"Doña Carlota" is another true story.
Do I need to say anything about this?
No.
In New Mexico-- and maybe you get a lot of it here.
Every other day, somebody sees the face of Jesus
in a watermelon and on the window at Bentley's.
[LAUGHTER]
You know what I'm talking about.
Yeah.
Somebody takes out the spare tire and just--
La Virgen de Guadalupe.
[LAUGHTER]
So it's not an unusual event in New Mexico,
and in fact, it's too unusual.
So "Doña Carlota."
"After her husband died, Doña Carlota was so alone she wanted
nothing more than to die.
One day, she decided how she would end her life.
Leave the gas on after fixing some tortillas frijoles
for her son to eat when he arrived home from work.
But as she turned a tortilla over,
she beheld the image of her husband scorched on it.
A sign from God.
She should live, spend the rest of her days in peace.
The tortilla, I am told, is in her living room
next to a photo of her dearly departed Esteban.
So unbelievably striking in resemblance,
preserved forever in Saran wrap."
[LAUGHTER]
You know what's really funny about this story is like how
faithful a Mexican mother is.
I'm going to commit suicide, but I'm
going to make some tortillas frijoles first.
It's just that-- ay dios mio.
And then I'm going to kill myself.
And then what the hell do you expect?
The son walks in, and he sees that she's committed suicide,
and he's going to eat the goddamn food?
[LAUGHTER]
It doesn't make sense.
"Ay Mama! ...
Excuse me.
Better make a burrito first."
[LAUGHTER]