Uncharted 3 Walkthrough - Chapter 5 (1 of 3)
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Sullivan: What in the world?
Nate: Charlie, who the hell are we dealing with here?
Charlie: I don't know, mate. But whoever they are, they are seriously weird.
Nate: Look at the ironwork.
Charlie: It's got to be Victorian, maybe older.
Sullivan: Man, all this stuff's been rusting for a century.
Nate: Maybe we can get through here.
Charlie: No way we're moving that.
Sullivan: I don't think so.
Nate: Hey, wait. There's a counterweight up there. Looks like it's stuck.
All right, one of us should climb up there and see if they can dislodge it.
Sullivan: Good idea. Guess who?
Nate: Crap.
All right, I'm almost there.
Sullivan: That ought to work.
Here we go.
Got it?
Charlie: Yep, take your time.
Sullivan: All right.
We're through!
Nate: I'll meet you on the other side.
What the hell is this place?
Oh shit, get down.
Charlie: Good eye. Thanks for having our back.
Nate: Hey, there's Marlowe's car.
Charlie: All right, from here on, no more guns.
Man: Hands up.
Charlie: Oh, hello, mate. We must've taken a wrong turn somewhere.
Sullivan: Yeah, is this King's Cross?
Man: Don't move.
Sullivan: Hey, hey, you got us all wrong, man. We're from Cleveland.
Charlie: Oh, well done, mate
Sullivan: Thattaboy!
What the hell kind of place is this?
Charlie: I've never seen anything like it.
Sullivan: Some sort of train station or something.
Charlie: Yeah, yeah, but it's got to be almost 200 years old.
Sullivan: Jesus, just when you think things can't get any weirder.
Charlie: Shh, get back.
Take them out quietly.
Sullivan: Nicely done, boys.
Nate: Come on. They must've gone through here.
Sullivan: And it gets weirder.
Charlie: Whoa, this stonework.
Nate: Looks like Tudor, 16th century.
Up this way.
Sullivan: Quietly, Nate.
Nate: Hey, over here.
Charlie: No, no, no, no, seriously, who are these people?
Kate: I'm not interested in your excuses.
Sullivan: Sh-shh.
Kate: He was a loose cannon and you should have known.
Talbot: Yes, it is regrettable, but . . .
Kate: Shh, not regrettable, sloppy.
Your poor judgement could have cost us everything.
Four hundred years of searching, finally, Drake's secret will be revealed.
What is this?
Talbot: I don't understand.
Kate: It's a forgery.
Talbot: What?
But that's not possible. I verified it myself.
This isn't the ring.
Kate: Really.
Talbot: I held it in my hands. I saw him put it around his neck. This doesn't make sense.
Kate: We've been duped.
Talbot: Cutter.
Kate: Uh huh.
You men stand guard and stay alert. We may have been followed.
You, come with us. Find them and bring me that ring. I don't care how you get it.
