Episode Transcripts


Episode 5: Double Eagle

Written by David Tynan
Directed by Mario Azzopardi
Aired: October 29, 1995
Transcript revised: 12-2-20


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Duncan MacLeod - Adrian Paul
              the Highlander

Richie Ryan - Stan Kirsch
              MacLeod's student


Ray - Garvin Cross
              at Macao noodle warehouse

Laundry Worker - Tony Marr
              in Macao noodle warehouse

Jim Rainey - Tim Henry
              racehorse seller


Amanda - Elizabeth Gracen
              an Immortal thief

Kit O'Brady - Nicholas Campbell
              Immortal gambler


Luis - ??
              Ray's partner

Davis - ??
              cheating dealer in FB

Count - Mario Azzopardi
              poker player in FB

Banker - ??
              the Count's banker, Michael

Winston - ??
              bartender in FB

Locations List:*
0. Scenes filmed at Virtue/Reckert Studios, 770 Pacific Blvd [49.274936,-123.111030] (no longer there)
1. Macao estab - unknown location
2. Noodle warehouse, Double Eagle ruins - unknown location(s)
3. MacLeod's Victorian - on Deer Lake Drive, Burnaby [49.233334,-122.970142]
4. Gambling saloon - 3102 Main St [49.257244,-123.100889]
5. Dojo exterior - back door of building, at end of Cambie St [49.284721,-123.108851]
6. Racetrack - Hastings Racecourse, 188 N Renfrew St [49.285831,-123.040088]
* Locations are in Vancouver unless otherwise indicated.
= link to location photos
= 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) -- 2nd half only -- matches the official cut, with four exceptions.
~Rerun on Syfy (2010) matches the official cut, with two 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>.)


Establishing shot: Macao 1

[Super: Macao]

Macao - noodle warehouse 4

[A Mah Jongg game is in action. Several workers tend drying stands of noodles nearby.]

Kit - Did you know the interesting thing about this game? Does anyone at this table realize this game was actually invented by an American? It's an American game. It's absolutely true. Joseph P. Babcock, I believe his name was. It was back in the twenties. The remarkable thing about it then was the game was not known as mah-jongg. It was mah-jangg... Jangg. Oh, sorry. So sorry. We're in the middle of a hand here. All right. [looks at tiles] Three sets to Li Chan. It's a Kong to Jiang over there. Dragon Kong, if I'm not mistaken. And Mister Lin... would rather I shut up and just play, which I'm going to do. [straightens his row of tiles, kisses the head of his walking cane] My move. Blind -- American style. [closes his eyes, draws tile from center of table, adds it to his row] Don't know this game that well, but I think they call this, if I'm not wrong... [turns his row of tiles face up] <Dragon Wu. CUT Yes! Oh! Some days are -- Oh! Oh, this is so good! [as other players start paying up] Thank you so very much, gentlemen. I really enjoyed playing with you all night. You guys are real sports. Tell you what. [collecting stacks of bills] Breakfast is on me. My apologies to your wives keeping you out all night. [puts some money back on the table] Thank you very much, fellas. Oh, I enjoyed this night so much. You guys are wonderful to play with. Thank you very much. [puts his winnings in a satchel]>

Ray - [enters warehouse] I see your luck has changed, Kit.

Kit - Aw, not now. Be reasonable. I'm on a roll right here. Can't you see what just happened? I've got something going on here. You know how much I've won? Sixty-five grand!

Ray - Oh, good. Then you only owe us another hundred and fifty thousand.

Kit - The only reason why I need this money -- I've got a thoroughbred I'm going to buy. This horse will get you all of your money back.

Ray - [points pistol at Kit] You have two choices, Kit. [The rest of the mah-jongg players scatter.]

<Kit - Wait. Now, don't tell me. Okay, let me think. First choice, uh, I die? CUT

Ray - Or you die.

Kit - Let me think this over.> [punches Ray, runs. Ray shoots him & he falls down a garbage chute. Holding his nose, Ray shoots several times down the chute after him.]


Maintenance room below warehouse 4

[Kit falls down chute into garbage bin.]

Ray - [muffled, from above] You're a dead man, O'Brady, you hear me? A dead man!

Kit - [to nearby workers] Just my luck. The guy can shoot. Could've been worse. I could've... fallen in a sewer. [dies]

[Worker reaches for Kit's satchel.]


[meanwhile, upstairs]

Ray - [to Luis] Move it!



[Worker grabs the satchel, hears voices coming.]

Ray - [offscreen, muffled] Come on. Hurry up!

[Worker hides satchel, covers Kit's body with pieces of trash.]

Ray - [comes down staircase, followed by Luis] Bastard! I know I hit him. [grabs worker] You! The white man, where did he go? [Worker points out door.] Go! [follows Luis outside]

[The worker grabs the satchel from its hiding place, pulls handful of bills out, laughs.] CUT

<Kit - Where's my bag? [stands up, sees worker] Oh, you've got it. Great. [takes bag back] Thank you very much indeed. Hey, cheer up. Hey, sometimes they stay dead, sometimes they don't. Mm. Okay. Excuse me. [climbs out of garbage bin, leaves]>

[Voice-over by Joe Dawson]
He is Duncan MacLeod... the Highlander. Born in 1592 in the Highlands of Scotland, and he is still alive. He is Immortal. For four hundred years, he's been a warrior... a lover... a wanderer. Constantly facing other Immortals in combat to the death. The winner takes his enemy's head, and with it, his power. I am a Watcher -- part of a secret society of men and women who observe and record... but never interfere. We know the truth about Immortals. In the end, there can be only one. May it be Duncan MacLeod... the Highlander.



Establishing shot: MacLeod's Victorian 3

MacLeod's Victorian - basement 0

[Camera pans across basement to DM standing on ladder. 1 DM is taping a furnace duct, senses 'buzz', hears someone sneezing.]

Kit - [enters basement] MacLeod? Hey!

DM - Kit!

Kit - How are you?

DM - Kit.

Kit - MacLeod. Great to see you.

DM - How are you? [moves to hug him]

Kit - Please, please, please, don't hug me.

DM - What?

Kit - These clothes are made in Macao. I don't need all this on them.

DM - Well, I'm not dirty.

Kit - [looks at him] Okay.

DM - I thought you were coming by the dojo.

Kit - Well, I got in early. I thought I'd come by and see what you're up to. Exactly what are you up to?

DM - Ducting.

Kit - You know, there's -- there's people you can hire to do this sort of thing for you. You pay them. They're called workers.

DM - Really?

Kit - Mm-hmm.

DM - Well, maybe you should try it.

Kit - Oh, no, no, no. See these hands? Not one solitary callus. Now that's something a man can be proud of.


Flashback - San Francisco, 1888 - Double Eagle Gambling Palace 4

[Super: San Francisco 1888]


[DM grabs Davis' hand, turns it over, pulls cards out of wrist garter hidden inside Davis' sleeve.]

DM - You ought to be faster than that if you want to hustle the table. [holds up an ace of spades and 10 of hearts]

Davis - [points derringer at DM] Faster than this?

Kit - [smacks Davis' hand with his cane, making him drop the gun] Now, two things I will not abide, Davis, is sneaky little guns and people who cheat at my tables. [punches him in the gut & jaw] Now, let's go outside. That hurts, huh? All right. Well, you're off early tonight. [escorts Davis out]

Davis - You've broken my arm! Aah! Aah! [Kit pushes him out the door & down the stairs.]

Kit - [to patrons] Oh, ladies and gentlemen, please, The show is over. There was nobody killed or anything. Go back to drinking and gambling your little greedy hearts out! [walks back to DM] MacLeod, I'm mortified.

DM - Well, there's really no need. After all, my life wasn't in danger.

Kit - No, but he would've ruined a perfectly good shirt... and that would have been unforgivable.

<DM - Mm. Well, I hope you can restore my losses.

Kit - Oh, that's right. You had -- you had a bet out there.

DM - Yeah.

Kit - How much did you have?

DM - At least two thousand.

Kit - No, it wasn't.

DM - Yes, it was.

Kit - Oh, please--

DM - It was at least--

[Both sense 'buzz'. Kit sneezes.]

Kit - Every time. It's like an allergy.> CUT

[Amanda enters the room, smiles at DM. DM smiles back.]

Kit - Now that is what I call style.

DM - That is Amanda.

<Gentleman - Whoever you are, you're exquisite.

Amanda - Merci, monsieur. You're too kind.> CUT

Translation: Merci, monsieur. - Thank you, sir.

Kit - The lady can make an entrance.

Kit - Introduce us.

DM - Mm. You should see her exit.

<Amanda - [offscreen] Of course you can.

DM - [as Amanda approaches] Amanda, good evening.

Amanda - Ah. Bonsoir, MacLeod. Ça va? [DM gives her a look as he kisses her hand. She looks over at Kit.]

Translations: Bonsoir - Good evening; Ça va - It goes (slang: How are you?)

Kit - French. How do you do? [kisses her hand]> CUT

DM - Oh, this is, uh, Kit O'Brady, um, the owner of this den of iniquity.

Amanda - Enchanté.

Translation: Enchanté - Enchanted

Kit - Oh, no. The pleasure's mine. [to DM] She's French. I like that. [to Amanda] Well, welcome to the Double Eagle. You must find this terribly, terribly, terribly provincial after being in Europe all that time.

Amanda - [with French accent] Oh, not at all. The body on the steps was a nice touch.

Kit - [chuckles] Oh, yeah. I do try.

Amanda - [looks around] Oh, this place is magnifique.

Kit - Magnifique. Thank you very much. Thank you. [hands her glass of wine]

Amanda - [with French accent] Merci. Now, the Double Eagle... is that a family crest?

<Kit - [looks at DM] "Kwest"? CUT

DM - Crest.

Kit - [to Amanda] Crest? No, coin. It's a coin. That is the actual coin right in the center there. Do you see it? We mounted it.> [points to coin in center of Double Eagle Casino sign on wall] When I first sailed into San Francisco all those years ago, the only thing I had in my pocket was that gold coin. And to tell you the truth--

DM - He wouldn't have any of this without it. [laughs] He could go on like this all night, but I think our game's arrived, so--

[Count enters with a woman on each arm.]

Amanda - [with French accent] Oh! Cards? How exciting. Do you think maybe I might join in?

Kit - Oh, you play? [Behind him, DM shakes his head at Amanda, trying to warn her off.]

Amanda - [with French accent] Oh, just a little whist now and then.

Kit - [to DM] A little whist.

DM - I don't think this is a good idea, Kit.

<Kit - [to Amanda] Of course you could play. It would be my great pleasure to teach you the game. [kisses her hand] CUT

Amanda - Merci.

Kit - I'll just go and see to the count. [walks over to Count] Ah, Count.

Count - Ah, Mr. Broddy.

Kit - [shakes his hand] O'Brady. [encouragingly] Nice try.

Count - Exactly.

Kit - I see you brought your banker with you.

Count - Of course.

Kit - [to banker] Enjoy a game? [Banker nods, shakes Kit's hand.]

Count - So where shall we have it?

Dealer - Back to the business at hand.

Kit - This table behind you. 2

Dealer - [offscreen] Let's continue on, then, shall we?>

DM - [grabs Amanda's arm] No cheating.

Amanda - When did I ever...

DM - None whatsoever. CUT

<Amanda - [with French accent] Oh, very well.

DM - What is with this phony French accent?

Amanda - You used to be so much fun.

DM - [as Amanda walks off] It's not even that good.>


<MacLeod's Victorian - basement 0 CUT

(resume previous scene)

DM - What do you say we grab some lunch?

Kit - Well, I'd love it if we could make that dinner. I've got a really important meeting and I can't -- I can't miss it, so...

DM - Well, sure. Dinner's fine. I know a great Italian.

Kit - Italian? I've been craving Chinese.

DM - Well, I had Chinese last night.

Kit - Okay, I have the answer. We'll flip for it.

DM - Well, why can't we just choose like everybody else?

Kit - Come on. No guts, no glory. Now, we'll flip for it.

DM - All right. Tails it's Italian.

Kit - Tails it's Italian. [tosses coin]

DM - Heh.

Kit - Tails.

DM - Tails.

Kit - Boy, have I been on a bad run, MacLeod. You wouldn't believe it.

DM - How bad?

Kit - A hundred and seven years.

DM - Eh, maybe you should quit gambling.

Kit - I'm not gambling. I've come eight thousand miles on a sure thing -- the perfect horse, and I found her. So I must go. I'll see you tonight. We'll have a nice big bowl of chow mein together.

DM - Pasta.

Kit - [as he walks off] Eh?>


Loft above dojo 0

[DM exits elevator, senses 'buzz'. Amanda exits bathroom wearing a towel.]

<Amanda - CUT MacLeod.> [walks toward him]

DM - You every heard of calling ahead?

Amanda - You know me. I like surprises.

DM - [re her lack of clothing] So I noticed. You planning on staying? [looks at stack of trunks nearby]

Amanda - Well, I was hoping to. If you don't mind.

DM - Oh...

Amanda - What do you say?

DM - Welcome home.

[Amanda kisses him, dropping the towel.]


Establishing shot: Dojo 5

Loft above dojo, later 0

[Close on pot of Beef Stroganoff cooking on stove. Amanda, wearing an apron over a black bra, walks over to pot, grinds some pepper into pot.] 3

Amanda - Um, it's Beef Stroganoff. I had this at the Winter Palace in St. Petersburg with the Czar Nicholas the Second. [as DM comes out of bathroom] For a small man, he had great stamina. 4 [samples the sauce] Mm, it may have tasted better then. What are you doing? You're all dressed up.

DM - What?

Amanda - Well, I thought we'd have dinner in bed...

DM - Dinner?

Amanda - Yeah.

DM - Oh.

Amanda - You know, food, eat. [as he goes over to the pot and sniffs it] But not that.

[Car honks outside.]

DM - It's seven o'clock.

Amanda - Yeah.

DM - Why don't you go ahead without me. I'll be right back.

Amanda - By myself? Listen, I know the Stroganoff isn't any good, but we could have Italian or Chinese.

DM - Anything, but I'll be right back.

Amanda - Okay.

[DM reaches for elevator gate as Amanda turns back toward stove. As he lowers the gate and starts the elevator, she makes a face at the pot of Stroganoff & carries it over to counter. 5]


Dojo 0

[DM exits elevator, senses 'buzz'. Kit sneezes, enters dojo.]

DM - Kit. Hi.

Kit - My God, MacLeod. This is where you live? No wonder you're working on that house.

DM - No. Actually, I live upstairs.

Kit - Oh, that's quite nice.

DM - Yeah, it is. [blocks Kit's path to the elevator] No, you don't want to go up there right now.

Kit - I don't want to go up there?

DM - No. There's nothing to see. It's a mess.

Kit - A mess.

DM - Yeah.

Kit - Well, fine. We'll go out.

DM - Uh, Kit, um, about that dinner... Can we just put it off for now?

Kit - Mac, this is very important.

DM - I know. I know it is. It's just that, uh -- not right now. Tomorrow morning is-- Now's not a good time.

Kit - Why? Ahh. There's a lady upstairs, isn't there?

DM - Uh-- [shrugs]

Kit - Yeah. I got it. Introduce me.

DM - No, no.

Kit - Just introduce me.

DM - No, she's shy. S-she's really shy.

Kit - Oh, she's shy.

DM - Yeah.

Kit - Ohh. Okay. The picture's clear. Fine. Okay -- as long as you promise me tomorrow.

DM - Oh, promise.

Kit - Without fail?

DM - No, without fail.

Kit - I'm just thinking the last time I actually saw you with a lady. Do you remember that? [leans his sword cane against the wooden dummy, picks up wooden practice sword]

DM - No.

Kit - Sure you do. It was that thieving bitch, Amanda.

DM - Oh, Kit. I'm surprised you remember her.

Kit - Amanda? Oh, I remember her. Not a day goes by I don't think about Amanda.


Flashback - San Francisco, 1888 - Double Eagle Gambling Palace 4

Amanda - [with French accent] I cannot believe how much I'm winning. Is it not wonderful?

Kit - Wonderful. You're playing wonderfully.

DM - [unenthusiastic] Unbelievable.

Kit - [throws chips on the pot] There's a huge bet to you.

DM - Well, that's it. I'm out.

Amanda - [with French accent] Aww. But we are having so much fun.

DM - You're having fun. I'm losing.

Kit - Oh, there's a first time for everything, Mac. Don't feel too bad. Amanda, it's your bet.

Amanda - [with French accent] Oh, it, uh-- It's so confusing. [sets her cards down and 6 shoves half of her chips into the pot, pauses a moment, then shoves some more in]

DM - Are you sure you want to do that?

Amanda - [with French accent] Did I do something wrong?

Kit - No, no. Quite good. Bit of a raise there, Count.

Count - Not with this hand. Too rich for my blood.

Kit - Count's out. Banker's long gone. I'm still in, Mac's out. Just you and me, Amanda. Seems a slight raise in there. [tosses in some chips] And, uh, to make it interesting, I am going to raise you ten thousand dollars. [tosses in some more chips] With me on that?

Amanda - [with French accent] But this is all I have!

DM - Oh, this is poker, Amanda. You have to see him or you're out.

[Amanda puts her last stack of chips in.]

Kit - That-a-girl. All right. [prepares to reveal his hand]

Amanda - [with French accent, to DM] Now, um, can I raise him again?

Count - What?

DM - You don't have any money left.

Amanda - [takes off her diamond earrings] [with French accent] These are worth twenty-five thousand. [throws them on the pot] A prince gave them to me.

Kit - [examines an earring] A prince?

Amanda - Oui.

Kit - A piker. Maybe -- maybe on a good day... I'm sorry, madam. Five thousand dollars... on a good day.

Count - You throw in that dress, and I'll stake you the rest.

Amanda - [with French accent] Monsieur, this dress does not come off... for less than a million.

Kit - [as Count coughs] Too rich for your blood there, Count?

Spectator - Touché, my friend.

Amanda - [removes her diamond necklace] [with French accent] But, I will add this. This is worth forty thousand. [tosses it onto the pot]

Man - [as spectators gather] Come over here. You've got to see this.

DM - [sighs] You asked her to play. [Kit examines the necklace.]

Amanda - [with French accent] What is the matter, Monsieur? Are you afraid of a little risk?

<Kit - A little "wisk"? No. Could I have the top card in the shoe, please? Could I please borrow your pen, Michael? [takes pen from the banker] Thank you very much. I hope you'll accept my I.O.U. on this card. [writes on card] Let this represent the deed to the Double Eagle Saloon. CUT

[Spectators gasp and comment.]

Count - [chuckles] Bravo, Monsieur.

Kit - Will you accept that? I'm a single proprietor.

DM - Kit, hold on. Just one second.

Kit - No, no.

DM - This is going too far, Kit.

Kit - This is fine. I live for games like this! This is the best game since I came into San Francisco. Thank you, madam. You accept? [holds up the I.O.U.]

Amanda - Oui, monsieur.

Kit - [puts the card on the pot] The pot's ripe. Remember I mentioned that a full house is a very good hand? That's three of one kind... [lays down three kings] and two of another. [lays down pair of tens]

Count - [clapping] Ohh, bravo. Bravo. [Spectators clap.]

Kit - [modest] Don't.>

Amanda - [with French accent] But all I have are two pairs... [lays down pair of queens]

Kit - That's not very good.

Amanda - [throws down two more cards] Of queens.

Kit - [as spectators react] That's not possible.

Amanda - [with French accent] Ahh. You're too kind. [reaches for the I.O.U. card] I think this calls for a celebration. [pulls card from Kit's grasp, drops the French accent] Gentlemen, drinks are on me. [stands, addresses spectators] Welcome. Welcome to the Double Eagle. I'm Amanda, your new host. CUT


Dojo 0

(resume previous scene)

Kit - Not a day goes by I don't think about Amanda... [whirls around, hits wooden dummy with practice sword, breaking the sword] ...dead. God, Mac. It's so good seeing you.

DM - Oh, it's good seeing you, too.

Kit - Sorry about your stick. [hands broken sword to DM]

DM - Oh, no problem.

Kit - It's embarrassing for me. [leaves]


Loft above dojo, next morning 0


<[DM is rattling around in the kitchen while Amanda sits at the bar reading a newspaper. He carries the coffee pot to the fridge, sets it inside. Amanda looks up from newspaper, watches as he takes carton of orange juice out of fridge, instead. He carries the orange juice over to the island where Amanda is sitting. Amanda gives him a look.]

DM - [looks down at the orange juice carton] Oh. Oh. Left the coffee in the fridge. [rescues the carafe from the fridge]> A

Amanda - Is there something wrong?

DM - Wrong? Why? What could be wrong?

Amanda - I dunno. You just seem a little distracted.

DM - Ohh. [kisses her cheek]

Amanda - If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were hiding something.

DM - [chuckles] What would I have to hide?

Amanda - Nothing. I'm sorry. I forgot who I was talking to. [sidles up beside him]

DM - Mm.

Amanda - You forgive me? Huh? [kisses him, both sense 'buzz' and pull apart] Expecting someone?

DM - Richie. Must be Richie. [thinks fast] You want to hear a lecture? [pulls Amanda away from the kitchen]

Amanda - What?

DM - At the university. I teach. Did I tell you I teach? [grabs her coat from the coat tree, helps her into it] They're doing St. Thomas Aquinas. Universals, the nature of truth... it's right up your alley. [grabs his own coat, pulls her toward side door]

Amanda - Uh, what's wrong with the elevator?

DM - Broken. I've been having trouble with it lately. [Elevator starts up.] Well, there you go. On, off. I'd better get it seen to.

Amanda - Forget Aquinas. I haven't seen Richie in ages.

DM - It's the same old Richie. Nothing's new. If we hurry we can still make it.

Amanda - I don't want to go to a lecture. I want to see who's coming up this elevator. [crosses her arms, not budging]

DM - [as RR lifts elevator grate] Richie! It's Richie.

RR - It's me. Hey, Amanda! How are you?

Amanda - Hi, Richie. I'm fine.

DM - It's great to see you, Rich.

RR - It's good to see you, too, Mac.

DM - Yeah. You look great.

RR - Oh, thanks. You, too.

DM - [to Amanda] Looks great, doesn't he?

Amanda - Yeah.

RR - [to DM] You look pretty good, too.


Conway Greens Racetrack 6

Kit - [watching horse being ridden past on track] Wow. Look at her fight. Oh, look at her fight all the way down. She's got spirit. She's got a late move. She's got heart, huh?

Rainey - She's a winner, Mr. O'Brady.

Kit - I knew it as soon as I heard her name... "Double Eagle." 7 Let's do the deal. I'm ready. Give me the paper. I'll sign it.

Rainey - There's just one problem.

Kit - Problem?

Rainey - I got an offer for one twenty.

Kit - But you told me sixty-five thousand dollars, I could have this horse. What are you doing to me here?

Rainey - What I said was I thought she'd sell in the neighborhood of sixty-five thousand. CUT Neighborhood changed.

Kit - Look, Lee. [grabs his lapel] Look, I've got to have this horse. [lets go] Excuse me. This horse is mine.

Rainey - Passion. That's good in a horseman. I like you, Kit. CUT Tell you what I'll do. You just match the offer -- the horse is yours. 8

Kit - Hundred and twenty.

Rainey - One twenty. [walks off]


Loft above dojo 0

DM - [answers kitchen phone] MacLeod.

Kit - [on phone] Hey, Mac. [into cell phone, at racetrack] It's Kit. Can you come meet me? I'm down at the track. 6

DM - [into phone] Uh... yeah, sure. Uh, at the university commons. [waves awkwardly at Amanda & RR, who are watching him]

Kit - [into phone] MacLeod, the racetrack. Conway Greens. Look, forget it. 6 [on phone] I'll come up there.

DM - [into phone, quietly] No, no, no, no. Don't do that. Uh, it won't be necessary. [louder] I'll be right there. [hangs up, sighs] Emergency.

Amanda - [to RR] Emergency? [RR shrugs.] What kind of an emergency can a school have?

DM - What? It happens. Listen, why don't you hang around with Richie for a while? I'm sure you guys have got a lot to talk about.

Amanda - With Richie?

DM - Well, why not? You haven't seen him in a long time. Listen, I'll be back as soon as I can. [sits her down in a chair, kisses her, pulls RR aside] Don't let her follow me.

RR - [as Amanda tries to eavesdrop] Where are you going? [as DM enters elevator] What's at the track?

DM - Never mind. Just keep her here. [leaves]

RR - So, um, Amanda! [Amanda smiles.] Amanda, what's new?

Amanda - It's funny you should ask, because that's exactly what I was going to ask you.


Conway Greens Racetrack 6

[Close on Double Eagle being ridden around track. 9 Longer shot of horse running along track.]

DM - [standing at fence, watching horse being ridden] Double Eagle? You've got to be kidding me.

Kit - Oh, this horse is meant for me. Look at the way she fights that lad. This is like fate, MacLeod.

DM - Yeah. It's coincidence. Nobody buys a horse on a name.

Kit - It's more than just that. This is a blue-chip investment. This is a two-year-old filly. You see the moves she made at the three-eighths pole?

DM - Yeah, I saw.

Kit - See this late kick?

DM - Yes. Is this why you brought me here?

Kit - No. Come on, MacLeod. You've always been an astounding judge of horse flesh, and I value your opinion.

DM - Yeah, well, my opinion is, she can run.

Kit - So you think it's a good deal?

DM - Well, if you're in the market for a racehorse, yeah.

Kit - Which we are. [DM reacts.] Come on, what's the matter. Go take a closer look at her. This won't take long. Come on, come on.


Loft above dojo 0

Amanda - Richard.

RR - Amanda.

Amanda - You look different. [circles him] I think it's your shoulders. They seem much bigger than the last time I saw you. [removes his jacket] Have you been working out?

RR - No, not especially.

Amanda - [caresses his shoulders] Ohh, I think you have, because they feel much, much bigger. Mm. You're very tight, though. [massages his shoulders] Does that feel good?

RR - Yeah, it does, actually.

Amanda - So what's she like?

RR - Who?

Amanda - The one that MacLeod's seeing.

RR - [shrugs her off] Come on, Amanda. Macleod is not seeing anyone.

Amanda - Well, then why did he go to church? [circles him again]

RR - He didn't go to church. He went to school. He's like some kind of visiting professor.

Amanda - Visiting who?

RR - [distracted] Where?

Amanda - At the airport? [continues to circle him, running her hands over him]

RR - It's not an airport. It's a school. It's like a university.

Amanda - [runs her hands through his hair] Mm. I really like your hair like this... Is she pretty?

RR - Who?

Amanda - The one MacLeod's seeing.

RR - No.

Amanda - She's ugly.

RR - Yes... No! Look, I told you, Amanda, he is not seeing anyone!

Amanda - Where?

RR - At the airport -- I mean the school. [Amanda kisses him.] I mean-- [pulls away] Look, Amanda, he's not seeing anyone.

Amanda - [still right against him] Where? At the airport?

RR - No, at the racetrack. I mean the school! Amanda!

Amanda - Thanks, Richie. You're the best. [kisses him, enters elevator]

RR - Amanda, please. He's going to kill me.

Amanda - I know. [closes grate] Bye-bye.


Conway Greens Racetrack - near paddocks 6

Kit - Ohh, this one's nice. MacLeod, come on. Have you ever seen a filly with such promise as this one?

DM - Well, she's got great conformation.

Kit - Great conformation.

DM - She's real clean. Straight-legged, not behind at the knee.

Kit - Yeah. She's perfect. This is my Double Eagle, MacLeod. I can feel it in my gut. If I can get this horse, I can end this hundred-and-seven-year losing streak I've been on since that bitch Amanda put me there.

DM - Oh, come on, Kit. You can't blame all your bad luck on Amanda.

Kit - Oh, no?

DM - No.

Kit - Okay, after... after she took my saloon from me, I won a ticket to Alaska in a crap game.

DM - Well, there. You see? You won a ticket.

Kit - The steamer sank off of Portland with all hands.

DM - Oh.

Kit - Okay. Tell me about bad luck, please.

DM - But, Kit, if you got to know her, you might even get to like her.

Kit - Oh, you think so?

DM - Oh, yeah. CUT


Flashback - San Francisco, 1888 - Double Eagle Gambling Palace 4


Amanda - Ah, yes. Poor Kit. You know, I think we should get lots of women in here. Lots of wealthy, wealthy women.

DM - Ama-- [Both sense 'buzz'. Kit enters, sneezes. He's been drinking.] Oh, Kit. I was worried about you.

Kit - No need to worry about me, my good friend, MacLeod. I've been very busy the last few days. I've had to put together all the money that I have, plus quite a lot that I didn't.

Amanda - Well, Kit, you are welcome to come here any time you want to gamble.

Kit - Gamble? What are you talking about, you stupid woman? I've come back to buy my casino back that you took from me!

Amanda - Then I'm afraid you've wasted your time, Mr. O'Brady, because it's not for sale.

Kit - What are you talking about? I've amassed a fortune in this case! What are you going to tell me this place is not for sale?

Amanda - I mean I like it, and it's not for sale.

Kit - [grabs her arm] You don't seem to understand. The Double Eagle is my place. I built it from nothing. The Double Eagle is my life!

Amanda - Well, it's my life now, and it's not for sale. And don't ever touch me again. [pulls her arm away]

DM - I'll talk to her, Kit. I'll talk to her.

Kit - No thieving French harlot with a coiffure is going to steal my place from me and get away with it!

Amanda - [backhands Kit, ends up hitting DM, too] I'm not French!

Kit - Yeah, but you cheated.

DM - No one cheated. [pointedly to Amanda] Did you.

Amanda - No!

DM - [to Kit] No!

Kit - Yeah, well, Kit O'Brady doesn't lose games like that in the Double Eagle with my coin there! [points behind him toward the bar]

Amanda - You know, it's funny, but I never liked that name -- the "Double Eagle". I've changed it... to the "Queen of Spades".

Kit - [turns, sees new 'Queen of Spades Casino' sign, walks toward bar] Winston, my good man.

Winston - Yes, sir.

Kit - Would you be so good as to retreive my coin from its place there?

Amanda - Winston. Uh, Winston. Winston, leave it.

Kit - Go ahead, Winston. It's all right.

Amanda - I said leave it.

Kit - Winston, please, give me the coin. Get it.

Amanda - Leave it.

Kit - Get it.

Amanda - Leave it!

DM - Amanda!

Amanda - I won this place lock, stock and barrel... coin included.

Kit - That is my lucky piece and I am not leaving without it!

Amanda - Would you please show this gentleman to the street?

DM - [as employee approaches] That will not be necessary.

Kit - It's my lucky piece.

DM - It's his lucky piece.

Amanda - Oh, boo-hoo.

Kit - That's it. MacLeod, thanks so very much for your effort. Winston, I don't know what to say to you.

Winston - Sorry, sir.

[Kit sniffs, walks stiffly out, escorted by the employee.]

DM - Amanda, why did you have to do that?

Amanda - He called me a cheat. Besides, he's going to be fine. [Outside the casino entrance, Kit falls down the stairs.] Eventually.

DM - Eventually.


Establishing shot: Racetrack - horses racing 6

Conway Greens Racetrack - near paddocks 6

Kit - What else would you call her? So don't you agree? Isn't this filly worth it?

DM - How much do they want for the horse?

Kit - Well, 10 it's not bad, actually. What would you say if I told you a hundred and twenty thousand? [Both sense 'buzz'.]

DM - That seems about right.

<Kit - [sneezes] Every damn time.> CUT

DM - [stops Kit from going in search of the new Immortal] No. That'll be Richie. He's a friend of mine. I asked him to meeet me down here.

Kit - Okay. I'm coming.

DM - No, no, no. Don't do that. Uh, I'll be right back. You wouldn't want to lose that deal, right?

Kit - No, no no. Okay. So I'll wait right here?

DM - Yeah. I'll be right back.

Kit - Okay.

DM - Okay.


Conway Greens Racetrack - near stands 6

DM - What are you doing here?

RR - Amanda found out where you were.

DM - What do you mean she found out?

RR - Well, I didn't mean to tell her, Mac, but she started talking, and doing things, and well, I didn't stand a chance.

DM - You wouldn't be the first. We can't let her find him.

RR - Find who? [Both sense 'buzz' as Kit approaches.]

DM - Kit.

Kit - There you are.

DM - How's the deal going?

Kit - Well, we're ready to sign, but I need you. There's a couple of points we have to go over with the trainer.

DM - Uh, well, I tell you what... Um, uh, this is Richie. He handles most of my financial affairs. Kit, Richie. Richie, Kit.

Kit - [shakes RR's hand] How do you do?

DM - Um, he does this thing all the time. [whispers in RR's ear] Just do it. Keep him happy. [to Kit] I'll be back in a moment. All right? [starts up the stairs into the stands]

RR - Um, M-Mac? [nods his head the other direction]

DM - [clears his throat] Oh, yeah. I'll be back. [goes the other direction]

Kit - [as Mac runs off] Mac?

RR - So, uh...

Kit - Oh, yes.

RR - Now what?

Kit - Well, Richie, there's a few things about buying a thoroughbred racehorse--

DM - [rounds a corner away from them, senses 'buzz', finds Amanda] Amanda.

Amanda - MacLeod.

DM - What a surprise.

Amanda - Ah. I'll bet it is.

[DM smiles nervously. B]


Conway Greens Racetrack - near paddocks 6

Amanda - You know, I'm not a fool. You could have just told me.

DM - I thought it was better that you didn't know.

Amanda - You tried. 11 Just tell me who she is.

DM - She who?

Amanda - Would you just stop it? Tell me what you see in her.

DM - All right. Beautiful brown eyes. Amazing legs.

Amanda - [hurt] Better than mine?

DM - Well, what can I say? She has a powerful chest, endless stamina. [enjoying this now] Doesn't let up in the final stretch... [Amanda slaps his shoulder.] Ow!

Amanda - MacLeod!

DM - [points to Double Eagle] ...and four great feet.

Amanda - A horse? You're here about a horse? What -- Why didn't you just tell me?

DM - Uh, well, you know...

RR - [comes up behind them] I did it, Mac. Yes! I closed the deal.

DM - What deal?

RR - You know... to buy the horse.

Amanda - [excited] For me? Ohh! [kisses him] It's just what I've always wanted! [kisses him again] Mmmm. You shouldn't have, though. [runs off to examine the horse]

DM - Tell me about it. [gives RR a look]

<Amanda - Pretty. Hello. [rubs horse's nose] She's beautiful.

DM - I'll be back in a minute. [pulls RR away] Where's Kit?

RR - He's up at the racing office registering the horse.> CUT I don't know how you do it, Mac.

DM - Do what?

RR - If I just took a sixty thousand dollar hit, I'd want to kill somebody.

DM - Don't tempt me.

RR - [chuckles] You're joking, right? I'm sorry. I thought you really wanted me to buy half the horse.

DM - It's all right. I know. I have to find some way to stop these guys from killing each other.

RR - Maybe you could reason with them. [DM fake-laughs at suggestion.] Okay, maybe not. 12 I mean, Mac, at this point it is going to be very difficult to keep these two apart. Especially now that they both own the horse together. CUT

DM - Thank you, master of the bloody obvious,

RR - I'm sorry. I'm just trying to help. So what are you going to do?

DM - I'm working on it. [Kit sneezes twice as they sense his 'buzz'.]

Kit - <That accounts for it. There's two of you.> CUT So how's my favorite partner in the world?

DM - Oh, great. Just great. Doing great.

Kit - You just made the deal of a lifetime... the deal of twelve lifetimes, in your case. You know what I just did? I just put the horse in the big race tomorrow. That means in one day this man makes back his investment.

RR - There you go.

Kit - [as DM smiles weakly] Now see, most people I know are happy when events like this happen.

DM - Oh, no, I'm happy. I'm happy.

Kit - Oh, good, 'cause I am, too. And I'm feeling lucky. Are you?

DM - Definitely.

Kit - Well, let's go see her. Come on.

RR - Uh, who?

Kit - Her. The... Double Eagle.

DM - Oh, you can't do that.

RR - No, no, no, no.

Kit - Why can't we go and see her?

RR - Because, uh, we've got to... celebrate.

DM - Yeah! Caviar.

RR - Champagne.

Kit - Okay, I'm in! And it's on me!

DM - No, no. On me.

Kit - No! Okay. I'll tell you what. I'll flip you for it. [pulls out a coin]

<DM - [grabs coin from him] Uh, let me do it.

Kit - W-why?

DM - Just because.

Kit - Okay, yeah. Go ahead. [DM flips coin.] What's the choices?

DM - Uh, heads or tails. [cups coin on edge on the back of his hand, so it can fall either direction]

Kit - Mm. Heads.

DM - [drops coin flat] I lost.

Kit - You lose.

RR - [to Kit] You win.

Kit - I win. I win! Oh, that sounds so good.

DM - Been a long time. [leads Kit into building, gives RR a look over his shoulder]

Kit - Where are you going, Richie?

RR - I'll see you guys later. I'm going to go do that, uh, other thing.

Kit - What thing?

RR - Bye. [leaves]

DM - Champagne, caviar. It'll be great, huh?


Establishing shot: Dojo 5

Loft above dojo, night 0

DM - Amanda, you know, you don't have to do this.

Amanda - [giving DM a massage on the couch] Oh, no, I want to. It's the least I can do after the way I acted today.

DM - Mm-hmm.

Amanda - It's weird, though, isn't it?

DM - What is?> CUT

Amanda - The horse. The Double Eagle.

DM - Hmm?

Amanda - Reminds me of that Kit O'Brady.

DM - Really, Amanda, you don't still remember him.

Amanda - You don't forget the black plague.

DM - [turns over to face her] After all these years? How long can you stay mad at someone? [kisses her]

Amanda - Oh, just until hell freezes over.


Flashback - San Francisco, 1888 - Queen of Spades Gambling Palace, a week after the game 4

[Chorus girls on stage finish performing a song.]

<Count - You're doing very well with your winnings, mademoiselle. CUT

Amanda - [to waiter] A brandy for the count, Henri, a double, and make sure it's Napoleon.

Henri - Very well, merci. [leaves to fill her order]

[Amanda sits Count at table, nods to two casino girls to join him.] 13>

Amanda - [approaches DM] So what do you think? Is it me?

DM - Well, you've definitely put your stamp on it, and they seem to love it.

Amanda - Oh, so do I. For the first time, I've made something I can be proud of.

DM - Amanda, you won it in a card game.

Amanda - That's not the point. The point is, this is me. I'm truly happy here, you know?

DM - Then I'm happy for you.

Amanda - Are you really? I think we would be even happier in my hotel room. Hmm?

[They walk away, past upright roulette wheel. Camera pulls in close on spinning wheel.]


Flashback - San Francisco, 1888 - hotel room, night 0

Amanda - [squeals, laughs] Where'd you learn that?

DM - [pops out from under sheet, blows feather out of his mouth] You taught me. [both laugh] You feel good?

Amanda - Yeah. Wonderful. [pause] Wait a minute. I didn't teach you that.

DM - [twirls blue feathers in his hands] Oh, of course you did.

Amanda - No. Must have been someone else.

DM - No, I remember it.

Amanda - Oh, yeah?

DM - Yeah. Like it was yesterday.

Amanda - Uh-huh. Then where were we?

DM - We were in Budapest.

Amanda - No.

DM - Constantinople. [dives back under the sheet]

Amanda - Oh, yeah! [laughs] That business with the sultan. 14

[Amanda giggles at DM's actions under the sheet.]

DM - [comes out from under the sheet with feather in his mouth] Mmm!

Amanda - Would you stop it?

DM - Comfortable? [snuggles close]

Amanda - Yes.

DM - Happy?

Amanda - [sighs] In heaven.

DM - Feeling forgiving?

Amanda - What are you talking about?

DM - It's Kit. He hasn't been the same since the other night.

Amanda - Well, I told him he could come to the Queen of Spades any time he wants.

DM - [sighs] But he always loses.

Amanda - Well, that's because that's what he is. What do you want me to do... rig the tables?

DM - It's a thought.

Amanda - [clicks her tongue] MacLeod.

DM - Amanda, give him back his lucky piece. He feels lost without it. Hm?

Amanda - Oh, hell, I only kept it because he called me a cheat. All he has to do is ask.

DM - Well, he's too proud, and I'm asking.

Amanda - All right. If he wants it so badly, I'll give it to him.

DM - Oh, I always knew you were a kind and loving soul. [kisses her]

Amanda - Ohh. Then reward me.

DM - Mmm. [kisses her again]

[Bells begin clanging outside and someone knocks on their door.]

Winston - [through door] M-Miss Amanda! You have to come quick!

Amanda - Oh, where's the fire, Winston?

Winston - [through door] It's the Queen of Spades! She's burning down!


Flashback - San Francisco, 1888 - Queen of Spades Gambling Palace, next morning 2

<Firemen - [in background, whistle] Hey. Keep, uh, keep water on that spot right there, all right? [Camera pans back from fire-damaged Queen of Spades sign to Winston standing in the smoldering wreckage. He picks up a chair and carries it off.] {How's that?} Right there. Okay. [Camera pans toward old-fashioned fire engine.] Think that's salvageable? Nah. [Camera pans past fire-engine.] Not much left. Such a terrible waste. 15 {??} drop the pressure down.> CUT

DM - [standing with Amanda in the charred ruins of the building] Amanda, I'm sorry. We've done all we could. It's time to go.

Amanda - Where to? This-- This was my home... this was... [sighs] You don't understand, this was ME. This-- I was like a queen here.

DM - In time, you'll find somewhere else.

Amanda - No, no. This was it. This was my dream, MacLeod, and that bastard O'Brady burned it down.

DM - Amanda, you can't be certain of that.

Amanda - Who else?! The next time I see him, he is a dead man. [throws Kit's lucky coin into the sewer drain]


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DM - It's been a long time, Amanda. Don't you think it's time to forgive and forget?

Amanda - Macleod, I can't forget. And I will never, ever, forgive him. End of story. <Now, are you sure you want to go out, because I have this great lasagna recipe I want to try.> CUT

DM - Um-- [Both sense 'buzz' as elevator approaches.] That must be Richie.

RR - [enters from side door, hangs up jacket] Somebody call me?

[Elevator arrives, and Kit lifts the gate. Kit and Amanda stare at each other for a beat.]


Amanda - You snake! You two-bit chiseler.

DM - [tries to get between them] Amanda, come on.

Kit - You thieving French whore!

DM - Kit--

Amanda - I told you I'm not French.

Kit - You stole everything I loved!

DM - Can we talk about this?

Amanda - We are talking!

Kit - Just butt out of this, MacLeod. Oh, here. Brought you this. [hands DM a bottle of wine, turns back to Amanda] It's bad enough you cheated me out of the Double Eagle...

Amanda - Queen of Spades, and I won it!

Kit - But what kind of a person steals a man's lucky piece?

Amanda - Ha! I didn't steal it... I threw it in the sewer.

Kit - You threw it away?

Amanda - Yeah.

Kit - In a sewer?

Amanda - Yeah. Some rat's got it, and he's probably winning.

<[Richie laughs. All three turn and look at him. He stops laughing, clears his throat.]> CUT

Kit - Well, that's it, MacLeod. You better get yourself a new woman, MacLeod, because this one's gone.

Amanda - Oh, yeah?

DM - Quiet.

Kit - Yeah!

DM - Shut up. Shut up! Shut up!

Kit - And you-- [starts to pull the sword from his cane]

DM - [yells] Quiet! [Both stop.] Now, can't we just discuss this like reasonable people?

Amanda & Kit - [look at each other, then at DM] No!

DM - Just checking. [to Amanda, pushing her away from Kit] You asked for this. Will you be quiet and let me deal with this?

Kit - All right, come on. [DM turns and hits him, knocking him unconscious. RR catches him under the arms as he falls backwards.]

Amanda - Thanks, MacLeod. Hold him while I get my sword. [As she runs across the room, RR drapes Kit over DM's shoulder.]

DM - Stall her.

Amanda - [runs toward them with her sword] MacLeod!

<RR - CUT By killing her?>

DM - [enters elevator, carrying Kit] Preferably.

RR - Amanda! [stops Amanda as DM closes elevator grate]

Amanda - Where are you going, MacLeod? He's mine! [RR wraps his arms around her & pulls her away from the elevator.] Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

RR - This is for your own good.

Amanda - [plaintively] Ow, you're hurting me.

RR - [lets her go] What? What'd I do?

Amanda - [rubs her arm] Wow. You really have been working out.

RR - Oh, thanks.

Amanda - You're welcome. [punches him on the jaw, runs for the side door]


Empty dojo 0


<DM - [opens elevator grate as Kit rubs his jaw] Sorry, but what did do you want me to do?

Kit - Nice try, MacLeod, but it's not going to work. [Macleod scoffs.] You can't keep us apart forever.

DM - Yeah, but I've been trying. What--

Kit - And when I get to her, I'm going to take her head clean off.

Amanda - [enters from side door] Leave him. He's mine.

DM - No. No, not here!

Kit - This is not Holy Ground, MacLeod.>

DM - No, it's my home. What do you want me to do, watch you two kill each other? [Kit & Amanda circle each other around DM.]

Kit - Well, then I suggest you go over there and don't look then.

Amanda - Yeah.

DM - Okay. Fine. Go ahead. Kill each other! [as Kit draws his sword] Seems like a bad time to do it now... [Kit & Amanda cross sword blades.] Now that you're partners.

Amanda - [eyeing Kit warily] Partners?

Kit - [eyeing Amanda warily] What did he say?

DM - [standing over by the wooden dummy] Yeah. The horse. Double Eagle.

Kit - [lowers his sword, turns to face MacLeod] You're not serious.

DM - Well... I gave my half to Amanda.

Kit - What?

Amanda - [points her sword at Kit] I'm partners with that?

Kit - I can't work with her!

DM - Well, what do you want me to do? [to Amanda] Be a shame for you not to see her run. <[to Kit] CUT Or for you not to see her win, but go ahead.>

[Amanda & Kit cross blades again, then lower them.]

Kit - Fine.

Amanda - [to DM] Okay. Just this once. Just for you.

Kit - All right. The horse Double Eagle runs in the feature race at Conway Greens tomorrow, right? After that...

Amanda - One of us is dead.

Kit - And the survivor keeps the horse.

<Amanda - Fine.

Kit - I want that stipulated.

Amanda - Fine!

Kit - Fine.> CUT

[They walk away from each other -- Kit toward the exit, Amanda toward the elevator. RR walks over to DM from the side door.]

DM - At least I bought us a day. C

RR - And then what?

DM - I don't know. Got any ideas?

RR - Yeah, one. Let 'em kill each other.

DM - [pretends to consider] Mm. 16


Conway Greens Racetrack 6


<[People walk past benches in front of racetrack stands.]

Male Announcer - [over P.A.] It's now post time, ladies and gentlemen. [Camera cuts to shots of people sitting in the stands, on benches, walking around.] Post time for the featured fifth race here at Conway Green. It's the Fairwind Handicap for fillies and mares, three-year-olds and up. 17 The horses will be at the post in approximately one minute. [Cut to Amanda, sitting in stands, looking through binoculars.] Please make your wagers as early as possible. {??}>

Kit - [walks to chairs in stands where Amanda sits looking at the crowds through binoculars, sits down beside her] I don't want you to feel too excited about anything that may happen this afternoon, because the feelings will be strictly temporary.

Amanda - Yeah. You'd better enjoy her run, because, uh, the first thing I'm going to do when I take your head is change her name... to Queen of Spades. CUT

<Kit - How original.

Male Announcer - [over P.A.] The horses are {coming to the} starting gate. Now the horses are at the post for the Fairwind Handicap. They're all standing well.

Kit - Incidentally, we're the seven horse.

Amanda - I know.

Male Announcer - [over P.A.] Double Eagle now a little fractious. Waiting on the break. [Starting bell rings.] And they're off and running! They've all come away-- {??}

Kit - Oh, she broke out beautiful. Beautiful. Starts really good from the gate. She dances so nice and smooth. Look at her go. Look at her. The prize is twelve to one. Twelve to one.

Male Announcer - [at same time, over P.A.] Down past the stands and Rockaway on the inside D and Double Eagle on the outside. Now, as they go into the turn, it's Rockaway with a short lead.

Kit - Come on. Just hold onto her.

Amanda - Come on.

Kit - Nice and easy. Easy. Just sitting perfect.

Male Announcer - [over P.A.] {??}

Amanda - Come on. Come on.

Kit - He's sitting perfect with her.

Male Announcer - [over P.A.] {--and well away. They're now at an eight of a mile to go and trouble on the inside. Rockaway has a short lead.

Kit - Oh, she's really got some motion! Go! Come on, now, on the outside! On the inside!

Male Announcer - [over P.A.] {??} on the outside. Down the lane they come now.

Kit - On the outside! On the outside!

Male Announcer - [over P.A.] Rockaway on the inside.

Amanda - Go! Go!

Male Announcer - [over P.A.] Double Eagle on the outside, still matching strides. They're going along head and head. Double Eagle now on the outside. {??} inside.

Kit - Go!

Amanda - Get him! Go!

Male Announcer - [over P.A.] It's going to be Double Eagle in the Fairway Handicap. {?? well run.}

Amanda - Yes! Yes!

[Both scream, hug each other in joy, then quickly become sober and let go as they realize what they are doing.]

Amanda - [recovers, laughs again at the win] Ah. Get out of my way. [pushes past Kit and goes up the stairway]

Kit - We're getting our pictures taken... down there. [points toward the track]>


Loft above dojo 0

DM - [on the phone in the kitchen, pacing] I know how many of them there are, but I need it now! It has to be there somewhere...


Conway Greens Racetrack 6

[In the empty racetrack stands, Kit and Amanda approach each other.]

DM - [on phone] As a matter of fact it IS a matter of life and death...


Loft above dojo 0

(resume previous scene)

DM - [into phone] Well, if you do find it, you can fax it to me -- or send it carrier pigeon if you have to, but I have to have it here.


Conway Greens Racetrack 6

(resume previous scene)

Amanda - I waited too long for this.

Kit - Now, is that supposed to be my fault? I've been around.

Amanda - Where? Out shedding your skin?


<Loft above dojo 0 CUT

(resume previous scene)

DM - [into phone] No. I'll wait. I'll wait. [continues pacing]>


Conway Greens Racetrack 6

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Kit - You know, I've never actually enjoyed killing anyone. [draws the sword from his cane] This is going to be a first for me.

Amanda - Stop talking, and start fighting.


<Loft above dojo 0 CUT

(resume previous scene)

[DM continues pacing.]>


Conway Greens Racetrack 6

(resume previous scene)

Kit - Ladies first.

Amanda - Don't tell me what to do. I was taking heads before you were in diapers.



<Loft above dojo 0 CUT

(resume previous scene)

DM - [sharpyly, into phone] You got it?>


Conway Greens Racetrack 6

(resume previous scene)

Kit - [sneezes as DM approaches] MacLeod, where have you been? You missed an incredible race.

Amanda - Yeah, but you're in time for a good Quickening.

Kit - Oh, yeah. That's right.

DM - You'll want to read this first. [approaches, holds out a piece of paper]

Amanda - [impatient] What is it?

DM - Kit couldn't have done it.

Kit - [as Amanda takes the paper] Done what?

DM - Read the lead story.

[Fax copy of newspaper with article circled in red ink:


Amanda - "Missing and presumed dead"? Come on, MacLeod. You're making this up.

Kit - Excuse me. Can I just take a quick look? [takes paper from Amanda]

DM - Kit couldn't have burned down the saloon. He was in the middle of the ocean at the time.

Kit - Burnt down the saloon? Are you crazy? I'd burn down the Double Eagle?

Amanda - Queen of Spades. And what was I supposed to think? You're such a lousy loser.

Kit - Excuse me?

DM - Amanda...

Amanda - What?!

DM - What do you mean, "What"?

Amanda - [quietly] Maybe I was wrong.

Kit - Did she just say something, MacLeod?

DM - Sorry, I -- I didn't quite hear that.

Amanda - [sighs] I guess I owe you an apology.

DM - [to Kit] There.

Kit - Oh, an apology, is it? Well, I'm very sorry to inform you that you owe me a hell of a lot more than an apology.

Amanda - Huh. Fine. [raises her sword]

Kit - Fine is right. [raises his sword]

DM - Kit, how much did the horse pay?

Kit - Twelve to one. My last five grand. Oh, it was brilliant.

DM - Twelve to one. Mm. Twelve to one, that's--

Kit - [realizing] I won! She won! Double Eagle won!

DM - Yeah!

Amanda - WE won!

DM - [wraps his arm around them both] Yeah!


Establishing shot: Dojo, night 5

Loft above dojo, night 0

Amanda - CUT What makes you such an expert on horses, anyway?

Kit - Dealing with you! 18 There's nothing wrong with this trainer. The trainer's the best.

Amanda - Then maybe it's the jockey.

DM - [from the couch] Maybe it's the owners. Guys, this is not working.

Kit - What do you suggest, we cut this horse in half?

DM - [stands up] Let's make it interesting. [goes to cabinet]

Kit - All right. [turns to face DM, looks down, back up as Amanda crosses her arms next to him.]

DM - [reaches into drawer, E pulls deck of cards out of drawer, fans them] High card takes it. [sets the deck on the table]

Kit - [stares at the deck a moment] No problem. [turns to Amanda] All right?

Amanda - [shrugs in agreement] Mm-hm.

Kit - All right. Ladies first.

Amanda - Just do it.

Kit - No ladies here, I guess. [rubs his hand together, raps his knuckles against the deck, lifts the top card and shows it - Jack of Diamonds]

Amanda - [rubs her hands together, picks up a card, looks at it, then looks at Kit and slaps the card down on the table in defeat] She's yours.

Kit - Oh! Oh, he's back! I don't believe it! I knew it! I knew it! [hugs DM] I'd come back here, I'd get it back! Oh, this is-- [goes past Amanda, stops] Uh, no hard feelings, right?

Amanda - I'm sure the both of you will be very happy together. [shakes his hand]

Kit - We will. Thank you. Thank you. I'd stay and chat, MacLeod, but I'm on a roll.

DM - See you, Kit.

Kit - [grabs his overcoat and cane, goes to the elevator] See you, MacLeod. See you at the Kentucky Derby. [closes elevator grate, starts elevator]

Amanda - [watches him go, shakes her head F] Look, I'm sorry. I don't know what I was doing. It's -- That's your money. Forgive me?

DM - [looks at her card - the Queen of Spades] What do you think? [kisses her]


End of "Double Eagle"

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