Assassin S Creed

"Wealth, power, ambition… such things I have seen in my short time on earth, and reveled in them. Such things are the wonders of man. You may believe you have ended my life, but the truth is, you have completed it. To perish in this age-old struggle is an honor befitting a king."

"You Assassins are a plague on the hope of humanity, putting down every edifice of progress we manage to build up. Given enough time, I could have delivered my people into the arms of the Templars. But no more."

"You do your duty well, Assassin... but you do it with such coldness that I almost pity you. The lives you fight to protect are dull, weak, and lacking luster. What a bland world it will be if you Assassins get your way."

"Ah, what a bitter irony. Is this the result of Suleiman's investigation? [Ezio: You collude with the Sultan's enemies. What did you expect would come of such treachery?] I blame myself. Not for treason, but hubris. I was preparing an ambush. Preparing to strike the Byzantine Templars where they felt safest. [Ezio: What proof do you have of this?] See here. This will lead you to the Byzantines in Cappadocia. Destroy them if you can. [Ezio: You have done well, Tarik. Forgive me.] Protect my homeland, Assassin. Allah ashkina, redeem the honor we have lost in this fight."

"I can never forgive you Altaïr. The lies you told about my family, my father. The humiliation I suffered. [Altaïr: They were not lies, Abbas. I was ten years old when your father came to see me. He was in tears, begging to be forgiven for betraying my family. Then he cut his own throat. I watched his life ebb away at my feet. I will never forget that image.] No. [Altaïr: But he was not a coward, Abbas. He reclaimed his honor.] I hope there is another life after this one. Then I will see him, and know the truth of his final days... And when it is your time, we will find you, and then there will be no doubts."

"Those ships are armed. They're waiting to stop your boat. You take care of them. We will clear the docks."

"I should have been Constantine's successor. I had so many plans. [Ezio: Your dream dies with you, Manuel. Your empire is gone.] Ah, but I am not the only one with this vision, Assassin. The dream of our Order is universal. Ottoman, Byzantine... these are only labels. Costumes and facades. Beneath these trappings, all Templars are part of the same family. [Ezio: Enough prattling. I am here for the Masyaf Key.] Then take it. Take it and seek your fortune. See if you get within one hundred leagues of that library before one of us finishes you off."

"Soldiers! Selim is not your master! You serve the Sultan! You carry out his command alone! Where is he? Where is our Sultan? [Selim: He stands before you, brother. Father made his choice.] Selim! Stop! Please! AH!"

"Haytham... You should have come to me. We would have found another way... [Haytham: Yes. But then you would have known. For what it's worth, I'm sorry.] As am I."

"Why, Haytham? [Haytham: Your death opens a door. It's nothing personal. Well, maybe it is a LITTLE personal. You've been a pain in my arse, after all.] But we are brothers in arms. [Haytham: Once, perhaps. No longer. Do you think I've forgotten what you did? All those innocents slaughtered. And for what? It does not engender peace to cut your way to resolution.] Wrong. Were that we applied the sword more liberally and more often... The world would be a better place, than it is today. [Haytham: In this instance, I concur. Farewell, Edward.]"

"Ah, no. What have you done? [Connor: Ensured an end to your schemes. You sought to claim these lands for the Templars...] Aye. That we might PROTECT them! Do you think that good King George lies awake at night hoping that no harm comes to his native subjects? Or that the people of the city care one whit about them? Oh, sure, the colonists are happy to trade when they need food or shelter or a bit of extra padding for their armies. But when the walls of the city constrict - when there's crops that need soil - when there's... when there's no enemy to fight - we'll see how kind the people are then. [Connor: The colonists have no quarrel with the Iroquois.] Not yet. But they will. 'Tis the way of the world. In time, they'll turn. I... I could have stopped it. I could have saved you all... [Connor: You speak of salvation, but you were killing them.] Aye! Because they would not listen. And so... it seems... neither will you. [Connor: May the Faceless One grant you the peace you claimed to seek.]"

"Why... Why did you do this? [Connor: To protect Adams and Hancock – and those they serve. You meant to kill them–] Kill them? Are you mad? I wanted only to parlay. There was so much to discuss. To explain... But you've put and end to that now. [Connor: If you speak true then I will carry your last words to them.] They must lay down their arms. They must stop this war! [Connor: Why them and not the Redcoats?] Do you not think we asked the same question of the British? These things take time. And it would have succeeded, had you let me play my part. [Connor: The part of the puppeteer.] Better we hold the strings than another. [Connor: No. The strings should be severed. All should be free.] And we should live forever on castles in the sky! You wield your blade like a man, but your mouth like a child! And more will die now... because of that... [Connor: It is better to have faith in something than none at all.]"

"Dammit. I thought I'd at least live to see another day. Shame. [Connor: I want answers. Why did Johnson try and buy my people's land? Why was Pitcairn targeting Adams and Hancock? What purpose would Washington's murder have served? Why does your order support the British?] How should I know? The Templars. Lee. The big man, Haytham. They 'as the money. They 'as the power. That's the reason I threw in with 'em. That's the ONLY reason. Sure, they 'ave some sort of vision, for the future too. I didn't give a damn about any of that. They can sing their songs about mankind and its troubles. They can make their plans and spring their traps, don't bother me none. They paid me so I said yes. Didn't bother to ask who or how or why. Didn't care. [Connor: You chose to side with men who would rob us of our humanity simply because it was more profitable?] Wot else is there? I'm not some blind fool who'd give up all I've got on principle. What IS principle anyway? Can ya bring it to the bank? Don't look at me like that. We're different, you and I! You're just some blind fool who's always chasin' butterflies. Where as I'm the type of guy who likes to have a beer in one hand and a titty in the other. Thing is, boy, I can have what I seek. Had it, even. You? Your hands will always be empty."

"[Connor: Your reign over the Colonial coast has come to an end.] Is that why you hunted me? Because you thought me an enemy to the cause? You're every bit the fool I was told. [Connor: You brought pain and suffering upon innocent people for nothing but personal gain.] Pain. Suffering. I set them free. Weeded out the dissenters and empowered the Patriots. So what if I was named Admiral. The Revolution needs one and I was the best man for the job. The only man. If not for me, the Continental Navy would remain but a handful of rafts. For all your vision, you Assassins are blind to the truth. [Connor: Enough.] Wait! Let the Randolph die with me. Don't take her as a prize... please... Please. I want no quarter... Just to sink with my ship."

"[Connor: Where are the supplies you stole?] Go to Hell. [Connor: I ask again: where are the supplies?] On the island yonder, awaiting pickup. But you've no right to it. It isn't yours. [Connor: No, not mine. Those supplies are meant for men and women who believe in something bigger than themselves. Who fight and die that one day they might be free from tyranny such as you.] Are these the same men and women who fight with muskets forged from British steel? Who bind their wounds with bandages sewn by British hands. How convenient for them. We do the work. They reap the rewards. [Connor: You spin a story to excuse your crimes. As though you're the innocent one and they the thieves.] It's all a matter of perspective. There is no single path through life that's right and fair and does no harm. Do you truly think the Crown has no cause? No right to feel betrayed? You should know better than this, dedicated as you are to fighting Templars - who themselves see their work as just. Think on that the next time you insist your work alone befits the greater good. Your enemy would beg to differ - and would not be without cause. [Connor: Your words may have been sincere, but that does not make them true.]"

"My passing wins you nothing, Ratonhnhaké:ton. Charles Lee rides to Monmouth to reveal the Patriots' plans. The Loyalists will destroy them. The revolution will be ended. The Crown victorious. Our people... safe. [Connor: It seems our people will never be safe. You are resting now, my friend.]"

"[Desmond: Dad?] Not so fast, mister Miles. In case you hadn't noticed, I'm the one calling the shots. Now give me the Apple. [Desmond: You want it? Fine. Here it is.] Wait. No."

"Don't think I have any intention of caressing your cheek and saying I was wrong. I will not weep and wonder what might have been. I'm sure you understand. Still... I'm proud of you in a way. You've shown great conviction. Strength. Courage. All noble qualities. I should have killed you long ago. [Connor: Goodbye, Father.]"

"Why do you persist? You put us down. We rise again. You end one plot - we forge another. You try so hard. But it always ends the same. Those who know you think you mad and this is why... Even those men you sought to save have turned their backs on you. Yet you fight. You resist. Why? [Connor: Because no one else will!]"

"Connor, if you are reading this, I have failed to say goodbye as I wanted, but the time never seemed appropriate. I leave this land and all of its resources to you. I trust you now know this place has become something of great significance. A community to serve as an example of what this would-be-nation could become. But the larger and stronger it grows, the more fragile and difficult to defend it becomes. I hope your friends who are birthing this infant country understand this truth. Your unwavering tenacity and honesty have burdened you with responsibility far greater than any one man should bear. But you, if anyone, are capable. You have given an old man hope that all is not lost, and for that I thank you. I ask that you lay my bones to rest on the hill overlooking the water, there is no other place on this earth I'd rather be. I am grateful to have met you, knowing you will guide this land and these people to a better future. Yours in brotherhood, Achilles."

"You need to go. All of you. Now. Get as far away from here as you can. [William: Come with us. We'll find another way.] There isn't time! [William: Son...] You know it's true. It's already started. I need to do this now. So go! GO!"

"You'll not succeed here!"

"[Ratonhnhaké:ton: Oiá:ner.] Ratonhnhaké:ton. Arnold's men followed your trail back here. Your brothers fought well but there were too many. [Ratonhnhaké:ton: I thought the tea...] Gives strength, not immortality. [Ratonhnhaké:ton: It gives me life! I've never felt anything like it!] You must be careful. Respect the power of the tea, Ratonhnhaké:ton. Your mother was right to worry about the danger. [Ratonhnhaké:ton: I'm certain I can defeat anyone!] Good. First kill Arnold and stop the destruction here. Then kill Washington. You must succeed. Ratonhnhaké:ton. If not you...nobody."

"[Ratonhnhaké:ton: I have waited a long time to end your treachery. You escaped me once, but today you die.] Who are you? What is happening? [Ratonhnhaké:ton: You know who I am.] I've never seen you before in my life! Washington's apple. He uses it to control men you... you have to believe me. I... I was not in my right mind. [Ratonhnhaké:ton: What you did at West Point was of no one's mind but yours.] West Point? I... I've never set foot in that fort in my life. Please. Washington, he's gone mad. You, you have to bring him down. He's no more a man but a monster. Find Benjamin Franklin in Boston. He can help you - but you have to, you have to free him. [Ratonhnhaké:ton: Free him from where? Where?]"

"I've done such horrible deeds. ... it's the scepter, but ... that's no excuse. Every man holds evil deep within. The apple just brought it out."

"Ah. It is you. At last. [Ratonhnhaké:ton: Commander Washington. If you give up the Apple, I will let you live.] Give up the Apple? [Ratonhnhaké:ton: It controls you.] Is that what you believe? I believe I control it. Although I never considered the possibility that it could control someone. Perhaps it can. [Ratonhnhaké:ton: You have been corrupted by the Apple's power.] Corrupted? Well, that raises an interesting question: Do you wish me to give up the Apple in order to ... save my soul? ... Or do you wish the Apple for yourself, so you can control the nation? [Ratonhnhaké:ton: ... The true rulers are the people.] Let's not deceive ourselves. It's an absurd thought, but let's suppose that I were beholden to this Apple, how would you behave differently? [Ratonhnhaké:ton: I would use it for the good of everyone.] Possession of the Apple is both a burden and a blessing. Tell me, when you shake the earth, do you feel that you are a slave to the people? ... Or do you wish to be their master? [Ratonhnhaké:ton: People want you brought down.] But you didn't answer the question. I am the only King here."

"Commander Washington. [Washington: I thought I was alone.] I'm sorry to interrupt. [Washington: It's quite all right.] Things appear to be at a stalemate. [Washington: I'm afraid so.] Might I suggest, Commander, that a republic cannot survive in a world with so many contending powers. [Washington: I beg your pardon?] Elected bodies, to be sure. The war was fought for this. For this nation to prosper, for this nation to thrive, the weakness of a republic must be balanced by a powerful man at its center. A powerful man, Commander, who if... if I may be so bold, would be elevated in the eyes of the world if he were given the title of King."

"Sir, I believe I can answer you in complete candor. Your proposal raises the greatest mischief that can befall my country! You could not have found a person to whom your schemes are more disagreeable. Let me conjure you then, if you have any regard for your country, concern for yourself or posterity, or respect for me ... ... to banish these thoughts from your mind, never communicate, as from yourself, or any one else, a sentiment of the like nature."

"Why? [Aveline: You would sacrifice the good of the colony to a Templar conspiracy, Gouverneur. I should ask you why.] The Order... is... the... future. The... the Templars will keep our colony... French. [Aveline: The Templars will keep the colony Templar. Why does de Ferrer want workers? Tell me his plans and redeem yourself.] I know nothing of his plans. I was to send him slaves and vagrants--the ones most likely to rise up against-- [Aveline: Against those who would oppose oppression and claim the life that is owed them? Rest in peace, Gouverneur.]"

"By your hand, Agaté betrays me one final time. The locket you wear--I know it well. The first time Agaté betrayed me, it was for the woman, the thief... She wore one just like it. [Aveline: Who was she? What was her name? What was her name?]"

"How wonderfully useful you are. You remove those who would supersede me in rank. You find pieces of the Prophecy Disk, saving me the effort. .. If you weren't my enemy, I would take you for my friend! Our aims must not be so different for all the help you give me."

"[Aveline: Good night, Company Man.] Company Man? No. You are mistaken. [Aveline: What?] Futile murder... beautiful death. She... will make you suffer."

"[Aveline: I had hoped it would not come to this. Now, in death, eternal freedom.] You mock me! I chose my destiny. That is real freedom. Perhaps one day you will know it too. [Aveline: I... Who is the Company Man?] The answer has been in your own backyard all along. Just open your eyes--"

"[Aveline: Mentor, do not force my hand! The Agaté who trained me is a man of truth and courage. I know he still lives within you. Let him out again!] Oh, what have I wrought? I should have stayed with your mother. You should have been my child, raised as a daughter, not twisted into this... monster. [Aveline: Go now, Agaté. Run. And promise never to return.] You would bid me a coward's slow, pointless death? As you did Ulloa? I will not live with the dishonor. I-- [Aveline: Agaté! No!]"

"Why? [Aveline: You blame Chichen Itza on de Ferrer, but I see through you.] My daughter... No. [Aveline: "Daughter". Only two people can call me that. You banished one, and sacrificed the other. Foxglove. You killed my father with your "care" and your tonic. Why? Because he never truly loved you? And Jeanne, my mother. You stole her child, sent her away. You kept her enslaved even after my father had freed her. And now you attempt to return me to that fate.] In the service of humanity! In Work, the purpose for which you were created. We were created! The highest purpose. [Aveline: I. Will. Not. Serve. You.] No!"

"[Edward: You remember the gift you gave me? Well it answers just fine.] (You son of a whore!) As bold as a musket ball, and still half as sharp! [Edward: I'm sorry about this, mate. But I can't risk you telling your Templar friends about me still kicking around.] I pity you, (buccaneer). After all you have seen, after all we showed you of our Order, still you embrace the life of an ignorant and aimless rogue. [Edward: (rips Templar key from du Casse's necklace) What's this...?] Is petty larceny the extent of your ambition? Have you no mind to comprehend the scope of ours? All the empires on Earth, abolished! A free and opened world, without parasites like you! (May the Hell you find be of your own making.)"

"No! I cannot die at the hands of the Taíno. My father saw such potential in these islands. Gold... Industry... Freedom... all of it squandered. You have not a clue how to use it. He could have brought you wealth. [Opía Apito: You believe we wasted freedom by living freely? You die a prisoner of your Templar mores.] [Edward: Let's not argue with a dead woman. Here's my prize.]"

"I knew we would end in fire, but I always thought our positions would be reversed. I should have died happier, knowing there was one less Assassin in the world. What a pity, we could never fight together on the correct side of things. [Edward: Would, uh... you two, like a moment alone?] [Rhona Dinsmore: No. It's too late. Take it. His charm's all used up. Let the memory of him be locked away for good.]"

"Antó. How many years have we fought? Your men, in the mountains, with no weapons to speak of. And my army, resplendent. And yet you live, and I die... [Antó: You lacked the conviction to win.]"

"Traitor! [Edward: It takes one to know one.]"

"Imagine. The Queen of Pirates, Jing Lang, defeated for a fake map. I have been arrogant. [Edward: Really?] Yes. I stole the real one. Both halves. My husband has it. [Edward: Your husband?] A better man than these fools."

"Why hang over me like a leering crow? To see an old man suffer? [Edward: You've caused no small portion of suffering yourself, Mr. Prins. Retribution, I suppose.] You absurd cutthroats and your precious philosophy. You live in the world, but you cannot make it move. [Edward: You mistake my motive, old man. I'm only after a bit of coin...] As was I, lad. As was I."

"[Edward: The Governor's given us a pardon, Commodore. Don't a man's word mean anything in these times?] Has syphilis clouded your mind? Why scratch and claw to protect such squalor? You're parasites, feeding off the industry of honest men! [Edward: Much like King George in that respect.] Know your place, peasant! You may have taken my life, but you have not improved your own by any measure! [Edward: Does some purpose keep you talking?] If not for that heathen, Governor Rogers, I'd have seen you hanged from your own crosstrees, worm! All of you!"

"Kenway! [Edward: Here!] In a world without gold, we might have been heroes! [Edward: THATCH!]"

"[Edward: You god damn fucking knave, Vane!] N-nancy boy. Y-you only done half of the fucking job. [Edward: Fucking Hell. Is this my reward for believing the best about men? For thinking that a bilge rat like you could muster up some fucking sense, once in a while! Maybe Hornigold was right. Maybe the world does need men of ambition... to stop the likes of you from mucking it all up.] Or maybe you just don't have the stones to live with no regrets. [Edward: Don't save me a spot in hell, shanker. I ain't coming soon.]"

"(Cockram) You done us good, Kenway. Proved yourself a true Bravo. And for what? (Burgess) His own bloody pride. [Edward: You stepped in the path of my prize. Not a thing a man should do.] (Cockram) A cocksure cully, just like Hornigold said. [Edward: That Templar scab means nothing to me. None of you do.] (Burgess) And you're worse for it, Kenway! It were the Templars who took us in when all else went to shit! Not our king. Not our country. The Templars. (Cockram) The Templars is our family. Where's yours?"

"You could have been a man who stood for something. But you've a killer's heart now. With nothing but mettle to show for all your blunders. [Edward: A damn sight better than you, Ben. The heart of a traitor, who thinks himself better than his mates!] Aye, and proven true! What have you done since Nassau fell? Nothing but murder and mayhem! [Edward: You threw in with the very kind we once hated!] No! These Templars are different. I wish you could see that. But if you continue on your present course, you'll find you're the only one walking it! With the gallows at its end. [Edward: It may be. But now the world has one less snake in it. And that's enough for me.]"

"Don't die on my account. Go. [Edward: You're such a pain in the arse. Damn it, you should have been the one to outlast me.] I've done my part. Will you? [Edward: If you came with me, I could. Mary?] I'll be with you, Kenway. I will."

"[Edward: You was a privateer once. How is it you lack so much respect for sailors only trying to make their way in this world?] You couldn't possibly understand my motives, cretin! You, who've spent a whole lifetime dismantling everything that makes our civilization shine. [Edward: But I do understand. I've seen the Observatory, and I know its power. You'd use that device to spy and blackmail and sabotage.] Yes, and yet all for a greater purpose. To ensure justice. To snuff out lies and to seek the truth. [Edward: There's no man on Earth who needs that power.] Yet you suffer the outlaw Roberts to use it! [Edward: No. I'm taking it back. And if you tell me where he is, I'll stop the man.] Here at the edge of a blade, I find a friend in you at last! Príncipe, you mad bastard. Our best sources say Príncipe..."

"A merry life and a short one, as promised. How well I know myself. And what of you, Edward? Have you found the peace you seek? [Edward: I'm not aiming so high as that. For what's peace but a confusion between two wars?] You're a Stoic, then! Perhaps I was wrong about you. She might have had some use for you after all. [Edward: She? Of whom do you speak?] Oh... she who lies in wait. Entombed. I had hoped to find her, to see her again. To open the door of the temple and hear her speak my name once more. Aita... [Edward: Talk sense, man.] I was born too soon, like so many Others before. [Edward: Where's the device, Roberts?] Destroy this body, Edward. The Templars... if they take me..."