Victoria: I was a virgin. My virginity was my most cherished possession. My gift from God. My gift was taken from me.
Pucci: Tragic and most damnable. What was the name of this vile seducer?
Victoria: Giacomo Casanova. When Casanova came to my room and... Robbed me... I fought for my honour
Pucci: Are you saying that you would be willing to give me the testimony that I need to hang him?
Victoria: Yes. But I would be worried about my reputation.
Pucci: Of course. But I think we could say if everything went according to plan we could return your reputation *and* your virginity to you.
Victoria: You could do that?
Pucci: Oh, yes. We are the Catholic Church. We can do anything.
Pucci: Witchcraft!
Pucci's servant: Actually, sir, it's because hot air rises, counteracting the gravitational forces of... Witchcraft.
Servant Girl: My Lady says the pig must stay outside, but the animal, we'll take.
Pucci: Aha! So we meet Casanova. I find it very hard to believe that THIS is what women want.
Casanova: She has a secret lover? Who?
Giovanni Bruni: I don't know, it's a secret.
Francesca Bruni: True love does not grow with the number of lovers. It wastes away.
Casanova: What's this 'we?' You slapped him, you fight him.
Pucci: A massive amount of fornication can lead to confusion.
Pucci: Heresy is what *I* say it is.
Francesca Bruni: Give me a man who is man enough to give himself just to the woman who is worth him. If that woman were me I would love him alone and forever.
Casanova: Casanova, the philosopher? Who devotes his life to the perfection of experience? Yes, I know him.
Francesca Bruni: No, Casanova the libertine, who devotes his life to seducing women.
Casanova: Well, we're obviously talking about the same person.
Dalfonso: Eternal damnation for one night with Casanova.
Sister Beatrice: Seems fair.
Dalfonso: You are charged with heresy. To wit: fornicating with a novice!
Casanova: She was hardly a novice.
