50 Best Highlander Quotes

Connor: [to Ramirez] If it came down to just us two, would you take my head?

Connor: You're a liar!
Ramirez: You have the manners of a goat. And you smell like a dung-heap! And you have no knowledge whatsoever of your potential! Now.
[shouts]
Ramirez: Get out!
[rocks the boat, sending MacLeod into the lake]
Connor: [as Ramirez rows away] Help me, I'm drowning!
Ramirez: You can't drown, you fool, you're immortal!
[continues rowing]

Ramirez: [singing] B-A-L-A-N-C-E, balance...
Connor: I don't like boats, I don't like water. I'm a man, not a fish!
Ramirez: Oh, you complain endlessly.
Connor: You look like a woman, you stupid haggis!

Juan: You must leave her, brother. I was born 2,437 years ago. In that time I've had three wives. The last was Shakiko, a Japanese Princess... When Shakiko died I was shattered. I would save you that pain. Please, let Heather go.

Kurgan: [to a pair of nuns passing by him] Happy Hallowe'en, ladies!
Kurgan: Nuns. No sense of humor.
Connor: Ramirez's blade did not cut deeply enough. He was right about you. You're slime.
Kurgan: Ramirez was an effete snob! He died on his knees. I took his head and raped his woman before his blood was even cold.
[MacLeod looks at him in fury]
Kurgan: Ah, I see. Ramirez lied. She was not his woman. She was *your* woman. And she never told you. I wonder why. Perhaps I gave her something you never could, and secretly she yearned for my return.
Kurgan: [MacLeod attempts to throttle Kurgan in a church] Holy *ground*, Highlander! Remember what Ramirez taught you.

Connor: I am Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. I was born in 1518 in the village of Glenfinnan on the shores of Loch Shiel. And I am immortal.

[repeated line by Ramirez, The Kurgan and Connor MacLeod]
Connor: There can be only one!

[to a german soldier during WWII]
Connor: Whatever you say, Jack. You are the master race.

Ramirez: Patience, Highlander. You have done well. But it will take time. There are generations being born and dying. You're at one with all living things. Each man's thoughts and dreams are yours to know. You have power beyond imagination. Use it well my friend. Don't lose your head.

Ramirez: Greetings.
[Connor and Heather look baffled]
Ramirez: I am Juan Sánchez Villalobos Ramírez, Chief metallurgist to King Charles V of Spain. And I'm at your service.

[Looking at the body lying next to its head]
Garfield: What do you think the cause of death was, Lieutenant?

Motel: Hey, Rockefeller. I hear you liked Candy. She said you were kinda kinky.
Kurgan: Don't ever speak to me.

Kurgan: I'm in disguise!

Kurgan: [to Ramirez] Tonight you sleep in hell.

Ramirez: The Kurgan. He is the strongest of all the immortals. He's the *perfect* warrior. If he wins the Prize, mortal man would suffer an eternity of darkness.
Connor: How do you fight such a savage?
Ramirez: With heart, faith and steel. In the end there can be only one.

Connor: Tell me, how'd it happen for God's sake?
Ramirez: Why does the sun come up? Hmm? Or are the stars just pin holes in the curtain of night, who knows? What I do know is that because you were born different, men will fear you... try to drive you away, like the people of your village.
Connor: [MacLeod turns his back]
[MacLeod has a flashback of when he was banished from his village]
Ramirez: You must learn to conceal your special gift, and harness your power, until the time of the Gathering.
Connor: What Gathering?
Ramirez: When only a few of us are left, we will feel an irresistible pull towards a far away land... to fight for the prize.

Connor: [Drunk with a wig covering his eyes whilst in the middle of a duel] Christ, I've gone blind!

Connor: What are you looking at, Rachel?
Rachel: The eyes in the back of your head. People are asking about you. What am I supposed to tell them?
Connor: Simple. Tell them I'm immortal.

Heather: Don't see me, Connor - let me die in peace. Where are we?
Connor: We're in the Highlands, where else? Running down a mountainside. The sun is shining. It's not cold. You've got your sheepskins on, and the boots I made for you. Good night, my bonny Heather.

[Saying his farewell to Rachel]
Connor: Hey, it's a kind of magic!

Tony the Hotdog Vendor: [as Tony reads a newspaper headlined: Headhunter-3, Cops-Zero] Hey Moran! Have you read what it says in here?
Lieutenant: You kiddin' Tony? You know cops can't read.
Tony the Hotdog Vendor: [Teasingly to Moran] What does 'INCOMPETENT' mean?
Lieutenant: [Speaking to Detective Bedsoe] That mayor, he calls me at 2 o'clock in the morning! I mean I don't even answer the phone anymore!
Tony the Hotdog Vendor: Hey! What does 'BAFFLED' mean? Hee hee hee hee! Ha ha ha ha!
[Moran and Bledsoe give Tony an irritated look]

Connor: [Paying his respects at church] For you, my bonny Heather: Happy birthday. And you, Juan Ramirez: Take care of her, you overdressed haggis.

Ramirez: MacLeod, I was born 2,437 years ago. In that time, I've had three wives. The last was Shikiko, a Japanese princess. Her father, Masamune, a genius, made this for me
[shows MacLeod his Samurai sword]
Ramirez: in 593 B.C. It is the only one of its kind... like his daughter. When Shikiko died, I was shattered. I would save you that pain. Please... let Heather go.

Ramirez: The sensation you are feeling is the quickening.
Connor: Who are you?
Ramirez: We are the same, MacLeod. We are *brothers*!

Connor: I have the power! Aye, the quickening that empowers me! I feel everything! I know... I know everything! I am everything!

[Just before the MacLeod clan goes to war]
Kate: Angus, you'll keep him in one piece, ya hear?
Dugal: And we all know what piece that is!

Kurgan: You can't defeat me, Ramirez! I am the strongest!
Ramirez: My cut has improved your voice!

[after Kurgan rips the top of a car off and throws the driver out]
[looking over at the old woman in the passenger seat with insincere affection]
Kurgan: [smiling] Mom...

Connor: Wanna hear another theory?
Lieutenant: Uh-huh.
Connor: This Fasil was so upset about the lousy wrestling tonight, that he went down to the garage and in a fit of depression cut off his *own* head!

Connor: I've been alive for four and a half centuries, and I cannot die.
Brenda: Well, everyone has got their problems

Connor: I apologize for calling your wife a bloated warthog, and I bid you good day.

Connor: I don't like boats. I don't like water. I'm a man not a fish.

Ramirez: [after MacLeod misses him with his sword] Crude and slow clansman, your attack was no better then that of a clumsy child.
Connor: This cannot be, it's the devil's work.
Ramirez: You cannot die, MacLeod, accept it.
Connor: [laughs before realising Ramirez was serious] I hate you.
Ramirez: Good. That is a perfect place to start.

Rachel: Will you listen to me for one moment? You can't hide your feelings from me! I've known you too long.
Connor: What feelings?
Rachel: How about loneliness?
Connor: I'm not lonely. I've got everything I need right here.
Rachel: Oh no you don't. You refuse to let anyone love you.
Connor: Love is for poets.

Connor: I don't like boats, I don't like water. I'm a man, not a fish.
Ramirez: So you complain endlessly.
Connor: You look like a woman you stupid haggis.
Ramirez: Haggis? What is haggis?
Connor: Sheep's stomach stuffed with meat and barley
Ramirez: And what do you do with it?
Connor: You eat it!
Ramirez: How revolting!
[Ramirez sneezes]
Connor: Be still for God's sake! You'll tip us over.
Ramirez: So?
Connor: I cannot swim you Spanish peacock.
Ramirez: I'm not Spanish, I'm Egyptian.
Connor: You said you were from Spain! You're a liar!
Ramirez: You have the manners of a goat and you smell like a dung-heap. And you've no knowledge whatsoever of your potential. Now, get out!
[Throws MacLeod into the lake]

Ramirez: Why does the sun come up, or are the stars just pinholes in the curtain of night?

Ramirez: You cannot die, MacLeod. Accept it.
Connor: I hate you!
Ramirez: Good. That is a perfect way to start.

[after some passionate sex]
Heather: You can do that to me forever if you like, my Lord.
Connor: Aye! I will.

News: The garage is watered from the sprinklers. It also left a man's decapitated body lying on the floor next to his own severed head. The head, which of this time, has no name.
Kurgan: I know his name.
[Inserts cassette tape into car stereo]

Garfield: You talk funny Nash. Where you from?
Nash: Lots of different places.

[after Connor has called Ramirez a "haggis"]
Ramirez: Haggis? What is haggis?
Connor: Sheep's stomach, stuffed with meat and barley.
Ramirez: And what do you do with it?
Connor: You eat it.
Ramirez: How revolting!

Angus: He's a Highlander, by God, and the last sound he hears should not be that of a wailing woman!

Kurgan: At last. The Gathering...
[Mini-blades pop open from Kurgan's sword before a knock is heard by his door]
Candy: Hi. I'm Candy.
Kurgan: Of course you are...

[last lines, in voice over]
Ramirez: Patience, Highlander. You have done well. But it'll take time. You are generations being born and dying. You are at one with all living things. Each man's thoughts and dreams are yours to know. You have power beyond imagination. Use it well, my friend. Don't lose your head.

Priest: This is a house of God. People are trying to pray. You're disturbing them.
Kurgan: He cares about these helpless mortals?
Priest: Of course He cares. He died for our sins.
Kurgan: That shall be His undoing.
[gets up]
Kurgan: Father! Forgive me , I am a worm...
[starts laughing diabolically]
Kurgan: [to everyone in the church] I have something to say! It's better to burn out than to fade away!

Garfield: Are you a faggot, Nash?
Connor: Why, Garfield? Cruisin' for a piece of ass?
Garfield: I'll tell you what happened, Russell. You went down to that garage for a blow job. But you didn't want to pay for it.
Connor: You're sick.

Sunda: Macleod, it's good to see you again. It seems like a hundred years.
Connor: It's been a hundred years.

[repeated line]
Kurgan: Hello, pretty...

Ramirez: [narrating] From the dawn of time we came; moving silently down through the centuries, living many secret lives, struggling to reach the time of the Gathering; when the few who remain will battle to the last. No one has ever known we were among you... until now.

Connor: What is it?
Sunda: Boom-boom. A big strong man like you shouldn't be afraid of a little boom-boom. Or maybe you think I'm trying to poison you.
Connor: I think you're crazy, Kastagir.