"He is immortal." "Born in the Highlands of Scotland, 400 years ago." "He is not alone." "There are others like him." "Some good, some evil." "For centuries, he has battled the forces of darkness... with holy ground his only refuge." "He cannot die unless you take his head and with it, his power." "In the end, there can be only one." "He is Duncan MacLeod-- the Highlander." "Here we are" "Born to be kings" "We're the princes of the universe" "I am immortal" "I have inside me blood of kings" "I have no rival" "No man can be my equal" "Take me to the future of your world" "I didn't know you played." "I don't." "It was a great set tonight, Joe." "Yeah." "Thanks." "Good night, Mac." "Good night, Joe." "Where are you?" "I'm Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod." "Who are you?" "Who are you?" "Show yourself." "Get out of my way..." "or fight me." "Duncan!" "Are you all right?" "Duncan?" "Shh." "It's okay." "It's okay." "Okay." "I'll see you around 4:00." "Bye." "Duncan," "I have a fantastic idea." "I'm playing hooky this morning, so I thought that" "I don't know-- maybe you and I can go out and do something fun together." "What do you say?" "Uh, I'm not in the mood." "That is exactly why we should go out." "Come on." "A little sunshine, a little fresh air." "What do you say?" "And, Duncan, I really think you could use a break." "Anne, it's nothing to worry about." "It was just a nightmare." "Yeah, but it's been going on night after night." "Your pulse is like 200." "I can barely wake you." "Are you gonna tell me you're counting sheep again?" "Yeah, I'm counting sheep." "There's an art show downtown." "Okay." "Why don't I get changed, and maybe you can pick me up in about an hour." "Okay." "And, Duncan, you would tell me if there's something really wrong, wouldn't you?" "Why wouldn't I?" "Okay." "Anne." "Hi." "Hi." "How you doin'?" "Good." "Listen, is, uh, Mac upstairs?" "Yeah." "I haven't seen him for a couple of days." "What's he been doing, hiding on me?" "No, but he has been having trouble sleeping lately." "Oh." "Really." "So, who's your friend?" "Oh, Anne, this is, uh, Cory Litman." "But, uh, I'm gonna call him Cory Lightning." "Hi, I'm Anne Lindsey." "Hi." "Cory Lightning?" "You don't like it?" "It's too flashy?" "How about just Cory Light?" "Well, that depends." "Is he a professional wrestler?" "Anne, my man here is a musician." "Oh." "What do you play?" "Guitar." "Oh." "What kind of stuff?" "Rock?" "Rock, blues-- anything." "Anne, you should hear him." "He is awesome." "A little help, a little, uh-- agenting, and this kid is going all the way." " Yeah, with you as his agent?" " Well, sure." "Why not?" "I get Joe to give him a show, I pack the house, get a couple of AR guys down to listen and ba-boom, Cory's career is taking off." "That's great." "Would you excuse me for a second?" "Anne, uh" "Are you really, uh, worried about MacLeod?" "You want me to go upstairs and check on him?" "That's a good idea." "And why don't you bring Mr. Lightning?" "Mac could use some cheering up." "Okay." "Mac." "Mac?" "Nice place." "Yeah, it's, uh" "It's kind of a mess right now." "So, uh, whose idea was this?" "The critics called it a smash." "They would." "That would look good in your waiting room." "Half my patients would die on the spot." "And I don't have a waiting room." "Man, this guy must have had one hell of a childhood." "Duncan?" "Are you all right?" "I'm sorry." "You don't look very good." "Are you sick?" "That's one of the better reactions they get." "Garrick, where in the world have you been?" "Uh, working, studying." "Out of circulation." "You know how it is." "I want you to meet, uh, John Garrick." "Uh, this is Dr. Anne Lindsey." "I think he has something to do with this." "You must be the sculptor." "Oh, just an old stone carver who sells a little work... at inflated prices." " But don't you tell anyone." " Okay." "Oh." "Excuse me." "Reality calls." "So how you been, John?" "I'm good." "Really good." "It's been a long time." "Yeah." "And I missed town life." "Black time to be about the countryside, sir." "It's a black time to be anywhere if that smell means anything." "It's the witches you smell." "Give me a coin, and I'll give you a charm against such things." "Need no charms, old woman." "But you could use some food." "Good day." "Good day." "I seek a friend." "Garrick, the stonecutter." "Do you know where I might find him?" "At the trials... with the other witches." "For consorting with demons and familiars," "Margaret of Devon, you stand convicted of witchcraft." "Trust not your fellow man." "Trust only the holy church for redemption." "MacLeod." "Is it really you?" "Aye, of course it's me." "Garrick, in God's name, what happened?" "They're gone, MacLeod." "Gone." "Juliana?" "And her son?" "Gone." "Dear God, how?" "There was a fire." "The whole house." "I watched." "I couldn't get to them in time." "Hold fast, man." "I will set this right." "You are to be burned at the stake." "May God redeem your soul." "It's only a frightened girl and a cat." "Aye." "And they call it evil." "Bring in the stonecutter." "He's no witch." "He's broken by grief." "All he needs is sleep." "No!" "That is when the demons come." "Be still, Garrick." "They leave me no peace!" "He is possessed." "He is half mad." " Surely you know his wife is dead, their son... burned in a fire." "And he saw them die." "That is not witchcraft." "It is when he saw them from 20 miles away in a vision." "It is true." "I have the sight." "But it's not evil." "We know what real evil is, do we not, MacLeod?" "We live in hell." " You want real evil?" "Burn him." "Then watch!" "Witch!" "Now you can add murder to your crimes!" "Burn him!" "There's been no murder." "Do you not see?" "We cannot die." "Burn him!" "Witch!" "He's a witch!" "He's a witch." "I've never seen anything like it." "Seize them!" "The fire will purify their souls." "At least let the child go." "Anyone can see she's no witch." "An innocent has nothing to fear from God." "It's not God we fear." "It's your bloody fire." "In that case, you are clearly guilty." "Why fight it, MacLeod?" "You know we will not die." "We'll soon wish we could." "No, leave me!" "I will die like a man!" "Seize them!" " Seize the witches!" "Back!" "Or I'll turn you all into toads." "He's evil." "Wicked!" "They cannot escape." "Every soul must be judged by the Almighty." "Then judge your own, Sustenak!" "Hurry, Garrick!" "Ride far and fast!" "Remember what Michelangelo said sculpture was?" "Freeing the shape from the stone?" "Yeah." "I hammer it into the stone." "I capture my fears." "Then I'm free of 'em." "It keeps me sane, Duncan." "They even make me a few bucks." "Actually, I'd like you to have this one." "Are you sure?" "I'd be honored." "Hospital?" "Yeah." "Whoever said it's nice to be needed ought to be shot." "Time for me to work the crowds." "For your sake, I hope you've improved." "I hope you come see me." "Doctor." "Garrick seems pretty levelheaded." "Why shouldn't he be?" "Well, I look at that kind of work, and I picture a kid who spent his childhood sticking pins into things." "He's had his share of problems." "Hmm." "Well, you'd never know it." "So, how long since you two have seen each other?" "Ages." "Yeah?" "A party was getting out of hand." "I offered to give him a ride." "Oh." "Like a designated driver?" "Sort of." "You know, uh, you can stay if you want to." "And miss all this time with you?" "Aw." "Let's not waste it." "Duncan?" "Get out of here!" "Oh, my God." "Duncan, stop!" "Drop it!" "Now!" "That's not a concealed weapon, Officer." "He was just showing it to me." "And who is he?" "Bruce Lee?" "He's an antique dealer." "But believe me, he's fine." "I'm a doctor." "Okay, Doc." "And, uh, Bruce, keep this thing at home." "Thank you." "Duncan." "Duncan, you are really worrying me." "We have to talk." "Don't you have work to do?" "Anne, I don't need a doctor." "Then what the hell were you doing with the sword?" " It's a dangerous world out there." " You were hallucinating." "That could mean any number of things." "It could be epilepsy... or a tumor." "Maybe a bad pastrami sandwich." " I don't think so." " Anne, I know you care, but I need a chance to work this out on my own." "Hallucinations?" "Yeah, they happen." "I just wanted to know if you knew why." "Well, all the crap you guys go through," "I'm surprised you're not all nuts." "Darius wasn't." "Constantine, Amanda." "I could name a bunch of others." "What are you looking for, MacLeod?" "A reason." "A pattern." "Some way to stop it." "MacLeod." "I didn't know you played." "I don't." "An interesting place here." "The ambience kind of lends itself to the subject matter, don't you think?" "I'm glad you came." "I saw you, but..." "I wasn't sure you'd be happy to see me again." "I was a... pain in the ass the last time we met." "That's all in the past." "Right now I could use your help." "How could I help you?" "By telling me what it was like." "You mean to go insane." "You talked about your demons once." "What were they like?" "Mine... were personal." "This one wears a hood." "You've seen it?" "Several times." "You know what I'm talking about?" "I know." "Talk to me about MacLeod." "He just doesn't seem his usual self." "I don't know." "Maybe he's having a bad week." "Nah, it's more than that." "Look, Dawson, he's an Immortal." "He's not like other people." "Maybe you just don't understand him." "Yeah, maybe I don't." "I gotta go." "I'm sorry." "Trust me." "Mac is fine." "So, about the club, are we on?" "It's done." "It's done." "Cool!" "I'll see ya later." "Yeah." "You're saying this is a racial memory?" "Something we all share?" "That's what Carl Jung called it." "I saw them all, MacLeod." "The hacks, the butchers." "Finally Freud and Jung." "Anyone who could help me learn how the mind works." "I spent more time in analysis than anyone in history." "They were right." "We carry the fears inside us all the time." "But what is it?" "Something from the dark end of your mind." "Death, MacLeod." "That's what you're afraid of." "That's what you're really facing." "Why now?" "Why after so long?" "Because of how we live, what we do." "It's only a matter of time..." "for all of us." "After all, part of us... is still mortal." "How do I stop it?" "You realize it comes from your mind, that it's an illusion." "That's it?" "If I could do more, I would." "You have to do the rest yourself." "In here." "Yeah!" "So where'd you scare up the two boneheads?" "I got the record company to send them down." "Practically had to fight my way past the secretary." "So, uh, you think they'll go for him?" "Look." "If they buy him, they buy him." "If they don't, you've done what you can." "The kid is good." "He's good." "Yeah, he's all right." "I'm telling you, he's blowing them away." "He's all right." "So, uh, when's MacLeod coming?" "Uh, I don't know." "I guess he's running late." "What do I do now?" "You're the agent, wiseguy." "Sic 'em." "MacLeod." "Hi." "I, uh" " I didn't want to call the loft, 'cause I was kind of hoping you were sleeping." "I was just doing a little light reading." "Oh." "Well, about today," "I didn't mean to come across like Albert Schweitzer." "I just wanted to let you know that I'm thinking about you." "No, you just wanted to know if I'd seen anybody yet." "Okay, smart guy." " Did you?" " Yes." "I'm getting a handle on it, Anne." "You can stop worrying." "I tried that." "Didn't work." "Good night." "Good night." "Richie?" "Mac!" "Mac!" "Richie." "What the hell is with you, man?" "You know you damn near took my head!" " You're hurt." " I'll live." " What the hell is with you?" "What's happening to you?" " I don't know!" "I don't know." "Okay." "All right." "We're talking your subconscious." "Your subconscious like as in Freud." "Jung, actually." "All right." "Whatever." "So, this thing that's coming after you, this is not a real thing." "It's like a, uh-- a Freddy Krueger kind of thing." "Well, that's not exactly how the books put it, but that's the idea." "Here." "Put this on." "Thanks." "Well, what's it supposed to be?" "The unknown." "Death." "At least that's what Garrick thinks." "Garrick." "Who's Garrick?" "And is Garrick a shrink?" "Garrick is an Immortal who studied the mind for centuries." "He's seen the same thing." "Mac, are you sure about all this?" "I'm not sure about anything, Rich." "I just know I keep seeing it." "If I were you, I'd get some RR real soon." "So far you just owe me a shirt." "This guy has no medical history." "What do you mean no medical history?" "Everybody's got a medical history." "Well, it's not in any data bank I can find." "Are you sure this guy's real?" "Yeah." "He's real." "Well, then either he doesn't believe in Blue Cross, or he has one hell of an immune system." "All I can tell you is he's never been admitted to any hospital, and there are no medical records for him." "Nobody's that lucky." "Is this guy a patient of yours?" "No, um, he's a-- He's a friend." "Excuse me." "Is everything all right?" "I thought you liked this place." "Is there something wrong with the salmon?" "No, it's fine." "I'm just not hungry." "Okay, let's skip the small talk." "What, uh-- What did this guy you went to see have to say?" "It's nothing physical." "Oh." "Oh, that would be really good news... if he knew which end of the stethoscope to stick in his ear." "Why wouldn't he?" "Because you don't go to doctors, Duncan." "I ran a search on your medical records, and guess what." "There aren't any." " So, are you gonna tell me you've got great genes?" " You shouldn't have done that." "Maybe you should start explaining a couple of things to me, like how you missed ever seeing a doctor." "Maybe you should mind your own business." "Excuse me, but I-I thought we were in a relationship." "You went behind my back." " I care." " Then give me some room!" "What are you looking at?" "You never seen an argument before?" "I'm sorry!" "It's okay." "It's okay." "I won't go back." "Go away." "Go away!" "How do you beat shadows?" "How do you fight something that doesn't exist?" "You don't." "Fighting it is the worst thing you can do." "The illusion feeds off your fear." "But it's so damn real!" "It just keeps coming." "It's only real if you make it real." "Don't try and fight it." "But where is this going?" "Imagine a cliff with no bottom." "You're on the edge of that cliff." "You make the wrong choice now, you fall forever." "Duncan, there's nothing to lose... and your sanity to get back." "I know." "Hurry, Garrick!" "Ride far and fast!" "We will purge his demons." "To the stake!" "Evil!" "Evil!" "Burn!" " Yes!" "Burn him!" " MacLeod!" "MacLeod!" "Aaah!" "MacLeod!" "MacLeod!" "You left me." "But I won't leave you." "Wherever you go, wherever you run" "we'll be there, MacLeod." "Hey." "I'm really glad you called me." "Well, I-- I guess I overreacted." "Mmm." "Yeah, I think we both did." "Getting any sleep?" "Yeah, enough." "Oh, really?" "You don't look like it." "Well, I still have my sparkling personality." "Duncan, stop it." "Stop what?" "Stop pretending like everything's okay when you know damn well that it's not." "Anne, I'm fighting this." "I'll get over it." "I just need some time." "Then let me help you." "You can't." "I was afraid you'd say that." "Here." "What are those?" "Well, if you won't get any help, at least if you can get some sleep." "Is that why you came to see me?" "Hey, it's my first house call in years." "I never was one for pills." "Or doctors." "Anne, I'll get through this." "Trust me." "I gotta get to work." "You look down, Richie." "You didn't get that deal?" "Cory did." "I didn't." "The two jerks told him to get a new agent." "How do you like that?" "I get him this break, I get him a little recognition, and he dumps me." "And show business was your life." "Hey, it's a joke, son." "What's going on with MacLeod?" "It's not good." "What happened?" "He came after me." "He didn't even know who I was." "He was in some kind of other world, fighting some hallucination." "Joe, I don't know what the hell's going on with him." "He could be losing it." "The guy's gone 400 years without really a problem." "I mean, he's like a rock." "Yeah." "400 years of all your friends dying, everyone after your head." "Maybe he's been a rock for too long." "You believe all this headshrinking stuff?" "You know." "Jung, Freud-- all that business." "What have you been studying?" "Oh, Mac's been talking to some guy named Garrick." "Garrick?" "John Garrick?" "Yeah, he's trying to straighten out Mac's head." "Ah." "Garrick's the wrong one to talk to." "The man's insane, and he has been for centuries." "Is there anything I can get you?" "You want something to eat?" "How about a flick?" "You wanna watch a flick?" "Mac?" "I don't need a babysitter, Richie." "Hey, there's no question about that." "I'm just trying to help out here." "What scares you the most?" "I'll hurt myself or somebody else." "Knock it off, Mac." "Come on, Rich." "You know, sometimes you need to listen to somebody else, Mac." "You can't do everything alone." "Yeah, maybe you're right." "Go home, Rich." "No." "I don't think that's a very good idea." "I came after you once." "If it happens again, you do whatever it takes to survive." "Come on, Mac." "It's not gonna happen again." "You do whatever you need." "No!" "I can't kill you!" "I can't!" "You better try." "'Cause you're not gonna get a second chance." "Oh, God." "I can't deal with this anymore." "Mac?" "Mac?" "No way." "I'll come for you later." "I won't fight you." "No more." "You're an illusion, a dream." "A figment of my imagination." "Garrick." "Garrick, why?" "I was your friend." "Because you left me." "Because you have no idea what it's like to be burned alive." "What are you talking about?" "They burned me." "Can you imagine the smell of your own skin blistering?" "I saw you get on that horse." "MacLeod!" "I never knew." "And I never forgot." "I always had the gift of vision, MacLeod." "I just got better at it." "I spent the years learning how to control the dreams... to project them... to make you live what I went through." "How does it feel, huh?" "How does it feel?" "This time it's real." "In your dreams." "Hi, how you doin'?" "Better." "Will you do me a favor?" "Sure." "Get rid of this for me." "Yeah, no problem." "You know, it's funny." "I always thought that psychic stuff was just another scam." "But the way Garrick got into your head" "There are more things in heaven or hell, Horatio, than are written in your stars." "Remember that one?" "Yeah." "What a waste." "You mean Garrick?" "Mac, he tried to kill you." "What's to waste?" "Insight." "Knowledge." "He spent centuries understanding his own mind." "If only he could have shared what he knew." "But he didn't." "You know, I'm gonna split." "I got a new bass player Dawson's gonna let sit with the band." "And I'll get rid of this thing." "Mac, it's good to have you back." "Hi." "Hi." "You look okay." "Professionally speaking." "Anne, whatever happened, it's over." "I'm sorry if I hurt you." "Oh, you know me." "I'm bulletproof." "No, you're not." "I came here to tell you, um" "Damn." "This is gonna be harder than I thought." "Then make it easy." "Just say it." "I always thought that when I met, um, the guy... that we'd, uh, be inside each other," "feel each other-- really, really know each other." "I don't know you, Duncan." "And the truth is I really don't think you want me to." "I'll call you." "I'll be here." "And here we are" "We're the princes of the universe" "Here we belong fighting for survival" "We've come to be the rulers of your world" "I am immortal" "I have inside me blood of kings" "I have no rival" "No man can be my equal" "Take me to the future of your world" "Closed-Captioned By Captions, Inc." "Los Angeles"