Eliana (soñando, a 300 metros de altura...): ¡Look, you disgusting be­freckled fatman! I have a boyfriend! I have a boy­friend! And he doesn't have a trucker's belly like you!

Eliana (soñando): Yeah, cry, you poor wretch! After all these years now at last...!

Eliana (despierta repentinamente): IN THE NAME OF GOD! WHAT I'M DOING!? I CAN'T JUST FALL ASLEEP UP HERE!!! I'M GOING TO KILL MYSELF!!!

Eliana: But I'm so sleepy!!!

Eliana: ... I already passed the mountains. Certainly this place is close to Corinto. I'm getting close. The problem is that people live in this place... and they might see me.

Eliana: Eek! I hear gunshots, and cries of birds! There are bird hunters around here!

Eliana: I have no other choice. I'll have to continue by foot...

Eliana: And I was already starting to like it being up there...!