Don Hector Salamanca

ding ding hmm... hm! ding olhar mortal [Olá, cabron.]

Don Hector Salamanca: ding ding hmm... hm! ding death stare [Hello, cabron.]
You: Good evening, Don Salamanca.
Don Hector Salamanca: Ding Hmmm. hmmm! [Thank you, cabrion. I want to know if there is any progress with the business of the chicken man! He owes me respect and a lot of money. My patience is running out!]
You: Operations to take him out are still in the works, Don. We plan to put his restaurants on fire, as a clear war sign, and stop his trucks from circulating in our territory.
Don Hector Salamanca: ding ding hmm. hmm! [Good job, cabron! But I am tired of waiting. His business in my territory is an offense to me. A small fire in his restaurants is not yet revenge to make my patience worth it. I am old, and I don't want to die with debts unpaid. I give you my permission to go to New Mexico to kill the chicken man where he lives and burns his business to the ground. If we act quickly we can burn all his business in one night. Then we'll see who is the boss!]