Highlander Page #2

That's right, Mr. Kruger.

Lucky Strike means

fine tobacco.

Don't talk to the guests.

I didn't do nothing.

At last...

the gathering.

Hi.

I'm Candy.

Of course you are.

Come on in.

Hiya. Got a present

from the coroner.

Pieces of metal found

on the dead guy under the Garden.

In the wound

and on the clothes.

Real smooth shave.

That can't be right.

Son of a b*tch.

Who's there?

Hey, Brenda. Usual?

Lots of it.

# ls better than

a lifetime alone #

Say when.

# One sentimental moment

in your arms #

When.

# Is like a shooting star... #

Excuse me a minute, Brenda.

Double Glenmoran on the rocks.

Glenmoran. Right.

Go to the Garden often?

What did you say?

# I'm a prisoner of love

inside you #

# I'm falling apart all around you #

What did you say?

Madison...Square...Garden.

Do you go there often?

Why?

Basketball?

The circus? Wrestling?

Why are you asking me?

Have you been following me?

I'd like to walk

you home, Brenda.

I can take care of myself.

# It's always a rainy day without you #

# I'm a prisoner of love

inside you #

# I'm falling apart #

# All around you ##

Be quiet!

Unnhhrr!

Aah!

Here. Take this.

Nice to see you

again, Macleod.

Nice to see you--

Stop!

There can be only one!

No!

You, on the ground.

This is the police.

Put down your weapons.

Hands on your head.

Another time, Highlander!

I will find you!

Hold it right there!

Come back here!

Stop!

Wait!

Who was that?

He called you Highlander.

"There can be only one"?

Only one what?

- I want to know!

- Shut up!

Don't you ever

follow me again.

You only have one life.

If you value it...

go home.

You saw the wound.

He should have died.

I say he's got

the devil in him.

Drinking with us, are you?

What's the matter, Dugal?

You, talking

and breathing...

and last night,

all but a corpse.

How did you manage that?

You'd rather I was dead?

It's not natural.

He's in league with Lucifer.

Don't say that, Kate.

I'll say it.

You've the devil in you.

We've been kinsmen 20 years.

Connor Macleod was my kinsman.

I don't know who you are.

Angus.

You better go, Connor.

I'm not going anywhere.

He's the devil!

Kill him!

Lucifer!

Burn the devil out of him!

All right.

Get him down.

Burn him!

Leave him be!

Dugal...

Oh!

He's your cousin, man!

No, Angus!

Quiet!

Quiet!

There'll be no burning

here today!

We'll banish him!

No! Burn him!

Stop it, Kate!

Burn him!

Angus, burn him!

Can you walk?

I'll bloody well

walk out of here.

Then go!

While there's still time.

I'll not forget you, Angus.

That's a good dog.

Pie and ale.

Do you want it?

Aye. Right now.

You filthy sod!

You're all muck and muscle.

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