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Duncan: I'm sorry for the reception. I wasn't expecting you.
Joe: Yeah, well, I wasn't really expecting to come, not 'til this morning.
Duncan: What brings you to Paris?
Methos: I called him.
Duncan: I know you wanted to see Methos, but six thousand miles is a long way to travel for a social visit.
Joe: Yeah, well, it's Watcher business. It really doesn't concern you, Mac.
Duncan: Whatever.
Joe: I mean if it did, I would tell you.
Duncan: It's all right, Joe. I've got my own problems right now.
Methos: I don't suppose this problem has a name, does it?
Duncan: Kalas.
Joe: He's in prison.
Duncan: Not since last night. |
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Methos: I'm sorry, Christine, but Don is dead and nothing you do will bring him back. I know how you feel.
Christine: Do you, Adam?
Methos: Yes. You're bitter and hurt and you miss him terribly. I miss him too.
Christine: Why wouldn't you? He gave you and your damn Watchers more time than he gave me, and it was my time, Adam.
Methos: You have a right to be angry, to grieve.
Christine: Oh, you bet I'm angry. At you and your ugly little secret society.
Joe: Don didn't think it was ugly. He thought our work was important.
Christine: Your work killed him. Now this, this thing is free. He'll live forever and my husband is dead! And all you do is watch.
Methos: Immortals are a part of history. They are part of the truth. Don was interested in the truth.
Christine: Don't tell me about the truth. I trusted you. I confided in you, both of you. Well, now I'm going to end it. I'm going to lift up the rock so everyone can see.
Joe: What are you saying?
Christine: You want the truth? I'm going to tell the truth. I'm meeting the editor of the Tribune. Tomorrow the world is going to know about Immortals.
Joe: No. You'll destroy everyone, the good, not just the bad.
Christine: There are no good ones. It's evil, all of it.
Methos: They are not all like Kalas. (Methos cuts open his hand.) You'll be destroying me too. I'm one of them, Christine.
Christine: All this time... You're one of those things pretending to be one of us.
Methos: Christine, you've known me for years.
Christine: No. Get out. Get out of my house. You're finished, all of you.
Joe: Wonderful. That went really well. |
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Joe: What were you thinking about?
Methos: I wasn't thinking; I was improvising.
Joe: By cutting yourself open. It hasn't took you five thousand years to figure that out.
Methos: Disappointed in me, huh? Come on, gimme a break! What'd you expect? Einstein, Freud, Buddha?
Joe: Forget it.
Methos: I'm sorry, Joe, I'm just a guy.
Joe: I guess next you're going to tell me there's no Santa
Clause. Look, what we have to worry about is what we're
going to do about Christine.
Methos: I'm not sure we have to do anything.
Joe: She is about to let loose in a major newspaper.
Methos: With what?
Joe: You got all Don's files.
Methos: Every one. I wiped the computer clean. He didn't keep anything at home. Christine's only got her word. People living forever, running around cutting each other's heads off with swords.
Joe: Who's going to believe her?
Methos: It'll be filed away with alien abductions and Elvis sightings.
Joe: Well, just in case I think I'd better follow her. |
| * * * |
Joe: Damn it, you said you wiped everything, you had all the files!
Methos: I thought I did!
Joe: Well, apparently not. What the hell was that anyway?
Methos: Don and I were working on interactive database. All our records in one handy, easy to access file.
Joe: Well, that is just perfect. The wonders of modern technology. (Methos laughs) What, something funny?
Methos: You sound just like Don. He loved books; he really hated computers. I never even thought he knew what a back-up was, let alone how to make one!
Joe: Well, I'm glad you can laugh. Your life is just about to be turned inside out.
Methos: Empires rise and fall, Joe. Remember the old Chinese curse.
Joe: Yeah, may you live in interesting times, well things just got really interesting.
Duncan: That's one way of putting it.
Methos: Something going on?
Duncan: Kalas has Amanda.
Joe: You know, we got another big problem, Mac.
Methos: You know the Watcher business that we were handling without any help?
Duncan: Yeah? |
| * * * |
Duncan: She's got it all?
Joe: Immortals. Watchers. The histories. Everything.
Duncan: This could start a panic. Witch hunts. Half the governments in the world will be hunting us.
Joe: I've got every Watcher in France out looking for her.
Duncan: For thousands of years, Joe, you've kept this a secret. What the hell happened?
Methos: Don't blame Joe. |
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Methos: Do you think she's still alive?
Duncan: He could use her against me. He likes to keep his victims dangling. One way or another, he'll contact me. |
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Methos: Well, life as we know it is over.
Joe: Do you know what you just allowed to happen?
Duncan: Yes.
Joe: Then why? MacLeod, why did you save her?
Methos: He didn't save her. He saved you. |
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