All language subtitles for Highlander s06e08 Justice.eng

I never saw that
riposte coming.

Lucky, I guess. No.

That was more than luck,
but I appreciate the lie.

We haven't been
formally introduced.

I'm Armando Baptista.
Duncan MacLeod.

Baptista. Didn't you fence for
Argentina in the '84 Olympics?

And you? You fenced for?

I gave up my amateur standing
a long time ago. Really?

How about lunch, MacLeod?

Oh, I have a few errands
to run. Oh, please.

The least you can do is allow
me to lose graciously, no?

What do you say?
My home, two hours?

Why not?

I leave you my card at the
door. Okay, I'll see you later.

Good-bye.

I'm Duncan MacLeod
of the Clan MacLeod.

I don't think we've
been introduced.

Now we have.

You're not my business, but if
you ever get in my way again,

you will be.

Oh, my lucky day.

He is Duncan MacLeod,

the Highlander.

Born in 1592, in the
Highlands of Scotland,

and he is still alive.

He is immortal.

For 400 years,
he's been a warrior,

a lover,

a wanderer,

constantly facing other
Immortals in combat to the death.

The winner takes
his enemy's head...

and with it, his power.

I am a Watcher,

part of a secret society
of men and women...

who observe and record,
but never interfere.

We know the truth
about Immortals.

In the end, there
can be only one.

May it be 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 your world

I didn't get into this
business to make friends.

This is my paper. If he's
corrupt, I have to print it.

People are dead
because of him.

We have to shut him down.

Well, find a
second source. Yes.

Well, pay him,
if you have to,

but nail it
down, eh? Papa?

Princess, please.
I'm on the phone.

I hate my new school.

Si? Un momento.
Un momento.

Mia, honey. The schools in
Europe, they are wonderful, no?

But I don't like it
there. I wanna go home.

Mia, this is an important
call. I have to talk to him.

Why don't you take Maxime and go
and play, and we talk later, yeah?

Okay. Okay.

He's this way,
on the patio.

You made quite an impression this
morning. Nice place he's got here.

Baptista must sell
a lot of newspapers.

Enough.

Hello. That's Mia, Senor
Baptista's daughter.

I don't care who he
knows in Congress.

They'll come after us,
we'll go after them.

It's all part
of the game, no?

But we print it.
Si.Front page.

Eh? Well, tell those bastards
they know where to find me.

I think they already have.

- What?
- Found you.

You're telling me that an assassin, a
woman, was trying to kill me with this arrow?

It's a crossbow bolt.
It's not an arrow.

And it's designed to kill.

And exactly how
did you find it?

Just lucky again, Mr.
Baptista. Just lucky.

- Katya!
- Mia!

Oh! Little Mia. Ooh!
Sweetie, I missed you so much.

I missed you too.

You're so sweet. You look lovely.
Is this a new dress? It's beautiful.

I have a new puppy.
See? He's a corgi.

Oh, wow. He's so cute.

You know, the queen has
exactly the same kind of dogs.

I knew that. Makes him kind
of royal, don't you think?

Yeah. Yeah? Mia, sweetie,

where's your father?

We fence, I invite
you to lunch,

and you turn up with a story right
out of, eh, Mission Impossible.

And I'm not supposed
to be skeptical, eh?

Skeptical is
fine. Stupid isn't.

I'm not stupid,
Mr. MacLeod...

or gullible.

- It's her.
- What?

She's here.

Mia. Mia's down there.

There was a woman
here. Did you see her?

This is important. Did you
see anyone? You're scaring her.

It's all right. It's
okay. Don't be scared.

She was here. Mia,
did you see anyone?

Just me and Maxime. Okay.

Come. We'll go
back to the house.

Lunch is over. Come.

Who are you?

The name is Katya.

- You should've gotten out while I gave you the chance.
- That was a chance?

If I wanted you
dead, you'd be dead.

Maybe.

Why are you trying to
kill Armando Baptista?

Why are you trying to
kill Armando Baptista?

Because he killed Elena!

Who's Elena?

She was my daughter.

Taxi! I found Elena
Moreno in Buenos Aires.

Millions of people, and she
was alone, barely surviving.

She was only
six years old.

You should've seen her.

She was tiny, starving,
begging for scraps,

living on other
people's garbage.

There was something
in her eyes,

something that reached
out and grabbed my soul.

All she knew was her name and
that her parents didn't want her.

I couldn't walk past her.

Sometimes, I would make-believe that
she was part of my own flesh and blood.

And maybe because I could
never have children of my own,

I wanted to be the best
mother in the world.

I wanted to give her back
some of what she had given me.

I watched her grow up.

She was beautiful.

And when she was old enough,
I told her the truth about me.

We kept moving so that the world
wouldn't know I wasn't getting any older.

I went from being her mother to being
her older sister, to her younger sister,

but she was always
my little girl.

Si. Muy bien.

I came to her
home one night.

Armando Baptista had
shot my beautiful baby.

Elena!

Elena!

No, senora-- Get
out of my way!

Mama. Elena.

You're gonna be fine. You're gonna
be all right. Okay? You'll be fine.

I feel bad. Am I dying?

No, baby. I'm not gonna let you
die. You're gonna be fine, okay?

- Mama?
- Yes?

Mama, stay with me.

- I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.
- Stay with me.

No!

Why didn't you
go to the police?

Oh, there were police
and a judge and a jury,

but in places like Argentina, a man
with important friends-- He walked.

Mortal law
failed, MacLeod,

but I won't.

My little girl
will have justice.

I'm sorry if that man scared
you, Mia, this afternoon.

You like playing
with your new dog?

Maxime is not just a
dog. He's a royal dog.

Oh. Because you own him?

No, silly. Because the queen
of England has lots of them.

Really? Who told you that?

It's a secret.

I see. Oh.

Did the queen ask
you not to tell?

No?

The king?

No. I, uh-- I
give up, Mia.

Aunt
Katya--

Mia, when did you
see Aunt Katya?

I wasn't supposed to tell.

The man was right?

She was here?
This afternoon?

Jos?. Yes, senor.

Katya's in town. Find her and dig
up all you can on Duncan MacLeod.

Okay, sir.

Mia, come. Come. Let's go.

I'm a busy man, MacLeod. I don't
have the time. Make the time.

I don't think so. The
door is this way, senor.

Elena Moreno. Jos?.

Show Mr. MacLeod
into the office,

but first, make sure
he's comfortable.

He said comfortable.

Before we discuss Elena,
let's talk about you.

There's nothing
to talk about.

You'd be surprised.

Duncan MacLeod, born
in Glasgow in 1962,

at St. Alistair's
Hospital,

which burned down in 1966,

conveniently destroying
all the original records.

Your parents,
John and Mary,

die in a car accident when
you were still a child.

So, you are raised by a
maiden aunt in America.

Judith. I still miss her.

Mm. But she dies of a
stroke when you're 17.

It's amazing how everyone who knew
you as a child seems to be, eh,

unreachable... or dead.

It's a sad story.

Was it Oscar Wilde who said,
"Losing one parent is a tragedy."

"And losing both is
carelessness." Oscar was a cynic.

And you, Mr.
MacLeod, are a liar.

I've been in the newspaper
business all my life.

I can smell a fake, and
you, my friend, stink.

She's out there
and she's coming.

And there's nothing
you can do to stop her.

Why is my life so
important to you, eh?

All life is important
to me, Mr. Baptista,

even Elena Moreno's.

Why did you kill her?

Elena and I had been
married for ten years.

Ramon Castillo had been my
right arm for nearly as long.

Ah. Ramon. I have
the final itinerary.

Paris, Nice, Rome,

Venice-- Nine
cities in 12 days?

You tryin' to kill me, eh? I have
to keep the advertisers happy.

Ah. I think I taught
you too well, no?

What time is
the car coming?

I'm driving myself
to the airport,

so we have a
little time. Good.

Now, you're sure that it's okay if
Mia stays with me tonight, right?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

The, uh, housekeeper will be with her during
that dinner thing I have to attend, but...

she'll be asleep
by then anyway.

She's been looking
forward to it for weeks.

I'll be fine.

You look great. You
mind if I help myself?

No, not at all.

I think we need more
ice. Katya, a little help?

- Sure. What, for ice?
- Yes, please.

Okay.

How could you
do that to me?

Do what?

Put the moves on
Ramon like that.

Me? It's not my fault he can't
keep his hands to himself.

Just stay away from him.

Elena, what are you doing?

Ramon makes me
feel beautiful.

He makes me feel young.

Some of us can't
stay 27 forever.

Does Armando know?

Mama, I've only
one short life.

Let me live it.

Please, be careful, Elena,

and-and think of Mia.

You know he'll find out.

They always do.

Ramon, how could
you do this to me?

I can't believe it.

Pictures don't lie. I'm
sorry, senor. Want to see more?

No.

Are you all right?

- Arman--
No!

I telephoned
for an ambulance,

but she died on the
way to the hospital.

- I loved her.
- So much that you killed her?

You weren't there.
You didn't see them.

Castillo was my prot?g?.
He was like a brother to me.

With my wife. So, they had to die
because you got your feelings hurt?

No! There was no thought, no
plan. The courts understood.

It was a crime of passion.

It was murder,
and you beat it.

Did I?

You have any idea what it's like to
see my little daughter's face every day?

See her mother
looking back at me?

She has no idea
how her mother died.

Yes, but she will, because
Katya's not going away.

What does she want me
to do, kill myself? Eh?

Tell me. Tell me.

How can I kill my little girl's father
when I've already killed her mother?

Huh? I haven't come here
to tell you what to do...

or how to live your life.

That's your choice.

Come in.

Where are they?
Disneyland?

Armando's disappeared and
taken my granddaughter with him.

- You hungry?
- What?

I've got some fresh basil
in the fridge and, uh,

I've got some
parmigiana, too.

I've got some extra
virgin olive oil somewhere.

I hope there's
some pine nuts.

- MacLeod?
- Hmm?

I need answers.

Pesto's no good
without pine nuts.

Now, what about the wine?
I say we go with the red.

French or Italian.
What do you think?

Hmm? French.

You know, I came here thinking
I might have to kill you.

You don't get
out much, do you?

Not lately, no.

Too busy being the
sword of justice?

Don't joke. I'm not.

Why are you
protecting him?

It's not about him.

You ever raise
a child, MacLeod?

Do you ever wish
that you had? Katya,

killing's not the answer.

What about revenge? The
emptiness you feel...

won't be filled by anger,
or revenge, or hate.

Armando's death would just
leave you feeling emptier,

and I don't think you
need to feel emptier.

I think you need
to feel life.

Your life.

Oops.
Close and--

Oops.

And for Elena.

So, how old are
you, really? Well,

next birthday,
I'll be, uh, 406.

You're pretty
smart, for a kid.

Good morning.

Every time I close
my eyes I see them.

Who?

The jury.

They thought Armando's precious honor
was more valuable than my daughter's life.

- That's the system.
- No, it was his jury. Twelve men, good and true.

I've seen it before.

A little piece for
me there, sweetie.

Sorry, Quigley. Rolf says you've got
to pay for what you've already drunk.

Besides, one more mug, and Mistress
Quigley's gonna come fetch you home in a cart.

You wouldn't want that to
happen again, would you?

No. Go on, then.

No. Come on. Off you go.

You go home now
and sleep it off.

Go on.

After the money!

Alesman, there's
gold in it for you.

- Clear the house.
- Out! Everybody!

What is he doing?

I waited.

All night I waited,

and you never came.

I told you I wouldn't.

Katya, I love you.

I want to be with you so
badly it makes me burn...

like fire.

I can't. I can't.

No more hiding
in empty barns...

and midnight meetings.

I won't be the nobleman's
whore any longer.

Now that is not true.
That is not true!

Who says these things?

But itistrue.

William, I want a
family, children,

but Iwon'tlet them grow up the
way I did, without a father.

I love you. You know that,

but
I--

I'd rather marry the
poorest goatherd in the land,

than bear the bastards of Lord William
of Godfrey. I'll talk to my father.

- I will make it right.
- There's nothing you can do.

There'snothing you can do.

Someone like you...

and someone
like me--

It'll never happen.

No.

Good-bye, William.

I don't care how many harlots you
keep or how many bastards you sire!

But you will
keep them secret!

And you will keep them
hidden! And by God,

you will keep them out
of sight of your mother.

She is not a harlot. Ha!

I am going to marry her.

Oh. When will you
grow up, William?

Think of your inheritance.
Think of your title.

Are you gonna throw
all that away...

on a tavern whore?

- I love her!

And if you
disinherit me, Father,

you'll have to leave the
kingdom to your brother Leopold.

Leopold, hmm? That idiot?

I'd rather burn
it to the ground.

The tavern whore or
your brother Leopold.

Which is it to be, Father?

Ah, my son, my son.

You give me no choice.

He,
uh--

He said yes.

Yes?

Yes. It's impossible.

No, it's a miracle.

He-he-- He, uh-- He
wants to meet you.

Tonight, at dinner.

Oh, no. I-I-I
can't. What?

All those highborn people.
I mean, what would I wear?

My father's already
thought of that.

This dress is my mother's,
and he wants you to have it.

Oh, for heaven's sake!
I feel like I'm dreaming!

It's true.

Your Lordship,
Katya of Greenhill.

Good evening,
Your Lordship.

I was expecting
William. My son...

has been
unavoidably detained.

Let us proceed
with the evidence.

Bring on the witnesses!

Evidence?

Witnesses? Your Lordship,
what is this about?

Mrs. Quigley,

come forward.

You have testified
that a week ago,

that woman
passed your house,

and gave it the evil eye.

Since then, two of your best
milking cows have dried up.

And now, your husband has
taken to unnatural walks,

calling out this
witch's name.

Witch? I'm no witch.

Quigley, you would
also swear to this?

No! It's not true.

Alesman, come forward.

You have also testified...

that you have seen her mixing potions and
spells in the shed behind the alehouse,

spells she used to
bewitch William of Godfrey.

Rolf! You're my friend.

This witch has employed...

her unnatural powers
to seduce my son.

Look!

She even wears his mother's
dress to allure him!

Only someone in league with
Satan could tempt William...

to desire such
a baseborn wench.

No! There is
no witchcraft!

William loves
me as I love him.

- I swear I am innocent, Your Lordship.
- Silence!

You will be taken to
the quarry at dawn,

and there you will be
stoned until you are dead!

No, Your Lordship! No!

And that is a
fitting end...

to a devil's whore!

No! I beg you!
I am innocent!

- Take her away!
- No! I beg you!

No! I'm innocent!
Let me go!

Rolf! Don't let
them do this to me!

William!

I went out to dinner, expecting
to be treated like a young bride,

and I woke up
in a charnel pit,

Immortal.

Men's justice, Duncan.

Katya, it's not all men.

I don't want
to kill all men,

just one.
Katya--

Katya.

Jos?, make sure the
place is locked up tight.

I don't want any surprises
from Katya, eh? Yes, senor.

Is this about his
guilt... or yours?

Stay out of
my way, Duncan.

You were a good mother. There's
nothing you could have done to stop it.

I can end
it. Katya--

The only way you're gonna
stop me is to kill me.

I haven't come to kill
you or to stop you.

Just to tell you that if you
do this, it'll never heal.

Nothing will
ever be the same.

Let it go.

Katya.

Jos?! Jos?!

He won't be coming.

Isn't this the same kind of
gun you used to kill Elena?

For God's sake, Katya,
what do you want from me?

I want you to die.

Don't you think I would do
anything to have her back?

I was crazy that night.
It was not my fault!

They knew that
at the trial.

Then I think it's time
we had another trial.

Pick it up.

I said, "Pick it up."

I'm giving you one
chance, Armando.

Right now, you and me.

Katya, this is insane!

Papa!

Mia! Go away.

Go away! Get out!
Princess, please, go.

It's okay.

Take care of her.

Mia loves him.

Maybe I should
never have told her.

Maybe I destroyed any chance Elena
had to be happy. I don't know.

All I know is that I have to
go away and sort this stuff out.

You gave her a
life, a mother,

a love she would never
have known without you.

Yeah. You know,

I always wondered why we
could never have children.

I used to think it
was a curse, but...

it's not.

We lose friends,
and we lose lovers.

It always hurts.

But no one should ever
have to lose a child.

And here we are

We're the princes
of the universe

Here we belong
fighting for survival

We've come 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

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