Highlander1986

Heather:
My beautiful man...my husband.

MacLeod:
I am that, my love.

Heather:
I've never really known...

MacLeod:
What?

Heather:
Why you stayed.

MacLeod:
Because I love you as much now as the first day we met

Heather:
And I love you. I don't want to die. I want to stay with you...forever.

MacLeod:
I want that, too.

Heather:
Will you do something for me, Connor?

MacLeod:
What, blossom?

Heather:
In the years to come, will you light a candle and remember me on my birthday?

MacLeod:
Aye, love. I will.

Heather:
I wanted to have your children.

MacLeod:
They would have been strong, and fine.

Heather:
Don't see me, Connor. [Heather hides her face.] Let me die in peace...where are we?

MacLeod:
We're in the Highlands. Where else? Darting down the mountainside, the sun is shining. It's not cold. You've got your sheepskins on...[MacLeod looks to see Heather dead in his arms, having peacefully passed] ...and the boots I made for you.

[We see Connor bury Heather later that day, and then leave Heather's grave-marker.]

MacLeod:
Good night, my bonny Heather.