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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, our hero must rise The courage that
even a mask won't disguise.
They turn to the man called Zorro.
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!
I thought you said Don Diego was a good piano player.
And so he is. It was a sonata for four hands.
I knew that.
So, Sergeant, what did you think?
A little dull for me, Don Diego. I prefer music you can sing along with.
You know, perhaps even whistle.
I'll keep that in mind.
Thank you, Don Diego. How was your leg?
Improving daily, thank you.
You were very brave, Diego.
That bull would have wrecked the entire plaza if you hadn't distracted it.
Well, facing a bull with a broomstick may be more like stupidity than bravery.
What in the name of heaven?
Miguel,
what happened?
Bandits, padron.
They took four of your best horses.
I tried to stop them. Get him inside, Sargent.
Of all things, Mr. Mazzaro is needed the most.
Mendoza, stop idling. Mark at once.
Lad, sir.
I got it.
Did Sergeant Mendoza tell you about our unwelcome visitors last night?
Yes, the sergeant made a full report.
A full report?
I'm impressed to see such prompt action.
Well, you see, this morning we awoke to find several of our best horses missing
as well. Ah, I should have known.
Now, if you'll excuse us, we have business to which we must attend.
Well, if that business involves chasing those bandidos, I volunteer my services.
Excellent. And where's your son?
He's at home, nursing a broken leg.
Well, that's probably the best place for him.
Lancer, coming up.
This is a way to find the same idea, please.
It's impossible.
Sergeant Mendoza is absolutely right.
You and Julieta Macias are the most honest couple in Los Angeles.
Is that so?
Absolutely so.
Lancer, search the area.
Hola, Jose.
Good to see you.
I don't believe it. Look how my godchildren have grown.
Sepúlveda, check the corrupt.
Ah, Señora Macías.
As always, pleasure to see you again.
Gracias, Don Alejandro.
Don Alejandro, I don't understand. Is something wrong?
Unfortunately, yes. There are horse thieves in the area, and Alcalde is
his usual difficult self.
Ah, Rosita.
Alejandrito.
I don't think they recognize you, Don Alejandro.
Alcalde, over here. I found them, Alcalde.
This way.
We found them at the far corral.
My horses.
And mine.
Can't be.
What's that?
But I don't understand.
I don't know how these horses got here.
Well, that's the question I'm going to be asking you at your trial, senor.
My trial?
But I have no idea.
I've never seen these horses, and I'm certainly no thief.
Don Alejandro, tell them you know me. Of course I know you.
How did they get in your corral?
Precisely the question.
Lancer, seize the prisoner.
Take him away.
No!
Julieta! Julieta!
Alcalde, you know I'm no horse thief.
Yes, well, you have plenty of time to explain that to the territorial
magistrate. But why won't you believe me?
Let's just say I have a doubtful nature, hmm?
And besides, if you're so blessed innocent, why are you afraid to appear
fair and open courtroom?
Why are you afraid to let him get out on bail, sir?
Alcalde, you know my wife is expecting a child soon.
Without me, my whole family is lost.
Well, you should have thought of that before you stole my horses.
That's not fair.
Don't presume that he's guilty. Give him his day in court, please.
All right, all right, all right. I'm a compassionate man.
Since the entire pueblo seems to be willing to vouch for this man, I'll set
bail. Gracias, senor.
Mil gracias.
Bail is set at 2 ,000 pesos.
What? 2 ,000 pesos?
You can't be serious.
Where am I going to get that kind of money?
Jose, don't worry.
We'll bail you out.
Don Alejandro, please.
Tell Julieta everything will be all right.
Your family will stay with us.
Take care, my son.
1 ,552.
1 ,353.
This is a great deal of money, senorita. How did you come by this? Those are my
life savings, alcalde.
And that's how much I trust Jose Macias.
Don't worry.
It's all there, every peso.
Although, I will need a receipt.
1 ,353.
One, two, three, four.
Don Alejandro,
you don't know what this means to me.
How will I ever repay you?
Well, you don't have to repay me.
All you have to do is show up for your trot. Of course, of course.
This whole thing is crazy.
But whatever it takes, I'm going to prove my innocence.
Ah, I have an idea.
I'm going to send Diego over to your ranch in the morning.
He's got a good legal mind.
He'll help him with his defense.
But I can't really afford legal help.
He will enjoy going up against the alcalde in open court.
Besides, at least it will give him something to do while that leg of his
Wonderful. Shall I ride out to your hacienda, Dolanahan? No, no. I'll send
out first thing in the morning.
First thing in the morning. Perfect.
I'll have some fresh coffee waiting.
Now you get back to that family of yours.
Gracias, señorita Escalante.
Muchas gracias to you all.
They're missing again.
What? Are you sure, Sergeant? Just came from the stables. They're gone.
Oh, no.
Let me guess, Don Alejandro.
Your horses have been stolen again?
Exactly. And there's more.
Diego went out to the Macias ranch.
Jose, his wife, and the family have all vanished.
Oh, Sergeant.
Form a search party immediately.
Si, Alcalde.
You people are really fools.
But there must be some explanation.
I think I'd better go with the alcalde, Victoria.
He just might shoot Jose on sight.
I must find Jose before the alcalde does.
It's Victoria's money, Felipe.
She's determined to find Jose and bring him back herself.
Oh, I don't suppose Victoria is afraid of Jose, but there is something...
Victoria!
Victoria!
I may not be afraid of Jose, but there is something she's overlooked.
Jose is innocent, as we all believe.
What if she runs into the real thief?
A stolen horse or two is one thing, but for the woman I love, sorrow rides.
Broken leg or not.
My leg shouldn't be a problem as long as I stay in the saddle.
Victoria's life may be in danger. That's all that matters.
They can't have gone south.
The April rains have made the creek... Impassable.
Well, they didn't go west into the ocean.
I'm telling you, Alcalde, they went east to San Bernardino.
What did I tell you?
North. They went north.
No one in their right mind would take that many horses across the bridge at
Diablo Canyon.
I say they went inland.
San Bernardino.
San Bernardino.
Well, I hope you have a pleasant ride, Don Alejandro.
If you're not killed by the desert heat, as for us...
We go north. North is certainly a much cooler ride,
but they can't have gone that way. And I say they did.
A horse thief.
Well, I would never have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.
and Bernardino Alcalde.
Yes.
Sergeant, we've wasted the whole day.
Yes, but as the Alcalde is fond of saying, a soldier can do no wrong if he
follows orders.
Come in.
Okay, little devil.
I got the horses you wanted.
I lived up to my part of the deal. Now it's your turn. Our agreement was for
of the garrison horses.
I got all I could.
The other end of the stables was too heavily guarded.
It was unsafe.
You're coming in if I have to bring you in myself.
How do you ever expect to become a famous horse thief if you don't take a
chances, amigo?
After you, señor.
Señorita Escalante.
I have nothing to say to you, Jose Macias.
I trusted you with my life savings.
Let me explain.
There's nothing to explain.
Now I know what you're all about.
And I'm taking you all in for horse stealing.
You got a lot of spirit, little lady.
I like you.
But tell me, how are you going to get us all back to Los Angeles? We outnumber
you.
He's right.
Yeah.
Well, if anyone tries to make a move, they'll get a pistol ball right between
the eyes.
You haven't got the nerve.
Trust me, senor, she has the nerve.
I'd be delighted to cross swords with you, however.
Please, senorita, you don't understand.
The fight is over, senor.
Julieta.
I was trying to protect my wife and children.
The stolen horses were making their getaway difficult, so they hid them in
corral.
After you posted bail for me, I went home and I discovered that they had
Julieta and the children.
They left a note saying that if I didn't bring the stolen horses to their secret
hideaway... I would never see my family again.
Once again, we learn to presume a man's innocence until he's proven guilty.
I'm sorry, Jose. It's just that all the evidence pointed toward you.
This is a waste of time.
Put on your weapons or the mysterious woman dies muy pronto.
Señor, you picked the wrong day to try my patience.
Women's work is never done.
Behind you!
Are you all right, Julieta?
Yes, yes.
Gracias, Senorita Estelante.
I was right.
He was innocent.
You saved my life.
How can I ever repay you?
You could start with a kiss.
That would be my utmost pleasure.
On second thought, I'm going to go chase that bandit before he gets too far
away.
Isn't that typical?
You'd rather be out chasing than...
What happened?
What didn't happen to us, Diego?
Just came back from San Bernardino. In this scorching desert heat, it was
terrible, Diego, terrible.
When we got there, the people there, they hadn't heard or seen of bandidos
months. Flies, sandstorms, rattlesnakes.
Wining sergeants. Big fat locusts, too.
Diego, I think we can say goodbye to our horses.
You can say the same for Jose Macias.
Let's not be so quick to jump to conclusions.
Who on earth are those men?
Victoria, we were worried about you.
Oh, there is no need to worry, Don Diego.
And by the way, Don Alejandro, your horses are back safely in your corral.
Well, that's marvelous, Victoria.
But how?
Alcalde, these are the men who are responsible for the robbery.
And Jose Macias helped me to apprehend them and bring them back to you.
He did what?
Apparently, you arrested the wrong man, Alcalde.
Yeah. It really is a habit you should try to break.
And now I would like my bail money back, if you please.
Bail.
Señorita Escalante, it's impossible.
You and Jose captured all these horses?
Well... I think she may have had a little help, Sergeant.
From a friend.
No, Jose.
Apparently you won't be needing my legal expertise.
No, amigo.
Zorro already came to my defense.
Well, I don't know about the rest of you. But I feel like a long, cool
Splendid idea.
What went on me, Father?
Oh!
Now, if that was Zorro, he wouldn't be such a baby about a broken leg.
Zorro had broken his leg.
If Weibo of Los Angeles would be the one to suffer.
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