[Calvera chats with his "good friend" Sotero while his men loot the village.]

I can't tell you what a pleasure it is to see a village like this. So much restlessness and change in the outside world. People no longer content with their station in life. Women's fashions -- shameless! Religion! You'd weep if you saw how true religion is now a thing of the past. Last month we were in San Juan, a rich town. Sit down. Rich town, much blessed by God. Big church -- not like here, little church, priest comes twice a year. Big one. You'd think we'd find gold candlesticks, poor-box filled to overflowing. You know what we found? Brass candlesticks. Almost nothing in the poor box.

But we took it anyway.

I know we took it anyway! I'm trying to show him how little religion some people now have.

That I can see for myself.

(slaps him forehand, then backhand)

No! You don't see! What if you had to carry my load, huh? The need to provide food like a good father to fill the mouths of his hungry men. Guns, ammunition -- you know how much money that costs? Huh? Uh? (slaps him twice more)