All language subtitles for Assassins.Creed.English-WWW.MY-SUBS.CO (3)

(chanting in Spanish)

(man speaking Spanish)
The Inquisition has

finally delivered Spain
to the Templars.

Sultan Muhammad and his
people still hold out in Granada.

But if his son,
the prince, is captured,

he will surrender the city
and the Apple of Eden.

Do you, Aguilar de Nerha,

swear to honor our order
in the fight for freedom?

To defend mankind
against Templars' tyranny,

and preserve free will?

I swear.

If the Apple falls
into their hands,

the Templars will destroy
everything that stands in their way.

Protest, dissent, our right
to think for ourselves.

Swear to me that you
will sacrifice your life

and lives of everyone
here to keep it from them.

Yes, Mentor.

Our lives are nothing.

The Apple is everything.

The spirit of the Eagle,
will watch over the future.

(Aguilar breathing deeply)

(Aguilar grunting)

Where other men blindly
follow the truth,

remember, nothing is true.

Where other men are
limited by morality or law,

remember,
everything is permitted.

We work in the darkness
to serve the light.

We are Assassins.

♪ (rock music playing) ♪

♪ Rollin' fast down I-35

♪ Supersonic overdrive

♪ Rollin' fast down I-35

♪ Through the day
and past the night ♪

♪ Rollin' fast down I-45

♪ I get ahead, goin' 109

♪ Rollin' fast down I-45

♪ Bendin' time, feelin' fine

♪ Entrance Song

(coughing)

Shit.

♪ (music playing over radio) ♪

♪ And then someday

♪ You'd leave me
for somebody new ♪

♪ Worry

Mom?

♪ Why do I let myself worry?

♪ Wondering

♪ What in the world
did I do? ♪

♪ Crazy for thinking

(man speaking
Spanish backwards)

Dad?

Your blood is not
your own, Cal.

They've found us.

Live in the shadows.

(vehicles approaching)

Go!
Go now!

(indistinct shouting)

(men continue
shouting indistinctly)

(panting)

(eagle screeching)

(indistinct whispers)

(buzzer buzzing)

(latch unlocks)

You're here to save my soul.

Something like that.

I...

I understand it is your birthday.

(scoffs)

Yeah.

The party is just
getting started.

Sit down.
You're making me nervous.

(sighs)

Lord,

wash away my sin,

and I'll be clean...

(breathing deeply)

Once again.

You're not much for
the Bible, are you?

Be it known that
Callum Lynch

has been found guilty
of capital murder

and sentenced to die
on this day, October 21st 2016.

Does the prisoner wish
to make a final statement?

Tell my father that
I'll see him in hell.

(breathing deeply)

(ragged breathing)

My name is Dr. Sophia Rikkin.

At six pm yesterday evening, you
were executed and pronounced dead.

And so far, as anyone in
the world knows or cares,

you no longer exist.

(sighs)

(Cal grunts)

It's better you to sit.

My eyes...

What are you feeling right now
is normal and uncomfortable.

Cal.

I'm here to help you.

And you're here to help me.

(grunting)

Let him go.

Don't touch him.

(sirens blaring in distance)

Go ahead.
Do it.

Jump.

You're not a
prisoner here, Cal.

I'm here to protect you.

If you listen to me, everything
is going to make sense.

And you need to trust me.

Where am I?

You're in a rehabilitation wing
of Abstergo Foundation in Madrid,

a private organization dedicated
to the perfection of human kind.

(laughing)

With your help, we can pioneer
new ways to eradicate violence.

I had this.

Your father wants him in.

He's my patient.

This is my program.

Prepare the Animus.

(machine whirring)

(panting)

Are the blades prepared?

MAN:Right here.

And we confirmed
their provenance?

MAN:They belong to Aguilar.

We recovered them
from his burial site.

What are these?

SOFIA: Assume final preparations.
Our regression, Andalucía, 1492.

Record everything.

(machine whirring)

MAN: Arms ready.

What is this?

I'm sorry, Cal, this is not
the way I like to do things.

Then don't do it.

Insert epidural.

(screaming)

What do you want from me?

Your past.

Listen to me carefully, Cal.

You're about to
enter the Animus.

What you are about
to see, hear and feel,

are the memories of someone
who has been dead for 500 years.

Wait a minute.

You can't change
what happens, Cal.

Engage scanner.

(panting)

Status?

MAN 2: Scanning DNA chains.
Searching for time frame.

First memory match locked.

DNA match identified.

Stay with it, Cal.

Attempt synchronization.

MAN 2: We found him.
We found Aguilar.

MAN: Synchronization achieved.

There.

Commence regression.

(people clamoring)

(man shouting indistinctly)

(men grunting)

(speaking Spanish)
Our mission is the boy.

(bell tolling)

(chickens clucking)

(boy grunting)

(speaking Spanish)
It's the prince.

(woman speaking indistinctly)

(woman grunts)

Which household
harbored the boy?

Only me.

(woman grunts)

Nobody else knew.
Nobody.

Hang his family
and make him watch.

Burn the whole village.

(boy grunting)

(speaking Spanish)
With the prince of

Granada as captive,
his father, sultan,

will surrender his
rebellious city,

the last safe haven
for the infidels.

God will punish his
people's heresy.

Finally Spain will be
under one Templar rule.

(grunts)

(people murmuring)

(men shouting)

Stay with the memory, Cal.

(man shouting in Spanish)

(grunting)

(yells)

(urging horses)

(speaking Spanish)
Aguilar! The boy!
Aguilar! The boy!

(man grunting)

(yelling)

Aguilar, the boy!

Pull him!

(boy screaming)

(Aguilar straining)

Commence rehabilitation.

Run a system's check,
and log his condition.

You did well, Cal.

(indistinct echoing voices)

RIKKIN (over speakers): Looking back it's
clear that a history

of the world is
history a violence.

Last year the economic
impact of antisocial behavior

was 9 trillion dollars.

We believe that man
today experiences

a measure of aggression which
he finds no acceptable outlets.

Now imagine if all these costs
could be channeled elsewhere...

So the regression went well?

SOFIA: Lynch is the one.

Direct descendent of Aguilar.

Everything was clear in there,
for the first time.

What do we all dream of?
A more peaceful world.

I see you stole my lines again.

I only steal from the best.

And the artifact?

The Apple. It's within our grasp.

What happened in there?
Why did you pull him?

I had to.
We have to keep him healthy.

Earn his confidence.
And I know he'll lead us to it.

Push him.

That's not how
the Animus works.

(sighs)

Here you go.

Thank you.

1917 Rutherford
splits the atom.

1953 Watson and Crick
find a double helix.

2016 my daughter

finds the cure for violence.

You've always been brighter than me.

(inhales deeply)

I'm late.

I have to report to the Elders.

(man speaking indistinctly)

(footsteps approaching)

Francisco Rizi's Grand
Inquisition. 1492.

War, religious prosecution,

and the closest that Father
Torquemada or any of our Order

came to a finding the Apple of Eden.

How are you, my friend?

Well.

Your Excellency.

Next week when
the Elders meet,

we shall vote to discontinue
your Abstergo project.

We feel that giving
you 3 billion annually,

could be better spent elsewhere.

Tri billion is
nothing compared to...

We've won.

People are no longer care
about their civil liberties,

they care about their
standard of life.

The modern world has
outgrown notions like freedom.

They are content to follow.

The threat remains
while free will exists.

For centuries we try with religion,
with politics and now consumerism

to eliminate dissent.

Isn't it the time we
gave a science a try?

My daughter is closer
than we've ever been.

How is your beautiful daughter?

She has traced
protectors of the Apple.

Where?

Andalucía, 1492.

The descendents?

All the blood lines
have died out.

But one.

We've traced his back 500 years,
to the Assassin's Brotherhood.

(Aguilar grunts) (gasps)

(indistinct whispering)

(daggers clicking)

(door opens)

Hallucinations are what we
call the "bleeding effect."

Images of your regression,

laying themselves over your
present day field of vision.

If you allow me, I can teach
you how to control them.

Stand down.
I have this.

MAN: Let it be.

What is it?
The machine?

It's genetic memory.

By using the Animus,

we can relive lives of
those who made us who we are.

(indistinct whispering)

(speaking indistinctly)

What I saw in there,
it felt real.

It was.

In a way.

Don't mess with me!

I feel different now.

Why the aggression?

I'm an aggressive person.

What kind of prison is this?

It's not a prison, Cal.

You'll learn more if you cooperate.

Let me go.

I'm hungry.

Come with me.

What is this?

SOFIA: I know everything about you, Cal.

Your medical data,
your psychological profile,

the mutations in
your MAO-A gene.

I know about the foster homes.

The juvenile homes.

You are a living proof of the
link between heredity and crime.

How did you find me?

We found Aguilar.

When you were arrested,
your DNA matched his.

Who is Aguilar?

Your ancestor.

His family were Assassins.

They were burnt at the
stake by the Templars,

Torquemada and the black night
you saw, Ojeda.

Aguilar took up the
Assassins' cause.

Do you go out much?

More than you.

CAL: And the others in here?

Are they the lab rats too?

SOFIA: They are Assassins,

murderers like their ancestors.

Like you, Cal.

All born with
predisposition to violence.

Murderer?

You killed the man.

A pimp.

Would you kill again?

CAL: Happy families.

She must be very proud.

I wouldn't know.

She was killed by an Assassin.

Like your mother.

Sorry.

My old man killed my mother.

And how does that make you feel?

Like killing him.

Either we let it to effect
us for the rest of our lives,

or we just do something about it.

You turn to violence,
I turn to science.

It's the Apple of Eden, Cal.

I believe it exists.

The Bible tells us it contained the
seed of man's first disobedience.

But there are those of us
who believe that

God or some ancient civilization

have left us a road map to
understand why people are violent.

Aguilar was the last person known
to have had it in his possession.

We need you to find
out where he hid it.

I thought I was here to be cured.

Violence is a disease.

Like cancer.

And like cancer,
we hope to control it one day.

Violence is what kept me alive.

Well technically, you're dead.

(chuckles)

I'm hungry.

CAL: What's in it for me?

SOFIA: Once my
research is complete,

there is no reason
to keep you here.

I get my life back?

Better.

A new one.

You are hungry.

(indistinct chatter)

♪ (soft music
playing over speakers) ♪

You don't know who he is,
what he is.

He is a dangerous man.

Give him little more time, Emir.

Man may prove that has
some noble blood in him yet.

How about, sir?

It's an open menu,
but we do recommend a chicken.

What can I get you, Mr. Lynch?
It's an open menu,

but we do recommend a chicken.

I'll steak.

Steak for the pioneer.

Who are you?

They call me Moussa.

But my name is Baptiste.

I'm dead 200 years now.

Voodoo poisoner.

I'm harmless.
(chuckles)

They're watching you.

Waiting to see who you are, pioneer.

Have you met him yet?

Have you met him yet?

We are the last to protect
the Apple, my friend.

Pick the wrong choice,

you'll send us all to infinity.

This...

belongs to you.

WOMAN (over speakers):
Progress requires sacrifice.

You're going to lead
them right to it.

Ne, I'm going to eat it.

WOMAN: In quality, find peace.

What the fuck is going on?

♪ (music playing on radio) ♪

(indistinct whispering)

He has to go back in the Animus.

Now.

He needs more time
before he goes in again.

We don't have time.

Why?

I won't risk his life.

Then I'll have to find
someone else to do it.

(grunting)

(door opens)

You're up, slugger.

I'm crazy.

(laughing)

♪ I'm crazy.

♪ Crazy for feeling so lonely. ♪

They're getting him back in again.

We should stop him
before he betrays us.

Set the date for the six.

CAL: ♪ Why do
I let myself... ♪

If his condition deteriorates,
pull him out.

- You father...
- I don't care what my father said.

♪ What in the world did I do? ♪

SOFIA: Cal, listen to me.
♪ I'm crazy for trying...

Listen to me!

♪ Crazy for crying...

You have to stay with Aguilar.

♪ Crazy for crying

Staying in synch-void
could be dangerous.

♪ And I'm crazy for loving you... ♪

(people clamoring)

(speaking Spanish)
Soon they will march on Granada.

Sultan Muhammad is weak.

He'll surrender the Apple

and betray the
Creed to save the prince.

The love makes us weak.

Gladly I'll sacrifice
my flesh and blood,

for survival of the Creed.

(footsteps approaching)

(speaking Spanish) When I die today,
don't waste your tears for me.

(people shouting indistinctly)

(Torquemada speaking Spanish)
The Lord spoke.

And he said:

"If a man abide not in me

he is cast into the fire

and he is burned!"

(crowd cheering)

For decades,

you have lived in
the world torn apart

by religious discord.

But soon, thanks to God

and Inquisition

we will purge this disease!

The sinners before you,

sought to defend the
heretic prince of Granada,

the last heathen stronghold

in our holy war.

So today,

before our king and queen

I swear we shall
wash ourselves clean,

in the holy fire of God!

(people cheering)

Behold...

God's will!

You will watch your mentor burn
and then you will die the slowest.

Give glory to the future.

Not to us.

(grunts)

He is synchronizing.

(Torquemada speaking Spanish)
Damned heretics!

Don't let them escape!

Go!

(urging horse)

(men shouting indistinctly)

(grunts)

(grunts)

(yells)

(yells)

HA!

(men shouting)

(grunting)

(all exclaiming)

(people screaming)

(gasps)

(panting)

Jump!

(indistinct chatter)

Complete desynch.

Get him down!

Call the medics!

(alarm ringing)

Okay. It's okay.
Cal, stay with me. Cal.

Stay... It's okay.
Hurry up!

Okay. Okay.
Look at me.

Look at me.

I can't feel my legs.

SOFIA: Paralysis is temporal.

What's the bad news?

It caused a neurological split
but we got you through it.

This time.

I'm gonna die in here, aren't I?

No.

Not if you go in there
on your own free will.

I can't do this.

Yes, you can.

The Apple. You're the only
one left who can find it.

We can put an end to pain, Cal.

For everyone.

Where did you get this?

My father recovered it from the
scene of your mother's murder.

And brought it here for safekeeping.

Safekeeping?

You stole it.

It's your mother's necklace.
I wanted you to have it.

Why was he there?

- To save her.
- From whom?

- Her own people.
- What's that got to do with you?

Assassins and Templars have
been at war for centuries.

I aim to change that.

That's right, I forgot.

We're here to combat aggression.

I don't think I like your methods.

I am a scientist.

I'm here to be cured of violence.

Who's gonna cure you?

We're feeding the beast.

We're making him stronger.

I am Dr Rikkin.

Alan.

I look after things here
in Abstergo.

You like to keep the
things in the family, huh?

Yes.

I'm sorry, if we caused
you any discomfort.

Is there anything I can do?

How about you let me out of here?

That's something
I can't manage.

I'm here to make a deal.

We need the Apple.

And we need you to get it for us.

You've been desynching
in the Animus.

We need you not to do that.

Sending me back to the machine?

No, you've already shown us
what we needed to see.

Will you let us free then?

(monitor chiming)

What do you hope to gain
from the newcomer?

Something that'll benefit us all.

You too, Moussa.

(indistinct whispering)

What have you done to them?

RIKKIN: It's what happens
if you don't enter

in regression on
your own volition.

Do you recognize this?

It's Assassin's blade.

This is the actual one...

your father used to
take your mother's life.

He's here, you know?

Mother's death, Cal.

Not something a boy
should ever be made to see.

(door opens)

This is wrong.

You left me no choice.

He has to go in on his own
free will, you said that.

I had to negotiate.

You mean manipulate?

I assured the Elders
we would have the Apple for London.

That's in two days.

He doesn't want to know his past,
or his father.

He wants to destroy them, both.

We're not in the business
of creating monsters.

We neither created them
nor destroyed them.

We merely abandoned them
to their own inexorable faith.

- You're your mother's son.
- What does that mean?

Blood that flows through you
is not your own.

Belongs to the Creed.

Your mother knew that.

She died so the Creed may live.

Remind me how, exactly!

What you saw, I did.

You murdered her.

I took her life rather than
have it stolen by that machine.

Man grows with the greatness
of his task.

I ought to have killed you.

I couldn't.

Well, here.

Take it.

Do what you couldn't
do 30 years ago.

It's in your hands now, Cal.

This is what they want.

Spill my blood.

But do not go back in the Animus.

Why?

The Apple contains the
genetic code for free will.

They will use it to destroy us.

I'm gonna find it.

And watch them destroy
you and your Creed.

You can not kill the Creed.

It's in your blood.

The Apple is everything.

Your mother died to protect it.

She had no choice.

I do.

(beeping)

You're gonna kill the Creed!

(panting)

Take me to the Animus.

Put me in.

SOFIA: Prepare the Animus.

Voluntary regression.

Do you know how the
Assassins came to be named?

From an Arabic word.

"Hashashin".

They were society's outcasts.

Those who stole,

who murdered in cold blood.

People ridiculed them...

Rebels, fools, drug addicts.

But they were wise.

They used this
reputation to hide

the dedication to principles

beyond those of even
their strongest enemies.

And for that...

I admire them.

But you're not one of those men.

Are you?

Let's find out.

MAN: Commencing regression.

This is my life's work.

It's my life.

(speaking Spanish)
For the Creed.

Our own lives...

What matters is what
we leave behind.

(Torquemada speaking Spanish)
Sultan...

Surrender the Apple.

Your Assassin protectors are gone.

The Creed is finished.

My son.

(Torquemada speaking Spanish)
Here lies the seed

of man's first disobedience,

of free will itself.

Thanks to the Apple of Eden,

the known world

shall be ushered into a new age.

One of peace,

in which all the warring
populations of mankind

shall bow in perfect obedience

to our one templar rule.

(all yelling)

The Apple.

Give it to him.

Now.

For the Creed.

(Torquemada screaming)

(both grunting)

(yelling)

(panting)

(groaning)

(exhales)

Go!

(sword clatters)

(Aguilar grunting)

(men shouting)

Forgive me.

(grunting)

(men shouting)

(panting)

It's over!

(Torquemada shouting)
Assassin!

(arrows whizzing)

(machine powering down)

(alarm blaring)

A leap of faith.

(machine restarts)

Where are we?

MAN: It looks like a military port.

Kadiz, Palos de la Frontera.

(eagle screeching)

(speaking Spanish)
The Assassins died for it.

Protect it with your life.

I am a friend of the Creed.

Take it to your grave.

I swear.

What is it?
Translation.

"Following the light
of the sun"

"I shall leave this
old world behind."

It's Christopher Columbus.

Where is he buried?

His remains were returned to Spain.

His tomb is in Seville Cathedral.

We found it.

(speaking Arabic)

(people chanting in Arabic)

MOUSSA: Hey All Stars, come here.

(ball thuds)

Pick one.

Anyone.

(guards grunting)

Breach in common room.

Seal the Animus.

(people chanting in Arabic)

Is it a memory?

MAN: No.

(all yelling)

(indistinct shouting)

Come on!

(electricity crackling)
(guard groaning)

Transport?

Standing by.

Protect the Animus.
Purge the facility.

I need to get you out of here first.

No!

We have to leave, Sophia.

(guard groaning)

(stabbing)

No!

No!

Pick it up!

You are not alone, Cal.

You never were.

- Open...
- Come on.

(guards shouting)

CAL'S Mother: Where other men blindly

follow the truth,

remember...

Nothing is true.

Where other men are
limited by morality or law,

remember...

Everything is permitted.

We work in the darkness
to serve the light.

We are Assassins.

What now, pioneer?

We fight.

(all yelling)

(helicopter blades whirring)

(screaming)

(electricity crackling)

(stabbing) (grunting)

(bell tolling)

(indistinct chatter)

Your Excellency.

The glory will go to your father.

But we both know who found it.

Your time will come, my child.

(indistinct chatter)

(scanner beeping)

RIKKIN: They'll give you a
Nobel peace prize for this.

You better start
writing your speech.

I've read yours.

And?

If we eradicate free will,
we eradicate the Assassins.

A cancer that has menaced
society for centuries.

It's not my best work,
but it gets the point across.

We've been looking
for solutions.

You've eliminated
the problem.

SOFIA: So my program...

Has brought order to
society for the first time.

I'm accountable for this.

You've already
been accounted for.

Our work belongs to the Elders.

This is their finest hour.

You lied to me.

I've always known

that in your heart you're a
scientist first, templar second.

Your recent work has
impressed as much

but it has confirmed
our belief that mankind

cannot be redeemed.

You've thought of everything.

Not quite. My speech. It could do
with one of your elegant openings.

Now I've become death,

the destroyer of worlds.

Not sure that I
could make that work.

(people applauding)

It is with great pleasure
tonight that I introduce

the architect of our
ancient order's future.

Please welcome the CEO
of Abstergo Foundation,

Dr. Alan Rikkin.

(applause and cheering)

RIKKIN: With the recovery of the Apple,

we are now in possession

of the complete
genetic road map

to humanity's instincts.

Any impulse towards
independence,

resistance or rebellion

will be crushed.

Any predisposition that might
oppose our march of progress

can now be eradicated.

All I have to do is shout.

I'm here to help you.

And you're here to help me.

I can't help you anymore.

What about all
those great plans?

Cure violence,

combat aggression.

That's not going to happen.

You've started this, Sophie.
You don't get to walk away.

We both know what
happens next.

Not everything
deserves to live.

I can't do this.

Yes, you can.

(applause)

But it is not to ourselves,

but to the future,
that we must give glory.

A future purged of
the Assassin's Creed!

(applause and cheering)

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Apple of Eden.

(yelling)

(people screaming)

I did this.

I will retrieve the
artifact for the Elders.

Lynch I want for me.

It is not to ourselves,

but to the future,
that we must give glory.

(all clamoring)

(sirens blaring)

♪ (up-tempo song playing) ♪