The Mask of Zorro Page #2

the whole dang opera falls apart.

Go. Go.

Come on. Get up, get up.

Go.

I want you to know

I consider this an honor.

Bury the body. Bag the head.

Of course I have feelings for you.

Yes, yes, but quick.

Hide in the barn.

He's coming.

What do you want?

Please don't touch me.

What do you want? Who are you?

Don Rafael!

Listen to me.

If any of you is, or ever was...

...that masked man all dressed

in black known as Zorro...

...reveal himself now.

I'm Zorro!

- They took my mask, my sword...

- Silence, you old fool!

I am Zorro! I am the man you want.

I am the original...

Liar! Anyone can see

you are too tall.

Get him out of here

before he starts to stink.

Did you find him?

He's dead.

Back to the boat. I need some sleep

before landing tomorrow.

The governor has returned!

Luiz.

Welcome home, Rafael.

It has been too long.

Too long, my friend.

You said once

you favored me above all.

Consider this a fool's apology

for ever doubting you.

Come. A crowd has

gathered to greet you.

- Don Pedro.

- Don Rafael, welcome.

- You're looking well.

- Thank you.

- Don Hector.

- Welcome back, sir.

Don Julio.

Gentlemen.

Please, please.

I know you are not

really happy to see me...

...so let us all stop pretending,

shall we?

You think I don't know

that you have been paid...

...even threatened, to come out

in the hot sun and greet me?

I understand exactly how you feel.

Why should you care about any

of your leaders, past or present?

What did they ever do for you?

The Spaniards oppressed you,

the Mexicans ignored you.

And the dons?

Well, the dons, the dons.

The dons seem merely content

to cheat and lie to you.

In fact, I put it to you. Who, in your

entire history, has ever helped you?

Zorro! Zorro fought for the people.

Yes, Zorro.

Where is he now, Padre,

your masked friend?

Unless I am mistaken, he hasn't

shown himself in 20 years.

Twenty years!

People of California...

...the time has come to take

our destiny into our own hands.

Not as Spaniards, not as Mexicans,

but as Californians.

I stand here before you today

with no mask.

Only a pledge, a solemn pledge

that I will never abandon you.

And you have my word,

the word of Rafael Montero...

...that I will do everything within

my power to help you fight...

...for a free and independent

California!

Father.

Gentlemen, allow me

to introduce my daughter, Elena.

Thank you.

Can anyone tell me what

this flower is? I know this scent.

It's called romneya.

But it only grows in California...

...and I believe this is your first visit

to our shores.

Yes.

Hey, hey, hey. More whiskey.

Or whatever you call this. I don't

want to see the bottom of this glass.

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