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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 for 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.

THEME SONG: Here we are, born to be kings.

We're the princes of the universe.

I am immortal.

I have inside me blood of kings.

I have no rival.

No man can be my equal.

Send me to the future of your world.

[crowd cheering and yelling]

[bell ringing]

-I told you, didn't I, Georgie?

Didn't I tell you?

Hook off the jab?

-Yeah, you told me, Tommy, you told me.

-This kid--

get your face outta here--

this kid fought like a champion tonight.

Rodriguez never knew what hit him.

-That left jab into the right hook was just--

-Great fight, Sully.

-[YELLING]

-I haven't seen anybody move in the ring

like that for years.

You remind me of Rocky Gallavin.

Hey, this is Charlie DeSalva.

Tommy Sullivan.

-Tommy, how are you?

-Georgie, Georgie.

Come with us!

Come with us!

-Nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you too, thanks.

-Who's Rocky Gallavin man?

-He's before your time.

-The kid showed some real talent tonight.

-He don't move to the left so good?

-Who cares how he moves?

He's white.

They can punch like hell.

You know what I see when I look at a boy like that?

Money.

-Good fight, Thunder.

-Your boy got lucky.

-Lucky my ass!

-How much you pay the ref to stop the fight?

-You want another beating?

[all angrily yelling]

-This is just like old times, huh?

[laughing]

-That's the beauty of it.

For 30 grand, you get 10%.

That's a hell of a bargain.

-You shouldn't have any problem finding investors.

-I'm just trying to take care of my friends first.

How about you, Charlie?

-That's a little too rich for my blood.

-You guys are walking away from a fortune.

It's all set.

Tonight, everything turns around from here.

-So you got the money then?

-He's in, just like I promised.

-Your friend's either deaf or one hell of liar, man.

-Either that, or he spends them on their investors.

-Yeah, maybe.

Hey, look, I got a date with Helen.

I'll catch you later.

Keep a hand on your wallet.

-You were great out there, kid.

-You want something here?

-Maybe now is not the time, but we need to talk.

-I know what you want.

He's not for sale.

-Sully, maybe we should listen to--

-What?

You manage yourself now?

-I just--

-I'll make you a good offer.

-He said he wasn't interested.

-Who are you?

Maybe some other time, kid.

-Maybe you should get the hell out of here.

[laughing]

-In honor of your victory, Georgie, Mac is going to take

us out for a few drinks, right?

[crowd chatter]

-Hey, Gregory, my man.

Good to see you.

Hey, Jeff, make sure this guy gets a drink.

Hey, George, just as ugly as ever.

-One, one, shot, one-- what's the big deal?

One lousy shot.

-Iris said no.

-Oh, Iris said, no.

She's my sister, not my mother.

-It's her tab.

She said food was OK, but no booze.

-OK, a beer then?

-Rodney, we talked about it.

Come on.

-This is Columbo's place.

What are we doing here, Sully?

-We came to pour a little salt in his wounds.

-It's not him I come here to see.

-I'll catch you later, Sully.

-The kid never saw a lady he didn't love or want to.

-So who have we come to see, Sully?

-Wait, wait.

-Hey, Sully, good to see you.

I heard your boy won.

-It's good here to be seen, too.

-Excuse me.

-What?

-The usual?

-He got hit on the chin, bit his tongue.

Can't talk.

-Oh, poor baby.

I heard about it.

He took half a dozen guys who attacked George.

-Well, that's not exactly--

-It was a bunch of guys.

-I always knew you were a hero.

What's it gonna be?

-Whatever he's having.

Let's have two.

-Thanks, Sully.

-I'm a guy's guy.

I think that's what it is.

I'm good with guys.

-So what are you saying.

-I'm saying I need help.

Look at me.

She comes to take an order.

I can't even remember my name.

I'm back.

You're here.

I wasn't sure you'd be here.

-Sully, sometimes when you come into somebody's bedroom--

-We got to hurry.

We got to get down to Redman's barn.

-The barn?

-For the fights.

-What fights?

-[EXCITED] They've got this guy to pay $1,000 to any man

who go three rounds with him.

-Good luck, Sully.

Pound for pound, you're one of the best

bare-knuckle fighters around.

-That's the problem-- not enough pounds.

They say I'm too small to fight a heavyweight.

So you've got to do it for me.

-No!

[laughing]

-Why don't you lock your door?

-Well, I wasn't expecting you.

Everyone else knocks.

-Well, if it wasn't an emergency.

-Since when is a bare-knuckle fight an emergency?

-When there's an opportunity of a lifetime to be lost.

I can't talk to you from behind this thing.

-If you're not happy back there, Sully, then perhaps you

can wait outside.

-Exactly.

-You've talked to women before.

-She's not a woman, she's the woman.

Some girls are just some girls.

With them, I'm fine.

With her, I'm an idiot.

-What exactly do you want me to do?

-Tell me what to say, how to be, what to do.

Come on, I'm asking you this one favor.

I will never ask you another thing.

-The thing is, Mac, I need the money.

-Why don't you let me lend you what you need?

-Lend me?

How do you like that?

I take a business proposition to a friend, and he makes me

out to be a beggar.

-Is that what I'm doing?

-Absolutely.

I've got my pride, Mac.

I have not interest in borrowing money.

It's a 50-50 proposition.

-What I do for my 50% is obvious.

-You're going to need a trainer, aren't you?

-Forget it, Sully.

I don't fight for money.

-It's only an exhibition.

OK, if that's the way you feel, I'll keep the money.

What are you afraid of?

Joe Brock is nothing.

-Joe Brock?

You want me to fight Joe Brock?

They say the guy can butt heads with an ox and walk

away.

-He's highly overrated, Mac.

-The guy has a good shot at the title.

-Did you think they would put up $1,000 for

you to fight my landlady?

What are you afraid of?

He can't knock your head off.

-Forget it, Sully.

-Don't you want to show them what we men of the British

Isles are made of?

-Well, well, if it isn't the tough little mick.

Found yourself a fighter yet?

-No, no.

-No, I didn't think so.

-Let's go.

-Hey, Mac!

I wanted to show him what he was missing.

-Now we know what he's made of.

-Not here!

Not here!

So what do you say?

-I'll think about it.

-That's good enough for me.

-Here you go.

-Been a faithful friend, Mac, always.

-I only said I'd think about it.

-Show me a man who understands loyalty, I

will show you a can.

-Now, Sully, they're just talking to him.

Sully!

No, Sully!

-I don't know.

I thought I made it clear.

I want you to leave him alone.

-I'm just saying congratulations.

-You already did that.

-You gotta think of the future.

I could have him in the ring with a contender

inside three months.

I could get him a crack at the belt inside two years.

But it takes money.

-I tried to tell him, we get all the money we need.

-Yeah, right.

Is that what he told you?

-I have my own people.

He's got all the money he needs.

-Sullivan with money?

Give me a break.

-He's got a partner.

-Who the hell are you, anyhow?

-Name's Duncan MacLeod.

-Never heard of you.

-He's my partner, OK?

So just stay out of our business.

-I just want you to think about it.

-Think about this, Georgie.

Where was he when we were sleeping in gyms

and eating in dives?

Ask him where the hell he was then.

-All I want what's best for the boy.

-Give it a rest, Cohen.

[laughing]

-I think I'll kill that son of a bitch.

Just kidding.

-Move left, move left, fake the jab.

Move left!

Watch me!

Move left, move left, fake the jab!

Move left, move left, fake the jab!

Hook!

-Working hard, Sully?

-You keep working on that.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Duncan, when do the lessons begin?

-What lessons?

-You know, the girl stuff-- poetry.

-Sully, poetry is not the answer.

-Then what is?

-I'd really like to help, Sully, but I've

got things to do.

-Duncan, did you get a look at that woman?

-Yeah, her name's Hannah.

Charlie, how you doing?

-I feel good this morning, MacLeod.

-Charlie.

-Yes, MacLeod, she gave me flowers.

-Really?

How did you get her to give you flowers?

-Come on, man.

-Charlie, Sully's got this little problem.

You're just the guy to help him out.

-What kind of a problem?

-You saw it for yourself.

The guy's a master.

-There's this girl I know.

I like her very much.

-But you want to?

-Talk to her.

-And you want to get?

-Next to her.

-So you can?

-Enough said.

You're the man for the job.

-Now, wait a minute.

Does he always get people to do things for him?

-He's a hard man to refuse.

Go ahead, Sully.

George and I will do some more work.

-I thought you had things to do.

-Well, what are friends for?

[crowd cheering]

-You're OK, Mac.

Just stay away from him.

You'll be OK.

Stay away from him!

He's getting tired!

He's getting tired!

Back away!

-Son of a bitch!

Give us some room here, boys.

Oh, Mac, you're doing great.

-I'm getting killed.

-No, no.

We got them right where we want them.

-The man hits like a mule.

-No.

Listen to me.

You don't have to beat him.

Just stay one more round.

Don't let him knock you out.

-He doesn't seem to be asking for my permission.

-Look at Brock.

He's puffing like a steam engine.

Look at that.

Wilson is giving him hell.

One more round, Mac, just one more round.

You better start counting the money, fancy-pants!

All right, Mac, go get him!

[crowd chatter and cheering]

-Just back it up!

[shouting]

Good!

Hit him again!

-Get your hands off him!

-Just a little Irish weasel, doing dirty tricks.

-Wilson, you get your hands off my fighter.

-10 seconds!

-Come on!

You've been hit harder by me!

-Time!

[bell ringing]

[horses neighing]

[music playing]

-I don't think so.

-For the fiftieth time, man, you've got to be more natural.

-Right, natural.

-You've got to be who you are.

-I tried being who I was.

Who I was was an idiot stepping on his own tongue.

-That's because you were afraid.

Come on, what is the worst thing she could do to you?

You've got to have an attitude, right, a look that

says, hey, I'm Tommy Sullivan.

I'm not like those other guys.

-I can do that.

-Yeah?

All right, well, what would you say if she came up

to you right now?

What would you say to her?

-I'd say, uh, I don't know what I'd say.

-I cannot believe we've got to do this again.

All right, for the last time, I'm Iris, you're you, we're at

the restaurant.

And go.

Hi, it's nice to see you here tonight.

Can I get you anything?

-I'm very glad to be here.

And, and--

why can't we write it down?

-Can I get you anything?

-Yes, please.

We'd like to see a menu before we order.

No, we'd like to see a menu.

How's that?

-Pretty lame, man.

-Why can't I say, your eyes are like pools of light.

-Pools of?

Man, what century are you living in?

-OK.

So we finish the thing with the mean.

Then what do I say?

-Anything.

Just make conversation.

-What conversation?

-Anything.

You know, just talk like her like she's one of the guys.

-That's disgusting.

-Hey, where you guys been?

It's been four hours.

-Tell me about it.

He's all yours, MacLeod.

-I'll see you later, right?

-Oh, yes.

-He's a nice fellow.

-Sully, you can't spend all your time doing this?

If you're not careful, you're going to

lose George to Coleman?

-What are you talking about?

-Your fighter--

he spent an hour waiting for you.

Then he went home.

-I'll make it up to him tomorrow.

-Sully, Coleman's going after George with a vengeance.

And you're so distracted with this thing with Iris, you're

not doing anything.

You should be on the phone, setting up

fights, being a manager.

-If it's one thing Georgie knows about, it's loyalty.

You worry too much.

[straining]

-Come on, Charlie.

Yeah!

[both breathing heavily]

-Come on, let's run it off.

-I like Sully, but do me a favor, man.

Next time he wants to learn about women, you teach him.

-I just sent him to the expert.

-Yeah, right.

You known him long?

-We go back a ways.

-Did he ever fight?

-Any chance he gets.

-No, I mean in the ring.

-He used to be one of the best.

-Funny, I never heard of him.

-But he was before your time.

-Come on, he's not that old.

-You'd be surprised.

-Hey, you ever wonder what you'd be like in the ring?

-Nope.

-Ah, come on.

Get a trainer, learn a few moves.

In a couple years, you'll be fighting for the title.

-So goes the fantasy.

-You mean you wouldn't fight for the money they're paying

these days?

-Wouldn't be worth it.

-How can you say that?

A couple of rounds, throw a few punches, bob and weave,

bob and weave.

-Yeah, you get your brains scrambled.

-Listen, they got to catch you before they hit you.

-Listen, man, I once heard it said that you can run, but you

can't hide.

The ring's an awfully small place when somebody's trying

to rearrange your face.

-When I was a kid, all I wanted to be was like Ali.

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.

Who'd you want to be like?

-Don't remember.

-Come on, everybody remembers.

-You wouldn't know him.

-Try me.

Who?

-He's a distant relative.

His name was Connor MacLeod.

-Yeah?

And what made him so special?

-He was a great warrior.

-He was in the service, right?

-Sort of.

Aren't you supposed to meeting Sully tonight at the bar?

-Yeah, well, why don't you go instead?

-Deprive you of seeing your star pupil in action?

-Yeah, great, well, I'll let you nine to five he freezes up

and forgets everything I taught him.

-That's why he needs his trainer.

-Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Stop messing with your clothes, man.

Just relax.

-I am.

I'm OK--

natural attitude, got my lines.

Oh yeah?

-It's nice to see you here again tonight?

-It's very nice to be here.

-Can I get you anything?

-Yes, please.

I think I'd like to see a menu.

-All right.

-Hi, Sully.

Want to see a menu?

-Uh, you probably want to get us anything.

-Excuse me.

-It's very nice to be here.

-Hey, Iris, we need a couple beers over here!

-I'll be right back.

--Think that went great, didn't it?

-Uh, huh.

-What now?

-Punt, make conversation, give her a complement, order

dinner, just try to relax.

-This place is the pits.

-What?

-If I could put nickels together, I'd be out of here

in a minute.

You know?

Your eyes are very, you know, very, very--

-Lovely?

-Why, thank you.

-Want to hear the specials?

-What?

-Sully, are you all right?

-Specials, specials would be good.

-Iris?

-Excuse me.

-Don't do this.

-It's OK.

-No, it's not.

You're doing it for me.

Please, don't.

-Iris, Iris.

You two know each other, yes?

-A little.

-Well, why I don't leave you two to get better acquainted.

-My fighters get everything they want.

You be nice.

You're talking to a future champion here.

-I thought it was going good.

Did I say something?

What?

-Did you say something?

No, you didn't say anything, man.

-Hi, my name is Marilyn, and I'll be your

waitress for this evening.

-That's all right.

We got one.

-Mr. Coleman asked me to tell you that Iris won't be coming

back this evening.

She came down with something.

-Iris!

-Sully.

-Oh, what are you doing?

-Sully, don't!

-What are you doing?

I'll kill you.

I'll kill you!

-Sully, leave him alone!

Sully!

-Stop it!

OK.

Come on.

Come on, let's go.

-Are you sure?

-So that's how it is.

Son of a bitch!

[laughing]

-You've gone too far this time?

-Did you say something?

-You can't use people like this.

-I can't?

Why?

Because you're going to stop me?

-Maybe.

-What exactly are you going to do, Rodney?

Bring Rodney a drink.

I think he needs a shot of courage.

Where are you going, Rodney?

You were going to tell me what you were going to do.

[dog barking]

-Can you open up the door for me?

Wallace?

Wallace?

-Can we come in?

We just came by to try and patch things up.

-I wanted to say uh--

I came to apologize.

-Look, save it.

You got something else you want to say, then say it.

Otherwise, I get things I got to do.

-You've got things to do?

-We just came here a war, not start a new one.

What he was trying to say, George, is that he was sorry

and that it was all his fault.

He didn't did know what happened.

He just lost it.

There was too much beer.

He'll lose it like that again.

It's a promise, right, Sully?

-I don't know.

-You know me well enough to know that

I'm a man of my word.

-Come on, George, you guys were set up.

Think about who benefits from this.

You've been through too much together to let

Coleman wreck it now.

It's over.

Just shake hands.

-Tommy, if I know you'd had liked her, I'd had never--

you know me.

I'd had never done nothing like that, never.

-Yeah, see you tomorrow.

Bye bye.

-Nice to see those two back at it.

I'm glad for Sully.

-Be good for Belcher.

Signing with Coleman wouldn't have done him much good.

-Why?

-Didn't you hear?

They found Coleman and his bodyguard outside of the bar

this morning, both dead.

I got a date.

See you later.

[knocking on door]

-Come in.

-I knocked this time.

-Thank you.

-I'm not totally untrainable.

You're none the worse for wear, I see.

You're a true gladiator in that ring yesterday.

The great John L himself couldn't have

put you down yesterday.

-No.

-He's coming to town.

-Absolutely not!

-We could make a fortune.

-No way, Sully, no how, not for money, not for friendship,

and not for the old country.

-I hear you.

Never let it be said that Thomas Sullivan imposed on a

faithful friend.

Your half.

You earned it.

-Wilson paid you?

-Last night.

Wilson, where you been hiding yourself?

-Oh, I've been around.

-I've been down to your office.

-You must've just missed me.

-You wouldn't be ducking me, would you?

-Now, why would I do that?

-Because you owe me $1,000.

-What for?

-My fighter went the distance.

-That's not how I see it.

Fight was interrupted.

Didn't go three rounds now, did it?

-Like hell it didn't.

I heard the bell.

-Of the police wagons.

-I wouldn't welsh on a bet with Thomas Sullivan.

-What you going to do now?

Sue me?

[laughing]

-At least take this then, a small token of thanks to a man

I can always count on.

-Must have been the last thing he did.

-Why's that?

-Well, I heard they fished him out of the

river three hours ago.

-Really?

He's dead?

Lucky for me, he was a man who paid his debts.

I think we should drink a small toast to his memory.

-Sully, inside.

-Take a breather, Georgie.

You seem a little out of sorts.

Something wrong?

-You tell me.

Coleman and his buddy were found dead this morning.

-How lovely.

-You killed them?

-And I'd do it again.

-Why?

-The son of a bitch didn't deserve to live.

-Because he tried to take your fire?

-No.

I would never kill him for that.

That's part of the business.

He was blackmailing Iris with her brother's life.

And you were right.

That whole thing with Belcher at the bar was a set up.

-Go on.

-Iris's brother came to my place last night.

He owes money all over town.

Coleman brought up his markers.

Then he tells Iris to make good on the markers, or else.

-That's no reason to kill him, even if it is the truth.

-Have I ever lied to you before MacLeod?

-You lie to everyone all the time.

It's like breathing to you.

-About small stuff, not about something like this, and

especially to you.

If you don't believe me, go ask Iris.

Don't tell her I killed him.

I don't think she'd understand.

-And I'm supposed to?

-What am I supposed to do?

-You could have gone to the police!

You could have come to me!

We could have solved this!

-The guy was scum!

You know me, Mac.

I'm not a bad guy.

I play fast and loose.

Sometimes I'm a little hot-headed.

But I would never kill anyone unless they deserved it.

-How can you be so sure?

-Is there anything else, Mac?

-No.

I'll finish this later.

-I'm always available for my friends.

[music playing]

-I know this isn't the easiest thing to talk about, but

Coleman can't hurt you or Rodney anymore.

-You don't think we have anything to do with it.

-No.

-I don't even understand why Sully told you.

-Because I'm his friend.

And he's concerned about you.

-Sully is such a good guy.

He said you guys go way back together.

-We do.

-I guess there's no harm in telling you.

The fighters weren't the only people Coleman owned.

First he owned Rodney, then he owned me.

He was using me to get between Sully and George.

I'm not ashamed to tell you that I'm glad he's dead.

And if you asked, half the people here would tell you

that whoever killed him should get a medal.

-MacLeod!

Certified letter came for you while you were out, man.

-Thanks.

-What's up?

-You don't look so good.

-No, I'm fine.

-I don't think so.

What does it say?

-Belcher's changing management.

They're offering to buy my 10%.

-Belcher's walking out on you guys?

Man, I feel bad for Sully.

-I feel bad for Belcher.

[knocking]

George?

-Have you seen Sullivan?

-No.

Isn't that terrible about Coleman?

-Yeah, you must be all broken up over it.

Is Iris working?

-No.

-Where is she?

Where is she?

-Keep a secret?

She's with Sully.

-Where is she meeting Sully?

-I didn't think you'd come.

-You said this had something to do with Rodney.

-I lied.

-What's this about, Sully.

-I know we really don't know each other

very well, but I really--

I've felt--

you and me.

-I know you like me, Sully.

And I like you.

You don't have to lie to me to get me here.

-Would you come away with me?

-You mean right now?

-Right now.

Tonight.

-Sully, I can't.

-Iris.

-What?

-I can't stay here anymore.

-Come, come with me.

-I'm sorry, Sully.

I can't just pick up and leave.

-I need you.

Mac?

What are you doing here?

-How could you do it, Sully?

-Over a piece of paper.

-Can we talk about this later?

-No, we're going to talk about it now.

-What's going on, Sully?

-Iris, you should leave.

Mac and I have a few things we need to talk about.

I will meet you at the bar later.

Go ahead.

All you've got to do is look the other way.

I'm asking you this one thing.

-No more favors, Sully.

-We go back a long way, Mac.

That's got to count for something.

-Not anymore.

-You should've minded your own business.

-You made it my business when you sold me 10% of Belcher.

-He betrayed us.

He cheated me.

-And you kill everybody that cheats you.

-Of course.

-Brock's manager-- is that how you made the $1,000?

-I don't get you.

-What don't you get, Sully?

-We kill people all the time.

That's what we do.

-You really have no idea that what you do is wrong, do you?

-It's only wrong because you say it is.

What we have is a difference of opinion.

-It's gone way beyond that.

-So now what?

We try to kill each other?

-It's what we do.

And we have to.

-I always wondered who was better.

[swords clinking]

-Goodbye, Sullivan.

-Goodbye, Highlander.

[music playing]

[screaming]

[breathing heavily]

[music playing]

[frustrated yell]

-Mac.

-Hello, Iris.

How you doing?

-I'm good.

-Whatcha doing here?

-Well, I'm leaving town--

me and Rodney.

We're going to start over.

-I wish you all the best.

If you need anything--

-We'll be fine.

-What is it?

-Did Sully kill Belcher and Coleman?

-Do you think he did?

-No.

I know he has a temper, but I don't think he has it in him.

-You have to keep believing that.

-If you hear from Sully--

-I don't think I will, Iris.

Take care.

[music playing]

THEME SONG: And here we are.

We're the princes of the universe.

Here we belong--

fighting for survival.

We've got to be the rulers of your world.

I am immortal.

I have inside me blood of kings.

I have no rival.

No man can be my equal.

Send me to the future of your world.