TURN: Washington's Spies

You're scared of Robert Rogers,

but you should be scared of me.

Previously, on "Turn: Washington's Spies"...

I will raise this town!

Simcoe is chasing a ghost. I'm the one who set him off.

He will burn down Setauket.

You're going to help me to give major his comeuppance.

I've been offered command of the fort at West Point.

This could be our chance.

Major Andre left a woman he loves back in Philadelphia,

so she could introduce him to a Continental general there.

General Benedict Arnold.

"Dear Mr. Anderson,

I've recently obtained command of West Point...

our fortress which guards the Hudson

from British vessels sailing upriver.

For the time being, not only its fortifications,

but its troops are in pitiful and wretched condition."

Clean yourself up, lad.

"I'm prepared to hand it to you lock, stock, and barrel.

But only if my conditions are met."

West Point.

They gave Arnold West Point?

So what does he want?

10,000 and a kiss on the cheek?

20,000 plus indemnification for his property

and command of a Loyalist battalion.

£20,000? I can buy an army for that.

With West Point, you won't need one.

Supplies of meat for the rebel army are held on the east side of the river,

supplies of bread on the west.

If we control the highlands, Washington will be forced to fight

or disband his army for want of provisions.

This is our victory, sir.

I'll go to 10,000, but not a penny more.

Make that clear in your reply.

There'll be no reply.

He requests a face-to-face meeting with an officer

as he finds a mutual confidence between us is wanting.

Well, he got that right.

He sent this ring of which he has the twin.

And that way he'll recognize...

the man we send.

- And who are you? - Colonel Jameson, sir.

I recently served as General Howe's deputy.

I see. So you're the one in charge of this riffraff.

Find this officer an outpost that may suit him better.

Sir!

I have always been stationed here at the fort.

Not anymore.

Perhaps you'll do a better job downriver.

And in the meantime, I'll expect

an observation report each morning without fail.

You can't be serious.

If he hands you paper in enemy territory,

you can be hanged as a spy.

I won't accept any documents.

And I'll be wearing my uniform at all times.

We'll meet under flag of truce

to discuss a prisoner exchange or something.

John...

And don't think of it as enemy territory.

It's Arnold's territory.

The Lord protected Daniel in the lions' den.

And at West Point, Arnold is the lord.

From headquarters, sir.

Bad news, sir?

Seems General Washington will be crossing the Hudson at King's Ferry

and will be joining us with guests.

Oh, an honor. I'll ready Robinson House immediately.

It's very important you tell the truth.

I beg you, Captain. I've done nothing wrong.

That's not what I've heard, Elias.

Naughty, naughty. And with your own sister, too.

How did you know about that?

I know everything.

Between the thieving, the cheating,

and the alleged incest,

Setauket is Sodom-On-the-Sea.

And Robert Rogers has been using the town's dirty secrets

to blackmail folk into sheltering him.

Please, sir, about my sister, it's a slander.

I don't even know Rogers.

I've never seen the man, I swear it.

I believe you.

- Burn it all! - Wait.

I'm afraid you must serve as a warning

to those who are guilty of harboring an outlaw.

No, wait!

Please, no!

Simcoe is on a bloody rampage.

Yours is the third one he's burned this week.

Someone better give up this Rogers fellow or there won't be anything left.

There's nothing to be done, Isaac.

It's God's will.

God helps those who help themselves.

There's always something to be done.

Like what?

Well, Oliver Cromwell chopped off

King Charles' head to restore liberty, didn't he?

Simcoe's also a tyrant and we have a right,

a divine right to topple tyrants.

Cromwell had an army.

We don't even have a musket to our name.

That's because our guns are locked in the church right up that hill.

What do the Germans say in Pennsylvania?

Without gunpowder, there is no freedom.

Sir, you have a caller.

Not again. Send her away.

It's Major Hewlett, sir.

- Who? - Major Hewlett from Setauket.

Tell him I'm too busy to receive him.

Abigail, tell the major it should only take a moment

and would be well worth his time to reconsider.

My apologies, Edward. I didn't know you were in York City.

Edmund, and I've been here for over a month now.

Yes, of course. It's just that I'm on the way out.

So am I. My ship leaves for England tomorrow morning.

I see your bloodhound Captain Simcoe

has not made you aware of this,

likely because he intends to see me off in his own way.

I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about.

Well, you should be.

Afraid, that is, of what you don't know.

Take, for instance, the rebel spy

that has been operating right under your nose.

May I?

I know all about that.

My bloodhound, as you call him,

is out hunting for Robert Rogers as we speak.

Now, I really must be going.

Rogers is not Culper.

Though I do believe you are familiar with the man who really is.

Who?

You've been in the city for more than a month.

Why have you waited till now

to communicate this?

Every subject's duty is the king's.

But every subject's soul is his.

I've been in the city for over a month

and not once have you invited me to dine.

I have offered my services time and again

and have been met with silence.

You have never listened to the Oyster Major before

and I doubt that you will start now.

But that, sir, will not stop me from doing my duty

one last time.

Culper is a cabbage farmer named Abraham Woodhull.

If I'm not mistaken, he attended

one of your exclusive little dinner parties...

right here.

God save the king.

"To General Clinton,

following my investigation of the matter,

I can conclusively report that Agent Culper

is Abraham Woodhull of Setauket."

Send that with a courier first thing tomorrow morning.

Yes, sir.

- John. - Whatever it is, I don't have time.

Make time.

- I think not, my dear. - I'm not lying.

Nor am I any happier about this than you are.

I've got my own career to worry about.

- We'll talk about this later. - When?

Tomorrow. I have business upriver

and I am late for my boat.

John, don't.

Please, don't go.

I will take care of this. I will.

But I can't do it on my own.

Stay with me?

I said tomorrow.

- The Vulture, eh? - That's the name of the ship.

I saw him step on board at the west docks.

Oh, so André's leaving the nest

and flying upstream.

Well, if he's coming back tomorrow,

that means his business is tonight.

You done well, my sweet hummingbird.

What will you do with him?

Him?

Justice, my lady.

For you and for me

and for all of us

left out there in the shadows.

Your Excellency.

- Welcome to West Point. - Thank you, General.

And, Mrs. Arnold,

a blessing on your household.

Thank you, Your Excellency.

I believe you're acquainted with Major Tallmadge.

My heartfelt congratulations to you, madam.

Sir.

Allow me to introduce my aide-de-camp,

Colonel Alexander Hamilton,

who was not with us in Philadelphia.

- To my tremendous regret. - Colonel.

And this is...

Le Marquis De Lafayette?

Your fame precedes you, monsieur.