All language subtitles for Highlander S04E09

MILLAY [OFFSCREEN]: No, you've
never seen terracotta figures

like these.

I had to bribe half the
central committee

just to pull it off.

You know the rules--

payment in full before
I ship a thing.

And by the way, you can
handle customs.

Looking forward, old boy.

-Laotian Buddha.

Only two more like it
in the whole world.

I'm sure you can appreciate
how valuable it is.

-Yes, can you?

-10,000 English pounds,
16,000 US dollars,

14,000 deutsche marks--

give or take a fancy weekend
at the beach.

-Extremely impressive,
Mr. Millay.

I see you accept all major
religions without prejudice.

-And all the major currencies.

I'm a very tolerant man.

-So I've heard.

I also believe that you deal in
artifacts of, uh, shall we

say, extreme rarity.

-For the extremely discrete
collector.

-I'm only interested
in one item--

a bronze statue from Bengal,
1600 years old,

of the goddess Kali.

The Bengal Kali, well, well.

Drink?

-Then you have seen her.

[chuckling]

-Is she old?

Is she undamaged?

-Perfect, the last
time I saw it.

-Where is she then?

-I'm afraid you're
a little late.

University in the States
just bought it.

-Now, that is a great pity.

You know that Kali is supremely
sacred to the

Thuggee cult.

-[CHUCKLING] Was.

Those murderers died out
long ago, old boy.

-Not all of us died, old boy.

NARRATOR: 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"]

[party chatter]

-Man, all these people just to
see a statute from India.

-And to donate money.

A good private collection
doesn't come cheap.

-Well, something tells me these
people can afford it.

-Oh, yeah.

Academics, university alumni,
one or two foreign

ambassadors--

come on, you fit right in.

-Oh, right.

Yeah, me and the professors.

-Duncan.

-Hi.

-Well, I am glad you
decided to make it.

-Well, I think we both
know who decided.

Shandra Devane, this
is Richie Ryan.

Mm.

-Oh, uh, I'm sorry.

I was expecting someone a
little, uh, tweedier-- you

know, maybe smoking a pipe.

-Oh.

Well, uh, I'll have
to work on that.

Come on, let's have
a look at her.

The Bengal Kali.

Isn't she beautiful?

-Not exactly my type.

I thought this was supposed
to be a mother goddess.

-Kali takes on many forms
in Hindu mythology.

She is the mother, but she's
also the destroyer, the end of

time itself.

And she's ours, thanks to you.

-All I gave you was
a few contacts.

Who finally came through?

-A dark horse.

One of your contacts actually
turned me on to him--

Martin Millay.

-Milay?

Shandra, the guy's one cut
above a grave robber.

-Well, I wasn't exactly crazy
about him either, but he

swears it was legal.

-Oh yeah, and I'm sure the word
technically was used a

lot too.

-The point is she's here.

And she's worth it.

-Your Highness.

-Greetings, Colonel Ramsey.

-He's not a real king, Nigel.

What a farce--

bowing and scraping
to these savages.

It feels as though my
face is falling off.

How long must we be here?

-Until my new liaison arrives.

Not a damn thing I can do for
Lord Clive until he does.

-I hope to God he
speaks English.

-Well, he is English.

British anyhow.

Some sort of Scot.

-[inaudible], Colonel?

-Close enough.

It's meant to cool you, Nigel,
stimulate the sweat glands.

-My glands do not require
stimulation.

-Really?

[groaning]

-Off-y.

Off-y.

Off-y.

Off-y?

Where the devil is that man?

-Here-y.

Here-y.

Colonel Ramsey, I presume.

I'm Duncan MacLeod.

-MacLeod?

What the devil are you
doing got up in that?

-Everyone's got up like
this, Ramsey.

This is India.

Or do you expect me to scour
the country wearing

the likes of that?

-Bloody hell, man.

While you work for me, you
wear a proper uniform.

-I'll wear what I like.

I might work with you, Ramsey,
but I'm not your man.

And who might you be?

-My wife, Alice.

-Oh.

-Apparently MacLeod is to be
posted at the palace with us.

-Delighted to have
some new blood.

I trust that you have some
amazing stories for us.

-Losing an empire is hardly
amusing, Mrs. Ramsey.

-I thought we were
gaining one.

-That's not exactly the
Indian point of view.

-I am Kamir, adviser
to His Highness.

-He's the one who's going
to help us with

this Thuggee nonsense.

-It's hardly nonsense.

I'm Duncan MacLeod.

-MacLeod, sir, have you
encountered any of these

mysterious Thuggees?

-Only their victims.

But I've heard rumors that there
are other killings in

other provinces.

-India is a land of rumors.

Not all of them are true.

-Sensible man, Kamir.

Damn waste of time, that.

Running around the bush,
chasing shadows.

-Really, Nigel, where's your
sense of adventure?

I rather fancy the idea
of going native.

Mr. MacLeod can show us the
countryside as it really is.

Unless, of course, you think
it's too dangerous.

-Nonsense.

It's all perfectly safe.

No one would dare attack an
officer of the crowd, eh?

-As you say.

No one would dare.

-Splendid.

You do ride well, Mr. MacLeod?

-[CLEARING THROAT] Alice,
if you would.

Gentlemen, have a
good afternoon.

-Well, well, well, you throw a
party and look who turns up.

-MacLeod, hobnobbing with
the upper crust again?

Or could it be that
you just can't get

India out of your system?

-Maybe it's a little of both.

I want to introduce
you to someone.

Kamir, this is Richie Ryan
and Shandra Devane.

Shandra's responsible for
bringing in the Kali here.

-With a little luck
and a lot of help.

-Kamir doesn't believe
in luck.

-Karma, luck, destiny--

in the end, I suppose,
they're all the same.

Kali calls us to her
in different ways.

-Excuse me, are you saying
that a statue brought you

here?

-Actually it was a swift,
smooth 747.

-Ah, uh-huh.

-Anyway, the important thing
is the Kali statue has been

found and can now take
its rightful place.

-She already has--

right here, being seen
and studied.

-Really?

How do you study a god?

This is no ordinary statue.

Look at her eyes.

See how they look through you,
right into your soul.

-He's right.

Very weird.

Listen, by the way--

-Interesting friend you have.

-He always was.

KAMIR [OFFSCREEN]: Devane--

I'm not a name you hear
every day in Calcutta.

-Probably because my
father's Irish.

What can I do for you?

-For me?

Nothing.

For India.

-If you think I'll repatriate
the Kali, you're shaking the

wrong tree.

-Try the official channels.

-I have.

They seem to regard it as
nothing more than a property.

-It's called trade, and
it's perfectly legal.

-It is sacrilege.

You should know that.

You are Indian.

-You think I sold out on
my Indian heritage?

I want people to understand
the culture.

That's why I brought
the Kali here, and

that's why she stays.

-You still have time
to reconsider.

-I already have.

The answer is no.

[knocking]

-Sorry, am I interrupting?

-You show great diligence
with that.

But there are other
ways of using it.

-Care to show me?

-Looks like a, uh, cross between
Tai Chi and Kendo.

-And perhaps it is older
than both of them.

-You don't know?

-My friend, modern India began
over 3,000 years ago.

We were invaded by
the Persians,

the French, the British.

Empire after empire tried
to destroy us, but

we are still there.

-Must be an amazing place.

-It is.

But to really know India, you
have to live there, see it,

taste it, breathe it.

There is no place in the
world like India.

-Maybe someday I'll have
the time to go.

Mac, you should see this guy
with the quarterstaff.

-I'm sure he's very good.

-Good?

The man is incredible.

His moves have moves.

-Please, such excessive
praise.

I'm hardly worthy of that.

-[CHUCKLING] I like the
humility, Kamir.

Nah, I don't think so.

-Oh, come on, Mac.

It's all in fun.

-Come on, MacLeod.

As Richie says, it's
all in fun.

-OK.

-Only luck has brought
me this victory?

-Really?

In Japan, the move is called
de ashi harai.

-Is it really?

-Really.

See you later, Rich.

-See you guys later.

-200 years of occupation, and
to think that all we managed

to teach the British was
how to drink tea.

-Then the British empire wasn't
a total waste of time.

At least they brought one
thing back with them.

-Yes.

As I intend to.

-Kamir, the Kali's
just been bought.

What makes you think they'd even
consider giving it back?

-You'll help.

-Shandra's a friend.

-And Kali is sacred.

What purpose can
she serve here?

-To teach, enlighten people,
help them understand.

-The Europeans tried to
understand us for centuries.

So they stole a piece here,
stole a piece there, and

filled their museums.

-And you think getting the
Kali back would make a

difference?

-This Kali is alive.

She is a part of India itself.

MacLeod, you saw us during
the British rule.

If anyone can see us with
Indian eyes, you can.

You know what life was like
under the British.

RAMSEY [OFFSCREEN]:
You underestimate

British resolve, MacLeod.

And Lord Clive.

If anyone can subdue this
country, he can--

Thuggees or no Thuggees.

-Are they really so dangerous?

-Bad enough.

They're a secret cult
of assassins.

They've killed only other
Indians so far.

-Do they cut their hearts out?

Do they eat them raw?

-Alice, don't be absurd.

-Actually, they strangle them
with a silken cord.

-[GASPING] Death by silk?

Mr. MacLeod, you're giving
me goosebumps.

-Rubbish.

Bunch of wog fanatics.

We'll stamp them
out in no time.

-He's an arrogant man.

-You've no idea.

Oh.

Ah--

I seem to have a cramp
in my leg.

Would you mind terribly?

You're not an empire builder.

What brought you to the
mysterious East?

-I came for their food.

-Really?

I would like to put a little
spice in my life.

Higher, please.

-India's hardly a
boring country.

-I wasn't referring to India.

RAMSEY [OFFSCREEN]: MacLeod,
I thought we were going to

explore the countryside.

MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]:
Cramp's all gone.

RAMSEY [OFFSCREEN]: Isn't
it it time we pushed on?

-You wife was just telling
me about her

keen interest in spice.

-Really?

I thought you hated curry.

-What is it?

-A funeral.

-What is she doing?

-Becoming Sati.

It is an act of devotion.

Her husband's dead.

She's to join him on the fire.

-Burned alive?

My God, it's horrible.

-It's India.

Life means nothing
to these people.

Nothing we can do for
her, my dear.

It's her fate.

-Fate is what you make it.

RAMSEY [OFFSCREEN]: MacLeod!

Damn him.

-What the devil were
you thinking of?

There's going to be hell
to pay over this.

I will not be held responsible
for your actions.

-Never thought you would be.

-Now that you've saved your
little heathen girl from the

fire, what am I to
tell the prince?

-Whatever you like, and don't
do that to me again.

Are you all right?

They treated you well.

-Why have you done this to me?

-I saved your life.

They were going to
burn you alive.

-It was my choice.

I was to die on his funeral
bed, but you shamed me in

front of my people, my gods,
my dead husband.

How can I live after this?

-I'm sorry.

You must have loved
him very much.

-Whether I loved him or
not is not important.

-If you say that, you could
never have been in love.

-It was my duty.

It is our way.

-Vashti, if something's
always done, it

does not make it right.

-I should have died.

I wanted to die.

-No, you wanted to live.

I saw it in your eyes.

-It does not matter
what I wanted.

My life is over.

-No, Vashti.

Perhaps it's just beginning.

-We were slaves to them--

just cattle.

They stole from us with impunity
and called it their

right, their destiny.

-Well, the British left
India a long time ago.

-But their ghosts remain.

-Buying art is not a crime.

-No?

Looting with guns or looting
with money--

what's the difference?

A people and its art cannot
be separated.

They are one.

SHANDRA [OFFSCREEN]:
You're joking.

MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]:
You know I'm not.

-But you helped me get the
piece in the first place.

-Not from Martin Millay
I didn't.

-What, that makes
a difference?

-It does if it was stolen.

-Well, I dreamed about this.

And you want the university to
lose it because some guy from

Calcutta with a sob
story drops by?

-It's just one piece.

-Well, why stop there?

Why not empty out
all the museums?

you know, the Louvre, the Met--
hey, we'll send them all

back.

-That's not a bad idea.

The point is the Kali
was stolen.

-Millay swore it wasn't.

-Then let's find out.

-Call him.

Find out where he got it from,
and I'll check it out.

-Do you know what time it
is in London right now?

-Well, you'll save
on the rates.

-Hello?

Yeah, is Martin Millay
there, please?

I see.

I see.

When?

Thank you.

He's dead.

They found him in his
shop, strangled.

-Shabash.

Well done, as we say in India.

-Must have been quite a world.

-India is many worlds, Richie.

From the borders of Sri Lanka up
to the Himalayas, anything

you can imagine, India had it.

India was it, and as the
great wheel turns,

we'll be that again.

Good.

Men like us must preserve where
we come from, because

that is what makes us sane.

That is what makes us holy.

-Sure.

If you come from somewhere
or someone.

-You only say this because
you don't know who

your parents are.

No immortal does.

We are children and heirs
of the time and

place that bore us.

-So Mac's got the Highlands.

You've got India.

I'm got bowling alleys
and fast food joints.

-You have much more than that,
Richie, and you will know it

when it starts to
die before you.

And you will fight for it, even
if you are, as I am, the

last of your kind.

Come on, now.

Let's go.

Ha-ya!

-Well done.

Shabash.

-Give us a moment, would you?

-Sure.

-Did you speak to Miss Devane?

-Martin Millay was killed.

-Ah.

The great wheel turns, and the
goddess takes her revenge.

-Well, maybe you
helped her out.

-And what if I did?

-We have a problem.

-Why?

Because it is primitive?

Barbaric?

Or just plain unjustified?

The MacLeod I knew was not
so quick to judge.

Or was I wrong?

-There's a full moon
out tonight.

They say unusual things can
occur in moonlight.

-True.

You could read without a lamp.

-They say it makes you
forget yourself.

-Your husband too, apparently.

Isn't Ramsey expected back?

-No.

Not for hours.

There's a fertility rite
in the village.

Drums, wild dancing, God knows
what they're doing.

I can feel it in my blood.

-Then perhaps you should
join them.

I have other duties.

-Yes, I'm sure you do,
with that little

brown tart of yours.

You think I don't know
what's happening?

-Her name is Vashti, and
nothing is happening.

-Do you think I'm a fool?

-You're making a
good job of it.

Do you want to wake
the entire palace?

-I don't care.

I hate all of it--

the disease, the dirt, the
whole filthy lot of them.

-Of course you do.

They eat strange foods, they had
their own gods, and they

don't have your high
moral standards.

Must be very nice knowing you're
of a superior race.

-At least I'm white.

-Get out of my sight,
Mrs. Ramsey,

before I do forget myself.

-Rites of some kind.

Beggars have bucket
loads of them.

-Have mercy.

Show pity to the poor
man, sahib.

-Get away, or what I'll show
you is the back of my hand.

Oh!

Get your--

filthy--

[gunshot]

-Release me.

Release me.

I'll have the East India Company
down your necks.

-I think not, Colonel.

-Kamir, what do you think
you're about?

-Appeasing my god, Colonel.

-Damn your insolence.

No wog is going to teach
me a lesson.

-Of course not, Colonel.

You are the lesson.

-See here, I am an officer
of the crown.

I shall have you all
flayed alive.

Release me this instant.

-Who knows, Colonel?

Perhaps you'll have a more
auspicious birth

in your next life.

-Was it Martin Millay's
wish to die?

-The nature of Millay's life
determined his death.

I was merely an instrument.

-Stop hiding in the
philosophy, Kamir.

You took a mortal life.

-And you haven't?

-No, not when someone else's
life was not at stake.

-The act was just, MacLeod.

-No, Kamir.

It was murder.

-Millay's robbed my people,
ripped away their culture.

He was worse than a murderer.

He was destroying their souls.

Look, MacLeod, I came
for your help.

If you want to challenge
me, do so.

But don't judge me.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: I
don't get it, Mac.

The guy seems so enlightened
about life.

I mean, when I talk to him, I
feel like I'm talking to some

kind of priest.

-You were.

He's just not the type that
takes confession.

-But now you're trying to
tell me he's a murderer.

-That's right.

-But Millay was a
dirt bag, Mac.

You said so yourself.

-The Kali was already gone.

There was no reason
to kill him.

-Kamir thought there was.

-Yeah, but Kamir thinks he lives
under a different set of

rules than everybody else, rules
that give him the right

to kill.

-Maybe they do.

-Richie, it doesn't
work like that.

They thought that in the 12th
century when they cut off

somebody's hand for stealing
a loaf of bread.

-Yes, but Mac, according to
them, according to what they

believed it, they were right.

-We all have the judgment of
what is right and what is

wrong.

-So Kamir made a different
call than you did.

Does that make him evil?

-No, it doesn't.

-That's what I'm saying, Mac.

He is just trying to
save his culture.

To us, the Kali is just a piece
of bronze, but to him,

it's India.

It's everything he loves.

-I know.

-Something's wrong.

They should have been
back by now.

-Perhaps they were
merely delayed.

-Ramsey's a British officer.

He doesn't get delayed,
especially not for pleasure.

-You don't like him, do you?

-I know his kind.

The likes of him destroyed my
country, scattered my people.

-And yet you fear
for his safety.

-No, not only his.

If Ramsey is dead, the British
will repay in blood.

You kill one of theirs,
they kill 10 of yours.

Are you certain there are
no Thuggees in the area?

-As your Colonel said, we
live in a barbarous

and uncivilized land.

One cannot be certain
of anything.

[growling]

-Somehow I suspect that your
presence here is more

welcome than mine.

-It displeases you
that I've come.

-No, it would displease me
more if you had not.

Is something wrong?

It must be hard, cut off
from your people.

-No harder than it
must be for you.

Are you not lonely?

-At times.

-Then why did you choose the
memsahib, Mrs. Ramsey--

-Oh, I'm sorry you heard that.

-But she is beautiful.

She is white, she is English,
she is like you.

-No, she's not like me.

She sees nothing but her
own vanity, cares

for nothing but herself.

She doesn't find the beauty in
this land, not like I have.

KAMIR [OFFSCREEN]: You have
chosen the right path, Vashti.

[knocking]

-You asked to see me.

-Yes.

Come.

Sit by me.

-What were you thinking?

-About life.

-Yours or mine?

-Both.

Duncan, do you believe
in immortality?

I'm--

I mean, of the soul?

-Reincarnation is a
beautiful thought.

-Do you think you must live your
life correctly in order

to become pure?

-We should try.

But Vashti, I am not perfect.

No one is.

-Not in one lifetime.

-Is this what you really want?

-Yes.

-Are you certain?

-I'm certain of many
things now.

You are one of them.

-Vashti, it is--

is it not even dawn yet.

Come back to bed.

-I must go to the temple.

-I will come with you.

-No.

I must go alone.

-Then hurry back.

We have much to discuss.

-Duncan, when we first met, you
told me I'd never truly

been in love.

-Aye.

-Now I have.

-Have you seen Vashti?

-No, sir.

MRS. RAMSEY [OFFSCREEN]: No!

[crying]

-What's happened?

-Damn you and this
bloody land.

-Where's Ramsey?

-Dead.

Your precious Indians murdered
him, buried him in the dirt.

They--

they strangled him like a dog.

-I'm sorry.

Take care of her.

-Where are you going?

Stay here.

Stay here.

-Kali, mother goddess,
protector, destroyer--

so many forms all in one.

You have come home to me.

[speaking foreign language]

MacLeod, I owe so much to you.

-Then show it.

-Take the Kali, and be on
the next plane home.

It's over.

Why couldn't you just take the
Kali and leave in peace?

-Because Shandra Devane is the
worst kind of traitor.

To Millay, that statue
was just a trade.

To her, it should
have been a god.

Kali has judged her, and her
punishment is death.

-Shandra is not part
of your world.

She's part of mine.

Whatever Kali's laws are, she's
not subject to them.

-I am her law, for I
am Kali's priest.

That's why Vashti
lost her life.

-Vashti.

Vash--

Vashti, no.

Leave her.

Leave her.

Vashti.

Vashti.

Oh, what have you done?

KAMIR [OFFSCREEN]: What
duty required.

This is merely her
mortal body.

Her soul has already left.

-You knew?

You did this?

-Vashti came to me,
MacLeod Sahib.

It was her wish.

-Then it is my wish
that you die.

-Why?

-Fight me.

-Because I helped her?

-Aye.

-She obeyed what was
in her heart.

-I was in her heart.

She loved me.

-I know.

This is because she loved you.

She became a Sati to atone
for her actions.

So don't hate yourself,
MacLeod Sahib.

Allow us to fulfill her
wishes, and let her return

to us.

VASHTI [OFFSCREEN]: Duncan, do
you believe in immortality?

I mean, of the soul?

MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]:
Reincarnation

is a beautiful thought.

VASHTI [OFFSCREEN]: Do you
think you must live your life

correctly in order to become
pure, to move toward

perfection?

MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]:
We should try.

But Vashti, no one is perfect.

VASHTI [OFFSCREEN]: Not
in one lifetime.

-Don't you cheapen her death.

She died for her beliefs,
not you.

-She believed in me, MacLeod.

I am India.

I am Kali.

-You are not a god.

You never were.

-Who are you to tell
me what I am?

-I'm an immortal, like you.

Now take the Kali and leave.

-Not while the traitor lives.

-Then there's one rule
we both live by.

There can be only one.

-Very well.

Let our blades decide
who is right.

Kali is watching.

-All the people that were
killed for this thing.

I still don't feel good
about him dying.

-You're not suppose to.

-There was a greatness
about him, Mac.

What he said, what he
stood for, what he

wanted for his people.

-Richie, Kamir didn't
speak for India.

He spoke for himself and a cult
that died out over 100

years ago.

-I know.

But some of it still felt
like the truth.

-Some of it was.

When you're immortal,
you see kings and

dynasties come and go.

Sometimes it's hard
to remember that

you're not a god.

Kamir thought that he was.

-So what are you gonna
do with the Kali now?

-Well, he came to
take her home.

That's where she's going.

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