Episode Transcripts


Episode 12: To Be

Written by David Tynan
Directed by Richard Martin
Aired: May 9, 1998
Transcript revised: 4-17-21


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Zzickle's Notes:

I don't own Highlander - if I did, I would've given Methos his own show! The contents of this transcript are taken directly from the episode (with the help of closed captions and the DVD script), to the best of my ability. Huge thanks to Andy Sloane and his exhaustive lists of Highlander shooting locations for assistance with my Locations List. If you have any other location-related questions, you can email him at [karateusa at hotmail dot com].

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Duncan MacLeod - Adrian Paul
              the Highlander

Amanda - Elizabeth Gracen
              an Immortal thief-->

Adam Pierson / Methos - Peter Wingfield
              5,000 y.o. Immortal

Joe Dawson - Jim Byrnes
              MacLeod's Watcher



Hugh Fitzcairn - Roger Daltrey
              deceased Immortal, Mac's friend

Liam O'Rourke - Martin McDougall
              Irish Immortal with a grudge

James Horton - Peter Hudson
              Watcher / head Hunter


Allan Grey - Thierry Langerak
              Amanda's husband

Terry Rafferty - Alexandre Zambeaux
              young Watcher

Tara - Kathleen McGoldrick
              O'Rourke's mortal wife, in FB

Tom - Olivier Vitran/Vitrant
              O'Rourke's henchman



Brian - ??
              O'Rourke's henchman

Georges - ??
              Amanda's lover

Tessa Noel - Alexandra Vandernoot
              in Tag

Locations List:*
1. Quay by barge (estab #1) - quay next to Pont de la Tournelle bridge [48.850529,2.354398]
2. Quay by barge / on barge - quay next to Pont de l'Archevêché bridge [48.851307,2.351766]
3. Quay by barge (estab #2) - Quai de la Gare/Pont de Bercy [48.837342,2.374312]
4. Le Blues Bar interior - Le Gibus, 18 Rue du Faubourg du Temple [48.868344,2.366186]
5. Light Horse Pub - The Soul Cat (formerly O'Sullivan's), 12 Avenue du Général Gallieni, Joinville-le-Pont [48.819922,2.475258]
6. Street near pub - unknown location
7. Pub interior just before explosion - Blarney Stone, 216 Carrall St, Vancouver [49.282778,-123.104132]
8. Explosion - unknown location, Vancouver
9. Pub on fire - unknown location, Vancouver
10. Bercy train depot (estab) - unknown location
11. Bercy train depot - unknown location
12. Amanda's chateau, bank vault - Le Palais Rose, 14 Rue Diderot, Le Vesinet [48.897244,2.126689]
13. Rural road - unknown location
14. Street near chateau - 53 Avenue du Grand Veneur, Le Vésinet [48.897967,2.124031]
15. Le Blues Bar exterior - La Flèche d'Or, 102 Bis Rue de Bagnolet [48.859367,2.403058]; alley near bar [48.859599,2.403138]
16. Street near apartment - Rue Galleron at Rue Pierre Bonnard [48.859212,2.404612]
17. Close-up on Horton - Rue l'Aude at Rue des Artistes [48.826525,2.334539]
18. Apartment - 21 Rue de Paris, Verrières-le-Buisson [48.738706,2.244181]
19. Basilique du Sacre Coeur - 1 Parvis du Sacré-Coeur [48.885681,2.343355]
* 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.) While official Eurominutes have not been confirmed for this episode, the following cuts *are* marked:

~Bolded - WGN* (1998) & SciFi (2000) - these are probably the official Eurominutes
~Bolded - SciFi (2000) only

* Special thanks to Debra Lindsay for the WGN tape.

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: Quay by barge 1

Inside barge 2

[The entire barge shakes like an earthquake. Stuff falls off shelves. A bare foot appears from behind a table. More stuff falls, breaks. The shaking stops. DM and Amanda rise up from behind table, out of breath and mostly undressed.]

Amanda - Not too shabby. Four hundred years old, and all the parts still work.

DM - What can I say? You bring out the best in me.

Amanda - Is that the "best", or the "beast"?

DM - [kisses her] It's good to see you.

Amanda - Yeah. So, um, anyone... special or new in your life?

DM - Nah. You?

Amanda - Oh, same old, same old. It's hard to find someone you, uh, click with.

DM - You feel comfortable with.

Amanda - Someone attractive. And decent. [DM gives her a look.] Well, basically decent.

DM - Yeah, who has a sense of adventure.

Amanda - But in life, or in bed?

DM - Absolutely.

[Both laugh.]

Amanda - Somebody who makes me laugh.

DM - Likes to travel.

Amanda - Uh, travel, travel. What time is it?

DM - Eleven thirty. Why?

Amanda - [groans] Oh, God!

DM - What are you doing?

Amanda - Oh, I'm getting dressed.

DM - Dressed? What for?

Amanda - Beats going naked to the airport.

DM - Airport?

Amanda - Yeah, you know -- where they keep the planes. I've got to catch a red-eye to Cairo.

DM - Cairo? What for?

Amanda - Um, I've got to see a man about a camel.

DM - Oh, Amanda--

Amanda - Look, I didn't have time to tell you. Besides, I just came by for a drink.

DM - Gives a whole new weight to the meaning "layover."

Amanda - Oh, baby, don't pout. I'll be back soon. [leaves barge]


Establishing shot: Quay by barge 3

Quay by barge 2

Amanda - [senses 'buzz' as man walks up behind her] MacLeod, I told you I have to go. [turns around]

O'Rourke - No, you don't. [grabs her arm]

Amanda - Ah, would you just-- Let's get this over with quickly, okay? I've got a plane to catch.

Tom - [as Brian grabs Amanda from behind] Not anymore.

O'Rourke - I'm about to make a slight adjustment to your itinerary.

Amanda - [to Brian] Hey, Kong, you really got that "walking upright" thing down, don't you? [Brian shakes her around a bit in response.]

O'Rourke - The lad's a bit touchy about his ancestry.

Amanda - [yells] MacLeod! [Inside barge, DM hears her yell. Brian drags her away.] Help!

Tom - The more you struggle, the more it's gonna hurt. Come on!

[O'Rourke leaves a cardboard drink coaster for 'THE LIGHT HORSE' with Amanda's sword on the quay for DM to find. DM runs out of barge, finds the coaster and sword, looks around.] 3

[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.




Inside Le Blues Bar 4

Joe - Now, wait a minute. You're tellin' me that this Chronicle is wrong, that it was Marcus Aedilies that took the head of Titus Marconus, and not Peter Gaicus?

Methos - 74 B.C. I had a tidy little sum wagered on Marconus too. Had my eyes on a little summer place outside Herculaneum.

Joe - Yeah, but why would his Watcher lie?

Methos - Oh, come on, Joe. You know how it is. You don't want to admit to your Watcher buddies that your guy's been whacked by some sniveling little weasel like Aedilies. So you make up a story that he's been aced by the greatest swordsman in Rome.

Joe - Nah, I don't know, man. I don't know.

Methos - Hey, you ask, I tell you. And, incidentally, it wasn't outside the Forum, either. It was, um, it was in the vomitorium.

Joe - In the vomitorium?

Methos - The place you went to vomit.

Joe - I mean, they actually did do that?

Methos - You eat a seventeen-course meal where the main garnish is honey-coated ants and peacock brains-- [Joe looks at him incredulously.] We ate, we drank, we vomited.

Joe - [shakes his head] But see, it doesn't say anything in this Chronicle about him dying in a vomitorium.

Methos - Well, is that how you'd want to go down in history? [senses 'buzz'] We're having company.

Joe - [as DM enters bar] Hey, Mac. What's up?

Methos - Or, should we say, who's up?

[DM tosses coaster on table.]

Joe - Liam O'Rourke.


Flashback - London, 1946 - inside Light Horse Pub 5

[Super: London, 1946]

O'Rourke - Now, I'm willing to overlook your working for their side, MacLeod.

DM - Their side? I thought it was our side.

O'Rourke - You know what I mean. The bloody English.

DM - I thought we were all fighting against the bloody Nazis.

O'Rourke - The enemy of my enemy is my friend. London needed a good kick in the arse.

DM - I don't believe I'm hearing this.

Tara - If the Nazis had taken England, they would have left Ireland in peace.

DM - Yes, and you would have been left in a slave labor camp, if you'd been lucky.

O'Rourke - Moot point, MacLeod. Now, we asked you here to join us against England.

DM - The answer's no.

Tara - And you a Scot. Have you forgotten Culloden?

DM - Don't even.

Tara - Don't what? Bring up the fact that the English butchered over two thousand Scots in a matter of days?

DM - Oh, yes, I know, because *I* was there. How much killing will it take, how many funerals, how many widows before you understand what you're doing will accomplish nothing? It will create nothing, and it's not going to solve anything.

O'Rourke - Tara sometimes forgets that we Immortals have a different perspective on history.

DM - Yes, well, I think it's time to learn from our mistakes.

O'Rourke - I believe it's time to order another round. [Tara stands, picks up valise, goes toward bar.] Sit down. Sit down, MacLeod. Come on. [DM sits.] Lovely, isn't she? The face of an angel, the heart of a lion.

DM - And you've turned her into a fanatic who's going to get herself killed. And she only dies once. Look at these people, O'Rourke. They're not monsters, they're heroes. They died by the tens of thousands to stop Hitler.

O'Rourke - [looks across pub] Not that one. That one spent the war killing Irishmen. British Commander Allan Broderick. Arrives every week at the same time, sits at the same table, orders the same meal, reports to the Office of Irish Affairs. [Tara rejoins them as he is speaking.] Guess we'll have to forego that round.

DM - Why?

O'Rourke - Got a train to catch. The Flying Scotsman, as it happens. [stands up] But by all means, MacLeod, let's continue this outside.

[They leave the pub. Camera zooms in on valise sitting on bar stool.]


Flashback - London, 1946 - Street near pub 6

Tara - Have you lost all conviction, then?

DM - I've just lost my taste for innocent blood.

O'Rourke - We have to go.

DM - What's your hurry? Are you late for something?

O'Rourke - Actually, I'm right on time.


Flashback - London, 1946 - inside Light Horse Pub 6

[The valise sits on the bar stool. Two men play chess at a table. 7 The valise sits on the bar stool. Broderick speaks to another man (no sound). The valise sits on the bar stool. A man in a cable-knit sweater drinks a beer. 7 The valise explodes. The pubs windows explode. 8]


Flashback - London, 1946 - Street near pub 6

[DM reacts to explosion. A fireball rolls up from the building. 9 DM tries to run back to the pub. O'Rourke stops him.]

Young woman - [offscreen] My mother was in there!

O'Rourke - They're English.

DM - They're dying!

O'Rourke - Exactly.

DM - You did this? You killed all those people?

O'Rourke - That commander's hands were red with Irish blood.

DM - What about your bloody hands?

O'Rourke - With us or against us, MacLeod.

[DM punches him. They start to brawl.]

Tara - Stop it! Liam, stop it! Liam, stop it!

O'Rourke - Go!

Tara - Hurry! The police will be on us!

O'Rourke - [rolling around on the ground with DM] Go! Go!

Tara - No! I won't go without you!

O'Rourke - Go!

Tara - Not without you!


Inside Le Blues Bar 4

DM - They were arrested, convicted and given life. CUT

Joe - So why pick on Amanda? I mean, his beef is with you.

DM - It's an eye for an eye, Joe. Tara spent the rest of her days in jail. O'Rourke could have escaped, but he stayed there until she died.

<Methos - CUT How romantic. But very impractical.>

DM - I've got to get Amanda out. It's my fight, not hers. [gets up to leave. Methos gets up too.] Where are you going?

Methos - Well, I'm kind of fond of the little vixen myself. Okay?

DM - Yeah.

Joe - Keep in touch.

[DM nods, leaves.]

Methos - [to Joe] Catch you later, man. [follows DM out]

Joe - [picks up cordless phone from bar, dials, listens to ringing] Okay, come on, come on.

Man - [on phone] Hello?

Joe - [into phone] Yeah, hi. Hi. It's Joe Dawson.

Man - [on phone] Joe, it's two a.m.

Joe - [into phone] Yeah, I know it's late. I'm sorry.

Man - [on phone] What's up?

Joe - [into phone] It's important, all right?

Man - [on phone] Okay.

Joe - [into phone] I've got a name for you. It's O'Rourke.

Man - [on phone] Spell that.

Joe - [into phone] It's O-apostrophe-R-O-U-R-- [O'Rourke appears behind him and injects him with a syringe.] --K-E. [falls over]

Man - [on phone] Joe? Dawson?

Joe - [into phone, slurring] O'Rourke. [loses consciousness]

Man - [on phone] Dawson!


Establishing shot: quay by barge 3

Inside barge 2 CUT

Methos - I know you don't want to hear this, but she may already be dead.

DM - If he wanted her dead, he would have killed her outside the barge.

[They find a note, written in red: BERSY TRAIN DEPOT 4 A.M. ALONE]

Methos - Oh, please tell me that's not written in blood.

DM - [picks up note] It's Amanda's lipstick.

Methos - That's a nice touch. Okay, I'm going to phone Joe, see if he's come up with anything.

DM - He won't be there.

Methos - Why not?

DM - It's from Joe's bar. [holds up note, written on the back of another coaster]

Methos - Oh, first Amanda, now Joe. I see a very worrying pattern developing here.

DM - No. This is where it stops.

Methos - Don't go, MacLeod.

DM - I have no choice.

Methos - That is existentially inaccurate-- All right! I will come with you.

DM - It's his rules. The note says alone.

Methos - Rules? What rules? You think O'Rourke is taking Amanda and Dawson to play by some set of rules?

DM - He'll kill them.

Methos - Yes, and he will kill you too.

DM - Not if I can help it! It's his game. This is where this conversation ends. [walks toward door]

Methos - <Don't go, MacLeod. It's a trap, MacLeod. CUT MacLeod, your pants are on fire. [DM pauses by the door.]> Doesn't matter what I say, does it? Well, I've only been alive for five thousand years. What would I know about it?

DM - I'm getting them out.

Methos - Are you playing the hero here, or are you being the martyr?

DM - Whatever it takes. Whatever I have to do, I'm keeping them alive.

Methos - People die, MacLeod. Immortals... die.

DM - Yeah. But not because of me. Not anymore.

Methos - Good-bye.

DM - I think you mean good luck, don't you?

Methos - Of course... that's what I meant.

[DM nods, leaves. 1 Methos watches him leave.]


Establishing shot: train depot 10

Bercy train depot - shed 11

Amanda - [as Joe groans] Sleeping Beauty awakes. How are you?

<Joe - I'm just peachy. CUT My head -- it's doing cartwheels.>

Amanda - [re: O'Rourke's henchmen] Say hello to Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dum. CUT

O'Rourke - [enters shed] Amanda. Joe. I trust you're comfortable.

Amanda - You know, now that you ask, no. I hate these drapes. And these handcuffs? You know, they're just really tacky. You should drag yourself into the '90s, Paddy. This S-and-M stuff just isn't P.C. anymore.

Joe - It's just her way of breaking the ice, you know.

O'Rourke - [punches Amanda] And that's mine. Oh. Brave Amanda. And such a pretty face too. [leans close to her. She spits at him.] I wonder how MacLeod's face will look as he watches you die. [leaves]

Joe - You all right?

Amanda - Mmm. Great. 2


Bercy train depot - underground stone room 11

[DM sneaks past parked train.]

O'Rourke - [senses 'buzz'] MacLeod? [walks through large open area] MacLeod! MacLeod? No games, MacLeod. One word, and they're dead. [hears rattling noise, turns. DM jumps down from above, knocks him down, kicks his sword away and holds katana at his neck.] Duncan. Is this any way to treat an old friend?

DM - We were never friends. Now you let them go, or you die right here.

O'Rourke - I think not. [calls out] Brian! Tom!

Amanda - [brought out at gunpoint by Tom] Sorry, MacLeod. The damned leprechaun caught me by surprise.

Joe - We're all right, Mac. [comes out with Brian behind him]

DM - They have nothing to do with this.

O'Rourke - As much as Tara did.

DM - You gave her that bomb, O'Rourke. Whatever hell she went to, you sent her there.

O'Rourke - Tom? Shoot the woman and take her head.

Joe - [as gunshot rings out] Jesus!

DM - [as Tom raises blade over Amanda's body] No! You kill her, he dies right here!

O'Rourke - Then they're both dead before my head hits the ground. Shoot the old man.

DM - Wait!

O'Rourke - [raises his hand to halt Brian] No way out, MacLeod.

DM - You can have me.

Joe - MacLeod!

DM - Keep out of it, Joe. [to O'Rourke] My life for Tara's. I'll lay down my sword.

Joe - You tell him to go to hell!

DM - Shut up, Joe! Please! [to O'Rourke] Come on, O'Rourke. What do you think? Blood for blood?

O'Rourke - And in return?

DM - Your sworn oath, on the memory of Tara, that when I'm dead you let them go.

O'Rourke - You have it.

DM - I want to say good-bye.

O'Rourke - Put down the sword.

DM - [tosses katana aside, goes over to Joe] You okay?

Joe - [quietly] So, what's the plan? [DM shrugs.] For God's sake, MacLeod, you can't do this.

DM - No one else dies because of me, Joe. [looks over at Amanda's body] Tell her I love her.

Joe - It's all crap, MacLeod. The whole damn thing.

DM - [smiles sadly] I'll see you around.

[DM walks back to O'Rourke, kneels. O'Rourke raises his sword. Methos steps out from around a column, shoots at O'Rourke, knocking the sword from his hand. Tom shoots back. Methos hits Tom.]

O'Rourke - [as DM turns to look at him] You bastard! [DM runs toward Joe.] You lying bastard! 3 [raises his arm to point toward DM 4] Kill him! Kill him! [DM runs at Brian, knocks him down. Methos and Tom exchange more gunfire. DM runs over to Joe.] Damn you! [shoots at DM, hits him] Die, you bastard! 5 [DM crashes through stacked barrels and falls on walkway of parked train engine. He 'dies' as gunfight continues against Methos.] Kill him! Bastard! 6

[The train engine begins moving off down the track, carrying DM's body away.]


Transition to dream world

[Split-second flashes of:

Flames in fire-pit transition to Tessa's blowtorch igniting (from "Family Tree")
Hazy dream-Tessa (from "Counterfeit, Part 2")
Close on fake-Tessa's eyes (from "Counterfeit, Part 2")]

Tessa - [voice-over] Duncan... (from "Bad Day in Building 'A'")

[More split-second flashes of:

Hazy dream-Tessa (from "Counterfeit, Part 2")
Tessa telling DM she loves him, in courtroom (from "Bad Day in Building 'A'")]

Tessa - [voice-over] I love you. (from "Bad Day in Building 'A'")

[More split-second flashes of:

Mark shooting Tessa (from "The Darkness")
Joe & DM walking through airport parking lot (from "Brothers in Arms")
Joe's face next to Lauren's body (from "The Cross of St. Antoine")]

DM - [voice-over] I'm so tired of killing. (from "Forgive Us Our Trespasses")

[More split-second flashes of:

Ahriman-Jason standing in front of apartment window (from "Archangel")
DM feeling for Joe's pulse (from "Judgment Day")
Ahriman-Richie at racetrack, with glowing red eyes (from "Archangel")
DM fighting Redcoats in 1745 battle (from "Through a Glass, Darkly")
Sean Burns at his chateau (from "Deliverance")
Garrick yelling in his workshop (from "Shadows")
DM swings katana, beheading RR (from "Archangel")
Garrick's cloaked dream figure (from "Shadows")
Darius at St. Julien's (from "Band of Brothers")
Horton in warehouse (from "The Watchers")
Evil-Coltek (from "Something Wicked")
DM raises katana to behead Kent (from "The Samurai")
Coltek on his knees (from "Something Wicked")
Kalas in Nosferatu bar (from "Methos")
Kalas stabbing Fitz (from "Star-Crossed")
Kalas beheading Fitz (from "Star-Crossed")]


Dream world train tunnel 11

Fitz - MacLeod. MacLeod! Over here, MacLeod.

DM - [lying on train tracks, lifts his head] Fitz? Is that you?

Fitz - In the flesh, dear boy, so to speak. Good to see you again.

DM - But Kalas killed you. Y-You're dead.

Fitz - Well, I might say I've seen you looking better yourself.

DM - [looks down at himself] Am I dead? [Fitz sighs. DM sits up.] Well?

Fitz - Try not to think of yourself as dead. More, um, metabolically challenged. You know, um, handicapped.

DM - Come again? [stands up]

Fitz - Like in golf.

DM - Golf?

Fitz - Yes! And you're the ball.

DM - I'm the ball?

Fitz - Yes, and you're rolling down the fairway.

DM - Down the fairway.

Fitz - Now you're getting it.

DM - I'm not even close to getting it, Fitz.

Fitz - That's because you're not being the ball.

DM - What are you talking about?

Fitz - You've definitely left the tee, but you're not yet on the green!

DM - What?

Fitz - Look, try and follow me on this. A bunch of us were sitting around the nineteenth hole this morning. [points upward]

DM - What? What? Where? Where?

Fitz - And you-know-who came in. Asked for me especially, he does. Well, first I was flattered. Thought it was something important, big, you know. Something requiring my special talents. Hmph! Right hand of God and all that, you know.

DM - [with a skeptical look] You're telling me you're an angel?

Fitz - Well, why can't I be an angel?

DM - W-- Is there a point to all of this, Fitz?

Fitz - Is there a point to all of this?

DM - Yes, is there a point to all of this?

Fitz - Of course there's a bloody poi-- [stops, cringes. Thunderclap sounds overhead. Fitz winces, continues more quietly.] 7 Of course there's a point to all this, and I'm looking right at it. It's you!

DM - Me? What about me?

Fitz - Well, forgive me for saying so, MacLeod, but it seemed to us up there that you were about to give up your life.

DM - It was either my life or theirs.

Fitz - Oh, come on, MacLeod. I've seen you get out of many a tight spot that seemed well nigh impossible. What made this one so different? Been a tough few years, has it? Fighting. Fighting. Always bloody fighting. Trying to save the world.

DM - Yeah, and nothing ever changes, does it?

Fitz - Did you really think you'd change the world all by yourself?

DM - Fitz, forget about the world. What about Richie? What about Tessa? What about you? If it wasn't for me, you'd still be alive.

Fitz - Come on, MacLeod. Come on. There's something I want you to see. [starts walking away] Come on, MacLeod. Look, for once in your life, you mule-headed Scot, would you please do something I tell you? Come on. [DM starts toward him.] It'll be all right, laddie. [walks with DM down train tunnel]


Amanda's chateau - conservatory 12

[Fitz leads DM into conservatory. 8 DM looks down at himself.]

DM - Blood is gone.

Fitz - Good trick, eh? Works wonders with red wine stains too.

DM - Where are we?

Fitz - Look for yourself.

DM - Still in France?

Fitz - Very good. Ten out of ten. Recognize anything else? [nods toward parlor next to conservatory, where a man and woman are in a passionate embrace]

Georges - [offscreen] You like that?

DM - [hides behind a potted plant, peeks through leaves into room] Nice couple. So what?

Georges - Oh, you're sweet.

Fitz - Take a closer look.

DM - [as the woman turns around in the man's arms] Amanda?

Fitz - Bingo!


DM - That's not Amanda. Amanda's back-- back th-there somewhere, with O'Rourke.

Fitz - Not this Amanda. This Amanda never met you. Doesn't even know you exist.

DM - Of course I exist.

Fitz - Not in this world. Here there never has been a Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. Never has been, never will be.

DM - Why am I here?

Fitz - You've been given a gift, dear boy. Trust in the gift.

DM - I can't sense her.

<Fitz - You're not Immortal here, MacLeod. CUT Still, you kind of get used to it.>

DM - At least she's found someone she loves.

Fitz - Yes. Pity it's not her husband. [walks behind DM, who turns to follow]


Bank vault 12

Fitz - [leads DM past another potted plant] That's her husband.

[Allan, a mousy man with thinning hair and tortoiseshell glasses, opens briefcase on table.]

DM - You're kidding.

Fitz - No. Take a closer look, if you like. Don't worry. They can't see us.

[Banker sets a safety deposit box on the table.]

Allan - Thanks. [Banker leaves.]

Fitz - Not unless I want them to. [DM steps closer to table as Allan unlocks box and removes papers.] It gets more interesting. Trust me.

DM - [re: papers] What are those?

Fitz - Bearer bonds. Three million dollars' worth.

[Allan continues transferring papers to briefcase.]

DM - What's he doing with them?

Fitz - Stealing them, of course.

DM - Does Amanda know about this? CUT

<Fitz - [chuckles] Is the Pope a Catholic?

DM - [slams briefcase closed] I don't believe this, Fitz. [Allan looks around empty room, latches briefcase & carries it off.] Where is he going?

Fitz - Home to deliver the loot.>


Rural road 12

[Allan's car drives along road.] 13

DM - [sitting in backseat with Fitz] Her plan?

Fitz - Yes. Poor Allan, up front, used to be such a decent chap. Did all the right things -- Rotary, Kiwanis. Used to visit his mother regular. He even rescued a cat from a tree once. Positive choirboy.

DM - So? What happened?

Fitz - Amanda happened. He fell for her hook, line and sinker.

DM - Hmm.

Fitz - God help him, the poor bastard. Well, looks like we're home.

[Allan stops car.]


Inside Amanda's chateau - parlor 12

[Amanda and Georges are still kissing passionately.] 9


Amanda's chateau - patio 12

[Allan walks toward patio, whistling.]


Inside Amanda's chateau - parlor 12

Allan - [offscreen] Darling, I'm home!

Amanda - [pulls away, whispers] Damn. He's early. [pushes Georges away, takes champagne bottle from him] Georges, keep it in your pants. Later! Go. [checks her makeup in mirror, grabs champagne flutes from table, leaves room]


Amanda's chateau - patio 12

Allan - [as Amanda joins him on patio] Pretty tricky.

Amanda - Darling?

Allan - [lifts briefcase with a grin] You were right, honey! [sets briefcase on table]

Amanda - [sets bottle and glasses on table] So it worked.

Allan - Like magic. You're amazing. [They kiss.] CUT


Inside Amanda's chateau - parlor 12

DM - [looks out window at them as Fitz tinkers on piano] So, looks like the same old Amanda to me.

Fitz - Hmm. Not quite. [plays piano. DM watches through window as Amanda turns away from Allan, reaches into her cleavage. Fitz plays a 'silent movie' villain's tune. Amanda tosses pill into champagne flute.]

DM - [frowns, points] Wh-- What's that?

Fitz - [plays opening notes of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony on low keys] Poison.

DM - She wants to murder him?

Fitz - Yes. And at three million dollars' worth, that's, uh, thirty percent more than her last husband.

DM - No, no, no, no. She's-- I know Amanda. She's a thief. She's not a murderer.

Fitz - You knew Amanda in your world. This is Amanda here.

DM - But how?

Fitz - Well, the usual way, you know. Small steps. Then one day she slipped, and you weren't there to catch her, MacLeod. CUT

[Flashback: inside barge (from "Forgive Us Our Trespasses")
Amanda - Duncan, you are the best man I know. You make people BETTER, you know, people like me, people who didn't give a damn about anything in their whole lives until you came along with your big brown eyes and your Boy Scout rules.]

DM - I have to stop her. [knocks on window] Amanda!


Amanda's chateau - patio 12

[Amanda pours champagne into flute, hands it to Allan.]


Inside Amanda's chateau - parlor 12

DM - Amanda!

Fitz - [clears his throat] Excuse me. Doesn't quite work like that. [plays glissando on piano] I'm afraid Allan's fate is already sealed.

DM - No, no, no, no. How do I get to her, Fitz?


Amanda's chateau - patio 12

Amanda - [on patio with Allan] To easy money. [tinks her flute agains Allan's]

Allan - No.

Amanda - Something wrong?

Allan - To my beautiful wife. [raises flute]

Amanda - Oh! 10 [giggles, sips her champagne]


Inside Amanda's chateau - parlor 12

DM - [to Fitz] Come on! Tell me!

Fitz - You really are serious about this, aren't you?

DM - Yes!


Amanda's chateau - patio 12

Amanda - Mmm! [re: Allan's champagne] Your turn.


Inside Amanda's chateau - parlor 12

Fitz - Well, if I were you, I'd use the front door.


Amanda's chateau - patio 12

[Allan raises his flute to his lips. Doorbell rings.]

Allan - Ahh. [sets flute on table] I'll get it.


Inside Amanda's chateau - entrance 12

DM - [as Allan opens front door] Hi. I'm sorry to bother you. I, um-- My car broke down, and I'd like to borrow the phone.

Allan - Not a problem. Come in. Come in. [steps aside]

DM - Thank you. I don't know what happened. I took it to the mechanic yesterday.

Allan - [with a chuckle] Well, no wonder. [hands cordless phone to DM] Here.

DM - [dials phone, holds it to his ear a moment] Busy. [turns phone off]

Allan - Mechanics. Wait a few minutes and try again.

DM - Yeah. I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

Allan - What? Oh, no, no. Where are my manners? Can I offer you a drink?

DM - Oh, thank you. Duncan MacLeod's the name.

Allan - [shakes DM's hand] Good to meet you. 11


Inside Amanda's chateau - parlor 12

[Fitz gets up from piano, crosses to window, looks out.]


Amanda's chateau - patio 12

Amanda - Allan, you didn't tell me we were having company.

Allan - Surprised me too. Mr. MacLeod, this is my wife, Amanda. He's having car problems.

DM - [takes Amanda's hand] Duncan MacLeod. [an awkward moment as they look at each other] Uh, I hear it's your anniversary. Congratulations. [kisses back of her hand]

Amanda - Thank you.

Allan - Champagne, Mr. MacLeod? [DM grabs napkin and flicks Allan's flute off the table.] Wha-- Oh, my.

Amanda - [to DM] What the hell are you doing?

DM - [to Allan] Spider.

Allan - Ahh.

DM - [to Amanda] Black widow, if I'm not mistaken. Female kills the male.

Amanda - And then eats him. Funny. I didn't see anything.

Allan - No harm done. I'll just fetch a broom. [goes inside]

Amanda - I want you out, or I'm calling the police.

DM - Go ahead. They can analyze what's inside the glass.

Amanda - How much?

DM - It's not about money.

Amanda - Oh, darling, it's always about money. So you name your price, or you haul your tight little ass out of here. 12


Inside Amanda's chateau - parlor 12

Fitz - Yes. [turns away from window, chuckling]


Amanda's chateau - patio 12

DM - Did you forget everything Rebecca ever taught you?

Amanda - Never heard of her.

DM - Rebecca. Your teacher. She believed in you. Like I still believe in you.

Amanda - [in a small voice] I don't understand. I don't know what's happening. I don't know who you are, and I don't know how you know about Rebecca. Will you help me? Will you do me a favor?

DM - Yeah. Anything.

Amanda - [points gun at him suddenly, voice cold] Say hello to Rebecca for me.

DM - You're not going to shoot me.

Amanda - Why not? Intruder breaks in, kills husband, and faithful wife gets the drop on him. You know, I really should thank you. It's actually much neater than poison.


Street outside chateau 14

[Van screeches to a stop. Hunters get out.]

Hunters - Come on, let's go! Come on! Move, move, move! Come on! 13


Amanda's chateau - patio 12

Allan - [comes back out holding a counter brush, gasps] Amanda! You've got a gun!

Amanda - [with a sweet smile] And you have a broom. [cold] I win. [shoots Allan]

DM - No! [grabs gun from her as Hunters swarm the patio]

Hunters - Freeze! Drop it! Don't move! You're covered! Freeze! Hold it!

DM - [as Hunter pulls him away from Amanda] No, I don't--

Hunter - Right here. Come on!

Hunters - Move! Let's go! Let's go! Get over here! Now!

DM - [sees tattoo on Hunter's wrist, whispers to himself] Watchers? [Fights Hunter, knocks him out, turns to see Hunter raising machete over Amanda's head.] Amanda!

[Amanda screams. Hunter shoots DM.]


Alley near Le Blues Bar 15

[DM staggers back against wall, groaning.]

Fitz - Great Scot, MacLeod! No pun intended. Do get up.

DM - What happened? Why'd you take me away? Did they kill Amanda?

Fitz - They killed THAT Amanda, yes.

DM - Did you know that was going to happen?

Fitz - Look, don't blame me. Blame the Watchers.

DM - The Watchers?

Fitz - Yes.

DM - Dawson. Dawson. Where's Dawson? He'll stop this.

[Fitz motions toward the street. DM hears guitar music, walks around corner, finds Joe in wheelchair in front of Le Blues Bar. Sign on doors reads 'A LOUER' followed by a phone number. A man walks past, throws coins in hat on ground by wheelchair, walks away. Joe stops playing guitar, glances down into hat at two small coins, then blows out a sigh and takes drink from a glass flask.]

Translation: a louer - for rent

DM - [walks up to him] Joe?

Joe - [voice raspy] I know you?

DM - We've met.

Joe - Whatever you say, mister. Hey, maybe you got a little money for an old buddy. All right. You fill the hat, you get a song.

<DM - CUT [reaches in his pockets] Oh, uh-- [pats his pockets] Yeah, uh-- [whispers an aside over his shoulder] Fitz. [Some coins appear in his hand. DM tosses them in the hat.]>

Joe - Yeah, okay. [readies his guitar] Your call.

DM - How about... "Stand By Me"?

Joe - How about somethin' else, okay?

DM - You said it was my call.

Joe - [rolls his eyes] Ehh.

DM - [emotionally] It meant a great deal to a good friend of mine.

Joe - Nobody stands by anybody.

DM - He did.

Joe - It's been a long time. I don't remember.

DM - Just give it a try. Okay?

Joe - [starts playing, singing]

When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we see--

[stops playing] Look, I said it's been a long time. I just don't really--

DM - Hey, sounds great to me.

Joe - [continues song]

No, I won't be afraid
No, I won't be afraid
Just as long as you--
As you--

DM - [whispers] Stand-- Stand by me.

Joe - [puts guitar between his legs] It's all crap. The whole damn thing. [wheels himself away]


Street near apartment 16

[Joe wheels himself down street, stops to take another drink from his flask. Fitz and DM pop into the scene.]

DM - But it couldn't have happened. Not to him.

Fitz - But it did. The Watchers stopped watching and started killing.

DM - Joe would have stopped them.

Fitz - Well, he tried... for a while. Then he did what anyone else would do when they're outgunned and outnumbered. He gave up.

DM - Joe Dawson doesn't give up.

Terry - [runs down street] Joe Dawson! [looks around, doesn't see DM and Fitz standing right in front of him, spies Joe down the street] Joe Dawson! Joe, stop! [jogs over to him] Come on, Joe. I need your help.

Joe - You've got me confused with somebody else. I can't help anybody.

Terry - [bares his wrist to Joe, showing off Watcher tattoo] You're a Watcher. You're the reason I joined. We've got to stop the killing.

Fitz - When will you get it through your thick Highland skull that you were much more than his friend? For twenty years, you were his inspiration.

Joe - Damn it, there's nothing I can do!

Terry - There is if you want to!

Joe - Do I look like I want to? [scoffs, starts to wheel away. Van from Amanda's chateau screeches to a stop at end of street.] Get behind me, kid. [pulls gun from his coat]

Terry - What's going on?

Joe - I'll take care of this.

Terry - [as Hunters get out of van] Who are they?

[Horton appears at street corner behind DM and Fitz & shoots Terry. Terry collapses with a soft grunt. Close on Horton. 17]

Joe - No!

DM - Horton's alive?

Fitz - And killing.

DM - Immortals.

Fitz - And anyone else who gets in his way.

Horton - [walks down street to Joe] I believe your line is, "You murdering bastard." 14 [walks up to Joe, pointing gun at his head, takes Joe's gun from him, removes clip and tosses it on the ground, hands empty gun back to Joe] Something you'd like to share?

Joe - Why?

Horton - Because, like you, Joseph, he didn't know what the Immortals really are. They're perversions of nature, abominations in the eyes of God.

Joe - Just what are you?

Horton - The only reason I spared your life, Joseph, is because you're nothing. You're no one. It's a little late to become a hero. [holds out some money] Buy yourself a drink.

[After a beat, Joe grabs the money and Horton walks off. CUT <DM strides angrily toward Horton, leaving Fitz rolling his eyes. As Horton walks toward DM, DM swings a punch at him. Horton walks right through him, as if he was a ghost.>]


Inside apartment 18

Joe - Hey, how'd you get in here? Horton send you?

DM - You have to stop him, Joe.

Joe - Who the hell are you?

DM - That doesn't matter. You can't let this go on.

Joe - Get real, mister. What the hell can I do?

DM - That-- The Watcher that Horton killed?

Joe - Terry Rafferty. What about him?

DM - He believed in you.

Joe - Yeah, and look what it got him.

DM - You did what you could.

Joe - I did squat!

DM - Joe, just trust me.

Joe - You're not a Watcher. You're not an Immortal. Not that I would trust either one! But you know about me... and Horton. Everything. What the hell's your angle? What's in this for you?

DM - There's nothing in this for me. Just let me help you.

Joe - Too little, too late, buddy. Will you look at me? I am nobody.

DM - No.

Joe - I am nothing!

DM - No, no, no, no, you're not nothing, and you're not nobody. After 'Nam, the Watchers, they gave you back your life, didn't they? Don't let Horton take that.

Joe - You are a dangerous bastard, aren't you? 15 You really want to help me?

DM - Yes.

Joe - Buy me a bottle. The Watchers are gone, pal. So am I.

DM - Joe, there was a young Immortal named Richie Ryan. What happened to him?

Joe - Go to hell! [wheels himself out of the room]


<Basilique du Sacré-Cœur 19 CUT

[DM & Fitz are sitting on steps south of the church.]>

Fitz - I must say, you look a mite peaked, dear boy. Maybe a wee dram will fortify you for the next leg of your journey.

DM - No, I'm fine.

Fitz - [chuckles] Well, you could've fooled me. You look like you've just seen a ghost.

DM - Just a friend of mine who's trying his hardest to be dead.

Fitz - Then that should tell you something. [off DM's look] You're needed, MacLeod. You do make a difference. CUT <And if you can't see that-- Well, if you can't see that, then I'm out of a job. [follows DM down steps to railing overlooking Square Louise-Michel] Just what do I have to do to convince you?

DM - [looks down, sees woman walking below] Tessa?>


To Be Continued...


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