01x37 - The Beach Blahs/The Last Sandcastle

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♪ Waahoooa yay! [♪♪♪]

♪ Vamonos!

♪Lo le lo lai, lo lai lai lo le, ♪

♪ it's Alma's Way!

♪ Here she comes,

♪beaming with pride and something to say! ♪

♪ Hear those drums?

♪ Playing Alma's Way.

♪ From the Bronx,

♪ singing a le lo lai, lai lo lei! ♪

♪ Our island songs,

♪ saying Alma's Way!

♪So many questions, so much to explain. ♪

♪ Hoh! ♪ Figure it out as you hop on the train. ♪

♪Hoo!♪ ♪♪With Mami, Papi, Junior and Abuelo, mi gente.

♪ I'll think it through and share it with you, ♪

♪ come on vente!

♪ There she goes!

♪Learning about her world every day. ♪

♪ The whole world knows,

♪ it's Alma's Way...

♪ Alma's Way!

♪i¡Wepa! ♪

ALMA: "“The Beach Blahs"”

[♪♪♪]

ALMA: André's coming over, and then we're going to the beach!

ANDREÉ: [in high-pitched voice] Hi, Alma! Ready to swim with me?

ALMA: [giggles]

Totally!

But I guess André's not coming?

Aww... Too bad. He loves the beach.

ANDREÉ: Oh, I'm coming!

BETO: i¡Qué padre!

BETO: Hey! Nice board!

ANDREÉ: Thanks! I call him Mr. Fins. And I'm André.

ALMA: This is Beto. He just moved here from San Diego.

ANDREÉ: Whoa! That's super far away!

BETO: Yup. So whatcha doing with Mr. Fins today?

ALMA: We're going to the beach!

BETO: Seriously?! I used to go to the beach all the time in San Diego!

It looked like this. Super tall palm trees,

and super soft sand!

ANDREÉ: Whooaa! Mr. Fins would love that.

BETO: [chuckles] But my favorite was the lady who sold elotes on the beach!

ANDREÉ: What are elotes?

BETO: Corn on the cob.

ANDREÉ: Mmm! My favorite!

ALMA: Corn?! I love corn!

BETO: Then you'd love elotes.

They're roasted. And you add lime, mayo, queso fresco,

and sprinkle on some chile powder... Mmmm, so good.

ALMA: Okay. I just ate breakfast,

but I could eat one of those right now!

BETO: I miss my elotes and my beach.

ANDREÉ: Hmm, maybe you wouldn't miss your beach so much

if you went to ours?

ALMA: Yeah! You could swim all day,

build sandcastles...

ANDREÉ: And eat hot dogs!

BETO: [gasp] Like real New York City hotdogs?

ALMA: Uh-huh.

ANDREÉ: Yep, the real deal!

Hey, do you want to come with us?

I can ask my parents to ask yours.

BETO: YEAH!!

[sing-song] Going to the beach! i¡Vamos a la playa!

ALMA/ANDREÉ/BETO: [sing-song] Yeah! Going to the beach!

i¡Vamos a la playa! [giggles]

[subway train rumbling] [♪♪♪]

BETO: You know, when we moved here,

I didn't think I'd get to go to the beach ever again!

I didn't even know New York had a beach!

[Goat bleats]

ALMA/ANDREÉ/BETO: [gasp]

[Goat bleats]

EVERYONE: [laughs]

ANDREÉ: New York has a.. lot of things.

JAMES: Oh yeah, and we'll give you the full Bronx Beach experience,

which means sun...

sand... and...

[Goat bleats]

NEA: Goats!

EVERYONE: [laughs]

ALMA : You're gonna have a sa-weet time.

BETO: I'm already having a great time!

I've never taken a train to the beach before!

In San Diego, we drove everywhere.

ALMA: Here, you can pretty much go everywhere on the subway and buses.

ANDREÉ: And everyone rides them!

[Goat bleats]

ALMA: Welcome to our Bronx beach!

[seagulls squawks]

[kids laughing]

BETO: Uh... Is that the end of the beach?

ANDREÉ: Yeah, you can see the whole beach from here.

BETO: It's kinda small. I guess that's cool.

At least we're at the beach.

BETO: [sing-song] We're at the beach! i¡Estamos en la playa!

ANDREÉ/ALMA: [sing-song] i¡La playa! Yeah yeah! i¡La playa!

ALMA: Woo, Woo!

ANDREÉ: Oh! C'mon! KIDS: [laughs]

BETO: Oh! i¡Qué padre!

I found treasure!

ALMA: Ooh! ANDREÉ: Whoa, sea glass!

ALMA: Huh?

BETO: It's regular glass that the ocean made super smooth.

But I've never seen one like this!

NEA: Beto,

I think you also found our beach spot.

Thank you!

ALMA: Told ya this beach was gonna be sa-weet.

BETO: [chuckles] Sí, pero...

where are the palm trees?

ANDREÉ: Ah...

I don't think I've ever seen palm trees here before...

BETO: Can we take a look? Just in case?

ANDREÉ: Can we, Mom?

NEA: Sure, but stay where I can see you.

ALMA: Mm-hmm. Let's go!

ANDREÉ: [grunts]

ANDREÉ: Hey! I found trees!

BETO: [gasp] Where?! Where?!

ANDREÉ: Over there!

But... they're not palm trees.

Just Bronx trees.

BETO: Oh...

bummer.

ALMA: Hey, look, I found one!

ANDREÉ: That umbrella is the only thing around here that looks like a palm tree.

BETO: Hm..

ALMA: Guess our beach doesn't have any palm trees,

but we do have a...

SQUID GUY!

SQUID GUY: Squiddle-doo! Squiddle-dee!

It's Ceviche Sunday! All you can eat!

BETO: Oh! [chuckles] I've never seen that before.

JAMES: Hey, kids! Who wants snacks?

ANDREÉ: Coming, Dad!

BETO: Uhm.. Do you think an elote lady will be around too?

ANDREÉ: I hope so. I really want to try one!

ALMA: I dunno if this beach has an elote lady.

But..

[seagulls squawks]

we've got a bunch of seagulls

who love bagels!

[seagulls squawks]

ALMA: [giggling]

That's how you know it's a New York City seagull.

Our seagulls love bagels!

JAMES: Mmmm..

BETO: Back in San Diego,

I used to watch the sun set over the water.

ANDREÉ: Nice! Can we watch the sunset later?

NEA: Sorry, kiddos.

The sun doesn't set over the water on this beach.

We're facing East. And sounds like Beto's beach faces West,

where the sun sets.

ANDREÉ/ALMA/BETO: Awww.

BETO: I wish I could see the sun set on my beach again.

Or see the surfers on the waves.

We have tons of surfers in San Diego.

ANDREÉ: Mr. Fins will surf with you.

ALMA: Can we play in the water, please?

JAMES: Absolutely. ANDREÉ: Yes!

JAMES: We'll watch you from here.

NEA: Just stick to the shallow part.

ALMA: YES! ANDREÉ: Wooo!

JAMES/NEA: [laughs] NEA: [kisses James]

ALMA: Woo-hoo! [giggles] ANDREÉ: Woo! [giggles]

[water splashing]

ALMA: Come in the water, Beto!

[seagulls squawks] [splashing]

ALMA: [giggling]

[water drip]

BETO: [shivers] That water's freezing!

[sigh] I'm going back.

ALMA: Do you think the water's cold?

ANDREÉ: Not any colder than it normally is.

[splashing]

ANDREÉ: Woo! [chuckles]

ALMA: Beto looks bummed.

But we're at the beach!

The BEACH!

I want him to have a good time,

but how can I help him do that?

I gotta think about this.

BETO: [sing-song]: Going to the beach!

i¡Vamos a la playa! Yeah!

ALMA: Beto loves the beach. He really does!

BETO: I wish I could see the sun set on my beach again.

ALMA: Oh,

I think he's sad because he misses

his old beach.

BETO: Oh! i¡Qué padre! I've never seen one like this!

ANDREÉ: Whoa, sea glass!

ALMA: We've got a bunch of seagulls

who love bagels!

SQUID GUY: Squiddle-doo! Squiddle-dee!

It's Ceviche Sunday! All you can eat!

BETO: Oh! [chuckles] I've never seen that before.

ALMA: And I guess our beach IS really different than his...

Oh! I know what to do.

ALMA: I'm gonna talk to Beto. Wanna come?

ANDREÉ: Okay.

[splashing]

ALMA: Oye, Beto...

BETO: ¿Sí?

ALMA: I know your beach in San Diego was pretty great.

You must miss it a lot.

BETO: Yeah...

ALMA: But..

you're gonna love this beach too.

It has a lot of great things!

BETO: Really?

ANDREÉ: Totally. Like, there are basketball courts over there...

[basketball rattles backboard]

ALMA: And lots of sand to play in...

BETO: Yeah..

and the subway ride here was pretty fun.

ALMA: Don't forget about the goat. [bleats]

BETO: And I guess I did find treasure on your beach!

JAMES: Who wants a hot dog?

BETO: Are those real New York City hot dogs?

JAMES: They sure are! Get '‘em while they're hot.

ANDREÉ: Yum! Can't wait! ALMA: Ohh, Yum! BETO: I can't wait!

ALMA: Go ahead, try it, Beto.

ANDREÉ: Yeah, they're my favorite!

BETO: [bites] [chewing] Mmm! So good!

I think you're right it is pretty great here.

ALMA: [bites]

[with mouth full] I know, right?!

NEA: Mm-mm-mm. JAMES: [bites] Mmm.. So good.

BETO: [bites]

Mm. Okay,

I'm ready to give this beach another try.

ANDREÉ: Mr. Fins is down with that!

ANDREÉ: Yeah! Woo! ALMA: Woohoo! BETO: Woo!

BETO: Whoa!

He looks like a sword!

[hip-hop music]

BETO: [sing-song] Dancing on the beach! i¡Bailamos en la playa! Yes!

ANDREÉ/ALMA/SQUID GUY: [sing-song] La playa! Yeah, yeah! La playa!

ALMA: Woo! Woo!

ALMA/ANDREÉ/BETO: [giggling] [water splashes]

BETO: The water's really not that cold.

It's kinda the same as my beach.

ALMA: Well, this is your beach now, too.

BETO: Hey, you're right, it is!

[splashes water] ALMA: [squeals] Ahh!

You can't splash me over here! [giggles]

ELOTE WOMAN: i¡Elotes!

BETO: Wait, do you hear that?

ELOTE WOMAN: i¡Tengo elotes! Elotes for sale!

BETO: [gasp] An Elote Lady!

ALMA: Elotes? Here?!

ANDREÉ: No way!

ELOTE WOMAN: i¡Tengo elotes! Elotes for sale!

BETO: That's not the elote lady from my old beach,

but she IS the elote lady from my new beach.

JAMES: Who wants elotes?

ALMA: I do! ANDREÉ: Me! BETO: Yessss!

JAMES: Then let's go!

JAMES: You know, I had my first elote on a beach in Mexico.

BETO: Me too!

ELOTE WOMAN: Here you go! i¡Gracias!

JAMES: One for you,

one for you,

and one for you!

ANDREÉ: [bites] Mmm!

Are these like the elotes on your old beach, Beto?

BETO: Even better!

BETO: [sing-song] i¡Estamos en la playa! Mm! Eating our elotes! Mm!

ANDREÉ/ALMA: [sing -song] i¡Elotes! Yeah yeah! i¡Elotes! Yeah yeah! i¡Elotes!

KIDS: [giggles]

ALMA: I love corn... just as much as I love our beach.

ANDREÉ/BETO: [humming same rhythm] [bites]

ALMA: And I'm way way wayyy happy Beto loves it too!

[bites] Mmm...

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

ALMA: "“The Last Sandcastle"”

[seagulls squawking] [laughter]

ALMA: Ahh...

Nothing like the smell of the salty sea and sunscreen!

I LOVE the beach!

JUNIOR: [groans] Are we there yet?

ALMA: Whoa, Junior,

how many sandcastles are you going to build today?

JUNIOR: Just one...

but a super duper ginormous one.

ALMA: I gotchu.

JUNIOR: Thanks, Alma.

ALMA: Whoa.

JUNIOR: This way, Alma!

[♪♪♪]

Uhm... Too dry.

[♪♪♪]

Mmm.. Uh, too wet.

[♪♪♪]

[gasp] Ahh, just right!

It has sand, water, sun, and more sand.

[seagulls squawks] [water lapping]

ALMA: i¡Mami! iPapi! Come set up by us!

MAMI: Uh-huh, we're good here, Almita.

We don't want our towels to get all wet when the tide comes in.

ALMA: Whaddya think, Junior? Wanna move over there?

JUNIOR: Nah. I need water to make a good sandcastle,

so I'm gonna stay here.

Wanna help me build my sandcastle?

ALMA: Yes-yes-yes-yes-yesss!

JUNIOR: [gasp] Whoawhoawhoa, Alma!

You can't just start digging like that!

We gotta follow the plan.

JUNIOR: First, we make the castle with...

these.

ALMA: Okay!

[♪♪♪]

ALMA: Ready, Junior.

JUNIOR: Wait!

JUNIOR: Go ahead, Alma. Put it right..

here.

ALMA: Whoops.

JUNIOR/ALMA: [laughs]

MAMI: [chuckles]

[camera clicks]

MAMI: Right here!

PAPI: i¡Vengan, niños! Sunscreen break!

[laughter in distance]

ALMA: Junior, wanna go swimming?

JUNIOR: Swimming?! I can't think about swimming.

There's so much sandcastle left to build!

PAPI: I'll swim with ya.

Last one in is a horseshoe crab!

ALMA/PAPI: [chuckles]

[water splashes]

ALMA: Oh yeah! Woo hoo! [giggles]

ALMA: [squeals]

ALMA/PAPI: [laughs]

[♪♪♪]

[camera click]

MAMI: Nice!

[crunch]

[crunch]

[♪♪♪]

JUNIOR: Mm-hmm.

[♪♪♪]

ALMA: Is it done?

JUNIOR: It's done!

ALMA: Your sandcastle's

way, way, waay amazing!

[fanfare] Dun-da- da-dun-da-daaaaa!

JUNIOR: Presenting

King Junior's royal sandcastle!

ALMA: Is he good or what?

MAMI: i¡Sonrían!

[camera clicks]

MAMI: Everyone in!

[stomach growl]

JUNIOR: Huh.. Building made me hungry!

MAMI: Well, let's find something for your tummy!

SQUID GUY: Heads up!

JUNIOR: Ah! My sandcastle!

SQUID GUY: Sorry about that!

Want me to fix it?

JUNIOR: Nah.

It's okay, Mr. Squid Guy. I got this.

SQUID GUY: Sorry about that! Squiddlley-day!

Have fun!

[stomach growl]

ALMA: I can fix your castle while you have a snack.

JUNIOR: But what if something happens to it while I'm gone?

ALMA: Never fear, King Junior!

I shall guard your royal castle.

JUNIOR: [chuckles] Thanks, Alma!

Oh, wait... Kneel, please.

JUNIOR: I hereby declare you Alma the Great.

Royal protector of the royal sandcastle.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] I won't let you down, your majesty!

[bike bell]

ALMA: One tower, good as new.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] [gasp] Something cometh toward the castle!

Hark! Who goes there?

ALMA: [in normal voice] Oh. It's just a seagull.

[seagull squawk]

ALMA: [in fancy voice] Wait. I mean, it's a fierce dragon!

ALMA: [in fancy voice] Stay back, beach dragon!

Thou shall not destroy King Junior's-

[seagull squawks fade away]

ALMA: [in fancy voice] Alma the Great at your service.

ALMA: [chanting] Guarding the castle.

Guarding the castle.

JUNIOR: Thanks for watching my castle, Alma the Great.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] Wanna help me guard it, King Junior?

JUNIOR: Yes!

ALMA/JUNIOR: [in fancy voices] Guarding the castle.

Guarding the castle.

MAMI: [in fancy voice] The royal photographer is here to take pictures!

[camera clicks]

MAMI: [giggles]

ALMA: [in fancy voice] King Junior, look out!

A giant spider.

JUNIOR: [chuckling] Woah! Woahh!!

Wee! Ohhh-

I got it!

MAMI: [in fancy voice] Dámela. I'll bring the spider to the trash,

er, dungeon... right away!

[water lapping]

ALMA: [in fancy voice] Hark! Who goes there?

[water lapping]

ALMA: [in normal voice] Oh, it's the ocean.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] That's right, water!

Getteth back from where you came!

ALMA: [in fancy voice] No one dare disturb King Junior's-

[in normal voice] Uh oh.

ALMA: Junior! The water's coming!

Protect the castle! We need a moat!

JUNIOR: Start digging! Dig! Dig, Alma!

ALMA: [squeals]

JUNIOR: [effort] [quick breathing]

[gasp]

JUNIOR: I command you to stay back!

ALMA: [in fancy voice] Ha, huzzah! The kingdom is saved!

ALMA: [in normal voice] Or.. maybe not.

JUNIOR: We need another plan!

ALMA: Quick, grab the toys, Junior!

JUNIOR: [panicking breathing]

ALMA: [gasp] C'mon, C'mon, C'mon

ALMA: Ah! JUNIOR: Oh no!

[water flowing]

JUNIOR: AHHH!

JUNIOR: Ooh..

ALMA: Hey, yo! Get back here with that!

JUNIOR: Ah! I can't get it! Hey!

ALMA: Gotcha! Ah!

[water flowing]

JUNIOR: [grunts] Got it! [grunts]

[water flowing]

ALMA/JUNIOR: [gasp]

JUNIOR: NOOOOOOO!

Hmm..

ALMA: Sorry, Junior.

I don't think there's anything we can do to stop the water.

JUNIOR: We can't save my castle?

[water flowing]

JUNIOR: So it's gone forever?

JUNIOR: But, but, but...

we worked so hard on it!

JUNIOR: Adiós, sandcastle.

ALMA: See ya later.

ALMA: Wanna play something else?

JUNIOR: No, thanks.

[seagulls squawking]

ALMA: Whoa, Junior's really upset.

How can I cheer him up?

I gotta think about this...

JUNIOR: Swimming?! I can't think about swimming.

There's so much sandcastle left to build!

ALMA: Junior worked so hard on his sandcastle

and he loved building it.

ALMA: He really cared about every piece of that castle.

[camera clicks]

ALMA: Huh, Mami took so many pictures while Junior was building it.

ALMA: Oh, I know what to do!

MAMI: [kisses Junior]

ALMA: How ya doing, Junior?

JUNIOR: I'm sad about my sandcastle.

It was the best one I've ever made.

[sigh] And I'm never gonna see it again.

ALMA: Well... not never.

JUNIOR: Really? But it's gone.

ALMA: No, it's not! Mami has it.

JUNIOR: Huh?

ALMA: Mami, can we see the pictures you took of the sandcastle?

MAMI: Sure!

JUNIOR: Aww, look at how little it was back then.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] King Junior

you were very brave to face that giant spider.

JUNIOR: Yeah, I was right?

ALMA: You know what's a not-so-bad thing

about having your sandcastle wash away?

JUNIOR: What?

ALMA: We get to make another one!

JUNIOR: Oh, yeah! I still miss my other sandcastle but,

this new one is gonna be super duper ginormous!

With two... no three, drawbridges!

ALMA: How about right...

here?

MAMI: You know, in a little while the water's gonna wash up there too.

JUNIOR: That's okay.

Just make sure you take lots of pictures.

So I can remember it forever!

PAPI: i¡Espérenme! I want to help. Whoa..

MAMI: [chuckles] i¡Si! Me too!

ALMA: Here we go again!

[in fancy voice] Alma the Great is ready to build!

[♪♪♪]

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