Sccgtgrd.msg

{{dialoguefile Dialogue for Carlson's guards near the force field at the Central Council.

{100}{}{Yet another guard. Somebody must breed them, since they all look alike.} {101}{}{Still a guard. Probably doesn't like you.} {102}{}{You look at him closely and you're convinced he's a guard.} {103}{}{You're not authorized to be here.} {104}{}{Can I see your pass?} {105}{}{This is government property. Move on, stranger.} {106}{}{You're the one Merk called about? Okay, let him through, boys.} {107}{}{This checks out. Stand aside, boys.} {108}{}{Okay, you're clear. Open the gate, boys.} {109}{}{You're the one Merk called about? Okay, let her through, boys.} {110}{}{I'm on duty. No time for socializing.} {111}{}{Hey, nice shoes.} {112}{}{You should go about your business.}