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NARRATOR: He is immortal.

Born in the highlands of Scotland 400 years

ago, he is not alone.

There are others like him.

Some good, some evil.

For centuries he has battled the forces of darkness, with

holy ground his only refuge.

He cannot die unless you take his head,

and with it his power.

In the end, there can be only one.

He is Duncan MacLeod, the Highlander.

[SONG PLAYING - QUEEN, "PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE"]

[noises of people working out]

-Hey, MacLeod.

You the new owner?

-That's right.

-Why'd you buy this place?

-Because it was for sale.

-Well, I'll just pack up my office.

All right?

-I wanted you to run it for me.

-Do I get a raise?

-Don't push it, Charlie.

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Hey, Charlie.

There's no hot water again!

-Hey, a new heater is going to cost you $450.

I'm coming.

-Hey, Mac.

You hungry?

I'm hungry.

-Oh, what's new?

-Hey, come on.

We gotta eat.

Let's go.

I'll buy.

-All right.

-On schedule.

-Dead on schedule.

-Mm.

Sweet.

Thanks, Rico.

Take care.

Mm.

Rico's chili dogs.

Ain't nothing on Earth like 'em.

-It's a good thing you're one of us.

You might actually recover from that stuff.

-You sure?

I remember Tessa loved these things.

Mac, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean anything.

-She was part of our lives, Richie.

Never pretend she wasn't.

-I don't.

I--

I keep waking up, every morning--

-Expecting her to be there?

-Yeah.

-Get used to it.

It won't be the last time it happens to you.

-When does it start getting easier?

-It doesn't.

-Right.

He'll be out any minute now.

-I keep waiting to feel differently.

Like somebody's gonna tell me how to be, what to do.

-What were you expecting, a set of instructions?

-Well, Mac, even Superman had--

-You're not Superman, Richie.

-There's an immortal nearby.

I can feel it.

-Smile, you fat bastard.

-Good morning, ambassador.

-Yes, good morning.

Uh, please, I think the person you're looking--

[gunshot]

-Johnny.

Take the ambassador!

-Excuse me, mister.

You a mustard and kraut kind of guy?

Personally, I like chili cheese.

[gunshots]

[scream]

-No!

No!

Tommy!

No!

[shouts in foreign language]

-Come on.

Come on, hurry!

[police sirens]

-Mr. Ambassador.

Are you OK, sir?

-Yes, thank you.

-You're a dead man.

-She strike you as the sincere type?

I was afraid of that.

I was staring right down the barrel of that creep's gun.

I can't believe it.

Mac, right down the barrel.

And I didn't even blink.

Is that how it feels every time?

-No.

Only when you're a damn fool.

-What's eating you?

-That was a MAC-10.

45 rounds every second and a half.

Do you know how many people could have been killed?

-Yeah, but nobody was.

-Because you got lucky.

What if she'd hit you?

-Mac, I can't die.

-That's right.

You take 50 slugs to the chest, and you survive.

How do you explain that?

As it was, a man died.

And he's not coming back.

-He deserved it.

-Did he?

Did you have a good look at his soul?

You better start learning the game, and I mean now.

-Fine.

You teach me.

-Ugh!

-Come on.

Get up!

Get up!

You're off-- you're off the mat.

Try it again.

Get up.

Come on, get up!

And again.

Come here.

Try it again.

-Agh!

-Get up!

Come on.

-Yaah!

-Come on.

Try and take me!

-Aaah!

-You're gonna have to do better than that.

Come on, once again.

At least you got the yell right.

-No more.

I'm finished.

-Finished?

What are you doing off the mat without your shoes?

Run, get your shoes.

You haven't even started to learn.

-Learn what?

50 ways to land on my head?

What are you doing this to me for?

What the hell did I do?

-What did you do?

What did you do?

She's coming for you, Richie, and she's only the first.

You've gotta be good.

You've gotta be ready.

-Oh, Mac.

Killing me is not gonna make me ready.

-Isn't it?

-You know what I think?

This isn't about me, or her.

It's about Tessa.

-Tessa's got nothing to do with this.

-Bull, Mac.

You can't get past it.

I know, you've seen a lot of people die.

But you had to be the hero.

You sent us out to the car that night.

You could have been there.

-Let it go, Richer.

-No.

You look me in the eye and you tell me you don't blame

yourself for her death.

-I'm trying to protect you from Annie Devlin.

-Annie Devlin's in jail.

She can't hurt me!

I'll see you around.

-But you can fight, MacLeod.

Better than any man I've ever seen.

With you on our side--

-I'm sorry, Annie.

You put yourselves in danger for no reason.

-Dammit, how can you say no?

-Because this isn't my fight.

Or yours.

-Cary's the man I love.

This fight is my fight.

And it should be yours.

How can you turn away?

-Experience.

I know how these things end.

-It'll end in freedom.

-No.

It'll end in death.

For some of you, maybe.

Maybe for some of them.

But mainly for the women and children who get in the way.

-Damn your stubborn hide, MacLeod.

Well, at least have a drink with us.

Right.

To the cause?

-No, Annie.

To happiness.

-Carrie.

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

[shouting]

-Come on.

Come on!

[sobbing]

Go!

[gunshots]

-I can't run anymore.

-It's OK.

I think we lost them.

-How much farther?

-It's just over there.

I'm sorry about Cary.

-Don't worry.

He'll have his revenge.

-Come on.

Come on.

-No, MacLeod.

You go on.

-Annie, you can't kill them all.

-I can try.

Oh, why don't you stay?

It'll be a beautiful war.

-War's never beautiful, Annie.

Leave with me.

This'll never end.

-It will when we win.

Or when there's no one left alive to fight.

-Goodbye, Annie.

-Where you going?

-My place.

The zoo.

Anywhere there's no mat for you to dump me on.

-You come in second to Annie, you'll die.

Forever.

-I'll take my chances.

[door closing]

-We know all about you and your pals.

You're an outlaw, even to your own.

So save yourself 50 years hard time and tell us where your

people are.

-Go to hell.

-Oh, that's original.

So what's your real name, missy?

Your types have been using Annie Devlin for 75 years.

-I'm well-preserved.

-You're a disgrace to all of us, is what you are.

-And you're a pig who cares more about his own fat arse

than his people.

-Don't you talk to me about my own people.

How many of my people have you murdered?

-Only the traitors.

-You'll be 80 years old and all used up before you see

daylight again.

-Oh, I think I'll be seeing it sooner than that.

-Not unless you give us something damned interesting.

-You want something interesting?

-For once in your life, do the right thing.

Oof!

-Why?

-I don't know what it is, but it ain't doing you any good

lookin' at it.

-You want something?

-Look, MacLeod, I've seen men chewed up before.

-Let me worry about that.

-Yeah, well, it ain't just you, man.

It's Richie.

Look, I know you're my boss, and maybe it's none of my

business.

-You're right.

It's not.

-No.

But I'm going to tell you anyway.

You gotta back off, man.

You're laying into the kid too hard.

-Has to be done.

-Why?

Because of that terrorist woman?

Well, if that's what it is, you can stop worrying.

-Why?

-It's all over the news.

She took a header from the 10th floor

of the Federal Building.

She's dead, man.

-Ugh!

-How's it going?

-Mac.

Hey.

Um--

I, uh--

thought I'd work out a little.

-Good.

-Um, listen, uh-- you were right--

-I was wrong.

-Mac, uh--

I was wrong about what I said about Tessa.

I'm sorry.

-No, you were right.

I've just been losing a lot of people lately.

I didn't want to lose you, too.

-Well, that makes two of us.

-So, listen, uh, tough guy-- wanna beat the hell out of me

again?

-Yeah, I'll take it a little easier on you this time.

-Good.

-Richie, look.

Um--

Annie's escaped.

-Well don't look so bummed.

She'll be so busy hiding from the cops, she won't have time

to come after me.

-The cops think she's dead.

-Then they won't be after her?

But she will be after me.

-Yeah.

Make sure you have the stance here.

Use your post.

Now sit there..

OK.

Take the blade, you look right hand.

To the first position.

Bend your legs.

And go for a parry here.

Cut forward.

Cut.

Parry.

Cut.

Cut.

Lunge.

Now stay there.

Stay there.

Don't move.

When you have your weight there--

align the foot.

You're being off-balance.

See how that is?

Straighten this leg.

Straighten it.

Straighten it.

The lunge is here.

Like me.

Parry.

Cut backwards.

here.

No, the other way.

Backwards.

Go.

Parry.

Cut.

Parry.

Cut.

Lunge.

Good.

And back.

Parry.

Cut.

Parry.

Cut.

Lunge.

Now go back to parry again.

Show me parry.

OK, it's a little low.

You're gonna have to bring it up a little higher, otherwise

you're going to get cut.

Don't bring it down here, because it's not gonna save

you.

-Right.

-You'll have this happen, OK?

Same from the other side.

Covering your neck.

Good.

Make sure you [inaudible].

Come on, come on!

On your parry.

Parry is here.

Ready?

Parry.

Try it again.

Same thing again.

Go on.

[inaudible]

-Either way?

-Yes.

Either way.

Go.

Come on, come on!

It's all right.

OK, I'm gonna teach you Annie's favorite move.

It's your best chance of stopping her.

I want you to come for a lateral

cut to my right shoulder.

There.

Now she'll come under your blade, like this, bringing it

back over this way, trapping your arm, and coming around

for the fatal blow.

OK?

A little faster this time.

-So what happens if she does something else?

-[inaudible].

There is a counter to it, though.

When she has you here, like this, step back.

OK?

-Mm-hm.

-Ready?

Go.

Good.

Now, envelop the blade.

And disarm her.

Then she's at your mercy.

Try that again.

OK, down from there.

Little faster this time.

-OK.

-Ready?

Go.

[SONG PLAYING - QUEEN, "PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE"]

-Oh, thanks to you.

-I never thought they'd get her.

She died a martyr to the cause.

To Annie.

-Mick.

Neal.

I didn't know you cared.

-Annie.

-I thought I told you to meet me at the lighthouse?

-We waited.

But then we heard you were dead.

-Keep it down, or we will be.

Do you believe everything you read?

-So how the hell did you escape?

-That doesn't matter.

All that does is the work we have to do.

-The ambassador.

-Later.

The kid first.

-We know where we can find him.

[heavy breathing]

-Turn your hip.

Turn your hop.

Both hands.

One-two, one-two.

Yeah, that's it.

One-two.

Come on.

Little harder.

Focus.

Come on.

That's good, that's good.

You and MacLeod work things out all right, man?

-Close enough.

Charlie, I'm done.

-Come on.

So soon?

-I like you, Charlie, but I got a new bike to pick up.

And a friend I haven't seen in a long time.

-Well, some advice, then, Richie.

-Talk to me.

Stance, shoulders, what?

-Shower, man.

Your friend'll thank you for it.

-Thanks, Charlie.

Catch you later.

Thanks for the deal, Ron.

Take it easy.

-Take care, Rich.

-Glad you could make it.

-What's the matter?

Forget your sword?

Sorry I asked.

-Don't worry.

I will take your head.

But first I'm gonna hurt you.

-What for?

Trying to save an old man's life?

-We were executing an enemy.

-Don't flatter yourself, lady.

That was murder.

You were the one with a gun.

-And you interfered.

A good man was killed.

-That good man was a butcher.

-His name is Tommy.

He was my husband.

-Oof!

Ugh!

This is nothing, lady.

I've had the crap beat out of me by the best.

-What's your name?

-Richie.

-Say goodbye, Richie.

-Goodbye, Richie.

-You're still worried about him?

Come on.

The woman's dead.

-That's right.

[buzzing]

-What the hell happened to you?

-You were right, Charlie.

Should have taken that shower.

-No, it's all right.

I'll take him.

-How'd you get here?

-I drove.

-It's all right.

Adrenaline's a wonderful thing.

-We gotta have somebody look at him.

-No, he's gonna be all right.

-What the hell are you talking about?

We gotta get him to a hospital.

-No doctor.

-It looks worse than it is, Charlie.

Besides, I think my insurance ran out.

-Fine.

Your funeral.

-Take it easy.

-You'll be fine.

-Oh, that's very reassuring, Mac.

But it still hurts.

-You got lucky this time, Richie.

-You call this lucky?

-Yeah.

You still have your head.

I know Annie.

She missed you once.

It won't happen again.

-Fine.

So you speed up my training.

-Not me.

Charlie.

-Charlie?

What are you gonna do?

Thanks.

-If we wait here, it's her game.

She sets the time and the place.

I have to get to her first.

-How you gonna be able to find her, Mac?

It's a big city.

-I don't know.

-Actually, didn't she say something to one of her guys

after the hit at the consulate?

-Like what?

-I can't remember.

-Think.

-I can't remember.

It was gibberish.

-Well, what did it sound like?

-It sounded, uh--

chuck solace.

Eh, I must be wrong.

It sounds like a baseball player.

-Chuck solace?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's it.

That's it.

It's Gaelic.

It means lighthouse.

-Go back to the car.

Take a right up the hill and wait for me.

-Come again?

-I said go back to the car and take a drive.

-What's wrong?

-Nothing I can't handle.

-Are we enemies?

-If it comes to it.

-Not by my choice.

-Couldn't have beaten you before, MacLeod.

But now?

I think I just might.

-You might at that.

But I guess it would be a shame to waste this.

It's Irish.

Hundreds of years old.

-Damn you, Duncan MacLeod.

-To happiness?

To happiness.

-To the cause.

All right, to happiness.

-Yeah, I still don't believe it, man.

-Like I said, I'm a fast healer.

Besides, it was mostly bruises.

So, Charlie.

How'd you get into this business, anyway?

-It was love, man.

Yeah.

My mom was black.

My dad, he was Italian.

Trouble is, we lived in a tough hood.

And the brothers figured that I was Italian, so if they

caught me, they used do that to me.

You see?

And for, uh, similar reasons, the Italians

figured I didn't belong.

So they'd try to do this, or, uh, even--

So I got sick and tired of getting my butt kicked, if you

know what I mean.

-Yeah, Charlie.

I'm beginning to.

-So I joined the Seals.

-Travel, huh?

Meet exotic enemies?

-Hey, I learned a trade, man.

-Yeah, yeah.

Right, right, right.

I'm sure you did.

-Won't do you any good, you know.

-What won't?

-Getting me drunk.

Acting sentimental about the old days.

-Why not?

-Why not what?

-Why not get sentimental about the old days?

-Because I'm still going to kill Richie.

-Why?

Won't bring Tommy back.

Won't bring anyone back.

Nothing you do brings anyone back.

'Cause they're dead.

Nothing.

-You lost someone too, didn't you?

-I see we have something in common.

-Agh!

-You're not bad.

Little rough around the edges, but you got a

real feel for it.

Kind of reminds me of me.

-Thanks, Charlie.

I'd say we come from similar neighborhoods.

-Ain't nothing similar about us, man.

-You think nobody else has problems?

-Yeah, but mine come from being unique,

you know what I mean?

-I think I can empathize.

-Empathize.

-I wanna know one thing.

What did you think, that I'd come back to Dublin?

-You abandoned me.

-I never abandoned you, Annie.

-You abandoned the cause!

-I never had your cause!

-No, you just had your own.

-It wasn't your cause, either, Annie.

-Liar!

-How many boys did you send to their deaths?

Hm?

How many?

How about Cary?

And Tommy?

How many more?

-Dammit, MacLeod.

Come on.

-Annie, I'm warning you.

-Come on, fight.

That's it.

Come on.

Fight, dammit.

-No.

-Live forever.

But I feel so dead inside.

Are you dead inside, MacLeod?

Are you dead, or are you alive?

Never happened.

-Funny.

Seemed real enough to me.

-Don't start me, MacLeod.

You know what I mean.

It was an accident.

-Maybe we should have had that accident years ago.

-We would have.

Didn't you know that?

-If I would have joined you.

-But it doesn't matter now.

I know what I am, and what I have to do.

-You don't have to do anything.

Last night we were--

-Last night we were drunk.

-Is that all it was?

-It really doesn't matter, MacLeod.

It's a blood debt.

You know that.

Richie's life for Timmy's.

I have no choice.

-Then neither will I. You come after Richie, you'll have to

go through me.

-MacLeod.

It really was a grand night.

-You found her.

-By the lighthouse, yeah.

-So?

You were gone the whole night.

You fought, right?

-Not exactly.

-Not exactly?

What do you mean, not exactly?

-Look, Richie, it's complicated.

Don't ask me to explain.

But she's coming for you.

I want you to get out of the city until she gives up.

-I don't believe this.

What have I been busting my butt for?

-To learn to survive and not get slaughtered.

-Not get slaughtered?

Look, Mac, maybe you couldn't face her.

But I can.

-Richie, this isn't about guts.

She wants your head.

And I can't kill her.

Don't you understand?

-I understand that I'm supposed to face an immortal,

and you want me to cut out and run.

-I want you to live.

-Hey, Richie.

You training today or what, man?

-Yeah, yeah, Charlie.

I'll be there in one second.

All right, I'll go.

-I'll tell Charlie we're leaving.

-No.

That's OK.

I'll do it myself.

-Charlie, where's Richie?

-He just left.

-Where did he go?

-I don't know.

He just blew past me, all right?

-Damn.

-MacLeod?

MacLeod, what the hell's going on?

-Where's my bag?

-Where's MacLeod?

-He's not here.

It's just you and me.

-Good.

Then you've saved me a lot of trouble.

-Maybe not.

-Somebody's been teaching you.

-You can learn a lot from watching television.

-Tommy wasn't afraid to die.

Are you?

-Damn right.

Mostly I'm just pissed.

-So am I!

-Yah!

Yah!

[grunts]

You're better than I thought.

-I'm not done yet!

-Do it.

Do it!

I would.

[shout]

You're a fool, you know.

I'll come for you.

-No, you won't.

-He killed Tommy.

-And he gave you your life in return.

This has to end, Annie.

How you doing?

-Fine.

Perfect.

I'm alive, aren't I?

-You don't look too happy about it.

-I could have killed her, Mac.

I mean, that's what I'm supposed to do, right?

-Sometimes.

-I couldn't do it.

I thought I could.

But I couldn't.

Maybe I'm just not cut out for this.

-You're still who you are, Richie.

You don't change when you become immortal.

You just live longer.

-Hopefully.

-Oh, boy.

I'd say I got a lot to learn.

-You still have time.

Take good care of it.

Life with it.

Make it part of you.

It might be the only friend you have.

[SONG PLAYING - QUEEN, "PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE"]