Highlander: Endgame

Connor MacLeod:
In the days before memory, there were the Immortals. We were with you then, and we are with you now. We are driven by the endless fight to survive in a Game which knows no limits of time or place. We are the seeds of legend, but our true origin are unknown. We simply are.

Jacob Kell:
What you need to understand is that I don't care about the game. I don't care about the rules. I don't even care about these pathetic souls you keep locked away as a barrier to the prize.

Methos:
You know a little about Buddhist monks. Some of them come to cherish life so much that to step on an insect or harm a blade of grass becomes a violation of their creed, so the place themsleves under an extreme form of protective custody, a sanctuary of sorts. Well, for an Immortal who comes to abhor the bloodshed, there's a similar solution - a way to be removed from the game forever. Though the price is unimaginably high, but you are, for all practical purposes, protected from the violence within you.

Duncan MacLeod:
Some people say you're a man of honor.

Jin Ke:
What do you know of honor?

Jin Ke:
Honor's not in a weapon, it's in the man.

Connor MacLeod:
Every life I touch ends brutally and for no reason. It's a curse that's followed me for centuries. I can't outrun it and I can't out live it.

Duncan MacLeod:
With time, anything can be forgiven, you taught me that.

Duncan MacLeod:
Fine I deserve that but I want a chance to make it right.

Jacob Kell:
A woman is a temple built on a sewer.

Duncan MacLeod:
You're missing the point, Kate. The difference between Connor and I is that as long as you're still alive, there's a chance that one day I might be forgiven. It may take years. Centuries even. But at least I can carry that hope inside me. That's one blessing of immortality; there's always tomorrow. Even for us.

Jin Ke:
Men, for the most part can mend their ways only after they have made a mistake.

Connor MacLeod:
Life brings hope and pain, but revenge never brings redemption.