Rachel when she meets Duncan at the MacLeod family plot: Let me guess - you're here to find your highland roots.
Duncan: I didn't know I'd lost them.

Rachel: What can I get you? Haggis? Maybe a kilt?

Rachel puts down the inn register: Fill it out. Then it's second floor on the left. Number four. Next to the other one.
Duncan: What other one?
Joe, coming in: MacLeod! What took you so long?
Duncan: What the hell are you doing here?
Joe, with a Scottish accent: I'm havin' a wee dram, lad.

Rachel: Duncan MacLeod came back from the dead to avenge his father and kill Kanwulf the viking.

Duncan's mother: Let no man tell you different. You are Duncan MacLeod of the clan MacLeod.

Joe: This is not my room, okay?

Rachel: Maybe some legends are true.
Duncan: Maybe.

Joe [looking at the statue of the Highlander]: The Highlander. Think they built it with you in mind?
Duncan: Probably not.
Joe: So, you gonna stay?
Duncan: Nah, too many questions left unanswered. Better just to disappear.
Joe: Yeah, I guess that's what legends are supposed to do.

Joe to Cord [sings]: I don't know but I've been told, good Marines they don't grow old!

Duncan to Charlie: This is your home, Charlie - always will be.

Duncan: No one knows more about me than you, but about Joe Dawson I don't really know a thing.
Joe: You never asked, and even if you had I don't know if I'd have told you.

Joe, about Duncan: He's my friend.
Cord: And what am I? I saved your life. I carried you sixteen freakin' miles on my back. I *own* your ass!
Joe: I owe you my life. Not his.

Joe, about Cord: He'll kill you.
Charlie: Everybody keeps saying that.
Cord to Charlie, on waylaying him outside Joe's: Everybody comes to Joe's!

Duncan to Charlie as he is dying in his arms: You can't kill him, Charlie. You never could. Cord is immortal. I promised to tell you the truth someday... Cord is immortal and so am I... I wish I could have told you.
Charlie: So there was no way I could'a killed that son-of-a-bitch?
Duncan: No. But I can.

Richie: Mikey - Mac's my best friend.

Richie to Duncan, when he first brings Mikey to the loft: When you find somebody who's helpless you've got to protect them. Right?

Tyler King: He's gonna get whacked soon enough. Why not by me?
Duncan: Because I said so.

Tyler King: I think you should gimme the guy with the missing hard drive. And then, afterwards, maybe we can go for lunch.
Duncan: Sorry. I've already eaten.

Richie: You've got to make him pay! You gotta do it for her [Tessa].
Duncan: Do I? I can't do anything for her!

[At Rottweiler kennels after Kanis has tried to buy Lucille, the female]
Kennel owner: I've seen his type before. He's just a guy with a pack of nasty males. You know what they say - the bigger the dog, the smaller the... dog.

Duncan, referring to college: Oh, it's never too late, Richie. After all, I never learned to read until...
Richie: Until you reached fifty. I know. You probably had to walk a mile in the snow too.
Duncan: Uphill.
Richie and Duncan: Both ways!

Richie: Did I miss something here? Mac's got some wacko with a pack of dogs coming after him and you're kicking back having a beer and peanuts?
Joe: I'm a Watcher, okay? I'm watching.

Duncan: (opens the door to exhibit a female rottweiler in heat) Lucy, your dates are here. Nature, you
can't fight it but you can fight me.

(after the fight and quickening) I should have bought earthquake
insurance.
 

[Richie is dangling Mark, Tessa's murderer, over the fire escape]
Mark: Please! I'm gonna have a kid! I'm s'posed to get married!
Richie: So was she.

Richie: I had him in my hands. I just wanted to make it right. But I couldn't. Where's the justice in all this?
Duncan: There is no justice. Just mercy.
 

Kit of Amanda: ... a thieving French harlot with a coiffure!...
Amanda: I'm not French!

Duncan: How long can you stay mad at someone?
Amanda: Just until hell freezes over!

Richie: I mean, Mac, at this point it's gonna be very difficult to keep these two apart - especially now that they both own the horse together.
Duncan: Thank you, master of the bloody obvious.

Duncan: Stall her.
Richie: By killing her?
Duncan: Preferably.

Richie: I mean, Mac, at this point it's gonna be very difficult to keep these two apart - especially now that
they both own the horse together.
Duncan: Thank you, master of the bloody obvious.
 

Anne to Duncan about Kenny: I was going to call Security but what was I going to tell them?
'I've got this kid who can live forever but he's only safe in churches'?

Amanda: Oh would you give me a break. That is such a guy thing. You have your rules and MacLeod has his.
Joe: Mac and I had a good friend, Charlie DeSalvo. And he's dead because I broke those rules. [He accidentally cuts himself.] Damn! See? I bleed. I can get an infection and die!

[Duncan arrives at the dojo looking very torn and tattered from being caught in the car explosion at Killian's warehouse]
Amanda: Duncan's here. Melissa, this is Duncan MacLeod.
Melissa: Hi! ...He's awesome!
Amanda: You look terrible!
Duncan: She said I looked awesome.

Duncan to Amanda: What are you going to teach your little protegee tonight? How to knock off an armoured truck?

Joe: For thousands of years, the Watchers have lived by one single set of rules:
we observe, we record, and we stay the hell out of it.

Ramsay: What the devil are you doing got up in that?
Duncan: Everyone's 'got up' like this, Ramsay. This is India.

Duncan: Well, well, well. You throw a party and look who turns up.
Kamir: MacLeod. Hobnobbing with the upper crust again? Or could it be that you just can't get India out of your system?
Duncan: Maybe it's a little of both.

Kamir: There is no place in the world like India.
Richie: Maybe someday I'll have the time to go.

Kamir: Two hundred years of occupation, and to think that all we managed to teach the British was how to drink tea.

Mrs Ramsay: What brought you to India?
Duncan: I came for the food.

Duncan: Vashti, if something's always done it does not make it right.

Kamir: The MacLeod I knew was not so quick to judge.

Duncan: You took a mortal life.
Kamir: And you haven't?
Duncan: No, not when someone else's life was not at stake.

Richie: I mean, when I talk to him I feel like I'm talking to some kinda priest.
Duncan: You were. He's just not the type that takes confession.

Duncan: Are you certain?
Vashti: I'm certain of many things now. You're one of them.

Vashti: Duncan, when we first met you told me I had never truly been in love.
Duncan: Aye.
Vashti: Now I have.

Kamir: Who are you to tell me what I am?
Duncan: I'm an Immortal - like you.

Duncan: Hey, you in the coach! Any time you'd like to join me! Now would be appropriate!

Duncan: Well, mi casa, su casa. How's Paris?
Methos: It's a lot quieter since you left.

Duncan: So, what brings a 5,000 year-old man to me?

Duncan: Where are my clothes? They were right there! ...
Kristin: Come and get them.
Duncan: I don't think I would!
Kristin: Oh, I'm hoping you will.
Duncan: I'm getting out.
Kristin: I can't wait.
Duncan: I really mean it!
Kristin: Good.
Duncan: Have you no shame?
Kristin: No... None whatsoever.

Methos: He met Kristin yesterday morning.
Duncan: He didn't tell me that.
Methos: Maybe he hasn't got out of bed yet.

Kristin: I'm sure you're gonna find many ways to thank me.
Richie: I'm certainly gonna try.

Methos: I washed my hands this morning.

Methos: Not only are you naive, now you are weaponless.

Richie: Don't you get sick of him being older and wiser all the time?
Methos: Yeah, I can see how that could get a bit annoying.

Methos: She's got him tingling in places he didn't even know he had.

Methos: Guess this must be what it's like to have kids.

Methos: A couple of medieval songwriters came up with the idea of chivalry one rainy day, and you embrace it as a lifestyle.

Methos: You dump her and then you turn your back on her?! Talk about the blind leading the visually challenged!

Methos, about Kristin's sword: Pick it up.
Kristin: Who the hell are you?
Methos: A man who was born long before the age of chivalry.

Claudia: You know I almost died.
Duncan: No, you didn't almost die, it was just a very good excuse for playing badly.
Claudia: I hate you.
Duncan: Oh? Thank you.

Duncan, giving Claudia a drink: Here. It's not poisoned, although I'm tempted.

Methos: Cute! I can do cute!

Methos: I've travelled a lot.
Alexa: Really? Paris!
Methos: Paris is too full of Parisians. Even the French don't like Paris.
Alexa: Venice.
Methos: Venice - the smell alone will kill you.
Alexa: A little young to be so cynical, aren't you?

Claudia is almost run down by a car.
Duncan: Somebody doesn't like your Chopin.
 
 

Alexa: Well. Either you like to drink, or you're crazy about the blues.
Methos: No, I was waiting for you. I see I leave you speechless. This is an excellent start.
Alexa: Start to what?
Methos: To - dinner, a film, a concert, a smile, a sunset, a walk, uh... all of the above? Whatever you would like.
Alexa: Do women really fall for that line?
Methos: I have no idea - I've never used it before.
 

Methos and Alexa in the rain.
Alexa: I can't go out with you tomorrow night.
Methos: You're right. Better make it tonight.

Alexa: Why do you wanna go out with me?
Methos: Because the alternative is unthinkable.

Walter to Claudia: Do you have any life insurance? Cash it in.

Duncan: You need to learn to use a sword.
Claudia: A sword? Moi?

Methos to Alexa: You spend whatever time you have left dying, or you spend it living. With me.
 

Richie: If you hadn't given him a flying lesson we'd both be missing our heads by now.

Joe about the chances of taking a Dark Quickening: What are the odds of living that long? [Richie raises an eyebrow] Ah! I didn't exactly word that right.

Richie: Where the hell is MacLeod?
Joe: How the hell should I know?
Richie: You're his Watcher, damn it. It's your job!
Joe to Evil Duncan: I know damn near everything about you, Duncan MacLeod. I know who you fought, who you killed. I know who you loved. I know it *all*!

Evil Duncan: Leaving's no problem, but killing me... that's not as easy as it looks.

Evil Duncan: Why don't you come with me?
Girl: Leave me alone!
Evil Duncan: Okay.

[Evil Duncan drives off in the young couple's car]
Methos: Hope you're insured.

Methos: I've known a lot of us in five thousand years, MacLeod. Of them all, you were the best I'd seen.
Methos: I'm too old for this.

Rebecca to Amanda: Choose your ground, choose your weapon, and face what is to come.

Amanda: But I don't understand! I saw you watching me on the street!
French guy: You're beautiful! Who wouldn't? I didn't mean anything, okay?

Duncan, when Amanda shows up blonde: What did you do to your hair?
Amanda: I didn't want to be recognised.
Duncan: Oh, I would never have known it was you.

Nathan Stern, about the crystal: Imagine what it would be like to find the last piece. To become like them... Immortal.
Methos: There's a thought.

Duncan: Didn't know there were so many green Chevys in Paris.
Amanda: I don't know, what, is this the fifth one we've checked?
Duncan: Yup. Well, look on the bright side - at least we're not in Detroit.

Methos: You think it takes courage to do what we do? Face another Immortal with a sword knowing only one of you will live? You try being her! You try living one year knowing that your time is running out, knowing that however much you train, whatever tricks you have, you still lose! That's the way it is for them. So little time for them to see anything or do anything.

Methos: She'll never know how close I came.
Duncan: She'll know how much you love her.
Methos: As much as I can for as long as she lives.

Duncan: You know, the Navajo have a saying: 'The spirit lives as long as someone who lives remembers you.'

Methos: Apparently Paris is prone to flooding in the winter.
Duncan: Well just be thankful you don't own a barge.

Methos, about Warren Cochrane: So, lure him outside and take his head. Problem solved.

Duncan: You know, I never know when you're kidding.
Methos: Part of my charm.

Methos: We rewrite history so we can live with it. You ask the Russians. Or, come to that, ask the Americans or the British.
Duncan: Or the Scots.
Methos: What do you expect - the Watchers are the Immortal FBI? We got lives to live, okay?

Methos: I wouldn't stay in any hotel that Adam Pierson could afford.

Methos: I was married once, you know. Well, come to think of it, I was married sixty-seven... no, sixty-eight times.
Duncan: You had sixty-eight wives?
Methos: Yeah, never one of us, though. That'd be too much of a commitment for me to make.

[Robert chats up Gina while Duncan is trying to fight him]
Duncan: Hey, we're fighting here!

Duncan to Fitzcairn: Say something!
Fitz: You call that a fight?

Fitzcairn: What about the opera?
Gina: Why don't you take Duncan?
Fitz: I don't even like him!

Fitzcairn: If I may, I would gladly stand in for the groom.
Duncan [getting in his way]: The line starts here!

Methos: I haven't felt guilt since the 11th century.

Methos: Great! So I lose my head after five thousand years so that you can play marriage guidance counsellor. I must have been out of my mind!

Methos: Okay, gimme the keys.
Duncan: What keys?
Methos: The keys to the barge.
Duncan (laughs nervously): You weren't serious, you were testing me.
Methos: No, if I'm gonna die, you're gonna pay me for it. Gimme the keys.
Duncan: I can't give you the barge! I just redecorated it!
Methos: Nice job. Gimme the keys.

Methos: I spent years losing my conscience, only for him to go and find it again.

Methos to Duncan: We've got to stop meeting like this. People will talk.

Duncan: Ugh! This place come like this or did they build it just for you?

[Duncan breaks into Watcher HQ to save Joe]
Joe: Security cameras too!
Duncan: Oh!
Joe: Was nice of ya to come by, though.
Duncan: Don't mention it.

Joe: They're gonna blow my brains out tomorrow. Tradition. You gotta love it.

Methos: I say... let friendship thrive.

Joe: Mac, you gotta distance yourself from me.
Duncan: And I thought you liked me.

Jack Shapiro: Last request?
Joe: Yeah, I'd like to die of old age.

Executioner: On your knees.
Joe: Not in this lifetime.

Methos: Really, guys, the time's come for you two to start a new life somewhere. Bora Bora is very nice this time of year!

Jakob: How can you defend these murderers?
Duncan: Because one of them's my friend.

Methos: Joe, we have to stop this, 'cause otherwise more people are going to die.
Joe: 'We?'
Methos pulls down his sleeve, revealing his Watcher tattoo: Yeah. Hey, I wear one of these, too, okay? Or did you forget that?
Joe: I didn't forget. But we both know what you really are.

Methos: Look at that - Watchers afraid they're gonna be killed by Immortals, holed up in a funeral home. Is it just me or is there some cosmic irony in that?
Joe: I think it's just you. I'm not laughing.

[Joe has a gun on Methos, his 'hostage']
Methos: Would you be careful with that thing? It might go off.
Joe: Yeah, not a good place for it. Ha! I mean, consider the irony.

Methos: I'm a pragmatist, MacLeod. The Watchers wanted the real killer, and I want to keep you alive.

[Jack Shapiro is getting ready to behead Jakob]
Duncan: You use that sword, you'd better use it again on me.