Highlander (1992–1998): Season 1, Episode 15 - For Tomorrow We Die - full transcript
An immortal thief named Xavier St. Cloud visits Darius and confesses his crimes to him after a robbery during which he murdered six people. According to the laws of the Catholic Church, Darius cannot reveal to the police what he learned during St. Cloud's confession. Duncan, who suspects that St. Cloud was responsible for the crime, then takes it upon himself to find him.
DUNCAN MACLEOD NARRATING: I was
born 400 years ago in the
Highlands of Scotland.
I am immortal, and
I am not alone.
Now is the time of the
Gathering, when the stroke of
a sword will release the power
of the Quickening.
In the end, there
can be only one.
[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Taxi!
-Go on.
[knock]
-I'll only be five minutes.
-Bonjour, Monsieur.
May I show you something?
-Anything you wish.
I'm looking for a pennant.
-Oh, yes, certainly.
-Something you would like.
-I'm sorry to keep you
after closing.
I wish I could make it up to
you by buying you dinner.
-Who says you can't?
-I'm afraid you won't
be available.
[clang]
-What's that?
[fwoom]
[hiss]
[coughing]
[coughing and choking]
FEMALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Monsieur Gerard!
[coughing]
[breathing heavily]
[keys jangling]
ACCOMPLICE [OFFSCREEN]:
They look dead.
What happened?
-They'll wake up in a few
hours-- with a heck of a
headache, but otherwise,
they'll be fine.
Clean out the manager's safe.
-Here.
I got it all.
Look!
We're rich!
[laughs]
-You can take off your mask.
It's safe.
-You're sure?
-It's only potent for
a few minutes.
Trust me, you're safe.
-Well, if you say so.
Ah, that's better.
Hey, I'll take these, boss.
-I think not.
I lied.
[coughs]
-You're dead.
[coughing]
-I'll see you in hell.
-Probably.
FEMALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: My
mother doesn't know that she's
breaking my heart.
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: Well, it's
not a sin for your mother to
date your ex-boyfriend.
Bad taste, perhaps,
but no sin.
-I guess you're right.
-I am.
[extra-sensory buzz]
-Go with God, my child,
and God bless you.
The Lord be in your heart and
on your lips so that you may
free and sincerely confess
your sins.
-So is God as good a business
as they say, Darius?
-Xavier?
-I'm flattered you
remember me.
-Why are you here?
-I've come to confess, same
as everyone else.
Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.
-I will not hear this.
-You are a priest, and
I am a sinner.
Isn't that how it goes?
Or have you reinvented
the position?
-Why do this?
It means nothing to you.
-Because it means everything
to you.
Here I am, humiliating one of
the world's greatest worriers,
and what does he do?
Nothing.
God, I love religion.
-I pity you.
-Let's not get maudlin.
Are you going to hear my
confession or not?
I bet you hear MacLeod's
all the time.
-If I must, yes.
-I've been a very bad boy.
I've killed six people.
-Why?
-Money.
There's never enough.
Looks like I'm going to have
to do it all over again.
-Nothing touches you, does it?
Where is your heart, Xavier?
Where's your soul?
-[laughs]
Who needs a soul?
Six dead, including that
one, Francois Bertrand.
Why does a known criminal
wind up dead with
five innocent victims?
Maybe his partner got greedy.
-I'd say it was some
toxic gas.
Exceptionally toxic.
High dispersion factor.
Took about five seconds
to fill the room.
-Poor bastards.
-I'll give you specifics
later.
DETECTIVE [OFFSCREEN]: Security
tapes, Inspector.
-Thanks.
I'm going back to my office
and take a look at these.
-The security videotapes
won't tell us much.
They spray-painted the
camera lenses.
-Yeah.
OK, it was rush hour.
Let's put some people out in the
street and see if anyone
saw anything.
And I want a door-to-door
in a four-block radius.
The guy went somewhere
when he left here.
[extra-sensory buzz]
-So, my old friend,
how are we today?
-Mm.
DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Are
you ready for our game?
Or are you afraid I'll
finally best you?
What's the matter?
-Sometimes being a Catholic
priest is
easier than other times.
-Anything you want
to talk about?
-Would that I could,
my friend.
Would that I could./ Now--
to our game.
-I won't press, but if there's
anything you need--
-Yes, I know, but some things
must remain unsaid.
-OK, so whose move is it?
-It's yours.
-You sure?
-Yes, very.
Good move now, huh?
[knock]
-Come in.
-Father Darius?
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: Yes?
-MacLeod.
What are you doing here?
-Playing chess.
Uh, Father Darius, this is, uh,
Inspector LeBrun of the
Paris police.
-Inspector.
Can I help you?
-I hope so.
There was a robbery last night
in a jewelry store a block
away from here.
-Yes, I heard.
It's a terrible thing.
-From the security video, we
learned the robbery happened
around 6:00.
Now just after 6:00 a man saw
someone leave the store and
enter this chapel.
He was a handsome black man,
early 30s, well dressed.
Do you remember seeing anyone
fitting this description?
-Yes, I do.
-Who was he?
-I'm sorry.
I can't tell you.
-The man is a murderer.
-Whatever he is, I--
I can't discuss it with you.
-And why is that?
-He came to confession.
-He told you about
the murders?
-He told it to him in the
confessional, LeBrun.
He wants to tell you,
but he can't.
-At least tell me his name.
-I'm truly sorry, my son.
-MacLeod, he's your friend.
Talk to him.
-He's also a priest.
-The poison he used could have
killed hundreds, and that
son-of-a-bitch--
sorry, Father.
He didn't even wear
a gas mask.
-He was immune?
-He enters the store, releases
the gas, collapses just like
everyone else.
But two minutes later, he's back
on his feet again like
nothing happened.
He's probably going
to kill again.
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: I would do
anything I could to stop it.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
But you won't.
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: I can't.
[explosion]
[men shouting]
[explosion]
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Get out of here!
[men shouting]
[explosion]
[explosion]
[explosion]
-[SHOUTING] This is the
infirmary, you bastards!
The war's over there!
Huh.
I don't know why I volunteered
for this war.
SOLDIER [OFFSCREEN]: Hey,
the mail is here.
-I don't know about you,
but I need a smoke.
-It's payday.
SOLDIER [OFFSCREEN]: Hurry up.
These guys want to get paid.
Come on, come on.
[extra-sensory buzz]
STAN [OFFSCREEN]:
Hey, what is it?
What's wrong?
-There's someone--
-Who?
[ticking]
-Hey, Mac!
Mac!
[fwoom]
[coughing and choking]
-Stan, get back, it's
mustard gas!
-Mac!
[coughing]
-Save yourself!
-Ah, stop trying to be a hero!
[coughing and choking]
[coughing and choking]
-Ahh.
[extra-sensory buzz]
[extra-sensory buzz]
[shing]
-My name is Xavier St. Cloud.
There can be only one.
[SOLDIERS SHOUT THROUGH
GAS MASKS]
-Another time.
[engine starts]
-Stan.
Stan.
Stan!
Stan!
-I beg you, Father--
talk to me.
Help me.
This is on your head.
-It's Xavier, isn't it?
-I think I need a drink now.
-So tell me about her.
-She's beautiful.
She's-- she's smart.
She's sexy.
And she's classy.
She's like you.
And the thing is, I really think
she's nuts about me.
-It's great you found
someone you like.
How long have you known her?
-Oh, just a few days.
In fact, I'm supposed to meet
her for lunch, and I do not
want to be late.
I will see you later.
Goodbye.
Au revoir.
-Hey, you didn't tell me her--
name.
[phone ringing]
-Hello?
Oh, hello, Achmed.
Well, I discussed the matter
with the customer attache at
your embassy.
The Egyptian government has
already agreed to send two
pieces to the exhibition.
Yes, we have all the
proper insurance.
Yes, the paperwork will be
completed in triplicate.
Goodbye, Achmed.
Bureaucrats!
-Forgive my intrusion,
dear lady.
I knocked, but--
-I didn't hear.
I'm sorry, I was--
-Yes, I heard.
My name is Gerard Fleury.
-Can I help you?
-Actually, it is I
who can help you.
-Tess?
Tessa?
-I'm here.
I was just about
to cook lunch.
What do you feel like?
-Oh, nothing right now.
Just came back to pick
the speedboat up.
You look happy about
something.
-That terra cotta Fanti piece I
was looking for just walked
into my collection.
-All by itself?
-This morning, this man shows
up out of the blue--
Gerard Fleury, big collector.
And he specializes in--
guess what?
-17th century African
sculpture.
-Exactly.
He read that interview I gave.
He's offered to lend
us a Fanti queen.
DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]:
Not bad.
-I thought they were all
lost, but he came
across this on in Ghana.
Said it cost him an
arm and a leg.
-Did he say whose?
-Very funny, Duncan.
It's come at the perfect time.
The showing for the refugee
relief fund is at the gallery
tomorrow night.
-Tomorrow night?
-Did you forget about it?
-About what?
-About the show?
-No, I didn't forget.
-OK.
Did you remember to have
your tuxedo cleaned?
-Yes, I remembered to have
my tuxedo cleaned.
Now the last time I
wore a tuxedo--
-Was on the deck of the--
ah!
Of the "Titanic."
-You know what?
You've got an awful mind.
-And you love it.
-Mm, I know.
Come here.
-Can I help you, monsieur?
-I'm looking for Dalou.
-Who are you?
-A friend.
-I know all of Mr. Dalou's
friends, and
you're not one of them.
-Why don't we ask him?
Please don't.
-Stop!
Oh!
Oh!
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Right there is fine.
[cocks shotgun]
Smart boy.
[DRUMS "SHAVE AND A
HAIRCUT" ON TABLE]
-Dalou.
Don't you recognize me?
-Duncan MacLeod.
It's--
it's impossible.
You must be his son.
-Yeah.
-MacLeod's son.
You could be no one else.
Welcome.
Your father and I had
a hell of a time in
the resistance together.
-Yeah, he told me.
-You look just like him.
It's incredible.
Incredible.
Uh, did he tell you about the
time we got a message from De
Gaulle himself?
-Yes.
-He wanted us-- he expressly
asked for us--
to blow up the railway
bridges at Compiegne.
[laughs]
Besancon.
-What are you talking about?
-The bridges were north
of Besancon.
-[laughs]
That's right.
Ah, it's all in here.
Just like it happened
yesterday.
How is your father?
-He died some time ago.
-Ah.
I'll grieve for him.
Well, what is it I
can do for you?
-Well, my father told me there
wasn't much that went down in
Paris without you knowing
about it.
-Oh, I am somewhat connected.
-There was a robbery last
night, a jewelry
store on rue Montcalm.
Six people died.
-I know.
It's bad business.
It's bad for business.
Parisians don't mind a little
larceny now and then.
If it's done with ingenuity,
no one gets hurt.
But killing for no reason?
DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: The
police think one of the
dead was involved
in the robbery.
I was wondering if
you knew him.
-Why is this important to you?
-I think the man that did
the killing murdered a
good friend of mine.
-You want revenge.
-I want him dead.
-The thief who died was
named Francois.
He worked for me from
time to time.
He was a good boy.
Loyal.
He always did what
he was told.
I used to court his mother
when she was young.
Ah, if you find the killer
and need my help--
-If I find him, I won't.
-Welcome to my lovely home.
Do you like it?
-Oh, yeah.
-Very nice, huh?
Ooh, you smell great.
Kitchen area back there, a
little work area there, an
area for chess.
And this--
the bedroom area.
-Hello.
-Tessa.
Hi.
Uh, I didn't expect you back
here for a little while.
Um, I'd like to introduce
you to Renee.
-Renee.
Nice to see you again.
-Tessa.
-You guys know each other?
-Mm-hm.
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: We've met.
Renee's one of our patrons.
-Oh, that's great.
You guys are friends.
Excellent.
Well, listen, we were just about
to take a little stroll
along the Seine.
You want to join us?
-Well, I'm sure Tessa is much
too busy to tag along with us.
-Maybe next time.
-OK.
Shall we?
-Come on.
RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]:
Bye-bye, Tessa.
-It's always nice to
see you, Tessa.
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]:
He doesn't know.
-It's not something he'd tell
you even if he did.
-I called Renee.
She hasn't told him
she's married.
For her it's all a big
joke, a fling with a
young, virile lover.
She was laughing.
You don't look shocked.
-You are?
-A little.
Besides, she must be at least
10 years older than he is.
[LAUGHING] Oh, hold
on a minute.
You're stepping on dangerous
ground here.
-You know what I mean.
She's using him, and he's
taking it seriously.
I know this woman.
She's not going to
leave her rich,
influential husband for Richie.
-OK, I guess he ought
to be told.
-So?
When are you going
to tell him?
-Me?
[laughs uncomfortably]
-"Surely goodness and mercy
shall follow me all the days
of my life and I shall dwell
in the house of the Lord
forever." God bless
you, Francois.
And God bless all of you.
[church bells tolling]
-[QUIETLY] Is everything
all right?
I will never forget what
you did today.
-Ah, anyone would have--
-Buried him in a pauper's grave
and been done with it.
It's because of you that he
will rest in holy ground.
Your father would
have been proud.
-See you around, Dalou.
-Oh, no.
You have done enough already.
-It's from your son.
-Bless you.
-Maybe you can help me.
-Hat can I do for you?
-Tell me all you know about the
man that killed your son.
-All I know is Francois came
home one day and said he'd met
a man who was going to
making him rich.
And they were going to meet
again that night.
-Where?
-In this cafe near
Saint Michel.
-Le Picotin?
-Yes, that's it.
-Thanks for fixing it
with the Archbishop.
-I may have neglected to
ask his permission.
[chuckles]
-Use caution.
Xavier's ruthless.
-He'd better be.
-MacLeod.
-Waiter.
-Oui?
-More coffee.
-Right away.
[extra-sensory buzz]
[extra-sensory buzz]
[thunder rolls]
-Whoa, what the?
-Hey!
Hey!
-Hey!
Hey, get out of here--
what are you--?
Aahh!
[window shatters]
-Hey!
-You tourists!
-Hey, slow down!
WORKER [OFFSCREEN]: Look out!
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: You said
Darius had been a
Buddhist and a Hindu.
Why is it so important that he
now respect this rule about
the confessional?
DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]:
Well, you said it.
Respect.
I don't think Darius believes in
religion or a set of rules.
-Then what does he believe?
-Being your brother's keeper.
I think Darius, if he has to
help mankind, he has to honor
their codes.
-Even when they protect
a murderer?
-The codes protect murderers
and innocents alike.
No one suggests that
we destroy them.
-Why do I argue with you?
-Because you're contrary
by nature.
-I am not.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
MacLeod?
Are you there?
-Yes, you are.
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]:
No, I'm not.
-Yes, you are.
-No, I am not.
-See what I mean?
[growls]
-Inspector.
-Who is he, MacLeod?
-Who's that?
-[chuckles]
The guy you were chasing.
Talk to me.
It was the same guy who
confessed to the
priest, wasn't it?
His description matches.
Where's he hiding?
-I don't know.
-You always know more
than you're saying.
-His name won't mean
anything to you.
And even if I did tell you where
I met him, you wouldn't
believe me.
Trust me on this.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
If this man kills again
because you're holding
out on me, I will
personally have your head.
-Oh, I think you're going
to have to wait in line.
-Remember what I said.
-LeBrun.
We're on the same side.
-That's what worries me.
-Maybe you should
have told him.
-Told him what, exactly?
That I met Xavier in 1917 and he
was wearing a gas mask, but
I'm not quite sure.
How's that going to help him?
-How are you going
to find him?
You know he's not going
back to that cafe.
-Well, my guess is that Darius
has known Xavier a lot longer
than I have.
Maybe he can tell
me something.
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: Long ago
I found him hiding from the
police in my church.
He was--
he was a petty thief then.
They would have guillotined him
for stealing a piece of
jewelry, you know.
That's hardly a crime
to die for.
And later I heard news of
him robbing, murdering.
He was sentenced to life,
but he escaped.
-Where did he go?
-Well, he fled to West
Africa, India.
He lived there like a king.
And he must have spent his
fortune, and now he's here in
Paris to collect more.
I should have stopped him.
It's--
LeBrun was right.
People will die because of me.
-Not because of you.
Because of him.
-Perhaps it's time that--
perhaps it's time that I should
leave my sanctuary.
-Leave if you want,
but not over this.
Xavier's mine.
Besides, he's killed
too many already.
[extra-sensory buzz]
-I'm afraid the two of you
together is more good news
than I can take.
Holy ground's a wonderful
thing.
It allows us to speak
almost like friends.
-What do you want?
-Actually, I've come to make
another confession.
You see, I enjoy the company
of my own kind.
I find humans, um, limited.
-Oh, so in your arrogance,
you kill them.
-No, I kill them because
what's the difference?
They all die anyway.
-Huh.
So can Immortals.
-True.
But not today.
-Really?
-I wouldn't try following me.
You may not find any fresh
cement this time.
-I'll be seeing you
real soon, Xavier.
-Sooner than you
think, MacLeod.
[door opens and closes]
-What are you doing in here?
Practicing to be a politician
or something?
-Mac, you ever been--
you know--
-What do I know?
-You ever had it bad
for an older woman?
-[laughs]
Well, the situation hasn't
come up recently.
RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Oh, ha,
ha, ha, very funny.
You know what I mean.
You know I've been seeing this
woman Renee recently, and it's
like she's--
-Married.
-What?
-Renee's married.
-What are you talking about?
Is that what Tessa said?
-[sighs]
I'm sorry, partner.
Hasn't she told you?
-No, she didn't tell me
that she was married.
Oh, OK, yes, yes.
She said she was married, but--
but I thought that was,
like, as in the past, you
know, ancient history.
You're putting me on.
-Do I look like I'm
putting you on?
-Well, sometimes with
you, I never know.
-Oh, well, grand.
Well, I'm not putting you on.
-She's married.
Oh, man.
Well, I mean, it's not like
it really matters, right?
You know, I mean, when
two people are tight?
It's going to be tough on her
husband when she tells him,
though.
-Richie, don't you think
you're taking
this a little fast?
-Fast?
Mac, you have no idea
what's gone on
between me and this woman.
It was like, she saw me,
I saw her-- boom!
-Boom!
-Yes.
-Richie, sometimes when you
meet somebody, there's an
attraction, but--
-No, no, no, Mac.
I am not talking about
an attraction.
I am talking about
the real thing.
I just feel sorry
for her old man.
What?
-It's spectacular.
I don't know how to thank
you, Monsieur Fleury.
-Gerard, please.
I hear you've invited some
of the more prominent
philanthropists of
our fair city.
-That's right.
-Excellent.
And I will finally be able
to meet your boyfriend.
What was his name?
-Duncan MacLeod.
He promised faithfully
to be here.
-I'm so glad.
And what time is this event?
-8:00.
-That means everyone should
be here by 9:00.
[laughs]
The French are never on time.
[phone ringing]
-Excuse me a moment.
[phone ringing]
[beeping]
-I will see you this evening.
-I may be a few minutes late,
but I wouldn't miss
this for the world.
-Richie.
-Madame de Tassigny, how
good of you to make it.
And this, I presume, must
be your husband.
It is a pleasure to
meet you, sir.
-How do you do?
-Very well, thank you.
I'm Richard Ryan, Tessa
Noel's associate.
I can't tell you how much we
appreciate your generous
contribution.
Oh, please, don't
let me keep you.
Have a wonderful evening.
-Thank you, Mr. Ryan.
RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Uh, Madame
de Tassigny, if I may have one
small moment, please?
-Go and talk to your friends.
I'll be right in, cheri.
Richie, I meant to--
-It's OK.
He seems like a nice guy.
-Well, he is.
-Renee, I've been doing
a lot of thinking.
-I see.
-We can't keep seeing
each other.
-We can't?
-Ah, maybe if we'd met in
another time or another place.
I don't know.
But he is your husband.
-Yes, he is.
-Well, I'm glad you
understand.
Goodbye, Renee.
RENEE [OFFSCREEN]:
Goodbye, Richie.
Another time, another place.
[chamber music playing]
-So, what do you think of
our fertility goddess?
-I think she's wasting
her time around me.
Here, you want it?
Where's the donor?
-He said he might be
a few minutes late.
Take a look at these people.
Have you ever seen
so many diamonds?
-Once.
King Solomon's mines.
But that's a long story.
-Some other time.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
MacLeod.
Can I have a word with you?
-What is it?
-It's time to go downtown,
MacLeod.
-Is that really necessary?
-A witness saw you throw
something into a cement mixer.
We dug it up.
It was a nerve gas canister.
The same kind of gas used
in the jewelry store.
-Was anyone hurt?
-No, you guessed right.
The concrete deactivated it.
-Then you don't need
to talk to me.
-We also ID'd the guy
you were chasing.
We think is Xavier St. Cloud.
Where is he?
-If I knew, you wouldn't have
to worry about him.
-This is no time for personal
vendettas, MacLeod.
Let's go.
-Give me a moment.
-Excuse me.
-What does LeBrun want?
-Me.
Downtown.
Now.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
We believe this man, this
Xavier St. Cloud, came
from West Africa.
-Why?
-Interpol reports a similar
crime 15 years ago.
A drug lord was found gassed
in his mansion.
The place had been looted.
The guy got away with millions
in cash and a priceless
collection of 17th-century
African sculpture.
[beeping]
-West African sculpture?
-Yes.
Why?
-It would take too
long to explain.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
Hey, hey, MacLeod!
[tires squealing]
[beeping]
-Where is MacLeod?
[beeping]
[extra-sensory buzz]
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: Hey!
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: [SHOUTING]
What are you doing?
[beeping]
-What are you doing?
[beeping]
-How rude.
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
This is incredible.
[beeping]
-Fleury's Xavier.
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
It's a bomb.
-Oh, come now.
-He was speaking to
the woman earlier.
I'm sure it's all just a show.
[sirens approaching]
-What's going on?
May I help you?
-I've been waiting for you.
Don't bother with the gas.
There's nobody home.
-You do turn up most
unexpectedly, MacLeod.
-I think we both
expected this.
-I'm just trying to
earn a few francs.
After all, a man's
got to live.
-Not necessarily.
[swords clashing]
[screams]
[sword clatters to pavement]
[sword clatters to pavement]
-Any sign of the lord
and master?
-He's been gone all night.
I don't know where he is.
-Well, don't worry.
He'll turn up.
He always does.
Tess, I need to ask
you a question.
-Sure.
-Am I as big a fool as I feel?
-What do you mean?
-I said all this stuff
to Renee last night.
I thought I was, like,
breaking her heart.
Little did I know she
was happily married.
All I was was just a
fling on the side.
I never really meant a
thing to her, did I?
-She married for wealth
and convenience.
Passion is not something that
is so easy to come by.
-Passion?
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: Mmhm.
-She told you I was
passionate?
Hm.
Well, I suppose there are worse
things one could be than
a sex object.
-[laughs]
-Oh, look who's here.
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: Are you OK?
-Yeah.
-Did you find him?
-No, he's gone.
I found some blood and tracks
a few miles downriver.
-LeBrun has been calling
you all morning.
He wants to talk to you.
-I bet he does.
But right now, I just want
to get some sleep.
-Duncan, do you think he will--
-Probably.
He won't forget what
I did to him.
He's still out there
somewhere.
He'll be back.
[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]
born 400 years ago in the
Highlands of Scotland.
I am immortal, and
I am not alone.
Now is the time of the
Gathering, when the stroke of
a sword will release the power
of the Quickening.
In the end, there
can be only one.
[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Taxi!
-Go on.
[knock]
-I'll only be five minutes.
-Bonjour, Monsieur.
May I show you something?
-Anything you wish.
I'm looking for a pennant.
-Oh, yes, certainly.
-Something you would like.
-I'm sorry to keep you
after closing.
I wish I could make it up to
you by buying you dinner.
-Who says you can't?
-I'm afraid you won't
be available.
[clang]
-What's that?
[fwoom]
[hiss]
[coughing]
[coughing and choking]
FEMALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Monsieur Gerard!
[coughing]
[breathing heavily]
[keys jangling]
ACCOMPLICE [OFFSCREEN]:
They look dead.
What happened?
-They'll wake up in a few
hours-- with a heck of a
headache, but otherwise,
they'll be fine.
Clean out the manager's safe.
-Here.
I got it all.
Look!
We're rich!
[laughs]
-You can take off your mask.
It's safe.
-You're sure?
-It's only potent for
a few minutes.
Trust me, you're safe.
-Well, if you say so.
Ah, that's better.
Hey, I'll take these, boss.
-I think not.
I lied.
[coughs]
-You're dead.
[coughing]
-I'll see you in hell.
-Probably.
FEMALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: My
mother doesn't know that she's
breaking my heart.
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: Well, it's
not a sin for your mother to
date your ex-boyfriend.
Bad taste, perhaps,
but no sin.
-I guess you're right.
-I am.
[extra-sensory buzz]
-Go with God, my child,
and God bless you.
The Lord be in your heart and
on your lips so that you may
free and sincerely confess
your sins.
-So is God as good a business
as they say, Darius?
-Xavier?
-I'm flattered you
remember me.
-Why are you here?
-I've come to confess, same
as everyone else.
Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.
-I will not hear this.
-You are a priest, and
I am a sinner.
Isn't that how it goes?
Or have you reinvented
the position?
-Why do this?
It means nothing to you.
-Because it means everything
to you.
Here I am, humiliating one of
the world's greatest worriers,
and what does he do?
Nothing.
God, I love religion.
-I pity you.
-Let's not get maudlin.
Are you going to hear my
confession or not?
I bet you hear MacLeod's
all the time.
-If I must, yes.
-I've been a very bad boy.
I've killed six people.
-Why?
-Money.
There's never enough.
Looks like I'm going to have
to do it all over again.
-Nothing touches you, does it?
Where is your heart, Xavier?
Where's your soul?
-[laughs]
Who needs a soul?
Six dead, including that
one, Francois Bertrand.
Why does a known criminal
wind up dead with
five innocent victims?
Maybe his partner got greedy.
-I'd say it was some
toxic gas.
Exceptionally toxic.
High dispersion factor.
Took about five seconds
to fill the room.
-Poor bastards.
-I'll give you specifics
later.
DETECTIVE [OFFSCREEN]: Security
tapes, Inspector.
-Thanks.
I'm going back to my office
and take a look at these.
-The security videotapes
won't tell us much.
They spray-painted the
camera lenses.
-Yeah.
OK, it was rush hour.
Let's put some people out in the
street and see if anyone
saw anything.
And I want a door-to-door
in a four-block radius.
The guy went somewhere
when he left here.
[extra-sensory buzz]
-So, my old friend,
how are we today?
-Mm.
DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Are
you ready for our game?
Or are you afraid I'll
finally best you?
What's the matter?
-Sometimes being a Catholic
priest is
easier than other times.
-Anything you want
to talk about?
-Would that I could,
my friend.
Would that I could./ Now--
to our game.
-I won't press, but if there's
anything you need--
-Yes, I know, but some things
must remain unsaid.
-OK, so whose move is it?
-It's yours.
-You sure?
-Yes, very.
Good move now, huh?
[knock]
-Come in.
-Father Darius?
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: Yes?
-MacLeod.
What are you doing here?
-Playing chess.
Uh, Father Darius, this is, uh,
Inspector LeBrun of the
Paris police.
-Inspector.
Can I help you?
-I hope so.
There was a robbery last night
in a jewelry store a block
away from here.
-Yes, I heard.
It's a terrible thing.
-From the security video, we
learned the robbery happened
around 6:00.
Now just after 6:00 a man saw
someone leave the store and
enter this chapel.
He was a handsome black man,
early 30s, well dressed.
Do you remember seeing anyone
fitting this description?
-Yes, I do.
-Who was he?
-I'm sorry.
I can't tell you.
-The man is a murderer.
-Whatever he is, I--
I can't discuss it with you.
-And why is that?
-He came to confession.
-He told you about
the murders?
-He told it to him in the
confessional, LeBrun.
He wants to tell you,
but he can't.
-At least tell me his name.
-I'm truly sorry, my son.
-MacLeod, he's your friend.
Talk to him.
-He's also a priest.
-The poison he used could have
killed hundreds, and that
son-of-a-bitch--
sorry, Father.
He didn't even wear
a gas mask.
-He was immune?
-He enters the store, releases
the gas, collapses just like
everyone else.
But two minutes later, he's back
on his feet again like
nothing happened.
He's probably going
to kill again.
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: I would do
anything I could to stop it.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
But you won't.
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: I can't.
[explosion]
[men shouting]
[explosion]
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Get out of here!
[men shouting]
[explosion]
[explosion]
[explosion]
-[SHOUTING] This is the
infirmary, you bastards!
The war's over there!
Huh.
I don't know why I volunteered
for this war.
SOLDIER [OFFSCREEN]: Hey,
the mail is here.
-I don't know about you,
but I need a smoke.
-It's payday.
SOLDIER [OFFSCREEN]: Hurry up.
These guys want to get paid.
Come on, come on.
[extra-sensory buzz]
STAN [OFFSCREEN]:
Hey, what is it?
What's wrong?
-There's someone--
-Who?
[ticking]
-Hey, Mac!
Mac!
[fwoom]
[coughing and choking]
-Stan, get back, it's
mustard gas!
-Mac!
[coughing]
-Save yourself!
-Ah, stop trying to be a hero!
[coughing and choking]
[coughing and choking]
-Ahh.
[extra-sensory buzz]
[extra-sensory buzz]
[shing]
-My name is Xavier St. Cloud.
There can be only one.
[SOLDIERS SHOUT THROUGH
GAS MASKS]
-Another time.
[engine starts]
-Stan.
Stan.
Stan!
Stan!
-I beg you, Father--
talk to me.
Help me.
This is on your head.
-It's Xavier, isn't it?
-I think I need a drink now.
-So tell me about her.
-She's beautiful.
She's-- she's smart.
She's sexy.
And she's classy.
She's like you.
And the thing is, I really think
she's nuts about me.
-It's great you found
someone you like.
How long have you known her?
-Oh, just a few days.
In fact, I'm supposed to meet
her for lunch, and I do not
want to be late.
I will see you later.
Goodbye.
Au revoir.
-Hey, you didn't tell me her--
name.
[phone ringing]
-Hello?
Oh, hello, Achmed.
Well, I discussed the matter
with the customer attache at
your embassy.
The Egyptian government has
already agreed to send two
pieces to the exhibition.
Yes, we have all the
proper insurance.
Yes, the paperwork will be
completed in triplicate.
Goodbye, Achmed.
Bureaucrats!
-Forgive my intrusion,
dear lady.
I knocked, but--
-I didn't hear.
I'm sorry, I was--
-Yes, I heard.
My name is Gerard Fleury.
-Can I help you?
-Actually, it is I
who can help you.
-Tess?
Tessa?
-I'm here.
I was just about
to cook lunch.
What do you feel like?
-Oh, nothing right now.
Just came back to pick
the speedboat up.
You look happy about
something.
-That terra cotta Fanti piece I
was looking for just walked
into my collection.
-All by itself?
-This morning, this man shows
up out of the blue--
Gerard Fleury, big collector.
And he specializes in--
guess what?
-17th century African
sculpture.
-Exactly.
He read that interview I gave.
He's offered to lend
us a Fanti queen.
DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]:
Not bad.
-I thought they were all
lost, but he came
across this on in Ghana.
Said it cost him an
arm and a leg.
-Did he say whose?
-Very funny, Duncan.
It's come at the perfect time.
The showing for the refugee
relief fund is at the gallery
tomorrow night.
-Tomorrow night?
-Did you forget about it?
-About what?
-About the show?
-No, I didn't forget.
-OK.
Did you remember to have
your tuxedo cleaned?
-Yes, I remembered to have
my tuxedo cleaned.
Now the last time I
wore a tuxedo--
-Was on the deck of the--
ah!
Of the "Titanic."
-You know what?
You've got an awful mind.
-And you love it.
-Mm, I know.
Come here.
-Can I help you, monsieur?
-I'm looking for Dalou.
-Who are you?
-A friend.
-I know all of Mr. Dalou's
friends, and
you're not one of them.
-Why don't we ask him?
Please don't.
-Stop!
Oh!
Oh!
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Right there is fine.
[cocks shotgun]
Smart boy.
[DRUMS "SHAVE AND A
HAIRCUT" ON TABLE]
-Dalou.
Don't you recognize me?
-Duncan MacLeod.
It's--
it's impossible.
You must be his son.
-Yeah.
-MacLeod's son.
You could be no one else.
Welcome.
Your father and I had
a hell of a time in
the resistance together.
-Yeah, he told me.
-You look just like him.
It's incredible.
Incredible.
Uh, did he tell you about the
time we got a message from De
Gaulle himself?
-Yes.
-He wanted us-- he expressly
asked for us--
to blow up the railway
bridges at Compiegne.
[laughs]
Besancon.
-What are you talking about?
-The bridges were north
of Besancon.
-[laughs]
That's right.
Ah, it's all in here.
Just like it happened
yesterday.
How is your father?
-He died some time ago.
-Ah.
I'll grieve for him.
Well, what is it I
can do for you?
-Well, my father told me there
wasn't much that went down in
Paris without you knowing
about it.
-Oh, I am somewhat connected.
-There was a robbery last
night, a jewelry
store on rue Montcalm.
Six people died.
-I know.
It's bad business.
It's bad for business.
Parisians don't mind a little
larceny now and then.
If it's done with ingenuity,
no one gets hurt.
But killing for no reason?
DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: The
police think one of the
dead was involved
in the robbery.
I was wondering if
you knew him.
-Why is this important to you?
-I think the man that did
the killing murdered a
good friend of mine.
-You want revenge.
-I want him dead.
-The thief who died was
named Francois.
He worked for me from
time to time.
He was a good boy.
Loyal.
He always did what
he was told.
I used to court his mother
when she was young.
Ah, if you find the killer
and need my help--
-If I find him, I won't.
-Welcome to my lovely home.
Do you like it?
-Oh, yeah.
-Very nice, huh?
Ooh, you smell great.
Kitchen area back there, a
little work area there, an
area for chess.
And this--
the bedroom area.
-Hello.
-Tessa.
Hi.
Uh, I didn't expect you back
here for a little while.
Um, I'd like to introduce
you to Renee.
-Renee.
Nice to see you again.
-Tessa.
-You guys know each other?
-Mm-hm.
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: We've met.
Renee's one of our patrons.
-Oh, that's great.
You guys are friends.
Excellent.
Well, listen, we were just about
to take a little stroll
along the Seine.
You want to join us?
-Well, I'm sure Tessa is much
too busy to tag along with us.
-Maybe next time.
-OK.
Shall we?
-Come on.
RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]:
Bye-bye, Tessa.
-It's always nice to
see you, Tessa.
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]:
He doesn't know.
-It's not something he'd tell
you even if he did.
-I called Renee.
She hasn't told him
she's married.
For her it's all a big
joke, a fling with a
young, virile lover.
She was laughing.
You don't look shocked.
-You are?
-A little.
Besides, she must be at least
10 years older than he is.
[LAUGHING] Oh, hold
on a minute.
You're stepping on dangerous
ground here.
-You know what I mean.
She's using him, and he's
taking it seriously.
I know this woman.
She's not going to
leave her rich,
influential husband for Richie.
-OK, I guess he ought
to be told.
-So?
When are you going
to tell him?
-Me?
[laughs uncomfortably]
-"Surely goodness and mercy
shall follow me all the days
of my life and I shall dwell
in the house of the Lord
forever." God bless
you, Francois.
And God bless all of you.
[church bells tolling]
-[QUIETLY] Is everything
all right?
I will never forget what
you did today.
-Ah, anyone would have--
-Buried him in a pauper's grave
and been done with it.
It's because of you that he
will rest in holy ground.
Your father would
have been proud.
-See you around, Dalou.
-Oh, no.
You have done enough already.
-It's from your son.
-Bless you.
-Maybe you can help me.
-Hat can I do for you?
-Tell me all you know about the
man that killed your son.
-All I know is Francois came
home one day and said he'd met
a man who was going to
making him rich.
And they were going to meet
again that night.
-Where?
-In this cafe near
Saint Michel.
-Le Picotin?
-Yes, that's it.
-Thanks for fixing it
with the Archbishop.
-I may have neglected to
ask his permission.
[chuckles]
-Use caution.
Xavier's ruthless.
-He'd better be.
-MacLeod.
-Waiter.
-Oui?
-More coffee.
-Right away.
[extra-sensory buzz]
[extra-sensory buzz]
[thunder rolls]
-Whoa, what the?
-Hey!
Hey!
-Hey!
Hey, get out of here--
what are you--?
Aahh!
[window shatters]
-Hey!
-You tourists!
-Hey, slow down!
WORKER [OFFSCREEN]: Look out!
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: You said
Darius had been a
Buddhist and a Hindu.
Why is it so important that he
now respect this rule about
the confessional?
DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]:
Well, you said it.
Respect.
I don't think Darius believes in
religion or a set of rules.
-Then what does he believe?
-Being your brother's keeper.
I think Darius, if he has to
help mankind, he has to honor
their codes.
-Even when they protect
a murderer?
-The codes protect murderers
and innocents alike.
No one suggests that
we destroy them.
-Why do I argue with you?
-Because you're contrary
by nature.
-I am not.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
MacLeod?
Are you there?
-Yes, you are.
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]:
No, I'm not.
-Yes, you are.
-No, I am not.
-See what I mean?
[growls]
-Inspector.
-Who is he, MacLeod?
-Who's that?
-[chuckles]
The guy you were chasing.
Talk to me.
It was the same guy who
confessed to the
priest, wasn't it?
His description matches.
Where's he hiding?
-I don't know.
-You always know more
than you're saying.
-His name won't mean
anything to you.
And even if I did tell you where
I met him, you wouldn't
believe me.
Trust me on this.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
If this man kills again
because you're holding
out on me, I will
personally have your head.
-Oh, I think you're going
to have to wait in line.
-Remember what I said.
-LeBrun.
We're on the same side.
-That's what worries me.
-Maybe you should
have told him.
-Told him what, exactly?
That I met Xavier in 1917 and he
was wearing a gas mask, but
I'm not quite sure.
How's that going to help him?
-How are you going
to find him?
You know he's not going
back to that cafe.
-Well, my guess is that Darius
has known Xavier a lot longer
than I have.
Maybe he can tell
me something.
DARIUS [OFFSCREEN]: Long ago
I found him hiding from the
police in my church.
He was--
he was a petty thief then.
They would have guillotined him
for stealing a piece of
jewelry, you know.
That's hardly a crime
to die for.
And later I heard news of
him robbing, murdering.
He was sentenced to life,
but he escaped.
-Where did he go?
-Well, he fled to West
Africa, India.
He lived there like a king.
And he must have spent his
fortune, and now he's here in
Paris to collect more.
I should have stopped him.
It's--
LeBrun was right.
People will die because of me.
-Not because of you.
Because of him.
-Perhaps it's time that--
perhaps it's time that I should
leave my sanctuary.
-Leave if you want,
but not over this.
Xavier's mine.
Besides, he's killed
too many already.
[extra-sensory buzz]
-I'm afraid the two of you
together is more good news
than I can take.
Holy ground's a wonderful
thing.
It allows us to speak
almost like friends.
-What do you want?
-Actually, I've come to make
another confession.
You see, I enjoy the company
of my own kind.
I find humans, um, limited.
-Oh, so in your arrogance,
you kill them.
-No, I kill them because
what's the difference?
They all die anyway.
-Huh.
So can Immortals.
-True.
But not today.
-Really?
-I wouldn't try following me.
You may not find any fresh
cement this time.
-I'll be seeing you
real soon, Xavier.
-Sooner than you
think, MacLeod.
[door opens and closes]
-What are you doing in here?
Practicing to be a politician
or something?
-Mac, you ever been--
you know--
-What do I know?
-You ever had it bad
for an older woman?
-[laughs]
Well, the situation hasn't
come up recently.
RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Oh, ha,
ha, ha, very funny.
You know what I mean.
You know I've been seeing this
woman Renee recently, and it's
like she's--
-Married.
-What?
-Renee's married.
-What are you talking about?
Is that what Tessa said?
-[sighs]
I'm sorry, partner.
Hasn't she told you?
-No, she didn't tell me
that she was married.
Oh, OK, yes, yes.
She said she was married, but--
but I thought that was,
like, as in the past, you
know, ancient history.
You're putting me on.
-Do I look like I'm
putting you on?
-Well, sometimes with
you, I never know.
-Oh, well, grand.
Well, I'm not putting you on.
-She's married.
Oh, man.
Well, I mean, it's not like
it really matters, right?
You know, I mean, when
two people are tight?
It's going to be tough on her
husband when she tells him,
though.
-Richie, don't you think
you're taking
this a little fast?
-Fast?
Mac, you have no idea
what's gone on
between me and this woman.
It was like, she saw me,
I saw her-- boom!
-Boom!
-Yes.
-Richie, sometimes when you
meet somebody, there's an
attraction, but--
-No, no, no, Mac.
I am not talking about
an attraction.
I am talking about
the real thing.
I just feel sorry
for her old man.
What?
-It's spectacular.
I don't know how to thank
you, Monsieur Fleury.
-Gerard, please.
I hear you've invited some
of the more prominent
philanthropists of
our fair city.
-That's right.
-Excellent.
And I will finally be able
to meet your boyfriend.
What was his name?
-Duncan MacLeod.
He promised faithfully
to be here.
-I'm so glad.
And what time is this event?
-8:00.
-That means everyone should
be here by 9:00.
[laughs]
The French are never on time.
[phone ringing]
-Excuse me a moment.
[phone ringing]
[beeping]
-I will see you this evening.
-I may be a few minutes late,
but I wouldn't miss
this for the world.
-Richie.
-Madame de Tassigny, how
good of you to make it.
And this, I presume, must
be your husband.
It is a pleasure to
meet you, sir.
-How do you do?
-Very well, thank you.
I'm Richard Ryan, Tessa
Noel's associate.
I can't tell you how much we
appreciate your generous
contribution.
Oh, please, don't
let me keep you.
Have a wonderful evening.
-Thank you, Mr. Ryan.
RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Uh, Madame
de Tassigny, if I may have one
small moment, please?
-Go and talk to your friends.
I'll be right in, cheri.
Richie, I meant to--
-It's OK.
He seems like a nice guy.
-Well, he is.
-Renee, I've been doing
a lot of thinking.
-I see.
-We can't keep seeing
each other.
-We can't?
-Ah, maybe if we'd met in
another time or another place.
I don't know.
But he is your husband.
-Yes, he is.
-Well, I'm glad you
understand.
Goodbye, Renee.
RENEE [OFFSCREEN]:
Goodbye, Richie.
Another time, another place.
[chamber music playing]
-So, what do you think of
our fertility goddess?
-I think she's wasting
her time around me.
Here, you want it?
Where's the donor?
-He said he might be
a few minutes late.
Take a look at these people.
Have you ever seen
so many diamonds?
-Once.
King Solomon's mines.
But that's a long story.
-Some other time.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
MacLeod.
Can I have a word with you?
-What is it?
-It's time to go downtown,
MacLeod.
-Is that really necessary?
-A witness saw you throw
something into a cement mixer.
We dug it up.
It was a nerve gas canister.
The same kind of gas used
in the jewelry store.
-Was anyone hurt?
-No, you guessed right.
The concrete deactivated it.
-Then you don't need
to talk to me.
-We also ID'd the guy
you were chasing.
We think is Xavier St. Cloud.
Where is he?
-If I knew, you wouldn't have
to worry about him.
-This is no time for personal
vendettas, MacLeod.
Let's go.
-Give me a moment.
-Excuse me.
-What does LeBrun want?
-Me.
Downtown.
Now.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
We believe this man, this
Xavier St. Cloud, came
from West Africa.
-Why?
-Interpol reports a similar
crime 15 years ago.
A drug lord was found gassed
in his mansion.
The place had been looted.
The guy got away with millions
in cash and a priceless
collection of 17th-century
African sculpture.
[beeping]
-West African sculpture?
-Yes.
Why?
-It would take too
long to explain.
INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
Hey, hey, MacLeod!
[tires squealing]
[beeping]
-Where is MacLeod?
[beeping]
[extra-sensory buzz]
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]: Hey!
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: [SHOUTING]
What are you doing?
[beeping]
-What are you doing?
[beeping]
-How rude.
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
This is incredible.
[beeping]
-Fleury's Xavier.
MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
It's a bomb.
-Oh, come now.
-He was speaking to
the woman earlier.
I'm sure it's all just a show.
[sirens approaching]
-What's going on?
May I help you?
-I've been waiting for you.
Don't bother with the gas.
There's nobody home.
-You do turn up most
unexpectedly, MacLeod.
-I think we both
expected this.
-I'm just trying to
earn a few francs.
After all, a man's
got to live.
-Not necessarily.
[swords clashing]
[screams]
[sword clatters to pavement]
[sword clatters to pavement]
-Any sign of the lord
and master?
-He's been gone all night.
I don't know where he is.
-Well, don't worry.
He'll turn up.
He always does.
Tess, I need to ask
you a question.
-Sure.
-Am I as big a fool as I feel?
-What do you mean?
-I said all this stuff
to Renee last night.
I thought I was, like,
breaking her heart.
Little did I know she
was happily married.
All I was was just a
fling on the side.
I never really meant a
thing to her, did I?
-She married for wealth
and convenience.
Passion is not something that
is so easy to come by.
-Passion?
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: Mmhm.
-She told you I was
passionate?
Hm.
Well, I suppose there are worse
things one could be than
a sex object.
-[laughs]
-Oh, look who's here.
TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: Are you OK?
-Yeah.
-Did you find him?
-No, he's gone.
I found some blood and tracks
a few miles downriver.
-LeBrun has been calling
you all morning.
He wants to talk to you.
-I bet he does.
But right now, I just want
to get some sleep.
-Duncan, do you think he will--
-Probably.
He won't forget what
I did to him.
He's still out there
somewhere.
He'll be back.
[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]