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1 | - | | No... | | |
2 | | *groan* | | |
3 | | Uhh... | | |
4 | | Oof. | | |
5 | | Ahh. | | |
6 | | Mrmm... | | |
7 | | Stop that. | | |
8 | | Put that back. | | |
9 | | That ain't yours. | | |
10 | | Mess with me? | | |
11 | | If the island hasn't killed me yet, you sure as hell won't. | | |
12 | | Not gonna die today. | | |
13 | | You're already dead. | | |
14 | | Last mistake you'll ever make. | | |
15 | | Harbormen don't go down easy. | | |
16 | | Fightin' time. | | |
17 | | This ain't nothing. | | |
18 | | The fish ain't biting. | | |
19 | | Never know what you're going to catch in these waters. | | |
20 | | Always sweep what you catch with the geiger counter. | | |
21 | | Hope no more of you mainlanders are coming. Scares the fish. | | |
22 | | And those crab shells are supposed to help us... how? | | |
23 | | Saving Uncle Ken's good and all. But did you have to bring him here? | | |
24 | | You helped Cassie, right? | | |
25 | | You and the Mariner are fortunate to be alive. The Red Death! | | |
26 | | Stay clear of the quarry. Loads of trappers. | | |
27 | | Nobody's heard nothing from Haddock Cove after the Fog started spreading. | | |
28 | | You know anything about what happened to Acadia? | | |
29 | | Just like that, no more Children of Atom. | | |
30 | | I hope that nuke that went off don't make the Fog worse. | | |
31 | | You think this peace with the Children of Atom has any chance? | | |
32 | | The Children of Atom better keep their word about the peace. | | |
33 | | I knew DiMA was no good. | | |
34 | | Is someone in town really one of DiMA's synths? | | |
35 | | Avery... Wasn't Avery? I still don't believe it. | | |
36 | | I hope Avery - or whatever she was - does alright. | | |
37 | | How long was Avery not Avery? That thing got what was comin'. | | |
38 | | We had to put down that replacement Avery... right? | | |
39 | | Good job putting Allen in his place. Ha. | | |
40 | | Making it to Acadia without Longfellow. Well, that's somethin'. | | |
41 | | Thanks for patching Andre up. Him comin' through is the best news we've had in days. | | |
42 | | I never met someone that did the Captain's Dance before. | | |
43 | | It must be... 30 years? More? Since someone did the Dance like you. | | |
44 | | My kids ain't going to believe the stories about you. | | |
45 | | You're one of them Vault people? With the funny suits? | | |
46 | | Is that a... PipBoy? I've heard about those. | | |
47 | | What I would give to be rolling around in a genuine suit of Power Armor! | | |
48 | | What model power armor's that? Nice. | | |
49 | | My grandpappy had a suit of power armor. Been ages... | | |
50 | | Woah. Now that's some firepower there. | | |
51 | | With ordnance like that, no wonder you wiped out those crabs. | | |
52 | | Is your friend there, a what? A Super Mutant? | | |
53 | | Super Mutant? Just another mainlander in my book. | | |
54 | | A genuine Mr. Handy. Fancy. | | |
55 | | What's wrong with your friend's face? Are those wires in there? | | |
56 | | And we live another day. | | |
57 | | Why you crawling around like that? Looks ridiculous. | | |
58 | | You think the Fog's bad during the day. Night time... Whew. | | |
59 | | Night's the worst. | | |
60 | | The Children of Atom are dangerous. Don't trust them. | | |
61 | | The Fog's poison on account of the Children of Atom. | | |
62 | | Never look a Trapper in the eyes. They're... something else. | | |
63 | | A mainlander like you stands no chance against the Crawlers. | | |
64 | | In the Deep Fog, there's things out there... | | |
65 | | Mariner says the island's alive. And it's got it in for us. | | |
66 | | Mainlanders don't last long on the island. | | |
67 | | Old Longfellow knows what he's about. | | |
68 | | Need general supplies? Visit the Bait Shop. | | |
69 | | The Lee's sell guns over by the tourist shop. | | |
70 | | You talk to Cassie Dalton? Shame what happened to her family. | | |
71 | | Need to drown your troubles? Talk to Mitch at the Last Plank. | | |
72 | | Lost my home when the Fog rolled in. | | |
73 | | You need work? Talk with the Mariner. Lord knows she's always carrying on about something. | | |
74 | | What are you looking at? | | |
75 | | Captain Avery's all right, I guess. | | |
76 | | You eyeing me, mainlander? | | |
77 | | Every day, another Harborman leaves the island. | | |
78 | | I'll be damned if I give up on taking back my land. | | |
79 | | Take it one day at a time. | | |
80 | | Bring it on, island. I can take it. | | |
81 | | If the Fog doesn't get us, the storms will. | | |
82 | | What the hell is a synth, any way? Eh. | | |
83 | | I don't have time. | | |
84 | | You're from the Commonwealth, right? | | |
85 | | The Fog... It's dangerous, OK? | | |
86 | | A lot of people only got the clothes on their back here. | | |
87 | | Whatever. | | |
88 | | I could use time. Alone. | | |
89 | | I'm scraping by. | | |
90 | | Hard times. | | |
91 | | Hey. | | |
92 | | Brooks is a mainlander, too. And a synth, whatever that is. | | |
93 | | The Acadia synth bastards had to go. | | |
94 | | Acadia got what was coming to them. | | |
95 | | Rumor is Acadia ran afoul of something. | | |
96 | | Acadia gave us no choice. | | |
97 | | {Bitter, angry} Smalls said you could've given us land. Asshole! | | |
98 | | {Anger} We're stuck on this damned dock because of you. | | |
99 | | {Threatening tone} You're not welcome here. | | |
100 | | {Mild Concern} Something's bothering poor Mitch. I can tell. | | |
101 | | {Vaguely curious} The Mariner's looking for you. | | |
102 | | You hear what happened with DiMA? Came here and confessed to murder. Allen killed him dead. | | |