Outlander

- Previously... - I've news of Jamie.

He's in Wentworth Prison.

Stood trial three days ago, condemned to hang.

Stop the executions!

Jamie, I will have your surrender before you leave this world.

With a bit of luck, I’ll be able to find Jamie

before the alarm is sounded.

Let her go in safety, and you can have me.

You have my word.

So, it becomes a matter of trust, your word for mine.

I can't leave you.

Yes, you will.

Do as I say.

No!

Oh!

I can get us inside.

I left a door open at the rear of the prison.

I know how we can save young Jamie.

It's a masterpiece.

Shall I begin?

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Hey!

Royal salute!

Present arms!

God save King George!

[Fife and drum music echoes in the distance]

Soldiers, your firearm!

Ye owe me a debt.

Please.

Three cheers for his majesty, King George, hip hip!

- All: Huzzah! - Hip, hip!

- All: Huzzah! - Hip, hip!

Huzzah!

- -

Easy, lad. Easy.

We're getting you out of here.

Aye!

Is he alive?

Aye. He needs tending.

- But it'll have to wait. - The hell it will.

Oh, I can't believe you actually did it.

Those Redcoat drummer boys were making such a racket,

the garrison didn't know we were there, cattle and all,

until we were inside the place, .

We must make haste.

They'll be coming for us, straight away.

My god.

What did Randall do to you?

I don't mean to speak ill of the lad, but he positively reeks.

It's oil of lavender.

It's used to relieve pain.

Someone tried to tend him, then?

Maybe.

Go back and watch the road behind us.

If ye see any sign of pursuit, come running like the Devil.

And we'll have to take our chances.

Jamie... Come on!

Jamie.

You're safe now.

I'm going to help you, I swear.

- Aye, get off her, man! - Jamie!

What's wrong with ye, lad? It's Claire!

Ah, dinna touch me!

She's just trying to help ye.

What is he saying?

He's deleerit. Raving about god knows what.

Pardon the interruption, but will ye be wanting tea?

Or can I get this wagon moving?

Ya! Ya!

Father Anselm, this is Mrs. Claire Fraser.

The father's agreed to give us shelter,

until we can find a more permanent situation.

Thank you. We're most grateful.

Think nothing of it. We shall talk later.

- I'm going to need a... - The boy has told us

of your needs, and all is waiting for you.

Thank you.

No, no!

Jamie...

It's all right. There's more broth.

I've no doubt you can mend his body, but

there are other wounds, not so easily dealt with.

His soul, I’m afraid, is in turmoil.

But if I don't set that hand, he'll be crippled for life.

Claire...

Please. Excuse us.

Brother Paul was right. You need your nourishment.

Dinna touch me.

Jamie, talk to me.

What did Randall do to you?

Too much.

And not enough.

You saw her leave these walls?

Yes.

We are both men of our word.

Drink.

Ah, ah, ah.

Let's see if we can make you more comfortable.

This will hurt.

Mm.

It's all right.

Shh.

- - It's all right.

The worst is over now.

You'll see.

Dear god.

You are a magnificent creature.

It's like kissing a corpse.

I know you can do better.

Shh, shh, shh.

My men can have Claire back here within the hour.

We have an agreement.

That I would not resist.

Ah.

So, that's your plan.

To submit, but like Christ on the cross?

Well, we will see about that.

Shh.

How does that feel?

Is that nice?

Oh.

Don't play the worm with me.

Jamie,

I just want this to be a pleasant experience for us both.

Do what ye must.

Take yer pleasure and be done with it.

What I 'must'?

You think I cannot control the darkness I inhabit?

One way or another, I will get a response from you.

Aah!

Scream.

Scream.

Scream.

Scream.

Ye'd be wise to do as she says, lad.