Che Guevara: The peasant is like a wild flower in the forest, and the revolutionary like a bee. Neither can survive or propogate without the other. There is one essential difference between us and bees, however. In this hive, I will *not* tolerate drones!

[Che is falling behind on a march]
Fidel Castro: Stragglers are sure to die, don't you know that?
Che Guevara: I'm not a straggler, I'm your rear guard.
Fidel Castro: No you're not, you're the company doctor. See what you can do for the men with blistered feet. You've got ten minutes.
Che Guevara: (noticing enemy planes flying overhead) It's too late for chiropody. The buzzards are already circling.