Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Florence is locked in a ruinous war with Milan.

either brick or spugna, laid in a herringbone pattern.

-We're late. -What for?

Surely you can explain to me how you propose to complete the dome,

-Cattle? -I'm sorry if the truth offends you.

- Yes! Yes! - A vote! A vote!

My bank is prepared to acquire these bills,

Your daughter is attractive, but opinionated.

And, perhaps, you sense... now is the time to seize it after all.

Think with your brain.

You are not to hurt this man, Marco.

I am a mere condottiere, to whom your father loaned money

-What kind of allies? -A kind one finds in Rome.

-How do you know it will hold? -I don't.

You're making work.

I could write a letter for you to carry back.

That will not do.

Do you think she's been poisoned?

Move aside, Madonna. We don't want to hurt you.

This is our republic!

If they say Mastro Brunelleschi is a genius, I'm sure he is.

Advises the man who's yet to fall in love with a woman?

I saw you talking to him inside the cathedral.

and no mountain of dirt and coins.

because no one has ever attempted to build a structure of this scale.

To defeat him...

We need greater resources.

- What is it? - Your wife.

-So I have been told. -Curious.

And the Pope will finally have his tithes.

-You are a wise man, Messer. -A humbled one.

Get that food out of here!

-And do you sell it as a liquid? -As a liquid?

-this is my life to lead. -No, no, it is not. I gave you life.