Lost and Found Leonardo

WOMAN: Leave me alone!

-MAN:

-Just give me the money. I'll take you to the girl!

-No!

-Just give me the money!

-Hey! Let go! What's going on?

-He thinks I owe him money.

-You offered a reward.

-He says he knows where my daughter is.

-I'll show you.

-And you run off with my money while I go up that alley?

This is her. Have you seen her? Lisa. Lisa Garadini.

Lisa. Lisa. I know her. I will show you to her.

Do you know her?

Go! Go!

That woman offered me 100 florins.

Now I have to find 50 to get out of here.

-Because of you.

-Maybe you shouldn't have lied to her.

What makes you so sure I was lying?

KEYS JANGLE

-Is he why you're in here.

-I'll tell you later.

What do they want? 50 florins?

I might raise it by the end of the day.

But my dad's coming to see my work. That's why I broke the curfew.

-He can't know about this.

-I'll try and arrange that.

Giacomo, nasty piece of work. Always got his finger in some fishy pie!

-Nothing like you, then(!)

-Mm!

BELL TOLLS

Don't worry, that dragon won't trouble you.

Just one kiss, my darling Angelina, is all I ask.

-Lorenzo.

-Angelina!

-Lorenzo, wake up!

-What's going on? Who is it?

-Lorenzo, it's me, Mac.

-Where?

-Take your mask off!

-Oh. How long have you been there?

-Long enough to meet Angelina!

-Huh?

-Look, Leo's in jail. The fine's 50 florins. Have you got it?

-I only get two florins a week and I just bought a pair of dance tights.

-You're loaded!

No. My dad is.

Oh, no. You've got to be joking!

50 florins? Cash?

-Are you in some kind of trouble?

-No, father. Not me.

50 florins? That's the going rate for breaking the curfew, isn't it?

-Is it?

-Who is this friend in need?

Well...

-All right. Wait in your room.

-Thank you, father.

Have someone bring me the prison reports from last night.

CHUCKLING

Lorenzo, grazie. I don't know how I'm going to repay you.

Had to cadge it off my dad. Can't believe he coughed up.

-Who's your friend?

-Long story. Come on.

We have to tell Tom her mum's here.

But she's got a big break today painting the Duke's goddaughter.

Her mum's got a portrait.

If anyone finds out that Tomaso is pretending to be a boy, she'll go to prison - or worse.

Find out where her mother's staying. Please, for Tom's sake.

I've got to go. My dad'll be here any minute.

Block out everything else, including your subject.

Just focus on your paint.

-Cutting it fine.

-Sorry, maestro.

-I need to tell you something.

-Can it wait?

The Contessa will be here any moment.

I saw your mother last night. She's here in Florence looking for you.

She had your picture. She said your name. She looked like that.

-She's putting herself in danger.

-That's up to her!

I didn't ask her to come. I didn't ask her to marry me off.

-At least tell her you're OK.

-She can make me go home. Have you forgotten?

One word to the maestro and it's all over.

I'm not going back. This is my life now!

I don't want anything to do with her.

MAESTRO: Tomaso, La Contessa e arriva.

Here we are. Just as I thought.

Da Vinci, L. Breaking the curfew.

Arrested observing stars from a roof.

He ought to be careful. He'll find himself had up for sorcery.

I wonder what he was up to. Find out.

WHISPERS

-She's in the piazza, stopping passers-by.

-I don't want to know.

How can I concentrate with you fidgeting like that?

MAESTRO WHISPERS

It cost me an ice cream, but I think I've persuaded La Contessa to stay.

Five minutes to get your act together!

Please, have you seen my daughter?

No. Sorry, love. Please? My daughter.

< Have you seen her?

-Have you seen my daughter?

-No.

-No.

Where is he?

Get to your canvas!

SOBS

Pull yourself together, boy.

Was she there?

You have to talk to her. You'd never forgive yourself if you don't.

I'm not going back home.

Whatever happens, I'm not giving all this up.

Leonardo, I've had a message from your father.

He can't get away today. He'll come tomorrow.

Maestro, in that case, can I look for my telescope and sketchbook?

-So, this is where you live?

-What do you want?

That boy who ran in there. What does he know about the missing girl?

-Have you forgotten that you owe me?

-I don't owe you anything.

-You do.

You've got friends. Didn't I see you with a Medici?

Don't worry. I'll find a way to make you pay.

CLOCK STRIKES

Lunch. You've got an hour.

# Sigh no more, no more

# One foot in sea, one on shore... #

Mum?

# ..You know me

# You know me... #

-SOBBING:

-Mum, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

# ..Man is a giddy thing

# Oh, man is a giddy thing Oh, man is a giddy thing

# Oh, man is a giddy thing. #

I didn't know if you were alive. Running off. The shame of it!

-Mum, I'm sorry.

-I know it's because you were afraid.

Anything to banish the thought of marriage.

It's not too late. Signor Bufini has been very understanding.

-The marriage can go ahead.

-Mum! It's not what I want!

-What do you want?

Don't say you want to paint. You can't. You know that. No woman can.

-Come home before your father completely disowns you.

-I won't.

You're to come home with me to marry.

-No. I can't.

-You can and you will. Now.

-I can't!

-Why can't you?

Because...I'm already married.

# But man is a giddy thing

# Oh, man is a giddy thing

# Oh, man is a giddy thing. #

-That is madness. Why did you say that?

-I don't know!

She was going on at me. It just came out.

Now she wants to meet my husband, see where I live.

My clothes! Where are they?

I haven't seen them.

Someone's taken them! Who...?

-There's a weird guy out front.

-With a black hat?

-Keeps looking at me.

-He tried to take money from your mum. Lorenzo, see if he's there. If he is, distract him.

-OK.

-This is a disaster!

-Calm down.

Concentrate on your painting. I'll lend you some clothes.

Then...we'll find you a husband!

Pushing your luck, boy.

You're kidding. I make a much better husband. I've got looks, charm...

I get straight As for etiquette and deportment and can saddle a horse in 48 seconds.

Oh, and my father owns half of Florence. Eat my dust, if you will.

How is she going to believe that Lisa can pull someone with your wealth, your class, your...

looks?

It's a fairy tale, too good to be true.

-You're probably right.

-We need to pitch it lower.

OK?

But not this low.

Get a mop.

CLOCK CHIMES

Not bad,

considering your earlier lack of concentration.

There we go. Some lovely freesias.

Oh! I still can't get rid of that smell!

Tom! Welcome home!

-So you are my husband.

-No. I've met your mother, remember?

-Oh. So...

-Welcome home, bambino!

-Bambina.

-Yeah, baby.

-My mum will never believe it.

She knows you're not my type.

-We'll have to make it work somehow.

-It's not much of a home.

Where's the personal touch?

Things with sentimental value, like this music box

Leo gave me.

Right.

# If you find yourself caught in love

# Say a prayer to the man above

# Thank him for everything you know You should thank him

# For every breath you blow

# If you're single but looking out

# You must raise your prayer to a shout

# Another partner must be found Someone to take your life beyond

# Another TV "I Love 1999"

# Just one more box of cheapo wine... #

You've ruined that!

# ..If you find yourself caught in love

# Say a prayer to the man above

# But if you don't listen to the voices then, my friend

# You'll soon run out of choices

# What a pity it would be

# You talk of freedom, don't you see?

# The only freedom that you'll ever really know

# Is written in books from long ago

# Give up your will... #

Move your face that way.

Here's to the happy marriage.

So, did you find this together?

-Yes...

-No...

-We saw loads and...

finally chose this.

Do you like it,

Signora Garadini? Or should I call you Mum?

Hm! Charming. You've done this very nicely.

Lisa's very house proud. Aren't you my little bamb...

..bi. Bambi!

My little bambi. She doesn't like it when I call her that!

Isn't it awful when couples have cute nicknames?

Niccolo bought me this music box.

To remind me of home.

He's so kind and thoughtful.

It even plays our tune.

PLAYS MELODY

We have such a wonderful life.

Together.

I'm so lucky to have met Niccolo.

And, signora... Mama.

< I'm so lucky to have a good wife.

She knits, bakes, keeps a clean house. Such a credit to you.

I'm expected. My needlepoint circle. Shall I walk you to your lodgings?

No. You go. I'll stay here. Get to know my son-in-law.

BOTH: What?

I won't embarrass you!

Hadn't you better run along? I'll find you later.

Arrivederci.

Well, Niccolo, I see how much you like my daughter.

But if you think I'm stupid enough to be taken in by this charade, you've got another think coming.

Signorina.

I'm so sorry, Contessa.

-WHISPERS:

-How was it?

OK, but Leo, I'm scared.

-Giacomo's seen me at least twice as Lisa. I think he knows.

-Really?

What am I going to do?

-KNOCK ON DOOR

-Maybe it's my dad.

I'm inspecting the city workshops for a suitable apprenticeship.

- For my son. - I have no positions available.

But look around if you want.

SIGNORA GARADINI: I am fascinated. When I was a girl, I loved painting.

But of course, it's not permitted for a woman to be an artist.

No, indeed. >

Nor should it be, in my view. A woman belongs to marriage.

What would happen to a woman who tried to paint, signor?

Prison, certainly. Or banishment.

After all, it's against the law. Have many tried?

CHUCKLING: Not in my workshop.

Signora, proof of the esteem in which we are held,

la Contessa Rosetta d'Abruzzo sits for my star apprentice,

Tomaso Garadini.

Tomaso won the city arts contest judged by His Grace the Duke.

You may see the winning painting, a portrait.

< A little like you, signora.

Well, well, well. So, you're all in it together.

-What are you talking about?

-That Leo boy, you and the girl.

And that other boy, the runty one. I can smell something fishy.

And a lot of money.

Oh, there's nothing fishy.

I'm here because Leo recognised my daughter.

He told me where she is. Well, she works here as a maid.

If it wasn't for you, I would never have found her. So grazie, signor.

You said it, lady. Now you owe me 100 florins.

You drive a hard bargain, signor.

Here.

-Mum, did he threaten you?

-No!

I don't think he'll bother you any more, either.

Thank you for not saying anything.

Well, I can't say I approve.

-Your father would be devastated.

-I know.

How are you going to keep this up? >

What if you get caught? You just had a very lucky escape.

I know how stubborn you are.

I can see that this is something you have to do.

Just now, when I saw you in there, I felt proud.

Tomaso. You took your dad's name!

No. Not here.

You must be SO careful.

Can I see you again?

I'll write.

Yours, I believe.

Thank you.

Tom, I'm so sorry. She saw right through me.

It's OK.

You're a good friend, Mac.

-Rubbish husband, though.

-HE LAUGHS

Ah, Caporaso. Tonight's errands.

I've had a look. No military applications.

Nothing more than a boy's star-gazing kit.

Grazie for today. You were right.

I'm glad my mum found me.

I'm sorry about your dad.

I'm sure he'll get here when he can.

KNOCK ON DOOR

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