“Join the papal army, she said. Easy work. Good pay. Now look at me… Capitano di questa barca di merda! (Captain of the shit boat!)” – Eduardo

Actual gif. Or both. Whatever is best for you! Preferably the gif. Also perhaps the “bring me your sick and wounded” (pets) since I am in vet school and I owe you a free physical for your pup.

“I knew it was a trap. Don’t give them anything.”

(Don’t let him know I did anyway.)

“Underground” – Austin Wintory from Assassin’s Creed Syndicate (lyrics by Tripod)

Take a look round lively old London
Buzzing crowds we sweat and we revel
Red-cheeked shouts and songs
In the flicker of the gaslight

Eager Blighty bursts from the cobblestones
Racing, climbing blooming fertility
Born from secret seeds
That were scattered in the nighttime

London is fed upon the meat of the dead
They’re one shallow inch below the town

Underground
Underground
Leave them underground

Them that whispered dreams that only poisoned us

Them that told us lies of their bravery
Them that preached of progress, and put us in the poorhouse

Them done horrid murder on bloody stages
Them that loudly crowed their humility
Lords and dames that sung in the chapels on a Sunday

All quiet now.
Their mouths are stopped up by mud.
They lie flung in rags and make no sound.

Underground
Underground
Leave them underground

Those who fought for something better
Those who taught by how they lived
Loved ones taken long before their work was done

Underground
Underground
Leave them underground.

Underground
Underground
Leave them underground.

Source: SoundCloud / Austin Wintory

“Break the Fall” – Laura Welsh from Assassin’s Creed Syndicate Jacob and Evie Launch Trailers

“Now that’s booty!” – Shay Cormac

Source: SoundCloud / allsoundsasscreed

“Shay Whistling”

Source: SoundCloud / allsoundsasscreed

I know you’re there, Ezio. The Pope told me about you and your little group of Assassins…

and this.

Give me the gun his friend fashioned for us.

We’ve had too much bloodshed. I think a cleansing is in order.

So, consider this an invitation, from my family…

…to yours.

Al Mualim: Come, Altaïr. I would have news of your progress.

Altaïr: I’ve done as you’ve asked.

Al Mualim: Good, good.
I sense your thoughts are elsewhere. Speak your mind.

Altaïr: Each man I’m sent to kill speaks cryptic words to me. Each time I come to you and ask for answers. Each time you give only riddles in exchange, but no more!

Al Mualim: Who are you to say “no more”?

Altaïr: I’m the one who does the killing. If you want it to continue, you’ll speak straight with me for once!

Al Mualim: Tread carefully, boy! I do not like your tone.

Altaïr: And I do not like your deception!

Al Mualim: I have offered you a chance to restore your lost honor.

Altaïr: Not lost–taken. By you! And then you’ve sent me to fetch it again like some damned dog!

Al Mualim: It seems I’ll need to find another! A shame, you showed great potential.

Altaïr: I think if you had another, you’d have sent him long ago. You said the answer to my question would arise when I no longer needed to ask it. So I will not ask–I DEMAND you tell me what binds these men!

“Investigation Complete II” SFX

Source: SoundCloud / allsoundsasscreed

Gavin: Bill, good to see you! Listen, we’ve got a customs officer waiting to talk to everyone.

William: I hope you have something for us.

Gavin: Absolutely. Passports and papers for everyone.

Shaun: Ah, Brilliant. So I’m… I’m what, a Neurosurgeon now, am I?

Gavin: You’re a medical team from SUNY Upstate. Just back from Rome with your patient. Experimental gene therapy.

William: Good work. Let’s get this over with.

Rebecca: Wait… look. This is crazy.

William: What’s wrong?

Rebecca: Not sure. But Desmond’s brain is lighting up like a string of firecrackers…