Tuco: What about our parents?
Father Pablo Ramirez: Only now do you think of them? To begin after nine years...
Tuco: [startled] Nine years?
[tries to laugh it off]
Tuco: So it's nine years. Nine years!
Father Pablo Ramirez: Our mother has been dead a long time now.
[the smile fades from Tuco's face]
Father Pablo Ramirez: Our father died a few days ago. That's why I was away. He asked for you to be there... but there was only me.
[Tuco is hit hard by the news. Pablo studies him]
Father Pablo Ramirez: And you... outside of evil, what else have you managed to do? It seems to me you once had a wife somewhere.
Tuco: [pulls himself together and turns to face Pablo] Not one, lots of them! One here, one there, wherever I found them!
[almost snarls]
Tuco: Go on, preach me a sermon, Pablo!
Father Pablo Ramirez: What good would that be?