Cesare Borgia: I will send the papal army ahead of me under cover of night.
Alexander VI: What, no grand departure? No cheering crowd?
Cesare Borgia: No, nothing like that. And it is better if you know nothing of my progress. I will have them at the borders of Florence before Florence awakes.
Alexander VI: Well, we cannot justify to the Florentine ambassador-
Cesare Borgia: You will not have to. I have his assurance we can skirt their territories and move on.
Alexander VI: Hm, well, as Socrates said, "True wisdom is knowing that you know nothing."
Cesare Borgia: I will carve you out an empire, Father.
Alexander VI: But who will rule it after we are gone, huh? All this rancour, this discord. Votes in conclave bought and sold. Families and factions, blade against blade. Would it not be simpler just to hand on the keys of St. Peter's from father to son? Primogeniture. It's the simplest and most efficient transfer of power known to man.
Cesare Borgia: Like... like a monarchy.
Alexander VI: Hm... God's true kingdom, here on earth.
Cesare Borgia: Handed from father to son?
Alexander VI: Is God served well by the papal elections? Is the College of Cardinals mentioned in the gospels? No. That is the past. Primogeniture is the future. Simple, preordained.
Cesare Borgia: The world would not tolerate...
Alexander VI: Not yet. But... See, we have the power to make and unmake monarchies but we have no kingdom of our own. No, if you create for us a kingdom, we will write the book of our future. The future of the church, of the world we live in, will be ours- yours, and your children's. You say nothing?
Cesare Borgia: I am... stunned into silence.
Alexander VI: Why do you think we wished you a cardinal, hm? So you would be pope one day. Carve us out a kingdom, Cesare. And be both king and pope. Hm?