Pierce (Steel Dawn)/Dialogue

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==BS01_Dialogue_CraterWarRoom_Interior==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	So you're having doubts, then? I... wouldn't usually do this. But I have a feeling about you. What would it take to convince you? 	
 	 	 	Nice try, but I'm gonna need a bigger commitment than that. 	
 	 	 	She's more than a rung in a hierarchy. Sheena plans our operations. She's got a head for strategy. 	
 	 	 	Said she used to play Blast Radius on repeat as a kid, until she could beat everyone she knew, including the adults. 	
 	 	 	Imagine that. World's gone to shit and people still find solace in games. 	
 	 	 	At that age, I was... well, still in school, studying for a future that never came to be. 	
 	 	 	We have plenty of support. Not everyone wants to be directly involved, but those who do are ready to risk life and limb. 	
 	 	 	There's also your fair share of mercenary Craterites just looking for caps. 	
 	 	 	But considering the Brotherhood could probably pay better, I suspect those mercs have an ounce of loyalty they're not willing to admit to. 	
 	 	 	What could be bigger than your sense of self? The body you walk through every other problem in? 	
 	 	 	You know something? I don't either. Not fully, anyways. 	
 	 	 	Talk to me again when you're on our side. 	
 	 	 	We all have a public perception in this world. Sometimes it doesn't match what we feel inside. And sometimes there's nothing we can do about that. 	
 	 	 	But other times, there is. And I don't need to understand everything Burke is feeling to want to see a smile on their face. 	
 	 	 	Burke's our muscle, and the most hardworking person we've got. 	
 	 	 	They don't talk much. Action is more their language. I wouldn't have it any other way. 	
 	 	 	Because it suits them better. When I first met Burke... they were different. Secluded. Like they didn't want anyone to see them. 	
 	 	 	Burke flinched when others talked about them. People expected things based on how they looked. They had these... titles. The Silent Man. Albino Dog. 	
 	 	 	One day I asked if something else would feel better. It took some trial and error, but we eventually settled on the neutral "they". 	
 	 	 	They're a much happier person now, for the insignificant price of a word. 	
 	 	 	Why not get to know them yourself? I'm sure you'll find there's more than meets the eye. 	
 	 	 	Me too. 	
 	 	 	Go right ahead. 	
 	 	 	Meg has enough on her plate without the Brotherhood to deal with. 	
 	 	 	I came to her one day with an army of Raiders, rarin' to fight. 	
 	 	 	She looked at me and said, "What are you waiting for? This ain't no democracy. Just don't get Crater in trouble and we're good." 	
 	 	 	So here we are. The War Party. 	
 	 	 	What's "to defeat" in Latin? I bet we could use that to demoralize them... 	Since the Brotherhood's motto is "to victory" in Latin (Ad Victoriam)
 	 	 	I can't believe they're always tromping around in that Power Armor. It must be all cramped and sweaty in there. 	
 	 	 	I could put up posters, but... Nah, Raiders want to see blood. I'll hand out skulls instead. 	
 	 	 	There's this really inspiring phrase. It's on the tip of my tongue... I must have read it somewhere. Damn. 	
 	 	 	Now where did I put that pesky piece of paper? 	
 	 	 	Anyone who messes with my family has another thing coming for them. 	
 	 	 	Next thing we know, those bucket-heads will be asking for permits just to enter Morgantown. 	
 	 	 	A robot uprising would be better than the Brotherhood. At least they'd have an excuse to be following their programming. 	
 	 	 	I won't let anything happen to the Crater. I swear my life on it. 	
 	 	 	They could make a move at any moment. I've gotta be ready. 	
 	 	 	I'd advise you to watch your step around here. 	
 	 	 	If you're not with us, you're against us. 	
 	 	 	I hope you're here for a reason. 	
 	 	 	This isn't exactly a visitor area. 	
 	 	 	I won't bite, but I can't speak for my associates. 	
 	 	 	Down with the man! 	
 	 	 	Welcome back, my fellow malcontent. 	
 	 	 	Cleaning up one tin can at a time. 	
 	 	 	Glad to see you're still in one piece. 	
 	 	 	Don't let the Brotherhood get you down. 	
 	 	 	I just wanna say, I appreciate having you on our side. 	
 	 	 	If you've got a head for it, we could always use new strategies. But, uh, talk to Sheena about those. 	
 	 	 	With you on our side, the Brotherhood won't know what hit them. Am I right? 	
 	 	 	You ready to put up a fight today? I sure am. 	
 	 	 	So, how's it feel being a part of the War Party? 	
 	 	 	Hey, thanks for getting my family back here in one piece. 	
 	 	 	Well if it isn't the rustbucket who tried to leave my family for dead? 	
 	 	 	I would leave if I were you. Unless you want Burke to rearrange your face. I'm sure they'd be happy to do so. 	
 	 	 	Brainwashed already, huh? That's a shame. I was hoping you had a little more sense than the rest of them. 	
 	 	 	There's no blood spilled in the war room. This is where we plan our battles, not enact them. 	
 	 	 	The Brotherhood should know that we're not a bunch of mindless killers. So if they want to send someone here to talk, they can. 	
 	 	 	Not that anything will come of it. 	
 	 	 	That so? I won't question your change of heart. Everyone has their reasons. But we need to know you're committed. 	
 	 	 	If you mean it, talk to Sheena. She'll decide whether or not you're worth the risk. 	
 	 	 	Nothing right now, but you should check back tomorrow. Those tin tyrants never run of fuel. 	
 	 	 	Too political for you? Don't worry. In the end it just amounts to fighting. 	
 	 	 	I'll be here until the Brotherhood isn't. 	
 	 	 	We're here to ensure that there remains a place for Crater in Appalachia. 	
 	 	 	The more people come here, the more they'll want to take their own space, set their own rules. And then force those rules on others. 	
 	 	 	Crater is our home. Our freedom. Our future. I won't allow anyone to take that away. 	
 	 	 	Run? Look, I'm not some kind of CEO or general. This is a family. Everyone does their part. 	
 	 	 	Mine is the talking. Letting people know what we're doing all this for, how important it is. 	
 	 	 	I may have started this effort, but it's the War Party who moves it forward. And if you're not a part of it, I'd caution you to stay out of it's way. 	
 	 	 	Only good things. What do you want to know? 	
 	 	 	And help you with enemy reconnaissance? I don't think so. 	
 	 	 	Talk to me again when you're on our side. 	
 	 	 	The Brotherhood thinks of itself as our saviors. They'll take what they believe is righteous. And when we refuse to give it, they'll strike us down. 	
 	 	 	It starts small. Food and supplies. A home base. They offer protection in return. And hope. Hope is powerful enough to make you blind. 	
 	 	 	So when they start asking for more - when they start setting rules, occupying homes, taking lives... Then it's too late. We can't let it get that far.	
 	 	 	Besides the obvious Scorched and mutant life? Foundation, maybe. But it will be a long time before they start asking for more. 	
 	 	 	They're like us, in some ways. Just looking for a home. But don't tell Meg I said that. 	
 	 	 	That they are. But that's why we're here. 	
 	 	 	Order, or tyranny? I'm not interested in either. 	
 	 	 	I'm responding to a threat. You can ignore the threat all you want, but that doesn't make it go away. 	
 	 	 	Then sit back and watch. See what it gets you when things suddenly go up in flames. At least I'll have my fire suit on. 	
 	 	 	Don't let the skeletons in the cages scare you. We're perfectly capable of making it quick. 	
 	 	 	We don't take kindly to idle visits. So tell me, is that what this is? 	
 	 	 	Do you have business, or are you just sightseeing? 	
 	 	 	Our business is taking down the Brotherhood. You wanna make it yours? 	
 	 	 	Pretty brave of you to go freely touring the Crater like this. 	
 	 	 	Marcia made her choice. But she's a victim of the Brotherhood, and not where our conflict lies. 	
 	 	 	So long as she doesn't take up arms against us, we'll do what we can to make sure Marcia doesn't end up in the crossfire. 	
 	 	 	Marcia is an invaluable member of our family. She has a different... perspective on the Brotherhood since she has history there. 	
 	 	 	On a more personal note, I think she has an admirable amount of strength. She fits right in. 	
 	 	 	Even Sheena has warmed up to her, and that in itself speaks volumes. 	
==BS01_MQ05_Raiders==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	So you really came. To be honest, I didn't expect the Brotherhood to show its face around here with anything less than a fully armored battalion. 	
 	 	 	Life is just full of surprises, isn't it? 	
 	 	 	So what can I do for you, o' honorable emissary of steel? 	
 	 	 	Looks like things didn't turn out so well for me. Get it over with, then. 	
 	 	 	You ready to talk now? 	
 	 	 	You gonna kill me or what? I didn't think the Brotherhood liked to play with their food. 	
 	 	 	Well, well. Looks like we have a visitor. Did the Brotherhood send you? 	
 	 	 	You know, I'm interested in hearing more about this "protection of mankind" business. 	
 	 	 	I suppose killing a few no-good Raiders is an easy price to pay for the benefit this measly little vault will provide for us as a species, is that it?	
 	 	 	This is your top priority. The longer we let these weapons spread, the more difficult it will be to track down all of them. 	
 	 	 	About that... 	
 	 	 	I have nothing left to discuss. I've given you my answer, "Initiate". Now for your sake, I'd suggest you don't stick around. 	
 	 	 	Not looking to negotiate? Well I won't sit back and wait for the Brotherhood to fire first. 	Angry, opening fire
 	 	 	We've been over this. There's no compromising with people like the Brotherhood. Give them an inch and they'll take a mile. 	
 	 	 	You and your metal buddies put me in a pretty tight spot back there. 	
 	 	 	There are people here in Crater depending on me, and I wasn't sure if I was going to make it back to them. So I prioritized a little bit. 	
 	 	 	And getting home to those people was more important than being completely sincere to a group of heavily armed tyrants. 	
 	 	 	So if you're looking for help with your little weapon problem, you can look somewhere else. 	
 	 	 	Brilliant! Let me just pop open a bottle of Nukashine and we'll kick back, exchange stories, tearfully share all the details of our tragic pasts... 	
 	 	 	But I suppose yours goes something like this. You were a wayward soul, lost, looking for purpose... 	
 	 	 	Then the Brotherhood of Steel came along and put a badge of honor on your chest. Made you feel like you really mattered. 	
 	 	 	So now, you'll do anything for them. Like risking your life to come to Crater and ask about those weapons you confiscated. 	
 	 	 	Well here's my backstory. The Brotherhood of Steel pointed their guns at my face and stole my property. 	
 	 	 	So that property is their problem now. I'm not telling you a damn thing. 	
 	 	 	Oh, right! The weapons... After they got forcibly confiscated from us, I almost forgot about them. See, the thing is... 	He's being petty
 	 	 	Thanks for the tip. I'll add it to my compendium. 	
 	 	 	You wound me, Knight! In the heart, that is. Since I've surrendered, and you can't touch me anymore. 	
 	 	 	They call you "Knight", don't they? Didn't know that was another word for "lapdog". 	
 	 	 	Hold on, let me get this straight. You barged in here looking to reclaim "your property", only to tell me you don't know where it came from? 	
 	 	 	This is almost too good to make up. I knew my feeling about the Brotherhood was right, but you just keep on confirming it. 	
 	 	 	Here's the thing. I don't talk about Raider affairs on "Brotherhood territory". That's what this is now, right? 	
 	 	 	If you really want to know, you can let me go and come talk to me in Crater. 	
 	 	 	I deal with reasonable individuals, not an entourage of fascists with their guns pointed at my face. 	
 	 	 	Big words for someone who just barged in and claimed ownership of our storeroom. 	
 	 	 	I suppose you don't have to follow the rules you apply to everyone else, is that it? Because you have a righteous cause? 	
 	 	 	That's fine. This story only adds fuel to our fire. 	
 	 	 	How about you? Do you seriously take orders from this constipated suit of metal? 	
 	 	 	This place doesn't offer us any strategic leverage over the Brotherhood. 	
 	 	 	If anything, you're going to waste more resources protecting a place so far away from your home base. 	
 	 	 	So then, it must be the weapons that are important to you. 	
 	 	 	What's so special about these rocket launchers, that a top ranking member would come to collect them himself? 	
 	 	 	So be it. You've made it clear the Brotherhood only provides two options: blind obedience, or violence. You take a wild guess which we would prefer. 	
 	 	 	Agh... Alright, I'll admit, this is a serious oversight on my part. 	
 	 	 	Should have known those Initiates who stopped by would have gone crying to their superiors. 	
 	 	 	Humor me on one thing. 	
 	 	 	Oh, so that was you? Meg's mentioned your name here and there. Don't worry, only good things. 	
 	 	 	She placed a lot of trust in you back then, and it seems to have paid off. 	
 	 	 	Hmm... Alright, then. I don't know what's possessed you to put your lot in with the Brotherhood of Steel, but I'm sure there's more to that story. 	
 	 	 	Just don't expect to use the same excuse more than once. And humor me on one thing. 	
 	 	 	Oh, so you were the one who broke Meg's trust and left us high and dry when the gold came to the table? 	
 	 	 	You screwed us then, and you're screwing us now. It's no surprise you've put your lot in with the Brotherhood. 	
 	 	 	You owe us. Not the other way around. So pay up and run back to your little fort. 	
 	 	 	And who's to say we don't have that whole platform you're standing on rigged to blow? 	
 	 	 	You... do have a point. 	
 	 	 	Resorting to name-calling already. I have to say, I'm disappointed. 	
 	 	 	Thought I'd be able to speak to someone civilized from a big shot organization like yours. 	
 	 	 	Can't argue with that. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't slightly curious about all the heavily armored personnel who just showed up behind you. 	"slightly curious" - he's bluffing. this is pretty alarming
 	 	 	Just taking a nice stroll around the Toxic Valley and stumbled upon a mysterious door, yeah? I can respect an adventurous spirit. 	
 	 	 	What I can't respect is the full entourage of Brotherhood soldiers who just showed up behind you. 	
 	 	 	That so? You got a deed to go with that claim? Because, uh, we're not gonna sign it. 	
 	 	 	It's wrong of me to judge by appearances, though. Why don't you introduce yourself? 	
 	 	 	I gotta say, you're doing a good job representing them, dressed up in all that clunky armor. 	
 	 	 	Or are you going vault-hopping? Can't imagine it's easy getting used to the Wasteland after eating from silver spoons underground all those years. 	
 	 	 	Didn't know they were working with run-of-the-mill average Wastelanders. Thought they wanted you strapped into one of those tin cans 'round the clock.	tin cans = Power Armor
 	 	 	I won't rely on a betrayal to take them down. You should know that. 	
 	 	 	What about you, forward scout? Think we can work this one out? Or are your underpants in as tight of a bunch as Mr. Compliance over there? 	
 	 	 	Terrorize? We're out here trying to survive, just like anyone else. 	
 	 	 	Meanwhile, the Brotherhood is marching around in Power Armor, threatening people who don't meet its demands. You tell me who's the real terror. 	
 	 	 	So you don't want to tell me. Fair enough. I'll find out through other means. 	
 	 	 	Either way, they're not of much use to us. Rocket launchers aren't practical in a typical firefight. 	
 	 	 	You don't give your subordinates enough credit. In any case, I got the answer I wanted. 	
 	 	 	Finally, some honesty. 	
 	 	 	I won't let them. Do we have their patrol routes yet? A couple ambushes ought to take 'em down a notch. 	
 	 	 	Can't believe they had the nerve to just barge in like that. That Knight acts like some kind of righteous savior. 	
 	 	 	The rookie should know the way. Send them. 	
 	 	 	Oh, and Mr. Knight? Learn to relax your face muscles a little. 	
 	 	 	Don't worry, if it's only one of you, we don't usually kill-on-sight. 	
 	 	 	Now let us through. 	
 	 	 	Sorry, I don't discuss Raider affairs on "Brotherhood territory". If you really want to know, you can come talk to me in Crater. 	
 	 	 	We're heading back to Crater. This stash isn't worth it. 	
==W05_DialogueRaidersCrater_Exterior==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	That the best you can do? 	
 	 	 	I thought you'd put up more of a fight!	
 	 	 	You sure you're trying? 	
 	 	 	Ugh! 	
 	 	 	Shit! 	
 	 	 	Ah, that one stung! 	Cocky, surprised
 	 	 	Ha! You got me! 	Cocky
 	 	 	Ugh! That hurts! 	
 	 	 	Not like this... 	
 	 	 	I... have to get back to Crater... 	
 	 	 	I can't let it end like this... 	
==BS02_MQ02_Missing==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Couldn't stay away, could you? I'm not often taken by surprise, but I'll admit, you threw me for a loop when I found out what you did for Sheena. 	
 	 	 	Didn't think an uptight organization like the Brotherhood had any room for rats. Don't worry, it's a term of endearment. 	
 	 	 	You have some nerve showing up here after you sold us out. 	
 	 	 	I'll let Marcia speak for herself, but I'm pretty sure she's not interested in going back. 	
 	 	 	I know you're eager to help, but Sheena and Burke are the best there is. Anything that gives them trouble is going to be extremely dangerous. 	
 	 	 	We're a family here. Sheena's as clever as they come, but I know her too well to let something like that live under the radar forever. 	
 	 	 	Just like the Brotherhood to come in here and start making demands. 	
 	 	 	Ever think that this is exactly the kind of behavior that made Marcia leave in the first place? 	
 	 	 	Bring my people back alive and in one piece. 	
 	 	 	You being willing to put your life on the line for us is indication enough that you belong in this family. 	
 	 	 	I feel better having one of us there instead of blindly trusting the Brotherhood. Make sure someone is focused on saving Sheena and Burke. 	
 	 	 	We don't spill blood in the War Room. But if you lay a hand on her, I'll break that rule in a heartbeat. 	
 	 	 	Nice try. As much as it kills me, I'm not stupid enough to leave things unsupervised when two of us are already missing. 	
 	 	 	I value their lives as much as my own. 	
 	 	 	I can't trust...I can't put their lives in the hands of the Brotherhood. That makes them as good as dead. 	
 	 	 	You have done enough "helping" already. You had your chance and you blew it. 	
 	 	 	Ah, so gracious, too! How did we ever get so lucky to have such benevolent overlords? 	
 	 	 	Well, it wasn't my plan for you to know about this, but now that you do, I guess there's no way around it. 	
 	 	 	Marcia's not going back with you. She's going after Sheena and Burke. 	
 	 	 	She's been bossed around by the Brotherhood enough in her life. Why don't you do something for her for a change, and help out? 	
 	 	 	Marcia, dammit. 	
 	 	 	She did make one mistake, thinking a bootlicker like you had any chance of actually helping us. 	
 	 	 	Don't think it means you're one of us now. It takes more than one mutually beneficial trade to build trust. 	
 	 	 	I think that's for the best. 	
 	 	 	Have it your way. 	
 	 	 	I don't place bets on the lives of my family. 	
 	 	 	I'm glad you asked! It just so happens we're planning a dinner party. The Brotherhood will be our distinguished guests. 	
 	 	 	We'd like to deliver a special thank you for showing up in Appalachia without even needing an invitation, and laying down the law in this filthy, treacherous Wasteland.	
 	 	 	Help out once, and you think you're part of the team, huh? I'm afraid loyalty doesn't come that cheap. 	
 	 	 	Astute observation, detective. Doesn't make it any of your business. 	
 	 	 	Hell no, I'm not. How about you don't waste everyone's time and just leave? 	
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