06x08 - I Am Not Alone

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 thr*at. 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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06x08 - I Am Not Alone

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[CLAIRE] Previously...

[ROGER] Brianna,
what do you truly believe?

Roger, how could I ever know for sure
that Jemmy is his?

[JAMIE] News of our death.

[CLAIRE] We die in a f*re.

[JAMIE] King George and Royal Governor

Josiah Martin send you these r*fles.

I will fight with you, Bear k*ller.

He's asked if I might
preach the sermon on Sunday.

As a lay minister, of course.

- Why doesn't Tom do it?
- Well, Tom's not a preacher.

Neither are you.

What if I want to make
the preaching official?

There's a Presbytery in Edenton.

We'll leave as soon as we can.

[TOM] Your wife stands before us

up to her elbows in blood.

I don't think we're implying anything.

[MURDINA] After that dreadful accusation

and her confessing to all
and sundry in the meeting place,

that it was Mr. Fraser's bairn
she was carrying.

Mr. Fraser, we've come for your wife,

to arrest her for the m*rder
of Malva Christie.

[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 ♪



♪ ♪


♪ ♪

[RICHARD] We've come
to arrest her for m*rder.

The m*rder of Malva Christie.

Ye'll leave my land, sir.


And ye'll do it now.

[RICHARD] Oh, we'll leave.

Hand over your wife, and we'll be gone.

Vanished like the morning dew.

Bride save us.

Mrs. Bug, go get help now.

[JAMIE] By what right do you come here?

I'm only doin' what I must.

I ken what ye're doin'.

[RICHARD] I am the Committee of Safety,
Mr. Fraser.

I have a responsibility
to the people of these parts.

I have a responsibility as well.

Oh, I know it. I'm a married man myself.

I didn't expect you to just give her up,

but you will soon enough.

You'll see.


♪ ♪

Stop there.

Don't sh**t.

Hand me that fowling piece.

All right, I will.

- [JAMIE] Claire!
- [RICHARD] Arrest him!


g*dd*mn. You sh*t me.

I did, and I'll bloody do it again

if you don't get out of here!

♪ ♪



♪ ♪



Claire! Get inside!

Bloody hell! Are you all right?

Here. It's primed and loaded.

Front door. Claire!

Claire, the table!

♪ ♪


[RICHARD] Turn her over, Fraser!



Close the shutters.

We need more g*n.

[RICHARD] You three,
get around the other side!

Give it up. You're outnumbered!






[CLAIRE] I'm all right!


[RICHARD] Take cover!

♪ ♪



Go to the dining room.
Cover the South and East.

- Let them think Josiah's in here wi' us.
- All right.

Go now, Claire.

[RICHARD] Surrender, Fraser!

- [g*n BOOMING]


- [RICHARD] f*re!


Can anybody see them?

Get back, ye bastards!


[RICHARD] Surround the house!


[RICHARD] Back up, back up!


We need cover!

[RICHARD] We've got you
at all four, Mr. Fraser!

[JAMIE] This is what he wanted.

Not to arrest ye,
but to have cause to k*ll ye,

k*ll us all.

It's a good thing
the wee ones got away safe.

Brown found out it was Marsali
k*lled his brother.

So that's what all this has been about?

Malva's death
is but an excuse for revenge.

[RICHARD] Fraser!

Come one step closer, man.
One sh*t is all I need.

Fraser! Can you hear me?


What's the matter with you?

You never heard of a flag o' truce,

you horse-stealing Scotcher?

If I wanted ye d*ad, man,

ye'd be coolin' this minute!

Say yer piece.

[RICHARD] You know what I want.

I want that m*rder witch of yours.


g*dd*mn it!


We ain't gonna hurt her!

We only mean to take her to Salisbury.

There's a court there.

She'll get a fair trial.

That's the law, ain't it?


[JAMIE] Ye have my answer.

Hold your f*re!


♪ ♪


♪ ♪


[BRIANNA] Lexington and Concord,

the Siege of Boston.

Those've all happened.

It'll seem like the end of the world.

Up until recently,

I'd've sold my soul to be up there.

But my soul is being pulled
another way now.

And as a father,

well, that's one benefit
of knowing the rest.

I'm pretty sure there
won't be any battles

in Edenton Seminary.


We'll all be safe.

When do we tell Jemmy?

Do we tell him?

About the w*r?

About how we know about the things
that haven't happened yet.

Time travel.


[ROGER] Maybe we don't.

Christ, how do you tell a kid
something like that?

I dunno.

You'd tell them if they were adopted

or if there's some family scandal,

like their favorite Uncle's not d*ad,
he's in prison.

If you tell them early on,

it doesn't mean that much to them,

I don't think.

If they find out later, it's a shock.

[ROGER] You'd know.

So would you.

At least with you, it wasn't a choice.

It's not like the reverend
could have told you

what you were but didn't.

So you think your parents
should have told you sooner?


And no.

I mean, I can see why they didn't.

Daddy didn't even
believe it to start with.

As for what he did believe, well,

whatever it was, he did ask Mama

to let me think he was my real father.

She gave him her word.

I guess I-I don't think
she should have broken it, no.

Well, it may not mean that much to Jemmy

if we tell him early on,
but it's definitely gonna get

the attention of his friends
when he starts telling them.

We're lucky he doesn't
remember going to the stones.

So we wait until
he's old enough to realize

he can't tell people.

That it's a secret.

There's another risk for us
in telling him.

What's that?

He might decide to leave us one day.

Come on, man.



♪ ♪

[JAMIE] Is there water?

Uh, yes.


Shall I go get some more?

No. This'll do.

It's no' going to be
a long siege, Claire.

It's gettin' late.

What do you mean by that?

What do you think they'll do?

f*re the house as soon
as it gets dark, I suppose.

You think they're going to burn us?

[JAMIE] That's what I would do
in their shoes.

Smoke us out.

Or burn us alive.


It couldn't be, could it?

The obituary said the Sabbath
before the st of January.

It's May, for heaven's sake.

[JAMIE] I was a printer, Claire.

Ye canna trust everything
ye read in the broadsheets.

[EXHALES SHARPLY] That's reassuring.

Then again, to be out
by more than four months...

[CLAIRE] All right.
So they smoke us out.

What do we do? Fight to the death?

I won't go with them, Jamie.
I'd rather die than...

I would never let you go.

So what's our plan?

I'm still thinkin' on it.

Mrs. Bug got out?

I think so.

She'll go for Arch first thing.

If she finds him,
he'll run for Kenny Lindsay.

He's closest. Lizzie will go for Ronnie.

- Lizzie?
- [JAMIE] Aye.

Saw her at the s*ab. She ran East.

Dinna fash, mo nighean donn.

She'll be safe. She's wi' her husband.

Well, one o' them.

That food'll have sh*t and glass in it,
I suppose.


Aye. In the dining room.

I'm starvin'.

It's quiet now, but we'll need
strength for what's to come.

♪ ♪


♪ ♪

[BRIANNA] You should be a woodworker.

[ROGER] Instead of a minister?

In addition. Like Jesus.


Oh, man.

Oh. Hmm.

- That is a good one, isn't it?
- Yeah, mm-hm.

Looks like yours.
The one we drove in Scotland.

I was actually thinking
of that Mustang of yours.

Remember that time we drove up
into the mountains in North Carolina?


You almost drove us off the road.

Because someone
thought it was a good idea

to kiss me at miles per hour.

We almost broke up that weekend.

We did break up that weekend.

Yeah, but then I pursued you.

Through time.

[CHUCKLES] Usual story.

Mm, watch where you're going there, Ace.

I thought ye found speed erotic.

Vroom, vroom.

- Uh-uh, we'll wake Jemmy.
- Mm-mm.

Nary a Ford Mustang could wake him.

Do you think we'll ever
go miles per hour again?

Now what did I do with that car?

[BRIANNA] What do you need it for?

I just thought I might explore
the terrain a wee bit more.

Well, you could explore on foot.

Maybe I could.
It'll take a wee bit more time.


Well, did you have
a longer journey in mind?

Oh, aye. The scenic route.




- Hang on, try...
- Okay.

- I can't.
- Oh?



All right.


♪ ♪






♪ ♪

[CLAIRE] The condemned
ate a hearty meal.

[JAMIE] What?

[CLAIRE] It's an American
tradition from my time.

A prisoner condemned to death
is allowed to request

whatever he wants for his last meal.

[JAMIE] Whatever he wants?

[CLAIRE] Within reason.


I've heard it's often
something they remember

from their childhood.

Something their mother made them.

What would you choose?

Cheeseburger, fries,
and a Coke from Carmi's.

It's a diner,

a restaurant I used to take
Bree to when she was little.

And that was our regular order.


I wouldna choose any other thing...

than this very meal

wi' you...

in our home.

[CLAIRE] I'd always thought
being so close to death

would make one too nervous to eat.

Apparently not.

Where on Earth is Ian?

Surely, he should be here by now

if he'd heard the g*n.

Aye. Hunting, maybe.

Where is everyone else?

If they're no' here by now, Claire,

then they'll no' be comin'.

Why wouldn't they help us?

They wouldn't turn Mrs. Bug
or Lizzie away at their doors.

Not unless they really believe
that I did it,

that I k*lled Malva.

Dinna fash, mo nighean donn.

Come. Mo chridhe. Lie down.

[CLAIRE] There's nothing else to do,
is there?

Nothing else but wait.

[JAMIE] I might say
an Act of Contrition.

We did that always
the night before a battle.

Just in case.

All right, then. Just in case.



You say it in French?


I was fighting
wi' French mercenaries then.

I didna want to stand out.

I can say it in Gaelic
or English if ye prefer.

English, please. Just this once.

[JAMIE] Oh, my God,

I am heartily sorry for offending Thee.

I detest all my sins
for thy just punishments,

but most of all, my God,
because they offend Thee.

My God who art all good

and deserving of all my love.

How many times, would you say,
have I come close to dying?

I don't know.

You were dreadfully ill
at the abbey after Wentworth,

and after Culloden,

you said you had a terrible
fever from your wounds.

You thought you might die.

Only Jenny nursed you through it.

Hmm, forced me through it, more like.


That's when Laoghaire tried to k*ll you.

And you forced me through that.

And likewise when the snake bit me.

Do you count the shipwreck?

You almost died then, not me.

Very well, then. Have it your way.

[JAMIE] Hmm.

Then, of course, there's your...

Back. Aye.

You're a hard man to k*ll, I think.


That brings me a great deal of comfort.

Dare I ask why you're
bringing this up, though?

[JAMIE] I was thinking about France.

A thing that happened to me.

There was an auld fortune teller

reading palms.

She grabbed my hand
and spat into my palm

before I could object.

Bent so close,

I could smell the ancient sweat of her.

"T'es un chat, toi," she said.

- She said you were a cat?
- [JAMIE] Mm-hmm.

I tried to pull away, but she held firm.

Then she said, "Neuf."

She said she saw the number nine
written in my hand...

and also death.

Do you think you have nine lives?

I hope so.

I never thought that hearing a litany

of your near-death experiences
would bring me so much peace.

Or maybe it's just the nearness of you.


♪ ♪


[JAMIE] Claire.

Folk are coming.

[CLAIRE GASPS] Is it Brown?

[JAMIE] No. Fisherfolk.


Halt there! I'm armed.

[HIRAM] Well, the whole world
kens ye're armed, Mr. Fraser.

Hiram Crombie. That's good.

[CLAIRE] Is it?

He hasn't exactly taken our side
in any of this.

[JAMIE] Aye, it is good.

No matter what Hiram thinks of us,

he willna allow Brown
to set the house alight

or hang us outside our very own home.

We require you to come out, Mr. Fraser.

And yer wife,

and anyone else that ye
have in there with ye.

Ye're suggestin' I descend
into the lion's den, are ye?

[HIRAM] I'm suggesting that we
canna have more bloodshed.

Mr. Brown has asked that I talk to ye,

see if we canna negotiate the matter.


♪ ♪

What assurance do I have of our safety?

I've placed myself
between you and these men.

Now, that should be assurance enough.

What do you think?

It appears we're at a stalemate.


♪ ♪

Very well. Know we remain armed.

[PERSON] Mr. Fraser, bring her out now

to face justice!


- Burn the witch!
- [HIRAM] Calm down, everyone!

- Hiram!
- Mr. Fraser.

[JAMIE] I'll tell you
what I told Mr. Brown.

Ye'll take my wife over my d*ad body.

[MRS. MCGREGOR] Thou shall not
suffer a witch to live!

- [PERSON] Witch!
- [PERSON] Witch!

[HIRAM] Stop this! Be still!

My wife is no witch,
nor is she a m*rder.

If she didna do it, who did?

[OBADIAH] If it wasna her,

it was you, the fear-siûrsachd!



Justice for the m*rder lass
and her innocent bairn unborn.

I tried to save her and her child!

[CROWD SHOUTING] Justice, justice!

Justice is mine, sayeth the Lord.

Then let justice have its day,
Mr. Fraser.


Now the committee

want to take her to trial.

Anyone accused is entitled
to that, are they not?

[CROWD] Aye.

And if she be innocent,
how can you refuse?

That seems reasonable to me, Mr. Fraser.

What say you?

I say, if I surrender her
to the hands of this man,

she willna live to stand trial.

He blames me for the
death of his brother.

He would slaughter her out of hand

for sake of revenge upon me.

Look at him.

He has no more to do
with justice than with honor.

You lay with a woman
that was not your wife,

Mr. Fraser.


If that be honor... then I concur.

Take him! Put him to a trial.

It was him who debauched my sister...

And k*lled her.

So I told you, Mr. Brown.

No, it is her.

A man might k*ll a lass
he'd got wi' child,

but no man would do such wickedness

as steal a babe unborn from the womb.

None but a witch would do that!

Take them both, I say!

Aye, you could. Take them both, that is.

Mr. Fraser, you'll go along

to see that nay harm comes to your wife.

And if it should be proven
that she is innocent...

I am innocent, and so is he.


[LIZZIE] Mistress Fraser!

[CLAIRE] Jamie. They're here.



We canna win, Claire.

The men came, but it's not enough.

'Twould be a fight to the death.

We must go together.
I dinna see another way.

If you deliver us
into this devil's hand,

Mr. Crombie, then our blood
be upon your head.

Ye'll answer for our lives
on the Day of Judgment.

[TOM] And I will answer for them now.


♪ ♪

Let them both be taken, if you will.

I will travel with them,

as surety that no further evil
will be done.

Surely justice is
mine if it be anyone's.


♪ ♪


Thank the Lord.

[LIZZIE] No, Mr. Fraser...

Lizzie, bide.

♪ ♪

If it suits your convenience,
Mr. Fraser,

perhaps we will leave in the morning?

There's no reason you and your wife

should not rest in your own bed.

I thank you, sir.


I will set a guard to watch the house.

As will I.

♪ ♪

We have a beautiful home.


This will no' be the last time

we see it by moonlight, Claire.

I promise you wi' my life.


♪ ♪

I'm so scared.


♪ ♪

♪ ♪



♪ ♪



This here is Oakes.

His task is to keep an eagle eye on you.

Leave the wagon,
there'll be hell to pay.

Roll out!


♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Maybe I should tend to their wounds.

I have my travel kit with me.

[JAMIE] Ye dinna owe them anythin'.

[CLAIRE] I know.

It won't exactly help matters for us

if one of them dies of infection.

Allow me, Mistress Fraser.

Eat, Sassenach. It's kindly given.



[OAKES] What news?

None. We keep on.

Salisbury won't do for us.

Sheriff there quit a week ago.

Circuit court's closed down also.

A matter of politics, so says the judge.

The whole town's split on
the question of independency.

But it's nothin' to do
with independency.

This is m*rder, for God's sake!

You think he doesn't know that?

You heard the man. There's no court.

We continue on to Wilmington.

[CURTIS] Wilmington? That's miles!

Why not Cross Creek?

Because his Aunt lives
near Cross Creek, you idiot.

Justice there's a friend of hers.

We'd never get a fair trial there.

[OAKES] Tomorrow we ride for Wilmington.

That's that.

[RICHARD] Don't worry, Mr. Fraser.

Salisbury might not have a court,

but I made sure the whole town
knew your wife was guilty.

Word's spreadin' like wildfire now.


♪ ♪


♪ ♪


They've taken them!

[YOUNG IAN] Lizzie?


♪ ♪

What happened?


Brown's losing control of his men.

They expected to hang us, loot our home.

Not this.

They're as tired as we are.

None as tired as Tom.

What do you suppose
his purpose is in all of this?

Is he really protecting us
only to see me hanged?

♪ ♪

[OAKES] Here they are, friends!

Here's the depraved m*rder
you've heard tell of,

caught by your Committee of Safety.

- [PERSON] m*rder!
- [PERSON] Hang 'em!

There she is. Witch.

Oh, rest assured,

the end of this journey's
the end of a rope.

[PERSON] m*rder!

m*rder and sinners
are our stock in trade,

good people.

He plays the snake oil
salesman well enough.

- m*rder!
- Ah!


Stop this, all of you!




This isn't justice!


Stop it, now!

Mr. Brown, get ahold of your men!

Cease, all of you!


[RICHARD] Stand down!

Christ. Are you hurt?


[RICHARD] Calm yourselves!

Ride out!



Are we there yet?

Jemmy's the one
who's supposed to say that.

It is amazing.

A day's drive in our time is weeks here.

Well, have a look in the, um...

Under the kettle in the back.

Fergus sent it to me.

- "The New Bern Union."
- Look again.

"The New Bern Onion."
Wait, wait, is this...

Fergus' maiden effort.

What? That's great.

Wait, but why Onion?

Well, he explains it in his
Remarks by the Proprietor.

It's to do with onions
having layers, complexity,


"A pungency and savor

of the reasoned discourse
always to be exercised herein."

Very French of him.

Mm. And there's a Poet's Corner.

Fergus couldn't have done it.
He has no ear for rhyme at all.

Was it Marsali, do you think?

"On the Act Against
Retailing Spirituous Liquors."

- [JEMMY] I wanna talk to baby.
- Could be.

Hi, baby. I love you a lot.

Is your head itchy, honey?

Here. Let me have a look.

He has lice. How'd he get lice?

Oh, it was going 'round
the fisherfolk's village

about a week ago.

And Jem plays with Aidan and Rabbie.

Looks like you got 'em, too, mister.


We're gonna have to cut your hair.

Like Grandma?

Even more than Grandma.

Well, lucky for you,
kiddo, I brought my kit.

[PERSON] Push, push!

- All right, there you go.


♪ ♪


[ROGER] Barber, barber, shave a pig.

How many hairs to make a wig?



And he had such beautiful hair.

It'll grow back.

All right. Done.

Cleanup on aisle five.

- What's that?
- Hmm?

It's... it's just a mole, right?

Aye, it's nothin'. It's only a nevus.

They're not dangerous.

But where'd it come from?
He wasn't born with it.

They don't develop until you're
two or three years old,

or older.

A Doctor told me once.

I've had one just like it,
ever since I was a kid.

Just here.

They're hereditary.

♪ ♪


They're hereditary.



I do believe I've picked up
a few lice myself.

Like father, like son, aye?

You'll give me a hand, will you?

♪ ♪


♪ ♪

[JAMIE] When ye go to hit
someone, Sassenach...

- [JAMIE] Mm.

Ye want to do it in the soft parts.

Too many bones in faces.

Then there's the
teeth to be thinking of.


Well, thanks for your advice.

How many times have you broken
your hand hitting someone?

Your hand isn't broken, a nighean.

How would you know? I'm the Doctor here.

If it were, ye'd be white and puking,

not red-faced and crabbit.

Oh, crabbit my arse.


Fine, I'm crabby.

We were just bloody stoned.

Aye, the sight of ye, Sassenach,

pounding on that
wee lad in a fit of fury.

The look o' blood in yer eye.

I'll treasure it.

I'm glad I amuse you.

♪ ♪

What is this place anyway?

'Tis a meat camp.

Hunters from the lowlands
dress their game hereabouts

before returning back to their homes.

I daresay Brown regrets

spreading gossip and hatred about us.

He may want to see us stoned to death,

but I dinna think he intended

on being caught in the middle of it.

Here. Let me have a look.

How much farther to Wilmington?

Ten days, mebbe less.


Ye got somewhere to be?

Sleep now, mo nighean donn.




Have a piss then.



I don't suppose
you'll run without your wife.

I'll give you a moment.

♪ ♪



Guardian angel, more like.


We'll need a host of them, lad.

I'm not alone.
Say the word, we'll come out.

No, not yet. But stay close.

The Ridge? All is well?

Idle talk. Rumors.

Aye, there would be.

[YOUNG IAN] I heard about the stoning.

Aye, Brown's been
spreadin' the story as we go.

Ye wouldna countenance
some of the things I've heard,

followin' in yer tracks.


[YOUNG IAN] There's cover
in the nearby hills.

Could be safe, hidden by dawn.

[JAMIE] It wouldna do.

Wi' folks roused against us,
they do Brown's work for him.

To run would be an admission of guilt.

Fugitives wi' a price on our heads.

I'll bide and watch.

God go wi' ye, lad.

And with you, Uncle.



♪ ♪


What's going on?

[JAMIE] Brown went away
in the early hours.

Came back wi' a friend.

Well, who is he?

I dinna ken.


♪ ♪

[JACK] Ezra! Halt, halt!

d*ad as a doornail.

He's a friend. I know his family.

I should take him home, see him buried.

Let the d*ad bury the d*ad.

Tie him across his horse.

♪ ♪

We ride on!

♪ ♪


♪ ♪

Get out. Get yourselves a drink.

You stay there. We won't be long.

Hurry up.


Jamie! No!

Let go of me! Jamie!


No! Jamie!



- [CLAIRE] Let go of me!
- [RICHARD] Halt!

What are you doing?
Where are you taking Jamie?

That's none of your concern.

You bastard! You petty bastard!

I know you think I'm doing this

'cause of what happened
to my brother, but I'm not.

My brother was a lout.

What he and them other men did to ye

was cruel and unforgiveable.

But you committed m*rder,
Mistress Fraser.

An innocent young girl
and her unborn child.

I need no other cause.

But then again,

he was my brother.

Tom! Tom!

You have to go back!
They're going to k*ll him!

What's the meaning of this?

You swore not to hurt
them on my account.

[RICHARD] Oh, I'm not hurtin' no one.

Mister Fraser's merely being, uh...


merely being sent home.

A word with you, sir.

♪ ♪


♪ ♪

They will not k*ll nor harm him.

Mr. Brown's word of honor, he says.

And you believe him?

No, you have to go back.

I've sworn to protect you,
Mistress Fraser.

I know your husband.

He can look after himself.

Mr. Christie...

[TOM] To go back would mean
letting you out of my sight.

And that I cannot do.


[RICHARD] Ride on!


♪ ♪

[CLAIRE] He was right, of course.

Without Tom, I was as good as d*ad.

As it was, the journey to Wilmington

passed in a blur of fear and discomfort.

My one small hope was this.

If news of my arrest
had reached Wilmington

ahead of me, then maybe it would reach

Roger and Brianna in Edenton as well.

While I wondered what
was to happen to me,

my constant thought was for Jamie.

Tom Christie was plainly

my only hope of learning anything,

but he avoided my eyes
and kept his distance,

and I found that as alarming
as anything else.

He was clearly troubled.

I was terribly afraid
that he knew or suspected

that Jamie was d*ad
but would not admit it,

either to me or to himself.

♪ ♪


Your accommodations, Mistress Fraser.


♪ ♪

[SHERIFF TOLLIVER] You missed supper.

But there's always tomorrow.

Sheriff. A word with you.

[TOM] Here. For your maintenance.


Believe me, your husband is alive.

I would not have his death
on my conscious, nor yours.

- But where...
- Trust in God.

He will deliver the righteous
out of danger.

You think I'm righteous?

I will not leave town, Mistress Fraser.

You may trust that too.

I'll see you at the gallows,
Mistress Fraser.

♪ ♪


Where's my wife?

What have you done with her?

[OAKES] I ain't done nothin',
Mr. Fraser.

Though what Mr. Brown
may have done, well,

it's not my place to say.

♪ ♪

All the trouble that
bitch put us through,

and k*lling my friend Ezra...

I hope she dies.


You're goin' aboard that ship.

And then that ship's
taking you home to Scotland,

where you belong.

We depart for Edinburgh within the hour.

[OAKES] You'll never see
your witch of a wife again.

[JACOBY] I trust you have
my money, Mr. Oakes.

Mr. Brown suggested...





♪ ♪

- [g*n]


♪ ♪

I wouldn't do that, friend.

Don't! He kens where Claire is.


So do we, Uncle.

- No!
- [g*n]


♪ ♪

I told you I would fight
with you, Bear k*ller.


♪ ♪

♪ ♪


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