Second, this isn't any old race. It's an epic, grueling, traditional Italian triathlon. Swimming, cycling, and eating pasta.
Luca
8.9s
Ah, Ciccio! The motor! They are slowly getting away! -(GRUNTS) -(ERCOLE GROANS) Guido, slap Ciccio. (EXCLAIMS IN ITALIAN) -With contempt! -(CICCIO GRUNTS)
Luca
2s
My parents were gonna send me away.
Luca
7.3s
(GASPS) Oh, no! Oh, no! Alberto! Wake up! What? Ahh! The sky's been leaking! (MIMICKING BUGLE PLAYING WAKEUP CALL)
Luca
1.2s
(SIGHS)
Luca
4.9s
Cool. Oops! Sorry. This is my... Your hideout.
Luca
9.5s
-Oops! Scusa. -(GROWLS) I'll catch you on the... (GAGS) downhill! Spewlia, you never even made it to the downhill. (LAUGHING) What? (PANTING)
Luca
1.2s
LORENZO: Ooh.
Luca
2.4s
-Andiamo! -Alberto, wait!
Luca
2.3s
(GLASS CRACKS) (GROANS)
Luca
25.6s
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
1.2s
(GASPS)
Luca
5.1s
Phew. Okay, that's everyone. Monalisa, why are you smiling?
Luca
2.2s
(LOW UNNERVING MUSIC PLAYING)
Luca
2s
(MIMICKING BUGLE PLAYING WAKEUP CALL)
Luca
1.3s
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
Luca
4.5s
What's wrong, piccoletto? Afraid of a little rain? ALBERTO: Hey! ERCOLE: Huh?
