Desmond: What’s this for?
Shaun: I’m keeping tabs on the other teams.
Desmond: Other teams?
Shaun: The Templars have been hunting down the Pieces of Eden using the map they got from you at Abstergo. Luckily, Lucy has provided us with a copy as well, allowing us to pursue them.
Desmond: And how’s that working out?
Shaun: So far, so good.
Desmond: If they find even one of those pieces, we’re gonna have problems.
Shaun: Oh, you’re picking up on that, are you? That is why we’re training you. Once you’ve acquired the necessary skills, we’ll be able to send you into the field.
Desmond: And what about you? Why aren’t you out there?
Shaun: I’m not out there cause my expertise lies in other areas. And to be honest, I prefer it that way. But make no mistake, Desmond, I’m an Assassin through and through. I’ve killed before, I expect to kill again. It’s just that I’d prefer not to.
Tag: Desmond Miles
“Summer time in New York City. Lazy days, long weeks sweltered in sweat. Mad love for the city I now called home.” – Desmond Miles
“Why would I ever go back to the way it was? To paranoia, to fear–I was free from all that. For the first time in my life, I was free…” – Desmond Miles
Hidden audio from Desmond’s Journey.
Harlan: Shit! He’s gone into shock.
William: Put him back in the machine. It’s the only way to fix this.
Harlan: But the Animus did this to him!
William: Am I the expert or not? Do it!
Desmond: No.
Let your friends, family, loved ones, and even strangers know you care about them with these phrases from the Assassins/Templar. Especially the last one.
Vidic: Time’s wasting, Mr. Miles!
Desmond: Yeah, yeah. I’m coming–
Vidic: We’re nearly done, you know.
Desmond: And then what?
Vidic: You’ll see. Maybe they’ll even let you watch when it begins. It’s not as terrible as you think.
Desmond: Look, I know you’re not gonna let me leave. So why not tell me what’s going on? Humor me.
Vidic: I’m not an idiot, Mr. Miles. I think you’ve already learned quite a bit.
Desmond: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Vidic: Of course not.
Desmond: All right, let me ask you something else then.
Vidic: Yes?
Desmond: Some of the stuff I’m seeing in the Animus… sometimes it seems… wrong. Untrue. Like the history’s off somehow. It doesn’t–
Vidic: It doesn’t what, Mr. Miles? Match up with what you read on an online encyclopedia? What your high-school history teacher taught you? Let me ask you something: do these supposed experts have access to secret knowledge, kept hidden from the rest of us?
Desmond: There are books, letters, documents… all sorts of source material from back then. Some of it seems to contradict what the Animus is showing me.
Vidic: Anyone can write a book, and they can put whatever they want on its pages. Anything. Used to be we thought the world was flat.
Desmond: Some people still do.
Vidic: Yes, and they publish books about it. Or that the moon landing was a hoax. I believe there’s also a book that claims the Earth was created in seven days. A best-seller, too!
Desmond: Where’s this going, Doc?
Vidic: The point, I suppose, is that you shouldn’t trust everything you hear. Everything you read. What’s that your ancestor said? ‘Nothing is true…’
Desmond: ’…everything is permitted.’
Vidic: Yes, exactly. It’s part of what makes the Animus so spectacular. There’s no room for misinterpretation–
Desmond: There’s always room.
Vidic: Touché, Mr. Miles. Now that I’ve answered your question, can we begin?
Happy birthday Desmond Miles!
“I thought Templars were old dudes with funny hats who sat around drinking beer, plotting world domination with like the… lizard people.” – Desmond Miles
“I’m tired of it. The cryptic warnings. The threats. Just tell us what you want!” – Desmond Miles
“They’ll never let me go…” – Desmond Miles
Note: This can be heard when you adjust the voice volume level.
William: Yes?
Desmond: Just thought I’d… you know… say hi.
William: You have more important things to do right now.
Desmond: Jesus, Dad.
William: What? What do you want me to say?
Desmond: I don’t know. ‘Hi, son. How are you? What have you been up to?’
William: I know what you’ve been up to. Nothing. You wasted away in some shitty apartment with a pointless job, while the rest of us were out there fighting to make a difference.
Desmond: You are such an asshole. Oh, you thinking about hitting me again? Because this time, I will hit back.