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Marco had the surgeon study his liver to be sure.
The Curia will act swiftly to replace him.
These lofty paintings glorify war, but omit its stench.
-Will you betray us? -Please, just let me--
You certainly are your father's son, Cosimo.
-Where are you going? -I have to go to work.
You had me break the law by conducting an autopsy on your father.
But it was your idea to blackmail Orsini. Your brother never would have dared.
His wife knew he had his food tasted,
-And your candidate? -Why me, of course!
Your Eminence, permit a small donation towards--
I'm called Donatello.
Go, or I will have you thrown out. Guards!
Another time, perhaps.
-You wanted to see us, Father? -Yes.
Twenty-three cardinals vote for the Pope.
The successor to Giovanni de' Medici
- I call a vote!
No, Giovanni de' Medici was far too clever to claim a title.
In a stroke, we would become the most successful bankers in Europe.
Exception!
Tomorrow he wants a thousand.
What the people of Florence owe Giovanni de' Medici,
-What for? -Charges of sodomy.
Someone reported us.
Who's there--?
Someone besides his murderer.
You seek financing?
Now, Albizzi warned me against opposing them. I...
-We must inform the Signoria. -We must do nothing of the kind.
-Will I see you again? -I hope so.
I don't want you to leave, ever again. Do you understand?
- They have no clothes.
-His position in the Signoria. -Oh.
I don't need gold. I need paper.
Your father has come up with a rather remarkable proposal, boys.
Sadly, this is true, but they are not.
No, no, no, no!
His murder demands justice, Cosimo.
And yet I notice that word of his poisoning has not spread.
And if you oppose the war, then many others in the Signoria will vote with you.
Stop pretending! You know what he was!
I wasn't sure you'd noticed. Your eyes didn't look down once.