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Prince, have you considered
what we discussed last time?

Previously on the lions of sicily

Your daughters came into this world

under particular circumstances,
Palermo still remembers all of it.

No one is getting married.
Our daughters aren't worth enough!

For those who count,
those girls will always be bastards!

Maybe it's the fault of the man
who treated our mother as a kept woman!

-I said stop talking, you insolent girl!
-Stop talking and blame yourself.

I've decided to come here
to ask for your consent, sir.

Consent for him to marry Angela.

Where did this idea come from?

Giving our daughter away
to a family who doesn't have any titles!

Father, let me to take care of that.

I will do whatever is necessary

to bring honor to the Florio name,
on one condition.

Let Angela and Giuseppina
marry whoever they want.

I know this marriage
isn't what you want,

but I prefer to be happy
with what life offers me.

Father, I'm not really sure
I could be like you.

I didn't know
I could be like this, either.

Poor Ignazio Florio. Your name
has condemned you to bear the torment

of other people's decisions.

Camille. Wait, what are you doing?

Swimming in the sea. And you?

Don't you feel like taking a swim
in the sea, finally?

Giuseppina!

Gnazì!
Dear brother.

Marseilles 1860

-It's so good to see you.

And the journey, how was it?

It was good. A bit long, but it went well.

-Hmm.
-Where's that little boy?

Over here, this way.

I'm just so happy

you're going to be staying with us
for a few days.

-I am too.
-And you'll see. You'll love it here.

Marseilles is beautiful.

Camille.

- Welcome to Marseilles.
- Good evening, Camille.

She's helping me
now that Francesco is not here.

-May I?
- Or course.

He looks just like his father,
and nothing like you.

And where is my niece?

Ah,
she's attending her lessons. Hmm.

Hey.

-Look how beautiful he is.
- Yeah.

Is he hungry?

-Here, there he is.
-I'll take him, that's it.

-Hey! Oh, oh!

That's a good boy.

You look even better
than the last time I saw you.

I must say, you also look well.

The lions of sicily

Take aim!

Fire!

They're the rebels
from the convent in Gancia.

These bastards killed them
with all these people watching it.

They're showing everyone what happens
to those who dare oppose the Bourbons.

Take aim!

And fire!

What's he doing now?

He must be the same age as my son.

You and I know too much about this city
to feign ignorance.

-What're you saying?
-More cruelty is on the way.

Come on, let's go.

- Ignazio!
- I'm coming.

Thank you.

I don't want to leave.

Then stay.

I can't.

My father's waiting for me.

What does that mean,
that your father is waiting for you?

How will I manage?

Aren't we happy here, in Marseilles?

Write to your father that you're staying.

I can't. He needs me in Palermo.

Promise me you'll come back, then.

-I promise you.

Your uncle has to leave now.

He has a lot of things to do.

Will you come back to see us again soon?

Of course, I will.
But you have to come to Palermo too.

Don't you wanna see your mom's hometown?

Do you have a beach there?

There's a beautiful beach.
Even more beautiful than here.

-Now, give me a kiss.

-Good girl.
- Gnazì.

There's a telegram from Papa.

A telegram?

He says that Palermo
was on the verge on another revolution.

He doesn't want you to go back.
He says it's dangerous.

I was thinking about something.

Since you're going to be staying
in Marseilles…

why don't we get
a house together somewhere?

Your father will never know anything,
if that's what you're worried about.

So, tell me, what do you think?

We could do anything,

have dinner together,
spend all of our nights together.

That would be beautiful, wouldn't it?

Apparently, they've already set sail.

So, it's no longer a matter of "if"

but of "when" Garibaldi
and his men will reach Sicily.

And why should I care?

The Bourbons' Royal Fleet
is strong and large,

but I know it won't be enough
to patrol the entire coastline of Sicily.

You can't be asking me this. Not again.

Vincenzo,
the king counts enormously on your ships

to help defend and protect our coastline.

And while my ships try to catch Garibaldi,

how should I operate my affairs
without them?

When the storm has past,
the king will surely reward you.

If it ever passes, this storm, Prince.

And if Ferdinand is still king.

I owe you a great deal.

That's why I will loan you my ships.

But we both know very well

that when Garibaldi lands here in Sicily,
the entire population will side with him.

That's why he can't be allowed to land.

Their war with your ships,
history repeats itself.

Only this time,
it will end differently than before.

Why are you suddenly so sympathetic
to the revolutionary cause?

Honestly, I'm sympathetic with anyone

who can begin to free us
from these damned Bourbons.

- Mm.

Ignazio!

-Mother.
-My dear!

It's been so long.

-What are you doing here?
-I came back.

Ignazio, my dear.

Come here, come give your nonna a kiss.

Nonna, how are you?

Ah, with one foot in the grave,
but I'm all right.

-I think you look wonderful.

Did you receive the telegram I sent you?

I received it.

You weren't to return to Sicily.
All hell is about to break loose.

I didn't wanna leave…
…you alone at a time that's so difficult.

Was I wrong?

Come here.

Gentlemen,
I'm here to ask something of you.

- It's purely voluntary.

Those who accept will have
to work at least three extra hours a day.

Don Vincenzo, forgive me,

but we work hard, breaking our backs
for ten hours, and that's not all.

I told you, it's purely voluntary.
Those who accept will be well paid.

But why? Isn't the work
we've already done enough?

It's enough for me,
but for the revolution, it's not enough.

We need 50 cannons. Urgently.

Are you asking us to work for Garibaldi?

To conquer Sicily, it's going to take help
from each one of us

-and from our cannons.

So, what do you say?
Should we give them a hand?

I say yes. If you agree with me,
let's see some hands.

Good.

Very good. This makes me proud.

Now, everyone back to work.

We have an arsenal to build.

-Good job.

Father, excuse me.
You've just loaned our fleet to the king,

but now you are building cannons
for the revolutionaries.

Aren't you worried they'll find out?

This revolution won't be detained.
Filangeri is still blind to it.

Garibaldi will conquer Sicily,

and we have to be on the right side.

Or we at least have to show them
we did everything we could do

to be on their side of history.

Write to Francesco Crispi.
Tell him that we need to talk.

Vicè, a messenger brought this for you.

It's from Duchess Spadafora-Ingham.

Father! We better go now.
Mother's waiting.

Garibaldi is getting close.
The Savoys want to take all of Sicily.

Father, try not to worry
about politics right now.

Why don't you take some time for yourself
to mourn the death of Ben?

Once your uncle, Ignazio,
he told me something. Right here.

He told me that, in life,
you must always look ahead. Always.

And I've never looked back since.

Your sisters were allowed to get married
to those two useless men

all because you made me a promise.

But it seems like
you're not in any kind of rush.

A wife, Ignazio, when?

I'll see right to it. I promise.

-Look how handsome you are.
-Angela! Come in.

Another letter arrived.
I brought it up right away.

Grazie.
You shouldn't have bothered.

You've never written her back?

Lately, I've just been really busy.

-What is her name again? Camille?
-Don't say her name in this house.

I'm sorry. I won't-- I didn't, um…

Forgive me.

It's really nice to see you.
Say hello to Luigi.

That girl has suffered enough already.
At least write her back.

Now that he's landed, it'll only be
a few days before he's in Sicily.

I hope so.
I'd like to meet this Garibaldi.

He must be quite a character.

The first thing
he'll do is abolish all noble titles.

Sounds great to me.

No, he won't.
He's anything but a fanatic.

He's a hothead.
A Republican.

Who swore allegiance to the King.

Do you think the King of Piedmont
is any better than the King of Naples?

Anybody is better than the King of Naples.

They're foreigners just the same.

Have you seen Countess Mazzarino?
She's gets more and more beautiful.

-Just like her mother.
-Yeah, then you see why I like her.

It seems like
young Florio is contemplating a move.

Ah, not bad.
Our dear Ignazio is aiming high!

So, boys, who is she?

-You don't know?
- What?

She's the young Baroness Giovanna D'Ondes.

- Go.
- Go on.

Baroness Giovanna, may I have a word?

Yes, you may.

Forgive my forwardness,
but I couldn't help but notice you.

I'm Ignazio Florio.

No introduction needed.

May I have a dance?

- Are you sure?
- Of course.

You don't even know her!

You aren't doing this
just to please your father, are you?

No, Mother.
I've taken a lot into consideration,

and she's definitely
the most suitable choice

-for a good marriage.
- Do you hear yourself?

This is not a business transaction.

-What's going on here?
-Papa, there was a girl at the club.

Giovanna D'Ondes.

Young Baroness Giovanna D'Ondes.

Her mother is Prince Trigona's sister.
I'm certain she's the perfect wife for me.

Some good news finally.

Do you really think you could be fulfilled
in marrying this person?

Fulfilled, fulfilled…

Stop with the sentimentality, would you?

As if anyone can truly be happy
in this life.

You certainly can't.

My dear, understand
that you can't make this marriage

-a success if your heart is elsewhere.
-Hold your tongue.

Ignazio is just thinking
of the wellbeing of his family.

You understand that or not?

May 1860
garibaldi takes over palermo

-Good morning, Mr. Chairman.
- Antonio.

Have all the cash put away into the safe.

-Absolutely.
-Good man.

-The documents too?
-No. I'll take care of those.

Open that bag.

Take these.

What are these?

These are the ticket
to our future, my son.

Counselor Crispi.
Such a pleasure to meet you.

I took the liberty of bringing you a gift,
a contribution from the House of Florio.

-What's this about?

These contain information
about all the accounts

of the Bank of Royal.

Please.

Needless to say,
as Chairman of the Royal Bank,

I'm exposing myself to a great deal
of risk by bringing these here.

-General Garibaldi will understand.
- Good.

-Why such generosity?
-For our cause now.

And what more?

I'm here to ask for your authorization
to head a lending institution in Sicily.

So, Vincenzo Florio wants a bank.

If the Savoys take possession
of the Royal Bank, Counselor,

business owners here in Sicily,
like myself, will have to find other ways

to gain access to money.

Then it's for a cause of your own.

No one is happier than me
to be free of the Bourbons.

Is that why you loaned them your ships

to patrol the coastline
and sink our vessels?

A man like me, Counselor,

I'm in no position to say no
to a request from the king,

even though I would have liked to do it.

And Counselor, lest you forget,

that the cannons you used
when taking Palermo

were built by my foundry.

I did help with that.

Undeniably true.

All that would prove is
that you were waiting to see

which direction the wind would blow.

In all honesty, I'd never seen happiness

like I did when my workers
built those cannons.

Especially when I told them

that they were going to be fired
on the Bourbons.

The wind has finally blown
in the right direction, Counselor.

Is this your son?

Ignazio Florio.
A pleasure to meet you, Counselor.

One day,
he'll be at the helm of our business.

Better.

It's important to know that someone
will be there to run the institution.

You can have your bank.

I appreciate this.
The Florios never forget who help them.

That's very good to know.

As we take over the rest of Italy,
we'll be counting on your cannons.

Please excuse me.

Incredible.
We were about to lose everything,

-and now we have our very own bank.
-Yeah.

Father, you never cease to amaze me.

And now, it's your turn to amaze me.
It's only fair, isn't it?

So, tell me,
are your intentions serious?

Of course, very serious.

-It's just-- May I ask you something?
- Of course.

It's vital for us to know
that the baroness can bear children.

I don't…
I don't mean to offend you, Baron,

but we both know how important it is
to provide our houses with heirs.

Don't you agree?

Look. If anyone is concerned
about their heirs for their house,

it should be me.

Giovanna is a woman who is healthy.

She'll be able to bear
strong successors for your house.

-Or do you need a doctor's certificate?
-Of course not. That won't be necessary.

Giovanna, please forgive my husband
who doesn't know when to stop.

Rest assured it's not hereditary.

Indeed it isn't.

-Your son can't seem to utter a word.
- It's true.

Ignazio, I haven't had the pleasure
of hearing your voice yet.

Go on. Don't you have anything to say?

Baron, it would be an honor

if you would give your blessing
to this marriage.

I'm sure Giovanna and I can be very happy.

Do you see that he's getting married
just to fulfill your wishes?

Don't you see how advantageous
this marriage could be, huh?

Well, what do you think?

You-- you-- you can't see
that you're condemning our son

to a lifetime of misery

and loneliness just so you can choose.

No. You're wrong.
It has nothing to do with me.

-That's it.
-Nothing to do with you?

-You tried to shape him into your image.
-My only son. That's normal.

-But he's not like you.
-And how am I, Giulia?

-Huh? What am I like?

Am I that despicable?
Am I so unbearable to be around?

When we got married, that was one time,
the one time that you did something

thinking about someone
other than yourself.

And I was convinced
that you could be that man again

and not the one driven by money
and social status.

But guess what? I was wrong.

Do you really think
I didn't sacrifice anything

when we got married, huh?

I'm the richest man in all of Sicily,

and they still don't accept me
in the same circles as nobility.

Those pretentious bastards still…

still look down on me,
like I'm some stray dog.

And do think that's my fault? Hmm?
Is it because you married me?

It's because I didn't marry one of them.

Maybe you should have married one of them.

-That's not what I'm saying.
-Well, stop saying anything about it.

What I'm saying
is that I don't want Ignazio

to be humiliated like I was.

-Well, let him choose.
-He did choose.

He chose to marry this baroness.
That's it, end of discussion.

I just don't know.

I don't know if it's your mother
or if it's you,

but you are cursing our son.

Cursing? What curse?
Stop with this nonsense.

The future of the House of Florio
is all you think about.

What about the present?

Tell me how could I have built
all of this wealth,

all of this wealth that you have, huh?
If I wasn't like this?

Vincenzo, I don't care
about wealth or material things.

You need to understand
that happiness is not about that.

What is it about? What is it about?
Is it about feelings, Giulia? Huh?

Do you really think
that two people fall in love

and life becomes predictable?

Two kids who fall in love
in their twenties are destined

to be happy together
for the rest of their lives? Giulia?

We fell in love.

That's true, but we had to work hard

for these 25 years
to make a life together.

We put work and sacrifice into it.

I know Ignazio
doesn't feel anything for that girl,

but he'll be a very good husband to her.

And with time, one day
they will even learn to love each other.

Like your father and mother?

Who hated each other their entire lives?
Is that the life you want for Ignazio?

What're you doing? Don't you knock?

It's Nonna.

Mama. What is it, Mama?

I'm cold, Vicè. I'm very cold.

Where's her shawl?
The one she brought from Bagnara.

Get her shawl. Huh?

Mama. Don't do this, Mama.

You know Ignazio is getting married?

-Did you tell Nonna? Come on.
-Yes.

You have to be at your grandson's wedding.

How could we have this wedding
without you?

That's beautiful news.

-You're getting married, Ignazio?
-Yes, Nonna, I am.

And are you happy?

Very much so.

-Very much so.

I didn't make
your father's life very easy.

Don't say that, Donna Giuseppina.
It's in the past.

Forget about that now.

I was envious.

She had it all.

She wanted a man, and she got him.

Not me. I wasn't able to do it.

I wasn't able to do it.

A minute alone, please.

Ignazio, marry someone for love.
That's the only thing that matters.

I'll send for the priest.

Mama.

My heart…

My heart was cold and small.

And I passed it down to you.

That's not true.

I did everything I could
to rob you of your happiness.

Everything I could.

Don't say that.

Forgive me, Vicè.

I'll forgive you…

as long as I don't lose you.

Please forgive me.

I'm so very sorry.
I would have loved to have met her.

Thank you for coming.

You made it.

I came as fast as I could.

I'm sorry I didn't get
to say goodbye. Poor Nonna.

-Francesco didn't come with you?
-He's traveling, so I couldn't reach him.

Camille accompanied me.

My condolences.

My dear brother!

Giuseppina. Why is Camille here?

I wanted to return
the favor you did for Angela and I.

You sacrificed yourself
so we could be free,

but you deserve to be free as well.

Why should you condemn yourself
to obey a set of rules

that he never even followed himself?

In the name of
the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

-Amen.
-Amen.

There's your father.

It was her time.
She had a long life.

Yes, but love never fades
and devotion doesn't either.

I'm sorry she won't get to see
your wedding.

- My condolences.

Excuse me.

Why are you here?

Well, why won't you respond
to any of my letters?

I'm getting married.

I know that. Giuseppina told me.

But she also told me
you're not very happy.

That's why I travelled here.

Camille, you can't just show up
at my grandmother's funeral.

You understand?

Tell me that you're not happy to see me
and I'll say goodbye.

Find my room tonight.

-Bonsoir.
- Bonsoir.

I missed you.

-Wait, wait!
-No, no! Wait for what?

How long are you staying?

As long as it takes
to convince you not to get married.

Father,
I was thinking something.

What's that?

Considering the loss
we've just suffered as a family,

perhaps it's best
to postpone the wedding.

Maybe wait a few months.

Why would we want to wait
a few more months?

And what would we wait for?

Your grandmother was old,
and she died peacefully.

Don't you worry.

You must look forward, Ignazio.
You must always look forward.

Speaking of…

Now it's time for you to have this.

This passed down
from my father to Uncle Ignazio,

then to me,
in the spirit of looking forward.

On with that.

My father is obsessed
with the date of the wedding.

My parents already told me.

Do you have any ideas for our honeymoon?

Not yet. Do you have any preferences?

I was thinking,
I would love to see Venice.

Or Paris.

I don't know. What do you think?

Whatever you want.

I'm sorry to see you feeling this way.

How do you mean?

So sad, with your mind elsewhere.

But I completely understand.

When I lost my grandmother,
I was heartbroken.

It's true, I loved her a lot.

Of course you did.

And for the wedding,
will your sister be coming

or will she head back to Marseilles?

-No, no, she'll come. She told me.
-And her friend, will she?

Why?

Because my mother
is organizing the invitations

and wants to know
if she should include her.

No, I don't think she'll come.

I see.

Don't worry.

Time will heal all your wounds.

Before you know, it shall be
a beautiful memory, nothing more.

What are you talking about?

Your nonna.

Should we leave? I'm just not in the mood.

Of course.

- Don't leave.
-The sun is up.

I can't keep waiting
all these hours to see you again.

-Let me go.
-No.

I don't want to lose you.

You won't lose me.

Promise me.

You're the one who's getting married.

What if I call it off?

We'll talk about it tonight.

Monsieur Vincenzo.

I know what's happening here.

But I was hoping that I was wrong.
Get out of my house immediately.

Can we at least talk?

No, we can't talk.
Leave and don't come back.

If you won't talk to me,
at least talk to your own son.

Ignazio!

Ignazio!

The lady says you have something
you need to say to me.

So, tell me.

Your father is throwing me out.
Aren't you going to say anything?

Ignazio?

I'm sorry.

You see that, signora?
Please accept apologies from us all.

I pity you.

You won't be disrupting
this house any longer, signora.

Get up!

Who did you bring into my house, huh?

Father, what's going on?

You've been envious
of your little brother,

all your life, always.

What are you talking about?

That's why you brought
that disgraceful woman here.

To corrupt him! I kicked her out for you.

What? You kicked her out?

Why don't you admit it,
you wanted to ruin everything, huh?

So, his life could be pathetic
and miserable like the one you have.

Do you really think so little
of me and my family?

Of course I do.

Prince Trigona's nephew would never,
ever have taken you as his bride.

And who wanted that?

Oh, and I suppose the shopkeeper's son
you found is better!

And just what do you think you are?

A shopkeeper, son of another shopkeeper.

-You better shut your mouth!
-No, why don't you?

-You can't boss me around anymore!
-What's going on here?

Nothing, Mama. Just Father
making me feel worthless, as always.

-Vincenzo--
-This doesn't concern you.

Do you know why I got married so soon?

Because I couldn't stand
to live with him anymore.

Well then leave, get out!

Find your way out
and don't ever set foot in this house.

No, no, no, no.
You need to calm down. Calm down!

With great pleasure!

One day you'll have to explain
to me how you can stand him.

Wait, Giuseppina, don't listen to him.
You know how your father is.

I know all too well,

that's why I’m leaving this house forever
to preserve myself.

What led to this, Vincenzo?

She brought a whore
into my house to ruin Ignazio!

That "whore" and your son
are madly in love.

Do you know that or not?

Perhaps it's time for you and I
to speak a bit. Hmm?

You tell me
what's happening here and here.

It's nothing, Mother. Nothing.

How could it be nothing?
You know you can talk to me.

Open yourself up for once.

Did you fall in love with that young lady?

Hmm?

Do you like her?

You can tell me.

Mama, you know how it is.

-She's a woman, I'm a man.
-It's expected.

You put straw near fire, it'll burn.

I did it out of impulsiveness.
That's out of the way.

I'll marry Giovanna.

She'll be the woman of my life.

The only one.

All right, let's go.

Father, what is it? We have to go in.

-Wait a moment.
-Why?

Because to stay close to the Florios,
patience must be had.

They're the most prominent family
in Palermo.

And I thought it was right
for you to do this.

Surely, it's right for us. What about you?

I never asked how you're feeling.

How are you, Giovanna?

Don't think about all those people
waiting in that church.

Don't think about us.

Think about walking up to that altar,
if that's what you want.

And if you don't what this,
we'll go home and that's it.

Let's go.

- You haven't eaten anything.

-I'm not hungry. So much emotion.

You should eat
because my father hired a chef from Paris.

I'd hate to disappoint him. Waiter!

-Of course.

I'm sorry your sister
wasn't able to make it.

She had to get back to Marseilles
and her baby boy.

-Her youngest wasn't feeling very well.
-I hope it's nothing that's too serious.

He's always been a little bit sickly.

Oh, look how gorgeous they are.

Ah, let's go say hello to the prince.

-Come on.
- Good.

Oh, the Florios!
Congratulations, what a beautiful wedding.

It's safe to say
that you are the king of all of Sicily.

Oh. You flatter me, Prince.

You know, on my last trip to Naples,
we ran into a bit of a problem.

The king is unable to guarantee
the postal service here on our island,

and I think
that it could be the perfect moment

for the contract
to pass into Sicilian hands.

-To me?
-No.

Not only you.

To you both.

You're the only ones
who can guarantee top-quality service.

Am I right?

Prince, this is such a tremendous honor
that you've given us. Grazie.

You and my niece make a beautiful couple.

Consider it my wedding gift.

If you'll excuse me.

Do you realize
this is all because of a wedding, my boy?

For your matrimony. Well done.
This is all thanks to you. Bravo!

-Father, I'm gonna go get some fresh air.
-Go.

The prince is a great man,
very upstanding.

What are you doing here?

I couldn't breathe in there.

You're thinking of your grandmother,
aren't you?

A bit. But it'll pass.

I was thinking how strange, you know?

You'll do anything to be like your father,

and I'm trying everything
not to be like my mother.

We make a terrific couple.

- Would you like to dance?
-Can I be honest?

- You know, neither do I.

Well, maybe just one quick turn. Hmm?

-Let's go.

Now, it's just you and me.

Like the old days.
You remember how it used to be?

The two of us, hiding from everyone.

I was thinking
of visiting Giuseppina in Marseilles.

When is that?

I leave tomorrow.

-I'll go with you.
-No.

Why not?

It's you that I need to get away from.

I'm tired of watching everything
you destroy.

Dear Giulia,

everyone in Sicily is a bit skeptical
about the unification of Italy.

Other foreign monarchs
coming to rule over us,

it's the same old story.

However, I am optimistic

that this will be a positive turning point
for our homeland.

Good morning, Mr. Chairman.

My Giulia, how are you?

Without you, the silence here is endless.
I can only hear my thoughts.

Dear Giulia.

And my thoughts are melancholy.
How are our grandchildren?

Dear Giulia, Ignazio and Giovanna
are trying to have a child.

Unsuccessfully, for now.

But she's still young.
There's still time, fortunately.

Dear Giulia, I don't know
if a man my age can still change,

perhaps not,
but I'm certain I can't do it without you.

My beloved Giulia,

spring is taking its time
to arrive in Palermo

and your absence pains me more and more.

Dear Giulia, come back.
You haven't answered my letters. Please.

At this point,
I hope they've never even reached you.

My beloved Giulia…

Dear Giulia…

Giulia, my love, how are you?
I miss you, Giulia.

I said I wanted to be left alone.

But you're not good at being alone.

It's never been your strong suit.

I know that I'm nothing without you.

It's cold.

-And you're not so young anymore.

Let's go back inside.