Philippe is the executive chef for White Glove Society at the Ultra-Luxe in Fallout: New Vegas.
Background
As a child, Philippe was raised by a father who walked out on him at the age of five, and a mother who was a "deranged chem fiend" that regularly introduced "strange men" into their house, asking Philippe to call them "Uncle."[1] Philippe also had a brother and multiple sisters.[1] His sisters would lock him in a shipping crate when they didn't want him around.[1]
At the Ultra Luxe, Philippe serves as the executive chef for the casino's Gourmand,[2][3] a position which he has held for years.[4] He is known for having an "obsession" for fresh ingredients.[5] In his tenure, he has transformed Brahmin Steak into a "delicacy" that everyone wants to try.[2] Phillipe has also been attempting to approximate the taste of human flesh with substitutes,[4] keeping hand-written recipes of his various experiments.[6] His one recipe for "Sweet Veal" went through the most revisions, with the Courier being able to use it to create Imitation Strange Meat Pie.[6] Mortimer states that he "wouldn't be surprised" if Philippe occasionally snuck human flesh into his dishes to make them "really come alive."[3]
Philippe considers himself to be the "supreme ruler of the Nevada dining scene" and the "god of New Vegas brahmin fusion cuisine."[7][8] While he enjoys working for the White Glove Society, he feels that he is not paid his worth, adding that too many people are "skimming off the top."[9] The Courier can suggest that Philippe's temper and tendency to yell is the result of the past trauma of his childhood.[1][10]
Interactions overview
| Interactions | ||
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| This character is involved in quests. |
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Inventory
| Apparel | Weapon | Other items | On death |
|---|---|---|---|
| Formal wear | Cleaver | Philippe's recipes Ultra-Luxe freezer key |
Notes
- He is one of only five characters in the base game to have "Very Evil" Karma, the others being Cook-Cook, Duke, Mortimer and Vulpes Inculta.
- If the player leaves the kitchen after locking him in the pantry, he will disappear from the game world.
Quotes
- "I'm the fucking god of New Vegas brahmin fusion cuisine, that's who. No, no, that doesn't even give me the credit I deserve. I fucking invented edible food."
- "Well then why the fuck are you still standing there like you aren't the lowest form of life ever to be flushed down the evolutionary toilet?"
- "Well why don't you fucking try checking the serving table in the wine room, for fuck's sake? Circular room, two rooms down? Ring any bells? Christ!"
Appearances
Philippe appears in Fallout: New Vegas.
References
- ↑ 1.0 1.1 1.2 1.3 Courier: "[Medicine] You may be projecting. Tell me more about your parents."
Philippe: "[?] Oh. I see how it is. You think because my father walked out on us when I was five, now I have to yell at people. Or because my mother was a deranged chem fiend who regularly brought strange men home who told me to call them uncle. Or because my sisters would lock me in a shipping crate when they didn't want me around... and my brother... God, I'd forgotten about that. How could they do that to me? [SUCCEEDED] I... I can't stay here. I need to be alone."
(Philippe/Dialogue) - ↑ 2.0 2.1 Courier: "Heck Gunderson said he was here to talk business with you. What business?"
Marjorie (Fallout: New Vegas): "What else? Mr. Gunderson and I have been discussing his livestock. It's put us in rather a delicate position, you see, his coming here. Not that we aren't grateful for his generous offer. But our executive chef Philippe has transformed brahmin steak into a delicacy. He really is a genius. Everyone wants it. But a delicacy is just that - delicate. If everyone can get it, it ceases to be a delicacy. It becomes a perfectly ordinary staple. And if the Gourmand served staples, it would no longer draw the caliber of people it deserves. It'd be a diner or a... a family restaurant. So as much as we'd all love for there to be enough steak for everyone, I'm afraid there are more important things to consider."
(Marjorie (Fallout: New Vegas)/Dialogue) - ↑ 3.0 3.1 Courier: "Will you serve human flesh at the Gourmand?"
Mortimer (Fallout: New Vegas): "Oh, I very much doubt that. What fun would it be if everyone could have it? Then again, I wouldn't be surprised if our chef used it here and there as a secret ingredient to make his dishes really come alive."
(Mortimer (Fallout: New Vegas)/Dialogue) - ↑ 4.0 4.1 Courier: "Any suggestions on how to get Ted out?"
Chauncey (Fallout: New Vegas): "[...] Philippe has been trying to approximate the taste of human flesh for years. He must have a recipe somewhere."
(Chauncey (Fallout: New Vegas)/Dialogue) - ↑ Courier: "Where are they keeping Ted?"
Chauncey (Fallout: New Vegas): "I don't know exactly. I wasn't in on it. I think some of them have stopped trusting me. But you can bet they're keeping him near the Gourmand. Our chef, Philippe, has an obsession with fresh ingredients. It'd be back in the members only section, so you'll have to be careful. Don't be seen, and more importantly, don't let them see Ted in the open. It's guarded both at the lobby entrance and in the access tunnels leading from the main restaurant."
(Chauncey (Fallout: New Vegas)/Dialogue) - ↑ 6.0 6.1 Philippe's recipes: "This is a stack of hand-written recipes, obviously experimental, with many sections crossed out and notes scribbled in the margins. The one that seems to have gone through the most revision is called "Sweet Veal," however the notes indicate a desire to make it taste not like veal but human flesh."
- ↑ Courier: "[Barter 55] <Lie> I'm here to talk business. Interested in putting out a cookbook?"
Philippe: "[SUCCEEDED] What, me? The supreme ruler of the Nevada dining scene? Teach lowlife half-wits to make food that doesn't smell like burning excrement? Do you think it would sell?"
(Philippe/Dialogue) - ↑ Courier: "Who do you think you are, talking to me that way?"
Philippe: "Who do-? Who the fuck do you think I am? I'm the fucking god of New Vegas brahmin fusion cuisine, that's who. No. No. That doesn't even give me the credit I deserve. I fucking invented edible food! Do you like eating? Good. You owe me your entire goddamned garbage existence."
(Philippe/Dialogue) - ↑ Courier: "[Barter 55] It'll be huge. I'll advance you a hundred caps, plus half the gross."
Philippe: "[SUCCEEDED] All right. Don't get me wrong, I love my job here, but they don't pay me what I'm worth. Too many people skimming off the top. Take these. Should be plenty for a book in there. That's all I'm giving. Don't expect me to write some fancy introduction."
(Philippe/Dialogue) - ↑ Courier: "[Medicine 55] Your predisposition towards anger suggests unresolved issues in your past."
Philippe: "[?] What kind of harebrained fucking psychobabble bullshit is that? I yell at people because I like yelling at people and because they fucking deserve it. Not because Mumsy and Daddy-kins didn't hug me enough."
(Philippe/Dialogue)
