Highlander
Episode Transcripts
SEASON ONE
Episode 1: The Gathering
Written by Dan Gordon
Directed by Thomas J. Wright
Aired: Oct. 3, 1992
Transcript revised: 10-21-09
Zzickle's Notes:
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Duncan MacLeod - Adrian Paul Tessa Noel - Alexandra Vandernoot Richie Ryan - Stan Kirsch |
Slan Quince - Richard Moll Connor MacLeod - Christopher Lambert Sergeant Powell - Wendell Wright |
Eurominutes key:
~Bolded - SciFi channel, 2000.
~Bolded - SciFi channel, 2008.
~Bolded - both.
NOTE: Based on the 'Final Shooting Script', this episode had a number of changes - Richie's name was originally Cole Ryan, Duncan was nearly 500 (not 400) years old, and Kate Kendall (later changed to Randi McFarland) had several scenes. For 'script' scenes not present in the actual episode, click on the 'CUT' links throughout the transcript. (Affected transcript lines are <bracketed>.)
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[Voice-over by Duncan MacLeod]
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Antique store, night [RR approaches closed store. Upstairs, Tessa & DM are . . . busy.] RR - [cuts hole in window glass, disables alarm, opens window, & climbs inside] Check it out. One night only, everything must go. Loft apartment - living room, night DM - [senses 'buzz'] I feel something. Tessa - I hope so. DM - No. Someone's here. Tessa - I didn't hear anything. DM - [pulls sword from under coffee table] Neither did I. Tessa - Mac.
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Loft apartment - living room [Queen - "Who Wants to Live Forever" instrumental] Tessa - So, you liberated this wine from Napoleon's own cellar, I suppose?
DM - No, this wine's only a little bit older than you are. Happy birthday. [hands Tessa a small box]
Tessa - Oh. [kisses DM, opens box] Oh, Mac! You're crazy.
DM - Just something I picked up during the French Revolution. [puts bracelet on Tessa's wrist]
Tessa - From now on, I only celebrate un-birthdays . . . like the Mad Hatter.
DM - You're beautiful.
Tessa - Ha. I'm a year older.
DM - And still beautiful. Tessa - When we met, you were the "older man." DM - [laughs] Much. Tessa - I mean, now . . . now we look the same age. Soon . . . DM - Come here. Tessa, you're the most wonderful woman I've known in my entire life. Tessa - All four hundred years? DM - I'm not four hundred. I won't be four hundred for . . . another four months. Tessa - The problem is, even when you are four hundred, or four hundred and twenty, you'll still look thirty-five. It makes me sick. DM - Good skin runs in my family. There's nothing I can do about it. Tessa - From now on, every year you'll look at me and see someone who looks older and older than you, while you stay the same. And it'll just be a matter of time . . . DM - No, it won't. Tessa - . . . until you want someone else. DM - No. Tessa - Or maybe I will. DM - You'll want someone younger? Not exactly hard to find. Tessa - No. Maybe I'll want someone I can grow old with. DM - You know I've wanted the same thing -- to grow old with you. Tessa - Mac, I know there have been others . . . other loves. After a century or two . . . do you learn how to cope? DM - Cope? With the loss? Hm? No matter how many years go by, or how many times you say goodbye to those you care most about, when they leave, you . . . Tessa - Die? DM - Yes. When they die, you're naked and alone. Why don't we stop thinking about what's going to happen when I'm four hundred and twenty or four hundred and forty or . . . [kisses Tessa] . . . and think about what's going to happen . . . later on tonight.
Tessa - And what's going to happen tonight? [They continue to kiss.]
Outside antique store [CM sees Slan in car nearby.] Slan - Well, well, look who's here. [revs engine] Ciao, baby! [laughs & drives off]
Antique store - workshop [DM senses 'buzz', goes over to Tessa.] Tessa - [stops grinding on piece of metal] Is there someone here? DM - Someone with a long lifeline. [unlocks back door, sword in hand, then sees CM looking in] CM - [enters] Hi. DM - Tessa, you've already met Connor MacLeod. CM - I'm, uh, a friend of Duncan's from the old neighborhood.
[CM & DM fencing.] CM - A mere pinprick. DM - By my count, you look more like a pincushion! [More fighting, laughing.] DM - You know Slan is mine. CM - You sure you can handle him? Come on. [holds out hand] DM - [helps CM up] No problem. [More fighting.] CM - Slan is mine. DM - Protecting Tessa is MY job. [They both laugh.] CM - Good to see you.
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Tessa - You're sure you wouldn't rather use a sword, Connor? CM - I take it that, uh, what you saw last night was . . . new? New. DM - Yes, as a matter of fact, it is quite new for Tessa. CUT Tessa - How long have you two known each other? Are you related? DM - We're clansmen. When I was growing up, there was a legend in my clan about a strange man in my grandfather's time who was killed in battle and then miraculously revived. CM - Everyone thought it was witchcraft. DM - I thought it was an old wives' tale. Until one day . . . Tessa - I know. Someone killed you, but you didn't die. CM - And then I found him, well, you know, the way someone found me. DM - Connor taught me everything I needed to know to survive as an Immortal. The rules. The tactics needed to win. CM - As once someone taught me. Tessa - Win what?!? Why does this Slan person want Duncan? Please, don't say anything in front of the lady! Let me just go in the next room and crochet while you have cigars and brandy and talk about beheadings! DM - I told Tessa some of it. I thought I was out of it. She didn't need to know all the rules. CM - You're not out of it anymore! "There can be only one." Remember that rule? Tessa - One what? One of you? Only one Immortal left in the end? Is that it? And what does the winner get? CM - The last one will have the power of all the Immortals who ever lived -- enough power to rule this planet forever. If someone like Slan is that last one, mankind will suffer an eternity of darkness from which it will never recover. Tessa - And you didn't think this was important enough to mention? DM - It's nothing new. CM - You can't stay out of the Game, Duncan. You've tried before. DM - Damn it, Connor! It had nothing to do with the Game, and you know that.
Flashback - Dakota Territory, 1872 - Lakota tribe [Queen - "Who Wants to Live Forever" There's no place for us What is this thing that builds our dreams Yet slips away from us? Who wants to live forever? Who wants to live forever?] DM - [crying] She knew the names of all the grasses . . . the wildflowers . . . the songs that told where her people came from, how they lived, what they believed in! CM - I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. CM - [watching funeral pyre burn] Do you think we ever lived like this? Like a tribe? CM - [continues] Together with a common language, a reason and a name for each living thing? Did we once belong somewhere -- a time and a place, however briefly? Antique store - workshop [DM pulls up in T-bird, feels 'buzz', enters store cautiously.] DM - [over sound of grinder] Tessa? Slan - [stops grinding] Hi, hon. Want to see what I've been working on? [Tessa, sitting in chair tied & gagged, cries out as Slan removes the cloth draped over her.] I think the face could use a little work, don't you? [holds grinder near Tessa's face. DM steps forward.] Uh-uh! Ha ha ha. Not too close. Drop it. Drop it! [Tessa continues making muffled noises.] DM - [flips sword around & cuts power cord to grinder] You came for me. [They fight.] Slan - [puts sword to Tessa's neck. Tessa screams.] You know what some wags call me? Slan the Cat, because I like to play with my victims first. Ah-ah-ah-ah. Don't spoil the fun! Be a good boy, and I'll leave her alive . . . this time. I want you to think about it now. I bet you're thinking about it right now, aren't ya? [They exchange a few more blows. Slan knocks DM down & leaves.] Slan - Ta-ta for now, kids.
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DM - You want to talk? <Tessa - If I wanted to talk, I suppose I'd be talking. CUT I'm an artist. I'm supposed to have this tremendous imagination. But who could imagine this? Mac, I want to leave.>
DM - I think it's for the best, Tessa.
Tessa - Is that what you think?
DM - Is WHAT what I think?
Tessa - That I'm leaving you.
DM - Yes, that's what I think.
Tessa - You'd think in four hundred years, a person would learn how to listen.
DM - Well, that's what you said.
Tessa - I meant *I* want to leave -- not you, but this place. Here. The two of us. THAT'S what I meant. But maybe, that's not what you wanted to hear. DM - You think he couldn't find us in Paris? Tessa, Slan won't give up. You'll have to leave. Tessa - What? DM - There's no way you could have known what this was going to be like. Tessa - Well, I have an idea now. So, what has this been for you -- this past dozen years? Was it like a summer fling? R & R? "Sorry darling, back to the wars, you know." Damn you! Damn your Gathering! Damn your whole race! DM - I'm not your enemy, you know. Flashback - Pacific Northwest, 1872 - Shaman Island CM - Hey . . . I know you loved her, but you can't keep them from dying. They all do. Men kill men. We kill each other. DM - I don't care who does the killing. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of the endless mindless fighting. I'm tired of death. CM - You can't quit. DM - I didn't ask you for permission, Connor. CM - I know why you chose this place. It's holy ground. DM - That's right. And I did ask permission of the old ones to build my cabin here. CM - No Immortal can fight here . . . ever. You'll always be safe. DM - Glad you approve. Connor, the battle between good and evil can do without me for a while. CM - Maybe, but you can't stay out of it forever. DM - No, not forever, but for a while. CM - They'll find you. DM - Eventually.
Duncan's warehouse [CM & DM are fighting. RR watches through a broken window.] [Queen - "Princes of the Universe" 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
Antique store - workshop CM - So, how do you feel, old man? DM - Fifty years younger than you do. [to Tessa] What's wrong? Tessa - Slan called. DM - What did he say? Tessa - He'll be on Soldier's Bridge tonight. DM - That's not all, is it? Tessa - When he's finished with you, he'll be back for me.
[later] CM - [watching DM sharpen his sword] You know, I've been thinking. Why are you smiling? 'Cause I've been thinking? DM - Uh-huh. CM - [laughing] Well, anyway, as long as I can remember knowing you . . . DM - Oh, not again. CM - Excuse me? DM - You heard me. CM - You don't know what I'm going to say. As long as I remember knowing you, you've had all the fun and most of the good women. DM - Lately. CM - Lately? DM - That's what I said. CM - What are you talking about? DM - Well, I seem to remember that girl in London. The red-head. CM - Ha! DM - Healthy girl. CM - Come on, that was almost a hundred and sixty years ago. DM - That's what I said -- lately. CM - You know what your problem is? You live in the past. DM - I don't have a problem. CM - Yes, you do. DM - No, I don't. CM - Yes. You do. DM - No, I don't. Stop arguing with me. CM - I'm not arguing. DM - Yes, you are. CM - No. It's conversation. DM - It's conversation? Well, end of conversation! CM - Oh, easy way out, huh? DM - Uh-huh. CM - Yeah, the usual. Duncan? DM - [turns] What? CM - [knocks him unconscious] End of conversation. Tessa - Mac! CM - He was arguing. Don't worry. He's gonna be okay. Tessa - You don't have to go either. CM - We don't have a choice. I hope to see you again.
Soldier's Bridge, sunset [Slan is waiting.]
Outside antique store, night RR - [hiding behind car, sees CM come out of store] Damn. Sir Lancelot. [As CM starts the car, RR hides in the trunk.]
Antique store - workshop, night DM - [waking up] Oh . . . Tessa - Mac. Mac? DM - Where is he? Tessa - Where do you think? DM - Oh, ohh. [stands up] Tessa - I know you have to go. Tell me, does anyone, anywhere, know why? Just why? DM - Tessa, I won't be back, even if I win. Tessa - After twelve years, is it that simple for you? DM - Of course not! But you didn't know . . . Tessa - I do now! DM - It will happen again! Tessa - I don't care! DM - Tessa. I love you.
Soldier's Bridge, night CM - [wearing beige trench coat & white sneakers!] Don't look so disappointed, Slan. When was the last time you had such an enthusiastic opponent? Slan - Maybe you're right. This could be fun. [puts on protective mask] CM - [swishes sword, laughs] Still worried about that pretty face of yours? Slan - Just protecting my most valuable asset. RR - [watching from shadows] Oh man, these guys should sell tickets. CUT
Streets of Seacouver, night [DM drives quickly toward Soldier's Bridge.]
Soldier's Bridge, night [CM cuts Slan's face.] Slan - Aaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaah! [pulls off mask] [Fight continues. Slan shoots CM with a barb from the handle of his sword. CM falls over edge of bridge into the water.] Slan - Bye-bye. DM - [walks onto bridge] Slan! It's over now. [They fight.] You're cutting it close, Slan, Come on! [Fighting continues.] Slan - Aaaaaaaaaah [charges DM, gets sliced across abdomen, falls to his knees] Finish it, Highlander. DM - There can be only one. [beheads Slan, takes Quickening, then looks up & sees RR watching] RR - Whoa. Chill, man. Just . . . just pretend I'm not here. Soldier's Bridge, next morning [DM pulls CM out of river.] CM - Go for it. That's it. [DM pulls projectile from CM's chest.] Aaah, oh, God! DM - I know this won't come as a surprise, but you'll live. CM - I should have known it -- you're never on time. Slan? DM - I handled it. CM - As I said, you have all the fun and most of the good women. DM - Connor, I'm not going back to Tessa. I cannot put her through this again. CM - I understand, but she won't. [sees RR trying to hide in grass by bridge] What about the boy? He'll need watching. DM - I know. I will.
Loft apartment - living room Tessa - [hears noise] Mac? Duncan, is that you? [runs down to workshop, opens door to alley] Connor, are you alright? CM - Yeah, I'm okay. Don't worry. Tessa - Where is Mac? CM - He's alive, and Slan won't be calling you anymore. Tessa - Connor, where did Mac go? CM - He didn't tell me. But I can guess.
Tessa - Where?
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Duncan's island Tessa - I tried to call you, but . . . [runs to DM, kisses him] I love you. I love you. DM - It hasn't ended. You know that. It won't end until . . . CM - We don't know when it's going to end. We never do. But while we're here . . . living in this time, in this place . . . some of us . . . the lucky few . . . will still have all the fun. And? CM & DM - [together] All the good women. CM - [laughs] Listen, I gotta go. The Old Ones are whispering that, uh, you want to be alone. DM - You're welcome to stay. CM - Goodbye, Tessa. Tessa - Will I . . . ? CM - I hope so. Duncan . . . DM - Connor. [CM leaves.] Tessa - You didn't say goodbye? DM - Never do. |
End of "The Gathering"
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