It's nothing like what Imelda did! Do you want to know why? Because I haven't said a word to Coco and I never will again! I can't tell her to be herself or not to! I can't help her if she's sad and I can't make her happy! I am not a part of her life!

[It feels like ripping something out of himself every time he says it. He hates it.]

I didn't stop Miguel. Even when I should have. I went along with it and I encouraged him on because once again, I was stupid and swept up in it. I'm not saying it's the kid's fault he likes music. I'm saying it's my fault that I do. I'm the one who gets distracted. I'm the one that brings people to their death. It's music and me.

You don't think, if I could, I'd let them have whatever they wanted?