Uh... Do you live around here? Down here? No, no, no. I just came for my stuff. Ooh.
Luca
5.8s
Santo pecorino! That's the best idea ever! Yes! Of course! (LAUGHS EXCITEDLY)
Luca
3.1s
(GIULIA CONTINUES WHIMPERING) Help!
Luca
3.4s
Lunch is ready! Be right there!
Luca
3.6s
Go. Now. Before I change my mind.
Luca
1.8s
Come on! We gotta get back.
Luca
44.3s
Hop on. I could use the extra weight. (BLOWS RASPBERRIES) Fine. Go start a club. For losers! (ALL LAUGH) Maggiore! Another sighting. In the harbor, this time. I know. We are setting up a reward. Someone's gonna win a nice prize. (GASPS) Me! Me! I win the prizes. -Ciccio! -(GASPS) Get your daddy's harpoon! We're gonna catch a sea monster. -Sì! -(EXCLAIMS EXCITEDLY) Sto imbecille thinks he can be a jerk 'cause he keeps winning the race, which he shouldn't even get to do anymore, 'cause he's too old and too much of a jerk! (LAUGHS SHEEPISHLY) You know, we underdogs have to look out for each other, right? What's under the dogs? Underdogs. You know, kids who are different, dressed weird, or a little sweatier than average. Uh... Too much? Too much.
Luca
5s
(INSECT CHIRRING) (SEAGULLS SQUAWKING) (LUCA GASPS IN AWE)