The Casagrandes Season 1 quotes

[angrily punches her canvas with a hole] Terrible! You call this art?! [throws her painting on the ground and kicks it; sobs] My showcase is tomorrow (night) and I have no work to showcase at the showcase! This is the worst painter's block I've had in years. Oh, I know. I can listen to my favorite podcast. That should help. [later standing upside down while listening]

Now that you've tried the first exercise, how does it feel to see the world from a new perspective? Are the creative juices flowing?

If by flowing, you mean falling! [falls]

Remember, your paintbrush is not your enemy. It's your friend. Say hi to your friend.

Hola, paintbrush.

[mockingly] Oh, you're going with blue for the sky? How original.

[growls angrily] Now I'm suddenly seeing red! [tosses the paintbrush and it hits the wall, leaving a blue mark, and lands next to Lalo, whose resting; Lalo grabs the brush and suddenly runs next to her, knocking the paint cans over] Uh, no, Lalo. It's not playtime, it's crunch time. [Lalo rolls into the spilled paint and shakes his body, splattering the paint all over the canvas] No! Bad Lalo! You ruined my canvas!

[flies into the apartment, in a scuba suit] Ready for our scuba lesson? [Lalo explains to him, gesturing the painting] You squiggled on paper. Congrats. [Lalo continues explaining] You gotta make ten more? For Frida? What's in it for you? Diddly-squat? Hold up. It's time I teach you about the law of supply and demand. If you're gonna supply, you gotta demand.

Lalo, I'm back! Ready to paint?

[halting her] Not so fast. I'm Lalo's manager. [takes out a fake business card] For every painting my client makes, he's gotta get something out of it too. [roguishly] As does his manager. If you could please sign this contract. [takes out a lengthy contract]

Ugh, fine. Anything to get more paintings. [signs the contract]

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.

Ahh, should've gotten into the art game a long time ago. [rings the bell] Snack us!

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.

[sobs] These dogs were useless! And my show is in one hour! I hate to say it, but I think I really do need Lalo!

[finds and mistakes Malo for his twin brother] Lalo! There you are. I've been looking for you everywhere. [Malo growls at her] OK, I know you're still mad at me, but just allow me to explain. [breaks down sobbing] No dog can paint like you! Oh, please, come back and finish my paintings! [hugs Malo] I need you! [Malo snaps at her and runs off; gasps] Ooh, wait for me! [follows him]

[coming back] He'll never litter again. Malo? Huh, must be off scaring cats. I love that dog.

Moms are weird.

[hurries back to Apartment 2B; gasps in horror as Malo breaks down the door] You're not Lalo! [Malo blows raspberry at her and leaves; enters her apartment, shocked to see the mess] And what you've done es muy malo! Now I have no work to show tonight! [breaks down, bawling]

[enters the apartment] Frida, it's showtime! [notices her on the ground; surprised] Ay, mujer! What happened in here?

[confessing] I can't live a lie anymore! I didn't paint the piece you loved yesterday! It was Lalo! [continues sobbing] And I just took credit for it because I had painter's block! I'm so sorry.

Chica, I wish you had told me the truth. Every artist gets stuck sometimes. It's just part of being an artist.

[sniffs] Really? Uh, but what about the show and the important collector?

Frida, I care about you more than all of that. We can reschedule. I just want you to give yourself a break.

Oh, thanks. Maybe I need to take some time to find my inspiration.

Inspiration will find you. That's what I love about your work, Frida. You always have a way of channeling your life experiences into art.

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.

Sid

Oh, man. I wanna intern at your mercado with Mr. Inflatable. That guy gets to wave hello to people all day.

Ronnie Anne

I wanna work at Bruno's hot dog cart. What could be easier than serving the world's greatest hot dogs for a week? It'll be a breeze.

Remember, Sameer, a hot dog for breakfast is the most important dog of the day. Let's see how you are at ordering.

Two dogs for Mr. Vito, please.

Whoa! Very good! You are going places, mister.

Ronnie Anne

Sameer, are you interning for Vito?

Yeah. I was wondered what he did for a living.

Ronnie Anne

So, what does he do?

I don't know. He says he's about to make a comeback, but, comeback to what? It's a mystery.

Now that we're done with the morning rush, it's time to study up on the menu.

Ronnie Anne

Not to brag, but, I've eaten your Dragged Through the Garden dog like, a million times.

That's great, but, I got 50 other dogs. If you're gonna sell 'em, then you gotta know how they taste.

Ronnie Anne

I thought you'd never ask!

Ronnie Anne

Hey, Sid. Have you seen my family?

Sid

Everyone just went to the park for the hot dog eating contest.

Ronnie Anne

[worried with shock] Oh, no! If Bruno sees Bobby there, he'll know I was lying!

Ronnie Anne? What are you doing here?

Ronnie Anne

I'm sorry, Bruno. I lied about Bobby breaking his arm. I didn't want to come to work today because I didn't realize how hard your job is. But I'm here now, and I'm gonna help you.

I appreciate the apology, Ronnie Anne, but it's too late. I'm a laughing stock.

[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.