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NARRATOR: He is immortal.

Born in the highlands of Scotland 400 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.

THEME SONG: 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 your world.

-Promise me something.

You will, uh, leave me before I get too old.

-You are in a good mood today.

-Well, I'm serious.

Listen.

Rebecca, you deserve a younger man.

-I have a younger man.

-Hmm?

-I have what I want.

-Rebecca, there's two things that I--

-Look, John.

You are the love of my life.

-Aw.

REBECCA [OFFSCREEN]: You're the love of a dozen livetimes.

I don't care if you're 23 or 53 or 103.

I am never going to leave you, ever.

-What is it?

-Get into the cloister.

-Dammit, Rebecca--

-Now!

-It's a little late for that, Rebecca.

-Luther.

-Surprised to see me?

Surprise nobody's killed you yet.

LUTHER [OFFSCREEN]: [laughs]

They've tried.

And failed.

-They didn't teach you to fight.

I did.

-John, go.

-Rebecca, listen to me.

-Any time you're ready.

-You think so.

-[shouts]

-John!

-He's not part of this, Luther.

-He is now.

-You let him live.

-I will--

after you give me your sword.

If you even breathe, he dies.

-Oh, Rebecca, please.

-What will it be, Rebecca--

your sword or his head?

-Your word he lives.

-I always keep a promise.

Mmm.

-[WHISPERS] Goodbye, John.

-Luther.

Where the hell is he?

Luther!

-Report.

-We followed the husband.

-And?

-Nothing.

Nothing happened.

No one's come.

-They will.

What about the funeral?

-Tomorrow, at noon.

-Arrange to be there.

-Why?

-To mourn.

[sizzling]

-[screams]

What was that for?

[whimpers]

-So you know you're alive, Raynaud.

MAC [OFFSCREEN]: Help yourself, Maurice.

There are plenty more.

-Heh.

It was just a taste.

Is that money you're busy with?

-They're called financial statements.

Yes, I'm busy.

-But it's perfect.

-Why?

-Because I have an investment for you.

-I don't think so.

-But you can't lose.

-My brother, you know the one is Glasgow.

-[sighs]

What's he selling now?

-His pig.

-You want me to buy a pig?

-Not just any pig.

This one digs for truffles.

This mushroom, worth $500 a pound.

-I know what truffles are, Maurice.

-But I know this pig.

It's got the best nose in all of France.

It will make us a fortune.

-No, Maurice.

-But it's a chance of a lifetime.

-Maurice, no pigs.

[door opens]

MAURICE [OFFSCREEN]: Madmouselle.

-Hello, MacLeod.

-Amanda.

What are you doing here?

-That's what I love about you.

You're always so warm and welcoming.

-How do you do it?

-Goodbye, Maurice.

-Ah.

-You didn't answer my question.

-Oh.

Well, can't a friend just stop by?

Maybe we can spend some quality time together.

-Maybe later, once I know what you're doing here.

-I was thinking about now.

-Think about later.

What is it, Amanda?

A bank?

A museum?

-Why does it have to be about anything?

Why can't it just be about us this time?

-Right.

-OK.

You win.

It's, uh-- it's about the 17th century jewel collection at

the museum.

-That was too easy.

The truth.

-Ask me to stay.

-Stay.

-Would you just hold me?

It's about Rebecca.

-What about Rebecca?

-[WHISPERS] She's dead.

-Who?

-I don't know.

[dog barking]

-Bring out your dead.

Bring out your dead.

Bring out your dead.

Bring out your dead.

Bring on out your dead.

-Wait.

Thief!

Stop!

Stop there!

-Go get her!

She's run away.

She stole a loaf of bread.

Come on.

Come on, get her.

-Is she dead?

-She will be soon.

Burn her with the rest.

-[moans]

-Leave her.

-Are you an angel?

-Not quite.

I'm Rebecca Horne.

No, no.

Rest now.

You're safe with me.

-I thought I was dead.

-We'll talk about that later.

What do they call you?

-Amanda.

-You have much to learn, Amanda.

-What about?

-About what happened to you.

About who we are.

About books, and swords, and fair words, written by people.

-I knew that.

Can you use a sword?

-And read, just as you will.

-What for?

Books are for monks, and women don't fight with swords.

-You seem to know everything about everything.

-I know what I need to know.

Tell me, who's a better thief?

-That isn't going to be enough anymore.

Your life is about to change.

-How?

-More than you can imagine.

But to start, a bath.

-You mean with water?

-MacLeod, do you ever wonder what it's like to die?

-Every time.

-That's not what I meant.

-I know.

You meant really die, be gone forever.

So you do think about it.

-Well, not for myself.

Not anymore.

Whatever happens happens.

-I don't know.

The longer I live, the more I get attached to myself.

-Sooner or later, everyone dies.

I mean, but us.

-I don't mind the later.

It's the soon part I don't like.

John.

-Amanda.

-This is Duncan MacLeod.

-Glad you could come.

Rebecca spoke of you--

often.

-And of you.

I'm sorry for your lose, for all of us.

-Rebecca was the Immortal.

I never though she would die before me.

-I never thought she'd die.

[voice echoes on]

-Hello, Mademoiselle.

MERCHANT [OFFSCREEN]: Foods from the New World.

Food from the New World.

-What are these?

Potatoes I think.

-Don't you know?

-What do you think they are?

Potatoes of course.

-[laughs]

Food from the New World!

Food from the New World!

Food from the New World!

-Uh, I beg your ladies' pardon, but I thought--

-You thought right.

-It was I saw him first.

REBECCA [OFFSCREEN]: Not so fast.

There's been no challenge yet.

-Then who will take his head.

-Ladies, let's not be hasty.

-I think he's afraid to fight us.

Are you afraid?

-No.

But you're women!

And you're English.

-[laughs]

He has a wit, this one.

Have you never been with a woman.

-Not in battle.

-There's always a first time.

Which one of us shall it be?

-Hmm.

Neither.

After all, t'would be a pity to spoil

such a manly creature.

There is only one thing to do with a head like this.

-What?

-[giggles]

-I'll be damned.

-He might have taken your head.

-Not that one He's a green boy.

Besides, I found better weapons than a sword.

-Hmm.

So I noticed.

-And why take a man's head when you can have his gold?

-Amanda!

-What?

You taught me to be clever.

-I also taught you to be honest.

-Oh, yes.

I forget that part.

Did you see the look on his face?

[laughing]

-What do you want?

-We should have a drink together.

-You should save your gold.

Another time, good sir.

-The name's Duncan, Duncan MacLeod.

Don't look so worried.

I'll pay.

[chuckles]

Ah.

-There you are.

Interesting.

She's brought a friend, man.

-MacLeod.

I don't think John should be alone.

-He's not alone right now.

He's with Rebecca.

-Bye, John.

-Bye.

Bye.

-Did you feel it?

-What?

-One of us.

It's probably connected to Rebecca.

-You're imagining things.

-I doubt it.

-I keep thinking I can hear her.

[sighs]

I'm really going to miss her.

-We all will.

I just thought you needed something to cheer you up.

-Nothing's going to take my mind off Rebecca.

What if I'm tempted?

-I'll keep an eye on you.

-Promises, promises.

-Would madame like to take a closer look?

-It's the most exquisite of Jean-Paul

Satano's new creations.

-Perhaps madame would like to try it on.

-No, I think madame's trying to give it up.

Thank you.

-I'll keep my hands in my pocket if that

makes you feel better.

-Why'd you lie to me about feeling that Immortal today?

-Why can't we just try to enjoy ourselves, hmm?

[screaming]

-Out of the way!

Nobody move!

Freeze!

Out of the way!

[gunshot]

-Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt!

Get your hands up!

Don't move!

You.

I'll take that.

-It's disgusting.

-After everything you've stolen?

-No, it's a gun.

No class at all.

-I'm losing my patience, lady.

-That's not all you're going to lose.

-We're not alone here.

-Choke on it.

-Come on, let's get out of here.

-Amanda.

AMANDA [OFFSCREEN]: That bastard's getting away.

MAC [OFFSCREEN]: There's never a cop around when you need

one.

-It's not funny.

MAC [OFFSCREEN]: No, it's not.

They lift jewelry worth a fortune and took that old

crystal Rebecca gave you.

Why?

Why?

-I don't know!

It can't be worth anything to them

-It's not them I'm worried about.

-John.

-Huh?

Amanda, Duncan.

It's good to see.

-Your housekeeper said you might be here.

-Did you lose something?

-Oh, it's just--

just something of Rebecca's.

I thought it might have fallen or dropped

before she was killed.

-The crystal?

-Mmm.

She wore it all the time.

How did you know?

-Mine was stolen last night.

-Huh.

You don't think that Luther killed her

over a piece of glass?

-You know who killed her?

-Of course.

I was here.

I thought I told you that, Amanda.

-Probably just slipped her mind.

-Luther was one of Rebecca's students.

-She told me he was the only one she'd ever really trusted.

Now I know why.

-What about the other students?

-Most of them are dead.

Oh, except for Amanda.

Wait, there was one other.

He lived in Paris.

Name of Henri Valjean.

-OK.

Thanks, John.

Be seeing you.

-Goodbye.

-What else have you forgotten to tell me?

-Nothing, I swear.

-He's killing because of the crystals.

Why?

-He wants to put the pieces together.

-That's crazy.

-Not if you believe the stories.

I mean, can you imagine something that increases an

Immortals power tenfold?

-Oh, That's a fairytale, Amanda.

It's like swords, and dragons-- no one believes it.

-Nobody but Luther.

-What about you?

-Oh, please.

MAC [OFFSCREEN]: Hey, you just leave this to me, OK?

-Oh, Madame Valjean?

-No, I'm Alice Millet, Mr. Valjean's private secretary.

Well, the detectives were already here.

-We're not from the police.

-We're, uh, insurance investigators.

-I haven't even called them yet.

-Well, we followed up on the police report.

-Well, they turned everything upside down, and they smashed

the jewelry case.

They stole nothing.

The detectives said they were probably vandals.

-Oh.

Could we talk to Henri Valjean?

-Mr. Valjean left Tuesday afternoon.

We had two business meetings.

He had me cancel them both.

He did something strange before he left.

-What was that?

Well, he, uh--

he kissed me.

He told me to see his lawyer if he didn't come back.

He gave me this house.

AMANDA [OFFSCREEN]: Did you ever see him

with a small crystal?

-Yes.

He always wore it.

Except for that last night.

He told me to hide it.

-Do you have it?

-No.

I gave it to my son, Paul.

-Where can we find Paul?

-Where he always is, at his antique store.

Funny, they asked about the crystal, too.

-Who did?

-Those two detectives.

-Poor Valjean.

He was a good guy.

But I don't know why he asked my mother to hide this.

-Has anyone else asked you about it?

-Why would they?

As far as I can tell, it has no real value.

-As far as we know.

Um.

You have some nice things here.

PAUL [OFFSCREEN]: Thanks.

-MacLeod.

-Stay.

-Hey!

-I thought I told you to stay put.

-I want Luther.

I had a feeling.

-He's gone.

The crystal.

-Now give me the crystal.

OK, I got it.

Let's go.

-You bastards!

-[yelps]

-I want to see your boss.

-Nothing like cast iron.

-You get it?

-He doesn't have the crystal.

Looks like they got it.

-Never seen you use a frying pan before.

Let me have it.

Luther won't stop until he gets this crystal.

-Good, because I want him.

What are you doing?

-Putting this away until we decide what to do.

-There's nothing to decide.

-Amanda, we both know who's better with a sword.

-This has nothing to do with who's better.

It's about me and Rebecca.

-Look, you're the last one of Rebecca's students left alive.

If Luther took her head, then he's good.

-It doesn't matter.

I came for him, and I'm going to get him.

-Then if you didn't want me to interfere, why did you come

waltzing in here?

What do you expect me to do, pat you on the head and send

you out to die.

-I thought you would understand.

-[SHOUTING] Understand what?

-I know I might die, MacLeod.

I just wanted to be with you.

-Let me do this.

I have a better chance.

-Not a better reason.

1,000 years, MacLeod.

I've had a great time.

-That's no reason to die.

-You really want to do something for me.

-Mmm.

breakfast in bed.

You better watch it, MacLeod.

They say this is how love starts.

MAURICE [OFFSCREEN]: Is that what they say?

-What are you doing here?

MAURICE [OFFSCREEN]: I'm Maurice.

We met the other day.

But you were wearing more clothes.

And you're cold.

-Where the hell is MacLeod?

-He came out there this morning and asked me to give

you breakfast.

-Bet he said I'd be surprised.

-[laughs]

Yes, and very hungry.

Sugar?

-Yeah.

-He's not going to get here faster because you're

worried about him.

-I'm not worried about him.

I'm gonna kill him.

-You are to fight?

-Not yet.

But we will.

-My first wife, Marcel, and I--

god rest her soul--

used to fight all the time.

It's my fondest memory.

-The fighting?

-Heh.

The making up.

The greater the fight, the greater the passion.

I see some of her in your.

-What, are you saying that I'm in love MacLeod?

-No offense, Amanda, but a blind man could see it.

-Really?

-There are two things that Maurice knows about--

food and love.

-I got your message.

I've decided to make this simple.

Your life in exchange for the crystal.

-Is that what you told Rebecca?

-I was expecting Amanda.

-Well I'm Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod.

-Ah, yes.

-Oh, whatever you have to say, you can say it to me.

-I believe you have something I want.

-Was the crystal really worth Rebecca's life?

-It's worth any amount of lives.

-Whoever has the crystal becomes

invincible, is that it?

-So you know.

-It's a myth, Luther, a story told by bored

people around campfires.

-You're immortal, MacLeod, the only being in existence who

could breathe forever, last for all time.

How can you deny that sort of power exists?

And how could you not want it if it did?

-There's only one thing I want.

-Do you have the crystal?

-No.

-Come back when you do.

[laughs]

MAURICE [OFFSCREEN]: Can you believe they

fired a chef like me?

Over a few bottles of wine!

-That you'd stolen.

-That I had tasted to see if they go with my new

[inaudible].

Well, the sous chef was a swine who informed on me.

he was always jealous.

[door opens]

-Ah, MacLeod.

I was just telling her the story of my life.

MAC [OFFSCREEN]: Which one?

-Are you suggesting I change the facts?

-No, you manufacture them, Maurice.

-He's so good at it.

-It's nice to know that someone appreciates me.

it was a joy spending the morning with you.

-Aw, same here.

-Maurice.

-I was my pleasure.

-So, where the hell were you?

-I saw Luther.

-[sighs]

He's mine, MacLeod.

You just tell me where he is and I'll be going.

-Amanda.

-What?

What?

You know, because I'm a woman, you wanna

be the hero or something?

Is that what this is all about?

-I'm trying to save your life!

-[sighs]

You know, dammit, I don't want to be saved.

I want revenge.

[swords clanging]

[swords clanging]

[laughing]

-Enough?

-Put up your blade.

-I think you could have won.

-Maybe.

-What now?

More books?

-No.

No more books.

No more lessons.

I've done as much as I can.

-What are you saying?

That I have no more to teach you, Amanda.

It's time you were on your own.

-No.

There's more to learn.

I'm not ready.

-Yes, there is more to learn, places you must go, but--

but I can't take you there.

-But you've been like a sister to me.

If it were not for you--

-It would have been someone else.

-How can I leave you?

-Because you must.

This is older than Immortals, older than time itself.

There are things of this world older and greater than us.

Keep it always, and remember.

-I have to do this.

-You'll die.

-Like you said, if it happens, it happens.

-We'll talk about it tomorrow.

-Tomorrow.

What about tonight?

Call Luther.

If he wants the crystal, he better talk to me now.

-You saved us a lot of trouble.

-Don't talk to me.

-I understand.

[dials phone]

-I have what you want, but we meet where I say.

And I need you to do something else for me.

-[WHISPERS] Here he comes.

-I wonder who's idea this was.

Now, how do you want to do this, the hard

way or the easy way?

-My way.

-Fine, have it your way.

Catch.

OK, where's she meeting Luther?

Do you want to go swimming?

-No!

-Then tell me where she went.

-They didn't tell me.

All I know is someplace she picked.

-Don't make this a habit.

-[screams]

-Can you swim?

-Amanda.

-So you're the one.

-I will be--

when I have the crystal.

-Did you have to kill her?

-No.

But it seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

In fact, she died right about where you're standing, in this

crumbling ruin.

-This ruin was Rebecca's.

It's where she taught me, saved me.

And it's where you'll die.

-[laughs]

Make this simple for yourself.

I'll take the crystal, and we'll be over this.

-And you wouldn't take my head?

-Not right away.

-You want the crystal, Luther, you come and get it.

-I will.

-[laughs]

[roars]

Oh!

I'm going to enjoy this.

Say hello to Rebecca for me.

MAC [OFFSCREEN]: Not yet.

-Too late, MacLeod.

The battle has begun.

You know you can't interfere.

-Yeah, but after Amanda, I'm next.

-I'm ready.

-But are you sure?

Both been around a long time, Luther.

Maybe you win, maybe you don't.

-How about this--

drop your sword, and I'll spare her life.

Don't do it, MacLeod.

-Wasn't about to.

-[laughs]

-You weren't?

-Won't have to.

-You said come back when I had it.

-MacLeod.

-It's the last crystal, Luther.

Here, it's yours--

if you can go through me.

-With pleasure.

[roars]

[roars]

[laughs]

[laughs]

[yelps]

-Wrong move.

-You'll never find the crystals.

-I never wanted 'em.

[thunder]

[thunder]

-[screams]

-[screams]

[shouts]

Be reasonable, Amanda.

You were losing.

AMANDA [OFFSCREEN]: I don't care.

It was my right to avenge Rebecca.

MAC [OFFSCREEN]: He was going to take your head.

-You stuck your nose in without being asked, so the

least you could is say you're sorry.

-What, for saving our life?

-Oh, don't change the subject.

Besides, you switched the crystals on me.

-Yeah, you broke into my cabinet, not to mention

sending Luther's goons on me.

-Well, I didn't think I could trust you.

And I guess I was right, wasn't I?

-Stop.

Come here.

Just do it.

I know it's not the one Rebeca gave you, but at least it's

something of hers.

-I just remembered something.

-What's that?

-Why I like you so much.

Do you think maybe we could just go by Luther's and check

around--

-I knew it!

I knew you were going after those.

-But it's such a great idea.

-No!

-Duncan, I thought--

-No!

-I think it's-- -No!

-You really don't think these work, do you ?

-I don't know.

And neither of us will ever find out.

-It's just a thought.

-Keep it that way.

And here we are.

We're the princes of the universe.

Here we belong, fighting for survival.

We've got to be the rulers of your world.

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 your world.