Don Juan Tenorio: That part of me that was he, was sucked bloodless by the insatiable dreams of man.
Sister Isabel: Mother, hearken not....
Don Juan Tenorio: Hearken not....
Sister Isabel: To this lying spirit.
Don Juan Tenorio: To this spirit drugged with dreams.
Sister Isabel: Else you will forfeit....
Don Juan Tenorio: Else you will forfeit....
Sister Isabel: Your immortal soul.
Don Juan Tenorio: Your immortal body.