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The preformatted text indicates a prompt present on the screen that needs to be interacted with for the dialogue to continue, this does not apply to the last prompt. In the Reassurance Bucket version of this ending, it is first required for Stanley to pick up the bucket before a prompt is presented.
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Apartment Ending
Phone rings
That's her, Stanley.
You need to be the one to do this, to reach out to her.
If you can truly place your faith in another, then pick up the phone.
Answering the phone
[Spoken by Stanley's wife]
Oh, Stanley, is that you?
Hold on sweetie, sorry to keep you waiting.
I'm just pulling the bread out of the oven.
Alright... okay, there we go!
Alright now!
I want you to come in and tell me all about your day at work.
Hahahahahahahahahaha! Gotcha!
Oh come on, did you actually think you had a loving wife?
Who'd want to commit their life to you?
I'm trying to make a point here, Stanley.
I'm trying to get you to see something.
Come inside. Let me show you what's really going on here.
Trying to go down the hallway
Sorry, but you're in my story now.
Entering the apartment
This is a very sad story about the death of a man named Stanley.
GOOD MORNING EMPLOYEE 427. PLEASE PRESS [KEY] ON YOUR KEYBOARD.
Stanley is quite a boring fellow. He has a job that demands nothing of him
and every button that he pushes is a reminder of the inconsequential nature of his existence.
PLEASE PRESS [KEY].
Look at him there, pushing buttons, doing exactly what he's told to do.
Now he's pushing a button. Now he's eating lunch.
Now he's going home. Now he's coming back to work.
One might even feel sorry for him, except that he's chosen this life.
PLEASE PRESS [KEY].
But in his mind - ah! In his mind he can go on fantastic adventures!
From behind his desk, Stanley dreamed of wild expeditions into the unknown!
Fantastic discoveries of new lands! It was wonderful!
And each day that he returned to work was a reminder that none of it would ever happen to him.
PLEASE PRESS [KEY] TO WATCH TV.
And so he began to fantasize about his own job.
First, he imagined that one day, while at work
he stepped up from his desk to realize that all of his co-workers, his boss
everyone in the building had suddenly vanished off the face of the earth.
The thought excited him terribly.
PLEASE PRESS [KEY] TO SPEND TIME WITH THE BOYS.
So he went further. He imagined that he came to two open doors and that he could go through either.
At last! Choice!
It barely even mattered what lay behind each door.
The mere thought that his decisions would mean something was almost too wonderful to behold!
PLEASE PRESS [KEY] TO PREPARE DINNER.
As he wandered through this fantasy world, he began to fill it with many possible paths and destinations.
Down one path lay an enormous round room with monitors and mind controls.
And down another was a yellow Line™ that weaved in many directions.
And down another was a game with a baby.
And he called it...
The Stanley Parable.
PLEASE PRESS [KEY] TO TELL YOUR KIDS A STORY.
It was such a wonderful fantasy. And so, in his head, he relived it again.
And then again, and again, over and over
wishing beyond hope that it would never end, that he might always feel this free.
Surely there's an answer down some new path! Mustn't there be?
Perhaps if he played just one more time.
PLEASE PRESS [KEY] TO TELL YOUR WIFE YOU LOVE HER.
But there is no answer. How could there possibly be?
In reality, all he's doing is pushing the same buttons he always has. Nothing has changed.
The longer he spends here, the more invested he gets, the more he forgets which life is the real one.
PLEASE PRESS [KEY] TO GO TO SLEEP.
And I'm trying to tell him this...
That in this world, he can never be anything but an observer.
That as long as he remains here, he's slowly killing himself.
But he won't listen to me. He won't stop!
Here, watch this.
Stanley, the next time the screen asks you to push a button, do not do it.
PLEASE PRESS [KEY] TO BE AT WORK IN THE MORNING.
You see? Can he just not hear me?
How can I tell him in a way that he'll understand, that every second he remains here
he's electing to kill himself?
How can I get him to see what I see? How can I make him look at himself?
PLEASE PRESS [KEY] TO QUESTION NOTHING.
I suppose I can't, not in the way I want him to.
But I don't make the rules, I simply play to my intended purpose, the same as Stanley.
We're not so different, I suppose.
I'll try once more to convey all this to him. I'm compelled to. I must.
Perhaps... well, maybe this time he'll see. Maybe this time.
PLEASE DIE.
And I tried again. And Stanley pushed a button.
And I tried again. And Stanley pushed a button.
And I tr-
Apartment Ending (Bucket)
Phone rings
“Now pick up the phone,” said the bucket.
“Pick up the phone, and it will take us back home, where we can go about life together.”
Answering the phone
This is the sad story of a man named Stanley and his bucket.
Once upon a time, I gave Stanley a bucket because I thought he was lonely and could use a friend.
And then, very distressingly, he began to believe the bucket could speak to him.
Trying to go down the hallway (Cut content)
Hey, hey, let me tell my bucket story over here!
Entering the apartment
HELLO STANLEY, IT'S ME, YOUR BUCKET!
PRESS [KEY] TO TAKE ME TO WORK WITH YOU.
The Stanley Parable Reassurance Bucket was merely meant to provide the comforting glow of companionship.
It doesn't literally talk and give you orders.
Whatever Stanley is hearing the bucket say to him is just in his head.
PRESS [KEY] TO TAKE ME BACK HOME WITH YOU.
Lately I've been concerned about him. Wouldn't you be concerned as well?
To see him delusional like this, obsessing over an inanimate metal object?
I want to say something to him, but I don't know how I can convince him, I don't know if he'll listen to me.
PRESS [KEY] TO GO BACK TO WORK.
Oh, I'll try anyway. Stanley! Can you hear me?
Listen to me, it's just a bucket. It can't think, it can't talk.
All it will ever truly do for you is effectively transfer a liquid from one location to a different location!
That's it. It doesn't do anything else.
DON'T LISTEN TO THE LOUD MAN.
PRESS [KEY] FOR US TO GO BACK HOME.
[Sigh] You see? He's not listening.
He's still taking orders from the bucket.
You know, once upon a time it was me he took orders from! Me he trusted and listened to.
Now all he cares about is this awful bucket, this stupid hunk of metal.
PRESS [KEY] TO IGNORE ANYONE IN YOUR LIFE EXCEPT FOR ME.
It's sad, but I suppose he doesn't need me anymore.
From now on, he's just going to cling to this bucket, this cold, empty bucket.
This... sort of shiny... bucket.
Hmm. I'll give it this, the bucket does have a nice shine to it.
YOU BELIEVE I'M REAL, DON'T YOU STANLEY?
PRESS [KEY] TO GO BACK HOME.
Yes, I suppose on closer inspection that it doesn't quite look like your average hardware store bucket.
It's just a little more, um, what am I trying to say?
Sturdier? More capable of transporting liquid?
Like it would be better at moving an amount of water from one room to another?
PRESS [KEY] TO RELIVE THIS SAME DAY WITH ME, OVER AND OVER.
Oh my god, what am I saying?
“Better at carrying water from room to room?” It's a bucket!
It's literally just a bucket!
Why do I feel some need to point out the ways in which it's... so much more than just a regular bucket?
PRESS [KEY] TO GO HOME TO WORK TO HOME TO WORK TO HOME.
Oh no. I'm - I'm having feelings. For the bucket.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, what's going on?
Why do I want to be with the bucket, hear what the bucket has to say
do anything it asks, what's wrong with me?
I don't understand! Perhaps... perhaps if I had the bucket
this would be less confusing, yes!
The bucket could tell me what to do in this troublesome situation!
[Picking up the bucket, but there is no prompt.]
Stanley, give me the bucket!
Give it to me! Give me the bucket, Stanley! I need it!
CLOSE YOUR EYES.
Give it to me, now! Give it, or I'll -