Frontier

Previously on "Frontier..."

Declan Harp, you are under arrest.

This is your fault! Lord Benton set up a trap

and you walked right into it.

You turned your back on me, Declan.

You betrayed me,

and you will beg my forgiveness.

I'm looking for Lord Benton.

Cut him down.

I don't care what he's doing!

Lord Benton, Sir.

For reasons I don't pretend to comprehend,

you've confined my company to barracks

and cut our rations.

It's winter.

Rationing is only prudent.

Captain Chesterfield's men seem to get ample sustenance.

Do they?

My men are hungry, Sir.

If we are to make it to spring,

we must have more food.

Request denied.

Captain Benedict Johnson died two weeks ago,

and still no inquiry...

Dismissed, Commander Everton.

Before he was murdered,

you were stripped of your authority.

You, Sir, are illegally governing Fort James!

Agh!

Starve me now if you want

but I will return to England,

and I will report all of this.

I will ensure the full weight of the law

comes down on you, Sir.

Seize Commander Everton.

What the hell is this?

Release me at once!

Fifty lashes. In the yard.

What?!

Lord Benton is deliberately starving those men.

I know.

Then do something.

To confront him now will get me killed.

So you'd be content with a garrison of dead soldiers,

is that it?

Why do you give a shit about those men?

Because it's an opportunity.

Earn their loyalty.

With their support as well as your own soldiers,

you can arrest Benton now.

Now's the time.

Lock Lord Benton up

and you are governor.

You'd like that?

Very much.

Good day, Captain Chesterfield.

Oh my God.

You look terrible. Where are the others?

I came alone. I need food. Ale.

Of course.

But it's not safe for you here.

Christ, if you're seen...

Look, Declan, I know why you came back here,

but I'm telling you, you do not need to do it.

Wait!

Benton will self-destruct.

Captain Chesterfield will move into the governor's house

and we will have an advantage.

I made an agreement with Chesterfield.

I know how to handle him.

Just please, wait.

If Benton lives, nothing will change.

And if you fail?

Look at you, you can hardly breathe.

If you die, what then?

There's a patrol out every day.

They've turned this place over three times.

Are you asking me to leave?

No...

I just...

I need to get you somewhere safer than here.

Come on.

Sokanon, Clenna needs to rest.

Harp's sick,

he's been in and out of consciousness

for over ten days.

He's in terrible condition.

We have to get to Fort James before he does anything.

Maybe it's not the best idea to get too close to a man

if he's sick and crazy.

Yesterday you were begging to be taken back.

- Sokanon... - She needs to move faster not slower.

I've had enough of your shite, you know that?

Jesus, Clenna, don't...

Fuck!

Agh! Ungh!

Sokanon!

Get off her, now!

Are you all right?

Oh...

Maybe both of you need to rest.

There is no way Fort James is safe for us.

Is Declan Harp really worth dying for?

We need to keep moving.

He's cracking up.

He's paranoid.

Scaring the shit out of his own soldiers.

Means he's weak.

It means he's unpredictable.

Let me see.

Jesus.

You can't do it.

Not now. Not like this.

They're gone, Grace.

My family's dead.

Benton tortured them.

Shhh... it's all right.

Declan?

Declan, you're too hurt to go anywhere.

Now you promise me you'll change your plan.

I've waited so long for you,

you cannot leave me now, not like this.

I'm sorry.

I have to do this.

I have to.

Ahh! Ahhh!

Ugh!

Kill them on sight.

- M'lord? - Your patrols.

Should they discover Declan Harp

or any of his consorts,

they are to show no mercy.

That's unwise, Sir.

Chesterfield, are you deaf,

or simply confused?

Lord Benton, with respect.

What I'm saying is...

Is given recent events, we might want to avoid

any more unwelcome scrutiny from England.

"We do give and grant unto said governor

the powers to make peace or war

with any prince or people whatsoever,

that are not Christians."

Michael Smyth is Irish. So is the girl.

They won't be missed.

Declan Harp's head

is to be stuck on the end of a bayonet

and displayed in the yard.

People must understand there are consequences

to treachery and treason.

Ahh!

Come on! We have to keep on moving.

Ahh!

Ahh!

No, I know. That's right.

Two men arrived when you were gone.

They asked for you.

The one on the right said he received your letter.

Samuel Grant.

Oh, and Malcolm Brown came in very drunk

asking for Captain Chesterfield.

What is it with men and fucking revenge?

All right, you keep an eye on Brown,

I'll deal with Grant.

Welcome to Fort James, gentlemen.

You must be Samuel Grant.

Miss Emberly. You guessed.

Or did someone spoil our surprise?

And...?

Cobbs Pond.

At your service.

Is there a place we can speak freely?

There is.

I hope your tastes will not exceed our cellars, Mr. Grant.

Please. We are not particular.

The stew was exquisite.

I was intrigued by your letter.

"The key to Fort James",

I think you described yourself as.

So we decided to make the trek

and meet my mysterious correspondent.

I had no idea how beautiful she would turn out to be.

If I had known you were coming I'd have been more prepared.

Ah.

This is a token of my good faith.

I dinna expect you to reply to my offer in person.

Well, I wanted to see for myself...

...those wonderful furs you wrote so eloquently about.

Not until we have an understanding.

Well, an understanding requires

that I see what I might buy.

You put me a great risk, Sir,

by coming here.

A woman of your enterprise,

I assumed had protection.

A Redcoat perhaps,

hiding underneath your skirts?

In fact, we should present ourselves

at the Governor's house, should we not?

- Yes, Sir. - Yes.