02x12 - Uncle Nestor's Bumpy Ride/Grocery Goof

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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: "“Uncle Nestor's Bumpy Ride"”

Can you show us how to do that crochet stitch again, ¿por favor?

Tia Gloria: You got it!

Check it out.

Go under.

Grab the yarn.

Turn the hook.

Then pull.

Alma: Okay.

Under...

Grab...

Turn...

Pull.

This is harder than it looks.

Junior: [sigh] I can't get the steps.

Tia Gloria: It's okay, baby.

Try this.

Don't think about the steps, just feel them.

Do it in your own style.

Move the hook, and feel what's right.

Like this...

and this...

and this.

Now you try.

You got this, Junior!

Junior: Hmm.

Oh.

Oh!

I did it Tia Gloria!

Tia Gloria: That's what I'm taking about!

How's it going over there, Alma?

Alma: Under, grab, turn, pull!

Sa-weet! I did it!

Junior: Me too! I did it my style.

Junior style!

Tia Gloria: i¡Wepa!

You'll both be crocheting scarves like this by tomorrow!

Junior/Alma: Huh!?

Tia Gloria: Or, okay, okay, maybe next week.

Junior/Tia Gloria/Alma: [laugh]

Uncle Nestor: Hey-hey! [bicycle bell]

Junior: Whoa. Uncle Nestor, is that yours?!

Uncle Nestor: It is now, sobrino!

Mr. Huda was giving it away.

And I couldn't say no.

Is this my lucky day or what?!

Tia Gloria: Hold up, hold up!

Amorcito, I've never seen you ride a bike before.

Uncle Nestor: That's because I don't know how to.

But that all changes today!

Junior: Um, excuse me.

So you're going to learn to ride a bike today?

Uncle Nestor: But of course!

I am an actor!

So I can act, like someone who knows how to ride a bicycle!

Besides, how hard can it be?

Tia Gloria/Junior/Alma: [gasp]

Uncle Nestor: I'm going down!

Tia Gloria: Careful, mi amor!

Uncle Nestor: No te preocupes, mi amor!

I am very careful.

Eee!

Tia Gloria: Mhm.

Alma: Uncle Nestor, to ride a bike, you gotta learn to balance and pedal.

Uncle Nestor: Impressive! You must be some kind of bicycle expert.

Alma: I am.

Junior: Me too!

Alma: [gasp] Hey!

We can teach you how to ride a bike!

Junior: Yeah!

Uncle Nestor: Well, every good actor needs good teachers.

And an audience!

Count me in!

[bicycle bell]

Tia Gloria: Okay, have fun, mi vida!

Mwah!

Good luck.

Uncle Nestor: Before you know it, I'll be able to ride my bike just like that.

I want to feel the wind in my mustache.

Alma/Junior: [giggle]

Alma: Here we are!

Uncle Nestor: So, shall I get on my bike?

Alma: First, let's pretend to ride a bike.

Uncle Nestor: Brilliant!

No one should take to the stage without rehearsing first.

Alma: Okay, hold your arms out, like this.

Like you're holding handlebars.

Now, sit up straight.

Keep your eyes forward.

Then pedal!

Junior: You're doing it!

Uncle Nestor: I am, aren't I?!

Rising a bicycle is much easier than I thought.

♪ I'm peddling my feet,

♪ Riding down the street,

♪ Gliding to the beat.

Alma/Uncle Nestor: And it's sa-weet!

Alma/Junior/Uncle Nestor: ♪ I'm peddling my feet,

♪ Riding down the street,

♪ Gliding to the beat.

♪ And it's sa-weet!

Woman: [chuckle]

Alma/Uncle Nestor/Junior: [laugh]

Alma: Okay, I think we're done rehearsing.

And now, you're ready to ride your real bike!

Uncle Nestor: Today, you will be tamed, my two-wheeled stallion!

Junior: Yeah!

Uncle Nestor: I'm ready to ride!

So sit up straight, look forward and pedal, right?

Alma: Yep! But first, push with your feet.

Now sit up straight, keep your eyes forward.

Balance, and when you're ready, pedal!

Uncle Nestor: Got it.

Sit up straight.

Eyes forward.

Balance.

Junior: You're doing it! You're balancing!

Uncle Nestor: I think I'm ready to pedal!

Alma: Yeah, but remember: sit up straight, eyes forward, and keep balancing.

Uncle Nestor: Ahh-ah!

Alma: [gasp] Oh! Junior: Yikes!

Alma/Junior: [effort]}

Junior: I ran into that bush when I learned how to ride, too.

Uncle Nestor: Not nice, Señor Bush!

Alma: Are you okay, Uncle Nestor?

Uncle Nestor: Not only am I okay, I'm ready to try again! [blows]

Junior: You can do it, Uncle Nestor!

Uncle Nestor: Should I pedal now?

Alma: Uh-huh!

Put one foot on.

Then the other.

Then pedal!

Uncle Nestor: Ooh! [gasp]

Junior: That's it! Woohoo!

Uncle Nestor: Ohh, look at me. I am one with the bike!

Junior: I don't know what that means, but yeah!

Uncle Nestor: Ha-ha!

Alma: Push the pedal!

Uncle Nestor: Uh-oh.

Alma: Now push the other one!

Now the first one again!

Uncle Nestor: Ahh! Oo-ah!

Alma: The other one!

Uncle Nestor: Huh? Ooo!

Alma: No, the other, other one!

Uncle Nestor: Which is the other, other one?

Alma: Your left foot!

Ohh! Keep looking forward, Uncle Nestor!

Junior: Go, Uncle Nestor, go!

Alma: And don't forget to sit up straight and balance and pedal!

Uncle Nestor: Balance, pedal, look forward, sit up, uh, got it.

[bird chirps]

Alma/Junior: [gasp]

Uncle Nestor: Don't got it!

[bird chirps]

Uncle Nestor: Critics.

Alma/Junior: [effort]

Junior: You kinda did it, Uncle Nestor!

Uncle Nestor: I certainly did, didn't I?

Which means I must try it again!

Places, everyone!

From the top!

Watch out world!

I, Nestor, am riding a bicycle!

I can almost feel the wind in my mustache!

Junior: Ride, Uncle Nestor, ride!

Alma: Just remember, sit up straight, look forward, balance, pedal!

Uncle Nestor: [nervous stammer] Look up, pedal forward, balance, pedal.

Alma: It's sit up straight, look forward, balance, and pedal.

Alma/Uncle Nestor: Sit up straight, look forward, balance, pedal!

Junior: Looking good, Uncle Nestor!

Alma: Oh!

I just thought of another important step!

Uncle Nestor: What's that?

Alma: Remember not to fall!

Uncle Nestor: Whaa?!

Alma: [gasp] Turn!

Uncle Nestor: i¡No entiendo! Is that a new, new step?!

Alma: Yes! Turn, now! But look forward!

Uncle Nestor: Aaah!

Alma/Junior: [exhale]

Uncle Nestor: i¡Adiós, Señor Bush!

You won't get me again!

Alma: Keep looking forward!

Uncle Nestor: Right! And sit up straight!

Uh-um-um, balance and, uh-uh.

What was the other one?

Alma: Uncle Nestor, watch where you're going!

Uncle Nestor: That wasn't it.

Alma: Uncle Nestor, look forward!

Uncle Nestor: Now I remember, it's '‘pedal'!

Alma: And turn!

Uncle Nestor: Ahh! I gotta turn!

Alma: No, the other way!

Uncle Nestor: Ohh. Oh-oh, O -uh!

Whew!

Hola, Señor Bush!

Alma: Wow, you didn't fall this time!

Uncle Nestor: Yes! Oh, woah, I'm going down!

Alma: Oh! Junior: Ooh!

Junior/Alma: [effort]

Junior: Not nice, Señor Bush!

Uncle Nestor: Bueno, shall we continue with my bicycle lessons tomorrow?

I always give a better performance the day after the first rehearsal.

Junior: Okay. Let's go home and get you a juice box.

Uncle Nestor: Ooh! Do you have cherry?

Alma: I was sure I could teach Uncle Nestor how to ride a bike.

But nothing I did helped him.

What went wrong?

I gotta think about this.

Uncle Nestor: Balance, pedal, look forward, sit up, uh, got it.

Oo-hoo!

Alma: He remembered all the steps.

So, how come he kept falling?

Junior: That's it! Wahoo!

Go, Uncle Nestor, go!

Uncle Nestor: Look at me! I am one with the bike!

Alma: Huh. He didn't fall when Junior cheered for him.

Under, grab, turn, pull.

Sa-weet! I did it!

Junior: Me too!

I did it my style. Junior style!

Alma: Wait a minute.

Junior and I both learned how to crochet, but in different ways.

Alma: Oh, that's it!

I know what to do!

Alma: Wait!

Uncle Nestor, will you try riding the bike again one more time, ¿por favor?

Alma: I have a new idea!

Uncle Nestor: Ooh, I love new ideas!

Alma: You already know what to do.

So now, don't think about the steps, just feel '‘em!

Uncle Nestor: Marvelous!

Anything else I need to know?

Alma: Mm-mm. Junior: Nope.

Uncle Nestor: [deep breath] Alright, here I go!

Alma: You're doing great!

Junior: You're doing greater than great!

Uncle Nestor: Ah-hoo! I am! I am!

My mustache is so happy!

And so am I!

Alma/Junior: [cheering]

Junior: Let's go!

Uncle Nestor: Uh-oh!

You again.

Alma: You can do it!

Junior: You're doing it!

Uncle Nestor: I won't be paying you any more visits, Señor Bush!

Junior: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Alma: i¡Wepa!

Alma: Yes, Uncle Nestor!

Uncle Nestor: Uh, one question. [nervous chuckle]

How do I stop?!

Alma: Squeeze the brakes!

Uncle Nestor: Thank you, lady and gentleman!

And now, I'm going to give you what you all want!

[rings bicycle bell] An encore!

Another great performance by Uncle Nestor!

Junior: Oh yea!

Alma: i¡Fantastico!

Woot!

[♪♪♪]

Alma: "“Grocery Goof"”

Papi: Got any...

Sharks?

Alma: Go fish!

Papi: Mhm.

Alma: Do you have a clownfish?

Papi: Sí, here you go.

[fish swimming sounds]

Alma: Another match. I win again!

Papi: Nice!

Alma: Am I good or what?

Papi: In honor of Alma, the Go Fish Champion!

I'm making my famous tuna surprise sandwiches for lunch.

[chef's kiss]

Fresh from the can!

Alma: Yum!

Hey, Becka! Whatcha up to?

Becka: Hi, Alma! I'm mailing some letters for my mom.

Alma: Where is your mom?

Becka: At home.

She's letting me go to the mailbox all by myself!

Pretty cool, huh?

Alma: Yeah, sa-weet! Have fun!

Becka: Bye, Alma!

Papi: [humming]

Alma: What happened to the tuna surprise?

Papi: The surprise is...

We're out of tuna.

And pretty much everything else we need for lunch.

So I'm going to the grocery store.

Alma: [gasp] Papi, can I go to the store for you? Like all by myself?

Papi: ¿De veras? You want to?

Alma: Uh-huh!

I promise to be really careful.

Papi: Hmm, I guess you wouldn't need to cross the street.

And I could keep an eye on you from here to the corner.

Alma: Could someone watch me from there?

Papi: Oh, sí, Mami's at the café.

She can make sure you get to the store.

So, I say...

Alma: I hope he says, '‘Yes!'

Papi: Yes.

Alma: Yes?!

Papi: Yes!

Alma: Yes!

♪ Dee-de, dee-de-de-dee!

Alma: i¡Gracias, Papi!

Papi: Uh, Alma?

Don't you want to know what to get at the store?

Alma: Oh right.

Papi: [chuckle]

We need milk, a can of tuna, lettuce and multigrain bread.

Alma: Milk, tuna, lettuce, bread with seeds.

Easy peasy!

Papi: That's it! Here's some money.

I'll text Mami to watch you when you get to the corner.

[Papi's phone beeps]

Papi: Mami's in position.

All set for your first solo trip to the store?!

Alma: Okay!

Papi: Uh, where are you going?

Alma: To get ready!

So what do I need?

It's pretty sunny so I'd better take this.

Oh, and-

[Captain Banana voice] Captain Banana, to keep me company!

There. All packed!

Junior: Super Junior and Super Tina, to the rescue!

Junior: Ahh! Alma: Whoops!

Alma: Hey, guess where I'm going?!

To the grocery store!

By myself!

Junior: For real?!

Can I come too?

Alma: Sorry, Junior, this is my first time going by myself.

But maybe someday I could take you somewhere.

Junior: Awesome!

Hear that, Tina?

Alma: [giggle]

Junior: We'll be ready!

Whoosh!

Abuelo: [humming]

Alma: Abuelo! Need anything from the grocery store?

I can get it '‘cause I'm going there.

Right now. All by myself!

Abuelo: i¡Chévere, Alma! Pero, no. I'm all set.

Ah, and it looks like you're all packed for a big trip.

Alma: Gotta be ready for anything!

Abuelo: I'm with you.

Buena suerte, mija!

[Chacho barks]

Alma: I can't play right now, Chacho,

I gotta get to the store. By myself!

Papi: ¿Lista, Almita?

Alma: Mhm!

Papi: This should hold everything you're getting.

Alma: Thanks, Papi!

Wait a minute.

What am I getting again?

Papi: [chuckle] Milk, a can of tuna, lettuce.

And.

Alma: Bread with seeds.

Papi: That's it!

Want me to make you a list?

Alma: No, thanks. I remember now.

Here we go!

Don't worry. I got this!

Papi: Hola, mi vida.

The eagle has left the nest.

Mami: This mama bird is watching and waiting.

Te quiero. Mwah!

Papi: Besos. Mwah!

Alma: [humming]

Oh!

Whoa!

Sa-weet, André!

André: Thanks!

Alma: Oh! You know what would be ah-may-zing?

If you added some stars right here, and here.

Oh, and over here!

And a space hippo here!

André: Yeah, great idea, Alma!

Alma: A hippo in a space helmet.

Hilarious!

André: So, Alma. Where are you going anyways?

Alma: Going?

[gasp] Oh yeah!

I'm on my way to the grocery store.

All by myself.

See ya, André!

André: Later, Alma!

♪♪

Alma: Ooh, this makes me want to dance!

♪♪

Mrs. Ramirez: i¡Así se baila, Alma!

Mrs. Ramirez: Ooo! [chuckle] Alma: [giggle]

Mrs. Ramirez: Woo! Alma: i¡Wepa!

♪♪

Mrs. Ramirez/Alma: [clap]

Mrs. Ramirez: [chuckle] And what are you up to on this gorgeous day?

Besides getting your groove on. [snap] [clap]

Alma: Oh! I'm supposed to be going to the store!

Bye!

Mrs. Ramirez: Bye-bye!

♪♪

Alma: Mami!

Mami: There's my girl!

The eagle has landed at the café.

Alma: What eagle?

Mami: Just letting Papi know you made it.

Gina's working the register today.

So I told her you're coming.

Alma: Thanks, Mami!

I got it from here.

Mami: Mwah!

Alma: Finally made it!

Churros? Yummy!

I don't think I should shop on an empty stomach.

Can I have a bite, ¿por favor?

Mami: [chuckle] Get going. Papi's hungry too!

Alma: Uhhh...

First I need...

Ah-ha!

Bread with seeds.

This is gonna be delicious!

Hold up, what else was I supposed to get?

We're making lunch.

So...umm... maybe cheese?

And something to drink.

And we always have a veggie.

So I think this is it!

Gina: Did you get everything you need for your dad?

Alma: Yup!

I'm pretty sure.

Gina: [chuckle] Here's your change, Alma.

Alma: Thanks, Gina!

Gina: Say hi to your family!

Alma: I will!

Papi: Nice work, Almita!

I can't wait to reel in a tasty tuna sandwich. Eh?!

Ooh, great choice on the loaf.

Very fresh, and very seedy.

And the... broccoli?

Uhh, Alma? These aren't the things we need for lunch.

Alma: Aw, I was hoping I got it right.

Papi: It's okay. We all forget things sometimes.

I'm still proud of you for going to the store by yourself.

Tell ya what, we'll go to the store together.

I'll get my keys.

Alma: Ugh! I was so excited to go to the store for Papi.

How did I forget what I needed?

[sigh] I gotta thing about this.

Milk, tuna, lettuce, bread with seeds.

Easy peasy!

I knew what I needed to get!

So why didn't I remember?

Oh! You know what would be ah-may-zing?

If you added some stars right here and here.

Ooh, and over here!

Oh, I got distracted by André's art.

And, I stopped to dance with Mrs. Ramirez.

That's why I forgot.

I wasn't paying attention to what I was supposed to be doing.

Oh! I know what to do!

Papi: Ready to go Almita?

Alma: Papi, can I try to go to the store by myself again?

Papi: Mmm.

Alma: Last time I got distracted along the way.

But this time, I'll go straight there.

Papi: Okay, Alma.

Alma: Sa-weet! i¡Gracias, Papi!

And can you make me a list, ¿por favor?

Papi: Of course.

Alma: Milk, can of tuna, lettuce. Got it!

You can tell Mami this eagle is ready to fly!

Again.

Papi: [chuckle]

André: Hey Alma, what do you think a space hippo eats?

Alma: Sorry, André, can't stop.

Gotta get to the store!

André: Okay. Later, Alma!

♪♪

Mrs. Ramirez: Oh-h*, Alma! i¡Baila conmigo!

Alma: Lo siento, can't dance now. On my way to the store.

♪♪

Mrs. Ramirez: [chuckle]

Alma: Can't, snack!

Gotta get to the store!

Mami: You got this! Mwah!

Gina: Here ya go.

You got everything, Alma?

Alma: Yep!

For real this time.

Gina: Here's your change.

Alma: Thanks!

Bye, Gina!

Papi: Milk, tuna, lettuce!

i¡Así es!

[chuckle] You got everything!

Oh! My girl's growing up. [dramatic sniffles]

Alma/Papi: [laugh]

Papi: Time for lunch.

Get ready for a tuna surprise!

Ha-ha!

Alma: I'm ready!

And you know what else is a surprise?

How way way wayyy hungry all that shopping made me.

[stomach growl]

[laugh]

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