Zorro Well met, father. The Priest God's blessing on the meeting. Commandante Sebastian Golle You said you'd give anything to him who hangs Zorro, remember? Now, will you give half of Santa Cruz to me... by marriage? Lady Isabella Palma I marry a sweating, grease-brain brute like you? No, never. Lady Isabella Palma But this is treason! Commandante Sebastian Golle No, lady. This is common sense. You would betray me tomorrow as you betrayed him today.