Highlander: The Raven (1998–1999): Season 1, Episode 12 - A Matter of Time - full transcript

Joe Dawson arrives to tell Amanda that Andre Korda, the immortal who taught her how to fight, is in town, and he still wants Amanda to be at his side while he uses mortals to get what he ...

Get in!

Okay, easy.

Now, then, are you okay?

Hey! What the hell
do you think you're doing?

All right. Put it down.
Put it down. Slowly.

Don't do anything
stupid.

Like what,
body snatching?
We didn't do this, Nick.

- I don't know you.
- You're not supposed to.

My name is Joe Dawson.

She is immortal.

A thousand years old
and she cannot die.



A creature of legend...

like the raven,

a thief who stole the sun
and the moon.

They sent a warrior
to bring her back.

He found her.

Together, they brought back
light to the world.

I was a cop.

To me she was just a thief,

another day on the job.

But she wasn't--
She changed my life,
changed everything.

And both of us knew
from that moment on,

nothing would ever be
the same.

Whiskey neat,
as I recall.

You first,
and make it good.



Amanda, will you tell him
that I'm not the bad guy?

He's not the bad guy.

Is it a Watcher?
A what?

- Nothing.
- What the hell is a Watcher?

- Sorry.
- Oh, come on.

Jeff Case is the name
of the man who died.

His wife's name is Marilyn.

His father and I
have been friends
for over 20 years.

- And?
- And that's all I can say.

Hey, Collins.
Yeah. Nick Wolfe.

Who's on Homicide tonight?
You don't want to do that.

Yeah, I do.
We should just tell him.
Joe is a Watcher too.

Okay, just explain to me
exactly what it is you do.

We observe and record
Immortal activity,

and we pass it along
from generation
to generation.

Uh-huh. And dispose of bodies
in the middle of the night
sometimes.

Sometimes.

Strange career choice.

It's not a choice.
It's a privilege.

For some, it's passed on
father to son.

For me,
it was a chance meeting--

an Immortal
that saved my life
in Vietnam.

- If you are interested.
- Oh, by all means.

See, someday the Immortals
will be gone.

People need to know
they were here,
their part in our history.

And that is the gig.

Okay, I'll play
your game here.

How long has this group,
organization, club,
whatever you call yourself--

- How long have you been around?
- Four thousand years,
give or take.

Four thousand years.
And you watch her too?

Look, Watchers are
sort of a necessary evil,
kind of like mosquitoes.

Every once in a while
you have to swat one away,
but most of the time,

you just get used to it.

Gee, thanks.
No problem.

All right. What are you
doing here, Joe?

Following someone
who was following you.

Andre Korda.

Nicely done.

- Who are you?
- I am he who has the honor
of deciding your fate.

In your dreams.

I am at your mercy.

I have shown you
the power of surrender.

Just do it!
And if I don't?

I would be very grateful.

I have been looking
for someone like you
for years.

There are two kinds
of beings, Amanda.

Sparrows and hawks.

Immortals are the hawks.

The others exist
for the sole purpose
of feeding us.

And the sparrows
who live here with you--
do they know?

What we are? No.

Although they did
see me die once.

It made quite
an impression.

They look upon me
as... a divinity.

Personally,
I'm not into godhood.

Ha. You get used to it.

You stay on holy ground,
let others take care of
what needs to be done.

It is the best
of all possible worlds.

And you're
willing to share?
I'm flattered.

Mortals are so--
Temporary?

Let us say that I prefer
the company of my own kind.

Look at you.
You are beautiful.
You are clever.

And you are a survivor.

I've done all right
for a girl my age.

I'd do even better
if you showed me how
to use those knives.

The Flying Rainbow?

I learned to fight
alongside the 10 Tigers
of Kwangtung.

It would be an honor
to teach you.

I'd be willing to learn.

This is not the work of a week
or a month, Amanda.

This is the discipline
of a lifetime.

You must learn to use
your whole body as your weapon.

Resistance is useless.

You yield, or you die.

If a cat bites your hand,
the more you pull away,

the deeper
it sinks its teeth in.

But if you let
your hand go limp,

the cat lets go.

Your enemy is defeated.

Remember, Amanda.

Suppleness without strength,

agility without force...

and surrender
without resistance.

What a team we shall make,
you and I.

I can't imagine Andre Korda
even remembering me.

Well, one of my people
is dead around the corner.
His memory must be improving.

Listen, if you
can point out the shooter,
I'll bring him in.

It's a cop thing
he does.
Yeah, I thought so.

- Ex-cop.
- It's a long story.

The short version is,
I ruined his life.

So what's Korda doing here?

Besides extortion,
theft and kidnapping,

he's running
a new nightclub.

He calls it the Sanctuary.

See? I don't know why
you insisted on coming.

Hey, I love the nightlife.
I gotta boogie.

Sweet. I know you think
you can protect me,
but it's a delusion.

Amuse me.

Goodies! Are there more
where this came from?

Regretfully not.

We had to burn the village
to the ground.

You burned
the whole village
to the ground?

They refused
to pay the tithe.

Resistance.
It is a perfect
illustration.

You're not bothered?

Me? No, no.

You're lying.

I love that.

Resistance, Amanda.

It is useless.

You either yield--
I understand.

Can I leave now?
No, Amanda.

No one ever leaves me.

I hate it
when you sneak up
on me like that.

It is now time.
For tea?

For your first test.

I thought we already
handled that.

In the classroom.
Not in real life.

I see.

To practice discipline,
precision and mastery
in a controlled environment...

is one thing.

To keep one's head
in the thick of battle
is entirely another.

Keep one's head?

Yes, that's
a good inside joke.

Where are you from,
Amanda?

Which century?
Your first one.

Oh, so long ago.

Well, I was raised
by royalty.

Naturally.
Stop, thief!

- Yes, my father was a duke.
- Stop her! Stop her!

And I guess you could say
that basically...

we had the best
of everything.

So you have no experience
at being a thief?

Thief?

No. Perish the thought.

This will be
an adventure then.

The neighboring village
has a temple.

Tomorrow, at noon precisely,
you will storm this temple
with my men.

Noon? The temple will be
full of worshippers.

Won't that be
a bit inconvenient?
Exactly.

- And this is your plan?
- It is the perfect distraction.

Chaos, confusion
and disorder,

in the midst of which
you descend upon
the scattering sparrows,

and you empty the temple
of its precious relics.

And the people will just
smile and thank us?

Perhaps.

Perhaps not.

But one thing is certain--

They will learn the futility
of resistance.

You will see to that.

Aren't you afraid
I'd run off with the booty?

Since you came to me, Amanda,
I have watched you blossom...

like this flower.

Should you choose to leave
my sacred garden...

without the nourishment
of my counsel,

you would perish.

The choice is yours.

Life or death.

Charming.

What are you
gonna say to him?
No hard feelings?

Twelve hundred years
to practice your groveling,
that's the best you can do?

Thanks for your support.

No problem.

She's beautiful.
She's becoming
an inconvenience.

The guy with her?

He's the one
who interfered today.

You think
he'll recognize you?
Don't know.

Well, why don't you
go down there and find out?

He looks lonely.
And if he does?

We're here to raise cash
to finance our operation.

Nothing gets in the way
of that.

Korda's waiting for you.
Well, that's because
I'm worth it, darling.

Amanda.

Hi.
Hi.

I'm Crysta, and I'm just
what the doctor ordered.

What do you think?

I think I liked you
in orange better.

I have missed you.
How long are you in town?

This is not my only club.
I have one in Paris
and another in Rio.

Korda, what are you doing
in my neighborhood?
Slumming.

Well, I thought maybe
you had something
to tell me.

Like what?
Like there can be
only one.

Look at you.

Still resisting.

You find what
you're looking for?
Not yet.

Her name is Crysta,
and she will do
absolutely anything for me.

Why don't you tell me
about you?

Are you still murdering
innocent women and children?

A shame you never had
the stomach for that.

You left me
and never even said good-bye.

I know it was rude, but you
were sleeping so soundly.
Because you drugged me.

By the way, what has happened
to my beautiful rainbow fan?

Oh, that old thing.
It's around somewhere,
maybe in a closet.

Keep it.
And in return?

My original offer
still stands, Amanda.

Join me.

You and I could have
such fun together.

And what about Bambi?

Crysta?
The more, the merrier.

Oh, how original.

No matter how many of those
you surround yourself with,

you're still alone.

Your little sparrow
will have to be eaten.

I must tell you-- he doesn't
respond to verbal commands
very well.

Is that a gun
in your pocket?

I hate to disappoint you,
but, uh, yeah.

What line of work
are you in?

Pest control?

If you weren't so cute,
I'd swear you were a cop.

Well, if you weren't so cute,
I'd swear you were a murderer.

You lost it.

A hundred years later,
and the offer is still open.

And my answer is still no.

Holy ground, Korda.
Never heard of foreplay?

Just know, Amanda,

that this time...
I will kill you.

Gas main's broken.
You'll have to detour.
No problem.

You know Maple?
Won't take long
if you go that way.

Thanks.
Anytime.

We're taking a detour.
Want to call it in for me?

No problem.
Got you covered.

Oh, my God.
I think I hit someone.
Stay in the truck!

Buddy.

Are you okay?

Damn!

Oh, my God. Please.
Please don't shoot.

Back away.

3:14 p. m.

Korda hits an armored car
and shoots two men.

- Go! Go!
- But you're hit.

- You were sloppy.
- We don't need Amanda.

We need what I say we need!
And if she won't play?

Convince her.

I'll be right back.

What do you want, Wolfe?

Two guards were shot.

The one who lived said
he put two bullets in one
of the thieves as he got away.

Well...

chalk one up
for truth and justice.
Oh, not quite.

A mile away, the armored
vehicle goes off a bridge and
explodes in a ball of flames.

Sounds like a hell
of a ride.

The funny thing is,
when the salvage team
gets there,

there's no bodies.

No money, no evidence.

All washed out to sea.

Department says case closed,
but you and I know better,
don't we?

That's one possibility.

That'sthepossibility.

Who do we know
that can take two bullets
and survive flaming wreckage?

One in the stomach
and one in the shoulder.

You saw.

I called the ambulance.

- How's he doing?
- How's he doing?
How's he doing? Let's see.

His name is Fred Regan.

His wife's name is Helen.

The hospital won't say,
which is usually
a very bad sign.

It was Korda.

Let's go.
Forget it.

You're a witness.
Let's go.

I'm a Watcher.
Hey, close enough.

I can't interfere.
Yes, you can.

- I took a vow!
- I don't care. Break it!

Is that what you say to
a priest who's trying to protect
the secrecy of the confessional?

That's what I say
to a priest who's trying
to protect a murderer.

In 4,000 years,

do you know how many people
have died trying to protect
this secret?

That's your problem.

No, it wasn't a date, okay?

Just because two people
go out dancing doesn't mean
that it's a date.

Quit putting words
in my mouth.

Um, Lucy?
Uh, I need to call you back.

Okay. Bye-bye.

Well, well, well,
Let me guess. Youaren't
the encyclopedia salesman.

Oh. You should have
told me you were coming.

I would have prepared tea.
I would have made
those little sandwiches.

By the way, where do they
grow watercress?

Amanda?
Yes?

I don't think we've
been properly introduced.
Was it something like Tiffany?

Crysta.
How quaint.

Raphael and I have
a message for you
from Korda.

Is it one of those
singing telegrams?

- You have 12 hours
to make up your mind.
- Twelve hours?

One for every century
that you've lived.

If I don't,
do I turn into a pumpkin?

No, sweetheart.
You turn into a memory.

Bye, Igor.
Or is it "Eegor"?

Oh, Crysta, by the way,

how long have you
been with Korda?

- Eight years.
- Is that dog years?

Because he gets bored
at the end of every century.

Hello?
Joe, I'm kind of busy
right now.

What?

Hey, you can't
come in here--

Let's go, Korda.
You got a warrant?

Oh, yeah, right here.

This is a very bad
career move, I think.

It's your day
of judgment, pal.

Don't look alarmed, girls.
I'll be back soon.

Don't count on it.

Whatever you think
you've got on me,
it won't hold up.

You haven't even
read me my rights.

Guess what.
You've killed two men.
You haven't got any.

Leave him alone, Nick.
Not this time.

Ladies, don't fight
over me, please.
Prison is not for Immortals.

-Who said anything about prison?
-Would you please share
with the class?

I know where they're
pouring a foundation
for a new building.

He'll make a wonderful
cornerstone.

In a hundred years, he'll be
somebody else's problem.

All right.

Amanda!
I checked him out.

He's not a cop.
What?

Can't trust anybody
these days.

You had to mess
with the car!

Nope.
You can't blame Amanda.

For a minute I thought
we were at a Colombian
soccer match.

- And you would be?
- Her fairy godfather.

Are we dancing, or are we
gonna sit this one out?

Put the sword down, Amanda.
You don't want your friend
to die.

- One.
- What are you doing, Korda?

- Looks like he's playing poker.
- Two.

I don't bluff.
Oh, what the hell.

Three.

- Shoot the girls.
- No, wait.

Just--

Get out.

See, Amanda?

You really should have
taken me up on my offer.

Good evening, ladies.

Were you trying
to get yourself killed?

Oh, I'm sorry, Amanda.
You had a plan?
Nick, I have to do this.

You do not
have to do this.
Because you say so.

Your life is short enough.
Why do you insist on getting
involved in my world?

The minute he commits murder,
he steps into my world.

Joe, talk to him.
I cannot talk to you.

You know, I think
she likes you.
You shut up.

Tell me, were you really
gonna bury Korda in cement?

I don't get it,
Dawson.

Where's your spine?

How can you just
sit there and watch?
Faith.

Oh, come on.
Faith in what?
Rolling heads?

I believe we're all here
for a purpose, even Immortals.

See, if I come forward,
I blow their cover and ours.

They either put me
in a psycho ward, or worse yet,
they believe me.

And then...
open season on Immortals.

That's
a pretty big leap.
Hmm.

Tell me, how long were you
a police officer?

Twelve years.
Oh, so then you know.

People get scared.
They shoot first,
ask questions later.

Human nature
at its finest.

You're showing
a lot of faith, Dawson.

Do you think I care
if they kill Korda?

No.

But what about Amanda?

What happens when they
come after her?

You know, they used to
burn witches at the stake.

So Korda walks.
Maybe.

Maybe not.

Not.
Hmm.

I tell you--
I've been a Watcher
a long time,

and there are no guarantees
of happy endings.

Korda?
I should go with you.

The situation in Paris
is dicey right now.

People are
asking questions.

Schedules are changing
by the hour.

Yes, but I don't like it
when you go without me.

That's sweet.

But you see, it really
doesn't matter what you like
or what you don't like.

You need to show me
what a good girl you can be.
Do you understand?

Mr. Wolfe has been
a continuous thorn
in my side,

so what's your job,
sweetheart, hmm?

To take care of him.

That's my girl.

See what a great team
we are?

Oh, well.
Why don't you just
make yourself at home?

What am I gonna do with him?
You could always
try killing him.

What do you want him
to do, Amanda?

I-- I just want him
to stay out of my business.

He sees a bad guy, he wants
to do something about it.

And it's obvious that
this is personal with him.
Why?

Because he doesn't like
the way Korda dresses.

Because of you.

I am immortal.

I keep telling him that,
and he just won't get it
through his thick head.

He could get killed.
He could. You think
he doesn't know that?

Then why does he
keep doing this?

I see him; I see you.

Then what am I
gonna do about it?

Get used to it?

Wow.

Maybe you should give
the bag a woman's name,
like Mary or Gwendolyn...

or anybody you might
be angry with.

I don't think you really
want me to do that.

Yeah?
What if I put on some gloves
and we went a few rounds?

Don't worry, Amanda.
I'm not gonna go to the press
or the police or anybody.

Your secret's safe with me.
Nick.

Amanda.

I know this is
costing you a lot.
You're driving me crazy.

You didn't ask for this.
I know. It's just happening.

I guess it's fate.
I don't believe in fate.

Oh, you have to.

Otherwise nothing
makes any sense at all.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Imagine running
into you here.

It's a regular
Girl Scout meeting.

Why don't we go someplace
more comfy, and we'll
get this over with?

I didn't come for you.

You have to go through me
to get to him.

Fine.

Whatever you say.

- Not here.
- Hmm.

Amanda.

Amanda!

Amanda!

Hey! Where is she?

Not here.

Answer me, Dawson.
Where is she?
What happened?

I'm sorry, Nick.
You're sorry?
What do you mean, you're--

She, uh...
wanted you to have this.

You're some piece of work.
You know that?

Hey, I'm just
the delivery boy.

She was supposed
to live forever.

Well, it happens.

It's no different for her
than for the rest of us.

She came to see me.

I warned you, Nick.

No guarantees.

No happy ending.

- Where's Korda?
- Just forget about it.

Listen to me! You tell me
where the hell Korda is!

Monsieur?

Give this to Suliman.

Put it into his hands
and tell him there'll be twice
as much when the job is done.

I had a call
from the States.

She's dead.

This coffee's stale.
Get me another cup.

It's done.

Are you sure?
Yeah.

I'm quite sure.

I didn't know
I was such a good liar.

Thank you, Joe.
Don't thank me.
I feel like hell.

So how did he take it?

What, do you want
a blow-by-blow
description?

Just forget it,
Amanda.

He's gonna be fine.
He'll get over it.

Well, next time
do him a real favor--
run over him with a truck.

Look, it wouldn't
have worked anyway.
Sparrows and hawks.

Say what?

I'd be spending so much time
worrying about him,

I would end up
losing my own head.

Once more with feeling,
Amanda.

Whose life were you
worried about?

It's better
that he thinks I'm dead.

We can all just
get on with our lives.

Ou est Korda?

Ou est Kor--
Ou est-il?

May I help you?

You speak English.
Mm-hmm.

Good.

Where's Korda?

He's not here.
He's not here?

Mm-mmm.

What, is he back here?
Hey!

What the hell
do you think you're doing?
You need to leave!

I'm in a really bad mood.

Now, you tell Korda
Nick Wolfe is looking
for him.

He can find me
at de Gaulle Hotel.
You understand?

# I thought
you'd live forever

# Yeah

# I thought
you'd live forever

# Yeah
- Amanda? Hey!

Hey! Amanda!

Sorry.

Mon amour.

# I thought
you'd live forever

# Yeah, oh-oh-oh

I should admire
your persistence,
but I won't.

We're going to
kill you instead.

Put him out of my misery
and get rid of the body.

Will you take it easy?
Don't tell me
to take it easy.

He's probably alive.
They're gonna find him
in one of those hospitals.

That's not good enough.
I can't find my cosmetic case.

What did she do
with my cosmetic case?
I can't find my stiletto.

Did you know you are
absolutely useless?
You want me to lie to you?

I'm the expert at it.

Look, I want you
to tell me what Nick
was doing in Paris.

Korda?
Yeah, that's what
they tell me.

- That's ridiculous.
- You think you know someone.

I saw the two of you together
for all of five minutes, and I
could've won a bet on this!

Just shut up, Joe.
# I thought
you'd live forever

What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna go to Paris.

# Yeah

# Ohh

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