Sergio quotes from The Casagrandes

Magnifico! We need nine more just like that.

Ah, ah, ah. [takes the paint brush out of Lalo's mouth]

What's the problem? I bought Lalo his fancy treats, and got you those sneakers.

And now my client will be retiring for the evening.

What?! But I need more paintings by tomorrow.

And Lalo needs his beauty sleep. He can finish in the morning. [he and Lalo leave]

[growls angrily and lets out a scream so loud it can be heard outside the apartment; sighs while preparing for bed later that night] Well, hopefully we can get the rest finished tomorrow. [finds Sergio in the bed and shrieks]

Excuse me. The artiste is trying to sleep.

[confused] What? [lifts the covers, revealing Lalo snoring] Lalo?! But this is my bed! Where am I supposed to sleep?! [cut to her sleeping in Lalo's dog bed, angrily twitching her eyes]

[yawns] Slept like a baby. That bed is comfy. Don't just stand there. Here's our breakfast order. [unveils a long breakfast list]

[furiously losing her temper] That's it! [rips up the list] The deal's off! I'll find another artist, Lalo! You're not the only dog in town! [storms off]

Sheesh. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the doggy bed.

That was the strangest thing I've ever seen, and I love strange! I will take them all.

[showing up with Lalo] Let's talk numbers. We're her managers.

Money is no object.

[enters Carl and CJ's room, covering his ears from hearing Carl play the bassoon; squawks] Make it stop!

No can do, I need to learn the bassoon to get into the junior band. Actually, you know what? I think I'm holding it upside down.

You? School spirit? [squawks] What do you got cooking?

The perfect plan. [takes out a diagram] I'll play with the band at the halftime show, and as soon as they're done, I'll launch into a DJ set.

[takes the diagram out of his hand] It's devious, mischievous. [sheds happy tears] I'm so proud of you. And it's a great chance for me to sell your merch. I keep %10 bassoon away.

Wait, who's my padrino? [pan over to Sergio, scratching his butt with a fork and farts; shocked] Sergio is my niño?!

Relax. When have I ever put you in danger? [accidentally flicks his fork and it cuts the rope of the chandelier, causing it to crash to the ground]

[angrily to Carlos] You had one job, Carlos!

I think I'm literally melting.

Melting? I'm literally molting!

Ronnie Anne

So Abuela, where are these famous birds you wanted to see?

[shrugs] Well, guess they're not here. Okay, come on, let's go.

Wait! We haven't even tried all the bird calls that I learned. [squawks, but summons accidentally summons Bitsy] Whoops. That's the elephant call. [tweets, but accidentally summons two hipsters] Sorry, that must be the hipster call.

Are you guys birdwatching?

[scoffs] We were doing that before it was cool. Huh?

[clinging onto one of them] TAKE US WITH YOU!!!

Don't worry, kids. Birdwatching takes time.

Ugh, this is a nightmare. We're birdwatching on the hottest day in Earth, there are zero birds, and now some rando is hanging with us. We have to get out of here.

But how? We can't leave until Abuela sees some birds.

Well, the only bird that seems to be in the woods today is Sergio.

I told you! You wanna watch a bird, watch me!

Ronnie Anne

[thinks for a second] Hmm. [gets an idea] That's it! What if we dress up Sergio to look like a bunch of the birds in Abuela's book?

Yeah! If we do that, we'll be out of the woods in no time.

[takes out her accessory kit] We can use my travel accessory kit to dress Sergio up.

Ronnie Anne

Sergio, are you down?

[getting covered in bee stings; sarcastically] No, I'm loving this bug-infested dirt hole! Let's do this!

Ronnie Anne

[acting] Hey, Abuela, look! [points up to a tree] Is that one of the birds from your book?

Sergio, start pecking the tree!

You want me to bang my head against a tree? I'm not doing it.

Then we're not going home.

Strange. Woodpeckers normally peck trees a lot faster.

Bobby

[noticing something and points up to a tree; acting] Look, an owl!

Hoot, hoot, hoot.

Ooh, I hear they can turn their heads all the way around.

Are you kidding me?! [realizes] I mean, hoot, hoot! [tries to rotate his neck and nearly snaps from the force]

By Jove…

My book says they're the fastest birds on Earth! They can dive at speeds over 200 miles per hour.

Ronnie Anne

How is Sergio gonna pull that off?

I gave him El Falcón's rocket blaster.

[activates the rocket blaster and speeds off; screams] HOLY ELOTE!!! WHERE'S THE BRAKES?! [crashes into the woods, creating an explosion]

[noticing something; acting] Mira, Abuela! Look at that bird!

Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet.

By Jove, I don't believe it! A Vogelkop bird-of-paradise? Here in Great Lakes City?!

Ronnie Anne

Pretty cool, huh?

Pretty rare is more like it. My book says these birds are normally only found in New Guinea.

[chuckles nervously] Uh, must be your lucky day, Abuela.

Well, I don't think we can top that! This has been a wonderful day! Let's head home. Nice to meet you, Señor Nababirdy.