Lincoln Loud In Disney's Coco/Transcript

This is a transcript of Lincoln Loud In Disney's Coco
== Transcript ==
[The film begins with the Disney and Pixar logos before showing a trail of marigold petals which lead to a grave where a man uses a candle to light another candle as the camera pans up to the sky. Disney presents, a Pixar Animation Studios film, in association with Nickelodeon Movies. We pan up to a bunting where the film's title: "Lincoln Loud In Coco" (with Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito) appears on one of the flags. We then pan through the O in the flag as male voice starts to narrate]
Miguel: Sometimes, I think I'm cursed. Cause it's something that happened before I was even born. See, a long time ago, there was this family. The Papa, he was a musician. He and his family would sing and dance and count their blessings. But he also had a dream: to play for the world. And one day, he left with his guitar. And never returned. And the mama, she didn't have time to cry over that walkly musician. After banishing all music from her life, she found a way to provide for her daughter. She rolled up her sleeves and she learned to make shoes. 
[We then view a pinata]
Miguel: She could've made candy or, or fireworks or sparkly underwear for wrestlers but no. She chose shoes. Then she taught her daughter to make shoes. And later, she taught her son-in-law. Then her grand-kids got roped in. As her family grew, so did the business. Music had torn her family apart. But shoes held them all together. You see that woman was my great-great grandmother. Mama Imelda, she died way before I was born. But my family still tells her story and every year on Dia de los Muertos, the Day of the Dead. And her little girl, she's my great grandmother, Mama Coco. 
[We view Mama Coco as Miguel Rivera comes in]
Miguel Rivera: Hola, Mama Coco. [kisses her] 
Mama Coco: How are you, rijo? 
Miguel: Actually, my name is Miguel. Mama Coco has trouble remembering things but it's good to talk to her anyway. So I tell her pretty much everything. 
[We view Miguel telling Mama Coco various things]
Miguel: I used to run like this, but now I run like this cause it's way faster. [in a wrestler's outfit] And the winner is... Locho Maro Coco! And the dimple on this side is not on this side. Dimple, no dimple. Dimple, no dimple.
Elena: Aye, Miguel. Eat your food.
Miguel: (narrating) My abuelita, she's Mama Coco's daughter. 
Elena: Aw, you're a twig, mijo. Have some more. 
Miguel: No, gracias. 
Elena: I ask if you would like more tamales.
Miguel: Si? 
Elena: That's what I thought you said. 
[Elena then positions the picture correctly on the shrine]  
Miguel: Abuelita runs our house just like Mama Imelda did. 
[Elena turns to see Miguel blowing into an empty bottle rhythmically and grabs it from him] 
Elena: No music! 
[A Pizza Planet truck drives by the house but Elena shuts the window]
Elena: No music! 
[Some band members walk along playing together] 
Band members: [singing in Spanish] 
Elena: No music! 
[The band members run off]  
Miguel: I think we're the only family in Mexico who hates music.
[We view the family making shoes] 
Miguel: And my family's fine with that. But, me... 
Luisa: Be back by lunch, mijo. 
Miguel: [grabbing a box like sachel] Love you, Mama. 
[Miguel exits the house and runs off] 
Miguel: I'm not like the rest of my family. 
Old Woman: Hola, Miguel. 
Miguel: Hola. 
[Miguel plays an imaginary guitar with some musicians before running. He then grabs a piece of food from a stall man]
Miguel: Mucheas Gracias! 
Stall Man: De nada, Miguel! 
[Miguel drums on some toys and knocks over a bin from which a dog named Dante appears] 
Dante: (barking) 
Miguel: Hey, Dante! [Dante falls out of the bin and does tricks] Sit. Down. Roll over. Shake. Fist bump. [throws the food in the bin for Dante] Good boy, Dante! 
[Miguel continues to run through the streets] 
Miguel: I know. I'm not supposed to love music. But it's not my fault. It's his. Ernesto de la Cruz. The greatest musician of all time. 
[We see a group of people taking photos of Ernesto's statue]
Tour Guide Woman: And here in this very plaza, the young Ernesto de la Cruz took his first steps to becoming the most beloved singer in Mexican history. 
Miguel: He started out a total nobody from Santa Cecilia, like me. But when he played music, he made people fall in love with him. He started movies, he had the coolest guitar, he could fly! And he wrote the best songs. But my all time favourite, it's...
[We view Ernesto on an escalator]
Ernesto de la Cruz: Remember me~ 
Chorus: Remember me~
Ernesto: Though I have to say goodbye~
Remember me~ 
Chrous: Remember me~
Ernesto: Don't let it make you cry~
For even if I'm far away~
I hold you in my hand~
And sing a secret song to you each night we are apart~
Remember me~
Chrous: Remember me~
Ernesto: Though I have to travel far~
Remember me~ 
Chorus: Remember me~
Ernesto: Each time you hear a sad guitar~
Know that I will do the only way that I can be~
Until you're in my arms again~ 
Miguel: He lived the kind of life you'd dream about.
Ernesto: Remember me~ 
[A man listening accidentally slips and a rope slips from his hand, causing a bell to fall on Ernesto, crushing him] 
Miguel: Until 1942. When he was crushed by a giant bell. 
[We cut back to Miguel looking at the statue] 
Miguel: I wanna be just like him. 
[Miguel runs through a cemetery and looks into a building at the guitar] 
Miguel: Sometimes, I look at de la Cruz and I get this feeling like we're connected somehow. Like if he could play music, maybe someday I could too. If it wasn't for my family. 
Lincoln Loud: Sorry to see that!
Ronnie Anne Sanitago: We're here in Mexico.
Miguel: Oh. I didn't see you guys there. Who are you? 
Lincoln Loud: I'm Lincoln Loud!
Ronnie Anne Sanitago: I'm Ronnie Anne Sanitago.
Donald: My name is Donald Duck!
José: My name is José Carioca!
Panchito: And my name is Panchito Romero Miguel Junipero Francisco Quintero Gonzalez!
Donald: How do you say that again?
José: And how did you get such a long name?
My name is Panchito Romero Miguel Junipero Francisco Quintero Gonzalez
My mother Maria was born in Bahia
The daughter of grandpa Morales
His name was José and later one day
He married my grandma you see
Her name was Sophia and she had Maria
Maria then later had me
My great aunt Michelle had a sister Raquel
Whose maiden name used to be Alice
She was growing up, too, in Lima, Peru
and married Roberto Gonzalez
While he had Raquel, they had Miguel
Who grew up in Ecuador, see
Then he moved to Bahia and married Maria
And he and Maria had me
Ay, yi, yi, yi
He’s Panchito Romero Miguel Junipero Gonzalez
Why, why, oh, why
José: You have a first name, they're really too long
Panchito: I'll try to explain so follow along
And my father and mother, they married each other
The best man was cousin Romero
The minister came and went by the name
of Father Francisco Quintero
Well, it turns out my mother, her favorite brother
was called Junipero, you see
So my father and mother, the priest and the brother
are names that were given to me
José: That's why he’s Panchito Romero Miguel Junipero Francisco Quintero Gonzalez
Panchito: Descended from family in Mexico,
Chile, Brazil and a couple in Dallas
And when I go out and people all shout,
"Who could that possibly be?"
Why Panchito Romero Miguel Junipero Francisco Quintero Gonzalez
that's me!
Miguel: Nice to meet you guys.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: We're very sorry about your family's hatred for music. 
Miguel: It's not your faults. That's just the way my family is so... [sighs] I just have to deal with it unfortunately. 
Guitar Player: Ay-yi-yi, muchacho. 
Miguel: Huh? 
Guitar Player: I asked for a shoe shine not your life story. 
Miguel: Oh, yeah. Sorry. I just can't really talk about any of this at home so... 
Donald: Look, if I were you, I'd march right up to my family and say "Hey! I'm a musician! Deal with it!". 
Miguel: I could never say that. 
Lincoln Loud: You're a musician!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah!
Musician: Ooh, la la! Young amour! This calls for... música! [But before he and his two companions can perform...]
Lincoln Loud: No, no! Please, no música. [The three musicians dejectedly walk away.]
Miguel: I don't know. I mean, I only really play for myself. 
Jose Carioca: Ah, my friend did de la Cruz become the world's best musician by hiding his sweet, sweet skills? No! He walked out onto that plaza and he played out loud!
Guitar Player: Donald and his friends are right. [looking at the plaza where a poster is being set up] Ah, mira! Mira! They're setting up for tonight! The music competition for Dia de Muertos. 
Panchito: If you wanna be like your hero, Miguel, you should sign up. 
Miguel: Nuh-uh. My family would freak.
Lincoln Loud: Look, if you're too scared, then well, have fun making shoes. 
[Miguel pauses but is still reluctant] 
Guitar Player: Come on. What did de la Cruz always say? 
Miguel: Sieze your moment?
Donald: (hands Miguel an guitar) Let's see what you got. (Miguel drops his brush) We could be your first audience.
Jose Carioca: Yeah, kid, give it a try. 
[Miguel smiles and is about to start strumming when...] 
Abuelita Elena: Miguel!
Miguel: (Panics and gives back the guitar and turns around to see his family walking towards him) Abuelita!
Abuelita Elena: What are you doing here? (Abuelita takes out her shoe) You leave my grandson alone.
Guitar Player: Don't hurt me, ma'am! 
What they said! I was getting a shoe shine.
Abuelita Elena: I know your tricks Mariachis. [to Miguel] What did they say to you?
Miguel: They were just showing me their guitar.
Miguel's family: (gasps)
Tio Berto: Shame on you.
Abuelita Elena: My grandson is a sweet little angelito querido cielito. He wants no part of your music mariachis. You keep away from him.
(Everyone runs away. Abuelita Elena puts her shoe back on)
Abuelita Elena: Ay, pobrecito! Estas bien, mijo. You know better than to be here in this place. You will come home. Now.
[Miguel looks down sadly and grabs a poster before running to catch up with his family] 
Tio Berto: How many times have we told you? That plaza is crawling with mariachis.
Miguel: Yes, Tío (uncle) Berto. (Dante come out.) No, no, no, no, no.
Abuelita: Hey, go away, you. Go!
Miguel: It's just Dante.
Abuelita: (throws her shoe at Dante.) Never name a street dog. They'll follow you forever. Now, go get my shoe.
[Back with the Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck and his Latin friends]
Donald Duck: Who does that crazy lady think she is?!
Jose Carioca: That was Elena! Shoving her shoe in our faces like that and just when we were getting know Miguel too?! 
Panchito: Well, amigos, mariachis of Mexico are renounced for using their shoe as a weapon so technically she had the right idea, though I have to agree with you about her issue with music. 
Lincoln Loud: Well then, let's go find to see Miguel again without getting caught by his family. 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: That's a great idea Lincoln!
[Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito run off towards the shoe shop. Meanwhile, at said shop, Miguel is put on a stool] 
Elena: I found your son in Mariachi Plaza. 
Enrique: (sighs) Ay, Miguel. 
Luisa: You know how Abuelita feels about the plaza. 
Miguel: I was just shining shoes. 
Tio Berto: A musician's shoes. And some people and whacky characters were talking to him too. 
[The family look up in shock] 
Miguel: But the plaza is where all the foot traffic is. 
Enrique: If Abuelita says no more plaza, then no more plaza. 
Miguel: But what about tonight?
Franco: What's tonight?
Miguel: Well, they're having this talent show. [Elena glares as she hears this] And I thought I might...
Luisa: Sign up? 
Miguel: Well, maybe? 
Rosa: [chuckles] You have to have talent to be in a talent show. 
Abel: [chuckles] What are you gonna do? Shine shoes? [a shoe that got stuck in the ceiling hits him on the head] Ugh! 
Elena: It's Dia de los Muertos. [handing flowers to Miguel] No one is going anywhere. Tonight is about family. [Miguel spits out petals as she shoves him outside] Offrenda room. Vamanos. 
[She leads Miguel to the Offrenda room and pushes Mama Coco inside before kissing her and leading him over to the shrine]
Elena: Don't give me that look. Dia de los Muertos is the one night of the year our ancestors can come visit us. We put their photos on the offrenda so their spirits can cross over. That is very important. If we don't put them up, they can't come! We made all this food set up with things they loved in life, mijo. All this work to bring the family together. I don't want you sneaking off to who knows where. [gasps seeing Miguel trying to sneak away] Where are you going?
Miguel: I thought we were done. 
Elena: (groans in frustration as she yanks Miguel back to the shrine) Ay, dios mio. 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?
Elena: Never mention that man. He's better off forgotten.
Miguel: But you're the one who... I was just... But... I w...
Elena: [shushes him] 
Mama Coco: Papa? Papa is home? 
Elena: Mama. Calmente. Calmente. 
Mama Coco: Papa is coming home? 
Elena: No, Mama. It's okay. I'm here. 
Mama Coco: Who are you?
Elena: Ay… rest, Mama. I’m hard on you because I care, Miguel. [sees he's gone] Miguel? Miguel? (sigh heavily) Ay. What are we going to do with that boy? (laughs), you’re right. That's just what he needs.
[Later, Tio Berto is unloading fabric from a truck. Unbeknownst to him, the Irelanders are sneaking their way into the yard]
Lincoln Loud: Are we gonna with this Ronnie Anne? 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Look, there's a dog over there.  
[They sneak over to Dante who sits up hearing music] 
Donald Duck: I thought he's heard something!
Jose Carioca: It's Dante!
[Dante climbs up some sacks and bricks into a tree with Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito following onto a roof. He scratches himself before the music is heard again. They climb up to the store sign]
[They move the sign and peek in to see Miguel who panics but calms down] 
Miguel: Wah! 
Dante: (barks)
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Relax, Miguel. It's us. 
Miguel: Oh, it's you. Get in here. Come on, guys. Hurry up. 
[One by one they squeeze their way inside]
Miguel: [sighs] You're gonna get me in trouble, guys. Someone could hear me. 
Panchito: Come on amigo. How could anyone hear you from here? This place looks soundproof enough.
Miguel: [draws a nose on his homemade guitar's hilt and sighs] I wish someone wanted to hear me. [tunes the guitar with a set of pliers] Other than you. 
Dante: [barks and licks Miguel's face] 
Miguel: (pushes him off laughing) Ew, okay! [strums the guitar] Perfecto.
Jose Carioca: That was good for a start.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: We think you'd make a great musician, Miguel. 
Miguel: Thanks. Follow me. There's something I wanna show you. 
[He pushes some dusty white curtains aside, revealing a whole lot of Ernesto de la Cruz merchandise and records] 
Donald Duck: Wow!!!! Look at all this merchandise and records. 
Lincoln Loud: If I didn't know any better, I'd say this Ernesto de la Cruz guy has been an inspiration to many people for quite some time. 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah. It's such a shame he had to die so soon when that bell crushed him in 1942. 
Lincoln Loud: Well, at least he still lives on in our memories. 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: You know, Miguel, you and your family remind me so much of me and my family. 
Miguel: Really? How so?
[Panchito removes his guitar from his back and shows it to Miguel] 
Miguel: [gasps] You're a musician too?
Panchito: Si. You see, my Papa wanted me to be a bullfighter like him and the rest of our family. "Music is not work fit for a Sanchez bullfighter!" he would say. 
Miguel: Did your family ban music too? 
Panchito: [chuckles] No. Most of the members of my family were bullfighters. 
Lincoln Loud: Did you know that the history of Mexico is in her flag?
Panchito: Oh, yes. You see, many hundreds of years ago, the god of the Aztecs commanded them to build a big city where they would find an eagle destroying a serpent. But when they find this eagle, he was sitting on a cactus, on top of a rock, way out in the middle of a lake. Caramba, to build a city here would be almost impossible. But they built and built and built some more, until today, believe or not, the lake is full of Mexico City.
Miguel: [gasps] Then what happened?
Jose Carioca: Donald and I are headed to Bahia!
Lincoln Loud: You guys do!
Jose Carioca: Si muchachos! Have you been to Baía, Donald?
Donald: No!
José: No? Well, let's go
If you go to Baía, my friend, you'll never return.
Muita sorte teve,
Muita sorte tem,Muita sorte teráHave you been to Baía, Donald?
Donald: Uh-uh!
José: Well, let's go!
They have vatapá,
Donald: What's that?
José: They have caruru,
Donald: Is that so?
José: They have munguzá,
Donald: Munguzá?
José: Do you like to do samba?
Donald: Oh, sure!
José: Nas sacadas dos sobrados
Da velha São SalvadorHá lembranças de donzelas,Do tempo do ImperadorTudo, tudo na BaíaFaz a gente querer bemA Baía tem um jeito,Que nenhuma terra tem!José: Have you been to Baía, Donald?
Donald: No!
José: No? Well, let's go
When you go to Baía, my friend, you'll never return!
Muita sorte teve,Muita sorte tem,Muita sorte teráDonald: Have you been to Baía?
(ends abruptly)
José: No! Forgive me fellas.
Miguel: Wow. I never know that that was possible. 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Hurry guys Ernesto de la Cruz is on!
[He lights some candles with another candle and puts it up in front of the Remember Me record case. He picks up his homemade guitar and looks at the case again before striking the same pose. He puts a video titled "Best of De La Cruz" into an old television which he turns on]
Ernesto: (on TV) I have to sing. I have to play. The music, it's not just in me. It is me. When life gets me down, I play my guitar. The rest of the world may follow the rules but I must follow my heart. You know that feeling, like there's a song in the air and it's playing just for you?
[Miguel watches Ernesto strum his guitar on screen and does the same thing] 
Ernesto: A feeling so close~
You could reach out and touch it~
I never knew I could want something so much~
But it’s true~
[Ronnie Anne Santiago joins in the strumming with Miguel]
Ernesto: (on TV) You must have faith, sister.
Nun: Oh, but Padre, he will never listen.
Ernesto: He will listen to music! (singing) Only a song, only a song~
Has the power to change a heart~
(speaking)  Never underestimate the power of music.
[Ronnie Anne and Miguel continue strumming as everyone else gently sways to the music]
Nun: But my father, he will never give his permission.
Ernesto: I am done asking permission. When you see your moment, you mustn’t let it pass you by. You must seize it.
Man: Senor de la Cruz, what did it take for you to seize your moment?
Ernesto: I had to have faith in my dream. No one was going to hand it to me. It was up to me to reach for that dream. Grab it tight… [with Miguel and Manolo] and make it come true.
[The screen turns to static]
Panchito: See, Miguel? You wanna be like your hero, then you have to try. You must try. 
Lincoln Loud: Panchito's right Miguel what do you see? 
Miguel: "Always play from the heart, heart shape Maria". 
Maria: [chuckles] Wrote it myself. 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: (laughing) Awesome!
[Miguel looks at the poster for the talent show and gets an idea] 
Miguel: No more hiding, guys. I gotta seize my moment.
Dante: (barks)
Panchito: That's the spirit amigo!
Miguel: I’m gonna play in Mariachi Plaza if it kills me.
Lincoln Loud: But whatever you do, you must not let your family catch you trying to sneak off. 
Miguel: Got it.
[Later, at sunset, children wearing skeleton face paint run by the shop carrying sparklers and Elena opens the doors]
Abuelita Elena: Dia de los Muertos has begun!
[Abel's two younger brothers pour marigold petals out of buckets] 
Luisa: No, no, no, no, no. We have to make a clear path. The petals guide our ancestors home. We don't want their spirits to get lost. We want them to come and enjoy all food and drinks on ofrenda.
[Unbeknownst to anyone, Miguel, Dante and the Irelanders are trying to sneak away. They climb down to the ground using crates and sacks, but are startled when they see Enrique and Berto coming with a table] 
Enrique: Mama! (Miguel gasp.) Where should we put this table?
Donald Duck: Oh no! 
Elena: In the courtyard, mijos.
Enrique: You want it down by the kitchen?
Elena: Si, eh, next to the other one.
[Miguel, Dante and the Irelanders try to evade them but to no avail. They enter the offrenda room and Miguel slides his guitar under the table with Dante and the Irelanders] 
Miguel: Get under, get under!
Abuelita Elena: Miguel?
Miguel: Uh, nothing. Mama, Papa, I…
Enrique: Miguel, your abuelita had the most wonderful idea. We've all decided... [putting an apron on Miguel] it’s time you joined us in the workshop!
Miguel: What?
Enrique: No more shining shoes. You will be making them, every day, after school.
Abuelita Elena: Oh, our Miguel-it-ititito carrying on the family tradition. And on Dia de los Muertos! Your ancestors would be so proud. You’ll craft huaraches just like your Tía (aunt) Victoria.
Enrique: And wing tips just like your Papa Julio.
Miguel: But what if I’m no good at making shoes?
Enrique: Ay, Miguel. You have your family here to guide you. You are a Rivera. And a Rivera is?
Miguel: A shoemaker… through and through.
Enrique: (hugging Miguel) That’s my boy! Haha! [heads out with Elena and Luisa] Berto! Break out the good stuff! I wanna make a toast!
Elena: (kisses Miguel and heads out)
Miguel: (chuckles nervously and sighs with relief) 
[Just then, the table clangs and Miguel turns to see the Irelanders struggling to stop Dante from eating the food on the offrenda]
Miguel: Dante! No, Dante, stop!
[They try to yank Dante off but as they do, the offrenda shakes. Eventually, Dante lets go and Miguel and the Irelanders land in a heap on the floor. Mama Imelda's picture falls from the top of the offrenda. Miguel and the Irelanders try to catch it but it shatters on the floor] 
Miguel: [gasps] Ah! No, no, no, no, no! No.
Lincoln Loud: The picture's broken!
[They seen that part of the picture has indeed been folded back. They unfold it revealing a guitar]
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Mama Coco's dad is holding a guitar. 
Lincoln Loud: I'm guessing that that's part of the reason this family hates music. 
[Miguel looks at the guitar's hilt wide-eyed] 
Miguel: Is that Ernesto de la Cruz’ guitar?
Mama Coco: Ah? Papa?
Miguel: Mama Coco. Is your Papa Ernesto de la Cruz?
Mama Coco: Papa! Papa!
[Miguel and the Irelanders look at the photo again. They head into the room behind the sign with the Ernesto de La Cruz merchandise and records in it and grab the Remember Me record case] 
Panchito: Miguel, do you know what this means?
Miguel: I do now!
[He looks at the photo and compares it to the hilt on the record case]
Miguel: Haha!
[Later, he, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito run across the roof to tell his family the news] 
Miguel: Mama, Papa! It’s him! I know who my great-great-grandfather was!
Luisa: Miguel! Get down from there!
Miguel: Mama Coco’s father was Ernesto de la Cruz!
Enrique: What are you talking about?
Miguel: I’m gonna be a musician!
[Later, a record player, records and Miguel's homemade guitar are thrown in front of him as he looks sheepishly at his family] 
Abuelita Elena: What is all this? You keep secrets from your own family?
Berto Rivera: That time he spends in the plaza.
Gloria Rivera: Filled his head with crazy fantasies.
Miguel Rivera: It's not a fantasy! That man was Ernesto De la Cruz, the greatest musician of all time.
Enrique Rivera: We never know anything about this man! But whoever he was he still abandoned his family. This no future for my son.
Miguel Rivera: But Papa, you said my family would guide me. Well de la Cruz is my family. I'm supposed to play music.
Donald Duck: Yeah! Let Miguel follow his dream! 
Abuelita Elena: Never! That man's music was a curse! I will not allow it! 
Lincoln Loud: That's not true!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: That's ridiculous!
Miguel: If you would just let me... 
Luisa Rivera: Miguel!
Enrique Rivera: You will listen to your family! Your friends too. No more music.
Miguel: Just listen to me play. 
Enrique: End of argument!
[Miguel starts to strum but Elena snatches the guitar from him] 
Elena: You want to end up like that man? Forgotten? Left off your family's offrenda?
Miguel: I don't care if I'm on some stupid offrenda!
Riveras: [gasps]
[Elena looks at the guitar and gets ready to hit the ground with it]
Jose Carioca: I've got a bad feeling about this!
Donald Duck: Oh no!!!!
Enrique: Mama! 
[Elena smashes the guitar on the ground much to Miguel's horror] 
Elena: There! No guitar, no music. 
Miguel: (sniffing) 
Elena: Oh come. You’ll feel better after you eat with your family.
Miguel: I don't want to be in this family! 
[Miguel grabs the photo from his father and runs away] 
Enrique: Miguel! Miguel! 
Lincoln Loud: Miguel, wait! Wait!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Should we follow him guys!
Panchito: Okay amigos!
[He hurries to catch up with the others as they run after Miguel who wipes away a tear as he runs, passing Dante on the way. Eventually, they arrive in Mariachi Plaza where the talent show is underway. They head over to a woman wearing skeleton facepaint] 
Miguel: I-I wanna play in the plaza. Like de la Cruz. C-can I still sign up?
Woman: You got an instrument?
Miguel: No. But if I can borrow a guitar.
Woman: Musicians gotta bring their own instruments. You find a guitar, kid, I’ll put you on the list.
[Miguel runs up to a woman with a guitar] 
Miguel: Hey, excuse me, can I borrow your guitar?
Woman: Sorry, muchaco.
[Miguel walks to a man playing a guitar] 
Miguel: You guys have a spare guitar?
Man: No.
[Miguel approaches a band] 
Miguel: I need a guitar just for a little bit.
Band Player: Get outta here, kid.
Miguel: (sighs) 
[As Miguel and the Irelanders head away from the band, a shadow passes over them and they find themselves staring at Ernesto's statue] 
Lincoln Loud: If Ernesto were here, he would've known what to do. 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah. He would've understood Miguel better than the rest of his family ever could. 
Donald Duck: Now I can see why Manolo said that the Riveras and the Sanchezes had so much in common. 
Jose Carioca: Except that the Sanchezes don't ban music. 
Panchito: That's true. But we need to ask ourselves: what would Ernesto do?
Miguel: [to the statue] Senorita Posada is right, great-great grandfather. What am I supposed to do?
[The camera pans down to the phrase "Seize your moment!" - Ernesto De La Cruz at the base of the statue. Miguel looks at the photo of the guitar and then at the statue's guitar hilt as a firework erupts behind and smirks, getting an idea] 
[Later, Miguel, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito make their way through the cemetery to Ernesto's shrine] 
Dante: (barking)
Miguel: No, no, no, no. Dante, stop. Cllate, shh.
[Miguel picks up a chicken leg from a nearby grave and throws it. Dante chases after it. Miguel, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito head over to the shrine and look inside at Ernesto's guitar] 
Donald Duck: Miguel, you do realize that taking what's not yours is considered stealing right?
Miguel: I know but you saw what the statue said. And what Ernesto says is true, when you see your moment you must not let it pass you by, you must seize and that's what I'm going to do. 
Lincoln Loud: There's only one thing we can get inside!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: I know! Look Miguel, if someone catches us then don't blame us. 
[Miguel climbs up on the windowsill and tries to push the window open but it's locked. He looks up at fireworks exploding in the sky and gets ready to break the window open] 
Miguel: I'm sorry. 
[Miguel elbows the window open causing the lock to fall to the floor. He and the Irelanders slip inside and approach the guitar as quietly as possible. Miguel jumps up on the coffin but moves the lid slightly, which startles him]
Miguel: [gasps]
[He looks at the guitar and puts his fingers on the strings wide-eyed. He moves some dust off the guitar to see his reflection before looking up at the picture of Ernesto] 
Miguel: Senor de la Cruz. Please don’t be mad. I-I’m Miguel. Your great-great-grandson. [picks up the guitar] I-I need to borrow this. Our family thinks music is a curse. None of them understand. But I know you would have. You would have told me to follow my heart. To seize my moment. So, if it’s all right with you… I’m gonna play in the Plaza. Just like you did!
[Miguel strums the guitar and marigold petals fly into the air for a moment then drop back to the ground] 
Donald Duck: (quacks) What happened?
Jose Carioca: Miguel strummed the guitar and marigold petals flew into the air, that's what happened. 
Panchito: Yeah amigo, but why did that happen? 
Lincoln Loud: I think we're ghosts.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: And skeletons too!
Guard: The guitar! It's gone!
Miguel: [gasps] 
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito: (gasps)
Guard 2: What’s going on?
Guard 3: Somebody stole de la Cruz’ guitar.
Woman: The window is broken, look!
Miguel: (panting) 
Lincoln Loud: Let's get out of here Miguel!
[They look to see a guard opening the doors and shining his torch into the shrine] 
Guard: All right, who’s in there?
Miguel: I’m sorry, i-it’s not what it looks like. De la Cruz is my… (gasp)
[The guard walks straight through Miguel, causing him to glow orange]
Donald Duck: Uh-oh!
Guard: There’s nobody here!
[He puts the guitar back on the pegs. Miguel Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago and the Three Caballeros run out of the shrine and step out of the way of more oncoming people. Miguel tries to grab a woman's arm but his hand goes straight through it]
Miguel: Ah!
Jose Carioca: We'd better get outta here! 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: You heard him! Run! 
[Miguel, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito run on through the graveyard. They hear Luisa's voice as she and Enrique come into view] 
Luisa: Miguel! 
Miguel: Mama!
[Miguel runs to hugh them but he slips straight through them] 
Enrique: Miguel, come home! Where are you, Miguel?
Miguel: [yelps]
[Miguel, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald Jose and Panchito land in a heap in a newly made grave. They look up to see a shadowy figure looking at them from above]
Woman: Dios mio, little boy and friends! Are you okay? Here, let me help you.
[She offers a hand and they grab it. She then pulls them out of the grave]
Miguel: Thanks. I… (sees the woman as a living skeleton) Aaah!
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito: (screaming)
Woman: (screaming) 
[Miguel and the others run off only to bump into one skeleton after another, even causing one's head to fall off into Miguel's hands]
Miguel: Aah!
Skeleton man: Do you mind?
Miguel: Aah!
Skeleton man: Aah!
[Miguel throws the head back to the body and multiple skeletons surround him and the others but they manage to escape and hide behind a gravestone. They peak out and look at skeletons doing various things] 
Skeleton couple: [laughing]
[They look see a male skeleton putting some food and a bottle in a basket. They then see another skeleton couple watching a little girl and her mother] 
Old Female Skeleton: Look how big she’s getting.
Old Male skeleton: [laughs] 
Donald Duck: HEY!!!!! What in the heck did that guitar do to us?! 
Jose Carioca: Now calm down Donald! I'm sure that there's a reasonable explanation for all this. 
Miguel: (panting as he slaps himself to see if he's dreaming but then Dante licks him startling him) Uh! Dante? You can see us?
Lincoln Loud: Wait, if we're invisible to other people how come he can see us? 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: I don't know! There must be something special about him that we don't know yet.
Dante: (barking) 
Miguel: Wait! What’s going on? Dante! Dante!
[Dante runs off with Miguel and the Irelanders in hot pursuit] 
Donald Duck: I think he's trying to lead us somewhere. 
[They run on after Dante but bump into another skeleton, this one being Miguel's Papa Julio, shattering him to pieces upon impact] 
Miguel: Oh, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.
Julio: Miguel?
Jose Carioca: Wait, you look familiar. And how do you know his name?
Skeleton Woman 1: Miguel?
Skeleton Woman 2: Miguel? 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: That was his great family for a long time ago!
[Julio's pieces reassemble themselves and his body puts his head back on] 
Julio: Y-you’re here! Here here. And you and your friends can see us?
Donald Duck: Yeah! We're as surprised as you are, bonehead.
Lincoln Loud: We don't know how it happened but... 
Female skeleton 1: Our Miguelitititito! [hugs Miguel] 
Miguel: (muffled) Remind me how I know you?  
Female skeleton 1: We’re your family, mijo.
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito: What?
Miguel: (gasps and recognizes the skeleton from the photo on the offrenda) Tía Rosita?
Rosita: Si. 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: (Bloom's voice) You know her?
Miguel: Yes. I remember from the photo on the offrenda. [turns his attention to the male skeleton who's got his head on backwards but the second female skeleton puts it the right way round so he's facing Miguel] Papá Julio?
Julio: Hola! 
[Miguel looks at the second female skeleton and recognizes her as well]
Miguel: Tía Vic…toria?
Tía Victoria: They don't seem entirely dead.
[A girl runs right through Miguel] 
Miguel: Ah!
Jose Carioca: We're not quite alive either amigos!
Julio: We need Mama Imelda. She’ll know how to fix this.
Male voice: Oye (Hey)!
[Two more male skeletons run into view]
Tio Oscar (left one): It’s Mama Imelda!
Tio Felipe (Right one): She couldn’t cross over!
Tio Oscar (Left one): She’s stuck!
Tio Felipe (Right one): On the other side!
Miguel: Tío Oscar? Tío Felipe?
Oscar: Oh, hey, Miguel.
Both: [gasp]
Victoria: I have a feeling this has something to do with you and your friends.
Rosita: But if Mama Imelda can’t come to us…
Julio: [grabbing Miguel by the arm and running off with him] Then we are going to her! Vamonos!
[They head off after Miguel and Julio who lead them to a bridge made of marigold petals. They pass through an invisible wall, all but Miguel who stops]
Miguel: Whoa.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Come on, Miguel, it’s-it’s okay.
Julio: Yeah, what she said. 
[Miguel passes through the invisible wall and walks along the marigold petal bridge with his family and Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito. He picks up a handful of petals and they blow into the air. He then sees Dante further ahead of him and runs to catch up]
Dante: (barking)
Miguel: Dante? Dante! Dante, wait up!
[Miguel catches up to Dante who rolling around in the petals]
Miguel: You gotta stay with us, boy. [Dante sneezes petals onto him] You don’t know… where…
[Miguel looks on in wonder as there, right in front of him is the Land of the Dead. He looks down to see more marigold petal bridges with skeletons walking back and forth across them in amazement] 
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito: Whoa!
Miguel: This isn’t a dream, then. You’re all really out there.
Victoria: You thought we weren’t?
Miguel: Oh, I don’t know. I thought it might have been one of those made-up things… that adults tell kids, like… vitamins.
Jorge Sánchez: Miguel, vitamins are a real thing.
Miguel: Well, now I’m thinking maybe they could be.
Donald Duck: Even so, this is turning out to be the start of an amazing adventure.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: No, no Pato Donald! This weekend's all about you guys. Come on, we have a lot of catching up to do. 
[A skeleton girl sees them and points]
Mother Skeleton: Mija, it’s not nice to stare at- (see Miguel, they run) Ay, Santa Ma…!
[Just then, giant Alebrijes fly, jump, crawl and flutter into view, landing on a plinth] 
Lincoln Loud: Look at him go guys!
Jose Carioca: Yes my friend, it's Alebrijes!
Miguel: Alebrijes!
Tio Oscar: No, Kim. Your amigos are right. Those are real alebrijes. Spirit creatures.
Rosita: They guide souls on their journey.
Tio Felipe: Watch your step, they make cacitas everywhere.
PA: Welcome back to the Land of the Dead. Please have all offerings ready for re-entry.
Arrival Agent: Welcome back. Anything to declare?
Man: Some churros, from my family.
Arrival Agent: How wonderful!
[The heroes line up behind the rest of the queue] 
Department Agent: Next family, please.
Donald Duck: What is with that guy?
[A skeleton couple are scanned by the department agent and their photos appear on a scanner's screen] 
Department Agent: Oh, your photos are in your son’s ofrenda. Have a great visit.
Skeleton Couple: Gracias. [walk over to the bridge]
PA: And remember to return before sunrise. Enjoy your visit!
Lincoln Loud: It looks like they're checking if their pictures are on the ofrendas. Fascinating.
Department Agent: Next? [scans a skeleton man with braces and his photo comes up on the screen] Your photo’s on your dentist’s ofrenda. Enjoy your visit.
Skeleton Man: Grashiash. [walks off] 
Department Agent: Next?
[A male skeleton disguised as a female skeleton named Hector struts into view] 
Hector: (in disguise) Yes, it is I, Frida Kahlo. Shall we skip the scanner? I’m on so many ofrendas it will just overwhelm your blinky-thingy.
[The department agent scans him but an X appears on the screen] 
Department Agent: Well, shoot. Looks like no one put up your photo… Frida?
Hector: [putting his original body parts back on] Okay, when I said I was Frida, just now… That. That was a lie. And I apologize for doing that.
Department Agent: No photo on an ofrenda, no crossing the bridge.
Hector: You know what? I’m just gonna zip right over. You won’t even know I’m gone.
[Hector runs to the bridge jumping over a security guard on the way. He only makes it half way up the bridge but begins sinking into the petals]
Guard: Hey!
Hector: Haha! Almost… there… Just a little… further… Ugh.
Guard: Upsy daisy. [drags him away with another security guard] 
Hector: Fine. Okay. Fine, who cares? Dumb flower bridge!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Who's that?
Jorge Sánchez: That was Hector. He's been trying to get over that bridge every Day of the Dead since he got here. 
Rosita: Aw, I don’t know what I’d do if no one put up my foto.
Arrival Agent: [off-screen] Next?
Rosita: Oh! Come, mijo and friends. it’s our turn.
Arrival Agent: Welcome back, amigo. Anything to declare?
Julio: A-as a matter of fact… [presenting Miguel and the others] Yes. (crackles nervously)
Miguel: Hola. 
[The arrival agent's jaw falls off]
Anita Sánchez: La Muerte, Xibalba and the Candle Maker will be most pleased to hear you are back in the Land of the Dead, amigos. 
Panchito: That's good to hear.
[Moments later, they are walking across a bridge in a cable car station] 
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito: Whoa. 
[Skeletons stare and look at them in shock and bewilderment as they pass] 
Tio Oscar: [sighs] I miss my nose.
Lincoln Loud: You okay Oscar?
Tio Oscar: I'm fine!
[They lead the heroes into the Department of Family Reunions where dozens of skeletons are trying to resolve travel issues] 
Skeleton Man: Come on, help us out, amigo. We gotta get to a dozen ofrendas tonight.
Skeleton Woman: We are not visiting your ex-wife, Stanley, for Dia de Muertos.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: What's her problem?
Female Skeleton Agent: I’m sorry, señorita, it says here no one put up your photo.
Mama Imelda: My family always, always put my photo up in the ofrenda. (take her boot off and bash it at the computer) That devil box tells you nothing but lies!
Julio: Mama Imelda?
[Mama Imelda spins around and aims her shoe at him but then realizes who she's looking at]
Mama Imelda: Oh, mi familia (my family). They wouldn’t let me cross the bridge. Tell this woman and her devil box that my photo is in the ofrenda.
Julio: Well, w-we never made it to the ofrenda.
Mama Imelda: What?
Julio: We ran into a… um…
[The others step aside revealing Miguel and his friends Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito who look at Imelda. Her photo pops up for a split-second before cutting back to Imelda herself] 
Mama Imelda: (gasps) Miguel?
Miguel: (sheepishly waves) Mama Imelda. (nervous chuckle)
Mama Imelda: (suspiciously while putting her hands on her hips) What is going on?
Skeleton man: You the Rivera family?
[Everyone looks at him as the computer explodes. Moments later] 
Skeleton man: Well, you’re all cursed.
Everyone: (gasps) 
Miguel, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito: What?! 
Skeleton man: (grabbing some paper work from a pile on his desk) Dia de los Muertos is a night to give to the dead. You stole from the dead.
Miguel: But we weren’t stealing the guitar.
Mama Imelda: Guitar?
Miguel: It was my great-great-grandfather’s. He would have wanted me to have it.
Mama Imelda: Ah-ah-ah! We do not speak of that musician. He is dead to this family.
[Dante sniffs the food on the man's desk and starts licking it]
Miguel: Uh, you’re all dead.
Skeleton Man: [sneezes] I am sorry, uh, who’s alebrije is that?
Miguel: [pulls Dante off the desk] That's just Dante. 
Rosita: (gesturing to some alebrijes outside) He sure doesn’t look like an alebrije.
Oscar: He just looks like a plain old dog.
Felipe: Or a sausage someone dropped in a barbershop.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Look, we don't know how he can see us even when that guitar made us invisible to other people.
Skeleton man: Whatever he is, I am- achoo! terribly allergic.
Panchito: But Dante doesn’t have any hair.
Skeleton Man: [taping his glasses to his face so they won't fall off] And I don’t have a nose and yet here we are. Achoo!
Lincoln Loud: Bless you! Miguel, we told you taking the guitar was a bad idea but did you listen?! No! 
Mama Imelda: But none of this explains why I couldn’t cross over.
Miguel: Oh... [nervously chuckles as he shows the photo to her] 
Riveras: (gasps)
Mama Imelda: You took my photo off the ofrenda?
Miguel: It was an accident.
Mama Imelda: How do we send him and his friends back?
Skeleton Man: Well, since it’s a family matter… The way to undo a family curse is to get your family’s blessing.
Miguel: That’s it?
Skeleton Man: Get your family’s blessing and everything should go back to normal. But you’ve gotta do it by sunrise.
Jose Carioca: What happens at sunrise?
Julio: Hjole, your hands, hooves, talons, paws and wheels!
[Miguel and the Irelanders look to see their index fingers, hooves, talons, paws and wheels are turning to bones and rust much to their shock] 
Miguel: Aah! 
Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito: [gasps] 
[Miguel is about to faint but Julio catches him and slaps him awake]
Julio: Whoa, Miguel. Can’t have you fainting on us.
Donald Duck: Yeah! But this is freaky. If we don't get your blessing before sunrise we practically become one of you! 
Skeleton Man: But not to worry. Your family is here. You can get your blessing right now. Cempasuchil, cempasuchil. Aha! Perdon, senora.
Rosita: Oh. 
Skeleton Man: [picks a marigold petal off Rosita's dress and gives it to Imelda] Now, you look at the living and say his name.
Mama Imelda: Miguel. 
Skeleton Man: Nailed it. Now say "I give you and your friends my blessing."
Mama Imelda: I give you and your friends my blessing.
[The petal glows as she continues]
Mama Imelda: I give you all my blessing to go home… To put my photo back on the ofrenda… And to never play music again.
Miguel: What?
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito: What?! 
Miguel: She can’t do that!
Skeleton Man: Well, technically, she can add any condition she wants.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Well, technically, she can add any condition she wants. Let's just get this over with!
Panchito: Except not to play music from this moment on. 
Miguel: (sighs in frustration) Fine.
Skeleton Man: Then you hand the petal to Miguel.
[Imelda hands the petal to Miguel who touches it before he and the Irelanders dissolve into marigold petals and find themselves back in Ernesto's shrine] 
Miguel: (laughs happily and looks outside) Ha! No skeletons.
Lincoln Loud: The blessings worked! We're not invisible anymore!
Miguel: (looks at his finger which is back to normal and laughs but then smirks and looks at the guitar again) [picks up the guitar again] Mariachi Plaza, here I come. 
[He, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito start to run out of the shrine but find themselves back in the Land of the Dead as they bump into piles of paperwork] 
Miguel: Oof! 
Donald Duck: That didn't work! [The Riveras turn and see them] 
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito: Miguel! 
Mama Imelda: Two seconds and you already break your promise.
Miguel: This isn’t fair, it’s my life. You already had yours. [picks up a marigold petal] Papa Julio, I ask for your blessing. Tía Rosita? Oscar? Felipe? Tía Victoria?
Mama Imelda: Don't make this hard for you, Mijo. You go home my way or no way.
Miguel: You really hate music that much?
Ronnie Anne Santiago: What is wrong with you?! Why should he give up what he loves just to go home? 
Mama Imelda: This is a family matter. You are not family!
Jose Carioca: That's not true. Friends can be considered family! 
Mama Imelda: You will not speak to me that way! None of you, this is none of your business! I will not let him go down the same path he did. 
[Miguel turns taking the photo out of his pocket and looking at the folded back section of Mama Coco's mystery father holding the guitar again, gets an idea]
Miguel: The same path he did. He’s family.
Victoria: Listen to your Mama Imelda.
Oscar: She’s just looking out for you.
Rosita: Be reasonable.
Miguel: Con permiso, I need to visit the rest room. 
[He exits the room] 
Miguel: Be right back.
Skeleton Man: Ah, should we tell him there are no restrooms in the Land of the Dead?
Lincoln Loud: [realizing what Miguel is trying to do] Uh, amigos? Why don't we all step outside? You know, for some fresh air? Maybe that'll ease your tempers, eh? 
Donald Duck: Good idea Lincoln!
[The Riveras teleports out of the room to Miguel and Dante who are hiding next to the stairs. They look up at the Riveras talking to an officer up above] 
Miguel: (gasps)
Panchito: We've gotta get outta here before they see us! Anyone see an exit? 
[Miguel sees the entrance a short distance away and pulls his hood over his head] 
Miguel: Vamanos. 
[They start to make their way to the entrance] 
Guard: We got a family looking for a living boy and a bunch of whacky characters.
Miguel: I wanna be a musician, I need a musician’s blessing. We gotta find my great-great-grandpa.
[A skeleton guard stops him by grabbing his shoulder]
Skeleton Guard: Hold it, muchaco.
[Miguel turns and reveals he's alive to the guard who jumps and grabs a walkie talkie]
Skeleton Guard: Huh! I found that little boy and those whacky characters! [as a group of skeletons pass] Oh, excuse me. Excuse me, folks. Excuse me. [sees Miguel and the others are gone] Oh.
[Miguel Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito are hiding behind a wall. Dante starts to walk off and they run after him into a room]
Miguel: No, no. Dante. 
Skeleton officer: Disturbing the peace. Fleeing an officer. Falsifying a unibrow.
Hector: That’s illegal?
Skeleton officer: Very illegal. You need to clean up your act, amigo.
Hector: Amigo? Oh, that’s-that’s so nice to hear you say that because I have just had a really hard Dia de Muertos and I could really use an amigo right now. And amigos, they help their amigos. Listen, you get me across that bridge tonight… and I’ll make it worth your while. You like de la Cruz? He and I go way back. I can get you front row seats to his sunrise spectacular show. I-I’ll get you backstage. You can meet him. You just gotta let me cross that bridge.
Skeleton officer: I should lock you up for the rest of the holiday. But my shift’s almost up and… I wanna visit my living family. So I’m letting you off with a warning.
[Hector snatches a piece of paper from him and starts to leave but looks at his Frida costume] 
Hector: Can I at least get my costume back?
Skeleton officer: Uh… no. 
Hector: [sighs in frustration and heads out] Ser maldito.
Lincoln Loud: Is that Hector Ronnie Anne?
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah! Let's ask him!
[They hurry out the room to catch up with Hector] 
Miguel: Hey. Hey! You really know de la Cruz?
Hector: Who wants to… ah! Ay! You’re alive!
[Miguel and the others drag Hector into a phone booth and shut the door]
Donald Duck: Hector it's okay!
Panchito: They're with us!
Miguel: Yeah, we're alive. And we want to get back to the Land of the Living… we need de la Cruz’ blessing.
Hector: That’s weirdly specific.
Lincoln Loud: The guy's Miguel's great-great-grandfather.
Hector: He’s his gr-gr-gr- what?
[Hector's eyeballs roll out of their sockets into his lower jaw like a vending machine much to Miguel and the Irelanders' disgust] 
Miguel: Ew. 
[Hector knocks his eyeballs back into their sockets] 
Hector: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait. Hunh! Wait. No. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait, uh, wait, Wait, uh, wait, wait, Wait, uh, wait, wait, wait, Wait, uh, wait, wait, wait, wait, Wait, uh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, Wait, uh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Yes! You’re going back to the Land of the Living!
Miguel: [as they exit the booth] You know what? Maybe this isn’t such a good…
Hector: Amigos, amigos, amigos. I can help you. You can help me. We can help each other. But most importantly, you can help me.
[Miguel and the Irelanders look to see the Riveras coming down the steps. Mama Imelda spots them] 
Mama Imelda: Miguel!
Miguel: [gasps]
Irelanders: [gasps]
Hector: I'm Hector. 
Miguel: [grabbing Hector by the arm and dragging him along as he and the Irelanders make a run for it] That’s nice.
Hector: [yelps]
[The Riveras give chase. Miguel and the Irelanders run out of the building but stop when they see Miguel is holding Hector's arm which is snapping it's fingers for them to stop. It gestures back to Hector who catches up followed by Dante] 
Hector: Esperame, amigos!
[Miguel gives Hector his arm back and he sticks it back on as they, Dante and the Irelanders run into the crowd out of sight. The Riveras push their way through the rotating door and they land flat on their faces all but Mama Imelda who simply walks out]
Mama Imelda: Ay! They are going to get themselves killed! I need my spirit guide… Pepita. [whistles]
Pepita: [roaring]
[Pepita, a giant cat like alebrije, flies down to the Rivera Family, landing on the steps. Mama Imelda strokes her nose] 
Mama Imelda: Who has that petal Miguel touched?
Julio: [holding the petal for Pepita to sniff] Here… n-nice alebrije.
Pepita: [sniffs the petal and snarls]
[Pepita sniffs down the steps and picks up Miguel and the Irelanders' scent, roaring as she flies away. Meanwhile, Maria is painting her, Miguel and the Irelanders' faces to look like skeletons to blend in using face paint from Hector] 
Hector: [to Miguel as Maria is painting his face] Hey, hey, hold still. Look up, look up. A ver, a ver. Look up, up, up! Okay. Eh.
Dante: (licks the white paint off his nose and coughs at the taste) 
Hector: [after Maria finishes painting Miguel's face and pulls his hood over his head] Ta-da! [opens a hand mirror and gives it to Miguel so he can look at his face] Dead as a doorknob. I've kept my photo with me for a long time. [gives his photo to Miguel] But you can all change that.
[Miguel Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito look at Hector's photo in confusion]
Ronnie Anne Santiago: This is you?
Hector: Eh, Muy guapo, eh?
Miguel: So, you get us to my great-great-grandpa… Then we put up your photo when we get home?
Hector: Such a smart boy! Yes! Great idea, yes! One hiccup, de la Cruz is a tough guy to get to… and I need to cross that bridge soon. Like tonight. So, you got any other family here, you know? Someone a bit more, eh, accessible?
Miguel: Um… nope.
Hector: Don’t yank my chain, chamaco. You gotta have some other family.
Miguel: (handing the photo back to Hector and walking off with Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito) Only de la Cruz. If you can’t help us, we’ll find him ourselves.
Donald Duck: Yeah, besides this team has a bunch of members with very good noses and ears. 
Jose Carioca: Yes, as long as we still have them before we become nothing but bones. (shudders) 
Panchito: So, good luck with trying to get across that bridge.
Dante: [barks and follows]
Hector: Ugh. Okay, okay, kid. Fine, fine. I’ll get you and your friends to your great-great-grandpa.
[Later, they walk through the busy streets] 
Hector: It’s not gonna be easy, you know. You know, he’s a- he’s a busy man. [seeing Miguel and the Irelanders walking funny] Wait, what are you doing?
Miguel: We're walking like a skeleton. Blending in.
Hector: No. Skeletons don’t walk like that.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: It's how you walk. 
Hector: No, I don’t. [shoving Miguel forward] Stop it!
Miguel: [seeing a billboard for the Sunrise Spectacular nearby] Whoa! Ernesto de la Cruz’ Sunrise Spectacular? Que padre?
Hector: (groans in annoyance) Every year, your great-great-grandpa puts on that dumb show to mark the end of Dia de Muertos.
Um....
Miguel: Hey, you said you had front-row tickets!
Hector: That… that was a lie. I apologize for that.
Carlos: Ugh, Hector, you've gotta stop telling-tales. 
Hector: Cool off, Carlos, come on. I’ll get you and the others to him.
Miguel: How? 
Hector: ‘Cause I happen to know where he’s rehearsing.
[Later, they're at a big building. Hector uses one of his straps as a slingshot to launch one of his arms up to a window. Inside, a female fashionista skeleton named Cezi is stitching together a dress when Hector's arm knocks on the window, getting her attention. She sees it and it waves. She walks over to the window in frustration and opens it, pointing Hector's own finger at him] 
Cezi: Ugh. You better have my dress, Héctor.
Hector: Hola, Ceci! Ay!
[Cezi throws Hector's arm back to him and spins a handel which causes the fire-escape stairs to unfold into a ladder. Hector, Miguel, Dante and the Irelanders climb them up into Cezi's room] 
Miguel: Hola.
Hector: Cezi! I lost the dress.
Cezi: Ay, diosa Mia (Oh my Goddess)! I’ve got to dress 40 dancers by sunrise. And thanks to you… I’m one Frida short of an opening number.
Miguel: [as Dante starts to wonder into the rehearsal room] Dante. Dante! We shouldn’t be in here.
[They watch a naked female skeleton being painted when she and the artist look at him, causing them to carry on. Dante sniffs his way to a devil head model when a monkey-like alebrije jumps out from underneath and slaps him. The alebrije then starts riding Dante like a bucking bronko with Miguel and the Irelanders trying to catch him only to make a mess in the process] 
Miguel: Dante! Ven ac!
Lincoln Loud: Down Dante!
Dante: [barking] 
Monkey-like alebrije: (chittering and screeching)
[The monkey-like alebrije jumps onto the shoulders of the real Frida Kahlo who turns and spots Miguel and the Irelanders] 
Frida: You! How did you all get in here?
Miguel: We just followed my…
Frida: [sees Dante and gasps] Oh, the mighty Xolo dog! Guider of wandering spirits. And whose spirits have you guided to me?
Miguel: I don’t think he’s a spirit guide.
Donald Duck: He just looks like a normal dog, if you ask me.
Frida: Uh-uh-uh! The alebrijes of this world can take many forms. They are as mysterious as they are powerful.
[The monkey-like alebrije changes colours and breathes blue fire before coughing. Dante gets his foot stuck in his throat and tries to cough it up when Maria slaps him on the neck causing his leg to come out]
Frida: Or maybe he’s just a dog, like you said. Come! I need all of your eyes.
[She ushers Miguel and the Irelanders onto a bench] 
Frida: You all are the audience.
[She claps her hands and the lights go out]
Frida: Darkness! [lights a match] And from the darkness… A giant papaya!
[A spotlight comes on revealing the papaya which dancers dressed like Frida come out of] 
Frida: 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!
[The spotlight shows the cactus with Frida's face painted on it as the dancers climb up it]
Frida: And her milk is not milk… but tears.
[A dancer sucks in a blue transparent tear from the eye of the cactus]
Frida: Is it too obvious?
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago Donald Duck Jose Carioca and Panchito: Uh....
Miguel: I think it’s just the right amount of obvious. It could use some music. Oh, what if you did like… Tun-tun-tun-tun-tun?
[Frida clicks her fingers and the orchestra copies the tune] 
Oh, and then it could go… Darala-dalala-dalala-dalala Whenk?
[The orchestra copies the tune again] 
Frida: And what if everything was on fire?
Frida Dancers: (gasp)
Frida: Yes! Fire everywhere! Inspired. You. You have the spirit of an artist.
[Miguel and the others smile and the orchestra continues as the dancers flip out of sight]
Frida: The dancers exit. The music fades. The lights go out. And Ernesto de la Cruz rises to the stage.
Miguel: (gasps)
[What looks like Ernesto rises up on a platform but when the spotlight comes on, it's revealed to be a prop made from different materials much to Miguel and the others' confusion] 
Miguel: Huh?
Lincoln Loud: That's weird. I thought Hector said he'd be here.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah, who doesn't show up to their own rehearsal? 
Frida: He does a couple of songs. The sun rises. Everyone cheers.
Miguel: Excuse me, where’s the real de la Cruz?
Frida: Ernesto doesn’t do rehearsals. He’s too busy hosting that fancy party at the top of his tower.
[Miguel and the otherslook out of the window at Ernesto's tower off in the distance]
Miguel: [sighs] 
Hector: [comes in] Amigos, you can’t run off on me like that. Come on, stop pestering the celebrities.
Miguel: You said my great-great-grandpa would be here. He’s halfway across town throwing some big party.
Hector: That bum. Who doesn’t show up to his own rehearsal?
Panchito: If you're such good friends, how come he didn't invite you? 
Hector: He's Miguel's great-great grandpa. How come he didn't invite him? [to a skeleton in the orchestra named Gustavo] Hey, Gustavo! You know anything about this party?
Gustavo: Sh-it’s the hot ticket! But if you’re not on the guest list, you’re never gettin’ in, Chorizo.
Girl skeleton: Hey, it’s Chorizo!
Orchestra: [laughing] 
Hector: Ah-ha, very funny, guys. Very funny.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Chorizo? 
Gustavo: Oh, this guy’s famous. Go on, go on. Ask him how he died.
Hector: I-I don’t wanna talk about it.
Gustavo: He choked on some chorizo!
Orchestra: [laughing]
Miguel, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago and others: [giggling] 
Hector: I didn’t choke, okay? I got food poisoning which is a big difference.
Orchestra: [laughing] 
Hector: This is why I don’t like musicians. Bunch of self-important jerks!
Miguel: Hey, I’m a musician.
Lincoln Loud: And so's Donald, Jose and Panchito here. 
Hector: You guys are?
Gustavo: Well… If you guys really wanna get to Ernesto… there is that music competition at the Plaza de la Cruz. Winner gets to play at his party.
Lincoln Loud: [gasps getting an idea] That's it! All we have to do is win the contest!  
Ronnie Anne Santiago: That's a great idea Lincoln! If we win the contest, we get to play at Ernesto's party and get his blessing! 
Hector: No, no, no, amigos! You are loco if you think…
Miguel: [seeing he and the Irelanders are becoming more skeleton like by the minute] We need to get my great-great grandfather’s blessing. You know where I can get a guitar?
Hector: (sighs) Ay… I know a guy.
[Meanwhile, Pepita is continuing to follow the scent when she comes across one of Hector's face paint pots on the ground and sniffs it]
Mama Imelda: Have you found them, Pepita? Have you found our boy and his friends?
[Pepita moves the pot aside and breathes blue fire on the ground revealing a footprint]
Rosita: A footprint!
Julio: It’s a Rivera boot.
Oscar: Size seven!
Felipe: And a half.
Victoria: Pronated.
Mama Imelda: Miguel.
[Pepita breathes more fire illuminating a trail of foot prints. Meanwhile, Miguel, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca, Panchito and Hector walks down some old steps]
Hector: Why the heck would you wanna be a musician?
Miguel: My great-great-grandfather’s a musician.
Hector: Who spent his life performing like a monkey for complete strangers? Blech! No, no, thank you, no.
Miguel: What do you know? So, how far is this guitar, anyway?
Hector: We’re almost there.
[He jumps off a plank, smashing to pieces upon hitting the ground and putting himself back together just as quickly afterwards]
Hector: Keep up, amigos, come on! [whistling] 
[They walks under an archway into a slum like village]
Skeletons: Cousin Héctor!
Hector: Hey! These guys!
Skeleton: Héctor!
Hector: Hey, tio, qu onda?
Miguel: These people are all your family?
Hector: Eh… yeah, in a way. We’re all the ones with no photos or ofrendas. No family to go home to. Nearly forgotten, you know? So we all call each other "cousin" or "tio" or-or whatever.
Frog alebrije: [ribbiting] 
Dante: (whimpering as he gets splashed)
Female old skeleton: Héctor!
Hector: Tia Chelos! 
Old female skeletons: Hey! Muchas gracias.
Hector: Save some for me. Is Chicharrón around?
Tia Chelos: In the bungalow. I don’t know if he’s in the mood for visitors.
Hector: Ah, who doesn’t like a visit from cousin Héctor?
[Hector, Dante, Miguel and the others enter the bungalow. They walk inside, Miguel accidentally nearly knocking some boxes over in the process. Hector lifts a hat from a hammock, revealing Chicharron's head underneath]
Hector: Buenas noches, Chicharrón.
Chicharrón: I don’t want to see your stupid face, Héctor.
Hector: Come on, It's Dia de Muertos. I brought you a little offering.
Chicharrón: Get outta here!
Hector: I would Chich, but the thing is… me and my friends Miguel and the Irelanders… we really need to borrow your guitar.
Chicharrón: [grabbing his guitar] My guitar?
Hector: Yes.
Chicharrón: My prized, beloved guitar?
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Please, just for a bit. We need it for a music competition.
Hector: Ronnie Anne is right. I promise we’ll bring it right back.
Chicharrón: Like the time you promised to bring back my van?
Hector: Eh… 
Chicharrón: Or my mini fridge?
Hector: Oh, you see…
Chicharrón: Or my good napkins, my lasso, my femur?! 
Hector: No, not like those things.
Chicharrón: (grabbing Hector's beard) Where’s my femur, you…
[Suddenly, Chicharron pulses orange]
Hector: Oh, oh. You okay, amigo?
Chicharrón: I’m fading, Héctor. I can feel it. I couldn’t even play that thing if I wanted to. You, play me something.
Hector: You know I don't play anymore, Chich. The guitar's for the kid and his friends.
Chicharron: You want it, you got to earn it. 
Hector: Ay. [takes the guitar] Only for him. [to Chicharron] Any requests? 
Chicharron: (laughs) You know my favorite, Héctor.
[Hector starts to play the guitar as Miguel and the others sit down to watch]
Hector: Well, everyone knows Juanita~
Her eyes each a different color~
Her teeth stick out~
And her chin goes in~
And her…~
Knuckles they drag on the floor~
Chicharron: Those aren’t the words.
Hector: There are children present. [singing] Her hair is like a brier~
She stands in a bow-legged stance~
And if I weren’t so ugly~
She’d possibly give me a chance~
Chicharron: [chuckles] Brings back memories. [removes his hat and puts it on his chest] Gracias.
[Chicharron glows bright yellow. Hector hangs his head in sadness and Miguel and the Irelanders watch as Chicharron vanishes in a trail of golden dust. Dante lets out a small whimper and Hector holds his drink in the air in respect for his fallen friend before drinking and placing the glass upside down on the table. He heads out and Miguel and the others follow him]
Miguel: Wait, what happened?
Hector: He’s been forgotten.
Lincoln Loud: Chicharron is gone!!! (crying)
Ronnie Anne Santiago: I'm so sorry Lincoln!
(Donald Duck crying)
Donald Duck: Where did he go Hector?
Hector: No one knows.
Jose Carioca: We could remember him… when we go back.
Hector: No, it doesn’t work like that, chamaca.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: What's that supposed to mean?
Hector: Our memories… They have to be passed down by those who knew us in life. In the stories they tell about us. But there’s no one left alive to pass down Chich’s stories.
Panchito: Oh no!
Hector: Hey, it happens to everyone eventually. Come on, de la Cruzito, you’ve got a contest to win.
[They look at the glasses one more time before heading out. Later, they are on a cable car] 
Miguel: You told us you hated musicians. You never said you were one.
Donald Duck: Yeah, how'd you learn to play guitar like that?
Hector: How do you think I knew Miguel's great-great-grandpa? We used to play music together. Taught him everything he knows.
Panchito: You played with Ernesto de la Cruz? The greatest musician of all time?
Hector: We were just a couple of kids. It was real Rinky-dink stuff. But you learn a lot playing on the road.
Miguel: You don't know what you're talking about.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Looks like were here!
[They see the Plaza de la Cruz below] 
Hector: Welcome to Plaza de la Cruz! Showtime, amigos! 
[They get off the cable car and make their way down to the stage]
Skeleton woman: Whoo!
Stall man: Querer lo, t-shirts, bobbleheads.
[A skeleton dressed like a horse runs with spinning fireworks. A skeleton woman with a tall light blue hairstyle pops out of an eye in the painted skull on stage] 
Skeleton Woman: Bienvenidos a todos! Ow! ha-hah-ay! Who’s ready for some musica? It’s a Battle of the Bands, amigos. The winner gets to play for the maestro himself… Ernesto de la Cruz on his fiesta tonight!
Skeletons: [cheering] 
Hector: That’s our ticket, amigos!
Skeleton woman: Let the competition begin!
[We view various acts before cutting backstage where Hector, Miguel, Dante, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito are getting ready]
Lincoln Loud: Alright guys! All we gotta do now is pick a good song.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: What's your favorite song?
Panchito: We call this song, The Three Caballeros!
Lincoln Loud: That's a great idea! How about you Miguel what are you gonna play, Miguel?
Miguel: Definitely "Remember Me."
Hector: No, not that one. No. Ah, it’s too popular.
Skeleton Musician: Remember me though I have to travel far~
Skeleton couple: Remember me, Don’t let it make you cry~
[Another skeleton taps the tune on glasses] 
Miguel: Um, what about… Poco Loco?
Hector: Epa! Now, that’s a song.
Donald Duck: We're going first and then you guys are going next!
Lincoln Loud: Got it!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Go caballeros!
Panchito: Okay guys! Now we're three gay caballeros! (Panchito yells and stops) We're three caballeros
Three gay caballeros
They say we are birds of a feather
We're happy amigos
No matter where he goes
The one, two, and three goes
We're always together
We're three happy chappies
With snappy serapes
You'll find us beneath our sombreros
We're brave and we'll stay so
We're bright as a peso
Donald: Who says so?
José and Panchito: We say so!
The three caballeros
All: 
Ah!
Panchito: We have the stars to guide us
Guitars here beside us
To play as we go
We sing and we samba
We shout, ¡Ay caramba!
José: What means "Ay caramba"?
Panchito: Oh, yes! I don't know
All: Ah!
Panchito: Through fair and stormy weather
We stand close together
Like books on a shelf
And pals though we may be
When some Latin baby
Says yes, no, or maybe
(wolf whistle)
José and Panchito: Each man is for himself!
Panchito: ¡Ay, Jalisco, no te rajes!
Me sale del alma
Gritar con calor
Abrir todo el pecho
Pa' echar este grito
¡Qué lindo es Jalisco!
¡Palabra de... honor!
Staff skeleton: De la Cruzito! You’re on standby. Los Chachalacos, you’re up next.
[A skeleton band heads on stage] 
Crowd: Los Chachalacos!
[The band starts playing. Miguel watches nervously and walks over to some boxes. He sits down on them]
Lincoln Loud: Are you alright, Miguel?
Miguel: I don't know. I've never performed before.
Hector: What? You said you were a musician!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Well, before he could even get to his first performance, we needed a guitar from De La Cruz, which is why we're all stuck here in the first place.
Miguel: I am! I mean, I-I will be. Once I win. 
Hector: Ay! That’s your plan? No, no, no, no. You have to win, Miguel. Your life literally depends on you winning. And you’ve never done this before? I'II go up. 
Miguel: Uh, n-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 just want to get de la Cruz’ blessing. I need to prove that… that I’m worthy of it.
Hector: Okay! Okay, okay. Okay. Okay, you wanna perform? Then you’ve got to perform! First, you have to loosen up. Shake off those nerves.
[He shakes his arms and flips his head in the air. Miguel just shakes himself]
Hector: Now, give me your best grito.
Miguel: My best grito?
Hector: Come on, yell. Belt it out. Haooeyy-he-he-hey! Oh, it feels good. Okay, now, now, now you.
Miguel: A-a-eh. Aeh… Ay… Ay…ay… Ay…ay…ay.
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago Donald Jose and Panchito: [covering their ears] Ow!
Dante: [whimpering] 
Hector: Oh, come on, kid.
[The band on stage finishes and the crowd goes wild]
Crowd: [cheering]
Staff skeleton: De la Cruzito! You’re on now!
Hector: Miguel, look at me. Hey, hey, look at me.
Staff skeleton: Come on, let’s go!
Hector: You can do this. Grab their attention and don’t let it go!
Miguel: Héctor…
Hector: Make them listen, chamaco. You’ve got this.
Female Announcer: De la Cruzito!
Hector: Arriba! Hey! 
[Miguel walks on stage and silence ensues]
Miguel: [pants nervously and steps back]
Skeleton in the audience: Bring back the singing dog!
Miguel: (panting nervously) 
[Hector does the nerve-shake again and gestures to the crowd]
Manolo: [holding his guitar up to show Miguel the message] Go on. 
Miguel: (exhales) Hunh! Aah-aaah-aaayy!
Audience: (cheering) 
[The song Poco Loco starts playing as Miguel starts strumming his guitar] 
Miguel: What color is the sky?~
Ay, mi amor, ay, mi amor~
You tell me that it’s red~
Ay, mi amor, ay, mi amor~
Where should I put my shoes?~
Ay, mi amor, ay, mi amor~
You say, "put them on your head!"~
Ay, mi amor, ay, mi amor~
You make me un poco loco un poquititito loco~
The way you keep me guessing~
I’m nodding and I’m yesing~
I'll count it as a blessing~
That I'm only un poco loco!~
[Dante drags Hector and the others onto the stage and they start dancing as Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito joins in the strumming with Miguel]
Hector: No, no, no! 
Crowd: [cheering]
[Hector starts tap dancing]
Lincoln Loud: See, Miguel? We told you there was nothing to be afraid of. 
Miguel: And you were right. [to Hector] Not bad for a dead guy. 
Hector: Not so bad yourself, gordito. Eso!
[As they continue to perform, Pepita arrives still sniffing the scent and breathes blue fire showing the footprints again]
Mama Imelda: They're close! Find them! 
[The Riveras start searching the crowd as the song continues] 
Hector: The loco that you make me~
It is just un poco crazy~
The sense that you’re not making~
Miguel: The liberties you’re taking~
Miguel and Hector: Leaves my cabeza shaking~
You are just un poco loco!~
Hector: Numero uno, Miguelito!
Miguel: Aah-haa-haaoo!
Hector: Rrrr-aaayy-aaayy!
Dante: (howling)
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Carioca: Whoo-hoo! Yes! Alright!
[Oscar and Felipe are talking to a male skeleton]
Oscar: We’re looking for a living kid and a bunch of whacky characters.
Felipe: About twelve?
Rosita: [to a skeleton couple] Have you seen a living boy and a bunch of whacky characters?
[The couple shake their heads and she moves on. Onstage] 
Miguel and Hector: Un poquiti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti ti-ti-ti-ti-to loco!~
Aaah-aaoah-aah!~
Crowd: (cheering)
Hector: Hey! You did good! I’m proud of you. Eso!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: I know how you did!
Miguel: (gasps) 
[He spots his family in several spots in the crowd and yanks Hector and the others off the stage]
Hector: Hey, where are you guys going?
Miguel: We gotta get outta here.
Donald Duck: What, are you crazy? We’re about to win this thing.
[The announcer steps onto the stage]
Announcer: Damas y caballeros… I have a emergency announcement. Please be on the look out for a living boy and a bunch of whacky characters. Answer to the name of Miguel and his friends Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito. Earlier tonight, they ran away from his family. They just want to send them back to the Land of the Living.
Hector: Wait, wait, wait. You said de la Cruz was your only family. The only person who could send you and your friends home.
Miguel: I do have other family, but…
Hector: You and your friends could have taken my photo back this whole time?
Ronnie Anne Santiago: But Miguel's family hate music, Hector. That's why he needs a musician's blessing. 
Hector: You lied to me!
Miguel: Oh, you’re one to talk.
Lincoln Loud: Alright everyone let's just calm down and take this one step at a time.
Donald Duck: We would have told you the truth but you're too much of a wimp to handle it! 
Hector: Look at me, I’m being forgotten, Donald. I don’t even know if I’m gonna last the night. I’m not gonna miss my one chance to cross that bridge ‘cause Miguel wants to live out some stupid musical fantasy.
Miguel: It’s not stupid.
Hector: (grabbing Miguel's arm) I’m taking you to your family.
Miguel: Let go of me.
Hector: You’ll thank me later.
Miguel: You don’t wanna help us. You only care about yourself. [tosses Hector's photo to him] Keep your dumb photo.
Hector: [chases after it] No! No, no, no!
Miguel: Stay away from me! 
[Miguel starts to head off as Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito follow him. Hector tries to catch his photo] 
Hector: No! No, no! [catches it then looks back and sees Miguel and the others are gone] Hey, amigos? Where did you go?
[Miguel and the others walk down some stairs and Hector looks around for them in the crowd]
Hector: Amigos! I'm sorry! Come back.
[Miguel reaches the bottom of the stairs. He looks at Ernesto's tower in the distance and starts to head toward it. Dante and the Irelanders arrive at the bottom of the stairs and follow Miguel] 
Dante: [barks]
Miguel: Dante, cllate. [Dante grabs his leg and starts pulling] Don't! Dante, stop it! He can’t help me. [Dante grabs his arm] Dante, stop. Stop it. [yanks himself free] Leave me alone! You’re not a spirit guide, you’re just a dumb dog. Now get outta here! 
[Dante backs off as the Irelanders arrive. A male skeleton spots Miguel] 
Male Skeleton: It’s him!
Female Skeleton: It’s that living boy and those whacky characters!
Male Skeleton 2: I’ve heard about him, look!
Female skeleton 2: They're alive. 
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito: [gasps]
[A male skeleton taps the shoulder of a police officer skeleton. Miguel and the others make a run for it, jumping over rail car tracks and sliding down polls. Miguel tries reach the tower but Pepita lands in front of him and the Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne and Donald and his Latin friends and roars] 
Pepita: (roars)
Miguel: (screams)
All: Aaaah!
Mama Imelda: This nonsense ends now, Miguel! I am giving you my blessing, and you and yours friends are going home.
Miguel: [runs off with the others in pursuit] I don’t want your blessing.
Mama Imelda: Miguel! Stop! Come back!
[Mama Imelda runs after Miguel and the Irelanders through a doorway up a stairs. They squeeze through the bars of a gate as she catches up]
Mama Imelda: Miguel! I am trying to save you and your friends' lives.
Miguel: You’re ruining my life.
Mama Imelda: What?
Miguel: Music’s the only thing that makes me happy. A-and you… you wanna take that away. You’ll never understand.
[As Miguel and the others head on, Imelda looks down and closes her eyes]
Mama Imelda: Y aunque la vida me cueste, Llorona~
No dejar de quererte~
Miguel: I-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… suddenly, there was something in my life that mattered more than music. I wanted to put down rules. He wanted to play for the world. We each made a sacrifice to get what we wanted. Now, you must make a choice.
Miguel: I don’t wanna pick sides. Why can’t you be on my side? That’s what family’s supposed to do. Support you. But you never will.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Come on everyone! 
[Miguel and the others head off, leaving Imelda with a sad look on her face. Later, we view Ernesto's tower as a security greets guests]
Security Guard: Have a good time.
Skeleton Woman: Oh, how exciting!
[A wrestler skeleton and a girl skeleton in a glittery dress step forward]
Security Guard: Oh, El Santo! I-I-I’m a big fan. You mind if I?
[El Santo nods and the guard detaches his head and gives to El Santo to snap a picture before putting his head back on] 
Security Guard: Gracias, senor. [sees Miguel and the Irelanders] Invitation?
Miguel: It’s okay, I’m Ernesto’s great-great-grandson. [strikes the pose] Heh.
[Seconds later, Miguel and the others are flung out]
Miguel: Ugh! [sighs] 
Lincoln Loud: So that's plan A exhausted. Anyone got a Plan B? 
Donald Duck: Well, Jose, Panchito and I are fighting our enemy Baron Von Sheldgoose.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah! And you guys have friend name Xandra the Goddess of Adventure?
Jose Carioca: Yes amigos!
Miguel: Well, that explains it. 
[They look and see the Los Chachalacos from before] 
Panchito: Let's go ask them!
[They head over to them] 
Miguel: Disculpe, senores.
Los Chachalacos member 1: Hey, hey, guys, it’s Poco Loco!
Los Chachalacos member 2: You were on fire tonight.
Miguel: You too! Hey, musician to musician, we need a favor. 
[Later, the band stands in the line and show the guard their winner's certificate]
Guard: Oh, the competition winners. Congratulations, chicos.
[The band gets in the cable car which carries the passengers up the tower. Inside, a band member finds Miguel in his trumpet and blows him out into Panchito's arms] 
Miguel: Thanks guys.
Lincoln Loud: No problem! We're here.
[The doors of the car open and they step out taking in the view of the large mansion in front of them]
Miguel: Oh.
Donald, Jose and Panchito: Wow.
Los Chachalacos member 1: Hey, enjoy the party, little musico and friends.
Miguel: Gracias.
Lincoln Loud: Okay, keep your eyes peeled everyone. Ernesto could be anywhere.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: You heard him. 
[They look around] 
Porcupine alebrije: [chitters] 
[A magician skeleton does some magic as they continue to look around]
Female skeleton: Look, it’s Ernesto.
[They see Ernesto heading inside the building with his back turned]
Miguel: De la Cruz.
[They hurry up the stairs and squeeze their way through the crowd to catch up with Ernesto] 
Miguel: Senor de la Cruz! Pardon us. Senor de la Cruz! Senor de la…
[They enter a huge ball room where a DJ skeleton plays music while scenes from a variety of Ernesto's movies play out on screens]
PA: When you see your moment, you mustn’t let it pass you by. You must seize it. We’re almost there, Dante.
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito: Whoa.
[They get blocked by another crowd of skeletons and have to jump to see how far Ernesto is]
Miguel: Senor de la Cruz! Senor de la…
Woman: But what can we do? It is hopeless.
Ernesto: You must have faith, sister.
Woman: Oh, but Padre, he will never listen.
Ernesto: He will listen to music.
Donald Duck: I think that answers your question, partner. 
[Miguel gets an idea and he and the Irelanders climb up to the top of the stairs. He holds his guitar and takes a deep breath] 
Miguel: Rrrr-aaoo-aaoo-aao-aahh!
[The entire room falls silently and Miguel starts playing his guitar with Manolo joining in] 
Miguel: Senoras y senores~
Buenas tardes~
Buenas noches~
Senoritas y senores~
To be here with you tonight~
Brings me joy,~
Que alegra~
For this music is my language~
And the world es mi familia~
For this music is my language~
And the world es mi familia~
For this music is my language~
And the woo-orld es mi familia~
For this music is my~
Lang....~ [spoken] Ah!
[The song is cut short as Miguel falls into a swimming pool shaped like Ernesto's guitar] 
Crowd: (gasps)
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito: Miguel! 
Ernesto: (gasps)
[Having seen the whole thing, Ernesto hands his sombrero to a skeleton and runs to the pool. He jumps in and grabs Miguel, unstraps him from his guitar and drags him to the surface]
Miguel: [coughing] 
Ernesto: Are you all right, nino?
Miguel: (coughing) 
Ernesto: It-it’s you. Y-you are that boy and those whacky characters. The ones who came from the Land of the Living.
Jose Carioca: Wait, you've heard about us?
Ernesto: You’re all anyone has been talking about. Why have you come here?
Miguel: I’m Miguel. Your g-great-great-grandson. These are my friends Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito.
Panchito: Son of gun it's a pleasure to see such fine gentleman in Mexico Senor de la Cruz.
[Ernesto looks confused] 
Ernesto: I have a great-great-grandson?
Miguel: My friends and 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. But I… I hoped you would.
[Ernesto's expression changes from confusion to happiness] 
Ernesto: My boy, with a talent like yours… how could I not listen? [Miguel hugs him] Haha! I have a great-great-grandson!
Crowd: (cheering) 
[Miguel hugs Ernesto's head and Ernesto taps his leg in comfort. Outside, Hector, in his Frida disguise makes his way to the cable car] 
Female skeleton: Look, it’s Frida!
Hector: Yes, it is I, Frida Kahlo.
Guard: It is an honor, senora.
Hector: Gracias.
[The doors close and Hector turns around, though have his unibrow comes loose so he sticks it back on. With Ernesto, Miguel and the others]
Ernesto: Hey, Negrete, Infante. Have you met my great-great-grandson? My great-great-grandson! He is alive and a musician, to boot.
Miguel: Dimple, no dimple. Dimple, no dimple. 
Ernesto: No dimple!
Everyone: [laughing]
[They watch a movie] 
Man: To our friendship. [with Miguel, Donald, Jose and Panchito] Haha! I’d move heaven and earth for you, mi amigo. Salud! 
[Ernesto and the man on screen drink their drinks but Ernesto spits his out, realizing it's poisoned] 
Ernesto: [with Miguel, Donald, Jose and Panchito] Poison! 
Ernesto: You know, I did all my own stunts.
Donald Duck: No, really? 
Ernesto: Yes. 
Ernesto, Miguel, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose, Panchito and skeletons: Though I have to say goodbye~
Remember me~
[Ernesto shows them his offering room]
Ernesto: All of this came from my amazing fans in the Land of the Living. They leave me more offerings than I know what to do with.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: And I admit you've got some cute alebrijes. 
Lincoln Loud: Guys, is it me or does Miguel look sad?
Ernesto: Hey, what’s wrong? Is it too much? You look overwhelmed.
Miguel: N-no, It’s all great.
Ernesto: But?
Miguel: It’s just… I’ve been looking up to you my whole life. You’re the guy who actually did it. But did you ever regret it? Choosing music over everything else?
Ernesto: It was hard saying goodbye to my hometown. Heading off on my own.
Miguel: Leaving your family?
Ernesto: Si. But I could not have done it differently. One cannot deny who one is meant to be. And you, my great-great-grandson… are meant to be a musician.
[He walks over to the window and Miguel and the others follow]
Ernesto: You and I, we are artists, Miguel. We cannot belong to one family. The world is our family! [fireworks explode] Ooh-hoo! Ooh! The fireworks have begun! Soon, the party will move across town for my sunrise spectacular. [gasps] Miguel, you and your friends must come to the show! You will be my guests of honor.
Miguel: You mean it?
Ernesto: Of course, my boy.
[Miguel smiles but then remembers the blessing as he look at his skeletal hands]
Miguel: We can't. We have to get home before sunrise. (shows his now skeletal torso to Ernesto)
Ernesto: Oy! I really do need to get you all home.
Jose Carioca: Yeah, sorry we can't stay and watch the show. 
[Ernesto picks a petal off one of the flowers nearby]
Ernesto: It has been an honor. I am sorry to see you go, Miguel. I hope you and your friends die very soon. [Miguel looks puzzled] [chuckles] You know what I mean. [Miguel smiles] Miguel… I give you and your friends my blessing.
[But just as Miguel is about to touch the petal...]
Hector: We had a deal, amigos.
[Everyone turns to see Hector in his Frida disguise standing nearby in the shadows]
Ernesto: Who are you? What is the meaning of this? [Hector steps out of the shadows] Oh, Frida. I thought you couldn’t make it.
[Rolling his eyes, Hector puts his original body parts back on]
Hector: You and your friends said you’d take back my photo. You promised, Miguel.
Ernesto: You know this uh, man?
Miguel: We just met him tonight. He told us he knew you.
[Ernesto suddenly realizes who he's looking at as Hector reaches them] 
Ernesto: H…Héctor?
Hector: Please, Miguel, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne and three caballeros. Put my photo up.
[Ernesto takes the photo from Hector and looks at it]
Ernesto: My friend. You’re… you’re being forgotten.
Hector: And whose fault is that?
Ernesto: Héctor, please.
Hector: Those were my songs you took. My songs that made you famous.
Miguel: What?
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito: What?!
Hector: If I’m being forgotten… It’s because you never told anyone that I wrote them.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: That makes no sense. De la Cruz wrote all his own songs.
Donald: Yeah. Ernesto, what is going on here?
Hector: You wanna tell them? Or should I?
Ernesto: Héctor, I never meant to take credit. We made a great team, but… you died, and… I-I only sang your songs because I wanted to keep a part of you alive.
Hector: (sarcastically) Oh, how generous! 
Miguel: You really did play together.
Lincoln Loud: So Hector really was telling the truth before.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: He and Ernesto really were a musical duo.
Hector: Look, I don’t want to fight about it. I just want you to make it right. Miguel and his friends can put my photo up.
Ernesto: Héctor.
Héctor: And I can cross over the bridge. I could see my girl. Ernesto. Remember the night I left?
Ernesto: That was a long time ago.
Héctor: We drank together. And you told me you would move heaven and earth for your amigo. Well, I’m asking you to now.
Miguel: Heaven and earth? Like in the movie?
Hector: What?
Jose Carioca: That’s Don Hidalgo’s toast. In the de la Cruz movie, "El Camino a Casa."
Hector: I’m talking about my real life, Jose
Miguel: No, Jose's right, it’s in there. [points to one of the screens] Look!
[Hector looks at the screen and watches the scene play out] 
Don Hidalgo: This calls for a toast. To our friendship! Haha! I would move heaven and earth for you, mi amigo.
Panchito: But in the movie, Don Hidalgo poisons the drink.
Don Hidalgo: Salud.
Ernesto (in the film): Poison! 
Hector: That night, Ernesto. The night I left.
[We view a flashback of Ernesto and Hector when they were alive]
Hector: (voice-over) We’ve been performing on the road for months. I got homesick and I packed up my songs.
[Hector in the flashback closes his songbook and puts it in a suitcase before closing it and heading for the door]
Ernesto: You wanna give up now? When we’re this close to reaching our dream?
Hector: This was your dream. You’ll manage.
Ernesto: (grabs the suitcase desperate) I can’t do this without your songs, Héctor.
Hector: (yanks it free from Ernesto's grasp) I’m going home, Ernesto. Hate me if you want. But my mind is made up.
[Hector opens the door. Ernesto looks angry at first but then a few seconds later his expression changes to happiness]
Ernesto: Oh, I could never hate you. If you must go, then I’m… (gets an idea) I’m sending you off with a toast. To our friendship. I would move heaven and earth for you, mi amigo. Salud!
[They clink their glasses and drink their drinks. Ernesto smirks as he drinks before we cut to him and Hector walking to the train station but Hector stops and cringes in pain]
Hector: (voice-over) You walked me to the train station. But I felt a pain in my stomach. I thought it must have been something I ate.
Ernesto: Perhaps it was that chorizo, my friend.
[Hector tries to stand up but instead he drops his suitcase and collapses to the ground, dead, as Ernesto watches and the screen fades to black]
Hector: (voice-over) Or something I drank. I woke up dead.
[The flashback ends and we view Hector looking shocked]
Hector: You… poisoned me.
Ernesto: You’re confusing movies with reality, Héctor.
Hector: All this time, I thought it was just bad luck.
[We view Ernesto taking Hector's song book out of the suitcase and looking at the Remember Me page] 
Hector: I never thought that you might have… that you… [fighting Ernesto] How could you!?
Miguel: Héctor!
Ernesto: Security! Security!
[Two security guards run into view and grab Hector off of Ernesto. They drag him off] 
Hector: You took everything away from me! You rat!
Ernesto: Have him taken care of. He’s not well.
Hector: I just wanted to move back home! No! No!
[A guard shuts the doors behind him as Hector is dragged out]
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Poor Hector.
Lincoln Loud: Well, I feel terrible!
Ernesto: I apologize. Where were we?
Miguel: You were going to give us your blessing.
Ernesto: Yes… ah… Si. Miguel… Irelanders... My reputation… it is… very important to me. I would hate to have you think…
Miguel: That you m-murdered Héctor for his songs?
Ernesto: (chuckles) You don't think that. Do you? 
Miguel: I… No… Everyone knows you’re the… the good guy.
Donald: Yeah, you wouldn't expect us to suddenly burst out in anger like Hector did would you? 
Baron Von Sheldgoose: (evil laughs)
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito: Baron Von Sheldgoose!!!!
Donald Duck: I've should have known!
Miguel: Donald, You know this duck sorcerer?
Jose Carioca: It's my enemy! Baron Von Sheldgoose!
Lincoln Loud and Ronnie Anne Santiago: And Pete too!!!!
Miguel: You know that fat cat? 
Lincoln Loud: He's one of Mickey Mouse's enemy!!!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: What do you want for us?
Pete: I would've expect to capture all of you guys right Baron Von Sheldgoose.
Baron Von Sheldgoose: Yes Pete!
Panchito: Why are you guys are here?
Pete: Because, we find out from Sombra that Miguel's greatest fear is that his family will never accept his musical passion due to their hatred of music. (chuckles evilly)
Miguel: Papa Ernesto… my blessing?
[Ernesto looks at the petal he's still holding then crushes it to pieces] 
Ernesto: Security?
[The security guards run in again] 
Ernesto: Take care of Miguel and the others. They’ll be extending their stay.
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito: What?! 
Miguel: What? [as the guards grab him and the Irelanders and drag them off] But I’m your family!
Ernesto: And Héctor 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.
Miguel: No! No! Let go! No!
[The guards throw Miguel, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito into a large pit filled with water]
Miguel and the others: [screaming]
[They land in the water and swim to the surface, gasping for air] 
Miguel: (gasping and panting) 
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito: (gasping)
[They swim over to a patch of land nearby and drag themselves onto it]  
Miguel: Help! Can anyone hear me? I wanna go home!
Lincoln Loud: Don't worry Miguel! We'll be getting out of here soon.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Lincoln's right!
Donald Duck: I can't believe that Ernesto really did murder Hector for his songs. How could he?! 
Jose Carioca: He trick us all and everyone else, alive and dead, making us think that he was the famous one all this time when it really should've been Hector!
[Miguel drops to his knees and looks at his skeleton hands before hanging his head in sadness] 
[Just then they hear a noise and see Hector walking out of a cave before collapsing to the ground] 
Miguel: Huh? H-Héctor?
Hector: Guys?
Miguel: Oh, Hector. [runs up to Hector and hugs him] You were right. I should have gone back to my family.
Hector: Hey, hey, hey.
Panchito: It's OK, Miguel. 
Donald Duck: Please don't cry.
Miguel: They told me not to be like de la Cruz. But I didn’t listen.
Jose Carioca: Miguel, it's not your fault.
Miguel: But I told them I didn’t care if they remembered me. I didn’t care if was on the stupid ofrenda.
Hector: Hey, chamaco, it’s okay. It’s okay.
Miguel: I told them, I didn't care. (sighs) I was a fool to believe that Ernesto was my great-great grandpa. I should never have listened to my family back home. And I should've listened to you guys. It's my fault for getting you involved in this. I'm really sorry.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah, Hector! Sorry about Ernesto.
Miguel: I know that now.
[Suddenly Hector pulses orange and collapses to the ground]
Hector: Huh! Oh!
Miguel: Héctor! Héctor?
Hector: She’s… forgetting me.
Miles: Who?
Hector: My daughter.
Miguel: She’s the reason you wanted to cross the bridge.
Hector: I just wanted to see her again. I never should have left Santa Cecilia. I wish I could apologize. I wish I could tell her that her Papa was trying to come home. That he loved her so much. My Coco.
[Everyone looks surprised upon hearing this]
Everyone: Coco? 
[Miguel takes the photo of Mama Imelda and Coco as a little girl from his coat and looks at it before giving it to Hector who looks surprised upon seeing it] 
Hector: Where? Where did you get this?
Miguel: That’s my Mama Coco. That’s my Mama Imelda. Is that… You?
Donald Duck: Wait a minute. That could only mean..... 
[Hector looks up in realization]
Hector: We're...
Hector and Miguel: Family?
[They smile at each other]
Panchito: That's right amigos! Hector, I think... you're Miguel's great-great grandpa. You've been right in front of us this whole time. We've just been looking in the wrong place for the wrong person. 
[Hector looks at the girl Coco in the picture] 
Hector: I always hoped I’d see her again. That she’d miss me. Maybe put up my photo. But it never happened. You know the worst part? Even if I never got to see Coco in the living world… I thought at least one day, I’d see her here. Give her the biggest hug. But she’s the last person who remembers me. The moment she’s gone from the living world…
Miguel: You disappear. From this one.
Lincoln Loud: Once you're forgotten, you'll never get to see her. 
Hector: Ever again. You know… I wrote her a song once. We used to sing it every night. At the same time. No matter how far apart we were. What I wouldn’t give to sing it to her. One… last… time.
[Hector starts to sing Remember Me as a flashback of him and young Coco singing together starts playing] 
Hector: Remember me~
Though I have to say goodbye~
Remember me~
Don’t let it make you cry~
For even if I’m far away~
I hold you in my heart~
I sing a secret song to you~
Each night we are apart~
Remember me~
Coco: [giggles] Papa! 
Hector: Though I have to travel far~
Remember me~
Each time you hear a sad guitar~
Hector and Coco: Know that I’m with you~
The only way that I can be~
Until you’re in my arms again~
Remember...~
[As the flashback ends, Hector sings the final lyric alone]
Hector: Me~
Ronnie Anne Santiago: That was so beautiful!
Miguel: He stole your guitar? He stole your songs?
Hector: I didn’t write "Remember Me" for the world. I wrote it for Coco. I’m a pretty sorry excuse for a great-great-grandpa.
Miguel: Are you kidding? A minute ago, I thought I was related to a murderer. You’re a total upgrade. My whole life… there’s been something that made me different. And I never knew where it came from. But now, I know. It comes from you!
Jose Carioca: And we didn't even realize it until now.
Miguel: I’m proud we’re family. I’m proud to be his family! Rrrr-aayy!
Hector: Haaa-ooei! Aaah-haha-ha-aayy! I’m proud to be his family! Haooo-whoo-hoo! 
[Silence ensues for a moment, but then a howling noise is heard causing everyone to look up]
[Dante appears the edge of the hole above] 
Dante: (barking)
Miguel: Dante? Dante! It’s Dante! Haha!
Lincoln Loud: Great to see you Dante!
Dante: (barking) 
[Pepita lands next to Dante and roars, causing droplets of water to fall from stalactites above]  
Miguel: (laughing) 
Imelda: (laughs) 
Hector: Imelda!
[Imelda looks at Hector and glares] 
Imelda: [bitterly] Hector.
Hector: You look good.
[Later, Pepita flies out of the sinkhole carrying Imelda, Miguel, Dante and the Irelanders on her back while Hector clings onto her tail for dear life]
Hector: [yelping] 
Donald Duck: Thanks for saving us out, big cat thing.
Pepita: (roars)
Miguel: Dante! You knew he was my Papa Héctor the whole time! You are a real spirit guide. Who’s a good spirit guide? You are!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: To think we thought he was a normal dog this whole time. 
[Then Dante looks at his paws which are starting to turn multi-coloured. He tries to bite it off but to no avail. Dante transforms into an Alebrije much to Miguel and the others' amazement] 
Miguel: Whoa. 
Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito: Wow.
[Dante then sprouts a pair of tiny wings]
Miguel: (laughs)
[Dante jumps off of Pepita to test his new wings but falls much to Miguel and the others' horror]
Miguel: Dante!
[They stare down at where Dante fell but then he rises up behind them and barks. He and Pepita fly around in a circle before moving on. Meanwhile, The Sanchezes, Oscar, Felipe, Julio, Victoria and Rosita are looking up hopefully at the sky before Pepita flies into view. Julio spots her]
Julio: There they are!
Rivera Family: [all exclaiming happily] 
[Pepita lands and Miguel, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito get off her back. Hector offers a hand to Imelda but she just gets off Pepita herself]
Imelda: (sighs)
[Dante lands on the ground as the Riveras huddle around Miguel all with relieved expressions on their faces]
Imelda: Mijo, I was so worried. Thank goodness we found you and your friends in time. [to Hector] And you. How many times must I turn you away?
Hector: Imelda…
Imelda: I want nothing to do with you. Not in life, not in death. I spent decades protecting my family from your mistakes. He spend five minutes with you, and I have to fish him out of a sinkhole!
Donald Duck: Now just hold on a minute.
Imelda: And you, how could you let this happen?
Jose Carioca: Hey, we didn't do anything..... 
Imelda: I told you this was none of your business. Yet you and your friends put him in danger.
Panchito: We did not! We were protecting him! And for the record, on our adventures, everything is our business! 
Imelda: Well my family was just fine before he came along. Because of him, I have to fish him out of a sinkhole!
Miguel: I wasn't in there because of Hector or Baron Von Sheldgoose. They were in there because of me. They were just trying to get me home. I didn't want to listen, but they were right. Nothing is more important than family.
Lincoln Loud: Miguel's right! you just can't see that because you banished all music from your life. But you never knew the truth about why Hector was gone for so long. 
Miguel: I’m ready to accept your blessing. And your conditions. But first, we need to find de la Cruz. To get Héctor’s photo.
Imelda: What?
Miguel: So he can see Coco again. Héctor should be on our ofrenda. He’s part of our family.
Imelda: He left this family.
Miguel: He tried to go home to you and Coco. But de la Cruz murdered him.
[Imelda looked shocked upon now knowing the truth] 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: He did what?!
Hector: It's true, guys. 
Imelda: And so what if it’s true? You leave me alone with a child to raise, and I’m just supposed to forgive you?
Hector: Imelda, I...
[Suddenly, Hector pulses orange again and collapses as Miguel and the Irelanders rush over to help]
Miguel: Hector?
Imelda: [gasps] 
Hector: I’m running out of time. It’s Coco.
Imelda: She’s forgetting you.
[Miguel, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito help Hector back to his feet]
Donald Duck: You don’t have to forgive him. But we shouldn’t forget him.
[Everyone looks sorry for poor Hector] 
Imelda: I wanted to forget you. I wanted Coco to forget you too, but…
Hector: This is my fault. Not yours. I’m sorry, Imelda.
[Imelda stays silent for a moment then finally gives in] 
Imelda: Miguel… Irelanders... If we help you get his photo… you will return home. No more music.
Miguel: Family comes first.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: We understand, Imelda. 
[Imelda stares then looks down]
Imelda: I… I can’t forgive you. But I will help you. So how do we get to de la Cruz and your enemies?
Miguel: I might know a way.
[Later, everyone is gathered at the stadium from Ernesto's sunrise spectacular as an orchestra plays. It finishes and the papaya appears, along with fake flames on screens. The Frida dancers emerge from the papaya and start dancing as our heroes, all in Frida outfits slip by unnoticed. Giant eyebrows appears and Frida's eyes and the monkey alebrije appear on screen. Our heroes pass Frida backstage]
Frida: Good luck, muchacho and friends.
Miguel: Gracias, Frida.
[The heroes get their costumes off. Miguel takes his fake unibrow off his forehead]
Miguel: Ah!
Oscar: (as Dante slips out from his skirt) Ah!
Dante: (whimpers)
Imelda: (grunts)
Hector: Here, let me help you with…
Imelda: Don’t touch me. [rips the skirt off] 
[They huddle up] 
Miguel: Everyone clear on the plan?
Victoria: Find Héctor’s photo.
Julio: Give it to Miguel.
Imelda: Send Miguel home.
Hector: Got your petals?
Dante: (barks)
[The heroes run down a corridor]
Imelda: Now, we just have to find de la Cruz.
[Ernesto and the villains appears next to her] 
Ernesto: Yes?
Imelda: Ah!
[The others hide against the wall] 
Lincoln Loud: Caballeros! Stop that sorcerer duck and that fat cat!
Donald Duck: Got it Lincoln!
Baron Von Sheldgoose: What the? How did you get in here? 
Ernesto: Baron, please, that's not how we greet backstage people. [to Imelda] Don’t I know you?
[Imelda takes off her boot and hits Ernesto with it, causing his head to spin around until he catches with his hands, stopping it] 
Imelda: That’s for murdering the love of my life!
Ernesto: Who the?
Hector: [comes out] She’s talking about me. I’m the love of your life?
Imelda: I don’t know, I’m still angry at you.
Ernesto: Héctor? How did you…
[Imelda hits him with her boot again]
Imelda: And that’s for trying to, murder my grandson and his friends!
Pete: Grandson?
Miguel: [comes out] She’s talking about me.
Ernesto: You! Wait. You’re related to Héctor?
Miguel: The photo!
[The others reveal themselves] 
Ernesto: Eh…
[Ernesto and the villains make a run for it] 
Imelda: After them!
[The heroes chase Ernesto and the villains as they push past actors wearing giant Ernesto heads]
Actors: [yelping]
Ernesto: Security, ayudanus.
[They run past the guards who are drinking coffee] 
Hector: You said love of your life?
Imelda: I don’t know what I said.
Miguel: That’s what I heard.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah. You two are so getting back together.
[The guards block their path]
Julio: Hi-yah!
[He kicks a guard, knocking him over. Oscar and Felipe are surrounded by more guards but look at each other. Oscar takes Felipe's arms off and uses them as nun-chucks to hit the guards while Felipe uses his head. Imelda, Rosita, Miguel, Hector and the Irelanders are blocked by two more guards] 
Skeleton man: Places, senor. You’re on in 30 seconds.
[Ernesto pushes past him and tries to open the door but Imelda grabs him and they fight. She grabs the photo but Ernesto grabs her arm. Seeing Imelda's in trouble, Miguel runs over and knocks Ernesto down. Imelda lands on the ground still holding the photo] 
Imelda: Miguel, I have it!
Miguel: [sees Ernesto getting up] Oh!
[Miguel runs off with two guards on his tail. Imelda suddenly rises up on a platform. Seeing his chance to get the photo back, Ernesto runs up some stairs. A guard grabs Miguel but Dante flies into view and snatches the guard's head off his body, allowing Miguel and the others to follow Ernesto and the villains] 
Miguel: Hurry, come on!
[Oscar and Felipe stay behind to deal with two more guards. Imelda continues to rise to the stage] 
Announcer: Ladies and gentleman! The one. The only. Ernesto de la Cruz!
Everyone: (cheering)
[A camera man turns his camera to reveal Imelda on the screens] 
Ernesto: Get her off the stage!
Reirei: You heard him! And grab the photo while you're at it. 
[Miguel and the others arrive. Imelda sees the guards coming and tries to get away but almost knocks the microphone over in the process] 
Imelda: (gasps)
Miguel: Sing! Sing!
[Imelda sees the guards making their way up the stairs and begins to sing]
Imelda: Ay de m, Llorona~
Llorona de azul~
Celeste~
Ay de m, Llorona~
Llorona de azul~
Celeste~
Y aunque la vida me cueste, Llorona~
No dejar de quererte~
No dejar de quererte~
Me sub~
Al pino ms alto, Llorona~
A ver Si Te divisaba~
Como El pino era tierno, Llorona~
Al verme llorar, lloraba~
Ay de m, Llorona, Llorona~
Llorona de azul~
Celeste~
Ay de m, Llorona, Llorona~
Llorona de azul Celeste~
Y aunque la vida me cueste, Llorona~
No dejar de quererte~
Y aunque la vida me cueste~
[Ernesto grabs her arm and they start dance fighting over the photo]
Ernesto and Imelda: Ay de mí llorona, llorona,~
llorona de azul celeste~ Y aunque la vida me cueste, llorona,~
no dejaré de quererte~
Imelda: Let go of me!
Ernesto: Llorona~
No dejar de quererte~
No dejar de quererte~
No dejar de quererte~
Ay, ay, ay!~
[Imelda steps on Ernesto's foot and grabs the photo from him before running off]
Ernesto: [yelps in pain] 
Crowd: (cheering) 
[Backstage: Imelda runs up to Hector, and gives him a romantic hug, while laughing happily. Imelda looks up at her husband, and both skeletons pull away from each other, while Imelda and Hector blushed]
Imelda: (blushing) I forgot what that felt like...
Hector: (blushing) You... still got it...
Baron Von Sheldgoose: Calling in friends to fight in battles eh!!!!!!!
(Donald, Jose and Panchito uses a sword to chops Baron Von Sheldgoose's henchmens)
Ronnie Anne Santiago: We did it!
(Lincoln Loud, Donald Duck, Jose and Panchito, and Baron Von Sheldgoose was defeated)
Miguel: (clears throat) 
Imelda: Miguel. I give you and your friends my blessing... to go home... to put up our photos... and to never...
Miguel: Never play music again.
Imelda: To never forget how much your family loves you.
Panchito: That's more like it. 
Hector: You and your friends are going home.
[Miguel smiles and reaches for the petal when Ernesto grabs him by the scruff of his jumper and yanks him away]
Ernesto: You and your friends are not going anywhere!
Donald Duck: It's Ernesto and Pete!
[Imelda lunges but Ernesto pushes her to the ground] 
Hector: Imelda!
Ernesto: Stay back! Stay back! All of you, stay back! Not one more step.
Dante: (barking)
Miguel: Dante!
[Dante tries to drag Miguel away from Ernesto only for Ernesto to throw Miguel to the ground]
Hector: Ernesto, villains, stop! (pulses orange again and collapses) Leave the boy and his friends alone!
Ernesto: I’ve worked too hard, Héctor. Too hard to let them destroy everything.
Hector: They're living people, Ernesto! 
[Rosita moves a camera, Victoria press #3 button secretly]
Ernesto: (as he appears on the screens in front of the audience) They are a THREAT!! You think we’d let them go back to the Land of the Living with your photo? To keep your memory ALIVE?! No.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: You are rude and gross and totally annoying!
Miguel: Yeah. You’re a coward!
Ernesto: I am Ernesto de la Cruz, the greatest musician of ALL TIME!!
Lincoln Loud: That's a lie! Héctor’s the real musician! He's the one who should be praised by people all over Mexico, not you!
Miguel: He's right! You're just a guy who murdered him and stole his songs!
(The crowd gasps)
Crowd member: Murdered?
Donald Duck: You're just a liar, a murderer, a fraud, and a thief! Hector got homesick and wanted to go back home to see his family again, but you refused to let him go and you murdered him! Not to mention making Miguel's family believe he abandoned them! Their hatred towards music was all because of you!
Ernesto: I am the one who’s willing to do what it takes to seize MY MOMENT… whatever it takes! [tosses Miguel over the building]
Miguel: [screaming] 
Hector: No!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Miguel!
Jose Carioca: I'II get him! (flies down)
[The crowd watch in horror as they begin to see the true Ernesto from the screens]
Imelda: Miguel!
Oscar: Miguel!
Pete: That'll teach them!
Ernesto: Apologies, old friend. But the show must go on.
[He walks away. Miguel continues to plummet as Donald, Jose and Panchito dives after him]
Miguel: [screaming] 
Panchito: Miguel, hang on!
Dante: (barking)
[Dante grabs Miguel by his vest but Miguel loses the photo in the process, causing Dante to let go]
Lincoln Loud: No! 
Miguel: [screaming]
[Luckily, Pepita catches Miguel just in time and flies back up the tower while Miguel watches sadly as the photo disappears beneath the water. On the stage, Ernesto straights his hair and heads out onto the stage only to receive booing from the audience]
Pete: What's going on? Why are they not applauding?
Ernesto: [laughs nervously] Please, please, mi familia!
Male Crowd: MURDERER!!
Female Crowd: GET OFF THE STAGE!!
Ernesto: Orchestra, a-1, a-2, a-1…
[The conductor breaks his baton in disgust] 
Ernesto: ♪ Remember me ♪ Though I have to s- ♪ (a tomato is thrown into his jacket) HEY!!
[The audience continue to boo while throwing food at Ernesto]
Female Crowd member: Look!
[Pepita appears on the screen and lands next to the Riveras with Donald, Jose and Panchito and Dante following her. Pete saw that they've been exposed all this time] 
Lincoln Loud: It's over Pete!
Pete: Uh-oh!
Donald: How’s this for a coward?
Pete: Ow!
Panchito: How’s this for a doofus?
Lincoln Loud: And we all may be small, Pete… but I’ve got friends that make me ten feet tall.
Pete: Aw, nuts.
(Together, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago Donald and Jose Carioca and Panchito finished Pete off. And they chopped off his peg leg.)
Lincoln Loud: Timber!
Pete: I hate happy endings.
[He falls down, and Pepita makes her way on stage, growling and roaring at him] 
Pepita: (growling) 
Ernesto: Nice kitty.
Pepita: (roaring)
[Pepita grabs Ernesto by the waiste and drags him into the air] 
Ernesto: Ah! Put me down! Please! I’m begging you! Stop, stop! Aaah! Aah! Aaah! Oooh! Oh! No! Aaah!
[Pepita kicks Ernesto into a large bell in the distance. He smacks into it but as he picks himself up, the bell falls on top of him, crushing him again. The crowd cheers]
Skeleton Man: What did I miss?
[Back with the Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito and the Riveras] 
Miguel: Good boy, Dante.
Imelda: Miguel!
[Miguel and Mama Imelda hug each other]
Panchito: We did it!
Everyone: [cheering] 
[Hector pulses orange again and collapses. Miguel and the Irelanders run over to him]
Miguel: Oh! Héctor! The photo, I lost it.
Hector: It’s okay, mijo. It’s…
[Hector pulses orange again and falls to the ground] 
Miguel: Héctor! Héctor?
Hector: Coco.
Donald Duck: Come on Miguel it's time to go!
Miguel: Donald, no, we can still find the photo.
Imelda: Miguel, Donald has a point, it’s almost sunrise.
[Miguel sees the sun rising in the distance and his face starts to become a skull]
Miguel: No, no, no. I can’t leave you. I promised I put your photo up. I promised you’d see Coco.
Panchito: Miguel, there is no time for that. We'll find another way. Now let's go.
Hector: Panchito's right. We’re both out of time, mijo.
[Hector pulses orange again]
Miguel: No! No! She can’t forget you.
Hector: I just wanted her to know… that I loved her.
[Hector pulses orange again as he holds up the petal]
Miguel: Héctor!
Hector: You and your friends have our blessing, Miguel.
Imelda: No conditions.
[Imelda moves the petal toward Miguel]
Miguel: No, Papa Héctor. Please!
[Everyone watches in sadness]
Dante: (whimpers)
Miguel: No.
Lincoln Loud: (getting rusted) We can't stay any longer, Miguel. We have to go now! 
Miguel: (panting) 
Hector: Go home. 
[Hector pulses orange again] 
Miguel: I promise! I-I won’t let Coco forget you!
[Imelda pushes the petal to Miguel's chest and he and the others disperse into marigold petals. Moments later, they lay unconscious on the floor of Ernesto's shrine. They slowly pick themselves up] 
Lincoln Loud: Where are we guys?
Ronnie Anne Santiago: We're back in Ernesto's shrine, obviously. The blessing worked.
Donald Duck: Yes! We're alive again! We're alive, we're alive! (laughs) 
Jose Carioca: Yes my friends, we are alive but we've still gotta find a way for Coco to remember Hector before it's too late. 
[Panchito points to the guitar] 
Panchito: That's it! If we play Hector's song for her, she's sure to remember. Come on! 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Sure caballeros! Come on Linc! let's go!
Miguel: (gasps) 
[Miguel grabs Hector's guitar and they run out of the shrine. They run through the plaza and round a corner, heading to the shoe shop. Tio Berto and Abel are fast asleep on a bench nearby when Berto wakes up and spots them] 
Berto: There they are!
[Miguel, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito pass Enrique who sees them] 
Enrique: Miguel, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose, Panchito, stop! 
[Miguel and the others run into the courtyard and to Mama Coco's room only to run into Abuelita Elena who blocks their path] 
Abuelita: Where have you been?
Miguel: Ah! We need to see Mama Coco, please!
Abuelita: [gasps] What are you doing with that? Give it to me! Miguel, stop. Miguel! Miguel? Miguel!
[Miguel, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito hurry into Mama Coco's room and shut the door. They see Mama Coco and go over to her] 
Miguel: Mama Coco? Can you hear us? It’s Miguel, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Donald, Jose and Panchito. We-we saw your Papa! Remember? Papa? Please. If you forget him. He’ll be gone. Forever. Here. This was his guitar, right? He used to play it to you? See, there he is. Papa, remember? Papa?
[Mama Coco looks at the photo but still fails to remember]
Lincoln Loud: It's not working. We've gotta keep trying. 
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah! Keep going!
Donald Duck: This is our chance!
Abuelita: Miguel! 
Miguel: Mama Coco, please. Don’t forget him.
[Miguel, Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito look upset as they feel as if they've failed. The rest of the Rivera family come in] 
Abuelita: What are you doing to that poor woman? It’s okay, mother.
Enrique: What’s gotten into you? I thought I lost you, Miguel.
Miguel: (starting to cry and hugs his father) I’m sorry, Papa.
Luisa: We’re all together now. That’s what matters.
Miguel: Not all of us.
Abuelita: It’s okay, Mamita. Miguel, you apologize to your Mama Coco.
[Miguel wipes his tears away and approaches Mama Coco] 
Miguel: Mama Coco…
[He then looks at the guitar and remembers his promise to Hector] 
Abuelita: Well, apologize.
Donald Duck: Don't put pressure on him! You've done enough damage to Miguel as it is!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Yeah! Don't you think he suffered enough with your music ban?!
[Miguel goes to the side of Mama Coco and kneels down]
Miguel: Mama Coco… Your Papa… [picks up the guitar] He wanted you to have this.
[Miguel starts to strum the guitar with Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito joining in. Elena makes to grab the guitar but Enrique stops her by grabbing her shoulder] 
Enrique: Mama… wait…
Miguel and Panchito: Remember me~
Though I have to say goodbye~
Remember me~
Don’t let it make you cry~
For even if I’m far away~
Luisa: Look!
[As Ronnie Anne Santiago and the four boys continue to sing, Mama Coco's memory of Hector starts to return as the Riveras watch amazed and touched by the song]
I hold you in my heart~
I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart~
Remember me~
Though I have to travel far~
Miguel, Lincoln, Donald, Jose, Panchito, Ronnie Anne and Coco: Remember me~
Each time you hear a sad guitar~
Know that I’m with you~
The only way that I can be~
Until you’re in my arms again~
Remember Me~
[Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito and Miguel smile happy that they've saved Coco's memory of Hector at last. Coco hears Elena sniffing and looks at her] 
Coco: Elena? What’s wrong, mija?
Abuelita Elena: Nothing, Mama. Nothing at all.
April O'Neil: (sniffs) Like that was the most beautiful song I've ever heard!
Bobby Santiago: (sniffs) Yeah! You said it!
Lori Loud: Don't cry Bobby! My brother, your sister and their fine feather friends did good!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Coco, did that song sound familiar to you? 
Mama Coco: My Papa used to sing me that song.
Miguel: He loved you, Mama Coco. Your Papa loved you so much.
[Coco puts a comforting hand on Miguel's cheek then opens a drawer. She fumbles around inside and pulls out a book full of letters from Hector]
Coco: I kept his letters. Poems he wrote me. And…
[She hands Miguel a torn off piece of the photo of Mama Imelda, Coco and Hector which Miguel connects with the photo finally completing it] 
Coco: Papa was a musician. When I was a little girl… He and Mama would sing such beautiful songs.
[Miguel hugs Mama Coco. We then cut to the cemetery one year later and view Ernesto's shrine which now has the sign Forget You on it. We then view tourists at the shoe shop taking photos of Hector's guitar and letters]
Donald Duck: Well, there you have it fellas!
Jose Carioca: We did good for singing songs!
Abuelita Elena: (approaches Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito in a sad look on her face) Oh, I hope you people can find it in your hearts to forgive us. Especially me. Even though we banned music from this household because of that ruffian De La Cruz, there's no excuse for the way we've treated you all. Please let us do something to make it up to you. We just want you to feel like, well, like your our honored guests to the family. We'll do anything for you. Honest.
Lincoln Loud and Ronnie Anne Santiago: Anything?
Luisa Rivera: Anything at all.
Enrique Rivera: Just name it.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Well, there is something that you could do.
Donald Duck: My friends and I are ready to perform our song with Lincoln Loud and Ronnie Anne Santiago.
Ronnie Anne Santiago: That's a great idea Pato Donald!
Jose Carioca: (clears throat) Now, you all understand that everything that's related to Ernesto De La Cruz must go. All of the books he's written, all of the movies he starred in, and everything he recorded Hector's music in while he was alive.
Panchito: (agrees) Now you're talking amigo!
Abuelita Elena: (comforts Miguel) Don't worry, dear. We'll have all new things for your room in no time at all. And to make up for our mistreatment towards you, your friends, and your love of music, we will be taking you and your cousins to the sea shore for a holiday tomorrow.
Lincoln Loud: Exactly! What do you say Ronnie Anne?
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Absolutely everything that De La Cruz made in his life must be collected and burned.
Enrique Rivera: Certainly.
Luisa Rivera: That would be a good idea.
Tour Guide: And right over here, one of Santa Cecilia’s greatest treasures. The home of the esteemed songwriter, Héctor Rivera. The letters Héctor wrote home for his daughter, Coco contain the lyrics for all of your favorite songs. Not just "Remember Me."
Abuelita: Oh, you guys a twig mijo. Have some more.
Lincoln Loud: Uh, no, thanks.
Abuelita: I asked if you guys would like more tamales.
Lincoln Loud and Ronnie Anne Santiago: We mean, yes.
Abuelita: That's what I thought you said, you silly boy. (laughs as she affectionately ruffles his head)
Bobby: Aw, look, they're getting along!
Lori: Does that mean...?
[Lincoln stops laughing as he sees Bobby taking Lori's hands in his.]
Bobby: Babe, this has been torture!
Lori: Oh, Bobby Boo-Boo Bear!
[Rosa puts up flags as Abel's brother run by passing Miguel showing his baby sister Socorro his family's offrenda photos] 
Miguel: And that man is your Papa Julio. And there’s Tía Rosita. And your Tía Victoria. And those two are Oscar and Felipe. There aren’t just old pictures, they’re our family. And they’re counting on us to remember them. (holding his baby sister, Socorro)
[Abuelita comes in and sadly puts Mama Coco's photo on the offrenda. Miguel hugs her and they look at the photos of Coco and Hector as the scene changes to the Land of the Dead where Hector is revealed to still be remembered ready to cross over the bridge with the Sanchezes watching] 
Donald Duck: Don't worry Miguel! 
Jose Carioca: We're sure Coco is happily reunited with her father. 
Panchito: They're both together at last. 
Woman: Next.
[Hector stands in front of the scanner and smiles. He waits then his photo appears on the screen] 
Woman: Enjoy your visit, Héctor.
Hector: (sighs in relief)
[Hector puts his hat on as he joins Imelda and the Sanchezes as Imelda and he share a kiss] 
Coco: Papa! 
Hector: Coco!
[Hector kisses Coco multiple times as they share a hug before they, Imelda and the Sanchezes cross over the marigold petal bridge together. They join the other Riveras while Pepita and Dante play happily together in the sky. In the Land of the Living, Dante becomes a normal dog again followed by Pepita who is now a cat. They run into the shoe shop courtyard where festivities for the Day of the Dead are underway. We view Miguel in a mariachi outfit playing with Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose and Panchito, Rosa and Abel] 
Miguel: ♪Ay mi familia Oiga mi gente Canten a coro Let it be known Our love for each other Will live on forever In every beat Of my proud corazon♪
[The dead Riveras join in watching Miguel playing his guitar. Hector grabs a transparent copy of it and joins in the melody as the living Riveras hold Miguel in the air. The camera pans up to a flag with the words The End in it. The screen fades to black before showing Lincoln Loud, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Donald, Jose, Panchito, Miguel and the Rivera, both living and dead, outside Santa Cecilia] 
Donald Duck, Jose Carioca and Panchito: Hasta la vista amigos!
Lincoln Loud: Buenas noches!
Ronnie Anne Santiago: Adios!
Lincoln Loud: Um Miguel I Don’t Have A Family
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