Scbuster.msg

Dialogue for Buster, weapons seller at Buster's Fine Emporium of Armament in NCR Town.

{100}{}{You see a little grease-stained guy.} {101}{}{You're looking at Buster, the gun guy.} {102}{}{This guy's clothes are ragged and he's got gun-bluing all over his hands, arms, and face. Still, he seems pretty cheerful.} {103}{}{Hey, welcome to Buster's Fine Emporium of Armament! I'm Buster and there ain't nobody else. Got some fine goods here and on my shelves. Check it out. I'm ready to deal.} {104}{}{Hey, back again? What can I do for you?} {105}{}{Anything else?} {106}{}{Want gun.} {107}{}{What do you got?} {108}{}{Maybe you can fix me up something special?} {109}{}{I've got some questions} {110}{}{Goodbye.} {111}{}{A fine choice!} {112}{}{Well, you got yourself a steal there, partner.} {113}{}{Not to rush you, stranger, but I got work to do.} {114}{}{Sure, stranger, what do you want to know?} {115}{}{Tell me about NCR} {116}{}{What's the deal with Merk?} {117}{}{What can you tell me about Frank Westin?} {118}{}{I'm looking for a meeting with Old Man Carlson. Know anybody who could help me?} {119}{}{Do you have a GECK?} {120}{}{That's nice stranger, but I ain't no charity.} {121}{}{Maybe. Just might have a Triveld x10 rifle scope - would fit just fine on a hunting rifle, if somebody was interested. Let it go cheap -- $500.} {122}{}{Hey, you already cleaned me out.} {123}{}{Sure, it's a deal} {124}{}{No, thanks.} {125}{}{New California Republic - that's what it is. President Tandi and the bunch say they're trying to rebuild the old days; I figure they're just trying to grab whatever they can. Hell, I got no complaint with them - the old days is all before my time. They're kind of a prissy bunch, though - don't like slaves, gambling, whatnot. That's why I set up out here. Don't like rules - never have.} {126}{}{I see.} {127}{}{Goodbye.} {128}{}{I don't mess with Mr. Merk and it don't pay to go gossiping about him. You got questions, go ask about him at the Rawhide.} {129}{}{I see.} {130}{}{Goodbye.} {131}{}{Frank Westin? You mean that Congress guy? Got himself a spread out west of town. Brahmin man - big wheel in the Stockman's Association. He's always looking for hands, if you're wanting work.} {132}{}{I see.} {133}{}{Goodbye.} {134}{}{Funny you go asking that after what happened to Frank Westin. Not that I'd know, but there's a fellow - Merk - down at the Rawhide who might be able to help you.} {135}{}{I see.} {136}{}{Goodbye} {137}{}{That one of them pre-war imports? Let me guess, 14mm ammo? Nope, ain't got one.} {138}{}{I see.} {139}{}{Goodbye} {140}{}{Look, I can't do this on anything but a hunting rifle. It's the way the mount's built, understand?} {141}{}{I see.} {142}{}{Goodbye.} {143}{}{The joint's closed. Bug off.} {144}{}{God! Come back at a decent hour, will ya?} {145}{}{Come back when I'm open - and close the tent flap behind ya.} {146}{}{I'm closed.} {147}{}{Look, just get out or Mr. .45 is gonna get unhappy!} {148}{}{Wrong move, stranger.} {149}{}{Here is what I have on this shelf. If you need anything else make sure to check out the other shelves also.}