The Borgias, Season Two

Charles VIII:
We are ill, Your Holiness. This battle may well be our last- which is why we have requested a private audience.

Rodrigo Borgia/Alexander VI:
Not for your... confession? (crosses himself before the altar and joins Charles at the table)

Charles VIII:
My sins are many, Your Holiness, and they are all bloody ones. Perhaps, even the Pope of Rome... cannot forgive them.

Rodrigo Borgia/Alexander VI:
So, why have you requested our presence here?

Charles VIII:
To use your diplomatic skills... to spare us this battle.

Rodrigo Borgia/Alexander VI:
... Well, perhaps if you were to surrender the booty you have pillaged, to our Holy Mother Church... we might do something.

Charles VIII:
(smiles tightly) With respect, Your Holiness, you have fooled me once. For a man of God, yours... was a most ungodly stratagem.

Rodrigo Borgia/Alexander VI:
(shrugs) So, why our presence?

Charles VIII:
(angrily, gesturing to make his point) If they are fool enough to join battle with me, I will destroy them, utterly! I will be pitiless, I don't know the way, but my cannon will ANNIHILATE their armies! I will DRAG you, in chains, to Avignon and see you end your days in ignominy! All this, before I die. Are you listening, "Holy Father?!" (thunder sounds outside)

Rodrigo Borgia/Alexander VI:
(flatly) ...We hear you. We will convey your words to the lead forces. (stands up, starts to leave, then stops) Ah! Listen. Is that the sound of rain? (sarcastically) Can, even the King of France light his cannon in the rain?

Charles VIII:
(sneering) You think we don't know how to keep powder dry?!

Rodrigo Borgia/Alexander VI:
(coldly) Do you think the Lord God doesn't know how to make rain?! (leaves)