Highlander
- R
- Year:
- 1986
- 116 min
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# Here we are #
# Born to be kings #
# We're the princes
of the universe #
# Here we belong #
# ln a world
# And here we are #
# We're the princes
of the universe #
# Here we belong
fighting for survival #
# We've come to be
# 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 ##
...and the Tonga Kid.
Their opponents,
in the corner to my right...
with a combined weight of 745 pounds...
the toasts of the coasts...
from Brad Street, U.S.A.,
Atlanta, Georgia...
the Fabulous Freebirds!
Yeah!
You gotta love it!
Kill him!
Stomp on the son of--
Hey! Where you going?
Macleod.
Fasil. Wait.
Aah!
All right.
Macleod!
Clan Macleod!
May this year
of our Lord 1536...
bring victory
to the Clan Macleod!
Macleod!
Victory to Macleod!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Are you scared, Connor?
No, Cousin Dugal.
I'm not!
Don't talk nonsense, man.
I peed my kilt the first time
I went into battle.
Oh, aye.
Angus pees his kilt
all the time!
Connor!
Connor, wait!
Wait!
Take these flowers
and think of me.
Remember, you fight with God
on your side, Connor.
A girl like that
can wound a soldier...
more than a Frazer sword,
my friend.
Angus! You and Dugal
keep him in one piece!
Aye, we all know
what piece that is!
There is one called Connor
among them.
Aye.
Remember our
agreement, Murdoch.
The boy is mine.
It's begun.
Death to the Macleods!
Death to the Macleods!
Yay! Yay!
Death to the Frazers!
Yay! Yah!
Macleod!
Come on!
Macleod!
Now you stay under.
Forgive me... my son.
Fight me, damn you!
Fight me, cowards!
No, not him!
Castrate the heathens!
Nobody will fight me!
They all run away.
Here, laddie, stay by me.
Mother of God.
Fight me!
No!
Come on, quick!
There can be only one!
Another time, Macleod!
Get out of the car!
Put your hands
on the hood!
Move!
Okay!
Watch it, freak!
Just cool it!
Watch him!
Watch him!
Move! Come on!
Come on! Move!
Come on!
Get up there!
Spread 'em!
Spread 'em!
Come on!
Let's see
some I.D., pal.
Well, Mr. Nash.
Where were you going
in such a hurry?
Give me it!
Give me it!
Ooh!
Don't move, pal.
Don't even breathe!
et spiritu sancti.
Amen.
It is over.
No!
Other men are
dying this day.
I must attend them.
Quiet!
He's a highlander, by God!
The last sound he hears...
shouldn't be that
of a wailing woman!
Hey, let me through.
Damn it, Frank.
Forensics is supposed to be notified...
the same time as homicide.
Holy sh*t.
Yeah, this one came unassembled.
Did you make an arrest?
No. We're questioning
some guy named Nash.
Antique dealer on Hudson Street.
- Hello, Brenda.
- Hey, Walt.
You look pretty, Brenda.
What do you think's...
the cause of death,
Lieutenant, huh?
You're a barrel
of laughs, Garfield.
Get your hands off!
Try explaining this to my wife!
Get me a cherry-cheese danish too.
What time did he buy it?
About 10:
00, 10:30.Whatever cut him
was razor sharp.
Get out of here
with these cameras!
Frank! Frank!
Oh, my God.
A guy was killed
like this in Jersey.
What the hell.
That's Jersey.
I want out!
Hey, Frank. Come here.
Aw, sh*t!
Ooh, baby.
Look at you.
Garfield, cover that head.
What the hell
have you got?
A Toledo-Salamanca.
A what?
A sword, Frank.
A very rare sword.
Is it worth much?
Any antique dealer
on Hudson Street...
could tell you that.
You can't keep me here!
I know my rights!
Ever see this guy before, Nash?
His name's Vazilek,
Polish national.
Had his head chopped off
You ever get over
to New Jersey, Nash?
Not if I can help it.
You talk funny.
Where you from?
Lots of different places.
- You're an antique dealer, right?
- Mm-hmm.
Okay. What's that?
A sword?
Wise up, smart ass.
It's a Toledo-Salamanca broadsword
So?
So you want to hear a theory?
You went down that garage
to buy this sword from that guy--
- What's his name?
- I don't know. You tell me.
Okay, his name's
lman Fasil.
and cut off his head.
Want to hear another theory?
This Fasil was so upset...
about the lousy
wrestling tonight...
in a fit of depression,
he cut off his own head.
That's not funny, Walt.
Are you a f*ggot, Nash?
Why? You cruising
for a piece of ass?
I'll tell you
what happened, Russell.
You went down to the garage
for a blow job.
You just didn't
want to pay for it.
Huh. You are sick.
Hey! Hey!
Hey, what are you doing?
Stop!
- What, are you crazy?
That's enough!
Now, cut it out!
Goddamn it,
I said cut it out!
- Am I under arrest?
- Not yet.
Then we're through.
Nash, we're just
getting started.
...in water from the sprinkler.
It also left a man's
decapitated body...
next to his own severed head.
A head which at this time
has no name.
I know his name.
# Here I am #
# I'm the master
of your destiny #
Ahh!
# I am the one
The only one #
# I am the god
of kingdom come #
# Give me the prize #
# Just give me the prize ##
Okay, Mr. Victor Kruger.
Room 315.
And I'll hit you
for 20 in advance.
Uh, hey, uh.
If there's anything
you need--
Broads, uh, blow.
Just dial 0, huh?
That's right, Mr. Kruger.
Lucky Strike means
fine tobacco.
Don't talk to the guests.
I didn't do nothing.
At last...
the gathering.
Hi.
I'm Candy.
Of course you are.
Come on in.
Hiya. Got a present
from the coroner.
Pieces of metal found
on the dead guy under the Garden.
In the wound
and on the clothes.
Real smooth shave.
That can't be right.
Son of a b*tch.
Who's there?
Hey, Brenda. Usual?
Lots of it.
# ls better than
Say when.
# One sentimental moment
in your arms #
When.
# Is like a shooting star... #
Excuse me a minute, Brenda.
Double Glenmoran on the rocks.
Glenmoran. Right.
Go to the Garden often?
What did you say?
# I'm a prisoner of love
inside you #
# I'm falling apart all around you #
What did you say?
Madison...Square...Garden.
Do you go there often?
Why?
Basketball?
The circus? Wrestling?
Why are you asking me?
Have you been following me?
I'd like to walk
you home, Brenda.
I can take care of myself.
# It's always a rainy day without you #
# I'm a prisoner of love
inside you #
# All around you ##
Be quiet!
Unnhhrr!
Aah!
Here. Take this.
Nice to see you
again, Macleod.
Nice to see you--
Stop!
There can be only one!
No!
You, on the ground.
This is the police.
Put down your weapons.
Hands on your head.
Another time, Highlander!
I will find you!
Hold it right there!
Come back here!
Stop!
Wait!
Who was that?
He called you Highlander.
"There can be only one"?
Only one what?
- I want to know!
- Shut up!
Don't you ever
follow me again.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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