All language subtitles for Highlander s03e21 Finale.eng

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.

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

What have we here?

A psychopath, hmm?

I could kill you.

But I prefer to use you.

We go tonight?

You didn't think
I'd leave without you?

That's my boy.
Right.

Now what are
we supposed to do?

We await our benefactor.

For what?
Is he gonna bring us wings?

Shut your mouth.

Right.

It's about time.

What now?

Now you die.

All this?
Just to kill me?

Give the man a cigar.
Why?

You don't even
know me.

I know what you did
to MacLeod.

Ah. He sent you.

Let's just say I owe him.

You couldn't leave your little
friend behind?

Not friend.
Weapon!

Brilliant.

Brilliant!

Amanda.
I gotta hand it to you, MacLeod,

you got a memory
like an elephant.

What are you doing here--

besides making
a fashion statement?

Isn't it great?
It reminds me of the old days.

And to answer your question,
I'm here to make you dinner.

I have a '71 Montrachet,
a Chateau Lafite '61, a '54 Yquem--

basically everything
but a '68 Camaro.

Amanda--

Caviar, truffles, chanterelle,
and my favorite, smoked goose.

And I know
what you're thinking,

but I think we can
find a way to work it off.

What are you doing here?

I'm just here to make dinner
for an old friend.

Um, by the way, what happened
to your lady friend?

You know,
the, um, doctor?

Her name's Anne. And that's
none of your business.

Ohh. It's a shame.

We have to dump these,
eh, eh?

What a champion
of the obvious you are, Nino.

Yeah, I know.

Would you say
we're about the same size?

- What do you want?
- Your wallet, your car, your clothes.

You're insane.

Possibly.

So what do you think?

Not bad for potluck, huh?

You haven't lost your touch.

Great wines,
two-and-a-half-star dinner.

So why?

Why what?

Why are you
being so nice?

I am, aren't I?

Come on, Amanda, give.
What do you really want?

Just to make you happy?

Why?

So you won't kill me
when I tell you what happened.

I broke Kalas out of jail.

What's the point?

How long are we gonna
drive around here?

Until I tell you to stop.

That one.

Run him down.

Run, ya bastard! Come on!

Here you go.
Oop! Up and over!

Oh! Nasty tumble there.

Why can't I do him?

You remember prison, Nino?

What happened there?

Who are you?

You won't be needing this.

But I will.

No. No!

So good.

Oh, it's been...

so long.

Would you just say something
to me, MacLeod? Anything.

At least yell at me.
And stop doing that!

There's no point.
It's already done.

You know, this sounds crazy,
but I was really trying to do you a favor, you know.

I was trying to
get Kalas out of your life.

Two guards are dead
because of it.

I'm sorry! You know that
wasn't supposed to happen.

Nothing's ever
supposed to happen.

You should have
left it alone. I know that now.

But I kept thinking
about all the times that you came through for me,

and I thought
now it's my turn.

To do what, die for me?
You stay away from him!

You can't fight for me
and I won't allow you to die for me!

Do you understand?

Salam.

Oh, this accursed heat!

It must be noon already.

It is 9:30,
my friend.

Still the cool part of the day.

What's the use
of that thing?

Counting minutes
when we have forever?

It is all written,

how long any man has
is in the hands of Allah.

Besides, you Europeans
invented the minutes.

Here, there is only morning,
noon, and night.

Patience, my friend.

The desert teaches you that,
if nothing else.

We leave for Tunis
in the evening.

Even we can't travel far
in the midday sun.

This is hot!
What do you want to drink that for?

I want something cold!

You miss this Scotland
of yours? Aye!

Where it rains incessantly,
and the people of your tribe eat grass?

Oats, Hamza.
They eat oats.

And, aye, I could do with
a bloody cold Highland ale right now.

What? Do you not approve
of my customs?

Who can say?

It is not for me
to judge.

Perhaps one can enjoy
eating the flesh of pigs...

and drinking
vile concoctions.

A Moor.

A killer.

Hamza al Kahil.

I have that honor.

You have traveled a long way.

And you move quickly,
for an old man.

Keep a civil tongue
in your head, if you want to keep it.

Look how I shake.
My breath comes in labored gasps.

What courage!
What bravado!

Who is this fool?

I am Duncan MacLeod
of the Clan MacLeod.

Does he always
speak for you?

Forget him. He is too young
for you to be concerned with.

I am old enough
to take his head.

I don't sleep with virgins
and I don't kill children.

Not here.
We are not alone.

- Then I will take it elsewhere.
- It is not your concern.

We will meet
in two hours.

The square
in the Old Quarter.

He will be there.
Good.

Because if he is not,
I will come for you.

Any time.

Who is that camel dung?

Xavier St. Cloud.

Christian name for a Moor.
He has been many things.

Soon he'll be dead.

You will show him
what Damascus steel can do.

Finish your tea.

And then get the horses.

It is time for us to go.

- You're going to run?
- Would you rather I commit suicide?

But I've seen you fight.
You're good!

Not as good as Xavier.
A man must know his limitations if he wants to survive.

We leave now.
Lose him in the desert.

Then you ride alone.

Xavier was right.
Youarea fool.

You are too young.
You have never fought one like this!

And he hasn't
fought one like me.

Not all is written,
Hamza.

Ride on if you must.

But I will stay.

May Allah be with you.

Aye. And with you.

Xavier! Are you gonna
keep me waiting all day?

Such rudeness.

It must be Duncan MacLeod
of the Clan MacLeod.

Aye, it is,
you arrogant, pompous boor.

Ach, no-- it's Moor,
is it not?

I was expecting Hamza.
Wrong again.

Just how old are you?

Are you a Christian,
or do you paint yourself blue and bay at the moon?

- What do you care?
- Just wondering what god I'm going to send you to.

Look to your own.

Your challenge was to me,
and I accept.

But I am ready!

It was always my fight.

It is done.

Look and listen,
my pale friend.

Your time will come.

Why? Do not tell me
it was written.

Because
I cannot allow a friend...

to die in my place.

Remember me.

MacLeod! MacLeod!
It's me! It's Joe Dawson.

Joe, back off.
There's someone else.

Methos.

I'm sorry for the reception.
I wasn't expecting you.

Yeah, well,
I wasn't expecting to come, not until this morning.

What brings you
to Paris?

I called him.

I know you wanted to
see Methos,

but 6,000 miles
is a long way to travel for a social visit.

Yeah, well,
it's Watcher business.

It really doesn't
concern you, Mac.

Whatever.
I mean if it did, I would tell you.

It's all right, Joe.
I've got my own problems right now.

I don't suppose this problem
has a name, does it?

Kalas.

Well, he's in prison.

Not since
last night.

Come on.

This is the best
you could do?

They know the streets.
They don't talk.

And they don't mind
killing.

First installment.

MacLeod has a barge,
just across from Notre Dame.

As for killing,
leave that to me.

So what do we do?

You follow him.

I want to know
where he goes, what he does,

who his friends are.

Especially her.

Leave.

Why get your
own hands bloody? I don't get it.

Do you know what
a Philistine is, Nino?

Phil who?

Silly me.

There are certain things
one has to do oneself.

The Colon-Segur '61?

Excellent choice, Monsieur.
A marvelous year.

It would do Chef Breaux's lamb
more than justice.

Unfortunately,
we do not have it.

What about the '59
Pichon-Lalande?

Magnifique.But we sold
the last bottle yesterday.

The '54 Lafite?

Why don't I leave it
in your capable hands?

It would be my pleasure.

Ah, Monsieur MacLeod.
If you'd care to wait--

No, I wouldn't.

You should have
stayed in prison, Kalas. Time's up.

Oh? You think so?

Look around, MacLeod.

We don't do well
in crowds.

Then we'll take it outside.

Wrong again.

My show.

I'll decide
when the curtain goes up.

No, no! No, no!
Get in there! Get in there!

Nino, what the hell's
going on?

Bugger!

Get in the car!
Idiot!

What was that about?
It's a long story, Maurice.

You have to
get out of town. Impossible!

The restaurant.
It can wait.

Forget going home, forget
your toothbrush, just get as far away as you can.

Maurice is not one
to leave a friend in trouble, and I think you have trouble.

Now's not the time
to be heroic.

Whatever it costs,
I'll pay for it. Are we friends?

Then don't insult
our friendship.

I don't need your money.

Do you have
somewhere to stay? In the south.

For a good man,
you seem to have many enemies.

Perhaps one day
you will explain why that is.

Perhaps.

I'm sorry, Christine,
but Don is dead,

and nothing you do
will bring him back.

I know how you feel.

- Do you, Adam?
- Yes.

You're bitter and hurt
and you miss him terribly.

I miss him too.

Why wouldn't you?

He gave you
and your damn Watchers more time than he gave me.

And it was my time, Adam!

You have a right to be angry,
to grieve.

Oh, you bet I'm angry.

At you and your ugly little
secret society.

Don didn't think
it was ugly. He thought our work was important.

Your work killed him.

Now this--

this thing is free.

He'll live forever
and my husband is dead!

And all you do is watch.

Immortals are part of history.

They are part of the truth.

Don was interested
in the truth.

Don't tell me
about the truth.

I trusted you.

I confided in you,
both of you.

Well, now I'm going to end it.

I'm going to lift up the rock
so everyone can see.

What are you saying?

You want the truth?

I'm going to
tell the truth.

I'm meeting the editor
of theTribune.

Tomorrow,
the world is going to know about Immortals.

No.

You'll destroy everyone.
The good, not just the bad.

There are no good ones!
It's evil, all of it.

They are not all like Kalas.

You'll be destroying me, too.
I'm one of them, Christine.

All this time.

You're one of those things.

Pretending
to be one of us.

Christine,
you've known me for years.

No. Get out.

Get out of my house.

You're finished, all of you.

Wonderful.
That went really well.

What were you thinking about?
I wasn't thinking. I was improvising.

By cutting yourself open.

Guess it took you 5,000 years
to figure that out.

Disappointed in me,
huh?

Aw, come on,
give me a break, will you?

What did you expect?
Einstein? Freud?

Buddha?
Forget it.

I'm sorry, Joe.
I'm just a guy.

I guess next you're going to
tell me there's no Santa Claus.

Look, what we have to worry
about is what we're going to do about Christine.

I'm not sure
we have to do anything.

She is about to let loose
in a major newspaper!

With what?

You got all Don's files.
Every one.

I wiped the computer clean.
He didn't keep anything at home.

Christine's
only got her word.

Humph.
People living forever,

running around cutting
each other's heads off with swords.

Yeah.
Who's gonna believe her?

It'll be filed away
with alien abductions and Elvis sightings.

Well, just in case,

I think
I'd better follow her.

You're certain it
was Christine Salzer?

Yeah, I checked with
the building manager.

Have you told anyone else
about this?

What, about creatures
who live forever?

Not yet,
but I'm sure the boys'll get a good laugh out of it.

Really? I don't think it
particularly funny!

Nino.
Yeah?

Fetch me another.

This one's broken.
All right.

Well, well, well.
I think I've hit the jackpot.

There you are.

You rotten bastard.
I hope you burn in hell.

I wish you hadn't seen that.

I'll bet you do.

You know, whatever you're
thinking, Christine--

not gonna bring him back.

It'll make me feel
a hell of a lot better.

Please give that to me,
Christine, for everyone's sake.

Go to hell.

Listen, Danielle,
I'm looking for Kalas. Have you seen him lately?

I don't know
where he would be.

To tell you the truth,
I don't care. Guy gave me the creeps.

Yeah, I know
what you mean.

What about
his friends? Friends?

He doesn't have
any friends.

So what's this about?
He owe you some money or something?

Or something.

What about the bartender?
Maybe I could talk to him.

Gerard? I don't think
he likes you.

Do you care?

You want
his phone number?

No, his address.
I want to surprise him.

Okay. 42 Rue La Guerre.
Apartment seven.

Thanks.

Amanda!
MacLeod!

- Are you trying to get killed?
- Me? I thought you were Kalas.

What are you doing here,
anyway?

I came to hear jazz.
Jazz.

Yeah. You know,
American music--

Coltrane, Winton,
Miles.

All right,
I came looking for you.

All right, I came for Kalas,
but you can be really irritating sometimes.

- Yeah,
and you can stay out of this. - Look, he is my problem too.

Yeah, ever since
you let him out of jail. Wait a minute.

That is below the belt.
I know that I messed up and I have to fix it.

- You can't keep
cleaning up after me. - Amanda--

No! I'm not quitting.
Either we do this together or we do it separately.

It's your choice.

Ooh, you're irritating.

Gerard, are you home?

You're wasting time.
Let me do it.

Aren't you glad
I came along?

Thrilled.

It's got
that lived-in look.

Yeah, lived in by a pig.

You know, slobs leave things.
Even if he's not home, he may have left something.

He's home.

Or was.

Well now it's got
that died-in look.

Get back!
MacLeod! Ugh!

Oh. Oh, damn.

I hate
when this happens.

Let's go.

You know, it's morning.
We've been looking all night.

I'm really tired.
We're not going to find him.

Our one lead back to Kalas
and you killed him. I told you I didn't kill him.

No, he just
fell on his gun. Yeah!

And it went off
just like that. Just like that.

Company.
Got it.

Guy on the right side,
red scarf?

No, left side,
black jacket.

Try not to
kill this one. Amanda! No, wait!

Found me.

Ooh, that must hurt.

Now, sunshine,
let's have a little talk.

Bonjour.

What next,
a little tea for two?

Don't tell me.

You're together, right?

Well, you're not gonna hurt
little ol' me, are you?

Oh,merde.

Believe me, this'll hurt you
a lot more than it'll hurt me.

I know you're working for him.
Where is he?

Damn it! You said
you wiped everything. You had all the files!

IthoughtI did.
Well, apparently not.

What the hell was that,
anyway?

Don and I were working on
an interactive database.

All our records
in one handy easy-to-access file.

Well,
that is just perfect.

The wonders
of modern technology.

What, something funny?

Yeah. You sound
just like Don.

He loved books.
Hereally hated computers.

I-- I never even
thought he knew what a backup was,

let alone
how to make one.

I'm glad you can laugh
when you know your life...

is just about to be
turned inside out!

Empires
rise and fall, Joe.

Remember
the old Chinese curse.

Yeah. "May you live in
interesting times."

Well, things just
got really interesting.

That's one way
of putting it.

Something
going on?

Kalas has Amanda.

You know, we've got
another big problem, Mac.

You know
the Watcher business...

that we were handling
without any help?

Yeah.

She's got it all?

Immortals, Watchers,
the histories-- everything.

But this could
start a panic, witch hunts.

Half the governments
in the world will be hunting us.

I've got
every Watcher in France out looking for her.

For thousands of years, Joe,
you've kept this a secret! What the hell happened?

Don't blame Joe.

So which it is,
am I dead or am I bait?

You'll be
the first to know.

I don't get it.
What is this thing you have with MacLeod?

There are greater gifts
than immortality.

You see this?

MacLeod destroyed my gift.

So now,

I'll destroy everything
he cares for,

everything he loves.

MacLeod doesn't love me.
Really?

No. Let's forget about MacLeod.
I can be very flexible.

Humph.
Very tempting.

But I spent centuries
in a monastery.

You're wasting your
not inconsiderable talents.

Watch her. Don't talk to her.
Don't touch her.

Bait!

You think
she's still alive?

He could
use her against me.

But he likes to
keep his victims dangling.

One way or another,
he'll contact me.

Yeah?

Yeah.
It's for you.

Come on.
You know this is bad for my circulation.

Can't you loosen them a bit?

Don't listen to her.

Never mind.
I guess it kinda slipped.

-You stay put.
-Relax, my hands are still tied.

- See?
- I told you to stay put.

Now where am I going?
I'm just going to stretch my legs.

You touch me,
and I touch... you!

Do you mind if I sit?

My appointment's
in 15 minutes.

You're not going to
talk me out of it.

You realize what this'll do.

I mean, not to the Watchers--
the Immortals, to the world.

That doesn't matter.
This is evil.

People have to
know the truth.

Let go of me.
I am begging you, Christine.

You can beg all you want.
It won't stop me.

Don't make me do this.

Try to understand me.

I can't let this happen.
I don't have any choice!

Neither do I.

Please!

Joe, don't do this.

Well, life as we know it
is over.

Do you know what
you just allowed to happen?

Yes.

Then why?

MacLeod,
why did you save her?

He didn't save her.

He saved you.

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 Yeah!

I have no rival

No man can be my equal

Take me to the future
of your world

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