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Dancers emerge from the papaya, and the dancers are all me. And they go to drink from the milk of their mother, who is a cactus. But who is also me. And her milk is not milk but tears. Is it too obvious? I think it's just the right amount of obvious? It could use some music. Oh, what if you did like... - (SINGS TUNE) - (SNAPS FINGERS) (ALL PLAYING TUNE) Oh! And then it could go... (SINGING TUNE) (PLAYING TUNE) And what if everything was on fire? - (GASPS) - Yes! Fire! Everywhere! Inspired! You have the spirit of an artist. (BAND PLAYING) The dancers exit. The music fades, the lights go out. And Ernesto de la Cruz rises to the stage! (GASPS)
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- PAPA: Mama! - (GASPS) Where should we put this table? ABUELITA ELENA: In the courtyard, mijos. PAPA: You want it down by the kitchen? Si. Next to the other one. (PANTING) - Get under! Get under! - Miguel? Nothing! Mama, Papa. I... Miguel, your abuelita had the most wonderful idea. We've all decided. It's time you joined us in the workshop! - What? - No more shining shoes. You'll be making them every day after school. Oh! Our Migueli-ti-ti-ti-to carrying on the family tradition. And on Dia de los Muertos! Your ancestors will be so proud. You'll craft huaraches just like your Tia Victoria. PAPA: And wingtips like your Papa Julio. (STAMMERS) But what if I'm no good at making shoes? Ah, Miguel. You have your family here to guide you. You are a Rivera. And a Rivera is...
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