Dialogue: Gig: Serial Suicide

Guard

Hey, choom, it's about you – "In view of the recent incident during which Militech security employees..."

"brutally maimed an NCPD officer, Night City police is requesting Militech's assistance in finding the individuals responsible..."

Guard

They fuckin' wish.

Guard

Messed him up pretty bad. What he even do to you?

Guard

Nothin'.

Guard

Hahaha…!

Fixer

Fuck, V! I mean, wooo... had me on the edge of my fuckin' seat!

Luckily, it's all over – you handled it like a true profesh.

I got the data and you're in the clear. Closin' the gig.

Fixer

There ya go, yet another media killed herself...

Screamsheets are sayin' it was "work-related stress," but her folks are callin' foul-play.

So, think you can dig somethin' up? Got more detes attached.

Prisoner

Aaaaarghhh!

Guard

Filthy scum!

Prisoner

No more! Please stop!

Guard

You got blood on my shoes!

Prisoner

I'm sorry!

Guard

Louder!

Prisoner

I'm sorry!!!

Ohhh... Aghhh...

W-wait, please! I-I-I didn't see or hear nothin', I swear!

V

1AHow many more in here?

Prisoner

1ATwo, three?

V

1AThink carefully.

Prisoner

1AI-- I-I don't know, I-- They all look the fucking same! There's one downstairs – I know that.

V

1AGood. Cell's open. Do what you want.

Prisoner

1AUh... O-OK...

1AI've been through enough shit!

V

1BWhy was he beating on you?

Prisoner

1B'Cause he's a fuckin' psycho like all the rest of 'em! Thank Christ you came – taught him a lesson.

V

1BAnd what'd you get canned for?

Prisoner

1BNothin'! I wa-- I was set up!

Worker

And?

Worker

Twist it again. Harder this time.

Worker

For cryin' out-- Argh... OK, I'm going.

That should do it.

Worker

Hey, that the anti-surge, no? Check B-link, see what happens.

Worker

Fucking wireheads.

Worker

Probably some kids tryin' to break into our subnet. Got nothing else to do, huh?

Worker

Got somethin' they could do right here...