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He is immortal.

Born in the Highlands of Scotland 400 hundred years ago.

He's not alone.

There are others like him.

Some good...

...some evil.

For centuries he's 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 the world

BERLIN - 1936

When you first saw me

You thought you could use me

Strut me up and down the Strasse

Cheat on me and abuse me

Well, mister, the tables have turned

You've fallen under my spell

I get to wear the crown

That you reserved for yourself

Hey, mister, I'm nobody's sister

Leave Berlin while you can

You thought you filled the bill But I need a real man

Your stories were charming

And your suits were Seville

You dance like the Kaiser himself

You gave me a thrill

Strut your stuff somewhere else, Mac

This girl is busy today

The boys are lined up around the block

To all the boys I say

Hey, mister, I'm nobody's sister

Leave Berlin while you can

You thought you filled the bill But I need a real man

- Well, Heinrich, have you been a bad boy? - Very bad.

Show me how bad.

Beautiful work. You've made me very happy.

Later, my liebling.

Heinrich! Stop!

Nothing.

Play something.

- Your stamina's improved. - Yeah, I lasted a whole few seconds more that time.

Don't worry, it'll come.

- I hate this outfit. - Part of the discipline.

Come on, let's do it again.

All right, you're mine now.

Faster.

Outside!

Retreat!

What does he want?

Me.

Your move.

Amanda.

I'll say this, MacLeod. You sure know how to treat a girl.

God, I hate this machine.

I never got used to it in the first place.

Coffee. I've spilt it everywhere.

I like it, Duncan.

It's really you.

Don't get used to it. What do you want, Amanda?

You mean, besides you?

You know, it's been ages since we've seen each other.

It was last year in Paris.

You know, you're really good. I should let you get away with it.

You know what? I'm gonna toss a coin.

Heads, I let you go. Tails, I call the police. Okay?

Well, it wasn't the sweetest job I've ever pulled...

...but it worked.

Where the hell's MacLeod?

- I should've known this was a set-up. - What?

I help you steal the book, MacLeod takes my head...

...and the two of you live happily ever after.

Okay Zak, old pal.

If that's the way you want it.

Let's get this over with, once and for all.

My pleasure.

I was saving this for MacLeod, to slow him down.

But, as they say,

all is fair in love and...

I knew you'd come.

Why? Did you miss me?

Why try to save her, MacLeod?

She's betrayed you before.

At least I was smart enough to stay out of jail.

All right, maybe things just slip my mind every once in a while.

- And into your pocket. - Nobody's perfect.

- Do you want to know the real reason I came to see you? - Surprise me.

Because I heard about Tessa.

Don't press your luck, Amanda.

Look, Duncan, I know we weren't exactly friends, but...

...I do know she loved you.

And, I just thought, you know, maybe you could use the company.

Thanks for the warm thought, but I'm doing okay.

Maybe not.

You know, It's not good to be alone with these things.

I think maybe I could help you forget about it.

What are you thinking?

Actually I was wondering where you were going to stay tonight.

Of course I had a room standing by, but I didn't think I needed it, MacLeod.

I can't believe this. Whatever happened to good old-fashioned hospitality?

Guess it went out with covered wagons and hoop skirts.

You know, you won't let me change. You really expect me to steal, don't you?

I expect sharks to bite, too. Don't take it personally.

Room service.

I really thought we used to have something, MacLeod.

I guess I was wrong.

Oh, spare me, Amanda. You don't do the hurt woman very well.

Well, it was worth a shot.

But I really do like you, Duncan.

Let's just play house for seventy or eighty years.

If you come up I'll show you my etchings.

Amanda, look, maybe in the future we can get together, have a drink and laugh about old times.

I can't wait.

Damn!

- Listen! - Leave me alone!

- No! No, where are they? - What do you want?

Hey! Leave the lady alone.

- Back off, pal. It's none of your business. - Unfortunately, it is.

Come on!

- We lost them! - Let's check every floor. Come on.

They're gone.

- How's your arm? - I'll live.

But it's more than I can say about you.

Who were those guys?

- I swear on my mother's grave. - You don't have a mother!

Sometimes I wish I could be like them. No worries, no fears.

- No one chasing after you. - Why won't you believe me?

I've never seen those guys before in my life.

Funny, they seemed to know you.

- I don't know what they could be after. - Maybe it was one of those little things that slipped your mind.

You know, like gold bars, crown jewels.

- Would you lay off? I haven't made it since Paris! - Ancient artifacts, maybe.

Funny, I thought you forgot Paris.

Well, I remembered.

Besides, you think if someone were chasing me, I'd come running after you?

It wouldn't be the first time.

Berlin, 1936

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Even the children around here are watching.

- It's cold out this time of year. - Yeah. It's a good season for traveling.

Berlin has become dangerous.

Well, getting in is easy. Getting out is the hard part.

Yeah. Then we better hurry. We do not have much time.

We'll meet at the Domino. Tonight.

- You have to watch your temper, Werner. - It was only a poster.

Anyone can report you. They may have already.

If you saw what's going on here, day after day.

It draws too much attention. We cannot risk that.

How can I stand by and do nothing? Berlin has become an asylum.

And the inmates are running it.

Thank you.

What you're doing is important, Werner.

- How can I help? - I need travel papers.

- Describe the subject. - Five-eight, grey hair, brown eyes...

...fifty-seven.

Make him an English tourist returning home to see his sick wife.

- Papers I think are not too difficult. - I need them tonight.

Then someone wants him out very badly. Who is he?

Your job is to deliver the papers, Werner. Can you do it?

Yes, if I hurry.

Then, let's get started.

MacLeod?

It is you!

Amanda. I'll catch you up.

What are you doing in Berlin?

Trying to see the sights before they're all gone.

I could show you a few that aren't on the tourist guide.

Thanks for the offer, but I'm all booked up.

From what I can see, you must be pretty busy yourself.

Never too busy for you, MacLeod.

There's this guy watching you, you know?

There usually is.

Big ape with a scar like a highway? Must be a close relative or friend.

That's Rutger. He's a cop. Don't worry.

We had a little trouble here last night. It's nothing to do with me.

No, it never is. It's been really nice seeing you, Amanda...

...but I have to run.

- Not until you tell me where you're staying. - And why would I do that?

Because I'll scream if you don't.

- She works for you? - Amanda?

No. She only works for herself.

But you seem to know her very well.

It's a long story, Werner.

- You don't want to know. - Yes, but I do. She saw us together.

I need to know if she can be trusted.

The answer is no. But she won't betray us, either.

I always wondered what it would be like to be English.

Now you're gonna get your chance, professor.

Just take the vital ones, they're gonna be watching for us.

The vital part isn't there. It's here.

Do you know anything of physics, Herr MacLeod?

Well, just the old-fashioned kind. I guess I left off at alchemy.

Just a bunch of numbers to most people. But it's a map we can follow...

...to the heart of the atom. Maybe to the secrets of the Universe.

Or maybe the secret is somewhere else.

You don't think science knows the answers, do you, Herr MacLeod?

I'm not so sure it knows the right questions, Herr doctor.

- How well did you know Heinrich Faase? - Who?

- The man who was killed at the Club. - Him? Hardly at all.

I heard you were his lover.

Me and that sweaty little man? Hardly.

He was just a regular who liked to tip big, that's all.

- Did he tell you how he made his money? - No.

- You will accompany me to the station. - All right.

But can't we think of somewhere more exciting to go than that?

What did you have in mind?

Whatever you have in yours.

A man with a scar is so sexy.

I never kiss on the first date.

Can anyone follow your research?

The theory is so new.

But who knows, with a little luck and these papers, perhaps.

Now nobody is gonna follow your work.

Gentlemen, gentlemen! What is this? I mean, what is going on?

Now, that's physics, professor. Come on, let's go.

- Amanda, what are you doing here? - What do you think I'm doing?

- I'm taking you up on that offer. - What offer? There wasn't one.

Now why don't you go back and sing your heart out for somebody?

- Professor. - No, I can't. I sort of quit tonight.

Who's he?

- Nice seeing you, Amanda. - Listen, MacLeod.

I'm in a bit of a jam. Could I at least use your hotel room tonight?

Be my guest. But I have to warn you the room service stinks.

Come on, professor.

You're right, the room service stinks.

- You're late. - Yeah, these things take time.

- Where's your friend? - Safe.

You have the papers?

Whoever you're taking out, they don't like it.

The roads are crawling with police.

Then they'll be covering the borders too.

Werner, can you manage a small plane?

This is not so simple. The plane, yes, I can manage, but...

...these are tense times. Without the proper code...

...for the air traffic controllers, you'll be shot down.

Then get me the code. I'll fly it out myself.

We're talking about genuine Luftwaffe codes here, MacLeod. That will take real money.

Whatever it takes, do it.

I don't know. How do you know that that will fly all the way to England?

Because I've done it before, professor.

Look at it as a kind of physics. The old-fashioned kind. Come on.

But it doesn't look very safe.

Safer than staying here.

Don't worry, professor, another ten minutes and we'll all be safe.

- You have the codes? - Of course. Money is a great communicator.

Good. Come on, professor.

So you're the one everybody is looking for.

It's not your problem anymore, Werner.

No, you're right. It's yours.

Your flight's been cancelled, MacLeod.

What did they buy you with, Werner?

Cash? Or maybe gold bars, or perhaps it's one of those tight little uniforms they love to wear?

They did not buy me. War is coming.

You will fight for your country, I will fight for mine.

- And mine will win. - Don't count on it.

Enough! Move!

Don't touch me. I've hurt women before.

- MacLeod! - Get in there. Go!

What are you doing here?

- You can't leave me like this! - There's only enough room for two.

- MacLeod, please, they're gonna kill me. - Can you fly this thing?

- Yeah, are you kidding? - Just make sure he gets to England in one piece.

- Here! - What about you?

It's all right, I'll manage. Just get out of here!

I'll never forget this.

Yes, you will! Go!

Halt!

Probably those two from the hotel are part of them.

So now you're telling me you think these guys are watchers?

- They might be. - Great.

A bunch of mortals who have known about us for centuries.

- How can you be so calm about this? - Because there's nothing I can do about them.

They've been around longer than I have.

This gets better all the time. And all they do is watch us?

Sometimes. Sometimes they kill us.

Perfect! I mean, at least with Immortals we can feel them coming. We can be ready.

How do we know who these guys are?

They have tattoos.

So do millions of other people.

Where exactly are these tattoos?

- Are they...

...here?

No.

What about here?

No.

- Could they be here? - No, no. Not there.

Do you really wanna know where they are?

They're right here.

- I could get used to this. - What, for about three or four days?

No, I'm serious.

Sometimes I think about settling down. Getting a place of my own, with a little garden.

I've always wanted a garden.

- What are you laughing about? - I'm not laughing. Want some wine?

- Yes, you were. - No, I wasn't, I was smiling. There's a difference.

Can't a guy just smile?

No, not you. You never do anything without a reason.

I'll bet you think that it's funny that I want to have a normal life, right?

No, you can do whatever you want.

- You're damn right I can. - Well, I'm glad we've gotten that settled.

Actually, you never did mention about that time in Berlin.

I don't want to talk about Berlin. I want to talk about why you were smiling.

- Have you always been like this? - Just answer the question.

Why can't I just smile?

You know, I mean, I'm happy. We're safe for now.

I just made love to the most devious...

...scheming, deceitful...

...beautiful woman in history.

Do you really think I'm one of the most beautiful women in history?

- Mac! Hey! - Hey! How're you doing? - Good.

I slept like a log last night.

How about you? You sleep okay?

- Yeah, fine. - Good, good, that's really good. See, 'cause I was afraid...

...you might be a little tied up.

- Tied up? - Yeah, exactly!

I mean, you know, I've been thinking, Mac. We're both men of the world here, your make your own decisions.

Who you choose to sleep with, that's entirely your business.

- I used to think so. - Look, Mac, don't get me wrong.

I mean, she is a very, very fine-looking woman, extremely hot.

Purely on a level of physical attraction, one to ten, she's... what do you say?

Off the scale. I mean, I'd probably even be tempted myself.

In theory, of course.

You see, Mac, I'm not quite sure how to say this.

Richie, I understand what you're saying. But frankly, it's none of your business.

I know, but see, Mac, friends look out for each other. She's a crook. She's setting you up for something.

And I thought she wanted me for my mind.

Amanda?

So, Mac, where is she?

Oh, still leaving the back way, huh?

I guess she probably just went shopping...

...with my credit card.

MacLeod, how did you find me?

Shopping receipts.

Oh, you shouldn't have.

- You couldn't keep away, could you? - Why should I? Diamonds are a girl's best friend.

- Not when they're stolen! - I came here out of professional interest.

- I would never rob the place. - Of course no.

- Your friends again. - There must be a way out of here.

They went out the back. Harry, come here.

Move it forward.

Freeze it! That's him!

- That's the son of a bitch I want. - I never saw that guy before today.

The woman hits town... wants an engraver who can keep his mouth zipped.

Our informant hears, we put you under surveillance.

A little later she shows up here. Where are the plates, Harry?

She didn't have them with her. She was just checking me out.

She wanted to know if I could change the dates.

If that's all you can give me, you'd better grab your coat. It's a long ride downtown.

Look, I did what you wanted.

I called as soon as she showed up.

- Is he one of them? - No, he's not.

Wait a minute! She called him something.

It was MacLeod. Yeah. Yeah, that's it, it was MacLeod.

FBI.

- Keep this to yourself. - Yeah, right.

MacLeod, I swear. I don't know anything.

You swear? Every time you swear you get me into more trouble.

Now what little scheme have you got going?

I didn't know they were cops.

- MacLeod, why won't you believe me? - Experience.

- Well, I wasn't there to steal diamonds! - Well, maybe you were there to fence them.

Look, just this once, don't you think I could be innocent?

- This has nothing to do with diamonds. - Then why is the FBI after you?

I can answer that.

I could have taken out a warrant, MacLeod, but paperwork is so messy.

- What do you want? - You like home movies, MacLeod?

- Not particularly. - You'll love this one.

It's you two just before you killed my partner.

He's dead all right. Dead as a doornail.

Well, I didn't do it. I mean, I couldn't have, I wasn't even close.

- He was still alive when I left him. - I don't think the jury's gonna buy it.

If you were going to arrest us, you'd have done that already.

Smart man. This little tape here will put you both in prison.

You being the accessory.

Without it, Jeffries is just another episode on unsolved mysteries.

What do you get out of it?

Two plates, counterfeit hundred dollar bills.

Word is they've been around since before the Second World War.

Why am I not surprised?

You ask around for an engraver to change the date, people talk.

Either I get the plates, or you go down. What's it gonna be?

State Street Bridge, the access road. We'll need some time.

You've got two hours. Don't even think about running.

There's no place on earth for a cop killer.

MacLeod, I ...

- I'm gonna have that exit sealed off. - Duncan, I worked hard for those plates.

I dragged them all the way from Berlin and I'm not gonna give them to some cop.

What do you want to do? Spend the rest of your life running or in jail?

- No. - Then shut up.

Don't you tell me to shut up. How do you know you can trust that guy?

We can't.

Richie.

- I told you, I'm not a thief anymore. - So you turned to counterfeiting instead?

- Well, I ran out of money. What else am I supposed to do? - Oh, a job was out of the question.

Would you get serious, MacLeod? The only way to go straight was...

...to print more money. And all I had to do was get someone to change the dates.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Print more money? Counterfeiting and honesty... They go well together, don't they?

Don't be so picky, okay? My heart was in the right place.

- You ready? - No.

But let's do it.

- Let's see the plates. - The tape first.

- Is this the original? - Yeah.

Amanda.

Amanda.

- Just what the doctor ordered. - The deal is we don't see you again.

You're right about that.

Walk along the edge.

I don't suppose we could skip this.

- I didn't think so. - People died for those plates.

They still are.

- Who goes first? - If you're going to do it, do it.

- No! - It's all right.

Get on with it.

More random violence.

I feel terrible.

Welcome back.

It was worth it just for the kiss.

- Did you get it all? - Every second.

Good.

- Nice going. - Come on. Let's go.

Even without the unidentified bodies, prosecutors feel the counterfeit plates...

...and the anonymous video would be enough to lay several charges...

...against special agent Palance, including murder...

...conspiracy to commit murder and fraud.

- We'll be back with more details later in the broadcast. - Okay, guys, I'm out of here.

- Take good care of yourself. - I will. You too.

What you did, Amanda, it took guts.

Thanks, Richard.

I'll catch you later.

- Bye. - Bye-bye.

- You know, this really hurts. - What, where you got shot?

- No, giving up the plates. - They weren't yours to lose in the first place.

I love it when you get angry with me. It makes it more fun to make up.

Are you sure, absolutely sure, that you don't want to play house for seventy or eighty years?

You are impossible.

- Not for you. - Amanda.

Like I said, it's not the right time.

I know, I know, I know. But it was just one more shot.

- Oh, well, we'll always have Paris. - Yeah, London and Rome and Tulsa.

See you, MacLeod. Got a bus to catch.

- Amanda. - What?

- It'll still be there in the morning. - True.

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