Lev/Dialogue

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==W05_MQR_204P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Uch. So the vault cockroach does Meg's dirty work now, eh? 	He's in pain, but trying to power through it like a tough guy. The player just shot him.
 	 	 	So the vault cockroach does Meg's dirty work now, eh? 	He's cornered and he knows it, but he's still acting tough.
 	 	 	How about big middle finger, pointing at you. 	
 	 	 	How about you end this. I grow tired of your talking, like yippy little dog. 	
 	 	 	You take me for fool, but I am not the one breaking into top secret government installation full of armed guards and deadly machines.	
 	 	 	Let's talk about how you are spineless whelp who won't shut up already, yes? 	
 	 	 	Who do you think put idea of going feral into Lou's head? Much easier to get away with it if he kills himself. 	
 	 	 	Eh, for now. Old fool will kill himself sooner or later. 	He doesn't really care.
 	 	 	Are you going to shoot me now, or bore me to death with questions? 	
 	 	 	Boo-fucking-hoo, freak-lover. 	Mocking the player.
 	 	 	Da! Only room for strongest, best men in this world. Others have their uses, but they are not equal. 	Yeah, Lev is a scumbag.
 	 	 	Meg is too soft. She take in useless kids, freaks, animals, anyone she feel bad for. 	Contempt for Meg and her ways.
 	 	 	She tells us, "recruitment is better. Kill only for food and supplies." I say we kill for more. Out there, it is kill or be killed. 	This should sound particularly cold. Lev is an evil dude.
 	 	 	Da. Finally. 	Cold. He's getting sick of the player and just wants them to get this over with.
 	 	 	Is easy way the one where you shut up and kill me already, please? 	He's tired of dealing with the player. Now he's trying to egg them on.
 	 	 	I will not. I would do same to you in this situation. 	
 	 	 	Wait. No. I would not even talk, just kill. 	
 	 	 	Vault is waste of time. I hear talk of gold. Gold is useless. 	
 	 	 	Real value comes from guns, food, ammo, information. I get better offer to ruin your plan. 	
 	 	 	Lou is sad, old, walking corpse. Was easy target. All ghouls should be dead. 	Disgusted by Lou.
 	 	 	Got tired of waiting for him to kill himself, took matters into own hands. 	
 	 	 	He had detonator, which was key to your plans. Kill Lou, get paid to ruin plans? Sounds good to me. 	He's particularly proud of himself by the end of this line. Amused, even.
 	 	 	Opportunity. I was to be paid handsomely to stop you and hand over the detonator. 	
 	 	 	Opportunity to be rid of Meg and other weak, pathetic freaks, animals she takes in. 	Lots of contempt for Meg and the others.
 	 	 	Heh. Maybe I underestimate you. Yet, you still have questions, so maybe you are not as clever as it seems. 	Impressed that the player managed to just guess his scheme.
 	 	 	You may be quick with hands, but I think wit is lacking. Ask your questions. Prove me right. 	He concedes that the player has the draw on him, but he's trying to maintain control of the conversation and get into the player's head.
 	 	 	It sounds like you are smart enough to realize you may not get answers you wish. But go on, I am amused. 	
 	 	 	Hah, is battle of fortitude then. Ask your questions. We will see who gets tired first. 	He doesn't think the player has it in them.
 	 	 	Afraid? Of you? Is not fear you sense, but... amusement. Let me hear your words. They will amuse me some more. 	He's actually afraid, but damned if he's going to admit it.
 	 	 	Oh, you think you intimidate me with big muscles and idle threats? Go on, let me see if you can form coherent question. 	More amused than threatened.
 	 	 	No answers. You either grow backbone and kill me, or give up and cry home to mother Meg. 	He's a stubborn SOB, and mocking the player.
 	 	 	No. You grow spine. Take it from my corpse, like true survivor. 	Inviting the player to kill him and take it. He doesn't think they have the guts to do it.
 	 	 	Questions. You and your questions. Of course, go on. Maybe you learn something from me, nyet? 	Scoffing at the player, but not denying them the ability to ask questions.
 	 	 	Man from Foundation named Rocco. 	
 	 	 	Said he'd pay in guns, ammo, and information. How best to strike Foundation and take for ourselves. Something Meg would never do. 	
 	 	 	Hey, maybe you kill Rocco now? I don't give a fuck. 	He really doesn't care what the player does now that he knows he's done for.
 	 	 	Hurry up and get over with it. 	
 	 	 	I am no coward, like you. You want it? Kill me is only option. 	Said with a sense of malice. He wants to bring the player to his level.
==W05_DialogueRaidersCrater_Interior==
#	Dialog Topic 	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	I see Meg will let anybody join us now, even inexperienced, soft, vault dweller. 	
 	 	 	Nyet, I have nothing to say to you. 	
 	 	 	I hear about your vault plan. Interesting. Strange Meg would trust you. 	He disapproves.
 	 	 	Watch back, vault dweller. Many here do not like your kind. 	
 	 	 	Here you are again to bother me, svolach. Piss off. 	svolach = Russian for scum/jerk
 	 	 	Unless you're here to pay me, fuck off. 	
 	Goodbye. 	 	Das Vadanya. 	
 	Do you hate the settlers in Foundation? 	 	Why bother? So long as they stay out of our way, we'll let them live. 	
 	Do you hate the settlers in Foundation? 	 	At least until we're ready to take what they have. 	
 	How did you end up here? 	 	From Russia, before the war. But I like it here. Americans are so soft. Such easy prey.	
 	You look like a man who gets what he wants.	 	Always. Anyone that gets in my way... well, that doesn't happen twice. 	
==W05_HolotapeQuest_PS==
(Rocco and Lev's deal, To Meg and Crater freaks)
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Know this. We will gain more men. We will come back, powerful. Then we will wipe you, and all your freaks off map. Sleep tight, blyat. 	"blyat" is a Russian swear for "whore"
 	 	 	Surge and Fisher know how stupid plan is, and how terrible leader you are, so they come with me. Leave you behind with freaks and losers.	
 	 	 	When I hear you invite in that cockroach, and want to go off on some ridiculous vault heist to find gold, I call that last straw. 	
 	 	 	I know this because you are weak, ineffective leader. You could not lead gang out of wet paper bag. Too weak. Too stupid. Too cowardly. 	
 	 	 	Meg, I know you will find this tape. Also know we will be gone long time when you find it. 	
 	 	 	Lev. Now put recorder away. You have alcohol in this shithole? We will drink to seal deal. 	Still cold and not impressed with Rocco.
 	 	 	Look. As long as you pay up after job is done, I won't regret not killing you when we found you. 	He doesn't care about Rocco's plan.
 	 	 	Can always come back to that if you are lying about stash. 	Threatening.
 	 	 	No. Vault gold is useless. You will see. Ammo, weapons. That is new world currency. To hell with gold. 	He doesn't care about Rocco's plan.
 	 	 	Yes, yes. I get location of gun stash, you get to go on foolish endeavor. 	He doesn't care about Rocco's plan.
 	 	 	Whatever. You do what you want. Is worthless anyway. Now, go on. Let us talk payment. 	He doesn't care. He knows he could just end this guy if he wants to.
 	 	 	What are you doing? No need for tape. 	Annoyed. Why the heck is the other guy recording this conversation?
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