[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!
♪ ♪
- I've got you now, bird brain.
There's nowhere for you to hide.
- I don't need to hide, Cobra!
Not when I've got my Falcon Fortress!
[bird squawks]
Looks like you're done, Cobra.
- Wow! I wish I had a Falcon Fortress!
- Hey, kids!
Do you wish you had
your own Falcon Fortress?
Now you can!
Featuring special beak action
and Elote Blasters!
Get yours now!
[exciting music]
- [gasps]
Mamá!
Mom!
Can I get the Falcon Fortress,
por favor, with sugar on top?
- [laughs] Of course, mijito.
- [gasps]
- For your next birthday, in nine months.
[deflated music]
- [gasps] Yes!
It came!
Eyeliner, lashes...
[gasps] No way!
I even got the shadow palette!
[screams excitedly]
- Whoop-dee-doo.
Where are you even getting money for all this stuff?
Do you get more allowance than me?
- No, I don't pay for it.
I review makeup on my vlog,
and then companies send me stuff for free.
[tense music]
- Really? Would I get some free toys
if I made some videos?
- Sure. There are tons of kids
who unbox toys online.
It's, like, a whole thing. I could help you if you want.
- [scoffs] Excuse me.
I think I know how to play with toys.
[upbeat music]
[grunts]
Hey, guys!
Check out this cool toy!
It's a brand-new fire truck
with a working siren!
[groans] Ow!
[grunting]
Ahh! [grunts]
Toy companies, send me free toys!
Still zero views?
Why is no one watching my video, Nugget?
[laughs] Oh!
There's my favorite sister! [gasps]
Are those new shoes?
[laughs] Stylin', girl.
- Let me guess.
You didn't get any views, and you want my help.
- She's good. [munches loudly]
- If you want my help, we are doing it my way.
- No way. No one can tell me what to do.
- Enjoy your zero views.
- No, wait! Please!
I can't wait until my birthday!
I want this toy so badly. I need it!
- Fine.
- I knew you'd come to your senses.
- First, you'll need the right angle.
Lalo, you can be our cameraman.
[barks]
Second, and most importantly, you need a gimmick--
something to help you stand out.
- Hmm.
Hi, I'm Carl, the upside-down toy unboxer!
- [coos] - Ow! Watch it!
I'm not a piñata.
- [coos, giggles]
[bright music]
- Hey, guys!
This is Flamin' Hot Toy Reviews,
where I look at some hot toys and drink even hotter sauce!
[gulping]
Ah! Refreshing!
[screams] Whoa!
I'm Carl!
This toy makes me wanna jump for joy!
It's pogo-tastic!
- [squawks] Ooh!
Pogo stick! Check me out!
[squawking] This is a blast!
- [screeches] Sergio!
That's mine! - No, es mío!
- Get your own!
[both grunting]
- Wait, this is perfect:
a boy and his bird fighting over the latest toys.
It's so crazy, it just might work.
- [screeches] - [spits]
[car horns honking] [upbeat music]
Sergio! That's mine!
- It's mine. - Get your own!
- 50,000 hits in a couple of hours--
that's amazing!
Proud sister moment!
- Oh, way to go, sidekick!
- You're the sidekick. I'm the star, baby.
[knocking at door]
- Hey, Carl. A package came in for you.
Have a good day!
- Thanks, Mirta.
Let's see.
"Dear Carl, we here at Toy Citi loved your video.
You and your bird sidekick are so cool!"
[laughs] Told ya.
"Please play with this toy in your next video."
[gasps]
Sweet mother of swag! It worked!
- [squawks] Let me see!
- That's mine! Give it!
- Guys, save it for the video.
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- Wow, a brand-new race car!
Time to take it for a spin!
- [squawks] Back off!
I get to drive first!
[engine revs] [tires squeal]
- Hey! [overlapping shouting]
both: Get your own!
♪ ♪
Get your own popcorn drone!
[notifications pinging]
♪ ♪
[fireworks popping]
- [sighs]
This is the life, huh, Sergio?
- [squawks] I'll say!
I'm gonna soak up these rays.
[grunts] who's this chick?
- Enjoying the good life, boys?
How'd you like to make it better?
both: We're listening!
- Name's Monica from Super Duper Awesome Toys.
How'd you like to be one of our official super-reviewers?
both: Yeah!
- Good. Just get an adult to sign
this piece of paper, and you'll have more toys
than a toy store!
[laughs sinisterly]
- [snoring]
- I need a grown-up to sign this contract
I have not read!
- There's one.
[both snickering]
[Lalo barks] - [gasps]
You saw nothing.
[pen clicks]
- [snores] [Lalo whines]
[car horn honks]
- Ay!
Why are there so many boxes in here?
- Gah! Because our apartment is full.
They keep sending Carl toys!
- I can't help it that
I'm the most successful Casagrande.
- Well, I can't serve breakfast
with all of these toys in the way.
- I have an idea. Let's go to Cheezy's
for their breakfast pizza.
- Ooh! [all cheering]
- Cheese! - [squawks]
Not so fast!
- Boys, how's your latest review coming?
- Great. We'll make it right after
breakfast pizza!
- That's not gonna work.
I need you to start shooting reviews now.
[knocking at door]
- Let me guess--more boxes.
[both screech]
[upbeat music] [car horn honks]
Activate Baller Arms!
[soft, bright music]
both: Slam dunk! Get your own!
- All right, if we hurry, we can still make it in time
for some breakfast pizza!
- Hey, Carl, you missed the best breakfast pizza.
- [groans]
- Carl, my dad said you could come check out
the new hyper-fast train.
- I'm there! - Uh, uh, uh.
We have 12 more reviews to do before noon.
- [groans]
- Oh! A truck-full of chocolate milk
just spilled into the empty swimming pool!
Grab your snorkel! - [grunts]
- Carl, here are your packages!
Can't talk--chocolate swimming pool!
- No!
Miss Toy Boss, I don't wanna make videos anymore.
- [squawks] Don't listen to him.
He's just joking.
[screeches] [crashes]
- Please! These videos
are ruining my life!
- Sorry, kid, you signed a contract.
If you quit, we'll have to sue you
for everything you're worth.
- Heh. Fine by me.
All I've got are the chonies on my butt.
- Well, then we'll sue your family
for everything they're worth!
- What?
[menacing music]
[all crying]
[gasps]
But you can't go after my family!
This isn't their fault!
- Then it's agreed.
I'll drop off a new toy
later today.
It's the toy of the year, Carl,
so this better be your best video yet.
Also, we're doing it live!
- [screams]
[panting]
- Uh, Carl. Are you okay?
- If I don't spend the rest of my life unboxing toys,
we're gonna lose everything-- the apartment,
the mercado, even Lalo! [whimpering]
- Can I see that bag, real quick?
Thanks. [panting]
- [groans] If only I wasn't so good at this!
Darn my talent and perfect hair!
- Wait a minute. That's it!
I think I know how you can get out of this!
[upbeat music]
- Welcome to "Get Your Own" with Carl!
- And his handsome partner, Sergio!
- Today's episode is brought to you live!
Be prepared to...
both: Get your own!
- Ooh!
Definitely something awesome.
I'm sure you guys won't forget this one!
[gasps] El Falcon's Fortress
with beak action and Elote Blasters?
[grunts] Be strong, Carl.
You know what you have to do.
This toy is...awful!
- [gasps]
- [laughs nervously]
Yeah, awfully awesome!
Stick to the script.
- Look how easily the parts break off.
Oh! This could be dangerous!
[grunts]
- [screeches]
[crashes] - See?
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
[Lalo growls] - We here at "Get Your Own"
care about quality, and this toy disgusts me!
It can't even do the most important thing--
stop the evil Cobra!
[yelling]
- [yelling]
- [grunts] [bird squawks]
- Who do you think you are, kid?
I'm ripping up this contract!
You'll never get free toys again.
- Works for me.
- Monica, baby, wait!
We can work this out! [door slams shut]
- Don't worry, Falcon, we'll get that fortress.
My birthday's only 9 months, 21 days,
12 hours, and ten seconds away!
Nine seconds, eight seconds, seven seconds...
- Monica, wait! We don't need Carl!
I'm the star!
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[car horn honks]
[bright music]
- Whoa!
This art festival is pretty cool!
- The free food is pretty cool too.
[munching, slurping]
- My cheese sculpture!
- [gurgling]
- Where's Mamá's artwork?
- [squawks] Something tells me that's it.
- [gasps] Hola, mis amores!
I'm so happy you came to see my art!
These pieces are made up of my heart, my soul...
- And my sock.
- It's great, Tía Frida.
I bet you'll raise tons of money
at the charity auction tomorrow.
- I hope so!
Well, go on, look!
Tell me all your thoughts and feelings!
[curious music]
- Hmm.
- This one really speaks to me!
- Uh, Bobby, that's a trash can.
- I stand by what I said.
- Frida, chica!
I have someone important for you to meet.
- Ouch! - Ow!
- This is Artemio Alcaraz-- art critic
from the "Great Lakes City Chronicle."
[all gasp]
His reviews can make or break an artist.
- Oh, I wouldn't say that,
even though it's so very true.
- [laughs nervously]
So what do you think?
- You'll have to read my review tomorrow,
but here's a sneak peek.
Your work is a wonder...
- [gasps] - A vision...
- [gasps] - Truly breathtaking.
- [squeals]
[winces]
[both squealing]
- I think he's a fan, Frida! Magnifico!
- I can't wait to read his review!
[timer beeping] Oh, excuse me.
It's time for me to perform the interpretive dance
that goes with my sculpture.
[grunts]
Vámonos, mi amor!
- Whoa! It's interactive!
[car horns honking] [upbeat music]
- Guys, Artemio Alcaraz's review of Mamá's art
just went live!
- Nice. Must be good, right?
- [squawks] Think again.
- It's horrible! - What?
But he said her stuff was "a wonder!"
- And "a vision." - And "breathtaking."
I know.
"Frida Puga Casagrande's art is a wonder--
I wonder how it could be so bad."
- What? Let me see that.
"Her sculptures are a vision of horror,
"while her painting is breathtaking
in its ability to make me feel disgust."
[gasps]
"She should quit being an artist."
[all gasp] - Wow.
None of those words mean what I thought they meant.
- This will break Mamá's heart.
- Not if she never sees it.
- Good idea.
- Thanks, Bobby.
- [gasps] Oh, is that the paper?
I can't wait to see my review!
- Sorry, need this for a school papier-mâché project!
Okay, thanks. Bye!
- Hey. I was reading the funnies.
- I guess I'll just read the review on my phone.
[gasps] - Uh, sorry.
Mine's out of battery. I need to take yours.
I'll take breakfast for the road!
Love you! Bye!
- [groans]
Now we have to talk to each other.
[exciting music]
- [gasps, grunts]
Tía Frida! How can I help you?
- Oh, I'm just looking for the paper, mi'jo.
♪ ♪
- [whispers indistinctly]
Uh, newspapers? Yeah, newspapers.
Uh, I know we have them around here somewhere.
Yikes! - Ooh!
- Lalo!
I'm sorry, Tía Frida. These are all ruined.
Bad dog! [whispers] Good dog.
- [humming]
[gasps] - Where are you going, Mamá?
- Oh, I thought I'd stop by the art festival
and see how it's going.
Maybe I can finally see my review!
- No! - You can't!
- Don't! - We want you to teach us
your interpretative dance... right now!
- [squawks] Wait.
That's the plan?
I mean, uh, let's get our dance on!
- Hmm.
The day has finally come!
[laughs] My precious bebes!
Of course I'll share the joy of dance with you!
[laughs] all: Phew!
- Prepare to feel through música!
[upbeat music]
- [groans] Ah-ha!
[train horn toots]
[both laugh]
[exciting music] [car horns honking]
[groans]
- [sighs]
I have collected every device in the building.
[cell phone ringing] Oh.
Hello? Oh.
Hi, Grandma Nakamura. Mr. Nakamura?
Oh, he's, uh...in the bathroom,
um, for the rest of the day!
He had some bad shrimp.
Okay, bye! [sighs]
I've been doing that all day.
- At least you didn't have to do
a four-hour interpretative dance!
- Ah, well, Lalo and I had to pee
on half the newspapers in town!
Let's just say we're drained.
- And the other half of the newspapers
are in my fake papier-mâché project.
- What is it? - Who knows?
Important thing is, Tía Frida didn't see the review.
- [screams]
[whimpering]
[wailing]
[all gasp]
- Oh, no! We missed a paper!
- She must have read the review!
- They say Artemio Alcaraz makes or breaks artists.
- [screams, crying] - [squawks]
Well, it looks like he broke her.
- We have to un-break her.
What if she listens to Artemio and gives up being an artist?
- Then I'll find that Artemio Alcaraz,
and I'll break him!
[groaning]
- Easy, tiger.
Maybe we can show Mamá
that the review doesn't matter.
- How?
all: Hmm.
- [wailing] - [gasps]
Tonight's charity auction!
If Tía Frida's art sells,
she'll believe in herself again!
- But how will we get people to buy her work
after Artemio trashed it?
- Artemio's is not the only opinion that matters.
I think I have a plan.
- Uh, do we have time for a bathroom break?
[upbeat music] [car horns honk]
[dog barks distantly]
[sneaky music]
- Bienvenidos, mi gente,
to the Great Lakes City Art Auction.
See a piece you like, raise your paddle to bid!
Don't be shy! It's for charity!
Be generosos! - [clears throat]
[fanfare plays]
Announcing Lord Bobert
and Lady Carlota Zapanta!
all: Ooh! - [gasps]
They're the most influential art collectors
in the whole world!
- I've never heard of them.
- I say!
I can't wait to bid on Frida Casagrande's work.
I have to redecorate my...yacht-castle.
- Ugh.
[upbeat classical music]
- [laughs] Yes, Lord Bobert.
Anyone with taste will be bidding on this art.
- Let the bidding begin at $50.
- Fifty dollars!
- Bobby, we're not really supposed to bid.
We're just trying to get other people to bid.
- Right, forgot I wasn't rich.
When I act, I really commit.
- Vámonos! Do I have 60?
[cricket chirping] [patron coughs]
- No one's bidding! What do we do?
- I told you this lame plan wouldn't work.
I'll get this auction going.
[grunting] Let's go, boys!
[grunting]
- Okay, 50...going once...
[stealthy music]
Going twice...
♪ ♪
Sold for--oh.
- Huh?
- I have 60! Going, going, sold!
- Where are you going to hang it, in the garbage?
[all growl]
- Now, onto our next piece.
- [grunting]
- Who will like to begin the bidding?
- [laughing] - Seventy dollars!
Do I hear 100?
- Ooh, better buy it before it gets any more expensive.
Bobby!
- Sorry. It's just so exciting.
- [shrieks]
- One hundred! Do I hear one-fifty?
- Ow! - Ooh!
- [shrieks] - One hundred and fifty!
Do I hear 300?
- [squawks] Don't be cheap!
- Ah! - [shrieks]
- Whoa!
- Has everyone lost their minds?
- Four hundred? Five hundred?
Eight hundred! One thousand!
We haven't even uncovered the art!
Frida, your art is selling out.
Bring anything else you have right away.
Rápido, chica! Do I hear 5,000?
- [snoring]
- Five thousand! - Oh, no, wrong fish!
- Sold to the very enthusiastic man with his eyes closed.
- I just had a nightmare that I lost $5,000!
- Señor, we take check or cash.
- What? I was asleep.
Plus, she's family.
I'm not buying something I can get for free at home.
- [groans]
- That's why my paddle went up!
[overlapping shouting]
- Oh, come, come.
This is priceless art!
Of course you wanted it!
- Bobby, why are you dressed like a rich bobo?
- I don't know who this Bobby is,
but I, Lord Bobert, must retire to my yacht-castle.
Bye, Abuelo.
[shrieks] both: Ahh!
[all groan]
- Oh, so these children
tricked us all into bidding on this art!
[patrons murmuring] - I knew they were imposters.
- What's going on here?
Is it true?
Did you all trick these people
into buying my art?
- We're sorry, Mamá.
- We didn't want you to give up on your art
because of some dumb review.
- Ay! No, no, no, no!
I would never give up my art.
Yes, the review hurt a little,
but artists must have a thick skin!
- But we saw you crying earlier.
- Oh, that!
I was channeling all my pain into my new pieces--
paintings infused with my tears!
- Wow. all: Ooh!
- Aww! [applause]
- Wow.
I guess you're stronger than we thought.
- As long as you like doing it,
who cares what other people think, chiquita?
- Oh, I need that for my house!
- Though it is nice when you're appreciated.
- This is great, Tía Frida!
We're so glad you didn't give up on your dreams.
all: Yeah!
- I don't get what the fuss is about.
She didn't even color in the lines.
- [screeches] - Hey, what the--ah!
[crashes]
[groans]
- [gasps] Be careful with that!
It's going in my yacht-castle!
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪