No, no. Chamaco, you're loco if you think... I need to get my great-great-grandfather's blessing! You know where I can get a guitar?
Coco
6.7s
(SHOUTS) I found that living boy! Oh, whoa, excuse me. Excuse me, folks. Excuse me.
Coco
3.6s
Uh, should we tell him there are no restrooms in the Land of the Dead?
Coco
3.4s
(SIGHS) I know a guy.
Coco
1.7s
(PANTING)
Coco
1.7s
Oh.
Coco
2.3s
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Coco
15.3s
HECTOR: Why the heck would you want to be a musician? MIGUEL: My great-great-grandpa was a musician! Who spent his life performing like a monkey for complete strangers. (GROANS) No thank you. No! Guacala! (SCOFFS) What do you know? So, how far is this guitar anyway? We're almost there.
Coco
19.5s
- ALL: Cousin Hector! - Hey! These guys! Hey, Tio! ¿Que onda? These people are all your family? Uh... In a way. We're all the ones with no photos or ofrendas. No family to go home to. Nearly forgotten, you know? So, we all call each other cousin, or tio, or whatever.
Coco
17.3s
(AUDIENCE CHEERING) De la Cruzcito, you're on now! Miguel, look at me. Hey, look at me. You can do this. Grab their attention and don't let it go. Make them listen, chamaco. You've got this. De la Cruzcito (CHEERING IN SPANISH)
Coco
13.3s
(SNIFFING) Have you found him, Pepita? Have you found our boy? (BLOWS) - ROSITA: A footprint! - It's a Rivera boot. - Size seven! - And a half. - Pronated. - Miguel.
Coco
6.1s
- (DANTE WHINES) - (GRUNTING) - Hector! - Tia Chelo!
Coco
1.7s
Keep up, chamaco. Come on.
Coco
1.9s
(GROANS)
Coco
1m7s
Hola, Mama Coco. How are you, Julio? Actually, my name is Miguel. Mama Coco has trouble remembering things. But it's good to talk to her anyway. So, I tell her pretty much everything. I used to run like this. But now I run like this which is way faster. And the winner is Luchadora Coco! I have a dimple on this side, but not on this side. Dimple, no dimple. Dimple, no dimple. Miguel, eat your food. MIGUEL: My abuelita, she's Mama Coco's daughter. Oh, you're a twig, mijo. Have some more. No, gracias. I asked if you would like more tamales! Si? That's what I thought you said! MIGUEL: Abuelita runs our house just like Mama Imelda did. (BLOWING RHYTHMICALLY) - No music! - (GASPS) (MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO) No music! ♪ Y aunque la vida ♪ - No music! - (MEN SCREAMING) MIGUEL: I think we're the only family in Mexico who hates music. And my family's fine with that. But me... - Be back by lunch, mijo. - Love you, Mama.
Coco
13.6s
She died way before I was born. But my family still tells her story every year on Dia de los Muertos... the Day of the Dead. And her little girl, she's my great-grandmother, Mama Coco.
Coco
4.5s
You see, that woman was my great-great-grandmother, Mama Imelda.
