[upbeat music]
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[shop bell rings]
[crashing sound]
- Carl, upstairs now.
You have to study for your test tomorrow.
- Oh, ow!
My sciatica!
I don't think I can go to school tomorrow.
- Carl, your sciatica's in your back.
See? That's why you need school.
- At least you don't have to do long division.
More like long and boring division.
- Ay, chamacos, you don't know how good you have it.
You're lucky you get to go to school.
Miren.
I only got to go to school for a few years
before I started helping mi familia
at our tiendita.
- Gracias, Hector.
- Have a groovy day.
We were looking fly.
- Our first store is where I fell in love
with the fast-paced mercado life,
but I always dreamed about going back
and finishing school.
I think it's a little too late now.
- But it's never too late, Abuelo.
- Yeah, you have plenty of free time now.
I run the mercado in the afternoons.
- Into the ground!
Ah! JK!
- And Tía Frida's always volunteering
to take shifts.
- Well, I, um-- I'll think about it.
- [pants] You'll never take me alive!
My sciatica...
- Guess what! I just got off the phone
with your principal.
- I didn't do it!
It was like that when I got there!
- Calmate, Carl.
She didn't call for you this time.
- Phew.
- Anyway, I worked out a deal,
and long story short,
I'm enrolled at your school!
- That's awesome. - Nice.
- Ay, Hector. That lunch is too small.
You'll starve. Take this.
- Dinosaurs! My favorite.
And if either of you got pudding,
I call tradesies.
[upbeat music]
- We have a new student today, class.
Say hello to Hector Casagrande!
- I didn't realize Abuelo would be in our class.
- Aww, but look how excited he is.
- [chuckling excitedly]
- You're right. Everything will be fine.
- Sorry. [laughs]
I forgot to take my Gas Away medication today.
- Now, let's start our math work!
Who can help me solve this equation?
- Oh, Ronalda knows that!
She gets her smarts from me!
[school bell rings]
- Step right up for Great Lakes City's
freshest and yummiest tortas!
[energetic music]
- Good thinking, mijo.
Selling the week-old tortas from the mercado?
Ha, he gets his business smarts from me.
- What? Week-old?
[vomits]
- Ugh.
- What? No!
Don't listen to him!
They're fine! See?
[laughs nervously]
[quavers sickly]
[school bell rings]
- No, shut up!
Psst, Ronnie Anne, I've got the juiciest news.
Yoo-hoo. Chisme coming in hot.
- If this note is so important,
maybe the whole class should hear it.
"Mrs. Galiano has a crush on Mr. Suarez."
[gasps] I do not!
Ronnie Anne, I will see you after class.
- [growls]
[school bell rings]
- [straining] Why won't you open?
- Here, Hector. Let me do it.
Y ten, you left
your Gas Away medication at home.
- Hmm? What's this?
- Hector, give those to Carl later.
- Oh.
Carl, you forgot to change your chonies this morning.
- Abuelo!
- You're welcome.
This is the family tree of los Casagrandes.
On my father's side of mi familia,
I have a great-great grandfather
who rode with Pancho Villa.
all: Ooh.
- And on my mama's side, I have an abuelo
who helped build a railroad in Mexico.
He was Chinese.
- Hey, did you know that?
- No way! That's so cool.
- And this handsome guy is me.
I'm an abuelo, too. Ronnie Anne's grandpa.
[laughs] When Ronnie Anne was a baby,
she had the cutest little pompis,
and she would go toot, toot, toot.
[laughter]
- Ugh. I don't know
how I'll ever live down the pompis tooting disaster.
- I know. And I thought I had it bad
with everyone calling me Carl Casa-chonies.
- Ooh, that's gonna stick.
[singsong] Carl Casa-chonies,
Carl Casa-chonies.
- [growls] Shut up, bird!
Abuelo going back to school was a terrible idea.
- I know! But how are we gonna get him
to drop out?
- It's gonna be tough. Abuelo loves school.
Ooh, but there is something he loves more.
- His Carl Casa-chonies?
- Sergio!
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
- Things are looking good. I think our plan worked.
- Ah. - Abuelo, what's going on?
Aren't you coming to school? - I can't.
It's the strangest thing.
My band's been booked for three weddings,
four quinceañeras, and a funeral,
so I won't be coming back to school anytime soon.
- Oh, what a shame.
- I wonder why the sudden boom in business.
But remember, I get 25% per booking.
[school bell rings]
Today is gonna be awesome.
Ahem. Fresh tortas for sale!
Now with no mold!
- I'll take two!
- Abuelo, what are you doing here?
- [panting] I had to change in a hurry
and run all the way to school
to get here in time.
- What about your band's gigs?
- Tu abuela refused to write me an absent note.
She said I couldn't skip school
to go "play music with my friends."
- Aw, man. - I know!
But on the bright side,
I get to hang out with my school pals!
- What, are we drowning our sorrows in pizza?
- No, we're gonna make sure Abuelo wins that raffle.
The prize is a free trip to Italy.
He'd be out of our school for the rest of the semester.
- Yeah, but he's got, like,
a one in a million chance of winning.
- Ugh. You gotta think outside the box
and stuff the box!
Now for a distraction.
[grunts] - Oof!
- Hey, I have to clean that up, you know!
- [grunts]
[sly music]
♪ ♪
- Huh?
- There. Now in a few minutes,
they'll draw one of the 1,000 Abuelo entries,
and it'll be bon voyage to Abuelo.
- And the winner of the raffle is...
Vito, Big Tony, and Little Sal.
- Uh, what?
I didn't even know we entered that.
- [belches]
- [growls]
Didn't want to have to use my last trick,
but it's now or never.
[upbeat music]
- [snoring]
- Abuelo, wake up!
You've got lice in your hair!
- What? Lice?
- Aw, such a shame
you won't be able to come to school.
- Hector, you have piojos?
- [yelling]
Mis niños, get away from him.
[all coughing]
Hector, these aren't piojos.
It's rice.
Cochino, you just didn't shower right this morning.
Look at all the food in your hair.
[both groan]
- By the way, we're having rice for dinner.
both: Ugh.
- Okay, I have another idea.
We need a net, a burrito, and a lot of tape.
- No, Carl. I think we'll go with my plan.
- Is that the mercado's laptop? - Yep.
The only way to get Abuelo out of school
is to get him back to the mercado,
so we need the mercado to have a little situation.
- [laughs evilly]
- [screams] Hector, help!
There's a mercado emergency!
- Frida, what happened?
- I don't know,
but the deliveries are all mixed up.
The lobsters escaped, and they're eating the caviar.
- Ay, Chihuahua!
We don't sell lobsters and caviar.
[both laugh evilly]
- Okay, I hate to say it,
but school without Abuelo was awesome!
- I'll say.
My torta sales were through the roof!
[both gasp]
- [squawks]
- [whimpering]
- Back, you hard-shelled beasts!
- I have no idea where I am.
- And from the looks of it,
he won't be coming back anytime soon.
- I don't understand.
How could the deliveries have gotten this messed up?
There are, like, 1,000 loofahs.
- Give me back that mango!
- Huh? [pants]
- What? - Look.
- [straining squawk]
- Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
- That Sergio looks horrible in a bowl cut?
[laughs] - No.
We're crushing Abuelo's dreams of finishing school
all over again.
We're awful people.
- You're right. We gotta fix this.
- Abuelo, we have something to tell you.
We mixed up all of the mercado deliveries
so you would have to miss school.
- What? Why?
- It's just that...
you were embarrassing us.
- Like, really bad.
A man's chonies are private.
- But we should've been more understanding.
We're sorry, Abuelo. - Yeah.
Please come back to school.
- Well, chamacos, I wish you'd talked to me
before you ordered
the fanciest items on the Internets,
but it's okay.
I actually missed being at the mercado,
and school wasn't easy.
The kids teased me when I fell asleep at lunch.
Give me a second.
[both chuckle] What?
- Hmm, funny drawing,
but not as funny as Carl Casa--[squawks]
- Hector, your teacher said you skipped school today.
Well, you're not getting out of doing your homework.
I picked up your lesson from Mrs. Galiano.
- That's it! Abuelo, I know how you
can finish school without giving up the mercado.
And don't worry.
Carl and I will take care of this mess.
It's the least we can do.
- Welcome to homeschool, class.
I am Maestra Casagrande,
and today, we're going to be studying--
- Shh...
- Hector, Sergio, if that note is so important,
maybe the whole class should hear it.
both: Uh-oh.
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