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There are many facets
to assessing a diamond,
you understand?

No pun intended. There is,
naturally, color and size
to take into consideration,

but, uh, quality, as well.

For instance,

this stone,
four carats,

only a very
slight occlusion.

Yeah.

The finish is lousy.

Its proportion sucks.
It's got at least
one extra facet.

Major imperfections.

It's crap.

Did you cut
this one yourself?

Monsieur is in
the diamond trade?

Monsieur does not trade.
He collects.

Do you see how
beautiful she is?

The diamond has to be
at least as perfect,

and I don't care
how much it costs.

They say it's part
of the great Koh-i-nor diamond.

It was made for
an English prince's daughter.

Around 40 carats.
Is this the best you have?

It's the best anyone has.

Do you fancy this one, love?

Then I'll take it.

Excellent.

And, uh, how does monsieur
choose to pay?

No, no, no.
I said I'll take it.

I didn't say anything
about paying for it.

I wouldn't bother
with that alarm
if I were you.

It'll be over
before you know it.

- What are you doing, Morgan?

Wait, this isn't
how we planned it.

But I'm afraid
this is the way it is.

Help me! I can't breathe.
Help me!

Don't make a scene, love.
It'll be over in a minute.

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.

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

Take me to the future
of your world

Would you mind
telling me what it's about?
Maybe I could help.

Hello? Hello?

You like this with everybody
or is it just me?

"Oh, I'm sorry for dragging you
out of bed, Mr. MacLeod."

"What, at 5:00 in the morning?"

"Oh, but this is a matter
of national security."

"National security?"

Come on, listen up.
This is your part.

Nice talking to you.

Ah, Monsieur MacLeod.

I'd like to thank you
for your cooperation.

I was under the impression
I didn't have any choice.

One always has a choice.

But, uh, coming in voluntarily
is so much more civilized...

than being put in handcuffs,
don't you agree?

I'm all for civilization.
Now I want to know why I'm here.

Maybe my colleague
can explain it better.

I believe you know
Agent Delaney from
the American C.I.D.

Yeah, we've come
into contact once.

- Briefly. It was a completely
different matter.
-Oh, Renee,

if you wanted to talk, why
didn't you come by the barge?

- This is French police
business, Mr. MacLeod.
- Oh, you can call me Duncan.

Okay, Duncan.
You can call me Agent Delaney.

And you can call me
Inspector Dufay.

Agent Delaney is here to assist
us in a serious criminal matter,
Monsieur MacLeod.

We hoped you'd be able
to assist us as well.

There's been
a series of robberies
in the Paris area--

- And murders.
- And they fit a pattern
I've investigated before.

Really? Am I a suspect?

Not at this point.

Well, that's really,
uh, gratifying to hear.

Maybe you just brought me
in for moral support.

Having an attitude
won't make this any easier.

In going through
the files on the suspect,
your name kept coming up too.

We were hoping you could help
tell us something about him.

That depends.
Who'd you have in mind?

His name is Xavier St. Cloud.

Suspect's male.
He has very expensive taste.
Good.

That sort of narrows down
half the population of Paris.

He has a passion
for rare jewelry.

And he kills to get it,
and he uses gas. I'd say that
narrows it down quite a bit.

Sorry. I can't
tell you anything.

Two days ago,
he hit a jewelry store,
and three people are dead.

Still nothing to tell us?

I'm sorry. I can't help.
Now is there anything else?

Good. Then I'll be going.
Inspector Dufay.

Agent Delaney,
it's been so nice
seeing you again.

Duncan! Duncan, wait.
It wasn't me who dragged you
down here. It was Dufay.

I did my best
to keep you out of it.

Then I guess
my thanks are in order.

I have nothing to hide.
Right.

Last time I was chasing
St. Cloud, you were right
in the middle of it.

Look, I know you're
one of the good guys.
Just give me a hand here.

You know I wouldn't
screw you. I--

I didn't mean--
Not that I--
I--

I do this around you.

It's okay.
Just give me something.

You're after the wrong guy.
How do you know?

Xavier St. Cloud is dead.

What? Wait, you can't just
walk away after dropping
a bomb on me like that.

What makes you so sure?
I've got a reliable source.

Whoever's out there
is not Xavier St. Cloud.

That's it? That's all
you're gonna tell me?

Renee, I'll see you around.

Well, I'm sorry
about the cold shoulder.

I-I figured you wouldn't want
the cops knowing about us.
Knowing about what?

What happened between us.
Not much as I seem to remember.

Would you, you know,
do the guy-thing?

- Do the guy-thing?
- Yeah. Help my engine.

What seems to be
the problem?

Three thousand pounds of
ugly tin just doesn't like me.
Let's take a look.

Now I want you to know,
ordinarily,

I don't let strangers
in my apartment.
Unless you trust them?

No.

Unless I have a gun.

Well, I want to make it clear
whatever it was, it's over.
Ah, if you say so.

I'm engaged.

- Really?
- His name's Paul.
He's a lawyer in Washington.

He's even thinking
of running for Congress.

I thought you took an oath
to fight crime?

Duncan, be serious.
I don't want this to--
I don't want us to be enemies.

Say something.

Congratulations.

Ah, Morgan d'Estaing.
Nice to see you again.

Duncan. So nice of you
to drop in.

Come on, MacLeod.

It's a little bit smoky,
isn't it, MacLeod?

Come on!

I got you.
I'm gonna get your head.

I'm getting nearer.
I'm getting nearer!

Come on!

Monsieur, are you hurt?
I'm okay.

I had a smashing time.

Remember,
don't try this at home.

Nice place you have here.
Thanks.

Government housing.

I'm out as soon as the next
congressional junket arrives.

So, is this a social call?

It's about your case.
I thought you
couldn't help us?

Changed my mind.

Why? Did you take a walk
and meet a Good Samaritan?
Something like that.

I want to see your files
on Xavier St. Cloud.

The dead guy?
Well, we got to
start somewhere.

This is what we have.

St. Cloud's wanted for
unsolved cases all over Europe.

The police
couldn't get close to him.
Came and went like a ghost.

Until two years ago.

That's not in the files.

Well, word gets around.

Obviously. They figured
he was on some tropic island
sipping pina coladas.

My guess was our boy
came out of retirement.

Except this is not our guy.

He's got the same targets,
same M.O.

They even found
some of the same gas
in the victims' bodies.

Who else could it be?

Duncan, I--

My gut tells me
there's something
happening here and--

Like what?

I just want to be very clear.

If we do this together,
it's strictly professional?

Strictly.

Look, I want you to, uh,
check on another file for me.

You have a name?

Yeah. Morgan d'Estaing.

- A toast!
- Yes. A toast, everybody!

- Ah, Morgan.
-What's the occasion?

The war with the British
isn't going well.

Have I, uh, have I forgotten
a birthday or something?

I was out riding the estate.
I should change.

What is it?
What's wrong?

- Philippe, tell him.
- Things have changed, Morgan.

Emily, play, please. Play.

When we thought
we'd remain childless,

we adopted you to carry
our ancient family name,

to carry on
the d'Estaing line.

But I know all this.
You never kept it a secret.

Then Bernard was born.

And I had a brother.
How does that change anything?

It changes everything.

It means you're not to
inherit the d'Estaing estate...

or the title.

All that will go to Bernard.
Of course, you'll get
a monthly allowance.

An allowance?

But it's mine.
By rights, it should go to me.
I'm the oldest son.

Adopted son.

I'm a d'Estaing.
I'm-- I'm one of you.

In name only.

Bernard is a true d'Estaing.

I loved you as a son.
Your son!

Try to understand.
You'll have a place here.

But Bernard will be
master of the estate.

It can be no other way.

I'm sorry.

Sleep, little brother.

Sleep.

Help me! Help!

Bernard! No!

Morgan, get off of him!
Let him go!

Monster.

Well, look what we have here.

A new boy.

Want to stay?

I didn't think so.

They tried to kill me.

I was their son.

I loved them,
and they buried me alive.

Even they wouldn't try that.

Believe me, you were
quite dead when they
put you in this casket.

- You're insane.
- You'll understand it all
in time.

Come. We have
much to talk about.

They're gonna pay
for what they did to me,
all of them.

Pretty, isn't it?
Ah, it's beautiful.

You changed a bit.
You noticed.

Mm, yeah. Yeah.
Cut your hair.
Cut my hair.

Nice new clothes.
Try, yeah.

- Styling these days.
- It's hard on a government
salary, but--

They don't have this
in Washington.

Yeah, Paris is
a beautiful city.

God, this was
a great idea, Duncan.

So how long
are you gonna stay?

Mm, depends.

On what? Xavier?

How long it takes
to solve the case.

I haven't eaten on a boat
since I was a child.

This is a great idea, Duncan.
Yeah, well, there's more
to life than just work.

What's this?

Well, I work with him,
you work with me.

We're all in this
together, right? Yeah.
One big, happy family. Right.

May I join you?
Looks like you already have.

We are running a check
on d'Estaing.

I have never heard of him,

but if he has a record,
we'll find it.

Provided he isn't dead.

MacLeod!

It's good
to see you again.

- It's been a while.
- You didn't call. You didn't
come by. I've missed ya.

- Oh.
- But, uh, I see
you've been busy.

Duncan, are you gonna
introduce your friend?

No. I don't think
he really has time. We've got
something to discuss, now.

- I'll be seeing you again.
- Yeah.

It won't take long.
Be back real soon.

So first the jewelry store,
then the warehouse.

- Who you going after next?
- Xavier taught me well.

In fact, he taught me
everything I know.

The English will
be here any minute.
The war's at our doorstep.

We must hurry.
Emily, fetch your mother.

Papa.

My God.

Am I seeing a ghost?

This is not possible.

Mama!

Hello, Father.
Hello, Emily.

It can't be you.

You're dead.

And this is all a nightmare
that will end when you die.

Wait.
Gently, Morgan.

You'll have
what's coming to you.

Who are you?
Xavier St. Cloud.

Think of me as
a friend of the family.
Please, sit down.

-The d'Estaing family...

took centuries to acquire
land, titles and wealth.

But the revolution
took your titles,

Napoleon took your land,

and the English army
is about to take your wealth.

There is nothing left.

I doubt that.

You've never been known
as a careless man.

Would you flee your estate
penniless and unprotected?

A stash of jewelry, perhaps?
Silver?

I told you there is nothing.

We're wasting time.
Why not cut their throats
and have done with it?

You're going to be around
a long time, Morgan.

You have to learn patience.

This is monstrous.
Barbaric.

You're one to talk.

I've spent a lifetime
studying pain.

How it travels along
the nerves to the brain.

Of course,
certain areas contain
more nerves than others--

the hand, the tongue.

Well, you can imagine
the possibilities.

I'm prepared to suffer.

Perhaps.
But what about them?

What do you say, Baron?
Give me the money...

and you and your family
can be on your way...

or wait here for
the English to march in.

Tell him, Papa,
tell him.

- If you promise to
let my family live--
- You have my word.

In the cabinet...

behind the bottles.

Take it and go.
You've given your word.

Then let us drink on it
as gentlemen.

Anything to get that monster...

- out of our lives forever.
- Cheers.

Come, Morgan.
But we haven't finished.

Morgan, come.

Ah! We were supposed
to kill them, all of them.

Calm yourself.
A few moments and they'll
be silent forever.

The wine.
You've put poison
in their wine.

Never bloody your hands
unless you must.

Thus endeth the first lesson.

- But you gave him your word.
- I gave you my word.

And it's not whether
you give your word.
It's who you give it to.

Perhaps one day
you'll betray me.

And that will be
the second lesson.

This way, men.
Secure the grounds.

Come.
Soldier, take him.

We'll put the colonel's
office in the house.

The men's tents
can go in the yard.
Yes, sir.

See if the owners
are in the house.

Ask them to
surrender the property.

Xavier.
MacLeod, I'm touched
you remembered.

One could hardly forget
those that kill their friends.

It's a shame we're not alone.
You'd be dead by now.

Wars can be so troublesome,
can't they?

On the other hand,
they can be quite convenient.

Aye, for those who want
to make a profit by them.
Is that why you're here?

Perhaps you'll
think me sentimental,

but I couldn't bear to think
of the treasures of France
in the hands of the English.

So you decided
to liberate them.

On the contrary.
This is Morgan d'Estaing.

The only remaining heir,
my prot?g?.

Lieutenant MacLeod,
we found the family, sir.

All dead.
It must have been suicide
when they heard us coming.

A tragedy, really.
Now, if you'll excuse us.
My friend needs to grieve.

Come, Morgan.

We'll see each other again.

Yes. We'll look
forward to it.

Tell me, did you think
it was him back there?

Do you feel
his presence now? I do.

Did you think he was a zombie
back from the dead?
Do you feel the hate?

You know, it's funny,
Morgan. There's a difference
between hate and fear.

I hated Xavier. You're
just a cheap imitation.

I'm not an imitation,
MacLeod. I'm a homage.

A tribute to a great artist.
Yeah.

One you killed.

Excuse me, sir.
A present from the gentleman.

Chateau d'Estaing?
Ah, wonderful.

Your friend is
unusually generous.

Definitely unusual.

Mmm. Perfect.
Thank you.

Xavier got
what he deserved.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe we all get
what we deserve.

That is impressive.

Fair's fair.

No! Put it down!
Put it down!

-Stop! Put the glass down!
- What?

- Please, monsieur.
-What the hell are you doing?

Tell the Captain
to get an ambulance!
Is there a doctor onboard?

Is anyone a doctor?

He's dead.

But how did you know
about the wine?

Xavier didn't like
to kill face-to-face.
He used poison, gas, bombs.

It's his trademark.
But Xavier's dead.

Morgan worked with Xavier.

That was the guy
at the restaurant
was Morgan?

Why didn't you say anything?
What kind of game are you
playing here, MacLeod?

Merci.

No prints.
He injected the poison
through the cork.

Curare derivative.
No known antidote.

Well, this guy knew
what he was doing.
He had a good teacher.

He also went to a lot
of trouble. This wine
was worth a fortune.

Trace the bottle.

According to this report,
this wine hasn't been
available for decades.

- It shouldn't even exist.
- Well, try the wine cellars.

In France?
There's thousands.

- It'd be easier to trace
a handgun in L.A.
- Yeah.

Any ideas?
I'll let you know.

- Got any more tricks?
- You don't waste time.

Ah, should have used
another wine.

But then you wouldn't know
where to find me.

Why bring mortals into this?
Why kill the inspector?

Because I could.

You're just like Xavier.

He was a prince,
and he treated me like one.

And his gift to you was murder.

Justice on a family
that used me,

then betrayed me
when I was no longer useful.

Xavier gave me my revenge.

Now I'm gonna give him his.

- Seems your cavalry
has arrived, MacLeod.

Another time.

Freeze!

Well, there's enough evidence
to link d'Estaing
to the robberies.

Let's hope there's
some rare bottles of wine...

like the one he used
to kill the inspector.

I hope the inspector
appreciated it.

You scumbag.
That's all right. He's a problem
for the French police now.

But not for long, MacLeod.
Soon I'll be somebody
else's problem.

I don't think so.
Get him out of here.

She's quite something,
you know. Young, fiery,
intense,

but, oh, so temporary.

She's nothing to me.
Oh, spare me.

The minute you two are alone,
she'll be over you
like a bitch in heat.

Come here--
Whoa.

Sorry.

Who does that
murdering bastard
think he is?

Where'd he get that
stuff about us?

You followed me.
Uh, like I had a choice.

My intuition said you had
a lead and you weren't sharing,
turns out I was right.

Yeah, but we agreed
to trust each other.
We agreed to work together.

How'd you know
where to find him?
Intuition.

It's not good enough,
MacLeod.

Listen,
you be careful of d'Estaing.
He can be very dangerous.

Oh, we can handle him.

Look, there's
a few more questions
I'd like to ask you.

Oh, Duncan.

Oh, don't make me
pull rank here, Duncan.

I'm a cop.
I could have you
brought in again.

You don't have the death
penalty here, do you?

Not since 1981,
Agent Delaney.

That's too bad.
I could pull the switch
on this creep myself.

Has he got a lawyer yet?
He didn't want one.

That's weird.

Oh, no! Quick!

Get a doctor.

You don't get off that easy.
Live! Live! Damn it!

He's dead.

I guess he didn't need
a lawyer after all.

Somebody stole him
from the morgue.

Well, maybe nobody stole him.
Maybe he just got up
and walked away.

Very funny.

Somebody had to be
in it with him. But why?
What good is a dead body?

What do you think?

I don't want to think
about it anymore.

Whatever happened,
it's over.

Morgan's dead,
and I'm off the case.

This is it.

Thanks for walking me home.
Oh, no problem.
You sure you're gonna be okay?

Yeah. Duncan,
now that this is over,

I don't think we should
see each other anymore.

You sure?

Yeah. I'm sure.

Yeah.

Uh, I think I should
probably come up.

I don't think it's a good idea.

Just to talk.
I mean, uh, honest.

Scout's honor.

Here, let me...

give you a hand.

Yep.

You want something to drink?

I have some wine or--
Actually, forget the wine.

I've kind of
gone off wine lately.
Coffee's fine.

Okay. I'll put some on.

Coffee, I mean.

Won't be long now.

Soon as I hand in
my report, that's it.

Back to the States.

Well, it must be hard
being away from someone
you care about.

Oh, Paul, the guy
you're gonna marry?

Oh. Paul. Yes.
I thought--

Ab-Absolutely.

Well, you'd like him.
He's, you know, a normal guy.

Not that you're not normal.
I mean--

I know what you mean.
He's steady.

9:00 to 5:00.
No secrets.

No danger.

Just what I need.

Well, I hope you'll be
very happy together, okay?

Um, I'm gonna
get this coffee--

Excuse me.

Duncan,

you think there was anything
to what Morgan said...

about you and me
and how it was so obvious?

You think he's crazy?
About some things.

When we kissed, did--

did you feel anything,
like your spine melting
or something?

Duncan, I-I have
this thing for you.

It's-It's--
It's chemical, I think.

And I spent the last
few nights trying to think
of a hundred reasons...

why we shouldn't go to bed,

but if we don't,
I'll never have any closure.

And I'll spend
the rest of my life
wondering what I missed.

I can't do that to Paul.

It wouldn't be fair to him.

Duncan?

Hello, MacLeod.

How could I just
walk away, eh?

Now just so you don't worry,

after I kill you,
I'll take good care of her.

She'll remember Morgan d'Estaing
as long as she lives.

Silly boy.

Ah, did you slip, Duncan?

There.
There we go.
Your turn.

Nearly.

You've dented my blade.

Got any more tricks?

That's not going to do
very much good, boy.

There's a curare on the tip.
That's poison, MacLeod.

You've only got 30 seconds.

Come on!

That's 15 more than I need.

You're going down.

Here it comes, MacLeod.

Can you feel the life
draining out of you?
Can you?

- Why don't you--

Looks like you're
going somewhere.
Washington.

Paul's decided to run
for Congress, so we moved up
the date of the wedding.

Well, congratulations.

Um, look,
about last night--
No, no, no. Don't-Don't explain.

If you'd stayed, it might
have been a big mistake.

You could have taken advantage
of the situation, but you
didn't. You were a gentleman.

Thank you.
Well, what can I say?

Can you imagine me
a politician's wife?

Well, wish me luck?
Kiss me good-bye?

Good luck.

Oh, hell.

Wh-Wh-Whoa!
Oh, my God!

And here we are

We're the princes
of the universe

Here we belong
fighting for survival

We've come 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

Take me to the future
of your world

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