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Some phrases from Fallout. Just suddenly found them and all who played that game will understand me.

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Golgotha Tombstone:
Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake, who stepped on the gas instead of the brake.

New Reno Comedian:
Radscorpions? What's so rad about them?

The Chosen One:
Look, causing that much destruction wasn't easy!

Enclave patrolman:
Now I suppose you're going to tell me you're just out looking for a water chip. Do I look dumb?

Sulik:
Most people have evil spirits. You? You have stupid spirits. Go see shaman, get hole in head...

Golgotha Tombstone:
Robert Hertenstein 2. His doctor tried to tell him, but he insisted: 'That's a bit too much information.'

Chosen One:
You see, in this world there are two kinds of people, my friend, those with loaded guns, and those who dig. You dig.

Josh:
Why, I hear that tribals eat their damn dead.
Chosen One:
How else could we grok their essence?

Broken Hills Citizen:
Sometimes I feel like a magic 8-ball. I just spout random sayings and walk away.

Marcus:
Wow! I feel as if I've passed some arbitrary experience value and gained more power!

Wooz:
Apples rule. If it weren't for a conspiracy on the part of fruit manufacturers we'd all have apples.

New Reno prostitute:
Hey, stranger! Need a guide?

The Vault Dweller:
How about you and I... well, you know... get together.
Tandi:
Listen... uh... but I... uh... I-I like guys, okay? Whew! Uh, excuse me, I got stuff to do.

Golgotha Tombstone:
She always said her feet were killing her but nobody believed her.

Wright Kid:
Is that a REAL robot?
Chosen One:
Yeah, but don't bother it. I think it wants to destroy the human race.

Golgotha Tombstone:
Charles Cuevas. He once said: 'Give me hockey or give me death.' He didn't quite get hockey.


Golgotha Tombstone:
Here lies the body of our Anna done to death by a banana. It wasn't the fruit that laid her low but the skin of the thing that made her go...

New Reno Citizen:
I always knew the President wanted to kill us all

Golgotha Tombstone:
Josh Walters, 1971-2011. Died of complications during his fifth liver transplant.

Golgotha Tombstone:
Rob Giampa lived his life like he liked his women: fast, cheap, and easy.

Melchior, Military Base Inhabitant:
I hope dad comes back soon. I miss his magic tricks.

The Vault Dweller:
I am the bringer of death. Fall to your knees and beg for mercy... Or give me a sandwich, I'm pretty hungry.

Kalnor:
Have a good day. And I am sorry about the bastards part, OK?
The Vault Dweller:
It's going to cause me some severe mental trauma.

Golgotha Tombstone:
Garry Platner. Killed for not making more Vault Citizen models.


Chosen One:
Uh... I have information that... could lead to establishing a network of... um, all the existing vaults throughout the country. That's it.

NCR Shop Guard:
I'm here to kick ass and chew bubblegum.


Dave Handy:
When I was five, my uncle was decapitated by a watermelon.

Jonny:
Oh no! Don't you know Rose uses dog in her dishes!? Laddie is probably a burger by now.

The Vault Dweller:
It was terrible. It had these big, pointy teeth.

Wooz:
I won! f*ck you! You are dumb. I have crushed you.

Chosen One:
I'll get you during my next save game.

Thug:
What do you want?
The Vault Dweller:
To see a valley filled with my enemies' heads mounted on spears. A silent valley, except for the wind whistling through their ears.

Golgotha Tombstone:
Here lies Sam Pritchard. He talked too much, so we gave him a second mouth.

Mason:
You'd think there's only ten kinds of people in the world. Way I figure it, there was some big cloning accident in the past.

Chosen One:
But people like drinking, gambling, and whoring, I know I do.

Raider:
Wish I had some other map I could go to.


New Reno junkie:
Watch out! Pink deathclaw, three o'clock!

Golgotha Tombstone:
Here lies Ann Mann, who lived an old maid, but died an old Mann. Dec. 8, 1767.

Katja:
Wow. I wish I had a hot dog and a really long stick.

The Vault Dweller:
Don't drink glowing water.

Golgotha Tombstone:
Here lies Moose, cold and dead. We found him here, without his head.

Golgotha Tombstone:
Here lies a stant hoe that should have been dead a long time ago. Rest in hell, BITCH!

Chosen One:
Must break free. Strength fading. Must leave.

Chosen One:
What do I WANT? I don't really know. Most of the time I ignore my quest and walk into the homes of others, riffling through people's shelves...

Golgotha Tombstone:
Dennis Preshell. We can almost hear him now. 'You call that a funeral?! That sucked! You guys are !@#holes! I'm never dying again! Blah blah blah...'

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