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Zulu
When daggers are pointed at innocent hearts and muskets are ready to fire.
When tyrants ride high and govern with fear as the forces of evil
conspire. Then from out of the night a hero must rise.
The courage that even a mask won't disguise.
They turn to the man called Zorro.
One who's larger than life and defender of all. He's this man who the people
acclaim. He's the one who strikes back for the poor and oppressed.
A hero.
You sure these men can be trusted, Sergeant?
I will trust you with my life, Captain.
If word were to get out about this, it would be your life, Sergeant.
No one is to get in or out. Is that understood?
Si, alcalde.
Imagine. Over a thousand years old and once held by the great Charlemagne
himself. Our pueblo is blessed.
Blessed?
If we're going to get out, the great soul of Charlemagne is here.
Every thief in the territory will be paying us a visit.
A dual sword is as good as on that ship.
People of Los Angeles, I have great pleasure to introduce to you my
acting troupe.
I am Don Alfonso Bautista Alvarado de Figaro, actor, singer,
dancer, and...
Emperor Extraordinary.
First, my luscious and talented leading lady, Arcadia, Empress
of the European State.
And, of course, villain supreme, Demetrius.
And last but not least, Vespian Nonpareil.
Tomorrow night, we shall present the romantic tragedy, Nights in Madrid.
Tickets go on sale in the tavern this afternoon. Only two pesos each.
Thank you.
Be informed that in this pueblo there is a 50 pesos tax on all entertainment
companies. Who in tarnation are you?
Luis Ramon Calde.
You make me pay for the privilege of bringing you culture?
No wonder you have none.
However, when our first receipts are in, I shall.
The tax is to be prepaid.
No exceptions.
Well, that's a pity.
Nice in Madrid, it's a good little drama.
Well, I shan't be long with the pucker.
We'll have lunch at the tavern.
Senorita Escalante?
Yes, that is me. I am told that your tavern has been used for theatrical
On occasion.
But I am told that your pockets are empty, senor.
A temporary condition.
My troupe attracts a large audience of the cultural elite, the well -to -do,
eaters and the drinkers.
In return, will you provide us with two nights' room and ball?
What do you say?
I will think about it.
Oh, tell me, senorita.
How is it that no one has been able to capture this outlaw, Zorro?
Because Zorro is not an outlaw.
He's a friend of the people, but he's an obsession in the Alcalde's mind.
Come, Arcadia.
Let us take a closer look around this lovely Puebla while the senior agent
up her mind.
Let them have the rooms, Victoria.
Who knows? Don Alfonso might even drum up a little business.
A little fun.
I suppose you're right.
He is a likable fellow.
It's unfair the Alcalde won't let them perform without paying the entertainment
tax. They're just penniless actors trying to scrape together a living.
I may even lend them 50 pesos myself.
We must always remember those who are less fortunate than ourselves.
only have two pesos in his pocket, but he gives unselfishly to others.
Inside that little man is a big heart, Felipe.
Allow me one performance of Nights in Madrid, and I promise to deliver Zorro
your lances.
Preposterous!
You're not going to trick me into allowing your wretched little troupe
without paying my tax.
But the reward of 6 ,000 pesos still stands.
It is in this very room.
So, you're a bounty hunter, too? Are you sure you're, shall we say,
equipped? Like all the other idiots who doubt my skill. You measure ability as
if it were a shoe size.
Brains. Not brawn will be the downfall of sorrow.
But, if you are not interested...
Senors?
Ah, you startled me, Senorita.
I have a trunk, Alcalde, and I wondered if you knew of a safe place I might put
it overnight.
Secret hiding place for fools.
It's usually near and needs no tools.
Over here.
Is Chico by the church?
No, he's over here.
It's all a commotion, son. I hope Diego, the sorrow reward is missing.
All 6 ,000 pesos.
The Alcante has sealed off the Pueblo.
Allow me to solve this mystery, Alcalde.
Get out before I put you behind bars.
What are you doing?
The thief was dark -haired, brown -eyed, no more than five feet three,
with the little finger of his left hand missing.
How do you know that, senor?
Don't encourage him, sergeant.
French club.
Entered here, left the same room.
I locked the window, Alcalde.
He gets to here.
Someone's coming. He wrote this.
Noted, but quickly, accordingly lighter.
He knew you sealed off the Pueblo, so he hid the box
here, planning to reclaim it later.
Forgive me for ever doubting you. Can I make amends at lunch?
My pleasure, Alcalde. But first, allow me a word with Arcadia.
Yes, Felipe.
There's more to Don Alfonso than we thought.
A little lip -reading, if you please.
We really pulled one over the Alcalde's eyes that time.
But how will we get all those lancers out of the jail, my love? Zorro, the
Alcalde's obsession with capturing him will bring us the jeweled sword.
I'm sorry, Alfonso, but you'll find it hard to convince me that one single
performance of knights in Madrid guarantees Zorro's appearance, let alone
capture. I can reveal my plan to no one.
Have faith, Alcalde.
You must trust me as you've never trusted anyone before.
Zorro will be here.
Hear yourself say it. Those wonderful words.
Zorro will be here, and Zorro will be captured.
Zorro will be here, and Zorro will be captured.
You must place every lancer in the Pueblo around the tavern tonight, and
cannot fail to get him. Say it.
I cannot fail to get him on stage in front of the leading people of the
The idea is irresistible.
Exactly.
I think Zorro will be going to the theater tonight.
Ladies and gentlemen, knights in Madrid.
Prince Pietro has told Elizabeth that he will force her into marriage, unaware
that the ones she really loves, the handsome and dashing Mariano,
is hiding close by.
Nay, Pietro, I cannot love you.
Don't move, or you'll feel the sting of Zorro's sword.
Zorro,
what are you doing here?
The outcast is expecting you at the tavern.
Don't turn around.
I don't have to turn around, Zorro.
I will recognize your voice anywhere.
Are you hungry?
I have no objections if you want a bite of my chicken.
The widow Elena makes this special sauce which she puts on the chicken.
It is nothing short of sensational.
It was a recipe, Zorro.
It was handed down by her mother, from her mother, who got it from her great
-grandmother.
Why go back to the tavern? Let's get the others and make a break for it. I'd be
hounded all over the territory.
We have the perfect alibi.
Are you hungry?
You have really disappointed me, Zorro.
The Alcalde said you would be coming back after the sword, but I myself
it.
Zorro, how could you be standing there and jab me in the back at the same time?
Where is the jeweled sword, Amiga? You just told it.
and deceased cruel prince. Yes, Troll.
I can stand it no more.
My sentiments exactly.
Zorro.
It was right.
Zorro did come.
Blanchard!
We wouldn't want to be interrupted, would we?
From the back, men!
They'll find that bard, too.
What do you want?
I am about to be accused of a crime I did not commit.
What crime?
Zorro took the sword!
That crime.
What are you doing here, Zorro? I came to ask Don Alfonso what he's done with
the jeweled sword of Charlemagne.
What is he talking about?
The man's mad.
I couldn't possibly steal the sword.
I was on stage the entire time.
Ah, now, Don Alfonso.
We all know that the art of an actor is to deceive.
It's not due with the sword of Charlemagne. It's far too valuable.
You can't.
I can.
Stand there and do something.
Give it back, my friend.
Come and get it.
Victoria.
When the occult comes around, please return this to him.
Forgive my haste.
I want his heart and his lips, and all he gives me is this ugly old sword.
Let's get out of this town.
You should be ashamed of yourself, Alfonso.
Squandering your natural gifts.
Maybe if I had your size, Zorro, I could become a champion of the people, like
you.
Now, you know that a truly big man is large in spirit, not in body.
In deeds, not words.
Oh, well, none of that matters anymore anyway.
You're going to turn us over to the Alcalde.
Oh, I don't go out of my way to assist the Alcalde.
Besides, I suspect you're a better person than you think you are.
You could have let those lances attack me and then the confusion made off with
the sword.
It did occur to me, but then I thought what the Alcalde might do to you if he
ever got his hands on you.
Yes, it's not a pleasant thought.
You also deserve better than rotting in his jail.
Maybe we can strike a bargain.
What kind of bargain?
You and your friends are free to go.
On condition there be no more escapades like this.
Use your talents to help those less fortunate than yourself, Alfonso.
And you and I will no longer be adversaries.
Oh, well, that would please me.
I never really enjoyed being a thief anyway.
Blasts of the jewel sword.
Thank goodness. Thank Zorro.
Oh, Senorita, please. Not that laughable story again.
How many times do I have to tell you, Alcaldi? It was Zorro who gave the
To you?
In order to give it to me?
Yes, and chicken pie has been fluffed.
I hear you've had no luck tracking down Senor DeFigueroa and his accomplices.
Sounds like a pretty slippery customer.
I'll find him.
The 6 ,000 pesos he stole from me.
Zorro's bounty money.
How could that be?
Because the box that he found over there against the wall was full of lead
counterfeit. How he managed to pull that switch is beyond me.
As are so many things.
Oh, Diego, by the way, did you know that the padre found a very large donation
in the poor box this morning?
6 ,000 pesos, to be exact.
Do you suppose that little rascal Alfonso had a change of mind?
No, Father, I think maybe he found his heart.
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