The Mark of Zorro

Don Diego/Zorro:
Why is it that the scoundrels of the world are always remembered and the well-bred men completely forgotten?

Theresa:
Perhaps it's because there is nothing particularly memorable about scented bathtubs.

Theresa:
[shuts door as uncle leaves, turns and sees Diego there] You?

Don Diego/Zorro:
Yes.

Theresa:
How... how did you get here?

Don Diego/Zorro:
Well, a man can do many things if he must.

Theresa:
[gasps and smiles] I must be dreaming, you are Zorro!

Don Diego/Zorro:
[puts finger to lips] I'm sorry I had to decieve you tonight but to accomplish what I must I had to decieve many people.

Theresa:
And I suppose you came to tell me that asking for my hand was merely part of the game?

Don Diego/Zorro:
Oh no. It is the one real thing in the whole masquerade. [they kiss]

Captain Esteban:
I trust you find this room more to you're liking?

Don Diego/Zorro:
Well this room is already stained in blood... a little more won't make any diffrence

Captain Esteban:
I see you're dressed for a funeral

Don Diego/Zorro:
On the contary... the funeral shall be yours

Captain Esteban:
[as Zorro complaments his move] I learned it on the battlefield.

Captain Esteban:
[as Zorro is unmasked] So... inside the peacock... we find a hawk.