Corda: Time to say goodbye, Highlander!
Conner MacLeod: Why? You going somewhere?

Katana: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. If you don't take it out and use it, it's going to rust.

Conner MacLeod: You'll have to excuse me. I've gotten some disturbing news.
Louise Marcus: Did somebody die?
Conner MacLeod: Unfortunately not.

Ramirez: Most people have a full measure of life... and most people just watch it slowly drip away. But if you can summon it all up... at one time... in one place... you can accomplish something... glorious.

Ramirez: ...we are joined in a way that can never be broken, not even by death. When you need me, you'll only have to call my name. I'll always find you.

[U.S. Cable-TV Version]
Louise Marcus: Okay, now let me just see if I can get this straight. You come from another planet, and you're mortal there, but you're immortal here until you kill all the guys from there who have come here... and then you're mortal here... unless you go back there, or some more guys from there came here, in which case you become immortal here... again.
Conner MacLeod: Something like that.

Louise Marcus: You're nothing but a tired old man.
Conner MacLeod: More than you know.

David Blake: Oh, I think I've had enough of you. Goodbye, Attila.

Katana: Nicely played, MacLeod, but the game's not over yet.

Drunk: Are you MacLeod?
Conner MacLeod: Yes, I am.
Drunk: Great. I always wanted to meet the guy that turned the world to shit.

Juan Ramirez: You've remembered almost everything I taught you.
Conner MacLeod: I've had a lot of practice lately.
Juan Ramirez: There is no substitute for experience.
Conner MacLeod: What experience? You've been dead for five hundred years.

Katana: The remains of your mortal wife. So frail. So earthy. So very dead.
Conner MacLeod: At least she's at peace.
Katana: Peace is highly overrated.
Conner MacLeod: Things don't change, Katana, I like that. After all these years, you're still a jerk.

Juan Ramirez: But on the contrary, Virginia, all of the most beautiful women had dark hair. Helen of Troy, Cleopatra, Nefertiti, Joan of Arc to name a few. In fact, it's well known that these dair haired ladies
[lean in to whisper to Virginia]
Juan Ramirez: like to sit on men's faces.

Ramirez: [confused after Hamlet actor swears at him] Shithead? What's a shithead?

[after almost being hit by a truck]
Ramirez: So much for the Horse and Cart