Swim, Ciccio! Come on! -Swim! -(CICCIO WHIMPERING) (CROWD CHEERING)
Luca
16.1s
I do have the parts. I am gonna make one! You wanna help? Me? Yeah! Wait! No, I can't. -I gotta go home. -Right this second? Yeah, if my parents found out I was up here... Oof. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) It would be bad. So, thank you, but...
Luca
2.6s
(BIRDS CHIRPING) (YAWNS)
Luca
6.5s
And what brings you to Portorosso? GIULIA: Oh. Uh... Funny you should ask. They came for the race.
Luca
2s
(WHIMPERS)
Luca
4.2s
Classic human town. Pretty cool, right? Hey, you do it now. Just say the thing.
Luca
6.7s
Actually, this town seems a little crowded. Hey! Silenzio, Bruno. What's wrong with you, stupido? MAN: Huh?
Luca
1.4s
(GRUNTING)
Luca
2.3s
(SPEAKS ITALIAN) -(MAN LAUGHS) -(PLAYER GROANS)
Luca
8.3s
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)
