(GASPS) ERCOLE: Hey, look who it is. And with no Giulia to hide behind. -Come on. Let's go. -No. Something's fishy with you two. -I mean, besides the smell. -(LAUGHS) You're hiding something.
Luca
1.2s
(GIULIA GASPS)
Luca
3.4s
Everyone in Portorosso pretends to believe in sea monsters.
Luca
4.7s
-Hello again. -Ciao. Can we turn the money into something else?
Luca
1.8s
Come on, Luca!
Luca
7.6s
ALBERTO: Look, we gotta ride together. If you don't sit on the back and hold on to the front, the whole thing falls apart. Oh. And who's holding the ramp?
Luca
2.7s
-Oh, I... I... -Gonna tell us where you were?
Luca
1.2s
(GRUNTS)
Luca
1.6s
Anyway, you're gonna have fun.
Luca
2.2s
Whoa! (SCREAMING)
Luca
2.4s
(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Luca
8.9s
Wait, what? Every year they change the pasta. You have to be ready for anything. Could be cannelloni, penne, fusilli, trofie, even lasagne.
Luca
7.3s
(GASPS) Mmm! (CHOMPING AND GRUNTING) Uh...
Luca
3s
BOTH: Phew! (CAT GROWLING)
Luca
4.4s
(OPERATIC MUSIC CONTINUES OVER RADIO) (SPEAKS ITALIAN) (HOUSE RATTLES)
Luca
9.5s
But we could be under the dogs, too. Hey, it's okay, Luca. She'd rather do the whole race alone again. Maybe this time she won't throw up as much. Uh, hang on.
