Vamonos. PATROLWOMAN: We got a family looking for a living boy. If I want to be a musician, I need a musician's blessing. We got to find my great-great-grandpa. - Hold it, muchacho. - (GASPS)
Coco
2.6s
(BRICKS CLATTERING)
Coco
9.8s
But I will help you. So, how do we get to de la Cruz? I might know a way.
Coco
2.8s
- (BARKS) - Hey! Dante!
Coco
3.5s
Uh... After him!
Coco
2.2s
Look! It's Ernesto!
Coco
3.1s
Music had torn her family apart.
Coco
3.6s
- We're... - BOTH: Family?
Coco
27.9s
- (KEYS JANGLING) - (DOOR UNLOCKS) What are you doing to that poor woman? It's okay, Mamita. It's okay. PAPA: What's gotten into you? (SOBBING) I thought I'd lost you, Miguel. MIGUEL: I'm sorry, Papa. We're all together now. That's what matters. MIGUEL: Not all of us. It's okay, Mamita. Miguel, you apologize to your Mama Coco.
Coco
16s
How many times have we told you? That plaza is crawling with mariachis. - Yes, Tio Berto. - (DANTE BARKING) - No, no, no, no, no! - Ah! Go away, you. Go! - It's just Dante. - (DANTE WHINES) Never name a street dog. They'll follow you forever. Now, go get my shoe.
Coco
10.7s
Who are you? (SIGHS) Rest, Mama. I'm hard on you because I care, Miguel. Miguel? Miguel?
Coco
4.3s
(GRUNTS) - No! - Mama! (GRUNTING)
Coco
7.3s
It has been an honor. I am sorry to see you go, Miguel. I hope you die very soon.
Coco
6.7s
Who has that petal Miguel touched? - (GROWLING) - Here. Nice alebrije. (GASPS)
Coco
11.4s
Papa was a musician. When I was a little girl... he and Mama would sing such beautiful songs.
Coco
1.9s
(STATIC)
Coco
2.8s
- Good luck, muchacho. - Gracias, Frida.
Coco
25.4s
- Abuelita! - What are you doing here? (MIGUEL STAMMERING) - You leave my grandson alone. - (GROANS) Dona, please! I was just getting a shine. (GASPS) I know your tricks, mariachi. What did he say to you? He was just showing me his guitar. - (BOTH GASP) - Shame on you. My grandson is a sweet little angelito querido cielito. He wants no part of your music, mariachi. You keep away from him. (YELPING)
