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[she gives him a look, despite this being voice]
Because they are incredible, idiota. Because they are-- they-- from-- just inside... they pull out everything. And he's just banking on that without doing any of the work of his own.
Because they are incredible, idiota. Because they are-- they-- from-- just inside... they pull out everything. And he's just banking on that without doing any of the work of his own.
Of course I do. Even when I hated them.
[she snorts]
We had to play for three radios because idiotas left their shop doors open and all I could hear was Poco Loco or El Mundo es Mi Familia and I just wanted to kill it.
So I did.
But I still loved them.
[she snorts]
We had to play for three radios because idiotas left their shop doors open and all I could hear was Poco Loco or El Mundo es Mi Familia and I just wanted to kill it.
So I did.
But I still loved them.
[Now he does laugh rather loudly, but it's honest.]
Y-you destroyed three radios? Ay, do you see why I wrote that song for you?
[At least that song had kept it's meaning, even if Ernesto had slowed it down a bit. he shook his head.]
Ernesto messed them all up. You'd think he'd at least learn to read the music if he's going to bother stealing it.
Y-you destroyed three radios? Ay, do you see why I wrote that song for you?
[At least that song had kept it's meaning, even if Ernesto had slowed it down a bit. he shook his head.]
Ernesto messed them all up. You'd think he'd at least learn to read the music if he's going to bother stealing it.
[she snorts, but is proud]
You would think! But... even if he sang them right he could never sing them like you. I think he secretly hated you because of that... But... [she folds her arms] I think he secretly loved you, too.
You would think! But... even if he sang them right he could never sing them like you. I think he secretly hated you because of that... But... [she folds her arms] I think he secretly loved you, too.
Ay my poor Teto. [she wishes she could hold him though that will only end badly as it always did]
I think more than anyone he loved himself.
[she sighs]
You deserved so much more out of life.
I think more than anyone he loved himself.
[she sighs]
You deserved so much more out of life.
That doesn't mean you didn't deserve better. That doesn't mean you could have had more. You accept so much when you don't need to. It's like you don't know your own worth.
[how could he not? that always baffled her]
In my life, before Coco, I had two things. I had my brothers and I had you. And both were more precious to me than the stars... You...
[but she can't say it]
You are-- I --
Por favor care for yourself like you care for me.
[how could he not? that always baffled her]
In my life, before Coco, I had two things. I had my brothers and I had you. And both were more precious to me than the stars... You...
[but she can't say it]
You are-- I --
Por favor care for yourself like you care for me.
But I do know my worth, Imelda. My world, is my familia. The gemelos, Coco, Neto...and you. I was happy with that.
[Ernesto might have wanted more, and Hector couldn't blame him. If only, somehow, they could have all wanted the same thing.]
I-imelda...
[Ernesto might have wanted more, and Hector couldn't blame him. If only, somehow, they could have all wanted the same thing.]
I-imelda...
[she shakes her head, frustrated]
That's how content you are. Not what you're worth. [she takes a deep breath]
For me-- For me-- Without you, I would have been nothing. With you I was everything. When you left...there was nothing that filled the space where you had been. [she presses her hand against her ribs] That is what you mean. That is what you are worth.
The other half--
[but she can't say anymore]
Good night, Hector.
[and she ends the feed]
That's how content you are. Not what you're worth. [she takes a deep breath]
For me-- For me-- Without you, I would have been nothing. With you I was everything. When you left...there was nothing that filled the space where you had been. [she presses her hand against her ribs] That is what you mean. That is what you are worth.
The other half--
[but she can't say anymore]
Good night, Hector.
[and she ends the feed]
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