Bandit Queen Leonardo

Lots of secrets in here.

I kind of think you've got a secret too.

No!

Oh, yes, and you're going to tell me everything.

Everything.

Everything.

FEARFUL GASPING

Tutto!

-'I think you've a secret too.

-No!

'Secret...

'secret...

'secret.'

-Ah!

-Tom, shh. It's OK, it's OK.

It's me. You were having a bad dream. Shh, shh.

Lorenzo's father. He's got your notebook, all your designs.

What does he want with them? What's he up to?

I took it.

-It's all my fault.

-Shh, shh, hey.

Shh. Va bene.

We'll find it.

I don't care how rich and powerful he is.

He has got my notebook and I'm getting it back.

-Ciao, Mac! Really good to see you.

-Why's that?

-Well, cos we're mates. So, where you off to?

-Business. You?

-Oh, hither and thither.

-Doing what?

-This and that.

-So, business? You're a busy man. Bet that'll take a while.

-Mm.

-Probably be out for hours, will you?

-Mm.

-Eccellente! Well, better get on.

-HE WHISTLES

-Yeah?

Follow him.

Just saw Lorenzo acting really weird.

Don't start that again!

Oh, excuse me for not trusting the son of the man

-who kidnapped and tortured me.

-He didn't torture you. Don't exaggerate.

-Anyway, it has nothing to do with Lorenzo.

-You don't know that.

He could be working for his father, spying on us.

I've been thinking, how did Piero even know about your notebook?

Well, he could have heard from... Don't be crazy.

Oh, I'm crazy, all right. Crazy like a fox.

DOOR OPENING

Bad news. They want Alfonso in it. Caruso's boy.

Who's Alfonso?

His beloved pet parrot.

PARROT CAWS

I'd nearly finished.

You're adding a bird. How hard can it be?

You, Jack, Mac, whatever your name is,

if you're going to hang around, you can make yourself useful.

I'm going out for a while.

I'm not really a bird person.

Be still.

A smaller wing span than a falcon's.

Must need rapid wing beats to stay aloft.

The Maestro's out.

What did I tell you? Lorenzo just sneaked into my place!

-What?

-See?

He is spying on us.

Good work, boy. Keep on like this, I'll throw in some butter next time.

-Lorenzo's a friend. It's a misunderstanding.

-We'll go check.

Right now!

Aha! So you thought you could...

Redecorate?!

Right, so what's going on?

I've met a girl.

Sono innamorato.

You can't imagine how blissful it is.

Blissful? Sounds hideous to me.

-And me.

-Why didn't you tell us?

I haven't told anyone.

She's a commoner, works in the fish market.

If my family hear about this, they'll never let me see her again.

So I thought we could meet here without anyone knowing.

But I didn't... I didn't realise...

the squalor.

How often do you actually bathe?

Once a month. Whether I need to or not.

Do you like what I've done with the place? I nearly didn't make it.

I've been grounded because my elocution tutor

said I'm not concentrating. I had to sneak out through the kennels.

Maria! Ciao, bella!

Oh!

-Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

-Like you could ever!

These are my friends.

-Leo and Tomaso.

-The painters.

Lolly's told me all about you.

Lolly?

HE LAUGHS

And that's Mac.

I call him Lolly because he's so sweet.

Not as sweet as you, Honey pot!

I call her that because...

Yeah, we get it.

-So sweet.

-We'd better head back.

Have a lovely time.

-It's always lovely when I'm with Lolly.

-Aw!

-She wasn't that bad.

-She's a total gonzo. But that's not the point.

Having a dim girlfriend doesn't make Lorenzo innocent,

he still could be a Luminare.

Why didn't he steal Leo's notebook himself? Why did Piero make me do it?

The rich don't do their own dirty work.

Look, Lorenzo is a Medici through and through,

and we have to remember that.

DOOR OPENING

Now, get back to work.

ALL: Yes, Maestro.

Hm. Passable.

-Grazie, Maestro.

-A pity it's not going to someone more discerning.

That idiot Caruso won't appreciate a painting like this.

Idiot Caruso!

Idiot Caruso!

-Oh, no, you mustn't say that.

-Idiot Caruso!

No. Pretty Alfonso, pretty Alfonso.

Idiot Caruso! Idiot Caruso!

-Idiot Caruso!

-We don't say nasty things about our clients.

Let's get some nice bird seed. Say bird seed.

Idiot Caruso! Idiot Caruso!

-Right, let's go.

-Where?

-The palace.

-Now?

Yeah. Lorenzo's out, Verrocchio's gone, now's our chance.

And I made a fake, so we just have to switch.

And find yours and avoid Medici security. Piece of cake(!)

She doesn't have to come, does she?

No, Mac's right. Piero could recognize you. You better stay.

But he's only seen me as Tomaso.

-I'm nobody.

-I wouldn't say that.

I'm told you have real talent.

Too risky.

And you need to cover for us if Verrocchio gets back before us, OK?

Come on then.

-We'll try Lorenzo's route through the kennels.

-I'm not a dog person.

Oh, no!

I wish you hadn't gone to all this trouble, Lolly.

I want everything to be perfect.

But I don't need it. Just being with you, that's enough.

Every day, I meet 20 girls who want to marry me because I'm a Medici.

-But you couldn't care less, could you?

-I'm a simple girl.

I don't know anything about that life.

It's actually quite stressful.

Balls three or four times a month, dressing for dinner every evening.

And my new valet is useless.

See?

-No bounce.

-Oh, poor Lolly!

Enough about my problems.

Let's eat.

-Is it OK?

-It's too much!

I couldn't eat all this while my family goes hungry.

-Oh. I didn't realise, I...

-Things have been so hard recently.

If only there was some way my family could have a meal like this.

Unlikely. It costs quite a bit.

Perhaps some kind rich person would see how we suffer

and offer to share his food with us?

I don't know. Rich people can be pretty insensitive. Buon appetito.

Mm!

Delizioso.

Wait.

I've an idea!

Why don't we go and share this with your family?

-Oh, could we?

-Uh-huh.

-Oh!

I think I'm falling in love with you.

DOG BARKING

Down, boy! Get off me! Ow! Ow!

Just look at my shirt! Who's bright idea was this?

Shush! Right, let's go. Sbrigati.

Oh.

This is...

um...

Delightful!

Nice solid chair. Love the whole chain effect.

Good. Cos they're for you.

Honeypot? What are you doing?

You've been kidnapped, rich boy. Now, sit!

Oh, I see!

Very clever!

This is some kind of fish market initiation? Well, I'm a good sport.

Sit in the chair.

Maria, you should never point cocked pistols at someone.

That's very, very dangerous.

Try to keep up, gonzo. I'm not Maria.

I'm Belladonna.

The Bandit Queen?

Finally, he gets it!

Now, sit.

Please, just listen.

Like this?

It's been two months now, Valerio.

I've got to make sure everything works.

But why is it taking so long?

Well, the, er...

the technical specifications in the notebook,

they're not complete.

Then work around it.

We have been. And we're getting close now.

Very close.

You hear that? They're trying to build something but they're stuck.

-So what do we do?

-Well, we distract them.

They come running out, we go in, switch the notebooks,

escape through the window. What could go wrong?

Quite a lot of things. Like the bit where we distract them?

-My new flashbomb.

-Oh, an experimental explosive device?

My mind is at rest(!)

Fire!

Noise but no fire.

There's something odd about this.

This was meant to get us out of the room.

It's my son.

He's been kidnapped by that ridiculous outlaw,

Belladonna, the Bandit Queen.

Lorenzo should be in his room.

Maybe it's not true, Your Excellency? Maybe it's a bluff.

It's Lorenzo's hair. Sound the alarm.

They've got the notebook! Now what do we do?

-What do you think? We've got to help Lorenzo.

-OK.

But just because he's been kidnapped doesn't mean he's innocent.

BELL RINGING

Ah! Running from someone?

I... I was just... I heard the bell.

No! I've seen you before.

You!

What do you want?

I haven't done anything. I'm nobody.

The apprentice?

You're a girl?

I...I don't know what you mean.

Of course I'm a girl. A humble servant girl. Humbelina.

You'll have to do better than that.

Now tell me, why are you in my house?

You're involved in the kidnapping, aren't you?

-Kidnapping?

-Very foolish. I have the best informers in Florence.

Your Bandit Queen's getting a very nasty surprise.

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-I don't believe you.

Now you're going to tell me everything.

Tutto.

Where have you been?

Getting this, Signor.

Your lapis lazuli. You had run out.

What do I owe you?

Think nothing of it. A gift.

Where's Tomaso?

Maybe he's gone to look at a sheep?

I'll show him sheep when I see him.

Look at this blob.

-Idiot Caruso!

-Cavolo! This bird's going to ruin me.

There'll be no commissions if it gets out

I'm insulting my clients.

Signor Verrocchio, I have a business relationship with Valduccio.

-The tropical bird importer?

-Well, what good would that...?

Of course!

Swap this one for a bird that says nothing.

Valduccio's address.

Just say you're a friend of mine.

Everything I've said about you, I take it all back.

You are a most resourceful boy.

-Grazie.

-Prego.

-Idiot Caruso!

We have to find Lorenzo.

Relax. I've got the best informers in the city.

HE WHISTLES

-She took him to the old town.

-Old town?

-Via Della Scala.

-Number 22.

-22.

-His left shoe is slightly scuffed.

-OK, OK can we go now?

A-hem!

I can't believe you tricked me.

You rich boys are all the same.

Vain peacocks.

Do you seriously think I'd be interested

in anything other than your money?

And you are going to fetch such a big ransom.

I'll be rich.

If I didn't enjoy my work so much, I'd retire on it.

Oh, Lolly, just being with you, that's enough.

Don't.

Hey, I had to listen to you whinging about your valet.

-Poorly conditioned fabric can be very stressful.

-Can it?

You won't get away with this, you know.

Ooh! I'm being threatened by the milquetoast

who can't even dress himself.

It's not me you need to worry about.

No, you don't!

Ah!

It's my father.

Take her.

Did she hurt you, Master Lorenzo?

No, I'm fine.

You're to return to the palace immediately.

Your father wants to speak to you.

-This is it, Via Della Scala.

-Good work, men.

His Excellency will be pleased. Might even be a little bonus in it.

And we caught your accomplice, too. So don't expect any help from her.

-What accomplice? I work alone.

-Yeah, right.

Who's the brunette in the pink dress His Excellency caught

sneaking around the palace?

I have no idea.

Tom!

RAPPING ON DOOR

We've brought you a little friend. What?

Shut the door.

And let her go.

-Grazie, grazie!

-Va bene, Maria. You're safe.

-You'll never get out of the palace.

-Shut up!

Over there!

And you, move!

Keys.

Cover them. I'll see if the coast is clear.

You're staying with them.

-Excuse me?

-You've been double-crossed, love.

That's what you get for working with the Bandit Queen.

The Bandit...? No, no. This is Maria,

the kind and simple fish girl.

-But I set you free!

-Yeah, and now you'll get me caught.

-But...

-But nothing. I don't work with amateurs.

HE LAUGHS

The place will be swarming with Medici guards.

I know a way out.

Do you now?

I'll show you. But you've got to take me with you.

'You've got to hand it to her.'

That whole Maria act was perfect and kidnapping a Medici?

-Oof! She's got some nerve!

-OK, can we focus on finding Tom?

VOICES APPROACHING

See that?

He's got my notebook!

What happened to, "Can we just focus on finding Tom?"

We might not get a chance like this again.

-He's coming. Can you...?

-I know, distract him.

Are you all right, boy? Boy?

Boy?

HE COUGHS

Signor, please help me. I think I've got the seeping boil plague.

It's what my mum died so horribly of.

All right. Well, let me go and I'll get you some help.

Please don't leave me!

Let go of me, you little swine!

-The seeping boil plague?

-Would you want to catch it?

-Now, can we go and find Tom?

-Yeah.

-What are you doing here?

-I could ask you the same question.

-I live here.

-How convenient.

-It's Tom.

-What about her?

-Your dad might have locked her up.

-What was she doing here?

-We found out that you'd been kidnapped

so Tom came here to find out if it was true.

We think your dad caught her and assumed she was mixed up in it.

This is not good. I'm already in trouble.

If you're found here, then... OK, you two go.

I'll tell my father she's a harmless peasant girl, or something.

-It might be better if we actually...

-Tom?!

Tom, eh? You had me fooled. Nobody move.

Kidnap's back on.

Thinking on your feet, I love it. See how she's turned this round?

I'm just saying.

I'm a Medici. I don't take orders from some bandit.

OK, rich boy. You've got three seconds.

Uno...

-Lorenzo, maybe you should just...

-No.

-..Due...

-Lorenzo, do what she says!

-Absolutely not.

If I must die, I will die as a Medici should.

-Proud...

-OK, how about if he dies?

Me?! I'm one of your biggest fans!

Come with me or your friend gets it. Your choice.

I'll go with you.

I won't forget this, Lorenzo.

BELL RINGS

There's poison on the end of this. Anyone want to try?

I'll get you next time.

And good luck with the whole sleeve problem.

Sleeve?!

Tom, they know you've escaped.

You need to get out of here. Come on!

DOGS BARK

We've got to go through this again?

It's OK. They've been trained to respond to a password.

# Satin pillows! #

It was my mum's idea. I wanted "thunderbolt".

RAPPING ON DOOR

Entre.

There's no sign of them, Your Excellency.

They've vanished into thin air.

The one maybe. The other, I know where to find her.

Excellency.

You are very lucky that we made copies.

Excellency.

Look!

Identical!

The only other one in the whole city.

Tail feathers are different. I need to build up the lighter shades.

No.

We notice because we have an artist's eye.

That idiot Caruso would nev...

-Idiot Caruso!

-No, no, no!

No, pretty Alfonso! Pretty Alfonso!

Idiot Caruso!

And whoever keeps messing around with that dress, put it back!

Idiot Caruso!

He's gone!

Maybe I shouldn't bother.

I mean, it's all over, isn't it?

Now that Piero knows I'm a girl.

One word to Verrocchio and that's it, you're gone.

It's not just Tom.

Maybe the whole workshop if it gets out Verrocchio hired a girl.

-They'll close him down.

-I don't know what to do.

What should I do?

Should I get out of here?

Should I run?

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