Outlander

- Previously... -Mistress MacKenzie,

-may I present my son? -William Ransom.

This is the deed to the house.

Your name's on it now along with all the bank accounts.

I went through the stones to save my baby.

I can't believe this is goodbye.

Are you interested?

Mr. Cornelius Harnett, I presume.

How do I know we can trust you?

Very shortly there'll be soldiers comin'

through that door hopin' to make arrests.

-How do you know this? -Tell the men to leave.

It was by my hand that this woman has died.

A life for a life.

When you've somethin' worth takin',

you'll see me again.

I made a promise to my sister I'd bring young Ian back to her.

The musket balls will be enough for passage to Scotland.

You're back. How was it?

Found this at Oxfam.

Bit of seasonin', it'll be right as rain.

Wee taste of home.

It's perfect.

Aah! Mama,

Mandy hit me with a stick and she didn't say she was sorry.

Mandy, say you're sorry.

-Won't. -Aye, you will.

Sorry.

Sorry about that.

It's nae bother.

I got wee uns myself.

If they'd been livin' in a caravan for two years,

they'd have driven me around the bend with their mischief.

Yeah, it's...been a lot.

How close are we on the bedrooms upstairs?

Well...that's what I wanted to talk to ya about.

What I was meaning to say, it's brilliant you're so keen

to preserve the murals in the dining room, but, eh,

you sure you won't let me plaster over that slash in the wall up there?

It's bit of an eyesore, now I've fixed everything else up, don't you think?

It's been there since just after the '45.

-We're keeping it. -You were sayin',

-the bedrooms... -Right.

We can start upstairs as early as next week.

Whoever did the roof before did an okay job,

but there's loads of work up there still.

So I've changed the estimate.

We're not looking fer Buckingham Palace,

just a simple upstairs.

I know it's higher than you were expecting.

It's astronomical.

Well, have a think.

-Bri, this is... -We don't have it, do we?

We've gone through nearly everythin'

just to get this far.

Well, we're halfway in.

We have a working kitchen.

We have flushing toilets.

We're living the 20th century dream.

What are you looking for?

I'm hungry. Thought I'd have a--

An apple.

An apple?

Dinna want to catch that scurvy that you speak about.

No, you don't.

-Here. -Ah.

How is it?

Delicious.

Nice try, Jamie Fraser,

but I learned a long time ago

that Highlanders have an innate suspicion of fresh fruit.

-Here. -Mm.

But eat your apple as well.

You are going to be on a ship for three months.

If you say so, Sassenach.

I do say so.

How many women do you know who are my age who still have all their own teeth?

Mm, well, I admit

you're very well preserved for such an old crone.

An old crone.

- - Who's there?

Arch Bug?

Is that you?

Show yourself.

I'm no afraid of ya.

I ken ye made a promise, and I ken ye mean to keep it.

Well, then, let's settle it here and now, man.

I'm not afraid of ye, do ya hear?

Calm yourself!

It's not him. It's in your head.

This is what he wants, for it to eat ya up inside.

There's nothin'.

I'm not worried for myself, uncle.

But he means to kill someone I love

and he kens how much I love the two of you.

Arch Bug will no be killing anyone.

The three of us together. Make sure of that.

Get the fire goin', lad.

Thank you.

Just about all that declaration is good for.

The arrogance of it.

Uncle Hal would be proud of you.

Ah, trust you to bring up my father at a time like this.

He'd be mortified to see me in my current state.

I'm expected to have a dazzling career in the army.

Oh, come now. Don't be so dour, cousin.

We're celebrating your new posting.

I'm still waiting my orders.

Yes, but New York just seems so far away.

We did not leave England just to languish here in North Carolina.

We left to put down this rebellion once and for all.

It will be glorious.

Yes, glorious.

Or bloody carnage.

I do wish you'd been posted there with me, William.

Soon, I hope.

But tonight, we're drinking to you.

I am weary, William.

The night is young, cousin.

Bloody whore!

- -Get your hands off of me.

That's it. Tell her!

Please, please stop it.

I'm sorry.

- -

You damn fireship! She's got the pox.

Please, I didn't know!

Look at your neck.

It's scarlet.

You expect me to believe you didn't know?

Whore! You tried to kill me

and make me pay for the pleasure of it.

- Whoa! -

Oh, what's he done, eh?

Fireship, fireship, fireship, fireship!

- Whore! -Puts boots to that whore.

Fireship, fireship, fireship!

-He's going to kill her. -Don't. Don't.

-Whoa! -

Burst into fire now!

God curse you!

May your goddamn pricks all rot and fall off.

Got too many hot coals up your ass, Lieutenant?

-You vile bastard. -What's happened here?

We should go.

William.

Let's get another drink, mate.

"Your grandmother says it's always 200 years, give or take.

"This is true in the old fairy tales "and in our own experience.