"Sometimes I think I'm cursed, 'cause of something that happened before I was even born."

"Music had torn her family apart, but shoes held them all together."

"Seize your moment."

"I don't care if I'm on some stupid ofrenda!"

"I don't wanna be in this family!"

"My grandson is a sweet, little angelito, perrito, cielito!"

"You know better than to be here in this place! You will come home, NOW."

"The music, it's not just in me, it is me!"

"I'm going to be a musician!"

"One cannot deny who one is meant to be. And you, my great-great grandson, are meant to be a musician."

"You're skeletons!"

"You're alive!"

"Welcome to the land of your ancestors!"

"Skeletons don't walk like that."

"That's how you walk."

"No, I don't."

"I am the one who is willing to do what it takes to seize my moment. Whatever it takes."

"Héctor's the real musician! You're just the guy who murdered him and stole his songs!"

"This isn't a dream then! You're all really out there!"

"I thought it might have been one of those made-up things, that adults tell kids, like vitamins."

"Miguel, vitamins are a real thing."

"Well, now I'm thinking maybe they could be."

"I'm a pretty sorry excuse for a great-great grandpa."

"Are you kidding? Five minutes ago I thought I was related to a murderer! You're a total upgrade!"

"When there's no one left in the living world who remembers you, you disappear from this world. We call it the Final Death."

"Our memories have to be passed down by those who knew us in life—in the stories they tell about us."

"Hey, it happens to everyone eventually."

"I am terribly allergic."

"But Dante doesn't have any hair."

"And I don't have a nose, and yet, here we are."

"He just looks like a plain old dog... or a sausage someone dropped in a barbershop."

"I DEMAND to speak to the person in charge!"

"That devil box tells you nothing but lies!!!"

"WHAT is going on?"

"This place runs with memories."

"Those were MY songs you took! MY songs that made YOU famous!"

"I'm going home, Ernesto. Hate me if you want, but my mind is made up."

"She's... forgetting me... my daughter. I just wanted to see her again."

"I never should have left Santa Cecilia. I wish I could apologize. I wish I could tell her that her papá was trying to come home."

"That he loved her so much. My Coco..."

"Remember me, though I have to say goodbye. Remember me, don't let it make you cry."

"For even if I'm far away, I hold you in my heart. I sing a secret song to you, each night we are apart."

"Know that I'm with you, the only way that I can be. Until you're in my arms again, remember me."

"Don't I know you?"

"That's for murdering the love of my life!"

"She's talking about me! I'm the love of your life?"

"I don't know, I'm still angry at you!"

"And THAT'S for trying to murder my grandson!"

"She's talking about me!"

"That's what I heard..."

"You said love of your life?"

"I don't know WHAT I said!"

"Success doesn't come for free, Miguel. You have to be willing to do whatever it takes to... seize your moment. I know you'll understand."

"He's a threat!"

"Nice kitty. NO! Put me down! No, please! I beg you, stop! Stop! NO! NO!!! AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

"Darkness - and from the darkness... a giant papaya! Dancers emerge from the papaya, and the dancers... are all me!"

"And they go to drink from the milk of their mother, who is a cactus! But, who is also me! And her milk is not milk, but tears! Is it too obvious?"

"I think it's... just the right amount of obvious?"

"Well everyone knows Juanita, her eyes each a different color. Her teeth stick out and her chin goes in, and her... knuckles, they drag on the floor."

"Those aren't the words!"

"There are children present."

"Brings back memories. Gracias."

"I have a dimple on this side, but not on this side. Dimple. No dimple. Dimple. No dimple."

"Miguel, eat your food! Oh, you're a twig, Mijo! Here, have some more!"

"I asked if you would like more tamales?"

"...Si?"

"That's what I thought you said!"

"We may have our differences, but nothing's more important than family."

"I'm proud we're family!"

"You got to do it by sunrise!"

"What happens at sunrise?"

"You'll be stuck here forever."

"I know, I'm not supposed to love music. But my great-grandma Coco's father was the greatest musician of all time, Ernesto de la Cruz."

"One day he left with his guitar and never returned, now my family thinks music is a curse."

"Día de Muertos has begun! It's the one night of the year our ancestors can come visit us."

"Tonight is about family!"

"If there's no one left in the living world to remember you, you disappear from this world. But you can change that!"

"We need Mama Imelda. She'll know how to fix this."

"It's Mama Imelda! She couldn't cross over! She's stuck! On the other side!"

"Tío Oscar? Tío Felipe?"

"He doesn't seem entirely dead."

"He's not quite alive either."

"Yes, it is I, Frida Kahlo. Shall we skip the scanner? I'm on so many ofrendas, it will just overwhelm your blinky thingy."

"No photo on an ofrenda, no crossing the bridge."

"You know what? I'm just gonna zip right over, you won't even know I'm gone!"

"Almost... there... just a little... further... Ugh."

"Fine! Okay! Fine! Who cares?! DUMB FLOWER BRIDGE!"

"Upsy daisy."

"Aw, I don't know what I'd do if no one put up my photo."

"Welcome back, amigos! Anything to declare?"

"A-as a matter of fact... yes."

"Hola."

"I'm sorry, señora, it says here no one put up your photo!"

"My family always, ALWAYS put my photo on the ofrenda!"

"Miguel, I give you my blessing. To go home... to put up our photos... and, to never..."

"...never play music again."

"...And to NEVER forget how much your family loves you."

"Mijo, I was so worried."

"Nothing is more important than family."

"He's been forgotten. When there's no one left in the living world who remembers you, you disappear from this world. We call it the Final Death."