His Excellency will never forgive me if I let you go without a word of welcome from him. I'm quite sure that you'll save me a reprimand.
How could I refuse a man anything with a naked sword in his hand?
Conditions have changed since you left, Don Diego. Your father resigned. Age, you know! Since then, the peons have become um... more industrious. As to the caballeros. they're encouraged to think of their own affairs. WE take care of the government!
His Excellency will never forgive me if I let you go without a word of welcome from him. I'm quite sure that you'll save me a reprimand.
How could I refuse a man anything with a naked sword in his hand?
My dear Esteban is forever thrusting at this and at that. He used to be a fencing instructor in Barcelona.
How exhausting.
I didn't find it so.
Then why did you give it up?
I had the misfortune to kill a man of influence.
A lady was involved, I believe.
The gentleman's wife, no doubt?
Just how did you mean that, Señor?
I had hoped to be amusing... Have I failed?
Somewhat. With me.
They heated the water from my bath too early. It was positively tepid! By the time more was carried and properly scented... Life can be trying, don't you think?
Yes. [laughs]
Oh, Maria!
Courage, courage!
Well, shall we dine? Come, Diego.
His bath was tepid? Poor Lolita! I'm afraid her married life will be the same!
Captain, you seem to regard that fruit as an enemy.
A rival!
I must please ask you to change the subject. His Excellency objects to talk of throat-cutting.
Quiet, you Popinjay! I have no reason to letting you live either.
What a pleasant coincidence. I feel exactly the same way about you Capitan.
You wouldn't care to translate that feeling into action would you?
I might be tempted. If I had a weapon.
Would you.