Captain from Castile Page #6

- We came to settle, to colonize.

There wasn't a word about settlement

in the governor of Cuba's instructions to you.

Do you think that 500 men and 11 ships

sailed all this distance...

with the idea of riding back

and forth in trade?

Or that the great emperor Moctezuma

has stripped himself for our benefit?

That there isn't a thousandfold more

where this came from?

By my beard, gentlemen,

these are but scraps and samples.

Are we going to be content

with trifles...

when we could help ourselves

to the whole treasury?

And mark you, he fears us,

or he would have sent nothing at all.

- But Governor Velzquez

- I take no orders from Governor

Velzquez! I am the law here.

Men...

this land holds out to us

a glorious prize...

but it must be won.

Great things were never

achieved without exertion.

We are few in numbers,

but strong in resolution.

Put your faith in me

and in the Almighty...

and we will go forward

and carry to a glorious conclusion...

the work so auspiciously begun here this day.

Oh, try to bite me, will ya?

Oh, you want to kick too, hmm?

Good horse.

I like your spirit.

Reminds me of my father's

horse, Campeador.

- Well, you ride him. No more

horses or blisters for me.

Come, seores, and get your suppers

before the others get it.

Thank you, seorita.

There's a female for you.

Just fits in to this New World.

Good deal on your mind, isn't she?

Well, she's free.

But you're giving me

only the juice from the top.

Dig down deep and give me

some meat from the bottom.

I will, seor,

if you do me a little favor.

I'll do anything, if you're only generous

with the meat. What do you want?

Seor, I'm in love.

Oh, bless my soul.

Then it's your fortune in the stars that you want.

No. I want the love

of a certain gentleman.

Does he love you?

All he thinks about

is a fine lady in Spain.

If it's Pedro de Vargas

that you're talking of...

he's of noble birth

and you're just a wench.

- Give me my meat.

- If I could only make him love me...

1/10th as much as I love him,

I wouldn't ask for anything more.

Well, what can I do about it?

You're wise and have secret powers.

If you could give me a charm...

something that would win him,

that would make him care for me.

Oh, the devil. Do you take me

for a witch selling love powders?

Oh, vaya, vaya, vaya. You're just a wench,

and you mean no harm.

Give me the meat.

Then it's a bargain?

You will give me

just one little charm?

Very well. But remember,

these are secret matters.

I have a ring...

from Rome, given me

by Seor Incubo himself.

10,000 spells.

I repeat. 10,000 separate spells

went into the making of it.

I expect a queen to buy it

for a tub of gold.

It's worth no less.

Could you lend it to me

for just a little while, seor?

I couldn't part with it.

The ring is priceless.

Oh, go on. Go on.

Have it your own way.

It's known as the Rose of Delight.

Put it on your finger.

No, wait.

Let me slip it on your thumb.

In a minute you'll feel the heat of it.

Such is the power it holds.

Meat.

Now that is what I call magic.

Oh, it's wonderful, seor.

I can feel the heat already.

- Good. I'll let you see it again sometime.

- Oh, please, seor.

If you let me keep it,

I'll mend for you, I'll wash for you.

I'll save you

the choicest bits of the pot.

Woman, you're a robber.

I told you the ring is priceless.

Washing and mending, eh?

All right. Have it your way.

A kind heart was always my undoing.

Keep the ring,

but guard it preciously.

If you lose it, the seven curses of Incubo

will shrivel you up like an onion.

More meat.

Oh. Thank you, Botello.

Thank you.

I will guard the ring.

I'll guard it with my life.

Hey, Catana!

Give us a zarabanda!

- Zarabanda!

- Oh, to the devil with you!

I've been working

and slogging all day.

- You think I'm going to kick up

my heels all night to amuse you?

- Oh, come on!

Oh, come on.

Give us a little fun.

It takes two to do the zarabanda.

- Who's dancing against me?

- At your service, se

Do you have to invite someone to dance

when I'm around?

Zarabanda!

Music, hombres.

What's wrong, bonita?

I'm not a ghost.

You took me by surprise, seor.

I hadn't seen you.

- Take the ring back.

- Oh, no, no.

- Take it back!

- No. Keep it till tomorrow. It worked, didn't it?

I never want to see it again.

I hate it!

Catana.

No. Please, no, seor.

You're beautiful, Catana.

- I didn't realize you were so beautiful.

- Oh, no.

No. Please.

It came to me tonight

that I love you.

- It's like a fever.

- Oh, please, seor.

You don't know what you're saying.

You don't love me.

It was the ring.

The ring? What ring?

The ring that Botello gave me.

I wanted to make you love me...

but now I know it isn't love.

It's the spell of magic.

- What sort of nonsense is this?

- It's true, seor.

I couldn't wait for you to come to me

of your own accord.

I had to put a spell on you.

But I did come to you

of my own accord.

Will you marry me, Catana?

What did you say, my lord?

Father Bartolom is waiting.

- He will marry us tonight.

- Oh, you're mad, seor.

Noblemen don't marry camp giris.

How could you return to Spain?

- Sir, there's a village in that

valley just over the ridge.

- With ample water?

- Yes, sir.

- Any signs of hostility?

No, but there's another delegation of

ambassadors from the Emperor Moctezuma.

We'll take no chances. If there's an attack,

I want the advantage of higher ground.

Captain Sandoval.

- Go to the rear and speed up the column.

- Yes, sir.

- Doa Marina.

- Yes, milord?

There's a village in the next valley.

Do you know what tribe lives there?

Yes, milord.

They are the Totonacos.

- Are they friendly?

- Well, sometimes they are,

sometimes they are not.

By heavens, Captain.

A king's ransom!

Yes. The closer we come to the mines,

gentlemen, the bigger the nuggets.

These jewels and treasures

will go to His Majesty, Don Carlos.

- They'll secure the recognition

we need for our colony.

- But, sir

The price comes high, gentlemen,

but it's worth it...

to get the governor of Cuba

off our tail.

In other words, a bribe from the Emperor

Moctezuma, ruler of this heathen land...

to bribe His Catholic Majesty,

ruler of Christian Spain.

By my soul, Father, that's neatly put.

Is gold the only thought

of this enterprise?

Is it the ducat or the cross

we bear upon our banner?

I leave such theological

matters to you, Father...

while I proceed

with His Majesty's business

and my own.

My dear, this seems to have been made

just to fit your beautiful neck.

Thank you, milord.

- Doa Marina.

- Yes, milord?

Say to the ambassadors that I am gratified

by this further evidence of goodwill...

and look forward eagerly to visiting

their emperor soon in person.

Yes, milord.

Milord, the ambassador says...

Emperor Moctezuma knows you and your men

tired after long journey...

and warns any further advance,

big danger.

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