I'm a coward. No, you're not. Yes, I am. A coward - for living next to that son of a...

Mercedes: I'm a coward. Pedro: No, you're not. Mercedes: Yes, I am. A coward - for living next to that son of a bitch, doing his laundry, making his bed, feeding him... What if the doctor's right and we can't win? Pedro: At least we'll make things harder for that bastard.

What happens to their bodies hardly matter to Him. We'll help however we can, Captain. We know you're not here by choice. You're wrong about that. I choose to be here because I want my son to be born in a new, clean Spain. Because these people hold the mistaken belief that we're all equal. But there's a big difference: The war is over and we won. And if we need to kill every one of these vermin to settle it, then we'll kill them all, and that's that. We're all here by choice. By choice! Put the coffee on. I'm going for more wood. We'll take care of it.