- [last lines]
- Duncan MacLeod: 1500 years ago, you led an army of barbarians to the gates of Paris. You disbanded your army and spared the city. But you broke a promise to yourself. To march west from the Ural Mountains until you reached the sea. So now, old friend, travel on. Go where you never went. To the sea.
- [He scatters Darius' ashes into the Seine]
- Duncan MacLeod: I'll miss you.
- Hugh Fitzcairn: [Being dragged to a guillotine by the Hunters] This... this is madness! There are no immortals here! All I am will be wasted! What do you want? All I am will be lost! There will be no quickening! What do you want?
- James Horton: I'm unarmed.
- Duncan MacLeod: You hate us but you expect us to behave honourably. Why is that?
- James Horton: When you kill me, others will come to continue what we have begun.
- Duncan MacLeod: I'm not your enemy. This isn't about mortals. We have our own fight! Don't you understand?
- James Horton: We've always understood. We will never be dominated.
- Duncan MacLeod: No-one wants to dominate you.
- James Horton: Liar! We know about the Gathering.
- Duncan MacLeod: Do you sense evil in me? Talk to me! Tell me what you know!
- James Horton: It's about power! Nothing is greater than the power of Man! Nothing! You must die... all of you!