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Come in.

-Good morning. -Hello, Bernardo.

-What do mean, a brother? -Well, half-brother, to be exact.

Conceived out of wedlock,

but when your parents had the chance of marrying.

Your father and I were engaged and intended to wed.

Before the wedding, he argued with my father and...

killed him.

An accident?

Alejandro fled Capistrano and...

shortly after I found out I was with child.

My family refused to let me contact him.

You at least got to know him.

I'm sorry you had to find out this way, Don Diego.

But my son deserves what, legally, is his.

Here are letters written by Alejandro shortly before his death

that accredit his intention to marry me

and make up for the harm I endured years before.

As for my son's birth certificate,

you can find it in the church of the Mission of Capistrano.

Father Legarra can provide it

and attest to what occurred.

I think this matter is the judge's responsibility.

He's in San Francisco now, so we'll await his return.

I'll send a couple of men to Capistrano

for the registry book and Father...

-Legarra. -Legarra.

Does everyone agree?

Don Diego?

Yes.

Agreed.

Very well.

A half-brother?

Why didn't he tell me anything?

Did you see him?

-Lolita. -I need to talk to you.

-It's not the time. -That's the way it is.

I'll bring him right back.

Did you try to kill my father?

I'm sorry, I was wrong.

-It wasn't him. -Of course not!

It was your mother.

What?

-No, you're sick. You're crazy. -Lolita.

-She stabbed me in the back. -I'd have done the same

if Zorro tried to kill my father.

It makes no sense to me either.

I adored your mother, you know that, but it was her.

She killed my father, I'm sure of it.

She wore a necklace with the Clan symbol.

Swear that she didn't leave the house that night

and I'll forget it.

Yes. She was away two hours because she was going...

to...

-Carmen's house to... -It all fits.

Carmen lied when she said she saw Zorro.

Her brother, Ramírez and your mother killed my father.

She gave them the perfect alibi when he went to see you.

No.

No.

-It makes no sense. -Lolita.

It's hard for me to believe too. But please, think it over.

We have to be careful.

She's on the alert now.

I need you to hold a masquerade party.

I have a plan.

But it's dangerous.

The soldiers found the priest of Capistrano and several women dead

and no one saw the culprits.

Strange, isn't it?

Oui. The only way to check would be to go there.

Wouldn't that raise suspicions?

If they're frauds, it'd alert them, oui.

Everything alright, Judge?

It appears so.

Father Legarra's testimony would be fundamental

to dispelling any doubt.

He attested to the claimant's baptism at Capistrano.

Wasn't he supposed to come?

My men have informed me

that Father Legarra died recently, along with several parishioners.

Apparently, his house was attacked by a band of outlaws.

What a setback.

Well, with the papers provided

and at the impossibility of further verification,

I determine that Don Diego de la Vega

is to give a third of his inheritance to Don Alejandro Montoro,

illegitimate son of Don Alejandro de la Vega,

whom he had, in addition,

the clear intention of recognizing as legitimate

on expressing his wish to wed his mother, Doña...

Guadalupe Montoro,

as shown in the letters provided by her to this end.

Any objection?

None.

Bernardo, calm down, please, I'm not giving them my house.

Yes, of course I know what's underneath.

Mei, please, talk to him.

Hood man!

My father found gold in the Scotsman's mine.

I don't know if it's still there or if he hid it somewhere.

I don't know. Maybe. I don't know if they know.

The native graveyard is there too. I can't give it to him.

Ramírez.

One condition.

House,

lands...

...and a mine.

On one condition.

My commitments to the workers in the mine are maintained.

Of course.

If they know about the gold, they don't know where it is.

They would've demanded the Scotsman's mine.

-Too easy. -It was a judge's order.

I don't trust him.

He's preparing something.

There's no choice.

I'll make it out of this.

Or I hope so.

As a joke, your disguise isn't very amusing.

In fact, it's offensive.

I didn't expect this of you, Señor De la Vega.

I'm not the only one who failed the expectations placed upon him, Captain.

I'm sorry.

Governor.

If you have something to tell me,

forget the position and speak to the man.

Are you sure?

Speak.

You wish is granted.

Perhaps this costume wouldn't annoy you so

if you'd been able to keep your promise

and catch Zorro.

But, putting the cards on the table...

I understand that you're annoyed.

Because you owe him your position.

Apologize.

Governor,

only those present are offended,

and the people of Los Angeles due to your incompetence.

-Apologize. -Or what?

Will you lock me up like the natives?

Gentlemen, calm yourselves, please.

Your father must be turning in his grave.

Enrique!

-Let's finish this outside. -Please.

-No, no. What are you going to do? -I'm sorry. It's a question of honor.

Gentlemen, are you sure of what you're going to do?

-There must be another solution. -There isn't.

Very well.

It will be a duel to first blood. Do you accept?

Perhaps the Governor will save us the work.

Go ahead.

Enrique.

Enrique.

Enrique.

Call Dr. Ros, please!

Get the doctor!

He's dead.

Lolita.

Get out.

Get out of my house!

I never want to see you again. I wish you'd never come back.

-My girl. -No.

I want him to go, to never set foot in this house again.

The duel's outcome was awful. It shouldn't have happened.

-It was his fault, mom! -I know.

And I'm sure he'll regret it his whole life.

But it was a fair duel.

What?

It's true.

Your mother is right.

I don't care if it was a fair duel or not.

To me, Diego de la Vega is dead, do you understand?

Dead and buried.

Don Antonio.

Doña Lucía.

-It's you. -No, don't get up.

What happened to you?

Who did this to you?

Zorro discovered me and gave me to the natives.

-Those from the village? -No.

That savage who accompanies him sometimes.

They're coming for us.

Be still. Diego kept his promise.

Monasterio is dead.

Now we'll take care of Zorro.

SAN JACINTO MISSION NIGHTFALL

May our Lord God guide us with a firm hand

in our darkest hour.

May our brother Enrique gain eternal peace.

And may this land,

bathed in blood and tears, cease its pain

and give rise to forgiveness and reconciliation.

You have passed the test.

Your loyalty to the Bear Clan have been proven.

-You are one of us. -This was your father's.

With the army leaderless, if we finish off Zorro,

no one can stop the uprising.

Zorro relies on the natives.

The three of us are not able to counter him.

Don't be led astray by appearances.

There are more of us, many more.

Good.

This way we eliminate the problem once and for all.

Monasterio.

Surrender!

We have you cornered!

Impossible. I saw the blood.

This is your last chance.

-Throw down your weapons. -Lucía.

There's no way out.

For California!

For California!

Kill them all!

Fire at will!

What a disappointment. You're just like your father. A traitor!

Your father wanted to sell California to the United States.

-That's a lie. -Vanderveen and him.

He was going to betray us to the Mexicans. Like you!

Now!

That's why I had to kill him.

As I'm going to kill you.

You were right about my mother.

Still, stay away from my family. You only cause pain.

-Lolita... -Your secret is safe.

GOVERNOR FAKES OWN DEATH TO CRUSH INSURRECTION

WANTED: CARMEN DIAZ DE LA MADRID

MEMBER OF THE BEAR CLAN $500 REWARD DEAD OR ALIVE

I don't understand, Lucía. What happened to you?

Where is the woman I married?

A conspiracy. What kind of madness is that?

Why ruin the name of the family like that?

What family?

The land you tread on every day is my family's. Mine!

I thought you were a man.

But I was wrong

You were just a servile rat at the orders of Pedro Victoria.

A nobody who thought he was someone because he bedded whores.

That's enough!

I regret nothing of what I've done.

I'm done now.

I don't understand why you hate us so.

California isn't Mexico or Spain, Governor.

California is California.

If it were your land, you'd understand.

The best solution has turned out to be terrible.

I've destroyed her family.

What do you know about Vanderveen?

RAILWAY COMES TO NEW YORK

New York...

As soon as possible.

The answers are there.

Mei, one more thing.

Gather your things, you're coming with me to New York.

What? No, no, no, no.

New York. Where's New York? Far away.

-Why me? -Look, Mei.

-Why? -Listen.

Hood man better. Hood man and Zorro.

Mei, please, I need you.

This isn't blocking a port.

No.

Where?

New York. Support. Discreetly, please.

A generous offer.

If we return safe and sound, apart from the gold,

I promise to sell part of my land to your compatriots,

which no one else would do.

It would mean a great advance for our community.

An advance that would cause less commotion

if I'm the first to gain access to it, don't you think?

This is even dangerous for me.

You'll be the first to gain access to my land.

Trust me.

This will do.

Don't you trust me?

You?

Never.

I know why you've come.

I don't think so.

The fox speaks to you, the snake to me.

The time has come to prove how you honor your people.

I gave up being Zorro.

Not as Zorro.

As Red Snake.

I think it'll do you good.

I'll be back.

I give you my word.

I don't know what kind of person you were.

But I know you weren't the person I admired.

I became Zorro to find out more about your death.

But I discovered something much more important:

who I want to be.

And I'll get to the bottom of this.

Finally.

Stop, stop.

You'll be alone on the ranch again.

I've asked Cuervo Nocturno to watch over you.

No, Bernardo.

Hood man doesn't work alone.

Okay?

Relax.

I'll be back soon.

What are you doing here?

I'd be lying if I told you that I missed you.

Then...?

We Russians love tragedies.

And yours, my love,

is irresistible.

Relax, no one saw me.

After all, you're still a married man.

I'm a man with no reputation. It's as if...

...I were dead.

You have a long time left.

Please! Help!

Hold it!

Throw down your guns.

Get off your horses!

A very timely suicide.

To the departed.

Tell me about the Clan.

Do you want to join?

Well, perhaps our already consolidated friendship

can keep growing

to become an alliance that changes the destiny of California.

Who knows?

NEW YORK 2 MONTHS LATER

Dear Mr. Vanderveen.

My name is Diego de la Vega.

I am the son of Alejandro de la Vega.

I am in New York to speak to you about my father.

I believe you were friends and had business together.

I'd be very grateful if we could meet

when your obligations allow it.

Best regards, Diego de la Vega.