Highlander: The Search for Vengeance

Marcus!

No! Colin!

A warrior came to us without a clan.

He fought for us, he died for us.

He lived as a stranger, but in death he is a Highlander.

From today onward, he shall be known as our brother Colin MacLeod of Clan MacLeod.

After a century of terrorism and global warming, the earth has fallen into chaos and decay.

Nations have been replaced by city states, armed fortresses ruled by would-be kings and demagogues.

Life is cheap and death comes easy...

save for some

The immortals that live among us...

For them, death comes only when you take their heads.

This is the story of one immortal...

...Colin MacLeod.

And his everlasting search for vengeance.

Don't you ever quit?

Get lost!

You're the one who's lost!

Who the f*** are you?

I'm looking for someone.

Who's this?

Fresh meat.

You got balls!

But no brains.

I... am Malike.

Have you come to take my head and collect the reward?

You're not who I want.

Ain't that a shame?

'Cos I'm the one you got.

No one has to die today.

Don't...

Run!

Get it! Do it!

I've lived a thousand years boy.

I've killed a hundred like you.

And, there can be only one!

Time to die!

Kill him!

No, this can't be!

W-Who are you?

Colin MacLeod...

...of the Clan MacLeod!

Beautiful.

But not perfect.

Just like this city...

A quickening! An immortal has lost his head.

Feeling better?

Take it easy. His power must have really turned you on.

Shut up, Amergan!

You're lucky I'm already dead, or that could have killed me.

You're trespassing!

Your address citizen of the city with the travel pass or you're dead.

Which is it?

Careful, pal.

Check him!

What's in the bag?

Oh, what?! Damn!

I'll take my money.

Malike's killer has come to collect his reward.

What do you think?

About the sculpture or Malike's killer?

Here's you money. Now you have to come with me.

Why?

Our commander wants to thank you, personally.

Tell him to write me a letter.

I have my orders.

Discretion is the better part of the fellow.

Buzz off.

What happened here?

The virus killed most of them.

Floods, pollution and bad genetic engineering did the rest.

The virus kill rate is about 80%.

You wanna keep your ass safe, you'll get vaccinated.

Not my problem.

This is fine. I'll get out here.

Ah, yeah? But this isn't a cab friend.

I'm not your friend.

Yeah?

Maybe you'd rather be dead.

F*** you!

Man, who're you?

I'm Joe and around here I'm the man.

Whatever you need, I got.

Food, clean water, a woman...

Whisky...

Hey, that's easy.

Rudy's bar, down by the peer.

Look for the cow's head.

Just tell him Joe sent you.

Wow, thanks a lot!

Hey, what's your name anyways?

Colin.

Who is he?

Did you see who is that guy?

Nothing from up here.

Did you see that?

He kicked their asses...

...and he gave me 100 bucks.

Huh, useless...

Just useless.

Dahlia?

All the money in the world won't save you from the virus.

Just leave the bottle, pal.

Yo, Dahlia. You're late.

Not today.

You got two choices:

You can give it up, or I can take it.

That's a good girl.

No!

You got two choices Freddy.

You can leave now, or you can carry your little friend home in a paper cup.

You!

Go home Freddy!

Whatever!

Thanks.

How's business?

It sucks! We are losing ground.

Yeah, I hear ya.

If someone doesn't give, and soon already, then we're all dead.

Hey, you don't need that.

All you need is me.

What did you say?

I say don't need that.

All you need is me.

And if you need more of an invitation than that...

...you're not the man I thought you were.

Hoi, to our fearless leader!

Who has less trouble conquering Romans...

...then he does with his wife!

That'll be enough of that.

To freedom!

TO FREEDOOOM!!!

To glory!

TO GLOOORYYY!!!

In the name of honour!

HONOOOUUUR!!!!

Now we have our own business to take care of.

Ah, do we now?

We do.

As the gods hear my witness...

...I will love no other till the day I die.

Which will be tomorrow.

What...

Marcus Octavius leads 2000 legionnaires.

You lead 400.

You have no chance.

Well, then how about giving me a proper farewell?

You think this is a joke?

When my father chose you to lead us,

it was not supposed to be to our deaths.

You think he'd want us to run?

He'd want us to live.

Live yes, but not as slaves.

He'd never want us to live as slaves.

Moya, our lives are a small price to pay for our honour.

Then let us drink to our victory.

To victory!

I love you.

You are my life.

Colin...

Moya...

I...

M-Moya...!

Forgive me.

What's your business woman?

The name is Moya and my business is with Marcus Octavius...

...and not his watchdog.

I could rape and kill you and no one will care.

That's enough!

Yes sir!

Do you read, Moya?

No.

Pity.

There are things men have written of such beauty and wisdom.

So, beauty and wisdom, can they tell me why Rome must destroy my people?

Because it is the way of nature.

We are the superior civilization.

One day, the entire world, will know the peace of Rome.

You Romans, you talk of peace when all you do is kill.

I know you're not here just to insult me.

I am here to beg for the lives of my people.

Generally, such requests are accompanied by tribute.

Truly a gift from the gods.

And, my people?

They're already destroyed.

Our destiny must be served.

Then, serve this...

It can't be!

Such a waste.

I could've given you Rome.

But now, you will watch everything you love...

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