DANIELA: You're two minutes late. -Was there a boat? Huh? -LUCA: Uh... -Did you hide? -Yes, Mom. Because if they catch even a glimpse of you... You think they come around to meet new friends, huh? -No. -Make small talk. -I... I don't. -No. -They're here to do murders. -Uh-huh. So, I'm just making sure you know. Thanks, Mom. When I was a kid, we'd go weeks without seeing a boat, and let me tell you, they did not have motors. Just a sweaty land monster with a paddle. -Hi, Grandma. Mwah. -Hey, Bubble. -Hi, Dad. -Luca!
Luca
2s
(MIMICKING BUGLE PLAYING WAKEUP CALL)
Luca
2.2s
(SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Luca
2.9s
Look at Pinchy-pessa. She's molting.
Luca
2.9s
Excuse me, ma'am. Have you... Yes.
Luca
2.2s
(LOW UNNERVING MUSIC PLAYING)
Luca
2.3s
(GLASS CRACKS) (GROANS)
Luca
2.3s
GIULIA: Oh, no! It's Ercole! Go, go!
Luca
4.6s
Huh. Yeah. My hideout. Buonanotte, boys. (GRUNTS)
Luca
1.9s
Okay. All clear.
Luca
15.1s
(GASPS) We should ask her about this Portorosso Cup race. That's how the loud scary human said he got his Vespa. Giulia! -Oh! -(SPEAKING ITALIAN) -Uh, grazie. -Ciao. Hey, uh, Spewlia? Giulia. My name is Giulia.
Luca
47.2s
It is I, Giorgio Giorgioni! Slayer of sea monsters and beloved purveyor of pasta! Slayer of sea monsters? Ah, that's just Signora Marsigliese. She works for the sponsor for the race. (SIGHS) This is gonna take forever. The finest pasta in Liguria at a price every family can afford. Get to the rules! Enthusiasm. Love to see it. To win my famous race, your team must be the first to brave the treacherous waters of the bay, devour a mystery bowl of my delicious pasta, and ride to the top of Mount Portorosso and back! That all sounds pretty hard. Yeah. Hard to lose. We're going to win. I love your confidence. But don't forget, we're going to have to go through... Champion coming through. -GIULIA: Ugh. -Ciao, ciao! Hey! Ercole.
Luca
19.4s
You might want to save your money, ragazzi. This year, Ercole's gonna break the record and make it six in a row. (LAUGHING) Oh, no. I don't believe it. Spewlia, you teamed up with these vagrants? -(LAUGHS) -Ignore him. Oh, I wish for you that you could. I'm afraid your friends still need to pay the out-of-town weirdo tax. (SNAPS FINGERS)