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Gianluca: *pushes tear back into eye* Not now.

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Mile: Is my human suffering sexy enough for you, God? Is it getting you off king?

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Stephan: What's the dumbest thing you did as a kid? Tommaso: Wished I was an adult. Lorenzo: Tried to warn ya.

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Paulo: *whispers something threatening into Bryan’s ear and walks away* Niccolò: Oh my god... What did he just say to you? That, if we don't give him what he wants, we'll be killed? Bryan: Worse... He mumbled and I didn't hear it.

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Ranieri: What are you doing? Niccolò: Paulo is teaching us how to summon a demon! Ranieri, completely unfazed: Alright, just be careful.

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Niccolò: You said you weren't gonna do it! Tommaso: You didn't stop me! Niccolò: Because you said you weren't gonna do it! Tommaso: Well now what do we do? Niccolò: Wait for death to arrive. Ranieri sleeping: *shaved off eybrows*

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Mats: Some of you were born in 2012... Boy that's when I thought the world was ending.

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Paulo: Leandro: Paulo: Leandro: Mile: They have been like this for an hour.

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Gianluca: You’re so tiny and adorable. Niccolò, half asleep: I could kick your ass right now. Gianluca, looking at Niccolò with heart eyes: I know.

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Alexis: Do you know why I called you here?  Paulo: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic?  Alexis: *stops pouring two glasses of wine* Alexis: Wait...accidentally? 

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Lorenzo: I got you a flamethrower for your birthday! Tommaso: I said I wanted a bubble gun. That makes bubbles. Lorenzo: I swear I heard flamethrower.

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Niccolò: Don’t worry, Stephan! Any killer coming after you will have to get through me first. Stephan: And I’ll treasure those three extra seconds.

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Niccolò: I heard you like bad boys. Gianluca: Niccolò: Tell him, Mats. Mats, not looking up: He's the worst.

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Paulo: At my funeral, take the bouquet off my coffin and throw it into the crowd to see who is next.

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Mats: *coughs blood* Niccolò: Don't die Mats! Mats: Don't tell me what to do, kid!

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Tommaso: I stepped on a leaf the same time a kid screamed and I thought it was the leaf.

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Paulo: I just found an article titled "10 Signs that You're In Love", and kid, you're fitting every criteria. Niccolò: What? No way. Paulo: Niccolò: "Eye contact, smiling, touching"? I'm not doing any of those. Paulo: So will you let go of my hair now? And get off my lap? Niccolò: No.