[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!
♪ ♪
[dance music playing]
- Sweet rager, guys!
What's happening tomorrow, compadres?
- [cooing]
- Huge party at the cracker factory?
[squawks] I am so there.
[both cooing and grunting]
See you later, party animals.
[sighs] Time to hit the hay.
Eh? A bed on the roof?
Don't mind if I do.
[grunting]
So warm.
[snoring]
- [chirping] - [moaning]
Where's the snooze button?
- [chirping]
- Ow! What in the world?
[squawks] Sorry, didn't mean to nest-crash.
Gotta go. [chuckles]
[chirping] - Huh?
Oh, no, you don't.
[playful music]
♪ ♪
all: Hmm?
Hmm. Hmm.
[squawking]
- Hey, what's the big idea?
- Mama. - Mama.
- [gasps]
Oh, no. You got the wrong guy.
both: Mama. Mama. Mama.
Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama. - Nope. Not your mama.
[groans]
Sergio out.
both: Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama.
- [grunts]
Phew! That was weird.
both: Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama.
- [squawks] Leave me alone!
[squawks] Hijole!
Get these things off of me!
[grunts]
[humming]
[squawks] [grunts]
- [chirping] - Stop! Back, tiny beasts!
both: Mama. Mama.
- How darling!
Hola, pajaritos! - [whimpering]
- You like 'em? Take 'em.
- Sergio. Those adorable little bebes
think you're their mama.
both: Mama. - [squawks] Good for them.
- Oh, no, you don't.
Do you even know where their mama is?
They can't survive on their own.
Pobrecitos.
- [whimpering]
- I am not their mama.
Sergio out.
- Hey! - Sergio Casagrande,
you will take care of these sweet pajaritos
until they can take care of themselves.
- [squawks] I don't take care of anyone but myself.
That's how I like it. I'm free as a bird.
Ooh, breakfast crackers.
[squawks]
- If you don't take care of them,
I don't take care of you.
No snacks? That's just cruel.
Fine. Let's get this over with.
- [gurgling] - Ew. This one's leaking.
[bright music]
Okay, chicks.
Welcome to Sergio's School of Street Smarts.
[upbeat music]
both: Mama? - Now pay attention.
The sooner you can take care of yourselves,
the sooner I get my freedom back.
Lesson one, flying.
both: Ooh. [chirping]
- Just flap your wings. It's easy.
- [grunting]
- Eh, you got this.
Time to take off the training wheels.
Whoops.
- [yelling]
- Here ya go, Vito.
Two dogs dragged through the garden.
- I'm so hungry I could eat 'em both in one bite.
- Ah. - [screaming]
- Eh, you technically flew.
- Hey. My toppings.
♪ ♪
- Lesson two, bird bath.
'Cause you two stink.
Get in, lather up.
- [squawking and laughing]
- Okay, pio pios. Let's hurry it up.
Chop chop.
[squawks] Stop it. Who's washing who here?
Huh? [grunting]
[squawks] Uh-oh.
Come on, time to go. Vamonos.
- [chirping happily]
- Whee! - Woo! Whee!
- Eh, clean enough.
- Give back my toppings.
Whoa. [grunts]
[sobbing]
My toppings!
♪ ♪
Lesson three, food.
Each can is like a different restaurant.
- Ooh.
- [squawks] Let's see what's on the menu.
- [hisses]
Eh, wait's too long. Next.
Oh!
Fuchi. Health code violation.
Jackpot.
Chow mein.
Buffet's open, kids.
Huh?
[slurping] - [chirping]
Eh, good enough.
Congratulations.
You've graduated from Sergio's School of Street Smarts.
Now I've got a party to get ready for.
Have a nice life.
both: Mama? - Oh, and one more thing.
- [gasping] - Watch out for cats.
[squawks]
[bright music]
[beatboxing]
[dance music playing]
- [cooing]
- What up, boys?
This party's gonna be fly.
Let's get ready to go.
♪ ♪
[squawks] What are they doing?
[suspenseful music]
- [grunting, yelping]
- Pull up. Pull up.
- [grunting]
- Phew. [sighs]
Not your problem, Sergio.
Party mode. Focus.
Bro! - Huh?
- We can't go in the same outfit.
- [angry cooing]
- You change. I changed last time.
- [cawing]
- What are they doing now?
- [happy chirping]
[laughing]
- You fuzz-balls!
You're in the middle of the road.
[playfully squawking] [horns honking]
[squawks]
[horns blaring]
Ay ay ay. I can't look.
- Huh? Aah! [tires screeching]
[car alarm blaring]
- Phew.
- [cooing]
- Okay, okay, I'll change.
Happy? Now let's get to this fiesta.
- [chirping and laughing]
- No, not those trash cans, fuzz brains.
That's cat territory. - [cooing]
[DJ air horn blares]
- [squawks] I'm coming. I'm coming.
[whimpering]
[squawks] Conflicted.
[groans]
[grunting]
- [laughing] - [groans]
- [laughing]
[slurping]
- Oh, I'm gonna regret this.
[sighs]
Come on, where did they go?
[cats meowing]
- [whimpering]
- That's a lot of cats.
[grunting]
Hey, litter breath.
Pick on someone your own size.
- [roars]
- Which I clearly am not. [gulps]
- [meowing] - Wait.
[upbeat music playing]
- Okay, let's go.
♪ ♪
Yah!
[grunting and meowing] - The beat!
[groaning] I showed them...
both: Mama. Mama. Mama.
- [squawks] Not your--okay, fine.
both: Mama. Mama. - Mama needs some love.
[bright music]
- It's good to see you finally being responsible, Sergio.
- You bet I am.
- [panting] There they are.
We've been looking all over for those birds.
- You mean my birds?
I named them Sergio Junior. and Sergio Junior Junior.
- Actually, they're African Black Egret chicks,
and their names are Yoon and Kwan.
- We left them in the incubator nest last night.
♪ ♪
But when we came back this morning, they were gone.
- My mom put me in charge of them,
'cause their mama wasn't feeling well.
Thank you so much for taking care of them.
- Oh. They have a mom that isn't me?
[sniffles] Thank goodness.
- You'll be happy to know that she's all better
and waiting for them at the zoo.
- Oh. [sniffling]
- Great. - Sergio, are you crying?
- Tears of joy.
I'm finally getting rid of these kids.
[grunting]
- A parent never wants to let go.
Muah.
[upbeat music]
- [whimpering]
- Look who I've brought.
♪ ♪
both: Mama?
- Yup. Now go on. Andale.
- [chirps]
both: Mama. Mama.
- Eh? [all sighing]
- [sighs]
- Don't worry, Sergio.
You can visit them whenever you want.
- Okay.
[dance music playing] [cooing]
♪ ♪
- [cooing]
- What? Another party?
Not in the mood.
- [cooing]
- Not gonna work.
- [chirping]
- What's that? We can party here?
[pounding dance music] [cooing]
- Oh, yeah. [all squawking and cooing]
♪ ♪
- Ha ha!
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[horns honking]
- In just 23 seconds,
we'll have tickets to see 12 is Midnight.
- And our K-pop dreams will come true.
Right, Yoon Kwan?
[in deep voice] I can't wait to see you, Sid.
- 12 is Midnight tickets go on sale in ten,
- Nine... - [gasping]
- [squawks] This airplane simulator is amazing.
- Not now Sergio. - Six. Five.
- It's like I'm really flying. - Four.
Three. - [squawks] Ow!
- Two. One.
[busy signal] Error.
- Wi-Fi down. - What?
- Gah. - [groans]
- Sergio did it. - [both growling]
- [squawks] Hush up, tattle bot.
- Fix it. - For the love of K-POP.
- What's the big deal? It's just Spoon Yan.
- It's Yoon Kwan. - And it is a big deal.
- Sorry. Tickets now sold out.
all: No!
- He ruined our chance to see 12 is Midnight.
- [nervous chuckle]
What's that Rosa? Coming!
[squawks] Oh!
[bell rings]
- Sup, shredders? What's wrong?
- We couldn't score 12 Is Midnight tickets.
Life as we know it is over.
- I might be able to help you guys.
- You have two extra tickets?
- No, but my Dad's food truck is selling Cuban sandwiches
at the concert.
He could use some extra help.
If you don't mind working on the truck,
you could see the show.
- Yes! - Absolutely.
- Did you hear that, Yoon Kwan?
[in deep voice] I heard it with my adorable ears.
Also, dang, girl. You pulling off that gravy look.
- Of course my Dad would have to train you first.
This is his shot to get his truck on the concert circuit,
so it's kind of a big deal.
- Of course. - Let's get trained.
[upbeat music]
- Just so you know,
my dad's training methods can be a bit eccentric.
- Whatever gets us into the concert.
- [in goofy voice] Hola. Que bola, my special helpers.
[in normal voice] Ah, just kidding.
The sandwich wasn't talking, it was me, Alberto.
[laughs] Come on in. Pase, pase.
- Told you he was eccentric.
[in deep voice] He's fun.
- The Cubano is the sandwich my abuelo ate
while working sugar mills in Havana.
I like to prepare my Cubano with a song.
Párate, párate. Let me grab some pan.
♪ Pan and mustard ♪
♪ Jamon, a pickle, and two slices of queso ♪
♪ Put the panini in the panini press ♪
♪ There you go ♪
♪ Solo eso ♪
[in goofy voice] Now you give it a try, chichas.
- We got this.
both: ♪ Pan and mustard ♪
♪ Jamon, a pickle, and two slices of queso ♪
♪ Put the panini in the panini press ♪
♪ There you go ♪
♪ Solo eso ♪
- Hey, we did pretty good. The cheese is melted.
- Are we trained now?
- [laughing] No.
♪ ♪
Ooh, up next up customer service.
I brought a couple of friends to help
with this part of the training.
- [squawks] We're hungry.
- Gimme a Cubano with five pickles,
top side toasted, hold the queso--gives me gas.
And don't be stingy with the mustard.
both: Coming up.
- Jamon, pickles, queso? - I got the mustard.
- Order up.
- I told ya not to be stingy with the mustard.
- [gasping]
- You got it? - [grunting] I'm...trying...
- Aah! - [squawks]
- Mmm, mmm, mmm.
You know, usually I'd throw a fit,
but that is one delicious sandwich.
[farts] - [squawks]
She's cutting the queso over here.
- I told them to hold the cheese.
♪ ♪
- Working on a food truck can be unpredictable.
Let's see how well you react to surprises.
[engine revving]
- Speed bumps. - [kids grunting]
- Spilled condiments. - Whoa!
- Drifting deli.
- [shouting and grunting]
both: [groaning] Order up.
- You did it, girls. You made perfect Cubanos.
Your training is complete and you can work the concert.
- We did it. - We're going to the concert!
[stomachs rumble]
♪ ♪
[crowd cheering]
-We're here. - And we got the perfect spot
to see the concert.
- [groaning] - Oh, no.
- Hey, girls. I'm gonna hand out some free samples.
- [squawks] I'll take two.
- How did you get in?
- Sancho's a VIP.
Very important pigeon.
- [coos]
- [squawks] I'll take those.
Thanks for the snack. We're off to watch your favorite band.
[laughs] - Great.
They can see the show and we can't.
- There must be a way to fix this.
Ronnie Anne, look!
If the truck was just five yards to the left,
we'd be able to see the stage
and we'd still be in the designated area.
- Casey, would it be cool if we moved the truck
just five little yards?
- It's cool with me but this is a big truck.
How are you gonna move it?
- I can help in exchange for a Cubano.
- Deal.
- [munches]
[dramatic music]
[speaking native language]
[chortling]
- Hey, what are you doing with my truck?
[shouts, groans]
[in goofy voice] Maybe it's not that bad.
Ah!
- Uh-oh.
- Dad, you okay?
Aw, man, your foot is all banged up.
We gotta get you to the first aid tent.
- Reizouko will help.
- [in goofy voice] Casey, we leave the truck in your hands.
To the first aid tent, big guy.
- Reizouko!
both: We're so sorry, Casey. - It's okay, accidents happen.
At least you guys can see the show.
- [both growling]
- Uh, you know what?
I might be able to run the truck with just one of you.
- Ooh. That way we can take turns seeing the show.
Sid, you can go first.
- I won't enjoy the show without you.
- Ugh, me neither...
- Wait. I got it. Breakfast Bot.
- Your robot can work the truck with me?
- Oh, he's amazing. [phone dials]
And he doesn't need to take any pee breaks.
Breakfast Bot. Come in, Breakfast Bot.
Your food-making skills are needed.
[beeping]
- Breakfast Bot reporting for duty.
- Wow, that was crazy fast. - That's how I roll. Literally.
[laughing] - Let's get cooking.
♪ ♪
- Now to reprogram you from pancakes to Cubanos.
That should do it. [beeps]
- Mustard, jamon, pickles, queso.
- I had my doubts, but he is good.
- If you think my cooking is good,
check out these sweet moves.
I call this The Robot.
[laughing]
- Go on, see the show. We got this.
- Awesome. - Thank you.
- [squawks] Two more Cubanos.
Well, if it isn't tattle bot.
- Beat it, bird breath. I'm busy.
-Hey, Sancho, what do you call a useless pile of metal?
- [coos] - Breakfast Bot.
[laughing]
- Oh, brother.
[music and cheering]
- We finally made it. - And we made it together.
both:
12 is Midnight!
- It was okay to leave Casey with Breakfast Bot, right?
- He's a pro. I'm sure it's fine.
- Mustard, jamon, pickles, queso.
Mustard, Jamon... - Hey.
That's not enough ham for a Cubano.
- My proportions are scientifically measured.
- So cram it. - Oh, I'll cram it.
[grunting]
- You guys, cut it out. - Fine. Ham it up.
- [squawks] Ow.
Not cool, bolt brain.
[engine starts]
- Why does it feel like we're moving?
Quick. Get to the front.
- Buckle up.
- [screaming]
[cheering]
- Yoon Kwan is even dreamier in person.
- For our final song,
we'll pick two fans to sing to on stage.
- Pick us! - Us! Us!
Us! [phone ringing]
- It's Breakfast Bot.
- We've lost control of the food truck.
both: It's his fault.
- And we're rolling towards the concert.
- Well, buddy, things can only go uphill from here.
Ay. That's my food truck rolling downhill!
- Oh, no. - What have we done?
We have to stop the truck. - You two.
- Is he talking to us?
- Yeah, yeah, you.
Come on up.
[both squealing]
- Wait, are we forgetting something?
all: Aah! - It's fine, it has brakes.
- This Cubano with not enough jamon is blocking the brakes.
both: We're doomed.
[sighing] - This is so insane
and we love you so much, but gotta go.
- Aw, goodbye my love.
- How are we gonna stop the truck?
- [screaming]
- Maybe Yoon's big beautiful face can help us.
- Aw, but how do we reach it?
- Hoo! - Hey, Sid. I have an idea.
[chortling]
- Reizouko, could you please help us out?
- [screaming]
- Reizouko!
- [shouting]
both: Hi-yah!
- [grunts]
- ♪ No matter what falls from the sky ♪
♪ I will love you ♪
[crowd gasping]
both: We crushed 12 is Midnight.
all: Oh, thank goodness.
- Is everyone okay?
- My truck. My reputation.
[in goofy voice] [sobbing] We're ruined.
- It's all our fault.
We agreed to help you, but instead,
we were just focused on Yoon.
- Our K-pop obsession has destroyed your business
and the show. We're so sorry.
- Anyone in there?
- [both groaning]
- Cubano?
[gasping]
- Mmm. Wow, that's the best sandwich I've ever had.
[cheering]
- ♪ Pan and mustard ♪
♪ Jamon, a pickle, and two slices of queso ♪
♪ Put the panini in the panini press ♪
♪ There you go ♪
♪ Solo eso ♪
- [in goofy voice] [laughing] We're back, baby.
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪