- (SCREAMING) - No! (AUDIENCE EXCLAIMING) MAMA IMELDA AND OSCAR: Miguel! Apologies, old friend. But the show must go on.
Coco
42.5s
- Where have you been? - (GASPS) I need to see Mama Coco, please. What are you doing with that... Give it to me! Miguel, stop! Miguel! Miguel! (POUNDING ON DOOR) Mama Coco? Can you hear me? It's Miguel. I saw your papa. Remember? Papa? Please! If you forget him, he'll be gone. Forever. PAPA: Miguel, open this door! Here. This was his guitar, right? He used to play it to you? See? There he is! Papa! Remember? Papa?
Coco
1.9s
Until 1942.
Coco
2s
- (PANTING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
Coco
5.8s
No conditions. No! Papa Hector, please!
Coco
4.3s
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR) - PAPA: Miguel! Mama Coco, please! Don't forget him.
Coco
1.5s
(LAUGHS)
Coco
41.3s
I found your son in Mariachi Plaza. Ay, Miguel! You know how Abuelita feels about the plaza. I was just shining shoes. A musician's shoes! (ALL GASP) But the plaza's where all the foot traffic is. If Abuelita says no more plaza, then no more plaza. - But what about tonight? - What's tonight? Well, they're having this talent show. (STAMMERS) And I thought I might... - Sign up? - Well, maybe? (LAUGHS) You have to have talent to be in a talent show. What are you gonna do? Shine shoes? (GROANS) It's Dia de los Muertos. No one's going anywhere. Tonight is about family. - (SPITS) - Ofrenda room. Vamonos.
Coco
1.9s
- There he is! - (GROANS)
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...
Coco
1.9s
(PANTING)
Coco
12.2s
Well? Apologize! Mama Coco? Your papa, he wanted you to have this.
Coco
2s
- (GASPS) - (CLATTERS)
Coco
2.9s
I want to be just like him.
Coco
6s
(CLATTERS) Ay, ay, hold still. Look up. A ver, a ver. Look up, up, up.
Coco
6s
To our friendship. I would move Heaven and Earth for you, mi amigo. Salud!
Coco
10.3s
- MAN 1: The guitar! It's gone! - (GASPING) MAN 2: Somebody stole de la Cruz's guitar! WOMAN: The window's broken. Look! - (PANTING) - (KEYS JANGLING)
Coco
1m0s
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING) ♪ Y aunque la vida me cueste, Llorona ♪ No dejare de quererte... ♪ I thought you hated music. Oh, I loved it! I remember that feeling... when my husband would play, and I would sing and nothing else mattered. But when we had Coco, suddenly there was something in my life that... mattered more than music. I wanted to put down roots. He wanted to play for the world. We each made a sacrifice to get what we wanted. Now you must make a choice. But I don't want to pick sides! Why can't you be on my side? That's what family's supposed to do. Support you. But you never will.