The target's moving! Remy!
She's up here! Come on!
There she is!
The roof! She's heading for the roof!
- There she is! Shoot!
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
The Methuselah Stone.
You almost had it, Luther.
The thought of you becoming all-powerful scares the hell out of me even now.
But is it really possible that the possession of all the pieces...
could make an ordinary human immortal?
There's only one way to find out.
Who are you, you son of a bitch!
H-Here, here. Ta-Take it.
- I don't want your wallet. Why are you following me? - Fo-Following you?
I-I-I-I live here in 3-B!
You're a liar! No. Look.
- Prove it. - My-My-My driver's license.
- You're a liar! - Oh, keys! Keys!
- Keys! - Prove it.
- No! Don't move.
No, no.
I don't understand, I... I saw you watching me on the street.
You are beautiful. Who wouldn't?
I didn't mean anything. Okay? Okay. Okay. Okay.
Look, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I'm just...
I'm having a really bad day. You and me both, okay?
Is this all there is?
Looking for something specific? Just doing some research.
Oh, for whom? For me.
- And you are? - Adam Pierson.
Research. Ah, yes.
- You're supposed to be working on the Methos Chronicle. - And you are?
Your boss,
Nathan Stern.
MacLeod, why did you move the barge?
I thought I'd never find you. I had some repairs to do...
What did you do to your hair? I didn't want to be recognized.
I would've never known it was you. Will you get serious?
Someone's following me. Someone's always following you.
What did you steal this time? It's not like that.
I promise.
What do you want with Luther's file, hmm?
I was just doing some checking. I thought, uh,
- he might have crossed paths with Methos. - He didn't.
Well, as you used to be his Watcher, I guess you should know.
So you'll be finished with this. Uh...
Th-There is just one thing. The...
The crystals Luther had, I...
I thought we kept them.
- They're in the Director's Gallery. - Really?
Uh, can I see them?
Of course. Follow me. It's this way.
They shot me twice, MacLeod. You sure you don't know who it was?
No, no. But these guys were mortal. I didn't feel them coming.
I mean, one minute I was in bed asleep, and then there were these guys...
in these Halloween masks in my bedroom. It's kind of poetic justice.
Half of your stuff is stolen in the first place.
Oh, you're not listening to me. These were not burglars.
One of them had a sword.
Did he have a tattoo?
What? A dagger and a heart with the word "Mom" written underneath?
I don't think so. No.
A Watcher tattoo on his wrist. I didn't have time to look.
The guy's blade was two inches from my neck!
Another minute of sleep and then it would just have been all over.
I'm really scared.
It's okay. It's all right. Just... hold me.
Beautiful, isn't it?
Almost complete.
Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if Luther had found them all.
Nothing would've happened, probably.
I've seen legends in the records...
going back before Luther, before Rebecca.
Some say that the crystal will protect its wearer from death.
It's myth and superstition.
But possible, all the same, hmm?
Imagine what it would be like to find the last piece,
to become like them...
immortal.
There's a thought.
I spoke to Dawson. He doesn't think it was any of their people,
but he's checking. Now, how would he know?
Do you think renegade Watchers advertise in the yellow pages? Amanda, relax.
Whatever it is, we'll deal with it together.
Good. You can start with that guy over there.
I saw him yesterday. And now, he's been reading that newspaper...
for the past 20 minutes without turning a page.
I think we should go talk to him.
Start an argument with me. What?
Remember Munich? The countess?
Yeah. The countess!
Hey, it wasn't my fault! Don't ever speak to me again!
I won't speak to you again if that's the way you want to take it!
I'm sick and tired of your petty jealousies! She was a friend!
Did you expect me me just to leave her?
- Surprise. - Sorry?
- What are you doing? Let go of me!
- Why were you following me? - I wasn't following you.
- Amanda! - What?
I'm sure he can explain.
So you knew they were breaking into my place.
I thought they were just burglars. Oh, you didn't see the sword?
I can't believe you just stood there and watched.
Watch is what they're supposed to do. We never interfere.
I mean, you shouldn't know about us.
I shouldn't even be talking to you now! Oh, well, I guess...
you just you don't have a choice, do you?
What's your name?
Ohhh, just give me five minutes with this loser. Would you chill out?
-Look, I'm sorry about Amanda. She's a little uptight.
Let's start with your name.
- Dan. Dan Geiger. - Okay, Dan. We don't want...
information on other Immortals.
The men that broke into Amanda's apartment weren't there to rob her.
They were there to kill her.
We need to know who those men are.
You know, I really want to help you, but I don't know.
- Oh, didn't you get a look at any of them? - They were wearing masks.
Look, I saw them get into a van and drive away.
What kind of van? Um, I wasn't really paying attention.
You're a Watcher. You're supposed to be paying attention.
Well, this guy's obviously an idiot.
I think it was blue.
- Wait a minute. It was green. - You saw it?
- Yeah. American. -What kind?
Bentleys, I know. Ferraris, I know.
- Uh, vans, I don't know. - Well, we'll figure it out.
And, uh, what are you going to do with me?
- You can go.
Dan.
I'd watch someone else if I were you.
I'm sorry. But I have no idea how it happened.
Oh, it's not all your fault.
It's because of Dawson.
Damn!
MacLeod knows about us. Now Amanda does too. We'll have to reassign you.
It was too soon to put you in the field.
I suppose everybody knows how I, uh,
- failed. - No. Only me.
Look, you've got a good record. No reason to spoil it now.
We'll, uh, put you on research for a while.
And we'll keep this between ourselves, hmm?
Thank you, sir. Now,
what, exactly, did you tell them?
Didn't know there were so many green Chevys in Paris.
I know. What? Is this the fifth one we've checked? Yep.
Well, look on the bright side. At least we're not in Detroit.
Get down. What are you doing?
Get off me. Come on.
Sorry. Gettin' a little paranoid, aren't we?
I guess it's pretty obvious, huh?
It's just they could be anywhere, in the streets, in the shops.
It could be anybody.
Is this what it's like to be mortal?
Only when someone's trying to kill you. Come on.
We'll check the last one, and then we'll call it a day. Okay.
It's good to have met you.
If you will give it some time, I'm sure we can come to some arrangement.
We and the British...
are only asking for a few acres of your land...
That's a very good way to get yourself killed.
Grab a beer.
The football game will be on soon.
So, when are we going after the bitch again?
Hello?
This is him. This is one of the guys who tried to kill me.
Yeah.
Stay with him.
What do you want? Why were you trying to kill me?
Crystal.
You're getting obsessed, Amanda. Why don't you put that away?
Well, at least now it makes sense.
Yeah. If you call dying over a piece of glass sense.
Well, obviously, not everyone shares your opinion of its value.
Oh, Amanda. You've lived for over a thousand years.
How many times have you seen real magic?
MacLeod, I was an illiterate thief starving on the street...
before Rebecca found me and made me her student.
This is all I have left of her.
Magic or not, no one's gonna take this from me.
Quite something, isn't it?
It's beautiful.
I've never seen anything like it. It's one of a kind.
It looks like something a king would wear.
No, it's, uh,
rarer than that.
When each of my students leaves me, they take a piece of this with them.
Keeps us together.
One day, I will tell you all about it.
Well, why not now? Because you're not ready.
You mean, I'm not good enough. No.
Because you're not ready.
Amanda.
Nothing that is to be yours will be kept from you.
Rebecca!
You wouldn't want to leave without this.
But if you want to leave with that crystal,
you're going to have to fight me for it.
I will not allow you to steal from me!
I don't want to fight ya. I can't fight ya.
Then give back the crystal... and stay.
Finish what you started! Learn!
I don't understand.
Has nobody ever forgiven you before?
Then it's a very important lesson, indeed.
You mean that I can stay?
You can stay.
Come on.
It would've been worth nothing to you if you had stolen it, Amanda.
One day you'll earn it, I promise.
And then, it'll be worth everything in the world to you.
One of us is behind this.
An Immortal who wants these crystals as much as Luther did.
Even if someone did believe they were magic, what good would one piece do them?
Yeah, but what if they had them all?
But who would know where Luther hid them?
We were the only two people there when he died.
Somebody was. Someone who didn't want to be seen.
Someone who's always around.
- Watchers. - Watchers.
Oh, those damn grave robbers.
It's probably in that mausoleum they call their headquarters, you know?
They probably took the crystals off of Luther's body before it was even cold.
What's goin' on in that head of yours?
That I don't like people trying to kill me.
And, uh, it really pisses me off they have Rebecca's crystals in the first place.
Yeah, maybe a part of you believes that they really are real,
and you want to take a shot at being invincible.
Amanda, don't lose your head over a fairy tale.
It's my head.
Was the crystal really worth Rebecca's life?
It's worth any amount of lives.
Whoever has the crystal becomes invincible, is that it?
So, you know. It's a myth, Luther,
a story told by bored people around campfires.
You're immortal, MacLeod. How can you deny that sort of power exists?
And how could you not want it if it did?
There's only one thing I want.
- Do you have the crystal? - No.
Come back when you do.
You want the crystal, Luther? You come and get it.
Say hello to Rebecca for me. Not yet.
You said come back when I had it.
It's the last crystal, Luther.
Here. It's yours...
if you can go through me.
What the hell are you doing here, Geiger?
You don't watch Amanda anymore. Yes, sir. I know, sir.
You'd better have one hell of a good explanation,
or you're out for good.
Well? I heard it would take...
Amanda's new Watcher, sir, a couple of days to get into Paris.
That's why I'm here.
Now, why are you? I thought...
I wanted to prove to you, sir, that I could still work this field.
Sir, I can watch Amanda.
I'm not some lame idiot that deserves to be behind a desk.
Go home, Geiger. We'll talk about this in the morning.
But... Go!
It's best if we keep this between us. Yes, sir.
Pressure sensors... who do they think they're kidding.
- Amanda? - You bastard.
- You can't trust anyone. - I don't know what you're talking about.
- You tried to have me killed, you son of a bitch. - Don't be ridiculous.
- I just want this crystal. - No. They're mine!
This isn't over.
There is no way Methos sent those men... not a chance.
Wh-Why not? It's perfect.
It's wily. It's devious. It's... just like him.
Why would he? He wouldn't even get the Quickening.
Yeah, but he'd get the crystal. It's not his style.
Oh, come on. He's 5,000 years old.
You're gonna tell me you know everything in this guy's head? No. Of course not.
Look, those crystals can make an Immortal totally invulnerable.
Who wouldn't want them? Not at that price!
Look. You know what, that's you?
You think he shares your overgrown sense of honor?
I'll talk to him.
Where is he?
Me first.
You're late. I'm here.
What's so important?
A crystal. News travels fast.
Don't tell me you're buying that stuff about invincibility and magical powers.
Do you know anything about the Methuselah Stone, MacLeod?
There have been stories about its powers since before I was born.
Whoever has it lives forever.
Yeah, but our immortality doesn't work like that. You know that.
No. Our immortality doesn't.
You know anything of its history?
It belonged to Methuselah.
- He lived to be over 900 years old. - Says who?
Before Methuselah died,
he gave it to his grandson, Noah.
Now, Noah survived the Great Flood.
Why are you doing this? You've lived this long without it.
Why do you need it now?
Alexa.
She's in hospital in Geneva. She doesn't have long.
-You knew it had to be this way. -Yeah, from the first moment I saw her.
Is that supposed to make it easier?
Is that supposed to make it okay? No.
If there is one chance that I can save her,
then... I have to try.
Yeah, but how much is this stone worth to you?
- My life. - And anybody else's?
Amanda attackedme last night.
Yeah, and somebody tried to take her head a few nights ago.
Well, it wasn't me. Yeah, they were mortals, I know.
She thinks that you sent them to get the last piece of the crystal.
I think I'd better go. Methos.
Methos.
Just... tell me you didn't do it.
You gotta be kidding, MacLeod. The woman he loves is dying.
He wants these crystals to save her,
and you just want the three of us to sit around and talk about it?
- He didn't send them.
What would you do if you had the chance to save the woman you loved?
Who wouldn't you lie to? Who wouldn't you kill?
- What if it was me? - I wouldn't betray a friend.
Well, he's not you. Look. Just talk to him.
Okay, I will but not with you.
Alone. And I choose the place.
Not holy ground. Amanda, why are you doing this?
Because I'm tired of being afraid.
Rebecca! Rebecca!
Amanda? You must hide me, quickly.
What's wrong? There is a man. He is pursuing me.
A man? What sort of man?
Has he challenged you?
For three days and nights I've been running, and he always finds me.
Is he an Immortal?
Did I train you all those years for nothing?
I can't fight him.
Because you're afraid, I know. Amanda.
Fear isn't something that lessens through time. It grows.
Can you live for an eternity with that gnawing away inside you?
Even if he goes away, there will be another and another.
Coming here is no answer.
But I thought... I thought you said holy ground is our refuge.
And so it is. But you can't hide here forever.
Nor can you run here every time you meet another Immortal.
Rebecca, please. I can't. I'm not good enough.
Will you run all your life?
Choose your ground, choose your weapon, and face what is to come.
You're more than good enough.
Go.
If I don't buy his story, one of us is dead, and you can't be the referee this time.
Yeah, but listen to him before you do anything stupid.
All he has to do is convince me.
Look. I want you to keep this just in case.
You be careful.
- What are you doing? - I came to talk, and you set me up again!
- What? - Even if you kill me, Methos,
you're not gonna get my crystal.
- Amanda, I need the crystal. - Not a chance!
- Now, don't do this. - Shut up and fight.
- You fool! - At least I don't betray my friends.
Who's it gonna be next? MacLeod? Huh? You gonna kill him next?
Just go ahead and kill me if she means so much to you.
You understand nothing.
Three weeks ago, we were standing on a beach on Santorini...
watching the sun rise on the Mediterranean.
Now, she is lying in a hospital in Switzerland...
breathing through a tube.
You think it takes courage to do what we do?
Face another Immortal with a sword knowing only one of you will live?
You try being her!
You try living one year knowing that your time is running out,
knowing that when it comes to the final fight,
however much you train, whatever tricks you have,
you still lose!
That's the way it is for them.
So little... time for them to see anything or...
do anything.
Methos. What?
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Okay, we have six minutes while they change over shifts.
I haven't seen a vault this tough since I worked with Butch and Sundance.
Laser sensors, titanium bars.
This isn't gonna be easy. Try impossible.
Have a little faith.
I'll get the cat. Get the cat.
Not the carpet, not... Ohh, nice kitty.
Nice kitty.
Please, kitty. Don't step there, kitty. No! Not the alarm!
Come here. Oh, don't, d-d-d-d...
- What are you doing? - I'm trying to get that cat!
Okay, let's get it. Uh, get rid of the cat.
Okay.
Well, well. What have we here?
There you are.
- One move, I shoot. - Aren't you the bad boy?
If it isn't the idiot.
You know, I'd like to, uh, stay and chat with you boys, but, uh,
- I really must go. - Can't let you leave with the crystal.
Then shoot me.
Stern!
Go! Go! Get out of here!
- Go! Go!
I've searched the grounds. She's gone.
Bloody hell. He's immortal.
All this time, hmm? Making believe you were one of us.
Using us, laughing at us.
- No one was laughing. - Why?
It was a way to keep track of the others, to stay clear of them.
I was playing a charade, but it wasn't to betray you.
I respect you.
You have a... a sense of purpose, a dedication to history.
Oh, that's why you and Amanda stole the crystals.
Because you admired our dedication to history?
No, I wanted the crystals because someone I love is dying.
Oh, stop lying, Adam, or whatever the hell your name is. I'm not.
Do you realize what you've done?
I've dedicated my whole life to being a Watcher.
We trusted you, and you destroyed us.
Why would I want to destroy you? I have been with you for ten years.
I am not about to go telling anyone now!
How can I believe a man whose whole life has been a lie,
an Immortal among us, who knows us?
It's our worst fear. There's only one way I can be sure of you.
Give me a sword.
Now!
Methos is 5,000 years old. He's a really good fighter.
I think he can take care of himself, don't you? Yeah.
Would you let me have my crystal for just a minute?
They know what he is and how to kill him.
I know. I can't believe he took that bullet for me. But he did.
Don't you just even want to see if this works?
I want to get him out of there.
You're not really gonna do this?
If you haven't the stomach for it, get out.
- I take no pleasure in this. - Cut clean.
- Wait! - What now?
- The crystal. - What about it?
Look, if Luther was right, then it's a far greater danger than he is.
Because of us, Amanda will become invulnerable.
We'll have changed the game forever by our interference.
We've got to get it back. She'd never give it to us.
Maybe there's something she wants.
They want a trade.
For the crystal.
What if it's real?
Go ahead. Take it.
Let him die.
Damn, you're a pain in the ass.
- Do you have it? - You first.
Now you.
Yes.
Never really liked him anyway.
I believe we have a transaction to finish.
You planned all this? Why do you think I became a Watcher?
It sure as hell wasn't to spend the rest of my life looking through bloody keyholes at you.
It was to be you... an Immortal... to figure out how you do it.
We don't use the crystal. Yeah. That's why you were trying to steal it.
How many lives is it worth, Daniel?
As many as it takes, and don't give me that holier than thou crap.
How many people have you killed to stay alive?
It's not the same. It's never the same, is it?
It's always the same with you people, though.
You and your kind kill each other every day,
and you glorify it that you're in some game.
Well, this time I'm in that game too.
And this is my prize.
- And yours? - You know what? I forgot it.
I want that crystal now, or he dies.
Amanda,
I may be young,
but I fooled the lot of you,
and I really...
am not an idiot.
MacLeod, now, or he dies.
I'm disappointed, MacLeod.
- Are you? - After all I've read about you,
I thought you might come up with something better.
Well, I'll have to try a little harder next time.
Is this what you're looking for?
- Kill them.
My flight back to Geneva leaves at 10:00.
She'll never know how close I came.
She'll know how much you love her.
As much as I can for as long as she lives.
Here.
Methos, I know this doesn't have the magic, but, um,
I don't know, I was thinking maybe you'd take it for good luck?
You keep it. Think of us, huh?
I will. Courage, courage.
Godspeed, my friend. Godspeed.
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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