Sister Concepta: Ah, Colonel. Meditating on your murderous past, are you?
Colonel Mustard: What exactly are you driving at?
Sister Concepta: You trained mercenaries in the Upper Amazon, did you not? They attacked and wiped out an entire missionary settlement. All the natives were killed. That was my settlement, Colonel.
Colonel Mustard: I don't know what you're talking about.
Sister Concepta: Maybe you didn't give the order yourself, but those mercenaries were your soldiers, Colonel. I hold you responsible. You will pay.