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Appearances[edit | edit source]
"Tell me about it."
"Yeah, no shit, huh?"
"I hear that, man."
"I hear that, girl."
"He he he. Damn, man, you're starting to sound like me. Old and bitter."
"He he he. Damn, girl, you're starting to sound like me. Old and bitter."
"I'd tell you to shut up and everything's great, but that'd make me a hypocrite. And I might be a lot of things, but I ain't no fuckin' hypocrite."
"Hey, you remember that time you and me made that scab take off his clothes and run into the Steel Yard? Fucking Trogs tore him apart! Ha ha ha ha!"
"Ashur needs to send us out on a good old fashioned raid. Like March of '73? Me, you and that strung-out Ghoul chick? Ha ha ha ha!"
"What I wouldn't give for a random Radscorpion attack. Those fuckers make for some good target practice..."
"Don't get me wrong - beatin' on the scabs is okay some days, but there's got to be more to life. Any ideas?"
"Sometimes I miss the early days, ya know? Shit was so unpredictable. Uprisings, Ghoul attacks. Kept a motherfucker on his toes. Now? Pfft."
"Know what we should do? Me and you? Get some leave time and get out of The Pitt for a few days. Head south into Paradise Falls. Somethin'..."
"Maybe I'll talk to Zubrowski or Diehl, get a card game going. Not exactly exciting, but it beats sitting around with our thumbs up our asses, right?"
"I was thinkin', maybe we could convince the boss man to have regular fights in the Hole. Shit, I'd go in, see what I'm made of. We could both do it."
"Okay, how's this for a plan? I get hold of some of the Lord's private stash, and the two of us get wasted beyond all fuckin' belief. Yeah?"
"Hmmm... I'm getting an idea. Picture this... a Trog, three scabs, two live grenades... and a Brahmin. We take 'em out to the bridge, right? And..."
"Man, me and you need to get one of those uninfected scab whores, get her shitfaced, and just see what happens."
"Tell you what. You arrange for the two of us to have some fun, and then let me know. Until then... it's back to work."
"Yeah, well, we'll see. Anyway, I got to get back to my shift."
"Yeah! Yeah, that's a good idea. You get the ball rollin', and I'll check back with you tomorrow. Gotta get back to work now."
"I like the way you think. Tell you what. I'll see what I can get stirrin' on my end too, and we'll catch up later. Now... back to the grind."
"I'll do anything at this point. Another day of screamin' at scrubs and I'm gonna go fuckin' nuts. Speaking of which... duty calls."