[car horns honk]
- ♪ I'm in the big city with my big familia ♪
♪ Every day here is my favorite día ♪
♪ One big house and our family store ♪
♪ Food and laughter y mucho amor ♪
♪ Tíos, 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!
[adventurous music]
♪ ♪
[light music]
- [humming]
- [grunting efforts]
Goal!
- Carl, I'm not paying you to fool around.
I'm paying you to clean up.
- Who's fooling around?
I'm sorting mystery cans
This one is either canned corn or fake snakes.
[chuckles] Or neither.
- Finding antiques is all the payment I need,
like this toaster from 1950.
And a piece of toast from 1950.
- And a hairy spider from today!
- Ahh!
- [shrieks]
Ah--ehh!
- Whoa! Phew. [crashing]
[screams]
[crashing]
[groans]
[grunts] Ooh!
[mysterious music]
- Look, a message in a bottle.
- Is that how you used to text, Abuelo?
- Very funny, but...
yes.
all: Ooh!
- [clears throat] "You found my letter--
"what a pleasure!
Keep reading to find my treasure!"
Ohh! Is this for real?
- If I'm reading correctly,
this letter was written by Pancho Villa.
- Pancho who-a?
- Aye! What are they teaching you in school?
He's only one of the most famous generals
of the Mexican Revolution.
- The letter must have belonged to my great, great grandfather.
He rode with Pancho Villa. [horse neighing]
- Legend has it, Pancho Villa buried his gold
but no one's ever found it.
- Until now!
We're gonna be rich!
both: ♪ Gonna buy so much stuff ♪
[both laugh] - Shh. Callense.
So how do we find the treasure?
- Hmm. "Solve this riddle, then solve three more.
Find the next one lighting up the shore."
Hmm.
- [hisses]
- [screams] Uhh! Ohh! [crashing]
- Lighting up the shore?
[gasps] That's the lighthouse!
- To the lighthouse!
both: ♪ We're gonna be rich, we're gonna be rich ♪
- Shh. Shh.
Keep it down. We don't want anyone else
finding out about our treasure.
There's a lot of chismosos around here.
all: ♪ Keeping it a secret, it's all for us ♪
- What's all for you?
- Uhh--
all this canned corn.
- [squawks] Says you! Hello, lunch.
Ohh! Now that's just wrong.
[upbeat music]
[mysterious music]
♪ ♪
- Phew. There's the next letter.
- Go get it, Dad! - Yeah, go get it, Dad.
- Aww, I just ate six gorditas.
Climbing's bad for my digestion.
- Oh, did I mention that Pancho Villa's gold
is estimated to be worth about $3.2 million,
which means, split between us, it--
- You had me at $3.2 million.
[grunting]
[laughs]
[gasps] [birds squawking]
[all screaming]
Ay chihuahua!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
[all gasping]
[dramatic music]
[cooing]
[birds squawking]
- Ahh!
[grunts] - We've gotta help Abuelo.
- I can get rid of those birds.
Look! An old man throwing bread!
- [munching]
[cooing]
- Ah. [munches]
Ahh! Leave me alone!
I'm all out of bread! I'm all out!
Oh, oh, please, please stop!
- $3.2 million, here I come!
Whee!
Ha ha!
[triumphant music]
[bottle rattles]
- Ooh, here's the next clue.
"At the market with the old fishmonger,
you'll have to prove that no one's stronger."
- [gasps] The next letter must be at the fish market.
- Gold, here we come.
- Gold? At the fish market?
- I mean, uh, gold...fish.
The kids are always begging for a new pet.
- Ohh, I had a goldfish once.
Cute little guy. What was his name? Fred?
- Okay, bye Vito!
♪ ♪
- Ooh, there's the next letter!
- But we'll have to get past that scary looking squid.
- That's actually a giant boxing squid.
[bell dings]
- I think he's challenging you.
- What? That's ridiculous--
Ohh--ow! [struggling efforts]
Help! [grunting]
Ahh! Ohh!
- Oh, hey, Casagrandes.
What's in the tank?
- Uh, nothing.
- [chuckling]
Just a lot of water.
- I just came for the free oyster crackers.
They're usually right here.
- Ooh, I think they're all out of oyster crackers.
But, uh, look. There's a great deal on salmon,
way, way over there. [laughs]
- Better hurry. I hear they're running out.
- Oh, no you don't!
They better not run out of that salmon.
- [panting] Did anyone see that?
It was the match of my life.
- Great, Dad.
- "No need for horse or hay today,
just ride the oldest hidden railway."
- That's a subway station for sure,
and I know which one's the oldest.
♪ ♪
Hmm. Hey, there's something back here.
[gasps] It's the next letter!
This job calls for Agent 00-Guapo.
- Okay, but I don't think I'm gonna fit.
- [grumbling] Abuelo, that's my codename!
[grunts]
[grunts, blabbers]
Mm. [grunts] Yeah.
- Did you get it? - [grunts] Almost.
The letter's stuck to a piece of pizza.
[grunting]
[squeaking]
Ahh! Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out!
[grunting efforts]
Oh!
[squeaking]
Got it!
- Hey, Casagrandes.
♪ ♪
What brings you to this part of town?
- Oh, uh, you know, uh, just, uh,
taking a tour of the subway's architecture.
[chuckles] Oh, uh, look at that crown molding.
[squawking]
- Hmm.
- Uh, shouldn't you be driving the train?
- Dang it. That's the third time this week.
Ohh!
- "The last letter has been found
to claim your treasure you must monkey around."
- The treasure must be with the monkeys at the zoo.
Let's go!
-Rosa's is not gonna believe this.
Treasure chest emoji, monkey emoji.
- Which way to the monkeys?
- Move it, chumps! That gold's all mine!
- Wait, did he say gold?
[gasps] He's going after our treasure!
- You mean my treasure. Peace. [laughs]
[tires screech] - What? How does Maybelle know?
- Never mind, we have to beat her.
- [gasps, grunts]
- [laughs]
Ahh! [crashing]
Ooh, free churros.
- The monkeys are that way.
♪ ♪
- [barks, laughs] [both bark]
♪ ♪
- This isn't the monkey cage.
These are port-a-potties.
- Choo-choo!
[brakes squeal]
Oh, yeah. Someone switched the sign.
Greed brings out the worst in people, huh?
Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta get my gold on.
Chugga-chugga-cha-ching! Deuces!
[tires screech]
- Mr. Chang knows about the treasure, too?
- We'll never beat him. He has a tram.
- [trumpets]
- Who needs trams when you have Bitsy?
- [trumpets]
[all grunting]
[trumpets]
- What? How does everyone know about the gold?
- Hey, thanks for the tip, Hector.
When I get the gold, there's five bucks in it for you.
- Abuelo! You told Vito?
- We should've known you couldn't keep a secret.
- I didn't tell anyone except Rosa.
I can prove it.
- Ugh, you accidentally texted the whole neighborhood.
Abuela's the only person you didn't text.
- Oh, boy. She's not gonna like that.
- While we're sitting here bickering,
everyone's getting our gold!
Dig!
[all grunting]
- I found something!
- I'll take that.
all: Get her!
[fighting efforts]
- Ahh!
[all struggling]
all: No!
- [trumpets]
all: Aw!
- I can't believe Bitsy ate our gold.
- I guess this is what we get for being greedy.
We're supposed to be friends.
- Yeah. We's coulda just shared it.
- That's what I suggested.
- You did not.
[Bitsy trumpeting, sneezes]
- Hey, wait a minute.
- Maybe we can still get some treasure.
- This isn't gold, it's just chocolate wrappers.
- And the wrappers are coupons.
"Congratulations! You found the golden treasure.
"Here's 30% off for your dining pleasure.
Sincerely, Pancho Villa's Tacos."
[all grumbling]
- Abuelo! You just led us on a wild goose chase for coupons!
- Oh, yeah! Pancho Villa's Tacos!
Now I remember.
Rosa and I had our first date there.
[chuckles] I must've saved that message in a bottle
as a souvenir.
[all grumbling]
- Next stop, disappointment. Chugga--chugga--[cries]
- How are you gonna make it up to us, Hector?
The least yous could do is buy us all some tacos.
[all agreeing] Yeah, yeah!
Come on, what do you say, huh, Hector?
- No way. That's too expensive,
even with 30% off.
- [sucking]
[growling] - Okay, okay!
You can have your tacos.
[all cheering]
- Tacos! - Tacos!
- A discount is a discount.
[triumphant music]
♪ ♪
- Okay, mi amore, open.
Happy anniversary, Frida!
- [gasps] Ohh, Carlos,
you made a portrait of me out of breakfast!
- Ah, well, the kids helped, too.
- I love it so much. [crying]
How beautiful, mis amores. [munches]
And delicious.
Thank you, Carlos. And here's your gift.
- [gasps] you got me a trip to fly on
a vintage World War II aircraft!
Ahh! On the P-40 Warhawk, no less!
[squeals] - [gasps]
- Awesome! - Great gift!
- So when are we going? [imitating airplane]
- I'm sorry, but the ride is only for your father and me.
- [gasps] both: What?
- Then what are we gonna do all day?
- Mr. Nakamura, thank you so much for watching the boys
on such short notice.
The whole family was busy today,
so we really appreciate it.
- It's our pleasure, isn't it, Nelson.
- [barks] - Be good
for Mr. Nakamura, boys!
- P-40 Warhawk, here I come! [imitating airplane]
♪ ♪
- [babbling]
- Yeah, I know, bro.
I wanted to go on that plane, too.
But we're stuck with Mr. Nakamura and Nelson.
- [gasps] [babbling]
- [gasps] You little genius.
That's a great idea.
We'll drive Mr. Nakamura away,
and Mom and Dad will have to take us on the plane.
[all laughing]
- Oh, boys.
Look what I brought. My collection of antique toys.
Aren't they magnificent?
Nelson brought some of his, too.
all: Ooh!
- No, no no! These are for you to look at,
not to play with.
They're more valuable inside the box.
- I think I know how to get rid of this guy.
Mr. Nakamura, can you please make us some popcorn?
- Oh, sure. My favorite vintage snack.
- [laughs] It's playtime.
- Popcorn's ready!
For the love of all things antique!
- [growling] - Hey, is this one of those
stretchy toys?
- Whoopsie.
- [whimpers]
- Happy anniversary!
I heard you're gonna see some rickety old airplane.
Boring! Trains are so much cooler.
[phone ringing] - Hi, Mr. Nakamura.
What? Toypocalypse?
[indistinct chatter]
- Aye! Sorry, Mr. Chang.
You better go on without us.
We need a new babysitter.
- I bet trains could babysit better than airplanes.
Oh! Not again!
- Thank you so much for coming last minute, Miranda.
- Oh, it's no trouble at all.
We're gonna have fun watching a movie.
As long as it's not a scary movie.
I just can't handle those.
[all gasp, laugh]
[film score playing]
- Why can't you see that I love you, silly girl?
- Gosh, I love this movie.
[gasps] What was that?
- Ah!
Oh, no! Not again!
I'm changing!
[snarls, howls]
- Ahh! Werewolf!
- [cooing]
[babbling] - Ahh!
Huh? Huh?
- Here's CJ!
- [screams]
- P-40 Warhawk, here we come.
[both panting] - And reason number 78
why trains are better than planes--
all: Enough already!
both: Phew. [phone ringing]
Oh, no. What now? Hi, Miranda.
- [indistinct chatter] - What? Monsters?
I know they can get rowdy, but--
- [indistinct chatter] - [sighs]
Yes, I understand.
- She quit, didn't she?
- That's it. It's time for some serious sitting.
- So you're the terrible three
this whole building's been talking about.
[munches]
You're probably thinking about
how to get rid of me right now.
-Us? Of course not.
- Ms. Maybelle, could you please make us some popcorn?
[all laughing]
- No.
- The old popcorn trick failed.
What are we gonna do?
- Less talking, more scrubbing.
Oh, Javier Luna, you hunk, you. [giggles]
- Blech! - Ugh!
- [gasps]
Ah! [both laugh]
[phone ringing]
- Maybelle here.
- Hola. This is Javier Luna.
- Javier Luna?
[giggling]
- Maybelle, I want to cook you dinner at my mansion.
I'll be serving mango chicken...
- [gasps] - Mango au gratin...
- Ahh! - And a mango souffle.
- Ahh! I'll be right there,
my sweet mango. [giggles]
- Holy Wright brothers, it's beautiful.
[phone ringing] Don't answer it!
Oh! [crashing]
- It could be an emergency.
Hey, Maybelle. - [indistinct chatter]
- What? A hot date with a movie star?
[dial tone buzzing]
- Maybelle?
And she hung up.
- Aw, I told you not to answer.
[grumbles]
♪ ♪
- Operation Sitter Be Gone was a success.
And it's a beautiful day for flying.
- Uh, Mom, the planes are that way.
- Ohh, you're not here for the planes.
all: What?
- The only reason you're here
is because no one else will watch you.
So while we enjoy our flight,
you three can sit on that bench
and think about what you've done.
- Aw, I hate thinking about what I've done.
Can we put the bench on the airplane?
[both grumble]
[all sigh]
All that work for nothing.
Well, I'm sorry, but we have come too far!
I'm getting on that plane.
[both gasp]
[laughs]
[both laugh]
- This doesn't look like an old plane.
Where's Mom and Dad?
- [babbling]
[powering on]
- Welcome to AI Airlines,
the world's first self-flying airplane.
- We got on the wrong plane.
[both yelp] - Please take a seat
and prepare for takeoff.
Your final destination: the Arctic.
- The Arctic? We have school tomorrow!
And for once, I did my homework!
[beeping]
- Taking off in five, four... [all gasp]
three, two... [all yelp]
one.
Blast off.
[rumbling]
[all screaming]
- We've gotta get off this thing.
- Maybe one of these buttons will make us land.
[grunts]
- Activating zero gravity mode.
- Ahh - Whoa!
I think we can fly.
- Whoa! - [laughs]
- [babbling]
- Oh, man, this is better than an old, dumb plane.
- Charming. Thank you, Carl.
- It knows my name! What else can you do?
- Ending zero gravity mode.
- Ahh! Oh! [thud]
both: Ahh! [thud]
- Boys, may I suggest taking your seats?
all: Ahh!
- And you may need these.
- What do we need barf bags for?
- Entering stunt plane mode.
[all screaming]
- Whoa! - Ahh, ooh!
[retching] - Okay, that's enough of that.
Ah, there's gotta be a landing mode on this dumb smart plane.
Ah. - Economy mode.
- [gasps]
[grunting] - Hey!
- Ah! [grumbles]
I just wanna land.
- Hey, you want to land the plane so bad,
do it yourself.
Entering manual mode.
- Umm, what does she mean by land the plane yourself?
[alarm blaring]
[all screaming]
- Come on, we gotta fix this!
- Ahh! [all grunting]
- Do any of you guys know how to work this thing?
- [screams] - I know you're just a baby.
We're all babies!
I want my mommy!
- We're sorry, computer lady.
Please help us.
- I'm waiting for Carl's apology.
- I'm really sorry for pushing your buttons.
Please land the plane for us.
- Hm, you're lucky I like children.
Back to your seats, boys. I've got this.
Landing in three, two, one.
[brakes screech] Touchdown complete.
[all exhale]
- [babbling excitedly]
- Oh, and Carl, I'll be watching you.
- Ahh! [panting]
- Ahh! - Ohh, you beautiful bench.
[laughs] - We're alive!
- Ah. [kissing]
Look, it's Mom and Dad!
[all clamoring]
Oh, Mom, we're so sorry for being difficult today
and scaring away every babysitter.
- We promise to be good next time.
- We clearly need supervision.
- What is happening? - I don't know, but I like it.
We forgive you, mis amores.
Now come on, we should head to the train to get home.
- No need! I took the liberty of calling up
one of those cool new self-driving cabs.
And look, here it is now.
- Hello, Carl.
[all scream]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪