- Don Diego de la Vega: Joaquin Castenada! This is Zorro!
- Joaquin Castenada: Zorro?
- Don Diego de la Vega: Make the guard angry enough to enter your cell!
- Theresa, the Tamale Peddler: Joaquin! You behave yourself! Here's your tamale, 5 centavos!
- Joaquin Castenada: I don't want it!
- Theresa, the Tamale Peddler: You ordered it! Either you'll eat it, or you'll wear it!
- Joaquin Castenada: Alright!
- [Pays her]
- Theresa, the Tamale Peddler: 5 centavos!
- Corp. Reyes: Sergeant, let's all go back to Los Angeles!
- Garcia: Alright! You have convinced me! Now, I will go and pack our things, while you go and tell the Adjitant that we are leaving the army!
- [Corporal Reyes starts walking away]
- Garcia: Baboso, come back here!
- Corp. Reyes: But you said I...
- Garcia: Do you wanna get shot for desertion?
- Corp. Reyes: I just wanna go home!
- Theresa, the Tamale Peddler: Tamales! Get your tamales!
- [singing]
- Theresa, the Tamale Peddler: Tamales, hot, hot, hot, hot, tamales! Hot, hot, hot, hot. Fine as can be, try 'em and see, get your hotter than hot tamales! For the hottest tamale in Monterey, come to Teresa the folks all say. Your eyes will water and your tongue will burn, but they're so delicious you will soon return.
- Garcia: [singing with Teresa] Tamales, hot, hot, hot, hot, tamales, hot, hot, hot, hot. Fine as can be, try 'em and see, get your hotter than hot tamales!
- Corp. Reyes: [singing, not quite in tune] Hot, hot, hot, hot, tamales!
- Garcia: [sarcastic] Thank you corporal.
- Corp. Reyes: Any time at all sergeant!