Original subtitles

DUNCAN MACLEOD NARRATING: I was born 400 years ago in the

Highlands of Scotland.

I am immortal, and I am not alone.

Now is the time of the Gathering, when the stroke of

a sword will release the power of the Quickening.

In the end, there can be only one.

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

MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: Taxi!

-Go on.

[knock]

-I'll only be five minutes.

-Bonjour, Monsieur.

May I show you something?

-Anything you wish.

I'm looking for a pennant.

-Oh, yes, certainly.

-Something you would like.

-I'm sorry to keep you after closing.

I wish I could make it up to you by buying you dinner.

-Who says you can't?

-I'm afraid you won't be available.

[clang]

-What's that?

[fwoom]

[hiss]

[coughing]

[coughing and choking]

FEMALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: Monsieur Gerard!

[coughing]

[breathing heavily]

[keys jangling]

ACCOMPLICE [OFFSCREEN]: They look dead.

What happened?

-They'll wake up in a few hours-- with a heck of a

headache, but otherwise, they'll be fine.

Clean out the manager's safe.

-Here.

I got it all.

Look!

We're rich!

[laughs]

-You can take off your mask.

It's safe.

-You're sure?

-It's only potent for a few minutes.

Trust me, you're safe.

-Well, if you say so.

Ah, that's better.

Hey, I'll take these, boss.

-I think not.

I lied.

[coughs]

-You're dead.

[coughing]

-I'll see you in hell.

-Probably.

FEMALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: My mother doesn't know that she's

breaking my heart.

DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: Well, it's not a sin for your mother to

date your ex-boyfriend.

Bad taste, perhaps, but no sin.

-I guess you're right.

-I am.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-Go with God, my child, and God bless you.

The Lord be in your heart and on your lips so that you may

free and sincerely confess your sins.

-So is God as good a business as they say, Darius?

-Xavier?

-I'm flattered you remember me.

-Why are you here?

-I've come to confess, same as everyone else.

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

-I will not hear this.

-You are a priest, and I am a sinner.

Isn't that how it goes?

Or have you reinvented the position?

-Why do this?

It means nothing to you.

-Because it means everything to you.

Here I am, humiliating one of the world's greatest worriers,

and what does he do?

Nothing.

God, I love religion.

-I pity you.

-Let's not get maudlin.

Are you going to hear my confession or not?

I bet you hear MacLeod's all the time.

-If I must, yes.

-I've been a very bad boy.

I've killed six people.

-Why?

-Money.

There's never enough.

Looks like I'm going to have to do it all over again.

-Nothing touches you, does it?

Where is your heart, Xavier?

Where's your soul?

-[laughs]

Who needs a soul?

Six dead, including that one, Francois Bertrand.

Why does a known criminal wind up dead with

five innocent victims?

Maybe his partner got greedy.

-I'd say it was some toxic gas.

Exceptionally toxic.

High dispersion factor.

Took about five seconds to fill the room.

-Poor bastards.

-I'll give you specifics later.

DETECTIVE [OFFSCREEN]: Security tapes, Inspector.

-Thanks.

I'm going back to my office and take a look at these.

-The security videotapes won't tell us much.

They spray-painted the camera lenses.

-Yeah.

OK, it was rush hour.

Let's put some people out in the street and see if anyone

saw anything.

And I want a door-to-door in a four-block radius.

The guy went somewhere when he left here.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-So, my old friend, how are we today?

-Mm.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Are you ready for our game?

Or are you afraid I'll finally best 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./ Now--

to our game.

-I won't press, but if there's anything you need--

-Yes, I know, but some things must remain unsaid.

-OK, so whose move is it?

-It's yours.

-You sure?

-Yes, very.

Good move now, huh?

[knock]

-Come in.

-Father Darius?

DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: Yes?

-MacLeod.

What are you doing here?

-Playing chess.

Uh, Father Darius, this is, uh, Inspector LeBrun of the

Paris police.

-Inspector.

Can I help you?

-I hope so.

There was a robbery last night in a jewelry store a block

away from here.

-Yes, I heard.

It's a terrible thing.

-From the security video, we learned the robbery happened

around 6:00.

Now just after 6:00 a man saw someone leave the store and

enter this chapel.

He was a handsome black man, early 30s, well dressed.

Do you remember seeing anyone fitting this description?

-Yes, I do.

-Who was he?

-I'm sorry.

I can't tell you.

-The man is a murderer.

-Whatever he is, I--

I can't discuss it with you.

-And why is that?

-He came to confession.

-He told you about the murders?

-He told it to him in the confessional, LeBrun.

He wants to tell you, but he can't.

-At least tell me his name.

-I'm truly sorry, my son.

-MacLeod, he's your friend.

Talk to him.

-He's also a priest.

-The poison he used could have killed hundreds, and that

son-of-a-bitch--

sorry, Father.

He didn't even wear a gas mask.

-He was immune?

-He enters the store, releases the gas, collapses just like

everyone else.

But two minutes later, he's back on his feet again like

nothing happened.

He's probably going to kill again.

DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: I would do anything I could to stop it.

INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]: But you won't.

DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: I can't.

[explosion]

[men shouting]

[explosion]

MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: Get out of here!

[men shouting]

[explosion]

[explosion]

[explosion]

-[SHOUTING] This is the infirmary, you bastards!

The war's over there!

Huh.

I don't know why I volunteered for this war.

SOLDIER [OFFSCREEN]: Hey, the mail is here.

-I don't know about you, but I need a smoke.

-It's payday.

SOLDIER [OFFSCREEN]: Hurry up.

These guys want to get paid.

Come on, come on.

[extra-sensory buzz]

STAN [OFFSCREEN]: Hey, what is it?

What's wrong?

-There's someone--

-Who?

[ticking]

-Hey, Mac!

Mac!

[fwoom]

[coughing and choking]

-Stan, get back, it's mustard gas!

-Mac!

[coughing]

-Save yourself!

-Ah, stop trying to be a hero!

[coughing and choking]

[coughing and choking]

-Ahh.

[extra-sensory buzz]

[extra-sensory buzz]

[shing]

-My name is Xavier St. Cloud.

There can be only one.

[SOLDIERS SHOUT THROUGH GAS MASKS]

-Another time.

[engine starts]

-Stan.

Stan.

Stan!

Stan!

-I beg you, Father--

talk to me.

Help me.

This is on your head.

-It's Xavier, isn't it?

-I think I need a drink now.

-So tell me about her.

-She's beautiful.

She's-- she's smart.

She's sexy.

And she's classy.

She's like you.

And the thing is, I really think she's nuts about me.

-It's great you found someone you like.

How long have you known her?

-Oh, just a few days.

In fact, I'm supposed to meet her for lunch, and I do not

want to be late.

I will see you later.

Goodbye.

Au revoir.

-Hey, you didn't tell me her--

name.

[phone ringing]

-Hello?

Oh, hello, Achmed.

Well, I discussed the matter with the customer attache at

your embassy.

The Egyptian government has already agreed to send two

pieces to the exhibition.

Yes, we have all the proper insurance.

Yes, the paperwork will be completed in triplicate.

Goodbye, Achmed.

Bureaucrats!

-Forgive my intrusion, dear lady.

I knocked, but--

-I didn't hear.

I'm sorry, I was--

-Yes, I heard.

My name is Gerard Fleury.

-Can I help you?

-Actually, it is I who can help you.

-Tess?

Tessa?

-I'm here.

I was just about to cook lunch.

What do you feel like?

-Oh, nothing right now.

Just came back to pick the speedboat up.

You look happy about something.

-That terra cotta Fanti piece I was looking for just walked

into my collection.

-All by itself?

-This morning, this man shows up out of the blue--

Gerard Fleury, big collector.

And he specializes in--

guess what?

-17th century African sculpture.

-Exactly.

He read that interview I gave.

He's offered to lend us a Fanti queen.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Not bad.

-I thought they were all lost, but he came

across this on in Ghana.

Said it cost him an arm and a leg.

-Did he say whose?

-Very funny, Duncan.

It's come at the perfect time.

The showing for the refugee relief fund is at the gallery

tomorrow night.

-Tomorrow night?

-Did you forget about it?

-About what?

-About the show?

-No, I didn't forget.

-OK.

Did you remember to have your tuxedo cleaned?

-Yes, I remembered to have my tuxedo cleaned.

Now the last time I wore a tuxedo--

-Was on the deck of the--

ah!

Of the "Titanic."

-You know what?

You've got an awful mind.

-And you love it.

-Mm, I know.

Come here.

-Can I help you, monsieur?

-I'm looking for Dalou.

-Who are you?

-A friend.

-I know all of Mr. Dalou's friends, and

you're not one of them.

-Why don't we ask him?

Please don't.

-Stop!

Oh!

Oh!

MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: Right there is fine.

[cocks shotgun]

Smart boy.

[DRUMS "SHAVE AND A HAIRCUT" ON TABLE]

-Dalou.

Don't you recognize me?

-Duncan MacLeod.

It's--

it's impossible.

You must be his son.

-Yeah.

-MacLeod's son.

You could be no one else.

Welcome.

Your father and I had a hell of a time in

the resistance together.

-Yeah, he told me.

-You look just like him.

It's incredible.

Incredible.

Uh, did he tell you about the time we got a message from De

Gaulle himself?

-Yes.

-He wanted us-- he expressly asked for us--

to blow up the railway bridges at Compiegne.

[laughs]

Besancon.

-What are you talking about?

-The bridges were north of Besancon.

-[laughs]

That's right.

Ah, it's all in here.

Just like it happened yesterday.

How is your father?

-He died some time ago.

-Ah.

I'll grieve for him.

Well, what is it I can do for you?

-Well, my father told me there wasn't much that went down in

Paris without you knowing about it.

-Oh, I am somewhat connected.

-There was a robbery last night, a jewelry

store on rue Montcalm.

Six people died.

-I know.

It's bad business.

It's bad for business.

Parisians don't mind a little larceny now and then.

If it's done with ingenuity, no one gets hurt.

But killing for no reason?

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: The police think one of the

dead was involved in the robbery.

I was wondering if you knew him.

-Why is this important to you?

-I think the man that did the killing murdered a

good friend of mine.

-You want revenge.

-I want him dead.

-The thief who died was named Francois.

He worked for me from time to time.

He was a good boy.

Loyal.

He always did what he was told.

I used to court his mother when she was young.

Ah, if you find the killer and need my help--

-If I find him, I won't.

-Welcome to my lovely home.

Do you like it?

-Oh, yeah.

-Very nice, huh?

Ooh, you smell great.

Kitchen area back there, a little work area there, an

area for chess.

And this--

the bedroom area.

-Hello.

-Tessa.

Hi.

Uh, I didn't expect you back here for a little while.

Um, I'd like to introduce you to Renee.

-Renee.

Nice to see you again.

-Tessa.

-You guys know each other?

-Mm-hm.

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: We've met.

Renee's one of our patrons.

-Oh, that's great.

You guys are friends.

Excellent.

Well, listen, we were just about to take a little stroll

along the Seine.

You want to join us?

-Well, I'm sure Tessa is much too busy to tag along with us.

-Maybe next time.

-OK.

Shall we?

-Come on.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Bye-bye, Tessa.

-It's always nice to see you, Tessa.

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: He doesn't know.

-It's not something he'd tell you even if he did.

-I called Renee.

She hasn't told him she's married.

For her it's all a big joke, a fling with a

young, virile lover.

She was laughing.

You don't look shocked.

-You are?

-A little.

Besides, she must be at least 10 years older than he is.

[LAUGHING] Oh, hold on a minute.

You're stepping on dangerous ground here.

-You know what I mean.

She's using him, and he's taking it seriously.

I know this woman.

She's not going to leave her rich,

influential husband for Richie.

-OK, I guess he ought to be told.

-So?

When are you going to tell him?

-Me?

[laughs uncomfortably]

-"Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days

of my life and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord

forever." God bless you, Francois.

And God bless all of you.

[church bells tolling]

-[QUIETLY] Is everything all right?

I will never forget what you did today.

-Ah, anyone would have--

-Buried him in a pauper's grave and been done with it.

It's because of you that he will rest in holy ground.

Your father would have been proud.

-See you around, Dalou.

-Oh, no.

You have done enough already.

-It's from your son.

-Bless you.

-Maybe you can help me.

-Hat can I do for you?

-Tell me all you know about the man that killed your son.

-All I know is Francois came home one day and said he'd met

a man who was going to making him rich.

And they were going to meet again that night.

-Where?

-In this cafe near Saint Michel.

-Le Picotin?

-Yes, that's it.

-Thanks for fixing it with the Archbishop.

-I may have neglected to ask his permission.

[chuckles]

-Use caution.

Xavier's ruthless.

-He'd better be.

-MacLeod.

-Waiter.

-Oui?

-More coffee.

-Right away.

[extra-sensory buzz]

[extra-sensory buzz]

[thunder rolls]

-Whoa, what the?

-Hey!

Hey!

-Hey!

Hey, get out of here-- what are you--?

Aahh!

[window shatters]

-Hey!

-You tourists!

-Hey, slow down!

WORKER [OFFSCREEN]: Look out!

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: You said Darius had been a

Buddhist and a Hindu.

Why is it so important that he now respect this rule about

the confessional?

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Well, you said it.

Respect.

I don't think Darius believes in religion or a set of rules.

-Then what does he believe?

-Being your brother's keeper.

I think Darius, if he has to help mankind, he has to honor

their codes.

-Even when they protect a murderer?

-The codes protect murderers and innocents alike.

No one suggests that we destroy them.

-Why do I argue with you?

-Because you're contrary by nature.

-I am not.

INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]: MacLeod?

Are you there?

-Yes, you are.

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: No, I'm not.

-Yes, you are.

-No, I am not.

-See what I mean?

[growls]

-Inspector.

-Who is he, MacLeod?

-Who's that?

-[chuckles]

The guy you were chasing.

Talk to me.

It was the same guy who confessed to the

priest, wasn't it?

His description matches.

Where's he hiding?

-I don't know.

-You always know more than you're saying.

-His name won't mean anything to you.

And even if I did tell you where I met him, you wouldn't

believe me.

Trust me on this.

INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]: If this man kills again

because you're holding out on me, I will

personally have your head.

-Oh, I think you're going to have to wait in line.

-Remember what I said.

-LeBrun.

We're on the same side.

-That's what worries me.

-Maybe you should have told him.

-Told him what, exactly?

That I met Xavier in 1917 and he was wearing a gas mask, but

I'm not quite sure.

How's that going to help him?

-How are you going to find him?

You know he's not going back to that cafe.

-Well, my guess is that Darius has known Xavier a lot longer

than I have.

Maybe he can tell me something.

DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: Long ago I found him hiding from the

police in my church.

He was--

he was a petty thief then.

They would have guillotined him for stealing a piece of

jewelry, you know.

That's hardly a crime to die for.

And later I heard news of him robbing, murdering.

He was sentenced to life, but he escaped.

-Where did he go?

-Well, he fled to West Africa, India.

He lived there like a king.

And he must have spent his fortune, and now he's here in

Paris to collect more.

I should have stopped him.

It's--

LeBrun was right.

People will die because of me.

-Not because of you.

Because of him.

-Perhaps it's time that--

perhaps it's time that I should leave my sanctuary.

-Leave if you want, but not over this.

Xavier's mine.

Besides, he's killed too many already.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-I'm afraid the two of you together is more good news

than I can take.

Holy ground's a wonderful thing.

It allows us to speak almost like friends.

-What do you want?

-Actually, I've come to make another confession.

You see, I enjoy the company of my own kind.

I find humans, um, limited.

-Oh, so in your arrogance, you kill them.

-No, I kill them because what's the difference?

They all die anyway.

-Huh.

So can Immortals.

-True.

But not today.

-Really?

-I wouldn't try following me.

You may not find any fresh cement this time.

-I'll be seeing you real soon, Xavier.

-Sooner than you think, MacLeod.

[door opens and closes]

-What are you doing in here?

Practicing to be a politician or something?

-Mac, you ever been--

you know--

-What do I know?

-You ever had it bad for an older woman?

-[laughs]

Well, the situation hasn't come up recently.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Oh, ha, ha, ha, very funny.

You know what I mean.

You know I've been seeing this woman Renee recently, and it's

like she's--

-Married.

-What?

-Renee's married.

-What are you talking about?

Is that what Tessa said?

-[sighs]

I'm sorry, partner.

Hasn't she told you?

-No, she didn't tell me that she was married.

Oh, OK, yes, yes.

She said she was married, but-- but I thought that was,

like, as in the past, you know, ancient history.

You're putting me on.

-Do I look like I'm putting you on?

-Well, sometimes with you, I never know.

-Oh, well, grand.

Well, I'm not putting you on.

-She's married.

Oh, man.

Well, I mean, it's not like it really matters, right?

You know, I mean, when two people are tight?

It's going to be tough on her husband when she tells him,

though.

-Richie, don't you think you're taking

this a little fast?

-Fast?

Mac, you have no idea what's gone on

between me and this woman.

It was like, she saw me, I saw her-- boom!

-Boom!

-Yes.

-Richie, sometimes when you meet somebody, there's an

attraction, but--

-No, no, no, Mac.

I am not talking about an attraction.

I am talking about the real thing.

I just feel sorry for her old man.

What?

-It's spectacular.

I don't know how to thank you, Monsieur Fleury.

-Gerard, please.

I hear you've invited some of the more prominent

philanthropists of our fair city.

-That's right.

-Excellent.

And I will finally be able to meet your boyfriend.

What was his name?

-Duncan MacLeod.

He promised faithfully to be here.

-I'm so glad.

And what time is this event?

-8:00.

-That means everyone should be here by 9:00.

[laughs]

The French are never on time.

[phone ringing]

-Excuse me a moment.

[phone ringing]

[beeping]

-I will see you this evening.

-I may be a few minutes late, but I wouldn't miss

this for the world.

-Richie.

-Madame de Tassigny, how good of you to make it.

And this, I presume, must be your husband.

It is a pleasure to meet you, sir.

-How do you do?

-Very well, thank you.

I'm Richard Ryan, Tessa Noel's associate.

I can't tell you how much we appreciate your generous

contribution.

Oh, please, don't let me keep you.

Have a wonderful evening.

-Thank you, Mr. Ryan.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Uh, Madame de Tassigny, if I may have one

small moment, please?

-Go and talk to your friends.

I'll be right in, cheri.

Richie, I meant to--

-It's OK.

He seems like a nice guy.

-Well, he is.

-Renee, I've been doing a lot of thinking.

-I see.

-We can't keep seeing each other.

-We can't?

-Ah, maybe if we'd met in another time or another place.

I don't know.

But he is your husband.

-Yes, he is.

-Well, I'm glad you understand.

Goodbye, Renee.

RENEE [OFFSCREEN]: Goodbye, Richie.

Another time, another place.

[chamber music playing]

-So, what do you think of our fertility goddess?

-I think she's wasting her time around me.

Here, you want it?

Where's the donor?

-He said he might be a few minutes late.

Take a look at these people.

Have you ever seen so many diamonds?

-Once.

King Solomon's mines.

But that's a long story.

-Some other time.

INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]: MacLeod.

Can I have a word with you?

-What is it?

-It's time to go downtown, MacLeod.

-Is that really necessary?

-A witness saw you throw something into a cement mixer.

We dug it up.

It was a nerve gas canister.

The same kind of gas used in the jewelry store.

-Was anyone hurt?

-No, you guessed right.

The concrete deactivated it.

-Then you don't need to talk to me.

-We also ID'd the guy you were chasing.

We think is Xavier St. Cloud.

Where is he?

-If I knew, you wouldn't have to worry about him.

-This is no time for personal vendettas, MacLeod.

Let's go.

-Give me a moment.

-Excuse me.

-What does LeBrun want?

-Me.

Downtown.

Now.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]: We believe this man, this

Xavier St. Cloud, came from West Africa.

-Why?

-Interpol reports a similar crime 15 years ago.

A drug lord was found gassed in his mansion.

The place had been looted.

The guy got away with millions in cash and a priceless

collection of 17th-century African sculpture.

[beeping]

-West African sculpture?

-Yes.

Why?

-It would take too long to explain.

INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]: Hey, hey, MacLeod!

[tires squealing]

[beeping]

-Where is MacLeod?

[beeping]

[extra-sensory buzz]

MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: Hey!

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: [SHOUTING] What are you doing?

[beeping]

-What are you doing?

[beeping]

-How rude.

MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: This is incredible.

[beeping]

-Fleury's Xavier.

MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: It's a bomb.

-Oh, come now.

-He was speaking to the woman earlier.

I'm sure it's all just a show.

[sirens approaching]

-What's going on?

May I help you?

-I've been waiting for you.

Don't bother with the gas.

There's nobody home.

-You do turn up most unexpectedly, MacLeod.

-I think we both expected this.

-I'm just trying to earn a few francs.

After all, a man's got to live.

-Not necessarily.

[swords clashing]

[screams]

[sword clatters to pavement]

[sword clatters to pavement]

-Any sign of the lord and master?

-He's been gone all night.

I don't know where he is.

-Well, don't worry.

He'll turn up.

He always does.

Tess, I need to ask you a question.

-Sure.

-Am I as big a fool as I feel?

-What do you mean?

-I said all this stuff to Renee last night.

I thought I was, like, breaking her heart.

Little did I know she was happily married.

All I was was just a fling on the side.

I never really meant a thing to her, did I?

-She married for wealth and convenience.

Passion is not something that is so easy to come by.

-Passion?

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: Mmhm.

-She told you I was passionate?

Hm.

Well, I suppose there are worse things one could be than

a sex object.

-[laughs]

-Oh, look who's here.

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: Are you OK?

-Yeah.

-Did you find him?

-No, he's gone.

I found some blood and tracks a few miles downriver.

-LeBrun has been calling you all morning.

He wants to talk to you.

-I bet he does.

But right now, I just want to get some sleep.

-Duncan, do you think he will--

-Probably.

He won't forget what I did to him.

He's still out there somewhere.

He'll be back.

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