Coco Page #2

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EXT. COURTYARD

MIGUEL:

I used to run like this...

Miguel pumps his arms with his hands in fists. Then he

switches to flat palms.

MIGUEL:

But now I run like this which is

way faster!

CUT TO:

INT. MAMÁ COCO'S ROOM

Miguel, in a luchador mask, climbs onto the bed, arms raised.

MIGUEL:

And the winner is... Luchadora

Coco!

Miguel leaps off the bed onto a pile of pillows that bursts,

sending feathers onto Mamá Coco who wears a mask of her own.

CUT TO:

EXT. DINING AREA

Miguel leans toward Mamá Coco at the dinner table.

MIGUEL:

I have a dimple on this side, but

not on this side. Dimple. No

dimple. Dimple. No dimple--

ABUELITA:

Miguel! Eat your food.

Miguel's ABUELITA (70s) runs the table like a ship captain.

She gives Mamá Coco a kiss on the head.

MIGUEL (V.O.)

My Abuelita? She's Mamá Coco's

daughter.

Abuelita piles extra tamales on Miguel's plate.

ABUELITA:

Aw, you're a twig, mijo. Have some

more.

5.

MIGUEL:

No, gracias.

ABUELITA:

I asked if you would like more

tamales.

MIGUEL:

S-sí?

ABUELITA:

That's what I THOUGHT you said.

MIGUEL (V.O.)

Abuelita runs our house just like

Mamá Imelda did.

CUT TO:

INT. OFRENDA ROOM - DAY

Abuelita adjusts the photo of her beloved Mamá Imelda. Then

she perks her ear at a hooting sound.

INT. KITCHEN - MOMENTS LATER

Miguel idly blows into a glass soda bottle. Abuelita takes

the bottle away.

ABUELITA:

No music!

INT. MAMÁ COCO'S ROOM - DAY

Miguel listens as a truck drives by the window, blaring radio

tunes. Abuelita angrily slams the window shut.

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