I'll baptize you now. I christen you liar, and your second name is swine!

Natalio Curro:

[to a tableful of sycophants at an outdoor restaurant]
I understand Gallardo has one more contract to fulfill - the corrida next Sunday afternoon. I predict he will make his exit in a cloud of rotten oranges and dead cats. I hold him directly responsible for the death of Nacional, and I should say so in my article tomorrow. The trouble with Gallardo is he has cats in his belly. His father was the same way. Like father, like son. Juan Gallardo:
[after Curro suddenly realizes Gallardo has overheard him]
That's the second time you've said things about my father. As for you, you've probably never been baptized. [he holds him still while pouring a bottle of wine on his head, leaving him humiliated] Juan Gallardo:
I'll baptize you now. I christen you liar, and your second name is swine!