- [a tank passes by in front of Marisol and María Belén]
- Marisol: Look! Look! Can you see that, with so many little wheels spinning around?
- María Belén: [unconcerned] That is... a tank.
- Marisol: And you say it so calmly? Don't you know who's inside?
- María Belén: What kind of fantasy are you making up?
- Marisol: That tank is no fantasy! That tank is flesh and bone!
- María Belén: What?
- Marisol: Okay, iron and screw.