(GROANS) Whoa, Miguel, can't have you fainting on us. (CHUCKLES) But not to worry. Your family's here. You can get your blessing right now. Cempasuchil, cempasuchil. Aha! Perdon, senora. Oh. (GIGGLES) Now, you look at the living and say his name.
Coco
38.5s
ABUELITA ELENA: What is all this? You keep secrets from your own family? It's all that time he spends in the plaza. Fills his head with crazy fantasies. It's not a fantasy. That man was Ernesto de la Cruz! The greatest musician of all time! We've never known anything about this man! But whoever he was, he still abandoned his family. This is no future for my son. But, Papa, you said my family would guide me. Well, de la Cruz is my family. I'm supposed to play music. Never! That man's music was a curse. I will not allow it. - If you would just let... - Miguel... You will listen to your family. No more music. - Just listen to me play! - End of argument.
Coco
36s
MIGUEL: This is you? Eh, muy guapo, eh? So, you get me to my great-great-grandpa... then I put up your photo when I get home? Such a smart boy! Yes! Great idea, yes! One hiccup. De la Cruz is a tough guy to get to and I need to cross the bridge soon. Like, tonight. So, you got any other family here, you know? Someone a bit more, eh, accessible? Mmm... Nope. Don't yank my chain, chamaco. You got to have some other family. Only de la Cruz. If you can't help me, I'll find him myself. (MIGUEL WHISTLES) Oh! Okay. Okay, kid. Fine! Fine! I'll get you to your great-great-grandpa.
Coco
10s
You know, I wrote her a song once. We used to sing it every night at the same time. No matter how far apart we were.
Coco
2.3s
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Coco
1.5s
(GLASS SHATTERS)
Coco
13.2s
(ROARS) Dante! You knew he was my Papa Hector the whole time! You are a real spirit guide. Who's the good spirit guide? You are! (LAUGHS) (WHINING)
Coco
1.6s
(GRUNTS)
Coco
3.5s
(CAMERA CLICKS) Gracias, Senor.
Coco
8.6s
Mama Coco, is your papa Ernesto de la Cruz? Papa! Papa! (BREATHES HEAVILY)
Coco
14.7s
- MAMA: Miguel! - Mama! Miguel, come home. Where are you, Miguel? (YELPING) (GROANS) Dios mio! Little boy. Are you okay? Here. Let me help you.