Highlander (1992–1998): Season 1, Episode 18 - Lady and the Tiger - full transcript
Amanda, an immortal thief and former lover of Duncan, is confronted by the immortal Zachary Blaine, her former partner in crime. She convinces him not to kill her in return for providing him with the chance to take Duncan's head.
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"]
[buzzing]
[moaning]
[tires squealing]
[carnival music]
[whip cracking]
[drum roll]
-Ah!
The roar of the crowd,
the smell of the--
what's that smell?
-I love the circus.
But why would anyone
send you tickets?
-I'm not sure.
-But you can guess.
-I'm actually going
to a circus!
Unbelievable!
RINGMASTER [OFFSCREEN]: Merci,
messieurs er mesdames!
Thank you, ladies
and gentlemen!
And now, please direct your
attention high overhead, to
the high wire, and give a big
round of applause to the
dazzling, the electrifying,
the death
defying, the amazing Amanda!
[cheering and applause]
[buzzing]
[buzzing]
[gasps]
[applause]
-Friend of yours?
-Just a bad habit.
-I'll take your horse, sir.
I'm glad to see you back safe.
-Duncan, my love!
-Were you planning
to say goodbye?
-Goodbye?
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm just putting a
few things away.
-Mm, hm?
-Mm, hm.
-So what have you been doing
since I've been gone?
-Ah, I've been waiting here,
very impatiently.
How was Munich?
-It lacked a certain,
uh, je ne sais quoi.
-You know very well
what it lacked.
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: You there,
check out the room at
the top of the stairs.
SOLDIER [OFFSCREEN]: Yes, sir.
-I want MacLeod's Quickening.
-You helped me steal
the jewels.
MacLeod's head wasn't
part of the deal.
Besides, you'll have
to fight a troop of
soldiers to get to him.
-Then another time.
-Ah, there he is.
-Ah, don't!
Don't be foolish.
-What do you want?
-An explanation What you are
doing with Baron Holstein's
signet ring, for example.
-You first.
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: You stole
it last night from the baron's
castle, with all his
wife's jewelry.
But this ring you stole right on
his finger while he slept.
-Imagine that.
-Ah, ha!
-Don't do that again.
[sigh]
-Are you threatening me?
-Yes.
[grunts and groans]
-Huah!
Pick it up.
Pick it up!
Again.
-I--
I'm, uh, I'm sorry.
-Apology accepted.
Gute Nacht.
She's stolen my horse!
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]:
Shoot him!
-Wo-uh!
Ah!
-My horse!
Shoot!
Shoot!
-You mean, the Amazing Amanda
is like a thief?
-Not like a thief, she is one.
A master thief who steals
when it suits her.
-You mean, whenever she
needs the money?
-Yeah, or when she needs
a little excitement.
-But she could have
gotten you killed.
-Or worse.
When I finally caught up with
her, she swore she hadn't
meant to get me into trouble.
-Hey, wait a minute.
You mean you tried
to see her again?
-Uh-oh!
-Well, yeah.
-Duncan!
-Yeah, well, who wouldn't?
-Hi.
-It's been ages.
-Barnum and Bailey, 1926,
Tour of the Southwest,
as a matter of fact.
They know.
-Well, I'm sure they don't
know everything.
-You'd be surprised.
-There was a Federal Marshall
after you back then.
After you left the circus--
something about a string of
burglaries across five states.
-I'm sorry.
I hope he didn't bother you.
After Bavaria I never
forgave myself.
-You don't look like someone
who would worry much about
forgiveness.
-Tess, you do know that
they all carry
big swords with them.
It's just a thought.
-You've always had a taste
for beautiful and
spirited women, Duncan.
-And modest.
Don't forget modest.
-Time to go.
It's been thrilling.
-It's been 65 years.
A girl might think you're
trying to avoid her.
-Now how could you think that?
Goodbye, Amanda.
-If you ever want to run
away with the circus
again, look me up.
-I will.
-Listen, you know, you should,
uh, stop by, you know, maybe
say, hello.
Something like that.
-I'd love that.
-I've, uh, I've got a business
card somewhere around here.
Here you go.
Just, uh, feel free, drop by
anytime, love to see you.
Bye-bye.
-So, now you've met Amanda.
-Yep, now I've met Amanda.
-Hey, Amanda, there's a guy
waiting for you in the tent.
He says he knows you.
-Oh, thank you, Jules,
I was expecting him.
-OK, fine.
-Hello?
[buzzing]
-So you couldn't stay away.
Hello?
Where are you?
-You haven't changed a bit.
-Zachary.
-Amanda.
Ha, ha, ha.
Finders, keepers.
[clucking tongue]
You've become a creature
of habit.
-You escaped.
-Yes.
You know, it wasn't easy getting
out of a maximum
security prison, even for me.
I had to play crazy to get
outside the walls.
After that--
[scoffs]
-And do you know what
I missed most?
It was the feeling of good
old fashioned quickening.
[feigning fear]
-Wait!
-No.
After what you did to me, you
can't come up with at reason
good enough.
-I can give you ten millions
reasons, in American dollars.
-Funny, you'd think that
would be enough.
-I can give you head
of Duncan MacLeod!
-Ah!
Bonjour, mademoiselle.
Uh, uh, Tu as l'--
l'bien bel air aujourd'hui.
[chuckling]
-I've always thought French was
overrated as a love language.
Haven't you?
-Absolutely.
-And you should only use "tu"
when you know someone really
well, very well.
When will Duncan be back?
-Who?
-Duncan.
Duncan, yes, Duncan MacLeod.
Uh, he will be, uh, he--
I don't know.
Uh, maybe you should
ask Tessa.
-Ah.
I'm sorry.
I don't think you've
told me your name.
-My name, Richie.
Rich--uh, uh, uh--
Richard.
-Richard, the Lionheart.
I knew him.
-Richard the Lionheart?
Yeah right.
Really?
What was he like?
-His, uh, lion heart wasn't
his only animal attribute.
He had stamina of a bull.
His muscles would ripple under
his skin like a fine stallion.
Well, yes, you do remind
me of him.
-I do?
-Mm.
-Oh, yes, yes.
Uh, I do.
I do.
-When did you say Duncan
would be back?
Any minute now.
-It was very nice meeting
you, Richard.
-Whew!
Yeah!
Richard the Lionheart.
I like that.
-Knock-knock.
Sorry to barge in,
no pun intended.
This is quite charming, in a
claustrophobic sort of way.
-Well, we can't all live under
the Big Top and wear
rhinestones on our bodysuits.
Can I help you with something?
-Yes, I was hoping to catch
Duncan at home.
-No pun intended.
-So you're an artist.
I do sculpture, mainly.
This is just a preliminary
sketch for something.
-Ah, sculpture.
I knew Rodin.
He seldom used sketches.
He preferred to go directly
to the clay.
He like to work it
with his hands.
Very sensual man.
I modeled for him--
among other things.
-Well, you'll have to tell me
about those "other things"
sometime, but right
now, I have to go.
[buzzing]
-Well, just in time to say
goodbye to Duncan.
-Why am I not surprised?
-The ghost of Christmas Past
came to pay you a visit.
Don't unwrap any presents
while I'm gone.
-She's quite refreshing in
a gauche sort of way.
I think I like her.
-What do you want, Amanda?
-I need your help.
-I'm sorry, I don't do
second-story work.
Or maybe you need a
getaway driver.
-I gave up my life
of crime, Duncan.
-That's what you said in
Constantinople 250 years ago.
-I succumbed to an impulse.
-I was nearly flayed
alive when they
came looking for you.
-But you got away.
You always do.
Someone's after me.
-The police?
-No.
One of us.
I felt his presence
last night.
-Who was it?
-I don't know, but
he's not a fan.
Could you just.
I don't know, keep an
eye out for me?
I need someone to
hold my hand.
-That's a switch.
I usually end up holding
the bag.
-Not this time.
I promise.
I think she's caught me.
Don't you?
[thunder]
-May I help you, monsieur?
-I bought a sword in here,
some, uh, some time ago.
Unfortunately, it was lost.
-Ah.
-It was forged in Toledo,
a Damascus
blade, an Austrian saber.
-I remember selling
just such a sword.
Well, that was before
your time.
Perhaps you are thinking of one
of our very fine copies.
That is indistinguishable
in appearance
from the one you lost.
-It may look the same, but
it doesn't feel the same.
I don't want this for show.
I need a blade that can
stand up to the
finest steel ever made.
Do you understand?
-Of course, of course.
You're a purist.
I do have one original made in
Toledo, of Damascus steel.
-Get it, please.
Yes.
-There was a man in here 30
years ago who handled a sword
just like you.
Ah, you-- you resemble him.
-Really?
I'll take it.
-Monsieur must be aware that,
uh, such a sword would cost
40,000 francs.
-I'm not sure I have quite
that much on me.
-Well, we do take
credit cards.
-Ah.
-Ugh!
-I won't leave home
without it.
[groaning]
-He's not here.
-Yeah, so I see.
-Why don't you come inside?
I have a Veuve Clicquot
'76 on ice.
As I recall, it's your
favorite year.
-That was 1876, and my tastes
have matured since then.
-You know, I--
I know you won't believe this,
but there have been a lot of
times when I missed you.
I know it isn't mutual.
-There never was another
Immortal, was there?
-You just-- you think I--
I made it up to get you here?
-Well, it had crossed my mind.
-I'm not that hard up.
Goodbye, MacLeod.
[dog barking]
[buzzing]
-Huah!
[lions snarling]
-Hiya!
Come on!
-Hah!
Come on!
Hah!
-Hey, you!
Hey, you!
Look!
-Hey, what the hell's
going on here?
-I'm Duncan MacLeod of
the clan MacLeod.
I don't think we've
had the pleasure.
-I know who you are.
We'll meet again Highlander.
[lions snarling]
-And you're sure you've
never seen him before?
-If I owned a bible,
I'd swear on it.
-Would you?
-You know, a girl could get used
to having someone like
you around.
-Don't get too used to it.
-Hey, where you going?
-Home.
-Well, what if he comes back?
-Well, now that your friends
know who to be watching for, I
doubt you'll have any
more trouble.
-But--
[sigh]
-You haven't let me thank you
properly for saving my life.
-Send me a card.
[lion snarling]
ZACHARY [OFFSCREEN]:
What's up?
-Just checking on a prison
break I saw on the news.
-Why?
-Well, [tapping computer keys]
the Immortal that attacked me
resembled the guy who escaped.
-What's it say?
-The man's name is
Zachary Blaine.
He tried escaping twice
before by walking out
on a telephone wire.
-Telephone wire?
Like a circus guy?
-Just like a circus guy.
-Do you think there is a
connection between this Blaine
and Amanda?
[sigh]
-I used to be a performer
myself, you know.
-Is that so, Monsieur
Lamartine?
Huh!
I bet you were a magician.
-No, no.
It was in vaudeville.
I was "The Memory Man." There
is nothing he doesn't know--
no question he--
[scoffs]
I forget the rest.
After the war, jobs
were scarce.
-So you became an agent.
-I loved show business,
especially the circus.
-How many performers do
you handle, right now?
-None at the moment.
I retired three years ago.
But I come in every day.
-Have you ever come across a
high-wire artist by the name
of Amanda, Amanda Darrieux?
-I do remember an Amanda, but
her last name was LeFauve.
Oh, she was a beauty--
phenomenal talent.
Why do you ask?
She must have been
dead for years.
-Um, I'm doing research
for a book on the
history of the circus.
-She and Zachary were stars
of the first magnitude.
-Zachary?
-Zachary Blaine.
They were partners
for a while.
I think--
wait!
I may have a poster somewhere.
If I can find it--
oh!
Here we are.
Ha, ha, ha.
That's Amanda.
Amanda.
-Monsieur Lamartine, your memory
is just as good as ever
it was.
-Oh!
-OK.
OK.
They're in it together.
But what are they after?
-Isn't it obvious?
They're after your head.
-Not Amanda.
-Maybe this Zachary fella
is forcing her.
-That woman doesn't get
forced into anything.
-There's got to be something
else going on.
-Why don't I follow her,
see what she's up to?
-I don't think so.
-Aw, trust me, Mac.
Shall never know I'm there.
-No.
[buzzing]
-Ugh!
-Oh, you're hurting me.
-Good!
I should do more than that.
What kind of game
are you playing?
MacLeod almost took my head!
-Well, it's your own fault.
If you would have come an hour
later, he would have been
drugged and unconscious.
Now he knows you're around,
it's going to be that much
harder.
-I told you before, I'll have
his head, or yours.
-Just relax, OK?
You're going to get it.
You still want the ten
million, don't you?
Well?
-These books are worth
$10 million?
-This one is.
-How the hell are you going to
fence something like that?
-I already have a
buyer set up.
There are two alarm systems.
The Fortrin 303 is
the mainline.
The 122 is a sonic backup.
Now the little box controls
the sonic sensor.
If you turn it to the right,
it deactivates it.
Or is it to the left?
-Don't be funny.
You tend to fall behind
in prison.
-We work it just like the
Gottsburg Museum.
We'll do it tonight.
[sigh]
-What?
What is it?
-Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
-Zachary and Amanda didn't go
into a museum because they're
art lovers.
-You're walking into a
whole lot of trouble.
And for what?
-Zachary's motor is running.
He won't rest until
he takes my head.
-Yes.
And don't forget about Amanda.
From what I can see, she's
not a very happy camper.
-After all she's done to you,
why do you care whether she's
happy or not?
-I don't know, Tessa.
She made me laugh when
there were too many
things to laugh about.
Maybe that doesn't seem
important, but those are
things I remember of her.
-She makes me feel like I have
to compete with her.
Maybe if I'd been a lady
pirate or something.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Richie, give us a moment,
would you?
-I was just leaving.
-Hey, listen to me,
young lady.
She's not competition.
Hm?
-Duncan, be careful.
-Always.
-I should have known I could
never fool you, Duncan.
-Well, so how did it happen?
[sigh]
-We were partners, you know?
A little high-wire,
a little burglary.
He started to get annoying,
very greedy.
So I needed to get rid of him.
I staged my own death, and he
was convicted of murder.
-Oh, how convenient.
So when he escaped, he came
looking for you, and you
offered him my head, instead?
No.
That was his idea.
He's detested you
for centuries.
-And why is that?
-Because he's always
felt second best.
I guess that's because
I told him he was.
-Thanks a lot.
-I would never let him
take this head.
It's much too pretty.
-You should leave town.
-I will.
Come with me.
-No, I'm sorry.
I've already had
that pleasure.
-We could split the money.
We could-- we could get
rid of Zachary,
-If I were you, I'd stop wasting
my time talking.
Because when he finds out that
you're not going to show, he's
going to be very angry.
-Are you sure there's nothing
I can do to make
you come with me?
-Sorry.
-Me too.
-Why am I not surprised?
-A girl's got to do what
a girl's got to do.
[sigh]
-OK.
Let's get this over with.
[grunts]
-A man's got to do what
a man's got to do.
-Hiya!
-Ugh!
Get me off of this thing!
MAN [OFFSCREEN]:
Hold him down.
Hold him down.
Go on, go around
the other side.
-Ugh!
Amanda!
-They promised not to hurt you
if it isn't necessary.
So just be a good boy,
and they'll let
you go in the morning.
MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Amanda!
Now Amanda!
Amanda!
Ooh!
How'd she get you
guys to do this?
Like I didn't know.
You know what she's
doing right now?
She's committing grand theft.
-You expect us to believe
you, rube?
-Is that what you think
I am, a rube?
The circus has been in my
family for generations.
-Yeah, right.
-My grandmother was
Zazel the Great.
-The human cannonball?
-Yeah.
She traveled with the Silbon
family aerialists.
Even played for Queen
Victoria.
-And what was your act?
-Did an equestrian bit.
They called me The
Great MacLeod.
-Never heard of you.
-I played the Orient.
Hey, look, I can prove it.
-How?
-Test me.
-Amanda wouldn't lie to me.
[chuckling]
-Trust me, you wouldn't
be the first man she's
made a clown of.
-OK, rube, show us
what you can do.
-Well, I might be
a little rusty.
-Huh!
Excuses from The
Great MacLeod!
At a full gallop, you're going
to hit each of these targets.
-That's right.
-And you see that
man over there?
That's Henry, the lion tamer.
He's a crack shot, and they're
not blanks he's loading.
Anything you want to say?
-Yeah.
It's show time!
-Ha, ha, ha.
-Lucky!
MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Hey!
Come back here!
Come back here, you dolt!
-Get after him!
-The Fortrin 122 kicks
in on the next floor.
-How long till the guard
clears rounds?
-12 minutes.
-All right.
[amanda breathing heavily]
-You know, you're really good.
I should let you get
away with it.
You know what?
I'm gonna toss a coin.
Heads, I let you go--
tails, I call the police.
OK?
[alarm sounds]
-Oops.
[alarm sounding]
[alarm sounding]
[sirens blaring]
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: Move it.
Move it.
Move it.
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: All right,
you both on the back.
[panting]
-Oh, well, it wasn't
the smoothest
job I've ever pulled.
[sigh]
But it worked.
Where the hell is MacLeod?
-I should have known
this was a setup.
-What?
-I help you steal the book,
MacLeod takes my head, and the
two of you live happily
ever after.
-Hm.
OK, Zach, old pal.
If that's the way you want it.
Let's get this over with,
once and for all.
-My pleasure.
[cocks gun]
-I was saving this for MacLeod,
to slow him down.
But as they say, all's
fair in love and--
[buzzing]
-Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
-I knew you'd come.
-Why?
Did you miss me?
-Why try to save her, MacLeod?
She's betrayed you before.
Hah!
-At least I'm smart enough
to stay out of jail.
-Ugh!
Hiya!
-What's a girl to do?
Look, I have a beautiful villa
at the Greek Islands.
We could bask in the
sun for 100 years.
-Amanda.
-She's going to get old.
-I don't care.
-Oh, well.
It was worth a shot.
I'll see you in a
circus someday.
-Amanda.
-Yes?
-Leave the book.
[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]
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"]
[buzzing]
[moaning]
[tires squealing]
[carnival music]
[whip cracking]
[drum roll]
-Ah!
The roar of the crowd,
the smell of the--
what's that smell?
-I love the circus.
But why would anyone
send you tickets?
-I'm not sure.
-But you can guess.
-I'm actually going
to a circus!
Unbelievable!
RINGMASTER [OFFSCREEN]: Merci,
messieurs er mesdames!
Thank you, ladies
and gentlemen!
And now, please direct your
attention high overhead, to
the high wire, and give a big
round of applause to the
dazzling, the electrifying,
the death
defying, the amazing Amanda!
[cheering and applause]
[buzzing]
[buzzing]
[gasps]
[applause]
-Friend of yours?
-Just a bad habit.
-I'll take your horse, sir.
I'm glad to see you back safe.
-Duncan, my love!
-Were you planning
to say goodbye?
-Goodbye?
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm just putting a
few things away.
-Mm, hm?
-Mm, hm.
-So what have you been doing
since I've been gone?
-Ah, I've been waiting here,
very impatiently.
How was Munich?
-It lacked a certain,
uh, je ne sais quoi.
-You know very well
what it lacked.
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: You there,
check out the room at
the top of the stairs.
SOLDIER [OFFSCREEN]: Yes, sir.
-I want MacLeod's Quickening.
-You helped me steal
the jewels.
MacLeod's head wasn't
part of the deal.
Besides, you'll have
to fight a troop of
soldiers to get to him.
-Then another time.
-Ah, there he is.
-Ah, don't!
Don't be foolish.
-What do you want?
-An explanation What you are
doing with Baron Holstein's
signet ring, for example.
-You first.
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: You stole
it last night from the baron's
castle, with all his
wife's jewelry.
But this ring you stole right on
his finger while he slept.
-Imagine that.
-Ah, ha!
-Don't do that again.
[sigh]
-Are you threatening me?
-Yes.
[grunts and groans]
-Huah!
Pick it up.
Pick it up!
Again.
-I--
I'm, uh, I'm sorry.
-Apology accepted.
Gute Nacht.
She's stolen my horse!
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]:
Shoot him!
-Wo-uh!
Ah!
-My horse!
Shoot!
Shoot!
-You mean, the Amazing Amanda
is like a thief?
-Not like a thief, she is one.
A master thief who steals
when it suits her.
-You mean, whenever she
needs the money?
-Yeah, or when she needs
a little excitement.
-But she could have
gotten you killed.
-Or worse.
When I finally caught up with
her, she swore she hadn't
meant to get me into trouble.
-Hey, wait a minute.
You mean you tried
to see her again?
-Uh-oh!
-Well, yeah.
-Duncan!
-Yeah, well, who wouldn't?
-Hi.
-It's been ages.
-Barnum and Bailey, 1926,
Tour of the Southwest,
as a matter of fact.
They know.
-Well, I'm sure they don't
know everything.
-You'd be surprised.
-There was a Federal Marshall
after you back then.
After you left the circus--
something about a string of
burglaries across five states.
-I'm sorry.
I hope he didn't bother you.
After Bavaria I never
forgave myself.
-You don't look like someone
who would worry much about
forgiveness.
-Tess, you do know that
they all carry
big swords with them.
It's just a thought.
-You've always had a taste
for beautiful and
spirited women, Duncan.
-And modest.
Don't forget modest.
-Time to go.
It's been thrilling.
-It's been 65 years.
A girl might think you're
trying to avoid her.
-Now how could you think that?
Goodbye, Amanda.
-If you ever want to run
away with the circus
again, look me up.
-I will.
-Listen, you know, you should,
uh, stop by, you know, maybe
say, hello.
Something like that.
-I'd love that.
-I've, uh, I've got a business
card somewhere around here.
Here you go.
Just, uh, feel free, drop by
anytime, love to see you.
Bye-bye.
-So, now you've met Amanda.
-Yep, now I've met Amanda.
-Hey, Amanda, there's a guy
waiting for you in the tent.
He says he knows you.
-Oh, thank you, Jules,
I was expecting him.
-OK, fine.
-Hello?
[buzzing]
-So you couldn't stay away.
Hello?
Where are you?
-You haven't changed a bit.
-Zachary.
-Amanda.
Ha, ha, ha.
Finders, keepers.
[clucking tongue]
You've become a creature
of habit.
-You escaped.
-Yes.
You know, it wasn't easy getting
out of a maximum
security prison, even for me.
I had to play crazy to get
outside the walls.
After that--
[scoffs]
-And do you know what
I missed most?
It was the feeling of good
old fashioned quickening.
[feigning fear]
-Wait!
-No.
After what you did to me, you
can't come up with at reason
good enough.
-I can give you ten millions
reasons, in American dollars.
-Funny, you'd think that
would be enough.
-I can give you head
of Duncan MacLeod!
-Ah!
Bonjour, mademoiselle.
Uh, uh, Tu as l'--
l'bien bel air aujourd'hui.
[chuckling]
-I've always thought French was
overrated as a love language.
Haven't you?
-Absolutely.
-And you should only use "tu"
when you know someone really
well, very well.
When will Duncan be back?
-Who?
-Duncan.
Duncan, yes, Duncan MacLeod.
Uh, he will be, uh, he--
I don't know.
Uh, maybe you should
ask Tessa.
-Ah.
I'm sorry.
I don't think you've
told me your name.
-My name, Richie.
Rich--uh, uh, uh--
Richard.
-Richard, the Lionheart.
I knew him.
-Richard the Lionheart?
Yeah right.
Really?
What was he like?
-His, uh, lion heart wasn't
his only animal attribute.
He had stamina of a bull.
His muscles would ripple under
his skin like a fine stallion.
Well, yes, you do remind
me of him.
-I do?
-Mm.
-Oh, yes, yes.
Uh, I do.
I do.
-When did you say Duncan
would be back?
Any minute now.
-It was very nice meeting
you, Richard.
-Whew!
Yeah!
Richard the Lionheart.
I like that.
-Knock-knock.
Sorry to barge in,
no pun intended.
This is quite charming, in a
claustrophobic sort of way.
-Well, we can't all live under
the Big Top and wear
rhinestones on our bodysuits.
Can I help you with something?
-Yes, I was hoping to catch
Duncan at home.
-No pun intended.
-So you're an artist.
I do sculpture, mainly.
This is just a preliminary
sketch for something.
-Ah, sculpture.
I knew Rodin.
He seldom used sketches.
He preferred to go directly
to the clay.
He like to work it
with his hands.
Very sensual man.
I modeled for him--
among other things.
-Well, you'll have to tell me
about those "other things"
sometime, but right
now, I have to go.
[buzzing]
-Well, just in time to say
goodbye to Duncan.
-Why am I not surprised?
-The ghost of Christmas Past
came to pay you a visit.
Don't unwrap any presents
while I'm gone.
-She's quite refreshing in
a gauche sort of way.
I think I like her.
-What do you want, Amanda?
-I need your help.
-I'm sorry, I don't do
second-story work.
Or maybe you need a
getaway driver.
-I gave up my life
of crime, Duncan.
-That's what you said in
Constantinople 250 years ago.
-I succumbed to an impulse.
-I was nearly flayed
alive when they
came looking for you.
-But you got away.
You always do.
Someone's after me.
-The police?
-No.
One of us.
I felt his presence
last night.
-Who was it?
-I don't know, but
he's not a fan.
Could you just.
I don't know, keep an
eye out for me?
I need someone to
hold my hand.
-That's a switch.
I usually end up holding
the bag.
-Not this time.
I promise.
I think she's caught me.
Don't you?
[thunder]
-May I help you, monsieur?
-I bought a sword in here,
some, uh, some time ago.
Unfortunately, it was lost.
-Ah.
-It was forged in Toledo,
a Damascus
blade, an Austrian saber.
-I remember selling
just such a sword.
Well, that was before
your time.
Perhaps you are thinking of one
of our very fine copies.
That is indistinguishable
in appearance
from the one you lost.
-It may look the same, but
it doesn't feel the same.
I don't want this for show.
I need a blade that can
stand up to the
finest steel ever made.
Do you understand?
-Of course, of course.
You're a purist.
I do have one original made in
Toledo, of Damascus steel.
-Get it, please.
Yes.
-There was a man in here 30
years ago who handled a sword
just like you.
Ah, you-- you resemble him.
-Really?
I'll take it.
-Monsieur must be aware that,
uh, such a sword would cost
40,000 francs.
-I'm not sure I have quite
that much on me.
-Well, we do take
credit cards.
-Ah.
-Ugh!
-I won't leave home
without it.
[groaning]
-He's not here.
-Yeah, so I see.
-Why don't you come inside?
I have a Veuve Clicquot
'76 on ice.
As I recall, it's your
favorite year.
-That was 1876, and my tastes
have matured since then.
-You know, I--
I know you won't believe this,
but there have been a lot of
times when I missed you.
I know it isn't mutual.
-There never was another
Immortal, was there?
-You just-- you think I--
I made it up to get you here?
-Well, it had crossed my mind.
-I'm not that hard up.
Goodbye, MacLeod.
[dog barking]
[buzzing]
-Huah!
[lions snarling]
-Hiya!
Come on!
-Hah!
Come on!
Hah!
-Hey, you!
Hey, you!
Look!
-Hey, what the hell's
going on here?
-I'm Duncan MacLeod of
the clan MacLeod.
I don't think we've
had the pleasure.
-I know who you are.
We'll meet again Highlander.
[lions snarling]
-And you're sure you've
never seen him before?
-If I owned a bible,
I'd swear on it.
-Would you?
-You know, a girl could get used
to having someone like
you around.
-Don't get too used to it.
-Hey, where you going?
-Home.
-Well, what if he comes back?
-Well, now that your friends
know who to be watching for, I
doubt you'll have any
more trouble.
-But--
[sigh]
-You haven't let me thank you
properly for saving my life.
-Send me a card.
[lion snarling]
ZACHARY [OFFSCREEN]:
What's up?
-Just checking on a prison
break I saw on the news.
-Why?
-Well, [tapping computer keys]
the Immortal that attacked me
resembled the guy who escaped.
-What's it say?
-The man's name is
Zachary Blaine.
He tried escaping twice
before by walking out
on a telephone wire.
-Telephone wire?
Like a circus guy?
-Just like a circus guy.
-Do you think there is a
connection between this Blaine
and Amanda?
[sigh]
-I used to be a performer
myself, you know.
-Is that so, Monsieur
Lamartine?
Huh!
I bet you were a magician.
-No, no.
It was in vaudeville.
I was "The Memory Man." There
is nothing he doesn't know--
no question he--
[scoffs]
I forget the rest.
After the war, jobs
were scarce.
-So you became an agent.
-I loved show business,
especially the circus.
-How many performers do
you handle, right now?
-None at the moment.
I retired three years ago.
But I come in every day.
-Have you ever come across a
high-wire artist by the name
of Amanda, Amanda Darrieux?
-I do remember an Amanda, but
her last name was LeFauve.
Oh, she was a beauty--
phenomenal talent.
Why do you ask?
She must have been
dead for years.
-Um, I'm doing research
for a book on the
history of the circus.
-She and Zachary were stars
of the first magnitude.
-Zachary?
-Zachary Blaine.
They were partners
for a while.
I think--
wait!
I may have a poster somewhere.
If I can find it--
oh!
Here we are.
Ha, ha, ha.
That's Amanda.
Amanda.
-Monsieur Lamartine, your memory
is just as good as ever
it was.
-Oh!
-OK.
OK.
They're in it together.
But what are they after?
-Isn't it obvious?
They're after your head.
-Not Amanda.
-Maybe this Zachary fella
is forcing her.
-That woman doesn't get
forced into anything.
-There's got to be something
else going on.
-Why don't I follow her,
see what she's up to?
-I don't think so.
-Aw, trust me, Mac.
Shall never know I'm there.
-No.
[buzzing]
-Ugh!
-Oh, you're hurting me.
-Good!
I should do more than that.
What kind of game
are you playing?
MacLeod almost took my head!
-Well, it's your own fault.
If you would have come an hour
later, he would have been
drugged and unconscious.
Now he knows you're around,
it's going to be that much
harder.
-I told you before, I'll have
his head, or yours.
-Just relax, OK?
You're going to get it.
You still want the ten
million, don't you?
Well?
-These books are worth
$10 million?
-This one is.
-How the hell are you going to
fence something like that?
-I already have a
buyer set up.
There are two alarm systems.
The Fortrin 303 is
the mainline.
The 122 is a sonic backup.
Now the little box controls
the sonic sensor.
If you turn it to the right,
it deactivates it.
Or is it to the left?
-Don't be funny.
You tend to fall behind
in prison.
-We work it just like the
Gottsburg Museum.
We'll do it tonight.
[sigh]
-What?
What is it?
-Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
-Zachary and Amanda didn't go
into a museum because they're
art lovers.
-You're walking into a
whole lot of trouble.
And for what?
-Zachary's motor is running.
He won't rest until
he takes my head.
-Yes.
And don't forget about Amanda.
From what I can see, she's
not a very happy camper.
-After all she's done to you,
why do you care whether she's
happy or not?
-I don't know, Tessa.
She made me laugh when
there were too many
things to laugh about.
Maybe that doesn't seem
important, but those are
things I remember of her.
-She makes me feel like I have
to compete with her.
Maybe if I'd been a lady
pirate or something.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Richie, give us a moment,
would you?
-I was just leaving.
-Hey, listen to me,
young lady.
She's not competition.
Hm?
-Duncan, be careful.
-Always.
-I should have known I could
never fool you, Duncan.
-Well, so how did it happen?
[sigh]
-We were partners, you know?
A little high-wire,
a little burglary.
He started to get annoying,
very greedy.
So I needed to get rid of him.
I staged my own death, and he
was convicted of murder.
-Oh, how convenient.
So when he escaped, he came
looking for you, and you
offered him my head, instead?
No.
That was his idea.
He's detested you
for centuries.
-And why is that?
-Because he's always
felt second best.
I guess that's because
I told him he was.
-Thanks a lot.
-I would never let him
take this head.
It's much too pretty.
-You should leave town.
-I will.
Come with me.
-No, I'm sorry.
I've already had
that pleasure.
-We could split the money.
We could-- we could get
rid of Zachary,
-If I were you, I'd stop wasting
my time talking.
Because when he finds out that
you're not going to show, he's
going to be very angry.
-Are you sure there's nothing
I can do to make
you come with me?
-Sorry.
-Me too.
-Why am I not surprised?
-A girl's got to do what
a girl's got to do.
[sigh]
-OK.
Let's get this over with.
[grunts]
-A man's got to do what
a man's got to do.
-Hiya!
-Ugh!
Get me off of this thing!
MAN [OFFSCREEN]:
Hold him down.
Hold him down.
Go on, go around
the other side.
-Ugh!
Amanda!
-They promised not to hurt you
if it isn't necessary.
So just be a good boy,
and they'll let
you go in the morning.
MACLEOD [OFFSCREEN]: Amanda!
Now Amanda!
Amanda!
Ooh!
How'd she get you
guys to do this?
Like I didn't know.
You know what she's
doing right now?
She's committing grand theft.
-You expect us to believe
you, rube?
-Is that what you think
I am, a rube?
The circus has been in my
family for generations.
-Yeah, right.
-My grandmother was
Zazel the Great.
-The human cannonball?
-Yeah.
She traveled with the Silbon
family aerialists.
Even played for Queen
Victoria.
-And what was your act?
-Did an equestrian bit.
They called me The
Great MacLeod.
-Never heard of you.
-I played the Orient.
Hey, look, I can prove it.
-How?
-Test me.
-Amanda wouldn't lie to me.
[chuckling]
-Trust me, you wouldn't
be the first man she's
made a clown of.
-OK, rube, show us
what you can do.
-Well, I might be
a little rusty.
-Huh!
Excuses from The
Great MacLeod!
At a full gallop, you're going
to hit each of these targets.
-That's right.
-And you see that
man over there?
That's Henry, the lion tamer.
He's a crack shot, and they're
not blanks he's loading.
Anything you want to say?
-Yeah.
It's show time!
-Ha, ha, ha.
-Lucky!
MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Hey!
Come back here!
Come back here, you dolt!
-Get after him!
-The Fortrin 122 kicks
in on the next floor.
-How long till the guard
clears rounds?
-12 minutes.
-All right.
[amanda breathing heavily]
-You know, you're really good.
I should let you get
away with it.
You know what?
I'm gonna toss a coin.
Heads, I let you go--
tails, I call the police.
OK?
[alarm sounds]
-Oops.
[alarm sounding]
[alarm sounding]
[sirens blaring]
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: Move it.
Move it.
Move it.
OFFICER [OFFSCREEN]: All right,
you both on the back.
[panting]
-Oh, well, it wasn't
the smoothest
job I've ever pulled.
[sigh]
But it worked.
Where the hell is MacLeod?
-I should have known
this was a setup.
-What?
-I help you steal the book,
MacLeod takes my head, and the
two of you live happily
ever after.
-Hm.
OK, Zach, old pal.
If that's the way you want it.
Let's get this over with,
once and for all.
-My pleasure.
[cocks gun]
-I was saving this for MacLeod,
to slow him down.
But as they say, all's
fair in love and--
[buzzing]
-Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
-I knew you'd come.
-Why?
Did you miss me?
-Why try to save her, MacLeod?
She's betrayed you before.
Hah!
-At least I'm smart enough
to stay out of jail.
-Ugh!
Hiya!
-What's a girl to do?
Look, I have a beautiful villa
at the Greek Islands.
We could bask in the
sun for 100 years.
-Amanda.
-She's going to get old.
-I don't care.
-Oh, well.
It was worth a shot.
I'll see you in a
circus someday.
-Amanda.
-Yes?
-Leave the book.
[MUSIC - QUEEN, "PRINCES
OF THE UNIVERSE"]