Vampire The Masquerade Bloodlines 2: All 6 Endings transcript

A night of chaos, of fires, of rioting, hallucinations brought on by chemical fumes. You know the spin. Sure, folks died. They called it Red Christmas. Investigation. Executive heads rolled at a gasoline processing plant and [music] that was it. The gutters ran with flames when the IAO brought the Inquisition to town. A second [music] great fire, but this one of Seattle's kindred. Killing the lead [music] inquisitor is never a smart move.

They burned down the Glacier Hotel and Lou Graham perished with it, screaming [music] curses to the skies. Katsumi cleared out of Seattle with some of her funtime followers. The rest [music] were cleaned out by the IAO. The Emerald City is no longer a safe haven. It pays to keep friends in the city, particularly fabulous hives who know their way around. The Nomad escaped to where? Who knows? See, the Nomad remade our city.

And maybe our city needed it. That [ __ ] cane on a crucifix. I hate it when the old folks [music] visit. A night of chaos, of fires, of rioting, hallucinations brought on by chemical fumes. You know the spin. Sure, folks died. They called it Red Christmas. Investigation. Executive heads rolled at a gasoline processing plant and that [music] was it. Business as usual for the people of the city once they cleaned up all the blood on the snow.

A body fell out of a penthouse window at the glacier just as dawn was breaking. No idea how that happened. I definitely wasn't there and nor was the sheriff. Seattle should really get our tall buildings up to code is all I'm saying. Maybe some sort of safety railing. Katsumi stood up, pulled [ __ ] together, took the place over. Guess we're in Anarch town now. We came to an accommodation. Those of us left. The nomad's still here, standing by Katsumi's side, keeping the youngsters in check.

See, the nomad remade our city. And maybe our city needed it. And at the end of the day, every [music] town needs a sheriff. A night of chaos, of fires, of rioting, hallucinations brought [music] on by chemical fumes. You know the spin. Sure, folks died. They called it Red Christmas. Investigation. Executive heads rolled at a gasoline processing plant. And that was it. Business as usual for the people of the city once they cleaned up all the blood on the snow.

A body fell out of a penthouse window at the glacier just as dawn was breaking. No idea how that happened. I definitely wasn't [music] there and nor was the sheriff. Seattle should really get our tall [music] buildings up to code is all I'm saying. Maybe some sort of safety railing. [music] Katsumi taken some of her funtime followers out of the city. [music] Think they went off to Tacoma. Left me in a pickle, holding the fort till I could find a better solution.

Of course, we needed a new prince. So, I [music] took the nomad's advice before they rode off into the sunset. So, here I am, sat on a chair that'll give me roids, nursing the biggest [ __ ] headache of my own life. See, the nomad remade our city, and maybe our city needed it. But in the end, the old folks always leave the cleanup to the younger generation. [music] A night of chaos, of fires, of rioting, hallucinations brought on by chemical fumes.

You know the spin. Sure, folks died. They called it Red Christmas investigation. Executive heads rolled at a gasoline processing plant and that was it. Business as usual for the people of the city once they clean up all the blood on the snow. LS moved into Weaver Tower. She's modernizing, so they say, reasserting her dominance, changing the wallpaper, eating the servants. The prince sent out her black shirts to clean up the jungle, but Katsumi and her mly band fought them off.

Lost folks, of course they did. But the anarch still cling on in the rubble. Lou has helped keeping the place in check. Of course, for whatever reason, the sheriff stayed on. Lou seems to like having them around the place. See, the nomad remade our city. And maybe our city needed it. Guess at the end of the day, it's all about picking where to stand. A night of chaos, of fires, of rioting, hallucinations brought on by chemical fumes.

You know the spin. Sure, folks died. They called it Red Christmas. Investigation, executive heads rolled at a gasoline processing plant and that was it. Business as usual for the people of the city once they cleaned up all the blood on the snow. A body fell out of a penthouse window at the glacier just as dawn was breaking. No idea how that happened. I definitely wasn't there and nor was the sheriff. Seattle should really get our tall buildings up to code is all I'm saying.

Maybe some sort of safety railing. Katsumi taken some of her funtime followers out of the city. Think they went off to Tacoma. Left me in a pickle, holding the fort till I could find a better solution. Of course, we needed a new prince. One that had a foot in both camps. One who'd done a lot for Seattle and decided to make it their home. One who other people wouldn't mess with. See, the nomad remade our city. And maybe our city needed it.

But it's a simple rule. You break it, you pay for it. A night of chaos, of [snorts] fires, of rioting, hallucinations brought on by chemical fumes. You know the spin. Sure. Fox died. They called it Red Christmas. Investigation. Executive heads rolled at a gasoline processing plant. And that was it. Business as usual for the people of the city once they cleaned up all the blood on the snow. A body fell out of a penthouse window at [music] the glacier just as dawn was breaking.

No idea how that happened. [music] I definitely wasn't there and nor was the sheriff. Seattle should really get our [music] tall buildings up to code is all I'm saying. Maybe some sort of safety railing. Katsumi taken some of her funtime [music] followers out of the city. Think they went off to Tacoma. Left me in a pickle holding the fort till I could find a better solution. Of course, we needed a new prince. So, I took the nomad's advice [music] before they rode off into the sunset.

I was dubious [music] at first, but turns out an ancient sorceress with a sharp tongue keeps the youngsters [music] in line. No question. She's yet to turn me into anything too unnatural. No more than usual. Anyway, see, the nomad remade our city. And maybe our city needed it. But in the end, the old folks always leave the cleanup to the younger generation.