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Are you all right, nino? (BREATHING HEAVILY) (ALL GASP) It's you! You are that boy! The one who came from the Land of the Living. You... know about me? (LAUGHING) You are all anyone has been talking about. Why have you come here? I'm Miguel. (STAMMERS) Your great-great-grandson. (ALL EXCLAIM) I... have a great-great-grandson? I need your blessing so I can go back home and be a musician. Just like you. The rest of our family, they wouldn't listen. (STAMMERS) But I hoped you would.
Coco
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MIGUEL: You told me you hated musicians. You never said you were one. HECTOR: How do you think I knew your great-great-grandpa? We used to play music together. Taught him everything he knows. No manches! You played with Ernesto de la Cruz... the greatest musician of all time? (LAUGHS) Ah, you're funny. Greatest eyebrows of all time maybe. But his music? Eh, not so much. You don't know what you're talking about.
Coco
55.7s
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)
Coco