For Whom the bell Tolls

Here's the bell tower on the old town hall.
It reminds me of a scene from a western where we open on a Mexican town, the bell swinging back and forth ringing out, kids running around.
Into town come the baddies, chewing cigars, spitting corks out of whisky bottles. Moustaches to the fore and sweat dripping down their faces.
The banditos laugh and fire guns into the air.
Villagers run for cover, bullets fly.
A Senorita falls over as she runs for cover.
In the sky a jet plane flies over?