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This is a transcript for dialogue with Wellingham. |
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AO_Companion_Bar[]
| # | SCENE | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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| 1 | AO_Companion_Bar_Wellingham | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | Excuse me, madame, but if you wish to be served I'd ask that you maintain proper decorum. | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A1a |
| 2 | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | {Surprised and happy to see another of his kind (Mister Handy) / Disbelief} Can it be? Had I not recently run a diagnostic scan, I would've thought I was malfunctioning. | A2a | ||
| 3 | {Impressed at the quality of his fellow Mister Handy. / Impressed} I've yet to see a model remotely as pristine as myself since the war. I must say, you're quite impressive. | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A2b | ||
| 4 | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | But, of course, madame. What do you require? | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A3a | |
| 5 | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | Do I know you, sir? Surely not. I would recognize the aroma. | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A4a | |
| 6 | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | {A ghoul, a hideously irradiated person who is normally banned from town, walked into your restaurant.} Oh my. A Ghoul. You're even more hideous than I'd imagined. | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A5a | |
| 7 | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | I'm well, thank you. And what can I get for you today, Mr. MacCready? | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A6a | |
| 8 | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | {Overly loud and falsely angry.} Piper! I told you never to show your face here again! | A7a | ||
| 9 | {Quietly friendly and conspiratorial.} Nothing new, darling. Though there's a rumor Ann Codman is offering good money for other people's hair. | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A7b | ||
| 10 | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | Are you quite sure? The Dugout Inn may be more what you're looking for. They offer a variety of cheap beverages for the undiscriminating palate. | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A8a | |
| 11 | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | A super mutant. One of the green brotherhood. How splendid. | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A9a | |
| 12 | myActor: All right, you bucket-of-bolts. What's good here? | Nicholas. Have you finally reconsidered my offer? | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | A10a | |
| 13 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | Madame, if you don't refrain from using that tone with me, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A1a | |
| 14 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | {Friendly. Making an observation about people these days. / Friendly} As rare as proper manners these days. | A2a | ||
| 15 | {Happy and polite. / Happy} Believe me when I say you're a breath of fresh air. I do hope our paths will cross again. | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A2b | ||
| 16 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | Ten caps. You are welcome here anytime. Especially if you don't bring your shabby friend. | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A3a | |
| 17 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | You are not fit to disparage the slightest part of the great Henry Cooke. | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A4a | |
| 18 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | {You're trying to figure out how to work out a business transaction with someone you refuse to touch.} Hmm. Perhaps we can come to some understanding. Place your caps on the floor. I can collect them later. | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A5a | |
| 19 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | Of course I do, sir. I was just hoping to pursuade you to try something new. | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A6a | |
| 20 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | {Quietly friendly and conspiratorial.} You didn't hear it from me. | A7a | ||
| 21 | {Overly loud and falsely angry.} Now, don't you have a sewer to trawl? | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A7b | ||
| 22 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | Well... you are rather... dusty. We do try to maintain a standard of dress and decorum. | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A8a | |
| 23 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | Righto. No drinks. No talking. | A9a | ||
| 24 | The customer is always right I say. Even if the customer is big and green. | A9b | |||
| 25 | That's what keeps people coming back here. My attention to customer service. | A9c | |||
| 26 | I'm extremely attentive. Why sometimes I know what they want before they even say anything. | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A9d | ||
| 27 | myActor: The hell's wrong with you? I was only bein' friendly ya walkin' garbage can. | {Excited at the prospect of becoming a detective.} Oh, I needn't be on the signs. But think of it! Two mechanical sleuths, storming the Commonwealth! And I've been told I look quite dapper in hats. | myActor: Fine. Just give me what you've got and let me laugh at you in peace. | A10a | |
| 28 | {Impressed - Noticed Wellingham, another Mister Handy in good condition. / Impressed} Impressive. That Mister Handy looks to be in excellent condition. | Bartender: Excuse me, madame, but if you wish to be served I'd ask that you maintain proper decorum. | A2a | ||
| 29 | Bartender: Excuse me, madame, but if you wish to be served I'd ask that you maintain proper decorum. | {Impressed with both himself and his fellow robot as being one of the few around in such good quality. / Impressed} As are you. I do believe we're a bit of a rarity these days. | Bartender: Madame, if you don't refrain from using that tone with me, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. | A2a | |
| 30 | Bartender: Madame, if you don't refrain from using that tone with me, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. | {Friendly and polite. / Friendly} As do I. Until we meet again. | A2a | ||
| 31 | myActor: Okay, please tell me this robot bartender knows how to pour a drink. | {Friendly with a professional tone. / Friendly} Pardon me, but I just wanted to say how refreshing it is to see another model both intact and in service. | Bartender: Excuse me, madame, but if you wish to be served I'd ask that you maintain proper decorum. | A2a |
ConvDiamondCityMS05BCoda[]
| # | SCENE | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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| 32 | ConvDiamondCityMS05BCodaScene | ClarenceCodman: Mmm. Wellingham. The best you've ever made. | {Concerned.} Thank you, sir. It was no effort whatsoever. | A1a |
DialogueDiamondCity[]
| # | SCENE | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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| 33 | WellinghamGreetScene | {generic "coming from another conversation and getting back to business" line} Now, if you are done talking, I am... obligated to sell you drinks on request. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | |
| 34 | {generic "coming from another conversation and getting back to business" line} Were you going to buy a drink? Not that hovering here and listening to you droll on isn't thrilling... | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | ||
| 35 | {generic "coming from another conversation and getting back to business" line} Anyway, if you're ordering a drink, please do, so I can be done talking to you. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | ||
| 36 | {snob} I may have been programmed to serve, but in your case, I shall do so disdainfully. Let me know when you're ready to order. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | ||
| 37 | {Recalling a job the player did for him, but still irritated by his/her presence. Last sentence is disdainful.} Ah yes. The egg dealer. Come to erase some memories with drink, I presume? Who could blame you? | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | ||
| 38 | {snob} I'll be breaking out the cheap moonshine, so that miss may drink in a manner more suitable for her. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | ||
| 39 | {snob} Another low-life coming to drink with us, I see. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | ||
| 40 | {snob} I'll be breaking out the cheap moonshine, so that sir may drink in a manner more suitable for him. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | ||
| 41 | {snob} If you insist on embarrassing yourself with alcohol, I'm programmed to oblige. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | ||
| 42 | {snob} Please tell me you don't want anything to drink. Please. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A | ||
| 43 | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | {snobbish, about to show the menu} *sigh* Very well. | A1a | ||
| 44 | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | {snobbish, about to show the menu} I'm afraid I must oblige. | A2a | ||
| 45 | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | {snobbish, about to show the menu} Our menu, if you can understand it. | A3a | ||
| 46 | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | {snobbish, about to show the menu} Tastes for a sophisticated palette. | A4a | ||
| 47 | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | {snobbish, about to show the menu} If you insist. | A5a | ||
| 48 | Player Default: Not interested. | {snobby, glad the player isn't drinking here} Thank god... | B1a | ||
| 49 | Player Default: Not interested. | {snobby, glad the player isn't drinking here} A prudent decision. | B2a | ||
| 50 | Player Default: Not interested. | {snobby, glad the player isn't drinking here} Glad to see you know your place. | B3a | ||
| 51 | Player Default: Not interested. | {snobby, glad the player isn't drinking here} Goodbye. Don't come back. | B4a | ||
| 52 | Player Default: Not interested. | {snobby, glad the player isn't drinking here} Go away then. Shoo. | B5a | ||
| 53 | Player Default: I'll think about it. | Please don't come back. | X1a | ||
| 54 | Player Default: I'll think about it. | Perhaps you'll realize you don't belong here. | X2a | ||
| 55 | Player Default: I'll think about it. | Oh god, it's trying to think it over... | X3a | ||
| 56 | Player Default: I'll think about it. | Hmph. | X4a | ||
| 57 | Player Default: I'll think about it. | Very well. Next time I won't be so pleasant. | X5a | ||
| 58 | Player Default: Do you take this charge card? | {snob} No problem at all. My programming dictates that I serve all customers in the Colonial Taphouse. Even those that obviously don't belong. | Y1a | ||
| 59 | {snob} Just know that my sensors indicate that you have dangerously low levels of class for this establishment. | Wellingham: No problem at all. My programming dictates that I serve all customers in the Colonial Taphouse. Even those that obviously don't belong. | Y1b | ||
| 60 | - | {condescending} Oh dear, it doesn't know how to speak. | |||
| 61 | {condescending, sarcastic} Take your time. Please... | ||||
| 62 | {condescending, sarcastic} Oh yes, just keep me waiting... |
IntroSceneDiamondCityUpperStands[]
| # | SCENE | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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| 63 | UpperStandsIntroSceneStart | Malcolm: Another glass of wine, Wellingham... | {tending bar at a ritzy establishment for rich people} Certainly, sir. Anything for an Upper Stands resident... | Malcolm: This is what I like about you, Wellingham. You know what you are. Not trying to be anything other than helpful. | A1a |
| 64 | Malcolm: Not like those people down there. Lower Field workers always want what they haven't earned. | An astute observation, sir. Let me just freshen your glass again. | Malcolm: Thank you, Wellingham... | A1a |
MS05B[]
| # | SCENE | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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| 65 | MS05B_TurnInEggToWellingham | {Irritated.} I do hope you're not here to speak to me. | Wellingham: What are you... oh. The eggs. Ah, you must be with those... gunny people. Though your superior had implied there would be more of you but, no matter. | A | |
| 66 | {After "you again," give an exasperated sigh and delivers the following line with true exhaustion.} Oh. You again. Can I help you? | Wellingham: What are you... oh. The eggs. Ah, you must be with those... gunny people. Though your superior had implied there would be more of you but, no matter. | A | ||
| 67 | {The player has a delivery Wellingham is waiting on.} Finally back to complete delivery? | Player Default: Here, take it. | A | ||
| 68 | Wellingham: Don't just go waving it around willy-nilly. | {Dismissive.} Now, don't you have Mole Rat roasting on a stick somewhere you need to attend to? | A1a | ||
| 69 | Player Default: Well, then. | {A bit exasperated. Sigh before beginning.} I suppose this will have to do. | Wellingham: Here. For a less-than-adequate job, but a job nonetheless. | A1a | |
| 70 | Player Default: At last... | {Confused.} But, is this it? Where are the rest? | Player Default: Sorry. That's the only one that made the trip. There were... complications. | A1a | |
| 71 | Player Default: Sorry. That's the only one that made the trip. There were... complications. | Well, then. | Wellingham: I suppose this will have to do. | A1a | |
| 72 | Player Default: Smashed to bits on the floor of the Museum of Witchcraft. You're welcome to go collect what's left. | {A little nervous.} Now, now. That won't be necessary. | Wellingham: I suppose this will have to do. | B1a | |
| 73 | Player Default: All the others made the trip up to that big Deathclaw nest in the sky. | {The player just said something rather sarcastic.} Is that so? | Wellingham: I suppose this will have to do. | X1a | |
| 74 | Player Default: Do you really need more than one? | {Add a strong pause between "ample" and "appetites." You're subtlety calling them fat.} Our patrons are men and women of ample... appetites. I had been hoping to keep them sated for at least the next fortnight. | Y1a | ||
| 75 | {A bit disappointed.} These things can never turn out as planned, can they? | Wellingham: I suppose this will have to do. | Y1b | ||
| 76 | Player Default: Here, take it. | {Pleased about receiving a late delivery.} At last... | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | A1a | |
| 77 | Player Default: I think I'll hang onto this. | {Irritated.} I never. I shall be speaking to your superior about this. | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | B1a | |
| 78 | Player Default: What you're offering's not enough. I risked life and several limbs to deliver this. | {Irritated.} Fine, fine. 300 caps. Well above market value. | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | X1a | |
| 79 | Player Default: What you're offering's not enough. I risked life and several limbs to deliver this. | {A bit nervous.} Alright, 400. Whatever it takes to get you on your way. | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | X2a | |
| 80 | Player Default: What you're offering's not enough. I risked life and several limbs to deliver this. | {A bit stern.} Oh very well. 500, but not a cap more. Now. The eggs. | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | X3a | |
| 81 | Player Default: What you're offering's not enough. I risked life and several limbs to deliver this. | {A bit nervous.} You're lucky to be getting anything at all considering your lateness. No, the fee stands - 200 caps. | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | X4a | |
| 82 | Player Default: What exactly are you planning to do with the eggs? | {Annoyed.} Hmm. Well, if you must know, one of our patrons has been asking after a cooked Deathclaw egg, a la Wellingham, for some time. | Y1a | ||
| 83 | {Like he's concerned he's going to catch something by speaking to the player for too long.} But with your, albeit late, arrival, I can finally make good on his request. Ugh. "Make good." Already beginning to speak like one of you. | Y1b | |||
| 84 | {Stern.} Now, can we please hurry this up? Are you going to hand them over or not? | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | Y1c | ||
| 85 | Player Default: What exactly are you planning to do with the eggs? | {Annoyed.} Well, if you must know, one of our patrons had been asking after a Deathclaw egg, a la Wellingham, for some time now. | Y2a | ||
| 86 | {Sell in hibernation mode should be said with some swagger. Essentially saying he could sell them in his sleep.} Unfortunately he's since met an untimely end, but I could sell fresh Lynn Woods Deathclaw eggs while in hibernation mode. | Y2b | |||
| 87 | Now, are you going to hand them over or not? | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | Y2c | ||
| 88 | Player Default: What exactly are you planning to do with the eggs? | {Annoyed.} Our plans for the eggs are none of your concern. Now, are you going to hand them over or not? | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | Y3a | |
| 89 | Wellingham: I suppose this will have to do. | {A bit disappointed.} Here. For a less-than-adequate job, but a job nonetheless. | Wellingham: And the special request your superior made. Major Jefferies, was it? I trust you can get this to its destination. | A1a | |
| 90 | Wellingham: Here. For a less-than-adequate job, but a job nonetheless. | {Conspiratorially.} And the special request your superior made. Major Jefferies, was it? I trust you can get this to its destination. | A1a | ||
| 91 | {Conspiratorially.} Don't just go waving it around willy-nilly. | Wellingham: Now, don't you have Mole Rat roasting on a stick somewhere you need to attend to? | A1b | ||
| 92 | RobotMrHandy: I do hope you're not here to speak to me. | {Initially confused, then believing he recognizes the player.} What are you... oh. The eggs. Ah, you must be with those... gunny people. Though your superior had implied there would be more of you but, no matter. | Y1a | ||
| 93 | The negotiated fee was 200 caps per egg. A generous amount indeed considering your... tardiness. | Y1b | |||
| 94 | Though our clientele do expect nothing short of the most pristine Deathclaw eggs. Now, do you have something for me? | Wellingham: But, is this it? Where are the rest? | Y1c | ||
| 95 | MS05B_TurnInEggToWellingham01_WrapUp | ClarenceCodman: Wellingham? Has my breakfast finally arrived? | {Obsequious and apologetic.} Yes, sir. Endless apologies for the ludicrous lateness of it all. It shall be ready posthaste. | Wellingham: You, on your way now. I've yolk to poach. | A1a |
| 96 | Wellingham: Yes, sir. Endless apologies for the ludicrous lateness of it all. It shall be ready posthaste. | {Stern.} You, on your way now. I've yolk to poach. | A1a | ||
| 97 | MS05B_TurnInEggToWellinghamCodmanDead | {A little sad.} Unfortunately, Mr. Codman is no longer with us to accept delivery, but, here, for your trouble. | Wellingham: And the special request your superior made. Major Jefferies, was it? I trust you can get this to its destination. | A1a | |
| 98 | Wellingham: Don't just go waving it around willy-nilly. | {Dismissive.} Now, don't you have Mole Rat roasting on a stick somewhere you need to attend to? | A1a | ||
| 99 | - | {Coming to terms with the fact he's getting a less than expected delivery.} Yes, well, I suppose this will have to do. |
MS05BPostQuest[]
| # | SCENE | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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| 100 | MS05BPostQuest_WellinghamConvo | {Intrigued.} Deathclaw egg, you say? Hmm, intriguing. I, of course will need to examine it before I can... | Y1a | ||
| 101 | {Disgusted.} My word! What have you done to it? Looks like it's been through a sewer. I can't serve that. | Wellingham: I'll give you this much. Just get that thing out of my sight. Here. | Y1b | ||
| 102 | Wellingham: My word! What have you done to it? Looks like it's been through a sewer. I can't serve that. | I'll give you this much. Just get that thing out of my sight. Here. | Y1a | ||
| 103 | - | {Intrigued.} Deathclaw egg, you say? Let me just have a... |