We never got to see those synths...

You hooligans better deliver on that railroad conspiracy video you hinted about in your favourite faction video. So many sleepless nights await me.

If you don't, I'll march straight onto the prydwen, right into Proctor Quinlan's quarters and when he asks me for technical documents I'll look him right in the eye whilst I point my explosive shotgun at his cat, Emmett. Needless to say the BoS won't be needing to manage their kitty litter expenses anymore.