Sì (Yes).
I am taking Marcello into town.
To see Machiavelli's play?
Ezio, his play closed three weeks ago.
I missed it?
We are visiting your sister.
Keep an eye of Flavia, okay?
Sì (Yes), of course.
We will be back soon. Ciao amore mio (Bye, my love).
A piu tardi (See you later). Be safe.
Flavia tesoro (sweetheart), stay where I can see you.
Leave her alone!
Lei gentili Papà (She is kind, Dad).
Go inside, Flavia.
I do not know what else to say. I'm sorry.
I do not want any part of this.
I want to understand.
Understand what?
How to lead, to rebuild my Order.
No! For me that is over. Finito (Finished).
I think you should go.
Ezio, she has come a long way.
Shao Jun. Did I say that right?
Would you stay for supper?
Gra...zie (Thank you)!
Good. We have a spare bedroom.
You're welcome to stay a few nights.
Are you okay?
I can not seem to leave my past behind me.
I started this act of my life so late, Sofia.
I knew I would not have enough time to do everything.
Now I worry I do not have enough time to do anything.
Jun!
Shao Jun!
Get out!
The wind... It opened the door.
Fuori (Out)!
I was wrong.
I see, I think you need to go.
"My name is Ezio Auditore.
"When I was a young man,
"I had liberty, but I did not see it.
"I had a time, but I did not know it.
"And I had love, but I did not feel it.
"It would be thirty long years before I understood the meaning of all three."
I want to understand, like you do, to help my people.
I was an assassin for a long time, Jun.
And I know that at any moment someone could come for me,
or my family.
Do you see?
This is why I must be careful.
I usually hired people to help me with vendange, the grape harvest, but...
Entra (Go inside).
Let us get something to eat.
I would be lucky if this lasts three seasons.
This way. I want to show you something.
It is nice?
Piena di vita (Full of life).
Half of my family was murdered in this piazza (square).
Right there.
Forty-five years ago.
But now, see it like this, full of life...
I can not help but feel content.
Satisfied and so much pain has faded away.
The life of an assassin
is pain, Jun.
You suffer it, you inflict it, you watch it happen.
If they hope, that you can help it disappear in time.
Terrible irony!
And there you go.
Alright,
time to drag this old man back to his villa.
Jun, andiamo (let's go)! Hurry.
It was my Mentor's wish to meet you.
We left China together. In secret.
But these men, they caught him in Venice.
Who are they?
Servants of the Emperor Jiajing.
I was born a concubine.
But my Mentor freed me when I was young.
We returned later to save more girls, but they were...
The Emperor is a cruel man.
He prefers Ling chi to the heading.
Ling chi?
Slow process... many thousand cuts.
Then death.
Pack some bags, you must stay at Machiavelli's tonight.
What happened?
A misunderstanding.
Give me just a moment.
When I fought the Borgia,
revenge drove me forward.
And my first impulse was to aim for the head.
In time, however,
I learned that those who inspire fear
have more devoted followers than those who breach love.
Killing Rodrigo and Cesare would have accomplished nothing
without some equal measure of fraternity.
So I spent many years
teaching men and women to think and act for themselves.
First in Roma, then Constantinople.
Love binds our order together.
Love of people, of cultures, of the world.
Fight to preserve that which inspires hope
and you will win back you people.
It will take a long time.
Long time!
If you do it right, sì (yes). Get some rest.
Hurry!
It is a long way home, no?
Much to see along the way.
Thank you, Mentor.
Here. This may be of use one day.
No, only if you lose your way.
You should go.
We will be back just after dark.
You should have stayed home.
I'm home.
We will be right over here.
Il diavolo (The Devil)! I hate this damn city.
I wish I was in Roma.
I heard the women there are...
like currants in wine, you know.
Not like here, Firenze (Florence).
I don't think Firenze is your problem.
Prego?
Coraggio vecchio (Courage, old man).
Get some rest.
When I was a young man,
I had liberty, but I did not see it.
I had time, but I did not know it.
And I had love, but I did not feel it.
Many decades would pass before I understood the meaning of all three.
And now,
in the twilight of my life,
this understanding has passed into contentment.
Love, liberty and time...
...once so disposable,
are the fuels that drive me forward.
And love, most especially, mio caro (my love).
For you, our children,
our brothers and sisters.
And for the vast and wonderful world that gave us life,
and keeps us guessing.
Endless affection, mio (my) Sofia.
Forever yours,
Ezio Auditore.