Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Contessina de' Bardi, Cosimo de' Medici.

Bills of trade as yet unpaid.

I don't see, uh, much you have to be upset about.

None of you is fit to call yourself an architect.

-You cannot draw blood from a stone! -Yes!

So I've been, uh, scraping together florins from different accounts.

Don't be concerned, son. This folly will only hasten their demise.

Sleeping. But no better.

My father will be with us at any moment.

Give this to the Duke.

All ladies go to the gentleman in black.

I'm sorry to interrupt your speech, Signor Albizzi.

We don't know how much she ingested.

I need the name of your customer, and proof that he bought it.

This is a dream your father took from you long ago.

Father, there are others who would have my hand.

What's happened?

I'm sorry, mastro. The only antidote is an emetic.

has many tools at his disposal.

I do not appreciate being mated like cattle.

Messer, he wasn't drinking.

I am to be a father.

He may have a title, but he has no resources.

My brother has decided to complete the dome.

What good fortune that the gold is at the mint.

and scrounge the capital to start this bank and raise this family,

We'll erect an enormous pillar...

-She fell. -When?

-I wanted to be an artist. -An artist?

My son is delighted to meet you.

How is your wife, Piero?

When will you complete it, Father?

If you want to end this war, then you must fight Albizzi head on.

-Signor Pazzi... -We agree with Signor Albizzi.