The director says, "Take off your clothes."
So I said to him I didn't do nudity.
Six days' work in seven months. Can you believe it?
Especially for that kind of money.
If you're not 15 and look like on you're on smack, they forget about you.
I say to hell with all anorexic teenagers.
- We've got six weeks in Marrakech. - All expenses paid.
And there'll be a lot of expenses.
Are you okay, honey?
What did you take this time?
9:00 a.m. at the warehouse.
Walker's been waiting for 10 minutes in the car.
Nothing much else is going on.
They're late.
Time is relative, believe me. I know.
Okay, sweetie.
Hi. Ah, Marisa.
Toni. And our other friend.
Pity. She's going to miss the trip of a lifetime.
But we still get the job, right?
I'm sure our client will be more than happy with both of you.
Where is he? Waiting anxiously inside.
Mr. Beck will take you in to meet him.
And the photographer? Makeup?
They flew on ahead to Marrakech.
Mr. Walker, what about this one?
Dead weight.
Sweet dreams.
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
Well, well. Look who we have here.
The good Dr. Adams... if that's what you call yourself now.
Morgan Walker.
We have some unfinished business.
I don't think so.
You were a coward then.
You're still a coward.
And you are as charming as ever.
Shall we find a quieter spot?
Maybe another time.
Now.
Not gonna make a scene, are you?
I can't believe I was so dense.
I figured, great.
First assignment: Morgan Walker,
big deal modeling agent.
I'll get to see the world.
The guy's got great cover, okay?
Don't beat yourself up.
Walk in a model, walk out a slave.
And I am too thick to even notice...
until he murders someone...
right under my nose.
There is nothing you could have done about it.
I could've thrown rocks.
I could've called the police.
No. You couldn't have.
Right. We just watch.
It's our job.
Observe and record. But don't interfere.
Yeah, I know.
What about you, Joe?
What about you and MacLeod?
Look, this is not about me, okay?
I didn't make up the rules.
Blame that on Ammalado the Akkadian.
He was the guy that started it 4,000 years ago...
when he saw Gilgamesh come back to life.
If I wanted a history lesson, I would've asked for one.
You've had really a rough day.
Why don't you just go home and chill, okay?
Joe, why would someone who came 10th in her class at the academy...
be the first to get a field assignment?
Maybe you got lucky.
Maybe someone pulled a few strings. Yeah, well,
that happens.
Look, I've got stuff to do, and so do you.
Why did you do it?
Your mother and I were classmates together at the academy.
We were friends.
Friends.
What kind of friends?
You know what's strange, Joe?
My father died about five years ago.
I came home...
to find my mother going through some old stuff.
She was staring at a photograph.
It wasn't my father.
I wasn't even sure you knew about me until I got bumped up,
but you did, didn't you?
Why didn't you tell me?
Why the hell do you think I became a Watcher?
Oh, hi, Joe.
Hey, missed you too.
I'll just be a minute. What the hell are you doin'?
I'm looking for something. I can see that. Where have you been?
Here and there. There, mostly.
Hey, I stopped by the barge. Where's MacLeod?
You are unbelievable.
So, uh, MacLeod?
He's in London. Claudia Jardine's playing the Albert Hall.
I'm looking for Morgan Walker, Joe.
The chronicles are not your personal Rolodex. Find another way to hunt him!
Hunt? I don't want to hunt him.
Oh, no, you want to send him flowers. No.
I want to keep the hell away from him.
Really? So what'd you do to him?
Your brother's fever has broken.
Another two or three days, he'll be as good as new.
Thank you, Dr. Adams.
It's Benjamin.
Thank you, Benjamin.
I'll be looking in on him again tomorrow.
Benjamin, why do you look after slaves?
Not many doctors do.
Perhaps I was one in a previous life.
Do you have to go...
so soon?
Captain Walker... He's at sea.
Really?
I used to watch you sometimes...
in the marketplace.
I saw how those women used to look at you.
Charlotte, are you flirting with me?
Yes.
Is that all right?
It's lovely.
Captain Walker!
Captain Walker.
Found two slaves in the galley.
They broke their chains. They was raidin' our supplies.
Fixin' to make a break for it.
It's this way, Captain.
These are them, Captain.
Nobody steals from me.
Least of all, my own cargo.
Anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are?
No.
The world is full of fools.
I should be going. No.
At least let me make you something to eat.
He is still at sea.
But for how long? He's not back for three more days.
Maybe I will stay for dinner.
And breakfast.
What is it? I've got to go.
Benjamin, what are you doing?
We're having company. Walker's back.
Get yourself dressed. He'll be here any minute.
How do you know that? Call it a feeling.
You gotta be out of your mind. Come on, Joe.
Just 'cause you couldn't keep it in your pants 200 years ago,
you expect me to turn over the chronicles.
That was the basic idea, yes. I'll bet it was.
Come on. You'd do it for MacLeod.
Well, you know, I know MacLeod.
You see, I know who he is. I know what he is.
Far as you're concerned...
What's that supposed to mean?
Look. Let's make this real simple.
I'm a Watcher. You're an Immortal.
It's not my job to make your life easier.
Your Watcher oath?
Oh, yeah. Heaven forbid that...
you get involved with an Immortal.
That would compromise your precious ethics, wouldn't it?
Providing, of course, that it's possible to do that...
with a hypocrite.
Get out.
About time.
It's 1:30. Mr. Congeniality's leaving the office on foot.
Looking for me?
Quite a grip you've got there.
Sometimes I get carried away.
It's part of my charm.
- What's a Watcher? - A what?
At first, I thought you were police.
And then...
I found this.
Okay. You win.
I'm a reporter.
My editor wanted an expose piece...
on modeling in the '90s.
Nice try.
You know I'm an Immortal.
And I'm a Capricorn.
Big deal.
Your notebook.
Shall I read you a selection?
I wrote it. I know what it says.
I insist. Here.
I wonder if all Watchers...
there's that word again...
get stuck with such a slime ball...
as Walker for their Immortal.
Not very flattering.
But accurate.
I'm gone. Leave it after the beep. Bye.
Amy, it's Joe. Where you been?
Call me, will ya? Please.
Please.
Look at them.
Beautiful, aren't they?
Frozen in time.
Like Immortals.
But they're not Immortals.
Give 'em 10 or 15 years,
what do they have to look forward to?
Oh, I don't know.
Life? That's not a real life.
The skin sags.
The eyelids droop.
The wrinkles attack.
It takes a minor medical miracle to hold them together long enough for a photo shoot.
Nobody wants them anyway.
So, you sell them.
Morality is an acquired taste.
In my time, slavery was legal.
I give my women a new life,
new hope.
And how many cards are missing in your deck?
You...
need to learn...
respect for your elders.
That's interesting. What is it?
A birthmark. I like bravado in a woman.
I find it very...
exciting.
We need to talk...
about a name that keeps...
popping up in here and on the tapes.
We need to talk about...
Joe Dawson.
So what's this guy supposed to look like?
Late 40s. Gray hair.
That the dude?
All right. Let's go.
Hey, where you goin'?
Next stage out of Dodge.
Listen, I hate long good-byes.
I'm really worried about something. Aren't we all?
Her name is Amy Thomas. She's a new Watcher.
She's supposed to check in with me every four hours, and she hasn't called.
I'd like to help, Joe, but I've got a plane to catch.
She's watching your guy.
What guy?
Morgan Walker.
Captain Walker, you're back early.
Who's here? No one, sir.
Don't lie to me, damn it! I know someone was here.
No one, I swear.
Who the hell was in my bed?
Tell me! There wasn't.
- Who is he?
No one, I swear. Tell me who it was.
- Tell me, damn ya! - There was no one!
Who is he? No one.
How could you do this to me?
I chose you. I saved you.
You are my woman!
I am your slave.
Tell me you love me!
Who?
Who is he? Who? There was no one.
There was no one! No one!
Hyah! Come on. Come on, now. Hyah.
You killed Charlotte.
I slept with her. You killed her. You bastard.
You have no idea what she meant to me. I loved her.
You owned her.
Fight me.
Pass.
Draw your sword, damn ya.
Fight me, damn you.
Some other time.
So you don't know he has Amy.
Yeah, and I don't know that he doesn't.
Get your Watcher buddies to help you.
You know they're not going to if there's an Immortal involved.
Call the cops. Oh, yeah.
"Officer, I'm looking for this Watcher. She's following this guy who lives forever,
and now she's disappeared." You'll think of something.
Methos! What do you want, Joe?
Oh, now you need my help.
I'm an Immortal, you're a Watcher, but we're in league together?
Sounds a lot like interference to me.
Are you through?
Yes, for the moment.
We have other concerns.
Yeah, like what? Like the car down the street.
Don't look.
It pulled up when you got here. It hasn't budged since.
What the hell are you doing? What do you think?
Son of a bitch is packin'. Damn. We've been made.
Joe, I wouldn't advise... Yeah, I know.
I'm hit.
Cover me.
Joe!
A guy with no legs,
and you let him get away from you.
I don't care who he had with him.
Mr. Walker, I saw it with my own eyes.
And you'd never believe it.
I'm tellin' ya.
The guy was dead but came back to life.
What did this miracle man look like?
Will you turn the car around?
-Give me one good reason. - Because we're going the wrong way.
I beg to differ. The bullets are back that way.
I forgot who I was dealing with. Look, we lost those clowns two towns ago!
I saved your life! I get to choose!
- Turn the car around! - No.
Look, I am going back.
With you or without you, I am going back!
- To do what, exactly? - I don't know. I gotta find Amy.
Remember the Alamo, Joe.
Well, thank you.
I knew you would understand.
Thanks, nothing.
We're out of gas.
You gotta be kidding.
I don't believe that you ran out of gas.
I didn't know I was gonna be driving across country.
You're walking? Unless you got a better idea.
I can do it.
Look at the bright side, Joe. We've got good weather.
So that's 12.
Who's counting? I'm not counting.
It's 11, anyway. Here.
Let me try.
Yeah, sure.
They wouldn't stop for me, but they'll stop for you. Of course they will.
Observe... and record.
Magic.
Technique, my good man.
Technique, my ass. Hi.
Hi. We're out of gas.
Thank you, sir.
So? They ran out of gas.
It was nice of the guy to open up.
What is your problem?
If you had whacked that guy 200 years ago,
we wouldn't be in this spot now, and Amy would be safe.
Hey, don't lay it on me, pal. You're the one that sent the rookie into the field.
You know as well as I do...
a sloppy Watcher is a dead Watcher.
Hey. Is that who I think it is?
Damn it.
I'll cover you this time. Go on!
Oh! Man.
It's not gonna take long for them to find us in here.
And we're out of chips too.
You know where I should be now? I should be 35,000 feet in the air,
sinking my teeth into a succulent steak,
just anticipating the stewardess coming to plump my pillow.
Listen. I appreciate this, man.
Yeah, whatever.
Hey, where are you going?
Well, in the absence of any alternative, I thought that I would...
go and do it the old-fashioned way.
Yeah, well, you're not going without me.
Joe, you don't have any bullets,
and you are not quick on your feet.
Yeah, well, I'm gonna do what I have to do, Methos!
You got something to tell me? What?
What is it between you and this Amy?
Look, we're wasting time. Hey!
Look, Joe.
Watchers put themselves on the line every day,
but you don't go out there and risk your life for them.
Yeah, well, they're not my daughter.
Okay.
I'm gonna see to the help.
And then you and me, we have to talk.
Dad.
Go around that way.
Damn it.
- Yeah, Dawson. - Good to finally talk to you, Joe.
Amy's told me all about you.
You let her go, Walker!
But you've made me a very unhappy man.
- Yeah, well, life's full of disappointment. - How true.
How true.
- Tell him to go to hell. - Amy!
Now, where were we? Oh, yes.
Our discussion of life.
Okay, talk to me.
I have someone you want.
You have someone I want.
How about a trade, Joe?
You're out of bullets.
When? Where?
Yeah. Yeah.
I got it. I got it.
Two for two.
Nice chaps.
Even left the car keys.
Who was on the phone?
That was, uh... It was Jack Bender.
He's an old Watcher buddy of mine,
and he's got a line on Walker's whereabouts.
Really? Yeah.
That old power station outside Chartres.
Tonight, 6:00.
He's gonna have Amy with him.
Well, we know what we gotta do then.
Yeah.
We know what we gotta do.
So, does she know?
Amy.
Does she know that you're her father?
Ah, it seems like she figured it out.
You didn't tell her, then?
If you don't want to confide in me, Joe, that's-that's fine.
Don't let the fact that I saved your life influence you in any way.
It's nothing new, Methos.
It was my first year at the academy.
I met her mom.
She was married.
And?
Well, we were working late one night.
We had dinner and a nice bottle of wine,
a couple of drinks.
Anyway,
she got pregnant.
Just when I think I know the real Joe Dawson.
Yep. There you have it.
So why didn't you tell her?
Amy's mom loved her husband.
Amy loved him too.
Better to screw up one life instead of four.
They better be dead.
Getting worried?
I'm not the one that should be worried.
Thanks, Joe.
For what? You're the one that saved my ass.
Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me that.
You know, these last few hours,
I feel like there's a bond between us.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Who'd ever have thought I'd end up with a Watcher as my best friend?
Yeah, it's a real puzzler.
Hey, listen. How about a little less chatter and a little more speed?
Okay, buddy.
You know, we actually make a really good team.
We could be like Scully and Mulder. Yeah, right.
Sipowicz and Simone. Whatever.
Caligula and Incitatus. Maybe not Incitatus 'cause he was a horse.
Will you shut up?
Joe?
It's a trap, man.
Walker's waiting for us. He knows we're coming.
I'm supposed to shoot you when we get inside.
He said he was gonna kill Amy.
Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?
But you knew? Of course I knew.
Well, how did you know?
Joe, you never give a Watcher's first and last name.
And you couldn't go to them to help. Then one of them's phoning with information.
You're right. And whenever you lie,
you do this weird thing with your face. What?
Well, you go...
Okay, well, that's the last time I play poker with you.
Why did you drag this out?
I'm easily amused.
Bonding, my ass.
Voila.
Three's a crowd, Walker. Where's Dawson?
- I'm right here. - Joe...
You were supposed to shoot him.
Like I said, life is full of disappointment.
Drop the gun... or I kill her.
If you shoot her, I will shoot you.
And I will make sure the doctor takes your head.
Take a walk, Joe. Take Amy with you.
This is between me and him.
That's all I've ever wanted.
See you later.
I've waited almost 200 years for this.
Do the words "compulsive obsessive" mean anything to you?
Just because I don't like to fight...
doesn't mean that I can't.
So, where do we go from here?
- I don't know. - I wanted to tell you.
So why didn't you?
Your mother and I...
thought it was for the best. The best for who?
Listen to me. I sound like a five year old.
I'm really sorry, Amy.
Yeah, me too.
I gotta go.
Just like that?
I thought I might give this, uh,
this fatherhood thing a shot.
Someday.
When you're ready.
Maybe.
Good-bye, Joe.
Good-bye, honey.
She'll be back.
And how do you know?
'Cause I'm very old and wise.
To someday.
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 Yeah!
I have no rival
No man can be my equal
Take me to the future of your world
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