"Where there are now two land masses, there once was just one." "The Book of Leaves has to be here." "Take whatever steps are necessary to find our spy." "Do it quickly." "It is God's will to break Lorenzo and all who support him." "With the exception of da Vinci, I agree with you." "Those weapons he makes-- they could all be ours." "Rome has more men and the Lord on its side." "Well, we've got 10 pipe organ muskets capable of firing 33 rounds a minute on ours." "10 guns." "Good to know." "Thank you for that." "Papers with the papal seal." "A list of locations to hide them." " Where did you find this?" " In Signor Becchi's quarters." "All along the traitor was you." "Lorenzo, this is a mistake." "Boy." "One of my huntsmen wishes this decorated." "You've a keen eye." "Paint it." "When Leonardo was 14 years old, his father Piero, having found little use for the young man, gave him a task." "Leo spent the next day collecting all manner of strange creatures." "And so long did he labor dissecting them that the stench was past bearing." "But Leonardo didn't notice." "So great was his love for his art." "It's finished, Father." "Come see." "It will suffice." "Knowing that the hunting guide would be none the wiser..." "Piero presented him with a new shield while selling the original one to a vendor for 100 ducats." "And then the vendor resold it to the Duke of Milan himself for 300 ducats." "Loath to pass up such a resource," "Piero arranged for his son to be brought under my tutelage." "I paid a finder's fee of 50 ducats." "A bargain, in my estimation." "His father sold you a bastard son?" "Yes, but you know what?" "I would trade a hundred of you to have another one like him on my doorstep." "I think you're drunk, old man." "And you're jealous, Botticelli." "Tomorrow, I'll be sober... but you'll still be jealous." "You're preoccupied today." "Painting-- it's about-- it's about more than just strokes." "There's perspective." "I mean, do I paint you from below... or do I paint you from above?" "And then there are symbols." "Do I paint you with a dog in your arms?" "Um, it's a symbol of loyalty." "How about the particular shade of vermillion that I use for the blush of your cheeks?" "And the folds of your dress, should they be lush and sumptuous?" "Or stiff and angular?" "And perhaps... no gown at all." "If I was a dutiful servant," "I'd consider the needs of my patron." "But I'm not." "So that" "That is what I struggle with." "You can't take your eyes off that." "What's so beautiful about it?" "It's the same thing I see in you." "It's a mystery." "It's a puzzle." "And I will stop at nothing to figure it out." "Francesco... the walls of my Cappella Maggiore lean and crumble just as Rome itself is in disrepair." "This place must become a grand palace of the Lord celebrating His glory in marble and majestic brushstrokes from the most enlightened hands on Earth." "I will build a gleaming chapel, the stories of Christ and Moses frescoed on the ceiling." "A tribute to the everlasting grace of God." "I can assure you, Your Holiness, if you move your accounts from the Medici Bank to my own, you'll have all the funds you need." "This will require more than funds." "Resurrection requires death." "And in this case, the sacrifice for Rome's rebirth will be Florence." "However, the Medici have certain capabilities we are unsure we can best." "We've tried a frontal assault." "We may need you to develop other, less direct contingencies." "The Medicis are the reason Florence is a sanctuary for sorcerers and sodomites." "They've turned my city away from the Lord." "Together, Holy Father, we will turn it back." "Now gather your men, Girolamo." "You've a role to play in this as well." "He's been with our family his entire life." "He taught us our letters, for God's sake." "I don't care if he held your prick the first time you took a piss," "Becchi is a spy and a traitor." "His brother-in-law carries epic debts which could only be met with the Roman scudos we found." "We broke the cipher in dozens of letters he hid as well, each one more incriminating than the last." "Now is not the time to show mercy." "So we're jailing old friends while making new friends with lunatics like da Vinci." "Our grandfather made friends with lunatics." "Brunelleschi was one and he created the most majestic cathedral in Europe." "If you believe Becchi betrayed us, it's you who's gone mad." "Lorenzo!" "No." "No, please." "Tell me, boy, are you familiar with Abraham's prayer for Sodom and Gomorrah?" "How many righteous people did Abraham initially promise he would find in those blighted cities?" "20?" "Unfortunate." "No, please!" "And your answer?" "No?" "No?" "No idea?" "Are there no faithful in this forsaken place, or are you all damned?" " You, stand." " Come on." "Let us pray you know the right reply." " What?" " 50." "50, Signor." "You are correct." "You will deliver this message to the Medicis." "It contains, in exacting detail, the horrors witnessed here today." "Why in God's name are we here, Riario?" "Tell me, Captain, how much did you give the Medicis for your coat?" "I bought it in Rome, not Florence." "Every dyed fabric in Europe uses alum from these mines to fix the dye." "Did you know Pope Pius ll gave this mining concern to the Medicis in return for forgiveness of papal debt?" "And since then, every frock, sheet, and shirt has had a portion of its price going to Florence." "Today, we killed three birds with one stone." "We took back what was rightfully Rome's, we eliminated a lucrative source of Medici income, and, most importantly... we have sent a message." "This is an artless pursuit." "I like just making one of something." "Well, you better get used to it 'cause we've got plenty more copies to go." "What exactly is it that I'm getting used to?" "Making each soldier's death indistinguishable from the last?" "Leonardo, you're needed at the palace." "You playing errand boy now, Father?" "In these traitorous times, we fill any role required." "Come on, the Medicis are none of them patient men." "Not you two." "This is state business, not a sideshow." "If you are in this room, it is because you reside in my innermost circle of trust." "And if you are in my circle, it is because we share a common vision for Florence, a city that will be remembered for centuries as a cynosure of innovation and artistry." "I have received word from Tolfa, Commander Quattrone... that Count Riario has attacked our alum mine." "This is a casus belli, an act of war." "It is easy to be for Florence in times of peace." "Not so in times of war." "Those who cannot stand with us should leave." "It is better to be a coward now than a traitor later." "I recently lost my most trusted advisor to treachery." "He currently sits in the Bargello awaiting his fate on the wheel." "In the Medici court, we punish treason and we reward service." "Will the young man who brought me this scroll please come forward?" "So, tell us, please, how did you come by the scroll?" "A Tolfan miner, sir." "Count Riario killed all but one, whom he tasked with delivering the scroll." "And would you tell us what it says?" "Riario has an army, sir." "He intends to occupy Florence unless you... do as Rome asks." "Did the miner convey this to you?" "He's a simple man, sir." "I doubt he can read." "So you broke the seal... and revealed its contents to others?" "Arrest him." " No!" " Warm up the wheels" " with his bones!" " No, please!" "Please, sir, no!" "I will show no mercy to those who betray the Medici name." "Don't do this, please!" "Each of you has a responsibility to this community." "To protect, to invent, to maintain order, to support, to uphold the sacred honor of the Medici legacy." "We all knew this day would come." "We will not submit." "We will fight." "Alla battaglia Firenze!" "Alla battaglia Firenze!" "I think I have a cat in my bag." "Would you like to kick that, too?" "Enough." ""A city that will be remembered for centuries to come as a cynosure for innovation and artistry."" "That's a direct quote from Becchi's counsel to you when you were a shit-scared 19-year-old poet about to ascend the throne." " Not now, Giuliano." " Yes, now." "There's a difference between strength and cruelty, Lorenzo." "Leave cruelty to Sixtus and his brutes, or it won't be Rome, it'll be our own people who move against us." "Do me a kindness, brother." "When I ride out to meet Count Riario... stay home." "Ladies and gentlemen," "I have here the shattered ankle bone of Saint Alibinus, a single shard of which is guaranteed to protect against all pirates and all ruffians." "And for a few soldi more, the fingers of the esteemed martyr Saint Bessos!" " It's Bessus, you idiot!" " Aw, piss off." "What causes this commotion?" "Who else wants some?" "Come on!" "People have gathered for an execution." "Gentile Becchi wasn't meant to be brought up until the full moon." "No, not Becchi." "A servant." "Thanks to him, word of Riario's incursion spread like wildfire and Lorenzo wants to make an example." "The Confraternity of Death are such vultures." "Someone has to pray for the condemned." "This is ugly business for a lady." "No." "Even a lady must support the Medicis against spies." "Oh, God." "How long will this take?" "It can last hours." "God help any man who betrays Lorenzo." "What are you reading?" "A book of hours." "In the original Latin, no doubt." "I always hated that language." "As was evident in your studies." "Perhaps you were simply a piss-poor teacher." "Perhaps." "I'm sorry it's come to this." "Mm." "Why didn't you tell us about your family's need for money?" "I would never have troubled you with my relatives' mishaps." "But you would take coin from Rome?" "Ask yourself, my boy, if money had motivated me, why wouldn't it have been spent already instead of lying conveniently in my quarters awaiting discovery along with the papal seals of Rome?" "I want to believe." "You counseled my grandfather, Cosimo, my father." "You've given your life in service to Florence, always doing your best to protect the Medici name." "But when I am gone, Giuliano," "I will no longer be able to provide such protection." "Look, are you innocent of these charges or not?" " Of course I am." " Then why don't you fight them?" "Because your brother is incapable of listening." "Lorenzo is consumed with wrath." "It blinds him to the dangers circling him." "There is a traitor in our midst." "After I am dead and Lorenzo lowers his guard, the traitor will still be here." "People underestimate you, Giuliano." "Yet that perceived weakness makes you uniquely suited to flushing our spy from cover." "Look after your brother." "He needs you." "Now more than ever." "Riario will advance from the south through the Valdarno Valley." "We'll place weapons on all sides, but the majority will meet his men here." "We'll be outnumbered." "Well, they'll be outgunned." "With 10 guns?" "Are you certain?" "We're casting more muskets." "I promise you, you'll never have to fire them." "Sometimes... when all your enemy knows is killing... a simple deception can suffice." "Riario is far more clever than you think, da Vinci." "Your wit won't get us out of this one." "Only your weapons will." "And I promise you, they will fire." "Magnifico." "Commander." "Artista." "War engineer, actually." "That's a very handsome stallion you have there, Riario." " Andalusian, no?" " Mm." "Given to me personally by Queen Isabella of Castile." "I've heard of these Andalusians." "I understand the breed's prone to ischemic diseases." "Reduced blood flow, especially to the intestines, which can lead to some unfortunate anal blockage." "Undoubtfully, you're used to the smell of shit following you wherever you go." "In an effort to avoid further bloodshed," "His Eminence has extended a list of demands." "First, Florence will formally embrace into its bosom" "Francesco Salviati as Archbishop of Pisa." "Second, the Medici Bank will forgive the Holy See of all debts." "And third, you will release certain artisans from their contractual obligations so that they might employ their gifts in service of the greater glory of His Holiness' new chapel." "And in which artist is His Holiness interested?" "One Pietro Perugino... one Sandro Botticelli..." "Oh, Jesus." "Oh!" "Leonardo da Vinci." "I'd rather have my testicles gnawed off by conger eels." "Well, that can be arranged." "And if we don't capitulate?" "Uh, my forces will occupy Florence" "My guns will cut your men to ribbons." "Your fabled pipe organ muskets?" "Well, yes, they will cut down some of them, but not all." "Thanks to Giuliano's bumbling, I was aware that you possessed 10 guns." "And given that I've observed them close at hand," "I simply deduced their cyclic rate of fire." "Between them, they're capable of launching 33 volleys, comprising 333 discharges." "Now, let's assume that... two-thirds of them hit their mark." "But what happens while your brave militiamen are reloading?" "My remaining 400 ride out." "And, yes, we will use your precious Florentines as target practice." "You face a walled city, Riario." "We can hold you off for six months at the least." "It takes but one person to open the gates from the inside." "Do you-- do you truly believe that in those months, the call of the Holy Father won't be honored by a single soul in Florence?" "You have 24 hours to ponder the Holy Father's offer." "Enjoy your day." "We need more guns, da Vinci." "Our lives depend on it." "Maestro, shouldn't we be building guns or at least preparing for the invasion like everyone else?" " I'm sketching." " Pomegranates." "Nothing escapes your penetrating observation." "Maestro, Count Riario is nearly upon us." "I know damn well where Riario is." " Then what are we doing here?" " I wonder about that myself." "Excuse us, Signora." "You're rather careless with your sketches, artista." "You left a sheaf of them in my husband's study." "Shouldn't you be laboring for the security of Florence?" "There's something about this pomegranate." "I can't define it yet, but the Greeks teach us everything can be everything, and everything can be turned into everything else." "If we can't see the pattern in God's architecture, it's because we're not looking closely enough." "Would you like your sketches back?" "Of all of Lorenzo's treasures, it was this bit of carved stone that caught your eye." "Has your husband ever mentioned it to you?" " Where it came from?" " I believe he inherited it." "Perhaps from a man in the next-door room." "The magician." "Lorenzo's grandfather, Cosimo." "He ruled this city without ever holding office." "Oh, there's something about him." "You're welcome to study him at any time, but for now, I'd rather you return to your guns, no?" "I didn't come to Florence to live under Roman rule." "Da Vinci." "A treat for indulging me." "Thank you for meeting with me, especially with all the concerns about Rome." "I know this is unorthodox, but circumstances forced my hand." "You know what's happened to Becchi, the accusations that have been made." "I don't believe he's a traitor." "Well, what do you want me to do?" "Clarice has already agreed to advocate for Becchi." "You own the other half of my brother's heart." "Will you do the same?" "Are you so sure he's innocent?" "I believe we can prove it." "Becchi has been giving me counsel." "Working with him, I know we can trap the real traitor." "Please, Signora." "Temperature's right." "Leo... the fat-kidneyed foreman requires your help." "What do we know of Lorenzo's ancestors?" "His father was a good but sickly man." "Who lived in the shadow of his father, Cosimo." "Wow, really?" "How in fuck does this matter?" "Rome's mercenaries are upon us." "Clarice Orsini gave me this today." "She said Lorenzo inherited it." "You're exhausted." "Look at you." "Fixating on bits of bric-a-brac when you've more guns to complete." "It's insane." "The keys on it are identical to the ones from the Jew." "The Vault of Heaven, the Book of Leaves." "How do the Medicis figure into it all?" "Leo, I just don't see how a fucking mantelpiece antique keeps Riario's swords from our fucking necks." "Christ, Zo, can you just drop it for one minute?" "Do you have to prove your ignorance so damn often?" "When the Byzantine Empire used the first cannons against the Ottomans during the siege of Constantinople... the Turks were forced to flee." "30 years later, they returned with cannons of their own, bigger cannons." "Then, after a 55-day siege, there was destruction... that the city would never be the same." "Constantinople fell." "Well, then... we've always got to make sure we've got the biggest cannon." "It never ends." "Unless... unless I end it here." "Maestro, don't!" "That'll cause an explosion!" "Maestro, what have you done?" "Sealed our fucking fate." "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned." "How long has it been since your last confession?" "I'm embarrassed to say." "Nearly a year." "Mm." "I've spoken with many shamed penitents tonight, child." "The wheel reminds people of the punishments awaiting those not reconciled with Our Father." "It's horrid." "I fear I myself drive someone toward a similar agony." "Every daughter of Eve faces the same dilemma." "I have been untrue." "And now someone else is suffering for it." "And he will endure unimaginable pain." "And it's my fault." "If I may..." "I have heard something of the state of your marriage." "If you can offer up even the smallest, the tenderest bit of mercy," "I have no doubt it will be taken very well." " Mercy has its risks." " And rewards." ""Good people of Florence, the Medicis are leading you to death."" "You have to give Riario some credit." "He knows how to intimidate his prey." "People say Riario has 2,000 men to burn the city." "I heard 3,000." "The city will be safe." "I'll make sure of it." "Pride is a deadly sin, artista." "Il Capitano." "Didn't take you for a religious zealot." "A bully and an asshole, yes." " But zealot?" " Shh." " It's..." " I'm zealous about my family." "And we pray every night that you're not leading this city to destruction." "I have that much power, do I?" "We've had nothing but trouble since you talked your way into the Medici court." "Perhaps God is on the count's side in this business." "I don't believe in any God who would side with that pig's bladder." "You blaspheme." "Men like you artistic perverts are turning Florence into Gomorrah." "You're beating a quick path to the everlasting bonfire and dragging us all with you." "I'll send you to the bonfire even sooner." "I know you're a better swordsman than I, da Vinci." "Still..." "I struck the bone, eh?" "Do you really want to blunt the edge of your blade on me when you may need it sharp for Riario?" "You're drunk, Leonardo." "Oh, my God." "Jesus." "I heard what happened at the metal works." "You're better than this, Leonardo." "I thought I could save Florence." "I thought... my talents would be enough, but they aren't." "I've got nothing." "And because of me, tomorrow morning," "Lorenzo will be forced to surrender." "No, please." "Florence and Rome have been at it since before you were born." " It's politics." " No, it's personal." "I have something they want." "Yes." "Your talent." "The Pope wants my talent." "Riario wants my key." " What key?" " The key for..." "Nothing." "Come here." "Something burdens you." "Maybe it's better just to let it go." "Wait, wait." "What?" "That's what Lorenzo requires of me." "Why did you destroy your guns?" "Lorenzo... looked me in the eye and told me I was an inventor." "But this isn't invention." "This is... it-- it's escalation, 'cause I build five, they build 15." "You might be the loveliest man I've ever known." "Hey... why do you say it with such sadness?" "Maybe it's because I think none of us are worthy of you." " Why the pomegranates?" " I don't know yet." "Did you know" "No." "Hades tricked Persephone into eating pomegranates when she left the underworld." "She said that their magic forced her to return to him." "It's true." "You should take one with you when you go." "It's not magic that binds me to you, Leonardo." "I hope you kill that bastard Riario." "Leonardo!" "Leonardo!" "Leonard" "Oh, so you have the gall to remain in Florence?" "You're either brave or unimaginably stupid." "Uh, it's a bit of both." "You sabotage our efforts." "Why?" "The guns wouldn't have ended this." "With all your experience in waging war, you decided that, did you?" "You little..." "Fuck!" "I can't believe I trusted you." "You, a bastard, a charlatan, a peddler of knickknacks." "My brother was right." "I was a fool to believe in you." "A fool!" "My only recourse is to offer myself as Riario's hostage, and I'll have to pray that, if I put myself at his mercy, that he will forgo pillaging Florence." "I'll have to pray that he'll grant" "Clarice and our children safe passage." "And I'll have to pray that every trace of my name and my legacy isn't struck from the streets!" "You gather what little you hold dear and you meet me in the field." "I want you by my side when I am forced to accept Rome's terms." "And if Riario wants you, he can fucking have you." "Nico, it is good to see you again." "I trust your hand is mending." "Let us go straight to the terms of surrender." "Indeed." "I have certain-- require certain assurances." " Florence and its citizens..." " One moment." " Are my chief concern" " Sorry, sorry." "Um, we are clear whose surrender we're discussing here?" "It's yours." " Da Vinci." " Nico... would you show the count and captain general our gift?" "Now, since you'd calculated the capacity of my guns," "I've endeavored to improve Florence's odds." "It's a question of mathematics, really." "How to pack a group of spheres in the most economic fashion." "And since nature always employs the most efficient means to achieve her ends," "I've taken inspiration from her." "I call it the cluster bombard." "The casing houses a grouping of smaller explosives, an Archimedean solid, which is separated by iron spaces so when the bombard lands, it fragments into a fountain of shrapnel." "I estimate one bombard could take out a dozen of your men and their mounts." "Now, I know what you're thinking." "You're thinking, "Well, fair enough." "Bombard's really only as good as one's ability to lob it."" "So, um, that's fair enough." "You'd be right." "However..." "Zo!" "Let's go." "Impressive." "But, um... how do I know that contraption even works?" "Allow me to demonstrate on a smaller scale." "First, we light the bombard." "Then we fire it... like so." "The real, full-scale bombard doesn't carry fireworks, of course." "We will rain flame and destruction down on your men, recalling biblical devastation of old." "The peasants will pick the bone fragments of your men from these fields for decades to come." "You, everything you've accomplished, will fade from memory, whereas our victory will be lionized for centuries." "Perhaps." "Or perhaps, regardless of what happens today, the opposite tale will be told, or no tale at all." "You see, a man once told me..." ""History is a lie."" "Well played, artista." "You'd-- you'd do well to remember, though, that a war is waged on many fronts." "Ha!" "Ha!" "You pulled off quite a feat, Leonardo." "I'd like to have seen it actually fire." "Can you imagine the carnage?" "Rome would've been holding funerals for months." "The crossbow, it doesn't actually work." "It's more a feat of art than weaponry." "This sham... is the work of drunken artists." "They're more skilled in stage props than armaments." "How on earth could we have built the real device in one night?" "Even if I had, the draw strength needed to actually fire the damn thing would've been ludicrous." "Look at it." "You wagered our fate on a bluff?" "I did." "You realize you only bought us a temporary reprieve." "You can't keep on bluffing Rome forever." "Can't we?" "Life's precious, Lorenzo." "Even a traitor's." "I believe... it was your grandfather, Cosimo... who voiced a pertinent sentiment." ""We read that we ought to forgive our enemies." "We do not read that we ought to forgive our friends."" "Oh, sorry, brother." "I was just having a rest." "You've come to minister to the condemned?" "All right." "Whew." "I appreciate the visit, but I've already made peace with my maker." "Signora." "You." "You're the one that slipped those documents into my quarters." "How long have they owned you?" "A few years." "And they approached you?" "Before Lorenzo and I were involved." "Whatever promise they made, they will not honor it." "You have no idea of my circumstances." "There's more to this than Florence or Rome or my life." "Why are you here, Signora?" "Because I do not wish to see you broken on a wheel." "Ah!" "What?" "Hemlock." " How?" " A weapon." "Stolen from the Secret Archives in the Vatican." "A misericorde modified with a single dose of poison." "This bite is almost never noticed." "So no evidence will arise implicating Lorenzo's lover." "Consider it mercy." "This is the fastest and most painless death" "I can offer." "And I will see that it takes." "This isn't mercy." "This is you tying off loose ends." "Rome chose well." " God!" " I'm sorry." "I wish there was another way." "Becchi!" "Guards!" "Guards, quickly!" "Yes, Magnifico!" "Hemlock." "Becchi would not have done this." "The vial speaks for itself." "And you have a history of not believing things that Becchi has clearly done." "The question is, brother, who brought Becchi this poison?" "Was it someone who sympathizes with his plight?" "If I were to defy you, brother," "I wouldn't don a mask to do it." "What do you care?" "The traitor is dead," "Florence is secure, and you've a war engineer to fete." "All is well in the republic tonight." "The names and charges written on this paper require our immediate attention as priori." "An anonymous denunciation." "The author's unimportant." "This matter demands investigation." "I would caution you to consider whom will be implicated." "As priori, you are duty-bound to uphold the law, unconcerned by whomever it may incriminate." "Interrogate the victim mentioned here, Captain." "Once he confirms the charges, make your arrest." "Wow, look at you." "Venetian breeches, bit of velvet, bit of brocade." "Did you buy those with your Medici vouchers?" "What concern is it of yours?" "Who traded in chits to muster the men to sneak your phony little crossbow out of the city, hmm?" "Who assembled all the pieces in the middle of the night, risking his very life?" "'Cause it wasn't Nico." "Yet somehow that little bull's pizzle wins an invitation to Lorenzo's palazzo and, hey, I don't." "Yeah, well, Nico hasn't been arrested a dozen times for lewd behavior..." "Oh." " and pickpocketing, grave robbing..." "I can't have you there tonight, Zo." "Sorry." "These people-- decorum means everything to them." "Where is your guest of honor, Lorenzo?" "If we're to praise an artist, perhaps it should be Signor Botticelli." "At least he has blessed us with his presence." "No need to honor someone who honors themselves so well, brother." "Every time I find myself looking for da Vinci, he seems to have vanished like smoke." "Is there a reason you're avoiding the party, Maestro?" "It's being held in your honor." "Something's needling me, Nico." "Until I can discover what it..." "Ha!" "Yes!" "The old magician's laughing." "God, I'm an idiot!" "The symbols couldn't be clearer." ""I am a son of Earth and Starry Heaven." "I am thirsty." "Please give me something to drink from the Fountain of Memory."" "Indications of the Sons of Mithras, look." "A bull pulling a plow." "Christian iconography, but it's also the pagan symbol for earth." "A star-filled heaven." "A chalice, symbolic of a fountain." "And flowers." "Ne m'oubliez pas in French." "Forget-me-nots." "Memory." "Cosimo de Medici... was a Son of Mithras." "It's as if all my inquiries are converging." "It's as if a grand web is being spun, one so incalculably wide and ancient that I'm only now beginning to grasp its scope." "You know, I have proven myself to Lorenzo." "I've earned his trust." "It's time for him to repay me in kind." "By doing what?" "By funding an expedition... to the land indicated on the Jew's map." "A ship, provisions for a journey." "The Vault of Heaven is out there, Nico." "It's harboring the Book of Leaves, all the knowledge it contains." "I can hear it calling to me." "And the magician is leading me to it." "My grandfather Cosimo had a dream." "That our streets and squares would be a haven for science, art, and learning." "No son of Florence better represents those ideals than Leonardo da Vinci." "I name you... the Grand Master of the Order of St. John the Baptist," "Patron Saint of Florence." "I give you the living embodiment of classical brilliance:" "Leonardo da Vinci." "Please, Maestro, would you grant us a few words?" "Florence's greatest export has always been its ideas." "Our republic represents the cutting edge of inquiry." "We are inventing the future." "But we can only remain vital if we keep on pushing outward, so I propose a bold new step." "I've learned of a land, Your Magnificence, to the west." "It's largely uncharted, but it's certain to contain wonders." "Now, with your patronage," "I shall mount an expedition." "We will voyage to" "Captain Dragonetti, what is the meaning of this affront?" "My apologies, Signor, but a grave accusation has been levied against one of your guests this evening." "I know nothing of any accusations." "May I remind you, Nazareno, that you answer to me." "Technically, I answer to the Signoria," "Your Magnificence." "Of which you are but one voice." "I couldn't dissuade them, Signor." "It's protocol." "Our hands were tied." "Go on, then, Captain." "It has come to the attention of the Officers of the Night by means of secret denunciation that one Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci has committed, in violation of the statutes of the Republic of Florence and divine and natural law," "the grievous act of sodomy." "Said individual is to be immediately remanded" " to the Bargello." " These are lies!" " This is slander!" " Nico!" "Whereupon he will remain until the magistrates ascertain his guilt or innocence." "Should he be found guilty, he will be led through the public squares to the Palace of Justice and there be burned so that he dies and his body is separated from his soul." "No, no!" "You." "This is your work, Francesco." "I smell the Pazzi stench all over this charade." "The denunciation is real, Lorenzo." "We've a victim willing to testify." "No one has been sentenced for this crime for more than 50 years." "And yet it's still on the statute books." "If you have issues with it, take it up with your forebear, Cosimo." "Was it not he who revised Florence's constitution?" "Or would you flout our fair republic's laws as you see fit?" "I was under the impression we lived in a democracy... not a dictatorship." "Your wrists, Signor." "Told you you'd beat a quick path to the bonfire, artista."