[Duncan rushes out of the barge, sword in hand, after seeing Kronos'
Methos: Mac! It's me! It's me!
Duncan: Did you see him?
Methos: Seen who?
Methos: [skeptically] Really.
[Duncan walks away.]
Methos: Mac? Mac, where're you going?
[Walking along a street.]
Methos: Most religions have some version of the savior myth
demons sent to destroy the earth, and a champion comes to
Richie: That is exactly what it says in the journal.
Methos: But millennium theory is nothing new, Richie. Every
thousand years I hear these same stories. I don't know. I have never
seen a demon.
Joe: [skeptically] A Zoroastrian demon.
Richie: Well then, maybe you guys have another explanation
for what's been going on.
Joe: What's going on is that Duncan MacLeod's losing it.
Methos: Okay, we'll talk to the granddaughter.
Richie: Yeah, maybe she can help.
[They arrive at a building with emergency vehicles crowded outside.]
Detective: You live in the area?
Methos: No, we just saw the smoke. What happened?
Detective: Arson. Someone set fire to the building. We're
looking for a man. He was seen leaving the place late last night.
Tall, dark hair, ponytail.
Joe: Ah, nobody we know.
Richie: Sorry. [in a low voice] Not a chance, Joe.
Joe: Richie, come on. I know how you feel.
Richie: Give me a break. Mac was not involved in this. You
[Joe sighs. Methos watches as the firefighters bring out a covered
Joe: Who's that?
Detective: She was, uh, Allison Landry.
Methos: Poor, poor Allison.
[In a floating restaurant on the Seine.]
Richie: [to Methos] So, you agree with Joe. You think MacLeod's
Methos: I think he's hallucinating, Richie. He's seeing
people that he's killed. Who knows what else he's doing?
Richie: He did not set that fire. [pause] What if he's not
seeing things? What if all this stuff is for real?
Methos: You're talking about demons running around. Dead
Richie: You're walking. How many times have you been killed?
Methos: Richie, it's not the same thing and you know it.
Richie: Nonononono. I don't know it. Nobody knows the reasons
that Immortals exist, and maybe this is it. Maybe we're here so
that one of us can fight this thing.
Joe: [sarcastically] Yeah, this has been going on for thousands
of years and no one has ever heard of it. Not Watchers, not Immortals.
Richie: Basically, yeah. [pause] Ah, forget it. I'll see
you guys. [Gets up and leaves.]
Methos: Blind loyalty. Very common in the young.
Joe: Yeah. I guess that's why we both feel like rats.
[Methos and Joe enter the barge.]
Duncan: So where are the men in the white coats?
Joe: We think you're in trouble, Mac.
Duncan: Trouble. You think I'm in trouble.
Methos: Mac, you need help.
Joe: You can't do this alone.
Duncan: I'm not insane! I saw Horton, Kronos. I heard them.
I don't know what they were, but they were real.
Methos: And you think they were demons?
[Still on the barge.]
Joe: Please, let us help you, Mac.
Duncan: Look, I've been reading about this, thinking about
it. Look at the state of the world: war, famine, chaos. There has
to be something to this prophecy.
Duncan: I don't know. Look, if this is all in my mind, if
I am crazy, then it's too late. If not, then there's nothing you
[The phone rings.]
Richie: Mac, it's me. Look, I saw him. I saw Horton. He's
Duncan: That's impossible.
Richie: No, look, I know what I saw. I think they headed
into the old racetrack.
Duncan: No, Richie, do nothing. Nothing. Get back here.
Richie: Sorry, Mac.
Duncan: Richie. Richie! You don't know what you're facing.
[to Joe] Keep him on the line. He's gonna be at the old ractrrack.
[Hands Joe the phone and leaves.]
Joe: Richie? Richie!