Original subtitles

ALAN [OFFSCREEN]: Ha, ha.

Mikey, it's you.

Hey, you found your train.

-Can I help?

-Absolutely.

You think you can help me with my tools?

-Yes, I can.

It would be easier if you put the train down first, Mikey.

-First steam locomotive built by Richard Trevithick 1804,

for Pen-y-Darren Ironworks in Wales, carried 25 tons.

-You don't say?

You know, I'll--

I'll--

I'll get it.

-No, I can do it.

I can do it.

All aboard.

Whoo.

-Lunch!

-Whoo-hoo.

-How's your helper doing?

-He's taking a lot of, uh, machinery into town.

-Carried 25 tons.

[snickering]

-Then you must be pretty hungry.

[whirring]

-Something wrong, Mikey?

Alan, is it an Immortal?

[buzzing]

-Mikey, go with Helen.

-No, Mikey can help.

-Not with this.

-S-s-stupid rules.

-Helen, take him to the bus and keep him down.

I don't want him to see this.

-Let's go, Mikey.

Hurry.

-I'm not a kid.

-Mikey, listen to me.

Now this is important, OK?

Then got to the bus and keep quiet.

Go.

Go!

-Come on, Mikey.

-Shh!

Alan said be quiet.

-In there.

-No.

I don't want to go.

I want to stay.

-Get in Mikey.

-No.

I don't like it in there.

I want to stay outside.

-Mikey, get in!

-No.

No.

-[YELLING] Mikey, get in!

Get down.

Come on, that's it.

That's it.

[swords clashing]

-Alan needs me.

-No, Mikey!

-Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Helen, quiet.

Quiet!

Quiet!

No.

-Alan!

-No, no, no, no.

No.

No!

HELEN [OFFSCREEN]: Mikey, you're hurting me.

Michael!

-Shh.

Shh.

Helen.

Helen, Helen.

Shh.

Shh.

-Hiya!

-Shh.

Helen?

Helen?

[car alarms goes off]

[car alarm sounding]

He is Duncan MacLeod, the Highlander.

Born in 1592, in the highlands of Scotland,

and he is still alive.

He is Immortal.

For 400 years he's been a warrior, a lover, a wanderer,

constantly facing other Immortals in

combat to the death.

The winner takes his enemy's head, and with it his power.

I am a Watcher, part of a secret society of men and

women who observe and record, but never interfere.

We know the truth about Immortals.

In the end, there can be only one.

May it be Duncan MacLeod, the Highlander.

[MUSIC, QUEEN - "PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE"]

MIKEY [OFFSCREEN]: Train go fast.

Train go fast.

Train go fast.

No.

No!

No, not again!

[buzzing]

MIKEY [OFFSCREEN]: No more.

Make it stop.

Stop.

No.

No.

[whimpering]

-Who's there?

-I'm hungry.

Thank you.

More?

-Sorry.

You, uh, you from around here?

Are you lost?

Where's your home?

-Nobody's home.

-I'm headed that way, up the coast.

-Coast Starlight passes through 22 tunnels in Oregon.

-Ha, ha.

Is that a fact?

-Fact--

Amtrak founded 1971.

-You want to come with me?

All right.

Well, come on.

All aboard.

-All aboard!

Um, my name's Mikey.

-How you doing, Mikey?

I'm Richie.

MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Yes, I know the grounds

haven't been kept up.

Yes, I know about the roof.

No, I don't want to see anything else.

I just want to know whether the offer's been accepted.

[elevator rising]

-Great.

Then send me the papers.

Thanks.

[beep]

[buzzing]

-Hi.

-Hey.

-So what do you think?

It's a wreck.

It's an expense wreck.

-Yeah, exactly.

I just bought it.

-Hi.

-Hi.

-Mac, say hello to Mikey.

-Hi, Mikey.

I'm Duncan.

-Duncan, Oklahoma, on Wichita-Fort Worth Line,

between Chickasaw and Red River Bridge.

-I'm very glad to know that.

-Mikey, Mac's my best friend.

-Best Friend of Charleston, Christmas

Day, 1830, South Carolina.

141 passengers.

First scheduled train in the United States.

-Where'd you find him?

-About 20 south of Greensville.

He was just wandering in the middle of nowhere.

-Uh, Mikey, that's, uh, be careful with that, Mikey.

That's-- that's--

-Uh, sorry.

Sorry.

-Oh, that's-- that's OK.

It's-- it's OK.

-Mikey, why don't we go outside or something--

take a walk?

-Walk.

Walk is good.

-He was in the middle of nowhere, Mac.

I couldn't just leave him.

When you find somebody who is helpless, you gotta protect

them, right?

[fighting]

SPICE [OFFSCREEN]: Nobody runs out on me.

You got that?

Ha, ha, ha.

[grunting]

-Hiya!

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Ye-ah ha.

Stand still you worthless bastard!

I own your sorry ass.

Hiya!

Ha, ha.

Whooooo!

-Ugh.

-Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo.

Now I gotcha.

Ha, ha, boy!

I got to teach you, so you won't be running away again!

[whip cracking]

-I think you made your point.

-You want to stay healthy, mister, you'd best ride on.

-Sorry, can't do that.

-This Indian is bought and paid for.

Where I come from, you don't come between

a man and his property.

-Guess we come from different places.

-Woo!

Whoo-hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo.

It's your hide.

You son of a bitch!

Aah!

Oh!

Oh!

I damn you.

-A smart man would ride out right now.

-I'll see you again--

both of ya!

Come on.

-He will not forget this.

-I hope not.

My name's MacLeod.

-Chaske.

-Let me have a look at your back.

There's a doctor in the next town.

Come on.

-No.

The white man will have no medicine for me.

Uh, I will be fine.

-Sure you will.

Come on.

Come on.

-Broken.

-You want me to fix it for you?

Let's see.

Well--

so where did you live before, Mikey?

-In a house.

Argentina has 21,000 miles of railroad track.

-Yeah, but where?

-In a room.

Mexico, 16,000 miles of track.

-Were there other people in the house?

[screaming]

-Nobody's home.

Brazil--

18,000 miles.

Chile--

5,000 miles.

-It's OK, Mikey.

It's all right.

It's OK.

There you go, all fixed.

[gasp]

-There.

-Thank you.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Look how happy you made him.

So what do you think?

-Someone had to be taking care of him, that's obvious.

-Do you think it was an Immortal?

-We may never know.

-Hey, what the--

you idiot!

What's the matter with you?

-Don't yell at me.

I don't like it when people yell at me!

-It's OK.

It's OK, Mikey.

We'll take care of it.

We'll take care of it.

-What's the matter with him?

-He's fine.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: So don't worry about this, sir.

We'll-- we'll put all the bottles back.

We'll have it all taken care for you, right away.

[TRAIN BELL AND WHISTLE BLOWING]

[people chattering]

-Orient Express!

Paris, Istanbul, Istanbul, Paris.

Most famous train in the whole world.

-Where is he?

[buzzing]

-King of trains.

Train of kings.

Orient Express!

-You like trains.

Fantastic.

I know a place where you can ride a train all day long.

Come on.

Where do you think you're going?

-King of trains!

Orient Express!

[train whistle blowing]

-Salzburg, Vienna--

[muttering]

- --Munich, Budapest.

Hey!

-What are you, crazy?

-Mikey!

Richie!

Richie, Richie!

Orient Express!

-Get him off my train!

-It's all right.

We'll handle this.

It's all right.

-Come on, Mikey, get down from there.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Let's go.

-He could have broken it.

-But he didn't, did he?

-Let's go, Mikey.

-A nutty think like that should be locked up somewhere.

-Yeah, well, he won't bother you any more.

-Hey, that is not even the real Orient Express.

-Come on, Mikey, let's go.

Let's go.

-Ha!

Ha!

-No!

-Mikey, it's all right.

-No!

-Mikey!

-No.

-They're only playing a game.

-No, no.

You OK.

-It's OK, Mikey.

-OK?

-Mikey, it's all right.

It's all right.

It's OK.

-It's OK, it's just a game.

MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: No one's hurt.

-Here's your train.

It's OK.

You all right?

It's just a game, a friendly game.

-Mm.

-Go up stairs.

You all right?

I don't know.

I don't know what to do with him.

MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: We're going to have to find

somewhere where he's not going to get into trouble.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: I know.

I know.

I just keep asking myself why we met up on that road.

You know?

Why at that exact moment he was there.

Mac, it's like maybe it happened for a reason.

-You think you're supposed to take care of him?

-Maybe.

-Hi, Richie.

-Hi, Mikey.

I mean, look at him, Mac.

Look.

He doesn't have a mean bone in his body.

-Yeah, Richie, he's not a puppy.

He's a man and he's an Immortal.

What do you think would have happened if-- if we hadn't

been there?

-But we were.

-We won't always be.

Are you ready to dedicate your life to him, 24 hours a day,

every day, forever?

Because that's what it's going to take.

-So what do you want to do, lock him up?

MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: No.

I want him safe.

-All right.

I'm going to go talk to a couple social workers I know.

-Good idea.

Hey, Mikey.

-Hey.

-Listen, um, I'm going to go out for a while.

I got some things to do, but you can help Mac

look after the place?

-I'm a good helper.

-I know you are.

I'll see you later.

-Want some milk, Mikey?

-Two s-silver trains through Carolina.

-Oh, that's interesting.

Where exactly was it that you came from, do you know?

-Silver Meteor and Silver Star.

-Mikey, come on.

Talk to me.

-Tracks split at Selma and share same

route again after Savannah.

-What happened, Mikey?

-Mikey's fault.

Always Mikey's fault.

-It's all right.

It's-- it's OK.

[buzzing]

-Mikey, you stay here.

It's going to be all right.

It will be all right.

[ELEVATOR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

-Well, well, well.

What have we here?

-We have Duncan MacLeod of the clan MacLeod.

-Fantastic.

Tyler King.

Now you give him to me and you'll live for

another day, Duncan.

-Sorry, Tyler.

-Do yourself a favor.

Beat it.

I'm not here for you.

-Well, if you're here for him, then you are here for me.

-Right.

Have you talked to him?

He's lunch meat.

He's barely a blip on the EEG.

-He thinks.

He feels.

He's got as much right to life as even you do.

-What life?

He's gonna get whacked soon enough.

Why not by me?

-Because I say so.

I-- sorry, I missed that.

[swords clashing]

-No!

No, stop!

Stop!

-Mikey!

Mikey!

Get out of here.

Mikey?

-Trains.

Train of kings.

Train of kings!

-Get away from me.

-Train?

Track 29?

-[inaudible] stations?

All aboard!

All aboard!

[horns honking]

-All aboard!

-You've gotta get off the road, OK?

[horn honking]

-All aboard!

[horns honking]

-All aboard!

-You all right?

Come on.

-Man, you all right?

-You hurt me!

-Shit!

This guy's crazy.

Hurry up!

[police radio chatter]

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Who are they?

It's all right, [inaudible], the kind a lady [inaudible]

see.

WOMAN [OFFSCREEN]: I see.

-They-- they hate me.

-We're not here to make friends.

As soon as you're patched up, we'll be on our way.

[townsfolk chatter]

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: You got a lot of nerve, [inaudible].

What do you think you're doing?

-Excuse me, ma'am.

Could you direct me to the doctor's office?

Thank you, kindly.

-I'm sorry, but, uh, you can't bring him in here.

-You took an oath, didn't ya?

-You're just asking for trouble, mister.

Indian War has left a lot of bad feelings in these parts.

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: What do you think you're doing, stranger?

-Half the town lost friends or relatives to the Cheyenne.

-I'm sorry to hear that.

But I'm not Cheyenne.

-What the hell is going on here, Doc?

-Got an Indian wounded.

-We've got an injured man here.

-Come with me.

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: You'll pay for this, Doc.

-I'll keep an eye on things outside.

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: What are you doing there?

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Doc?

-How you folks doing?

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Hey, mister, what do you think

you're doing here?

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Get 'em out of here.

Go on!

-How could they do this to him, Mac?

He's not a criminal.

They didn't have to throw him in jail.

-Well, that's what cops usually do when someone

assaults them.

-Could they see that he was different?

-It's hard to be objective when someone's attacking you.

-Well, I King hadn't shown up, it never would have happened.

-Then something else would have.

-Mac, whose side are you on, anyway?

-I'm not anybody side.

This is about whether I like Mikey, or whether

he's gentle, or--

or whether he has a good soul.

It's about the reality of his life.

-The guy doesn't have a life.

Don't you think he deserves one?

-Of course I do.

-Well then, we have to figure out a way how to give it to

him.

-Just like that?

-Just like that.

We can make it work.

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Richie, we're Immortals, we're not gods.

-Which means?

-It means we can't give him the life he doesn't have, no

matter how much we want to.

-That's not fair.

-I know it's not.

-You think it's all random, who's going to be beautiful,

who's going to be smart, who's going to be like Einstein, and

who's going to be like Mikey?

-That depends what century you're

asking me about, Richie.

Right now, I think there's some sort of plan going on.

I just don't know what it is.

-How old do you think he is?

-I don't know.

And I don't think he does, either.

-Sometimes I look at him, Mac, and I see

something more, though.

I really believe a part of him knows what he is.

-Maybe he does.

But that doesn't change anything.

-Well, let's just get him out there.

-And then what?

-I don't know.

I'm working on it.

-I hope so.

[door closing]

[door opens and closes]

-Mikey?

-Trans-Siberian Express--

6,000 miles long.

-Mikey, it's me, Duncan.

-Moscow to Vladivostok, track completed 1916.

-Talk to him, Richie.

[townsfolk heckling]

[groaning]

[townsfolk angry banter]

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Bring him out here!

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: You're finished in this shire!

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Indian, come out of there!

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Hey, there he is.

-Come on.

What are you all waiting for?

Hm?

Let's kick this Indian's red ass out of town!

-Why?

-What do you mean, why?

-Well, what, exactly, about him don't you like?

His hair?

Or maybe his clothes?

-Mmm.

You making fun of me, mister?

-Someone should.

[snickering]

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Do it, Mickey!

I'll--

I'll show him-- we'll show 'em what for.

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Sting him up!

-You're asking for trouble, mister.

-No, excuse me.

I don't think I asked for that at all, as I remember.

-Good afternoon.

Is there some kind of problem here?

-No.

No problem.

I just bought a friend in to have his wounds seen to.

-It's a damn Injun!

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Is that right?

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Get 'em outta here.

[speaking chinese]

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Come on, Doc, give him to us!

Come on!

-You could've picked a friendlier town.

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Get my gun!

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Come on, Sheriff!

-So I hear.

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: You know he should die!

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Get him out of there.

-He with the Doc?

-Yeah.

Soon as he's fit to ride, we'll move on.

-Ya, ha, ha, ha!

Stop there, you worthless bastard!

And this time, you won't be walking away!

[gunshot]

-Ooh!

WOMAN [OFFSCREEN]: Kill him!

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: He's got a gun

WOMAN [OFFSCREEN]: Right now.

SHERIFF [OFFSCREEN]: Drop the gun, sir.

-Chaske!

Do as he says.

It'll be all right.

Give Chaske his life.

He nearly whipped him to death, until I stopped it.

-He'll have lots of time to explain his side to the jury.

Hold it right there.

You're gonna have to come with me.

-Chaske, don't.

No!

-Murderer trying to escape.

[door opening and closing]

-Hey, Mikey, it's Richie and Mac, you buddies.

-1916.

1916.

1916.

-I got you something special, Mikey.

It's yours.

Go on.

-California Zephyr.

-I bought you this, too.

[snickering]

-All aboard California Zephyr, transcontinental service,

Chicago to San Francisco.

-Come on, Mikey.

We can go now.

-Major stops in Kansas City, Denver--

-Right on, man.

- --Salt Lake City, and Sacramento!

Whoo-hoo.

Whoo-hoo, hoo, hoo.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Yeah, that's great.

Thank you.

OK.

Bye, bye.

[beep]

-Mac, there's a school upstate called St. Simon's.

They can look after Mikey.

You're sure?

-Well, it's a church run facility built on holy ground.

I think he'll be safe there, till we find

something more permanent.

-I don't want to go out you, Richie.

-It's in the country, Mikey.

You'll be safe.

-No bad men?

-No bad men.

-You coming?

-We'll come visit you.

-I'll stay here.

Mikey, have you ever been to a real switching yard?

-Never been there before.

-Well, I think there's one on the way.

We could stop off there.

-You guys coming?

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Yeah, we're coming.

We're coming.

[MUSIC - HANDEL, "HALLELUJAH CHORUS"]

-Freight cars, average capacity 84 tons.

-You know what, Mikey?

On the way to St. Simon's we're going to be going

through McMann Pass.

-McMann Pass?

-Yeah.

It's where the Coast Starlight comes through on its way to

Los Angeles.

-Coast Starlight, 22 tunnels.

-That's the one, big guy.

-Let's go!

[buzzing]

-Bad man!

-Get him out of here, Richie.

I'll deal with this.

-We'll wait by the car.

Come on, Mikey.

Don't worry about it, Mikey.

You OK?

All right, good, because Mac is going to take care of

everything.

Just get in on the other side.

You all right?

OK, big guy.

-Nice venue.

Private.

You want to dance?

'Cause we can go around and around.

[swords clashing]

-Wow, that was exciting.

I think you should give me the guy with the

missing hard drive.

And then, afterwards, maybe we can go for lunch.

-Sorry.

I've already eaten.

-That's the car.

It belongs to Duncan MacLeod, the guy who signed him out.

-OK.

Let's do it.

-That's him, Dave.

That's the guy.

Down on the ground.

-Ho-hold on, guys.

What's going on here?

OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: Now!

-Mikey, get down.

What's this about?

-Your friend, here, is wanted for murdering some folks

outside of Greensville.

-Rich, TGV train travels at--

-Hold it!

- --170 miles per hour.

OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: Stay where you are!

I said, stop!

[grunts]

-Please, don't shoot.

I can handle him.

Mikey, get down!

-Stay down, or you're a dead man.

-Mikey, listen to your friend.

On the ground now.

- --reaches a top speed of 220 miles per hour.

OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: I'll not say it again!

Spread 'em!

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Come on, fellas, we can work this out!

OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: Dave, call it in.

-No!

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Mikey, stop it!

Mikey, don't do it!

[WHIRRING[

-I'm--

I'm hungry, Richie.

-I know.

I know.

As soon as Mac shows up, we're on our way.

It's OK.

[police radio chatter]

[siren approaching]

[buzzing]

-Richie?

-Mac.

Oh, boy, am I glad to see you.

-Hi.

-Come on, let's get Mikey up to St. Simon's before there's

anymore trouble.

Come on.

-You forgot your coat.

Mikey can't go to St. Simon's.

-It wasn't his fault, Mac.

He was scared.

You'd understand if you had have been there.

-I was.

One of the cops is dead.

Mikey broke his neck.

Now they'll never stop looking for him.

-Old Dominion makes nine stops,

Washington to Newport News.

-Mikey, what happened to the people that were

taking care of you?

-Nine.

Makes nine stops, Washington, Newport News.

Two stops in--

in--

in--

-Mikey,

-Bad man came and Alan said quiet.

-Did bad man hurt Alan, Mikey?

-Helen was making a lot of noise.

-What happened to her, Mikey?

-I did what Alan said.

I always listened to Alan.

I didn't do anything bad!

I made Helen quiet.

I said--

I said, get up, Helen.

Get up, Helen.

-It's OK, Mikey.

It's OK.

You can't hide him, and he can't be in a cell forever.

He's Immortal What are we supposed to do with him?

-Mac, I'll do something.

I'll get a place faraway, Mac.

Please?

Alan and Helen tried that.

-Damn, damn, damn!

There is no place for him.

-I'll do it.

-No, Mac.

Wait, Mac.

Wait.

I'll do it.

He's my responsibility.

Come on, Mikey.

Come with me.

I want to show you something.

-Where--

where we going?

-Yeah, come on, Mikey.

Let's go look at the tunnel.

[distance train whistle]

MIKEY [OFFSCREEN]: Oh, a train, Richie?

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Yeah, Mikey, a train.

-Yeah.

Yeah, a train.

[train whistle]

-Um, it must be the Coast Starlight.

-Coast Starlight.

I never seen Coast Starlight.

-I'm sorry, Mikey.

[whistle blowing]

-I didn't mean to hurt anybody, Richie.

-I know.

Oh, Mikey.

MIKEY [OFFSCREEN]: Don't worry, Richie.

I'm OK.

[train whistle approaching]

-I'm OK.

Look, not-- not even scared.

Mikey go see King of Trains.

[whistle blowing]

-Aah!

[hammering]

[drill chuck being tightened]

-So this is the place?

-Yeah.

-It looked better in the picture.

-Yeah, I guess it did.

-Well, I thought maybe you could use a hand.

-Sure.

You OK?

-Yeah.

-You want to talk about it?

-What's there to say?

[drilling]

[train whistle blowing]

[MUSIC - HANDEL, "HALLELUJAH CHORUS"]

[MUSIC, QUEEN - "PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE"]