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Milan will attack.

And when they do, they will find us an easy target.

Their army is bigger, their weapons superior.

We can't beat them.

Unless we have a secret weapon.

A weapon of immense power.

And there is only one person who can design such a weapon.

Don't move, Tiberius.

There you go, Tigers.

Bon appétit.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

I have a fitting at my dressmaker's.

Sit down.

Why do women have to be so foolish?

The Duke has been assassinated.

The city is in turmoil with his son's miraculous return.

And you would go swanning off to the dressmaker's.

Excuse me, Excellency.

I didn't think... Precisely.

Women never do.

You will remain in the palace.

Lorenzo will entertain you. But, Father, I was going to get... It would be an

honour.

Your Grace.

Rocco, please be seated.

There's no time for sitting.

We must ride to Milan to avenge my father.

He has done nothing for Florence.

Five years away, indulging some childish notion of being an explorer, then

waltzes back in and snatches it from me.

He's nothing like his father.

He's a hothead. Always was.

We can't let him go to Milan. We can't let him find out that this is all a lie.

Simple solution.

We kill him and blame the Milanese.

Oh, yes.

Excellent idea.

That won't look fishy at all, will it?

Offing the new duke straight after we'd killed the old one?

Why don't we have done with it and kill the whole of Florence?

Imbecile.

Me squizzy excellency.

We can't kill him.

Not yet.

Nor can we risk him finding out that Milan does not intend to attack.

We stick to the plan.

We get Rocco to agree to the superweapon.

And then, when the time is right...

Magnifico. Hey, Colby.

The extremes of the natural world up there.

Birds. flitting, bright feathers glinting, fast and free, swift and

And down here, the slowest of the creatures.

It's grounded, muddy -coloured.

It's weighted to the earth with its shell and its short, sturdy legs.

It looks dull, but it's practically indestructible.

Well, they make very good soup.

Oh, don't you listen to him, Tiberius. He needs to show some respect to his

elders, doesn't he?

These beauties can live for 200 years. 200 years? Yeah.

How old I will be before I get any work out of you. Excuse me, maestro. I've

been summoned to the palace by Piero de' Medici. What have you been up to now?

Nothing, maestro.

Why do I find that hard to believe?

Oh, go on. Don't keep them waiting. Via, via.

You're not taking that thing with you? Yep. I need him. Besides, I'm not going

to leave him here for Cosimo to make his...

taught us meatballs out of.

Though they're all the joy we know, youth and beauty

don't endure.

If you want, be happy now, for

tomorrow's never sure.

What are you doing here?

I've been summoned. You?

Nothing.

You're loitering. No, I'm not.

All right, I am.

I've asked her to meet me.

Who? Angelica.

I'm in love.

With who?

Angelica. Angelica? Yes, Angelica. Angelica Lorenzo's fiancée? Yes.

Ouch.

You so know how to invite trouble.

Do you think I planned this?

Look at the state I'm in.

I can't eat, I can't sleep.

I'm a shadow of my former self.

I'm a dithering, mooning, weak -minded jelly.

Does Lorenzo know?

You're going to have to tell him.

Well, it's not as if he likes her.

That's very true.

Does she like you?

Yeah.

No.

I don't know.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Why would she?

She's rich. I'm poor.

She's an aristocrat. I'm a commoner.

She's beautiful.

And I'm... I'm not bad looking, actually.

Who am I kidding? It's hopeless.

If you love her, you should go for it.

Give it your best shot.

I will.

Grazie.

Prego.

Thus did a lady take my heart,

nor she wants nor gives it back.

A noose around it has she cast.

Sets me on fire. She burns me black.

You really don't have to stay here with me.

Don't I? Oh, all right then.

Angelica, as you can't go out, I've had your dressmaker come here.

My father was murdered, Uncle Piero, and I will have my revenge.

Our army will ride on Milan, and I will drive my sword through the Duke of

Milan's black -hearted heart.

Florence is not capable of withstanding the military might of the Milanese.

Our men will be slaughtered, and you will end up dead in the crypt next to

father.

It will be an honor.

If I am to die, it will be an honorable death.

A hero's death.

Why don't we give ourselves a chance?

Leonardo da Vinci is the city's most gifted inventor and engineer.

If he were to design a superweapon, we could crush these Milanese like the

treacherous cockroaches they are.

Superweapon? I like the sound of that.

What are you waiting for? Presto, presto. Show him in there, Mr.

Da Vinci fellow.

Huh.

He's just a boy.

He's a genius.

Yeah. Well, I... Come on, then, genius.

Let us hear what you've got.

This tortoise... Well, not this actual tortoise, but tortoises in general, they

have an incredible lifespan.

They're practically indestructible, and that's all down to the shell. You see

this? I'm not concerned with the anatomy of a tortoise.

Yes. Yes, but the shell is crucial for their survival. It protects them from

jaws of predators.

They are almost invincible.

Invincible.

Perhaps, Leonardo, if you were to get to the point... No need.

I've heard enough. You've heard nothing. You're not listening to me.

I'm trying to tell you that the shell is the ultimate defence.

The Romans knew it. They even used a formation called the tortoise formation.

Take this ridiculous creature and be gone.

Your Grace.

The boys are half -wits, rabbiting on about reptiles.

It's lions we need on the battlefield, not tortoises. And I shall be a lion.

Or a tiger.

Whichever sphere, sir. I think he was trying to say that a weapon... Don't

your time, Uncle Piero.

I ride on Milan tomorrow at dawn.

To victory!

Victory!

Thanks.

What are you doing?

Were you kissing letters?

No, I wasn't. You were, I saw you.

And unbelievably soppy you look, too. Me? Soppy? Ridiculous.

How's Angelica? Is she, um... Is she well?

Completamente horrendo.

I can't believe I've got to marry her.

She's the most boring girl I've ever met in the whole of my entire life. Boring?

Are you mad?

She's fascinating.

Beautiful, intelligent, smart, funny.

Funny. She's completely miserable. You just don't know her like I do. Well,

maybe she's miserable because she's marrying you.

Go on about it. I'm a great catch.

I'm in love with her. In love with who?

Angelica.

Angelica? Yes, Angelica.

Angelica, my fiancée Angelica. Yes, of course you're fiancée Angelica. How many

Angelicas do you know?

This is an outrage.

Have you no scruples? What am I saying, you're back. Of course you have no

scruples. You've been going on and on for weeks about how much you don't like

her. Why do you mind if someone else does? That's not the point.

She's my fiancée and you have no right to go around willy -nilly falling in

with her.

That went well.

I know he's the new Duke, but he's a complete idiot.

He treated me like a two -year -old. Well, I'll show him.

He's the master of us.

Yes, why?

Santa Maria, you're going to set the workshop on fire again.

Was that letter you were kissing from her? What if it was? Let me see it. No.

Let me see it.

What's up with those two?

Oh, you don't want to know.

They're arguing about Angelica.

Do you know?

I had no idea.

I saw the way they looked at each other.

You're being so annoying.

You're the one who has snatched my fiancée. I need your help.

Stand there. Aren't you?

She was telling me she couldn't meet me, if you must know. Yeah, I should think

so. Lorenzo, you're starting to annoy me now. Me annoy you? That's rich.

Don't take it on me because you don't have the guts to tell your dad you don't

want to marry her. Shut up, you two. Keep still and concentrate.

This is dangerous. What's dangerous?

Oh, Leo.

Santa Maria.

No way, you've got to be kidding.

There's no way I'm standing behind this while you shoot cannons at me.

All right, maybe you're right.

Let's test it out on the piazza.

Andiamo.

What?

I'm deeply sorry about your father. He was loved by us all.

I would expect no less.

He was your duke, your leader. It was your duty to love him. Yes, your grace.

I want to commission a painting.

A battle portrait.

You will paint me leading our noble army to victory on the battlefield.

Mr. Melanie's murderers?

Bowed, bloodied, and defeated.

And I at the center, driving my thoughts with the Duke of Melange.

Very good.

Excellent.

What the devil? Kiddy -up. Stand back, please. Stand right back.

Tío mío.

Okay.

Uno.

Excuse me, Your Grace.

Sarabuto.

You would despoil my father's shrine.

You would insult his memory.

The good citizens of Florence built this to honor him, and you have destroyed

it. Traitor!

Arsonist! No, no, no. I meant no disrespect.

It didn't mean anything. It was an accident.

He was just... Silencio!

The punishment for treason is death.

Seize him!

No.

I'm no traitor!

You can't do this. Do you dare to question your duty? Get away, John!

No, please, Walter, you have to do something.

They're going to shoot him!

Please, Your Grace, the boy's my apprentice.

He gets carried away sometimes, but he's not bad. He's not a traitor.

I say he is. He is not!

You can't... You have to stop this!

I'm begging you, he's my best friend! It was an accident!

Go home, Lorenzo.

Get away!

Stand aside, boy, or I'll shoot you too.

No, I won't.

Move, Lorenzo.

No. You'll have to shoot me as well.

Lower your weapon.

Lock him up. I'll decide his fate later.

Don't tell your father.

He's the only one who can help.

You lot get back to the workshop. I'll deal with you later.

You boys stop crying or I'll give you something to cry about.

I never wanted to see the inside of this place again. I'm sorry, Maestro.

What's going on with you?

Making cannons.

Exploding and setting fire to things. All this wanton destruction.

Playing at war.

It isn't a game, Liam. I know that. I'm not playing.

I'm not a child.

I'm trying to help Florence save lives.

By causing explosions?

His Excellency says that Milan's army is superior.

That thousands of Florentine lives will be lost.

So, I've been designing a weapon.

Only Rocco won't take me seriously. He dismisses me, like a child.

Well, he's not dismissing you now.

He thinks you're a traitor.

Your Excellency.

You seem to be making a habit of this.

Thank you for coming, Your Excellency.

Is that your design?

Yes.

A tortoise -shaped shell.

A great defence.

It's strong enough to withstand any assault on it.

And its attacking power?

A cannon.

On top of the turret.

Here.

It will be invincible.

I'll talk to Rocco.

I'll make him see.

The boy meant no disrespect.

He loved your father.

Stayed away too long, Uncle.

Plan to return.

There was always another sea to sail, another mountain to climb.

Now it's too late.

I'll never see my father again.

I wish I could have saved him.

I'm heartbroken that he's dead.

But you mustn't blame yourself.

He knew you loved him.

Did he? Of course.

But he was proud.

So proud of you.

He's done it.

You're great again, Lorenzo.

You'd be ashamed of me now.

I nearly had that boy shot on the spot without a trial.

Lorenzo hadn't been there.

Your father was a great man.

I must avenge him. Of course.

His murderous suffer must be made to pay.

But, oh, my dear boy, I couldn't bear to see you die as well.

Family is everything to me.

You're a good man, Uncle.

And I'm giving you good counsel.

Don't ride to Milan yet.

Give Leonardo a chance.

Let him show you what he can do.

Let him build you a superweapon.

My friend has been arrested.

I heard.

My other friend says he's in love with you.

So you feel the same way?

Yes.

Lorenzo.

I don't want to marry you.

And I don't want to marry you.

So, what do we do?

I'll talk to my father.

I've seen many strange things in my travels through the world, but...

None so strange as this.

It's indestructible. It will break through enemy lines and allow our

follow unharmed.

No gun or cannon can destroy or even dent it.

Your test earlier, it failed.

The cannonball tore through your structure.

It was a miscalculation. We can't afford miscalculations.

It's all part of the process.

You experiment.

Test things out. It's the only way to get it right.

You're very sure of yourself for one so young.

But then you can afford to be.

My soldiers' lives you're risking, not your own.

I'll prove it to you.

Fire the cannon, I'll stand behind you.

That man.

If the only way that you'll believe me is to stake my life on it, I'll stake my

life on it.

Your fate is admirable, as is your courage.

For Bene, I'll allow it. Surely that's not necessary. I absolutely forbid it.

Uno.

Due.

Tres!

You see, Platini, there is more than one way to skin a cat.

Aren't you glad we didn't kill him?

This way is much more fun.

Yes, Excellency.

Da Vinci will build the superweapon.

And once it is built, we will get rid of Rocco. A bullet straight through

his heart.

Ingenious, Lieutenant.

I think so.

Entry.

May I speak with you, Father?

Avanti. Alone?

What is it, Lorenzo?

I've been talking to Angelica, and you see, the thing is... Oh, spit

it out, boy.

We don't want to go through with the wedding.

We don't love each other.

You don't love each other?

Actually, we don't even like each other.

Oh.

Well, in that case, let's call the whole thing off.

Let's forget it.

Forget about all the preparations.

Forget about the money we've spent.

Forget the alliance.

I'll just send a message to her father saying, let's not bother because Lorenzo

and Angelica don't like each other.

You're being sarcastic, aren't you? I don't give a fig whether you like each

other. This is not about you.

This is about what's best for the Medici name. You know that as well as I do.

You disappoint me, Lorenzo.

Yes, Father.

You will be married.

Si, Papa.

Oh, Lorenzo.

I've seen you putty -footing around Angelica.

A woman at her husband's property.

Never forget that.

Yes, Father.

Well? We're getting married.

We've just been given the biggest, most important commission this workshop's

ever had.

Our city needs us.

Our new Duke Rocker needs us.

We are to build a superweapon.

Did he say a superweapon?

This weapon will help us to victory in our fight against Milan.

It will save many lives.

And it is to be designed by our own Leonardo da Vinci.