Selena

MAN. Hey, is everything all right?

Selena!

You're still not dressed?

MARCELA. She's getting ready.

I can't decide what to wear.

SUZETTE. Say something. SELENA. Where's my eyelash?

DRESSER. You are always late, Selena.

SELENA. Which one?

Here it is. Cool.

SUZETTE. Dang, that'll look great.

Abraham, is it true that this is the largest crowd in Astrodome history?

That's what they say.

What about the English-speaking album we've been hearing about?

Should be out by later this year.

CHRIS. You'll knock them dead.

Thanks, baby.

I found your eyelash.

It's a madhouse out there. Is she ready?

MARCELA. Not yet.

They're hanging from the rafters. Let's go. You look good.

WOMAN. Selena!

Hi.

Good luck.

I love you.

MARCELA. Go for it, honey.

I'll be watching you.

Good luck.

Selena!

How you doing, Houston, Texas?

Robert, EQ the snare. Bring up the height. - Sure, Abraham.

I want to feel the bass drum. Come on.

She looks beautiful.

Go, girl.

Beautiful! Nice job.

What do you think? - We'll knock them dead.

What should we ask for? The money?

This is our first professional gig.

Not too much. - Let them make an offer.

After all, they want us to audition.

Nice.

Who are you?

What are you doing at my place?

Good morning, sir.

We're The Dinos!

The Dinos? - Yes, sir.

You want to wait right there just a minute?

I don't care if the kids like them. They're Mexicans.

You didn't say they were Mexicans. I thought they were Italian.

I can't have that in my club.

This club is whites only, you know that.

This is for you.

For all your trouble coming here. I appreciate it.

But there's been a mistake and we can't do the audition today.

We'll call you.

Okay?

Let's go.

Nobody'll kick us out of this joint. They're Mejicanos, like us.

That's right, daddy-o. - Let's go to work.

That's gringo music!

We want to dance! Real music!

Play some Mexican music!

Get out of here!

Play some Mexican music or this crowd'll tear the place down! They wanna dance!

We don't know any Mexican music.

Listen.

You'll get your money back!

We want to dance!

They're madder than hornets! What'd you all do, anyway?

We sang We Belong Together.

We want to dance!

Gross! Selena!

Selena?

Selena! - Mommy!

Honey, come inside.

Why'd you leave April in the shower?

She was sleeping. I didn't want to wake her up.

There was caca everywhere. You'll have to clean it up.

Okay. Mommy?

Can we have a farm with chickens and goats and cows,

and horses and pigs...

First take care of April.

Right now. Go on!

Go, Selena!

Touchdown!

Let's get another touchdown.

Let her go!

Hello. We're playing a game here!

She's a big baby.

Come in.

Wow!

What're you doing?

What's it look like? - What's this?

Starting a band.

Who's starting a band? - Me, the kids, you. Rock and roll!

How'd you pay for this?

Take it back! Get the money back.

Hold it, take a look at this stuff.

It's all secondhand. Practically given to me. Bring it in.

Hey, Abraham!

Hey, how you doing?

We need to talk about this.

Abraham, you're not listening to me.

Abraham.

You said you got music all out of your system.

I did get it out of my system.

You were never home. There was no money.

You weren't there when Suzette was born! You were at a gig!

Help me with this cord.

That was the dumbest thing I've ever done.

I've tried to make it up to you ever since.

But this...

This is different.

This is like a fun, spare-time thing, all right?

Like a hobby, okay? - A hobby.

That we can all do together with the kids.

You know what happens if we don't play with the kids.

They're going to end up on street corners, getting into trouble.

This is something special we can do together.

Just a hobby? - Just a hobby.

Something for them to do together? - Yup. Do together.

And they love rock and roll.

Damn!

Oh, damn!

We'll play rock and roll.

No, I don't want to play.

You like rock and roll. - To listen to, not play.

Yeah, Dad, we like the Eagles!

We're not playing that.

I think Dad has gone crazy this time.

Press it.

Hit it.

She's not going to play, she's going to sing.

Go ahead. Sing!

See? That sounds good. - Wait a minute.

What am I supposed to play? - The drums.

The drums? No way!

Come on. - No way. Giris don't play the drums.

Yes, they do.

No way, Dad! No way! Giris don't play the drums!

Let me show you real quick.

Try it. Mi hijita, this is so good.

I don't want to play the drums! Forget it!

Oh, shit!

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Sick, sick, sick!

Have you ever seen a girl playing the drums?

Hello!

Listen! Have you ever seen a girl playing the drums? No!

You see them playing the harp, you see them playing everything...

Why is there no music?

We've been talking and we'd rather go outside and play.

I mean, not this play, but play as in "run."

You can play outside in an hour.

Okay? Right now I want you to play Feelings.

Feelings?

Play it! No way!

Why not? - It's the '50s!

That song's way out of style! The '50s are over!

We want to play stuff we like. Stuff that's cool!

Stuff that's happening. - Show me what's happening.

Shut up!

It's too cool for me. Play Blue Moon.

Come on, Dad. Look at you guys.

Fifteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes of real playing.

Abie, Selena.

Okay. Go ahead, count it off.

That's better.

You know, I've been thinking.

Here in Lake Jackson,

there are a lot of gringos.

What?

We wanted something better for the kids.

Better than the barrio. - Yeah, but...

There are no Mexican restaurants here.

And gringos love Mexican food.

Are you thinking of opening a restaurant?

Yes, I am. There's a lot of money to be made.

You've got a good job.

I mean a good restaurant. - A steady job.

We just bought this house!

What are you thinking of?

Listen...

I'm not going to quit my job, all right?

But a good Mexican restaurant...

Ay, Abraham!

Never satisfied.

There's enough room. - Always dreaming.

Put up a stage for some music. - Music?

That's what this is about, isn't it? Music!

No, this is about food.

Okay? And I'm hungry.

The kids could play. We'd be together. The clients would love it.

You wouldn't quit your job, right?

No, I wouldn't quit my job.

Oh, God.

I gotta tell you, you got it centered.

It looks great.

But I don't buy that "G." The "G" is perfect.