What's up, Taka? Set me up with some of your shima... uh, shimichanga... errr, whatever they're called.

Can someone crack a window? It's hot as hell in here.

I don't know how you pulled that off, buddy.

It's not like the meter's running. Take your time... I got plenty.

It's been almost three months... don't tell me you're getting rusty.

There better be some gold at the end of this rainbow, if you catch my meaning.

More Super Mutants? Agh. I'm getting sick of these green lunatics.

Great sniping position from up here.

That would be a deathclaw, which means we should get the hell out of here.

Hey there. You happen to know how to make a Dirty Warhead?

Already told you way too much... I need to learn to keep my big mouth shut.

Start with some Nuka-Cola Quantum, add some vodka, whiskey and gin. Shake it and finish with a splash of radscorpion venom.

"Give the word cap'n and I'll send them to Davy Jones' Locker!" *chuckle* Is this for real?

Brothers gotta stick together, you know?

I guess we're done here. Lead on, boss.

Wow... I don't know what to say.

Keep leading and I'll follow you. That was the deal, right?

Our unique skills are certainly worth the extra caps. Don't let them off cheap.

*Sniff* It's nothing... just got something in my eye.

What's up, Taka? Set me up with some of your shima... uh, shimichanga... err, whatever they're called.