Lucky Day: “What we’re talking about is money, real money, Amigo money. No dough, no show.”
Lucky Day: “Three Amigos, Hollywood, California. You are very great. 100,000 pesos. Come to Santa Poco put on show, stop. The In-famous El Guapo.”
Dusty Bottoms: “What does that mean, in-famous?”
Ned Nederlander: “Oh, Dusty. In-famous is when you’re MORE than famous. This man El Guapo, he’s not just famous, he’s IN-famous.”
Dusty Bottoms: “Do you have anything here besides Mexican food?”
El Guapo: “I like these guys! They are funny guys! Just kill one of them.”
El Guapo: “El Guapo only kills men… he does not kill crying women!”
Lucky Day: “Dusty, how do you like your bat?”
Dusty Bottoms: “Medium rare.”
El Guapo: “Well, you told me I have a plethora. And I just would like to know if you know what a plethora is. I would not like to think that a person would tell someone he has a plethora, and then find out that that person has no idea what it means to have a plethora.”
Jefe: “Forgive me, El Guapo. I know that I, Jefe, do not have your superior intellect and education. But could it be that once again, you are angry at something else and are looking to take it out on me?”
Jefe: “On behalf of myself, Jefe, and the rest of the boys, we chipped in and got you this gift.”
El Guapo: “It’s a sweater! It’s a sweater!”
Lucky Day: “In a way, all of us has an El Guapo to face. For some, shyness might be their El Guapo. For others, a lack of education might be their El Guapo. For us, El Guapo is a big, dangerous man who wants to kill us. But as sure as my name is Lucky Day, the people of Santa Poco can conquer their own personal El Guapo, who also happens to be the actual El Guapo!”
Ned Nederlander: “This is not a town of weaklings! You can use your strengths against El Guapo. Now, what is it that this town really does well?”