A man grows with the greatness of his task.
We work in the dark to serve the light. We are Assassins.
Not everything deserves to live.
It is not to ourselves, but to the future, that we must give glory.[last lines]
Cal, I’m here to help you. And you’re here to help me.
Your blood is not your own, Cal. They found us. Live in the shadows.
Violence is a disease, like cancer. And, like cancer, we hope to control it one day.
The blood that flows through you is not your own. It belongs to the Creed.[to Callum]
People no longer care about their civil liberties. They care about their standard of life. The modern world has outgrown notions like freedom. They’re content to follow.