Conversation 670: DREAM SEAFORT / DOLORES DEI

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ID	Character	Dialogue	Conditions	Links
0	None			1
1	None			2
2	Dolores Dei	Dolores Dei -- the innocence of humanism, internationalism, and the welfare state -- turns around to face you. She has an airship bag in her hand. She seems to be in a hurry.		41
3	None			736 7 64 75 4 6 5 8 9
4	You	"Where are you going?"		73
5	You	"Your skin is holy and soft."	Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_elchem_holy_body"] == true	86
6	You	"What's in the bag?"		11
7	You	"H-hey."		10
8	You	"Can you stay for a moment? We need to talk. We need to have one more massive, epic showdown."		110
9	You	"Go. Good bye." [Leave.]		113
10	Dolores Dei	"Hey."		36
11	Dolores Dei	"Just my scepter, my *globe crucigère*, a spare silk gown. A toothbrush. Travel documents. The Crown of Immortality."		16 17
12	You	"How are you doing?"		23
13	You	"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have bothered you."		33
14	You	Say nothing.		34
15	You	"'Hey'? That's all I get?" (Smile.)		25
16	You	"Crown of Immortality? Aren't you already wearing one?"		18
17	You	"Cool."		20
18	Dolores Dei	"Oh, this?" She corrects the wreath on her forehead.		19
19	Dolores Dei	"This is just a wreath. The Crown of Immortality is made of rarefied light, manna, and raw palladium. It was passed on to me by the rulers of late antiquity..."		20
20	Dolores Dei	She looks at the suitcase, not knowing what more to say, then over her shoulder.		58
21	None			3
22	None			97
23	Dolores Dei	"I'm doing really good, actually. Both professionally and romantically. I've come to a fulfilling and peaceful period in my life." She nods hastily. "How are you doing, Harry?"		26
24	None			36
25	Dolores Dei	"I mean -- hey to you too?" she says apprehensively.		24
26	None			27 28 29 31 32
27	You	"I discovered a new species."	Variable["seafort.phasmid_intro_hub_reached"]	30
28	You	"I solved the entire case of the hanged man."	Variable["TASK.extract_a_confession"] or Variable["TASK.find_murder_weapon_done"]	37
29	You	"I'm not doing very well."		88
30	Dolores Dei	"Wow -- see? A new species..." She smiles. It's another sad smile, with knitted brows.		70
31	You	"I'm dying. In a ruined flak tower. Blood is dripping down my chest..."		89
32	You	"I'm in my head. I miss you."		91
33	Dolores Dei	"Yes." She looks over her shoulder again. "I mean no. But I *am* in a hurry."		35
34	Dolores Dei	She breathes out, impatiently.		35
35	None			3
36	None			15 12 13 14
37	Dolores Dei	"Wow, see? The entire case..." She smiles. It's another sad smile, with knitted brows.		70
38	You	"I guess, yeah."		72
39	You	"It changes nothing."		71
40	Dolores Dei	"Anyway."		21
41	Suggestion	Okay, don't say you need to 'talk' right away. Melt the ice first -- this way you're *already* talking.		42
42	None			43 44
43	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_sugg_talk"]	45
44	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_sugg_talk"]) == false	50
45	Volition	But you don't even *want* to talk to her! She would only be cold and mean. Let her go.		47
46	Encyclopedia	Let her *go?* This is the holy queen of the territories of Mundi and Insulinde! Think of the historic knowledge we could glean! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity -- to win her back!		60
47	None			48 49
48	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_volition_shes_mean"]	46
49	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_volition_shes_mean"]) == false	66
50	Encyclopedia	Off to advise the queen of Shest, most likely. This is the holy suzerain of Mundi and Insulinde -- *definitely* not your wife -- you need to talk to her! Think of the historical knowledge you could glean!		51
51	None			52 53
52	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_historic"]	54
53	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_historic"]) == false	66
54	Logic	I don't know, man... what is the holy suzerain doing here? Something seems off...		55
55	None			56 57
56	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_logic_whatever"]	63
57	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_logic_whatever"]) == false	3
58	Electrochemistry	Silence, her nuptial gown flows in the wind, wraps around her holy body...		40
59	Logic	Win her *back*? How does that fit in here? And what is the holy suzerain doing here anyway?		3
60	None			61 62
61	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_win_her_back"]	59
62	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_win_her_back"]) == false	3
63	Volition	*Very* off. Just let her go. Listen to me for once...		3
64	You	"Something is off."	Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_logic_whatever"] == true or Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_volition_off_off_off"] == true or Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_volition_shes_mean"] == true	65
65	Dolores Dei	"I'm sorry. I was heading to the aerodrome, I just don't have time to..." She stops mid sentence, glances to her right. Then looks at her bag.		68
66	Endurance	You may not be able to take this. Not this time. Not anymore.		3
67	None			3
68	Empathy	She means she doesn't have time to tend to your emotions.		67
69	Dolores Dei	"I told you -- good things can still happen."		38 39
70	Drama	She is trying to muster enthusiasm.		69
71	Dolores Dei	"Don't say that... I know this *positive* thing sounds stupid to you, Harry, but it works. We all have an obligation to be happy. You too. And you *will* be. Now..." She looks over her shoulder...		22
72	Dolores Dei	"Exactly, now..." She glances over her shoulder. You hear distant traffic. An airship passes overhead, dogs bark somewhere.		22
73	Dolores Dei	"I'm going to Mirova. To live there -- in Graad. It's one million kilometres away, Harry. Might as well be another lifetime."		74
74	None			3
75	You	"You don't have time to tend to my emotions?"	Variable["seafort.dolores_empathy_fire_away"] == true	76
76	Dolores Dei	She sighs and looks over her shoulder.		77
77	Suggestion	What are you *doing?* Stop saying things like that.		78
78	None			79 80
79	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_sugg_stop_saying_things"]	83
80	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_sugg_stop_saying_things"]) == false	82
81	Encyclopedia	Yes, if you scare her off you will never *glean* all the historic knowledge...		82
82	None			3
83	None			84 85
84	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_historic"]	81
85	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_historic"]) == false	82
86	Dolores Dei	"No, Harry." She shakes her head. "It's just regular skin. I'm not as beautiful as you always thought I was. Let's not get into..."		100 101
87	None			3
88	None			71
89	Dolores Dei	"God, Harry..." She shakes her head, her eyebrows knitting together with worry.		90
90	Dolores Dei	"You have to take care of yourself. You're not a young man anymore. If you keep going like this you'll..." She falls silent.		99
91	Dolores Dei	"Well, I'm in my head too. We're all in our heads."		92 93
92	You	"Do you miss me there?"		94
93	You	"Okay. I'll go back into mine then."		95
94	Dolores Dei	"Sometimes... Not as often as I used to. So much time has passed. More than it seems here..." She stares at her feet -- the zebra stripes on the intersection. The lights of the video rental glow in her hair.		97
95	Dolores Dei	She doesn't reply. You're back in your head. There's silence.		96
96	Pain Threshold	Desperation is gearing up.		97
97	Inland Empire	This is everything I always warned you about.		98
98	None			3
99	None			96
100	You	"You are. None of the others are as beautiful as you."		102
101	You	"Yes. Let's not. I'm sorry I said that."		108
102	Dolores Dei	She does not answer. There's that expression again.		103
103	Conceptualization	You have to say *something*.		128
104	You	"All the stars burn in absolute silence. Have you ever realized?"		106
105	You	No. It's stupid. No, no, no. No, I don't want to say those STUPID THINGS!		107
106	Dolores Dei	"The poetry thing is not going to help. It's only going to make things worse. I *really* have to go... I don't even know how you got here."		107
107	Conceptualization	I'm sorry. I'm foam. All I can do is foam, it's meaningless.		87
108	Dolores Dei	"It's okay." She puts no effort into making it sound as if it's actually okay.		109
109	None			3
110	Dolores Dei	"No, Harry." She shakes her head sadly. "No. I don't want a *massive, epic showdown*. I want to go to the aerodrome. I have tickets for the 10:20 flight to Mirova..." She looks at you plaintively. "Really..."		111
111	Dolores Dei	"We don't have anything to talk about anymore. Every combination of words has been played out. The atoms don't form us anymore: us, our love, our unborn daughters..."		112
112	Dolores Dei	"It's all gone. I have to go to the aerodrome. I have to leave Revachol and you. And you have to be alone -- in hell, forever. That's just the way it is."		131
113	Dolores Dei	...is what you want to say. But you don't. Hammers clang in the distance. Children laugh...		114 115
114	You	God damn it, everything was fine already...		116
115	You	I want to go!		117
116	Dolores Dei	The light from the video rental casts shadows on the ground. She turns her face and it's illuminated by it. Red and cyan...		118
117	Dolores Dei	Where? There's water all around. She turns her face and it's illuminated by the sign of the video rental... Red and cyan...		118
118	Volition	I can't help you. I am totally useless. Everything I've said is lies. I want the exact same bad things you want. To stand here, like a pillar of salt, saying...		119
119	None			3
120	None			121 235 122 132 813 812 809 811 123 125 579 126 714 127
121	You	"But... that's not a very good way for things to be."		138
122	You	"I get the feeling you're not really Dolores Dei."	IsTHCPresent("white_mourning") or IsTHCPresent("caustic_echo") or Variable["inventory.ledger_caustic_echo"] or Variable["inventory.ledger_white_mourning"]	144
123	You	"I bought you this figurine of a Headless FALN Rider!" (Give it to her.)	CheckItem("figurine_set_headless_faln_rider") and Variable["TASK.offer_dolores_dei_figurines_done"] == false	317
124	You	"I've heard you before. You're the voice on the phone."	Variable["coast.payphone_called_her"] == true	367
125	You	"But you said I have a vast soul and you will always come back to it."	IsTHCPresent("white_mourning") or Variable["inventory.ledger_white_mourning"]	456
126	You	"You're not even human."	Variable["church.stained_dolores_not_human"] == true or Variable["church.noid_dolores_not_human"] == true	554
127	You	"Don't go..."	Variable["seafort.dolores_returned_to_questions"] == false	677
128	None			129 130
129	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_concept_say_something"]	104 105
130	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_concept_say_something"]) == false	787
131	Savoir Faire	Oh god, whatever you do, don't try to kiss her yet -- not after that, you're still reeling... you'll fall over if you try it now...		120
132	You	"I know you still love me." (Kiss her.)		133
133	None			134 135
134	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_suggestion_red_kiss_success"]	136
135	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_suggestion_red_kiss_success"]) == false	137
136	Suggestion	With your feet trembling from the steps you took -- tepid and fearful -- you stand against her; her body close to you, radiating warmth. With your eyes closed you move your lips on her mouth.		630
137	Suggestion	Your feet still tremble from the steps you took -- as if over an enormous distance -- standing against her; her body close to you, radiating warmth. With your eyes closed you move your lips on her mouth.		630
138	Dolores Dei	"It's not, but..." She looks at her feet. Little golden sandals cover her toes.		142 152 139
139	You	"I have some other questions for you."		140
140	Dolores Dei	"I can't answer your *other questions*, Harry. Not anymore... I have to go."		141
141	None			120
142	You	"But what? Tell me there's *something* good..."		143
143	Dolores Dei	"I don't know why I said *but*. There is no but."		152 139
144	Dolores Dei	"I don't know what you mean, Dolores Dei?" She looks at you quizzically. It does not seem like a mystery she wants to get into.		145
145	None			146 148 147 454 124 311 149
146	You	"You're... the *ex-something*."		285
147	You	"You're my wife."	IsTHCPresent("caustic_echo") or Variable["inventory.ledger_caustic_echo"]	318
148	You	"You're..." (Point to your head.) "The mourning."	IsTHCPresent("white_mourning") or Variable["inventory.ledger_white_mourning"]	268
149	You	"On second thought -- you're Dolores Dei, queen regnant of the territories of Mundi and Insulinde -- and nothing else." (Conclude.)		407
150	You	Move your mouth.		429
151	Dolores Dei	"That's it, yes," she looks up from her toes. "We've talked about it a million times. You will get over it, just like I did. People do. Things will get good for you again..."		158
152	You	"That's it?"		151
153	None			155 154 156 157
154	You	"I'm not getting over it *at all*!"		179
155	You	"Good for me where? In FUCKING HELL?!"	Variable["seafort.dolores_rhetoric_hell"]	163
156	You	"You're right. I don't even remember who you are anymore! Ha-ha!"		191
157	You	"Maybe. I think I've reached the end of the investigation."		189
158	Rhetoric	Where? In *HELL*?		159
159	None			160 161
160	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_rhetoric_hell"]	162
161	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_rhetoric_hell"]) == false	153
162	Volition	Stop, you're only making it worse for him -- you never help with *anything*.		153
163	Rhetoric	Oh yes! She'll come around now. I made her love you again, Harry.		164
164	None			165 166
165	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_volition_stop_it"]	167
166	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_volition_stop_it"]) == false	169
167	Volition	Are you *stupid*?		168
168	Rhetoric	She's about to say something. Here it comes. She's starting to *love* him again.		169
169	Dolores Dei	Her innocence Dolores Dei fiddles with the handle of her airport bag. She has a *pained* expression on her face. It's agonizing.		171
170	Volition	See?! She isn't saying anything!		174
171	None			172 173
172	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_volition_stop_it"]	170
173	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_volition_stop_it"]) == false	174
174	Rhetoric	I don't understand. It was... she herself said...		175
175	Dolores Dei	"We were bad for each other, okay? I was bad for you. Can you not see, I'm *bad*? I had to stop, I couldn't just turn into a bad person... You *will* get better."		200
176	None			257 211 193 182 177 178
177	You	"It doesn't have to be like this. Maybe we could try again?" (Proceed.)		184
178	You	"Okay then. Super okay. I still have other things I need to know." (Withdraw.)		205
179	Dolores Dei	"It just takes some time. For you, I think it will take something like... twenty years maybe? It was hard for me too, you know -- I used to think I couldn't live without you..." She looks you straight in the eye -- her irises are light blue, flecked with green.		180
180	Dolores Dei	"But -- I can."		181
181	Empathy	She keeps her shoulders squared and her back straight but it's clear you're still making her sad.		192
182	You	"Your Innocence Dolores Dei, I'm sorry I made you sad."	Variable["seafort.dolores_empathy_feeling_sad"]	183
183	Dolores Dei	"It's okay."		195
184	Dolores Dei	"No, Harry, we can't."		185
185	You	"Why?"		186
186	Dolores Dei	"We already tried again and it didn't work."		213
187	You	"What went wrong when we tried again? I can do it better." (Proceed.)		188
188	Dolores Dei	"I don't know. Please..." She shuffles from one golden-sandaled foot to the other. In the distance a street car screeches.		196 198
189	Dolores Dei	"See?" Her eyes widen. "It just takes some time. For you, I think it will take something like... twenty years maybe? It was hard for me too. I used to think I couldn't *live* without you..." She looks you straight in the eye -- her irises are light blue, flecked with green.		190
190	None			180
191	Dolores Dei	"See?" Her eyes widen. "It just takes some time. For you, it will take something like... twenty years maybe? It was hard for me too. I used to think I couldn't *live* without you..." She looks you straight in the eye -- her irises are light blue, flecked with green.		190
192	Physical Instrument	It's not. It's just not possible. It's like *eating rocks*. You just can't *do* it.		176
193	You	"With all my strength, I can't. It's like eating rocks."	Variable["seafort.dolores_physint_eating_rocks"]	194
194	Dolores Dei	There is a silence. She looks at you, then over her shoulder. Then corrects the wreath on the dome of her forehead.		761
195	None			176
196	You	"Why? Why can't we be together?"		197
197	Dolores Dei	"Harry, we can't be together because you're insane." Her eyes turn to sorrowful ovals.		226
198	You	"Okay. I have *other questions* for you now."		199
199	None			140
200	None			179
201	None			221 219 220 218 187 202
202	You	"Okay, I won't ask any more."		203
203	Dolores Dei	She does not seem relieved at all. Glances over her shoulder, then at you... the neon sign of the video rental glows behind her...		204
204	None			120
205	Dolores Dei	"What *other things*?" She shakes her head. "We've been through *all* the things, Harry..."		206
206	None			120
207	You	"Insane... how?"		228
208	You	"Insane -- like what? Like *cool* insane?		228
209	You	"Like: 'Wow, that cop's crazy'?"		228
210	You	"I'm not insane. Don't say that."		228
211	You	"So you felt that way once? That you cannot live without me?"		212
212	Dolores Dei	"Yes. But that time is gone now. So *very* gone."		195
213	Logic	Is that how it is now? We should just try all good things *twice* and then give up? By that logic...		214
214	None			215 216
215	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_logic_trying_again"]	217
216	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_logic_trying_again"]) == false	201
217	Volition	Not you too...		201
218	You	"Let's be the last sane people in the world -- but only twice. If it doesn't work, let's lose our minds and let it all sink into the pale!"	IsTHCFixed("moralist")	222
219	You	"Let's try to return Revachol to the likeness of the holy sun in the sky -- but only *twice*. The third time, let's abandon it to debauched homo-sexuals!"	IsTHCFixed("revacholian_nationhood")	223
220	You	"Let's try inventing the future *twice* and if it doesn't work -- abandon it and live on welfare? Is that how we should do *everything*?"	IsTHCFixed("ultraliberal")	224
221	You	"Let's try building Communism *twice*. If it doesn't work, let's abandon it and be slaves forever instead?"	IsTHCFixed("communist")	225
222	Dolores Dei	"Yes. Of course. You've got everything under control and I'm hysterical because I don't want to keep hurting you..." She looks away from you.		187 202
223	Dolores Dei	"Yes. Of course. You're a kingsman and I'm a socialist traitor, because I don't want to keep hurting you..." She looks away from you.		187 202
224	Dolores Dei	"Of course, you're a visionary entrepreneur, and I'm a *social democrat* -- because I don't want to keep hurting you..." She looks away from you.		187 202
225	Dolores Dei	"Yes. Of course. I'm *bourgeois* -- because I don't want to keep hurting you..." She looks away from you.		187 202
226	Empathy	She avoids turning them to you...		207 208 209 210 227
227	You	"I'm the sanest person I know."		229
228	Dolores Dei	They're turning moist now, her eyes. She slowly shakes her head and tries to get a hold of herself, brushing her hands in her gown...		236
229	Dolores Dei	"Sometimes. You can be very safe, but..." They're turning moist now. She slowly shakes her head and tries to get a hold of herself, brushing her hands in her gown...		236
230	Dolores Dei	"No, you *don't*. You've worked there for so long you can't even talk like a normal person anymore! It's always lists with you. *Questions*."		231
231	Reaction Speed	Questions? Did someone say questions?		232 233 234
232	You	"I don't have lists." (Lie.)		237
233	You	"They're not lists. They're *trees*."		238
234	You	"Let's talk about something else."		239
235	You	"What do you mean by insane?"	Variable["seafort.dolores_harry_youre_insane"]	259
236	None			120
237	Dolores Dei	"This is another list, isn't it?"		240
238	Dolores Dei	"This is another one, isn't it? We're in a *tree* right now!"		240
239	Dolores Dei	"See? *Let's talk about something else*..." She sighs.		240
240	None			241 242 243 250
241	You	"No" (Lie.)		246
242	You	"Yes, but it's not possible to talk without lists."		246
243	You	"Lists are absolutely normal. Everyone has them. You just list everything you want to ask."		244
244	Logic	In descending order, usually... It's best to do them like that.		246
245	Dolores Dei	"It's not just the lists..." She corrects the wreath on her head, with her hands trembling now. "You get sad, Harry. *Too* sad. People can't get that sad. It's impossible to watch..."		251 252 254 255
246	None			247 248
247	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_tree_not_list"]	249
248	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_tree_not_list"]) == false	245
249	Dolores Dei	"It's not just the lists, or trees, or whatever..." She corrects the wreath on her head, with her hands trembling now. "You get sad, Harry. *Too* sad. People can't get that sad. It's impossible to watch..."		251 252 254 255
250	You	"But I like my lists."		246
251	Dolores Dei	"Other people get sad too, but not like you. You stay down for years, and then you start beating things... You get violent."	Variable["seafort.dolores_physint_eating_rocks"]	253
252	Dolores Dei	"Other people get sad too, but not like you, you stay down for too long. Until you start giving your thoughts *names* and talking to things..."	Variable["whirling.necktie_personified"]	253
253	Dolores Dei	"In conclusion -- you're ill. You're an old, insane man. And you have to be in hell until the end of your life. And I have to go to Mirova."		256
254	Dolores Dei	"Other people get sad too, but not like you, you stay down for too long. You only communicated with *encyclopaedic trivia*... I was so alone."	Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_historic"] or Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_win_her_back"]	253
255	Dolores Dei	"Other people get sad too, but not like you, you stay down for too long -- and if you're not down, you're up, running around asking questions. Millions of questions..."	Variable["seafort.dolores_physint_eating_rocks"] == false and Variable["whirling.necktie_personified"] == false and Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_historic"] == false and Variable["seafort.dolores_intro_ency_win_her_back"] == false	253
256	None			120
257	You	"Twenty years? That's so much time..."		258
258	Dolores Dei	"Yes. It only took me one year, maybe two." She smiles and wipes her brow in relief: "Whooh."		195
259	Dolores Dei	"You know what I mean..."		260 261 262 263 264
260	You	"Everyone gets a little down."		265
261	You	"In case you haven't noticed, I'm a cop. It's not easy work."		266
262	You	(Nod.) "Yes. I *may* know what you mean."		230
263	You	"It was just a necktie. It's over anyway."	Variable["whirling.necktie_personified"] and (Variable["plaza.tribunal_spiritbomb_failed"] == true or Variable["plaza.tribunal_spiritbomb_succeeded"] == true)	267
264	You	"Okay, I'll throw the necktie away! It's stopped saying things anyway."	Variable["whirling.necktie_personified"] and CheckItem("neck_tie") == true	485
265	Dolores Dei	"A little down? You've worked there for so long you can't even talk like a normal person anymore! It's always lists with you. *Questions*."		231
266	Dolores Dei	"A cop... You've worked there for so long you can't even talk like a normal person anymore! It's always lists with you. *Questions*."		231
267	Dolores Dei	"It's not about some tie, Harry! You've worked there for so long you can't even talk like a normal person anymore! It's always lists with you. *Questions*."		231
268	Dolores Dei	"The morning? I don't understand."		269 270
269	You	"No. I meant *mourning*. I'm grieving -- but you're not even dead."		271
270	You	"It's probably better that you don't."		275
271	Dolores Dei	"Oh my god, Harry! Stop. I don't want to hear anything about *the mourning*, mourning someone who's still alive -- *any of that*!"		272
272	Dolores Dei	"I can't do that anymore. I'm not eighty years old, I'm thirty two. People my age are not supposed to mourn..." She breathes out, it sounds more angry than a sigh.		274
273	None			145
274	Pain Threshold	This... is a bit *much* for me. It feels like your ribs are cracking around your heart.		276
275	Dolores Dei	"Yes. It really, *really* is better that I don't."		314
276	None			277 278
277	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_painth_chest"]	279 280 281
278	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_painth_chest"]) == false	273
279	You	"That's so hurtful."		283
280	You	"Good. I think I feel a heart attack coming."		284
281	You	Just rub your chest and moan.		282
282	Dolores Dei	The advisor to the queen of Suresne sighs and looks down -- at the crumbling asphalt. There is nothing she can do about your chest pain.		273
283	Dolores Dei	"Then why are we doing it?" The advisor to the queen of Suresne sighs and looks down -- at the crumbling asphalt.		273
284	Dolores Dei	"Then why are we doing this?" The advisor to the queen of Suresne sighs and looks down -- at the crumbling asphalt.		273
285	Dolores Dei	"Wasn't I Dolores Dei just a second ago? Now I'm the *ex-thing*... You're confusing me. Look, I have to be at the Lausanne Aerodrome at 10:20 PM. I still have a light rail to catch..."		293
286	Dolores Dei	"There is nothing else."		413
287	Inland Empire	We all told you. *Everyone* warned you.		356
288	Dolores Dei	"I'm glad too, but I have to go. My friends are waiting for me on the platform. I can't let them wait -- it's impolite."		301
289	You	"The Ancient Reptilian Brain was right. It was foolish of me to resurface to the loss."	Variable["seafort.dolores_brain_stay_down"]	300
290	You	"I should have stayed down."		299
291	You	"I'm glad we're having this conversation. I'm getting so much closure."		288
292	You	"I should have gone even deeper, to a place where I never met you. Because it's impossible to meet people in the ABYSS OF THE VOID!"		298
293	Dolores Dei	She keeps glancing over her shoulder nervously. "I haven't even bought the tickets yet..."		287
294	You	Who, everyone?		295
295	Ancient Reptilian Brain	Everyone.		296
296	Limbic System	Literally all of you.		361
297	None			302 303 365 304
298	Dolores Dei	"Great," she nods. "It's the abyss of the void. Soon it will be 'the gloaming'; then it will be the 'world-ending'... My friends are waiting for me on the platform, Harry. It's impolite to..."		301
299	Dolores Dei	She sighs with frustration: "My friends are waiting for me on the platform. I can't let them wait -- it's impolite."		301
300	Dolores Dei	"I don't know what that *means*..." She sighs with frustration. "My friends are waiting for me on the platform. I can't let them wait -- it's impolite."		301
301	Authority	WHAT?!		297
302	You	"You know what is *impolite?* Consigning a lieutenant detective of the Revachol Citizen's Militia to ETERNAL DAMNATION."	Variable["seafort.dolores_auth_impolite_what"]	310
303	You	"Cool. Your *friends*. Say hi to your friends for me then."		309
304	You	Say nothing. Just look at her.		305
305	Dolores Dei	She does not look back, instead eyes her fingernails. They're bitten, frayed. The evening wind blows in, the gown wraps around her like a white flag.		306
306	Electrochemistry	A thousand times, you beaten animal. A thousand times you've raised that fabric. What is underneath has always calmed you, centred you. Made you sane.		362
307	Conceptualization	In your mind you could still climb inside her bed. Still the only man...		308
308	None			145
309	Dolores Dei	"I will," she says. The evening wind blows in and the gown wraps around her like a white flag.		306
310	Dolores Dei	"I am impolite with you, Harry, because you are the past. Me and those friends will have good times, together, in the future..." The evening wind blows in, the gown wraps around her like a white flag. She says:		312
311	You	"You're just an evil ape. We're all just evil apes."	Variable["whirling.dreamone_apes"] == true	315
312	Dolores Dei	"This is how human beings operate."		313
313	Authority	I was wrong. You don't have power over her anymore. You shouldn't have said that. I am wrong about everything. You should go on without me.		308
314	None			145
315	Dolores Dei	"You don't have to hate the world." She looks around her, at the evening light. "Can't you see how kind and beautiful everything is? I don't have time to deal with your pessimism -- there are so many people at the stop at this hour. They're all going to the aerodrome."		390
316	None			145
317	Dolores Dei	"I don't want it..." She doesn't take it. "It looks expensive. I don't want it."		320 330
318	Dolores Dei	"No, Harry." She shakes her head.		319
319	You	"We were married. You wrote me the letter I threw away..."		368
320	You	"I thought you liked figurines. I thought the figurines were for getting you back."		321
321	Dolores Dei	"That's not what the figurines do, Harry."		322
322	You	"But then the figurines don't do anything..."		323
323	Dolores Dei	She looks at the Headless FALN Rider between your fingers and doesn't know what to say.		324
324	Reaction Speed	The figurines... don't do *anything*? Anything at all? But I thought... the historic figure... she had...		325
325	None			326 327
326	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_reaction_figurines_do_nothing"]	328 329
327	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_reaction_figurines_do_nothing"]) == false	339
328	You	She liked war games and figurines?		332
329	You	Forget it.		340
330	You	"Okay."		331
331	Dolores Dei	"Please don't give me any gifts..." She looks at the airport bag, then at you.		341
332	Reaction Speed	Yes. I thought... it would be good.		333
333	Suggestion	A form of communication where words have failed?		334
334	None			335 336
335	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_sugg_failed_communication"]	337
336	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_sugg_failed_communication"]) == false	339
337	Reaction Speed	Yes.		338
338	Suggestion	It was a good idea. But she felt obliged by the Headless FALN Rider -- to give you things in return. Things she no longer wants to give you. So she refused. That's how it goes -- your figurine rider idea was *naive*.		339
339	None			342 343 344
340	Reaction Speed	Okay. Sorry. I was naive. Stop listening to me. Forever.		339
341	None			120
342	You	"Maybe this revolutionary figurine then?" (Show it to her.) "Maybe you can take this revolutionary figurine? It's got a little musket."	CheckItem("figurine_set_revolutionary")	345
343	You	"What about dice? I had some custom dice made in this place... a Doomed Commercial Area..."	CheckItem("superstar_dice") or CheckItem("apocalypse_die") or CheckItem("anti_wirral_die") or CheckItem("red_police_die") or CheckItem("police_dice") or CheckItem("sorry_die") or CheckItem("wirral_die")	347
344	You	"Okay, I won't give you things then."		351
345	Dolores Dei	"No. Please. Please don't give me anything."		346
346	None			339
347	Dolores Dei	"Harry, I don't want things. I want to go to the aerodrome."		346
348	Dolores Dei	"I didn't *ask* for things. It's too late to give me anything. I would have liked these things, a long time ago -- the Headless FALN Rider especially..."		350
349	None			120
350	Dolores Dei	"... but now, only boring hell remains." Her crown-of-hair is aglow with the red of the neon on the corner. Like this, she tramples her feet for warmth. It's getting *really* cold outside.		349
351	None			352 353
352	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_giving_items_counter"] >= 2	348
353	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_giving_items_counter"] >= 2) == false	354
354	Dolores Dei	"I didn't *ask* for things. It's too late to give me anything. I would have liked the Headless FALN Rider -- back then..."		349
355	Dolores Dei	The air gets cold around you. She looks down on her stomach, then up at you. Her eyes are full of tremendous distance and mystery.		762
356	None			357 358
357	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_inland_all_warned_you"]	294 359
358	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_inland_all_warned_you"]) == false	361
359	You	Shut up, I'm talking to her.		360
360	Inland Empire	That's the problem. Look at what's pouring out of you...		361
361	None			289 290 292 291
362	None			363 364
363	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_elchem_gown"]	307
364	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_elchem_gown"]) == false	308
365	You	"This is so grotesque."		366
366	Dolores Dei	"It is. Useless..." The evening wind blows in as she says the words, her gown wraps around her like a white flag.		306
367	Dolores Dei	"Oh, Harry. You shouldn't have done that..." She shakes her head very slowly, her white hair brushing her shoulders.		410
368	Dolores Dei	"Not married. We were *engaged* then, living in a little house on the outskirts of Central Jamrock, past the lake that formed when a mainline pipe burst in the early Twenties. At the end of a street called..."		372
369	You	"Voyager Road."	IsTHCFixed("the_way_home")	377
370	You	"What?"		378
371	You	"I don't wanna know! Stop."		386
372	None			373 374
373	None		IsTHCFixed("the_way_home")	375
374	None		(IsTHCFixed("the_way_home")) == false	376
375	Shivers	It opens up in front of you, with cracked asphalt, and maple leaves brushing your feet. Halos of street lights hang above you, hunched shadows carry grocery bags home. The lights are on -- in the little match box on the corner.		376
376	None			369 370 371
377	Dolores Dei	"Voyager Road 21A." She nods sadly. "It was so long ago. It was a million years ago, Harry. No -- a hundred million years ago. I loved you more than you will ever know. I loved you more than anyone has ever loved *anyone*."		379
378	Dolores Dei	"A street called Voyager Road." She smiles, sadly. "It was a million years ago, Harry. No -- it was a *hundred million* years ago. We were so, so young then. I loved you more than you will ever know. I loved you more than anyone has ever loved *anyone*."		379
379	Dolores Dei	"But it is gone now. Nothing came of it. No children, nothing built. We live in the coldest of all possible worlds, Harry, orbiting the most distant star. It is agony, sheer agony..." She shakes her head slowly: "How *bad* I have to go to the aerodrome."		380 381 382
380	You	"Would you fucking stop it with the aerodrome already!"		383
381	You	"I get it. I get it, you have to go to the aerodrome!"		385
382	You	"I'll let you go there once you answer *all* my questions."		389
383	Dolores Dei	"No, Harry. No human being in the history of the world has ever had to go to the *aerodrome* as much as I have to go there now. You see..."		384
384	Dolores Dei	She looks at her travel bag. "I have to go there even more than I used to love you. And *that's* saying something."		388
385	Dolores Dei	"I really, really, *really* have to go there. No human being in the history of the world has ever had to go to the *aerodrome* as much as I have to go there now. You see, Harry..."		384
386	Dolores Dei	"It was a hundred million years ago, Harry... No, make it a thousand million years ago. Practically on another planet." She looks at her travel bag, thoughtfully: "Have I told you how bad I need to go to the aerodrome?"		387
387	None			145
388	None			145
389	Dolores Dei	"The questions will not bring those times back, Harry." She shakes her head slowly.		388
390	None			391 392 396
391	You	"Beautiful world. Beautiful aerodrome."		393
392	You	"Evil aerodrome, taking everything away from me."		395
393	Dolores Dei	"See?" She smiles -- as if a weight is lifted off her shoulders.		394
394	Empathy	The weight is you and your hate.		316
395	Dolores Dei	"Don't think like that, Harry..." She smiles.		400
396	You	"Forget about the aerodrome for one second... I lost. And it was *you* who I lost to."	Variable["village.dream_woke_up_with_you_lost"]	397
397	Dolores Dei	"It wasn't a fight. I was never fighting you."		398 402 399
398	You	"It's always a fight with these tiny apes. Someone always loses."		404
399	You	"I didn't want to fight you. You're the tiny ape I loved."		403
400	Empathy	She's really sorry she made you think like that about her beloved aerodrome.		401
401	Dolores Dei	"In the aerodrome there are silver-rotored ships, and beautiful flying trains I will go away on. It's a nice, peaceful place."		316
402	You	"You're right, yes. So *paranoid* of me. There is no antagonism between us."		405
403	Dolores Dei	She shakes her head. "Let's stop it with the apes, this isn't going anywhere."		768
404	Dolores Dei	"At first, yes. I *was* angry at you. But I truly am *not* anymore. My life is in a very good place..." She glances over her shoulder.		406
405	Dolores Dei	"You're right. I *was* angry at you. But I truly am *not* anymore. My life is in a very good place..." She glances over her shoulder.		406
406	None			145
407	Dolores Dei	"Yes, Harry. I am. Things have gotten *much* better for me -- now that I am the ruler of the known world..." She pulls up the silvery sleeve of her gown, to check the time. "Oh god, it's already so late, I have to *go*, Harry."		409
408	None			120
409	Perception (Sight)	A tiny golden watch with red straps... around her bony little wrist.		408
410	You	"Do what?"		411
411	Dolores Dei	"Call me like that..."		412
412	Suggestion	You ruined it. There was still a chance. You should have waited longer -- she would have called *you* instead!		414 415 416
413	None			145
414	You	"I know. You would have called me yourself, if I just let you. I was too impatient."	Variable["seafort.dolores_sugg_should_have_waited_for_call"]	417
415	You	"It wasn't me. It was my hand." (Raise your right hand.) "My fingers called you."		419
416	You	"Let's talk about SOMETHING ELSE."		286
417	Dolores Dei	"Oh, Harry? Do you really think so? We haven't talked in *years*... I don't want to call you. I don't want to hear from you. I think of you less and less every year, weeks go by without me remembering you..."		418
418	Dolores Dei	"Months already. Soon it will be years. Every season that passes the lights get less clear. I sit there, in Mirova -- in the holy gratitude of my bliss -- I put my hand on my belly and *smile...*"		355
419	Dolores Dei	"They shouldn't have. They really shouldn't. I was in Mirova already. Safe. In the warmth of the night. Wrapped in my future love. There, I think of you less and less, whole weeks go by without me remembering you..."		422
420	Shivers	Black-eyed dogs wander the alleys, apple trees hang their bony limbs low over the patchwork of roofs: red and black. Revachol West, the evening sun -- she's left and bloomed. Far away from us. Our vast soul.		446
421	Hand/Eye Coordination	The DEATH BLOW is coming.		420
422	Dolores Dei	"Months already. Soon it will be years without the hurt. I sit there in Mirova -- in the holy gratitude of my bliss -- I put my hand on my belly and *smile...*		355
423	You	"Your name..."		424
424	None			425 426
425	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_logic_dora_name"]	427
426	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_logic_dora_name"]) == false	428
427	Logic	Is Dora. That's what the voice said on the phone.		430 431
428	Logic	Means pain.		451 452
429	Dolores Dei	Nothing, just pillows against you. Unresponsive... but for the taste of apricots.		638
430	You	Dora is short for Dolores...		741
431	You	No. It can't be that. She's Dolores Dei, the innocence of humanism.		432
432	Logic	You're right. I'm useless and boring. There is nothing I can add to you. You should get someone better to do this with...		433
433	None			145
434	Logic	...Du Bois, yes. Dora Du Bois.		730
435	You	"Are you Dora Du Bois?"		437
436	You	"Dora, is that you?"		438
437	Dolores Dei	"Oh no, no-no-no-no." She shakes her head. "We're not doing that again."		442
438	Dolores Dei	"Yes, Harry, it's me." She sighs.		442
439	None			145
440	You	"That's why I think of Dolores Dei..."		441
441	Dolores Dei	"Why what?"		435
442	None			443 444
443	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_handeye_death_blow"]	765
444	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_handeye_death_blow"]) == false	439
445	Hand/Eye Coordination	That was not the death blow yet. You saved yourself -- for now. Keep stumbling around and it *will* happen.		439
446	None			447 448
447	None		Variable["tc.dora_is_her_name"]	423 449
448	None		(Variable["tc.dora_is_her_name"]) == false	413
449	You	It's Dolores Dei. That's all.		450
450	Dolores Dei	The mysterious smile on her lips keeps stretching wider, as if she's forgotten you're there. In some great and calming thought. Then she notices you -- and it's immediately gone.		484
451	You	"You're the symbol of pain."		453
452	You	I don't want to say that.		788
453	Dolores Dei	"Great. Now I'm the *symbol of pain*." The smile immediately disappears from her face. The air remains just as cold.		442
454	You	"But-- I thought if I threw the damned letter away it would help."	Variable["seafort.dolores_talked_about_caustic_echo"] and (IsTHCPresent("caustic_echo") or Variable["inventory.ledger_caustic_echo"])	455
455	Dolores Dei	"It doesn't look like it did, Harry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have wrote you any letters. I was too young then..."		501
456	Dolores Dei	"We both said a lot of things. We were very young."		461
457	You	"Actually, you didn't *say* it. You *wrote* it in a letter, a handwritten letter. I kept it in my paperwork."		459
458	You	"It doesn't matter anymore."		499
459	Dolores Dei	"As *queen regnant* I write a lot of letters." She brushes a strand of white hair out her eye.		460
460	Rhetoric	You need to recite it to her. For effect. All of it. No summaries.		464
461	Interfacing	It was her. I can feel it. I can see it in her tender, long fingers. In her wrists... Her hand wrote it. Said those things.		457 458
462	You	"You know what I mean. You left me a letter saying you will always come back to me. That you can't believe how happy you are with me." (Summarize.)		577
463	You	"I have it right here -- let me refresh your memory. Let's take a..." (Pause bitterly.) "...trip down memory lane." (Start reciting.)		473
464	None			465 466
465	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_rhet_recite_it"]	467
466	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_rhet_recite_it"]) == false	472
467	Pain Threshold	Yeah. Put a stake through your heart. She'll get hurt too -- collateral damage.		468
468	None			469 470
469	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_painth_stake_through_heart"]	471
470	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_painth_stake_through_heart"]) == false	472
471	Savoir Faire	She won't get hurt, she'll bend out of the way.		472
472	None			463 462
473	Dolores Dei	"Please, Harry, I just don't have time for this."		474 462
474	You	(Take out the letter and read.) "Every morning, when I step out and you're asleep behind me, I find a LITTLE PIECE OF SADNESS in me. I carry it in my chest down Voyager road."		475
475	Dolores Dei	"..."		476
476	You	"Every step I take, it grows. Until by the time I reach the fuel station it has filled me COMPLETELY. I step on the light rail and look back, something-something, bow collector. I know it will be like this -- until I WALK BACK TO YOU..."		477
477	Dolores Dei	"..."		478
478	You	"You, you. Every step I take will get LIGHTER. It almost makes me RUN. Sometimes I do. I can't believe I met you, I can't believe the happiness I feel with you. You have a vast, vast soul and I will always ALWAYS, ALWAYS come back to it."		479
479	Dolores Dei	"Okay, stop. Yes," she surrenders. "Are you happy now?"		483
480	You	"There's more: kisses-kisses-kisses."		492
481	You	"It's a good thing I'm *already* passed out and bleeding this time. Otherwise I'd pass out *again*."	Variable["inventory.letter_viscal_handwriting"] == false	492
482	You	"Being a police detective, I have performed a handwriting analysis on this, so I *know* it was you."	Variable["inventory.letter_viscal_handwriting"] == true	492
483	None			488 480 481 482
484	None			145
485	Dolores Dei	"What do you mean stopped saying things?"		486 487
486	You	"It doesn't say anything anymore. I think there was something I had to do with it. But I didn't. And now it's dead."		267
487	You	"Nothing."		267
488	You	"No, I'm not happy."		489
489	Dolores Dei	She sighs in frustration. "Then why are you *doing* this?"		480 481 482
490	None			491
491	Dolores Dei	"... it was *a hundred million years ago*. I was someone else then -- filled to the brim with love for you. Hanging on your every word. Oh Harry, you were the *coolest*... But I am no longer that person. This..." She points to herself. "... has taken her place. It will devour you. Harry -- I will eat your mind."		504
492	Dolores Dei	"Very well," she sighs. "I wrote it. It was morning, you slept. There was hoarfrost on the ground when I left. On Voyager Road. It was autumn, the first autumn. But Harry, please understand -- it was a million years ago. No..."		490
493	None			497 506 498 520 494 495 502 496
494	You	"Voyager Road -- I know that place. Where is it?"	IsTHCPresent("the_way_home")	550
495	You	"Where is this Voyager Road?"	IsTHCPresent("hobocop")	526
496	You	"What now? What happens now? What is the next thing we talk about?" (Conclude.)		551
497	You	"I was... cool?"		503
498	You	"Can't you turn back to the person you were? Can't you think I'm cool again?"	Variable["seafort.dolores_perc_see_her_under_her"] == false	521
499	Dolores Dei	"We will always have what was." She leans on her hand luggage and smiles faintly: "I will always be *influenced* by it. But it is over. Now only total, unrelenting hell remains."		500
500	None			120
501	None			145
502	You	"There was a bow collector. A light rail. Street car number..."	IsTHCPresent("the_bow_collector")	546
503	Dolores Dei	"The coolest..." She closes her eyes: "With your leather jacket and your boot cut pants. Smoking in the bus stop. I wanted you to be the rest of my life that day. And you were -- some of it, at least. You were my first. My first kiss, my first time to have sex."		505
504	Perception (Sight)	The light of the video rental shines through her dress now. A Dolorian figure, cut in black, moves below. It's still her. Her legs, her breasts, her hips...		493
505	Dolores Dei	"The first -- and worst -- time I fell in love. I will always have that with me. It's a fact. But that is all it is. It's like a ticket stub, Harry. It doesn't *do* anything anymore."		519
506	You	"A ticket stub..."	Variable["seafort.dolores_ticket_stub"]	508
507	None			493
508	Dolores Dei	"Yes. Let's talk about that too." She nods. "Let's bring it up -- the zoo. In Le Jardin. The day we went east of the river. To the aquarium first... I was sad about my mother. I don't even know why. The shimmer of the fish tank on my face, the octopuses..."		509
509	Dolores Dei	"It was just a day then, but to think! Were we there now, you could touch my hair, kiss me. Talk to me about anything; go..." She shakes her head. "...virtually *anywhere* in the world. Not like now -- now our interactions are limited to *pain and regret*."		510
510	Logic	That's sharp. And precise.		511
511	None			512 513
512	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_logic_sharp_analysis"]	514 515
513	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_logic_sharp_analysis"]) == false	507
514	You	"You're so sharp..."		516
515	You	No.		518
516	Dolores Dei	"No, it's all you. I always loved you for it -- but it could not save us. It could not make me stay. In the end your mind just told you precisely how *bad* things are, and who would want to stay around for that?"		517
517	Electrochemistry	You would be right to drown this shit in alcohol. Drown it... until your neurons depolarize. Until it's gone, melted.		507
518	Logic	Why? There is still a way to win her back, you know. All you need to do is *analyze*.		507
519	None			493
520	You	"Can't you turn back to the person you were? I can see her in you. Under the gown and that wreath.."	Variable["seafort.dolores_perc_see_her_under_her"] == true	523
521	Dolores Dei	"No. You scared it out of me. With your crying. Your hysteric..." She stops. "The awful time we wound up having. In the cheap rental flats you could afford..."		522
522	Dolores Dei	"Can't you see -- I can never think you're cool again. I can only think that way about *new* people."		789
523	Dolores Dei	"And my Crown of Immortality? No." She shakes her head. "You scared her out of me. With your crying, your..." She stops. "The awful time we wound up having. In the cheap rental flats you could afford..."		522
524	None			493
525	Dolores Dei	"There." She points across the water, into the darkness. "You could not pay the electrical bill. It became a lightless tomb. The years you spent training for the militia, my parents' money... It was not good."		567
526	Dolores Dei	"It's here." She looks around. "We are *on* Voyager Road. At the end of it -- three hundred metres from the stop. We used to come here to rent videos."		549
527	Rhetoric	It wouldn't be a cheap rental this time...		802
528	Rhetoric	You're a better man now. With a rank, in a powerful, armed organization.		805
529	Rhetoric	A cheap rental... with mold on the walls, and the tap dripping.		799
530	You	It won't help anyway.		536
531	You	"Cheap flats... So the rich man took you from me."	Variable["seafort.dolores_apartment_communist"]	534
532	You	"We can get a nice place this time. I can provide for you. I was young and weak then."	Variable["seafort.dolores_apartment_fascist"]	535
533	You	"I can afford a better place this time. We can try again -- this time with money. I can *win* now."	Variable["seafort.dolores_apartment_ultralib"]	535
534	Dolores Dei	"Yes. I have found someone. For whom I can feel the same -- a copy of my love for you, only this time he is careful and rich. He will not lose me. It will go somewhere. It will grow..."		542
535	Dolores Dei	"No. It's too late. I found someone for whom I feel the same love I did for you. Only this time -- he is more careful, he will not lose me. It will go somewhere. It will grow..."		542
536	Rhetoric	Nothing will. I've been poisoned by newspaper and news. All I can do is scream at them and think of her, secretly.		524
537	Dolores Dei	"Harry, do you notice how... none of this is very *funny*?"		538 539 540
538	You	"No, this is very funny. Ha-ha-ha."		543
539	You	"Yes. You are the least funny part about me."		544
540	You	"What did you mean by *grow*?"		770
541	Dolores Dei	She smiles mysteriously, looking east. Then turns her gaze back to you. The smile is gone.		545
542	Reaction Speed	Your heart burns. Through the blackness you feel the treacle of blood on the mattress below you...		537
543	Dolores Dei	"Stop laughing like that, please. It's *scary*."		545
544	Dolores Dei	"I hate being that. I don't want to be anything for you. I hope the decades it takes for you to get over me have already passed."		545
545	None			493
546	Dolores Dei	"Forty-two," she nods sadly. "That is the light rail that took me to Couron, to school and work. Every morning... it's the same stop I met you at, Harry. A hundred thousand million years ago..."		547
547	Dolores Dei	"No human being should still remember the position of atoms such... aeons ago. It must feel unnaturally sad -- a sadness so ancient, it is shared even by archaebacteria."		548
548	None			493
549	You	"The house..."		525
550	Dolores Dei	"It's here, Harry." She looks around. "We are *on* Voyager Road. At the end of it -- three hundred metres from the stop. We used to come here to rent videos."		549
551	Dolores Dei	"Is there really anything left? If not, we can always repeat one of the things we have already talked about. Talk about it *again*..." She looks over her shoulder. "If you do not to feel like doing that, you should let me go the aerodrome."		553
552	None			120
553	Interfacing	Don't let her. Don't let her go there. You should re-do the topics. Go over *everything*, the things you didn't say before too. Make it go on and on...		552
554	Dolores Dei	She shakes her head. "I am actually very ordinary, Harry. Below this gown and wreath I have an ordinary soul and ordinary thoughts. The only thing inhuman about me is this..." She looks around.		555
555	Dolores Dei	"This *thing* you've made me into. I'm sorry for saying so, but I just *hate* it. What is this? This is so far gone, Harry, I don't even..."		556
556	None			557 558
557	None		Variable["tc.dolores_dei_glowing_lungs"]	560 617
558	None		(Variable["tc.dolores_dei_glowing_lungs"]) == false	598
559	Dolores Dei	"My lungs do not *glow*, Harry. I am just like all the others. None of us have glowing lungs -- stop making me into some kind of..."		561
560	You	"No, you're special. You had glowing lungs."		559
561	Inland Empire	Then it's you. *You* will make her lungs glow. Your pain is NOT meaningless.		603
562	You	"Then *I* will make you different. I will make your lungs glow. I will make you last *forever*."	Variable["seafort.dolores_inland_glowing_lungs"] == true	563
563	Dolores Dei	"Oh, Harry... There is only one way for humans to last forever -- and you did not do that to me..." She shakes her head.		691
564	You	"I will build you a temple of light with my mind. A temple of unimaginable proportions. It will be something no one has ever done before. I will build it with computers."	Variable["seafort.dolores_concept_temple_of_light"] == true	565
565	Dolores Dei	"An immortal temple of light? That sounds nice. I *do* want someone to do that for me -- who wouldn't? -- but not you. I don't want *anything* from you."		691
566	You	"You're right. You don't have glowing lungs. You don't deserve them."		606
567	None			568 569
568	None		IsTHCPresent("the_waste_land_of_reality")	570
569	None		(IsTHCPresent("the_waste_land_of_reality")) == false	576
570	Volition	Surely the alcohol didn't help either.		732
571	Dolores Dei	She looks at her toenails sticking out from under the gown. "Everyone has a little glass of wine every now and then. I certainly do. It's a *queen regnant* thing. I don't think it was the alcohol -- it was *inevitability*."		574
572	You	"Was I... were *we* drinking?"		571
573	You	No, that's not it. It's super easy to quit drinking. And it has no effect on human relations of this kind.		575
574	Electrochemistry	See. If you drank with her, you'd be cool again. If you drank with her, you could have sex on alcohol...		576
575	Volition	You are right.		576
576	None			493
577	Dolores Dei	"Okay, Harry." She sighs. "Okay. It was morning and you slept. The room smelled of cigarettes and rowans. There was hoarfrost on the ground, when I left. It was autumn, the first one we had together. But you have to understand -- it was a million years ago. No..."		578
578	None			491
579	You	"War criminal!"	Variable["church.stained_ency_dolores_war_criminal"] or Variable["church.noid_dolores_the_mass_murderer"]	580
580	None			581 582
581	None		Variable["church.noid_dolores_the_mass_murderer"]	583
582	None		(Variable["church.noid_dolores_the_mass_murderer"]) == false	584
583	Dolores Dei	"That is *very* contested by modern historians." She tramples her little feet for warmth and adds: "Very contested. Plus..."		585
584	Dolores Dei	"Who says that? I have ruled with kindness, grace and temperance. It's perfectly normal to have an Army of Humanity. I am the innocence of humanism -- I call it whatever I want to."		586
585	Dolores Dei	"You're only saying this because things didn't work out between us. I have to go to the aerodrome now. I don't have time to defend myself from these accusations."		588
586	Dolores Dei	"Besides, you're only saying this because things didn't work out between us." She stops. "I really have to go to the aerodrome, I don't have time for this."		587
587	Suggestion	Stop making her angry! She won't start loving you again if you call her a war criminal. Seriously.		590
588	Suggestion	Stop making her angry. She won't start loving you again if you call her a *mass murderer*. Seriously.		589
589	None			591 592
590	None			594 593
591	You	"Would you say you haven't behaved like a mass murderer -- with me?"		595
592	You	"You're right. I'm sorry. You're soft and good, not a mass murderer."		596
593	You	"You're right. I'm sorry. You're soft and good, not a war criminal."		596
594	You	"Would you say you didn't behave like a war criminal with me?"		595
595	Dolores Dei	"You were very bad to me too..." She stops. "We've talked about it like seven million times now, I don't want to do that anymore."		597
596	Dolores Dei	"I'm not that either... Can't I just *be*?"		597
597	None			120
598	None			120
599	None			675 562 564 620 600 566 601
600	You	"I can still make your lungs glow, I know I can. If you only let me."		604
601	You	"But then this is all meaningless."		602
602	Dolores Dei	"It is -- and it's making me late for my beautiful-beautiful flight to Mirova. Far, far away from you -- and Revachol."		691
603	Conceptualization	She will -- once you have erected the TEMPLE OF LIGHT.		622
604	Dolores Dei	No answer. The arches of her brows quiver as she looks you in the eye and backs away from you...		605
605	Empathy	You won't do any of that. You can barely make her cry.		691
606	Dolores Dei	"I didn't ask for them either. They're just a folk tale that has nothing to do with my reign, or the direction I have set our species on..." She glances over her shoulder, then back at you.		607
607	Empathy	You couldn't make her lungs glow anyway, only cry. And maybe not even that anymore.		691
608	None			626 631 609 610 628 150 613
609	You	Her cheek against mine...		612
610	You	Cold silver against my forehead...		615
611	None			120
612	Dolores Dei	...feels like soft fuzz, a bird covered in down feathers. Brushing against your broken capillaries.		634
613	You	"You're not... kissing me back." (End.)		616
614	None			608
615	Dolores Dei	The delicate wreath on her forehead, pressing into your temple. The silver is cold from the spring evening air.		637
616	Dolores Dei	The moment is ending. She is going to move her face away from yours...		642
617	You	"Okay, I'm not gonna push it. I have other questions."		618
618	Dolores Dei	"Other questions are the last thing I need right now..." She cups her ear. "Hush, can you hear? I think that's the 42..."		619
619	Perception (Hearing)	It's not. It's not that yet. It's another, you have plenty of time to win her over with *questions* and kisses...		598
620	You	"I have discovered a new species -- I will name it in your honour. The Dolorian Phasmid. It's beautiful like you and also has a white head."	Variable["XP.rediscovery_of_insulinde"] or Variable["XP.discover_a_new_species"]	625
621	Reaction Speed	The phasmid queen! Quick!		599
622	None			623 624
623	None		Variable["XP.rediscovery_of_insulinde"]	621
624	None		(Variable["XP.rediscovery_of_insulinde"]) == false	599
625	Dolores Dei	"That sounds like it would be in the news... I don't want that, okay?" There's a pause. "Please don't name it that. You discovering a new species changes nothing. If someone else discovered a new species and named it after me, then I would be flattered. But not you."		691
626	You	But I succeeded...		627
627	Suggestion	This was not about failure or success. This was always going to be horror. I should not have suggested it, and you should not have listened to me.		632
628	You	Squeeze her wrist.		629
629	Dolores Dei	Her hand does not return the grip. Her body is rigid. A current of unease courses through it.		636
630	Dolores Dei	She is not kissing you back.		608
631	You	I feel her breath...		633
632	None			608
633	Dolores Dei	Her chest rising like a pillow, warm exhalations against the side of your mouth -- her tender soul moving through her lungs.		635
634	Conceptualization	The world's most precious material, reserved for those she lets close enough to feel it. You are stealing a touch. It's not yours to take.		632
635	Inland Empire	Hidden, distant, kept safe from you.		632
636	Interfacing	Distrust. For you. The curve of her spine, her shoulders hunched. She keeps herself stiff, her centre guarded from your motions, unresponsive to your guidance.		731
637	None			608
638	None			639 640
639	None		IsTHCPresent("juicy_fruit")	641
640	None		(IsTHCPresent("juicy_fruit")) == false	614
641	Perception (Smell)	Apricot scented chewing gum.		614
642	Dolores Dei	...trying hard not to look at you. When she withdrew and you held on to her hand she tried not to look at your face and see the expression there.		643
643	Suggestion	Brother, you should put me in front of a firing squad. I have no words for how I failed you.		644
644	None			645 647 646 648
645	You	"You didn't kiss me back."		649
646	You	"*You're* the Apricot Chewing Gum Scented One."	IsTHCPresent("juicy_fruit")	657
647	You	"Why didn't you kiss me back?"		659
648	You	"That's it then."		658
649	Dolores Dei	She breathes out, heavily, as if something painful has passed through her -- and shakes her head.		650 651 652 654
650	You	"I thought you would... I know you still love me. You *can't* not."		655
651	You	"I just needed to do that. I'm sorry."	IsTHCPresent("sorry_cop")	655
652	You	Say nothing, stand there like a useless dildo.		655
653	None			644
654	You	"The world should end. Now."	IsTHCPresent("apocalypse_cop")	656
655	Dolores Dei	She shakes her head one more time. The evening wind rustles her hair, blowing old newspapers and fast food wrappings down the street...		653
656	Dolores Dei	It does not. It goes on. Children run in the back alleys. Pigeons take flight. She shakes her head one more time as the evening wind rustles her hair.		653
657	Dolores Dei	"No..." She just shakes her head once more. "I'm just Dora."		661
658	Dolores Dei	"No, Harry. Not yet. There is one more thing you have to see..." She slides her hands down her chest, and onto her lower stomach. And smiles.		660
659	Dolores Dei	"*Why* did you do that to yourself? You know I don't cheat, Harry. I never cheated on you."		661
660	Dolores Dei	"I'm pregnant."		662
661	None			644
662	None			663 664 665 666
663	You	"Is it mine?"		667
664	You	"It's his, the man I heard on the phone?"	Variable["coast.payphone_perc_someone_there"]	670
665	You	"It's not mine."		674
666	You	Swallow.		673
667	Dolores Dei	"Of course not." She looks down at her belly, then up into your old eyes...		668
668	Dolores Dei	"I terminated yours. Don't you remember, you *poor* fuck? Poverty-stricken fuck."		669
669	Dolores Dei	"Now, go ahead..." She wipes her palms into the silk of her gown. "...ask me more questions. Let's talk about *something else*."		672
670	Dolores Dei	"Yes. He did it." She looks down at her belly, then up into your old eyes...		671
671	Dolores Dei	"I terminated yours. Don't you remember, you *poor* fuck? You poverty-stricken fuck."		669
672	Pain Threshold	No. This has to end. Do the last one.		769
673	Dolores Dei	"You know what this means."		663 664 665
674	Dolores Dei	"Of course not." She looks down at her belly, then up into your old eyes...		668
675	You	"I forgive you that you're pregnant. I can deal with it. Just..."	Variable["seafort.dolores_is_pregnant"] == true	676
676	Dolores Dei	"Oh, Harry... I don't need you to forgive. It's a *good* thing for me." She smiles. "It's good news, why aren't you smiling more?"		691
677	None			678 679
678	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_hub_question_counter"] >= 3	681
679	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_hub_question_counter"] >= 3) == false	680
680	Suggestion	No! Don't say it. Don't beg. It will only make her *go*!		735
681	Dolores Dei	"I *have* to, Harry. Really, I've already missed the 8:30..." Her fingers wrap around the bag handle. "I'm gonna go now..."		720
682	You	"Wait, can't we sit down and have a coffee first? There's a cafeteria on the corner..." (Point east.)		690
683	You	Wait, yes! I have *other questions* first. Where's the list?		685
684	None			120
685	Suggestion	Yes! Somewhere hidden among the options popping up in your nervous system... is the *right* one. That will make her love you again, and not go to the aerodrome at all!		684
686	You	"No, actually, wait! I need to see my list again, I'm sorry. Where's my list? Wait!"	IsTHCPresent("sorry_cop")	687
687	Dolores Dei	"No. Too late now. You have forgotten your list and the time is up. I am really going now. I must be on the 10:20 flight..." She turns.		784 775
688	You	"Okay, I understand." (Nod silently, like a martyr.)		774
689	You	(It's all I have left.) "Please..."		681
690	Dolores Dei	"No. That would only be painful and dull. At the aerodrome -- life, love, and laughter are waiting for me. At the cafeteria -- dust, hell, and tragicomedy."		717
691	Electrochemistry	A warm gust wraps her gown around her waist and between her thighs.		692
692	None			693 694
693	None		IsTHCPresent("juicy_fruit")	695
694	None		(IsTHCPresent("juicy_fruit")) == false	696
695	Perception (Smell)	An apricot scented ghost wafts out of her -- her skin, the fabric -- into the flow of the air around you.		696
696	Shivers	All the roads will miss her footsteps when she's gone from here.		698
697	Inland Empire	A completely different world.		701
698	None			699 700
699	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_shivers_roads_beneath"]	697
700	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_shivers_roads_beneath"]) == false	701
701	None			702 703
702	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_elchem_sensual_feelz"]	705 706 707
703	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_elchem_sensual_feelz"]) == false	704
704	None			120
705	You	"I miss you so much."		708
706	You	"I want to go back to the completely different world. The see-through world with you."	Variable["seafort.dolores_inland_different_world"]	709
707	You	Say nothing.		710
708	Dolores Dei	"It will pass..." The gown moves on her limbs, like water. "Everything does."		711
709	Dolores Dei	"Please, Harry..." The gown moves on her limbs, like water. "I don't understand what you're saying. You're pitiful and frightening, a smoky apparition of its former self."		711
710	Dolores Dei	The gown moves on her limbs, like water. She breathes out, her breath heavy. You're running out of ideas.		711
711	None			120
712	You	"Hold on, what is there to do in Mirova?"		713
713	Dolores Dei	"Light, life, *culture*... It's so much better than here. Everything here reminds me of you, and the horrible times we had. The nights we stayed up fighting for our dying love."		718
714	You	"What happens now?"	Variable["seafort.dolores_returned_to_questions"] == true	715
715	Dolores Dei	"Nothing -- I have to go..." Her hand wraps around the handle of the bag in her hand again: "I'm gonna go now..."		720
716	None			682 712 721 719 688 686
717	None			716
718	Dolores Dei	"I have to wipe it all off me -- and be clean again. I want to be a good person again, not this. Not what you made me into."		717
719	You	"But I swore I wouldn't let you go. You *told* me -- you asked me to be this way."	Variable["seafort.dolores_auth_one_night_in"] == true	726
720	Authority	You have sworn a holy oath Harry. She herself begged you to not let her go.		723
721	You	"You don't want me to let you go. Not really. You asked me not to."	Variable["seafort.dolores_auth_one_night_in"] == false	726
722	Drama	Lies, sire! She cannot but love you. She has said so a hundred times.		716
723	None			724 725
724	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_auth_one_night_in"]	716
725	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_auth_one_night_in"]) == false	722
726	Dolores Dei	"That was someone else. I betrayed her, overwrote her, and am happier for it. And I'm really going now. The time is up -- I must be on the 10:20 flight..." She turns.		784 775
727	Dolores Dei	"See you tomorrow."
728	Dolores Dei	"See you tomorrow."
729	None			436 431
730	None			440 435 431
731	None			608
732	None			733 734
733	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_volition_drinking"]	572 573
734	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_volition_drinking"]) == false	576
735	None			689 683
736	You	Cinematics KISS		132 737
737	Suggestion	With your feet trembling from the steps you took -- trepid and fearful -- you stand against her; her body close to you, radiating warmth. With your eyes closed you move your lips on her mouth.		739
738	Dolores Dei	She tried not to look at you -- when she withdrew and you held on to your hand. She tried not to look at your face and see the expression there.		740
739	You	Cinematics END KISS		738
740	You	Cinematics END		757
741	None			742 743
742	None		Variable["tc.name_full_harrier"]	434
743	None		(Variable["tc.name_full_harrier"]) == false	744
744	Logic	Yes.		729
745	None			746 747
746	None		Variable["seafort.orb_dream_kim_was_present"]	727
747	None		(Variable["seafort.orb_dream_kim_was_present"]) == false	748
748	None			749 750
749	None		Variable["seafort.orb_dream_cuno_was_present"]	728
750	None		(Variable["seafort.orb_dream_cuno_was_present"]) == false	751
751	Dolores Dei	"See you tomorrow."
752	Dolores Dei	"See you tomorrow."
753	Dolores Dei	"See you tomorrow."
754	None			755 756
755	None		Variable["seafort.orb_dream_cuno_was_present"]	753
756	None		(Variable["seafort.orb_dream_cuno_was_present"]) == false	752
757	None			758 759
758	None		Variable["seafort.orb_dream_kim_was_present"]	760
759	None		(Variable["seafort.orb_dream_kim_was_present"]) == false	754
760	Dolores Dei	"See you tomorrow."
761	Physical Instrument	As you talk it feels like chewing on gravel, granite, steel bars...		195
762	None			763 764
763	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_is_pregnant"]	420
764	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_is_pregnant"]) == false	421
765	None			766 767
766	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_is_pregnant"]	439
767	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_is_pregnant"]) == false	445
768	Rhetoric	You told her you loved her. She has to feel *something*.		406
769	Volition	More questions. Ask more.		611
770	None			771 772
771	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_is_pregnant"]	773
772	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_is_pregnant"]) == false	541
773	Dolores Dei	"You know what I meant. We're talking about it again. It came up again. This conversation is about *that* again."		545
774	Dolores Dei	"No, you don't. You're just being a martyr. And I'm really going now. The time is up. I must be on the 10:20 flight..." She turns.		784 775
775	You	"Will we ever see each other again?"		776
776	Dolores Dei	"I won't see you but you will see me."		777
777	You	"How can that be?"		778
778	Dolores Dei	"Oh, Harry, this is a dream, can't you see? I'm already in Mirova by now. Who knows how long ago this happened?" She looks around. "A year, two, *five* years ago?"		779
779	You	"How will I see you *again* then?"		780
780	Dolores Dei	"Right here. Tomorrow night. Once this dream starts happening it keeps happening -- three times a week. At least. And Harry, it really, really looks like it's started *happening* again. There's the video rental..."		781
781	Dolores Dei	"I'm suffocatingly beautiful. And young. And I smell of tutti frutti chewing gum -- like I did that time when I asked you for forgiveness. After leaving you the first time, so long ago..."		782 786
782	You	"But this is intolerably bad."		783
783	Dolores Dei	"Oh, yes. This is real darkness. It's not death, or war, or child molestation. Real darkness has love for a face. The first death is in the heart, Harry."		745
784	You	"No..."		785
785	Dolores Dei	"Yes."		775
786	You	"I like this."		783
787	Conceptualization	Silence. A distant wind blows. You can't think of anything pretty to say.		87
788	Logic	Why? That's what *dolor* means.		451
789	None			790 791
790	None		IsHighestPolitical("communist")	529
791	None		(IsHighestPolitical("communist")) == false	795
792	None			793 794
793	None		IsHighestPolitical("revacholian_nationhood")	528
794	None		(IsHighestPolitical("revacholian_nationhood")) == false	798
795	None			796 797
796	None		IsHighestPolitical("ultraliberal")	527
797	None		(IsHighestPolitical("ultraliberal")) == false	792
798	Rhetoric	You're a better man now. More level-headed. More *normal*.		805
799	None			800 801
800	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_apartment_communist"]	531 530
801	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_apartment_communist"]) == false	524
802	None			803 804
803	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_apartment_ultralib"]	533 530
804	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_apartment_ultralib"]) == false	524
805	None			806 807
806	None		Variable["seafort.dolores_apartment_fascist"]	532 530
807	None		(Variable["seafort.dolores_apartment_fascist"]) == false	808
808	Composure	The you she saw is gone, too. A small stack of sticks stands in its place. Begging.		524
809	You	"I've been reading books. I've got lots of new ideas about ideology and capital."	Variable["TASK.get_yourself_organised_done"]	810
810	Dolores Dei	"That sounds nice, Harry, but I really don't want to argue about *ideology* with you right now..."		825
811	You	"By the way, I’m making *mad paper* now. My net worth is insane."	Variable["TASK.become_man_of_plenty_done"]	837
812	You	"I've taken responsibility for my actions now. I'm a new man. Weighty and normal."	Variable["TASK.take_on_responsibility_done"]	848
813	You	"I have become an unbreakable kingsman."	Variable["TASK.find_a_way_to_turn_back_time_done"]	814
814	Dolores Dei	"Good. That’s... very nice." She doesn’t sound appropriately impressed.		815 816 817 822 859
815	You	"You're not impressed?"		818
816	You	"You broke me. But I rebuilt myself. With fascism."	Variable["whirling.mirror_endurance_rc"] == false	819
817	You	"Look at my face. Can you not see how *hard* I am?" (Point to your diamond hard fascist face.)	Variable["whirling.mirror_endurance_rc"] and Variable["whirling.mirror_concept_icebreaker"]	820
818	Dolores Dei	"I don’t... I don’t know what to say. I’m tired."		816 817
819	Dolores Dei	"But Harry, it doesn’t look like you rebuilt yourself, it looks like you fell apart without me. I can’t bare to look at it any more, okay? I feel *guilty*. That’s what I feel when I look at you. Please let me go..."		821
820	Dolores Dei	"Harry, it doesn’t look like you’re *hard* at all, it looks like you fell apart without me. I can’t bare to look at it any more, okay? I feel *guilty*. That’s what I feel when I look at you. Please let me go..."		821
821	Endurance	It’s breaking. You feel fractures across you. Out the cracks comes nothing at all. No king, no man, and no king’s man. The cracks were all there ever was. We are a spiderweb of glass that’s painful to look at. And she’s turning her head.		858
822	You	"There is a way back. To the kingdom of beauty. Of *us*. We need to go live in the pale, sweet love. Come, be trapped in amber with me! Forever!"	Variable["whirling.mirror_endurance_rc"] and Variable["whirling.mirror_concept_icebreaker"] == false	823
823	Dolores Dei	"I’m so tired, Harry. I’m so tired of all this..." She sighs. "Can’t you see, I already *am* trapped in amber with you? We’re stuck here. I can’t do that any more. The aerodrome is the future. It is laughter and ease... I must go."		824
824	Endurance	You’re breaking. You feel fractures run across you. Out the cracks comes anger, and then nothing at all. No king, no man, and no king’s man. The cracks were all there ever was.		858
825	Empathy	This won’t be an argument. It will be emotional and true.		826 827 833
826	You	"You don't know what I found! There are these beautiful things that can happen. Mysterious -- below matter, even."	Variable["apt.student_rhetoric_rc_question"] == false	828
827	You	"Listen, please. It helped me realise I can’t let you go *because* loving you is impossible. You're like a star I should follow."	Variable["apt.student_rhetoric_rc_question"]	829
828	Dolores Dei	"There was a time I would have loved to hear about them. I would have hung on every word. I would have made you feel smart, just, hopeful. But now is not that time. Now we are in hell and in hell there is only the aerodrome. And boring disagreement."		835
829	Dolores Dei	A long sigh, one millennia in the making.		830
830	Perception (Smell)	Apricot scented chewing gum brushes your cheek.		831
831	Dolores Dei	"I'm not a star. I'm a confused young woman, eating your mind. There are no stars. There is no light. There will be no future. There is only this intersection. And the aerodrome. Where I must go, incessantly, brutally -- utterly without redemption or hope."		832
832	Rhetoric	The star has gone out. She can not rekindle it. You can not rekindle it. There is nothing within or below matter, just the dull *no* of a mind made up. Just like four billion others. I am so sorry.		836
833	You	"Now that I think of it, it's actually all just pointless shit and I should kill myself."		834
834	Dolores Dei	She doesn't say anything. It’s excruciating.		835
835	Rhetoric	Hear that? That's the sound of meaninglessness. Meaning, ideas, theory -- all that has evaporated. Now there is only dry silence -- the sound of a mind made up. Just like four billion others. I am so sorry.		836
836	None			120
837	Dolores Dei	"It’s not about *paper*, Harry, or anything like that..." She sounds frustrated.		840
838	Dolores Dei	"It’s about taking care of yourself. Life is not a competition."		839 843 845
839	You	"Wrong. It *is* a competition. And I’m going to win."		841
840	Rhetoric	Like she’s heard it before. A million times.		838
841	Dolores Dei	"I can’t do this talk again..." She sounds like she’s going to cry -- but not in a good way.		843 845
842	Dolores Dei	"You're yelling, Harry." She stops. "I can't do this. I can't be *afraid* of your emotions anymore. I can't talk about *mad paper* or any of it. Please just let me go."		846
843	You	"You have a new guy, right? He's fucking *poor* compared to me. I'm gonna INCINERATE him. I have more money than any human being should have. It's SCARY how rich I am. I’m richer than GOD!"		842
844	Dolores Dei	"No, it’s not... I’m glad you’re finally taking care of yourself financially. I really am, but you need to do it for yourself. Not me. I don’t need it. I need to *run-run-run* to the aerodrome!"		846
845	You	"You're right. It's all fucking shit."		844
846	Savoir Faire	You failed. This failed. The hostile takeover. The dawn raid. Paper made out of broken, twisted trees... You're just insane, insane and gone. Even six billion won't fix you if she’s not there.		847
847	None			120
848	Dolores Dei	She doesn't know what to say.		849
849	You	"I'm so fucking normal right now."		850
850	Dolores Dei	"Yes. Okay. I'm glad."		851 852
851	You	"I mean: I'm a moralist. The other moralists almost took me away on their airship! I'm not a broken, insane man who can't live without you. I know I made mistakes. And I've taken *full responsibility* for all of them. So you can live with me again if you want to. I'm better now."		853
852	You	"You're right. I'm not normal. I'm shit."		855
853	Dolores Dei	"It doesn’t sound like you're better at all, Harry. It doesn’t even sound like you're a moralist, it just sounds like you want to..." She spreads her arms. "*Win me back* or something. I don't want you to try that any more, okay? It's too sad, I need to *go*..."		854
854	Empathy	Total annihilation. We got annihilated, Harry. It wasn’t about responsibility at all, it was always only about you having no power at all. Over her. Yourself. Anything. That's why they didn't take you on that airship: you're insane without her.		857
855	Dolores Dei	"Do you know how much it hurts me to hear you say that?" She sounds downright angry. "I'm shit, you made me shit... I can't do this any more. I can't make you *insane* and *shit* any more, I can't let you turn me into a bad person. I have to go..."		856
856	Empathy	Total annihilation. We got annihilated, Harry. You never had any power, you never were a moralist -- or anything. You can't even be insane or shit any more. You have to be *nothing*. Nothing without the light and grace of love.		857
857	None			120
858	None			120
859	You	"You're right, it isn't nice. It's shit and I should kill myself."		860
860	Dolores Dei	She doesn’t say anything. It’s excruciating.		824