- Marido Luis de Moor: [enters the bedroom which Don Juan just fled] Have you made me a cuckold?
- Dama: [beside the bed, worried] What are you talking about?
- Marido Luis de Moor: Rumours.
- Dama: Rumours? Infamy...
- [lures him]
- Dama: Rise above it, mount my body, open my flesh with your spurs. You are the horseman and I am your horse. Look, I am sweating.
- Marido Luis de Moor: [sneers] You strumpet.
- Dama: [laughs] Yes!
- [he strangles her]