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Friday
living
tonight.
to
Let go.
I'm los
Look at me.
My face
are here. We must meet. Come to Thomas
Diner.
Can't right now. You're only hanging in
there as it is. You may recall that I
saved your life. I need you to return
the famer. I
haven't managed to get my head straight
yet. Not after everything that happened.
That will not happen anytime soon. And
so what?
If you intend to leave, you must reenter
the ring. Dell has already told
Diner. I am waiting.
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Welcome to today's local news on N54.
I'm Jillian Jordan.
For the third consecutive year.
Hello, I'm Eric with WNS News. Today is
the second history. Mayor Lucius Ry has
passed away.
We learned of Mayor Ryan's death from
his family. He died peacefully in his
sleep. The exact cause of his death has
not been released, but initial suggest
coronary
deputy may
well
have also announced plans to run for
today. We all mourn the untimely loss of
our mayor and dear friend, Lucius Ry.
When we dried our tears, we must look
to the future.
I'm glad you
Heat. Heat.
sit.
You do not look so bad.
Then in the car, I doubted you would
survive.
What's it you actually want from me?
To begin, you must tell me where to find
Evelyn Parker.
Evelyn, what's she to you?
She and Yorino Barasaka had intimate
relations. She knows how to get to him.
You're thinking I would have a war with
her myself. She promised to help me get
rid of the chip.
I would not count on that. She's likely
gone very far away.
Why you figure she skipped town?
I tried to locate her but had no
success. I suspect she covered her
trucks. You said Parker could help you
remove the relic. Does she work for a
corporation?
Don't think so. No.
Can you expand?
Don't matter how much perfume a corpo
sprays on mornings. By lunch that's
replaced by the stench of skull duggery.
Only thing I caught from Evelyn was
determination.
And I too stink of skull duggery.
Nope. You're starting to stink. Period.
Sorry I couldn't be of any help.
Don't have any time to lose. So
wait, I need you.
Yorinoasaka
must answer for this crime of patriide.
Looking for justice in Night City. I
seek revenge. Much more feasible here. I
have allies prepared to bring Yorino to
his knees. The only thing I need is
proof. And you think they'll trust the
word of a merc.
I have nothing better now. Also, I know
no one here and I am a fugitive. I am
hunted.
So what? We stroll into Arasaka HQ and
announce that Yorobu is a king killer,
that he murdered Saburo. We'll get the
hearing before reasonable people in a
neutral location. Certain procedures
will be used to establish the truth.
A lie detector, forget it.
In that case, another option. You are
dying. You do not know how to save
yourself.
A chip. The relic is a culprit.
Technology made by Arasaka.
Technology they alone know.
This corporation can save you as easily
as it can make you disappear. It is
merely about getting the right people on
your side. Politics.
You mean people like Anders Helman? You
know this name? How?
Prepped for the heist thoroughly. Relic
is Helman's design, his creation.
And true. He's a pawn. I was thinking of
one much more powerful. Besides, and
Helman escaped to Arasaka, betrayed it.
Great.
Now, Hanako Sama, I would first like to
ask you
[ __ ] suckers scums everywhere.
Hey, I was listening to that.
Shut up. Nobody except you wants to
watch that [ __ ] about that corpo [ __ ]
What did you say?
You heard me.
Let it go, Takamura.
H at least one of you's got some [ __ ]
sense.
Thanks for the offer.
Need to think about it. Get back to you.
I need time to plan, organize. You stand
to gain much if you help me.
All I ask is that you do not leave the
city.
Leave? Why would I leave? Need help.
Best chance I'll find the right person
here.
Someone other than Arasaka specialist.
There's no one. No alternative.
Actually, we just talked about some
Anders Helman. He invented the relic. If
I want to get rid of it, he's my man.
And if that means picking another fight
with Arisaka, so be it.
Helman defected from the company. I
myself spent many days looking for him.
He
What's the expression?
Dropped off the face of the earth.
Why are you looking for Helman?
He was the one to alert Sabrosan to
Yorino's schemes. He knew both of them
well and could be an important witness.
Corporal rats will squeal when hanging
by their tails.
For several days, I collected the
information. All leads point to one
place, the club called the afterlife.
I was quickly dismissed by the queen of
fixers there. Rogue.
She take you for a suit? No, she saw me
as Saburro Sama's killer.
Rogue's well informed. Gets wind of most
things that happen in the city. Might be
worth asking her about Helman.
I wish you luck. Dolma is choosy,
expensive, and rude.
With a bit of luck, I'll track down
Evelyn.
If she could not help you before, she
will not manage to now.
Honor among thieves. Ever heard of it?
Yes. I thought it ironic. Thieves have
none. There's just honor. I believe your
noble Arasaka would agree. I'm sure
the parka woman will not help you. Why
are you? I would think about the plan B.
I cannot stay here any longer.
Do what you want. Look for Parker,
Helma, forever. I must see some friends
call in some favors. When my people in
Arasaka are ready to listen, I will call
you.
Till then I guess
if by some miracle you'll find Helman.
Please notify me. He and I have
unfinished business.
Zapper dumples and filth. In some ways,
Night City never changes.
Our Saka is still a despotic machine and
the world's on a collision course with
chaos. But hey, at least Rogue's still
alive.
You know, you got some nerve. First you
had to kill me. Now you want to be my
pal. Make it like nothing happened.
You know you don't got to speak out loud
to talk to me.
What do you want?
And I've processed some [ __ ] Changed my
mind. Don't want you dead anymore. Go
[ __ ] yourself, dick wipe.
Hey, wasn't easy for me either. You woke
up in a landfill. I woke up in your
head, wrestling with your thoughts,
memories. Think we're even.
And I've taken a step back, looked at
things, think we might be able to help
each other. We could start with Rogue.
Her and I go back to the Stone Age.
You're the ghost of Christ's past,
[ __ ] Any friends you had are either
dead or so old their memories gone.
Johnny Silverhand died a legend. Nobody
forgets that.
So you [ __ ] know Rogue. What do I say
to her? Got a talking brain tumor claims
it's her old friend Johnny.
Trust me, Rog's heard dumber [ __ ] than
that. Way back when you weren't even an
itch in your daddy's ball sack.
Don't need convincing. Seen your
memories arose.
Rogal dance to any tune I player. Just
get us to the afterlife.
There is no us.