* The Pigs * Working class husband.
This is a listing of every "entry" in a given game conversation as scraped from the game files. Entries often contain written dialogue, as well as conditional logic governing their appearance to the player. They also link to other entries, sometimes automatically and sometimes through player action. This page is best used to search for a specific word or phrase, as following the links in this format can be difficult. For an experience that better accommodates the branching structure of these conversations, see the corresponding interactive page.
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0 | None |
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1 | None |
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2 | Titus Hardie | The big man laughs, nearly spitting out his beer. "What's that, copper? You want us to help little old ladies now?" |
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3 | You | "There's an old catatonic lady in the old fish market, on the other side of the bay. She needs help." | Variable["TASK.tell_hardie_to_take_care_of_pigs"] == true |
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4 | You | "She had my gun." |
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5 | You | "Nope! She didn't have anything of mine." |
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6 | Titus Hardie | "No? Well, whatever then, copper." Titus chugs his beer down and wipes his mouth. |
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7 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You're *local law enforcement* aren't you?" The lieutenant looks Titus in the eye. "Helping troubled civilians should fall under your jurisdiction." |
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8 | Titus Hardie | "You're fucking with me." The big man slams his beer onto the table. "Your gun! She had your fucking gun!" |
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9 | Shanky | "Sure did, boss!" The rat-man's face is twisted with a smile. "Heard him loud and clear -- the pig's lost his gun to The Pigs!" |
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10 | None |
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11 | You | "How did she get like this?" |
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12 | You | "Who was she?" |
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13 | Titus Hardie | "Boy howdy." He sips his beer, recovering. "Well. We'll get her help. You just stay out of the way. Way far out of the way." |
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14 | You | "What's her name? Her real name." |
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15 | You | "Where'd she get all her cop gear?" |
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16 | You | "Thanks for helping out with this one, Titus." [Leave.] |
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17 | Eugene | "Hey," Eugene interjects. "Wasn't Evrart's B Team looking for her the other day? They said something about her... I dunno, finding something?" |
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18 | Titus Hardie | "Yeah, I think you're right, Gene." Titus gives him a beer salute and turns to you. "She have something of yours, pig?" |
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19 | Eugene | "No, they totally said what it was... What was it..." He's still thinking it over in the corner. "Anyone remember?" |
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20 | Alain | The tattooed man scratches his head with his knuckles. "I don't remember, I was fuckin' drunk." |
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21 | Titus Hardie | "Let me know if you figure it out back there," the big man says, turning to you. "Now, anything else we can help you with?" |
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22 | Titus Hardie | "No problemo, cop-man. We take care of our mentally ill here in Martinaise. Ain't that right, boys?" |
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23 | None |
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24 | Eugene | "Sure enough!" Eugene raises his glass in toast. "We're the *real* heroes on these streets!" |
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25 | Alain | The tattooed Mesque sinks into his seat, unsure how to respond. "Yeah... you should be." |
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26 | Titus Hardie | "Get wanting to be a cop, you mean? Well, she..." He furrows his brow in thought. "Shit, I don't actually know. Anyone know why she started acting like a pig?" |
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27 | Alain | "No fuckin' clue," the tattooed man shouts. "It's gotta be the crazy. Who'd *want* to be a pig?" |
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28 | You | "Someone who wanted to set the world right before it ends. Ever think of that?" |
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29 | Alain | "Fuck you, pig!" He stands. "What the fuck you playing at, huh?" |
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30 | You | "More like who *wouldn't*! Cool uniforms, fast machines, packing heat? Sign me up!" |
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31 | You | "I didn't want it. Kim has it." |
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32 | You | "Law enforcement is a respectable occupation, sir." |
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33 | Kim Kitsuragi | "It's been taken care of," the lieutenant replies laconically. "But she hasn't been." |
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34 | You | "I can't but feel partially responsible for the unhealthy culture that poor woman latched onto. I'm sorry." |
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35 | Kim Kitsuragi |
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36 | Kim Kitsuragi | CheckItem("gun_villiers") |
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37 | Kim Kitsuragi | (CheckItem("gun_villiers")) == false |
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38 | None |
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39 | Titus Hardie | He takes off his cap and scratches his head. "Auntie LePlante, we always called her. Something LePlante?" |
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40 | Kim Kitsuragi |
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41 | Kim Kitsuragi | IsKimHere() |
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42 | Kim Kitsuragi | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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43 | Alain | "Marianne, *amigo*," he says pouring himself another drink. |
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44 | Titus Hardie | "Probably for the best. At least it's not going to do harm there..." He sips his beer, recovering. "Well. We'll get her help. You just stay out of the way. Way far out of the way." |
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45 | You | "Marianne Amigo LePlante." |
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46 | Titus Hardie | "At least it's in good hands." He sips his beer, recovering. "Well. We'll get her help. You just stay out of the way. Way far out of the way." |
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47 | Titus Hardie | The big man stares at you, still stunned. Too stunned to even drink his beer. "Where is it now," he asks slowly. "I don't see it..." |
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48 | Titus Hardie | "Yeah, cop, that's some pretty fucking weird shit to say. *The Pigs* level weird." The big man shrugs. "But whatever gets you through the day." |
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49 | Alain | He blinks. "No, I didn't. Because I'm not fucking stupid, *polizonte*." |
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50 | You | "It fell into the water." |
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51 | Alain | "You're already signed up, *cerdo*." The man shakes his head. "This guy's seriously damaged, T." |
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52 | Alain | "Respectable professions don't shoot kids, *cerdo*!" He stands, hands wrapped tight around the back of his chair. "They don't beat confessions out of prisoners!" |
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53 | Kim Kitsuragi |
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54 | Kim Kitsuragi | Variable["boardwalk.thepigs_kim_did_not_get_weapon"] |
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55 | Kim Kitsuragi | (Variable["boardwalk.thepigs_kim_did_not_get_weapon"]) == false |
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56 | Authority | You absolute fool. |
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57 | You | "Marianne LePlante." |
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58 | Titus Hardie | "Yeah, yeah. We'll send someone out. Who is -- wait... It's *The Pigs*, isn't it?" |
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59 | You | "If you wanna be the local law enforcement, these kind of things fall on your shoulders." |
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60 | Eugene | "Easy, Al." The man says soothingly. "Don't let him get to you. Have one for Auntie LePlante, huh?" |
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61 | Titus Hardie | The big guy nods, drinking his toast. "Anything else you wanted to know?" |
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62 | Titus Hardie | The big man stares at you, still stunned. Too stunned to even drink his beer. "Well," he says after a moment. "At least I can see you got it back. If you have any questions..." He waves in circles, still searching for words. |
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63 | Titus Hardie | "Don't disrespect Miss LePlante, copper." The big man finishes off a can. "She's good people. We all get a little crazy sometimes." |
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64 | Titus Hardie | "Ah, don't worry about it, Al." The big man smiles, pushing up his cap. "The cops wanna dress up and play policeman. Let 'em. We'll keep doing the real work." |
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65 | Authority | Whatever you do, do not admit to these punks you lost your gun. You will suffer if you do. |
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66 | Kim Kitsuragi |
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67 | Kim Kitsuragi | Variable["whirling.hardies_pigs_authority"] |
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68 | Kim Kitsuragi | (Variable["whirling.hardies_pigs_authority"]) == false |
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69 | None |
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70 | None |
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71 | Titus Hardie | The big man shrugs. "Whatever, cop. Don't worry about it. We'll take care of our own." |
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72 | Titus Hardie | "Easy there, Al." He turns to the tattooed man, who is taking heaving breaths. "Sit down. We've got one of our own to take care of. So let's not get worked up." |
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73 | Titus Hardie | "Dunno," Titus says, shrugging. "She lives by the water. Shit washes up all the time on the beach." |
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74 | Esprit de Corps | Station 41. A man carries a crate of rusted, unused badges. "You think these would net us something at the annual auction?" A balding detective drags a comb futilely across his head. "Shit, who'd want those? Just dump them into the river." |
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75 | Kim Kitsuragi |
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76 | Kim Kitsuragi | IsKimHere() |
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77 | Kim Kitsuragi | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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78 | Titus Hardie | "Was? Like before? Just an old lady. Her kids moved away years ago. Never come to visit, never took her calls. She gets... out every now and then." He swirls his beer. "She did right by lots of us when we were kids. Always was a little off, but still." |
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79 | Rhetoric | Us kids? That must have been ages ago. She was better then. |
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80 | You | "Someone whose only connection to the outside world is Channel 8 and it's cop programs?" | Variable["boardwalk.pigs_conze_explained_pigs"] == true |
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81 | Alain | "Oh, don't even get me started on that Gareth Morrand crap!" The Mesque gets visibly agitated. "That racist fucking fuck... motherfucker." |
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82 | Titus Hardie | "Easy, Al..." He glances over his shoulder. "We all hate him. The man's all cock and no balls. Can't trust a fella like that." |
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83 | Rhetoric | Must be a local saying. |
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84 | You | "Yup. Her." |
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85 | Titus Hardie | He pushes up his cap. "God, poor lady. Don't worry. We'll handle this. I think she's got some family in Couron or something... Bastards left her alone when she got sick, we've been getting complaints." |
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86 | Empathy | The children kept her together. |
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87 | Kim Kitsuragi |
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88 | Kim Kitsuragi | IsKimHere() |
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89 | Kim Kitsuragi | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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90 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Police paraphernalia doesn't just wash up on the coast, people. It's not like we dump it at night. She bought it, collected it." |
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91 | None |
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