02x20 - Spark of Revenge

[bunniefuu]

( dramatic theme playing)

I want to talk to you.

I understand you've been
saying around the pueblo

that it was my fault
that your place b*rned.

I've been saying that
with one barrel of water

I could have put the fire
out when I first found it.

And you would not let me
have one barrel of water.

I am sorry your place b*rned.

When you start to rebuild,

I will send my vaqueros
over to lend a hand,

but don't intimate
that it was my fault.

You keep your vaqueros
off of my property

or I sh**t them down the
way you tried to sh**t me.

Miguel, Don Hilario was
only trying to be helpful.

I don't want his help.

I just hope someday
you see your place burn

and you know
what it's like to stand

and not be able to
do anything to stop it.

( dramatic theme swells)

(announcer reading
on-screen text)

( majestic theme playing)

You, Miguel, stop.

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

Come on.

MIGUEL: Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

You thief. We warned
you to stay away.

You want water? Well,
how do you like this?

First time, we let you live,

but next time you steal
water, you will drown in it.

I promise you that.

This will teach you
to steal our water.

Let's get out of here.

( dramatic theme playing)

If he comes and takes my water,

that's like taking
my life's blood.

I can't let him do that.

Most of us, uh, we
feel that the water

does not belong
to any one person.

It's just circumstance
that the spring

happens to be on your property,

mine, or anyone else's.

I agree, Diego.

When there was plenty of
water, I used only what I needed

and the rest belonged to
those downstream from me.

They were welcome to it.

I think they feel they
have some rights,

at least to a share of it
when the supply is low.

I am not gonna quibble about it.

I am not gonna let people
drive onto my property

and take water from my springs

when there is barely enough
to meet my minimum needs.

Well, uh, can you tell me
what they're going to do?

They can't get along without it.

You ask, "What are
they going to do?"

I don't know.

Fortunately, that
is not my problem.

I have 500 head of cattle

and barely enough water to
see them through if I'm lucky.

And I am not gonna
watch my cattle die

while some fool pours
water into the sand,

trying to make an
orchard out of a desert.

(door opens)

Buenos días, Don Diego.

Don Hilario.

You, uh... You wanted
to see me, Don Hilario?

Oh, gracias, Don Diego.

Sergeant, it is your
responsibility, is it not,

to uphold law and order?

Sí.

Then I want you to
protect my property.

I'm getting sick and
tired of this business,

being robbed blind and
nothing done about it.

Someone is robbing
you, Don Hilario?

Well, uh, do you have a list
of the things that were stolen?

I do not need
any list. It's water.

It is? It tastes
like wine to me.

Water from my springs.

Oh, you mean it is water
that was stolen from you.

Isn't that what I just said?

Sí.

Sergeant, I want you
to go get Miguel Roverto.

Place him under arrest.

Lock him up in your
jail and keep him there.

You mean Miguel? He is the one?

But surely you don't
want to put him in jail

for such a little thing.

I don't blame you for
being upset, Don Hilario,

but isn't this a little drastic?

Right now water is
more valuable than gold.

Why shouldn't a man
be arrested if he steals it?

But to arrest a man,

to put him in jail just
for stealing water, it...

All right.

I'll tell you straight.

If Miguel Roverto places
one foot on my property,

if he steals so much as one
more drop of water from me,

then he'll be sh*t
down like any other thief.

(door shuts)

Sergeant, Don Hilario,

he's always been
such a gentleman,

except when things
don't go exactly the way

he wants them to.

Sí, Don Diego.

Such a big fuss about water.

Well, it's the old saying:

You never miss the water
until the well runs dry.

I don't know, Don Diego.

Lots of wells have run dry

and I have never
missed the water.

Seriously, sergeant, we
do have a difficult situation.

As the drought continues and
the water supply gets lower,

our men are going to become
more and more on edge.

Their tempers are
going to grow short.

And the responsibility for
keeping everything under control

is going to fall
on your shoulders.

I know, Don Diego.

I just hate to see poor
Miguel lose everything

after he has worked so
hard and for so many years.

Well, adiós, my good friend.

( upbeat theme playing)

(g*n cocks)

Whoa.

(g*nsh*t)

(horse whinnies)

We have you outnumbered.

Put down your musket
and raise your hands.

You have no right to do
that. It was not loaded.

You have no right
to steal the water.

Get up there.
Smash those barrels.

No, please, Don Hilario.
You have no right to do this.

You cannot stop me
from driving my wagon

on the King's Highway.

( ominous theme playing)

Don't tell me what
I have a right to...

You up there, stop that.

What's going on here?

I told you, sergeant,

that if this man continued
to steal water from me,

that I would treat him
like any other thief.

Why do you do this, Miguel?

Do you want to
get yourself sh*t?

This is not Don Hilario's land.

This is the King's Highway,
and I have a right to be here.

If I had stolen water,
would my barrels be empty?

That is true.

Don Hilario, I must ask
you to put down your musket.

Please?

Well, make up
your mind, sergeant.

Are you upholding
justice or obstructing it?

Please, Don Hilario.

Do not do something foolish
that you will be sorry for.

That is my job.

All right, sergeant.

I will leave it to you
and your lancers,

but if any water is
taken from my place,

I will render it
out of your hide.

Yes.

Come on.

( ominous theme playing)

As for you, Miguel,

you get back on that wagon

and just turn around
and go right back home.

You can't do this.

Do you think you can keep
all the water for yourself,

and no one else can even
ride on the King's Highway?

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

( lighthearted theme playing)

Look, Bernardo.

Everything is
dying, it's so dry.

If it would only rain.

That would solve
all our problems.

Bernardo, look.

I was afraid this would happen.

Come. Maybe we can help.

( ominous theme playing)

There it is, Don Diego.

All I have built, all
I have worked for.

With one barrel of water, I
could have put the fire out.

It would have gotten
no farther than the shed.

If Don Hilario
hadn't stopped me,

I would have had
water here to put it out.

Don Hilario did not
cause the drought.

Neither did the lancers.

Some things we just
have to learn to accept.

You will excuse me, Don Diego?

( ominous theme swells)

I will not have it, Diego.

I am sorry for Miguel Roverto.

It is most unfortunate
his home b*rned,

but I will not have him
intimating that it was my fault.

You cannot blame him
for being bitter, Don Hilario.

He spent most of his life
building that small rancho.

But why should he
be so bitter toward me?

Was it my idea
to have a drought?

Does he think I
like it this way?

You see this, Don Diego?

I just sold off half my cattle.

Almost had to give them away.

Because I was afraid there
wouldn't be enough water

to see them all through.

Half of what they were worth.

You sent for me, Don Diego?

Yes, I did.

I wanna talk to you.

I understand you've been
saying around the pueblo

that it was my fault
that your place b*rned.

I've been saying that
with one barrel of water,

I could have put the fire
out when I first found it.

And you would not let me
have one barrel of water.

I am sorry your place b*rned.

When you start to rebuild,

I will send my vaqueros
over to lend a hand,

but don't intimate
that it was my fault.

You keep your vaqueros
off of my property

or I sh**t them down the
way you tried to sh**t me.

Miguel, Don Hilario was
only trying to be helpful.

I don't want his help.

I just hope someday
you'll see your place burn

and you'll know
what it's like to stand

and not be able to
do anything to stop it.

(door shuts)

I meant to ask you, what
plans have you made to rebuild?

There is no reason to
rebuild, nothing to rebuild with.

May I...? May I help you?

You and your father,

you have already done
too many things for me.

I can accept no more.

Well, you can
consider this a loan.

You can pay me back later.

No, patrón.

If something should
happen to me,

I have nothing of
value to leave my son,

but at least I do not leave
him with debts to pay.

One way or another, Miguel,
we have to help each other.

Now it is no use, Don Diego.

My orange trees,

one by one, they are
dying for lack of water.

It is a sad thing, Don Diego,

to see a poor little tree dying,

nothing you can do to help it.

I'm sure it is.

People do not understand.

A tree, it is a living thing.

Its roots, they
reach out for water.

When they cannot find it,

slowly it dies.

But, Miguel, this is
no reason to give up.

If a tree dies, you
plant another one,

and if a house burns
down, you rebuild it.

I will not let my
trees die. It is not fair.

Somehow I will get water.

Gracias, Don Diego.

Sergeant Garcia? Show him in.

Buenos días, Don Diego.

Well, sergeant, what
brings you here at this hour?

It is a sad day, Don Diego.

No time for breakfast

after a long night's
sleep I didn't get.

Well, what's the problem?

You were at the
tavern yesterday,

weren't you, Don Diego,
when Miguel Roverto said

he was going to burn
down Don Hilario's house?

One moment.

I was there yesterday
when Miguel was there,

but I never heard him say that.

Well, anyhow, he did it.

What?

b*rned down Don Hilario's house.

Well, I don't
believe it, sergeant.

Oh, he was upset, naturally.

He... He may have
said a few things,

but burn down
Don Hilario's house?

No.

Then will you tell these
things to the magistrado?

Please, Don Diego? This
is what I came to ask you.

Of course I will.

(sighs)

Your loyalty to Miguel
Roverto is commendable, Diego,

but do you not owe some
loyalty to Don Hilario?

Well, I agree it's unfortunate

that Don Hilario's
house b*rned down,

but he is a wealthy man.

He can take care of himself.

You might as well know it now

and the entire pueblo
will know it before long.

After the fire was out, they
found Don Hilario's body.

MAN: The patrón, he...

He was always good to us.

Sí.

He was a good man.

MAGISTRADO: So you see,

it is not just a simple case

of burning down a
house for revenge.

It is now a case of m*rder.

One moment.

You still do not have
proof that Miguel did this.

You think not?

We have evidence to prove

that Don Hilario
was robbed and k*lled

even before the
fire was started.

The fire was intended
to cover the crime.

Miguel's musket was
found at the scene.

And when Miguel was arrested,

see what we found
in his possession.

This bag of gold coins.

( ominous theme playing)

May I, uh, see Miguel?

Explain it to him, sergeant.

Well, that will be a
little difficult, Don Diego.

You see, when the
lancers were bringing Miguel

into the pueblo, he...

Well, he somehow
got away from them.

Now, since they no
longer have their jobs,

these two vaqueros are
planning to leave for Sonora,

but I wanted to hold this
meeting before they go.

You may go.

Thank you for coming in
so promptly, Don Diego.

(speaking Spanish)

Oh, sergeant.

I'm offering a reward
of 1,500 pesos

for the capture
of Miguel Roverto,

dead or alive.

( ominous theme playing)

( exciting theme playing)

Stop. Miguel.

I want to talk to you.

Miguel, stop.

(g*nsh*t)

(gasps)

You no longer consider
me your friend, eh?

Last night, el Zorro,

when you came to my home

and gave me the
2,000 pesos to rebuild,

I was very happy.

Today the money
almost got me hung.

Was this what you wanted?

Why was your musket found
next to Don Hilario's body?

I do not know.

Unless Don Hilario
used it to defend himself.

Where would he get it?

His vaqueros: Mauridio, Tonio.

They took it away from
me on the King's Highway

and they would not give it back.

Perhaps Don Hilario
took it from them.

Maybe...

Maybe they saw their chance
to rob and k*ll Don Hilario,

knowing the blame
would fall on you.

Let's find out.

Follow me to Don
Hilario's hacienda.

( dramatic theme playing)

We could at least
wait until morning.

Do not be stupid.

The sooner we
get away, the better.

ZORRO: Right, señores.

In fact, it may be
too late even now.

With el Zorro dead,

we will have another 2,000
pesos reward to divide between us.

( dramatic theme playing)

(panting)

Two thousand pesos.

Just keep pointing to him.

(speaking inaudibly)

(g*nsh*t)

ZORRO: Get him, Miguel.

Don't let him get away.
I'll take care of this one.

( exciting theme playing)

Not so fast, señor.

(thunder crashes)

♪ Zorro, Zorro ♪

♪ Zorro, Zorro ♪

♪ Zorro ♪

(horse whinnying)

(screams)

ANNOUNCER: Next
week, a lovely señorita

is the victim of
cruel deception.

Señorita, I will try
to tell you once more.

Your father does not
live in Los Angeles.

Señorita, I give you advice.

It is better to live in Spain

than to die in California.

You have news for
me about my father?

ANNOUNCER: Join us
next week and help Zorro

solve the mystery
of the missing father.

( upbeat theme playing)