Ahmet: Poor Manuel, last of the Palaiologi. I should not have put him in charge of our Masyaf expedition. He was an arrogant man, impossible to keep in line.

Ezio: You disappoint me Ahmet. Why the Templars?

Ahmet: Because I am tired of all these pointless blood feuds that pit father against son, brother against brother. To achieve true peace, mankind must think and move as one body, with one master mind. The secrets in the Grand Temple will give us just that. And Altaïr will lead us there.

Ezio: Delusions. Altaïr’s secrets are not for you.

Ahmet: I am not interested in arguing, Ezio. I am here for the Masyaf keys.

Ezio: Keys? Are there more than this one?

Ahmet: So I have heard. Perhaps I should ask someone who knows better. Sofia Sartor? Is that her name?

Ezio: She knows nothing! Leave her be!

Ahmet: We shall see.

Ezio: I will kill you if you touch her!

Ahmet: I know you’ll try.

Ezio: Ehi Claudia. (Hey Claudia.) How are you?

Claudia: Bene… (Okay…)

Ezio: You shouldn’t keep things from me.

Claudia: It’s Duccio.

Ezio: What of him?

Claudia: I think he’s been… unfaithful.

Ezio: Who told you this?

Claudia: The other girls. I thought they were my friends.

Ezio: Harpies! You’re better off without them.

Claudia: I loved him.

Ezio: No, Claudia. You only thought you did.

Claudia: He should suffer for what he’s done.

Ezio: Wait here. I’ll go have a word with him.