[Aimée.] A dialogue with a woman who has a job. And a husband. And kids.
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 | You | "And can you describe me their appearance? Any features that stand out, something to make identifying a little easier?" |
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3 | Working Class Woman | "Why do you need to know this? Haven't I repeatedly told you that they are not missing? That they're in Jamrock, safe and well, at some stupid party." |
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4 | You | "I could do with a party.. A *killer* party, not a lame-o one!" | Variable["plaza.working_electrochem_did_someone_say_party"] == true |
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5 | You | "It's for the investigation. I'm trying to be professional." |
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6 | Working Class Woman | "A 'killer' party? What is it with you and *pulp* staples? My god. Please, no more talk about my daughters. They are fine!" She picks up a book and tries to concentrate. A flock of seabirds passes by. |
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7 | Working Class Woman | "Report what? He's just out, drinking with his friends... I'm sure the police has better things to do than to chase down local goofballs." |
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8 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Ma'am, just to be completely clear -- do you want to report it to the police?" |
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9 | Working Class Woman | "There is no *investigation* here, I can tell you that!" She picks up a book and tries to concentrate. A flock of seabirds passes by. |
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10 | None |
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11 | Kim Kitsuragi | "I wouldn't be so sure," he replies, before turning to face the working class woman. |
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12 | You | No, please. I don't really want to remember. |
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13 | Working Class Woman | She eyes you from head to toe: "Honestly, not that different from you." |
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14 | You | "What does your husband look like?" |
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15 | Working Class Woman | "Are you a police man or a nanny?" She's definitely disturbed by now. |
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16 | None |
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17 | Working Class Woman | "So you *are* going to look for him?" |
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18 | You | "I think I got it, thanks." (Proceed.) |
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19 | You | "No, I'm the funeral cockatoo." | Variable["plaza.working_chose_apocalypse_cockatoo"] == true |
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20 | Working Class Woman | "I don't mean to disrespect, sir, but *you* are being a bit of a cockatoo here." |
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21 | You | "Right around the corner. He has pissed himself." |
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22 | You | "Protect and serve, madam! I found your husband." | Variable["plaza.working_authority_found_husband_false"] == true and Variable["plaza.working_reached_real_husband_hub"] == false |
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23 | You | "There." (Point to the working class drunk down near the sea.) |
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24 | Working Class Woman | "Mhm. You're welcome." She reverts her attention back to the book stand. |
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25 | Working Class Woman | "Very well, then. Where is he?" She's getting impatient, her hands now picking on a random book cover. |
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26 | None |
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27 | Working Class Woman | "And I specifically added that I didn't *need* to know where he was." |
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28 | You | "No, I'm the bang-bang cockatoo." | Variable["plaza.working_chose_serious_cockatoo"] == true |
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29 | None |
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30 | You | "Maybe your husband is missing?" | Variable["plaza.working_reached_real_husband_hub"] == false |
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31 | You | "Maybe your children are missing?" | Variable["plaza.working_asked_about_husband"] == true |
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32 | You | Watch her browse books. |
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33 | You | "That's all for the moment. I'll let you read." [Leave.] |
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34 | Working Class Woman | "Yes, but..." She looks around and takes a deep breath, a little annoyed. "I don't really need to know where my husband is. Not all the time." |
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35 | You | "But you said you didn't know where he was." |
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36 | You | "Hush, baby." |
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37 | You | "Right, thanks." |
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38 | Working Class Woman | "What?" |
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39 | You | "Maybe your *cockatoo* is missing?" | Variable["plaza.working_asked_about_husband"] == true |
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40 | You | "Okay. So where are they?" |
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41 | Working Class Woman | "No. Absolutely not." Her words come out quick as gunshots. |
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42 | You | "Hello." (No ceremonies. Just hello.) |
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43 | Working Class Woman | "Hello." She nods, her attention fully focused on reading. |
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44 | You | "Who are you?" |
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45 | You | "Shouldn't a working class woman be working?" | Variable["plaza.working_logic_she_should_be_working"] == true |
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46 | You | [Leave her be.] |
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47 | Working Class Woman | "Me?" She looks up briefly. "No one, I'm just a working class woman." |
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48 | You | "No, I'm the Major Majestic cockatoo." | Variable["plaza.working_chose_superstar_cockatoo"] == true |
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49 | Working Class Woman | "That's one way to put it, yes. No offence. I'd also add that he's a little bit chubby." |
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50 | Working Class Woman | "Not all the time. Right now I'm browsing books." She pauses. "Even a working class woman needs something to read." |
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51 | You | [Leave.] |
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52 | You | "No, I'm the fuckupatoo." | Variable["plaza.working_chose_sorry_cockatoo"] == true |
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53 | You | "I'm a policeman." |
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54 | Working Class Woman | "I know you are." |
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55 | Working Class Woman |
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56 | Working Class Woman | Variable["reputation.the_law"] >=2 |
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57 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["reputation.the_law"] >=2) == false |
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58 | Working Class Woman | "What with?" She tries hard to focus on the book stand. |
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59 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Everyone can see that. The rectangles." He points to his sleeve. |
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60 | You | "Do you need the help of a policeman?" |
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61 | You | "Good then." |
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62 | Working Class Woman | "Mhm." She reverts her attention to the soggy books on the book stand. |
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63 | You | "You're right, let's not talk about your daughters. I don't know what got into me." |
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64 | Working Class Woman | "Excuse me?!" She blinks. "I don't follow." |
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65 | You | Intimacy? It's a catastrophe waiting in the wings. |
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66 | You | "Hey, I hug whomever I please! I'm a hug monster." |
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67 | You | "I am fighting for the working class." |
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68 | You | "So where could he be?" |
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69 | Working Class Woman | "My husband? No, he's not." |
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70 | Working Class Woman | "I don't know, at home now? Out drinking with his friends? Working?" |
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71 | Working Class Woman | "Is there anything else I can help you with?" |
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72 | You | "So what I'm hearing is: you don't really *know* where your husband is." |
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73 | You | "Okay, thanks." |
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74 | Inland Empire | I wonder how long has it been since you last hugged someone? |
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75 | Working Class Woman | "It's okay. We all feel out of sorts at times." She starts patting your back. "There you go, officer." |
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76 | Working Class Woman | "The what now?!" |
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77 | You | "I had the strangest... I'm not even sure." | Variable["plaza.working_tried_to_remember_female_vicinity"] == true |
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78 | Working Class Woman | She crosses her arms: "God damn it, I already told you -- my husband isn't missing!" |
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79 | Inland Empire | So tell me, how does it feel -- to be close to someone, skin to skin? |
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80 | You | "Do we have a problem with *police*?" | Variable["plaza.working_rhetoric_disco_pants"] == true |
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81 | Working Class Woman | "Police? I don't follow." She narrows her eyes, trying to understand. |
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82 | You | "The fuckupatoo. It's the one who always fucks everything up." | Variable["plaza.working_chose_sorry_cockatoo"] == true |
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83 | You | "No. But I am an officer of the law and you have just insulted my work uniform." |
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84 | Working Class Woman | "Oh, thank god, no!" She nearly begins to laugh. "It hasn't come down to *this* yet." |
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85 | You | "So let me guess... he's *disco*?" |
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86 | Half Light | Hold on! Did she just laugh at your disco pants? You're not going to leave it there, are you? |
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87 | You | "I see. What else?" |
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88 | Working Class Woman | "No, no!" Her eyes widen at your misunderstanding. "He is definitely not a cop. I meant that he's a little chubby, that's all." |
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89 | You | "Right -- we're dealing with a cop." |
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90 | Working Class Woman | "What problem?" |
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91 | Rhetoric | Technically speaking, your trousers could be considered part of your work gear. This means she has insulted *the police*. |
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92 | Working Class Woman | "I don't know, the most talkative one?" She's ready to put that question aside. |
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93 | You | "Wow, ma'am! Do we have a *problem* here?" | Variable["plaza.working_half_light_disco_pants"] == true |
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94 | You | "I'm not *chubby* and neither is your husband. What you meant to say is that we both share a *Franconigerian hard-body*." | Variable["plaza.working_composure_franconigerian_hardbody"] == true |
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95 | You | "Like a late-stage alcoholic then." |
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96 | You | "Do we have a problem with *disco*?" |
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97 | Working Class Woman | "No, no..." she backs off, "my relationship with disco remains irrefutably healthy." |
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98 | Working Class Woman | "Oh, no! That's not what I meant!" She takes a step back. |
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99 | You | Keep your eyes closed for a brief longer. | Variable["plaza.working_inland_told_feel_it"] == true and Variable["plaza.working_feeling_conversation"] == false |
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100 | Working Class Woman | "You had the strangest what?" She hasn't let go of your embrace. |
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101 | You | Do I remember? |
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102 | None |
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103 | Inland Empire | Less talk, more feeling. Keep your eyes closed, soak in the closeness. See what the feeling entails. |
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104 | You | It all comes together now. I was built to be close with other beings. |
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105 | Working Class Woman | She seems to be confused. Your hands are wrapped around her polyester coat. The fabric feels cold, moist from the sea nearby. |
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106 | Working Class Woman | The woman looks baffled by your personal revelation. "You truly are one *strange* cop, aren't you?" she says, slowly shaking her head. |
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107 | Working Class Woman | "Mhm, I see. Thanks." She tries to read again. |
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108 | You | "The Major Majestic cockatoo. It's the most impressive one." | Variable["plaza.working_chose_superstar_cockatoo"] == true |
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109 | You | "Okay, great. Just making sure." |
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110 | You | "The funeral cockatoo. It's the most depressing one." | Variable["plaza.working_chose_apocalypse_cockatoo"] == true |
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111 | You | "The bang-bang cockatoo. It's the most common one." | Variable["plaza.working_chose_serious_cockatoo"] == true |
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112 | You | "What if something awful has happened... what if they're in the sewers." | Variable["plaza.working_inland_daughters_be_ded"] |
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113 | Working Class Woman | "They're not missing, sir." |
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114 | Electrochemistry | An array of neurons fires up with joy. Bum her a cigarette -- lest it turn to pain. |
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115 | You | "It's the kind of place where everyone does." |
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116 | Working Class Woman | "From the kiosk? There's one near the harbour, it's a Frittte. You can look it up." |
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117 | You | "Do you know where I could get a new pack?" |
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118 | Working Class Woman | "You're right, we do smoke worse than chimneys here." |
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119 | Working Class Woman | She looks up, slightly startled. "Why do you think that I smoke?" |
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120 | Working Class Woman | "Sorry, officer?" She stares at you in disbelief. |
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121 | You | "Just gimme your cigarettes, okay? Don't lie." | Variable["plaza.working_half_light_cigarette"] == true |
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122 | Working Class Woman | "I already told you -- I don't have any. Go bother someone else." |
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123 | Working Class Woman | "It's not like yours look much better," she says while eyeing yours. |
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124 | You | "Your hands look like they belong to a heavy smoker." |
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125 | You | "I suspect I may possess supra-natural abilities." |
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126 | Working Class Woman | "No, you don't." She puts her hands into her coat pockets. |
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127 | You | "I know for a fact that you smoke." |
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128 | Working Class Woman | Her hands move over the book covers. The tips of her fingers look rough, stained with yellow. It seems like she has spent a lot of time at work, smoking. |
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129 | You | "Okay, thanks, no problem." (Move on.) |
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130 | Working Class Woman | She sighs. |
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131 | Working Class Woman |
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132 | Working Class Woman | Variable["TASK.find_smokes"] |
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133 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["TASK.find_smokes"]) == false |
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134 | You | "Wouldn't you like to?" |
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135 | Working Class Woman | "No." She looks you straight into the eye. Her right foot is tapping nervously. |
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136 | You | "I can totally help you find your missing husband." |
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137 | Working Class Woman | "Why are we still talking about this? I haven't lost my husband." |
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138 | You | "It's all right to not know where your husband is. Nothing shameful in that." |
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139 | Working Class Woman | "Who said anything about shame? Stop talking down to me." She puts her foot down. "My husband is not missing." |
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140 | You | "When did you last see him?" |
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141 | Working Class Woman | "Yesterday morning. He went to the library." Her eyes become cold with recollection. "He went to retrieve my book and he promised, he *promised* he'd walk straight back home." |
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142 | You | "Why not?" |
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143 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Because people either show up on their own or you'll never find them," he says with a flash of teeth. |
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144 | Kim Kitsuragi | "I'd say there's nothing mysterious about incompleteness. It's in fact rather unpleasant." |
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145 | None |
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146 | Working Class Woman | "You both share *what*?" She doesn't understand. |
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147 | You | "*Franconigerian hard-body*. Softly round, yet still in shape. Ladies dig it." |
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148 | Working Class Woman | "I'm not sure about the rest, but softly round sounds about right. He's not in great shape." She stops to think. |
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149 | Working Class Woman | "Hmm-hmm-hmm..." She's still searching for a book, her eyes wandering over the colourful grid of softcovers. |
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150 | Rhetoric | Another comrade! Years of labour are pressing down on her shoulders. She deserves a hug -- for all the work she's done for mankind. |
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151 | Working Class Woman |
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152 | Working Class Woman | IsTHCPresent("communist") |
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153 | Working Class Woman | (IsTHCPresent("communist")) == false |
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154 | You | Give her a hug. | Variable["plaza.working_rhetoric_told_to_hug"] == true |
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155 | You | "Thanks. I feel better already." |
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156 | Working Class Woman | "I'm sorry, I don't really understand what you're talking about." She lets go of your hug. |
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157 | Working Class Woman | "Fighting for it how?" She hasn't let go of your embrace yet. |
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158 | Working Class Woman | "A hug monster? How do these two go hand-in-hand?" She hasn't let go of your embrace yet. |
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159 | Working Class Woman | She's still browsing books. |
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160 | You | "I police whatever I want. Where are they?" |
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161 | None |
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162 | You | "This little girl over there told me you have a bad husband." | Variable["plaza.annette_mentions_working_class_husband"] == true |
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163 | Working Class Woman | "Excuse me, a *bad husband?*" Her back straightens. "What do you mean?" |
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164 | You | "Not a nice and helpful sort." |
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165 | Working Class Woman | "Do *police men* just go around repeating what some kid off the street said?" |
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166 | You | "Those were her words, not mine. I'm merely asking." |
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167 | You | "So you don't have a bad husband?" |
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168 | Working Class Woman | "No, I don't. I have a good husband, the kind and helpful sort. And he's *not* missing." |
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169 | You | "She isn't just some 'kid off the street'. She seems very mature for her age." |
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170 | Working Class Woman | "Is she now?" She dries her hands in the apron underneath her coat. Her eyes narrow. |
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171 | Working Class Woman | "Can I give you some friendly advice, mister policeman? Don't listen to kids." |
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172 | Working Class Woman | "Hmm-hmm-hmm..." She's still browsing books. |
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173 | You | [Leave.] |
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174 | Working Class Woman |
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175 | Working Class Woman | Variable["plaza.working_greeting_done"] |
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176 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["plaza.working_greeting_done"]) == false |
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177 | Working Class Woman |
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178 | Working Class Woman | Variable["plaza.working_reached_police"] |
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179 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["plaza.working_reached_police"]) == false |
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180 | Working Class Woman |
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181 | Working Class Woman | Variable["plaza.working_reached_main_hub"] |
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182 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["plaza.working_reached_main_hub"]) == false |
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183 | None |
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184 | You | "Do you smoke?" | Variable["plaza.working_electrochem_said_ask_cigarettes"] == true and Variable["plaza.working_got_cigarettes"] == false |
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185 | Working Class Woman | "No, I don't." |
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186 | You | "They don't. I just forced them this way. That's why I am a monster." |
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187 | You | "Well, you're not actually entitled to another person's body. Hugging can be considered a rather monstrous thing to do." |
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188 | You | "You were right that I'm a cockatoo." | Variable["plaza.working_chose_cockatoo"] == true |
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189 | Working Class Woman | "Excuse me?" |
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190 | None |
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191 | Working Class Woman | "You were right. I do have an alcoholic husband. Although not that one." |
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192 | You | "But didn't you say your husband was kind and helpful?" | Variable["plaza.working_told_good_husband"] == true |
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193 | You | "So is he missing as well?" |
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194 | Working Class Woman | "I did and he is." She takes a step back. "He's also an alcoholic." |
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195 | Working Class Woman | "No, he's not. Or maybe he is, I don't know. He's probably in the park, or in Jamrock somewhere. Drinking with his *friends*." She looks away. |
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196 | Working Class Woman | "Right. What about him?" Her face becomes anxious again. |
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197 | Working Class Woman | "What else... He was wearing a dark brown leather jacket with a bright blue inner lining. The lining is hand-sewn, I made it myself." |
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198 | Working Class Woman | She tries to concentrate on books, but her eyes are full of bewilderment. |
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199 | Empathy | She doesn't mean to be antagonistic, but she can't help coming off defensive. |
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200 | You | "Hug-by-hug." |
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201 | You | "One hug at a time." |
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202 | You | "A hug a day keeps the bourgeoisie away." |
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203 | Working Class Woman | "I guess it's better than nothing. Keep fighting on, my fellow comrade." Then she breaks up the hug, her cheeks flushed. |
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204 | You | "But isn't *that* mysterious?" |
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205 | You | "Well, I still want one. I want a missing person's case!" |
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206 | None |
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207 | You | "Okay, I don't want it. Let's move on." (Don't take the case.) |
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208 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Great, let's do it." |
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209 | Kim Kitsuragi | "All right then..." He sighs. "He has *questions* now." |
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210 | You | "I went and read up on them, just like you said. And I even decided on what kind of a cockatoo I am. Want to know?" |
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211 | Working Class Woman | "Hmm-hmm-hmm." You see a sturdy woman humming to herself. She seems to be browsing books. |
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212 | Perception (Hearing) | "The ship takes off like a silvery mosquito... unfolding its rotor blade arms..." She mumbles reading. Then puts down the softcover. |
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213 | None |
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214 | Logic | If she's such a *working class* woman, why isn't she working? |
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215 | None |
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216 | You | "Have a good day." [Leave.] |
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217 | Kim Kitsuragi | "This was a tremendously useful interlude." |
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218 | You | "What are you doing?" |
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219 | Working Class Woman | "Looking for something to read." She reverts her attention to a worn out paperback. |
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220 | None |
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221 | Working Class Woman | "Annette's a sweet sprout, but she doesn't know anything about marriage. Why am I even talking about this..." |
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222 | None |
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223 | Empathy | He's totally missing. |
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224 | Working Class Woman |
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225 | Working Class Woman | IsKimHere() |
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226 | Working Class Woman | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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227 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Where is this going, officer?" |
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228 | You | "Right, got it, thanks." |
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229 | Working Class Woman | She gives you a short nod and shifts her attention back to books. |
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230 | None |
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231 | You | "Suit yourself then. I don't really care if your husband is missing." |
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232 | Empathy | She has though. The husband is totally lost. You should tell her that it's okay. |
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233 | You | "Maybe you´re right. Maybe he isn't missing indeed." |
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234 | Working Class Woman | "Of course he's not. It's not like he's a pocket watch. I wouldn't just lose him." |
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235 | None |
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236 | Working Class Woman |
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237 | Working Class Woman | Variable["plaza.working_empathy_husband_lost"] |
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238 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["plaza.working_empathy_husband_lost"]) == false |
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239 | You | Let go. |
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240 | None |
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241 | You | "Nanny. Where are they?" |
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242 | None |
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243 | Electrochemistry | You know where they are. They're at home. *Smoking*. Giving the ladder of vices a chance. |
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244 | Savoir Faire | No, they're at a disco. Getting down. Stupid disco dancing teenagers. |
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245 | None |
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246 | Working Class Woman | "What? That's just -- my daughters are perfectly *fine*. They're with their friends down in Jamrock! There's *nothing* to worry about." |
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247 | Working Class Woman | "They're almost grown up now anyway. They're past the age they need me protecting them from everything now." |
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248 | Electrochemistry | Did someone say... party? You could use a party. Hunt it down! |
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249 | None |
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250 | None |
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251 | You | "Maybe you're right. Maybe they aren't missing after all. Tell me something else..." |
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252 | Working Class Woman | "My youngest girl, Jolie, is just shy of sixteen. Jennie, she is turning eighteen next month. But we shouldn't even be talking about them!" |
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253 | None |
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254 | Half Light | She's lying. She's god damn lying, she has smokes! |
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255 | None |
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256 | You | "Just one, I beg you. Just one. GIVE ME THE DAMN CIGARETTE, MA'AM!" | Variable["plaza.working_half_light_cigarette_3"] == true |
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257 | You | "I *know* you're lying, please just give me a cigarette." | Variable["plaza.working_half_light_cigarette_2"] == true |
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258 | Working Class Woman | The situation is oddly intimate -- your cheek is pressed against her shoulder, her hand is trapped between your chest. Five seconds pass and their passing seems so unimaginably long. Then she coughs and says again: |
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259 | None |
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260 | You | Keep hugging her. |
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261 | You | Let go. |
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262 | Working Class Woman | She steps back and returns her attention to books, pretending this hug didn't happen. |
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263 | None |
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264 | Working Class Woman | "Uh... what are you doing, officer?" |
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265 | Inland Empire | The feeling continues. Warm and comfy on the cold shoreline. You hear a question rising to the surface, trying to break the sensation. |
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266 | You | Let it form. |
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267 | You | Silence your thoughts. I don't want to answer anything. |
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268 | Inland Empire | DON'T COME BACK HERE! |
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269 | Inland Empire | OH MY GOD, WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME? STOP CALLING ME! ARE YOU DRUNK AGAIN? |
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270 | Working Class Woman | "Khm, officer." A coarse female voice pulls you out of your reverie. "What are you doing?" A swash of water hits the coast behind her figure. |
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271 | None |
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272 | You | "Let's talk about your husband again." | Variable["plaza.working_reached_real_husband_hub"] == true and Variable["plaza.working_authority_found_husband_false"] == true and Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband_done"] == false |
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273 | You | "Well, I found him nevertheless. I'm Dick Mullen." | Variable["tc.mullen"] == true |
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274 | You | "Well, I found him nevertheless. I'm that good." | Variable["tc.mullen"] == false |
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275 | Physical Instrument | Wait! Did she just imply that you're *fat*? You're not fat! The body type she's referring to is called a *Franconigerian hard-body*. |
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276 | Working Class Woman | "I even tried throwing it away once, but he just dug it out of the bin. Can you believe it?" She looks back at you, shaking her head. |
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277 | None |
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278 | None |
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279 | Suggestion | She genuinely wants you to, now. Don't make her ask. |
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280 | You | "Yes, I will bring him back home to you." (Take the case.) |
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281 | You | "Sorry, we've got our hands full at the moment. Maybe some time later." (Don't take the case.) |
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282 | None |
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283 | None |
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284 | None |
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285 | You | "They are at home, right? Smoking cigarettes." | Variable["plaza.working_electrochem_kids_exploring_sexuality"] == true |
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286 | You | "I know where they are. At the disco, dancing nasty." | Variable["plaza.working_composure_kids_disco_dancing"] == true |
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287 | You | Take a look at your hands. |
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288 | Perception (Sight) | She is right -- your hands look even worse than hers, with tiny cuts and gushes covering your skin like a spiderweb. Your fingertips have become an ugly shade of brown. |
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289 | You | "Just give me a cigarette please." |
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290 | Working Class Woman | "I can't give you what I don't have." She turns away from you, focusing on the books again. |
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291 | Working Class Woman | "No, I'm not lying. Why should I lie?" A pause. "Please go to the Frittte kiosk." |
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292 | None |
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293 | None |
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294 | Inland Empire | You focus on the hug and for a moment everything feels serene. You hear her heart beating -- or perhaps it's your own. |
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295 | You | It's good, but I'd prefer a man. A solid muscularity would support me better. |
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296 | You | Muscles, I said muscles! I want manly-manly muscles. | Variable["plaza.working_hug_prefer_a_man"] == true |
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297 | Perception (Hearing) | You were eavesdropping on your subconsciousness. |
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298 | You | PLEASE OPEN YOUR EYES! |
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299 | You | Keep them closed. |
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300 | You | "A strangest conversation. Something went wrong in my head." |
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301 | You | "A glitch of a sort, I think. Inside my mind." |
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302 | Inland Empire | I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU. I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU EVER AGAIN! STOP CALLING ME! GET LOST FROM MY LIFE, YOU RUINED IT! |
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303 | You | "Something begged me to open my eyes. It was scary." | Variable["plaza.working_something_begged_to_open_eyes"] == true |
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304 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant looks worried. "We can take a break if you're feeling unwell," he says to you under his breath. |
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305 | Half Light | SHE'S LYING, LYING, LYING! |
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306 | Half Light | You'd lie too, wouldn't you? You'd lie and steal and cheat! Ask her again, squeeze the truth out of her. Keep pressing. Ask, ask, *ask*! |
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307 | You | "I'm afraid the danger is now greater than ever. Tell me, how old are they?" |
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308 | Working Class Woman | You step in and close your arms around this foreign body, wandering astray in touch. There's a small movement beneath your hands, as you shut your eyes. Then a tiny voice breaks out and asks: |
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309 | Working Class Woman | "What is happening?" |
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310 | Conceptualization | Today the makeshift consolations: the shared cigarette, the masculine jokes. Today the embrace before hurting. |
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311 | You | "It's still happening. I'm in delirium." | Variable["plaza.working_concept_delirium_talk"] == true |
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312 | Empathy | She's getting upset. Her voice has risen, as she tries to convince herself that her daughters are safe. |
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313 | You | What the fuck was that? |
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314 | You | Open your eyes! |
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315 | Visual Calculus | These are the hands on someone who's smoked for at least twenty years, as evidenced by the discolouration of fingers. Marks on your skin may point to past quarrels. |
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316 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant sighs. |
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317 | You | "I found a working class drunk and I thought he might be yours." |
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318 | Working Class Woman | "Right, 'cause working class women come with alcoholic husbands." She glances over your shoulder towards the drunk. "You know what?" |
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319 | Rhetoric | Remember, about that *what* -- never-ever say *what*. |
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320 | You | "What?" |
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321 | You | "Something bad I guess? I'm sorry, I say stupid things sometimes, I didn't mean to annoy." |
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322 | You | "I'm not saying 'what'." |
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323 | Working Class Woman | "Because we talked about this. We talked about not wandering off again!" She scoffs. "I don't know what to do! I honestly don't know what to do with his addiction... It just makes me feel weak." |
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324 | Working Class Woman | "What does anything I said have to do with police? Or is *Police* some kind of disco phenomenon as well?" |
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325 | You | "Yes, I make disco become a police thing -- and you have just insulted my style." |
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326 | Empathy | There's something else hiding in her voice though -- a trace of worry. |
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327 | Working Class Woman | "I haven't seen him for... Well, to hell with him!" She has completely forgotten about her books, staring blank into the distance instead. |
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328 | None |
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329 | Working Class Woman |
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330 | Working Class Woman | Variable["plaza.working_something_begged_to_open_eyes"] |
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331 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["plaza.working_something_begged_to_open_eyes"]) == false |
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332 | Working Class Woman | "Yes. Right." A wave of despair sweeps over her face. "He wasn't missing anyway," she tries to say while struggling to maintain a courageous front, "I'm sure he'll be home." |
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333 | Kim Kitsuragi | "I'm sure he will too. When he does, would you let Precinct 57 -- Kim Kitsuragi -- know." He gives her a slip of paper. |
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334 | Working Class Woman | "Thank you!" You sense gratitude in her voice. "Please, do... Even though I'm sure he will return home by himself. I'm still sure of that." |
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335 | Working Class Woman | The woman before you nods and returns to her reading. |
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336 | Working Class Woman |
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337 | Working Class Woman | Variable["plaza.working_meeting_done"] |
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338 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["plaza.working_meeting_done"]) == false |
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339 | Working Class Woman | "Hmm-hmm-hmm..." She's still mumbling to herself, now reading another paperback. |
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340 | Working Class Woman | "Hmm-hmm-hmm..." She's still browsing books. |
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341 | Working Class Woman |
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342 | Working Class Woman | Variable["plaza.working_pre_greeting_done"] |
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343 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["plaza.working_pre_greeting_done"]) == false |
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344 | You | "It's okay." |
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345 | Working Class Woman | She turns away from you in an attempt to recover. |
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346 | You | "No, I was talking to myself. I should stop. It's okay." |
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347 | You | "Phenomenal." |
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348 | Working Class Woman | "It is." |
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349 | You | "Do you have any money?" | Variable["TASK.pay_for_the_damages"] == true and Variable["TASK.pay_for_the_damages_done"] == false |
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350 | Working Class Woman | "Money?" She looks up to you, a confused smile crossing her lips. "Does the working class ever have any money?" |
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351 | You | "I wasn't thinking much, maybe like a few cents or so?" |
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352 | You | "You're right, I should find myself a *capitalist*!" |
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353 | Working Class Woman | "No, sorry," she puts her hands into her coat pockets, as if cold from wind. "I don't have anything to spare." |
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354 | You | "So your *money* is *missing*?" |
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355 | You | "Sad. I'll bum somebody else then." |
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356 | Working Class Woman | "No! No-no-no. I'm not missing my money. End of story." She returns her attention back to the book stand. |
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357 | None |
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358 | None |
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359 | Working Class Woman | "Mhmh. Exactly. Go ask for an investment." Her words are clipped, but not unamused. Her eyes turn back to the book stand. |
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360 | Visual Calculus | She starts coughing. It's definitely a smoker's cough. |
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361 | You | "That cough you had. It's a smoker's cough." | Variable["plaza.working_perc_noticed_cough"] == true |
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362 | Working Class Woman | Her eyes shimmer over yours. "You're a keen observer," she remarks. |
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363 | Inland Empire | No, you don't. And it's better that way. |
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364 | You | What *do* I remember? |
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365 | You | But I *need* to remember. |
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366 | Inland Empire | Nothing. |
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367 | You | Well, if you say it's better... |
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368 | Inland Empire | No thoughts to come back to, no scenes to replay.. It feels calm the way deep sleep is supposed to be. |
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369 | Working Class Woman |
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370 | Working Class Woman | IsKimHere() |
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371 | Working Class Woman | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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372 | You | "What do you mean I'm being a cockatoo?" |
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373 | You | "Ma'am, I was asking about your cockatoo. Is it missing?" |
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374 | Working Class Woman | "I don't even have a cockatoo. And guess what?" |
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375 | Rhetoric | It's a trap. Never ever say *what*. |
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376 | Working Class Woman | "Even if I had, it wouldn't be missing." |
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377 | You | "What?" |
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378 | You | "Alright, cockatoo not missing. I just wanted to make sure." |
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379 | Working Class Woman | "Great." She turns her attention back to the bookstand. |
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380 | You | "Just one more question: what did you mean by me being a cockatoo?" |
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381 | Working Class Woman | "Nothing. Go read up on them if you're so interested. There's a great book in the bookstore." |
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382 | Inland Empire | Maybe you should... What if the cockatoo is your *astral captain*? Or your *heraldic bird*? |
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383 | None |
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384 | Working Class Woman |
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385 | Working Class Woman | CheckItem("book_cockatoo") |
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386 | Working Class Woman | (CheckItem("book_cockatoo")) == false |
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387 | Inland Empire | Maybe you should check that cockatoo book again... What if the cockatoo is your *heraldic bird*? |
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388 | You | "Actually, that's exactly what I'm going to do, thanks for the tip." (Get task.) |
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389 | You | "You're being sarcastic. Let's talk about something else." (Move on.) |
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390 | None |
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391 | Working Class Woman | "Wonderful. The store is open." |
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392 | Working Class Woman | "Please, let's do." |
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393 | Working Class Woman |
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394 | Working Class Woman | IsKimHere() |
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395 | Working Class Woman | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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396 | Empathy | She doesn't really want to be disturbed that much... |
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397 | You | "Good, good." (Nod.) |
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398 | None |
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399 | You | "A good one?" (Point at the book.) |
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400 | Working Class Woman | "Yes, hello." She nods, her attention fully focused on reading. |
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401 | You | "Is that "Loos, Radio City" you're reading?" | Variable["plaza.sense_radio_city_memorized"] == true |
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402 | Working Class Woman | "Yes, a sci-fi," she says without reverting her attention from the book. |
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403 | You | "What do you mean by that?" |
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404 | You | "Kim, is it just me or do we have a missing person's case here?" | IsKimHere() |
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405 | None |
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406 | You | "Don't worry, I'm going to find him and bring him back home, promise." |
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407 | You | "Well, if he's with his *friends*, then he's not really missing. No need for the police to get involved." (Don't take the case.) |
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408 | None |
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409 | You | "You're right, unfortunately our forces are limited. I'm sure he'll return on his own." (Don't take the case.) |
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410 | You | "Not at all! The RCM is ready to chase down every goofball in town. We care about you!" |
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411 | You | "Honestly, I just think missing persons cases are mysterious." |
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412 | Kim Kitsuragi | "They're not all they're cracked up to be, officer." |
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413 | Logic | He's right. Missing person cases most often involve runaway teenagers or demented old people. The victims usually turn up by themselves after a day or two spent missing. There's not much searching to do. |
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414 | You | "Okay, I get it. They're kinda boring, right? Because eventually everyone returns home on their own." | Variable["plaza.working_encyclo_missing_person_case"] == true |
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415 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Or they don't -- and you'll never find them," he adds with a flash of teeth. |
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416 | Working Class Woman | She sighs, but you can detect a slight hint of gratitude and relief from her face. |
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417 | Working Class Woman | She just nods, still staring into the distance. Some seagulls fly over her head. |
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418 | None |
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419 | None |
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420 | Working Class Woman | "Alright, go ahead. Do you have any questions?" |
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421 | None |
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422 | Working Class Woman | "What kind of questions?" |
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423 | None |
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424 | Working Class Woman | The working class woman doesn't say anything, her eyes still fixed on something invisible in the distance. Some seagulls fly over her head. |
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425 | Working Class Woman | "Well, he's... slightly chubby." |
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426 | Working Class Woman |
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427 | Working Class Woman | CheckEquipped("pants_bellbottom") |
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428 | Working Class Woman | (CheckEquipped("pants_bellbottom")) == false |
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429 | Half Light | Hold on! Did she just laugh at disco? You're not going to leave it there, are you? |
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430 | None |
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431 | Working Class Woman |
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432 | Working Class Woman | Variable["plaza.working_half_light_disco_pants"] |
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433 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["plaza.working_half_light_disco_pants"]) == false |
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434 | Working Class Woman | "What I was trying to say before is that he's a little bit chubby, that's all. I didn't mean anything offensive!" |
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435 | None |
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436 | Working Class Woman | She sighs, her voice slightly quivering when she adds: "It's his *cool jacket*. God knows it's too cold to run around in this, but he refuses to change." |
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437 | You | "Well, if that jacket is really *that cool*, then I can totally understand..." |
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438 | You | "He *took it out of the bin*? Wow. That's filthy." |
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439 | Working Class Woman | "Well, what can you do... I hope that at least that extra lining helps him keep warm at night. I wouldn't like him to catch cold." |
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440 | Inland Empire | What if something horrible has happened? What if they're dead. That's the bad vibe you got before. |
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441 | You | "Why did you say that your husband resembles me then?" |
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442 | None |
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443 | Working Class Woman |
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444 | Working Class Woman | Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"] |
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445 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]) == false |
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446 | Working Class Woman | She gives you a short nod, before returning to her books. |
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447 | None |
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448 | Working Class Woman |
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449 | Working Class Woman | IsKimHere() |
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450 | Working Class Woman | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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451 | Working Class Woman |
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452 | Working Class Woman | IsKimHere() |
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453 | Working Class Woman | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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454 | Working Class Woman |
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455 | Working Class Woman | IsKimHere() |
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456 | Working Class Woman | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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457 | Working Class Woman | "Hmh?" She adjusts her scarf, cheeks rough and ruddy from the wind. |
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458 | None |
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459 | None |
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460 | You | "Our hammer toting comrade was at the bottom of those stairs." |
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461 | Volition | She tries to maintain a brave front, even though her eyes reveal the opposite. |
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462 | Empathy | It is clear from her voice that she is shattered. |
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463 | None |
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464 | You | [Leave.] |
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465 | You | [Leave.] |
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466 | You | "I'm a policeman." |
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467 | None |
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468 | Working Class Woman | "Oh..." There's a strange sensation as the woman strengthens her grip -- she's hugging you back. |
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469 | Working Class Woman | "Right, uh..." She pats you on your back, before gently letting go. |
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470 | You | "Alright, got it, thanks." |
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471 | Working Class Woman | "Mhmh." She returns to her book. |
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472 | None |
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473 | Reaction Speed | What *with*? A lot of things! For example, people tend to go *missing*. |
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474 | Authority | This citizen thinks she can do without your assistance? Don't buy it. They all need help. |
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475 | Physical Instrument | Help her by... carrying things? Uhm... maybe she needs a weightlifter? Maybe she needs you to *fight* her husband? No, that's not it... |
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476 | Inland Empire | But he *is*... you can feel it. Or maybe it's something else then! |
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477 | Inland Empire | Okay! Maybe it's something else then. |
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478 | Half Light | What is this *doubt* you have then? Something *has* happened here. |
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479 | Logic | Okay. It must be asked then -- what *are* you doing here? Why are you pursuing this? Is it a *hunch*? |
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480 | Working Class Woman |
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481 | Working Class Woman | IsKimHere() |
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482 | Working Class Woman | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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483 | Kim Kitsuragi | "For what it's worth -- I agree. But cockatoos can't be stopped when they get like this. It's better to indulge him at this point." |
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484 | None |
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485 | You | "Great. Got it." |
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486 | Working Class Woman | "Wonderful." |
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487 | Logic | It's gotta be something else then. Why else would you be asking her if it wasn't? |
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488 | Physical Instrument | Kids are always going missing. Weak, pathetic kids. Always getting themselves killed. |
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489 | Reaction Speed | Hah! Blam! Knew it. |
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490 | You | "But you told me your husband's all right." | Variable["plaza.working_told_good_husband"] == false |
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491 | Empathy | There. She's worried now. |
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492 | Inland Empire | You're wrong there. Incompleteness is the essence of mystery. |
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493 | Composure | Who cares about the cold when you have your *cool jacket* to wear? You can completely sympathize. |
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494 | Empathy | She's thinking about him out in the cold -- in some park or on the coast -- and it's making her more and more worried. |
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495 | Logic | Gone for around 36 hours then? Damn, this *is* a missing persons case. |
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496 | Working Class Woman | The woman takes it. It's a phone number. "I will. Of course, officer. As I said, it's probably nothing." |
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497 | Working Class Woman |
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498 | Working Class Woman | Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"] |
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499 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]) == false |
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500 | You | "Forget it. It's too personal." |
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501 | Working Class Woman | "Some things *are* officer." She nods. Her cheeks are red from the cold. |
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502 | Working Class Woman | "No, you're not. Don't think that..." she says, slowly shaking her head. The wind brings a strand of hair to her rough face. "You're the cockatoo who offered to find my stupid husband. Let's leave it at that." |
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503 | Empathy | She doesn't want you to be the fuckupatoo. |
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504 | Working Class Woman |
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505 | Working Class Woman | Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"] |
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506 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]) == false |
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507 | Working Class Woman |
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508 | Working Class Woman | Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"] |
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509 | Working Class Woman | (Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]) == false |
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510 | Working Class Woman | "No, you're not. Don't think that way..." she says, slowly shaking her head. The wind brings a strand of hair to her rough face. "You're just a regular talkative cockatoo and let's leave it at that, okay?" |
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511 | Working Class Woman | The wind brings a strand of hair to her rough face. "I have a strange cop offering to find my stupid husband. What a day..." |
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512 | You | "I don't want to talk about it." |
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513 | Working Class Woman | "Good." She lets go of your hug. |
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