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When daggers are pointed at innocent hearts, and muskets are ready to fire.

When tyrants ride high and govern with fear, and the forces of evil conspire.

Then from out of the night, my hero must rise.

A man

who's

larger than life and defender of all. He's this man who the people acclaim.

He's the one who strikes back for the poor and oppressed.

A hero.

Stay calm, Senora. It won't be long now.

I wish Alejandro were here.

The king has worked for him in Cadiz.

And God has worked for you here.

No, Ash.

Why? What can you hear in this?

Is something wrong?

No, there's nothing wrong, Senora.

Everything is just as I hoped.

I've made an herbal tea.

My mother's recipe.

Senora, wrap the infant warm and take it to my lodgings.

Why? What's wrong?

Do not question me. It is a matter of life and death. Trust me. Use the back

stairs and let no one see you. Go.

Go. Ines.

Ines.

I'm here.

I had a baby.

Is my baby here?

No. Not yet, my dear. Not yet.

He cries for his mother.

Why did you take him from her?

Daniela has another son.

Born two minutes after this one.

And quite healthy.

Twins?

Oh. What a surprise.

Surprise? No.

I heard two hearts beating already out of rhythm.

Even before birth.

But you said it was a matter of life and death.

Any ideas?

Inez? Inez?

I can't find her anywhere.

a time like this.

He's so handsome right now.

If only your mother could have lived to see this.

Alejandro would be so proud of him.

Grandson Diego.

Diego.

Diego, Diego.

Sergeant, attention!

Don Gilberto Resendo will be arriving here shortly.

He is a special emissary from the king himself. Now, I do not know the exact

nature of his mission here.

But it is vital.

Importantissimo. Thank you, Sergeant.

That he take back to Madrid with him glowing reports of Los Angeles.

And I want you to bear that in mind during his entire stay here in our

little pueblo.

Charming pueblo?

I've seen better dung heaps in the slums of Madrid.

How dare you, senor. I beg your pardon. Identify yourself immediately.

Emissary. We expected you to arrive by coach. We had a big welcome

planned.

Do you now? Don't tell the band, sergeant.

Arrest him.

What?

Emissary, I'm the acolyte of this pueblo appointed by the king himself.

That's it. My man, all loyal to me.

Tell that to my royal guardsmen.

Garrison, you were too easily surprised, senor, and such incompetence in service

to the crown is a felony.

Your alcalde will be executed at sunrise.

Executed?

On what grounds?

Perhaps you'd like to join your treasonous, inept alcalde.

Treason? What are you talking about?

Spain is embroiled in a war with France, an expensive war, and your distance

from Madrid does not excuse you from your obligations to the king.

Obligations? Well, excuse me, but we pay our taxes.

We pay taxes on our homes, on our crops, but we pay taxes on everything.

You will now pay a special war tax.

I'm authorized to collect a total of 10 ,000 pesos.

10 ,000 pesos to wage a war.

that will only benefit you and some cannon makers?

Senor Emissary, I must apologize for the senorita. She's a modern woman.

Argumentative, perhaps, but fiercely loyal, nonetheless.

It's a shame the war with the French goes so poorly.

Poorly? We are close to victory.

Just yesterday I received a letter from an old friend, a captain in the cavalry.

He tells me that our armies are being routed.

And just what would be the name of your friend, this captain?

He says that his men are laying down their arms in surrender.

After all, he should know what he's talking about.

He's in front lines, not collecting taxes in the colonies.

I'll have his name.

It's really not important.

Lieutenant Hidalgo, take this arrogant caballero to the quartel.

I am going to teach this pueblo the meaning of loyalty.

Clear the area!

I said clear the area!

Your Alcalde's quarters will be placed at my disposal immediately.

As he will soon be dead, he will no longer be needing them.

Senor!

My son you have in jail.

Then you should teach him to keep a tighter rein on his mouth.

De la Vega's always freak out.

I never thought I'd see the day when free speech would be denied in Los

De la Vega.

And you would be Alejandro de la Vega.

Friend to the royal family.

Perhaps even you have heard of me.

Oh, yes, I've heard of you, senor.

I've certainly heard of you.

Well, Jose Cabrillo owns five textile mills in half of Barcelona, has four

and 13 grandchildren.

How about you, Alejandro? Any grandchildren?

No grandchildren.

My son is not married.

Is that so?

What a shame.

Not yet.

And he won't get married as long as he sits in your jail. Look how angry you

are. Something to drink.

Alejandro, as a friend to the king, you know that no matter how badly the war

with the French goes, we can't be telling such things to every peasant,

or taxpayer.

Precisely. You see, we understand each other perfectly.

On the other hand, Diego, is that his name?

It seems terribly confused by the political realities of today's world.

Well, the foremost reality is that Diego, and that is his name, sits in

jail, doesn't he?

You must hold him very dear.

He's my only son.

We're loyal to each other.

And to Spain.

In that case, I'll go free.

I'm the authority here.

You can't do this to me.

It's my guess he planned to execute you long before he even arrived.

Why?

Why me?

Because you're the most powerful man in the territory.

Of course.

Of course.

If he hangs me, he'll be obeyed and feared by everyone without question.

What's going on out there?

Emissary Resindo has declared martial law.

His men have disarmed all our lancers.

What? He can't do that.

No emissary can have such sweeping powers.

What are you doing, Sergeant?

He's given me direct orders to release Don Diego.

What about me?

I'm sorry, Alcalde. Sergeant!

That's devotion between a father and a son.

Villavegas take great pride in family loyalty.

How inspiring.

She'd be a lesson to us all.

Diego?

No.

What about me?

Why, you're going to die, of course.

All right.

It is rather ironic that the Alcaldes sits helpless inside his own jail.

DeSoto isn't my favorite person, but I can't allow him to be unjustly executed.

Yes, Resendo's guards are hardened warriors.

That's why whatever happens tomorrow, Zorro must be prepared for the worst.

Gallows, where's the fire?

Hangings and gunfire are so quick and clean that they have very little lasting

effect upon the rabble.

Rabble? How dare you?

These are all good people.

Then these good people are about to get a lesson in loyalty to the crown.

You see, this form of execution has become quite the vogue in Spain.

Once they've seen a man ripped apart, everyone seems to forget their petty

criticisms of the government.

Tie him.

You can't be serious.

Watch. You'll see just how serious I am.

This is barbaric. True, but then war itself is barbaric.

And as I've tried to impress upon you all, Spain is at war.

No, Sergeant, no.

Well, it will be easier this way.

No blindfolds.

The Deserters have always faced death with dignity.

I'm not going to break my family's tradition.

I put De Soto's inept sergeant in charge of the execution on pain of death.

The irony is perfect, don't you think?

The incompetent in the hands of the incompetent.

Is everything in order, sergeant?

Si, senora. Then you may proceed with the execution.

I can't watch this.

What are you waiting for, you ignorant buffoon? Get on with it.

No.

What did you say?

He said no.

Proceed with the execution now.

No.

This is not right.

Dr. Wagon.

Leave him alone, Guardsman.

Lieutenant Hidalgo, take care of him.

Very impressive.

Can he fight as well?

Can he fight?

Lieutenant Hidalgo has killed over a hundred Frenchmen in battle.

Too bad for him.

I'm not French.

Consider

it

a warning!

The next man to interfere will not be so fortunate.

He's mine.

Senor, I'm flat.

A representative of the king should govern with compassion, senor.

And justice.

These people came to Los Angeles and settled the wilderness.

They have earned the right to be treated fairly and with dignity.

Never forget that.

Should it slip your mind, I shall return to finish this encounter.

Now collect your taxes quickly and be gone.

Adios.

is not yet over, senor.

Kill him! Kill him!

You came

close, Alcabier. Are you all right?

Make no mistake.

You are still under sentence of death.

and so is your sergeant for refusing my orders.

However, capture Zorro, and I will repeal the sentence.

You have three days, or I will take great pleasure in shooting you both

A letter from Madrid, Emerson.

My dear son, you should have arrived by now and be well on your way to achieving

your real purpose in visiting Los Angeles.

The destruction of the De La Vegas.

You must never forget the humiliation I suffered at the hand of Don Alejandro De

La Vega.

Never forget you were rejected by your natural mother.

That I took you in, loved you.

cared for you. The Dilla Vega inheritance will be yours, dearest

Be my arm of vengeance and grind them into the dust.

into the dust.