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Dialog Topic
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Form ID
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Response Text
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Script Notes
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| 1
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002BD515
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002B438B
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So, let's see. Bombs fell when I was a kid, my dad died in the War, you know, this is all pretty normal. My story is, I guess, boring.
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He's shrugging all the trauma off of him. This destroyed him as a kid.
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| 2
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002BD514
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002BA690
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So Dassa found me when I was 13 or so, and she brought me to the Responders. They taught me everything. I became a Volunteer... it was great.
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He's quickly summarizing the scariest parts of his life so he doesn't relive it.
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| 3
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002BD5EB
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002BA6E1
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And the Brotherhood, well.. we thought that would be different. We thought everything would be different though.
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He sounds perplexed and exhausted.
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| 4
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002BD5EA
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002BA6E4
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Er, well, so anyway. Maybe in 10 years, Dassa will ask me to do another one of these Survivor Stories. Hah! Til then. Peace, Appalachia.
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He shakes off the previous thought of death and despair, then ends on a high note.
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| 5
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002BD513
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002BAB72
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For the past 5 years, I've been a Responder myself! I help kids who lost their families... get them safe, trained, and just act like a big brother.
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He's pretty proud that he can contribute.
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| 6
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002BD516
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002BB0C8
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Boy! I think it's been like 10 years since I did one of these. Dassa said she lost my original one though. Bummer. My name is Colonel, so hey, hi!
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Chipper guy.
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| 7
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002BD5EC
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002BB0CB
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Every year we find fewer people though, so I dunno. Things are not good out there. Just getting simple food and water is tough.
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He's a tough guy but he's worried.
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| 8
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002BBE66
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002B445C
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Um... I cut holes in the bottoms of all the gym shorts, and I put glue in the mashed potatoes in the cafeteria...
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Still whispering, this is his confession
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| 9
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002BBE69
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002B445F
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Hi... Dassa asked me if I would talk about how I got here. She asked everybody. So I said okay. My name is Colonel, and I'm 13 years old.
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Teenager, unsure of why he was asked to talk to everybody, and is really nervous. He's had a rough life.
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| 10
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002BD22F
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002B5A29
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I haven't seen daddy since the bombs and so I guess he left because of that too... It's okay, I am trying to be good now though.
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He is a little louder but is on the verge of tears
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| 11
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002BBE68
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002BAB70
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I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything... um... the bombs and the messed up people and the cows with two heads. All of it.
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After he says "um" the rest is whispered like he's confessing.
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| 12
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002BBE67
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002BAB71
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I was bad... just bad. I cheated on my spelling test, I kicked Chip Wilkins in the shins until he cried, I pushed Rosie McCloy down the stairs...
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Whispering, he confesses (this confession continues)
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| 13
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002BD230
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002BB06A
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And um... I just wanted to say I'm sorry about everything... because my dad said if I wasn't this way then bad things wouldn't happen...
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He's a little louder than a whisper, seems genuinely contrite
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| 14
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002BD22E
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002BB06D
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*sniffles* I'm not old enough to be a Volunteer but Dassa said I could help collect food and water... so I'm getting better, I promise!
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He sniffles away tears at the start. He knows he's being a better kid but he still feels really guilty.
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| 15
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002BD231
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002BB0C6
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I told Harold Newell to eat ten dead flies a day in order to grow muscles, and um, I put Nuka-Cola in the rat cage water bottles at the pet store...
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His confession continues, still whispering...
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| 16
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002BD323
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002BB112
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And um... daddy? If you're listening... I promise I won't be bad anymore so you can come back now. Okay? Okay. Bye. *sniffles*
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His voice waivers and cracks , holding back tears.
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