03x18 - Miranda

[bunniefuu]

Are you sure
the necklace
is in the Monteja house?

Si.

How many men
will be needed?

Six, seven.

Now, who will lead the raid?

-I will.
-WOMAN: No.

I will.

You?

Why do you smile, Diego?

Because you are a girl.

And this amuses you?

It does when you talk
of leading a raid
as important as this.

This is a job for a man.

Are you forgetting
Santa Lucia?

No.

Or Carboca?

Or the ambush of
the federales at
Rio Blanco?

Did I not ride as hard
and fight as well as
any man who was there?

But you did not lead.

If you came
face to face
with Monteja,

what would you do?

[snickers]

Mm. What would I do?

What would you do, Diego?

Suppose I am Monteja,
and I am prepared to guard

the Carlotta necklace
with my life.

What would you do?

What could I do
with a g*n pointed at me?

[derisive laughter]

Drop the g*n.

Drop it!

Hold it!

Diego.

Who will lead
the raid?

You will lead
the raid.

You will
lead the raid.

Tequila for everyone!

You have a walking
arsenal for a sister.

That is true.

And don't you ever
forget it, Matteo mio.

A toast to
the revolution!

A la revolucion!

[whispering]

I propose a toast
to Miranda.

ALL: Miranda!

Diego, wait.

Julio brings news from
the Rancho Monteja.

Well, Ramon has gone
to California,

and he has taken
the Carlotta necklace with him.

Where in California?

To the rancho
gringo friends.

The haciendados
named Barkley.

We will go after him.

Yes, she's right.

We can buy g*ns
with that necklace,
and more important,

food for the people
in the areas we control.

If we don't feed them,
we'll lose their support.

I'll go with you.

Thank you, Matteo.

Hermano mio?

I will go.

We should have
three more men.

You pick them, Matteo.

We'll ride tonight.

♪ [theme]

[horse whinnies]

I have been entertained
by many hostesses, señora,

but none more
gracious than you.

Compliments like that,
Don Ramon, will only get you

an invitation
to stay longer.

Ah, how I wish I could.

It has been
a long time

since I spent
a more enjoyable
four days.

But I must travel on
to San Francisco.

Well, you could spend
some time with us

on your way back
from San Francisco.

Gracias.

Unfortunately, I must return
without unnecessary delay,

the situation in Sonora
being what it is.

Just what is
that situation?

Chaotic. Revolution
is rampant.

The Bassadas rebels gain control
of more villages every day.

The government seems
powerless to stop them.

What about the report that
Emilio Bassadas was k*lled?

It is true.

He was k*lled at
Cerro Cibuta a year ago.

But his followers
carry on.

VICTORIA: Yes, Silas.

Is this what
you wanted, sir?

Ah, yes.
Gracias.

And now, I have a favor
to ask of you, my friends.

Oh, what a lovely box.

Ah, but wait, señora.

Oh, that's beautiful!

Heath. Heath, come here.

Good evening,
Don Ramon.

Good evening,
Heath.

Boy howdy, that must
be worth a fortune.

$250,000.

It has been in
the Monteja family
for three generations.

I had to
bring it with me,

because I heard rumors
that the rebels were planning

to attack my hacienda
and steal it.

But I am reluctant to carry
such a fortune with me

any farther
than I have.

Which brings me to
the favor I would ask.

I wish to leave
the necklace here with you

for safe keeping
while I'm in San Francisco.

But you have a safe?

Yes, we do.

Then I'm sure it would be
perfectly secure.

All right, Don Ramon.
We'll keep it for you.

Gracias, señora.
Muchas gracias.

And now, if you
will excuse me,

I shall retire.

I must be on my way
very early in the morning.

-Buenos noches, amigos.
-Good night.

Señora.

What do you want?

I am Miranda Bassadas.

Bassadas.

And this is my brother.

And you know
what we want.

-Where is the necklace?
-He doesn't have it.

Bring him inside.

Matteo, don't waste your time
on that imperialist pig.

He left the necklace
with his gringo friends.

Let's raid the rancho
and get it.

-No.
-Yes.

Oh, Miranda,
don't be so foolish.

Raiding the Barkley ranch
and getting the necklace
is one thing.

Getting back to
the border with it
is another.

No, our only chance
of making it is to
get the necklace

without a fight.

And how do we
do that?

Our friend
is going to help us.

I will not do anything
to help you.

I think
you will.

Whoa.

Buenos dias, señor.

Hello.

I am looking for
the Rancho Barkley.

Well, now, that is the best news
I've heard in a long time.

This is it.
I'm Nick Barkley.

Oh, of course.

I recognize you now
by my uncle's description.

Your uncle?

Forgive me. I am
Miranda Monteja.

Ramon Monteja's niece.

Well now, what do
you know about that?

Your uncle was here
just a couple of days ago.

Yes, I know. I just saw him
in San Francisco.

I've been there
for several weeks
visiting friends.

What are you doing
in Stockton?

He sent me.
He's not feeling well.

-Oh...
-Nothing serious.

He just did not
feel up to traveling.

He sent me to get
the briefcase
he left with you.

Oh, well...

He gave me this note
authorizing you to
give it to me.

All right.

Let's go on inside and meet
the rest of the family.

Thank you.

But I cannot stay too long.

I have to catch
the evening train
back to San Francisco.

Oh, well, that's the worst news
I've heard in a long time.

Oh, all right.

Watch yourself now.

There you are.

Right this way.

Somewhere here there's a letter
we got from Monteja last--

Here it is.

What do you think?

That's Monteja's
handwriting all
the way around.

I knew that girl was
too beautiful to be a thief.

I'm sorry you won't be
meeting my daughter Audra.

She's visiting friends
out of town.

Well, here we are.

Where is the necklace?

Get it for you
first thing Monday morning.

I don't understand.

Well, we thought a necklace
worth a quarter of
a million dollars

deserved better
than a wall safe,

so we put it in
the vault in the
Stockton bank.

And this being
Saturday afternoon...

What does that
have to do with it?

-Locked up tight.
-Until Monday morning.

Well, there must be
something you can do.

Oh, I'm afraid not.

Looks like you're gonna
have to stay here.

Oh, I cannot do that.

You see, I'm supposed
to be on the evening
train for San Francisco.

Uncle Ramon
is waiting for me.

Well, we'll send him
a telegram explaining...

Oh, no, no,
I cannot do that.

You see, I came only
with the clothes
I am wearing.

Oh, Audra's got lots of
dresses you can wear.

No, I cannot impose.

I will go to
the hotel.

Hotel?! That's ridiculous.
You can stay up in
Audra's room.

Well, Nick is right.
We wouldn't think of
letting you go to a hotel.

Well, uh... Yes, I'll
show you to your room.

No, no, don't you bother.
I know how much you
enjoy having your tea.

I'll take Miss Monteja
upstairs.

I'll have Silas fix you
a nice, hot bath.

and you can rest
a little bit before dinner.

[humming]

Nah, the other way.

There.

Hold it.
Let's take a look at that.

Ah. Ah.

Think that's
good enough?

Huh? After all,
she is the niece
of Don Ramon, you know.

Mm-hmm. A very
beautiful niece.

Yeah.

What is that
I smell?

What?

Oh, that.

You think it's
too much?

No, not if you
stay upwind.

[chuckles]

Well, uh, I think I better
go up and see if she's ready.

Oh, buenos noches.

Buenos t*rd.

Oh, here.

Buenos t*rd.

Won't you sit down?

Señorita, would you do us
the honor of saying grace?

Bendecir la mesa del gracias.

Uh, um...

Nick.

Thank you, oh Lord,
for the bounty
you place before us.

Amen.

Señorita.

Good morning.

Nick and I thought
you might like us to
take you to church.

Church?

No.

-Very well.
-Señora.

I would like to go
for a ride this morning.

Of course.

You'll find some of
Audra's riding things
in that closet.

I'll have a horse
saddled for you.

Gracias.

Comin' with us? No?

I feel as though I almost
insulted her by asking.

You know where
she slept last night?

On the floor.

Mother, you must be wrong.

No.

Well, maybe she hurt
her back or something.

You know, it's more
comfortable to sleep
on the floor when you hurt...

Oh, Nick, she doesn't behave
like the niece of an aristocrat.

You saw her
at the dinner table.

She may be a little more
different than we expected,

but I'm sure
it's nothing to worry about.

Come on, let's go.
We're gonna be late.

Matteo.

Did you get
the necklace?

-No.
-What happened?

The Barkleys put it in
a vault in a bank in Stockton.

They cannot get it
for me until
tomorrow morning...

But they believe
you're Monteja's niece?

-Mm.
-Good.

Good? What is good about it?

I've got to go back
and be polite to those
wealthy gringo swine.

Ugh. They turn
my stomach.

Silas, would you put
the buggy away, please?

Yes, Mrs. Barkley.

Silas, has Miss Monteja
returned from her ride yet?

Not yet, Mr. Nick.

She's been gone
almost three hours.

She'll be all right.

I better change
and have a look myself.

You know where she went?

She was heading east.
I watched.

I might have known.

I better not
go any farther.

A beautiful country
you have.

It's not
my country anymore.

What a true friend
to humanity you are.

To give up your own land
to fight for people
who are not your own.

That makes you
very... special.

Well, señorita.

This is a pleasant
surprise.

I thought you went
to church.

Oh, no, no, I got home
about an hour ago.

Good thing we
met up, though.

There's something I want
to talk to you about.

Oh, is something wrong?

Oh, no.
No, nothing wrong.

Just that, well,
I got to thinkin'

about you goin'
to San Francisco

all by yourself
with that necklace.

Well, if something
should go wrong...

Oh, nothing will go wrong.

No, no, no,
you can't tell.

We've had a lot of
train robberies lately.

Well, I think it best
that I go with you.

Go with me?

Yeah, we can stop at the bank,
pick up the necklace,

and still have time
to catch the 9:10.

-No.
-Why?

Well, I do appreciate
the offer, señor,

but I don't want to
inconvenience you.

Oh, no, no.
There's no
inconvenience at all.

I'm due for a vacation.

I'll tell you what.

We can have dinner together
in San Francisco.

I know a little place
up on Russian Hill.

Well, I cannot
do that.

Why?

Well, I just can't.

Are you spoken for?

-Spoken for?
-Yeah. Engaged.

-You mean betrothed?
-Yeah.

Yes, I am betrothed.

Oh, well.

That's too bad.

Who's the lucky fella?

Oh, he's, uh...

Just a young man
in Mexico City.

Mexico City, huh?

Well now,
that is strange.

For a minute, I thought it was
that gringo I saw you kissing

a few minutes ago.

Now why don't we stop
play-actin', huh?

You're no more Monteja's
niece than I am.

Who are you?

Miranda.

Miranda.

MAN: She could have
a mild concussion,

but I don't believe
it's anything more
serious than that.

I'll look in on her
again in the morning.

VICTORIA: Thank you, doctor.

NICK: Night, Doc.

Would you lock up,
please, Nick?

Yeah, right.

Miranda!

Well, now, where do you think
you're goin'?

Uh-oh.

Stay away from me.

Well, now,
that was real cute.

Get over there.

[g*nsh*t]

Do you have
any more?
Hold it!

Let's pick up where
we left off this afternoon.
Who are you?

I don't have to
answer any questions.

-I have done nothing wrong.
-Nothing wrong?

You just tried to
sh**t me, stab me,
and strangle me.

If you don't think
that's something wrong,

perhaps I should bring up
the fact that you're a thief.

I am not a thief.
No!

What would you call a person
that tries to steal a necklace
worth $250,000?

-A revolucionario.
-A what?

I am an anarchista.

-An anarchist.
-Si.

I am Miranda Bassadas,

and my father was
Emilio Bassadas.

Perhaps you have
heard of him.

Yes, I have heard of him.

And let me tell
you this, gringo.

The thief in your house
was not I, it was Ramon Monteja.

-Is that a fact?
-Yes.

And the necklace he gave you
to keep for him was not his.

It belongs to the people.

What people?

The peons of Sonora.

It was bought and paid for
by the poor,

and they were forced
to contribute

to show their love
for the wife of Maximillian

when he ruled Mexico.

It is called...

Carlotta's necklace.

Well, now, if that's true,
what's Monteja doin' with it?

He was an agent
for Maximillian and Carlotta.

That was his reward
for betraying his country.

Señor,

on behalf of
the people of Sonora.

I demand that you surrender
the Carlotta necklace...

[knocking on door]

Good morning, Miss.

What is that?

It's your breakfast, miss.

[mockingly]
"It's your breakfast, miss".

What is the matter
with you?

Beg pardon?

I thought there was
no more sl*very
in this country.

There isn't, Miss.

If you are a free man,
why do you work as a servant

for these gringo
haciendados?

It's my job.

Oh, no, my friend.

No. I will tell you why.

It is because
you are still a sl*ve,

just as the poor
everywhere in the world

are sl*ves of the rich.

Animals to be starved
and worked and beaten.

I guess I just hadn't
thought of it that way.

It is time
you did,

if you want to be ready for
the day when the poor rise up

and throw off their shackles.

Viva Miranda!

You gringo.
Go ahead and scoff.

But your day of reckoning
will come.

-If you will excuse me, Miss.
-All right.

-And now, señor...
-Yes?

I demand to be allowed
to leave this house today!

Dr. Merar said you'll stay,
and when Dr. Merar says you
may leave, you may go.

I do not understand you.

You will not have me
arrested and you will
not let me leave.

That's right.

In Mexico, I would have
been put in front of
a wall and ex*cuted.

Oh.
What kind of
haciendadoare you?

Is that what you want,
to be ex*cuted?

I want to leave!!

Be quiet.

-[shouting]
I want to leave!
-No!

[both laughing]

You could not have kissed me
if I had not let you.

Why did you?

I'll, uh...

Tell mother you're leaving.

There was a feeling
of autumn in the air today.

Didn't you think so?

Oh, mm-hmm.

Won't señor Nick
be here for dinner?

Oh, no,
he had to go to Stockton.

He won't be home
till late, I'm afraid.

Oh.

Señora.

Mm-hmm.

You have not asked me
why I did not leave today

as señor Nick
told you I would.

No.

Why not?

I come into your house
as an impostor,

and to steal, and yet
you treat me as if
I have done nothing wrong.

Well, I don't think you have.

Not yet.

I have never known
haciendados like you.

Well, maybe that's because
you, uh...

You never really
looked for them.

[clock striking midnight]

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't expect you
to still be here.

I wanted to talk to you
before I left.

What about?

The Carlotta necklace.

All right.

Well?

Señor,you have
never been poor,

and you have never
been hungry.

I don't mean for
an hour or a day.

I mean for weeks
and months.

No, I haven't.

I have been.

What do you think made
my father a revolutionary,

and why do you think
I rode with him?

I don't know.

For years, he worked
without reward.

I mean, he lived
without hope.

He watched my mother
slowly die because

she gave what little
food they had left
to the children--

To me and to my
sisters and brothers.

And still,
we were hungry.

Pardon me, but what has
this got to do with
the necklace?

There is starvation
in the area

the revolucionarios
control in Sonora.

We need money to buy
grain and cattle.

Food to stop children
from crying and to prevent
the death of many people.

The Carlotta necklace
is our only hope
of getting the money.

Oh, señor,

I have never begged
for anything in my life.

But I do now.

I beg you to give me
the Carlotta necklace, please.

Miranda.

Miranda, it doesn't
belong to me.

But it does not belong
to Ramon Monteja either.

That's not for me
to decide.

-Señor, please.
-Miranda.

Miranda, if it were
mine to give,

you would have it.

I believe you.

Where are you going?

Home to Sonora.

Do you want to go?

I have no choice.

Yes, you do.

No.

I've been worried
about you.

What's wrong?

Uh, I could not
get the necklace.

The Barkleys found out
who I am.

How did you
get away?

I did not have
to get away.

You mean, they just
let you go?

Yes.

Matteo, we have to forget
about the necklace.

Forget it?

We have no choice.

We still have Monteja.

No. We're going
to let him go.

What's happened
to you, Miranda?

Nothing has
happened to me.

Well, I've never seen you
give up so easily before.

Well, I know when
we are beaten.

Well, then it is
the first time.

All right, then it is
the first time.

Get Don Monteja.

No, no.
Stay where you are.

I don't understand you.

Are you forgetting
all the hungry people

we have on our hands
back in Sonora?

Are you forgetting that,
if we don't feed them,

we'll have lost everything,
that we're through?

I am through now, Matteo.

Well, what does
that mean?

It means that I am not
going back to Sonora.

-Miranda...
-I can't, Lazaro.

But why?!

Why?!

You leave her alone!

Now answer me.

Why aren't you going back?

Because Nick Barkley
wants me to stay.

So that's it.

He's in love
with you.

And you're in love
with him.

I'm sorry I lost my temper.

Forgive me.

And you, my friend,
my apologies.

I am truly sorry.

Miranda, you're
making a mistake.

Giving up everything
you've fought for
for so long.

But I have fought for
my people and they will
go on fighting.

Oh, but without
the Carlotta necklace,

without money to buy
food and g*ns,
they will lose.

Oh, Miranda, think.

With that necklace,
victory is assured.

We can rule
all of Sonora.

We, Matteo?

Yes, us. You and I.
All of us in this room.

-And who is
to decide that?
-We are.

We've done the fighting.
We deserve the reward.

Reward?

What would you do,
hand over Sonora
to a mob of peasants?

No. I... I would let
the people rule themselves.

Oh, Miranda.

Open up your eyes.

Look around, see what
the world really is.

Do you know what
would happen?

The haciendados within a week
would get their ranchos back

without it costing them
one centavo.

And how much would
we charge them, Matteo?

We could get millions
out of them.

Have you bought and sold
revolutions before,

or is this
the first time?

What is the matter with you?

Don't you hear
what he is saying?

Remember, Miranda?

You asked me to pick
those who would ride with us.

I'm sorry to disappoint you.

Oh, you don't...

You don't
disappoint me.

You sicken me.

And you make me
despise myself

for thinking I could
ever love you.

I really thought
you were different.

A man who fought with
another people in
another country

because he believes in
their fight.

You are nothing more
than a mercenary.

Get in here!

Get!

And you, you're going
to run an errand for me.

Where are you
going, Nick?

Oh, I thought I'd go
look for Miranda.

Well, that might be
a long ride.

You think she's
gone back to Mexico.

She came for the necklace,
she didn't get it, she left.

Now, what do you think?

I think we should have
given her the necklace
in the first place.

Oh, Nick.

She deserves it
as much as Monteja.

Maybe more.

At least she's gonna use it
to feed some of the people
that paid for it.

Which is more than
I can say for Monteja.

Keeping it in the safe.

[knocking on door]

Yeah?

-SeñorNick Barkley?
-That's right.

I am Lazaro Bassadas.
Miranda's brother.

Oh, come on in.
Come on in.

This is my mother.

Señora.

What can I
do for you?

I am one of five men
who came from Sonora
with Miranda.

The others are a gringo
named Matteo Hollis

and three other hombres
who work with him.

What are you
talkin' about?

Please, señor,
let me explain.

We have been holding
Don Ramon Monteja
in a shack

about ten kilometers
from here.

Why?

Because of
the Carlotta necklace.

This morning, Miranda
came to us and told us
to forget the necklace

and to release Don Monteja.

She also told us that
you asked her not to
return to Mexico.

Where is Miranda now?

Matteo is holding her
hostage with Monteja.

He will not do
what Miranda asked.

He sent me to tell you

that if you do not
deliver the necklace to him,

Miranda and Monteja
will be k*lled.

Where is this shack?

In a box canyon
to the east.

That must be
the Old Roberts cabin.

What are you
going to do?

I'll have to get
the marshal and some men

and get Miranda and
Monteja out of there.

No, señor.There is only
one narrow entrance
to the canyon.

Matteo could k*ll Miranda
before you got near the shack.

He's right, Nick.
That could be very dangerous.

Well, the next best thing
to do is to get the necklace
to this fella Hollis.

Monteja shouldn't
complain too much;
we're saving his life.

Now, you tell
this fella Hollis

that I'll go into Stockton
and get the necklace
from the bank,

and I'll meet him
at the shack at 3:00.

Gracias, señor.
Gracias, señora.

Hola, señor.

Take his g*n.

Go on.

Come in.

Nick. I'm sorry.

It's all right.

So you're Hollis.

-Where's Monteja?
-In there.

Bring him out here.

Get Monteja.

The necklace.

Sorry about this, Ramon.

I suppose there was nothing
else you could do, Nick.

-Well, come on. Let's go.
-Just a minute, Barkley.

You don't know me, so I'll
forgive you for thinking
I'm a fool.

But you could have men
waiting outside the canyon.

I could have.

So you understand
my problem.

I have to get back to Mexico
for this to do me any good.

Yes, you would
have to do that.

So you're coming with me.

Matteo, don't.

You're my ticket
to the border.

It's all right.

Get out,
the rest of you.

How many men have you
got out there, Barkley?

Marshal and
three deputies.

Is the marshal
a friend of yours?

I hope so,
for your sake.

Because if they try
to take us, you're dead.

Put this in my saddlebag
and get our gear together.
We're leaving.

Looks like Nick called it.

I wouldn't
do that, amigo.

Drop it!

Drop those g*ns.

-Tell 'em!
-Los pistoles.

Deja!

Nick, are you
all right?

Yeah.

Nick.

What happened, Miranda?

You were holding Monteja.

You coulda used him
to get the necklace back.
Why didn't you?

I don't know.
I just couldn't.

It's strange.

All of my life, I've been
taught to hate the haciendados.

I never thought one
could teach me anything.

Well, I think
maybe we're even.

I never thought I could
learn anything

from a revolutionar...
Revolution...

Revolucionario.

Rebel.

I do not know
how to thank you, amigo.

Is something wrong?

You're sure this is
yours, Monteja?

But of course it is mine.

Not according to Miranda.

She says it was bought
by the people of Sonora

and presented to
the Empress Carlotta.

Certainly you do not
believe her.

Yes, I do.

A rebel?

A revolutionary,
an anarchist?

Yes.

You mean you are going
to turn it over to her?

No, I'm going to turn it
over to the marshal here.

He's gonna give it to
the Mexican consul.

But it is mine.

That, I'm afraid,

is your private little battle
with the Mexican government.

I'll need a statement
from you, Mr. Monteja.

Come with me, please.

I'll see you
in town, Nick.

Let's go back to
the house, shall we?

What's the matter, Miranda?

I must go home.

Why?

Why?

I have been thinking.

I denounced Matteo
for deceiving my people.

But is that any worse
than deserting them?

Well, I...

That is exactly
what I would be doing
if I stayed here.

And the guilt
that I would feel

would be a wall
between us.

Well you...
don't have to
go home right away.

You could...
wait around a day or two.

No.

No, I know if I
do not go now...

I will not go at all.

[door closes]

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