(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)
Luca
11.3s
Soldi. Prize money. Oh. Okay. -No, no! Keep going! -What? Why? Ask her about the prize money! But that stuff is useless. -Maybe that becomes a Vespa. -How does that become... -Just ask her! -Fine, fine, fine.
Luca
9.2s
Uh, what's going on? Nothing. Let's just get back to training. Actually, we have something to ask you. We were wondering if we could come with you to your school?
Luca
6.2s
Ah, sharks. Grazie, PapĂ ! Come on, we'd better hurry. -ALBERTO: Okay. -(KIDS LAUGHING)
Luca
3.4s
I gotta deliver these. Always be training, you know?