Tell Don Diego, tell him that all the land north of that river's mine. Tell him to stay off of it.

Oh, but the land is his.

Where did he get it?

Oh many years ago by grant and patent, inscribed by the King of all of Spain.

You mean he took it away from whomever was here before. Indians maybe.

Maybe so.

Well, I'm takin' it away from him.

Others have thought as you, senor. Others have tried.

And you've always been good enough to stop 'em?

Amigo, it is my work.

Pretty unhealthy job.