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COMMANDER: I’m talking to you, my pretty creature,
And to your friend. You belong to me,
Do you not?
PASCUALA: We do, my lord, but not
In the way you mean.
COMMANDER: Step inside. My men are there. Don’t be afraid.
LAURENCIA: I shall if the magistrates come too. One of them’s my father, but otherwise…
COMMANDER: Flores!
FLORES. Yes, sir?
COMMANDER: Why aren’t they doing what
I say?
FLORES: Get in there!
LAURENCIA: Get your hands
Off us!
FLORES: Come on, you stupid girls!
PASCUALA: Whoa now! For you to lock the stable-door?
FLORES: Inside! He wants to show you all
The spoils of war.