You're not going anywhere. (BOTH GRUNTING) Imelda! DE LA CRUZ: Stay back! Stay back! All of you, stay back. Not one more step. (BARKING) Dante!
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5.9s
She rolled up her sleeves and she learned to make shoes. (HAMMERING)
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27.5s
Miguel. Nailed it. Now say, "I give you my blessing." I give you my blessing. I give you my blessing to go home... to put my photo back on the ofrenda, and to never play music again. What? She can't do that! Well, technically, she can add any condition she wants. (SIGHS) Fine. CLERK: Then you hand the petal to Miguel.
Coco
1.5s
(COUGHS)
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8.7s
(WHINING) Dante, callate! No! Dante, stop it. He can't help me.
Coco
8s
I'm proud to be his family! (WHOOPING) (ECHOING)
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22.2s
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.
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39.3s
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
1.5s
Whoa!
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16.4s
(CHILDREN LAUGHING) MIGUEL: And that man is your Papa Julio. And there's Tia Rosita and your Tia Victoria. And those two are Oscar and Felipe. These aren't just old pictures, they're our family... and they're counting on us to remember them.
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7.5s
(INHALES SHARPLY) (LAUGHS) (AUDIENCE BOOING)
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11.5s
Ay, pobrecito. Oh, estas bien, mijo. (MUFFLED GROANING) You know better than to be here in this place! You will come home. Now.
Coco
6.7s
(FIREWORKS EXPLODING) Great-great-grandfather, what am I supposed to do?
Coco
1.6s
(GRUNTS)
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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)
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15.3s
HECTOR: Why the heck would you want to be a musician? MIGUEL: My great-great-grandpa was a musician! Who spent his life performing like a monkey for complete strangers. (GROANS) No thank you. No! Guacala! (SCOFFS) What do you know? So, how far is this guitar anyway? We're almost there.
Coco
14.5s
NUN: But my father, he will never give his permission. DE LA CRUZ: I am done asking permission. When you see your moment, you mustn't let it pass you by. You must seize it! INTERVIEWER: Senor de la Cruz, what did it take for you to seize your moment?
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5.5s
- Hey! Where are you going? - We got to get out of here! What? Are you crazy? We're about to win this thing.