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Desmond: They escaped through here.

Lucy: What?

Desmond: Ezio and the villagers. After the attack, I can see them now.

Lucy: I know it’s difficult. But try to compartmentalize, Desmond. Focus on the present.

Desmond: What if I can’t stop the visions? How long before I start painting symbols on the walls?

Lucy: Don’t joke about that. Sixteen is dead. We’re focusing on the present, okay?

Brewster: I need two more weeks with the device.

Thorne: Your questionable practices are beginning to draw unwanted attention. You’ve been given more than enough time to achieve results, Sir David.

Brewster: I was unaware that you expected me to perform like a cocker spaniel.

Thorne: Permit me to remind you of your obligation to the Order.

Brewster: Miss Thorne, you ride me like a racehorse!

Thorne: Sir David. I will return tomorrow. If you have not unlocked the device’s secrets, forget your dogs and horses; I will leave you to the wolves. Good day.

Adéwalé: What’s our Course today, Captain? It’s a fine Day for any kind of Mischief.

Edward: What’s your Feeling?

Adéwalé: I’ll make no Secret of wanting to see the British brought to Heel. If we can take some their Gold and put it to use ourselves, I’d be a happy Man.

Edward: Spoken like a true Welshman, Adé.

Adéwalé: And what’s your Aim?

Edward: Master Kidd hinted at a Prize he was eager to show me down in Tulum. Quite some distance, mind. On the Yucatán Peninsula.

Adéwalé: You trust him to play it fair?

Edward: I can’t be sure. But he has a way of picking away at my Conscience that gives me Pause. I should go see him. Soon.

Adéwalé: So long as we take some Prizes along the way, I’m sure the Crew will understand. I’ll set a course for Tulum.

“Rosin the Beau” (lyrics from Brobdingnagian Bards)

I’ve traveled all over this world
And now to another I go
And I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin the Beau

To welcome old Rosin the Beau

To welcome old Rosin the Beau

And I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin the Beau.

When I’m dead and laid out on the counter
A voice you will hear from below
Saying ‘Send down a hogshead of whisky
To drink with old Rosin the Beau

To drink with old Rosin the Beau

To drink with old Rosin the Beau’
Saying ‘Send down a hogshead of whisky
To drink with old Rosin the Beau’

Then get a half dozen stout fellows
And let them all stagger and go
And dig a great hole in the meadow
And in it put Rosin the Beau

And in it put Rosin the Beau

And in it put Rosin the Beau
And dig a great hole in the meadow
And in it put Rosin the Beau

I feel that tyrant approaching
That cruel remorseless old foe
And I lift up me glass in his honour
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau

Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau

Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau

And I lift up me glass in his honour
To the memory of–

(One more time!)

Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
And I lift up me glass in his honour
To the memory of old Rosin the Beau