- Alphonso: What's this?
- Yuri: Em... That was in my luggage.
- Alphonso: They're death threats. Why didn't you tell me anything?
- Yuri: I... didn't want to bother you.
- Alphonso: Bother me?
- [laughs]
- Alphonso: No. We in the top are used to this. Remember what happened to John?
- Yuri: John? John who?
- Alphonso: Lennon.
- Yuri: Oh.
- Alphonso: A friend. You were too young then.
- Alphonso: Have you called the police?
- Yuri: Yes. Everything is under control. They've analyzed the letters and they don't give them any credibility. They think it's a harmless guy wanting only to call your attention.
- Alphonso: And how do they know that?
- Yuri: If he were serious, he wouldn't have written his name and address in the envelopes.
- Perotti: I wouldn't have to be here, do you understand? No. I studied. I'm an economist. I could be stealing money from some boneheads in a consultancy firm, instead of sucking the balls of a confused twit like you.
- Benítez: [Two other black-suit policemen are cuffing Benítez] This is not neccessary, eh?
- Black-suited man: [Smiles] True, but we love doing it.