Dialogue: Lucretia My Reflection

V

Expecting more trouble?

Myers

Tonight I expect nothing but.

It's best to be prepared for any contingency.

V

OK, this is us, eighth.

Myers

Great place for an ambush.

Hopefully no one else thinks so.

I'll cover you. On three.

Myers

1AOne...

1ATwo...

1APitch fucking black.

1AWhere are you, So Mi?

V

1AHuh. Guess we got here first.

Myers

1ASeems so… We'll have to sit tight.

1AThough I assume we'd rather not sit in the dark. Power would be useful, we could also get the radio up and running…

V

1AWhat, can't miss our daily dose of fearmongerin'?

Myers

1AWe need to know the situation on the ground.

1AOughta change out of this mess. High time.

V

2AChange... into those filthy, old rags?

Myers

2AThese filthy, old rags won't be smeared all over every TV and terminal screen in the city. Unlike my presidential best.

2AHave a look around. I'll join you in a minute.

2AHave a look around. I'll join you in a minute.

Johnny

1ACheck this, V – attempt at postmodern art.

V

3AMore like a home-cooked generator. Maybe we kick-start it, literally?

V

4AOld Thorton engine, pretty run down. A little bit of CHOOH left too... If the fuel's not degraded, it could actually run.

4ABuuut can't start it. Not without a power source.

Johnny

4ASure. But seein' as we got a lull in the lead pourin' down on us, listen… got a bad vibe about this. You?

V

5AMakes two of us. Gig's got too many twists and turns.

Johnny

5ASongbird – S-tier netrunner, promises a panaceum, a cure-all, then gets wiped off the map.

V

5BYou? Bad vibes? Big surprise...

5COne thing at a time, Johnny. A little focus?

Johnny

5CAnyway... Let's get this power sitch sorted.

4AMyers – shady politico, got a dagger thrown at her back all the way from Washington. Who by and why? Fuck if we know.

4AOh, plus Kurt Hansen and his fuckin' SAM launcher. Just preem.

4AGot this hot, itchy feelin' in my groin – like someone's not 'fessed up to somethin'.

V

6AHm. Sayin' Songbird didn't give us the full picture?

Johnny

6AOur mystery girl. Usually love a bit of hard-to-get, but trust me – rarely ends well.

V

6AWell, not like we had time to really chat. Spent most of it runnin'. SF1, run, Chimera, run again…

Johnny

6AIt's just… Eh, got some questions for the chick. Hope we get a chance to ask 'em.

6AAnyway... Let's get this power sitch sorted.

V

6BMean Myers? Sure, seems the smoke-screen type, but no surprise.

Johnny

6BReally? Gonna sit and nod? Come the fuck on, V.

V

6BPolitico, Johnny, your words. The prez, no less. The hell you expect?

6BD'ya think she'd start spillin' Washington's dirty little secrets just 'cause I saved her ass?

Johnny

6BThe more secrets fester in this cesspit sitch, the bigger the shit 'splosion later.

6BAnyway... Let's get this power sitch sorted.

V

6COne thing's sure – plot runs Mariana Trench deep.

6CWe'll cobble together the full picture, piece by piece if needed.

Johnny

6CMore like rest in pieces, us both.

6CAnyway... Let's get this power sitch sorted.

V

7AShould do the trick, by my eye...

V

9AAll good in there?

Myers

9AYes! I know how to change clothes, V!

9AJust because I haven't had to for twelve years…

V

8AIn ya go.

Johnny

8AFire it up.

8AC'mon. It's unlikely to fuckin' explode.

8AGonna do somethin' about it?

V

10AFingers crossed. Here goes…

10AAnd amazeballs!

Myers

10ALook what I found.

10AWhaddaya say? There's more in the fridge.

10AFeel free. You earned it.

V

11ABooze? This a good time?

Myers

11ALet's see, today I survived a delta crash, a district-wide manhunt and a prototype killer robot…

11AYes, it's a great fucking time.

V

11BNew look...? Greeeaaat.

Myers

11BRight? It should draw less attention, too.

11BGrab a gulp.

V

11CWell you look... like actual trash.

Myers

11CWell, when in Rome, right?

11CGrab a gulp.

10ACare to join me?

10AHow about it?

V

12AJust earned yourself a vote, Madame President.

Myers

12AAre you even registered?

V

12BWe're stuck in Dogtown with no sign of life from So Mi. Not ready to celebrate yet.

Myers

12BSuit yourself. But I won't let a good thing go to waste.

V

10AHousewarming gift from Songbird, maybe?

Myers

10AEh… Wouldn't it be wonderful…

Radio Journalist

10AAnd circling back to Night City, speculative chatter continues tonight around the downed passenger craft.

10ANUS representatives claim President Rosalind Myers was aboard when catastrophe struck.

10ACity officials have yet to release any statement. However, one all too familiar figure did decide to speak out.

10AKurt Hansen, the self-proclaimed leader of Dogtown, called a press conference earlier today to offer his take on the situation:

KURT VOICE

10AI'm being framed – isn't it obvious? The NUSA's been out for my blood for years.

10ANow, I'm not without flaws. But another thing I'm not is suicidal. An attempt on the life of the head of the NUSA?

10AWhat transpired in Dogtown is no trivial matter. I urge you all to consider the true motives behind this… spectacle.

10AThe NUSA will take any excuse it can get to send forces into Dogtown.

10AWill they stop there? No. You, good people of Night City, are next in the fucking line.

Myers

10AShit…

KURT VOICE

10AMark my words… another war's on its way.

Myers

10AFuck this…

10ATroglodyte's clever, maybe too clever for his own good.

V

14ABull to the shit. Nobody's buyin' that.

Myers

14AOh, they're buying it all right. Reporters even talking to him is the first sign.

14ANight City's public enemy number one given a full press spread. What a fucking joke.

V

14BNot half-dumb... Jumpin' on the media train, hollerin' war's comin'… and it's all the NUSA's fault.

Myers

14BWell, you sure know how to cheer people up…

V

14CAh, so, Hansen's decided to wave a classic false flag.

14CSow doubt, reap apprehension towards any NUSA attempt to getcha back. Both ends fightin' the middle.

Myers

10AIf some mysterious party's out to trigger war, an attempt on my life's a damn good casus belli.

V

15AGotta let Washington know you're alive, ASAP.

Myers

15AAh, call Washington without knowing who'll answer, friend or foe? Or should I go outside, give Hansen's snipers a big thumbs up?

15ANo, V. Neither's an option.

V

15BAll the more reason for us to stay put. Got plenty of mysteries to solve – Songbird, Washington, Hansen…

Myers

15BTo name a few. Agreed.

10AHear that? Footsteps.

V

10ASongbird?

Myers

10AMaybe... Can't be sure, though.

Jacob

10A'S our lucky day, choomba. A penthouse with a view of the ci-tay!

Taylor

10AAnd lights that work. This doesn't feel right…

Jacob

10ANuttin' ever does, wid' you, does it? Fuckin' killjoy... You want an angle on Hansen's airdrops, you got it.

Myers

10AV… We need to eliminate them.

Jacob

10AC'mon man, le'ss have a look around.

V

16AWait. Wanna try talkin' first.

Myers

16AI hope you know what you're doing.

16AWeapons, now!

Jacob

16AWhat the fuck?!

Myers

16AI won't say it again!

Jacob

16AYo-yo-yo, chill! Jus' lookin' for a place to hole up for the night.

Myers

16AThis one's taken, clearly!

Taylor

16ATold ya...

Jacob

16ASo I see... This the, uh, presidential suite?

Myers

16AShit…

Jacob

16AWord is they a bounty on the head of Rosalind Myers. What we gonna do 'bout that?

V

17AHad a chance to walk away. Shoulda taken it.

Jacob

17ACocky motherfuckers!

V

17BC'mon, guys, let's figure somethin' out. We don't want any problems.

Jacob

17BIron in my face say otherwise!

Myers

17BThis "iron" will stay silent so long as you do.

Jacob

17BNow tha'ss an idea… But our silence ain't come cheap, yeah?

Taylor

17BWhoa, pump the brakes, man…

Jacob

17BNot now, Tay. I's negotiatin'.

Taylor

17BDo you remember negotiating with Hansen, what happened?

Jacob

17BNot. Now.

V

18ACan't rat if you're flatlinin'.

Jacob

18AIf I do, so do you!

V

18BThat's the NUS President you're talkin' to. Guarantee the White House can offer more than some hermit warlord.

Jacob

18BThe White House? But we already in Hansen's house…

Myers

18BIf we help each other, I'm prepared to pay double what Hansen would.

Taylor

18BJacob…?

Jacob

18BMhm… Aaand what's that s'pose to look like, 'xactly?

Myers

18BThere's enough space for four. It should be easy to stay out of each other's way.

18BBut if any uninvited guests arrive, we'll be counting on you to stand with us.

V

19AThis is your chance. There won't be another.

Jacob

19AShit... But it might could be our last...

19AYou got a deal, Madame Prez.

V

19BSeriously? What's there to consider, chooms?

Jacob

19BChill. Y'know, jus' weighin' the potential pros and cons…

Taylor

19BCan you weigh 'em any fuckin' slower?!

Jacob

19BYou got a deal, Madame Prez.

18BAaand… want me a Rayfield!

Taylor

18BJesus Christ...

Myers

18BUh-huh. Any model in particular?

Jacob

18BShiet, my ass'll fits 'em all the same.

Myers

18BTell me where you want it parked.

Jacob

18BWill do... So long as your bodyguard don't slit our throats come nighttime.

V

20ARest easy, choom. Just mind your manners.

Jacob

20AOK, I promise, momma.

V

20BAll depends on you, chooms. Gonna have my eye on ya.

Jacob

20BLikewise... choom.

18BWell, all-fuckin'-right. We got us a deal.

18BI like to celebrate new chooms by tossin' back a few, but T and I gotsta be sharp. Airdrops come mornin', gotta get up early.

Myers

18BSame here. C'mon, V. It's been a helluva long day.

Myers

21AStill nothing from So Mi?

V

21ARadio silence.

Myers

21AShe's never gone dark this long. Troubling, to say the least.

21AFinally... My legs're killin' me.

21AC'mon, take a breather.

21AI think I've had my fill of surprises for one day.

V

22ASo… what if Songbird don't show?

Myers

22AWe need to wait, it's all we can do for now. If she doesn't show, well…

22AThen... we'll have one other option to consider.

22ABut let's table it till morning. We should get some rest.

22AHeh. Surreal... All of it.

V

22AWhat's that?

Myers

22AI'd've been home by now.

22AReading the evening brief, a glass of water and two sleeping pills waiting on the night table.

V

22ADoesn't sound like you miss it much.

Myers

22AHm.

22ASee you in the morning, V.

Myers

23AShe's not here.

23AMeans she's not coming.

V

24AYou've seen the swarms Hansen has out huntin'. Mighta nabbed 'er.

Myers

24AA possibility. One that concerns me the most.

V

24BSo Mi could be dead already. We're wastin' time.

Myers

24BYou're wrong.

24BI know her, she's a friend. I'm not ready to count her out, let alone sign a death certificate.

V

24CIt's been, what, twelve hours since the crash? Enough time to flee Dogtown, that's sure.

Myers

24CShe'd never leave me behind.

V

24CProtocol?

Myers

24CFriendship.

23AI need to find her. You don't leave your people behind enemy lines.

Johnny

23ACadets still buy that fairy tale bullshit?

Myers

23AWhatever happened, we have to help her.

V

25AGotta talk back-up plan.

Myers

25ANot a plan – a man. The kind we need.

25ASolomon Reed's the name.

25ASeven years ago he headed up our intelligence efforts in Night City. He and So Mi were a team. With the conflict over, he went into hibernation.

25ASo he's out there somewhere.

25AReed's a man of principle. He can't be swayed, can't be bribed. If there's anyone we can trust now, it's him.

V

26AReed guy sounds like an ace up your sleeve. Coulda played 'im already.

Myers

26AActivating a sleeper agent is no simple matter.

26AYou'll need a dog whistle.

V

26AA what now?

Myers

26ADon't tell him I called it that. It's a signal only Reed will hear – it'll be tricky.

26AThere was a secret comms channel, accessed only from a Capitán Caliente nearby. The FIA used it before the war.

26AThe access code was... Zero, nine, three, one.

V

27AOK, seems doable.

Myers

27AAnd I prefer discretion to destruction. I trust that's clear.

V

27AMhm. So what'll happen next?

Myers

27AReed will need to screen you.

27AYou'll show him this.

27AIt means you work for us. A file will be created for you in the FIA database.

V

27AWait, back up… Tellin' me I'm a special agent now?

Myers

27AThat's right. Would taking the oath make it feel more real?

V

28ASeein' as we're on the same side, can't hurt.

Myers

28ARepeat after me...

28AI, V, do hereby solemnly swear...

V

29A"I, V, do hereby solemnly swear--"

Myers

29A"...to faithfully serve the New United States of America."

V

30A"...to faithfully serve the New United States of America."

Myers

30AI vow to uphold the values set forth in the nation's Constitution and represent its government with dignity and due diligence.

V

31AI vow to uphold the values set forth in the nation's Constitution and represent its government with dignity and due diligence.

Myers

31AI pledge to defend my country against all enemies, foreign and domestic. Should this cause claim my life, so be it.

V

32AI pledge to defend my country against all enemies, foreign and domestic. Should this cause claim my life, so be it.

Myers

32AOn behalf of all NUS citizens – I thank you.

32AGood luck out there, V. And don't let the bastards nab you.

V

33AWhere's Jacob?

Taylor

33AFresh airdrop nearby. J went down for a look-see.

V

33BSleep OK? Night all right?

Taylor

33BLike any with a roof overhead – claustrophobic.

33BAs for Jacob... he thrives in dreamland.

33B"C'mon, baby, ever ridden in a Rayfield?" "…my villa with VIP friends..." "...high society..."

33BOn and on till the crack of dawn.

V

33BA man with ambitions, clearly.

Taylor

33BThose and a deviated septum.

V

33CSupposed to go to the local Capitán Caliente. Know the place?

Taylor

33CHeh. It's not my top choice for the hair of the dog.

33CBut it closed down. The business went under and the owner chose the rope.

Johnny

34AY'know, takin' that oath… baaad idea.

V

34AOh yeah?

Johnny

34ASome causes are worth pledgin' your life to, V. This ain't one of 'em.

V

35AHow'd you come to that?

Johnny

35A'Cause with the biz done, their arm'll still be far up your ass, and you'll be a meat puppet.

V

35BYeah, yeah. Fuck the system, fuck Arasaka, fuck the NUSA...

Johnny

35BJesus Christ, V. This ain't some teenage anarchist bootcamp.

34AKnow I was once a corpo jarhead, right? Practically dove into uniform head first.

34AThey had a real hard-on for the oath. "Repeat after me..." blah-di-fuckin' blah.

34ABut… can't remember what I solemnly pledged to do.

V

34ASure you wanna talk about this?

Johnny

34AForget it. You were just due a chewin' out.

34AGotta hand it to ya, V. Wiser than I was back in the day.

34AHey, made the right call not takin' that fascist-ass oath.

34AHuh. That smoke mean Dogtown chose a new pope?

V

34AMaybe the veep crashed Space Force Two.

Johnny

34ACurious as I am, we got an important call to make.

Jacob

34AWell, look who's awake!

34ASee that crazy colored smoke? Yup, wham-bam, one of Hansen's cargo drops, no doubt.

34AShe all yours. I sure as shit ain't makin' that climb.

V

36AThanks for the heads-up. Maybe I'll take a look.

Jacob

36ASure thing.

V

34ADon't wanna climb? Or you're not tellin' me somethin'?

Jacob

34AYou think I'm finna parkour up on one leg?

V

28AKnow what? Changed my mind. Formalities aren't really my thing.

Myers

28AHm. I see. They're half my job, so trust me – I get it. Welcome to the FIA.

28AGood luck out there, V. And don't let the bastards nab you.

V

28BYeah, nah, let's skip the formal thing.

Myers

28BIs there a problem?

V

28B'S just a big commitment, y'know? Can't swear to somethin' I don't believe in.

Myers

28BIt's your choice. I understand this was sudden.

28BGood luck out there, V. And don't let the bastards nab you.

V

28CSecret comms line, presidential token... What's next? A coded message in today's screamsheet?

Myers

28CThat token is for your safety.

28CIf Reed isn't one hundred percent certain I sent you, he won't hesitate to kill you.

V

27BSounds way overcomplicated. Gotta be an easier way.

Myers

27BWe'll call the FIA secret agent hotline and dial his extension… No. This is the only way.

V

27CMeanin' an analogue land-line? That crash tear open a hole in space-time?

Myers

27CWhen sending sensitive information, you use the technology least vulnerable to interception, old or not.

27CThat Caliente should still be wired for it.

V

27COwner have a thing for antiques?

Myers

27CHe had a thing for federal money. And he might still be alive.

27CRemember – zero - nine - three - one.

V

26BSeven years under cover? Guy sounds like a true asset.

26BUsed to be with Arasaka once upon a time. Counterintel. Never saw any "Reed" on file.

Myers

26BAbove your pay grade, maybe? Consider that?

V

26BMaybe I was too busy gettin' my hands wet and dirty.

Myers

26BSo that's a "yes." Go back, up your clearance and check again.

V

37AHow do I find your guy? Guessin' I can't just buzz 'im on his work holo, huh?

Myers

37AActivating a sleeper agent is no simple matter.

V

37BOoh, hard pass. Closed chapter in my life.

Myers

37BGood. Although Reed is likely to keep it open.

V

37BWhy? War's been over seven years.

Myers

37BFor some, wars never end.

V

37CJust might. One day.

Myers

37CDon't mention it to Reed. I don't need you in a body bag.

V

37CAh, another one with an eternal grudge against Arasaka?

Myers

37CReed has good reasons.

V

26CA sleeper agent, no shit? Tell me more. Unless that's, like a... state secret or whatever.

Myers

26CIt is, of the false-bottom drawer variety.

26CLet's say you want to secure your interests on another country's soil. If diplomacy fails, you resort to other means.

V

26CLike a military coup?

Myers

26CThat's one option. Solomon Reed is another, surer one.

V

25BGotta find her myself, sounds like. On my own.

Myers

25BNot entirely. I have just the person to help.

V

25CListen, know we had a calm night, but you gotta leave Dogtown.

Myers

25CHow? In a car trunk, fingers crossed? Hansen's waiting for that sort of desperate attempt.

V

25C'K, gotta be a way, lemme think… Know my share of fixers. Bet we could get one to--

Myers

25COut of the question. They'll hand me over to the highest bidder.

Taylor

23AShe's on the balcony.

23AMornin'. She's on the balcony. Help yourself to some coffee. I made it fresh.

V

22BCan't wait here forever. Place seems safe, but that could change in a flash.

22CHow ya feel about our roommates?

Myers

22CNone too bright, but not entirely useless.

22CAnd two extra guns could always prove handy.

V

22CGonna give 'em that pay day, really?

Myers

22CWhy wouldn't I? They're taking a sizeable risk.

Jacob

18BWatch the master and learn, T. Watch 'n' learn.

Taylor

18BYou're gonna get us killed one of these days.

Jacob

18BMaybe. But least you'll kick it with a smile on yo' face and yo' balls in the right place.

18BSup, V? Shoot some shit wit' me?

18BThen spill it, girl. Workin' for the prez – what's it like? Feds prolly pay stacks, yeah?

V

38AI don't work for Myers. Call it a one-time thing.

Jacob

38ADo you shit in a storm drain and call it a toilet?

V

38ADon't believe me if you want.

Jacob

38ASo you a merc…? Well damn, you hit the jackpot.

V

38AUh-huh... Livin' the dream.

38BEvery hour brings new challenges – can't tell you more than that.

Jacob

38BYo, no doubt, no doubt! Hang with the right peeps, I bet the whole world opens it legs.

38BBusiness trips, lux hotels, joytoys on demand, 'ganic meat, happy hour in orbit – I mean, shit!

38BLike a fuckin' rock star!

V

38BLike a fuckin' rock star...

38CPf, I look like I'm from D.C. to you?

Jacob

38CFuck if I know. Never been.

V

38CNah, I'm Heywood-born and bred.

Jacob

38CDogtown native. No plan to leave neither.

V

38CDon't intend to take your shiny, new Rayfield on a cross-country road trip?

Jacob

38CChoom, the day I believe a word outta anyone mouth will be my last.

V

38CThen why agree to her deal?

Jacob

38C'Cause I's an honorable motherfucker, maybe?

38CShit, folks gotta live by some kinda code.

18BAnyway, you made a wise choice for an overnight. Safe, outta the way... 's even got workin' power.

V

39AMentioned airdrops before. What's that about?

Jacob

39A'S like this – Colonel Hansen runs a big market, but he's landlocked, right? Gotta get his shipments in somehow.

39ATalkin' iron, ammo, meds, fuckin' anything. All fallin' outta the sky and into Kurt's lap.

39ANow, if ya know where 'n' when to look… might fall into your lap instead, feel me?

V

39ATellin' me, finders keepers. Kleppin' from Kurt?

Jacob

39A'S kid stuff. Trickle-down economics, I call it.

V

39BMentioned Kurt Hansen. You 'n' him got some kinda beef?

Jacob

39BSee this junk? Hansen's goons took my 'ganic leg.

V

39BPff, that's tough.

Jacob

39BWas a… conflict of interest. Colonel Dipshit don't appreciate motivated entrepreneurs like myself.

39BWanted to start a little side biz, yeah? But I... "forgot" all about the registration fee.

39BNow I serve as a "warnin' to the rest."

V

39CSo, one thing I don't get... Building's safe, right? So why's it a total ghost town?

Jacob

39CRiiight… Well, tha'ss 'cause it's haunted. But don't worry, baby. You safe wit' me.

V

39CJacob...

Jacob

39CIt's true! Lotta peeps died here. Mysterious circumstances. Like, an aneurysm each and every one.

39COne time, twelve 'runners they found, all they brains fried. Hansen closed the house down, banned entry.

39CAnd the colonel's word mean lots more than some turrets 'n' shit. Folks know to stay away.

V

39CSo what're we still doin' here?

Jacob

39C'Cause fuck him, tha'ss what. And fuck urban legends.

V

40AYou pull the night shift?

Taylor

40AMh, we could call it my part of our deal.

40AAnd an old habit from the Badlands.

V

41ASo, you a nomad?

Taylor

41AI was, once upon a time…

V

41AAbandon your family?

Taylor

41AI betrayed them.

41AI'd rather not get into it.

V

41BBadlands… my old stomping ground.

41BWhich family you in?

Taylor

41BNone now. I took an exit ramp off the roadie life.

V

41BHow come?

Taylor

41BI sold my people out to the Raffens. Fourteen family dead in an ambush at Tipton Peak…

41BHeard enough?

V

42AHeavy, choom.

Taylor

42AWell, you asked.

42AI'm the one who has to live with it.

V

42BYour own family…? How do you even look yourself in the mirror?

Taylor

42BWhat mirror?

42BThis is all I got.

V

40BLookin' for someone. Asian-American woman, 'bout thirty. Seen anyone like that?

Taylor

40BIt doesn't ring a bell. But shit, you can't ask her to meet at a bar like a normal choom?

Myers

18BWell, V? Do you plan to slit these two gentlemen's throats?

V

18CLive to see another day. Always somethin'.

Taylor

18CIn Dogtown? Oh boy, lucky me...

Myers

18CWho said anything about Dogtown?

18CScratch my back, and I'll scratch yours. I have the power to get you out of here. Give you a new city, a new identity. Chance to start over.

Taylor

18CJacob…?

V

18DYou lost choom? Last I checked, we're in Dogtown.

18DDon't tell me it's you two against the town here. One little misstep, 'n' you're scop.

Myers

18DWould you rather die in Dogtown? Or find yourself a nice place across the city line? Your choice.

Taylor

18DJacob…?

V

18EChooms, for fuck's sake.

18EWe're all just tryin' to survive here. So cool it, stop talkin' scop and state your price.

Jacob

18EOne million.

Myers

18EFine. On one condition. You'll help, lend us miscellaneous support.

V

18FYou negotiated with Hansen? What was that about?

Jacob

18FNuttin'. A small misunderstandin'.

Taylor

18FThey macheted his leg off.

Jacob

18FYou motherfuck-- rrrgh…

18FWas a… conflict of interest. Colonel Dipshit don't appreciate motivated entrepreneurs like myself.

18FNow my question is... What can you offer us that's better?

Taylor

16ABack the hell up!

Jacob

16AYou done asked for this!

16AHeh. Only a gonkass fool would spit on an offer like that…

Taylor

16AFinally.

16AThat's better.

Jacob

10AI be damned…!

V

4ANow whadda we have here…?

4AEh, shit... thing needs a little go-go juice to wake up.

Myers

Is this the place...?

They didn't leave me a choice. Whoever they were.

V

44AThat's two fewer problems down the line. Tough but necessary.

Myers

44AYes… yes, you're right.

V

44BDeluding yourself come naturally?

Myers

44BYears of practice.

The bodies… we really should do something. I saw a chute in the hallway.

Another problem solved.

Don't know about you, but I've about had it with today.

Tomorrow will come quickly. I need to rest.

V

Here? What if more like them show up?

Myers

That chute's not goin' anywhere.

V

You serious?

Myers

Come on.

Jacob

Oh shit, oh shit!

Myers

Good news, finally!

V

Clear!

Old Thorton engine, pretty run down. A little bit of CHOOH left too... If the fuel's not degraded, it could actually run.

Buuut can't start it. Not without a power source.

Eh, shit... thing needs a little go-go juice to wake up.

Johnny

Bound to be a battery somewhere in this junkheap.

V

Aye aye, Chief Engineer Silverhand. Fuck me…

C'mon… Come to mama…

Johnny

Hm, surgical precision.

Myers

Find cover, go.

Jacob

Welcome to high fuckin' society!

V

Now whadda we have here…?

Johnny

How about we walk through our sitch real quick instead?

Songbird – S-tier netrunner, promises a panaceum, a cure-all, then gets wiped off the map.

Myers

Fuck this…

I hate blackmail.

Jacob

Not sure I trust this silence, yo?

Myers

What V means is she won't harm you as long as you don't give her reason to.

Jacob

Shit, I get it. Not my biz.

KURT VOICE

Mark my words… another war's on its way.

Johnny

Sure you'll cook somethin' up.

V

Eh, shit... thing needs a little go-go juice to wake up.

Big mistake, choom!

Myers

Fuck this…

Shit…