The Mask of Zorro Page #4

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 are 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.

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, seorita.

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 niera 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.

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.

Oh, 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 la 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 have 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 this

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, seor.

- Good morning, seorita.

- 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.

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