Christopher Lambert aufgeführt in der Rolle von...
Connor MacLeod
- 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.
- 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: 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.
- [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!
- 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]
- Sunda Kastagir: Macleod, it's good to see you again. It seems like a hundred years.
- Connor MacLeod: It's been a hundred years.
- 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: [Paying his respects at church] For you, my bonny Heather: Happy birthday. And you, Juan Ramirez: Take care of her, you overdressed haggis.
- [after some passionate sex]
- Heather: You can do that to me forever if you like, my Lord.
- Connor MacLeod: Aye! I will.
- Connor MacLeod: [Drunk with a wig covering his eyes whilst in the middle of a duel] Christ, I've gone blind!
- Connor MacLeod: Tell me, how'd it happen for God's sake?
- Ramirez: Why does the sun come up? Hmm? 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.
- Connor MacLeod: [MacLeod turns his back]
- [MacLeod has a flashback of when he was banished from his village]
- Ramirez: You must learn to conceal your special gift, and harness your power, 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: 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: 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: I've been alive for four and a half centuries, and I cannot die.
- Brenda: Well, everyone has got their problems
- Ramirez: The sensation you are feeling is the quickening.
- Connor MacLeod: Who are you?
- Ramirez: We are the same, MacLeod. We are *brothers*!
- 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.