Arthur's Quotes

**"Don't be a Downer!"**
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Below is a listing of everything Arthur Hastings says during Act I in *We Happy Few*.

These are quotes that Arthur say to himself, not including anything from conversations. Specific conversations can be read in any of Arthur's Quests.

**\*The transcripts are directly taken from the in-game subtitles and will sometimes not match the recorded line. The only exception is when the subtitle is misspelled, so as to avoid confusion. (example: All those years on Joy, we?l never get them back will we?)**

## Outfits

### Naked

* Now if I was Percy, I'd just go promenading about, wondering why everyone was staring. He never did quite grasp what was so important about wearing clothes.

### Padded Suit

* Well, it's not exactly chainmail, and I look like a complete idiot, but I do feel quite a bit better protected.

### Military Uniform

* Now I can join the Army. As an officer, no less.

## Using The Extractor

* I hope this isn't too loud.
* Oh dear.

## Looking at/Interacting with Specific Items

* Hmmm. That's a bit risky. Look what happened to Goldilocks. (*Looking at Bed*)
* Hullo. That's my old office. I bet Clive got my window, didn't he. The little shit. (*Walking past Arthur's old job*)
* I could take a few more of these and I wouldn't be a Downer any more. I'm not like these Wastrels. I could just take my Joy and have done. (*Taking Joy*)
* I believe this is the fountain me and Sally put the fish in. Oh, we were witty in those days. (*Looking at the fountain at the Kensington Gardens*)
* I think this might be the one Sally and I tried to blow up. I always wondered what happened to the letters, there was an awful lot of smoke. (*Looking at any of the Postboxes*)
* It's not in that alley, is it? (*Looking at Sally's Alley*)
* I've always loved the parks in Wellington Wells. (*Entering Garden of Earthly Delights*)
* Locked. Aha! But I remember how to make a lockpick! (*Trying to open locked container*)
* Maybe I should make some bandages, just in case. (*Taking Cloth Scrap*)
* Oh, lovely. I'm famous! (*Picking up Downer Report*)
* Sally and my favorite tree. We used to sneak out at night and smoke, and talk about who we were going to be when we grew up. I wanted to study engineering. And her plan was to be a princess of Mars. (*Approaching White Tree Park*)
* That's Margaret, from school. Margaret ... wossname. She was supposed to go on the train, but then she disappeared and no one would talk about it. (*Looking at Margaret's Portrait*)
* That's mum's grave! I'd forgotten we'd buried her out here. (*Looking at Maeve's grave*)
* This out to be pretty clean. Unlike in the village, where they spike it with Joy. (*Getting Pure Water*)
* You know what Wellies love? Music. I'd be really popular if I started giving people records. (*Picking up a 45 RPM Record in Survival*)

## Drug State

### Joy

* Happiness is a choice!
* I could take these all the time, and I wouldn't have any worries!
* Snug as a bug on a drug.
* That feels entirely too good.
* When life annoys, pop a Joy.

## Devices

### Headmistress

* Oh dear. I'd forgotten about the headmistresses. They get so cross if you're not on Joy.

### Revolver

* Bloody Hell. I'd forgotten about the Revolvers. If I go through without taking my Joy, I'm going to get spanked. I better run like hell when it lets me out.

## Injecting Someone (Crash/Berserk)

* Downer! Downer!
* He's a Downer!
* Over there! It's a downer!
* She's a Downer!

## Phone Calls (TBA)

* Sounds like ... some sort of secret message ... for whoever Mr. Kite left that guide for.
* Who's "our prudent friend"?
* Eggs? Did Mr. Kite bury something for the rabbit? Where?
* Oh, shit. Prudence! It's Prudence, isn't it?
* She's getting out, isn't she? I wonder who Mr. Kite is? And why he's helping her?
* I wonder what they mean by that?
* Bon Voyage, Pru. Maybe I'll see you, somewhere.

## Quests

### Prologue

* I should just take my Joy. Shouldn't I?
* Do you think the canister wonders what life's like outside the tube? Of course he'd have to break the tube to get out. And that would break it for everybody.
* Clive Birtwhistle. You're off at the party, aren't you?
* That little shit. He wants my view!
* Well, let's see what Miss Byng thinks of your work now, Clive!
* What ever happened to you, Prudence?
* You're not coming back are you, Pru? But where did you go?
* Are you off your Joy, Pru? I mean, you too?
* We do seem to be a bit behind in our work, now that you mention it.
* Probably a bad time to ask for that raise.

#### *Newspaper Articles*

* Ah, fond memories.
* Eeeeaaaaaauuuuuuggggh.
* Hmmmm... not sure about that one.
* I hope I did that right.
* I think we can live with that.
* Mm hm!
* No, thank you!
* Nothing wrong with that one.
* Oh, I think not.
* Right!
* That's a rather inconvenient bit of history.
* That's right, isn't it?

### Wellington Under

* Christ. How far did those bastards chase me? There were bridges, weren't there. And tunnels.
* I'm pretty sure I'm not in the Parade any more. I don't even think I'm still in the village.
* Those bobbies seem to have locked me in. I suppose they were worried about the gas. Terribly thoughtful of them.
* What happened to him? Or rather who?
* Huh!
* That's the first fight I've been in since primary school. Actually I think that's the first fight I've been in since primary school.
* The Bridge. I've got to get to the Bridge. Which is over in the Parade District. Which I just got chased out of. Brilliant.
* Aha! The Train Station! If I can get to the Train Station, I can just follow the old rail tunnel all the way to the Bridge!
* Be nice if there was a map, wouldn't it? I suppose back in those days, we could remember where things were.
* I am coming for you, Percy. I haven't got it all figured out, but I will find you.

### Conflict Resolution

* Sally would have loved this. We could never get in.
* I guess I have to take that elevator. I hope no one notices.
* That padded one doesn't look nearly as effective. How badly do I not want to kill good old Danny?
* Annnnd... Danny's picked the lethal one. That's cheery.
* I've got a sinking feeling...
* Oh, God. These aren't ... oh, God.
* I suppose now that no one is actively trying to kill me, I ought to be on the lookout for a motilene dispenser. That chap at the bridge said I'd need a power cell. And his war medals.
* I guess I can go to that hamlet and give that chap his medals and he'll give me the card I need to cross the bridge.
* Motilene. Pure resublimated thiomotilene. The fuel of the future, now.

### Dress for Success

* It occurs to me that the locals may not be all that welcoming. Oh, dear. Let's try not to get killed, shall we?

### Point of Departure

* One bridge down, and I'm off to the Train Station.
* This is where we hanged them, isn't it?
* They broke in the police station. Tried to burn the register, so the Germans wouldn't know which kids to take.
* We didn't want the Germans to be angry, did we?
* We were so scared. Or maybe just so tired. So we hanged them to encourage the others.
* I wonder if we'd made the Germans take the kids by force instead of bringing them to the station singing "London Bridge" if things would have been different now.
* I hope that's the worst thing I remember. Says the chap heading to the train station.
* Oh, what lovely memories are waiting for me there.
* At least I can get on the train tracks there, and get the hell out of town. Now I just need to find the Train Station. I ought to be able to see it from a distance.
* And here we are. Not quite as grand as it used to be. Of course, there hasn't been a train since the Germs left. Still, the tracks go from here all the way to the Bridge. And across the river. And then all over Britain.
* I wonder if Pru made it this far. I wonder why Mr. Kite sent her to the Garden District at all? She could have just popped over the Bridge from the station at Apple Holm.

* Ah. That's how I get down. Right. Now I just find the tracks and walk on out of Wellington Wells!
* I'm so sorry, Percy. I should have got on the train with you. Like I promised.
* The rule was, if a kid was a day over thirteen -- what could I do? ... You could have kept your mouth shut, Arthur, and not told them you were already 13, that's what you could have done.
* Bloody bobby. I told him I wanted to board the train even if I was ten days too old, but "we don't make the rules any more, Mr. Hastings."
* I shouldn't have told them him they'd got my birthday wrong. Don't even know why I did. Should have just kept quiet and got on the train.
* Bloody hell. There's been some sort of cave in. So much for walking down the train tracks to the Britannia Bridge. What the fuck do I do now?

### The Scottish Play

* That's Margaret. Margaret Wossname. She was supposed to go on the train, but then she disappeared and no one would talk about it.

### Band of Brothers

* Papier-mâché!
* We took all the kids to the train station! We sent them off to Germany because of papier-mâché!
* Papier-mâché tanks! Newspaper and fucking glue!
* Right. Now if I can make it back to Ollie alive, he'll help me get out of town. Assuming that wasn't a lie. That won't be an awkward conversation at all, will it?

### Oh, Behave!

* I suppose I can't shower with my clothes on. I so hate seeing myself naked, though.
* I hope she's not watching. And judging.
* Is that ... licorice? Why licorice?
* Ahhh! Dammit! They were serious about taking my Joy, weren't they.
* What the hell? I passed the test? Oh for heaven's sake. I'm not going to do this again! How do I get out of here?
* So from here, I've got to get to St. George's Holm. And then into the Parade. Except I need a Letter of Transit to get into the Parade. Like the one I left on my desk. In the Parade.
* Wait. The Old Government printing Office was on Maidenholm. Maybe I can break in, and steal some blank!

### Should Auld Acquaintance

* I suppose if I want to go and make up with Sally, I need to get Dr. Faraday to come fix his bridge.
* And I suppose I'll need to visit police headquarters and see if the Bobbies can tell me where he's gone.
* It's always a little extra complicated with Sally, isn't it?

### Finding Faraday

* Dr. Faraday is in Lud's Holm? That's crazy! Why?
* And how do I get to Lud's Holm? Aren't they renovating it?

### The English Vice

* The Reform Club. This is where that chap is supposed to be getting spanked, isn't it? The one with the credentials for crossing the bridge to Lud's Holm?
* I wonder if I can borrow his paperwork while he's busy being punished?
* When in Rome, I suppose. They probably do do this in Rome, don't they?
* That's ... new.

### House of the Inventor

* Lud's Holm. This is where they've quarantined all the wastrels with plague, isn't it? That's a cheery thought.
* I hope he doesn't go for me when he turns.
* Dr. Faraday is a woman? It never even occurred to me he'd be a woman.
* And she has ... houseboys?

### The Faraday Cage

* Either she's as brilliant as Sally, and as reckless, or she's completely mad. Used to be you didn't have to make evil devices if you didn't want to. When did that change?
* It was rather brilliant of Faraday to discover Motilene, wasn't it? Since we can't get petrol anymore.
* Handy little sucker. Have I got any empty power cells? I could fill them up, too.
* "You know the General, Sally? That's fantastic! I will gratefully accept your kind offer, and not mention any awkwardness that happened fourteen years ago." That would have saved a bit of fuss.
* I hope Dr. Faraday can fix the bridge to St. George. When did we put all these clever mouse traps on our bridges? And why?
* I should have said, "How have you been all these years, Sally? You ran off into the night with nothing, and now you're some sort of brilliant chemist. How did you survive? I wish I could have helped you. It would be nice to be friends again." Instead of all those dreadful things.
* Do I really have to extract three bits? Wouldn't two do?
* So that's where I parked it. Heh.
* I hope this isn't too loud.
* Oh dear.
* Oh, God, that sound.
* Oh, God. I don't think I like this device at all.
* Bloody Hell! I don't think I had a terribly keen grasp of how many unpleasant thing I'd forgotten.
* What the hell was that? I hope she's alright. I should go and check.
* Oh for heaven's sake, she's gone!
* "Nine times out of then if I turn it off and turn it on again, that does the trick." Oh for heaven's sake. All this, for that? Oh, for fuck's sake! For fucking fuck's sake!
* Now I can cross the bloody bridge to St. George. And find Sally's house. And go grovel.
* Good Christ. They want to electrify the masks? Are we all supposed to carry power cells in our hats? Are they completely insane?

### Plassey Bridge

* Well, here goes. I hope I've got everything I need, or my visit's going to be nasty, brutal and short.
* I can't believe I went through all of that just to cross a bridge and go see Sally.
* Well, Arthur, maybe you shouldn't have been such an arse. Maybe you should have said, Oh Yes, Sally, do talk to your friend the General for me. What a kind thing to offer.
* Why does God punish me for all my mistakes, and let everyone else run free?
* Maidenholm. Just like I pictured it. (quick transition to next line)
* The bridge to the Parade will be a tad harder. I'll need a Letter of Transit. How the hell do I get one? (quick transition to next line)
* It's just one more bridge and then I'm in the Parade. And one more bridge after that, and I'm finally out of Wellington Wells.
* Now try not to fuck this up. You need a Letter of Transit. And an old friend!

### Start Spreading the News

* I don't think I've been in Haworth Labs since Harry Haworth gave that big tour a few years ago.
* My old office! That was fun, being a reporter.
* Receptionist is out for coffee. Typical. How am I supposed to get upstairs, then?
* I've a sneaking suspicion that they want some coffee.
* Pardon me, pardon me. Do you think someone could let me upstairs?
* Excuse me, the door upstairs is locked...
* Huh, I bet if I got the coffee machine working, they'd all head off to the kitchen for a nice cup of joe.
* Maybe I should drop in on Gemma at home. If she's really vanished, then maybe I can get my old job back.

### Cub Reporter

* It's coming from Gemma's house! That's a bit awkward.
* Guess someone noticed she's not been around and decided to rob the place.
* If the alarm's upstairs, I'm going to have to get past Mr. Shouty here.
* My ears should recover in a few days.
* Where are they taking her?
* Where did they take her? She sounded quite sane! Did she know too much? About what?
* If I finish Gemma's investigations, Mrs. Oliphant would have to give me back my old job. And then I'd have a press pass.
* I think I've found everything. Doesn't look like she's found all the answers yet.
* Gemma! I would never have pictured it! ... I'm not sure I actually want to, come to think of it.

### I Sing the Body Electric

* I see, said the blind man, as he picked up his hammer and saw.
* If the Joy's going bad ... that'll drive the entire town crazy.
* I have a feeling there's not supposed to be quite so many red lights on this board.
* They're adjusting the formula? New materials? That sounds encouraging. And when people sound encouraging in Wellington Wells, something terrible is usually happening.
* It's becoming rather unhealthy down here. Maybe I'd be safer in that Jubilator.
* Well, this is the slowest rollercoaster I've ever been on.
* Make way! Make way for Captain Toad of Toad Hall!

### The Great Stink

* Is that how the Bobbies get around? I wonder if they ever get stuck? That could get awkward.
* Oh, for heaven's sake. Doesn't anything work around here?
* I sort of think this place is about to explode.
* A shock grenade! I wonder if that's what I need to kill this berserk tea kettle?
* \*That\* I did not expect.
* This isn't a diagram. It's a letter ...
* A "permanent solution" again!
* What kind of permanent solution is he thinking of?
* Whatever it is, I bet it's what got Gemma taken away by the doctors.

### Haworth Labs

* I'm not sure the workers here will have the same respect for a press pass as the bobbies did.
* I don't think I want to try to cross that steam. I hope I can turn it off somewhere.
* I feel so chivalrous turning off that dangerous steam. If that is indeed what I did.
* Funny ... suddenly I remember that time I threatened to thrash Timmy Hargreaves because he said rotten things about Sally. And it turned out he had an older brother who'd been in the army. And \*he\* was waiting for me on my doorstep when I came home from school. And he gave me such a trashing.
* Why would I remember that right now?
* Christ! Sally was in on the scheme... no, wait. She's being very nice about it, but she's not at all on board, is she.
* Hmmm...
* The Salamander seems to think Verloc's solution is a tad rash. That's alarming, given what she considers "reasonably cautious."
* Phrenology? ---
* I thought you were only supposed to give someone a piece of your mind. Heh. God.
* Is that an original?
* This is the cleanest office I've ever seen. Where does he hide his junk?
* Hullo! I'm in a haunted house movie.
* Sally's ridiculous cod liver oil had better be down here, or I Shall Be Cross.
* And thank you, Sally, for another wonderful adventure.
* This doesn't look like where the pills go out. What's going out on this conveyor belt? Hmmm. Possibly me.
* Oh, that smells awful. Is this where they flush the chemicals?
* Drain? ... to where? The river? Might be a way out. If I don't mind poisoning the river. Not that anything's alive in it now.
* Did they fall in... or were they pushed? Or were they ... flushed?
* A hatch. Lovely. I've never seen so many hatches in my entire life.

### Hostile Takeover

* They seem a lot more serious about the plague here. It must be spreading fast. Not a pleasant thought.
* I'm glad I'm not a bobby, if that's how well they're taking care of the bobby poppers these days.
* Oh dear. Now I'm extremely glad I'm not a bobby.
* I don't think I can do this so long as these poppers are popping out constables.
* It's sloppy of them to leave all the works exposed like that. What if someone were to have an unfortunate accident and break things?
* The police force seems to be out in, ah, force.
* That popper looks like it's rather well maintained. I wonder if I can change that?
* That was a bit naughty of me, wasn't it.
* "Oh dear, I don't think that's working any more."
* "Oh dear. That's not working any more, either. Things have come to a pass indeed."
* There. All that bother, and I don't even \*have\* plague!

### Future Perfect

* Now if I were a tool to disable the quarantine gates, where would I be? If it's not down here... I bet it's in that office.
* Locked, of course. Can't have the staff running in without asking questions, can we?
* Apparently Confucius was wrong. The way in is not via the door.
* How do I get up in there? That glass looks fairly solid. I'd need a gun to break it, or something.
* There does seem to be a rather large cannon here. I'd have to rotate it. But it is on a circular platform.
* An Electrowave Stimulator. What does it do? I suppose stimulates electrowaves. That doesn't sound right. Seem to be missing a battery.
* This seems to turn motilene crystals into gas. A lot of gas would charge up that cannon. I'll probably need some sort of valve handle to unblock this, I think.
* It's a prototype for ... some sort of torch you use in the kitchen? Doesn't seem to have all its bits. I wonder if I could find something around here.
* These machines don't seem to be in tip-top condition, do they?

### House Call

* I suppose I could just sneak past her via that alley.
* I wonder why everyone doesn't just do that.
* They do seem to have an awful lot of things meant to kill me. I should probably just go charging in blindly, that usually works best.
* There must be some way to put her to bed for a bit. Otherwise how do they get close to her for maintenance and such?
* I don't see how they expect me to visit the shops on the other side without all these Spankers and things. I almost feel unwanted.
* Hah! Now Headmistress can't scold me for breaking quarantine!

### A Malpractice of Doctors

* Well, this should be fun. A building full of fanatics who can smell me. Naked among wolves. / I hope I have enough mojo. This is the last place I want them to sniff me out.
* How do I get to the elevator? I don't think I want to mingle with this crowd.
* That's the quarantine grid!
* Oh, of course. The quarantine floor is under quarantine.
* I sort of doubt Dr. Milton is going to give me a keycard. Maybe there's one in his office.
* Now, Dr. Hardy, where do you keep your keycards?
* Aha! The Keycard! Off to quarantine I go! Yay.
* Oh, I hope I don't regret this.
* I'm doing this for you, Percy. I'd never do it just for me.
* Let's see what I can do to this with my trusty frammistat.

### Britannia

* I suppose it would be lovely to visit the old Broadcast Tower, but I do sort of need to get the hell out of Wellington Wells. I gotta go down.
* I think the rail tracks are jut past those Revolvers.
* The whole floor's collapsed! So much for the tracks.
* Oh, I hope I don't have to go up there.
* I'm going to have to go up there, aren't I.
* Why does God hate me?
* I don't think I want to breathe in those fumes.
* Looks like I wasn't the first one here.
* Oh, shit. Prudence!
* I hope I can get back to the tracks through the mines somehow.
* I'm sure it's perfectly safe going into the mines. What are the odds they'd collapse again? Heh.
* Can I use this excavate-y thing to cross that abyss?
* I wonder how you turn it on.
* Are you really doing this to find Percy? I mean, where would you even look for him? Is he even alive? Is he in Russia? How would you even get to Germany?
* Oh, good. I'm finally back on the right track. Heh.
* You're doing this because you don't have a strong enough sense of self-preservation to leave Wellington Wells on your own account. Aren't you? You need the guilt.

### Epilogue

* I'd forgotten just how heinous a person I am.
* I was happy before. Wasn't I?

## Hatches

### A Model Citizen

* The Fashion Institute. I bought some trousers there. Bloody expensive, too.
* If I remember correctly, they've got a hatch in the basement. Good thing Sally taught me to be nosey.
* Who knows when I might need to get to a bed. I should see if I can get down there.
* I'm fierce. I'm the fiercest.
* Pew! Pew! ... I'm glad my dad's not here to see this.
* I'm not sure I'm sexy enough for my shirt.
* How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people? Catch!

### Mastermind

* Odd. Why are there cables coming out of that painting? Why does that bookshelf look like it doesn't quite fit? I wonder if it's some sort of secret door!

### No Exit

* Looks like he was trying to get out... and something ripped him apart. What a jolly place to go exploring.
* Mustn't go down there without a torch. If someone's going to kill me, I want to know who it is.
* Good thing I've got my trusty torch! I like to know who's trying to kill me.
* I feel sort of bad for them. This was their home. ... I suppose I don't feel bad enough to turn off the lights, though.
* I guess someone got out that way. Which means someone could get in. I better patch this before I have uninvited guests.
* I better patch this hole up before I have any uninvited visitors.

### Really Bad Gas

* Oh! That smells awful. And fatal.
* "I think you should excuse yourself." Heh. ... I'm making a fart joke to a pipe. I'm losing my mind.
* Well! Now in just a few weeks all this gas should just kind of waft out of here.
* "Do you like clean air, sir?" "Oh, yeah! I'm a big fan." Heh. C'mon, people, have a sense of humor.
* After the bombings, I thought we all learned when to put on our gas mask.

### Shocking Carelessness

* Poor guys. ... I suppose there are more lingering ways to go.
* Still a bit sloshy. Good place for a giant octopi.
* Now if I can find the switch, I'm in business.

## Side Quests

### A Teaspoon of Sugar

* Oh, don't be silly Gretel. If someone put a gingerbread house in the middle of the forest, surely they mean for us to eat it.
* They've got a bag of sugar? Wasn't Sally always talking about making smoke bombs out of sugar?

### Ceci n'est pas une pipe

* Oh, lovely. Another broken motilene pipe. I hope no one's breathing that.
* Sorry. Sorry! It just ... did that!

### The Church of Simon Says

* So someone's finally made a religion out of Simon Says. Well I suppose they all are, really.
* Wait a second. The winner gets a medal? And a lot less suspicious looks, I bet. You can trust a man who wins at Simon Says, can't you.
* That'll never work, Arthur, you'd be up against people who devote their lives to Simon Says. You have to see who wins, and then take the medal from them. Well, that's a plan, I suppose.

#### **Successful Trickery**

* I didn't say Simon Says!
* Sloppy work, constable!
* You people don't listen!

#### **Unsuccessful Trickery**

* Damn they're good!
* I've got to be clever, somehow.
* I've got to lull them into a false sense of Simon Says.
* These guys are good. I'm going to have to get them in a rythm. And then trick them!

#### **Next Round**

* All right, that's a bit too easy, isn't it! How about if I make it a bit harder?
* You guys are fantastic! I love you! Do you love me? Love me, babies, that's all there is!
* You people are enjoying losing just a bit too much, you know what I mean?

#### **End**

* It's not supposed to spark like that, is it?
* That's ... worrisome.
* Oh, my god! Oh my God! They're ashes!
* It's not touching the ones on the floor. How do I get out of here, though? I've got to turn it off somehow!
* Maybe I can turn it off. There must be a switch.
* Now where did they say that medal was?
* How long are they going to lie there ... like that?

### Constant Gardeners

* Trees with toilets? That doesn't make any .... Ohhhh. They're "Toilet Trees." ... Hang on. I wonder if they're hiding Mrs. Flowerdew's diary?

### Edie Goes Downer

* I could get her off Joy in a tick. Might save her life.
* It's like the Joy just ... broke something in her mind. Or it was bad Joy. Seems like there's been a lot of bad Joy lately. ... I wonder if that's why there are so many Downers these days. Or did I just never notice?

### Everybody Must Get Stoned

* Chuck Peter! Used to be you couldn't pry him out of the pub with a crowbar!
* I think I've already been judged. And punished, thank you.

### Hallucinogenic Salad

* They don't seem to be in the mood for a rational conversation, do they?
* They can't really have a dog. We ate all the dogs during the war.

### Haute Cuisine

* My God, they've kidnapped some poor woman, I could be a real hero and rescue her. Or get myself killed.
* I ought to drop by some day when I'm in the neighborhood. Stew would be nice, even if it is made out of fungus and leaves.

### Hive Mind

* Well, the only reason I know of for being a bee making honey. And the only reason to make honey is so I can eat it. And so the bear set out to climb the tree.
* Aha! I can make a sort of padded suit. It wouldn't pass amongst decent folks, but it would protect me from all sorts of things and people trying to hurt me. Probably even bees.
* I'm going to need some sort of padded suit, or these bees are going to kill me.
* Get your own bloody honey!

### Lilies of the Field

* I'm in the Garden of bloody Eden.
* Now don't be greedy, Arthur.

### Mine Mine All Mine

* Well, this is going to be a bit tricky.

### Mother's Little Helper

* Nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live here.
* Let's not mention this in the real estate listing, shall we?

### Mystery House

* I'm not entirely sure they're anglicans.
* I don't think Father McCartney would approve.

### Old Soldiers

* What lovely people. Remind me never to have kids. Well, it's not terribly likely, anyway, is it?
* HULLO? HULLO? CAPTAIN LAWRENCE? I'VE GOT A MESSAGE FOR YOU, SIR. CAPTAIN LAWRENCE SIR?
* The power's out. Which means the house is basically unsecured.
* The thanks of a grateful nation.
* That's not a good sign.
* Blimey.
* A dog? They were fighting over a dog?
* I think these might fit, actually. I'd need the trousers.
* Supposed to be a footlocker somewhere around here.
* There's some sort of booby trap! Maybe I should just throw a rock or a bottle at it and blow it up safely.

### Shibboleth

* How adorable. They brought the village paper with them.
* So much for me being a knight in shining armour. (Failing the Quest)

### Speaker's Corner

* That's what you get for telling the truth around here, poor sod.
* I don't think he's terribly popular. I'd better be discreet about posting these.
* That should draw a crowd. Hopefully not a violent one. I wonder how I could keep them pacified while he gives his speech.

### Superb Meat Boy

* So Edmund MacMillan's the meat boy now. He was the only friend Percy ever really had. They were always making both of them stay after school. I'm glad he found a job.
* I guess his parents aren't looking after him any more. Maybe I should see what's become of him. I wonder if he's missed any more deliveries?
* Oh, dear. I have a terrible feeling he's in trouble. Maybe I should go see if I can't straighten things out for him.

### Sympathy for the Lightbearer

* Why do I always feel like I'm just about to hurl myself to my doom?
* Barely looks lived in.
* You'd almost think he doesn't like unannounced visitors.
* Heavens! What's that smell? Like ... rancid ... cat? With an overlay of ... well, he's been smoking something, hasn't he.
* Doesn't he ever have a cleaning lady in? You could grow things in here.
* What sort of person would want people to watch him all the time?

### Thomasina House

* I don't think they've cleaned up since the First World War.
* There we go, a cat statue! I think this is made out of wax.
* There we go, a cat statue! Is this some kind of souvenir?
* There we go, a cat statue! It's got a sticker on the bottom.
* There we go, a cat statue! Seems a bit light for marble.
* There we go. Solid marble, and heavier than a bloody brick!

### What Have We Buried

* Odd. Why are there peepers patrolling a park? I should snoop around a bit.

### Wild Picnic

* Well, that doesn't look like a trap at all.
* That could have gone a lot worse, actually.

## **Other**

### Barrow Holm

#### Newspaper Couple's House

* Oh, God. It smells awful in here.
* Well, that's a convenient story, isn't it? The Germans rounded up the kids at gunpoint, did they? So much better than what we actually did, doesn't it?
* Well, that's terribly romantic, isn't it. They had each other until the end.

#### Children's House

* A crib. Oh God. Oh, Jesus. When was the last time there was a baby in Wellington Wells?
* Like they couldn't remember their faces. Or they couldn't stand remembering them.
* What's on those beds ... oh God. I'm not the only one remembering the children, am I. Makes sense. They're all off their Joy out here.
* A toy tea set. Funny. Percy never played with toys. He didn't like anything that wasn't really the thing it was supposed to be.

#### Hooligan Camp

* Well, off I go to a camp of robbers. Maybe I can treat them with my rapier sharp wit.
* Heaven's alive. It's a bloody fortress.
* They look pretty well buttoned up. I suppose I can wait here till they throw a party for the whole neighbourhood, or find a cleverer way in.
* Oh, God. These aren't ... oh, God.
* I better figure out how to get rid of him real quiet-like. I definitely don't want a crowd.
* There we go! I can fill up a power cell right there!

#### Other

* Hmmm. The hatch looks shut. I'm going to need a way to unlock it. There must be a switch in one of these rooms.
* I ought to fill up a canteen or two, shouldn't I.
* Shit. (If spotted by the Headboy)

## Removed/Unused/Uncertain

### Idles

* Sometimes I wonder, would I even recognize him? He'd be 28 now. Would he recognize me? Would he want to?
* We just have to get across the bridge and find Percy, and then everything will be better. Now I know that sounds crazy, but it's what I've got.