Assassin's Creed III

Shaun Hastings:
We hear it today too, that matters of civil rights and equality must wait. There are conflicts to settle, economies to salvage. What do any of these things matter if the people are not free and equal? All of them?

Connor Kenway:
In the name of liberty, I will fight the enemy regardless of their allegiance. While men of courage write history of this day, the future of our land depends on those who are truly free.

Haytham Kenway:
The people never have the power, only the illusion of it. And here is the real secret: they don't want it. The responsibility is too great to bear. It's why they are so quick to fall in line as soon as someone else takes charge. They WANT to be told what to do. They YEARN for it. Little wonder that, since all mankind was BUILD to SERVE.

Connor Kenway:
So because we are inclined by nature to be controlled, who better than the Templars? It's a poor offer.

Haytham Kenway:
It is truth. Principle and practice are two very different beasts.

Connor Kenway:
No Father... You have given up - and you would have us all do the same.

Haytham Kenway:
Even when your kind appears to triumph... Still we rise again. And do you know why? It is because the Order is born of a realization. We require no creed. No indoctrination by desperate old men. All we need is that the world be as it is. And THIS is why the Templars will never be destroyed!

Connor Kenway:
My enemy is a notion, not a nation.

Minerva:
Better the world burns, than SHE is unleshed upon it!

Juno:
Is that so?

Juno:
If you heed Minerva, the sun will have its way. The ground will crack and spit fire into the sky. All the world will burn. But this does not end the world, merely heralds its arrival. Darkness follows. Then you emerge, resolving to lay a foundation that such a tragedy does not befall the world again. You will become a symbol to those who survive. Hope. Knowledge. Determination. You will inspire them to rebuild, to thrive once more. And as the world heals, so too will humanity. But you are just a man, frail and mortal. You pass from the world, leaving behind only a memory, a legacy. You will be remembered first as a hero. Later as a legend...

[a tablet is shown with the words, "Heed These Words And You Will Be Saved"]

Juno:
And in time... as a god.

[the words on the tablet change to, "Heed These Words Or Perish As A Heretic"]

Juno:
It is the cruelest fate, to have written words that meant well - and see them made wicked and unwise. What was meant to encourage life - used instead to justify taking it! And so you see... that what was shall be again. So tell me. How is this better?

Connor Kenway:
I will say it one last time - that man is your enemy and he will not stop until you are dead or dishonored.

Achilles:
Assassins are meant to be quiet. Precise. We do not go announcing conspiracies from the rooftops to all who pass by.

Charles Lee:
He will wait. He will watch. And then - when he's seen all his life's work brought to ruin... Only then will I allow him to die.

Haytham Kenway:
Your death opens a door. It's nothing personal. Well, maybe it is a little personal. You've been a pain in my ass, after all.

Paul Revere:
The Regulars are out. You need to rally your men... and put on some trousers!

Achilles:
In your haste to save the world, boy, take care you don't destroy it!

Achilles:
If I sought to dissuade you, it was because you knew nothing! If I was reluctant to contribute, it was because you were naive. A thousand times you would have died and taken God knows how many with you. Let me tell you something, Connor: Life is not a fairy tale and there are no happy endings.

Shaun Hastings:
So this is how it started...

Desmond Miles:
What are you up to?

Shaun Hastings:
Just brushing up on my American history, I... I say history. They certainly teach you strange things in the States.

Desmond Miles:
Like what?

Shaun Hastings:
Well-for all the talk of this being a "revolutionary" war, it was more of a civil one. Well, not THAT kind of civil. I mean there was no America versus Britain. It was Brit on Brit action. And you can clearly see how the whole thing got started: One war gave birth to the other.

Desmond Miles:
You mean the Seven Years War?

Shaun Hastings:
Exactly. Seems the Crown overspent in its attempt to keep the French out. Wound up with a great deal of debt. Believing that the Colonists should help to shoulder the burden, new taxes were created. It was a reasonable request-even if Parliament was rather, well, undiplomatic about it.

Desmond Miles:
It's not really fair to tax people for a war they didn't want any part of.

Shaun Hastings:
What? Didn't want any part of? Did you not notice George Washington with Edward Braddock? He was right in the middle of it! So here you have the Crown spending who knows how much money to secure a place for the Colonists to thrive-and then when they ask for a little bit of help... Right, look, think of it this way. King George and the Colonists, they all go out to dinner, right. And when the bill comes, George asks them to kick in and pay their share. Fair enough! But keep in mind, his family's been taking them out to dinner gratis for decades now. But the Colonists, oh no, they insist they only had a glass of water and a side salad. Never mind the table is full of half-eaten food and empty bottles of wine. And then when the King points this out, what do the Colonists do? Oh! They flip the table over and storm out of the restaurant-probably intending to return later and burn it down.

Desmond Miles:
You left out the part where the King pointed a gun at the Colonists and forced them to cover dinner for everyone at the restaurant.

Shaun Hastings:
Riiight. Right, yeah. Interesting take. If he pulled out a gun-and it's not fair to say he did-it would only have been after the 100th failed attempt at getting them to pay their fair share.

Desmond Miles:
But how do you define someone's fair share?

Shaun Hastings:
With a war, apparently.

Desmond Miles:
You wanna know what's wrong? I'm sick of being treated like I'm not even here! Desmond, do this! Desmond, do that! Desmond, you'd better figure things out because the sun is going to turn us all to ash and I know I was really nice to you but actually, I'm just another Templar plot-twist and, yes, I would like very much for you to be controlled by a magic space wizard so that you can murder me! So there's you're answer! I'm sick of being a goddamn pawn! I thought it might be different with you! I mean you're my FATHER but it turns out you're no better than the f***ing Templars!

William Miles:
Don't you ever equate me with those bastards again! You hear me? Everything I do-everything I have have done-has been for you! Maybe I pushed a little too hard? Asked a little too much? But try to remember exactly what's at stake here. You need to get it together, kid! We're running out of time!

Rebecca Crane:
Look on the bright side, no security to worry about.

Shaun Hastings:
And on the not-so-bright side, the slightest misstep means that you're effectively paste.

Gerenal Israel Putnam:
The enemy advances and you tremble. They've better numbers, you say. Better weapons. Better training. But I do not fear, and neither should you. For what they have in material, they lack in conviction and care. But not us. We have discipline. We have order. And most importantly, we have passion. We believe! So maintain vigilance. Conserve your ammo. Ensure a proper line of sight. And above all else, men, do not fire until you see the whites of their eyes.

Connor Kenway:
There is no time. I will have to chance direct approach.

Gerenal Israel Putnam:
That's twice today you've proposed the impossible!

Connor Kenway:
I see no other choice.

Gerenal Israel Putnam:
That's cos you're mad as a march hare, son.

Connor Kenway:
I expect an apology on my return.

The sheep need a sheperd