|The following is based on Fallout Shelter and some details might contradict canon.|
The information we got from Harkness is troubling: it reveals a rival Vault Overseer is behind all of the recent attacks against us. We need to send a single assassin to infiltrate the Vault and take out its leader... with extreme prejudice.”
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|Opening dialogue||Dweller response||Character response|
I haven't seen you before, yet you look vaguely familiar.
|I have a very common face, it helps to infiltrate the enemy.||Makes sense.|
|Well, I did make the cover of Spy Quarterly.||I saw that! It's an honor to meet you. And kill you.|
|I *wish* I was a spy, so I could just kill you all.||Ha! I bet you would, too!|
|Have you seen Mike around, by any chance?|
You know who I'm talking about, right?
|Of course I do! He's...uh...he's right over there, look!||Mike?|
|Don't kid... Mike's been dead for weeks.||Oh, right, he is. Heh. Good ol' Mike.|
|I'm sorry, but we need to check your ID.|
Apparently someone has been trying to infiltrate this Vault.
|I left it in my other Vault Suit.||“All Dwellers must carry ID at all times.” We have to shoot you now.|
|What does that mean anyway, “extreme prejudice”?||You know, I'm not sure... Let me get back to you on that.|
|Does my fist count as ID?||Never heard of fist prints before, but I supp- Ooh, I get it.|
|Hey, could you help settle an argument we're having?|
They say the Overseer will find a new Vault for us any moment now.
|I'm on my way to see the Overseer. I can ask him if you want.||Pffft. Good luck!|
|You'll live out the rest of your days here, i.e. a couple of minutes.||Is that some kind of threat?|
|Your... I mean, *our* Overseer is all-knowing. Surely he's telling the truth.||Steve, all-knowing? You're clearly *not* from here...|
|Well, well, well...|
I guess it was just a matter of time before you showed up.
|You already have a Vault.||This dump? Have you actually looked at it? It stinks!|
|Why *our* Vault, out of all of them?||It's awesome! Your Overseer is the best! A true genius, and immune to flattery, too.|
|Can't we just all get along?||...says the hired assassin.|
|Well you got me. Do you expect me to talk?||No, Secret Agent Person, I expect you to die.|