Ron Witwicky:
[brandishing a bat, outside his son's door]
5... 4... It's comin' off the hinges, pal. 3... 2... stand back!
[as Ron gets ready to break the door down, Sam opens it]
Sam Witwicky:
What's up?... What's with the bat?
Ron Witwicky:
Who were you talking to?
Sam Witwicky:
Talkin' to you!
Judy Witwicky:
Why are you so sweaty and filthy?
Sam Witwicky:
I'm a child, you know, I'm a teenager.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:52