All language subtitles for Highlander s06e10 two of hearts.eng

Oh, Kate!

I know, I know. I
know. Drop the gun.

Why? Because if you don't,
I'll kill your girlfriend.

Wait. Let me get
this straight.

Either I drop my
gun, or you shoot her?

You got it straight. Drop the gun.
Now. I mean it. I'll kill the bitch.

Okay. Shoot her.

I mean it. Drop the gun.
Are you hard of hearing?

Hey, if you're gonna do it,
do it. He's not gonna do it.

- I said drop it!
- I haven't got all day, pal!

You're gonna shoot her,
shoot her! Let's go!

- One more time. Drop the gun!
- I'll tell you what. Hell, I'll do it.

Please. Don't
shoot. Don't shoot.

- Don't.

Now I've done it.

Well, Nadine, you
get to go home now.

Thanks. It's our pleasure.

Oh, by the way, this was a
brand-new blouse, you know.

Armani. Return it.

And how am I gonna
explain the hole?

Moths. You're
gonna pay for this.

Ah, I'll let you
take it out on trade.

This way. This way.

No, this is the way out. No, I distinctly
remember this being the way out.

I told you it was this way. Oh,
please, don't start rubbing it in.

I always have a better
sense of direction.

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

Baby. My little baby.

Oh, sweetheart.

Oh, let me look at you.
I'm all right, Daddy.

It's okay. It's okay. Let me
take you home. I'm all right.

I just want to thank these
nice people, sweetheart.

Our family would
like to offer you...

a small token of
its appreciation.

Uh, no. Look, you got your daughter
back. Let's just leave it at that.

I'm not used to doing business
with people who refuse my money.

We're not in business, Caruso. We took
the job because your kid was in trouble.

So thanks, but no thanks.

For expenses.

He owes me a blouse.

You got style.
I'll give you that.

And whether you
like it or not,

I owe you.

Bye, Mr. Caruso.

This is physically
impossible.

Okay, I give up.

I said I give up.

Oh, uncle. Uncle!

Leave me alone!

Where the hell did
you learn that from?

Have you ever heard
of the Kama Sutra?

Yeah. You read it?

Read it?

I modeled for
the drawings.

- You're kidding?

Hold on tight.

Warm hand.

I can feel your heart.

Which reminds me, you never
got your cholesterol checked.

Now you want to talk
about my cholesterol?

You promised
me you'd do it.

We've been a little busy lately,
in case you hadn't noticed.

That business in New York.
Caruso's little item today.

Where are we
next week? Berlin?

I want to keep you
around for a little while.

What?

I love you.

I love you too.

Okay, give.

What's going on?

Something's up.
Nothing's up.

Nothing? That's right.

And you're not lying to
me? Why would I lie to you?

You tell me.

Look, everything's fine.
Can we go to bed now?

Sure.

I'll pick up the
tickets tomorrow.

What tickets? The
Bahamas. Remember?

Couple of days on the beach.
Couple of dozen pina coladas.

Starting to ring a bell?
I can't. Not this weekend.

No kidding. I've got a
little business to attend to.

It'll take a few
days to... wrap it up.

It'll take us.

Take us a few
days to wrap up.

No, no, no. Not this time.

Another Immortal?

It's late. I don't care.

I hate this crap, Kate.

Good night.

Did you hear
me? I love you.

What we're talking about are
the children of the world.

There is a battle going on
that humanity cannot lose.

We must pray more.
We must do more.

We must give more.
We have no choice.

Even as we speak,

three cargo planes are being loaded
with food and medical supplies.

Sisters, this is
a great day for us.

And for the children.

We must never
forget the children.

Mission for kids, my ass.

I'd like to see Bartholemew.
If you mean Mr. Bartholemew--

Fine. I'd like to
see Mr.Bartholemew.

I'm afraid his schedule's
quite full. Is he expecting you?

Only for the
past 700 years.

Uh, wait. No. Wait.
You can't go in there!

Emergency. There's a
woman heading out exit "A."

Excuse me. Do we
have an appointment?

Think hard.

Where the devil have you been, girl?
This is no time to be running about.

You're with Berta.

How is she doing, Berta? Her fits
are coming stronger and faster.

If we can't calm
the brain fever,

I fear we'll lose
her... and the child.

Try and get some of this
down her. What is that?

Yellow root and Saint
John's wort from the forest.

Yellow root? Are you
trying to kill her then?

We don't have much time.
Berta, you must trust me.

Come on, love. Drink, drink.
That's it. That's it. Good girl.

All of it! She
needs all of it.

Come on, love. More. Have more.
Good girl. There. That's it.

Dear Lord,
please--

Yellow root is poison.

How-- How did you know
that it would calm the fits?

Oh, it's nothing. It's just something
I remember from when I was a child.

Five years ago, you-- you came to
me to learn the healing arts, but...

I think I've learned more
from you than you from me.

You're the true healer,
Katherine. Me, I'm--

I'm just an old woman
who knows a few remedies.

No, Berta. You
gave me a home.

You made me part of your
life, part of your village.

When I came to you,
I was alone and weary.

You healed me in more ways
than you could ever imagine.

Here.

I want you to take this.

- Nay, Berta. No. I couldn't.
- It's time the village acknowledged its real healer.

No. No.

The healer's not the one that knows
the most recipes for potions, Berta.

It should be the one that
has the most love to give.

That will always
be you, Berta.

Hear me, my brothers
and sisters! Hear me!

God has sent me
to your village.

The day of
judgment is at hand.

We must wrest Christendom's holy
places from the blood-crazed infidels.

It is God's will
that we fight for him!

Through me, all who
march on Jerusalem...

shall be blessed
by the Holy Spirit.

They will attain
glory in this life...

and paradise in the next.

Who is he? Brother
Bartholemew.

They say he's an
agent of the Pope.

I beseech you to join the
baron in his holy quest.

A quest for death?

Is it not true that thousands
perish on the journey alone?

Who are you to
question God's will?

I am not speaking to
God. I'm speaking to you.

Any who die on this holy quest,
either on the journey or in battle,

shall have all
their sins remitted.

By you?

None of you shall be
denied the opportunity...

to give to this
most sacred cause.

In his name and
for your souls,

I go to do the
Lord's work.

Read it for me, Katherine.

It says-- Well,
this can't be.

What? What does it say?

"By order of the baron, half of
the coming harvest will be tithed."

Half? No! But
we'll starve.

No one will starve.
What will we do?

We'll not pay the tithe. It
is His Lordship's command.

It's outrageous! And I for one
do not believe this is God's will.

I agree.

Wear this proudly. Take
courage from the Lord.

Wear this proudly. Take
courage from the Lord.

Wear this proudly. Take
courage from the Lord.

Wear this with pride.
Take courage from--

I must speak to the baron!

Go. Leave the
peasant woman to me.

Yes, milord. Go!

Yes, yes, sir.

The baron is
otherwise engaged.

Surely even you must see
that this tithe is excessive.

I see no such thing.

But the people cannot survive a demand
such as this without starving to death!

Is that what His
Lordship wishes?

Is it!

How many men and women must die
to line your pockets with gold?

Who are we to
question God's will?

I'll see what God's
will really is.

So be it.

'Tis fortunate
we came along.

Thank you, milord. She
must have been a witch.

No doubt. No doubt.

I need your guidance
on a matter of state.

Make sure she's
well buried.

Your forgiveness
does you credit.

Unless you're afraid she
might rise from the dead.

Uh, dispose of
her. Yes, milord.

Come along.

Now I remember.

I thought you might.

As you can see, I'm
otherwise engaged.

- Shall we meet for lunch?
- Sounds wonderful.

My car's on level
one. Say noon?

I wouldn't miss
it for the world.

Neither would I.

Oh, sisters,

the Lord moves in
mysterious ways.

Amen.

I love your coat.

Picked it up in Hong Kong
on my last holy mission.

Holy mission. Right. Did you
take the yacht or the Lear jet?

I owe my life to the
generosity of others.

I'm sorry. I'm
not so generous.

Faith, hope and charity.
These are my weapons now.

- Spare me.
- I don't think so.

What happened to
faith, hope and charity?

Meet Mr. Faith, Mr. Hope.

Charity has the day off.

Do it.

-What's this?
- He's got a gun!

Get in!

Oh, well,

here's to the next time.

Nick-- You're
welcome.

What the hell are
you doing here?

I felt like a weekend in
Paris. Did you follow me?

No, I just happened
to be passing by.

Caruso told me
where you were, okay?

Yeah, well, all I can say is
that Senor Caruso has a big mouth.

What am I, blind? Think I didn't
see him slip you that note?

Honey, if I needed your help,
I would've asked for your help.

Were we in the same place?
I just saved your ass.

Come on. I had
everything under control.

Right. Two guys with
guns, woman with a sword.

I can tell you had the situation
completely under control.

Who is he? You don't
need to know that.

Who is he, Kate?

His name is Bartholemew.

Wait. Let me guess.

You've been searching for
him for a zillion years,

and now that you've found him,
you're gonna have to kill him.

How am I doing
here? Don't do that.

What? Piss on something
you don't understand.

Come on. Let's go,
let's go. Quicken up.

All right.

Will you not reconsider,
Brother Bartholemew?

My place is with
my fellow pilgrims.

Marching to Jerusalem.

You set a fine Christian
example for the rest of us.

Why, my word, the Pope
shall hear of this directly.

Milord is too kind.

Before I leave,

the small matter
of the tithe.

Ah, the peasants
refuse to pay?

They blame you for the
death of their healer.

That witch who
attacked you?

Something must be done.

Yes, yes. And soon.

The king would not look
kindly upon a rebellion.

Even less kindly upon a lord who
allowed his peasants to run amok.

You are wise
in such things.

Counsel me.

Well, firstly,

I think an example
must be made.

An example. Yes.

Oh, no! No! Berta!

Berta! Berta!

No! No!

I want you to take this.

It's time the village
acknowledged its real healer.

You're the true
healer, Katherine.

I'm just an old woman
who knows a few remedies.

I tracked that bastard
halfway across Europe,

but he managed to fake his death
before reaching the Holy Land.

Over the years, I'd
get a line on him.

When there was a war,
a famine, he'd be there.

I'd hear about how he was raising
money to save the suffering...

and crusading to
provide for refugees,

the lost souls
of the world.

But in reality, it was mostly
going to his favorite charity,

himself.

The bastard was cleverly
hiding the cash he'd ripped off.

Now he's in Paris
running the same old scam.

Nothing changes.
People are still dying,

and that son of a bitch
keeps raking in the millions.

I say we get a line
on the money first.

No, I don't want his
money. I want his head.

That's very big of you.

I wonder if that's
what the kids want--

you know, the ones
he's stealing from.

I hate you. That money
could feed a lot of babies.

But if you want to
kill him, kill him.

I really hate you.

Yeah? Yeah.

How much do you hate me?
I really, really hate you.

Cleaning crew's still on
the second floor. Excellent.

There's gotta be some hidden
files, maybe a whole directory.

Come on. Look, if you've got
a better idea, I'm all ears.

Besides, Bartholemew
was never very subtle.

I don't believe it.

Well done. Not bad, huh?

You've got an unscheduled
arrival. Move. Go.

Okay, roger that.
Let's move it out, 6:00.

Go. Go. Move it.

Let's go. Let's go.

Damn it. It's encrypted.

Yeah. Figures.

Okay, my turn.

Be my guest.

Well, you said he
wasn't big on subtlety.

Take that way. Come
with me. All right.

No way.

God, I can't believe you.

God, no wonder I
fell in love with you.

Look at this. The
son of a bitch.

Stocks, bonds.

And you were worried.

No outstanding warrants.

Records clean.
In fact--

My, my! What's
this? Commendation.

No, actually...

two official
commendations for...

"services rendered in
the apprehension of"...

et cetera, et cetera,

et cetera.

Next thing I know, you'll be
helping old ladies cross the street.

I'm glad you approve. So,
I guess we'll be on our way.

Not so fast.

Surprised?

That was my first
reaction too.

I thought to myself,
"So many passports...

for just two people."

Money from a half
a dozen countries,

and look at the names
on these credit cards!

Who are all these people?

Not to mention
the weapons.

My goodness. I was
completely overwhelmed.

I assume that you've got a search
warrant for all of this stuff.

Do you really
think I need one?

Why am I not surprised?

I suppose you have the proper
permits and licenses for these.

Why amInot surprised?

Would you care to tell me how you
got the guns through airport security?

- If you'll tell us why you're bugging Bartholemew's office.
- I ask the questions.

- What are you
doing in Paris?

- Vacation.
- With guns, a dozen passports, breaking and entering?

Package deal?

Look, why don't
we cut through it?

You were staking out Bartholemew.
You must know he's dirty.

- And now you've got his Swiss bank account numbers.
- Thanks to you.

- Yeah. Just trace the account, you got him.
- What a wonderful suggestion.

I certainly would not
have thought of it myself.

'Cause if I had, I would've discovered
that our charming Mr. Bartholemew...

had exactly, uh, $6,300
in his Swiss account.

Sixty-three hundred?
You must mean 63 million.

Not unless the exchange rate has
taken a sudden turn for the worse.

Tha-That can't be.

You see, we've had the charming Mr.
Bartholemew under surveillance for months.

And? Nothing.

Nothing? And that's
all we're gonna get.

Nine months of work,
3,000 man hours...

for nothing.

We're pulling
the operation.

It's over, thanks to
you good Samaritans.

Thank you. You've
made my day.

Are they out?

In 10 minutes
they will be.

And that makes you happy?

They've confiscated
their guns.

She'll be unarmed.

That makes me happy.

Thank you.

You don't have to
babysit us, Bertrand.

Nonsense. I'm saving you all
that taxi fare to the airport.

What? He's here.

- Who's here?
- Do you have a gun?

No. Bartholemew's here.

How do you know?
Trust her. She knows.

What the hell do you think you're
doing? We're just saving your life.

Upstairs. Upstairs! Geez.

What kind of a game is
this? It's not a game.

Bartholemew's on his way.
No one even knows we're here.

Don't go near that door.
Get away from the door!

That cop's dead,
Katherine, because of us.

I'm sorry for him,
but it happens.

It's not his job to
babysit Immortals.

He wasn't even
supposed to be involved.

I was supposed to get in, take
out Bartholemew and be gone.

You show up, and all
hell breaks loose.

If you're straight with me, this
doesn't happen. You can't get involved.

Because you say so? Because,
Nick, that's the way it is.

Are we gonna get into
this again, now, here?

Forget it.

Look, I'm sorry I'm immortal, Nick.
There's nothing I can do about it.

Now you're
getting irrational.

Tell me it doesn't
drive you crazy. What?

That I can't
die and you can.

I don't believe this.
First you lie to me,

then when things don't work
out, you lay this on me.

Look, you knew what
I was when we met.

You knew the game.
You knew the rules.

And you know me, Kate.

Am I the type of guy who's
gonna sit on his ass...

and let you walk off
and maybe get whacked?

Tell me, Kate, is that
who you ever thought I was?

No.

How the hell
did we happen?

I didn't know we
were gonna happen.

I didn't know I was gonna
fall in love with you.

Nick, the part of my life that's about
being immortal has nothing to do with you.

It can't. Katherine,

I'm either in your
life-- all of it--

or I'm gone.

How about we take care
of one thing at a time?

What do we need? A
gun would be good.

Yeah. Okay, we got no gun, we got
no money, no I.D., no credit cards.

Got any change?
About 80 francs.

Just enough for a
long-distance phone call.

Hello. Good morning.

Variety's the
spice of life, huh?

You're not kidding.
Oh, before I forget,

a jar of my Rose's
best Bolognese.

Ma grazie mille. I love Bolognese,
huh? How much for the hardware?

Gratis. This
one's on Caruso.

That's much appreciated. You
tell Caruso that we're even now.

Don't worry. He
already knows that.

It's good.

I'm sorry, Mr.
B. We lost them.

They're pros, and
it's a big city.

The cops? Cops are on it.

And that just fills
me with confidence.

They're probably out
of the country by now.

You wouldn't want to bet
a year's salary on that.

Come on. What
are they gonna do?

I don't know what
he's gonna do,

but I certainly know
what she's going to do.

Bip, bip, bop, bop, bang.

As long as I'm around, she's
just going to keep coming.

In times like these,
it's so reassuring...

to know that one can seek
comfort from the good book.

Thirty million
dollars' worth...

to be exact.

Hey.

Here.

Okay... let's go.

Go ahead, shoot him.

- Hey.
- I love it when you play rough.

Me too.

Call the airport.
Get the plane ready.

We're gonna take an extended
vacation. For how long?

Till that bitch
loses the scent.

What is it?

On the other hand,

there's no time
like the present.

I'll come with you.

No. You stay here.

This won't take long.

Yes, I think so.

A gun? My, my, our
standards are slipping.

Not mine.

Amateur.

Nice.

You're immortal.

Just a bullet-proof vest.

- No! Don't!

How charitable of you.

Charity begins at home.

These oughta
help a few kids.

Hell of a day, huh?

Yeah.

I seem to recall somebody
mentioning the Bahamas.

That was me.

Sand, sun, rum.

Sounds like a plan.

Then we'll talk.

Yeah, we'll talk.

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 Yeah!

I have no rival

No man can be my equal

Take me to the
future of your world

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