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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.

They've gone all out this time.

I'm scared, Quentin.

There's got to be a way out of here.

Easy to say, but hard to find.

Maybe an underground passage. Some sort of secret tunnel. Something.

Why not a secret bookshelf behind the fireplace?

All of the exits have been blocked off, Major.

Excellent work.

From now on, you won't be able to question the efficiency of my troops.

Without our spy network, you and your hunters would never have been able to

the rebel.

So you say.

This victory, Arrak, belongs to us, the bureaucrats.

Whether you like it or not.

And Cortan will be the judge of that.

It's the parking garage. It must connect to the overpass at the top.

If we can reach the parking garage, we might have a chance.

That won't be easy.

Do you have something better to suggest, McCloud?

Hurry, Clyde.

Almost there.

They're not after Gaul.

Looks

like

your little adventure has come to an end. Take them away!

Quentin!

Got it!

You and me, Iraq, if you dare.

Your men are watching. You're not going to let them down, are you?

I thought you gave up fighting, Ramirez.

For you, I'll make an exception.

Did you enjoy today's lesson, Rack?

Not one more move.

All right.

Just don't hurt her.

How typical.

To hide behind a child.

No, Arrak. You have no right to do that.

You're finished.

Sir! No!

Sir! Sir!

You fool, Arrak.

I didn't mean to. He ran into it. It was an accident.

You seem to be going very well, Major.

You appear a bit pale.

And in an amusement park. Aren't we having fun?

He's losing blood fast.

We have to save him!

Lord Cortez. It seems one of your favorite toys has been broken.

Lord, we must do something quickly.

He's lost so much blood.

What is one man's life worth?

when the moment has come for the final combat.

But, Lord, he can still be of use to you. You must save him.

Mortals pass away, but we remain.

You will replace him. No, no. Please tell me how to save him. I beg of you,

Cortan.

Gather round and listen to the song of the bureaucrat.

Who lost his blood and very quickly emptied off his life.

Enough! Stop! Don't you like my song?

You really should, you know.

My song could have helped you.

What? How?

It tells you how to heal.

What? If you want to save Asclepius's life, you need blood.

Blood? Yes!

The blood of an immortal.

Another immortal.

You can't be choosy.

Listen to the song of the wounded bureaucrat who lost his butt and very

emptied out.

We can't stay here.

The parking garage.

It's our last chance.

Save me, Valka.

Please. I don't want to.

Shh. Don't speak.

Save your strength.

Don't. Please don't leave me here, Valka.

I will save you. I know what to do.

My lord, we've found the rebels. They've gone into the parking garage. Tell the

troops to surround it, Iraq.

The moment is near, Lord.

Are the fireworks going to begin?

Quentin, they're leaving.

Ramirez?

What are they doing?

I don't know, but I don't like it.

What are you looking for, Ramirez?

I had the same model.

Long ago.

Victory was brilliant, my lord.

Get them out of there.

I shall rid myself of the Highlander in the exact spot where they tried to get

rid of me.

Take him to the Hill of Oath.

You're so sentimental, Lord Cortez.

I'll save you, sir.

Nothing can stop me now.

Why have you done this? You know I'm not responsible for Asclepius's death.

Vengeance won't bring him back.

He isn't dead.

What do you want from us?

Your blood. That's what I want. Only an immortal's blood is capable of saving

him.

She's right, Quentin. Our blood type is universal. It's good for all mortals.

Oh, God.

Sir, what's the matter?

Stay still, sir. You're too weak to move.

Quentin, you have to do something.

But we can't stay here any longer.

here. I know it.

Here we go again.

I can't go any further.

You have to help him. He took a sword that was meant for you.

Nonsense. He was simply obeying Cortan's orders.

He's Cortan's most devoted servant.

Why should we save him?

We can't let him die without trying to help Ramirez.

It's inhuman.

And how do you know it's not a trap?

I'll give him my blood.

No, I'll do it. You have to be able to defend yourself.

Do you have everything for the transfusion?

Everything we need is here.

Hello, Malone.

Pleased to meet you.

Iraq!

Yes, Lord.

Follow me.

Wait for me, Lord Gordown. Wait for me.

Pleased to meet you.

It worked.

He's waking up.

He's been saved.

But... You have betrayed us.

It was a trap. Kortan is nearby.

Quick, Quentin, go. Go now.

And take Clyde with you.

It's too late. You've lost.

The bureaucrats have defeated the rebels.

Kortan will be so proud of me.

Please, Quentin.

Get out of here.

If you don't help us escape, you can say farewell to your dearest Galepios.

You still here?

Too many desserts.

You're getting fat.

The

combat

is near, Lord Gordon.

Wait, McCloud.

What? Broken mirror. Bad luck.

Look!

We can escape through this rattle.

Clyde, you go first.

See, it's all dark in here, and it goes down.

Ah!

Now you get it!

beat you, MacLeod.

Your head will roll at my feet, as did the head of Connor MacLeod.

Lord Cortez! They got out through there!

Don't even think about following us.

I knew you bureaucrats had to be behind this. When Cortan learns

how you have betrayed him, he'll knock you out like candles.

I wouldn't give much for your chances either, Arrak. When he finds out that

almost killed me... You were taking the law into your own hands.

You disobeyed the laws of Mogonda, a rat.

Hmm.

I conclude that it is in all of our best interests if Cortan never finds out

about this.

Agree?

It won't bother me to leave this place.

Yeah, this place is really children.