Highlander: Endgame (2000)
Methos: You know a little about Buddhist monks. Some of them come to cherish life so much that to step on an insect or harm a blade of grass becomes a violation of their creed, so the place themsleves under an extreme form of protective custody, a sanctuary of sorts. Well, for an Immortal who comes to abhor the bloodshed, there's a similar solution - a way to be removed from the game forever. Though the price is unimaginably high, but you are, for all practical purposes, protected from the violence within you.
Duncan MacLeod: What're you doing here?
Joe Dawson: Keeping tabs on you.
Duncan MacLeod: Yeah? Well somebody should've kept tabs on that psychotic asshole back there.
Methos: Didn't you get it back in London? These guys don't play by the rules.
Methos: [hands Duncan his katana] I liberated that from their lost and found.
Duncan MacLeod: There's blood on it.
Methos: I didn't say it was easy.
Duncan MacLeod: [in a showdown with Jin Ke] Some people say you're a man of honor.
Jin Ke: What do you know of honor?
Duncan MacLeod: [seeing his words have had no effect] Oh great...
Jin Ke: [fight starts until Duncan disarms Jin Ke] Honor is not in the weapon... it is in the man...
[martial arts combat starts]
Duncan MacLeod: You're missing the point, Kate. The difference between Connor and I is that as long as you're still alive, there's a chance that one day I might be forgiven. It may take years. Centuries even. But at least I can carry that hope inside me. That's one blessing of immortality; there's always tomorrow. Even for us.
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.
Jacob Kell: What you need to understand is that I don't care about the game. I don't care about the rules. I don't even care about these pathetic souls you keep locked away as a barrier to the prize.
Cracker Bob: [complaining about the clothes she designed for him] Faith, I told you I look like a fucking orange.
Cracker Bob: [holds up a spiked club] Somebody order a club sandwich?
Duncan MacLeod: Oh he's funny, nice outfit too.
Cracker Bob: Faith I told you I look like a fucking orange!
Jacob Kell: [speaking to Connor MacLeod] Look back at the endless travesties of your life, and you'll see me, always there waiting in the shadows. When friends and lovers are wiped from your sight, I'm there. When those you cherish die abruptly and for no reason, I'm there for you.
Jin Ke: Men, for the most part can mend their ways only after they have made a mistake.
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]
Jacob Kell: Look on the bright side, at least you went down swinging.
Jacob Kell: [mockingly] What does it feel to kill a brother? Feels good, DOESN'T IT?
Duncan MacLeod: You will never know when, now you'll never have Connor Macleod's head.
Jacob Kell: Are you going to run? ARE YOU GOING TO HIDE?
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.
Connor's mother: If your God should persecute me into the next world, then I shall simply have to find myself another.
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.
Duncan MacLeod: With time, anything can be forgiven, you taught me that.
Kate MacLeod: Stealing's wrong. Lying's wrong. Killing's wrong. What you did goes well beyond wrong.
Duncan MacLeod: Fine I deserve that but I want a chance to make it right.
Kate MacLeod: You want to make it right? Then give me back the ability to have children, to grow old with the man I love. How about anything that resembles a normal life? And you took it all away from me.