Now, you look at the living and say his name.
Imelda
Miguel.
Nailed it! Now say, "I give you my blessing.".
Imelda
I give you my blessing. [The marigold petal glows; Miguel is amazed] I give you my blessing to go home... [the petal glows brighter] to put my photo back on the ofrenda... [even brighter, Miguel nods] and to never play music again!
What?! She can't do that!
Well, technically, she can add any condition she wants.
Fine.
Then you hand the petal to Miguel.
No skeletons! [stares smugly at Ernesto's guitar and takes it] Mariachi Plaza, here I come! [Not even 2 steps later, he's back in the Land of the Dead; he is caught by Imelda.]
Imelda
Two seconds, and you already break your promise!
This isn't fair, it's my life! You already had yours! [takes Imelda's petal] Papá Julio, I ask for your blessing! [Julio cringes nervously; one by one, each dead Rivera resists] Tía Rosita? Oscar? Felipe? Tía Victoria? [Victoria just shakes her head, meaning no]
Imelda
Don't make this hard, mijo. You go home my way, or no way.
You really hate music that much?!
Imelda
I will not let you go down the same path he did!
The same path he did... he did.
Victoria
Listen to your Mamá Imelda.
Oscar
She's just looking out for you.
Rosita
Be reasonable.
Con permiso, I need to visit the restroom. [exits] Be right back!
Uh... should we tell him there are no restrooms in the Land of the Dead?
