[♪♪♪] ♪ Waahoooa yay!

♪ Vamonos!

♪ Lo le lo lai, lo lai lai lo le.

♪ ♪ It's Alma's Way!

♪ Here she comes.

♪ Beaming with pride and something to say!

♪ ♪ Hear those drums?

♪ Playing Alma's Way.

♪ From the Bronx, ♪ Singing a le lo lai, lai lo lei, ♪ ♪ our island songs, ♪ Saying Alma's Way.

♪ So many questions.

So much to explain.

♪ ♪ Hoh!

♪ Figure it out as you hop on the 6 train.

♪ ♪ Hoo!

♪ ♪ With Mami, Papi, Junior and Abuelo, mi gente.

♪ ♪ I'll think it through and share it with you.

♪ ♪ Come on vente!

♪ There she goes!

♪ Learning about her world every day.

♪ ♪ The whole world knows.

♪ It's Alma's Way... ♪ Alma's Way!

♪ Wepa!

ALMA: “The Beach Blahs” [♪♪♪] ALMA: André's coming over, and then we're going to the beach!

ANDRÉ: [in high-pitched voice] Hi, Alma!

Ready to swim with me?

ALMA: [giggles] Totally!

But I guess André's not coming?

Aww... Too bad.

He loves the beach.

ANDRÉ: Oh, I'm coming!

BETO: ¡Qué padre!

BETO: Hey!

Nice board!

ANDRÉ: Thanks!

I call him Mr. Fins.

And I'm André.

ALMA: This is Beto.

He just moved here from San Diego.

ANDRÉ: Whoa!

That's super far away!

BETO: Yup.

So whatcha doing with Mr. Fins today?

ALMA: We're going to the beach!

BETO: Seriously?!

I used to go to the beach all the time in San Diego!

It looked like this.

Super tall palm trees, and super soft sand!

ANDRÉ: Whooaa!

Mr. Fins would love that.

BETO: [chuckles] But my favorite was the lady who sold elotes on the beach!

ANDRÉ: What are elotes?

BETO: Corn on the cob.

ANDRÉ: Mmm!

My favorite!

ALMA: Corn?!

I love corn!

BETO: Then you'd love elotes.

They're roasted.

And you add lime, mayo, queso fresco, and sprinkle on some chile powder... Mmmm, so good.

ALMA: Okay.

I just ate breakfast, but I could eat one of those right now!

BETO: I miss my elotes and my beach.

ANDRÉ: Hmm, maybe you wouldn't miss your beach so much if you went to ours?

ALMA: Yeah!

You could swim all day, build sandcastles... ANDRÉ: And eat hot dogs!

BETO: [gasp] Like real New York City hotdogs?

ALMA: Uh-huh.

ANDRÉ: Yep, the real deal!

Hey, do you want to come with us?

I can ask my parents to ask yours.

BETO: YEAH!!

[sing-song] Going to the beach!

¡Vamos a la playa!

ALMA/ANDRÉ/BETO: [sing-song] Yeah!

Going to the beach!

¡Vamos a la playa!

[giggles] [subway train rumbling] [♪♪♪] BETO: You know, when we moved here, I didn't think I'd get to go to the beach ever again!

I didn't even know New York had a beach!

[Goat bleats] ALMA/ANDRÉ/BETO: [gasp] [Goat bleats] EVERYONE: [laughs] ANDRÉ: New York has a.. lot of things.

JAMES: Oh yeah, and we'll give you the full Bronx Beach experience, which means sun... sand... and... [Goat bleats] NEA: Goats!

EVERYONE: [laughs] ALMA : You're gonna have a sa-weet time.

BETO: I'm already having a great time!

I've never taken a train to the beach before!

In San Diego, we drove everywhere.

ALMA: Here, you can pretty much go everywhere on the subway and buses.

ANDRÉ: And everyone rides them!

[Goat bleats] ALMA: Welcome to our Bronx beach!

[seagulls squawks] [kids laughing] BETO: Uh... Is that the end of the beach?

ANDRÉ: Yeah, you can see the whole beach from here.

BETO: It's kinda small.

I guess that's cool.

At least we're at the beach.

BETO: [sing-song] We're at the beach!

¡Estamos en la playa!

ANDRÉ/ALMA: [sing-song] ¡La playa!

Yeah yeah!

¡La playa!

ALMA: Woo, Woo!

ANDRÉ: Oh!

C'mon!

KIDS: [laughs] BETO: Oh!

¡Qué padre!

I found treasure!

ALMA: Ooh!

ANDRÉ: Whoa, sea glass!

ALMA: Huh?

BETO: It's regular glass that the ocean made super smooth.

But I've never seen one like this!

NEA: Beto, I think you also found our beach spot.

Thank you!

ALMA: Told ya this beach was gonna be sa-weet.

BETO: [chuckles] Sí, pero... where are the palm trees?

ANDRÉ: Ah...

I don't think I've ever seen palm trees here before... BETO: Can we take a look?

Just in case?

ANDRÉ: Can we, Mom?

NEA: Sure, but stay where I can see you.

ALMA: Mm-hmm.

Let's go!

ANDRÉ: [grunts] ANDRÉ: Hey!

I found trees!

BETO: [gasp] Where?!

Where?!

ANDRÉ: Over there!

But... they're not palm trees.

Just Bronx trees.

BETO: Oh... bummer.

ALMA: Hey, look, I found one!

ANDRÉ: That umbrella is the only thing around here that looks like a palm tree.

BETO: Hm.. ALMA: Guess our beach doesn't have any palm trees, but we do have a... SQUID GUY!

SQUID GUY: Squiddle-doo!

Squiddle-dee!

It's Ceviche Sunday!

All you can eat!

BETO: Oh!

[chuckles] I've never seen that before.

JAMES: Hey, kids!

Who wants snacks?

ANDRÉ: Coming, Dad!

BETO: Uhm.. Do you think an elote lady will be around too?

ANDRÉ: I hope so.

I really want to try one!

ALMA: I dunno if this beach has an elote lady.

But.. [seagulls squawks] we've got a bunch of seagulls who love bagels!

[seagulls squawks] ALMA: [giggling] That's how you know it's a New York City seagull.

Our seagulls love bagels!

JAMES: Mmmm.. BETO: Back in San Diego, I used to watch the sun set over the water.

ANDRÉ: Nice!

Can we watch the sunset later?

NEA: Sorry, kiddos.

The sun doesn't set over the water on this beach.

We're facing East.

And sounds like Beto's beach faces West, where the sun sets.

ANDRÉ/ALMA/BETO: Awww.

BETO: I wish I could see the sun set on my beach again.

Or see the surfers on the waves.

We have tons of surfers in San Diego.

ANDRÉ: Mr. Fins will surf with you.

ALMA: Can we play in the water, please?

JAMES: Absolutely.

ANDRÉ: Yes!

JAMES: We'll watch you from here.

NEA: Just stick to the shallow part.

ALMA: YES!

ANDRÉ: Wooo!

JAMES/NEA: [laughs] NEA: [kisses James] ALMA: Woo-hoo!

[giggles] ANDRÉ: Woo!

[giggles] [water splashing] ALMA: Come in the water, Beto!

[seagulls squawks] [splashing] ALMA: [giggling] [water drip] BETO: [shivers] That water's freezing!

[sigh] I'm going back.

ALMA: Do you think the water's cold?

ANDRÉ: Not any colder than it normally is.

[splashing] ANDRÉ: Woo!

[chuckles] ALMA: Beto looks bummed.

But we're at the beach!

The BEACH!

I want him to have a good time, but how can I help him do that?

I gotta think about this.

BETO: [sing-song]: Going to the beach!

¡Vamos a la playa!

Yeah!

ALMA: Beto loves the beach.

He really does!

BETO: I wish I could see the sun set on my beach again.

ALMA: Oh, I think he's sad because he misses his old beach.

BETO: Oh!

¡Qué padre!

I've never seen one like this!

ANDRÉ: Whoa, sea glass!

ALMA: We've got a bunch of seagulls who love bagels!

SQUID GUY: Squiddle-doo!

Squiddle-dee!

It's Ceviche Sunday!

All you can eat!

BETO: Oh!

[chuckles] I've never seen that before.

ALMA: And I guess our beach IS really different than his... Oh!

I know what to do.

ALMA: I'm gonna talk to Beto.

Wanna come?

ANDRÉ: Okay.

[splashing] ALMA: Oye, Beto... BETO: ¿Sí?

ALMA: I know your beach in San Diego was pretty great.

You must miss it a lot.

BETO: Yeah... ALMA: But.. you're gonna love this beach too.

It has a lot of great things!

BETO: Really?

ANDRÉ: Totally.

Like, there are basketball courts over there... [basketball rattles backboard] ALMA: And lots of sand to play in... BETO: Yeah.. and the subway ride here was pretty fun.

ALMA: Don't forget about the goat.

[bleats] BETO: And I guess I did find treasure on your beach!

JAMES: Who wants a hot dog?

BETO: Are those real New York City hot dogs?

JAMES: They sure are!

Get ‘em while they're hot.

ANDRÉ: Yum!

Can't wait!

ALMA: Ohh, Yum!

BETO: I can't wait!

ALMA: Go ahead, try it, Beto.

ANDRÉ: Yeah, they're my favorite!

BETO: [bites] [chewing] Mmm!

So good!

I think you're right it is pretty great here.

ALMA: [bites] [with mouth full] I know, right?!

NEA: Mm-mm-mm.

JAMES: [bites] Mmm..

So good.

BETO: [bites] Mm.

Okay, I'm ready to give this beach another try.

ANDRÉ: Mr. Fins is down with that!

ANDRÉ: Yeah!

Woo!

ALMA: Woohoo!

BETO: Woo!

BETO: Whoa!

He looks like a sword!

[hip-hop music] BETO: [sing-song] Dancing on the beach!

¡Bailamos en la playa!

Yes!

ANDRÉ/ALMA/SQUID GUY: [sing-song] La playa!

Yeah, yeah!

La playa!

ALMA: Woo!

Woo!

ALMA/ANDRÉ/BETO: [giggling] [water splashes] BETO: The water's really not that cold.

It's kinda the same as my beach.

ALMA: Well, this is your beach now, too.

BETO: Hey, you're right, it is!

[splashes water] ALMA: [squeals] Ahh!

You can't splash me over here!

[giggles] ELOTE WOMAN: ¡Elotes!

BETO: Wait, do you hear that?

ELOTE WOMAN: ¡Tengo elotes!

Elotes for sale!

BETO: [gasp] An Elote Lady!

ALMA: Elotes?

Here?!

ANDRÉ: No way!

ELOTE WOMAN: ¡Tengo elotes!

Elotes for sale!

BETO: That's not the elote lady from my old beach, but she IS the elote lady from my new beach.

JAMES: Who wants elotes?

ALMA: I do!

ANDRÉ: Me!

BETO: Yessss!

JAMES: Then let's go!

JAMES: You know, I had my first elote on a beach in Mexico.

BETO: Me too!

ELOTE WOMAN: Here you go!

¡Gracias!

JAMES: One for you, one for you, and one for you!

ANDRÉ: [bites] Mmm!

Are these like the elotes on your old beach, Beto?

BETO: Even better!

BETO: [sing-song] ¡Estamos en la playa!

Mm!

Eating our elotes!

Mm!

ANDRÉ/ALMA: [sing -song] ¡Elotes!

Yeah yeah!

¡Elotes!

Yeah yeah!

¡Elotes!

KIDS: [giggles] ALMA: I love corn... just as much as I love our beach.

ANDRÉ/BETO: [humming same rhythm] [bites] ALMA: And I'm way way wayyy happy Beto loves it too!

[bites] Mmm... [♪♪♪] [♪♪♪] ALMA: “The Last Sandcastle” [seagulls squawking] [laughter] ALMA: Ahh...

Nothing like the smell of the salty sea and sunscreen!

I LOVE the beach!

JUNIOR: [groans] Are we there yet?

ALMA: Whoa, Junior, how many sandcastles are you going to build today?

JUNIOR: Just one... but a super duper ginormous one.

ALMA: I gotchu.

JUNIOR: Thanks, Alma.

ALMA: Whoa.

JUNIOR: This way, Alma!

[♪♪♪] Uhm... Too dry.

[♪♪♪] Mmm..

Uh, too wet.

[♪♪♪] [gasp] Ahh, just right!

It has sand, water, sun, and more sand.

[seagulls squawks] [water lapping] ALMA: ¡Mami!

¡Papi!

Come set up by us!

MAMI: Uh-huh, we're good here, Almita.

We don't want our towels to get all wet when the tide comes in.

ALMA: Whaddya think, Junior?

Wanna move over there?

JUNIOR: Nah.

I need water to make a good sandcastle, so I'm gonna stay here.

Wanna help me build my sandcastle?

ALMA: Yes-yes-yes-yes-yesss!

JUNIOR: [gasp] Whoawhoawhoa, Alma!

You can't just start digging like that!

We gotta follow the plan.

JUNIOR: First, we make the castle with... these.

ALMA: Okay!

[♪♪♪] ALMA: Ready, Junior.

JUNIOR: Wait!

JUNIOR: Go ahead, Alma.

Put it right.. here.

ALMA: Whoops.

JUNIOR/ALMA: [laughs] MAMI: [chuckles] [camera clicks] MAMI: Right here!

PAPI: ¡Vengan, niños!

Sunscreen break!

[laughter in distance] ALMA: Junior, wanna go swimming?

JUNIOR: Swimming?!

I can't think about swimming.

There's so much sandcastle left to build!

PAPI: I'll swim with ya.

Last one in is a horseshoe crab!

ALMA/PAPI: [chuckles] [water splashes] ALMA: Oh yeah!

Woo hoo!

[giggles] ALMA: [squeals] ALMA/PAPI: [laughs] [♪♪♪] [camera click] MAMI: Nice!

[crunch] [crunch] [♪♪♪] JUNIOR: Mm-hmm.

[♪♪♪] ALMA: Is it done?

JUNIOR: It's done!

ALMA: Your sandcastle's way, way, waay amazing!

[fanfare] Dun-da- da-dun-da-daaaaa!

JUNIOR: Presenting King Junior's royal sandcastle!

ALMA: Is he good or what?

MAMI: ¡Sonrían!

[camera clicks] MAMI: Everyone in!

[stomach growl] JUNIOR: Huh.. Building made me hungry!

MAMI: Well, let's find something for your tummy!

SQUID GUY: Heads up!

JUNIOR: Ah!

My sandcastle!

SQUID GUY: Sorry about that!

Want me to fix it?

JUNIOR: Nah.

It's okay, Mr. Squid Guy.

I got this.

SQUID GUY: Sorry about that!

Squiddlley-day!

Have fun!

[stomach growl] ALMA: I can fix your castle while you have a snack.

JUNIOR: But what if something happens to it while I'm gone?

ALMA: Never fear, King Junior!

I shall guard your royal castle.

JUNIOR: [chuckles] Thanks, Alma!

Oh, wait... Kneel, please.

JUNIOR: I hereby declare you Alma the Great.

Royal protector of the royal sandcastle.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] I won't let you down, your majesty!

[bike bell] ALMA: One tower, good as new.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] [gasp] Something cometh toward the castle!

Hark!

Who goes there?

ALMA: [in normal voice] Oh.

It's just a seagull.

[seagull squawk] ALMA: [in fancy voice] Wait.

I mean, it's a fierce dragon!

ALMA: [in fancy voice] Stay back, beach dragon!

Thou shall not destroy King Junior's- [seagull squawks fade away] ALMA: [in fancy voice] Alma the Great at your service.

ALMA: [chanting] Guarding the castle.

Guarding the castle.

JUNIOR: Thanks for watching my castle, Alma the Great.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] Wanna help me guard it, King Junior?

JUNIOR: Yes!

ALMA/JUNIOR: [in fancy voices] Guarding the castle.

Guarding the castle.

MAMI: [in fancy voice] The royal photographer is here to take pictures!

[camera clicks] MAMI: [giggles] ALMA: [in fancy voice] King Junior, look out!

A giant spider.

JUNIOR: [chuckling] Woah!

Woahh!!

Wee!

Ohhh- I got it!

MAMI: [in fancy voice] Dámela.

I'll bring the spider to the trash, er, dungeon... right away!

[water lapping] ALMA: [in fancy voice] Hark!

Who goes there?

[water lapping] ALMA: [in normal voice] Oh, it's the ocean.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] That's right, water!

Getteth back from where you came!

ALMA: [in fancy voice] No one dare disturb King Junior's- [in normal voice] Uh oh.

ALMA: Junior!

The water's coming!

Protect the castle!

We need a moat!

JUNIOR: Start digging!

Dig!

Dig, Alma!

ALMA: [squeals] JUNIOR: [effort] [quick breathing] [gasp] JUNIOR: I command you to stay back!

ALMA: [in fancy voice] Ha, huzzah!

The kingdom is saved!

ALMA: [in normal voice] Or.. maybe not.

JUNIOR: We need another plan!

ALMA: Quick, grab the toys, Junior!

JUNIOR: [panicking breathing] ALMA: [gasp] C'mon, C'mon, C'mon ALMA: Ah!

JUNIOR: Oh no!

[water flowing] JUNIOR: AHHH!

JUNIOR: Ooh.. ALMA: Hey, yo!

Get back here with that!

JUNIOR: Ah!

I can't get it!

Hey!

ALMA: Gotcha!

Ah!

[water flowing] JUNIOR: [grunts] Got it!

[grunts] [water flowing] ALMA/JUNIOR: [gasp] JUNIOR: NOOOOOOO!

Hmm.. ALMA: Sorry, Junior.

I don't think there's anything we can do to stop the water.

JUNIOR: We can't save my castle?

[water flowing] JUNIOR: So it's gone forever?

JUNIOR: But, but, but... we worked so hard on it!

JUNIOR: Adiós, sandcastle.

ALMA: See ya later.

ALMA: Wanna play something else?

JUNIOR: No, thanks.

[seagulls squawking] ALMA: Whoa, Junior's really upset.

How can I cheer him up?

I gotta think about this...

JUNIOR: Swimming?!

I can't think about swimming.

There's so much sandcastle left to build!

ALMA: Junior worked so hard on his sandcastle and he loved building it.

ALMA: He really cared about every piece of that castle.

[camera clicks] ALMA: Huh, Mami took so many pictures while Junior was building it.

ALMA: Oh, I know what to do!

MAMI: [kisses Junior] ALMA: How ya doing, Junior?

JUNIOR: I'm sad about my sandcastle.

It was the best one I've ever made.

[sigh] And I'm never gonna see it again.

ALMA: Well... not never.

JUNIOR: Really?

But it's gone.

ALMA: No, it's not!

Mami has it.

JUNIOR: Huh?

ALMA: Mami, can we see the pictures you took of the sandcastle?

MAMI: Sure!

JUNIOR: Aww, look at how little it was back then.

ALMA: [in fancy voice] King Junior you were very brave to face that giant spider.

JUNIOR: Yeah, I was right?

ALMA: You know what's a not-so-bad thing about having your sandcastle wash away?

JUNIOR: What?

ALMA: We get to make another one!

JUNIOR: Oh, yeah!

I still miss my other sandcastle but, this new one is gonna be super duper ginormous!

With two... no three, drawbridges!

ALMA: How about right... here?

MAMI: You know, in a little while the water's gonna wash up there too.

JUNIOR: That's okay.

Just make sure you take lots of pictures.

So I can remember it forever!

PAPI: ¡Espérenme!

I want to help.

Whoa.. MAMI: [chuckles] ¡Si!

Me too!

ALMA: Here we go again!

[in fancy voice] Alma the Great is ready to build!

[♪♪♪] [♪♪♪]