A Dialogue Entitled: It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time
"Say, I got a question for you."
"What is it, Cassidy?"
"What are we doing out here? We seem to be running all over the place looking for something. Have we got some sort of plan?"
"We're looking for a GECK - a Garden of Eden Creation Kit. My village needs it to restore their crops."
"Them things come in kits now, huh? Man, the good book don't mention that, does it? Well, all right then. But do you really think you're gonna find it by climbing down into the bottom of an outhouse?"
"What? Oh, no, this is just for - okay, you know Farrel, the old guy with the crops that had the infestation problem?"
"The guy who makes a prune look fresh and sounds like dry twigs cracking every time he moves? I vaguely recall him."
"Well, he said Cornelius - the old guy who runs Rose's Bed And Breakfast (or at least thinks he does) - accused him of stealing his gold pocket watch."
"And you don't think he took it?"
"He said he didn't, I believe him. Besides, I talked to Cornelius. He gets easily confused about... everything. It's more likely he just lost the watch somewhere."
"And you think he lost it down the toilet?"
"Somewhere in the middle of his demented ramblings he said he saw a 'big dog' climb out of the sewers. It seemed like it was worth checking out."
"You getting any reward for this... dirty work?"
"Oh, ha ha. Just warm and fuzzy feelings of having done good, I think."
"Okay. Better you than me, but I'm going to take point upwind of you from now on. See anything down there?"
"Nothing here, but it looks like there's tunnel behind this big pile of rocks. I can feel a breeze coming through."
"And smell it, I bet."
"Oh, that stopped working minutes ago. Anyway, I don't think I can shift it all by myself."
"You know anyone of us would charge headfirst into a nest of Radscorpions at your order, but I'll tell you right now no force on this earth will get me ankle-deep in weeks-old shit."
"I can't blame you. It'll take too long for all of us anyway. Hand me my pack, will you? I've got something that ought to clear out the blockage."
"Here... What've you got in there that'll... is that dynamite?"
"Yes, it is. Now be quiet, will you? It's dark down here and I have to set the timer carefully or... Oh."
"What? What?"
"Uh. Cassidy, can you give me a hand up, real quick?"
"Sure thing. Just gimme yer hand... okay. Now what?"
"Now? Now, we run."
"What is it, Cassidy?"
"What are we doing out here? We seem to be running all over the place looking for something. Have we got some sort of plan?"
"We're looking for a GECK - a Garden of Eden Creation Kit. My village needs it to restore their crops."
"Them things come in kits now, huh? Man, the good book don't mention that, does it? Well, all right then. But do you really think you're gonna find it by climbing down into the bottom of an outhouse?"
"What? Oh, no, this is just for - okay, you know Farrel, the old guy with the crops that had the infestation problem?"
"The guy who makes a prune look fresh and sounds like dry twigs cracking every time he moves? I vaguely recall him."
"Well, he said Cornelius - the old guy who runs Rose's Bed And Breakfast (or at least thinks he does) - accused him of stealing his gold pocket watch."
"And you don't think he took it?"
"He said he didn't, I believe him. Besides, I talked to Cornelius. He gets easily confused about... everything. It's more likely he just lost the watch somewhere."
"And you think he lost it down the toilet?"
"Somewhere in the middle of his demented ramblings he said he saw a 'big dog' climb out of the sewers. It seemed like it was worth checking out."
"You getting any reward for this... dirty work?"
"Oh, ha ha. Just warm and fuzzy feelings of having done good, I think."
"Okay. Better you than me, but I'm going to take point upwind of you from now on. See anything down there?"
"Nothing here, but it looks like there's tunnel behind this big pile of rocks. I can feel a breeze coming through."
"And smell it, I bet."
"Oh, that stopped working minutes ago. Anyway, I don't think I can shift it all by myself."
"You know anyone of us would charge headfirst into a nest of Radscorpions at your order, but I'll tell you right now no force on this earth will get me ankle-deep in weeks-old shit."
"I can't blame you. It'll take too long for all of us anyway. Hand me my pack, will you? I've got something that ought to clear out the blockage."
"Here... What've you got in there that'll... is that dynamite?"
"Yes, it is. Now be quiet, will you? It's dark down here and I have to set the timer carefully or... Oh."
"What? What?"
"Uh. Cassidy, can you give me a hand up, real quick?"
"Sure thing. Just gimme yer hand... okay. Now what?"
"Now? Now, we run."