Anselmo: That sentry...he looks like a man from my village. He's very young. He must die?
Jordan: You couldn't do it, Anselmo?
Anselmo: I would kill the sentry, yes...considering the necessity of the bridge. But if I live later, I'll try to live in such a way, doing no harm to anyone, that it will be forgiven.
em Por Quem os Sinos Dobram (For Whom the Bell Tolls) de Sam Wood (1943).