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Previously...

Brianna?
What are you doing here?

Looking for you.
That wasn't the plan.

I didn't know how to tell you
that I love you.

Come with me.

You'll marry me?

Yes.

I found the same obituary.

And you didn't tell me?

Screw you!

-Maybe I should just go back.
Maybe you should.

Darling, perhaps
ye'll change my luck.

It looks like one my mother had.
Where did you get this?

How much money
do you want for it?

But perhaps you could earn it.

I pay for my pleasures.

♪ 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 ♪

Oh, mistress?

It's fine, Lizzie.

Mistress, ye're bleeding.

Ye've been gone awhile.

Were ye with that man?

Yes.

Mistress...

-I can help.

Don't.

Go to bed, Lizzie.

Did he hurt ye?

Lizzie, please.

Ye have my hand here...

and my ear if ye need it.

Lizzie, please go to sleep.

There we are, and for you. Know where I might find the young woman
I was with yesterday?

Haven't seen her this morning.

Must be up
in her chamber still.

MacKenzie!

-Captain.
-Sit down.

Please. Hungry?

Not really.

Shame. Sit.

Mmm. Well...

Well, I'm pleased
that you joined us.

'Cause I don't have time
to send a man out

looking for the missing member
of my crew before departing.

I appreciate that, Captain,
but I intend to stay here.

Oh.

So, all was well
with your lass, then?

I told you to be sure
she was worth it. Huh?

Mmm. Captain knows best.

Indeed he does.

-Especially when it comes to women.

But yer lass will have to wait
for now, sailor.

Because ye'll be coming with us
to Philadelphia.

Uh, no, I told you I needed
to find my way to Wilmington.

Aye, you did.

And I told you it was but one
of our ports on the way.

Oh.

You weren't thinking
you'd forsake us,

abandon your duties
before our journey's end?

Oh...

Some more sage advice
for you there, Mr. MacKenzie.

My men do as they please
when they're ashore.

But if they are not aboard
when the time comes
to set sail,

they often find themselves
missing more than their wages.

I have friends in this town.

I'd sooner see you lose a lass
than a limb.

Ye'll be paid once the cargo's
unloaded in Philadelphia.

After that, where you go
and what you do
is your own business.

Limb or lass, Mr. MacKenzie?

Tell the young woman
I was here.

Is it morning?

'Tis well past
the noon bells, Mistress.

You didn't
have to wash them.

I don't want you
to exert yourself.
You've been ill.

Besides...

I won't be wearing them again.

Mebbe if ye took
some more rest,
ye might feel better.

I'll feel better
when we find a boat
to take us to Cross Creek.

-Not today.
-Yes.

I can't stay here any longer.

I have to see my Aunt Jocasta.

I was promised
she would be able to tell us
how to get to Fraser's Ridge.

-But ye need time to rest.
-Time is not
on my side, Lizzie.

I need to find my mother.

We leave today.

The man who was here
with me yesterday,

the Scottish man,
did he return?

Aye, he was here this morning.

He asked after you.

And then he left
with the crew of the Gloriana.

Do you know where they went?

To the ship.

The Gloriana?

The Gloriana's gone, m'dear.

She left on the morning tide.

I love you a little.

A lot. Passionately.

Not at all.

Mistress. Mistress!

Lizzie, you shouldn't
be running.

It isn't ladylike, remember?

Ye'll be glad that I'm no lady

when ye hear
what I'm to tell ye next.

Whist securing our provisions,
I spoke to a gentleman
in the street.

Had the look of
a Scotsman about him.

So marched
right up to him, I did.

We got to talking of this
and that and of all the Scots
in North Carolina,

and how some of them are doing
very well for themselves.

I suppose
you're gonna tell me
about each and every one.

Well, not all of them.

Those who make a show
of themselves, certainly.

Lizzie, what are you
talking about?

At the theater, the play
was brought to a halt

when the wife of a Scotsman
acted as a surgeon
and cut a man open...

to heal him.

Sounds like Mama.

He assured me that the husband
was of good Scottish stock.

A Mr. Fraser.

-That's the best of it.

Last night.

Here in Wilmington.

They're here?

He said Mr. Fraser's
over by McCabe's now.

Excuse me, have you seen
a tall, redheaded Scotsman?

Aye, he was here.
He, uh, went round the back.

Thank you.

What d'ye want here, lassie?

You.

I'm sorry, lass.
I'm a marrit man.

I meant it.

I have a wife.

Are you...

You're Jamie Fraser. Aren't you?

I am.

Who asks?

Have ye a message for me, lass?

My name is Brianna.

I'm your daughter.

Brianna?

Is it true?

It's you.

It's me.

Can't you tell?

Aye.

Aye, I can.

Hadna thought of you as grown.

Had ye in my mind
somehow as a wee bairn...

always.

As my babe. Never expected...

Oh.

Oh, dinna weep, lass.

Dinna weep,
a leannan.

Dinna be troubled.

It's all right.

M' annsachd.

It's all right.

You'll have not
seen your mother, then?

No.

Christ.

She'll be mad wi' joy.

Sassenach.

Mama.

Bree!

What...

Oh.

We die in a fire?

I knew
you'd found each other,

and I was just curious to know
more about your life together.

I came across
that old newspaper
with your names in it.

But I didn't expect to see--

News of our death.

Smudged date.

Unforgivable mistake
by the printer.

I didn't know
if it was ten years
from now or ten months.

I just knew I had to warn you
as quickly as possible.

Well, we've some time
either way.

-Ye'll, uh, come wi' us
to Fraser's Ridge?
-Of course she will.

We have a fair bit of land,
do we no, Claire?

There's still much to do,
but we have settlers
and some crops.

I traveled from Scotland
with a young woman, Lizzie.

It's a long story,

but, well,
she's indebted to me,
and I'm indebted to her.

She's welcome to join us.

Uncle Jamie.

I've seen to it that
the belongings and the casks
are on the Sally Ann.

Captain Freeman says... Pardon.

Didna ken ye were with company.

She's not company, lad.

She's...

Our daughter.

Brianna.

Yer cousin.

I know
it's a surprise,

but we'll explain it all later.

When it comes to ye, Auntie Claire,
I've learned it's better

not to ask too many questions.

Well, then...

Welcome, cousin.

So handsome.

Hmm?

Oh, his name's Rollo.

You are handsome, aren't you?

Roger's here in North Carolina?

Not anymore.

I didn't want him to follow me.

This was something
I wanted to do on my own.

But somehow he managed
to find me in Wilmington.

God, I was so mad at him,
that he risked his life...

but also really happy
to see him.

You're in love with him.

Yes.

We were handfast.

Then we got into
this huge fight.

And now he's headed
to Scotland,

and back through the stones. Over one argument?

Well, we were both upset.

He threatened to,
and I told him to go ahead.

That I didn't need him here.

I should have gone after him.

He sailed away this morning.

It's my fault.

Bree.

I missed you so much, Mama.

Oh, I've missed you too,
my darling.

I get a chill
down my back when we
pass through here.

Why?

The first time
we made this journey,
something terrible happened.

We were robbed.

The bastard and his men
took everything we had.

The worst of it is...

Is that Uncle Jamie
had helped this criminal
to regain his liberty.

I'm sure he was only trying
to do the right thing.

Aye.

Couldn't have foreseen it.

This man, Stephen Bonnet...

he had a... a way about him.

Ye ken?

Irish charm. He...

He fooled us all.

He slit our friend
Lesley's throat...

right in front
of Auntie Claire.

Stole her wedding ring, too.

Uncle Jamie's never
forgiven himself.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, it's just...

You paint such a vivid picture.

I can see it so clearly
in my mind.

No, I'm sorry.

I didna wish to scare ye.

Hey, ye needn't worry.

I'm sure 'tis only
in our nightmares
he can trouble us now, eh.

Did ye hear
more last night?

Still can't believe this...
this Roger left her alone.

Well, hopefully
once we reach home,
she'll tell me the full story.

We dinna need it
to see she's brokenhearted,

but we'll do what we can
to see it mended.

So, uh...

The news she brought.

Well, it certainly
is disconcerting.

Aye.

We could make sure
we're never in the cabin

the Sunday before January 21st.

Every year for a decade?

-Make a holiday out of it.

I dinna believe
it'll be as simple as that.

We havena had much luck
changing history in the past,
Claire.

Whoa.

Come on, lass.

Wow.

This is incredible.

Reminds me of Daniel Boone.

A man ye ken from yer time?

I don't know him, only of him.

And, no, he's...

Actually, he's alive now.

Daniel Boone's
a frontiersman.

He'll explore lands
further west over
those mountains.

They'll name towns after him.

Sorry, I don't...

It's fine.

He's used to it.

Aye.

Glad to see
ye're still breathing.

Yep.

Ye ken by now,
I'm not an easy man to kill.

Ah.
When did you arrive?

Last night. Thanks to you.

Tryon wants to have ye arrested
for conspiracy.

Ye have a spy among yer men.

Had.

I thought it wise
to make myself scarce
for a while.

I have a fine piece of land
set aside for ye.

Say the word and I'll make a start
on yer cabin.

Now, I have a surprise for ye.

The lad's done well for himself,
bringing back two lassies.

This is Brianna,

our daughter.

Brianna, this is
my godfather, Murtagh.

Hi.

What took ye so long, lass

Auntie Claire says
ye visited Lallybroch.

So, ye met my ma and da, then.

Just your father.

Your mother was away
helping with a birth.

I'm sorry, I don't remember
which of your siblings it was.

Dinna fash. We'll teach you
all their names.

-Aye, could be ages learning,
mind ye.

Yeah, I'm still having enough trouble
with Fergus and...

-Marsali.
-Marsali.

Ye'll meet them soon.

We hope they'll move here
in the spring.

Oh, and your father
asked me to convey a message.

Your mother would like you
to write more often.

Aw, yer ma chiding ye
from across the seas.

Aye, and if ye've any sense,
ye'll pay heed,

or no doubt she'll cross
the sea and tell ye herself.

-Been that way since she was a lass.

What was Jamie like as a boy?

-Ooh.
Och.

Best, uh,
clear away the cobwebs

if ye're to remember anything
from that time.

Well, then, there was a time

when wee Jamie
was sent off to foster
with his Uncle Dougal.

Oh, Christ.

He was around 14 or so.

Dougal had four daughters.

And Tabitha was the first girl
that Jamie ever kissed.

Oh, she was the first girl
to ever kiss me.

I was carrying
two pails of milk for her,

and Tib took me by the ears, kissed me.

Mwah.

So I spilled the milk.

Mmm. A memorable
first experience.

And my mother caught us
and told Dougal about it.

Aye, so the next morning,

Jamie wakes up to find Dougal
standing over him.

They had a very pleasant
conversation.

Dougal says that he would hate
to think that his nephew

could take advantage
of his daughter's feelings.

-That doesn't sound so bad.

Aye, but the whole time
that Dougal was talking,

he had one hand on his dirk,

and the other one resting
on Jamie's bollocks.

I didna look at a lass again
until I was 16.

Great.
I want to hear
more of these stories.

Plenty more
where that came from, lad.

I think
that's enough stories
for one night.

Oh, it's good
to have family around
the table again.

Aye.

I'll go fetch us
some more wood for the fire.

You'll never guess who I met.

Um...

King George?

Warm.

George Washington.

That's amazing.

I'd love to hear more about it,
but I, uh... I'm exhausted.

If you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna go to bed.

-Good night.
-Good night, lass.

Of course, darling.
I'll, uh...

I'll walk you to the shelter.

I can check in on Lizzie.

It's a shame
she wasn't feeling
well enough to join us.

The lass reminds me
of yer mother.

Same eyes.

Aye, she does.

And she's here.

Ye've suffered enough pain
in yer life.

I'm glad for ye, lad.

I just hope she can...

feel this place is her home.

She's still a stranger.

Give her time.

She'll come to know ye.

Checked in
on Lizzie again this morning,

and in better light,
it could be malaria.

I think an infusion
of Jesuit bark
will help with that.

I hope so.

She's been a good friend to me.

Hmm.

Daddy knew.

That you came back.

I saw the obituary
on his desk years ago.

I didn't realize
what it was at the time,

but I remembered it recently
when I found it again myself.

He knew you came back to Jamie.

Frank was an astute man.

He always knew my heart
was here.

I can see it, too.

I see why you had
to come back to Jamie.

It's quite a lot to take in...

being here.

It was for me.

It's quite overwhelming.

Damn it! God.

It's all right.
It's all right. Let me help.

Hey.

You know, you can talk to me
about Roger.

He's gone.

There's nothing
I can do about that now.

It's not as if I can phone him. Spend it wisely. Next.

Mr. MacKenzie.

Back to Carolina for you, is it?

As soon as I can make
my way aboard another ship.

You have Danu. I have Eros.

Forgive me, Captain,
but I wondered if I may have

one or two of those small gems
instead of coin as wages.

Huh.

Mmm.

The smaller ones, perhaps.

Eros must be
a difficult lord to serve.

Always a lassie.

Next.

Thanks.

Safe travels.

Christ.

Where in God's name
did ye learn to shoot
like that?

My father.

Frank.

I ken his name.

Yer mother told me about him.

Yeah.

He and I would camp out,
and he taught me to shoot.

So...

Ha.

It's a far cry from
the still cellar at Leoch.

It does make whisky,
though.

Of a sort.

The farmers from
the Ridge supply the barley

and help distribute the liquor.

So, does everyone always
call you "Young" Ian?

When I was a bairn,
it was "Wee" Ian.

Everyone always
just calls me "Bree."

Is that what you call her
when you shorten her name?

Aye.

Something wrong with Bree?

No, it's a Scots word.

It doesna translate.

Slàinte mhath.
Slàinte.

A bree means a disturbance?

Aye.

Among other things.

Well, you could have
told her that.

She's not some fragile piece
of glass that can break,
you know.

I dinna want to hurt the lass.

She's clearly heartsick
over this Roger.

I ken how she feels.

When I thought
I'd lost you forever,
breathing was a chore.

That's just a part of it.

She doesn't want to hurt you.

I've watched the two of you
the last few weeks

tiptoeing around
talking about Frank.

Perhaps you should
take her hunting with you.

It would take her
mind off Roger,

and you'd have some time
to spend together alone.

Brianna.

I'll be hunting up
the mountain.

Will ye come wi' me, lass?

So, what are we hunting?

Bees.

Bees?

How do you hunt bees?

Look for flowers.

It's good to spend time
with you, a leannan,
m' annsachd.

You called me that before.

What does that mean,
"a leannan"?

And the other word you said?

It means... Means my darling.

M' annsachd, my blessing.

Look.

Huh.

See, the hummingbirds
like to drink from
the long-throated flowers,

but the bees canna get inside.

They like the... the broad,
flat flowers like these.

They light on them and wallow

till they're all covered
over wi' yellow.

Watch.

See which direction they go.

A tree.

That's good.

Sometimes they hive
among the rocks,

and then there's
little ye can do.

Now, it's best to wait
until dark,

for then all the swarm
will be inside the hive.

How will you move the hive?

Once all the bees
have gone to their rest...

I'll, uh...

I'll blow a bit o' smoke...

into the hive,
keep them stunned.

And then wrap it in my bag.

Then once we've
returned home, ye'll see.

I'll place it in a bee gum,
and come the morning,

the bees will venture out,

looking around
for the nearest flowers.

Won't they realize they
aren't in their proper place?

And what'll
they do about it?

They've no means
to find their way back

and no home left here
to come back to.

Nah.

Nah, they'll be content.

Content in their new home.

I have a home.

I dinna wish to replace
your father.

He was a good man.

I feel disloyal to him
even being here with you.

I'm grateful to him.

He raised you
for yer mother's sake,
a child of another man...

a man he had no cause to love.

He stood by you both.

And he loved you...

even though
he didna see himself in you.

I had to give you to him.

Though I canna say I'm sorry
ye came back to me.

Sure I'm not a bree?

Disturbance, huh?

-Murtagh told me.

Aye, ye are.

As was yer mother
before ye, but...

ye're one I welcome.

Ye're my flesh and blood.

And since ye returned to me,
I'm finding ye're my...

my heart and soul as well.

So...

I will keep calling ye Bree,
if ye dinna mind it.

No.

I don't know what to call you.

You can call me Da, if ye like.

Da?

Is that Gaelic?

No.

It's only...

It's only simple.

Welcome back.

I'll put the kettle on,
shall I?

Good job.

You too.

Aye, look at that.
Mmm.

Can't sleep?

No.

Something bothering you?

Och.

Just a foolish regret.

These past few weeks
with our daughter...

mean so much to me.

Must we lose her?

I dinna want her to return
to her own time, Sassenach.

I wish she could stay here too.

For a while at least, but...

not forever.

She belongs back in her time.

It's safer there.

There's more opportunities
for her.

I know I mustn't grieve for it.

She...

She smiles in her sleep...

as ye say I do.

I remember Jenny

bending over each
of her newborn bairns,

watching them for hours.

I could watch Brianna like that
and never tire of it.

She's a gift...

from me to you...

and you to me.

And she called me Da.

Hmm.

Mistress.

Ye're awake so early.

I couldn't sleep.

I thought I heard ye crying
in the night.

Are you all right?

Just a bad dream.

Another one?

Ye've been having so many.

Lizzie, I'm fine. Honest.

Very well, then.

If ye dinna mind, I'll be going
with Ian to the mill today.

Of course.

I'm gonna pick herbs
with my mother.

I'll see you in a while?

Now, I know
you're missing Roger.

There's something else,
isn't there?

I wondered if you
could still do that.

Do what?

Read my mind.

Sort of hoped you could.

Well, I expect I'm
a little out of practice.

Give me a moment.

How far along are you?

About two months.

Didn't you or Roger think
to use any precautions?

I didn't think I needed
to pack condoms, Mama.

Of course.

I don't suppose Roger knows
about any of this...

given that he left
so soon after?

Well, um...

It might not be Roger's.

What?

It might not be Roger's baby.

All right.

Then, uh, whose?

Um...

There was...

this man...

at the Willow Tree Tavern. We started talking, and...

And...

And then I didn't fight him.

I didn't fight him hard enough.

Why the hell didn't I fight him?

-Brianna. Oh, Brianna.

No, it's not your fault.

Oh, my baby.

Oh, my baby.

How, uh...

How certain are you that...

Well, that the baby
isn't Roger's?

Well, he didn't...

I mean, Roger didn't, um...

Um...

Withdrawal method.

And when did the...

It was the same night.

Brianna.

I need to talk to you.

About Brianna.

She wants to leave.

No.

What?

She was raped.

In Wilmington.

Right after Roger left.

She only just told me today.

But there's something else.

She's pregnant.

Lizzie. What's the matter?

It's him.

Lord, it's... It's him.

Who?

Uncle Jamie.

Ian

What's wrong?

She saw a man that put
a fright into her, Uncle.

Near the road, sir.

She kent him.

Seen him before...

with Brianna.

At Wilmington. A brute of a man, he was.

Brianna was afraid of him.

He came close to her...

and held her by the arms.

Took her away with him.

And you let her go wi' him?

I should have gone after her,
but I was afraid, sir.

May God forgive me.

She...

She didna return
nigh till dawn.

She had bruises,
and her nose was bleeding.

And...

there was blood
on her petticoats.

And...

I could smell him on her.

His seed.

She was a virgin
when he took her.

I am her maid, sir.

I saw the blood.

And now he's come after her--

Are ye sure
this is the same man
who attacked her?

I'm sure of it.

D'ye think he's come
to claim her?

Go to the cabin.

Dinna breathe a word of this
to my wife or daughter. You understand?

O dear Mother.
O blessed Mother, what have I done?

Go! Ian, see her home.

Need some help?

Where did you get this?

Brianna, tell me.

Stephen Bonnet?

He's the man who...

I saw him with your ring,
and I offered to buy it
from him.

That's when it happened?

Why did you not tell me this?

I couldn't.

Ian told me about
what happened on the river.

And I knew that
you would feel awful

for what happened to me
because of the ring,

and Jamie would blame himself

because he helped
Bonnet escape.

If he knows,
he'll try to find Bonnet.

And I can't let him do that.

You've met the man, Mama.
You know what he's like.

You have to promise me
to keep this to yourself.

-No.
-Promise.

Good day, sir. Could you tell me
if Fraser's Ridge is near--

Someone's coming.
Someone's coming!

It's Tom Burley.

Get rid of him.

Should I kill him?

No. No, I won't make
a murderer of you.

Not that he doesn't deserve it.

One, two, three.

Go.

What d'ye want me
to do wi' him?

I dinna care.

Just get him out of my sight.