- Mauricio Torrente: What's wrong? Are you sad?
- José Luis Torrente: No... Women.
- Mauricio Torrente: Women?
- José Luis Torrente: Yeah, women. They're all... They're all bitches. Except my mom, of course.
- Mauricio Torrente: No, son, no. Your mom as well.
- [Mauricio shows the picture of Torrente's mother in his wallet]
- José Luis Torrente: But... How did you get this? Why?
- Mauricio Torrente: Because... Because... Because I'm your father.
- José Luis Torrente: No, that's impossible.
- Mauricio Torrente: [asking for help] Son... Son...
- [his son leaves]
- Mauricio Torrente: Son of a bitch!
- [subtitled version]
- [in a car, during a surveillance operation]
- José Luis Torrente: This is the hardest part of being an investigator. The waiting, so long and boring, like a Sunday without soccer... Let's jerk each other off.
- Cuco: [unbaffled] With our hands or mouths?
- José Luis Torrente: What? You're a freak. You pig. "Mouths"!
- [after a pause, intrigued]
- José Luis Torrente: Can you reach?
- [Cuco nods]
- José Luis Torrente: Show me.
- [subtitled version]
- José Luis Torrente: Well, I really like you. You're really hot. And... if you wanna come with me to a party or out for drinks... Would you like to go out with me?
- Bella cantante: Look, listen up. If it meant my family would get chopped into pieces, and the end of the human race as we know it, I still would never go out with you.
- José Luis Torrente: Is that a "no"?
- [subtitled version]
- [first lines]
- José Luis Torrente: I got to the Costa del Sol about 3 years ago. I had some cash set aside, and after dedicating my life to law enforcement, I moved to Marbella to take some time off for myself.