All language subtitles for The Mask Of Zorro 1998 ENG SUB

Come on , Alejandro, it is my turn. Let me see.

Hey! What are you doing cutting holes in my wagon?

Sorry, Señor Lopez. We were just waiting for Zorro.

-Go home, muchachos.
-Do you think he's going to come?

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!

Alejandro, Joaquin , this is no place for you .
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 now.

The government of Spain would like to thank you
for your devoted service.

This land is the property of the Spanish government.

In two hours 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 equally

among the other dons.
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 .

Zorro?

I saw him. I saw Zorro. Come on .

Who are these men that you would risk your life
to have killed?

Who are they? 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 !

Zorro, Zorro, Zorro!

Zorro!

You would murder three innocent men to capture me?

I would murder 100 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.

Is she warm enough?

I always put on an extra blanket for you , señor.

But the good prince was not afraid of the evil king.

He raced across the drawbridge, fighting off 100 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 just to capture me?"

"Yes."

Then suddenly lightning flashed
and thunder shocked the wasted land .

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.

It's only the sound of my voice.

One day she'll have no time for them .

I never tire of them. Why should she?

Esperanza...

She already has your strength .

Today she broke the little clay horse you made for her.

Diego.

It's just a scratch .

Diego, you promised me.

No more nights waiting up, praying you come home alive.

The Spaniards are going home. Today is Zorro's last ride.

From now on , we'll grow old together with our five children .

-Five?
-Yeah . Not enough?

I love you .

Doña de Ia Vega, still as beautiful as ever.

Don Rafael , what an honor. The governor in my home.

-You'll stay for dinner, of course.
-I have come to apologize, Esperanza.

I'm sorry that I could not protect this country
from the peasants.

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!

-No!
-No!

I would never have let any harm come to her.

She was never yours to protect.

Elena.

I want you to live with the knowledge

that you have lost everything that you hold dear.

I want you to suffer as I have suffered ,

knowing that your child should have been mine.

Elena! Elena!

Let me hold her.

Let me hold her!

Rafael !

She has her mother's eyes.

Rafael ! You'll never be rid of me!

Stayed on their track
Bringing them back

So pay the bounty now to me
'Cause...

'Cause ?

-Nobody’s tough as Jack
-Nobody’s tough as Jack

-Nobody's tough as Jack
-Nobody's tough as Jack

Now you're getting there. Like I done told you ,

singing can lighten your terrible load .

Hey, hey, hey!

Come one, come all, for the fright of your life!

See the notorious Murrieta brothers! Robbers, horse thieves,

bandits, people of the worst sort. Hey! Get out here.

Garcia. The Murrieta brothers.

Get over here, you stinking trash.

These men are now in the custody
of Corporal Armando Garcia.

We will take them the rest of the way.

-Claim your bounty in Tlaxco.
-When bulls start wearing bloomers.

How much are we worth?

All figured , about 200 pesos.

Two hundred pesos? That's it? A lousy 200 pesos apiece?

-We're wasting time.
-That's 200 for the both of you .

What? Are you crazy? Don't take it, Jack.

Touch my brother again and I'll kill you .

Yes, he will .

Hey, I thought you were tied up.

That's because you're stupid .

Drop it! Drop it!

Hey.

-They got a strongbox on the wagon .
-We know. That's why we came.

It is a fact that I , the legendary Three-Fingered Jack,

ain't even mentioned . I ain't even mentioned .

Ain't I 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 falls apart.

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's coming .

What do you want?! Please, don't touch me.

What do you want? Who are you?

Don Rafael .

Listen to me.

If any of you is, or ever was,

that masked man all dressed in black known as Zorro,

reveal himself now.

I'm Zorro!

-They took my mask, my sword--
-Silence, you old fool !

-I am Zorro! I am the man you want. I am the original--
-Liar!

Liar! Anyone can see you are too tall .

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 !

Luiz.

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 you are not really happy to see me,

so let us all stop pretending, shall we?

You think I don't know that you have 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! Zorro fought for the people.

Yes, Zorro.

Where is he now, Padre, your masked friend?

Unless I am 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.

Hey, hey, hey. More whiskey.

Or whatever you call this.
I don't want to see the bottom of this glass.

Money first.

Money first.

Hey, hey, hey. 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 it for a mere glass of whiskey.

Why not? You think I could get two?

Who is that?

-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.

Would you 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.

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?
-Alejandro.

Alejandro.

You know, there is a very old saying:

"When the pupil is ready, the master will appear."

If you want to kill this man, I can teach you how.

How to move, how to think,
how to take your revenge with honor.

And live to celebrate it. It will take dedication and 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.

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.
You were 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 has come back.
-Good. Then you can kill him.

No, there are too many complications for me to ignore.

What complications?

I can see we are not gonna spend much time talking.

Montero has some design for California,

otherwise he would not have retained
the services of Captain Love.

-We must find out what that is.
-And then what?

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.

This is going to take a lot of work.

This is called a training circle. The master's wheel.

This circle will be your world, your whole life.

Till I tell you otherwise, there is nothing outside of it.

-Captain Love--
-There is nothing outside of it.

Captain Love does not exist until I say he exists.

As your skill improves, you will progress to a smaller circle.

Each new circle brings you
that much closer to your adversary.

That much closer to retribution.

-I like that part.
-Shall we?

Slow. Attack slow. Attack.

Slow. Again. Slow.

First triangle. Slowly. 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-lunge!

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?

-Black Andalusian. Magnificent.
-It looks like your old horse, Tornado.

Hey, hey, hey.

Quiet, quiet.

Damned horse! What are you doing?
What are you doing?!

I'll see you tonight.

Zorro, you look better than ever.

Be careful, señorita, there are dangerous men about.

Well, if you see any, be sure to point them out.

Listen, I'm going to give you the great honor

of being my horse.

We are like one spirit.

Damn it! Stop!

Go, go, go!

Get him!

Kill him.

Zorro! The legend has returned!

Don't yell.

I need sanctuary, Father. You don't know me--

Zorro! Of course I know you.

Zorro, is it really you?
The years have been 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, señorita.

Please, go on.

-I broke the Fourth Commandment.
-You killed somebody?

-That's 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 more specific?

I had impure thoughts about a man.

I did. I think he was a bandit or something.
He wore a black mask.

-He had a deep voice?
-Yes.

-Ruggedly handsome?
-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!

He won't get away!

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.

Señorita, 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! Storm!

Stupido! Get over here now!

I warn you. I'll get another horse.

So?

What do you think?

Sir, I got the black stallion, I carved a "Z" in the--

The people will be speaking the name of Zorro again.

You think stealing a horse 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,
not a seeker of fame like you.

A buffoon.

-Zorro did what was needed.
-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!

En garde!

Choose your weapon.

Montero has invited every don in California to a banquet.

If you want to be of service, you can join them as a spy.

I think I do not understand, sir.

You have passion, Alejandro, and your skill is growing.

But to enter Montero's world,
I must give you something which is beyond your reach.

-Yes? What is that?
-Charm.

And 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 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!

Most important thing of all,

do not let the dons leave the table without you.

Yes, sir.

-Good luck tonight.
-Thank you.

Stand up straight. Charm.

Charm.

Don Rafael Montero? Good evening.

I am Don Alejandro del Castillo y Garcia.

The formal Spanish greeting. I have not seen that in years.

-My father was very strict.
-Who is your father?

Don Bartolo del Castillo.

I have heard of him,
but never had the pleasure of meeting 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 here?

I heard you were back in California
and knew I must introduce myself.

Her Royal Highness speaks very highly of you.

Really?

I thought I fell out of favor with the court
when California was lost.

Only in certain circles.

Her Majesty knows those unfortunate events
were clearly no fault of yours.

She told me this 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, it would honor me for you to join us.

No, 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,

but wait a moment.

-Thank you.
-A pleasure.

Bernardo, pick up your feet. Señorita. Caballero.

Don Alejandro.

My father and I would like you to join us at our table.

I would be delighted, señorita.

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.

This is Captain Harrison Love. Not a don, but 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.
-The bandit may have escaped,

but the rest of us will think twice before going to confession.

Thank you.

With all due respect, Don Hector, I disagree.

Until these people are free to govern themselves,

I think 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.

-Some would call him heroic.
-Heroism, a romantic illusion.

-Much like nobility.
-Elena, that is enough.

I would think heroism is something to aspire to, not sneer at.

All that playing swords, shooting guns,
racing around on 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 ladies.

Such as yourself.

A woman's grasp of politics. What can I say?

We're at a party, aren't we?
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.

Really? Look some place else.
The lady and I were trying to dance.

You were trying. She was succeeding.

Forgive me, captain. A shameless joke at your expense.

I hope it will not be the last.
Don Rafael wants you back. Now.

Should we try something more robust,
or do you feel unequal to the task?

No, on the contrary.

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're offended.

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.

Don Rafael.

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 want to share with you.

What is that?

A vision.

Fellow dons of California,

all of us can recall the golden years
when we ruled this country.

We commanded respect
and amassed a great deal of wealth.

But there was something that we never achieved.

We never determined our own destiny.

Well, the time has come 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, you made us 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?

You're inciting us to raise arms against Santa Anna.

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 an expensive war
with the United States

and is increasingly short of money.

Even if we all combined our fortunes,

we could not come up with enough
to buy this country from Santa Anna.

I have already brokered a deal with him.

You're living in a dream.

And why don't we all live in the same dream together?

Meet me here tomorrow morning for a journey

that will open your eyes and lay all your doubts to rest.

My friends, I give you. . . El Dorado!

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, these bars have been marked

with the Spanish seal so he'll think they're from Spain.

You see now, gentlemen? Is it becoming clearer to you?

Two days from now,
we will buy this country from Santa Anna.

We will buy it with gold dug from his own land.

-Where did you find all these people?
-Anywhere we wanted.

Brilliant.

Brilliant.

It's only part of the mining process.

First we picked it up off the ground,
now we're down to blasting.

So. . . this is the future of California?

This is my vision, yes.

Up here. Well, now, ain't you a sight for sore eyes!

Full-grown vultures walking around like real folk.

Welcome! Welcome to hell's outhouse.

They call us the disappeared ones,
but we ain't exactly disappeared.

-We're just 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 murdering trash

dressed up in fancy, sweet-smelling doodads.

Ignore him, gentlemen. He's a common thief.

As common as they come.

But I ain't nothing compared to you gentlemen.

I steal gold, I steal money.

But you steal people's lives.

So damn you! And damn the horse that brung you!

Peckerwood?

Is there something amusing, captain?

Strange, I'd say.

It's the second time I've shot this man
while he was flying through the air.

Don Alejandro! I need to speak
with you at the hacienda, alone.

-Some other time, perhaps.
-Today. Alone.

Good afternoon, Bernardo.

Good afternoon, señorita.

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.
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 he looks at me
and the way he dances with me...

As if he were two completely different men.

Yeah.

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 I do not believe him.
-She was more like you.

Perhaps. It would be a way of knowing her.

My niñera told me that the departed can see you
in the moonlight.

When I was young, I sneaked out at night
and rode across Andalusia.

I would wave at the skies 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.

Well...

I know what it is like to lose a loved one.

You?

Yeah. A daughter. Long ago.

When I see you, I remember what it felt like to be a father.

-Your mother would be proud of you.
-Thank you.

Bernardo, I have to ask you, have we ever met before?

No, why would you think that?

I do not know. It's strange, your voice seems so familiar.

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 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?
Would you care for something to drink?

No?

A different vintage perhaps?

You're a very sick person, Captain Love.

Heads in water jars, hands in wine pitchers...

must strike you as odd, I suppose.

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,

Captain Love.

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.
-She must be mistaken.

My mother died long ago in Spain.

She says there is no mistaking

the daughter of Esperanza and Diego de Ia Vega.

She says she was your nanny.
She hung flowers on your crib.

I'm sorry, I cannot accept it.

Alejandro.

Listen to me. Can you find your way back to the mine?

No.

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 the chest in his study.

-Find out what his plans are.
-People in the mine are dying.

And all I can think of is. . . Captain Love.

He will come into your circle soon enough.

-I miss my brother, sir.
-Your brother is dead.

We lose the ones we love. 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.

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!

You sent men to the hills? Doubled the guard at the wall?

Yes, yes, of course.

-After all, 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 about the gold stolen
from his own land, he will have us butchered.

Do you understand?

Then we should destroy the evidence.

Set explosives. Bury the mine.

-And the workers?
-We destroy all the evidence.

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.

Excuse me, Captain Love. Thank you.

Kill him.

Good morning, señor.

-Good morning, señorita.
-Give it back.

-What?
-Whatever it is you have stolen

from my father, I want it back. Give it to me.

No.

Come on, now.

I don't have the time to give you the proper instruction.

I have had the proper instruction since I was 4.

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

This will make it more difficult. Señorita.

Don't move.

-Do you surrender?
-Never.

But I may scream.

I understand.

Sometimes I have that effect.

Excuse me.

Goodbye, señorita.

What are you doing? What happened?

Zorro. Zorro was here. I fought him and he left. He left!

-Did you recognize him?
-No, but he was young and vigorous.

-He was very vigorous, Father.
-Vigorous?

Yes.

Let's go!

Go!

Come on.

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.

-You mean, 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.

Yeah, she was.

So...

you will simply take your revenge.

No, I will take my daughter.
And don't pretend she means nothing to you.

She does. But you taught me to see
beyond personal feelings.

-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 beginning to wonder
if you want this operation to succeed at all.

-What are you saying?
-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 Ia 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, 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 to me.

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, 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.

Father, what is he saying?

This. . . unfortunate man lost a daughter once,

and now he seeks to claim you for his own.

Tell her how her mother died.

Your daughter is lost, de Ia Vega. You cannot have mine.

De Ia Vega?

A woman in town, she told me.

Diego de Ia Vega?

Father?

His name is of no consequence.

I was told my niñera used to hang something on my crib.

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 no choice
but to have you shot.

Even in the presence of my daughter.

Please.

They were flowers. Romneya.

Rafael...

she knows.

Water!

Lock them up!

The fuses are burning. Hurry it up.

Let's go!

Wait here!

Secure the wagon, stay alert.

-De Ia Vega.
-Rafael.

Only one question.

Really? What is that?

How would you like your remains displayed?

-Now I'm free to kill you.
-No!

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.

Alejandro.

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.

Elena.

You are like your mother.

Same eyes.

Same mouth.

Same spirit.

Alejandro...

Elena.

And so it was. Lightning split the sky.

Thunder shook the air.

And then all was quiet.

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 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.