(Takes a momentary pause; seeming to mentally take a step back for a moment): 
See? That’s your problem, right there! You always pass off blame when you know you were in the wrong! And now, after all of these years later, you’re still exactly who you were back then: just a womanizing pedazo de mierda!

Let’s split this up. You take the left side of the street, I’ll take the right. Gather up as many people as you can in one trip and take them over to higher elevation over there on top of that hill. Once you’re done, come straight back and we’ll continue this until we gather everyone.  

Exactly! ...That’s the way I feel when I look around, now knowing we live in a world where people like us who have the capability to help others, who may not be as fortunate as us. After having done this for 6 years, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that this is what I am supposed to do. As you said, I don’t think about it---I just know this is my duty to help others, especially when we’ve both been there ourselves, even if at just one point in our lives.
(Solemnly, but with conviction at her root):

And I want to ensure that people don’t feel like they’re helpless against something that’s beyond their control… to feel like someone is always there watching their backs… even when they might think no one will come to help them when things get rough.. I… um… Hope you kinda understand what I’m meaning..