Oliver Fields/Dialogue

==W05_MQS_203P==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Because we can all see that you are. Especially your head and your ass. 	Player was talking shit, "Why don't you ask me if I'm bigger than a bread box?"
 	 	 	Luckily, Paige gave us enough info to ID the problem. Sergeant Radcliff, you wanna take it from here? 	
 	 	 	Oh, we know all about them. 	
 	 	 	All right people, what do we think of this Vault Dweller? Radcliff? Thompson? Lucky? 	Asking everyone standing around you
 	 	 	You know, the experiment that your vault was running. Like the jukeboxes can't be turned off and all they do is play Butcher Pete all day, every day. 	
 	 	 	Careful, you'll upset Lucky with that. He hates rodents. 	talking about the family dog who is nearby basically
 	 	 	That sounds in line with Vault-Tec's M.O.! I'm sure they didn't bother checking if that was okay with the Pentagon. 	
 	 	 	The orders of your Overseer, eh? 	Don't belittle me, kid
 	 	 	You came here looking for my help. But you seem like a person with a mission, so let's hear it. 	Responding to an open threat without fear, just disdain
 	 	 	And I'm the King of the moon! 	loss of composure at this absurd player statement
 	 	 	We were in contact with them before, Lieutenant Taggerdy seemed like a fine soldier. Then they kind of just dropped off the radar. 	
 	 	 	It's part of why we decided to head down this way. It was pure coincidence that we ran into the civvies that Paige has pulled together. 	
 	 	 	We already confirmed that they're all dead or missing, but we appreciate you trying to bring us that news. Will you be that honest if I ask you something? 	genuinely grateful about the news, doubting honesty still a bit though
 	 	 	I don't know what the Responders or the Firebreathers are, but hunting those Scorched seems vitally important and dangerous. 	
 	 	 	Since we're... both defenders of the people, in a manner of speaking, maybe you'll level with me. 	
 	 	 	Oh yeah, we came through there. Thompson, aren't you the mayor too? 	Deadpan amusement. Speaking to someone next to you, you know the answer but asking to prove a point
 	 	 	Seems to me that a lot of people around here have access to that arsenal. It's a fact that I'm not overly fond of. 	Calm anger in the face of an open threat.
 	 	 	We saw one of those Scorchbeasts take out a whole group of raiders in one go. Barfed some kind of goo all over them and they started changing, dying. 	War story feeling, you're tough but it was awful to see
 	 	 	Those things have Queens? I'm glad you dealt with her, but I can't imagine that's the last of it. 	
 	 	 	You joined up with that MODUS guy, huh? He contacted us when we started poking around here. 	Talking down to the player
 	 	 	Thompson, what did you say he reminded you of? 	She's standing right next to you.
 	 	 	Did you enlist before the vault? Where's the rest of your unit? Where did you serve? I have so many questions, but I guess there's no time. 	Doesn't seem plausible but it would be a relief if true
 	 	 	Oh, we've heard of Seventy-Six. You people are all over. 	as in "all over the place"
 	 	 	We've been heading back down from up north. Before you ask why it took so long, take a long hard look at your day to day in Appalachia. 	
 	 	 	It's nice here. You've got it so good that I'd have wanted my momma to retire here. Giant bats, boo hoo. 	
 	 	 	Don't you know a lick of history from before the war? We've always been forged in fire. 	
 	 	 	Maybe we got a bit burnt this time, but I can't believe it's the end. 	
 	 	 	Pfft. World ends, and suddenly every Tom, Dick, and Mary thinks they're in charge. 	
 	 	 	What makes you so special, huh? 	
 	 	 	Why the hell are you planning on stealing America's gold reserve? Uncle Sam not give you enough hugs and kisses while he was keeping you safe in that Vault?	soldier meeting the player for the first time; you know they're planning on breaking into a government facility
 	 	 	Oliver Fields. Captain. United States Army. And now that we've got pleasantries out of the way, I have just one question for you. 	meeting the player for the first time
 	 	 	Sergeant Radcliff reports that you procured the tools we'll need. I'm impressed. 	
 	 	 	Vault Dweller. We see your signal. Make your way due North towards the hill. You'll see a concrete bunker. We will be watching your approach carefully. 	speaking over the radio
 	 	 	Interesting choice of words. You've been "making a good team" for some time now, haven't you? 	
 	 	 	I guess there's one born every minute. I know about the nukes your people are unleashing. That's not rebuilding shit. 	Amused/tired at first, then building disgust
 	 	 	I also know that not all of you are participating in it, though. So I'll give you the benefit of the doubt for now. 	
 	 	 	Yes, but not inaccurate. 	unconcerned, you don't really care
 	 	 	It sounds like Vault-Tec sure did a number on you. Uh, well, sorry for your loss. 	it must be true but it makes no sense..
 	 	 	Sergeant, stand down. 	amused but trying to maintain composure, she's right next to you
 	 	 	Sergeant? 	"Could you not?" Speaking to someone next to you
 	 	 	Do you know what your Vault's primary mission was? Not the "rebuilding America" bull, the REAL mission? 	
 	 	 	Paige, Doctor Hornwright... that hyperactive communist kid, and now us. 	
 	 	 	You sure picked a strange team, but you've shown that you can follow through. I'm convinced you'll actually pull this damn thing off. 	
 	 	 	We'll be packing up and heading over to Foundation. No sense coordinating from two places. Eager to get this done, so let us know when. 	
 	 	 	I guess that's it. If you don't need anything else, I'm going to just sit here for a moment and contemplate my new existence. 	
 	 	 	Has anyone seen my readers? Hang on, nevermind. They're in my pocket. 	
 	 	 	C'mon, just make the best of it, people! 	grumbling about friends who think the place they're staying is gross
==W05_DialogueSettlers_InteriorInstance==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Everyone's settling in alright here. 	
 	 	 	I think we all kinda forgot how nice it is to be with a larger unit. 	
 	 	 	Paige and Ward are doing their best to keep us busy. Guarding, teaching, leading. It feels good to be able to help. 	
 	 	 	I'm in charge of security here. Fly right and we'll get along just fine. 	
 	 	 	I wish I had four more like you in my command. You deserve a medal for what you've done here. 	
 	 	 	Huh. I can't recall the last time I saw such a rag tag collection of equipment. 	
 	 	 	Last time out, we gave those raiders something to think about. 	
 	 	 	If we put up some better turrets we wouldn't have to worry about raiders. 	
 	 	 	Civilians just don't understand discipline. What about you, civvy? 	
 	 	 	I tell my soldiers there are two ways to do something. My way and the wrong way. 	
 	 	 	Lucky for you you're a civvy. 	
 	 	 	Don't have time for a lot of questions, civie. Make it quick. 	
 	 	 	If you're here to report a scorched sighting, we've got it handled. 	
 	 	 	I'll never figure out how you Wastelanders get such good equipment. 	
 	 	 	They're all upstanding folk. Paige wouldn't let them in if they weren't. 	
 	 	 	Only personal problem I've got is Radcliff and Jen constantly sniping at each other. She's just a kid, but Radcliff's old enough to grow up already.	
 	 	 	We were given a mission at the end of the war that brought us down this way. Then we ran into the Foundation crew, north of here. 	
 	 	 	They seemed like good folks, but we still had our mission to fulfill ... so we shadowed them for a while until that danger was over. 	
 	 	 	No sense in putting them in danger, y'know? Seems like those days are finally done, though. No more missions. Just retirement. Bout damn time. 	
 	 	 	More secure than it was yesterday, not as secure as it will be tomorrow. 	
 	 	 	If you're worried about your safety here, don't be. 	
 	 	 	We've got fortifications, turrets, guns and people that know how to use them. 	
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