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Duncan: Adam? Adam Pierson? You Adam Pierson?
Methos: Duncan MacLeod of the clan MacLeod. *Have a beer.
Mi casa es su casa.* (methos1.aif
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Duncan: Methos? |
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Duncan: Five thousand years!
Methos: Give or take. That was when I took my first head.
Before that it all starts to blur.
Duncan: I guess it would. So have you...uh...
Methos: Made any sense of it, found any purpose?
Duncan: What you read minds too?
Methos: That's what I'd ask if I just met me.
Duncan: I just didn't think you existed.
Methos: It's good to be a myth.
Duncan: No one hunts for a myth... or a Watcher.
Methos: What better place to hide? I'm in charge of finding
myself, and I make sure it never happens. I've even got
a few entries on you in my journal.
Duncan: You keep a diary?
Methos: I've been keeping it almost since writing began.
Duncan: That would make a hell of a read.
Methos: You could say that. Not many people have stood
on the same stage with Julius Caesar and the Rolling Stones.
Duncan: So, you know about Kalas.
Methos: He killed a good friend.
Duncan: Now he'll be coming for Adam Pierson.
Methos: Do you think I'd still be around if I was an easy
mark?
Duncan: When was the last time you faced an immortal?
Methos: What are we, sixth of March...uh...two-hundred
years.
Duncan: Oh, that's good.
Methos: I may be a bit rusty, but I'm still here.
Duncan: Let's keep it that way; I'll stay close.
Methos: You can not fight my battles for me, MacLeod. |
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Kalas: So you're the famous Adam Pierson.
Methos: At the moment.
Kalas: I was in your house, found a diary there. Pity
I couldn't read the hieroglyphics, but the ancient Greek
was most enlightening.
Methos: You should have been there.
Kalas: You've been out of the game too long. |
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Duncan: Methos. Kalas found you? Is he dead?
Methos: No! (Methos attacks Duncan; they begin fighting.)
Duncan: Why?
Methos: Because there can be only one! (Duncan disarms
Methos.)
Methos: What are you waiting for, MacLeod?
Duncan: No!
Methos: I'd have killed you.
Duncan: No, you would have made a mistake and then let
me take your head!
Methos: Do you think I want to die? Do you think it's
easy after thousands of years?
Duncan: Then why?
Methos: Because if you don't kill me Kalas will.
Duncan: Not unless I get him first.
Methos: And if you don't? I cannot beat him. I have tried.
He will take my head, and then he will have the strength
to take yours.
Duncan: So after five thousand years your only solution
is that I kill you?
Methos: He can beat me. He might beat you! He can't beat
both of us.
Duncan: If it's that simple why don't you take my head?
Methos: Because it's not just a matter of who is the best
fighter. It is about passion and hate. I don't have the
fire. You do. You want Kalas. Live, Highlander, grow stronger,
fight another day. |
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Inspector: Mr. Kalas, you're under arrest
for the murder of Donald Salzer.
Kalas: You have no proof of that.
Methos: Wrong. That's the man, Inspector.
Duncan: Why?
Methos: Because I didn't know if you could beat him. It's
a chance I couldn't take. Remember, Highlander: live,
grow stronger, fight another day. |
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