"You have the pistol to my forehead, you have the control here."
"I do. So I'm going to ask you again, why do you look like me?"
"Put the gun down and we can talk about it. Ok, ok, easy. Easy. I don't know what happened. I don't know why I look like you and you look like me."
"That's not a good enough answer."
"Please, please! I didn't do anything! I woke up like looking like you."
"No. You don't look like me. You are I and I'm you. Our bodies anyway. Certainly not intellectually or mentally, but physically, yes. Get up."
"What are you going to do to me?"
"I'm going to get my body back. But I have some questions first, about this
world you live in. Sit. What year is it?"
"Two thousand and twelve."
"What place is this?"
"Nanaimo. That's in Canada."
"Canada? It was annexed by the United States of America
but no, perhaps not yet. Tell me, do you know who I am?"
"Yes. I don't know why you're here or how. But I know you."
"Go on then, enlighten me."
"You're the Courier. I've playe watched you travel the wastes of Nevada. You were shot in the head, there, I can see the scar and you sought out the man responsible. You found your way to New Vegas, Las Vegas as we, here, know it. You shot him in the forehead and took what he stole, the Chip."
"I'm putting this down, make any sudden movements and you'll join Benny in the ground. So, how is it you know so much about me and I nothing of you?"
"II don't know."
"I'm gifted with a high intelligence and a knack for knowing when someone is lying. Tell me the truth. I awoke this morning in a bed I have only ever seen in pre-war magazines. I walked out into sunlight and houses and plants. Even now, I'm sitting on a couch, in a room, completely untouched by nuclear war. So, tell me, how do I know nothing of you and this world?"
"Ok. Ok. Woah, woah! I'm just going to get something. Relax! I don't have any weapons! Here, I'll walk slowly. Okay. I'm just going to bend down and, ok, here, look at this."
"What the hell is this? Some kind of reprogramming device?"
"What? No, no! It's a game! See, this disc goes in that there and it plays it on the screen."
"Do you have the Chip?"
"The Platinum Chip! Where is it?"
"Oh. Uh, I dunno, damn how do you use this Pip-Boy? Uh. No. That was wrong. God, there are so many pockets in this outfit. Hey! What are you doing?"
"Getting the chip you useless lump. Hmm. Perhaps. Yes, that might have been it."
"The Chip. I installed in House's machine before I blacked out. That's the last I saw of Nevada."
"So you think that the Chip had something to do with this?"
"What are we going to do?"
"We? We are going to do nothing. I am going to figure this out. You are going to sit and watch silently."
"Fine. But hurry up. It's almost midnight."