Guiliano Della Rovere: (dining in the House of Medici) The wealth of Florence astounds me, Don de Medici.
Piero de Medici: Banking. The Medici family are bankers to the world- to the Vatican itself.
Niccolo Machiavelli: Father Savanarola calls it "usury".
Piero de Medici: And what do you call it?
Niccolo Machiavelli: "Interest."
Guiliano Della Rovere: He may be wrong about the Medici bank, but he's right about the Borgia Pope. Alexander's great game is the investiture of Naples. He knows France has claims upon it; he knows Spain has claims upon it. He will play them both against each other, like a spider with two flies-
Piero de Medici: (impatiently) And you? What is your game?
Guiliano Della Rovere: (smiles) I have no game- but, if I am forced to play... I will head to France, and ask the French King to invade our beautiful Italy. (Medici looks alarmed)
Niccolo Machiavelli: (pretends to look bewildered) "Italy?" Is there such an entity?
Guiliano Della Rovere: There is a land, Signor Machiavelli, made up of many principalities. The Duchy of Milan, the Republic of your wondrous Florence, the Dukedoms of the Romagna, the Papal States-
Niccolo Machiavelli: And to their south, Naples.
Guiliano Della Rovere: Borgia has betrothed his daughter to a Sforza. He will marry his son to a Spaniard or a Venetian, his younger son to a Florentine or a Neapolitan. (to Medici) He will weave a web around this Italy that may not exist- he will swallow your Florence, your Venice, your Milan- and Italy then will exist, my Liege. Under him.
Niccolo Machiavelli: (sarcastically) Hmm- prophetic words. Are you... cousin to Savanarola?
Guiliano Della Rovere: No. But, I would meet with him- I've seen him preach.
Piero de Medici: Can you explain to me, Cardinal, why the King of France would muster an army and invade his neighbors?
Guiliano Della Rovere: Because he wants Naples.
Niccolo Machiavelli: So,you give France Naples, France gives you... Rome.
Guiliano Della Rovere: (folds his hands together)... I don't want Rome. I want to restore the glory of her Holy Church.
Niccolo Machiavelli: Mmm- as Pope.
Guiliano Della Rovere: (smiles uneasily) As her humble servant.
Niccolo Machiavelli: (smiles thinly) Indeed. And... what do you want of Florence?
Guiliano Della Rovere:... Nothing.
Niccolo Machiavelli: (chuckles) Well, then we will charge you nothing!
Guiliano Della Rovere: You misunderstand. I ask that Florence do... nothing.
Niccolo Machiavelli:... Ah. We, let those French... barbarians march through our Principality, and do...
Guiliano Della Rovere: Nothing. (Medici glances between them)
Niccolo Machiavelli: (coldly)... That's a different kind of nothing. That will cost you something.
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