Don Juan Tenorio: Still a prisoner, bound by the dreams of the living.
Sister Isabel: As they are by the dead.
Trotaconventos: Why do you visit me, daughter?
Sister Isabel: To bid you save my little son from circumcision, my daughter from concubinage to the infidels.
Trotaconventos: How?
Sister Isabel: By preserving the virginity of my sisters in religion.
Don Juan Tenorio: Virginity! What of Christ’s fig-tree?
Sister Isabel: Demon, what do you know of Christ?
Don Juan Tenorio: Once we were one, but....
Sister Isabel: Lying spirit!