Selena Page #2

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Oh, sh*t!

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm all right.

"Blue Moon

"You saw me standing alone

"Without a dream in my heart"

Sick, sick, sick!

Have you ever seen a girl

playing the drums?

Hello!

Listen! Have you ever seen a girl

playing the drums? No!

You see them playing the harp,

you see them playing everything...

Why is there no music?

We've been talking and

we'd rather go outside and play.

I mean, not this play

but play as in "run."

You can play outside in an hour.

Okay? Right now I want you

to play "Feelings."

"Feelings"?!

- Play it!

- No way!

Why not?

It's the 50's!

- That song's way out of style!

- 50's are over!

We want to play stuff we like.

Stuff that's cool!

Stuff that happens.

Show me what's happening.

Shut up!

It's too cool for me.

Play "Blue Moon."

- Come on, Dad.

- Look at you guys.

Fifteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes of real playing.

Go ahead, count it off.

You know, I've been thinking.

Here in Lake Jackson...

...there are a lot of gringos.

What?

We wanted something better for the kids.

- Better than the barrio.

- Yeah, but...

There are no Mexican restaurants here.

And gringos love Mexican food.

Are you thinking of

opening a restaurant?

Yes, I am.

There's a lot of money to be made.

You've got a good job.

- I mean a good restaurant.

- A steady job.

We just bought this house!

What are you thinking of?

I'm not going to quit my job, okay?

But a good Mexican restaurant...

Oh, Abraham!

Never satisfied.

- There's enough room.

- Always dreaming.

- Put up a stage for some music.

- Music?

That's what this is about, isn't it?

Music!

No, no, this is about food.

Okay? And I'm hungry.

The kids could play. We'd be together.

The clients would love it.

You wouldn't quit your job.

No, I wouldn't quit my job.

Oh, God.

I must tell you, you got it centered.

It looks great.

- But I don't buy that "G."

- The "G" is perfect.

It looks like a "Y"!

- It looks great.

- It looks like "Papa Yoyos"!

- It's "Papa Gayo's." Perfect.

- Go back up there.

- Everybody's exhausted.

- Look at that "Y."

Papa Y?

- It's "G."

- It's "Papa Gayo."

- It says, "Papa Yoyo's."

- Come on.

- Come on, let's go home.

- Go ahead, go home.

- Look.

- Okay, stay.

- Stay!

- Get out of the way, I'll do it.

Let me do it. I want to do it.

If you don't let me do it...

Watch out!

"Somewhere over the rainbow

"Way up high"

How's it going?

You were right,

gringos like Mexican food.

They like it so much.

We'll run out pretty soon.

- I must talk to you.

- Hold on.

Where are my enchiladas?

I had to quit my job today.

I didn't want to.

They didn't want me to be here today.

They wanted me to work.

And I wanted to be here.

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