All language subtitles for Zorro s04e12 The Reward.eng

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

When tyrants ride high and govern with
fear as the forces of evil

conspire. Then from out of the night,
our hero must rise with courage that

even a mask won't disguise.

They turn to the men.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Julian Hidalgo was a brave soldier and
loyal servant of the Spanish Empire,

tragically shot in the course of his
duties.

We pray for his salvation under the
mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ, for none

us is without sin.

And Lieutenant Hidalgo was no exception.

May the Lord God enfold him in his
infinite mercy.

Amen. Amen.

Answers! Prepare to fire!

Fire!

So, take me through this story again.

Well, Zorro and Lieutenant Hidalgo were
struggling outside the De La Vega

Hacienda. And suddenly, Zorro stepped
back and, like the coward that he is,

Hidalgo through the heart.

But you yourself had a pistol, De Soto.
Why didn't you shoot the villainous

swine yourself when you had the chance?

Well, Your Eminence, it was so dark.

Zorro in black. Difficult to see.

Hidalgo was worth twenty of you, you
incompetent ignoramus.

Let me remind both of you that you are
still under sentence of death.

Bring me Zorro, or I shall take great
pleasure in running both of you through

myself.

With all due respect, Emissary,
capturing Zorro, as I'm sure you must

by now, is not an easy task.

You actually believe the myths the
locals weave around this masked bandit?

Zorro is a murderer, nothing more. To
catch him, all you have to do is get

inside his treacherous mind.

Bring the Escalante woman to my office,
now!

Forgive me for saying so, Emissary,
but...

Now that the special war tax has been
collected, won't the king be waiting for

his money?

The king has been waiting six months for
that money.

Let him wait a few days longer until I
have Zorro's head.

The sun sends, the moon pulls.

The chapel door flies open.

What is it, Filipe?

Resendo is taking Victoria to Monterey?
Why in heaven's name?

To face the Inquisitor General?

By the time I finish with Resendo, he
will ruin the day he ever set foot in

Angeles.

That'll turn him.

Pray a finger on the senorita again,
senor.

You're a dead man.

Where did he go?

That infernal horse is about to destroy
the entire quartet. That infernal horse

will help me to capture Zorro.

Is it true that Diego de la Vega is
something of a poet?

A poet?

Well, I suppose so, but his verses are
somewhat metaphysical, extremely

immature.

I want examples of de la Vega's poetry
on this death by sundown, in his own

handwriting. Go.

Yes.

Don Alejandro, if Zorro doesn't come
quick for Toronado, there's not going to

anything left of the armory.

Sergeant, can I see you for a minute,
please?

I wonder what the Alcaldes are up to
now.

Sergeant, you know the De La Vegas
rather well, don't you?

Oh, si, mi Alcalde. They are very good
friends of mine.

Good. Good. In that case, Sergeant,
there's a little something I'd like you

do for me. Hmm? I don't know.

But I'm sure it's no good.

is that I rode right into his ambush.

I underestimated him. It's never
happened again.

Yes, rescuing Toronado will require
careful strategy. Let's take a ride into

town and see what Resendo has in store
for us.

Settle the horses, would you?

Toronado's giving them a tough time.

So you are the stone prince, again
gloating under camouflage, bearing

in your cap.

Seems harmless enough.

His verse is so irregular, it doesn't
even rhyme.

Something bothering you, Mendoza?

No, it's just that Rodrigo is a friend
of mine.

Oh, and you feel you have violated his
friendship, betrayed his trust.

Well, something like that, yes.

You are a sentimental fool. Get out.

A thousand, thousand pardons, emissary,
but...

There must be many examples of De La
Vega's poetry in the local newspaper,

Guardian. That may be true, but not in
his handwriting.

Forgive me, I simply don't understand.
Why is it so important for you to see

him? Read your Machiavelli, of whom you
seem so excessively fond.

Do you not remember his maxim, divide
and conquer?

Yes, yes, of course, but...

Why the De La Vegas?

What possible reason? Do you really
expect me to tell you?

Capture Zorro, and you may still be
alive when the fun begins.

Sooner or later, Emissary Resendo must
return to Madrid. We only need to be

patient. Why, Diego?

The man is a walking...

Pestilence. I say we drive him out. He's
a disgrace.

San Diego, Don Alejandro.

Speak of the devil.

I am so glad I found you.

I wanted to apologize to you both for my
rather ill -considered seizure of your

property.

You see, this is my first imperial
appointment, and in my eagerness to

his majesty, I clearly overstepped my
authority.

That, senor, depends on whether such
recklessness repeats itself.

If you'll excuse me, I have work to do,
Felipe.

I think it's time we got Toronado out of
this madman's clutches.

I can hardly blame him for being so
hostile.

Adios,

senor.

Don Alejandro. Talk to me, sir.

This was on the floor, senor. Does it
belong to you?

I don't think so, but... Well, it's my
son's handwriting.

A letter to the governor.

Is something wrong, Don Alejandro? I
don't know, Victoria.

This is a letter to the governor from
Diego informing him that I have grown

mentally incompetent and that I'm
incapable of handling my own affairs.

Good heavens, how perfidious.

He asks the governor to name him
administrator of your estate?

I wouldn't worry, Don Alejandro.

Don Diego would never do such a thing.

He wouldn't, Victoria.

And he didn't.

Didn't you say that was your son's
handwriting?

Hmm. It appears to be.

But as you might know, sometimes the
difference between reality and

appearance... This certainly seems real
enough.

No, sir.

I trust my life to my son.

Perhaps you don't understand that since
you don't have children, senor.

Tell me about your father.

Don't you love him?

I never knew my father until recently.

That's unfortunate.

However, the bond between this father
and his son is not so easily broken with

letter which is obviously a fake.

Weber forced this, was very skilled, but
not skilled enough to look into my

son's heart.

I'm going to show it to him.

This is going to give him a good laugh
like it did me.

And a Saturday.

Nice

horsey,

look. I got some hay for you.

Nice horsey.

Is everything ready?

The minute Zorro tries to breach the
quartel gate.

He's a dead man.

Why use the gate?

Close the drawer, please.

Slowly.

You're wasting your time.

The minute you enter the yard, my men
have orders to shoot that horse.

If Toronado dies, you will join him.

The man to shoot will be responsible for
the emissary's death.

You, the big corporal, untie the horse.

I think it would be wise for us to
leave.

Take him into the jail until a coffin
can be made.

Welcome, senores.

What a fight, Don Diego.

The score was magnificent.

You should have been there.

Oh, I've heard, Sergeant.

Quite a party, eh?

And the Albalde has agreed to pay every
cent in travel.

Yes, as a matter of fact, I have. I
think we all need to let off a little

You all know how personally close I came
to death.

Me too.

If it wouldn't have been for Zorro,
Sergeant. If it weren't for Zorro, we

would have come so close to hanging in
the first place. Oh, come on, Alcalde.

It's a celebration.

Can't you bury the hatchet with Zorro
just for one night?

You're quite right, Senorita. This is a
joyous occasion.

May I have the honor of the stance?

Pardon me, Alcalde, but the Senorita
promised the stance to me.

Alcalde will bury the hatchet, all
right.

Yes, right on Zora's head. What was that
expression? Blow off a little steam. I

like that. Senor.

Don't even think about it, Sergeant.

Sentry, where can I find special
emissary Don Gilberto Rosendo?

Haven't you heard, old woman? The
emissary is dead.

Cannot be.

Where is he? His body is in the jail.

Hey, you!

You can't go in there! You dare to stop
his mother?

Gilberto. My poor Gilberto.

The fools.

There is still blood in that face.

Gilberto, don't leave me now.

I am here. Come back to me.

Come back to me.

Well, am I dreaming?

It's no dream.

I wanted to be here for the final
triumph.

The De La Vegas about maneuvered me at
every turn.

I was in the hacienda. It was ours.

They would have been penniless outcasts.

I even tried to drive a wedge between
Alejandro and his son.

But they are so strong, nothing seems to
move them.

And humiliation alone.

will not serve our purpose.

If you are to regain your birthright,
Gilberto, there is no other choice.

The de la Vegas must die.

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