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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.

Are you quite sure, Valka?

Do you doubt the reliability of my spy, Asclepius?

But a new city?

In the Septentrion Desert?

It's a thing.

Cortan will never allow it.

Moganda has not endured for seven centuries by tolerating challengers.

There is more, Asclepius.

Wouldn't you like to know whose city this is?

Yes, I would.

Excellent. This is too good to be true. We must tell Cortan at once.

And Arrak, too.

And so, my lord, thanks to our excellent network of spies, we were able to bring

you this information.

And waste your time.

My lord, this matter is not worth your attention.

Had Asclepios told me first, my hunters would have destroyed the city by now.

Are you sure, Arrak?

My lord, Arrak has already tried and failed to stop the leader of this new

What? That's a lie!

My lord, the leader of the city in the Septentrion Desert is none other than

451, the renegade hunter who deserted Maganda and who has escaped capture by a

wrath ever since.

But perhaps he will be successful this time.

I shall leave this evening to destroy this city, Lord Cortan, and I guarantee

will bring back the traitor in chains or in pieces.

Eternal power to Cortan.

Can't you see? I'm busy.

Doing what?

I'm reading.

It's what you do with books, and this is a book.

A what?

A book. See?

A book can contain almost anything.

In books, you'll find joy, sorrow, the highest mountains, and the deepest seas.

The sky and the stars and the center of the earth, all in books.

Maybe someday I'll teach you to read.

No, thanks.

I'd rather play with gall.

You come with me. The rest of you get those animals.

I hoped Cortan would put a rack in prison.

Don't be a fool. At least we got him out of our hair for a while.

And maybe 451 will prove too much for that great hunter, a rack.

That's true.

have served us well. When our great city is completed, and we have

taken our throne as the emperor of 451opolis, you shall serve

as my minister of wealth. For we are 451, and we shall rule

forever. Eternal power to 451.

It's 451 City.

Who are you?

My name's Han. I'm a slave here, just like you.

I'm no slave. I'm getting out of here.

Ah! Hey!

How come you don't have these on?

Because I know how to get them off.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Come on!

is 451 City. At least it will be when it's all dug up.

Hey, I've seen those things before. Those are books.

Whoa, look at them all.

Ramirez wouldn't believe it.

Who's Ramirez?

You'll find out. It won't be long before they come and get you. Ramirez really

likes books.

That's nothing. There's millions more in that building.

Hey, you kids!

Get to work!

Where is she?

Whoever took the gathers took her, too.

But why?

I have a feeling Clyde is much closer than you think.

What did I tell you?

Clyde!

Don't look so disappointed, McCloud. These tracks were made by our gathers.

And I bet the McClouds soar that she's with them.

Let's go.

Good work, Golf. Now, let's see where those tracks lead.

I never knew sand was so heavy.

I told you there were millions of them in here.

I wonder what they're for.

For reading, of course.

Anybody knows that.

What's reading?

It's what you do with books. These books are filled with, um... With...

What did Ramirez say?

Oh, yeah. With houses and oceans.

Day parties and hats.

Houses, really? And hats? I want a hat.

There's no hats or houses.

Yes, there are. I found a house.

They're really nice.

Where?

Wow, this reading stuff is cool.

What is that?

It's a city.

But what's it doing here?

Clyde is down there somewhere.

I'm going to find her.

Hey! Get down!

The city's being attacked!

What are they doing here?

You cruel. You thought you could escape me.

I mean, surrender!

Surrender!

Books! Books!

Don't you know books are evil?

They're full of demons and magic and nightmares.

Cortan has decreed that all books must be destroyed.

Major Arrak, perhaps Cortan would like to know where there are even more books?

More? More than these?

That's impossible.

Where are they?

There, in there.

In there?

You, go in and bring them out.

Didn't you hear me?

That's an order!

Lead these men into the library.

If anyone refuses, you know what to do.

But books are dangerous.

Cortan said so. Who knows what those books will do to us if we go in there.

Why don't you go, Major O 'Reilly?

Me? I mean, uh... I have a better idea.

Send the slaves to bring them out.

Yes, sir.

Send in the slaves!

We searched the whole city. There's only one place left to look. She must be in

there. You agree, Ramirez?

Ramirez, are you listening to me?

Ramirez, hey, wake up. What's the matter with you?

After all these centuries, is it possible?

Burn everything.

I don't want one building left standing, especially the library.

Not the library.

Ramirez. What's happened?

Don Ramirez.

Captain Ramirez.

Don Herminio is burning the entire city. All of it. Even the great library.

What? He can't. The greatest treasures of the spirit must not be destroyed.

I will not let him.

Hurry, McBride.

You are too late.

He must be stopped.

Ramirez, what are you doing?

We've got to find Clyde.

All right. If you won't save her, I will.

Give me the McCloud sword.

Did you hear that?

Go away!

Quentin! Now, that's no way to greet your brother.

Yay! Hooray! I told you he'd come.

This should make a pretty bonfire.

Light those torches!

Are you deaf?

Have you forgotten how to take orders? Burn those books!

No, Major!

The books are full of magic! We'll all be cursed!

Idiot! Give me that!

I'll do it myself!

Ramirez, look out!

Who shot that?

Hey! Who's that?

Of course, I should have known he'd show up.

And that means... The Highlander.

Cortan will be so pleased to know I found him.

Murr, near the dune, get him!

Where's Ramirez's boat?

I don't know, but there's too many for him. Unless I...

Whatever happens, stay here.

Iraq! Looking for someone?

It wouldn't be me, would it?

Stop! Forget Ramirez! Get the Highlander!

Thanks to you, McCloud, I may now be able to save what I was unable to save

before.

Bye. Bye.

Crater, take this sword.

Who? Me?

Yes, you.

You either take the handle or the point. Get it?

Come with me.

Be alert.

Over there. You go that way. We'll trap him in the middle.

This time, the treasures of the spirit will remain intact until men are worthy

to reclaim them.

Now, just you and me, Arrak.

Take your sword.

Quentin, get out! I set the explosives!

With this stroke, I avenge my mother!

Quentin! Quentin, hurry! It's going to blow!

Your time will come, Arrak.

Why did you do that, Ramirez?

Cortan fears the knowledge in books.

They must not be destroyed.

Someday, perhaps, when men are again free, this treasure can be reclaimed.

Look!