[MUSIC PLAYING]
There he is!
Miguel, stop!
Where have you been?
Ah!
I need to see Mamá Coco, please!
What are you doing with that?
Give it to me.
Miguel, stop.
Miguel.
[BANGING ON THE DOOR]
Miguel! Miguel!
Mamá Coco, can you hear me?
It's Miguel.
I saw your papá.
Remember, Papá?
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.
Papá, remember?
Papá?
[BANGING]
Mamá Coco, please, don't forget him.
What are you doing to that poor woman?
It's OK, Mamita.
What's gotten into you?
[CRYING]
I thought I lost you, Migue.
I'm sorry, Papá.
We're all together now.
That's what matters.
Not all of us.
It's OK, Mamita.
Miguel, you apologize to your Mamá Coco.
Mamá Coco?
Well?
Apologize.
Mamá Coco, your papá, he wanted you to have this.
[GASP] Mamá, wait.
(SINGING) Remember me.
Though I have to say good bye, remember me.
Don't let it make you cry.
For even if I'm--
Look!
(SINGING) Far away, 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, 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.
Elena, what's wrong, mija?
Nothing, Mamá.
Nothing at all.
My papá used to sing me that song.
He loved you, Mamá Coco.
Your papá, he loved you so much.
I kept his letters, poems he wrote me, and--
Papá was a musician.
When I was a little girl, he and Mamá would
sings such beautiful songs.