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My lord.

Open your eyes.

Your life is in danger.

Your enemies are here to catch you.

Answer by the blood of God if you hope to live.

Do you hear me?

It is I, Mikolato.

Mikolato.

Now.

Hear me, my lord.

The Pope, he's dead.

His holiness is dead.

Your father.

Your brother is here.

Tell us what we must do.

Your brother?

Korn? No, no, no.

Joffrey.

Joffrey.

What are we to do?

His holiness is dead.

Geoffrey. How long have I been in fever?

Six days.

Six days?

Yes.

All of this is dead.

Yes, my lord. When did he die?

A matter of hours.

I didn't think of it.

I was prepared for everything, but not this.

There is still time, my lord. Yes, yes, be quick, be quick.

Lock, lock the door to the Pope's chamber.

Seize the keys.

Behind the bed, in the wall, a cupboard, his secret treasure.

Bring it to me.

Put a guard on this door.

Yes, my lord.

Geoffrey. Yes, Chiswick.

Be loyal, or I shall slit your belly and draw your guts.

Don Miguel, you cannot enter.

It is improper.

It's desecration.

Your soul's in danger.

Your soul is in danger.

Where are the keys?

You're two seconds from eternity, Gaspari.

Where are the keys? No!

Wait! Where are the keys?

Under your pillow.

Get him out and lock the door.

That's quickly. There may be more.

Hi,

Lord.

Hmm.

It's all there. Not the tiara.

The servants are looting the apartments.

But there's more than 100 ,000 ducats in gold here.

Jewels. Much more.

It'll buy a pope.

All that I need.

And more.

I have the money.

I have an army.

Cardinals lack both.

Thank you, Holy Father.

May the devil keep your soul.

I have the rest.

You mourn him?

He was our father.

Our father?

He never owned you.

Don't fear, little brother.

You shall have your share.

Only be a lawyer.

Be a lawyer.

My enemies.

What news?

The French and Spanish forces are nearing the city.

There's very little time.

Who commands?

The Spanish forces led by Prospero Colonna.

He's at Marino, a few hours' march away.

The French forces will take some days yet to reach the city.

Keep my forces here.

See they are paid.

Send word to the Romagna.

Geoffrey.

What must I do?

Bring Prospero Colonna.

Tell him I will restore his lands.

I need his army.

The Orsinians will cut my heart out.

Once it's known, the Pope is dead.

All of our family.

Where's our mother?

And can it be true?

Oh, yes, Master Thelma.

He is in God's hands now.

Well, we must pray for it.

I have taken everything.

Nothing has been done according to the proper forms.

I could not find a single member of a sacred college within the Vatican.

Well, I must do what I can.

Cardinal Carmelengo should have been here to verify his passing.

And there is the bell.

I must instruct them to ring La Paterina.

Then Rome will know that the Pope is dead.

It will be the signal for insurrection, murder, pillage.

It is the custom.

La Paterina is always wrong.

So, if it is not wrong, then he will not be dead.

What a pity God does not observe your rules, Master of Ceremonies.

It's not carnival.

It was La Paterina.

The Pope is dead!

The port -a -bastard is dead!

And I shall be freed!

Open the door! Open!

You hear it?

Now we have revenge.

Even the ghosts will rise.

Not one to shed a tear.

Little Lucrezia, yes.

And Chatterley.

Mother.

Write to Lucrezia.

They shall be cared for.

Giovanna.

You're a borgia.

Rodrigo, you fear no man.

You understand?

Yes, my lord.

Say farewell to your tutelage.

The lady Venazza is in charge of you now.

You are noble boys.

Remember what I have taught you.

My son, you're eminent.

How is it in the streets? Some swaggering and shouting.

There will be worse.

What have you heard?

Oh, come, eminence. We passed the party of Ottini Galants, armed and crying

death to the Borgia.

The cardinals have met.

We are called to the Palazzo Venezia in the morning.

They dare not come to the Vatican while you are here.

I shall stay here until they have promised what I seek.

I have 200 lances outside the walls of the city.

With my supporters in the conclave, I shall make you pope.

How many could be sworn to that?

You have eight votes, my lord.

No more?

Perhaps eleven.

That's almost a third.

There's only time.

I must be paid, my lord.

I'm not in fever.

Tell them to send the Greek girl to me.

Send Varsia to me.

Trust me, Juan Verre, I shall make you pope.

You must secure the body.

Help me!

Your Eminences!

Your Eminences!

In the absence of Cardinal Riario from Rome, You have elected me to the high

office of Cardinal Camalengo. To speak further to the Borgia Duke. You must

persuade the Duke to leave the city.

The Vatican is in the hands of armed men. We are all in danger. It may be we

should be forced to call upon the arms of France.

Those of his Spanish majesty are near us, don't worry.

Of course, we understand your preference.

If you bring in your Spanish troops, Cardinal Carappa, there will be clashes

with the Orsinians. And if the armies of France... Your Eminence... Monseigneur,

you see the peril in which we stand?

All forces must be withdrawn without delay.

Then, and only then, can we elect a pope. Your eminences request me to

an urgent meeting with the duke.

Cardinal Piccolamini?

Oh, yes.

Yes. Very well. And we must arrange, too, for the destruction of the papal

seance. Cardinal Pacinola. Yes.

Is this it?

Oh, dear, this holiness.

Oh, you should have called us sooner, Master.

God have mercy.

What did he die of? Poison.

I've seen too many of them. Still, we'll nail him down like all the rest. With

respect and proper... Forgive me.

He's got no stomach for it.

He's terrible.

Look at him, Stefano.

That's holy water.

Holy wind and holy water.

Stick a pin in that and you baptize the whole of Rome.

Come on, Pietro, Bernardo.

There's good money in it. It must be battened down.

Not with your hands.

How else?

Use your feet.

Now, all together.

Hail Mary, full of grace. Hold your nose and shut your face.

Hey.

They say he blessed a hundred virgins every night.

Cover him up so we don't have to look at him.

Pietro, Bernardo, hold tight to your corners.

Ready? Together.

Closer, Dave.

Oh, snook down, your holiness.

Hey.

Think of those hundred virgins.

Up, down, up, down.

He must get it.

Cassini!

By what authority do you close this bridge?

By the authority of my lord the duke.

Your men are armed.

They may not approach Castel Sant 'Angelo.

My compliments to you, Michelotto.

Who shall prevent us?

Not I.

Prospero Colonna and all his men are on the baton.

Cannon the prime.

I have only to give the signal.

I hope my lord... There will be no blood between us. Prospero Colonna? And all

his army.

They came by night.

Well, there are other bridges.

We'll avoid the Vatican like the plague inside.

Farewell, Michelotto.

They say close contact breeds infection.

Hey!

Be warned!

The devil's calling for you as well!

Prospero Colonna does come.

Then you will have a reason to be vexed.

What do you say?

Prospero!

You're in the service of King Ferdinand of Spain?

Tell me what he's told you!

There's the girl.

That's my mistress. She speaks a little Italian. She's Greek.

I need your army, Prospero.

Tell me what you want.

I remember Capua.

Capua? When you took the town, I commanded its defense.

Your soldiers were savages.

I saw girls after who had torches thrust between their legs. Not on my order.

And the thick divergence you took with you to Rome? I'm a monster, yes. I

believe so.

Ferdinand is a fool to trust you. You believe too much.

See, my strength is coming back.

Hear the proof?

Her lips could give you promises of love if you believed her.

Only the cry of pain is true.

Believe tears, but never smiles.

What does it matter how much you hate me?

I need you, Prospero, in the name of torment.

Tell me what your master wants.

How many votes can you command in the election?

Eleven.

Enough to elect a Spanish pope.

Whom does he choose? Carafa?

You can secure it.

If more are needed, they can be bought.

And for surety?

My person.

I have three days to bargain with the Cardinals.

They want me to withdraw from Rome.

If they agree to my demands, I'll meet you outside the walls of the city.

We'll learn together that Carafa is Pope.

It's a rebuttal, hostage.

The Ossinians are approaching with 1 ,500 men. I need your army in Rome

and your love not at all. Now, what do you say?

It is agreed.

Come, Prince.

There is one more condition.

The Princess Sanchia of Aragon is confined in Sant 'Angelo. The king

her release.

Cesare?

You see?

Her husband's anxious for her safety, too.

How strong is love?

Sanchia, I have brought Prospero Colonna.

He wants to speak to you.

Princess.

But you are a proper man.

It's almost a year since I saw anyone except the guards and him.

Have you brought my release?

News of it.

It will follow on the election of a Spanish pope.

Cesare Borgia will be released from his bond to me, and you will have your

freedom. And to be exchanged for Cesare?

In effect.

How curious.

And then you'll kill him.

That would give me pleasure.

It may be difficult.

Princess. How smooth your skin is.

I'd almost forgotten how smooth a man's skin could be.

Prospero.

I'm glad it's you who's brought my release.

It doesn't matter about my husband.

He's often by me.

And you smell so sweetly.

They bring me acid milk to wash myself in. even in prison.

I'm as clean and white as any lady in the state of Naples.

Even here.

Even now.

Prospero, Colonna.

You shall have me for Cesare Borgia.

Eminences, the Duke is here in response to your request for this meeting.

As you see, he is still weak from fever.

This audience must be brief.

His Excellency will do what he can. My Lord Duke, in view of what the Prince

said, I will dispense with courtesy.

We are anxious to elect a Pope. For this... All armed factions must leave

city, which means, my Lord Duke, that you and your supporters must withdraw as

well. Eminent.

I am anxious to meet your requests.

Though I am ill, I am willing to make this journey if you pledge my safety.

There are two further conditions to my departure.

I ask that you give your confirmation to my appointment of Captain General of

the Holy Church and that you give your support to me as Lord of the Romani.

I see no objection to these arrangements pending the election of the new Pope.

Cardinal Curata, I am grateful to you for your support.

Indeed, Your Excellency.

Cardinal Vera, there are some details.

More than details.

Cardinal Chamberlain, is the Duke aware that an army of 2 ,000 Spaniards entered

the city overnight? It is an invasion.

This may not alarm Cardinal Carafa, but it will alarm King Louis of France, and

I must... Pardon the noise.

My Lord Duke.

Prospero Colonna will respect my wishes.

His army leaves at my command.

Come to me, it's secret.

I pledge my faith to you.

I've always been a friend of France.

My lord, I do remember it.

The terms of this agreement must be set down.

I hope to be satisfied.

I think you will.

Then we are in accord.

Dear God, the love of God has brought our hearts together.

Who is that, Ambassador?

That? Pick a long name.

An Italian?

Yes. I don't think he needs to be considered.

I believe, my Lord Duke, the election must go either to France or Spain.

There are some, at first, who thought you'd favor your old friend, Cardinal

Vera. He likes the port.

He's no use to me.

Then all we have to consider is of whom you must most beware.

Rovery.

Giuliano della Rovery.

Who is with Louis in Milan?

He will return to Rome as soon as you are gone.

Rovery is your greatest threat, your greatest enemy.

And the reason that I've held back from France since the Pope's death. This is

exactly what I believed, I told our ambassador.

I do assure you, my lord, that...

King Louis is as hostile to robbery as you are yourself.

Naturally, I am the candidate His Majesty most favors in this election, or

French party will give their vote to me.

And the Italians?

Will divide amongst themselves.

It is your ten or eleven votes which hold the balance between France and

You will decide.

So, D 'Ambrose.

What do you offer?

What do you seek?

Protection.

For myself and my family, with all our possessions, all our lands.

The support of France to regain those lands I've lost and retain those ones I

hold.

Why can't King Louis offer so much?

Can I trust him?

What in life is certain?

Is there a better course, my lord?

He is the devil I know.

Only one thing is certain.

I must leave Rome.

You understand the plan?

I shan't leave the Vatican myself until the very last moment. Then the First

Procolonial will be waiting at the Port of the Book.

I've arranged to meet him at the hour of vespers. But he'll wait in vain.

By which time you'll be many miles on the road to Nepi.

And I'll have joined the Fred.

Take care.

Farewell, Master.

I'm easy to leave if you can.

Rome is my city.

We shall return.

And soon.

Giovanni.

Rodrigo.

Guard our mother well.

We go our separate ways.

I'll join you by tomorrow night.

But save each other.

I've brought the servant from the Palazzo Rovary to speak with you.

He's to be trusted.

Until the Cardinal's exile, this man was his body servant.

I have much information from him.

I've always found him true.

What's your name?

Giorgio, my lord.

You saw the Cardinal de la Rovary?

I have not seen my master in nine years.

Sometimes your excellency, the money comes. Sometimes it is not paid.

They say our master will soon return, but while I wait, my lord... This is a

pearl of great price, Giorgio.

You may have it now, and one to match it, if on your return you have done what

require.

You're afraid to kill, even your master.

The deed will leave no trace.

How can it be done?

Break this.

You spill the powder in his cup when some enemy is by him.

The effect is slow but certain.

Trust me, my lord.

God bless your excellency.

My farewell benediction, but from no holy father.

What do you say?

He's an honest scoundrel.

My artillery is on the road as it were for Tivoli.

They have already crossed the Tiber.

More than an hour ago.

Then I'm done.

Three hours.

Please help me pass this way.

Yes, my lord. An hour since.

I fear the Duke will play us false.

Friendship promised much.

But we will wait.

They were to meet us here at the port of Iridaria.

I think they have come already, my lord.

The advance guards should have doubled back to meet them.

You leave the leg.

Greetings, my lord duke.

In the name of his majesty, King Louis.

Strong enough to ride.

Do not choose.

Your Excellency is under the protection of France.

My troops will escort you to your castle.

Admit it.

It was agreed.

Would you make water with pretty speeches?

Prospero Colonna will be in the city.

Cesare Borgia.

May his rotten soul roast in the hottest fires of hell. But where is he now? I

don't know where he is. He's betrayed us.

Three hours we waited at the port of El Homolo.

And the Pope? Who has been told? There is no Pope, no election. I have released

you on my own authority.

Cesare Borgia has vanished like the demon that he is.

Rome is well rid of him.

Isabella, you know all my jewels are hidden under the straw.

Prospero, if you had ever been in prison, you would know that nothing

except to be free.

You have come for me and that is all.

Suppose he hasn't gone.

Suppose he followed you here. He's gone, I promise you, and the rat's with him.

Yes, he's gone.

And Rome is free again.

I shall go with you to Naples and be your mistress.

Here are the jewels, my lady.

You shall see me naked in my chaplet of pearls.

Who cares who's pope?

Nine books.

Yes.

Yes.

A Reverend Montignor requests an audience, Your Eminence.

That is hardly surprising.

He will make the 14th such call as inside Eternal Rome. Who is it this

Cardinal Schwarzer, Eminence. Ah, he's gone. He must have come back, has he? I

hope he must. I'll see him at once.

Is he alone?

Alone, Eminence.

Ascario, my good friend. Giuliano.

Some wine, Giorgio, please.

When did you reach Rome?

Yesterday evening.

You've been here three days, I believe. Yes, but it seems a moment after nine

years I find I have so many friends. You as well.

Were you made welcome? Oh, yes. The reception was quite astonishing.

As soon as the news went out, the streets were filled with people

Sforza, Sforza. It was all quite deafening.

Very moving. Indeed.

Well, people are so happy to see the Porsche's gone, it's hard to judge them

all. Indeed. Peace. Sit down. Thank you. You have some instructions from the

king concerning the election? Yes. Yes, I have. Thank you, Giorgio.

Thank you.

Yes, His Majesty has released me to vote for D 'Amboise.

And will you?

No.

Neither will I.

I've come back to look to my own affairs, not to other people's. I knew I

count on you.

Well, that does, of course, depend.

On what?

On who gets the most votes.

First ballot.

First ballot?

I see.

I see.

Yes, I had not realised.

Let us drink to success.

Either for you...

Not for me. Nor do you want to live, old friend.

The cup's poisoned.

The hand of Cesare Borgia reaches out even now.

And it may make a pope.

But you?

Or I?

Most eminent lord, the sacred college hath elected thee to be the successor.

of St. Peter, wilt thou accept pontificality?

Wilt thou accept pontificality?

Your eminence must answer follow or nollow.

Follow.

Habemus Papam, Lord Cardinal Francesco Piccolomini.

Pius. Pius III.

Only your holiness will listen to me.

My dear Louvre, it seems, since Matins, I have done little else. Yet your

holiness does nothing to explain. You have sent briefs to the Romanias,

confirming the lordship of Cesare Borgia and to Venice.

But...

I shall do nothing more.

What I have done for the Duke was under pressure from the Spanish Cardinal. But

this is the man who tried to kill me.

We know him.

What, a murderer?

And an extortioner?

Surely our love goes out even to sinners.

It is the duty of a Pope to have compassion for all.

Your holiness will be mocked.

If God allows it.

Giuliana, I gave some comfort to the Duke because I knew that by God's

he would come to a bad end.

The French have left him and taken their army to Naples.

His Spanish troops have gone to defend themselves against the French.

He is alone at Nepe with his family.

And he is ill.

Cesare ill?

Very ill.

He has asked if he can come back to Rome to die.

And we have given our permission.

My little God.

Surely we should show mercy towards the dying man.

I do not see what harm can come.

But this is madness.

He is not dying, he is dying.

You will see what harm.

Cesare Borgia.

In...

Hold on.

They told me you were dying.

My return to Rome has greatly improved my health.

My family is with me.

I am only a man that's liable to her.

I am concerned for your health as well, Holy Father.

Mine?

Viva.

The surgeons have done what they can for us.

I can no longer kneel to God to offer thanks for my election.

Your election?

I hope I had some part in that.

Oh, yes, and we are mindful of it. But do not ask for anything I beg.

The support we have given you already has cost us quite an hour.

Cardinal Rovery believes you tried to kill him.

On what evidence?

That of a servant.

Under torture?

I'm sorry that your holiness refuses to listen to my requests.

I came to offer... No, it would embarrass your holiness.

If you should offer what?

Something towards the expense of your coronation.

It would seem the treasury is empty.

Of everything but debts.

We found the cupboard bare, everything gone.

My father had many enemies.

But he was a good friend to my uncle Pius II.

His vote won that election.

Cesare, we cannot be crowned.

What am I to do?

If it will not offend you,

Borrow from me.

You have enough?

A hundred thousand ducats.

More, if you require.

We must have a coronation, even of the simplest kind.

The cost is terrible.

We will accept your loan.

Thanks be to God.

And so that I may not embarrass your holiness further, I shall leave Rome

tomorrow. I must regain the pities that I've lost.

I require only your safe conduct and your confirmation of my appointment as

Captain General of the Holy Church.

As Captain General.

To be announced at my coronation.

Ben Hiddick.

And may God...

Deliver us from all our enemies.

We come to seek our solution.

Judge us, my lord, for a deed that must be done.

This is God's will. Clear these gentlemen with me.

Why have you come?

We must kill Cesare Borgia. Tonight!

That may indeed be God's work, but I cannot grant absolution for an action

you merely intend.

How is it to be accomplished?

I have come to Rome with armed men.

Our forces and John Paulus have joined together. More than a thousand.

And Cesare's alone.

Only a handful of his own supporters with him. Michelotto and his troops are

marching to the Romagna.

I cannot give you my blessing. You must search your own souls for sufficient

reason in the eyes of God. The murder of all my family and of our comrades.

God must surely know that is enough.

This time, see, there is no mistake.

I'm calling for you.

How many?

Thousands.

Browse everyone.

My mother, the children.

Run it down, quick.

Joffrey, take horses from the stables.

Maybe cure the mob around that side.

There's no one here to defend us.

We must break out. We shall.

But you're with me.

There's no one else.

Bye.

Sanctuary. The Holy Father.

Holy

Father.

Holy Father.

Holy Father.

My enemies are at the gate.

The infection spread.

I'll infuse Mandragora to relieve the pain.

Holy Father!

Yes, my dear son.

I break myself.

And my family under your protection.

We shall take refuge in capital St. Angelo.

The loan is safe.

If you save us.

My trust is with the Lord.

Whom shall I fear?

I must be certain.

He's in danger.

A little sleep. All will be well.

Fill that mob.

The boys' apartments are empty.

They'll slip away under their feet.

The catacombs of the Basilica.

We are under the Pacifica. I have no fear of evil spirits.

Even the catacombs are overground.

I'm not afraid.

It's Chichiro.

San Angelo, I'll show you the red cannon on the battlement.

But hurry!

Chichiro's not afraid of people with mints.

the French.

Why should I fear a rabble of Orsini braggarts?

You might have made a soldier.

You had needed me.

They'll soon be gone.

We'll join Michelotto and Gisela.

They've been loyal.

I have the Holy Father in my pocket.

And that's the key to all the rest.

as it was, is now, and ever shall be.

The capital.

We need no bell to rouse the city.

Generally.

La Paterina! No!

You win!

Idiot!

Libere me domine.

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