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Seven centuries have passed since the earth plunged into darkness. Seven

centuries since the Jephthah 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.

There they are.

Intruders located.

Every man to his boat.

I repeat, every man to his boat.

It won't be easy to hold court, Major Iraq.

What are they waiting for?

Where are the surge lights?

Ah! Hot dirt!

Quentin! We've got to get over the reef before the next wave hits us!

Fly! Grab hold of the mast!

To reach the island!

Still down there.

No trace of them, Major Arak.

They must have made it to the island.

Change course. Straight for the island.

It's hope.

Clyde!

It's too late. Clyde has drowned.

No! Clyde is a good swimmer.

Quentin!

What?

It's Clyde.

Look at this.

What is that?

Let's check it out.

Tell them to give up the search. There's nobody here.

Orders for major Iraq.

Abandon the search. Return to the ship.

Where are we?

An underwater city.

Why, it must have been saved by the sea people.

What are those?

Who knows?

We can get in over there.

Wow! Who could build a place like this?

It's fantastic!

Who else but the Jettitor who will teach you the secrets of oceanography?

Oraine?

You mean your Jettitor friend left the island?

Who are you?

My name is Ramirez.

We're looking for a little girl.

My sister.

Clyde? She's fine. She's been asking for you. Come on, I'll show you.

The barge is back, Lord Cortan. I've made inquiries. The pilot tells me.

Ah, Major O 'Rourke.

I suppose you sent that raft to the bottom of the sea.

Indeed. Lord Cortan, I was... Happy hunting, was it? I'll bet the intruders

dared trespass Moganda's waters are now slaving away in the engine room, wishing

they'd never set sail.

No, not exactly.

No. No, not yet.

In fact, they got away from me.

You mean they drowned?

Drowned? Immortals don't drown.

What immortals?

Ramirez and the Highlander, Lord Cortan. The Highlander! And you didn't say

anything! Lord Cortan, we surrounded the island. We patrolled every inch of the

coastline. We found nothing! Nothing!

Then look harder.

The Highlander can't just stay underwater.

Or rain.

Underwater, my lord?

The underwater city. They found it. I want every one of our steps where that

rock went down.

Eternal bow to Cortan.

Or rain.

She won't escape me this time.

You got away from me once before, Oraine. This time you won't be so lucky.

My sword, Malone!

I have a surprise in store for Oraine and her sea people. A surprise, Lord

Cortan? If only I'd known Oraine was there all that time just below the

Sometimes we search high and far for what's right under our noses, my lord.

So here's the jettitor. That's all right.

Ramirez, it's been so long.

Beautiful as ever.

I'm Quentin McCloud, the last of the McClouds. Welcome, Hyland.

Don't worry, Clyde. I'll send two shuttle subs after him. I'm sure they'll

him back.

Can't we go any faster?

The pilots are trying their best, Lord Cortan. We've got a heavy load.

Yes, indeed, Iraq.

Why all these tanks?

We're going to sink them, Iraq.

But our men will sink with them. That is your problem, Rack.

Eternal power to Cortez.

Come on, Gull. Here, boy.

Here, Gull.

We'll take you back to your friend Clyde. At last.

Good boy. Good grand.

Rune, Lainey, hurry up.

It's Vulture.

Let's get back.

Look! We have to warn Orane.

Hurry up! Inside!

Over there!

Vehicles! I want them!

But why leave the island?

Too many hunters.

I preferred to leave and carry on my research here.

Orane, I know that time means little to you here, but...

I haven't forgotten what you're here for, Highlander. But first, before the

quickening, I'd like you to get to know my city better.

Loan.

Loan, we need equipment for our three guests.

Every house is independent, but linked to the control module by these airlocks.

This is the control module.

Over there is the floating market and the sea dark.

It's so peaceful.

I never thought people could create harmony like this.

We've got to break through.

There. Between those two. Through the gap.

Now it's my turn.

One

vehicle

has broken through. Keep it in sight.

He'll lead us straight to the city.

Quentin McCloud, may the knowledge be shared.

We have to evacuate the city.

What's that?

Run, V -Shuttle.

Run, Vulgar. What's going on up there?

It's Cortan.

With a whole army of hunters. They'll destroy us all.

It's all over, Orion.

We're finished.

Warning all sea people.

Prepare to evacuate the city.

Quentin, the airlock.

We'll never be able to get everyone out. We must.

We'll leave, but we'll reconstruct the city somewhere else.

Rune, take one of the vehicles and get Clyde out of here. You must all make

way to the garage.

Wait! Orraine, we have to shift the city.

But, Quentin, it's impossible.

It isn't mobile.

No, but it's built like a sea anemone.

If we can detach the city from its base, it will follow the currents... And

carry us away from danger.

If Cortan doesn't have proof that the city has been destroyed, he'll never

you sea people in peace.

Our oxygen system has been hit.

Air will run out.

I'll check this out. You two get the city center loop.

Okay. Ramirez, check the pressure level.

O 'Rean, lend me your sea whistle.

But... okay.

And now we can leave.

I'm surprised to see me, Highlander.

Major Iraq, they're headed straight at us.

Drop the tanks over and scatter.

I repeat, scatter!

to the sea, people.

And it'll take you some time to get out of there, Highlander.

Quentin, we did it.

And look, we can guide ourselves.

All we have to do is ride the current.

You know something? I'm almost beginning to miss dry land.

Where exactly are we going?

Where else?

For a swim.

Come on, O 'Rean.

Thank you very much.