Fallout

You can change the future if you can bring me to Moldaver.

Just my head.

- -

This is the only way to get your dad back.

You stupid motherfucker, you know this is all your fault.

They'll kill you for this.

Not if I bring back the target.

- -

-Is that... -The head.

Yeah!

Is there something you'd like to say, Norm?

I didn't mean to question your leadership, Overseer.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

I don't know what the people of Vault 32 were up to.

But it was anything but innocent.

It was opened from the outside.

-They'd need a Pip-Boy. -They had one.

My mom's.

It's like this giant sock or something like that.

I mean, what is that?

I thought it was like a boat coming towards us.

And when I shot, I thought I had it.

I thought I had it. I really did.

The thing was just like...

- -You ripped that thing inside out.

-Its guts were flying everywhere. -

I thought I was dead meat.

That was really special.

Yeah, it was kinda special.

Wait.

You should brand me.

Uh, I don't know.

But I'm not officially your squire until you brand me.

-It's late. -Come on!

Are you sure? It really hurts.

I want you to. I want you to, please.

All right, yeah, let's do it.

It is your most sacred duty to protect the Brotherhood,

after which it is your most sacred duty to protect me, Knight Titus.

Do you accept?

Hell yeah. You bet I do.

Okay, hold still.

Almost done.

Told you. It hurts.

Oh, man!

It's still pretty hot.

-Thank you, Knight Titus. - Yeah, yeah.

I cannot wait to return to base, see the look on everyone's faces

when they see us return with the target.

Oh, man!

Titus and Thaddeus! The T Boys!

Yeah.

Hey, look. Uh...

Before we go back to the... To the base,

there's probably something I... I should tell you.

Yeah. I mean, whatever you want.

I'm officially your squire now. You can tell me anything.

Goals, insecurities, thoughts, regrets, love life stuff.

I don't care.

Actually, it's, uh...

Maximus.

Hey, we can still be friends.

What did you do?

Where's Knight Titus?

He's...

He's dead.

So, you know, you and I,

we just have to get our stories straight before we go back.

They're gonna kill you.

Could, if... I mean, they don't have to find out.

It's the Brotherhood.

They'll find out.

I should have known better than to trust you.

I'm sorry.

- -

Stop moving.

Get off of me!

Tha...

Thaddeus!

No, don't...

Don't leave me in here.

I'll fucking kill you, Thaddeus.

You should have.

I can't believe I let you fucking brand me.

Thaddeus!

Don't leave me here!

Stinky old head's mine now.

No, get back here! Please!

Please, please, no! Don't leave me in here.

Thaddeus!

Get back here!

Thaddeus!

-I'll kill you! I swear, I'll kill you! -

No, no. No.

No, please. Please. Please.

Please, no. No, no, no! Not from there!

No!

Hey, can you please get me out of here?

That was you, right?

Back in Filly?

Yes, that was... That was me.

Why can't you move?

'Cause someone stole my fusion core. Please.

Can you please let me out?

Believe me, I really wanna trust you, but...

I've had a rough week.

Yeah.

Me too.

You, uh...

You remember that man I left with?

With the glasses and the whole body?

Yes.

Yeah, I'm looking for his head.

That's why I'm here. I mean, that's why I'm passing through.

Hey, you have radiation sickness.

I got RadAway left in the sleeve of my arm.

You can have it if you let me out.

I really wanna believe you,

but practically every person I've met up here has tried to kill me, so...

Listen, hey, if you don't get this medicine,

you're gonna pass out, okay?

And if you lose consciousness, we're both gonna die.

Trust me. Please.

Please.

What's your name?

I'm Knight Titus.

I'm Lucy.

There's a manual option.

-You just... - I got it.

Oh...

The T-60, right?

The army started using these after the Battle of Anchorage.

I've seen these in old engineering manuals,

but never in real life,

and you've even got the tempered lining in this one, which is...

Hey.

How did the raiders get a hold of my mom's Pip-Boy?

Maybe the logs were falsified.

Why?

Why?

This is the thing you're asking why about.

I wanna check one more thing.

Can't we just go home?

Come on.

It looks like they were trying to get into 31.

But why?

All I know is we're leaving.

-If anybody asks where we were... -I'll have a heart attack.

Norman.

Chester.

Where have you two been?

-We've been planting tatos. -Planting tatos.

Well, run along now.

I had no idea people lived in those Vaults.

What did you think was in them?

Monsters.

That's what people say.

No.

Just regular folk like me.

Well, my squire stole something vital to the Brotherhood.

I've gotta go after him.

Good luck.

Wait.

This Brotherhood of yours,

you guys have more of those T-60s?

-Yeah. -And guns?

Like, real, "I'm-not-messing-around" type guns.

Yep.

Listen, I have a tracker that will lead right to that head.

Now, seeing as everybody on Earth seems to be after that thing,

I'm guessing that's what you're looking for, too?

What are you suggesting?

We travel together.

We use my tracker to catch up your squire, get the head,

and take it to the Brotherhood.

In exchange for my help, then,

you'll lend me the services of five or six of your knights

to save my father.

Look.

You could've been lying about the medicine, and you weren't.

And you could've killed me when I collapsed back there,

and you didn't.

I get that trust doesn't come easily up here.

But you can trust me.

I mean, I'm from a place where the worst someone can do to you

is forget to say thank you.

Sounds like a nice way to live.

It is.

Good morning, Vault 33.

This is Betty, asking for your vote for Overseer today.

As you step into the balloting kiosk,

remember that today is about the future of our Vault.

And, more importantly, the future of civilization.

Reclamation Day.

One day we will have the incredible opportunity to repopulate the Earth

and bring order and civility up to the surface.