Highlander

& Frank: What the hell have you got?
    Brenda: A Toledo Salamanca.
    Frank: A what?
    Brenda: A sword, Frank. A very rare sword.
    Frank: Is it worth much?
    Brenda: About a million bucks.

& Nash: You want to hear another theory? This Fasil was so upset about the lousy wrestling tonight, that in a fit of depression he cut off his own head.

& Nash: You only have one life. If you value it, go home.

& Ramirez: Sometimes, MacLeod, the sharpest blade is not enough. B... A... L... A... N... C... E, Balance.

& Connor MacLeod: Help! Help! Help me, I’m drowning!
    Ramirez: You can’t drown, you fool! You’re immortal.

& Ramirez: MacLeod, I was born 2,437 years ago...

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& Connor MacLeod: How do you fight such a savage?
    Ramirez: With heart, faith and steel. In the end there can be only one.

& Rachel: You’re alive! Why didn’t you die?
    Connor MacLeod: It’s a kind of magic.

& Nash: Brandy... Bottled in 1783.
    Brenda: Wow, that’s old...
    Nash: 1783 was a very good year. Mozart wrote his Great Mass... The Montgolfier Brothers went up in their first balloon. And England recognized the independence of the United States...

& Ramirez: You must leave her, brother.

& Connor MacLeod: I have been alive for four and a half centuries. I cannot die.
    Brenda: Well, everybody’s got their problems.

& Connor MacLeod: I am Connor MacLeod of the clan MacLeod. I was born in 1518 in the Glennfinnan village on the shores of Loch Shiel. And I am immortal.

& Nash: Hey, it’s a kind of magic...

& Connor MacLeod: There can be only one.

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