Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What kind of business?

their taxes fund Albizzi's war.

- Son, are you not eating? - No, I, uh..

Zinc or mustard and castor oil, but it's too late for that.

Your folly was made possible because of the privilege I gave you.

spiritual tools at his disposal.

You take care of this family.

I told you no more blood.

Only a few days before he died.

-This is my son, Piero. -Your father and I are old friends.

- The artist sees what nature hides.

And now I find myself forced to sell my daughter's hand.

only days ago seeking to rob us of our gold, did they not?

Almost, uh, 70,000 florins.

Cosimo, I know you believe in the cathedral,

If I am to act against Albizzi, I need allies.

you might just have the resources to complete this, brother.

How may I help you, Messer?

It was fine. I'm fine.

I didn't notice, and you must stop asking questions.

Surely he would never admit to such a crime.

but would long remember I advocated for surrender, and hate me for it.

and there will be no hope of recovery until peace is restored.

If you're already assigned a position, please move on! Thank you!

Any strangers in my home at this moment concerns me.

That is quite an accident. Is your friend still alive?

Even if someone were capable of completing such a dome,

Once a thing gets started, it must be finished.

- Next! - Keep moving! Up the hill!

I told his father to intervene.

As we are both men of business, shall we speak terms?