Outlander

Previously...

I cannot admit there's anything to do...

but go on.

That will be where the new house will stand.

We will make it back here one day.

- Won't we? - Aye. We will.

Allow me to introduce William Buccleigh MacKenzie.

Your servant, Madam.

T'was at Craigh na Dun.

And here I am.

Rob Cameron.

He did it. Rob took Jem.

- -

It's Rob!

Callahan!

Brianna!

So, where do we belong now?

So it's not a question of where we belong; It's when.

Your son is due home shortly.

Son?

What we really want is your protection.

Where's Jane?

Major Jenkins said that she killed Captain Harkness

and dragged her away.

We need to go.

You can come and live with us on the Ridge.

You'll be safe.

Who was thy wife?

Her name is Wahionhaweh.

Emily chose me, but, Rachel,

with my whole soul, I choose you.

A place where...

we could raise our family.

You mean...?

I have had carnal knowledge of your wife.

Henry and Ben will be fighting across the sea.

Do you want to have to tell your wife

that your sons have died in a war

- that could have been stopped? -

I'll do my best by thee.

Can we go home?

You're not going back to the army?

No.

I came to ask...

forgiveness.

How could you possibly know that song?

My mother taught it to me.

I think Faith lived.

I think our daughter lived.

Where the bloody hell is he?

He'll come.

No smuggler worth his salt would miss the chance

to sell thirty barrels of good whisky.

Well, I just hope he doesn't get close enough

to smell the herring.

I willna allow it.

Much as I love the sound of your voice, Sassenach,

try not to speak unless spoken to.

You have exquisite taste, Mr. Roy.

Aye.

You'll no' have trouble finding buyers in the north.

Armies there will be thirsty.

You'll easily double your investment.

Who gave you my name?

Mrs. Abbott in Philadelphia.

Do you often take business advice from whores?

Mrs. Abbott tells me ye're a man to be trusted.

Recalls ye didna have the money to pay your debts,

and it took ye a wee while, but, uh,

ye returned with something much better than coin...

two lassies to settle your score.

Sí.

Así es.

Whisky wasn't the only reason I wanted to meet, Mr. Vasquez.

I wish to expand my business.

Tell me, where do you find the girls?

It so happens I found them at sea.

My men and I were looking for a ship heavy with goods.

But the captain-Pocock was his name-

was foolish enough to bring his family...

a wife...

and two daughters.

With my knife as encouragement,

he was willing to part with the cargo

but not so willing to part with the girls.

So I was forced to slit his throat.

One of the daughters was still too young to earn.

Even the smallest man would tear her to pieces.

But with that face and those golden curls,

I knew she would soon command a premium...

an assurance for the future.

But her sister was ripe and ready.

I don't think she had ever seen a cock

before I stuck her with mine.

That one will have paid my debts

a hundred times over by now.

But the captain's wife...

ooh, she would have brought a pretty penny herself.

Beautiful, wild hair, skin like velvet.

It's a shame I never had a chance to fuck her.

She turned into a rabid dog when I touched her daughter,

scratching, biting, screaming... too much trouble.

I threw her overboard.

Only death would shut her up.

We need to leave, Sassenach.

I killed him too quickly.

I should have let that bastard suffer.

I should have made him feel every ounce of agony

the body can feel.

And even then...

and even then, it wouldn't be punishment enough.

Aye, well, the devil will give him his proper due

for what he did to Jane and Frances

and Faith.

She was alive.

We could have had a-a life with her,

and he robbed us of that chance.

He wasn't the only one.

Ye told me ye held our babe

in ye're hands all those years ago,

that she was stillborn, already lost to us.

So how did she come to be married to a sea captain

- wi' two daughters of her own? - I don't know.

I don't know.

Mother Hildegarde, I mean, she must have done something

or...

Master Raymond.

He asked for my forgiveness, but for what?

Somebody lied.

But why?

W-Why would they steal our child from us?

I always imagined our daughter in heaven.

I mourned an innocent soul who hadna had a chance at life.

Then to find out she lived

but that her life was cut short...

A Dhia.

She was out there, Jamie.

What did her laugh sound like?

Well, did she...

did she smile in her sleep, like you and Bree?

Who helped her when she cried?

Oh, God.

What-what if nobody did?

What-what if she went through her whole life

thinking that nobody wanted her, when...

when all we wanted more than anything in the world was her?

You lost your parents at a young age,

mo nighean donn...

wandered the world rootless, but then we found each other.

I am the true home of your heart.

Maybe it was the same for our daughter.

Maybe she wandered, too,

and found her home.

Made a family.

She was loved, Claire.

I have to believe that.