Rosa: Drinking!? Goodness, I can't believe a cub like that would ruin himself in such a way.
Juan: Well, he lives in a crummy neighborhood.
Juancho and Rosalia: Island?
Juan: Oh, yeah, there's robbers, thugs, drug dealers, aw, you name it.
Travel Agent: [appearing at the window speaking in a Central European accent] Would you like to go to Switzerland?
Juan: No, thank you. [to the others] See, that's the worst we got is Geneva's Witnesses.
