Highlander II Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1991
- 91 min
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Unfortunately not.
Good-bye, Ms. Marcus.
You know, I used to read about you.
You had such great
passion for the world.
I admired you.
I can see that's all gone now.
You're nothing but a tired old man.
More than you know.
Oh, no, you don't.
The world is dying, MacLeod.
I need your help.
Please get out of the car.
No way.
Suit yourself.
[ Horn Honks ]
Listen, MacLeod, when I broke in tonight,
the numbers and figures I saw didn't add up.
Something's wrong, and Blake's
trying to cover it up.
- What do you want me to do?
- Help me.
I can't. Not now.
What happened to the MacLeod
That was 40 years ago.
I'm an old man.
- [ Groaning ]
- Are you all right? What's the matter?
You gotta go.
[ Corda, Reno Yelping, Cackling ]
Who are they?
I don't know.
[ Distorted ]
MacLeod!
Was that just a lucky guess?
Wait a minute.
What are we doing?
Get in there.
Don't make a sound. In here?
You've gotta be kidding.
Come on!
Let me have him.
But I want him!
It's my turn.
MacLeod!
You're going to die!
[ Panting ]
Ramirez!
My old friend Ramirez!
[ Cackles ]
[ Hisses ]
Thank you!
- [ Cackling ]
- [ Grunts ]
[ Groans ]
[ Yells ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Horn Blowing ]
[ Screams ]
[ Electricity Crackling ]
[ Groaning ]
MacLeod.
[ Groaning ]
[ Yelping ]
[ Groaning ]
[ Cackling ]
[ Groans ]
[ Yelling ]
I hate to say good-bye, Highlander!
Why?
Are you going somewhere?
Hey, pal, you got a light?
Thanks.
[ Cackling ]
Come on.
Come on!
Ramirez!
[ Groaning ]
Ramirez!
Alas, poor Yorick.
[ Electrical Pulses ]
I knew him, Horatio.
Ah!
[ Audience Chuckling, Murmuring ]
[ Ramirez ]
Well, now.
Alas, poor Yorick.
I knew him, Horatio.
Actually, the name is Ramirez.
- Will you get out of here.
- Excuse me?
of most excellent fancy.
Forgive me for interrupting
your conversation but--
He hath borne me upon his
back a thousand times.
Now, how abhorred in
my imagination it is.
Here hung those lips...
that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Sir, whatever you gentlemen felt for each
other when your friend was still alive...
is certainly none of my affair.
What's your f***ing game, shithead?
[ Audience Laughing ] Shithead?
What's a shithead?
Get off the stage!
[ Audience Continues Laughing ]
[ Laughs ] My apologies!
Enough of this useless banter.
I shall be on my way and leave
you to converse with your skull.
Farewell, dear shithead.
Farewell.
[ Cheering ]
Rather glad the magic works.
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