It's over, the reign of terror. It's finally over! DANIELA: Luca! LORENZO: Luca! (CROWD GASPING) You had us worried half to death, and you must never do that again! LUCA: I'm sorry. And you raced your little tail off and kicked so much human butt! And I'm so proud of you, and I am so mad at you! (DANIELA CRYING) I love you, Mom. Son.
Luca
11.2s
Signore e signori, the winners of this year's Portorosso Cup, the underdogs. -Wow. -(ALL EXCLAIM IN AWE) -Wow. -Yeah!
-Oops. -(BLOWS RASPBERRIES) (CRYING) No, piccolino.
Luca
2s
(CROWD GASPING AND EXCLAIMING)
Luca
1.5s
-Here, hold this. -(GASPS)
Luca
1.9s
(WHIMPERING)
Luca
1.3s
Whoa.
Luca
1.3s
Hmm.
Luca
1.3s
Hmm.
Luca
10.1s
Technically, legally, yes, they won. -(CROWD GASPING) -We won? Who cares if they won? They are sea monsters. -(FISHERMAN GROANS) -(SPEAKS ITALIAN)
Luca
14.1s
We're not afraid of you! No, but we're afraid of you. Everyone is horrified and disgusted by you, because you are monsters. Stop! They are not monsters. Oh, yeah? Who are they, then? MASSIMO: I know who they are.
Luca
8.4s
(CROWD EXCLAIMING) -Luca! -Let us through! -What? -Really? They can't be the winners. They are not even people! Signora Marsigliese?
Luca
6.8s
(GRUMBLES IN ITALIAN) (MEN GROAN) What? Come on! -Hey! -GIULIA: Ha! Ciccio! Guido! Another harpoon.
