The Ukraine [The woods, Ukraine. Kronos and Methos are riding horses.] M - I've been spending too much time in cities. K - Two days on an airplane, and another two on a horse. I hope you're not wasting my time. M - I thought you enjoyed my company. K - Even for you, Methos, my patience has limits. M - Ah, this is the place. I'm telling you, Kronos, he's here. Would I lie to you? K - Have you ever done anything else? This is what I've dreamt of every night for the last two thousand years. The four of us reunited. M - Gives a whole new meaning to the phrase 'dream team'. K - Ah, it'll be like the old days. Better! Whatever we want, we have. M - Or else we take. K - That's the spirit. [sound of axe chopping wood] K - It's Silas. M - It's been over a thousand years. He may not remember us. K - He'll remember. What we were, you don't forget. M - And if he doesn't want to come with us? K - He'll come. [buzz] [S growls, throws axe at tree between M & K, begins laughing] K - I guess he remembers. S - Brothers! Hee Hee Hee Hee! M - Ho Ho Ho! ! [Silas picks M up in bear hug.] Oh! Good to see you, too, Silas. S - We ride? M - We ride. K - Come. We have much to do.   Joe's basement Joe - [sighs] You really think the other Horsemen are still alive? DM - Well, Methos and Kronos are, with different names, different lives. Cass - This is pointless. We're just wasting time. We may as well go find Kronos. DM - Oh, yeah? Starting where? If they're alive, that's where he'll be going. Joe - All, right. I've narrowed this search down to white male immortals that we don't have first death information on, and we got a hell of a lot of files. DM - Yeah, well, try narrowing it down by first name. Look for something similar to what they were using back then, Silas and Caspian. Joe - You're reaching. DM - Look, just do it, ok? It's worth a shot. Joe - OK, OK. "Andrew Caspus." "Cassius Palonius." "Evan Caspari." Cass - That's him. That's Caspian. Joe - He's in Romania, just outside Bucharest. He's in an asylum for the criminally insane. You take care, my friend.   Asylum - Bucharest, Romania [man screaming] Doctor - This is a highly irregular request. It will take weeks, perhaps months. M - Well, we'd like him now. Doctor - We have procedures, gentlemen. Patience is a virtue. I'm afraid my hands are tied. K - Then perhaps this could help you to intie them. Twenty-five thousand dollars, U.S. Now it seems to me, doctor, that you have a procedural choice to make: Forget your impeccable paperwork, hm? I give you $25,000; you give me Caspari. Or you keep Caspari and you lose everything. [Silas plays a recorder while Methos watches Kronos and the doctor.] Doctor - This way, gentlemen. [leads the horsemen down a corridor] What are you going to do with Caspari? K - Rehabilitate him. Doctor - Ha Ha! You're serious? You can't be serious. M - Why? What did he do? Doctor - Nobody knows how many people he killed. They found parts in his basement, in his garden, in his freezer. S - So, why don't they execute him? Doctor - Oh, in a less progressive age, a man like him would have been. But today, we are more humane. Inmate - He's here! The dark man is here! It's you! Doctor - [?] He's harmless. He's been saying that for 30 years. K - One day he may be right. Doctor - And one day Romania will be the superpower. [Methos pats the inmate on the back as he walks by. They approach Caspian's cell.] Doctor - I don't know what you want him for, but believe me, this one is better off dead. [buzz] M - [mutters] Very humane. K - Open the door. Casp - [looks up] Haa! [laughs] Doctor - Are you sure you wouldn't like to consider another candidate? K - Unchain him. Doctor - I think we should call security. [K pulls out sword, breaks Caspian's chains] Casp - Aah! [grabs doctor by the throat] Doctor - [choking] Get him . . . Get him off me . . . K - Why? [doctor choking, doctor screams, doctor dies. Methos backs into a corner of the cell.] Casp - Stop! [Picks up a roach that Methos was about to step on.] They are better alive. [Eats roach.] M - Bon appetit. K - Come, Caspian. I have bigger game for you outside. [Methos is the last to leave the cell. He drops a matchbook on the floor before leaving.]   Abandoned Submarine Base - Bordeaux, France S - Methos! [laughs] Hey, Methos! Hee Hee Hee! What the hell is this place? M - This is Kronos' idea of Camelot. S - So . . . where are the stables, hmm? The horses? Well, how do we ride? Casp - Where have you been for the last two thousand years, idiot? Living in the woods. And now you think we can just mount up and gallop down Broadway? S - We can do whatever we please. Casp - Right. Four guys on horseback, wild masks - they'll think we're in a circus. S - They won't think it for long, will they? Casp - We're having a friend for dinner. Tell me what's best with rodent - red or white? S - Eat him, and I'll eat you. Casp - You're crazy. You should have been in the madhouse instead of me. S - Keep talking. I will have your head. K - Put them down! Do it now! We never raise a blade against each other, isn't that right, Methos? M - You said it. K - We are the four Horsemen. No band of men has ever been more cruel or more feared. Remember that? [holds out his arm & the others join the circle, clasping wrists]   Romanian asylum DM - When did Caspari escape? Woman - Sometime last night. We found the doctor this morning. Cass - Let's go. DM - Uh, no. Did he have any visitors yesterday? Woman - No. There's nothing on his chart. Man - Excuse us, doctor. Woman - Excuse me. I must give my statement to the police now. DM - Come on. Woman - [offscreen] I told you, I was busy with a patient. Cass - Kronos and Methos already have him. I don't know why we're wasting time in this hellhole. DM - [finds matchbook in Caspian's cell] This is why. [men screaming] DM - "Hotel de Seze, Bordeaux." Methos must have left it. Cass - The question is, what for? DM - You think he's setting us up. Cass - Ha! Don't you? DM - Maybe. Cass - But we're going anyway? DM - It's the only place we've been invited.   Kronos' hideout K - Silas, my brother, why would we ride with sword and ax when today there are weapons of unimaginable power? M - Weapons ready to plunge the Earth into generations of darkness. K - If we choose. What more could we ask for? What better time for us to come together than in the scientific age? Just think of what men like us can do. Men without conscience, without fear. Think of the destruction. The devastation. The death. A world of anarchy and madness. Now you think of that . . . and dream. [He leads them into a lab containing cages of monkeys] The weapons of today are different, but it all comes down to the same thing. There are the conquerors, and there are the conquered. Casp - You want to conquer the world with monkeys? K - Not with them. [punches buttons on a keypad and a door opens] With this. The glorius virus. Aids . . . Ebola . . . and now mine. It doesn't have a name.. and it doesn't have a cure. Tell me, Caspian, were you in England when the plague struck? [Caspian smiles] I was. Casp - You have a plan? K - I have a few thoughts. I have a few dollars. Enough for a start. Now we have Methos, now we'll have a plan. M - What did you have in mind? K - Once we rode out of the sun, bringing death at the point of a sword. There was no man and no immortal who could stand before us. We were death on horseback. They called us the end of the world. Well, gentlemen . . . I want to give them what they fear most: the Apocalypse. [monkeys screeching]   Hotel de Seze - Bordeaux DM - No messages, no reservations, nothing. Cass - Dead end. DM - He left that clue. He'll get in touch. Cass - He's done nothing but lie to you. That's all he ever does.   Kronos' hideout K - A bomb with the virus in a fountain. How many do you think that will kill? You've gone soft, Methos. Casp - I'm scared. Are you scared? M - It's a prelude. Have you read Aristotles Poetics? No, of course not. You haven't even seen Casa Blanca. What is the first rule of great drama? Start small and build. A fountain to get their attention. Then . . . a public pool to kill a hundred. Then a stadium to kill ten thousand. Then one drop of the virus in the city's water supply . . . within a week- K - And then a country. M - You want to own the world? You offer them a choice: the Horsemen rule, or they all die. K - The Horsemen rule or the world dies. Has a nice ring to it. I forgot how good you were, Methos. We begin tonight.   Hotel Cass - He's not your friend. He's no one's friend. He's putting the Horsemen back together. You have no idea what that means. DM - Kronos is behind this. Let me deal with him, then we'll worry about the rest. Cass - Kill Kronos, you cut out the heart of the Horsemen. Kill Methos, take the head. They both have to die. DM - Even if you get your revenge, the memories won't end. Killing can't erase what happened, only living can do that. Cass - Nothing can do that. Nothing.   Kronos' hideout S - [laughs, looking at K's monkeys. M walks in.] Methos, you look troubled. M - Just thinking. S - Ah, you were always good at that, eh? Glad after all these years, you still are. Hee Hee Hee M - Me too. S - It's nothing like the old days, is it? M - What do you mean? S - I don't like this killing from a distance. I like to feel my ax in my hands. Look into my enemy's eyes before I strike. M - Soon enough. S - You don't think the virus will work. M - It will work. Silas, for 2,000 years, we've lived without this. We have lived without the blood, the fear, the power. S - And for 2,000 years, I've dreamed of the day when we would ride again! Like you always said, Methos - we live, we grow stronger, and then we fight. M - [gives Silas a searching look] I'll see you later. S - Do you think he'll let me have one? M - What? S - Monkey. I like this one. M - I'll ask him. S - Thank you, brother.   Hotel Cass - When you kill him, Duncan? *Can* you kill him? DM - If I have to. Cass - You will. DM - Did it ever occur to you that maybe he's trying to help us? Cass - No. [telephone rings] DM - Hello. M - Elysium church. Thirty minutes. Come alone. DM - I'll be right down. Cass - Was that him? DM - No. Something wrong with my credit card. I'll be right back.   Elysium Church [church bells chiming] DM - Well, I'm here. M - Yeah, thanks. DM - Why did you lie to me? M - About what? DM - About Cassandra. About who you were. M - I have been many things, MacLeod. DM - And who are you now? M - Why do you think I didn't tell you? I knew how you'd react. What I've done you can't forgive. That's not in your nature. Will you accept it? DM - Accept what? That a friend I trusted with my life slaughtered innocent people for what, a few head of cattle? What are you going to tell me, Methos? That's how the world was? M - No. The world was how we made it. DM - No. The world was how you chose to make it. How you chose to slaughter her people and burn her village. M - And I chose to take her prisoner. DM - And? M - There's more.   Flashback: The Bronze Age K - Move! Come on! S - Move it! K - Another day well spent, Methos? Come, let's celebrate. Divide our bounty. M - You can have my share. I'm tired. S - [to slave girl] Come on, you dog. [M enters tent. Cassandra hands him a cup of water] M - Mmm . . . That's good. Cass - I cooled it in the river for you. You rode far. M - Yes. [Cassandra picks up a cloth and begins wiping dust from M's face] K - My compliments, brother. You've taught her well in everything, I see. [takes a piece of fruit from a bowl] And it seems she keeps the best fruit for you. M - It's no different from the rest. K - Maybe it just tastes better in here. You've made quite a prize of her, haven't you? M - She's no different from the others. K - Except you seem to prefer her to all others. Why is that? Have you grown attached? M - No. K - Good. I didn't think you'd make a mistake like that, brother. Because now it's time to share the spoils of the war. [grabs Cassandra] Cass - No! K - Ah, you've left some spirit in her, brother. I like that! After I finish, maybe I'll let Caspian have her. Cass - No! Methos, please! No! Methos, please! Methos! [M picks up a piece of fruit & cuts it open, ignoring her cries] Cass - Methos!   Horsemen's camp - night [Cassandra groaning] Cass - No! I'd rather die! No! No more! No! No! Please don't hurt me! [begins to pleasure K] K - Aah . . . Maybe I won't give you to Caspian after all. Cass - [grabs knife & stabs Kronos in the stomach] Unh! K - Oh . . . [Cassandra runs as Kronos screams]   Elysium Church M - I could have stopped her, but I didn't. She escaped across the wilderness, and she must have dies a dozen times from heat and thirst before she found a village that would take her in. And I bet it was worth it just to get away from us. DM - So what are you doing with Kronos now? M - Same as always - trying to survive. And if you want Cassandra to live, you'll get her as far away from here as you can. DM - Ha! What, and let Kronos go? M - You don't have a choice, MacLeod. You can't stop him. I can't stop him. Nobody can! DM - [sarcastically] Yeah, four guys on horseback are gonna rule the world. M - The world doesn't change. Not in 500 years. Not in 5000. It's only the details that change. Kronos didn't torch those villages for a few coins. He torched them to watch them burn. And now he'll have a nuclear bomb or a planeload of Napalm, but the effect will be the same - the world living in fear of the Horsemen. DM - You expect me just to let that happen? You should know me better than that. M - I came to warn you. The first step towards Kronos' brave new world will happen tonight. DM - Where? When? M - In a fountain at the Place Des Quinconces. DM - You set a bomb? M - Do you know anything about Ebola, MacLeod? Well, there are worse things in the world . . . if you look. And Kronos looked. He's bred a virus. No cure. It's very exotic. He's got cages of monkeys he's been testing it on. He's got enough to destroy half of Europe. Now, a little bit in a fountain will only kill a few. But it's a start. DM - The water supply's next. M - Bright boy. DM - Let's go. M - Oh, no, no. If I go up against him, I lose. DM - Going with a winner? So why are you here, Methos? What game are you playing? M - It's in the bottom fountain just above the water line. White, then black, then red. DM - Don't do this. You have a choice. M - And you have twenty four minutes.   Hotel [buzz] Cass - Duncan, what took you so long? [opens the door] K - I'm afraid Duncan is otherwise engaged. Am I wrong? Don't I owe you something? Too bad you didn't know you had to take my head to kill me. Cass - I'll take it now. K - [pulls out knife] I've waited a long time to give this back to you.   La Place Des Quinconces DM - Get out of here! There's a bomb! Go! [jumps into the fountain and spots the bomb] [Methos' voice: White, then black, then red.] [DM pulls the wires, the timer stops, a hissing begins and the fountain turns on, drenching him.]   Kronos' hideout K - Your bomb didn't go off. Not much of a plan, was it? M - Well, I'll think of better. K - I'm sure you will. Otherwise I'm going to have to improvise. By the way, where were you? M - I was just- K - Warning your friend. You didn't really think I wouldn't know you'd tell MacLeod, did you? M - It's not like you think it is. K - Ah, it's exactly like I think. My dearest brother, that's what makes you my perfect right arm - we think alike. We always have. M - [laughs] I doubt that, Kronos. No one thinks quite like you. K - [chuckles] Spoken like a true scholar. [Holds up a remote control.] Look at this. All I have to do . . . is punch in a few numbers . . . and a small vial explodes in the reservoir above Bordeaux. And then . . . well . . . you know what happens next, don't you? We all have our own little plans. I'm sure you won't disappoint me. Come with me. I have something else to show you. [Cassandra moans] K - She was asking about you. You knew exactly what you were doing when you sent MacLeod to that fountain, didn't you? So I did what you expected. I went and got Cassandra while she was unprotected. That was the plan, wasn't it? [M nods] You see, I know you better than you know yourself. M - Which is why the plan was perfect. K - You're plans always are. I wonder what your friend MacLeod thinks of you now, though. M - Think I care? K - You should. You lured him away. When he comes back, he finds that someone's stolen his woman - I mean, if that . . . if that was me, I . . . I'd want you dead. M - Well, then, we should prepare for MacLeod to come here. K - Already thought of that. M - Did you send Caspian or Silas? K - Both.   Street [buzz] S - Welcome home, boy. [buzz] S - You kill one of us, the other takes your head while you're down. Casp - If you kill one of us. [They follow DM toward the bridge] Just like the old times. S - Take the bridge. Casp - It's been a long time, Highlander. You're gonna taste good. DM - Yeah, well, you're gonna go hungry. [DM & Caspian fight] DM - Two can play at that game. [DM beheads Caspian, jumps off the bridge into the river as the Quickening begins] S - Damn you.   Kronos' hideout - by Cassandra's cage M - You should eat. [Cassandra kicks the food away.] M - This is familiar. Cass - I'm not your sorry little slave anymore. I know what I am now. What you are. You may have fooled MacLeod, but you never fooled me. M - I wasn't trying to fool anyone. Cass - If MacLeod knew what you really are, he'd have taken your head long ago. M - Well, he had his chance. He didn't. It wasn't all bad when we were together. Cass - I only served you because you forced me. M - [shakes head] Don't hate yourself. Stockholm Syndrome. It's like Patty Hearst. Hostages come to rely on their captors for food and for approval. Then they fall in love. Cass - Ha Ha! I never loved you. M - You thought you did. You thought I would protect you. You forgot what I was. Cass - I forgot nothing! I'll take your head with my bare hands! You, then Kronos! M - I have seen what happens to people that go up against him. If we want to survive . . . we will keep him happy. Cass - I didn't do it then, and I won't now. I'd rather die. M - Well, then, you'll die. And you can forget about MacLeod. MacLeod is dead.   Street DM - [approaches man locking up a pet shop] Ah, monsieur. If I wanted to import a hundred monkeys, who would I talk to? Man - This is a pet shop monsieur, not a circus.   Kronos' hideout K - He killed Caspian and you just let him get away? S - I scoured the river. I searched for hours. K - Never again will we be four. S - I'll go back out again. K - No. No. You come with me. If MacLeod even gets close, kill her. Cass - He's alive? K - Not for long! Cass - You failed. K - Come with me, my clever friend. You and I are going to poison a city. [Silas sharpens his axe] [buzz] DM - The three Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Doesn't exactly have the same ring, now, does it, Kronos? What are you gonna do now? K - You're not going to be around long enough to find out. DM - Oh. We'll see about that. K - Think of Cassandra. Lay down your sword, and she lives. Fight and win -- or lose -- she dies. Come on, MacLeod, your life for hers, what do you say? DM - I think she'd rather be dead. K - Your call. DM - [to Methos] You set me up. K - Tell Silas to finish her. And let her know it was MacLeod's decision. DM - Methos, don't do this! M - Like you said, I go with the winner. [DM & K begin to fight]   Kronos' hideout - Cassandra's cage S - MacLeod's here? M - Yes. [Silas pulls Cassandra out of the cage. She screams] [Silas raises his axe to kill her, M blocks it with his sword] S - You're challenging me . . . for the girl's head? Take it. She's yours, brother. M - I am not your brother. S - How can you do this? How can you go against what you are? M - You don't know anything about me. [Silas & M begin to fight]   Kronos' hideout [monkeys screeching] K - Not bad . . . but not good enough. DM - There's more. K - I'm sure there is, knowing that you've just killed your woman. Maybe you'll meet again in the afterlife. [fighting continues] [M evades Silas's axe as they move down a hallway] S - Traitor! [All four immortals end up fighting in the same area] K - [sees M battling Silas] Methos! S - [to M, who had stopped to look at Kronos] Come on! K - You still don't understand, do you, MacLeod? I am the end of time! DM - You're history. [DM & K begin fighting again, DM takes K's head.] [M takes Silas's head] [The Double Quickening occurs . . . fodder for many a fanfiction tale] M - Argh! I killed Silas! I *liked* Silas! Cass - [runs out and picks up Silas's axe] And now I'm supposed to forgive you? DM - Cassandra! Cass - You want him to live? DM - Yes. I want him to live. Cassandra, I want him to live! [Methos sobbing, Cassandra drops the axe]   Outside church DM - But you had to know Kronos would come for you one day. M - I tried not to think about it. DM - You could have killed him. Why didn't you. M - I wanted to. But we were brothers . . . in arms, in blood, in everything except birth, and if I judged him worthy to die, I judged myself the same way. And I wanted to live. I still do. DM - Kronos was right. You set the whole thing up, didn't you? M - What do you mean? DM - You knew he'd come after Cassandra. And you let him because you knew I'd come after her. You couldn't kill him, but you hoped I could. M - Maybe. DM - Maybe. Methos . . . what about Cassandra? M - One of a thousand regrets, MacLeod. One of a thousand regrets.