All language subtitles for Highlander s04e08 Reluctant Heroes.eng

Oh, boy, that was fun.

A piece of advice, Mac-- never see a
movie when you can't pronounce the title.

There's two hours of my
life I'm never getting back.

Well, you can afford two.
What exactly is the attraction?

Is it the overacting
or the bad subtitles?

It's supposed to
be enlightening.

Boring is what it was.

You mean, no great lines,
no, uh-- Nothing like, uh,

"Hasta la
vista,baby"-- Exactly.

or "I'll be
back." That's it.

Ready to roll,
Mr. Petrovic.

You mean, no fight scenes
to hold the story together?

Precisely what I'm talking
about. You know what?

You're a worry. Excuse me?

Are you okay?

Yeah. I think so. Come
on, Mac. He's getting away.

David? I'm all right. I'm
all right. He saved my life.

Good, David. Good.
Oh, God. Alice?

No. No, no. No!

That way.

- Can it be?
- That is the question.

- Does the boy do your fighting for you now?
- What are you doing, Mac?

Don't worry. Old friend.

Another time, perhaps?

Drop it!

Gimme that thing.
It's called a sword.

Get 'im out of here.

Enough action for you?
Hasta la vista,baby.

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

Hey, Rich. What's up?

Last night, the guy we
saved? Yeah, what about him?

His name's David Markum. One of the bullets
that went through the window killed his wife.

What? Check it out.

The police are looking for us.
They want us to identify the killer.

- We can't.
- Excuse me?

- We weren't there.
- Then I must have one hell of an imagination.

Richie, we can't afford the
publicity this sort of thing brings.

- What's the worse thing that could happen?
- Kinman.

What about him?

Richie, he doesn't know who you
are. I wanna keep it that way.

He's that good, huh?

That good.

I swear that wicket is
smaller than the rest.

No other, just that one.

Perhaps the wicket is
of regulation width,

but it is your ball that
is larger than the rest.

You would do well to refrain
from commenting on the play.

To be truthful,
by and large,

the game is not at the forefront
of my thoughts, Your Majesty.

I'm sure you'll
tell us what is.

Mounting tensions between
England and Scotland.

My friend Duncan MacLeod
speaks for the clans.

Are you concerned about
the war, Duncan MacLeod?

I would think the war is of grave
concern to us all, Your Majesty.

I believe it's your turn.

To be perfectly candid, there
are thousands of loyal Scots...

that have died on French soil
fighting for you, my queen.

Indeed, while your nobles
tax them into oblivion.

Mark my words-- there will be a
civil war with Scotland because of it.

Such talk borders on
treason, sir. How dare you?

Lord Welsley, we will decide what is
treasonous in our presence and what is not.

Of course, Your Majesty.

Lord Dennis, there is a time to
discuss our war with the French...

and a time to keep your mind on the
game and your thoughts to yourself.

I think we have made our point. Nonsense.
The queen respects a strong will.

Duncan feels I
should hold my tongue.

We are inclined to agree.

I, on the other hand,
feel that right is right,

and I don't care a whit who
hears my opinions on the matter.

Then you are a fool, and we don't
care to associate with fools.

Right up front,
you're in trouble then.

Ah, but Dennis, when
you talked about the war.

Duncan, I don't care
a whit what they think.

I may not be a diplomat,
but I do know about timing,

and yours is terrible.

Maybe the queen has time to
spare, but England doesn't.

The queen can be
our greatest ally.

You said so yourself when we
met in the Highlands months ago.

Now that I've seen her
I know it to be true.

All of these men have lost friends
and family in this accursed war.

Aye, but can you not use your
head instead of your heart?

I spoke the truth. I have
no quarrel with what you say.

It's how and
when you say it.

Barkeep.

Ale. If you have any
that's fit to drink.

What brings you here, sir?

Why, the same as you,
sir. I have a thirst.

Although by the
looks of things,

your thirst is not for drink,
but for the commoner's adulation.

These are my friends and
no different than you.

Indeed they are
not. No, sir.

How many of your friends
play croquet for a living?

Gentlemen, why don't we have a drink and
discuss the affairs of the day in good cheer?

- Are you insulting me?
- Your politics do that well enough.

Let us return to our ales. If you're not
careful, that drink will be your last.

You affix yourself to royalty, like a
louse affixes itself to a horse's ass.

And yet you say your loyalties
lie with these... people.

How disingenuous of you.

Oh! How common.

Was that your way of
challenging me? Tomorrow at noon.

I shall look
forward to it.

Dennis, let us not bother with this
nonsense. We have more important matters.

What are you saying? Do you not see
he was goading you into a challenge?

Withdraw and forget him.
Withdraw? The man is a fop.

I'll dispatch him tomorrow and be
done with it. He is more than he seems.

There's nothing more to discuss.
Let me take the challenge.

The insult was to me. Damn it, man.
You are a fool. The queen was right.

Your Grace.

Your Grace.

Kinman, I should like
to speak with you.

You may speak. I'm not
asking your permission.

I will speak with
you, but privately.

I'm currently entertaining.
Perhaps another time.

There will be
no other time.

Very well.

If it's the only way
to have any peace.

Yes, yes? I've come here to ask
you not to fight my friend tomorrow.

Certainly. Have him
apologize publicly,

then shut his mouth forever about his bloody
politics, and the matter will be closed.

- 'Tis an unfair fight and you know it.
- 'Tis a matter of honor.

There is no honor in fighting a
man when the advantage is yours.

- 'Tis sport and nothing more.
- I never fight for sport.

Then let the duel
be to first blood.

Honor will be satisfied, and
the matter will be closed.

What concern is it of
yours? He's not one of us.

Do we agree?

Oh, very well, my
dear fellow. Very well.

Do a good job of
it tomorrow, Paul.

Dennis is entirely too friendly with the
Scots. He needs to be taught a lesson.

Trust me, Your Grace. The
matter is in good hands.

Well, it seems your confidence
is sufficiently bolstered.

First blood has been
drawn. The duel is over.

Honor's been satisfied.
You proved your courage.

I nearly broke a sweat there.
Is there anyone else at home...

who could provide me with more
distraction-- the sister, perhaps?

Sir, you will take back those
words or I'll have your head.

That would be quite
a show, wouldn't it?

Let it stand.

And after I've had your sister, perhaps
your mother would care to be entertained.

Why
you--

Oh, dear.

Judgment?

You're next.

- Duncan MacLeod?

Yeah, can I help you?
Kaayla Brooks, F.B.I.

Glad I found you.
Sure. What's this about?

Testifying against
Paul Kinman.

- Sorry, who?
- The man who killed Alice Markum last night?

Oh, the woman in the newspaper?
What would I have to do with that?

You weren't at the Geiser Theater
on Sierra Road around 11:00 p.m.?

No, sorry.

Don't look at me. And you didn't get
between David Markum and the bullet?

I think you've got me
mixed up with somebody else.

Well, I got a witness says he saw two
guys with a T-Bird chase the shooter.

One was tall, long
hair, well built.

The other was about 20,
short hair, blue T-shirt.

Now, I've been tracking
T-Birds all day long.

Now I'm standing here
with you and your friend--

I see I found my boys. There must
be a lot of guys who look like us.

Yeah, right. Look, cops caught the guy
in a parking garage around the corner.

Guy's a pro. Very smart. Bureau's
been tracking him for about five years.

Never had enough
for an arrest.

Eighty-six and three-eighths, Richie.
Well, I guess congratulations are in order.

Not yet they're not. The guy ditched the
weapon and mask before police got to him.

Now the only ones who can tie him into
the shooting are the guys who chased him.

Well, good luck
finding them.

No, I already found them.

You were there.
You saw the guy.

You can put him away.

Are you gonna testify?

Sorry. Wish I could help.

Okay, you don't want to
talk to me, that's fine.

You can talk to the local cops.
'Cause if I found you, so will they.

Am I missing something here,
Mac? If Kinman is such a badass,

why don't we just testify and put
him away so he can't hurt anybody?

Richie, I don't wanna put
him away. I wanna bury him.

How long were we in
there for? Three hours.

It felt like three days. Must've
asked me the same questions 50 times.

And you told them? Just like we talked
about. We were training at the dojo.

I still don't think they believed
me. My guess is he's got a lawyer.

They can hold him for 48
hours without charging him.

Then you're gonna be waiting for
him when he gets out. That's right.

What if he wins? Then you'd better
take the first bus out of town.

MacLeod!

It is you. I'm sorry about
your wife, Mr. Markum.

How sorry are you? They told me
inside you weren't going to testify.

They said you told them you weren't
even there. There's nothing I can do.

You can tell 'em
the truth, damn it.

You'll have your justice.
Trust me. It's better this way.

Better for who? What, are
you afraid? Or did he buy you?

Whatever it is, I'll match
it. Go home, Mr. Markum.

- You son of a bitch, you can't let him walk.
- Mac!

I said, go home.

You're gonna let him get
away with killing my wife?

You're nothing but a damn
coward. Why don't you relax?

- Remember this guy saved your life.
- It's okay, Richie. Forget it.

Coward. Coward!

I see the anger
in your eyes.

- I too was loathe to hear of Dennis's death.
- It will not go unanswered.

I understand your
hatred of Kinman's act,

but it was not one
of his own making.

He was paid to kill Dennis by those who
wish to see the war with France continue.

Whether paid or not,
he will be dealt with.

The court is alive
with treachery.

Jacobites, Tories, Whigs.

French spies. All at each other's
throats. This intrigue serves no one.

Your Majesty,
may I come closer?

You may take your
leave. Yes, Your Majesty.

I care not about
treachery or intrigue.

I care about justice.
I only want Kinman.

My people are divided.

I will not give them a battle between a
Catholic Scotsman and a Protestant Englishman.

- That will divide them further.
- But you cannot ask me to do nothing.

I can ask what I
will. I am your queen.

And I will have your word
that you will not fight Kinman.

I beg you, Your Majesty. T'would be better
to ask for my life than to ask for this.

There is more at stake
here than your pride.

I have a nation
to protect.

I will have your word,
and I will have it now.

I swear.

As long as the queen
reigns, I will not fight him.

- To a good friend and a good man.
- Aye.

- Lord Dennis Keating.
- Lord Dennis Keating.

That was the only one of those
gentlemen that was decent.

Barkeep. Two ales.

Your finest. Does it always
smell like this in here?

Ah, Duncan MacLeod. My very good
friend. I didn't see you back here.

Perhaps you can help us.
I've nothing to say to you.

Oh, nonsense. All you need to
do is settle a little argument...

between my very good friend,
the Earl of Welsley and myself.

You see, the earl thinks
young Dennis died like a man.

I, on the other hand, think he died
like a stuck pig. What do you think?

Another one.

Well, apparently we are here to learn
our lesson. And what lesson is that?

A coward who holds his tongue
will live to quiver another day.

Yes? Is there something
you wanted to say?

It walks like a man,
it talks like a man,

but it slithers
out on its belly.

Challenge.

- You coward. -
Coward. - Coward!

Coward. Scurry out then.

Go on! Coward.

- Coward. -
Coward. - Cowards.

Cowards!

He won't testify.

You have to make
them testify.

If they both hold to their
stories, there's nothing we can do.

- You could arrest them.
- On what charge?

Please, you have to do something.
There has to be justice.

I promise you, Mr. Markum. Kinman is
not going to walk away from this thing.

Now give me your gun.

I'll keep it in the
store for protection.

Give it to me. Please?

Come on.

You might as well talk to me,
Kinman, 'cause your ass is nailed.

What shall we talk
about, Agent Brooks?

The war in Bosnia? How
the Yankees did last week?

Let's talk about the murder
you committed last night.

If you wanna talk about something else,
let's talk about Michael Talseg in Chicago,

Daniel Rawstein in Philly,

Perry Tavelin in Miami.

Are these people
I'm supposed to know?

They're people you killed.

Really? Mmm. You'd think I'd
remember something like that.

You're going away this time, Kinman.
I got two witnesses that I.D.'d you.

I don't think so. If you did
have somebody willing to talk,

I'd be in front of a judge being
arraigned, not sitting here talking to you.

Watch this.

Nothing up my sleeve.
Look what's in my hand.

Why, it's nothing. That's exactly
what you have, Agent Brooks.

Nothing. No, you're wrong.

See, I got this.

Now what do
you have to say?

Kaayla, uh, what the
hell are you doing?

My job, cleaning
up the streets.

- Frank, don't let her do this.
-I'm gonna kill you now you bastard.

How does it feel?

Kaayla, don't.
He's not worth it.

If we don't charge him, he'll walk,
and I'm not gonna let that happen.

Give me the gun, please.

We're gonna get him,
just not like this.

Why not? That's how
he did Alice Markum.

Kaayla, he's not
worth your life.

You do this, and that's what you're
throwing away. Now give it to me.

- No.
- Frank, let's do something.

He has to pay. He
will. We'll get him.

Now Kaayla, give
me the gun. Now.

It's okay. It's okay.

Sorry.

And I'm gonna
get rid of this,

and then I'm going to my car
to get that bottle of scotch.

Do you wanna join
me? No, you go on.

We're not finished. Now,
I'm gonna be right back.

Don't do anything
crazy. I won't.

I promise.

Very convincing.

I have to be.

Where's my sword? In
the evidence locker.

What is it with you and
that thing? Can you get it?

Hey, I'm the F.B.I.
I can get anything.

I don't know what
I see in you. I do.

Danger,

money, style.

Power.

You don't really have a
witness, do you, sweetheart?

No one who's gonna talk.

If he was, you know I'd
take care of it for you.

I told him, Mac, but he
insisted on seeing you.

It's all right.
I'll talk to him.

Mr. Markum, I already told
you I can't testify. You did.

That's what you told me.
Now I want you to tell them.

Come on, girls.
It's all right.

This is Lisa and
this is Maureen,

our-- my
children.

Girls, this is
Duncan MacLeod.

Markum, don't do this. Lisa's
starting softball this year.

Maureen has to get braces.
Alice promised her a kitten.

Now you tell them
why you won't testify.

You tell them why you won't help find
the man who murdered their mother.

Go ahead, MacLeod.
They're waiting.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.
It's all right.

Look, I know you
were there. I know it.

Is it money? Is that it?
No, it's not like that.

Here's $200,000.

$200,000 just for
telling the truth.

It's not about the money. Then what
will it take, damn it? It's all I have.

Here, take it!

I can't.

I'm so sorry.

Come on, girls. Let's go.

Two hundred grand, Mac, in my
hand. Just for telling the truth.

You know what I could do with that
kind of money? You didn't take it?

Of course not. But I can't say I wasn't
tempted. It would've changed my life.

Yeah, or gotten you killed.
It's not about the money, Mac.

It's about Markum. It's about his
kids. The guy's tearing himself apart.

Don't you think I know that? Then why
in the hell can't we just help him?

'Cause Kinman is mine.

I don't get you, Mac.
Sometimes you are unbelievable.

You're the first one to talk about justice.
The first one to talk about what's right.

That's what this is about--
justice. Damn it, for what?

For a guy who died
over two centuries ago?

Time doesn't make
any difference.

What about Markum? What
about his little girls?

- Kinman will get what's coming.
- Mac, you kill Kinman, you get satisfaction.

Hey, it's not about my
satisfaction. Yeah, right.

He's done this for
centuries. Bull, Mac.

You kill him. They'll
never know about it.

They'll spend the rest of their
lives thinking he got away.

And that we
let him. I know.

And we just go ahead
and live with that?

What do you want? Why
did Kinman come after you?

You don't want to come forward,
fine. Just leave. Answer the question.

I don't know. Really?

Look at me, Mr. MacLeod. What do you
see? Nothing. Because that's what I am.

That's not what I see. I see a man so
hurt he doesn't know what he's doing.

A man so angry, he uses his children's
grief as a weapon. You wanna tell me why?

My wife is dead. The killer goes
free. That's not reason enough?

There's more to it than
that. Why did she die?

What did you do? It
should have been me.

I deserved it.
It was my fault.

Why? I'm not a rich
man, Mr. MacLeod.

Just a little
bit successful.

But I had to
buy that success.

I took a loan from a man I had no
business knowing. Vince Petrovic.

- And when you tried to pay him back?
- He wanted half the store.

Said he was my partner.
I told him to go to hell.

- You didn't think he'd come after you?
- I thought I could handle it.

I thought I was tough
enough. I never thought--

Alice never even
knew about the loan.

- You didn't tell the police.
- If I did he'd come after my kids.

To lose someone like that, to
have it happen because of you,

you can't understand
what that feels like.

Maybe I can.

I don't know why you decided
to come forward, Mr. MacLeod,

but I'm glad you did.

Just take your time.
He can't see you.

He won't even know
you're standing here.

Sure he won't.

That's the man that
killed Alice Markum.

You're positive? After all, it was
very dark, and you will be under oath.

That's him.

Then we're done.
Except for one thing.

- What's that?
- Markum's taken a second mortgage out on his house,

and he's borrowing everything
he can on his store. So?

Well, some people are saying
he paid you to testify.

He didn't.

If that came out in court, your
testimony would be inadmissible...

and, Kinman walks.

He didn't pay me. That's
all you have to say.

That's all there is.

We'll be in touch.

That's a lot of money
to be carrying around.

I heard this neighborhood isn't safe
after dark. That depends who you are.

Do I know you? No.
I'm Duncan MacLeod.

What can I do for
you, Duncan MacLeod?

Just stay away from
David Markum. Who?

The man you hired
Paul Kinman to kill.

It's okay, Joey. Listen
to the mouth on this guy.

Now, is it slander or is
it libel? I forget which.

But either one, accusations like that
can get a person in a lot of trouble.

Paul Kinman's going away for
life. Don't send anyone else.

If this fantasy you've
concocted were true,

and I could order a person's
death over the telephone,

why wouldn't I order yours?
Because you're a businessman,

and you deal in
what you know.

And you don't know me, and
that worries you a little.

Hey, Joey, do
I look worried?

You got nerve.
I'll give you that.

I think I've heard
enough of this clown.

Stay away from David
Markum. It's good business.

Hey, Joey, you know what?

I coulda been a contender.

Oh, damn. What is it?

I left the transfer sheets up in
the office. You wanna go get 'em?

No, forget it. They'll
fax them over later.

You know what a pain in the ass they can be
at County. Why don't you go get the papers?

And leave you alone down here
with this? I can handle him.

They're gonna be pissed, you
know. Let 'em be pissed. Let's go.

Was that supposed to be police
brutality? Keep it moving, scuzzball.

I don't mind the chains so much, but I
do hate walking like this. No dignity.

So write a book in prison. Mm.
Not part of my plans I'm afraid.

Can't write? Actually, I
write rather well, Frank.

I'm just not going to prison.
That's what they all say.

I know. But they're not
all screwing your partner.

Or are they,
Kaayla, darling?

Jesus.

- Kaayla.
- Why didn't you go for the damn papers, Frank?

Don't. Shoot him.

Shoot him, Kaayla.

- Do it!

I'm waiting.

Kinman escaped
from jail. When?

Last night. They
were moving him.

He killed an F.B.I.
guy and disappeared.

How do we stop a guy
like that? "We" don't.

I take it you're planning to kill
him? It's been a long time coming.

I thought you said he was good, Mac.
Really good. Maybe even better than you.

I don't care. You
want him that bad, huh?

I let him get away once.
I'm not gonna do it again.

Close the house up
for me, Rich. Sure.

Maybe it wasn't smart
killing Frank like that.

We just-- We just have to think this
thing through. I'm sure you're right.

I got it. Okay,
you rough me up--

Make it look good, okay?

Then you put the cuffs on me. I
stagger back to the last gas station.

- I kidnapped you. Is that the story?
- Sure.

You got my gun away.
You killed Frank.

You made me drive you out here, and
then you dumped me out of the car.

Then a few months later,

post-traumatic stress,

I resign from the Bureau
and meet you at the villa.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I did get
your gun away, hmm?

Paul, what are you doing?

Making you
more convincing.

The villa won't be the
same without you, my love.

Kinman's escaped.

I think you should take your little girls
and get out of town for a couple of days.

Paper or plastic?

You got a cabin in the country. You can spend
some time with your little girls. It's safe.

Don't worry about me, MacLeod.
I went to see Petrovic.

You caved? You gave him a piece of
your business? You bet your ass I did.

I go to sleep scared
and I wake up scared.

What if he sends someone else after
me? What if my girls get in the way?

It's over. He wins. You think
it's over? It's never over.

You give him half your business now,
in six months, he'll have all of it.

If you refuse, you'll be looking over
your shoulder for the rest of your life...

wondering where the next
bullet's coming from.

What else can I
do? I don't know.

I don't know.

Greetings.

Kinman. I heard you were
out. I've come for my money.

What money? You
missed. You got caught.

And I was told
you were a pro.

Maybe you don't
understand.

You see, I've got the police
and the F.B.I. looking for me,

so I need my money and I need
to get out of the country.

That's your problem. True. But
now I'm making it your problem.

So let's have a little
cooperation, shall we?

- You'll die for this.
- Does that mean you're not going to help me?

Nobody threatens me.

You don't know it, Kinman,
but you're already a dead man.

Why is it that men with power always
feel that they're invulnerable?

My leg.

There was a time when a man
like me had the ear of royalty.

I don't believe
it. You shot me.

When a single man's death could
change the course of a war--

I'm bleeding. The
fate of a nation.

You're a freakin'
wacko. Crazy bastard.

Now the barons are poultry
merchants and moneylenders.

Okay. Look, look. You need
some money. I'll help you.

And the elegant weapons of yesterday
have been reduced to this... machine.

I'll get you out of
the country, no problem.

Where is the
challenge in that?

You want a challenge,
Kinman? Here I am.

Mm. Grown a backbone,
have we? Sabers at dawn?

This will do... right now.

What's the matter? Don't
you trust your sword arm?

Of course, my dear fellow,
but these things are such fun.

- Hmm. Stuck pig. Friend of yours?
- Friend of yours.

Can't you beat me with
that, your little toy?

Of course.

I'm still Paul Kinman.

First blood.

I told you. I never
fight for sport.

I don't fight
for sport either.

Close your eyes,
think of England.

Hello, Mr. Markum.

Life goes on, huh? I've
got a business to run.

Least you don't have to
share it with a partner.

Petrovic's out of
the meat business.

Yeah, I heard. It's
all over the street.

I don't know why you
did it, but thank you.

- It wasn't me.
- Then who?

Kinman.

I don't believe it.
The man's not human.

He keeps on killing and
keeps getting away with it.

Now he's gonna get
away with this one too.

How your kids making out? My
sister flew in from San Francisco.

She's gonna be staying with
us for a while. That's good.

I've gotta be going. I just wanted
to stop by and see how you were doing.

One day at a time. Thanks
for all you tried to do.

I just wish there'd been
some justice for Alice.

I'm sorry. I'd better
get back to work.

Mr. Markum,

Kinman didn't
get away with it.

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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