Highlander: The Source Page #2

You stay here.

I can take care of this.

Greetings, brother.

This is holy ground!

I was once like you--

long ago, before recorded time.

Like now,

the world had fallen into chaos.

The people cried out for a redeemer.

We were a group much like yours--

all of us immortaIs from different tribes,

all seeking the truth.

We all thought

we would find the answer

in The Source.

But there were darker,

secret desires in our hearts.

You cannot hide your heart

from The Source.

The journey was long.

Our tempers flared,

and being immortals,

heads were taken.

But the ancient one guarding The Source

was stronger still.

My friend fought valiantly,

but I wanted my immortality.

The Source wasn't mine to take.

Something went terribly wrong.

It left us both cursed.

Both forever decaying.

Me like this,

and he doomed to take his place

as The Guardian.

You like graveyards?

I love 'em.

I mean, who wants to live forever?

# Who wants to live forever? #

Can you tell us the way to The Source?

You should ask her.

She's already seen the way.

Come.

A child.

It calIs to you, does it not?

This is blasphemy!

It is truth!

Follow the signs.

As for you lot,

follow the woman.

The woman.

Anna.

What did you see?

Stars, worlds...

A warning.

As you get closer to The Source,

you will grow weaker

and lose your immortality!

What's in it for you?

Release!

Release!

Yes.

There can be only one.

Maybe, but they weren't talking about you.

Joe!

Man, come on!

Have a shot!

Come on, Joe.

- Naughty, naughty.

- Come on, damn it!

Joe!

Thank you.

You've been a wonderfuI audience

Good night!

Joe!

It's too late.

Methos, you're a doctor.

Do something.

Oh, Joseph.

You shouldn't have interfered.

Most fun I've had in years.

Is he--

MacLeod...

knowing you...

watching you...

was an honor.

It's been my greatest--

MacLeod, you...are...

my...best friend.

You're my friend, Joe.

lf there can be only one...

It was never good for me.

You can't cheat me now, Mac.

It's...your destiny.

Joe.

Joe.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us.

Joe.

Amen.

# Amen #

Amen.

I'm done.

Why are you upset, MacLeod?

Is it because Joe died,

or because you, the great Highlander,

couldn't save him?

Go to hell.

Is this the new MacLeod?

Someone who's going to

betray the memory of his friend?

Betray his history and his clan?

You quitter.

- Move it, MacLeod.

- Oh, no.

This is holy ground!

- I don't care!

- No!

Get up.

This is what we do.

- Do you know why he interfered?

- Why?

It wasn't for me.

It was for you,

so that you might be The One.

And now you're going to piss on his grave?

Well, come on!

You can hide behind

that bullshit, Methos,

but if you're looking

for someone to blame,

blame yourself!

You got him involved.

We're leaving.

No. I'm not.

I have to go with them.

What?

It's not your choice,

Duncan, it's mine.

Anna, you want me

to bury you next to Joe?

Then stay with me.

You said nothing would hurt me.

I was chosen for this,

and so were you.

Anna, this doesn't make sense.

Yes, it does.

Look.

It calIs to us.

I saw it before,

but it was over me like a cathedral.

Reggie?

Yeah, yeah, I'm on it.

Where?

Water.

We need to go by water.

The alignment is centered over an island.

Like the lady said.

We need a boat.

I thought you would have

found someone else

to have those kids with.

I don't want just someone's kids.

Duncan...

I made a choice.

It went against everything I feIt for you.

You think it's a coincidence

we ran into each other?

Something, some power, is guiding us.

Can that power bring Joe back?

We need to dock.

Impossible.

Why?

Look.

Over there.

There are maniacs

on that island, cannibals.

They must have seized the port.

That was CarI Louis, the port captain.

I have no wish to join him.

I have no choice.

The lady has a date.

There is nothing there but death.

I likes it like that!

Light?

No! Please, no! No!

We're not gonna let them do that, are we?

No!

No, we're not.

- I f***ing love this!

- Duck!

Duncan!

It's turning into a surprisingly good day.

Where are we going?

Okay.

It looks as if we're meant

to keep going to...

We keep going East, right?

Right.

Listen, MacLeod,

thanks for saving my neck

at the dock earlier, yeah?

You didn't really give me much choice,

now did you, Reggie?

Did all right.

Find anything?

More bodies.

Did you find any food?

No.

Christ al-f***ing-mighty, I'm starving.

Do not blaspheme.

Or what?

Is your Good Lord gonna come down here

and slap me, is he?

Wake up, G!

Look around you.

I'm afraid, my old friend,

that He has not turned His back on us.

Rather, we have turned away from Him.

Still, a roast chicken would be nice.

What do you think, MacLeod?

Have we come to this

because of who we are?

We live, we learn.

Except we don't learn, do we?

We were given

the uItimate responsibility--

free will--

and what have we done with it?

We watch generation after generation

making the same mistakes, Methos.

The Source is His gift to us.

Through it,

one us may be reborn into something more.

More than lmmortal?

Perhaps.

Spare us the sanctimonious bullshit,

Giovanni.

You don't know what The Source is.

No one does, if it even exists.

How can we know we're going to

get to The Source anyway?

Maybe The Guardian

will kill us before we reach it.

That's if we don't all kill each other first.

That could happen.

No.

It's not about death.

It's about life.

Life.

Okay, who wants first watch?

Sergeant Reginald Weller

reporting for duty, ma'am.

You look cold.

You want some?

It warms the blood.

Please.

Thanks.

So how old are you?

I'll be 31 4 years old

three weeks from next Tuesday.

I'm just a wee lad compared

to old Giovanni and Methos.

You're a smart guy, Reggie.

How come you make believe you're not?

Now, what makes you say that, love?

When people think

you're a bit of a cabbage,

they tend to underestimate you.

That's good for keeping a head

on one's shoulders

when you're lmmortal,

if you know what I mean.

Yeah.

Why are you here?

For the truth.

I saw you.

You're supposed to get some sleep.

I know what Joe meant to you.

I spent my entire life

watching the people I love die,

the women I love die.

Tessa, Kate, all of them.

I kept telling myself...

"I'm an Immortal."

It was a price I paid.

But deep down inside,

I always believed that one day,

the light bulb would come on,

and I would know why I spent

the last 400 years

cutting peoples' heads off to survive.

I would know why I am what I am.

Look, I haven't lived like you.

I haven't seen what you've seen.

I don't--

But we've come this far for a reason.

I won't lose you.

You won't.

Hello...

Reggie.

How did you do that?

Fresh flesh.

So delicate.

Young...blue eyes.

F*** you.

Reggie!

Reggie.

I f***ing hate this bit.

See you soon.

Why didn't he take his head?

Why didn't we know he was here?

Help me get him in the car.

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