Conversation start, introduces himself after watching the player try unsuccessfully to enter a bunker

I couldn’t help but notice you trying to get into that bunker. Perhaps if we work together, we might find a way in.

Why? What’s inside?
Stimpaks. Food. Water. In fact, I’ve staked this location out for months, and seen caravans deliver entire crates worth of supplies.
I’m not sure where the owner gets his caps. But I’m certain he’s the only one inside.

And why would I help you exactly?
My employer is both wealthy and charitable. That charity extends to both her employees and the impoverished.
In that bunker is enough food to feed an entire town. Enough to make you rich. And a single person is hoarding all of it for himself.
So in the end, it doesn’t matter if you’re a bleeding heart or a cold one. Our goals are one and the same.

Sorry, not interested.
I see. I’ll be here if you change your mind.

Here’s where I think the voice vanishes

What are you planning on doing?
It’s simple. There’s three bunkers in total. And while they rarely speak, they all have a bond. A history, if you will.
Given the right motivation, I think we can use the other two to flush out the third.
Of course, when I say “flush them out,” it might be best to do it quietly.

(No violence) I agree. We keep the violence to a minimum.
Good. Using fear is more efficient than blood.
Here’s my plan. The man in the first bunker has a thing for holotapes.
But if someone replaced his heartwarming dramas with say…a late night horror show…he might decide to spend the night elsewhere.
My guess is you can find one at the Museum of Witchcraft. In the meantime, I’ll keep watch here.

What do you mean by that?
The easy solution would be to walk in and start shooting up their homes.
But all it takes is one stray bullet to ruin the plan. Personally, I think this calls for a more artful method.

Sorry, but I’m not a thief.
And I’m not asking you to steal. I just want a word with the man in that bunker.
A man, I remind you, that takes far more than he’ll ever need.
He is stealing milk from the mouths of newborns. He is starving entire families with his avarice.
Remember that as you cling to your false morality.

(Violence) I had a direct solution in mind.
If that’s how you want to play it.
But I’m warning you, the more noise we make, the harder it’ll be to get into that bunker.

optional, cut the power to his jukebox by cutting the power line outside

optional steal key to jukebox, must be stealth with high pickpocket to get key and use jukebox

Violence path

Remember, don’t kill them. Just shoot anything and everything to make them run.

Killed them

I told you we needed them alive. (Sigh) Perhaps there’s another way in. But I doubt this corpse will lead us to it.

Found bunker
Good work. Now to get those supplies.

If two NPCs led them to the bunker and died

It looks like we found our way in. Which means we won’t be needing these two anymore.
Nice of them to save us the trouble.

Non-Violent Path

Have you reconsidered my offer?

Can you explain it to me again?
Fine.

Have you done as I asked?

Job’s done.
Player replaces wrong holotape
Hm…if so, it seems our friend had thicker skin than I thought. Either that, or you chose the wrong holotape to replace.
We’ll have to move on to Plan B.

Player replaced right holotape

Good work. Now all we have to do is wait. But I have a feeling it won’t be long.

Speak of the devil.

Don’t interfere. Let him run inside. Now comes phase 2.

What’s the plan?
This next phase calls for two parts. If you’ve noticed, the woman has a fondness for hunting and Diamond City radio.
I want you to put this transponder on her radio antenna and hijack the signal. Let me worry about the content.
Once that’s done, I want you to place this radstag’s head in her freezer. That should be enough to send them scurrying off to bunker three.

Good work. Now we wait.

Come on, let’s follow them in.

Wait. Before we go into the bunker, take a look around. See if you can’t find some information on the man who lives here.

NV Scene 4

Thanks for letting us in Carlos. It was very kind of you.

Yeah? Well, I hope you’re happy, because you let these other two mungos in after you.

I told you, I’m not helping your stupid “charity.” This stuff is mine.

You have more than you’ll ever need, boy. You have an obligation to society.

And why should I care about a bunch of surface dwellers? What have they ever done for me?

(For the greater good) It’s for the greater good. Donate a portion of your supplies and it will not be forgotten.
You’re right. I don’t want to be selfish. And I…I don’t want people to forget me.

If nothing else, this gesture will show you haven’t forgotten about him.

(Do it and we stay friendly) Better to donate it willingly and keep them friendly.
(sigh) You make a good point. Turrets aren’t enough if you two surface idiots managed to get in here.

And the less supplies you hoard, the less attractive this bunker will be to raiders, gunners, and people like myself.

(Threaten) We can do this the hard way, if you want.
So it’s like that then. Well, I can see when I’m outgunned. Take your fucking supplies. But you stay outta my room, or the deal’s off.

(Item Check – Abraham) What about your family? Is this what Abraham would want you to do?
I don’t care what he wants! That old man just left me here to die.

And by hoarding these supplies, you’d be doing the same to him. So that’s it then. You want revenge.

Shut up, asshole! You got it all wrong.

Then prove it. Donate your supplies. Save a life instead of damning one.

All right. Fine. Take anything you want from the supply room. Just don’t touch my things.

(Item Check – No Abraham) What about your family?
Does it look like I have a family? The only person I need to protect is myself.

Scene if speech check fail

That’s too bad. Then we’ll have to take the supplies by force.

Over my dead body!

That’s precisely my intention.

Ending quest

I’ll take it from here. Seeing as we were equal partners in this endeavor, this should cover your half of the bounty.

Don’t worry, I’ll make sure the supplies get to where they’re needed.

Our employer will be pleased. Perhaps I’ll put in a word for you.

Our business is done.

You may have noticed a sizable amount of ammo and weapons here. Well, not all food comes in a can.
And not every wound calls for a stimpak. Sometimes the answer is to avoid getting shot.

Snuck in after violence method

 

 

Letter from Abraham, found outside basement but inside house

Dear Carlos, I’ve decided I want to live outside my bunker. There’s a whole world out there, and I want to see it. I miss the sky. I miss breathing real air, no matter how foul it smells.

I know this will make you sad, but you still have Franz and Annie to look after you. I’m sorry. I hope in time you’ll come visit me in my new home.