Highlander: The Raven (1998–1999): Season 1, Episode 20 - The Ex-Files - full transcript

I don't see him.
He'll be here.

He doesn't talk to us,
we'll send him to prison
for the rest of his life.

Does this, uh,
remind you of anything?
Should it?

Yeah, like Deep Throat's
gonna jump out from
behind something and say,

"Follow the money. "

You know, like
All the President's Men.

The movie?
Watergate?

Jerry, just nod
if any of this
rings a bell.

I was born in '74.

Yeah, I forgot.
The world didn't exist
before TV.

There he is.
Come on.



Why doesn't he
just get out of the car?
Because he's a snitch.

He's scared to death.

Parsons!

What the hell?

Oh, my God.

Jerry, run!

You can't stop now!
Just go.

No!
I'm not gonna leave you!
Please, Lauren. Go!

No, Jerry! Don't!

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.

Nice shot. Nice shot.

Hungry?
Starving.

Good.
I made a reservation for two
at Les Mille Louis.

You did?
I did.

I know how much
you love the menu-- foie gras,
roast duck, petit pois.

I had no idea
you paid attention
to my food choices.

Well, I don't, normally,
but I guess I could eat alone.

No, no, no.
Les Mille Louis is perfect.
Just give me a minute.

Nick, someone to see you.
I'm not here.

She said it's important.
She said she was your wife.

Lauren.

Jerry was a really
good friend, you know.

He would have made
a wonderful lawyer.

He was lying there, dying,

and the guy shot him again.

The bastard!
I couldn't do anything about it.

It's okay.
You're gonna be okay now.

I was gonna call you.

I know.

I was just waiting
for the trial to start.

Then you'd have
no time at all.

You want the truth?

I wouldn't mind.

Oh, God. The truth.

Well, the truth is, uh...

I wanted to--
I wanted to get my hair done.

You know? Get a manicure.

Prepare myself.
Get up the courage.

That's what you do when
you wanna get somebody...

to regret a divorce.

Not that we're not both
living our little,
happy lives and everything,

but usually the person
in the first party wants to...

make the person
in the second party just wonder.

As in, it sure was hell,
but would we ever find
anyone else better?

Exactly.

I'm sorry.
Did I interrupt something?

No.
I rest my case.

Yeah.

I didn't know if you needed
a good, stiff drink
or a cup of tea, so--

One of each is perfect.
Thank you. Thank you.

So, you're a lawyer.
Yeah.

With the International
Justice Foundation.

Ah, so that makes them Goliath
and you David.

Yeah. I'm getting
cards printed up.

"Lauren Wolfe,
Attorney at Lost Causes. "

Did pretty good
on the land mine case.

So, who is Goliath now?

Um, an organization
that sells human organs
on the black market.

They kill convicts, P. O. W. s
and the mentally incompetent
and they gut them.

Heller's
a real sick bastard.

Heller?

Mm-hmm.

Dr. Julian Heller.

I wish someone
would cuthisheart out.

Susanne, the baby.

Lay her on the bed.
Yes.

No one else
would see her.

Of course not.
She's a whore.

Here you go, girl.
Bite on this.

Now it is up to you,
Amanda.

I know nothing
of childbirth.

My hands are useless.
If you don't help her,
they can both die.

One more push, Helen.

One more push.

Oh! Ohh!

Oh!

He's perfect!
He's absolutely perfect!

A thousand babies,
maybe more,

and I still
can't get over it.

Ohh!

Open the door, witches!

-In the name of your church
and your king, open the door!
-Keep quiet!

Shh. Shh.
Witch!

Come on!
Open up!

Time to see you die,
witch.

Don't look in their eyes.
They'll bewitch you.

We are not witches!

Untie her.

- You can't kill all of us.
- No, but I can kill you.

Then I'll see you in hell.

Ho!

What's this?
An old witch
and a new one?

Spare me.
Not today.

Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk.

You know the rules.

In your own house, Susanne.
Shame on you.

Only priests and doctors
can tend to the ill.

And profit
from their suffering.

There is no illness here.
Just new life.

Well, life comes,
life goes...

for some of us.

- Don't do it.
- I'm not afraid to die, Amanda.

They'll both
burn at the stake.

Come on!
Get over there!

Amanda.

If you need anything,

like slacks
or anything like that,

my closet's your closet.

Thanks.

I hope I didn't
scare her off.

She doesn't scare
that easily.

Are you and she, uh--

It's a little more
complicated than that.
Oh.

Yeah.

Yeah, it always is,
isn't it?

I'd, uh, like to ask
for a continuance.

No delays.

It makes us look like
we have something to hide.
Which we don't, of course.

Still, a little more time--

You're sweating.
I don't pay you to sweat.

You're a lucky man,
Spencer.

You have a client...

who's a dedicated doctor,
a leader in his field,
a pillar in the community.

If you can't win with that,
I'll find a lawyer who can.

Icanwin.

What about the accountant?

Parsons.

He won't be
testifying against me.
I can promise you that.

How can you be so sure,
Doctor?

You really want me
to answer that?

No, uh--

Ahh.

Liver and onions?

I don't have your taste
for organs, Doctor.

In that case, we're done.

See you
in the morning.

Who screwed up?

Lauren, for once
don't argue with me.

You have to
go to the police.

Your friend has
very expensive taste.

Lauren!

Not yet. I have to
prepare for this trial.
Forget about the trial.

Two men are dead.
Come on, I'll take you.
Let's go.

Later.
There is no later.
Let's go.

This is a record.
A whole half an hour before
you start telling me what to do.

You're the only one
who can I. D. Jerry's killer.

If you do that,
the cops'll connect it to Heller
and he'll go away for murder.

Yeah,ifthe cops
can connect him to Heller.

He's not gonna leave
any loose ends.

He's a very smart man.
You're
a smarter woman.

Okay, Nick,
listen to me.

I don't want him
for two murders.

I want him for 2,000.

I have to do this.

This doesn't sound like
someone who's trying to
put away a murderer.

It sounds like a lawyer
who's trying to satiate
her own ego.

Evidently...

this is aboutyou
always having to be right.

Objection, counselor.
Irrelevant.

We are not married
anymore, Nick.

You don't get to tell me
how to do this.

Wait, I'm not trying
to tell you
how to do anything.

I'm just worried
about you.

Just tell me
what you want me to do.

Just keep me alive.

Just until the trial.

Until I can put
Julian Heller away for life.

It's the entire
Asian operation.

Parsons was about to
turn it over.

Phillips got to him
just in time.
And the lawyer?

I didn't have
a choice, sir.
Not him.

The one you left alive.

She saw you.
She can trace you to me.

I'm already on it.

Put this somewhere safe,
would you?

He has one shot at her.

If he misses--
He doesn't get
a second chance.

He's immortal.

Dr. Heller?

Just thought
you'd like to know.

I appreciate that.
Mmm.

But I still want you
to stay out of this.
It's old business, Nick.

Please.

What, is this about
giving your ex-wife
a moment of glory?

That was a little
below the belt.

All right, then,
Mr. By-The-Book,
why aren't the police here?

The suit against Heller,

it's in the name of
a 16-year-old Filipino kid--
he stole a bicycle.

The judge
sentenced him to death.

A tad extreme.

That's because Heller
gets kickbacks
for usable parts.

A hundred for corneas,
a thousand for lungs,
a little more for a good heart.

He was always industrious--
waste not, want not.

But it's not
just about Heller.

It's about
his whole organization,
the whole setup.

Take his head, he's gone.
But somebody else
will take his place.

What we have to do
is shine a light
on the whole thing.

Then it withers and dies.

I tried
the whole time we were married
to get you to take me to Paris.

Well, here you are.

Well, that's not exactly
what I had in mind.

I really wish
you'd reconsider about
going to the police.

We'll pass by my hotel.
I'll get my files.

I'll do my homework.
You get me safe and sound
to the courthouse tomorrow.

I win the case,
and then we can celebrate.

Okay.

You know, no one would blame you
if you passed this on
to one of the other lawyers.

Is that the cop talking,
or the ex-husband?

He's already tried
to kill you once.

Nick, let's just pretend
this is you.

What would you do?

You're not me.

Nick, listen.

You know,

all the nights
I watched you leave,

and all the nights
I lay awake waiting
for the key in the door--

all I was ever waiting for
was for the phone to ring,

a hospital to call...

or the captain
to show up at the door.

Did I ever once
ask you not to leave?

Now I know why
you're such a good lawyer.

Wait for me!

Run!
Get the hell out of here!

Don't shoot!
Please don't shoot!

Hey!

I'm trying to
understand something,
Ms. Wolfe.

This friend of yours--

Jerry Martin.
Yes, him.

He was shot and killed
some 16 hours ago by this man.

And you wait until now
to report it,
make an artist's sketch?

She was frightened.

Nick, I can
speak for myself.
Thank you.

I was frightened.

The first thing
most people do
when they're afraid...

is go to the police.

Well, she would've done that,
but she was married to a cop,
so she's go this thing ab--

But that's none of my--
Go ahead.

Where are we going?
I believe we already
have your suspect.

What'd I say?

That's him.

So, what happened?

Fractured skull.
Car crash.

Yeah, looks like that, but--
When's the autopsy?

For a traffic accident?

Oh, I'm sure you're right.

Nondescriptive head wounds,
no fingerprints, no I. D.

Sounds like a typical
traffic accident.

Look, with your I. D. ,
I've got him for a murder.

Case closed.

Heller's gonna
get away with this.

The two most important
pieces of information
for transplant...

are the P. R. A.
and the specificity.

But since
the H. L. A. antibody
can come and go,

regular screening
is essential.

Always--Alwaysuse...

the most current sample
for the pre-transplant
cross-match.

Is that clear, Dr. King?

Questions?

- And you're Dr. ?
- Uh, Watson.

I was wondering
if you ever studied
under Burke and Hare.

- Burke and?
- Hare.

1800s?

They used to supply cadavers
to the medical schools.

It became so profitable that
they actually started murdering
people to fulfill their quotas.

You can't seriously compare
grave-robbing murderers
to medical transplants.

Unless you connect it
with 16-year-old Filipino
bicycle thieves.

I don't know
what game this is,

but we're all very busy
people here, Doctor.

I can wait.

Any more questions?

No? Good. Well, in that case,
that completes today's session.

Thank you very much,
ladies and gentlemen.

I'm guessing
you're not
a real doctor.

Well, that makes two of us.

See this?

Given to me
by a senator from Georgia...

in gratitude
for saving the life
of his nine-year-old son.

Kidneys.

Did you see
this morning's paper?

The Edinburgh Prize
for Science...

went to a man
who should be dead,

except I gave him
a new heart.

What I do
is to heal people.

If the price is right.

If your life
were on the line,

if you were sick
or had an accident,

you'd be begging.

It's funny you should say that.
Therewasan accident.

Yeah, it involved a black van,
a gun, and my ex-wife.

Custody battles
can get so ugly.

My name's Nick Wolfe,

and I know you're responsible
for thousands of deaths.

I'm a doctor.

That's right.

You're a doctor.

I don't care about your
certificates, your diagrams,
your graphs, your charts.

You see, you profit
from people's pain.
You prey on the weak.

You call yourself
a doctor,

but you think of yourself
as a god.

But what you really are...

is a butcher,

and you have been
for centuries.

What do you know
about my world?

If you go near Lauren again,
I'll put a bullet in your head.

Then--

You did what?

What I had to.
After you begged me
to stay away from him.

That's different.
Because I can actually
stop the guy, you know.

You're overreacting.
Remind me to never do
a favor for you ever again.

I got my point across.

You are delusional.

He tried to kill Lauren twice.
All right,
so this is personal?

Of course it is.
Well, it's personal
to me too.

Can I help you
with something?

- This is him?
- Yeah. The great humanitarian.

Who wants to kill you?

Yeah.

Why are you
doing this?

She was doing doctors' work.
The witch should have
known better.

What could what she does
possibly cost you?
You are a rich man already.

I have to set an example.
Of what?
Your brutality and your greed?

Of the law.

And the law says
the witch must die.

But she does God's work,
not the devil's.
She delivers babies.

Proof that no good deed
goes unpunished.

Watch closely, Amanda.
You're next.

Light it!

Burn! Burn!

I have a fortune
in jewels stashed away.
They're yours.

I'll find it
after you're dead.

Not for my life. For hers!

No!

- Amanda!
- Let her go!

Her cries of pain
won't haunt you for long,
I promise.

You bastard.

Let her go!

Stop her! Stop her!

You! Get out of my way,
you blasted idiot!

So, tomorrow's
the big day, huh?

Yeah.

I didn't think
I'd be in there alone.
You have Nick.

Do I?

As long as you need him.

Does he ever, um--

Talk about you? Oh, yeah.
Yeah. All the time.

That's very sweet.

But I know
you're lying.

Well, you know our Nick.
Yak-yak-yak.

Yeah.
We met in law school.

Really?

Yeah.

He was a cop
to work his way
through school.

At least that was
supposed to be the plan.

- But he changed his mind.
- Yeah.

- Don't you hate it
when they do that?
- I hate it when they do that.

So what happened?

I think I just got tired
of being afraid.

I started pretending...

that maybe he wasn't working
all those late nights.

Maybe there was
someone else.

Truth is,
that was easier than, uh--

than imagining him dead.

So you decided on column "C"--
you just left.

Maybe I should've tried harder.

So, you really think
you can bring this guy down?
I have to.

This is Dr. Heller.

I need Security
in my office immediately.

Good God!

The witch still lives.

Outside.

Still so bitter?

I always felt sorry
for the old crone.

But she was
a product of the times.
We all were.

But you haven't changed a bit.

I won't tell you again.
Let's go.

Amanda,

I was put on this earth
for a purpose.

If I die,
my purpose dies with me.

Your "purpose"--
You mean murdering people?

Oh, if you can
call them people.

At least I allow
some meaning into their
pathetic little lives.

They get to add a few years
to the more worthy
of their kind.

You mean, the ones
who can afford it.

Okay, uh, you can fight,
or you can die.
I really don't care.

Either way,
you're going to pay.

Drop it!
Put the sword down now!

Couldn't just
leave it alone, could you?
They took my favorite sword.

You had to get involved.
I loved that sword.

You're welcome
for posting your bail,
by the way.

It was made by
this little man with
only three fingers total.

It was turned
24 hours a day
for two years--
Amanda!

I was dealing with it, Nick.
Do me a favor-- Don't.
Leave it alone. It's personal.

I don't think you're
being objective. This is
the best way to finish it.

It's not the best way.
It's your way.

Well, excuse me
for trying to save
your wife's life.

Silly me.

Ex-wife!

Oh, God!
Sorry.

Don't do that again.
I promise.

I'm sorry.
I'm just generally terrified.

Well, in that case,

the Concorde leaves
in three hours.

Oh.
Give it up, Nick.

Okay.

But I'm gonna help you.

You know, I've become
pretty damn competent.

I'm not surprised.

Bull!

You look at me
and still see the maniac...

who ate her way
through three packages of
chocolate chip cookie dough...

waiting for
the bar results.

That wouldn't have been so bad
if you hadn't washed it down
with a pint of cognac.

Up until that point
you were my idol.

So, how's your father?

Well, His Honor
announced his retirement
from the bench last month.

Oh. Again?

Yeah.

And he never got over
the fact that his daughter
chose litigation.

Or that
she married me.

Are you ready
for tomorrow?

Gonna show your old man
what you're made of?

This one's
not gonna get away.

Does that sound familiar?

Was I ever that eager?
Well, yeah.

And you were right.

You know, there are
some things that are
more important than us.

I wish I would've
understood that then.

You think it would've
made any difference?

I would've been
so sad.

This is the part
where we always get in trouble.
Oh, I know. I know.

Are you sure about this?

Absolutely not.

Hey.
Hey yourself.

Mmm.
Where are you going?

I'm thirsty.
You want something?

No-- Well, you.

Mmm.
Don't be long.

Mmm.

Looks like I haven't
missed a beat, huh?

You know, we have
a rule around here.

No one drinks alone.

Here you go.

Nice shirt.

Oh.

I borrowed it.

Thank you.

Listen, uh,

I know this must be
awkward for you. I mean--

Look,
Nick and I are friends.

Sometimes we're partners,
but that's all.

That's it?

I guess you wanna hear
something about, uh,

how the thought
has never crossed my mind,

or we just make ourselves
comfortable, order a pizza,
do each other's nails...

and dish the dirt.

No, maybe not.

I shouldn't have done this.

Look, I thought we agreed
notto do Dear Abby.

There was this one night--

There'd been some sort of
shootout or something...

and I heard
that cops were down.

And I had problems breathing
because I was sure
that Nick was dead.

I'm having problems
breathing again,

and I only have myself
to blame for it this time.

Look,
the last time I checked...

Nick was a grown-up,

and if he didn't
want to do this
he could say no.

Not to me.

Well, maybe
you should be flattered.

That he would throw himself
in front of a truck for me?

Great romances
have been built on less.

Where is she?
What?

Where is she?
Who?

Lauren.
I can't find her anywhere.

Probably at the courthouse.
It's a big day.
She wouldn't do that.

She knows
it's not safe.

Damn.

"Damn"? Wait a minute.
What'd you say to her?

I think she was afraid
for your life.

Mademoiselle.

Mademoiselle.
You dropped this
on the street.

Thank you.
No problem.

I'm sorry.
Thanks very much.

Counselor.
Doctor.

No hard feelings.

Hey.
Hey.

Nobody's seen her.
Opening statements
start in 15 minutes.

I know, I know.
Is Heller in there?

What is this?
You're Heller's lawyer.
Where is he?

I'm an officer of the court.
My client's affairs
are none of your business.

Wrong answer.
Maybe you should
talk to him.

I don't even know
who you people are.
My name is Nick Wolfe.

My wife is opposing counsel,
and she's missing.

No!

It's okay! It's his wife!
Let me go!

Let him through.
It's his wife!

It's okay!
It's okay!
Let me go!

Oh, God. She's gone.

Son of a bitch's gotta be here.
No, he doesn't.
He knows how to disappear.

I'll find him.
And then what?

- Kill him.
- He's immortal. Are you
ready to take his head?

- I'm ready to take his head.
- You say that,
but you can't do it.

I will.

No, you won't.
You're not a killer.

I want you
to think about this.

You're standing over Heller
with a sword in your hand,

and you're gonna have to
cut his head off.

Can you do that?

Because if you can't,
it costs you your life.

He killed my wife.

He killed Lauren.

I know.

And many others like her,
long before you were born.

- He has to pay.
- He will pay.

- Where can I find him?
- Let me handle it.

Where is he?

You've practically
made an art form
out of killing.

You're not gonna
help me now?

They have
no evidence now.

The girl is dead.
Why run?

Some people would kill me
to stop me.

My work is far too important
to allow that.

I can take care
of them.
No, you can't.

As soon as we're done with this,
get the car around.

Where is he?

Listen, you're upset.
It's understandable.

You want to be made
an accessory to murder?
Excuse me?

He killed my wife.

And I suppose
you have proof of this.

Or should I sue you
for slander right now?

I could put a bullet in you
right now.

Makes no difference
to me.

Heller?

Hello, Amanda.

What's up, doc?

A bit late in the day
for you to get involved
in this game, isn't it?

I'm a terrible procrastinator.

You're right.
I should give up my wicked ways.

Ah. Fighting
goes against my nature.

Of course.
Murder is so much easier.

Have it your own way.

I'll take your head.
Then I'll use the rest of you.

I've never done
an Immortal transplant.

- You'll be my grand experiment.

Heller!

Heller!

Hey, Wolfe!

Let's talk about this!

What do you want to do?
Kill me? I'm immortal.

Maybe if you leave now
I'll let you live.

Listen, Wolfe,
I'm sorry about your wife.

I would have used her
for spare parts,

but I think her heart
was broken anyway.

Oh, God, no.

Happy couple.
We were.

And I let her walk away.

Maybe you just, um,
taught her
to follow her passion.

She told you that?

More or less.

Once in a lifetime
you get a shot
at something really good.

And then when you're
up to your eyeballs in it,

you can't see how lucky
you really are,
so you bitch and complain...

and beat it to death.

Then you finally get
what you wish for.

You get to be alone.

I know you loved her.

I'm really sorry
she's gone.

You know
what that feels like.

I certainly know some people
don't get to live forever.

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