No Place Like Home

**No Place Like Home** is a story quest in *We Happy Few*. Ollie goes to Victoria Byng's home to discuss the current situation of Wellington Wells with her.

## Objectives

* Enter Miss Byng's Estate
* Open the front door
* Find Joy Pills in the house
* Go back to Victoria
* Check the blower
* Answer the letter and send the response
* Answer the door
* See if Miss Byng is okay
* Craft Coffee Yogurt and give it to Miss Byng
* Oh, there's the door again!
* There's the blower again!
* Answer the letter and send the response
* Talk to Victoria
* Another Bobby?
* Don't let the constable see Victoria
* How can I make him leave?
* Check on Victoria again
* Reason with Miss Byng
* Escape!

## In-Game Description

First things first, Ollie

I'm an old friend. Maybe she'll listen to me.

I better make sure she can't get her hands on them, or she'll just stay stoned out of her mind.

There's no reasoning with people when they're on Joy. She's going to have to come down first.

Someone's sent her a message! I better answer the blower.

I better type up an answer for her, and pop it in the blower, or people will know something's wrong.

Someone's at the door! I better answer it!

I'd better make sure she hasn't swallowed her gag or something.

She says she can only stomach coffee yogurt. So I'd better brew her some.

Who eats this stuff anyway?

I'd better see who's at the door.

I knew she was important, but I didn't know she was this important.

I'd better make sure I type up and send the right answer, or people will suspect something's wrong.

I've got to get through to her. No one's going to listen to me after all the half-cocked things I've done. But Miss Byng, they would listen to her. If she said the tanks were fake, they'd listen. If she said the food was running out, they'd listen.

How long does it take to get your head on straight when you've been popping Joy like bloody breath mints?

Try to keep calm. Ye can't win an argument with constables.

If he spots Miss Victoria all tied up like that, we'll get into a spot of disagreeableness.

Why does he keep talking about sandwiches?

You're not very good at taking hints, are you?

I mustn't leave her in the closet too long. It's bad enough she's remembering things now.

I think she's come down from her Joy a bit. It's time to tell her what's going wrong with the town.

It's too bad I can't stay She'll have the entire town up in arms!

## Walkthrough

Once locating Victoria's home, a cutscene will begin showing the conversation between Ollie and Victoria, ending with Ollie choking Victoria unconscious and tying her to a chair to prevent her from taking any more Joy and forgetting again. The player is tasked by Victoria to bring her Joy, which is placed in the kitchen.

The player is free to explore the whole house before bringing her Joy back to her. This can be useful as the player might find clues necessary for some of the puzzles later in the quest.

After 'returning' her pills to her, Victoria gets a note on her personal pneumatic and it's up for the player to answer it. There's a typewriter at the top floor on the far left, the player can choose to give Clive Arthur's office or not, the correct answer is to deny him the office, but it doesn't matter what the player chooses.

After sending the answer back to Clive, a member from the executive committee will knock on the door, the player has to gag Victoria before answering the door.

Talking to Victoria again will begin a new cutscene, she tells Ollie she can only stomach Coffee Yogurt, so Ollie sets out to get some for her. The ingredients for it can be found in the pantry in the back of the kitchen.

After eating, the doorbell will ring. If the player hasn't gotten the Maid outfit, they can find it in the bedroom on the second floor. Gag Victoria again and answer the door, the gardener will ask to come in, so the player now has to drag Victoria to the closet before opening the door.

After opening the door, the player has to drag her out of the closet. Another message will come from the blower, this time regarding Prudence Holmes, the player has the option to say she's still around or that she's gone, it doesn't matter what the player chooses.

After sending the answer, a constable will be at the back door, the player has to take care of him quickly before he notices Victoria. And another bobby will arrive after talking to Victoria again, and the player has to take care of them before they see Victoria, either by dragging her away and giving them a sandwich, or by choking them out right away.

Now Ollie can finally talk to Victoria, who tricks him into freeing her, only to knock him out with her chair.

When Ollie wakes up, the constables will be after him. After they've been dealt with, the player has to find the Letter of Transit, which is hidden behind the bookcase in the same room of where the typewriter is.

Escaping the house ends the quest.

### Notes that the player will gather

* Rajasthan Central Prison
* A letter from Byng's wife
* By the Time You Read This
* Happy New Years
* Sternly Worded Letter
* Letter of Transit
* From: Clive Birtwhistle
* Whereabouts of Prudence Holmes

### Items the player will gather

* Axe
* Boiler Suit
* Bread
* Cleaver
* 3x Cloth Scrap
* Empty Pill Bottle
* Frying Pan
* Maid Outfit
* Power Cell
* Rolling Pin
* Rotten Apple
* Rotten Mushroom
* Rotten Potato
* Rusty Shovel
* 2x Saltpeter
* 2x Slice of Pie
* Sugar
* Tea Leaves
* Toasted Chicory
* Victory Meat

### Containers the player can search through

* 2x Ashes
* Bar
* 2x Blue Currant Bush
* 11x Cupboard
* 2x Desk
* Fridge
* 2x Rose of Gilead Bush
* 10x Small Dresser
* Stove
* 2x Toilet
* Vanity

## Transcript

### **Intro**

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Victoria: Ollie...?

Victoria: I didn't... ask you here, did I?

Victoria: If you take enough Joy, sometimes one forgets the silliest things.

Ollie: People in town are getting a tad bit skinny. I think they're starving to death, and they're painting the streets in fucking rainbows!

Ollie: Have you not noticed?

Victoria: Have you had your Joy, Ollie?

Ollie: Why are you all wearing those ridiculous new masks?

Victoria: You should get one! They shape your face into a smile. And when you smile, you can't help being happy!

Ollie: You were kind to me, even when I... got confused. I had no one else to turn to.

Victoria: Oh... Ollie.

Ollie: We have to tell people, they need to know the truth.

Victoria: No, Ollie. People do not need to know the truth. Truth is the enemy of happiness.

Victoria: Isn't that the decision we all made?

Ollie: Oh... But you know the truth, don't you?

Ollie: There's nothing I can tell you that you don't already know. Is there?

Victoria: No. It's better not to know.

Victoria: You of all people should understand that.

Ollie: I'm truly sorry about this, Miss Byng.

Victoria: HELP! THERE'S A DOWNER IN MY ... (gagging and choking noises)

### **Victoria's Joy**

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Victoria: Is this some sort of silly prank?

Ollie: When I left the Village, I thought you people knew what you were going! Turns out, while I've been keeping to m'self--

Victoria: I have some more Joy in my pillbox in my kitchen, would you mind terribly bringing me my Joy?

Ollie: No, I can't.

Victoria: Please, Ollie. You were never cruel.

Ollie: I'm a soldier, Ma'am. They teach ye to be cruel. I need to see the Executive Committee.

Victoria: They won't listen! You'll only upset them. And then they'll take more Joy and forget.

Victoria: They don't want the whole truth. No one wants the whole truth!

Ollie: Ye know what, Miss Byng? I'll come back.

Victoria: No! You can't! Please! I'll take you to the Executive Committee. I'll walk you there, anything! Just please give me my Joy!

Victoria: I need my Joy! Why won't you give me my Joy???

Ollie: Sure, I'll go get it for ye right away.

Margaret: I'm afraid Joy is after my time.

Ollie: This is what you were looking for, wasn't it?

Ollie: I'm afraid I can't let you have it.

Victoria: Why the fuck are you doing this?

Victoria: YOU EVIL DOWNER BASTARD!

Victoria: I'm gonna kill you!

Victoria: (sobbing) I am going to kill you...

Ollie: Sorry. I need my words to stick in your heid instead of flyin' right out.

### **"General" Visit**

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Victoria: This is all some clever joke, isn't it? Hah hah. It's terribly funny, Ollie. Let's just call this a prank and you can untie me now. Please?

Victoria: Well, that's my regular offsite Executive Committee meeting! Won't they be surprised to find you've tied me up. What unconvincing lie are you going to try to fob them off with?

Margaret: You better answer it.

Ollie: What do I say?

Margaret: Tell them you're the general and the meeting's been postponed.

Beatrice: Hello, it's Beatrice Dalrymple. From the Executive Committee.

Victoria: MMPH! MMMFFMMMFMMMMF!

Ollie: I'm so sorry. Something's come up. Please come back tomorrow.

Beatrice: Is that -- General Byng?

Ollie: I haven't got time to chit chat! We're trying to save the world.

Beatrice: All right. Tomorrow then? Tomorrow, I guess.

Ollie: I hope Miss Byng didn't sneak off while I wasn't looking.

### **Coffee Yogurt à la Starkey**

Open/Close

Victoria: Take the key and lock her up, lock her up, lock her up, take the key and lock her up, my fair lady.

Ollie: I brought some food.

Victoria: I made them sing, Ollie. So they wouldn't be scared. But then they had to get on the train. Do you remember how they screamed?

Ollie: Aye. I remember. All except my daughter.

Victoria: Your ... daughter?

Ollie: Aye. Margaret. Because she was dead.

Ollie: You've got to eat.

Victoria: I'll throw it right back up.

Ollie: What was it your dad fed you when you were sick and couldn't eat anything else?

Victoria: Coffee yogurt.

Ollie: I'll bring some.

Victoria: BRING ME MY JOY!

Victoria: Why won't you give me my Joy?

Ollie: I'll get you that coffee yogurt.

Victoria: Why won't you give me my Joy? Why won't you give me my Joy!?

Victoria: Everything is quite all right. Sleepy tight. Nighty night. Everything's tucked out of sight, my fair lady.

Margaret: I think you'd better give her that yogurt.

### **Gardener Brown**

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Ollie: So who am I pretending to be?

Margaret: You could always pretend to be the maid.

Ollie: Who is it?

Brown: It's Brown the Gardener. Could you get Miss Byng?

Ollie: I'm sorry, she's very busy!

Margaret: You should've said she's out.

Ollie: She's very busy being out!

Brown: I'll leave it with you, then.... Would you, ah, open up, please?

Ollie: I haven't got the time to shave.

Margaret: Wrap something around your face.

Ollie: And I'm a fat, ugly Scotsman.

Margaret: Not all maids are thin, pretty and French.

Ollie: You've got all the bloody answers, haven't you?

Ollie: Just a minute!

Margaret: You better make sure she's out of sight.

Ollie: So. Stick her in a closet somewhere?

Margaret: I'm afraid so.

Brown: Here's an accounting of all the gardening supplies. She can pay me next week. Cheerio!

Ollie: I'll see that she gets it!

Ollie: There are acts of heroism ye never get a medal for and, they're some of the bravest.

Victoria: I need air! Open the door! I'm suffocating!

Margaret: I think you'd better let her out.

Margaret: No, you may NOT "just leave her in there for a bit."

Ollie: I didn't say a word!

### **Constable Nasmyth**

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Victoria: I was your friend. The only one who was nice to you! Why would you do this to me?

Victoria: Have you at least got a cigarette.

Ollie: They'll kill you, y'know.

Victoria: Whoever told you that?

Ollie: Last time I managed to dig some out of the rubble, a house collapsed on me. I nearly died.

Victoria: GIVE ME SOME JOY, I NEED MY JOY!

Ollie: You'll feel better soon. Ish. I think.

Nasmyth: Miss Byng? Oh, Miss Byng? It's Constable Nasmyth!

Ollie: You're busier than a one legged man at an arse kicking contest, aren't you?

Victoria: You won't fool the bobbies! They'll expect their sandwiches.

Margaret: I think he's getting upset, Ollie, you better talk to him!

Ollie: Oh, sorry, Constable. Miss Byng is not here.

Nasmyth: Well, if you don't mind, Ma'am, I'll make my own determination as to her localization.

Ollie: Oh! Come right in.

Nasmyth: Miss Byng? Are you around?

Margaret: You better get her back to the closet!

Nasmyth: I suppose this is where maids such as yourself inhabit. I hope you are well enough fed. Myself, I am partial to sandwiches.

Nasmyth: It's tiring work, being a constable, you know? On your feet all day, with hardly a sandwich to keep you going.

Margaret: I think he wants a sandwich.

Ollie: Why didn't he just say so?

Ollie: I'm a housemaid, I'm no' the bloody cook!

Ollie: Constable, you must be so hungry. Would you like a sandwich?

Nasmyth: A sandwich? You know we cannot accept gifts in the line of duty.

Nasmyth: Oh, look at the time. I best be on my way.

### **We All Fall Down**

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Victoria: The children won't stop screaming.

Ollie: You have to talk to them. Then they settle down for a bit.

Victoria: Are you mad?

Ollie: Aye. We could have saved them, ye know. The tanks were made of paper maché. Little Artie Hastings tore a hole in one of them.

Victoria: What could that possibly matter now?

Ollie: I suppose it doesn't. Except that's just the first lie. Then comes the Victory that wasn't, and then the happy pills, and the Simon Says because the kids are gone. Ye can paint loaves of bread on the shop windows all ye like, but if people don't wake up, we're all gonna starve to death.

Victoria: Please give me my Joy.

Ollie: I need you here with me, Ma'am, not off in neverland with Wendy and Peter.

Victoria: Alright. The tanks were paper mâché. The children didn't have to get on the train. Poor Margaret Worthing didn't have to die.

Ollie: Nae, she didn't.

Victoria: We go to City Hall. Back entrance. There's a private elevator. The code is 0126.

Ollie: The date of the "Victory."

Victoria: I'll write you a Letter of Transit. It won't be enough. People won't face facts, not until we take their Joy. That's what we have to do, Ollie.

Victoria: And when we do that, they'll murder each other in the street.

Ollie: Then why would you help me?

Victoria: There hasn't been a baby born in Wellington Wells in 17 years. We don't talk about that.

Ollie: I'd forgotten that.

Victoria: Let's go see the Executive Committee.

(*Victoria kicks Ollie between his legs*)

Ollie: People ... have to know!

Victoria: In an hour, you horrible little man, I won't even know you exist.

Margaret: You have to find the Letter of Transit!

Ollie: I can't stay here. Victoria's probably ran to the police already.

Margaret: Then hurry! Find them!