Is that you, Detective Edgar?
It's me. Put down your gun.
Honey.
Take these upstairs to Auntie Consuela...
Tell her she can return the dish anytime,
no rush--
Happy New Year, Sr Rulfo. These tamales are for you.
My mama made them for good luck.
Come in. Please.
No more. I can't. Okay, no more. amales are for you.