01x09 - La Calavera

[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 ♪

caw!

Rico, rico!

[squawking]

rico, rico.

Hijos,
your mother tells me

you have to do
an oral report on
the country of your choice.

Mama,
our teacher

just assigned
us that
project today.

How did you
find out about
it so fast?

I'm a mother.
I know everything.

[whispering]
do you think she knows

I forgot to make my bed
this morning?

[whispering]
si, mi amor.

So, maya, what country
are you going to do

your oral report on?

¡Mexico, por supuesto!

¿De verdad?

The land of
my birth?

Ay, mija,
that makes me
so happy

to see you're
so proud of
your culture.

I was hoping it would.
That's why I picked it.

I'm proud
of my culture, too,
and I love the food.

Si, si.

[squawking]

mi vida, if you
need any help
with your report,

don't hesitate
to ask.

Gracias, abuelita.

Rosa: paco.

[chomping]

sorry, paco,
but you have
your own food.

And you, miguel?
What country
did you choose?

The good old
U.S. Of a.

Ah, the united states.
Our home.

It's a beautiful
country, as well.

Yes, I love it here.

And I love the hot dogs,
hamburgers, and milkshakes!

[laughter]

rosa: paco, you toss
one more seed,

and no dessert for you.

[soft squawk]

wow. Mothers really
do know everything.

Maya: in conclusion, mexico
is a beautiful country...

[kids snoring]

with exciting people,
tasty food,

and interesting places
to visit.

[snoring]

well, that's it.
What do you think?

Aah.

Um...

Uh...

Um...

Um...

Chrissy: I think you
had a strong voice.

Yes, strong.

Strong, strong!

Very strong.

Very strong.

Come on, guys. Tell me
what you really think. Andy?

Uh, me? Why me?
What did I do? What?

That bad, huh?

No. Actually it was
pretty good.

But maybe instead of
just saying

mexico is "interesting"
and "exciting,"

you should show us.

You know, less talk
and more action.

Yeah, yeah! Show us!

I know, but how can I
be more active when I'm
giving an oral report?

I know! You can sing
your oral report.

Hey, just
brainstorming here.

Remember, no idea
is a bad idea.

¡Eso es!

Are you crazy?

Singing's a horrible idea.

[chuckles]

don't worry,
maggie.
No estoy loca.

I'm not
going to sing.

But I think I know

how to make
my report
more active.

Wow, abuelita!

You have so many
beautiful treasures
from mexico in here.

Si, mi reina.
Since I can't
visit my country

as often
as I'd like,

these things help
me feel close.

They must be
very special.

Are you sure it's ok
to borrow something
to share with my class?

Oof.

Ha ha!
Absolutamente.

Nothing would
make me happier

than you getting
a good grade on
your oral report.

I'm proud that
you're helping
your friends

learn more
about mexico. You
can take anything.

¡Padrisimo!

This is cool.

Abuela: except that.

Well, why not?

You know, I made
this calavera for
your abuelo ernesto

when we were young.

I put it on his altar
every year for
the dia de los muertos.

That's why I think
it's perfect.

Instead of just talking
about mexican culture,

I can actually show
my class something we do

to celebrate
the day of the dead.

I understand,
mi amor.

But I'm worried
that something
might happen to it.

Mm-mm.

It's exactly what I
need to get a good grade.

I don't know.

O, por favor,
abuelita.

Please, please,
pretty please.

You said nothing
would make you happier

than if I got
a good grade.

No. No me
hagas esos ojitos.

Oh, all right.

Yes!

But only if you
make sure

to take
very good care of it

and return it
in perfect
condition.

¿Me prometes?

Yes! I promise!
I promise! Don't you
worry about a thing!

Ooh! Uh! Aah!

[gasps]

oops! Not to worry,
abuelita.

No butterfingers here.

Ooh!

Oops. Hee hee.

In mexico, the festival
known as dia de los muertos,
day of the dead,

is celebrated on
november 1st and 2nd.

On these days, mexicans
do not mourn the dead,

they celebrate their lives
by having picnics
at grave sites

or making altars
in their homes.

The altars can be
decorated with pictures,

food,

flowers,

and calaveras.

[students ooh and ah]

this skull, or calavera,

was made
by my abuelita elena
for my abuelito ernesto.

Its skull is made of sugar,

and the sparkling eyes
are made with sequins.

It's put on the altar
like this.

So as you can see,

from my colorful rebozo...

And my cool huaraches...

To this dia de
los muertos altar,

mexico is
a beautiful country

with beautiful people

and has a very rich culture.

Thank you. Hee hee!

I mean, gracias.

[cheering and applause]

very good, maya.
Excellent job!

[bell rings]

[kids talking excitedly]

you rocked it, maya.

Thanks to your "less talk,
more action" suggestion.

That's right, huh?
I guess I rocked it!

[blows]

[groans]

ready for recess?

Yeah, let me just
put away the calavera.

[meow]

what's wrong,
mi amor?

It's so hard growing
attached to these
precious animals

just to see them go.

How much for the kittens?



What? I said "hard,"
not "impossible."

¡Hola, mama, papi!

Guess what.

You got a good grade
on your oral report?

Not just any old
good grade.

An, um, "congratulations"

or "you don't have to do
your chores for a week,"

or "ice cream sundae
for dessert"
kind of good grade.

Well, I don't
know about
the chores part,

but I do think
we can work in

that ice cream
sundae.

Yay, me!

¡Estoy tan contenta!

Oh, I am so happy!

We're happy, too, mija.
We're so proud of you.

Have you told
your abuelita?

Not yet. But I
know she's going
to be so happy

that i...

Oh, no!

Happy that you what?

Um...Uh, I got
a standing ovation?

oh! The calavera
had to have fallen

around here somewhere.

Aah! Spider webs!

Spider webs! Aah!
I'm scared of spiders!

Ew! Ew! Ew! Aah!

Come on, seÑor calavera.
This hide and seek game
is getting really old.

I know what you're thinking,
and you're right.

I've lost my head.

[breathing heavily]

seÑor calavera, why are
you making me so sad?

Tan triste.

Where are you?

Ah! This day can't get
any worse.

[alarm]

I had to open my big mouth.

What do you think
my abuela elena
is going to do

when I tell her I lost
the calavera?

I hate to tell you
this, maya,

but she's
going to be
really, really sad.

¿Mi abuelita...Triste?

Yup, sad with
a capital "s".

And it's not
going to be pretty.

First she's going
to cry and cry.

Eventually
her tears of sadness

will turn
into a river.

And the river
will flow from
her apartment

down to
the first floor.

And finally...

And finally...

A huge meteor
will crash down
on the city!

Why the meteor?

Every story
is better
with a meteor.

Oh, this is terrible.

I wanted to make
her happy, but instead
she's going to be sad!

I don't think
abuela elena's
going to be sad.

You don't?

No. She'll
be so scared of
getting bad luck

and will be
too busy looking for
her rabbit's foot.

Huh?

Maggie, voice-over:
I'm almost positive
a lost calavera means



[cat meows]

[crash]

[meow]

[both screaming]

chrissy: hold up!

A lost calavera
doesn't mean



Thank goodness.

It means


But don't worry, maya.

I'll visit whenever I'm not
too busy enjoying my freedom.

Oh, I don't want
to disappoint
abuela.

And besides,
I don't look good
in stripes.

Listen, maya,
abuela elena's not gonna
be scared of bad luck

or worried about hard time.

Because she
loves me
so much?

No. Because she'll
be in complete shock.

But don't worry.

The initial shock
won't last for long.

Soon she'll gather
enough strength

to repeat the same words
over and over again.

Mm-hmm,
mm-hmm...

And finally, a giant
meteor will crash
down on the city!

Again with
the meteor?

My life as I
know it is over.

Estoy tan triste.

¡Estoy
tan triste!

Oh, don't be sad.

Sure, abuela elena is
going to be a little sad
about the calavera, but...

She'll completely
understand
accidents happen.

Por eso
se llaman accidentes.

You really think
that's what
she'll do?

Beats me. I just wanted
to cheer you up.

I'm so disappointed
in myself.

Hice una promesa.

I didn't keep
the promise I made
to abuelita.

I wish there
was something
we could do.

Theo: wait a minute.
There is.

We could take
our own advice.

What do you mean?

Less talk and more action.

That's right.
How about we
all split up

and help look
for the calavera?

Six heads are
better than one.

Although, you know,
right now, I wish I
had just one head.

The calavera.

Boy: ...Ball. I want
to sh**t the ball.

Wait a minute!
Those kids are
playing soccer

with the calavera!

Are you sure?

Give me the ball.

You're
supposed to be
playing soccer,

not head games!

What is this?
Excuse me...

Now who's playing
head games?

Oops.

Oops?!

We're about to get
mobbed and that's
all you can say?

[boys growling]

boy: hey, come back here.
Come back here.
Come back here.

She messed with
our ball.

Come back here!

[kids screaming]

maggie: come on!

Whoa!

Nice going, maggie!

[breathing heavily]

I was looking
for the calavera.

How was I supposed to know
there was a dog in there?

Uh, it's
a dog house!

[alarm]

[dog barking]

hello, maya. What are
you two doing back?

I know you love my class,
but at some point,
you have to go home.

[chuckles weakly]

mr. Nguyen, by chance
did anybody turn in
my calavera?

No. Did you lose it?

Um...Who said I lost it?

I mean, I was
just wondering if
someone found it.

Maya!

Excuse me.

[chuckles]

read the name tag.

"maya santos."

But then
whose backpack
do I have?

"john hollingsworth"?

This isn't mine!
I picked up
the wrong backpack.

Yes!

Happy day!

Yes, yes!

We did it!
We did it!
We did it!

Aah!

I did it, all right.

Are you sure you
don't want me to
fix you a snack?

After what I did?
I'm too upset to eat.

I am filled with
so much sadness
that I'm not even--

it's peanut butter
and jelly.

Then again.

I knew you weren't
that sad.

Yes...

After this sandwich,
I'll never eat again.

Hola,
angelitos.

Maya, I picked
up your favorite
ice cream

for your
congratulations
sundae,

chocolate!

Chocolate?

Your sadness

is not going to stop
you from eating
chocolate, is it?

Mama, may I ask
you a question?

Pues, claro.

What is it?

If you broke
something

that was
very valuable
to someone else,

what would you do?

Well, I would
replace it.

You would?

¡Eso es!

¡Gracias, mama!

Maya?

But first I would tell
the person

what I did.

Thanks for pitching in,
everybody.

It means a lot to me.

Don't worry.
That came out

of our "help maya
out of one of her
crazy schemes" fund.

Ha ha! You're
kidding, right?

Maybe she is,
maybe she isn't.

Hello, kids.
How can I help you?

Hola, seÑor dulce.
We were wondering

if you could make
us a calavera,

like the ones
you make for dia
de los muertos.

Of course.

They don't call
me seÑor dulce
for nothing.

¡Excelente!

The calavera needs to have
green sparkling eyes,

red squiggly lines
down the cheek bones,

and...

Uh-huh.

And how big
do you want it?

Um...Do you have
enough sugar

to make it as big
as miguel's head?

What?

Ha ha! I think
I can handle that.

SeÑor dulce, why do you
make calaveras on dia
de los muertos anyway?

Good question. You see,
ancient mexicans
weren't afraid of death,

they poked fun at it.

And one way they did was
by making calaveras.

Cool! Calaveras
don't scare me.

Huh?

Well, I'll tell
you what scares me--

parental figure
approaching fast!

We gotta go!

Wait! How do you
want the calavera
to look?

No time! Just
think festive!

[ring]

ha ha!

Here we go.

Maya: well, um,
I know I said
festive, but, um...

What? You don't like it?

No, no, no, I do.

It's just that it
doesn't look like
what I had in mind.

Now what are we
going to do?

Eat it!

Hey, no idea
is a bad idea,
remember?

Miguel: there
is something
we haven't tried.

What?

Just telling
abuelita what
really happened.

Si. You're right.

No te preocupes, maya.

Don't worry.
I'll go with you.

Who's worried?

You are.

Right.
I'm worried.

I'm scared to tell
abuelita elena
the truth.

Don't worry.
And don't be scared.

Everything is gonna
be ok, all right?

Miguel, you really
do care!

Oh, you must love me
with all your heart!

Oh...

Yeah.

Ok, maya.

Yeah.

¿Que paso, maya?

I can't wait another minute.

What happened
with your oral report?

[mumbles]
I can't talk
with my mouth full.

You just did.

Go ahead, mijita.
Tell abuelita the good news.

Actually,
I have good news
and bad news.

The good news is

I got
a very good grade
on my oral report.

¡Excelente! ¡Ay!

You've made me so happy!

Good! Let's eat.

Aren't you
forgetting
something?

No.

Maya!

Ok, ok.

The bad news is I
lost the calavera.

Oh, no.

Oh, my goodness.

But then miguel found it.

Well, all's well
that ends well.

Then I dropped it...

[gasps]

and broke it!

[squawks]

she broke it!
She broke it!

I'm so sorry, abuelita.

I know how much
the calavera meant to you.

I'll do anything
to make it up to you.

I can't believe you
waited all afternoon
to tell me...

I know.

Me siento tan mal.

She felt so bad
that she couldn't
tell you.

About how well you did
on your oral report.

Huh?

I'm so proud of you.
You made me very happy.

Happy?! But aren't
you sad that I
broke the calavera?

Yes, it meant
a lot to me.

But I'm sure you didn't
break it on purpose.

Besides, you mean more
to me than a sugar skull.

Oh, gracias,
abuelita.

But I still wish
there was a way

I could make it
up to you.

Hmm, there is one thing.

It's not as good
as the original,

but how do you
like this calavera?

I love it, mi vida.

And do you know why?

Why?

You made it.

Hey, miguel, look...

What you said would
happen when I told
abuelita the truth

really did happen.

Yeah, believe
it or not,

sometimes I actually
know what I'm
talking about.

Only sometimes.

[record needle scratches]

don't even think
about it!

[squawks]

sheesh.

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