The papa, he was a musician. He and his family would sing and dance and count their blessings.
Coco
2.6s
- Muchas gracias. - De nada, Miguel.
Coco
4.9s
My boy, with a talent like yours, how could I not listen?
Coco
2.6s
(WHOOPING)
Coco
16.3s
TOUR GUIDE: And right over here, one of Santa Cecilia's greatest treasures. The home of the esteemed song writer, Hector Rivera. The letters Hector wrote home for his daughter, Coco, contain the lyrics... for all of your favorite songs. Not just Remember Me.
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
2.5s
But shoes held them all together.
Coco
10.9s
Vamonos. PATROLWOMAN: We got a family looking for a living boy. If I want to be a musician, I need a musician's blessing. We got to find my great-great-grandpa. - Hold it, muchacho. - (GASPS)
Coco
2.6s
(BRICKS CLATTERING)
Coco
9.8s
But I will help you. So, how do we get to de la Cruz? I might know a way.
Coco
2.8s
- (BARKS) - Hey! Dante!
Coco
3.5s
Uh... After him!
Coco
2.2s
Look! It's Ernesto!
Coco
3.1s
Music had torn her family apart.
Coco
12.8s
Buenas noches, Chicharron! I don't want to see your stupid face, Hector. Come on. It's Dia de Muertos. I brought you a little offering. - Get out of here. - I would, Cheech. But the thing is, me and my friend, Miguel...
