Working Class Woman in her room, apartment #20.
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 | Working Class Woman | "Hello, I'm Billie. Would you like something to drink? Tea, lemonade?" she asks nervously. "We're out of coffee, I was supposed to get some tomorrow..." |
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3 | None |
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4 | You | "Thanks, but I'm alright." |
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5 | You | "I'm not really here for the tea." |
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6 | You | Not now. [Leave.] |
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7 | Working Class Woman | "Is this about Victor, my husband? Is he in some kind of trouble again? I can come pick him up in the station if that's what..." She stops, her eyes trying to read answers from your face. |
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8 | Working Class Woman | Something changes in her expression. "No, this is something much worse... Is he in a hospital? How bad is it?" |
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9 | None |
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10 | You | "You live here with Victor, your husband, right?" |
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11 | You | [Leave.] |
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12 | None |
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13 | None | Variable["plaza.working_pre_greeting_done"] |
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14 | None | (Variable["plaza.working_pre_greeting_done"]) == false |
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15 | Working Class Woman | "I don't think I introduced myself properly -- I'm Billie. Would you like something to drink?" She looks around the kitchen. "Tea, lemonade? We're out of coffee..." |
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16 | Working Class Woman | "It's you. From the bookstand." For a moment she seems paralysed, just looking at you. Then she forces herself out of it. |
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17 | Logic | She must know you're here because of her husband. |
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18 | Working Class Woman | "It's you from the bookstand..." She just looks at you for a moment without knowing what to do. |
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19 | Working Class Woman | "It's you from the bookstand... Did you come to bring my cockatoo back?" She smiles nervously, before the smile vanishes from her face. |
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20 | You | "It's not about the cockatoo." | Variable["plaza.working_pre_greeting_done"] == true and Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"] == false and Variable["plaza.working_asked_about_cockatoo"] == true |
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21 | Working Class Woman | She just nods. |
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22 | None |
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23 | None | Variable["plaza.working_asked_about_cockatoo"] |
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24 | None | (Variable["plaza.working_asked_about_cockatoo"]) == false |
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25 | None |
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26 | None | Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"] |
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27 | None | (Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]) == false |
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28 | Composure | Keep it together. You don't want your body language to tell her the news. |
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29 | None |
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30 | None | Variable["apt.wcw_composure_keep_it_together"] |
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31 | None | (Variable["apt.wcw_composure_keep_it_together"]) == false |
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32 | Working Class Woman | "Sorry, I'm rambling..." She shakes her head and tries to laugh it off. "It's just that Victor often gets into all kinds of trouble. So, how can I help you?" |
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33 | You | "Hold on... *You're* Billie? I thought Billie was a man..." | Variable["plaza.kineema_library_know_billies_husband_returned_the_book"] == false and Variable["tc.billie_woman"] == false |
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34 | Working Class Woman | "No, I'm Billie." She narrows her eyes. "Is this about my husband, Victor? I can come pick him up in the station if that's what..." She stops, her eyes trying to read answers from your face. |
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35 | Composure | Keep it together. Your body language shouldn't give it away. |
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36 | Working Class Woman | "It's me, Victor, and the kids here," she nods. "We have two daughters, Jennie and Jolie." |
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37 | You | (Look around.) "And where is everybody? I don't see anyone home." |
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38 | Working Class Woman | "The girls are staying at their friend's place tonight, and Victor is... out." |
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39 | You | "Out where?" | Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"] == false |
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40 | You | "He still hasn't come home?" | Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"] == true |
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41 | Working Class Woman | "No." She stops. |
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42 | Working Class Woman | "Why, do you have any news?" |
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43 | Working Class Woman | "As I already told you, he has a problem with drinking. And so he... disappears every now and then." |
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44 | None |
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45 | None | Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"] |
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46 | None | (Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]) == false |
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47 | Working Class Woman | "He... has a problem with drinking. And so he... disappears every now and then." |
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48 | Working Class Woman | "He's probably in the Pox, drinking with his friends. I sent him to the library a few days ago, but I guess something came up..." She smiles sourly. |
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49 | None |
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50 | You | "Do you remember what he was wearing when you last saw him?" |
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51 | You | "To your knowledge, did he make it to the library?" | Variable["apt.wcw_know_that_husband_went_to_the_library"] |
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52 | You | "There's something else I have to tell you..." |
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53 | Working Class Woman | "No. I guess I'll find out when he decides to come back home." She looks at the front door. |
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54 | Working Class Woman | "It shouldn't be long from now. He's never gone for more than a few days." |
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55 | None |
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56 | Working Class Woman | "His old leather jacket." |
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57 | You | "Can you describe it?" |
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58 | Working Class Woman | She folds her hands across her chest. |
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59 | None |
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60 | You | Tell her about the dead body. |
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61 | None |
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62 | None | Variable["apt.wcw_empathy_redcheck"] |
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63 | None | (Variable["apt.wcw_empathy_redcheck"]) == false |
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64 | Empathy | I don't want to. |
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65 | You | (Turn to Kim.) "I don't want to do this." | IsKimHere() |
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66 | You | "How old are your daughters?" | Variable["apt.wcw_know_about_daughters"] == false |
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67 | You | "What was the name of the library?" |
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68 | Working Class Woman | "Oh, it's in Jamrock. The one at Meroe street. I don't know the official name." |
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69 | You | Wait, what? |
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70 | You | But we *have to*. |
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71 | Empathy | I don't want to do this. |
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72 | None |
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73 | None | IsKimHere() |
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74 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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75 | None |
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76 | You | (Turn to Kim.) "It seems like there's a part of me that refuses to do this." | IsKimHere() |
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77 | You | (Slap your cheek.) "Stupid... stupid... just say it..." |
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78 | None |
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79 | You | (Slap your cheek.) "Stupid... stupid... just say it..." |
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80 | You | (Turn to Billie.) "It seems like there's a part of me that refuses to do this." | IsKimHere() |
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81 | You | (Turn to Billie.) "I don't want to do this." | IsKimHere() |
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82 | Working Class Woman | "Say what?" She looks frightened. |
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83 | You | "Your husband's dead." |
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84 | Empathy | Too late, you ruined it, just say it now. |
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85 | Working Class Woman | "Do what?" |
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86 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Officer..." the lieutenant warns you. |
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87 | Working Class Woman | "Excuse me, what?" She blinks. "What-did-you-say?" |
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88 | Working Class Woman | "Do what?" |
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89 | Empathy | Too late, you ruined it, just say it now. |
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90 | Working Class Woman | "Say what?" She looks frightened. |
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91 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Officer..." the lieutenant warns you. |
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92 | None |
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93 | None |
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94 | None | IsKimHere() |
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95 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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96 | Kim Kitsuragi | "We're very sorry to inform you, but your husband, Victor Méjean, was found dead this morning on the Martinaise boardwalk." |
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97 | You | "Your husband has expired." |
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98 | You | "He's in a better place now." |
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99 | You | "I said that he's dead." |
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100 | Reaction Speed | You sense that the lieutenant is ready to say something -- don't let him. Fix this yourself, you did this. |
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101 | You | (Raise your palm.) "Kim, I can handle this. Let me." |
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102 | None |
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103 | None | Variable["apt.wcw_reaction_dont_let_kim_cut_in"] |
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104 | None | (Variable["apt.wcw_reaction_dont_let_kim_cut_in"]) == false |
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105 | You | Let him talk. |
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106 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant closes his mouth, but he doesn't look pleased. |
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107 | None |
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108 | Working Class Woman | "Expired?" She narrows her eyes. "Like a *milk carton*?" |
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109 | Working Class Woman | "Where? Did he run *away*?" |
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110 | You | "No, he's dead." |
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111 | Working Class Woman | "Oh." |
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112 | You | "Just dead." |
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113 | Working Class Woman | "Just tell me, what happened to Victor?" She looks first at the lieutenant, then back at you. |
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114 | Working Class Woman | "Yes, I..." She chokes on something, clutching on to her neck. |
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115 | Working Class Woman | "I'm sorry, I just need a... I don't know what to say." She rests her hand on her forehead, eyes pale like pearls in seawater. |
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116 | Working Class Woman | "Oh." She touches her neck, eyes pale like pearls in seawater. |
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117 | Working Class Woman | "Oh," she says again, "But he was just..." She looks at the kitchen table, where two cigarette butts are still in the tray. |
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118 | None |
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119 | None | IsKimHere() |
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120 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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121 | Kim Kitsuragi | "I understand that this comes as a huge shock. I want you to know that me and my partner," he points at you, "are here for you if you have any questions. We're very sorry for your loss, ma'am." |
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122 | Working Class Woman | "What happened to him? Tell me." Her neck and cheeks are covered with red blotches, her double chin is shaking. |
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123 | None |
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124 | You | "He drank himself to death." |
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125 | You | "He fell and smashed his head against the bench." |
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126 | You | "Trust me, ma'am, you *don't* want to know." |
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127 | Working Class Woman | "Why, it's *that bad*?" |
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128 | Working Class Woman | "And you just... found him there? Lying in the cold?" She shakes her head. |
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129 | Working Class Woman | "How long had he *been* there?" |
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130 | You | "It's hard to say." |
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131 | You | "For a few days at least." |
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132 | Working Class Woman | She doesn't reply. Her eyes well up with tears, as she struggles to keep it together. |
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133 | None |
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134 | None | IsKimHere() |
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135 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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136 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Is there anyone we could call for you? A friend, a family member, someone who could be here for you?" |
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137 | Working Class Woman | "Just tell me, what do I need to do next? Where is he? Can I see him?" |
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138 | Kim Kitsuragi | "He was taken to the city morgue. The local coroner will be contacting you shortly to arrange the funeral. Here's his number in case you want to contact him earlier." He hands her a leaflet with the morgue's contact information. |
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139 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Is there anything else that the RCM could do for you?" |
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140 | Working Class Woman | "No. I'll call you if something comes up, I'm still a bit..." She rubs her face, blotchy and numb. |
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141 | You | "I don't want to do this." |
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142 | You | Say nothing. |
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143 | Working Class Woman | "What?" She stares at you with hazy eyes. |
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144 | Working Class Woman | "I guess what I want to know is... how did he die?" |
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145 | You | "Please don't cry." |
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146 | You | (Mumble.) "I don't want to do this..." |
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147 | You | Smack your lips. |
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148 | Working Class Woman | "Alright, I'll call them..." She breathes in again, trying to steady herself. |
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149 | You | Look away. |
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150 | You | "He's still there, on the boardwalk." |
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151 | You | "He's in the morgue." |
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152 | Working Class Woman | "You haven't even taken him away?!" There's alarm in her voice. |
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153 | Working Class Woman | "And who should I contact...?" |
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154 | Empathy | RCM? I wish Kim was here... |
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155 | You | "I really don't know." |
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156 | You | "RCM?" |
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157 | Working Class Woman | "Alright, I'll call the RCM then," she nods to herself. |
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158 | You | "No, but we will. We will take him to the city morgue." |
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159 | You | "Sorry I couldn't do this, I have a brain condition..." (Tap on your head.) |
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160 | You | "Alright, that's it then." |
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161 | None |
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162 | Working Class Woman | "A brain condition?" |
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163 | You | "I drank too much and now I can't do anything right anymore." |
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164 | You | "You know what, it doesn't matter. I'll just... leave." |
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165 | Working Class Woman | "Yes," she says sharply, "that's what happened to Victor too." |
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166 | None |
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167 | None | IsKimHere() |
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168 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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169 | Kim Kitsuragi | "It looks like he slipped on the boardwalk -- fatally, I'm afraid. It was just a very unfortunate accident, although alcohol may have played a role." |
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170 | Working Class Woman | "I can't..." She covers her mouth. "I can't believe he's still *there*, this is *madness*." |
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171 | You | "I don't know where they go..." |
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172 | Working Class Woman | "No, I meant -- where is *his body*?!" |
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173 | Working Class Woman | "I'll take it from here. Thank you." She points at the front door, breathing fast now. Holding herself back. |
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174 | None |
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175 | None | IsKimHere() |
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176 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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177 | None |
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178 | None | IsKimHere() |
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179 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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180 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Apologies, my partner," the lieutenant steps in, giving you a sideways glance, "did *not* mean to make light of the situation." |
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181 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Again, if there's anything we could do for you, then don't hesitate to call the RCM, ma'am." |
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182 | Perception (Hearing) | You hear the clock ticking in the children's room. |
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183 | Working Class Woman | She just nods, distant and inconsolable. The bed springs rattle beneath her as she begins to shake. |
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184 | You | "It's still there, on the boardwalk." |
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185 | You | "It's in the morgue." |
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186 | Empathy | You've done this before. Just keep your focus. |
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187 | You | "Ma'am, I'm very sorry to say, but your husband, Victor Méjean, was found dead on the Martinaise boardwalk." |
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188 | Working Class Woman | "Oh." She touches her neck, eyes pale like pearls in seawater. |
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189 | Working Class Woman | "Oh," she says again, "But he was just..." She looks at the kitchen table, where two cigarette butts are still in the tray. |
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190 | Kim Kitsuragi | "We understand this comes as a huge shock. I want you to know that me and my partner," he points at you, "are here for you if you have any questions. Take your time, ma'am." |
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191 | None |
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192 | None | IsKimHere() |
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193 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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194 | Working Class Woman | "What happened to him?" She turns to you. Her neck and cheeks are covered with red blotches, her double chin is shaking. |
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195 | Working Class Woman | She blinks. "What-did-you-say?" |
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196 | You | "Your husband, Victor Méjean, is dead. I'm very sorry for your loss, ma'am." |
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197 | You | "I understand that this may come as a huge shock. I want you to know that I'm here for you if you have any questions. Take your time, ma'am, I'm not going anywhere." |
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198 | None |
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199 | You | "It's still early to say, but at first glance it seems like he slipped and hit his head." |
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200 | You | "It was an accident -- he fell through a hole in the boardwalk and hit his head." |
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201 | Working Class Woman | "Was he drunk?" |
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202 | You | "Alcohol may have played a role, yes." |
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203 | You | "We don't know yet, but we will let you know when the results arrive." |
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204 | Working Class Woman | "I see..." She withdraws, trying to picture the scene. "And you just... found him there? Lying in the cold?" |
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205 | Working Class Woman | "How long had he been there?" |
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206 | You | "It's hard to say at this point." |
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207 | You | "It couldn't have been long." |
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208 | Working Class Woman | She blinks, eyes welling up with tears, as her hands start searching for something from the pockets of her dress. |
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209 | Reaction Speed | The handkerchief! |
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210 | None |
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211 | None | CheckItem("lieutenants_handkerchief") |
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212 | None | (CheckItem("lieutenants_handkerchief")) == false |
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213 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Here." The lieutenant takes out his handkerchief and offers it to the woman. She nods and slowly wipes away her tears. |
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214 | Working Class Woman | A small, terrified smile quivers on her face as she takes the handkerchief and wipes away the tears. She looks disoriented. |
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215 | You | "Here, take this." (Give her the lieutenant's handkerchief.) |
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216 | None |
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217 | You | (No words. Just give her the lieutenant's handkerchief.) |
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218 | Working Class Woman | "Yes, thank you." She smiles a small, terrified smile, then wipes away her tears. She looks disoriented. |
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219 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Is there anyone we could call for you? A friend, a family member, someone who could be here for you?" |
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220 | Working Class Woman | "No, no..." She breathes in. "I just need to tell my girls..." The air gets sucked out of her lungs suddenly. |
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221 | You | "Yes, they should know. Do you want us to call them and ask them here?" |
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222 | You | "No, take a day to recover. You'll be better prepared when they come home tomorrow." |
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223 | Working Class Woman | "No, I'll do it myself, I just..." She breathes again, holding on to her left side like she's in pain. |
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224 | Working Class Woman | "Good, that's probably the right thing, thank you..." She nods, but with a wretched expression. |
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225 | None |
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226 | None | IsKimHere() |
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227 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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228 | You | "Is there anyone we could call for you? A friend, a family member, someone who could be here for you?" |
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229 | None |
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230 | None | IsKimHere() |
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231 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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232 | Working Class Woman | "My handkerchief..." She tries to smile through the tears, as she rubs her face with hands like a child. |
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233 | Working Class Woman | "Just tell me, what do I need to do next? Where is he? Can I see him?" |
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234 | None |
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235 | None | IsKimHere() |
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236 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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237 | Working Class Woman | "No, I'll call you if something comes up, I'm still..." She rubs her face, runs her fingers over cheeks that have become numb. |
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238 | Kim Kitsuragi | "We've taken him to the city morgue. The local coroner will be contacting you shortly to arrange the funeral. Here's his number in case you want to contact him earlier." He hands her a leaflet with the morgue's contact information. |
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239 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Is there anything else that the RCM could do for you? |
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240 | Working Class Woman | "Thank you." She looks down. "Thank you for telling me. I'll call, if..." She runs out of breath. |
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241 | You | "Again, I'm very sorry, ma'am." [Set the library card by her. Leave the room.] |
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242 | You | "We've taken him to the city morgue. The local coroner will be contacting you shortly to arrange the funeral. In the meantime, you can always call the RCM if you have any questions." |
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243 | Empathy | You know the answer to this. Oddly, you just do. |
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244 | Working Class Woman | "I see. Well, thank you for... telling me." She rubs her face, runs her fingers over cheeks that have become numb. |
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245 | Working Class Woman | "Thank you for telling, me officer..." She looks down. |
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246 | Working Class Woman | "Jolie is sixteen and Jennie is turning eighteen next month." |
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247 | You | "What was he supposed to do in the library?" |
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248 | Working Class Woman | "Just to return a book of mine, why?" She looks at you quizzically. "Why all those questions, detective? Did he..." |
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249 | You | "What was the name of the book?" |
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250 | You | "Was it 'The Glinting Curve' by M. Thibault?" | Variable["inventory.library_card_looked_inside"] == true |
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251 | Working Class Woman | "I think it was Thibault's 'The Glinting Curve'." She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. "It was pretty good..." |
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252 | None |
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253 | Working Class Woman | "Yes." She becomes unsettled as she says that, her forehead scrunching up into a worried expression. |
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254 | Working Class Woman | "Um, it's just your average brown leather jacket. But he bought it as a teenager, so..." |
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255 | You | "No distinctive features?" |
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256 | Working Class Woman | "No, well..." She stops. "The lining is hand-sewn. It's blue; I tried to make the thing more weatherproof since he's running around with it in the middle of winter." |
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257 | None |
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258 | You | "What about the inner lining?" |
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259 | Working Class Woman | "Yes..." She stops. "The lining is hand-sewn. It's blue; I tried to make the thing more weatherproof since he's running around with it in the middle of winter." |
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260 | You | "Yes, I remember, you mentioned them at the bookstand." | Variable["apt.wcw_know_about_daughters"] == true |
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261 | Working Class Woman | "Mhmh, they came home later. They're good girls." |
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262 | None |
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263 | None | Variable["apt.wcw_reaction_handkerchief"] |
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264 | None | (Variable["apt.wcw_reaction_handkerchief"]) == false |
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265 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant has taken off his foggy glasses and is busy cleaning them in his handkerchief for now. You're on your own here. |
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266 | Visual Calculus | Condensation -- from stepping inside. |
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267 | None |
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268 | None | IsKimHere() |
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269 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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270 | Empathy | He must feel vulnerable without his glasses. Is this why he's letting you take the lead? |
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271 | Working Class Woman | She looks up, too anxious to say anything. |
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272 | None |
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273 | None | Variable["apt.NewVariable"] |
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274 | None | (Variable["apt.NewVariable"]) == false |
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275 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant nods at the woman, then looks back at you, his voice lowered: "We should step outside and talk." |
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276 | You | "Again, I'm very sorry, ma'am." |
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277 | You | "So... how have you been?" | Variable["plaza.working_pre_greeting_done"] |
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278 | Working Class Woman | "How have I been?" she shakes her head. "You're not here to discuss *me* -- what is this about, officer?" |
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279 | None |
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280 | You | "I noticed you were cooking something." | Variable["apt.wcw_orb_leftovers"] or Variable["apt.wcw_door_perc_something_smells_good"] |
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281 | Working Class Woman | "People gotta eat." She rubs her hands together, anxious. "What is this about? Why are you suddenly asking me about my cooking?" |
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282 | None |
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283 | None |
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284 | None | IsKimHere() |
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285 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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286 | You | [Set the library card by her. Leave the room.] |
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287 | You | "Very long, ma'am. I'm sorry." |
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288 | You | "Yes." |
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289 | None |
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290 | None |
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291 | None | IsKimHere() |
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292 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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293 | None |
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294 | None | IsKimHere() |
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295 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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296 | None |
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297 | None | IsKimHere() |
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298 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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299 | Kim Kitsuragi | "No, we *have*." |
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300 | Composure | She swallows visibly. |
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301 | None |
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302 | None | IsKimHere() |
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303 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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304 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Central Jamrock Public Library?" |
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305 | Working Class Woman | "I think, yes. If that's the one on Meroe." |
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306 | You | "Central Jamrock Public Library?" |
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307 | Empathy | Do something? Break something? It's a fool's hope. |
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308 | Empathy | It reminded him of his teenage years. |
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309 | Pain Threshold | Here it comes. |
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310 | You | God, do I just say he's *dead* like that... |
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311 | Empathy | Yes. That's the most important thing. Use that word. |
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312 | Rhetoric | No euphemisms, this is what you came here for. |
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313 | Pain Threshold | A great and terrible spike. The blood freezes in her veins. |
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314 | You | "Yes." |
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315 | You | "Two days, maybe." |
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316 | Empathy | If you say 'Two days, maybe', it will be etched in her mind forever. |
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317 | Empathy | But he was just here. Alive. |
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318 | Empathy | No. A day. |
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319 | Working Class Woman | "God, should I call them? Should I tell them to come home?" |
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320 | Pain Threshold | It burns like acid. |
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321 | Conceptualization | Unreal. |
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322 | Endurance | She can't take much more. Her stomach is churning. Soon she will have to go to the bathroom and scream. |
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323 | Drama | A very good call. |
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324 | Drama | A very good call. You must leave now, sire. |
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325 | Physical Instrument | These are her last reserves of strength. Her muscles will give in soon. Already she starts to shake. |
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326 | Physical Instrument | These are her last reserves of strength. Her muscles will give in soon. Already she starts to shake. |
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327 | Logic | It is. |
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328 | Empathy | There has been enough pain. |
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329 | Physical Instrument | *Force* yourself. Slap yourself. |
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330 | Pain Threshold | She's in pain. She's in so much pain and so are you, your chest is burning. |
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331 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant steps in. "We're very sorry to inform you, but your husband, Victor Méjean, was found dead this morning on the Martinaise boardwalk." |
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332 | Empathy | He was just here. Alive. |
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333 | Half Light | You stupid... *why* did you say that?! |
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334 | Working Class Woman | "God, should I call them? Should I tell them to come home?" |
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335 | Working Class Woman | "No, no..." She breathes in. "I just need to tell my girls..." The air gets sucked out of her lungs suddenly. |
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336 | Pain Threshold | It burns like acid. |
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337 | Conceptualization | Unreal. |
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338 | Endurance | She can't take much more. Her stomach is churning. Soon she will have to go to the bathroom and scream. |
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339 | Drama | For god's sake. Lie. |
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340 | Pain Threshold | Yes. You're a total fucking horror show. |
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341 | Volition | No-no! Stop now. |
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342 | Physical Instrument | These are her last reserves of strength. Her muscles will give in soon. To a scream. |
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343 | None |
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344 | None | IsKimHere() |
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345 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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346 | Working Class Woman | "I'll take it from here. Thank you." She points at the front door, breathing fast now. Holding herself back. |
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347 | Drama | Can't write a scene without knowing the actors. Ask more, get comfortable around her. |
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348 | Half Light | She's afraid -- and so are you. Man up and cut to the point. |
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349 | Pain Threshold | It's like ripping off a bandage. The least painful way is to do it straight away, without stalling. |
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350 | Rhetoric | How about some small talk before you break the news? |
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351 | Suggestion | Definitely no small talk, this isn't the time or place. |
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352 | Working Class Woman | ... |
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353 | You | [Set the library card by her. Leave the room.] |
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354 | None |
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355 | None | Variable["apt.wcw_finished_dialogue_teleported_outside"] |
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356 | None | (Variable["apt.wcw_finished_dialogue_teleported_outside"]) == false |
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357 | Working Class Woman | She's crying, too heartbroken to notice you standing next to her. |
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358 | Empathy | What are you still doing here?! She needs time to be alone now. |
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359 | You | Don't give her the lieutenant's handkerchief, it's too special. |
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360 | None |
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361 | None |
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362 | None |
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363 | Working Class Woman | The woman wipes her face with a sleeve and manages to conjure up a small terrified smile. She looks disoriented. |
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