A Thief's End script

This is the full verbal transcript for Uncharted 4: A Thief's End.

Prologue

Nathan Drake: Ah, crap. This is... really not good. Hold on!

Samuel Drake: Nathan! They're gaining on us!

Nathan Drake: Yeah, I know! I know!

Samuel Drake: Well, crank it!

Nathan Drake: Sam, I'm going as fast as I can!

Samuel Drake: Well, shit. Keep heading towards the island. I'll try to hold— Ah shit. Here they come! They got smaller boats. Ram 'em!

Nathan Drake: Got it.

Samuel Drake: Hey, assholes! Tell your bosses to find their own damn treasure! I'm not doing much damage here.

Nathan Drake: Just keep them at bay!

Samuel Drake: Ha! You took em out!

Nathan Drake: Down you go!

Samuel Drake: There! Uh... big boat. Big boat!

Nathan Drake: Oh shit.

Samuel Drake: God damn it— they’re dropping mines!

Nathan Drake: I see ‘em!

Samuel Drake: Just keep heading towards the island, don't let em get in front of you! Oh shit!

(Nate falls into the sea.)

Nathan Drake: Oh, God damn it. Hey! I'm okay... I'm okay...

Samuel Drake: Shit, the engine's out.

Nathan Drake: What?!

Samuel Drake: I can... I can fix it, just... just cover me!

Nathan Drake: God damn it.

Samuel Drake: C'mon... C'mon...

(Mercenaries attack their boat.)

Mercenary: Blow them out of the water!

Samuel Drake: Grenade launcher! Take him out.

Mercenary: They're fish in a barrel!

Nathan Drake: Holy shit.

Samuel Drake: Ha ha. Karma's a bitch.

Nathan Drake: Damn it! More coming!

Samuel Drake: Well shit.

Nathan Drake: Sam, how's the engine?

Samuel Drake: Making progress! C'mon... C'mon, go... There! There, I got it!

Nathan Drake: It's working?

Samuel Drake: Head straight to the island. Nathan! Rocks, dead ahead!

Nathan Drake: I can barely see out there.

Nathan Drake: Shit. Get them off of us!

Samuel Drake: I‘m doing the best I can here. Nathan, hurry!

Nathan Drake: Just hang on!

Samuel Drake: On your right! Watch it, watch it!

Nathan Drake: Oh, shit! Aahh!

(They crash into a larger boat and roll over.)

Samuel Drake: Nathan!!

(The scene cuts to young Nate being reprimanded by a nun.)

Nun: Nathan.

Nun: Nathan... What are we going to do with you? You must be tired of these lectures. I know I'm tired of giving them. Now you have to stay here with me all weekend instead of going on the retreat with everyone else.

Nathan Drake: I don't care.

Nun: Yes, that is the crux of the problem.

Nathan Drake: I don't see why I'm the only one being punished.

Nun: Because you started the fight.

Nathan Drake: He wouldn't give me back my book.

Nun: I told you to leave those books in your room... You only have yourself to blame.

Nathan Drake: Doesn't give him the right to just snatch it from me.

Nun: Does that give you the right to start throwing punches?

Nathan Drake: It wasn't just about the book...

Nun: What was it, then?

Nathan Drake: Nothing. I'll save it for confession.

Nun: No matter what I try... you seem insistent on going down the same, sad road as your brother. What a waste.

(The nun leaves. Nate looks out the window and sees Sam on a nearby rooftop.)

Nathan Drake: Sam!

(Nate gets out of the window and follows him.)

Chapter 1: The Lure of Adventure

Nathan Drake: I see you.

Nathan Drake: Up and around we go. Whoa! (Nathan enters the orphanage again.)

Nathan Drake: Okay... nice and quiet. Uh oh.

Priest: Isn't it our job to help boys like him?

Nun: In the meantime, I'm neglecting the other dozen boys under my care.

Priest: (sighs) What do you want me to tell him?

Nun: You know my opinion.

Priest: Well... I'm not ready to give up on him yet.

Nun: You can't keep avoiding it.

Priest: (sighs) Look, I'll... talk to him in the morning. Okay?

Nun: (sighs) Good night, Father.

Priest: Good night, Sister Catherine.

Nathan Drake: Gotta get to that window... C'mon... (sighs) Move it, Sister.

Priest: Sister Catherine?

Nun: Oh, darn...

Priest: Ah, Sister Catherine. I've forgotten my keys again. Can you open the gate for me?

Nun: Coming, Father.

Samuel Drake: C'mon.

Nathan Drake: Almost there...

(Sam has left his bag and flashlight. When Nate investigates it, Sam appears from behind.)

Samuel Drake: Ooh, you gotta learn to watch your back. (laughs)

Nathan Drake: All right.

Samuel Drake: Hey, it's good to see you, little brother. (sees Nate’s bruise) What? What is that? Really? Again?

Nathan Drake: It's nothing.

Samuel Drake: You told me you'd stay out of trouble, though.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) But he was talking shit about us.

Samuel Drake: So?

Nathan Drake: He said that... dad dumped us here cause we're worthless. And mom is in hell because—

Samuel Drake: Nathan. Nathan, c'mon. They're just saying it because it gets to you. All right? You just gotta learn to laugh it off.

Nathan Drake: You wouldn't.

Samuel Drake: Well, do as I say, not as I do. Here. You'll catch a cold.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) So... What are you doing here like this anyway? If the nuns catch you, they're going to call the cops.

Samuel Drake: Well, I got something for ya and it couldn't wait 'til Christmas.

Nathan Drake: What?

Samuel Drake: It's outside.

Nathan Drake: What happened to us staying out of trouble?

Samuel Drake: Well, this is an exception.

Nathan Drake: Uh-huh... Heh, nice jump. Here, gimme your hand.

Samuel Drake: Sheesh, you’re light. The Sisters feeding you enough? Place's kinda empty. Where is everyone?

Nathan Drake: Some Bible retreat.

Samuel Drake: Yeesh. I remember those. How's Father Duffy doing?

Nathan Drake: He's the one decent guy in there. You should come and say hi.

Samuel Drake: Nah... I didn't need the guilt. This way. That was easy. C'mon.

(Sam approaches a door and finds that it is locked.)

Samuel Drake: (sighs) Damn.

Nathan Drake: You didn't prop it.

Samuel Drake: I... I did. At least... I thought I did. (sighs) No, it doesn't matter. We're gonna take the high road.

Nathan Drake: The high road?

Samuel Drake: Just follow me. Watch... this.

Nathan Drake: Whoa.

Samuel Drake: And now... we take the high road.

Nathan Drake: Have you done this before?

Samuel Drake: Ah... once or twice. Here, come on. Your turn.

Nathan Drake: So, whatcha been up to?

Samuel Drake: Working, mostly.

Nathan Drake: You still dating that girl?

Samuel Drake: Who... Crystal? Eh... on again, off again. Currently... off again. (about to jump) Okay... No guts, no glory!

Nathan Drake: Whoa, whoa...

Samuel Drake: Hey, just don't think about it. You got this!

(Nate nearly falls, but Sam catches him.)

Nathan Drake: Ah!

Samuel Drake: I gotcha! (sighs) See? No big deal.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Nothing to it.

Samuel Drake: Hey, stay with me. Pretty cool, huh?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Totally.

Samuel Drake: Through here.

Nathan Drake: Right behind you.

Samuel Drake: Hey, there's a jump coming up.

Nathan Drake: Okay.

Samuel Drake: Okay... right down the middle. Nice and easy.

Nathan Drake: Aah! Nice and easy.

Samuel Drake: Oops. Was that a sin? I think that's a sin. You ready, Tarzan? All right, go ahead. It's a nice view, huh?

Nathan Drake: Yeah... not bad. You ever been up here before?

Samuel Drake: This particular roof? No.

Nathan Drake: But... you do know where you're going, right?

Samuel Drake: Eh, more or less. You wait here, and you watch me. Whoa... whoa! Whew... Your turn!

Nathan Drake: Okay... you got this. You got this, Nate.

Samuel Drake: All right, go ahead. Just don't overthink it.

Nathan Drake: Oh crap! Ahh!

Samuel Drake: I gotcha! C'mon! C'mon.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) I did it.

Samuel Drake: Yeah. Course you did. Here, follow me. You know what? How about you take this one.

Nathan Drake: Really?

Samuel Drake: Yeah. Really. I'll follow your lead.

Nathan Drake: Okay...

Samuel Drake: Attaboy, Nathan.

Nathan Drake: Whoa! Okay.

(They leave the orphanage grounds.)

Samuel Drake: Just like that... we're out.

Nathan Drake: All right.

Samuel Drake: Check it out. (gestures to a motorcycle) Huh?

Nathan Drake: Whoa. You got the 250?

Samuel Drake: 250? What are you talking about? No, this is the 500cc, twin.

Nathan Drake: No way. Where'd you lift it from?

Samuel Drake: Whoa... That's a low blow. But hey, I'll have you know that I am a... changed man, ought this with hard-earned cash. Here, C'mon, take a seat. What?

Nathan Drake: The only time you pull a stunt like this... is when you're trying to make up for something.

Samuel Drake: You are too smart for your own good, you know that? All right. I got this job. Pays well. Really well. But, uh... I gotta leave town for a little bit.

Nathan Drake: What's a little bit?

Samuel Drake: Like, a... a year. At the most. And then I‘ll be back before you even know it, all right?

Nathan Drake: You’re bailing on me.

Samuel Drake: Ah c'mon, don't be so dramatic.

Nathan Drake: What, so it wasn't enough to leave me in that place? How could you do this to me, Sam?

Samuel Drake: Hey wait, I'm doing this for you. The money I make is for the both of us. And then in a couple of years, when you're out.

Nathan Drake: A couple of years? Take me with you.

Samuel Drake: I— I can barely support myself.

Nathan Drake: I'll pitch in.

Samuel Drake: I know you think the orphanage sucks...

Nathan Drake: You have no idea.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, but it's the best thing for you right now. You just gotta trust me on that one.

Nathan Drake: It's not fair.

Samuel Drake: Hey, about our lives has been fair... but we've made it work. Right?

Nathan Drake: Sure.

Samuel Drake: Well, you know... the bike wasn't the only surprise I guess I'm gonna have to ruin the next one.

Nathan Drake: What?

Samuel Drake: I found Mom's stuff. Everything that Dad sold. I tracked down the buyer.

Nathan Drake: If you're saying this just to make me feel better...

Samuel Drake: No, I swear to God.

Nathan Drake: Where?

Samuel Drake: Eh... on the other side of town. Whaddaya say we go and get it back?

Nathan Drake: You mean steal it?

Samuel Drake: It's not stealing if it was ours to begin with.

Nathan Drake: I'm pretty sure the cops aren't gonna see it that way.

Samuel Drake: Well, then let's not get caught. You ready for this?

Nathan Drake: Hell yeah.

(The scene changes. Nate takes a punch from an inmate in prison.)

Gustavo: (laughs) ¡Esto va estar mas fácil de lo que esperaba! (This will be easier than I expected!) (laughs) Whoo!

Nathan Drake: You're gonna have to do it better than that, pal.

Gustavo: Acabemos con esto. (Let's get this over with.)

Nathan Drake: Let's go.

(They have a fight.)

Gustavo: (laughs) ¡Chingada, este gringo sabe pelear, eh! (This gringo knows how to fight, eh!)

Gustavo: ¡No puedes conmigo! (You can’t beat me!)

Gustavo: (pins Nate) A ver como te sales de esta! (Let's see how you get out of this!) ¿¡Qué tal esto?! (How about this?!)

(Nate is thrown at another inmate, who begins choking him.)

Nathan Drake: Ah— asshole, let go of me!

Gustavo: ¡Agarrenmelo! (Grab him!)

Nathan Drake: Right back at ya!

Gustavo: ¡Lucha como un hombre! (Fight like a man!)

Nathan Drake: All right... you asked for it. I got you now.

Gustavo: ¡Ja! Toma esto, pendejo! (laughs) (Ha! Take this, asshole!)

Nathan Drake: Come on! C'mon amigo! (C'mon friend!)

Gustavo: Esto es por meterte con nosotros. (This is for messing with us.)

Nathan Drake: Ha!

Gustavo: ¡Ahora si, pendejo... te vas a arrepentir! (Now, asshole... you will regret it!)

Nathan Drake: Whoa, good save.

Gustavo: ¡Estas muerto! (You're dead!)

(Gustavo throws Nate onto the ground and attacks him.)

Nathan Drake: Ahh shit—!

Gustavo: ¡Te voy a matar, comemierda! ¡Te voy a cerrar la bocota, gringo! (I'm going to kill you, shithead! I'm going to close your mouth, gringo!)

Nathan Drake: Get offa me...

Gustavo: Ya basta. (Stop.)

Nathan Drake: All right— my turn!

Gustavo: Uh. ¡Ha!

(The warden arrives and stops the fight.)

Nathan Drake: Agh! What the hell?!

Vargas: Ya basta, idiotas! (Stop it, idiots!)

Gustavo: ¡Suéltenme! (Let me go!)

Nathan Drake: Hey, we weren't fighting! Huh? Right, little guy?

Gustavo: ¡Te voy a matar, gringo comemierda! (I'm going to kill you, gringo shithead!)

Nathan Drake: Hey, give me a call when you're tall enough to ride the rides!

Gustavo: ¡Te voy a sacar las tripas por el culo! (I'm going to rip your guts out your ass!)

Vargas: (to Nate’s guard) ¡Solitaria! (Solitary cell!) (to Gustavo) ¡Cállalo! (Shut up!)

Gustavo: ¡Te voy a estar esperando aqui, eh! (I'll be waiting for you here, eh!)

Vargas: (to a guard) ¡Abre! (Open it!)

Nathan Drake: Ah, come on. How long am I supposed to be in here? Huh? And where's the toilet?

Vargas: You're looking at it. Have fun.

Nathan Drake: I will. Gracias. (Thanks.)

(Some time passes.)

Vargas: Get up.

Nathan Drake: Oh man. I was having a great dream too... Eh... Hey, hey... Easy.

Vargas: Go!

Nathan Drake: All right. Calmate. (Take it easy.)

Guard: (beating an inmate) Es por tu culpa, pendejo. (It's your fault, asshole.)

Chapter 2: Infernal Place

Nathan Drake: Hey, ah, any chance I can take a shower?

Vargas: Cállate. (Shut up.)

Nathan Drake: Morning, boys. Or is it evening? It's hard to tell down here.

Vargas: (to a guard) ¡Oye, idiota! (Hey, idiot!) Get up the stairs! (to another guard) ¡Viene saliendo un prisionero! ¡Abran la reja! (A prisoner is coming out! Open the gate!)

Nathan Drake: Hey. Nice to see you. Eesh. It's bright. Ah, and humid.

Vargas: (laughs) Welcome to Panama.

Vargas: ¡Atras! ¡Muévanse! ¡Quitense, cabrones! (Back! Move! Get out, you bastards!)

Vargas: Looks like you have some fans.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, my adoring public.

Guard: ¿A dónde lo llevas? (Where are you taking him?)

Vargas: (laughs) Es una sorpresa. (It's a surprise.)

Guard: (laughs) Diviértete. (Have fun.)

Nathan Drake: I do speak a little Spanish, you know. (laughs) Wait... What did you say?

Vargas: You'll find out soon enough.

Guard: (beating a prisoner) Te lo adverti, pero no escuchaste. Qué estan mirando? (I warned you, but you did not listen. What are you looking at?)

Nathan Drake: Nada, amigo. Nothing...

Vargas: Atras. De este me encargo yo. (Back off. I'll take care of this one.)

Guard: Bien. (All right.)

Nathan Drake: Where are you taking me, anyway?

Vargas: You'll see. No no. Not that way.

Nathan Drake: Oh. All right...

Vargas: After you.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. This isn't sketchy at all. Hey, you know this doesn't look like the warden's office.

Vargas: Go left.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, I'm on it.

Vargas: Through there.

Nathan Drake: Through here?

(Vargas takes Nate outside the prison.)

Vargas: Here we are.

Nathan Drake: All right. Okay. Take these cuffs off or what?

Vargas: I want in.

Nathan Drake: In?

Vargas: Whatever you hope to find up there... I want in.

Nathan Drake: Now c'mon, Vargas, the deal was just to get us in and out of here, that's it.

Vargas: “Just?” I'm sticking my neck out for you gringos...

Nathan Drake: Yeah, and Rafe is paying you a lot of money for your trouble.

Vargas: Si. (produces an envelope) But not nearly enough.

Nathan Drake: You were told not to open that...

Vargas: Yes. I was also told not to take bribes... not to bring anyone here... and not to beat on my inmates. But here we are...

Nathan Drake: All right, but just be careful with that, it's three hundred years old.

Vargas: “I was a member of Captain Henry Avery's crew...” You know who that is?

Nathan Drake: He was a pirate.

Vargas: The pirate who pulled off the biggest heist in history... and got away with it. I looked him up.

Nathan Drake: That's great. Can we—?

Vargas: Over four hundred million dollars worth of gold and jewels. All from one single ship. Uh... the “Gunsway.”

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Yeah, I'm familiar with the story. Can you get to the point?

Vargas: Uh, huh huh... “I occupy the highest cell in the Spaniards' prison...” And here, “I hope someday you will find your way into this infernal place, bear my cross, and discover the riches of paradise.”

Nathan Drake: What? What do you want?

Vargas: “The riches of paradise.”

Nathan Drake: Oh, chr- It's a metaphor.

Vargas: No, no, no no, no, no. You and your friends did not pay to get into this “infernal place” in search of a metaphor. I want in.

Nathan Drake: All right. I'll tell you what, you let me go up there, check out the prison cell. If there's still anything there after three hundred years, you can take this up with Rafe. Now c'mon.

(Vargas takes Nate's cuffs off.)

Nathan Drake: Letter. Por favor.

Vargas: How you gonna get up there, anyways?

Nathan Drake: Climb. Oh, unless of course you want to do it, since you “want in,” and all.

Vargas: Just don't break your neck.

Nathan Drake: Yeah... Well, that's the plan. Hey, did you bring what I asked?

Vargas: Yeah. Hid it just over there, under the work table, uh... by the crates.

Nathan Drake: Great thanks. There we go. Piece of cake. Need my gear. (Nate takes a rope) Bingo. Now we're in business. Here we go...!

Nathan Drake: Looks like I can slide own there... hook on that post... (laughs) Wait till Sam hears about this. (sighs) Onward and upward. Well, I gotta find the highest cell. Oh, shit!

Nathan Drake: At least Burnes had a nice view before he was executed... Hard to believe there were dozens of pirates holed up in here just waiting to be hanged. Okay. Where to?

Nathan Drake: Can barely believe the place is still standing. The Spanish sure knew how to build a sturdy prison. Wonder how many pirates die here?

Nathan Drake: All right, not gonna lie. (laughs) This is pretty awesome. Whoa, whoa. Ah man, Sam is missing out.

(Nate enters Burnes's cell and finds rocks in the wall with Roman numerals etched into them.)

Nathan Drake: Here we go. Burnes's cell. Cell... More like a suite. Okay, where to begin? Sun and moon... Alchemy symbols for gold and silver. Wait a sec... I saw something like this on the letter. Huh. Well, that’s part of the symbol... Ah. There's the other half. Now then... That's more like it. Okay, got a zodiac symbol, Sagittarius, and the Scorpio sign.

Nathan Drake: Ten and two... X and II. Well, would you look at that...

(Nate solves the puzzle and finds an old cross. He reads its inscription.)

Nathan Drake: Digna Factis Recipimus. Huh... Hm. I guess this is it. Time to head back. C'mon...

Nathan Drake: Whoa! Better watch that first step. Down we go... Hm. Now what? Whoa...! Careful... All right... one more time... Whoa ha ha! Yeah, let's see Rafe do that.

(Nate leaves the Spanish prison, barging through the door.)

Nathan Drake: Aggh, there goes my shoulder. There's Vargas. “I want a cut." Ha. “I want in.” I'll give you in.

Nathan Drake: Ah crap, no, no no no. Oof! Made it. Now we're talking.

Vargas: You made it. What'd you find? Drake? ...What?

Nathan Drake: Place was picked clean. If there's a clue hidden up there somewhere, I couldn't find it.

Vargas: Are you sure? Were you looking in the right place?

Nathan Drake: You know, maybe I just... I missed something in the letter. There could've been another tower that collapsed centuries ago.

Vargas: Mierda... (Shit...)

Nathan Drake: There ah, any plans to this place? You know, like blueprints?

Vargas: Ah... could be, there's a bunch of old files.

Nathan Drake: Okay, great. Great. Go look through those. Okay, see what you can dig up. Meanwhile, I'll talk to Sam. He's our Avery expert. Maybe he can make sense of this whole mess.

Vargas: Right... I'll look to the files. Turn around.

Nathan Drake: Yeah...

(Vargas handcuffs Nate again and they return to the prison.)

Vargas: All right. When you're done talking to him... come and find me.

Nathan Drake: You got it.

Vargas: Gringo, if I catch you fighting one more time, one week in the hole for you!

Nathan Drake: (under his breath) That's some nice acting, Vargas. Almost as good as mine. (smiles)

(Nate finds Sam playing dice with prisoners.)

Samuel Drake: Huh—

Prisoner: Mierda. (Shit.)

Samuel Drake: ¿Qué puedo decir? Suerte de principiante verdad. (What can I say? Novice’s luck.)

Prisoner: Hijo de puta. (Motherfucker.)

(Sam notices Nate.)

Samuel Drake: Lo siento, chicos, tengo que irme. (I'm sorry, guys, I have to go.)

Prisoner: Claro, te vas cuando estas ganando. (Sure, when you're winning.)

Samuel Drake: Para ti. (For you.) (to Nate) Jesus, they worked you over good. You all right?

Nathan Drake: Eh. Just another day at the office. C'mon.

Samuel Drake: Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. You're not gonna keep me in suspense, are you?

Nathan Drake: You were right.

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) No, we were right. Now we just gotta find Rafe and...

Nathan Drake: Ah, Rafe...

Samuel Drake: Don't, don't start. Please?

Nathan Drake: Oh, c'mon. Like you said, we did this. You and me. Now this rich asshole comes in on the tail end—

Samuel Drake: How long have we been trying to get in here? Hm?

Nathan Drake: (sighs) We had some leads...

Samuel Drake: No, we didn't. Okay, not one. So like it or not— No Rafe. No Vargas. And no getting in here.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, speaking of Vargas... we got a problem.

Rafe Adler: What kind of problem? Did he let you into the old prison?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, yeah, he did.

Rafe Adler: All right.

Nathan Drake: After he read the letter.

Rafe Adler: Oh... Hm... So how much does he know?

Nathan Drake: Enough that he wants a cut.

Samuel Drake: Ah, shit... Rafe, if anybody else finds out about this...

Rafe Adler: I'll— I'll work it out with Vargas, don't sweat it. Right now, let's just... let's get on to more important matters...

Nathan Drake: All right. Let's find somewhere a little more, uh... private.

Rafe Adler: Yep.

(in the laundry room)

Samuel Drake: All right, coast is clear.

Rafe Adler: Okay. So, what do we got?

(Nate pulls out the cross.)

Samuel Drake: Ooh, shit.

Nathan Drake: Huh... Hey.

Rafe Adler: May I?

Nathan Drake: Just be careful, okay?

Rafe Adler: Wood with gold and silver inlay. It's well made. (scoffs) It's hollow. Why would one of Avery's men go through the trouble of hiding a cheap crucifix?

Nathan Drake: It's not a crucifix. Technically, a crucifix is a representation of Jesus. It's not Jesus.

Rafe Adler: Well, you're right. No crown of thorns, he's tied to the cross. Well, if it's not Jesus then—?

Nathan Drake: Read the inscription.

Rafe Adler: Uh... “Digna factis recipimus.” We receive...

Samuel Drake: “We receive the due rewards of our deeds.”

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Rafe Adler: Look at you.

Samuel Drake: There's a benefit of growing up in a Catholic orphanage. It's Saint Dismas.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, the penitent thief... but what’s the connection?

Rafe Adler: Guys, let's just pretend I skipped all of Sunday school...

Samuel Drake: Ah, okay. During the crucifixion, Jesus is placed between two thieves. Okay, one of them mocked Jesus. The other one, this guy... was penitent. He accepted his punishment with grace...

Nathan Drake: And Jesus brought him to Paradise.

Rafe Adler: Penitent thief.

Nathan Drake: Yeah...

Samuel Drake: (laughs)

Nathan Drake: What?

Samuel Drake: You figured it out. There is a Cathedral of Saint Dismas... in Scotland.

Nathan Drake: Wait. The last sighting of Avery was in Scotland.

Samuel Drake: It can't be a coincidence. (chuckles)

Rafe Adler: You know, I had my doubt about you. But... Let’s find Vargas. Get the hell out of this shit hole.

Gustavo: (whistles)

Rafe Adler: I’ll— (scoffs) Let me guess, this is the guy you picked a fight with?

Nathan Drake: Ah... Didn't know he had so many... friends.

(They leave, but stumble upon Gustavo.)

Gustavo: Te dije que no habíamos terminado. (I told you we were not finished.)

Nathan Drake: Mira, ya nos ganaste. Okay? (Look, you already beat us. Okay?)

Gustavo: Muy tarde para hablar, de aqui no sales. (Very late to talk, you do not leave here.)

Samuel Drake: (to Gustavo) Hey, you know what?

Gustavo: Tú no te metas— (Do not interrupt—)

Samuel Drake: Okay—

(He hits Gustavo in the face. The fight begins.)

Rafe Adler: Jesus, did you have to pick on the most popular guy in this joint?

Nathan Drake: Well, I didn't hear you volunteer...

Samuel Drake: Guys! Save it for later!

Rafe Adler: Ha ha!

Nathan Drake: ¡Buenas noches! (Goodnight!) ¡Sientate! (Sit down!)

Rafe Adler: C'mere, you.

Nathan Drake: Pendejo! (Asshole!)

Samuel Drake: Ah shit. We're not done here guys!

Rafe Adler: Let's make this quick so we can get out of here!

Nathan Drake: Bastard!

Gustavo: ¡Eliminen a estos pendeios! (Kill these assholes!)

Gustavo: (grabs Nate) Hora de irse, gringo. (Time to go, gringo.)

Nathan Drake: Sam! Need some help here!

Samuel Drake: Get off!

Nathan Drake: Thanks.

Samuel Drake: Don't mention it.

(Gustavo begins choking Nate.)

Gustavo: ¡Estas muerto! (You're dead!)

(Nate frees himself but is restrained by two of his cronies.)

Nathan Drake: Hey! Hey, get off! All right. ¡Espera! (Wait!)

(Gustavo brings out a knife.)

Gustavo: (laughs) Ya basta de hablar. (Enough talking.)

(Vargas appears and beats Gustavo with a baton.)

Vargas: ¿Alguien mas necesita que Ies recuerde las reglas? (Does anyone else need to remember the rules?) Alinéense! (Against the wall!)

(One of the guards finds Nate’s cross.)

Guard: ¿Qué es esto? (What is it?) ¿Eh?

Vargas: ¡Dame! (Give it to me!) (to Nate) Are you bringing in contraband?

Nathan Drake: Vargas...

Vargas: ¡Cállate! (Shut up!) Who do you think you are? Llévalos a su celda! (Take them to their cell!) Me trae a los gringos a mi oficina. (Bring these gringos to my office.)

(in Vargas's office)

Vargas: (to the guards) Déjanos. (Leave us.) Déjennos! (Leave us now!)

Rafe Adler: Took you long enough. We almost got killed, you know.

Vargas: (unholster his pistol) You still might.

Rafe Adler: Vargas— seriously?

Vargas: “Oh, I didn't find anything, must be in a different tower.” Well?

Nathan Drake: What can I say, I was raised Catholic. I always carry one.

Vargas: Funny.

Samuel Drake: Hey, hey, hey, hey look— it's worthless, all right?

Vargas: You think I'm an idiot?

Rafe Adler: Okay. You want to renegotiate? Fine. Stop acting like a third world thug. Now put the gun away. Thank you. We're willing to give you ah... ten percent.

Vargas: (laughs) Think half.

Rafe Adler: We're doing most of the work. Twenty. And you'd never find it without us.

Vargas: Twenty-five. Equals.

Rafe Adler: Twenty-five... Does that sound fair, guys?

Samuel Drake: Suppose I can live with that.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, sure. Four hundred million divides nicely by four.

Rafe Adler: Looks like we have a deal.

Vargas: Yes, we have a deal.

Rafe Adler: All right.

Vargas: And if you ever cross me again—

(Rafe shivs Vargas with Gustavo's knife and takes his gun.)

Nathan Drake: Jesus.

Rafe Adler: That's that.

Nathan Drake: Are you out of your goddamn mind?

Rafe Adler: Do you want to find out?

Guard: ¡Abran! (Open the door!)

Samuel Drake: Guys, what are we doing here?

Rafe Adler: We're sticking to the plan.

Nathan Drake: Was this part of the plan?

Rafe Adler: Just follow me.

Samuel Drake: C'mon. C'mon!

Nathan Drake: Goddammit...

(They start to run.)

Samuel Drake: Rafe, where we, going here?

Rafe Adler: The lighthouse. Vargas said the boat is right under the lighthouse.

Guard: ¡Ahi estan! (They’re here!) ¡Abre esa puerta! (Open that door!)

Samuel Drake: But which way?

Rafe Adler: I don't know. We'll get outside and figure it out. Shit. Dead end.

Samuel Drake: Uh... the window. Nathan, gimme a hand.

Rafe Adler: Hurry up.

Guard: ¡Mierda, tiene un arma! (Shit, he has a gun!)

Nathan Drake: There, it's open!

Samuel Drake: We got it!

Rafe Adler: Then go!

Nathan Drake: I don't see the lighthouse.

Rafe Adler: Right now let's just get away from the guards. Through here.

Rafe Adler: Don't stop. Keep going!

Samuel Drake: Watch yourself.

Nathan Drake: Oh, crap!

Guard: ¡Los encontre! (I found them!)

Samuel Drake: Over there. To the left!

Guard: ¡Alto! (Halt!)

Samuel Drake: This way... Ah, no, no, no, no, wait. Over here. C'mon. C'mon.

Rafe Adler: They're surrounding us.

Samuel Drake: Damn it. It's locked.

Rafe Adler: Guys! We can climb this. Shit! Another dead end.

Samuel Drake: The fire escape! Nathan, get me up there.

Nathan Drake: C'mon, Sam. Ready? And...

Rafe Adler: Let's go!

Nathan Drake: Yeah, after you.

Rafe Adler: Over the roof. Follow me.

Nathan Drake: Ahhh! Uhhh!

Samuel Drake: Are you sure?

Rafe Adler: Yes. C'mon, move it!

Nathan Drake: Ah, shit. Seriously? Let's clean house. All right. We need to catch up with Rafe... quickly. I thought you trusted him.

Samuel Drake: I do... to a point. There's a vent here. Help me push.

Nathan Drake: He‘s going to leave without us, isn't he?

Samuel Drake: Not if we're quick. C'mon. After you.

Guard: ¿¡A donde mierda se fueron?! (Where the fuck did they go?!)

Nathan Drake: Oh, they're everywhere.

Samuel Drake: We'll be fine, just keep going.

Nathan Drake: Okay, looks clear.

Samuel Drake: God damn it, this place is like a maze.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, it's like they don't want us to leave or something.

Guard: ¡Alto, pendejo! (Stop, assholes!)

Rafe Adler: Hola, amigo! (Hi friend!)

Samuel Drake: Hey, Rafe. Good to see you. Kick down that ladder for us.

Rafe Adler: We're close! There's the lighthouse. Like I said, stick to the plan.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, don't celebrate yet.

Guard: ¡Los perdimos! (We lost them!)

Nathan Drake: That's right, just keep searching over there.

Guard: Mierda. No pueden estar leios... ¡Pongan mas hombres en las puertas! (Shit. They can't be there... Put more men on the doors!)

Nathan Drake: Don't mind us.

Guard: ¡Disparen a matar! (Shoot to kill!)

Rafe Adler: C'mon... and don't drop the cross.

Guard: ¡Vamos! (Let's go!)

Samuel Drake: All right. Keep going! I'm right behind you!

Guard: ¡Alli! ¡Sobre el techo! (There! On the roof!)

Nathan Drake: Ah, hell...!

Rafe Adler: On me! Get to the wall! NOW!

Nathan Drake: Sam?!

Samuel Drake: Just keep going. Go!

Nathan Drake: Whoa! I got it... Sam! C'mon! I'll pull you up! I gotcha! C'mon!

(The guards shoot him.)

Samuel Drake: (gasps)

Nathan Drake: Sam – no.

(Sam coughs up blood.)

Nathan Drake: No, you hold on!

Samuel Drake: (coughs) Oh...

Nathan Drake: Hold on! Gimme your other arm! C'mon, reach! No! Sam!

(He falls, crashing through a roof below.)

Rafe Adler: We gotta move.

Nathan Drake: No, no, he's still down there...

Rafe Adler: No, he's gone. C'mon, the boat's just beyond the wall.

Nathan Drake: No. No, I can't. I can't— I can't leave him behind.

Rafe Adler: Nate. Your brother is dead. Either come with me or join him.

Nathan Drake: No, he just—

Rafe Adler: Have it your way! (runs away)

Nathan Drake: Sam... Oh God no, no. Shit. (runs after Rafe)

Guard: Es su ultima oportunidad! Rindanse o mueran! (It's your last chance! Surrender or die!)

Nathan Drake: Oh God. Okay. Okay, gotta get outta here.

Rafe Adler: Come on!

Nathan Drake: I'm coming, I'm coming! I gotta keep going, right?

Rafe Adler: Whooaaa!

Nathan Drake: Aaaaahhh!

(He jumps from a large height into the sea. The opening credits appear.)

UNCHARTED 4: A THIEF’S END

15 Years Later

(Nate swims by in a diving suit.)

Nathan Drake: All right. Made it to the bottom.

Jameson: Okay... according to your signal you're at the coordinates— any sign of our haul?

Nathan Drake: No. Not yet, anyway. You got any pings from up there?

Jameson: Afraid not.

Nathan Drake: All right. I'll just keep heading downstream.

Jameson: Copy that, keep me posted.

Nathan Drake: You got it.

Chapter 3: The Malaysia Job

Jameson: Hey. By my watch you're down to a quarter tank. You wanna come up?

Nathan Drake: Nah, I'll be fine. It can't be far.

Jameson: If you don't find it soon, I'm calling it.

Nathan Drake: I'll find it.

Jameson: All right.

Nathan Drake: Ah... there you are. I found it.

(Nate finds the wreck of a semi trailer.)

Jameson: All right. How's it look?

Nathan Drake: It's beat up, but intact. All right... here we go. There. Whoa. (chuckles) Morning, fellas. Well, looks like a lot of it's still strapped down. See, we got one, two, three... Okay, by my count we're shy two crates. I'm gonna go round ’em up.

Jameson: Hold on, how about you came up first, get a fresh tank?

Nathan Drake: Ah, the crates gotta be nearby. I got this. Aha! Found one. Agh, crap. The crate's pinned beneath the trailer.

Jameson: Tell you what— secure the other crate first, then we'll lift the trailer up for ya.

Nathan Drake: Y'see, that's why you get paid the big bucks.

Jameson: Heh. Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Aha! Found the other crate.

Jameson: One down, one to go. Secure it in the trailer, we're nearly at your position.

Nathan Drake: All right. See you soon. All right, that's one crate secure.

Jameson: Good timing. We're right above you, sling's on its way down. Coming down... Okay, it's in position. Hook up the trailer, we'll raise it up a bit for ya.

Nathan Drake: Okay, got the cable... Gonna try looping it around one of the axles.

Jameson: That should work.

Nathan Drake: Yep. Oh yeah, that's one...

Jameson: All right, you watch your oxygen now.

Nathan Drake: Ah; it's fine. And that's two. Okay, trailer's secure, ready to go.

Jameson: All right. Get clear, we'll lift it up.

Nathan Drake: Ready when you are.

Jameson: And up we go... Okay... that enough?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Plenty. Just don't drop it on me.

Jameson: (laughs) No promises.

Nathan Drake: Okay... got the other crate, gonna strap it in with the others. C'mon, C’mon... there you go. Oh boy. All cargo present and accounted for. And with five minutes of oxygen to spare.

Jameson: Jesus... hey, maybe you should hang out then, see if you can find some other treasures down here.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Nah, I’m good.

Jameson: Want a ride up?

Nathan Drake: I'd love one.

Jameson: Lemme know when you're on the sling.

Nathan Drake: Okay, I'm in position. Get me outta here, will ya?

Jameson: You got it. Going up.

Nathan Drake: Whew.

Jameson: Mm mm mm, look at that beauty. How you feeling?

Nathan Drake: Better now that I'm outta that river. I'm gonna stink like fish for a week.

Jameson: (chuckles) All right. We've gonna come to you. Hang on.

Nathan Drake: Hanging. What's up, boys?

Salvage Worker: Good to have you back, Drake!

Nathan Drake: Yeah, it's good to be back.

Salvage Worker: Toss down your gear.

Nathan Drake: Here you go.

Salvage Worker: Thanks.

Nathan Drake: Whew.

Salvage Worker: Whoa. This tank’s kinda light.

Nathan Drake: I'm just making your job easier, right?

Salvage Worker: My man... How'd we do?

Nathan Drake: How do you think?

Salvage Worker: Full recovery?

Nathan Drake: Every last bit.

Salvage Worker: (laughs) You're making the rest of us look bad.

Nathan Drake: I'm making the rest of you look good.

Salvage Worker: Here, uh... I need your signature on this...

Jameson: Okay. Done. Man, I wish they'd move all this to computers.

Salvage Worker: (laughs) Government's like ten years behind the rest of the world, right?

Jameson: Let's wrap this up later. (to Nate) Come on. Let's go see what you brought us. Hey, so how about you let someone else be PO man next time? You've earned a break.

Nathan Drake: No, no thanks. I'll take a dive over being at the office any day.

Jameson: Yeah, well uh, either way it's gonna be a while 'til the next dive.

Nathan Drake: What are you talking about? What about Thursday's job?

Nathan Drake: Oh, come on, no.

Jameson: Got underbid.

Nathan Drake: You gotta be kidding me.

Jameson: Hey, competition's tough. Let's see here now... Care to do the honor?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, sure. Thanks. (opens a crate) Wow... look at that. We struck copper.

Jameson: Well, you'd be surprised how much this stuff is worth. Client's paying good money for the full recover.

Nathan Drake: Sure you don't wanna just melt it down, make some pennies?

Jameson: C'mon, let's go celebrate. First round's on me.

Nathan Drake: Bar hopping with you guys? No... no, no. Not unless there's hazard pay. If it's all the same to you, I think I'm just gonna do the paperwork and get home and crash. Raincheck though?

Jameson: All right, suit yourself. Hey – Good work today.

Nathan Drake: Thanks. (to himself) Copper...

(that evening)

Jameson: Hey! Hey, Nate! Nate. Hold on.

Nathan Drake: Hey. What are you doing here?

Jameson: Ah... I got a present for ya.

Nathan Drake: Present? What's this?

Jameson: Got some news from my contract about that wreck tiff the coast of Malaysia...

Nathan Drake: Oh, no...

Jameson: Ah... the ship's intact.

Nathan Drake: Yeah?

Jameson: Cargo's ripe for the packing...

Nathan Drake: You are a persistent one, I'll give you that.

Jameson: And... all the money came through for the equipment, too. We all set. Except, ah... my best guy— the guy I trust for the job— the only one. He... he's got cold feet.

Nathan Drake: My feet were never warm to begin with. Tell me, this “contact" of yours... he get the permits?

Jameson: No, he did not get the permits. Can't no one get the damn permits...

Nathan Drake: Course not.

Jameson: But Nate, don't you see that works in our favor. No permits means no competition. The shit is ours.

Nathan Drake: No permits means no go.

Jameson: Nate... this is retirement money. For the both of us. Okay, I don't know about you, but I don't want to be working salvage when I'm sixty. Do you?

Nathan Drake: Sure beats prison. Listen, I have to pass. And trust me so should you.

Jameson: Okay just take it. Humor me, okay?

Nathan Drake: I'm not gonna change my mind.

Jameson: Then don't hurt to sleep on it, does it?

Nathan Drake: Say hi to Karla and the kids for me, okay?

Jameson: All right. No pressure, Nate! But think about it!

(Next scene. Nate’s office, in his attic.)

Nathan Drake: You really did your homework on this one. Narrowed down the search area. It would make a hell of a find. Son of a bitch. (chuckles) No. No, no way. (puts the file away) You are going with the others.

Chapter 4: A Normal Life

(Nate looks back on his adventures...)

Nathan Drake: Climbed your big brother some years back.

Nathan Drake: Yeesh. One of the stranger things I've collected along the years.

Nathan Drake: A Spanish doubloon found in a German U-boat... in the middle of a jungle. Who woulda think?

Nathan Drake: Sir Francis Drake takes a bullet for Sully.

Nathan Drake: Shambala... hmph. (to a photo of Tenzin) Miss ya, pal.

Nathan Drake: So many men killed each other for a piece of this.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Thanks for nothing, Saint Dismas. Nah...

Nathan Drake: Sir Francis and his elaborate puzzles.

Nathan Drake: Not really my style any more.

Nathan Drake: Now this was a crazy ride.

(Nate reads a letter.)

Nate -

How's things? I've been up to my usual shenanigans. Nothing major, but enough to keep the heat on and the wine stocked.

Caught wind of something that sounded right up your alley - should you ever change your mind, give me a yell, I'm always on hand for a quick getaway.

Love, Chloe

Nathan Drake: Hmm. Another lifetime, Chloe.

(Nate picks up a toy gun.)

Nathan Drake: Yeah... Here they come. Take cover! I'm surrounded. Bullseye. Take that! And that. All right. Don't let 'em flank you, Nate. Eat plastic! Gotcha. Back in business. Like a pro. Yeah, bring it.

Elena Fisher: Hey Nate! Are you coming down to eat?

Nathan Drake: Yeah! Yeah, I'll be right there. (puts down the gun) Well, play time's over.

Nathan Drake: Heh. Wow. Now that is a good one.

Nathan Drake: Oh, is this what you're working on?

Elena Fisher: You were up there a long time.

Nathan Drake: Well, I was researching something.

Elena Fisher: Oh, is that what we're calling it these days?

Nathan Drake: I was.

Elena Fisher: Hey, would you mind grabbing the food? I'm just... wrapping up here.

Nathan Drake: Oh. Yeah, sure thing.

Elena Fisher: Thanks.

Nathan Drake: There we go.

Elena Fisher: And... Done. Okay.

Nathan Drake: Finish it?

Elena Fisher: Yeah. You know, it's probably too long, and full of typos, but that's what editors are for, right?

Nathan Drake: Heh.

Elena Fisher: God, I'm starving.

Nathan Drake: Looks good.

Elena Fisher: Mmhmm... So... wa wzz yr dy?

Nathan Drake: What?

Elena Fisher: Hm?

Nathan Drake: Got none of that.

Elena Fisher: Oh, sorry. I'm sorry. How was your day?

Nathan Drake: Oh. It was fine.

Elena Fisher: Mmhmm.

Nathan Drake: Typical day in paradise.

Elena Fisher: Hm.

Nathan Drake: I, ah... I got to pull a bunch of garbage out of a river.

Elena Fisher: Hmm... At least you got to go for a swim. Did you find any exciting garbage?

Nathan Drake: Oh, some... brilliant stuff. Brilliant stuff. It was a, um... early twenty-first century truck... we got. Apparently the natives called it a "semi".

Elena Fisher: Oh dear lord...

Nathan Drake: So... boring stuff. Tell me about the article.

Elena Fisher: Well... it started out as this fluff piece... about tourism in Bangkok, but... I don't think the magazine is gonna like the angle that I'm taking because... Everyone... immediately commented about how rude the smog was... that it was like shock to the lungs, like, the second that you got off the plane.

(Nate tunes out and stares at a picture of a beach in a jungle. Elena pokes him with her fork.)

Nathan Drake: Ah—! What?

Elena Fisher: Where are you?

Nathan Drake: I’m in... here... being stabbed with a fork.

Elena Fisher: Oh, really?

Nathan Drake: What? Just keep going! It was – it was interesting.

Elena Fisher: Oh?

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Elena Fisher: Interesting. What's my article about?

Nathan Drake: Wha— this one?

Elena Fisher: Mm-hmm.

Option 1: Flights in Bangkok....

Option 2: People... of Bangkok ...?

Option 3: The lost city of Bangkok...?

Nathan Drake: (option 2 chosen) Ah... the people of... of... ah, Bangkok. And— and the smog. And how they – they can't get a flight anywhere. And... people can't breathe.

Elena Fisher: Wow...

Nathan Drake: All right, I'm sorry.

Elena Fisher: No, it was valiant. That was really—

Nathan Drake: I was in the ballpark, right?

Elena Fisher: In a different state. But, yeah, you were in a ballpark.

Nathan Drake: (laughs)

Elena Fisher: Jameson asked you about that Malaysia job again.

Nathan Drake: Jameson always asks me about the Malaysia job.

Elena Fisher: Look, Nate... I really think that you should take it.

Nathan Drake: You know what, I don't want it. Really. I mean, he doesn't have the permits. And we agreed, we're not gonna take that kind of work anymore. It's just not worth it.

Elena Fisher: Okay, but... it... it doesn't sound that risky. All right? If it's just the permits—

Nathan Drake: No way.

Elena Fisher: You could call Sullivan.

Nathan Drake: (sighs)

Elena Fisher: You haven't seen him in what, two years?

Nathan Drake: Elena. Look, could we please drop this?

Elena Fisher: Hey, I just don't want you to not take it because of me.

Nathan Drake: I'm not taking it because of me, okay? I appreciate the gesture. It's just... (sighs)

Elena Fisher: I'm gonna go ahead and do the dishes.

Nathan Drake: Stop, I’ll do them. No, hold on.

Elena Fisher: You did them last night...

Nathan Drake: No, you cooked. I clean. It's fine. I mean... at least— at least, uh, let m— let me try to earn it or something. Let me, uh... play you for it.

Elena Fisher: You'll “play me for it?”

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Yeah, yeah, your little TV game thing. I bet I can beat your high score.

Elena Fisher: You think that you can’t my high score on my “TV game thing?”

Nathan Drake: Yeah, I think you're scared now.

Elena Fisher: You don't even know what it’s called. (laughs)

Nathan Drake: I don't need to know what it's called. I've seen you play. It's jumping and running and I have a natural talent for that.

Elena Fisher: Oh, really? Right.

Nathan Drake: So what do you say, chicken? Is it a bet? (chicken clucking noises)

Elena Fisher: Oh wow. Okay, cowboy.

(Elena starts up her PS1.)

Nathan Drake: Okay. Watch and learn.

Elena Fisher: Oh, I'm learning all right.

Nathan Drake: Is this it?

Elena Fisher: No. It has to load.

Nathan Drake: Load?

Elena Fisher: Yes.

Nathan Drake: This is taking a really long time.

Elena Fisher: You have no patience.

Nathan Drake: When you turn something on, you expect it to— Okay, here we go. “Crash Bandicoot."

Elena Fisher: Is there a problem?

Nathan Drake: No. No, just ah... How do you, ah... How do you make it go?

Elena Fisher: Push the START button.

Nathan Drake: I knew that.

Elena Fisher: All right.

Nathan Drake: I got it.

Elena Fisher: Okay... so you want to run towards the camera.

Nathan Drake: Run to the camera. Got it.

Elena Fisher: And the Circle button is your spin attack.

Nathan Drake: Spin attack!

Elena Fisher: Okay, run away from the boulder!

Nathan Drake: Why is the boulder chasing me?

Elena Fisher: Just run away from it.

Nathan Drake: I did nothing to this boulder.

Elena Fisher: Use your spin attack! Wait, jump. Jump!

Nathan Drake: Stop yelling at me.

Elena Fisher: I'm encouraging you, I'm coaching you. Keep going, keep going.

Nathan Drake: What is that thing, a fox?

Elena Fisher: A bandicoot.

Nathan Drake: Looks like a fox. It's like a... fox in jeans.

Elena Fisher: Okay, smash the boxes.

Nathan Drake: Why is a fox smashing crates?

Elena Fisher: Bandicoot... and that's just— It’s what he does.

Nathan Drake: It's a fox and It s not very realistic.

Nathan Drake: Huh, these graphics are pretty good. Aren't they?

Elena Fisher: Mmhmm.

Nathan Drake: By the way, foxes can't do this.

Elena Fisher: It's a bandicoot.

Nathan Drake: That doesn't look anything like a bandicoot.

Elena Fisher: Have you ever seen a bandicoot?

Nathan Drake: Uh— no, but I'm sure they don't wear sneakers.

(if Crash is flattened by the boulder)

Nathan Drake: Ow! Oh, that had to hurt.

Elena Fisher: It did probably hurt.

Nathan Drake: So, why do you keep playing this?

Elena Fisher: 'Cause I'm really great at it.

Nathan Drake: I don't know why people get into video games.

Elena Fisher: (laughs)

(if Nate completes the level)

Nathan Drake: Watching it. I watched it.

Elena Fisher: Okay, good.

Elena Fisher: That was— that wasn't... hmmm... not too bad. Is that it?

(after Nate finishes)

Nathan Drake: What—? Is that it?

Elena Fisher: You asked for it...

Nathan Drake: You gotta be kidding me. I practically had it.

Elena Fisher: You can give it another shot. C'mon, double or nothing. My car could really use a good cleaning.

Nathan Drake: Really? Really, you're gonna start the smack talk now?

Elena Fisher: Yeah. There's this mode called “easy" mode. I just switch it.

Nathan Drake: Wow.

Elena Fisher: It's way easier on ”easy” mode.

Nathan Drake: You know— you know, just keep talking... Keep talking...

Elena Fisher: What are you gonna do?

Nathan Drake: I'm— I'm warning you...

Elena Fisher: What are you gonna do?

Nathan Drake: I'm warning you.

Elena Fisher: In real life, what can you do? Show me.

Nathan Drake: Hey. I'm telling you—

Elena Fisher: What can you do in real life?

Nathan Drake: I'm telling you. (tickles Elena) What do you think about that, huh?

Elena Fisher: Hey, are you happy?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, of course. You?

Elena Fisher: Um...

Nathan Drake: "Um?" (Elena laughs) Really?

Elena Fisher: C'mere.

(They embrace on the couch.)

(The following morning, at the Jameson Marine office, Nate responds to knocking at the door.)

Nathan Drake: We're not open yet! We're closed! C’mon, man. All right, I'm coming, I'm coming! (under his breath) Asshole.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) Yeah. Can I help you?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, I'm uh... lookin' for my little brother. (turns to face Nate) He’s about your height... little bit leaner... definitely less gray in the temples.

Nathan Drake: Sam...?

Samuel Drake: It's good to see you again, Nathan.

Nathan Drake: Oh my God, Sam! (hugs Sam)

Samuel Drake: Whoa! All right, all right. Take it easy, take it easy.

Nathan Drake: How...? I thought you— I saw you get shot.

Samuel Drake: Yes, you did. Right... there...

(Sam shows the scars on his stomach.)

Nathan Drake: Jesus.

Samuel Drake: The doctors, they— “doctors”— they patched me up, and they... tossed me right back into the cell.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, but I... I made calls, I checked everywhere. Everything I heard, everything I found... it all confirmed you were dead.

Samuel Drake: Nathan, we killed a guard. They wanted to see me rot in that cell for the rest of my life, and I nearly did.

Nathan Drake: Jesus, Sam, I... If I had known, I swear to you I would've come af—

Samuel Drake: You would've come back. I know, Nathan. I know. What's important now though is that I'm out.

(Nate leans against the wall wearily.)

Samuel Drake: Hey, hey! You still with me?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. I need some air.

(outside)

Samuel Drake: You're not gonna pass out on me or nothin', are you?

Nathan Drake: I... I just might. It's a lot to digest, y'know? How'd... how did you get out? When did you get out? How'd you even get here? Find me?

Samuel Drake: All right, all right. Slow down. Okay? Have a seat. I want to hear about you, huh?

Nathan Drake: Me?

Samuel Drake: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: What's to tell?

Samuel Drake: Well... I called some of the old contacts... they tell me some pretty crazy-ass stories...

Nathan Drake: Jesus... what crazy stories?

Samuel Drake: Gut-shot, hanging from a derailed train in the Himalayas?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. That ah... That actually happened.

Samuel Drake: C'mon, man, what did I miss?

Nathan Drake: Jesus, Sam, where do I start?

Samuel Drake: Start with the best part.

Option 1: I found El Dorado...

Option 2: I explored Shambhala...

Option 3: I discovered Iram of the Pillars...

Nathan Drake: (option 1 chosen) Okay, um... Do you remember the theory that we had that Sir Francis Drake faked his own death?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, sure.

Nathan Drake: Okay... He did. I found the coffin.

Samuel Drake: Off the coast of Panama?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. And get this— okay, I open it up, right?

Samuel Drake: Right.

Nathan Drake: And there's no body, but— But... at the bottom... is his old journal.

Samuel Drake: You shittin' me?

(They talk for a few hours. Nate tells Sam of his adventures.)

Nathan Drake: I mean, what can I say? Another lost city destroyed, and uh... we made it out alive... barely.

Samuel Drake: Unbelievable.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Yeah it was. I wish you could've been there.

Samuel Drake: No, it's literally unbelievable. You tell me you stumble upon yet another archaeological gold mine... and somehow you managed to walk away... with nothing.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, well, it's the story of my life I guess. But y'know, I managed to grab a few trinkets here and there.

Samuel Drake: Hmm...

Nathan Drake: Paid off the car, the house, engagement ring... Engagement ring. I'm married. I can't believe— Elena, from the stories? That's my wife. You gotta come meet her. Tonight, dinner. At my place. You're coming to dinner; I can tell her all about you. Shit, I gotta tell her all about you.

Samuel Drake: Nathan... I'm in a lot of trouble here.

Nathan Drake: What? What are you talking about? I kind of trouble?

Samuel Drake: Does the name Hector Alcazar ring a bell with you?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, he's the drug lord.

Samuel Drake: Mm-hmm.

Nathan Drake: “Butcher of Panama,” right? Why?

Samuel Drake: It's a funny story, but um... for the last year he was my cell mate. So this is how I got out of prison...

(Sam tells Nate his story.)

Samuel Drake: What, you're not reading tonight?

Hector Alcázar: Samuel, come here. Listen. The guards. They're singing.

Samuel Drake: Eh, well, they're probably drunk.

Hector Alcázar: Perhaps. But they’re content. How can they be content with their small lives... their miserable jobs?

Samuel Drake: Well, I mean, they have lives to go home to. What do we got? Hmm? No offense.

Hector Alcázar: We have ambition.

Samuel Drake: Oh.

Hector Alcázar: And when we get out of here... that ambition will take us to places these idiots cannot even imagine.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, well, amen to your optimism.

Hector Alcázar: What will you do when you get out, Samuel?

Samuel Drake: That's if I get outta here. I'm sure you can imagine.

Hector Alcázar: I can. But I want to hear you say it.

Samuel Drake: I will find the greatest pirate treasure of all time... which I am sure you are sick of hearing about by now.

Hector Alcázar: Oh, no... The tale of Henry Avery and his four hundred million in jewel and gold has... become a sweet lullaby for me. Do you really think you can find it?

Samuel Drake: Given the opportunity? Absolutely.

Hector Alcázar: Ambition... What is that Avery quote?

Samuel Drake: “I am a man of fortune, and I must seek my fortune.”

Hector Alcázar: Hm... I like how he thinks.

Samuel Drake: What the hell was that?

Hector Alcázar: The opportunity of a lifetime.

Henchman: Senior Alcazar. Un gusto verlo. (A pleasure to see you.)

Hector Alcázar: Saquenme de aquí. (Get me out of here.)

Samuel Drake: Whoa...

Henchman: Qué hacemos con él? (What do we do with him?)

Hector Alcázar: Samuel. Are you ready to seek your fortune?

Samuel Drake: Yeah.

Hector Alcázar: ¡Vámonos! (Let’s move on!)

Chapter 5: Hector Alcazar

(Sam escapes his cell with Hector.)

Samuel Drake: Holy shit.

Hector Alcázar: Los demas, estan en posicion? (The others, are they in position?)

Henchman: En camino. Todo ya de acuerdo al plan, senor. (On the way. Everything is according to the plan, sir.)

Hector Alcázar: Fantástico. (Fantastic.)

Samuel Drake: How long have you had this planned?

Hector Alcázar: Since the moment I set foot in this place. Samuel. Keep up. We're going to have to move quickly.

Samuel Drake: Holy shit.

Guard: Pedazo de mierda. Nunca saldras de aqui vivo. (Piece of shit. You will never get out of here alive.)

Hector Alcázar: Ocupate de la puerta. (Take care of the door.) (to a guard) Silencio. (Quiet.)

(Alcazar shoots the downed guard in the head.)

Samuel Drake: Jesus.

Hector Alcázar: These men are sadistic. We're doing the world a favor, huh? Here. (gives Sam a gun) You'll need this. You remember how to use it?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, it'll come back to me.

Hector Alcázar: Abran todas las puertas. (Open all the doors.)

Samuel Drake: Hector. You do that and you'll start a goddamn riot.

Hector Alcázar: (laughs) Exactly. Haganlo. (Do it.) Stay close, Samuel. Ponganse listos. (Get ready.)

Guard: ¡Oh, mierda! (Oh, shit!)

Hector Alcázar: Stick to me. Move it.

Samuel Drake: This is crazy.

Hector Alcázar: (laughs) We're going to need to earn our freedom. ¡Sigan al frente! (Go ahead!)

Samuel Drake: Here we go.

Hector Alcázar: Let’s go. Samuel, take cover! ¡Déjennos pasar... y los deiamos vivos! (Let us pass... and we leave them alive!)

Guard: ¡Pudrete, Alcazar! (Fuck you, Alcazar!)

Hector Alcázar: Let him go, damn it!

Samuel Drake: Thanks!

Hector Alcázar: You see? The plan‘s working.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, I see. So now what?

Henchman: Estamos en posicion, estan listos? (We are in position, are you ready?)

Radio: Si. Busquen donde cubrirse. (Yes. Find cover.)

Hector Alcázar: Samuel. Get behind something.

Samuel Drake: What? Why?

Hector Alcázar: Just do it! Samuel. Get behind cover!

(A hole is blown through the wall.)

Hector Alcázar: (coughing) I told you.

Samuel Drake: (coughing) Holy shit.

Hector Alcázar: You all right?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, my ah... my ears are ringing but... but I’ll live.

Henchman: Señor Alcazar? (Mr. Alcazar?)

Hector Alcázar: Estamos bien. (We're fine.)

Henchman: Entendido. Siganme. Las camionetas estan en camino. (Understood. Follow me. The van is on the way.)

Hector Alcázar: Muy bien. (Very well.)

Henchman: ¡Cuidado! ¿Y este gringo? Tenemos que salir de aqui! (Watch out! And this gringo? We have to get out of here!)

Hector Alcázar: El gringo esta conmigo. Manténganlo vivo. (The gringo is with me. Keep him alive.)

Samuel Drake: God damn it...!

Hector Alcázar: Samuel! Run!

Guard: (grabbing Sam) ¡Te tengo, gringo! (I have you, gringo!)

Hector Alcázar: Get back, son of a bitch! C'mon. Up the stairs.

Henchman: ¡Te cubrimos! (We cover you!)

Samuel Drake: It's go time.

Guard: ¡Ahí arriba! (Up there!)

Hector Alcázar: ¡Liquidarlos! (Kill them!)

Henchman: Casi estámos... (We are almost...)

Hector Alcázar: We're almost there.

Samuel Drake: Yeah... almost...

Henchman: El area esta asegurada. (The area is secured.)

Hector Alcázar: Estamos bien. (Very well.) Samuel! Come on. Samuel, take cover!

Hector Alcázar: Samuel. In a minute, we will either be free or dead. Are you ready?

Guard: ¡Deténganlos! (Stop them!)

Samuel Drake: Oh shit!

Hector Alcázar: They're on us!

Guard: ¡No los dejen escapar! Matenlos! (Do not let them escape! Kill them!)

Samuel Drake: Let's do this.

Henchman: ¿Listos para irnos? (Ready to go?)

Guard: ¡Salgamos de aquí! (Let's get out of here!)

Hector Alcázar: Samuel, stay back!

(The door of the laundry room is blown down with explosives.)

Hector Alcázar: (laughs) ¡Bien hecho! (Well done!) Cuiden al gringo! iNo quiero que le pase nada! (Take care of the gringo! I don't want anything to happen to him!)

Henchman: ¡La torreta! ¡Cuidado con la torreta! (The turret! Beware of the turret!)

Samuel Drake: Shit! What the hell do we do now?

Hector Alcázar: Keep moving up!

Samuel Drake: We're not going to make it!

Hector Alcázar: Keep shooting!

Samuel Drake: Shit. I'm pinned down!

Hector Alcázar: Just hold on! Patience, Samuel.

(The turret explodes.)

Samuel Drake: Whoa! My God...

Hector Alcázar: (laughs) You see? No time to catch your breath... move it!

Hehchman: Las camionetas están en camino. (The vans are on the way.)

Hector Alcázar: No se paren. No nos pueden detener! (Don't stop. They can't stop us!)

Henchman: ¡Atras! (Behind!)

Hector Alcázar: Go! Don't bother with them. Keep running.

Guard: ¡Deténganlos! (Stop them!)

Samuel Drake: They're everywhere! Okay. Oh, shit!

(They get in one of the vans and drive off.)

Hector Alcázar: Agua. (Water.) Here. Samuel, drink.

Samuel Drake: Oh, no, no, I'm good. I'm better than good actually.

Hector Alcázar: (laughs) Here. You're dehydrated. Go on, drink.

Samuel Drake: Thank you.

Hector Alcázar: So... What's next for Samuel Drake, huh?

Samuel Drake: Jesus, what is next... uh... I'm gonna take a bath. Gonna sleep in a real bed.

Hector Alcázar: Yeah.

Samuel Drake: Maybe find a nice warm body to sleep next to me. Uh... track my brother down. That seems like a pretty good start.

Hector Alcázar: Yeah... It is. So... How long do you think it will take you to retrieve Avery's treasure?

Samuel Drake: Uh... I don't know, I mean, I get back to the States, I can resume my search.

Hector Alcázar: How long?

Samuel Drake: It's kinda hard to say until I get started.

Hector Alcázar: You said you know where it is.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, I do, but— Listen, it's not like Avery left some map with a big red X on it, okay? ...but I've, I've got some very solid leads.

Hector Alcázar: ¡Deténgase aqui! (Stop here!)

(The van stops. Sam is pulled out of him and a gun is put to his head.)

Samuel Drake: Oh, okay. Just— Just— Wait a minute! Ta— Hey! Take it easy.

Hector Alcázar: I like you, Samuel. More importantly, I believed you. That is why you are here.

Samuel Drake: I— I can get it, okay? I just need some time.

Hector Alcázar: Dame un cuchillo. (Give me a knife.) You see the problem is...

Samuel Drake: Oh God...

Hector Alcázar: I'm having all these doubts enter my mind.

Samuel Drake: Hector, listen to me. I will find it. I swear it. Six months.

Hector Alcázar: People are lazy. They always ask for more time than they actually need. Three months.

Samuel Drake: Three months is impossible.

Hector Alcázar: Three months. Half the treasure. Can you do it? Say it.

Samuel Drake: Three months. Half the treasure.

Hector Alcázar: Now... If you run, or try to hide the treasure or do something really stupid like go to the authorities... I'll know. And when you least expect it, I will be there. At that point... death is not a mercy I will grant you.

(Alcazar hands Sam a bundle of money.)

Hector Alcázar: Here. C'mon, the nearest town is ten kilometers in that direction, towards the sunrise. Been a while since we've seen a sunrise outside, huh? ¡Vamos! (Let’s go!)

Samuel Drake: When I find it... then what?

Hector Alcázar: Don't worry. When the time comes... I'll be there to collect. Buena suerte, Samuel. (Good luck, Samuel.)

(The scene cuts back to Nate and Sam talking.)

Samuel Drake: So, Alcazar lets me go, and... here we are.

Nathan Drake: This is bad.

Samuel Drake: No, we just pick up the trail where we left off and—

Nathan Drake: Wait, trail? Sam, there's no trail. After Rafe and I escaped, he took his parents' fortune and bought up all the land around the Saint Dismas cathedral. We combed that place for weeks. Avery's treasure isn’t there. Not that that's stopped Rafe. Moron's been digging for years. Still hasn't turned up squat.

Samuel Drake: Not really surprised.

Nathan Drake: What does that mean?

Samuel Drake: Well I just, you know, happened to do a little digging of my own... And uh... Bet you Rafe doesn't have this. It's really amazing what you can find on the internet these days.

(Sam hands Nate a slip of paper, a printout of a forum post with pictures of the Saint Dismas cross.)

Nathan Drake: It's just the Saint Dismas cross.

Samuel Drake: Oh, is it? Because the one we found was broken and hollow, remember?

Nathan Drake: Holy crap, it's still intact. Avery made more than one cross.

Samuel Drake: So whatever’s missing from one in Panama...

Nathan Drake: ...is probably still inside this one.

Nathan Drake: Well, all right. Where is this?

Samuel Drake: Oh, this exquisite piece is going up for auction in three days at the Rossi Estate.

Nathan Drake: The Rossi Estate.

Samuel Drake: Oh, you know it?

Nathan Drake: Uh, yeah. How do you plan on securing an invite to an exclusive, heavily guarded black market auction?

Samuel Drake: Well, you don't necessarily need an invitation, per se.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, and where are you gonna get the money to outbid all the high rollers? I could take a second mortgage out on my house and it still wouldn't be enough to... Yeah, you're gonna try and steal it, huh?

Samuel Drake: No. We are.

Nathan Drake: Oh no. No, man, listen, I can't. I'm out.

Samuel Drake: What?

Nathan Drake: No, I just don’t do that kind f thing anymore. Besides, there are plenty of other guys that are much more equipped to handle this kind of thing.

Samuel Drake: Like who?

Nathan Drake: Um. I don't know, like uh...

Samuel Drake: Jesus.

Nathan Drake: Anybody— Charlie Cutter?

Samuel Drake: No.

Nathan Drake: No, he's my go-to guy for this sort of things.

Samuel Drake: No, no, no, absolutely not. I don't trust Charlie or anybody else you got on that phone with my life. Okay? I need you on this one.

Nathan Drake: Oh man. Sam, there's gotta be another way.

Samuel Drake: Not with the time I've got left. And certainly not with Alcazar.

(Nate calls Elena.)

Nathan Drake: Hey, hon, it's me. Yeah, listen, you're not gonna believe this. Jameson just walked in here with the permits. ...Yeah. I know, I know. But uh... Looks like I'm going to take the Malaysia job after all.

(In the next scene, Nate and Sam are sit near the mansion, watching with binoculars.)

Nathan Drake: See anything yet?

Samuel Drake: Just a bunch of high class, low-life criminals, all cleaned up for prom. And no sign from Sullivan yet.

Nathan Drake: Well, there's still plenty of time. Looks like the storage room is in the building behind the manor. Looks like the storage rooms in the building behind the manor. You see it from up there?

Samuel Drake: Just the very top of it. Ooh, I wonder what they got tucked away in there?

Nathan Drake: Let's just focus on Avery's cross, okay?

Samuel Drake: I don't know. You sure you don't wanna pick up something for the wife?

Nathan Drake: That's cute. Just keep it simple.

Samuel Drake: Right. Simple. It’d be a whole lot simpler if it was just the two of us.

Nathan Drake: Sam...

Samuel Drake: We could be inside already.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Not cleanly.

Samuel Drake: Have you even thought about a backup plan in case Sullivan gets cold feet?

Nathan Drake: No, because he won't.

Samuel Drake: Or if he got caught?

Nathan Drake: Sam.... he knows the people running the auction. He's gonna schmooze his way right through that party, get upstairs, unlock the window, and we're in. It's a solid plan.

Samuel Drake: Uh-huh.

Nathan Drake: All right, fine. Go ahead. Say it.

Samuel Drake: What if he stole the cross for himself?

Nathan Drake: Not in a million years.

Samuel Drake: Victor Sullivan. The same Victor we're talking about, right?

Nathan Drake: Yes, he's double-crossed people in the past. But not us.

Samuel Drake: No. Not you.

Nathan Drake: I know you two have never seen eye to eye.

Samuel Drake: Huge understatement.

Nathan Drake: But I trust him, all right? He's family. No, no, no, look— I just need you to trust him too.

Samuel Drake: Fine, fine.

Nathan Drake: He'll come through for us. Eventually.

Samuel Drake: But, I mean, come on, you have to at least just for one second consider the possibility— There.

(Sully signals through a window.)

Nathan Drake: See? Trust. (Sam does Nate's jumpsuit zipper up) Hey—

Samuel Drake: Just try to keep your tux clean.

Nathan Drake: (unzips his jumpsuit) Thanks.

Chapter 6: Once a Thief...

(The two start heading to the estate.)

Samuel Drake: I can't believe I'm out. Can't believe I'm here... with you... in Italy, huh?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, me either... just wish the circumstances were less tense. You know?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, well...

Nathan Drake: Well, the sights are a bit more enjoyable at way.

Samuel Drake: Oh... uh... so this— this isn't your first time here?

Nathan Drake: No, it's more like... third? Had a couple of odd jobs.

Samuel Drake: With Sullivan?

Nathan Drake: Well... yeah.

Samuel Drake: Okay.

(The two come to a cliff.)

Samuel Drake: There’s no way up onto that bridge.

Nathan Drake: Well, there's that exposed beam underneath.

Samuel Drake: Hey, you think you can rope it?

Nathan Drake: Do I think I can rope it? (yanks the rope from Sam's hand) Hmmph. Watch this.

Samuel Drake: I’m watching.

Nathan Drake: I, uh... I missed...

Samuel Drake: (laughs) Well, you see, it's... ah, it's all in the wrist. Here, let me see it.

Nathan Drake: Ha. See?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, it's not bad... for a second attempt.

Nathan Drake: You see that?

Samuel Drake: Oh, like a pro!

Nathan Drake: Your turn!

Samuel Drake: Whoa!

Samuel Drake: Okay. So where to next.

Nathan Drake: Hey... bet we can swing off that beam up there.

Samuel Drake: Definitely. Here, let's switch places. All right, climb over me, I've— I've got a good grip.

Nathan Drake: Okay...

Samuel Drake: Okay, here we go... (laughs) First try.

Nathan Drake: All right. No one likes a show off.

Samuel Drake: Okay. C'mon, Nathan. Looks like you can climb down and make your way over.

Nathan Drake: Right behind you. Okay...

Samuel Drake: Shhh shh. Hold up.

(Two guards exit a nearby building carrying XCRs.)

Nathan Drake: Okay, we're good.

Samuel Drake: Jesus. Did you see him? That rent-a-thug was packing some serious heat. Shoulda brought guns.

Nathan Drake: Sam, we're gonna pull this off so smoothly, we won’t need ‘em.

Samuel Drake: I hope you're right. (sighs) All those years... it's the little things that you miss the most.

Nathan Drake: Like what?

Samuel Drake: The smell of fresh citrus. Ah, riding a motorcycle. It’s little things, but... they add up.

Nathan Drake: That should hold. All right, come on down.

Samuel Drake: These landings are a little more painful than I remember.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, tell me about it.

Samuel Drake: So, uh... your other wonderful finds... the ones I missed. You at least take any pictures?

Nathan Drake: I wish. Elena filmed some of it, but... the camera didn't make it.

Samuel Drake: That's too bad.

Nathan Drake: I have some drawings, though. When we get back I can show you.

Samuel Drake: You have drawings? What, are they up on the fridge or something?

Nathan Drake: No, I— they're good drawings.

Samuel Drake: Ah... can't wait.

Nathan Drake: This looks promising.

Samuel Drake: I think you mean “precarious.”

Nathan Drake: Oh, shit!

Samuel Drake: You okay up there?

Nathan Drake: Yeah... yeah, I'm good. It'd suck if you missed right now.

Samuel Drake: It sure would. But I don’t miss.

Nathan Drake: All, right, thanks.

Samuel Drake: Ah... Nathan...? Nathan?

Nathan Drake: What?

(Sam begins taking off his jumpsuit.)

Nathan Drake: Oh. Yeah.

Samuel Drake: Okay...

Nathan Drake: You all right?

Samuel Drake: Yeah. How do I look?

Nathan Drake: Like four hundred million bucks. Let's go.

Samuel Drake: All right. I'm right behind ya.

(Nate enters a dark room.)

Nathan Drake: Sully?

Victor Sullivan: Know what I love about partying with a bunch of crooks?

Nathan Drake: What's that?

Victor Sullivan: (turns on the light) Nobody cares if you smoke indoors.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) It's been a while.

Victor Sullivan: Too long, boyo.

Nathan Drake: You remember my dead brother, right?

Samuel Drake: Victor.

Victor Sullivan: I'll be goddamned. Fifteen years...

Samuel Drake: Yep.

Victor Sullivan: Good to see you alive, Sam.

Samuel Drake: Mm-hmm.

Nathan Drake: Let’s uh... try keeping him alive by getting this cross, huh?

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, uh, about that...

Samuel Drake: What? What about that?

Victor Sullivan: C'mon, lemme show you something. Take a look.

Nathan Drake: That's Avery's cross.

Victor Sullivan: They brought it out of storage just before you guys got here.

Samuel Drake: They changed the lot order.

Victor Sullivan: Take a whole pile of cash to make that happen.

Nathan Drake: All right, well how long before they start the bidding?

Victor Sullivan: Ten, fifteen minutes tops.

Nathan Drake: Well, there's gotta be some way we can grab it.

Victor Sullivan: There is just the small matter of a few hundred eyewitnesses down there.

Nathan Drake: Okay, okay... but we just need a diversion.

Victor Sullivan: Like?

Nathan Drake: Like, um... Like I don't know... but there's gotta be something.

Victor Sullivan: Well, if the guards see us making for that cross—

Samuel Drake: What if they don’t see us? Jesus, you guys act like you've never spent time in prison. If you want something dirty done... then you wait...

Sam, Nathan and Sullivan: (in unison) For lights out.

Victor Sullivan: Where's that electrical panel for this place?

Nathan Drake: (produces a map) There’s ventilation... electrical... That's it up here. So we just have to climb up there and kill the lights...

Samuel Drake: Grab the cross in the dark.

Victor Sullivan: There will be an emergency generator.

Nathan Drake: That'll give us a few seconds of darkness to work with.

Samuel Drake: Meaning... we'll have to be right next to the cross when the lights go out.

Victor Sullivan: Except there's no way we can get that close without being noticed.

Waitress: Scusate, signori... (Sorry, gentlemen...) Antipasti? (Appetizers?)

Nathan Drake: I'm all set.

Samuel Drake: Hi. (takes an appetizer) How are you?

Waitress: Ciao. (Bye.)

Nathan Drake: Would you focus?

Samuel Drake: A waiter wouldn't get noticed.

Victor Sullivan: That could work.

Samuel Drake: Uh-huh.

Nathan Drake: That will work. All right, I'll get to the breaker room, kill the power.

Samuel Drake: You mean I'm the waiter?

Nathan Drake: You're the best pickpocket. (to Sully) You head down to the floor, keep an eye on the prize, okay? Let us know if anything, uh... hinky... goes down.

Victor Sullivan: Roger that.

Nathan Drake: .All right. Listen, we've still got this. Ready?

Samuel Drake: Ready.

Victor Sullivan: All right, follow me. We'll cut through the cellar.

Samuel Drake: I gotta say, Victor. The years have been kind to you.

Victor Sullivan: Thanks. I chalk it up to going vegan.

Samuel Drake: Really?

Nathan Drake: Mi dispiace. (I'm sorry.)

Nathan Drake: Scusi. ('Scuse me.)

Victor Sullivan: (laughs) Are you kidding me? Hell, no. Cellar's just through there. Let's go.

Victor Sullivan: Cellar's just through there. Let's go.

Nathan Drake: Oh, this place is fancy... Of course they'd play douchey European techno.

(They find the cellar door.)

Nathan Drake: Oh, hell... it's locked...

Victor Sullivan: Shit, it was open earlier.

Samuel Drake: Well, no what? Can we pick it?

Nathan Drake: No, it's electronic.

Victor Sullivan: We're gonna have to find another way in—

(The door opens and a man in a cream vest passes through.)

Samuel Drake: You see that?

Victor Sullivan: Keycard... back left pocket.

Samuel Drake: Yup.

Nathan Drake: I'm on it.

Samuel Drake: Oh, whoa, whoa. You sure you wanna do that? There's a lot of eyes out here.

Nathan Drake: I think I can handle a simple lift.

Samuel Drake: All right.

Samuel Drake: Oh, real smooth.

Nathan Drake: I'm not even trying yet.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, I can tell.

Nathan Drake: Ah, shit.

Samuel Drake: You, uh... need some pointers?

Nathan Drake: No. Just... warming up, that's all.

Samuel Drake: Okay. Okay. Whaddaya say we just run it like the old days, okay? I do the interference, you make the grab. Right?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Good. Go.

Samuel Drake: (to the target) Ah, scusi... Buonasera. (Ah, sorry... Good evening.)

Villa Manager: And a good evening to you.

Samuel Drake: Ah... I see my accent has betrayed me once again.

Villa Manager: Trust me, I've ah, heard much worse. (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: I've ah, seen you ordering the waiters around. Is this... your thing? You run the show here?

Villa Manager: I ah, handle ah, events for Mrs. Rossi, including the ah, auction.

Samuel Drake: Oh... wow... you could certainly do worse than this villa. (chuckles) Uh, this is her estate, then?

Villa Manager: One of her estates, yes. (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: Mmm. Wow. If the other ones are better than this, I might be a little jealous. (chuckles)

Villa Manager: Well, this one is particularly special.

Samuel Drake: How so?

Villa Manager: It has been renovated many times, but ah... it was originally built in the second century by a Roman emperor.

Nathan Drake: (scoffs) And he doubted me.

Victor Sullivan: A pleasure to watch professionals at work.

Nathan Drake: Okay.

Victor Sullivan: All right... let's try this again. We'll still need these.

(Sullivan pulls out a container with earpieces.)

Nathan Drake: Great.

Victor Sullivan: Good luck.

Nathan Drake: We'll be in touch.

(Sully walks into the ballroom.)

Nadine Ross: Hands in the air. (Sully turns around.) Hi, Victor.

Victor Sullivan: Hello, Nadine. Pleasure to see you again.

Nadine Ross: Only this time, I've got the drop on you.

Victor Sullivan: Well, I guess I should be glad that's not a real gun. Hardly recognize you outta your fatigues.

Nadine Ross: Yeah... You know how it is. Every once in a while a job requires us to get all... dolled up. Looking sharp, by the way.

Victor Sullivan: Not too bad yourself.

Nadine Ross: Feel so out of place here. Can't tell you what a relief it is to run into another English speaker... even if you are American.

Victor Sullivan: You’ll have to blame my parents for that one.

Nadine Ross: I was on my way to the bar. Can I get you something?

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, scotch — on the rocks.

Nadine Ross: Be right back.

Victor Sullivan: Nate. You catch all that?

Nathan Drake: Yes, I did... sounds like a lady's trying to buy you a drink.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah. Nadine Ross is buying me a drink.

Nathan Drake: Nadine Ross...? Wait, doesn't she own that army-for-hire? What's it called, Coastline?

Victor Sullivan: Shoreline.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Right. Thought you had a run-in with them?

Victor Sullivan: That’s putting it mildly. Fortunately, she does not seem to be holding a grudge.

Samuel Drake: I'm good to go here.

Nathan Drake: All right. Listen, we're all set, Sully. You, uh... stay out of trouble, okay?

Victor Sullivan: I'll try.

Samuel Drake: You ready?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Let's do it.

Samuel Drake: Gotta find where the waiters and caterers are hanging out.

Nathan Drake: Lure one out of the kitchen, probably.

Samuel Drake: Then let's go find the kitchen.

Nathan Drake: Man, there's enough food down here to feed a small town.

Nathan Drake: Crap...

Samuel Drake: You see a waiter in there?

Nathan Drake: No... just more heavily armed goons.

Samuel Drake: The hell is this? This gate wasn't on the blueprint. Locked, of course. Okay, Plan B... There you go. See some vents up there... Nathan, come check this out.

Nathan Drake: Here we go. Let there be light...

Samuel Drake: Bad electrical in this joint.

Nathan Drake: Don't suppose you brought a fl— Yeah, that'll do. I guess it's always a good idea to bring a smoker along. Unless you need to run.

Samuel Drake: Oof, man... I'm starting to get a little drunk off the fumes in here.

Nathan Drake: Good thing Sully’s driving. Maybe the vent access is behind these casks...

Samuel Drake: Good job. That's a lot of really rare vintage.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, maybe Alcazar can just settle for some good wine.

Samuel Drake: Something tells me that's not gonna fly.

Samuel Drake: Hey, uh... should we worry that Victor is chatting up Nadine Ross? I mean, I've heard some chatting up Nadine Ross? I mean, I‘ve heard some pretty scary stories about her crew...

Nathan Drake: Don't worry about Sully. Guy can talk his way out of anything. This way.

Samuel Drake: Hey... look, the vents. That's our way out.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, I got it. No need to give me a hand or anything.

Samuel Drake: I'm holding the lighter.

Nathan Drake: Holding the lighter...

Nathan Drake: Okay, up we go. All right, there. Vent's smaller than it looked, huh?

Samuel Drake: (coughs) And a lot more dusty.

Nathan Drake: Shh, shh, Shh!

Samuel Drake: Damn it... waiters. And baldy looks like my size, too.

Nathan Drake: There's no shortage of waiters around here. Crap.

Samuel Drake: Nathan, back this way.

Samuel Drake: Alley oop. Shh shh shh shh...

Nathan Drake: You shh shh shh...

Samuel Drake: Finally. Shit. Guards. Fresh air, here we come... Hey, check this out. See that building with the radio tower?

Nathan Drake: You mean the cell tower?

Samuel Drake: The what? Whatever. Listen, that's the power room.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, you're right. Let's see how we get past the gate.

Samuel Drake: Hey Nathan, check it out.

Nathan Drake: Sam, up here. I'll boost you up. Good thing you kept in shape.

Samuel Drake: There ya go.

Nathan Drake: Sully, we just got out of the wine cellar. Heading to the power room now. How's it looking? Sully...? You there? It must be a bad spot for a signal. Hopefully he's doing okay.

Samuel Drake: Bingo. Found the kitchen. And of course, it's locked.

Nathan Drake: Sam, look, maybe we can use that, find a window, drop into the kitchen.

Samuel Drake: That's a good idea. I'll boost you up and you take care of the ladder. Got it?

Nathan Drake: Heads up, heads up. Buonasera. (Good evening.)

Waiter: Che sta facendo? (What are you doing?)

(Sam knocks him out.)

Nathan Drake: Easy on the civilians, Sam.

Samuel Drake: What? So he wakes up with a headache in his underwear. We've both been there before, right?

Nathan Drake: Heh. Right...

Samuel Drake: Well, I got mine. You get yours.

Nathan Drake: Okay. Let's get to the power room. Sam, you good?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, these pants are just a little bit too tight.

Nathan Drake: Well, that's the style these days.

Samuel Drake: Really? Well, when in Rome...

Nathan Drake: Ha. 'Cause we're in Italy. I get it.

Samuel Drake: All right, I'm gonna head back to the ballroom, smart-ass. See you soon—

(The signal cuts out again.)

Nathan Drake: Sam, you there? Sully? Great. Guys, if you can hear me, just about at the power room. Should be there soon. Ish.

(Nate swings onto a ledge and slips, but he catches himself.)

Nathan Drake: (laughs)

(Nate falls off-screen.)

Nathan Drake: Ah! Oh shit!

(The scene switches to Sully and Nadine.)

Nadine Ross: (laughs) I can't believe you got away with that.

Victor Sullivan: Oh, we did not. No, we had our liberty taken away for a month.

Nadine Ross: And what about the horse?

Victor Sullivan: Fortunately, we had a lot of carrots on board. (chuckles)

(Sully sees Sam as a waiter.)

Nadine Ross: Recognize someone?

Victor Sullivan: No. I thought I did, but no.

Nadine Ross: Hey, when am I finally going to meet that partner of yours... Drake?

Victor Sullivan: Well, that's ex-partner.

Nadine Ross: Hmm.

Victor Sullivan: No, I've been flying solo for a while now. Drake's out.

Nadine Ross: Oh. Like... “dead,” out?

Victor Sullivan: Oh, no. More like “retired.”

Nadine Ross: Hmm.

Victor Sullivan: Last I heard, he settled down, got married.

Nadine Ross: Hm.

Rafe Adler: Well, then he might as well be dead, right? (laughs) Victor Sullivan! How the hell are you?

Victor Sullivan: Rafe.

Rafe Adler: How long has it been? Ten years? Twelve?

Victor Sullivan: Fifteen.

Rafe Adler: (chuckles) It's amazing. All these years gone by, here we are — we're still haggling over dead people's junk. (chuckles)

Victor Sullivan: Really? Aren't you running your parents' business?

Rafe Adler: My business now. But yes, that is my day job.

Victor Sullivan: Ho ho. That is one helluva day job. You could probably afford to buy up everything on the block tonight.

Rafe Adler: Well, sure... but, what would be the point in that? These days I'm only looking for the... good stuff.

Victor Sullivan: Hmmm.

Rafe Adler: Big scores. Any advice on what I should pick up tonight?

Victor Sullivan: Ha. Yeah, like I'd want to bid against him.

Rafe Adler: (chuckles)

Victor Sullivan: But, um... just between you and me... I did notice they changed the order.

Rafe Adler: Hmm.

Victor Sullivan: I think somebody might be trying to rig this auction.

Rafe Adler: Hmm. Well, remember where we are. This crowd didn't get rich by playing fair.

Nadine Ross: Which is why you really need someone watching your back in a place like this.

Victor Sullivan: Ah. Well, I do hate to break it to ya... you are working for an American.

Nadine Ross: With. We've partnered up on this one.

Victor Sullivan: I see. (chuckles) Talk about a power couple.

Auctioneer: In a few moments we'll begin bidding on our next item... an inlaid wooden crucifix from the Trott Estate.

Victor Sullivan: Well, I know when I'm a third wheel. You two kids have fun tonight.

Rafe Adler: Just hold on, Sully. How'd you find out about it?

Victor Sullivan: It? Now what “it” is that, Rafe? Nadine, I think your partner here has had too many Bloody Marys—

(Rafe knocks Sully's glass out of his hand, breaking it.)

Rafe Adler: Cut the bullshit, old man. Now I don't know how you scammed your way in here. But if you think... about bidding on Avery's cross, I can tell you exactly how you're going to be leaving. In a goddamn body bag—

Nadine Ross: Rafe!

Rafe Adler: (chuckles) Well. You get my point.

Victor Sullivan: Lovely seeing you both. (leaves) Nate? Nate?! Goddamn it, kid. Where the hell are you?

(Meanwhile, Nate climbs back up.)

Nathan Drake: Okay. Power room. I can do this.

Nathan Drake: God, why did I pick the power room?

Nathan Drake: Here we go. Now... where the hell are the circuit breakers? Ah, crap. Sam? Sully? You there?

(He reaches Sully on the radio.)

Victor Sullivan: Goddamn it, kid, where the hell've you been?

Nathan Drake: I made it. Had a few close calls, but—

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, well if you’re gonna cut the power, now would be a good time.

Nathan Drake: All right, well, I'm gonna need a minute before I can reach the panel.

Victor Sullivan: We don't have a minute, Rafe’s about to walk out of here with your cross.

Nathan Drake: Wait, what? Rafe? Rafe is here?

Samuel Drake: Yes, Rafe is here. And as of right now, he has the highest bid.

Nathan Drake: Well, outbid him.

Victor Sullivan: With what? I don't have that kind of scratch.

Nathan Drake: Sully, we’re stealing it, remember?

Victor Sullivan: What if he calls my bluff?

Nathan Drake: (sighs) He won't.

Auctioneer: We have ninety thousand, do I hear any more bids?

Samuel Drake: Guys, if we do not get this cross, I am as good as dead.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, well I end up with the highest bid, we're all dead.

Nathan Drake: Sully, I need you to buy me more time.

Auctioneer: Since we have no other bids...

Nathan Drake: Trust me.

Auctioneer: Going once... Going twice...

Victor Sullivan: Ah, screw it. (bids)

Auctioneer: Bene! (Well!) We have one hundred thousand euros in the room. Thank you. Do we have any other bids? (Rafe bids) We now have one hundred ten thousand euros in the room.

Victor Sullivan: In for a penny, in for a pound. (bids)

Auctioneer: That bid brings us to one hundred twenty.

Nathan Drake: Don't worry, you'll be out of there in no time.

Victor Sullivan: I better be.

Nathan Drake: Okay... just gotta smash the lock. But with what?

Auctioneer: Now the bid has reached one hundred thirty thousand.

Nathan Drake: Nope.

Auctioneer: We are now at one hundred forty.

Nathan Drake: Nothing. Damn it.

Auctioneer: Your bid, signore, takes us all the way to one hundred fifty thousand euros.

Nathan Drake: Gotta be something... C'mon...!

Samuel Drake: Hey man. Starting to sweat bullets here.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, gimme a sec!

Auctioneer: The bidding stands at one hundred sixty thousand euros in the room.

Nathan Drake: Yes!

Auctioneer: Signore's bid makes one hundred seventy thousand.

Auctioneer: We are now at one hundred eighty thousand euros in the room.

(Nathan pries the lock apart with a crowbar.)

Nathan Drake: (laughs) Gotcha!

Auctioneer: Bidding has now reached one hundred ninety thousand euros.

Nathan Drake: All right, boys— I'm at the switch. You ready?

Samuel Drake: As I'll ever be. Victor?

Victor Sullivan: Just a sec.

Auctioneer: The gentleman's bid: two hundred thousand euros.

Rafe Adler: Five hundred thousand! Let's get this show on the road here.

Auctioneer: Uh... thank you. We have five hundred thousand euros in the room. Does the gentleman wish to bid again?

Rafe Adler: Had me worried there for a minute, Victor. Thought I might have to kill you!

Victor Sullivan: (laughs) Okay. Let's ruin this asshole's evening.

Auctioneer: Anyone else? We are going once... Going twice... Then I shall sell it for five hundred thousand—

(The power goes out.)

Auctioneer: Ladies and gentlemen, please remain calm. The backup power will come on shortly.

Man: It's gone!

(Rafe turns toward the door and sees it close behind Sully.)

Rafe Adler: Move it! Get out of the way! Stop him! Hey— stop that guy!

Guard: Fermo! (Stop!)

Rafe Adler: What're you doing? You're letting him get away! Do you speak— !

Guard: Sparisci! (Get lost!)

Rafe Adler: Fine.

(Rafe tosses his paddle to the ground.)

Chapter 7: Lights Out

Nathan Drake: Sam, tell me you got the cross.

Samuel Drake: I got Saint Dismas right here, you wanna say hi?

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, we've really kicked the hornet's nest down here. Ballroom's locked down, security's scrambling.

Samuel Drake: Hey, Victor, where's our getaway?

Victor Sullivan: Come to the driveway out front... just follow the spotlights. I'll bring the car around.

Nathan Drake: Oh, shit! Okay... maybe we should've brought guns. Gotta climb and get a good vantage point...

Samuel Drake: How we doing, Nathan?

Nathan Drake: I'm on my way... heading to higher ground to get my bearings.

Samuel Drake: All right, see ya soon.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. There's the ballroom... driveway's right in front.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Okay. Everything's fine. No one got a good look at me. I‘m just going to play it cool, stroll right on out of here.

(Nadine stops Nate at the door.)

Nathan Drake: Oh! Scusi. ('Scuse me.)

Nadine Ross: You're not supposed to be back here.

Nathan Drake: Well, neither are you. But I tell you what— I won't tell anyone if you don't.

Nadine Ross: You have something I want... and you're going to give it to me.

Nathan Drake: Really? Well, I'm flattered, but I'm afraid I'm spoken for. Now if you’ll excuse me—

(Nadine punches Nate in the face.)

Nadine Ross: I'm not in the mood for games. Give me the crucifix.

Nathan Drake: Lady... you're lucky I'm a gentleman, 'cause if I weren't, I would—

(Nadine kicks Nate into a bookshelf.)

Nadine Ross: You'd what?

Nathan Drake: All right, fine. Just remember... I didn't want to do this.

Nadine Ross: Let's see what you've got.

Nathan Drake: I'm just trying to make it fair.

Nadine Ross: Nice try.

Nathan Drake: I gave you that one. Freebie.

Nathan Drake: That's not nice.

Nadine Ross: Come here—!

Nathan Drake: Ah...!

Nadine Ross: Now, hand me the artifact.

Option 1: Be specific

Option 2: It's not yours

Option 3: Bargain

Nathan Drake: (option 1 chosen) Do you know how many artifacts I've collected over the years? (chuckles) You're gonna need to be more specific.

Nadine Ross: (option 1 chosen) Let me see if I can clarify.

Nathan Drake: (option 3 chosen) All right, look... I have this nice... astrolabe back home— slightly used— I'll give it to you for a fair price.

Nadine Ross: (option 3 chosen) Ha, I have a better idea.

(Nadine throws Nate onto a table, breaking it.)

Nathan Drake: Oh... God... All right, look... I'm still a little jet-lagged. How about we just call it even?

Nathan Drake: Oh, son of a...

Nadine Ross: Have you had enough? Or do you want to keep being a smart ass?

Option 1: Evict from premises

Option 2: You're not a chiropractor!

Option 3: Stick to smartass

Nathan Drake: (option 2 chosen) Okay, come clean. You're no chiropractor. Your technique is really not helping my back.

Nathan Drake: (option 3 chosen) Well, you know... being a smartass has gotten me this far in life... why quit now?

Nathan Drake: (pinned) All right, wait. Wait! It’s in my back pocket.

Nadine Ross: Where is it?

Nathan Drake: Right... there! (headbutts her)

(Nadine throws Nate out of a window and he grabs onto a banner.)

Nathan Drake: Whoaaa—!

Victor Sullivan: All right, I'm at the car. Where the hell are you guys?

Nathan Drake: Ah, just met your friend Nadine Ross. She's lovely.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah? Well, it's total chaos out here. They're trying to keep it contained, but everybody's freaking out. I don't wanna rush you, but... hurry the hell up!

Samuel Drake: Nathan, where you at?

Nathan Drake: Good question. You?

Samuel Drake: By the ballroom. Look for this round sign thing, it's on the way.

Nathan Drake: Round sign thing, check.

Samuel Drake: Good news is, I got a gun. See you soon.

Nathan Drake: Okay, we're good, we're good.

Nathan Drake: Oh, shit!

Samuel Drake: Nathan! What're you doing?

Nathan Drake: What's it look like?!

Samuel Drake: Oh shit! Nathan! Catch! (throws Nate a gun)

Nathan Drake: Wait— what? Oh crap. (laughs) Hey, I got it!

Samuel Drake: Nice shooting. You all right?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, hanging in there.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) I can't get to you from here, you got a way down?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Yeah, I think so.

Samuel Drake: Okay. I'll meet you at the driveway, just head towards the ballroom.

Nathan Drake: All right, see ya there.

Samuel Drake: Victor, I'm kinda stuck here, any ideas?

Victor Sullivan: Fastest way is through the ballroom!

Samuel Drake: You said the ballroom's locked down.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, well now that they know it's you guys, they cleared the place out.

Samuel Drake: Ballroom it is. You get that, Nathan?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, got it! Okay... almost to the ballroom.

Samuel Drake: Nathan, I'm pinned down in here! I could use a hand!

Nathan Drake: On my way, Sam! All right, here we go. Ha ha! Aaaaaahhhh!

(Nathan crashes through a window into the ballroom.)

Samuel Drake: Jesus Christ. Nathan?!

Nathan Drake: Hey! How's it going?

Samuel Drake: Uh... think I'm done with this auction, huh?

Nathan Drake: Oh yeah. Me too.

Victor Sullivan: All right boys, change of plan! Too many people trying to leave, the driveway's all jammed up.

Samuel Drake: Shit. What's our backup?

Victor Sullivan: There's that fountain just outside the ballroom. I'll meet you there!

Samuel Drake: Nathan, move!

Nathan Drake: Got it. Let's go!

Samuel Drake: He's down! Nathan, they brought more friends! We need to get the hell out of here!

Samuel Drake: I hit him!

Nathan Drake: Outta my personal space!

Samuel Drake: Got ya, Nathan!

Nathan Drake: Yeah, keep doin' that. Sam, fills way!

Samuel Drake: Right behind you!

Nathan Drake: Sully, we're running out of time here!

Victor Sullivan: Hold on, kid... nearly there! Almost there.

Nathan Drake: Unless you're driving a hearse, you better hurry.

Samuel Drake: Guy's down!

Nathan Drake: No, no, no, no!

Samuel Drake: Downed one!

Victor Sullivan: Someone call for a limo?

(Nate and Sam get into the limo.)

Samuel Drake: Nathan, time to go! Go, go, go!

Victor Sullivan: Hang on!

(Next scene. Hideout.)

Samuel Drake: Okay. (about to open the cross with a hammer) I hope I don’t go to hell for this. ...Shit.

Nathan Drake: What?!

Samuel Drake: It's empty.

Nathan Drake: What?

(Sam shakes a piece of paper from the cross and laughs.)

Nathan Drake: Ah, you're such an asshole.

Victor Sullivan: He's your brother. All right, skull and crossbones. Very good sign.

Samuel Drake: That's Avery's insignia... What is this? Ah... "Hodie mecum eris in Paradiso."

Nathan Drake: “Today you will join me in Paradise.”

Samuel Drake:—in Paradise. It's what Jesus said to Saint Dismas on the Cross, but...

Nathan Drake: Right.

Samuel Drake: What about these numbers here? What do you make of this?

Victor Sullivan: Some kind of code? Or a phone number?

Nathan Drake: C'mon. They're dates...

Samuel Drake: Huh?

Nathan Drake: Look. 1659...

Samuel Drake: That's the year Avery was born.

Nathan Drake: 1699.

Victor Sullivan: Lemme guess, the year he died?

Samuel Drake: By most accounts, yeah, but... That means we have date of birth, date of death and “Paradise.” Which means we're looking for... Avery's grave.

Nathan Drake: At Saint Dismas' Cathedral...

Samuel Drake: Huh.

Victor Sullivan: Wait a second. Hasn't Rafe been scouring that site for ages already?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, the cathedral. See these symbols?

Victor Sullivan: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: These are found on old Scottish gravestones. Right? Now look at this. The layout of his place is really unusual.

Nathan Drake: Here's the cathedral. But the graveyard... is way over here.

Samuel Drake: Rafe's been focusing on the wrong area.

Nathan Drake: Exactly.

Samuel Drake: Guys. We're going to Scotland.

Victor Sullivan: All right, all right. Wait— wait up. You do realize that Rafe knows you're coming?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, we can deal with that when we get there.

Victor Sullivan: That psycho would like nothing better than for you to show up. Plus he's got Nadine and her whole army to back him up!

Nathan Drake: Yeah, but he doesn't have this. The biggest pirate treasure of all time is within our grasp.

Victor Sullivan: I thought this was about saving Sam.

Nathan Drake: It is. But come on, it's both, right? We need the treasure so we can save Sam.

Victor Sullivan: How is Elena cool with all this? Oh, Jesus, kid.

Nathan Drake: Look, it's just not that simple.

Victor Sullivan: With all that you two have been through together.

Nathan Drake: She wouldn't understand this.

Victor Sullivan: Yo are not giving her enough credit.

Nathan Drake: I can't take that chance.

Samuel Drake: Nathan, he's right. Things have changed. Rafe's involved now. And... I can— I can take this on my own. Really.

Nathan Drake: Great. Well, thank you for your input. Both of you. Excuse me. (calling Elena offscreen) Hey. Hey, it's me, yeah. No, the reception's lousy. Yeah...

Samuel Drake: (to Sully) Something on your mind, dear?

Victor Sullivan: Look, I um, I realize it couldn't have been easy... all those years way. And I'm sorry for what happened to you.

Samuel Drake: Hmph.

Victor Sullivan: But it’s not his fault.

Samuel Drake: I never said that it was.

Victor Sullivan: Took a long time for him to get out of this game.

Samuel Drake: You see a gun to his head? He chose this. Okay. He's meant for this life.

Victor Sullivan: You really believe that?

Samuel Drake: Why are you here, Victor?

Victor Sullivan: Because somebody's gotta keep an eye out for him.

Nathan Drake: No, I'll just see you in a few more weeks? Yeah. I will. Okay. I love you too. Bye. (to Sam and Sully) Just told her that the job is gonna take a little longer than expected. Which is the truth. So come on, what do you say? Sam could still use our help.

Victor Sullivan: Well... I do hear that the weather is particularly fine in Scotland this time of year.

(in Scotland)

Samuel Drake: Well. Rafe's really going all in, isn’t he?

Nathan Drake: Well; they're all concentrated around the cathedral, so that‘s good... because we are going to have that graveyard all to ourselves. Sully.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah?

Nathan Drake: Hey, listen, we're good to go here.

Victor Sullivan: Okay, kid. Happy hunting.

Nathan Drake: Last chance to come with.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, well, unless you can find me an escalator, I think I'll pass.

Nathan Drake: All right. We'll see you in a few.

Victor Sullivan: Hey, Nate—

Nathan Drake: Yeah?

Victor Sullivan: Just— Ah, just bring me back something shiny, will ya?

Nathan Drake: That's the plan.

Samuel Drake: Well... Let's go pay our respects to Captain Avery, huh?

Chapter 8: The Grave of Henry Avery

(Nate and Sam make their way to the cathedral.)

Samuel Drake: A Scottish cathedral. Strange place to bury your treasure, no?

Nathan Drake: Not really. I mean, by the time Avery would've sailed here, the place was already abandoned.

Samuel Drake: I guess that's true. Plus, with the massive bounty on his head... it'd be a good place to hide. So... what happened between you and Rafe?

Nathan Drake: I couldn't deal with him... and I'm pretty sure he'd had enough of me.I was still coming to grips with your, uh... "death," and with his frustration from not finding the treasure... Well, I'm pretty sure he was ready to kill me by the time I bailed.

Samuel Drake: Ha. Imagine what he'd want to do to you now.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Trying not to. Sam, listen. He's ruthless. I mean even more so than when we teamed up with him. I mean, I've heard stories.

Samuel Drake: Trust me, me too. All the more reason I don't feel bad about any of this. (whistle) It's a long drop.

Nathan Drake: Yea. Need to find another way down. Hey, this should hold.

Samuel Drake: Oh. Good call.

Nathan Drake: What the hell is all this?

Samuel Drake: It's excavation equipment.

Nathan Drake: Shoreline...?

Samuel Drake: What?

Nathan Drake: Look. I thought they were just by the cathedral!

Mercenary: Look, they're here!

Samuel Drake: Oh, shit, get down! I got one! Okay. We're good.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, nice to meet you too, Shoreline. Seems like they were expecting us.

Samuel Drake: ...And like they're searching away from the cathedral.

Nathan Drake: Which means we should get to that graveyard, pronto.

Samuel Drake: Exactly. What is this place?

Nathan Drake: The monks had several living quarters... the main one being by the graveyard, of course.

Samuel Drake: Location, location, location.

Nathan Drake: Now what do you bet...? Yep. Dynamite.

Samuel Drake: Hey, be careful with that stuff, huh?

Nathan Drake: There ya go. Take that, door.

Samuel Drake: You're pretty good with that stuff.

Nathan Drake: Well I've blown a lot of shit up over the years.

Samuel Drake: What's the, uh... plan with the crate?

Nathan Drake: Not sure yet.

Mercenary: The explosion definitely came from here. Let's do a full sweep, hey?

Samuel Drake: Shit, Shoreline. Hide! That shut him up. Get down! Good shot! Got ‘em! Nathan, take cover! I got one! All right.

Samuel Drake: Nicely done... that could've been bad.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Let's get out of here before anyone checks in on them. There. C'mon... let's go. Got it.

Samuel Drake: Whoa, careful.

Nathan Drake: I can hook that. There. Whoo. All right, you think you can do that?

Samuel Drake: What are you talking about? I taught you that move!

Nathan Drake: All right, let's see it then.

Samuel Drake: There, you see?

Nathan Drake: Sam! There's a ladder just out of reach.

Samuel Drake: All right, hold up. I'll come over. All right. Gimme a boost. Hold up. C'mere. I'll pull you up. There ya... go.

Nathan Drake: Ah, thanks.

Samuel Drake: There...

Nathan Drake: All right, there it is. The monks' dorm. Just a hop, skip, and a jump away.

Samuel Drake: Ah, don't jinx us.

Nathan Drake: Down we go. Ah! Whoo, burns a little.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) Well, those are fun.

Mercenary: The next, he's paying us double to wipe them out.

Nathan Drake: Shh. Quiet.

Mercenary 1: You go where the money leads you.

Mercenary 2: That's cold.

Mercenary 1: It gets colder. I’m gonna take a leak while you educate our young recruit here.

Mercenary 2: So what happened next? Did he put down the revolt?

Mercenary 1: Wih our help he kept it at bay. But once money ran out... well, there was no reason for us to stick around anymore.

Samuel Drake: Nice one.

Nathan Drake: You get the left one, I got right.

Mercenary: And the general? Didn't even last the night.

Samuel Drake: Gonna have to do better than that, fellas.

Nathan Drake: Let's see if we can keep this up.

Mercenary 1: You two done prepping the site? The cemetery is ready for Rich Boy's visit.

Mercenary 2: They're not slowing down are they?

Mercenary 1: Boss lady wants results and she wants them yesterday.

Mercenary 2: Have they found anything?

Mercenary 1: Heard they uncovered some stuff... but I don't know the details.

Nathan Drake: Did you see that? Like a ninja.

Samuel Drake: Ha ha. Pretty slick, brother. Pretty slick.

Nathan Drake: Right beyond those walls. Down we go.

Mercenary 1: Where does that rich arsehole get off?

Mercenary 2: Easy, bru.

Mercenary 1: I nearly blew my goddamn arms off only to get chewed out by that prick! I shoulda popped him.

Mercenary 2: The guy's fronting our entire crew. What do you think Nadine would do to you?

Mercenary 1: I was following her order.

Mercenary 2: Still, what do you think she'd do?

Mercenary 1: Turn me inside out.

Mercenary 2: Exactly. Take some deep breaths and go walk it off.

Mercenary 1: Stroppy prick thinks he can tell me how to do my job. The American sure isn't making any friends. Well, as long as his money's good, that's fine by me.

Mercenary 2: You think Drake's gonna show up?

Mercenary 1: Nadine seems to think so. I'd love to see him and his crew make an appearance.

Mercenary 2: That goes for all of us.

Samuel Drake: All right, let's keep going.

Nathan Drake: Sam, this way!

Samuel Drake: Nice.

Nathan Drake: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Oh, shit!

Samuel Drake: Okay, if he did it, I can do it. Whoa, whoa. (chuckles) It's better than bungee jumping.

Nathan Drake: Have you ever been bungee jumping?

Samuel Drake: No, but I'm sure this is better. So, this is what you've been up to all these years? Jumping around ruins?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. That and... getting shot at. Blown up. Punched. Kicked.

Samuel Drake: All right, all right. I get it.

Nathan Drake: Knifed. Drugged. Ha ha. And that's that.

Samuel Drake: Ah, not quite. Still gotta climb higher to cross the ravine.

Nathan Drake: All right, I hope we're done sliding for a while. My ass is full of gravel. (laughs) Stuck the landing. Come on. (they open a door together) All right, I got it. Go.

Samuel Drake: Okay. Come on.

Nathan Drake: And we're here.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) Yes we are. Jesus. Look at this place.

Nathan Drake: Welcome to the Saint Dismas dormitory... alleged final resting place of one Henry Avery.

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) Let's find that grave. Hey, Nathan. Check it out. This one's got a pair of cutlasses. Just like the scroll from the cross.

Nathan Drake: But the dates aren't right.

Samuel Drake: Well... one down and... a hell of a lot to go.

Nathan Drake: Okay... crossed cutlasses, skull and crossbones, and the dates 1639 to 1699. We find a tombstone with all three and we're in business.

Samuel Drake: Well... let's desecrate some graves.

Nathan Drake: Let's. No skull and crossbones. Nice Celtic cross... not the grave we want, though. Yeah, well... the swords are a match. So is the year... Sam, c'mere.

Samuel Drake: What, did you find it?

Nathan Drake: Look. Benjamin Bridgeman.

Samuel Drake: That's Avery's alias. (laughs)

Nathan Drake: Something odd about this skull though. It's like it doesn't belong to the stone.

Samuel Drake: Well yeah, what’s odd about it is... that’s not Avery’s sigil.

Nathan Drake: Oh, yeah... I mean, the skull should be facing—

Sam and Nate: (in unison) Sideways.

(They turn the skull.)

Samuel Drake: What is that? (stone ladder appears) Oh my God.

Nathan Drake: (laughs) You ready for this?

Samuel Drake: Oh, I've been ready for a long time. Look at that.

Nathan Drake: Let's see what we got... It's a crypt.

Samuel Drake: A crypt, hidden behind a secret door?

Nathan Drake: I assume the secret door was added afterwards.

Samuel Drake: To hide his loot.

Nathan Drake: Well, fingers crossed. Whoa, the gang's all here. Jesus... Dismas on the left...

Samuel Drake: Penitent thief.

Nathan Drake: Gestas on the right...

Samuel Drake: Jerk thief.

Nathan Drake: (laughs) Avery sure had a thing for Saint Dismas, huh?

Samuel Drake: Well, Avery fancied himself a "good thief," right? Only plundered and murdered the non-British heathens.

Nathan Drake: (laughs) Guess that's what passed for "good" back then.

Samuel Drake: Good enough.

Nathan Drake: Some kind of lamp. Hey, smokey— Need your lighter over here.

Samuel Drake: You know, that hurts my feelings.

Nathan Drake: Not as much as it hurts your lungs.

Samuel Drake: Thank you, Father Duffy. (he lights the lamp) Ooh.

Nathan Drake: Well isn't that something?

Samuel Drake: Uh-uh. The light's coming from the other side of the wall .

Nathan Drake: All right, let's see here. Ah. I can aim the lights. Hey, here we go...

Samuel Drake: I think you got that one! Uh, connect the dots.

Nathan Drake: There we go.

Samuel Drake: Nathan, that's it! You got it!

Nathan Drake: Okay. Let's give this a shot?

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) Open sesame.

Nathan Drake: Wrong treasure.

Samuel Drake: Shush.

Mate: (chuckles)

Nathan Drake: (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: Well, nice view. No treasure though.

Nathan Drake: No, but... look, you see those crosses?

Samuel Drake: Oh, yeah. Hey, is that a cave... right below?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, I think Avery's trying to tell where to go next. Uh, there's one problem though. Going back that way n ans we have to go back toward the cathedral.

Samuel Drake: And back towards Rafe.

Nathan Drake: Shit.

Samuel Drake: Well, let's not keep him waiting.

Mercenary: Spread out! You know the drill.

Nathan Drake: Shit.

Mercenary 1: Anybody heard from the scout party uphill?

Mercenary 2: Nothing. You think we have guests?

Samuel Drake: Straight ahead.

Mercenary 1: Don't I wish. The storm's been messing with the radios. They're practically useless.

Mercenary 2: If we don't hear back from them soon, I'll go check in with them.

Samuel Drake: Well, this should be fun!

Nathan Drake: Shit!

Samuel Drake: Get off him! They're surrounding you!

Nathan Drake: Whoa. Shit. Nathan, watch it! I hit him!

Samuel Drake: Picked up some new tricks, I see!

Nathan Drake: Okay. I think we're clear.

Samuel Drake: Well... that could've gone better.

Nathan Drake: Hey, well... we're still breathing. That's good enough.

Samuel Drake: Let's just get that gate open.

Nathan Drake: How you holding up?

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) Great. Was kinda hoping to find the treasure back there, but... you know, it's never that easy, right?

Nathan Drake: That's been my experience.

Samuel Drake: Plus there was that cool constellation thing.

Nathan Drake: Yeah it was cool. Wow.

Samuel Drake: Hmph. Pretty spectacular.

Nathan Drake: Right under that high cross... that’s there Avery wants us.

Samuel Drake: Well, what Avery wants, Avery gets.

Victor Sullivan: Kid? What's your status?

Nathan Drake: Hey, Sully. We're on the trail, but the treasure's closer to the cathedral than we originally thought.

Victor Sullivan: Oh, boy. So what do you need me to do?

Nathan Drake: Well, just keep those engines warm. We'll be back before too long.

Victor Sullivan: You got it. Keep me posted.

Nathan Drake: Will do.

Samuel Drake: Patrol up ahead.

Nathan Drake: I hear ‘em.

Mercenary 1: Getting real antsy here.

Mercenary 2: You of all people should appreciate the downtime. Nobody wants another Port Moresby, on our heads.

Mercenary 1: How about don't talk if you weren't there, hey? Everything's called a massacre nowadays to generate buzz.

Mercenary 2: We don't need that kind of press.

Mercenary 1: We don't need rival companies stepping into our jobs.

Mercenary 2: You know what... forget it.

Mercenary 1: Why'd you bring it up then?

Mercenary 2: I said forget it.

Mercenary 1: Whatever, man.

Samuel Drake: We're good. They don't see us. I guess there's no getting away from these guys.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, and there'll only be more as we get closer to the cathedral. Here we go. Come on, I'll boost you up there.

Samuel Drake: All right... Ah, hell. I'm too high to reach you. Yeah, hang on a sec.

Nathan Drake: Hanging.

Samuel Drake: Let me see what's by that wooden structure over there. Hey, I got something. Here... we... go... Christ, this thing's heavy...

Nathan Drake: What exactly are you doing?

Samuel Drake: Giving you... a way up. That'll support even your weight.

Nathan Drake: Ah. Thank you.

Samuel Drake: Hey, you don't think the monks built this?

Nathan Drake: No way. It's some kind of pulley system.

Samuel Drake: Ah, to lift a whole bunch of treasure?

Nathan Drake: To lift something... I can't believe I missed this. (laughs) Hey, we can climb this!

Samuel Drake: On my way.

Nathan Drake: Okay... maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Aaahhh!

Samuel Drake: Incoming! (laughs) That was amazing.

Nathan Drake: Well, save your strength, huh. We're not done yet.

Samuel Drake: Just lead the way.

Nathan Drake: Hope this holds. Whooaa! I hope this was a good idea. Oh shit! Damn it.

Samuel Drake: Gotta say, you have a real knack for breaking things. Especially cliffs.

Nathan Drake: Tell me about it. A— Ah! For Christ's sake.

Samuel Drake: You okay?!

Nathan Drake: Yeah...

Samuel Drake: Like I was just saying...

Nathan Drake: Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Samuel Drake: All right, hold on. I'll— I'll see if there's another— Oh, shit!

Nathan Drake: Sam! I guess it runs in the family, huh?

Samuel Drake: (laughs) Maybe so. Oh. You got it. I can't feel my hands... I think my blood thinned out or something after all those years in Panama. Hold on. I'll help you up. There ya go. Where would you be without me, huh?

Nathan Drake: Uh, probably at home... drinking hot cocoa.

Samuel Drake: What are you, five?

Nathan Drake: Oh, tell me you wouldn't go for some hot cocoa right now.

Samuel Drake: Well, I mean... yeah.

Nathan Drake: Exactly. Here we go.

Mercenary: Fire in the hole!

Nathan Drake: Jesus.

Mercenary 1: How we lookin'?

Mercenary 2: Still some debris blocking the way in. We can't get all the way through.

Mercenary 1: Kak. That was the last of the dynamite.

Mercenary 2: Next patrol will bring more by. Just sit tight.

Nathan Drake: Okay.

Samuel Drake: Jesus. That was close.

Nathan Drake: Hey, careful... might be unstable after the blast.

Samuel Drake: Who does excavation with dynamite?

Nathan Drake: Hey, Sam. Help me with this.

Samuel Drake: Whoa— What if it's the only thing holding the tunnel up?

Nathan Drake: Then I'll apologize. Go!

Samuel Drake: All right.

Nathan Drake: There, see? No problem.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, for once. Those things look sturdy to you?

Nathan Drake: Sturdy enough. Hey, be extra careful on these. Oh, crap!

Samuel Drake: Remember, "extra careful?"

Nathan Drake: Uh uh, okay. Okay, we're good. We're good.

Victor Sullivan: Kid, storm's picking up. How's it looking?

Nathan Drake: We're about to head into the cave.

Victor Sullivan: The cave?

Nathan Drake: Yeah... might lose contact for a bit. Don't get too worried.

Victor Sullivan: All right, I'll keep the porch light on for ya.

Nathan Drake: All right. Call you soon.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) We made it. It's quite the detour.

Nathan Drake: Let's go see what Avery left for us.

Samuel Drake: Yes please. (scoffs) Those Shoreline assholes were right next to this cave.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, but I think we're the first ones in here.

Samuel Drake: Oh... is that a door?

Nathan Drake: It sure looks like it. C'mere. Check this out. A little slimy. There's a handle in here or something.

Samuel Drake: Well... Give it a— give it a pull.

Nathan Drake: What? Could be a trap.

Samuel Drake: You're already in there. What's the... what's the worst that can happen?

Nathan Drake: Uh, I lose my hand?

Samuel Drake: So we'll get you a nice hook. Give it a pull.

Nathan Drake: Nice hook. All right, here we go. (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: Really?

Nathan Drake: Hello, hello.

Samuel Drake: (whistles) Pretty interesting decor.

Nathan Drake: “For those who prove worthy, Paradise awaits... To those who prove false, behold your grim fate.”

Samuel Drake: Yeah, well I guess Avery was a better pirate than a poet.

Nathan Drake: This... this isn't Avery's.

Samuel Drake: What do you mean?

Nathan Drake: Look.

Samuel Drake: It's the Rhode Island Pirate.

Nathan Drake: Thomas Tew.

Samuel Drake: Yeah. But it can't be him. I mean, this is clearly his sigil, but... Tew died attacking the same treasure fleet as Avery.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, well at least that's what the stories tell us.

Samuel Drake: If this really is Tew's mark... then that means he's involved in all of this... how?

Chapter 9: Those Who Prove Worthy

(Sam and Nate begin to explore the insides of Avery’s crypt.)

Nathan Drake: That's a damn good question. So who do you think these guys are?

Samuel Drake: Those who prove false, I guess. I think Avery, or Thomas Tew there just trying to scare us.

Nathan Drake: Good thing we're jaded treasure hunters.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) Good thing.

Nathan Drake: Whoa... It's okay, it's holding! Come on.

Samuel Drake: These bridges are clearly not built to code.

Nathan Drake: Sure they are. The pirate code.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) Not bad.

Samuel Drake: No, no, no, no! Well, we're not going back that way.

Nathan Drake: At least we didn't get dropped in a pit or something.

Samuel Drake: This is... elaborate.

Nathan Drake: You could say that. Found another switch. Yeah, I'm just gonna take the... hand... out. Whoa.

Samuel Drake: Jesus. It's a pretty elaborate test? Or trial?

Nathan Drake: Yeah... one this guy clearly failed.

Samuel Drake: Then let's do better. There's something on the bottom there.

Nathan Drake: It's a bucket.

Samuel Drake: Huh. Okay. Now what?

Nathan Drake: Aah. Oh! Bucket filled!

Samuel Drake: All right, pass it up to me. I'm gonna put it back in that big wheel thingie. Bingo.

Nathan Drake: All right, let's see what these wheels do. Okay... I think I see what's going on here.

Samuel Drake: There's something with the three crosses?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. I'm guessing we're looking at Jesus, our good thief Dismas, and the jerk thief Gestas.

Samuel Drake: Well, I'm gonna figure the white cross is Dismas.

Nathan Drake: So the black one is Gestas.

Nathan Drake: There we go. Hey Sam, was Dismas to the left of Jesus?

Samuel Drake: Well, are you looking at them from the front or the back?

Nathan Drake: The front.

Samuel Drake: Then yeah, he was on the left.

Nathan Drake: Okay, that's what’ve got.

Samuel Drake: Hey check it out – something up there moved when you put the bucket on top.

Nathan Drake: There's a channel running from the mechanism to the door.

Samuel Drake: Okay... so bucket on top is good. Keep it there.

Nathan Drake: Think that's it?

Samuel Drake: Well, you could try pulling the switch.

Nathan Drake: I could. Okay, that's gotta be it.

Samuel Drake: Let's find out.

Nathan Drake: Ah, ah...

Samuel Drake: Nathan, look— I think you got it!

Nathan Drake: (laughs) All right, see.

Samuel Drake: (sighs)

Nathan Drake: No shishkanates, no natekabobs today.

Samuel Drake: So, if that was a test... what do you suppose it was testing, exactly? Filling a bucket?

Nathan Drake: Had to know about Saint Dismas, who I bet Avery and all of his crew were intimately familiar with.

Samuel Drake: Not that hard of a test.

Nathan Drake: Whoa... watch your step.

Samuel Drake: As I live and breathe, would you look at this place.

Nathan Drake: Hey, come here. I'll boost you up there.

Samuel Drake: Coming. Okay, I got something for ya up here. Use this to reach those hand holds on the wall.

Nathan Drake: Good call.

Samuel Drake: Follow me! They're sure not making this easy, are they?

Nathan Drake: I imagine it was easier when all the... bridges and walkways weren't broken.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) I guess we're a couple hundred years late. Let's see what's in here. Hey, there's a low ceiling here. Watch your— Ow!

Nathan Drake: Watch my... ah?

Samuel Drake: Can it. This way. Ah, maybe through here? I see some light through here. Ah, catacombs.

Nathan Drake: That makes sense... we're under a cathedral.

Nathan Drake: Hey, hold— hold on...

Samuel Drake: What?

Nathan Drake: Listen.

(They overhear Nadine and Rafe.)

Nadine Ross: Anything noteworthy by the dormitories?

Mercenary: Not unless you count some cleverly worded headstones.

Nadine Ross: Have you finished digging by the chapter-house?

Mercenary: We have, ma'am. The northwest sites are wide open as well.

Nadine Ross: And what about the southern perimeter?

Mercenary: Not yet; It'd take us a day to move the crane over there.

Rafe Adler: Nadine.

Nadine Ross: Make it happen. In the meantime see when you can dig up without it.

Mercenary: I'll send a couple of men over there.

Nadine Ross: Good. Rafe, any luck with those manuscripts?

Rafe Adler: Can we have a minute?

Nadine Ross: Keep me updated.

Mercenary: Yes, ma'am.

Nadine Ross: Did you hear? They found a whole annexed area under the cathedral.

Rafe Adler: I did. Have you seen it?

Nadine Ross: No. Why?

Rafe Adler: Because there wasn't much left... after they'd finished “finding” it.

Nadine Ross: My men have been a bit liberal with the dynamite.

Rafe Adler: They're like a hundred well-armed bulls in a china shop.

Nadine Ross: ...but they've made more progress in two days than we've made in months.

Rafe Adler: (scoffs) Progress? I can't analyze rubble.

Nadine Ross: Okay.

Rafe Adler: Thank you.

Nadine Ross: I’ll let them know to give you a heads up before they do anything drastic.

Rafe Adler: Or you can tell them to sit tight until I analyze the few clues that haven't been blown up.

Nadine Ross: No, we can't sit around waiting any longer.

Rafe Adler: All due respect, I think I have a bit more experience with this sort of thing than you do.

Nadine Ross: We tried things your way.

Rafe Adler: Bullshit. You've been wanting to level this place ever since we got here.

Nadine Ross: No. I wanted to steal that cross long before it ever even made it to that auction. The same auction where I couldn't have my men around to deal with any surprises.

Rafe Adler: The auction was the cleanest way to get the cross.

Nadine Ross: But instead of going with my gut, I listened to you. And now we have competition.

Rafe Adler: Well, I didn't think he'd show up.

Nadine Ross: Or maybe you wanted to draw him out.

Rafe Adler: (scoffs) Why— Why the hell would I do that?

Nadine Ross: Because you think you need him. And maybe you do. Point is, I'm done trying to do things the clean way. If the treasure is here, we’ll find it. And if not, well... maybe it's time to move on, huh? Hey... it's not personal.

Rafe Adler: Of course.

Nadine Ross: I'll let you know if anything turns up.

Nathan Drake: Let's get moving before they blow that treasure to bits.

Samuel Drake: Or they start making out.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: Hey, wait... You think she was right, though?

Nathan Drake: About what?

Samuel Drake: About Rafe wanting to draw you out.

Nathan Drake: As long as he doesn't get the upper hand, who cares? Doesn't matter.

Samuel Drake: What annexed area you suppose they were talking about?

Nathan Drake: It's gotta be some side chamber because we're the only ones here.

Samuel Drake: Ah, a little too high to jump up there, unless you've got a... trampoline.

Nathan Drake: Left it in my backyard.

Samuel Drake: Wait do you— do you have a trampoline?

Nathan Drake: I wish. Hang on.

Samuel Drake: Oh, look at you.

Nathan Drake: One crate, coming up.

Samuel Drake: Why thank you, good sir. Jesus.

Nathan Drake: Well, we're definitely getting closer to Gotta say, this is far more sophisticated than I was expecting.

Samuel Drake: Me too...

Nathan Drake: Bridge is out. Gotta find another way across. Here goes nothing!

Samuel Drake: It's a good thing you're not heavier than the crate.

Nathan Drake: Okay... Made it.

Samuel Drake: What‘s the plan?

Nathan Drake: I'm working on it. We can hook our ropes onto this.

Samuel Drake: That'll work.

Nathan Drake: Ah... who needs bridges?

Samuel Drake: I don't know. I— I wouldn't mind bridges, per se.

Nathan Drake: Well, can't go through there.

Samuel Drake: So, how do we get through?

Nathan Drake: Over here.

Samuel Drake: Look at that.

Nathan Drake: If this place wasn't completely falling apart, we'd probably Be trapped again.

Samuel Drake: (whistles) Nathan. Look around you.

Nathan Drake: Holy crap. This must've been another test, but... it all just crumbled into the ocean.

Samuel Drake: Well, I guess the test now is, how the hell do we get to the other side?

Nathan Drake: What's this? (he read old note)

April 1701

Let it be known that I, Thomas Howard - Captain of the Dauntless - am a gullible fool.

It started with the cross: a cryptic message from my old compatriot with a vague promise of Paradise. I was skeptical, but the thought of living the remainder of my days at home, wondering what might have been, was too much to bear. And one does not ignore a letter from the King of Pyrates.

I survived being marooned off the coast of Madagascar, I survived the attack of the East Indiaman Pembroke, but I will not survive this. My leg is broken and my crew - too cowardly to set foot in these damned caverns - cannot hear my calls for help. Who could have imagined my deeds would bring me here, to die an ignoble death so far from home?

May God Himself curse you, Henry Avery. And may my ghost haunt you the rest of your days.

Samuel Drake: That really safe-looking wooden seesaw thing might do the trick.

Nathan Drake: Worth a shot. Well, here goes nothing. Whoa, whoa. Steady.

Samuel Drake: Nathan, Nathan, stop! You won't make it, you're too low. I'll weigh it down. Go.

Nathan Drake: Made it.

Samuel Drake: All right! Uh... now... What about me? Check out all that machinery: You know, really makes you appreciate everything that goes into making one of these deathtraps.

Nathan Drake: Ha. Don't be glib.

Samuel Drake: Who's being glib? This is a marvel of human engineering! Any luck?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, gimme a sec. Okay, found something to weigh down the seesaw.

Samuel Drake: Excellent. You sure that'll work?

Nathan Drake: It's heavier than I am.

Samuel Drake: I don't know about that.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, yeah. There we go.

Samuel Drake: Going up! Whoaa, whoa!

Nathan Drake: Hey nice air time.

Samuel Drake: Ah. Well, if treasure hunting doesn't work out, we can always join the circus.

Nathan Drake: Oh, crap!

Samuel Drake: Run! Quick! I got you. There.

Nathan Drake: Thanks.

Samuel Drake: That's another test den.

Nathan Drake: At this point, I'd rather take another deathtrap.

Samuel Drake: At this point I hope we're at the end of this thing.

Nathan Drake: Okay... getting a bit dramatic with the statues here.

Samuel Drake: Seriously. Why decorate a treasure burial site?

Nathan Drake: Or build elaborate tests. Ugh. I'll never get used to this.

Samuel Drake: It's another cross. At least this one has some jewels on it, right?

Nathan Drake: Whoa, whoa, don't... touch it.

Samuel Drake: What? Why?

Nathan Drake: Look at it. It's the only valuable thing we've seen in this cave.

Samuel Drake: Right.

Nathan Drake: This is another test.

Samuel Drake: Greed.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Or lack thereof.

Samuel Drake: Okay, so...

Nathan Drake: It's— It's gotta be the coins.

Samuel Drake: Coins. Are we sure about this?

Nathan Drake: Well, pretty sure.

Samuel Drake: “Pretty sure” will have to do.

Nathan Drake: All right, just... just one now.

Samuel Drake: I got it. Greed. Please don't be a trap.

(Sam take one coin and light coming from the ceiling and draw a map on the floor.)

Nathan Drake: Whoa. (laughs) You recognize the shape?

Samuel Drake: It's Madagascar.

Nathan Drake: Look. The star right here.

Samuel Drake: That's Kings Bay.

Nathan Drake: Yes it is.

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) Son of a bitch. He’s screwing with us...

Nathan Drake: What are you talking about?

Samuel Drake: Avery. He's screwing with us. This was supposed to be it. So where’s the goddamned treasure, huh? I mean, King's Bay? Great, But what's next? North Pole? Outer space? Nathan?

Nathan Drake: “For those who prove worthy... Paradise awaits.” He— was recruiting.

Samuel Drake: Who was recruit—

Nathan Drake: Avery... was recruiting.

Samuel Drake: Recruiting for what?

(Explosion. Nadine appears.)

Nathan Drake: Ah, crap.

Nadine Ross: You gentlemen, are very, very noisy. Guns on the floor. Slowly. I still owe you from last time.

Nathan Drake: Throwing me out a window didn't do it for you?

Nadine Ross: Rafe. Rafe, come in.

Rafe Adler: I'm at the graveyard. Nadine, they were here.

Nadine Ross: Yeah, I'm looking at them right now.

Rafe Adler: What? Where are you?

Nadine Ross: Come back to the Cathedral. Follow the holes.

Rafe Adler: I'm on my way. And for God's sake don't shoot them yet.

Nadine Ross: Might want to hurry, then. King's Bay.

Samuel Drake: Yeah but, uh.... where in King's Bay? You'll need that cross over there to figure it out. But... there're only two people that can tell you how to use it.

Nadine Ross: Let me guess... you two.

Nathan Drake: Well, you wanna leave it to Rafe, you're gonna be waiting a long time.

Nadine Ross: Sorry boys. I'm not here to negotiate. Bring me the crucifix.

Nathan Drake: It's not a crucifix.

Nadine Ross: What?

Nathan Drake: Well, technically a crucifix refers to a cross that... You know what... never mind.

Nadine Ross: Don't touch it!

(The mercenary takes the cross and the floor falls. Sam and Nate runs away.)

Mercenary: Aaaggghhh!

Nadine Ross: Shoot them!

Samuel Drake: This way, c'mon!

Nathan Drake: Ah! God damn it!

Samuel Drake: Holy shit. Nathan!

Samuel Drake: Get out of there! I'll cover you!

Nathan Drake: On it! Oh, shit!

Samuel Drake: Nathan?!

Nathan Drake: I'm okay! Ah, gotta get off this thing. Now's my chance! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon.

Samuel Drake: And stay down. Shit! Sucks for you. Ah, hell. What's the plan? Up there! C'mon, you ready? We gotta go up to get out. Nathan?!

Nathan Drake: Coming!

Samuel Drake: Nathan!

Nathan Drake: Here... we... go... Oh, no, no, no! That works. Hey, Sam!

Samuel Drake: Coming! Good work! Happy to help. Man, we really kicked the hornet's nest, didn't we?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, we kicked it, punched it, and set it’s on fire.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) I got one! Nice shot! Got 'em!

Victor Sullivan: God damn it, Nate. I can hear the fireworks from here. What the hell's going on?

Nathan Drake: Long story; short version is get us the hell out of here!

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, I figured. Hold tight, be there soon as I can!

Nathan Drake: Ah, hell— Sam, watch the turret!

Samuel Drake: Good shot!

Nathan Drake: My turn now!

Samuel Drake: To your right!

Samuel Drake: I hit him!

Nathan Drake: Whoa. Shit.

Samuel Drake: Nice shot, little brother! That's it, let's keep moving!

Nathan Drake: Ah, shit—! Sam! Sniper!

Samuel Drake: Jesus! Nice shot!

Nathan Drake: Find cover!

Samuel Drake: Up there, more of ‘em! All right, you got him!

Samuel Drake: Downed one! Keep running! Don't stop! Is this how it always is for you?!

Nathan Drake: No! Well, kind of. Yeah... yes. Yes, definitely.

Samuel Drake: I got one! God, wasn't Victor saying the weather is lovely this time of year?! I can't see shit.

Nathan Drake: Just keep heading down until we hit the water. Sam, down here! Crap, we gotta get past these guys.

Samuel Drake: Good shot, Nathan! Guy's down!

Nathan Drake: Shit.

Victor Sullivan: Boys, they're shooting at my plane. Hurry the hell up, or your ride's gonna sink!

Samuel Drake: You got him!

Nathan Drake: Okay, here we go... ahh! Get ready!

Samuel Drake: Ah, this is gonna suck!

Nathan Drake: Aahh! Sully! Get her going! C'mon! C'mon! Go, go!

(They get to the plane and fly away.)

Nathan Drake: Here. That was a close one, huh?

Sallivan: They shot up my goddamned plane, Nate!

Samuel Drake: We're fine, thanks. How soon can you get us to Madagascar?

Victor Sullivan: No treasure, then.

Nathan Drake: Not yet.

Samuel Drake: I don't know what you're talking about? Look. We're rich! (shows them the coin he get in the cave)

Victor Sullivan: Jesus... Suppose it's a start. And you think the rest is in Madagascar?

Nathan Drake: There was a chamber back there with a giant map of Madagascar on the floor, so... Yeah, it's probably there.

Victor Sullivan: This is beginning to smell a whole lot like wild goose, kid.

Nathan Drake: Look, the treasure was never in Scotland, okay?

Samuel Drake: Then what was the point of all that, huh? Of the Saint Dismas cross?

Nathan Drake: Look. It's like I said, I think Avery was recruiting people. The cross was an invitation. The caves were just some sort of... initiation.

Samuel Drake: Oh, so we all passed, huh? Congrats, Victor. We get eye patches and parrots now.

Victor Sullivan: I don't get it. Why the hell would they go to all that bother just to weed people out?

Nathan Drake: To protect himself. the most wanted man in the world at that time. He had to enlist people that he could trust in order to keep their treasure secret.

Samuel Drake: Whaddya mean, “their” treasure?

Nathan Drake: Just— think about this. Thomas Tew was a successful pirate in his own right. What would he possibly stand to gain from joining Avery? I think Avery sent out crosses only to the other wealthy pirates like himself. What if they pooled and hid all their treasure together?

Samuel Drake: That would make the Gunsway haul look like chump change.

Victor Sullivan: Ho ho, holy shit. Okay, so where exactly in Madagascar are we going?

Samuel Drake: King's Bay. It was an old pirate haven back in Avery's time.

Victor Sullivan: I know it well... It's a big place. Anything more specific?

Samuel Drake: Well, that map chamber completely caved uh, so, you know... What are you laughing about?

Nathan Drake: The people who survived the caves... the recruits. What's the one thing they would've left with?

Samuel Drake: (looking at the coin) There’s a volcano on this.

Victor Sullivan: Huh... and there's a volcano near King's Bay. Which means we need to get to a move on.

(Next scene. Nate calls Elena.)

Elena Fisher: Hey! Hey, Nate?

Nathan Drake: Hi, honey.

Elena Fisher: Hi, I've been trying to get a hold of you. Are you okay?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, of course. What do you mean?

Elena Fisher: Oh, you know, the news... there's been all that flooding. Maybe going to Malaysia during the monsoon season wasn't such a good idea?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, right... Right. Yeah, it uh— it grounded us for sure, you know... Had some equipment failure... but you know no one's hurt or anything.

Elena Fisher: Well, as long as you guys are safe. So, are you going to start work tomorrow?

Nathan Drake: Postponed, actually. Looks like we're gonna need maybe another ten days or so.

Elena Fisher: Ugh, ten days? Hey, well... why don't I just uh, go ahead and buy a ticket then.

Nathan Drake: Oh, you know you don't have to do that. It's fine. I mean, you know these guys always overestimate things. I'm sure it'll be less time than that.

Elena Fisher: Okay, well... You know, don't rush, make sure that you're safe.

Nathan Drake: I will. Always do. Listen, I'm— I'm sorry I gotta go. Jameson's calling me over.

Elena Fisher: Okay...

Nathan Drake: I love you.

Elena Fisher: Love you too.

(Next scene. Savanna.)

Samuel Drake: What’s the satellites saying, Victor?

Victor Sullivan: Right now, not a goddamn thing. I lost the signal.

Nathan Drake: Hey, y'know what never loses its signal? Paper. All right, this route right should take us straight to the volcano. Might get a little bumpy though.

Samuel Drake: Let's get this show on the road.

Victor Sullivan: Okay.

Nathan Drake: All right.

Chapter 10: The Twelve Towers

Victor Sullivan: So, what’re we doing for out here?

Nathan Drake: Well, the map shows all these structures around the volcano. Some abandoned outposts, a handful, of watch towers.

Victor Sullivan: Watch towers?

Samuel Drake: Avery was the most wanted man in the world, so if he was hiding something out here, makes sense he'd heed lookouts.

Nathan Drake: And one of those towers is right on the volcano.

Victor Sullivan: With Avery's treasure?

Samuel Drake: Fingers crossed.

Victor Sullivan: I see some ruins up ahead.

Nathan Drake: Wait here, I'll go take a look.

Samuel Drake: So, Victor, you still do a lot of traveling these days?

Victor Sullivan: I try... I tend to, pick jobs that get me away from the computer.

Samuel Drake: I was telling Nathan... it's shocking how much of the business has moved to the internet. I mean, I bet you have all sorts of options to get rid of hot cargo now.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, sure but I prefer talking to clients face-to-face... get a good read on ’em. Hard to do that in a chat room talking to some guy named "Antiquity Master 37."

Nathan Drake: Hmm. Not much to see here.

Samuel Drake: Well?

Nathan Drake: Ah, nothing worthwhile. C'mon, let's keep going.

Nathan Drake: So with our luck, what are the odds this volcano is going to erupt on us?

Victor Sullivan: Zero. It's extinct. Trust me, that's the first thing I looked up when we said we were heading for a volcano. That, and where to rent the cheapest 4x4.

Nathan Drake: Wait, Sully... you're telling me that you actually did some research?

Victor Sullivan: Can't let you be the know-it-all every time, kid.

Samuel Drake: That bridge there is what you would call "rickety."

Nathan Drake: Ah, this looks promising. C'mon, c'mon, baby. Let's go. Go, go, go, go! Made it.

Victor Sullivan: Okay, kid. Just... don't drop us.

Samuel Drake: Hey, just— keep it slow... keep it in the center.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, there's a lot of backseat driving going on right now.

Samuel Drake: Whoa!

Nathan Drake: We're good. Everything's good.

Victor Sullivan: Jesus Christ. Onward and upward.

Nathan Drake: Agh, we're getting nowhere fast.

Samuel Drake: You need traction here. Nathan, the rocks.

Nathan Drake: I got it, I’m got it. Okay, think I'm getting the hang of this...

Victor Sullivan: Oh, Jesus. Oh, my spine.

Nathan Drake: Look, tire tracks— someone came up this way.

Samuel Drake: Hey, look up there on the hill! Got a tower or something.

Victor Sullivan: Now we're talking.

Samuel Drake: Hey, Victor, what were you arguing with the rental guy about?

Victor Sullivan: Oh, your brother insisted on getting a 4x4 with a winch.

Samuel Drake: So you sprung for the winch, but you couldn't spring for the suspension. I got it.

Nathan Drake: Hey it's important. Going off road, it might rain, might be muddy.

Victor Sullivan: I'll bet we go this whole goddamn thing and never use that winch.

Nathan Drake: Whoa!

Victor Sullivan: Ah shit—! Take this slow, kid...

Nathan Drake: Yeah...

Samuel Drake: So Nathan, you're thinking Avery, Tew, and some other big-shot pirates pooled their treasure, and came out here because... why, exactly?

Nathan Drake: Who knows, maybe for protection? British authorities we’re closing in on 'em.

Samuel Drake: Sure. Maybe he helped them disappear? I mean, the guy clearly had a knack for hiding things.

Nathan Drake: And... go!

Victor Sullivan: And... no.

Samuel Drake: Ah, it was a valiant effort.

Nathan Drake: Let's go check out that tower.

Samuel Drake: I'll come with. It's in pretty good shape for something several hundred years old.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. They're definitely ruins from Avery's era. Sam, look.

Samuel Drake: That's Christopher Condent's sigil. Captain of the Fiery Dragon. Operated out of Madagascar around Avery's time. So... maybe Avery recruits pirate captains... to what, be his lookouts? That don't make any sense.

Nathan Drake: Huh... bark's stripped away. Something was wrapped around this tree. (to Sully) Hey, did you know our car came with a winch?

Victor Sullivan: No, really? I didn't know. Whatcha gonna do with it?

Nathan Drake: Not sure yet. (straps the winch) There. That oughta do it. (sliding the mud) Whoo... whoa... whoa...

Victor Sullivan: Well, that looked like fun.

Nathan Drake: Steeper than it looks. All right, ready?

Victor Sullivan: Give it a shot.

Nathan Drake: Here we go. Steady... (laughs) You see, Sully? Winch. Totally worth it.

Victor Sullivan: We cleared a hill. It hasn't exactly paid for itself.

Nathan Drake: Well, not yet. Small victories.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, well, I'll celebrate the big ones.

Nathan Drake: I just gotta put the winch back and we'll be on our way.

Samuel Drake: Feast your eyes, gentlemen.

Nathan Drake: Wow.

Victor Sullivan: Spectacular.

Samuel Drake: Just imagine... you've come here, a well-to-do pirate, far away from your oppressive government.

Victor Sullivan: (laughs) Poor, oppressed pirates. All they wanted to do was to murder and pillage in peace.

Samuel Drake: No, no. They wanted to live as free man.

Nathan Drake: Well... if you're gonna pick a place to run away from society, you could do a lot worse that here.

Victor Sullivan: It's taking forever to get to this volcano.

Samuel Drake: Patience, Victor. Patience. Do you know how those pirates got here? They had to start in England, sail to Brazil, then cut back across the Atlantic to South Africa...

Victor Sullivan: Sam—

Samuel Drake: And they figured all that out with paper, charts, and by looking at the stars.

Victor Sullivan: Hey. You're describing sailing to a former squid.

Samuel Drake: The point is, we got it pretty easy.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah? Well... still taking a long time.

Samuel Drake: (laughs)

Nathan Drake: Sorry, sorry... Good car, don't die... don't die on me.

Samuel Drake: Hey, Nathan, cheek out that cave there.

Nathan Drake: I'll be right back.

Victor Sullivan: Hey, you see something?

Nathan Drake: Let's roll.

Victor Sullivan: This thing come with airbags? Or parachutes? (hear an explosion) Oh, shit! Stop, stop!

Nathan Drake: I see ‘em. Here...

Samuel Drake: What do we got?

Nathan Drake: Military types, poking around.

Samuel Drake: Nadine's guys?

Nathan Drake: Yep.

Samuel Drake: Son of a bitch.

Nathan Drake: Looks like they found an old colony outpost.

Victor Sullivan: But the wrong one, right?

Nathan Drake: That's the good news.

Victor Sullivan: That means there's bad news.

Nathan Drake: The only route to the volcano is straight through them.

Victor Sullivan: Well, shit. We do have the drop on ’em.

Samuel Drake: What’s the play here, Nathan?

Nathan Drake: Just follow my lead.

Mercenary 1: Howzit – you have that dinges hooked up yet?

Mercenary 2: We're still set up just waiting on approval from Nadine to blow it.

Mercenary 1: Good. Place looks empty. I'd like to get it over with and move on.

Mercenary 2: Let's go, gentlemen! It's gonna be a hot, long day and we have lots to do. If those Drake boys show heir pretty faces, you all know what to do!

Mercenary 3: I serve 'em right, too. Just hope I bag 'em first.

Mercenary 4: Ha. Your shaky hands couldn't do anything 'til they get in bludgeoning distance. I'm afraid it’ll be my honor.

Mercenary 3: Up for a wager on it. For the usual amount?

Mercenary 4: Oh, you re on.

Mercenary 5: I got one!

Samuel Drake: Well, this should be fun!

Victor Sullivan: Nate, sniper!

Nathan Drake: Uh, oh, no, no, no, no.

Samuel Drake: Got 'em! They’re on your left!

Samuel Drake: Saw that. Good one!

Nathan Drake: Okay... I think that's it.

Samuel Drake: God damn it... Rafe and Nadine must have dozens of guys out here. They could just stumble of to the treasure through blind luck...

Nathan Drake: Oh, crap.

Victor Sullivan: Jesus, these pirates really need to work on their infrastructure.

Samuel Drake: Now how do we get outta here?

Samuel Drake: C'mon, c'mon!

Nathan Drake: (laughs) Again with the winch, Sully. Pretty handy, right?

Victor Sullivan: I wasn't against getting the winch, I was against getting ripped off.

Samuel Drake: Easy...

Nathan Drake: Sully, just how well do you know Nadine?

Victor Sullivan: Why...?

Nathan Drake: I was thinking, maybe you can contact her, convince her to call off her goons.

Victor Sullivan: (laughs) Yeah, right.

Nathan Drake: What if we promise her a bigger cut than Rafe?

Victor Sullivan: No, that's not how she operates. She's more a money-up-front kind of mercenary. So Rafe's got the advantage there.

Samuel Drake: Look. Shoreline.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. They‘re definitely going all in, aren't they?

Victor Sullivan: And get getting awful close to that volcano.

Samuel Drake: I was thinking the same damn thing. What if they found the treasure already?

Nathan Drake: Well, look, they're searching every inch of this place, if they'd found it already, they wouldn't be searching.

Samuel Drake: Yeah... yeah, you're right.

Victor Sullivan: Hey Sam. If you don't mind me asking, how'd you pass the time in prison?

Samuel Drake: Well, well, well. (laughs) Get it? You know, ‘cause it's a well.

Nathan Drake: Sully, he stole your joke.

Victor Sullivan: I noticed. Good sense of humor, though.

Nathan Drake: What have we here?

Victor Sullivan: Did ya film something down there?

Nathan Drake: Maybe. Do me a favor, get behind the wheel for a sec?

Victor Sullivan: Will do.

Nathan Drake: Hey Sully! Throw the car in reverse.

Victor Sullivan: Okay, give me a second.

Nathan Drake: (find a note) Damn. These pirates weren't messing around. Okay.... What do we have here?

Victor Sullivan: So?

Nathan Drake: Nothing major, I'll show ya back at the hotel. Sully, what were you talking about?

Victor Sullivan: Uh... Yeah, so... If you don't mind me asking, how'd you pass the time in prison?

Samuel Drake: Ah, y’know, reading, mostly. There was this one guard, saw me as a charity case, I guess. He'd check out books from the library for me.

Victor Sullivan: So what'd you read.

Samuel Drake: History, especially everything related to Avery and other pirates... just in case, you know.

Victor Sullivan: Sure.

Samuel Drake: You know, besides books...

Victor Sullivan: Ah, hell. See that smoke?

Samuel Drake: Whoa, whoa, Shoreline. Slow down.

Nathan Drake: Sorry. You were saying?

Samuel Drake: Um... oh, right. You know, besides books... push-ups... smoking... trying to stay out of fights between rival gangs... Just a whole lot of thinking. That's pretty much it.

Nathan Drake: Sam, if you had a guard doing you favors, why didn't you use him to at word to us?

Samuel Drake: Oh, I tried. I asked him to mail a letter – to your P.O. box.

Nathan Drake: I never got it.

Samuel Drake: That would be because th warden saw it. I got busted up pretty bad and never saw that guard again.

Victor Sullivan: Jesus.

Samuel Drake: I got my own back when the warden decided to room me with Alcazar. That didn’t turn out how he expected.

Victor Sullivan: You know, come to think of it... I actually dealt with Alcazar a few decades ago, even before I met you two.

Samuel Drake: No shit? How are you still alive?

Victor Sullivan: Well he wasn't quite the man he is today. Still working his way up the criminal ladder then. I sold his boss a few woodcut prints I'd smuggled out of Japan. He was into shoguns and such. Alcazar was the go-between.

Nathan Drake: What was he like?

Victor Sullivan: Soft spoken, but intense. Like he could explode at the slightest provocation.

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) Well, he hasn't hanged much then has he?

Victor Sullivan: I got my money and got the hell out of there.

Samuel Drake: So... pirate walks into a bar...

Victor Sullivan: Oh great. Here we go.

Samuel Drake: And he's got this steering wheel sticking out of his crotch.

Victor Sullivan: All right.

Samuel Drake: So the bartender goes, “hey man, what's with the wheel?” And the pirate says back, “Arrrr! It's drivin' me nuts!" (laughs) Ahhhh I love that one.

Victor Sullivan: Don’t make me leave you out here.

Samuel Drake: Whoa.

Victor Sullivan: Looks like Shoreline found something. Go slow.

Nathan Drake: You got it.

Victor Sullivan: This thing come with airbags? Or parachutes?

Nathan Drake: Check it out, boys...

Samuel Drake: That is it?

Nathan Drake: Cool.

Samuel Drake: Holy shit. You can probably see all of King's Bay from up here.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah. Hey look, there's the city...

Samuel Drake: And there's the river valley...

Nathan Drake: Hey guys, there's another tower just over the hill.

Sillivan: See any Shoreline mercs?

Nathan Drake: I can't tell.

Samuel Drake: Well, wouldja look at this.

Nathan Drake: Quite the view.

Samuel Drake: I just keep waiting to wake up, and find myself in solitary or something. It’s all some kind of dream.

Nathan Drake: Sam.

Samuel Drake: No, no, no guilt grip. I'm just... let's go find this thing.

Nathan Drake: You bet. (to Sully) So, how're you doin'?

Victor Sullivan: Eh, still in one piece.

Nathan Drake: I appreciate you coming along for the ride. And especially for negotiating with that rental guy.

Victor Sullivan: (laughs) No problem. Hell, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying myself.

Nathan Drake: Me too.

Nathan Drake: Well, it would appear we got here first.

Samuel Drake: Let's check the place out and keep moving. Whaddya make of the drawbridge, Nathan?

Nathan Drake: A little out of place. But you don't put up a drawbridge unless you're trying to hide something...

Samuel Drake: Such as... pirate treasure?

Nathan Drake: Maybe... Huh... Shoreline must’ve been here before. Finders keepers.

Samuel Drake: I'm gonna go check out that drawbridge.

Nathan Drake: Sounds good.

Victor Sullivan: Hey, be careful, kid.

Samuel Drake: Hey Nathan, the stairs are busted. There's no way up to the drawbridge crank.

Nathan Drake: All right, I'll see if there's something up here! Whoa! Hey guys, there's a massive tower just past the drawbridge. Biggest one yet. (pushing big crate) Sam! Special delivery! (falling with it) Whhooaaa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Victor Sullivan: Hey kid, you all right?

Samuel Drake: You all right?

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Samuel Drake: You go, this?

Nathan Drake: Mm-hmm.

Samuel Drake: All right, see you in a few.

Victor Sullivan: I'll bring tie car closer!

Nathan Drake: You two just relax, I got this.

Samuel Drake: I mean, there's only one crank, ow?

Victor Sullivan: (laughs) Keep up the good work, kid. Stop, stop! Shoreline coming!

Samuel Drake: Nathan! Shoreline!

Nathan Drake: Oh, no. Guys! Hide! Ah, these clowns are really getting on my nerves.

Mercenary 1: Rental car— must be theirs.

Mercenary 2: Form a grid! I want him found. No warning shots. You see them, you take them down.

Mercenary 3: Come out, come out! I promise to make it quick for ya.

Mercenary 2: Careful. Lots of hiding places around here.

Victor Sullivan: Sniper!

Samuel Drake: One down!

Victor Sullivan: I got him, kid! Nate, look what I found. (laughs) Going somewhere, pal-y? Shit, there's more of ‘em! I got him!

Samuel Drake: Nathan, get 0 r0

Victor Sullivan: You still got it, kid!

Samuel Drake: Gotcha! Nice one!

Victor Sullivan: Hey, Nate! Let's go before more Shorelines show up!

Nathan Drake: All right... now... let's get that bridge down. Let's try that again. There we go. Big tower on a volcano.

Samuel Drake: Looks like the end's in sight, huh? Y'know, not to nit-pick, but Avery spent all that money on towers, would it have killed him to put a guard rail up here?

Nathan Drake: Gonna take a look around.

Victor Sullivan: So, just how much do you owe Alcazar?

Samuel Drake: Uh... half.

Victor Sullivan: Half of what?

Samuel Drake: Well, he only knows about the Gunsway heist...

Victor Sullivan: Which is worth 400 million.

Samuel Drake: Right, but if Nathan's theory is correct, then there's a lot more treasure at play.

Victor Sullivan: Well, you shoulda told him it was.... 200,000. You never tell your partners how much job is really worth.

Samuel Drake: Wasn't exactly expecting to be "partners" with him.

Nathan Drake: We're all set. Here we go...

Victor Sullivan: Uh oh... Oh, shit!

Samuel Drake: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...!

Nathan Drake: Okay! Don't panic!

Victor Sullivan: I am very much panicking here!

Samuel Drake: That cable's gonna snap—!

Victor Sullivan: Nate...?

Samuel Drake: Nathan! I gotcha!

Victor Sullivan: Hold on tight, kid!

Samuel Drake: I gotcha! C'mon, c’mon!

Victor Sullivan: You okay?

Nathan Drake: I've been better.

Victor Sullivan: Get us out of this, kid!

Nathan Drake: All right, hang on!

Samuel Drake: Hail Mary full of grace our Lord is with thee blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb...!

Victor Sullivan: Easy kid... easy...

Nathan Drake: Ah... well, that was fun, right?

Victor Sullivan: Yeah? Well, I'm definitely sharing this one with my shrink.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) Wait, you have a shrink.

Victor Sullivan: No... but I will after this.

Nathan Drake: Come on, you guys are over-reacting. I had the whole thing under control. Hold onto something!

Samuel Drake: Ah, ha, ha...!

Nathan Drake: Ah... well, that was a nice change of pace.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, I'm almost disappointed... almost.

Nathan Drake: Now... let's fir d our way in.

Samuel Drake: Let's go claim our treasure, boys!

Nathan Drake: Can't get in that way. Let's see what we got here...

Victor Sullivan: Hey hey hey, careful with that thing, kid.

Nathan Drake: Huh. Looks like there's something back here, Sam...?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, let's do this. Damn, it's bricked over.

Victor Sullivan: The hell are you doing, kid?

Samuel Drake: Time to see that's inside.

Samuel Drake: Hurry up, you two!

Victor Sullivan: And he's off.

Nathan Drake: Sam, wait up!

Samuel Drake: Come on! Nathan, Victor! This way!

Victor Sullivan: He seems excited.

Nathan Drake: He's got a lot riding on this.

Nathan Drake: Whoa.

Victor Sullivan: Magnificent. Don't see a treasure though.

Samuel Drake: Hey, guys...?

Nathan Drake: Coming!

Samuel Drake: Come check this out.

Nathan Drake: Ah, Saint Dismas... we meet again.

Victor Sullivan: So... what do we got?

Nathan Drake: More sigils. There's our boy Avery. Thomas Tew. And that's, um...

Samuel Drake: That's Adam Baldridge. That's Joseph Farrell, and that's Richard Want.

Nathan Drake: Hm. Pirate captains.

Samuel Drake: All right, so maybe yo pirate pool theory wasn't so ridiculous after all.

Nathan Drake: All right, so uh... Let's see, what do you think the trick is here? You gotta push a button, pull something?

Samuel Drake: Maybe... maybe one of the arms, or...?

Nathan Drake: Give it a shot.

Samuel Drake: C'mon...

Victor Sullivan: Boys. Whenever you're done fondling poor Saint Dismas, I think you might want to come take a look at this. The trapezoid is obviously the volcano. The crown, that’s King’s Bay. We've got ourselves a map, gentlemen.

Samuel Drake: Victor, you're a goddamn genius.

Victor Sullivan: You hear that, Nate? Genius.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, yeah. Okay, so, if we're here... this tower lines up with Avery's sigil.

Samuel Drake: Okay, so then the other sigils...

Nathan Drake: Must be the towers from Avery's time.

Samuel Drake: Well, I mean... our treasure's gotta be in one of them, right?

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, but which one? I count twelve towers.

Samuel Drake: Hey, ah... Victor?

Victor Sullivan: Huh? You didn't start smoking cigarettes by any chance, did ya?

Victor Sullivan: Looks like we're not the first ones here.

Mercenary: Fire in the hole!

Nathan Drake: Get down!

Mercenary: We got the drop on 'em!

Samuel Drake: Oh, shit! It's an ambush! Nathan, armored guy! Nathan, take cover!

Nathan Drake: Uh-oh.

Victor Sullivan: Here they come again!

Nathan Drake: Son of a bitch! Guy's a real charmer.

Samuel Drake: Nice shot!

Mercenary: Don't let up! They're trapped in here!

Samuel Drake: Grenade launcher!

Nathan Drake: No, no, no, no, no, no. Oh boy!

Samuel Drake: Get down!

Victor Sullivan: Jesus. That all of ‘em?

Nathan Drake: Well, let's hope so. You okay?

Victor Sullivan: Yeah. Yeah, fine. Sam?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, over here!

Nathan Drake: Hey, what’re you doing?

Samuel Drake: Just confirming a suspicion. Shit. Look at this.

Nathan Drake: They figured out the towers too.

Samuel Drake: Locations, sigils, the works.

Victor Sullivan: So now what?

Samuel Drake: Now what? Now we're screwed. Okay, because there's three of us. And there's God knows how many of them? And they have a head start.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, but they don't know which tower to go to yet.

Samuel Drake: That's great, Nathan, cause neither do we.

Nathan Drake: Yes we do. Look. It's a little worn down. Right there, that's a match.

Samuel Drake: Are you sure? Because I mean it could be this one, too.

Nathan Drake: Crap.

Victor Sullivan: But still... two beats the hell out of twelve.

Samuel Drake: All right. I'm gonna take this tower.

Samuel Drake: All right. I'm gonna take this tower. You and Sully, you take that one. You and Sully take that one.

Nathan Drake: No, no, no, no,no. Rafe's guys are all over these towers by now.

Samuel Drake: Exactly. So if we wanna have a chance to catch them, then we've gotta split up.

Nathan Drake: Sam, just hold up a second, will ya?

Victor Sullivan: Nate, he’s right. These towers are at opposite ends of King’s Bay.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) Damn it. If you run into any of those Shoreline clowns, you call us, okay?

Samuel Drake: See you soon.

Nathan Drake: (sighs)

Victor Sullivan: C'mon, Nate. We gotta hurry.

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Chapter 11: Hidden in Plain Sight

Nathan Drake: All right, there's our tower.

Victor Sullivan: You really think all that treasure gonna be just sitting in the middle of a goddamn market?

Nathan Drake: Oh yeah, that'll be crazy.

Victor Sullivan: (scoffs)

Nathan Drake: But we've seen crazy before.

Victor Sullivan: That we have.

Nathan Drake: Comin' through. Excuse me.

Woman: Apples! Buy my fresh apples! Only fifteen hundred Ariary! (about )

Nathan Drake: Ah, no. Okay. Fine. Fine. Here.

Woman: Ah, thank you very much, sir. Enjoy your apple! And tell your friends!

Nathan Drake: Hey there, little guy. How you doin'? Hey, you like that? Huh?

Victor Sullivan: Nate. Tower.

Nathan Drake: But, Sully, c'mon. It's a lemur! C'mon. Come say hi.

Victor Sullivan: (scoffs) That's all right.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) So cute. Whoa— hey! Hey, Sully, look who's back.

Nathan Drake: (laughs) Hey! He stole my apple.

Victor Sullivan: (laughs) Can't trust anyone these days.

Nathan Drake: Hey, you know what? After this is over and done with... I'm gonna get a dog.

Victor Sullivan: Hey, we come out of this in one piece, I'll buy you the damn dog.

Nathan Drake: Can I name it Victor?

Victor Sullivan: (laughs) Sure. Oh man. Something smells really good.

Nathan Drake: Excuse me. Hey, here we go... Locked... I guess we're gonna have to sneak in.

Victor Sullivan: Discreetly.

Nathan Drake: Implied by the use of the word “sneak,” Sully.

Victor Sullivan: Ah. Hey, check it out – that window over there is broken.

Nathan Drake: Hey Sully! Think we can squeeze through here.

Victor Sullivan: That'll work. Jesus. Long way down. You okay back there?

Victor Sullivan: You keep your pace. I'll keep mine.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, well, at least you got a great view, right? Okay. Let's see what we got.

Victor Sullivan: Wow. This place is in much better shape than the other towers.

Nathan Drake: It's right in the middle of the city. Holy...

Victor Sullivan: This is a very tall clock tower.

Nathan Drake: Yes. Yes it is. Now what do you bet...?

Victor Sullivan: Oh ho... I think we're onto something. Scorpion... guy with a... large pitcher...

Nathan Drake: (laughs) They're zodiac symbols. Look, there's Leo.

Victor Sullivan: Ah, and Taurus.

Nathan Drake: Yeah four signs...

Victor Sullivan: And four bells way up there. And these things in the middle of the floor look like locks.

Nathan Drake: I got it. Let's go ring some bells. Crap.

Victor Sullivan: Shit. Now what?

Nathan Drake: This is definitely the place. Call Sam!

Victor Sullivan: On it.

Nathan Drake: Scorpio, Aquarius, Leo, Taurus.

Victor Sullivan: Voicemail. Hey, Sam. Looks like we're at the right tower Call us. They don't have the best coverage in this city.

Nathan Drake: Well, no reason to wait.

Nathan Drake: I'll be right back. Okay. Hoo boy. (laughs) I'll be damned. Hey check it out, Sully— the clock still works!

Victor Sullivan: Yeah I noticed. Now try not to get tangled in those gears up there.

Nathan Drake: You bet!

Nathan Drake: Whoa! Uh oh. Better move! That was too close. You okay?

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, all right!

Nathan Drake: Okay, just gotta jump through that gear. Leo. I dated a Leo once. Scorpio. Bet Avery was a Scorpio. Agh! Okay, that is really loud.

Victor Sullivan: Hey Nate, that did the trick! The Scorpio lock just released!

Nathan Drake: Okay, moving on to the next one! Oh... feelin' a little nauseous here... Aquarius. Always nice people. Jesus...

Victor Sullivan: Two down, two to go, kid!

Nathan Drake: Well, let's see here.

Nathan Drake: Should have brought earplugs.

Victor Sullivan: Leo is unlocked!

Nathan Drake: Okay, one left... Okay. Got it. Hey Sully, any word from Sam?

Victor Sullivan: Not yet!

Nathan Drake: Yeah, he's probably fine... maybe just forgot to charge his phone... Oh. Thank you.

Victor Sullivan: Nate, that did it!

Nathan Drake: Great!

Victor Sullivan: Taurus is unlocked and Avery's sigil just appeared in the floor.

Nathan Drake: And?

Victor Sullivan: Damn. That's it. Nothin'.

Nathan Drake: Well hey, there is that big bell at the top. Hold on. I'm headin' on up.

Victor Sullivan: Okay! Watch those gears!

Nathan Drake: 'Kay, here we go. Uh oh. Better move! Whoa whoa whoa-whoa whoa whoa! Whew. (chuckles) Ah, that was fun. Huh. This gear isn't doing much for me. Maybe see what's out that window. Wow, now this is a nice view. Oh! No no no no no...! Well, there you are. I sure hop you're doing okay out there, Sam. Okay Sully, I made it! Ah, crap! Sully! Heads up!

Victor Sullivan: Jesus. What the hell happened?

Nathan Drake: Sorry! The handle broke.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, well try not to drop anything else on my head, all right?

Nathan Drake: I' gonna have to ring it myself. All right, here we go. Sully! Get the hell out of the way! Get ready to jump. Now! Got it! Okay! Go, go, go, climb. Gotta get Up, gotta get up...! Holy shit. Ha ha.

Victor Sullivan: Jesus Christ.

Nathan Drake: Hey Sully. Oh shit. At least I got the door open though, huh?

Victor Sullivan: That's one way to do it. You all right?

Nathan Drake: I don't know yet. You?

Victor Sullivan: Deaf.

Nathan Drake: C’mon. Let's see what Avery has in store for us. All right.

Victor Sullivan: Yep. Hey, look. The coin. You want it?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, sure, why not? Let's see what‘s down here.

Victor Sullivan: Fingers crossed for piles of gold and jewels. Sam! Finally, you okay?

Samuel Drake: Just searched my tower. I got nothing.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, well, we're definitely in the right place. Make your way over here.

Samuel Drake: Are you serious? Okay, I'm on my way.

Victor Sullivan: He's coming.

Nathan Drake: Good. Sully?

Victor Sullivan: Way ahead of ya.

Nathan Drake: Whoa.

Victor Sullivan: Hey, are, those our boys.

Nathan Drake: Yup. Henry Avery, Thomas Tew: partners in crime. Founders. Founders of what?

Victor Sullivan: Worst scavenger hunt ever?

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Here are Avery and Tew's signs. These are a little different though.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah. They got those star patterns on them.

Nathan Drake: They turn. But which way are they supposed to go... (solve the puzzle) Whoa...

Victor Sullivan: Okay... Should we go look?

Nathan Drake: Yeah... just a second.

Victor Sullivan: More pirate symbols.

Nathan Drake: Adam Baldridge, Anne Bonny, and uh, Christopher Condent. (trying to solve the puzzle but fails) I mean there’s too many permutations.

Victor Sullivan: I say we see where hat door leads. Still hoping for some treasure here.

Nathan Drake: You and me both. Hey look, I was right. Baldridge, Bonny, and Condent.

Victor Sullivan: Splendid. But why are they here in the first place?

Nathan Drake: Well, let‘s find out. Whoa. That mustache. It almost as impressive as yours.

Victor Sullivan: Eh. It's all right.

Nathan Drake: Hmm. Hey, look at these stars. They're just like the ones on the Avery and Tew sigils in the other room.

Victor Sullivan: Hey, you're right.

Nathan Drake: Ah, that's right. Condent went by “Billy One-Hand.” Guess he had one made. Here's another one of those star patterns.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, but this one's different than that first one.

Nathan Drake: Oh yeah. Good catch.

Victor Sullivan: Thank you. See I'm not just a pretty face. What do you think?

Nathan Drake: Those Avery and Tew sigils. The stars on those lined up, remember? I bet these line up too.

Victor Sullivan: Huh.

Nathan Drake: Voila.

Victor Sullivan: (Nate solve the puzzle) More of ‘em. And another doorway.

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Victor Sullivan: So who were these guys?

Nathan Drake: That's... Um... They are ah...

Victor Sullivan: You don't know do ya?

Nathan Drake: Hey, here were a lot of pirates out there, you know.

Victor Sullivan: So we're stuck?

Nathan Drake: No we're not stuck. Would you— give me your phone.

Victor Sullivan: What you're gonna phone a friend?

Nathan Drake: Close. Text a brother. (sends the photo) There.

Victor Sullivan: You know, these are actually some nice paintings. If we don't find the treasure, maybe we could sell them to a museum.

Nathan Drake: Let's find those star patterns.

Victor Sullivan: Hey. Just saying.

Nathan Drake: William Mayes...

Victor Sullivan: American?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, from Rhode Island, just like Thomas Tew. Hey. You still in the tower?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, just climbed back down. What's with the picture you just sent?

Nathan Drake: I'll fill you in later. For now, just tell me who’s who.

Samuel Drake: Well, the dolphins are |Richard Want. The trident is Joseph Farrell, and the two hands with the pearl is William Mayes.

Nathan Drake: All right, great. Stay where there's good reception. I might need your help again.

Samuel Drake: Wait, Nathan. Did you find the treasure?

Nathan Drake: No, not yet. But I got a mechanism to solve here; I’ll let you know.

Victor Sullivan: Books, globe. This Want guy looks like a scholar.

Nathan Drake: Hey, Richard Want. He was the Captain of the Dolphin.

Victor Sullivan: Whoo. Looks like he and Baldridge were in a best wig competition.

Nathan Drake: Mm. Nah. Aha. Hey Sully, gimme a hand.

(They put the painting in the place.)

Victor Sullivan: You got it.

Nathan Drake: Thanks. Is it straight?

Victor Sullivan: Who the hell cares?

Nathan Drake: Well, I care.

Victor Sullivan: God, look at Farrell's face. He looks like he'd rather be anywhere else.

Nathan Drake: Nada. (Nothing) (solve the puzzle) There.

Victor Sullivan: Oh, god damn it. Okay. So who do we have here?

Nathan Drake: Ah—

Victor Sullivan: You know, I'm honestly shocked you don't know this stuff.

Nathan Drake: Oh, I do. I just want to make sure Sam knows... You know, because he likes to feel useful. That's all.

Victor Sullivan: Aha. Of course. Shit. What happened here?

Nathan Drake: A torch probably fell or something. C'mon, let's see what's left. I don‘t recognize this guy.

Victor Sullivan: Looks a lot younger than the other pirates.

Nathan Drake: That's one. Oh, Sam texted me back.

SAM

Left to Edward England.

Tariq bin Malik, Yazid-al-Basra

I've never seen the monkey sigil before

Reply.

Nathan Drake: Ah, you see there Sully? Turns out Sam doesn't know everything either.

Victor Sullivan: Gloating is unseemly.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, I know... Let's just look at the paintings. Huh... no name. This guy's getup looks Moorish. Found the stars... But who are you? Huh. Yazid al-Basra.

Victor Sullivan: Looks Indian.

Nathan Drake: Close. Mughal.

Victor Sullivan: Wait, aren't the Mughals the ones Avery robbed.

Nathan Drake: Honor among thieves.

Victor Sullivan: Huh, yeah, like that's ever the case?

Nathan Drake: Nuh uh. Mmm Nada. (Nothing) Nuh uh. Hmm. Edward England.

Victor Sullivan: Stout little fellow.

Nathan Drake: And four. All right... I got the names of two of them. We should still be able to figure this out. (solve the puzzle) Boom! (laughs) Would you look at that.

Victor Sullivan: Here we go. What do we got?

Nathan Drake: Ah... not sure yet.

Victor Sullivan: Maybe send it to Sam?

Nathan Drake: Really?

Victor Sullivan: Hey. You're the one that said he's the pirate expert. Just saying.

Nathan Drake: (taking photos) Okay. That’s one. And two Last one. All right, let's see what he makes of ’em.

Victor Sullivan: You know... That kinda looks—

Nathan Drake: Hold on. (making graphite copy)

Victor Sullivan: What're you doing? You just took pictures.

Nathan Drake: Hold that. Y'know, Avery's recruits wouldn't've had smartphones, obviously...

Victor Sullivan: Obviously.

Nathan Drake: So this would've been the only way for them to get to the next clue.

Victor Sullivan: (chuckles) These are clues?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, lemme see. Voila.

Victor Sullivan: (chuckles) All right, these could be trade winds... yeah, and these look like I

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Victor Sullivan: And I would guess that we are packing our bags again, boy-o. What?

Nathan Drake: “Pro Deus quod licentia." No, no— it can't be.

Victor Sullivan: Can't be what?

Nathan Drake: Oh my God. It's so obvious.

Victor Sullivan: Nate?

Nathan Drake: Why didn’t I see this before?

Victor Sullivan: Jesus, enough with the “beautiful mind” shit. What the hell are you talking about?

Nathan Drake: Just, just, hang on.

Samuel Drake: Did you get the photos?

Rafe Adler: (laughs) Here I am, I'm calling what I thought was Sullivan's phone... and look who picks up. How you been, Nate?

Nathan Drake: Hey, Rafe. It's been a long time. How'd you get this number? Sullivan leave it on a cocktail napkin?

Rafe Adler: (laughs) I wish. That only would've cost me a few hots of rum, right? No, no, I had to pay top dollar to find you guys.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Well, I hope you didn’t spend too much on this whole very thing. I hear the competition's fierce.

Rafe Adler: Yeah, you pulled off some clever moves there... but in the end all that matters is who Avery's treasure first.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) That sounds like a bet.

Rafe Adler: Hey, Nate, you know I'm always game but my partner... Well, she prefers to... mitigate unnecessary risks.

Nathan Drake: Wow. Rafe Adler taking orders from somebody else. Oh, how times have changed.

Rafe Adler: Look, Nate. I'm gonna make you a one-time offer here... You drop everything... go home, live your life... and I'm willing to forgive and forget. For old time's sake.

Nathan Drake: As tempting as that sounds, Rafe... I gotta say, I'm... not normally the kind of guy who likes to quit while he's ahead.

Rafe Adler: Okay. “Pro Deus quod licentia.” For God and liberty. These are nice pictures, Nate. Good composition.

Nathan Drake: You hacked our phones.

Rafe Adler: You stole my cross! Listen, Nate... if you're half as smart as you think you are... you'll accept my offer. What’s it gonna be.

Nathan Drake: Listen, as nice as it's been to catch up with you, I... really got to take this call so...

Rafe Adler: Well, Nate, one more thing— Nate!

Nathan Drake: What?

Rafe Adler: You, uh... you do realize that your phones are equipped with GPS, right? I'll see you soon, buddy.

Nathan Drake: Shit.

Victor Sullivan: Let me guess. Goons with guns on their way here now?

Nathan Drake: Sam.

Samuel Drake: “For God and liberty.” Nathan, do you understand what this means?

Nathan Drake: Sam, listen to me. Get off the streets right now. And destroy your phone.

Samuel Drake: What's going on?

Nathan Drake: Rafe knows where we are! All right, you gotta find some place to hide.

Samuel Drake: Oh shit!

Nathan Drake: Sam? Sam! (sighs) Damn it.

Victor Sullivan: Hey...!

Nathan Drake: I'll buy you a new one.

Victor Sullivan: Okay.

Nathan Drake: Sully... Think that's Sam's tower.

Victor Sullivan: That's definitely Sam's tower. Come on. This way.

Victor Sullivan: Eh... Pardon me.

Nathan Drake: Excuse me. Excusez-moi (Excuse me) How long you think before Rafe gets here?

Victor Sullivan: (chuckles) Let's not stick around to find out.

Nathan Drake: Sorry, pal.

Victor Sullivan: Come on. Down here, Nate! Nate, watch out! Everyone out of the way! Good work. Down! Whoa! You know, I'm not 100% sure, but, I think they found us! That one didn't work, Nate! Jesus Christ! Nate, get out of there! Nice one! Up the stairs!

Nathan Drake: So, having fun yet?

Victor Sullivan: Oh, a real blast!

Nathan Drake: Oh, you son of a....

Victor Sullivan: Bastard!

Nathan Drake: You good?

Victor Sullivan: Great. Floor it!

Nathan Drake: All right, how do we get to Sam?

Victor Sullivan: We just keep heading downhill.

Nathan Drake: Brilliant.

Victor Sullivan: Nate, more of 'em!

Nathan Drake: Oh, shit! Hang on!

Victor Sullivan: Oh, Christ!

Nathan Drake: Get outfit the way!

Victor Sullivan: Whoah, whoah, whoah, careful! Jesus! Damn it! It's that goddamn truck again!

Nathan Drake: Oh, crap! Look out!

Victor Sullivan: Please don’t run anyone over!

Nathan Drake: Sorry!

Victor Sullivan: Sam's tower is at the bottom of this hill, keep going down! God damn it! We gotta shake that truck!

Nathan Drake: Working on it!

Victor Sullivan: Hey, that was clean laundry!

Nathan Drake: They can wash it again!

Victor Sullivan: Where the hell are you going?

Nathan Drake: You’re the um i “just head down!”

Victor Sullivan: Jesus!

Nathan Drake: Coming through!

Victor Sullivan: Oh this was really a great idea, Nate!

Nathan Drake: Do you wanna drive?

Victor Sullivan: No, you're doing just me.

Nathan Drake: See? I got it. Ah, crap! These guys 'don't give up! Okay... Through here...

Victor Sullivan: Whoa whoa, whoa, stop, stop, STOP!

Nathan Drake: Damn stick shift.

Victor Sullivan: Come on, come on, get outta here!

Nathan Drake: Okay...

Victor Sullivan: Go!

Nathan Drake: Uh... I’m just gonna... Cut through here! What am I supposed to do now?

Victor Sullivan: Hey, up those stairs!

Nathan Drake: Here we go!

Victor Sullivan: Whoooaaahhh!

Nathan Drake: Man, Rafe really wants us out of the picture!

Victor Sullivan: Gee, ya think.

Nathan Drake: Yeah! (laughs) I think we lost ‘em!

Victor Sullivan: Hey Nate?

Nathan Drake: Yeah?

Victor Sullivan: We can never, ever come back to this city.

Nathan Drake: Add it to the list.

Victor Sullivan: Ha! Whoa whoa whoa! Watch it!

Nathan Drake: Really?

Victor Sullivan: Well you've got a 4x4, go around.

Nathan Drake: Hang on!

Victor Sullivan: Sorry fellas. First time driver here. Yeah, we'll be out of your way in a second.

Nathan Drake: All right... Let's see that truck get past that. Oh, come on!

Victor Sullivan: Cut right! Cut right! Wait, wait!

Nathan Drake: Don't worry, I got this. I got this. I got this! I don't got this!

Victor Sullivan: Holy shit!

Nathan Drake: We're close! Keep an eye out for Sam!

Victor Sullivan: Hey! I think that's him. Right there!

Nathan Drake: Hold on!

Victor Sullivan: Whaddya think I've been doing?!

Nathan Drake: How do we get to him?

Victor Sullivan: Damned if I know. Just keep following that convoy. Man! You think they've sent enough goons after us?

Nathan Drake: Well, we're still alive, so maybe not.

Victor Sullivan: There they are!

Nathan Drake: You see any way to get to Sam?

Victor Sullivan: Not yet, but we're running out of road, kid!

Nathan Drake: I know, I know!

Victor Sullivan: Uh, Nate! Nate!

Nathan Drake: Here! Take the wheel!

Victor Sullivan: What? Are you out of your goddamn mind?

Nathan Drake: Yep, probably! Coming through! Ow! God!

Mercenary: He's dragging behind us!

Nathan Drake: Are you shitting me? (laughs) Ah, Christ! Move it! Oh, shit— !

Nathan Drake: Hi there. Get out!

Samuel Drake: Hey, brother! Whoa!

Nathan Drake: Get closer!

Samuel Drake: I’m trying! Okay! Okay! Hop on!

Nathan Drake: Hop on! Sam, get in the goddamn car!

Samuel Drake: I'm faster! Stop arguing!

Nathan Drake: Watch out! I gotta get out of here.

Mercenary: No slimmin' way he could have survived that. Why chance it?

Nathan Drake: Damn it. That's not good.

Mercenary: Holy shit, he's still alive!

Nathan Drake: Oh, crap. C'mon... Hop on! Gun it!

Samuel Drake: Here! Take this! How we doing back there?

Nathan Drake: Not good! Not good at all!

Samuel Drake: Keep shooting!

Nathan Drake: I am! I hate this truck!

Samuel Drake: Hang on, Nathan!

Nathan Drake: Sam, it's right up on us!

Samuel Drake: I'm going as fast as I can! This is gonna be close! Holy shit.

Nathan Drake: Yeah...

Samuel Drake: You good?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Let's get outta here.

(Next scene. Ikopa Motel.)

Samuel Drake: All right, I think the coast is clear.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. All right... “Pro Deus quod licentia.” This looks like a simple cipher.

Samuel Drake: “For God and liberty.” It's their damn motto. All the “paradise” references. I can't believe we missed it.

Victor Sullivan: See you two made it out okay.

Samuel Drake: Way better than okay. We found Libertalia. (laughs)

Victor Sullivan: Liber— Liber-what-ia?

Nathan Drake: Libertalia. Seems Avery founded the legendary pirate colony.

Samuel Drake: It's more of a pirate utopia really.

Victor Sullivan: Okay. But what about the treasure?

Samuel Drake: See, as the story goes... this place provided a safe haven for hundreds... maybe even thousands of pirates. And they shared everything. Property, resources...

Victor Sullivan: Money?

Samuel Drake: And they kept all in one common treasury building.

Victor Sullivan: Okay. So... Where is this... Commie pirate sanctuary?

Nathan Drake: Right here. That island. Just northeast of King's Bay.

Victor Sullivan: And Rafe has a copy of this.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, tell, by the time Rafe figures it out... we'll be well on our way to Libertalia. Tellin' ya that treasure... is as good as ours— ssshit.

(He sees Elena in their room.)

Elena Fisher: How's the Malaysia job going, Nate? Seems like you're a hair off course.

Nathan Drake: Elena, it's... It's not what it looks like.

Elena Fisher: Really. Because what it looks like... is that you're searching for Henry Avery’s buried treasure. And given the Shoreline soldiers that are all over town... I'd bet you're not the only ones looking for it.

Nathan Drake: All right, well I... I guess it's kinda what it looks like. But, but I can explain. Look it's gonna sound crazy.

Elena Fisher: Try me.

Nathan Drake: Well, for starters, um... This is Sam. Sam Drake. My brother.

Samuel Drake: Hi.

Victor Sullivan: I'm sorry.

Nathan Drake: I, I thought he had died in a Panamanian jail.

Elena Fisher: I need to—

Nathan Drake: But I was obviously very wrong. He's been stuck in there for fifteen years. And it's because of me. And the guy who broke him out wants a lot of money. And the only way we can pay off the debt is Avery's treasure. But that’s the good news, we found it! It's on an island just off the coast.

Elena Fisher: Okay, just stop. Was there... ever... a Malaysia job?

Nathan Drake: I...

Elena Fisher: Okay... (leaving)

Nathan Drake: C'mon, C'mon, wait. Elena, wait!

Elena Fisher: I don't get you.

Nathan Drake: Look, I wanted to tell you.

Elena Fisher: You know what, enough.

Nathan Drake: No, I wanted to! But how could I?

Elena Fisher: I don't know, just say it?

Nathan Drake: I had to protect you.

Elena Fisher: That is bullshit, Nate. You just didn't have the nerve to face me. Again.

Nathan Drake: I knew you would react like this.

Elena Fisher: How would you react? You lied to me... for weeks. If you were killed, I... wouldn't have even known about it. And now you have a brother? Who are you?

Nathan Drake: Come on. I'm me. C'mon, it’s me. It's different this time.

Elena Fisher: Oh my God.

Nathan Drake: I have to save him. I don't even care about the treasure.

Elena Fisher: The look on your face when you walked into this room... If you're done lying to me... then you should stop lying to yourself. I got a plane to catch. You do what you have to do. (leaves)

Victor Sullivan: Hey... Hey, what are you doing? Go after her.

Nathan Drake: We're not done here.

Victor Sullivan: Well, maybe we should be.

Nathan Drake: What are you saying?

Victor Sullivan: I'm saying maybe there's a smarter-way to save Sam.

Nathan Drake: Such as?

Victor Sullivan: Such as, we give him a new identity. We... we... put him in hiding somewhere, I got contacts—

Nathan Drake: He's been in prison for fifteen years— he's not going into hiding.

Victor Sullivan: Okay, fine. You go after your wife. Sam and I will head off for Libertalia.

Nathan Drake: Without me? Come on, you'll get both of you killed.

Victor Sullivan: Really? (chuckles) Kid, I've been doing this for a helluva long time. I think I might be able to handle—

Nathan Drake: Hey, you want to be helpful, Sullivan? Go keep an eye on her.

Victor Sullivan: Whatever you say.

Samuel Drake: Need a hand with anything?

Nathan Drake: I got it. Just pack your bags.

Chapter 12: At Sea

(Nate and Sam sailing on a yacht.)

Samuel Drake: Hey, Nathan!

Nathan Drake: Yeah?

Samuel Drake: Land ho! What do you think out at, huh?

Nathan Drake: That's pretty cool.

Samuel Drake: Take the wheel for a second. You know, all this running around, surviving by the skin of our teeth... I don't think we've actually take to step back and appreciate... just how far we've come. (gives Nate a beer) Huh? Sic parvis magna. (Greatness from small beginnings)

Nathan Drake: Sic parvis magna. (Greatness from small beginnings)

Samuel Drake: Yeah... Listen, little brother... she will get over it. I mean we bring back a treasure like that, anyone would.

Nathan Drake: I don't know. I think maybe I've, ah... done this one too many times.

Samuel Drake: Huh. Somehow I imagined it... bigger.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, well, we're definitely in the place. I’ll find us a spot to set ashore.

Samuel Drake: Well. I mean... at least there's an island, right?

Nathan Drake: At least there's an island. Just keep an eye on anything man-made.

Samuel Drake: Ah-ah... you mean pirate-made.

Nathan Drake: Ha. Sure.

Samuel Drake: So, maybe Libertalia is more of a small beachside shack...

Nathan Drake: Yeah, maybe it’s a tree house. (moors) Sam, let's check this out.

Samuel Drake: Sounds good to me.

Nathan Drake: Supplies... from an earlier expedition.

Samuel Drake: What you got there?

Nathan Drake: (read a note) Burnes...? Holy crap, Sam... this was written by Burnes’ grandson!

Samuel Drake: Well, makes sense: the cross in Panama was hollow. Must be following the same clues as us.

Nathan Drake: Ready to go?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, let's do this. (set sail) Nathan, up there!

Nathan Drake: Well, that definitely qualifies as man-made.

Samuel Drake: Ah, ah... pirate-made.

(Nate moors. They search the island.)

Nathan Drake: Huh. It's a door of some kind. Covering a... chamber?

Samuel Drake: A massive chamber... for storing a bunch of treasure?

Nathan Drake: No way. Not with his ego. Wherever Avery put the treasure’s gonna be the most elaborate place we’ve seen yet. And it would be well protected too.

Samuel Drake: That makes sense. Looks like an old lookout tower. Let's see if we can spot something from up there.

Nathan Drake: Okay, up we go. Sam, this way.

Samuel Drake: This looks promising.

Nathan Drake: Huh. Some kind of symbol.

Samuel Drake: Looks like a compass arrow.

Nathan Drake: Whoa. How did you know to do that?

Samuel Drake: Well, if there's one thing We learned from you... press everything.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: Down there. It's the same symbol.

Nathan Drake: It‘s another arrow.

Samuel Drake: Let's go find out where it's pointing, huh? C'mon. Boat's right below us.

Nathan Drake: Yup.

Nathan Drake: It's follow these arrows, see where they go. (set sail) Hey, look— another arrow aver here.

Samuel Drake: Hey, check it out. A dolphin.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, you’ve seen dolphins before, right?

Samuel Drake: Well, yeah I have. But many, many, many years ago.

Nathan Drake: Well, you'd be happy to know they haven't changed much.

Samuel Drake: Oh look, there's another one.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, I see it.

Samuel Drake: Mm, giant gate.

Nathan Drake: That's a good sign. (moors) Here we go.

Samuel Drake: You gotta admit... this is pretty cool.

Nathan Drake: What? Climbing this cliff?

Samuel Drake: Yes! Climbing this cliff on a giant secret pirate island. I mean, c’mon.

Nathan Drake: Right.

Samuel Drake: Well I think it's pretty damn cool. Whoa, whoa...

Nathan Drake: Wow, Avery wasn't much for subtlety or understatement, was he?

Samuel Drake: Well; he had the money, If you've got it, flaunt it, right? So...? Does this qualify as "the most elaborate place we've seen yet?”

Nathan Drake: It's up there.

Samuel Drake: C'mon. Let's get a closer look.

Nathan Drake: Hey, Sam—c’mon. Give me a hand with this.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, sure.

Nathan Drake: Go.

Samuel Drake: Okay. Come on through...

Nathan Drake: Thank you.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, sure thing. Jeez... there's lots of lifting and crawling under things, huh?

Nathan Drake: The glamorous life of a treasure hunter.

Samuel Drake: What do you suppose this place was?

Nathan Drake: These arches remind me of the Saint Dismas Cathedral... but, uh... I don't know.

Samuel Drake: Oh, rope bridge up there.

Nathan Drake: C’mon. See what you can find tip there.

Samuel Drake: You got it.

Nathan Drake: Well?

Samuel Drake: There's a path... but I don't see another way up yet. Hold on.

Nathan Drake: Sam!

Samuel Drake: Whoa!

Nathan Drake: You okay?

Samuel Drake: At least I'm on the other side. Okay... still need to get you up here. Hold tight.

Nathan Drake: Sam? Anything? Sam, hey! You still there? God damn it. Well, let's see here. I ruined my marriage. Drove my best friend away. Got two psychos and their army after me. And now my brother's gone missing. But, on the bright side, there's no one around to tell me I'm an idiot.

Samuel Drake: You're already up here?

Nathan Drake: Where were you?

Samuel Drake: Finding a way to get you up here... All right, jump across then.

Nathan Drake: Thanks.

Samuel Drake: Everything all right?

Nathan Drake: Yaw. Everything's me, as keep going.

Samuel Drake: Okay. (Nate move a crate) Nah, we don't need that— you're already up here. Let's let's keep going. Yeah, that's where I tried to go— couldn't find a way through though. (whistles) Nice view.

Nathan Drake: You didn’t hear me?

Samuel Drake: When?

Nathan Drake: Back there. I called out to you.

Samuel Drake: Didn’t hear you. Why, were you worried?

Nathan Drake: I was worried you got distracted.

Samuel Drake: Oh, I’m distracted now?

Nathan Drake: What’s that supposed to mean?

Samuel Drake: Nothing. Shall we?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Let's.

Samuel Drake: Here I come... How're you doing?

Nathan Drake: Not this way... Sam, in here!

Samuel Drake: Got it!

Nathan Drake: All, right, looks like we're still on the right track.

Samuel Drake: (whistle) It's a long drop. How the hell did no one find this? So back at the orphanage, did you ever think we'd be doing crazy shit like this?

Nathan Drake: No, I can't say I did. Looks like we're heading down.

Samuel Drake: Right behind you.

Nathan Drake: Ah... that work out. Whooa, whoa! Sam! Come around this way.

Samuel Drake: Hoooo-lyyyyy shiiiiit...! (laughs) All right.

Nathan Drake: You doing okay?

Samuel Drake: Yeah... piece of cake!

Nathan Drake: Wow. What is all this? Sam, look.

Samuel Drake: Hey... uh, maybe they were planning a massive theme park?

Nathan Drake: Pirate Land.

Samuel Drake: Ha ha!

Nathan Drake: Blueprints. Well... brownprints. Sam, check it out. Look, pirate captain sigils.

Samuel Drake: All gathered around Avery.

Nathan Drake: Avery and Tew... holding court over their captains.

Samuel Drake: It looks like they're writing their code of conduct.

Nathan Drake: Pirate Bill of Rights. It's Avery's Ship...

Samuel Drake: (laughs) The Fancy.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, attacking the Gunsway.

Samuel Drake: It's how it all started. Nathan, this is— this is the story of the founding of Libertalia.

Nathan Drake: Lots of supplies in here. Tools, seeds...

Samuel Drake: Ah, provisions... probably past their sell-by date.

Nathan Drake: Sam, check out this diorama.

Samuel Drake: Uh, that looks like a city street. You think they actually built all this stuff?

Nathan Drake: these guys... I don't know anymore. It's really well made.

Samuel Drake: So what the hell was this place?

Nathan Drake: A staging ground of some kind.

Samuel Drake: Oh my God, it's where they planned Libertalia...

Nathan Drake: Question still stands... did they actually go through with it?

Samuel Drake: Pfft, I mean, they must have. Look at all this. You don't commit your entire life to something just to walk away from it at the end.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, well things don't always go as planned. Hmm.

Samuel Drake: Here we go...

Nathan Drake: Ah, crap. Mechanism's busted or something.

Samuel Drake: Oh no no no— one way or another we're getting in there. Let's just lift it together, all right?

Nathan Drake: Okay. Okay, let's do this. Oh God, this is heavy!

Samuel Drake: Just think about all that treasure. rust thinking about my back. Mostly just thinking about my back. Shit. Whoa.

Samuel Drake: Looks like we've got another trial.

Nathan Drake: It sure looks like it. Let's see that these do. Whoa. Okay.

Samuel Drake: Some impressive engineering here. Yeah, nothing.

Nathan Drake: The symbols on the spheres don't match the ones in the light.

Nathan Drake: Ah, they turn the symbols.

Samuel Drake: That’ll help.

Samuel Drake: Let's just finish what we started, huh?

Nathan Drake: There we go. What’s that?

Samuel Drake: Whoa, look.

Nathan Drake: Statues.

Samuel Drake: Pirate captains. There's Bonny... Baldridge... Yazid-al-Basra. I can't remember that guy's name.

Nathan Drake: Who was this Al-Basra character?

Samuel Drake: He was a Mughal, one of the soldiers on the Gunsway.

Nathan Drake: What's he doing teaming up with Avery?

Samuel Drake: Stories have it he was taken to be executed, but he got free during the battle and blew up the Gunsway’s gunpowder cache.

Nathan Drake: Oh, so grateful Avery brought along?

Samuel Drake: Exactly.

Nathan Drake: What about that other guy?

Samuel Drake: Heard he started as a nobody, but became a fearsome swordsman. Well, here you go. Now you just gotta get 'em into the lights.

Nathan Drake: Got it!

Samuel Drake: Here we go again...

Nathan Drake: Who've we got?

Samuel Drake: Let's see... Joseph Farrell, William Mayes, Tanriq bin Malik, and... Christopher Condent.

Nathan Drake: Eight out of twelve. Hey, look. The symbols on this ring are constantly rotating. Devious.

Nathan Drake: That bin Malik guy looks Moorish.

Samuel Drake: Ah yeah, that he is.

Nathan Drake: What's he doing so far from the Barbary Coast?

Samuel Drake: Pfft. Same as us... coming to where the action is.

Nathan Drake: Okay... gotta track how far off they are when they're in the light. (laughs)

Samuel Drake: I think you got it! (laughs) And the last of our crew... Richard Want, Edward England, and Thomas Tew.

Nathan Drake: Sam, look. Guess that's where we're going.

Samuel Drake: Whoa— whoa— wait a minute. That's only eleven pirates.

Nathan Drake: We're missing our star pirate.

Samuel Drake: Uh-huh. It’s kinda weird.

Nathan Drake: Well, let's see. Okay, where to now?

Samuel Drake: Holy shit...

Nathan Drake: There's your missing Avery statue.

Samuel Drake: You know. I'm starting to get the feeling that our friend was a bit of a narcissist.

Nathan Drake: Ya think?

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) Let's go see what he's got in store for us. Ooo, that's a that's a long way down. So, Nathan... and be honest with me... how does this stack up? You know, compared to your other adventures?

Nathan Drake: Ask me again when we finish. Don't snap, don't snap, don't snap...! Ha! Didn't snap... sweet. Boat's down there.

Samuel Drake: After you, captain. Whoah! Okay... island with monstrous Avery statue is to the right. m so excited my ha— my hands are literal shaking.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. I know the feeling.

Samuel Drake: Either that, or I— I need another cigarette. Maybe a little bit of both. Looks like he's got a spyglass... but he's not really looking through it.

Nathan Drake: Maybe he wants us to look through it.

Samuel Drake: Treasure Island, eat your heart out.

Nathan Drake: Hey, C'mon... Sam...

Samuel Drake: Oh, no. No, you do the honors. I insist, c'mon. Alley-oop!

Nathan Drake: All right, Captain. What are we looking at? There.

Samuel Drake: So...? Big, skull-shaped island? What?

Nathan Drake: Big island. No skull.

Samuel Drake: That's gotta be it.

Nathan Drake: That's optimistic, considering everything.

Samuel Drake: You know, it is just us here. You're allowed to feel just a little bit of excitement over this.

Nathan Drake: I'll get excited when we get Alcazar's noose off your neck. C'mon.

Samuel Drake: Okay.

Nathan Drake: What?

Samuel Drake: I said okay.

Nathan Drake: No, no, no. Your “okays” are never just okay. It usually means the opposite of okay.

Samuel Drake: Whoa, whoa...

Nathan Drake: Is that our boy Rafe?

Samuel Drake: Who the hell else?

Nathan Drake: Ah, shit.

Samuel Drake: Nathan! They're gaining on us! Oh, shit! Nathan!

(There is a scene from the beginning of the game.)

Nathan Drake: Sam!

Samuel Drake: Head straight to the island! Watch it, watch it!

Nathan Drake: Oh, shit!

Samuel Drake: Nathan!

Chapter 13: Marooned

(Nate appears on an island.)

Nathan Drake: All right... c'mon, Nate. I gotta get off this beach. Sam! Sam, can you hear me? Maybe farther up shore. All right, first things first— get to higher ground. First rule, Higher ground. Find out where you are. Sam, c'mon answer me! Whoa Ah, shit. All right. Ah, Sam god damn it. Sam! Sam, are you there? Oh thank God, our supply box. Oh, for God's— Of course. Everything's gone. Wait, maybe that's a good sign. Maybe Sam took it. Well, on the bright side, can't lose anything else... besides my life. Talking to myself, that's— that's the first sign of... being crazy. Okay. I'm all right... I'm all right. Just push through... Just push through it. Whoa! No, no, no, no! C'mon. Oh, to hell with this place. Ah, damn it. Gotta keep going, gotta keep going. Aaaah! Come on. Aaaahhhh! S... Sic parvis magna. Sam... C’mon... Where are you? Crap. (sighs) Gotta get to that... creepy mountain. Just stay put, Sam... I'm coming to you. No— no! Come on, come on. Ah! No! No, no, no! Okay... All right... All right... Up we go. (laughs) That's a... that's a long way... long way down. Whoa! Rafe. Ah, damn it... What if your back, Sam. Now what? That should hold... let's hope. Whoa... Huh. Where to now? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Jesus. Oooh! Aaah! That's refreshing. Oh, hey. Seen anyone come by here? Tall... lanky... filled with big, stupid ideas about pirate treasure? (to some skeleton) Bad luck, huh? (reads a note)

March 20, 1808

Burnes this morning as we were making preparations to leave the caves.

Our crew and food stores diminished, I demanded we return home so that we might return with more men, more supplies. Burnes laughed - laughed! - and repeated his mantra: the treasure is within our reach.

I held firm: even if we were to find Avery's stash, with one ship remaining we shall barely have enough room for ourselves on the return voyage, let alone any Hindoo gold. I turned to First Mate Hayes for affirmation, but he backed away as though I had the Plague.

Now Burnes approached me, a smile on his face, urging me to consider the good of the expedition, that I not foment dissent among the crew. The threat behind his words was plain - I suggested that perhaps I needed rest and retired to my camp.

To hell with these fools. I have no intention of dying here, my only legacy words in that man's book. If Burnes believes this place to be Libertalia - if he wishes to go on - then he and the others shall go on without me. I shall break from this group at first light. Let us see how they fare with no navigator.

Nathan Drake: Agh... Poor bastards. Were you trying to climb up there? In those boots? (he takes a pylon from a skeleton) Pretty sure you don't need this. Yeah. That’s working. Almost there. Okay... Oh, shit.

Mercenary 1: Oi, oi! (Hey, hey!) You got a target?

Mercenary 2: Saw something, maybe... movement along the treeline.

Mercenary 1: Well, that's thick jungle over there, hey. It's all moving. I don't see anything.

Mercenary 2: Damn it. All right, everyone, false alarm! But keep an eye out! Let's go.

Mercenary 3: So which one of them did they spot?

Mercenary 4: The older brother. He shot a couple of our men and run off.

Mercenary 3: You think the other one's alive?

Mercenary 4: Until we find a body, I'm going to go with yeah.

Mercenary 3: How'd they survive that wreck?

Mercenary 4: They keep getting lucky.

Mercenary 3: Well, luck eventually runs out.

Mercenary 4: We'll see.

Nathan Drake: Oh no. Whew. Oh, jeez. Perfect. Holy shit. Ah damn. Ah, don't, don't, don't, don't. Oh shit. Oh no. Whoa... geez. Uh-oh. Uh. Okay. Where to? (find a note) What's this?

To whoever finds this note, know that Jonathan Burnes, erstwhile leader and financier of our expedition, has murdered me - and others - for want of Avery's treasure.

He worked the crew to the point of exhaustion, promising them glory but bringing them illness and starvation. He bound a man to a mast and left him to die. And then I witnessed the bastard push our navigator to his doom for daring to speak his mind.

He found me making preparations to leave for home and confronted me - I brandished my pistol and informed him I was returning to England, where I would inform the world of his deeds. And when I turned away, the blackguard shot me in the back and fled into the jungle, I returned fire, but I am not certain if the bullets hit their mark.

My time grows short and my hand weak. In the absence of Earth-bound Justice, I beseech you: pray to God above that Burnes pays for his treachery.

Signed,

Walter Hayes

The First Mate of the Suffolk

March 23, 1808

Nathan Drake: Wow... that is pretty dark. Seems like Burnes's crew had about as much luck as me with this treasure. Ah, you gotta be kidding me. Ah... Oh no. No! No, no! Holy shit.

(He find Sam.)

Samuel Drake: I nearly shot your head off.

Nathan Drake: Sam... You're okay.

Samuel Drake: Yeah. Nothing I can't walk away from. It's good to see you're alive, little brother. C’mon. We got a treasure to find.

Nathan Drake: Hold up, man, I mean— What are we doing?

Samuel Drake: What do you mean?

Nathan Drake: I mean our supplies are at the bottom of the Indian Ocean.

Samuel Drake: Okay, so we go steal some from Nadine's army.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, and there's that... We're going up against an army!

Samuel Drake: We've been holding our own so far.

Nathan Drake: While being marooned in the middle of nowhere.

Samuel Drake: We were flying to get here, remember?

Nathan Drake: When we had an escape plan. Okay. Just hear me out— crazy suggestion... let's go down there and at least secure one of Rafe's boats?

Samuel Drake: The boats can wait. You want to know what we're doing here? We are buying my life back. Okay. And we're doing that by stepping into that jungle and finding Libertalia.

Nathan Drake: Have you even seen any signs of a massive pirate colony? 'Cause I sure the hell haven't.

Samuel Drake: You're a little late to start developing doubts, don'tcha think?

Nathan Drake: Look— an we at least acknowledge the chance that maybe Avery's idea for a secret pirate utopia didn't pan out? And maybe we're just swept up in this fantasy, when instead we should be looking for a real way to save you?

Samuel Drake: I'm gonna scour this island inch by inch if I have to— until I find that treasure. Now, if you’re confused about what you're doing here... then you can go home, Nathan.

Nathan Drake: Wait, wait, wait. I can go home? Are you kidding me? Do you have any idea what I put on the line to get you here?

Samuel Drake: How about what I put on the line? Okay? The last fifteen years of my life—

Nathan Drake: Oh, C'mon. This has nothing to do with that!

Samuel Drake: It is everything to do with that. What?

Nathan Drake: (find Avery’s sigil) Holy crap.

Samuel Drake: You still wanna go home?

Nathan Drake: Let's just see what else we can find.

Samuel Drake: This way.

Nathan Drake: I'll be damned.

Samuel Drake: Off to a good start.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Let's just hope the rest of it isn't buried under centuries of dirt and rock.

Samuel Drake: Glass half full, if you please. Nathan, this way.

Nathan Drake: Sam. Up here.

Samuel Drake: I'm coming.

Nathan Drake: No one's home.

Samuel Drake: This place has seen better days, huh?

Nathan Drake: Sam, this way. Agh... Yeah, that‘s not happening.

Samuel Drake: Hey, Nathan. Think there’s a way through here. Nathan, it's this way.

Samuel Drake: Ahh. Feels good to stretch out again.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, gin said it. Hey, there's a way out.

Samuel Drake: Ah... It's too high, even for a boost... let's find something to stand on.

Nathan Drake: There's a crate. I got an idea. Here we go. Heads up!

Samuel Drake: Alright, we’re in business. (chuckles) You're gonna wanna see this.

Nathan Drake: Whoa.

Samuel Drake: What do you see?

Nathan Drake: No houses. Wide street. Clearly a commercial district of some kind.

Samuel Drake: Yes... thank you for that, Nathan. C'mon. What do you see?

Nathan Drake: You just wanna hear me say it, don't you?

Samuel Drake: Really want to hear you say it.

Nathan Drake: All right. Libertalia.

Samuel Drake: (laughs) Libertalia! The long-lost, legendary pirate utopia. Discovered, after three hundred years, by one Samuel Drake.

Nathan Drake: And...

Samuel Drake: And... and his younger slightly less charming brother who happened to be tagging along for the ride. You know, I always knew you'd make something of yourself one day.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, just so you know, it's not my first lost city.

Samuel Drake: Shhh. Shh. Just... Enjoy the moment. So where do you want to start?

Nathan Drake: How about that building right over there.

Samuel Drake: Oh, you mean the one with the massive guard tower?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. I say we go see what it was guarding.

Samuel Drake: Works for me. This is— I mean— I'm speechless. Holy Goddamn shit, Nathan!

Chapter 14: Join Me in Paradise

Nathan Drake: That's your idea of speechless?

Samuel Drake: God. How long do you think it took to build this place?

Nathan Drake: Years. Decades, even. How the hell did they keep it a secret all that time? (find a letter) This letter's still legible.

Father -

You no doubt heard my vessel was destroyed by an East Indianman ship. If you grieved for me, I beg your forgiveness, but I needed the world to believe me dead.

Not only is your son alive and well, you shall be happy to hear I have resigned my Captaincy. I no longer make my fortunes as a thief, instead, my stalwart crew of buccaneers and I have joined with other like-minded souls to further the cause of Liberty.

We are founding a colony where every man is considered equal and free to do as they wish. To that end, I have chosen to work the fields and livestock - which I imagine would amuse you to no end - but it brings me satisfaction the likes of which I never found back home.

For now, our location must remain secret. But I hope one day you can come here and see what we have accomplished: a society free from the unjust subjection you have grown to accept.

Christopher

Nathan Drake: Hey, Sam, check it out. It like a pirate code a conduct.

Samuel Drake: Hmm... thought the whole point of this place was not having rules?

Nathan Drake: Even pirate ships had their own rules. Locked, of course. Captain Avery. Was wondering when you’d turn up. Guess even a pirate utopia needs a place to lock up riff-raff.

Samuel Drake: Can you imagine who pirates put in prison? That's a little hypocritical don't you think? Pirates having a jail?

Nathan Drake: Well, I guess every group has its assholes. What's this symbol?

Samuel Drake: I saw a few of them when I was coming to find you.

Nathan Drake: So who's marking these places? Is that another sigil?

Samuel Drake: No. Not that I know of...

Nathan Drake: Maybe invaders? I mean, I'm sure these guys had plenty of enemies out there.

Samuel Drake: Pshh... That's a good point.

Nathan Drake: This way follow me.

Samuel Drake: Looks like there's a tunnel through here.

Nathan Drake: Hey Sam. C'mere. This looks promising.

Samuel Drake: Right behind you.

Nathan Drake: Looks like a hideout of some kind.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, but who would they be hiding out from? Themselves?

Nathan Drake: Look at this. Looks like the layout of the commercial district.

Samuel Drake: Yeah and... Boom here's our treasury right there. See, there's the tower.

Nathan Drake: What were these guys up to? That's our way out of here. I see some light down below... Shhh shhh. Look.

Mercenary: There’s more building this way.

Samuel Drake: Ah hell. Shoreline.

Mercenary: Jislaaik... It was a whole city, man.

Nathan Drake: I don't think they've seen us yet.

Samuel Drake: Let's keep it that way.

Nathan Drake: All right. Keep your head down.

Mercenary: Did anyone get word to Nadine?

Samuel Drake: Just about to tell you the same thing.

Mercenary: Ja, they're on their way just now.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, yeah.

Mercenary 1: So where do we go from here?

Mercenary 2: I'm not the treasure hunter. Let's keep the area secure 'til he gets here.

Nathan Drake: Okay.

Samuel Drake: They're on us! Nathan, watch out! Jesus! Nice shot! Take cover! Good shot!

Mercenary: Anyone see them?

Nathan Drake: Ah crap. More Shoreliners.

Mercenary 1: Not yet. Maybe our boys fixed 'em up already?

Mercenary 2: They would've called it in, I don't like this.

Mercenary 1: Keep your cool and keep your eyes open.

Samuel Drake: Look out, armored guy. All right, you got him! I got one!

Nathan Drake: You see any more? Or we clear?

Samuel Drake: I think we're clear.

Nathan Drake: You all right?

Samuel Drake: Yeah. Just a little winded. Nathan. Got s’more friends up ahead.

Mercenary 1: Eina! (Ouch!) Eish, this whole place is falling apart.

Mercenary 2: Pasop (Be careful), man. You could see the whole building over the edge.

Mercenary 1: Hey, you ever done anything like this?

Mercenary 1: Nah. Overthrown a couple of governments, looted, villages—but this... this is something else.

Mercenary 3: Any news on Nadine?

Mercenary 4: Yeah, some bridge collapsed. They're having to drive around the river— they'll be here soon.

Samuel Drake: Heads up, on your left.

Mercenary: Okay gents stay sharp. Let's keep this job nice and tidy for the Boss lady.

Samuel Drake: Bad guy over there. Nathan, they've seen us! Shotgun! Watch it! Find some cover!

Nathan Drake: Whoa, shit. That’s it.

Samuel Drake: For now. We just better keep moving.

Nathan Drake: Over here. C'mon, ready?

Samuel Drake: Ready. Okay. All right.

Nathan Drake: Thanks.

Samuel Drake: Careful... it’s a long way down.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, I see it. Oh crap! Whoo. Watch that first step.

Samuel Drake: It's a doozy.

Nathan Drake: Yeah...

Samuel Drake: Ah, ladder's busted in the middle.

Nathan Drake:.We'll make do. Keep heading up. How you doing back there?

Samuel Drake: It's a hell of a view.

Nathan Drake: Almost there, Sam!

Samuel Drake: Okay... now that?

Nathan Drake: Trust me and follow my lead. Okay?

Samuel Drake: So, do all of that then?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Something like that. (whistles) We're definitely in the high-rent district now.

Samuel Drake: Not residential, though. What do you think? Some kind of administration building?

Nathan Drake: Probably. Maybe Libertalia had a zoning committee?

Samuel Drake: Yeah... maybe they paid taxes?

Nathan Drake: Who knows? Nothing up here...

Nathan Drake: Holy crap.

Samuel Drake: Well; I see our missing colonists.

Nathan Drake: Jesus. Cannons... improvised barricades... What the hell happened here?

Samuel Drake: Some kind of battle.

Nathan Drake: It’s a a rhetorical question.

Samuel Drake: (sighs)

Nathan Drake: The real question is: who's fighting who? And why?

Samuel Drake: Some of these bodies are dressed a bit more fancy. Look like soldiers.

Nathan Drake: Man... this is impressive.

Samuel Drake: Ah, to say the least.

Nathan Drake: And here... we... go.

Samuel Drake: Or not. You wanna give me a hand?

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Samuel Drake: It's empty.

Nathan Drake: ‘Course it is.

Samuel Drake: (sighs) You think Rafe?

Nathan Drake: No. Nothing's been touche in here for hundreds of years.

Samuel Drake: Right... Well... search for clues?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Search for clues.

Chapter 15: The Thieves of Libertalia

Nathan Drake: (search a driver) Empty. (looking at portrait) “Thief”. What’s this? Old manifest. Lots of treasure. (looking at statue) Captain Avery... You've certainly seen better days. Nah. Hello. Huh. (find a note) Another one. Is this what was on the shelves?

Samuel Drake: Wait a sec. Nathan! Over here.

Nathan Drake: What’d you got?

Samuel Drake: Libertalia money.

Nathan Drake: This has Avery's sigil on it...

Samuel Drake: Um-hm.

Nathan Drake: He must-have melted down the old, minted his own currency...

Samuel Drake: So based on that, all the manifests on the shelves... the treasure was here. That leaves the bigger question— where is it now?

Samuel Drake: Okay... so we know that there was fighting outside.

Nathan Drake: Yeah and inside.

Samuel Drake: What, you think the colonists stole it.

Nathan Drake: No... I think they were trying to reclaim what was theirs. Look. Here's Avery, Tew... Founders of Libertalia. All marked with the word “thief”. Not “murderer”, not “tyrant”.

Samuel Drake: “Thief”. So by the time the colonists busted in here... treasure was already gone.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, because these guys had already taken it for themselves. Pirates will be pirates, right?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, pirates will be pirates. Huh. I know where they moved it.

Nathan Drake: Where? It's a map.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, right there... that's our treasury...

Nathan Drake: This— it's a map of Libertalia...

Samuel Drake: Right, so follow it to the other side of the island and look... right there.

Nathan Drake: "New Devon”. Wait. Avery was from Devon, England.

Samuel Drake: He sure was. Man, those are some seriously large mansions.

Nathan Drake: Each of them has its own sigil too.

Samuel Drake: Because that's where they lived. (laughs)

Nathan Drake: (laughs) Whaddaya say we uh— climb that watch tower huh? Get our bearings?

Samuel Drake: New Devon here we come.

Nathan Drake: Now... how do we get up there?

Samuel Drake: Okay, ready? Okay, that's step one. Step two...

Nathan Drake: Raise the chandelier. Good idea.

Samuel Drake: Ha. You sound surprised.

Nathan Drake: Just take the compliment.

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) Thank you. All right. Now the place is looking classy.

Nathan Drake: Let's get up there.

Samuel Drake: Oh, nice one, Tarzan.

Nathan Drake: Oh, sorry, Condent.

Samuel Drake: Baldridge.

Nathan Drake: What?

Samuel Drake: You're stepping on Baldridge.

Nathan Drake: Oh. So I am. All right, up we go.

Samuel Drake: I'm really shocked the stairs are intact.

Nathan Drake: Hey, hey, hey. Don't jinx us.

Samuel Drake: Whoops. Spoke too soon.

Nathan Drake: Like I said.

Samuel Drake: Nathan, you seeing this tower?

Nathan Drake: Sure am.

Nathan Drake: Hey Sam?

Samuel Drake: Yeah?

Nathan Drake: All right. Just making sure you haven't plummeted to your death.

Samuel Drake: Ha ha. Just about there!

Nathan Drake: Huh. He sure is excited. Need a lift?

Samuel Drake: I'd love a lift.

Nathan Drake: C'mon, ready?

Samuel Drake: Ready. All right. Found something. Hey, stand back! Here... you... go.

Nathan Drake: Whoa. Quite the crow's nest, huh?

Samuel Drake: There it is. Just on the other side of the river.

Nathan Drake: Well, whaddya say we go... rob from the rich, huh? Hey, is there a path down here?

Samuel Drake: Ah, of sorts. C’mon. So, how long you figure it'll take us to get to New Devon?

Nathan Drake: Well, couple hours. Depends on what or who we bump into along the way.

Samuel Drake: Ah, shit! Nathan! RPG!

Nathan Drake: Ah! Shit! You all right?

Samuel Drake: Yeah! Come on! Through these windows!

Nathan Drake: Ahh! Sam, lookout! Move!

Samuel Drake: Jesus!

Nathan Drake: Whoa! These guys love blowing shit up, don’t they?!

Samuel Drake: Nathan! Down here!

Nathan Drake: I'm coming!

Samuel Drake: I'm down here! Come on!

Nathan Drake: Ah, God damn it.

Samuel Drake: Look out!

Nathan Drake: Whoa shit! Jesus, that was close.

Samuel Drake: Something tells me they've had enough of us.

Nathan Drake: Really? What gives you that idea?

Samuel Drake: Down here, quick! Get up, brother, we gotta go! We gotta go! Now! Oh! Oh shit!

Nathan Drake: Don't wait, just go!

Samuel Drake: Oh... God!

Nathan Drake: Shit, shit, shit! Assholes.

Samuel Drake: Come on! Up here! Climb up the rope!

Nathan Drake: Ah, great.

Samuel Drake: C'mon! C’mon! Oh, what the hell?!

Nathan Drake: Run! Ahh— !

Samuel Drake: Quick! Whooaa! Don't stop. Don't slow down. Don't stop. Don't slow down!

Nathan Drake: Jump!

Samuel Drake: Nate. There. Whoa.

Nathan Drake: Ah, this is nuts. Run!

Samuel Drake: Keep running! Don't stop! Grenade! Damn it.

Nathan Drake: Oh no! Aaahhh!

Samuel Drake: Nathan!

Nathan Drake: Oh, I'm gonna feel this in the morning.

Samuel Drake: Asshole!

Nathan Drake: Kick his ass, Sam. Shit. All right... let's try this again. Okay, wait, wait. Hey Nadine. Great to see you again. Ow! Okay, Mango! Mango!

Nadine Ross: What are you on about...?

Nathan Drake: Ow, well it's my safe word.

Nadine Ross: Hm. Are you always this clever?

Nathan Drake: I have my moments.

Nadine Ross: Yes. You and your brother have proven yourselves the more capable treasure hunters on the island. Shame we're not on the same side.

Nathan Drake: Wait there's... there's still time.

Nadine Ross: Trust a Drake? Hm. I'm not falling for that again.

Nathan Drake: Hey, hey, iust— just let's just talk about this.

Nathan Drake: Okay, that was a... bit rougher than expected. I'll just ah... see myself out.

Nadine Ross: After everything... you think I’m just going to let you walk away?

Samuel Drake: That'd be the wise thing to do.

Nathan Drake: Oh come on Nadine, really?

Nathan Drake: We know you're a bad-ass and all, but... there's two of us.

Nadine Ross: You don't think my men are on their way here right now? All I have to do is buy some time. That's if I don't finish you myself.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) God damn it.

Samuel Drake: Go!

Nadine Ross: I'm tired of this island! Tired of your brother! And I'm tired of you!

Samuel Drake: Ah, no you don't!

Nadine Ross: Get off!

Nathan Drake: Agh. Ah, how does she do that?

Samuel Drake: C'mon!

Samuel Drake: Nathan!

Nathan Drake: Can we just talk about this?

Nadine Ross: I don't think so.

Samuel Drake: Now— now hold on!

Nadine Ross: No!

Nadine Ross: Oh no you don't...

Nathan Drake: Ah. Hang in there Sam. I'm coming.

Nadine Ross: How many men I've lost? Of course not. It's all just a game to you.

Nathan Drake: Almost there, Sam. Nadine!

Samuel Drake: (aiming a gun at her) You're fast... but you're not that fast.

Nathan Drake: Hey forget about her. We gotta get out of here before they— (Rafe appears. Sam takes Nadine hostage) Shit. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Everybody just... Just calm down, okay?

Rafe Adler: Well, this is interesting. Nate. Samuel.

Samuel Drake: Put your guns down! All of you.

Rafe Adler: No.

Nadine Ross: Rafe, this guy's on edge.

Rafe Adler: Oh, don't worry about him, Nadine. These guys don't kill anyone in cold blood. It's just not their style.

Samuel Drake: You willing to bet her life on that?

Rafe Adler: Go ahead then. Shoot her.

Nathan Drake: Sam!

Nadine Ross: I die you both die.

Samuel Drake: So be it. Not another step!

Rafe Adler: You mean... like this?

Nathan Drake: Sam... put the gun down.

Samuel Drake: I warned you.

Rafe Adler: Do it.

(Sam shoots but Nate takes his gun.)

Nadine Ross: Rafe!

Nathan Drake: It’s done!

Rafe Adler: Hold your fire! Don’t shoot! (to NatePut it down?

Nathan Drake: It's done. Okay? It's done.

Nadine Ross: “Don’t worry Nadine. It's not their style.”

Rafe Adler: What can I say? I didn’t think he hid it in him. Samuel. You okay? I guess you knew this moment was coming, huh? (hits him)

Nathan Drake: Hey! C'mon, man. You got got us. Take it easy. C'mon now, you're a businessman. Let's just... work it out a deal.

Rafe Adler: Oh, a deal. Oh yeah, I'd love to hear what you have in mind. (hits Sam again) Oh, you can go ahead. I’m listening.

Nathan Drake: All right, just... all right... look, you wanna find Avery's treasure? We'll help you find it.

Rafe Adler: And in exchange, I let you live?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. That... and a small cut...

Rafe Adler: (laughs) The gauchos on this guy.

Nathan Drake: Just enough to get his freedom, okay?

Rafe Adler: His freedom?

Samuel Drake: Nathan—

Nathan Drake: Yeah. He did hard time. Our time. And he guy who broke him out, Hector Alcazar... he owes’ him a lot of money.

Rafe Adler: Whoa. What the hell are you talking about, Nate? Hector Alcazar died in a shootout in Argentina like six months ago. I’m the one that got Samuel out.

Nathan Drake: What— ?

Rafe Adler: Ohhhhh. Wow. What did he tell you? Sam, what kind of story did you cook up? Alcazar? Really? You lied? You lied to your baby brother?

Nadine Ross: We're wasting time.

Rafe Adler: Just a second. (sighs) Thing is, Nate; I never stopped looking for Avery's treasure. I just kept running into these dead ends. (laughs) You know? And then I hear that our dear ol' Samuel Drake, an authority on Avery— is alive and somewhat well. There was no breakout. I bribed the prison warden and your brother waltzed right out the front gate., he just He spent the last two years tracking down the second St. Dismas Cross. And you know what? He did It all with me.

Nathan Drake: No.

Rafe Adler: Oh yeah.

Nathan Drake: No, that's bullshit.

Rafe Adler: Oh Sam? Care to refute?

Samuel Drake: Nate...

Nathan Drake: Aw, Sam... Ah, Jesus no, no...

Samuel Drake: Listen, Avery's treasure was ours... It was always ours.

Nathan Drake: No! I left my life for you!

Rafe Adler: (laughs) Hey look, look, Nate, if it's any consolation, he duped me too. He pulled Houdini on me. He brought you... and that old man back into the mix. And I cannot lie, Sam, that really... pissed me off. But you know... all behind us now.

Samuel Drake: You don't deserve it.

Rafe Adler: You do? Last I checked we're all a bunch of thieves... digging around where we shouldn't.

Nadine Ross: Rafe?

Rafe Adler: What?

Nadine Ross: One way or another end it. Or I will.

Rafe Adler: Well, you heard the lady.

Nathan Drake: Hey, you miss one clue and you can kiss that treasure goodbye. You said it yourself: you keep running into dead ends. Why don’t you face it, Rafe. You need us.

Rafe Adler: Yeah, you're right. You're half right. I just need Sam.

Nathan Drake: Wait now, you're making a mistake, you got—

Samuel Drake: Rafe, don't! Rafe, don't, don't, listen I—

(Rafe shoots at him, but Sam takes the bullet. Nate fall of cliff into the sea.)

Samuel Drake: Nathan!

Elena Fisher: Oh... Oh my God. Nate. Hey. Nate! Nate!

(We switch back into Nate’s past. He and his brother ride up a motorcycle to a mansion in which their late mother's things are kept.)

Samuel Drake: Well... there it is.

Nathan Drake: Who the hell lives here, anyway?

Samuel Drake: I have no idea. But this is definitely the address. Been scoping the place out for the past few days. No one's home.

Samuel Drake: (sighs) And here we are.

Nathan Drake: Whoa... This place is humongous.

Samuel Drake: (laughs)

Chapter 16: The Brothers Drake

Nathan Drake: Where do we even start?

Samuel Drake: Eh well, we start by finding a way in. And then we can take the grand tour.

Nathan Drake: You think this place has an alarm?

Samuel Drake: Let's try and find a way in that doesn't involve breaking a window. See? What'd I tell you?

Nathan Drake: Well, it was worth a try.

Samuel Drake: I'm pretty sure the front door will be locked.

Nathan Drake: Jeez... what do you think a place like this costs?

Samuel Drake: I think knowing the answer would make you sad. All right. Let's look around back, huh? Hey, Nathan— look. It's an open window.

Nathan Drake: Oh yeah.

Samuel Drake: Here, follow me. Okay, gimme your hand. All right. There you go. C'mon, Nathan. Whoa.

Nathan Drake: Whoa.

Samuel Drake: Huh.

Nathan Drake: Whoa.

Samuel Drake: Huh.

Nathan Drake: Spooky.

Samuel Drake: Yeah. Well, here. I brought a spare.

Nathan Drake: So, are we looking for any particular room?

Samuel Drake: Just keep an eye out for any books, journals, any kind of research papers, you know?

Nathan Drake: Hmm, nothing in here. (sighs) Nope.

Samuel Drake: Eh, it's not going to be in this attic. Boxes are filled with old traveling and camping equipment. Down we go.

Nathan Drake: So, how do we find them?

Samuel Drake: What, Mom's notebooks? I mean, don't you remember? She always used that off-white leather binding.

Nathan Drake: Here we go. White leather.

Samuel Drake: I think I found one.

Samuel Drake: For real?

Samuel Drake: You got the right idea, though. Let's keep looking.

Nathan Drake: Was this your house?

Samuel Drake: Hey, these boxes remind you of anything?

Nathan Drake: Every place we ever lived?

Samuel Drake: Exactly.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) I remember Dad always being like,Why bother unpacking? We're just gonna move again in a month."

Samuel Drake: Yep. Always the asshole.

Nathan Drake: Hey Sam... call me crazy but This looks like a Ming Dynasty vase.

Samuel Drake: Nathan, who in their right mind would have a Ming Dynasty vase just sitting around like that? Nah... it's probably a knock off of some kind.

Nathan Drake: Agh— It won't budge.

Samuel Drake: Here. Let's do it together. You ready? Push. What the hell?

Nathan Drake: Whoa. It's... some sort of sarcophagus.

Samuel Drake: Yeah... look around... This whole place is filled with sarcophaguses er... sarcophagi.

Nathan Drake: Hmm. Sam... this is real.

Samuel Drake: What is this place? Let's go find out.

Nathan Drake: Huh, this one's Roman... third... maybe fourth century. Hmmmm.

Samuel Drake: Hey, you recognize that one?

Nathan Drake: Uh... I... I've seen something like it before.

Samuel Drake: Reclining figures... It's Etruscan.

Nathan Drake: Ah... that's right.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, husband and wife... buried together. It's kind of dark... in like an awesome sort of way.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Yeah.

Samuel Drake: This place is like a damn museum.

Nathan Drake: (laughs) Think they've got a dinosaur wing?

Samuel Drake: Wouldn't surprise me.

Nathan Drake: Here's another one... (sighs) Nope.

Samuel Drake: I do believe this is an ancient Mesopotamian washer/dryer combo.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: (laughs) I was the funny one. Always was. Hey, Nathan, check me out. Now who am I? Huh? Dr. Livingston, c'mon. (laughs)

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Nice. Man... what I wouldn't give to get ite like .

Samuel Drake: So, where are we going?

Nathan Drake: Huh?

Samuel Drake: Well, if you could go anywhere in the world. Where would you pick?

Nathan Drake: Anywhere?

Samuel Drake: Anywhere.

Nathan Drake: Okay, well... Here we go... India.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, we'll visit the Taj Mahal.

Nathan Drake: Round and round she goes... Soviet Union. Let's go to Moscow.

Samuel Drake: Yeah might be a tad difficult to get in. Always wanted to see the Red Square though.

Nathan Drake: Let's try again... England. (sighs) Sure would be cool to see Windsor Castle... Right, Sam?

Samuel Drake: Hey. Hey, don't look at me. It's not my fault you weren't’ born yet. It's not like I remember much of it anyways And... It wasn't that cool.

Nathan Drake: Uh huh... Okay... one last spin. Brazil.

Samuel Drake: He w you're talking! All kinds of undiscovered places in the rain forest.

Nathan Drake: And all kinds of undiscovered tribes with poison darts.

Samuel Drake: Yeah... that too.

Nathan Drake: Hey, check it out!

Samuel Drake: (laughs) Hail, Caesar!

Nathan Drake: Fertility totems.

Samuel Drake: Hey, aren't you a little young to be looking at that stuff?

Nathan Drake: Wow. This table's as big as the ones in the orphanage dining hall.

Samuel Drake: I bet the food here was better.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Wouldn't take much.

Samuel Drake: Damn, they must've thrown some great parties in here.

Nathan Drake: Judging by the artifacts... they certainly had enough money for it.

Samuel Drake: Yeah. Looks like it's been a long time since the last one, though.

Nathan Drake: Woah... Lawrence of Arabia. Jousting armor. Looks French.

Samuel Drake: Hey, maybe don’t go waving your flashlight around the windows too much?

Nathan Drake: Hmm. It's locked.

Samuel Drake: Mom's stuff might be in one of these rooms... we gotta find another way in. Hey... the air vent. Up there!

Nathan Drake: Oh yeah... That could get us into the room below it.

Samuel Drake: Not us. You.

Nathan Drake: What?

Samuel Drake: I... I can't fit in there. Can you handle it?

Nathan Drake: You kidding me? “Can I handle it?”

Samuel Drake: All right. Let's see what you got then. Is that a latter? Heh. Nice— liven up the place.

Nathan Drake: What’s left of it. Someone wanted to buy their stuff...

Samuel Drake: 'Scuse me, I am a man of many tastes.

Nathan Drake: Guess they said no.

Samuel Drake: All right, you ready? Oh, whoops.

Nathan Drake: It's a Polaroid.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, lemme see. I think it still works. C'mere. Now smile, all right?

Nathan Drake: (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) (give Nate a picture) Don't lose it.

Samuel Drake: Okay— up here.

Nathan Drake: A dragon gong. Huh. Looks like it's from Southeast Asia.

Samuel Drake: Nice.

Nathan Drake: Going it alone. Look at these. Compass, sundial...

Samuel Drake: Just imagine being lost at sea, and those instruments are the only thing standing between death and salvation.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. It's crazy. Hey, they've got your favorite book here.

Samuel Drake: Really? Which one?

Nathan Drake: “A General History of the Robberies and Murders of the Most Notorious Pirates.”

Samuel Drake: (scoffs) Mare like"a generally made-up history." Even the author’s name is a fake.

Samuel Drake: Hey, don't fall.

Nathan Drake: There.

Samuel Drake: I'll see ya on the other side.

Nathan Drake: Okay. It's a good thing I'm not claustrophobic.

Nathan Drake: All right...

Samuel Drake: Can you get the door open?

Nathan Drake: Uh... hold on. Huh. Codine. Lots of painkillers. (sighs) It's locked from this side too.

Samuel Drake: Look around is there a key nearby?

(Nate finds a note.)

Evelyn,

I was hoping I wouldn't have to write this letter. I was hoping our last conversation made my intentions clear. I was hoping that ignoring your repeated attempts to contact me would eventually send the right message. Discovering you sent my daughter a check in the mail means the message was too subtle for someone like you.

I don't need your money, and more to the point, I don't want your money. I can take care of my family just fine without your help. It's insulting to both of our intelligences to pretend that your hollow gesture would somehow "rekindle" our relationship.

What little was left of our bond died the moment you couldn't bother to show up for Dad's funeral. Right up to the moment he drew his last breath, he still loved you. I don't.

I pray you find peace, with whatever it is you've been seeking your entire life, but do not contact me or my family again.

Edmund

Nathan Drake: Got it.

Samuel Drake: So... anything?

Nathan Drake: (sighs) Didn't see any journals.

Samuel Drake: (sighs) All right, well, we still got the other locked door so, c'mon.

Nathan Drake: Oh, wow...

Samuel Drake: Journals galore... Well, let's see what we find.

Nathan Drake: Whoa. Sam.

Samuel Drake: What, you got something? (laughs) This is it! (laughs)

Nathan Drake: (reading one of journals) Riches of paradise...? Whoa... Henry Avery... Gunsway heist...

Samuel Drake: Whoa... Oh, what do you got there?

Nathan Drake: We never seen this one.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, me either. But that— Yeah, no, that's definitely mom's handwriting.

Old Woman: Put up your hands. Slowly.

Samuel Drake: Hey, hey, hey. There's no need for that.

Old Woman: What is he holding?

Samuel Drake: Hey, hey, hey! You keep your gun on me.

Old Woman: Give me my journal. (coughs)

Samuel Drake: All right... all right... I'm sorry, Nathan. So, what now?

Old Woman: Now... we wait... (sighs) for the police.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, you don't want to have to deal with that headache...

Old Woman: Stop.

Samuel Drake: I mean, the hassle of ruining two kids' lives. That’s—

Old Woman: I really don't want to shoot you.

Samuel Drake: C'mon, lady. It was no harm no foul, all right?

Old Woman: We all must face the consequences of our actions. Hmm?

Samuel Drake: Then at least let him go. I brought him down here so he could see our mom's stuff. That's it. He had nothing to do with this.

Old Woman: What?

Samuel Drake: I'm telling you that this is all on me.

Old Woman: No. Your mother's... stuff?

Samuel Drake: Yeah, that— that journal... it was our mom's.

Old Woman: You're Cassandra Morgan's boys.

Samuel Drake: Uh... hi.

Old Woman: My God. (coughs) I could've shot you.

Samuel Drake: Yeah, you still might, so uh... do you mind?

Nathan Drake: You knew our mom?

Old Woman: She worked for me. As I'm sure you've noticed... I'm a collector of sorts.

Samuel Drake: That's sort of an understatement.

Nathan Drake: So... Mom was, like, your translator?

Old Woman: Your mother... was the most brilliant historian I have ever met. We could have accomplished so much together. But then her illness it... I’m sorry.

Samuel Drake: No, It's all right. Happened a long time ago.

Old Woman: Of all of her discoveries... his would have been her crowning achievement. “Sic parvis magna.”

Nathan Drake: Greatness from small beginnings.

Samuel Drake: Sir Francis Drake's motto. Yeah, Latin and historical figures— Those were our dinner conversations. We were ah, a weird family.

Old Woman: Did she ever tell you her theories... regarding Sir Francis Drake and his heirs?

Samuel Drake: Uh...

Nathan Drake: Sir Francis Drake didn't have a y heirs.

Samuel Drake: Yeah.

Old Woman: Uh-huh. That's what history tells us. But your mother and I believed otherwise. Learning that old pirate's secrets is one more adventure I have to let go. I guess there's a lot I have to let go... Forgive me. Ramblings of an old woman. Here. It is as much yours as it is mine. Who knows? Perhaps one day you'll be able to finish what she started.

Samuel Drake: Ah... ah, so uh... Yeah, so uh... we're off the hook, right?

Old Woman: I'll handle the police. You found your way in. I trust you can see yourself out, hmm?

Samuel Drake: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Here.

Old Woman: Thank you.

Nathan Drake: I'm sorry about the mess.

Old Woman: (chuckles)

Samuel Drake: All right, C'mon, Nathan. Let's go.

Old Woman: (gasps)

Nathan Drake: Are you okay?

Old Woman: (exhales sharply)

Samuel Drake: Holy shit. No, no, no, no, no, no. Hey! Hey! Hey!

Nathan Drake: Sam?

Cop: Ma'am?

Samuel Drake: Ah, crap.

Cop: It's the police! You all right?

Nathan Drake: Wait, we have to do something.

Samuel Drake: Yeah. We need to get the hell outta here.

Nathan Drake: Can't just leave her here.

Samuel Drake: There's nothing we can do for herw. All right, we have to run. If the cops find us here then there’s—

Cop: Ma'am?

Samuel Drake: Nathan! We gotta go. Right now. Oh, shit. Window! Window, c’mon!

Cop 1: Okay. You— check upstairs. You – come with me.

Cop 2: Copy that.

Samuel Drake: Hurry.

Nathan Drake: Wait up.

Cop 1: Hey, you check over by that fountain?

Cop 2: Don't see ‘em.

Nathan Drake: Aah! Crap.

Samuel Drake: Careful.

Cop 1: Haven't heard back from the guys inside.

Cop 2: It's a big place. Might take a while.

Cop 1: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Sam!

Samuel Drake: I got you. Just jump! The chimney. C'mon.

Nathan Drake: Comin'.

Cop 1: Search the gardens! I'll go look behind the house.

Samuel Drake: Ah, damn it.

Cop 2: Took you guys long enough.

Cop 1: We're here, aren't we? What’ve you got?

Samuel Drake: The front gate looks clear.

Cop: Two suspects, one juvenile. They're on the grounds somewhere.

Nathan Drake: Front gate. Got it.

Cop 1: They armed?

Samuel Drake: Hey, go slow.

Nathan Drake: Okay. (falls) Aah! Agh!

Samuel Drake: Nathan! You all right?

Cop 2: The hell was that?! You there! Don't move!

Samuel Drake: Run for it! This way! We can lose ‘em!

Cop 1: This is Officer Murphy, we've got two burglary suspects on foot. One adult, one juvenile, both male...

Cop 2: Freeze, God damn it!

Cop 1: You there! Down on the ground, hands on your head!

Samuel Drake: Oh, shit.

Cop: Stop, God damn it!

Samuel Drake: C'mon! Go, go, go!

Cop: There! There they are! Gotcha!

Samuel Drake: C'mon, go!

Cop 1: Call for backup!

Cop 2: I did already!

Cop 1: One more warning! Down on the ground! Hands on your heads! Gotcha!

Nathan Drake: Ah, shit.

Samuel Drake: Whoa! Here, come on.... Run!

Cop: Stop, God damn it!

Samuel Drake: Nathan, run! You get outta here!

Cop: There! By the guest house!

Samuel Drake: Run!

Cop: Aw, shit. They're bolting!

Samuel Drake: The dumpster, c'mon!

Nathan Drake: Okay!

Cop 1: They're getting away!

Cop 2: Go back around! Back to the main gate!

Samuel Drake: On the bike, now! C’mon! All right, hold on tight! (they drive away)

(Next scene)

Samuel Drake: I'd say we're clear. How about we catch our breath a second. (sighs) Some night, huh?

Nathan Drake: Some night. That old lady...

Samuel Drake: Hey... Hey, you listen to me, that wasn't our fault back there. I mean, that lady she She was umm... sick. I mean, it's okay to feel bad. But there was nothing we could do about it.

Nathan Drake: So, what are we gonna do now? I can't go back the orphanage. You can't go back to your job.

Samuel Drake: Then we don't.

Nathan Drake: Sure.

Samuel Drake: No, I'm serious. We get as far away from this place as we possibly can.

Nathan Drake: Yeah? And how long 'til the cops find us?

Samuel Drake: Oh, I think they'll be looking for Nathan and Samuel Morgan.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, that's us.

Samuel Drake: What if it wasn't? Nathan— back at that mansion... you knew just as much about that stuff as that poor old lady. Here. I always felt that we were destined... for something great... but, until tonight... I didn't know what that meant. But this... Mom's unfinished work... This is our chance... to restart our lives. With brand new identities.

Nathan Drake: What are you talking about?

Samuel Drake: I know some guys. Pretty good at forging papers, too. Now as for our new name... Mom believed that Sir Francis Drake had heirs. Who's to say he didn't?

Nathan Drake: You're serious, aren't you.

Samuel Drake: Nathan, we were meant for this. And I promise... you and me, together? We're gonna go far. So what do you say... Nathan Drake?

(Scene changes to present day. Elena help Nate with his wounds.)

Nathan Drake: And everything changed after that. Y'know, we became... explorers. Adventurers. Mostly thieves. Ow.

Elena Fisher: Okay, just hold still.

Nathan Drake: You know, for a while it felt like... if we weren't taking turns going to jail... it was because we were in jail together. And... after I lost him, I— Or, after I thought... I lost him—

Elena Fisher: You didn't want to bring him back up again.

Nathan Drake: Something like that. Well, that’s it. Now you know everything.

Elena Fisher: With you, I doubt that that's everything. But... it’s a lot.

Nathan Drake: Love to know what you're thinking.

Elena Fisher: I'm thinking that you're lucky that I found you when I did.

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Elena Fisher: I'm glad you didn't lose a limb or anything. It would've been a royal pain getting you out of here.

Nathan Drake: How did you find me, anyway?

Elena Fisher: Oh you know, easy. Just follow the sound of gunfire.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. No, I mean, how did you get here...? (hears an airplane) Oh... of course.

Elena Fisher: Come in, Sully.

Victor Sullivan: Hey, darlin'. How's he doing?

Elena Fisher: Oh, you know, he's banged up, but he's alive. Par for the course.

Nathan Drake: Ow...

Elena Fisher: Now we just need to rescue the other Drake.

Victor Sullivan: What do you mean?

Elena Fisher: I’ll let Nate tell you.

Nathan Drake: Hey, pal. Glad you could join us.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, wouldn't miss it. So what happened to Sam?

Nathan Drake: Rafe's got him.

Victor Sullivan: Shit. You know where they are?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. They're headed to the northern side of the island. See if you can find a place to set down over there. Once we get Sam, we're going to need to get outta here pretty quick.

Victor Sullivan: Copy that. Hey, hey— What about the treasure?

Nathan Drake: Forget it. We don't need it.

Victor Sullivan: But Alcazar?

Nathan Drake: No. There’s no Alcazar. It's all bullshit.

Victor Sullivan: Wait. You mean... the debt, the... the escape?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Sam made it all up. What an asshole, right. Look, I'll fill you in on everything when I see you.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah. I can't wait. Look, you two be safe down there.

Nathan Drake: You know us.

Elena Fisher: Trade ya. (give Nate a gun and take the radio)

Nathan Drake: Thanks.

Elena Fisher: Sure.

Nathan Drake: No, I mean... Thanks for saving me. Again.

Elena Fisher: I almost didn't this time.

Nathan Drake: Right...

Elena Fisher: C'mon. I got us a ride.

Chapter 17: For Better or Worse

Elena Fisher: So... we're head northern side of the island?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, New Devon. It's home to the founders of Libertalia.

Elena Fisher: And that's where Rafe is taking your brother.

Nathan Drake: Treasure's probably there; just need to save Sam before they find it.

Elena Fisher: Look. Up there. I borrowed it from your Shoreline friends.

Nathan Drake: You slid all the way down from there?

Elena Fisher: Yeah, it was the quickest way to get down to you. Now we just gotta figure out another way back up. Nate— boost me up this ladder?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, here.

Nathan Drake: So... have you been here long?

Elena Fisher: On the island? A few hours now.

Nathan Drake: Did you see the colony?

Elena Fisher: I did. From the air.

Nathan Drake: Pretty incredible, right?

Elena Fisher: I didn't get the full tour... I was a little preoccupied with finding you.

Nathan Drake: Right. So... Did ah, Sully fill you in on the deal with this place?

Elena Fisher: Yeah. Henry Avery, four hundred million, twelve founders, hundreds of colonists... something like that.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, that just about covers it.

Elena Fisher: Wow... is that an elevator?

Nathan Drake: Sure looks like it. I swear, Avery recruited the best engineers of his time.

Elena Fisher: He must've used it to move supplies up river.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, that's a fair bet. There's your car. Just need to get up there.

Elena Fisher: Well, what do you think? Which way?

Nathan Drake: Well, let's take a look. Here we go. I can boost you up there.

Elena Fisher: Great. (the ladder crushes) Whoa! Oh. Sorry... Hey, do you think there's another way up?

Nathan Drake: Uh...

Elena Fisher: Hey I see a path up here. There's a way through over there.

Nathan Drake: See if you can find something I can use.

Elena Fisher: Yup. Hey, I found something. Hold on... Look out below.

Nathan Drake: Thanks. Nope. Whoa... Hey, nice jump!

Elena Fisher: Not bad, right?

Nathan Drake: Way to go, Nate. Piss a girl like that off. Idiot.

Elena Fisher: C’mon. I’ll meet you around.

Nathan Drake: Oh no. Not good. Not good.

Elena Fisher: Nate!?

Nathan Drake: I'm okay...! Sort of. Everything's under control.

Elena Fisher: See if you can get back up here.

Nathan Drake: Yeah... yeah, roger that.

Elena Fisher: Nate? Can you find a way out of there?

Nathan Drake: It Io Its like a dead end.

Elena Fisher: Well, maybe the elevator still works...?

Nathan Drake: I doubt it. It’s 300 years old. Been exposed to the weather. I mean who knows if it ever work—

Elena Fisher: Got it!

Nathan Drake: Oh look. It works.

Elena Fisher: Going up?

Nathan Drake: Next floor, menswear. (chuckles) Ohh... jinxed it.

Nathan Drake: You know, I'll just ah... meet I guess.

Mercenary 1: Chips, you got any smokes?

Mercenary 2: Who the hell— ?

Nathan Drake: Agh! Crap. Oh no.

Elena Fisher: Hey!

Nathan Drake: Holy shit. Uh... nice moves... hun.

Elena Fisher: Nothing to it. Now then... Which way's the car?

Nathan Drake: It'll be easier to spot from higher ground.

Elena Fisher: Right, good idea.

Nathan Drake: Well, we're getting some exercise at least, right?

Mercenary: There' nobody here. It's definitely the one she stole, though.

Elena Fisher: Look. Shoreline.

Nathan Drake: They found your car.

Elena Fisher: Technically, it's their car.

Nathan Drake: So, let's get it back.

Mercenary 1: You think she's with Drake?

Mercenary 2: Gotta be. Some of the men said they heard a prop plane, too.

Mercenary 1: Sounds like a party.

Mercenary 2: Stay alert, gentlemen.

Elena Fisher: Nate, sniper! Oh man.

Nathan Drake: Ah, crap! Son of a bitch!

Elena Fisher: Whew.

Nathan Drake: Oh, crap!

Elena Fisher: Wanna hop in and drive the hell out of here?

Nathan Drake: Might be worth a shot! Okay. I think that's it.

Elena Fisher: Shoreline's certainly earned that reputation. Let's go before more of ’em shows up.

Nathan Drake: Hey, you see a way out?

Elena Fisher: Up river. There's an opening by the falls.

Nathan Drake: Wow. Check out that elevator.

Elena Fisher: It's massive.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, I'm guessing New Devon's at the top.

Elena Fisher: Then let's get up there. So here’s question: why does Rafe Adler want Avery’s treasure? It’s not like he needs the money.

Nathan Drake: He wants the glory. Doesn't want to be known as a guy who only got rich because of his inheritance. Walking away isn't an option for him.

Elena Fisher: Well, Rafe is a good match for Shoreline. He needs their muscle and they need his money.

Nathan Drake: They do? They seem pretty well stocked.

Elena Fisher: Shoreline got involved in a couple of civil wars that didn't pan out for them. Nadine inherited her father' mess. She's probably hopping that this'll put her back on the map. So far good. Keep heading up stream.

Nathan Drake: Bet you could write a killer article about all this.

Elena Fisher: I could. I doubt anybody would believe it.

Nam: Well, you could take pictures, too.

Elena Fisher: I didn't bring my camera. Kinda wish I did though. So... why do you think Sam didn't come straight to you? After Rafe got him out of prison?

Nathan Drake: I think he wanted to gather every clue that Rafe had on Avery before bailing on him. Plus, he needed time to come up with that crazy Alcazar story. Ugh, I mean— If I had just looked it up... That is one crazy contraption.

Elena Fisher: It looks big enough to fit the car.

Nathan Drake: Here's hoping this one works as well. All right, let's look around. There we go.

Elena Fisher: Stand clear, I got it.

Nathan Drake: Okay!

Elena Fisher: How's that?

Nathan Drake: Looks like I can get up there now. Thank you. Okay... Agh. There.

Elena Fisher: Anything?

Nathan Drake: Nothing yet. Gonna climb higher. Need an elevator just to fix the elevator.

Elena Fisher: You made it!

Nathan Drake: Was there ever a doubt?

Elena Fisher: Wait, hold on. I got an idea. Okay, ready!

Nathan Drake: That's my girl.

Elena Fisher: I'm gonna detach the finch now.

Nathan Drake: Okay!

Elena Fisher: I'll bring the car to the elevator.

Nathan Drake: Here... we... go... Ha ha! We did it!

Elena Fisher: Oh, what the hell—? Nate, the elevator's moving! Get on, quick!

Nathan Drake: Ah, crap. I'm coming!

Elena Fisher: Nate, hurry!

Nathan Drake: Oh, hi there.

Elena Fisher: Hi. Um... now what?

Nathan Drake: Hm... maybe I need to... Oh, never mind.

Elena Fisher: Okay. Nate, watch out!

Nathan Drake: Stay down! Use the car as cover! Let me see if I can flank them.

Elena Fisher: Sniper!

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Right.

Elena Fisher: Hey! Get off my elevator!

Nathan Drake: Elena, you still with me?

Elena Fisher: Yeah, I'm still here. The car's got some holes in it, though.

Elena Fisher: Watch it! Sniper! Get back!

Nathan Drake: Damn it. She's a sitting duck in there. C'mon. Move it, Nate. Holy hit.

Elena Fisher: Are you okay, Nate?

Nathan Drake: Yeah...

Elena Fisher: Well? C'mon! You drive.

Nathan Drake: You sure? You seem to be doing fine.

Elena Fisher: After all that... I need a break.

Nathan Drake: Well... definitely earned it.

Elena Fisher: So I was thinking... All this engineering and architecture, it doesn't come cheap. Do you think there's even any treasure left?

Nathan Drake: We were wondering that ourselves.

Elena Fisher: There’s the elevator.

Nathan Drake: Here goes nothing. Whoa. Hang on. Ah, there. I got control again.

Elena Fisher: We're getting there.

Nathan Drake: You didn't happen to bring us some spare clothes, did ya?

Elena Fisher: I did.

Nathan Drake: Great.

Elena Fisher: They're on the plane.

Nathan Drake: Not great.

Elena Fisher: That dam... we c an drive through the sluice gate.

Nathan Drake: Here we go...

Elena Fisher: Hey, Nate, it’s no good – it’s blocked.

Nathan Drake: Okay. I’ll try the other one. Shoulda seen that coming. And behind door number two... Looks like this one's clear!

Elena Fisher: Nice work!

Nathan Drake: We're good.

Nathan Drake: Watch this. Hang on!

Elena Fisher: We did it.

Nathan Drake: Hey, you sound surprised.

Elena Fisher: Maybe a little.

Nathan Drake: And... we're up. What are the odds that elevator's working?

Elena Fisher: Eh, so far we're two for two.

Nathan Drake: Leah, which means we're due for some disaster.

Elena Fisher: The water wheel’s working. That bodes well.

Nathan Drake: Hey, give me hand with this? Ah, crap. I'll hold it. Just get the car. Oh God. Ah, that's heavy. Okay. Here goes nothing.

Elena Fisher: Three for three.

Nathan Drake: You gotta love that rate engineering.

Elena Fisher: Wow. It’s like a postcard.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, Libertalia. Come or the beautiful views... Stay for the life-or-death gunfights.

Elena Fisher: (laughs)

Nathan Drake: So, what made you change your mind?

Elena Fisher: Hm?

Nathan Drake: You said you... almost didn't come back.

Elena Fisher: Well, I couldn’t leave then you were clearly in over your head. And you know, here’s that whole "marriage vow" thing.

Nathan Drake: For better or worse.

Elena Fisher: Yeah. For better or worse. Here. Gimme a hand with this.

Nathan Drake: All right.

Elena Fisher: Okay. You know, even if you think that you're protecting me... you don't have a right to shut me out like that. No matter what it is... you're supposed to come to me so that we can work through it... together! As a team.

Nathan Drake: I know that. Really, I do. It's just... I, I, I... (sighs)

Elena Fisher: We should stay focused. There be time for this later.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) Next stop: New Devon.

(They drive in silence. A beautiful piano piece plays.)

Victor Sullivan: Hey, Elena? Nate?

Elena Fisher: We’re here, Sully. Where are you?

Victor Sullivan: Still in the air. Saw a bunch of Shoreline vehicles heading north.

Elena Fisher: I guess we'll see them soon.

Victor Sullivan: You two doing okay so far?

Elena Fisher: We hit a few hitches but... so far so good.

Victor Sullivan: All right, good. Keep in touch, will ya? I'm not the ‘no news is good news' type.

Elena Fisher: We'll try. Over and out.

Nathan Drake: Okay. Should be on the other side of the bridge. Hung on tight...

Elena Fisher: Nate?

Nathan Drake: Hold on!

Elena Fisher: Floor it!

Nathan Drake: Oh, I hate bridges! No, no no no no!

Nathan Drake: Aaahh!

Nathan Drake: Ah, hell—

Elena Fisher: Turn around, we're heading for the falls!

Nathan Drake: I can't... current's too strong!

Elena Fisher: Nate, there! We can climb up those rocks!

Nathan Drake: On it! All right. Go! Go!

Elena Fisher: Ah, I got it! Come on!

Nathan Drake: Come on...

Elena Fisher: Nate! Agh...

Nathan Drake: Ah... (laughs) waterfall... Waterfall! Haha! Ha...

Elena Fisher: Nate!

Nathan Drake: It's okay! I'm okay!

Elena Fisher: The tree! The tree is not okay!

Nathan Drake: Oh, come on!

Elena Fisher: Over here! Quick! Gotcha! Well. So much for the car.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Yeah.

Elena Fisher: C'mon.

Nathan Drake: I wasn't trying to protect you. It— it's just I— I made a, promise that I was done with this life.

Elena Fisher: We both did.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, but I broke it. I didn't tell you because. I was afraid...

Elena Fisher: Afraid of what?

Nathan Drake: Of losing you. I guess I was, um... protecting myself. You know?

Elena Fisher: We have a lot of ground to cover.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Should keep moving.

Elena Fisher: Yeah. This way.

Nathan Drake: At least we're on the right side of the river now.

Elena Fisher: (buckles) Yeah. That would've been bad.

Elena Fisher: I see an opening up there.

Nathan Drake: Good call. Now... how do we get up there?

Elena Fisher: Avery sure picked a gorgeous island.

Nathan Drake: Well, maybe we can come back here on a vacation, huh?

Elena Fisher: Yeah, maybe.

Nathan Drake: Ah, it's slippery. (to skeleton) Oh, out by your lonesome? Well, rest in peace my pirate friend.

Nathan Drake: Whoa.

Elena Fisher: Oh, yikes.

Nathan Drake: Hello.

Elena Fisher: Who is this...?

Nathan Drake: Well, look at the sign. "Traitor." It's one of the rebels.

Elena Fisher: That's a bad way to die. Here's another one.

Nathan Drake: Sorry, buddy. No disrespect.

Elena Fisher: More gibbets.

Nathan Drake: Oh my God.

Chapter 18: New Devon

(Nate and Elena finally find New Devon.)

Nathan Drake: Well, I guess that's one way to crush a rebellion.

Elena Fisher: I have to wonder if this was always the plan.

Nathan Drake: What... to slaughter all the colonists?

Elena Fisher: No... To lure them here in hopes of finding a utopia. Only to rob them of everything that they have.

Nathan Drake: Well, we’re dealing with a bunch of pirates.

Elena Fisher: Well... that is pretty diabolical, even for pirates.

Nathan Drake: Just need your help for a sec.

Elena Fisher: Those things not look steady.

Nathan Drake: They’re not. Be careful. Whoa! Excuse me. Come on. You all right?

Elena Fisher: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Wow. Welcome to Avery's neighborhood.

Elena Fisher: It’s a nice place. If you don't mind some structural problems and water damage.

Nathan Drake: Clearly some drainage issues.

Elena Fisher: A real fixer-upper opportunity. Okay, so... Looks like somebody blew that dam and then flooded the whole place.

Nathan Drake: You know, I forgot. Pretty good at this.

Elena Fisher: All right, so which one of these do you think is Avery's?

Nathan Drake: Ah, my money’s on... that one. One that's still intact.

Elena Fisher: Ooh. You're not so bad at this either.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, well, you know, had a little practice, read a few books.

Elena Fisher: Shit. Shit.

Nathan Drake: What? What?

Elena Fisher: The front door.

Nathan Drake: Sam.

Elena Fisher: He's still alive.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, for now. Come on.

Nathan Drake: All right, keep your eyes open for Shoreline types... Here goes nothing. Whoops.

Elena Fisher: Whoa.

Nathan Drake: You all right?

Elena Fisher: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Through here. Watch your head. Oh, someone had it in for this guy. Oh, another one note.

Nathan Drake: Shit. Shoreline. Elena, get down.

Elena Fisher: I see them.

Mercenary: Patrols haven't come back with our 4x4. Drake's probably still out there. So lock this place down. We need to be prepared if they show up.

Elena Fisher: Nate, look out.

Mercenary 1: More prepared than the river patrol was. What's that?

Mercenary 2: Ah, nothing, boet (brother).

Mercenary 1: Had better be nothing...

Elena Fisher: Watch it.

Mercenary 1: All this for one man?

Mercenary 2: After everything, you're really asking me that?

Mercenary 1: Ha. Fancy digs. Certainly doesn't look like a pirates' house. Where's all the valuables?

Mercenary 2: The brother’s leading them on a wild goose chase. Why haven’t they shot the scaly bastard yet?

Mercenary 1: Rafe has his reasons, I reckon.

Elena Fisher: I got him! Sniper! Get down! Nate, sniper!

Nathan Drake: Whoa. Shit. Whoa. That‘s too close. Oh, great. Whoa, shit. Whoa... geez. Jesus. I think that's it, You okay?

Elena Fisher: Yeah. Let's push on. Might be a way through this cave.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, it’s worth a look.

Nathan Drake: Ah crap. How many people did you bring here, Nadine?

Elena Fisher: She does have an entire army. You think they found the treasure?

Nathan Drake: Well, legs hope not. For Sam’s sake. Look, something here. It's addressed to Richard Want. Signed Adam Baldridge.

Elena Fisher: They were both Founders?

Nathan Drake: Whoa. Okay. Current’s a little strong.

Nathan Drake: Might come in handy. Look out below.

Elena Fisher: Nice one.

Nathan Drake: Crap. Can't get a held of it. Come... come to papa.

Nathan Drake: After you.

Elena Fisher: Aw, how sweet. You want me to be your decoy?

Nathan Drake: No, I was being gentlemanly there.

Elena Fisher: (laughs) Just busting your chops.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, well the chops are plenty busted already. Thank you. Oh shit.

Elena Fisher: Whoa. Nate!

Nathan Drake: Hang on! Agh— whoa!

Elena Fisher: Whoa!

Nathan Drake: Ah no no! Whoa!

Elena Fisher: Ugh.

Nathan Drake: That’s wasn't too bad.

Elena Fisher: Whew.

Nathan Drake: You okay?

Elena Fisher: Yeah, I’m fine... You?

Nathan Drake: Well, wet again. Tired, bruised. A little hungry. I could eat. (chuckles) Other than that I'm, me.

Elena Fisher: (laughs) Yeah... Whew... Okay, C'mon. Let's keep going.

Nathan Drake: C'mon, let's try cutting through this house.

Elena Fisher: Yeah, I'm right behind you.

Nathan Drake: Huh, what's this? Jesus. Got all "Lord of the Flies" in here.

Elena Fisher: No kidding.

Nathan Drake: Hey, check it out. These cannons looks like they were retrofitted.

Elena Fisher: Yeah. Improvised defenses. Guess they didn't expect they'd be fighting each other.

Nathan Drake: Guess not. Ooh. Nice water feature. Time for another swim, I guess. Whoa, whoa. Stronger than it looks.

Elena Fisher: Hold up. I'll weigh it down for you.

Nathan Drake: Great. Okay!

Elena Fisher: You're welcome!

Nathan Drake: Thank you. You make a great counterweight. Uh... I mean...

Elena Fisher: It's okay, I'll choose to take that as a commitment.

Nathan Drake: Swallowed some water. I made it. I'll find a way up for you. This should work. All right, stand clear... There you go.

Elena Fisher: Okay, great!

Nathan Drake: Let‘s move this out of the way.

Elena Fisher: Yup.

Nathan Drake: Okay. Hey look— Thomas Tew's sigil.

Elena Fisher: So we're in his mansion.

Nathan Drake: Second in command. Going up the pirate hierarchy.

Elena Fisher: (sees many dead pirate captains at a table) Good lord.

Nathan Drake: Looks like we found the party.

Elena Fisher: Looks like we're a little late.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles)

Elena Fisher: Hey, Nate. Check it out.

Nathan Drake: It's another sigil. Oh my God...

Elena Fisher: What?

Nathan Drake: It's them. Elena, these are the pirate captains that founded Libertalia. What the hell happened here?

Elena Fisher: Well, I'm no forensics expert, but I would say... bad drinks?

Nathan Drake: Apparently.

Elena Fisher: So, what was this? Some kind of... wealthy pirate suicide cult?

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Yeah, not likely. Not these guys.

Elena Fisher: “On behalf of Lord Avery, I invite you to my manor at sundown tomorrow. The time has come to abandon our animosities... and reunite under the banner of God... and liberty.” Signed Thomas Tew.

Nathan Drake: What do you bet... Thomas Tew. Henry Avery. Looks like our hosts didn't stick around to clean up heir mess.

Elena Fisher: Well that wasn't very gracious of them.

Nathan Drake: Okay, so... So these guys sparked a full-scale revolt when they claimed the treasure for themselves. Now, they took care of the colonists, but then they had to deal with each other. And I'm guessing things got pretty messy. So, Avery and Tew invite them up here. To umm... Ah, what was it, uh— ?

Elena Fisher: “Abandon our animosities."

Nathan Drake: ”Abandon the animosities." Avery makes a grand toast...For God and liberty,” Argh, ahoy, mateys, all that.

Elena Fisher: (laughs)

Nathan Drake: And they all take a swing... Except these two. And just like that. All the treasure of Libertalia becomes the sole possession of two men. These are... These are... some of history's greatest pirates... and they all perished... in an instant. At this very table.

Elena Fisher: It's incredible.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. I'm— I'm sorry. I uh. I'm sorry.

Elena Fisher: It's okay. So, since our missing hosts aren't here at Tew's manor...

Nathan Drake: We should head over to Avery's.

Elena Fisher: Yeah. Let’s go.

Nathan Drake: There. For posterity. Hey, up here. Slowly.

Elena Fisher: Right behind you.

Nathan Drake: All right, be careful. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Aaahh!

Elena Fisher: Nate!

Nathan Drake: I'm okay! I got it.

Elena Fisher: I'll meet you up top!

Nathan Drake: Hey.

Elena Fisher: Hi.

Nathan Drake: More cannons. Just like at Tew's mansion.

Elena Fisher: I guess the poison is mightier than the cannons.

Nathan Drake: What?

Elena Fisher: You know, 'cause he ended up poisoning... Yeah, that was bad... Sorry.

Nathan Drake: Yup, pretty bad. And we are officially inside Henry Avery's house. Word of the day... "ostentatious."

Elena Fisher: So why didn't he kill Thomas Tew? Was he like his right hand man?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, that's exactly what he was. Can you imagine taking orders from a paranoid psychopath?

Elena Fisher: Yeah, sounds like my first job.

Nathan Drake: What, the producer on your TV show?

Elena Fisher: No, my manager from Macho Nacho.

Nathan Drake: You worked t a Macho Nacho?

Elena Fisher: It was a high school job.

Nathan Drake: Did you wear one of those hats?

Elena Fisher: The point is... my boss was a paranoid psychopath.

Nathan Drake: He was the manager at a Macho Nacho.

Elena Fisher: Just watch it, okay?

Nathan Drake: Look. Shoreline barricaded the front door.

Elena Fisher: And left a bunch of muddy footprints behind.

Nathan Drake: Let's see where they went. Huh. Hello.

Elena Fisher: So, where are all the Shoreline guys?

Nathan Drake: I know, right? I expected to see someone by now.

Elena Fisher: Yeah, it's like they all up and vanished.

Nathan Drake: You don't suppose there're... pirate ghosts?

Elena Fisher: Don't even joke about that.

Nathan Drake: Hey, here we go... Elena, check it out. Footprints go through this door. Crap, it's blocked from the other side.

Elena Fisher: Why bother barricading their path, unless...

Nathan Drake: They found something. All right, help me push this open.

Elena Fisher: Yeah... Oh shit! Shoreline.

Nathan Drake: Ah, crap. Someone woke up cranky today.

Elena Fisher: Watch it! Sniper! Nate! It's not over yet!

Nathan Drake: More coming!

Elena Fisher: Hey, to your right!

Nathan Drake: Outta my personal space!

Nathan Drake: Hey, good timing. Oh, crap.

Elena Fisher: Okay...

Nathan Drake: Oh shit. Uh-oh.

Elena Fisher: Sniper!

Nathan Drake: Jesus. You all right?

Elena Fisher: Yeah... they were just waiting to ambush us.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. All right, let's get that door open. See what they didn't want us to find. Okay, here we go. You ready? (see a skeleton) Oh. Hello there. What is it?

Elena Fisher: It's a letter. Signed by... Avery.

Nathan Drake: Really? Read it.

Elena Fisher: “My loyal subjects... As the sun sets on our glorious paradise, we must endeavor to preserve its riches... The traitorous Tew knows bur secrets, so we must act quickly. Destroy the dam, cleanse New Devon...”

Nathan Drake: Here we go.

Elena Fisher: Uh-huh. "...and move my treasure through the passage to my ship."

Nathan Drake: Tew and Avery turned on each other.

Elena Fisher: Are you really surprised?

Nathan Drake: Well I guess not.

Elena Fisher: Here you go.

Nathan Drake: Thanks. Let's go find that passage.

Elena Fisher: There's no more footprints; they end here.

Nathan Drake: Okay, so... where did they go?

Elena Fisher: Pirate ghosts.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles)

Elena Fisher: Let’s look around.

Nathan Drake: It's Sam's lighter.

Elena Fisher: Did he drop it?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, on purpose. Whatever it is we're looking for has to be somewhere around here.

Elena Fisher: There's gotta be another way out of this room .

Nathan Drake: Maybe that passage Avery mentioned in the letter. But where's the switch? Maybe this is a switch? No.

Elena Fisher: Nate...

Nathan Drake: Yeah... Did you find something?

Elena Fisher: I think so.

Nathan Drake: Whoa. (laughs)

Elena Fisher: It's a good thing they figured that out for us.

Nathan Drake: How did you do that?

Elena Fisher: There's a bloody fingerprint right here where Libertalia should be, and I... pushed it.

Nathan Drake: Nicely done.

Elena Fisher: So the letter said that Avery was moving his treasure to the Ship.

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Elena Fisher: Do you think the treasure's still on the island?

Nathan Drake: I think— Uh... I think it doesn't matter any more. Here we go.

Elena Fisher: Careful, Nate. Hey, watch your head.

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Elena Fisher: Oh. Looks like Avery built himself a panic cave.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Yeah, I wonder where this goes? (the door shuts) Crap.

Elena Fisher: Guess we're gonna find out.

Chapter 19: Avery’s Descent

Nathan Drake: (sighs) This place doesn't look very stable.

Elena Fisher: Yeah...

Nathan Drake: Look. Fresh footprints. They must've come this way.

Elena Fisher: That's a lot of footprints. Let's take this slow.

Nathan Drake: (the flashlight goes off) Crap...

Elena Fisher: What the hell was that—?

Nathan Drake: My money's on Nadine's men. They'll use any excuse to use dynamite.

Elena Fisher: They'd have to be pretty dumb to use it in here.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, they're pretty dumb. Uh oh.

Elena Fisher: You bring any spare batteries?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, yeah. But, they're at the bottom of the ocean.

Elena Fisher: I won't ask.

Elena Fisher: I won't ask.

Nathan Drake: I won't tell. Whoa, whoa. Hold up.

Elena Fisher: So... some kind of deathtrap?

Nathan Drake: Uh... Yeah. But Sam and the others somehow made it across... We just gotta follow their lead.

Elena Fisher: Wouldn't be so bad if it didn't creak so much.

Nathan Drake: Just don't go where the footsteps aren't.

Elena Fisher: (chuckles) What?

Nathan Drake: I'm just a little preoccupied with not blowing up right now. And... unclench. Woo. Elena, look. Footprints stop here.

Elena Fisher: They must've made it through and it collapsed behind them.

Nathan Drake: Hey. Just gonna move this out of the way, here.

Elena Fisher: Yeah. Damn it.

Nathan Drake: We'll have to find another way. Oh no. Just hold out a little longer...! Crap. Come on. Damn it.

Elena Fisher: Hey— you still have Sam's lighter?

Nathan Drake: Yes! Good idea. C'mon. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon. Of course he used it all up. Smoked like a goddamn chimney on the boat ride over...

Elena Fisher: Relax, I brought some matches.

Nathan Drake: You did?

Elena Fisher: Of course. There we go. (scoffs) Ow! Sorry. Just... one sec.

Nathan Drake: Ow! Ow, that's my head. Hello.

Elena Fisher: Over here!

Nathan Drake: Ow, uh. I tripped.

Elena Fisher: Over here.

Nathan Drake: Thanks. Glad you came prepared.

Elena Fisher: Somebody had to. C’mon, let’s find a way forward.

Nathan Drake: Nice romantic lighting, huh?

Elena Fisher: You have a funny idea of romantic.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Yes I do. Hey, this looks promising. Boost you up?

Elena Fisher: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: C'mon. Okay, here we go.

Elena Fisher: Okay. Come up. Come on up.

Nathan Drake: Okay. Thanks.

Elena Fisher: Watch your head.

Nathan Drake: Yeah...

Elena Fisher: Careful.

Nathan Drake: Whoa.

Elena Fisher: What the hell is this...?

Nathan Drake: "The hands that stole from me." Wow Avery's not even pretending to be sane at this point.

Elena Fisher: I don't like this place.

Nathan Drake: Me either. Let's get out of here.

Nathan Drake: Hey, look. Avery had some gibbets left over.

Elena Fisher: Gibbets.

Nathan Drake: What?

Elena Fisher: It's pronounced JIH-bets.

Nathan Drake: Are you sure?

Elena Fisher: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Well. No one likes a know-it-all.

Elena Fisher: Gibbets.

Nathan Drake: Wait, is that... a mummy? (explosion)

Nathan Drake: You okay?

Elena Fisher: Yeah, I think so. What was that?

Nathan Drake: Trap. Avery really didn't want any trespassers down here. All right, watch your step.

Elena Fisher: Me? You're the one that stepped on it.

Nathan Drake: Fine, watch my step.

Nathan Drake: Ah, hell—! (explosion) Aagh! (coughing) God damn it!

Elena Fisher: Are you okay?

Nathan Drake: Ah, so far so good... Maybe I'd just stay a little ways back.

Nathan Drake: Oh crap. (explosion)

Elena Fisher: (coughs)

Nathan Drake: You okay?

Elena Fisher: Yeah... Well, now we know what caused the explosion we heard earlier.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, no wonder so many parts of this passage have caved in.

Elena Fisher: Hey Nate— I found a shortcut.

Nathan Drake: How do you know it's a shortcut?

Elena Fisher: Trying to be optimistic here.

Nathan Drake: Oh. All right. Jesus.

Nathan Drake: Oh damn it. More mummies. Don't explode, okay?

Elena Fisher: Just... careful.

Nathan Drake: Agh! Jesus— ! What did I just say?! Oh, for Christ's sake—! (explosion) (coughs) Oh, this can't be healthy to breathe.

Elena Fisher: Nate! Are you okay?

Nathan Drake: Fine, I— Fine. I wish I'd brought ear plugs. Am I yelling?

Elena Fisher: Nate, careful.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. And Avery's gone all Egyptian. Except this mummification wasn't, you know, voluntary. Well... we're back on the trail.

Elena Fisher: The footprints go this way.

Nathan Drake: Be ready for a fight.

Elena Fisher: Oh, I always am.

Nathan Drake: Wait, is that in reference to me?

Elena Fisher: No. Would you calm down?

Nathan Drake: You calm down. Eesh. Guess these guys weren't paying attention. There's no sign of Sam.

Elena Fisher: We'll find him.

Nathan Drake: Ah! Elena, get down! You idiots trying to bring the whole place down?!

Elena Fisher: Got 'em!

Nathan Drake: Woah... Jesus!

Elena Fisher: Ah crap, shotgun!

Nathan Drake: Oh shit—! Elena, get behind something! (explosion) (coughs) Well, for once, I appreciate Avery's exploding mummies.

Elena Fisher: "The mouths that spoke ill of me."

Nathan Drake: I'd hate to see this guy's Christmas tree.

Elena Fisher: I don't see any footprints. We must be on a different route than the others.

Nathan Drake: All right, let's see if we can catch up. Why... hello.

Elena Fisher: Hey. So, I guess this loops around?

Nathan Drake: Guess so. Jesus. This was one of Avery's guys.

Elena Fisher: Dead men tell no tales. Looks like a fight broke out.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, Tew's men versus Avery's. Excuse me. Hello...

Elena Fisher: Some kind of key. What's that note?

Nathan Drake: Oh, right. It's uh... it’s from Tew to his men. We can use the key to get out of here.

Elena Fisher: That's good.

Nathan Drake: Hmm. There are some symbols on the back.

Elena Fisher: Well, let's go find a keyhole.

Nathan Drake: (sees a bunch of mummies) Oh boy. Ah, crap—! Ah! I'm okay! You gonna explode now, huh? No? How 'bout you?

Elena Fisher: This guy had some serious trust issues.

Nathan Drake: Oh God, oh god, oh god ! (coughs) Okay, okay, you done?!

Elena Fisher: Nice moves.

Nathan Drake: Huh. Not quite as creepy as all the hanging bones.

Elena Fisher: Still, it's a little creepy.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, maybe three out of ten though.

Elena Fisher: I'd say four.

Nathan Drake: Really, four?

Elena Fisher: Mmm hmm. Oh, my ears just popped.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. We're definitely descending.

Elena Fisher: Okay. It's another deathtrap.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, no footprints to guide us. The symbols match the ones on those posts. Huh. Tew showed his men how to get past the traps. Okay, we’re off to a good start. Follow my lead, okay?

Elena Fisher: Just be careful...

Nathan Drake: I'm always careful.

Elena Fisher: (laughs) Says the guy who set off every mummy bomb in this place.

Nathan Drake: Well, you know, not a lot of experience with the mummy bombs. Thank you.

Elena Fisher: So far so good...

Nathan Drake: There! Made it! In your face, Avery. That's our way out of here.

Elena Fisher: Ah— God, are those the rest of Tew's men?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, gotta be. We know Avery likes to make an example of his enemies.

Elena Fisher: He definitely likes making exploding mummies.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Let's, uh... tread carefully in here. (finds a door) Keyhole... Key.

Elena Fisher: Wait... it could be a trap.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, we really don't have much of a choice.

Elena Fisher: Oh boy.

Nathan Drake: But... I have a good feeling about this. Yeah?

Elena Fisher: Do it.

Nathan Drake: (opens the door) Back up. (laughs) You see? (they caught by a net) Well, at least we didn't get blown to bits... (mummies start exploding) Ah, shit. You didn't bang a knife by any chance, did you?

Elena Fisher: No... but that guy's got a sword. Here, help me swing this thing.

Nathan Drake: Ah... Damn it!

Elena Fisher: Nate!

Nathan Drake: I got it!

Elena Fisher: Nate! (they run for their lifes)

Nathan Drake: C'mon, c'mon, go, go!

Elena Fisher: Oh God—!

Nathan Drake: Don't look back, just run!Don't stop!

Elena Fisher: Whoooooaaaa—!

Nathan Drake: Aaahhhhhhh! Keep running! I'm right behind you!

Elena Fisher: Nate, move your ass! Let's go!

Elena Fisher: C'mon!

Elena Fisher: C'mon! Get up!

Nathan Drake: Yeah, yeah. (coughing) Thanks, Captain Avery. (chuckles) Just like old times, huh? Elena? Hey. Elena, c'mon. Elena!

Elena Fisher: My... hero...

Nathan Drake: Oh no, you didn't do that.

Elena Fisher: (laughs)

Nathan Drake: No. That's not funny.

Elena Fisher: Oh, you have done much worse.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) God, you gave me a goddamn heart attack.

Elena Fisher: Oh... let me listen. Sounds good to me.

Nathan Drake: What—? (sighs) You realize... we are now even for everything I've ever pulled, all right? Yeah, like ever.

Elena Fisher: No. Not by a long shot. (laughs) Gosh, you've got mud everywhere.

Nathan Drake: Anyone ever tell you, you have a... idea of romantic?

Elena Fisher: Yeah. Yeah, I may have heard that somewhere before. (they kiss)

Nathan Drake: Good talk.

Elena Fisher: Good talk.

(Far explosion.)

Nathan Drake: That's gonna be Sam. C’mon. At least the gunfire means he's still alive... for now.

Chapter 20: No Escape

Elena Fisher: Is that... a galleon?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Sure looks like it. Holy crap. It's a ship graveyard. Looks like we can get down this way.

Elena Fisher: Yeah, looks... safe.

Mercenary: After him!

Nathan Drake: Ah, crap. Look.

Mercenary: We've got him pinned down, c’mon!

Nathan Drake: That's Sam.

Elena Fisher: He's surrounded.

Nathan Drake: Yeah...

Mercenary: Don't let him get away!

Nathan Drake: C'mon. We gotta go get him. I gotta find a way to the beach.

Elena Fisher: Nate! They're behind you!

Nathan Drake: Find some cover! Go!

Elena Fisher: Sniper! Get down! Down!

Nathan Drake: Oh boy! Oh shit. Too close.

Elena Fisher: Hey, watch out!

Nathan Drake: Seriously?!

Elena Fisher: Get back!

Nathan Drake: Whoa... geez. Ah, the bigger they are... the harder they are to take down! Elena! This way! (takes a machine gun) Now we’re talking!

Elena Fisher: C'mon. We can cut through he ship's hold.

Nathan Drake: No, no, no, no! I love idle threats. Geronimo! You okay?

Elena Fisher: Yeah, I’m okay enough. Now let's find your brother.

Nathan Drake: Hey, we can squeeze through here. Okay... now where did Sam go?

Mercenary: He went this way!

Elena Fisher: Well, there's your answer.

Nathan Drake: Oh yeah? We'll see about that. Whoa. That's was close. Nate, up on the ship— It's Sam!

Nathan Drake: Ah shit, he's pinned down.

Samuel Drake: God damn it...! Fight fair, you bastards! Nathan, take cover! Oh, is that all you got?! Man, you're a sight for sore eyes.

(All shoreliners successfully killed.)

Nathan Drake: How about we get off this damned beach, huh?

Samuel Drake: Absolutely. Did you, find my lighter? (explosion)

Nathan Drake: Ahhh!

Samuel Drake: Shit. We're sitting ducks in here!

Elena Fisher: We gotta take out that RPG!

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Right.

Samuel Drake: The cliffs! We can take cover there! I got one!

Nathan Drake: Rocket man is down!

Samuel Drake: All right, you got him!

Elena Fisher: Behind you, behind you!

Samuel Drake: Guy’s got an RPG! Nathan, move!

Elena Fisher: Got one! Yes.

Samuel Drake: I'm right behind you guys.

Nathan Drake: Okay, c'mon!

Elena Fisher: Ah damn it! Our friends are back!

Samuel Drake: Take those suckers out! Nathan! Take them out with your RPG!

Nathan Drake: Yeah. That's right!

Samuel Drake: Over here! Follow me!

Samuel Drake: Go on.

Elena Fisher: Okay— here.

Nathan Drake: That's encouraging.

Samuel Drake: Thanks.

Elena Fisher: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Let's go.

Elena Fisher: Hurry!

Nathan Drake: Jesus!

Samuel Drake: We gotta move it!

Elena Fisher: Hurry!

Nathan Drake: Aahhh!

Elena Fisher: Nate?!

Nathan Drake: I'm good, just run! Oh, no!

Elena Fisher: Nate!

Nathan Drake: I gotta get out of here. Oh no. Oh, wonderful. Ah, Christ, how many of these trucks did you bring, Rafe? Ah, crap! Oh, thank God, it's leaving... Wait, that Shoreline merc had an RPG... Where the hell is it? All right, truck. You're going down. Ha ha! Gotcha! And thank you for the exit. Oh son of bitch, another one? Here we go. All right Nate, think... think. Stairs. The stairs. Yeah, that's it. Just hide db here. Can't get me up here, right? I'm sure it'll be safe. Ah why? Why? Why?! These guys just don't give up! Stop it, just stop it! Good thing for me, you're a terrible driver. Whooooaaaaaa! Oh God—! Ah, man. Gotta move. Gotta move, gotta move... Gotta move! Just keep going. Shit! Sully?!

Victor Sullivan: How you doing, Nate?

Nathan Drake: Look out! Throw me the RPG!

Victor Sullivan: You got it!

Nathan Drake: Okay. Play time's over.

Victor Sullivan: Finish those bastards, will ya?

Nathan Drake: My pleasure! For God and liberty, asshole! Eh... that sounded better in my head.

Victor Sullivan: Nice work, kid.

Nathan Drake: Well, thanks for the assist.

Victor Sullivan: C'mon over. I'll get you out of there.

Nathan Drake: Please.

Victor Sullivan: Good to see you, kid.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, right in the nick of time.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, well... got a little antsy waiting around to hear from you two.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, no, we gotta find Sam and Elena still. ah, no, we gotta find Sam and Elena still.

Elena Fisher: Hey!

Nathan Drake: Hey!

Elena Fisher: Are you okay?

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Elena Fisher: We heard those explosions. We thought—

Nathan Drake: Yeah, it's all this guy.

Elena Fisher: You saved his ass again?

Victor Sullivan: Naturally. How you doing?

Elena Fisher: Good. Good. There were some close calls, but um... (point to Sam) He covered me.

Samuel Drake: Hey.

Nathan Drake: Hey. How's that?

Samuel Drake: Oh. (laughs) Bullet grazed my shoulder.

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Samuel Drake: You?

Nathan Drake: Cliffside... grazed my face. So how'd you lose Rafe?

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) I led his crew right into one of Avery's traps.

Nathan Drake: Smart.

Samuel Drake: (chuckles) Hey, hey look... about the whole Alcazar thing—

Nathan Drake: Hey just, we can save that for later, okay? Which way?

Victor Sullivan: On the beach, other side of this town.

Nathan Drake: Okay.

Elena Fisher: Good. I hope all that ruckus didn't attract any attention.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) I know.

Samuel Drake: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Sorry. What are we doing?

Victor Sullivan: What do you think we're doing? We're getting the hell off of this rock.

Samuel Drake: Right we— we could do that... or we can head in that direction... which is a short cut.

Victor Sullivan: Short cut do what?

Samuel Drake: To Avery's treasure.

Victor Sullivan: Oh, wow.

Samuel Drake: I mean, Rafe's got to go all the way around but we could just—

Victor Sullivan: Hey, screw Rafe!

Samuel Drake: Hey, Victor with all due respect maybe just—

Victor Sullivan: You just don't know when to quit.

Samuel Drake: Look, we're all here for the same reason, right? Right?

Elena Fisher: We didn't come after the treasure, we came after you.

Samuel Drake: And I appreciate that. I do. But we're good. And we've got the lead for now. We can do this. Nathan, .c'mon. Huh? Look around. Okay, Avery scuttled every last ship on this island. You know why?

Elena Fisher: Because he was hell-bent on keeping his treasure...

Samuel Drake: Exactly.

Elena Fisher: No matter the cost to the others around him.

Samuel Drake: (sighs) Because he didn't want anyone to follow him. Because he was leaving. Look at this. Okay. I found his map of the island. Okay? That's his ship right under that mountain. That's where our treasure is. And it is exactly where Rafe is heading right now... while we stand around here and argue like idiots.

Victor Sullivan: Okay, what if he's already left the island... and his ship sunk somewhere out there in the middle of the ocean?

Samuel Drake: Then we find out where it got sunk.

Victor Sullivan: Oh, boy...

Samuel Drake: (to Nate) How long we been chasing this thing, huh? You and me. No offense to these guys... but they don't get it.

Nathan Drake: Actually Sam, they do. They really do.

Samuel Drake: Okay.

Nathan Drake: Trust me, they’ve seen this... kind of obsession before.

Samuel Drake: (sighs)

Nathan Drake: But Sam... we're not those kids anymore. We're not. And we got nothing to prove.

Samuel Drake: Victor, where's that plane?

Victor Sullivan: Right this way.

Elena Fisher: Is it far?

Victor Sullivan: Not very. Just through this port town.

Elena Fisher: What if Shoreline set up an ambush by the plane?

Samuel Drake: They didn't.

Elena Fisher: And what makes you so sure?

Samuel Drake: Because they're heading to the mountain. For the treasure.

Victor Sullivan: This way. There she is.

Elena Fisher: It's a long drop. How did you get here?

Victor Sullivan: I hopped down a few of these walls, but... I guess we'll have to find another way around. What the hell was that?

Elena Fisher: That came from the mountain.

Samuel Drake: It's Avery's traps.

Victor Sullivan: Hey, that means they're blowing themselves up.

Samuel Drake: No, it means they're on the right path.

Nathan Drake: Hey c'mon. Let's just stay focused, huh?

Victor Sullivan: Well, I jumped down from up there... but it's too high to get back up.

Elena Fisher: Yeah. Maybe there's something we can put under it?

Nathan Drake: Give me a hand, Sam.

Samuel Drake: All right.

Elena Fisher: Hey, you need a hand?

Samuel Drake: Hey, no thanks. We got it.

Victor Sullivan: Anyone see a way out?

Nathan Drake: Hey guys. Through here. Whoa. Check that thing out.

Elena Fisher: It's like a skyrail or something.

Victor Sullivan: Think it still works.

Nathan Drake: There's no controls, but I bet I could pull the platform with my rope.

Victor Sullivan: The hell are you doing, kid?

Nathan Drake: Uh... Not sure yet.

Elena Fisher: Maybe if you could get to that wooden platform down there...

Nathan Drake: Huh.

Victor Sullivan: Well, we're getting there.

Elena Fisher: I can't wait to sleep in my own bed again.

Victor Sullivan: So close, yet so far...

Samuel Drake: I got an idea... Nathan, give me a hand?

Nathan Drake: Okay...

Samuel Drake: Okay. Victor, Can I borrow you for a sec?

Victor Sullivan: Sure.

Samuel Drake: Go ahead, Nathan. There. We'll hold it down. You jump across.

Nathan Drake: Made it.

Victor Sullivan: Here we come.

Nathan Drake: I got it! All right hop on and I’ll pull you across!

Elena Fisher: Okay, we're ready!

Victor Sullivan: Well, this is some impressive engineering for a bunch of pirates.

Elena Fisher: This is nothing. You shoulda seen the elevators.

Victor Sullivan: Wait, they have elevators?

Elena Fisher: Whoa—!

Samuel Drake: Hang on!

Nathan Drake: You guys all right?

Elena Fisher: Yeah. It's like a roller coaster.

Samuel Drake: C’mon up, Nathan.

Nathan Drake: Oh, shit!

Samuel Drake: Go! Jump off, quick!

Victor Sullivan: Nate, gimme your hand!

Samuel Drake: Whoooaaa!

Victor Sullivan: There you go.

Nathan Drake: Sam!

Samuel Drake: Son of a bitch.

Nathan Drake: Sam, c'mon!

Samuel Drake: Huh? All right.

Nathan Drake: C'mon, just jump, I'll catch you. Let's go. No. No, no, don't even think about it, you hear me?

Samuel Drake: I'm sorry I got you into this. All of you.

Nathan Drake: Hey, all that doesn't matter anymore okay? Just... just jump.

Samuel Drake: I gotta see this thing through, Nathan.

Nathan Drake: Sam. Hey, listen to me! If you do this, I'm not coming after you! You hear me?

Samuel Drake: I'm sorry.

Nathan Drake: Sam! Sam! Stupid, stubborn...

Victor Sullivan: He called your bluff.

Elena Fisher: He's gonna get himself killed. C'mon.

Nathan Drake: Ah, she's— she's probably right.

Victor Sullivan: Of course she is. Let's go.

Elena Fisher: Up here. Maybe we can head him off.

Nathan Drake: I'm gonna save him... then I’m gonna punch him.

Victor Sullivan: All right, let's just worry about the saving part first.

Nathan Drake: What the hell is he thinking? I mean, after everything we— Wasn't this enough? (sighs) Let's just find him. Hey, we can get over that wall with this. C'mon.

Elena Fisher: Here, we got you.

Victor Sullivan: You ready?

Nathan Drake: Hold on. Got it.

Elena Fisher: Okay... All right.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) All right, see?

Victor Sullivan: This isn't gonna hold.

Nathan Drake: C'mon...

Elena Fisher: Nate, go.

Nathan Drake: No— I got it.

Elena Fisher: Go!

Nathan Drake: Ah, crap. C'mon...

Victor Sullivan: God damn it. Now how the hell are we supposed to get up there?

Elena Fisher: We don't have enough time.

Victor Sullivan: Nate... No. Not by yourself.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) Look, I'll come right back, okay?

Victor Sullivan: Look, he is not gonna leave without a fight.

Nathan Drake: Then I’ll fight him if I have to. But either way I'm bringing him back. Just get the plane as close to the mountain as you can. And be ready for a quick getaway.

Victor Sullivan: (sighs) Like there's another kind?

Elena Fisher: It’s not fair.

Nathan Drake: Huh?

Elena Fisher: Doing the dishes? We take turns. Don't even think about not coming back.

Nathan Drake: I love you.

Elena Fisher: Same to you, cowboy.

Chapter 21: Brother’s Keeper

Nathan Drake: Okay. Hey, what's that? Footprints... Sam! Ah, God damn it. I'm sure he's a ways off by now. Just gonna head to the creepy mountain, save Sam, get the hell outta here... Yeah. Be laughing about the whole thing tomorrow. Here we go. Back on the trail. The footprints end here. Oh, c'mon. Which way did he go? More footprints... Well, you didn't fall to your death so... that's good. I still get a chance to kill you. Ah! Jesus Christ. What's this? Ha ha. More footprints. Well, in we go. Hey Sam? Whoa! Well, there you are. Okay... here we go... Whoa. Oh crap—! Agh— whoa! Okay... Phew... Ahh! Ah, c'mon. Uh, whoah! All right. I can make it. I can do it. Oh, shit! Oh, oh, oh crap! Agh— whoa! (laughs) I made it. I don't know how I made it, but I made it. Oh my God, that's Avery's Ship. Whoo. All right. Oh shit-! That was too close. I guess this is my way down. (laughs) Oh God, come on! Whoaaaaaaa—! Did you really do all that, Sam? I doubt it. He probably found the dry way down. Less painful... way down.

Nadine Ross: We almost done here?

Mercenary: This is the last of them, ma'am.

Nadine Ross: Good. If we hurry, we can catch up with the others.

Rafe Adler: Sam just stole our goddamn boat. He's headed for Avery's ship. Come on.

Nadine Ross: Let him. We're done.

Rafe Adler: We're done?

Nadine Ross: Most of my men are dead, Rafe. And those who aren't have already left.

Rafe Adler: Can you see that? The end is literally in sight.

Nadine Ross: That maniac pirate of yours has rigged this entire cave. I'm not setting foot on his ship.

Rafe Adler: Nadine. If you cut and run right now, the loss of all your men— everything that we've done— is for nothing.

Nadine Ross: We have millions in gold right here. I'd say that plus our lives is something.

Rafe Adler: No wonder so many of your men abandoned you.

Nadine Ross: Excuse me?

Rafe Adler: We're on the verge... of making history here, and you're willing to just walk off with a pittance a fraction of what Sam's gonna get from that boat.

Nadine Ross: If he can walk away from that ship alive... he can have it. Hell, I'd say he's earned it. God knows you didn't.

Rafe Adler: (slaps her) Now, look... We can stand here and insult each other all day... or we can finish what it is that we—

Nadine Ross: (punches him) Oh, we're finishing it all right—

Mercenary: (point his gun at her) Sorry, ma'am.

Rafe Adler: Yeah... Thing about mercenaries, Nadine... their loyalty, it's bought... it's not earned. Now, come on. Either we finish this thing together... or we can just end it right here.

Nadine Ross: Let's go make history.

Rafe Adler: Atta girl. By all means.

Nathan Drake: Let's see what you have in store for us, Captain Avery. Holy shit! Sam...

Chapter 22: A Thief’s End

(Nate swims to Avery’s ship. It’s explodes and burning.)

Nathan Drake: Ah, Shoreline... Whoa— crap! Sam?! Whoa. Look at that. There's your treasure... God damn... Was it worth it? (coughing) Sam? (coughing) Sam?!

Rafe Adler: (coughing)

Rafe Adler: Hey, Nate. (point his gun at him)

Nathan Drake: Where is Sam? (upholster his gun too)

Rafe Adler: Oh, he's right there.

Nathan Drake: Sam!

Rafe Adler: Relax, he's alive. Y'know, this idiot nearly got us all killed.

Nathan Drake: I'm getting him outta here.

Rafe Adler: No.... you're not.

Nathan Drake: Rafe, you can have the treasure, all right? Just let me save my brother. (coughs)

Rafe Adler: (laughs) After everything he's done...? How noble of you... but no.

Nathan Drake: We stay here any longer and we're all dead. Is that what you want?

Rafe Adler: That's not what I said. What do you think, Nadine? (coughs) (Nadine with gun enters the room) Good to see you up and about. Be a dear and relieve Nate there of his gun?

Nadine Ross: Hand it over.

Nathan Drake: You really think you can trust him? Huh?

Nadine Ross: Not your concern.

Rafe Adler: Now, why are you trying to instigate? Nate— Nadine and I are partners... I don't screw over my partners. Get over there. You and your brother, though... Right from the start, you took advantage of my generosity. You tried to cut me out and it's high time you learned—

(Nadine points her gun at Rafe.)

Rafe Adler: ...What are you doing?

Nadine Ross: Now you give me your gun.

Rafe Adler: (scoffs) Nadine...

Nadine Ross: I won't ask you again.

Rafe Adler: (gives his gun to Nadine) You are being... profoundly stupid right now.

Nadine Ross: Look over there.

Rafe Adler: Nadine, stop screwing around— (Nadine shoots) Jesus!

Nadine Ross: I said look!

Rafe Adler: Okay, it's a couple of skeletons. So what?

Nadine Ross: I don't know as much about history as you boys... but I've got a pretty good idea who those two are.

Rafe Adler: Well, enlighten us.

Nathan Drake: It's Avery and Tew.

Nathan Drake: It's Avery and Tew. They killed each other.

Rafe Adler: Good for them. What's the point?

Nadine Ross: Everyone obsessed with this treasure... gets what they deserve.

Nathan Drake: So what, you're just leaving us here to die?

Nadine Ross: Oh, I'm just leaving. Whether you die or not, I don't really care.

Rafe Adler: Nadine... wait—!

Nadine Ross: So long, Rafe.

(Leave and closes the door.)

Rafe Adler: Nadine! Nadine! You open this goddamn door right now!

Nathan Drake: Rafe, she‘s gone! C'mon, give me a hand; w 'll all get out of here.

Rafe Adler: Oh, no... No, that won't work.

Nathan Drake: C’ mon, help me with Sam and I'll help you open the door.

Rafe Adler: No, I'm not going to be able to enjoy... one of these coins... (picks up a sword)

Nathan Drake: God... damn it...

Rafe Adler: ...knowing that you and your worthless brother are still sucking air.

Nathan Drake: All right, just... just calm down. You can practice your fencing when we get outside.

Rafe Adler: Nate. Just shut up.

Nathan Drake: Seriously, Rafe... this is insane, even for you.

Rafe Adler: You want to hear insane? “Nathan Drake raced a madman and his entire army to the steps of Shambhala.” (swings his sword)

Nathan Drake: Ah, Jesus!

Rafe Adler: “Nathan Drake found a lost city in the middle of the Rub' al Khali desert.” (swings his sword)

Nathan Drake: God damn it—! Come on, we can get out of here together!

Rafe Adler: “Nathan Drake discovered the fabled El Dorado...” (swings his sword twice)

Nathan Drake: C'mon Rafe, stop!

Rafe Adler: “Nathan Drake is a legend.” (laughs) You know, I shoot the man who told me that.

Nathan Drake: Look I get it, you don't like me very much.

Rafe Adler: You no , for all your "greatness," Nate, you have nothing. You are naming. And I warned you to get out of my way. (they fight) I have sacrificed everything to find Avery. And I'm not gonna let a couple of two-bit thieves... a senile con man... and a washed-up journalist take that away from me!

Nathan Drake: Enough!

Rafe Adler: You care... about that parade of losers so much... I'm going to make sure they join you.

Nathan Drake: (picks up a sword) En garde (On guard), dickhead.

Rafe Adler: That's the spirit. Come on, Nate. Hold... still! C'mon, quit prolonging the inevitable. My arm's getting tired. Now we're getting somewhere.

Nathan Drake: The hell's wrong with you?

Rafe Adler: This... might hurt a little.

Nathan Drake: Get off!

Rafe Adler: (laughs) C'mon, "legend". Yaaah! Come on, Nate. Come on! Yaaah! Now that's the Nathan Drake I hear so much about. All right, all right.

Nathan Drake: We're done here. I'm taking my brother and we're leaving. You want to stay and burn with this ship, you be my guest.

Rafe Adler: You got me. You know what, Nate? Underneath all the bravado you're just a sad little boy... with delusions— of grandeur... who, by the way, can't fence for shit. So long, Nathan Drake.

Samuel Drake: Nathan! (throws him a sword)

Rafe Adler: You don't know when to give up, do you? That's good. Don't hand it to me. I've had everything handed to me... on a goddamn silver platter. Everything except this! I earned this. All of it.

Nathan Drake: You want the treasure, Rafe? It's all yours. (cut the rope holding treasure and kills Rafe) Holy shit. Hey, c'mon. Let's get you out of here. (trying to lift the plank)

Samuel Drake: I'm trying... It’s too heavy.

Nathan Drake: Just try again.

Samuel Drake: It's no use.

Nathan Drake: Try again!

Nathan Drake: Try again! Agh— c'mon!

Samuel Drake: Nathan—

Nathan Drake: God— damn it!

Samuel Drake: Listen to me! Listen to me! All I ever wanted to do... was find this treasure with you.

Nathan Drake: Sam, no, shut up.

Samuel Drake: Hey, we did It. We did it, little brother. Okay? It's all right.

Nathan Drake: No, there's gotta be another way—

Samuel Drake: Nathan. Nathan. You gotta go.

Nathan Drake: No, no, there's gotta be something—

Samuel Drake: You gotta go!

Nathan Drake: There's something—

Samuel Drake: There is no other way! C'mon, Nathan. I gotta know you made it out all right!

Nathan Drake: No...

Samuel Drake: Nathan, the whole place is about to blow up!

Nathan Drake: That's it. That's it!

Samuel Drake: What the hell are you doing?

Nathan Drake: Just trust me.

Samuel Drake: God damn it.

Nathan Drake: Just get your head down!

Samuel Drake: Oh shit. (blows the plank with a cannon)

Nathan Drake: Do it now. C'mon. Go! Go! (let Sam out) Alright—

Samuel Drake: You are one crazy son of a bitch.

Nathan Drake: Takes one to know one. C'mon.

(The swim out Avery’s ship.)

Nathan Drake: (deep breath) God—!

Samuel Drake: There! That's our way out, Nathan. Come on!

Nathan Drake: Keep going!

Samuel Drake: Just a little further!

Nathan Drake: I'm with ya!

Samuel Drake: Nathan, look out!

Nathan Drake: Oh, crap! We're almost there!

Nathan Drake: Sam, don't stop! Don’t stop, c'mon!

(They manage to swim ashore.)

Elena Fisher: Oh. Holy shit. Oh, Nate! Nate! Hey! C'mon, I got you. Are you okay?

Nathan Drake: Yeah.

Elena Fisher: Oh! Hey! Hey Sully, I got ‘em.

Victor Sullivan: Where are ya?

Elena Fisher: We're right here.

(She fires a flare. Sully arrives and take them out of the island. Later, on the dock...)

Victor Sullivan: So, you got everything?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, think so. But, feel free to sell anything I left behind. (chuckles)

Victor Sullivan: (laughs) You sure I can't give you a lift home?

Nathan Drake: After the last few days, I think I'd like a plane with drink service and reclining seats. Plus, uh... she and I have a lot to talk about.

Victor Sullivan: Yeah, you do. And no more late-night phone calls about “one last time,” hm?

Nathan Drake: (laughs) Promise. Thanks, Sully.

Victor Sullivan: Take care, kid. Don't be a stranger.

Nathan Drake: Next time you're in town... beers are on me.

Victor Sullivan: I'll hold you to that.

Samuel Drake: (talking to Elena) And then the bunny... escapes anyway and it leaves little bunny surprises all over the headmaster's bed. It was a dis—

Nathan Drake: Hey, hey, hey, hey, what are you telling her?

Elena Fisher: Just about your little “magic” phase.

Nathan Drake: Oh, I hate you.

Elena Fisher: What was your stage name?

Samuel Drake: Go on, tell her.

Nathan Drake: “Nate the Great.”

Samuel Drake: (laughs)

Nathan Drake: It's not funny. It makes sense.

Samuel Drake: In his defense he was actually you were pretty good.

Nathan Drake: Uh-huh.

Elena Fisher: Hey look, Sam, it ms been... an experience getting to meet you.

Samuel Drake: With a handshake?

Elena Fisher: Well—

Samuel Drake: (hugs her) Bring it in for the real thing, sister. Hey, take care of this numbskull, all right?

Elena Fisher: Yeah, I will.

Nathan Drake: I'll join ya in a sec.

Elena Fisher: Yeah.

Samuel Drake: I like her. God help her, she sure seems to love you.

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) I know, right? Listen, the offer still stands.

Samuel Drake: I appreciate it, but I'm good.

Nathan Drake: I know, but if you feel you're imposing, you're not, we talked about it—

Samuel Drake: it's not about that, it's not about that. It's a little bit of that, okay, but... (sighs) Just, kind of... thought that after we found Avery's treasure, I'd be... satisfied?

Nathan Drake: Ah.

Samuel Drake: Instead, I've, ah... kinda left with this strange feeling of...

Nathan Drake: Emptiness.

Samuel Drake: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, well, you know, as thrilling as the next adventure might be, in the end... you re always left with that same thing. Sometimes you just gotta... choose what you're gonna keep and... and what you're gonna let go.

Samuel Drake: Well... I guess I'm just not there yet. And besides, you know, you've got a few ancient cities on me. And I can't let’s that slide, so...

Nathan Drake: I left a couple out there. Well, thank you. (laughs) Oh— That's, that's our ride.

Samuel Drake: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Ah... Sam... We've come far.

Samuel Drake: We sure have, little brother. Come here. (hugs)

Mate: Listen, you don't do anything I wouldn't do, all right?

Samuel Drake: Get outta here. Vamoose. (Let’s go)

(Nate leaves.)

Victor Sullivan: Got a light?

Samuel Drake: So... Victor... what next for you, hm?

Victor Sullivan: Mmm. (chuckles) Well, before I got dragged into this... I was working on a business deal of sorts.

Samuel Drake: “Of sorts?” Hmm. Dangerous?

Victor Sullivan: Ehh. With these people, yeah... It’s up there.

Samuel Drake: Well, I just so happen to know a certain someone— recently out of prison— who might be perfect for this kind of work.

Victor Sullivan: Ooh... I don't know. Is he trustworthy?

Samuel Drake: More or less.

Victor Sullivan: How's his Portuguese?

Samuel Drake: Um... Quando o seu marido volta para casa?

Victor Sullivan: What's that mean?

Samuel Drake: How long before your husband gets home?

Victor Sullivan: That'll do.

Samuel Drake: Hey, you got any more of those cigars?

Victor Sullivan: Don't push your luck.

(Next scene. Nate’s office at work. Jameson enters.)

Jameson: (sighs)

Nathan Drake: Hey, good morning.

Jameson: Indeed it is, indeed it is...

Nathan Drake: (laughs)

Jameson: (chuckles)

Nathan Drake: Ah... All right, I'll bite. What's going on? Land a big contract or something?

Jameson: Oh, even better... I'm on the verge of selling Jameson Marine.

Nathan Drake: No kidding...

Jameson: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Wow, that... Well, hey, I guess— I guess congratulations are in...

Jameson: Well, not yet... but I'm confident it'll go through. They drove a hard bargain. But in the end I think we came to a... mutually beneficial agreement.

Nathan Drake: Well that's... that's great.

Jameson: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Are you gonna stay on?

Jameson: No, no, no, I think I’d like to just relax... hang with the family... go fishing every chance I get. (chuckles)

Nathan Drake: Good for you (chuckles) So who's the sap who's gonna buy this place?

Jameson: Oh, uh, you are. (laughs) (throws him the key)

Nathan Drake: What? No, c'mon, seriously.

Jameson: Oh yeah, seriously. (laughs)

Nathan Drake: Wait, Jameson? Hey, wait! Wait up, man!

Elena Fisher: Hey! Morning, guys.

Nathan Drake: What are you doing here...?

Elena Fisher: Just thought I’d take you know... one final look.

Jameson: Already gave your husband the keys.

Nathan Drake: Okay, uh, is this.

Elena Fisher: Perfect.

Nathan Drake: Is this for real?

Jameson: Nate... All you need to know is that you'd be making a very wise investment. Do the right thing here. Call me when you're through?

Elena Fisher: You got it. (to Nate) Hi.

Nathan Drake: Hi. You're— you're buying Jameson Marine?

Elena Fisher: We are buying Jameson Marine.

Nathan Drake: Oh. Okay. How? Why?

Elena Fisher: Well, I heart!r this rumor about a salvage job off the coast Malaysia and I thought it'd be right up our alley...

Nathan Drake: No, no... Honey, look... we barely got out of Libertalia alive.

Elena Fisher: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Hey, taking an illegal job? You know what that leads to.

Elena Fisher: Who said it was illegal?

Nathan Drake: (scoffs)

Elena Fisher: Look. This came in this morning. (hands him a piece of paper)

Nathan Drake: Is this legit.

Elena Fisher: Yeah. Some of my old contacts out there— they worked their magic with the Malaysian permit office. It was great. I didn't even have to bribe anyone.

Nathan Drake: Well, that's good, because I don’t know how we could possibly even afford to do this.

Elena Fisher: Here. Hold out your hand.

Nathan Drake: What?

Elena Fisher: Hold out your hand. C'mon. (hands him Avery’s coin)

Nathan Drake: Holy crap.

Elena Fisher: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Where did you get this?

Elena Fisher: It was in my jacket pocket. Along with a bunch more.

Nathan Drake: A bunch? Sam.

Elena Fisher: He's a sneaky one...

Nathan Drake: (chuckles) Yeah.

Elena Fisher: 'Course, most of them are gonna have to go into our venture here. Along with all the new camera gear.

Nathan Drake: Camera gear?

Elena Fisher: Yeah. You know, I figured as we're pulling all the cargo up from the dive... we could hire, you know, a small crew We could film the whole thing and resurrect my old show.

Nathan Drake: What happened to just... living a normal life?

Elena Fisher: I think in our attempt to lead a “normal” life, we may have... over steered. Look... Then I was on that island... I missed the adventure. I missed us. And so now we have a chance to do what we love. from here on out we are gonna operate on a strictly legal basis. All right. And I will be doing all of the shooting... with my really expensive camera.

Nathan Drake: Wow. You've really thought all this through, haven't you?

Elena Fisher: More or less. But, listen just... say the word and I will call the whole thing off.

Nathan Drake: What? No, no, no, no, no. I don’t wanna be that guy who ruins Jameson's early retirement like that. That'd be cruel.

Elena Fisher: Right...

Nathan Drake: It's not gonna be easy, you know?

Elena Fisher: Nothing worthwhile is. So... What do you say, Nathan Drake?

Nathan Drake: Sure, why not?

Elena Fisher: Hmm.

Nathan Drake: As long as I don't have to do any paperwork.

Elena Fisher: (laughs) Well, I can't do it. I'm gonna have my hands full with the camera.

Nathan Drake: Well, I'm gonna have my hands full with all the diving.

Elena Fisher: Okay. Fine. We'll take turns.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Or... I could play you for it.

Elena Fisher: Seriously?

Nathan Drake: No, listen, I have been practicing... I'm getting good.

Elena Fisher: No.

(The camera flies to the horizon.)

Nathan Drake: My hand eye is way better than it used to be.

Elena Fisher: I could— you're— (laughs)

Nathan Drake: Really.

Elena Fisher: I cannot do that to you again.

Nathan Drake: Are you afraid to play me?

Elena Fisher: I am so not afraid to play you.

Nathan Drake: On a scale from one to ten, how scared are you to play me?

Elena Fisher: Like a three.

(The screen fades to black.)

Nathan Drake: Yeah, well, jack that up to like, eleven, all right—

Elena Fisher: Ele— (chuckles)

Nathan Drake: Because I'm coming for you.

Elena Fisher: Oh yeah?

Nathan Drake: Yeah. (chicken clucking)

Elena Fisher: Oh my... that's... Okay. Fine.

(Next scene. Some girl playing Crash Bandicoot on PS1.)

Girl: (sighs) Where are they?

Epilogue

(She explores the house.)

Girl: (picks up Crash Bandicoot US version) Hmph. Oldschool.

Girl: (picks up some Avatar knock off) So good. I really sham clean this up.

Girl: Mom? Dad? Anyone? Yoohoo?

Girl: (turns on vinyl records player) Let's see that you got. Mom has weird taste in music. But I kinda like this tine.

Girl: (picks up old camera) Whoa, so cool. I need to ask mom to borrow this one again.

Girl: (to her dog) I think they abandoned us.

Girl: (give treat to the dog) All right... But just this one. (sighs) All right... (gives another one) But this is the last one for today. Okay?

Girl: (looks at photo) (chuckles) Look at these two. (takes an apple) Here we go. (the dog runs away) Hey! (scoffs) Off she goes.

(The girl goes outside.)

Girl: (sighs) Perfect day. Now all we need is the rest of our boat crew. Anyone? No? Nothing? Okay. Hey, Vicky. Well, the food's all here. Okay, girl. Where's mom and dad? All right, go find them. Go. (the dog whines) Really? Fine, I'll find them myself.

(She enters nearby house.)

Girl: And not here either. Okay, well... guess I just wait, then. (looks at some artifact) Whoa.... Good job cleaning this up. (looks at some note with a puzzle) You figured it out. (looks at newspaper clip) Oh yeah, I was hanging out with Sully for this one. (laughs) I remember that one. (looks at another newspaper clip) Oh, this was definitely my favorite dig. (laughs) Look at you all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. (looks at a map) Got the search area narrowed down quite a bit. (looks at photo of Sully and Elena hanging out) (sighs) (looks at a magazine with her photo) (chuckles) So goofy. He left his keys. He left his keys! There's no way. There's just no... way.

(She opens the cabinet, which, apparently, is usually closed. She is looking at items from previous Uncharted games.)

Girl: (chuckles) Who what is this? Pirate coin. Kinda looks like Avery's sigil? Wait... is it Avery's sigil? A Spanish doubloon. But from where? Sixteenth century. Where is this from? Kinda creepy... Kinda cool. Whoa, nice... uh... gun holster, Dad? (picks up Nate journal) Hello. Wow. Oh my god... Whoa... Henry Avery... the Gunsway heist... Wait, did you go looking for Avery's treasure? No way... Is that dad? Is that dad? Sic Parvis Magna... Greatness from small beginnings... Hm, what's this...? (sees Nate’s photo with gun and treasures) What the hell? Oh shit.

(She hears footsteps and quickly closes the cabinet.)

Girl: (forgets about the photo) Crap.

(Nathan Drake enters the house.)

Nathan Drake: Hey— there you are.

Girl: Hey!

Nathan Drake: Been looking for you. What are you doing in here?

Girl: Uh... looking for you guys.

Elena Fisher: C'mon. We loaded up the boat, it's ready.

Girl: Cool, I'll catch up with you guys in a sec.

Elena Fisher: Why?

Girl: Uh... I just need to... um...

Nathan Drake: What's up, Cassie?

Cassie: Okay... Don't be mad. (shows them the photo) Hey, I said don't be mad.

Nathan Drake: Keys. So... What did you see?

Cassie: Nothing really... Well, just that photo of you two and Sully. With a bunch of Spanish looking treasure. And a shotgun.

Elena Fisher: Yeah.

Nathan Drake: Oh.

Elena Fisher: This was bound to happen sometime. Maybe could just tell her.

Nathan Drake: She's not ready for it...

Cassie: Ready for what? All the crazy shit in there.

Nathan Drake: Hey, language.

Elena Fisher: Yeah. Language.

Cassie: Sorry. But you guys are literally keeping skeletons in your closet. Or at least a... a silver skull of some kind!

Nathan Drake: You know, I don't think I’m ready for this... Really.

Elena Fisher: Nate... it's time to have the talk.

Cassie: Yeah! It's totally time. Wait, which talk are we talking about here?

Nathan Drake: She's just a kid.

Elena Fisher: She's older than you and Sam when you started all of this.

Nathan Drake: That's— that is different. And you know it.

Cassie: Okay look, if guys you were into some shady stuff it's totally cool... but I think I'm old enough to know about its. Right?

Nathan Drake: “Old enough.” How old are you again?

Cassie: Hahaha. Funny. Mom?

Nathan Drake: All right.

Elena Fisher: (sighs) Well, let’s see... umm... For me it started with this guy called me up with a scoop on “a massive historical find.” Sounded like a complete fraud.

Nathan Drake: Yeah. Handsome fraud.

Elena Fisher: No, I hadn’t even met him yet.

Nathan Drake: Oh, she knew.

Elena Fisher: (laughs)

Nathan Drake: She knew.

Elena Fisher: So this fraud says, “If you fund the trip... then I'll give you the coffin of Sir Francis Drake.”

Nathan Drake: And for the record, I totally delivered.

Elena Fisher: Yeah. You delivered us into the hands of Indonesian pirates.

Nathan Drake: Oh, come on. You know I had nothing to with that.

Cassie: Okay, guys... time out. You're saying that you were attacked by pirates... after you found the coffin of Sir Francis Drake. Is that right.

Nathan Drake: Yeah, pretty much, yeah.

Elena Fisher: Yeah, that— that's right.

Cassie: Bullshit.

Elena Fisher: Language.

Nathan Drake: Language.

Cassie: Crap.

Nathan Drake: Better.

Cassie: All right, so keep going.

Nathan Drake: (sighs) You know what? The sun is up. Boat's ready. Wind is just right. You wanna continue the story? I say we do it on the water. C'mon.

Cassie: Well, wait. What— what'd Francis Drake look like? Was it gross?

Nathan Drake: Actually, he wasn't in there. Yeah. Just his journal, with a map to El Dorado.

Cassie: The city of gold.

Nathan Drake: Ah, that's the legend. Turns out it was just a statue. A cursed statue.

Cassie: No way. Seriously?

Nathan Drake: Yeah, seriously. But I'll get back to that later... See, the map led us to the middle of the Amazon jungle...