Meg Groberg/Dialogue

==W05_Dialogue_Meg==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Hey, Seven-Six, the quicker you get Lou on board with us, the quicker we get into that vault. 	
 	 	 	You come to me all in a hurry, now you're taking your sweet-ass time hangin' around here. I don't get you, Seven-Six. 	Confused that the player isn't getting their job done quicker.
 	 	 	Come to think of it, I haven't seen Lou in a while. Ah well, least he's got you to check up on him. 	She's been meaning to catch up with Lou, but she's been so busy it's fallen by the wayside.
 	 	 	Between you and me, Johnny can be a bit full of himself. He knows what he's doing, but don't let him push you around too much, y'hear? 	She like Johnny and knows he has value, but she knows he can be a pain in the ass.
 	 	 	You got vision problems? You're lookin' for Johnny remember? 	Annoyed that the player isn't getting their job done quicker.
 	 	 	And, I know I don't look like a handsome white cat, so get on outta my face and get yourself on over to Johnny ASAP. 	Draw out ASAP: A. S. A. P.
 	 	 	Hey, can you tell Johnny I want to see him later in my personal bunk? We got... important things to discuss. 	Implying that maybe they aren't actually discussing anything, and that maybe they have a thing going on, but trying to be discrete about it.
 	 	 	I don't see Gail over here volunteering for the job yet. You gonna get on that, Seven-Six? 	
 	 	 	What's the hold-up? Do we have Gail for the job or not? 	Confused that the player isn't getting their job done quicker.
 	 	 	Gail seems to be throwin' a fit over there. You're gonna have to calm her down before she's gonna want to do anything for us. 	She can hear Gail in the other room.
 	 	 	I ain't got time right now for you, Seven-Six. I know you can handle this on your own. 	
 	 	 	Believe it or not, you're not the only thing on my plate right now, so I expect you to do your part if you want this vault job to happen.	
 	 	 	C'mon Seven-Six. You got this. Now get out there and get to work. 	
 	 	 	Let's see some hustle, Seven-Six. We got a vault to raid. 	
 	 	 	I'll see you at the entrance to the vault. 	
 	 	 	We're so close to getting' our hands on that gold, I can almost taste it! 	
 	 	 	I'm sure I'll be seeing you around Crater. 	Positive. The player helped her get the gold from Vault 79.
 	 	 	You done good. Keep on keepin' on. 	Positive. The player helped her get the gold from Vault 79.
 	 	 	We're all rich 'cause of you, Seven-Six. You let me know if you ever find something else like this. 	Positive. The player helped her get the gold from Vault 79.
 	 	 	You better be on your best behavior around me from now on, if you ever want to step foot in Crater again. 	Negative. The player cheated her out of some or all of the gold she was promised.
 	 	 	I ain't too happy with you. Best step off and give me my space for a while, if you know what's good for you. 	Negative. The player cheated her out of some or all of the gold she was promised.
 	 	 	I still can't believe you played us like that, Seven-Six. You disappoint me. 	Negative. The player cheated her out of some or all of the gold she was promised.
==W05_MQ_102P_A==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Shit, you know I could just kill you and take this, right? You got a lot to learn before you can roll with us, Seven-Six. 	Amused
 	 	 	Hahaha! Ooh, I like the cut of your jib. Maybe there is hope for you. Toss it up on the board and let's see what you've got here... 	Very Amused
 	 	 	Come on, Seven-Six. Don't try my patience. 	A little annoyed, but more out of interest. The player just dangled interesting information in front of her, and just pulled back.
 	 	 	I assume you're coming to me because we've got the skills to get into this here Vault. 	
 	 	 	But, you know we ain't gonna do this outta the goodness of our hearts, baby doll. 	
 	 	 	Oh no, no. I'm gonna expect a significant cut of the goods inside. 	
 	 	 	So we're gonna have ourselves an agreement here, see? 	
 	 	 	I supply the people power. You supply the location. 	
 	 	 	We all get inside, we nab the goods. You get a nice fair little cut, and we all make out like bandits, ya dig? 	
 	 	 	Looks like your little... innoculation is working like a charm. We've established your usefulness, but don't mistake our gratitude for hospitality. 	Respects the player, but still wary of them.
 	 	 	Damn straight it does. 	
 	 	 	I'd like my Momma back from the dead and a world that ain't burnt up like a post-nuclear turkey dinner, but we don't always get what we want. 	
 	 	 	Look, I know it ain't what you want to hear, but maybe you get a little bonus if you prove you're worth it, alright? 	
 	 	 	Least when it comes to dyin'. Lou's got a knack for cheatin' death. He was up in Pittsburgh, 70 years old, when shit went down. 	
 	 	 	They say a real honest-to-goodness A-bomb fell straight in his living room. Thing didn't go off. A dud. 	
 	 	 	When the radiation came flowing down the rivers into the city, most died or went feral. But Lou survived. Changed, but with his mind intact. 	
 	 	 	You get the picture. 	
 	 	 	Aside from the fact Lou ain't exactly what I'd call a people-person, he looks like one of them ghouls you see shambling around out there. 	
 	 	 	Only, he still maintains all the other stuff that makes us human. Don't worry, he ain't gonna bite. 	
 	 	 	But, some of the others don't much appreciate his appearance, so he keeps to his self. Works out, since he's a bit of a hermit anyway. 	
 	 	 	Right on, Seven-six. Do your thing. 	
 	 	 	Just try to keep this on the down-low. I don't want the entire camp knowing what's goin' on yet. Only tell who I say to tell, ya dig? 	
 	 	 	So, first things first. We gotta have a plan to crack that big ass vault door wide open, right? 	
 	 	 	Easy peasy, light and breezy. That's a job for Lucky Lou, our demo expert. If he can't explode it, then it ain't from this earth. 	
 	 	 	Lou can be a real shut-in, on account of his uh... skin condition, but I trust him more than just about anybody. 	
 	 	 	Why don't you go see him in his room down below. Introduce yourself, fill him in on the plan, then do whatever prep work he needs you to do, ya dig?	
 	 	 	You showin' your cards early, Seven-Six? Look, I may be a nasty cut-throat survivor, but I stick by my word. 	
 	 	 	I won't yank your chain, not like that bitch, Rose. 	
 	 	 	I don't know. Fifty percent of whatever we take in? Remember who's gonna do all the heavy lifting in there. 	
 	 	 	If the treasure's half as good as you say, that should be more than enough to set you up for life. 	
 	 	 	And, if you impress us enough, maybe you get to roll with us. That is, long as you're cool with people callin' you a raider. 	
 	 	 	Peachy. 	
 	 	 	Mhmm... alright, alright. This seems pretty legit. 	She's reading over some schematics, so this should be spoken slowly, with a long pause after "Mhmm."
 	 	 	You raise a good point. Alright, I'm listening. 	
 	 	 	You ain't wrong. Getting into one of them vaults sure would set us up for a while. 	She considers this information. Maybe the player's on to something.
 	 	 	Now hold on a just a hot minute, I didn't say I wasn't interested. What's your deal? You got plans for this thing, or what? 	
 	 	 	Wrong answer. You want my help, then you tell me what we're getting out of it. Simple as that. 	
 	 	 	You playin' with me, fool? You'd better out with it before you try my patience. What's in the Vault? 	Getting angry and annoyed with the player.
 	 	 	This is a fascinating turn of events, ain't it? The things I could buy with that gold.... 	Impressed. "The things I could buy with that gold" is more to herself.
 	 	 	You know, I heard rumors about it 'round here. 	
 	 	 	'Course the last sucker who tried to use the location of The Trove as a bargaining chip is still dangling from a wire outside as we speak. 	
 	 	 	Liars get wires, ya dig? 	
 	 	 	So, let's pretend for a moment I don't believe you. What you got to convince me? 	
 	 	 	Fine, but next time, you best be prepared to dish before you dash. 	
 	 	 	Now you gotta be smart enough to know I ain't gotta promise you anything. 	
 	 	 	That's just where we're at Seven-Six. So, if you want something from me, you'd better get to talking. 	
 	 	 	The hell you can't. But you came here anyway, so you'd best not be playing with me. 	
 	 	 	Now, you gonna keep wearing out your welcome, or are you gonna tell me what it is you came to tell me? 	
 	 	 	Well if that don't pique my interest. Please, go on. And what exactly, pray tell, is inside of this Vault 79? 	Skeptical
 	 	 	Yet, here you are. That tells me you're not here just to waste my time. 	Skeptical, a little aggressive, but curious.
 	 	 	You want something, and it must be important, else you wouldn't be barging in here like you run the place. Out with it. 	Intrigued, but running low on patience for the player..
 	 	 	Go on, toss those vault plans up on the board for me. 	A little impatient with the player.
 	 	 	Heh, use your imagination. Weapons, tech, you name it. But power... that's what I'm interested in. 	
 	 	 	We got all these problems out here: those Foundation scumbags trespassing on our land, the damned Blood Eagle wanna-bes, freaky Mothman cultists. 	
 	 	 	With that gold, we could have the power to bend all those weak-ass punks to my will, or wipe 'em out if they don't lie down and roll over, ya dig? 	Emphasize "my." A little more power behind "wipe 'em out...etc"
 	 	 	Maybe I would, maybe I wouldn't. That's the risk you take when you make deals in the Wasteland. 	Mildly threatening, but only to reinforce her point. She's not actually going to turn on the player.
 	 	 	You're lucky I ain't like some of the others out here. I get more respect because of my integrity. 	Emphasize "because."
 	 	 	But you better learn fast, 'cause next time you might not be so lucky. Now toss those plans up on the board so I can see 'em. 	
==W05_MQR_202P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Yeah, if I know Johnny, he's gonna ask for a big cut of the prize. 	
 	 	 	In my opinion, he's worth it, but maybe you can make him see eye to eye and keep his cut reasonable this time. 	
 	 	 	Good luck, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Good luck, Seven-Six. He may need a little convincing. Don't be afraid to give him a little incentive to work this job. 	
 	 	 	Not a chance, Seven-Six. I like you, but I barely know you. 	
 	 	 	Johnny may be a bit of a loose cannon, and he may be good at lyin' and cheatin.' 	
 	 	 	But, I know my way around him, if you catch what I'm puttin' down, and he knows better than to cheat me. 	
 	 	 	Can't say the same for you yet. 	
 	 	 	Aw did I say that? He just goes by Gentleman Johnny Weston now, since he decided it was too much of a mouthful. 	
 	 	 	Used to call those guns "pride" and "joy," cause nothin' gave him more pride or joy than usin' them to end some poor fool's life. 	
 	 	 	As for the Gentleman part, well, it ain't a lie. If he can charm me, he can charm anyone. 	
 	 	 	Johnny believes there's a lot of power in a name. It sets certain... expectations. 	
 	 	 	My old Raider boss, Margie used to think the same. That's why she called her gang the "Diehards." 	
 	 	 	I think it's a load of shit. But hey, if it works for Johnny, it's cool with me. 	
 	 	 	Johnny's a bit of a hot-shot 'round here. Mr. Jack-of-all-trades is real good at what he does, which is just about everything. 	
 	 	 	Need a system hacked? Need someone dead, discretely? Infiltration's his game. 	
 	 	 	The cat's a real master of disguise, a con-man, and a charmer, for sure. That's how he got with us. 	
 	 	 	Snuck right in pretendin' to be someone he ain't, and it just stuck. 	
 	 	 	By the time we figured out his grift, I was so impressed, I hired him aboard. 	
 	 	 	So here's what's what. Johnny's the real deal, best guy I got. I won't do this job without him. 	
 	 	 	Think of him as an insurance policy. 	
 	 	 	Thing is, on account of him being so critical to our success, he thinks he gets to do as he pleases, and to some degree that's true. 	
 	 	 	That bein' said, he can be fickle. If he doesn't want to do a job, well then Johnny doesn't do a job. 	
 	 	 	Since you know what's at stake here better than I do, I want you to see if you can't convince him this is the right job for him, ya dig? 	
 	 	 	That vault we're breakin' into's gonna have a lot of security. The kind explosions and muscle ain't gonna help with. 	
 	 	 	You want to get by security or any other surprises, there's only one guy I trust to get the job done: Gentleman Johnny "Two-Guns" Weston.	
 	 	 	Whoa, cool your Jets Seven-Six. While I appreciate the enthusiasm, we ain't ready yet. 	
 	 	 	Glad you asked. 	
 	 	 	Shit, Seven-Six, she's just a kid. Ain't you ever been a kid before? 	Disappointed.
 	 	 	Even if you grew up in that Vault of yours, you got to have a nice pampered life as a kid compared to the shit we're in now. 	
 	 	 	Think of that, and it's a miracle Ra-Ra's alive, let alone as cool as she is. 	
 	 	 	Look at you, all humble and shit. Listen, it's a bigger deal than you think. 	Amused.
 	 	 	That little girl just might be the only reason Gail's so chill, and not trying to eat us like all the other Super Mutants out there. 	
 	 	 	Bull. Shit. 	Purposefully drawing it out. Dead serious, but not incredibly angry.
 	 	 	That ain't what I heard at all. You know, kids ain't afraid to talk. 	Serious, disappointed.
 	 	 	Whatever. You got her back and that's what's important. Let's move it on. 	Doesn't want to make it a big deal.
 	 	 	Well, some are just plain busy. But then, lots of 'em don't like the idea of taking care of a kid. 	
 	 	 	Many don't like big green mutant folk, understandably. 	
 	 	 	But they ain't the leader 'round here, and I say those two are more useful than almost anyone else we got here. 	
 	 	 	'Sides, I got a soft spot for kids, so screw the haters. 	
 	 	 	Well hey, if it ain't Seven-Six. I heard all about what you did for Gail and Ra-Ra. 	The player helped Ra-Ra and treated her nicely. Meg is pleased.
 	 	 	Gail seemed pretty happy to see Ra-Ra. 	
 	 	 	Still, I'm pissed no one 'round here would lift a finger for 'em, so I guess I'm glad you came by. 	Thankful.
 	 	 	Hey Seven-Six. I hear Gail was in a bind and you helped her find her little girl. 	The player helped Ra-Ra, but treated her poorly. Meg is a little disappointed..
 	 	 	I also heard you treated Ra-Ra like shit though. 	Disappointed, maybe even laying on the guilt a little.
 	 	 	Still, no one 'round here would lift a finger for 'em, so at least you've got that going for you. 	Thankful, but not particularly pleased.
==W05_MQ_101P_A==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	The hell is this? Where's Thorpe? 	
 	 	 	Look who finally showed up. Where's Aldridge? 	
 	 	 	So, now that you recognize me as leader, you got one minute to tell me what you want before I get back to retakin' Appalachia. 	Condescending.
 	 	 	Don't tell me you're back to push more Responders inoculation bullshit. 	Condescending.
 	 	 	You gonna cut to the chase or has all that Vault dwellin' rotted your brain? 	
 	 	 	Get to the point. I ain't losing anything more to the Scorched wastin' time talking to you. 	
 	 	 	You ready to prove yourself wrong and check up on that raid? 	Condescending.
 	 	 	What's the deal, Seven-six. You checkin' up on this raid, or just wastin' my time? 	Condescending.
 	 	 	You gonna tell me what you're goin' on about or am I gonna have to beat it out of you? 	Condescending.
 	 	 	Aldridge was one of my best. I figured those Scorched would be a cakewalk for him. 	Frustrated and concerned.
 	 	 	I can't believe you're still showing your face 'round here. Give me one reason I shouldn't take blood for blood. 	
 	 	 	Shit, I knew Aldridge was takin' too long. 	
 	 	 	You got that old diaper pail on your side? 	
 	 	 	All right. You may not have had my attention back at the Core, but you sure as shit have it now. Time to give it up and tell me just who you are.	
 	 	 	Shit. I knew he was takin' too damn long. 	
 	 	 	Fine. I'll keep my end of the deal, but fair warning. If this backfires, I'll have my entire crew tear you apart. 	
 	 	 	Shit. Aldridge was one of the best, and the Scorched wiped out that whole team? 	
 	 	 	I wouldn't believe it... but he was late reportin' back. 	
 	 	 	Infected? Aldridge is... was many things. But a martyr? 	
 	 	 	You did what? I'm afraid that's unacceptable. You kill one of mine and then come waltzin' in here expectin' to leave? 	
 	 	 	Shit. You're right. I'm just repeatin' the same mistakes. 	
 	 	 	Okay, forget the raid. I'll get someone to call them home. You just work on that inoculation. 	
 	 	 	Don't make me regret this, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Yeah, so we might lose a couple people. So what? We got numbers. 	
 	 	 	You know what? You've sold me. I'm in. 	
 	 	 	Get to work on that inoculation. I'll call the raid to come back home. 	
 	 	 	Somethin' like a cure to the plague, is that it? 	
 	 	 	You're finally getting' hip. But you're still peddlin' that inoculation idea of theirs. 	
 	 	 	Oh please. They would have just used us as meat shields while they sat back to "figure things out." 	
 	 	 	We would've been dyin' while they worked on that imaginary inoculation of theirs. 	
 	 	 	You're giving me a headache, Seven-Six. But yeah... somethin' like that. 	
 	 	 	That inoculation idea was just a way to get us to march to their tune. Wasn't anything more than that. 	
 	 	 	That just sounds like a sack of rules to get people to do what you want. That's not a party I want an invite to. 	
 	 	 	You're full of crap. Just like that inoculation idea of theirs. 	
 	 	 	Ain't that the truth. That's what made it so stupid. Like target signs on their damn backs saying "Hey! Come and get it!" 	
 	 	 	Idiots. And that inoculation idea of theirs was just one big lie, dig? 	
 	 	 	Up north a ways, closer to The Crater. Ain't gonna let any of those things linger too long near our base. 	
 	 	 	What are you talkin' about? 	
 	 	 	I already made a decision. You're askin' me to change it. 	
 	 	 	Look, I don't trust anyone, but I especially don't trust anyone who says they're just "here to help." 	
 	 	 	I know enough about people to know they've all got an agenda, and for most, that's looking out for number one... themselves. 	
 	 	 	Least with my crew we're straight about it. No one here came with me based on false promises. 	
 	 	 	They're here 'cause I'm their best bet at staying alive, and once that ain't true, they'll either bail on me... or turn... and I'll be ready. 	
 	 	 	Oh I know all about the Scorched. Got my own plans. Like wipin' 'em out. 	
 	 	 	Why don't you take a look yourself? Got a raid goin' down right now that can show you how it's done. 	
 	 	 	As much as I hate to believe it, you're right. And besides, we made a deal. 	
 	 	 	I'll make the announcement. You hold up your end of the bargain. Be seein' you real soon, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Inoculation? That's just some bullshit the Responders made up to sucker the weak out of their supplies. 	
 	 	 	Didn't fall for it then. Sure as shit ain't fallin' for it now. 	
 	 	 	Oh, I'll take that bet. You'll see. We're back, and we ain't gonna let anyone stand in our way. 	
 	 	 	Head out to their location and find Aldridge. Tell him I sent you. 	
 	 	 	Once you got it all wrapped up, head back to our base. 	
 	 	 	It's The Crater, built out of that old space station. Believe me. You can't miss it. 	
 	 	 	These people been followin' me for a long time. I knew the risks comin' back here, but we find that trove? We're set. 	
 	 	 	I can't afford to let 'em down. Not after we've come this far. 	
 	 	 	Come back when you can handle the conversation. 	Player is exiting conversation prematurely. Condescending.
 	 	 	I ain't got no respect for someone who can't finish what they started. 	Player is exiting conversation prematurely. Condescending.
 	 	 	And to think you're the one that called me. 	Player is exiting conversation prematurely. Condescending.
 	 	 	You gotta be kiddin' me. 	Player is exiting conversation prematurely. Condescending.
 	 	 	I think we both know you'll be back. 	Player is exiting conversation prematurely. Condescending.
 	 	 	You really need to finish what you start, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Maybe. But lettin' some stranger medicate my crew ain't exactly a level of trust I want to hand out. 	
 	 	 	Besides. I got my own plan. Kill 'em all. 	
 	 	 	Got a raid against a group of Scorched goin' on right now. We put 'em down faster than they can crop up. 	
 	 	 	Why don't you head over and see for yourself? 	
 	 	 	Efficacy, huh? Maybe you do know what you're talking about, but... I don't know. 	
 	 	 	I got my own straight line solution. Kill 'em all. 	
 	 	 	Got a raid against a group of Scorched going down right now. 	
 	 	 	Why don't you head on over and see a real plan in action? 	
 	 	 	Think I'm gonna take a guilt trip about killin'? Oh, Daddy-O, you really have been in the dark, haven't you? 	
 	 	 	Yeah, I kill people. And you know what? I sleep like a baby afterwards 'cause that means less assholes to worry about. 	
 	 	 	Death is the ultimate end of an argument. You better get wise to that. 	
 	 	 	We left to survive, and if you hadn't noticed, it was the right choice. 	
 	 	 	You can't just claim everything for yourselves just 'cause we stepped out. 	
 	 	 	Yeah, Margie was into all that "live and let live" talk. Hate to break it to you, but she ain't in charge now. I am. 	
 	 	 	You don't get to talk to me about that. We lost everything to that disease while you were all sittin' pretty underground. 	
 	 	 	They teach how to look down on people in those Vault classes? While you were stuffin' your face with years worth of supplies? 	
 	 	 	Only one thing keeps you alive out here, Seven-Six. Take, or get taken. 	
 	 	 	David's trophy, eh? He must be dead or turned tail if you've managed to get your hands on it. 	
 	 	 	David's trophy, eh? He really must be dead if you managed to get your hands on it. 	
 	 	 	Bullshit. I'm only here for David. If that bastard survived, I want to see him. Now where is he? 	
 	 	 	If you are, well then this conversation's over. Because you're trespassing, and we don't take kindly to criminals. 	
 	 	 	Holy shit a vault dweller? Even better. You come scurrying out of your little cubby hole and think you can start makin' demands. Think again. 	
 	 	 	I take it this means you recognize me as leader around here. Smart. Looks like you got yourself a brain after all. 	
 	 	 	Seein' as how I'm feelin' generous, I'll spare you a minute to tell me what you want before I get back to retakin' Appalachia. 	
 	 	 	Hah, you killed David? So what is this? A challenge? Am I supposed to be scared? 	Emphasis on "you." She's not impressed.
 	 	 	Who the hell are you anyway? One of those damn settlers, thinks they own the place? 	
 	 	 	Hah, you killed David? So what is this? A challenge? Am I supposed to be scared? 	Emphasis on "you." She's not impressed.
 	 	 	Who the hell are you anyway? Don't think I don't remember you from the Core. You better not be one of those damn settlers. 	
 	 	 	Maybe you should get a move on. 	
 	 	 	Pretty sure you got somewhere to be. 	
 	 	 	You hold off much longer, there ain't gonna be any Scorched left. 	
 	 	 	Are you really showing your face here with no results? You better a move on before I have my crew show you the door. 	
 	 	 	Don't make me regret this, Seven-Six. You're really trying my patience here. 	
 	 	 	You wanna call it quits, just say the word. I got plenty here that'd love a piece of you. 	
 	 	 	You think I'd trust you so fast when I didn't even trust the Responders? Seven-six, you best change your attitude. You're on my turf now. 	
 	 	 	Can't argue with that. And I s'pose if you really were out to kill us, there's easier ways then concocting some damn inoculation story. 	
 	 	 	Just like that, huh? Maybe I need to think on this a bit more. For all I know, you ain't even tellin' me the truth. 	
 	 	 	The truth, huh? Like those damn Responders? 	
 	 	 	Heh, if I didn't know you were a vault dweller, I'd take you for a regular mercenary. 	
 	 	 	Dammit, Seven-six. If I didn't know in my gut you were right, I'd kill you right here, right now. 	
 	 	 	You got yourself a real attitude problem. 	
 	 	 	Heh...If he was gonna turn into one of those things... You did right by him. 	
 	 	 	Just don't expect any thank you's out of me. 	
 	 	 	*sigh* Thought for sure Aldridge and his crew would've beat 'em. Never would've imagined they'd end up like one of those things. 	
 	 	 	Sure makes you wonder how many of these mindless burnouts used to run with us back in the day. 	
 	 	 	I ain't about to let anymore of my crew suffer that fate. 	
 	 	 	Excuse me? You got some fire in you, I'll give you that. 	
 	 	 	Heh, and maybe... maybe we might owe you that. 	
 	 	 	So, Seven-Six, what's this all about? 	
 	 	 	Heh, yeah. Let's get this done. 	
 	 	 	Just remember. You double cross me, I'll have my whole crew on you before you can blink. 	
 	 	 	And I guarantee your death will be so slow, you'll regret the day you ever left the safety of your precious Vault 76. 	
 	 	 	You pull through on this? I can rethink our relationship. But until then, you better watch yourself, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Look, Seven-Six, I don't like you much, and I sure as hell don't trust you. But I ain't interested in losing out to no Scorched. 	
 	 	 	So I'm willing to make an exception, based on you having done me a favor, ya dig? 	
 	 	 	Heh, and this inoculation of yours just happens to be one of them? I've heard better pitches from chems dealers with a shit product. 	
 	 	 	Heh, and you're the one that wanted to talk. 	Player is exiting conversation prematurely. Condescending.
 	 	 	Next time, wait until you can handle a conversation before you start one. 	Player is exiting conversation prematurely. Condescending.
 	 	 	You're tellin' me you worked with that babysittin' trash can and never once heard her broadcast? 	
 	 	 	She's only blastin' the news far and wide about some rumored treasure hidden up here in Appalachia. 	
 	 	 	Now this place is crawling with vultures tryin' to take what's ours, and I ain't about to let that happen. 	
 	 	 	I won't let my people down. Not after all we've been through. 	
==W05_MQR_203P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Welcome back, Seven-Six. I take it Johnny's on board? 	
 	 	 	Just for instance: I don't know if you've heard, but a little bird told me those Foundation folks are also looking to break into our vault. 	Heavily insinuating that the player does in fact know, because she knows that the player has been shopping this idea around.
 	 	 	All I'm sayin' is, be a real shame if someone I know were thinkin' the grass was greener over there. They might want to think a little harder.	She knows the player is working with the other faction, too, but is giving them an opportunity to correct their course.
 	 	 	So, you tell me when you're good and ready, and we'll get this party started. 	
 	 	 	Yeah. Working with Johnny can be complicated. He may let on that he likes you, but you may want to watch your back. 	
 	 	 	You got my blessing to hand his ass to him he gives you shit. As long as the job still gets done. 	
 	 	 	Yeah? Good. Johnny can be a pain in the ass if you're not in his good graces. You being tight with him will help this go smoothly. 	
 	 	 	Yeah, well, that's just Johnny. We put up with a lot of shit from him, but he gets results. 	
 	 	 	You think so? You've done all this shit to prepare and you just think you're ready? 	Taken aback by this. Emphasis on "think" both times.
 	 	 	No, Seven-Six. You better damn well be certain you're ready to go and tie up any loose ends before we head on out. 	Being stern with the player.
 	 	 	Ah well, maybe we find a way to talk him down some more before we finish raiding the vault. 	Moving on!
 	 	 	Yeah, I figured he'd want about that. Let me guess, he started higher and you talked him down? 	Disappointed, but she figured this would happen, so it's okay.
 	 	 	Fifty Percent? Shit, Seven-Six, Why would you agree to that? 	Shocked and kind of pissed.
 	 	 	Shit, we do need him, so it's too late now. Just know that we'll all be getting less 'cause of it. 	Disappointed in the player, but she knows this is necessary, so maybe she's just a little pissed at Johnny.
==W05_MQR_204P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Been hoping to run into you. Somethin' fishy's goin' on here. You know anything about where Lev is? 	Distrustful. She's not sure, but she suspects the player may have something to do with Lev. Basically, almost anyone could be a suspect.
 	 	 	What's the deal, Seven-Six? You get everything sorted out? 	A little impatient
 	 	 	So how about we all go break ourselves into a vault? 	She's ready and excited to get on with the job.
 	 	 	Assuming nothing else gets in our way, we'll meet you at the entrance, and crack that sucker wide open! 	
 	 	 	S'gonna be a good day, I can feel it! 	It's gonna be a good day!
 	 	 	Rookie mistake, Seven-Six, but I get where you're comin' from. 	Disappointed. She would have rather the player killed him.
 	 	 	Shoulda plugged a bullet in his brain so others know not to fuck with us like that. 	
 	 	 	Ah well. He ain't our problem anymore. 	
 	 	 	I know we got a different idea of murder than some of the other gangs, but that was the right call. 	
 	 	 	You gotta set examples sometimes. No one fucks with us and gets away with it. You done good, Seven-Six. 	Putting some emphasis on the fact that no one fucks with her crew
 	 	 	Man, I don't know. You did what you had to do. Fisher, he held this place together with that brilliant mind of his 	She's disappointed that Fisher turned on her.
 	 	 	Surge was a better shot than most, but she never respected me as a leader. Even though we lost our best lookout, I think we'll be OK. 	
 	 	 	And good riddance to the other traitors. Anyone who doesn't want to follow me, doesn't respect what I do for them, can take a hike. 	Getting mad talking about the people who deserted and turned against her.
 	 	 	Those that ain't dead by your hands are in for a rude awakening out there by themselves. 	
 	 	 	I knew he and I didn't always agree. But, I gave him food, shelter, all the supplies he needed, and he always got the job done. 	
 	 	 	I shoulda trusted my instincts more. I shoulda known there was more to how he treated people around here. 	
 	 	 	You can bet I'll do better about that now. 	
 	 	 	We take in all kinds, so there ain't no room for insubordinate, intolerant pieces of shit like that around here. 	
 	 	 	Say what? Sucker better have got what was comin' to him for that. 	Surprised, angry at the guy, and hoping that the player killed him.
 	 	 	At least we got who we need for the vault raid still. 	
 	 	 	I'm sure I'll hear all about it later. 	
 	 	 	I assume you had to kill Fisher and Surge too. Shit. They were both great assets to have on our side. 	She's disappointed in her crew for turning on her, but glad the player dealt with them.
 	 	 	It's a damn shame Lev sunk his teeth in 'em and turned 'em against us. 	
 	 	 	Creed's kind of a liar, but only up 'til a point. He's a major pushover. 	
 	 	 	If you put enough pressure on him, he'll always buckle and come clean with the truth. 	
 	 	 	Good kid. Seems to be pretty honest, unless he's protecting someone he cares about. 	
 	 	 	Then, he's got a reliable tendency to lie for them and be the fall guy. 	
 	 	 	I like Barb, but she's all about self-preservation. 	
 	 	 	She's quick to lie to save her own ass, but loves seeing someone else fall from grace. 	
 	 	 	She'll snitch if she knows someone else is guilty. 	
 	 	 	At least we got who we need for the vault raid still. 	
 	 	 	You've got my permission to deal with the mole as you see fit. 	
 	 	 	But, you better be damn sure they're a mole, and only after you get them to squeal about Lev. 	
 	 	 	Oh, and Seven-Six? If nothing turns up, check with the bartender, Molly. She sees and hears things. 	
 	 	 	She's reliable and trustworthy, but her talk may not come cheap, so I wouldn't go to her unless you need to. Good luck. 	
 	 	 	Lev and I don't always see eye-to-eye. Like, he kept on askin' why I gotta let all the "freaks" and "misfits" into the gang -- his words, not mine. 	
 	 	 	Seems his bigot panties get all in a twist because people are "different." Meanwhile, some of these "misfits" are the best people we got. 	
 	 	 	You take folks like Gail and Lou outta this operation, and we don't got no Vault heist, ya dig? There's value in embracing those differences. 	
 	 	 	Believe me, the irony ain't lost on me that he's taking some of my crew and running off, just like I did with the Diehards. 	
 	 	 	No damn doubt about it. Someone like Lev's not dumb enough to leave anything to chance. 	
 	 	 	I'm sure he left a mole behind to report our activities back to him. The question is, who? 	
 	 	 	Nah, too risky. We gotta play this cool, Seven-Six. Lev's a crafty sonuvabitch. 	
 	 	 	He's gonna expect a move like that from me. But you know what he ain't gonna expect? 	
 	 	 	You. One lone Seven-Sixer who don't play by the same rules. I know you got the skills. That's why I'm trusting you to do the huntin' yourself. 	
 	 	 	I'd bet dollars to doughnuts that Lev left some poor sap behind to keep an eye on us and report back if we made a move against him. 	
 	 	 	I done some digging. Seems like Creed, Axel, and Barb were each talkin' to Lev right before he left. I think it's one of them. 	
 	 	 	Problem is, they're all liars in their own ways. Maybe, if you go with the right approach, you can get somethin' out of them. 	
 	 	 	Now that I think of it, I haven't seen him, Fisher, Surge, or a buncha others either. 	Just realizing something bigger is wrong.
 	 	 	Guns and other supplies've gone missing too. I think we got ourselves some defectors. 	
 	 	 	Bastard did what? 	Now she's just pissed.
 	 	 	Hell, I wouldn't be askin' you if I knew. 	Taken offense, wondering if the player's just an idiot.
 	 	 	Man... If I knew that Barb was one-hundred percent the traitor, I wouldn't have covered for her. You believe me, right? 	
 	 	 	Yeah, I figured, on account of you killing her. 	Meg's pointing this out as if it were already completely obvious. She was in the same building when the player killed Barb.
 	 	 	Don't worry. I ain't mad, Seven-Six. I gave you permission to take care of the problem by any means necessary, and you did. 	Setting the player at ease. She told them earlier that they could deal with the traitor as they see fit.
 	 	 	Only way I'd be upset is if you killed her and I didn't say you could. 	There's an undercurrent of threat here to drive home the point that she sets the rules.
 	 	 	I can live with sending a not-so-subtle message to everyone else: There ain't no room for a traitor in our home, the Crater. 	The last bit is meant to rhyme. traitor -> Crater
 	 	 	I had a hunch it was her. She's been abnormally quiet lately. 	She's just putting the facts together that Barb was the mole.
 	 	 	It's fine, though. I ain't gonna even bring it up with her. But, I will let on enough so that she'll be sure to suspect that I know. 	
 	 	 	One of two things'll happen: She'll think I'm being merciful, and thank her lucky stars I didn't string her up outside with her guts hangin' out. 	
 	 	 	Or, the doubt'll eat at her just enough to make her too paranoid to try something like that again. Trust me, she'll keep on the straight and narrow.	She's feeling a little devious with this plan. She wants Barb to squirm.
==W05_MQR_205P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	That's what I said. I got your back in case anyone else gets any ideas like Lev did. I'll come find you when it's time.	
 	 	 	He said he's gotta make sure there's no structural weakness from the blast, or somethin' like that. 	
 	 	 	He's gonna stay behind and rig up support if we need it, so no one gets trapped inside. 	
 	 	 	She'll be fine. Remember, Gail doesn't go anywhere without that girl. She'll keep Ra-Ra safe. 	
 	 	 	'Sides, that kid's always surprising me with how resourceful she can be. Never know when she'll come in handy. 	
 	 	 	Ok, get to it, Seven-six. Make us rich! 	
 	 	 	No, I don't want you to do a damn thing. Just watch and tell me. 	
 	 	 	He's still a valuable asset, so I'm the one who decides what to do with him. 	
 	 	 	Thanks. You good otherwise? 	
 	 	 	With Johnny askin' for such a big cut, I want you to keep an eye on him. 	
 	 	 	You let me know if he doesn't pull his weight. If he wants to keep his value, he's gotta earn it. 	Emphasize "he's gotta earn it."
 	 	 	I gotta stay here and guard your butts 'til I'm confident we're in the clear, but I got an important request for you. 	
 	 	 	Seven-Six, can I talk with you real quick? 	Said in a concerned voice. She's not upset with the player. She just doesn't want Johnny to hear, as he's heading off.
 	 	 	Fine, yeah. You three go on ahead and take care of security. 	Recomposing herself after getting interrupted, and setting things straight.
 	 	 	Gail, you're responsible for keepin' Ra-Ra safe. 	
 	 	 	Damn, Lou. Good shit. That was the cleanest break yet. Alright, Johnny, Gail, you two... 	Impressed with the spectacle of the vault door being blown away. She gets interrupted by Ra-Ra at the end.
 	 	 	Gail's right. Let's get a move on. Just give Lou the word when you're good to go, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	I'll tell you when you're older. 	Shutting down the conversation with Ra-Ra quick. She doesn't think a child needs to know what goes on between her and Johnny.
 	 	 	'Cept when you ain't. 	Friendly ribbing. Implying there's a history between the two here.
 	 	 	Alright, everyone's here. Y'all ready to rock this joint? 	Excited to start the vault heist.
 	 	 	Hey! Seven-Six! I really need to speak with you before you go runnin' off. 	Shouting after the player, who ran off without talking to her. Annoyed the player didn't listen to her, but she's trying to be civil about it.
 	 	 	Excuse me? You'd better not be disrespecting! Get the hell back here! That is an order, Seven-Six! 	Very annoyed that the player is disrespecting her orders. Emphasize: "Excuse," "better," "hell," "order."
 	 	 	You better be. 	Annoyed, since the player didn't listen to her the first time.
 	 	 	Let's get a move-on Seven-Six. That gold ain't gonna steal itself. 	
 	 	 	I'm puttin' a lotta trust in you, Seven-Six. Don't you go failing me now. 	
 	 	 	Just give Lou the word when you're ready. 	
 	 	 	It's all led to this, Seven-Six. Let's hope your information is good and this ain't all for nothing. 	
==W05_DialogueRaidersCrater_Interior==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Get the hell outta my face. 	Mean and menacing. Hostile reputation. Hates the player.
 	 	 	Who the...? You better fuck off to where you came from. 	Mean and menacing. Hostile reputation. Hates the player.
 	 	 	You don't belong here. 	Mean and menacing. Hostile reputation. Hates the player.
 	 	 	You lost? 	Condescending. Doesn't know the player yet.
 	 	 	I don't take kindly to trespassers. You better show yourself the door. 	Condescending. Doesn't know the player yet.
 	 	 	Who the hell let you in? 	Condescending. Doesn't know the player yet. Emphasis and disgust on the word "you."
 	 	 	Your Overseer came through on the wide distribution over here. Guess we'll hold off on raidin' that old Nuka plant... for now. 	"for now" said with a wink.
 	 	 	If I hear any complaints on that Nuka, I'm sendin' 'em your way. 	
 	 	 	That little concoction of yours better do the trick. If any of my people turn Scorched after this, I'll be gunnin' for you. 	Friendly threat.
 	 	 	Appalachia belongs to us, and there ain't nobody that can prove me wrong. 	
 	 	 	You want somethin'? You take it. It's the only way to live. 	
 	 	 	I hope you're seein' things our way, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Heh. I was wonderin' when you'd work up the nerve to show your face 'round here, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Well, if it ain't my favorite vault dweller. Still ridin' that high from pullin' off that job? 	
 	 	 	Great. Thanks to that damn broadcast, we got all the rats crawlin' out of the woodwork. 	Considers the player one of the "rats".
 	 	 	What the hell do you want this time? 	
 	 	 	Are you seriously back? 	
 	 	 	This better be quick. 	
 	 	 	Ain't anyone ever tell you looks can be deceivin'? 	
 	 	 	Now don't be getting' ahead of yourself, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Heh. I expected a little more enthusiasm after all that work you put into it. 	
 	 	 	You stick with us, and there's nowhere to go but up. Can't say the same for them Foundation squares. 	
 	 	 	But I do know, you stick with them, you better watch your back. 	
 	 	 	I sent the word out so everyone knows you made good on your deal. You shouldn't have to watch your back... as much. 	
 	 	 	Stick with us, and I'm sure it won't be long 'til we're all high-fives and handshakes. 	
 	 	 	So stay hip, and see you around, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Not that you know of. People will tell you any old story these day to get what they want. 	
 	 	 	You want to think they so much better than us, that's your choice, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Make this place a home. As I'm sure you can tell, the people I run with ain't all good apples. 	
 	 	 	I gotta do what I can to keep 'em on the right path. Them Blood Eagles out there? They're the real bad news. 	
 	 	 	Well, go on then. Keep livin' in that little bubble of yours. 	
 	 	 	Once you learn life ain't so clean cut, maybe you'll start to see things our way. 	
 	 	 	That's the way, Seven-Six. I like your style. 	
 	 	 	I'm responsible for these people, and I can't have any more of them dyin' or gone missin' on my watch. 	
 	 	 	Just gotta keep 'em on the right path. 	
 	 	 	Relationships 'round here are... complicated, Seven-Six. You either get wise, or get the hell out. 	
 	 	 	For the right price? I don't put it past him. Much as I took a shine to Johnny, you learn pretty fast not to drop your guard 'round him. 	
 	 	 	Just jobs over time. We came to know him as a man who gets things done, and he came to know us as people who always pay up. 	
 	 	 	A symbiotic relationship, if you know what I mean. Course, that doesn't mean we gotta like each other all the time. 	
 	 	 	I ain't gonna argue, and I can say that's why most of us are here to begin with. 	
 	 	 	Survival is a natural instinct, Seven-Six, and the people here will do just about anything to survive. 	
 	 	 	That's why we never fully trust anyone 'round here. 	
 	 	 	His loss is gonna be a hard one, but we'll manage. Just don't want to lose any others. 	
 	 	 	You made a promise to Lou? You made a deal with us over Vault 79 in case you've forgotten. 	
 	 	 	Didn't see you lose any sleep over breakin' that one. 	
 	 	 	The hell you couldn't. I been checkin' up on him on the regular since you found him holed up in that cave. 	
 	 	 	The man needed to stop pushin' us away and let us help him rather than clam up even more and let someone off him. 	
 	 	 	Y'all ain't got no history, so I don't put too much blame on you, but you shoulda come to me, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Lou may still be here if you could look beyond your damn promise and see that man needed help from people that cared. 	
 	 	 	We came across Lou 'bout the same time we ran into Lev, Fisher, and some others. 	
 	 	 	He was threatenin' to blow a bridge we were crossin' 'less we paid a "tax." Pretty smart if you ask me. 	
 	 	 	We paid him, thinkin' we'll just take it back later, but it was Fisher who saw the real potential. 	
 	 	 	We got him to join up after that. 	
 	 	 	I can't say any of us knew for a fact Lou weren't gonna turn and take someone out, but I also don't think most us cared. 	
 	 	 	We got bigger threats to worry about, like them damned Scorched, and Lou's expertise helped keep us safe. 	
 	 	 	Sure some people talk and make jokes, but they got fears and gotta deal with 'em somehow. 	
 	 	 	If you looked like that outlived everyone you ever cared about or knew, how'd you feel? 	
 	 	 	Sure Lou was one crotchety old man, but he was our crotchety old man. 	
 	 	 	We ain't bad people, Seven-Six. Ain't my fault if you can't see that. Besides, I don't give a shit about what you believe or don't. 	
 	 	 	Heh. I'd say that's a bit personal for the likes of you. Maybe once you've worked your way off my shit list, we can talk. 	
 	 	 	Johnny Weston was one of a kind. That man could talk his way in or out of just about anything. 	
 	 	 	This ain't to say he wasn't a major thorn in my side at times. The man was a real pain in the ass when it came to negotiations. 	
 	 	 	I can't vouch that Johnny was truly loyal or cared about anyone but himself, but the man came through for us more times than I can count. 	
 	 	 	Losing both Lou and Johnny is gonna take its toll. 'Specially since we coulda helped Lou... but someone took that choice away. 	Stress on the word "someone" because she means the player.
 	 	 	Losing Lou is a real bad deal. You shoulda come to me on that one Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	I know it's what Lou wanted, but I can't say I approve. 	
 	 	 	Losing Johnny is really gonna take a toll. 	
 	 	 	I think I'll be keepin' that to myself for now. I ain't quite in the mood for sharin' with someone who don't know what side they on. 	
 	 	 	Lou had the biggest heart of 'em all. So big, he couldn't let his fear of harmin' us go. 	
 	 	 	He was almost like a father, hell a grandfather, at his age. He and Munch could really go at it sometimes, too. 	
 	 	 	Losin' people ain't nothin' new. You just feel the loss of some more than others. 	
 	 	 	And that's why you're still among us, Seven-Six. We may take in all types here, but I especially love it when I see potential. 	
 	 	 	And you've definitely got that spark, which is why I ain't riskin' you as an enemy. 	
 	 	 	Can't have them fools over at Foundation get the upper hand. 	
 	 	 	They spendin' all their time lookin' down their noses at us like we're the real enemy, when all we're tryin' to do is make a livin'. 	
 	 	 	Heh, after that little stunt you pulled? You got a lot of makin' up to do, but my crew will put you to work. 	
 	 	 	You're damn right I do. This ain't the world it used to be, Seven-Six. Things change, people change. Adapt or die, ya dig? 	
 	 	 	But we get a few bad apples? People like Lev? And we slowly start turning into them. 	
 	 	 	That's one bleak future, and if people gotta "disappear" so I can maintain that path, so be it. 	
 	 	 	Heard they originated from some old biker gang, but they ain't nobody's friend. 	
 	 	 	You want a group to be worried about? There's your thugs and murderers. 	
 	 	 	Believe it or not, I still got this crew to take care of. Makin' an enemy outta you ain't high on my list. 	
 	 	 	Losin' people ain't nothin' new for us, but I won't risk lives needlessly. 	
 	 	 	People out there like them settlers at Foundation? They like to believe we're heartless. Probably helps 'em sleep at night. 	
 	 	 	Believe it or not, I still got this crew to take care of. Makin' an enemy outta you ain't high on my list. 	
 	 	 	Someone with your skills? You're damn right. 	
 	 	 	I won't argue with that, and yeah, we all knew it was a possibility. 	
 	 	 	It's your choice, Seven-Six. I don't force anyone 'round here to do nothin' they don't want to. 	
 	 	 	I had quite a mess on my hands after that little stunt you pulled. 	
 	 	 	My crew's calm, for now, but you got a lot of work to do if you aim to get back in our good graces. 	
 	 	 	I knew it! Wren said anyone who didn't like Bunnabun wasn't worth my time and called them names I'm not allowed to say yet. 	
 	 	 	That's how I knew Lev was a butt-face and Lou was my friend. 	
 	 	 	Don't forget. Appalachia belongs to us. 	Slightly threatening.
 	 	 	You mean what do I think of a bunch of trespassers livin' off our land? 	
 	 	 	For now, they're just easy pickings. They can build their little town and do all the hard work while we shake 'em down every chance we get.	
 	 	 	Going on too many years now. And I didn't bring 'em back here for nothin'. You want to underestimate us, you take your shot. 	Her first statement is her answering "yes." Slightly threatening.
 	 	 	If there really is a trove of unimaginable anything here, it belongs to us. 	When she says "Trove of unimaginable anything" she's slightly quoting Rose in the broadcast who promised a "Trove of unimaginable stuff."
 	 	 	We're the one's gonna benefit off it. Not some parasites who never fought for this place. 	Determined.
 	 	 	We may have checked out for a bit, but that don't mean we're down to share. 	Slightly threatening.
 	 	 	You bet your ass I am. Anyone that ain't one of us is just a rat, feedin' off our scraps. 	Rude.
 	 	 	We come back to Appalachia, and we're neck deep in these so-called settlers. Not to mention cultists, bloodthirsty bandits, you name it. 	
 	 	 	For real? Tell me you ain't heard that garbage bot of a Miss Nanny broadcastin' far and wide about some trove hidden in Appalachia. 	Doesn't believe the player hasn't heard about the treasure.
 	 	 	Heh. More like "thorn in my side." 	Can't stand Rose.
 	 	 	Thanks to you, we now have the resources to take it easy a bit. Focus our efforts on safety, do a little celebratin'. 	
 	 	 	These people are well overdue for a morale boost, 'specially due to the recent losses. 	
 	 	 	Short story, it's all about survival. 	
 	 	 	Lot's of people out there that got left behind, just like we did back in the day. 	
 	 	 	It's amazin' how people's view of each other changes once there ain't no structure left in the world. 	
 	 	 	People like Lou, Gail, and Ra-Ra? No one wants to take a chance on them, so we take them in. 	
 	 	 	Don't want to tell me? Fine. It's your business anyway. 	
 	 	 	Pierce is in the War Room behind Ae-Ri's shop. 	
 	 	 	Oh, really? And what would that be? 	
 	 	 	The Brotherhood may be organized, but we've got passion. We ain't ever giving up. 	
 	 	 	Now I don't want to hear any chicken-shitted criticism from you ever again. 	
 	 	 	Pierce is in charge of our fight against the Brotherhood of Steel. And he's doing a damn good job of it. 	
 	 	 	I'm disappointed you would say that, Seven-Six. Especially after working side-by-side with some of our best. 	
 	 	 	And who are you to say anything about it? 	
 	 	 	Don't you and your overall-wearing buddies get too comfortable. 	
 	 	 	Just 'cause the Brotherhood poses a bigger threat at the moment, don't mean we're fine with you settling on our land. 	
 	 	 	We'll come for you next. 	
 	 	 	Heh. Yeah, he is. I wasn't sure at first if I should trust him with the responsibility of that fight. 	
 	 	 	But the boy's got a silver tongue. Next time I looked, he already had people rallying. 	
 	 	 	And I ain't one to stop my people from following what they believe in. 	
 	 	 	You're what? You've got some damn nerve walking in here and admitting that. 	
 	 	 	I'll let Pierce deal with you. Might be a good story to hear later. 	
 	 	 	He's in the War Room. It's just behind Ae-Ri's shop. 	
 	 	 	You're what? I thought you were running with us, Seven-Six. And we don't get along with the Brotherhood. 	
 	 	 	Considering what you did for us, I'd hate for things to get violent. But the moment you threaten my people, you become an enemy. 	
 	 	 	I'll let Pierce deal with you for now. Don't worry, he's got a policy: no blood spilled in the War Room. 	
 	 	 	It's right out behind Ae-Ri's shop. 	
 	 	 	Catch you later, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Thoughts? What I got for them are bullets. 	
 	 	 	Luckily I got some folks who are real passionate about taking those bucketheads down. 	
 	 	 	You wanna know more, you talk to Pierce over in the War Room. It's behind Ae-Ri's shop. 	
 	 	 	Just don't get in the way. You'll regret it. 	
 	 	 	Did you? So, what'd you think? 	
 	 	 	Oh, yeah? And why should I care? 	
 	 	 	Sure do. What interest do you have with him? 	
 	 	 	If it doesn't matter to Crater, it doesn't matter to me. 	
==W05_MQA_206P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Hey, Seven-Six. You really pulled it off. See, I knew I just had to have a little faith in you. 	Impressed. The player pulled off the vault heist and kept their end of the bargain.
 	 	 	We had ourselves an agreement, Seven-Six. I expect you to honor it. 	
 	 	 	You know, I should be pissed with you. I should shoot you dead where you stand. 	Meg is pissed. The player either took all the gold for themselves, or ended up splitting Meg's share with the other faction.
 	 	 	But here's the thing. You also saved a little girl, stopped Lou from killin' himself, and done other good things for us. 	The player either took all the gold for themselves, or ended up splitting Meg's share with the other faction. But Meg acknowledges the good thing too
 	 	 	So, I'm willing to let you live, and even continue to deal with Crater, despite what you did. 	The player either took all the gold for themselves, or ended up splitting Meg's share with the other faction. But Meg acknowledges the good thing too
 	 	 	But know this, Seven-Six: I've got a spike with your name on it right out front of the core in case you pull something like this again, ya dig? 	The player either took all the gold for themselves, or ended up splitting Meg's share with the other faction. But Meg acknowledges the good thing too
 	 	 	As my old man woulda said, I admire your chutzpah. But you better watch you back out there. Thanks for nothin', Seven-six. 	She's pissed. The player kept all the gold for themselves.
 	 	 	You realize we're just gonna have to steal that gold back from Foundation now, so think about that. I'm outta here. 	
 	 	 	All right, time to haul the gold back to Crater and put it somewhere safe. 	
 	 	 	You're really gonna play me like that? 	She's pissed. The player kept all the gold for themselves.
 	 	 	You're pulling my damn leg, Seven-Six. This wasn't part of our deal. 	
 	 	 	Oh, you're serious, ain't you. Well, screw you, too. 	
 	 	 	You done good, Seven-Six. We'll be sitting pretty for a while. 	
 	 	 	Thanks, Seven-Six. I'll have to ask Johnny later why you're being so generous to him. 	
 	 	 	Thanks, Seven-Six. I'll have to ask Johnny what you did to make him feel extra generous. 	
 	 	 	So you fucking killed him? I thought I made it pretty damn clear that you were to let me work things out with him, Seven-Six. 	She's super pissed.
 	 	 	Well, problem solved. I hope you're real fucking happy. Shit... 	Still extremely pissed. She's being very sarcastic here.
 	 	 	Shit, Seven-Six... I knew Johnny could be greedy, but I never thought he'd go to those lengths. 	
 	 	 	I can't blame you for doing what you had to do. 	
 	 	 	Shit, Seven-Six. I'm sorry to hear that. I never took Johnny for the hero type, but he was always full of surprises. 	She lost a good friend.
 	 	 	I'm not sure losing him is worth getting back his share of the gold. 	
 	 	 	Wait wait, hold up. Where the hell is Johnny? 	
 	 	 	Name's Meg. I run the Crater. And this is my crew. 	
 	 	 	I know y'all weren't gonna start this party without me. Ain't that right, Seven-Six? 	Said with an air of authority.
 	 	 	We're what's left of the Secret Service. 	
 	 	 	As part of the Treasury Department, we look after the nation's currency, as well as protecting it's leaders. 	
 	 	 	When it looked like everything was going sideways, the government ordered all the gold reserves moved to Vault 79. 	
 	 	 	We were put here to protect it. From people like you to be honest. 	
 	 	 	Look, you may think you got a good reason not to trust a bunch of bloodthirsty outlaws. I get it, Seven-Six. 	Meg is pissed. The player didn't follow through on their deal with her, but she still acknowledges that the player helper her with other problems.
 	 	 	But that ain't how deals work. You don't get to decide not to follow through, not without serious consequences. 	Meg is pissed. The player didn't follow through on their deal with her, but she still acknowledges that the player helper her with other problems.
 	 	 	You better watch your back around Crater, is what I'm saying. You keep down this path, and all the good you did for us won't matter for shit. 	Meg is pissed. The player didn't follow through on their deal with her, but she still acknowledges that the player helper her with other problems.
 	 	 	To hell with your Pioneer Scout do-good bullshit. You and I had a deal, and that deal didn't involve those trespassing freeloaders. 	Meg is pissed. The player gave half of her gold to the other faction, but she still acknowledges that the player helper her with other problems.
 	 	 	We put in all the work for this job. Now we gotta put in more work to steal what's rightfully ours back from them. 	Meg is pissed. The player gave half of her gold to the other faction, but she still acknowledges that the player helper her with other problems.
 	 	 	You're lucky you helped us with Ra-Ra, Lou, and other stuff, because I'd be telling my people to hunt down your ass, too. 	Meg is pissed. The player gave half of her gold to the other faction, but she still acknowledges that the player helper her with other problems.
 	 	 	All I'm sayin' is you better be prepared to put in some work if you want to be respected around Crater again, ya dig? 	Meg is pissed. The player gave half of her gold to the other faction, but she still acknowledges that the player helper her with other problems.
 	 	 	Sure, go ahead. Keep acting smug. Keep taunting me. Push me too far, and maybe I'll forget about all the good stuff you've done for us. 	Meg's pissed. The player kept all the gold for themselves. But, Meg acknowledges that the player helped with other problems.
 	 	 	One thing's for sure, you keep going down this path, and you may never be welcome in Crater again. 	Meg's pissed. The player kept all the gold for themselves. But, Meg acknowledges that the player helped with other problems.
 	 	 	Now, I'm finishing this conversation before you say something you can't come back from. 	Meg's pissed. The player kept all the gold for themselves. But, Meg acknowledges that the player helped with other problems.
 	 	 	Yeah. That you did. But you forgot one thing: who you're dealing with here. 	Meg is pissed. The player kept all the gold for themselves. But, she acknowledges that the player did help her with other problems.
 	 	 	I'm a woman of my word, Seven-Six. Sure, we may kill people and take their stuff. It's a harsh world and all that. 	Meg is pissed. The player kept all the gold for themselves. But, she acknowledges that the player did help her with other problems.
 	 	 	But, we take care of our own, we listen to reason, and we stick by our word. That's what sets us apart from scum like the Blood Eagles. 	Meg is pissed. The player kept all the gold for themselves. But, she acknowledges that the player did help her with other problems.
 	 	 	On that note, I told my people you were welcome on account of all the good you did for us. So, I suggest you don't make me change my mind, ya dig? 	Meg is pissed. The player kept all the gold for themselves. But, she acknowledges that the player did help her with other problems.
 	 	 	Well, I'm sure I'll be seein' y'all around. Good luck with everything, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	Well, you got time to figure it all out. 	
 	 	 	Word of advice though, don't sit on it too long. Word's gonna spread that got your own stash of gold, and you don't got an army like I do. 	
 	 	 	You better be prepared to keep it safe from other greedy, opportunistic Wastelanders out there. 	
 	 	 	Alright, I get you. You don't have to tell me. I'm sure you got good reasons. 	
 	 	 	Just do me a solid. Don't do anything that would get in the way of my own plans, ya dig? 	
 	 	 	Hey, I ain't gonna judge you for that! You do your own thing. I dig it. 	Amused, but she can't argue with the logic!
 	 	 	Smart move. I bet these folks here have loads of the stuff laying around they'd be willing to part with in exchange for some of their own gold. 	
 	 	 	Hell, we may even have some good stuff back at Crater we'd be willing to trade for. 	Just don't get any dumb ideas about how to use your power. I'd hate for us to become rivals, if you catch my drift.
 	 	 	Hah! That's a good one! The America I knew was never worth fighting for, if you ask me. I'm glad the establishment got all blown to hell. 	Amused. She never saw opportunities for power in the old world.
 	 	 	But hey, you're giving me an idea now. Maybe we beat your friend to it and establish our own currency first. Then, everyone will have to bow to us.	Amused. She never saw opportunities for power in the old world.
 	 	 	Haha, that'd be something, wouldn't it? 	Amused. She never saw opportunities for power in the old world.
 	 	 	Hey now, don't you be a stranger around Crater, y'hear? I'm sure your particular set of skills could come in handy. 	The player's about to leave after successfully raiding the vault.
 	 	 	Never know when our interests will align like this again. 	The player's about to leave after successfully raiding the vault.
 	 	 	Speaking of... I never did ask you what your interest in the gold was all about. You wanna dish? 	The player's about to leave after successfully raiding the vault.
 	 	 	Damn. I can't say that's surprising. I don't think there's a more appropriate way for that man to have bit the dust. 	Coming to terms with Johnny's death, but realizing that it was entirely preventable if he didn't let his ego get the best of him.
 	 	 	Doesn't make the news any easier to bear though. It's a real shame. Let that be a lesson though, having a big head can get you killed. 	Saddened by Johnny's death, but looking for something to take out of it.
 	 	 	I'm glad he died a hero, like you said. But, I wish he were still here, Seven-Six. He woulda really liked to see all this gold. I'm gonna miss him.	The player lied to Meg earlier to save Johnny's reputation (he had actually betrayed the player, and was killed by them) She's saddened by the news.
 	 	 	I ain't happy to learn Johnny tried to betray you. I wish he hadn't let greed get the best of him, because then he'd still be here. 	She's saddened by the news, but even more disappointed to learn that her friend tried to betray the player.
 	 	 	It's gonna take some time for it to really hit me. He's gone, and he may have been playing' us all. There's a lot to process, but I'll deal. 	She's saddened by the news, but even more disappointed to learn that her friend tried to betray the player.
 	 	 	And it's your fault, for playin' judge, jury, and executioner. I wanted you to keep an eye on him, not kill him! 	She's saddened by the news, but even more mad at the player for going over her head. She wanted to deal with Johnny, not have the player kill him.
 	 	 	I wanted you to do that, because I got other ways to deal with his greed that you don't. 	She's saddened by the news, but even more mad at the player for going over her head. She wanted to deal with Johnny, not have the player kill him.
 	 	 	But you went and took that, and him, from me. I'll get over it, but it's gonna take some time and effort on your part for me to trust you again. 	She's saddened by the news, but even more mad at the player for going over her head. She wanted to deal with Johnny, not have the player kill him.
 	 	 	Somehow I always knew that his own ego would be his downfall, but I didn't think it'd go down like that. 	She's saddened by the news. She knew Johnny had a problem, and maybe feels a little guilty for not doing more to help him in the past.
 	 	 	I probably should have been more careful not to feed it. Maybe he'd still be around. I don't know. 	She's saddened by the news. She knew Johnny had a problem, and maybe feels a little guilty for not doing more to help him in the past.
 	 	 	At least we can all learn from it: don't let your head get too big for your own good. 	She's saddened by the news. She knew Johnny had a problem, and maybe feels a little guilty for not doing more to help him in the past.
 	 	 	Now, we take the gold back to Crater and stash it away somewhere safe until we find a use for it. 	
 	 	 	The rest of the plan's the same as it was. Grow our settlement, assert our dominance in the Wasteland, and kill anyone who threatens us. 	
 	 	 	The gold's just a means to that end, one that's gonna make our lives a whole hell of a lot easier. 	
 	 	 	We just got a butt-load of gold, and everyone made it out of that ordeal alive. I couldn't ask for better results! 	Pleased. The player made her rich, and everyone's alive.
 	 	 	I had my doubts about you at first, Seven-Six, but my gut told me to follow through with you. Glad I did. 	Pleased. the player made her rich, and everyone's alive.
 	 	 	I should be happier about getting a butt-load of gold, but I can't stop thinking about Johnny. 	She's conflicted because the job was a success and she's now rich, but she lost a dear friend.
 	 	 	Gold used to mean everything. I'm placing my bets that it still does to some people. The world ran on gold. 	
 	 	 	With gold comes respect, and with respect comes power. We can use it to influence a lot people out there. 	
 	 	 	Worst case, we can trade for some high tech weapons, and finally stop using home-made crap that breaks all the time. 	
 	 	 	One way or another, we're gonna rule the Wasteland. 	
==HolotapeQuest_MTN==
(Concerns with Margie)
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Ah well. Guess all we can do is keep on keepin' on, ya dig? 	Big sigh along with "ah well"
 	 	 	And honestly, it still beats hangin' with any of the other gangs. That deal we've got with the Palace is pretty sweet. All told, we got it good. 	Maybe it's not all so bad.
 	 	 	Only reason we don't up and mutiny her ass is because she's got that piece of the key for the cache, and a few loyalists to protect her. 	
 	 	 	Margie'd be pissed, but she ain't out there like the rest of us. So, to heck with her. 	
 	 	 	She don't know it yet, but a lot of us've been firin' first anyway, so's to save our skins. 	
 	 	 	I keep tellin' Margie we're losin' people out there because we're told not to fire first, and it ain't getting' any easier. 	
 	 	 	But you know, we got to eat, and so do they. Wavin' a gun around used to scare 'em, but now they got nothin' to lose, so they wave one right back.	
 	 	 	Some of these people are just tryin' to make it, like anyone else after the bombs. I don't want to kill 'em if they don't give up their stuff. 	
 	 	 	I mean, yeah, I get it, but, damn girl! This is life and death out there! 	She's got to get this off her chest. Emphasize "life and death"
 	 	 	You know, we're all tryin' our best here, but this whole idea of being a Raider without killing is way harder than it sounds. 	He's got to get this off his chest.
 	 	 	Meg here. I've gotta say something before it's too late. I think ol' Margie's off her rocker, man. 	Upset and a little confused. Definitely concerned.
==W05_MQ_101P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	You takin' your sweet time with that inoculation? 	
 	 	 	Hope you're here with a delivery, Seven-Six. Patience ain't exactly my strong suit. 	
 	 	 	Still waiting on you for that inoculation, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	I'll have my people hand these out, but we'll be expectin' more. 	Slightly threatening tone at the end.
 	 	 	You bettin' your life on this one, Seven-Six? 'Cause that's how you'll pay if this shit don't work. 	
 	 	 	You followed through. I dig it. Lookin' forward to seein' you around, Seven-Six. 	Player delivered the inoculation.
 	 	 	Nuka-Cola's scientists were trying chemical substitutions to make new flavors. That's how we're going to trick it into making the inoculation.	with the player at the Cola Plant's flavor lab
 	 	 	We just need to figure out how to mix soda ingredients to produce human antibodies. Easy, right? 	
 	 	 	Fine. Whatever. Shove a bottle of anything under the nose of my crew, they'll drink up. 	
 	 	 	Well, we've come this far down the crazy road. Might as well go all the way... 	
 	 	 	Heh, ain't that a line. All right. If you're serious, then I'm down. 	Amused at the player's "bullshit" line. She knows they're just saying that and it's probably not true.
 	 	 	Clearly. And you can spare me the details. Wouldn't want to hurt that brain of yours trying to use all the fancy words. 	"Clearly" is sarcastic and a bit demeaning since the player is using big words to describe something simple. Meg isn't stupid. She gets it.
 	 	 	I'll make sure it gets distributed. Looks like you're off the hook, Seven-Six. See ya around. 	Casual
 	 	 	For somethin' you were s'posed to do for free? Be lucky I was feelin' generous. 	
 	 	 	Now, a deal's a deal, so hand over that -- Hold up. Is that a case of Nuka? THAT's your inoculation? 	
 	 	 	Wait wait wait. Bottles of Nuka? You tryin' to scam me, Seven-Six? 	
 	 	 	You've proven useful, I'll give you that. 	Thinking on whether or not she'll give the player more money.
 	 	 	All right, Seven-Six. It's a deal. Sure beats turnin' into a walkin' burn victim anyways. 	
 	 	 	Now -- Hold up. You expect me to believe that you're so-called inoculation is just a case of Nuka? You best start talkin'. 	
 	 	 	This is the inoculation you promised? Bottles of Nuka? You best start talkin', Seven-Six. 	Emphasis on the word "this"
 	 	 	You hit me up at The Crater once you got that inoculation. I don't recommend showing up empty handed. 	Straight forward at first. Slightly threatening in the second sentence.
 	 	 	Don't you got a job to do, Seven-Six? 	Condescending.
 	 	 	Pretty sure that inoculation ain't gonna make itself. 	Condescending.
==W05_MQR_Choice==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	We got everything we need, so we're just waiting on you to make up your mind, Seven-six. You ready to roll? 	
 	 	 	Pretty good, Seven-six. With your plans, and the best damn crew I could ask for, I think we got a good shot at this. 	
 	 	 	Lou's already setting up explosives at the Vault entrance. Gail's always ready. 	
 	 	 	And, for the amount you promised Johnny, he'd best jump when I say jump! So yeah, as soon as Lou gives the word, we're ready.	
 	 	 	Alright. Go meet up with Lou at the Vault entrance. 	
 	 	 	See if he needs any help. The rest of us'll head out in a bit. Then we'll do this thing. Ya dig? 	
==W05_MQR_201P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Alright. So, I been thinkin' about those plans. Place is secure as hell. 	
 	 	 	Once Lou gets us inside, I'm sure we're gonna meet resistance. 	
 	 	 	They ain't gonna just bowl over and let us loot, so we're gonna need the big guns. For that, we need Gail. 	
 	 	 	Gail's the big green mutant gal you may've seen around, always hangin' out with her little girl, Ra-Ra. 	
 	 	 	Ever since Ra-Ra met up with Gail in the wilderness, they been impossible to separate. 	
 	 	 	So just sayin,' you may have to convince Ra-Ra to let Gail come with us. 	
 	 	 	Good luck, Seven-Six. 	
 	 	 	That's ridiculous. We ain't never seen a ghoul go feral. We wouldn't of kept him around if we was worried about that. 	
 	 	 	Look, I'll talk to him. You focus on the vault job, ya dig? 	
 	 	 	I appreciate it. You saved him once, so maybe he'll listen to you. 	
 	 	 	But ultimately, Lou's one of our own. He's my responsibility. For now, I need your attention on this vault job. 	
 	 	 	Wait, you sayin' Lou's suicidal? 	
 	 	 	The hell with that noise. 	
 	 	 	Lou's a good man. Me and him gotta have a little heart to heart, see if I can get him back on track, and help him outta his funk.	
 	 	 	I knew a lot of people chose to end it all after the war. My own mother was in that boat. 	Saddened, but she doesn't let it get to her.
 	 	 	World's a depressing place now, but we gotta survive. 	
 	 	 	That's what people do, and those that do gonna be stronger than anyone come before us, dig? 	
 	 	 	Anyway, Lou's always been a grumpy-ass cat, but I never pegged him for suicidal. 	
 	 	 	Guess you never know. I'll make sure he gets help. Thanks. 	
 	 	 	Okay, good. Lou's our way in the front door, so I don't know how we'd do it without him. 	
 	 	 	Hey Seven-Six. Took you long enough to come back. You get Lou on board with the plan? 	
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