The Mask of Zorro - English Transcript

Come on, Alejandro! It is my turn! Let me see. Freedom! Freedom! Hey! What are you doing cutting holes in my wagon? I am sorry, Senor Lopez. We were just waiting for Zorro. {\i1}Go home, muchachos.{\i} Do you think he is really going to come, Senor Lopez? Someone thinks he will. Joaquin, Alejandro, once I carved coffins for your mother and father. I would hate to carve ones for you. Now, go! This is no place for you. Now get back to the mission. Come on! Don Montero, for the love of God, why are you still here? Now, now, Don Luiz. Calm, calm. Santa Anna's men are three miles from the town. You have to go, sir. Now. The government of Spain would like to thank you for your devoted service. This land is the property of the Spanish government. And in two hours' time it will be the property of the Mexican government... unless I hand them over to you. I am well acquainted with Santa Anna. He will realize that the dons will be dutiful taxpayers... and he will respect your claims. The rest of Alta California I have divided up equally among the other dons. I trust that you will make sure that all of them receive their grants. Get the children out of the plaza immediately! The children should never have to see the things we do. I want to see! Put me down! I saw him. I Saw Zorro. Come here. Who are these men that you would risk your life to have them killed? Who are they? I have no idea. Three peasants pulled at random from the crowd. Where is he? Go. Come on. My thanks to you gentlemen. Now, if you will excuse me, I'm missing my own party. Kill him! You would *** three innocent men just to capture me? I would *** a hundred innocent men if it meant killing you. Three men, three cuts. A small memento of Mexico, Rafael... to remind you not to return. Tornado, my old friend, you're getting too old for this. Yes, me too. But the good prince was not afraid of the evil king. He raced across the drawbridge, fighting off a hundred guards. And then, looking very handsome and dashing in the late afternoon sun... he leapt onto the balcony... and thrust his enchanted sword under the king's chin. "You would kill three innocent men," he demanded, "just to capture me?" "Yes." Then suddenly, lightning flashed and a mighty thunder shocked the wasted land. And the evil king glared at the good prince and said... Something very forgettable. And the good prince? What did he do? Well, he leapt from the balcony onto his faithful old steed Tornado... and raced home to his beautiful wife Esperanza... and to his little child Elena... never to do anything so foolish or dangerous again. She loves to hear your stories. Oh, it's only the sound of my voice. One day she'II have no time for them. I never tire of them. Why should she? She already has your strength. Today she broke the little clay horse you made for her. It's just a scratch. It's all right. - Diego, you promised me. - I know. No more nights waiting up, praying you'II come home alive. The Spaniards are going home. Today is Zorro's Last ride. From now on we'II grow old together with our five children. - Five? - Yeah. Not enough? I love you. Dona de la Vega, still as beautiful as ever. Don Rafael, what an honor. The governor in my home. You will stay for dinner, of course. I have come to apologize, Esperanza. I am sorry that I could not protect this country... from the peasants who have overrun it. I'm sorry that I couldn't make you love me. And I'm sorry that I have to leave you without a husband. Arrest him. Blood never lies, Zorro. You're a traitor to your country and your class. Take him away. Wait! I would never have let any harm come to her. She was never yours to protect. I want you to live with the knowledge you have lost everything you hold dear. I want you to suffer as I have suffered... knowing that your child should have been mine. Let me hold her. Let me hold her! She has her mother's eyes. You'll never be rid of me! {\i1}Caught the bandits, plain to see{\i} {\i1}They're tough and they're mean But don't scare me{\i} {\i1}Stayed on their track Bringin' 'em back{\i} {\i1}So pay the bounty now to me{\i} {\i1}'Cause{\i} {\i1}'Cause{\i} {\i1}Nobody's tough as Jack Nobody's tough as Jack{\i} Now you're gettin' her. Like I done told ya, singin' can lighten your terrible load. Come one! Come all! For the fright of your life! See the notorious Murrieta brothers! Robbers! Horse thieves! Bandits! People of the worst sort! Gather 'round! Garcia. It's the Murrieta brothers. Get over here, you mangy trash. These men are now in the custody of Corporal Armando Garcia... and we will take them the rest of the way. You can claim your bounty in Tlaxco. Yeah, when bulls start wearin' bloomers. - How much are we worth? - Get out. All figured, about 200 pesos. Two hundred pesos? That's it? After all the payrolls we've robbed? A lousy 200 pesos apiece! That's all we're worth? - We're wasting time. - That's 200 pesos for the both of ya. What? Are you crazy? Don't take it, Jack! Touch my brother again, and I'II kill you. Yes, he will. Hey, I thought you were tied up. That's because you're stupid. Drop it! Drop it! They got a strongbox on the wagon. We know. That's why we came. Lousy 200 pesos. That cheat. It is a fact, that I, the legendary Three-Fingered Jack, ain't mentioned. I ain't even mentioned. And ain't! The one that figured to kidnap the mayor from his own outhouse? I tell you, I am the holy guts of this gang. Without me, the whole dang opera fall sapart. - Come on. Come on. - Go! Go! Come on! Get up! Get up! Go. Go. I want you to know I consider this an honor. Bury the body. Bag the head. Of course I have feelings for you. Yes. Yes. But quick. Hide in the barn. He is coming. What do you want? Please! Don't touch me! What do you want? Who are you? Don Rafael. Listen to me. If any one of you is or ever was that masked man... all dressed in black known as Zorro... reveal himself now. I am Zorro! They took my mask. - My sword, my horse! - Silence! You old fool. I am Zorro! I am the man you want! - I am the original! - Liar! - Liar! - The first! I am the root! Anyone can see you are too tall! I am the first! I am Zorro! Get him out of here before he starts to stink. Did you find him? He's dead. Back to the boat. I need some sleep before landing tomorrow. The governor has returned! Welcome home, Rafael. It has been too long. Too long, my friend. You said once you favored me above all. Consider this a fool's apology for ever doubting you. Come. A crowd has gathered to greet you. - Don Pedro. - Don Rafael, welcome. - You're looking well. - Thank you. - Don Hector. - Welcome back, sir. Don Julio. Gentlemen. Please! Please! I know that you are not really happy to see me. So let us all stop pretending, shall we? You think I don't know that you've been paid, even threatened... to come out in the hot sun and greet me? I understand exactly how you feel. Why should you care about any of your leaders, past or present? What did they ever do for you? The Spaniards oppressed you. The Mexicans ignored you. And the dons? Well, the dons, the dons. The dons seem merely content to cheat and lie to you. In fact, I put it to you. Who in your entire history has ever helped you? Zorro fought for the people. Ah, yes, Zorro. Where is he now, Padre... your masked friend? Unless I'm mistaken, he hasn't shown himself in 20 years. Twenty years! People of California... the time has come to take our destiny into our own hands... not as Spaniards, not as Mexicans... but as Californians! I stand here before you today with no mask... only a pledge... a solemn pledge that I will never abandon you. And you have my word, the word of Rafael Montero... that I will do everything within my power to help you fight... for a free and independent California! Father! Gentlemen, allow me to introduce my daughter Elena. Thank you. Can anyone tell me what this flower is? I know this scent. It's called romneya, but it only grows in California. And I believe this is your first visit to our shores. Yes. More whiskey... or whatever you call this. I don't wanna see the bottom of this glass, huh? - Money first. - Money first. Wait, wait, wait! - What about this? - Silver! Of course, silver. The finest. Where did you get that? It's none of your business. Where did you get it? It was my brother's. He's dead. I'm sorry. You're sorry? Why should you be sorry? You should not trade something like that for a mere glass of whiskey. Why not? You think I could get two? Who's that? That's the man who killed my brother. You're drunk and angry, in no condition to fight a professional soldier. Get out of my way, old man. Care to try again? You're welcome. For what? For saving your life. - I would have killed him. - No, not today. He is trained to kill. You seem trained to drink. Yes, my friend, you would have fought very bravely and died very quickly. Who, then, would avenge your brother? I would have found a way. I've never lost a fight. Except to a crippled old man just now. What is your name? You know, there is a saying, a very old saying. "When the pupil is ready, the master will appear." Now, if you want to kill this man, I can help you. I can teach you how, how to move, how to think... how to take your revenge with honor and live to celebrate it. But it will take dedication. It will take time. Why are you so eager to help me? Because once a long time ago... you did the same for me. I can't believe it. I never thought that one day... I would be standing in the lair of the fox... in the lair of Zorro. Yeah, this place was devoted to the training of Zorro. Where were you all these years? I thought you were dead. I was dead, and we will leave it at that. I remember the last time I saw you in the square... fighting a hundred men. - A hundred men? - I do not forget. You were the greatest swordsman who ever lived. Yes. Rafael Montero was the governor of California then. Do you remember him? What? Rafael Montero. Do you remember him? Yes. His soldiers killed many... and he was the sworn enemy of Zorro. You. Montero's come back. Good. Then you can kill him. No, there are complications. Too many complications for me to ignore. What complications? I can see we're not gonna spend much time talking. Montero has some plan, some design for California. Otherwise, he would not have retained the services of your Captain Love. We must find out what that design is. And then what? Oh, if you are ready... we will both tempt our fates. Let's go then! Do you know how to use that thing? Yes. The pointy end goes into the other man. Yeah. This is going to take a lot of work. This is called a training circle, a master's whee! This circle will be your world, your whole life. Until I tell you otherwise, there is nothing outside of it. {\i1}- Capitan Love is out... - There is nothing outside of it.{\i} Captain Love does not exist until I say he exists. As your skill with a sword improves... you will progress to a smaller circle. With each new circle, your world contracts... bringing you that much closer to your adversary, to retribution. I like that part. Shall we? Slow! Attack slow. Attack! Slow! Again! Slow! Let's try and... Slow, like... Good. Good. - That is good. - Thank you. Attack. Good! Time for a drink. Perfect. Do it again. One, five, three! Six, four, two! And lunge! Over-lunged! Lesson number one: Never attack in anger. Lesson number two? Come with me. What? So, what is lesson number three? To get to lesson number four. Again? Whoa. Whoa. Black Andalusian. Magnificent. Looks like your old horse Tornado. Quiet. Quiet. Damn horse! What are you doing, huh? What are you doing? I'll see you tonight. Zorro, you look better than ever. Be careful, senorita. There are dangerous men about. Well... If you see any, be sure to point them out. Everybody's in! Listen. I'm going to give you the great honor... of being my horse. We are like one spirit. Damn it! Damn it, stop! Go! Go, go, go! Get him! Kill him. Zorro! The legend has returned! Don't yell. I need sanctuary, Father. You don't know me, so... Zorro? Of course I know you. Is it really you? I must say, the years have been far kinder to you than to me. I have no time to talk now. Father, please hide me. Come. It's just like the old days. Padre, is that you? Is everything all right? It sounds like there is a battle going on. Don't worry, my dear. You are safe in the house of the Lord. Of course, Padre. Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been three days since my last confession. How many sins could you have committed in three days? Come back when you have more time, please. Excuse me? Listen, senorita... Please... go on. I have broken the fourth commandment, Padre. - You killed somebody? - That is not the fourth commandment. Of course not. In what way did you break the most sacred... of commandments? I dishonored my father. That is not so bad. Maybe your father deserved it. What did you say? I said, tell me more, my child. Well, I try to behave properly... the way my father would like me to... but I'm afraid my heart is too wild. - Too wild? - Yes. Could you be a little more specific about that? I had impure thoughts about a man. I think he was a bandit or something. He wore a black mask. He had a deep voice? Yes. Ruggedly handsome? I do not know. His face was half-covered. But something in his eyes captured me. Captured you. I felt warm and feverish. Lustful? Yes. Lustful. Forgive me. I forgive you. Look over there, by the altar! Go the other way. He has to be here. Search everything. The chapel, the loft, the rectory, all of it. This is a house of God. Don't worry, Padre. We'll be gone by the time He gets back. Senorita, you have done nothing wrong. The only sin would be to deny what your heart truly feels. Now go. Elena! - What are you doing here? - I was confessing. - Confessing? - Yes. To whom? The priest is here. Stand back, Elena. Please. Out of respect for Miss Montero... I'll deal with you later. Horse! Come here! Blackie! Thunder! {\i1}Storm! Stupido! Get over here now!{\i} I warn you. I'll get another horse. So... what do you think? Sir. Sir. {\i1}I got the black stallion. I carved a "Z" in the cuartel.{\i} Don Diego, the people will be speaking the name of Zorro again. Stealing horses and marking walls makes you worthy enough to wear that mask? Be careful. You're a thief, Alejandro. A pitiful clown. Zorro was a servant of the people. He was not a seeker of fame like you. A buffoon. Zorro did what was needed. And now he's needed again. I didn't ask for your help in the cantina... but I came here to learn how to fight like you... to have your strength, your courage. Now, when I try to use them, you slap me down? Let me tell you something: I am tired of all your training, your lecturing. I am tired of waiting for you to tell me I am ready. I have my own scores to settle... a new life to find. I thought I could do it here... but I was wrong. Alejandro! Choose your weapon. Montero has invited every don in California... to a banquet at his hacienda. If you want to be of service, you can join them as a spy. I think I do not understand, sir. You have passion, and your skill is growing... but to enter Montero's world I must give you something... which is completely beyond your reach. Oh, yes? And what is that? Charm. What is that? Convince Montero that you're a gentleman of stature... and he will let you into his circle. Me? A gentleman? This is gonna take a lot of work. Yes. Look at me. I look like a butterfly. This is the most stupid thing I've ever done. I doubt that. - We'll never get away with this. - Yes, we will. A nobleman is nothing but a man who says one thing... and thinks another. What if Montero realizes who you are? Montero thinks of himself as a true nobleman. He will never look a servant in the eye. Listen to me. Listen to me! The most important thing of all... Do not let the dons leave the table without you. - Yes. - Good. And good luck tonight. Thank you. Stand up straight. Charm. Don Rafael Montero? Good evening. I am Don Alejandro del Castilloy Garcia. Formal greeting of the Spanish court. I've not seen that in years. My father was very strict in matters of etiquette. Who is your father? Don Bartolo del Castillo. I have heard of Don Bartolo, but I've never met him. I arrived last week from Spain... by way of Paris, Lisbon and San Francisco. I am inspecting my family's holdings. Queen Isabella of Spain has been very generous to us. Very impressive. What brings you to my door? When I heard you were back in California... I knew I must introduce myself. Her Royal Highness speaks very highly of you. Really? I was under the impression I was out of favor with the Spanish court... since California was lost to Mexico. Only in certain circles. Her Majesty knows those unfortunate events were clearly no fault of yours. She also told me this province is still a land of opportunity... for a man of vision. And you are a man of vision? I am a man in search of a vision. But my timing is unfortunate. I have interrupted a party. Perhaps I could call again? No, no. It would honor me for you to join us. It would honor me to do so, sir. Please allow me to introduce my daughter Elena. Of course. Charmed. I'm afraid I have brought no gift for the hostess. Wait a moment. - Thank you. - My pleasure. Bernardo, pick up your feet. Don Alejandro. My father and I Would like you to join us at our table. I would be delighted, senorita. Don Alejandro, I'm so pleased you could join us. Gentlemen, allow me to introduce Don Alejandro del Castillo y Garcia... recently returned from Spain. And this is Captain Harrison Love. Not a don, but certainly a kindred spirit. Are you not the man who was chasing a legendary bandit recently? He was hardly legendary. So you caught him? It's only a matter of time. Well, the bandit may have escaped... but the rest of us will certainly think twice... before going to confession. Thank you. With all due respect, Don Hector, I disagree. Until these people are free to govern themselves... we will see many more "Z"s carved into walls. Don Alejandro, what do you think? I think... sheep will always need a shepherd... but certainly not this Zorro creature. He probably wears the mask to hide his bald head and unsightly features. There are some who would call him heroic. Heroism. A romantic illusion. - Much like nobility. - Elena, that is enough. Myself, I would think heroism is something to aspire to, not sneer at. All that playing with swords... shooting guns, racing around with horses... gives me a frightful headache. Such sweaty pursuits are hardly the work of a gentleman. And what is? Climbing in and out of carriages? No, my dear. But increasing one's holdings so as to provide lavish comfort... for young ladies... such as yourself. A woman's grasp of politics. What can I say? Well, we're at a party, aren't we? Elena, may I have the honor of this dance? I would be glad to. Yes? Were you looking for something? A sense of the miraculous in everyday life. Oh, really. Well, why don't you try looking someplace else? The lady and I were trying to dance. You were trying. She was succeeding. {\i1}Forgive me, Capitan.{\i} A shameless joke at your expense... and I hope it will not be the last. Don Rafael wants you back at his table... now. Would you care to try something more robust? Or do you feel unequal to the task? No, on the contrary, Don Alejandro. I think only of your distaste for perspiration. Maestro. Well, that is the way they are dancing in Madrid these days. Excuse me, Don Rafael. I need to catch my breath. Your daughter is a very spirited dancer. "Spirited." Thank you for putting it so delicately. I apologize if you were offended. Oh, no, no, no, no. Completely unnecessary, I assure you. She is young and impulsive. But her beauty is beyond compare... and she has her father's commanding presence. As an advisor to Her Royal Highness in matters of finance... it would be my pleasure to introduce you both at court. Join us in the courtyard. There's something I'd like to share with you. What is that? A vision. Fellow dons of California... all of us here can recall the golden years when we ruled this country. We commanded respect as noblemen, and we amassed a great deal of wealth... but there was something we never achieved. We never determined our own destiny. Well, the time has come. Time to claim what always should have been ours. My friends... I give you the independent Republic of California. Don Rafael, every man here owes you something. The land you gave us made us all wealthy men. However, we must question your motives. The day you arrived on the beach you made us all look like fools. That is absurd, Don Pedro. I was merely playing to the crowd. And what are you doing now if not "playing to the crowd"? Now you're inciting us to raise arms against Santa Anna... when you know perfectly well we could never defeat his army. I was not suggesting that we fight him for California. I was suggesting that we buy it from him. Santa Anna is waging a very expensive war with the United States... and is increasingly short of money. Even if we al! Combined our fortunes... we could not come up with enough money to buy this country from Santa Anna. I have already brokered a deal with him. You're living in a dream, Montero. And why don't we all live in the same dream together? Meet me here tomorrow morning, gentlemen... for a journey that will open your eyes and lay all your doubts to rest. My friends, I give you... Eldorado. Technically, of course, all this gold belongs to Santa Anna... but fortunately, for us, he's completely unaware of its existence. For the deception to work, all these bars... have been marked with the Spanish seal so he'll think they've come from Spain. You see now, gentlemen? Is it becoming clearer to you? Two days from now we will buy this country from Santa Anna... and we will buy it with gold dug from his own land. Where did you find all these people? Anywhere we wanted. Brilliant. It's only part of the mining process. At first we were just picking it up off the ground, but now we're blasting. So, this is the future of California, huh? This is my vision, yes. Up here! Well, now ain't you a sight for sore eyes. Full-grown vultures walkin' around like real folk. Welcome! Welcome to hell's outhouse. They call us "the disappeared ones." But, as you can see, we ain't exactly disappeared. - We just been a little hard to find. - Wait! You. I know you. You bet you do, peckerwood. I'm the legendary Three-Fingered Jack... and you are a bunch of murderin' trash... dressed up in fancy, sweet-smellin' doodads. Ignore him, gentlemen. He's a common thief. As common as they come. But I ain't nothin' compared to you gentlemen. I steal gold. I steal money. But you, you steal people's lives. So damn ya... and damn the horse that brung ya! "Peckerwood"? Is there something amusing, Captain? Strange, I'd say. That's the second time I've shot him while he was flying through the air. I need to speak with you at the hacienda... alone. Some other time, perhaps. Today. Alone. Good afternoon, Bernardo. Good afternoon, senorita. Your voice is so calming. He's high-spirited. He needs to hear something soothing. Yes, I understand. How long have you served Don Alejandro? Sometimes it seems interminable. - I'm sorry. I speak out of place. - Do not worry, Bernardo. He will not hear it from me. Don Alejandro confuses me. Sometimes he seems so arrogant, so superior. And yet the way that he looks at me... the way that he dances with me... as if he were two completely different men. Yes. You look so much like your mother. How would you know that? Well... I don't see much of Don Rafael in you. I know my father wishes I acted more like her. She was very proper, my mother. Always appropriate. Is that how he describes her? Yes. But sometimes I do not believe him. She was more like you. Perhaps. It would be a way of knowing her. {\i1}My ninera once told me...{\i} that the departed can see you in the moonlight. So when I was young I used to sneak out at night... and ride my horse across Andalusia... and wave at the sky so she would know it was me. How did she die? Giving birth to me. My father rarely speaks of her. I think he finds it too painful. Yes. I know what it is like to lose a loved one. You? Yes. A daughter. Long ago. When I see you I remember what it felt like to be a father. I'm sure your mother would be very proud of you, senorita. Thank you. Bernardo, I have to ask you: Have we ever met before? Why would you think that? I don't know. It's strange. Your voice seems so familiar, somehow. Well, I haven't been to Spain since before you were born. Of course. Well, it's a very pleasant voice. Thank you. Good day, Bernardo. Good day... Elena. Did you know that the Compa Indians of Central Peru... used to cannibalize their slain enemies in order to absorb their power? The eyes, in particular, were most sought-after. To be able to see through the eyes of an enemy... is a valuable thing. Where are my manners? Care for something to drink? No? A different vintage, perhaps. {\i1}You're a very sick person, Capitan Love.{\i} Heads in water jars, hands in wine pitchers... must strike you as odd, Isuppose. Well, for one thing, I think you ought to fire your housekeeper. Who is he? An enemy. He has a brother out there who will share the same fate. I wish you luck. To your health. Murrieta's brother or not... you are more than you pretend to be. Maybe someday... I will see what I look like through your eyes... {\i1}Capitan Love.{\i} Oh, it is beautiful. Excuse me. How much does it cost? It is a gift, she says, in honor of your mother. My mother? She loved your mother. Tell her she must be mistaken. My mother died long ago in Spain. She says there is no mistaking the daughter... of Esperanza and Diego de la Vega. She says she was your nanny. She hung flowers on your crib when you were little. I'm sorry. I cannot accept it. Alejandro, listen to me. Can you find your way back to the mine? The carriage windows were all covered. - He didn't even trust his own dons. - Nor would I. You must go to Montero's house tonight... break into his study, find anything that will tell us what his plans are. People at the mine are dying... and all I can think of is... {\i1}Capitan Love.{\i} He will come into your circle soon enough. You need not chase him. - I miss my brother. - Your brother is dead. We lose the ones we love. We cannot change it. Put it aside. How? How can I do what is needed... when all I feel is... hate? You hide it... with this. Santa Anna has agreed to the transfer at noon, the day after tomorrow... but he insists we deliver the gold five miles north of town. Captain Love? It's a safe distance from the mine. The bars are stamped and ready. I don't foresee a problem. Tell him we agree. You've done well, Luiz. Very well. To the independent Republic of California. Don Rafael! Did you send men to the hills? Double the guard at the wal!? Yes, yes, of course. - After all If it's only one man... - It isn't just one man. It's Zorro. And he knows about the mine. Otherwise he wouldn't be here tonight. - How could he possibly... - It doesn't matter how. You don't seem to grasp the situation. If Santa Anna finds out we've paid him in gold stolen from his own land... he will have us butchered like cattle. Do you understand? Then we should destroy the evidence. Set explosives, bury the mine. And the workers? We destroy all the evidence, Don Rafael. No witnesses. Make sure those papers are locked up. Guards! The much-debated Zorro. No. The legendary Zorro. Put down your weapons! Tell them. Do as he says. Allow me. Come. Stop. Face the window. Now bend down and touch your toes. Bend over. {\i1}Would you excuse me, Capitan Love?{\i} Thank you. Kill him. Good morning, senor. Good morning, senorita. - Give it back. - What? Whatever you have stolen from my father, I want it back. Give it to me! Come on now. I don't have the time to give you the proper instruction. I have had the proper instruction since I was four. Not bad. Not bad at all. This will make it more difficult. Senorita... Don't move. Do you surrender? Never. But I may scream. I understand. Sometimes I have that effect. Excuse me. Good-bye, senorita. What are you doing here? What happened? Zorro. Zorro was here. I fought him, and he left. He left! Do you recognize him? But he was young and vigorous. He was very vigorous, Father. - Vigorous. - Yes. Let's go. Go! Here. This is the canyon. That is where the mine is. They have... 25, 30 guards at most. - Nothing that Zorro can't overcome. - I'm not going with you. What? I'm not going with you. There's something I must do. It's a personal matter. What about the prisoners? There's nothing more I can do for them. Nothing you will do. I gave my life to them. In return, I lost everything. My wife was murdered before my eyes and my child was stolen... to be raised by my mortal enemy. Montero? Elena. She's your daughter. Yes. She was. So... you will simply take your revenge. No, I will take my daughter. And don't pretend she means nothing to you. Well she does. But you taught me to see beyond personal feelings. Remember? Was that all a lie? - You're too young to understand. - To understand what? Betrayal? All the work, all the training, all the wise words, for what? To smile in the face of my brother's killer while you make your own plans? Alejandro, I taught you everything you need to survive. Now I must look to my own heart. Elena is all I have left. I'm not going to lose her again. What about California? What about the people? They still have Zorro. I have every inch of the countryside covered. If he shows himself... Are you all right? - Do you have the map? - We'll find it. Is your army ready to fight Santa Anna's? - No, sir. - Then of course, I'm not all right. I'm really beginning to wonder if you want this operation to succeed at all. - Just what are you saying, Don Rafael? - What I'm saying, Captain... is that I think my horse could run this army better than you. I said I'll find him. That means I will. Perhaps I can save you the trouble. Go on. Reach for it, Captain. Who are you? I warned you long ago, Rafael... that you would never be rid of me. De la Vega. Rafael. You were not the Zorro I saw last night. That was your master, Don Alejandro. Yes. But there are many who would proudly wear the mask of Zorro. Either way, it's of little consequence. Events have been set in motion that you cannot stop. I'm not here to stop you. Call for Elena. Call her. Captain... bring my daughter. Bring her to me! You cannot imagine, Rafael... how I have dreamed of this moment. Night and day, 20 long years. Really? I haven't given you a second thought. If I die, Dela Vega, the truth dies with me. We shall see. Father! Bernardo, what are you doing? Tell her, Rafael. Tell me what? What is going on? Tell her who her real father is. What is he saying? This... unfortunate man lost a daughter once. It has driven him mad, and now he seeks to claim you for his own. Tell her... how her mother died. Your daughter is lost, de la Vega. You cannot have mine. De la Vega? A woman in town, she told me. Diego de la Vega? Father? His name is of no consequence... {\i1}I was told my ninera used to hang something on my crib.{\i} Yes. She had her hang fresh flowers... No! No! Let us finish it, Rafael. Let us finish what we started the night Esperanza died. Drop your sword... or I will have you shot... even in the presence of my daughter. Please. They were flowers. Romneya. She knows. Water! Lock 'em up! The fuses are burning. Hurry it up. Let's go! Wait here! Secure the wagon. Stay alert. Only one question. Really? What is that? How would you like your remains displayed? Now I am free... to kill you. Drop the sword. Drop it. You really think I would have killed my own child? Did you miss me? Elena! Get them out! "M"... for Murrieta. Two men. One dead! You're doing well. Your brother would have shot himself by now. Is it finished? Yes, Don Diego. It's finished. Not for Zorro. There will be other days, other battles to fight. It is your curse and destiny. My beautiful Elena. The world is a strange place. To have found you at last, only to lose you again. You will never lose me... Father. You are like your mother. Same eyes. Same mouth. Same spirit. My child. {\i1}And so it was.{\i} {\i1}Lightning split the sky.{\i} {\i1}Thunder shook the earth.{\i} {\i1}Then all was quiet.{\i} The great warrior known as Zorro... was gone. The people of the land gave him a hero's funeral. The largest anyone had ever seen. They came from far and wide... to say farewell to the brave and noble champion. But don't worry, little Joaquin. Whenever great deeds are remembered... your grandfather will live on. For there must always, always be a Zorro. And someday, when he's needed... we will see him again... on his fearsome steed Tornado... riding like the wind... his sword blazing in the sun. Leaping, jumping, swinging through the air. Fighting like a lion. Fighting like a tiger. Fighting... As safely as possible. Is this your idea of putting the baby to sleep? Sleep tight, my son. When I sleep I will dream of this dashing rogue Zorro. But what face shall I give him? He has been many different men... but he has loved you as all of them. How can I refuse such a man? Do you know where I might find him? You know Zorro. He could be anywhere. There, there, my darling.