Yolof Peterson: Excuse me, but your mother is a prostitute, your father is a crook, and your grandfather is a man with a very broad buttocks.
Yolof Peterson: Allow me to explain. Your mother is a whore, your father is a damn thief, and your grandfather is a notorious fag.
[Yolof punches out the Mexican]
Yolof Peterson: I generously spared your sister...
Yolof Peterson: Your friend is right, compañero. When you're about to die, don't ask so many questions.
Lola: We fight for the cause of liberty and justice!
Yolof Peterson: I've heard those words in every country where I've sold guns.