Episode Transcripts


Episode 21: Counterfeit

Story by David Tynan
Teleplay by Brad Wright
Directed by Paolo Barzman
Aired: May 21, 1994
Transcript revised: 10-11-20


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Zzickle's Notes:

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Duncan MacLeod - Adrian Paul
              the Highlander

Richie Ryan - Stan Kirsch
              MacLeod's student


Lisa Halle - Alexandra Vandernoot


James Horton - Peter Hudson
              head Hunter

Pete Wilder - Martin Cummins
              Richie's 'friend'

Lisa Halle - Meilani Paul
              sociopath felon


Denny Ponance - Peter Rutherford
              bald guy at Carnival

Gallery Operator - Robert Hewett
              at carnival

Strength Game Operator - Abraham Ferguson
              at carnival

Brother/Father Andre - Roger Bret
              at the church

Charles Browning - Godfrey James
              Immortal in flashback

Sheriff - Roger Bizley
              in flashback

Driver - Bruno Raffaelli
              of prison bus

Guard - Hugues Profy
              in prison bus

Victim - Dominique Jephcott
              crash "victim"

Alphonso - Jean-Paul Solal
              sports car salesman

Surgeon - Less Clack
              working for Horton

Vocal Coach - Vivienne Avramoff
              working for Horton

Locations List:*
1. Japanese room - unknown location
2. Carnival / Church - unknown location
3. Quay by barge - quay next to Pont de l'Archevêché bridge [48.851307,2.351766]
4. Train station - 16 Avenue du Président Kennedy [48.857040,2.286637] to 10 Avenue du Président Kennedy [48.857632,2.287377]
5. Prison - unknown location
6. Rural road - unknown location
7. Forest - unknown location
8. Inn - unknown location
9. Horton's hideout - Hôpital du Kremlin-Bicêtre, 78 Rue du Général Leclerc, Le Kremlin-Bicêtre: inside [48.808532,2.355771], parked car [48.809092,2.355656], fight [48.808678,2.355689]
10. Hostel (establishing) - Place du Châtel at Rue Couverte, Provins [48.562483,3.287544]
11. Hostel room - unknown location
12. Car dealership - unknown location
13. Hospital room - 7 Place d'Iéna [48.864078,2.293817]
* Locations are in/near Paris unless otherwise indicated.
= link to episode screencaps

Eurominutes: The full version of this episode runs 48 minutes, but for the domestic (US) market, this was cut shorter for commercials. "Eurominutes" are those 4-5 minutes that European fans got to see but US fans missed out on when the episodes originally aired. (Subsequent reruns on USANetwork and SciFi/Syfy may or may not adhere to the original domestic cut.) Huge thanks to Gillian Horvath for providing the tape of the official domestic cut of this episode, as it was released by the studio for the US stations.

~Official Eurominutes are bolded.
~Rerun on SciFi channel (2000) matches the official cut.
~Rerun on Syfy (2010) matches the official cut, with five exceptions.

NOTE: For 'Final Shooting Script' scenes that are not present in the actual episode, click on the 'CUT' links throughout the transcript. (Affected transcript lines are <bracketed>.)

[Voice-over by Joe Dawson]
He is Immortal, born in the highlands of Scotland four hundred years ago. He is not alone. There are others like him -- some good, some evil. For centuries, he has battled the forces of darkness, with holy ground his only refuge. He cannot die, unless you take his head, and with it his power. In the end, there can be only one. He is Duncan MacLeod... the Highlander.



Old winery - "Japanese" room 1

Pete - Nothing happens 'till I get my money.

Horton - Ten thousand dollars... [holds up thick envelope] That's a great deal of money. [Man takes envelope from him and gives it to Pete.]

Pete - I'm worth it.

Horton - Oh, I'm sure you are.

[Second man removes hot poker from nearby wood stove. Pete sees it and starts to get up but the first man pushes him back down.]

Pete - All right, what's going on?

Horton - You're about to earn some of your money.

[Second man grabs Pete's arm, burns his wrist with the poker.]

Horton - Go out and be a hero.


Carnival - shooting gallery 2

[Queen - "Princes of the Universe"

Fly the moon and reach for the stars
With my sword and head held high
Gotta pass the test first time, yeah...]

Gallery Operator - Roll up.

Other Carny - Everybody's a winner!

[RR & Pete are firing rounds at the targets.]

Gallery Operator - Roll up. Everyone's a winner. Try your luck.

[I know that people talk about me - I hear it every day
But I can prove them wrong 'cos I'm right first time]

Gallery Operator - Roll up, roll up. Try your luck. Roll up, roll up. Try your luck.

[Yeah, yeah, alright, let's go, let's go]

Gallery Operator - [checks paper target, reaches for stuffed bear and throws it to RR] Everyone's a winner. Step on up.

Pete - I don't think he likes you.

[Watch this man fly]

RR - You want one of these?

Pete - Not my type.

RR - I don't blame you. [adds stuffed bear to large pile at his feet]

[Bring on the girls]

RR - All right, what the hell. One more time.



[Hunter #1 walks up to Denny, whispers to him and nods toward RR.]

Gallery Operator - Roll up, roll up. Roll up, roll up. Try your luck.

[Denny joins RR & Pete at the booth. As he raises his gun, RR sees the Watcher's tattoo on his wrist. Hunter #1 comes up on RR's other side. RR leaves the booth. Pete & Hunter #1 glance back at him as he goes. RR walks past an airplane kiddie ride and past a blue ticket booth. 1 He walks past bumper car rink to his bike.]

RR - [crouches down by rear wheel -- it's been slashed with a knife] My tire. Damn.

[Hunter #2 comes around corner of nearby truck. RR turns away but Denny and Hunter #1 are behind him. He runs across the bumper car rink and across the street to a church. Church bell is tolling, but the doors are shut and locked. A silver Aston Martin is parked in front of the doors.]

RR - Open up! Open up! Come on, open up! Damn!

[Hunter #1 & Hunter #2 chase him down the street. Pete rides up on a motorcycle behind them and knocks them down.]

Pete - Come on, get on.

RR - You got it, man.

[The Hunters shoot at them as they drive away, hitting Pete in the arm.]


Establishing shot: Quay by barge 3

Inside barge 3

DM - It's all right. It's only a crease.

RR - You should have seen this guy, Mac. He was awesome.

Pete - I just reacted.

RR - Pete, uh, you're not going to be able to ride with that arm.

DM - Here, cut me a couple of strips, Richie.

RR - Okay.

DM - He can stay here tonight.

Pete - Thanks. So what did you do to those guys, anyway?

RR - I never saw them before in my life. Must be my personality.

DM - [notices burn mark on Pete's arm] This may hurt a little. [swabs gunshot wound]

Pete - Ah! A little, huh?

DM - Uh, why don't you grab a couch and get some rest. CUT <I'll be right back.

Pete - Great.

DM - Do you want to call anybody or anything?

Pete - No.

DM - Okay. [motions for RR to join him on deck]>


Barge - on deck 3

RR - What's up, Mac?

DM - Did you see his wrist?

RR - What about it?

DM - He's got a scar.

RR - So?

DM - Like he had a tattoo removed, and not very long ago.

RR - Well... maybe he's got a... a burn or something. Mac, the guy did just save my life.

DM - Right. Why?

RR - I don't know. Maybe he's the hero type.

DM - Maybe.

RR - Okay, let's go talk to the guys at the carnival and we'll find out.


Carnival 2


<Strength Game Operator - Hello, my man. You got your last chance at good luck here. Try your best.

DM - No, thanks.

Strength Game Operator - Chance, please. Just show me--

DM - No.

Strength Game Operator - --please, what kind of strength you got.

RR - I tell you what, I'll give it a shot.

DM - Richie, some other time.

Strength Game Operator - Let me see what you can do, man.

RR - No, no, no, no, no. [under his breath] Bald guy behind me.

Strength Game Operator - Let him come and try his chance, man. Try your chance.

RR - Yeah, let me see. What's up? Show me how to do this.

Strength Game Operator - Yes, just put your hands... [wraps RR's hands around the rolling weight] Just make one. [moves weight back and forth on metal track]

RR - Just like this? [glances back at Denny, who is standing nearby]

Strength Game Operator - Just make two, just make three!

RR - Three. Oh, okay. [lifts weight off track] Let me see what I can do with this.>

DM - Uh, Richie, let's do this smart.

RR - Oh, absolutely, Mac. [punches Denny in the stomach with the weight]

DM - Brilliant.

Denny - [as Operator grabs RR] Whoa, whoa! No, no, no.

RR - Hey, you remember me, huh?

Denny - What are you talking about?

RR - A couple of hours ago, you and your friends tried to kill me.

Denny - You're the guy at the shooting gallery.

RR - Yeah, yeah, and you're the son of a bitch who shot at me.

Denny - Shot at you? No. You must be high or dreaming. I never shot at anybody.

<RR - You're lying. CUT

Denny - Don't try my patience.

DM - Do you have a tattoo on you?

Denny - Yeah, yeah, I do.

DM - Can I see it?

Denny - Sure. Here. [shows the tattoo on his wrist -- a blue anchor, NOT a Watcher symbol, but somewhat similar in appearance]

RR - Mac, I know-->

DM - I'm sorry. This was a misunderstanding. [pulls RR away]

RR - Mac, I know what I saw, man. The guy had a Watcher tattoo this morning.

DM - Not anymore.


<Street near Carnival 4 CUT

RR - I want to know why you don't believe me about the tattoo.

DM - I didn't say I didn't believe you.

RR - Well, it sure sounds like it.

DM - You're not listening to me.

RR - Mac, Fruitcake at the carnival is lying.

DM - Yeah, I know.

RR - So, why didn't we do anything about it?

DM - What do you want to do? Go back there and take him and all his friends on? Start a riot over a tattoo that doesn't even exist?

RR - I know what I saw.

DM - There's also a possibility that you could be wrong.

RR - Mac, I'm not wrong.

DM - And there's also a possibility that somebody's playing with us.

RR - Why?

DM - I don't know.

RR - Okay, fine. Let's go back to the carnival AGAIN, and we'll find out.

DM - Listen, 'Fruitcake' is not going to tell you anything.

RR - Yeah, I know, but maybe if we get him alone, you know, we could try to convince him, you know what I'm saying?

DM - I think there's someone else we should be talking to.

RR - Who? [DM starts walking away without responding. RR catches up to him.] Oh, here we go again about the scar on Pete's wrist.

DM - It's something to think about.

RR - Mac, I'm just finding it a little hard to believe that you're condemning a guy who saved my life.

DM - All I want to do is talk to him.

RR - No, you don't want to talk to him. You've already made up your mind.

DM - Listen, the truth is the truth, no matter what you feel about it.

RR - Okay, so fine, Mac. You tell me then -- what is the truth? I mean, after all, you must have read Pete's mind. Hey, you know, I mean this is really cool, 'cause, like, I knew we were Immortal, but I didn't know we were psychic, too.

DM - We're not psychic, tough guy. But we are cautious.

[RR mouths 'We're not psychic, tough guy, but we are cautious' in mockery as DM walks ahead of him.]> 2


<Prison 5 CUT

Lisa - [escorted by guards through prison] Quit pushing. [Guard pushes her again.] Piss off.>


Prison bus 6


<Lisa - [chained in back] Hey! [whistles] Listen, I got to go to the bathroom. Why don't you just pull over. [seductively] Come on. Just let me off for a minute. I'll be a good girl. [purrs, makes kissing sound] Huh? [laughs softly]

Crash Victim - Help! Help! Help! You've got to help! My wife! My wife!

Lisa - Hey, what's happening here?

Crash Victim - Please!

Lisa - Let it burn. I got to go to the bathroom.

Driver - [opens door, hands man small fire extinguisher] Here.

[Instead of taking extinguisher, "victim" pulls driver out of bus, then pulls out a gun and shoots the second guard.]

Lisa - Great. [as "victim" enters bus] Who are you?

Victim - Shut up!

Lisa - You here to see me? [Second "injured man" enters bus with bolt cutters.] Stay away from me.

Victim - Shut up!

Lisa - You son of a bitch. I'll kill you!

["Injured man" cuts chain, drags Lisa out of bus.]

Lisa - Get your paws off of me! Get away.

Injured man - Get up. Move. Get off the bus.

Lisa - I'm not going!

Injured man - Just shut up and don't resist me!

Lisa - Let go of me. You've made your point.

Injured man - [as car drives up] Hold still.

Victim - Get in the car.

Lisa - You're going to regret this.

Victim - Just get in.>

Lisa - [climbs into back seat, followed by "victim"] Okay, I'm impressed. Now tell me where you're taking me. I said, tell me--

Pete - [in driver's seat, turns around and points his gun at her] You want to live? Shut up. [guns engine, drives away from wreck and around curve of road A]


Inside barge, next morning 3

[Close on chessboard, over DM's shoulder. B DM stares at chessboard as camera pans up.]

RR - Maybe his arm was hurting him, and he went to the hospital.

DM - Maybe.

RR - Look, Mac, I haven't lived for four hundred years, I realize that, and I can only call 'em like I see 'em, but... Pete's just another guy on the road.

DM - I hope you're right.

[RR hears motorcycle approaching, watches through porthole as Pete rides up and parks.]

RR - [greets Pete at door] Pete, what's up, man?

Pete - Oh, not much.

RR - How're you doing?

Pete - Oh, better than yesterday, anyhow.

RR - Ah. Good to hear.

Pete - Yeah.

DM - Hey, Pete.

Pete - Hey.

DM - How's the arm?

Pete - Aw, it's a little stiff, but it's all right.

<DM - You want some juice or some coffee or something?

Pete - No, I'm fine.

RR - You sure?

Pete - Yeah.> CUT

RR - So, uh, what happened to you yesterday? Why'd you take off?

Pete - All right, now this is going to blow your mind. All right, about a half an hour after you guys left, I saw this guy hanging around out here.

DM - What was he doing?

Pete - Just checking it out.

RR - He was just standing there... watching?

Pete - Yeah. So I go up to him to see what he's doing and he takes off. So I do, too.

RR - You followed him?

Pete - Yeah. I mean, I got to thinking about what happened yesterday and...

DM - Where did he go?

Pete - Straight back to the carnival.

RR - What do you think, Mac?

DM - I think he should show us.


Carnival 2

DM - So, Pete, where are you from?

Pete - Lots of places. We moved around. CUT My old man took off when I was a kid. I guess that's why I hit the road, you know? Figured I'd bump into the son of a bitch sooner or later.

RR - Well, if you do, ask him if he's seen my old man, will you?

<Pete - CUT I'll do that. [leads them to travel trailer] This is it. I never went in.>

RR - Doesn't seem to be anybody around.

DM - Age before beauty. [knocks on door of trailer, opens unlocked door and they enter]

Pete - [finds black-and-white surveillance photos of the barge tacked to a wall] Check it out. This is getting to be just like the movies. You guys C.I.A. or something?

DM - Or something. Pete, I think it's about time you left Paris.

Pete - Why?

DM - For your health.

Pete - You're the good guys, right?

RR - Right.

Pete - Then I want to help.

DM - You're in way over your head.

Pete - Look, I brought you here, didn't I? Look, I can take care of myself. Richie, what kind of guy would I be if I took off on a friend in need? I'm going to go back to the hostel. If you guys need me, fine. If not, fine. [exits trailer]

RR - What is with you, Mac?

DM - It's too neat, Richie. Pete's been in the right place at the right time too often.

RR - And if he wasn't, I might have lost my head.

DM - Look, if he's for real, then he's better off without us. If he's not...

RR - Mac, he checks out -- the bike, the story. Don't be such a cynic. Why don't you trust him?

[DM picks up nearby rifle and sights down the barrel.]


Flashback - England, 1730 - King's forest 7

[DM shoots a black bear.]

Sheriff - You! Thief!

DM - You addressing me?

Sheriff - I am the King's sheriff. This is his land, and you are poaching.

DM - The people in the village are starving.

Sheriff - So?

DM - So, no people, no taxes. No taxes, no money. No money, no sheriff. Do you understand? [Sheriff and his men draw their swords.] Surely the king can spare one small bear for his loyal subjects.

[Man behind him knocks him out. He wakes to find them preparing to behead him.]

Sheriff - You have been charged and found guilty of poaching.

DM - Who found me guilty? There's been no trial.

Sheriff - It happened when you were unconscious. Besides, we all saw you, so what other verdict could there be?

DM - But that's for a nobleman. The penalty for poaching's supposed to be hanging. That's it. Hang me. Hang me!

Sheriff - No rope. What's the matter? Lost your sense of humor? Don't worry, your head will soon join it.

DM - But I'm a free man! I have rights.

Sheriff - You have nothing. You're a thief. May God have mercy on your soul.

DM - [senses 'buzz'] I didn't know this was the King's land. My friend told me... [looks up at axe] oh...

[Man with axe is shot by unseen person. DM slips out of the ropes binding his hands, grabs up the axe, and fights off the other men. They flee.]

DM - [to Sheriff] Where's your sense of humor? Hah! [Sheriff flees as well.]

Browning - [punches Sheriff's man, sends him rolling down hill toward DM, laughs] I couldn't help noticing that you were on the wrong end of that axe, my fellow Immortal. Charles Browning of York.

DM - Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. Thank you.

Browning - You're very welcome. That's a fine bear, and I'm... I'm very hungry.


Flashback - England, 1730 - village inn, night 8

<DM - [drunk] Hey, drink up. Drink up! [leans over woman at table] How's the soup? Let me try it. [takes ladle from pot on table, tastes it] Yeah, it needs more seasoning.

Man - I think you're getting drunk, my friend.

DM - Aye.

Browning - I hope you villagers are enjoying the bear.

DM - I hope you're not talking about me!> CUT

Browning - A toast! To the King, for such a fine feast, hm?

DM - The King! [clinks mugs with Browning]

Villagers - The King!

Browning - And let it be said that this is the finest bear I have ever eaten. 3 More wine, wench!

DM - More wine, wench!

Browning - Where are you, wench? More wine. [holds up a coin]

DM - No, put your silver away, Browning. No, I insist! I owe you my life.

Browning - That is a debt we'll settle some other time.

DM - No, I insist.

Browning - No! Is a life not more important than a jug of wine? Hmm?

DM - Aye. Much, much more. [They laugh drunkenly.]

Browning - How much? Hmm?

DM - [thinks for a moment] Ah! Two jugs. [tries to stand up] Two jugs of wine! [falls over]

Browning - Two jugs for my friend and I.

DM - Wench. [They laugh again.]



[The room is empty and dark. DM is fast asleep on one of the tables. Browning creeps up on him and raises his sword. The floor creaks beneath him. DM wakes and rolls off the table as Browning swings.]

Browning - Oh, you're quick, I'll give you that.

DM - You saved me from the axe. [raises a hand briefly to his head] Oh...

Browning - Why waste the Quickening? And now, let's get this over with. Agh! [swings again. DM dodges and grabs his own sword.]

DM - Why? You called me friend.

Browning - Friend? I have no friend. Agh! [attacks]


Inside barge

RR - Pete's my friend, Mac. I don't see your problem with him.

DM - He's a liar. Look, I know he's your friend. I know you like him. You're about the same age. You have a lot in common.

RR - So that makes him a liar?

DM - No. That doesn't. This police report does. Go on. Read it. He's not looking for his father. He's on the run. He got two to ten for armed robbery and broke parole. The police think he held up another liquor store and then took off.

RR - The guy still saved my life.

DM - And I still want to know why.


Horton's hideout - large, dark room 9

[Surgeon puts on pair of latex gloves, examines Lisa from head to toe.] 4

Horton - Well?

Surgeon - Well... cheekbones are about right, but the skin color, eyes, and nose will need some work. [waves toward her chest] And so will these.

Horton - But you CAN do it?

Surgeon - Of course.

Lisa - Are you going to tell me what's going on here or do I have to guess?

Horton - A little surgery. You should be grateful. You're a convicted murderer, Lisa. With your looks, you'll be recognized... caught... and you'll spend the rest of your life in jail. We don't want that, do we?

Lisa - What's in it for me?

Horton - A new face, a new identity, and a great deal of money.

Lisa - Who do I have to kill?

Horton - All in good time, my dear. All in good time. [looks at her a moment, then turns away C]


Establishing shot: Hostel 10

Hostel room 11

Pete - What was I going to tell you, right? That I couldn't go to the hospital because I jumped parole? That would have went over real well. Look, I'm trying to make a new start here. You don't know what it was like, man. I mean, the cops were busting me every damn minute.

RR - Pete, you still should have told me.

Pete - Yeah. I made you an accessory, right? Forget about it.

RR - Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're right. Well, you've had a rough week and all, with getting shot in the arm and that nasty burn going on down there. How did you manage that one?

Pete - You ride a bike. Ever try to change a flat after doing a couple hundred clicks?

RR - A few times.

Pete - Yeah, well, if you have a half a brain, then you stay away from the manifold. Richie... I'm sorry.

RR - Hey, like you said... forget about it.


Church near carnival 2

[DM looks around outside, spots empty shell casings on the ground, crouches to pick them up. He stands back up, thinks for a moment, then throws casings down and enters church. 5]


Inside church 2


<DM - Father Andre? I'm Duncan MacLeod. Could I ask you a few questions?>

Father Andre - Come in, come in. What can I help you with?

DM - Do you ring the church bells every day at noon?

Father Andre - Absolutely. The church bells are an institution. Three hundred years and we've never missed a day.

DM - You must have a great view from up in the tower.

Father Andre - My glimpse on the outside world... inspirational but uneventful.

DM - Was it yesterday?

Father Andre - Yesterday? No.

DM - Why not?

Father Andre - Uh... I -- I saw two men being chased by men with guns. They escaped on a motorcycle. CUT It was... quite exciting.

DM - Can you tell me anything else about the men you saw?

Father Andre - No.

DM - Was there anything else unusual?

Father Andre - There was a car parked in the alley -- a sports car.

DM - You wouldn't happen to know what kind of car it was.

Father Andre - A silver Aston Martin 1966 DB-6. It still had dealer plates on. Six-cylinder, double overhead cams, two hundred and thirty horsepower at sixty-five hundred rpm. [opens cabinet doors to reveal rows of small model cars. Picks up a silver Aston Martin.] Even a priest can dream. CUT

<DM - Thank you, Father.

Father Andre - Are you a police officer?

DM - No. I'm an Immortal. [leaves]>


Establishing shot: Horton's hideout 9

Horton's hideout - large, dark room 9

Vocal Coach - All right. Let's go through this just one more time. Your name is Lisa Millon. You were born in Paris in 1964. Your mother's name is Marie, your father's name is Jean.

Lisa - [head covered in mummy-like bandages] I know my father's name, I know my mother's name, I know where I went to school, and I know where I was born.

Vocal Coach - Then say it.

Lisa - My name is Lisa Millon. I was born in Paris in 1964.

Vocal Coach - No. Stop! You sound as though you're addressing a judge. [Lisa sighs.] Oh, let me see now. Um... Lower the pitch and make it lighter, the way I showed you before, and remember... you're French.

Lisa - [sighs] My face hurts.

Vocal Coach - Come on, Lisa, just get on with it.

Lisa - Oh, this is a waste of time. I can be anyONE you want. I can be anyTHING you want. [sighs, starts again with very slight French accent] Look, my name is Lisa Millon. I was born in Paris in 1964. [heavy French accent] My name is Lisa Millon. I was born in Paris in 1964. [moderate accent] My name is Lisa Millon. I was born in Paris in 1964. My name is Lisa Millon. I was born in Paris in 1964.

Horton - Much better.

Vocal Coach - She's a quick study.

Horton - She has to be. CUT <We don't have much time. Even MacLeod has a weakness. I've found the right weapon. Now it must function... perfectly. You understand?

Vocal Coach - I think so.>


Car dealership 12

DM - Richie, I checked the alley. There were shells but no bullet holes and no bullet fragments.

RR - So what are you saying?

DM - That the whole thing is a setup -- fake tattoos and blanks.

RR - Mac, if they were using blanks, how did Pete get shot?

DM - Maybe the same way he got the scar.

RR - Mac, he's been in prison for the last four years.

DM - So?

RR - So? You saw the police report. No visible scars or tattoos. Mac... he got it from a burn. He's not one of them.

DM - Maybe.

Alphonso - [to customer] Right away. Just a minute. I've just got to help somebody over here. [approaches RR] Can I help you?

RR - I can picture me in this. Can you picture me in this?

<Alphonso - CUT If you have four hundred thousand dollars.>

RR - I left my wallet at home.

Alphonso - Mm. Of course. [moves on to DM] What can I show you, sir?

DM - I was looking for an Aston Martin DB-6.

Alphonso - Mm. Excellent. A rare vehicle. <Maybe there are two or three in all of Paris. I have a beautiful green one in the back. Eighty thousand dollars. CUT

DM - Um, no. Actually, I was looking for a silver one. Do you know if one's been sold recently?>

Alphonso - Why?

DM - Well, I'd like to talk to someone that owns one.

Alphonso - Trust me, there's no finer vehicle. What can he tell you that I can't?

DM - If it's worth eighty thousand dollars.


Horton's hideout - large, dark room 9

Lisa - Can we stop now?

Horton - No.

Lisa - I'm tired.

Horton - I don't care. Who was Andy Warhol?

Lisa - I don't know.

Horton - Yes, you do. We've been through this a dozen times. Who was Kandinski?

Lisa - He was an artist.

Horton - That's brilliant. Compare his work to Jackson Pollock.

Lisa - Look, we've talked about Manet. We've talked about Monet. We've talked about Picasso. How much more of this stuff do I need to know? Because I am ready now.

Horton - You are ready when I tell you.

Lisa - I need to sleep.

Horton - You'll sleep when you're dead.


Alley 9

[The silver Aston Martin is parked beside one of the buildings.]

DM - Stay in the car.

RR - Okay. Everybody who's an Immortal, raise their hand. [raises his hand] Looks like it's just the two of us.

DM - Richie, we don't know what we're going to find when we get in there.

RR - Right, and if somebody is waiting for us, you're probably better off with me than without me.

DM - Come on.


Horton's hideout - large, dark room 9

Horton - [closes cell phone] MacLeod's found the car. Okay, it's showtime. [The two Hunters with him leave.]


Alley 9

[DM & RR walk past the Aston Martin to a door. The door opens and the two Hunters exit.]

RR - Looks like it's just the four of us. [He and DM fight them.]

DM - [re Richie's moves] Not bad.


Horton's hideout - large, dark room 9

[The bed and surgery light are still there, but the room has been abandoned.]

RR - [finds Pete slumped against a pillar] Pete! [Pete moans.] Pete.


Pete - Hey...

RR - It's okay. [helps Pete up]

DM - What happened?

Pete - They got me just after you left. They were asking me about you and about the barge and everything. I didn't know anything, but they didn't care. They just kept smacking me around. [stumbles, almost collapses] Oh!

RR - I gotcha. Gotcha.

DM - Put him down.

RR - [as Pete sits] It's okay. Pete, you're safe.

Pete - I didn't know anything.

DM - They asked you about the barge?

Pete - Yeah. They asked me why I was there, what I saw, and the layout of the place. It was like they were going to attack it or something, you know? God, I wish I had been paying attention, because I couldn't remember anything about what was going on there. They were going to kill me, man. I'm sure of it.

RR - [quietly, to DM] Well? You believe him now, or is he going to have to take a bullet in the head to prove it to you?

DM - They'll need time to regroup, Richie. We'll be safe tonight.

RR - And then what?

DM - Then they'll be coming for us. We'll pack tonight and be gone by noon tomorrow.

RR - We're going to run?

DM - You have a better plan?

Pete - What can I do?

DM - You stay out of it. It's not for you. Richie will take you to a good hotel and put you under an assumed name.

Pete - Wait, I can't afford that.

DM - It's on me. First class. It's the least I can do.


<Room with hospital bed 13 CUT

Horton - Do you know what true greatness is, Lisa? Someone who is truly great... celebrates in silence. He doesn't hold up his trophy to the world. Do you understand that?

Lisa - Who cares? All I want is to get rid of these damn bandages.

Horton - True greatness... is completing a task that others have found impossible.

Lisa - Whatever you say.

Horton - I don't expect you to understand. I just expect you to listen. 6 *I am going to 7 do something that many have tried... none have ever achieved, and that only a handful will ever even8,9 know about. I'm going to destroy Duncan MacLeod... and every day for the rest of my life... I'm going to remember and... relish it. (Dialogue between *s has the same audio but a different video cut in the domestic version.)

Lisa - Whatever gets you off.

Horton - In a way, it's sad. Because whatever else I do, I shall never equal this. 10>

[Lisa laughs.] 11 (this is NOT in the DVD version!)


Inside barge

DM - Did you get him checked in?

RR - Yeah. He's all set. Why aren't you packing?

DM - Because we're not going anywhere... but we do have to get ready.

RR - What for?

DM - If I'm right, they'll be coming for us first thing in the morning.

RR - But you said we were leaving.

DM - That was for Pete's benefit.

RR - You still think he's one of them.

DM - Right now, he's telling them our plans about leaving tomorrow. They won't want to lose their shot at us.

RR - Mac, you saw what they did to him.

DM - The bruises were fresh. There was no congealed blood. It looked like it just happened.

RR - Mac, they almost killed him.

DM - But they didn't! They don't leave their mistakes behind. They take them with them. He was left for a reason.

RR - No! You don't know that!

DM - I do! I know exactly that!

RR - Mac, he's just a regular guy.

DM - He's one of them, okay? Listen to me. Listen to me. He's one of them. Now do you want to stay alive or not?


Old winery - "Japanese" room 1

Pete - Well, I blew it. I got the kid on my side, but MacLeod doesn't trust me.

Horton - Well, he wasn't intended to. Divide and conquer. We're going to get MacLeod.

Pete - How are you going to do that?

Horton - Oh, I'm not. [slides gun across table to Pete] You are. CUT It's time for you to be a hero again.


Hidden corner near barge, morning 3

RR - That's it, I'm out of here. We've been here since dawn. I'm going back for another coat.

DM - No, you're not.

RR - No? What do you mean, no?

DM - They're gonna be here soon. Besides, the cold will keep you sharp.

RR - Mac, I am freezing!

DM - No Immortal ever died of a chill.

RR - [as Pete rides up and parks motorcycle] Mac, it's Pete. He's alone. [Pete walks toward barge.] What's he doing?

DM - He's the point man. The others will be along soon.

RR - Oh, give me a break.

DM - Just wait.

RR - Mac, there's nobody else there. I mean, if they are coming, we should at least tell him to get the hell out.

DM - Don't say anything.

[They watch as Pete disappears into barge. A black car pulls up nearby. Pete comes back up onto deck.]

RR - Mac, he's right out in the open.

DM - They're not going to hurt him, Richie. He's one of them.

[Pete walks across to waiting car and leans in to talk to passenger behind driver.]

RR - Mac, if you're wrong--

DM - I'm not wrong.

RR - He doesn't stand a chance!

DM - I'm not wrong!

[Pete motions toward barge, says something to passenger. Passenger shoots Pete.]

RR - Pete.

[RR & DM run toward Pete as the car drives away.]

RR - [feels for a pulse] He's dead. You just couldn't be wrong, could you?

[RR walks away as DM kneels by the body. Horton's POV of DM kneeling by body. Reverse angle on Horton, pretending to shop at kiosk, watching from road above the quay. Close on Horton watching DM, then D he snaps tourist book closed, puts it down, walks away.]


Room with hospital bed 13

Horton - [climbs stairs] E Peter's "mother" is burying him in Paris today. Poor woman couldn't afford to fly him home. The minor actors have played their roles, Lisa. Now it's up to the star.

[The Surgeon enters and starts unwrapping the bandages from Lisa's head.]

Lisa - [as the layers are removed] I can see the light.

Horton - It will seem bright at first. The eyes are tender.

Lisa - It hurts.

Horton - You'll adjust.

Lisa - [as the last bandages are removed] Well, what do you think?

Horton - It's perfect. It's just perfect. [as Lisa looks at herself in a mirror] You've done a great job, doctor. She's exactly like Tessa.


To Be Continued...


End of "Counterfeit"

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