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Heavenly Father

your power brings us to earth.

It gives us life.

Your providence guides us and
by your command we return to dust.

Those who die still
live in your presence.

Their lives do not end.

In company with Christ

those who died, live on.

May they rejoice
in your kingdom.

Where sorrow is unknown

and joy prevails.

Today we ask you to take pity on the
souls of our departed brothers.

Rinaldo and Orlando Albizzi.

So cruelly torn from this world
by the swords of sinners.

May you grant Orlando
and Rinaldo mercy.

The Signoria must move
to fill Rinaldo's seat.

Guadagni, his corpse
is barely cold.

These things can't wait.
Forgive me.

The nobles are restless.

We must find a replacement
as soon as possible.

- Very well.
- Someone who's sympathetic

to the nobles, but also

amenable to you and your family.

You should know

Andrea Pazzi is
petitioning for the seat.

Of course he is.

Well, there are many
in the Signoria

who view him as a
fine candidate.

They may well, but not many of
the Medici share their view.

Would he be such a bad choice?

You have Florence

in the palm of your hand.

The Pazzi are not threat to you.

There are always threats.

Enemies.

I--I choose to eat with
my back to the wall.

Ah, Messer Medici.

May I count on your support?

Are you sure you are up
to such a challenge?

Will you do it?

How hard can it be?

Let me take the seat in
the Restricted council.

If I am to take over the bank
one day, then it's time

I got more practical
experience in the Signoria.

On my own merit.

And not just as an
observer at your elbow.

Piero, you know I
think you're capable.

- Then say yes.
- I cannot.

If I was to put your name forward
it would be too obvious.

People would know I was working
from behind the scenes.

You

can deliver the message
to my chosen candidate.

What am I, a messenger?

There are so few people
I can trust, so

do me this favor.

I promise you your
time will come.

This is a chance for you
to prove yourself

but he wouldn't
even give you that.

Father has his reasons.

He's giving Albizzi's
seat to an idiot.

It's a chess move. Nothing more.

Your father would rather have
a puppet he can manipulate

than a man who knows
his own mind.

And still you value
his judgment?

Olive oil!

Olive oil from the finest
olives in Florence!

Mastro Bredani.

Messer Medici.

- Madonna.
- My father wishes to know

if we can count on your loyalty.

Well, of course.

I am his loyal servant.

What is it I can do for you?

Me?

A member of the Signoria?

If you would do my
father the honor.

Who would look amongst the
market stalls for a candidate?

Only Cosimo de' Medici

a true man of the people.

Wait, wait!

My humble gift to your father.

It's my best oil.

Take it. Take it to Messer Medici.
Take it.

I'll let him know you
are pleased to accept.

Thank you.

Now his body's buried

you must put Rinaldo
from your mind.

You should have seen his eyes.

No life left in them, yet

pain of his death remained.

You must not torture yourself.

The only torture is uncertainty.

- forget Rinaldo's words.
- I have to know, Marco.

I have to know if he
killed my father.

Maybe it is time to accept.

You will never have
the answer you seek.

But it does not mean
you cannot know peace.

How can I know
peace with this

dagger of uncertainty
in my side?

Every day, it twists
a little deeper.

I must know for sure.

What if the truth only
brought you pain?

You know something.

Whatever it is

you must tell me.

Tell me.

I command you!

The dagger used to
kill Tancredi

the apothecary, it was
here, in this house.

It still is.

It was won in a card game.

By whom?

You're telling me my
father's killer is here?

In my home?

I cannot say that.

I can only speak of what
I know about the dagger.

Then speak!

Who does it belong to?

- This has already been settled.
- Brother.

Is this yours?

Yes. Where did you get it?

What's this all about?

God knows father could be
a difficult man, but

to do something as
monstrous as this?

What exactly is it
that you accuse me of?

Did you really love that Rosa
girl more than your own father?

You think that I killed him?

Is it because he refused
to let you marry her?

Are you out of your mind?

Tell him where you
found this, Marco.

It was in the back of the
man who sold the poison

used to kill your father.

Cosimo!

I have no idea how
that dagger got there.

But you know

that I could not do this.

You know!

Ugo, talk some sense

into my brother!

Cosimo, your brother
loved your father.

He would never do such a thing.

You have no idea what my
brother is capable of.

Cosimo, I--I've stood by you.

Spoke up for you

when no one else would.

Spent my whole life in your shadow,
always second best in father's eyes.

And never once

that I complained
or blamed you.

And yet

now you accuse me of this?

Come with us.

- Where?
- Your rooms

where you will
remain under guard.

Are you serious?

You gave him that
dagger, didn't you?

- Yes.
- With me out of the way,

my brother will rely on you.

That's what you want.

Isn't it, Marco? That is
what you've always wanted.

To take my place in
Cosimo's affections.

What is it, uncle?

Marco has manipulated events

to make me look responsible
for my own father's murder.

Murder?

- This can't be true.
- Anyone

could have taken that
dagger from my saddles

and killed Tancredi!
Anyone, Cosimo!

Someone who wanted to divert

attention from their
own guild perhaps?

- Someone like you!
- No, please! Stop it.

- Guards!
- stop it! Stop this!

Remove his weapons.

My brother is to be
confined to his chamber!

No one is to see him.

This is ridiculous.

Lorenzo could not have
murdered Giovanni.

Lucrezia, please.

This is difficult for
all of us to believe.

Then why believe it?

You have no idea of what
my brother is capable of.

I know he's not
capable of murder!

All men are capable of murder!

Given the right circumstances.

Now let me be clear:

We do not speak of this again

and this information does
not leave this house.

You Holiness.

My apologies.

If we'd known you were joining
us, we would have waited.

I stayed later than I
intended at the Basilica.

Praying with Madonna Albizzi.

How is she?

I cannot imagine the
pain she must feel

losing her husband

and her beloved son.

This is a tragic day for
all those involved.

But God will surely punish the
unrepentant sinners responsible.

Ah, signor Pazzi.

Good to see you here today.

Likewise, signor Guadagni.

Though I wonder what the olive oil
merchant is doing in the Signoria?

Perhaps he's mistaken
this for a marketplace.

Hm.

What's he doing here?

My father promised he would
send you a candidate.

Has your father gone mad?

I'm sure he knows
what he's doing.

Gentlemen!

Please!

Please, take your seats.

While we are all still grieving
the loss of Rinaldo Albizzi

we can wait no longer.

It is time a new member
of the Signoria

is elected to take his seat.

The successful candidate
is

mastro Bredani!

Yeah!

Yes!

Yes! Yes!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Who will join me for a drink

to celebrate my new position?

- They let you in?
- No.

- I know where the keys are hidden.
- You shouldn't be here.

Neither should you.

If I could just get Cosimo
to listen to reason.

You mustn't interfere, Lucrezia.

- Then I should do nothing?
- Marco

has become more Cosimo's
brother than I am.

He believes every
word that he says.

There is nothing
that you can do.

We must find proof of
Lorenzo's innocence.

I've spoken with Lorenzo and.

You went against my
father's orders?

You know Lorenzo.

You know he could never do this.

I trust my father's judgment.

Even when he has a common olive oil
merchant elected to the Signoria?

Your father's judgment is wrong!

Do not disobey him again.

And I trust you will
not disobey me.

That concludes the matter
of the granary tax.

Now we move on to
outstanding matters.

The Albizzi were
declared traitors

so the Signoria must
seize their land

and possession.

Their deaths make no difference.

Their deaths make no difference.

Their deaths make no difference.

You don't find that
a little heartless?

A mother has lost her
husband and son.

Would you steal Madonna
Albizzi's home from her?

Take her money?

The golden leaf

from the frames of her
family portraits?

We must think of the
good of Florence.

Surely

not of the individual.

If her husband was a traitor

then all that was his rightfully
belongs to the republic.

And besides Messer Medici
it is the law.

I am well aware of the law.

You would deprive this

innocent woman of the home
where she bore her son?

Take away all that
she has left

to remind her of her loved ones?

Have you no mercy?

None of you?

I suppose, Messer Medici,
if you so wish it

an exception

could be made.

I do wish it.

And I wish all of you to share
my compassion for this woman.

Do I have your votes

gentlemen?

Messer Medici?

Madonna Albizzi.

Thank you.

You have no need to thank me.

I--I only did what any
good Christian man would do.

I know you and Rinaldo
were no longer close

but I won't forget this.

May God bless you.

How magnanimous of
you to show such

kindness

to the wife of your
fiercest enemy.

Your Holiness, please.

I want to thank you for
blessing the Duomo.

It may seem a small act, but
it means a great deal

to the people of
Florence that

the completion of the Dome will be
a glory to God.

And to the Medici.

All our family's good deeds
are in humble service to God.

Is that why the Medici

seal graces to many edifices
your family constructs in its

humble service to God?

God sees all.

He knows of the family's good
work with or without the seal

but we have

many enemies.

The seals are not
needed to remind God

but to remind the
people of Florence

of the genuine piety
of the Medici.

Genuine piety indeed.

God does see all.

All our good deeds

and all our sins.

We are all sinners until
we seek God's forgiveness.

Then let us pray together.

I'm a new member
of the Signoria.

Questa fanciulla, Amor

fallami pia.

Couldn't sleep?

Perhaps I should run away.

Nobody would even
notice if I was gone.

So what's keeping you awake?

Worrying about a friend.

What's there to worry about?

He has the whole of
Florence at his command.

You sound bitter.

In Venice I was his
only distraction.

Here he has.

Contessina

the Signoria and a million other
things more important than me.

And he's made it quite clear
there's no room left for

oh, whatever it was we had.

Perhaps he will move you
into another Medici house.

You could still
have a good life.

If Contessina will allow it?

She'll probably
just have me sold.

She's a merciful woman.

Hm, yes.

But I suspect that
her mercy ends

when it comes to her
husband's whore.

You shouldn't talk that
way about yourself.

You're so much more than that.

Cosimo?

Is that you?

Cosimo I beg you,
can we just talk

as brothers?

I confess that, yes, I loved Rosa,
just as you loved Bianca

so many years ago, but

but no quarrel

could ever have provoked me to
raise a hand against father.

These

these troubles that
that you are having

they they are clouding
your judgment

but--but you must
put them aside

and see only what is
staring you in the face.

That I'm innocent.

That Marco Bello

has done this to me.

He's not worthy of your trust.

Cosimo?

Cosimo?

Messer? Help a drunken fool
inside his home, please.

Please Have mercy.

Nooo!

Cosimo! Cosimo, what is it?

- I saw him.
- Who did you see?

Rinaldo.

- I saw him.
- It was just a dream.

It's alright. I'm here.

You blame yourself, don't you?

But you must not.

It was not your fault
that they were ambushed.

You cannot carry this blame.

I will stay with you.

In case your nightmares return.

No.

I'll sleep better alone.

As you wish.

What's happened?

I couldn't wake you before, but

Bredani was murdered.

I tried to stop the voting,
but it was impossible.

A slip with your mark was
given to Guadagni

this morning, but I told him
it couldn't be from you

but it was too late.

Madonna Albizzi.

I came to offer our sincere
condolences for your loss.

And why would you do that?

Rinaldo's death has
hit Cosimo hard.

He blames himself for
sending them into exile.

Well, perhaps he has other
reasons to blame himself.

I'm sorry, I don't
understand your meaning.

Do you really not know
what your own husband did?

It was Cosimo who ordered
my family murdered.

Grief plays
tricks with us all.

But you are mistaken if you think
my husband had any part in this.

It isn't grief speaking.

Do you think I'm the only one
who believes it was him?

A woman of your intelligence
should not delude herself.

It was a great show, sending
Rinaldo and Ormanno into exile.

So all Florence could
see how merciful

the great Cosimo de' Medici is.

But there is no
mercy in his heart.

It is made of stone.

You have lost your family.

I understand why you wish
to lash out against mine.

You have no idea.

Ormanno was my life.

Without him.

I have no purpose,
no reason to go on.

And it is Cosimo who did this!

The only comfort I have

is that you now know what sort
of a monster you are married to.

Show Madonna Medici out.

How dare you say such filth!

It's what all the
servants are saying.

Cosimo would never
do such a thing.

You think you know him
better than I do?

You're only saying that because
he's tossed you aside.

Just as I told you he would.

Your position in this
house is no longer safe.

Speak against Messer
Cosimo again

and you'll find yourself at
the slave market in Genoa

before you know it!

What is the meaning of this?

Madonna, I'm so sorry.

Tell me what has been
said against my husband.

No, it's nothing. It's just rumors.
Idle tongues.

Tell me!

People are saying

he ordered the Albizzi's deaths.

Do not repeat these lies again.

Of course not.

Your Holiness.

I have outstayed my welcome, but
there is a room waiting for me

at Santa Maria Novella.

Of course you haven't
outstayed your welcome.

We are honored to have
you as our guest.

But now it is time to go.

At least remain until
Cosimo returns.

He will be so sad
to have missed you.

I'm sure that your
husband will understand.

Whatever you may have heard,
you must believe me

when I say that there are many
people jealous of Cosimo's position.

People who would tell the
most vicious lies

if it meant that they might
destabilize this family.

May I wish you congratulations
on your appointment, signore.

No congratulations from
you, Messer Medici?

Of course. Congratulations.

I really hope our families
can work together.

After all, we are both bankers.

Both committed to the modern
world of commerce and trade.

It could be mutually beneficial.

I'd like that very much.

I always assumed the Medici
disliked working with anyone

and preferred people
to work for them.

We all like to be our own masters,
but I am sure we can find a way.

Indeed.

I only hope one day my
family will achieve

the success of the great Medici.

Do not underestimate what it
takes to scale such heights.

I don't underestimate anyone.

His Holiness has gone.

Gone?

Where?

He claimed he'd be more comfortable
at Santa Maria Novella than here.

But in truth, I suspect
he did not wish to be

tainted by scandal.

What scandal?

There are rumors, Cosimo.

Rumors you ordered
the Albizzi deaths.

Of course, I'm surprised

anyone would believe such lies.

Cosimo, what are you doing here?

I came to ensure your new
home is comfortable enough.

It is sufficient. I have
no need for luxury.

You haven't forgotten what Matthew
taught us about rich men

entering the kingdom of heaven?

The Medicis may
enjoy some luxury.

But we enjoy God's favor too.

The family's relationship
with the church

has always been a strong one.

I hope that it will
continue that way.

Have you come here out of
concern for my wellbeing

or for where the church banks?

Or

perhaps it is not the
bank you fear for.

Perhaps it is
your immortal soul?

I know you have heard rumors.

I hear everything.

There is a conspiracy
against me, led by the Pazzi.

My downfall would do great
things for that family, I...

I implore you not to
listen to their lies.

Is it possible that in the
shadow of the Albizzi murders

and your own father's death

you have become a little

sensitive?

And now if you'll excuse me

I have work to do.

Out.

Stefano.

Ugo.

I need twenty thousand florins.

What for?

I'm leaving Florence.

Ugo, please, make him see sense.
Help me persuade him.

You must stay and defend yourself
from these false accusations.

It's too late Lucrezia.

There is a change in Cosimo.

A coldness.

And he has locked me
out of his heart.

Please have the bill
of exchange drawn up

while I prepare my escape.

Where were you?

With Pope Eugenio.

Is everything well?

Why wouldn't it be?

Or did you really think he'd
believe these vicious rumors?

Perhaps you believe them?

What is it they say?

Before you embark on a
journey of revenge

- dig two graves.
- Do not presume

to lecture me, woman.

As we sit here, conspirators
are plotting our downfall.

Does that justify murder?

Alessandra Albizzi believes it was
you who ordered their deaths.

Perhaps she was
right, after all.

Tell me, Cosimo.

Is your soul lost?

Was it you who ordered the
deaths of the Albizzi?

Of course not.

We had our differences.

But to think that I could live with
that man's death on my conscience.

Then you must not allow
this situation

to get out of your control.

The Pope cannot afford to be tainted
by association with such lies.

You must ensure we have
his undivided loyalty.

Contessina?

Contessina, will you not eat?

I've lost my appetite.

There are rumors, Cosimo.

Alessandra Albizzi believes it was
you who ordered their deaths.

Perhaps it is
your immortal soul.

What are you doing?

How dare you disobey my orders!

I had no choice.

I couldn't stand by and watch
an innocent man be locked up.

You don't know he's innocent.

But I do believe he is.

I can't let you go.

You must let me leave, Contessina.
He won't listen to reason.

This family will break.

What is this?

Who released him
without my authority?

You both need to hear what
Ugo has just told me.

Ugo, what is this about?

Something I should have
told you, both of you

- long ago.
- What?

It's about Rosa.

I knew how much you loved
that girl, Lorenzo.

Your father knew too.

What of it?

After your father refused to
allow Lorenzo to marry Rosa

he ordered me to get rid of her.

Just as he got rid of Bianca

all those years ago.

Get rid of her?

How?

You were in love with her,
everyone could see that.

But you father deemed her
an inappropriate match.

I offered her money, as
your father instructed.

But she refused. She

said she had something
more valuable.

Something that meant
more to her than

all the money in the world.

She was carrying your baby.

Rosa had my child?

He insisted she leave.

To protect you.

Your father had
me take her

to a home for unmarried mothers
near Arezzo.

But she was frightened.

But I told her it
was for the best.

That she could rely on me.

Why, Ugo, did you
not say anything?

Your your father
ordered me to

keep her whereabouts secret.

The last time

I went to see her was a few
weeks before the baby was due.

The woman who ran the place
tried to stop me. She

she said she'd left. But
I knew she was lying.

I found her in her room.

but she and
the baby were dead.

This does nothing to relieve the
burden of guilt on my brother.

But this does.

I found it in Marco
Bello's saddlebag.

What is it?

A bill of sale.

For hemlock.

Summon Marco Bello to my study.

What is it?

Tancredi's bill of sale.

Who gave you this?

The name of the
buyer was torn off.

And it was found in
your saddlebags.

You could have easily stolen

my brother's dagger
from his chambers.

You can't think I
killed your father?

You accuse me with evidence

far less conclusive.

I was the one who demanded
Tancredi surrender this.

- Remember?
- So you said.

After you murdered the surgeon who
conducted our father's autopsy.

What possible motive
could I have?

You didn't need a motive.

All you needed was to be paid.

Who was it, Albizzi?

You know I have been
a loyal friend

- and servant to you, Cosimo.
- Loyal?

Is it loyal to
accuse my brother?

Was it loyal to sleep
with Maddalena?

Did you think I
wouldn't find out?

There's no sum of
money in the world

large enough

to make me raise a hand
against this family.

Your money has given you
enormous power, Cosimo.

But I wonder.

Do you understand the
price you've paid?

You expect us to just
let you walk out of here?

If you believe that I
killed your father

then kill me.

Go ahead.

Do it, Cosimo.

Do it.

I don't fear death.

Death is easy.

Do it.

Do it!

I'll call the guards.

No.

Let him go.

What?

Let him go.

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