Mireia:The Beatles, Bon Jovi, Vivaldi... I love the ones that start with B.
Mario:But Vivaldi starts with V.
Mario:There's always Beethoven.
Mireia:I love Beethoven.
Becario:And I've been thinking. I'm going to the Legion. To self-reflect.
Mario:I don't know. Anyway, who could I use to make her jealous?
Fernando:I refuse to dress as a woman.
Mariona:Shock therapy. We should sleep together to kill the tension.
Mariona:You're dripping. I feel bad you're leaving like this.
Mario:I'm going to go deliver these pizzas.
Mariona:But, weren't they leftovers?
Mario:I deliver them to the poor.
Mariona:And I'll call someone to come fix this.
Mario:No, I'll come by one day and check out your plumbing.
Mariona:Then we film it and post it on YouPorn.
Mario:OK. You're about to see "Four Seasons". One year. The year I fell in love with Mariona, but of course, she fell in love with me, too. Naturally, I'm a real catch. I'm broke. I hate my career and I hate my job at Pizzicato Pizzeria.
Mireia:I'm sorry. I gotta go. I'm going to watch an eclipse.
Mario:Why? You could go blind.
El Jefe:She's a baby girl! What should we call her?
El Jefe:Like Mom? Françoise!
Julie:No, Dad. Mom's name isn't Françoise.
Mario:Bow-wow. I mean, meow.
Mariona:Relationships bore me.
Mario:You're the one who wanted to get married.
Mariona:That was five minutes ago. I'm a complex character.