All language subtitles for Highlander s02e01 The Watchers.eng

He is Immortal.

Born in the highlands of Scotland
four hundred years ago.

He is not alone.

There are others like him.

Some good,

some evil.

For centuries, he has battled the
forces of darkness...

...with holy ground his only refuge.

He cannot die...

...unless you take his head,
and with it his power.

In the end, there can
be only one.

He is Duncan MacLeod...

The Highlander.

Here we are

Born to be kings

We're the princes of the universe.

I am Immortal.

I have inside me blood of kings.

I have no rival.

No man can be my equal.

Take me to the future of the world.

Highlander 2x01
The Watchers

I think I've had enough, Mac.
Let's go home.

Whatever you say. It's fine for me.
I think I can hang here for a bit.

Mac? Mac? Come in,
Duncan Macleod. Earth to Macleod.

Sorry.

Hey, come on, man. You've hardly talked
about it since Darius died. I know its tearing you up.

I've seen a lot of people die, Richie.

Yes, but you haven't been friends with
most of them for three hundred years.

All you do is stare at this. It's--
it's like an obessesion, Mac.

I am Duncan MacLeod of the
Clan MacLeod.

I am Darius.
You won't need that.

So, my old friend, how are
we today?

You ready for our game? Or are
you afraid I'll finally beat you?

What's the matter?

Sometimes being a Catholic priest is
easier than other times.

Anything you want to talk about?

Would that I could, my friend.
Would that I could.

It's a book on some kind of mythology.

What kind of mythology?

It speaks of, uh...battles, gods...
and Immortality.

It's a book of observations of who we
are, what we do.

So, it's like a history book.

Whoever wrote it was a historian, yeah.

A secretary to a secret order of men who
observed us but did nothing to interfere. That's why we didn't know about them.

Darius! Darius!

He left this for a reason.

Okay, so then fine. What's the reason?

Is it -- is it our zip code in the back
cover, here? I mean, and what's this "27NJS"? I don't understand.

Please, let me go.

You greasy bastard.

Please, no.

What?

Let me go.

Leave him alone. Hey, I'm
talking to you, conehead!

Maybe you'd like to take his place.

Uh, look, I'm not really one
much to give advice,

...but my friend here has had a
bad week. You know what I'm saying? Really bad.

It's going to get worse.

Stay out of this one.

Carve up this lousy turkey.

Get up! Get up! Get up! Come on!
Come on! Get up! Come on.

I'm going to kill you.

Oh, I don't think so.

Come on. Come on.

Enough. Enough.

Let's go.

All you have is a few numbers
and a couple of initials.

How do you know it's our zip
code in the States?

Well, what else could it be?

Maybe it's a phone number
he didn't finish writing.

- ...Or the beginning of an address.
- He would have left more if he could.

Even if you're right, a zip code doesn't
narrow it down very much. How are you going to find them?

Well, if I go there, maybe
they'll find me.

All right, it goes over there.
It's for the exhibition in Lyons.

Revenge. That's all this is about. Is that
what Darius would have wanted?

I can't ignore this, Tess.

When are we leaving?

My flight leaves in the morning.

Mine, too. We're either
together or we're not.

Oh, I was wondering if you could help
me. I have this book --

Sorry. Do we know each other?

Uh, maybe -- maybe I can help.
It's all right, I'll take care of this. Go ahead.

I'm an antique dealer.

I came across this book, but I
can't tell much about it.

I'm afraid it's not worth much
in this condition.

Well, I'm really just curious.

Beautiful illustrations. Probably
the work of monks.

Yeah, perhaps. Ever
seen it before?

No. I, uh, I might be interested
in buying it.

Really? I thought you said it
wasn't worth very much.

It's for me. I have a weakness
for beautiful things.

I'm sorry. It's not for sale.

I'd give you a fair price.

Eh, thanks anyway.

Look, if you change your mind...
I'm Joe Dawson.

Thanks.

Have a nice day.

I'll take two.

What?

Aren't you selling something in the case?

No.

Oh, funny. I could of sworn that you
were. My loss, huh?

Yeah, no problem.

No, but you see, there is. See, I
promised the little lady some surveillance gear --

-- you know, so that she could
keep an eye on the kids.

Stay down.

Stay down, please.

Ohh! Does this come in pink?
Who are you? Talk to me!

You'll know soon enough, Duncan
MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod.

So you do know me.

We know all about you.

Don't look so surprised. I probably know
more about you than you know about yourself.

Do you?

I can tell you the time and place you became
Immortal. The name of your first love. But that's not important.

What is important is that you care
about mortals, and you don't kill for pleasure.

How about for revenge?

For that, I'd have to be your
enemy. And I'm not.

Is that what you said to Darius?

Darius? The great general who
became a monk?

I hope the Immortal who
killed him rots in Hell.

He was killed by a mortal.

How do you know?

Because he was beheaded on holy ground.
No Immortal would ever DARE break that rule.

If you knew so damned much about
us, you'd know that!

I want you to start with the blinds
and the windows.

How come I've got to do this stuff?

I guess you're just lucky. Go on.

Whoa!

What?

There was a guy here just one second ago.

Now he's gone.

For as long as your kind's been
around, we've been watching.

No Immortal has ever discovered you?

Ah, why would they notice another face
in the crowd? I mean, even one as extraordinary as mine.

And this?

It's one of our chronicles. That disappeared
five hundred years ago.

Somehow Darius got it.

It's, uh, it's part of a record
we keep of Immortals.

So you can hunt us?

No, no. We observe. We record.
But we never interfere.

And why not?

Well, too much of man's history
has been lost.

Once you get through all life's crap,
the only thing that matters is the truth.

We want the truth about Immortals to
survive, not a bunch of old wives' tales.

Great rap, Dawson. You expect me to believe
that you've kept quiet about us for all these years?

Look, if we had revealed your secret in more
superstitious times, you can imagine the witch hunts.

I don't have to imagine.

And today...you'd probably end up on page
three of one of those supermarket rags, next to the two-headed monkey...

...And I'd
be in a straight jacket.

You say you refuse to interfere,
but you have.

We would have never hurt Darius.
He was one of our great hopes.

And why should I believe you?

You've been around four hundred years.
You'd feel it if I were lying to you.

You can always kill me. But between
you and me, I hope you don't have to.

That's good. That's good.
Just like that. Just like that.

Hey! Be careful with that. These things
don't bounce, you know what I'm saying? Thank you.

Right through there. Perfect.
Thank you very much.

What is that? Ah, I hate that one!
Put that back on the truck!

Richie!

Oh, I'm just kidding, Tessa. Well,
we're, uh, just about done unloading.

We'll set up tomorrow. It's
too late to start now.

Very good idea. It's exciting, huh?
Being home?

Yeah, I suppose.

Tess...what's the problem?

I wish we were coming back
for another reason.

Oh, come on, now. It's kind of like you're
married to a cop, or even a superhero.

I mean there is quite a bit of stress
placed on a relationship like this.

I mean, sure, you could have gone
for some normal guy.

You know, like a dentist, you know, who
comes home at the same time every night, tells you about Mrs. Goodman's

bridgework and abscesses, makes you
floss three times a day -- but only with the unwaxed stuffed.

But something tells me that you
were not cut out for that.

Yeah? What was I cut out for?

I don't know. Maybe something
more the Mel Gibson type.

He'll be okay. He always is.

Don't turn around.

Kurgan.

Now from 1453 to 1535, he was in Moscow.
Then...he went to the Scottish Highlands.

Spent most of the 17th century in Italy.

We had lost him until New York,
about eight years ago.

Your kinsman, Connor MacLeod --
he did us all a big favor when he got rid of him.

Here, look at this.

This shot glass...was used by a gunfighter
named Okie. He got drunk when he shouldn't have and lost his head.

Iron Horse was a medicine man
for three generations.

He was beheaded by a cavalry officer
during the massacre of his tribe.

I know.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

The signs are just part of the fun, Caleb.
Whatever gods made you and me different.

First, I take your Quickening. And
then I take your woman.

Not this time, MacLeod.
Your Quickening's mine.

Duncan.

You were there?

One of us was nearby.

All these things are from the
northwest. We have many more at other locations.

But you're why I'm here, MacLeod.
I've been tracking you for fifteen years.

Should I be flattered?

We know there can be only
one. It could be you.

It should have been Darius.

Not his fate.

Fate didn't kill him. You did. One of his
killer's had the same tattoo.

No, that's not possible.

Ahem.

You know, you're lucky
her father's the boss.

Oh, Uncle Joe.

Sorry.

Dad loves him.

So, what brings the triumphant
graduate here?

Let's not overdo it. A B.A. doesn't
exactly secure my future.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Ah, Lynn, this is an old friend of
mine, Duncan MacLeod.

Hi, I couldn't hear overhearing.
Congratulations on your degree.

Thanks. Oh, Dad is throwing me this
graduation party, only he forgot to send out the invitations.

Well, I'll be there.

Great. It's cocktails at five. And...
can I borrow my fiance' for a few hours?

I can't.

Of course you can.

I think we have some things that
we need to talk about.

Nothing that can't wait.

- But --
- You heard the man.

Go on. Go on, Robert.
I can handle the store.

Come on, let's go. He's slow,
but I love him anyway.

Come on! Come on.

I hope I don't find out you had
anything to do with Darius' death.

Come on, Tess! Let's go!

Let's get out of here.

Why did you do that?

Better safe than sorry.

But you're not sure!

If I'm wrong, the insurance will cover
it. If I'm right, those just might be the guys who killed Darius. So, now what?

I don't know, but if they were
after us, they're after him.

Well, then we've got to go warn him.

How? We don't know where he is.

Oh, man. This is just great! Just great!

I mean, he's there. They're there.
We're here! Nobody's anywhere!

You ever think of running for Congress?

What's up?

If we're not going anywhere,
we might as well stay here.

Tessa, that's ridiculous. We've
got to do something.

There is nothing do to but wait...

...and keep trying to get Mac on the phone.

You just want to sit here?

We can't go back to the store.
They may still be there.

All right, all right. Waiting
is just not my thing.

So I've noticed.

Tess? Richie?

Great. Another window.

Where are my friends? Did Dawson
send you? Damn you! It doesn't have to be like this!

Give me the book.
Get out.

So, you spoke to one of them?
That's never happened before.

Well, I had to. He thought we
were trying to kill him.

And what did you tell him?

That he was wrong.

When MacLeod left you, he
killed one of our men.

That's impossible. He couldn't
have misunderstood.

He didn't misunderstand, Joe.
He didn't care.

We've been watching MacLeod for centuries.

People change.

It's Duncan, isn't it?

Yeah. Hello, Lynn. Um, I was
just looking for Joe Dawson.

I think he's out on the balcony with my dad.
I'll make sure you don't get lost. Come on.

No, its...uh...

Oh, come on. Come on!

Do we know where he is?

Not at the moment.

We've got to find him.

Uncle Joe, look who's here.

I thought you guys might know each other.

I'm afraid not. James Horton.
I'm delighted to meet you.

Is that how you killed Darius?

I'm unarmed.

You hate us, but you expect us to
behave honorably. Why is that?

When you kill me, other will come to
continue what we have begun.

I'm not your enemy. This isn't about mortals.
We have our own fight! Don't you understand?!

We've always understood. We
will never be dominated.

No one wants to dominate you.

Liar! We know about the Gathering.

Do you sense evil in me?

Talk to me! Tell me what you know!

It's about power! There is nothing
greater than the power of man!

James Horton. Pleased to meet you.

Duncan Macleod. I just got back from Paris.

Oh, how nice. What brings you to
this part of the world?

I was looking for someone.

An old friend?

No, my old friend died -- unexpectedly.

Darius! Darius!

Oh, that's too bad. These
things can happen.

To anyone.

Okay, everybody, let's
get real here.

What do you mean?

Well, it's obvious you guys know each other.

You're wrong.

Why don't we just take a walk?

Why don't you go to Hell?

Hey, stop it! Whoa! Leave
him alone! Please!

Stop it! Please.

Daddy?

I'm all right. I'm all right, Lynn.

What the hell was that all about?

Why don't you ask your father?

He won't tell me.

Neither will I.

Mr. Horton?

I'm on the balcony. Come on out.

How was the party?

Fine. Lynn's sleeping. She was
anxious when you didn't come.

MacLeod put one of our guys
in the hospital. Then I lost him.

Oh, don't worry about it, Robert.

Maybe he left the city?

He was here, tonight. He's
come to destroy us...

And he won't stop unless we stop him.

What if we're wrong?

What do you mean, wrong?

Maybe they're not all bad.

It doesn't matter if they're good or
evil, Robert. They're here to dominate us.

They will fight for the right to rule
us. And one day, that is what they will do.

That's not what Joe thinks.

Joe...is a hopeless romantic.
MacLeod has killed people.

Well, maybe he had to. He could have
killed me. He didn't. I think...He said it didn't have to be like this.

This is the way it is.

For you. Not for me.
I'm done with it! Now!

What would you like me to do?

Nothing. I'll handle it with Joe.

Maybe you're right.

It's good to question. It's the sign of an
active intelligence. That's why Lynn is so fond of you.

Oh! What, what, what?

There's still no answer.

Oh. I think I dozed off for a
minute. What time is it?

Morning. I've been calling all night.
Mac hasn't come home.

This has been the crummiest
night of my entire life.

Except maybe the prom, with Mary Ellen
Nowicki. She got wasted on lemon gin, puked all over the ladies' can.

I'm going back to the store.

Tess, the store -- they're watching it.

And Duncan will be looking for us.
If he calls, we have to let him know what happened.

And besides, I'm tired of being
afraid of these guys.

I'm not running anymore.

Ooh, you sound like my old coach trying
to get us fired up before the big game.

Did it work?

Sometimes. Mostly, we just
got our asses kicked.

Where's Tessa?

So now you're going to kill me, too.

Where is she?

I really don't know, MacLeod.

You know, I believed in you.
You killed one of us.

I didn't kill anyone.

You're lying.

Cut the crap! This is happening
right under your nose.

You're not stupid -- maybe
you're just blind.

Why don't you tell me
what I'm supposed to see?

How about a softball coach who's running
a death squad on the side?

You're talking about James?

No, I'm talking about Gunga Din. Don't
you get it? Horton killed Darius.

Darius died in France. James
was in Germany on business.

Check his passport.

He was in Paris trying to take my head...

...together with the other killers he
recruited from your "Watchers".

If you believe that, why trust me?

I might be with them.

You would have tried to kill
me in the alley yesterday.

I think those two men were
watching you, not me.

Besides, like you said, I've had a little more
experience judging men than you have.

So what are you going to do?

We had a fight yesterday
when we left the store.

I wanted him to take me to lunch, and
he put me in a cab and sent me home.

He said he had something important to do.

And I shouted at him
that I was important.

Oh, Dad...

I'm sure it was nothing to do with that.

He must have lost his balance.
Maybe he had been drinking.

I am so sorry, honey.

I am so sorry.

Hello?

Where are my friends?

So, it's you.

Excuse me, honey.

And what makes you think I know?

Because all this stinks of you.

Look, um...why don't we meet
and discuss this?

Where?

Darrow wharf. It's on 3rd and --

I know where it is.

He's not coming, you bastard.
His friends are safe.

You ordered their deaths?

The friends of my enemies are my enemies.

What the hell is this? You were
going to use this to kill him? Are you crazy?

It's not state of the art, I
agree, but it's effective.

What you are doing is totally wrong.
It betrays everything we stand for.

I have thought of that.

And you felt nothing?

I felt like a doctor
watching a cancer grow.

But they aren't all evil, James.

I leave nothing to chance.

He's here.

Jack! Jack!

Sorry. They couldn't make
it to the party.

MacLeod...he doesn't know what he's doing.

Shut up! My brother-in-law is very
well-liked in our organization.

When the other Watchers find
out you that murdered him...

Perhaps you'd like to make
a deal. Your life for his?

You'll kill him anyway.

Like you killed Robert.

In times of war, innocent get harmed.
I believe the generals call that collateral damage.

Is that what Robert was?
Collateral damage? Daddy?

What are you doing here? Get out.

What?

Go home! Now! Go home!

Don't.

Another time.

This will slow you down a bit.

MacLeod!

Lynn!

For Darius.

Why?

Secret societies, mortals trying to kill us...
I mean, you're never going to know where it's coming from.

Yeah, thanks for that happy thought, Rich.

They'll be back, won't they?

Maybe...but not today.

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