Original subtitles

JOE DAWSON NARRATING: 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.

[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE"]

Jeez, Ceirdwyn, I thought you'd be happy for me.

-Of course I'm happy for you, I--

Steven, I love you.

-Then what's the problem?

-It's in Madrid.

-You got something against Spaniards?

-No, of course not.

It's just--

well, our friends are all here.

Our life is in Paris.

-Our whole life could be in Madrid.

This is the opportunity of a lifetime.

-There'll be other opportunities.

-For you.

Maybe this is all I get.

Some of us don't live forever.

-I think we should continue this discussion in private.

-Fine.

-Steven.

-I'm just going to get the car.

-Hey, kid.

What did you get today?

-I'm not a kid.

-Don't be a pain in the ass, Paolo.

Give it to him.

-This it?

-Tough winter.

I'll do better tomorrow.

There'll be a crowd at the track.

GASTON [OFFSCREEN]: You'd better.

Now get lost.

-Hah!

Haaaaah!

MARIO [OFFSCREEN]: I'm sorry.

He's just a crazy kid.

But he's good, Gaston, all right?

Trust me.

He's good.

[wolf whistle]

-Be cool, man.

-Nice leather.

-Get his wallet.

[hooting]

[laughter]

Oh-- oh.

-[cackles]

Woo!

[sniffs loudly]

-[cackles]

Give me your watch.

STEVEN [OFFSCREEN]: Now look, you've got my wallet.

Now let me go.

-I said, give me your watch.

-Unh!

STEVEN [OFFSCREEN]: Why are you doing this?

I gave you my money.

Leave me alone!

Look, I've given you all I've got.

THUG [OFFSCREEN]: Come on, pretty boy, get up.

-No.

Please, take what you want.

[gunshot]

[cries out]

-No!

-[cackles]

CEIRDWYN [OFFSCREEN]: [SCREAMING] No!

Steven!

No!

[gunshot]

-[screams]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

THUG [OFFSCREEN]: Come on, let's go.

-Let's get out of here!

[motorcycles roaring]

ANNOUNCER [ON PA]: The best lap time today, ladies and

gentlemen, is 103.65.

The Saracen team--

-You don't worry about him getting hurt?

-I worry.

-Young men.

They all think they are going to live forever.

[tires screech]

[tires screech]

ANNOUNCER [ON PA]: And on the last turn,

Saracen one and two.

[beep]

ANNOUNCER [ON PA]: First time trials for today.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

-Ridden like a champion.

-[laughs]

Thanks, Maurice.

Looks like I might get it in another run before dark.

-I don't think Maurice's heart can take it.

-My heart's as young as yours.

But I have to be at work.

Good luck, Richie.

And be careful.

-Thanks, Maurice.

I'll catch you later.

-Looks like you took that last bend pretty tight.

-Yeah, you're telling me.

That's the second time Basil tried to run me off the track.

He's, uh, pissed 'cause I beat him yesterday.

-How bad is it?

-Oh, it's nothing.

It's healed already.

Just took a little skin off.

What?

-[hesitant sigh]

Don't you think you're riding a little close to the edge?

-Mac, I'm riding to win, like everybody else.

-Well, do you think anybody else could break his leg in

three places and still walk away?

-You think I'm cheating?

-Well, you tell me.

Would you be pushing this hard if you thought

you could get hurt?

-I gotta get cleaned up.

-Excuse me.

-What's up, man?

Want to buy a watch?

-Give me my wallet.

-What wallet?

-I'll tell you what.

I'll take any one you got with my driver's license in it.

-Oh, yeah.

That one.

You gonna call the cops?

-Nope.

Now give me yours.

-What are you talking about?

-You took mine.

Now I want yours.

-You some kind of nut?

-Hand it over.

There's not much in it.

-Oh, yeah.

Big surprise.

-OK, kid.

You can go now.

-And how am I supposed to get home without any money?

-You're good on your feet.

Walk.

[engine starts]

-Nice wheels.

-Out.

-Please, Mister.

I've got a real sick sister I've got to get home to.

-Really?

PAOLO [OFFSCREEN]: Yeah, it's her heart.

She needs an operation real bad.

That's why I've fallen into a life of crime.

-Life of crime.

Give me a break.

CEIRDWYN [IN MEMORY]: There'll be other opportunities.

STEVEN [IN MEMORY]: For you.

Maybe this is all I get.

[gunshot]

STEVEN [IN MEMORY]: [cries out]

-[SCREAMING] No!

Steven!

[gunshot]

STEVEN [IN MEMORY]: Some of us don't live forever.

CEIRDWYN [OFFSCREEN]: Is it your time, Neva?

-No.

Boudicca wants the wagons loaded and the families ready

to move out.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: This time tomorrow, the Romans

will be gone, and we will be on our way home for

the birth of my son.

-Oh.

And you know it will be a son?

-And is name will be Callum.

Callum, son of Callum.

[laughter]

-I think Callum is a fine name.

-Fight well.

-I always do.

-For a man.

[battle cry]

[swords clashing]

-Watch your back.

-Why, when I have you?

-Auugh!

-[SCREAMING] No!

[thunk]

[SCREAMING] No!

No!

[MUSIC - ALEXANDRA GORD, "UNOPENED EYE"]

-You!

-Hey!

-No, you're not the right one.

-I can be anyone you want me to be.

-You don't want to be who I'm looking for.

-It's about three blocks away.

-You live around here?

-Me and my brother.

-No parents?

-What, you writing a book?

Me and Mario make out OK.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-Why are you stopping?

-Stay here.

Don't touch anything.

-Do you know him?

-Never--

never seen him before.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Who is he, Paolo?

Paolo?

Paolo!

[extra-sensory buzz]

-Ceirdwyn?

-It's good to see you again, Duncan.

-It's not your part of town.

You out walking or hunting?

-Hunting.

And you?

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: The same.

Looking for a killer.

-So am I

-There's a dead man in the warehouse back there, killed

by a sword.

-So?

-Tell me it wasn't you.

-Do us both a favor, MacLeod.

Don't ask me any more questions.

-Since when did a warrior become a murderer?

-Is that what you call it when a killer is killed?

I call it justice, and so did you, once.

-There's no war today, Ceirdwyn.

-Isn't there?

They killed my husband.

-I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

-Well, don't be sorry.

Just stay out of my way.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: My Lord, can we

not rest the night?

We can reach the boat at dawn.

-The boat to take me off, to lick my wounds

like a whipped hound?

I"ve suffered the worst defeat in Scottish history.

And now the English murderers will say, aye, Bonnie Prince

Charlie ran away with this tail 'tween his legs.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Let them say what they will.

By God, we fought as bravely as men can.

For the sake of the men, sire.

I know a tavern nearby.

-Good.

Let the English know we stopped for a pot of ale

before leaving.

-This way!

[horses whinny]

-Duncan.

Duncan MacLeod, hey!

[both laugh]

-Ceirdwyn.

-Ah.

It's Flora, Flora MacDonald now.

And you can put me down.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Mm.

We need food and a place to spend the night.

-Well, this is a sorry lot you're traveling with.

By the look of them, they've not two

pennies to rub together.

-Hold your tongue.

-Why?

Who does he think he is?

Bonnie Prince Charlie himself?

Forgive me.

I'd no idea.

-No matter, lass.

You're right.

Cumberland is on our heels, and I'll not

put a woman in danger.

We ride on.

-No, sire.

Whatever I have is yours.

And if there's a cause worth dying for, it's this one.

A trampled people must stand while they can.

Stay.

-I thank you, lass.

Well, MacLeod, see if you can't find a penny or two to

rub together, huh?

-How was I to know?

BONNIE PRINCE CHARLIE [OFFSCREEN]: Oh,

I do not like it.

Is this really necessary?

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Aye, my lord.

If the English are watching the coast, it may be your only

chance to get through.

-Aye, "The Pretender," I am called.

Now I'm pretending I'm a woman?

This is no way for a prince to travel.

-A prince, my lord, may be caught.

They'll not be looking for a woman.

-Well, 'tis done.

Best I can.

-So, what do you think, MacLeod?

-Well, it's most becoming, sire.

You're a little tall, but it suits you.

That is, you look good enough to fool the English.

-Aye.

-Aye, whatever happened to dignity?

-Dignity rides with the house of Stuart.

You cannot lose it, whatever the dress.

-Aye.

Lass, I thank you.

You may well have saved Scotland.

Gentlemen, afore the tide turns--

-Sire, if you please, I must stay.

The English are butchering farmers who have never seen a

battlefield.

I have unfinished business here.

-Aye, so do we all, MacLeod, but one sword

won't turn the war.

-No, but I'll make them pay dearly.

-Aye, I believe you will.

Angus, the first man that laughs can have the

back of your hand.

ANGUS [OFFSCREEN]: Any laughter will get more than

the back of my hand, sire.

-Stay with me, MacLeod.

This land is filled with Scottish graves.

-Aye.

And there'll be English ones by the time I'm through.

-Has there not been enough bloodshed?

-Enough?

They slaughtered 4,000 Scots.

Men, women, children in their mothers' arms.

I do not ask you to understand.

-Aye, but I do, only too well.

More blood does not make it better!

[horse whinnies]

-Hyah!

-It never will.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: So what are you gonna do?

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: I don't know.

-Mac, if the only way to stop her is to fight her--

-Could I kill her?

I'm going to see if Paolo's working the crowds.

-Mac, are you looking for a way to stop her, or

a reason not to?

-Either one works for me.

You be careful.

-Sure.

-No hard feelings, Richie.

-Oh, why?

'Cause you lied to me and then tried to run me off the track?

-It was an honest mistake.

-Go away, Basil.

Save it for the next rookie.

-Be careful on the track.

Anything can happen.

-We've got to stop meeting like this.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

-Don't kill me!

I didn't do it!

-Hey, hey!

I'm not gonna hurt you.

-I was there, but it wasn't me.

-What are you talking about?

-I saw you with the dead woman.

-Paolo, what did you see?

-Sh-- she came back.

-It's all right.

It's OK.

It's OK.

-And she killed the guy in the warehouse?

-Gaston.

-Who else?

Who else was there the night her husband was killed?

PAOLO [OFFSCREEN]: I don't know.

-Paolo, I'm going to stop her.

-You can't.

Nothing can stop her.

-I can.

-Gaston kept shooting at her, but she kept coming back.

She's going to kill them all, isn't she?

-Where are the others, Paolo?

-I don't know.

-He's not safe on the streets.

-Who?

-Your brother.

He's one of them, isn't he?

I just want to talk to him.

-It wasn't his fault.

Gaston had the gun.

Mario was just--

-What, just going along?

A man's dead, Paolo, for what?

A few francs and the keys to a car?

-It wasn't his fault.

-Maybe not.

But if she finds him first, then he's dead.

-You can drop me here.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Look, if you decide you want

to talk, come see me.

-You really think you can stop her?

-I'm going to try.

-They hang out at the Black Door.

Don't tell him I told you.

-I won't.

I promise.

[music playing]

[extra-sensory buzz]

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Ceirdwyn.

-Stay out of this, MacLeod.

-The shooter's already dead.

How many more?

-There were five.

-This isn't the answer.

-A head for a head and a body for a body,

since the dawn of time.

It's no different now.

-Revenge does nothing, Ceirdwyn, nothing.

You know that.

-When we're finished there'll be nothing left in this

stinking land but oats and sheep, eh?

[soldiers laugh meanly]

[musket shot]

-Auugh!

-Hyah!

-What the devil?

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Far as you're concerned, the

devil himself!

Hyah!

[musket shots]

[horse screams]

[thud]

-Mine.

[swords clashing]

[flies buzzing]

-Mm.

What the--?

CEIRDWYN [OFFSCREEN]: They're getting

cleaned and mended, MacLeod.

They were full of blood.

Well, it looks like you made the English pay.

But I don't think they were the only ones.

We're warriors, MacLeod.

We avenge our own.

We kill the killers.

But there's a time to stop, when enough is enough.

You know that.

-Maybe it's too late.

The things I've done--

I've killed so many.

Young, old, with their wives and children watching.

I've become the thing I hate.

-You've seen too much death.

What you need is a taste of life.

It's different, being with a mortal, isn't it?

I--

I didn't think it would work.

But Steven was so sure.

He said if we loved each other enough, then

nothing else mattered.

We were together 15 years, almost 16.

Seems like yesterday when we met.

He was just out of school.

He was a boy, really, just full of hopes and dreams.

They change so much, so fast, don't they?

I watched him grow into the man he was,

into the man I loved.

And then to lose him like--

like that.

Mm, well, what about you, MacLeod?

You ever loved anyone enough?

Trusted anyone enough?

-Once.

She was killed over a few dollars and a car.

-[sighs]

Well, you think you'll ever love again?

-Yeah.

Yeah.

-[chuckles]

And her name is?

-Anne.

Anne Lindsey.

-Does she know about you?

What you are?

Why not?

-Because they die.

-Steven didn't die.

He was murdered, and it was too soon.

-Yeah, but you can't trade death for death, Ceirdwyn.

I

-Avenging his death is his memorial.

-You've already killed the guy that pulled the trigger.

Let the rest go.

Let that be his memorial.

-I just mi--

I miss him so much.

-I know.

[wind whistling]

-[sighs]

I did what I had to do.

But you'd think, after all this time,

I would have learned.

Death is always death.

And when someone's gone, nothing can bring them back.

Not pain, not rage, not revenge.

Goodbye, my love.

[rock music playing]

LOUIS [OFFSCREEN]: Let's see those things.

MARIO [OFFSCREEN]: What are you doing, man?

LOUIS [OFFSCREEN]: Excellent.

-We're not really going after her.

-Do you want to wait around for her to pick

us off, one by one?

No thanks.

I checked out the address.

It's a house on the Left Bank.

I say we go tonight.

And remember, she must wear some kind of vest, so aim for

the head.

-Yeah, right.

I know where to aim.

You just make sure you do.

-You can't do this.

-We've got to get her before she gets us.

-She'll kill you.

Mario, don't.

-Come on.

Go home.

[motorcycles roar on track]

ANNOUNCER [ON PA]: As they come into the hairpin corner,

a very tight grouping of the over-1,000cc

class bikes here today.

The competition is tough out there today.

[cheering]

[cheering]

[tires squealing]

[cheering]

[tires squeal]

ANNOUNCER [ON PA]: Yellow caution flag on the course.

Yellow flag on the course.

[explosion]

[crowd shouts]

[siren blaring]

ANNOUNCER [ON PA]: Please stay off the

course, ladies and gentlemen.

Please stay off the course.

[siren]

MAURICE [OFFSCREEN]: It's always sad

to lose one so young.

So much he had yet to do.

My first wife was a religious woman.

To her, those who had died were never far away.

Hm.

I hope it's true.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-Truer than you think.

I'm sorry, I--

I think I need to be alone for a while, Maurice.

-Of course.

I understand.

[door closes]

-I see you got out of the morgue OK.

-Yeah.

[coughing]

Wasn't easy getting across town without any clothes, but

I suppose this is supposed to be some kind of lesson, right?

-One of them.

-Basil's dead, isn't he?

-He died on the way to the hospital.

-I keep running the race in my head, Mac.

I see him right there.

I was so pissed off, I wanted to run right over him.

Maybe that's what I did.

But I did not consciously try to kill him, Mac.

-I don't think that matters to Basil right now.

-So what does this mean?

-It means you're dead in France.

It means you're dead in Europe for almost a generation.

Means you're going to have to disappear.

It means you're going to have to live with this for the rest

of your life.

-Mac, did you ever screw up like this?

-Sometimes.

[knock]

-Will you put some clothes on?

What happened?

[panting]

-Why don't you be a good boy and get out of here?

-I don't think so.

Unh!

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Well, I asked you politely.

-You have a choice.

You either leave or die.

-Go ahead.

Do it.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: [CALLING] Ceirdwyn?

CEIRDWYN [OFFSCREEN]: Do it.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: [CALLING] Ceirdwyn!

-No!

No, please?

-Ceirdwyn, don't do this.

[siren approaching]

-Leave him to the police.

[siren approaching]

[screams with rage]

POLICEMAN [OFFSCREEN]: Get around the back.

Get up.

-You gonna be OK?

-No.

Not for a long time.

I'm not going to forget him, Mac, you know?

But it was worth it.

For the 15 years we had together, I'll

trade 15 years of pain.

I'd trade 100.

-Well, what about the price they pay?

No family, living in secrecy.

Waiting for the night you go out and you never come back?

Maybe we're not supposed to be with them.

-They're not children, MacLeod.

They make their own decisions.

Steven knew what I was, and he chose to be with me.

Are you sure Anne wouldn't do the same thing?

If you love her, Duncan, don't make that choice for her.

ANNE [OFFSCREEN]: Joe.

-Hi.

Thanks for coming down.

ANNE [OFFSCREEN]: Yeah.

Well, uh, you, uh--

you said it was important.

You kinda sounded a bit nervous.

-Yeah, maybe.

So, uh, how you been holding up?

-Oh, uh, working hard, you know?

Keeping busy.

Trying not to think about it too much.

-Yeah, sure.

Sit down, please.

Sit down.

Why don't I get you a drink?

-Oh, no, thanks.

JOE [OFFSCREEN]: Uh, trust me.

You want a drink.

-Well, now you're making me nervous.

-You know, I've, uh--

I've always thought you were, uh, quite a remarkable woman.

-You know something, Joe?

You can, uh, skip the sweet talk.

Now you said it was important, so, um, I'm here.

-Yeah.

Look, you know how there were always things, uh, about

MacLeod he couldn't tell you?

Things he didn't get to explain before he died?

-Yes.

So?

-It's time for the explanation.

He, uh, wanted me to give you this.

-What is it?

-It's a plane

ticket to Paris -I--

I'm--

I'm going to Paris?

-I guess that depends.

-Depends on what?

[phone rings]

-It's for you.

-H-hello?

Duncan?

Duncan?

[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE"]