- The Master: The Unity will bring above the master race. Master Master! One able to survive, or even thrive, in the wasteland. As long as there will be differences, we will tear ourselves apart fighting each other. We need one race! Race! Race! One goal! Goal! Goal! One people... to move forward to our destiny. Destiny.
- Overseer: Ahh, you're here. Good. We've got a problem. A big one. The controller chip for our water purification system has given up the ghost. Can't make another one and the process is too complicated for a work around system. Simply put, we're running out of drinking water. No water, no Vault. This is crucial to our survival. And frankly, I... I think you're the only hope we have. You need to go find us another controller chip. We estimate we have four to five months before the Vault runs out of water. We need that chip. We marked your map with the location of another Vault. Not a bad place to start I think. Look, just be safe, OK?
- The Lieutenant: Oh this is excellent you know I actually doubted my officers when they said they'd captured a prime normal. It is so nice to see you.
- Vault Dweller: Go to hell!
- Mayor Killian Darkwater: The name's Killian. Killian Darkwater. I'm the mayor of this fine town. And who might you be?
- Vault Dweller: What's it to you?
- Mayor Killian Darkwater: Oh, you obviously have me confused with someone who has to take your lip. Why don't you come back when your mama teaches you some manners.
- Thug: Ever dance with the devil in the pail moonlight?
- Vault Dweller: I can't win. I'll join you.
- The Master: Excellent. Your talents will be useful. But first, you must tell me everything about your Vault.
- Vault Dweller: Why?
- The Master: I will conquer it and turn all those pure strain humans into mutants. They will give me the army I need to bring peace to the entire wasteland.
- Vault Dweller: Sorry, I don't like that plan much.
- The Master: So be it. You've dug your own grave. Grave! Grave!
- Vault Dweller: Wow, you're pretty smart for a ghoul.
- Set: What is that? Sucking up? Listen, walker, I don't do the deal with norms, so blowing smoke up the tail ain't going to get you head seat at the table.
- Kane: I've heard of you. You're the one that took out Gizmo over in Junktown. Killian must have paid you a good sum for that job. Are you here for some work, maybe?
- Vault Dweller: Work for this dump? You've got to be joking.
- Kane: I hope for your sake that was an attempt at humor. Do not cross us, you will regret it.
- Vault Dweller: Yeah, Whatever, tough guy.
- Kane: I don't think you understood me. Let me clarify. If you don't watch your manners, you'll find yourself dead, tough guy.
- Vault Dweller: No, let me clarify - if you don't watch it, I'll be wearing your ass for a shoe.
- Father Lasher: How dare you enter my sanctuary with a weapon in your hand! Oaf! Get out!
- Vault Dweller: You don't like drawn weapons? You're gonna hate what I do with it next!
- Leon: I don't like your attitude. I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
- Vault Dweller: Attitude? I'l show you attitude!
- Loxley: Quite pleased to make your acquaintance actually... for now. Let's get the other bit of politeness taken care of, shall we? What the bloody, bloody, bloody hell are you doing here!
- Kalnor: You'd better put that away. Junktown is a friendly place, friend, and we want to keep it that way.
- Vault Dweller: Put what away?
- Kalnor: Your weapon, idiot. Killian won't take your arms away, but you'd better damn well keep them in your holster.
- Skul Gang Member: You bitch!
- [Punches Trish she falls to the ground]
- Skul Gang Member: .
- Trish: [Gets up and runs] Oh! Saul, where are you?
- Neal: [Pulls out gun and shoots and kills Skul Gang Member] Get the hell outta here you goddamn punks! If any of ya ever touch her again I'll kill the whole lot o' ya!
- Shark: We'll be back, old man. This isn't over.
- Thug: What do you want?
- 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.
- Zark: You got something to say, say it fast.
- Vault Dweller: I want to speak with whoever's in charge here.
- Zark: That's Morpheus. Our Leader. He's up in the tower, I think.
- Vault Dweller: C'mon, man. That tells me nothing. Share some of the dirt!
- Zark: The guy dresses in black, he does his preacher act, then he goes upstairs and counts his scripts. Man, I wish I had it that easy! But I better stop talking about him behind his back, or the nightkin might here.
- Vault Dweller: What are you afraid of?
- Zark: You gotta be joking. The Nightkin are killers. You look at them the wrong way, and they'll cut off your body parts, cook 'em, and feed them to you a piece at a time. They can't be killed. They're the Master's enforcers and they're gonna tear apart the world for him. And I ain't saying nothing else!
- Set: You. Vanished our water processor chip. Exchanged it... for your life!
- Vault Dweller: Want it back?
- Set: For the chip, you may walk.
- Vault Dweller: Gotcha! I don't have it anymore!
- Set: Your price is to belong to Necropolis forever.
- Vault Dweller: King of expensive. How 'bout I remove you from office instead?
- Garl: I killed you!
- Vault Dweller: Yes, you did. I've come back to haunt you.
- Garl: I don't believe it! I can't believe it!
- Vault Dweller: Believe this buddy, and you're about to join me in Hell!
- Mayor Killian Darkwater: Now what the Uncle Sam-hell do you think you're doing here?
- Vault Dweller: Oh, this is your place?
- Mayor Killian Darkwater: You're damn straight this is my place! Now get the hell out before I make your head a wall decoration!
- Vault Dweller: You? Wake up, pal, you're still dreaming.
- Set: There better be a killer reason for you standing in my shadow, normie. Does 'next on the menu' ring a bell?
- Brotherhood Paladin: I'm here to kick ass and chew bubble gum I'm all out of gum.
- Gizmo: Get your butt in here and sit down. We have some buisness to discuss
- Vault Dweller: Looks like there's enough butt in here already...
- Vinne: We are the one and only Junktown gang. We have the run of the streets, and we rule the streets at night.
- Vault Dweller: You couldn't run the schoolyard, Chromo
- Vinne: What? You'll pay for that remark!
- Vault Dweller: Who are doing here? And what is this place?
- Kalnor: What does it look like? I'm a guard and I'm keeping an eye out for strangers like you. And this place is called Junktown. Hey don't laugh. I happen to like the name myself. We mostly do trading. Sometimes we trade with those stuck up bastards from the Hub. Hey, you're not from the Hub are you?
- Vault Dweller: What? The Hub? Sure I am!
- Kalnor: Then you must know most of the rules. Have a good day. And I'm sorry about the bastards past, OK.
- Vault Dweller: It's gonna cause me some severe mental trauma. Later.
- Father Lasher: I know who you are. You are walking death, a plague in human form. Where you step, blood flows like a river. But such iniquities can be ended by a righteous soul!
- Lorenzo: Well, if it isn't a potential customer! I'm Lorenzo the Munificent, at your service. I give out loans. Only ten percent daily interest, a maximum of ten days to repay. You won't find a more generous lending institution anywhere in the Hub!
- Vault Dweller: You sound like a rip-off artist to me!
- Lorenzo: Guido, Leone, why don't you show him what ripping off really means. Start with his arms.
- Gretch: Me have trouble thinking, too... what we talk about?
- Vault Dweller: We were talking about how stupid you are.
- Father Lasher: I instruct the children. It is my duty. All children are wicked beasts. It is my duty to force them into evolve into human beings. Perhaps you have heard that I do not tolerate frivolity. This is true. I want my charges to suffer as much as possible.
- Vault Dweller: Once more into the breach, my friend.
- Ian: Hello, stranger. You look like you're new here. What's your name?
- Vault Dweller: My name's not important.
- Ian: Well, then, neither are you.
- Vinne: You want to join us, huh? How do we know you're tough enough to be a Skul?
- Vault Dweller: Trust me, I'm tough enough.
- Tandi: Hi! I was afraid that you were gone and I wasn't going to get a chance to thank you for rescuing me. Aw! That was great! Action, adventure... Anyway, if there's anything that I can do for you, you just ask.
- Vault Dweller: How about you and I... well, you know... get together.
- Tandi: I'm not that kind of girl, mister. Go find a Brahma or something.
- Thug: Ride my bullet son!
- Child with an attitude: What in the hell do you want?
- Vault Dweller: Who's in charge here!
- Child with an attitude: Sure as hell ain't you punk.
- Child with an attitude: What in the hell do you want?
- Vault Dweller: Where might I find the master?
- Child with an attitude: In hell loser.
- Harold: Spare change, old friend, old pal? Can you help a poor mutant down on his luck?
- [cough]
- Vault Dweller: Keep away from me!
- Harold: Well, I was a trader. Did pretty good making a circuit between survivors. Lost a lotta good people, though.
- [coughs]
- Vault Dweller: How?
- Harold: Gangers got'em. Scavengers attacking the caravans. And mutants, son of a dog, if they weren't springing up like rabbits with a mission.
- [cough]
- Harold: Had to have an army of guards with, just to do a deal.
- Vault Dweller: Didn't the guards help?
- Harold: Course they helped, ya bonehead! Just too damn many to handle!