介绍： 刺客信条·黑旗 序列2 记忆2
Edward: Sorry about the swift exit. Bit-of a misunderstanding.
Bonnet: One heaped upon another.
Edward: Ah, Jaysus. I’m sorry mate, this is my doing. I’m only trying to keep these Spanish eyes off me.
Bonnet: Oh, it’s no bother. Regrettably, these soldiers confiscated my sugar. An...

介绍： 刺客信条·黑旗 序列2 记忆2
Edward: Sorry about the swift exit. Bit-of a misunderstanding.
Bonnet: One heaped upon another.
Edward: Ah, Jaysus. I’m sorry mate, this is my doing. I’m only trying to keep these Spanish eyes off me.
Bonnet: Oh, it’s no bother. Regrettably, these soldiers confiscated my sugar. And your dispatches.
Edward: Damn! And where’ve they gone?
Bonnet: I haven’t foggiest idea, I’m afraid. I suspect those chaps might but my Spanish is (very well), so I’d-I’d rather not ask.
Edward: S**t. All right. Come on, let’s follow’em and recover my maps.
Bonnet: And my sugar?
Edward: What, in my drawers? We’ll see what happens.
Bonnet: You don’t mind me tagging along, do you?
Edward: Not if you keep quiet and stay out of sight. …Bonnet!
Bonnet: I believe I’m getting the hang of this!
Edward: Quiet!
Bonnet: I fear they’re on to us!
Edward: Hang back!
Bonnet: Oh, perhaps we should split up to confuse them.
Edward: It’s the best idea you’ve had today.
Soldier 1: (Hello Sirs.) You’re late.
Soldier 2: Yes, sir. (Yes.) We are very sorry. Our captain delayed us.
Soldier 1: This would be captain Mendoza?
Soldier 2: Yes, sir. He is very excited to meet you. Only he must be present for a…a…a hanging. (Sir.)
Soldier 1: Hanging? Ah…love a good hanging!
Soldier 2: Yes, sir. Very nice. If we hear the bell, we may go…if you like!
Soldier 1: I’d love to. Especially if captain Mendoza is pulling the trap. The man owes me money for the slaves I sold him.
Soldier 2: Of course, sir. Captain Mendoza is happy to pay you. We have goods to sell sugars and such.
Soldier 1: Excellent.
Soldier 2: The bell, senor! The hanging will be started soon!
Soldier 1: Well, let’s not dilly-dally!
Soldier 2: Yes, sir. We go!
[Running]
[Eavesdropping]
Soldier 1: How long will this hanging take, man? I don’t mean to hang about all day for the captain.
Soldier 2: Quick as anything, sir. Captain Mendoza needs only to hang the man, then he will deliver you payment.
Soldier 1: I don’t want Reales, mind. I want goods. Things I can sell. Tobacco. Rum. Sugar.
Soldier 2: Si, si! We have much fine sugar. Crates we took off a fat Englishman last night.
Soldier 1: Englishman?
Soldier 2: Si. Sugar from Barbados. Very fine. We hold it in the Castillo after the man started the fight last night. He ran, left his sugar behind. Very fine.
Soldier 1: Well that’s a start. Shall I accompany him to the Castillo?
Soldier 2: No, sir. Captain Mendoza will have it sent you, I believe. You will see.
Soldier 1: Good lord! Is that big brute your captain Mendoza?
Soldier 2: No sir. He is El Tiburon. El Tiburon, governor Torres’s man.
[Running and Stealing]
Edward: Sorry about the sugar. I’ve only one pair of hands.
Bonnet: Oh, it’s no great loss. Uh, I’ve got a…plenty of cargo here to make a profit of my trip.
Edward: Will you stay here long?
Bonnet: For a few weeks, yes. Then back to Barbados, to the tedium of domesticity.
Edward: Don’t settle for tedium. Sail for Nassau. Live life as you see fit.
Haven’t I heard that Nassau is crawling with pirates? Seems a very tawdry place.
Edward: Not tawdry. Liberated.
Bonnet: Oh, God, that would be an adventure. But, no, no… I’m a husband and a father, I have responsibilities. Life can’t be all pleasure and distraction, Duncan.
Edward: Hey, ah, Bonnet. The name’s Edward, in truth. Duncan’s only a handle.
Bonnet: Ah…a secret name for your secret meeting with the governor.
Edward: The governor, right. I think I’ve kept him waiting long enough.