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Connor MacLeod (Character)
from Highlander (1986)

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Highlander (1986)
Connor MacLeod: You're a liar!
Ramirez: You have the manners of a goat. And you smell like a dung-heap! And you have no knowledge whatsoever of your potential! Now.
[shouts]
Ramirez: Get out!
[rocks the boat, sending MacLeod into the lake]
Connor MacLeod: [as Ramirez rows away] Help me, I'm drowning!
Ramirez: You can't drown, you fool, you're immortal!
[continues rowing]

Ramirez: The sensation you are feeling is the quickening.
Connor MacLeod: Who are you?
Ramirez: We are the same, MacLeod. We are *brothers*!

[after some passionate sex]
Heather: You can do that to me forever if you like, my Lord.
Connor MacLeod: Aye! I will.

Ramirez: [after MacLeod misses him with his sword] Crude and slow clansman, your attack was no better then that of a clumsy child.
Connor MacLeod: This cannot be, it's the devil's work.
Ramirez: You cannot die, MacLeod, accept it.
Connor MacLeod: [laughs before realising Ramirez was serious] I hate you.
Ramirez: Good. That is a perfect place to start.

Connor MacLeod: Tell me how'd it happen for God's sake.
Ramirez: Why does the sun come up? Or are the stars just pin holes in the curtain of night, who knows? What I do know is that because you were born different, men will fear you... try to drive you away like the people of your village.
[MacLeod turns his back]
Ramirez: You must learn to conceal your special gift and harness it until the time of the gathering.
Connor MacLeod: What gathering?
Ramirez: When only a few of us are left, we will feel an irresistible pull towards a far away land... to fight for the prize.

Garfield: Are you a faggot, Nash?
Connor MacLeod: Why, Garfield? Cruisin' for a piece of ass?
Garfield: I'll tell you what happened, Russell. You went down to that garage for a blow job. But you didn't want to pay for it.
Connor MacLeod: You're sick.

Connor MacLeod: I am Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. I was born in 1518 in the village of Glenfinnan on the shores of Loch Shiel. And I am immortal.

Connor MacLeod: I've been alive for four and a half centuries, and I cannot die.
Brenda: Well, everyone has got their problems

[repeated line by Ramirez, The Kurgan and Connor MacLeod]
Connor MacLeod: There can be only one!

Ramirez: The Kurgan. He is the strongest of all the immortals. He's the *perfect* warrior. If he wins the Prize, mortal man would suffer an eternity of darkness.
Connor MacLeod: How do you fight such a savage?
Ramirez: With heart, faith and steel. In the end there can be only one.

Connor MacLeod: You only have one life! If you value it, go home!

Sunda Kastagir: Macleod, it's good to see you again. It seems like a hundred years.
Connor MacLeod: It's been a hundred years.

Ramirez: You cannot die, MacLeod. Accept it.
Connor MacLeod: I hate you!
Ramirez: Good. That is a perfect way to start.

[Connor is being chased out of the village]
Angus MacLeod: Can you walk, Connor?
Connor MacLeod: I'll bloody well walk out of here!

Brenda: I was hoping you could give me some advice.
Connor MacLeod: Are you the kind of woman who takes advice?
Brenda: Sometimes.
Connor MacLeod: Advice about what?
Brenda: What can you tell me about a seven foot lunatic hacking away with a broadsword at one o'clock in the morning, New York City, 1985?
Connor MacLeod: ...Not much.

Connor MacLeod: What are you looking at, Rachel?
Rachel: The eyes in the back of your head. People are asking about you. What am I supposed to tell them?
Connor MacLeod: Simple. Tell them I'm immortal.

Rachel: Will you listen to me for one moment? You can't hide your feelings from me! I've known you too long.
Connor MacLeod: What feelings?
Rachel: How about loneliness?
Connor MacLeod: I'm not lonely. I've got everything I need right here.
Rachel: Oh no you don't. You refuse to let anyone love you.
Connor MacLeod: Love is for poets.

[Saying his farewell to Rachel]
Connor MacLeod: Hey, it's a kind of magic!

[after Connor has called Ramirez a "haggis"]
Ramirez: Haggis? What is haggis?
Connor MacLeod: Sheep's stomach, stuffed with meat and barley.
Ramirez: And what do you do with it?
Connor MacLeod: You eat it.
Ramirez: How revolting!

[to a german soldier during WWII]
Connor MacLeod: Whatever you say, Jack. You are the master race.

Connor MacLeod: Nice to see you Kurgan. Who cuts your hair?

Connor MacLeod: I don't like boats. I don't like water. I'm a man not a fish.

Ramirez: [singing] B-A-L-A-N-C-E, balance...
Connor MacLeod: I don't like boats, I don't like water. I'm a man, not a fish!
Ramirez: Oh, you complain endlessly.
Connor MacLeod: You look like a woman, you stupid haggis!

Connor MacLeod: [to Ramirez] If it came down to just us two, would you take my head?

Connor MacLeod: [after discovering Brenda's hidden gun] I like your place, Brenda.

Connor MacLeod: [Paying his respects at church] For you, my bonny Heather: Happy birthday. And you, Juan Ramirez: Take care of her, you overdressed haggis.

Connor MacLeod: What are you doing here?
Brenda: I'm looking for a dead guy named Nash. He died at birth in Syracuse, New York.

Connor MacLeod: I can love and have children. Live and grow old. You never prepared me for that... you Spanish peacock.

Kurgan: [to a pair of nuns passing by him] Happy Hallowe'en, ladies!
Kurgan: Nuns. No sense of humor.
Connor MacLeod: Ramirez's blade did not cut deeply enough. He was right about you. You're slime.
Kurgan: Ramirez was an effete snob! He died on his knees. I took his head and raped his woman before his blood was even cold.
[MacLeod looks at him in fury]
Kurgan: Ah, I see. Ramirez lied. She was not his woman. She was *your* woman. And she never told you. I wonder why. Perhaps I gave her something you never could, and secretly she yearned for my return.
Kurgan: [MacLeod attempts to throttle Kurgan in a church] Holy *ground*, Highlander! Remember what Ramirez taught you.

Connor MacLeod: Sweet Rachel, you always knew this would happen: Russel Nash dies tonight.

Connor MacLeod: I have the power! Aye, the quickening that empowers me! I feel everything! I know... I know everything! I am everything!

Dugal MacLeod: [as the McLeods prepare for battle against the Fraziers] . Are you scared Conner? Ha ha!
Connor MacLeod: No cousin Dugal. I'm not!
Angus MacLeod: Don't talk nonsense, man! I peed my kilt the first time I went into battle!
[laughter]
Dugal MacLeod: Aye! Angus pees his kilt all the time!
[More laughter]
Dugal MacLeod: .

Connor MacLeod: Wanna hear another theory?
Lieutenant Frank Moran: Uh-huh.
Connor MacLeod: This Fasil was so upset about the lousy wrestling tonight, that he went down to the garage and in a fit of depression cut off his *own* head!

Connor MacLeod: [Drunk with a wig covering his eyes whilst in the middle of a duel] Christ, I've gone blind!

Connor MacLeod: I apologize for calling your wife a bloated warthog, and I bid you good day.

Connor MacLeod: I don't like boats, I don't like water. I'm a man, not a fish.
Ramirez: So you complain endlessly.
Connor MacLeod: You look like a woman you stupid haggis.
Ramirez: Haggis? What is haggis?
Connor MacLeod: Sheep's stomach stuffed with meat and barley
Ramirez: And what do you do with it?
Connor MacLeod: You eat it!
Ramirez: How revolting!
[Ramirez sneezes]
Connor MacLeod: Be still for God's sake! You'll tip us over.
Ramirez: So?
Connor MacLeod: I cannot swim you Spanish peacock.
Ramirez: I'm not Spanish, I'm Egyptian.
Connor MacLeod: You said you were from Spain! You're a liar!
Ramirez: You have the manners of a goat and you smell like a dung-heap. And you've no knowledge whatsoever of your potential. Now, get out!
[Throws MacLeod into the lake]

Connor MacLeod: What is it?
Sunda Kastagir: Boom-boom. A big strong man like you shouldn't be afraid of a little boom-boom. Or maybe you think I'm trying to poison you.
Connor MacLeod: I think you're crazy, Kastagir.

Heather: Don't see me, Connor - let me die in peace. Where are we?
Connor MacLeod: We're in the Highlands, where else? Running down a mountainside. The sun is shining. It's not cold. You've got your sheepskins on, and the boots I made for you. Good night, my bonny Heather.

Garfield: You talk funny Nash. Where you from?
Nash: Lots of different places.


Highlander II: The Quickening (1991)
[U.S. Cable-TV Version]
Louise Marcus: Okay, now let me just see if I can get this straight. You come from another planet, and you're mortal there, but you're immortal here until you kill all the guys from there who have come here... and then you're mortal here... unless you go back there, or some more guys from there came here, in which case you become immortal here... again.
Conner MacLeod: Something like that.

Drunk: Are you MacLeod?
Conner MacLeod: Yes, I am.
Drunk: Great. I always wanted to meet the guy that turned the world to shit.

Juan Ramirez: You've remembered almost everything I taught you.
Conner MacLeod: I've had a lot of practice lately.
Juan Ramirez: There is no substitute for experience.
Conner MacLeod: What experience? You've been dead for five hundred years.

Conner MacLeod: You'll have to excuse me. I've gotten some disturbing news.
Louise Marcus: Did somebody die?
Conner MacLeod: Unfortunately not.

Katana: The remains of your mortal wife. So frail. So earthy. So very dead.
Conner MacLeod: At least she's at peace.
Katana: Peace is highly overrated.
Conner MacLeod: Things don't change, Katana, I like that. After all these years, you're still a jerk.

Doctor: They were both dead before the car stopped. I'm amazed they got as far as they did. Gosh, I've never seen a mess like that. They must have taken about a hundred bullets or so.
[Connor and Ramirez sit up]
Conner MacLeod: One hundred and eight.
Ramirez: One hundred and twelve, myself.
Conner MacLeod: Aw, come on. You're not counting that little scratch, are you?
Ramirez: Scratch? What are you talking about? It passed right through me. Just look at my splendid waistcoat.

Louise Marcus: You're nothing but a tired old man.
Conner MacLeod: More than you know.

Corda: Time to say goodbye, Highlander!
Conner MacLeod: Why? You going somewhere?

[MacLeod has just decapitated two villains and has suddenly become 30 years younger]
Louise: Who are you?
Connor MacLeod: I'm Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. I was banished from the Planet Zeist 500 years ago... and I cannot die.
[They embrace and kiss]

Ramirez: Remember, Highlander, remember your home. Another galaxy, you were chosen, remember?
Conner MacLeod: Yes, yes I remember. The beginning, 500 years ago, on the planet Zeist. We planned rebellion, we met in secret, always careful to avoid our deadly enemy, General Katana.


Highlander: Endgame (2000)
Connor MacLeod: In the days before memory, there were the Immortals. We were with you then, and we are with you now. We are driven by the endless fight to survive in a Game which knows no limits of time or place. We are the seeds of legend, but our true origin are unknown. We simply are.

Connor MacLeod: Every life I touch ends brutally and for no reason. It's a curse that's followed me for centuries. I can't outrun it and I can't out live it.

Connor MacLeod: Life brings hope and pain, but revenge never brings redemption.

Duncan MacLeod: No, Connor! Not like this! Come on, stop! Connor, stop!
Connor MacLeod: Duncan!
[long pause. Then quietly]
Connor MacLeod: One of us has to die now, old friend.
Duncan MacLeod: No.
Connor MacLeod: And you know it.
Duncan MacLeod: No.
Connor MacLeod: Good-bye, Duncan, my true brother.
Duncan MacLeod: I love you, Connor.
[takes Connor's head]

Connor MacLeod: [his voice coming through Duncan] Jacob Kell... time for redemption. The game isn't over yet.
[his face quickly, almost ghost-like, appears over Duncan's - Kell looks disturbed]
Connor MacLeod: What's the matter? "Don't you want to be inside me?"
[Connor's face once again briefly flashes in front of Duncan's]
Connor MacLeod: In the end...
Duncan MacLeod: [returning to his own voice] There can be... only one.
[takes Kell's head]
Duncan MacLeod: And you're not it.


Highlander: The Final Dimension (1994)
Connor MacLeod: Where is Kane?
Warrior #1: Don't worry about him. Worry about me.

Kane: I'll see you in hell!
Connor MacLeod: I'll be the judge of that.

[last lines]
Connor MacLeod: It's finally over.


"Highlander: The Gathering (#1.1)" (1992)
Connor MacLeod: As long as I can remember knowing you, you've had all the fun and most of the good women.
Duncan 'Mac: Lately.
Connor MacLeod: Lately?
Duncan 'Mac: That's what I said.
Connor MacLeod: What are you talking about?
Duncan 'Mac: Well, I seem to remember that girl in London. The red head. Healthy girl.
Connor MacLeod: Come on. That was nearly one hundred and sixty years ago.
Duncan 'Mac: That's what I said. Lately.

Connor MacLeod: You know what your problem is? You live in the past.
Duncan 'Mac: I don't have a problem.
Connor MacLeod: Yes, you do.
Duncan 'Mac: No I don't.
Connor MacLeod: Yes, you do.
Duncan 'Mac: No, I don't. Stop arguing with me.
Connor MacLeod: I'm not arguing.
Duncan 'Mac: You're not?
Connor MacLeod: No, it's conversation.
Duncan 'Mac: Conversation?... Well then, end of conversation.
Connor MacLeod: Oh sure, take the easy way out, like always... Duncan?
Duncan 'Mac: What?
[Connor punches Duncan out]
Connor MacLeod: End of conversation.