Highlander Page #2

You only have one life.

If you value it...

go home.

You saw the wound.

He should have died.

I say he's got

the devil in him.

Drinking with us, are you?

What's the matter, Dugal?

You, talking

and breathing...

and last night,

all but a corpse.

How did you manage that?

You'd rather I was dead?

It's not natural.

He's in league with Lucifer.

Don't say that, Kate.

I'll say it.

You've the devil in you.

We've been kinsmen 20 years.

Connor Macleod was my kinsman.

I don't know who you are.

Angus.

You better go, Connor.

I'm not going anywhere.

He's the devil!

Kill him!

Lucifer!

Burn the devil out of him!

All right.

Get him down.

Burn him!

Leave him be!

Dugal...

Oh!

He's your cousin, man!

No, Angus!

Quiet!

Quiet!

There'll be no burning

here today!

We'll banish him!

No! Burn him!

Stop it, Kate!

Burn him!

Angus, burn him!

Can you walk?

I'll bloody well

walk out of here.

Then go!

While there's still time.

I'll not forget you, Angus.

That's a good dog.

Pie and ale.

Do you want it?

Aye. Right now.

You filthy sod!

You're all muck and muscle.

Aye, blossom.

The way you like it.

You can do that to me

forever, my lord.

Will you, Connor?

Aye, blossom. I will.

Greetings.

I am Juan Sanchez

Villa-Lobos Ramirez...

chief metallurgist

to King Charles V of Spain...

and I'm at your service.

Who?

What do you want?

You.

You're Connor Macleod.

Maybe I am and--

You're Connor Macleod,

wounded in battle...

and driven from your village

five years ago.

Connor!

Heather, go in the house.

I'll stay right here.

Do as I say, woman!

The sensation you're feeling

is the quickening.

Who are you?

We are the same, Macleod!

We are brothers!

I knew you guys

were bottle-fed.

Well, there's not a lot

I can do about it, pal.

See what I'm up against?

His Vietnamese neighbor

ate his dog.

Uh...

that's confidential.

How are things

in forensics?

Dull. How about lunch?

Lunch? It's a good idea.

Who pays?

Me.

You're on.

By the way, Frank...

the hairs in the Moretti case...

matched up.

Oh, I forgot my purse.

I'll meet you outside.

Garfield, Brenda and I

are going to lunch.

Sometimes, Macleod...

the sharpest blade is not enough.

# B-A-L-A-N-C-E

Balance ##

I don't like boats!

I don't like water!

I'm a man, not a fish.

Oh, you complain endlessly.

You look like a woman,

you stupid haggis.

Haggis? What is haggis?

Sheep's stomach stuffed

with meat and barley.

And what do you

do with it?

You eat it.

How revolting.

Be still.

You'll tip us over!

So?

I cannot swim,

you Spanish peacock.

I'm not Spanish.

I'm Egyptian.

You said you were

from Spain! Liar!

You have the manners

of a goat...

and you smell like dung.

And you have no knowledge

whatsoever of your potential.

Now, get out!

No!

Help!

Help! Help!

Help!

Help me, I'm drowning!

You can't drown, you fool.

You're immortal!

I'm drowning!

Come help!

# We ask you...

Heavenly Father ##

I'm alive.

I can breathe.

I'll slice you in half.

Hah!

Crude and slow, clansman.

Your attack was no better

than that of a clumsy child.

This cannot be.

It's the devil's work.

You cannot die, Macleod.

Accept it.

I hate you.

Good.

That is a perfect

way to start.

Tell me...

how did it happen,

for God's sake?

Why does the sun

come up, hmm?

Or are the stars just pinholes

in the curtain of night?

Who knows?

What I do know is...

because you were

born different...

men will fear you,

try to drive you away...

Iike the people

of your village.

You must learn to conceal

your special gift...

and harness your power...

until the time

of the gathering.

What gathering?

When only a few of us

are left...

we will feel

an irresistible pull...

towards a faraway land...

to fight for the prize.

Come on!

Faster!

Never lose your temper.

If your head comes away

from your neck...

it's over.

Never overextend

your thrust.

You're vulnerable and...

off balance.

Connor! Ha ha ha!

Heather, please.

If it came down to us two,

would you take my head?

We must fight

until only one remains.

You are safe only on holy ground.

None of us will violate that law.

It's tradition.

Now for the last.

Trust me.

Let yourself

feel the stag.

His heart...

beating.

His blood...coursing.

Feel?

Come on!

I feel him.

Macleod, come on!

I feel him!

Come on!

Ha ha ha!

I feel him!

Come on, haggis!

Macleod.

This is the quickening.

Yeah!

Now, pendejo...

shall we see what sort of

swordsman you've become?

En garde!

Very good.

Give me your hand, brother.

That one there.

How much is it?

Put him in.

But what I want is a family.

You cannot have a family.

We cannot have children.

That won't please Heather.

I'll tell you that

for nothing.

He's full of life.

Connor!

Here's dinner!

I'll be off now.

I fancy buying

a new dress.

Oh, you little devils!

Go on!

She's beautiful.

You must leave her,

brother.

Macleod.

I was born 2,437 years ago.

In that time,

I've had three wives.

The last was Shakiko,

a Japanese princess.

Her father, Masamune, a genius...

made this for me...

in 593 B.C.

It is the only one

of its kind...

Iike his daughter.

When Shakiko died,

I was shattered.

I would save you

that pain.

Please.

Let Heather go.

When we first met,

you felt ill, remember?

That wasn't the first time...

you felt

that sensation, was it?

No.

When the Macleods

fought the Frazers...

and a black knight...

I felt it then.

Only it was more painful.

That black knight

was the Kurgan.

It's because of him

that I sought you out.

Who is the Kurgan?

Where does

he come from?

The Kurgans were

an ancient people...

from the steppes

of Russia.

For amusement,

they tossed children...

into pits with hungry dogs

to fight for meat.

The Kurgan.

He is the strongest

of the immortals.

He is the perfect warrior.

If he wins the prize...

mortal man would suffer

an eternity of darkness.

How do you fight

such a savage?

Hmm. With heart,

faith, and steel.

In the end,

there can be only one.

very dangerous for you.

Well, I was very much in love...

with her, my dear.

She was the only thing

on my mind.

So, holding the rose

in my teeth...

I climbed up on the rooftop,

lowered a rope...

and swung in

through the open window.

Unfortunately, the lady

was no longer there.

What did you do?

I introduced myself...

to the lady that was there.

She was most helpful.

Would you like

some more wine?

Yes, please.

Heather.

Get out!

What's wrong?

Get out!

Kurgan!

Ramirez!

Raah!

The Highlander,

where is he?

You're too late.

I've prepared him

for you.

You waste your time!

It hurts?

Now you die!

I am the strongest!

My cut has improved

your voice.

Yes!

Hurts?

Who is the woman?

Oh! She's mine!

Not for much longer.

Tonight you sleep

in hell!

There can be only one!

Hello, pretty.

I'd like to speak

to Russell Nash.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Mr. Nash isn't here.

May I call him at home?

That won't be possible.

Good morning.

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