Savoir Faire convinces you on the merits of being an Ultraliberal -- Gossamer State.
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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1 | None |
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2 | Savoir Faire | Wow, you work *hard*. |
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3 | You | I do? |
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4 | You | (Discard thought.) |
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5 | Savoir Faire | I know you're in a hurry, sir -- off to work really hard, as always -- I just need *one* moment of your time to discuss how hard you hustle. |
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6 | Savoir Faire | Oh, yes. You hustle. You're a provider. It's tough out there, but you keep it real and provide... |
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7 | You | I guess I do, yeah. |
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8 | You | What hard work do I do exactly? |
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9 | Savoir Faire | Oh yeah! Like a horse. A work horse. For hard work. |
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10 | Savoir Faire | Look at yourself, you're a human pedometer! You must have walked 200,000 steps down cracked asphalt, mosaic, sand, and linoleum after you re-emerged. |
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11 | Savoir Faire | That is the sign of a hustler who never gives up. The world is harsh and people are evil -- you didn't make it that way. And you won't let it break you. You *ride*. |
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12 | You | Yeah, I ride. A little. |
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13 | You | I fuckin' ride till I die, bitch. |
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14 | You | I'm not sure I *ride*... |
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15 | Savoir Faire | Oh, you do. You *make* money. You got gills, baby, meaning those black papers with the faces of the innocences on them. You bring in the Franconegros and the Solas. |
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16 | Savoir Faire | A little? You *make* money. You got gills, baby, got those black papers with the faces of the innocences on them. You bring in the Franconegros and the Solas. |
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17 | Savoir Faire | It ain't easy, but you *do* it. Day in and day out. You didn't make the rules but you won't lose! You're a cop and a sprinter and a money printer. |
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18 | None |
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19 | You | I mean yeah, I *did* take that bribe from that Joyce woman. | Variable["character.liberal_thought_money_from_joyce"] |
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20 | You | I guess I've made *some* gills, sure. |
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21 | You | Can't say I didn't make that Siileng guy give some of his money either. | Variable["character.liberal_thought_money_from_siileng"] |
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22 | You | Sure, and I got that giant novelty cheque from Evrart... | Variable["character.liberal_thought_money_from_evrart"] |
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23 | Savoir Faire | Oh yeah, you took that bribe *hard*. You're a killa'. |
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24 | Savoir Faire | Can't say that -- you *shook* him. You're a killer. A shark. |
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25 | Savoir Faire | Wasn't *easy* getting that giant novelty cheque from Evrart. Took some ingenuity to get into the harbour, but you got in -- and you *took* that bribe as hard as any cop's taken it. |
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26 | You | You could say I took some money from that MaƱana guy too. | Variable["character.liberal_thought_money_from_manana"] |
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27 | Savoir Faire | You didn't log that in as a donation either -- you don't log any of that shit in, you're a straight rider. |
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28 | None |
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29 | Savoir Faire | Sure, sure. And has it been easy? Is life easy? Have you *not* gone into cardiac arrest? Are you *not* about to have an anxiety attack or shoot yourself in the mouth? But you still hustle 24/7, ride or die. Now, ask yourself... |
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30 | Savoir Faire | ...are you *rich*? |
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31 | Savoir Faire | That's just what it's like -- life and death. But you got *gills* on your side, baby, got those black papers with the faces of the innocences on them -- you bring in the Franconegros and the Solas. |
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32 | You | Oh, and then there's pawning stuff off to that suspicious Roy guy. | Variable["character.liberal_thought_roy_pawned"] |
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33 | Savoir Faire | Yeah, you're in the sales business. Shake 'em for shit and then pawn it off, *law officer*-style. |
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34 | You | Yes. Quite. |
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35 | You | No, I'm actually *not*. |
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36 | Savoir Faire | Get outta here! You're a pauper! You work harder than *anyone*, almost rode yourself to the grave and you're still practically a *hobo* -- why is that? |
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37 | Savoir Faire | That's right. You work harder than *anyone*, you almost rode yourself to the grave and you're still practically a *hobo* -- why is that? |
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38 | None |
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39 | You | It's because of that Garte guy riding my ass! |
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40 | You | The system is broken! |
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41 | You | There's a market for corrupt cops out there, but the immigrant cops have price dumped it. |
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42 | You | I don't know. Why *am* I so poor? |
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43 | Savoir Faire | Boohoo, *the system is broken*. *The establishment is keeping me down...* That's not the fuck-yeah attitude you're used to, what is this? Why are you so poor? |
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44 | Savoir Faire | Look, the immigrants are cool. The immigrants play *cool* music. Everyone likes them. Especially the women. Don't hate on the immigrants. They've got nothing to do with you living under a boat. |
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45 | Savoir Faire | The Garte-man has set himself up one of those self replicating money-structures. You should *learn* from it. Don't play the victim. Think, hustler. Think with your head. |
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46 | Savoir Faire | Because of the TAXES. G-man's got his jam-covered sticky-fingers in your pocket, stealing from you every time you buy, sell, walk, talk, fart, so much as sneeze! |
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47 | Savoir Faire | That's right! One-hundred percent. Fucking G-man's got his jam-covered sticky-fingers in your pocket, stealing from you every time you buy, sell, walk, talk, fart, so much as sneeze! |
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48 | You | Fucking taxes, man. |
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49 | Savoir Faire | What are you not sure about?! They're *milking* your nipples till they bleed. Can't you see? Aren't you *sick and tired* of having bloody nipples? |
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50 | Rhetoric | Aren't taxes almost non-existent in the Gossamer State that is Revachol? |
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51 | None |
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52 | You | I thought there *were* no taxes. | Variable["character.liberal_thought_rhet"] |
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53 | You | Really? Every time I sneeze? |
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54 | Savoir Faire | You and I both, but they got those *indirect modes of taxation*. Sales tax, excise duty, extraction tax, this tax that doesn't even have a name -- plus there's the stuff *people in other countries* pay for, that makes them ask for more money from *you* here! The Gossamer State's a myth. In total the Coalition Government is taking... |
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55 | Savoir Faire | NINETY-EIGHT PERCENT OF ALL YOUR MONEY. |
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56 | Savoir Faire | Every time you wipe your ass! They got their direct and their *indirect modes of taxation*: sales tax, excise duty, extraction tax, alimony, one tax that doesn't even have a name! Plus there's the stuff *people in other countries* pay for, that makes them ask for more money from *you* here. Total tax duties add up to... |
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57 | You | NO FUCKING WAY. I guess I'm a free market fundamentalist now. (Opt in.) |
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58 | You | Are you sure? That seems like a pretty big number... |
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59 | You | This isn't helping me solve my money problem, it's only making me into a free-market type. (Opt out.) |
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60 | Savoir Faire | Here you go, hustler, fight the righteous fight! Free the people. Keep it real. Keep it street. Keep foaming at the mouth *furiously* on the tax issue! |
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61 | You | Bleeding nipples are kind of a pain, but how will deregulation help with that? (Opt in, but only a little.) |
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62 | Savoir Faire | It's *all* about the tax issue, hustler. No other problem in the world is as pressing as top-marginal tax rates, and don't you fucking forget it. |
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63 | Savoir Faire | What are you, a racist? Don't be a racist! Be a cool immigrant ultraliberal free market advocate! Ride or die, keep it street! |
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64 | You | Well... if *not* being an ultraliberal makes me a racist then I guess I should be an ultraliberal? (Opt in.) |
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65 | You | Go away! [Discard thought.] |
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66 | Savoir Faire | Here you go, hustler, fight the righteous fight! Free the people. Keep it real. Keep it street. Keep foaming at the mouth *furiously* on the tax issue! |
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67 | Conceptualization | This guy's appropriating the emerging Boogie Street lingo as part of his sales pitch for the free market economy. |
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68 | You | You're trying to sound like a Boogie Street youth to peddle me this stuff, aren't you? | Variable["character.liberal_thought_concept"] |
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69 | Savoir Faire | Yeah, ain't it cool, rider?! Ain't it street? |
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70 | You | It's not. (Opt out.) |
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71 | Savoir Faire | He did, yes he did. And you took it. Took it and put in in your pocket. Ka-ching, baby doll. Officer Hustle riding shotgun. |
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72 | You | Yeah, and Evrart gave me that fiver." | Variable["cargo.took_evrart_5_real"] == true |
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