Coco

Miguel: Sometimes, I think I’m cursed because of something that happened before I was even born.

Miguel: I think we are the only family in Mexico who hates music. And my family is fine with that. But me… I am not like the rest of my family. I know I am not supposed to love music, but it’s not my fault… it’s his, Ernesto de la Cruz: the greatest musician of all time.

Abuelita: Being part of this family means being here for this family. I don’t want to see you end up like—

Miguel: Mama Coco’s papa?

Abuelita: Never mention that man! He’s better off forgotten. I’m hard on you because I care, Miguel.

Miguel: But what if I am no good at making shoes?Papa: Ah, Miguel. You have your family here to guide you. You are a Rivera and a Rivera is…?Miguel: A shoemaker through and through.Papa: That’s my boy!

Miguel: You’re all really out there.

Tia Victoria: You thought we weren’t?

Miguel: Well, I don’t know. I thought it might have been one of those made up things adults tell children. Like vitamins.

Tia Victoria: Miguel, vitamins are a real thing.

Miguel: Well, now I’m thinking maybe they could be.

Clerk: The way to undo a family curse is to get your family’s blessing.

Miguel: That’s it?

Clerk: Get your family’s blessing and everything should go back to normal. But you’ve gotta do it by sunrise.

Miguel: What happens at sunrise?

Mama Imelda: Two seconds and you already break your promise!

Miguel: This isn’t fair! It’s my life! You already had yours.

Mama Imelda: Don’t make this hard. You go home my way or no way.

Miguel: You really hate music that much?!

Mama Imelda: I will not let you go down the same path he did.

Hector: Why the heck would you want to be a musician?

Miguel: My great great grandpa was a musician.

Hector: Who spent his whole life performing like a monkey for complete strangers, egh. No thank you.

Hector: He’s been forgotten. When there is no one left in the living world who remembers you, you disappear from this world. We call it the final death.

Miguel: Where did he go.Hector: No one knows.

Miguel: But I’ve met him. I could remember him when I go back.

Hector: No. It does not work like that.

Hector: You always this nervous before a performance?

Miguel: I don’t know. I’ve never performed before.

Hector: What?! You said you were a musician!

Miguel: I am. I mean, I will be, once I win.

Hector: That’s your plan?! No, no, no. You have to win, Miguel. Your life literally depends on you winning. You’ve never done this before?! I’ll go up.

Miguel: No. I need to do this.Hector: Why?

Miguel: If I can’t go out there and play one song, how can I call myself a musician?

Hector: What does that matter?

Miguel: Cause I don’t want to just get De La Cruz’s blessing, I need to prove that I am worthy of it.

Mama Imelda: This non-sense ends now, Miguel! I am giving you my blessing and you are going home.

Miguel: I don’t want your blessing!

Mama Imelda: Miguel! Stop! Come back! I am trying to save your life!

Miguel: You are ruining my life!Mama Imelda: What?!

Miguel: Music is the only thing that makes me happy. And you want to take that away. You’ll never understand.

Mama Imelda: [Starts singing}Miguel: I thought you hated music.

Mama Imelda: 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, there was suddenly 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.

Miguel: But I don’t want to pick sides. Why can’t you be on my side? That’s what family is supposed to do. Support you. But you never will.

Miguel: But I’m your family.

De La Cruz: And Hector was my best friend. Success doesn’t come for free, Miguel. You have to be willing to do whatever it takes to ‘seize your moment.’ I know you understand.

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