This page has transcriptions of Hans Moleman's dialogue.
conversations Folder
| File | Transcription |
|---|---|
| conversations/c_hiding_2_convinit_mol_l4m4.rsd | Shh! I'm hiding from the police. If the police find me out past curfew, they'll throw me in jail! I won't survive another night in jail. |
| conversations/c_hiding_4_convinit_mol_l4m4.rsd | Talk to Abe, he mentioned crop circles once. Hurry up and get to the home before the police lock the doors. |
hans_moleman Folder
| File | Transcription |
|---|---|
| hans_moleman/p_hitbyc_mol_01.rsd | All I know is pain. |
| hans_moleman/p_hitbyc_mol_02.rsd | I have fluid in my lungs. |
| hans_moleman/p_hitbyc_mol_03.rsd | Ow, I hit my head. |
| hans_moleman/p_hitbyc_mol_04.rsd | My brain is bleeding. |
| hans_moleman/p_hitbyc_mol_05.rsd | I don't have insurance! |
| hans_moleman/p_hitbyc_mol_again.rsd | Not again. |
| hans_moleman/p_hitbyw_mol_01.rsd | My wrinkles hurt. |
| hans_moleman/p_hitbyw_mol_cold.rsd | Cold, so cold. |
| hans_moleman/p_hitbyw_mol_dead.rsd | I'm all dead inside. |
| hans_moleman/p_nhitbyc_mol_alone.rsd | I'm so alone. |
| hans_moleman/p_nhitbyc_mol_life.rsd | This was the highlight of my life. |
| hans_moleman/p_nhitbyc_mol_loser.rsd | Missed me! Loser! |