El Mariachi: Give me the strength to be what I was, and forgive me for what I am.

El Mariachi: Bless me, Father, for I have just killed quite a few men.

El Mariachi: It's strange how pulling a trigger is easier than playing the guitar. It's easier to destroy, than to create.

El Mariachi: Carolina, did I thank you?

Carolina: No.

El Mariachi: I will.