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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 with courage that

even a mask won't disguise. They turn to the man.

larger than life and offender of all. Give this man who the people acclaim.

He's the one who strikes back for the poor and oppressed.

A hero whose name is Sorrow.

It's Sergeant Mendoza.

Hola, muchachos.

Hola, Sergeant.

How was the trip?

Oh, long, hot, and bumpy.

I would much rather be at the beach swimming with you.

And I would rather be riding.

Felipe is going to teach me how.

And then maybe I'll get to see some of the world. Even go to Santa Paula.

Ah, si, si. Then maybe, perhaps, the alcalde will let you run some errands

him. Do you know he sends me all the way to Santa Paula just to buy some new

silk neckties?

Si, si, Felipe, I know.

He is the alcalde. I am the sergeant.

If it's new neckties he wants, it's new neckties he's going to get.

Adios, muchachos.

Adios, sergeant.

Hasta luego.

the earth.

We can take them, Felipe.

I know they've got swords and guns, but we've got surprise.

We'll sneak up on them, cut their throat.

I have the pirates, Felipe.

And I'm going to kill them all.

All right, mate. Let's get moving.

Sergeant Mendoza?

You think he can handle all those pirates?

You're right. At least he's got a sword.

Hola, amigos.

Pirates! Back there!

Pirates? It's impossible.

We saw them.

Five pirates.

Five? Well, that's clearly a job for the garrison.

But they'll get away if we don't attack now.

You're not afraid, are you, Sergeant?

Afraid? Me?

Harrison to send a patrol to mop up after I am finished here.

And you're going to attack?

Well, let's just say I'm going to evaluate the situation.

I better tell the alcalde to make it two patrols.

Okay, you wait here. I'll go for help.

This is the platform of Los Angeles.

This is our camp here.

The treasure lies at least another four leagues from here. I figure it'll take

us a good day to get there.

Sepulveda, take two lances and go across the arroyo.

We'll give you the signal.

Where are you now?

Who put you onto our trail?

A couple of boys saw you. How would you like your skull crushed like a coconut?

What did these boys look like?

Just boys.

Brown hair.

Yellow hair.

Let's cut their throats and be done with it.

That's enough out of you. Enough indeed.

What?

Who the blazes are you?

By your mask, you're a bandit. By your saber, you're a fool.

You're entitled to your opinion, but I'm afraid you've missed the point.

Look how

bad I knew.

Pull him off.

Rough weather ahead, mates. Now make for a safe port.

Just one sergeant?

Si, mi alcalde, but we had to fight for our very lives.

Not even Zorro would have... Zorro?

He was there with him?

Well, not exactly.

Without that brigand in black, you think you'd have Jim Jarrett and James?

and Jared to you, barnacle worm.

Prepare the gallows, Sergeant.

But, Alcalde, what about the trial?

This man has a price in his head for plundering ships from Cuba to the

not to mention the murder of a merchant captain in Florida.

I never killed that man.

Yes, well, the Spanish crown has placed a reward on your head, a very sizable

reward.

Dead.

Or alive.

And dead is so much more convenient.

Take him away.

I'll never hang. My men won't let me.

You're a rabble against my lancers? For the treasure of Port -au -Prince, they'd

go against the Spanish Armada.

Take him away.

Captain Jack, the treasure of Port -au -Prince belongs to the King of Spain.

His conquistadors stole it from the Indian tribes down south.

Yes, well, your political misperceptions aside, if I were to know where that

treasure was, it would add a certain...

cachet to my name back in Madrid.

So, you tell me where it is, and you shall go free.

My mates will set me free.

Captain, this jail is heavily guarded.

Alcalde, the pirates. A patrol just saw them headed this way.

Really?

Sergeant, bring up the prison wagon.

We'll move Captain Jarrett to a place his mates will never find him.

Inmediatamente, Alcalde.

Eminent domain in the colonies.

Absolutely. This is our home.

It's not a jail.

Exactly. You see, it's perfect to keep him out of his shipmates' reach until I

can move him to San Diego.

Mendoza. Si. Make the hacienda secure.

You have guards posted outside?

Of course.

Then I doubt that these manacles are necessary.

Don Alejandro.

This man is a murderer.

I heard what you said.

But he still has to eat, doesn't he?

And it just so happens that we're about to sit down for dinner.

Oh, you're not going to feed him. He's an animal.

You're sure about this?

Captain Jarrett?

In our home, we treat people with dignity, sir.

I trust you'll return the favor and behave accordingly.

That I will, sir.

You have my word of honor.

Now, you either unchain this man or take him back to your jail and treat him as

you like.

Private your pistol.

Unchain him.

Both of you wait outside.

Captain Jarrett, dinner is served.

Señor Alcalde,

You're also welcome.

Sergeant Mendoza.

Sergeant Mendoza, I brought you some fresh tamales from the tavern.

Senorita Victoria, what is wrong?

Nothing wrong with me. Nothing at all.

Now we'll get big Jeremiah here.

Don't hurt her. Talk or she dies.

Pirates? I'll get the sergeant.

No, he's their hostage.

Get some men, hurry.

Lancers, lancers, see your horses.

Saying a whale ran your ship?

Aye. Four months later, dying of hunger and thirst, the first vessel to come

along flew the skull and crossbones.

It was join her crew or be left to die.

Really not much of a choice.

But I, being the young man I was, sort of...

fancied the adventure.

Oh, what unmitigated trite.

You're a bloodthirsty pirate came to Los Angeles out of simple greed.

Truth is, I came here on personal business.

Business.

None as the treasure of Puerto Prince, no less.

Fact is, there's no such treasure anywhere around here.

Senor. You've already said. I said what I said to keep myself alive.

I knew you valued a treasure far more than the little pittance on my head.

Well, if that's true, you're still worth just as much dead as alive.

Get Captain Jarrett free, or we run the little lady through.

My mates have come for me.

Stop the shooting.

There'll be no killing.

Now straighten up and get on in here.

I'll shoot the first man who moves.

I guess that'll be me.

Then you can answer to them.

Take Victoria to my quarters.

We'll go to the library.

Give me that.

I've been waiting to kill you.

You must pay for killing my father.

I never killed anyone.

I've got the proof right here.

I never had much schooling.

Sure wish I could read.

My mama wrote this.

She was dying.

It says my father was a hero, that he would stand up to any man, and that he

killed by a pirate they called Big Jim Jarrett.

Your mother told you that?

Was her name Bonifatio?

How... How did you know that?

your mother.

That's a lie! She hated pirates!

That's why she ran away.

And she took my boy with her.

A little boy she named Pepe.

My name is not Jarrett.

Your mother changed your name so that you wouldn't grow up and be like me.

I tried to find her and find you, but I couldn't.

I don't believe you!

Pepe!

Does a man risk his life for a lie?

He can't be my father.

Then I guess I'm just your prisoner, Pepe.

You... You're not going to try to escape.

A father who truly cares is the rarest of treasures.

Our soldiers will be returning soon.

I must go.

If we don't leave soon, you will be an orphan, Pepe. But you're a...

Aye, but I promise you, with your help and God's, I'll sail a straight course

from now on.

I'd just like a chance at being a father.

Those soldiers scattered like pelicans in a squad.

Well, they were no match for Zorro.

Zorro was here?

What's going on? What is all of this?

I found my father, Don Alejandro.

We came here for the treasure report of Prince.

That's some kid.

This isn't some kid.

This is my son.

And the treasure is still out there waiting to be found.

You told me there wasn't any treasure.

I also told you our pirates have a knack for bending the truth.

She's out there for the taking, mates.

Good luck and Godspeed.

Aren't you coming with us, Big Jim?

There'll be no coming back for you.

Aye.

But you'll be needing this.

Treasure map.

All right.

Let's go get it.

The treasure of Port -au -Prince is worth millions.

And you just gave away the map?

This is all the treasure Big Jim Jarrett needs for now.

And remember what I said about pirates and the truth?

That map, it was a fake.

You still have the real one?

Right in here.

Captain Jarrett, you're not safe here. Not once his lance has returned.

Oh, not to worry, Don Alejandro.

A man like this...

A man with a key to something as valuable as the treasure of Port -au

deserves a degree of clemency.

And what about the reward on his head?

Oh, a mere pittance compared to the value of a newfound friend.

Welcome to Los Angeles, Captain Jarrett.

You know, I have a few questions.

I was always interested in pirates, ever since I was a man.

Landon!