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

centuries since the Jettiter 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.

Eternal power to Cortan!

Is the base operational, Asclepius? I... I don't know, Lord Cortan. We've been

working at it for days now, but this technology is totally new to us. We have

gathered our best scientists from Uganda.

All of our technology has been mobilized.

Enough babble.

I want results.

This base must be operational!

Move the service truck to the firing location.

Look, a shooting star.

Quick, make a wish.

That's no shooting star. Get down.

I've seen the last of those.

But what is it?

A ground missile, self -propelled with a radius of 1 ,300 kilometers.

It's a terrible weapon, capable of destroying a city in seconds.

Program more missiles.

Yes, my lord.

One, two, four. One, one, six.

Lord, the targets have been programmed. The missiles are ready to fire.

Fire the first barrage.

Yes, Lord.

You sent for me, Lord Cortan.

Iraq, I want you out on the field.

Now!

Let's go.

We have to help the survivors.

Get down!

We've got to find shelter.

Over there!

The curse!

The curse!

There

is no

escape.

Maganda's new weapon is omnipotent and will destroy everything in its path.

There is only one way to save your miserable skin.

Find the Highlander and turn him over to Lord Cortaz. The bombing will stop

shortly. You have until midnight to find the Highlander and surrender him to

Moganda. If you fail, the bombing will resume and you will all be doomed!

Twelve hours! Not a minute more!

We will never give in to Blackmail!

It's McCloud's fault.

Twelve hours! Not a minute more!

You have twelve hours to turn McCloud over!

What do we have to do if they tell us? No!

The Highlander is our ally!

If we don't obey, we'll all be killed!

It's the only way we can save the lives of our women and children!

Act quickly!

We've already paid a heavy price for McCloud!

We need to get the survivors to a safe place before the bombing starts again.

Yeah!

that's happened is his fault. This curse is all his fault. But...

It's not a curse.

Leave! Don't stay here!

The hunters have given us 12 hours to capture you or they'll continue the

bombing. Everybody knows the ultimatum. Wherever you go, you won't be safe.

Go! Get out of here quickly!

We better leave, Quentin.

But I have nothing to do with this. Because you keep running from Cortan, we

suffer. We're innocent and we're going to pay for your cowardice.

I'm not a coward, Ramirez.

You and I know that, McCloud, but they... They don't understand.

Get down, Clyde, quick.

Why? Do as you're told.

What's going on here?

I've had enough.

I'm going to confront Cortan, head on.

No, Quentin. If you do that, you fall into his trap.

This is my responsibility.

They're right to hate me.

I can't run away anymore.

Quentin! Quentin!

Come on, Clyde. Get on.

Quentin!

Don't make me use it.

I lost my whole family in the fire.

I have nothing left to lose.

Glenn,

Neil, you want to turn me in as well?

No, we've come to help you.

Quentin, these men are your friends.

I don't want you to go to Magonda.

Listen to her, McCloud. You almost made a terrible mistake.

That's exactly what Corten was hoping for. But what can we do to stop these

missiles? We'll have to find a way. In fact, there's just a few hours left.

There must be a way to sabotage their missile system.

We can try.

Well, let's go. We don't have a minute to lose.

Only a few hours left.

Asclepios, prepare the missiles for launch.

Yes, Lord.

Clyde.

Drip, drop, tick, pop, boom!

The last target has been programmed.

One false move and we all blow up.

These wires set off a missile. If we divert them, the charge will explode

here.

I hope we have enough time.

Alert! Intruders!

There's something wrong.

Somebody has gotten inside the base.

MacLeod, he's finally made up his mind.

Malone, my thorn.

Serve it with a smile, my lord.

Should I stop the countdown, my lord?

No.

Why stop it, MacLeod, when we can crush them all?

There's no time left.

Hold them off.

I'm almost finished.

What?

They just don't build missile bases like they used to.

Quentin!

Forgive me, Highlander.

Forgive us all for doubting you. We were so afraid.

We lost our heads.

We all lose our heads when fear takes over.

How come you kept yours, Mr. Immortal?

Maybe the student is getting better than the master.

Sure.