- I'm in the big city with my big familia
Every day here is my favorite da
One big house and our family store
Food and laughter y mucho amor
Tos, abuelos, all of my primos
A dog, a parrot, amigos
We're one big family now
Sundays and Mondays
They're all fun days when you're with the...
all: Casagrandes! - Mucha vida
all: Casagrandes! - Bienvenida
all: Casagrandes! - Mucha risa
all: Casagrandes! We're all familia!
- Tan-tan!
[train dinging]
[door ding dongs]
- Oh, Sid, watch out for the--
- Gum? Saw it.
[upbeat music]
[yelping]
- Banana. I was gonna say banana.
[man yelps]
Hey, today's the day we have to pick an after school activity.
Did you figure out which one you're gonna sign up for?
- Not yet.
I had a little problem with the booklet.
My mom brought home a baby alligator from the zoo.
- It's okay. I've got mine.
It only has Lalo's slobber on it.
- Ugh.
- We should totally pick an activity
that we can do together.
I don't want anything cutting down on our hang time.
- Me neither.
Do you realize if we don't do something together,
we're gonna lose out on two hours of hang time a day?
That's ten hours a week and 40 hours a month
of not hanging out!
- Well, that isn't going to happen.
Let's see-- Chess Club, Gardening,
Introduction to Model Trains.
- Oh, definitely model trains. both: Huh?
- Hey, girls! Just overheard your convo.
Go with trains. They're literally tons of fun.
Choo, choo! Chugga, chugga, chugga, chugga.
All aboard! - Thanks, Dad.
We'll take it into consideration.
- What about gymnastics?
It's a great activity, and you can do it anywhere.
Ta-da!
- Thanks for the suggestion, Mrs. Kernicky.
Is there anybody we don't know on this train?
- [squawks] Yeah, tell me about it.
[quirky musical flourish]
- Hmm...
Intro to Balloon Animals, Arc Welding...
No way! Lucha Libre? What do you think?
Could that be our after school activity?
- Yes! I mean,
whenever I've watched it with you, it looks pretty cool.
Let's do it! - Uh, a little help?
[grunting]
[chuckles, whimpers]
[upbeat music]
[bell rings]
[rock music]
- This looks awesome!
Here, let's be green.
That way, we can be on the same team.
- Sweet!
Now, what are our characters' back stories?
Ooh, how about this?
Since we're green, we can be radioactive booger people.
- [laughs] - You guys wanna wrestle?
Me and Becky against you two?
- Sure! What are the rules?
both: [giggle]
[laugh maniacally]
- There are no rules.
both: [scream] - [grunts]
- [grunts]
So what's your character's back story?
Are you both Aztec warriors lost in time?
Or oranges who escaped from the juice factory?
- Less talking, more wrestling!
- Okay. Ooh!
You know what I like? Thumb wrestling!
[both yelping]
- [whimpers] - [laughs, grunts]
- All right, here's the plan.
You lure them over here,
and I'll jump off the ropes and pin them.
- But won't that make them mad?
- Don't worry about it. We can take them.
Just channel your aggression.
- [grunting]
- Come on, you can do it.
What makes you angry? Tap into your tough side.
- [grunting]
Ooh, a butterfly! [giggles]
- Sid, wait! [gasps]
[screams]
- [giggling]
- Sid, look out! - Aww!
- Huh-yah!
- [screams] - [screams]
- [grunts, screams]
- [gasps] - [whimpers]
- Sid, where are you?
- [whimpering]
- You're not having fun, are you?
- No, no, this is what radioactive booger people do.
They hide!
- It's okay, Sid. Maybe Lucha isn't your thing.
- I'm sorry. I know how much you like it.
- Don't worry.
We'll find another club we can do together--
one that we both love.
- Thanks, buddy.
- See you guys in Algebra!
[mellow music]
Let's see.
Drama, jewelry, robotics, woodshop--
- Whoa, wait!
Robotics? We have to!
I'm not taking no for an answer.
Can we, Ronnie Anne? Can we? Please?
- Sounds like fun! Let's check it out.
- Hey, Ronnie Anne,
can I borrow your book if you're done?
Archery club was definitely not for me.
- Sure, Laird.
- If you're thinking of trying Lucha Libre,
watch out for Becky.
This breakfast bot is gonna cook everything--
eggs, bacon, toast, pancakes.
How's your robot coming?
- Good.
I finally figured out that this piece
attaches to this piece.
Ouch.
- I have a great idea.
Why don't you help me with my breakfast bot?
- Yeah, let's do that. I'm starving anyway.
- I'm almost done.
Can you connect the eye sensor to the servo motor?
- You know it!
Okay, all set!
- All right, who's ready for breakfast?
[robot blipping]
- Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.
- How about we start with some hash browns?
[robot blipping]
- Are you sure you connected that right?
- I'm, like, 80% sure.
Or maybe 60. [laughs sheepishly]
- Hm, maybe you better turn it off so I can check it out.
[device beeps] [robot blares]
- Time for breakfast.
- [gasps] - Time for breakfast.
Time for breakfast. - [screams]
- Time for breakfast. Time for breakfast.
Time for breakfast. Time for breakfast.
Time for breakfast. Time for breakfast.
[all scream] Time for breakfast.
Time for breakfast. Time for breakfast.
Time for breakfast. Time for breakfast.
[whirring down] Time for breakfast.
- Psst, is everyone mad at me?
[all growling]
- No!
But robotics might not be your thing.
- No, I can make this work.
How about I just watch from under here
and never touch any of the robots?
- Or we could just find another club.
- But you love robotics.
- Yeah, but I'd rather find another activity
than lose ten hours a week of quality hang time!
- Oh, definitely. We cannot lose hang time.
Okay, there's lots of other clubs we could try.
The most important thing right now
is that we leave immediately.
[both panting]
[overlapping angry shouting]
- Pottery's kinda awesome.
I'm going to make a new dog dish for Lalo.
- Hm, I think I'm gonna love it too.
If I could just find the on button for this thing...
- You have to step on the foot pedal.
[wheel whirring]
- [screams]
- [yelps] Oh, okay.
- Sorry, Laird.
- [muffled] It's okay.
- Maybe this club isn't for us.
[upbeat music]
- This is so much better than pottery!
- Yes, so much better.
[grunts]
- [yelps] - [screams]
[whimpers]
- Let's try another club.
Today's recipe is preparing calamari.
Step one, pick out your squid.
- Here's a whopper! - Whoa!
- Ah, squid ink! Bleh!
[grunts, screams]
[both grunting] I got him!
- [yelps] Oh.
[whimpers]
I miss being homeschooled.
[upbeat musical flourish]
- Well, we tried every club the school has to offer.
- Even Model Train Club?
- It was cancelled due to lack of interest, Dad.
- What?
[train tires screech] [both yelp]
Attention, everyone. This train is out of service.
Your conductor needs to walk this off.
Chugga, chugga, choo, choo.
[overlapping grumbling] - Come on!
Again?
- Can he do that?
- Oh, yeah. It's not the first time.
- Listen, Sid, I know we really wanted to do our after school
activity together, but we're out of time.
We have to pick by tomorrow.
- I know.
I don't wanna say it, but maybe you should go back
to where you were happy-- the Lucha Libre Club.
- You mean, without you? - What other choice do we have?
- Yeah, maybe you're right.
And maybe you should just do the thing
that made you happy-- Robotics Club.
Aww, buddy, are you crying?
- No, that's just from the squid ink.
But I am sad.
- I know. Me too.
[mellow music] [dog barking]
[laughs]
- [laughs]
[upbeat music]
[bell rings]
All right, you goons!
It's time for a rematch!
- Oh, hey! I thought you guys quit.
- Well, you thought wrong, my orange friend.
Wh--Where's Ronnie Anne?
- She's not here, but let me go get Becky.
- [grunts, screams] Help me!
- [laughs manically] - [screams]
- [laughs sheepishly] That's okay.
I have to go.
Tell Becky I said hi!
- Hey, guys. [laughs sheepishly]
Look who's back.
all: [panicked chattering]
- Mother, you came back.
[dings]
- What do you want?
- Just looking for Sid.
- She's not here, remember? You guys quit.
- Uh, sorry. I thought Sid would be here.
Thanks.
- Wait! You haven't had breakfast.
[determined music]
[yelps]
Sid? - Yes?
both: I wanna join your club!
- I really don't care what we do,
as long as we do it together.
- Me too.
[gentle acoustic chord]
- So let's go to Robotics Club.
I'm totally gonna try harder.
- Nope. I've already got the mask.
Let's go back to Lucha Libre.
- No way. We're doing Robotics.
- Toast is ready.
[dings]
[both laugh]
- Oh, wow.
Are you guys starting some sort of
Lucha-Libre-Robotics club?
- What? - No.
- I mean, yes!
Yes, we are starting a Lucha-Libre-Robotics Club.
- And we're totally gonna do it together!
[upbeat musical flourish]
[device blipping, beeps]
- Okay, Laird. You can start the match.
- All right, bots!
I want a good, clean battle!
No hitting below the fan belt.
[rock music]
- Whoo-hoo! Let's do this!
I'm gonna take you down, Sid.
- Come at me, bro!
- Come on, yeah!
[kids shouting excitedly]
- Hey!
Can I join this club? - Yeah.
- Of course.
- [screams]
[metallic crashing] [Becky grunting]
- [screams, grunts]
My money's on Becky.
[both laugh]
[rhythmic chiptune music]
- [squawks] Rise and shine!
- One step ahead of you, Sergio!
It's my mom's one day off all month,
and we made plans to spend it together.
- [squawks] You go, girl!
- [hums pleasantly]
[yelps] - Morning, Mom.
I made you a breakfast burrito and a coffee for the road.
- The road? - Yeah.
I planned a few activities for our big day together.
- Oh, right. Fantastic.
- Now, here. Eat this.
We only have eight hours until you have to be back at work.
- [squawks] Seven hours and 58 minutes.
- Hurry up and get dressed. I'll meet you in the kitchen.
- [yawns]
- Maria, I heard you come in late last night.
What are you doing up so early?
- I promised Ronnie Anne that I would spend the day with her.
- I'm worried about you, mija.
You need your rest or you're going to wear yourself out!
- Don't worry. I feel fine.
- Mom!
Okay, so I thought we could catch a movie.
"Chupacabra 4!"
- Ooh, I wonder how they'll top "Chupacabra 3."
- Then lunch at the make-your-own pizza place,
then the arcade, and then the museu--
[cell phone trills]
- Oh, it's the new nurse.
I should really answer. Just a sec.
Hey, Linda. - [indistinct chatter]
- No, we can't treat pigeons,
even if it has insurance.
Happy to help. [line beeps]
Sorry about that. Where were we?
- Okay, so-- - Mom!
I was unpacking a crate of salsa verde,
and I got a splinter!
- What's the big deal? Just take it out.
- [whimpering] Ah, the pain!
- Jeez, Bobby, why are you being so dramatic?
Here, let me-- - [screams]
It hurts to touch! - I didn't even touch it!
- Hang tight, sweetie. I'll go get my tweezers.
- There you are!
I heard it was your day off,
and I need you to pose for a portrait.
- Sorry, Ta Frida. She's booked.
- But Maria's the only one in the family I haven't captured
and I need to get this piece to the gallery.
- [whimpers] But what about my boo boo?
- [squawks] Tick tock, tick tock!
- Okay, fine.
But how about she does both at the same time?
[acoustic guitar chord]
- Ah, I can't look.
[screams] I looked!
- Maria, stay still or else you'll come out
looking like Picasso.
- So you almost done, 'cause it looks good to me, Ta Frida!
- What are you talking about?
Maria doesn't even have a face yet!
I'm waiting for the right expression.
[quirky musical flourish]
Oh! [dramatic musical chord]
- [sheepish chuckle] - Now I have to start over.
- [gasps] But we only have seven hours left.
- [squawks] Six hours, 40 minutes, and counting.
- Got it! - [sighs] Thanks, Mom.
I better get back to the mercado.
[door closes] - Freeze!
That's the look!
- Wait, really? This look?
- [laughing] Yep. Now just hold it.
- Ugh! [shutter clicks]
Here, you can use this instead. [goat bleats]
- [gasps] That's an even better angle!
- So you're all set? - Come on, Mom.
Let's go before someone else needs--
- Ta Maria! - Aww, come on!
- I found you three great guys on this dating app,
"Middle Aged Match."
- Gee, thanks.
- This one looks just like Raul from "Adios, Anna, Adios!"
- [squawks] But older!
- [squeals] They're waiting in the hall!
- Seriously?
- I know, right?
Ta's playing the field.
- Gah!
Ooh, guys, instead of having three long boring dates,
how about speed dating?
- Oh, my gosh, yes!
[upbeat music]
- Maria, your name--
es como musica...
- [giggles] Right.
- Oh, it's so romantic.
- Shh, I can't hear.
- For the love of--Sergio, can you help speed this up?
- [squawks] For the right price.
[biscuits shuffling]
[squawks] Time's up, pal!
- Gah! [awkward giggle]
- All right, I guess it's my turn.
- [squawks] Guess again!
- Well, hello there. I--It's nice to meet--
- [squawks] It's not you, it's her!
- Well, okay then.
Have a good one.
- Mom!
Mom, I got hot sauce where my splinter was.
It burns. It burns!
[screams, whimpers]
- Ta Maria, help!
I glued my model caboose to my caboose.
And then I got an itch.
[model train hoots]
[cell phone trills]
- Yes, Linda? - [indistinct chatter]
- Well, that's what the gloves are for.
Just a second. I'm getting another call.
Hey, Arturo. Everything okay?
- Hola, Maria! Great.
The clinic is thriving.
But can you tell me what this rash is?
- It hurts so bad!
- How am I gonna go to the bathroom?
- What about this guy? He's cute.
- [screams] Mom, the pain! - Caboose on my caboose!
- Mom! - Middle-aged guy!
- Caboose!
- [growls]
Stop! Listen up.
- Oh, hey, Ronnie Anne. Didn't see you there, mija.
- Hey, Dad.
Everyone, I know you all need my mom,
but this was supposed to be my day with her,
and now the day is half over!
- Aww, she misses her mama!
[shutter clicks] It's so sweet.
- I'm sorry, mija. You're right.
I promise, no more interruptions.
It'll just be you and me for the rest of the afternoon.
- Thanks, Mom. And thanks, everyone.
- But what about my rash? It's spreading--
[line beeps]
- Come on, Mom! Hurry!
- Okay, I got my coffee and I'm good to go!
What's first?
- If we hurry, we can still make the movie.
[cell phone trills] - I'd better take that.
I know you're too nice not to answer.
How am I not your background photo?
[shutter clicks] Come on, Mom.
On the way to the movie theater,
I'll show you the sneaker store
that Sid and I are obsessed with.
- That's... [yawns] Great.
- And there's amazing street art
on the way to the pizza place.
[train dinging, whooshes]
And after that, we can stop at the churro donut truck.
- Sounds delish.
- [laughs sheepishly] Mom?
You here?
[train rattles]
- [snoring]
[tires screech] [doors ding dong]
- No big. I'll just call her.
[keypad blipping] [cell phone trilling]
Dang it, I took her phone!
Okay, don't panic. She's smart.
She's probably waiting for me at the last stop.
- [snoring]
- [squawks] - [gasps]
Ronnie Anne? Oh, no--my phone!
[couple screaming]
[inhales, exhales] Okay.
Don't panic. She's smart.
She's probably waiting for me at the next stop.
- [squawks]
[train dinging]
- Mom?
[door ding dongs] - Ronnie Anne?
- Nope. Name's Joe.
- Maybe she made her way here.
[dramatic music playing]
Mom? - Amelie?
- Elio? - Harry?
- No, it's Ronnie Anne.
- Well, Ronnie Anne, you're ruining the movie!
Boo! [angry chatter]
- There's only one way to stop this chupacabra and that is--
- Ronnie Anne? - Boo!
Now we'll never know! [angry chatter]
- Okay.
Where's another place we were supposed to meet?
The pizza place!
[rhythmic chiptune music]
[sips] Ah.
- [coos, sips]
- [squawks]
[people screaming]
- [gasps]
- [grunts]
- [sheepish laugh]
- Same thing happened to me earlier.
- [sighs]
Well, so much for quality time.
[somber guitar music]
[sighs heavily]
[cell phone trills] - Hello?
- Ronnie Anne? - Mom?
- I'm calling from the landline.
I was so worried!
Please come home, mija.
I'll explain everything.
- [buzzing]
[squawks]
[cars honking]
- Ronnie Anne! There you are.
Hey, sweetie.
- Mom, what happened?
This was supposed to be our special day.
- I know. I feel terrible.
Honestly, I was so tired,
I fell asleep in the train station.
Then I looked everywhere for you,
but my brain was so foggy,
I couldn't remember where we were going first.
I'm so sorry I ruined our day.
- I'm the one who should be sorry.
I had no idea you were so exhausted.
I feel like a huge jerk.
- It's not your fault. I thought I could do it.
Hey, there's still a little time left.
We could hit the arcade. - Ta Maria!
I found a new match for you.
He's between jobs, but he's super handsome.
- Ow! Mom.
I dropped a pineapple on my foot
and then I spilled hot sauce on it.
The pain. The burn!
[dramatic music]
- I have a better idea.
Quick, come to my room!
- Ta Maria, I need you!
The glue situation has gotten worse.
- You can't hide from love, Ta Maria!
- Oh, I need to show her my masterpiece.
- [yelps] That was my good foot!
- Sorry, guys.
Whatever you need, it'll have to wait.
Mom's busy right now.
- I guess we're going now?
- [whimpering]
[mellow music]
- [squawks] It's a living.
- [snores]
- Hey, Ronnie Anne. - [yawns]
- I feel much better.
Thank you so much, sweetie.
That was really thoughtful of you.
- No problem, Mom. You deserve it.
- I promise my next day off is all yours.
Well, better go-- my shift's starting,
and Linda just called to tell me
that some genius swallowed a wrench.
- Really?
Man, your job is so cool.
- Would you wanna come with me?
- Could I? - Sure.
I mean, we'd be together. - Can I take the wrench out?
- [laughs] [firmly] No.
[upbeat music]
