All language subtitles for Outlander.S04E07.WEBRip.XviD-FUM

Previously...

"It is with grief
that the news is received

of the deaths by fire
of James MacKenzie Fraser
and his wife."

They received the land
in 1768.

So that means sometime
in the next 12 years... they die.

Hello, this is Roger Wakefield.

Um, may I speak
with Brianna Randall?

She went to Scotland.

To Scotland

To visit her mother.

How long ago?

A couple of weeks ago.

Thought you two would have
seen each other by now.

She asked me to wait a year
before sending it to you.

Roger, I found out
something terrible is going to
happen to my mother and Jamie.

If I didn't try to go
and help them,

I would never
have forgiven myself.

Goodbye, Roger.

♪ Sing me a song ♪

♪ Of a lass that is gone ♪

♪ Say, could that lass ♪

♪ Be I? ♪

♪ Merry of soul ♪

♪ She sailed on a day ♪

♪ Over the sea ♪

♪ To Skye ♪

♪ Billow and breeze ♪

♪ Islands and seas ♪

♪ Mountains ♪

♪ Of rain and sun ♪

♪ All that was good ♪

♪ All that was fair ♪

♪ All that was me ♪

♪ Is gone ♪

♪ Sing me a song ♪

♪ Of a lass that is gone ♪

♪ Say, could that lass ♪ ♪ Be I? ♪

♪ Merry of soul ♪

♪ She sailed on a day ♪

♪ Over the sea ♪

♪ To Skye ♪

Aah!

Aah!

Aah.

"Time is not a reality,
but a concept, or a measure."

So says
the Greek orator, Antiphon.

Well, for yer sake,

I hope that time travel
is a reality,

otherwise you'll have shaved
your beard for nothing.

D'ye have everything?

Aye.

Money, map, compass, knife...

Gemstone.

Do you hear that?

The stones dinna call to me.

It's all right, sweetheart.
We're home now.

There we go.

Lass?

Where am I?

You're in my home.

You were lying in the moss,
cold as ice.

We had no choice
but to bring ye home wi' us.

Oh, here.

I've brought ye
some morsels to eat.

Thank you.

This is the best chicken
I've ever tasted.

If only.

Thank ye. 'Tis roasted pigeon.

It's not prepared this way
in England.

Oh, you've come from England?

You've an unusual accent.

And you're all alone?

I'm, um...

I'm trying to reach Ayr Harbor.

My parents are in the Americas.

I'm going to meet them there.

Marsali's in North Carolina.

My eldest daughter.

She's marrit now.

-To a frog!

Aye, he is at that,

but he's also the father
of my grandchild.

You're a fair way from
any harbor I know of, lass.

Were ye truly of a mind
to walk by yerself?

I, um, was hoping
to catch a ride with
someone on the road.

I'm Laoghaire, and this
is my daughter, Joanie.

Oh, Brianna.

Dinna fash, Brianna.

Ye may stay as long as ye need. Have some rest now.

A good evening to you, Mistress.
-I was expecting ye earlier.

Aye, I was detained.

Ye best have good news
for me tonight, Ian Murray.

I canna take much more of this.

I ken it's not
what you're expecting.

It's not half
of what he owes me.

I beg you to be
reasonable, Mistress.

You'll have your money
as soon as he's able
to send it.

-He's an honorable man.
"Honorable"?

Is it honorable
to commit bigamy, then?

Desert his wife and children?

You really
dislike me that much?

It's my graduation
for God's sake, Frank.

You humiliated me
in front of my new colleagues.

Well, welcome
to the club.

What the hell
does that mean?

Keep your voice down.
You'll wake Brianna.

What does that mean?

It means you're not
as good an actress

as you think you are, Claire.

You knew
how important today was to me.

I beg you
to be reasonable.
"Reasonable"?

I've been living in drag,
eating nothing but scraps.

It's not right.
He promised more than this.

Mistress, he's doing
the best that he can.

If you'd only
give him a bit more time... I married him
in good faith,

and he promised me payment
for the wrong he did to me,

running away with that besom
and leaving me here to rot.

Laoghaire, you ken
he's a man of his word.

If he had more, he'd send more.

I'm tired of his excuses.
We canna eat excuses.

We're in need of the money.

Who's the lass?

A traveler I took in.

Pitiful sight she was,
cold and weary,

could barely stand on her feet.

Apologies, lass.
I didna mean to awaken ye.

No, I'm sorry to interrupt.

An outlander?

Look, it's nae bother.

Ye need rest.
Have another lie down.

We dinna want
to see ye goin' without.
Take this for now.

Oh, no, no. I'll no take
a penny from you.

I want his money.

I still have my pride.

Good morning.

Oh, good morning to you, lass.

Keeps the garden lookin' neat.

Though if I'd kent
I was to have a visitor,
I'd have...

I hope you'll forgive
the intrusion yesterday.

What? No, it's me
who's intruding.

You've been so kind.

You must have
thought me uncouth,

to be in my parlor,
arguin' with a man.

Is he your husband?

Oh, no.

No, a... a messenger only.

Comes bearin' ill tidings
each month.

Kin of my former husband.

Comes to remind me that
the money I am owed
wilna be paid.

Sorry. That must be difficult.

Times are hard, I wilna lie.

The dress fits you well.

You're nearly the same size
as my Marsali.

Oh, wi' yer own garment
all in tatters and not fit
to keep ye warm,

something woolen
will serve you much better

for yer voyage at sea.

Thank you.

I hope someone would do
the same for my girls.

'Tis flattering indeed.
Is it no, Joanie?

Soon you'll be grown enough
for a dress such as this,

and leave me
to get married, no doubt.

Will ye help me
with the garden?

Now there's a thought.

I'll put on some stew.

Is it your father
who doesn't send the money?

My da?

Aye.

I call him "Da,"
but my own father left
when I was wee.

I dinna remember him.

Do you ever put flowers
in your hair?

No,
not this time o' year.

Here. I'll do it for you.

It's such
a beautiful color.

Like yours.

I'm told it's like my father's,

though I've never met him.

Ma says that men are louts.

Do ye ken if he's a lout?

I... I don't know.

I don't think he is.

I hope to find out
for myself one day.

Is it your da
she thinks is a lout?

He was good
and kind to me always,
but he broke Ma's heart.

He didna love her
as she loved him.

I could say the same about
the man who raised me.

My mother didn't love him
the same way in return.

It's, uh... It's open.

Why aren't you answering
the phone?

Are you going to stay
at the office all night?

What is going on with you?

What's this?

That is research
from a colleague in Scotland.

Take a look. Who died?

Um...

It's complicated.

Well, do you wanna
talk about it?

I mean, "complicated"
is a relative term, Daddy.

It all depends
on your perspective.

My daughter, the psychiatrist.

So, Professor Randall...

It seems you've been
working very hard lately.

You could say that.

And
your research is...

Hmm, let me think.

What term would Freud use?

"Going nowhere"?

Yep, you could say that, too.

Well, that doesn't sound like you, Daddy.

What is it?

Um...

Daddy, it's me.
You can tell me.

Bree... Uh...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I can't. I...

It... It's obviously
important to you.

Yeah.

It was everything to me,
aside from you.

And Mama?

You should go home.

She'll be worried about you.

She'll be fine.

Go home, Brianna. Please.

Go home.

Brianna?

Someday, I promise,
you'll understand.

Maybe someday I won't care.

Come in.

Your bed should be warm by now.

My nest here will be empty
before too long.

'Course, I hope Joanie
will marry, in time...

to a good man,
if there is such a thing.

She's seen them come and go.

There are good men.

And she's a lovely girl.

I'm sure when the time's right,

she'll find a man
who'll do anything for her.

Well, as her ma,
I'd do anything for her.

But a husband?
Hard to be sure.

There was a time

when my last husband
would ha' done anythin' for me.

When I was a young lass,
he took a beating for me.

And he would steal kisses
from me whenever he had
the chance.

He loved me once...

until he was bewitched
by another woman.

'Tis her fault his heart
hardened against me.

I'm sorry.

Aye, ye've nothin'
to be sorry for, lass.

Though I do miss him.

I know the pain
of missing someone.

We were a family.

Come nightfall,
we would sit together
around the fire,

Joanie on his knee
and Marsali at his side...

and he and I would tell a tale
or two from the Bible.

There was so much joy then.

Since he left us, I...
I canna bring myself
to recite them.

It pains Joanie.

What was Joanie's
favorite story?

Oh, she loved the story
of Naomi and Ruth.

Would you tell it to me?

In the days
when the judges ruled,

there was a famine in the land.

And so, a man
from Bethlehem in Judah,

along with his wife
and two sons...

went to live for a while
in the country of Moab.

The man's name was Elimelek.
His wife's name was Naomi.

He's over there.

Thank you.

Excuse me. Pardon me.

Are you the captain
of the Gloriana?

Indeed I am.

I'm seeking passage
to the Carolinas.

There's no luck here.

I do intend to sail
to Wilmington on my way
to Philadelphia,

but I'm taking
no one else aboard.

Sir... Captain, please.

I'd do anything.

My lass is there
and I need to find her.

And you can't
find yourself one here?

There's none so handsome
as an Irish woman, I grant you.

Still, ye'll have to try.

As I've said,
taking no one else aboard.

Gentlemen.

Would you take me on
as a member of your crew?

Your hands are better suited
to writing letters
than sailing.

Captain!

Where do you want this?

Do you believe in luck?

Heads, you come.
Tails, you stay.

What's your name?

Roger MacKenzie.

Twenty shillings a month,
Mr. MacKenzie.

You're free to leave the ship
when it's in port,

and you'll be paid
once the cargo's unloaded.

Sailors will show you
where to go.

And, MacKenzie?

There's four ports
before Wilmington.

I hope she's worth it.

Is yer ankle better?

Almost.

I'll be on my way soon. Ye've been a blessing, lass.

That cupboard's been broken
since my husband lived here.

I'm happy I could help.

Look at ye!

It's not like you, Joanie,
to keep yer braid
for another day.

She's taken a liking to you.

♪ If you're going
To San Francisco ♪

♪ Be sure to wear some flowers
In your hair ♪

I dinna ken that one.

It's my mother's favorite.

Some of the girls
at Lallybroch

would put flowers in
their hair in summer.

Lallybroch?

Aye, it's not far from here.

My mother's relatives
live there.

I've never met them,
but she always spoke
of them so fondly.

And who might yer mother be?

I may have kent her,

spendin' a bit o' time
at Lallybroch myself.

Claire Fraser.

Do you know her?

Ye never said yer name
was Fraser.

It's not. It's "Randall,"
after Frank,
the man who raised me.

I see.

The husband yer mother
didna care for.

I heard you and Joanie
speaking about it
in the garden.

She cared for him. She just...

Didna love him
as she loved this other man,

yer true father.

Must be a good man,
this Frank Randall,

to have raised a daughter
such as ye.

Yes, he was.

He died.

Some years ago.

I'm sorry to hear it.

It sounds as though
he'd never leave ye
by choice...

Only by God's hand.

Mmm.

You're up early.

I decided
a cream tea necessary.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

No.

It's you that deserves
an apology.

I was not myself last night.

No. I shouldn't
have pushed you.

Nothing that a good cup of tea
and a scone can't fix.

Mmm.

How is it?
-Mmm.

It's perfect.

Do you ever...

Have you ever thought
about studying abroad?

I don't know. Why?

There are some
excellent universities.

Yeah, I'm sure there are,

but, I mean, Harvard's here,
and you're here.

Do you believe
the story yer mother told you?

About your true father
and why he couldna raise ye?

Of course.

I have no reason to doubt
my mother. Why do you ask?

Well, folks talk
at Lallybroch.

'Course, I wouldna want to repeat
what they say, it bein'
about yer father.

What do they say about him?

Nothing.

Forgive me, lass,
for speakin' of it.

Please? Tell me.

Well...

I dinna like to repeat
such things myself,

but there are some folk
who say...

there was no room
in his heart for a bairn...

and he sent yer mother away
upon findin' she was wi' child.

They were married and in love.
Why wouldn't he want a child?

Why wouldn't he want me?

'Tis but whisperings
hereabouts.

But I shouldna
ha' told ye, but...

I didna want ye to hear it
from folk elsewhere.

People gossip.

-Oh, aye.

A tale such as that, why...

Think no more of it, lass.

I only hope he doesna
turn ye away for a second time.

I have to find them,
even if he is what you say.

What is it that's so pressing?

This will sound strange,

but they need my help.

I can prevent their deaths
if I go to them now.

There's going to be a fire.

-I can't explain it.

If there's something

that will prevent me
receiving my alimony,
ye'd best speak of it.

Your alimony?
What does this have to do with you?

How dare you come into my home
and treat me...

-How dare you!

You brought me here.

Did they send ye here,
is that what's happened?

Did they send ye here to laugh at me,
or did ye bewitch me yourself?

Ye're a witch just like yer ma.

-I ken her well. Your mother
was the thievin' whore

who stole my husband
and left me destitute.

Your mother is Claire?

Yes, but she never wanted
to leave Jamie--

She went home to another man!

And when he died,
she came back for my Jamie.

Bewitched him, she did,

with a love spell
that made me invisible.

She never meant to hurt anyone!

She wouldn't! I'm sorry, I...

I can see
I'm no longer welcome.

Claire Fraser
should have burned
at the stake in Cranesmuir.

Oh, my God.

You're the one who tried
to have my mother killed.

And she would be dead
if she wasna a witch!

I'm sure believing
that is easier than facing
the truth.

And the truth
is that Jamie Fraser
has never loved you.

You spawn of a witch.

-I'll have you arrested for witchcraft.
No.

Just like I did your mother!

Open the door!

Let me out!

That's my dad.

Daddy, what are you doing here?

Sweetheart,
I need to talk to you. Hop in.

Is everything okay?

Do you remember
when I mentioned
going to university abroad?

Yeah.

How would you feel about
studying in England?

England?

I've been offered
a position at Cambridge.

I want you to come with me.

And what about Mama?

Is she all right with this?

Your mother and I
are getting a divorce.

What are you talking about?
Don't be silly.

-You're too old
to get a divorce.
-Bree, listen to me.

No, I... I don't
wanna listen to you.

-Darling, please.
-So, what,

you don't always get along.
Who does?

But you don't just
get divorced.

You love each other.
You can't throw that away.

-We're a family.
-You're my family.

And that will never change,

but your mother and I...

This cannot be a...
a complete surprise to you.

Well, it is.

So, what, just...

Poof, you're over
and I have no say?

Sweetheart, listen to me.

You are at the center
of our lives, always.

We both love you
very, very much,

and that will never change.

But your mother
and I have decided

that this is
the best way forward
for both of us.

And you just decided
all of this tonight?

Yes.

It wasn't for want of trying.

I am sorry.

I truly am.

Oh.

Hey.

Come with me. Will you?

We had a plan.

We were supposed to go
to Harvard together, Daddy.

-I know.
-I'm studying history.

-We were gonna share your office and--
-I know, I know,

and a thousand years ago,
your mother and I
had a plan as well.

But...

You know, sometimes,
life takes unexpected turns,

and when it does...

Do you know what we do?

We soldier on.

How...

I...

I can't-- I have to go.

Can we speak later

I love you.

I keep thinking,
if I'd have just stayed in
the car with you that night...

you'd still be here.

If I would've just agreed
to go to England with you,

then...

Uh, maybe we'd have
gone out to celebrate...

and you never
would've had the accident.

But I'm gonna soldier on,

like you said.

You're my hero, Daddy.

♪ Seven herrings
Are a salmon's fill ♪

♪ Seven salmons
Are a seal's fill ♪

♪ Seven seals
Are a whale's fill ♪

♪ And seven whales
The fill of a Cirein-cròin ♪

Do you think there are
any Cirein

No.

Sharks, maybe,
but no sea monsters.

I told her as much,
but the lass,
she doesna listen.

Come on.

Thank ye.

That's the first smile
from him in days.

-He must like ye.

He's a handsome wee fellow.

Oh...

Aren't you a fussy thing?

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh...

There.

I thank ye, Captain.

What was that?

Whales.

They scratch themselves
against the ship to rid
their skins of barnacles.

Only if they have a mind
for mischief.

You don't seem troubled by it.

A wise man leaves the things
beyond his power to the gods,

and then he prays that Danu
will be with him.

No!

No!
Stay back.

Please don't!

Stay back.

Ye canna do this!
I wilna let ye!

What's happened?

The lass has smallpox.

It spreads quick as lightning.

None of us will live
to make landfall if we don't take out the sick.

-Throw her overboard.
-No! Please, I beg you!

-I canna do that. She'll drown.
Please!

You said you were willing
to do whatever I might need.

Do as I command.

Please,
I beg you! No!

No!

No! No!

Wait, no! No!

Captain, no!

-Let her go!

Captain! Please don't.

Ma...

Christ, have you
lost your mind?

I've given five over
to the sea already,

and I'll do the same
for any who show signs
of a rash.

How could ye?

She was a child,
for God's sake!

She was, and of no value.

Aye, no value to you, perhaps.

You will forgive me
for putting my ignorant opinion

above your own, Mr. MacKenzie,

but... well,
I'm the captain here.

Continue to examine
each passenger.

Anyone who is ill
or shows signs of a rash,
bring them to me.

Come here, you!
Show us your face!

Don't take her!

Get!
-Come here.

She's got the rash.
Take her.

Stop! Unhand me!
It's nae the pox!

No! Please, stop!

Let me see him.

Yeah, you. Come on.

Have ye seen a young mother,
bonny lass with a wee bairn?

Leave her be.
-Mm-mmm. No.

Take her!
Oh, God!

She's coming with us.
Come on now.

There you are.
-Please.

-I beg you, sir.
Ye canna do it.

I ken where they're takin' us,
ye canna send him to his death.

I'm not here to hurt your baby.

Is the child sick?
-It's not but a wee rash.

Jemmy's teeth are comin' in.
Ye saw for yerself.

It's not smallpox.

You, let's go.
Lord, have mercy.

If you come with me,
I can help keep you hidden.

Get your hands off me.
-I'll get you food and drink.

I dinna ken yer name.

-Roger.

Morag MacKenzie.

And this is Jemmy.

-I'm a MacKenzie as well.

I'll swear on
my own woman's life.

Don't touch me!
-This way.

We're here. Lallybroch.

I'm so grateful to you, Joan.

You're a kind soul.

It's not yer fault
yer mother is a witch.

When ye find our da,

mebbe ye'll ask him
to come home?

Joanie?
-Uncle Ian!

What's the traveler
doing with ye?

She's Jamie Fraser's daughter.

I believe you, lass.

You dinna need
to prove it to me.

Ye have her eyes, ye ken.

I had given up hope I'd ever
look upon a child of Jamie's,

and now, here ye are,
standing right in front of me.

It's a shame my wife's
not here to meet ye.

-Aye.

She's away helping birth
a grandchild.

I ken she'll have my hide
for no keeping ye here, but...

we should have ye
on a ship as soon as we can.

I'm sure Jamie had his reasons
for not telling us.

But I do ken ye're
an unexpected blessing, lass.

This should be enough
to buy you safe passage
to North Carolina,

as well as room and board
once you've arrived.

-I can't take your money.
-Aye, ye can.

You're family.

Make sure ye ask after
yer Auntie Jocasta

when ye arrive in Wilmington,
at a place called River Run.

She'll ken where
to find yer parents.

Thank you, lads.

Mistress.

The clothes inside
belonged to yer mother.

I ken she'd want ye
to have them.

Thank ye, Roger.

Bairn's looking well.

What's wrong?

Captain.

Imagine my surprise

when a galley hand
went lookin' for salt pork,

and found a lassie
and a babe instead.

I said a wise man
doesn't trouble himself with
the things beyond his power,

but on this ship... everything's in my power.

Mmm?

Including the distribution
of rations.

Now, see,
she's hiding down here...

while others suffer above.

That's not fair, is it?

When I was just 17,

the youngest of a crew
of workmen hired to build
a house.

I couldn't say
for why they hated me.

They were a whey-faced lot,
so maybe it was my manner,

or the way
the lasses smiled at me.

But I knew
I was unpopular with them.

Captain, if I may--

They needed a sacrifice
for the foundation,

lest the earth should tremble
and the walls collapse.

But they started arguing about

whether I should be
the sacrifice,

or if Daft Joey would be
a better choice.

One of the men
suggested tossing a coin.

"D'ye take heads or tails?"

he asked, laughing.

I was too sick to speak.

So, he said by Geordie's head
should I live,

and by his arse I should die.

And he threw the shilling
in the air.

I had no strength to look.

They rolled me on my face
and hit me.

When I came to...

I found the shilling
in my pocket.

They were honest men,
to be sure.

Would you say you were
a gambling man, MacKenzie?

You don't mean
to toss that coin
for Morag and Jemmy's lives?

Oh, not theirs.

No, no, no.

See, you supplied the rations.

You should pay.

A gentleman's wager,
shall we call it? Heads you live, tails you die.

Mmm.

Seems Danu
was with you tonight, sir.

I do have one request
if ye dinna mind.

My son, Ian, your cousin,
is there wi' yer father.

His mother would be glad
if he wrote more often.

I'll tell him.

Now, are ye sure
I cannot accompany you inside
to buy yer passage?

You've done enough
for me already.

Ah. I shall see to it
that yer trunk is taken aboard.

Thank you.

Ye have Jamie's fire,
and I dinna just mean
his red hair.

Ye're a Fraser
through and through.

Yer father's going to be
so happy to meet ye.

Thank you, Uncle Ian.

Excuse me, miss?

I'm Joseph Wemyss.
Are ye travelin' alone?

No, my uncle is outside.

Should ye be in need of a servant,
might ye consider my daughter?

She's a fine cook
and a rare hand wi' a needle.

-I have no need of one.
-I beg of you, please.

There is a man
who desires her as a...

A concubine.

Then don't let him have her.

I have no choice.

Her contract and mine
have been bought

by a broker who plans
to sell her to the man

unless I find someone else
willing to secure her passage.

I'm going to North Carolina.

Better she be gone
from me forever
to some wild place,

than to be dishonored.

Please, just... Just meet her.

This is Elizabeth.

Lizzie.

Do your duty to the lady.

Your servant, Mistress.

I'd like to buy passage
on the Phillip Alonzo...

for two.

Yer name?

Brianna Randall.

Lizzie! Be sure
to say your prayers!