06x04 - Hour of the Wolf

[bunniefuu]

[CLAIRE] Previously...

[JAMIE] What do ye think?
Make yerself at home, lad.

No, I dinna ken what I am
or what I believe,

but I'll always have a home
with Uncle Jamie.

[CLAIRE] I've re-created anesthetic.

It's called Ether.
You don't feel a thing.

He doesn't take
the slightest bit of interest

in the subject of healing,
whereas I'm eager to learn.

I dinna ken
which side the Cherokee will fight.

If Chief Bird acquires weapons,
they may be soon pointed at us.

[YOUNG IAN] It would be a shame

if our Indian
neighbors became our enemies.

[JAMIE] Fergus!

Marsali and the children need ye.

This is for them.

Did you convey my
request for g*ns to your king?

I've decided against it.

[YOUNG IAN] Brianna
told me of the injustices

the Indians will face.

And if ye wilna help them, then I will.

[JAMIE] He had a child,
with his Mohawk wife.

He fights for them
because they are his family.

[POIGNANT MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

My son, by the ceremony
that was performed this day,

every drop of white blood

has been washed from your veins.

You are adopted...

into our great family.

You're flesh of our flesh,

bone of our bone.

You have nothing to fear from us.

We will love you...

and defend you as
we love and defend one another.

[DOG GRUMBLES]

Henceforth, you will be called

Okwaho'rohtsi'ah,

Wolf's Brother.

[ALL WHOOPING WILDLY]

[UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

[MAN] ♪ Sing me a song ♪

♪ Of a lad that is gone ♪

♪ Say, could that lad ♪

♪ Be I? ♪

♪ Merry of soul ♪

♪ He sailed on a day ♪

♪ Over the sea ♪

♪ To Skye ♪

[WOMAN] ♪ Billow and breeze ♪

♪ Islands and seas ♪

♪ Mountains of rain and sun ♪

- [MAN] ♪ All that was good ♪
- [WOMAN] ♪ All that was good ♪

[MAN] ♪ All that was fair ♪

[BOTH] ♪ 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 ♪

[MAN SINGING IN GAELIC]

♪ ♪

[PEOPLE BREATHING HEAVILY]

[MOANING]

[BOTH SIGHING CONTENTEDLY, CHUCKLING]

"Greased lightning," huh?

What?

Who?

Me, I suppose.

Or were ye not thunderstruck,
there at the end?

[CHUCKLES]

What, did I teach you that phrase?

Mm, I've heard you use it, aye.

No, that particular figure of speech

relates to extreme speed,

not lubricated brilliance.

Ah.

- I can be fast, too.
- [CHUCKLES]

Eh,
maybe not first thing in the morning.

There are worse ways to wake up, though.

Mm.

[PERSON SNEEZES IN THE DISTANCE]

[CLAIRE SIGHS]

[PERSON SNEEZES IN THE DISTANCE]

Yes, there are.

[SIGHS] Poor Major MacDonald.

Imagine being allergic to cats?

Hmm. Can he be allergic to houseguests?

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Let's stay in bed, Sassenach.

[DISTANT CLATTERING]

[BOTH SIGH]

- Hmm.
- Maybe for a minute.

Mm.

I'm sure Mrs. Bug has
spared no effort on breakfast today.

Mm.

[MAJOR MACDONALD
SNEEZES IN THE DISTANCE]

[SIGHS]

Did the Major say
how long he intends to stay?

He leaves for New Bern tomorrow.

I must take the g*ns to the Cherokee.

Governor Martin will be pleased.

Aye.

MacDonald brought a letter

praising my "enterprise in...

"drawing the Cherokee into the sphere

of British influence once more."

[CLAIRE] Mm, we should go down,

or the Major will have
eaten all the honey cakes.

Mmm, honey cakes.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

[JAMIE] Ye'll leave tomorrow.

Mr. Bug will come with ye.

I'm entrusting you with
selling our trade goods now.

- [FERGUS] Thank you, Milord.
- 'Tis no small task, lad.

Men like the weight
of coin in their purse.

They'll no wish to part with it,
but, um...

ye're a fine salesman.

I'll try my best.

When ye're finished in Cross Creek,

pay a visit to Aunt Jocasta.

She'll be pleased with the company.

Take these broadsheets
to read along yer journey.

I know what you're doing.

What am I doing?

You believe if I can put some distance
between myself and my worries...

I will heal.

With time...

aye, I do.

I remember when
we used to print the news ourselves.

Do you ever think of
our time in Edinburgh?

Now and again.

I miss those times.

I had faith in you then, lad.

I have faith in you still.

You must try to find faith in
yourself once again, mon fils.

Thank you, Milord...

for everything.

You've saved my life more than once.

I've simply balanced the scales.

[UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[g*nshots]

[OBJECTS SHATTERING]

I hit it.

You've been practicing.

I hear the standard in the army's two
rounds a minute, is that right, Major?

Indeed.

[JAMIE] Of course,
there are some who can manage three.

[MAJOR MACDONALD]
Is that so, Mr. Fraser?

Well, it remains to be seen whether the
Cherokee will ever manage that.

Aye. Maybe
they should stick to their bows.

I can't say these g*ns are new,

but they'll k*ll more and more quickly

than any arrow.

That's why
the Cherokee want them so badly.

You can tell
your Chief Bird Who Sings in the Evening

that these have been
field-tested and aim true.

I'll tell him they have
yer personal guarantee.

[YOUNG IAN] Morning.

Sorry?

Chief Twiskwa Sunale Dekanogisgi...

Chief Bird Who Sings in the Morning.

Why they won't take
a Christian name is beyond me.

Aye. A simple name
like Donald son of Donald.

[g*nsh*t, OBJECT SHATTERS]

[MAJOR MACDONALD] In any event,
the governor would like him

to swear an oath, this Bird of yours,

that he'll fly our way

if the king should call upon him,

morning or evening.

The king's counting on you, Mr. Fraser.

[g*nsh*t]

[RAIN FALLING]

[JAMIE] Brianna, what's wrong?

It won't be enough...

to save them.

Tell me, a leannan.

About years from now,

the government will
force the Cherokee off their land.

They'll move them , miles from here.

I ken well what
governments are capable of.

, of them will die.

They'll call it the Trail of Tears.

[g*nshots]

I don't know. I just...

It didn't seem right
to know and not tell you.

[g*nsh*t]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

[JAMIE] Siyo ginali.

♪ ♪

What is it, lad?

It isn't Cherokee.

A three-feathered gustoweh, it's Mohawk.

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

Greetings, Wolf's Brother.

When I was first...

learning their language...

I couldna pronounce her name properly.

So I called her Emily.

It made her laugh.

♪ ♪

[BOTH SPEAKING MOHAWK]

[CHUCKLES, SPEAKING MOHAWK]

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

♪ ♪

What is it?

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

Wolf, my clan.

♪ ♪

Hmm.

♪ ♪

I was becoming one of them.

Even Kaheroton was like my brother.

You're raising Johiehon's child?

We will all raise her,

but she will stay
with Johiehon's sister.

You loved Johiehon very much,
didn't you?

I did.

But she chose another.

And you?

Will you choose another?

We do not choose, Okwaho'rohtsi'ah.

They choose.

[PEACEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

[BIRDS HONKING]

♪ ♪

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

[REPEATING IN MOHAWK]

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

Flower.

♪ ♪

To remind you...

when we were joined together

as one.

♪ ♪

[YOUNG IAN MOANING]

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

[BOTH MOANING]

♪ ♪

[PERSON SPEAKING MOHAWK]

[LAUGHTER]

You, Wolf's Brother,
you tell us a story.

- No, no, no.
- Yes, you tell us a story.

Yes.

This is my story...

Being here with-with all of you.

I couldn't have a better story.

[PEOPLE MURMUR]

W-what of your-your life before?

I want to hear tales
of your-your great journey

across the sea and
the-the woman with green eyes, the-

the-the Bakra.

- [GRUNTS]
- No.

Let my husband have it.

He tells much better
stories when he's drunk.

[LAUGHTER]

So, husband...

tell us about this
woman with green eyes.

Right.

S-she was a... she was a witch...

a-a very wicked woman.

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

I-I'm sorry. I canna say it in Mohawk.

I dinna have the words.

Sing for us, then...

about your home across the sea.

All right.

[CLEARS THROAT] Yeah.

♪ When... ♪

♪ When the sheep ♪

♪ Are in the fauld ♪

♪ And the kine at hame ♪

♪ And all the weary world ♪

♪ To rest are gane ♪

♪ The waes of my heart ♪

♪ Fall in showers frae my e'e ♪

♪ While my gudeman ♪

♪ Lies sound ♪

♪ By me ♪

[SCATTERED LAUGHTER]

[SERENE MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

Ohraka?

[CHUCKLES] Ohkara.

♪ ♪

Ohkara.

Mm.

But getting better.

♪ ♪

Ohnehkwentah.

♪ ♪

I dinna always need words.

♪ ♪

Do you ever miss your home?

You are my home...

both of you.

♪ ♪

[GROANS IN PAIN]

Emily?

My love...

is all well?

[GROANS IN PAIN]

[GROANS IN PAIN]

- [YOUNG IAN] Oh.
- [GROANS IN PAIN]

Blessed Michael, defend us.

[SHOUTING IN MOHAWK]

[GASPING]

[SOBBING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

[CRYING IN PAIN]

♪ ♪

[CRIES IN PAIN]

Wahionhaweh!

I must be with her!

It is for the women to help her now.

Be still.

If you must do something,
go to the woods and pray.

Go.

♪ ♪

[BIRD HOOTING IN THE DISTANCE]

♪ ♪

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women,

and blessed is
the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

♪ ♪

If the Mohawk Creator is up there,

please...

dinna let this be the hour of death.

♪ ♪

Amen.

♪ ♪

She whose hearth I share?

She lives.

And my child?

♪ ♪

I never saw her...

the bairn.

They'd already wrapped her up.

We buried her in furs.

I'm heartsick for ye, lad.

Emily got with child again.

I was good at that part.

♪ ♪

But it wasna meant to be.

[SOBBING]

♪ ♪

[YOUNG IAN] A few months later,
everything changed.

Ian... [SPEAKING MOHAWK]

The Creator tells us
that for a woman to conceive,

the man's spirit must do
battle with hers and overcome it.

If his spirit is not strong enough,

the child cannot take root in the womb.

There must be something I can do...

that we can try.

You have been made
Mohawk by an old custom.

But your spirit is not Mohawk.

What?

No.

I ken ye dinna believe that.

'Tis only an excuse
because ye think I'm no' worthy.

Return to your own people.

Among them, your spirit will be strong.

No.

Wahionhaweh agrees.

No.

She would never.

I must speak with my wife.

You have food for three days.

You are a good hunter.

No.

This is...

I am flesh of her flesh...

bone of her bone.

♪ ♪

[SCOFFS]

Is this what you want?

- It is what must be.
- Let her speak.

♪ ♪

[VOICE BREAKING] Please.

It is what must be.

♪ ♪

Go.

♪ ♪

Leave.

Leave.

♪ ♪

He was my friend, my brother.

He kent how much I loved her.

Was I weak, Uncle Jamie?

Should I have fought harder for her?

Seems you fought as hard as you could...

without taking her by force.

Would you have left...

if it had been Auntie Claire?

It's not the same, lad.

I dinna think I have it in me

to give the r*fles to
Chief Bird tonight.

He'll be expecting a celebration.

Aye.

Dinna fash.

Sleep now.

I'll tell Chief Bird.

We'll do it in the morning.

♪ ♪

[SCOTCHEE] Well, I never.

You must be Mr. James
Fraser in the flesh.

Alexander Cameron.

- The one they call "Scotchee."
- Aye.

There was a time
I was the only Indian Agent

who could fit that appellation.
[CHUCKLES]

I've heard such tales of ye.

Fair dying was I to meet
ye and see if they were true.

Bear k*ller?

I ken the Cherokee have
a deep reverence for bears.

The less said about that, the better.

[SCOTCHEE CHUCKLES]

You're the, uh,
agent to the Overhill Cherokee,

are ye no'?

- What brings ye east?
- Aye.

We've come to marry off
a lass to Chief Bird and to trade.

I see there is
a Mohawk here trading as well.

Aye.

Bird canna stop himself from boasting

about the r*fles you brought.

A hundred, he said.

Twenty, he'll come to find.

He also said you might
have brought some whisky.

Aye.

Some of my last good barrels.

Care for a wee dram, would you?

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

[LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Ooh.

One dram becomes two...

becomes three.

What's after three?

- Twelve in yer case.
- [LAUGHING]

Ahh.

Listen... [GRUNTS]

I've acquired land in Tennessee,

bought from the Overhill Cherokee.

Others are buying as well.

I can fetch ye a good deal.

Call it a favor for a fellow Scot.

It's against the treaty
to take land so far west.

The king made a promise to the Indians

not to settle beyond the treaty line.

But if the Indians choose to sell,

then that's a different matter, eh?

'Tis inevitable, this push west.

I have enough land.

I dinna be involved in illegal dealings,

nor should you.

You're risking your neck.

Eh, my neck's been through worse.

But I was hoping to interest Chief Bird.

The trouble is...

these damned Mohawk came along.

If they hear of it,

they'll cause an
uproar and ruin my deal.

♪ ♪

Ye want to put us to sleep...

with that?

Yes, but only for a few moments.

Is it dangerous?

No. No, not at all.

And Malva?

That's why I need to do the test.

Now, I can't easily operate on someone

and give them Ether at the same time,

but Malva's my apprentice.

She needs to practice.

I'll go first, Lizzie,
in case it goes awry.

That's ever so brave of you, Jo.

Aye, that is brave, Josiah.

Thank ye for yer concern for me.

Uh, but I'll go first.

I'm no' afraid.

Very well.

Shall we get started?

♪ ♪

Two drops on the cloth.

♪ ♪

Should take effect pretty quickly.

[MALVA] Aye, Mistress.

[SNIFFS] Oh, it does smell q*eer,
doesn't it?

Don't breathe it in.

I don't want you falling
over in the middle of an operation.

♪ ♪

Place it gently on her face.

Now, Lizzie,
I want you to breathe deeply.

Count with me. Ready?

- One...
- One...

- Two...
- Two...

[CLAIRE] Three.

♪ ♪

That was fast.

♪ ♪

Now...

you can feel it when the patient

starts to come round.

There's a vibration to the skin.

Place your hand here.

Now, can you feel that?

Aye. I do.

Now, during surgery,

we wouldn't want
the patient to come round so quickly.

♪ ♪

She doesna feel it.

Mistress Fraser says
we could cut someone quite open,

slice into them and
get out what's ailing them,

and they wouldn't feel a thing.

Let's bring the patient round now.

You can remove the mask.

♪ ♪

[GROANS SOFTLY]

When are ye going to begin?

We did it, Lizzie. It's over.
Ye've been fast asleep.

[SCOFFS] I havena...

Best way to convince her is to show her.

Josiah?

♪ ♪

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]

And he canna wake up
until ye take the mask away?

No.

But you wouldn't want
a patient to be under for too long.

Where does the soul go?

[CLAIRE] It doesn't go anywhere.

It stays with him.

Well, he's not dead. He's just asleep.

It's different for everyone.

Sometimes you dream,

especially right before you wake up.

And, uh, sometimes you see things,

but it's all in your mind.

You've done wonderfully. Thank you.

I've never seen the like.

It's as if we k*lled him and
brought him back to life again.

I see now why my
father says it's devil's work.

He'd say no one but God
has a right to do such things.

Of course he would.

Perhaps you better not tell him, Mal.

Don't you think it, Mistress.

He'd stop me from coming.

I'm ready.

[LAUGHTER]

Oh.

[PLEASANT MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

King George and
Royal Governor Josiah Martin

send ye these r*fles
with their compliments.

They hope ye'll be pleased.

♪ ♪

Whoo!

[ALL WHOOPING]

My pleasure is not all they hope for.

No.

A promise of loyalty as well.

I desire that as much as they do.

Today is a day of celebration.

Let's have no talk of w*r.

I'd like you to greet my new wife.

♪ ♪

She asks for no promise
of loyalty to anyone but her.

[PEOPLE SPEAKING CHEROKEE]

♪ ♪

Where is your faithful brother wolf?

Dinna fear. He's no' abandoned me.

I've left Rollo at home with my kin.

There is some
who did not want you to leave.

Did they have a...

A son.

He brings them much joy.

He was walking when we left home.

[PEOPLE SPEAKING CHEROKEE]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

Ye've turned my wife against me.

Ye stole her hand.

Let's hear that story around the fire,
shall we?

How you saw one man's
happiness and wanted it for yourself.

♪ ♪

[SCOTCHEE] What's all this, then?

Ian! That's enough!

[SCOTCHEE] Don't
need trouble out of you!

Yer trading's done. Pack and go!

Oh, Bear k*ller,

ye ken why these lads
were a-scouting up there?

It's a taunt to their enemies!

Makes it harder to scalp them!

Let him go.

Ye're drunk.

[CHUCKLES]

♪ ♪

[JAMIE] Kaheroton, no!

Put that down.

An apology first. You insulted me.

Ye want to fight...

we'll do it my way.

Find yerself a p*stol.

Meet me back here.

- Ye dinna mean that.
- I accept.

♪ ♪

Ye're better than this.

Surely ye're a friend to the Indians.

A challenge has been
laid down and accepted.

♪ ♪

God granted him a son

but took my wee girl.

She...

she was no' baptized

or given a name...

Mohawk or Christian.

But to me...

she was Iseabaìl.

Is it my fault she's gone?

♪ ♪

Is God punishing me?

Bringing him here to remind me?

No, lad.

Dinna think it.

God doesna punish.

We need to trust He has a plan.

He's gracious...

merciful.

If that's true...

then where is she?

I canna bear the thought.

Poor Iseabaìl...

wandering...

lost.

♪ ♪

My daughter Faith...

she was also lost.

And I never held her either.

♪ ♪

I dinna have an answer.

Only..

At the end of life comes death.

And after death...

we come home to the Lord.

How long the first shall last...

we canna say.

♪ ♪

Come.

We shall ask my
daughter to look for yours in Heaven.

I ken she'll find her there.

♪ ♪

[SIGHS DEEPLY]

♪ ♪

[YOUNG IAN] 'Tis my uncle's w*apon.

Finest there is.

Take it.

You would do this for me?

You deserve a fighting chance.

♪ ♪

If I die...

go to her...

and to my son...

and give her this.

♪ ♪

Swear you'll go to her.

Care for her, for them.

♪ ♪

[CHIEF BIRD] Bear k*ller.

I will fight with you, Bear k*ller.

Tell your king.

Twiskwa...

there's something I wish to tell ye.

The women in my family...

are those who see in
dreams what is to come.

Both my wife and my
daughter have seen something

concerning yer people,

though it grieves me to tell ye.

Some years from now, yer
people will be taken from their land...

from the bones of their ancestors

and be removed to a-a new place

far from here.

Many will die on this journey,

so much that the path
they tread will be called, um...

the trail where they wept.

Who will do this?

A man named Winfield Scott,
my daughter says, a general.

It is good you have
given us the weapons, then.

No.

Twenty muskets against , ?

It will no' save ye.

What is the benefit of your warning,
then?

I canna warn many.

Well, if I did,
they would call me a madman.

But I can warn you.

You should not go to
this new place or fight,

but when the time comes,
your people must hide.

Any by hiding, they will, uh,
escape what is to come?

I hope so.

If you pass this
warning to your descendants,

then perhaps they will escape and live.

I will tell my sons

and my sons' sons,

but we will remember.

♪ ♪

Whoever you fight with...

be it King George's men...

or our enemies...

fight for yerselves.

♪ ♪

This wife you have...

did you pay a great deal for her?

She cost me almost everything I had.

She was worth it.

♪ ♪

Gentlemen, can ye no' reconcile?

I urge ye both to reconsider.

Over my dead body.

- [g*n COCKS]
- I will not reconsider.

[JAMIE] Step out the distance, stop,

wait for my command to fire.

♪ ♪

One, two,

three, four, five.

♪ ♪

Ready...

[g*nsh*t]

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

He turned early.

[MURMURING CONTINUES]

Kaheroton, ye may return fire at will.

No, no, no, don't-don't sh**t!

I'll leave!
I-I'm a friend to the Indians!

Am I not, Bear k*ller?

Tell him!

N-never let it be said
that Scotchee Cameron met his end

over some whisky
a-a-and a comment made in jest!

[BREATHING RAPIDLY]

He's proven himself a coward.

Let him live with his shame.

♪ ♪

[YOUNG IAN] Kaheroton.

♪ ♪

God chose you to be with her.

[UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

I thought I had to choose who to be...

Wolf's Brother or Ian Murray.

I know now I can be both.

I've been known by many names, lad.

Call yerself whatever ye want.

All that matters is who ye are here.

♪ ♪

[YOUNG IAN GRUNTS]

♪ ♪

[KEZIAH] What was it like?

They put some drops in
a mask and had me breathe it in...

and all went dark.

- [CHUCKLES]
- That quick, Kezzie.

Was it fearsome?

[SCOFFS] No.

Ye're not afraid of much, though...

are ye, Lizzie?

What is it you write in your book?

Mainly recipes for medicines

but also surgical notes.

[PENCIL SCRATCHING]

Would you like to take a look?

Why do you write down
the things that you've done?

The recipes I can see how you
could forget, but...

why do you do these drawings and...

write down how
you took off a toe with frost-rot

- and the like?
- [CHUCKLES]

Because every
person's body is different.

But, well, the most important reason

is so that others can
benefit from what I've learned.

- Like me?
- Yes.

You're doing very well, by the way.

Mm.

- My brother doesn't like it...
- [SIGHS]

but then I'll tell him
I've had a look in your wee book

and there's nothing
by way of spells in it.

Spells?

Is that what he thinks?

He warned me not to touch it...

for fear of ensorcellment.

But I do find it enchanting.

Well, I'm glad.

[HORSE NEIGHS IN THE DISTANCE]

[WAGON RATTLING]

Malva, would
you mind staying to straighten up?

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

You're back a day later than I expected.

- Was there trouble?
- Hmm.

Aye, only a slight delay. Hmm.

There were Mohawk there...

men Ian kent.

Oh...

He told me
everything that happened to him.

But, uh...

dinna think I have
the strength to tell it now.

Maybe tomorrow.

Of course.

He said he'd always be a Mohawk...

and he'll always be Scottish.

He's found a way to be both.

That's a good thing, isn't it?

Aye.

[SIGHS]

But I canna be two things at once,
Claire...

a rebel, a loyalist...

agent for the Crown
and an enemy of the king.

It's pulling me apart.

It's time to change horses.

I will resign as Indian Agent.

I'll write the letter tomorrow.

You know, last time...

you came back from the Cherokee...

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

you could hardly keep your hands off me.

[LIGHT MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

I feel a wee bit more tired this time.

♪ ♪

Well, I hope not too tired.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ ♪

[WIND BLOWS, SEAGULL CRIES]