My husband, the duke, will attend, and I intend to dance quite a lot. The sight of me and this bobbling belly might remind my husband of what an entertaining creature I am.
8 O'CLOCK THAT NIGHT
My lady! Are you alright?
I feel terribly ill...
It's been four and a half hours, Leonardo. Duchess Beatrice gave birth to a dead baby boy. Now, as a new day rises for all of Milan, all the world ends for Beatrice.
You HEARD? You care more for ideas than you care for people. You are a machine, Leonardo da Vinci. You are an idea machine. You are a frozen man, and all your paintings are frozen ideas, and you are a stiff, stuffy conceited-- You are nobody's friend-- You aren't even--
It was then that Leonardo guided the young man to bed.