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Seven centuries have passed since the earth plunged into darkness. Seven
centuries since the Jethiter swore to regain for man his lost knowledge and
freedom. All the immortals took the oath. All except one who dominates the
world. But soon an immortal will come to confront him. His name is Quentin
MacLeod. He is the Highlander.
I'm alive!
Go on.
Too late.
Stop. I said end.
Find the other one. Search everywhere.
He's been hit.
He can't be far from here.
Your final mistake.
Lord, I will explain everything.
No. I'm fed up with your excuses. And fed up with you alone.
No.
Lord.
Please.
You will no longer be my human key.
Point your successor.
Prepare yourself.
No, please, have pity on me. No, no!
No sign of the Dundee, Major Iraq.
He must have got away.
We'll track him down tomorrow.
Tell me!
Never! I'd rather die!
You are fateful and courageous, Dundee.
The perfect slave.
Exactly what I've been looking for.
Arrak! Tell Asclepios to prepare the Room of Oblivion.
The Room of Oblivion? But why?
The Dundee is to become my new human key.
Lock him up until the operation.
Find Malone.
As you wish, Lord Cortan.
Did you hear that?
What?
Somebody's in there and close by.
I'm going to check.
Glenn!
Glenn! What happened?
Glenn!
He's wounded.
They... They captured Neil.
Where did they take him? To Magonta?
Quentin! Quentin, where are you going?
To get Neil.
Out of the question.
What about your mission? Have you forgotten that?
No!
I don't want to be turned into stone.
I wanted you to become acquainted with your successor.
Teach him the tricks of your trade.
And be quick.
You haven't much time left.
No. Lord, please don't do this to me.
Don't kill me. I don't want to die.
Get away from me.
I don't want your pity. Who are you? Why are you wearing that ridiculous mask?
My name is Malone.
I'm an actor.
Aha, an actor.
Well, all that is over and done with.
For you, the acting stops today. In there, your roles will come to an end.
machine will wipe out all your memories, all the lines that took years to learn,
the tirades that impassioned your audiences will vanish into thin air. I
couldn't care less.
Really? And why not?
I'm a mime.
The loan must be borrowed away somewhere.
He's spent so many years living like a rat that he knows all the secret
passages. I want him found.
Now!
Who's there?
Malone!
If you've come to spy on us, believe me, you won't be around long enough to warn
Cortan. Wait!
I haven't been sent by anyone.
Then what are you doing here?
I've come to help you.
Ha! One of Cortan's servants has come to help us.
Wait! Let him talk.
to help you save Neil.
Neil? Is that so? And why do you care about Neil?
Cortan has decided to make the Dundee his next human key.
My replacement.
They'll operate on your friend. He'll lose his identity, all his memory, and
will be one of Cortan's slaves forever.
Continue. I want to remain with and you want to save your friend.
I need you. You need me.
Together, we can free Neil.
Why should we trust you? You have always served Cortan. Why wouldn't you be
faithful to him until the end?
You're wrong.
I haven't always served Cortan.
Before, a long time ago,
I was taken to the room of oblivion and everything I was before
was annihilated.
Pulverized.
Ever since then, I have lived for and through Cortan.
I don't want to lose the little bit of me that's left.
Well, what have you decided?
How can you prove to us that you won't turn us into Cortan?
I can't. You'll have to risk it. But I'm the only chance you have to save Neil.
I know every secret nook and cranny of Moganda.
Agreed.
You won't regret it.
Can't find him.
Malone has disappeared, my lord.
The hunters have looked everywhere, but... I'm not interested in your
Arrak. I need the human key to retrieve my weapons.
Yes, my lord.
So find him. Now.
I want my sword before the Dundee's operation.
Do you understand?
Yes, my Lord, as you wish.
Where do these tunnels lead?
Everywhere. They haven't been used since the initial construction of the city.
I'm the only one who knows about them. Me and the rats.
To the room of oblivion. That's where they're going to operate on Neil.
This way.
And that way, where does it lead?
To the amusement floor. A place I wouldn't recommend.
couldn't trust him.
Don't worry. We aren't finished yet.
That's easy to say. While Neil's getting brainwashed, we're caught in this rat
hole. Which is why we have to get out of here and find the room of oblivion.
Come on, quick.
Major O 'Rourke.
We found him in one of the hallways.
He just gave himself up.
Cortan is waiting for you, Malone.
You hate me, don't you?
But don't worry.
After your operation, your opinion of me will change.
You'll call me Lord.
Never. Oh, but you will.
Start the machine, Asclepius.
My lord, Malone is here.
Here you are at last, you worm.
Are you ready?
Master, you wish to be rid of me, and yet neither Arrak nor Asclepios have
been able to do what I have just accomplished.
What do you mean?
I bring you the one thing that you desire more than anything else in the
Impossible.
He's lying, my lord, to save his miserable skin.
Cortan's close by.
I know, I felt it too. But he'll never find us here.
They are here.
Where did you see them?
Doc! On the amusement floor.
Continue the operation.
There, the light.
Neil! This must be the room of oblivion.
Feel a shnight.
Thank you.
Don't move.
Over there.
Go on, get in.
Excellent.
Now let's get out of here.
of Moganda yet.
We need a hostage, just in case Cortan tries to stop us from leaving.
Thank you for a long time, Highlander.
One more step and I kill Malone. Oh, please do.
Save me the trouble.
The life of a human key means nothing to me.
I'm talking about your sword, Cortan.
Your beloved sword will be lost forever if I kill Malone. Without him, you can
never open the vault where your weapons are locked.
And what if you came with us?
Out there, I'm a nobody. But here, I am the
human key to the weapon.
Eternal power to Cortan.
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