All language subtitles for Veinti six

You sold me down the river, you...
Jezebel!

Oh! You stop saying such bad names!
Don Diego has come to help you.

Yes, I want to get your furs
from Sergeant Garcia, return them to you,

and get you started on your way
out of here.

That sergeant will hold onto them furs
like they was a jug of whiskey.

What makes you think he's gonna
give them to you?

Oh, he won't give them to me, but I think
I can make him sell them to me.

I don't know. I ain't been doing
so good myself.

Every time I try to latch onto them furs,

I end up like a dog running around
blind in a meat shop.

Señor Crane, you wait here in the house.

I should be back in an hour.
With your furs.

The Walt Disney Studio
presents Zorro, starring Guy Williams.

Oh.

- Are you all right, Señor Joe?
- Finer than frog fuzz.

Just be real careful.
Here, I have prepared some food for you.

- Much obliged. I sure am powerful hungry.
- And you are still in great danger.

You know, Don Carlos and his men
are hunting for you again.

What's wrong with that
Don Carlos gent anyhow?

Don't he ever give up?

He will never forgive you
for striking him.

I didn't hurt him none.

He's just lucky I didn't give him
my mountain man clout.

That would have knocked his ears down
so far he could have used them for wings.

Well, Don Carlos is from
an old aristocratic family.

- He is very proud.
- And mean.

That man's meaner than a basket full
of scorpions.

Oh, Señor Joe, why don't you go back
to your mountains, where you will be safe?

I ain't gonna leave till I figure out
a way to get my furs back.

Oh, why must you be so stubborn?

Are your furs of more value to you
than your life?

You know Don Carlos is using a hound
to track you down.

That tame wolf?

He ain't gonna have no luck following
my tracks, not no more he ain't.

These are willow branches
I got wrapped around my feet.

He can't follow my track that way.

Well, I'm gonna mosey down
the canyon a way.

Found a little spot about
a whoop and a holler down here.

I'll crawl in there, eat my grub.

But if you want me, you just...
Just whistle.

And please be careful, Señor Joe.

Well?

Don Carlos, we were unable
to pick up the americano's trail.

And why not? We know he's hiding
somewhere near here.

This fool hound is worthless.

But we have been searching everywhere
since early morning.

Did you circle the pueblo, as I ordered?

Sí, we traveled all around the pueblo
for a distance of two miles south.

But, Don Carlos, are there not many ways
the americano could escape

without leaving a scent
that Lobo could follow?

I am convinced the americano
is somewhere near the pueblo.

But why? He knows by now
we are searching for him.

He knows that you plan to kill him.

To him, material wealth
is far more important than his life.

- Material wealth?
- His precious furs!

- Oh.
- Locked up in a jail cell in the cuartel.

It's obvious he does not intend
to leave here without them.

Hernando, there is an old saying.

If you cannot find a man,
you arrange to have that man find you.

Come, let us ride to the pueblo
and call on Sergeant Garcia.

Wait here and keep out of sight.

Now, I know you're a friend
of the americano's.

And please believe me,
I'm his friend too. I want to help him.

It could mean his life.

What do you want me to do, Don Diego?

Could you get him to come here?
I want to speak with him.

I will try.

Oh, no. You stay here out of sight.

If he sees anyone at all,
I'm sure he will not come near the house

Señor Joe, come inside, quickly.

- Who's been here?
- Why do you ask that? Come on!

You heard me give the whistle,
did you not? That means all is clear.

Look!

No, no, Papa. You stay in the house.

Señor Joe, you come on up!

He has very strong lungs.

You sold me down the river, you...
Jezebel!

Oh! You stop saying such bad names!
Don Diego has come to help you.

Yes, I want to get your furs
from Sergeant Garcia, return them to you,

and get you started on your way
out of here.

That sergeant will hold onto them furs
like they was a jug of whiskey.

What makes you think he's gonna
give them to you?

Oh, he won't give them to me, but I think
I can make him sell them to me.

It's a technicality in California law.

Oh. Well, I don't know.

I ain't been doing so good myself.
Every time I try to latch onto them furs,

I end up like a dog running around
blind in a meat shop.

Señor Crane, you wait here in the house.

I should be back in an hour.
With your furs.

Well, I don't know.

I still think I ought to do it my own way.

Aha! Don Diego, come in. Come in, please.

- It is good to see you.
- Nice to see you, sergeant.

Now, what can I do for you this fine day?

This is a little matter
of official business, sergeant.

Do you happen to know that any
and all property

belonging to an escaped prisoner
is subject to sale by the comandante

- in order to cover any expenses?
-Sí, that is true, Don Diego.

- You know this?
- Of course. Article 17, section eight.

Article 17, section eight?

Don Carlos just happened to
mention it to me.

Oh, Don Carlos.

- Tell me, did you sell the furs?
- Oh, sí.

For 14 pesos and 50 centavos.

At least it did not cost us anything
to have the americano as our guest.

And Don Carlos is the one
who bought the furs?

Sí. The furs, the burro, the musket.

Everything that belonged to Señor Crane.

Something is wrong, Don Diego?

What would Don Carlos want
with the americano's furs?

Or the burro, for that matter?

I don't know, Don Diego. I didn't ask him.

I think maybe I will.

- You've been most helpful. Thank you.
- Not at all.

Don Carlos, you want your musket
on the roof, also?

I'd prefer to see the americano cringe
at the tip of my sword.

I see.

Are you sure he will find out
that you have the furs here?

He's a determined fool.

One way or another...

he will find out.

Buenas tardes, Don Carlos.

I heard that you bought
the americano's furs.

You heard correctly.

I'm prepared to offer you
a good price for them. Say...

- 100 pesos?
- They are not for sale.

- Not even for 150?
- You are wasting your breath.

I do not intend to sell the furs
at any price.

And now, if you'll excuse me,
I have important things to occupy my time.

My apologies, Don Carlos. Good day.

I might sell them tomorrow.

After they have served as bait
for my trap.

Them clothes have gotta be dry by now!

- Just be patient.
- Give them one more hour, señor.

Another hour?

I wanna be long gone by that time.

Carlotta, ma'am, honey,

- please fetch my clothes, huh?
- Just give them time to dry.

Well, I don't think this is fair,
keeping a body pinned down

when he's got a mind to go.

If them clothes ain't dry by now,
I'll wear them wet.

And if you won't fetch 'em,
I'll fetch 'em myself.

- You better keep your eyes closed!
- Oh! I'll get them!

Sit down, I'll get them.

Now, please, señor, do not get excited.

I'm not getting excited. I'm getting mad!

And when I get mad, I get mean!
And when I get mean, I get nasty!

Well, there they are!

These clothes is drier than
a prairie gulch in August.

I could have left here a long time ago.

I'm sure Don Diego had a reason
for being late.

I don't think he aims to come back here
at all

once he gets his hands on them there furs.

This is the thanks he gets.

He could have just let you go
and get yourself killed.

Well, maybe I'm getting a mite touchy
about all this,

but ever since I come to your pueblo,
certain gents have been

playing fast and loose with my furs,
and it's gotta stop!

Señor... do not go unarmed.

Much obliged.

Muchas, uh, "garcias," señorita.

Señor Joe?

You are determined to go?

As good as gone.

Well, then perhaps we will not meet again.

I reckon not. Once I get my furs back,
I'll be moving pretty rapid.

I see.

Señor Joe...

I have come to like you quite well.

You make loud noises,
but your heart is of gold.

Don't move!

- What's the matter?
- There is something on your cheek.

One of them little... como se llamas?

Stand perfectly still.

Adiós, señor. Vaya con díos.

Yes, sir.

That there's a considerable lot of woman.

Please, señorita.

Do not think of me like that.
We hardly know each other. Besides--

- What is happening?
- Quiet, you thiever sergeant.

Señor Crane! What are you doing here?

How would you like to go through life
with folks calling you Baldy?

Why are you so unfriendly?

The man what steals from me
is gonna find me just about as friendly

as a wildcat with his paw
caught in a trap!

What did this Don Diego do with my furs?

Don Diego? Oh, no, it was Don Carlos
who bought them.

Don Carlos? Him again? He bought them?

- Where's the money?
- Under the pillows.

Huh. Looks like a packrat
set up house under there.

Sometimes I get very hungry during
the night and...

Here's the money,
14 pesos and 50 centavos.

But I must remind you,
it is the property of the king of Spain.

Fourteen pesos and 50 centavos?

My furs are worth 1000 pesos!

I'm so hopping mad I could bite myself.

Where does this varmint Don Carlos live?

His hacienda is about
three miles from here.

The last one before the arroyo seco.

And as for you,
you pumpkin-shaped packrat,

don't think I'm gonna forget you
after what you've done.

Now, come on, get out of bed!

Come on, get up on your feet.
Come on, get on your feet!

- Hurry up!
- Well... What are you going to do to me?

That depends upon just how well
you cooperate.

Believe me, Don Diego, we did our best
to keep Señor Joe here,

but he would not wait any longer!

- Do you know where he's gone?
- To the pueblo, to get the furs himself.

- And perhaps get himself killed.
- Oh, Don Diego,

you go and see if there's anything
you can do.

Give your soldiers a call,
like I told you.

Please, Señor Crane,
couldn't we maybe just talk this over?

Come on, give them a holler!

- Lancers.
- Louder!

- Lancers!
- Another!

Lancers!

Inside, all of you, quickly. Quickly!

Señor Crane!

Señor Crane!

Isn't anybody out there?

- Corporal Reyes?
- Here I am.

Why aren't you out there?

Because you ordered me in here.

Can't you ever think for yourself?

Do you always have to obey
every stupid order I give?

Help, somebody! Let us out of here.

Oh, Don Diego, thank goodness
you were so near.

Sergeant, what are you and your men
doing locked in this cell?

Have you violated some law?

Please, Don Diego,
we are not here by choice.

The americano locked us in and
threw the key out there somewhere.

Where is the americano now?

On his way to the hacienda of Don Carlos
to take back his furs.

Don Diego, please get the key
and unlock this cell, eh?

I have some important business
to attend to, sergeant,

but I will get Bernardo.
He will find the key for you.

Gracias, Don Diego.

If the soldiers capture the americano,
they'll put him back in jail.

We'll be right back where we started from.
You keep them here, huh?

Yes, I think Zorro can handle
the situation better than the military.

No, no, little one.
The keys are out there somewhere.

Sí, little one. Out there. Out there!

It is out farther that way.

Is everything ready?

All right. You go take up your position.

Oye, Primero, try this latch.
See if it works properly.

Sí.

All right. Put the hound in here.
You get out of sight!

Lobo. Lobo!

Let the americano look around
all he wants.

Let him go through the gates
to get the furs.

Then let Lobo out after him.

And if he tries to come back
out the gates,

you can't miss him from there.

Pedro, you hide yourself
on the far side of the carriage.

Don't shoot the minute you see
the americano.

Let him come in to get his furs.

Then we'll have him surrounded
from all sides.

Sí, señor.

I will be there,
on the far side of the well.

If that uncouth savage
gets out of this trap...

I'll string all of you up by the thumbs.

That should hold you, señor.

Sure glad you're shut up in there,
you ornery critter.

Señor, the rope!

Hernando!

Turn the hound loose!

Primero, where's the hound?
Turn him loose now!

Old Joe Crane,
he ain't one to forget a favor.

Anytime you need help,
you just set up a smoke signal,

I'll come a-running.

Now, take your furs
and get to the hills while you can.

As for you, señor...

Come on, cousin, let's go.

♪ Mountain men are rough ♪

♪ And mountain men are tough ♪

♪ Mountain men are mean and low-down ♪

♪ We don't wear no frills ♪

♪ Don't need 'em in the hills ♪

♪ Not unless we've got to go
Got to go into town ♪

♪ Into town ♪

Sergeant Garcia.
I am the king's special emissary.

His personal representative,
newly arrived from Madrid.

There's only one answer for your sort.

- The stocks.
- The stocks?

Be with us next week
for laughs and thrills

as the man from Spain
learns the wrath of Zorro.

Señores, would you mind fighting
somewhere else? Please!

♪ Out of the night
When the full moon is bright ♪

♪ Comes a horseman known as Zorro ♪

♪ This bold renegade
Carves a "Z" with his blade ♪

♪ A "Z" that stands for Zorro ♪

♪ Zorro! ♪

♪ Who makes the sign of the "Z"! ♪

♪ Zorro, Zorro ♪