"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"
HIGHLANDER 1x03 "ROAD NOT TAKEN" Subtitles subXpacio
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- Yes, sir, may I help you? - I hope so.
Hey!
This is the finest quality we have and you won't find a better price.
Hi, you're new?
What's the matter with Phil? Is he sick?
No! Please no!
This man is a maniac.
Let go off the woman!
Stop where you're.
Hold still, madman!
Please, no, let me go.
Let her go!
I said Let her go!
Stop or you dead, mister!
Help me!
Help.
Help me!
Help me.
I'll only be gone a few days, you'll do fine without me...
I already have my little black book out.
I've seen it. It's 300 years out of date.
- He can wait. - Hey, the plane won't.
Those Paris critics had better give your rave reviews.
I'm nervous. Paris critics are the worst.
Just remember: People become critics when they...
don't have what it takes to be artists.
I wish you were coming with me.
Bonne chance.
I love you. Stay out of trouble while I'm gone, ok?
I'll try.
Maybe I'll work on updating my little black book.
Yeah, that would get you in a whole lot of trouble...
from me.
Hey.
Let me ask.
Has been someone admitted called Gary Correl?
It is Ryan, isn't it?
Little Dickie Ryan.
Richie.
That's it. See, I never forget a rap sheet.
What brings you down here?
Planning to rob a couple of old ladies in intensive care?
A friend of mine was just brought in.
That wouldn't be Gary Correl by any chance?
Yeah. How d'you know?
Just a hunch.
He died 5 minutes ago.
You know, the guy freaked out for no apparent reason.
We gotta be talkin' a heavy-duty drug habit here.
Sergeant Powell.
- MacLeod, right? - Correct.
My friend here just received some very upsetting news.
Why don't you just lay off him?
Sorry kid.
But the witnesses said he went nuts, like King Kong on angel dust.
Gary didn't use drugs.
What are these?
Bruises of some kind...
Probably got 'em in the scuffle.
Cerebral hemorrhage?
Could be.
We'll see what the M. E. comes up with.
He's a doctor.
Though five'll get you ten, the kid was flyin' on something.
MacLeod.
I knew you'd come.
You brought me half way around the world,
but it was worth it to see you.
Why are we meeting on holy ground?
Are you going to tell me your plan to kill me?
Don't be foolish.
If I wanted your head, would I warn you first?
No.
This sacred place affords me protection from...
shall we say, less honorable of our circle?
I needed time alone.
Well, you've had a hundred years since we last saw each other.
And I have used them well...
Nature is like a woman, MacLeod.
If she is wise...
she doesn't give up her mysteries quickly.
Imagine,
if Galileo or Da Vinci...
had been of our kind...
what wonders they could have coaxed from her!
You've fermented the Kwanlo Root?
A hundred years! But I've done it.
And you solved the formula?
That wasn't easy.
That old herbalist...
if I could find his grave, I'd dig him up...
and dance on his bones.
A dozen herbs!
Too much of this one,
and too little of these...
and what do you have?
A nice stuffing for pheasant?
That would, at least, have value.
Well, he did say that it would not be simple.
I must have the determination to succeed, I know!
What does he call once hundred years of sleepless nights!?
But, a few months ago...
I found it.
The world is within my grasp.
You know, it is a shame you did find a potion for humility.
You shall see...
No quarter!
Is this your idea of helping mankind out of the darkness?
Combat is the perfect way to test the potion's power.
These men could fight from now until sunset,
without fear or pain.
Mortals are lost children.
Wee can haul them kicking and screaming into the sunlight.
If you don't stop this, I will!
Stop!
I had no intention of taking it to the death.
You have lived 3 times as long as I, Kiem Sun.
Have all those years taught you nothing?
Men achieve greatness when they have freedom.
Freedom to fail, if necessary. But freedom.
Release them, please.
Stand aside!
I want a noble future...
for the human race.
- Is that so wrong!? - No!
But it will not be achieved with potions and drugs...
all men obeying your every command, even to death.
They were good... and loyal men.
I vow their deaths will not have been in vain.
Do not tell me you're going to continue with this madness, Kiem Sun?
I've said it before and I will say it again:
Our business is the Gathering.
Prepare yourself for it or it will swoop down and you will lose your head!
It must be the Kwanlo root:
By itself, it produces euphoria,
but combined with the other ingredients...
it becomes so volatile...
so unpredictable...
I must get back to work at once.
You are not even listening to me.
What are these?
He didn't receive those in battle.
I will perfect it...
even if it takes another 100 years.
It is always a rough path...
that leads to great achievements.
That's true.
But this is the wrong path for you, Kiem Sun.
Turn back now.
Please.
Is this a holiday I don't know about?
Yeah, it's Saint Arnold's day.
Patron saint of tough guys.
- Where're you going? - To settle a score.
Anyone I know?...
Anyone you know?
Gary didn't just keel over and die, and you know it.
Somebody somewhere knows what killed him.
You staying here.
He was my friend.
And I'm your friend. Take my advice, you could lose your head over this.
You think it's one of you guys?
Possibly.
Why would an Immortal want to kill Gary?
I'm not sure yet.
Ok, fine, look, What I do know...
is it wasn't drugs.
- Richie, it's not that simple. - What's not simple?
Gary managed to grow up clean in a neighborhood...
where you get a dime-bag with a fill-up of gas.
Look, I don't care if this guy is an Immortal. I want his ass.
And if you won't do it, I will.
Richie.
I'll take care of this. You have my word on it.
Look Mac,
if you're gonna X this guy, fine, that's cool, I don't care,
just as long as somebody does.
Ok.
How d'you figure it's an Immortal?
I can't be sure,
but I had a friend. A good friend.
We met in China during the Ch'ing Empire.
This wasn't last month, right?
Right. 1680... something.
Kiem Sun was wise and loyal and caring... too caring.
He wanted to change the world.
Nothing wrong with that.
No, but it depends on how you change it.
So, you think this Kiem Sun's gone bad on you?
No Immortal’s ever 100% good or bad.
We run the spectrum, just like you.
The last time I saw Kiem Sun, he was hovering somewhere in the middle.
What makes you think he's behind all this?
The bruises on Gary's temples.
Of course I could be wrong,
I hope I am.
There's only one way to find out.
Wait up, I'm coming too.
No, you're not.
I may lose a friend today, the same as you lost Gary.
I want to do it alone.
Ok.
Beer.
Look who's back.
He's got more guts than brains.
Something I can do for you?
What happened to Gary?
Gary?
Don't jerk me around, mister.
Gary Correll.
A couple of days ago, you and Gary were livin' in each other's pockets.
He tells me you got something major shapin' up.
Next thing we hear, he drops dead outside the Diamond Mart.
Maybe you got the whole story.
I had a plan.
Gary was a part of it. He screwed up.
Is that a fact?
You know, the kid was only 19 years old.
Look, if you knew what's good for you,
you're gonna tell me how'd he died.
Like you heard it:
He just hit the sidewalk, no explanation.
Weak heart, genetic defect...
brain damage from spending too much time on motorcycles...
Who can tell?
Turn around that chair. I'll get to you!
Gary is gone.
That's too bad, but I got what I needed.
I know how to slice that Diamon Mart wide open.
I didn't come to this pigsty for beer.
I'm looking for a few good men.
Sergeant Powell?
MacLeod. What are you doin' here?
I just came by to see if the preliminary report had been released on Gary Corell?
Do I look like Dan Rather to you?
You want news, read the paper.
I was right about the cerebral hemorrhage, wasn't I?
As a matter of fact, yeah. That was a lucky guess.
Yes it was. And it means Richie was right.
No drugs were found in Gary's body.
Oh, come on, Sergeant, Richie was his friend.
No, no drugs, nada.
The only thing we found were a few Chinese herbs.
You know, the stuff they use in their folk medicine.
Something made that kid go bananas.
And then it shattered his brain.
Right.
- Hey, come on, what's going on? - I'll catch you later.
Big man, you can help me out. Give me a hand.
- I'm looking for this dude... - No. Leave me alone.
- I don't know. - Gary was a friend of mine.
You're not gonna help me out here? Come on, talk to me!
Come on, I know you know what’s going down. Come on!
No, I don't.
Hey, don't get in my face. Just give me a hand.
I'm asking you a question. Answer me pal!
What! Where are you going!
Hi Richie.
Angie.
Hey. Any damage?
I don't think so.
This smother tried major dental surgery on me...
without Novocaine.
I may sue.
Is that why you were chasing him?
I was looking for some answers.
That's not a smart thing to do in this part of town.
Remember?
Yeah.
Good to see you.
Good to see you too.
I...
I heard about Gary.
I'm sorry.
That's why you came back here, isn't it?
Yeah.
An awful lot of bread and ballooni here for a homeless shelter.
We feed 200 people a day.
In 6 months, we'll double that number.
You want to help out, a few hours a week, maybe?
Yeah, I think I could work that out.
I've missed you.
No, you haven't.
You could have found me any time you wanted.
So...
- ...you like it here? - Yeah, it's great.
It was the only job I could get anyhow.
It's pretty mean out there for a girl with nothing on her resume...
except biker enthusiast and metal-head.
How about you?
Well, I'm working in this antique store from the Heights.
Yeah, I know, it's pretty cool.
There's this couple...
She's a drop-dead gorgeous,
it's her store.
He's...
let's just say he's on the cutting edge of the antique world.
Anyway, they've sort of adopted me.
That good, Rich. I always knew...
you'd be the one to make the break.
Gary thought so too.
Angie...
you gotta be up-front, with me about this...
Was Gary using anything?
Are you kidding me?
He was an exercise freak, you know that.
Yes, I know. He always made me feel like the runt of the litter.
He was an strange guy...
I mean, here is this macho biker,
who was always into some racket or another.
He wouldn't even take an aspirin.
And then, after he meets up with this sleazoid, Chou Lin.
He was Chinese?
No, he was form the Irish Chou Lins.
I need to find this Chou Lin.
Why? You think he may know something about how Gary died?
I think he may have killed him.
Or at least knows who did.
Then you have to go to the cops.
I can't. If Chou Lin's who I think he is,
911's will be one big waste of time.
No, Angie...
I can handle this myself.
Yeah, right. Look, you almost get your teeth knocked out today.
This neighborhood's changed, pal.
Yes, I know. I Feel like I'm working without a safety net.
You know my bike's outside.
Angie, I do not like this.
What's not to like?
What, you gonna walk all over town looking for this guy?
I won't be a sec.
Let him be!
I've been expecting you.
Your conscience has been pricking me,
like a thorn in my side,
across the centuries.
Then I won't need this.
MacLeod!
That is the last of the Kwanlo root.
Do you know how rare it is?
I have tried to plant some but the soil...
This infernal climate...
It's impossible.
And it will take 100 years before is ready to use?
Yes.
Good.
Good?!
Do you thing I wanted that young man to die?
I told you, every ounce of my potion was stolen by an assistant.
A Judas by the name of Chou Lin.
What does he plan to do with it?
I fear Chou Lin's ambitions do not include helping mankind.
- More like helping himself? - Exactly.
300 years, Kiem Sun!
You've been struggling with this formula for 3 centuries,
and what have you achieved?
A drug that can make people die in agony.
If it cannot be perfected, why do you keep working in it?
Because it will make men fearless,
strong and obedient.
Within a short time, we could bring peace to this world.
Maybe that was your dream...
when you first started on this path.
But now there's something else.
Why haven't you tried to get this drug back from Chou Lin?
I'm not leaving holy ground,
to become the victim of an Immortal.
Is that why you're here, MacLeod?
I made you a pledge all those years ago.
It still stands.
You're going to protect me?
For how long?
A day? A week?
Until you cross the line.
Pick up your sword.
Indulge me.
This is still holy ground. We can't hurt each other here.
Too may centuries without a challenge.
You need protection.
Pity.
I was once a master.
You were never that good.
So, if we find Chou Lin...
and recover the potion, what then?
It comes back here?
Anything to got it off the streets.
All right.
You and I together.
It's almost like the old days.
Let us find Chou Lin.
No wonder Chou Lin wanted out.
Our brotherhood shuns the material world.
So I can see.
Where was the last time Chou Lin was here?
He disappeared about 2 weeks ago.
What are you looking for?
I am not sure.
We should never have left China.
Life was so much simpler.
You should never have left the seventeenth century.
And what have humans accomplished in all this time?
Merely bigger and more efficient ways...
of destroying themselves.
Chou Lin's been writing monthly checks to a downtown real estate company.
He must be renting a place somewhere.
Then we must pay this real estate Company a visit!
Relax, Kiem Sun.
I doubt the sword would be necessary.
Yeah, I remember this place.
If anything was going done, these guys would know...
The hitch they doesn't trust anyone who doesn't have...
a picture of Atila the Hun tattooed to their chest.
- They're not that bad. Come on. - Not that bad?
These guys use STP for mouthwash. You stay here.
Richie!
I'm gonna be too nervous watching my own back.
I don't want to have to worry about you too.
Hey, don't worry.
"I'll be back".
Gimme a beer.
Give me a beer?
If give you a beer, I'm gonna lose my licence.
All right then I'll have coffee, black.
Your sure you wouldn't like a decaf cappuccino?
Yeah, maybe I want to sprinkle a little cinnamon on top o that too.
So fellas, how it's going?
Say, maybe guys you can help me.
I heard this is the place if a guy...
wants to find what was shaking in the neighborhood.
I'm looking for this dude who's into Chinese medicine.
All that hocus-pocus.
His name's Chou Lin.
What a nice uptown boy like you want Chou Lin for?
I hear he's got a great recipe for lasagna.
Let me tell you.
Chou Lin's a 24-carat psycho with a black belt.
If I tell you where he is, I end up in traction.
So whatever you want him for, forget it.
Look, I don't scare so easy.
You really are a dumb little SOB, aintcha!
There's a fifty in it for the right answer.
Now here's a lady who knows there's a recession on.
So, give the man 50 bucks.
That creep in the alley took everything.
Forty-nine.
Just for you, Angie.
Try the warehouse at Montgomery and Ninth.
Thank you.
Thanks pal. Nice to meet you.
That's the safe.
What do you think?
Yeah, I know that model.
There's no way we can crack this thing in under an hour.
So what's the deal?
The deal is that we carry the safe out in 2'15"...
before cops arrive.
Carry it?
Man, you could use a little hamburger helper.
That safe must weigh a ton.
810 pounds, to be exact.
But I think I have resolved this problem.
Well, resolve this, pal.
We're out of here.
What if I pay you for wasting your time?
I can live with that.
Good.
But before you go, will you join me in an old Chinese custom?
Huh?
Tea.
To show there are no hard feelings.
Tea? And what the hell is this anyway?
I hate tea.
Please. It's an ancient tradition.
I would be most offended.
Wouldn't want that...
But why the Diamon Mart?
There's easier places than that.
True.
But you see, diamonds are non-traceable.
And the contents of that safe will set me up for life.
I've been poor,
now I want to try rich.
This is just the beginning.
How come you're not drinking?
It would be impolite for the host to take part in the ceremony.
Go ahead, drink up.
You know, I do wish you change your minds.
Fat chance.
You never know.
Mr. Lin?
Hello!
Anybody here?
Hey, look this.
Mr. Lin? Chou Lin!
Forks!
Angie, what the hell are you doin' here?
Wait, you know these guys?
Yeah, they used to be friends of Gary's.
Excellent. So then you must know this Chou Lin.
You mean, the guy standing behind you?
Something I can do for you?
Yeah, you bastard.
This is for Gary Correll.
Richie!
Angie, get out of here.
No way! You stay, I stay!
Right, you first, you creep!
Angie, what are you doing? Let me.
You know I always did fancy you.
Angie!
Come on, come on.
Drop it, stupid.
Put the knife down first.
Put it down!
Good by.
Chou Lin!
Let the boy go.
Leave now.
Or you'll see your own hearts beating on the ground...
right in front of you.
Angie...
I spent 300 years working on that potion.
Give it to me.
MacLeod! This battle is mine.
It's mine now.
You taught him well.
I know about you Immortals.
My head won't do you any good.
I don't want your head.
I want a signed confession that you drugged and killed Gary Correll.
Forgive the intrusion, but he was mine.
Never let your opponent...
See all your skills.
I didn't. Forgot to mention.
You're right.
I didn't think you were as defenseless as you pretended.
So sue me.
You've improved over the years, MacLeod.
You won't, MacLeod.
Your pride won't let you break your word.
You're right.
What are you doing?
You promised to return that to the temple.
Sue me.
I'll be back with more in a hundred years.
By then, it will be too late.
The Gathering is here.
That's what you really wanted that drug for, wasn't it?
Not at first...
I truly wanted to help mankind.
Believe me.
Maybe that's too much to ask.
Hiding on temple ground was a mistake.
Locked away for 3 centuries.
The longer I stayed away from the Game...
the more frightening it became in my head.
And then somewhere along the line, you decided...
that if you could perfect this drug...
it would help you in the Gathering.
A small army of men,
hundreds, maybe thousands,
they would obey me without question.
They would attack any Immortal on my command.
Weakening him long enough for me to take his head.
That won't work at the Gathering.
You'll be on your own.
Don't worry about my survivor.
Worry about yours.
Kiem Sun!
Now you crossed the line.
Next time I'll kill you.
Who is she?
A friend.
She'll be okay.
You'd better get her away from here before the police arrive.
I thought I told you to stay out of this.
You still don't get me, do you?
If you told me to get involved, than maybe I might have stayed at home.
Yeah, then maybe again you might not.
Kids.
Go figure.
No, I don't know if I'd want to live in this place.
It's like a museum.
You get use to it.
Take a look at these.
They're a thousand years old.
They were used in tombs, to keep the dead company.
Happy Birthday.
You know, if I was MacLeod and... what's her name?
Tessa.
Well, I wouldn't let you anywhere near all this pricey stuff.
Hey, I keep telling you, I'm a changed man.
I hope so...
Is just that I can't help getting the feeling like you've got some con up your sleeve.
Trust me.
And this, is their bedroom.
Wow!
This is special.
Yeah.
I thought you just said I could trust you.
You can! It's just that...
living with a couple who kiss and paw each other all day...
kind of give you ideas, you know?
I can guess.
I got to get back to the shelter.
All right.
Maybe I'll drop by later on and give you a hand.
That would be okay.
But, you know, don't feel like you have to.
I'd like to...
very much.
Sorry we didn't knock but I thought this was our bedroom.
Hi, guys.
Hi!
Tessa. Welcome back.
This is Angie.
Duncan, Angie.
Nice to meet you, Angie.
Hi.
- Hi. - Hi.
I was just showing Angie around.
- I see. The Grand Tour, ah? - Yeah.
You're right, Richie, she is drop-dead gorgeous.
He's not too bad either.
Ok. We're got to get going cause...
Angie's gotta get back to the shelter, so...
I'll see you later.
Bye-Bye.
Welcome home.
So, how was the showing?
Tell you later.
Did you stay out of trouble?
Tell you later.
"Here we are"
"We're the princes of the universe"
"Here we belong"
"Fighting for survival"
"We've got to be the rulers of the world"
"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 the world"
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