Bella Mafia

Luka - Age 10:
Are you some kind of prisoner?

Giorgio Corolla:
Possibly, but only of my own physical deformities.

Luka - Age 10:
You're not eating?

Giorgio Corolla:
Help yourself.

Luka - Age 10:
Whats that stink in here? Do you go in your pants?

Giorgio Corolla:
[chuckles] No, not today, fortunatly

Luka - Age 10:
How old are you?

Giorgio Corolla:
Older then anyone anticipated I would ever live to be, especially my father. How old are you?

Luka - Age 10:
I dunno... Watcha got all these books for?

Giorgio Corolla:
I read.

Luka - Age 10:
You're a gargoyle! I like you, pig face.

Giorgio Corolla:
[referring to the gun in Luka's hands] Where in God's name did you get that, Luka?

Luka:
Where we get everything... Mail order! Charged to your Papa. Now tell me about the poisons. Stricknai... Nice word... Like music!