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[thunderclap]

J‘ Out of the night
When the full moon is bright

J‘ Comes a horseman known as Zorro

J‘ This bold renegade
Carves a "Z" With his blade

J‘ A "Z" that stands for "Zorro"

J‘ Zorro

J‘ The fox so cunning and free

J‘ Zorro

J‘ Who makes the sign of the "Z"

J‘ Zorro, Zorro, Zorro

J‘ Zorro, Zorro J‘

J‘ Not unless we got to go

J‘ Gotta go into town

J‘ Got an itch to go to town

J‘ Got an itch

J‘ I 'm thirsty as a prairie dog

J‘ Got an itch

J‘ I 'm warnin' the women
to offer up a prayer

J‘ l'm dog dirty and loaded for bear

J‘ Us mountain men are rough
[roars]

J‘ And mountain men are tough

[brays]

J‘ Mountain men are mean and low down

Yee-hoo!

J‘ We don 't wear frills

J‘ Don 't need 'em in the hills

J‘ Not unless we got to go

J‘ Gotta go into town

J‘ Mountain men are rough
[roars]

J‘ And mountain men are tough
[roars]

J‘ Mountain men are mean and low down

Yoo-hoo!

J‘ We don 't wear no frills

J‘ Don 't need 'em in the hills

J‘ Not unless we got to go

J‘ Got to go into town

J‘ lnto town

J‘ lnto town J‘

Seems like you're
in a spot of trouble there.

Looks like a job for a man
with a strong back

and a weak mind, just my size.

lnjun sign talk?

What tribe you from?

You ain't a Paiute lnjun, are ya?

I sure hope not.

Me and the Paiutes ain't exactly

on speaking terms.

Well, this should fix you up.

Good-bye.

Well, Esmeraldie,

I reckon he must be
one of them pale lnjuns.

J‘ Us mountain men are rough
[roars]

J‘ And mountain men are tough
[roars]

J‘ Mountain men are mean
and low down

Yee-hoo!

It is an excellent buy
at the price, Don Carlos.

The quality of the workmanship

is of more interest to me
than the price.

You're sure this was made in Spain?

Oh, sil

Then I shall buy it.

Wrap it carefully and...

J‘ l'm dog dirty and loaded for bear

J‘ Us mountain men are rough

J‘ And mountain men are tough

What is that?
J‘ Mountain men are mean

- I do not know, Don Carlos.
- J‘ And low down

Perhaps he's some kind
of a foreigner, huh?

We can do without
foreigners in California.

Deliver the candelabra to my hacienda.

Si, Don Carlos.

It will be delivered this afternoon.

And so, when my wages
did not arrive today

as I had expected, I felt very sad.

But then I thought of you,
and I said to myself,

"My good friend Carlotta,
she will advance me

a little more credit
until my wages arrive."

Oh!

lt's times like these when one knows

who one's friends
really are, eh, Carlotta?

Oh, but of course, Sergeant!

Water!

This is water!

Well, I am surprised that
you recognized it, Sergeant.

I did not order water.

Perhaps not.

But it is the only thing
in the tavern that is free.

But, Carlotta, l have been
your friend for...

Sergeant, you owe us
five pesos and 26 centavos.

- Until you pay that, no more credit.
- [door opens]

Yahoo-ooh-ooh!

I'm as hungry as a woodpecker

with a sore head.

Bring on the vittles.

Buenos dias, senor.
Do you wish food?

That I do, that I do.

Say...

you're a likely looking baggage.

Senor, if you please.

You got substance to you, gal,

and me, I'm a guy
what likes substance.

Senor, you wish food?

Honey, I'm so hungry I'll eat anything

that don't bite me first.

Bring me plenty of vittles and a bottle
of your best beaver blood!

Si, senor.

Beaver blood?

Uh, start me off with a small one,

about like that.

Si.

You will pardon me, senor,

but you are a stranger
to Los Angeles, no?

I'm a stranger to Los Angeles, yes.

Where do you come from?

Up yonder,
where the tall timber grows

and the hooty owls
sing like nightingales.

What reason brings you to our pueblo?

I didn't have no choice.

It was either get
out of there in a hurry

or have the hair peeled off my head
the way you skin a grape.

Please, senor, hooty owls, grapes...

you are confusing me.

| ask these questions simply
because it is my duty to do so.

Allow me to introduce myself.

Demetrio Lopez-Garcia,

sergeant in the service
of the King of Spain,

and Acting Comandante
of the pueblo de Los Angeles.

Whew.

All you forgot to add was
High Potentate of Next.To-Nothing

and Windbag Extraordinaire.

Si. |...

Would you mind
repeating that, please?

You want to know who I am?

Well, sir, Joe Crane
stands in front of you

as big as life and twice as nasty.

l was born in a grizzly den
and raised on buffalo milk.

I'm blood brother to The West Wind

and full cousin to The Howling Wolf.

I'm so mean, l'll fight a rattlesnake

and give him first bite.

I'm king of all the mountain men!

Right now I'm as thirsty
as a mud hen on a tin roof.

[pop]

[Joe] Ahh!

And I ain't been so hungry
since I had to eat my moccasins

back in the blizzard
of eighteen-ought-nine.

[Garcia] You did?

[Joe] Mm. Boiled 'em first, of course.

[Garcia] You did?

Sefior Crane, you still have not told...

Oh, buenos dias, Don Diego.

Good morning, Sergeant.

Sefior Crane, my name
is Diego de la Vega.

Howdy.

I would like to thank you for helping

my servant Bernardo this morning.

Servant, huh? [laughs]

I thought he was some
new kind of California lnjun.

How come
the sign language?

Bernardo neither
hears nor speaks.

Oh.

Sefior Crane, I still
must know where you are from.

Other side of the mountains.

Well, then, you must be an americano.

That's about the size of it.

An americano?

Do you have permission
to enter California?

What for?

Free country, ain't it?

California is a possession
of Spain, senor.

Unless you have a permit to enter,

the law says I must put you in jail.

Jail?

[scoffs] Now hold your horses.

I didn't come to your blessed California
'cause I wanted to.

I been trapping up in the High Sierras.

Bunch of Paiutes jumped me,
tried to give me a haircut,

chased me down, and here I am.

Sergeant, obviously Sefior Crane

had no choice in the matter.

Whether he did or not, Don Diego,

the law says he must have
a permit to be here.

I understand this,
but would it not be better

to treat him as a guest
instead of an intruder?

I am sorry, Don Diego,

but the law is very strict
as regards foreigners.

Well, I suppose you must
do your duty as you see fit.

Once again, senor, thank you.

l was kinda figuring having some fun
here in your pueblo.

I sure don't fancy spending
no time in no hoosegow.

Can't we pow-wow about this?

You know, talk it over
a little bit, uh, General?

There is nothing to talk about.

The law is the law.

Yeah, I reckon a man of your importance

couldn't waste his time talking
to no measly varmint like myself,

could he, uh, General?

It makes no difference
how important I am. I...

General?

Well, of course,
I may have been mistaken.

On the other hand,
I suppose perhaps...

[laughs] Sit right down, General,

and join me in a spot
of this beaver blood.

You move right fast for a man with

so much leaf lard
in his carcass, don't you?

I'm always willing to give
the other party an audience.

Now if you wish to discuss
your problems with me,

I shall be happy to spend
the rest of the afternoon

doing so.

Now I understand how the americanos

won their country from the English.

I think they talked them out of it.

The best beef in the whole wide world

can't hold a candle to bear meat.

Remind me once I caught a bear

inside a honey tree.

Rolled a log up to block the hole

so the critter couldn't get out.

Blew the whole thing
sky high with gunpowder.

Well sir,

that bear meat
had the finest honey flavor

you ever did taste.

Well, folks come from mile around

just to get my recipe.

He has the table manners of an animal.

g Senorita ?

Another bottle for me and the General.

Si, senor.

General?

Ah, Sefior Crane.

You mountain men seem
to have a lot of fun.

[laughs] Well, we generally try to.

You know, a mountain man,
he don't rightly figure

he's down out of the mountains
unless he's had

some good vittles, something
stronger than milk drink,

and, uh...

...a pretty gal to kiss.

Oh, but Sefior Crane,
do not try to kiss her.

Why not? She spoken for?

I do not understand.

Well, she ain't married, is she?

Oh, no.

Carlotta is a senorita.

But still our customs do not permit

such familiarities as kissing.

[laughs] Well, mine do, General.

And let me tell you,

when it comes to kissing a pretty gal,

I ain't got no more conscience

than a bull buffalo in a stampede.

General...[clears throat]

There's one thing
you gotta understand...

all women want to be kissed.

[chuckles] Not Spanish women.

Oh, all women are the same
the whole wide world over.

What you got to sawy is
what goes on with 'em up here.

Now if a gal was to kiss a man
of her own free will,

well, folks might say she was a hussy

but if she was tricked into it,
not knowing about it,

then she'd have all the fun
out of it, none of the blame.

Tricked into it?

But how?

You just keep an eye on me

and maybe you'll learn a thing or two.

Sefior Crane.

I still do not think
this is the right thing to do.

[clears throat]

What is the matter, sefior?

Ah, senorita,
I got something here in my eye.

| see nothing.

Well, feels gritty like
maybe I blinked in a cinder

floating around in the air.

I still see nothing.

Well, now maybe if you was just move

a frog's hair closer.

Oh, sefior! If you please! [laughs]

Now that didn't hurt much, did it?

- [laughs]
- Well.

You pig!

You have insulted Spanish womanhood.

No, Hernando.

This will be my pleasure.

Don Carlos, the americano

is not familiar with our customs.

You will not harm him.

gAmericano?

So that's what he is.

A barbarian.

Don Carlos.

The americano is unarmed.

But this is not a duel.

It's an execution.

Don Carlos, this is not a fair fight.

[Crane] Keep out of this, General.

Just give me plenty of elbow room.

I'll be all right.

[laughs]

[gunshot]

That is enough.

The americano is my prisoner.

You will make no more
attempts on his life

or I shall put you in jail, too.

Well, Sefior Crane,

you have created quite a disturbance.

Well, I had a little fun doing it.

lam sorry but I must
lock you up in myjail.

You will come with me.

Please?

Aw, is that any way to treat one of

your old drinking buddies, General?

Don Diego.

Can anything be done to keep
the americano out of jail?

As long as he's in Los Angeles,

He'll be far safer in jail
than anywhere else.

Don Carlos will never
forgive the americano

for striking him.

Are they putting the foreigner in jail?

Si, Don Carlos.

That is for the best.

At least tonight we shall
know where to find him.

Where to find him, sefior?

Do you think I would permit him
to live through the night

after what he's done?

[imitates sword slashing]

Tonight.

It ain't often you can find
a man who can hit a mark

like that on the first try.

It doesn't look very hard to do.

What?

Things seem the easiest
when an expert does 'em.

lthink I could hit it.

Takes a lot of
concentration and know-how.

Here, let me try it once.

Boy, you'd just be
disappointing yourself.

Oh, please, Sefior Crane.

Just once.

Well, it goes against
my better judgment.

But for you...

Clumsier than a hound dog
with the staggers.

- Once more.
- [donkey brays]

Say, ah, who usually keeps
them keys to the jail cells?

Sergeant Garcia.

I did it.

Just once more?

Please?

Yes sir, boy, you've got
that down to a fine art.

Just shows what a little background

and training will do for a man.

Corporal Reyes!

Do not talk while I'm shooting.

lt disturbs my aim.

Attention!

The next time I want some idiot

to guard a prisoner, I'll do it myself.

Si, Sergeant.

Sefior Crane, it is time for me

to lock you up
in the cell for the night.

Well, you're the high
muckamuck around here, General.

Sergeant, why does
he call you General?

VVhy?

Because it is perfectly natural.

Any intelligent person
might make the same mistake.

Everyone is not stupid, Corporal.

Sefior Joe.

I think it is because of me you
are in so much trouble, no?

Oh, senorita, honey,
it weren't your fault at all.

Every time I come down
out of them mountains,

why trouble just latches onto me
like a sick kitten to a warm brick.

Still I feel partly responsible.

I want you to have these.

l baked them for you myself.

That's mighty fine of you.

They look delicious.

Sergeant, these are for Sefior Joe,

not for you.

Carlotta, as acting Comandante,

it is my duty to search all food stuffs

for concealed weapons or tools.

For all I know,

you may have hidden a file
in one of these cakes.

Carlotta, what are you doing?

There.

Now, when you have finished
eating all the cakes,

you can return the keys
to Sergeant Garcia.

Oh, and Sefior Joe?

When they release you from jail,

you must come and dine
with my papa and me.

We live just north of the pueblo,

in a little white house
by the crossroads.

Thanks for the invite, senorita.

Don Carlos,

l have told our friend here
something of our plans.

Do you wish to help us, Pietro?

Si, Don Carlos.

I do not like foreigners either.

We must act tonight.

For all we know,
that incompetent Sergeant

may let the americano go free tomorrow.

Pietro and I will help you
climb to the top of the wall.

From there anyone inside the jail cells

will make an easy target.

Actually, this is
a patriotic thing we are doing.

A foreigner has invaded our country.

We must make an example of him

or others will be sure to follow.

I agree.

We will wait until we're certain

that fat sergeant
and his lancers are asleep.

Oh, Pietro...

I shall order some wine for you.

Barmaid!

Sergeant Garcia.

Sefior Zorro.

Where are the keys to the jail cells?

Keys. Jail cell.

Keys. Zorro!

Come quickly, sefior.

My furs are in the next cell.

There's no time to waste. Come!

No sir, I ain't going without my furs.

I'm afraid I must insist, sefior.

Hurry!

[Sergeant Garcia]
Corporal Reyes! Corporal Reyes!

Go back to your mountains, sefior.

I will keep the sergeant occupied

until you escape.

Lancers!

Sefior Zorro, you are my prisoner.

[laughs] Not again, Sergeant.

Heh!

Heh! Ha!
[grunts]

One moment, sefior.

En garde.

Sefior Zorro,

is this a fair way to fight?

Well, they tell me that all is fair

in love and war, Sergeant.

Lancers! To arms!

Lancers! Lancers!

To arms!

I should have allowed for the wind.

We'll get him, Sergeant.

Corporal, if you let him get away,

l'll court-martial you.

Help me up.

Ohh!

Muchas gracias, amigos.

I could never have done this
without your help.

After him!

Lancers, to horse.

Senores.

The americano has already
escaped your vengeance.

[gunshots]

The americano has no horse, Don Carlos.

He can't go very far on foot.

We'll go after him in the morning.

After him!

Wait! Wait for me!

Well, by now the americano
should be well on his way

back to his mountains.

Of course it's too bad
he had to lose his furs,

but he's still alive, uh?

[laughs]

Remind me to have a pair of suspenders

sent to Sergeant Garcia from Zorro.

[laughs]