Blood and Sand (1941)

Tyrone Power: Juan Gallardo

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• Juan Gallardo : They say that when a ship is sinking all the rats leave. Good-bye, rats!

  [Antonio Lopez and Encarnacíon start to leave] 

  Juan Gallardo : But you're mistaken if you think I'm sinking! Well, what are you waiting for!

• Juan Gallardo : Carmencita, you're the only true one in the world.

• Juan Gallardo : [to Carmen]  Someday I'll come back to you with a whole trunkful of clippings, and when you marry me, you'll marry the first torero of Spain, not the second or third, but the first, the greatest!

• Juan Gallardo : The cow hasn't been born yet that can give birth to the bull that can hurt me!

• Juan Gallardo : [to Garabato]  I wouldn't admit this to anybody else in the world... but always when I'm dressing like this... there's a feel of rust in my throat, the taste of death... Fear! But it's gone when I step into the arena. The minute I hear the music, the yell of the crowd, it's all right again.

• Juan Gallardo : [seeing his mother scrubbing the floor]  Get up, get up! Suppose someone should see you?

  Señora Augustias Gallardo : There is no one left in the house to see me but you.

  Juan Gallardo : But I don't like to see you on your kneees like this!

  Señora Augustias Gallardo : But what's wrong with my being on my knees? That's how I pray, and that's how I work! This house was clean when we moved in. Let it be clean when we move out!

• Juan Gallardo : [to Antonio]  Well, now as my manager it'll be much easier for you to rob me!

• Nacional : But it isn't right for you to fill yourself with rum on the day of a corrida. You don't have to worry about the bulls this afternoon. We drew a couple of bravos.

  Juan Gallardo : It's not the bulls - it's the crowds. They're waiting for me with claws.

  Nacional : The crowd is forgetful, Juanillo, like a woman, and fickle like a woman, and cruel... like a woman.

  Juan Gallardo : Shut your mouth!

• Natalio Curro : [to a tableful of sycophants at an outdoor restaurant]  I understand Gallardo has one more contract to fulfill - the corrida next Sunday afternoon. I predict he will make his exit in a cloud of rotten oranges and dead cats. I hold him directly responsible for the death of Nacional, and I should say so in my article tomorrow. The trouble with Gallardo is he has cats in his belly. His father was the same way. Like father, like son.

  Juan Gallardo : [after Curro suddenly realizes Gallardo has overheard him]  That's the second time you've said things about my father. As for you, you've probably never been baptized.

  [he holds him still while pouring a bottle of wine on his head, leaving him humiliated] 

  Juan Gallardo : I'll baptize you now. I christen you liar, and your second name is swine!

• Juan Gallardo : I was raised on it.

  Doña Sol des Muire : Really? How is it made?

  Juan Gallardo : Well, you take biscuits and oil and vinegar and some onions and garlic and you, eh, and bread crumbs, and you fry 'em all together in a pan. You throw 'em in a pot: Gazpacho.

  Doña Sol des Muire : Sounds lovely.

• Juan Gallardo : I'm glad you decided not to go to the concert.

  Doña Sol des Muire : So am I. Perhaps, we can have a concert of our own?

• Juan Gallardo : I don't understand it! The more money I make, the less I seem to have. It melts away before I ever see it!

  Señora Augustias Gallardo : Yes. One can't build on sand.

• Nacional : You can't blame the crowd. You're not giving them anything!

  Juan Gallardo : Well, I've had bad luck. The bulls have been much bigger.

  Nacional : They only seem bigger. Because, when you face them, you're afraid! You were born with very little, like the rest of us; but, one thing that you had was real and pure. You were a born killer of bulls - a matador! She took it away from you. Now, when you face the bull with a sword, you're drained! Empty! There's nothing left of you but fear! You have a gun, haven't you? Why don't you bring it to the ring with you and kill the beast with a bullet!

  [Juan slaps Nacional] 

• Waiter : What will you have?

  Juan Gallardo : What will you have?

  Doña Sol des Muire : Champagne!

  Juan Gallardo : Champagne.

  Waiter : Champagne?

  Juan Gallardo : Sí, champagne!

  Waiter : Champagne?

• Doña Sol des Muire : What is it Juan?

  Juan Gallardo : I was just trying to figure out what kind of a woman you are?

  Doña Sol des Muire : Yes?

  Juan Gallardo : The trouble is you're - you're not one woman, but, many - and never the same.

  Doña Sol des Muire : Well, one changes, you know.

• Juan Gallardo : Carmencita, when I hold you in my arms like this, I'm born again! You give me strength! I can do anything!

• Carmen Espinosa : I'm so glad you're wearing your white suit. It's the one I like best.

  Juan Gallardo : No you don't. You hate it, like my mother does. You hate them all. But, this is the last time I'm ever going to wear one. I'm through with the ring forever!

• Juan Gallardo : Ah, Señor Toro, we meet again!