Blood and Sand1941

Nacional:
But it isn't right for you to fill yourself with rum on the day of a corrida. You don't have to worry about the bulls this afternoon. We drew a couple of bravos.

Juan Gallardo:
It's not the bulls - it's the crowds. They're waiting for me with claws.

Nacional:
The crowd is forgetful, Juanillo, like a woman, and fickle like a woman, and cruel... like a woman.

Juan Gallardo:
Shut your mouth!