01x23 - Secret of the Sierra

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♪ 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!

♪ The Fox so cunning and free

♪ Zorro!

♪ Who makes the sign of the "Z"!

♪ Zorro! Zorro! Zorro!

♪ Zorro! Zorro! ♪

What's going on here?

Make way for the
acting Comandante.

It's you, entertaining
the little ones, eh?

Don't look at me. I
haven't got your watch.

I... I...

No, no. You cannot
pay with these pebbles.

I want eight pesos.
Duros. Hard money.

I have no money.

Then you cannot
take my foodstuffs.

What I gave you is worth
more than eight pesos!

You Gypsies are all alike,
trying to cheat decent, honest folk!

I shall call the soldiers,
have you locked up.

No! Wait!

I'm not trying to
cheat him, Senor.

But I've come all the way from
the foothills. I need the supplies.

And now he will
not let me take them.

Of course I won't.

Look, Don Diego, look what
she is trying to pass off on me.

Well, they are pretty.

Where are they from?

The sierra.

I know very little of
these matters, but, uh,

is it possible they are
small gold nuggets?

Gold nuggets?

Why, everybody knows
there is no gold in California.

Will you help me? You keep
these and pay him the eight pesos?

I promise, you
will not regret it.

You are being
taken in, Don Diego.

Those nuggets cannot be gold.

Just remember, she is a Gypsy,

and Gypsies are born
thieves and tricksters.

Bah! But, uh...

this one is so simpatica.

What is your name, little one?

Marya Montoya.

Montoya? Aha, now
I know who she is.

Her mother is the witch who the
superstitious Indians go and see.

It's my grandmother, and she's
not a witch! She's a curandera.

Thank you, Senor, for your
kindness. I am most grateful.

And as for you, may you have
a mother-in-law with the evil eye

and find scorpions in your bed!

I tell you, Gypsies are
the children of the devil.

I would not keep those pebbles.

They are probably bewitched.
I'll see if your order is ready.

Excuse me, Senor, I
overheard the conversation.

May I see them?

May I ask who you are?

I'm a prospector from Mexico.

Perico Verdugo a sus ordenes.

No?

No.

This is pyrite,

commonly known as fool's gold because
it resembles the real thing so much.

These are worthless.

Uh, Senor?

My pebbles, please.

You want them?

They are pretty to look at.

Well...

Where is your
carriage, Don Diego?

Uh, over there.

Thank you, Don Diego.
Remember me to your father.

Can you not see that I am busy?

Why have you come back so soon?

I have something
of special interest.

What is it?

It is private matter.

Senor Cuevas is in my
confidence. What is so urgent?

Senores, there is
gold in California.

What old wives' tale is this?

No one has reported so
much as a trace of it here.

Ah, nevertheless, I have
seen it with my own eyes.

Nuggets of pure gold.

Where?

Ah, I thought you
would be interested.

But first, we must
come to an agreement.

By all the santos!
It is gold, Diego.

Well, apparently the
prospector was mistaken.

Let us hope he
did not recognize it.

I am afraid of what would
happen if the news leaked out.

I saw a gold rush in Mexico
once. I shall never forget it.

The worst elements poured in.

Farmlands were dug up, destroyed.
Lawlessness and v*olence took over.

Can you imagine
what would happen

if the foreigners came and
heard there was gold here?

They would swarm into our
country like hungry locusts.

No.

I do not wish to see our
land invaded and ruined.

Nor do I.

You must find this
Gypsy girl at once, Diego.

I am sure the prospector
lied to throw me off,

then went straight to
the Magistrado to report it.

Yes, the Magistrado
is dangerous enough

without the power of gold.

But he will not believe it without
proof, and I have the nuggets.

I must get to that Gypsy girl
before the prospector does.

No. She knows me as Diego.

But just in case it becomes
necessary to hide my identity,

you will bring Zorro's
outfit along with you.

Yes, you're going too.

The goatherd said it was
at the foot of the mountain

that looks like a buffalo skull.

There is the mountain.

What's the matter? Are
you sorry you came along?

Where is your
spirit of adventure?

Come.

We must find the
house of the witch.

What's the matter? Don't
you want to go in with me?

Would you rather
wait out here alone?

What do you want?
The night is late.

We wish to see the
curandera on an urgent matter.

Enter.

What brings you
here at this hour?

I understand you make
a powerful love potion.

Surely a handsome
caballero like you

has no need for that?

Well, it's, uh...
it's for my friend.

Oh, in that case,
it may take several!

This white pellet
should be dissolved

in the chocolate of
the lady of your choice.

The second day, you
give her this red one.

On the third day, if she hasn't
fallen madly in love with you,

toss this black pellet in
the fireplace in front of her,

and she will fall
right into your arms.

Cinco pesos.

But are you
certain it will work?

You don't believe me? Watch.

The demonstration was
an unqualified success!

It is not often that I am
honored by rich clients.

Who sent you?

I met Marya in the plaza today.

Oh, so you are the kind gentleman
who bought my pretty pebbles?

Sit down. Can I get
you something, please?

Some hot chocolate,
perhaps, huh? Si?

No, no, thank you.

Oh, by the way, has anyone else
been here asking about these pebbles?

No, Senor.

Do you have any others?

No, that is all the
Indian woman give me.

Oh, you got them from an Indian?

Yes. Last spring, my granddaughter,
she go up the mountain back of here.

She found this woman
lying by the trail, very sick.

So my granddaughter, she
brought her to me, and I cure her.

She had no money,

but she give me those pebbles
saying I must not show them to no one.

But we are poor, Senor,

so finally, I decided I would
see if they had any value.

Well, you need be
poor no longer. Here.

This is for your trouble.

Blessed be the three Marias!

It is a fortune.

I must ask you to speak to no one of
these pebbles, or harm may befall you.

Oh, I shall tell no one, I
swear by the horned moon.

I must find the Indian and warn her
to keep silent. Where does she live?

My granddaughter can tell you.

When shall that be?

Quien sabe, Senor?
Only one hour ago,

two men came seeking
help for a sick child.

My granddaughter
went to get her.

Can you describe these men?

One stayed back with his
horses, I could not see his face.

The other had a
scar on his cheek.

Thank you, Senora. It is getting
late, and we really must go now.

Buenas noches.
Buenas noches, gracias.

Come any time you wish.
You are quite welcome.

They have forced her to
guide them up the mountain.

We must find the trail.

You are right, Bernardo.
Here are their prints.

Fortunately, there is only
one trail up this mountain.

Go on.

I tell you, I do not know
where the Indian woman lives.

But you came up
with her up this trail.

Only a part of the way. She would
not let me go beyond a certain point.

Then take us where
you left her. Andale.

Now what?

It is too dangerous
to ride beyond here.

Well, then we will
walk. Dismount.

Up there, Bernardo.

This is as far as the Indian
woman would let me come.

Where did she go?

She disappeared
among those rocks.

Tie the horses.
You come with me.

Let me go! Come on!

No! Do not make
me go any further!

Why? You afraid of
the painted rattlesnake?

It is a sign of death.

I'm not superstitious.

Let me go!

Come back here.

No, no!

Stop that!

Now you listen to
me, you little wildcat.

You try to escape again, and I'll slit
your pretty little throat, understand?

There is a passage
through there.

That's the way she
must have disappeared.

Look.

Here.

This is the way they went
up. Let us hide the horses.

Hold her.

There must be some more
around here somewhere.

Do you think it's time
for Zorro to take over?

Give me my clothes.

Caray. I think I
found their mine.

Come on.

Let go of me!

The girl's beads.

This is the passage they took.

Yes, I saw it.

But it is the live ones
we have to worry about.

Wait here, I shan't
be gone long.

This vein seems
to be of solid gold.

Look, the Indians
are working it now.

Are you not afraid
they will return?

We can't leave
this. Quick, fill it up.

Your shirt, your
pockets, everything.

Now we must go.

We can come back later with others
after we report to the Magistrado.

Are you crazy?

We'll tell the Magistrado
there was no gold.

And keep all this for ourselves?

Naturalmente, hombre.

Why should we share all this
beautiful gold with anyone?

No, amigo, you and I,
we're going to be partners.

Get her!

Zorro!

Perico, I just
saw Zorro outside.

Zorro? What would
he be doing up here?

I do not know, but it was Zorro.

Ah, cobarde!

Are you looking for me, Senor?

I shall test the courage
of this legendary bandit.

Go! Andale!

Come on.

Ahh!

I come as a friend,
not an enemy.

For years we
have lived in peace,

and our land is
invaded by white men.

How did you find your way here?

I followed this man and another
who came to steal your gold.

It is bad that you
find out our secret.

Now you must die.

Why should you want to k*ll me?

I respect your land and
everything it contains.

I came to keep him from
telling others your secret.

You do not want gold?

I do not want yours.

All white men want gold.

They will rob and k*ll for it.

They want it for
what it will buy.

We prize it for its beauty,

but you cannot understand that.

Perhaps I can.

Then you are
different from others.

Still, you cannot be
allowed to go back.

If I do not return, others
will come looking for me.

Then your secret
will be discovered.

I think not.

It has been planned that,
if your people ever find it,

the face of this
mountain will be changed.

The sierra will keep its secret.

Who is this one?

A white sorcerer with
great powers of magic.

This is not magic.

This is what white men
have to use to tell the time.

Do not scoff at this man.

He can make the lightning flash.

He possesses red,
white and black magic.

The old Indian was right.
The sierra has kept its secret.

Yes, Bernardo, it
will be some time yet

before gold is
discovered in California.

That was just a
warning, Comandante.

Next week, a jealous
Comandante and his flirtatious wife

become thorns in Galindo's
plot to win control of the army.

Join us next week as Zorro fights
to outwit the Eagle's henchmen

in another thrill packed
adventure from the life of Zorro.