Da Vinci's Demons (2013–2015): Season 2, Episode 1 - The Blood of Man - full transcript
Leonardo and Lorenzo struggle to escape Riario's forces as Florence falls into chaos.
Fate has chosen you, Leonardo.
I will follow you
to the ends of the earth
to retrieve what's mine.
You have to make a decision.
The Book of Leaves or whoever
tears you away, not both.
The Book contains secrets
of the Divine.
Whoever lays their hands
on the Book of Leaves
will rule the world.
Here is the secret
to deciphering them.
I believe there may be
a spy in my court.
Lucrezia Donati has Da Vinci
tied up between her thighs.
You are Lucrezia Donati's
father?
The Pazzis
are moving on Florence.
They want to kill Lorenzo.
You shared secrets with Riario
and put the entire city
at peril!
This is your work!
They're weak, Your Holiness.
This is your chance to strike.
The Pazzi conspire against us.
They're in league with Rome!
Death to the Medicis!
Your true loyalty is
to the Medicis, Captain.
I suggest you leave
this one to me.
I'm bearing your child,
your son, Giuliano.
Help your family.
Rome is my family!
Da Vinci!
I wonder which
of the two men you fuck
will be buried alongside you!
I know this ring.
If we survive this,
I'll kill you both!
♪ DaVinci's Demons 2x012014-03-22 ♪
The Blood of Man
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(RIARIO) Did you ever think
we'd see the end together?
I never believed that I would be
facing an end at all.
God is laughing at us, Da Vinci.
This is not our fate.
(Drumming outside)
(Screaming)
(Water running)
(RIARIO) One way or another,
this is every man's fate.
(Crowd chanting)
Our lives are made
by the deaths of others.
You were very quick
to surrender.
After all we've seen...
lost,
perhaps you're naive to endure.
There is a greater story here,
still being written.
By whom?
(Drumming continues)
(Door opens)
(Chanting in Quechua)
(Chanting)
Well...
we both wanted
to see what's next.
There's still time.
(Drumming and chanting stops)
(Chanting resumes)
(Speaks Quechuan)
God's vengeance is upon you!
It's over, Lorenzo!
Da Vinci!
The House of Medici falls today!
The windows are all intact.
Where are they?
Beneath us.
(Grunting)
(Groans)
You betrayed me, Da Vinci.
I will see you dead for it.
If we escape, I promise you
every opportunity
to settle the score.
But for now, Your Magnificence,
please just shut the fuck up!
Station men at every gate.
Have reinforcements in
the trees, here and here.
Stand ready to march on my
signal and no one else's.
Understood?
Gentlemen, I give you Florence -
a jewel beyond price,
which will be ours
before nightfall.
(Cheering)
We're wasting time,
we should summon
Duke Frederico's army now.
Florence is ours for the taking!
And I say it is not.
If Lorenzo is still alive, he
might yet rally his people.
Lorenzo's dead, or bleeding
to death in the sewers.
I cut his throat myself.
Until he's proven dead,
we have nothing.
The people need to see a corpse.
Captain Grunwald,
ride to Duke Frederico
and make sure that hulking
cyclops sticks to the plan.
He cannot invade
before our signal.
Take her with you
and I will bring Da Vinci!
Give me a lantern.
Follow me, you fools!
(Groaning)
(Cries out)
Da Vinci!
There's smoke rising
from the Duomo.
Has all of Florence gone insane?
We should go back.
No.
I say we go on.
Leo was desperate
to board the Basilisk.
If we take this barge to Pisa,
we can stall it there.
What about the Maestro?
He'll meet us before she sails.
You sure?
Fuck, no!
But delaying the Basilisk
is all we can manage.
Let's find that dog's breath
who'll take us to Pisa.
People are fleeing
the city in fear.
Clarice and her brood
scurry for home, time to close the fist.
I'll lead the mob against
the Medici palace.
Find Giustini and hunt down
any Medici loyalists.
Move!
I need a defensive line
for the palace gate.
The barriers must be higher.
We need more men.
We have none.
Find some fucking men!
They should be back by now.
We have to go back
for my husband.
Quattrone will look after him.
See what happens
to friends of Medici!
Medici!
Gut the captain
and the Medici bitches!
Go to the palace!
Come with me.
I'll deal with this!
(Crowd shouting above)
Death to the Medici!
Hurry!
Quickly, follow me.
Girls, stay with me.
Florence is no place
for the godless!
Stay with me.
Girls, stay with me.
Death to the Medici whore!
Where's Maddalena?
Maria, where's Maddalena?
Maddalena?
(Sobs) Maddalena!
Mother?
Mother?
Aargh!
Open the door!
Please, let me through!
Mother!
(Screams)
Please!
(Sobs)
(Horse whinnies)
Open the door!
Hold the doors!
They must not pass!
Come along, girls, follow me.
There you are.
Take the children
to Lorenzo's quarters.
You will allow no one in
to see them save myself.
Maria, I need you to be strong
for your sisters, do you understand?
Your father will be
home soon. Now go.
Gualberto, see to it.
This way.
Fabrizio?
Follow me.
Stay close to the children.
If the palazzo is breached,
I trust you
to do the right thing.
Mix it with honey.
A teaspoon apiece
should be sufficient.
My lady, I cannot.
Do you know what will
happen to them
if the Pazzis enter these walls?
Can I trust you or not?
Of course.
Fall back inside the gates!
Listen to my orders!
Get back!
Da Vinci?
You're finished!
(Groans and cries out)
Come on.
Come on!
(Groans in agony)
Just leave me here to die,
Da Vinci.
And leave me to fix Florence
on my own?
Now that I've glimpsed
the gears that lie beneath the face...
What?
You didn't just use Lucrezia
to get close to me.
(Coughs)
You manipulated us all.
(RIARIO) Da Vinci?
Da Vinci!
Come on!
Well?
Nothing.
Stand still.
They were here.
He's dragging a body.
Maybe you truly did
kill Lorenzo.
That's it.
(Groans)
(Cries out)
By God's blood, I can't go on.
There might be
a way out of this.
I just need you to play dead.
I am dead.
Signor Da Vinci?
You took your time
scurrying back here.
Forgive me, I had my own family...
Where's Lorenzo?
No one knows.
Assemble every man we have.
Lorenzo must be found.
With respect, surely Lorenzo
would never leave his property,
his children, undefended?
What do you suggest?
There he is.
I told you I'd killed him.
The artista has
abandoned his corpse.
I'll prepare to signal Duke Frederico.
Do it.
I'll finish the job
and decapitate him.
It seems finishing the job has
fallen to me.
You really must surrender now.
The Medicis are finished.
You must not throw your life
away for Lorenzo.
If Rome takes Florence...
you'll understand.
I have nothing to lose.
Well, either way, you'll have
one blast to kill us all.
Aim well.
Oh, I will.
50 florins to the man
who takes him.
100 florins!
(Gasps)
Your vendetta against Da Vinci
blinds you. Forget him.
We must move on
the Palazzo Medici.
Gather your men, then,
Francesco.
I will speak to Duke Frederico.
How many weapons do we have?
Backswords and boar spears,
boiling oil...
It's not weapons,
it's men that we lack.
Still no sign of Quattrone.
I just hope he's with Lorenzo.
Arm the maids, the servants,
anyone who can carry a weapon.
Enzo says you're
a tolerable shot.
Take the longbows
and position yourselves
in the windows
above the gates. Go!
Once the oil is boiling,
ready another cauldron.
Capitano, a word.
Outside the Duomo,
Riario said your true loyalty was to us,
implying that it had
once been otherwise.
Did you know of this attack?
My husband would have
had you killed
just for that hesitation.
My allegiance wavered, signora.
When it did,
Rome sought to buy it.
But now I fear that
Rome itself has strayed.
I have news for you, Captain.
The Eternal City
strayed some time ago.
I am in your debt
for the life of my child.
But if you betray
the Medici family again,
I will have you gutted
like a pig.
Who else was involved?
The Pazzis, Bernardo Baroncelli,
Giustini, Battista,
Fathers Matthei and Bagnone...
My brother?
Cardinal Orsini was the one
who first approached me.
Then the moment
the palazzo is secure
and my husband is safe,
I want you to seek out
the Cardinal, understood?
Securing his safety
would be prudent.
Fuck prudence!
I want my brother rotting
in the Bargello by nightfall.
Look at us!
Blood on our vestments!
The carnage we permitted
in the House of the Lord!
Heavenly Father, I know
we have fallen short of your glory.
Our sins are ever before you.
Wash me from iniquity.
Create in me a clean...
Take hold of yourself!
The people need a cardinal's
voice, not a coward's!
My sister Clarice
survived your knives!
She knows of my complicity now!
Liberty!
Liberty!
Liberty!
Liberty!
Liberty!
Death to them!
Uncle! Uncle!
Let the maggots burn!
Aaargh!
(Grunting)
Aaargh!
Leo!
I could have killed you.
I... I...
[ laughter ]
My dear Count.
Your charming agent
was just regaling us
with details of your folly.
So Lorenzo still lives?
Finally ready to put
an end to this madness
and send my men
to take the city.
The uprising has
to appear to have
been motivated from within,
so we allowed the Pazzi family
to take the lead.
You will stick to the plan
and wait for our signal.
It doesn't take two eyes to see
what a dog's breakfast
you've made of this affair.
According to Signora Donati,
the problem is
you're more preoccupied
with finding Da Vinci
than securing Florence.
Da Vinci stole something
of incalculable value
which the Holy Father has
entrusted me with retrieving.
More valuable than Florence?
A key...
One of two.
Which will unlock a treasure
worth 1,000 cities.
Da Vinci has them both now.
And I believe some
knowledge I desire.
Excuse me.
Aagh!
Where is the Vault of Heaven?
I've got no idea, he didn't say.
No, but he... he did reveal
something, didn't he?
I can see it in your eyes,
an indication
of where he's heading.
Give her to me. It'll be
a pleasure to make her talk.
No, no, that won't be necessary.
Signora Donati knows very well
what I'm capable of.
Perhaps you'd like
to honor your new friend
with a small gift
of a personal nature.
An eye for an eye, so to speak.
Wait, wait!
For what?
He's headed to Pisa.
He's boarding a ship.
What's the name of the ship?
Tell me the name of the ship.
What was the name
of the fucking ship?
The name of the ship?
The Basilisk.
The Basilisk?
We ride for Pisa immediately.
You will come with us.
If you are lying, I will make
your father pay in blood.
(MERCURI) Your Grace?
Are you sure Pisa takes
precedence right now?
Da Vinci has the keys, Lupo.
If he reaches
the Vault of Heaven,
the Book of Leaves
is his to claim.
I want to know its secrets
as much as you do.
But the Holy Father was clear -
secure Florence first.
Gather your men, Captain.
We're leaving.
The Holy Father
fills our coffers, not you.
Florence must come first.
Lupo?
I'm sorry.
I tell you what.
If you want to chase phantoms
and leave the fortunes
of Florence to us, go.
I'll even give you some trusted
men to accompany you.
And provisions for the journey.
Why would you possibly do that?
'Cause I don't like you.
And I'm quite happy to see you
sail off the edge of the world.
But if you somehow achieve
your aims and return,
well, you'll owe me, won't you?
Very well.
I accept your offer.
Of course you do!
(Distant shouting)
You, Leonardo, must book
a passage on that ship.
The Book of Leaves
of your mother's faith...
will remain a mystery.
The choice and
the consequences...
are yours.
Leo, you've been dreaming.
(gasps)
What's going on?
The city's in chaos.
There are rumors the Pazzis
carry the day.
Where's Lorenzo?
He's downstairs.
How is he?
He's dying.
I applied a poultice of
staunchweed and yarrow
to stop the bleeding
but it hasn't helped.
His wounds are far too
great for us to treat.
And if he dies here, Leo,
the responsibility is ours.
We need to convey His
Magnificence to the palace.
Let his own physic attend
his final hours.
There's no point.
He's lost too much blood,
he won't survive the journey.
What do you propose?
To be logical.
Lorenzo's lost blood.
He needs blood.
I'm gonna give him some of mine.
Leo, you can't,
the Bible prohibits it!
Leviticus is explicit.
You are not to eat any blood,
either of bird or animal!
Damn your superstitions, Andrea!
We're not gonna
make him drink it!
There's a folio in my loft,
top shelf, west wall.
Beneath the boar's skull.
Red cover, embossed
with an Islamic star.
Ibn-al-Nafis.
What?
Arab physician and scholar,
practiced in the 13th century.
He disproved Galen's assertion
that blood moves
through invisible pores
and argued that it travels
from the heart to the lungs
through the veins and arteries,
just as the canals of Venice
bring provisions to the city.
But they're running dry.
So we need to replenish them.
I am gonna cut into my arm,
and transfer the blood
from my body into his.
Here - Sharh Tashrih
al Qanoun.
'Commentary on the Anatomy
of a Canon...'
You see?
Nafis made the same discoveries
I have.
All those nights dissecting
corpses, Andrea.
They're about to pay off.
We searched his pockets.
Commander!
Where is he?
My lady?
My husband.
Has he not returned?
He was with you.
We were separated
during the attack.
Lorenzo was wounded
but managed to escape.
Escape where?
When last I saw him, he fled
with the help of the artista Da Vinci.
Then he's alive?
Why are you here, Commander?
My men are exhausted,
trapped for hours by the mob.
And Lorenzo is out among them.
Mount a search at once.
We barely survived our arrival.
Your duty is his safety.
My lady, you are not empowered
to give me orders.
As a member of the Signoria,
the city...
The city? Florence was
nothing before the Medicis.
Now it is the jewel of Europe.
This city owes
everything to Lorenzo.
Now go and find him,
or I will have your titles
and your testicles removed.
Lift.
(Grunting)
Hold him still.
Aargh!
Hold him still, do it!
You coward!
You cowards, I'll kill you all!
I'll kill you all, you cowards!
(Grunting)
Tincture of opium.
It should keep him sedated.
Everyone wash your hands.
Why?
The Eastern scholars
believed ablution
prevented contamination
as their faith.
Now who's superstitious?
Just do it, Andrea!
Grab me those clamps.
What on earth is that?
Sheep's intestine.
The Greeks used reeds for
cannulas, we use my pen nibs.
There are other Medicis
to replace Lorenzo.
But Florence only has
one Leonardo Da Vinci.
Look what Florence has
become without Lorenzo.
Come on!
I was wrong.
He believed in me
when no one else would,
he entrusted me
with the city's defense.
That's what I'm doing now.
Finish that.
I'm defending Florence.
I believe I can save him,
Andrea.
I need you to believe it too.
Pass me that knife.
One, two, three...
Argh!
Now, open the median basilic on
Lorenzo's arm.
It's anterior to the elbow,
just below the surface.
(Grunts)
What have I done?
Clamp the intestines, Vanessa.
What?
Clamp the intestine!
Now, insert the other end
of the pen nib into Lorenzo's vein.
Into the vein. Yes.
Now release the clamp.
Is it working?
Is the tube moving?
No.
Raise me up.
Stop.
How long do we let it
run its course?
Till Lorenzo regains
his color and I lose mine.
It's moving.
(Slurred) Our blood is being
transferred.
Leo...
It's alright.
It's alright, Andrea.
Time is a river,
and the Turk has walked
upstream.
He assured me
fate isn't done with me yet.
(Moans softly)
There you are.
I feared I'd lost you.
Where am I?
You're where you belong,
by my side.
I pushed you away.
I should never have done that.
I'm sorry.
Why do you condemn yourself
to walk this path alone?
I'm not alone.
And my friends
are more loyal than most.
They admire your mind.
But who among them
truly knows you?
Tell me this feels
anything less than perfect.
(Deep rumbling)
What was that?
This is how it happens.
This is how you leave us.
What do they want?
They want what we all want,
Leonardo.
They want you.
This painting.
It was my first glimpse
of Lorenzo.
Viewed only after our families
had brokered our marriage.
I pray it's not the last sight
I have of him as well.
I have become aware of Lorenzo's
current circumstance.
It seems our hopes hang
on your first born.
You can imagine how much
that thrills me.
Signora, I would like to move
you and the children
to a different part of the city.
We have repelled the Pazzis,
but without Lorenzo,
they will return.
Gualberto.
This man has brought
a message from Lorenzo.
Is he safe?
Agh!
(Muffled cry)
(Clarice panting)
I'm only trying
to save Florence.
So am I.
Urgh!
Signora, you must leave tonight.
The Medicis do not run,
Signor Da Vinci.
We will fight
until our last breath.
He still breathes.
Faint... but still there.
Damn you, Leo.
There are limits even for you.
Maestro?
Do you think Lorenzo
will recover?
Truthfully?
I have no idea,
this is all beyond me.
What do you think
will happen if he,
if he dies here with us?
You mean if it's discovered that
we, and not the Pazzi,
succeeded in killing
the ruler of Florence?
I hesitate to hazard a guess.
Would they hang a woman
who's with child?
My dear... Vanessa, shh.
(Sobs)
Worse, what if the Pazzis
discover my condition?
They'll hang me
in the piazza as a traitor!
No, Vanessa...
They'll kill both of us.
No, no one is going to harm you
or your child.
Let us agree right now,
the truth of his parentage
remains a secret.
(Splutters)
Are you alright?
(Panting)
Andrea...
What?
I'm seeing things.
(Sheep bleats)
Something's happening to me,
Andrea.
I think my soul...
has be... become unmoored.
That's because you're drifting
towards death.
(Rasping breaths)
That's enough.
I'm putting a stop to this.
No, no, please!
Please, please.
Not... Not until...
Lorenzo's recov...
I'm sorry, my boy.
But there's already been
too much death this day.
My lord?
You are leaving Italy?
If I can commandeer the Basilisk
in time, then, yes.
I am here to take care
of your needs.
Take me with you.
I plan to sail an ocean, Zita,
to an unknown land.
I may be forced
to do terrible things.
I have done terrible things.
I don't care.
Your place is in Rome.
I serve you, my lord.
The Holy Father
will simply use me, hurt me.
Then I free you from servitude.
Speak to the quartermaster,
he will provide you
with a horse.
You can ride away from all this.
I am far from home, my lord.
In these lands,
a woman of my color alone,
You killing me now would be more
merciful than freedom.
Then...
Ready another horse and follow.
Believe it or not, I find it
less unnerving
for you to just interrupt me,
than for you to ling
like a vomitus stench.
I come from Florence,
Your Holiness.
With good news, I pray?
Giuliano di Medici is dead.
And his brother?
Wounded.
I would have sent dogs
if I wanted him wounded.
The Pazzis strive to
end the matter swiftly.
And yet you are here,
not by my nephew's side.
Your nephew, Count Riario is...
He's no longer in Florence.
As we speak, he's embarking on
a journey across the sea,
to pursue some mysterious book.
The Book of Leaves.
Yet another soul falls prey.
Let's go, you laggards.
We haven't got all day.
Oi, you two!
The Captain's in aft cabin.
Think we'll convince him to wait
for the Maestro?
I once convinced a woman
I was the ghost of her late husband,
back from the dead
to help her conceive.
Watch and learn.
Captain De Noli, my employer,
Leonardo Da Vinci,
Lorenzo Medici's war engineer,
has sent me to humbly request
you delay your voyage
a few short hours.
It could be less.
With artists it's hard to know,
but I'll reimburse you
for your time.
And all you have to do
is sit there.
That is perfect.
Like a mute.
Alas...
I've already made my own
agreements with the Captain.
Well, I must say,
it is good to see you both.
Our last encounter left me so...
Empty-handed.
Now, let's see what gifts
you've brought me,
while the Captain fetches
my own little trinket from the hold.
The undiscovered land
that hides the Vault.
Remarkable.
Truly.
Now, this skin is the
Abyssinian's, is it not?
The codes which complete
the map, presumably.
I wonder... did Da Vinci kill
Solomon Ogbai himself to claim it?
Yes? No?
Nothing?
An astrolabe.
Unlike any I have seen before.
A device to tame the stars.
What of the keys to the Vault?
Still in the Maestro's
possession, you bastard.
I shall have to improvise.
Nevertheless, I thank you.
The keys remain useless without
these tools to guide the way.
And I thank you as well,
dear cousin, once again.
Your duplicitous ways
have borne fruit.
Leonardo will come for you.
But um...
tragically...
not for you.
Chain her and the mongrel.
Ready them to face
God's judgment.
What about me?
Worry not, Nico.
I have faith you will prove
your usefulness to me in time.
(Mutters)
(Door opens)
Two visits in a week, brother.
I must be blessed to receive
such a holy honor.
Perhaps I simply lack
satisfactory entertainment.
Or perhaps your plans
for Florence,
have fallen short of their aims.
How could you possibly
know this?
Your guards?
I shall remove their tongues.
Your face is mine, Alessandro.
I know its every contour,
what causes it to smile,
to grimace.
It reveals all.
You should have foreseen this.
Any endeavor to win the hearts
of Christians by force
will never be blessed
with God's favor.
You dare instruct me
on God's wishes?
Hubris, given
your current situation.
Then it is a sin we both share.
For pride created
this dilemma you now face.
If the Medicis remain in power,
all of Florence
will turn from Rome.
Your only course is
to quarantine the city.
(Chuckles)
Do you seriously expect me
to accept your counsel?
You are here, are you not?
I'm drawn to recall
that day from our youth.
When you held me beneath
the icy waters of the Orba.
Sadly, the Lord had other plans.
I've always believed
that your inability
to take my life
stemmed from cowardice.
But perhaps,
you wish to utilize
the wisdom I have to offer.
Huh?
So, what do you suggest,
Francesco?
Seek out a champion.
And put him to the cause.
If Girolamo's no longer
capable then,
perhaps...
King Ferrante of Naples
will serve you better.
I've always found Ferrante's
commitment wonderfully,
fanatical.
Do you doubt the logic
of my proposal?
No, no, no.
No.
It's your motives I have
a difficult time trusting.
You must know by now,
that despite all that has
transpired between us,
I will always serve
the best interests of Rome.
(RIARIO) Through my holy
anointing,
may the Lord bless you
and pardon you,
whatever sins
you have committed.
Please, don't do this.
We'll tell you what you want,
do what you need.
They have nothing to offer.
Say farewell.
I demand the right
to my last words.
Nico...
the first time this snake lets
down his guard,
sink a dagger and slice
him from balls to brains.
A touching sentiment.
And I would be profoundly
curious to see him try.
And what of you, cousin?
Silent, when there is
no one to seduce.
I do not say farewell
without regret, Lucrezia.
For what it's worth, though,
I would have spared Amelia,
if I could.
Don't you dare speak her name.
Don't you dare!
May God have mercy
on both our souls.
I regret never
having fucked you.
(Liquid bubbling)
You have failed us, Da Vinci.
You are not the one we hoped.
It is a dark hour.
And your arrogant belief
you are capable
of anything
has only made it darker.
I couldn't abandon Lorenzo.
So you abandon your destiny!
You have allowed your
sympathy for others
to blind you to
the greater struggle.
And in so doing,
you may have lost everything.
I told you there would
be consequences.
You cannot even grasp what your
actions have wrought!
Because of you, the Book of
Leaves will be lost forever.
Or worse,
recovered by our enemies.
The Vatican?
I speak of agents
far more ancient
than the Church of St Peter.
The blood of man
is on your hands now.
The servants of the horned god
will seize their opportunity.
Al-Rahim, wait!
Wait! Al-Rahim!
Al-Rahim is no longer here.
(Chokes)
Leo?
(Rasping breath)
Andrea?
Andrea!
Who are you?
We are the horns
of the Increate.
We are the shadow at
the Center of the Labyrinth.
(Screams)
What on earth is going on?
Stay back!
And you will pay for
the sins of Daedalus.
I promised revenge
if we escaped, Da Vinci.
And now it's time for me to
fulfill my side of the bargain!
(Cries out)
I will follow you
to the ends of the earth
to retrieve what's mine.
You have to make a decision.
The Book of Leaves or whoever
tears you away, not both.
The Book contains secrets
of the Divine.
Whoever lays their hands
on the Book of Leaves
will rule the world.
Here is the secret
to deciphering them.
I believe there may be
a spy in my court.
Lucrezia Donati has Da Vinci
tied up between her thighs.
You are Lucrezia Donati's
father?
The Pazzis
are moving on Florence.
They want to kill Lorenzo.
You shared secrets with Riario
and put the entire city
at peril!
This is your work!
They're weak, Your Holiness.
This is your chance to strike.
The Pazzi conspire against us.
They're in league with Rome!
Death to the Medicis!
Your true loyalty is
to the Medicis, Captain.
I suggest you leave
this one to me.
I'm bearing your child,
your son, Giuliano.
Help your family.
Rome is my family!
Da Vinci!
I wonder which
of the two men you fuck
will be buried alongside you!
I know this ring.
If we survive this,
I'll kill you both!
♪ DaVinci's Demons 2x012014-03-22 ♪
The Blood of Man
♪
(RIARIO) Did you ever think
we'd see the end together?
I never believed that I would be
facing an end at all.
God is laughing at us, Da Vinci.
This is not our fate.
(Drumming outside)
(Screaming)
(Water running)
(RIARIO) One way or another,
this is every man's fate.
(Crowd chanting)
Our lives are made
by the deaths of others.
You were very quick
to surrender.
After all we've seen...
lost,
perhaps you're naive to endure.
There is a greater story here,
still being written.
By whom?
(Drumming continues)
(Door opens)
(Chanting in Quechua)
(Chanting)
Well...
we both wanted
to see what's next.
There's still time.
(Drumming and chanting stops)
(Chanting resumes)
(Speaks Quechuan)
God's vengeance is upon you!
It's over, Lorenzo!
Da Vinci!
The House of Medici falls today!
The windows are all intact.
Where are they?
Beneath us.
(Grunting)
(Groans)
You betrayed me, Da Vinci.
I will see you dead for it.
If we escape, I promise you
every opportunity
to settle the score.
But for now, Your Magnificence,
please just shut the fuck up!
Station men at every gate.
Have reinforcements in
the trees, here and here.
Stand ready to march on my
signal and no one else's.
Understood?
Gentlemen, I give you Florence -
a jewel beyond price,
which will be ours
before nightfall.
(Cheering)
We're wasting time,
we should summon
Duke Frederico's army now.
Florence is ours for the taking!
And I say it is not.
If Lorenzo is still alive, he
might yet rally his people.
Lorenzo's dead, or bleeding
to death in the sewers.
I cut his throat myself.
Until he's proven dead,
we have nothing.
The people need to see a corpse.
Captain Grunwald,
ride to Duke Frederico
and make sure that hulking
cyclops sticks to the plan.
He cannot invade
before our signal.
Take her with you
and I will bring Da Vinci!
Give me a lantern.
Follow me, you fools!
(Groaning)
(Cries out)
Da Vinci!
There's smoke rising
from the Duomo.
Has all of Florence gone insane?
We should go back.
No.
I say we go on.
Leo was desperate
to board the Basilisk.
If we take this barge to Pisa,
we can stall it there.
What about the Maestro?
He'll meet us before she sails.
You sure?
Fuck, no!
But delaying the Basilisk
is all we can manage.
Let's find that dog's breath
who'll take us to Pisa.
People are fleeing
the city in fear.
Clarice and her brood
scurry for home, time to close the fist.
I'll lead the mob against
the Medici palace.
Find Giustini and hunt down
any Medici loyalists.
Move!
I need a defensive line
for the palace gate.
The barriers must be higher.
We need more men.
We have none.
Find some fucking men!
They should be back by now.
We have to go back
for my husband.
Quattrone will look after him.
See what happens
to friends of Medici!
Medici!
Gut the captain
and the Medici bitches!
Go to the palace!
Come with me.
I'll deal with this!
(Crowd shouting above)
Death to the Medici!
Hurry!
Quickly, follow me.
Girls, stay with me.
Florence is no place
for the godless!
Stay with me.
Girls, stay with me.
Death to the Medici whore!
Where's Maddalena?
Maria, where's Maddalena?
Maddalena?
(Sobs) Maddalena!
Mother?
Mother?
Aargh!
Open the door!
Please, let me through!
Mother!
(Screams)
Please!
(Sobs)
(Horse whinnies)
Open the door!
Hold the doors!
They must not pass!
Come along, girls, follow me.
There you are.
Take the children
to Lorenzo's quarters.
You will allow no one in
to see them save myself.
Maria, I need you to be strong
for your sisters, do you understand?
Your father will be
home soon. Now go.
Gualberto, see to it.
This way.
Fabrizio?
Follow me.
Stay close to the children.
If the palazzo is breached,
I trust you
to do the right thing.
Mix it with honey.
A teaspoon apiece
should be sufficient.
My lady, I cannot.
Do you know what will
happen to them
if the Pazzis enter these walls?
Can I trust you or not?
Of course.
Fall back inside the gates!
Listen to my orders!
Get back!
Da Vinci?
You're finished!
(Groans and cries out)
Come on.
Come on!
(Groans in agony)
Just leave me here to die,
Da Vinci.
And leave me to fix Florence
on my own?
Now that I've glimpsed
the gears that lie beneath the face...
What?
You didn't just use Lucrezia
to get close to me.
(Coughs)
You manipulated us all.
(RIARIO) Da Vinci?
Da Vinci!
Come on!
Well?
Nothing.
Stand still.
They were here.
He's dragging a body.
Maybe you truly did
kill Lorenzo.
That's it.
(Groans)
(Cries out)
By God's blood, I can't go on.
There might be
a way out of this.
I just need you to play dead.
I am dead.
Signor Da Vinci?
You took your time
scurrying back here.
Forgive me, I had my own family...
Where's Lorenzo?
No one knows.
Assemble every man we have.
Lorenzo must be found.
With respect, surely Lorenzo
would never leave his property,
his children, undefended?
What do you suggest?
There he is.
I told you I'd killed him.
The artista has
abandoned his corpse.
I'll prepare to signal Duke Frederico.
Do it.
I'll finish the job
and decapitate him.
It seems finishing the job has
fallen to me.
You really must surrender now.
The Medicis are finished.
You must not throw your life
away for Lorenzo.
If Rome takes Florence...
you'll understand.
I have nothing to lose.
Well, either way, you'll have
one blast to kill us all.
Aim well.
Oh, I will.
50 florins to the man
who takes him.
100 florins!
(Gasps)
Your vendetta against Da Vinci
blinds you. Forget him.
We must move on
the Palazzo Medici.
Gather your men, then,
Francesco.
I will speak to Duke Frederico.
How many weapons do we have?
Backswords and boar spears,
boiling oil...
It's not weapons,
it's men that we lack.
Still no sign of Quattrone.
I just hope he's with Lorenzo.
Arm the maids, the servants,
anyone who can carry a weapon.
Enzo says you're
a tolerable shot.
Take the longbows
and position yourselves
in the windows
above the gates. Go!
Once the oil is boiling,
ready another cauldron.
Capitano, a word.
Outside the Duomo,
Riario said your true loyalty was to us,
implying that it had
once been otherwise.
Did you know of this attack?
My husband would have
had you killed
just for that hesitation.
My allegiance wavered, signora.
When it did,
Rome sought to buy it.
But now I fear that
Rome itself has strayed.
I have news for you, Captain.
The Eternal City
strayed some time ago.
I am in your debt
for the life of my child.
But if you betray
the Medici family again,
I will have you gutted
like a pig.
Who else was involved?
The Pazzis, Bernardo Baroncelli,
Giustini, Battista,
Fathers Matthei and Bagnone...
My brother?
Cardinal Orsini was the one
who first approached me.
Then the moment
the palazzo is secure
and my husband is safe,
I want you to seek out
the Cardinal, understood?
Securing his safety
would be prudent.
Fuck prudence!
I want my brother rotting
in the Bargello by nightfall.
Look at us!
Blood on our vestments!
The carnage we permitted
in the House of the Lord!
Heavenly Father, I know
we have fallen short of your glory.
Our sins are ever before you.
Wash me from iniquity.
Create in me a clean...
Take hold of yourself!
The people need a cardinal's
voice, not a coward's!
My sister Clarice
survived your knives!
She knows of my complicity now!
Liberty!
Liberty!
Liberty!
Liberty!
Liberty!
Death to them!
Uncle! Uncle!
Let the maggots burn!
Aaargh!
(Grunting)
Aaargh!
Leo!
I could have killed you.
I... I...
[ laughter ]
My dear Count.
Your charming agent
was just regaling us
with details of your folly.
So Lorenzo still lives?
Finally ready to put
an end to this madness
and send my men
to take the city.
The uprising has
to appear to have
been motivated from within,
so we allowed the Pazzi family
to take the lead.
You will stick to the plan
and wait for our signal.
It doesn't take two eyes to see
what a dog's breakfast
you've made of this affair.
According to Signora Donati,
the problem is
you're more preoccupied
with finding Da Vinci
than securing Florence.
Da Vinci stole something
of incalculable value
which the Holy Father has
entrusted me with retrieving.
More valuable than Florence?
A key...
One of two.
Which will unlock a treasure
worth 1,000 cities.
Da Vinci has them both now.
And I believe some
knowledge I desire.
Excuse me.
Aagh!
Where is the Vault of Heaven?
I've got no idea, he didn't say.
No, but he... he did reveal
something, didn't he?
I can see it in your eyes,
an indication
of where he's heading.
Give her to me. It'll be
a pleasure to make her talk.
No, no, that won't be necessary.
Signora Donati knows very well
what I'm capable of.
Perhaps you'd like
to honor your new friend
with a small gift
of a personal nature.
An eye for an eye, so to speak.
Wait, wait!
For what?
He's headed to Pisa.
He's boarding a ship.
What's the name of the ship?
Tell me the name of the ship.
What was the name
of the fucking ship?
The name of the ship?
The Basilisk.
The Basilisk?
We ride for Pisa immediately.
You will come with us.
If you are lying, I will make
your father pay in blood.
(MERCURI) Your Grace?
Are you sure Pisa takes
precedence right now?
Da Vinci has the keys, Lupo.
If he reaches
the Vault of Heaven,
the Book of Leaves
is his to claim.
I want to know its secrets
as much as you do.
But the Holy Father was clear -
secure Florence first.
Gather your men, Captain.
We're leaving.
The Holy Father
fills our coffers, not you.
Florence must come first.
Lupo?
I'm sorry.
I tell you what.
If you want to chase phantoms
and leave the fortunes
of Florence to us, go.
I'll even give you some trusted
men to accompany you.
And provisions for the journey.
Why would you possibly do that?
'Cause I don't like you.
And I'm quite happy to see you
sail off the edge of the world.
But if you somehow achieve
your aims and return,
well, you'll owe me, won't you?
Very well.
I accept your offer.
Of course you do!
(Distant shouting)
You, Leonardo, must book
a passage on that ship.
The Book of Leaves
of your mother's faith...
will remain a mystery.
The choice and
the consequences...
are yours.
Leo, you've been dreaming.
(gasps)
What's going on?
The city's in chaos.
There are rumors the Pazzis
carry the day.
Where's Lorenzo?
He's downstairs.
How is he?
He's dying.
I applied a poultice of
staunchweed and yarrow
to stop the bleeding
but it hasn't helped.
His wounds are far too
great for us to treat.
And if he dies here, Leo,
the responsibility is ours.
We need to convey His
Magnificence to the palace.
Let his own physic attend
his final hours.
There's no point.
He's lost too much blood,
he won't survive the journey.
What do you propose?
To be logical.
Lorenzo's lost blood.
He needs blood.
I'm gonna give him some of mine.
Leo, you can't,
the Bible prohibits it!
Leviticus is explicit.
You are not to eat any blood,
either of bird or animal!
Damn your superstitions, Andrea!
We're not gonna
make him drink it!
There's a folio in my loft,
top shelf, west wall.
Beneath the boar's skull.
Red cover, embossed
with an Islamic star.
Ibn-al-Nafis.
What?
Arab physician and scholar,
practiced in the 13th century.
He disproved Galen's assertion
that blood moves
through invisible pores
and argued that it travels
from the heart to the lungs
through the veins and arteries,
just as the canals of Venice
bring provisions to the city.
But they're running dry.
So we need to replenish them.
I am gonna cut into my arm,
and transfer the blood
from my body into his.
Here - Sharh Tashrih
al Qanoun.
'Commentary on the Anatomy
of a Canon...'
You see?
Nafis made the same discoveries
I have.
All those nights dissecting
corpses, Andrea.
They're about to pay off.
We searched his pockets.
Commander!
Where is he?
My lady?
My husband.
Has he not returned?
He was with you.
We were separated
during the attack.
Lorenzo was wounded
but managed to escape.
Escape where?
When last I saw him, he fled
with the help of the artista Da Vinci.
Then he's alive?
Why are you here, Commander?
My men are exhausted,
trapped for hours by the mob.
And Lorenzo is out among them.
Mount a search at once.
We barely survived our arrival.
Your duty is his safety.
My lady, you are not empowered
to give me orders.
As a member of the Signoria,
the city...
The city? Florence was
nothing before the Medicis.
Now it is the jewel of Europe.
This city owes
everything to Lorenzo.
Now go and find him,
or I will have your titles
and your testicles removed.
Lift.
(Grunting)
Hold him still.
Aargh!
Hold him still, do it!
You coward!
You cowards, I'll kill you all!
I'll kill you all, you cowards!
(Grunting)
Tincture of opium.
It should keep him sedated.
Everyone wash your hands.
Why?
The Eastern scholars
believed ablution
prevented contamination
as their faith.
Now who's superstitious?
Just do it, Andrea!
Grab me those clamps.
What on earth is that?
Sheep's intestine.
The Greeks used reeds for
cannulas, we use my pen nibs.
There are other Medicis
to replace Lorenzo.
But Florence only has
one Leonardo Da Vinci.
Look what Florence has
become without Lorenzo.
Come on!
I was wrong.
He believed in me
when no one else would,
he entrusted me
with the city's defense.
That's what I'm doing now.
Finish that.
I'm defending Florence.
I believe I can save him,
Andrea.
I need you to believe it too.
Pass me that knife.
One, two, three...
Argh!
Now, open the median basilic on
Lorenzo's arm.
It's anterior to the elbow,
just below the surface.
(Grunts)
What have I done?
Clamp the intestines, Vanessa.
What?
Clamp the intestine!
Now, insert the other end
of the pen nib into Lorenzo's vein.
Into the vein. Yes.
Now release the clamp.
Is it working?
Is the tube moving?
No.
Raise me up.
Stop.
How long do we let it
run its course?
Till Lorenzo regains
his color and I lose mine.
It's moving.
(Slurred) Our blood is being
transferred.
Leo...
It's alright.
It's alright, Andrea.
Time is a river,
and the Turk has walked
upstream.
He assured me
fate isn't done with me yet.
(Moans softly)
There you are.
I feared I'd lost you.
Where am I?
You're where you belong,
by my side.
I pushed you away.
I should never have done that.
I'm sorry.
Why do you condemn yourself
to walk this path alone?
I'm not alone.
And my friends
are more loyal than most.
They admire your mind.
But who among them
truly knows you?
Tell me this feels
anything less than perfect.
(Deep rumbling)
What was that?
This is how it happens.
This is how you leave us.
What do they want?
They want what we all want,
Leonardo.
They want you.
This painting.
It was my first glimpse
of Lorenzo.
Viewed only after our families
had brokered our marriage.
I pray it's not the last sight
I have of him as well.
I have become aware of Lorenzo's
current circumstance.
It seems our hopes hang
on your first born.
You can imagine how much
that thrills me.
Signora, I would like to move
you and the children
to a different part of the city.
We have repelled the Pazzis,
but without Lorenzo,
they will return.
Gualberto.
This man has brought
a message from Lorenzo.
Is he safe?
Agh!
(Muffled cry)
(Clarice panting)
I'm only trying
to save Florence.
So am I.
Urgh!
Signora, you must leave tonight.
The Medicis do not run,
Signor Da Vinci.
We will fight
until our last breath.
He still breathes.
Faint... but still there.
Damn you, Leo.
There are limits even for you.
Maestro?
Do you think Lorenzo
will recover?
Truthfully?
I have no idea,
this is all beyond me.
What do you think
will happen if he,
if he dies here with us?
You mean if it's discovered that
we, and not the Pazzi,
succeeded in killing
the ruler of Florence?
I hesitate to hazard a guess.
Would they hang a woman
who's with child?
My dear... Vanessa, shh.
(Sobs)
Worse, what if the Pazzis
discover my condition?
They'll hang me
in the piazza as a traitor!
No, Vanessa...
They'll kill both of us.
No, no one is going to harm you
or your child.
Let us agree right now,
the truth of his parentage
remains a secret.
(Splutters)
Are you alright?
(Panting)
Andrea...
What?
I'm seeing things.
(Sheep bleats)
Something's happening to me,
Andrea.
I think my soul...
has be... become unmoored.
That's because you're drifting
towards death.
(Rasping breaths)
That's enough.
I'm putting a stop to this.
No, no, please!
Please, please.
Not... Not until...
Lorenzo's recov...
I'm sorry, my boy.
But there's already been
too much death this day.
My lord?
You are leaving Italy?
If I can commandeer the Basilisk
in time, then, yes.
I am here to take care
of your needs.
Take me with you.
I plan to sail an ocean, Zita,
to an unknown land.
I may be forced
to do terrible things.
I have done terrible things.
I don't care.
Your place is in Rome.
I serve you, my lord.
The Holy Father
will simply use me, hurt me.
Then I free you from servitude.
Speak to the quartermaster,
he will provide you
with a horse.
You can ride away from all this.
I am far from home, my lord.
In these lands,
a woman of my color alone,
You killing me now would be more
merciful than freedom.
Then...
Ready another horse and follow.
Believe it or not, I find it
less unnerving
for you to just interrupt me,
than for you to ling
like a vomitus stench.
I come from Florence,
Your Holiness.
With good news, I pray?
Giuliano di Medici is dead.
And his brother?
Wounded.
I would have sent dogs
if I wanted him wounded.
The Pazzis strive to
end the matter swiftly.
And yet you are here,
not by my nephew's side.
Your nephew, Count Riario is...
He's no longer in Florence.
As we speak, he's embarking on
a journey across the sea,
to pursue some mysterious book.
The Book of Leaves.
Yet another soul falls prey.
Let's go, you laggards.
We haven't got all day.
Oi, you two!
The Captain's in aft cabin.
Think we'll convince him to wait
for the Maestro?
I once convinced a woman
I was the ghost of her late husband,
back from the dead
to help her conceive.
Watch and learn.
Captain De Noli, my employer,
Leonardo Da Vinci,
Lorenzo Medici's war engineer,
has sent me to humbly request
you delay your voyage
a few short hours.
It could be less.
With artists it's hard to know,
but I'll reimburse you
for your time.
And all you have to do
is sit there.
That is perfect.
Like a mute.
Alas...
I've already made my own
agreements with the Captain.
Well, I must say,
it is good to see you both.
Our last encounter left me so...
Empty-handed.
Now, let's see what gifts
you've brought me,
while the Captain fetches
my own little trinket from the hold.
The undiscovered land
that hides the Vault.
Remarkable.
Truly.
Now, this skin is the
Abyssinian's, is it not?
The codes which complete
the map, presumably.
I wonder... did Da Vinci kill
Solomon Ogbai himself to claim it?
Yes? No?
Nothing?
An astrolabe.
Unlike any I have seen before.
A device to tame the stars.
What of the keys to the Vault?
Still in the Maestro's
possession, you bastard.
I shall have to improvise.
Nevertheless, I thank you.
The keys remain useless without
these tools to guide the way.
And I thank you as well,
dear cousin, once again.
Your duplicitous ways
have borne fruit.
Leonardo will come for you.
But um...
tragically...
not for you.
Chain her and the mongrel.
Ready them to face
God's judgment.
What about me?
Worry not, Nico.
I have faith you will prove
your usefulness to me in time.
(Mutters)
(Door opens)
Two visits in a week, brother.
I must be blessed to receive
such a holy honor.
Perhaps I simply lack
satisfactory entertainment.
Or perhaps your plans
for Florence,
have fallen short of their aims.
How could you possibly
know this?
Your guards?
I shall remove their tongues.
Your face is mine, Alessandro.
I know its every contour,
what causes it to smile,
to grimace.
It reveals all.
You should have foreseen this.
Any endeavor to win the hearts
of Christians by force
will never be blessed
with God's favor.
You dare instruct me
on God's wishes?
Hubris, given
your current situation.
Then it is a sin we both share.
For pride created
this dilemma you now face.
If the Medicis remain in power,
all of Florence
will turn from Rome.
Your only course is
to quarantine the city.
(Chuckles)
Do you seriously expect me
to accept your counsel?
You are here, are you not?
I'm drawn to recall
that day from our youth.
When you held me beneath
the icy waters of the Orba.
Sadly, the Lord had other plans.
I've always believed
that your inability
to take my life
stemmed from cowardice.
But perhaps,
you wish to utilize
the wisdom I have to offer.
Huh?
So, what do you suggest,
Francesco?
Seek out a champion.
And put him to the cause.
If Girolamo's no longer
capable then,
perhaps...
King Ferrante of Naples
will serve you better.
I've always found Ferrante's
commitment wonderfully,
fanatical.
Do you doubt the logic
of my proposal?
No, no, no.
No.
It's your motives I have
a difficult time trusting.
You must know by now,
that despite all that has
transpired between us,
I will always serve
the best interests of Rome.
(RIARIO) Through my holy
anointing,
may the Lord bless you
and pardon you,
whatever sins
you have committed.
Please, don't do this.
We'll tell you what you want,
do what you need.
They have nothing to offer.
Say farewell.
I demand the right
to my last words.
Nico...
the first time this snake lets
down his guard,
sink a dagger and slice
him from balls to brains.
A touching sentiment.
And I would be profoundly
curious to see him try.
And what of you, cousin?
Silent, when there is
no one to seduce.
I do not say farewell
without regret, Lucrezia.
For what it's worth, though,
I would have spared Amelia,
if I could.
Don't you dare speak her name.
Don't you dare!
May God have mercy
on both our souls.
I regret never
having fucked you.
(Liquid bubbling)
You have failed us, Da Vinci.
You are not the one we hoped.
It is a dark hour.
And your arrogant belief
you are capable
of anything
has only made it darker.
I couldn't abandon Lorenzo.
So you abandon your destiny!
You have allowed your
sympathy for others
to blind you to
the greater struggle.
And in so doing,
you may have lost everything.
I told you there would
be consequences.
You cannot even grasp what your
actions have wrought!
Because of you, the Book of
Leaves will be lost forever.
Or worse,
recovered by our enemies.
The Vatican?
I speak of agents
far more ancient
than the Church of St Peter.
The blood of man
is on your hands now.
The servants of the horned god
will seize their opportunity.
Al-Rahim, wait!
Wait! Al-Rahim!
Al-Rahim is no longer here.
(Chokes)
Leo?
(Rasping breath)
Andrea?
Andrea!
Who are you?
We are the horns
of the Increate.
We are the shadow at
the Center of the Labyrinth.
(Screams)
What on earth is going on?
Stay back!
And you will pay for
the sins of Daedalus.
I promised revenge
if we escaped, Da Vinci.
And now it's time for me to
fulfill my side of the bargain!
(Cries out)