All language subtitles for Death.Valley.Days.S08E23.Goodbye.Five.Hundred.Pesos.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD+2.0.H.264-bigworm_track3_[eng]

♪♪ [ trumpet ]

Howdy, folks.
I'’m the Old Ranger,

with an exciting new story
of real life in the Old West.

In 1846,
the United States army,

under the command
of Colonel John C. Frémont,

conquered Santa Barbara
without firing a shot.

But for years,
resentment smoldered

in the hearts
of the Barbarinos.

And in the winter of 1848,
the American brig Elizabeth

floundered and sank in a storm
off the coast of Santa Barbara.

Now, these two events would seem
to have no connection,

but they definitely had
for our story tonight.

There are several versions
of this incident.

This one we call...

I'’ve tried to be fair,

but you Barbarinos still resent
our being here.

My men have been intimidated,
beaten, and ambushed.

I am sincerely
sorry about

the attacks on your men,
Captain Lippitt.

But you must remember,

it takes time to make friends.

All things of change take time.

Sure, sure. Time.

That'’s what you told
the last three men
who preceded me at this post.

What did it get them?
Removal.

Well, I'’m not going
to be removed, transferred,
or anything else.

I'’m going to get results!

I don'’t like
the situation.

I feel as though I were living
on the edge of a volcano.

I can assure you,
señor capitán,

there is nothing
with my people.

Well, I must, uh,
be on my way.

And try not
to take each incident

too seriously, señor.

You see, the citizens
of Santa Barbara

want only to live in peace.

Adiós, amigos.

[ door closes ]

Señor de La Guerra is known
for his benevolency.

What do you mean?

Ooh, he'’s an old man.

He sees nothing but good.

Then you know something.

There is a reason
for these assaults, huh?

A rebellion brewing?

I will not say yes,
I cannot say no.

It will take
some investigation.

Then investigate.

As prefect
of Santa Barbara,

you'’re responsible
for the people.

I, señor?
Yes.

Ooh, it will take
a few pieces of gold

to discover the plot,
if there is a plot.

[coins clink]

You find out what'’s going on,
and I'’ll see that you get more.

Much more.

If there is a plan,

these little coins
should make the tongues
sing sweetly.

[ laughs ]

The well looks good,
eh, Manolito?

Papá,I think people
from miles and miles around

will come over
to see our new well.

Now, if we had a weight
for the end of the pole,

our new well
will be ready for use.

But it will be difficult
to find the right thing.

I think I know where such
a thing is to be found, Papá.

A weight?
Yes.

By the town near
Santa Barbara.

It'’s a--
It'’s a brass round pipe,
and it'’s very heavy.

I'’ve seen it with my own eyes.But, Manolito, my son,

we have no pesos
to purchase such a weight.

But it does not belong
to anybody, Papá.

It was washed ashore
when the American ship
wrecked by the reef.

Bueno. Bueno.

Make Pepito fast to the cart.
We will go see this pipe.

Está bien, Papá.[ laughs ]

[ speaks Spanish ]

[ clanking ]

[ both grunting ]

Look, Papá.
Does not our pipe
look beautiful and shiny?

Sí.It is the most
beautiful weight
in all of California.

[ laughs ]We'’ll be most proud
to show it to our friends.

Oh, most proud, Papá.
Most proud.

Come on, Pepito, pull.
We must get home
and show our pipe.

Un momento,Manolito.
I will give an assist
from the back.

Come, Pepito.
Move, Pepito!

!¡AÁndale!Pull! Pull!

Move, Pepito![ shouting ]

[ both shouting in Spanish ]

[ braying ]

[ continues in Spanish ]

[ creaking ]

Papá! [ gasps ]

Are you all right?

My leg-- My leg
is caught, Manolito.

Hold on, Papá.
Hold on.

[ grunts ]All right. All right.

Are you all right?

My leg--
I cannot move it.

Oh, Papá,you will
ride on Pepito.

Pepito and I will take
you home, Papá.

You'’re a good boy, Manolito.

[ grunting ]

What do you want?

I'’ve just come
from patrolling the beach.

The cannon'’s missing.The canon?

Oh, you mean
that old brass canon
from the brig Elizabeth?

What are you
so excited about?

Ain'’t nothing
but an old piece of junk.

Well, there'’s a canon,
and it'’s missin',

and the captain
ought to know about it.

[ breathing heavily ]Go ahead.

Come in.

Well?Beggin'’ your pardon, sir.

The cannon'’s missin'.

What?
The cannon, sir.
The cannon on the beach.

It'’s gone.Gone? Gone where?

Well, I don'’t know, sir.
It'’s just missin'.

It was there yesterday,
but today it'’s--

Well, they may be
firing it, sir.

I mean, if they
start turnin'’ cannon on us,
we'’re in a bad spot.

Oh, a very bad spot indeed.

May mean nothing,

but I'’m not taking any chances.

We'’ve got to get
that canon back.

And heaven help those
who took it.

Let me advise you again.

If the missing canon
isn'’t returned straightaway,

there will be reprisals.

I know that one of you
has stolen it,

and I know what
you plan to do with it.

[ murmuring ]

CAPTAIN LIPPITT:
There is no place
in Santa Barbara

for rebellious thieves.

Be warned.

[ chattering ]

Señor de La Guerra.

[ chuckles ]

Ah, Manolito.
[ laughs ]

And how is your
good father, Enrique?

Oh, not too well.
He has a wounded leg.

That'’s why I come
to town to get some herbs
for his medicine.

Oh, I am distressed.

I wondered why he had not
been present in the square.

But how is it with you?

Oh, fine.
I ran into a bit of luck.Uh-huh.

Why are the people
gathered in the town?
What did they speak about?

Well, my boy,
[ chuckles ]

the capitánsearches
for a thief.

See, he believes
that we, of the pueblo,
have stolen something.

He has promised
severe punishment.

And the townspeople,
too, will, uh,

deal harshly with
the guilty one.

And what is this valuable thing
they have stolen?

A canon.
From its place on the beach.
[ laughs ]

The capitánsuspects a plot.

Canon?
What is a canon?

A canon is used in warfare.

You see,
it shoots a big iron ball
of much deadliness.

Oh. What does this instrument
look like?

Well, it, uh--
It looks like, uh--

like a round brass pipe.

A round brass pipe?

A round brass pipe. Oh!

!¡Dios mío!
I did not know.

I didn'’t know either.
And the americanos,
they'’re very angry.

And the townspeople,
they threaten with violence.

Now this canon lies
in the mud of the creek.

But we did not
intend a theft.

This you must hasten to tell
to the americano capitán.

But will he understand?Tomorrow-- Tomorrow,

you must hasten
to the pueblo.

Tell them--
Tell them how innocent
we have done wrong.

Will he listen to us, Papá?

The capitánis
a very important person,

so he must be wise.

He will know that
we did no wrong.

I will go see
him tomorrow, Papá.

Manolito, tell no one
but the capitán.

If the pueblo should learn
of our transgression,

we will be
with sullied faces.

I won'’t tell anybody
but the capitán, Papá.

Sí.

[ sighs ]

[ door opens ]

What do you want?

I wish to speak
to the captain

about something
very, very important.

What'’s it about?

I can only speak
to the captain.

Oh, yeah?

If you want to talk,
you can talk to me.

Oh. I'’m not important
enough for ya, huh?

Well, the captain'’s busy.

You run along,
and don'’t be bothering us.

It'’s very important
that I speak to the captain.

Out. Vamoose.But, señor--

Vamoose! And stay out.[ speaking Spanish ]

Did the americanosforgive us
for our foolishness, Manolito?

Then he is going to punish us
for our transgression.

Papá...

I didn'’t get to speak
to the capitán.

The sergeant,
he threw me away.

That is not good.

The townspeople-- angry.
The americanos--angry.

Maybe it is too dangerous
to tell what is the truth.

Maybe it is safer for us

to forget everything, Manolito.

Yes, Papá.

I just hope the people
of Santa Barbara,

they forget it too.

Sí.

Sí.
[ sighs ]

"Notice.

"Unless the missing canon
is returned
by noon tomorrow,

"its male residents
of Santa Barbara

"of 20 years or older

will be accessed
the tax of $2"--

Dos pesos?[ murmuring ]

"...until the amount of $500
is collected."

¿Quinientos pesos?

"This tax is occasioned

"by the refusal
of the thieves to come forth,

"admit their guilt,
and return the canon.

By order of Francis Lippitt,
Captain, USA."

Captain Lippitt,
this notice of taxation--

are you serious?

If all the Barbarinos
are taxed,

they will
not withhold information
of the thieving rebels.

They'’re not making
a fool of me.

Captain,
if you want peace,

I suggest you
withdraw this tax.

I can'’t do that.

They must be penalized.

I'’ve placed Señor Vasquez
in charge of collection.

He'’s compiling a list.

Gracias, señor.

[ clears throat ]

What is wrong
with you, Papá?
You look sad.

I am filled
with guilt, my son.

When I think about friends

being taxed their
hard-earned money

just for a mistake
we made,

I do not feel good.

All this trouble
over a round brass pipe.

Manolito...

perhaps if we return
the canon...

Then the money
will be returned
to our friends.

Go to the village.

Tell the capitánabout
the canon.

And if you cannot see him,
tell anyone.

Esta bien, Papá.
[ speaks Spanish ]

[ knocking ]

SERGEANT:
Come in.

Oh, it'’s you.

What do you want?

I have come
about the canon.
The tax.

Yeah.
The canon perdidotax.

You see Señor Vasquez.
He'’s in charge of that.

Señor Vasquez?Yep.

He has full authority.

Go see him.

Señor Vasquez?

That'’s what I said.

You take
your problem to him.

Now, vamoose!
And stay vamoosed!

Señor Vasquez?Yes?

I wish to talk to you
about the canon perdido.

You wish to pay the tax?

Oh, no, señor.
I wish to return the canon.

[ clears throat ]

Now, about this canon.

Oh, I know where
the canon is!Shh-shh. Quiet.

I know where
the canon is.

It is my thought
that if the canon is returned,

then the people
will get their money back.

Isn'’t that the truth?

Ah, it is true.
Uh, where is
the canon perdido?

Well, it is buried in the mud
in the Mission Creek.

You see, it fell off
my father'’s cart.

Hmm, you must take me
to this place

so I can be certain
that you tell the truth.

Well, sí.I'’ll take you
to the exact place.

All right,
come on.

You see?
It was in the same place
where I tell you it'’d be.

But it was too deep in the mud,
and you would have
never found it

unless I told you.

That'’s true. Sí.

You cannot find it in the mud.

Now it will be returned
to the American capitán...

and the tax money
to the people.

Ah, the money will
be returned.

Now, Señor Vasquez,

I have another favor
to ask you.
Yes?

Please don'’t tell the people
that my father and I
took the canon.

You see,
we'’re not thieves.

Otherwise I wouldn'’t have
brought you over here
to find it.

See, we don'’t want them
to think bad of us.

It places a burden on me,
this secrecy.

But, uh, if you give me
your word

never to say anything about
this canon to anybody,

I, too, will keep silent.

[ laughs ]

Gracias, señor.
[ speaks Spanish ]

I will never say anything, ever!

Now, I will go down there
and take it out of the mud
and bring it over to you.

Mm-hmm. Un momento.
Un momento,Manolito.

You'’ve done enough.

I will make the arrangements
to have it moved.

Now, you go home
and tell your good father
everything is all well.

Hmm? Gracias, señor.

[ laughing ]

Captain Lippitt,
for peace in the community,

could you ask Señor Vasquez
for an accounting of the taxes?

Are you questioning
my judgment?

No, Capitán.

Just an accounting
of tax money.

As a friend, Captain,
may I point out

that taxation has not produced
the missing canon,

nor has the missing canon
produced a rebellion.

All right. So it hasn'’t
produced a rebellion.

But what about the canon?

I had to make a decision,
didn'’t I?

Mm-hmm.

Besides, they still may
be plotting.

Oh, no. I believe
whoever took the canon

either moved it
for a prank

or had some
innocent purpose in mind.

That canon!
I wish I'’d never heard of it!

And, uh, the taxation?

I'’ll ask Señor Vasquez
for an accounting.

Good.

Sergeant!

[ exhales ]

Manolito.

What is it, Papá?

See. See for yourself.

It is the canon perdido!

Sí.It has not been returned
to the americano capitán.

But Señor Vasquez,
he promised me

there will be
no more taxes.

Señor Vasquez.
He lied.

What are we going to do now?
We are thieves.

No, my son.
We are not thieves.

Go quickly to Santa Barbara,

tell them of
Señor Vasquez'’s dishonesty.

I will, Papá.And I will dig the canon
from the mud.

Señor Vasquez.Yes?

Captain Lippitt would like
to see you immediately.

And bring the tax receipts
with you.

Tell Captain Lippitt
I'’ll be there
almost immediately.

First, I must go to my office
for the tax receipts.

[ sputters ]

What are you doing
with that canon?

I'’m going to take it
to the americano capitán.

A likely story.

You have stolen it.

You'’re the one
the captain looks for.

He will be pleased

that I have uncovered
the rebel and the robber!

That is not true!
You know it is not so!

My son, Manolito,
has told you the whole truth.

Lies. You both lie!

But I cannot protect you
any longer.

Move away from that canon.

No, señor.I shall return it
to the americanomyself.

You want me to take it from ya?

Sí.You must take it from me.

[ both grunting ]

Whoa.

Looks like Señor Vasquez.
What'’s he doing out here?

[ Enrique grunts ]

Papá!

[ coughing ]

I will be all right.Are you all right?

Señor Vasquez--
he has disappeared?

He rode off.
What did he want?

The canon.
The canon perdido!

It is gone.

It was right there,
Capitán,in the mud.

Perhaps I can
find it again.Enrique...

leave it buried.

I don'’t ever want to hear
of the canon perdidoagain.

But the taxes.
Señor Vasquez has said--

I think Santa Barbara
has heard the last
of Señor Vasquez.

As far as
the tax money'’s concerned...

[ chuckles ]

...vale quinientos pesos.

[ water bubbling ]

The incident
wasn'’t forgotten, however.

In modern Santa Barbara,

it is kept alive
by two street names--

Canon Perdido Street
and Quinientos Street.

In fact, for 10 years
after the incident,

there was a picture of a canon
and an ironic motto

on the city'’s official seal.

That motto was
Señor de La Guerra'’s farewell
to Luis Vasquez--

"Vale Quinientos Pesos,"

which means
"Good-bye $500."