Highlander Page #4

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What the hell?

Okay, marine,

this is for real!

Yah!

Let's go!

Go, go, go, go!

Come on, come on!

What the hell

is going on?

Ahh!

Is somebody trapped

in there?

For God's sake!

Ooo!

Look at that!

Mother of God.

Mom.

Hey, where are you

going with my car?

Daddy, help me! Daddy!

Daddy, help me!

Help, Daddy!

Daddy, help me!

Frank, take it easy.

I checked everywhere.

There aren't any witnesses.

That's New York for you.

Twenty people standing around.

Nobody saw a thing.

Tell me about Matunas.

Is he on drugs?

He's a survival nut.

What?

He was a marine.

His ex-c.o. said

he was paranoid...

but he was a good man.

How you doing, kid?

Okay, for a guy who got three feet

of steel crammed through his gut.

How you doing?

I understand

you saw who stuck you?

You kidding me, man?

Is that him?

Nope.

Quit kidding, Matunas.

It was dark in that alley.

The freak was trying to kill me!

He had a scar

across his neck.

That ain't him.

Sh*t.

Depressed?

Yeah.

You don't know grunt

about depressed.

I got me a .357.

Got me a trunk load

of shotguns.

I got three big-bore

battle rifles...

ammo up the ass...

and I ain't safe!

I can't protect myself!

Okay, take it easy, pal.

That weirdo, man.

He got up after I put

enough lead in him...

to drop a rhino.

Hey, listen,

could you work...

with one of our artists?

Get a picture of this guy?

Sure, sure.

Thanks.

Take it easy, pal.

Hey, cop.

Yeah.

I know you guys

think I'm nuts...

but there's something else

I gotta tell you.

After he threw me

against the wall--

This is like

"One Step Beyond".

All we got is an eyewitness.

Don't say anything

about sword fights...

or guys glowing in the dark

for Christ's sake.

Hey, Moran!

Have you read this?

Are you kidding?

You know cops can't read.

What does "incompetent" mean?

That mayor.

He calls me at 2:00

in the morning.

I don't answer

the phone anymore.

What does "baffled" mean?

Karen Joan Nash.

Yeah, I remember her.

I was practicing

in Syracuse.

Didn't get many of these.

What?

Unwed mothers.

Nowadays, that's no big deal.

Back then, in Syracuse...

that was a stoning offense.

What happened?

She had the baby,

and she died.

So Nash was illegitimate.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, he was illegitimate...

for about a minute and a half.

He died right after she did.

He died.

Hello, Brenda.

I did what you asked.

I went through the deeds

to Nash's house...

back through

five previous owners...

to the original guy,

Montague, in 1796.

In all five instances...

Montague through Nash...

I found a death certificate...

for a kid with the same name...

who died at birth...

years before he pretended to sign

for his inheritance.

Jesus, Rick, isn't there

any heat in here?

No. Heat's bad

for the circuits.

In case

there's any doubt...

So, what you've

got here, Brenda...

is a guy who's been

creeping around...

since at least 1700...

pretending to croak

every so often.

Leaving all his goods...

to kids who've been

corpses for years...

and assuming

their identities.

It's not possible.

"Post" final!

Cops release

headhunter picture!

Reward offered.

I'll take a "Post."

Headhunter revealed!

For you, my bonny Heather.

Happy birthday.

And you, Juan Ramirez.

Take care of her,

you overdressed haggis.

Kastagir is gone.

Only you and I remain.

Nice to see you, Kurgan.

Who cuts your hair?

I am in disguise.

This way no one

will recognize me.

I do.

What do you want?

Your head.

And the prize.

Watch.

Happy Halloween, ladies!

Nuns. No sense of humor.

Ramirez's blade did not

cut deeply enough.

He was right about you.

You're slime.

Ramirez was an effete snob!

He died on his knees!

I took his head

and raped his woman...

before his blood

was even cold!

I see.

Ramirez lied.

She was not his woman.

She was your woman...

and she never told you.

I wonder why.

Perhaps I gave her something...

you never could...

and secretly she yearned

for my return.

Holy ground, Highlander!

Remember what

Ramirez taught you.

You can't stay

in here forever.

You are weak, Highlander.

You will always be

weaker than I.

I'll be out front.

Goodbye, Macleod.

We will meet soon enough.

This is the house of God.

People are trying to pray.

You're disturbing them.

He cares about

these helpless mortals?

Of course he cares.

He died for our sins.

That shall be his undoing.

Father...

forgive me!

I am a worm.

I have something to say!

It's better to burn out...

than to fade away!

Yah!

I need to see him, goddamn it!

I'm afraid that's impossible.

Mr. Nash is--

Mr. Nash is dead.

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for

a dead guy named Nash.

He died at birth

in Syracuse, New York.

All right.

Come on.

Are the Claymores real?

What is this, a museum?

This stuff

must be worth a fortune.

I've been alive

for 4 1/2 centuries.

I cannot die.

Huh.

Well, everybody's

got their problems.

What are you going

to do with that?

Take it.

I am Connor Macleod

of the Clan Macleod.

I was born in 1518...

in the village of Glenfinnan...

on the shores of Loch Shiel...

and I am immortal.

You're not listening.

Brenda, it isn't going to work.

I can't get involved.

Not again.

You know what's weird?

Most people are

afraid to die.

That's not your problem.

You're afraid to live.

Take care of yourself.

Don't lose your head.

Hello, pretty.

Come on!

Open up!

Oh, my!

Have you ever

played chicken?

Here we go!

Watch out!

Excuse me!

Oh, no!

Watch out! A truck!

Look out!

# New York, New York #

# I want to wake up #

Shut up.

# ln the city #

Sing along--

# That never sleeps #

Shut up!

# To find I'm king of the hill #

Shut up!

Shut up!

# And #

# If I can #

# Make it there #

# I'll make it anywhere #

# It's up to you #

# New York #

# New #

# York ##

I can entertain myself.

Your friend is a real screamer.

Listen.

Which part should

I cut off first?

I'll be waiting.

The endless killing

has driven him mad.

Rachel, there are instructions

in the desk drawer.

I want you to follow them.

There's a power of attorney

for you.

You'll have everything you need.

You're not coming back.

Even if you kill him...

you're not coming back...

are you?

Sweet Rachel.

You always knew

this would happen.

Russell Nash dies tonight.

Hey...

it's a kind of magic.

Goodbye, Russell Nash.

So now it ends.

Yah!

What kept you?

There can be only one!

The quickening overpowers me!

I know!

I know everything!

I am everything!

this is where it all began.

Can you tell me

about the prize?

It's like a whirlwind

in my head.

But if I concentrate...

I know what people

are thinking...

all over the world.

Presidents...

diplomats...

scientists.

I can help them

understand each other.

What am I thinking?

You're thinking...

whether or not

you can love me.

You can.

I'm just like you.

I can love and

have children.

Live and grow old.

You never prepared

me for that...

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