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Grace Holloway

Better Times With Lamb

My folks lived in the St. Louis Hooverville in '32... and the Drop is worse by a mile. Nobody's supposed to live down here, city pissing on us. Never dry. Ryan doesn't care. And Fontaine's a damn crook.

But Doctor Lamb cares. We're still people to her. She's offering free mental counseling on Sundays. When I go, I get the feeling she's got a plan for Rapture... and for me.

Sofia Lamb

Ryan VS Lamb: Religious Rights

Ryan: Religious rights, Doctor? You are free to kneel before whatever tribal fetish you favor in the comfort of your own home. But in Rapture, libery is our only law -- A man's only duty is to himself. To imply otherwise, therefore, is criminal.

Lamb: Ask yourself, Andrew -- what is your "Great Chain of Progress" but a faith? The chain is a symbol for an irrational force, guiding us towards ascension -- no less mystic than the crucifixes you seize and burn.

(angry applause, shouting)

Tobias Riefers

Clinic Code At The Fishbowl

What did they expect? You keep enough drugs stashed in this clinic to splice up a rhinoceros, of course every poor soul in the drop's gonna start beatin' down your door. It's my job to think up a new key code to keep 'em out. Seems like every other day now... Nuts... I'll mull it over for a while at the Fishbowl Diner.

Prentice Mill

The End Of The Line

This is it. It's over. I built this railroad from nothing... played by Mr.Ryan's rules. But then he asks me to sink my own cash reserves into the banks to give Rapture some breathing room, and now Austen Goddamned Bathysphere wants to buy me out. Decomission the whole line!

I have no family... and no time for friends. I am the Atlantic Express... and this... this is the end of the line...

Augustus Sinclair

Wrong Side Of The Tracks

Ol' Pauper's Drop's the worst neighborhood in Rapture -- but it's a hell of an opportunity to raise up some ah, affordable housin'. When Atlantic Express was constructin' their luxury passenger line, this place was hollowed out beneath as flophouses for the railway crew.

Nobody was s'posed ta reside down here long-term -- but when you're broke in this town, you're not exactly swimmin' in alternatives. I don't favor spendin' more than an hour or so down here at a time.

There ain't a side of the tracks more wrong than under 'em.

Rock Flanagan, P.I.

Camera In Hock

Another day, no clients. Atlast and Ryan start goin' at it hot and heavy, and all my business dries up. Used to be easy: put the eye on some spliced-up dame's wandering husband and rake in the dough. Now it's got so bad I hadda put my camera in hock at King Pawn. Makes a guy consider splicin' up himself... if I had two dimes to rub together, that is.

Sofia Lamb

Arrangements

Lamb: Now Eleanor, Mummy has to go away for a while. You shall be staying with Aunt Gracie.

Eleanor: Mummy, don't go... (edge of crying)
Lamb: Eleanor, you are better than that. Do you remember what I told you?
Eleanor (miserable): I am very special.
Lamb: That's right. And what else?
Eleanor (still sad): I was born to change the world.
Lamb: Yes. And when Mummy returns home... the world will be very different indeed.

She will make it ready for you.

Sofia Lamb

Therapy With Grace 1

Grace: Doctor Lamb. Sofia. I came down here to sing, and to start a family.. But I just don't fit with these people. Look at you. You fit with them.

Lamb: Grace... in Ryan's Rapture, I am the pariah. You and I share unpopular ideas -- but I wonder... how devoted are you to the Rapture people?

If you wish to know more, wear this butterfly brooch at our next session. If not... no harm done -- we shall never speak of it again.

Mark Meltzer

Blood And Lamb

This Lamb woman's powers of manipulation are almost scary... her people are using the girls from the surface to gather ADAM from Lamb's followers... it's in the blood - and eventually they give themselves over, like dying is an honor.

I'd almost feel sorry for them... if they didn't have my daughter. I'm going to find Lamb... and take Cindy back, one way or another.

Stanley Poole

Mole

I wish I could publish this stuff. It's newsman paydirt.

Sinclair says Ryan's making a move against Sofia Lamb, and they want to cut me in on the action. They're building a case that Lamb's a closet pinko. Sort of an undercover thing -- so, I cozy up to this guy Wales who works for Lamb, makin' like I want to join up.

Then I found out whether he grew his beard for Jesus... or Karl Marx.

Grace Holloway

Closing The Limbo Room

That's it -- we have to close down the Limbo. Bomb goes off in that fancy place uptown, and everybody panics... pulls their money out of the banks... a whole city tuggin' on the same dollar bill.

So the banks fold, and maybe one in ten got their savings out... who's going to come hear me nightingalin' about how broke they are?

How am I going to provide for little Eleanor?

Jackie Rodkins

Sunday Services

Been hearin' rumors. Sounds like somebody name o' Wales is startin' up worship services down in Siren Alley, believe it or not. All faiths and creeds welcome, they says. They got big promises... salvation, immortality. A way outta here. I don't care how crazy it sounds -- a way outta Rapture's music to my ears. Next Sunday morning... I'll be there.

Andrew Ryan

Pauper's Drop

Do you remember what you told me, Bill? A marketplace of ideas... that was you. If I submit to the debates with Lamb, we defang her. I have done so. And have you been to Pauper's Drop, Bill? Listen:

(the sound of Grace singing in a nightclub)

Between each song, these Oblomovs hand out her manifesto. Her face adorns every wall. Saint Lamb. You made her, McDonagh... and now you will convince the council to sponsor her silence.

Grace Holloway

A Gift From Lamb

I know it's wrong to feel so fine right now, but I can't seem to quit this grin. Doctor Lamb came to tell me that Ryan's finally going to lock her up. It's going to gut the believers. And I should feel the same.

But. Sofia remembered that I... that I was barren. And she asked me to take care of her baby while she's gone -- baby Eleanor Lamb!

Gorgeous, clever little girl. I have a child, now, and it's goign to put the whole world aright.

Augustus Sinclair

Profit Coming, Profit Going

Now I'm a modest man. But my piecemeal needle scam's an outright masterpiece: some slob shacked up here buys a box of syringe parts from me for twice what it's worth. He assembles 'em in his rathole, and I buy back the finished product... for a dime against the dollar that I'll get from Ryan.

Profit comin', profit goin'. Ol' Andy rambles on about the Great Chain... I got people shellin' out to pull it for me!

Gloria Parson

Where Has Harry Gone?

Another day waiting for Harry to come home. I told him not to speak up against Mr. Ryan's policies, and now he's missing! Just never came home! I went by the bookstore and all his books are gone too. I don't know what to do.

Now I have to deal with that awful Sinclair just to have a roof over my head.

Gideon Wyborn

The Butterfly

The blue morpho bounces off the glass as I watch. I fold these paper effigies as secret badges, for the faithful. The morpho caterpillar doesn't spin a coccoon... it just grows armor on the inside... before the change. It is us.

To wear a butterfly is to support Doctor Lamb and the Family. Before long, Rapture will split wide... and take wing. Imago is coming.

Elliot Nelson

What A Snap

...and that's a hundred! What a snap! Give Sinclair a few bucks for a load of vials and needles, then it's evenings putting these syringes together while I listen to the radio... sell 'em back to Sinclair at twice the price! Whatta racket! A few pin-pricks here and there's nothin' to complain about. Gonna be back on top soon. Thank you, Mr. Sinclair... sucker...

Eleanor Lamb

Barbarism

I got in a fight with a dog eater today. His name is Amir, and he was picking on a smaller boy... we called a truce when his nose went red.

But Mum says I'm becoming a barbarian. So I said, "Eleanor eat dog now too.. Barbarian happy!"

And Mum said they only think they're happy, because they're selfish and ignorant.

Hmmph! "Eleanor think ignorant sound like fun!"

Grace Holloway

Failing Lamb

Empty house. Only an echo to my name. Eleanor, baby... where are you? I turned my back, and someone took you - it happened so quick. I'm not even a half-momma to you, girl. I couldn't protect you...

This poster of Doctor Lamb in my room is staring me down like it knows I'm ashamed... I've always been loyal to your real mother, Eleanor... always trusted her with my secrets.

But I lost you - what will the Doctor think of me now?

Leo Hartwig

Field Trial #1

'Survival of the fittest.' That's the rule in the Drop, the only rule. These numbskulls can't see the potential in leftover drops of Sports Boost, Armored Shell, the tonics for increasing muscle mass and density... but I see the king of the jungle.

First field trial of my new formula. Subject: Hartwig, Leo. Here goes... Ughh... urghh... rrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRAAAGHHH!!