Tribe

Do you think we ever lived like this? 

Like A Tribe?

 

Together with a common language, 

a reason and a name 

for each living thing? 

Did we once belong somewhere -- 

a time and a place, however briefly?

Connor Macloed :

Slan is mine.

-Protecting Tessa is my job.

[laughter]

-Good to see you.

You're sure you wouldn't rather

use a sword, Connor?

Connor Macloed :

I take it that, uh, what you

saw last night was new?

New?

-Yes, as a matter of fact, it

is quite new for Tessa.

How long have you two known each other?

Are you related?

Duncan Macloed :

We're clansmen.

When I was growing up,

there was a legend in My Clan about a--

a strange man in my grandfather's time who was

killed in battle and then miraculously revived.

Everyone thought it was,

uh, witchcraft.

I thought it was an old wives' tale.

Until one day--

-I know.

Someone killed you, but you didn't die.

Duncan Macloed :

And then I found him.

Um--

well, you know, the way

someone found me.

-Connor taught me everything I

needed to know to survive as

an immortal--

the rules, the tactics

needed to win.

-As once someone taught me.

-Win what?

Why does this Slan person

want Duncan?

[SARCASTICALLY] Please,

don't say anything in

front of the lady.

Let me just go in the next room and crochet 

while you have cigars and brandy 

and talk about beheadings.

Duncan Macloed :

I told Tessa some of it.

I thought I was out of it.

She didn't need to know 

all The Rules.

Connor Macloed :

You're not out of it anymore!

There can be only one.

Remember that rule?

Duncan Macloed :

One what?

One of you?

Only one immortal left in the end?

Is that it?

And what does the winner get?

Connor Macloed :

The last one will have the power 

of all the immortals who ever lived.

Enough power to rule this planet forever.

If someone like Slan is that last one, 

Mankind will suffer an Eternity of Darkness 

from which it will never recover.

-And you didn't think this was

important enough to mention?

It's nothing new.

Duncan Macloed :

It is for me.

You can't stay out of The Game, Duncan.

You've tried before.

Duncan Macloed :

Damn it, Connor!

It had nothing to do with The Game, 

and you know that.

[Queen - "Who Wants to Live Forever"

There's no time for us 

There's no place for us 

What is this thing that builds our dreams 

Yet slips away from us? 

Who wants to live forever? 

Who wants to live forever?

Duncan Macloed :

[crying] 

She knew the names of all the grasses... the wildflowers... the songs that told where her people came from, how they lived, what they believed in!

Connor Macloed : 

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

[Who wants to live forever?]

Duncan Macloed : 

[watching funeral pyre burn] 

Do you think we ever lived like this? Like a tribe?

[Who wants to live forever?]

 

Together with a common language, a reason and a name for each living thing? Did we once belong somewhere -- a time and a place, however briefly?

[Who dares to know forever?]

8. CUT

8. Outside antique store 1

[DM pulls up in T-bird, feels 'buzz', enters store cautiously.]

Connor Macloed :

Hey... I know you loved her, 

but you can't keep them from dying. 

They all do. Men kill men. 

We kill each other.

Duncan Macloed :

I don't care who does the killing. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of the endless mindless fighting. I'm tired of death.

Connor Macloed :

You can't quit.

Duncan Macloed : 

I didn't ask you for permission, Connor.

Connor Macloed :

I know why you chose this place. 

It's holy ground.

Duncan Macloed : 

That's right. And I did ask permission 

of the old ones to build my cabin here.

Connor Macloed :

No Immortal can fight here... ever. 

You'll always be safe.

Duncan Macloed : 

Glad you approve. 

Connor, the battle between good and evil 

can do without me for a while.

Connor Macloed :

Maybe, but you can't stay out of it forever.

Duncan Macloed :

No, not forever, but for a while.

Connor Macloed :

They'll find you.

Duncan Macloed : 

Eventually.