Kalibanos: I want to touch... I want to kiss... I want to balanga you with my bonny Johnny!
Kalibanos: I am Kalibanos.
Dolores: I am Dolores.
Kalibanos: I like your melones.
Dolores: [flattered] Thank you.
Kalibanos: And your bumba.
Dolores: You're so strong. So beautifully - primitive. What's a bumba?
[seizes her buttocks]
Dolores: You have charisma.
Kalibanos: My charisma is growing like mountain flower in springtime.
Dolores: And you're a poet.
Kalibanos: I'm a singer.