“Still, two years is long enough to make what remains of your life count, and I don’t for one second believe you’re going to declare all hope is lost, either. We both know you’re a tenacious bastard, let’s not be coy about that, and there’s no doubt you’re going to stop fighting until you’re last drop of blood. And even when you’ve passed, I can vouch the Enclave will keep chugging along, ever efficient, ever glorious.”
Sutler, still not looking at Adams but at the jubilant crowds, reached out his arm and patted Adams on the back. "No need to be nervous compatriot; I've been resigned to my fate for nearly seven years now. A.J. Sutler died with Eden, Lucy & Gordon down in Raven Rock; since then I've been nothing but a shell, 'chugging along' like the Enclave. I have nothing anymore Adams, everything personal to me is gone, yes I have my Sutler family memorabilia but everything to me is gone; I live for the Sutler legacy and the Enclave now, with a few glasses of scotch and cigarettes to keep the less objective parts of my corporial form moving along. But thank you all the same"
"A year and maybe a bit, and I still have so much to do, things you cannot even begin to imagine Adams; let's just say I have a 'skeleton in my closest', as it were, and before I go I want it removing from the face of Earth. No no no no you won't see my whither away, I'll be long gone. Only I will decide when it's time, no disease will be the end of me, it's strange Adams, I have the responsibility of deciding when it is time to end a dynasty three centuries old. But enough talk of the end, this is the begining; I am going to end most of the emergency powers and hold a General Election, I will resign my post of President and will not present myself as a candidate."