Shaun: Apart from the death squad on our tail? ‘part from that?
Bishop: Backup’s on the way. Why are you pushing yourself so hard? It’s not your job to fight Templars.
Shaun: I had this colleague. He was our boss’s son. I didn’t much care for him at the start. Everyone treated him like he was so bloody special.
To me, he just wasn’t invested in anything that didn’t affect him personally.
But, I was wrong about him. He became my friend. Put himself through hell. And he saved us all in the end.
So I reckon…
Well, I can’t apologize to him,
but I can, I don’t know. I can try and live up to his example.
Galina: You are a good Assassin.
Galina: Hello. It has been too long.
Shaun: Galina! Blimey. I have not seen you since we blew up that lab in Paris!
Galina:Da (Yes). There were many explosions and you screamed like a baby.
Bishop tells me Otso Berg is here.
Shaun: Superb! Now, if you wouldn’t mind keeping watch, I’m going to lie down and die now.
Galina: Rest. We have a big fight coming.
Guest I: Good evening, Gonfaloniere. Uberto: To you as well. I trust you’re enjoying yourselves? Guest I: Indeed! A nice distraction from that nasty business with the Auditore family. Uberto: And to think I once thought of Giovanni as a brother… Guest I: Don’t blame yourself! How could you have known what evils he planned? Guest II: I say we strike that traitor’s name from the record books. Let history forget he ever even existed. Uberto: Hmmm. Yes, I should look into that. If you’ll excuse me for a moment…
(I forgot that civilians take 6 years to walk from one place to another…)
Beatrice: Uberto! A moment of your time? Uberto: Anything for you, Beatrice. Beatrice: (Snort laughs) So! Tell us! How does it feel to be a hero? Uberto: Please, I am no such thing. As Gonfaloniere it is my duty to ensure that the city of Firenze remains a shining beacon of justice. Corruption and its ilk shall find no purchase here so long as I am in control. Beatrice: You are a treasure, Uberto! I hope Lorenzo recognizes that! Uberto: Yes… our great leader, Lorenzo. I’ll see you ladies later.
(3 years later…)
Guest III: Ah, Uberto! There you are. I was just telling the other about the execution… Guest IV: I mean no offense, but… what if they did not act alone? Uberto: You can rest easy, friends. I am confident that this treachery began and ended with the Auditore family. Guest V: What of the other son? Ezio, was it? Uberto: The child poses no danger. Soft hands and an even softer head. He’ll be caught and executed before the week is out. Guest III: Don’t let us keep you, Uberto. We just wanted to say hello.
(Yet they start bolting the moment Ezio starts speedwalking…)
Guest VI: Evening to you, Gonfaloniere. Uberto: Is everything to your satisfaction? Guest VI: Do you even need to ask? Of course! Guest VII: Accept our thanks – for this evening – and for helping to keep Firenze safe. I always had my doubts about the Auditore. Where did the family even come from? To gain such wealth and … and prestige in… in a single generation? Guest VI: And the children – with their odd names. Always making trouble. Guest VII: No surprise, given the company their father kept; whores and thieves, I swear it! Uberto: Indeed. It is clear now he sought to undermine the city – to overturn all we’ve worked so hard to build. Guest VII: But thanks to you, that’s over now.