Highlander (1986) Poster

(1986)

Christopher Lambert: Connor MacLeod

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  • [repeated line by Ramirez, The Kurgan and Connor MacLeod] 

    Connor MacLeod : There can be only one!

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

  • 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.

  • [to a german soldier during WWII] 

    Connor MacLeod : Whatever you say, Jack. You are the master race.

  • 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.

  • [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!

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

    Connor MacLeod : It's been a hundred years.

  • 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 : 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!

  • [after some passionate sex] 

    Heather : You can do that to me forever if you like, my Lord.

    Connor MacLeod : Aye! I will.

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

  • 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.

  • 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.

  • Connor MacLeod : I've been alive for four and a half centuries, and I cannot die.

    Brenda : Well, everyone has got their problems

  • 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.

  • 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] 

  • Ramirez : The sensation you are feeling is the quickening.

    Connor MacLeod : Who are you?

    Ramirez : We are the same, MacLeod. We are *brothers*!

  • 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 : 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.

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

  • Garfield : You talk funny Nash. Where you from?

    Nash : Lots of different places.

  • 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] 

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

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

  • 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!

  • [Saying his farewell to Rachel] 

    Connor MacLeod : Hey, it's a kind of magic!

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

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

  • 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 : .

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

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

  • Barman : [Brenda sitting alone in a pub]  Hey, Brenda. The usual?

    Brenda : Lots of it.

    Barman : [Barman pours Brenda's drink into her glass]  Say when.

    Brenda : When.

    Barman : [Connor arrives and sits at the bar]  Excuse me a minute, Brenda.

    Connor MacLeod : A double Glenmorangie on the rocks.

    Barman : Glenmorangie? - Right.

    Connor MacLeod : Go to the Garden often?

    Brenda : What did you say?

    Connor MacLeod : [Connor points at himself]  Hmm?

    Brenda : [Brenda walks over to Connor]  What did you say?

    Connor MacLeod : Madison Square Garden. Do you go there often?

    Brenda : Why?

    Connor MacLeod : Basketball, the circus, wrestling...

    Brenda : Why are you asking me about it? Have you been following me?

    Connor MacLeod : I'd like to walk you home, Brenda.

    Brenda : I can take care of myself.

    [Brenda throws money on the bar and leaves] 

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