Highlander (1992–1998): Season 1, Episode 17 - Saving Grace - full transcript

Grace, an Immortal who has focused on healing rather than fighting, is framed for the murder of her mortal husband by an obsessed ex-lover, the Immortal Carlo Seandaro. Duncan must step in to protect her from her own weakness.

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"]

[man humming "amazing grace"]

[chuckles]

Why didn't you just tell me
you're seeing someone else?

-Because I'm not.



Paul, I love you.

-But you want him.

It is Jack, isn't it?

-Our lab assistant?

He's only 20 years old.

-So was I when we met.

-This isn't about jealousy
at all, is it, Paul?

-What are you talking about?

-It's about you and me.

You grow old and I don't.

I'm sorry, but that's
the way it is.

-40 years seems forever
when you're 20.

It's a lot easier
to take then.

That's something you'll
never understand.



-I understand envy
when I see it.

-Go to hell!

Don't turn your back on me!

[instruments clatter to floor]

-What's wrong with you?

-I can't stand looking in
the mirror, knowing

that one day, s-some--

I'm leaving you before
you leave me.

-What?

-We're over.

-Paul, you can't.

-Watch me.

-I'm going home now.

We can get through this.

[broken glass tinkling]

-I'm sorry.

[gunshot]

[glass tinkles]

[fwoom]

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: It's
funny what will drive men

to their deaths.

You know, neither Pickett nor
Longstreet wanted to take that

hill, but Lee had 15,000 men.

He thought he was unbeatable.

-Hm.

Pride doth goest before
the fall.

And victory to those who
hold the high ground.

-Careful, you're going
to knock that over.

-Oh, that's already bent.

-You know, you may
be a priest--

[chuckles]

but you still think
like a warrior.

Now Napoleon, on the
other hand--

where's that book on
Napoleon you had?

-Napoleon?

That--

that's over there.

It's in there.

Well, war in the abstract is a
great intellectual puzzle.

But in reality, it's all
blood and tears.

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Then
why make it into a game?

-To deny what I was is
to deny what I am.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-Darius?

-Grace.

-[SHAKILY] I've been walking
the streets all night long.

I didn't know where
else to go.

-What is it?

Paul?

-He's dead.

-What?

-Duncan?

Duncan, I'm glad you're here.

By the time I got back to
him, it was too late.

-So was it an accident?

-I think I heard a gunshot
before the fire.

-Any ideas who did it?

-No.

-Perhaps it's someone wanting
your research.

-Paul and I just moved in.

There wasn't anything to steal
but the equipment, which is

completely destroyed.

-What about Carlo Sendaro?

-I haven't seen him in years.

-All right.

-And if he did kill Paul, why
hasn't he come for me?

-I don't suppose you've
spoken to the police.

-Too many questions I might
not have answers for.

-Oh, I have to--

I have to prepare for
afternoon mass.

Grace, my rectory is a
little bit Spartan--

not to mention, public.

But if you like, I'll call the
Mother Superior at the convent

and arrange for you
to stay there.

If it's Sendaro, you'll be
safe on holy ground.

-I feel better just
talking to you.

And to you.

Darius told me you were back
in town, and that you were

living on a barge with
your mortal lover.

-Her name's Tessa, and you
should have dropped by.

-Paul and I were having
our problems.

A handsome Immortal friend
wouldn't have helped.

Duncan, what should I do?

If it is Sendaro, he
won't just go away.

After I left him, he
kept trailing me.

-You changed your identity--

-Three times.

-Yeah.

-He can't conceive that I've
stopped loving him.

You were right about him.

-I think you should stay with
us for a while until we can

find out whether it's
Sendaro or not.

-You think it will be
all right with--?

-Tessa.

Yeah.

-Duncan, I'm home.

All day I've been thinking about
that New Year's Eve we

spent in Normandy.

You know, maybe this weekend,
you and I could go somewhere

and have lots of
fun and spend--

-No.

-What's the matter?

GRACE [OFFSCREEN]: Duncan?

Duncan, where do you
keep the towels?

-[sighs]

Under the sink in
the bathroom.

GRACE [OFFSCREEN]: Found them.

Thanks.

-You were saying?

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]:
[speaking french]

-You want some coffee?

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]:
[speaking french]

OK, so my accent sucks.

But I'm working on it.

[water running]

-Do we have company?

-Grace Chandel.

An old friend of mine.

-How old?

[horse neighs]

-Aaah!

[thud]

-Oh!

[horse neighs]

[woman screaming]

[extra-sensory buzz]

[woman screaming]

[woman screaming and panting]

[woman screaming]

[woman screaming]

[scream]

[extra-sensory buzz]

-I'm Duncan Ma--

-If it's my head you want, I'd
appreciate it if you'd wait a

few minutes.

Come on, girl.

That's it.

Keep going.

Yeah.

Give us one more push.

-[crying out in pain]

-Get me water!

Just one more!

[screaming]

OK

GRACE [OFFSCREEN]: That's it!

That's it!

Come on, one more time.

It's coming!

Keep going, keep going.

I--

I see its head, it's coming.

It's coming.

[panting and crying]

[music - "amazing grace"]

[smack]

[smack]

[smack]

[baby cries]

[music - "amazing grace"]

-Do you wonder what it
would be like, too?

To hold your own child
in your arms?

-We are what we are.

-Yes.

I know.

Obviously I can't outfight you,
and I'm too tired to run,

so we might as well
get on with it.

-Get on with what?

-Just leave the mother
and child.

-[laughs]

I wish you no harm.

-You don't want my head?

-Well--

no.

Only to admire.

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: Is
she still a doctor?

-Well, she's been doing
research when, mainly.

She figured she could help
people more that way.

Right now she's been trying to
develop an antiviral vaccine.

-And she's been your friend
for all these centuries?

-Mm-hm.

-Centuries.

Wow.

The expiration date on my
relationships is usually a

few, uh--

-Weeks.

-Weeks?

Thank you.

Months.

Ahem.

-[clears throat]

-Oh, um--

Grace, I want you
to meet Tessa.

-Hi.

-Hi.

-And, uh, Richie.

-I'm sorry I'm not dressed.

-Hey, that's OK.

I uh, I think you
look fantastic.

-Come on.

I'll find something for you.

-Hi.

-Hi.

Tessa's beautiful.

She may not be one of us,
but she has an old soul.

You're a lucky man.

-Yeah.

-She's lucky, too.

Sometimes I wish I was mortal.

It'd simplify things, wouldn't
it, to know there was a limit

to life, so that time
is precious.

To be able to share things like
grey hair, parenthood.

-No one can choose who
they are-- not

you, not me, not Paul.

-I know.

I remember. "We are what we
are." Paul hated growing old

without me.

I could see it in his eyes for
years before he exploded.

He hated me for it.

And now he's gone,
and I hurt again.

God, I get so tired
of it sometimes.

We go on and everything
around us dies.

You've always been a
good friend, Mac.

Don't hunt for Sendaro.

I don't want to lose you, too.

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: I've
made some coffee.

-I'm sorry, I couldn't.

-Tessa, I--

-Do you still love her?

-No.

-That's all that needs
to be said.

She's your friend and
she's been hurt.

You'll help her.

I'd expect you to do no less.

-Thanks.

-I think she would feel more
comfortable with some of her

own things.

-Yeah, well, I'll stop
by her apartment.

I love you, Tess.

-I know.

Have you any idea who did it?

-No, it wasn't a random
break-in.

Nothing was stolen.

-Then why?

-There's an Immortal called
Carlo Sendaro.

They were lovers
for a century.

Then they fell apart, and
he couldn't handle that.

-You think he would
kill for her?

-Yeah.

-Now look who's here.

You wouldn't happen to know
someone named Grace Chandel?

-Yes, I would.

Why's that?

-Where is she?

-Is there a problem,
Inspector?

INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
Well, her boyfriend was

murdered with a 9mm automatic.

And guess what we found
at her apartment?

-You trying to say that
Grace shot him?

-I don't know.

That's what I'll find out.

-She wouldn't do that.

-Now how did I know she
was a friend of yours?

The neighbors said they
argued a lot.

One hell of a coincidence,
wouldn't you say?

And we had an anonymous
caller.

He swore that she was Paul
Warren's murderer.

-Maybe your anonymous caller
had a reason to lie.

-Oh, maybe.

But if ballistics matches the
bullet in Paul Warren's chest

to this, your friend Grace
Chandel is going to be charged

with murder.

And, uh, there's such a
thing as an accessory,

MacLeod, you know?

-They think I killed Paul?

-They found a gun in
your apartment.

-This is crazy.

I loved Paul.

I would have never--

-Look, LeBrun is no fool.

Now he knows we're friends,
she can't stay here.

-Where can she go?

-I have to leave the country.

-Well, you'll need a new
identity to start over.

It's not going to be easy.

Everything's computerized
these days.

Not like the old days, when
you could just pick up and

walk over the hills and
be somebody else.

INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
MacLeod!

-We got company, Mac.

-LeBrun?

-That's right, boss.

-Get the speed boat and
take her to Darius.

Here.

INSPECTOR LEBRUN [OFFSCREEN]:
MacLeod, you in there?

MacLeod!

-Inspector.

Twice in one day?

I'm honored.

-Where is Grace Chandel?

-Oh, yeah.

Well, if I see her, I'll tell
her you stopped by.

-Are you going to
let me inside?

-Do you have a warrant?

-If you had nothing to hide,
you wouldn't be asking.

-Well, I guess that's
perfect cop logic.

Welcome aboard.

Nah, it's this way.

[SPEEDBOAT MOTORS
QUIETLY AWAY]

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: What is it?

[extra-sensory buzz]

-An Immortal.

Quick.

-Kitchen and the bathroom are
down there if you want.

-She was here, wasn't
she, MacLeod?

-Well, she's a friend of mine.

She comes here from
time to time.

-It would be easier for everyone
concerned if you'd

tell her to come in
and talk to me.

-Well, if I see her,
I'll let you know.

-MacLeod.

-Yeah?

-Just don't get in
over your head.

-Never do.

-Have a very nice
day, Inspector.

[ting]

-Ah!

-[gasp]

GRACE [OFFSCREEN]: Carlo.

You are here.

-For you.

Why are you running?

A beautiful woman should
never be afraid of me.

"She doth teach the torches to
burn bright." Carlo Sendaro,

at your service.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-You were on your way to see
Darius, or just trying to get

to holy ground?

-Both.

-Shall we?

-Oof, it's been so long since
my last confession.

-No--

I think it best we let them
speak alone for a while.

-Grace, you are my life.

You always have been.

-Is that why you make
my life hell?

-You loved me once.

I could make you
love me again.

-No, you couldn't.

-[scoffs]

Oh, yes, I could.

-You killed Paul.

-Why would I do that?

-[SHOUTING] You bastard!

You did kill him!

-Calm down!

Calm down.

Calm down.

Who put those lies
in your head?

[extra-sensory buzz]

-I see.

WOMAN [OFFSCREEN]: Monsieur.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-Carlo, don't!

-I haven't come to fight you.

-Duncan?

What brings you here?

-I heard you were leaving.

-Who are you?

-Carlo Sendaro, this is Duncan
MacLeod, an old friend.

-Where are you going?

-We're going to the
Amazon jungle.

-Oh, the Amazon.

GRACE [OFFSCREEN]: This
is a wonderful

opportunity for my research.

I've heard the Indians
there have some

extraordinary medicines.

I'll be staying at Carlo's
plantation.

-So you have other
properties, then?

-Oh, yes.

Actually, this is a
rubber plantation.

-As big as Paris.

-No.

It's much bigger.

-Come off it.

[laughs]

-I'm not exaggerating.

[laughs]

It's much bigger.

-Could I have a word
with you, please?

Do you mind?

How well do you know Sendaro?

-I know he won't take my head,
if that's what you're afraid

of.

-No, the Amazon's a
long ways away.

-So?

-I've heard things
about Sendaro.

Once he thinks something's his,
he never gives it up.

-Thank you, but I can
take care of myself.

-[scoffs]

-I didn't think you were
the jealous type.

SENDARO [OFFSCREEN]:
[clears throat]

I'm afraid we have quite
a long way to go.

And our ship sails at dawn.

-Be careful.

-She's mine now, and
always will be.

-Or not.

-If I see you again--

-If you don't take care
of Grace, you will.

-Don't worry.

She's in good hands.

-May the winds be with you.

-Goodbye, Duncan.

[whip cracks]

[horse neighs]

-Have you forgotten
where you are?

-Yes.

I'm not here to deal with
your past mistakes.

Just our future.

-We have no future

-Grace, you belong with me.

-Don't you mean to you?

-You stay out of this if you
want to go on living.

-Some things are easier
said than done.

-You arrogant bastard.

You killed the man I love
and you expect me

to come with you?

-What future do you have here,
with the police searching for

you?

-You placed the gun
in her apartment?

-I said, stay out of this.

I love you, Grace.

I love you.

I have an empire
in the Amazon.

You could continue
your research.

In 20 or 30 years, you
could come back--

-You're crazy.

Get out of here.

Once and for all, get
out of my life.

-I love you.

This does not end here.

-You're so right.

[music - "amazing grace"]

-You know, I wonder whatever
happened to that baby.

-Which baby?

-When we met.

-Funny.

I think about her
too, sometimes.

Maybe she had children of her
own, grandchildren, great

grandchildren.

That child could be one
of her offspring.

And here we are, still.

Actually, I was thinking
about another time.

There was a little inn not
too far from this spot.

-Yeah, I remember it.

-Probably a fast food
restaurant now.

Things change.

Even we do.

It's time that keeps shifting
things under our feet.

-That's not what happened.

-No.

The truth is, you and I
were too different.

-Maybe if I'd stayed--

-You would have been unhappy.

So I let you go.

My wandering knight, charging
off to right all the

wrongs of the world.

-Not so much, now.

-Are you happy?

-Yes.

Yes, I am.

-That's good.

So what now?

-Well, now, we've got to find
you a new identity.

-I want a nice name this time.

-[laughs]

Well, we'll see what
we can find.

-LeBrun is going crazy.

He has MacLeod's
barge covered.

We have to watch the church.

The Chandel girl might
try to contact

the priest, uh, Darius.

-Isabelle Pontand, born
April 12th, 1964,

died April 20, 1964.

Eight days on planet Earth.

You missed a hell of a party.

-What's up, boss?

-Is LeBrun's man still
out there?

-Oh, absolutely.

And doing a very unsuccessful
job trying not to be obvious.

There you go.

Two forms you asked for.

-Oh, good.

Tessa'll keep Grace away from
the barge long enough for us

to get the documents to her.

-You know, I keep telling
you, Mac.

If we were in the states, I
could have fixed you up with

something absolutely,
completely, 100%, totally

hassle-free.

-Yeah, and all you would have
had to do is talk to your

friends in the local prison.

-Hey, gimme a break, Mac.

I'm talking about one-stop
shopping.

So how are we supposed to meet
up with Tess and Grace?

-They'll call.

-You'd think I'd learn how to
handle this, wouldn't you?

And the strange thing is, every
time it happens, I tell

myself I won't go through
it again.

I swear to myself I won't fall
in love with a mortal.

As if love was something you
had any control over.

You and Mac have
something good.

I envy you.

-Grace, about you and Mac--

-We had a moment.

That was all--

though I wanted it to be more.

Please don't hold
it against me.

-It's funny, but I don't.

It would take me several
lifetimes to find out

everything in Duncan's past.

I know there've been others,
but I never thought I would

meet one of them.

And here you are.

What happened between
you and Sendaro?

-We went on a great adventure.

But over the years,
he changed.

He went from being an explorer
to being a conqueror.

He started terrorizing
and dominating the

people I was treating.

He demanded whole villages to
worship him like a god.

-So you ran.

-I've been few running
ever since.

Every few decades,
he finds me.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

What are you doing
here, Tessa?

-That's a question I should
be asking you.

What do you want?

-May I talk to you?

Tell her to leave.

-It's all right.

I'm safe.

Just give us a moment.

-I'll be waiting by the gate.

-Your chaperone?

-Tessa is my friend.

-You always did have a
weakness for mortals.

-If you mean I prefer friends
to slaves, you're right.

-No, I just mean mortals.

Grace--

stay.

Face it, Grace.

Our love is immortal.

-He's got her!

-How?

-He must have been waiting for
her at the cemetery, knowing

she would come.

-Do you know where they went?

-I think she went with
him to protect me.

-I'll find them.

-Want me to go with you?

-No.

-I knew I could count on
your memory, MacLeod.

-Where is she?

-She's picking up the
passport you were so

instrumental in obtaining.

You should have been a
bureaucrat, not an Immortal.

-And you should have
stayed in Brazil.

-No one takes what is mine.

-She's not yours, and
she never was.

-You still love her,
don't you?

-No.

-I knew it from the first
time I saw you.

-You know, you were blind
then, and you still are.

-And you're dead!

[swords clashing]

GRACE [OFFSCREEN]:
[SHOUTING] Stop!

[swords clashing]

-[SHOUTING] No more killing!

-Do it!

MacLeod, do it now.

Come on.

Come on, huh?

-There's plenty of time.

-Do it.

-Get behind me.

-You should have killed me
when you had the chance.

Grace, there's no way
you can escape me.

-You all right?

-I keep looking over my shoulder
for the police.

-It's not the police you
should be afraid of.

-I should never have
returned to Paris.

-But you did.

-I'll be more careful
this time.

-Where will you go?

-It's a big world.

I can go wherever I want.

Oh, god, sometimes I get so
tired of the charade.

One day I'm Grace,
next, I'm Helen.

OK, who am I today?

-At least you had the choice.

Most people don't.

GRACE [OFFSCREEN]: I
can change my name.

I can't choose who I am.

And we have to move on.

You have to move on,
I have to move on.

At least we'll have a
little more choice

than Isabelle Pontand.

She was a baby.

She was here for only a moment,
and the only thing she

ever had was her name, and--

and now I've taken that.

-You have a right.

You're alive.

You and every other living thing
has a basic instinct.

It needs to survive.

-Don't you ever get tired of
living with a guy who knows

everything?

-I thought you would know
him better than that.

-Well, if I know everything,
I know he

knows your new identity.

-I have to take that chance.

-I'll get you out
of the country.

-Duncan, you can't protect
me forever.

I'm a big girl.

I can get on the plane alone.

-At least let me--

-Please.

It's easier to say
goodbye here.

-Inspector LeBrun, the Chandel
woman has entered the church.

[extra-sensory buzz]

-Grace.

Grace.

-I had to say goodbye.

-Where are you going?

-I don't know.

-Is there nothing I
can do to help?

-Pray to St. Christopher
for me.

-[laughs]

Patron saint of travelers.

So drop me a postcard
sometime, hm?

I'm starting a collection.

in

-Miss Chandel.

You're under arrest for the
murder of Paul Warren.

-No.

-Come with us.

[gunshot]

-Not so fast, Miss Chandel.

You're not going anywhere.

This is the police.

You're under arrest for the
murder of Paul Warren.

Stay right there, sir.

Freeze, or I'll shoot.

Stay where you are.

I'm warning you.

[gunshot]

[cries out]

-Oh!

-LeBrun here.

Give me an ambulance in front of
St. Joseph's Chapel, over.

Who was he?

-An old boyfriend of mine.

He's the one who killed
Paul Warren.

-You're fast, you know that?

-What do you mean?

-Pinning the murder
on a dead man.

[shouting]

-Oh!

-That was Darius.

Sendaro just did a number
on LeBrun and two of his

detectives.

-And Grace?

-On her way out of the country
with him, probably.

-What can we do?

-Just one thing.

[tires squealing]

-Get out of the car.

-He'll only keep following me,
and more people will die.

-[SHOUTING] It ends tonight!

SENDARO [OFFSCREEN]: Yahhh!

-No!

[sirens approaching]

-No!

-Watch it!

GRACE [OFFSCREEN]: [cries out]

DUNCAN MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]:
Stop!

-Aahh!

-[SHOUTING] Come on!

[cries out]

-It ends here.

[swords clashing]

[electricity crackles]

[electricity crackles]

-Aauughh!

-Get out, now!

Go!

Come here.

Come here.

[ELECTRICITY SPARKS
AND CRACKLES]

[thud]

[electricity crackling]

[shouts]

[thunder rolls]

[electricity crackles]

-Thank you again.

-Any time.

-Thank you.

For everything.

-Take care of yourself, Grace.

Let them have their goodbyes.

-Goodbye.

-Investigation's over.

You could stick around
for a while.

-I couldn't.

I'm beginning to understand
how Sendaro felt--

about loving someone
he couldn't have.

-Grace, I--

-I know.

Goodbye, Duncan.

-Goodbye.

May the winds be with you.

[pats taxi's roof]

[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]