"To be or not to be."
Tricky way with verse, Mr. Shakespeare.
Oh, not again.
You!
Die!
Go left!
You inside, stand down.
You in the coach! I said, stand down!
I believe you've chosen the wrong traveler, gentlemen.
I suggest you let this coach alone.
I suggest you ride on, stranger.
Sorry. Cannot do that.
Ach, where's my sword?
Get off me! It's not a smart idea, gentlemen.
There's two of us to face. Or there soon will be.
Hey! You in the coach. Anytime you'd like to join me.
Now would be appropriate.
Why do I bother? Hey, you!
You carry a sword! Why don't ya use it? Huh?
I could use it now.
But then, I could not do this.
He is Duncan MacLeod,
the Highlander.
Born in 1592, in the Highlands of Scotland,
and he is still alive.
He is immortal.
For 400 years, he's been a warrior,
a lover,
a wanderer,
constantly facing other Immortals in combat to the death.
The winner takes his enemy's head...
and with it, his power.
I am a Watcher,
part of a secret society of men and women...
who observe and record, but never interfere.
We know the truth about Immortals.
In the end, there can be only one.
May it be Duncan MacLeod, the Highlander.
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
So, Mac, how much longer until you figure this place is done?
Oh, about another three weeks.
I gotta get the kitchen cabinets in tomorrow.
You know, I gotta admit, when you first bought this thing,
I thought you were goin' a little bit crazy.
Maybe goin' through one of those midlife crises. You know what I'm sayin'?
Come to think of it, do Immortals have midlife crises?
Well, only if they live long enough.
I hope when I'm 400 years old, I buy an old Harley or a Corvette or something.
Actually, I wonder if they're gonna have old Harleys or Corvettes when I'm 400.
What do you think it's gonna be like in 400 years?
I have no idea.
You know, whenever I get bummed out about not being able to have a regular life,
or kids, or the fact that any time someone's gonna come along, try to whack my head off,
I start to think of all the things I might be able to see and do.
Richie, give me a hand here, would you?
Sure.
Immortality definitely has an upside.
Think about it. In 400 years, you might be racing starships instead of Harleys.
You think things are gonna change that much?
Well, Richie, when I was a kid, the fastest way to travel was by horse.
And if you wanted to fly, you had to be a bird.
No, I'll do that. It's okay. I got it.
No, no, no, no. Really. Mac, I know how to hang a door.
Sure you do. You don't trust me.
No! I-I trust you with my life.
Oh, sure, but just not to hang a door.
- I didn't say that. - Not in so many words.
Well, not in so many words, but...
Don't start with me. You know, one of these days I'm gonna be better than you at something.
- Well, you already are. - Oh, yeah? What?
- At, um... - Yeah, yeah, yeah. See?
I actually gotta get going. I gotta have dinner with my old foster mother and her family.
All right. I'll see ya later.
Thanks for the help. No problem.
Oh, and by the way, Mac, in 400 years when we do race starships, I'm gonna kick your ass.
Sure you will. I'll see ya later.
You like the outfit? Maria, trust me. The outfit's great.
This used to be my old shop.
When my mom told me she asked to come with me, I almost killed her.
Hey, if you want me to go, I'm gone. No, I'm glad you came.
We're not late, are we? Don't worry about being late. Relax.
I can't. Do you know what it means if Kristin signs me?
I was up all last night thinking about it.
I don't look it, do I? Maria, you look stunning, beautiful, pure perfection.
Trust me. You are a Ferrari among Fords.
You are a Dior among Deadheads.
Thanks, Richie. I get the picture.
- Kristin. - Richie... Ryan.
Um, Maria Alcobar, your 11:00 appointment.
Hello. Hi.
Come on in, both of you. Oh, we're a little early.
It's all right. They can wait. Okay.
So, both of you together? Richie's like family.
I'm just here for moral support.
I had longer hair in those photos. I've cut it since.
I can grow it out again if you want.
These photos don't do you justice.
There's a certain look,
a quality, a... a glow.
Not many have it.
Me?
You.
Discovering raw talent is what I do best.
Well, I've done a couple local ads... nothing major yet.
You're gonna be far too busy to be doing local ads, Maria.
I'm gonna have Gustav do some new photos,
get your portfolio in shape, and start sending you out.
So, you're gonna sign her?
When I see potential, I grab it.
Young people need a mentor, a guiding hand.
Don't you agree?
Oh, absolutely.
I think we're gonna have a great future together. All of us.
Amy?
Draw up a contract. Take Maria down to Lilianne. See what she can do with her hair.
I can't believe this is happening.
I meant what I said, Richie.
I know when I see promise.
I think we have an awful lot to explore.
Whenever you want.
Candygram. Methos.
Or should I call you Adam?
Only you and Joe know that I am Methos the Immortal.
To the rest of the world I am still Adam Pierson, mild-mannered Watcher.
Well, mi casa es su casa.
How's Paris?
It's a lot quieter since you left.
Taken up origami? No, I'm just renovating an old house.
Yeah, it's good to keep busy.
So, what brings a 5,000-year-old man to me?
Kristin's in town.
She just opened a new branch of her agency. So?
So, I thought you should know. Well, now I know.
Hey, look. It's done, over, history.
If you say so.
You want a coffee? Yeah. No, a beer.
Lucky you get over things.
From what I know, Kristin's not the type anyone forgets.
A work of art.
Where are my clothes? They were right here. The servants took them.
- To clean? - To burn.
To burn!
Oh, what am I to wear? I have no others.
Who said you were going anywhere?
- I go where I like. - This is far more appropriate attire for a gentleman.
Don't you think?
Hand them over and leave.
Hmm. Come and get them.
- Don't think I won't! - Oh, I am hoping you will.
- I'm getting out. - I can't wait.
- I really mean it. - Good.
Have you no shame?
No. None whatsoever.
Give me those clothes.
My, my. I do think I can work with you.
"My, my. I do think I can work with you." Work with what?
Are these not preferable to the muddy rags you were wearing?
Well, those muddy rags have seen me through many the hard days and night.
That much is obvious.
Tell me. Do you not prefer the feel of silk and lace?
Aye, it's quite pleasurable at that.
Yes, you will be most presentable.
With the proper tutoring, of course.
- I can read. - I'm sure you can.
But there is more in life to learn...
than reading.
There. Mmm.
That should feel better.
You've got a friend, Richie Ryan.
He met Kristin yesterday morning. He didn't tell me that.
Maybe he hasn't got outta bed yet.
Oh, my God. You're just...
unbelievable.
I didn't even know some of those things were possible. Mmm.
Anything is possible. You just have to want it bad enough.
I want you... badly.
Kristin, you're so different.
That's because there's nobody like me.
Definitely nobody like you.
Yeah, sure.
No, I mean it.
You make me feel so beautiful.
You are. You are so beautiful.
Do you want to do this again?
Do you want to do this again? Yes, I do.
Then, I guess we'll do this again.
Now?
Mmm. Later. Oh.
Who are you calling?
Johann? Out front. Yeah. 10 minutes. Okay.
Oh, don't leave. I thought we'd have breakfast in bed.
We'll have dinner tonight instead, okay?
I've gotta get to work. I'll give you a ride.
That's not necessary.
Oh, Richie. We have plenty of time to be together.
But first, I have to prep Maria's shoot.
Oh, my God, Maria. I have to pick her up.
You're good friends, huh?
Yeah, since we were kids.
I was in one foster home after another. Maria's mom was really good to me.
Took me in for a long time.
Getting this job means an awful lot to her.
As well it should.
I'm sure you're gonna find many ways to thank me.
Oh, well, I'm certainly gonna try.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
Off you go. See you at the shoot?
2:00. Guaranteed.
Miss Kristin? Should I stop this guy?
It's all right, Johann. He's an old friend.
Kristin!
It's all a question of taste. What do you think of this one?
Well? Tastes good.
Is it a burgundy or a claret? It's a claret.
Good. And this?
Ach! I don't care. What was that?
Does knowing about wine or silk give me a stouter heart or a stronger sword arm?
No, but it may make you into a gentleman.
No, thank you. The gentlemen I've known I care not to imitate.
Well, then if you choose to remain Duncan MacLeod, the Highland barbarian...
for the rest of your life, so be it.
Duncan MacLeod is who I am, not some silken fop.
All this... the wine, the clothes...
'Tis all appearance. It has no meaning to it. And me?
Is there no meaning to me? No, that is not what I meant.
Ach! I thought you enjoyed it here with me.
I thought I brought you pleasure.
Aye, you've given me great pleasure.
And you do care about me? I care about you a great deal,
but all this... 'tis not me, 'tis not right.
Then I'll make it right.
Surprise. What is this?
I had it made specially. Tell me. Do I look like a Highland lass?
Aye, you look beautiful.
- You really think so? - Hmm.
When we first met, I thought I was going to remake you in my image.
Instead you've remade me in yours.
Kristin, that is not the answer.
You have not heard the best part!
I've employed Louise Barton to do your portrait,
and my tailors have found the perfect fabric.
It's come all the way from the Highlands.
You shall be Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. Aye, but what for?
So that I may gaze upon you forever.
Very well.
I will sit for the portrait, but after that...
You shall not leave me, Duncan MacLeod.
Don't tell me you missed me.
Leave Richie alone. After all these years, Duncan.
Are you jealous? Oh, come on, Kristin. I was never jealous.
Just... He's my friend.
And now, he's my friend.
He's a big boy. He wants me.
And I want him.
You do remember what that feels like, don't you?
Stay away from him.
Or what? You gonna kill me?
Tell me. Is that what you do with all your lovers when you're through with them?
Johann?
Round one to Kristin.
MacLeod-san. That katana is a lovely piece of art.
May I?
I washed my hands this morning.
Quite a blade.
- Not funny, Methos. - Not meant to be.
Not only are you naive, now you are weaponless.
How have you lived this long?
Do you know how many Immortals she's killed?
Do you want a list?
All right. You made your point. Have I?
One day, she is going to kill you.
She's tried already.
You're better with a blade than her, yes.
You are stronger than her, yes.
But if you keep letting her walk away,
one day, she gets lucky and takes your head.
Yes! Oh, I don't know. Maybe she'll stop to gloat like you.
You wanna play? Great! You knocked me on my bum because I make a bad joke.
Very macho.
But you keep letting her walk away without even taking a shot, that is very suicidal.
You know what she was to me. Yes, and I know what she is.
A killer. You treat her like one.
Are you not yet finished, Louise?
I know it's taken longer than we agreed. I'm not completely happy with the light.
Hmm. Perhaps.
I believe you have captured the subject beautifully.
But he should look a bit happier.
I cannot paint what is not there, Madame.
Perhaps he has little to be happy about.
Don't be foolish. He has me.
You shall paint it as I wish.
Yes, Madame.
Behave yourself, darling, or these sittings will go on forever.
She's correct. It should've been done weeks ago.
I know that.
She's right. You have made me look sad.
It's your eyes.
They've seen so much more than she thinks.
And what do your eyes see?
Why can we not speak about it? It's in your eyes. It's in my eyes.
It's been that way for months.
Because you're not free. You're with a lady.
She does not own me.
When the painting is done I will be on my way.
You would leave her life? You would leave her bed?
Aye, I would.
Do you not love her?
How could I, when I love you?
I had Alma make something special for tonight.
Look. The first rabbit of spring.
Lord Albrecht sent it. Try. No. Thank you.
Oh, you are not hungry. No, Kristin, I-I...
Kristin, you've been very special to me.
You have given me so much... much more than I can ever repay.
What are you trying to say?
That I will be eternally grateful.
It's that painter, isn't it?
It is not something that we sought out. It simply happened.
Nothing simply happens. That little harlot obviously planned the whole thing.
There was no plan.
Can you not see how she has manipulated you, my love?
You're too young to know how women can be.
I'm not too young to know I love her.
You cannot love her!
You cannot! You love me! You told me you love me!
You told me I brought you pleasure! I can bring you more!
Kristin, I care for you a great deal, but I do not love you.
Can we not be friends? Friends?
Your rip my heart from my breast and you ask me to be your friend?
You're mine. Do you not understand?
You were nothing when you came to me. Nothing!
I made you. Good-bye, Kristin.
I decide when you leave, not some stupid, little sow with a paintbrush.
No!
What are you doing? Taking what is mine.
Go on! Kill me.
You might as well.
I have nothing left to live for.
Go on! Do it!
Do it. Do it.
I cannot.
Oh, you do Fabrice technique. Working, isn't it?
Not for long.
I gotta practice more.
New guys come along, new moves.
It's called progress.
Well, then, get with it, before Kristin kills you and your friend.
Hello. I take it this is not for real?
God forbid. I was just making a point.
This is... Uh, I'm Adam Pierson.
You must be Richie Ryan? Yes.
Someone here speaks very highly of you. Oh, nice to meet you...
and thanks very much, Mac.
Speaking of which, I've got to tell you about this woman I met.
She is unbelievable. Her name is... Kristin. I know.
You know?
How do you know? Mac? Mac? How do you know?
I'm sorry, Richie. I'm your friend. I wanted you to know where you stand.
You're wrong about her, Mac. She's not like that.
She's a very special woman. She's beautiful, she's smart, she's generous.
That's how it starts. She'll end up trying to kill you.
Oh, no way, Mac. Not me.
We have this thing between us, Mac. It's like...
It's like an electrical connection. Why can't you understand that?
They didn't have electricity when he knew her.
Don't you get sick of him being older and wiser all the time?
Yeah, I can see that that could get a bit annoying.
Richie, I've been there. Mac, that's what I'm trying to say.
You've been there. You've done that. This is all new to me.
You guys didn't work out for each other. That was 300 years ago.
Maybe you just weren't right for each other. And she's right for you?
I don't know. I've only known her a couple of days, but, Mac, she blows me away.
I really think there's something there.
You want me to give that up? Richie, I want you to trust me.
Richie, she's not for you.
You know, sometimes you knowing everything gets to be a real pain in the ass.
I'll catch you guys later.
He's not listening to me.
How could he? She's got him tingling in places he didn't even know he had.
I... Maybe we should just give him the room, let him make his own mistakes.
Even if it gets him killed?
Great, Maria!
Give it the Gustav magic, darling.
Make her look like a Kristin girl!
Sweetheart, come on. Make the little boys cry. Great.
Oh, that's wonderful. Yeah. Terrific.
Lookin' good. Lookin' good.
Well, where were you? Oh, I was late. I'm sorry.
That's all right, this time. But Maria has to be careful, you know.
When you're just starting out, you wanna make a good impression.
You forgive me? Please?
That depends. On?
Where were you? I was actually with a mutual friend of ours.
Really? Yes. Mr. Duncan MacLeod.
Oh. We had a moment...
a long time ago. Yeah?
But he was too young and too possessive. He was, huh?
It came to swords between us once.
But, uh, I had to send him away.
Why, is he jealous?
Duncan. What a pleasure to see you.
Richie, can I have a word with you, please? Thanks. I'm fine here.
See? He's jealous.
Richie, I've been wrong about a lot of things in my life.
This isn't one of them. You have to believe me. Mac,
you're not my father. No, I'm your friend.
Then, do me a favor, friend. Go away.
What, and watch her kill you? That's what she'll do when you try to leave her.
Mac, that's not gonna happen. You leaving her or her trying to kill you?
Neither. She did it to me.
She's disturbed. You'd see that, if you'd just open your eyes.
Mac, there you go again, telling me what I know.
You know, I think this is because she wants me and not you.
Then you're a fool, aren't you?
Oh, yeah?
Okay. You're on your own.
He already made his mind up. He wasn't listening to a word I said.
Well, that happens.
Guess this must be what it's like to have kids.
Ya think so? Yeah.
You do your best, teach 'em what you know,
try and show them the right path, and then they just have to get on with it.
Yeah, and let 'em make the same idiotic mistakes that you did.
I tried to warn him. What else can I do? You could tell him the rest.
Louise? Louise!
Oh. Oh, no, Louise.
Oh, sweet Jesus, no.
Oh, what has she done?
Louise.
Louise?
- Duncan. - Louise is dead.
- Oh, I am so sorry. - What kind of devil are you?
- What are you saying? - You hated me so much you had to kill her.
Duncan, how could you think that?
I was angry when I attacked you before.
I was hurt. I could never really hurt you or her.
I love you. How could you think me such a monster?
You swear you did not kill her?
If you really think that I could do such a terrible thing,
Duncan, and you really, really loved her, then go ahead.
Strike.
Please, either believe me or kill me now.
- You know I could not do this. - No!
I do not know.
You let her walk away then. You let her walk away now.
What, exactly, are you waiting for?
You know that she killed Louise Barton,
because you know what kind of woman she is.
If she'd been a man, she'd have been dead 350 years ago.
A couple of medieval songwriters come up with the idea of chivalry one rainy day...
This isn't about chivalry. You embrace it as a lifestyle.
You live and die by a code of honor that was trendy when you were a kid.
Would you rather that I had no code of honor at all?
I would rather you survived. You put that first.
Do you think it's easy killing a woman that you've held in your arms,
a woman that you've made love to?
Take it from me. It's easier than dying.
Look at me, MacLeod.
I didn't last 5,000 years by worrying about anyone but myself.
Really? Could have fooled me.
So, what's the big news you were gonna tell me?
Paul Marcel saw me. He wants me to model his jeans. Hey! Congratulations!
That is awesome. I knew you had it in you.
They said if it works out, they'll send me on a tour,
feature me in their TV ads.
Richie, it's a half a million dollar deal.
Half a million dollars! Oh, my God.
You go, girl.
There's one problem, though. What's that?
The jeans company won't work with Kristin.
Maria, you did sign an exclusive contract.
She has to release you or you can't take the job.
Do you want me to talk to her?
Would you? Yeah, sure.
We're gonna have dinner tonight. I'll take care of it. Thanks, Richie.
You want me to what?
Release Maria from her contract.
She has this offer to model jeans for the Taylor Agency.
It comes with a free trip to Martinique.
I figured since you don't have any work for her right now...
Look, I wouldn't mind... Exactly.
This could mean an awful lot to her, Kristin. I'm sure you guys could work something out.
You know, split the commission.
Maria is a Kristin girl, Richie.
So?
So, she's gonna have to turn them down.
Kristin, we're talking about half a million dollars.
You've got a hundred other girls and a thousand more lined up outside.
But she has a contract. So?
Give her a break.
For me?
As a favor?
Absolutely not. I can't.
Nobody leaves me.
You want her to blow the chance of a lifetime because your feelings are hurt?
Richie, I am trying to run a business here.
If you pay a little attention, maybe you'll learn something.
Oh, learn what? How to be a hard-ass?
You know, I only signed her because of you.
What do you mean, because of me?
Maria owes me, and quite frankly, Richie, you owe me.
Oh, my God. I can't believe this.
Come on. Let's go have dinner. No, I'm not hungry, thanks.
Not even for me? Kristin, please. Some other time.
You are sleeping with that little bitch, aren't you?
Don't be stupid.
You arenot leaving me.
MacLeod was right about you.
Nobody leaves me. Not Maria, and certainly not you!
She went nuts. She would've killed me.
Round two to Kristin.
You dump her and then you turn your back on her?
Talk about the blind leading the visually challenged.
Thank you. All right.
Where is she? In her office.
You think she's coming after me?
No, I think she's coming after somebody that you care about.
Maria? Oh, God. I gotta go to Maria's. I'll see you guys later.
Where you goin'? Kristin's. Coming?
I'm sure it's something you wouldn't want to miss.
I had a lot of faith in you. I know and I appreciate it.
You know, Maria, when I sign a new girl, I put a lot on the line.
My reputation, my name, my loyalty.
And I count on that loyalty being returned.
Richie told you about Martinique?
Oh, yes, he did.
I wish you'd had more faith in me.
If you had just stuck with me, I could have made you so famous.
I don't know what to say. You could've been a Kristin girl.
Nobody but nobody leaves me.
Sorry. I...
All of a sudden I can hardly keep my eyes open.
Nothing to be sorry about.
It's the drugs. Makes everything much easier.
Makes... what easier?
Drowning.
Young model, drug problem. Tragic. Happens all the time.
Kristin!
Hello, Duncan. Where's Maria?
- How should I know? - Where's Maria?
I don't know.
I would never hurt her. Okay,
I was angry when I attacked Richie, but I was hurt.
I would never hurt him or you.
What do you mean? You tried to kill him like you did me.
No, that's not true! I love you.
I have always loved you.
How could you think me such a monster?
I love you. How could you think me such a monster?
Because you are.
- I was angry when I attacked you before.
I was hurt. I could never really hurt you or her.
Forget her!
Come on. Come on. Breathe. Breathe.
Take care of her.
Why, Kristin?
Did you know that when I was 20 years old, Duncan,
I was the most beautiful woman on the face of the continent?
You still are beautiful, Kristin.
Am I?
Show me.
Prove it to me.
That wouldn't prove anything, Kristin.
Then die.
Stay away from me. Stay away from my friends.
Bastard!
- Pick it up. - Who the hell are you?
A man who was born long before the Age of Chivalry.
Pick it up.
Someone had to.
Well, Rich, we gotta make a decision here. Which one do you think?
That's not bad. Ehh. I tend to like the beige.
- Don't you like that one? - I like 'em both, you know.
I got a card from Maria.
She says Martinique is beautiful. It is.
You know, you should go there some time.
So, tell me, Mac. Are you always gonna be right?
Aw, Rich.
I was 75 years old when I first met her, and I was still a kid.
You got plenty of time.
If I stay alive long enough.
Hi, guys! How ya doin'?
Hey. I gotta run.
I'll see you guys later.
He'll get over it.
She would have kept coming, you know.
One day, she might have won.
I know.
And still, if you had your chance again, you wouldn't kill her, would you?
Probably not.
Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. That's who I am.
Well, I guess someone has to be.
You will get over it too.
Will I?
Did you know Mencius?
Student of Confucius. Yeah.
"I dislike death, but there are things that I dislike more than death."
"Therefore there are occasions when I will not..."
"Avoid danger."
Death before dishonor.
For some of us.
What do you think?
Get someone in.
And here we are
We're the princes of the universe
Here we belong fighting for survival
We've come 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
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