Coco. No! We can still find the photo. Miguel, it's almost sunrise.
Coco
10.6s
No more hiding, Dante. I got to seize my moment! (BARKS) I'm gonna play in Mariachi Plaza if it kills me. - (BELL TOLLING) - (CHILDREN LAUGHING)
Coco
2.3s
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Coco
2.5s
(TRAIN BELL CLANGING)
Coco
2.1s
(HECTOR YELPS)
Coco
1.8s
Esperame, chamaco!
Coco
2s
- (CHITTERING) - (BARKING)
Coco
17.5s
♪ ♪ - Hola. - Ceci, I lost the dress. Ya lo sabia! I got to dress forty dancers by sunrise. Thanks to you, I'm one Frida short of an opening number! Dante! We shouldn't be in here.
Coco
5.9s
So, if it's all right with you, I'm gonna play in the plaza. Just like you did!
Coco
13.6s
The same path he did. He's family. Listen to your Mama Imelda. She's just looking out for you. Be reasonable. Con permiso, I need to visit the restroom. Be right back.
Coco
39.2s
I can see my girl. Ernesto, remember the night I left? That was a long time ago. We drank together and you told me you would move Heaven and Earth... for your amigo. Well, I'm asking you to now. Heaven and Earth? Like in the movie? - What? - That's Don Hidalgo's toast. In the de la Cruz movie, El Camino a Casa. I'm talking about my real life, Miguel. No! It's in there. Look! DON: (ON TV) Never were truer words spoken. This calls for a toast. To our friendship! (LAUGHS) I would move Heaven and Earth for you, mi amigo. But in the movie, Don Hidalgo poisons the drink. - DON: Salud! - DE LA CRUZ: Poison!
Coco
9.7s
- (GASPS) - (GROWLS) (SCREAMS) This nonsense ends now, Miguel! I am giving you my blessing and you are going home. MIGUEL: I don't want your blessing!
Coco
9.8s
- Disculpen, senores... - Hey, guys! It's poco loco! - You were on fire tonight! - You too! Hey, musician to musician... I need a favor.
Coco
34.3s
(ALL GASP) Bienvenidos a todos! Oh! (LAUGHS) - Who's ready for some musica? - (ALL CHEERING) It's a battle of the bands, amigos. The winner gets to play for the maestro himself, Ernesto de la Cruz... at his fiesta tonight! That's our ticket, muchacho. Oh! Oh, oh, oh! Let the competition begin! (ALL CHEERING) (ALL PLAYING UPBEAT MUSIC)
Coco
3.4s
- (GROWLING) - (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
Coco
24.8s
We really need to borrow your guitar. - My guitar? - Yes. My prized beloved guitar? I promise we'll bring it right back. Like the time you promised to bring back my van? - Uh... - Or my mini-fridge? - Ah, you see... - Or my good napkins? My lasso? My femur? Well, no, not like those times. Where is my femur? You... (GROANING) Whoa, whoa. - You okay, amigo? - (SIGHS) I'm fading, Hector.
Coco
41.6s
My friend, you're being forgotten. - And whose fault is that? - Hector, please... Those were my songs you took. My songs that made you famous. What? If I'm being forgotten, it's because you never told anyone that I wrote them! That's crazy! De la Cruz wrote all his own songs. You want to tell him or should I? Hector, I never meant to take credit. We made a great team, but you died... and I only sang your songs because I wanted to keep a part of you alive. Oh, how generous! You really did play together. I don't want to fight about it. I just want you to make it right. Miguel can put my photo up, and I can cross over the bridge.