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I almost say this. I could see myself yelling this at some poor sod not too long ago, but I don't know how effective this'll be against someone who's got us cornered and is locked behind an armored door.
>He's stalling you. Focus on getting the door open, but be careful, it's probably boobytrapped.
Door's locked mechanically, there's no way to budge the thing open, I place a hand on the door before Luke yells at me
LUKE: HEY back up! You don't need to be that fuckin' close to the damn door do you? Don't think I don't have backup plans for if you try something stupid.
RITA: I'm not with the Block yet. I agreed to help these two because they say there's a chance it'll get me visitor's access. I'm interested in trading there, I have no interest in getting too involved.
LUKE: You're keen on killin' me over visitor's access? You just go 'round huntin' anyone for things like that?
RITA: Well, It sounded like these two needed help hunting down a thief and to be honest it seemed like a "Go get yourselves killed" kind of mission.
ALTON: Rita!
LUKE: There it is again! "Thief". The last two guards I tangoed with said the same thing. I have not stolen a single fuckin' thing from the Block.
Alton walks up behind me
ALTON: Now THAT's a lie! Plenty of guards saw you with a bag full of supplies you shouldn't have had when you left! Walkin' away is one thing, but walkin' away with shit that isn't yours won't stand.
LUKE: Ah! There's where the confusion comes from. See none of that stuff belonged to the Block. It was all mine to begin with.
ALTON: Just because you brought it in doesn't make it yours. We're a community that means we work to help one another.
LUKE: Buford ain't out to help anybody but himself and the people he likes. Besides, I didn't turn any of that stuff in. For good reason.
LUKE: Rita was it? Did you know that you get to keep half of the supplies you manage to scavenge from outside when you return it? Now that ain't the bad part, I'm a team player after all. No, the real issue is if you're exiled or leave you can't keep anything? Guards get to take anything they want from you when you go and fun fact, they always take everything. Buford can take the clothes off your back if he wanted to and leave you out to dry with nothin'.
LUKE: Mix that with the fact that if Buford's having a fuckin' mood swing he can kick you out for almost no reason and you've got a pretty shaky livin' situation.
I can hear Luke take a swig of something from a plastic bottle behind the door.
LUKE: Now, momma didn't raise a fuckin' vic. So I stashed some things outside of the Block in a safe place, so when the time came I had a backup. Some guard must've seen me with a bag of goodies when I was supposed to have nothing and assumed I must have stolen it, and with Buford mad at me already he was probably eager for a reason to take my head.
ALTON: That's supposed to be better?! While you're out gathering for the Block keeping things to yourself is just selfish, we're a community.
LUKE: So I can't own anything? As long as I'm part of the Block I don't get to own a damn thing Buford doesn't let me? I'm not a fucking slave especially not for that old man. And don't give me that shit about community! Even while stashing my own stuff you damn well I pulled twice as much as those other weak guards.
ALTON:We're trying to bring you back ALIVE, make this easier on us and come out.
LUKE: Alive for what? So I can stand a fake trial and Buford can claim he brought justice? I'd rather you kill me than force me to sit through that bullshit.
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