No Fawkes, you cannot turn Rivet City into a pile of burning scrap.
I do not care if they're hostile now, they'll forget about it.
And I do not care if I stole that Nuka Cola Seagrave Holmes has on his desk and drank it. It was a mistake.
Hey! You put down that fatman right now!
I am serious, we can just run from this.
Goddamnit Fawkes! Everyone is dead!
Oh, I can't stay mad at you, you're my best friend.
Come here now, I want you to carry these power armors I bought.