Highlander (1992–1998): Season 1, Episode 10 - Revenge Is Sweet - full transcript
While browsing Duncan's antique store, a mysterious woman named Rebecca Lord inquires about a sword that he once took from a rival immortal named Walter Reinhardt. Duncan agrees to let her test the sword, and he is shocked to find that she uses the same style as Reinhardt. Having never taken Reinhardt's head, Duncan fears that the two may be working together to defeat him.
[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]
-Come on, Reinhardt.
-Gotcha on the nose.
[splashing]
-Eight, seven, six, five,
four, three, two, one.
[cheering]
[noise makers]
[noise makers]
[noise makers]
-Hey, momma.
Looking good.
What's the matter?
Can't you talk?
-Mac, Mac!
-Come on, baby.
-What, what's the matter?
MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Why don't you
and me find somewhere nice--
-[laughs]
-Looks like she can take
care of herself.
-Nice going out there.
May I help you?
-Obviously not.
Are you Duncan MacLeod?
I called about the French
[inaudible].
-Uh, right, I put one out.
-May I?
-Yes, but be careful.
Blade was especially made.
The edges are razor sharp.
-Don't worry.
I know how to handle myself
around dangerous objects.
-I'm sure you do.
It's a 17th century
German saber.
-Yes, I know.
It was made by the Oslen family,
sword makers to the
baron Heidelberg.
-You know swords.
-I know many things.
-But the lance?
-Well that's much
more intriguing.
Do you have the providence?
-No, but I did authenticate
the maker's mark.
-Well, I'm very interested.
But I'd like to try
it out first.
-You want to fence with it?
-That's what one usually
does with a sword.
-Not with swords
of this price.
-Well, we can negotiate
the price later.
If the steal is genuine, it'll
stand up to a friendly match.
Do you fence?
-A little.
-Good.
Then meet me at 4:00.
And don't stand me up,
Duncan MacLeod.
And don't forget the sword.
-Don't stand me up,
Duncan MacLeod.
And don't forget the sword.
-[chuckles]
-I don't find it humorous
at all.
-Damn nails.
You'd think somebody'd
clean up around here
every now and then.
-I've got the broom if
you've got the time.
Wow.
-What's the occasion?
-Yeah, check it out.
-Wow.
-You like?
-Look at that, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, sure.
What's happening?
-Well I got a line on a new job,
and I'm going to go meet
my future boss.
-Job, I didn't know you
were looking for one.
-Tess, you guys have
been great to me.
You gave me a break when
I really needed one.
But well, I'm just not cut out
to be an antique store clerk.
I'm just not that person.
-Oh, I see.
And what person are you?
-I'm a salesman.
I'm a natural.
All my life I've had the gift.
It's what I do best.
I can't help it.
See, it's like that sculpture
you're building for the city.
It's the first one they
bought in years, and
you are doing it.
And it's a big deal, because
you're doing
want you love to do.
You're getting paid to do it.
And you're making people
happy at the same time.
-What exactly are you selling?
-Used cars.
It's all commission.
Everybody needs to drive.
Basically, I could stand
to make a fortune.
-Richie, used cars.
-Tess, I know what you're
thinking, that I'll be pawning
lemons off on some poor jerk--
[bang]
-But it's not that
kind of place.
I'm talking about strictly
quality merchandise here, top
of the line.
-Don't you know you
can't inter--
interfere with a guy about
to make his fortune.
-Thank you very much, Mac.
I knew you'd understand.
See you guys later.
-What do you think?
-I think he has a right to
make his own mistakes.
-Be careful.
You don't make any
mistakes tonight.
-Tess, I--
-Yeah, not on purpose.
But men don't always know
what they're doing.
Even very old men.
[banging]
[doorbell]
-Welcome.
-This is quite a place.
-It suits my needs.
How about a drink
before we match?
-No, I don't drink before
handling dangerous objects.
-Pity.
Well then let's begin,
shall we?
-Have you been fencing long?
-Long enough.
-Here.
-We're not going
to need these.
You're not going to
hurt me, are you?
-We don't wear these,
we don't fence.
-How disappointing.
I always thought you'd be
the adventurous type.
En garde.
-You're very good.
-Only when I want to be.
[gunshot]
-Ladies and gentlemen, will you
please disembark from the
coach and hand over your
money and jewels?
Hurry it up.
I don't have all day.
-Walter Reinhardt of Sudsburg.
-Charles Gilford, earl of
Covington, at your service.
-[gasps]
Take my jewels.
Take everything, but
don't hurt him.
He's my only son.
Please, I beg of you.
[gasps]
-Duncan MacLeod of
the clan MacLeod.
And I think your fight's
with me.
Kindly drop your pistol, and
I'll take the sword.
Well, go on, quickly get
back into the coach.
-Finish the game, MacLeod.
-You know our game's
not for spectators.
-Don't worry, Walter.
We'll meet again.
It's OK.
We'll get you to a physician.
-Where did you learn that?
-I've had many teachers.
I've even managed to learn
a few things from you.
-Do you want the sword?
-I will come for you
when I am ready.
Now if you'll excuse me, I
believe you know the way out.
-Is she mortal?
-Very, but she's up
to something.
-Don't tell me in 400 years,
you've never seen a femme
fatale before.
-It's not as easy as
all that, Tessa.
The sword that she wants
belonged to Walter Reinhardt.
So how's the job
coming, Richie?
-It's good.
I got a few leads.
So Mac, who's this Walter
Reinhardt dude?
-Wait, wait, wait.
He was a Wall Street pirate.
-Only in his last persona.
-Is he immortal?
-Well, we've been adversaries
for centuries.
Careful.
-She fights just like him--
same style, same moves.
-Is he still around?
-I don't know.
I ran into him a
few years ago.
How'd you want this?
-Uh, no, the-- the other way.
Yeah, like this.
-And then he disappeared.
I thought someone else
had gotten to him.
-I thought you said you were out
of the game for 100 years.
-Well, there were times I really
had no other choice.
-The newspaper said
he was dead.
-Maybe this Rebecca just has
the hots for you guys, you
know, like an Immortal
groupie.
[chuckles]
-That may be.
-Stay away from her, Mac.
I have a bad feeling
about this.
-You guys are not going
to believe this.
-What?
-Somebody got iced and dropped
here last night.
-Anyone we know?
-No one I know.
SERGEANT BENNETT [OFFSCREEN]:
Get those people back and
secure the area.
Karen, you want to go over there
and get some pictures of
this before somebody tramples
all the evidence?
KAREN [OFFSCREEN]: Yes,
sergeant, I'm on my way.
-Come on, let's go.
People want to get back behind
the line, please.
Thank you.
Who are you?
-Uh, Duncan MacLeod.
This is Tessa Noel.
-And I'm Richard Ryan.
-Ah, the antique dealer.
Your name comes up
a lot downtown.
You have a number of swords
in your shop, don't you?
-We have some.
-But you're the type who
knows how to use them.
-What's this is about?
-Take a look.
-Oh my god.
-You know him?
-Yes.
I just saw him yesterday.
-What was he doing?
-Nothing, he was just hanging
around outside the store.
-I'm talking to the lady.
-He-- he wasn't doing
anything.
-Right, but he was killed
by a very sharp object--
very clean, very professional.
One thrust, between the ribs,
straight into the heart.
Could've been done by a sword,
especially by someone who
knows how to use one.
-What are you getting at?
The guy's an antique dealer.
-And his name keeps turning
up in the police reports.
I've been on the
force 15 years.
I know when somebody's trying
to hide something.
-Come on, Richie.
Well, let me know when you
find out what it is.
-Count on it.
[sirens]
-Richie, what time you
got to work today?
-Not till this afternoon.
-Good, I want you to
go to the library.
-The library?
-Yeah, it's a place where
they keep all the books.
It'll be a new experience
for you.
I want you to find out all you
can about Reinhardt's death
and who this Rebecca Lord is.
-All right.
-And what their connection is.
All right?
-I gotcha.
-Why didn't you tell Sergeant
Bennett about Rebecca?
-Because I don't think this
is just about her.
-Duncan, the punk
insulted her.
He was killed with the sword.
You said yourself she
was an expert.
-It may be as simple
as that or not.
-Have you sensed the presence
of another Immortal?
-No.
I've got to go.
-Where are you going?
-See Rebecca.
-And if there is no Immortal
lurking in the bushes, you'll
tell the police about her?
-Yeah.
[doorbell]
-Duncan MacLeod.
Well, I was planning
on visiting you.
But this is so much better.
-Someone was killed outside
my store last night.
-What's that got
to do with me?
-It was the punk that
insulted you.
-Well then I won't grieve
much, will I?
-He was killed by a master
swordsman or woman.
-Are you trying to imply that I
murdered a man just because
he made a pass at me?
-Oh, come now.
-Did you?
-Now we've taken up police
work as a hobby, have we?
-What do you want?
-The eternal question, what
does every woman want?
[laughs]
How about a cup of tea?
No?
All work and no play makes
Jack very, very boring.
Let's play, you and me.
No masks, no padding,
and no witnesses.
Hmm?
That is your way, isn't it?
-I'm not in the mood
for games.
-This is not a game,
Mr. MacLeod.
-It never is.
Give me that!
Goodbye, Rebecca.
-My boss swears these are
the original miles.
-You sure?
-Ang, I told him we're tight.
You gotta trust me.
This is a good deal.
-Yeah, you know.
But it's more money than I
wanted to spend, Richie.
-Well, Ang, you want high
quality and low miles, you've
got to pay for it.
C'mon, get back in the car.
-I was in the car.
-Seriously, no, you can't-- you
can't make a judgment till
you sit behind the steering
wheel, really feel it.
C'mon, get inside.
Trust me.
-OK.
-There you go.
Look at this-- five speeds,
stereo, spotless interior.
How'd it drive?
-Nice.
-How'd you feel behind
the wheel?
-Pretty great.
-Angie, I am telling you,
you look great.
Top down, wind in your hair.
It's you.
It's what you deserve.
OK, Ang, I don't want to push
you into anything, but this
car is priced $600
under wholesale.
-And you're sure that this
is the right car for me?
-Ang, what have I been
telling you?
How long have we been friends?
-Ever since we got suspended
from the third grade for
beating the hell out of
the McGuire brothers.
-C'mon, what'd you say?
-All right.
-Excellent.
Angie, I am telling you, you're
not going to be sorry.
[beep]
[beep]
[beep]
[beep]
[beep]
-How's work?
-Fine.
Sold my first car, made 400
bucks, did Angie a solid deed
at the same time.
-That's great.
Did you get that information
I asked you about?
-They're fluff pieces.
There are not much to them.
But I'm going to get in the
microfiche room tomorrow and
keep checking on it.
-OK.
-Apparently this Reinhardt
guy was very into
models and movie stars.
They say he enjoyed being
one of the world's
most eligible bachelors.
-Well, he viewed women
as interchangeable.
-Well, it looks like he
had a bunch of them.
This gossip column in, uh, in
this one somewhere that talks
about him being engaged
to some mystery woman.
-See if your can attach
a name to the woman.
And find all you can about
Reinhardt's death.
-You got it.
-Oh, Richie.
Watch your back.
-Always do.
-Oh, you're back.
How'd it go?
-Well, I go back and forth
between loving and hating it,
but I think it's my best work.
-Oh?
-I can't believe I was chosen.
-You deserve it.
-Did you call the police
about Rebecca?
-I don't think she's
the murderer.
-And what part of your
400-year-old anatomy formed
this conclusion?
-Tessa, I have a feeling Walter
Reinhardt has returned.
-Duncan, it's wonderful the
way you love women.
But this isn't about women.
It's about evil.
And that's something that
men have no monopoly on.
[phone ringing]
-Hello?
Yes.
I see.
We'll be right there.
Tessa, that was the head of the
bicentennial committee.
He said something happened
to your sculpture.
-Oh my god!
Look at this!
Look at it!
What are those numbers?
-A double un, deux, trois--
one, two, three.
-Your girlfriend left
her calling card.
She obviously wants you
to go after her.
-Well, maybe Reinhardt does.
Maybe she's working with him.
-You haven't seen him!
You haven't sensed him!
What makes you think it's him?
-I don't know.
But he's out there,
and he's coming.
-Miss Noel, Sergeant Bennett,
we met earlier.
Do you have any idea
who did this?
-No.
-Has this ever happen before?
-No.
-Well, have you received
any threats lately?
-Um.
No, I haven't.
-Can you tell me anything,
anything at all?
-No, I'm sorry.
I have work to do.
-Thank you.
-And of course, you don't know
anything about this, just like
you didn't know anything about
the body that was dumped on
your doorstep.
-I wish I could help you.
-I'm sure you do.
-Ever seen her before?
-It's hard to say.
-Ah ha.
Well, a friend of the punk who
was killed outside your store
said that the deceased was
almost gelded by her a couple
of days before he was killed.
And after that, she walked
into your shop.
-Well, a lot of people
walk into my store.
It's hard to remember
them all.
-Yeah, I bet you get a lot of
women who look like this.
You know, somehow all this
is tied together--
the murder, the sculpture
being trashed.
And you're right in the middle
of all this, aren't you?
Dirty as hell.
Something tell me we're going
to see a lot of each other.
-I love you.
-I'm sorry this happened.
-I know.
-Maybe you're right.
Maybe Rebecca's behind it all.
-You don't believe that.
-I don't know.
Richie told me that before
Reinhardt disappeared he was
supposed to be engaged
to someone.
-Rebecca.
-Maybe.
-Why come for you?
-Maybe she thinks
I killed him.
-But you didn't.
If she was engaged to Walter
Reinhardt, wouldn't he tell
her about his immortality?
-No, not necessarily.
Just because I trusted you
with my life, Reinhardt
trusted no one.
-Then I can't imagine
how she must feel.
Her man dead, no body to mourn,
no closure, just wounds
that never heal.
What will living like
that do to someone?
Hold me.
[music playing]
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: I'll
be right there!
-What are you doing?
-I'm taking what's mine.
-By stealing?
-It used to belong
to my fiance.
It was supposed to come to me.
-Duncan was right.
You were engaged to
Walter Reinhardt.
-Was, he's dead.
-My god, you really don't
know, do you?
-What, what you're
dealing with?
-No, you don't know who
you're dealing with.
MacLeod is the killer.
-You're wrong.
If you just let me
explain to you.
-Bet you nothing.
He has this sword.
The only way he could've
gotten it
was by killing Walter.
-If you really think so, why
didn't you go through the
police?
-I did.
But there was no body, and
there was no proof.
But I've got the sword now.
And I'm going to do to MacLeod
what MacLeod did to Walter.
I'm going to kill him.
Wait!
It's not what you think!
[door slams]
-[INTERNALLY] What makes
people what they are?
Is evil the opposite of
good or just good
made evil by hate?
To Reinhardt, it was always
a game where he
tried to set the rules.
Life to the victor and
death to the loser.
But what about Rebecca?
Is she his ally or his pawn?
-I'm telling you, this baby will
stop on a dime and give
you $0.9 change.
It's the car for you.
Eh, pedestrian.
Yo, Mac, what's up?
Say I couldn't possibly interest
you in upgrading your
present means of
transportation.
I happen to have a hot rod.
-No thanks.
Did you get the rest of the
information on Reinhardt?
-Yeah, I sure did.
One second.
This dude Reinhardt was a real
sweetheart, wasn't he?
Bought up companies left and
right then fired the people
that spent their lives
working for him.
One of these business magazines
called him a bottom
line guy, made him out to
be some kind of hero.
-He made a lot of money.
-After it all went bust.
The SEC and the Feds were ready
to file an indictment.
I mean, the dude swindled
millions out of people.
Dying's the only thing that
kept him out of prison.
-I guess he picked a
good time for it.
I'll catch you later, Richie.
[knocking]
DELIVERY MAN [OFFSCREEN]:
Delivery for Miss Noel.
-Oh, is this for me?
-Thank you.
Thank you.
Mac?
Mac.
-Are we celebrating something?
-You tell me.
It's gorgeous.
-Well, I didn't buy it.
I feel--
-What?
-Get it off me.
-What?
-Get it off me.
My skin.
My skin is burning!
Get it off me.
My skin is--
-The zipper is stuck.
-Get it off me, Mac!
[screams]
-All right, come on.
Calm down.
In the shower, in the shower.
Come on.
Get in there.
Turn around.
Turn around.
-[screams]
My god, what's happening?
What's happening?
-Shh, shh.
It looks like a chemical burn.
Calm down, sweetie.
-[screams]
-Five more minutes, man, and I'm
gonna nail that deal shut.
-Angie, what happened?
-I don't know.
I was driving it down to the
beach, and it just blew up!
I thought you said this was
a good car, Richie.
-Angie, it is.
It is.
Just relax.
You've got nothing
to worry about.
I'm going to take care of this
situation right now.
-I don't think so.
-Mr. Dawes, my friend just
bought this car.
We're going to stand
by our product.
-I'd like to help your friend
out, but the car she
bought was as is.
An as is means as is.
-That's not right.
-That's life.
-What'd you do?
Did you turn back
the odometer?
Did you put in 90 weight motor
oil so you wouldn't hear the
valves knocking?
-Excuse me.
Dawes Wholesale.
I see.
-Angie, I promise you--
DAWES [OFFSCREEN]:
I see, yes sir.
-I'm going to take care
of this situation.
-I told you I'm going to
take care of this.
I promise you.
And then when it's all over,
we're going to sue this son of
a bitch together.
Promise you.
Watch me.
-That's what you said before.
-Uh, of course, sir.
Right away.
There's a Mercedes on
a lot I've been
trying to dump forever.
The guy on the phone wants
you to deliver it.
He says you waited on
him or something.
-Forget about it.
I quit.
Let's go.
-It's a $40,000 sale.
-So tell it to someone
who gives a damn.
-I'll--
I'll fix your friend's car.
It's the least I can do.
I mean, you just got to pick up
the car, pick up a check.
-Plus I want the commission
on the Mercedes.
And I would like it
all in writing.
-OK, OK.
-Thank you.
Hey, there.
Um, I'm supposed to
get the check.
You can do the paperwork
tomorrow, all right?
-Great.
-Is she going to be all right?
-Well, thanks to your quick
thinking she is.
If you hadn't taken her
to that cold shower--
-Why didn't the chemical burn
through the material?
-Well, it was in a
powdered form.
The chemical was activated
by her body heat.
Now she needs to rest.
I'll check back in
the morning.
-Great, thank you.
Hey, back to bed, you.
-I don't feel like sleeping.
Light a fire for me.
-Great, come on.
-Careful.
Rebecca came by.
She took the saber.
-Then he must want it back.
-I don't think she's
working with him.
She really thinks
you killed him.
She's consumed by it.
-Then he's using her.
He sees the world as his playing
field and the mortals
in there are only there
for his amusement.
He's vicious and completely
without remorse.
[phone ringing]
-Hello?
-Is that you, Mr. MacLeod?
Where have you been?
I've been calling
you for hours?
-What?
Richie?
-Yes, it is, Mr. MacLeod.
-Uh, Tessa had an accident.
I had the phone off for
a while, didn't
want to disturb her.
Are you OK?
-Rebecca's got me.
She wants you to meet
her at 9 AM sharp.
I'm dead if you don't come.
-I understand.
-Who was it?
-Richie's being held.
-Rebecca.
-Reinhardt.
Richie's not here, is he?
-Who's Richie?
-But you did send the
dress, did you?
-What are you talking about?
-Reinhardt's not dead.
-You had his sword,
so you killed him.
-No.
He's out there, somewhere.
-You know, underneath all
that charm, you're
one very sick man.
-Go ahead.
You've been training for
this for three years.
Do it.
Get your revenge.
Come on!
How did you find me, Rebecca?
-When Walter died, I
went to his desk.
And I sorted out a few things.
And there was a list of names.
And your name was on it.
-And you sought the people
on the list.
And you found--
-They were all killed.
-With a sword.
-You were the only one left.
You had his sword, so
you killed him.
-Well.
MacLeod.
I think I orchestrated
this rather nicely.
Tell me, how does it feel to
kill an innocent young woman?
-I hate you.
I loved you.
-You will again.
-Never!
-How fickle women are.
-Everything between
us was just a lie.
-Not a lie, a convenience.
-Where's Richie?
-In my car.
If you win, he'll live.
-OK.
But why all this?
Why not just challenge me?
-It's all a part of the game.
Your scruples and boring
sentimentality were always
your weakest trait.
Fortunately, I'm not burdened
by such things.
Yes.
I think I'll take
you this time.
-You'd sacrifice a woman who
loved you that much?
-You really do care about
these mortals.
Women are interchangeable.
I told you that a century ago.
-This is the last
time, Reinhardt.
-Finally we agree
on something.
Got you again, Highlander.
-[screams]
-[screams]
-Thank you, Mr. MacLeod.
-Nice, so you remembered
your manners.
-I'll uh, I'll catch
you later.
-So where's--
-Over there.
He won't be back this time.
-He used me to get
to you, you know.
All these years I wasted trying
to avenge a man I
didn't even know.
-It's over now.
-He was the strongest
man I ever met.
And then when I thought he was
dead, god, I was a fool.
-You were in love.
-I was a fool.
And I believed that I'd
never meet another
man like him again.
Until I met you.
I almost wish I'd
met you first.
-Go get your life back together
again, Rebecca.
-Sure.
[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]
OF THE UNIVERSE"]
-Come on, Reinhardt.
-Gotcha on the nose.
[splashing]
-Eight, seven, six, five,
four, three, two, one.
[cheering]
[noise makers]
[noise makers]
[noise makers]
-Hey, momma.
Looking good.
What's the matter?
Can't you talk?
-Mac, Mac!
-Come on, baby.
-What, what's the matter?
MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Why don't you
and me find somewhere nice--
-[laughs]
-Looks like she can take
care of herself.
-Nice going out there.
May I help you?
-Obviously not.
Are you Duncan MacLeod?
I called about the French
[inaudible].
-Uh, right, I put one out.
-May I?
-Yes, but be careful.
Blade was especially made.
The edges are razor sharp.
-Don't worry.
I know how to handle myself
around dangerous objects.
-I'm sure you do.
It's a 17th century
German saber.
-Yes, I know.
It was made by the Oslen family,
sword makers to the
baron Heidelberg.
-You know swords.
-I know many things.
-But the lance?
-Well that's much
more intriguing.
Do you have the providence?
-No, but I did authenticate
the maker's mark.
-Well, I'm very interested.
But I'd like to try
it out first.
-You want to fence with it?
-That's what one usually
does with a sword.
-Not with swords
of this price.
-Well, we can negotiate
the price later.
If the steal is genuine, it'll
stand up to a friendly match.
Do you fence?
-A little.
-Good.
Then meet me at 4:00.
And don't stand me up,
Duncan MacLeod.
And don't forget the sword.
-Don't stand me up,
Duncan MacLeod.
And don't forget the sword.
-[chuckles]
-I don't find it humorous
at all.
-Damn nails.
You'd think somebody'd
clean up around here
every now and then.
-I've got the broom if
you've got the time.
Wow.
-What's the occasion?
-Yeah, check it out.
-Wow.
-You like?
-Look at that, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, sure.
What's happening?
-Well I got a line on a new job,
and I'm going to go meet
my future boss.
-Job, I didn't know you
were looking for one.
-Tess, you guys have
been great to me.
You gave me a break when
I really needed one.
But well, I'm just not cut out
to be an antique store clerk.
I'm just not that person.
-Oh, I see.
And what person are you?
-I'm a salesman.
I'm a natural.
All my life I've had the gift.
It's what I do best.
I can't help it.
See, it's like that sculpture
you're building for the city.
It's the first one they
bought in years, and
you are doing it.
And it's a big deal, because
you're doing
want you love to do.
You're getting paid to do it.
And you're making people
happy at the same time.
-What exactly are you selling?
-Used cars.
It's all commission.
Everybody needs to drive.
Basically, I could stand
to make a fortune.
-Richie, used cars.
-Tess, I know what you're
thinking, that I'll be pawning
lemons off on some poor jerk--
[bang]
-But it's not that
kind of place.
I'm talking about strictly
quality merchandise here, top
of the line.
-Don't you know you
can't inter--
interfere with a guy about
to make his fortune.
-Thank you very much, Mac.
I knew you'd understand.
See you guys later.
-What do you think?
-I think he has a right to
make his own mistakes.
-Be careful.
You don't make any
mistakes tonight.
-Tess, I--
-Yeah, not on purpose.
But men don't always know
what they're doing.
Even very old men.
[banging]
[doorbell]
-Welcome.
-This is quite a place.
-It suits my needs.
How about a drink
before we match?
-No, I don't drink before
handling dangerous objects.
-Pity.
Well then let's begin,
shall we?
-Have you been fencing long?
-Long enough.
-Here.
-We're not going
to need these.
You're not going to
hurt me, are you?
-We don't wear these,
we don't fence.
-How disappointing.
I always thought you'd be
the adventurous type.
En garde.
-You're very good.
-Only when I want to be.
[gunshot]
-Ladies and gentlemen, will you
please disembark from the
coach and hand over your
money and jewels?
Hurry it up.
I don't have all day.
-Walter Reinhardt of Sudsburg.
-Charles Gilford, earl of
Covington, at your service.
-[gasps]
Take my jewels.
Take everything, but
don't hurt him.
He's my only son.
Please, I beg of you.
[gasps]
-Duncan MacLeod of
the clan MacLeod.
And I think your fight's
with me.
Kindly drop your pistol, and
I'll take the sword.
Well, go on, quickly get
back into the coach.
-Finish the game, MacLeod.
-You know our game's
not for spectators.
-Don't worry, Walter.
We'll meet again.
It's OK.
We'll get you to a physician.
-Where did you learn that?
-I've had many teachers.
I've even managed to learn
a few things from you.
-Do you want the sword?
-I will come for you
when I am ready.
Now if you'll excuse me, I
believe you know the way out.
-Is she mortal?
-Very, but she's up
to something.
-Don't tell me in 400 years,
you've never seen a femme
fatale before.
-It's not as easy as
all that, Tessa.
The sword that she wants
belonged to Walter Reinhardt.
So how's the job
coming, Richie?
-It's good.
I got a few leads.
So Mac, who's this Walter
Reinhardt dude?
-Wait, wait, wait.
He was a Wall Street pirate.
-Only in his last persona.
-Is he immortal?
-Well, we've been adversaries
for centuries.
Careful.
-She fights just like him--
same style, same moves.
-Is he still around?
-I don't know.
I ran into him a
few years ago.
How'd you want this?
-Uh, no, the-- the other way.
Yeah, like this.
-And then he disappeared.
I thought someone else
had gotten to him.
-I thought you said you were out
of the game for 100 years.
-Well, there were times I really
had no other choice.
-The newspaper said
he was dead.
-Maybe this Rebecca just has
the hots for you guys, you
know, like an Immortal
groupie.
[chuckles]
-That may be.
-Stay away from her, Mac.
I have a bad feeling
about this.
-You guys are not going
to believe this.
-What?
-Somebody got iced and dropped
here last night.
-Anyone we know?
-No one I know.
SERGEANT BENNETT [OFFSCREEN]:
Get those people back and
secure the area.
Karen, you want to go over there
and get some pictures of
this before somebody tramples
all the evidence?
KAREN [OFFSCREEN]: Yes,
sergeant, I'm on my way.
-Come on, let's go.
People want to get back behind
the line, please.
Thank you.
Who are you?
-Uh, Duncan MacLeod.
This is Tessa Noel.
-And I'm Richard Ryan.
-Ah, the antique dealer.
Your name comes up
a lot downtown.
You have a number of swords
in your shop, don't you?
-We have some.
-But you're the type who
knows how to use them.
-What's this is about?
-Take a look.
-Oh my god.
-You know him?
-Yes.
I just saw him yesterday.
-What was he doing?
-Nothing, he was just hanging
around outside the store.
-I'm talking to the lady.
-He-- he wasn't doing
anything.
-Right, but he was killed
by a very sharp object--
very clean, very professional.
One thrust, between the ribs,
straight into the heart.
Could've been done by a sword,
especially by someone who
knows how to use one.
-What are you getting at?
The guy's an antique dealer.
-And his name keeps turning
up in the police reports.
I've been on the
force 15 years.
I know when somebody's trying
to hide something.
-Come on, Richie.
Well, let me know when you
find out what it is.
-Count on it.
[sirens]
-Richie, what time you
got to work today?
-Not till this afternoon.
-Good, I want you to
go to the library.
-The library?
-Yeah, it's a place where
they keep all the books.
It'll be a new experience
for you.
I want you to find out all you
can about Reinhardt's death
and who this Rebecca Lord is.
-All right.
-And what their connection is.
All right?
-I gotcha.
-Why didn't you tell Sergeant
Bennett about Rebecca?
-Because I don't think this
is just about her.
-Duncan, the punk
insulted her.
He was killed with the sword.
You said yourself she
was an expert.
-It may be as simple
as that or not.
-Have you sensed the presence
of another Immortal?
-No.
I've got to go.
-Where are you going?
-See Rebecca.
-And if there is no Immortal
lurking in the bushes, you'll
tell the police about her?
-Yeah.
[doorbell]
-Duncan MacLeod.
Well, I was planning
on visiting you.
But this is so much better.
-Someone was killed outside
my store last night.
-What's that got
to do with me?
-It was the punk that
insulted you.
-Well then I won't grieve
much, will I?
-He was killed by a master
swordsman or woman.
-Are you trying to imply that I
murdered a man just because
he made a pass at me?
-Oh, come now.
-Did you?
-Now we've taken up police
work as a hobby, have we?
-What do you want?
-The eternal question, what
does every woman want?
[laughs]
How about a cup of tea?
No?
All work and no play makes
Jack very, very boring.
Let's play, you and me.
No masks, no padding,
and no witnesses.
Hmm?
That is your way, isn't it?
-I'm not in the mood
for games.
-This is not a game,
Mr. MacLeod.
-It never is.
Give me that!
Goodbye, Rebecca.
-My boss swears these are
the original miles.
-You sure?
-Ang, I told him we're tight.
You gotta trust me.
This is a good deal.
-Yeah, you know.
But it's more money than I
wanted to spend, Richie.
-Well, Ang, you want high
quality and low miles, you've
got to pay for it.
C'mon, get back in the car.
-I was in the car.
-Seriously, no, you can't-- you
can't make a judgment till
you sit behind the steering
wheel, really feel it.
C'mon, get inside.
Trust me.
-OK.
-There you go.
Look at this-- five speeds,
stereo, spotless interior.
How'd it drive?
-Nice.
-How'd you feel behind
the wheel?
-Pretty great.
-Angie, I am telling you,
you look great.
Top down, wind in your hair.
It's you.
It's what you deserve.
OK, Ang, I don't want to push
you into anything, but this
car is priced $600
under wholesale.
-And you're sure that this
is the right car for me?
-Ang, what have I been
telling you?
How long have we been friends?
-Ever since we got suspended
from the third grade for
beating the hell out of
the McGuire brothers.
-C'mon, what'd you say?
-All right.
-Excellent.
Angie, I am telling you, you're
not going to be sorry.
[beep]
[beep]
[beep]
[beep]
[beep]
-How's work?
-Fine.
Sold my first car, made 400
bucks, did Angie a solid deed
at the same time.
-That's great.
Did you get that information
I asked you about?
-They're fluff pieces.
There are not much to them.
But I'm going to get in the
microfiche room tomorrow and
keep checking on it.
-OK.
-Apparently this Reinhardt
guy was very into
models and movie stars.
They say he enjoyed being
one of the world's
most eligible bachelors.
-Well, he viewed women
as interchangeable.
-Well, it looks like he
had a bunch of them.
This gossip column in, uh, in
this one somewhere that talks
about him being engaged
to some mystery woman.
-See if your can attach
a name to the woman.
And find all you can about
Reinhardt's death.
-You got it.
-Oh, Richie.
Watch your back.
-Always do.
-Oh, you're back.
How'd it go?
-Well, I go back and forth
between loving and hating it,
but I think it's my best work.
-Oh?
-I can't believe I was chosen.
-You deserve it.
-Did you call the police
about Rebecca?
-I don't think she's
the murderer.
-And what part of your
400-year-old anatomy formed
this conclusion?
-Tessa, I have a feeling Walter
Reinhardt has returned.
-Duncan, it's wonderful the
way you love women.
But this isn't about women.
It's about evil.
And that's something that
men have no monopoly on.
[phone ringing]
-Hello?
Yes.
I see.
We'll be right there.
Tessa, that was the head of the
bicentennial committee.
He said something happened
to your sculpture.
-Oh my god!
Look at this!
Look at it!
What are those numbers?
-A double un, deux, trois--
one, two, three.
-Your girlfriend left
her calling card.
She obviously wants you
to go after her.
-Well, maybe Reinhardt does.
Maybe she's working with him.
-You haven't seen him!
You haven't sensed him!
What makes you think it's him?
-I don't know.
But he's out there,
and he's coming.
-Miss Noel, Sergeant Bennett,
we met earlier.
Do you have any idea
who did this?
-No.
-Has this ever happen before?
-No.
-Well, have you received
any threats lately?
-Um.
No, I haven't.
-Can you tell me anything,
anything at all?
-No, I'm sorry.
I have work to do.
-Thank you.
-And of course, you don't know
anything about this, just like
you didn't know anything about
the body that was dumped on
your doorstep.
-I wish I could help you.
-I'm sure you do.
-Ever seen her before?
-It's hard to say.
-Ah ha.
Well, a friend of the punk who
was killed outside your store
said that the deceased was
almost gelded by her a couple
of days before he was killed.
And after that, she walked
into your shop.
-Well, a lot of people
walk into my store.
It's hard to remember
them all.
-Yeah, I bet you get a lot of
women who look like this.
You know, somehow all this
is tied together--
the murder, the sculpture
being trashed.
And you're right in the middle
of all this, aren't you?
Dirty as hell.
Something tell me we're going
to see a lot of each other.
-I love you.
-I'm sorry this happened.
-I know.
-Maybe you're right.
Maybe Rebecca's behind it all.
-You don't believe that.
-I don't know.
Richie told me that before
Reinhardt disappeared he was
supposed to be engaged
to someone.
-Rebecca.
-Maybe.
-Why come for you?
-Maybe she thinks
I killed him.
-But you didn't.
If she was engaged to Walter
Reinhardt, wouldn't he tell
her about his immortality?
-No, not necessarily.
Just because I trusted you
with my life, Reinhardt
trusted no one.
-Then I can't imagine
how she must feel.
Her man dead, no body to mourn,
no closure, just wounds
that never heal.
What will living like
that do to someone?
Hold me.
[music playing]
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: I'll
be right there!
-What are you doing?
-I'm taking what's mine.
-By stealing?
-It used to belong
to my fiance.
It was supposed to come to me.
-Duncan was right.
You were engaged to
Walter Reinhardt.
-Was, he's dead.
-My god, you really don't
know, do you?
-What, what you're
dealing with?
-No, you don't know who
you're dealing with.
MacLeod is the killer.
-You're wrong.
If you just let me
explain to you.
-Bet you nothing.
He has this sword.
The only way he could've
gotten it
was by killing Walter.
-If you really think so, why
didn't you go through the
police?
-I did.
But there was no body, and
there was no proof.
But I've got the sword now.
And I'm going to do to MacLeod
what MacLeod did to Walter.
I'm going to kill him.
Wait!
It's not what you think!
[door slams]
-[INTERNALLY] What makes
people what they are?
Is evil the opposite of
good or just good
made evil by hate?
To Reinhardt, it was always
a game where he
tried to set the rules.
Life to the victor and
death to the loser.
But what about Rebecca?
Is she his ally or his pawn?
-I'm telling you, this baby will
stop on a dime and give
you $0.9 change.
It's the car for you.
Eh, pedestrian.
Yo, Mac, what's up?
Say I couldn't possibly interest
you in upgrading your
present means of
transportation.
I happen to have a hot rod.
-No thanks.
Did you get the rest of the
information on Reinhardt?
-Yeah, I sure did.
One second.
This dude Reinhardt was a real
sweetheart, wasn't he?
Bought up companies left and
right then fired the people
that spent their lives
working for him.
One of these business magazines
called him a bottom
line guy, made him out to
be some kind of hero.
-He made a lot of money.
-After it all went bust.
The SEC and the Feds were ready
to file an indictment.
I mean, the dude swindled
millions out of people.
Dying's the only thing that
kept him out of prison.
-I guess he picked a
good time for it.
I'll catch you later, Richie.
[knocking]
DELIVERY MAN [OFFSCREEN]:
Delivery for Miss Noel.
-Oh, is this for me?
-Thank you.
Thank you.
Mac?
Mac.
-Are we celebrating something?
-You tell me.
It's gorgeous.
-Well, I didn't buy it.
I feel--
-What?
-Get it off me.
-What?
-Get it off me.
My skin.
My skin is burning!
Get it off me.
My skin is--
-The zipper is stuck.
-Get it off me, Mac!
[screams]
-All right, come on.
Calm down.
In the shower, in the shower.
Come on.
Get in there.
Turn around.
Turn around.
-[screams]
My god, what's happening?
What's happening?
-Shh, shh.
It looks like a chemical burn.
Calm down, sweetie.
-[screams]
-Five more minutes, man, and I'm
gonna nail that deal shut.
-Angie, what happened?
-I don't know.
I was driving it down to the
beach, and it just blew up!
I thought you said this was
a good car, Richie.
-Angie, it is.
It is.
Just relax.
You've got nothing
to worry about.
I'm going to take care of this
situation right now.
-I don't think so.
-Mr. Dawes, my friend just
bought this car.
We're going to stand
by our product.
-I'd like to help your friend
out, but the car she
bought was as is.
An as is means as is.
-That's not right.
-That's life.
-What'd you do?
Did you turn back
the odometer?
Did you put in 90 weight motor
oil so you wouldn't hear the
valves knocking?
-Excuse me.
Dawes Wholesale.
I see.
-Angie, I promise you--
DAWES [OFFSCREEN]:
I see, yes sir.
-I'm going to take care
of this situation.
-I told you I'm going to
take care of this.
I promise you.
And then when it's all over,
we're going to sue this son of
a bitch together.
Promise you.
Watch me.
-That's what you said before.
-Uh, of course, sir.
Right away.
There's a Mercedes on
a lot I've been
trying to dump forever.
The guy on the phone wants
you to deliver it.
He says you waited on
him or something.
-Forget about it.
I quit.
Let's go.
-It's a $40,000 sale.
-So tell it to someone
who gives a damn.
-I'll--
I'll fix your friend's car.
It's the least I can do.
I mean, you just got to pick up
the car, pick up a check.
-Plus I want the commission
on the Mercedes.
And I would like it
all in writing.
-OK, OK.
-Thank you.
Hey, there.
Um, I'm supposed to
get the check.
You can do the paperwork
tomorrow, all right?
-Great.
-Is she going to be all right?
-Well, thanks to your quick
thinking she is.
If you hadn't taken her
to that cold shower--
-Why didn't the chemical burn
through the material?
-Well, it was in a
powdered form.
The chemical was activated
by her body heat.
Now she needs to rest.
I'll check back in
the morning.
-Great, thank you.
Hey, back to bed, you.
-I don't feel like sleeping.
Light a fire for me.
-Great, come on.
-Careful.
Rebecca came by.
She took the saber.
-Then he must want it back.
-I don't think she's
working with him.
She really thinks
you killed him.
She's consumed by it.
-Then he's using her.
He sees the world as his playing
field and the mortals
in there are only there
for his amusement.
He's vicious and completely
without remorse.
[phone ringing]
-Hello?
-Is that you, Mr. MacLeod?
Where have you been?
I've been calling
you for hours?
-What?
Richie?
-Yes, it is, Mr. MacLeod.
-Uh, Tessa had an accident.
I had the phone off for
a while, didn't
want to disturb her.
Are you OK?
-Rebecca's got me.
She wants you to meet
her at 9 AM sharp.
I'm dead if you don't come.
-I understand.
-Who was it?
-Richie's being held.
-Rebecca.
-Reinhardt.
Richie's not here, is he?
-Who's Richie?
-But you did send the
dress, did you?
-What are you talking about?
-Reinhardt's not dead.
-You had his sword,
so you killed him.
-No.
He's out there, somewhere.
-You know, underneath all
that charm, you're
one very sick man.
-Go ahead.
You've been training for
this for three years.
Do it.
Get your revenge.
Come on!
How did you find me, Rebecca?
-When Walter died, I
went to his desk.
And I sorted out a few things.
And there was a list of names.
And your name was on it.
-And you sought the people
on the list.
And you found--
-They were all killed.
-With a sword.
-You were the only one left.
You had his sword, so
you killed him.
-Well.
MacLeod.
I think I orchestrated
this rather nicely.
Tell me, how does it feel to
kill an innocent young woman?
-I hate you.
I loved you.
-You will again.
-Never!
-How fickle women are.
-Everything between
us was just a lie.
-Not a lie, a convenience.
-Where's Richie?
-In my car.
If you win, he'll live.
-OK.
But why all this?
Why not just challenge me?
-It's all a part of the game.
Your scruples and boring
sentimentality were always
your weakest trait.
Fortunately, I'm not burdened
by such things.
Yes.
I think I'll take
you this time.
-You'd sacrifice a woman who
loved you that much?
-You really do care about
these mortals.
Women are interchangeable.
I told you that a century ago.
-This is the last
time, Reinhardt.
-Finally we agree
on something.
Got you again, Highlander.
-[screams]
-[screams]
-Thank you, Mr. MacLeod.
-Nice, so you remembered
your manners.
-I'll uh, I'll catch
you later.
-So where's--
-Over there.
He won't be back this time.
-He used me to get
to you, you know.
All these years I wasted trying
to avenge a man I
didn't even know.
-It's over now.
-He was the strongest
man I ever met.
And then when I thought he was
dead, god, I was a fool.
-You were in love.
-I was a fool.
And I believed that I'd
never meet another
man like him again.
Until I met you.
I almost wish I'd
met you first.
-Go get your life back together
again, Rebecca.
-Sure.
[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]