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Duncan: I can't believe you did that.
Methos: MacLeod, the guy gave me a ticket, it was a selfless act in the interest of historical accuracy.
Duncan: Oh, yeah, an oversized ego had nothing to do with it.
Methos: I think they love me.
Duncan: They'd love a hammerhead shark if it had a nice smile.
Methos: Well, he wants me back next week what do you think?
Duncan: One word.
Methos: Okay.
Duncan: Animal, four legs, carries heavy weights.
Methos: Donkey.
Duncan: No-no-no-no, try three letters.
Methos: Three letters...that would be...
Duncan: Someone could have recognized you.
Methos: Nah, I don't think so. Besides, I didn't go through the final.
Duncan: Yeah, because you lost. Tom Jones didn't popularize the twist.
Methos: So I'm a little weak on pop culture. Well, who the hell is Chubby Checker in the grand scheme of things anyway? I mean I know how tall Nero was; I know Caesar's favorite food; I know Helen of Troy didn't have that great of face, and it only launched a hundred ships and not a thousand, I--
Duncan: Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Methos: Fine. (They feel an Immortal's presence.) You expecting anyone?
Duncan: Maybe it's one of your fan club.
Methos: Okay, there's another way back. It's a bit longer, but I prefer the view.
Duncan: Yeah, send me a postcard.
Methos: You're not coming?
Duncan: No, I like to know who's around.
Methos: Listen, I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it's time to disappear.
Duncan: Yeah.
Methos: Good luck. |
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Methos: MacLeod? Is that you? (A dagger is thrown at Methos's chest.)
Kronos: Greetings, brother.
Methos: Kronos!
Kronos: I missed you too. (Methos dies.) |
* * * |
Kronos: It's been a long time. How're you feeling?
Methos: Like I left my heart in San Francisco.
Kronos: I didn't know you had a heart. Does it hurt?
Methos: What do you think?
Kronos: Since you ask, I think you're not used to pain, brother. What's happened, you got soft?
Methos: I just passed through my angry adolescence a little quicker than you, Kronos.
Kronos: For a long time I thought you were dead; I didn't even bother looking for you. Then I heard rumors: Methos, the worlds oldest man. You slipped up there, old friend. You got sloppy.
Methos: Well, we're none of us perfect.
Kronos: I shouldn't be surprised you're still alive. You were always the one I counted on. You weren't the strongest or the toughest, but you were the survivor. It's what you do best...or did.
Methos: So you've come to kill me.
Kronos: It's what I do best. But you do have a choice.
Methos: Well, I'm all for choices.
Kronos: Well, you can either lose your head or you can join me.
Methos: Since you put it that way, welcome back, brother. |
* * * |
Duncan: Methos.
Methos: I was worried about you, MacLeod, glad you made it.
Duncan: Yeah, me too.
Methos: Something unexpected has come up.
Duncan: Tell me about it; listen, have you ever heard of an immortal named Kronos?
Methos: Kronos?
Duncan: Yeah. (Cassandra enters.)
Cassandra: You!
Methos: Who's this?
Cassandra: Draw your sword!
Methos: MacLeod, who is she?
Duncan: Cassandra, what are you doing?
Cassandra: Stay out of this, MacLeod.
Methos: You don't know me.
Cassandra: Do you think I could ever forget you?! |
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Methos: Surprise, you're not dead. Your kind is hard to kill. (Cassandra attacks him.) You'll have to try harder than that.
Cassandra: Where are they? Hijad, my people, take me to them.
Methos: You want to see them?
Cassandra: Yes.
Methos: There they are. (Methos points to skulls.)
Cassandra: You killed them? All of them?
Methos: Including you.
Cassandra: The wound, it's gone; I should be dead.
Methos: You live because I wish it, and you stay alive as long as you please me. (Cassandra hits Methos; Methos slaps her.) That did not please me. I am Methos, you live to serve me. Never forget that.
Silas: You're a thieving bastard, Caspian! You always were! (Methos leaves Cassandra to investigate yelling.) It's mine! It belongs to me!
Caspian: It belongs to whoever can take it.
Silas: I saw it first.
Caspian: I fought as well as you. I killed more people.
Silas: Women and children don't count.
Caspian: I could kill you just as well.
Methos: Lay it down, Caspian!
Caspian: Why should I?
Methos: Because if you do not, I will kill you. Trust me, if I have to lose one, it will be you.
Silas: Kronos.
Kronos: Problems?
Methos: Not anymore.
Kronos: Well, there's one way to make sure. Lift it. (Caspian and Silas lift the cloth. Kronos cuts it in half with his sword.) We share everything. (Methos returns to Cassandra. She's trying to escape.)
Methos: You died once today. Did you enjoy that? Well, learn this lesson well, I will kill you as many times as it takes to tame you. |
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Methos: This is crazy. It wasn't me, MacLeod. Do something!
Cassandra: This is between you and me, Methos. (Duncan holds Cassandra.)
Duncan: Get out of here. Now! (Methos leaves.)
Cassandra: Let go of me! Let go of me!
Duncan: Go! Go! Only if you calm down. Okay?
Cassandra: Okay. (Cassandra runs to the door.) He's gone. You had no right to interfere.
Duncan: He didn't even know you.
Cassandra: He's a liar. Don't come between us again.
Duncan: Cassandra, he's my friend.
Cassandra: Your friend rode with Kronos, killed and raped along side him. He was one of the Horsemen. |
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Kronos: So, you're back.
Methos: What'd you think I'd do? Run and hide? Go somewhere you couldn't find me?
Kronos: No, you're too smart for that. You know that I'd track you down, no matter how long it took, and then I'd kill you.
Methos: Well, it's nice to feel wanted.
Kronos: Not want. Need! A dozen times I tried to take up the old ways, but I failed. The others I rode with were trash, scum! I had no one to plan my raids, no one who understood the true use of terror. You are one of a kind, Methos. As we all were. There was never a band like us. Never in all history.
Methos: You took a risk letting me out of your site earlier on today.
Kronos: A lot of time has past since we rode together. I had to be sure of you. (Methos attacks Kronos, but fails.) And now I am.
Methos: Don't you understand?! I'm not like that anymore. I have changed.
Kronos: No, you pretended to. Maybe you even convinced yourself you had, but inside you're still there Methos; you're like me.
Methos: Not any more.
Kronos: No? Tell me you haven't missed it.
Methos: The killing?
Kronos: The freedom! The power! Riding out of the sun knowing that you're the most terrifying thing that they'd ever seen. Knowing that their weapons and their gods are useless against you. That you're the last thing they'll ever see. That's what you were meant to be, Methos. Don't fight it, feel it. I'm going to do you a favor. You know Cassandra's here.
Methos: We didn't exactly exchange gifts.
Kronos: And you know that she'll kill you if she gets the chance. You never could bring yourself to take her head, could you? So I'm going to do it for you.
Methos: And in return?
Kronos: You kill Duncan MacLeod.
Methos: But he's my friend. He's nothing to you. Why?
Kronos: Why? Because he's your friend. Because you still have to prove yourself, and because you owe me! Now swear, swear you will kill MacLeod.
Methos: I swear. |
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Duncan: Going somewhere?
Methos: You shouldn't be here.
Duncan: What are you running from, the question or the answer?
Methos: There is no answer, MacLeod. Let it be.
Duncan: Is what she said true?
Methos: I'm outta here.
Duncan: No, you're not, you're not outta here. Is what she said true?
Methos: T...The times were different, MacLeod. I was different. The whole bloody world was different, okay?
Duncan: Did you kill all those people?
Methos: Yes, is that what you want to hear? Killing was all I knew; is that what you want to hear?
Duncan: It's enough. |
Methos: No! It's not enough! *I killed, but I didn't just kill fifty; I didn't kill a hundred; I killed a thousand; I killed ten thousand! And I was good at it. And it wasn't for vengeance; it wasn't for greed. It was because I liked it. Cassandra was nothing; her village was nothing. Do you know who I was? I was Death. (Methos laughs.) Death, Death on a horse. When mothers warned their children that the monster would get them, that monster was me. I was the nightmare that kept them awake at night. Is that what you want to hear?! The answer is yes. Oh, yes.* (cah1.aif - 1,504K) |
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Duncan: We're through. |
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Kronos: Why did you stop the fight? You saved MacLeod.
Methos: It could have gone either way. I couldn't take the chance.
Kronos: Are you afraid of me losing or him? Have I been wrong about you? Hm? Maybe I should kill you right now and make absolutely sure.
Methos: If you do that, you'll never have the four horsemen.
Kronos: What are you saying?
Methos: Silas and Caspian are alive.
Kronos: You're lying.
Methos: I can take you to them.
Kronos: Then you live. The four horsemen ride again. |
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