Fallout
Created by: Graham Wagner, Geneva Robertson-Dworet
Based on: Fallout by Bethesda Softworks
Stars: Ella Purnell (Lucy MacLean), Aaron Moten (Maximus), Kyle MacLachlan (Hank MacLean), Moisés Arias (Norm MacLean), Xelia Mendes-Jones (Dane), Frances Turner (Barb Howard), Walton Goggins (The Ghoul / Cooper Howard)
Season 2 – Episode 1
Episode title: The Innovator
Original release date: December 16, 2025 (Amazon Prime Video)
Plot: In 2077, a group of bar patrons are killed after they unknowingly confronted the real Robert House, the CEO of RobCo Industries. Back in 2296, Lucy and the Ghoul kill a group of Great Khans in Novac, located outside of New Vegas. They follow the trail left by Lucy’s dad, Hank, leading them to a derelict Vault 24. Meanwhile, Hank enters an empty Vault-Tec facility, resuming his work for the company alone. Back in the Vaults, in Vault 31, Norm releases all the cryogenically frozen Vault-Tec junior executives. In Vault 32, new Overseer Steph struggles in her role. In Vault 33, while fixing the Vault’s water chip, Overseer Betty encourages Reg to start a new club. In a flashback, Cooper Howard attempts to escape with his daughter, Janey, after learning of Vault-Tec’s true intentions. But Moldaver persuades Cooper to stay and continue to spy on his wife, Barb, when she goes to Las Vegas to meet with Mr. House.
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Fallout – S02E01 – The Innovator | Transcript
THE MAN WHO KNEW
[♪ Peggy Lee: “Cheek to Cheek”]
♪ Heaven ♪
♪ I’m in heaven ♪
[Mr. Handy] Could I help you have a better day?
♪ And my heart beats so
that I can hardly speak ♪
[crowd shouting]
♪ And I seem to find…
[Robert House] Look, our primary concern at RobCo Industries is creating greater efficiency in the workplace. If the American government needs a hand in settling our more international disputes… well they know who to call.
[Bill] Goddamn parasite is what he is. We didn’t vote for this dumb maggot.
[stranger] Oh, yes we did.
[pool balls clacking]
[lighter flicking]
[Robert] Every dollar spent is a vote cast. And that fellow right there, he has more votes than every one of those pan-headed politicians in Washington.
You his biggest fan or somethin’?
[tense music playing]
[Robert] Why yes. Yes, I believe I am. And if the will of the American people was to endow that man with a significant portion of its wealth, well… well, good golly, that can’t be a bad thing now, can it? What trade are you in, friend?
Construction.
[Robert] Ah. So you must use the H&H Nail Gun. It’s a marvelous machine. Nice in the hands, smooth action. Sure beats using a silly old hammer, doesn’t it? Why, I thought you’d be grateful.
“Grateful.” [chuckles] I think you’re in the wrong bar, pal.
[Robert] Hmm, obsolescence. [clicking tongue] It’s a heck of a thing. You know, I try and see it from your perspective, but it’s hard to imagine being so dim as to be caught off guard by the inevitable.
[grunting]
[stranger]
[Robert] Ah… Ah! Hit me in the mouth. I think I’d enjoy it.
[grunting]
[wheezing, groaning]
[men laughing]
[Robert] I’m rarely wrong, but let’s move on.
[button clicking]
[Robert] That is $31 million. Now, what would you do for all of that money? Short of ideas? Well, that’s no surprise. How ’bout I offer you one?
[objects rustling]
[Robert] Allow me to put this… on the back of your neck.
What the hell is it?
[Robert] Oh, just call it good old-fashioned market research. All I’m asking you to do is to insert this into the back of your neck, and all that nice money right there is yours.
How about I break those hands you’ve never used? See if you even notice.
[Robert] [laughing]
Then we’ll take his money. These fucking rich people are so…
Eh, well…
[gasping]
[grunting]
[high-pitched ringing]
[ringing stops]
[Robert] I’d like for you to do me a small favor.
[Black Box activates]
[Robert] Get rid of your friends.
[Bill’s friend] Bill. Bill. Oh!
[Robert] Ooh! Ooh! Oh, you fellows do use the H&H Nail Gun!
[loud thudding]
[Robert] You should feel good about it. You paid for all of this!
[bat cracking, clattering]
[stranger chuckles]
[dial turns]
[dial turns]
[Black Box sound intensifies]
[dramatic music playing]
[body thuds]
[squelches]
♪ Heaven ♪
♪ Ooh, I’m in heaven ♪
[Robert] The world may end, but progress marches on.
♪ And I seem to find
the happiness I seek ♪
♪ When we’re out together
dancing cheek to cheek ♪♪
♪♪
[Nick The Prick] Khans!
I got something real exciting for you today.
[inhaler hissing]
[Nick] This asshole has been tormentin’ us Khans since before your granddaddies were born. And today!
[chuckles]
[Nick] Some little bounty hunter put him right in our fuckin’ laps. So, now we settle the score! How do you feel about that?
[ominous music playing]
[Ghoul] Didn’t that used to be a store? I think I bought a soda pop there ’bout 25 years back.
[Nick] Are you about fuckin’ done? We got some justice to…
[Ghoul] Darla! Yeah, woman behind the counter, her name was Darla. She was a reasonable woman ’til you matching-jacket motherfuckers had to move in. Well, it’s been nice chattin’ with y’all, but if it’s okay with you… I’m about ready to get on with it. What, you can’t hear me? I’ll say it louder. I said… I’m about ready to get on with it.
[vocalist yodeling]
[Nick] To get on with it! … Fuck. [grunting]
[rope creaking]
[Ghoul choking]
[Nick laughing]
[sighs]
[laughter continues]
[Nick] Well, you…
[Lucy MacLean] Hi, excuse me. Hi. ‘Scuse me. So sorry. I’m hoping you can settle an argument between myself and my traveling companion there. We are hunting down my father, who is not a good guy. And on this journey, we found ourselves in need of food and supplies. Plan A was to leave you alone and avoid this scenario altogether, but we’ve tried that, and I’d just start starving to death.
[chuckles] [choking]
[Lucy] Plan B—his idea, by the way—was for me to turn him over to you so that you would open up your safe and give me the considerable bounty you put out on him.
[Ghoul] Fucking shoot!
[Lucy] The idea was I would shoot him down, he’d take your weapons, and use whatever violence necessary in order for us to escape. Which, in my experience thus far is… it’s a lot of violence, so… I’m really, really hoping you’ll agree to Plan C?
[Nick] What’s Plan C?
[choking]
[Lucy] You just let us go. And we keep the caps you gave me, which to be clear, we do need for our survival. And just to ask the question, would it help if I said “please”?
[Nick] Whoever kills the girl gets to eat the dog.
[men cheering]
[Lucy] Okeydokey!
[gunshot]
[vocalist yodeling]
[gunfire]
[Dogmeat whimpering] Ah, jeez.
[gunfire continues]
[grunting] Ah, fuck!
[Ghoul] Fucking amateur.
[♪ Marty Robbins: “Big Iron”]
♪ To the town of Agua Fria
rode a stranger one fine day ♪
♪ Hardly spoke to folks
around him ♪
♪ Didn’t have too much to say ♪
[gun clicking]
[Dogmeat barking]
♪ No one dared to ask his business,
no one dared to make a slip ♪
[gunfire continues]
♪ The stranger there among them ♪
♪ Had a big iron on his hip,
big iron on his hip ♪
♪ It was early in the morning
when he rode into the town ♪
♪ He came riding from the south side,
slowly looking all around ♪
♪ “He’s an outlaw loose and running,”
came the whisper from each lip ♪
♪ And he’s here to do some business ♪
[grunts]
♪ With the big iron on his hip ♪
[body splattering]
♪ Big iron, big iron ♪
♪ When he tried to match the Ranger
with the big iron on his hip ♪
♪ Big iron on his hip ♪♪
[neon sign buzzing]
[wind blowing]
[Dogmeat barking]
[Ghoul] I know you think you being helpful… shootin’ folks in the kneecaps and the ass. But if I’m being honest, you ain’t.
[Lucy] I’m not gonna apologize for not murdering people.
[Ghoul] [sighs] Well all that matters to me is you shoot that fuckin’ rope.
♪♪
[Lucy] Well, I did, didn’t I?
[ominous music playing]
[Lucy] [gasps softly] Still looks like all the old photos.
[Ghoul] Bombs got shot down. Most of ’em, anyway.
[Lucy] Well, if they could do that for Las Vegas, why couldn’t they just do that for America?
[Ghoul] Because there was no “they.” There was a “him.” A man by the name of Robert House.
[Lucy] Maybe that’s where your family went. They’re safe there.
[Ghoul] Nowhere near Robert House is safe.
[Lucy] Why would my dad go to Las Vegas?
[Ghoul sighs]
[ominous music playing]
[Robert] [over listening device] There’s a lot of earning potential with the end of the world. How can you guarantee results?
[Barb Howard] [voice echoing] By dropping the bomb ourselves.
[high-pitched ringing, music swells]
[Cooper] Janey? Honey? Janey!
[Janey] Daddy.
[Cooper] Hey. Hey.
[Janey] Daddy.
[Cooper] Listen to me. I want you to go to your room, okay? And I want you to pick out your three favorite outfits and your favorite toy, okay? And then meet me back here. Okay, go. [sighs]
[♪ Eddy Arnold: “Make the World Go Away”]
♪ Make the world go away ♪
♪ And get it off my shoulders ♪
♪ Say the things you used to say…
[Janey] Where are we going, Daddy?
♪ And make the world go away ♪
[Cooper] Bakersfield. Um, we’re gonna go to Bakersfield, sweetie, okay?
[Janey] What about Mommy? Is she coming with us?
[announcer] [on radio] Please be advised, the test of the Civil Alert Broadcast System…
[volume increasing]
[announcer] …for Los Angeles County will commence in 10 seconds.
[bicycle bell ringing]
[Cooper] Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
[tires screeching]
[Cooper sighs]
♪ And make the world go away ♪
♪ Make the world go away ♪
[alarms blaring]
[panicked chatter]
[man on the street] Get inside!
[alarms continue blaring]
[announcer] [on radio] Commencing test. Repeat… This is a test.
[Cooper] It’s just a test!
[tires screeching]
[Woman in Curlers]
We need to go right now!
We’re all going to die!
[alarms blaring] Daddy, I’m scared.
[Cooper] Come here.
[Janey] I’m scared.
[Cooper] It’s okay. It’s okay.
♪ Make the world go away ♪
♪ And get it off my shoulders ♪
♪ Say the things you used to say ♪
[Cooper] It’s okay. It’s okay.
♪ And make the world go away ♪♪
[♪ The DelVikings: “Come Go With Me”]
[Vault 33 Engineer] We’re blowing through our water reserves at… at a troubling rate.
[Betty Pearson] Then we need to reallocate power to the temporary water filters we built out of spare parts.
[Reg McPhee] Hey, guys.
[Betty] Can I help you, Reg?
[Reg] Have you seen Norm?
[Betty] Norm has been sent for a leadership exchange program to Vault 31.
[Reg] Everyone’s moving up in the world but me.
[object slams on table]
[Betty] Reg, this community has always done what it takes to survive.
[Reg] [sputtering] I guess so. Whatcha guys working on?
[Betty] The water chip. Which we need to survive. Which is broken.
[Reg] Oh, right, yeah, that. [clicking tongue, groaning] Let me know if I can help. I’m no engineer, but you’d be surprised what a guy with a PhD in Event Planning can…
[device crashing, glass shattering]
[Betty] Maybe you should find an outlet. Start a club or something.
[Reg] [scoffs] A club? [chuckles] What kind of club?
[Betty] We’ve been through a lot lately. Maybe you could start a group for people to talk about any kind of feelings you may be feeling.
[Reg] What kind of feelings am I feeling?
[Betty] Shame? Uselessness?
[Reg] I don’t feel useless. But I like shame. Shame, I can work with. There would need to be a snack budget, of course.
[Betty] Send a supplies request, and I’ll sign it.
[Engineer] Heavy is the crown.
[Betty] You don’t know the half of it.
[Davey] So, you see what I’m up against. In 33, I leave my quarters, take a right turn, another right turn to the elevator. Here in 32, it’s a left, and a left to the elevator.
[Stephanie Harper] Yup, again, everything is the other way here, so just do the opposite of what you used to do.
[terminal keys clacking]
[Davey] I’m not sure it’s that simple.
[Stephanie] [sighs] It is. Now, look, as your Overseer, I have to ask… is there anything remotely actionable here? Something I can do for you?
[Davey] Signage. No, th-that could be controversial. Maybe you could commission a feasibility study on the topic of signage.
[Stephanie laughing]
[baby whining]
[Davey] Heck of a wife you got, Chet.
[Chet] We’re not actually married.
[Davey] And a beautiful baby.
[Chet] Not mine.
[Davey] I never had a family. What happened? Life, I guess.
[baby whining]
[Davey] Things move quickly down here.
[Chet] I don’t have a family either, Davey.
[Davey] Well, enjoy it. [muttering] This way…
[baby continues whining]
[loud clacking]
[baby whining]
[Stephanie] Oh, it’s just you. Whew! That Davey, I mean… [chuckles] Bless his heart, but, you know.
[fruit squelching]
[Chet] Just seeing if you’ve gotten around to giving me a job assignment yet. Just ’cause, you know, everyone else has one. Uh, if you haven’t chosen a Gate-Keeper yet, I have experience.
[Stephanie] Chet, I’ve been busy. And I need someone to take care of the baby, and it’s used to you.
[Chet] But he is not my baby. [chuckles] Everyone is acting like he is…
[Stephanie] Chet.
[Chet] Would you at least consider giving him a name? Because the neighbors have started to call him Chet Jr.
[Stephanie] Let’s go with that then.
[Chet] Well, see, Chet Jr. was my father’s name. It’s, uh, sort of a personal area for me, having watched him die of starvation in the Weevil Famine.
[knife thuds]
[Stephanie] Chet? Are we having an argument?
[Chet] Chet Jr. it is.
[Stephanie chuckles]
[Chet sighs]
[Stephanie] Oh, how are you with computers?
[Chet] Mm. That was Norm’s department. Maybe you can ask him in the terminal.
[Stephanie] Great idea. I’ll just send the other Vault a message.
[stroller wheels squeaking]
[Stephanie] [sighs] Okay. Okay. [sighs deeply]
[beeping]
[error notification]
[Stephanie] Cod ham cheese and rice!
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] Oh, no, no, no, no! Inter-Vault Communications disabled? Alright, let’s see. Where is he? Where is he? Where are you?! I’m coming for you. I’m coming for you! I’ll be right there. Oh God, look at this mess! You really are a disgusting, filthy animal, aren’t you? Well I hope you aren’t expecting me to clean this up.
[water dripping]
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] Hmm. So you found water, but you’re out of food. Starvation is a heck of a way to kick the bucket. I’m offering you a much more dignified solution to the one you’ve chosen for yourself, son of Hank. Get in your dad’s cryo pod.
[Norm] I’m not gonna be your prisoner.
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] You’re already my prisoner. All you have to do is wait until the surface is safe to recolonize. Then, we’ll all head up for Reclamation Day.
[Norm] And when is that, exactly?
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] When there’s no one left on the surface to disagree with us.
[Norm] Or you could just let me go home. People are gonna notice I’m missing.
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] Oh, we have a protocol for everything, including when someone goes missing from a Vault. Your Overseer will handle it. No one is comin’ for you, buddy. Maybe you’ll be more reasonable once you’re a little hungrier. Good luck finding something to eat when you can’t see. You’re living in my world. These three Vaults are the product of decades of strategizing. The combined efforts of hundreds of the brightest prewar minds with all the resources of a functioning civilization. You’re just some malcontent who wandered down the wrong corridor. What hope do you have against the greatest achievement in the history of Vertical Integration? Face it, son of Hank. You’re in over your head. And no one is coming to save you.
[suspenseful music playing]
[music fades]
[Dogmeat panting]
[insects chirping]
[Lucy] So, you think my dad is gonna lead you to your family. Which means you think your family’s still alive after 200 years, and somehow, I’m the optimistic one?
[Ghoul] Your daddy. Always makin’ new friends.
[buzzing insects]
[sighs]
[Ghoul] She musta seen ‘im pass by.
[Lucy] W-We can just ask her.
[Old Woman snoring]
[Lucy] ‘Scuse me!
[snorting]
[Lucy] Hi, there. I’d like one bowl of… flea soup.
[Old Woman] Sure.
[Lucy] So, um, just wondering if you happened to see…
[liquid sloshing]
[Old Woman] I got some crackers if you want ’em. They’re in my other pants.
[Lucy] Oh, uh, I’m okay, but…
[Old Woman] Eat it while it’s hot, Miss.
[Lucy] [sniffing] Mm!
[bowl clattering]
[Lucy] Yeah. [clearing throat] So, have you happened to have seen a… a man passing by in a sort of oversized outfit made of metal?
[Old Woman] He took my son.
[Lucy] Oh. I’m sure your son is, um…
[Ghoul] He’s dead.
[Lucy] No, we don’t know that.
[Old Woman] No. He’s dead. Just my kind of luck. Cocksucker owed me money.
[Lucy] I’m sorry for… money.
[Old Woman] Mm. He went that way.
[Lucy] Thank you.
[Old Woman] You find any money on the body, it’s mine!
[Ghoul] Question. What exactly is it you plan on doin’ once we find your daddy? We gonna do it like usual? You put a bullet in his ass, leave it to me to put one in his head?
[Lucy] No, I’m… gonna bring him to justice.
[chuckles]
[Dogmeat barking]
[Ghoul] You think he deserves that?
[Lucy] I was raised to believe that’s what everyone deserves, so people know that how they conduct themselves matters, and they don’t give up hope. Like you say you did but, really, it’s still in there.
[Ghoul] Well, I hate to break it to you, darlin’, but the way you was raised wasn’t real.
[Lucy] I know that. But look at your alternative. Guess I’m just trying to lead by example.
[outlaw country music playing]
[Dogmeat barking]
[Dogmeat panting]
[tense music playing]
[Dogmeat barking]
[moles laughing]
[Cooper] They sat around that table and they talked about the ending of the world like they were talking about a new business strategy.
[Kate Williams] Sounds like you heard something interesting.
[Cooper] What, you knew?
[Kate] And now, you do, too, so what are we gonna do about it?
[Cooper] What do you mean, “What are we gonna do about it?” I told you. I’m not a spy. I’m not a red. I’m a fuckin’ Hollywood actor who likes horses and cars.
[Kate] And you also happen to be famous. And fame is a rare kind of power. You get to sit in rooms that I can’t, meet people that I could never…
[Cooper] Meet… meet people like who?
[Kate] Are you familiar with Robert House?
[Cooper] Yeah, I’m familiar with Robert House. The guy owns half of Las Vegas.
[Kate] He’s also building a privately owned missile system in Las Vegas… with enough firepower to follow through on your wife’s proposals. When the bombs drop, it’ll be Robert House that presses the button.
[Cooper] Are you asking me to spy on the wealthiest man in America?
[Kate] Not spy on him.
[Cooper] You want me to…
[Kate] Your wife is going to Vegas next week to sell Cold Fusion to Robert House.
[Cooper] [scoffs]
[Kate] Then, he’ll have everything he needs to press that button unless you stop him.
[Cooper] [sighs]
[Kate] Play nice with your wife and get on that trip to Vegas. Where are you going?
[Cooper] Home, while I still have one.
[Kate] When the world goes down in flames, at least you’ll know your hands are clean.
[Cooper] [sighs] Janey, let’s go. Come on. Come on.
[Janey] What?
[Cooper] Come on.
[mallet thumping]
[mole laughing]
[announcer] [on radio] In business news, West Tek stocks are up again amid reports their latest biological products…
[Cooper] [chopping] …will revolutionize skincare.
[announcer] Meanwhile, RobCo owner Robert House created a stir today with remarks on the escalating war. In an interview with Galaxy News, he stated that the question might not be whether the world will end, but merely who will push the button. More on that story after a word from our sponsors.
[door unlocking]
[woman] [on radio] Yum Yum Deviled Eggs!
[tense music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
[Barb sighs]
[Cooper] Welcome home.
[music swells]
[Ghoul] Looks like Daddy took a detour.
[Lucy] Never seen a Vault like this before.
[Ghoul] Par for the course, in my experience.
[Lucy] You’ve been to a lot of Vaults?
[Ghoul] Uh-huh.
[Lucy] Oh. You must like ’em.
[Ghoul] Every time I step foot in one of these concrete shoeboxes… I gotta make peace with the fact that I might finally learn what happened to my wife and my daughter. Whether they be alive, dead, or… something far worse.
[Lucy] Right. I know about the experiments. I’ve been to Vault 4.
[Ghoul] Vault 4 is the best-case scenario.
[Lucy] Well, to be fair, it was a little weirder than the one I came from.
[Ghoul] You think so? How many towns did they destroy down in Vault 4? Open it.
[Lucy] [grunting] [scoffs]
[elevator doors whirring]
[Lucy] You really think my dad is down there?
[Ghoul] The trail has him comin’ in. Trail has him goin’ out, too. But what I’m curious about… is why he even came at all. [sighs] Ain’t you a little curious, too?
[tense music playing]
[waves crashing]
[Reg] It’s not your fault you were born in a Vault. Let me hear you say it.
[group] It’s not my fault I was born in a Vault.
[Reg] And it’s not your fault that your parents were or are related.
[group] And it’s not my fault my parents…
[Marianne] …were related.
[both] …were or are related.
[Reg] Feels good to say it out loud, doesn’t it? That’s just the first step. Trust me, as someone who’s come out on the other side of this, I know what it’s like to wonder if people look down their noses at you based on your family tree. A regular person can have an ingrown toenail, and it’s just an ingrown toenail. But we? We have to wonder if it’s because our genes are somehow broken. If I am somehow broken.
[Red-Haired Woman] So, we’re gonna change the rules, right?
[Reg] Hm?
[RedHaired Guy] No inbreeding in the Vault. We’re gonna change that, right?
[Reg] No. That… That’s not what this is about. The rules are good. But that doesn’t mean those of us who are products of inbreeding need to feel bad. You understand?
[Red-Haired Woman] Come on.
[Marianne] [crunching] I have a question.
[Reg] Uh, yes, Marianne.
[Marianne] I have a mild allergy to dust.
[Reg] Mm.
And sometimes I wonder if it was my father’s fault because he fell in love with his cousin… my mother. I just wonder if there’s a biological connection. [crunching loudly]
[Reg] I didn’t study genetics, so…
[Marianne] Oh, well, okay.
[Reg] It certainly could be his fault.
[Marianne] I knew it! Great snacks, by the way.
[♪ The Ink Spots: “It’s All Over but the Crying”]
[Marianne] You know, I always felt my mother viewed me as a rival, which mirrored her relationship with her own mother, who was in love with my father, her fifth cousin. All the fifth cousins were fourth cousins to the second cousins. [crunching loudly] I mean, it’s not exactly… [voice fading]
♪ It’s all over ♪
♪ But the crying ♪
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] [sighs] It won’t be long now.
♪ And nobody’s crying ♪
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] You must be so hungry and so thirsty. Why torture yourself when there’s a nice, cozy cryo pod just waitin’ for you to hop into?
♪ Friends all over ♪♪
[Norm MacLean] What was my dad like?
[music stops]
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] Ambitious.
[Norm] Then why was he here?
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] Well, being one of Bud’s Buds was a highly coveted position back in the day.
[insect skittering]
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] We had applicants from as far out as Fresno.
[Norm] Mmm.
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] Eating that might seem like a good idea, but it’s toxic. You’ll die a slow, painful death. If you aren’t willing to go into cryo, you could always let me inject you with this guy right here.
[whirring]
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] It really would be a whole lot easier. For both of us.
[Norm] What does it do?
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] It kills you, quick and painless. Your body will rapidly decompose, turning into a dust that will get circulated through the ventilation system, ultimately making its way into your cornfields back home. Not so bad, if you think about it. Then, you won’t have to deal with all the headaches of being alive. So, you have two rational choices. Get in your dad’s pod. Or die.
[Norm] You’re right, I only have two rational choices.
[whirring]
[Norm] But plenty of irrational ones.
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] What are you doing?
[Norm] Two hundred years of planning in order for everything to go just right. That seems like a lot of work, if you ask me.
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] Stay back. Stay back. Aah!
[Norm] I think plans are slightly overrated, personally.
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] No, no, no, no. Wait, I need that to threaten you. What are you doing?
[Norm] Thawing everyone.
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] What? No! You can’t just thaw them all.
[buzzer blaring]
[air hissing]
[Bud Askins/BrainonaRoomba] No, no, no. They’re supposed to come out once every 30 years. This isn’t even a cogent plan. It’s just chaos.
[Norm] Agreed. Plans are hard. Chaos, though… chaos is easy.
[dramatic music playing]
[elevator doors whirring]
[spurs jingling lightly]
[Ghoul] More matching jackets.
[Lucy] Why would Vault-Tec allow Communists in one of their Vaults?
[Ghoul] I wouldn’t be so sure they did.
[man speaking Mandarin on TV]
[English narrator] Individual is secondary to the collective.
[man speaking Mandarin]
[English narrator] …true comrade chooses cooperation over individualism.
[music in Mandarin playing]
[man speaking Mandarin]
[English narrator] Our enemy has chosen the interest of product over the interest of people. We choose people over product.
[narration continues]
[Lucy] These are Americans. The Vault turned them into Communists.
[English narrator] Freedom is inevitable.
[music in Mandarin continues]
[English narrator] The revolution will not be futile.
[terminal keys clicking]
[man speaking Mandarin]
[English narrator] The individual is secondary to the collective.
[terminal keys clicking]
[terminal chirping]
[Lucy] My dad removed the drive.
[footstep squishing]
[metal squeaking loudly]
[Sunburned Man] Well hello there, Sugarbomb!
[Ghoul] Looks like your daddy picked himself up a guinea pig.
[Lucy] What do you want?
[Sunburned Man] I… fix… everything. Go home… Sugarbomb. Go home! Go home! Go! [screaming] Hoaaa!
[flesh splattering]
[Lucy] [gasping] breathing shakily]
[Ghoul] You ever seen your daddy use one of these before?
[Lucy] No.
[Ghoul] You gonna take his advice?
[Lucy] He won’t stop hurting people.
[Ghoul] Yeah, no shit. [sighs]
[Lucy] Well, then we better get going.
[Ghoul sighs]
[Black Box thuds]
[heavy footsteps]
[horn blares]
[heavy footsteps continue]
[dramatic music playing]
[sighs deeply]
[terminal powering up]
[terminal] You have…
[beep]
…462,311 unread messages.
[Hank] Let’s get to it.
[♪ Roy Orbison: “Working for the Man”]
♪ Hey now,
you better listen to me ♪
♪ Every one of you ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪
♪ We’ve got a lotta, lotta,
lotta, lotta work to do ♪
[Hank] [inhaling deeply] Mm!
♪ Forget about your women
and that water can ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪
[Hank sighs]
♪ Today you’re working
for the man ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Ooh! Ooh! ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Well, pick up your feet,
we’ve got a deadline to meet ♪
♪ I’m gonna see you
make it on time ♪
♪ Oh, don’t relax,
I want elbows and backs ♪
♪ I wanna see everybody
from behind ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪
♪ ‘Cause you’re working for the man ♪
♪ Working for the man ♪
♪ You gotta make him a hand ♪
♪ Working for the man ♪
♪ Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪♪
[eerie music playing]
[beeps]
[button clicking]
[light radio static]
[Hank] [sighs]
[static warbling]
[Hank] This is Hank MacLean, reporting for duty, sir. Nobody in Vault-Tec knows I’m here. And nobody in Vault-Tec knows much of anything anymore. Wanted to let you know I’m still alive. I hope you are, too. I mean, I don’t doubt that you are. You spent so much time… calculating how to survive all possible contingencies. Uh, I’ve been keeping busy. I’m in Vegas these days, back in your old stomping grounds, actually… trying to pick up where you all left off. Looks like a couple of the Vault experiments ran into some speed bumps. 24 made progress on the brain-computer interface. This one, miniaturization. What it all needs is integrating. But I’m confident that if I just roll up my sleeves, I can bring it all home for you. Then, we can finally talk about my promotion. [blows sharply] I’m gonna complete the work you started. And when this is all over, you will be begging me to help you.
[button clicking]
♪ ‘Cause the company ♪
♪ And the daughter you see ♪
♪ They’re both gonna be all mine ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪
♪ Yeah, I’m gonna be the man ♪
♪ I’m gonna be the man ♪
♪ Gotta make him a hand ♪
♪ If I’m gonna be the man ♪
♪ Ooh! Ooh! ♪
♪ So, I’m picking ’em up
and I’m laying ’em down ♪
♪ I believe he’s gonna work me
into the ground ♪
♪ I pull to the left,
I heave to the right ♪
♪ I oughta kill him,
but it wouldn’t be right ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪
♪ ‘Cause I’m working for the man ♪
♪ Working for the man ♪
♪ I gotta make him a hand ♪
♪ Working for the man ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪
♪ Well, the boss man’s daughter
sneaks me water ♪
♪ Every time
her daddy’s down the line ♪
♪ She says, meet me tonight,
love a me right ♪
♪ And everything is gonna be fine ♪
♪ So, I slave all day
without much pay ♪
♪ But I’m just biding my time ♪
♪ ‘Cause the company
and the daughter, you see ♪
♪ They’re both gonna be all mine ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪♪
