Selena Page #5

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Now you're making me hungry.

Come on, Dad.

I can do it. I know I can.

Really.

Trust us.

Let's finish touring California

and then will talk about it.

But being Mexican-American

is really hard.

Security!

What's going on in here?

We'll pay for everything,

and I do mean everything.

You think that'll make it right?

You do this everywhere you go?

He's fired. I never

want to see him again.

- You can't do that.

- We're not a disgusting rock group!

I know that, Dad! Look, trust me!

- Where is he?

- I don't know.

- I want him fired!

- You can't.

We're going to Mexico.

I don't want to see his face again.

There is no way we're going to find

a new guitarist before then.

It's impossible.

Chris!

What was that all about?

What's with you, huh?

Why are you trying to spoil everything?

I'm no good for you.

It'll never work.

I wish everyone would stop telling me

what's good for me!

I must hear it from Dad, Mom, A.B.

And now you?!

Maybe you should listen to them.

Stop telling me what I should want!

You don't know who I really am!

You don't know anything about me!

And that's you up there?

Big hot-shot rock-and-roller,

got to trash hotel rooms?

I've been around musicians all my life.

I'm not impressed.

And I do know who you are.

I can see you.

You're just Chris.

I want it to work, okay?

But it just can't.

You know what your problem is?

You can't accept something great

even when it stares you in the face.

I may not be street-wise and all that.

But at least I know not to be that dumb!

Her Spanish.

If only she could just keep singing!

When we get out there,

let me do all the talking, okay?

Let me handle this. Okay?

I've got an idea.

...excited!

Are they shouting for me?

They are shouting for you.

- You going to wear your jacket?

- No, no.

Have a good show.

There's over 100,000 people here.

- We expected 10,000.

- Order extra security people.

They're going on stage already.

The police are sending extra help.

We weren't prepared

for a crowd this big.

I've never seen anything like it.

That's enough! Stop! Get off!

Everybody, get off! This is crazy!

Are you okay?

The stage was collapsing!

They're pushing the stage!

This is too dangerous.

The stage will crash.

You can't stop the concert.

I won't let them play!

- It'll cause a riot!

- These are my children!

They're in danger!

We need you to settle this crowd down?

Can you do it?

Yeah!

Are you sure?

Yeah, I can do it.

Get out there. Quickly. Come on.

Let's do "Como La Flor."

But start it slow.

You got it.

Front page!

We're on so many covers!

We did it!

What's Dad doing?

Listen to this.

"Selena is the genuine artist

of the people."

You're an artist!

I've never seen so many people before.

I've never been scared of a crowd,

not even when I was nine.

But then you started to sing

and they all loved you.

Sometimes I think about...

...the things I never had.

I never had a normal childhood.

I finished high school by mail.

Spent more time in Big Bertha

than I have anywhere else.

But when I was on that stage...

...it was nothing I ever felt before.

It's hard to describe.

I just had this feeling like...

...my dreams...

...were the same as the dreams

of all those people in the audience.

Like all their hopes

were centered on me.

And I just felt lucky.

I felt really lucky.

I know why they love you.

Oh, yeah? Why?

Because I love you, too.

I mean it.

You're my best friend. I can talk

about anything and you understand.

I thought a lot about

what you said to me...

...that night in L.A. By the dumpsters.

I don't want to be that dumb.

I don't want to lose you.

I don't want to lose you either.

When I was five years old

and my parents split up...

...every day I've remembered

the feeling I had when I knew...

...my father wasn't coming back.

Until I met you.

I don't feel like that anymore.

I love you.

I love you, too.

And this goes here.

I have a surprise for you.

- You do?

- Want to see it?

Hold on! Wait for me.

Okay. Everybody off the bus.

What's going on?

Get off the bus.

Get off!

You, stay in. You, stay in. Get off.

This is over right now.

What do you mean?

This. You and him. It's over.

- You can't tell us what to do.

- I can tell you anything I want.

I know who you are.

I come from the streets.

I know what a bum musician is.

Don't talk to him like that!

I can say anything I want to say to him!

I won't have this in my family.

Let's get this straight.

You're not to see each other

like this again.

I'm not agreeing to anything!

You can't tell me who I can

and can't...

You wait!

You'll ruin your career and you're life!

You're 20! Give yourself time!

I don't care what you say!

It doesn't matter! I love him!

What did you say?

I said...

...I love him.

And he loves me.

Of course he does!

You're young, you're beautiful

and you're rich!

You would say that!

It's not like that!

He cares about me.

The real me.

Inside!

There is no way...

...l'll let you take that away.

We aren't going to stop

seeing each other.

You listen to me!

If you think I'll allow you

to mess up my family...

...ruin all we've worked for,

you're wrong!

I respect your family.

I don't want to ruin anything.

I love her and we want to get married.

That's right. We want to get married.

That's it!

You're fired!

Do you hear me?!

You can ride home,

but then you're fired!

I can make my own way.

You cannot do this, Dad!

I'm not going to let you do this!

Let me go!

Listen to me.

You all listen to me!

If you follow that man,

I will disband the group!

There will be no more

Selena y Los Dinos.

Do you understand me?

Do you all understand me?

It's over!

It's okay.

Mija, but your father is right.

You're too young to get married.

You and Dad were just as young

when you got married. Younger.

It was different back then, Selena.

What was so different?

I was the daughter of poor farm workers.

We didn't have any choices.

In those days there was no other way.

But you and Dad have been happy, right?

I love your father very much.

But I wanted something different

for my daughters.

A chance to see things.

To live, mija.

Look, mija,

just wait a few years, okay?

I know it seems like forever to you now.

But believe me, it's the right thing.

But I love him, Mom.

I love him.

It's okay.

I hate this.

Can't go to a burger joint...

...without worrying about someone

seeing us and it getting back to Dad.

Pass the hot sauce.

It's in the glove compartment.

Don't worry about it.

Just give it time.

Where are you going next?

I don't know.

El Paso tomorrow. Some big gig.

They keep me busy between gigs too.

Today I have to go

to the park with Sara.

I had to talk fast just

to go shopping alone.

And you're here with me.

He says he'll break up the band

if we keep seeing each other.

So what? I can do other things.

I can design clothes.

I've always wanted to do that.

You don't want to quit music.

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