"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"
HAPPY NEW YEAR, 1989
C'mon, Reinhardt.
I catch you highlander
HIGHLANDER 1x10 "REVENGE IS SWEET" Subtitles subXpacio
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Happy New Year!
- Hello! - Hi!
Hey, mama, looking good!
What's the matter? Can’t you talk?
Mac! Mac!
Come on, baby!
What? What's the matter?
Why don't you and me go find somewhere nice and quiet?
I guess she can take care of herself.
Nice going out there.
May I help you?
Obviously not.
Are you Duncan Macleod?
I called about a French cavalry lance.
Right, I put one out.
May I?
Yes but be careful. The blade was specially made. The edges are razor sharp.
Don't worry. I know how to handle myself around dangerous objects.
I'm sure you do. It's a 17th century German saber.
I know. It was made by the Ausland family, sword makers to the Baron of Heildelberg.
- You know swords. - I know many things.
About the lance...
That is much more intriguing. Do you have the provenance?
No, but I did authenticate the maker's mark.
Well, I'm very interested, but I'd like to try it out first.
You want to fence with it?
That's what one usually does with a sword.
Not swords of this price.
We can negotiate the price later.
If the steel is genuine it will stand up to a friendly match.
Do you fence?
- A little. - Good.
Meet me at four o'clock.
Don't stand me up, Duncan Macleod.
And don't forget the sword.
"Don't stand me up, Duncan Macleod."
"And don't forget the sword."
Jaja, I...
I don't find it humorous at all.
Damn nails!
You'd think somebody'd clean up around here every now and then.
I've got the broom if you've got the time.
What's the occasion?
Look at it.
Do you like?
Look at that! Yeah!
Yeah, sure, what's happening?
I've got a line on a new job and I'm going to meet my future boss.
A job? I didn't know you were looking for one.
Tess, you guys have been great to me.
You gave me a break when I really needed one but...
I'm just not cut out to be an antique store's clerk.
I'm just not that person.
Oh, I see. And...
what person are you?
A salesman. I'm a natural.
All my life I've had the gift. It's what I do best. I can't help it.
See, it's like that sculpture you're building for the city.
It's the first one they've bought in years and you're doing it.
And it's a big deal, 'cause you're doing what you love to do,
you're getting paid to do it and you make the people happy at the same time.
What exactly are you selling?
Used cars.
It's all commission. Everybody needs to drive.
Basically, I can't stand to make a fortune.
Richie! Used cars!?
Tess, I know what you're thinking.
That I'll be pushing lemons off on some poor jerk,
but it's not that kind of place.
I'm talking about strictly quality merchandise here.
Top of the line.
Don't you know you can't interfere with a man about to make his fortune?
Thank you very much, Mac. I knew you'll understand.
See guys later.
What do you think?
I think he has the right to make his own mistakes.
Be careful you don't make any mistakes tonight.
- Tessa... - Yeah, not on purpose.
But men don't always know what they're doing.
Even very old men.
Welcome.
This is quite a place.
It suits my needs.
How about a drink before we match?
No, I don't drink before handling dangerous objects.
Pity.
Well, then let's begin, shall we?
Have you been fencing long?
Long enough.
Here.
We're not gonna need these.
You're not going to hurt me, are you?
We don't wear these, we don't fence.
How disappointing.
I always thought you'd be the adventurous type.
En garde!
You're very good.
Only when I want to be.
Ladies and gentlemen,
will you please disembark from the coach and hand over your money and jewels.
Hurry it up! I don't have all day!
Walter Reinhardt of Salzburg.
Charles Guilford, Earl of Covington, at your service.
Take my jewels, take everything, but don't hurt him!
He's my only son. Please! I beg of you!
I'm Duncan Macleod of the Clan Macleod,
and I thing your fight's with me.
Kindly drop the pistol and I'll take the sword.
Go quickly, get back into the coach!
Finish the game, Macleod.
You know our game is not for spectators.
Don't worry Walter, we'll meet again.
It's ok, we'll get you to a physician.
Where'd you learn that?
I've had many teachers.
I've even managed to learn a few things from you.
Do you want the sword?
I'll come for you when I'm ready.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I believe you know the way out.
Is she mortal?
Very... yet she's up to something.
Don't tell me, in four hundred years, you've never seen a "femme fatale" before.
Is not as easy as all that, Tessa.
The sword she wants belonged to Walter Reinhardt.
So, how's the job coming, Richie?
It's good. I've got a few meets.
So Mac, who's this Walter Reinhardt?
Wait, wait!
He was a Wall Street pirate.
Only in his last persona.
Is he immortal?
We've been adversaries for centuries. Careful!
And she fights just like him. The same style... the same moves...
Is he still around?
I don't know, I ran into him a few years ago...
How you want this?
No, the other way.
Yeah, like this.
And then he disappeared. I thought someone else had gotten to him.
I thought you were out of the game for a hundred years.
Well, there were times I really had no other choice.
The newspapers said he was dead.
Maybe this Rebecca just has the hots for you guys.
You know, like an immortal groupie?
Maybe.
Stay away from her, Mac. I have a bad feeling about this.
- You Guys are not going no believe this. - What?
Somebody got iced and dropped here last night.
- Someone we know? - Not that I know.
Get these people back and secure the area.
Karen, I want you to go and get some pictures of this...
before somebody tramples all the evidence.
- Yes, Sergeant, right away. - C'mon, let's go.
You want to get back behind the line, please? Thank you.
Who are you?
Duncan Macleod. This is Tessa Noel.
And I'm Richard Ryan.
Macleod, the antique dealer. Your name comes up a lot downtown.
You have a number of swords in your shop, don't you?
We have some.
I bet you're the type who knows how to use them.
What's this about?
Take a look.
Oh, God!
You know him?
Yes, I saw him just yesterday.
What was he doing?
Nothing, he was just hanging around outside the store.
I'm talking to the lady.
He wasn't doing anything.
Right.
He was killed by a very sharp object. Very clean, very professional.
One thrust between the ribs straight into the heart.
Could've been done by a sword, specially by someone who knew how to use one.
What are you getting at? The guy's an antique dealer.
And his name keeps turning up in the police reports.
I've been with the force for 15 years, I know when somebody is trying to hide something.
C'mon, Richie.
Well, let me know when you find out what it is.
Count on it.
Richie. What time do you go to work today?
- Not till the afternoon. - Good, I want you go to the library.
Library?
Yeah. It's the place where they keep all the books. It'll be a new experience for you.
I want you to find out all you can about Walter Reinhardt's death...
and who this Rebecca Lord is...
All right.
And what the connection is? All right?
I got you.
Why didn't you tell Sergeant Bennet about Rebecca?
Because I don't think this it's just about her.
Duncan, the punk insulted her. He was killed with a sword.
You said, yourself, she was an expert.
It may be as simple as that... or not.
Have you sensed the presence of another Immortal?
No.
I've to go.
Where are you going?
To see Rebecca.
And if there's no Immortal lurking in the bushes,
you'll tell the police about her?
Yeah.
Duncan Macleod.
I was planning on visiting you, but this is so much better.
Someone was killed outside my store last night.
What has that got to do with me?
He was the punk who insulted you.
Then I won't grieve too badly. ***
His killer was a master swordsman or woman.
Are you trying to imply that I murdered a man just because he made a pass at me?
- Oh, c'mon! - Did you?
Now, we've taken up police work as a hobby, have we?
What do you want?
The eternal question. What does every woman want?
How about a cup of tea?
No, all work and no play makes Jack very very boring.
Let's play. You and me.
No masks, no padding and no witnesses.
That is your way, isn't it?
I'm not in the mood for games.
It's not a game, Mr. Macleod.
It never is! Give me that!
Goodbye Rebecca.
My boss swears these are the original miles.
You're sure?
Angie, I told him we're tight. You got to trust me. This is a good deal.
Yeah, I know, but it's more money that I want to spend, Richie.
If you want good quality and low miles, you got to pay for it.
- C'mon, get back in the car. - I was in the car.
Seriously, no, you can't make a judgment...
until you sit behind the steering wheel and really feel it. C'mon, get inside!
- Trust me. - Ok.
Here you go.
Look at this: five speed, stereo... spotless interior...
How'd it drive?
Nice.
How'd you feel behind the wheel?
Pretty great!
Angie, I'm telling you you look great.
Top down, wind in your hair. It's you. It's what you deserve.
Ok, I don't want to push you into anything, but this car...
is priced 600 dollars under wholesale.
And you're sure it's the right car for me?
Angie, what I have been telling you?
How long we been friends?
Ever since we got suspended from the Third grade...
for beating the hell out of the Maguire brothers.
Come on, what you say?
- All right. - Excellent, Angie.
I'm telling you, you are not gonna be sorry.
How's work?
Fine.
Sold my first car, made 400 bucks...
did Angie a solid deal at the same time.
That's great. Did you get that information I asked you about?
They're fluff pieces, not much of them, but...
I gonna get into the microfiche tomorrow. I'll keep checking on it.
Okay.
Apparently this Reinhardt guy was very into models and movie starts.
They say he enjoyed being one of the world's most eligible bachelors.
He viewed women as interchangeable.
Well, it looks like he had a bunch of them.
There's a gossip column in this one somewhere...
that talks about him being engaged to some mystery woman.
See if you can attach a name to the woman...
and find all you can about Reinhardt's death.
You got it.
Oh, Richie.
Watch your back.
Always do.
You back, how did it go?
Well, I go back and forth between loving and hating it, but...
I think it's my best work.
I can't believe I was chosen.
You deserve it.
Did you call the police about Rebecca?
I don't think she's the murderer.
And what part of your 400 years old anatomy formed this conclusion?
Tessa, I have a feeling Walter Reinhardt has returned.
Duncan, it's wonderful the way you love women, but this isn't about women,
it's about evil. And that's something men have no monopoly on.
Hello?
Yes.
I see.
We'll be right there.
Tessa.
That was the head of the bicentennial committee.
He said something's happened to your sculpture.
Oh my God!
Look at this!
Look at it!
What are those numbers?
A double "un deux trois". One Two Three.
Your girlfriend let her calling card! She obviously wants you to go after her.
Or maybe Reinhardt does.
Maybe she's working with him.
You haven't seen him! You haven't sensed it!
What makes you think it's him?
I don't know!
But he's out there and he's coming.
I'll see you.
Ms. Noel, Sergeant Bennet, we met earlier.
Do you have any idea who did this?
No.
Has this ever happened before?
No.
Have you receive any threats lately?
No, I haven't.
Can you tell me anything... anything at all?
No, I'm sorry, I have work to do.
Thank you.
And, of course, you don't know anything about this.
Just like you knew nothing about the body that was dumped on your doorstep.
I wish I could help you.
Sure you do.
Ever seen her before?
It's hard to say.
A friend of the punk who was killed outside your store...
said the deceased was almost gelded by her a couple days before he was killed...
and after that she walked into your shop.
A lot of people walk into my store, it's hard to remember them all.
I bet you get a lot of women that look like this.
You know, somehow all this is tied together.
The murder, the sculpture being trashed and you're right in the middle of all this.
Aren't you? Dirty as hell.
Something tells me we're gonna see a lot of each other.
I love you.
I'm sorry this happened.
I know.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe Rebecca is behind it all.
You don't believe that...
I don't know.
Richie told me before that Reinhardt disappeared...
he was supposed to be engaged to someone.
- Rebecca? - Maybe.
Why called for you?
Maybe she thinks I killed him.
You didn't...
If she was engaged to Walter Reinhardt...
wouldn't he tell her about his immortality?
No, not necessarily.
It because I trusted you with my life.
Reinhardt trusted no one.
Then I can't imagine how she must feel...
Her man dead. Nobody to mourn.
No closure. Just wounds that never heal...
What would living like that do to someone?
Hug me.
I'll be right there.
What are you doing?
I'm taking what it's mine.
By stealing?
It used to belong to my fiancé.
It was supposed to come to me.
Duncan was right. You're engaged to Walter Reinhardt.
Was. He's dead.
My God, you really don't know, do you?
- What? - What you're dealing with?
No, you don't know who you are dealing with.
Macleod is a killer.
You're wrong. If you'll just let me explain to you...
I'll let you nothing...
He has the sword. The only way he could have gotten it was by killing Walter.
If you really think so, why didn't go to the police?
I did, but there was no body, there were no proof.
But I've got the sword now.
And I'm going to do to Macleod what Macleod did to Walter.
I'm gonna kill him.
Wait!
It's not what you think!
What makes people what they are?
Is evil the opposite of good? O just good meets evil by hate?
To Reinhardt all was always a game where he tried to set the rules.
Live to the victor and death to the looser.
But what about Rebecca?
¿Is she his ally or his pawn?
I tell you, this baby would stop on a dime and give you nine cents change.
It's the car for you.
Pedestrian...
Hey Mac. What's up?
I couldn't possibly interest you in upgrading your present means of transportation,
- I have a little baby... - No, thanks.
Did you get the rest of the information on Reinhardt?
Yes, I sure did. One second.
Mr. Reinhardt was a real sweetheart, wasn't he?
He bought up companies left and right and fired the people...
who'd spent their lives working for them.
One of these business magazines called him a bottom line guy,
made him out to be some kind of hero.
- He made a lot of money. - After it all went bust...
The S.E.C and the feds were ready to file an indictment.
I mean he do swindled millions at the people.
Dying is the only thing that kept him out of prison.
Guess he picked a good time for it.
I'll catch you later, Richie.
Delivery for Miss Noel.
Oh, thank you.
- Sign here. - Thank you.
- Have a good day.
Mac?
Mac!
Are we celebrating something?
You'll tell me! It's gorgeous!
Why? I didn't buy it.
- I feel... - What?
- Get it off me. - What?
Get it off me. My skin!
My skin is burning! Get it off me!
- The zipper's caught! - Get it off me, Mac!
- Come here! - Don't touch me, don't touch me!
In the shower, in the shower! C'mon!
It's ok, you're right!
Turn round, turn round!
My God! What's happening?
What's happening?
It's looks like a chemical burn.
Calm down...
Five more minutes, man, I would have nailed that deal shut.
Angie. What happened?
I don't know. I was driving it down to the beach and just blew up!
I thought you said this was a good car, Richie!
Angie, it is, it is! Just relax, you got nothing to worry about!
I'm gonna take care of the situation right now.
I don't think so.
Mister Dawes, my friend just bought this car.
We're gonna stand by our product.
I'd like to help your friend out, but the car she bought...
was "as is". And as is, means as is.
That's not right!
That's life.
What'd you do?
You turned back the odometer?
You put in ninety weight motor oil, so no one would hear the valves knocking?
Excuse me.
Dawes wholesale.
I see...
Angie, I promise you we'd hold this.
- I'm gonna take care this situation. - I told you I have no cent!
I promise you I'll take care, I promise you.
And when it's all over we're gonna sue this SOB together.
- I'll promise you, watch me! - It was you said before...
Yeah, of course, sir. Right away.
There's a Mercedes on the lot I've been trying to dump forever.
The guy on the phone wants you to deliver it.
He says you waited on him or something.
Forget about it, I quit. Let's go!
It's a forty thousand dollar sale.
So tell it to someone who gives a damn!
I'll fix your friend's car!
It's the least I could do.
I mean, you just got to pick up the car, and pick up the check.
Plus I want the commission on the Mercedes'
And I would like it all in writing.
Okay, okay.
Thank you.
Hey there! I'm supposed to get the check.
You can do the paperwork tomorrow. All right?
Great.
- She's going to be all right? - Thanks to your quick thinking she is.
If you hadn't taken her into that cold shower...
Why didn't the chemical burn through the material?
It was in a powdered form.
The chemical was activated by her body heat.
Now she needs to rest.
I'll check back in the morning.
- Okay, thank you. - Okay.
Hey, back to bed, you.
I'd don't feel like sleeping. Light a fire for me.
- Ok, c'mon. - Ouch, be careful.
Rebecca came by... she took the saber.
Then he must want it back.
I don't think she's working with him.
She really thinks you killed him. She's consumed by it.
Then he's using her.
He sees the world as his playing field...
and the mortals on it are only there for his amusement.
He's vicious and completely without remorse.
- Hello... - Is that you, Mister Macleod?
Where have you been? I've been calling you for hours.
What? Richie?
Yes, it is, Mister Macleod.
Tessa had an accident. I had the phone off for a while.
I didn't want to disturb her. Are you okay?
Rebecca's got me. She wants you to meet her at nine a. m. sharp.
- I'm dead if you don't come. - I understand.
Who was it?
Richie's being held.
Rebecca?
Reinhardt.
- Richie is not here, is he? - Who's Richie...?
- And you didn't send the dress, did you! - What are you talking about?
Reinhardt is not dead.
You have his sword, so you killed him.
No!
He's out there.
Somewhere.
You know, underneath all that charm you're just one very sick man!
Go ahead.
You've been training for this for three years.
Do it.
Get your revenge.
C'mon!
How did you find me, Rebecca?
When Walter died, I went to his desk and I sorted out a few things.
There was a list of names and your name was on it.
And you sought out the people on the list... and you found...
- They were all killed... - With a sword.
- Right? - You were the only one left!
You had his sword, so you killed him!
Well, Macleod.
I think I orchestrated this rather nicely.
Tell me:
How does it feel to kill an innocent young woman?
I hate you.
I loved you.
- You will again. - Never!
How fickle women are.
Everything between us was just a lie.
Not a lie, a convenience.
Where's Richie?
In my car. If you win he'll live.
Ok.
But why all this?
Why don't you challenge me?
It's all part of the game...
Your scruples and boring sentimentality...
were always your weakest trait.
Fortunately, I'm not burdened by such things.
Yes, I think I'll take you this time.
You'd sacrifice a woman who loved you that much?
You really do care about these mortals.
Women are interchangeable. I told you that a century ago.
This is the last time, Reinhardt.
Finally, we agree on something.
I catch you here, highlander!
Thank you, Mr. Macleod.
I'm glad to see you remember your manners.
I'll... I'll catch you later.
So where is he?
Over there.
He won't be back this time.
He used me to get to you, you know?
All these years I wasted trying to revenge a man I didn't even knew...
It's over now.
He was the strongest man I ever met...
And then, when I thought he was dead...
- God! I was a fool! - You were in love.
I was a fool.
And I believed that I'd never meet another man like him again,
until I met you.
I almost wish I'd met you first.
Go, get your life back together again, Rebecca.
Sure.
"Here we are"
"We're the princes of the universe"
"Here we belong"
"Fighting for survival"
"We've got to be the rulers of your 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 your world"
Subtitles subXpacio, TusSeries, Proy_Babylon.