All language subtitles for Highlander s04e21 Judgement Day.eng

Joe's.

Hey, Jack. How
the hell are you?

Man, it's been
a long time.

Say that again.

Are you sure there's
no mistake? He's dead?

No, no, no.
Duncan MacLeod is--

Oh. Duncan MacLeod
was my assignment.

Yeah. I will, uh, be
on the next plane, okay?

See you later.

Voila.

Monsieur, are
you all right?

Yeah, I'm, uh--
I'm fine, thank you.

Thank you.

Terminal report on the
Immortal, Duncan MacLeod.

Dawson?

Tuesday, 2:00 p.m. Dawson!

MacLeod!

It's you!

Somebody's gonna
catch hell for this.

Hey, watch it!

What
are you--

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

Duncan MacLeod, of
the Clan MacLeod.

Yes, I know.

I was expecting
someone else.

Not a close
friend, I assume.

Dawson was here this morning.
Someone grabbed him outside the barge.

- Why?
- I don't know! Maybe they're after me.

Damn him! What's
he doing here?

Something is going on with the
Watchers. Security is intense.

- That's why I didn't come to the barge.
- You're gonna have to find...

who's out there
for me. Look--

If I start questioning people, sooner or
later, one of them starts questioning me.

You owe him.

Methos, what other Watcher
would've kept your secret--

that you, an Immortal, are masquerading
as a Watcher named Adam Pierson?

- That was his choice.
- Yes, it was.

Okay, I'll find
out what I can.

Thanks.

I spent years losing my conscience,
only for him to go and find it again.

Damn it. Who are you, and
where the hell are we going?

How long are you
gonna keep this up?

What the--
Shit! Damn it!

If you'd let me take
this off, I could walk!

Okay. Okay.

Okay, you got me. I'm
helpless, all right?

Just let-- How-- Tell
me what's going on.

All right, somebody
start talkin'!

Open up! Open up!
Who the hell are you?

They're definitely watching your
barge. Phone's probably tapped, as well.

Who is? Methos.

It's not an Immortal.
It's the Watchers.

Dawson was taken by his own
people? Why? Where is he?

I wasn't able to find out. You're a Watcher,
damn it. You should be able to find out.

The rumor is that the Watcher Tribunal
are putting him on trial for treason.

Excuse me. Is the
estate for sale?

I'm sorry. It was sold some time ago.
That sign should really be taken away.

The man that just left on the
bike-- is he the new buyer?

No, just someone who wanted to
get in touch with the old owners.

That's a
coincidence. So am I.

I'm afraid I can't
help you either.

The estate was listed
under a holding company.

All the business
was done by phone.

Well, if they sold this one, they
must've bought another one somewhere else.

Not with me, and not in Paris. I'd
have heard about any sale that big.

Are you in the
market for an estate?

No. Thank you very much.

Well, if it isn't
Ken and Barbie!

Love the decor, fellas.
All right! All right.

Getting a little
careless, aren't we?

I've seen your faces now.

It won't matter. Okay.

If you were gonna kill me, you
would've done it by now, right?

So just tell me what you want. Give me
a clue. What is it? What is going on?

Who are you guys?

If it's money you're after, you
got the wrong guy! It's a mistake!

It's no mistake, Joe.

Jack? Jack, is that you?

I wish I could say it's
good to see you, Joe.

What the hell
is this about?

You snatch me off the street, you
lock me up-- You're my own people--

Damn it, Jack,
you're my friend!

That's why I'm
here to judge you.

For what?

Tell him.

Joseph Dawson, you are charged
with betraying your oath,

with consorting with an Immortal,
and falsifying chronicles.

How do you plead?

I don't believe this. You haul my
ass all the way to Paris for-for this?

In the last three years,
we've lost 80 agents.

In the 50 years before
that, we've lost two.

So?

So, it's been
just three years...

since you had your first
little talk with MacLeod.

Oh, now
you wait a--

You should've kept
your mouth shut, Joe.

- Now we have to shut it for you.
- Fine.

You want me out? I'm gone.

And you can keep
the gold watch!

You're not being dismissed for your
crimes. It's gone far beyond that.

An example must be made.

If we decide you are
guilty, the penalty is death.

We've got to stop meeting
like this. People will talk.

I thought you said you didn't
know where he was being held?

I didn't. I managed a little
research, okay? How did you find out?

I did some
research of my own.

MacLeod, he's in enough trouble
as it is. You shouldn't be here.

And you should?

Okay. Like you
say, I owe him one.

Glad to hear it.

Now let's figure a way in.

Hold it.

Your I.D., please.

What's your business here? It's
Pierson-- Adam Pierson. I'm in research.

I'm attached to the Methos
project, okay? Check it out.

You're not on the list.

They've shut the library in
Paris and moved everything here.

- Come back next week.
-Next week? This is urgent!

-Urgent?
- If I lose Methos because of this, it'll be on your head.

The assignment's been around for 5,000
years. Another week won't kill you.

Bloody bureaucrat!

Well, well. What's this? The last
meal for the condemned man, huh?

You know, I don't know about this
sour cream. You see, I'm, uh--

have to watch
my cholesterol.

I suppose I can live dangerously
for the last couple of hours, huh?

Nah, forget it.

I lost my appetite.

Ooh, this place come like this,
or they build it specially for you?

MacLeod, get
outta here now!

Grab some sheets. We'll tie him
up, and we can get outta here.

It's not gonna
work, MacLeod.

It won't if you don't get yourself in
gear. There are guards all over. Come on!

Yeah. Security
cameras too.

Was nice of you
to come by, though.

Hey, don't mention it.

Duncan MacLeod
following you here?

Ohh, this is a
real mess, Joe.

Yeah-- kidnapping isn't.
We did not kidnap Dawson.

You threw him in a car, threatened
his life-- What do you call it?

Following our rules.

Joe took the same
oath that we all did.

He swore that
undernocircumstances--

that is
nocircumstances--

was he to reveal our existence
to Immortals. Yet, here you are.

I'm not your enemy.

Your presence here only proves how dangerous
it is for Immortals to know we exist!

MacLeod is no danger
to the Watchers.

I'm not so
sure about that.

How many others
have you told?

Only those I trust.

And do you trust all
the ones that they told?

You see?

That's how it starts, Joe.

And it ends in death!

Detroit, New
York, Rome--

Those are our brothers and
sisters, Joe. They're dead!

All killed by Immortals!

You can't try him for
crimes he didn't commit.

He's no more responsible
for this than you are.

He knew what he was doing
when he trashed his oath.

He had no choice.
I found him.

My friend Darius had been murdered, and
the only clue I had to his killers...

was an ancient book I found near
his body. The book led me to Dawson.

I'm an antique dealer.

I came across this book, but
I can't tell much about it.

I'm afraid it's not worth
much in this condition.

Well, I'm really
just curious.

Beautiful illustrations.
Probably the work of monks.

Yeah, perhaps.
Ever seen it before?

No.

I, uh-- I might be
interested in buying it.

Really? I thought you said
it wasn't worth very much.

It's for me. I have a-- a
weakness for beautiful things.

I'm sorry. It's
not for sale.

Dawson covered,

but he didn't
have a chance.

It was that book and the other
Watchers that gave the game away.

For as long as your kind's been
around, we've been watching.

And no Immortals
ever discovered you?

Why would they notice
another face in the crowd?

I mean, even one as
extraordinary as mine.

And this? It's one
of our chronicles.

That disappeared
500 years ago.

Somehow, Darius got it.

It's a-- It's part of a
record we keep of Immortals.

- So you can hunt us?
- No, no. We observe, we record, but we never interfere.

So you took it upon yourself
to betray our secret--

a secret generations of
Watchers have died to protect.

I did what I had to do.

What you had to do, or
what you wanted to do?

Horton and the others
were killing Immortals.

If I hadn't told MacLeod the truth, he
would've thought all Watchers were murderers.

The group Horton
led were Watchers--

Watchers that
were renegades,

who wanted to wipe
us out of existence.

Darius wasn't the first Immortal
they'd hunted and killed.

He wanted to kill every Immortal, good
or evil. Made no difference to him.

He was obsessed.

Darius!

Darius!

This is happening
right under your nose!

You're not stupid.
Maybe you're just blind.

Why don't you tell me
what I'm supposed to see?

How about a softball coach who's
running a death squad on the side?

You're talking about James.
No, I'm talking about Gunga Din.

Don't you get it?
Horton killed Darius.

What Horton did is irrelevant. The
bottom line is that you betrayed us, Joe.

What do you mean?

I mean that MacLeod...

became more important
to you than your oath,

than your duty.

His fight with Killian was part
of the game, and you interfered.

You used us to interfere.

Two Immortals go off together--
one doesn't come back.

We both know what
happened. Mm-mmm.

I'm sorry.

Look, Joe, I would
know if he was dead.

Killian crossed the line.
He wanted to get at MacLeod,

and he didn't care how many
people he killed to do it.

He was totally
without conscience.

And if he's not alive, then I
want to know where to find Killian.

All right.

I'll see what
I can find out.

Joe Dawson?

Andrea Henson. I
watch Simon Killian.

I'm, uh, writing my
close-up on MacLeod.

He's not dead. They shot him,
but Killian didn't take his head.

He's locked him in one of those old
cells at the abandoned air force base.

You didn't know?

No, I-- I
didn't know.

You're not gonna get
involved... are you, Joe?

Get used to your
new home, MacLeod.

No one's used this
brig in 40 years,

and the only one who knows you're
down here thinks you're dead.

So, what's my
sentence, Colonel, sir?

Fair is fair.

I did 70 years.
You'll do 70 years.

Unless, of course,
someone takes my head.

Then you'll be
here forever.

My first safe in years.

Amanda?

Duncan. What are
you doing here?

- Did you miss me?
- More than you'll ever know.

How did you find me?

I had a little
help from a friend.

Hello, Mac.

You've been breaking
the rules for years.

Not only did
you betray us,

you underestimated us.

What's the matter?
Nothing to say?

Joe broke his oath because there
were things that needed to be done.

Your gun, now, or they die. Hey,
you're way out of line here, MacLeod.

Mac, think about what you're
doing. I am. I'm proving the point.

Are you telling me it would've been
better if he had stayed out of it?

If he'd let Immortals like Ward
and Barnes keep on killing? Huh?

How many men could you see die before
you did something about it? Hey.

Before you stopped it?

You think Barnes
would've thanked you?

Quentin Barnes.

But that's
impossible. He's dead.

I was.

But as you can
see, I'm back.

Our Father, who art in
Heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done--

I thought I told
you not to follow me.

You found Father Morton? Yeah, but not
before Barnes did. I want his files, Dawson.

It's being printed. Josh should
be on his way with it by now.

It might keep
someone else alive.

Yeah, hold on one
second. It's for you, Mac.

Dawson? Yeah.

- What do you got?
- He killed Singer last night.

Yeah, tell me something I don't
know. I think we found him.

Go on.

- That old asylum out past
Route Three-- - Yeah, I know it.

- I'd like to be able to do more, MacLeod.
- You do what you can.

Barnes? You
know where he is?

Duncan, if you care about me,
you're gonna have to kill Barnes now!

Forgive me, my friend.
I have a promise to keep.

If it wasn't for Dawson,

I wouldn't have been able
to stop Nicholas Ward.

Knock knock.

What'd you find out? Well, the Parisian
police think they might have a serial killer.

They can't be sure, but three men, all
about the same age, have been murdered.

Nickie.

Not great enough.

Everyone's a critic.

All right. All right,
MacLeod. All right.

You see, that rule book-- it looks a lot
different out on the street than it does down here.

So you made up
your own rules?

And now you will suffer the
penalty prescribed in our code.

- Which is?
- They're gonna blow my brains out tomorrow.

Tradition-- you
gotta love it.

You can't do that!

Do you think this
is easy for me?

How many times have you, or any of you,
been out there facing what he faces,

- feeling what he feels?
- This is not about his feelings.

This is about justice!

Then if you want justice,
let his peers judge him!

People who
are like him--

People who have been forced
to stand by and donothing,

w-- watch
innocents die,

because your rule book
says record and do nothing!

You are not part of this organization.
You have no right to a voice here.

Then who speaks
for Joe Dawson?

You don't want a trial.
You don't want justice.

- You just want an excuse to
commit murder. - Now just--

Stop it.

Is this what
you want, Joe?

Jack, I don't
want any of this.

But, yeah, I want a jury.

What do you think?

All right. All right.

You'll have your jury,

but... only if you're
judged with him, MacLeod.

If he's found guilty,
you're found guilty.

If he dies, you die.

Mac, please don't do it.

Agreed?

Agreed.

"I'm not your enemy."

"Your presence here only proves how dangerous
it is for Immortals to know we exist."

I'm a little tired
of this decor in here.

I think it's time
to redecorate.

Here. Lip-synch them
something, will you?

Little late for
this, isn't it?

Better late than never.

So how much do they know?

Enough. I've been doctoring
the reports for a while now.

You know, just leaving out
what I don't want 'em to know.

Jack was right.

I underestimated 'em.

I was watching you, and
they were watching me.

Mac, you gotta distance
yourself from me.

I thought you liked me.

Come on, man.
This is your life!

I dug this
hole for myself.

No, you didn't dig it alone. If we're
getting out of here, we get out together.

Very funny. Privacy isn't
an option here, MacLeod.

Sure you don't
wanna reconsider?

Hi. You're assigned to
Duncan MacLeod, aren't you?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

It's okay. It's all right.

I'm one of you. See?

I just got transferred in from
South Africa. Jacob Galati.

- David Shapiro.

It's funny. There's an
Immortal named Jacob Galati.

I know. And he
just killed you.

Boy, they pulled
out all the stops.

Your fan club? Nah, the
regional coordinators--

South
Africa, Asia--

Wow. South
America, Australia,

Europe-- the
big shots.

Glad to see we're
a hot ticket.

Good morning, Jack. I
trust you slept well.

I slept like hell.
How about you?

Like a baby.

It's time.

Joseph Dawson has admitted
that he breached our secret,

that he told MacLeod who
we are and what we do.

That is a
matter of record.

But what I am
about to show you...

is evidence of the worst crime
that a Watcher can commit.

Falsified reports.

Chronicles that will
leave lies in the record.

All this to cover
up his own agenda.

You reported that MacLeod
killed the Immortal Thorne,

because of an ancient grudge
between them. Is that right?

But you omitted a
rather important detail--

Thorne killed a woman
named Lauren Gale,

your lover.

She wasn't robbed.
She wasn't raped.

Someone just... opened
her door and killed her.

No!

I didn't even get a look
at the bastard's face.

You did what you could. Yeah,
well, that was not enough!

Do you know what
that feels like? Yes.

Do you? Yes, I do.

Well, then do
something for me.

Whatever you need.

You help me find
this son of a bitch.

Thorne.

Is this what
this is about?

Tell me-- is this what
you killed Lauren for?

For these-these--
thesethings!

No!

You can't kill
him with that, Joe.

Look, I know, but I can sure as
hell slow him down until I can.

You won't get close
enough to use it.

Let me do this
for both of us.

Joe had a damn good
reason to hate Thorne,

but I had my own reasons.

Thorne was evil, and I'd have
fought him sooner or later.

All Joe did was help it
happen before more people died.

Not this time. MacLeod.

Then who the
hell's in there?

A friend-- something
you can't buy or steal.

You're overreacting,
MacLeod.

- It's not worth dying for.
- I don't intend to.

I would've fought
Thorne anyway.

Dawson didn't change that.

But you admit
you interfered?

I admit I loved her.

I admit I am
a human being.

If you want me to apologize for
that, you can all go to hell.

Please, two
minutes, please.

All right.

Pierson for the
defense. Perfect.

Who are you?

M-My name is Adam
Pierson. I'm a researcher.

We don't need the
opinions of researchers.

Maybe not, but I didn't
come to give you an opinion.

I came to give you this.

I found that in an Italian
library misfiled as a fairy tale.

It's the private
journal of a Watcher.

A Methos Watcher.

Watchers don't
keep journals.

Well, this one had to.

You see, he found out a
great deal about his subject,

and the more discovered, the
more he... came to like him,

I know there's a point
somewhere here, son.

They became friends.

But because of our rules, he
couldn't put that in his report.

Think about it.
The man knew Methos.

what-- what histories we might now
know if we didn't force men like him...

and Joe Dawson...

to hide what
they have learnt.

And how many others?

How much more knowledge
has been lost to us?

I say,

let friendship thrive.

Let him record
all he has learned.

Learn.

Are you through?

Yes, sir.

If a true version of history
isn't what you're after,

think of the good that's come
of Dawson bending your rules.

Dead Immortals?
Murdered Watchers?

If it wasn't for Dawson, Horton
would still be killing Immortals now,

and everything you stood
for would've been destroyed.

If we hadn't
worked together,

Kalas would've revealed both
our secrets to the world.

Joe didn't tell him about the Watchers,
yet he found out about it anyway.

And he didn't hesitate to
use you any way he could.

He wanted power over me,
and you gave it to him.

- Try again!

- Why were you
following me?

I think it's going to
be a very long night.

I-I-I'm
your Watcher.

My Watcher.

And that's supposed to
mean something to me?

Immortals. We
know what you are.

We've been observing
you for centuries.

I want MacLeod.
He's not here.

Then find him!

That's what you
Watchers do, isn't it?

And tell him he
meets me tonight,

otherwise we're
all on CNN.

One of your people
created a database.

Immortals, their Watchers--
everything on computer.

-Kalas had it, and he was ready to use it.
- Hear that, Kalas?

That's a fat lady singing.

If that information had gotten
out, none of us would've been safe.

Watchers, Immortals-- everything
would've been destroyed.

You have me at a
disadvantage, MacLeod.

But remember,

if you do kill me,
you're finished too.

Maybe it's worth it if
it rids the world of you.

If I didn't
know MacLeod--

we didn't
work together--

Kalas would've told the
world about all of us.

Oh, no, Joe, you can't
chicken-and-egg this thing.

Maybeif you didn't know MacLeod,
Kalas wouldn't have found the disk.

The only thing that's clear here
is that you trashed your oath.

His oath? His oath?

I've spent my entire existence
fighting other Immortals,

men who hold life cheap.

I live-- No,
I survive...

because I value life.

Yours, and yours,
and even his.

If you value Joe Dawson's
life less than you value...

a set of rules,

then you become as unprincipled
and as evil as the men I fight,

because, like them, you
lose all your humanity.

Excuse me, Mr. Shapiro?

Maybe we got a shot.

You know him
better than I do.

This trial is over.

Another Watcher
has been killed.

Who?

It was my son, MacLeod.

He was Dawson's
replacement--

your new Watcher.

I'm sorry, but I had
nothing to do with it.

Jack, you can't
blame him for this.

No! Not alone.

I blame you.

The jury will withdraw
to consider the verdict.

We don't have to withdraw.

We find them
guilty as charged.

Well, how about a smoke? Oh, come
on. You guys are big on tradition.

Every condemned man
gets a cigarette.

Come on! Let's
go! Sorry, MacLeod.

Come on. What are you talking
about? We're not dead yet.

We will be if we stay
here. Come on! Let's go!

You go. I'm--
I'm staying.

What're you talking about?

I knew the deal when I signed on. I
knew the risks if I broke the rules.

Joe, they're gonna put a bullet in your
head tomorrow, and you won't be coming back.

I'm guilty,
MacLeod. Of what?

I believed in that oath I took.
I lived half my life by it!

- Oh, you're as bad as they are.
- I'm a Watcher.

Joe, they're gonna kill you.
They've made up their minds.

It's all right.

I'm not letting you stay
here! Please, MacLeod!

Joe, is it
worth your life?

Please.

Come on. It's your
last chance. Come on.

If you change your mind.

Good-bye, Duncan MacLeod.

And good luck.

Damn him. Setting himself
up like that, waiting to die.

He'll go down
without a word.

It sounds like that's
the way he wants it.

Well, what do you expect me to
do? Stay there and die with him?

Well, I wouldn't.

MacLeod, you need a vacation. I hear New
Zealand's very nice this time of year.

Look, you did your
best. I did my best.

If he wants to sit there like a
lamb going to the slaughter, let him.

There's nothing else to do.
I'm not going back for him.

No. It wouldn't
be sensible.

Joseph.

You smell that, Jack?

The rosemary, nasturtiums.

They're out early this year.
It's gonna be a beautiful summer.

Last request?

Yeah. I'd like
to die of old age.

It's not my choice, Joe.

I hope you believe that.
It's a question of principle.

Principle's not gonna give the
order to shoot, Jack-- You are.

There is something
you can do for me.

Pull the trigger, buddy.

I hate that putz.

Jack?

It's time.

You're gonna have
to do this. I can't.

Jack.

Say hello to Shirley
and the girls for me.

I don't blame you, buddy.

I wouldn't wanna
watch this either.

All right, Charlie.
Move your ass.

I got an
appointment to keep.

On your knees.

Not in this lifetime.

Joe? Joe!

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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