A small, old, shrivelled up mesque woman with thinning hair sits awkwardly on the ledge of a lorry. An empty, glazed look adorns her eyes. She murmurs while nodding her head to the music coming from a radio in her lorry cabin. She wears a squared truck-driver flannel shirt with sleeves wrapped up to her elbows and blue denim dungarees tucked in yellow-brown (Caterpillar) boots.
This is a listing of every "entry" in a given game conversation as scraped from the game files. Entries often contain written dialogue, as well as conditional logic governing their appearance to the player. They also link to other entries, sometimes automatically and sometimes through player action. This page is best used to search for a specific word or phrase, as following the links in this format can be difficult. For an experience that better accommodates the branching structure of these conversations, see the corresponding interactive page.
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0 | None |
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1 | None |
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2 | None |
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3 | You | "Thank you for now." [Leave.] |
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4 | Paledriver |
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5 | Paledriver | Variable["jam.paledriver_greeting_done"] |
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6 | Paledriver | (Variable["jam.paledriver_greeting_done"]) == false |
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7 | Paledriver |
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8 | Paledriver | Variable["jam.paledriver_quick_intro"] |
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9 | Paledriver | (Variable["jam.paledriver_quick_intro"]) == false |
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10 | You | "Before I came, you seemed... *away*." |
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11 | You | "Blacked out. Should you be driving a lorry if you get like that?" |
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12 | Paledriver | The woman is still hunched over the railing, her head swaying to the music, her eyes looking at nothing in particular. |
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13 | None |
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14 | Paledriver | "What do you mean?" |
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15 | Paledriver | "Because I'm one of the best camionneurs around, that's why. I drive routes no one else will." |
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16 | You | "You were in a dream. Inactive. Tuned off." |
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17 | Paledriver | "Yes. What about it?" |
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18 | Paledriver | "You go right ahead, lawman. Let me know when you find them. I can't wait to read their *report*..." |
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19 | You | "This should be reported to the proper authorities." | Variable["tc.pale"] == false |
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20 | Paledriver | "Huh?" That flicked a switch somewhere. "What is it? What do you want?" |
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21 | You | Snap your fingers in front of her face. |
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22 | You | "Never mind, sorry to bother you." [Leave.] |
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23 | You | "I'm something of an expert in blacking out. You should take better care of yourself." |
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24 | Paledriver | She looks you over and scoffs. "You're right, lawman. *I'm* the one who should take *my* health more seriously. Thank you for looking out for me..." |
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25 | Paledriver | "Is that all you woke me up to say?" |
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26 | Paledriver | "Is that all you wanted to know, lawman?" |
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27 | None |
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28 | You | "Show me the soles of your boots." | Variable["tc.oddfoot_at_lynching"] == true and Variable["XP.figured_out_the_odd_sole"] == false and Variable["jam.paledriver_composure_soles"] == true |
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29 | You | "If you had to guess, who do you think is smuggling drugs around here?" |
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30 | You | "Alright. Are you *the* lady driver?" | Variable["TASK.who_is_the_ladydriver"] == true and Variable["TASK.who_is_the_ladydriver_done"] == false and Variable["whirling.hardie_went_through_ruby_info"] == false |
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31 | You | "You seem like a woman who knows a thing or two about drugs." | Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs"] and Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs_done"] == false |
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32 | You | "What is it that you're hauling, exactly?" |
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33 | Paledriver | "What do I need drugs for, lawman? What I see, what I *feel*, the Great Adversary... no drugs can compare." |
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34 | You | "How can you not know what you're hauling in your own lorry?" |
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35 | Paledriver | "Just this month I made half a dozen trips from Saramiriza to Graad, on the U41-A. What do you think they take from Saramiriza to Graad, lawman?" |
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36 | You | "I think I know what's going on with you." | (Variable["gates.measurhead_fascha_dq_measurepale"] == true or Variable["TASK.what_is_pale_done"]) and Variable["jam.paledriver_asked_whats_wrong"] |
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37 | Paledriver | "Now what do you want with an old woman's boots, *xerife*?" |
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38 | Paledriver | "Did you just call me a *lady*, xerife?" |
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39 | Paledriver | "No, lawman. Diamonds." She grins. |
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40 | You | "Okay. If you're not involved with the drug trafficking then why are you still waiting here?" (Conclude.) |
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41 | Paledriver | "Where do you want me to go? This isn't so bad. I can listen to music, or the seagulls. Look at all the colours and the features of this world. It's a good palate-cleanser, this jamboree..." |
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42 | You | "What are you hauling?" |
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43 | Paledriver | She shrugs. "Whatever stupid things they put in the lorry, I imagine." |
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44 | You | "So you don't know what you're hauling in your own lorry?" |
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45 | You | "What if the cargo is contraband?" |
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46 | Paledriver | "I quit concerning myself with that a long time ago." She smiles a careless smile. "Besides, I don't drive the lorry for the cargo, if you know what I mean..." |
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47 | Paledriver | "Then it's contraband, lawman. What? Do you want to take an old woman in? Be my guest. Lock me away like Bad Hand Hermenegildo." |
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48 | None |
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49 | Paledriver | The woman sways her wrinkled shell back and forth, a strange grin across her face. |
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50 | You | "Well, that's good enough for me." |
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51 | You | "It's for important police business, ma'am." |
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52 | You | "Please? Help me out here. It's important." |
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53 | You | "Nothing, I guess. Let's talk about something else." |
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54 | None |
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55 | You | "You said earlier you don't know what cargo you're hauling. Could it be drugs?" | Variable["jam.paledriver_asked_about_cargo"] == true |
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56 | Paledriver | "Who the fuck is Evrart?" |
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57 | You | "Because of all those hauls through the pale?" | Variable["pier.joyce_pale_fatigue_symptoms"] == true |
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58 | You | "That's not really what I was getting at." |
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59 | You | "Where could I get my hands on an *experience* like that?" |
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60 | Paledriver | She glares at you. "Oh, this *xerife* is a smart one." |
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61 | Paledriver | "Then what *were* you getting at?" |
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62 | Paledriver | "If you don't know, pfft!" She flicks her wrist in a gesture of casual dismissal. |
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63 | You | "Evrart sent me." (Place finger on the side of your nose and tap twice.) | Variable["jam.paledriver_blackc_drama_peone"] == true and Variable["cargo.evrart_main_hub_reached"] == true |
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64 | You | "I wanted to ask if you'd be interested in smuggling some drugs?" |
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65 | You | "Okay. Let me put this another way -- are you smuggling drugs through Terminal B?" |
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66 | Drama | Maybe if she thought you're... *corrupt*? |
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67 | Paledriver | "Your *mãe*, lawman. What of it?" |
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68 | Paledriver | Her shoulder bones crack as she shrugs. "Maybe. Probably not. Makes no difference to me either way." |
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69 | You | "The Union boss?" |
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70 | Paledriver | "*Ah*. And what do I care about the Union boss? He's not Gabriel, he's not Franconegro. He's not even Hermenegildo the Hand." |
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71 | Paledriver | "Why would I want to do that?" |
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72 | You | "For commerce, the lifeblood of the isolas." |
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73 | You | "For the glory of the world republic. Liberation of the spirit and body." |
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74 | You | "I don't know, the thrill of the criminal lifestyle?" |
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75 | Paledriver | "Lawman... what in the name of god are you talking about?" |
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76 | You | "Drugs!?" |
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77 | You | "I don't know, that's why I'm asking you." |
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78 | Paledriver | "It's diamonds, lawman. Obviously." She grins. |
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79 | Half Light | Damn this. Make her answer. |
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80 | You | "I didn't ask you about diamonds, did I? I don't care about that." |
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81 | You | "Are you making fun of me right now? You better start complying." | Variable["jam.paledriver_blackc_logic_mockery"] |
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82 | Paledriver | "I would never make fun of a real lawman, *xerife*." |
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83 | Paledriver | "Or -- I can just relax and let my mind carry me back where it will. To the great plains..." |
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84 | None |
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85 | Paledriver | "Diamonds are good for you, lawman. You should try them sometime. Make yourself pretty like Eva Deshoras." |
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86 | You | "Okay. Let me ask you something else, then." |
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87 | None |
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88 | None |
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89 | You | "I guess that makes sense. Minding your own business." |
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90 | Paledriver | "Of course it does -- what did you expect?" |
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91 | Paledriver | "Never mind," she sighs. "I remember now. I'm still stuck in that traffic jam. In the *Fifties*," she adds with contempt. |
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92 | Paledriver | "While *you* people were tearing each other apart over your petty little Revolution, in Mesque it was a golden age." |
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93 | Rhetoric | In all likelihood, it's a world that's only ever existed in her mind. |
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94 | Paledriver | "He was the biggest star of his day. Girls used to faint in the aisles of the cinema whenever he came on the screen, and school boys used to memorize all his lines..." She leans back, savouring the world she's conjured up. |
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95 | You | "Who's Gabriel Buenguerro?" |
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96 | None |
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97 | None |
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98 | You | "Are you alright, ma'am? You were out." |
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99 | You | "I was actually hoping *you* could tell me that." |
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100 | You | "Me? I am the law around here." |
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101 | You | "Where else would you be then?" |
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102 | You | "*When* else would you be then?" |
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103 | Paledriver | "Back in Mesque during the time of the Revolution." The smile returns to her face. "The sidewalks and cafes are filled with young people... I was on my way to see a new boiadeiro picture starring Gabriel Buenguerro." |
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104 | Paledriver | The small wrinkled woman does not greet you. She nods along to something on her radio. A photograph is clutched in her hands and there is a warm smile on her face. |
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105 | You | "Excuse me, ma'am, I'd like to ask some questions." |
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106 | You | "Grandma?" | Variable["jam.paledriver_inland_grandma"] |
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107 | Kim Kitsuragi | "She's just a distracted old woman. Better to leave her alone." |
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108 | You | "If you say so..." [Leave.] |
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109 | Paledriver |
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110 | Paledriver | Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs"] |
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111 | Paledriver | (Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs"]) == false |
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112 | Paledriver | "Where am I? Who are you?" Like a magician recalling a subject from hypnosis, you've jolted her back to reality. |
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113 | Paledriver | No response. Wherever this woman is, your words fail to reach her. |
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114 | None |
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115 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Wait..." The lieutenant stops you before you can snap. |
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116 | Paledriver |
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117 | Paledriver | IsKimHere() |
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118 | Paledriver | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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119 | Paledriver | "Then I don't suppose you could tell me where we are, lawman?" |
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120 | Paledriver | The woman still has her eyes fixed on the photograph in her hands. In the background, the radio plays. |
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121 | Empathy | The smile on her face has disappeared, replaced by the wary aspect of a cornered beast. |
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122 | Inland Empire | It's the warmth of a winter night's fire. Maybe she could give you comfort and shelter? Some cigarettes and food money? Maybe she's your... |
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123 | You | "Nothing to do here." [Leave.] |
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124 | Paledriver | "Until you came along, that is." The look she gives you is accusatory. |
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125 | Kim Kitsuragi | "If you want her attention you may need to be more forceful." |
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126 | You | "Okay. What's that?" |
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127 | Paledriver | "Of course not. To truly understand the boiadeiro, you need to listen to 'On the Western Plain'." |
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128 | You | "I've already got too many records to listen to as it is. Change of topic." |
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129 | Paledriver | "It's an old ballad about a young girl who falls in love with a daring boiadeiro. He promises to marry her as soon as he returns from the Western Plain." |
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130 | You | "I'm guessing that doesn't happen." |
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131 | You | "And they live happily ever after?" |
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132 | Paledriver | "No, the boiadeiro strangles his beloved and throws her body in the Magritte. Then he rides off, because the Western Plain is calling to him." |
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133 | Paledriver | "Of course not. The boiadeiro returns from the Western Plain a *changed* man. One night, as he and his beloved are out walking along the River Magritte, she pleads with him to give up his riding and settle down..." |
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134 | Paledriver | "You have to understand -- a true boiadeiro needs a whole horizon to himself. He can't be tied down by man or woman. His beloved was selfish. She didn't know what it meant to love a *boiadeiro*." |
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135 | You | "That's a terrible song." |
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136 | You | (Nod solemnly.) "A beautiful song." |
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137 | You | "I still don't really understand this whole *boiadeiro* thing." | Variable["tc.boiadeiro"] == true |
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138 | You | "I think I see where this is going." |
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139 | None |
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140 | Drama | In the background you can hear the orchestra swell as the screen fills with the maiden's imploring eyes... |
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141 | None |
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142 | You | "I don't think I *do* know what you mean." | Variable["jam.paledriver_electrochem_pale_high"] == false |
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143 | Paledriver | "Of course you don't." |
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144 | Paledriver |
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145 | Paledriver | IsKimHere() |
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146 | Paledriver | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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147 | Kim Kitsuragi | "She's just a distracted old woman. We should maybe let her get back to her things..." |
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148 | Paledriver | "You hear that, lawman? I don't think your partner likes you spending too much time with me..." |
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149 | Paledriver | "Diamonds." |
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150 | You | "Diamonds, really?" |
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151 | Paledriver | "Of course not," she says, grinning. "But wouldn't it be marvellous if I was?" |
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152 | You | "Okay, but what are you *really* hauling?" |
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153 | None |
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154 | You | "So he gives up his riding and settles down, right?" |
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155 | You | "That's... not where I thought that was going." |
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156 | Half Light | No. This one is a monster in disguise. |
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157 | You | "Why?" |
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158 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Why? I just told you why." |
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159 | Encyclopedia | The photo -- an *ambrotype* from the turn of the century. As golden as her smile. |
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160 | None |
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161 | None |
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162 | You | "Wait, what's so bad about the Fifties?" | Variable["tc.date_fifty_one"] |
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163 | Paledriver | "The men have small jaws and everything is made out of plastic. Why do you need plastic?" she scoffs. "When you can make the world out of amber?" |
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164 | You | Snap your fingers twice. | Variable["jam.paledriver_can_snap_twice"] or (IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time") and Variable["jam.paledriver_fingers_snapped_once_failed_exited"]) |
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165 | Paledriver | "*This* is Gabriel Buenguerro..." She shows you the photograph in the lavish amber frame. |
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166 | You | "Right. I have some other questions for you. Police questions." (Proceed.) |
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167 | None |
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168 | You | Snap your fingers in front of her face. | Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs"] == false and Variable["jam.paledriver_fingers_snapped_once_failed_exited"] == false |
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169 | Paledriver | "They are someone's memories, boy." She gets gruff, suddenly. "What difference does it make if it's me or not?" |
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170 | You | "Someone? Are these not your memories?" | Variable["jam.paledriver_open_not_your_memories"] |
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171 | Paledriver | A strikingly handsome man looks straight at you, his head crowned with a wide-brim hat. His hair is dark as an oil slick and his jaw is the most perfectly chiselled thing you've ever seen. |
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172 | You | Take a look. |
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173 | You | "Sorry to interrupt your dreaming, ma'am." |
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174 | Paledriver | "I wasn't dreaming. I was *there*, lawman. It was early spring and 'The Man Behind The Black Sun' had just come out. The posters were twenty metres tall. Everything was golden..." Her eyes narrow and she appears to take your measure. |
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175 | None |
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176 | You | "So I take it you were in Mesque when you were young?" |
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177 | Paledriver | "*Someone* was..." She nods as though her meaning were perfectly clear. |
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178 | Empathy | She seems to derive some bitter pleasure from this strange thought. As if the past will one day wipe the present away, like a tidal wave approaching. |
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179 | Paledriver | "Why not, *xerife*? It's not like I have anything better to do in this hellhole." She settles back against the railing of her motor lorry. Behind her, mountains of memorabilia, photos, and knicknacks line the dashboard. |
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180 | Paledriver | "They're beautiful. That is all that matters. Beautiful and true -- and they will win. They're *coming* for this, you know..." She looks around. "All of this." |
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181 | Paledriver | "Lawman," she greets you. "You caught me at an opportune moment. This awful weather keeps me awake. You can entertain me with your questions." |
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182 | Paledriver |
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183 | Paledriver | Variable["auto.is_raining"] or Variable["auto.is_snowing"] |
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184 | Paledriver | (Variable["auto.is_raining"] or Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false |
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185 | Logic | She doesn't actually think you're that smart. |
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186 | Authority | This line of questioning is going nowhere! Try harder! |
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187 | You | "Well, aren't you a lady?" |
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188 | You | "I was told of a woman driver. You're the only woman here." |
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189 | Paledriver | The woman's malevolent cackling fills the roundabout. |
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190 | Paledriver | "I'm not that either, *xerife*." Her smile dissipates. "I've gone too far from it all to remember what was between my legs. It doesn't work like that on the *long haul*." |
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191 | Paledriver | "I'm a lady like you're Gabriel Buenguerro -- only in dreams." |
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192 | You | "So... you're *not* the driver everyone is terrified of?" |
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193 | You | "That's all I needed to know, thanks." (Conclude.) |
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194 | Paledriver | "I'm only terrifying to small children. And to those who used to know me." |
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195 | You | "Then who is the female driver I was told of?" | Variable["whirling.hardie_went_through_ruby_info"] == false |
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196 | Paledriver | "How should I know? Do I look like I spend a lot of time with the other camionneurs -- sniffing around -- when I have my movies to go to..." |
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197 | Paledriver | "*O sim*..." The woman stares at you, her mind elsewhere now, on other matters. |
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198 | Paledriver | "Easy. It's the skinny man who thinks he's a poet -- never trust a poet..." She squints across the square. "Also, he's the only one I can see from here." |
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199 | None |
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200 | None |
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201 | Paledriver |
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202 | Paledriver | Variable["tc.oddfoot_at_lynching"] == true and Variable["XP.figured_out_the_odd_sole"] == false and Variable["jam.paledriver_composure_soles"] == false |
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203 | Paledriver | (Variable["tc.oddfoot_at_lynching"] == true and Variable["XP.figured_out_the_odd_sole"] == false and Variable["jam.paledriver_composure_soles"] == false) == false |
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204 | Inland Empire | There's something off about this woman. Tell her to show you the soles of her boots. Maybe she was at the hanging... somehow? |
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205 | Paledriver |
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206 | Paledriver | IsKimHere() |
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207 | Paledriver | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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208 | Kim Kitsuragi | "I think we're done here, no?" He closes his notebook to stress it. |
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209 | None |
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210 | None |
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211 | Paledriver | Nothing. Her smile just keeps widening; her hair is grey like lead. |
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212 | None |
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213 | You | Snap your fingers in front of her face. | Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs"] |
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214 | Encyclopedia | The Republic of Mesque is a massive confederation on the isola of Mundi, the world's largest state by territory. It's a petrostate, a constitutional monarchy, and as of recently an outcast due to its tilt to the far right. |
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215 | Encyclopedia | A *boiadeiro* (*boia* for short) is a cow herder from upstream Magritte, the great steppes of Northern Mesque. He is a rugged individualist and explorer. |
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216 | Paledriver |
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217 | Paledriver | Variable["gates.manana_blackcheck_ency_boiadeiro"] |
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218 | Paledriver | (Variable["gates.manana_blackcheck_ency_boiadeiro"]) == false |
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219 | Encyclopedia | A *boiadeiro* (*boia* for short) is a cow herder from upstream Magritte, the great steppes of Northern Mesque. People like Mañana, at the gates, have turned it into an ideology of sorts. |
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220 | Encyclopedia | Bad Hand Hermenegildo's *bad* hand strangled three hundred people. What can I say -- some people just really like strangling people. |
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221 | Electrochemistry | She says that as if something *narcotic* is the real reason. |
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222 | You | "Wait -- you get high off driving a lorry?" | Variable["jam.paledriver_electrochem_pale_high"] |
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223 | None |
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224 | Paledriver | "Oh, it's so much more than *high* where I go, xerife. It's *low* -- I go to the bottom..." She closes her eyes in reverie. |
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225 | Electrochemistry | Yeah, it's definitely some kick, some *terrible* kick in the dark. A sleep kick. Perhaps you can find out later... |
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226 | Paledriver |
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227 | Paledriver | Variable["tc.pale"] |
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228 | Paledriver | (Variable["tc.pale"]) == false |
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229 | Electrochemistry | Yeah, it's definitely some kick. Some *terrible* kick... the pale probably. This 'pale' sounds like it's the *shit*. |
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230 | None |
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231 | You | "Wait -- why is that, lieutenant?" | IsKimHere() |
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232 | You | "Should you drive a lorry if you get like that?" |
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233 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Nothing. I just don't think she's connected to anything." |
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234 | Paledriver |
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235 | Paledriver | Variable["tc.pale"] |
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236 | Paledriver | (Variable["tc.pale"]) == false |
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237 | Drama | It's because of the pale. He doesn't want your frail mind caught up in it -- and this woman has spent time *in* the pale. A lot of time. |
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238 | Drama | He doesn't want your frail mind caught up in something here. Something *unconnected* to the case. But connected to this woman tuning out like that. |
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239 | None |
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240 | Empathy | He's worried. But not for her -- for you. Hmm. What is it about this woman, if she's not connected to anything? |
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241 | You | "Okay -- let's change the subject." |
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242 | Paledriver | "A pale dream, is what it is." She nods her head according to a rhythm known only to her -- staring at the photo in her hands. |
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243 | Paledriver | "Oh, don't worry about me. I'm one of the best camionneurs around. I drive routes no one else will." |
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244 | None |
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245 | None |
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246 | None |
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247 | You | "What routes?" |
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248 | Paledriver | "Lomonossov's Land. Udachnaya Zemlya. The Western Plain..." She nods and closes her eyes again, letting her mind submerge... |
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249 | Shivers | A terrible cold comes over her. Rattling her teeth, as she stares inward. |
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250 | Paledriver | "The Trans-Katla Magistral. U41-A. As Estradas do Mirador. All the good ones. The deep trenches. Where the bluebirds fly." She opens her eyes again and shudders. |
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251 | You | "Cool. Ride until you're dust, sister." |
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252 | Paledriver | "Irmão..." she breathes out. "I already *am* dust." |
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253 | Paledriver | She raises her boot, slowly -- with contempt -- and says. "I'm starting to think you should let me get back to Gabriel Buenguerro. You're no Gabriel..." |
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254 | Paledriver | "Just before Gabriel it was the coronation of Franconegro -- now *there* was a real man..." There is no aberration in the pattern that you can see. She puts her foot down. |
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255 | Visual Calculus | Moreover, the boots were size 37. Tiny. There are too many discrepancies in all this. |
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256 | Paledriver | She's wearing sturdy worker's boots made of black leather. Buckles run across. The sole is also made of leather. |
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257 | You | "Now the other one please." |
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258 | Paledriver | "Please?" She raises her boot, slowly, with contempt. "I think you should let me get back to Gabriel Buenguerro. You're no Gabriel. Gabriel doesn't say please..." |
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259 | None |
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260 | You | "Wait, what do you mean it *was* the coronation of Franconegro?" |
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261 | You | (Turn to Kim.) "She is not Odd Sole. These are not the boots that made the prints." | IsKimHere() |
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262 | You | "These are not the boots I was looking for." | IsKimHere() == false |
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263 | Encyclopedia | Another discrepancy, although not boot-related, is the coronation of His Innocence Franconegro. Which happened 500 years ago. |
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264 | Paledriver | "It was," she shrugs. "And then it was no more. And I was no longer holding my father's hand. He was no longer descending the stairs in Raehl. The crowd had gone silent." |
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265 | Paledriver | "Perhaps it was another *xerife* who came and woke me up, looking at my boots, asking questions? Or perhaps it was one of the others in this *carnaval*. I don't remember." |
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266 | Composure | As she says *carnaval* she gestures to the empty square -- with the statue and the machines. |
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267 | Kim Kitsuragi | He takes a quick note. "I could have told you that from just looking at them. Her size is 37." |
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268 | Paledriver | "The feet of a little girl," she smiles. "They fit well on the pedals." |
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269 | Paledriver | "The feet of a little girl," she smiles. "They fit well on the pedals. |
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270 | None |
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271 | You | "The... Adversary?" |
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272 | Paledriver | "Yes. There is a *protagonista*..." She gestures to the intersection. "And an *adversário*. I am on the side of the Adversary. There's no coming back from that haul." |
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273 | Conceptualization | The pale. Sounds like *the* drug to me. |
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274 | Paledriver |
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275 | Paledriver | Variable["tc.pale"] |
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276 | Paledriver | (Variable["tc.pale"]) == false |
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277 | Half Light | I don't like the sound of any of that. Sounds like a horrible drug. The worst one of them all. |
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278 | Rhetoric | Those epithets are familiar somehow -- The Great Adversary, The Great Unrest. |
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279 | Paledriver |
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280 | Paledriver | Variable["tc.pale"] |
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281 | Paledriver | (Variable["tc.pale"]) == false |
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282 | Electrochemistry | Alright. Let's get you a pale-category licence and roll that doobie up! |
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283 | None |
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284 | You | "Fine. Let's change the subject." |
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285 | Paledriver | "Good. I don't care about drugs. Little molecules. They're nothing." She glances wistfully at the photo. |
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286 | None |
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287 | Paledriver |
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288 | Paledriver | IsKimHere() |
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289 | Paledriver | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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290 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Ma'am, you're not responsible for what the client puts in your lorry as long as the seals are not opened. We officers know that." He gives you a stern look. |
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291 | Esprit de Corps | Lay off her. |
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292 | None |
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293 | None |
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294 | Visual Calculus | That's correct. There is no visibility of any of the others. |
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295 | Paledriver | "Like looking into the ocean at night. In the dark." |
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296 | Drama | Yeah... it's not her. Believe me. |
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297 | You | "Why are you scary to the people who used to know you?" |
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298 | Paledriver | "Because they can no longer recognize the person I once was." |
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299 | None |
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300 | You | "You said *long* haul. That's..." | Variable["jam.paledriver_mentioned_long_haul"] |
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301 | Paledriver | "The big ones. The tracts. There's no women and men there, it's all just..." She hums along, as if to a track on repeat... |
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302 | Paledriver | "'In the middle of this town there's a ghostly motorway -- it takes all the people where they want to stay'..." |
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303 | None |
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304 | Volition | Something in her is pulling toward some unknown rest state. She twitches -- like a sleep kick. |
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305 | Conceptualization | In the background, a quiet song seeps from her cabin into the air. You don't hear any vocals. |
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306 | You | "The routes you drive are *unusual*, aren't they." | Variable["tc.pale"] |
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307 | Paledriver | "Some of them. Some of them are like home to me now." She nods. "I would say the routes I drive are *usual* to me." |
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308 | Paledriver | "And what *is* that?" She sticks a filterless cigarette into a cigarette holder and reaches for the light. |
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309 | You | "You're a paledriver. You transport goods through the pale." |
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310 | You | "Nothing. No need to be direct." |
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311 | Paledriver | "Some jamboree you turned out to be... You have about a third of the jawline of Gabriel Buenguerro, and none of the balls." She smiles. |
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312 | None |
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313 | Paledriver |
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314 | Paledriver | IsKimHere() |
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315 | Paledriver | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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316 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Great." The lieutenant concedes with a head shake. "He asked the Pines rep about the pale." |
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317 | None |
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318 | You | "You don't have to protect me from this. I'm a big boy." |
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319 | You | "I can't operate in this world without knowing its basic terms." |
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320 | You | "I'm a detective. I need to know things." |
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321 | You | "No. I just remembered it myself." (Point to your head.) "With my head." |
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322 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Fine." He's not buying it. "Just try not to black out again. And don't *contemplate*. We don't have time for that." |
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323 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Fine, then." He sighs. "Just try not to black out again. And don't *contemplate*. We don't have time for that." |
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324 | None |
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325 | You | "Oh -- I'm contemplating, Kim. I'm drawing *existential conclusions* from this." |
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326 | You | "Yeah, no. Just for detective work. That's all I needed it for. Now..." |
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327 | You | "Everything is related to the pale. My condition. The case. Everything. It's all *entroponetic*." |
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328 | Conceptualization | It's death -- but for the Universe? Oh, we're contemplating the living *shit* out of this. |
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329 | Kim Kitsuragi | "That is *exactly* what I didn't want you to think..." He sighs and turns to the woman. "Ma'am, my partner wanted to know if you work in pale transport." |
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330 | Kim Kitsuragi | "*Exactly* what I didn't want you to do..." He sighs and turns to the woman. "Ma'am, my partner wanted to know if you work in pale transport." |
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331 | Paledriver | "No offence, but *your partner*..." She lights the cigarette, a white and silver cloud of smoke disappears into her mouth. |
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332 | Kim Kitsuragi | "That is *exactly* what I didn't want you to do..." He sighs and turns to the woman. "Ma'am, my partner wanted to know if you work in pale transport." |
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333 | Paledriver | "...seems like a bit of an idiot." She breathes out. The air tastes sweet. |
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334 | Paledriver | "*Oh meu deus*, the Lawman solved the case..." She lights the cigarette. A white cloud of smoke disappears into her mouth. |
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335 | Paledriver | "And here I was thinking you were an idiot." She breathes out and the air tastes sweet. "So, are you? An idiot, I mean." |
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336 | Perception (Smell) | 'República', a filterless cigarette from Mesque. |
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337 | None |
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338 | You | "'República'." (Smell the air.) "That's not very healthy." | Variable["jam.paledriver_percept_republica"] |
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339 | You | "I blacked out after a night of heavy drinking and lost all memory of the world." |
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340 | You | "I blacked out -- from sheer heartbreak -- and lost all memory of the world." |
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341 | None |
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342 | Paledriver | "Neither is pale transportation." She shrugs. "Life is transitory." |
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343 | You | "I'm not an idiot. I'm a detective of the RCM. Don't say I'm an idiot." |
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344 | Paledriver | "You *are* an idiot. And you're keeping me here. Glued to this racket. Unless there was anything else..." She puts the cigarette out and stares at something in the distance. |
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345 | None |
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346 | Paledriver | "Like Gabriel Buenguerro in 'Pergunte à Poeira.'" She nods and smiles, unkindly. "You're the opposite of me, then. I remember everything -- even things I never knew." |
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347 | Paledriver | "Like Gabriel Buenguerro in 'Segure-me, Paraíso'..." She nods and smiles, unkindly. "You're the opposite of me then. I remember everything -- even the things I never knew." |
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348 | You | "Things you never knew?" |
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349 | Paledriver | "The smell of liquor on Gabriel's lips after the shoot. In the motor park. The roses on the day of Franconegro's coronation. On the grand stairs of Raehl. The smoke from the fowling piece, when Dolores Dei was shot..." |
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350 | Paledriver | "The look on her face -- like an orgasm. The wound in her chest. My hand in my father's hand..." She closes her eyes, her eyelids trembling. "Except I never had a father. And I never shot Her Innocence Dolores Dei." |
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351 | You | "Over-radiation?" | Variable["pier.joyce_mentions_overradiation"] == true |
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352 | Paledriver | "Heroic doses, *xerife*. Heroic." |
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353 | You | "Isn't that dangerous?" |
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354 | Paledriver | "Thought insertion? *Dithering*? The Graad-Katla Magistral?" She savours the lungful. "It's more than dangerous -- it's *sad*. But... at first I had to make a living. Now..." |
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355 | Paledriver | "When you've seen it all go *away* like that, rolling off like the sea, and then come back to this..." She gestures at the square. The broken horse monument, the clanging of machines in the distance. |
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356 | Paledriver | "What are we *doing* here? For thousands of years, Gabriel... It doesn't have to be like this. We can just give up. We can just become vapour." |
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357 | None |
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358 | You | "What does it look like? The pale?" |
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359 | You | "I would rather have what I have than what you have." |
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360 | You | "I would rather have what you have than what I have." |
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361 | You | "And..." |
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362 | Paledriver | "You cannot see it but you know it's there. And it's big -- bigger than anything. Bigger than all the other things combined." |
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363 | You | "I feel I already *have* what you have. In some way." |
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364 | You | "What does it feel like?" |
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365 | You | "How do you pass through it?" |
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366 | Paledriver | "In the belly of an airship, behind steel windows -- so you don't look straight into it. It's not *advised* to look into it." |
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367 | You | "Not on this lorry then?" |
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368 | Paledriver | "No -- the same one. A *roller*. They all are nowadays. Special wheels for connecting to the floor of the hold." She points to the machines, clumped up like toys. |
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369 | None |
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370 | You | "One last thing. You said we can just become... vapour?" |
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371 | Interfacing | Their wheels all small and round, multi-axle trailers. |
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372 | Paledriver | "Nothing. Until it starts. When you're deep enough -- then, for me... it's like autumn. Dark grey and orange, the orange of streetlights and the colour of trees in the electric light. It smells like autumn too. It smells terrible." |
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373 | Paledriver | "Yes." |
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374 | Rhetoric | No elaboration. |
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375 | None |
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376 | Empathy | Nostalgia. Cooped up in the cabin, shaking... Terrible nostalgia. For yourself. For humans. It's too much to bear. She loves it. |
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377 | Paledriver | "They say there is a point -- one that *I* have not crossed -- in the pale superdeep. If you stray too far off course on the U41-A, or in Lomonossov's Land... where every step you take is one step further from home, no matter the direction." |
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378 | Paledriver | "It's a point you cannot come back from. Your mind becomes so radiant with the past -- there is a flip." She flicks the ash from her cigarette. "Instead of writing, it erases memory. Nearing some kind of..." She shakes her head. "Indescribable *finale*." |
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379 | Paledriver | "Maybe you've been down the *Motorway South?*" She looks at her cigarette, it's almost out. She has swallowed it hungrily. Then at you... |
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380 | You | "The Motorway South?" |
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381 | Paledriver | "It's a story us longhaulsmen tell -- longhaulsmen, *xerife*, not *paledrivers* -- way beyond the established pale that's lit by radio frequencies. Where it goes silent." |
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382 | Paledriver | "And dark. And the process begins. Erasure. Kilometre by kilometre. In any direction. The Motorway South is a road you cannot come back from." |
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383 | You | "What is at the end of the Motorway South?" |
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384 | Paledriver | "No one knows what's at the *end...*" She takes the cigarette out of the cigarette holder and extinguishes it. "I've only glimpsed the beginning." |
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385 | Paledriver | "I've only felt it in the distance. When I was a child..." She goes silent, her eyes close and her hands shake. "A child. Rowing on the lake." |
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386 | You | "Ma'am?" |
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387 | Paledriver | "*Hosiannna...*" A sigh escapes her lips, then silence, as she stares within herself. |
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388 | You | "Thank you. Good bye." [Leave.] |
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389 | Paledriver |
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390 | Paledriver | Variable["jam.paledriver_motorway_south_lyrics_heard"] |
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391 | Paledriver | (Variable["jam.paledriver_motorway_south_lyrics_heard"]) == false |
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392 | Paledriver | "'They say I've been away on a kind of holiday'..." She replies, silently. |
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393 | You | "'It takes all the people where they want to stay.'" | Variable["jam.paledriver_concept_motorway_south"] |
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394 | Conceptualization | 'In the centre of this town there's a ghostly motorway', she sang. |
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395 | Paledriver |
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396 | Paledriver | IsKimHere() |
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397 | Paledriver | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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398 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You've fried both your brains enough for today, detective..." He inspects her. No response. |
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399 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Let's get some air. This one's far gone..." He shakes his head silently as he turns to leave. |
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400 | Empathy | There is nothing more to do now. She's far away. |
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401 | None |
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402 | None |
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403 | Paledriver | "Don't be stupid. The boiadeiro returns from the Western Plain a *changed* man. One night, as he and his beloved are out walking along the River Magritte, she pleads with him to give up his riding and settle down..." |
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404 | Paledriver |
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405 | Paledriver | Variable["TASK.who_is_the_ladydriver"] and Variable["TASK.who_is_the_ladydriver_done"] == false |
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406 | Paledriver | (Variable["TASK.who_is_the_ladydriver"] and Variable["TASK.who_is_the_ladydriver_done"] == false) == false |
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407 | Logic | So he doesn't think she's the lady driver? |
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408 | Esprit de Corps | C'mon, he thinks -- she's not the lady driver. |
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409 | Paledriver |
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410 | Paledriver | Variable["jam.paledriver_logic_kim_thinks_not_ladydriver"] |
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411 | Paledriver | (Variable["jam.paledriver_logic_kim_thinks_not_ladydriver"]) == false |
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412 | Paledriver |
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413 | Paledriver | Variable["jam.paledriver_drama_kim_worried"] |
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414 | Paledriver | (Variable["jam.paledriver_drama_kim_worried"]) == false |
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415 | Endurance | A correct appraisal, you're quite shabby. |
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416 | Paledriver |
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417 | Paledriver | Variable["jam.paledriver_exited_once"] |
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418 | Paledriver | (Variable["jam.paledriver_exited_once"]) == false |
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419 | Paledriver | "Yes -- go. Enough jamboree. I need to get back to Mesque..." Her voice trails off. |
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420 | Paledriver | "So the boiadeiro strangles his beloved and throws her body in the Magritte. Then he rides off, because the Western Plain is calling to him." |
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421 | Paledriver | "The *most* beautiful -- a true boiadeiro needs a whole horizon to himself. He can't be tied down by man or woman. His beloved was selfish. She didn't know what it meant to love a *boiadeiro*." |
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422 | Paledriver |
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423 | Paledriver | IsNight() |
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424 | Paledriver | (IsNight()) == false |
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425 | Paledriver | "When you've seen it all go *away* like that. Rolling off like the sea. And then come back to this..." She gestures at the square: the broken horse monument, the shadows of the machines in the night. |
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426 | Conceptualization | She is receding. In the clutches of some indescribable, scattered emotion. A child. Descending. |
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427 | Paledriver |
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428 | Paledriver | IsTHCPresent("motorway_south") |
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429 | Paledriver | (IsTHCPresent("motorway_south")) == false |
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430 | Paledriver | The woman looks at nothing, her eyes closed and her lips moving. |
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431 | Perception (Hearing) | "Girl child," you hear her say. "Girl child. Girl child..." |
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432 | Paledriver |
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433 | Paledriver | Variable["jam.paledriver_perception_child"] |
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434 | Paledriver | (Variable["jam.paledriver_perception_child"]) == false |
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435 | None |
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436 | None |
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437 | Suggestion | This man's got a hold over her. Even fifty years later, you can feel it... |
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438 | Reaction Speed | All of what -- the world? The present? |
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439 | Inland Empire | What if... to truly love a boiadeiro is to float lifeless downstream? |
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440 | Paledriver |
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441 | Paledriver | Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs"] and Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs_done"] == false |
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442 | Paledriver | (Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs"] and Variable["TASK.probe_drivers_about_drugs_done"] == false) == false |
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443 | Logic | So he doesn't think she's the smuggler? |
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444 | Suggestion | She clearly doesn't think she's a 'lady'. Don't repeat it. |
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445 | Shivers | You feel very cold suddenly. As if standing face to face with a terrifying adversary. Then the feeling dissipates and all you see is an ageing woman. |
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446 | Paledriver |
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447 | Paledriver | Variable["pier.joyce_found_out_pale_without_kim"] |
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448 | Paledriver | (Variable["pier.joyce_found_out_pale_without_kim"]) == false |
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449 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Great." The lieutenant concedes with a head shake. "He asked the Pines rep about the pale -- and now he's talking to everyone about it..." |
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450 | Paledriver |
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451 | Paledriver | Variable["pier.kim_pale_discussed"] |
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452 | Paledriver | (Variable["pier.kim_pale_discussed"]) == false |
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453 | You | "I'm looking for Ruby, the *lady driver*. Know anything about her?" | Variable["TASK.who_is_the_ladydriver"] == true and Variable["TASK.who_is_the_ladydriver_done"] == false and Variable["whirling.hardie_went_through_ruby_info"] == true |
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454 | Paledriver | She cups her ear and leans forward. "Did you just call me a *lady*, xerife?" |
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455 | Suggestion | If you want to know more about Ruby, this is a dead end. She's only heard the word 'lady' and latched onto it. You can push on if you're interested in *that*, though. |
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456 | None |
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457 | You | "Never mind. I have other questions." |
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458 | Paledriver |
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459 | Paledriver |
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460 | Paledriver | Variable["whirling.hardie_went_through_ruby_info"] |
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461 | Paledriver | (Variable["whirling.hardie_went_through_ruby_info"]) == false |
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462 | Paledriver | "I'm terrifying to small children. And to those who used to know me." |
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463 | You | "This is about turning *back* time, Kim." | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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464 | Kim Kitsuragi | "We're still on this ridiculous *side-task*, I see..." He sighs and turns to the woman. "Ma'am, my partner wanted to know if you work in pale transport." |
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465 | Paledriver |
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466 | Paledriver | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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467 | Paledriver | (IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
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468 | You | "Hold on, you said it *was* possible to turn back time, through the pale..." | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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469 | Paledriver | "*Xerife*, what you understand wouldn't fill a pamphlet..." |
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470 | Endurance | This is your chance. Ask her, is it really possible? |
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471 | Paledriver | "You don't need to turn back time. The pale is already churning with it. As the tide of pale rises, so does the past. Someday both will cover the whole world. That's it. That's the story." |
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472 | You | "You're saying the future will *be* the past..." |
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473 | You | "You mean, we'll all be drowned in our own past..." |
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474 | You | "You're saying, one day I'll be able to return to *love*..." |
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475 | Paledriver | "And that's just fine with me. I don't mind becoming vapour. I *like* vapour..." She gathers a cloud of smoke in her mouth, then slowly exhales. |
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476 | Encyclopedia | There is a name for this ideology: Entropolism. A faith in and desire to accelerate the spread of pale across the world, until humanity has reached what its adherents call the 'rest state' of humanity, the final reconciliation of past, present, and future in timeless spirit... |
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477 | Electrochemistry | You don't like the sound of that, chief. All the *really* good stuff is *right here*, in the present... |
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478 | None |
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479 | Paledriver |
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480 | Paledriver | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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481 | Paledriver | (IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
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482 | Paledriver |
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483 | Paledriver | IsKimHere() |
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484 | Paledriver | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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485 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You've fried both your brains enough for today, detective..." He inspects her. No response. |
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486 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Now, I'd like to have a word with you about this *side task* of yours..." |
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487 | Endurance | This is all you're going to get out of her. There's nothing more for you here. |
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488 | Endurance | Yes, *yes*. This is what you've been searching for... |
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489 | Paledriver |
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490 | Paledriver | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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491 | Paledriver | (IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
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492 | You | "It sounds... *wonderful*." | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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493 | Paledriver | "Thought insertion? *Dithering*? The Graad-Katla Magistral?" She savours the lungful. "There's a kind of wonder there -- a *sad* wonder. But... at first I had to make a living. Now..." |
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494 | Endurance | But there *is* one more kingsman to confront. |
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495 | You | "I feel like I'm getting *really* close." |
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496 | You | "I feel like there's still a *long way* to go." |
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497 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You've been saying that for a while. And yet, we only seem to be getting *further* from our actual goal..." |
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498 | Kim Kitsuragi | "No. You see, we've already spent too much time on this nonsensical side-errand. There's no magical fascist who's going to unwind time for you..." |
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499 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Because the problem isn't time, it's *you*, detective..." |
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500 | Kim Kitsuragi | "If you're serious about this, really truly serious, then I suggest you take a long, hard look in the mirror and ask yourself what's *really* going on..." |
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501 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Now come on, let's leave this one to her reveries." He shakes his head silently as he turns to leave. |
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502 | You | Who? |
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503 | Endurance | *YOU*. |
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504 | Endurance | It's time to face yourself, mano y mano. The next time you find yourself alone before a mirror. *That's* where this will end... The final showdown. |
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505 | Paledriver |
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506 | Paledriver | Variable["whirling.bathroom_mirror_wiped_the_mirror"] |
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507 | Paledriver | (Variable["whirling.bathroom_mirror_wiped_the_mirror"]) == false |
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508 | Paledriver |
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509 | Paledriver | Variable["whirling.mirror_inland_warned"] |
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510 | Paledriver | (Variable["whirling.mirror_inland_warned"]) == false |
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511 | Inland Empire | B-b-but what if you don't *like* what you find there? There'll be no going back from it... |
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512 | Inland Empire | Are you s-s-sure you want to do that? Remember what happened *last* time... |
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513 | Inland Empire | Why don't you ever listen to us. We tried to warn you that you wouldn't *like* what the mirror had to say... |
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514 | Paledriver |
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515 | Paledriver | IsKimHere() |
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516 | Paledriver | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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517 | Endurance | The lieutenant is right. It's the only way forward. Face yourself, kingsman! |
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518 | Paledriver |
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519 | Paledriver | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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520 | Paledriver | (IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
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521 | Paledriver |
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522 | Paledriver | IsKimHere() |
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523 | Paledriver | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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524 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Just a moment, detective. Before we go, I'd like a word with you about this *side task* of yours..." |
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525 | Endurance | Stop. There's nothing else she can do for you, but this isn't the end of the line. No, there's one more kingsman to confront. |
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526 | None |
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527 | None |
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528 | None |
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529 | You | "But Measurehead said she knows the secret to turning back time." |
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530 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant considers the slumped form for a moment. He sighs. |
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531 | Kim Kitsuragi | "I don't understand why you're so set on what seems like a... *personal side-task*, but if you must, then let's get it over with..." |
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532 | None |
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533 | Endurance | It's time to face yourself, mano y mano. The next time you find yourself alone before a mirror. *That's* where this will end... |
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534 | Paledriver |
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535 | Paledriver | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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536 | Paledriver | (IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
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537 | Endurance | What are you doing? This woman might be your only chance to figure out how to reverse time... Grow a pair! |
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538 | Paledriver |
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539 | Paledriver | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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540 | Paledriver | (IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
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541 | Paledriver |
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542 | Paledriver | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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543 | Paledriver | (IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
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544 | Endurance | No-no-no... you'll never figure out how to turn back time if you're not honest with her. Explain what's going on with you. |
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545 | Endurance | Whatever it is about this woman, it's connected to *time* -- she knows the way back. |
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546 | Paledriver |
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547 | Paledriver | IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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548 | Paledriver | (IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
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549 | Paledriver |
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550 | Paledriver | Variable["gates.measurhead_fascha_dq_measurepale"] and Variable["tc.pale"] == false |
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551 | Paledriver | (Variable["gates.measurhead_fascha_dq_measurepale"] and Variable["tc.pale"] == false) == false |
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552 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Great." The lieutenant concedes with a head shake. "He's figured out the pale. And now he's talking to everyone about it..." |
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553 | You | "Actually, I haven't figured anything out yet..." |
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554 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You haven't? Why are you bringing up *pale* then?" |
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555 | You | "I blacked out -- from the love I felt for my Motherland -- and lost all memory of the world." |
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556 | Paledriver | "Like Gabriel Buenguerro in 'O Céu Dourado'..." She nods and smiles, unkindly. "You're the opposite of me then. I remember everything -- even the things I never knew." |
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557 | You | "What *is* it?" | Variable["tc.pale"] == false and IsTaskActive("TASK.ask_paledriver_how_to_turn_back_time") |
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558 | Paledriver | "Beautiful... it's beautiful." |
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559 | Encyclopedia | That's the most you can get out of her -- only shapes and sensations, no dictionary definitions or scientific explanations... |
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560 | Paledriver | "If you wait long enough, it's going to be much more than just 'love'... It's going to be the entire history -- vapourised." |
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561 | None |
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