Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sorry. I know I haven't exactly been carrying my weight.

That will be all, Ugo.

What's your name?

I was a laundress.

You're far better at this than I am, Lorenzo.

I know precisely what you are hoping, Cardinal Cossa.

-Enchanted. Have a cup. -Thank you.

Piero was meant to go with you today,

Only, this time, they were painted with hemlock.

-You're not from here, are you? -Florence.

-What of the surgeon, Di Cecco? -He's dead.

The weight of this family, this bank, this republic.

My father would sell wool like this, but only to the wealthiest nobles.

And the families will be at war with us.

- Where is my son? - He went out this morning.

we deeply believe in the candidacy of Cardinal Cossa.

His men are in the streets as we speak readying for battle.

The Albizzi and the other noble families of Florence

I will have justice. Once I know who did it.

-What? -We're nearly bankrupt.

-He would have voted with them. -You hold Father's seat now.

WHEN SPARKY GETS A SPAWNKILL

Are you entirely serious?

The sooner we can leave this stinkhole, the better.

And swords grow rusty if they are not used.

- He wants to pit us against each other. - Yes.