All language subtitles for Stronghold (1951)

Thank you.

In the year of our Lord, 1865, the
Senora Stevens E. Navarro returned with

her daughter, Maria, to her homeland,
Mexico.

With Caesar, a family retainer, they had
left behind an America ravaged by civil

war.

You'd better go below and get some
sleep, Mrs. Stevens.

At dawn, we'll put you ashore.

Thank you, Captain. In a few moments.

Good night.

Good night, ma'am.

Good night, miss. Good night.

You warm enough, dear? Let me get your
shawl.

Homesick, Caesar?

Yes, ma'am.

So am I, little.

The warm winds and soft voices seemed to
welcome her back to Mexico.

To a Mexico she had every reason to
believe would be a haven and a

stronghold under the reign of Emperor
Maximilian and his Empress Carlotta.

Listen, Maria, the song of welcome.

Welcome. Since she had sailed as a bride
to the America of her husband, Mrs.

Stevens had dreamed of this return to
Mexico, to the hacienda of her family,

the Navarros.

Aristocrats by heritage.

A heritage sustained by the wealth of
their silver mines at Tosco.

Welcome!

Welcome, Señora Navarro de Stevens, to
your own country.

Welcome, señorita.

Thank you for your lovely song.

But how did you know my name?

Who are you?

Every man in our mountains knows the
name of Navarro.

Even I.

Ignacio Lopez.

Ignacio Lopez?

Beyond guard, señora. That man is an
outlaw. A bandit.

Get out of here.

Stephen, stand back. Don't do anything
foolish.

Don't be afraid, ladies.

I'm not very pretty, I know.

When I was a small boy, my mother said,
Oh, that ugly Nachito, he looks like

a bandit.

What shall I do?

I don't want to disappoint my mother.

And now, where's the trunk with the
jewelry?

We have no trunks full of jewelry.

Pico, search the trunks.

I tell you we have nothing of value.
Just old dresses.

Our place in the States was raided and
our house was burned. We lost

everything. Bandits?

Of a sort, yes.

Only they wore army uniforms.

The bandits in your country now are
organizing two armies.

Oh, how remarkable.

Don't you understand, fat boy?

They're fighting a civil war.

Civil war?

What's that?

The states from up north against the
states down south.

Oh, revolution.

Now I understand.

Nacho. No jewelry, Nacho.

Pericoats. Nothing but pericoats.

Somebody has made a big lie.

Now. We all go ashore.

Where are you taking us?

Ah, into the mountains for a beautiful
ride in the moonlight.

Please, trust me, señora.

My mother has a weak heart. She can't
ride.

The Navarros can all ride, señorita.

They never die in the saddle, except in
battle.

But the bandit Lopez was not to be
delayed.

Now the women could only hope that their
family at Tosco would soon learn of

their capture.

Diego, their courier, had been put
ashore at the port of Milagro to ride

ahead and carry the news of their
arrival to Senora Stevens' brother, Don

Juan Navarro, at Tosco.

Alto, who are you? I am Diego Sanchez at
your service. I seek the patron, Don

Juan Navarro, with important news.

I don't think he'll be interested.

Clear the gate, hombre. I've come many
days in the service of the señora

Stevens, sister of Don Juan.

I still don't think he'll be interested.

Because, you see, he's dead.

Don Juan dead?

Peace to his soul.

Then who is the patron now in Taxco? Who
manages the mines?

Who lives in the great house?

Don Miguel Navarro. Here.

Take me to him.

At last, at San Diego, we found a small
trading ship sailing south.

And after many weeks, I was put ashore
at Milagro to ride ahead with the news

of the ladies coming.

Did you stop somewhere along the way?

A tavern, perhaps, to chatter your news?

No, senor. I rode day and night through
the mountains, speaking to no one except

my tired horse.

Very good.

Very good.

Continue to hold your tongue, even here
in this house.

The arrival of the ladies must be kept a
secret until they're safe in Tuscaloosa.

Safe, senor.

Their very lives may depend upon your
silence. Have confidence in me, Don

Miguel.

Go. Find yourself a blanket. There's
food in the kitchen.

With permission.

What wonderful news.

North American ladies in Taxco.

We must have a feast and welcome.

But why not, little one?

Your life is dull here in Taxco.

The wife of a musty old magistrate.

But now you will have a companion your
own age.

The new señorita. Jose, is it possible
to muster 20 armed men for the escort of

the ladies from Acapulco?

20?

Now that's an imposing escort.

Yes, we can.

Of course, we'll leave Taxco unguarded.

The two are always looking for trouble.

The emperor's soldiers will be here any
day now.

There must be no holdups on the high
road.

No bloodshed. Bloodshed? Indeed, no.

La señora Stevens...

Since her brother's death owns our
silver mines, it is best first to

inspire the rich.

Adon Miguel?

Find the captain of the guards. Have him
summon his men together for a progress

inspection at four o'clock.

Rescue in these mountains seemed
doubtful.

Even though the emperor had declared
Mexico safe, his French soldiers were

far away, keeping order in the cities.

Peace on parchment was far easier than
peace in practice.

The three captives knew that the chance
of discovery faded with every mile.

Mother.

Time can look right...

Senorita.

Pedro Alvarez at your service.

I'm Senorita Maria Stevens.

My mother and I just escaped from
bandits in the mountains.

Bandits? But how did you get away?

Mostly by mother's courage.

She's just simply exhausted. Can you
take us in? My house is yours, Senorita.

Roberto, Angela.

Senora Navarro de Stevens.

Pedro Alvarez at your service. Alvarez?

Then we are safe, Maria.

As though in our own house.

Don Pedro's mother and I grew up
together.

Of course.

My mother used to tell me how lonely she
found Tasco when he left for the States.

But you've had a fearful experience.

Angela, warm the bed in my mother's
room.

Bandits call their leader Nacho. Have
you heard of him, Don Pedro?

Nacho? Of course.

He's famous in these bars.

Famous? How do such men go unhanged?

The emperor's manifesto published at
home, the whole country was declared

secure and peaceful. I doubt if Natcha
understood Maximilian's manifesto.

Perhaps the government forgot to send
him his copy.

There will be hot soup and chocolate in
a few minutes.

If there's anything else you wish,
please command me.

Thank you, Don Pedro.

I'm worried about Caesar.

Don't you worry. You just relax.

I'll go down and ask Don Pedro for
horsemen to go look for him.

Don Pedro.

Our servant Caesar helped us to escape.

Mother feigned illness. Two ladies and a
servant tricked Nacho? But that's

impossible. He's deadly.

He's killed a dozen men.

Thirteen know if he's caught Caesar.

Will you send a search party out?

Unfortunately, at the moment, I have
only the servants.

But now, don't worry.

Don't worry?

Caesar risked his life for us.

Will you take your servants and go
yourself?

Aye.

But I'd rather stay here and talk to
you.

Besides, someone would be shot.

It's very difficult out here in the
country, senorita, to get good servants.

Are you afraid of this nacho? Aye,
senorita.

Certainly not.

Not here by my own fire.

But in his cold mountains?

Who knows?

I'm sure your man will be here any
minute.

Please sit down.

Make yourself comfortable. Where are
your police? Why haven't they caught

this Nacho?

Or would they rather stay home and talk
to the ladies, too? Of course. Much

rather. If we had any left.

You see, señorita, the 12 men that Nacho
killed, they were the police.

That must be your man, Cesar.

Cesar? Miss Maria, you three.

And your mother?

She's fine.

Glory be.

But that man Nacho, he's still a-coming.

Don't worry, you're quite safe here.

Roberto, this is a brave man.

Get him a big supper.

Well, now it's all arranged.

Tell me, senorita, do you plan to stay
long in Taxco?

We had planned to live there. How lucky
for us. I remember my mother telling me

you had a brother, Ramon.

Will he join you?

On the day we left, we received word
that Ramon was killed in battle.

I'm sorry, señorita.

You were on the southern side?

Yes. Good.

We like rebels here in Mexico.

In the morning when you're both rested,
I should like to discuss the war with

you. Not with mother, please, Don Pedro.

She was coming back here to her home in
Mexico to forget the war.

She'd hoped to find under the reign of
Maximilian and Carlotta peace and

refuge, the old gracious life she was
born to.

Please excuse me a moment.

Oye, amigo, come inside.

But where are the ladies?

The ladies?

A thousand pardons, patron.

I'm covered with shame.

I have lost the ladies.

Don Pedro, that man is Nacho.

Oh, the little kitten with the sharp
claws.

She's here.

But you'd better keep away from her.
She's very angry.

This is the man that kidnapped us. Yes,
senorita. And this man is also Sergeant

Ignacio Lopez, a soldier of Benito
Juarez, my companion at arms and my

friend.

Don't believe in his big fancy words,
senorita. I am nobody.

Nothing but an old cold throat.

You certainly are, Nacho, the bold
outlaw, the assassin, made a fool of by

two foreign ladies.

For your sarape, we'll trade a rebozo
and make you a nursemaid for babies.

Don Pedro Alvarez, since when are
outlaws received as equals in your

father's house?

Since I was received as Sergeant Lopez
equal in the army of Benito Juarez.

The army of Juarez?

The revolutionary?

Then we were kidnapped at your orders.

Yes. But why? What do you expect to get
out of this? I expect to buy rifles and

powder and shoes for the army of Juarez.

But Juarez has no army. He was driven
into exile.

His force is destroyed.

So I've read, senora, in the emperor's
manifesto.

The truth is his supporters have never
stopped fighting in the mountains and

jungles all over Mexico.

Juarez will return from exile to lead
us.

I'm sure he'll be glad to know that you
lost this gallant skirmish.

We have no money, Don Pedro, nor any
trunks full of jewelry.

True, Padron.

In their throngs, what a lot of old
dresses, rags that I wouldn't give to

that old witch, the one who wants to
marry me.

But you are worth more than a trunk full
of trinkets.

A mule train of silver leaves the
Navarro mines in Taxco for Mexico City

this week.

Some half a million pesos consigned to
Maximilian's treasury.

I want that silver for Juarez.

Then we're prisoners for ransom.

Not you, Senora Stevens.

My coach will take you to Taxco as soon
as you have rested.

Until your mother has arranged for the
emperor's silver to be delivered here, I

must ask you to remain as my guest.

Alone? I'll stay here with you, Miss
Maria.

Colores.

Mmm. Look, ladies.

Our supper.

Bring it here.

I'm hungry.

Excuse me, lady.

My manners are awful.

I eat with my knife.

I could forgive you both your manners
and your politics.

You owe them to ignorance.

But we will not share supper with a
traitor to his country and to his class.

Tell me, is that something bad what she
said to me?

Did you hear him, Maria?

The Indian Juarez will return from exile
to lead new armies.

We have turned our backs on rebellion
and come home to revolution.

Oh, my poor child.

Senorita, the coach can't return until
the day after tomorrow with the silver.

I will do my best to make the time pass
quickly.

There are pleasant walks in our garden
where we can ride.

Well, it looks like a long day ahead of
us.

Sit down.

Here, Patron.

Clothes, rifles, things for a regiment.

Get me a knife.

Sure.

A present from Maximilian.

We'll tickle his troops with bullets of
pure silver.

Look, Patron.

The señora sent over the maid for the
señorita with fresh clothing.

Take her in to the señorita, Cesar.

A silent girl, Don Pedro, and cold like
stone.

Maybe she's a good maid, but a stupid
writing companion.

Come inside.

Here are some fresh clothes from your
mother, Miss Maria.

Thank you, Cesar. And a maid to
accompany you.

By the time you have finished dressing,
the coach will be ready.

May I hope to ride a few miles,
señorita, as your escort?

Silent and cold as stone.

A good combination, Cesar.

Thank you, that's all.

We can go now.

Not yet, señorita.

It was your mother's wish.

that you give thanks for escaping this
house safely.

Put this in the coat.

Don Pedro.

She spoke to me.

You've kept your word.

If you still wish to accompany me a few
miles to Tosca.

Senorita. But, Patron, you haven't
finished counting the silver.

If I can stand Don Pedro's conversation,
he can trust Mother's arithmetic.

But can I trust you, Senorita?

After a day's sudden eloquence?

A day's silence one has time to think.

Your words last night disturbed me.

I'd like to know more about Maximilian
Carlotta and your Indian Juarez.

Then I'll escort you with great
pleasure.

For in talking about things near my
heart, I will learn the something I must

know about yours.

You know, it's true what Nacho said.

You have courage and beauty.

Thank you. But courage and beauty are
not enough.

A woman must have compassion.

You think I haven't any?

Over 24 hours in my house and only cold
looks and silence.

You have impudence and bravado, Don
Pedro, but a man must also have honor.

It's true.

I've stolen the family's silver.

Not only the family's silver, but your
country's and the emperor's.

Your emperor, perhaps.

Not mine.

Tell me, why does the man of your
family, your education, join this Juarez

and his rabble of peons?

Would you really like to know, senorita?

Yes. There are many reasons.

I'll tell you one.

One day, five years ago, I rode over to
Taxco to go hunting.

The game was mountain lion.

So I've been told.

The game was man.

Man?

An Indian from the Navarro mines named
Carlos Lugo.

He was treed by the dogs.

Shot down from the branches and killed.

A man hunted by dogs here in Mexico?

That's impossible.

Carlos Lugo did it at the mine store. He
could never pay.

He quarreled with the storekeeper and
ran away.

I know how the Navarro mines have been
run.

Always humanely.

Would you believe your own eyes if I
show you in Taxco?

You wouldn't dare come to Taxco. Would
you dare invite me?

Yes, come with me today.

Finally, I met Benito Juarez.

He convinced me that Mexico cannot
become a major nation with millions of

people denied human rights.

As your Mr. Lincoln said, no state can
exist half slave and half free.

Perhaps you do have trouble here in
Mexico, but don't preach to me about

slavery. The slaves in my family were
cherished like children.

Yes, and treated like children, given
everything a man wants with manner.

Stop it.

Those were my brother's ideals.

Almost his words.

Like you, he fought against us.

He broke our mother's heart.

What's that?

You're in no danger.

In a few minutes we'll stop, and I'll
show you some of the old gracious life

here in Mexico.

Look over there.

Hey!

Patron!

Your road is clear to Taxco, señorita.

Many thanks for your charming company
and the coach and for our conversation.

I hope you've learned something of the
struggle in Mexico, both in theory and

in practice.

Do you think I'd have wasted my time? If
you hadn't thought you were talking me

into ambush.

Have you forgotten, señorita?

Nacho and I are experts in ambush.

Don Pedro, some of these men are very
badly wounded.

May I take them back to Tosca with me?

Of course.

Of course!

We'll have less to feed!

Thank you for your warning, but I don't
even know your name.

I am the daughter of Carlos Lugo.

Carlos Lugo?

Your servant, senor.

And a servant of Juarez.

Con permiso.

Until our next meeting, señorita.

In the end, we will meet as friends.

I know that now.

You do have compassion.

Senorita, patron.

Senora, please forgive my intrusion.

I've come to report that my wife is
still consoling the soldiers.

They have been bandaged, overfed, and
washed for the first time in weeks.

Prefect, how many men are there here in
Taxco who can handle guns?

Good shots.

Here in Taxco, good shots?

Now, that's a question far beyond my
poor arithmetic.

Can't you count, ma'am?

Count, yes, many things.

Money, for instance.

But you can't count on men, senora.

We have more good shots here in Taxco
than we can trust to handle guns.

Then we're helpless here. Don Pedro and
his men could take the town.

Don't be alarmed, ladies.

Trust me.

I've been promised a garrison by the
emperor.

Many times.

Now there's something we can't count.
The emperor's promises.

Senora, repack my trunks in the
senorita.

You're drunk.

The senora's leaving Taxco, returning
home?

We're starting for the capital tomorrow
morning.

At once, senora.

The senora's made a wise decision.

In Mexico City, she can rest securely
and recover her strength. We are not

going to rest.

Senora, I've had the great honor to do
the emperor many favors.

We will be welcomed most graciously.

He has a special affection for Taxco as
well as for our family.

We'll be honored in his affection and
his welcome.

And we will return to Taxco with a full
company of guards.

And a warrant for the arrest of outlaws.

What a prospect. We poor country
prefects seldom get a chance to hang an

aristocrat.

I mean a traitor. A renegade.

Ay, señorita. Like it? How beautiful.

Just a moment.

It is perfect now.

Mother?

Let me see you.

Turn around.

Mother, you're crying.

Am I such a disappointment to you?

It's the first time in four years I've
seen you in a lovely new dress for a

boy. You're enchanting.

No, Lupita. Never have I seen anything
so beautiful.

Present the emperor my humblest regrets
and assure him of our love and loyalty.

You're devoted, sir.

Thank you, Don Miguel.

How lovely.

Tosca, you were beautiful tonight. You
transcend beauty.

And tonight I'm going to meet the
Emperor.

What's that?

Nothing. Insurgents, perhaps.

Whenever there's a court reception,
there are always incidents.

Here in the capital?

Don't worry.

If Azalea is betrothed by soldiers, we
have an escort of four.

Oh, I can hardly believe it, Don Miguel.

It's like a dream.

I'm actually going to dance with him.

Isn't that the palace of an emperor?

We'll dance a million times at the
emperor's palace.

Tonight?

Tonight and for the rest of our lives.

Such beauty as yours should not be
wasted, little Tosco.

We'll spend much of the year in the
capital.

We, Don Miguel?

Oh, may I not be permitted to dream,
too?

Who knows?

Tonight, Mother said, a new door opens
to an old garden.

where the women of our family have found
much happiness.

Help! Help!

Come on, get down, you kid!

Guard,

go ahead there. See what the trouble.
End of hand.

What does your Indian Juarez want this
time? A ball dress and some dancing

slippers, perhaps?

Sit back, senorita. Be comfortable.

I'm very comfortable, thank you.

Where are you taking me this time?

On a tour of the city.

To show you some interesting sights you
will not see at the ball.

This is the thieves' market.

Whatever is stolen by day in the city
may be bought here at night.

Oiga, chita!

What bargains have you this evening?
Pure gold, honorable lady. From the

house of the French general.

Very cheap.

By such means, senorita, the money of
the poor returns to the poor.

Order your man back to the Viseu.

Give him the order.

Before killing meat on Miguel, look
around the carriage.

I'd give him a few pennies if I were
you.

It's little enough to pay for your life.

Will they listen to you?

Will they take your orders?

Softly, friends.

The gentleman is very generous.

Notch, go on, quickly.

They've gone. Are you all right?

Please try to forget what you've seen
tonight, senorita.

For this insult which Don Pedro has paid
you, I'll never rest until I've killed

him. I'll take you home.

No, Don Miguel.

That's exactly what he wanted, that we
turn tail and run.

Call a driver. We'll go and see Max
Million.

Don Miguel Navarro and Senorita Maria
Stevens.

Your Majesty.

We have heard of you, Senorita Stevens
Navarro, and of your gracious mother. We

welcome you home to Mexico. Accept my
grateful thanks.

And for my mother's regret that illness
prevented her coming, she asked me to

express her loyalty and devotion.

May she recover swiftly and live long
among her.

If there is anything we can do to
relieve her illness, please, Commander.

Your Majesty.

It's always a pleasure to receive our
good and loyal friend.

The Count and Condessa of New Seville.

Your Majesty, there is much you could do
for my mother.

What?

Senorita, please explain.

What troubles you?

My mother and I arrived to find Tosco in
our home undefended.

The outlaws control the mountains.

Not only the mountains.

Tonight our carriage was attacked. We
were dragged through the slums.

My child, every city has its poor.

Scum floats on the clearest pools.

But your majesties, do you really know
how poor they are? And how many?

Young lady, such questions are not for
their majesties.

Then who are they for?

We are deeply concerned if you have been
inconvenienced.

Please talk with me later.

But do you say you were kidnapped this
evening?

By the renegade aristocrat Don Pedro
Alvarez. Don Pedro is well known.

A petty insurgent on our list of
condemned traitors.

Who assures me that many of your police
are on that same list?

Clearly, you have never been at court,
señorita.

No, I've never been at court, your
majesty.

And I meant no discourtesy.

I was impelled to speak out of deep
concern for my mother.

She seeks refuge in Mexico after years
of war in the States.

But instead she finds her house, the
mines, even our lives in Taxco at the

mercy of this... At this renegade
aristocrat. His bandits.

Not bandits.

But guerrillas, men who will lay down
their lives for Benito Juarez.

Who are these exiles?

These guerrillas are pawns with knives
and stones.

We will not have our loyal subjects
plagued by their lawlessness.

Don Miguel Navarro, for your return to
Taxco, choose 100 men from the Imperial

Guard. Our God will secure your
district, senorita.

And your mother's peace.

A thousand thanks, your majesties.

Her heart will grow strong in peace and
devotion.

Permiso.

What do

you want? The emperor doesn't receive
common people. You can't see him.

But I must speak to my mistress, please.

Come on, get out of here, girl.

Is it true that not only in Taxco, but
all over Mexico...

The guerrillas are waiting for the
return of Juarez and planning

revolution. How ridiculous, a few
wandering bands in the mountains.

All true Mexicans, the city, the upper
classes, are fiercely loyal.

In the cities?

Why, tonight, not a mile from here, I
saw men, women, and children like

savages. Señorita, señorita, your
mother.

What is it, Lupi?

Pardon me for coming here, señorita.

But the señora's heart, an attack.

Is it a bad attack? Tell me.

Oh, senorita, I tried to revive her.

I could do nothing.

Baron, we must do everything in our
power for her.

First, a strong escort for a safe
journey to Taxco.

This time, carry out the emperor's
order.

I'll find the guard.

But, Your Majesty, can we spare them
now? I think we can spare them for ten

days to hang Don Pedro Alvarez.

The man is dangerous, Baron.

Tonight, Senorita Stevens told me much
about him.

More than she realized.

With her mother gone and Don Pedro gone,
there will be only one man in

Taxco to console her.

Of course.

Our devoted friend, Don Miguel Navarro.
Assign the gods, Baron.

There is nothing like marriage to mend a
lonely woman's heart.

And her politics.

Don Pedro!

Guards! Guards!

Hurry up! This way!

Your mother was my mother's dearest
friend.

For more than a hundred years, our
families have offered each other comfort

and prayer on days like this. I come in
reverence and in my mother's name to pay

our last respects.

Arrest him. Put down your guns.

This is a consecrated place.

I come unarmed. I stand on holy ground
and I claim sanctuary.

It's true he has no weapon. I swear you
will offer no violence.

On the grave of my mother.

That is true. She lies just over there.
She was a kind, devoted woman.

Please,

Don Pedro, join us in our last prayer.

I knew he was a fanatic, but I never
thought he was a fool.

Post your men all around the cemetery,
and the moment he steps off on the

ground, make him prisoner.

Bien entendu.

I'll guard the gates with four men. Take
20 and post them around the walls.

Bounce the rest.

Control the road and all surrounding
ground.

Attention! Armage! At what?

Attention! Asphalt!

Halt! Per Christum Dominum Nostrum.
Amen.

The man is not in the crowd. He must be
here. He couldn't just disappear.

Sergeant, take some men. Stop all
horsemen and carriages.

Look out for some disguised. Don't
bother, Sergeant. I know where he is.

You know where?

In that tomb. I saw him go in.

The tomb?

Of course, where else? Ha! He's trapped
himself.

Good. Bring up your men.

Come on.

Pedro Alvarez, you found your last
refuge.

You're surrounded.

Come out of there!

Look here, fresh start.

Suck the blood.

Find out where it goes.

There's a passage under the tomb. Where
could it lead?

Where's anywhere?

Down this way? That way?

Answer me straight.

A straight answer to a crooked tunnel,
senor.

Clearly it leads to an old mine shaft.

Mine shaft?

Silver has been mine here for centuries.

Before this was a cemetery.

Before the Spaniards came.

Even before the Aztecs.

He's right, Captain.

These old shafts lead everywhere.

And to Taxco itself.

I have a map of the entrances and we'll
post men at each one.

And leave a guard here as well.

Then I will drive him out for you right
into your rifles.

Our mice must come out of one of these
entrances. I'll play six men at each

entrance. And their orders are to shoot
Don Pedro if necessary.

The public trial and execution would
have a much healthier effect on the

country setting.

I offer Don Pedro's weight in silver to
the man who takes him alive.

C'est bien, monsieur.

Faravale when your men are posted.

Entendu. C'est bien entendu.

Now we need ten bags of powder.

Si, senor. In the powder shed.

Here I have cups and fuses.

Who's there?

To the trunk of cemetery.

It's the patron.

Patroncito. Hello.

Patroncito. Patron.

Stand up, man.

When Juarez wins, we'll have a clause
put in the Constitution.

Only women's hands can be kissed.

Only their hands. No, their lips.

Oh, that law can never be enforced.

But, Patron, what about Juarez? Has he
come back?

Not yet.

But the hour is almost here.

Maximilian French troops are retreating.

Already they have abandoned Monterrey
and Saltillo.

Porfirio Diaz has escaped from his
Puebla prison.

He's raising an army in Oaxaca.

Riva Palacio has forces in the
northwest.

Regules in Michoacan.

We must take the field in Guerrero.
Today, from this mountain stronghold, we

sound the call to arms.

I want 12 volunteers to carry the news.

I go.

The day shift leaves the mine in about
an hour.

By then it will be dark. We will go with
them.

Who'll lend me Miner's clothes?

You have your instructions.

Go with God.

For what isn't freedom?

Quite the view.

But you're the woman.

Stop! Turn around!

Back to the cave!

. .

.

Oh, señorita.

At the mine, there's been an explosion.

Hold on, Miguel and Diego.

Don Miguel is not in the house,
señorita. Well, then send a servant to

find him and another to get the priest.

Get the rest together downstairs with
blankets, medicine, splints, and

bandages.

Sergeant, the door is open.

Senorita, you have done all you can.
Many long hours you have worked without

stopping. You must rest.

But there may be more injured. No. The
water has emptied itself down the

canyon. All the shafts have been
searched.

Does anyone know how it happened?

There was an explosion. Some powder
carelessly placed.

Who knows?

God's will, senorita.

How many were killed?

Nineteen. Take her home now.

Don't forget it, and I say that you and
your men did an excellent job. Thank

you, buddy. So have another drink, my
friends. This is the final proof.

They found Don Pedro at the foot of the
cliff with his head almost torn off by

the rocks.

Bullets couldn't kill poor Don Pedro.

Ropes couldn't hang him. He just drank
too much water.

Let's profit by his example and drink
wine.

To Don Miguel Navarro.

who bravely blew up his mind to drown
this traitor.

Ah, senorita.

My lovely cousin.

Confessions are good for the soul.

In church with one's priest, in wine
with one's friends.

Ever since my charming cousin arrived in
Mexico and was so abominably insulted by

Don Pedro Alvarez, I've had but two
objectives.

His death and her favor.

The first has been accomplished.

May I take you now to the garden and sue
for the second?

Prefect, as representative of the
Crown's Justice in Taxco, arrest this

man. Arrest Don Miguel?

For what?

For murder.

Of Don Pedro? My dear señorita.

His death?

was a miracle of public benefaction. For
the murder of miners.

Innocent workmen in the service of my
family.

But it is the business of miners to get
killed in mines.

And men like Don Pedro Alvarez, if left
at large, will dispose of us all and lay

waste Mexico.

Not the real Mexico.

Don Pedro loved his country. Not the
empire of Maximilian and his court, but

the Mexico of the fields and the mines
and of old honest families.

My dear cousin, Maximilian is Mexico.

next millions of feudal Austrian duke
out of work forced on Mexico by the

points of French bayonets.

Have you forgotten that I am a deputy of
His Majesty's government and am

therefore responsible for the peace and
the public welfare here in Tuscal?

I had no other choice today but to
destroy Don Pedro with the first weapon

offered, just as I now have no other
choice but to order you to return to

your rooms.

You order me?

I order you, yes, to remain there.

Under arrest for public calumny of the
emperor, which is treason.

You spoke of suing for my favor.

It was because of your love of the
Navarro mines, not me.

Live long, Don Miguel, and sleep well
with your 30 pieces of silver.

Good morning, Victor.

Good morning, Senora Vega. Is the Miguel
up yet?

Not yet.

But you have his orders concerning me.

Oh, yes, Senora.

Sure. Thank you.

Cut to where I come from for people to
knock on doors.

One knocks for permission to enter,
senorita. I don't need permission.

I'm here at Don Miguel's orders.

A guard outside my door isn't enough.

Oh, well, perhaps Don Miguel thought you
would be lonely.

Anyway, he told my husband last night I
should be here right and early.

Come in.

I ask pardon for being so late with your
coffee, señorita.

None of the servants is allowed to enter
or you're alone.

Put that tray down and stop chattering.

Where are Cesar and Diego?

Locked up.

But why? They've done nothing.

You may go now.

Nothing will happen to your foreign
servant, señorita.

Don Miguel is a just man.

What are you waiting for?

I hope to tell the señorita a bit of
news I heard in the market.

Anda, lárgate!

I've no time for servant gossip.

It's about Don Pedro Álvarez.

What about him?

He's risen, I suppose, from the dead?

Yes, señora.

At least that's the gossip.

Then he's alive?

That's impossible.

The guard found his body. In the market,
the gossips say it was not Don Pedro. It

was a minor named Reyes in Don Pedro's
clothes.

Guard! Guard!

Wait, Don Miguel.

But, Senora. Never mind your orders.
Wait him, I say.

I have to see him at once.

Don Pedro says ask Don Miguel a favor he
can't refuse.

That you may go to the cathedral to pray
for the soul of your mother.

came through the wall like a shadow.

I come to help.

It's around the cathedral.

Adagio. Adagio.

Adagio.

Adagio.

Adagio. Where's Don Pedro?

Just follow me.

There's a secret passage way under the
church.

Down through the rocks. All right.

Enter the mine.

Your captain has a map of the mine
entrances. Post your men as you did on

yesterday.

I'll take the canyon entrance at the
base of the cliff.

Senorita. It worked.

You said we'd meet as friends one day.

Thank you, my friend.

I understand so much now.

I'll go anywhere you say.

To my hacienda. Nat, you'll get the
horses. Yes.

What kind of a meeting is this between a
man and a woman who have cheated death?

What about the abrazo?

For the honor of Mexico, patron.

Give her a kiss.

Andale. We have no time to waste.

Get the horse.

Nacho.

Take the señorita in the mine. But I can
shoot a gun.

Please.

Hide behind the rocks.

I'll take care of him.

Thank you.

The bedroom.

You'd better give up.

Release the lieutenant.

Many thanks for your kind assistance,
lovely cousin.

No other bait would have brought down
Pedro so soon back to Tesco.

Bait?

You played your part most admirably.

You lie. I don't. You've been fooled by
the oldest trick in the world.

The young lady in distress.

Tell me about it.

I can't do it!

I can't do it!

Thank you.

Have you anything to say at the last?

In the name of the Emperor, execute the
sentence.

Braco!

Benito Juarez has returned from exile.

He orders us take arms and march on
Mexico.

He says, Maximilian has condemned as
traitors you who defend your own

nationality. He had seized your goods,
made your courage a crime, and his own

voice of virtue.

But there is one thing beyond the reach
of such perversity, the tremendous

judgment of history.

The verdict will be written in the blood
of brave men, hollowed in the prayers of

brave women.

Your blood and your prayers.

The reward will be glory and freedom.

For those who die, glory.

For those who live...

Freedom. And for our country, justice
and peace.

What is said, respect for the rights of
others means peace.

Peace for us and for our children yet
come.