His Dark Materials (s01e01) - Lyra’s Jordan
Well, my favourite moment is early morning, when the sky is high and the land seems endless.
When the Master turned back, Lord Asriel put the child in his arms before he could protest.
“Secundum legem de refugio scholasticorum, protectionem tegimentumque huius collegii pro filia mea Lyra nomine reposco,“ Asriel said. “Look after her.”
“Scholastic sanctuary? For this child?”
“For my daughter, Lyra, as I said.”
“She’s not a scholar!”
“You’ll have to make her into one, then, won’t you?”
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“This one time, my father hit me so hard with his shoe, my leg swelled up. I couldn’t sit, I couldn’t stand, I couldn’t do anything. He says to me, ‘Don’t you even think about running away!’ Run away. I couldn’t reach town to put on my shoes. Yeah, he’d humiliate me until I’d said enough sorrys to make up for whatever thing he decided that day would justify his temper. You know? You do know, don’t you?”