Come on. Get your coat.
We gotta go.



-You have everything?
-Yeah.



Hurry up, sweetie. We're late.



Ty. Today, papí.



You're killing me, Ty.
Right now, you're killing Mommy.



-Okay, let's go.
-It's not my fault, Mom.



You want to do
your speech for me?



Ty! Hello? That's better.



You don't have to listen
to that 24 hours a day.



Wait. It's Simon and Garfunkel.



That's why l tell you to tie your shoes.
I know. I'm sorry. Oh, my God.



-You can't just turn them off, Mom.
-I understand, baby. Come on.



-Careful of the puddle.
-Why'd they break up?



-Who?
-Simon and Garfunkel.



You got me.
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