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Previously onHighlander.

Are you afraid, Foster?
We should all be afraid.

He believed the Zoroastrian myths
of ancient Persia held the truth...

about a cycle of evil that
comes to Earth every 1,000 years.

"Ahriman."

- I saw him. He's got Joe.
I existed before time began.

- I am Set!
-I am Ahriman.

Devastated by
Richie's death,

MacLeod went into seclusion
on holy ground for a year...

to grieve, to heal and to prepare
for the battle with darkness...

he knew he would
have to face.

It wasn't an accident,
Joe. Richie was murdered.

Don't you think I
wanna believe you?

All alone and no
one to believe you.

Why don't you just go back to that little
monastery you've been hiding away in?

I wonder what it would
take to make you leave.

I'm Sophie Baines. Thank
you for saving my life.

They found Sophie Baines
in the river. She's dead.

- Andrew!
Andrew, stop it!

Please! Don't hurt him. He's my brother.
He was just trying to protect me.

Think about it, MacLeod. I
brought Sophie back from the dead.

- I could bring anyone back.
- It won't work. You can't tempt me.

- Just say the word. Say yes.
- No!

But I don't understand.
What do you want from me?

I'm nobody.
You're perfect.

He wants me to kill you.
He offered me my life.

How do I defeat him? I don't know.
Every champion has to find his own way.

- Sophie, I need to know
more. I need to know how.

Andrew! He said I would do
anything because I loved you!

He was right. No!

No!

This thing is evil, Joe. I'm gonna
find it, and I'm gonna destroy it.

It's done.

Thank you.

Good-bye, Jackie.

Father Beaufort?

Duncan?

It's good to see you.
It's been too long.

Since we lost Darius.
I miss those arguments.

I looked for you at the church.
They told me about your brother.

I had to bury him here.

They don't allow suicides
on hallowed ground.

- I'm sorry.
- We were children here.

I broke my arm falling
out of that tree. I--

I think Jackie cried
more than I did.

Our father died in the war,
Mother a few months later.

I turned to the church.
Jackie couldn't find peace,

not even in death.

I just came to
pay my respects.

I had a few questions,
but it can wait.

God bless you, Duncan.

And you, Robert.
Thank you.

What are you doing?

I don't wanna hurt 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

- You sure you didn't hit him that hard?
- I didn't hit him at all.

Ahriman.

And he could be
anyone at any time.

Well, Mac, I got Watchers turnin'
down vacation to check on Ahriman.

I really think if there's anything
that can kill it, we're gonna find it.

Yeah. In the meantime,
people are dying.

Do they still think they're
looking for this ancient Immortal?

- Yeah.
- Well, tell 'em to be careful.

They're professionals.
They're always careful.

Anyway, this is
all we got so far.

Thanks, Joe. This would
be hard without you.

No problem.

I'll-- I'll
call later.

All right.

"In answer to
the guileful one,

"the deadly, the
evildoer Ahriman,

Zarathustra said, 'Never will
I renounce the good mind.'"

"Never will I renounce
the good mind."

Somewhat
theatrical, I agree.

A thousand years ago, it would have been
enough to have caused a panic in the streets.

- What do you want?
-But this is the scientific age.

People don't believe in
demons and devils anymore.

And maybe that's
my best trick yet.

All that technology, so
much useless information.

It's almost a sin to
want to know so much.

Well, if it's so
useless, why are you here?

So this is
where you hide...

with your books and your
scrolls, like a frightened monk.

I thought you were a better
man than that, MacLeod.

- I thought you were a warrior like me.
- I'm nothing like you.

Oh, that's right. You don't
carry a blade any longer, do you?

What a pity.

-Somewhere in here's the way to destroy you.
-Better men than you have tried.

Stop now... and live.

You'll never know who's
coming for you next.

Why, Lord?

Jackie was a good man.

You've known his soul
since he was a boy.

Bobby! Jackie!
Lunch is ready!

Coming, Mama.

Bobby! Jackie!

He would've given the world
for his daughters if he could.

But he was sick-- a disease
of the heart and soul...

had stripped him of his
humanity and left him empty.

Nothing could help him--
not daughters, not prayer.

We gave him nothing.

Now, for his one moment of
weakness, I have to condemn him?

Tell me, God. Must I damn
my brother to love you?

Mmm, I got to find Hey.

Can I help you? I believe the
question, Joseph, is: Can I help you?

James.

Here. Take this. You look
as though you need it.

How's my family? I gather
Lynn's moved back to Chicago.

You're not real. You were
best man at my wedding.

I'm your sister's
husband. No. I buried you.

Joseph, Joseph. How
little you understand.

- What is it you want?
- To help.

The Watchers have always been our
brothers and sisters, our family.

When you lost your legs in Vietnam, they
saved you. They gave you another chance.

And how do you repay them?
You use them. You lie to them.

- You make them the tool of an Immortal.
- You are an illusion.

No, Joseph. I'm your
conscience. Save yourself.

Let MacLeod fight his
own battles. Go to hell!

I have.

Watchers don't interfere,
and if they do, they die.

- Hey, Joe.

You look like hell.

Yeah. Funny you
should mention it.

What? Nothing,
nothing, nothing.

You said your people found
something I should see.

Actually, it just
hasn't arrived yet.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah. Why shouldn't I be?

Because of what we're
facing. No, I'm-- I'm fine.

All right then. Call me
when you get something.

Mac! I forgot.

I-- I do have
something here.

One of my guys-- Well, he found
this in a museum in Bolivia.

It's some kind
of a talisman.

The native shamans used
it in their vision quests.

It's the same symbol
we found before.

Thanks, Joe.

Robert?

Robert? Oh, Duncan.

What can I do
for you? Um--

Sorry to trouble you. I know it's
not a good time, but I need your help.

It's nothing. I'm just
a little distracted.

- What do you need?
- Are you still the archivist of the order?

Yeah.

I'm looking for anything you
might have on the nature of evil.

That's just about
everything in the collection.

Would you prefer to
narrow that down a little?

- Do you believe in the devil?
- You're serious.

Do I believe in horns
and a pitchfork? No.

But do I believe that evil is an
entity loose in the world? Yes.

I see its works
everywhere.

Whatever books or scrolls are of
use to you, you're welcome to them.

Thank you.

Evil can take
many forms, Duncan.

The church believes there's
only one sure way to destroy it--

through faith.

Henri! Michel!

They were supposed to meet us topside.
They were really excited about this find.

This cave is pre-Roman, pre-Gallic,
even. 6,000, 7,000 years old.

Some kind of a-- Some kind
of a holy site. Look at this.

Ahriman, or whatever
these people called it.

Yeah, well, I
don't get it, man.

They were supposed
to meet us here.

Look at this. Looks like
they're fighting it. Uh-huh.

And who's this?
- Must be their champion.

Now what?

Well. Looks
like they lost.

Yeah, but he's still
standing... and he's unarmed.

They did it. They
must've beaten him.

Dear God, no!

I didn't kill
them. You did.

Like hell! Exactly.

Look.

Maguire and Rosenthal.
No. They were in Iraq.

Maguire still owes you $30 from that
last game of poker you played, doesn't he?

And Stacey Rosenthal's been
trying to get up the courage...

to invite you to dinner
for the last three years.

Do you realize what
you're doing, Joseph,

sending innocent men and women into
dangerous situations that don't concern them?

- Get back! Get
back! Get in close!

Oh, look, Joseph.
They're dying,

in agony, all
because of you.

You sent them. This is another
one of your goddamned illusions!

Is it? Your telephone is
going to ring in 10 seconds.

- Ten seconds, Joseph.

Mind if I smoke?

Dawson.

I tried to tell you. If
you interfere, people die.

But it's not your fault,
Joseph, not yours at all.

Have you come to confess your sins?
Have you come to ask forgiveness?

Tell me, Father.

Which is better,
murder or suicide?

See, I'd say murder.

I could rip out
someone's beating heart,

confess to you, and you would
have to forgive me, wouldn't you?

Only God can forgive.
As for suicide,

tell me.

Did God forgive your brother
when he slashed his wrists?

I didn't think so.

My brother is in God's hands.
Your brother is in hell, Father,

tormented for eternity.

Can you see him there,
tortured, in agony,

while the murderers who
cry, "Oh, please forgive me,"

they enter the land
of milk and honey.

Isn't that what your church
has decreed for all suicides?

The church prays
for his soul.

And does the church
pray for murderers too?

Do you still pray for your
sainted father, Darius?

Because he was a murderer
too, you know, and a rapist--

and a defiler of
your holy places.

And then one day,
he became a priest,

and he whitewashed
his evil soul.

But the stain still lies there
underneath. How do you know that?

Who are you?

I think you know who I am,

and I think, Father, that if you
look deep down inside yourself,

you will come to
recognize what I am.

Robert?

- Look at me.
- No.

Are you afraid to look
into the face of evil?

Afraid that your God can't
protect you, even in his own house?

Soon, priest,
you will be mine.

Father, you all right?

- Who are you looking for?
- Nobody.

I must've dozed off. If you don't
mind, Duncan, I'll go and lie down.

It wasn't a
dream. He was here.

There is nobody here.
This is God's house.

What evil we find here,
we bring ourselves.

You felt it. You
saw him, didn't you?

What can I do?

Help me find him.

Have you ever seen
any of these before?

No.

Wait a second.
Maybe that--

Let's go and
find that symbol.

I think we'll
use another door.

We went back
through the archives.

The symbol turned up in the
writings of an ancient German mystic.

To him, there was a force of hate
that could only be defeated by love.

Fine for Gandhi,
but what about us?

- What else did he say?
- Nothing.

Seems he died before he
could finish his memoirs.

Oh, that's great.

So what do we do? Sit and contemplate our
navels while the whole world goes to hell?

- What happened, Joe?
- Nothing happened.

He came to you, didn't he?

I got four Watchers
dead already.

I'm pullin' my people out.

It's okay, Joe.
It's my fight.

Well, I didn't say
Iwas pullin' out.

Mac, the answer's out there.
You and I, we gotta find it.

Thanks.

I'm sorry to disturb you,
Jackie, but if I don't pull these,

they'll choke
the whole garden.

Bobby.

Jackie?

Oh, dear God, it's you.

Help me, Bobby. Please.

Help you? How
can I help you?

I'm damned. No.

God's turned his
back on me. No.

Oh, God isn't love,
Bobby. He's... vengeance...

and hate.

He's abandoned me,

and he'll abandon you too.

Oh, no. God
will forgive you.

There is no forgiveness.

There is only pain.
Help me, Bobby, please.

Help you?

How can I help you?

Jackie.

Jackie?

Oh, Jackie!

Oh, God.

Help me, Bobby!

Your brother is in hell,
tormented for eternity.

There is no forgiveness.
There's only pain.

He's vengeance!
-Soon you'll be mine.

- Are you afraid to look into the face of evil?
- No!

No!

You've done very
well, Joseph.

-I'm glad you've come to your
senses about the Watchers.

- So I've come to offer you a small gift.
- Keep the gift.

No. I think
you'll want this.

- Really? What's the hook?
- No hook.

Just say no to MacLeod when he asks you
to violate your Watcher oath and help him.

- When pigs fly.
- Fly.

You used to fly,
Joseph. Do you remember?

They used to call
you the flier.

Do you remember
running on the beach?

Do you remember thousands screaming your
name as you scored yet another touchdown?

Do you remember what it was like to
wrap your legs around a beautiful woman?

No. No. No.

I can help you fly again.

Please don't--
Don't do this.

- I can give you back your wings.
-No.

Joseph, look at them.

They're yours, Joseph.
Go on. Move them.

That's right, Joseph.

You can take
them for a spin.

You can even take them
dancing if you want.

They're yours.
They're real.

All you have to do
is keep your vow...

and give me MacLeod.

I can't. I won't.

You son of a bitch!

Oh, well. I suppose
you'll be needing those...

for now.

Legs, MacLeod.

He offered me my legs.

Can you believe that?

I can believe
anything about him.

As if I would
sell my soul...

for a simple,
goddamn pair of legs.

Some people would have.

What the hell?

If I didn't want it so bad, it
wouldn't be a temptation, would it?

I'm sorry.

Okay.

Let's see what we
got, huh? We got--

We got a mystic symbol.

We got some ancient
cave paintings.

Some old German saying
all we need is love.

The answer's gotta
be in there somewhere.

This is the last shipment I got from my
people before I pulled them out of the field.

Where'd this come from?
What? That candy dish?

Some old monastery
in the Himalayas.

I've seen this before.
It's a Tibetan singing bowl.

Show yourself.

Been waiting a long time
for you to come out and play.

That's okay. Soon I'll
be playing with yours.

I've got all kind of toys.

Tessa.

Hugh Fitzcairn.

Darius.

If you remain silent, then have
that of the priest you're so fond of.

Till then, I
play with this.

I think I'll
call it Richie.

Richie.

Richie. Richie.

- Richie.
- Richie. Richie, Richie, Richie.

Richie, Richie, Richie.
Richie, Richie, Richie.

- Stop.
- You stop me!

Come on. Stop me. Stop me.

Like you stopped
Richie. Richie's dead.

Richie's dead! Richie's
dead! Richie's dead!

You knew you were
killing Richie.

I think you liked it.

Richie killer. Richie
killer. Richie killer.

- Richie killer. Richie killer.
-Richie killer.

Why not try me?

Duncan, this way!

Come take my head.
Duncan, this way.

I'm here. MacLeod!

Mac. Mac! MacLeod!

I've been calling
you for hours. My God.

How long have you been
like this? I don't know.

There was this thing.
I was fighting it.

And it was goading me.

It was as if it was
feeding on my anger.

The more I hated,
the more I was lost.

I could've been trapped
in there forever.

Whatever this-- Whatever
this thing is, Joe,

it doesn't have
a physical form.

Where are you goin'? Mac?

Bobby, you promised.

You promised Mother you'd--
you'd take care of me.

If I couldn't save you when you
were alive, how can I save you now?

I thought you'd
understand.

I thought you'd
want to help me.

Jackie, what do you want
from me? What can I do?

Come with me,
Bobby. Please.

- I'm so alone.
- Oh, no. No. It's a mortal sin.

God is a lie,
Bobby. Can't you see?

You've wasted your
whole life on a lie.

Come on. We'll
be together like--

like when we were kids.

Stop!

Robert, don't.

Bobby, I'm afraid. Make
him go away. Leave, Duncan.

- You can't do this.
- Get out.

I said get out.
I have to do this.

I've lost my brother. I've
lost God. I've lost my life.

Why? Because he says so?
This is not your brother.

Jackie's dead.

Whatever he needs,
you can't give him.

But this-- this
thing wants your soul.

Don't listen to him, Bobby.
He just wants to keep us apart.

Don't you see, Duncan?
I've lost my faith.

Look at me.
- No.

Robert, look at me.

It doesn't matter if you've
lost your faith in him,

because he hasn't
lost his faith in you.

Give me the knife.
Give it to me.

Give it to me.

Here, Bobby.
Go for the goal.

I would have damned myself
if it wasn't for you.

No. That's what it
wants you to think.

The only power it has over
us is the power we give it.

Duncan, everything I've read
says it is useless to fight it,

that it feeds on
our hate and fear.

That its very presence breeds hate and
fear. How can we destroy something...

that thrives
on destruction?

Peace, Father.

"Never will I renounce a good
mind." It was there all the time.

- In peace.
- What?

I have to do
this by myself.

You have to leave now. I
need to know you'll be safe.

Isn't there
anything I can do?

Pray.

Oh, good. You're back.

- You've lost.
- Let's play. How about guns?

Yes, yes. Shoot me.

That's not fair.

How
about, uh--

How about your old friend?

Let's see it.

Game's over.
Your time is up.

No gun. No sword.

How are you
going to fight me?

Are you going to huff and
puff and blow my house down?

I become one with everything.
I become one with you.

Too bad you didn't think of
that before you killed Richie!

I become everything.
Therefore, I become nothing.

Come on. Be a
man. I dare you!

Therefore, you
are nothing.

Without my anger,
you have no substance.

Without my pride,
you have no form.

Without my hate,

you have no being.

Maybe we can find something a
little more impressive, MacLeod.

- It's time for you to leave.
- I've only just begun.

You have no place here.

- I'm a part of you now.
- You always were.

You know, you never did tell
me how you beat this bastard.

What did you have to do?

Nothing.

There's a thought in the
Kabbalah that Armageddon,

the ultimate fight between good and
evil, will be fought within one soul.

And yours is the soul. That's
why you're the champion.

Maybe. All I know is that
evil exists in all of us, Joe.

When we deny that,
we give evil power.

Ahriman said it himself.

His greatest trick was to
convince the world he didn't exist.

Well, he does. He
exists in all of us.

Once I accepted that, I
was able to defeat him.

Armageddon in
Darius's church.

How's Father
Beaufort doing?

Finding his faith.

- To faith.
- To the champion.

Ooh. It's been a while.

Well, I better get going.

Take care, huh? Yeah.

Hey, will you-- will
you do me a favor?

Will you please take this?

Just so I know you'll
be here when I get back.

Come on. You have
avenged Richie's death.

Mac, you've
defeated Ahriman.

You're still Duncan
MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod.

Take it, please.

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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