All language subtitles for Highlander s06e06 black tower.eng

Saturday morning, 3 a.m. I
guess that makes it truth time.

I hate opera.

But they were
your tickets.

Okay, you're really going to
pull this out of me, aren't you?

Here it is.

I was trying to impress
you. It's pathetic isn't it?

Beautiful, yes.
Sexy, absolutely.

Pathetic? Not
in this lifetime.

You said you
didn't get out much.

Not lately.
Well, me neither.

So, Margo, what about the
other day at the Louvre?

What? The Seurat exhibit.

I thought you said he
was your favorite artist.

I think I
started something.

Well, you can't blame
a guy for wondering.

Listen, Duncan,
I love the Louvre.

I shouldn't have
said anything.

I'm just out
of practice, um,

with this dating
thing, you know.

Practice makes perfect.

That's a good plan.

So, you get the candles,
and I'll get the lights.

Okay.

- I'll get it.
- I'm right here. I'll get it.

That's funny.
There's no one here.

Duncan!

Look out!

Let go of me!

Who are you?

Stop it! Duncan!

No! You're hurting
me. Get in the car.

Get in the car.

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

Devon Marek.

Long time, Duncan.

What are you staring at,
you savage? Don't touch me.

I would've thought a man in your
position would have better manners.

I do not need manners. I am Devon
Marek, son of the Duke of Willoughby.

I need a surgeon.
Fine. Then I'll be off.

Should only take a few days for
them to find you. Wait! Wait.

I have not given you
permission to leave.

I do not wish it, but
you will give me aid.

I command you!

Pl-Please, help me.

That's better.

Let me see, man.

I'm afraid there's nothing anyone can
do. You best make your peace with God.

I shall not die.

I shall not die.

Yes, you will.

Are you a madman? You would
bury a man not yet dead?

- You were dead.
- Go fetch a surgeon.

Look to your wound.

My teacher always told me that I'd know
another Immortal-- even one that didn't know it.

What is this? You are
a seer? A sorcerer?

No. Connor, my teacher,

told me I would always
get this feeling.

The same one as I got from
you, but it was different.

Didn't recognize
what it was.

What you sensed
was greatness.

What I sensed, you pompous
ass, was immortality.

Look around you, MacLeod. I told
you I'd accomplish great things.

You make toys,
Marek. Get over it.

- I got your message.

You were wrong about
me, MacLeod. Always.

- Was I? Then why are you hiding behind a woman?
- Who's hiding?

I'm just setting the
bait for the hunt.

Allow me to introduce
my other guests, MacLeod.

I believe you have already
met Monsieur Benoit.

The butchers of Basque:
the brothers Montoya.

Over 14 years, they've combined
for 57 successful kills.

And then, of course, there's our friend
from the States, Mr. William Robert Shemp.

I'm sure you can call him Billy
Bob. You see, all his friends do.

Mr. Shemp here is the finest bounty
hunter ever to come out of the South.

He'll kill anything for a price.
I mean, just ask his father.

Let's get this
show on the road.

The rules are very
simple, MacLeod.

Since when did you
play by the rules?

They're not for
me, they're for you.

There are other rules.
We both know them.

In your world. In here, I write the
rules, and they change with the game.

Now, today, it's
hide and seek.

You see, I hide this gorgeous young
creature here, and you try to find her.

Cut the games, Marek.
It's me you want. I'm here.

Oh, now, where's
the sport in that?

Now, of course, while
you're looking for her,

my friends here will
be looking for you.

Boss, we're running a
little behind schedule.

This game's mine, Dice.
I say when and I say how.

Right. Cue me
for the start.

You... have 60 seconds
to start running.

Don't be ridiculous.
Face me, Marek.

Fifty-nine, 58,

-57,

56,
55, 54--

Thirteen, 12, 11,

ten, nine, eight,

seven, six,

five, four, three,

two, one.

This way. Go, go!

Dice, pay attention. Yeah.
I know. I'm paying attention.

Man, I'm multitasking.

I don't get it. Well, I mean,
I do-- No, I don't get it.

Why are we going to the trouble of
setting up a live-action simulation...

for this new game design, when we could
just create a design sim on the computer?

No, really. I
don't get it.

No machine could ever take the place of
reality. We need an accurate simulation.

We've gotta start with
something that is virtually real.

I don't believe--
Oh, no. I do.

I think virtual is much
cleaner than real. Much better.

We're just begging
to get "Betamaxed."

Just push the buttons,
Dice. Okay. No, that's fine.

But the whole simulation is flawed. This guy
gets a prize if he gets out of the building.

Generica man. Big deal.

It's not like he's really
running for his life or anything.

There he is!

Get after him!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Oh, man, that's
hot. He got out.

That's gotta be bonus points.
Gotta be. Maybe even a level change.

I can't believe he got out.
Of course he did, you fool.

Now what kind of hunt would it
be if it were over so quickly?

He's gotta come this way.

He's gotta be in here.
Check around here.

You can't hide, MacLeod!

Shemp, did you find him?

It's all locked there.
We're wasting our time.

Come on!

What the hell was that?
- There he is.

Heading upstairs.

He's mine! Only if
you get him first.

Well done, Duncan.

You're doing so well
for a Highland savage.

I've got something else
to show you, Duncan.

You can't hide forever. Let me direct
your attention to the security monitors.

You can rescue her before the guard
outside her door blows her brains out...

and earn 10,000
bonus points.

Or you can put your tail
between your legs and run home.

You know me better
than that, Marek.

Oh, man. That is way cool. You offer
the hero the doors and he has to choose.

Escape and get all his lives back,
or save the damsel in distress...

and earn bonus points.

I gotta tell you, boss. Until now, I
never thought you were a real player.

Dice, I am the player.

She's on level
G-7, MacLeod.

Really?

Thank you, Marek.

Interesting choice.

There never was a choice. You
can set your watch by heroes.

Now start slowing it
down and stop at Area G-7.

Outside interference.
Metaforce. Very nice.

He's on his way to G-7.
Who'd have figured you for--

Today is the day for
settling scores, MacLeod.

You really get into
this, don't you?

You know, Marek, you're
beginning to try my patience.

Bye-bye.

High-five. The trashing
of the camera-- real anger.

Makes the character much more realistic.
I never would have thought of that.

That's because your characters are just
stick figures. No emotion. No passion.

And never that moment of stark
fear in their eyes before they die.

You should try living in
the real world for a while.

- What the hell?
- Upstairs. He went up.

Yo, chief, he ain't here.

How the hell could
they let him get away?

You said you didn't want
it to be easy. Right.

Hey. It was just a
technical analysis.

I mean, when I see something
bogus, I should tell you, right?

What do you see? The whole elevator
module looked too good to be real.

I could tell it was
fake. Oh, really?

All right, he's on the move.
He's going for her. Confirm.

- I hear you.
- Me too.

Don't get in my way,
boys. This one's mine.

I am totally ambushed, man.
He's gonna take the bait.

They always do.

You, hunter!
Stop right there!

I said stop!

This deer belongs to me.

And as you hunt it,
so shall I hunt you.

Stay. This prey is mine.

Return to the
duke at once.

Run, rabbit, run.

Watch it.

Hey, MacLeod.

A little of this.

Little bit of that.
Then more of that.

Oh, what the hell.

Come over here.
Where's he goin'?

Almost there.

Let's go. Okay.

Where are ya, boy?

Dang.

This is great, man. It's just--
I'm telling you. It blows me away.

Are you telling me
we lost him again?

Yeah, and the hillbilly's down.
All we've got left are Spaniards.

- That's more than enough, Dice.
- This is the best beta simulation I've ever seen.

I'm talking ever.
Right. Where is he now?

I don't know. Maybe-- Wait
a minute. Oh, this is great.

I'm picking up temperature variance
in the air-conditioning system.

Looks like
he's in the A.C.

Montoya. Yeah?

Not you, your brother. Si?

He's in the air ducts.
Run, little rabbit, run.

-Oh, God, Duncan. Thank God you're here.
- You all right?

You're hurt. No,
I'm fine. Let's go.

Go. What the
hell is going on?

Isn't this a little late in the
game to be adding a new character?

I sure as hell didn't
put him in there.

It must've been me. So, I get
character creation royalties?

Shut up, Dice. The next time you
leave a door open I'll have your head.

Hello.

That cop was no
player persona.

- You got a problem?
- You really aced him.

How very observant of you.

Why is he doing this?
What does he want from me?

If it's any consolation, it's
not you he's after. It's me.

What did you do
to him? Nothing.

Hey, I didn't sign
on for this, dude.

Get back to work. You are a
nut bar, and I am so outta here.

You listen to me, Dice. Now
you make me a lot of money.

It would be a waste to blow those
idiot savant brains all over this room.

You'd shoot me? You
wouldn't shoot me.

You'd shoot me.
That's better.

Now, you put your
butt back in the chair,

and you be a
good little geek.

Listen, I think I have the right to
know. You must have done something to him.

I helped him once. Oh, well,
that explains it, doesn't it?

It's a long story.
Let's get out of here.

You see? There is nothing a Highland
savage could teach a gentleman of swordplay.

Aye, I know. You've trained with the
best swordsmen in the duke's court.

And beaten them. That is why I am sent here
to mind these dreary holdings in Scotland.

When an Immortal comes for your
head, he'll nay be impressed by...

your fancy,
high-falutin sword work.

I shall have help. Is that
not why one has retainers?

There are rules, Marek, by
which you're honor-bound.

Don't bore me, MacLeod. Your rules
were not made for one such as I.

They are not my rules.
They're meant for all of us.

To each and every
Immortal alive.

When I have my inheritance, I shall build
a castle that no Immortal can penetrate.

Unless by my request.

Will that not be sport? To have
a prey I can kill again and again.

There must be way too much bone in
your royal head for you to understand.

There will be no
inheritance, nor dukedom.

To the world that
knew you, you're dead.

You have to leave this life
and start a new one. Impossible.

It is only the wretch that
stuck me that knows I am dead.

Aye, and all
those he's told.

Water?

I'd come down for
your head, MacLeod,

but it's an ugly climb,
and I have other business.

Now no one shall know but you and
I. I shall have my inheritance.

Then you shall have
to silence me as well.

As you wish.

He's got Lord Marek.

You there! Halt!

Oh, my God. His
Lordship is dead.

He's moving through skill levels
faster than Yahoo on a Web site.

- He's awesome, man.
- Do I detect your excitement waning, Dice,

or your loyalty? No. Yeah.

What I'm saying is
he's almost here.

Let's check down here.

What are you doing?
I'm calling the police.

I doubt it.

- It's dead.
- Marek has control of everything.

The phones, the
elevators. Security.

Oh, my God. He's insane.

Yeah, that's
putting it mildly.

We're just supposed to sit here and wait
for those goons to come and get us now?

Yes and no.

Duncan, I hate to interfere, but do you think
this is really the time to be redecorating?

I've got an idea. Ideas are
good, but guns are better.

Up on the desk. What?

Get up on the desk until
I tell you it's safe.

Safe? Okay, I like safe.

Here, pull this apart
while you're waiting.

Okay. Why not?

They have to be here somewhere.
We're on the right floor.

I'll go this
way. You go that.

I don't like this.

Like what? How easy he took
out Benoit and the American.

You compare us to
them? Not the Frenchman.

The americano. We
could never trust them.

They are-- They
are-- Not brothers.

Amateurs. Exactly. The million
dollars was meant for us.

It's mine. I
heard it first.

-Watch out. The water.
-What?

What's the
matter,hermano? Can't swim?

Tu eres muerto!

You okay? Um, oh
yeah, I'm fine.

- You wait here. - Duncan, wait
a minute. W-Where are you going?

It's better if you wait
here. Oh, no you don't.

I know what I'm doing.
I'm coming with you.

No. You'll be safer here.

Margo, I'm sorry
about all of this.

I have to say this has
been a hell of a date.

Trust me? Yeah.
It's my life.

Be very careful. You're
very valuable to me.

Lock the door behind me.

I think this
isn't-- No, I do.

I do think
this isn't good.

It took you long
enough. Look, guys,

you're taking this
reality thing way too far.

- I lost everything because of you.
- You lost nothing.

I lost my whole world, and it's taken
me nearly 400 years to get it back.

But you look around,
MacLeod. I've built an empire.

Well, you went to enough
trouble trying to find me Marek.

All you ever had
to do was ask.

Sorry, Duncan, but a
girl's gotta pay the bills.

Well, he's dead. Is that
your professional opinion?

Yes, it is. I wish
it were that easy.

Well, you got your body. Where's
the money? It's not over yet.

Look, we had a deal. Yes,
and the job's not done.

What are you trying to pull? You know
no one could survive a fall like that.

Yes, you're right. You're,
um, absolutely right.

Y-You're supposed
to be a game.

Is this real enough
for you? I didn't know.

You didn't know? Yes--
No. I did not. I-I didn't.

It's not my fault. It was just
supposed to be a simulation.

A simulation?
People are dead.

Real people. Not
virtually real.

I didn't know he was playing
for keeps in meat space.

How could I? Please don't
kill me. It was all Marek.

He's a madman. He's
gone completely postal.

Please, you've
gotta help me.

Help you? You were
trying to kill me.

Not you. Him.

That is me. Yes,
I know. I know now.

I'm sorry.

Get out of here.

Where am I gonna go?

He's gonna find me,
and then it's game over.

All right-- you help
me, and I'll help you.

Anything.

Get me that chair.

Welcome back to
your kingdom, Marek.

- Dice?
- No. No, Dice.

I'm waiting for
you now, Marek.

Dice, where the hell are
you? Get me off this elevator.

I thought you
wanted to play?

MacLeod.

It's my game
now. My rules.

Good-bye.

- I'm here, MacLeod.
- Just the way it's supposed to be.

- Just you and me.
- I told you before.

Your rules don't
apply to me.

They do now.

Now you wouldn't kill an
unarmed man, would you?

And I was telling Dice
what a hero you are.

How different
are we really?

Go ahead. Pick it up.

That was a really
big mistake, Duncan.

You can rest assured. I wouldn't
offer you the same courtesy.

Yeah, that's the difference
between you and me.

You gotta admit. It
would've made a great game.

You never even saw me.
You got me? No dice.

No MacLeod.
That's what I mean.

Not here, not on your
monitors. Nowhere.

Not even in your wildest
imagination. Man, I never go there.

Right.

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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