Dylan Rhodes/Dialogue

==W05_Dialogue_DylanRhodes==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	If you need something, ask the robot inside. 	Disgust when he says the word robot.
 	 	 	What are you looking at? 	Hawk a loogie before the line.
 	 	 	Can't a man just die in peace? 	
 	 	 	You again? 	
 	 	 	Why are you back here? 	
 	 	 	What do you want now? 	
 	 	 	Can you make it quick? I've got better things to do than to talk to you. 	
 	 	 	I thought I said I wanted to be left alone. 	
 	 	 	There isn't anything left in Welch for you... or for anyone. 	
 	 	 	Get to the point fast. 	
 	 	 	Can you hurry it up? 	
 	 	 	Can't you see I'm retired? So, it's time to live the retired life. I'm just gonna relax right here, drink some whiskey, and wait for the end. 	
 	 	 	Look around you, kid. What part of this world we're living in makes you think someone should be upbeat and happy? 	
 	 	 	Everyone I ever loved and cared about is dead. Even the town I lived most of my years in is gone. 	
 	 	 	Or we could not... 	Grumble a bit
 	 	 	Atomic Mining Services. Revolutionaries of the mining industry, wrecker of jobs everywhere in Appalachia. 	Disdain in his voice when he says their full name, sarcastic in the second half doesn't actually like their "accomplishments"
 	 	 	Somehow those idiots thought it would be a good idea to use nuclear bombs to dig deeper into mines. 	
 	 	 	I'd really rather not talk about them much more. 	
 	 	 	Some sort of radioactive material that none of us should be messing with, if you ask me. I don't trust the stuff. 	
 	 	 	Don't we have enough problems with radiation as it is? 	
 	 	 	For now? How about forever. 	Scoff, annoyed
 	 	 	I do mind, in fact. But... if it'll get you to leave me be, I suppose I can tell you a little bit. 	
 	 	 	The name's Dylan. I was a miner here in Welch before the robots stole our jobs. I was born in this town and I'd like to die in this town. 	
 	 	 	Even though the work was harder, honest sweat is better than those bucket of bolts. It taught kids character, now look where we are. 	
 	 	 	People are out here killing each other over damn junk like Sugar Bombs just to survive. 	
 	 	 	Well, can't you see? We're in the graveyard that is the town of Welch. 	
 	 	 	Except this town started dying way back before the bombs fell, thanks to those damn robots taking our jobs and ruining the economy. 	
 	 	 	To make matters worse, AMS came in acting like they owned the place when some Ultracite popped up in Welch. They wanted to take away people's homes.	
 	 	 	All the man cared about was making a quick buck, didn't care at all about anything else. Some good those bucks did them in the end, huh? 	
 	 	 	Glad we could reach an understanding. 	Sarcastic
 	 	 	What, you want to fight me? Do it, I don't care. 	He has given up on life at this point
 	 	 	If I answer them, will that get you to leave me alone? 	
 	 	 	Do you now? Well, at least there's some people around who still have values. 	
 	 	 	Here, take this... you know, so you don't have to go killing no one for it. 	
 	 	 	Finally someone who gets it. You're alright, you know. 	
 	 	 	Here, have a drink with me. Well, as long as you drink it quietly that is. 	
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