Highlander: Fight For Survival


HIGHLANDER: FIGHT FOR SURVIVAL

By: Dusty Fincher
 

EXT. BREMEN CEMETERY - DAY

We open up on a smallish TOMBSTONE.  On it is...

CRYSTAL MARTIN
LOVING DAUGHTER AND WIFE
1974-1999

We pan around the graveyard and find ourselves in a fall atmosphere.  A young man, mid 20s
comes walking up to the tombstone.  He's carrying a bouquet of roses.

He kneels in front of the gravestone and places the flowers in front of it.  A sadness is evident
in his eyes.  He bows his head.

     MONTY
    I think I saved you a lot of pain,
    Martin.

The young man's head jerks up at the voice.  DANIEL MARTIN stands up and slowly spins
around to find himself face to face with another man, a tad bit older than himself.

     DANIEL
    You caused me a great deal of pain.

     MONTY
    You would have outlived her, Martin.  She
    would have died while you were still in
    essence a young man.  You would have had
    to live with that for the rest of your immortal
    life.

     DANIEL
    I still have to live with it for the rest of my
    immortal life, though I sense you've come to
    cut it short.  Like you did that day those two
    months ago and didn't find me home.

     MONTY
    Your wife put up a fine struggle.

     DANIEL
    Is this what it is to be immortal?   To kill one
    another?  What a wasted lifestyle.  And
    when someone who is not one of us gets
    hurt or killed in the whole bloody game, we
    just shrug it off.

     MONTY
    Worries you won't have to live with much
    longer.

Monty pulls out a sword and makes a swift strike at Martin's head.  In a flash, Martin has his sword
out of his trench coat and blocks the blow.

They exchange a few more blows, then Monty kicks out, knocking Martin off his feet.  Martin's
sword flies to the side as he lands on his back.  Monty brings his sword down, but Martin
rolls out of the way, barely avoiding a beheading.

On his knees, Martin grabs his sword and swings it, intent on cutting the other off at his feet.

Monty leaps into the air, avoiding the swipe.  Martin is now on his feet.   Monty brings his
sword around, intent on decapitating Martin.  Martin ducks and Monty's sword buries itself
in a tombstone.  Monty grunts as he tries to pull it out.  It's stuck.

Martin throws a kick to Monty's head, knocking him down.

     DANIEL
    This is stupid.  Killing each other, in search
    of what?  In search of a prize?  The other
    guy, the Highlander.  He thought he won
    the prize, but he was wrong.  Don't you
    people understand.  There is no prize.  It's
    a myth.  I didn't ask to be immortal.

     MONTY
    None of us did.  But, it is our lot in life.  Kill
    or be killed.

     DANIEL
    So be it.

In a move borne of desperation, Monty tries to get up and leap for his sword, but he is
tripped up by Martin.  Martin brings down his sword for the final blow.

Monty's head comes off.

Martin stands there, looking at the body, waiting for it to happen.  Then, it does.
Energy FLOWS from the dead body, and makes its way to Martin, who raises his
arms and allows it to flow into him.

Gravestones explode and lightening strikes as Martin receives the power of Monty.

     DANIEL
    There can be only one.  Whatever.

He shakes his head in disgust and walks off.
 

EXT. LOCH SHIEL - DAY

A small house rests on the shore of the Loch.  The door opens and out steps CONNOR
MACLEOD, not looking too much older than the last time we saw him.  The only way
we can tell that time has made it's mark on him is his eyes.

Connor walks out to the shoreline and looks out over the water.  He closes his eyes.

He senses a presence and opens his eyes as he turns around to see

BRENDA WYATT

his wife of fifteen years.  She, on the other hand, has aged.  She puts her arm around
Connor's neck and they embrace.

     CONNOR
    Good morning.

She doesn't answer.  She cuddled up to him, nesting her head in his chest.

     BRENDA
    Do you wish sometimes you didn't
    do it, Connor?  Do you sometimes
    wish we were never married?

     CONNOR
    No.

     BRENDA
    If I knew you were going to die and I would
    live forever, I don't know if I could handle it.

     CONNOR
              (wryly)
    I wouldn't trade these years with you for all
    the time in the world.

     BRENDA
    Besides.  Time heals all wounds, huh?

Connor laughs.

     CONNOR
    If that were true, I would have plenty of
    time to be healed of just about everything
    by now.

Brenda smiles and they hold each other, looking over the water.
 

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EXT. MOUNTAIN RANGE - DAY

We pan over a mountain range. capped by snow, at an undisclosed place.   We come down on the
mountains, swooping over several peaks, before we come down on one in particular.

On top of this peak, we find an ASIAN MAN, brandishing a sword.  He executes some moves,
incorporating some martial arts into it.  We watch him for a few minutes, then he suddenly
stops.  He spins around, swinging his sword.

It stops short of cutting down another man.  This is HIRUSHA LI.

(The following is translated from Chinese)

     HIRUSHA
    Your skills are unparalleled, Chi.

CHI CHANG bows his head.

     CHI
    What news do you bring?

     HIRUSHA
    His imminence wishes to see you.

     CHI
    At once.

They start walking off.

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EXT. TEMPLE OF LO

Establishing shot of a TEMPLE, built into the side of one of the mountains.

INT. TEMPLE OF LO - MAIN ROOM

Chi Chang is kneeling on the floor, bowing to a figure sitting on a raised chair.  This is
THE MASTER OF THE ORDER OF LO.  Chi looks up.

     CHI
    You wish to see me, imminence?

     MASTER
    Your training has not been for nothing.
    The Immortals are starting to grow in
    number again.

     CHI
    What do you wish me to do?

     MASTER
    You must hunt down as many of these
    Immortals as you can, and kill them.
    They are a menace to the way of life.
    They are abominations.  Others will
    be sent out as well, but you are the
    best.  I expect great results from you.

     CHI
    I will not fail, master.
 

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EXT. HILTON BAPTIST CHURCH - EVENING

A couple of cars are parked in the parking lot of the smallish church.  Another car pulls into
the lot.

INT. CHURCH

REVEREND PAUL DAVIDS walks into the SANCTUARY part of the church and finds a man
kneeling at the alter.

The man looks up, an older, strong looking man.  PETER MCGUIRE speaks with a slight
Irish accent.

     PETER
    Yes, Reverend?

     REVEREND DAVIDS
    Brother McGuire, there is a young man here
    who wishes to speak with you.  But he doesn't
    want to come in here.

     PETER
    Did he say who he was?

     REVEREND DAVIDS
    He said to tell you that he was someone you
    mentored when he was younger.

Peter gets a wry smile on his face.

     PETER
              (to himself)
    Daniel...

EXT. CHURCH - EVENING

Peter comes out of the door, and walks up to where Daniel Martin leans against his car.

     PETER
    Daniel.  It's been a great long while.

     DANIEL
    Five years.  That has to be like a blink
    of an eye to you.

     PETER
    I forget that for an Immortal, you are still
    quite young.

     DANIEL
    If you mean born in this century, yeah
    I guess so.  Tell me again, Peter, how is it they
    missed you those years ago?  Remember
    all the talk you told me about.  There can
    be only one.  Was it a crock?

     PETER
    Maybe.  Maybe not.  I refused to participate
    in the Gathering.  Somehow, that brute, the
    Kurgan missed me while he was systematically
    wiping out all of the other Immortals.

     DANIEL
    And since the Kurgan went down, there
    really hasn't been any activity.

     PETER
    The Highlander went back home, thinking
    he won the Prize.  What he did was best
    an Immortal that killed more Immortals than
    one could count.  He got that power.  In my
    opinion, the Gathering and the Prize is just
    another myth, retold through many, many
    generations.

     DANIEL
    And now the Immortals are starting to become
    numerous again.

     PETER
    Yes.  I guess the Kurgan failed to realize that
    there are Immortals that still hadn't found out
    about their immortality when he went on his
    rampage.  Some who were merely children.

     DANIEL
    Yet, the newer ones are thinking about this
    Prize already.  They go and kill each other
    as if it were a game.

     PETER
    I was sorry to hear about your wife, Daniel.
    I know that must have been hard for you.

     DANIEL
    The bastard was looking for me.  He found
    Crystal and decided to kill her, to entice me,
    to enrage me even more, so he could have
    more of a challenge.

     PETER
    What has become of this one.

Daniel casts his eyes down.

     DANIEL
    I took flowers to Crystal's grave, and he was
    there.  His power is now mine.

     PETER
    I see.

     DANIEL
    This is getting out of hand.  Innocent people
    are getting killed.  Is there anyway to stop
    this?

     PETER
    I wish that there were.  But the Immortals
    will kill each other until there is one left.
    Even the ones like you and I, who wish
    peace, will probably have to do battle, just
    to defend our lives.  It may not get bad for
    some time.

     DANIEL
    Basically, if I see an Immortal near me, it
    can't possibly be good.

     PETER
    There is an Immortal near you now.  Is that
    good?

     DANIEL
    You're different, Peter.  You do not wish
    for the so-called Prize.

     PETER
    Don't go out for vengeance, Daniel.  That, for
    sure, will not be good.  There are others, like us,
    who wish for peace.

     DANIEL
    Is that so?

     PETER
    Indeed it is.

     DANIEL
    It's done me good to see you well, Peter.

     PETER
    And I you.  Take care, Daniel.  And remember
    my words.

Daniel nods and walks around to the driver's side of his car.  He gets in, starts the car and
drives off.  Peter looks after him, watching long after the car has gone, worriedly.

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EXT. MACLEOD RESIDENCE - DAY

Connor kisses Brenda as he walks towards the shore of Loch Shiel and a boat.  He
gets in the boat and shoves off.

EXT. LOCH SHIEL - DAY

Connor is kicked back in his boat with a fishing rod dangling a line over the side.  The mood
is entirely lazy.  Suddenly, Connor's eyes glint as he senses another presence close.

He slowly gets up to a sitting position and looks around.

CONNOR'S POV

Another boat, quickly approaching his.  A young man rows the boat.  It comes up along side
Connor's.

Connor cautiously reaches for the hilt of his ever ready sword.  The young man catches his
eye.

     YOUNG MAN
    Connor?  Connor MacLeod?

     CONNOR
    Who are you?  What do you want?

     YOUNG MAN
    My name is Robert Logan, and I
    need your help.

     CONNOR
    What are you talking about?

     ROBERT
    A few years back, I got into a knife fight.
    The lad I was fighting got me in a good
    blow and left me for dead.  Problem is, I
    shoulda been dead.  I was good as new
    next morning.

     CONNOR
    So?

     ROBERT
    I got to researching several different cases
    such as mine.  I met some people and I've
    heard some stories.  I've traveled around a
    bit.  The trail led to you, Connor MacLeod,
    over five hundred years old.  A man who
    can't die, just like myself.

     CONNOR
    I have no idea what you're talking about.
    You sound crazy to me.  Can't die, huh?
    Heh heh heh.  Suppose you just had a
    medical miracle.  They happen, you know.

     ROBERT
    Several other times, I've been wounded in
    ways that should have killed me, most of
    it self inflicted.  I heal just like that.  I've tried
    all kinds of ways to kill myself, researching.
    I've survived.  The only thing I haven't
    tried is cutting off me own head, and I'm sure
    you know why.

     CONNOR
    It's common sense not to cut off your own
    head.  Now, what makes you think I'm this
    Connor person and how did you find me
    out here.

     ROBERT
    I met your wife, on the house on the shore.
    She told me, and if you don't mind me saying,
    isn't she a bit old for you.

     CONNOR
    My wife, huh?

He lifts his head and laughs.

     CONNOR
    Yes, she does indeed appear older than me.  Just
    one of the many disadvantages of being an
    Immortal.

     ROBERT
    So you are Connor MacLeod?  An Immortal.

     CONNOR
    And so, it seems, are you.  Now, what do you
    want with me.

     ROBERT
    I've heard the stories.  Most of the so called
    "Immortals" have mentors.  And now that I've
    without a doubt verified that I am an Immortal,
    I would like you to mentor me.

     CONNOR
    Me?  Mentor you?  I don't think so.

With that, Connor reels in his fishing line and sets off for shore, without another word.

Robert looks after him, speechless, then heads after him.

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EXT.  HIGHLANDS - FOREST

We find Connor MacLeod, now with long hair, a younger look in his eyes.  He eyes a young man,
another Immortal.  It is 1563.

Connor draws his sword and attacks the younger man, who quickly gets his sword up and
blocks the blow.  They go at it a few minutes, deftly attacking and blocking each other.

Finally, Connor feints one way and then brings his sword up to the others neck before
he can counteract the move.

     CONNOR
    Looks as though you've lost your head,
    Benjamin.

     BENJAMIN
    How do you do it?

Connor lowers his sword.

     CONNOR
    You must tap into the life force around you,
    feel it in you.  The Quickening.  Anticipate
    your opponent's moves and be there with your
    sword before they are.  But always remember,
    they can do the same thing.  What makes you
    better than your opponent is your heart.

He taps Benjamin in the chest area were his heart is with the flat part of the sword.

     CONNOR
    Your determination and your will to survive.

Connor quickly brings the sword up for a strike.  Benjamin blocks it and counterattacks.

     CONNOR
    Good.  You are learning.

Benjamin smiles, proud of himself.  Connor brings the sword up to his neck once again,
before he can do anything about it.

     CONNOR
    And never be too proud of yourself.

Connor smiles.

     CONNOR
    Now, let's go.  I believe Heather has cooked up
    something nice for us.

Sheathing their swords, the two men turn and walk away.

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INT.  MACLEOD RESIDENCE

Connor enters the kitchen to find a note on the refrigerator door.  He looks at it.

CONNOR,

Went to town to pick up a few things from the store.
Maybe it will give you time to talk privately to the young
man who's no doubt found you by now.  Be back later.

XXX OOO

BRENDA

Connor sighs in exasperation and turns around to see Robert standing in the doorway.

     CONNOR
    Did I not make myself clear enough?

     ROBERT
    You have to mentor me.

     CONNOR
    Really?  I think I can make my own decisions.
    Find someone else.

     ROBERT
    There is no one else.

     CONNOR
    Sure there is.  I could give you some names.

     ROBERT
    There is no one else that is as good as you.

Connor doesn't have an immediate retort to that one.

     ROBERT
    It's a fight for our lives out there, Connor.
    You are the best.  If I am trained by the best,
    my chances of survival are better than anyone's.
    All these guys out there now, they are young
    and dangerous.  One had his head decapitated
    just the other week in a graveyard.

     CONNOR
    If I am the best, as you say, it was because I
    was a good learner and I had a good teacher.
    It doesn't make me a good teacher.

     ROBERT
    Then where is the one who taught you?

     CONNOR
    He's been dead over five hundred years.

     ROBERT
    Then you are the one.

     CONNOR
    No, I am not.  I'm through with this silly
    game.

     ROBERT
    They'll come after you, too.  They'll come
    here for your head.

A dangerous glint shimmers in Connor's eyes.

     CONNOR
    For their sake, I would hope not.

     ROBERT
    But they will.  Whether you like it or not,
    you will be back in the game.  Maybe not
    soon, but eventually, they will come.

     CONNOR
    I don't see how that would convince me
    to train you.

     ROBERT
    You've been out of it for what, fifteen years
    now?  It would be like refreshing yourself on
    all the stuff you may have gotten soft on.

     CONNOR
    You forget, I am Immortal.  Fifteen years is
    nothing to me.

     ROBERT
    Well, do it out of the goodness of your heart,
    then.

Connor has no response.

     ROBERT
    Well?

     CONNOR
    I'll tell you what I'll do out of the goodness of
    my heart.  I'll let you eat dinner with my wife
    and I and I will let you stay the night here.
    You'll have to be on your way tomorrow.

     ROBERT
    At least that will give me time to convince you.

     CONNOR
    I doubt very seriously you can convince me.

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