|Title||The Date is the Code|
Transcript: Tonight, I had a pain in me head, and this time it wasn't the whining of the whores. So naturally I came up to me office to murder it with a drink. And there on me liquor rack... was a bottle of sacramental wine from me dear brother Simon. And of course, the vintage date on the label is the code to enter his territory. Nineteen - nineteen. I should pass his bleedin' wine through me system and send it back warm.
Location: On Daniel Wales' corpse.
Behind the ScenesEdit
- This audio diary has an alternative name in the localization texts, 1919 is the Code. Its associated audio file was also a different one: RED_L_PBro_Code_02.