[ Both laughing ]
[ Bang! ]
[ Both grunt ]
♪♪
[ Roars ]
Aah!
-Whoa!
♪♪
[ Chuckles ]
♪♪
Man:
And don't forget, amigos,
tomorrow night is
Dance Dance Monte Macabre!
So,vamos a bailar,
and maybe you'll be the winner
of a huge cash prize!
Valentino:
Victor, stop pushing me!
Victor:
I wouldn't have to push you
if you just hit
your marks, Valentino.
From the top.
Just go.
5, 6, 7, 8.
Ow!
I don't see you kicking,
Valentino.
[ Sighs ]
And roll.
And pose.
Now, scuttle.
Scuttle!
And now
the show stopper.
And...leap!
Your hands
are wrong.
Better.
Ah, who am I kidding?
You're awful!
Come on, Victor.
Loosen up.
I mean, this is supposed to be
fun, after all.
I don't have time
for fun, Valentino,
not when I'm so close
to achieving my artistic vision.
Here. Thisis
my artistic vision.
It's me, but rich.
And that's never gonna happen
if youdon't step up.
Okay, Vic, but -- Wait.
Is that me?
Never mind that. What you need
to focus on right now
is my vision
in your brain's eye.
In other words,
Victor...want...money!
Well, you're never gonna
get your money
if you keep yelling
at your dance partner.
I'm not yelling!
All you've done all week
is push me around
and shoot down
all of my ideas.
Fine.
I see how it is.
You're fired.
You can't fire me!
I'm gonna find someone
who will actually do what I say.
Fine! I'll find someone
who won't scream at me for
[mockingly]
ruining their vision!
[ Both grunting ]
Fine by me!
Fine by me, too!
Aah!
Fine!
Fiiiine!!
Hmm, let's see.
I need someone who is
both graceful
and will obey my vision.
Together: ♪ Puppies and kitties
and turtles are sweet ♪
♪ But not
as sweet as you ♪
Whoa!
Whaaaa?
♪♪
So graceful.
[ Laughs ]
Together: Ta-da!
[ Cheers and applause ]
-Bravo!
-Wow!
-Amazing!
[ Chuckles mischievously ]
Reynaldo, baby!
Oh, hey.
Uh, blanking on your name.
Uh, Vic,
y-you know my --
Sheesh, okay, okay.
Don't talk my ear off.
I'm just gonna borrow this guy
for a sec.
Look, I'm not gonna beat
around the bush here.
I want you
to dance for me.
Dance for you?
You heard me.
With your twinkle toes and
my amazingly artistic vision,
we could win
the Dance Dance Monte Macabre.
Boy howdy!
Let me tell Reynalda.
We got to practice!
Whoa, who, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.
Listen, that sister of yours,
she's dead weight, you know?
She'll only hold back
a star like you.
Uh, wha...?
But I can't ditch her.
See, it's like this.
A cake needs the right
combo of flavors.
Chocolate frosting
on vanilla cake?
That's us.
You and her are more like
chocolate and ketchup.
Ah! I love
chocolate and ketchup!
Ugh!
Okay! Okay!
Then aren't youtired
of sharing everything with her?
Don't youwant to be
the main attraction?
Well, this is
your chance.
Uh...
[ Chuckles ]
Uhhhhh...
[ Chuckles ]
Huh? Huh?
Uh...I guess
I'll do it.
I knew you would!
Okay, clear your schedule
and forget about sleeping,
eating, and going to
the bathroom.
All you're gonna do
is dance.
♪♪
Here you go,
Valentino.
Do you want
some sour cream?
Sure, Grandma.
Lay it on thick.
You know,
actually, just --
[ Gasps ]
Valentino, slow down.
How will you rehearse for
the competition if you're sick?
The competition is off.
Vic and I split up.
Split up?
You can still compete.
You just need
a new partner.
Yeah, hopefully
someone who won't yell at me
or step on my feet.
Oh, I'm sure you will find
someone like that.
[ Chomping ]
♪ La-la, la-la, la, la,
la, la, la, la ♪
Hmm...
♪♪
Get ready to dance
that little tushy off.
[ Whistle blows ]
Again!
Ugh! But I've done it
37 times already!
And my feet
really hurt.
I'm not used to dancing
in my mom's shoes.
Not these big ones,
anyway, at least.
Rey-Rey, baby.
I'm a chill guy.
I don't have a care
in the world, really.
But you know
what I do have?
Uh...
I have a vision,
Reynaldo!
A beautiful artistic
vision-n-nuh.
Ah, well,
then maybe I --
Vision-nuh!
If my mom danced
in these shoes, so can I.
Right, Victor?
That's right.
Now, start the music.
♪♪
5, 6, 7, 8, and
let me see that shimmy shake.
And clap.
And --
Hey, there's no hip wiggling
in my vision.
Now, cut that out
and do the spinny thingy.
Huh?
Oh, okay, Victor.
Eeee!
Keep spinning.
Uh, I'm starting
to get dizzy, though.
Well, come on! Leap!
Leap, Giselle! Leap!
Okay!
Aah!
Owwww!
You call that
a leap?
Ugh!
Just look at you.
Owww!
Get up.
Ooh, my ankle!
It hurts!
Well, come on.
Get up.
Victor, I don't know
if I can still dance.
My ankle hurts
really bad.
[ Squishy throbbing! ]
But, yeah,
I don't think I can --
La-la-la-la!
I can't hear excuses.
But --
You gotta
live it, baby.
Keep on striving,
keep on living.
So, should I
keep on dancing?
That's right,
boo-boo.
Real stars never leave
the dance floor.
Okay, bye.
Oh, okay.
I'll keep dancing,
Victor.
[ Water running ]
Huh?
Hello...Victor.
Valentino.
Fancy duds
you got there.
Is blinding the audience part
of your vision, too?
I don't know what you're
talking about,
but when someone sweeps
the crowd off their feet,
it's not gonna be you.
But anyway, Reynaldo and I
are killing it.
We just get each other...
almost like brothers.
Hmph!
Well, my dance team is
on fire,
and we're gonna burn
your butts off tomorrow.
Oh, yeah?
And who's your dance partner?
Ohh, you'll find out
soon enough.
Harumph!
Welcome, everyone,
to the 5th annual
Dance Dance Monte Macabre!
[ Cheers and applause ]
♪♪
[ Blows sharply ]
♪♪
[ Coughing ]
[ Sniffing deeply ]
Next up is Valentino and Chata
with a traditional presentation!
♪♪
Grandma?
It's okay.
We can still win, Reynaldo.
Don't be nervous.
I'm not nervous,
Victor.
♪♪
[ Cheers and applause ]
♪♪
[ Audience murmuring ]
Look at him.
So smug.
♪♪
[ Cheers and applause ]
Chata! Whoo!
Haha!
Oh! Whoo!
Grandma, yeah!
Next, we have
The Victor-y Experience!
[ Cheers and applause ]
How are you feeling about
your chances tonight, boys?
I have a vision!
Sure!
Give 'em a hand!
[ Applause ]
Are you ready for your lives
to never be the same?
Nyah! Ugh!
-Aah!
-Ouch!
Move it, Reynaldo.
It's show time.
Now, 5, 6, 7, 8, and let me see
that shimmy shake.
Ow! Victor!
I can't keep going!
Hey, there's no crying
in my vision-uh.
Now, suck it up
and spin.
Aah!
[ Whimpering ]
♪♪
Now, leap!
Leap, I tell you!
Aah!
I'll try!
Reynaldo!
Here I go!
Ow! Ow!
I can't land this!
My vision, Rey--
Oof!
Reynaldo!
Ohh!
What?
♪♪
Together: Ta-da!
[ Cheers and applause ]
Whee!
Ooh!
Meh!
Ohh, dancing with Victor
was fun,
but we make
a better team, Reynalda.
We share something special
like we're family.
That's probably
'cause we are family.
Oh, yeah!
Hugs!
[ Scoffing ]
Family.
[ Both laughing ]
[ Grumbles ]
I wish I was that close
to my siblings!
I've definitely said
some awful things to my brother
that I just left
unresolved!
Oh, well.
Too late for that now!
Congratulations!
Together: Hugs!
Hey, guys, I just wanted
to say your dance
was really,
really cool.
Thank you, Victor,
but if you'll excuse me,
I have to return my bongos
to Xochi.
Los amo mucho,
mis nietos.
Your dance was pretty cool,
too, Victor.
I liked the mini disco balls.
The symbolism moved me.
Well, if Reynaldo hadn't
gotten hurt,
you would have been
even more moved.
But I feel like with a more, uh,
like-minded partner,
I could do something
even cooler next year.
I mean, that's if you'd want to,
you know, kuh-blabber-nate.
Collaborate.
Okay, picture this.
Postmodern softshoe,
but the real kicker
is that we do it
with monster masks on!
Oh, man, yeah!
And what if we have, like, smoke
and, like, buildings
we can step on and stuff?
Yeah, and the monster
is capitalism!
Yeah, and a robot
is fighting the monster.
Perfect!
What a metaphor!
We're gonna be
the best team ever!
♪♪
[ Both laughing ]