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Dialog Topic
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Form ID
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Response Text
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Script Notes
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13
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0041A3BA
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0041A4A5
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Our inventory is kept locked securely away elsewhere in the building, so you can rest assured, nothing has tampered with them.
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14
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Once you've purchased the body you desire, I'll give you a card that will allow you access to the showroom and you may select whichever model you like.
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15
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0041A3BE
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0041A4C8
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Well now, that's an interesting idea. Business has been ... grim, spirit. Your haunting could perhaps drum up the business we require.
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16
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What say we meet halfway and I knock some off the price.
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17
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0041A4C9
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Well now, that's an interesting idea. Business has been ... grim, my living friend. Perhaps your word could drum up the business we require.
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18
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Let's say we meet halfway and I knock some off the price.
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19
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0041A3C0
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0041A46F
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... you make a fair point. But I can't just GIVE you a frame. That'd make us no better than those slavish socialists across the Pacific.
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You've been swayed by this person's logic.
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20
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But I could see providing you a discount.
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21
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0041A3C2
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0041A4DE
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Certainly. Send your boy along and I'll walk the young man through how to make the transfer once you've made your purchase.
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22
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0041A3C4
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0041A477
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Our most cost-effective options are the Protectrons. Sturdy, but slow and poorly equipped.
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Brightening just a little. Making the sale is what you're best at.
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23
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Honestly, I wouldn't even consider something so crude unless you had no other option.
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Brightening just a little. Making the sale is what you're best at.
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24
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The superior choice is clearly the Handy - the pre-war pinnacle of robotic design. A bit more expensive, but reliable, durable, and dexterous ...
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Brightening just a little. Making the sale is what you're best at.
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25
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... though the model is known to go a bit ... haywire, I suppose.
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Getting back to your normal sad level.
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26
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0041A3C6
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0041A44A
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It is my lot in life.
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27
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0041A3C8
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0041A484
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As such, all of our machines have already been spoken for. Outstanding deal with the United States military just waiting for pick up. You understand.
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Taking a small amount of glee in shooting them down.
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28
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0041A3C9
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0041A453
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Hmm. My duty is my cell, spirit. Trapped behind this counter until I finally fade from this world. *sigh* Some day.
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A little wistful as you think about the fact that someday you'll be dead. Emphasis on the world "duty."
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29
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But, I digress. What can I do for you?
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30
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0041A3CB
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0041A493
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I knew it.
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A little flicker of happiness.
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31
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Well, spirit, unfortunately, Assaultrons are military-grade hardware.
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32
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0041A494
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Well, spirit, unfortunately, Assaultron's are military-grade hardware.
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33
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0041A3CD
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0041A4A0
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Assaultrons are military-grade hardware, spirit.
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34
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0041A4A1
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Assaultrons are military-grade hardware, my professed live-ling.
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"Live" as in the verb, not the adjective.
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35
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0041A3CF
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0041A4B8
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Hmm. So I thought. No need to put on airs with me.
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36
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I understand your plight, spirit. My name's Skinner, and I am trapped in here, much like you are trapped in undeath.
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37
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Now, what do you require to leave me alone?
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38
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0041A3D1
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0041A467
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You have no idea. Well, what can I do for you, spirit? I'm Skinner, by the by, at your service.
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39
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0041A3D3
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0041A4C5
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Must we, spirit? *sigh* So be it. Welcome to Duncan & Duncan's, Appalachia's premier robotics dealer. I am Skinner.
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40
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How may I help you, alleged member of the living?
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41
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0041A3D5
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0041A46D
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I cannot bring you the peace you require, spirit. Leave me be.
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42
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0041A3D6
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0041A4D3
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What do we have here? Are you another ghost?
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151
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0041A42F
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0041A4BB
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Hardly, spirit. Your bone morphology suggests a distant relative. At best.
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Very skeptical. This person just claimed to be your former boss.
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152
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But I suppose I could extend you the standard family discount ... with perhaps a little extra thrown in out of respect for the dead.
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153
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0054B4E2
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Crap. He must've just... got lost somewhere.
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Concerned your best friend might be hurt.
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154
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005566B6
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Still, beats the hell out of your current address, don't it, doll?
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155
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005566B7
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You're not the one about to be shoved into a toaster, Duchess. But yes. Honestly, thank you for sticking your neck out for me.
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A little begrudgingly initially, but then authentically grateful as the line completes.
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156
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0058EA71
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You... you're a Duncan? Hmm. I perhaps see some... distant resemblance, spirit.
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Scrutinizing.
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157
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But Misters Duncan... why they'd tan my hide if I gave away an Assaultron. Here. You may take the Protectron. You can find it in the adjacent room.
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Obligingly. "Misters" is intentional. There were two of them. And you're afraid of them. Add a little shiver.
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158
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It was slated for one of the lesser clans in the region - the Garrahans or some such. Misters Duncan I'm sure would be thrilled to keep it in the family.
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159
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0041A432
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0041A4A3
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Tell me you got a Stimpak. I'm hurting here.
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Trying to be polite while fighting through the pain.
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160
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0041A433
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0041A48C
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You've got to find Polly. Please.
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You're in a bunch of pain.
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161
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0041A48D
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Ah ha. My promise of baking your enemies to a crisp was too much, huh? So just pick me up and let's blow this pop stand.
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You're trying to convince this stranger to help you back to the Wayward.
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162
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0041A48E
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Oh well now.
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You're slowly falling apart and losing your mind.
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163
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0041A48F
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So, you ready to hear about Crane?
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You're slowly falling apart and losing your mind.
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164
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0041A490
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Spirit. I do hope you understand about the Assaultrons. They belong to the military. My hands are simply tied.
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165
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0041A491
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Non-spirit. I do hope you understand about the Assaultrons. They belong to the military. My hands are simply tied.
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181
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0058EA9D
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Oh well now. Our cat burglar.
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You're slowly falling apart and losing your mind.
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182
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0058EA9E
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If you're snooping around for the Assaultrons, spirit, you're wasting your time. They belong to the military. My hands are simply tied.
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183
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0058EA9F
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If you're snooping around for the Assaultrons, non-spirit, you're wasting your time. They belong to the military. My hands are simply tied
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184
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0058EAA0
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Your unlicensed entry has been noted, spirit. Now, what is it?
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185
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0058EAA1
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Yes, spirit? What is it now?
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186
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0058EAA2
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Your unlicensed entry has been noted, live-ling. Now, what is it?
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187
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0058EAA3
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Yes, live-ling? What is it now?
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290
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0058DDE2
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0058DDF1
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How nice for you.
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Somber. You're not thrilled this person is able to leave and you can't.
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291
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0058EA31
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0058EA75
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A good one... I hope. It's... complicated. But I'll walk you through every detail if you do this for us.
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A little flustered. You're not exactly sure how to describe this.
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292
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0058EA34
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0058EA68
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By all means.
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305
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0058EA52
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0058EA9B
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Not for purchase, no.
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Dour, but taking a little glee in shooting someone down.
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306
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The mint-condition Protectron and Handy bodies we have on the premises have been... spoken for.
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Dour, but taking a little glee in shooting someone down.
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307
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And our resupplier is already desperately late with our latest shipment.
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Dour, but taking a little glee in shooting someone down.
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308
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I do hope you understand.
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Dour, but taking a little glee in shooting someone down.
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309
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0058EA54
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0058EA6B
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I-is that so? ... Misters Duncan are so very risk averse. Fine. Here. You may collect it upstairs... hmm hmm hmm. Fool.
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Nervous initially, because you think you're getting an amazing deal. "Hmm hmm hmm" is a quiet sinister laugh to yourself, as is "Fool."
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310
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0058EA56
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0058EA83
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Bottle caps? Actual trash? Hmm. Then it's likely safe to presume the amount you'd need to offer is in the mid-ten figures.
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Snobbily amused.
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311
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0058EA58
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0058EA76
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I'm sorry, but I simply cannot. The price of such a machine even before its... noted uptick in demand was in millions of dollars.
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A little bit of joy from shooting this person down.
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312
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0058EA77
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I'm sorry, but I simply cannot. The price of such a machine even before its... noted uptick in demand was in the millions of dollars.
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A little bit of joy from shooting this person down.
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313
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0058EA5C
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0058EA64
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Oh. I wish you'd said so sooner. Deepest apologies, General. Here you are. The frame's upstairs.
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A little nervous, but still dour.
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314
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0058EA5E
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0058EA70
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Ah, excellent. It's been waiting for you... though our records show the request from McClintock was for a replacement Handy frame, not an Assaultron.
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Brightening a little, then confused.
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315
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Here. You may collect it upstairs.
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316
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0058EA60
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0058EA62
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And you'll do what, exactly? Kill me? Release at long last? Hmm. As welcome of a change as that may be, I really should decline.
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Brightening just a little. This person offered to kill you, and that bring you joy.
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317
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But here. It's been so long since anyone's given even I thought to what I may want. You'll find it upstairs.
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Brightening just a little. This person offered to kill you, and that bring you joy.
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318
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0058F287
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0058F28A
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Hey! Where are we going? We've got creeps to clean up!
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You're being carried away from battle against your will.
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