MAN. Hey, is everything all right?
Selena!
You're still not dressed?
MARCELA. She's getting ready.
I can't decide what to wear.
SUZETTE. Say something. SELENA. Where's my eyelash?
DRESSER. You are always late, Selena.
SELENA. Which one?
Here it is. Cool.
SUZETTE. Dang, that'll look great.
Abraham, is it true that this is the largest crowd in Astrodome history?
That's what they say.
What about the English-speaking album we've been hearing about?
Should be out by later this year.
CHRIS. You'll knock them dead.
Thanks, baby.
I found your eyelash.
It's a madhouse out there. Is she ready?
MARCELA. Not yet.
They're hanging from the rafters. Let's go. You look good.
WOMAN. Selena!
Hi.
Good luck.
I love you.
MARCELA. Go for it, honey.
I'll be watching you.
Good luck.
Selena!
How you doing, Houston, Texas?
Robert, EQ the snare. Bring up the height. - Sure, Abraham.
I want to feel the bass drum. Come on.
She looks beautiful.
Go, girl.
Beautiful! Nice job.
What do you think? - We'll knock them dead.
What should we ask for? The money?
This is our first professional gig.
Not too much. - Let them make an offer.
After all, they want us to audition.
Nice.
Who are you?
What are you doing at my place?
Good morning, sir.
We're The Dinos!
The Dinos? - Yes, sir.
You want to wait right there just a minute?
I don't care if the kids like them. They're Mexicans.
You didn't say they were Mexicans. I thought they were Italian.
I can't have that in my club.
This club is whites only, you know that.
This is for you.
For all your trouble coming here. I appreciate it.
But there's been a mistake and we can't do the audition today.
We'll call you.
Okay?
Let's go.
Nobody'll kick us out of this joint. They're Mejicanos, like us.
That's right, daddy-o. - Let's go to work.
That's gringo music!
We want to dance! Real music!
Play some Mexican music!
Get out of here!
Play some Mexican music or this crowd'll tear the place down! They wanna dance!
We don't know any Mexican music.
Listen.
You'll get your money back!
We want to dance!
They're madder than hornets! What'd you all do, anyway?
We sang We Belong Together.
We want to dance!
Gross! Selena!
Selena?
Selena! - Mommy!
Honey, come inside.
Why'd you leave April in the shower?
She was sleeping. I didn't want to wake her up.
There was caca everywhere. You'll have to clean it up.
Okay. Mommy?
Can we have a farm with chickens and goats and cows,
and horses and pigs...
First take care of April.
Right now. Go on!
Go, Selena!
Touchdown!
Let's get another touchdown.
Let her go!
Hello. We're playing a game here!
She's a big baby.
Come in.
Wow!
What're you doing?
What's it look like? - What's this?
Starting a band.
Who's starting a band? - Me, the kids, you. Rock and roll!
How'd you pay for this?
Take it back! Get the money back.
Hold it, take a look at this stuff.
It's all secondhand. Practically given to me. Bring it in.
Hey, Abraham!
Hey, how you doing?
We need to talk about this.
Abraham, you're not listening to me.
Abraham.
You said you got music all out of your system.
I did get it out of my system.
You were never home. There was no money.
You weren't there when Suzette was born! You were at a gig!
Help me with this cord.
That was the dumbest thing I've ever done.
I've tried to make it up to you ever since.
But this...
This is different.
This is like a fun, spare-time thing, all right?
Like a hobby, okay? - A hobby.
That we can all do together with the kids.
You know what happens if we don't play with the kids.
They're going to end up on street corners, getting into trouble.
This is something special we can do together.
Just a hobby? - Just a hobby.
Something for them to do together? - Yup. Do together.
And they love rock and roll.
Damn!
Oh, damn!
We'll play rock and roll.
No, I don't want to play.
You like rock and roll. - To listen to, not play.
Yeah, Dad, we like the Eagles!
We're not playing that.
I think Dad has gone crazy this time.
Press it.
Hit it.
She's not going to play, she's going to sing.
Go ahead. Sing!
See? That sounds good. - Wait a minute.
What am I supposed to play? - The drums.
The drums? No way!
Come on. - No way. Giris don't play the drums.
Yes, they do.
No way, Dad! No way! Giris don't play the drums!
Let me show you real quick.
Try it. Mi hijita, this is so good.
I don't want to play the drums! Forget it!
Oh, shit!
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm all right.
Sick, sick, sick!
Have you ever seen a girl playing the drums?
Hello!
Listen! Have you ever seen a girl playing the drums? No!
You see them playing the harp, you see them playing everything...
Why is there no music?
We've been talking and we'd rather go outside and play.
I mean, not this play, but play as in "run."
You can play outside in an hour.
Okay? Right now I want you to play Feelings.
Feelings?
Play it! No way!
Why not? - It's the '50s!
That song's way out of style! The '50s are over!
We want to play stuff we like. Stuff that's cool!
Stuff that's happening. - Show me what's happening.
Shut up!
It's too cool for me. Play Blue Moon.
Come on, Dad. Look at you guys.
Fifteen minutes.
Fifteen minutes of real playing.
Abie, Selena.
Okay. Go ahead, count it off.
That's better.
You know, I've been thinking.
Here in Lake Jackson,
there are a lot of gringos.
What?
We wanted something better for the kids.
Better than the barrio. - Yeah, but...
There are no Mexican restaurants here.
And gringos love Mexican food.
Are you thinking of opening a restaurant?
Yes, I am. There's a lot of money to be made.
You've got a good job.
I mean a good restaurant. - A steady job.
We just bought this house!
What are you thinking of?
Listen...
I'm not going to quit my job, all right?
But a good Mexican restaurant...
Ay, Abraham!
Never satisfied.
There's enough room. - Always dreaming.
Put up a stage for some music. - Music?
That's what this is about, isn't it? Music!
No, this is about food.
Okay? And I'm hungry.
The kids could play. We'd be together. The clients would love it.
You wouldn't quit your job, right?
No, I wouldn't quit my job.
Oh, God.
I gotta tell you, you got it centered.
It looks great.
But I don't buy that "G." The "G" is perfect.
It looks like a "Y"!
It looks great. It looks like "Papayoyo's"!
It's "Papagayo's." Perfect. Go back up.
We're exhausted. Look at the "Y."
"Papa Y"?
It's "G." - It's "Papagayo."
It says, "Papayoyo's." - Come on.
Let's go home. - Go ahead.
Look. Okay, stay.
Stay! - Out the way, I'll do it.
Let me do it. I want to do it.
If you don't let me do it...
Watch out!
How's it going?
You were right, gringos like Mexican food.
They like it so much, we'll run out pretty soon.
I must talk to you. - Hold on.
Where are my enchiladas?
I had to quit my job today.
I didn't want to. They didn't want me to be here today.
They wanted me to work. I wanted to be here.
Do you have to take this? Yes!
I'll take your order in a minute.
We'll bring your food in a minute. Whose plate is this?
That girl is really cute.
That's my daughter. She sings pretty, doesn't she?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'll bring somebody to pick this up.
I just dropped a plate over there. Go pick it up! Now!
These plates are too hot. Move them from the fire! Now!
Everything will be fine. They love the restaurant.
The people love our band. They love the kids.
You heard that lady. We'll make a lot of money here.
Abraham, I don't care about the money, you know that.
As long as the kids are taken care of, I don't care.
We had everything.
We bought our house so our kids would grow up in a nice place.
That was my dream.
We had security.
You promised me.
I guess this is your dream.
I'm sure everything'll be fine.
Marcela.
What are you doing here?
I'm looking up at the moon.
And I'm dreaming.
About?
Let's just say you wouldn't imagine what my dreams are like.
When I saw those people applauding...
I mean, what did you feel? What did you think?
It was so cool. I've never seen so many people smile before.
It was exciting. - I know.
It was.
When I'm up on stage,
I feel like
I can be anything I want to be.
Don't steal them all! Don't hog the candy!
Selena, come here. Come here.
Come here. Look at this.
Come on, Dad. Please.
I want to go outside and play. - Come on, just a second.
Give me a minute, okay? Here, look at this.
What's this? - It's a song in Spanish.
I don't know Spanish.
Say that word, reloj.
Put your tongue on the roof of your mouth, then blow air out.
Did you feel it? Do it again.
Say that word, reloj.
Perfect.
That means,
"Clock, don't mark the hours because I'm going nuts."
I know, it sounds weird in English...
Dad, what's this about? - It's about learning to sing in Spanish.
I don't want to sing in Spanish. I don't like Spanish music.
I like Donna Summer. That's what I like.
You like performing?
Yeah, Dad, I love it. It's like you can feel them when you sing.
It's a wonderful feeling.
But let me tell you something I learned the hard way.
I don't want you to learn the hard way.
When I was singing with Los Dinos,
one time they started throwing beer bottles at me.
It sounds funny, but it scared me.
But I did learn something.
You've got to be who you are. You can't change it.
You're an American.
I'm an American.
You like Donna Summer. I like doo-wop.
But you're also Mexican, deep inside.
That's a wonderful thing.
You can't be anything if you don't know who you are.
If you're a singer, you must sing to people from deep inside here.
You know what's in there? - Your heart.
So you're saying I gotta learn how to sing this stuff.
Remember,
"Clock, don't mark the hours because I'm going nuts."
I don't understand. We were doing so good the first nine months.
It's that Ronald Reagan.
Reaganomics.
A lot of small businesses have gone broke.
Come on, Abraham.
Let's go home, huh?
I don't want to leave my home.
Me either. Do you know how many cousins we have at Uncle Hector's?
Come on, let's go. Abie, are my keys in there?
I don't think so.
Check the house.
Dad, your keys are in the car.
What? Your keys are in the car.
The keys are on the seat.
Get in the car.
I'm coming.
Put your seat belt on.
Do we have to go to Uncle Hector's?
Be good today.
Look who's here. Selena.
Selena? What kind of name is Selena?
You mean "saliva"?
Come on, guys. Selena's a pretty name. I mean, I don't make fun of y'all's names.
"I'm Selena, I'm so pretty, I'm so perfect."
"I'm Selena, I'm from Lake Jackson."
Selena.
What's the matter?
It's those giris over there. They're making fun of me
and saying I'm stuck up but I'm not. I'm not.
I know you're not, baby. It's okay. They're just jealous.
Don't worry about it, they're just jealous.
Just jealous.
You know, Abraham, the problem is you're really over qualified for this job.
I mean... - I know what it takes and I can do it.
I just feel that a man with your experience, Abraham,
is gonna very easily get frustrated and you're gonna want to leave.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
I gotta feed my family. Now, I'll do anything. I'm a good worker.
Abraham, this is not the job for you.
I go out there every day looking for a job and I can't find anything.
I feel guilty about letting you down.
What are we gonna do, Abraham?
I mean, Hector and Linda have been great.
One bathroom for 13 people?
I don't know how much longer this can last.
I gotta go.
See you later.
ABRAHAM. I'm calling because I started up a new group.
Selena y Los Dinos.
No, none of the old Dinos.
These are all new Dinos. You're not going to believe this.
They're my kids.
Selena 's my daughter.
She's nine years old.
She's great. You gotta believe me.
She's got all the moves. She's a natural performer.
Sings from the heart.
No, Freddie, listen, please.
I don't care about the money.
I just want to get them some exposure. They play everything.
Freddie, this is familia. You gotta do it.
Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for Selena y Los Dinos!
Let's hear it, Harlingen.
In just a few minutes we're gonna have a group called...
You guys did so good. Come downstairs.
You did good, mi hijo.
You did good. - You gotta pick it up.
The rhythm wasn't fast enough. - We have bad material.
They weren't dancing because you weren't playing it right.
Abraham, the kids did great. The kids did great.
They did great.
I'm proud of you. You did really good!
If you'd like to write the songs, be my guest.
Until then, just keep the rhythm up, so they can dance.
We need to talk, okay?
Kids, why don't you go to the car? - Tejanos like to dance.
Go on! It's okay.
We'll be there in a minute.
Come here.
What're we doing?
What are we doing to our kids?
The kids are good, and they'll get better.
The kids are kids. They're children!
We should be taking care of them, not hurting them.
Selena is just a little girl.
Even if she keeps going and keeps singing...
Tejano music is all men. You know that.
Women are not successful.
Marcela, everything you're saying I understand.
But she is special.
She's got it. I can feel it. I know it.
She's going to make it.
Come on, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
ABRAHAM. I know what you're thinking right now.
You're thinking that after what happened at Harlingen,
we should quit.
Yes.
Let me just tell you something.
You guys are going to make it.
You're going to record records.
You're going to play everywhere, even Disney Worid.
Disney Worid?
You think we'll make it there?
I know you will.
I also know how hard it is to make it in the music business.
But every star that's a star right now had their Harlingen once.
And if we try hard and if we really want it
we can do it.
Do you believe me?
Yeah, Daddy. I believe you.
You hear that music?
That's a cumbia.
A cumbia?
It's a dance Dad and I danced when we were young.
We did. She used to do the washing machine.
Want me to show you?
Come here. - Watch that.
First we start
moving your hips
like this.
There you go, mija.
Then bigger.
Bigger.
Add a little hop.
There you go.
Do the washing machine! - Wait a minute!
There you go.
You get the washing machine going. Your father likes it.
That's the washing machine. There you go!
You make a little circle. And spin.
There you go!
How does the bass sound? It sounds good.
What is it? - What's she wearing?
She's practically got nothing on!
She's in her bra!
It's not just her bra. It's a thing like all the giris are wearing.
She can't wear that. There are men out here!
It's a bustier.
Bustier! That's a bra! Look at it!
I think she looks cute.
Hey, girl!
Say "hi" to the camera!
Hi, how are you?
You look so pretty!
Tell us what it feels like to be on the stage.
I'd like to thank all the little people I stepped on to get here.
No more pictures, please!
$620?
This is not what we were talking about.
That's the way it is.
Those people came to see Selena tonight. They love Selena!
What can I say?
She's just a woman.
You got my chin, dude.
When are we getting a road crew?
Dad's happy with the road crew he has.
And I do mean you! 'Cause it's free.
Let's go, we've got a whole stage out there.
Turn that thing off.
What's gotten into you?
Why are you wearing that?
Come on, Dad, she looked great.
Stay out of this.
It's just a bustier.
It's a cool thing. It's a bra!
It's a bra with sprinkly things!
You cannot go out there wearing stuff like that.
It's indecent!
It's okay. She looked so good!
The crowd loved it!
Shut up! She's not your daughter!
You don't understand. All the singers are doing it. It's the style.
They're wearing bras? - Madonna, Janet Jackson.
Paula Abdul.
Mom, would you tell him? You helped me make it.
You helped her make it?
We did sew the jewels on together.
How come nobody can talk to me about this kind of stuff?
You can't wear this kind of stuff! Is that clear?
The rest of you guys, get the equipment in here.
Come on!
We'll talk to him later. Forget it.
Let's go get some more shit.
So much for my bustier.
You still mad?
I'm just trying to do what's best for you. Sorry for exploding.
But, you know...
You're my little girl.
I know that.
That's just it. I'm not a little girl anymore.
You know what I mean.
I didn't wear anything bad. Really, no one thought it was bad.
That's just the fashion right now.
On stage, you know.
It's entertainment.
We don't want to be old-fashioned, right?
No, we don't want to be old-fashioned.
Don't you think I look just as good in those outfits as Paula Abdul?
You look better. But...
But what?
Keep your jackets on, okay?
Just leave them unbuttoned and
let the
"bustiela"...
Bustier!
Thanks, Daddy.
Take Bertha and fuel it up.
Gas is miles down the road!
Diesel fuel. Don't make any mistakes.
I can't even switch the gears.
You can do it. You've been practicing. I've seen you do it.
Not by myself. - You can do it.
What's up? - You can do it.
Go with him. - All right.
Diesel!
Shotgun. You're fueling. I hate that.
You tanking up the bus?
Wait! We're going!
Just stay out!
Look at Wonder Woman and her sister.
Quiet! I gotta see you drive Big Bertha. Let's go.
I can do this. - Last time it was disastrous.
Here we go!
This is good, Abie. Smooth!
I need Dramamine!
Bertha and I are one! I'm getting dizzy!
We lost a bumper!
What'll that do? That's all I could find.
It's the biggest one I could find! More grass!
Give me something else! Look where we are!
You'll get dirty.
Get the bus out, or Dad'll kill me!
There's no more stuff. - Go get more stuff.
Consider yourselves dead, because it's not working.
Hey, dude, stop! Come on!
You're scaring the cars away.
What should I do? - Stand back.
You're crazy. - Let the master work.
Show him.
Here comes one now!
They stopped!
Did you see that ruca?
She looks just like Salinas!
Rewind. Come on, let's go!
Mas, mas!
Can you help us out? We're stuck.
It is Salinas!
We've been stuck for a long time.
This ditch just snuck up on us. Now we need to get pulled out.
I got a V-8 and 400 horses. I can pull anything out of anywhere.
Mi hermanita won't believe this!
If you pull it forward there, we'll hook it up.
Right here. - Thanks.
A little bit more. - Go for it, dude. Move it.
Go for it! Gun it!
I'm giving it all I got!
Gun it! Go for it!
The bumper, man.
Look at this.
We'll buy you a new one.
Sorry. We'll buy one.
We'll replace it.
We'll polish it. What can we do?
You need a new one? You kidding?
This bumper's going to go on the wall of my garage.
I'll put a sign under it saying,
"This bumper was pulled off by the bus of Salinas."
You like that?
Anything for Salinas. Thanks.
Let's go.
Let's get that in first.
Let's put it in.
Watch the seat.
It was cool of you to do this. Thanks.
No problem. You need a ride to a phone?
We passed a phone a couple miles back.
Yeah, there's no one around.
We'll have to call Dad.
"I can't believe this, son. What were you thinking?"
I can't believe this, son. What were you thinking?
What happened? - Where are you?
Who's laughing? Selena?
Where are you?
He didn't care about his bumper?
No, he was happy.
You should have seen these two tough cholos. Right?
They had tattoos and goatees.
They were cool.
He wants to hang it in his garage.
Like a shrine.
He was like, "Anything for Salinas!"
Not "Selena" but "Salinas" with an "S." It was weird.
He didn't even let me pay for it.
He was happy to have his bumper taken off by our bus.
By Salinas' bus.
That's right.
Quit it.
You're it, girl.
I'm scared of you, girlfriend.
"Mi hermanita won't believe this!"
Anything for...
Salinas!
They were not saying that!
Salinas with an "S."
I'm studying!
Oh! "I'm studying!"
Salinas!
The record company. Come here. - What?
It's the record company!
Where's everybody going? - Mom, come on.
Dad's on the phone with somebody from the record company.
They just talked.
What did he say?
Abraham, what's going on? - Come on, we're talking business.
That was Jose Behar.
Works for Capital EMI and they're getting in the Tex-Mex business.
And?
And they wanted to know where the best Mexican food restaurants were.
Dad! - Come on.
Okay. I'm gonna make a long story longer.
I told them it was at the High Ho but that was in Corpus Christi.
Don't tell jokes! - What's going on?
Then he told me that he wanted to sign Selena y Los Dinos.
Road crew! Road crew! Road crew!
This is it. Isn't it cute?
We could make cowhide trousers for the guys.
Then a little bolero jacket for me. Then all black underneath.
You come up with the cutest designs.
Thanks. And rhinestones everywhere.
You should be a designer.
I always wanted to do that.
Y'all are never going to believe what's downstairs.
Come here!
Wait for me!
What planet is he from?
Planet Dump Truck.
Excuse us for a second.
Go on.
I know he looks weird, I told you that. But he's brilliant.
But doesn't play our music, he plays heavy metal.
He's a Tejano musician!
He's versatile. He can play anything. That's the music he likes.
He's been in some trouble. He's wild.
He's not wild. It's just musician stuff.
Come on, Dad. You should know.
I'll take care of him.
He's a cool guy. Really. Look, come on.
The boy can play.
How about cutting your hair?
Whatever.
Stand still.
You'll drown me. - No, I won't.
The water's hot! I'm telling you, it's hot!
Now it's too cold!
I'm out of here. - You're not going anywhere.
There's way too much hair on the floor.
That's too much!
Are you done yet?
Dude, you look so good.
Are you ready?
Selena!
Come here! - I'll get her.
What?
Looks good.
Cool.
Thank you.
You walk with him. I'm with you.
Hey, Sel. How's it going?
Good. How about you?
Doing okay? The guys treating you all right?
The guys are cool. I like the group.
I like the bus!
This turned out good.
Suzy did a good job.
Yeah, I dig it.
I like it if you like it.
I like it. It looks good.
Cool.
How did you get to be such a great guitarist?
We have never had a guitarist like you in the group before.
Did you start really young?
Serious, you know you're bad.
I was in junior high school. It was the rebel thing.
My parents wanted me to
get real educated and become a doctor or something.
So naturally I wanted to be a rock-and-roller.
Dude, you like to practice? - Yes.
My dad would've loved having you in the family. He had to force us.
We never wanted to.
If I'd have been in your family, then I'd be a doctor.
You want to get something to eat?
Sure. - Yeah?
Okay. I want pizza.
What?
You going to eat it all? Yes.
Watch me.
I can eat a whole medium pizza.
I love pizza.
I can see that.
It cracks me up when they ask me my diet and exercise secrets. Like,
"How do you keep that trim figure? Giris want to know."
"I eat medium pizzas by myself with lots of pepperoni. That's important.
"And I drink Cokes and scarf Doritos and never exercise."
You're too much.
What're you doing?
Hot sauce. - That is enough.
They can't make food hot enough for me.
You are going to be sorry.
Watch this.
That was good.
I need soda.
You are so tough.
You are so strong.
What a macho man. - Want some?
You sure?
A little bit.
You gotta have half of my pizza.
I don't like pepperoni, it's too hot.
Yeah, like that.
The song is about the flower that lasts forever.
Like the kind they sell at the concerts. They're plastic and last forever.
Love is plastic? No, dude!
Hello!
I've got the new rule for the new remodeled bus!
Ready?
Any food that is in this beautiful, well-stocked little cabinet
is off-limits.
Finished?
That's the bus rule. - We're brainstorming here.
Come on, play.
It needs some work.
Something like, "It dies."
What're you doing? - Eating Suzy's chips.
Can I have one?
What're you doing? - Nothing.
You're eating my chips.
That makes them better!
Check it out.
Pass them down!
Anybody want a chip? You want a chip?
Chicken enchilada. I'm not taking orders!
Hi, ma'am. May I help you?
Can I have...
DJ. Como La Flor by Selena y Los Dinos
which jumped to the number one spot on the Tejano music charts.
Selena!
We're Number One!
I just heard it on the radio.
No way! You heard it?
We're Number One! My God! Let's tell Dad!
Dad, you won't believe this!
We're Number One!
At the end of the day!
Number One! Can you believe it?
After all these years, all of a sudden, bang!
That's how it is, I tell you. You start from here, then it's like a bullet.
Abie's really smart. He really knows his cumbia rhythms.
He adds a little funk and disco. Then you sing the heck out of it.
You add a little heavy metal to the guitar. - I can do that.
Dude, I was just thinking. I've never seen you dance.
Do you dance?
Dance?
Yeah, I dance.
I put on my white shoes and black jacket and dance like Travolta.
Yeah, we can dance to this. Let me see you dance.
I was just kidding.
Come on, let me see you dance. Don't be shy.
I won't tell anyone that you weren't being cool.
You get them disgruntled... - They're always disgruntled.
I'll be making a pit stop in about five more minutes.
Follow me. - Give me a little James Brown.
I got soul.
Do you?
You banged me. - I'm sorry.
Come on, this is a cumbia rhythm. I've never seen you dance...
Wait. I don't think we should be doing this.
I'm not sure we should either.
I'm sorry.
Is he gone? - Yep.
Do you think he'll tell?
I don't think so.
That sounds good, dude.
Thanks, man.
Want a beer? - Sure.
All right.
Don't worry about it. I won't say anything.
I know you're cool, man.
If it gets serious, there'll be trouble.
Abraham won't like Selena getting serious with a guy now.
With a guy like you.
What do you mean, a guy like me?
Dude, you're my boy, right? We're cool? But we're musicians.
We both know what you're like.
And Selena, she's like
a sister to me.
I don't know.
It's different with her.
She makes me feel different.
I don't know what it is. I can't explain it.
Mom, he is so cute.
I don't know what it is. He just makes me feel
different.
Like, I get butterflies when I think about him.
Girl, I could tell you like him.
And you know what? I think he's cute, too.
Mom, he is so funny.
He hardly talks.
No, you have to get to know him. I'm serious.
When we're together, we just laugh and laugh at stupid things.
You can't tell Dad.
Don't worry.
I was a young girl, too, remember?
You promise?
I won't tell.
Now get off the bed. You're messing up my pillow.
They want us to play in Mexico?
A gig in Monterrey, Mexico! - That would be so cool.
I'm not sure of that.
Come on, Dad.
You always said everything's a risk.
They don't accept us there. Never have.
We're Mexican!
No, we're Mexican-American and they don't like Mexican-Americans.
And they can be mean and they can tear us apart there.
And Selena's Spanish is...
What about it?
I've been singing in Spanish for 10 years. It's perfect.
Singing, yes. But you speak it a little funny.
There you must speak perfectly or the press will eat you alive.
I've seen them do it.
Overreacting as usual. - The music will speak for itself.
Being Mexican-American is tough.
Anglos jump all over you if you don't speak English perfectly.
Mexicans jump all over you if you don't speak Spanish perfectly.
We must be twice as perfect as anybody else.
Why're you laughing?
What's so funny? - Nothing.
I'm serious.
Our family has been here for centuries.
Yet they treat us as if we just swam across the Rio Grande.
We must know about John Wayne and Pedro Infante.
We must know about Frank Sinatra and Agustin Lara.
We must know about Oprah and Cristina.
Anglo food is too bland.
And yet, in Mexico we get the runs.
Now that, to me, is embarrassing.
Japanese-Americans, Italian-Americans, German-Americans...
Their homeland is across the ocean.
Ours
is right next door. Right over there.
We must prove to the Mexicans how Mexican we are.
Prove to the Americans we're American.
We must be more Mexican than Mexicans, more American than Americans,
both at the same time! It's exhausting.
Damn!
Nobody knows how tough it is to be Mexican-American.
It's a good thing we have frijoles and tortillas to keep our strength up.
Now you're making fun of me. - No, I'm not! And menudo.
Now you're making me hungry.
Come on, Dad.
I can do it. I know I can. Really.
Trust us. - Listen, guys.
Let's finish the tour in California and then we'll talk about it.
But being Mexican-American is really hard.
Security!
What's going on in here?
We'll pay for everything, and I do mean everything.
You think that'll make it right? - No.
You do this everywhere you go?
He's fired. I never want to see him again.
You can't do that. - We're not a disgusting punk rock group!
I know that, Dad! Look, trust me!
Where is he? I don't know.
He's fired! You can't.
We're going to Mexico. - I don't want to see his face again.
There's no way we're going to find a new guitarist before then.
It's impossible.
Chris!
What was that all about?
What's with you, huh?
Why are you trying to spoil everything?
I'm no good for you.
It'll never work.
I wish everyone would stop telling me what's good for me!
I gotta hear it from Dad, Mom, Abie, and now you?
Maybe you should listen to them. - Stop telling me what I should want!
You don't know who I really am! You don't know anything about me!
And that's you up there?
Big hot-shot rock-and-roller, got to trash hotel rooms?
I've been around musicians all my life. I'm not impressed.
And I do know who you are.
I can see you.
You're just Chris.
I want it to work, okay? But it just... - But what?
You know what your problem is?
You can't accept something great even when it stares you in the face.
I may not be streetwise and all that.
But at least I know not to be that dumb!
Her Spanish.
If only she could just keep singing!
When we get out there, let me do all the talking, okay?
Let me handle this. Okay? I've got an idea.
...excited!