Abraham: They don’t accept us over there. They never have.
Selena: Hello, we’re Mexican.
Abraham: No, we are Mexican-American, and they don’t like Mexican-Americans. And they can be mean. And they can tear us apart over there. And Selena’s Spanish is ...
Selena: What about my Spanish? I’ve been singing in Spanish for 10 years. It’s perfect.
Abraham: Singing, yes. But when you speak it, you speak it a little funny. And down there you gotta speak perfectly or the press will eat you up and spit you out alive. I’ve seen them do it.
Selena: Overreacting as usual.
A.B.: Dad, the music will speak for itself, Dad.
Abraham: Listen, being Mexican-American is tough. Anglos jump all over you if you don’t speak English perfectly. Mexicans jump all over you if you don’t speak Spanish perfectly. We gotta be twice as perfect as anybody else.
A.B.: [Laughs]
Abraham: Why’re you laughing? What’s so funny?
Selena: Nothing.
A.B.: Nothing.
Abraham: I’m serious.
A.B.: I know you’re serious, Dad.
Abraham: Our family has been here for centuries. And yet they treat us as if we just swam across the Rio Grande. I mean, we gotta know about John Wayne and Pedro Infante. We gotta know about Frank Sinatra and Agustín Lara. We gotta know about Oprah and Cristina. Anglo food is too bland. And yet when we go to Mexico, we get the runs. Now that, to me, is embarrassing.
Selena: Oh, Dad!
Abraham: Japanese-Americans, Italian-Americans, German-Americans, their homeland is on the other side of the ocean. Ours ... is right next door. Right over there. And we gotta prove to the Mexicans how Mexican we are. And we gotta prove to the Americans how American we are. We gotta be more Mexican than the Mexicans and more American than the Americans both at the same time. It’s exhausting. Damn! Nobody knows how tough it is to be a Mexican-American.
Selena: Well, Dad, you know, it’s a good thing we have frijoles and tortillas to keep our strength up for the job.
Abraham: Now you’re making fun of me.
Selena: No, I’m not! And menudo ... mmm. Menudo.
A.B.: Eh, menudo.
Abraham: Now, you’re making me hungry.
Selena: Come on, Dad. I can do it. I know I can. Really.
A.B.: Trust us.
Abraham: Listen, guys, let’s get through with the tour in California and then we’ll talk about it. But man, being Mexican-American is really hard, man.
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