Colonel: I didn't know that chivalry still existed in your semi-savage country.
Rafael Acosta: Sir, you just insulted the Republic of Miranda.
Colonel: I don't give a damn about the Republic of Miranda.
Rafael Acosta: And I shit on your entire army.
Peasant: Father? I want to tell you something.
Bishop Dufour: Then tell me, my child.
Peasant: I really don't like Jesus Christ. Even as a little girl I hated him.
Bishop Dufour: Such a good, gentle God? How is it possible?
Peasant: Want to know why?
Bishop Dufour: Let me tend to this sick man first, then we'll talk.
Colonel: Marijuana isn't a drug. Look at what goes on in Vietnam. From the general down to the private, they all smoke.
Simone Thévenot: As a result, once a week they bomb their own troops.
Colonel: If they bomb their own troops, they must have their reasons.
Rafael Acosta: You're better suited for making love than for making war.
Rafael Acosta: Finally, if you think about it, the only solution to starvation and poverty is in the hands of the army. You'll realise it in Miranda, when you have to open your pretty thighs to an infantry battalion.
