Security Guards/Unused Dialogues

This page contains all unused dialogues from the Security Guards.

Gameplay	Datamined / Unused

Datamined/Unused dialogues

Outlast: Whistleblower

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Campbell: This is Campbell. Listen up. I need everybody out. Everybody make your way to the Admin Block for evacuation. Murkoff's sending in a tactical team.
Campbell: Repeat, everybody to the Admin Block and out! Leave nobody behind. Once Murk Tac gets in the building, anything moving is gonna get dead real fast.

The Outlast Trials

Talking to a scientist
Scientist: You look like you're sucking on a lemon. Guard: Sorry? Scientist: You've a sour face. Something you don't like? Guard: No, no. Just, uh... Feel bad for 'em, I guess. Scientist: Murkoff wouldn't do it if the benefit wasn't worth the cost.
Scientist: You have to harden yourself, my boy. It's a hard world they're coming from. They wouldn't be here if they weren't in a pickle. Guard: If I can say it, sir. I don't think they'd of signed up if they knew what was coming. Scientist: "What was coming?" You mean here, in the Trials? Guard: Yeah. Scientist: I think you need to consider what's coming if we fail. Communism. Anarchy. Atomic annihilation. There's no cost too high.
Scientist: The future of the free world may be sitting in that chair. Guard: Yessir.
Scientist: You need to cheer up. Yours is the first face a lot of these volunteers see in Sinyala. Guard: This is just how my face looks. Scientist: If you saw somebody going in for surgery; they were going to be cut open, but to fix their heart or remove some cancer. How would you look at them? It would be scary, but you would smile, right? Guard: I guess I would. I'll try, sir.
Guard: Can I ask you something? Scientist: Please do. Guard: Where's all this lead? Scientist: Well. If Doctor Easterman's theories prove true, then it leads to healing, and improvement to the point of ascendance. To rebirth. Guard: Like being born again? Scientist: Yes. Guard: There's only one man can do that for you. And he's a carpenter, not a doctor.
Guard: Lotta screaming from down there. Scientist: Would you like to see what they're doing? Guard: No. No, I expect not.
Scientist: I see you talking to yourself sometimes here. Guard: A lot of the guys do it. Long hours, lonely work. Scientist: What do you talk to yourself about? Guard: I pray. For them, mostly. The reagents. I hope that's not a problem. Scientist: No. No. I wouldn't say our work here is spiritual, but faith is central to it.
Scientist: Are you unhappy here? Guard: It's not a bad job. Scientist: Because we're always looking for more volunteers for the Trials. Guard: No, I'm happy. I'd say I'm happy in my work.
Scientist: Do you believe in science? Guard: I'm a Christian, sir. Scientist: Hmm. Religion was the cause of and solution to all our problems two hundred years ago. But ever since Mister Oppenheimer's opus, we're in a more scientific trouble. I hope science can get us out.
Scientist: You'd feel better about this. If you saw what they became. Guard: The Reagents? Scientist: Yes. Once they've completed the therapy. They're... Guard: Sir? Scientist: I think you told me once that you're a Christian. Well what you're going to see here are miracles.
Guard: Can I ask you something, sir? Scientist: Go ahead. Guard: I looked up the word "reagents," and it said they're chemicals used to make formulas react. Scientist: That's correct. Guard: So. Why does Murkoff call the prisoners... Scientist: Patients Guard: Sure, yeah, why do they call the patients "reagents?" Scientist: The formula is the future. It’s the history of the century to come. What we're building here is the reaction.
Scientist: There are some difficult days here, aren't there? Guard: I try not to complain. But, um. Yeah. Sometimes I got pretty heavy things to pray on. Scientist: If only you saw the things they're doing in Russia. In Red China. You'd pray for nothing but Murkoff's success.
Talking to a scientist - Project Breach
Scientist: She's a woman alone. And she's surviving, and you're telling me these areas are too dangerous to search with a team of men? Guard: We've been searching, and we've had multiple injuries. Scientist: That's your fucking job. That's what the helmets are for. We need to find her. Guard: We're trying. I don't know what else I can say. Scientist: If Murkoff sends the boys from upstairs, we're all gonna be in trouble. Find her.
Scientist: Technical difficulties. Guard: Things are breaking. More than usual. Scientist: This isn't just vandalism. Where's this all leading? She's been ripping pieces off of rigs and doortraps and broadcast antenna. What is this? Guard: Sabotage, maybe. Scientist: No. Jesus Christ. She's building something.
Scientist: Find her! I don't care how you do it. Guard: We're putting all our resources toward it. Scientist: Well do more. Cut the oxygen off and sort the bodies. Let some night hunters loose, I don't know. Nothing has higher priority. Guard: Yes, sir.
Scientist: Where else can we search? Guard: Every place even vaguely survivable has been thoroughly combed. Scientist: Look again. Look in the places explicitly non-survivable. Guard: How are we going to do that and not get killed? Scientist: Not my problem.
Idle - Male Guard 1
(Yawn) ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 )
(Indecipherable mumbling) ( 2 ) ( 3 )
(Indecipherable mumbling) ( 2 )
Idle - Male Guard 2
(Yawn) ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 ) ( 5 ) ( 6 ) ( 7 ) ( 8 ) ( 9 ) ( 10 ) ( 11 ) ( 12 )
During Trials - Male Guard 1
Poor bastards.
Lambs to the slaughter.
I guess they got it coming...
Creepy fuckers.
Bunk lizards are back out.
Don't look at me, you deviant.
I guess it's a living.
Don't even know what's happening to them.
Keep walking.
Just a job.
Sure, brother, you and me both.
Barely even people...
Doctor's orders.
Pigsnout's fuckin' killin' me...
Butter and eggs, brother. Butter and eggs.
You never get used to it, do you?
Keep an eye on those two. They look like trouble.
I'm not gonna be able to sleep after this shit.
Just give me a reason, I swear to god...
Buncha guinea pigs in grandma gear. This is gonna take forever.
I guess that's one way to keep 'em down on the farm.
Decent place for a bunch of sheep....
Shove along there, cattle.
Keep it moving, creeps.
Never get used to that smell.
Can't believe this shit's happening in America.
I guess they volunteered for it but... jeeze.
Not your business, bud.
Not my problem. Just doing the job.
You seen what the insides of these guys' heads look like when they cut 'em open? ( 2 )
Christ, it just keeps going, doesn't it?
Wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.
Ain't that a kick in the short arm.
How much you think all this cost Murkoff?
My own backyard. Jesus Christ.
Run, little mice.
Man, the ex-pop's gettin' edgy.
I'll pray for you.
You'll be okay.
Trust in God.
God help you.
Have faith.
(Breathing) ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 ) ( 5 ) ( 6 ) ( 7 ) ( 8 ) ( 9 )
During Trials - Male Guard 2
White coats are gonna be pissed if you don't keep it moving.
They said it's for your own good.
You lot ain't done yet.
Hoo boy, y'all gonna be in trouble.
The hell kind of disease could this be the treatment for?
What a load of bunk.
God damnit. Jittery god damn...
Gimme a reason. Please.
I seen you before. Like, out in the world...
I guess that's one way to get it done.
Well they're ugly but they're sure as shit tough.
The white coats are gonna love this shit.
The hell does that prove?
Y'all are making Murkoff's day, I'll tell you that much.
Look at them guinea pigs scurry.
Jesus, are they enjoying this?
Commie membership card's the only ticket you need.
You sick sons of bitches.
They're deviants. They ain't like you.
I don't know who's worse, the patients or the doctors.
I guess everybody's got it coming eventually.
I guess this is somebody's idea of fun.
More meat for the grinder.
You and me both, pal.
Sugar Loaf Hill all over again. Christ what I wouldn't give for a...
I ain't never telling anybody about this shit.
"Gee honey, I don’t know why dad spends so much time in bars..."
Ain't it a living, though.
The fuck these eggheads think they're gonna get out of this?
Better be worth it.
Shall we gather hmm hmm river, the beatiful mmm mm river... etc.
I can't watch this.
Almost over.
At least we're not the fucking janitors.
What a bunch of rubes.
I'm gonna need a beer tonight.
...Wish they'd just gas the whole place. Let god sort 'em.
Fucking science.
During Orphanage
Barely even people.
Doctor's orders.
It's not fucking killing me.
Butter and eggs, brother. Butter and eggs.
Never get used to it, do ya?
Keep an eye on those two. Don't like trouble.
I'm not gonna be able to sleep after this shit.
Just give me a reason, I swear to god!
Bunch of guinea pigs in grandma gear. It's gonna take forever.
Guess that's one way to keep them down on the farm.
This some place for bunch of sheep.
Shovel on there, cattle.
Don't look at me, you deviant.
... I guess that's a living.
Pshh. Don't even know what's happening to them.
Yeah, keep walking.
Yeah. Just a job.
Sure, brother. You and me both.
Poor bastards.
Lambs of the slaughter.
I guess they got it coming.
Creepy fuckers.
Bunk lizards are back out.
Huh.. Wait till they got a load of moala.
Pitcher
Laughing boy seems cheerful today.
Never get used to that smell.
Can't believe this shit is happening in America.
I guess they volunteered for it. But, jeez.
Not your business, bud.
Officer in Rebirth Entrance
My name's Rex Millionaire VonHugecock, Murkoff moved me to this facility after my raw sexual charisma caused too many psychosomatic pregnancies at Mount Massive. I'm basically the only guy here who matters; after I won that nobel prize for charm and good looks, this really felt like the only challenge left.