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is against us.

And anyone who is against us...

will wind up on the end of this sword.

The bastards who cheated us will pay.

We'll grab them by their balls

and squeeze out every penny they've got.

That's how we'll get rich.

Wait, I got you.

Get inside! Come on!

Good morning, my son.

Morning, Father.

- What does it mean?

- It's a book about Roman fortification.

Of any practical use?

Not yet.

Here, take a look at this.

- Well, what do you think of her?

- Beautiful.

- Who is she?

- Your future wife.

- Please, Father, you're joking.

- She's Prince Niccolo's daughter, Agnes.

She is already on her way here...

with an enormous dowry.

But it's insane.

I don't even know the girl.

She's been raised in a convent.

You're guaranteed a virgin.

- Why don't you take her then, Father?

- That's not a bad idea.

With a bit of luck,

you might even get a few little brothers.

Where are you going?

I've organized a hunting party.

Falcons.

- Do you feel like it?

- Yes. Falcons are marvelous.

- Da Vinci studied their flight.

- You and your Da Vinci.

Come on, scientist, the game's out there.

Kathleen, how do you behave

when you're all alone with a man?

When you're alone with a man...

you take his hand

and you press it to your breast...

and then you sigh, and you say:

"Feel how my heart is beating,

all because of you."

- And then?

- Well, the rest is nature.

- Yes, but how?

- Nature, honey.

I'm hungry.

Hey, soldier!

Give us a swig.

Here it is.

- Stop. Enough.

- As you wish.

You two are doing it together.

- Doing what?

- You know quite well.

At night, when we've made camp,

you creep in beside him. I've seen you.

So?

Will you show me how it's done?

Then I'll know how to go about it.

- Right here?

- No.

Behind the bushes.

I don't feel like doing it right now.

I insist you feel like it right now.

You're my maid. You'll do as I say.

Go!

You.

Come on.

Come on, soldier, I'll take you.

I can feel you.

Come on, my soldier, my brave soldier.

Kathleen, you may stop now.

I have seen enough.

- I can't stop.

- I said, no!

We have to go on.

- Stop it!

- What are you doing?

Stop it!

Don't go running. Don't you run from me!

I've got you.

What a delightful surprise!

We were hunting.

My son, Steven.

I've longed for this meeting, sir.

I've been counting the hours.

Father, another trick?

This whole damned hunting party?

I've made him angry.

No. He's just a little dazed

by your beauty.

Why don't you take my horse,

dear daughter, and ride with Steven?

- I really have been counting the hours.

- Really?

Until this morning,

I didn't even know you existed.

But I got a letter,

a proposal signed "Arnolfini."

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