While being held captive at Abstergo Industries, Desmond secretly had multiple conversations with Lucy Stillman, Dr. Vidic's assistant. Before each Animus session, he would also have conversations with Vidic, who would discuss certain details of Abstergo's goals.
Lucy: We've got a problem. I can't anchor him to the memory. Too much psychological trauma. He's rejecting the treatment. Retreating.
Vidic: Desmond, I need you to try and relax.
Lucy: Let me try and stabilize it...
Vidic: Focus. Listen to the sound of my voice. Recognize that what you're seeing isn't real. Just a picture of the past. It can't hurt you.
Lucy: Dammit! It's not working.
Vidic: Give it a moment, Ms. Stillman. He'll adjust. The first time is never easy.
Lucy: We're losing him!
Vidic: That's enough, Ms. Stillman!
Lucy: We need to pull him out. Now.
Vidic: Alright, Desmond. We're going to try and bring you out now.
Lucy: You ok?
Vidic: I told you he'd be fine.
Desmond gasps and inhales in deeply.
Vidic: Now, now, I just saved your life.
Desmond: Saved my life?! You kidnapped me! You strapped me into that... thing!
Vidic: Animus. It's an Animus.
Desmond: I don't even know you people! Why are you doing this to me?
Vidic: You have information we need, Mr. Miles.
Desmond: Information?! I'm a bartender, for Christ's sakes! What do want me to do, teach you how to mix a Martini?!
Vidic: We know who you are. What you are.
Desmond: I don't know what you're talking about.
Vidic: Don't play coy with me, there isn't time. You're an Assassin; and whether you realize it or not, you've got something that my employers want, locked away in that head of yours.
Desmond: But I'm not an Assassin! Not anymore!
Vidic: Yes, your file indicated as much. Something about an escape. Most fortunate for us.
Desmond: What do you want from me?!
Vidic: For you to do as you're told. The Animus will allow us to locate what we need. Once we have it, you'll be free to go.
Desmond: I am not going back in there!
Vidic: Then we'll induce a coma, and continue our work. When we're done, you'll be left to die. Truth be told, the only reason you're still conscious is because this approach saves us time.
Desmond: You're insane!
Vidic: So what is it, Mr. Miles? Live or die?
Vidic: A wise decision.
Desmond: Whoa. Where am I?
Vidic: You're inside the Animus.
Desmond: Which is..?
Vidic: It's a projector that renders genetic memories in three dimensions.
Desmond: Genetic memory?
Vidic: Seems you'll need a bit of a tutorial. Very well, we'll start simple. What is a memory, Mr. Miles?
Desmond: It's the... recollection of a past event.
Vidic: Specific to the individual remembering the event.
Desmond: Yeah, sure.
Vidic chuckles wryly.
Vidic: What if I told you that the human body not only housed an individual's memory, but the memories of his ancestors as well? Genetic memory, if you will. Migration, hibernation, reproduction. How do animals know when and where to go? What to do?
Desmond: That's just animal instinct.
Vidic: Now you're arguing semantics, Mr. Miles. Whatever you call it, the fact remains. These creatures hold knowledge, absent the requisite first-hand experience. I've spent the past thirty years trying to understand why. I've discovered something most fascinating. Our DNA functions as an archive. It contains not only genetic instructions passed down from previous generations, but memories as well. The memories of our ancestors.
Desmond: And the Animus lets you decode and read these DNA files.
Lucy: But there's a problem. This is the specific memory we're trying to access. Unfortunately, when we try and open the memory, your mind withdraws. You lack the confidence to step into your ancestor's body. That’s what happened earlier. You got knocked out of the target memory and pushed back to a more stable state.
Lucy: It's your subconscious. It's resisting. We found similar reactions among patients who undergo hypnosis to relive traumatic events. They can't jump directly into the specific memory. They need to be eased in. Even then, there can be problems.
Desmond: So how do we fix it?
Lucy: We find a memory you can synchronize with and move forward from there. You'll get used to it. This is the closest we can get, so, it's where we'll have to start. I'm uploading the tutorial program now.
Vidic: He's experiencing a far better adoption rate than the other subjects.
Lucy: I'm still pulling him out. He's been in there way too long.
Vidic: No, not yet! We're still so far from where we need to be.
Lucy: We shouldn't risk it.
Vidic: What's another hour or two?!
Lucy: Why don't we discuss this in the conference room? Give Desmond a minute to stretch his legs.
Vidic: I really don't see the need-
Lucy cuts Vidic off.
Lucy: Warren, please.
Desmond eavesdrops through the ventilation system.
Vidic: I don't appreciate you questioning my authority in front of the prisoner. There’s a word for that. I believe it's called insubordination.
Lucy: And I don’t appreciate you trying to kill him. There’s a word for that too. I believe it’s called stupid.
Vidic: Lucy! This isn't my decision. I don't set the deadlines, but I'm smart enough not to challenge them! Do you want to wind up like Leila?
Lucy: I know the accident has everyone on edge.
Vidic: Which is why we don't have time to coddle him!
Lucy: If you push him too hard, he'll shut down. And then, we'll have nothing!
Vidic: We have nothing now!
Lucy: But we will. You just need to have a little faith.
Vidic: Fine. But I want you thinking of ways to improve his staying power. We can't afford to stop every time the man breaks a sweat! It's bad enough that we have to traipse through these useless memories!
Lucy: I'll do what I can.
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Lucy: So, you're really an Assassin? Like Altaïr?
Desmond: Yes and no.
Lucy: What do you mean?
Desmond: I was supposed to be one. But I ran away from "The Farm" when I was 16.
Desmond: Yeah, that's what they called the place where I grew up. "The Farm." Like Masyaf, I guess, only not so, uh... creepy. Just a small desert community out in the middle of nowhere. About 30 of us living, you know, off the grid.
Desmond: I thought my parents were a bunch of crazy hippies trying to stick it to the man, you know. My dad was always going on about our enemies, how they'd be looking for us, how we have to be prepared. But... no one ever came. Nothing ever happened.
Lucy: Why did you run away?
Desmond: I could never leave the compound. Do you have any idea what it's like being stuck in a place, knowing there's a whole world out there you'll never get to see?
Lucy: Don't you miss your parents?
Desmond: No. As far as I'm concerned, they were never my parents. They were my wardens and I was their prisoner.
Lucy: It sounds like they only wanted to protect you.
Desmond: With all that's happened... I don't know. Seems like they were right.
Lucy: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to dredge up the past.
Desmond: It's all right. Gives me something to think about.
Lucy: Try and get some sleep. We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow.
Desmond: Got a question before I turn in.
Desmond: How did they find me? I mean, I haven't been near another Assassin in ten years.
Lucy: Use your real name?
Desmond: Never. Not before today.
Lucy: Credit cards?
Desmond: Cash only.
Lucy: Telephone number?
Desmond: There's no one to call.
Lucy: Driver's license?
Desmond: Motorcycle. Guilty pleasure.
Lucy: There's your answer. Photo, fingerprint.
Desmond: This is a drug company! What's Abstergo got to do with the DMV?!
Lucy: Desmond, these guys are everywhere. They... I... I'm sorry. I really can't talk about it.
The right ideaEdit
Desmond: Gotta say that's a little creepy, Doc. Waking up to you standing over me. You been watching me sleep?
Vidic: We're always watching you. Now get up. We've got a lot of work to do.
Desmond responds sarcastically.
Desmond: Ooh, wonder who I get to kill today.
Vidic replies back in a terse manner.
Vidic: Don't be so cavalier! Your ancestors almost had the right idea, Mr. Miles. If the deaths of a few people -- evil people, no less -- could save the lives of thousands more, well... it seems a small sacrifice.
Desmond: What do you mean, "almost"?
Vidic: They didn't go far enough! To use a rather tired analogy, corruption is no different than cancer. Cut out the tumors, but fail to treat the source and... well, you're buying time at best. There's no true change to be had without comprehensive, systemic intervention.
Desmond: Chemo for the masses.
Vidic: Education. Re-education to be more precise. But it's not easy, and it doesn't always take.
Desmond: Let me guess, you've got a better solution. What is it then?
Vidic: Now, that would be telling.
Desmond: So, care to tell me who shoved the stick up his ass?
Lucy: We have a deadline. One week... well, six days now.
Lucy: I can't talk about it.
Desmond: Man, put yourself in my shoes. I'm being held hostage by a group of scientists—at least I think you're scientists—and forced to spend all day in some crazy-ass machine. You won't tell me what you're looking for or why you want it, but I'm supposed to be thanking you for keeping me alive. This is so fucked!
Lucy looks up at Desmond.
Desmond: Sorry, but it is.
Lucy: What do you want me to do?
Desmond: Hmm, let's see... I don't know... maybe give me some answers?!
Lucy: I can't! And it's better this way. Safer.
Desmond: Safer for who?
Lucy: Both of us.
Desmond: Hey, you know what? I think I have a question you can actually answer.
Lucy: What's up?
Desmond: Why is it that sometimes the guys in there talk like they're from the future?
Lucy: The future?
Desmond: I mean the present. Now, today, whatever.
Lucy: You've probably noticed that English has become the official language of the Holy Land.
Desmond: Yeah, I was going to say...
Lucy: The Animus is translating speech it deems vital into more modern English. So expect a few anachronisms. I could probably make it more authentic, but... you ever read Chaucer?
Lucy: Yeah, definitely not for you.
Desmond: Can you tell me more about Abstergo? Or what goes on here, beyond the whole keeping me prisoner thing?
Lucy: Abstergo is one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the world. Their primary focus is anti-depressants. There's some information on the computer over there.
Desmond: But you already said this wasn't about testing a drug. So, what's the deal?
Lucy: I don't like where this is going.
Desmond: So it's safe to assume the Animus isn't a part of their public face.
Lucy: What, you haven't seen the commercials?
Desmond: Oh my God. She has a sense of humor.
Lucy: I'm sorry, Desmond. I've got a lot of work to do. Like I said, if you want to know more about the company, take a look at the computer. The telecommunication stuff is particularly interesting.
Vidic: Let's go, Mr. Miles! Time's wasting!
Desmond: Where's Lucy?
Vidic: Oh, don't worry, she'll be with us soon enough.
Desmond: So why are you doing this, Doc? What're you hoping to accomplish?
Vidic: You turn the television on lately? Read the newspaper?
Desmond: Never cared much for that stuff.
Vidic: Then let me sum it up for you: The world's a mess! It's pathetic, really. You've seen it firsthand yourself. A thousand years between you and your ancestor and society remains just as barbaric, just as stupid.
Desmond: And your point is...
Vidic: Order, Mr. Miles. The world needs order. That is what we are working towards, and that is what you are helping us to achieve.
Desmond: You expect me to believe you're building a better tomorrow?!
Vidic: That's exactly what we're doing! The human race calls out for direction. They want to know why they're here, what they're meant to do. Well... we're going to tell them. And once they understand how to live their lives, everything will be better.
Desmond: Better how?
Vidic: An end to all conflicts, large and small. Isn't that what you Assassins strive for? "Peace in all things?"
Desmond replies harshly.
Desmond: I told you, I'm not an Assassin.
Vidic: Right, right.
Desmond: I still don't know where I fit into this.
Vidic: In time, Mr. Miles. In time, you'll understand... or you won't! I don't care either way, just as long as you show us where it is.
Desmond: Where what is?!
Lucy: Sorry I'm late. Ready to go?
Vidic: Yes, we are.
Vidic: God damn it! What's the problem now?
Lucy: I'm getting weird temperature readings. I think the Animus is overheating.
Vidic: Christ! It's always something! How long?
Lucy: Too soon to tell.
Vidic: These delays are unacceptable, Ms. Stillman! I demand progress reports every hour!
Lucy: It's gonna be a while, Desmond. Why don't you go lie down or something? Get some rest.
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Desmond: Why is he always yelling at you? It's his machine.
Lucy: His theories. He's not the one who built it.
Desmond: Who did? You?
Lucy: No, Abstergo has a team of engineers. Not much they don't have. But I did oversee the assembly. Guess that's why he gets so angry with me.
Desmond: He's a dick.
Lucy: He's under a lot of pressure. We all are.
Desmond: I can't believe you’re defending the guy.
Lucy: Warren saved my life. So, if he wants to yell a little, let him.
Desmond: What do you mean he saved your life?
Lucy: You're not the only one who doesn't get to go home at night.
Desmond: Wait, are you saying you're a prisoner?
Lucy walks over to the Animus.
Lucy: When they first approached me I was finishing up my Ph.D. The university made it clear I had no future there. They didn't like the subject of my doctorate... called it pseudo-science. Said keeping me on would discredit and embarrass them. It was the same everywhere. Other universities... companies I interviewed with... pretty soon I was out of money and out of time.
Lucy pinches her fingers together.
Lucy: I was this close to waiting tables. Then, I got a letter.
Desmond: From Vidic?
Lucy: He said he'd been following my career since undergrad. That he believed in my work and wanted to meet to discuss my future. You have no idea how good it felt to hear that. So I met with him. What did I have to lose?
Desmond: And he offered you a job.
Lucy: Yes. Here at Abstergo. Helping out on the Animus project. I'd have a chance to test my theories and prove the professors wrong. How could I turn that down?
Desmond: Think I'm missing the part where you became a prisoner.
Lucy: Sometimes I wonder if they weren't behind it all. If they manipulated events so I'd get desperate. They can do that. They can do anything. I didn't think when I agreed to come here... they even told me I'd be trapped. For 6 months, a year max. Once the product launched, there'd be no need for secrecy anymore. But, until then, I'd be a "guest of the company". At least... that's what they said.
Desmond: And when the Animus was ready?
Lucy: They came in while I was sleeping. Three guys... guns...
Lucy gets up and walks over to the nearby windows.
Lucy: They dragged me out of bed... God... the worst part is I knew them. One guy, Richard, we ate lunch together sometimes. And now he was gonna... They were cracking jokes... I tried to pull away... he hit me... and that's when he told me I was going to die.
Desmond: Christ! What did you do?
Lucy: Nothing. I kept telling myself it wasn't real. And then Warren was there, shouting at them to get away from me. And they listened.
Lucy: He's not a happy man, Desmond. I wouldn't even say he's a good man, but he saved my life. They never came for me again. And he promised they never would.
Desmond: But you're still stuck here working for these nutjobs.
Lucy: But I'm alive. Anyway, I really do need to get the Animus repaired. I'll see you tomorrow, Desmond.
Vidic: Rise and shine! We've got quite a day ahead of us!
Desmond: You're in a good mood this morning.
Vidic: Ms. Stillman has made some modifications to the Animus. You should be able to remain inside even longer now.
Desmond: And help you with your treasure hunt.
Vidic: This is serious business, Mr. Miles. I don't think you fully appreciate the work that Abstergo does.
Desmond: Maybe because I don't actually know what you people do.
Vidic: We change the world. Every day in a hundred different ways. Did you know that nearly every single breakthrough of the past millennia, be it medical, mechanical, or philosophical, has come from Abstergo or its predecessors?
Desmond: That's a bold claim, Doc. Think you might be exaggerating a bit?
Vidic: Not in the slightest. Oh, we certainly don't take the credit. That would arouse far too much suspicion. We choose our beneficiaries with great care.
Vidic: Isn't it obvious? It means we're in control.
Desmond: But how? What makes you guys so special, so smart? That you happen to invent all these things while us mere mortals stumble around like idiots?
Vidic: To be fair, we don't invent them. We find them.
Desmond: Find them?
Vidic: They're gifts, Mr. Miles, from those who came before. We'll have to continue this discussion later. Time's wasting.
Desmond: We're done already?
Vidic: Get up.
Desmond: Whatever you say, Doc.
Vidic's phone rings and he answers it, starting a conversation.
Vidic: I'm ending the session... I'll be right there. You're sure about this?... Yes. No. Everything's Denver... I don't see how he could... Of course... I understand.
Vidic hangs up, and then addresses Desmond.
Vidic: You're in a lot of trouble, Mr. Miles.
Vidic walks out of the laboratory.
Desmond: What's his problem?
Lucy: They're coming for you.
Desmond: Who's coming for me?
Desmond: Hey, I've got nothing to do with this!
Lucy: Sounds like they're mounting some kind of rescue attempt. Guess you're more important than you realized.
Desmond: Man, things just keep getting weirder and weirder around here.
Lucy: It was bound to happen.
Desmond: What do you mean?
Lucy: That little fight your ancestor started during the Third Crusade? It never ended. You’re being held by Templars.
Desmond: Vidic's a Templar?
Lucy: There's no way you could've known, they hide it so well. But to answer your question, Vidic works for them. We all do. Abstergo is their company.
Desmond: I thought Templars were old dudes with funny hats who sat around drinking beer, plotting world domination with like the... lizard people.
Lucy: No. Except the part about world domination, I guess. Look, Desmond, it's complicated. Half the stuff they say about the Templars comes from crazy tin-foil hat-wearing nutjobs. The other half is misinformation intentionally produced by the Templars themselves.
Desmond: But they are the "bad guys," right?
Lucy: If there's one thing I've learned since I started working here, it's that there's no such thing. It's all so relative. I guess the best way to explain it is... what they want is good. But the way they're going about it... It's bad, really bad.
Desmond: What are they trying to do? Lucy?
Lucy's phone rings and she answers it.
Vidic's voice can be heard through Lucy's phone.
Vidic: Ms. Stillman, I need to speak with you. Get up here, Now!
Lucy: On my way, Doctor.
Lucy hangs up.
Lucy: I'm sorry, Desmond, I have to go. You should turn in for the night. The answers to all of your questions are right in front of you. You just have to know where to look.
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Piece of EdenEdit
Desmond: I think there's a problem with the Animus.
Lucy: Nope. It's working fine.
Desmond: I'm pretty sure it just ejected me-
Lucy: I'm pretty sure you should shut up.
Desmond: You ready to finally tell me what's going on?
Lucy: We have to stop them, Desmond. When they access that last memory of yours... they're just getting started. They want to change everything. The way we live, the way we think, the way we are. You've gotten the lecture from Vidic. About what's wrong with the world, how we need "order and discipline." So, they're going to give it to us. Only, we don't have a say in the matter.
Lucy: The Templar treasure. They think it-
Lucy's phone rings and she answers it. Vidic responds through the phone.
Vidic: Ms. Stillman!
Lucy: I'm here.
Vidic: I need you to upload Desmond's files to the database.
Lucy: Got it.
Lucy hangs up again.
Desmond: So, what? They're using me to find the Templar treasure? What do they call it? The "Piece of Eden?"
Desmond: Well, it looking like it's at Masyaf. So I don't know why they're wasting all this time with me. Why don't they just send their people to pick it up?
Lucy: They can't... it's not that simple. The artifact from Masyaf... they had it. It was destroyed in the accident.
Desmond: Then, what are they hoping for me? For my ancestor to tell them?
Lucy: They're hoping he'll show them where the other ones are.
Desmond: You mean there's more than one of these things?!
Lucy: Oh, Desmond. You have no idea.
Lucy's phone rings again, with Vidic on the other end.
Vidic:' Is there a problem, Ms. Stillman?
Lucy: No, Warren. Everything's Denver on my end.
Vidic: Then, where are the files?
Lucy hangs up.
Lucy: I've gotta move these files before he gets suspicious. We'll talk more later.
Desmond: What does “Everything's Denver” mean?
Lucy: It means everything's fine.
Desmond: Why Denver?
Lucy: It's a reference to Denver International Airport. There's an underground facility there. It's where the accident happened.
Vidic: Time's wasting, Mr. Miles!
Desmond: Yeah, yeah. I'm comi-
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 replies shrewdly.
Vidic: I'm not an idiot, Mr. Miles. I think you've already learned quite a bit.
Desmond plays coy.
Desmond: I don't know what you're talking about.
Vidic: Of course not.
Desmond: All right, let me ask you something else then.
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 interrupts Desmond.
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 that 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 interrupts Vidic.
Desmond: There's always room.
Vidic: Touché, Mr. Miles. Now that I've answered your question, can we begin?
Vidic: I said get up, God damn it! Listen!
Vidic turns on the intercom, through which gunfire can be heard.
Lucy: Oh no.
Vidic: Seems your Assassin friends found us!
Vidic: How'd you do it, Desmond?!
Desmond: Hey, look, I don't know what you're talking about, but whatever's going on down there has got nothing to do with me!
Vidic: They are here for you! And I sure as shit didn't invite them!
Vidic talks into the intercom.
Vidic: What's the situation down there?
Abstergo guard: We're taking heavy fire!
Vidic: Can you contain it, or do I need to evacuate the prisoner?!
Abstergo guard: Only five or six! We've got them outnumbered! Couple of wounded, but we'll pull through. We'll get it under control.
Vidic turns off the intercom and turns to Desmond.
Vidic: Goddamn you, Desmond! You couldn't leave well enough alone!
Desmond: I told you I had nothing to do with this! How would I even contact them? Telepathy? Come on!
Vidic: Doesn't matter, they'll be dead soon enough. Here, have a listen!
Vidic turns the intercom back on and gunfire continues, before stopping abruptly.
Abstergo guard: Threat's been neutralized.
Vidic turns off the intercom for the last time, before turning back towards Desmond.
Vidic: Looks like the cavalry won't be coming.
Desmond: Don't know, Doc. You were freaking out a minute ago. Your little research facility isn't as secure as you thought it was? Worried they'll be back with more?
Lucy: I don't think so, Desmond.
Vidic: What Lucy is trying to say is that there aren't any Assassins left to come for you. We've been very busy this past year, hunting down your little enclaves, your desert communes and whatnot. I'm afraid you're on your own. Rest up, Mr. Miles. Tomorrow, we finish this!
Vidic walks out.
Lucy: I'm sorry, Desmond.
Desmond: He mentioned the desert. Do you think-
Lucy: They sent a team there, but the place was deserted. I don't know where your parents are, and I can't promise they're still alive. But I think they got away.
Desmond: Thanks. Thanks for checking.
Lucy: It's not as bad as it seems.
Desmond: What are you talking about? They just killed -- literally killed -- my only chance of getting out of here! And then, I find out the Assassins are all but destroyed and... Christ, I still don't know what these people are planning! But I do know they plan to kill me when they're done! I am screwed, okay!? What do you want me to do!?
Lucy: Just try and have a little faith.
Lucy bends her left ring finger, symbolizing the Assassins.
Lucy: Have faith. Rest up, Desmond. You're gonna need the energy.
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End of experimentEdit
Desmond finishes the final memory of Altaïr.
Desmond: What the hell was that?
Vidic: We've got the map.
Rikkin: How many?
Vidic: At least half a dozen.
Rikkin: We don't need them all.
Vidic: We should assume some amount of decay. I can't imagine they'll all still be functioning. At least two appear to reside on landmasses that no longer exist.
Rikkin: We'll dispatch teams to each site and determine viability. We only need one, after all.
Vidic: What about the rest?
Rikkin: Collect them! Let's not leave anything to chance! Last thing we need is some damn survivor making trouble for us in the New World!
Vidic: And the Assassin?
Rikkin: We have what we need. Kill him.
Lucy: Wait. You know how these things work. I doubt we'll be able to walk right in.
Rikkin: What's your point?
Lucy: We might need him. His memories. I'd recommend we hold him until we have confirmation that there aren't any surprises waiting for us at the sites.
Vidic: This is a waste of time.
Lucy: You said it yourself. We shouldn't leave anything to chance.
Rikkin: Very well. Ensure we have no further need of him, then kill him.
Vidic replies to Lucy.
Vidic: Stop undermining my authority!
Lucy: I just saved your ass.
Vidic: Let's go! We've got a lot of work to do. Don't get too comfortable, Mr. Miles! We'll be back for you soon enough.
Desmond gets up and activates Eagle Vision for the first time. Many symbols can be seen on the floor in the Animus room.
Desmond: What the hell is that?
Desmond goes to his bedroom and notices more symbols on the wall.
Desmond: Oh my god! It looks like.. is that blood? Who the hell were they keeping here before me? What happened to him? What does it mean I wonder?
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Assassin's Creed II
After escaping Abstergo, Desmond was introduced to his fellow Assassins, Shaun Hastings and Rebecca Crane. These two would assist Lucy in training Desmond to be an Assassin.
Escape from AbstergoEdit
Lucy: We have to go.
Desmond: Lucy! Where have you been? Why did they-
Lucy: Now. Get in.
Desmond: What's with the blood? Are you okay?
Lucy: Look, we have maybe ten minutes -- maybe -- before they'll figure out what I've done. If we're not out of here and on the road before then...
Desmond: Wait, we're leaving?
Lucy: Desmond, I promise I'll answer all of your questions. Later. But right now, I need you to just shut up and do what I say. So please -- get in the Animus.
Desmond enters the Animus and witnesses Ezio being born.
Lucy: Get up. Let's go.
Desmond: Yeah well, uh, I'm gonna need a second...
Lucy: There isn't time, Desmond. We have to leave.
Desmond: We're really getting out of here, huh... Abstergo's got some fucked up interior decorators...
Lucy: Stay close.
Two guards notice Lucy and Desmond escaping.
Abstergo Guard 1: Hey! You're not supposed to be up here!
Lucy types in a code and locks a door, to prevent the guards from following them.
Abstergo Guard 2: Open this door!
Abstergo Guard 1: I'm calling it in. We have a breach in the research wing. I repeat. There's been a breach in the research wing. Requesting backup from all available security personnel. Subjects appear to be armed.
Desmond: Glass walls. Fancy. These must be a bitch to clean.
Lucy and Desmond are spotted by some other Abstergo guards.
Abstergo Guard 3: There they are! Don't let them get away!
Lucy fights with the guards, swiftly taking them down.
Desmond: Holy shit! Look at this place. What about the cameras?
Lucy: I rigged them to loop old footage. How do you think I managed to hide all your night-time snooping from Abstergo?
Desmond: You're good.
Lucy: So I've been told. But they're onto us now. We need to hurry. Careful... We need to get to that elevator on the other side of the room. Follow my lead. But keep an eye out for security. I'd rather avoid a fight.
Desmond: Is that an Animus?
Desmond: What the... How many of them are there? Is it Animus-es? Or Animi? What do you think, Lucy? Lucy? What do they need with all of them?
Lucy: Desmond. Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Please...
Lucy swipes a card into a keypad and enters a code, which fails.
Lucy: Fuck! I thought this card would work... it must be on separate system and I don't have the code.
Desmond tries his hand at entering a code into the keypad.
Desmond: Wait... Shit! C'mon!
Desmond uses Eagle Vision to see the fingerprints on the keypad and enters the code 2374.
Lucy: How did you do that?
Desmond: I don't know.
Lucy: Let's go. It's always something.
Desmond: What was that in the Animus? Subject 16? Ezio Audi-Audi-something?
Lucy: I think we've been wrong all along. That's why we need to get out of here. Vidic and the Templars... they're only part of the problem.
Desmond: What do you mean?
Lucy: I'll explain when we get there.
Desmond: Get where?
Desmond and Lucy reach the parking lot and fight off a squad of guards. They run for Vidic's car and Lucy opens the trunk.
Lucy: Get in.
Desmond: You're joking.
Lucy: It's for your own protection.
Desmond: Oh man.
Desmond gets into the trunk of the car.
Lucy: We're almost there.
Desmond shoots a dirty look up at Lucy, who slams the trunk door shut.
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Arriving at the HideoutEdit
Finally, Lucy opens the trunk and Desmond sits up.
Desmond: Thanks for that. It was great. Being shoved in the trunk. Bouncing around. Loved it.
Lucy: This way.
Desmond gets out of the trunk and follows Lucy.
Desmond: So, you gonna tell me what's going on now?
Lucy: There was a reason for the escape, Desmond.
Lucy: We need your help.
Desmond: For what? Another treasure hunt through time?
Lucy: Abstergo's gonna replace their Apple of Eden. The map your ancestor found guarantees it. The other Assassins... they'll do what they can, where they can, but...
Desmond: What? What is it?
Lucy: We're losing this war, Desmond. The Templars are too powerful. And every day, more of us die.
Desmond: I still don't see how I fit into things.
Lucy: We're going to train you. Turn you into one of us.
Desmond replies in a shocked manner.
Desmond: What?! No, no, you've seen me in action. I'm no good at this! And even if I was, it would take months -- years even.
Lucy: No. Not with the Animus. Not with the bleeding effect.
Desmond: But I'm just one guy...
Lucy: Sometimes that's all you need.
Desmond: So that's why you found him... My ancestor. What was his name? Ezio?
Lucy: If you can follow in his footsteps, you'll learn everything he did -- just like he did. Years of training absorbed in a matter of days.
Desmond: You broke me out of Abstergo and brought me here just to make me an Assassin?
Lucy turns around.
Lucy: Look, there's a lot more to it than that, but it'll have to wait. Trust me, okay?
Desmond: Alright, I'm in. Tell me what you need.
Lucy: Really? You're sure?
Desmond: I thought you'd be happy about this.
Lucy stammers a little.
Lucy: Sorry, I'm just a little surprised. I spent the whole ride over here figuring out how I was gonna convince you to do this...
Desmond: Save it. After what those Templar bastards put me through, I'm ready, willing, and able.
Lucy hugs Desmond warmly.
Lucy: Thank you.
They keep walking into the hideout. Rebecca jumps up when she sees Lucy.
Rebecca: Lucy! You made it! God, it's been so long! Seven years, can you believe it?
Shaun: Indeed. Welcome back.
Shaun notices Desmond.
Shaun: Ah, so this must be the infamous subject seventeen... Desmond Miles, was it?
Desmond: Who are you?
Shaun: I'm sorry, where are my manners? I'm Shaun Hastings. This is Rebecca Crane.
Rebecca: Nice to meet you, Desmond.
Shaun: Right, well, it's been lovely chatting, but if you don't mind, Desmond, it's best we get straight to work. Time is precious. Doubly so these days.
Rebecca: We've got everything set up and ready, Lucy. Just say the word and we'll get going.
Lucy: Here. I brought you something. A parting gift from Abstergo.
Rebecca responds excitedly.
Rebecca: Whoa! The memory core! This is amazing! With their data, things are gonna go a lot faster. I'll get to work on merging the code...
Desmond walks over to Lucy.
Desmond: Hey, listen. I just wanted to say thank you, and that I'm sorry.
Desmond: Yeah, you know, before. Everything at Abstergo. It's just... I wasn't ready.
Lucy: It's okay.
Desmond: No, going through all that, knowing that the Templars still exist, what they're planning...
Lucy: What's done is done, Desmond. You're here now and that's what matters.
Desmond: Lucy, I've been seeing things. Symbols in my bedroom, the code on the keypad... Just like Altaïr.
Lucy: It's from the bleeding effect. You're taking on more than your ancestor's memories, you're taking on their skills too. In this case, Eagle Vision.
Lucy: You're more receptive now, so if all goes well, everything Ezio learns in the Animus, you'll learn too.
Desmond: You really think that this will work? That I'll become an Assassin?
Lucy: You already are an Assassin. You'll just be better at it.
Shaun: Yeah, hopefully much better at it. I mean seriously, I saw the tapes from Abstergo, you didn't even try to escape.
Desmond: What a dick.
Desmond walks over to Rebecca.
Rebecca: Hey Desmond, what's up?
Desmond: Just wondering what your role is in all this.
Rebecca: Me? I take care of Baby. It's my job to keep her up and running.
Desmond: Baby? You mean the Animus.
Rebecca: Actually, I prefer Animus two-point-oh since Baby's twice as awesome as anything you'll find at Abstergo. The Templars might have deeper pockets than us, but they've got no ambition, no passion, no competitive edge! That's why, even with all their resources, anything they can do, I can do better. Faster too. Anyway, take a seat when you're ready and we can get started. I just need to make few more adjustments...
Desmond approaches Shaun.
Desmond: What's all this stuff for?
Shaun: This stuff, Desmond, oh this stuff is nothing special, really, this stuff is just the stuff that keeps our entire operation from falling apart, really. It requires a great deal of concentration to keep it all moving, so you'll forgive me if I don't have time to play meet and greet.
Rebecca: Shaun's in charge of maintaining our knowledge archives -- it's like a digital library. He'll be riding shotgun with me while you're in the Animus. So if you come across anything of note -- people, places, events, etcetera -- he'll create database entries you can consult for additional information.
Shaun: Y-yeah, it's not just databases though. I also provide tactical support for the other Assassins. You know, Desmond, the ones who are out there -- actually doing stuff. Risking their lives, little things like that.
During Memory sequence 2Edit
Shaun: I've got a little request for you. I've identified several strange markings that I've discovered right across Renaissance Italy. Now, I don't know what they're doing there, but I want you to help me find out. Rebecca has marked there general location in the database with an eye icon and she made them glow as well. Keep an eye out.
After Desmond finds the first Glyph.
Shaun: That's one of the symbols. What does it mean? It must be there for a reason. Can you take a closer look. Hey! Try using Eagle Vision.
Rebecca: Wait, that's not possible. This can't be... hold on, that's computer code. Let me compile it... aw shit, it's an encrypted file.
Shaun: Upload it to my computer. I'm a master at decryption.
Rebecca: I can't. It's only compatible with the Animus itself.
Shaun: Up-upload it to Desmond then. I can't believe this.
After listening to Subject 16's recording.
Shaun: What the he-! How did this get inside our Animus?
Lucy: Oh, oh. The Memory Core, we transferred Sixteen's Memory Data from Abstergo into the Animus 2.0. He must have hacked the machine when Vidic left him alone between sessions.
Desmond: Hold on, wait a second... The signs on the walls in Abstergo... The ones written in blood. Those were clues! He was telling us to look for them inside the Animus.
After Desmond discovers the first Assassin Tomb:
Shaun: Look at that statue! It's identical in one in the Villa Auditore! I think you've stumbled onto one of the Assassin's Tombs Ezio's uncle mentioned.
Rebecca: Now that we know the way in, I'll tag the landmarks containing tombs in the database.
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After Memory sequence 6Edit
Desmond: Everything all right?
Lucy: Better than all right. You're making amazing progress.
Shaun: "Amazing" is quite a strong word.
Desmond: Then why are we stopping?
Rebecca: Prolonged exposure to the Animus can have, uh, side effects.
Lucy: It's nothing to worry about. You haven't shown any of the symptoms.
Desmond: Symptoms? What symptoms?!
Rebecca: Degradation of cognition, temporal hallucinations, multiple awareness issues, overlapping realities, you know.
Desmond becomes worried.
Desmond: So what you're saying is...
Shaun: What we're saying, Desmond, is if you're not careful, you may not need the Animus to visit with your ancestors. Which wouldn't be a bad thing assuming you could control it. Up until now, though, no one has.
Desmond: Subject 16.
Lucy: We have safeguards, Desmond. And they kept him in the Animus for way too long, sometimes days at a time. We're being careful with you.
Desmond: I hope so.
Lucy: Anyway, I was hoping we could test out your skill retention. See if you've picked up some of Ezio's abilities.
Desmond: I'm game.
Lucy: Great. Meet me downstairs when you're ready.
Desmond initiates a conversation with Rebecca.
Rebecca: Hey! Nice work today. You're a natural.
Desmond: Thanks. it's definitely getting easier. I gotta say -- after all the crap I went through at Abstergo -- It's nice to be with the good guys.
Shaun: "Good guys?" Let's not get carried away.
Rebecca: What's that supposed to mean?
Shaun: In case you've forgotten, Rebecca, we're Assassins. I could look it up for you, if you like. Basically, it means we assassinate people.
Desmond: Only when we have to.
Shaun: It's a choice. You're choosing to kill.
Desmond: I haven't killed anyone.
Shaun: No. Not yet. But what do you think all this is for, eh? You think Lucy is giving you Ezio's abilities so you can build schools in South America and deliver rice to starving Indonesians? What are you Desmond, a vegan? You'd be the first vegan assassin in history.
Rebecca: Look, it's not ideal. And taking a life is never easy. But sometimes there's no other way. Sometimes, Desmond, people have to die for things to change.
Shaun: She's got a point. But don't fool yourself into thinking you have no say. I mean, isn't it that what we're all about here? Safe-guarding free will?
Rebecca: Sorry... I didn't mean to make it into a whole big thing.
Desmond: Nah, it's cool. So, how's she treating you?
Rebecca: The translation software is still a bit laggy... You're probably catching the odd bit of Italian. Sorry about that.
Desmond: No worries. Abstergo's machine wasn't perfect either. And the subtitles... definitely a big plus.
Desmond walks over to Shaun.
Desmond: What could 16 have found that needs so much secrecy and security?
Shaun: Oh, I don't know, do I? Lucy thinks it's something about the Codex, but I'm not so sure. I'm all ears, if it's as life changing as 16 says. Blimey, if I was allowed to use the Animus, I'd be the one in there finding out. Instead, as usual I'm forced to sit here on the sidelines.
Desmond: What are you up to?
Shaun: What am I -- who are you, my mom? I've been running traces on the Codex pages. Looking to see if any of them are still around.
Shaun: Nothing concrete. Reports on one in the archives of the National Central Library in Florence. Maybe a few in the hands of collectors... probably Templars. I'd send someone to check it out, but we're very short on manpower.
Desmond: How do you think the Codex wound up in Italy? I mean... it seems so random.
Shaun: Dante Alighieri by way of Marco Polo.
Shaun: Something happened in 1321, yeah. Now, I'm still working on making the connections... But from what I can tell, Polo encountered the Assassins while visiting Kublai Khan. That's right, this must be when he obtained the Codex. Now, when he returned to Italy, he passed it on to Dante. Dante was close to them -- if not an Assassin himself. Now, I have no idea what brought the two of them together... But I tell you what, I reckon we can find out.
Desmond: I don't think Lucy wants us messing with the Animus.
Shaun: Yeah, you're right. We've got enough to deal with. I guess satisfying my curiosity will have to wait.
Desmond: How did you get involved in this?
Shaun: Most Assassins, Desmond, are like you, yeah? They're "born" into the Brotherhood. Not me, though.
Rebecca: Ugh, here we go.
Shaun: What?! He asked. Anyway, I've always been fascinated by the unexplained. There's something exciting there, you know, a sense that life is more interesting, more mysterious than we've been led to believe.
Desmond: So, what, you just stumbled across the Assassins?
Shaun: No, I found the Templars first, actually. Abstergo's a big company. It's too big, which means there were slip-ups, you know, like that mess they're having right now with the fluoride. Only I was tracking this stuff years ago. I must have been, what, 14? 15?
Desmond: You knew Abstergo was a Templar company?
Shaun: No, not at first. I just knew they were up to no good and I figured maybe I could do something about it. So I starting digging up everything I could on the company, posting stuff to news groups, trying to spread word, looking for people with stories to tell.
Desmond: You must have gotten Abstergo's attention.
Shaun: Well, fortunately, I got Rebecca's first. Otherwise I'd be at the bottom of a river.
Rebecca: You're welcome.
Shaun: Yep, she tried to warn me. Told me I was messing with the wrong people.
Rebecca: And what did you do?
Shaun: I thought you were mental.
Rebecca: But now you know better.
Shaun: Yep, now I know you're just a bit mental.
Rebecca: Long story short, I saved his ass! Multiple times! Should've just dropped him and let Abstergo have their way.
Shaun: Listen to you, trying to be all "bad-ass."
Desmond: So what happened?
Shaun: I have a gift, Desmond. I have a gift for seeing things. Making connections, like your eagle vision, you know. Only useful.
Rebecca: We offered him a place with us.
Shaun: Yes, you did, yeah. The alternative? A life on the run from the most powerful organization on the planet. I decided to prolong my life. I'm eccentric like that. So I signed up. I've been doing research and analysis for them ever since. Best part is, I love it.
Desmond: What are you doing?
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: How's that working out?
Shaun: So far, so good.
Desmond: If they find even one piece, we'll 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 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.
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With Lucy in the warehouseEdit
Desmond: So what's the plan?
Lucy: We're going to see what you've managed to retain. Come on.
They walk into the warehouse together.
Lucy: Abstergo's out there, waiting for us. They're better funded and better equipped. So it's only a matter of time before they find this place. We need to be ready for them when they do. I want you to activate the warehouse's defense system. I'll let you figure out how to reach the sensors.
Desmond: Aw, come on. Not even a hint?
Lucy: Open your eyes, Desmond.
Desmond starts the course and begins to suffer from the Bleeding effect.
Desmond: Uh, Lucy... I'm seeing things.
Lucy: Do the hallucinations last longer than thirty seconds?
Lucy: Then it's nothing to be worried about. It'll pass.
Desmond: So how am I doing?
Lucy: You've picked up every single one of Ezio's skills. The adoption rate is fantastic! Another day or two and we'll be done.
Desmond: All right, you've gotta tell me. Why Ezio? Why Italy? I mean, we could've just gone back to Altaïr again. Follow him during his early years.
Lucy: It started with Sixteen...
Desmond: Ah, good old Subject 16. He repainted my room, y'know... with his blood!
Lucy: I've been going through his files. Vidic flagged a couple of his Animus sessions. A bunch of different ancestors, different dates and locations... ancient Africa, the Middle East... but towards the end, he became obsessed with Italy. I think he knew about the Vault. A few of the records of his later Animus sessions are missing, and the sessions that are there... After everything the Templars put him through... after everything I put him through... it's all scrambled. If we hadn't pushed Sixteen so hard, we'd have all the answers already... and maybe he'd still be alive.
Desmond: So you're after the Codex and the Vault?
Lucy: I knew you had an ancestor in Italy who was at the center of all this.
Desmond successfully reaches all of the sensors.
Lucy: Alright, I think we're done for today.
Desmond: Lucy, what happened to Sixteen wasn't your fault. You were just as much a prisoner as I was.
Lucy: Thanks. Good night, Desmond. I'm glad you're here.
Desmond goes upstairs to the hideout. On the way, he experiences another vision and loses consciousness.
During Altaïr's sequenceEdit
Desmond relives Altaïr's memories in Acre.
Desmond: What the hell... What is this?... Where am I?... It's Acre. And... Altaïr? How the hell... I'm not even in the Animus. I must've passed out. Just having some kind of weird dream... Going without sleep for who knows how long... Guess I shouldn't be surprised...
Desmond notices a person who runs when they spot Altaïr.
Desmond: Hmm. That must be his target...
Altaïr chases his target to the top of the tower. The target takes off their hood.
Desmond: Hey, it's the woman from Acre. What was her name? Maria. Yeah. Wonder what he wants with her...
Altaïr and Maria kiss.
Desmond: Whoa... Alright, wasn't expecting that...
Part of the memory skips. Altaïr performs a Leap of Faith and leaves Maria, but the focus of the memory doesn't follow Altaïr.
Desmond: Wait a second... Why aren't I following Altaïr? I'm stuck here with Maria. Oh shit! That must mean... This is one weird dream...
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After Altaïr's sequenceEdit
Desmond wakes up, and Rebecca comes to speak to him.
Rebecca: Sorry to barge you on like this but it's getting late and we were... Hey, you okay?
Desmond: Yeah, yeah... All good. Weird dreams. That's all...
Rebecca: All right. I'll let you get ready. See you in a few.
Shaun: Ah! Good of you to join us.
Desmond: Sorry, long night...
Shaun: What a professional, what a professional approach!
Rebecca: Leave him alone!
Shaun: Well, you'll forgive me if I want to get some actual work done. Hmm, madness, isn't it?
Lucy: Shaun! Please. That's enough.
Desmond strikes up a conversation with Lucy.
Lucy: Uh, hi.
Desmond: Are you okay?
Lucy: Yeah, I'm fine. Everything's fine.
Desmond: You sure?
Lucy: We lost two more teams last night. That's eight of us just... gone.
Desmond: I'm sorry.
Lucy: I don't know what to do anymore... It just keep getting worse and worse.
Desmond: Hey, remember what you told me? You gotta have faith. And look. Here we are. Safe and sound.
Lucy: For how long? And when they find us? Then what?
Desmond: When that happens -- if that happens. We'll deal with it. I'll keep you safe.
Lucy: Anyway -- enough with my little breakdown. I should get back to work. And so should you.
After Memory sequence 11Edit
Lucy: Are you okay? Do you want to stop?
Desmond: No, I need to go back. Right now.
Desmond: Everything okay out there.
Rebecca: Hold on, I'm gonna try to find a workaround. This one's corrupted too... Let me check another. This one seems okay. I'm gonna run some diagnostics. But at least now you can continue.
Lucy: Or we can take a break if you want.
Shaun: No, I would advise against that. I'm picking up a fair amount of radio chatter. Abstergo is none too pleased about losing you and Lucy and it's only a matter of time before they wind up here. We'd better finish with this before then.
Desmond: Alright. But what about the missing years? Anything important happen that we should know about?
Shaun: Alright, let's take a look, shall we.. According to this, it's a rather tumultuous time for Florence. Following Lorenzo's death, the Medici are deposed, and a Dominican priest named Savonarola is given control of the city. Now he promptly turns it into the most miserable place on Earth. According to this, it's when the Bonfire of the Vanities took place.
Rebecca: Hey, I liked that movie!
Shaun: Oh, did you like that movie? That's interesting! What other movies do you like? Rebecca -- the grownups are talking! Now let's see what else we have here... Some entries on Machiavelli, some trouble in Forlì, a rather amusing anecdote about Caterina Sforza and, well, her reproductive organs... I'll tell you later... O-oh... oh dear...
Shaun: Of course... How could I have forgotten?
Desmond: You wanna share with the rest of us?
Shaun: Rodrigo Borgia is elected Pope in 1492. Which means Ezio's greatest enemy is now also the most powerful man in Italy.
Desmond: Always wanted to visit the Vatican.
Shaun: Well, your luck's in Desmond, happy days. 'Cause that's exactly where you're going.
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Entering the VaultEdit
Minerva: (to Ezio) Greetings, prophet. It is good you have come. Let us see it. To give thanks.
Ezio shows the Apple of Eden to Minerva, who "touches" it.
Minerva: (to Desmond) We must speak.
Ezio: Who are you?
Minerva: (to Ezio) Many names. When I died, it was Minerva. Before that Merva, and Mera. And on and on. The others, too: Juno, who was before called Uni; Jupiter, who was before called Tinia.
Ezio: You are... gods.
Minerva: (laughs) No. Not gods. We simply came... before. Even when we walked the world, your kind struggled to understand our existence. We were more... advanced in time. Your minds were not yet ready. (turns to Desmond) Still not, maybe never. No matter. You may not comprehend us. But you will comprehend our warning. You must.
Ezio: None of what you are saying makes sense.
Minerva: (to Ezio) Our words are not meant for you.
Ezio: What are you talking about? There is no one else here!
Minerva: Enough! I do not wish to speak with you, but through you. You are the prophet. You've played your part. You anchor him, but please be silent! That we may commune.
Minerva: (to Desmond) Listen. When we were still flesh, and our homes still whole, your kind betrayed us. We who made you. We who gave you life! We were strong. But you were many. And both of us craved war.
So busy were we with earthly concerns, we failed to notice the heavens. And by the time we did... the world burned and naught remained but ash. It should have ended then and there. But we built you in our own image. We built you to survive. And so you did.
Few were our numbers. Your kind and mine. It took sacrifice. Strength. Compassion. But we rebuilt. And as life returned to the world... We endeavored to ensure this tragedy would not be repeated.
But now we are dying. And time will work against us. Truth turned into myth and legend. What we build, misunderstood. Let my words preserve the message and make a record of our loss. But let my words also bring hope.
You must find the other temples. Built by those who knew to turn away from war. They worked to protect us - to save us from the fire. If you can find them... If their work can be saved... so too might this world.
Be quick, for time grows short. And guard against the Cross, for there are many who will stand in your way.
It is done. The message is delivered. We are gone from this world. All of us. We can do no more. The rest is up to you, Desmond.
Ezio: What? Who is Desmond? I don't understand! Please, wait! I have so many questions!
Desmond: What the fuck?
After Memory sequence 14Edit
Shaun: ...there's only about ten minutes until they get...
Rebecca: ...need all of my equipment...
Lucy: ...ready to go before they do... DESMOND!
Desmond: Yeah, yeah.
Lucy: Alright, Shaun. I need you and Rebecca to get everything in here packed up and loaded into the truck.
Lucy turns to Desmond.
Lucy: You and I'll deal with the Templars.
Desmond: What, they're here?
Shaun: It was only a matter of time before they discovered us. To be honest, I'm surprised it took them as long as it did.
Lucy: Let's go.
Shaun: Stop screwing around, mate, and help her.
Desmond, go and help Lucy.
Desmond: So what's the plan? We ditch this place and then what?
Lucy: There's another safehouse. It's -- We've got company. The truck's just up ahead.
Vidic: Mister Miles! This is an unexpectedly pleasant turn of events! And here I thought I'd have to waste more men on you! Kind of you to save me the trouble.
Desmond: What do you want, Vidic?
Vidic: For you to come home. We miss you terribly. There's still so much work for us to do together!