05x09 - Monsters and Heroes

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Outlander". Aired August 2014 - current.*
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Follows the story of Claire Randall, a married combat nurse from 1945 who is mysteriously swept back in time to 1743, where she is immediately thrown into an unknown world where her life is threatened. When she is forced to marry Jamie Fraser, a chivalrous and romantic young Scottish warrior, a passionate relationship is ignited that tears Claire's heart between two vastly different men in two irreconcilable lives.
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05x09 - Monsters and Heroes

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CLAIRE: Previously...

- You found your penicillin.
- [both laugh]

No woman speaks to me like that.

CLAIRE: What have you done?

[dramatic music]

ROGER: Don't!

Roger, you spoke.

Whether ye're there to hear or even if my voice isn't able, I'll always sing for you.

My husband's whiskey venture...

Well, it's barely breaking even.

But a partner with the right connections...

Mr. Bonnet will be personally meeting Mr. Alexander Malcolm, purveyor of the finest whiskey in the Carolinas.

Your men left because you betrayed their trust.

I made you a captain without time to prepare you or teach you what the word meant.

He doesn't have any faith in me.

CHOIR: ♪ Sing me a song ♪

♪ Of a lass that is gone ♪

♪ Say, could that lass ♪

♪ Be I? ♪

♪ Merry of soul ♪

♪ She sailed on a day ♪

♪ Over the sea ♪

♪ To Skye ♪

♪ Billow and breeze ♪

♪ Islands and seas ♪

♪ Mountains of rain and sun ♪

♪ Mountains of rain and sun ♪

♪ All that was good ♪

♪ All that was fair ♪

♪ All that was me ♪

♪ Is gone ♪

♪ Sing me a song ♪

♪ Of a lass that is gone ♪

♪ Say, could that lass ♪

♪ Be I? ♪

♪ Merry of soul ♪

♪ She sailed on a day ♪

♪ Over the sea ♪

♪ To Skye ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Sing me a song ♪

♪ Of a lass ♪

♪ That is gone ♪

♪ Say, could that lass ♪

♪ Be I? ♪



Well, the heartbeat sounds strong.

And baby's in a perfect position.

Any day now.

You know, after two, you could probably deliver this baby all by yourself.

[laughs] Maybe.

[chuckles]

It does make me feel better that ye'll be here.

Not so much as my physician, but to share it with me... as a...

As my ma.

[soft music]



CLAIRE: Time is marked and measured in different ways.



The colors of our lives were changing.



The vibrant greens of summer faded beneath the ever-varied canvas of sky, replaced by the russet tones of autumn, brown hues of harvest, and blue-violet shades of indigo dye.



JEMMY: Dada.

sh*t.

What? What is it?

Oh, something stung me.

[giggles]

Mm, nasty sting you got there.

- [chuckles]
- Want me to blow on it?

Ye are a sadist.

[moans softly]

You must get it from your father.

- BRIANNA: [chuckles]
- sh*t.

[giggles]

Hmm.

What's this new word?

Must have got that from his father.

Breakfast?

Mm, yes, please.

Eggs, please.

And then I think Jemmy should go and see Lizzie after breakfast.

- ROGER: Mm.
- JAMIE: Bree!

Roger Mac, ye there?

[knocking at door]

- Mm.
- Where else would we be?

Coming!

[knocking at door]

JAMIE: Move yourselves.

No.

- Come in.
- No time to be lazin' about.

Josiah's seen signs of game west of the...

Ridge.

[clears throat]

Uh, meat is meat, see us through the winter.

[sighs] Could do with a good marksman.

Um, I'm supposed to be helping dye the cloth today, and I have been really looking forward to it.

Roger will go with you.

If ye're willing, Roger Mac,

I need able-bodied men, and... able-bodied ye are.

I'll wait outside.

[door clatters]

[serene music]



[rustling]

JOSIAH: There.

Yeah, very good, lad.



JOSIAH: 'Tis no elk.

They have very tall antlers.

KENNY: How will it be, Colonel?

Well, the wind's blowing from the west.

We'll make our way down to the bottom of the slope so they willna catch our scent.

Spread out.

Roger Mac and I will come from behind and drive them toward ye.

We'll take what we can.

Bring the horses. Do what ye must.

We'll meet back at the Ridge at the end of the day.

FERGUS: Very good.



[groans]

I'm no great tracker, but I've stepped in enough of these to know a cow pat when I see one.

I hope we're not hunting cows.

I'll be damned.

Only three cows on the Ridge.
It's not one of them.

It's still warm.

[ethereal music]



ROGER: Oh, my God.



[r*fle clicks]



[buffalo grunts]

[g*nsh*t, buffalo groan]

Go. I must reload.



[buffalo groan]

- Ah!
- [hissing]

[ominous music]

[grunting]



[grunts, panting]

[speaks Gaelic]

[dramatic music]

[panting]

A snake.

[grunts]

Wee bugger bit me on the leg.



Come and sit down. Let's have a look.

[grunts]

Where is it?



[winces, grunts]



I think it's venomous.

[panting]

I'll have to cut it, drain the poison by sucking it out.



Wait.

Claire does this before she sets herself to cut someone.



[panting]

All right, go on, then.



[groaning]

Again. Quick, for God's sake.

[panting]

Aah! [groans]

[suspenseful music]

[panting]

[grunts] Enough!

- Ye'll drain me dry.
- [spits, coughs]

[dramatic music]



[spits, groans]



I've made more of a mess than the snake did.

[pants]

[groans]



Oh, there's no sign of anyone.

Can ye walk?



[grunting]



Go find the others.



[panting]



[panting]



[grunts]



'Tis a good day for dyeing.

[both laugh]

I hope you mean the cloth, Lizzie.

- It sounds so ominous.
- Aye.

[indistinct chatter]

Did you always know you wanted to be a doctor?

[scoffs] No.

Never really allowed myself to dream of such a career.

It wasn't easily available to women when I was your age.

And then being a nurse, that was about as much as I could have hoped for.

You seemed pretty single-minded about it later on, though.

Well, I had to be determined.

No one was going to open the door for me.

But if you're lucky enough to know what it is that you're meant to be...

What if you don't know?

Or if you do know, but you just can't do it?

Well, for most people... life as they find it is often the life they lead.

Now, is this about Roger...

or you?

Both.

We talked about maybe teaching here at the Ridge.

It just made me think about how I can't apply my calling here.

Oh, sometimes it's doctor, healer, a witch...

But I'm not afraid of what they call me,

'cause that's what I was born to be and will be till I die.

Uh, if I were to lose you... or Jamie, I would never be quite whole.

But I would always have that left.

You're an engineer, Bree.

And whatever it is they call that here... you just have to find a way to be that.

And what about Da?
Does he know what he is?

[laughs] Oh, he knows.

A laird? Is that what you call him?

Is he content with that?

A laird, a husband, father...

Those are no small things to be.

Be patient.

If going back to our time isn't a possibility,

Roger will find his purpose...

[peaceful music]

And so will you.



[foreboding music]



[exhales sharply]



[grunts, panting]

[winces, groans]



[r*fle clicks]

[breathing heavily]



[barking]

MRS. BUG: They're back.

[indistinct chatter]

- MARSALI: How did you do?
- FERGUS: No luck.

Nothing at all?

We followed a small herd of buffalo, but they moved off more quickly than we thought they might.

Did Uncle Jamie manage to find anything on his way back?

No, they haven't returned yet.

We thought they were with you.

How far did you go?

To the other side of the Ridge, near the boundary of your land.

We got separated in the hunt.

We said we'd meet here come dusk.

Maybe milord decided to make camp.

[brush scraping]

[dramatic music]

[grunts]

[leaves rustling]



[groaning softly]



Fair is fair.



No sign of the men, then?

No.

But perhaps they'll see the smoke from our fire.

[Jamie breathing heavily]

- [coughs, wheezes]
- How are ye?

Well.

[sighs] Well enough.

Are ye sure?

I have pins and needles in my fingers, and my lips are numb.

[grunting]

Is it usual, d'ye ken?

Have you been drinking too much whiskey?

[laughs]

No, I thought I might need that more later.

[breathing heavily]

And what would they do in yer time for a snakebite?

They'd inject you with something called antivenom.

A venom to battle the venom.
[chuckles weakly]

In a way, aye.

- Here.
- [Jamie grunts]

[grunts]

Get some rest. We'll leave at first light.

[groaning softly]

[ominous music]



- R-Roger?
- I'm here.

D'ye ken the last rites?

[breathing shakily]

No.

Ye won't be needing them anyway.

Ye're not going to die.

We both read that obituary.

Aye, I'm to burn in a fire, but...

I feel I'm... I'm burning up as we speak, Roger Mac.

I know a prayer for the sick.

And before you ask, no, it's not in Latin.

[both chuckle]

Try to get some more rest.

Roger...

Ye must k*ll Stephen Bonnet.

[dramatic music]

If I canna, you must do it.



He's alive.

I know.

Brianna overheard you and Lord John talking at the wedding.

[breathing heavily]



There's a man...

Philip Wylie, indebted to me yet.

He's arranged for Bonnet to smuggle my whiskey if-if Bonnet agrees to a meeting.

Lord John kens the particulars.

I don't know if I could take another man's life...



Even one who's done what Bonnet has done.

Ye must.

[grunting, breathes heavily]

If I canna do it, ye must.

Claire told me yer father,

Jeremiah, fought in the second Great w*r.

Ye would have, too, if ye'd been of age.

Aye, I suppose, but that's different.

[solemn music]

When a man is standing there before you, flesh and blood, with fear in his eyes...

Bonnet stood before me once.

I saved him from his rightful fate at the gallows.

He m*rder*d my friend... att*cked my wife...



And Bree, he...



If I hadna done that...

But ye did, and it's done. Ye can't change it.

Perhaps this is my penance.

Unfortunately for you... the son must pay for the sins of the father... for my mistakes.



You must do this.



It's a hell of a time to get philosophical.

No time like the present.



And ye're a university professor...

[grunting]

Or so everyone keeps telling me.

[grunts]

[groans, vomits]

[coughs]

[spits, groans]



[breathing heavily]

If-if I'm to die tonight, Roger Mac... promise me ye'll look after Claire and the Ridge.

Nonsense.

We don't have to worry about any of this because ye're going to live.



It's a dangerous path to go down... vengeance.

Jocasta bequeathed River Run to yer son.

Bonnet has waged a w*r on us.

We're defending our family, our beliefs, those that come after us... wee Jemmy.

I have reason to believe Bonnet will try to claim yer son as his own.

He'll have witnesses from the tavern

Bree was willing to lay with him... for a silver ring.

[breathing heavily]

"But whosoever shall offend those little ones who believe in me, better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea."

Matthew... Chapter , verse .

Verse .

[scoffs]

[mutters]



Bonnet's crimes are unforgivable.

Better we rid this earth of him, that he may never harm another being.

There's a fine line between a monster and a hero.



[grunts softly]

[panting]

Ye're here because of yer love for Bree.

She wouldna be alive if Claire and I hadna changed things.

Even though I blamed you for hesitating to come back...

I'm glad ye're here.

I have to have faith the Lord has a plan.

If you want me to face Bonnet, you're gonna have to teach me to fight.

Roger Mac...

[grunts]

I will... if I live.



[horse grunts]

[dramatic music]



[grunts]

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.



[grunts, panting]

What is this, the bed of Procrustes?

[sighs, breathing heavily]

Well, it could be worse... could be Charon's boat.

Ah, if I go to hell, I'm... glad ye're coming with me.

[laughs]

Well, thankfully, you have not lost yer sense of humor.

God, I'm not even sure what direction I'm going.

[breathing heavily]

Stop.

What's wrong?

Nothing that isna already wrong.

Look up, Roger Mac.

ROGER: The wind's blowing from the west.

Follow it home.

[breathing heavily, groans]

[grunts]

If I die, Claire must leave.

Send her, make her go.



Ye should all go, if the bairn can pass through the stones.

It's not safe you here without me.

[breathing heavily]

Tell Bree I'm glad of her.

Give my... sword to the bairn.

[melancholy music]

And tell Claire I... I meant...

I meant it.



Almighty God, out of the depths, I cry to You.

Lord, hear my voice, don't let this man die.



Lord have mercy.



[sighs]



[grunts]



[unsettling music]

Roger!

Uncle Jamie!



Roger! Uncle Jamie!

Roger?



[breathing heavily]

[groans]



YOUNG IAN: [distantly] Uncle Jamie!



- Roger!
- [hoarsely] Hello.

[coughs, clears throat]

[grunts softly]



[weakly] Over here!

Over here!



- Uncle Jamie!
- [distant pounding]

MAN: Roger!

[Rollo barks]

[distant pounding]

[Rollo barks, distant pounding]

Hiya. Come on.



[grunting]



[Roger panting]

[grunts, panting]

- [grunts]
- [Rollo barking]

Rollo?

[sniffing]

[Rollo barks]

Roger!



ROGER: He was bitten by a snake.



Let's get him on the horse.



[Jamie pants, grunts]

I've never seen anything like it before.

[grunts]

Dinna tell me ye don't have snakes in yer time.

Yes, but... you wouldn't usually call a surgeon about a snakebite.

The closest thing I've come to is... when a man got bitten by a king cobra, my friend invited me to watch the autopsy.

Autopsy?

What ye did to Leith Farrish?

[sighs]

[sighs]

You like you've been roasted over a spit.

You should work on your bedside manner, Sassenach.

- [grunts]
- Bree... you stay with your father.

Marsali.

What will we do?
D'ye have something ye can give him?

I'm going to need you to get everyone to look for some maggots... to eat the dead flesh.

It should help stave off infection.

Tell me...

Is it bad?

Yes.

Can ye cut it out?

No, the venom's in his blood, and his body will have to fight it.

I'll make an onion poultice.

That should help clean the wound.

I'll give him some of the penicillin broth.

Though...

I'm not sure how potent it'll be if I give it to him orally.

Damn yer needle be broken.

Roger said Jamie was vomiting.

That seems to have stopped.

And Fergus said that he was making snide remarks about the sled Roger made.

Those are good signs.

Yes.

But if his leg turns gangrenous, then...

Then...

I'll have the whole Ridge out looking for maggots.

[dramatic music]



[shovel scraping]



[shovel scraping]



[Jamie moans softly]

JAMIE: Did, uh, any of the men take a buffalo?

[chuckles] I do ken I sh*t one.

No.

They came back empty-handed.

- JAMIE: Huh.
- Josiah won't stop berating himself for letting them get away.

[Jamie chuckles, grunts]

Penicillin broth.

Lucky for you, this doesn't have to get injected into your bum.

Aye, good. [chuckles weakly]

I've had enough of yer needles for one lifetime.

- [chuckles]
- [Jamie coughs weakly]

[Jamie coughs]

Is there anything else I can do to help?

[whispering] Marsali has everyone out looking for maggots.

I'm sure she could do with some help.

[grim music]

[breathing heavily]



You feeling any better?

[breathing heavily] Huh...

I thought I was, but now I'm not so sure.

Why?

It's only...

When you scold me like a magpie, I k-ken I'm gonna be all right.

[chuckles]

And when ye're tender as milk...

[exhales deeply]

Ye havena called me any wicked names or uttered any words of reproach since I came home, Sassenach.

[chuckles]

Does this mean ye think I'm dying?

Fine.

You fool...

- [coughs]
- Stepping on a snake.

[breathing heavily]

Why didn't you look where you were going?

Ah, not while ch-chasing a thousand-weight of meat downhill.

You scared the hell out of me.

Ye think I wasna frightened, too?

- [breathing heavily]
- You are not allowed.

Only one of us gets to be frightened at any time.

Right now it's my turn.

[solemn music]



[sighs]



[breathing heavily]



[insects chirping]



- [Jamie grunts]
- [objects clattering]

- [Jamie grunts]
- What on earth are doing up?

[panting]



I ken what ye're thinking, and I willna have it.

I'm not gonna die, and I dinna wish to live my life with half a leg.

I've a horror of it. [winces]

I'm not too keen on the idea either, but...



If it's a choice between your leg and your life...

It's not.



Jamie, it may be.

- It won't.
- Fine.

Just give me the bloody thing, and I'll put it away.

Yer word.

- My what?
- Yer word.

I may be fevered and lose my wits.

Not if ye to take my leg and not be in a state to stop it.

If you're in that state... then I won't have a choice.

Perhaps you won't, but I-I do.

And I've made it.

[somber music]



Nothing.

I'm looking for dead rabbits.

Hey... you did everything you could.

Here.

I was hoping that if I got him home to Claire in time...

He'll be fine.

He's too stubborn not to be.

Is there something else?

If the worst should happen, he wants me to go to a place called Wylie's Landing.

For what?

A plan has been put into motion to find and k*ll Stephen Bonnet.



Yer Da thinks Bonnet could have the right to take Jemmy away from us.



He att*cked me.

Well, people of this time see the child as proof that...

That you were a willing participant, because God wouldna allow a child to be conceived through...



r*pe.

You're Jemmy's father.

We were married already.
Doesn't the law protect you?

We were alone when we handfasted.

There were a hundred witnesses at our wedding after Jemmy was born.

Possession is / of the law.

I don't think the law means much to a man like Bonnet.



[axe scraping]

Say something.

Let's just find these damn maggots.

There's nothing dead here.



[grunts softly]



Found some!

Ooh, here we go.

- [Jemmy cries]
- Oh, dinna fuss, baby.

Hey, we'll go in in a second, once I've got these in.

[sighs]

- Here we...
- [buffalo snorts]

[ominous music]



[crying]

[Lizzie screams]



- [buffalo grunting]
- [whimpers]

Hey! Here, here!

Come over here!

- Here, here.
- [Jemmy whimpers]

Here.

Come on, this way. Come here, here.

Here. Come on.

Yeah, come on. Here!

Come on, follow me.

- [Jemmy crying]
- [buffalo grunts]

Here. Over here, come on.

- Come on, come on!
- [buffalo grunts]

This way, come on.

Come on, come on.

Come on.



Bree!

- [buffalo roars]
- [yelps]

[buffalo moans]

[coughs, panting]

- [grunts]
- [Jemmy crying]

- Oh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Ow.

[continues crying]

- [clatter]
- [Jamie grunting]

Aah! [panting]

[dramatic music]



CLAIRE: What in God's name were you thinking?

[moaning softly]

[footsteps approaching]

[sighs] Josiah found these in a dead...

Never mind. Uh, we have some.

That's all that matters.

Great. Thank you.

[door opens]

[door closes]

How is it, man?

I'll do.

ROGER: Oh, these suckers won't hurt.

They'll tickle something fierce, mate.

[chuckles weakly]

He's a great comfort... that Roger Mac.

[peaceful music]



[Jamie chuckles weakly]



[indistinct chatter]



Be honest.






His body's defeating the venom.

But the infection in his leg...

It's bad.

It's too deep for the maggots to make any difference.

If only I had a way of getting penicillin into his bloodstream, but...



[sighs]



Roger Mac.

Aye. Do you need something?

[melancholy music]

I wish to sleep in my own bed.



Um...



Ferrying you about is becoming an everyday occurrence.



[exhales sharply]



[grunting]

God, the thought of amputating... just makes me sick.

[breathes shakily]

Can't we just wait a little bit longer and see if the maggots take effect?



But if there isn't any improvement, then I don't have a choice.



Except that he made me promise that I wouldn't do it.

At least he'll be alive to be mad at you.



Except every time that he would look down, it'll be a constant reminder that...

That I was the one who did it to him... that I didn't keep my word.



[Roger grunting]

Come help me!

[all grunting]

Come.

[all grunting]

Where are you moving him?

To his bedroom.

Why?

[panting] I want to be in my own bed.

But surely you should listen to Auntie Claire.

Stay there so she can heal your leg properly.

[Jamie and Roger panting]

[grunts]

She thinks the only way to do that...

is by taking it off.

[exhales deeply]

Come on.

And what good would I be with only one leg?

[grunts]

Well, did ye ever say that to my father or to Fergus?

Fergus was but a-a wee lad when he lost his hand.

[all grunt, panting]

And what difference does that make?

[panting]

He and yer father are far more courageous than me.

Or not as proud or as stubborn.

They're still the same. It's still them.

It is a matter of honor.

They lost hand and leg in battle.

There's nothing honorable about being bitten by a snake.

Maybe I should go.

No, stay.

I want someone else to hear this.

You know, there were times I felt guilty when I was younger for wishing you were my father.

I admired you so much,

I ran away to Edinburgh to be with ye.

[emotional music]

But ye're right.

Now I do see how courageous my father was and is.



I never thought I'd see the day I'd be ashamed of you, Uncle.



[breathing sharply]



What on earth is going on?

I, um...

I'm just gonna go and see about a thing.

[grunting softly]

I had to move, Sassenach, because...

[breathes sharply]

I willna have you sleeping in the surgery or on the floor.

Ye'll sleep with me.

[somber music]



What is it?

It's nothing.

Oh, you're a terrible liar.

We were just talking about you is all, Roger and I, saying it would be a shame if you had left Marsali and walked all the way here to see Uncle Jamie, because he's tired.

But I did walk all the way out here to see him, and I did leave Marsali.

So I'll go and see him quickly.

I think he's resting.
Maybe wait until later.

What is it? Where is he?

Auntie Claire thinks she might have to amputate if...

If it gets worse.

Why don't you want me to see him?

You don't think I can take it?

No, I ken you can, but...

I'm not so sure about him.

He's stubborn.

He doesna want to lose his leg.

He's acting like it's the worst possible thing that can happen to a man, and... well, I didna want you to be upset.

In one stroke, he's going to be a man of leisure.

What?

It's what I told him when it happened to me... that I would depend upon him, and he would be there for me.

It was our agreement, if I lost an ear or a hand in his service.

[inhales deeply]

I was teasing him.

"Man of leisure", eh?

Well, I can't wait to hear what Marsali has to say about that.

Oh, I'm sure she'll have plenty to say.

She's seen what it's like to live with me.

You know...

[exhales deeply]

Marsali and I try not to think about what we lack but about what we have.

You and I have a father and an uncle.

We should be there for him when he needs us.

That's all we can do.

[dramatic music]



[gasps]



[softly] Sassenach.



What?

Sleep beside me.

[breathing sharply]

Okay.

[breathing sharply]



How do you feel?

Like a pile of moldy tripe...

[breathing shakily]

- With maggots.
- [chuckles]

[breathes sharply]

You'd laugh on your deathbed, wouldn't you?



[breathing sharply]

Does it hurt much?

No.

Just feel tired.



It's no wonder you do.



[breathing sharply]

Dinna leave me.



I could never leave you.



I'm cold...

Sassenach.



Touch me.

Touch me before I sleep.



Jamie.

Jamie.



Jamie.

No, no, no, no. You stay with me.



[breathing heavily]



No. No.

Here, I'm here.

[smooches, sniffles]

No, don't leave me.



You're not leaving me.



Oh, stay with me.



I'm right here.



[wheezes]

[gasps]

[moans softly]

- That's it, yeah.
- [moans]

- Okay.
- [moaning softly]



Ye gave me yer word.

Now I'm giving it back.

[gentle music]

When the time comes... ye may take my leg.



ROGER: I don't know why I even took it.

Just felt compelled, for some reason.

I thought maybe if Claire knew the species, it might help.

It's stupid, really.

Wait.

Don't.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Smell it.

[speaks French]

[Fergus speaking French]

Okay? Better?

This one, you can pick it up.

Yeah, pick one. Touch it, just...

This one, pick it up. Pick it up.

- Fergus.
- Pick it up.

- Fergus.
- What is it?

[moaning]

- [moans]
- [Fergus mutters]

Uh, I'll go fetch milady, all right?

There's no time.

Oh, this one's not waiting.

Oh! Ye're not going anywhere!

[Marsali groaning]

I'm here.

[grunts, exhales deeply]

[grunts]

[tense music]

- [sighs]
- Here.



Where the hell is everyone?

I need more than one pair of hands for this.



When it's done, take the leg and bury it...

And never tell me where it is.

I'm sorry, Uncle.

I didna mean what I said to you before.

Aye, ye did. You meant it.

You were right to say it. [sighs]

It's all right.



[exhales sharply]

[mutters]

[breathing heavily]

We're ready...

[sighs] I suppose.



If you're inclined to pray... then now would be a good time.

[dramatic music]



You'll need this.



[exhaling sharply]



[door opens]

BRIANNA: Wait.

Did you know that pit vipers have beautiful engineering?

Their fangs are connected to a venom sac in their cheek.

So when they bite down, the cheek muscles squeeze the venom out of the sac, down through the fang and into their prey.

- What?
- Mama, their fangs are hollow.



Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ. You made a syringe.

Is that the same snake?

Fair's fair.



Brace yourself.



[grunting]



Beautiful engineering indeed.



[exhales deeply]



[baby cries]

CLAIRE: I'm so sorry I missed your arrival.

But I'm very happy that you're healthy and safe.

We're going to call her Félicité.

Oh.

It's beautiful.



[grunts softly]

I wanted to wait to be sure ye were fine before I, um...

Well, I'd like to point out that you are, in fact, alive.

Hmm.

I didna think ye'd be one to gloat...

Professor.

[chuckles]

I wasn't gonna pass up this opportunity.

I may never get another one.

Hmm.

I want you to know...

You are no longer under any obligation to... fulfill my dying wish.

I know.



But I still want to go with you to Wylie's Landing.



I want to be there when you... meet Stephen Bonnet.



[cat purrs]

[footsteps approaching]



You tried to die on me, didn't you?

That's why you had Roger and Ian bring you in here.

Yeah, it wouldn't have taken much effort.

And not dying was harder.

Jamie.

Aye.

I may have resigned myself to die, but that was... that was before I made my choice.

When I realized my heart was slowing, the pain was growing further away...

The fever faded from both body and mind, leaving the mind clear.

I saw it...

Saw what?

[grunting]

I-it wasn't a-a door exactly, more of a passageway of some kind.

And I could go through it if I wanted, and I did want to.

I knew what lay behind me, too.

I realized at that moment, I had a choice...

Go forward or turn back.

And that's when you asked me to touch you?



I knew ye were the one thing that could bring me back.



So why did you choose to stay?

- 'Cause ye need me.
- [chuckles]



But not because you love me?

Whether I'm dead... or you...

[chuckles]

Whether we're together or apart...



I will always love you.

There's a w*r coming.

God has made me what I am.
He's given me a duty.



And I must do it...

no matter the cost.



Well, whatever the reason...

James Fraser, you made the wise choice.

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