Zorro (1957–1959): Season 1, Episode 3 - Zorro Rides to the Mission - full transcript
Nacho Torres takes sanctuary in the church, and Capt. Monastario attempts to flush him out by being cruel to the Indian workers at the mission. Zorro must ride to the rescue.
Hey, easy there. We don't want
to arrive at the church too
soon.
Padre Felipe will
have us picking
oranges.
No. We must be serious.
I must think of some way
to get Don Nacho safely
out of sanctuary
and on his way
to Monterey.
I am sure you will
think of something.
(HOOFBEATS APPROACHING)
Give me those reins.
Hah!
Wouldn't you like to try one?
Gracias!
Excellent!
Perhaps not
quite the sweetness of our
oranges back home in Valencia.
Padre, you should be proud
of what you have done here.
I am.
At the Mission San Gabriel,
we grow the finest
Indians in the world!
They're going to make
a garden out of this place.
Now we have our first crop
that has not been spoiled
by frost.
(CHURCH BELL TOLLS)
It's too early
for the Angelus.
Quick, back into church.
Surround the church.
Sergeant Garcia, if
Torres gets away,
I will hold
you responsible.
You heard what
the Comandante said.
Surround the church.
Buenos dias, Capitan.
Are you out hunting
or did you bring your
men to whitewash my church?
Pax vobiscum.
Never mind blessing us now,
Padre.
You know I am here to arrest
Torres in the name of the
crown!
I am here to protect his
sanctuary in the name
of the cross.
So, you admit
that he is here!
The truth is always easy to
admit to, don't you find it
so?
Senor Torres
just this moment has
gone into the church.
Oh, sanctuary
is an absurd law!
Not to the Senor Torres!
And as long as he's protected
by the church, you will not
molest him.
Who would know
if I just took him?
We're
a long way from
both Madrid and Rome.
True,
but I'm not far away
from that flowerpot,
with which I could
bash you over the head
until
my faithful Indians
could come to the rescue.
(LAUGHING)
Is there a law that says
I cannot walk in there
when I like?
Not at all.
It's been a long time
since you were in church.
Remove your saber,
take off your hat, and
drop a peso for the poor.
(CHUCKLING)
(ECHOING) How long?
(QUIETER) How long
does a church claim it can
shelter a traitor like Torres?
Forty days, Capitan.
I hope you brought
your tent.
All right.
All right, Padre.
For the moment, you win!
Do not be angry.
The cross usually does.
You can't
interfere for long
with the King's justice.
Heaven forbid! Now will
you excuse me, won't you?
We're short of helpers.
There's a crop of oranges
that must be stored
before nightfall.
Come back any time.
I haven't
finished telling you.
Confession's
every Wednesday
and Saturday at 7:00.
Alto!
You can go no further!
Very well, then.
I don't mind walking.
What is your
business here?
Speak up!
Buenas tardes, Capitan.
Is the army here on
maneuvers?
What are you doing here,
de la Vega?
Padre Felipe has
a surplus of oranges.
I thought I might buy some.
You hadn't heard Torres
has taken sanctuary in
the church?
He has?
If I were a young man
just returned from Spain,
I would mind my own business!
Oh! The Padre won't give him
up, eh? What a nuisance for
you!
Nuisance. Ha.
I'd like to haul Torres
out of sanctuary by his
ears!
Captain, if I
were a young officer
rising in the service,
I wouldn't
want the Pope and
the King of Spain
angry with me
at the same time.
I am certain there's
nothing to worry about.
Capitan Monastario may
be a miserable scoundrel,
but even
he would be afraid
to risk public censure.
If this mysterious Zorro had
not freed me, I would have
been hanged by now.
Padre, do you know
who this Zorro is?
No, but whoever he is,
my prayers ride with him.
Diego, my son,
I am so glad to see you.
Is the army still outside?
Oh, yes, in full force.
Are you all right? I called
on your daughter to reassure
her.
Thank you, my boy.
For the moment,
I seem to be safe.
Of course he's safe,
but my oranges won't be
unless I go back outside.
They have to be under cover
in case it freezes tonight.
Will you stay
with us a while?
Of course.
Padre Felipe
seems a good deal
more confident than you.
Yes, but I cannot spend
the rest of my life in
his church.
Perhaps my father can plead
your case with the governor.
No, I do not want your
father involved in this.
Do you not realize
that I am accused
of treason?
Everyone
knows you haven't
committed this crime.
Listen, Diego,
stay out of this.
Any protest you
make will be futile.
But someone
must do something
besides this Zorro.
In times such as these,
even a fighter like Zorro
will be trapped sooner or
later.
Come this way.
Comandante's orders.
You there, stand up.
Pronto.
MAN: Hurry up!
Come on. You do not need
these where you are going.
Stop. You have
no right to do that.
Get your hands off them!
Never mind.
I want every
Indian you can find.
Take them with the others.
What are you doing?
They're my children.
They live and work
here at the mission.
You have
your law of sanctuary.
Well, I have a few laws, too.
An order of the King says
a Comandante
may conscript
available labor
whenever he considers it
necessary.
Captain Monastario,
the oranges have to be picked
and carried into the warmth
of the bodega.
I can
understand your anger
with me and Senor Torres.
Don't take it out
on those poor people.
In one moment of unkindness,
you will destroy all our work.
You will make them hate
and fear the white man.
What difference does it make?
These oranges are sour,
anyway.
You see, Torres?
You see what you
are causing?
Go and
watch from the front
door and you will see more.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
Now that
they are lined up,
hand out the tools.
The detail is about
ready for work.
Good!
I want a new
road built, Garcia.
A new road, Capitan?
Where?
Have them start clearing
from right here through
there,
to the other
side of there.
From here
through there to there?
But, Comandante,
there is already a road that
runs to the same place nicely.
There. And with
all these heavy
rocks...
That's
the reason we need
the mission Indians.
To move the rocks.
Please, Capitan,
why do we need
a new road?
Military expediency,
that is why!
If you find the Indian that
rang the mission bell to
warn of our coming,
make him carry
the heaviest boulders.
Get the
men up the hill.
Lancers, move them.
Andale! Andale!
(GROANING)
MAN: Make them work.
There will
be more trouble
than I am worth.
Padre Felipe.
Don Nacho,
please get back inside.
Look at him, Diego.
Monastario will make up
one impossible job
after another.
The Padre cannot sacrifice all
the good he's done for these
Indians just for me.
Don Nacho, please
stay where you are. At least
wait before making a decision.
I will send Bernardo home
alone. I'll stay here and
do what I can.
Yes, it's bad.
Something must be done.
Get back to the cave
and bring me Tornado
quickly.
Can you be
back in two hours?
Andale!
Are you here again?
I'm helping Padre Felipe
with the oranges.
You've taken
his helpers away.
De la Vega,
this road building
I've put them to is nothing.
Tomorrow and the next day,
there will be more
impossible tasks.
It's not the Franciscan mule
I'm breaking.
I want Torres
to give himself up.
For the sake
of the mission, eh?
For the sake of what he
is causing. You see this?
I've given orders.
In a few minutes,
my men will start
using these.
If I have to, I will work
those poor Indians till
they drop.
Comandante, there is no
need to resort to cruelty.
If you'd wait...
Exactly!
Until you have talked
to Senor Torres.
Tell him what
I have told you.
Make him have sense.
If you really want
to help the mission,
this is how to do it.
Maybe I can
convince Don Nacho
of what he should do.
This is
very wise of you.
If you do this, you can
return to your books,
huh?
But tell him about this.
In just a few minutes.
Remember.
Bernardo. Thank heaven
you're back. Where's
Tornado?
On the other side of
the cemetery wall?
We have much to do.
I must find a way to delay
Monastario, and you must
get among the rocks...
(WHISPERING)
All right, Sergeant,
a little extra effort now.
But, Capitan,
have you not seen?
We've already
moved the rocks from
that side to this side.
Exactly. That is why I want
more effort to move them
back again.
To move them back...
From this side to that,
you idiot.
Hey! Do not
spare the whip.
A little
hard complaining always
speeds up a surrender, eh?
(WHIP CRACKING)
(SCREAMING)
From this side to that side...
(WHIP CRACKING)
(YELLING)
(MEN YELLING IN PAIN)
GARCIA: On your feet.
The Comandante says this
road must be cut by tomorrow.
De la Vega!
Senor Torres, I did not
come in here to harm you,
merely to hear your answer.
(ORGAN MUSIC PLAYS)
De la Vega.
Senor...
Shh!
He's praying!
You haven't
spoken to him yet?
Oh, yes.
Everything you told me.
And it looks
as if you've won.
He will break
his own sanctuary?
He says he needs the
time to think it over.
He's asking forgiveness for
all the trouble he's caused
the Indians.
In that case, I do not
mind waiting a little
longer.
He always loved
this piece.
That's why he asked
me to play it for him.
Well, get on with it,
then, huh?
(MUSIC STOPS)
Ah!
Good!
There's more.
(PLAYING RESUMES)
More?
This organ has
a beautiful tone, huh?
Yes.
And yet, it was two years
coming here on the Lima
treasure galleon.
Most interesting.
And now,
Senor, I think
he's had enough time.
Oh, listen to this movement.
(ORGAN MUSIC)
Stop making that noise
and listen to the music.
Don't shoot!
(GUNSHOT)
How many of them got away?
Go
after them quick, before
the Comandante finds out.
Sergeant Garcia!
Who fired that shot?
Garcia, where are you?
What happened, Diego?
I don't know.
Don Nacho, stay inside.
Padre, what is it?
A soldier fired
at one of the Indians,
but missed, thank heaven.
Sergeant Garcia
begs to report.
I know. You were asleep
and some of them got away.
Oh, no. I was just
listening to the music.
Get the rest of them
back to work, you idiot.
Use those whips!
Ahhh!
Ohhh!
Here, give me that!
Ha.
I'll show Torres something
to watch. Ha!
Ohhh!
So, Senor Torres, I see
you've finished praying.
Just
watch over there,
watch all of you,
and you will see
the results of
your prayers.
(YELPING)
MONASTARIO:
Get a move on,
you lazy Indian!
MAN: Ahhh!
MONASTARIO: Hurry up.
What is holding the work up?
You there, stand up. Pronto.
GARCIA: Hurry up.
Move all those rocks.
My land, my life,
it is not worth
all that.
Nacho...
No, Padre.
Guard, call your Capitan.
Stop all that brutality.
Take your hands off him!
No, Padre.
This is my decision.
I should have
given myself up earlier.
I think that was the
answer to my prayers.
Bless you, Nacho.
Sergeant Garcia.
Oh, so you caught him, eh?
He gave himself up,
Sergeant.
(HOOFBEATS APPROACHING)
Zorro?
Run, run to the hills.
(MURMURING)
Get Zorro. Take him!
(WHINNYING)
♪ Zorro, Zorro, Zorro
♪ Zorro, Zorro ♪
Don Nacho, oremos.
Let us pray.
NARRATOR: Join us next week
as Zorro continues his fight
to save the famous
Mission San Gabriel.
Hear the spine-chilling story
of the ghost of the mad monk.
Laugh at the Comandante's
frantic efforts to
capture the elusive spook.
Next week, when the
Walt Disney Studio
brings you
another dashing
adventure of Zorro.
Ahhh!
Speak, miserable wretch.
Where are the others
hiding?
Ten lashes more.
Forgive me, Comandante,
this Indian
will die before he
betrays his own people.
You think so, eh?
All right, leave
me alone with him.
Please, for your own sake,
tell the Capitan what he
wishes to know.
That donkey brain
of a sergeant is
right.
You will die before
revealing any information,
but I want no information.
Only your silence.
You have a family.
You want to
see them again?
I'll take you
back to the mission.
I shall tell
that stubborn Padre
a few harmless tales.
If you deny them, if you so
much as open your mouth in
protest,
you will never see
your family again,
understand?
Sergeant Garcia,
the prisoner has just
made a full confession.
He has?
Order the lancers out.
Ride to
the mission
immediately.
Have them
prepared for combat.
Combat?
For fighting, baboso.
We ride for King and country!
Yes, Capitan!
Lancers, prepare to
depart immediately.
(DISCORDANT STRUMMING)
No,
you've got
to try harder.
I never knew a Spaniard who
couldn't learn to play guitar.
Now, watch.
The fingers here, huh?
Now, you try.
Sit down, it's easier. Here.
(UNMELODIC STRUMMING)
No, you mustn't give up.
If you're to cover for me
when I'm riding as Zorro,
it must sound as if
I'm here practicing.
Go on, you'll get it.
I must ride to
the mission to make sure
Don Nacho got away safely.
Now, you just
keep practicing, eh?
Diego, I'm so glad it's you.
I was afraid Monastario
had returned.
Are your Indians
still in the hills?
They'll return
when it's safe.
Has Don Nacho left?
Not yet.
He'll stay
till it's safe.
You may
come out, Don Nacho.
It is Diego de la Vega.
Diego,
my friend.
Good to see you.
You shouldn't
wait too long to
set out for Monterey.
(HOOFBEATS APPROACHING)
Quick! Get back
into the church!
Sergeant Garcia,
post sentries on
every side.
Keep a sharp watch.
Tell the
men to shoot first
and then ask questions.
Si, Capitan.
Ortega,
bring
the prisoner
and come with me!
GARCIA: Lancers,
surround the church.
See that no one escapes.
Will they take
Don Nacho by force?
It appears that way.
Buenos dias, Padre,
Senor de la Vega.
You've returned with
a new trick to break
the law of sanctuary?
Not at all.
I've returned to protect
church property and your
lives.
Against what?
An attack by
the hostile
Indians.
There are no
hostile Indians here.
They are just
like my children!
You think so?
Ortega, the prisoner!
What have they done to you,
Inocente?
Be careful, Padre.
This is a dangerous savage.
He's confessed his
people are planning
to burn
the mission
and kill you.
But that's impossible!
Tell them what you told me.
Tell them how your people
have planned revenge for
a long time,
they'll strike
under cover of
darkness.
That's not true.
Speak up, Inocente.
Do not be afraid.
Did you admit your leaders are
planning to kill all the
whites in the missions?
You see?
He dare not deny it.
I have no choice but to place
this mission under martial
law.
A shabby trick,
Capitan Monastario.
On the contrary, I am
merely performing my duty.
You are beloved
by all the people.
I cannot risk
leaving you unprotected
when there is
danger of a massacre.
Ortega, take
the prisoner away.
And guard him well.
Padre, I declare this mission
to be under my personal
military command.
You will provide
sustenance and
shelter
for my lancers
while they protect you.
Now, if you please, I shall
select a private room for
my headquarters.
to arrive at the church too
soon.
Padre Felipe will
have us picking
oranges.
No. We must be serious.
I must think of some way
to get Don Nacho safely
out of sanctuary
and on his way
to Monterey.
I am sure you will
think of something.
(HOOFBEATS APPROACHING)
Give me those reins.
Hah!
Wouldn't you like to try one?
Gracias!
Excellent!
Perhaps not
quite the sweetness of our
oranges back home in Valencia.
Padre, you should be proud
of what you have done here.
I am.
At the Mission San Gabriel,
we grow the finest
Indians in the world!
They're going to make
a garden out of this place.
Now we have our first crop
that has not been spoiled
by frost.
(CHURCH BELL TOLLS)
It's too early
for the Angelus.
Quick, back into church.
Surround the church.
Sergeant Garcia, if
Torres gets away,
I will hold
you responsible.
You heard what
the Comandante said.
Surround the church.
Buenos dias, Capitan.
Are you out hunting
or did you bring your
men to whitewash my church?
Pax vobiscum.
Never mind blessing us now,
Padre.
You know I am here to arrest
Torres in the name of the
crown!
I am here to protect his
sanctuary in the name
of the cross.
So, you admit
that he is here!
The truth is always easy to
admit to, don't you find it
so?
Senor Torres
just this moment has
gone into the church.
Oh, sanctuary
is an absurd law!
Not to the Senor Torres!
And as long as he's protected
by the church, you will not
molest him.
Who would know
if I just took him?
We're
a long way from
both Madrid and Rome.
True,
but I'm not far away
from that flowerpot,
with which I could
bash you over the head
until
my faithful Indians
could come to the rescue.
(LAUGHING)
Is there a law that says
I cannot walk in there
when I like?
Not at all.
It's been a long time
since you were in church.
Remove your saber,
take off your hat, and
drop a peso for the poor.
(CHUCKLING)
(ECHOING) How long?
(QUIETER) How long
does a church claim it can
shelter a traitor like Torres?
Forty days, Capitan.
I hope you brought
your tent.
All right.
All right, Padre.
For the moment, you win!
Do not be angry.
The cross usually does.
You can't
interfere for long
with the King's justice.
Heaven forbid! Now will
you excuse me, won't you?
We're short of helpers.
There's a crop of oranges
that must be stored
before nightfall.
Come back any time.
I haven't
finished telling you.
Confession's
every Wednesday
and Saturday at 7:00.
Alto!
You can go no further!
Very well, then.
I don't mind walking.
What is your
business here?
Speak up!
Buenas tardes, Capitan.
Is the army here on
maneuvers?
What are you doing here,
de la Vega?
Padre Felipe has
a surplus of oranges.
I thought I might buy some.
You hadn't heard Torres
has taken sanctuary in
the church?
He has?
If I were a young man
just returned from Spain,
I would mind my own business!
Oh! The Padre won't give him
up, eh? What a nuisance for
you!
Nuisance. Ha.
I'd like to haul Torres
out of sanctuary by his
ears!
Captain, if I
were a young officer
rising in the service,
I wouldn't
want the Pope and
the King of Spain
angry with me
at the same time.
I am certain there's
nothing to worry about.
Capitan Monastario may
be a miserable scoundrel,
but even
he would be afraid
to risk public censure.
If this mysterious Zorro had
not freed me, I would have
been hanged by now.
Padre, do you know
who this Zorro is?
No, but whoever he is,
my prayers ride with him.
Diego, my son,
I am so glad to see you.
Is the army still outside?
Oh, yes, in full force.
Are you all right? I called
on your daughter to reassure
her.
Thank you, my boy.
For the moment,
I seem to be safe.
Of course he's safe,
but my oranges won't be
unless I go back outside.
They have to be under cover
in case it freezes tonight.
Will you stay
with us a while?
Of course.
Padre Felipe
seems a good deal
more confident than you.
Yes, but I cannot spend
the rest of my life in
his church.
Perhaps my father can plead
your case with the governor.
No, I do not want your
father involved in this.
Do you not realize
that I am accused
of treason?
Everyone
knows you haven't
committed this crime.
Listen, Diego,
stay out of this.
Any protest you
make will be futile.
But someone
must do something
besides this Zorro.
In times such as these,
even a fighter like Zorro
will be trapped sooner or
later.
Come this way.
Comandante's orders.
You there, stand up.
Pronto.
MAN: Hurry up!
Come on. You do not need
these where you are going.
Stop. You have
no right to do that.
Get your hands off them!
Never mind.
I want every
Indian you can find.
Take them with the others.
What are you doing?
They're my children.
They live and work
here at the mission.
You have
your law of sanctuary.
Well, I have a few laws, too.
An order of the King says
a Comandante
may conscript
available labor
whenever he considers it
necessary.
Captain Monastario,
the oranges have to be picked
and carried into the warmth
of the bodega.
I can
understand your anger
with me and Senor Torres.
Don't take it out
on those poor people.
In one moment of unkindness,
you will destroy all our work.
You will make them hate
and fear the white man.
What difference does it make?
These oranges are sour,
anyway.
You see, Torres?
You see what you
are causing?
Go and
watch from the front
door and you will see more.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
Now that
they are lined up,
hand out the tools.
The detail is about
ready for work.
Good!
I want a new
road built, Garcia.
A new road, Capitan?
Where?
Have them start clearing
from right here through
there,
to the other
side of there.
From here
through there to there?
But, Comandante,
there is already a road that
runs to the same place nicely.
There. And with
all these heavy
rocks...
That's
the reason we need
the mission Indians.
To move the rocks.
Please, Capitan,
why do we need
a new road?
Military expediency,
that is why!
If you find the Indian that
rang the mission bell to
warn of our coming,
make him carry
the heaviest boulders.
Get the
men up the hill.
Lancers, move them.
Andale! Andale!
(GROANING)
MAN: Make them work.
There will
be more trouble
than I am worth.
Padre Felipe.
Don Nacho,
please get back inside.
Look at him, Diego.
Monastario will make up
one impossible job
after another.
The Padre cannot sacrifice all
the good he's done for these
Indians just for me.
Don Nacho, please
stay where you are. At least
wait before making a decision.
I will send Bernardo home
alone. I'll stay here and
do what I can.
Yes, it's bad.
Something must be done.
Get back to the cave
and bring me Tornado
quickly.
Can you be
back in two hours?
Andale!
Are you here again?
I'm helping Padre Felipe
with the oranges.
You've taken
his helpers away.
De la Vega,
this road building
I've put them to is nothing.
Tomorrow and the next day,
there will be more
impossible tasks.
It's not the Franciscan mule
I'm breaking.
I want Torres
to give himself up.
For the sake
of the mission, eh?
For the sake of what he
is causing. You see this?
I've given orders.
In a few minutes,
my men will start
using these.
If I have to, I will work
those poor Indians till
they drop.
Comandante, there is no
need to resort to cruelty.
If you'd wait...
Exactly!
Until you have talked
to Senor Torres.
Tell him what
I have told you.
Make him have sense.
If you really want
to help the mission,
this is how to do it.
Maybe I can
convince Don Nacho
of what he should do.
This is
very wise of you.
If you do this, you can
return to your books,
huh?
But tell him about this.
In just a few minutes.
Remember.
Bernardo. Thank heaven
you're back. Where's
Tornado?
On the other side of
the cemetery wall?
We have much to do.
I must find a way to delay
Monastario, and you must
get among the rocks...
(WHISPERING)
All right, Sergeant,
a little extra effort now.
But, Capitan,
have you not seen?
We've already
moved the rocks from
that side to this side.
Exactly. That is why I want
more effort to move them
back again.
To move them back...
From this side to that,
you idiot.
Hey! Do not
spare the whip.
A little
hard complaining always
speeds up a surrender, eh?
(WHIP CRACKING)
(SCREAMING)
From this side to that side...
(WHIP CRACKING)
(YELLING)
(MEN YELLING IN PAIN)
GARCIA: On your feet.
The Comandante says this
road must be cut by tomorrow.
De la Vega!
Senor Torres, I did not
come in here to harm you,
merely to hear your answer.
(ORGAN MUSIC PLAYS)
De la Vega.
Senor...
Shh!
He's praying!
You haven't
spoken to him yet?
Oh, yes.
Everything you told me.
And it looks
as if you've won.
He will break
his own sanctuary?
He says he needs the
time to think it over.
He's asking forgiveness for
all the trouble he's caused
the Indians.
In that case, I do not
mind waiting a little
longer.
He always loved
this piece.
That's why he asked
me to play it for him.
Well, get on with it,
then, huh?
(MUSIC STOPS)
Ah!
Good!
There's more.
(PLAYING RESUMES)
More?
This organ has
a beautiful tone, huh?
Yes.
And yet, it was two years
coming here on the Lima
treasure galleon.
Most interesting.
And now,
Senor, I think
he's had enough time.
Oh, listen to this movement.
(ORGAN MUSIC)
Stop making that noise
and listen to the music.
Don't shoot!
(GUNSHOT)
How many of them got away?
Go
after them quick, before
the Comandante finds out.
Sergeant Garcia!
Who fired that shot?
Garcia, where are you?
What happened, Diego?
I don't know.
Don Nacho, stay inside.
Padre, what is it?
A soldier fired
at one of the Indians,
but missed, thank heaven.
Sergeant Garcia
begs to report.
I know. You were asleep
and some of them got away.
Oh, no. I was just
listening to the music.
Get the rest of them
back to work, you idiot.
Use those whips!
Ahhh!
Ohhh!
Here, give me that!
Ha.
I'll show Torres something
to watch. Ha!
Ohhh!
So, Senor Torres, I see
you've finished praying.
Just
watch over there,
watch all of you,
and you will see
the results of
your prayers.
(YELPING)
MONASTARIO:
Get a move on,
you lazy Indian!
MAN: Ahhh!
MONASTARIO: Hurry up.
What is holding the work up?
You there, stand up. Pronto.
GARCIA: Hurry up.
Move all those rocks.
My land, my life,
it is not worth
all that.
Nacho...
No, Padre.
Guard, call your Capitan.
Stop all that brutality.
Take your hands off him!
No, Padre.
This is my decision.
I should have
given myself up earlier.
I think that was the
answer to my prayers.
Bless you, Nacho.
Sergeant Garcia.
Oh, so you caught him, eh?
He gave himself up,
Sergeant.
(HOOFBEATS APPROACHING)
Zorro?
Run, run to the hills.
(MURMURING)
Get Zorro. Take him!
(WHINNYING)
♪ Zorro, Zorro, Zorro
♪ Zorro, Zorro ♪
Don Nacho, oremos.
Let us pray.
NARRATOR: Join us next week
as Zorro continues his fight
to save the famous
Mission San Gabriel.
Hear the spine-chilling story
of the ghost of the mad monk.
Laugh at the Comandante's
frantic efforts to
capture the elusive spook.
Next week, when the
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brings you
another dashing
adventure of Zorro.
Ahhh!
Speak, miserable wretch.
Where are the others
hiding?
Ten lashes more.
Forgive me, Comandante,
this Indian
will die before he
betrays his own people.
You think so, eh?
All right, leave
me alone with him.
Please, for your own sake,
tell the Capitan what he
wishes to know.
That donkey brain
of a sergeant is
right.
You will die before
revealing any information,
but I want no information.
Only your silence.
You have a family.
You want to
see them again?
I'll take you
back to the mission.
I shall tell
that stubborn Padre
a few harmless tales.
If you deny them, if you so
much as open your mouth in
protest,
you will never see
your family again,
understand?
Sergeant Garcia,
the prisoner has just
made a full confession.
He has?
Order the lancers out.
Ride to
the mission
immediately.
Have them
prepared for combat.
Combat?
For fighting, baboso.
We ride for King and country!
Yes, Capitan!
Lancers, prepare to
depart immediately.
(DISCORDANT STRUMMING)
No,
you've got
to try harder.
I never knew a Spaniard who
couldn't learn to play guitar.
Now, watch.
The fingers here, huh?
Now, you try.
Sit down, it's easier. Here.
(UNMELODIC STRUMMING)
No, you mustn't give up.
If you're to cover for me
when I'm riding as Zorro,
it must sound as if
I'm here practicing.
Go on, you'll get it.
I must ride to
the mission to make sure
Don Nacho got away safely.
Now, you just
keep practicing, eh?
Diego, I'm so glad it's you.
I was afraid Monastario
had returned.
Are your Indians
still in the hills?
They'll return
when it's safe.
Has Don Nacho left?
Not yet.
He'll stay
till it's safe.
You may
come out, Don Nacho.
It is Diego de la Vega.
Diego,
my friend.
Good to see you.
You shouldn't
wait too long to
set out for Monterey.
(HOOFBEATS APPROACHING)
Quick! Get back
into the church!
Sergeant Garcia,
post sentries on
every side.
Keep a sharp watch.
Tell the
men to shoot first
and then ask questions.
Si, Capitan.
Ortega,
bring
the prisoner
and come with me!
GARCIA: Lancers,
surround the church.
See that no one escapes.
Will they take
Don Nacho by force?
It appears that way.
Buenos dias, Padre,
Senor de la Vega.
You've returned with
a new trick to break
the law of sanctuary?
Not at all.
I've returned to protect
church property and your
lives.
Against what?
An attack by
the hostile
Indians.
There are no
hostile Indians here.
They are just
like my children!
You think so?
Ortega, the prisoner!
What have they done to you,
Inocente?
Be careful, Padre.
This is a dangerous savage.
He's confessed his
people are planning
to burn
the mission
and kill you.
But that's impossible!
Tell them what you told me.
Tell them how your people
have planned revenge for
a long time,
they'll strike
under cover of
darkness.
That's not true.
Speak up, Inocente.
Do not be afraid.
Did you admit your leaders are
planning to kill all the
whites in the missions?
You see?
He dare not deny it.
I have no choice but to place
this mission under martial
law.
A shabby trick,
Capitan Monastario.
On the contrary, I am
merely performing my duty.
You are beloved
by all the people.
I cannot risk
leaving you unprotected
when there is
danger of a massacre.
Ortega, take
the prisoner away.
And guard him well.
Padre, I declare this mission
to be under my personal
military command.
You will provide
sustenance and
shelter
for my lancers
while they protect you.
Now, if you please, I shall
select a private room for
my headquarters.