Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know you've always wanted me to say it.
Everyone else is well.
--This house is in recess! Dismissed!
Once the cordon is raised, you will not be able to leave the city, Marco.
not enough to pay our debts in full, but keep everyone sated at least
I am loosing our city, our bank,
These shits survive and claim they have been saved by God.
I will, Grandmother.
They've recalled the Signoria.
Girls on their death bed
But I am pleased with you.
Ricciardo, what are you doing here? You need to leave the city.
God go with you, Messer.
You may find new causes to justify your dislike of me.
Medici brought the sick inside. He's turned the church into a pesthouse.
Good thing he was a banker and not a philosopher.
You've not conceived. You work late to avoid her chamber.
The explanation is I was not given leave to marry a woman of my own choosing.
Lorenzo, we don't have a day!
How could I feel no guilt?
Get off me!
You cannot barricade yourself behind the sick now.
then let it be with this.
This happens to many women.
He makes a mockery of the dying now.
- Be careful, my friend. - I will!
There is no business!
Neither he, nor Contessina want those mills sold.
But every day as Medici's impunity persists
-Your place is here with your family. -Father...
But every day as Medici's impunity persists,
If you are indeed innocent, as always, then perhaps I should arrest him instead.
And now Cosimo hides behind his gold
Signor Albizzi.
We want to keep on working, my builders and I.
Just do it.
-this family has fought to build. -Cosimo...
--A message, Messer.