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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"]

[buzzing]

[moaning]

[tires squealing]

[carnival music]

[whip cracking]

[drum roll]

-Ah!

The roar of the crowd, the smell of the--

what's that smell?

-I love the circus.

But why would anyone send you tickets?

-I'm not sure.

-But you can guess.

-I'm actually going to a circus!

Unbelievable!

RINGMASTER [OFFSCREEN]: Merci, messieurs er mesdames!

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen!

And now, please direct your attention high overhead, to

the high wire, and give a big round of applause to the

dazzling, the electrifying, the death

defying, the amazing Amanda!

[cheering and applause]

[buzzing]

[buzzing]

[gasps]

[applause]

-Friend of yours?

-Just a bad habit.

-I'll take your horse, sir.

I'm glad to see you back safe.

-Duncan, my love!

-Were you planning to say goodbye?

-Goodbye?

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm just putting a few things away.

-Mm, hm?

-Mm, hm.

-So what have you been doing since I've been gone?

-Ah, I've been waiting here, very impatiently.

How was Munich?

-It lacked a certain, uh, je ne sais quoi.

-You know very well what it lacked.

OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: You there, check out the room at

the top of the stairs.

SOLDIER [OFFSCREEN]: Yes, sir.

-I want MacLeod's Quickening.

-You helped me steal the jewels.

MacLeod's head wasn't part of the deal.

Besides, you'll have to fight a troop of

soldiers to get to him.

-Then another time.

-Ah, there he is.

-Ah, don't!

Don't be foolish.

-What do you want?

-An explanation What you are doing with Baron Holstein's

signet ring, for example.

-You first.

OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: You stole it last night from the baron's

castle, with all his wife's jewelry.

But this ring you stole right on his finger while he slept.

-Imagine that.

-Ah, ha!

-Don't do that again.

[sigh]

-Are you threatening me?

-Yes.

[grunts and groans]

-Huah!

Pick it up.

Pick it up!

Again.

-I--

I'm, uh, I'm sorry.

-Apology accepted.

Gute Nacht.

She's stolen my horse!

OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: Shoot him!

-Wo-uh!

Ah!

-My horse!

Shoot!

Shoot!

-You mean, the Amazing Amanda is like a thief?

-Not like a thief, she is one.

A master thief who steals when it suits her.

-You mean, whenever she needs the money?

-Yeah, or when she needs a little excitement.

-But she could have gotten you killed.

-Or worse.

When I finally caught up with her, she swore she hadn't

meant to get me into trouble.

-Hey, wait a minute.

You mean you tried to see her again?

-Uh-oh!

-Well, yeah.

-Duncan!

-Yeah, well, who wouldn't?

-Hi.

-It's been ages.

-Barnum and Bailey, 1926, Tour of the Southwest,

as a matter of fact.

They know.

-Well, I'm sure they don't know everything.

-You'd be surprised.

-There was a Federal Marshall after you back then.

After you left the circus-- something about a string of

burglaries across five states.

-I'm sorry.

I hope he didn't bother you.

After Bavaria I never forgave myself.

-You don't look like someone who would worry much about

forgiveness.

-Tess, you do know that they all carry

big swords with them.

It's just a thought.

-You've always had a taste for beautiful and

spirited women, Duncan.

-And modest.

Don't forget modest.

-Time to go.

It's been thrilling.

-It's been 65 years.

A girl might think you're trying to avoid her.

-Now how could you think that?

Goodbye, Amanda.

-If you ever want to run away with the circus

again, look me up.

-I will.

-Listen, you know, you should, uh, stop by, you know, maybe

say, hello.

Something like that.

-I'd love that.

-I've, uh, I've got a business card somewhere around here.

Here you go.

Just, uh, feel free, drop by anytime, love to see you.

Bye-bye.

-So, now you've met Amanda.

-Yep, now I've met Amanda.

-Hey, Amanda, there's a guy waiting for you in the tent.

He says he knows you.

-Oh, thank you, Jules, I was expecting him.

-OK, fine.

-Hello?

[buzzing]

-So you couldn't stay away.

Hello?

Where are you?

-You haven't changed a bit.

-Zachary.

-Amanda.

Ha, ha, ha.

Finders, keepers.

[clucking tongue]

You've become a creature of habit.

-You escaped.

-Yes.

You know, it wasn't easy getting out of a maximum

security prison, even for me.

I had to play crazy to get outside the walls.

After that--

[scoffs]

-And do you know what I missed most?

It was the feeling of good old fashioned quickening.

[feigning fear]

-Wait!

-No.

After what you did to me, you can't come up with at reason

good enough.

-I can give you ten millions reasons, in American dollars.

-Funny, you'd think that would be enough.

-I can give you head of Duncan MacLeod!

-Ah!

Bonjour, mademoiselle.

Uh, uh, Tu as l'--

l'bien bel air aujourd'hui.

[chuckling]

-I've always thought French was

overrated as a love language.

Haven't you?

-Absolutely.

-And you should only use "tu" when you know someone really

well, very well.

When will Duncan be back?

-Who?

-Duncan.

Duncan, yes, Duncan MacLeod.

Uh, he will be, uh, he--

I don't know.

Uh, maybe you should ask Tessa.

-Ah.

I'm sorry.

I don't think you've told me your name.

-My name, Richie.

Rich--uh, uh, uh--

Richard.

-Richard, the Lionheart.

I knew him.

-Richard the Lionheart?

Yeah right.

Really?

What was he like?

-His, uh, lion heart wasn't his only animal attribute.

He had stamina of a bull.

His muscles would ripple under his skin like a fine stallion.

Well, yes, you do remind me of him.

-I do?

-Mm.

-Oh, yes, yes.

Uh, I do.

I do.

-When did you say Duncan would be back?

Any minute now.

-It was very nice meeting you, Richard.

-Whew!

Yeah!

Richard the Lionheart.

I like that.

-Knock-knock.

Sorry to barge in, no pun intended.

This is quite charming, in a claustrophobic sort of way.

-Well, we can't all live under the Big Top and wear

rhinestones on our bodysuits.

Can I help you with something?

-Yes, I was hoping to catch Duncan at home.

-No pun intended.

-So you're an artist.

I do sculpture, mainly.

This is just a preliminary sketch for something.

-Ah, sculpture.

I knew Rodin.

He seldom used sketches.

He preferred to go directly to the clay.

He like to work it with his hands.

Very sensual man.

I modeled for him--

among other things.

-Well, you'll have to tell me about those "other things"

sometime, but right now, I have to go.

[buzzing]

-Well, just in time to say goodbye to Duncan.

-Why am I not surprised?

-The ghost of Christmas Past came to pay you a visit.

Don't unwrap any presents while I'm gone.

-She's quite refreshing in a gauche sort of way.

I think I like her.

-What do you want, Amanda?

-I need your help.

-I'm sorry, I don't do second-story work.

Or maybe you need a getaway driver.

-I gave up my life of crime, Duncan.

-That's what you said in Constantinople 250 years ago.

-I succumbed to an impulse.

-I was nearly flayed alive when they

came looking for you.

-But you got away.

You always do.

Someone's after me.

-The police?

-No.

One of us.

I felt his presence last night.

-Who was it?

-I don't know, but he's not a fan.

Could you just.

I don't know, keep an eye out for me?

I need someone to hold my hand.

-That's a switch.

I usually end up holding the bag.

-Not this time.

I promise.

I think she's caught me.

Don't you?

[thunder]

-May I help you, monsieur?

-I bought a sword in here, some, uh, some time ago.

Unfortunately, it was lost.

-Ah.

-It was forged in Toledo, a Damascus

blade, an Austrian saber.

-I remember selling just such a sword.

Well, that was before your time.

Perhaps you are thinking of one of our very fine copies.

That is indistinguishable in appearance

from the one you lost.

-It may look the same, but it doesn't feel the same.

I don't want this for show.

I need a blade that can stand up to the

finest steel ever made.

Do you understand?

-Of course, of course.

You're a purist.

I do have one original made in Toledo, of Damascus steel.

-Get it, please.

Yes.

-There was a man in here 30 years ago who handled a sword

just like you.

Ah, you-- you resemble him.

-Really?

I'll take it.

-Monsieur must be aware that, uh, such a sword would cost

40,000 francs.

-I'm not sure I have quite that much on me.

-Well, we do take credit cards.

-Ah.

-Ugh!

-I won't leave home without it.

[groaning]

-He's not here.

-Yeah, so I see.

-Why don't you come inside?

I have a Veuve Clicquot '76 on ice.

As I recall, it's your favorite year.

-That was 1876, and my tastes have matured since then.

-You know, I--

I know you won't believe this, but there have been a lot of

times when I missed you.

I know it isn't mutual.

-There never was another Immortal, was there?

-You just-- you think I--

I made it up to get you here?

-Well, it had crossed my mind.

-I'm not that hard up.

Goodbye, MacLeod.

[dog barking]

[buzzing]

-Huah!

[lions snarling]

-Hiya!

Come on!

-Hah!

Come on!

Hah!

-Hey, you!

Hey, you!

Look!

-Hey, what the hell's going on here?

-I'm Duncan MacLeod of the clan MacLeod.

I don't think we've had the pleasure.

-I know who you are.

We'll meet again Highlander.

[lions snarling]

-And you're sure you've never seen him before?

-If I owned a bible, I'd swear on it.

-Would you?

-You know, a girl could get used to having someone like

you around.

-Don't get too used to it.

-Hey, where you going?

-Home.

-Well, what if he comes back?

-Well, now that your friends know who to be watching for, I

doubt you'll have any more trouble.

-But--

[sigh]

-You haven't let me thank you properly for saving my life.

-Send me a card.

[lion snarling]

ZACHARY [OFFSCREEN]: What's up?

-Just checking on a prison break I saw on the news.

-Why?

-Well, [tapping computer keys]

the Immortal that attacked me resembled the guy who escaped.

-What's it say?

-The man's name is Zachary Blaine.

He tried escaping twice before by walking out

on a telephone wire.

-Telephone wire?

Like a circus guy?

-Just like a circus guy.

-Do you think there is a connection between this Blaine

and Amanda?

[sigh]

-I used to be a performer myself, you know.

-Is that so, Monsieur Lamartine?

Huh!

I bet you were a magician.

-No, no.

It was in vaudeville.

I was "The Memory Man." There is nothing he doesn't know--

no question he--

[scoffs]

I forget the rest.

After the war, jobs were scarce.

-So you became an agent.

-I loved show business, especially the circus.

-How many performers do you handle, right now?

-None at the moment.

I retired three years ago.

But I come in every day.

-Have you ever come across a high-wire artist by the name

of Amanda, Amanda Darrieux?

-I do remember an Amanda, but her last name was LeFauve.

Oh, she was a beauty--

phenomenal talent.

Why do you ask?

She must have been dead for years.

-Um, I'm doing research for a book on the

history of the circus.

-She and Zachary were stars of the first magnitude.

-Zachary?

-Zachary Blaine.

They were partners for a while.

I think--

wait!

I may have a poster somewhere.

If I can find it--

oh!

Here we are.

Ha, ha, ha.

That's Amanda.

Amanda.

-Monsieur Lamartine, your memory is just as good as ever

it was.

-Oh!

-OK.

OK.

They're in it together.

But what are they after?

-Isn't it obvious?

They're after your head.

-Not Amanda.

-Maybe this Zachary fella is forcing her.

-That woman doesn't get forced into anything.

-There's got to be something else going on.

-Why don't I follow her, see what she's up to?

-I don't think so.

-Aw, trust me, Mac.

Shall never know I'm there.

-No.

[buzzing]

-Ugh!

-Oh, you're hurting me.

-Good!

I should do more than that.

What kind of game are you playing?

MacLeod almost took my head!

-Well, it's your own fault.

If you would have come an hour later, he would have been

drugged and unconscious.

Now he knows you're around, it's going to be that much

harder.

-I told you before, I'll have his head, or yours.

-Just relax, OK?

You're going to get it.

You still want the ten million, don't you?

Well?

-These books are worth $10 million?

-This one is.

-How the hell are you going to fence something like that?

-I already have a buyer set up.

There are two alarm systems.

The Fortrin 303 is the mainline.

The 122 is a sonic backup.

Now the little box controls the sonic sensor.

If you turn it to the right, it deactivates it.

Or is it to the left?

-Don't be funny.

You tend to fall behind in prison.

-We work it just like the Gottsburg Museum.

We'll do it tonight.

[sigh]

-What?

What is it?

-Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

-Zachary and Amanda didn't go into a museum because they're

art lovers.

-You're walking into a whole lot of trouble.

And for what?

-Zachary's motor is running.

He won't rest until he takes my head.

-Yes.

And don't forget about Amanda.

From what I can see, she's not a very happy camper.

-After all she's done to you, why do you care whether she's

happy or not?

-I don't know, Tessa.

She made me laugh when there were too many

things to laugh about.

Maybe that doesn't seem important, but those are

things I remember of her.

-She makes me feel like I have to compete with her.

Maybe if I'd been a lady pirate or something.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Richie, give us a moment, would you?

-I was just leaving.

-Hey, listen to me, young lady.

She's not competition.

Hm?

-Duncan, be careful.

-Always.

-I should have known I could never fool you, Duncan.

-Well, so how did it happen?

[sigh]

-We were partners, you know?

A little high-wire, a little burglary.

He started to get annoying, very greedy.

So I needed to get rid of him.

I staged my own death, and he was convicted of murder.

-Oh, how convenient.

So when he escaped, he came looking for you, and you

offered him my head, instead?

No.

That was his idea.

He's detested you for centuries.

-And why is that?

-Because he's always felt second best.

I guess that's because I told him he was.

-Thanks a lot.

-I would never let him take this head.

It's much too pretty.

-You should leave town.

-I will.

Come with me.

-No, I'm sorry.

I've already had that pleasure.

-We could split the money.

We could-- we could get rid of Zachary,

-If I were you, I'd stop wasting my time talking.

Because when he finds out that you're not going to show, he's

going to be very angry.

-Are you sure there's nothing I can do to make

you come with me?

-Sorry.

-Me too.

-Why am I not surprised?

-A girl's got to do what a girl's got to do.

[sigh]

-OK.

Let's get this over with.

[grunts]

-A man's got to do what a man's got to do.

-Hiya!

-Ugh!

Get me off of this thing!

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Hold him down.

Hold him down.

Go on, go around the other side.

-Ugh!

Amanda!

-They promised not to hurt you if it isn't necessary.

So just be a good boy, and they'll let

you go in the morning.

MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Amanda!

Now Amanda!

Amanda!

Ooh!

How'd she get you guys to do this?

Like I didn't know.

You know what she's doing right now?

She's committing grand theft.

-You expect us to believe you, rube?

-Is that what you think I am, a rube?

The circus has been in my family for generations.

-Yeah, right.

-My grandmother was Zazel the Great.

-The human cannonball?

-Yeah.

She traveled with the Silbon family aerialists.

Even played for Queen Victoria.

-And what was your act?

-Did an equestrian bit.

They called me The Great MacLeod.

-Never heard of you.

-I played the Orient.

Hey, look, I can prove it.

-How?

-Test me.

-Amanda wouldn't lie to me.

[chuckling]

-Trust me, you wouldn't be the first man she's

made a clown of.

-OK, rube, show us what you can do.

-Well, I might be a little rusty.

-Huh!

Excuses from The Great MacLeod!

At a full gallop, you're going to hit each of these targets.

-That's right.

-And you see that man over there?

That's Henry, the lion tamer.

He's a crack shot, and they're not blanks he's loading.

Anything you want to say?

-Yeah.

It's show time!

-Ha, ha, ha.

-Lucky!

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Hey!

Come back here!

Come back here, you dolt!

-Get after him!

-The Fortrin 122 kicks in on the next floor.

-How long till the guard clears rounds?

-12 minutes.

-All right.

[amanda breathing heavily]

-You know, you're really good.

I should let you get away with it.

You know what?

I'm gonna toss a coin.

Heads, I let you go--

tails, I call the police.

OK?

[alarm sounds]

-Oops.

[alarm sounding]

[alarm sounding]

[sirens blaring]

OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: Move it.

Move it.

Move it.

OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: All right, you both on the back.

[panting]

-Oh, well, it wasn't the smoothest

job I've ever pulled.

[sigh]

But it worked.

Where the hell is MacLeod?

-I should have known this was a setup.

-What?

-I help you steal the book, MacLeod takes my head, and the

two of you live happily ever after.

-Hm.

OK, Zach, old pal.

If that's the way you want it.

Let's get this over with, once and for all.

-My pleasure.

[cocks gun]

-I was saving this for MacLeod, to slow him down.

But as they say, all's fair in love and--

[buzzing]

-Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

-I knew you'd come.

-Why?

Did you miss me?

-Why try to save her, MacLeod?

She's betrayed you before.

Hah!

-At least I'm smart enough to stay out of jail.

-Ugh!

Hiya!

-What's a girl to do?

Look, I have a beautiful villa at the Greek Islands.

We could bask in the sun for 100 years.

-Amanda.

-She's going to get old.

-I don't care.

-Oh, well.

It was worth a shot.

I'll see you in a circus someday.

-Amanda.

-Yes?

-Leave the book.

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