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♪ Though the dust of you is gone ♪

♪ And the world of what is done ♪

♪ Fate reclaims the throne ♪

♪ Of revolution's bones ♪

♪ Come with me ♪

♪ Drink away on her beauty ♪

♪ We can fight them ♪

♪ I can say that I can change the world ♪

♪ But if you let me ♪

♪ I can change the world for us ♪

♪ Come with me and... ♪

[chuckles softly]

[priest baptizing in Italian]

[bells ringing]

[Giuliano] May I see Piero?

[Clarice] Of course.

[chuckles] We're happy.

It is an honor to be his godfather.

Here he is.

He will have wealth and influence beyond any man's dreams.

And a family.

We will build a new family of our own soon enough.

Things are no better with your uncle?

Everytime I vote with the Medici and the Priori

I seem to twist the knife in Jacopo's wound.

We hardly talk at the bank. Luca, we need to talk.

Mother.

[Lorenzo clears throat]

It's not yet common knowledge

but Galeazzo Sforza's acquired the city of Imola.

Now is our chance to secure it.

Deal with Sforza? He cannot be trusted.

Must you see a cloud stitched to every silver lining, Luca?

If... If he will sell it,

Florence would be strong enough to become a true republic.

Should this chimera you chase dictate policy?

What? A city where every man stands equal before the law?

Where every citizen has a real say in the decisions that affect them.

-Why is that impossible? -It sounds pretty enough,

but what it means in reality is "ruled by the mob."

Ah, so you doubt the ability of the people to run their own city?

We were common merchants not long ago,

what right do we have to withhold that right from others?

Luca, if we do not strengthen this republic, we will wake to find ourselves ruled by a tyrant.

I know. I know that Galeazzo Sforza is...

unreliable.

And what choice do I have?

I'm to attend the marriage of his daughter in Milan.

And press him to sell Imola before anyone else does.

What news couldn't be entrusted to a messenger?

The news we've been waiting so long for.

A chance to weaken the Medici.

Must I wait all day to hear it?

Rumor has it Galeazzo Sforza now owns Imola.

And may sell it.

The Pope has long had an interest in gaining control of it.

Now is the journey worth your precious time? With it, the papal states would surround Florence,

have a chokehold on its trade with Venice.

Sit.

Lorenzo cannot afford to let Sixtus have Imola.

It is the perfect opportunity to drive a wedge between the Medici and the papacy.

You would lose from it, too.

Not if the Pazzi bank were to take the papal account from the Medici.

Sixtus will never entrust his financial affairs

to a man who has no heir.

A bank without a future.

You must win over Francesco.

Why don't you inform Sixtus about Imola

and see he appreciates the urgency of acquiring it?

You can leave Francesco to me.

[priest reciting marriage vows in Latin]

[replying in Latin]

[priest reciting marriage vows in Latin]

[replying in Latin]

[priest declaring in Latin] [reciting in Latin]

Amen.

[guests reveling]

Is it custom...

for a girl in Milan to be marrying so young?

[Galeazzo] She's 12. It's legal.

Caterina was illegitimate.

Marrying the Pope's nephew was more than she had any right to expect.

Messer Medici, you didn't travel here to question Caterina's marriage.

He's here to try and buy Imola.

Are you not?

Yes. You're right, Ma donna.

As a favor.

-A favor? -The city's famously hard to govern.

-If there is trouble, we will crush it. -[chuckles] Yes, that may be, but, uh...

it won't be cheap to keep a city like Imola garrisoned indefinitely.

You have to sell it eventually, why not now?

How much?

[both moaning]

[Simonetta chuckles]

[both breathing heavily]

[Giuliano] What?

I am not the answer to what is missing in your life.

And neither are our late nights and wine.

And what is missing from my life?

Purpose.

You must find your place in the world,

in your family.

What place is that?

Lorenzo's head of the bank, and the family.

Then you should be his right hand.

That place is taken by another.

Besides...

I love wine...

and late nights.

And you.

[Sandro] Make way.

You know, by conducting yourselves like this, you put her at risk.

Would you have me stop?

-And lose that light in her eyes. -I must be allowed to finish it.

To paint her again.

[Jacopo] The Forlis wish to borrow more money.

[Jacopo scoffs]

I don't think I know them.

Thank you for coming.

I came only to tell you

there can be no communication between us that my husband is not aware of.

You didn't tell Francesco you were coming here today.

Why?

He will not talk with me about anything but business of the bank.

My husband treats you as he does with good reason.

It was not him,

but your hatred of the Medici that cost you your family.

It was God that took my family.

Three sons...

and a daughter.

My wife, Maddalena, she carried them.

And each time...

he chose to tear them from her.

I'm sorry.

She could bear it no more,

she now nurses her pain in a mountain convent.

Hmm.

Francesco is like a son to me.

You see, nothing can be done to heal this wound.

-Guglielmo will have a child soon. -A Medici.

Guglielmo is dead to me.

I must go.

Very well.

You weren't at the wedding of the Forli's first son Angelo

a few years ago, were you? No. Why do you ask?

No reason.

But you are quite sure?

Quite. On reflection, I'm sure I do not even know them.

Straight in. In you go.

In the corner, please.

Put it here.

-A birthing chair, so soon? -It's a precaution, Ma donna.

-We do not want to be ill prepared. -Yes, don't be frightened.

I'm not. Not for myself.

I so want to give Guglielmo a boy.

I was scared, too, when I carried Lorenzo.

But I remember your grandmother Contessina telling me

that husbands not only look to their wives for children,

but for a sharp mind and a loyal heart.

And you...

have both.

-[footsteps approaching] -[both chuckling]

Sister. How are you?

[sighs] In need of distraction.

How was the wedding?

Unique.

[Lucrezia] And Imola?

-The city's always been prone to unrest. -Then we'll place one of our own there.

Someone whose loyalty cannot be questioned.

I'll approach Francesco.

He understands that Imola is key to strengthening our ties with Venice.

Hopefully pulling her into an alliance with Milan and Florence.

I'm not questioning your vision for our city.

But trust must be earned.

Well, what better way to earn it.

-Have you considered your brother? -No.

And this isn't right for him. It's not what he wants.

What Giuliano wants is to feel needed.

Now you've made Francesco godfather to your son,

at least offer Imola to your brother.

Signor Francesco, we need your signature on this page.

Thank you.

-Francesco, I wish to apologize. -What for?

For meeting your wife, without your consent.

I'm sorry. I...

-I assumed she had told you. -Of course she told me.

Yes, of course.

Please, don't be angry with her.

I had hoped she might help effect a reconciliation between us.

I assure you she...

She was very clear.

All fault for the current situation is mine.

I would ask you to not speak with my wife again under any circumstances.

[Guglielmo] Brother.

[Jacopo clears throat]

As you wish. [clears throat]

-I was looking for you. -What brings you here?

I need your help to choose a name for the baby.

You're scared for Bianca.

You needn't be.

Come on, let's get you a drink.

[Salviati] Imola has long been a subject of unrest.

And the Duke is no doubt glad to be rid of it.

I believe Sforza has already accepted an offer from Lorenzo de' Medici

on behalf of Florence.

[Pope] What if he has?

Well, Florence's trade route to Venice will be protected by Imola.

The relationship between these two great cities will flourish...

at some cost to the papal states.

Also, Lorenzo has already strengthened Florence's treaty with Milan.

If he were to now draw Venice into that alliance

he could cut off your own trade with the north whenever he chose.

Has Florence paid for Imola yet?

Not to my knowledge, Holiness.

So, there may yet be time to convince Sforza

to invest in your nephew Riario's future.

It would please his family.

And it will be to the benefit of Imola.

The Church's involvement could only help ensure peace in that troubled city.

You will make my case to the Duke.

I cannot see Sforza choosing the Medici over the good of the Church, Holiness.

As any good Christian,

he fears excommunication.

He has no need to fear it.

Of course.

[Lorenzo] Thank you, Nori.

Make sure the messenger does not stop until he reaches Milan.

Very good, Messer.

Giuliano.

My God! [chuckles]

It's been so long since I last saw you properly,

I've forgotten what you look like.

Oh, I've been sitting for Sandro.

We need to talk.

About what?

You have a new family, a new life. New brother even.

Come on, it was not my intention to exclude you.

I need you.

I need you to take charge of Imola for me.

Did Mother tell you to offer me that?

Well...

Look, you're my only brother.

And I trust you.

I can't leave Florence.

Because...

I'm your brother, and you can trust me.

Others are bound to you by political expediency and shared beliefs,

but I'm your blood.

Still right now, I must go.

Sandro awaits.

Is Vespucci's wife sitting?

Is she the real reason that you won't leave Florence?

Offer Imola to your new brother.

He's the one you want to give it to anyway.

[Francesco] You spoke to my uncle.

Forgive me.

He requested the meeting.

I should've told you.

[Francesco] Why didn't you?

You would've said no.

And yet...

you are not happy like this.

I thought I might help.

Are you angry?

With you?

No.

[Francesco] What did he want?

To reunite his family.

-Isn't that what you want? -My uncle...

smells out people's weaknesses...

desires...

then uses them to divide...

manipulate...

destroy.

It was a mistake.

It won't happen again.

[people talking indistinctly]

You have the experience to help govern Imola.

Along with your uncle, you run the Pazzi bank

and you have traveled widely on its business.

He still doesn't trust me fully, Luca.

I mean no offense, but...

I was raised to question every word that fell from a Medici mouth.

And old habits die hard.

Well, maybe you're better off far away from Jacopo.

With Imola under our control, I believe I can persuade Venice

of the benefits of a joint alliance with Milan and Florence,

and then real work can begin.

Building a better world in this city.

Francesco, we need an answer.

One last question.

Why not offer Imola to Giuliano?

I did.

He refused.

You wanted honesty, Francesco.

Let us do this then. Together.

[chuckles]

[dogs barking]

[dogs whining]

[dogs growling]

[Salviati] His Holiness had hoped that he would be the one to purchase Imola.

I gave Lorenzo my word it would be his.

That is a great shame.

The Pope planned for it to be a wedding gift.

For your daughter and his nephew Girolamo Riario.

Caterina would benefit greatly from her husband's promotion.

My daughter is provided for.

Please relay my apologies to the Pope.

But Florence is Milan's ally.

Tell them you have changed your mind.

I will not stand for any man, priest

or otherwise, telling me what to do in my own house.

[dog snarling]

I spoke out of turn.

Forgive me.

I sought only to protect you and the citizens of Milan.

[laughs] Protect from what?

His Holiness is devoted to his nephew.

He would not excommunicate a city over this.

Trade with Milan would be forbidden.

The dead would lie unburied. Your people would suffer.

But I believe you're looking at this the wrong way.

Rather than guessing what His Holiness may or may not do,

perhaps you should ask yourself,

"What am I prepared to risk?"

Thank you.

I am to govern Imola on Florence's behalf.

I, I thought I should tell you in person.

Let me be the first to congratulate you.

-I thought-- -What?

I want you as my heir but I will not beg you.

You must be your own man.

And the Priori will have to approve it, of course,

but I will not stand in your way.

Thank you.

Novella never told you about our meeting, did she?

So if I hadn't, you would've never known.

Do you ever wonder about her arrival here?

Never struck you as strange...

that she came to Florence when she did at Lorenzo's invitation?

Novella came to attend the marriage of her friend,

-Bianca. -Yes.

If that is what she told you then it must be the truth.

Or a lie Lorenzo told her to spin.

What do you mean by that?

Open your eyes, Francesco.

Lorenzo has played you for a fool from the start.

Right now he's at his dinner table laughing at you with all the other Medici.

Go to Imola, if you choose.

But don't delude yourself you aren't being manipulated.

Have you seen Francesco?

You lost your guest of honor.

Yeah, move. Novella.

I'm looking for your husband.

He should be here soon.

Sorry I'm late, I was at the bank.

Problem?

[indistinct chattering]

I was blessed you came to Florence when you did.

So much of life is chance.

It was chance, wasn't it, that we met?

Or fate?

-Or fate. -Messer?

[exhales]

Francesco, what is it?

Nothing.

Maestro, it has been over a year since you started on this commission.

When will my wife ever be free of you?

Isn't the price the same however long it takes, Sandro?

-It is. -Then...

the longer it takes more of a bargain it is.

After all,

this man is a genius.

Well, I'm not sure about that.

Excuse me, I need some air.

To this day, I can barely believe she married me.

Neither can we.

This is reckless.

You were reckless and drunk.

You make me both.

That's why I could never have left for Imola.

Lorenzo asked you to go before Francesco...

and you refused?

Why? Because of us?

[Lorenzo clears throat] A toast...

Florence's new representative in Imola, my dear,

dear friend...

Francesco Pazzi.

[in unison] Francesco.

You are concerned about Francesco.

He's not himself.

He's so innocent.

This world is so dark.

His father is dedicated to bring light to it.

He will guide him.

Just like your father did.

And our son has you.

He looks lonely.

Well, I think we should make another brother or sister.

[knocking on door]

[both clear throat]

Come in.

[door opens]

[dog barking]

[door closes]

What does it say?

Sixtus is asking for a loan to buy Imola.

That must be a mistake.

No. The letter bares the Pope's seal.

Salviati has already been dispatched to collect the money.

So Sforza has agreed?

But he already gave his word Florence would have it.

Go to Milan, speak to him yourself.

No, it's too late.

The Pope is supposed be to our ally,

he cannot have Imola.

But how can we stop him?

The Medici will refuse the loan.

Salviati will just approach the other banks here.

Well, they too must turn him down.

Turn down the Pope?

Look, how else are we to prevent this?

Francesco?

I agree.

But I can't speak for my uncle.

No.

Jacopo will agree to the loan in order to win favor with Sixtus.

Then he'll use that influence

to see the papal account stripped from the Medici

and given to the Pazzi.

The revenues from our handling of the papal alum alone

bring more money into the bank coffers than all of our other business combined.

Can we use the debt of the Pazzi bank

to undermine its shares?

You would put our bank at risk,

undermine your main competitor?

Look, this is not about our bank or your bank,

this is about Florence.

So you say.

Look, I... I have

no power over you, Francesco, none.

The decision is yours.

Though all of us

must live with the consequences.

It is...

different to your other work.

But it still glorifies God.

It's magnificent.

In fact, I drew some inspiration from one of your poems, Poliziano.

I have it here somewhere.

Oh, sorry.

What is this?

An idea for another work.

Merely an idea.

Work?

Using my wife.

And to think I allowed her to come and go from here freely.

You, you misunderstand.

-I understand everything. -I can--

My wife will never set foot in your workshop again.

No, Messer Vespucci. No, I...

What did you mean before...

when you talked of why my wife really came to Florence?

It is not my place.

Speak.

I did not want to but...

when I asked to meet her

it was in desperation.

You would not speak to me

and I wanted to heal the breach between us.

I did not expect her to come.

But she did.

Eagerly.

And with many questions...

about the bank...

about our relationship, about our family.

I confessed I wondered who would benefit from all this information.

Who but Lorenzo.

You're lying.

I am lying?

Lorenzo once told me your wife was invited to Bianca's wedding.

They had become good friends after they had met,

the marriage of Angelo da Forli.

What of it?

Your wife never attended Angelo's marriage.

She did not even know him, she told me herself.

Novella, came to Florence at Lorenzo's invitation,

not Bianca's.

Do you think it was a coincidence

that Clarice de' Medici was playing matchmaker so soon after her arrival.

Ask your wife to deny it.

Maybe he had other reasons.

Maybe he didn't just bring her here to spy on you.

God knows these Medici men

can't get enough of bedding other men's wives.

What you were talking to Lorenzo about

at the dinner held in my honor?

Nothing.

-He asked where you were. -And what else?

Is that all?

What's wrong? What's this about?

Bianca de' Medici

is your close friend?

-You know she is. -Since when?

When did you first become friends?

I can't recall.

Lorenzo said it was at the da Forli wedding.

Is that true?

No.

Because you were not there.

That's right.

So...

if you were not invited to Florence by Bianca...

who did invite you?

Francesco, this is such a small thing,

I don't understand why you're so upset...

Who invited you?

Lorenzo?

-Who? Who? -Francesco.

The invitation was extended to my father and included me.

Why?

Why did it include you?

I don't know.

It...

You'd have to ask Lorenzo.

Lorenzo.

Yes.

Francesco.

Where are you going?

His Holiness has given his word to his nephew

that he shall have Imola as a wedding gift.

He knew I would never give him the money to purchase Imola.

As you know...

you will lose the papal account as a result.

So why are we here?

I wanted to see your face

as you heard that your bank was in ruins.

As I saw my father's

the day the Medici bank called in its loans.

As was its right.

It was your father

who ruined your family.

This is the beginning of the end for the Medici.

This bank will survive

without the papal account, Salviati.

Even if it does...

how long before the city turns on you

once you've made an enemy of the papacy?

[man] I think I remember why--

Go home go home. Get out. There's no work for you this afternoon.

She's not coming.

Vespucci has forbidden it.

Why?

He suspects her of having an affair.

Slow down. Slow down.

It'll be both our heads for the noose.

It's me he suspects, not you.

And as it's not true and Vespucci is in love with his wife

I believe that Simonetta can convince him of it.

I could lose her.

Yes, yes.

And if you lose her, all the world would have lost is another two lovers,

if I lose her, I lose...

What, an unfinished painting?

This is nothing.

See.

[chuckling]

You sure you're well enough?

There'll be other meals.

While I can,

I'd like to enjoy a simple meal

with the people I love.

Well, to my sister...

and the people that she loves.

Ah, Francesco, please sit, join us.

The papers you requested.

The debts of the Pazzi Bank and all you need to destroy it.

Let's, uh...

Let's discuss this another time, shall we?

I don't wanna mix family and business.

Why not?

You had no problem doing so when you asked my wife to spy for you.

What are you talking about?

This is Jacopo's doing.

All he's done is to open my eyes.

You would do well to open yours too, brother.

And see what exactly?

That you want me to play a part in the story

that you wish to write for Florence.

I've never hidden that from you.

And what story would Jacopo write in its place?

You...

You talk of a true republic

of a government voted for in honest and free elections.

Accountable to the people

of throwing off the dead hand of the past and changing things.

But that dead hand belongs to you.

To your family...

the Medici.

Who have ruled Florence for four generations.

Jacopo's story,

is one in which the Pazzi liberate the city from them.

rather than serve them.

That man

twists the truth to serve his purpose,

don't let him break us apart.

[groaning]

The child.

Here.

-[groaning] -Breathe.

[Clarice] Fetch the midwife.

[Lucrezia] To her room. Go, go.

Get the room ready.

Your nephew is about to be born.

Stay.

Let us talk.

So you can convince me I'm wrong?

If you wish to speak to me I'll be at the Pazzi Bank with my uncle,

overseeing the papal accounts.

-[man] Ah, good evening... -[woman] I do trust all is well?

Giuliano.

What if I'd been with my husband--

When can I see you again?

-You must leave. -When?

-Just-- -When?

Never.

-Giuliano. -Simonetta, do not do this.

-Let go of me. -Why?

Because Vespucci is suspicious of Sandro?

No.

I will not be a part of you throwing your life away.

Nor will I throw mine away.

I have a husband.

And you do not love me?

[sighs] There you are.

[groaning]

[panting]

Deep breaths.

Please, wait outside.

I will not leave the door, Bianca.

I'm with you.

[groaning]

[woman] Here!

[groaning continues]

Call for Salviati.

As you wish.

It's never been done.

That doesn't mean

-that it can't be. -[footsteps approaching]

Now...

-Is there news? -No. Come. Tonight is for family.

Well, convince Nori to do as I say.

Messer Medici says that...

legally, the alum trading rights are separate from the papal accounts.

That we can split them.

Well, you're playing with fire.

You may not have evidence of its debts.

But Jacopo must have overextended the bank to provide the loan.

Yes.

In the belief...

that he can secure the papal account

and the far more profitable alum trading rights.

If you do this

it's only a matter of time before there's open warfare

between the Pazzi and the Medici.

Francesco.

You will return to your father's house in Venice.

Francesco!

No!

I won't go!

Francesco.

I won't go!

♪ Like spitting ambers They spoke and kill ♪

♪ Outside my troubles are colder ♪

♪ But in these eyes the melody smolders ♪

You believe I should withdraw the account from the Medici Bank.

It is the only reasonable response, Holiness.

Lorenzo not only refused you the loan

he forbade every other bank in Florence from making it.

I thought that we could work together.

It is a sad day.

In agreeing to loan you the money

the Pazzi have defied Lorenzo's sanctions.

Because they wish to win the account from the Medici.

Still...

[breathing heavily]

Breathe. Breathe in.

And again.

[screaming]

[baby crying]

♪ I'm here for all ♪

♪ To see ♪

♪ In my bones there's dignity ♪

♪ I will fight them ♪

♪ I can say that I can change the world ♪

♪ But if you let me ♪

♪ I can change the world for us ♪

♪ Come with me and ♪

♪ Make this vision all brand new ♪

♪ We can fight them ♪

♪ I will make my worst untold ♪

♪ Let me do this ♪

♪ I am here ♪

[Francesco] It cannot be. It just cannot be.

♪ To rejoice ♪

He's kept the alum.

♪ To revenge ♪

This is only the papal account.

♪ To resolve ♪

[baby crying]

♪ To be longed for ♪

♪ To be longed for ♪

This is the Medici.

Where is your brother?

This is what they do.

♪ To be longed for ♪ ♪ To be longed for ♪

♪ I am here ♪

♪ I am here ♪

♪ Sometimes I justify the words I spill ♪

♪ Like secret angels they test your will ♪

♪ Outside my troubles are over ♪