All language subtitles for 202 Medici Masters of Florence BDRiP.x264-GUACAMOLE

Lorenzo?

Lorenzo.

- Ready?
- Ready. - Good.

- Now go!
- Go, Lorenzo, go!

Lorenzo, that was really bad!
You're never going to kill anyone!

- Giuliano, he's not meant to Kill
anyone. - Then what's the point?

To demonstrate skill. He'll be good
at this, he is good at everything.

- Madonna.
- Thank you.

Here, let me show you.

A joust is a performance,
you must show skill

and honor your family name,
you must live for it.

- How was that? - If I hit a man
like that, I could kill him?

- You could. - Why take the chance
if it's just a game?

Because Medici men teach their sons
they must win in everything.

If you are precise you are
less likely to hurt your opponent.

- And if I lose? - You'll have won
in the eyes of God.

A great man does good, Lorenzo,
and you must do and be good.

If that means
you suffer defeat today

trust you'll find a way to claim
victory tomorrow, or the next day.

Or the day after that.

You don't agree.

Young Lorenzo...

You have been schooled in ideas
I do not pretend to understand.

But I know that philosophy
is cold comfort in defeat.

Not just this family, but all
of Florence is counting on you.

You must not lose.

No matter what anyone says.

STANDING ALONE

- I hear you put the old man
out to pasture. - Yes.

I guess you couldn't wait for him
to step down any longer.

- I had no choice.
- Oh, you had a choice.

Yes, I did have a choice.

We both knew this day would come.

I just didn't think
it would come so soon.

Lorenzo, our father is awake.

Lorenzo, what news of Sforza?

The Duke has stood down his men.
He rides back to Milan.

- Then we have lost the bank.
- No.

No, the Priori have agreed
to give us time to cover our debts.

On what condition?

That you retire.

This is Pazzi's mischief!

- When he couldn't kill me...
- No, father.

- It was me.
-You?

- I took your place.
-You?

- It was the only way
to stop Sforza. - By defying me!

Father.

- Did you know about this?
- No, she didn't.

But I would have supported it
to spare the people of Florence.

So the betrayal is total.

Your grandfather always preferred
you, even when you were a boy.

- It's made you arrogant.
- It's done nothing of the kind.

I am trying to save the Florence
that you worked so hard to build.

Don't use your words on me, boy,
you have destroyed me.

The bank's debts need to be covered,
you don't understand!

I'm travelling to Rome
to ask the Pope for an extension.

- Paul won't give it to you!
- Well, I'll ask nonetheless.

Pazzi will seize the moment

to take the Pope's accounts
for himself and rule Florence!

Yes, I'm sure he'll try.

You've gained your position
by betraying your own father.

It's a stain on your name.

Then I'll remove it.

You have my word.

He'll come round, give him time.
Now I must pack for Rome.

- You? - You don't think I'd let
you go to Rome by yourself, do you?

- My brother is bound for Rome.
- He was groomed to lead the family.

His address was magnificent,
even your uncle voted in favor.

- My uncle had no choice.
- Why must you be so pessimistic?

Realistic.

My uncle chafes under the yoke
of Medici, whoever wields it.

It changes everything for us, there
will be peace between our families.

I'm sure your brother would wish it,
but my uncle will oppose him.

Lorenzo will find a way,
you'll see.

- We were afraid we'd miss you.
- Are you back for the tournament?

- I hope so. - You can stop being
boring and get back to having fun.

- Give my love to Carlo.
- We shall.

- And be careful. - You be careful,
and stay away from Francesco Pazzi.

We don't need anymore trouble.

Where have you been?

Does it matter?

- Lorenzo wanted to talk to you.
- About what?

He didn't say.

Messere.

- I need action, not excuses!
- I've done as you asked, uncle.

You're either a liar or a fool!
You've done nothing of the kind!

I asked you to stop Lorenzo
and you bring me half-measures?

- Uncle...
- What's happened?

Lorenzo's riding to Rome,
seeking credit from Pope Paul.

Now is our time to strike a blow.

- Cousin Salviati is an aide
to the Curia. - The Pope decides.

But the Curia influences the Pope,
and our cousin influences the Curia.

His influence is no match
for Lorenzo's silver tongue.

Lorenzo is clever, yes,
but inexperienced.

- He can be defeated.
- Why must we defeat him?

How dare you ask such a thing?

The Medici were given a reprieve
thanks to the Priori, to you.

Our father believed
that Florence was stronger united.

Your father is dead,
I make the decisions now.

I say what benefits the enemy,
harms us.

- We must not give the Medici
an inch. - And we won't.

Whatever advantage
Lorenzo seeks from the Pope

Salviati will block it.

The Papal accounts are the source
of the Medici's power.

And those accounts will be ours,
mark my words.

They had better be.

Do you think uncle was behind
the attack on Piero de' Medici?

Would it trouble you if he was?

You know our father wanted peace,
Francesco.

He would have had it
if he'd lived long enough.

Hey, our generation will end
the feud between our families.

But on our terms, not theirs.

ROME, ONE WEEK LATER

Rome has grown destitute.

Florence has grown prosperous thanks
to your father and his father.

And the bankers of Rome
not care about their people?

They use their people
to enrich the bank.

The Medici use their bank
to enrich the people.

- Those are the same people
that spit at father's name? - No.

Your father's final chapter
shall not end in defeat.

And how do you know?

Because you are to be its author.

- Eat something.
- Thank you.

There you go.

Drink up.

Am I too late, Father Carlo?

No, come, she's right there.

- Madonna, I found your daughter.
- Has she come?

She's with child.

She forgives you, Madonna,
she knows that you love her.

Her child is a girl,
she's going to name her after you.

Thank you.

"Dona eis, Domine, pacem..."

- You did her a great service,
Clarice. - Many people suffer.

- I wish I could do more.
- Few do as much.

Father.

I wish to lead a life
like yours and my brother's.

You mean take holy orders?

That's a very great decision,
and there's no way back.

I doubt very much
your family would approve.

I'm sure they wouldn't,
but it is my decision to make.

Perhaps you could help them
to understand.

Perhaps.

But I must leave you now,
my nephew is due from Florence.

Father Carlo, surely
you're too young to have a nephew.

Well, Lorenzo's like a brother.

- We're the same age, but my father
was his grandfather. - Grandfather?

My mother was a slave.

The Medici took me into their home
and raised me as one of their own.

What extraordinary people
you Florentines are.

Yes, I suppose we are.

- Lorenzo!
- Carlo.

Oh, you look well,
don't you, Lorenzo?

- How's Giuliano and Bianca?
- Oh, very well, very well.

- My mother can't wait to see you.
- And I her.

And what of your father?

He's recovering from blows
both physical and emotional.

Well, your father knows that you're
a good and loving son, Lorenzo.

He will take comfort in that,
trust me.

I think he'll be more comforted
knowing the bank is saved.

Ready?

- Your Holiness.
- Yes. - It's a delicate situation.

- Your Holiness.
- Lorenzo de' Medici.

Your Holiness.

I'm Cardinal Orsini
and this is Cardinal Della Rovere.

I believe you know
Francesco Salviati.

I know his cousins, the Pazzi,
but we've never met.

My uncle Carlo speaks
very highly of your eminences.

My uncle Jacopo warns me
that you are skilled with words.

I'm as good as my word, Salviati.
That much is true.

Messer de' Medici has travelled
a long way to see Your Holiness.

- We'll excuse ourselves.
- Don't bother.

- Your Holiness. - You've come
all this way for nothing.

I've already been told
the question you came to ask.

And you can save your fine words.

The answer is quite simply no.

If you do not pay the Church at once
you will lose the Papal accounts.

My family have served the Holy See,
starting from my great grandfather.

Precisely, young Medici.

Your bank serves this Church,
not the other way around.

Come, gentlemen, we have more
important matters to attend to.

When are you and your mother
heading back to Florence, Lorenzo?

Given the Pope's refusal,
we must return at once.

- Stay, at least for another night.
- Your Eminence?

Cardinal Orsini
is hosting a banquet.

Come as my guests.

- I appreciate your invitation...
- Your mother will understand.

See you this evening.

This is marvelous, Sandro!

They're worthless, tournament
banners soon to be forgotten.

They show the greatness of Florence.
Your technique is flawless.

Yes, my self-respect allows no less.

- I'm afraid this is not art,
it's craft. - Sandro, this is art.

Art doesn't tell people what they
want to hear, but the truth.

- Truth? What is that?
- God, of course.

- People cannot see God.
- No.

But they can see his beauty,
and I mean to show it to them.

How are you going to do that?

No bloody idea.

Well, I could use a drink.
How about you?

- I have to drop this off.
- What is it?

A worthless commission
for a vulgar merchant, Vespucci.

The newest member of the Restricted
Council. I'll come with you.

See it yourself.

- Father.
- What shall it profit a man?

Shall he gain the whole world
and lose his own soul?

- You have hardly lost your soul.
- Perhaps.

But I might have done if my own son
hadn't acted against me.

You mustn't fill your head
with regrets when you're not well.

Come, let me help you back to bed.

My father thought
I had a head for books

not for the affairs of men.

I tried to prove him wrong
my whole life.

Only to prove him right.

Now rest, soon you'll be back
to your old self.

I'll never be that man again.

I see clearly now that I never was.

Bastiano Soderini is here.

Father is not receiving visitors,
send him away.

- Madonna, he wishes to see you.
- Me?

Whatever for?

Bianca.

You look beautiful, as ever.

Your visit is unexpected,
my father needs my ministrations.

You are as loving and devoted
a daughter as you shall be a wife.

Thank you, but I don't see
what concern that is of yours.

I know we can't say anything until
your brother returns from Rome

but I could contain
my excitement no longer.

- What are you talking about?
- Our engagement, of course.

- Our engagement?
- Surely you were told...

Yes, of course.

- Ready?
- Bring it in.

- Did you scratch that? Did you?
- Messere.

- This costs more than you'll earn
in ten lifetimes. - Here we are.

- Yes, Messere. I didn't damage it.
- Botticelli, at last.

- Carry on.
- Messer Vespucci.

- May I introduce you to Giuliano
de' Medici. - Messer Medici.

- I was beginning to think I'd never
see you again. - It's been a month.

- Hand it over, then. - Gladly,
once I've received my florins.

You don't think
I'd withhold payment?

I'm a mere artist, Messere,
I can't afford to wait.

Very well.

Allow me, Madonna.

- May 1?
- Thank you.

- Messer?
- Medici. Giuliano de' Medici.

- My name is Sandro Botticelli.
- Your name?

Simonetta, at last!

I see you gentlemen
have met my wife.

Your wife.

Your florins.
My painting. Come, Simonetta.

- She can't be married to that ass?
- She is.

She's beautiful.

She's more than that.

Lorenzo, well?

The other cardinals won't even
listen to what I have to say.

Salviati just smiles in contempt.

- There must be something you
can do. - Perhaps father was right.

Perhaps the only way to save
Florence is let Sforza burn it.

No, you don't believe that?

Maddalena!

- May I introduce you to my son,
Lorenzo? - Lorenzo.

This is my daughter Clarice.

- And you know Father Carlo.
- I am his great admirer.

- I saw you this afternoon.
- Did you?

In Trastevere, at the almshouse.

Yes, Clarice devotes many hours
to the poor and destitute.

I understand
you're a patron of the arts.

Yes, I love the arts,
I love philosophy and poetry.

- Any of the higher callings.
- The higher callings?

Well, I don't just mean
the higher callings.

I like horse riding,
all forms of sport.

I suppose I like everything really.

And my family obviously provides
for the poor in Florence.

- They give generously. - Father
Carlo speaks very fondly of you.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

It seems that young lady and I
have different interests.

What does that matter
when her uncle is Cardinal Orsini.

- I fail to see what diff...
- Clarice has a noble title.

- She has influence in Rome.
- Are you suggesting marriage?

Orsini may prevail upon the Pope
to extend us credit

if you were married to his niece.

- Yes, it is. - Your decisions
are always rightful.

You've spoken to Cardinal
Della Rovere about this.

- I told you I had other business
to attend to. - There's a problem.

I've known the lady for quite
some time, she's very devoted.

Just this morning she informed me
she means to become a nun.

That is an obstacle.

Although perhaps
not one insurmountable

to a young man of your charms.

Well, Lorenzo? What say you?

It's worth a try.

You mean to turn Clarice away
from her devotion?

Well, it seems like our family
in Florence depend on it, uncle.

- I feel like I owe you an apology.
- For what?

What must seem like shallowness
to a woman of your depth.

I know you're not shallow, Lorenzo.

You value things of this world,
and I do not.

Is the world not God's creation?

Forgive me, but I'm the wrong person
to engage in debate.

The unfortunate you minister to,
if they could

would they not want to see
the beauty the world has to offer?

What is your point, Lorenzo?

We serve God by aiding those in need

but we also serve him by recognizing
the beauty of the world he created

and we ennoble others
by allowing them to see it too.

It is true what they say,
you are good with words.

They're more than words, Clarice.

- You are aware that our mothers
have spoken of marriage? - I am.

I beg you,
look favorably on the proposal.

Because your family is powerful
and mine has noble blood?

And because
if you give me your heart

I promise before God
I will take care of it.

You don't even know me,
you mustn't make such promises.

No, I do not know you, and you do
not know me, and you do not love me.

But in time you would.

And I would love you
with all that I am

and all that I will ever be.

If anyone could persuade me
to marry, it would be you.

But no one can.

- It's from cousin Salviati in Rome.
- I know that.

What does it say?

The Pope is still firm
against Lorenzo. He has failed.

Then Lorenzo overthrew
his father for naught.

Soon he will lose the Papal account
and the Medici will be bankrupt.

- Brother!
- How did it go?

Disastrous, it was a total failure.

- We're ruined.
- Mother has stayed behind.

She hopes to negotiate
my marriage to Clarice Orsini.

I've met her, she's very beautiful.

- Lorenzo!
- Bianca, I wanted to...

You promised my hand in marriage
without so much as asking me?

Bastiano Soderini is a good match
and one that benefits our family.

- He's not my choice.
- What's that matter?

My mother wants me to marry a
noblewoman, but she's not my choice.

- But she's very beautiful.
- Giuliano.

I do not want to marry Bastiano.

That's the end of it.

Bianca.

Well?

The cardinal may support
the marriage and our bank

if we install Clarice's brother,
Rinaldo

as archbishop of Florence.

Then you have a deal.

Clarice still insists
on taking her vows.

- And how can you change her mind?
-I can't.

You expect me to do it?

Her mother says Clarice respects you
more than anyone else in the world.

I cannot turn her away from God.

I understand, Carlo.

If you can't champion our family,
I'll forgive you.

But it will require forgiveness.

I missed you.

You know, quite rightly

you will be the queen of the
tournament, Madonna Ardinghelli.

- Thank you, Messer Medici.
- My pleasure.

Did you ever think how different
things might have been for us?

What do you mean?

Well, if I was born to more money

or you to less,
we could have ended up together.

Maybe.

But as it is, my mother wants me
to marry into Roman nobility.

Marry?

Now that I'm head of the family.

And you didn't think to tell me that
before we made love?

- Does it bother you?
- Why wouldn't it?

- You're already married.
- To a husband I do not love!

Well, I don't love
my intended either, do 1?

- I hardly know her. - If you marry
her, things between us will change.

But they don't have to.

They don't have to.

Leave.

- Lucrezia, what did I say?
- Please, go!

Father, is everything alright?

Fine, fine.

You've been speaking
to Madonna Medici.

She wants you
to persuade me to marry Lorenzo.

Yes.

But you refused.

Did you refuse?

Are you prepared to give up on
the possibility of being a mother?

And having someone to love
and care for you?

To serve God is a privilege, Father.

Yes, but there are ways to serve God
that do not demand such sacrifices.

Surely not by marrying
Lorenzo de' Medici.

The Medici are a family
like no other.

They have changed Florence.

And I believe that Lorenzo
has it in him to change the world.

And if he fails
because you refuse to take his hand

the cost will be borne
by generations to come.

Serve this family, Clarice,
and you serve God.

- Father, you're needed.
- Fine.

Father.

Father.

- I returned from Rome.
- Did your mother find you a bride?

You knew about that?

We discussed it before she left.

She's trying

but the woman in question
wishes to take her spiritual vows.

Then it's only a matter of days
before we're insolvent.

Grandmother used to say

that if we loose today we must
have faith that we'll win tomorrow.

It's a noble thought.

I'm to joust in the tournament.

I'll wear
the family's colors with pride.

I'm sorry, father.

I had hoped to write
a happier ending for you.

A man is the author of his own life,
Lorenzo.

Surely a man's life
does not end with his own.

Not if he has a son.

Then prove your grandmother right.

Win the joust
and bring me the silver helmet.

Giuliano de' Medici.

Where have you been hiding?

Careful, Francesco.

I won't pick a fight without your
thugs around to do the fighting.

The finals will pit
the Medici against the Pazzi.

First, you will ride
against my brother.

I came to wish you good luck,
actually, you're going to need it.

- He's going to try to kill you.
- He was last year's champion.

I told father I'd win
that silver helmet and I will.

Are those the young men
who were at the palazzo?

The Medici are arrogant peacocks,
they like to be seen.

Guglielmo Pazzi and Giuliano
de' Medici, make your horses.

On your mark.

- What does it mean?
- It's a draw.

You're a far better rider than me,
Giuliano, you could've killed me.

Yes, I could've, but my sister
would have never forgiven me.

- Bad luck, Giuliano.
- Come on!

Seems that he's too good for me.
- It's up to you now, brother.

You must defeat Lorenzo.

Don't worry, uncle, I will.

Make sure of it.

Francesco Pazzi and Lorenzo de'
Medici in the first of three rounds.

On your mark.

Draw! It's another draw!

You'll get him this time, brother.

Lorenzo.

He cut it, I told you.

He's going to ride
without his armor.

- You did something to his saddle?
- Perhaps. - Perhaps?

- We could have him arrested.
- If we can prove that he did it.

You want me to kill him?
I'll kill him.

But in a fair fight.

Go on.

- Yes!
- Yes!

- Yes!
- Great!

- Long life to the Medici!
- Long life to Lorenzo de' Medici!

You should have killed me
when you had the chance, Medici.

- Yes!
- Yes! - Great!

Medici! Medici! Medici!

Dearest Lorenzo.

I remain in Rome, where I exercise
diplomacy on many fronts.

Medici! Medici! Medici!

Our family was committed to install
Rinaldo as archbishop in Florence.

In turn, Orsini has prevailed
upon the Pope, who is now ailing

to extend our credit.

- Yes!
- Yes!

As for Clarice Orsini...

"In pace et voluntate..."

It seems your words the night of
the party had their intended effect.

Carlo stood in for you as you were
married by proxy this morning.

Congratulations, Lorenzo.

You and Clarice
are now man and wife.

"Per Christum Dominum nostrum,
amen."

Stop it!

- It's from mother.
- What does it say?

It's wonderful news!

Come on, let's go get father!

Our family
has survived this crisis, my son.

We have bought ourselves
little time.

- I'll go first.
- Don't be ridiculous.

No.

No.

As the head of this family,
you must stand alone.

But we will stand behind you,
always.

May God bless and keep you.

A cura del Servizio Sottotitoli RAI