The Legend of Zorro Page #2

Don Alejandro de la Vega?

Yes.

Phineas Gendler, attorney at law.

I'm here on behalf of your wife.

If you should have any questions,

my address is on the letterhead.

Good day, sir.

Gentlemen.

I'm sorry, senor.

But you told me to make sure

you didn't sleep past 2 today.

- What's today?

- Wednesday.

Of course.

I have to pick up Joaquin.

What happened to my clothes?

I removed them last night

so you wouldn't catch pneumonia.

You removed them?

After you came back from the cantina,

you went for a swim.

In my clothes?

- This hotel doesn't have a pool.

- We have a fountain.

I see. Well, thank you, Lupe.

Perhaps you just can

turn around, eh?

I'll see you at confession, my child.

Don't look at me like that.

I know what you're gonna say.

No. No, I came here to lift

your spirits, not to dampen them.

Who said my spirit needed lifting?

Alejandro, you are being

a pig-headed fool.

Why don't you just tell Elena

you were wrong.

She's the one who wanted me

to live a lie.

To stop being myself.

As if California could

live without me.

Wake up. I haven't had to

ring that bell in three months.

- You should be rejoicing.

- I am rejoicing!

All right. You cannot

rot in this room forever.

A vineyard is opening tonight.

You're coming to the party with me.

My whole life is a party.

Thank you, no.

Be at the lobby at 8.

And don't bother coming to confession,

because I'll never forgive you.

You'd blackmail my soul, eh?

Hell, yes.

Now

would anyone else

like to interrupt my lecture

by asking to go to the bathroom?

No.

Who can tell me

what this word means?

Joaquin?

Joaquin de la Vega!

Perhaps you can tell the class

what statehood means to you.

No more exploitation

of the peasants by the rich

who oppress us

with a flaming poker of injustice.

And how exactly does a flaming poker

fit into your little theory?

It fits

in your butt.

Now I will give you something

to laugh about.

Come here.

No?

Joaquin! Joaquin! Joaquin!

Get back inside!

Joaquin.

So, what's with you, huh?

You're lucky Father Quintero

didn't throw you out for good.

Stop making excuses.

Why do you keep picking fights?

You don't understand.

Sometimes you have to fight.

Oh, really? Says who?

Says him.

Listen, if Zorro were here, he'd tell you

fighting isn't always the answer.

How do you know what he'd say?

Trust me, I know him a lot better

than you think.

No, you don't.

You never been in a fight in your life.

You didn't even fight to keep Mom.

I am your father, little man.

Don't talk to me like that.

There's nothing on earth I wouldn't do

for you or your mother. Understand?

Don Alejandro.

Don Alejandro.

Guillermo.

- Blanca.

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