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Boxing arena [Black-and-white stock footage of clips of various boxing matches. An end-of-match bell rings.]   Boxing arena - backstage Sully - I told you, didn't I, Georgie? Didn't I tell you to hook off the jab? George - Yeah, you told me, Tommy. You told me. Sully - [to reporter] This kid . . . [grabs George] Get your face in here. Come here. [into camera] This kid fought like a champion tonight. Rodriguez never knew what hit him. Female reporter - That left jab into the right hook was just great! [Sully senses 'buzz'. DM appears behind him.] DM - Great fight, Sully! Sully - Aaaooh! [hugs DM] DM - I haven't seen anybody move in the ring like that for years. He reminded me of Rocky Gallavin. Hey, this is Charlie DeSalvo. Tommy Sullivan. Sully - [shakes Charlie's hand] Charlie, how are you. [making introductions] Georgie, Georgie . . . [to DM] Come with us. Come with us. DM - [shaking George's hand] Hey, hey, Duncan MacLeod, man. It's nice to meet you. George - Nice to meet you, too. Thanks. Charlie - Who's Rocky Gallavin, man? DM - He's . . . before your time. Coleman - [to Wallace] That kid showed some real talent tonight. Wallace - He don't move to the left so good. Coleman - Who cares how he moves? He's white, and he can punch like hell. You know what I see when I look at a boy like that? Money.   Boxing arena - hallway Sully - Good fight, Thunder. Thunder - Your boy got lucky. Sully - Lucky my ass. Thunder - How much you pay the ref to stop the fight? George - You want another beating? Manager - Hey, wait. [tries to push them apart] Hey, hey, hey! Sully - Get your hands off my fighter! [Sully punches him, and everyone starts shouting and throwing punches.] This is just like old times, huh, Mac? CUT Wallace - [laughing, watching the fight with Coleman] Look at this.

Boxing arena - locker room Sully - That's the beauty of it. For thirty grand, you get ten percent. That's a hell of a bargain. DM - Well, you shouldn't have any problem finding investors. Sully - I'm just trying to take care of my friends first. How about you, Charlie? Charlie - Ah, no, that's a little too rich for my blood. Sully - You guys are walking away from a fortune. [exits to shower area, talks off-screen] It's all set, Georgie. Tonight everything turns around from here. George - [off-screen] So you got the money? <Sully - [off-screen] CUT He's in. Just like I promised.> Charlie - Your friend's either deaf or one hell of a liar, man. DM - Either that or he's found some other investors. Charlie - Yeah, maybe. Hey, look, I got a date with Helen. I'll catch you later. [as Sully & George enter from shower area, leans in close] Keep a hand on your wallet. [leaves as Coleman & Wallace enter] Coleman - You were great out there, kid. Sully - You want something here? Coleman - Look, maybe now's not the time, but we need to talk. Sully - I know what you want. He's not for sale. <George - Sully, maybe we should listen to what he's got-- CUT > Sully - What, you manage yourself now? George - I just . . . Coleman - I'll make a good offer. DM - He said he wasn't interested. Coleman - Who are you? [off Sully's & DM's looks] Maybe some other time, kid. Sully - Maybe you should get the hell out of here. [Coleman & Wallace leave.] In honor of your victory, Georgie, Mac is going to take us out for a few drinks, right?   The Dugout sports bar Man - Hey, Mr. Coleman! Coleman - [waves at patron, walks through crowd] Hi, girls. Good to see you. Gregory, my man, good to see you. Hey, Jill, make sure this guy gets a drink. Hey, George! You're just as ugly as ever. Yeah, ha ha! Rodney - One . . . one shot. One-- What's the big deal? One lousy shot? Bartender - Iris said no. Rodney - Oh, Iris said-- Iris said no. She's my sister, you know, not my mother. Bartender - Look, it's her tab. She said food was okay, but no booze. Rodney - Okay . . . a beer, then? Iris - [joins him at the bar] Rodney, we talked about it. Come on. DM - [enters with Sully & George] This is Coleman's place. What are we doing here, Sully? Sully - We came to pour a little salt in his wounds. It's not him I come here to see. George - Hey, I'll catch you later, Sully. [leaves them] Sully - The kid never saw a lady he didn't love, or want to. DM - So who have we come to see, Sully? Sully - Wait. Wait. [sees Iris, goes gooey-eyed] Iris - Hey. Sully, good to see you. I heard your boy won. Sully - Oh, it's good here to be seen, too. Iris - Excuse me? Sully - What? Iris - Uh . . . The usual? Sully - Mmm. DM - He got hit on the chin, you know. Bit his tongue. Can't talk. Iris - Aw, poor baby. I heard about it. He took on half a dozen guys who attacked George? DM - Well, that's not exactly-- [Sully kicks him, under the table.] Sully - It was a bunch of guys. Iris - I always knew you were a hero. [re their order] What's it going to be? DM - Whatever he's having, let's have two. Iris - Okay. [leaves] Sully - [embarrassed] Oh, God. DM - All right, Sully. Sully - I'm a guy's guy. I think that's what it is. I'm good with guys. DM - So, what are you saying? Sully - I'm saying I need help. Look at me. She comes to take an order, I can't even remember my name.   Flashback - 1890 - MacLeod's hotel room Sully - Mac, you're here. I wasn't sure you'd be here. DM - [in bed] Sully, sometimes when you come into somebody's bedroom-- Sully - We got to hurry. We got to get down to Redman's barn. DM - The barn? Sully - For the fights. DM - What fights? Sully - They got this guy . . . they pay a thousand dollars to any man who can go three rounds with him. DM - Good luck, Sully. Pound for pound, you're one of the best bare-knuckle fighters around. Sully - No, that's the problem -- not enough pounds. They say I'm too small to fight a heavyweight, so . . . you got to do it for me. Girl - [hidden under covers, flips them back and sits up] No! Sully - Ah . . . Uh . . . Oh . . . [DM & girl laugh.] Dammit, Mac, why don't you lock your door? [covers his face with his hat and stumbles around behind a folded screen] DM - Well, I wasn't expecting you, and everyone else knocks. Sully - Well, if it wasn't an emergency . . . DM - Since when is a bare-knuckle fight an emergency? Sully - When there's an opportunity of a lifetime to be lost. I can't talk to you from behind this thing. DM - Well, if you're not happy back there, Sully, then perhaps you could wait outside. Sully - Exactly. [covers his face with his hat again and quickly leaves the room]   The Dugout (resume previous scene) DM - But you've talked to women before. Sully - She's not a woman. She's THE woman. Some girls are just some girls. With them, I'm fine. With her, I'm an idiot. DM - What exactly do you want me to do? Sully - Tell me what to say, how to be, what to do. Come on. I'm asking you this one favor. I will never ask you another thing.   Flashback - 1890 - street Sully - The thing is, Mac, I need the money. DM - Why don't you let me lend you what you need? Sully - Lend me? Well, how do you like that? I take a business proposition to a friend, and he makes me out to be a beggar. DM - Oh, is that what I've done? Sully - Absolutely. I've got my pride, Mac. I've no interest in borrowing money. It's a fifty-fifty proposition. DM - What I do for my fifty percent is obvious. Sully - You're going to need a trainer, aren't you? DM - [laughs] Forget it, Sully. I don't fight for money. Sully - It's only an exhibition. Okay, if that's the way you feel, I'll keep the money. What are you afraid of? Joe Brock is nothing. DM - Joe Brock? You want me to fight Joe Brock? They say the guy can butt heads with an ox and walk away. Sully - He's highly overrated, Mac. DM - The guy has a good shot at the title. Sully - Did you think they would put up a thousand dollars for you to fight my landlady? What are you afraid of? He can't knock your head off. DM - Forget it, Sully. Sully - Don't you want to show them what we men of the British Isles are made of? Wilson - Well, well, if it isn't the tough little mick. Found yourself a fighter yet? DM - No. Sully - No. Wilson - Oh, I didn't think so. DM - Let's go. Brock - Hey, Mac. [Mac turns, Brock punches him in the nose.] Just wanted to show him what he was missing. Wilson - Well, now we know what he's made of. Sully - [stops DM from rushing at Brock] Ah, not here! Not here. So . . . what do you say?   The Dugout (resume previous scene) DM - I'll think about it. Sully - That's good enough for me. Iris - [brings them two beers] There you go. Sully - [after Iris leaves] You've been a faithful friend, Mac, always. DM - I only said I'd think about-- Sully - Show me a man who understands loyalty, I will show you a king. [turns, sees Coleman talking to George] DM - Now, Sully, they're just talking to him. [Sully stand up.] Sully! No, Sully. Sully - [to Coleman] I don't know, I thought I made it clear. I want you to leave him alone. Coleman - I'm just saying congratulations. DM - You already did that. Coleman - You've got to think of the future. I could have him in the ring with a contender inside three months. I could get him a crack at the belt inside two years -- but it takes money. George - I tried to tell him we got all the money we need. Coleman - Yeah, right. Is that what he told you? Sully - I have my own people. DM - He's got all the money he needs. Coleman - Sullivan with money? Give me a break. DM - He's got a partner. Coleman - Who the hell are you, anyhow? DM - Name's Duncan Macleod. Coleman - Never heard of you. Sully - He's my partner, okay? So just stay out of our business. Coleman - [to George] I just want you to think about it. Sully - Think about this, Georgie -- where was he when we were sleeping in gyms and eating in dives? Ask him where the hell he was then. Coleman - All I want -- what is best for the boy. DM - Give it a rest, Coleman. [Coleman chuckles, leaves.] Sully - [to himself] I think I'll kill that son of a bitch. [turns to DM, laughs] Just kidding.

Dojo Sully - Move left, move left, fake the jab, hook. Move left! Watch me! Move left, move left, fake the jab, hook. Move left, move left, fake the jab, hook. DM - Working hard, Sully? Sully - Hi. [to George] You keep working on it. I'll be with you in a minute. George - Okay. Sully - Duncan . . . when do the lessons begin? DM - What lessons? Sully - You know, the girl stuff. Poetry. DM - Sully, poetry's not the answer. Sully - Ah, then what is? DM - I'd really like to help, Sully, but -- I've got things to do. [DM & Sully watch Charlie kiss a beautiful woman at the dojo entrance.] Sully - Duncan, did you get a look at that woman? DM - Yeah, her name's Helen. Charlie, how're you doing? Charlie - God, I feel good this morning, MacLeod. DM - Charlie-- Charlie - Yes, MacLeod, she gave me flowers. Sully - Really? How did you get her to give you flowers? Charlie - Oh, come on, man. DM - Charlie, Sully's got this little problem, and you're just the guy to help him out. Charlie - What kind of a problem? DM - [to Sully] Well, you saw it for yourself. The guy's a master. <Sully - There's this girl I know. I like her very much . . . CUT Charlie - But you want to . . . Sully - Talk to her. Charlie - And you want to get . . . Sully - Next to her. Charlie - So you can . . . Sully - Enough said. You're the man for the job.> Charlie - Hey, now wait a minute. Does he always get people to do things for him, man? DM - Well, he's a hard man to refuse. Go ahead, Sully. Georgie and I will do some roadwork. Sully - I thought you had things to do. DM - Well, what are friends for?   Flashback - 1890 - Redman's barn [DM & Brock are in the middle of their second round, trading punches as a large crowd of spectators cheers them on.] Sully - You're okay, Mac. Just stay away from him. You'll be okay. Stay away from him! [DM & Brock exchange blows.] All right! He's getting tired. He's getting tired! [Brock punches DM a few times.] Well, why don't you hit him! Hit him! [DM punches Brock.] Now back away. Back away! Spectator - Come on! [Bell rings. Brock punches DM one last time and backs off.] Sully - You son of a bitch! Drunk spectator - Yaay! Whoo! Sully - Give us some room here, boys. [moves DM to his corner and towels him off] Oh, Mac, you're doing great. DM - I'm getting killed. <Sully - CUT No, no. We've got them right where we want them.> DM - The man hits like a mule. Sully - Listen to me. You don't have to beat him. Just stay one more round. Don't let him knock you out. DM - He doesn't seem to be asking for my permission. Sully - Look at Brock -- he's puffing like a steam engine. Ha ha ha! Look at that. Wilson's giving him hell. One more round, Mac, just one more round. [yells toward opposite corner] You better start counting the money, fancy pants! All right, Mac. Go get him! [Bell dings, clock starts, third round begins.] Sully - [as DM lands a good punch] Yes! Back off. Back off, Mac. Just keep backing up! [as Mac gets punched again] No! You've got to back off! [Mac punches Brock.] Oh! Oh, good! Oh! Hit him again! [DM gets some more punches in, then Brock wraps his arms around him and lifts him off the ground.] Hey! That's enough! Get your hands off him! Wilson - Just a little Irish {weasel using} dirty tricks! Sully - Wilson, you get your hands off my fighter! [DM punches Brock some more.] Sully - [checks his pocket watch] Ten seconds! Wilson - Come on! Move! {Get him down! Aim for him!} Sully - [looks at watch again] Time! [Bell rings. DM raises his arms in victory. Everyone is distracted by a group of policemen riding up on horses. Wilson motions to Brock & he hits DM, knocking him down.] Brock - [as DM tries to rise] Stay down or I'll hurt ya. DM - I don't think so. [gets up & punches Brock until he falls down, unconscious]   Outside, near dojo Charlie - Look, for the fiftieth time, man, you gotta be more natural. Sully - Right. Natural. Charlie - You gotta be who YOU are. Sully - I tried being who I was. Who I was, was an idiot stepping on his own tongue. Charlie - Well, that's because you were afraid. Hey, come on. What is the worst thing she could do to you? [Sully scoffs.] Look, you gotta have an attitude. Right? CUT A look that says, "Hey, I'm Tommy Sullivan. I'm not like those other guys." Sully - And I can do that. Charlie - Yeah? All right, well, what would you say if she came up to you right now? What would you say to her? Sully - I'd, uh, say, uh . . . I don't know what I'd say. Charlie - I cannot believe we have got to do this again. All right. For the last time, I'm Iris, you're you, we're at the restaurant, and . . . go. "Hi, it's nice to see you here tonight. Can I get you anything?" Sully - I'm very glad to be here, and . . . and . . . Why can't we write it down? Charlie - "Can I get you anything?" Sully - Yes, please. We'd like to see a menu before we order. No. We'd like to see a menu. How's that? Charlie - Pretty lame, man. Sully - Why can't I say, uh . . . "Your eyes are like pools of light." Charlie - Pools of-- Man, what century are you living in? Sully - Okay. So we finish the thing with the menu. Then what do I say? Charlie - Anything. Just make conversation. Sully - What conversation? Charlie - Anything. You know? Just talk to her like she's one of the guys. Sully - That's disgusting.   Empty dojo DM - Hey, where've you guys been? It's been four hours. Charlie - Tell me about it. He's all yours, MacLeod. Sully - I'll see you later, right? Charlie - [sarcastically] Oh, yes. [leaves] Sully - He's a nice fellow. DM - Sully, you can't spend all your time doing this. If you're not careful, you're gonna lose George to Coleman. Sully - What are you talking about? DM - Your fighter. He spent an hour waiting for you, then he went home. Sully - I'll make it up to him tomorrow. DM - Sully, Coleman's going after George with a vengeance, and you're so distracted with this thing with Iris, you're not doing anything. You should be on the phone, setting up fights, being a manager. Sully - If it's one thing Georgie knows about, it's loyalty. You worry too much.   Empty lot by Science Dome DM - [racing across lot] Come on, Charlie! [They stop, catch their breath.] Come on, let's run it off. [starts jogging] Charlie - [jogging beside DM] I like Sully, but do me a favor, man. Next time he wants to learn about women, you teach him. DM - I just sent him to the expert. Charlie - [laughs] Oh, yeah, right. You known him long? DM - Yeah, we go back a ways. Charlie - Did he ever fight? DM - Any chance he gets. Charlie - No, I mean IN the ring. DM - Yeah, he used to be one of the best. Charlie - Funny. I never heard of him. DM - Well, it was before your time. Charlie - Ah, come on, he's not that old. DM - You'd be surprised. Charlie - Hey, you ever wonder what you'd be like in the ring? DM - Nope. Charlie - Aw, come on. You get a trainer, yeah? Learn a few moves, yeah? A couple years, you be fightin' for the title. DM - So goes the fantasy. Charlie - [stops jogging to stretch] Come on, you mean you wouldn't fight for the money they're paying these days? DM - [stretching, doing some kicks] Wouldn't be worth it. Charlie - How can you say that? A couple of rounds, throw a few punches, bob and weave, bob and weave. DM - Yeah, you get your brains scrambled. Charlie - Listen, they gotta catch ya' before they hit ya', huh? [starts walking again] DM - [walking] Yeah, listen, man. I once heard it said that you can run, but you can't hide. And the ring's an awfully small place when somebody's trying to rearrange your face. Charlie - When I was a kid, all I wanted to be was like Ali. DM & Charlie - "Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee." Charlie - CUT Hey, who'd you want to be like? DM - Don't remember. Charlie - Come on, everbody remembers. DM - You wouldn't know him. Charlie - Well, try me. Who? DM - It's a distant relative. His name was Connor MacLeod. Charlie - Yeah? And what made him so special? DM - He was a great warrior. Charlie - Ah, he was in the service, right? DM - Yeah, sort of. [They reach the T-bird.] Hey, aren't you supposed to be meeting Sully tonight at the bar? Charlie - Yeah, well, uh, why don't you go instead? DM - And deprive you of seeing your star pupil in action? Charlie - Yeah, great. Well, I lay you nine-to-five he freezes up and forgets everything I taught him, man. DM - That's why he needs his trainer. Charlie - Oh, thank you. Thank you.   The Dugout Charlie - Stop messing with your clothes, man. Just relax. Sully - I am. I'm okay. Natural, attitude, I got my lines . . . Charlie - Oh, yeah? Hey. [motions Sully to lean in closer] "It's nice to see you here again tonight." Sully - It's very nice to be here. Charlie - "Can I get you anything?" Sully - Yes, please. I think I'd like to see your menu. Charlie - All right. Iris - Hi, Sully. Want to see a menu? Sully - Uh . . . You probably want to get us anything. Iris - [laughs uncomfortably] Excuse me? Sully - It's very nice to be here. Male customer - Hey, Iris, we need a couple of beers over here! Iris - I'll be right back. [walks away] Sully - I think that went great, didn't it? Charlie - Uh-huh. Sully - What now? Charlie - Punt . . . Make conversation. Give her a compliment. Order dinner. Just try to relax. Iris - [returns] This place is the pits. Sully - What? Iris - If I could put two nickels together, I'd be out of here in a minute. Sully - You know, your eyes are very . . . you know, very . . . very . . . Charlie - Lovely? Iris - [to Charlie] Why, thank you. Want to hear the specials? Sully - What? Iris - [turns back to Sully] Sully, are you all right? Charlie - Yeah, specials. The specials would be good. Wallace - Iris? [Iris turns to him, he whispers in her ear.] Iris - [to Sully & Charlie] Excuse me. [walks toward stairs] Rodney - [stops her] Don't do this. Iris - It's okay. Rodney - No, it's not. You're doing it for me. Please, don't. [Iris goes upstairs.]   [upstairs] Coleman - Iris. Iris. You two know each other, yes? George - A little, you know. Coleman - Well, why don't I just leave you two to get better acquainted? My fighters get everything they want. You be nice. [kisses Iris on the cheek] You're talking to a future champion here. [leaves]   [downstairs] Sully - I thought it was going good. Did I say something? What? Charlie - Did you say something? Ah, no, you didn't say anything, man. [Wilson speaks briefly to a different waitress, Marilyn, who then comes to their table.] Marilyn - Hi. My name is Marilyn, and I'll be your waitress for this evening. Sully - That's all right. We've got one. Marilyn - Mr. Coleman asked me to tell you that Iris won't be coming back this evening. She came down with . . . something. [She walks off. Sully heads for the stairs.]   [upstairs] Sully - [sees George kissing Iris] Iris? Iris - Sully. Sully - Oh, what are you doing? Iris - Sully, don't! Sully! [Sully grabs George, wrestles with him.] Sully - I'm telling you . . . I'll kill you, you son of a. . . Iris - Sully, leave him alone! Sully! [They fall down the stairs, still wrestling.]   [downstairs] Iris - [follows them down] Sully! Charlie - [tries to pull Sully away] Sully, what's going on? Iris - Sully! Man - All right! Charlie - [drags Sully away] Stop it! Stop it! Sully - [calms down] Okay. Charlie - Come on. Come on. Let's go. Iris - [fusses over George's injuries] Are you okay? [George nods.] Are you sure? George - So that's how it is. Son of a bitch! Rodney - [confronts Coleman] You've gone too far this time. Coleman - Did you say something? Rodney - You can't use people like this. Coleman - I can't? Rodney - No. Coleman - Why? Because you're going to stop me? Rodney - Maybe. Maybe. Coleman - What exactly are you going to do, Rodney? Bring Rodney a drink. I think he needs a shot of courage. [Wallace chuckles. Rodney walks away, defeated.] Where are you going, Rodney? You were just going to tell me what you were going to do.   Parking lot behind The Dugout, night Coleman - Somebody clean up this crap. Man inside - Hey, I'm busy. Coleman - What am I paying you for? [walks across parking lot to car, tries to open door behind driver but it is locked] Hey, are you going to open up the door for me? Wallace. [taps on driver's window] Wallace. [opens door. Wallace falls out, dead.]

Corridor outside George's apartment, #205 DM - [knocks on door, George answers] Can we come in? George - I don't-- DM - We just came by to try and patch things up. Sully - [enters apartment] I wanted to say, uh . . . I came to apologize. George - Look, save it. You got something else you want to say, then say it. Otherwise I've got things I got to do. Sully - You got things to do? DM - Hey, hey, hey, we just came here to end a war, not start a new one. What he was trying to say, George, is that he was sorry, and that it was all his fault. He didn't know what happened. He just lost it. It was too much beer. He'll never lose it like that again. That's a promise, right, Sully? [Sully nods.] George - [sighs] I don't know. Sully - You know me well enough to know that I'm a man of my word. DM - Come on, George. You guys were set up. Think about who benefits from this. You've been through too much together to let Coleman wreck it now. It's over. Just shake hands. George - Tommy, if I knew you liked her, I'd have never -- I mean, you know me. I'd have never done nothing like that, never. [They hug, reconciled.]   Dojo office Charlie - [into phone] Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye-bye. Sully - [working with George] Throw the combination on the bag. That's it. Now you've got it! DM - [enters office] Nice to see those two back at it. I'm glad for Sully. Charlie - Be glad for Belcher. Signing with Coleman wouldn't have done him much good. DM - Why? Charlie - Didn't you hear? They found Coleman and his bodyguard outside of the bar this morning, both dead. Um, I got a date. See you later. [leaves] Sully - Stick the jab. Just stick the jab. Now the combo. That's it. That's it. You got it. You got it! Ha ha ha!   Flashback - 1980 - MacLeod's hotel room DM - [at knock on door] Come in. Sully - Ah! I knocked this time. DM - Thank you. Sully - I'm not totally untrainable. You're none the worse for wear, I see. You were a true gladiator in that ring yesterday. The great John L. himself couldn't have put you down yesterday. DM - [looks at Sully for a minute, then--] No. Sully - He's coming to town. DM - Absolutely not. Sully - We could make a fortune. DM - No way, Sully. No how. Sully - Two thousand dollars this time-- DM - Not for money, not for friendship, and not for the old country. Sully - I hear you. Never let it be said that Thomas Sullivan imposed on a faithful friend. CUT [holds out some money] Your half. You earned it. DM - Wilson paid you? Sully - Last night.   Flashback - 1980 - empty street, previous evening Sully - Wilson. Ha ha ha! Where you been hiding yourself? Wilson - Oh, I've been around. Sully - I've been down to your office. Wilson - Ah. You must have just missed me. Sully - You wouldn't be ducking me, would you? Wilson - Now, why would I do that? Sully - 'Cause you owe me a thousand dollars. Wilson - What for? Sully - My fighter went the distance. Wilson - [laughs] That's not how I see it. The fight was interrupted. Didn't go three rounds, now did it? Sully - Like hell it didn't. I heard the bell. Wilson - Of the police wagons. Sully - I wouldn't welsh on a bet with Thomas Sullivan. Wilson - What're you going to do now? Sue me? [laughs, walks away]   Flashback - 1980 - MacLeod's hotel room (resume previous scene) CUT Sully - [hands DM whiskey bottle] Well, at least take this, then. A small token of thanks to a man I can always count on. DM - Must have been the last thing he did. Sully - What's that? DM - Well, I heard they fished him out of the river three hours ago. Sully - Really? He's dead? Lucky for me he was a man who paid his debts. I think we should drink a small toast to his memory.   Dojo (resume previous scene) DM - Sully . . . inside. Sully - Take a breather, Georgie. [joins DM in office] You seem a little out of sorts. Something wrong? DM - You tell me. Coleman and his bodyguard were found dead this morning. Sully - How lovely. DM - You killed them? Sully - And I'd do it again. DM - Why? Sully - The son-of-a-bitch didn't deserve to live. DM - Because he tried to take your fighter? Sully - No. I would never kill him for that. That's part of the business. He was blackmailing Iris with her brother's life. And you were right. That whole thing with Belcher at the bar was a setup. DM - Go on. Sully - Iris' brother came to my place last night. He owes money all over town. Coleman bought up his markers. Then he tells Iris to make good on the markers or else. DM - That's no reason to kill him, even if it is the truth. Sully - Have I ever lied to you before, MacLeod? DM - You lie to everyone all the time. It's like breathing to you. Sully - About small stuff. Not about something like this, and especially to you. But you don't believe me, go ask Iris. Don't tell her I killed them. I don't think she'd understand. DM - And I'm supposed to? Sully - What am I supposed to do? DM - You could have gone to the police. You could have come to me! <CUT We could have solved this out.> Sully - The guy was scum! You know me, Mac. I'm not a bad guy. I play fast and loose. Sometimes, I'm a little hotheaded, but I would never kill anyone unless they deserved it. DM - How can you be so sure? CUT Sully - Is there anything else, Mac? DM - No. We'll finish this later. Sully - I'm always available for my friends. CUT   The Dugout DM - I know this isn't the easiest thing to talk about, but Coleman can't hurt you or Rodney anymore. Iris - You don't think we had anything to do with it? DM - No. Iris - I don't even understand why Sully told you. DM - Because I'm his friend, and he's concerned about you. Iris - Sully's such a good guy. He said you guys go way back together. DM - We do. Iris - I guess there's no harm in telling you. Fighters weren't the only people Coleman owned. First he owned Rodney, then he owned me. He was using me to get between Sully and George. I'm not ashamed to tell you that I'm glad he's dead. And if you asked, half the people here would tell you that whoever killed him should get a medal.   Dojo office Charlie - MacLeod! Certified letter came for you while you were out, man. DM - Thanks. Charlie - What's up? You don't look so good. DM - [quietly] I'm fine. Charlie - Oh, I don't think so. So, what's it say? DM - [reads letter] Belcher's changing management. They've offered to buy my ten percent. Charlie - Belcher's walking out on you guys? Man, I feel bad for Sully. DM - [to himself] I feel bad for Belcher.   George's apartment, night DM - [knocks on partially open door] George? [enters apartment, finds George dead on floor]

The Dugout parking lot, night DM - Have you seen Sullivan? Rodney - [leaving bar] No. Isn't that terrible about Coleman? DM - Yeah. You must be all broken up over it. Is Iris working? Rodney - No. DM - Where is she? Where is she? Rodney - Keep a secret? She's with Sully. DM - Where is she meeting Sully?   Boxing arena - hallway Sully - I didn't think you'd come. Iris - You said this had something to do with Rodney. Sully - I lied. Iris - What's this about, Sully? Sully - I know we really don't know each other very well, but I really . . . I've never felt-- [laughs a little] You and me. Iris - I know you like me, Sully. And I like you. You don't have to lie to me to get me here.   Inside arena [DM looks for Sully.]   Boxing arena - hallway Sully - Would you come away with me? Iris - You mean right now? Sully - Right now. Tonight. Iris - Sully, I can't-- Sully - Iris . . . Iris - What? Sully - I can't stay here anymore. [takes her hands] Come -- come with me. Iris - I'm sorry, Sully. I can't just pick up and leave. Sully - I need you. [senses 'buzz'] Mac? [DM enters hallway. Sully walks over to him.] What are you doing here? DM - How could you do it, Sully? Sully - What are you talking about? DM - Over a piece of paper? Sully - [looks over at Iris] Can we talk about this later? DM - No, we're going to talk about it now. Iris - [as Sully walks back to her] What's going on, Sully? Sully - Iris, you should leave. Mac and I have a few things we need to talk about. I will meet you at the bar later. Go ahead. Iris - Okay.   Inside arena Sully - All you've got to do is look the other way. I'm asking you this one thing. DM - No more favors, Sully. CUT Sully - We go back a long way, Mac. That's got to count for something. DM - Not anymore. Sully - You should have minded your own business. DM - You made it my business when you sold me ten percent of Belcher. Sully - He betrayed us. He cheated me. DM - Oh, and you kill everybody that cheats you. Sully - Of course. DM - Like Brock's manager -- is that how you got paid the thousand dollars? Sully - I don't get you. DM - What don't you get, Sully? Sully - We kill people all the time. It's what we do. CUT DM - You really have no idea that what you do is wrong, do you? Sully - No. It's only wrong because you say it is. What we have is a difference of opinion. DM - It's gone way beyond that. Sully - So now what? We try to kill each other? DM - It's what we do . . . when we have to. Sully - I always wondered who was better. [removes his coat, draws his sword] [They fight, eventually ending up in the boxing ring.] DM - Goodbye, Sullivan. Sully - Goodbye, Highlander. [Fight continues. DM wins.] DM - Aah! [Quickening ends. DM collapses, slaps arena floor in anger.] Ahh! {Interesting note - the shooting script states that DM "recieves the Quickening" but one could argue that he somehow deflects the Quickening energies rather than absorbing them. The energy hits and pushes against the crossed swords he holds over his head, and he seems to put a lot of effort into pushing back against it. The display ends when the 'ghost light' zooms down, hits the swords, and ricochetes away. None of the lightning or the 'ghost light' ever actually touches him.}   Empty dojo, next day Iris - [enters] Mac. DM - [stops kata] Hello, Iris. How are you doing? Iris - I'm good. DM - What're you doing here? Iris - Well, I'm leaving town . . . me and Rodney. We're going to start over. DM - I wish you all the best. If you need anything . . . Iris - We'll be fine. [falls silent] DM - What is it? Iris - Did Sully kill Belcher and Coleman? DM - Do you think he did? Iris - No. I know he has a temper, but . . . I don't think he has it in him. DM - Then you have to keep believing that. Iris - Right. If you hear from Sully . . . DM - I don't think I will, Iris. Take care. [starts kata. Iris leaves.]