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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‘

Well, | see Tomas Gregorio's returned from the harbor.

Purveyor of silks, spice,

frankincense and myrrh.

And tomorrow, we shall buy his goods...

...his Bombay cloth,

some gold tassels from Seville,

and, uh, perhaps a book of magic

so you can pursue your games of idleness.

There you are. The cat's in the cradle, and the game's done.

You are a man of magic, and you do not know how I did this?

Well, at least I'm one trick up on you, eh?

Whoa.

[man coughing]

[man sneezes]

Sergeant Garcia! Sergeant Garcia!

Sergeant Garcia! Help! Help! Sergeant Garcia!

We are coming! We are coming!

What is the matter, Senor Gregorio?

Someone is in my wagon... a thief!

- A thief is in my wagon! - Are you sure?

I heard him sneeze.

Who is in there?

Now, push!

[rustling]

[rustling]

- [shouts] - [squawking]

Oh! So, it is you!

You are the thief, eh?

Look. Senor Gregorio,

it was only a chicken... just a little chicken.

How could a chicken come into my wagon?

Sergeant, does a chicken sneeze?

[squawking]

Hurry up, corporal. Help me down.

Whoever I heard is in my warehouse.

Well, go ahead, corporal.

But, sergeant, a corporal never goes first.

Oh.

[creaking]

- Corporal! - Si?

Have you found nothing?

Si. l have found nothing.

[screaming]

- What was that? - That was me, stupid!

- [clattering] - Quick! Over there!

Corporal, he has caught me!

He's got me!

[chuckles] It's nothing, sergeant.

It is that your suspenders are caught.

[cries out]

- Thank you, corporal. - Don't mention it, sergeant.

[man coughing]

- No, you don't! I got him! - Sergeant...

- Look out! - Careful!

Help, somebody! Don Diego, call out the soldiers!

My store! My poor store!

Here he is! We have the thief! We have caught the robber!

[exclaims]

[speaks Chinese]

Say something I can understand.

Sergeant, he's Chinese.

Then say something in Chinese I can understand.

Chinese?

But there are no Chinese in Los Angeles, Don Diego.

Well, you have one now.

Yes, so I do.

You did not request permission to bring a Chinese

into Los Angeles, Tomas Gregorio.

- I did not bring him! - Well, he was in your wagon.

Did I not find him in your warehouse?

One moment, sergeant.

I do not think Senor Gregorio brought him on purpose.

Perhaps when you were in San Pedro getting supplies from the ship,

he slipped overboard then took refuge in your wagon.

He is a thief. I demand he be put in jail.

To be a thief, you must steal something.

Obviously, he has nothing.

[speaks Chinese]

You are right, Don Diego. But what is he? Who is he?

No, I cannot let him go. He does not belong here.

Sergeant, ifl may suggest... Perhaps if we took him to your office?

Just what I was about to say, Don Diego.

Let us go to my office. This is a serious matter.

And who will straighten out my warehouse?

Of course. Naturally, sergeant.

Come on, little one.

[speaks French]

[speaks Chinese]

[continues in Chinese]

Nothing like this has ever happened to me before, Don Diego.

Besides, no one in Los Angeles speaks a word of Chinese.

[continues in Chinese]

[speaks German]

[speaks Chinese]

Well, sergeant, he doesn't understand German or French.

How can I arrest a man without telling him he is arrested?

First, he must be charged with a crime, sergeant.

Is it not a crime, Don Diego, to break into a store

You are arrested.

I must lock you up. I must put you in the jail.

Don't you understand?

| just said I must arrest you. I must put you in the jail.

Sergeant, Bernardo, he speaks an international tongue.

Wouldn't his sign language mean the same

in Chinese as it does in Spanish?

Of course, Don Diego. Why did I not think of this?

Well, sergeant, you've been so busy lately.

I'm sure you were just coming to it.

That is true, Don Diego.

[speaks Chinese]

He was a prisoner.

Yes, and he jumped off the ship.

But why a prisoner?

He keeps trying out the pen.

When is he going to start writing something?

He is writing, his own language

[speaks Chinese]

It looks like a chicken making marks on the sand.

If he was a prisoner on the ship from which Tomas Gregorio

made his purchases, then somebody was holding him.

He must be returned.

Sergeant, this is turning into quite a complicated affair.

Yes, it is, Don Diego.

I shall find out the truth tomorrow when | return

with him to the ship in San Pedro.

Tonight, however, I shall just have to put him in jail.

A thousand thanks for your help, Don Diego.

You too, little one.

The boy's in serious trouble.

We're going to have to find out what this means.

Gracias, Bernardo. This may take all night.

Even then I'm not certain I can translate it.

So far I've only been able to make out two characters:

"Canton" and, uh,

"wealth" or "money."

It could mean anything.

Yes, I agree. I do not think the Chinese boy belongs in jail.

I also have a feeling that Sergeant Garcia

should not take him back to San Pedro.

If we could only understand what's written here.

You know, Bernardo,

this may be a case where two heads are better than one.

No, not you, Bernardo.

Go get Juan.

I want you and Juan to take some of these papers to Padre Ignacio.

Si, he is.

I'll continue to work here, and if Padre Ignacio does his best,

perhaps we can save our Chinese friend from whatever it is that frightens him.

I have brought you something to eat.

There is no charge.

It is the government that pays for it.

What are you crying for?

A prisoner is not supposed to cry.

You are supposed to be angry.

Please,

do not be afraid of me.

I... I must do what the law tells me to do.

I must take you back to where you belong.

Why, I do not know if you are a criminal or what you are.

It is good food.

A little mesquite beans, a little chili peppers,

even a little rice.

You must eat.

Why does it not fall?

Oh, no, no, no, little one!

The head cannot sleep on a piece of wood! It is too hard!

We are not so mean as to make you sleep on a piece of wood.

It is not a bad pillow. It is stuffed with goose feathers.

There.

[knock at door]

Just a moment.

Come in, please.

What do you want, corporal?

There's a man to see you, sergeant.

He was asking in the plaza for a Chinese boy,

and I told him we had him as a prisoner.

Buenos dias, sergeant.

Oh, a thousand pardons for my appearance, senor.

You are looking for a Chinese boy?

- [man] There he is. - [panicked Chinese]

Who are you, senor?

My name is Vinson, John Vinson,

first mate off the Burma Queen out of Shanghai.

You have a murderer on your hands, sergeant.

I come to relieve you of him.

The little one, a murderer? [scoffs] I cannot believe it.

You were taking him back to San Pedro this morning.

[speaks Chinese]

It is difficult, Juan.

Tell Diego I'm sorry it has taken so long.

It has been many years since I translated Chinese.

I will continue with the rest of the message. This may be important.

Have Bernardo take this much to Diego.

[shouting in Chinese]

It is no use, little one. I cannot help you.

If you have killed, you must go with SenorVinson and pay the price.

Don't you try to run away again.

You will treat the prisoner fairly, senor! He is just a boy!

Come, little one. Corporal, help him on the horse.

[Vinson] He's a murdering shark. That's what he is, sergeant.

Hyah! Hyah!

Yet Sergeant Garcia allowed that sailor to take the boy away?

I still can't believe that the Chinese boy is a murderer, Bernardo.

Ifl could only understand what is written here.

I don't suppose Padre Ignacio could either.

You mean he did translate the letter?

Where is it?

Bernardo, our Chinese friend is a prince.

He was kidnapped by that sailor and is being held for ransom.

- [mimics sword swish] - Si.

Here. Take this to Sergeant Garcia.

[whinnies]

Hold up, senor!

You have something I want.

- The boy, senor. I'll take the boy. - The boy is mine.

Not any longer. Hand him over.

Hah!

Hah!

Hah!

Hah!

Who are you?

Now, get on your horse and ride. The boy stays here.

[screaming]

Adio's, Senor China boy.

[speaks Chinese]

See what he is talking about, corporal.

It is all right, little one. You are safe now.

You are in the hands of Sergeant Garcia.

Sergeant Garcia, come quick!

Come quick!

Lancers, take care of this boy!

[Garcia] But how did he get down there?

I don't know, sergeant. All I know is

that he has the letter "Z" cut into his coat.

[Garcia] Zorro!

Lancers, attention!

Prince Chia Ch'ing tells me you should have been there yesterday, Don Diego,

to watch this Zorro fight.

I told him you also helped save him.

There was very little I did. The credit belongs to Sergeant Garcia.

Gracias, Don Diego.

I also told him you were sorry you had to put him in jail,

Sergeant Garcia.

That was a mistake, Padre. I...

[speaks Chinese]

After you get to Monterey, make sure His Highness is safely aboard the ship.

The one that will take him back to China.

[speaks Chinese]

[mimics sword swish]

Goodbye, Your Highness. Ade/ante!

Get up! Get up!

Imagine... royalty.

In my jail! [chuckles]

Dismissed!