Kalnor: What does it look like? I'm a guard and I'm keeping an eye out for strangers like you. Vault Dweller: Who are doing here? And what is this place? Vault Dweller: You couldn't run the schoolyard, Chromo.
We have the run of the streets, and we rule the streets at night. Vinne: We are the one and only Junktown gang.
Vault Dweller: Looks like there's enough butt in here already. Gizmo: Get your butt in here and sit down. Set: What is that? Sucking up? Listen, walker, I don't do the deal with norms, so blowing smoke up the tail ain't going to get you head seat at the table. Vault Dweller: Wow, you're pretty smart for a ghoul. Why don't you come back when your mama teaches you some manners.ĭecker: All a matter of semantics but yes, kill them. Mayor Killian Darkwater: Oh, you obviously have me confused with someone who has to take your lip. Mayor Killian Darkwater: The name's Killian. Vault Dweller: You? Wake up, pal, you're still dreaming. Mayor Killian Darkwater: You're damn straight this is my place! Now get the hell out before I make your head a wall decoration! Mayor Killian Darkwater: Now what the Uncle Sam-hell do you think you're doing here? Harold: Everywhere! Hell, seemed like you couldn't fart without hitting one. Vault Dweller: Where were the mutants coming from?
