04x06 - A Rose is Still a Rose

[bunniefuu]

♪ It's Maya ♪

♪ It's Maya ♪

♪ And Miguel ♪

♪ And Miguel ♪

♪ What they will do next ♪

♪ You never can tell ♪

♪ It's Maya ♪

♪ It's Maya ♪

♪ And Miguel ♪

♪ And Miguel ♪

♪ Brother and sister ♪

♪ And best friends as well ♪

♪ With each misadventure,
they're put to the test ♪

♪ Working together
is what they do best ♪

♪ Helping their
family and friends,
that's a start ♪

♪ They make a great team
as they each do their part ♪

♪ It's Maya ♪

♪ It's Maya ♪

♪ And Miguel ♪

♪ And Miguel ♪

♪ What they will do next
you never can tell ♪

♪ It's Maya ♪

♪ It's Maya ♪

♪ And Miguel ♪

♪ And Miguel ♪

♪ Brother and sister ♪

♪ And best friends as well ♪

♪ Brother and sister ♪

♪ Maya and Miguel ♪

Ahh. This is the life.

Ahh. Yeah.

It's too easy
to get caught up

in the fifth grade
rat race.

[Horn blows]

Anyone want
to play soccer?

No. You know, we should
get away more often.

Absolutely.

Not you, too!

OK, flip.

Paco, you're
blocking my sun.

I can't read.

PACO: No, the pigeon is
blocking Maya's sun.

Blech! Pigeons.

Shoo! Shoo!

PACO: Ooh, pigeons.

Get out of here!

Oh, no, he didn't.

[Squawking]

Come back here!

Whoa!

Nice pigeon.
Very nice pigeons.

Adios.

ABUELA: Hola,
preciosa.

MIGUEL:
Maya, do you hear that?

Miguel, stop trying
to bother us

just because we don't
want to play soccer.

Maya, Abuela is
talking to herself!

MAYA: No entiendo.

Talking to herself?

No, no, no. She must
be talking to...

Ay, corazon
de mi vida,

you look so
beautiful today.

Herself. Why would
she be doing that?

Now, who wants
to hear a song?

♪ My beautiful
roses, red
as can be ♪

♪ You grow and bloom
just for me ♪

♪ And that is why,
my special few ♪

♪ I will do
anything for you ♪

[Miguel chuckles]

Hmm?

Maya and Miguel?
What are you doing
in the bushes?

Oh, uh, uh...

And who
were you talking to?

Uh...me.

Who were you
talking to?

My roses.

Your roses?

Why are you singing
to your roses?

Flowers need
lots of love
and attention

just like children.

I'm going to Florida
for a wedding,
so I'll be away

for a few days.

I wanted to give
them a special song
before I go.

Do you think that
they'll miss you?

I don't know,
but I'm going
to miss them.

And next week
is the rose
championships.

I just hope
they'll be
ready.

Didn't you win
last year?

And the year before?

But I don't
like leaving
my roses alone

right before
the competition.

I hope they'll
be all right.

I can take care
of them.

You?

Hmph.

Mi chula, ay.

Gardens
take a lot of work.

I know,
but I'm sure--ow!

You know roses
have thorns,
don't you?

Of course.

I mean, who
doesn't know that?

It's a big
responsibility.

I can handle it.

You?

Well, they need
four things:
fertilizer...

it's plant food.

You put it in
the soil around
the roses.

They also
need sun,

water...

[Sniffs]

and lots of love.

Do you think you
can do that?

Don't worry. I got
this under control.

Do you have it
under control

the way you had
feeding our
baby cousin

under control?

[Crying]

Please just eat
one bite--

Ooh!

[Sighs]

I have it
under control

even better
than that.

Good. And thank you.

I was so worried
about my roses,
but now I know

they'll be in good hands.

Oh, and, Maya, this rose...

[Sniffs]

MAYA: Wow!

ABUELA: This rose
is the one that will win me

championship number
three, so make sure it
gets special attention.

Oh, I will.

Thank you for
trusting me, Abuela.

I won't let you down.

I know you won't.

I leave this afternoon,
but I'll write out

all the instructions
for you before I go.

Hmph!

[Grunts]

MIGUEL: Go,
Captain Maniac! Go!

CROWD: Bring on the spin!

Bring on the spin!
Bring on the spin!

Bring on the spin!

ANNOUNCER: He's got
the Slicer in a full spin.

Captain Maniac
has the upper hand.

[Pound]

[Squawking noisily]

Uh-oh. People to see,
places to go.

Ooh, yeah!

PACO: Nice, safe rug. Uh-oh.

Ay-yi-yi, ay-yi-yi.

Aah!

Captain Miguel, he's
the greatest wrestler

ever to step foot in a ring.

You've got
the moves, Miguel.
Yeah! Bravo!

[Chuckles]

Oh, uh, I do?

Yeah. You should
take up wrestling.

It's a good way
to learn discipline
and stay in shape.

Really?

Yeah! I am the greatest!

I am the greatest!

Thank you, thank you!

MIGUEL, VOICE-OVER:
Captain Miguel,
wrestling champion.

[Paco sighs]

Paco going back
to the pigeons.

She trusted me
to take care of her
prize rose garden.

This is a very big
responsibility.

Well, you know we're
always here to help you.

I am not
going to let

anything happen
to those roses.

Abuela is
counting on me.

Uh-oh.

Shoo! Shoo!
Go away, pigeons.

Paco, help me!

Shoo, shoo.
Go away, pigeons.

[Whistles]

Hey, wait,
come back!
Paco, duck!

"Paco duck"?

Paco is a parrot.

[Crash]

Maybe I should move
the roses

to where the pigeons
can't get them.

Maybe this is going
to be harder
than you thought.

I have everything
under control.

Like Chrissy's
birthday cake?

Want help?

Nope. Got it
under contro--

whoa!
Control!

[Crash]

That kind of stuff almost
never happens to me.

Whoa! No!

[Crash]

Almost never.

MAYA: I broke the rose!

Oh, no!

We'll help you
fix it.

Mm-hmm.

Gloves.

MAGGIE:
Gloves.

OK, soil.

CHRISSY: Soil.

Water...

MAGGIE: Water.

Duct tape.

Duck? Paco's a parrot.

As in, duct tape!

Here you go.

Steady, Maya.

There. Good as new!

CHRISSY: It looks
pretty good, Maya.

MAYA: Oh. Ew.

Oh. It'll
grow back, right?

Miguel, what can
I do for you?

Senor Lopez, I want
to be a wrestler
just like you.

Well, you're
a strong boy
and a smart one.

I don't see why you
couldn't be
a great champion.

So, you'll train me?

Me? Well,
I guess I could show
you a few moves.

Gracias. When
can I start?

How about right now?

[Chuckles]

Excuse me, Senor Lopez,
but what is this?

That's a wrestling
uniform.

Uh, not any
wrestler I know.

Ah, you were
thinking about that
kind of wrestling.

Yeah.

That's a different
kind of wrestling

than what I'm going
to teach you.

I'll teach you
the basics.

This is where it
all comes from.

Not the glamorous life
you expected, huh?

Not really.

I had to learn
the basics before I
ever put on a mask.

You did?

You bet.

If you come here every
day after school

and do everything I say--

no questions asked--
I'll help you
become a great wrestler.

But you have to start
at the beginning.

You still want to learn?

Good.

The rose championship
is less than a week
away, and I don't think

these roses have grown
at all since last night.

What did Abuela
say they needed?

I have her
instructions right here.

They have sun.

Sol.

They have soil...

Awk! Tierra.

And I gave them water.

PACO: Agua.

I also gave them lots of
attention, and I fed them.

I don't see
any fertilizer.

Why don't we give
them some more?

Good idea.
Plant food could do it.

There. These roses will be
in championship shape

in no time--hey!

MAGGIE: Shoo!
Shoo! Go away!

Shoo!

Scram!
Get out of here!

MAYA: That's plant food,
not bird food!

Leave it alone!

That's why all
the fertilizer
is gone.

[Paco yawning]

¡Eso es!

That's it!

I have an idea!

As if the flowers weren't
in enough trouble already.

Come on. Paco, you
stand guard and protect
Abuela's garden

until we get back.

Don't you let those
pigeons push you around.

OK. No problem.

Come on!

Paco's in charge.

Anyone got
a problem with that?

[Gulps]

[Paco squawking]

¡Por favor!

Uh-oh.

OK. We can work this out.

Aah!

Ptooey!

Ta-da!

Ta-what?

Every garden
needs
a scarecrow

to keep the bad
birds away.

Scarecrow?

Uh-huh. You're
gonna look great.

Me?

[Gulps]

Ahem.

[Pigeons laughing]

MAYA: ¡Animate!

Move! Shoo
them away!

Shoo.

[Squawking]

Uh-oh.

Paco!

Oh, no.
Abuela's rose.

It's dead.

What about
Paco?!

Oh, Abuela
trusted me, and I
let her down.

It's gonna be OK, Maya.

Yeah, it's only one rose.
You still have a whole
garden to k*ll--

I mean to take care of.

MAGGIE: Well, how are they?

They don't look any bigger,
but I'm not worried.

I have a new plan to keep
the pigeons away
from the fertilizer.

Uh-oh. I smell
trouble.

This fan should do
the trick.

Ready?

Very ready.

Now.

Take that!

MAGGIE: It's working.
It's working. The pigeons
are flying away.

Oh, no!

[Squawking]

No! Maya!

Oh, no.

I am going
to teach you

the secret
art of...

The half-nelson
triple-twist hurricane?

Even better.
Throwing pizza.

Oh.

Watch and learn.

What's that got to
do with wrestling?

No questions,
remember? Trust me.

Now, you try.

So, when I finish
this one, then
can we wrestle?

When you finish
throwing all of them,
then we can talk.

It's your warm-up.

Oh, no. Whoa!

[Muffled speech]

Are you sure this is
how you got your start?

Oh, be patient,
Miguel.

The only way to get
somewhere is to
put one foot

in front of
the other

and to twist
my cinnamon rolls,
mop my floors,

and move my pots.
So come on!
Let's get started!

[Gulps]

Oops.

Ohh!

Whoa.

Uh-oh.

Heh heh.

[Yelling]

Miguel!

Whoa!

Ha ha!

Watch where
you're going

while you put
that one foot in
front of the other.

Ohh.

Abuela's roses
aren't growing.

Senor Lopez
isn't teaching me

anything
about wrestling.

I've tried everything.
They have soil,
sun, fertilizer...

and they just sit
there not growing.

At this rate,
I might be a baker,

but I'll never be
a wrestler.

BOTH: Why is it
taking so long?

That's it.

Tomorrow I'm going
to tell Senor Lopez
that I'm quitting.

And tomorrow I'm going
to make those roses grow.

[Snoring]

All right, roses, you
are going to grow.

You get lots of sun,

lots of fertilizer.
You have soil.

Time for tough love.

So this should
do the trick--

water and lots
of it.

All right!

OK, Chrissy.

Oh?

No! Hey!

[Chrissy grunting]

[Screaming]

Whoa! Whoa! Look out!

Oh, no. Look at the roses!

MAGGIE:
Shut it off!

Turn
it off.

Help, Paco!

Stop it! It's
too much water!

[Squawking]

Phew.

Ah! No!

Who did that?

Paco!

Hola.

Oh, this is
so much harder than
I thought it would be.

Well, now
that your
abuela's roses

are definitely
not growing,

at least
things can't get
any worse.

My pet store,
it's flooded!

I think it
just got worse.

[Chuckles nervously]

PACO: ¡Agua, agua!

¡Que lio!

Tell me again
what happened.

The hose,
it was crazy.

It had a mind of
its own.

It was alive.

Uh-huh.

And now we have
to clean it up.

¡Agua, agua!

But there's so much water.

You know, sometimes
a job like this
seems too big,

but if you break
it down and just put

one foot in front
of the other,

you'd be surprised
by how many pizzas--

I mean how many
buckets of water
you can throw.

MAYA: Miguel, I haven't
seen my feet since
we walked in here.

Just be patient.
One bucket
at a time.

Hmm.

Let's do it.

One bucket at a time.

Here, Maya.

Here.

Thanks. Here you go, Maya.

[Squawking
noisily]

¡Ay, ooh!

MAGGIE: Sorry, Paco.

Miguel,
you were right!

We just had
to be patient

and take it one
bucket at a time.

Yeah, one bucket
at a time.

Miguel, where are
you going?

Uh, Gus?

Miguel. I thought
you didn't want to
learn wrestling anymore,

that it was taking
too long.

Yeah, about that.
I--I changed my mind.

What happened?

Let's just say I put one
foot in front of the other

and was surprised at
how much I could do.

Glad to hear it. Now,
take out the trash.

But...all right,
I'm in.

[Sighs]

At least the worst
part is over.

ABUELA: Hola.

Oh, my beautiful roses,

I'm home.

I think you
spoke too soon.

Mm-hmm.

Let's see what good care

you're taking of my ro--oh!

Mijita, why didn't you
follow the instructions
I gave you?

I wanted them
to grow bigger

and faster,
but instead,

I just messed
everything up.

I gave them
soil and water
and sun

and fertilizer, but
I guess I gave them
too much.

[Moaning]

Abuela, I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean it.

Can you ever forgive me?

Mi preciosa,

I'm sad about my roses,
but of course
I forgive you.

And you want to know
something about
flowers, Maya?

They require patience.
That's very important.

Oh, patience.

[Squawking]

Hola, mis amigos.

Did you feed
my dear pigeon friends
while I was gone?

Friends?

Yes, of course.

Yeah, right.

MAYA: Oh, they were
just hungry.

Delicioso.

ABUELA: Here, Alberto.
Some crumbs
for you today.

[Crash]

Oh, Maya, look.

It's beautiful.

I can't believe
it survived me.

You know, it only takes
one perfect rose to win

the championship.

I can't believe you
won the championship!

Smile. This picture is
for the school paper.

What's the name of
the winning rose?

Maya's perfect rose.

Oh, one more.
Paco, get in there.

[Humming]

Uh-oh. We've got company!

[Squawking]

Don't mess the face.

Hey. Thanks, guys.

Hey, you pigeons aren't
so bad after all.

Got it. Thanks.

[Chuckles]

Sorry.

Sheesh.

Maya, I have
to go out of town
again next month.

I was wondering
if, uh, you
would take care

of my roses again.

Really?

PACO: Oh, no!

Really.

You would trust
me with them?

Of course, Maya.

I would trust you
with anything.

When you come back,
your flowers
will be bigger

and stronger.

No, when you come
back, Abuela, your
flowers will be loved

and cared for
and alive.

Perfecto.

[Chuckles]

[Cooing]

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