Judge: …You, Mary Read and Anne Bonny, are to go from hence to the Place from whence you came, and from thence to the Place of Execution; where you shall be severally hanged by the Neck till you are severally dead, dead, dead.
Anne: O rot!
Judge: May God in his infinite Mercy be merciful to each of your Souls…
Mary: We’re pregnant!
[le gasps and murmurs!] (too lazy to find the actual sound clip)
Mary: Do you all hear that?
Judge: What the Devil did she say?
Official: They plead their Bellies, Milord.
Anne: Aye! You can’t hang a Woman quick with Child, can ya?
[murmurs continue!] (still too lazy to find it)
Judge: Quiet! Quiet! If what you claim is true, then your Executions will be stayed, but ONLY until your Terms are up.
Anne: Then I’ll be up the Duff the next time you come knocking!
Teodora: What is it, my son? You want to ask me something?
Ezio: I do. Forgive me, but – why is it you wear a nun’s habit if you aren’t one?
Teodora: Well whoever said I wasn’t? Indeed, I am married to the Lord.
Ezio: And yet you are also a courtesan? You run a bordello (brothel).
Teodora: So? I see no contradiction. How I choose to practice my faith – what I choose to do with my body – these are my choices to make.
Like many young women I was drawn to the church, but grew disillusioned by the ‘believers’ of this city. Men hold God only as an idea in their heads, not in the depths of their hearts and bodies.
Men must know how to love in order to reach salvation. My girls and I provide that to our congregation.
No church would agree with me, I realized, so I created my own. It may not be traditional, but men’s hearts grow firmer in my care.
All Sounds of Assassin's Creed 