Coco Page #11

MIGUEL:

But I wasn't stealing the guitar!

MAMÁ IMELDA

Guitar...?

42.

MIGUEL:

It was my great-great

grandfather's, he would have wanted

me to have it--

MAMÁ IMELDA

Ah-ah-ah! We do not speak of

that...

(disgust)

...musician! He is DEAD to this

family!

MIGUEL:

Uh, you're all dead.

Dante balances his paws at the edge of the clerk's desk and

tries to reach a plate of food.

CLERK:

ACHOO! I am sorry, whose alebrije

is that?

Miguel steps up, trying to pull Dante away from the treats.

MIGUEL:

That's just Dante.

TÍA ROSITA

He sure doesn't look like an

alebrije.

Tía Rosita gestures to the fantastical creatures fluttering

on the other side of the window.

TÍO OSCAR

He just looks like a plain old

dog...

TÍO FELIPE

...Or a sausage someone dropped in

a barbershop.

CLERK:

Whatever he is, I am -- ACHOO! --

terribly allergic.

MIGUEL:

But Dante doesn't have any hair.

CLERK:

And I don't have a nose, and yet

here we are -- ACHOO!!

43.

MAMÁ IMELDA

But none of this explains why I

couldn't cross over.

Miguel realizes something. He sheepishly pulls out the

folded photo.

MIGUEL:

Oh...

He unfolds the photo.

MAMÁ IMELDA

You took my photo off the ofrenda?!

MIGUEL:

It was an accident!

Mamá Imelda turns to the clerk, fire in her eyes.

MAMÁ IMELDA

How do we send him back?!

CLERK:

Well, since it's a family matter...

(flipping pages)

The way to undo a family curse is

to get your family's blessing.

MIGUEL:

That's it?

CLERK:

Get your family's blessing, and

everything SHOULD go back to

normal. But you gotta do it by

sunrise!

MIGUEL:

What happens at sunrise?

PAPÁ JULIO

Híjole! Your hand!

Miguel looks at his hand. The tip of one of his fingers has

started to turn skeletal. He turns pale. He starts to faint

when Papá Julio picks him up and gently slaps him awake.

PAPÁ JULIO

Whoa, Miguel. Can't have you

fainting on us.

44.

CLERK:

But not to worry! Your family's

here, you can get your blessing

right now.

The clerk searches the ground near Tía Rosita.

CLERK:

Cempasúchil, cempasúchil. Aha!

Perdón, señora.

Tía Rosita titters. The clerk plucks a marigold petal from

the hem of her dress. He hands the petal to Mamá Imelda.

CLERK:

(to Imelda)

Now, you look at the living and say

his name.

Imelda turns to Miguel.

MAMÁ IMELDA

Miguel.

CLERK:

Nailed it. Now say: I give you my

blessing.

MAMÁ IMELDA

I give you my blessing.

The marigold petal glows in her fingers. Miguel brightens.

But Mamá Imelda is not finished.

MAMÁ IMELDA (CONT'D)

I give you my blessing to go

home...

The glow of the marigold petal surges.

MAMÁ IMELDA (CONT'D)

To put my photo back on the

ofrenda...

Each added condition makes the petal glow brighter. Imelda

delivers it like a scolding, but Miguel nods.

MAMÁ IMELDA (CONT'D)

And to never play music again!

The petal surges one last time.

45.

MIGUEL:

What? She can't do that!

CLERK:

Well technically she can add any

conditions she wants.

Miguel stares her down. Imelda is firm in her resolve.

MIGUEL:

Fine.

CLERK:

(to Imelda)

Then you hand the petal to Miguel.

Imelda extends the petal to Miguel, who reaches for it.

He grabs the petal. WHOOOOSH! He's consumed by a whirlwind

of petals and disappears.

DE LA CRUZ'S MAUSOLEUM - NIGHT

He reappears in a whirlwind of petals. It seems like he's

solid. He runs to the window and looks out.

MIGUEL:

No skeletons!

Miguel laughs, relieved. Then, a mischievous smile on his

face, he turns and eyes de la Cruz's guitar.

Miguel quickly grabs the guitar.

MIGUEL:

Mariachi Plaza, here I come--

He takes two steps toward the door, then WHOOOOSH!

CLERK'S OFFICE - SAME TIME

Miguel appears back in the clerk's office in another flash of

the marigold whirlwind, without the guitar. The family

turns, shocked to see him back so soon.

Miguel realizes his hands are still in guitar-holding

position.

MAMÁ IMELDA

Two seconds and you already break

your promise!

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