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Intro Cutscene

(News)
[April 2, 2006]

Morris Odell: ...of Indonesia has submitted formal protests against supposed US sorties across the Timorese border.

[April 3, 2006]

President Bowers: ...and if Indonesia's government continues to hamper our efforts to combat terror, we will make our displeasure known.

Morris Odell: ...has effectively driven the Darah Dan Doa out of East Timor, crushing individual cells of guerrilla fighters. The situation in Indonesia should be resolved within...

[April 4, 2006]

Morris Odell: ...have given US troops for limited sorties onto Indonesian land, but only under supervision by...

End News.

Cutscene:

[Israeli Airspace]

[April 5, 2006 00:12 hours]

(The Osprey is flying with two military jets adjacent to either side. Sam Fisher views the one to his right from the cockpit before walking back to a video monitor to talk to Irving Lambert.)

Sam: Lambert, do you really think I need these two nannies? I'm a big boy, you know.

Lambert: Sam, on this mission, we have to work closely with the local authorities. It's related to the bank account we found on Soth's laptop. A large payment was made to a charity cover-up for a Syrian terrorist cell operating in Jerusalem.

Sam: I knew the Penguin was a benefactor. And?

Lambert: You'll have more details once you get on site, big boy.

[Jerusalem - 00:54 hours]

[The Osprey flies over as Sam parachutes down into the city]

End Cutscene.

In-Game

(Sam begins on a walkway above an ornate stream. Coen is in front of him as she sets him out on his mission.)

(Sam can interact with Coen first:)

Frances Coen: Here's a cultural opportunity for you. The birthplace of Judaism, Christianity, and Islam.

Sam Fisher: So this is where all that peace and love came from.

Coen: Exactly. Recent attacks have led authorities to put curfews in place, which is what accounts for tonight's peace. In other words, you should have basically empty streets.

Sam: Great, the fewer civilians, the easier my job gets.

Sam: I couldn't tell from the flash notes whether we're dealing with Shin Bet or Mossad here.

Coen: Let's hope for your sake its Mossad. Between the lines back at Fort Meade reads like our side's having trouble getting straight answers from Israeli Intelligence.

Sam: Why are you smiling?

Coen: Thinking about my mom.

Sam: That's sweet.

Coen: She always wanted me to make the pilgrimage to Israel.

Sam: If I see any postcards, I'll pick up one for you.

Coen: Super.

Coen: I'll see you once you're finished. (OR) Good luck.

Lambert: Good God, Fisher, what the hell are you doing? The mission's over. I'm not even sure we can bring you back to the states. [Mission failed - You are out of your mind]

(Sam makes his way up the walkway to the streets where police patrol the urban area.)

Irving Lambert: (Radio) This looks like a touchy mission. Brunton is coordinating with local intelligence.

Sam: Mossad?

Lambert: Even better. Shin Bet.

Sam: Spooky. Who are we torturing?

Lambert: Just you. First thing you're going to need is to retrieve your SC-20K.

Sam: Wouldn't it make more sense just to give to me?

Lambert: We had the barrel altered to reduce sonic placement. Only one man with those skills in the area, an old arms dealer-slash-CIA plant working out of the back of a small shop. He'll be waiting for you, details on your OPSAT.

(If Sam kills any police officers or civilians:)

Lambert: For Christ sake Fisher, the mission is over. (OR) What are you doing, the mission is over. [Mission failed - You used lethal force]

(If Sam is detected by a police officer:)

Lambert: Fisher, you are paid to be invisible. [Mission failed - You have been detected]

(If a body is found:)

Lambert: Fisher, you need to hide all bodies in the shadows. The mission is over. [Mission failed - A body was found, alarm stage 1] (Sam sneaks through the streets of Jerusalem avoiding contact with police or civilians. He finds two rabbis talking together in Hebrew)

(Sam sneaks through the streets of Jerusalem avoiding contact with police or civilians. He finds two rabbis talking together in Hebrew)

Civilian 1: The agreements will never be held, they control so little the situation.

Civilian 2: We never know, in any case this curfew is poorly monitored and controlled.

Civilian 1: On the other hand the police seem on the teeth.

Civilian 2: Exactly they do not control anything.

Civilian 1: Do you think there will be another attack tonight?

Civilian 2: I do not know anything about it, do not hang out in the old town.

Civilian 1: Yes I know I may have to return to Tel Aviv with my wife, the situation looks less dangerous down there.

Civilian 2: Oh, you think?

Civilian 1: Nothing is more dangerous than Jerusalem.

(Sam goes near Saul's shop where a policeman is talking to a civilian.)

Policeman1: You cannot stay here, you have to go home.

Civilian1: Let me just finish my orange juice.

Policeman1: You can finish it in prison if you want.

Civilian: OK, I'm going, fine.

Policeman1: I said now!

(Sam enter's Saul's shop and goes to the back, downstairs in a basement. Two armed men are harassing Saul.)

Thief: We just want the guns and the money, Saul.

(As Sam prepares to attack them.)

Thief: We'll take your life too if we have to, but we don't want it.

Brunton: We have no choice, we need to have them dead.

(If Sam waits:)

Thief: Lay down your gun and walk out. We'll let you go.

(If Sam waits:)

Thief: Aw goddammit. All right Saul, all right.

(If Saul Berkovitz is killed from the thief holding him hostage, or is killed or knocked out by Sam before talking to him:)

Lambert: Good God, Fisher, what the hell are you doing? The mission's over. I'm not even sure we can bring you back to the states. [Mission failed - You missed your objective]

(Sam subdues the thieves and speaks to Saul.)

Sam: You're Saul Berkovitz.

Saul Berkovitz: Haah. Thank god you showed up when you did. You are Mr. Brunton's man, no?

Sam: Who were they?

Berkovitz: Thieves. They shouldn't have been able to get this close to me. There must be something wrong with my security arrangements...

Sam: You've got something for me.

Berkovitz: Yes. Only a small thanks compared to what I owe you.

(Saul goes near a barrel and flips it, revealing a trapdoor that has Sam's SC-20K along with some launcher projectiles and picks them all up.)

Lambert: Good. Feeling better with a warm gun in your hand?

Sam: Much, thanks.

Lambert: Your next objective is named Dahlia Tal. Brunton?

Brunton: Ms. Dahlia Tal. She's a Shin Bet agent in deep cover with the local terrorist cells.

Lambert: She's our link to Norman Soth's terrorist connections.

Brunton (PS2/GameCube): We're hoping she'll be able to tell you about a large bank account transfer from one of Sadono's heroin money laundromats.

Lambert: One of the choice nuggets of intel we pulled off Soth's laptop. Find Dahlia. She'll lead you to the mercenaries.

Optional SC-20K event with Saul

(Sam can talk to Saul.)

Sam: You made some modifications.

Berkovitz: If you'd like to give it a try, I know a discreet place nearby.

(Sam follows Saul to an overlooking area with a fountain behind it, Sam could have a feel for his SC-20K.)

Berkovitz: Here we are. Feel free to play, but don't fire any bullets; I couldn't make it any quieter without sacrificing accuracy and range.

(If Sam enters into scope mode with the SC-20K.)

Berkovitz: I calibrated the optics on your scope, I think you'll like the effect. Of course, it's still sensitive as a butterfly's wing, you'll probably have to hold your breath to get a steady shot. I... Oh, crap, get down, somebody's coming.

(Suddenly a policeman is coming their way then stands by the fountain drinking water.)

Berkovitz: Why don't you do both of us a favor and drop this guy. A ring airfoil grenade should be quiet enough, and it'll certainly do the trick.

Sam: He's standing in a puddle.

Berkovitz: Huh, oh, that idiot. I like the way you think. Sticky Shock him.

(If Sam subdues the policeman.)

Berkovitz: Good, good. Perhaps you can take care of that body, I have our two earlier guests to attend to.

Sam: Sure, thanks for the work. The gun looks good.

Berkovitz: My pleasure. Just don't do anything with it I'll regret contributing to.

(Saul leaves.)

(only after the SC-20K event is completed)

Berkovitz: Good night, and good luck.

Berkovitz: I thank you again for saving my life. I hope the SC-20K will do the same for you.

Berkovitz: If I were you, I'd keep that gun holstered. Violence in this town tends to echo.

(Sam listens to some Policemen talking to a civilian nearby.)

Civilian2: Hey, please, can you tell me when the curfew ends?

Policeman2: No idea, we had an incident in the Christian area this morning.

Civilian2: Was it serious?

Policeman2: Pretty serious, but less than the one we had last week. Now be quiet.

Civilian2: God this city has become more and more dangerous.

(Sam makes his way to the lower district of Jerusalem, hearing two policemen talking.)

Policeman3: It's not a safe place anyway.

Policeman4: The curfew is not respected enough. We should be more severe.

Policeman3: People are tired and bored to stay home.

Policeman4: This ain't a way to risk their life.

Policeman3: This will never change.

Policeman4: I don't like what happened to the grocery store.

Policeman3: This is almost total anarchy now.

Policeman4: They will never respect any of the peace route maps anyway.

Policeman3: Yes, I will keep on being busy.

Policeman4: Speak for yourself.

Policeman3: Who did it?

Policeman4: Nobody claimed it, but you don't have to think twice to know.

Policeman3: Will there be any reaction?

Policeman4: I guess so, as usual.

Policeman3: Another terrorist attack and the city will blow up.

Policeman4: You know, we've been saying that for so long.

Policeman3: Nothing changes.

Policeman4: Only the number of dead and the list changes. It keeps growing.

(Sam follows the policemen and bypasses them to head near a square. He finds a gate blocking his path and climbs the pipes to a church then zip-lines to a scaffolding structure.)

Following Dahlia Tal

Anna Grimsdottir: I have a clearer identification of Dahlia. She's waiting for you near the church. She's wearing a traditional white outfit. The code is "Is there a special hour for the mass?" answer: "Only in the morning."

(He rappels down to find Dahlia Tal waiting for him behind the fence.)

Sam: "Is there a special hour for the mass?"

Dahlia Tal: "Only in the morning." You took a long time.

Tal: You're American. Who are you?

Sam: I'm friendly. And looking for a friend of mine. You've seen this man? *Show's Soth's picture*

Tal: I feel you wouldn't be asking unless I had.

Sam: What he was doing in Jerusalem?

Tal: Buying a weapon.

Sam: Details, details.

Tal: I don't know any. Something biological. The Syrians have supposedly had it for over a decade, but it was too dangerous to move it until your friend came along with some kind of storage devices.

Sam: What was the deal?

Tal: Your friend got the biological agent. He gave the Syrians a small mountain of U.S. currency and one of the storage devices.

Sam: Where are the Syrians? Where's the device?

Tal: I'll take you to the device. But stay out of sight. Anybody sees us together and we'll be far from the only people killed.

(Dahlia unlocks the gate to let Sam out and follows her discreet-fully through the square and into a road where stalls are in place.)

(Sam can interact further with Dahlia:)

Sam: Wait. You knew I was coming?

Tal: Sure, my people contacted me. Said if you had any doubts to mention the name, D.P. Brunton.

Sam: What will you do when you reach the Syrians?

Tal: I'll get you inside to see them and then drop out of sight. If you're able, I'd appreciate a lack of witnesses.

Tal: If we're going to go, we need to leave now. (OR) Follow me, stay out of sight.

Lambert: Good God, Fisher, what the hell are you doing? The mission's over. I'm not even sure we can bring you back to the states. (before meeting her:) [Mission failed - You are out of your mind] (after meeting her:) [Mission failed - You missed your objective]

(Dahlia encounters a police officer.)

Policeman5: What are you doing on the street?

Tal: I'm sorry officer. I'm heading home now.

(The policeman escorts her for a bit giving Sam the chance to pass.)

Policeman5: The curfew is very clear. You're endangering yourself and others.

Tal: Of course, but my father. I had to take care of him since he got wounded in one of... the attacks. I was changing his bandages and must've lost track of time. I didn't intend...

Policeman5: Ahh. I see. Well hurry home, and be careful.

Tal: Thank you, officer, I will.

(Sam continuous further through the stalls and a mosque. He follows her through a closed bazaar while Dahlia finds another officer.)

Policeman6: What are you doing outside? We're well past curfew.

Tal: I'm sorry. I was taking care of my sick father. He was wounded in...

Policeman6: Of course, but we can't make exceptions. I'll have to insist to return to your house immediately.

Tal: Of course, Officer. I'll be right on my way.

Policeman6: I'll escort you.

Tal: Excuse me?

Policeman6: These streets aren't safe, curfew or no. I'll wake you home to sure you arrive quickly and safely.

Tal: That's not necessary.

Policeman6: I don't mind at all. Here, let's go.

(The Officer made a move but he was stopped by Dahlia who hits him unconscious.)

Tal: That really won't be necessary.

(Sam catches up with her near another square.)

Sam: Nicely done. Does this change our plan?

Tal: No. The biological sample will only be at the Shoshana warehouse for another few hours. We can't afford to let it get away. We just need to be more subtle. If I see you between here and the warehouse, I'll have to call off my part of the assignment.

Sam: Right. Is there a way I can get up on the roofs?

Tal: Yeah, that works. Over there. You should be able to get up. I'll meet you at the warehouse.

(Sam can speak to her again:)

Sam: Who do the Syrians think you are?

Tal: A double agent. They think I'm betraying Mossad.

Sam: Why are you being so helpful?

Tal: Our governments are allies. Our enemies are yours.

Sam: You don't have to come to the warehouse; teamwork isn't exactly my M.O.

Tal: You can take it up with your superiors. Brunton, I believe his name was.

Tal: You can follow me through the shadows. (OR) I don't want to be talking here.

(Sam goes through a block and into an alley where he climbs up a pipe to a house and through the rooftops. He rappels down to another alley as Dahlia distracts the officer and then he slips past to see her chat with another one.)

Policeman7: Miss, excuse me.

Tal: Uh, oh thank goodness, a police officer, you startled me.

Policeman7: You can't be...

Tal: I was so worried because of the curfew. Imagine the type of character you could run into out here.

Policeman7: You need to...

Tal: I'm sorry, but I really need to get home. I shouldn't be out past curfew.

Policeman7: Exactly, miss.

Tal: Thank you so much. Have a good night officer.

(Both reach by the warehouse entrance where an elevator is nearby that goes down to the Assyrians.)

(Once Sam enters the elevator, he speaks to Dahlia once more.)

Tal: You ready? We're stirring up a nest full of vipers here.

Sam: You want to come inside?

Tal: Not on your life.

(The elevator gate shuts as Sam suddenly gets a radio from Lambert.)

Lambert: Fisher. We need Dahlia dead. Kill her. Don't think, just do it.

(Sam has the choice to either kill her or let her live as the elevator descends. How the mission unfolds from this point on will depend on Sam's choice.)

Underground

Sam: Tell me what I just did, Lambert.

Lambert: The right thing. Hard work, but it had to happen.

Brunton: Shin Bet wasn't playing a straight game.

Sam: Killing unarmed women seems mighty close to terrorism...

Lambert: Shut up, Fisher. Leave the ethics to us. Brunton, sign off. We need to talk.

Brunton: Get the sample as soon as possible. You're in a Fifth Freedom situation, all means are acceptable.

(Sam leaves the elevator where Syrian terrorists are guarding the pathway into a sewer system with a metal walkway. Sam traverses the tunnels that lead into two contained rooms, one has guns and the other the biological agent. Sam manages to retrieve the sample.)

Lambert: Great work, now to find out what's in it.

Sam: I could open it.

Lambert: And you could play Russian Roulette with a clip-loaded pistol.

Sam: Where's your sense of humor?

Lambert: We've got a CIA analyst waiting with Coen. Man by the name, Bellagio Sampler.

Sam: Bellagio Sampler?

Lambert: You asked where my sense of humor was. Updates on your OpSat.

(Sam walks out of the storage and finds another elevator that takes him to the surface. He will come across a corridor and out of it a block surrounded by buildings, patrolled by police officers. Sam bypasses them and makes his way through the far end of the block to an alley.)

Lambert: You and Coen can get out of here, the mission's complete.

Sam: You think the smallpox is the real thing?

Lambert: I hope to god not. There's certainly been suggestions in Syrian intelligence that they've been developing agents. All we can do is let Bellagio do his job and hope.

Sam: You think smallpox is the "Springfield Demonstration?"

Lambert: I don't want to guess.

Sam: Can you tell me now why I killed Dahlia?

Lambert: No, not yet. I know you're not happy about it, but preventative measures are never satisfying. Meet Coen and get to Amityville.

Lambert: Damn it, Fisher. We needed her dead.

Sam: Why?

Brunton: Shin Bet's not playing a straight game.

Lambert: It's not your job to question.

Sam: I'm going to need a little more warning to shoot unarmed women. Are we aborting the mission?

Lambert: No. We can't. But you just dug a deep pit to get out of. Sign off, Brunton, we need to talk.

Brunton: Get the sample as soon as possible. You're in a Fifth Freedom situation, all means are acceptable.

(Sam leaves the elevator where Syrian terrorists are guarding the pathway into a sewer system with a metal walkway. Sam traverses the tunnels that lead into two contained rooms, one has guns and the other the biological agent. Sam manages to retrieve the sample.)

Lambert: We've got some bad intercepts, Fisher. You ever read the chamberlain chapter of your history books?

Sam: No need to act cute.

Lambert: Dahlia Tal is close and no doubt eager to repay your mercy.

Brunton: Shin Bet wants the ND133, and knows there's no official repercussion for killing somebody who doesn't officially exist.

Lambert: She's got sniper stats that could disprove Kennedy conspiracies. Needless to say...

Sam: Yeah, you said "jump" and I didn't. When I get back to the states, I'll sit facing the corner in a cone hat.

(Sam walks out of the storage and finds another elevator that takes him to the surface. He will come across a corridor and out of it a block surrounded by buildings. He will be faced with snipers, Dahlia Tal among them, covering the rooftops. Sam disposes of them and makes his way through the far end of the block to an alley.)

Lambert: You and Coen can get out of here, the mission's complete.

Sam: You think the smallpox is the real thing?

Lambert: I hope to god not. There's certainly been suggestions in Syrian intelligence that they've been developing agents. All we can do is let Bellagio do his job and hope.

Sam: You think smallpox is the "Springfield Demonstration?"

Lambert: I don't want to guess. Meet Coen and get out of there. Your soft spot for Dahlia has cost us more in the region than you can imagine.

[Mission complete]