GUIÓN-Desmond: conversaciones fuera del Animus-Desmond, Lucy, Vidic,… (3ª parte)

 

1a. Abstergo – Day 1 Morning —————————-

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: Damn it! 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.

[The game goes forward a bit. DESMOND MILES startles himself awake, while LUCY STILLMAN and WARREN VIDIC watch. The scene is set in a very clean and modern looking building.]

Lucy: Are you okay?

Vidic: I told you he’d be fine.

Desmond: Bastards!

Vidic: Now, now. I just saved your life.

Desmond: Saved my life?! You kidnapped me! 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 christsakes! What do you 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? Lie down.

[DESMOND lays down on the Animus bed.]

Vidic: A wise decision.

Desmond: Whoa… where am I?

Vidic: You’re inside the Animus.

Desmond: Which is…?

Vidic: It’s a projector which renders genetic memories in three dimensions.

Desmond: Genetic memories?

Vidic: Seems you’ll need a bit of a tutorial. Very well. Let’s 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: What if I told you the human body not only housed an individual’s memories, 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 the knowledge absent the first-hand experience. I’ve spent the last thirty years trying to understand why. symbolic genetic strand is shown.) 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…

Vidic: Precisely.

Lucy: But there’s a problem. This is the specific memory we’re trying to access. Unfortunately, when we try to 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 into a more stable state.

Desmond: Why?

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. You 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 we 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.

1c. Abstergo – Day 1 Evening —————————-

[The scene shifts back to ABSTERGO. DESMOND lays down on the Animus. LUCY and VIDIC are still standing by.]

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: Warren! Please.

[LUCY walks off to another room. WARREN follows her.]

Vidic: Fine!

[DESMOND sits up from the Animus. He wanders into his room on the right. From the bedroom, he ventures into the bathroom and can here muffled voices through the wall. He stands on the counter to listen through a vent.]

Vidic: I don’t appreciate your 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 deadline, 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 it’s no 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 do. 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 we have to trace through all these… useless memories.

Lucy: I’ll do what I can.

[DESMOND stops listening and returns to the main room. LUCY and VIDIC are already back.]

Vidic: We’re done for today, Mr. Miles. I suggest you go to your room and get some rest.

[VIDIC leaves through a different door, to the left. DESMOND approaches LUCY.]

Lucy: So you’re really an Assassin? Like Altair?

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 sixteen.

Lucy: Farm?

Desmond: Yeah that’s what they call the place where I grew up. The Farm. Like Masyaf I guess. Only not so uh… creepy. Just a small community in the middle of nowhere. About thirty of us living, you know, off the grid.

Lucy: Why?

Desmond: Thought my parents were just 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’d we’d have to be prepared. No one ever came. Nothing ever happened.

Lucy: Why’d you run away?

Desmond: I could never leave the compound! You have any idea what it’s like to be trapped in a place, knowing there was a whole world out there I’d never get to see?

Lucy: Don’t you miss your parents?

Desmond: No. Far as I’m concerned, they weren’t 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. I guess they were right.

Lucy: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to drudge up the past.

Desmond: It’s alright. Gives me something to think about.

Lucy: Try and get some sleep. We’ve got a long day ahead of us tomorrow.

Desmond: I got a question for you before I turn in.

Lucy: Sure.

Desmond: How did they find me? I mean, I haven’t been anywhere near another Assassin for ten years.

Lucy: Use your real name?

Desmond: Nope. Not before today.

Lucy: Credit cards?

Desmond: Cash only.

Lucy: Telephone?

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 does Abstergo have to do with the DMV?

Lucy: Desmond. These guys are everywhere. They…

[LUCY looks around and seems unsettled by something.]

Lucy: I… I’m sorry, I really can’t talk about it.

[DESMOND returns to his room. The door shuts behind him.]

Desmond: Damn it, they locked the door!

[DESMOND lays down on his bed and goes to sleep. The screen fades to black, but flashes back in with brief shots of a wall with glowing symbols and writing.] 

2a. Abstergo – Day 2 Morning —————————-

[The scene stays in ABSTERGO. We see Desmond waking up the next morning in his bed. VIDIC hovers over him.]

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: Ooh, wonder who I get to kill today.

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 do 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: Ahaha. Now that would be telling!

[VIDIC leaves the room. DESMOND follows and eventually lays down on the Animus. The screen fades to white.]

2d. Abstergo – Day 2 Evening —————————-

[The screen shows DESMOND’S view and then shows him getting up from the Animus. WARREN VIDIC and LUCY still stand by.]

Vidic: Out of the machine, Mr. Miles.

Desmond: What’s the matter, Doc?

Vidic: Ms. Stillman is once again insisting I let you rest.

[VIDIC leaves through the large doorway. DESMOND approaches LUCY.]

Desmond: So… feel like telling me who put the stick up his ass?

Lucy: We have a deadline. One week. Well, six days now.

Desmond: Deadline?

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 stay 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! Sorry, but it is!

Lucy: What do you want me to do?

Desmond: Hm, let’s see… I dunno, maybe give me some answers?

Lucy: I can’t. And it’s better this way. Safer.

Desmond: Safer for who?

Lucy: Both of us.

[The conversation ends. DESMOND speaks with LUCY again.]

Desmond: Hey, you know what, I’ve got a question I think 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-I mean the present. Now, today, whatever.

Lucy: You’ve probably noticed English has become the official language of the Holy Land.

Desmond: Yeah, I was gonna 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?

Desmond: Who?

Lucy: Yeah… Definitely not for you.

[They start up another conversation.]

Desmond: Can you tell me more about Abstergo? 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 isn’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 is not 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 wanna know more about the company, take a look at the computer. The telecommunications stuff is particularly interesting.

[DESMOND finally enters his room and goes to sleep. After the screen fades to black, there is another flash of writing that looks like Japanese characters.]

3a. Abstergo – Day 3 Morning —————————-

[The screen fades back in and VIDIC is standing in DESMOND’S room.]

Vidic: Let’s go, Mr. Miles! Time’s wasting.

[VIDIC leaves. DESMOND rises from his bed and follows him.]  

Desmond: Where’s Lucy?

Vidic: Oh, don’t worry, she’ll be with us soon enough.

Desmond: So why you doing all this, doc? What are you hoping to accomplish?

Vidic: You turned on the television 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’re working towards, and that is what you’re helping us to achieve.

Desmond: [laughs] 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: I told you, I’m not an Assassin.

Vidic: Right, right.

Desmond: [sighs] I still don’t see where I fit into things.

Vidic: In time, Mr. Miles. In time you’ll understand. Or you won’t. I don’t care either way, as long as you show us where it is.

Desmond: Where what is?

[LUCY enters.]

Lucy: Sorry I’m late. Ready to go?

Vidic: Yes, we are.

[DESMOND lays down on the Animus.]


 

3f. Abstergo – Day 3 Evening —————————-

[We see the main room at ABSTERGO again. The first voice heard is that of VIDIC.]

Vidic: Goddamnit! 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 want progress reports every hour!

[VIDIC leaves. DESMOND stands up from the Animus.]

Lucy: It’s gonna be a while, Desmond. Why don’t you go lie down or something, get some rest?

[DESMOND talks to LUCY more.]

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: [laughs] No. Abstergo has a team of engineers–not much they don’t have–but I did oversee the assembly. I 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: Can’t believe you’re defending the guy.

Lucy: Warren saved my life. So it he wants to yell a little… let him.

Desmond: What do you mean he saved your life?

Lucy: You’re not the only once who doesn’t get to go home at night.

Desmond: Wait, you’re saying you’re a prisoner?

Lucy: When they first approached me I was finishing up my PhD. The university had 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. [sighs] It was the same everywhere. Other universities, companies I interviewed with. Pretty soon I was out of money and out of time. 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 six months–a year max. Once the project 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. They dragged me out of bed. God. The worst part was 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.

Desmond: Jesus…

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: 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.

[DESMOND leaves and goes to his room. He notices his closet is open.]

Desmond: What the hell? Someone’s been in here!

[After some inspection, DESMOND lays down in bed. The screen fades to black. Writing once again flashes on the screen. This time they are mostly Japanese characters, but with the Greek symbol for Omega included.]

 

 

4a. Abstergo – Day 4 Morning —————————-

[We see DESMOND laying in his bed. The door to his room slides open and VIDIC steps in.]

Vidic: Rise and shine! We’ve got quite a day ahead of us!

Desmond: You’re in a good mood this morning. (he sits up)

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 it’s 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 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.

Desmond: Why?

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 we 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.

[VIDIC walks out. DESMOND follows him.]

Lucy: Good morning, Desmond.

Desmond: Yeah, hi.

[DESMOND lays down on the Animus. The screen fades to white.]  

4h. Abstergo – Day 4 Evening —————————-

[We see the lab at ABSTERGO again. DESMOND begins to rise from the Animus. LUCY and VIDIC stand by.]

Desmond: We done already?

Vidic: Get up!

Desmond: Whatever you say, Doc.

[VIDIC walks away and his phone rings. He answers it.]

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.]

Vidic: You’re in a lot of trouble, Mr. Miles.

Desmond: What’s his problem?

Lucy: They’re coming for you.

Desmond: Who’s coming for me?

Lucy: Assassins.

Desmond: Hey, I had nothing to do with this!

Lucy: Sounds like they’re mounting some kind of rescue attempt. Guess you’re more important than you realize.

Desmond: Man, things just keep getting weirder and weirder around here.

[VIDIC leaves through the large door.]

Lucy: It was bound to happen.

Desmond: What do you mean?

Lucy: That little fight your ancestors 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 have 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 and 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 tinfoil hat-wearing nutjobs. The other half is misinformation intentionally produced by the Templars themselves.

Desmond: But they are the badguys, 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’S phone rings. She picks it up.]

Desmond: Lucy?

Lucy: Yes?

Vidic: [on the phone] Ms. Stillman! I need to speak with you. Get up here, now!

Lucy: On my way, Doctor.[hangs up] 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.

[LUCY exits. DESMOND goes to his room and lays down. The screen fades to black. We see a flash of the wall and the symbols again. They are the same symbols as last time.]

 

 

Memory Block Five [0005]

5a. Abstergo – Day 5 Morning —————————- 

 

[DESMOND wakes up as his door slides open. He walks out into the main room. LUCY is tending to the Animus. VIDIC stands at the back of the room, his back turned to them.]

Desmond: Missed you this morning, Doc.

Vidic: Get in the Animus!

[DESMOND does say, laying down on the Animus. The screen fades to white.]

 

 

5f. Abstergo – Day 5 Evening —————————-

[The scene changes to the lab at ABSTERGO. We see DESMOND’S view getting out of the Animus. Voices are heard but they are muffled at first.]

Vidic: –-we’re close.

Unknown: –not a lot of time, Vidic.

Vidic: –understand there’s a narrow margin, you know–

Unknown: –wherever it’s hidden… time to retrieve it–

Vidic: –working on it. Unknown: –and when it’s done–

Vidic: –he’ll be taken care of.

Unknown: I want that progress report by tomorrow morning.

Vidic: I’ve… got some work I need to do. So you’ve got the rest of the night to yourself.

[DESMOND gets up from the Animus. VIDIC leaves but LUCY stays, working on the Animus. DESMOND approaches her.]

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 when–

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 wanna 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.

Desmond: How?

Lucy: The Templar treasure.

 

[LUCY’S phone rings.]

 

Lucy: They think it–

[LUCY answers her phone.]

Vidic: [on the phone] Ms. Stillman?

Lucy: I’m here.

Vidic: I need you to upload Desmond’s files to the database.

Lucy: Got it.

[LUCY walks to the back of the room where Vidic’s computer is. She sits down and starts using it. DESMOND follows her.]

Desmond: So… what? You’re using me to find this Templar treasure? What do they call it–The Piece of Eden?

Lucy: Yes.

Desmond: Well, it’s 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 from me–from 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. She answers it.]

Vidic: [on the phone] Is there a problem, Ms. Stillman?

Lucy: No, Warren. Everything’s Denver on my end.

Vidic: Then… where are the files?

Lucy: I’ve gotta move these files before he gets suspicious. We’ll talk more later.

Desmond: Wait, what’s that mean, “everything’s Denver”?

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.

[DESMOND returns to his room and lays down. The screen fades to black. We see a flash of the wall and the same symbols as the last two times.]

 

  

Memory Block Six [0006]  

6a. Abstergo – Day 6 Morning —————————-

[VIDIC enters DESMOND’S room.]

Vidic: Time’s wasting, Mr. Miles.

[DESMOND sits up on the edge of his bed.]

Desmond: Yeah, yeah, I’m coming.

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: I’m not an idiot, Mr. Miles. I think you’ve already learned quite a bit.

Desmond: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Vidic: Of course not.

Desmond: Alright, let me ask you something else then.

Vidic: Yes?

Desmond: Some of the stuff I’m seeing in the Animus… sometimes it seems wrong, untrue, like the history is off somehow. It doesn’t–

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 we thought the world was flat.

Desmond: Some people still do.

[DESMOND stands up.]

Vidic: Yes, and they publish books about it. Or that the moon landing was a hoax? I believe there’s also a book claims the world was created in seven days. A best seller, too.

Desmond: Where is this going, Doc?

Vidic: The point I suppose, is that you shouldn’t trust everything you hear, everything you read. What’s that your ancestors 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: There’s always room. Vidic: Touché, Mr. Miles. Now that I’ve answered your question, can we begin?

[VIDIC and DESMOND enter the lab. LUCY is seen working on the Animus. DESMOND lays down on it and the screen fades to white.] 

 

6e. Abstergo – Day 6 Evening —————————-

[We see DESMOND’S view of the lab at ABSTERGO. We see him get up from the Animus as LUCY stands by and VIDIC walks over to his desk.]

Vidic: Get up, goddamn it! Listen!

[VIDIC presses a button on his desk that turns on a speaker. We hear sounds presumably from somewhere else in the building. The sounds are of gunshots and screams.]

Lucy: Oh no.

Vidic: Seems your assassin friends found us!

Desmond: What? Vidic: How’d you do it, Desmond?

[The speaker turns off.]

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’re here for you, and I sure as shit didn’t invite them!

[VIDIC turns to his desk again and turns on the speaker on again.]

Vidic: What’s the situation down there?

[We hear the gunshots and screams again.]

Employee: We’re taking heavy fire!

Vidic: Can you contain it? Or do I need to evacuate the prisoner?

Employee: 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 the speaker off.]

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 speaker on again. We hear a short burst of gunfire, then silence.]

Employee: Threat’s been neutralized.

[VIDIC releases his finger off the button.]

Vidic: Looks like the cavalry won’t be coming.

Desmond: Dunno, Doc, you were freaking out a minute ago. Your little research facility not as secure as you thought it was? Worried they’ll be back with more.

Lucy: I don’t think so, Desmond.

Vidic: What Lucy here 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 what not. I’m afraid you’re on your own. Rest up, Mr. Miles. Tomorrow we finish this.

[VIDIC leaves through the large door. DESMOND approaches LUCY who is leaning against the Animus.]

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-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, ok? What do you want me to do?

[LUCY raises her hand to her chest and bends her ring finger back–the sign of the Assassin.]

Lucy: Just try and have a little faith.

Desmond: You’re…!

Lucy: Have faith. Rest up, Desmond. You’re gonna need the energy.

[DESMOND retires to his room. He lays down and the screen fades to black. There is a flash of writing on the wall, showing Japanese symbols and some words in English.] 

   

Memory Block Seven [0007]

7a. Abstergo – Day 7 Morning —————————-

[The screen fades back in. VIDIC is already in DESMOND’S room.]

Vidic: Get up!

[DESMOND gets up.]

Desmond: Even earlier than usual, Doc.

Vidic: I’d like to get this over with as quickly as possible!

Desmond: If you say so.

Vidic: Don’t be so glum, Mr. Miles. Today is a historic day, one that will be remembered for years to come. ….Remembered by some of us anyway…

[DESMOND lays down in the Animus. The screen fades to white.]

7d. Abstergo Final ——————

[We return to ABSTERGO. DESMOND quickly sits up.]

Desmond: What the hell was that?

[We see LUCY and VIDIC. VIDIC speaks to someone UNKNOWN off screen.]

Unknown: Well?

Vidic: We’ve got the map.

Unknown: How many?

Vidic: At least half a dozen.

Unknown: 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 land masses that no longer exist.

Unknown: We’ll dispatch teams to each site and determine viability. We only need one, after all.

Vidic: What about the rest?

Unknown: 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?

Unknown: We have what we need. Kill him.

Lucy: Wait.

[LUCY steps forward.]

Lucy: You know how these things work. I doubt we’ll be able to walk right in.

Unknown: 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.

Unknown: Very well. Ensure we have no further need of him, then kill him.

Vidic: Fine!

[There is silence. We presume that VIDIC is done talking with the UNKNOWN man.]

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.

[VIDIC and LUCY start to leave. DESMOND stands up and suddenly begins to experience Eagle Vision. He sees strange designs at his feet. He notices that VIDIC glows red and LUCY glows blue.]

Desmond: What the hell is that?

[DESMOND finds he can activate Eagle Vision freely, and he seems numerous designs, symbols, letters, and numbers on the floor around the lab. He goes into his room and with Eagle Vision, he sees his wall is filled with writing and symbols.] 

Desmond: Oh my God! Looks like… is that blood? Who the hell were they keeping here before me? And what happened to him? What does it mean, I wonder?

[The credits roll.] 

This script is the creation and property of Ubisoft. I do not own it. I have only made this compilation of the script.

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