All language subtitles for Outlander s05e09_English

CLAIRE: Previously...

You found your penicillin.
(BOTH LAUGH)

No woman speaks to me
like that.

CLAIRE: What have you done?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

ROGER: Don't!

Roger, you spoke.

Whether ye're there
to hear or even if
my voice isn't able,

I'll always sing for you.

CLAIRE: My husband's
whiskey venture...

Well, it's barely
breaking even.

But a partner
with the right connections...

Mr. Bonnet will be
personally meeting
Mr. Alexander Malcolm,

purveyor of the finest whiskey
in the Carolinas.

Your men left because
you betrayed their trust.

I made you a captain
without time to prepare you

or teach you
what the word meant.

He doesn't have
any faith in me.

CHOIR:
* 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

* 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 *

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

WOMAN:
* Sing me a song

* Of a lass

* That is gone

* Say, could that lass

* Be I? *

**

Well, the heartbeat
sounds strong.

And baby's
in a perfect position.

Any day now.

You know, after two,

you could probably deliver
this baby all by yourself.

(LAUGHS) Maybe.

(CHUCKLES)

It does make me feel better
that ye'll be here.

Not so much as my physician,
but to share it with me...

As a...

As my ma.

(SOFT MUSIC)

**

CLAIRE: Time is marked
and measured
in different ways.

The colors of our lives
were changing.

The vibrant greens
of summer faded

beneath the ever-varied
canvas of sky,

replaced by the russet tones
of autumn,

brown hues of harvest,

and blue-violet shades
of indigo dye.

JEMMY: Dada.

Shit.

What? What is it?

Oh, something stung me.

(GIGGLES)

Mm, nasty sting
you got there.

(CHUCKLES)
Want me to blow on it?

Ye are a sadist.

(MOANS SOFTLY)

You must get it
from your father.

(BRIANNA CHUCKLES)
Shit.

(GIGGLES)

BRIANNA: Hmm.

What's this new word?

Must have got that
from his father.

Breakfast?

Mm, yes, please.

Eggs, please.

And then I think Jemmy
should go and see Lizzie
after breakfast.

ROGER: Mm.
JAMIE: Bree!

Roger Mac, ye there?

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Mm.
Where else would we be?

Coming!

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

JAMIE: Move yourselves.

No.

Come in.
No time to be lazin' about.

Josiah's seen
signs of game
west of the...

Ridge.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Uh, meat is meat,
see us through the winter.

(SIGHS) Could do
with a good marksman.

Um, I'm supposed
to be helping dye
the cloth today,

and I have been
really looking
forward to it.

Roger will go with you.

If ye're willing,
Roger Mac,

I need able-bodied
men, and...

Able-bodied ye are.

I'll wait outside.

(DOOR CLATTERS)

(SERENE MUSIC)

**

(RUSTLING)

JOSIAH: There.

Yeah, very good, lad.

JOSIAH:
'Tis no elk.

They have very tall antlers.

KENNY:
How will it be, Colonel?

Well, the wind's blowing
from the west.

We'll make our way down
to the bottom of the slope

so they willna catch
our scent.

Spread out.

Roger Mac and I will
come from behind
and drive them toward ye.

We'll take what we can.

Bring the horses.
Do what ye must.

We'll meet back at the Ridge
at the end of the day.

FERGUS:
Very good.

(GROANS)

I'm no great tracker,

but I've stepped
in enough of these

to know a cow pat
when I see one.

I hope
we're not hunting cows.

I'll be damned.

Only three cows on the Ridge.
It's not one of them.

It's still warm.

(ETHEREAL MUSIC)

**

ROGER: Oh, my God.

(RIFLE CLICKS)

(BUFFALO GRUNTS)

(GUNSHOT, BUFFALO GROAN)

Go. I must reload.

(BUFFALO GROAN)

Ah!
(HISSING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS, PANTING)

(SPEAKS GAELIC)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(PANTING)

A snake.
(GRUNTS)

Wee bugger
bit me on the leg.

Come and sit down.
Let's have a look.

(GRUNTS)

Where is it?

(WINCES, GRUNTS)

I think it's venomous.

(PANTING)

I'll have to cut it,
drain the poison

by sucking it out.

Wait.

Claire does this

before she sets herself
to cut someone.

(PANTING)

All right, go on, then.

(GROANING)

Again.
Quick, for God's sake.

(PANTING)

Aah! (GROANS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)
Enough!

Ye'll drain me dry.
(SPITS, COUGHS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

(SPITS, GROANS)

I've made more of a mess
than the snake did.

(PANTS)

(GROANS)

Oh, there's
no sign of anyone.

Can ye walk?

(GRUNTING)

Go find the others.

(PANTING)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

'Tis a good day
for dyeing.

(BOTH LAUGH)

I hope you mean
the cloth, Lizzie.

It sounds so ominous.
Aye.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Did you always know
you wanted to be a doctor?

(SCOFFS) No.

Never really allowed myself
to dream of such a career.

It wasn't easily
available to women
when I was your age.

And then being a nurse,

that was about as much
as I could have hoped for.

You seemed pretty
single-minded about it
later on, though.

Well, I had to be
determined.

No one was going
to open the door for me.

But if you're
lucky enough

to know what it is
that you're meant to be...

What if you don't know?

Or if you do know,
but you just can't do it?

Well, for most people,

life as they find it
is often the life they lead.

Now, is this
about Roger

or you?

Both.

We talked about
maybe teaching
here at the Ridge.

It just made me think
about how I can't apply
my calling here.

Oh, sometimes it's doctor,
healer, a witch...

But I'm not afraid
of what they call me,

'cause that's what
I was born to be

and will be till I die.

Uh, if I were
to lose you...

Or Jamie,

I would never
be quite whole.

But I would always
have that left.

You're an engineer,
Bree.

And whatever it is
they call that here,

you just have to find
a way to be that.

And what about Da?
Does he know what he is?

(LAUGHS)
Oh, he knows.

A laird?
Is that what
you call him?

Is he content
with that?

A laird,
a husband, father...

Those are
no small things to be.

Be patient.

If going back to our time
isn't a possibility,

Roger will find
his purpose...

(PEACEFUL MUSIC)

And so will you.

**

(FOREBODING MUSIC)

**

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(GRUNTS, PANTING)

(WINCES, GROANS)

(RIFLE CLICKS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BARKING)

MURDINA: They're back.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MARSALI: How did you do?
FERGUS: No luck.

Nothing at all?

We followed
a small herd
of buffalo,

but they moved off
more quickly than
we thought they might.

Did Uncle Jamie manage
to find anything
on his way back?

No, they haven't
returned yet.

We thought
they were with you.

How far did you go?

To the other side
of the Ridge,

near the boundary
of your land.

We got separated
in the hunt.

We said we'd meet here
come dusk.

Maybe milord decided
to make camp.

(BRUSH SCRAPING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(GRUNTS)

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

**

(GROANING SOFTLY)

Fair is fair.

No sign
of the men, then?

No.

But perhaps they'll see
the smoke from our fire.

(JAMIE BREATHING HEAVILY)

(COUGHS, WHEEZES)
How are ye?

Well.

(SIGHS)
Well enough.

Are ye sure?

I have pins and needles
in my fingers,

and my lips are numb.

(GRUNTING)

Is it usual,
d'ye ken?

Have you been drinking
too much whiskey?

(LAUGHS)

No, I thought I might
need that more later.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

And what would they do
in yer time for a snakebite?

They'd inject you with
something called antivenom.

A venom to battle the venom.
(CHUCKLES WEAKLY)

In a way, aye.

Here.
(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Get some rest.
We'll leave
at first light.

(GROANING SOFTLY)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

**

R-Roger?

I'm here.

D'ye ken the last rites?

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

No.

Ye won't be needing
them anyway.

Ye're not going to die.

We both read
that obituary.

Aye, I'm to burn
in a fire, but...

I feel I'm... I'm burning up
as we speak, Roger Mac.

I know a prayer
for the sick.

And before you ask,
no, it's not in Latin.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Try to get
some more rest.

Roger...

Ye must kill
Stephen Bonnet.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

If I canna,
you must do it.

**

He's alive.

I know.

Brianna overheard you
and Lord John talking
at the wedding.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

There's a man...

Philip Wylie,
indebted to me yet.

He's arranged for Bonnet
to smuggle my whiskey

if-if Bonnet agrees
to a meeting.

Lord John
kens the particulars.

I don't know
if I could take
another man's life...

Even one who's done
what Bonnet has done.

Ye must.
(GRUNTING)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

If I canna do it,
ye must.

Claire told me
yer father,

Jeremiah, fought in
the second Great War.

Ye would have, too,
if ye'd been of age.

Aye, I suppose,
but that's different.

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

When a man is standing there
before you, flesh and blood,

with fear in his eyes...

Bonnet stood
before me once.

I saved him from his
rightful fate at the gallows.

He murdered my friend,

attacked my wife...

And Bree, he...

If I hadna done that...

But ye did, and it's done.
Ye can't change it.

Perhaps this is my penance.

Unfortunately for you,

the son must pay for the sins
of the father,

for my mistakes.

You must do this.

It's a hell of a time
to get philosophical.

No time
like the present.

And ye're
a university professor...

(GRUNTING)

Or so everyone keeps
telling me.

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS, VOMITS)

(COUGHS)

(SPITS, GROANS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

If-if I'm to die tonight,
Roger Mac,

promise me ye'll look
after Claire and the Ridge.

Nonsense.

We don't have to worry
about any of this

because ye're
going to live.

It's a dangerous path
to go down... Vengeance.

Jocasta bequeathed
River Run to yer son.

Bonnet has waged
a war on us.

We're defending our family,
our beliefs,

those that
come after us...

Wee Jemmy.

I have reason to believe

Bonnet will try to claim
yer son as his own.

He'll have witnesses
from the tavern

Bree was willing
to lay with him...

For a silver ring.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

"But whosoever shall offend
those little ones

"who believe in me,
better for him

"that a millstone
were hanged
about his neck

"and that he were drowned
in the depth of the sea."

Matthew,
chapter 18, verse 3.

Verse 6.

(SCOFFS)

(MUTTERS)

Bonnet's crimes are
unforgivable.

Better we rid
this earth of him,

that he may never
harm another being.

There's a fine line
between a monster and a hero.

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(PANTING)

Ye're here

because of yer love for Bree.

She wouldna be alive

if Claire and I hadna
changed things.

Even though I blamed you
for hesitating to come back...

I'm glad ye're here.

I have to have faith
the Lord has a plan.

If you want me
to face Bonnet,

you're gonna have
to teach me to fight.

Roger Mac...

(GRUNTS)

I will...

If I live.

**

(HORSE GRUNTS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

(GRUNTS)

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

(GRUNTS, PANTING)

What is this,
the Bed of Procrustes?

(SIGHS, BREATHING HEAVILY)

Well, it could be worse...

Could be Charon's boat.

Ah, if I go to hell, I'm...

Glad ye're coming with me.

(LAUGHS)

Well, thankfully, you have not
lost yer sense of humor.

God, I'm not even sure
what direction I'm going.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Stop.

What's wrong?

Nothing that isna
already wrong.

Look up, Roger Mac.

ROGER: The wind's blowing
from the west.

Follow it home.

(BREATHING HEAVILY, GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

If I die,
Claire must leave.

Send her, make her go.

Ye should all go,

if the bairn can pass
through the stones.

It's not safe
you here without me.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Tell Bree
I'm glad of her.

Give my...sword
to the bairn.

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

And tell Claire I...
I meant...

I meant it.

**

Almighty God,
out of the depths,
I cry to You.

Lord, hear my voice,
don't let this man die.

Lord have mercy.

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

**

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

Roger!

Uncle Jamie!

Roger!
Uncle Jamie!

Roger?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GROANS)

YOUNG IAN: (DISTANTLY)
Uncle Jamie!

Roger!
(HOARSELY) Hello.

(COUGHS, CLEARS THROAT)

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(WEAKLY)
Over here!

Over here!

Uncle Jamie!
(DISTANT POUNDING)

MAN: Roger!

(ROLLO BARKS)

(DISTANT POUNDING)

(ROLLO BARKS)

Hiyah, come on.

**

(GRUNTING)

(ROGER PANTING)

(GRUNTS, PANTING)

(GRUNTS)
(ROLLO BARKING)

Rollo?

(SNIFFING)

(ROLLO BARKS)

Roger!

ROGER: He was
bitten by a snake.

Let's get him on the horse.

(JAMIE PANTS, GRUNTS)

I've never seen
anything like it before.

(GRUNTS)

Dinna tell me
ye don't have
snakes in yer time.

Yes, but...

You wouldn't
usually call a surgeon
about a snakebite.

The closest thing
I've come to is

when a man got bitten
by a king cobra,

my friend invited me
to watch the autopsy.

Autopsy?

What ye did to
Leith Farrish? (SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

You like you've been
roasted over a spit.

You should work on
your bedside manner,
Sassenach.

(GRUNTS)
Bree...

You stay with your father.

Marsali.

What will we do?
D'ye have something
ye can give him?

I'm going to
need you to get

everyone to look
for some maggots...

To eat the dead flesh.

It should help
stave off infection.

Tell me...

Is it bad?

Yes.

Can ye cut it out?

No, the venom's
in his blood,

and his body
will have to fight it.

I'll make
an onion poultice.

That should help
clean the wound.

I'll give him some
of the penicillin broth.

Though...

I'm not sure
how potent it'll be
if I give it to him orally.

Damn yer needle be broken.

Roger said Jamie
was vomiting.

That seems to have stopped.

And Fergus said that he was
making snide remarks

about the sled Roger made.

Those are good signs.

Yes.

But if his leg turns
gangrenous, then...

Then...

I'll have the whole Ridge
out looking for maggots.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

(SHOVEL SCRAPING)

(JAMIE MOANS SOFTLY)

JAMIE: Did, uh,
any of the men
take a buffalo?

(CHUCKLES)
I do ken I shot one.

No.

They came back
empty-handed.

JAMIE: Huh.
Josiah won't stop
berating himself

for letting them
get away.

(JAMIE CHUCKLES, GRUNTS)

Penicillin broth.

Lucky for you, this doesn't
have to get injected
into your bum.

Aye, good.
(CHUCKLES WEAKLY)

I've had enough
of yer needles
for one lifetime.

(CHUCKLES)
(JAMIE COUGHS WEAKLY)

(JAMIE COUGHS)

Is there anything else
I can do to help?

(WHISPERING)
Marsali has everyone out
looking for maggots.

I'm sure she could
do with some help.

(GRIM MUSIC)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

**

You feeling any better?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Huh...

I thought I was,
but now I'm not so sure.

Why?

It's only...

When you scold me
like a magpie,

I k-ken I'm gonna be
all right.

(CHUCKLES)

And when ye're
tender as milk...

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Ye havena called me
any wicked names

or uttered any words
of reproach

since I came home,
Sassenach.

(CHUCKLES)

Does this mean ye think
I'm dying?

Fine.

You fool...

(COUGHS)
Stepping on a snake.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Why didn't you look
where you were going?

Ah, not while

ch-chasing
a thousand-weight
of meat downhill.

You scared
the hell out of me.

Ye think
I wasna frightened, too?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You are not allowed.

Only one of us gets to be
frightened at any time.

Right now it's my turn.

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

**

(SIGHS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(JAMIE GRUNTS)
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(JAMIE GRUNTS)
What on earth
are doing up?

(PANTING)

I ken what ye're thinking,
and I willna have it.

I'm not gonna die,
and I dinna wish

to live my life
with half a leg.

I've a horror of it.
(WINCES)

I'm not too keen
on the idea either,
but...

If it's a choice
between your leg
and your life...

It's not.

Jamie, it may be.

It won't.
Fine.

Just give me
the bloody thing,
and I'll put it away.

Yer word.

My what?
Yer word.

I may be fevered
and lose my wits.

Not if ye
to take my leg

and not be in a state
to stop it.

If you're in that state,

then I won't have a choice.

Perhaps you won't,
but I-I do.

And I've made it.

(SOMBER MUSIC)

**

Nothing.

I'm looking
for dead rabbits.

Hey...

You did everything
you could.

Here.

I was hoping that
if I got him home
to Claire in time...

He'll be fine.

He's too stubborn
not to be.

Is there
something else?

If the worst should happen,
he wants me to go

to a place
called Wylie's Landing.

For what?

A plan has been put
into motion

to find
and kill Stephen Bonnet.

**

Yer Da thinks Bonnet

could have the right
to take Jemmy away from us.

He attacked me.

Well, people of
this time see the child
as proof that...

That you were
a willing participant,

because God
wouldna allow a child

to be conceived through...

Rape.

You're Jemmy's father.

We were married
already.

Doesn't the law
protect you?

We were alone
when we handfasted.

There were
a hundred witnesses
at our wedding

after Jemmy was born.

Possession is
9/10 of the law.

I don't think
the law means much
to a man like Bonnet.

(AX SCRAPING)

Say something.

Let's just find
these damn maggots.

There's nothing dead here.

**

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

**

Found some!

Ooh, here we go.

(CRIES)
Oh, dinna fuss, baby.

Hey, we'll go in in a second,
once I've got these in.

(SIGHS)

Here we...
(BUFFALO SNORTS)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

**

(CRYING)

(LIZZIE SCREAMS)

(BUFFALO GRUNTING)
(WHIMPERS)

Hey!
Here, here!

Come over here!

Here, here.
(JEMMY WHIMPERS)

Here.
Come on, this way.
Come here, here.

Here. Come on.

Yeah, come on. Here!

Come on, follow me.

(JEMMY CRYING)
(BUFFALO GRUNTS)

Here. Over here, come on.

Come on, come on!
(BUFFALO GRUNTS)

This way, come on.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

CLAIRE: Bree!

(BUFFALO ROARS)
(YELPS)

(BUFFALO MOANS)

(COUGHS, PANTING)

(GRUNTS)
(JEMMY CRYING)

Oh, shh, shh.

Shh.
Ow.

(CONTINUES CRYING)

(CLATTER)
(JAMIE GRUNTING)

Aah! (PANTING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

CLAIRE:
What in God's name
were you thinking?

(MOANING SOFTLY)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(SIGHS) Josiah
found these in a dead...

Never mind.
Uh, we have some.

That's all that matters.

Great.
Thank you.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

How is it, man?

I'll do.

ROGER: Oh,
these suckers
won't hurt.

They'll tickle
something fierce, mate.

(CHUCKLES WEAKLY)

He's a great comfort,

that Roger Mac.

(PEACEFUL MUSIC)

**

(JAMIE CHUCKLES WEAKLY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Be honest.

His body's
defeating the venom.

But the infection
in his leg...

It's bad.

It's too deep for
the maggots to make
any difference.

If only I had a way
of getting penicillin

into his bloodstream,
but...

**

(SIGHS)

Roger Mac.

Aye.
Do you need something?

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

I wish to sleep in my own bed.

Um...

Ferrying you about is becoming
an everyday occurrence.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(GRUNTING)

God, the thought
of amputating...

Just makes me sick.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

Can't we just wait
a little bit longer

and see if the maggots
take effect?

But if there isn't
any improvement,

then I don't
have a choice.

Except that
he made me promise
that I wouldn't do it.

At least he'll be alive
to be mad at you.

Except every time
that he would look down,

it'll be a constant
reminder that...

That I was the one
who did it to him...

That I didn't
keep my word.

(ROGER GRUNTING)

Come help me!

(ALL GRUNTING)

Come.

(ALL GRUNTING)

Where are you
moving him?

To his bedroom.

Why?

(PANTING) I want to be
in my own bed.

But surely
you should listen
to Auntie Claire.

Stay there
so she can heal
your leg properly.

(JAMIE AND ROGER PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

She thinks
the only way
to do that

is by taking it off.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Come on.

And what good would I be
with only one leg?

(GRUNTS)

Well, did ye ever
say that to my father
or to Fergus?

Fergus was
but a-a wee lad
when he lost his hand.

(ALL GRUNT, PANTING)

And what difference
does that make?

(PANTING)

He and yer father
are far more
courageous than me.

Or not as proud
or as stubborn.

They're still the same.
It's still them.

It is a matter of honor.

They lost hand and leg
in battle.

There's nothing
honorable about being
bitten by a snake.

Maybe I should go.

No, stay.

I want someone else
to hear this.

You know,
there were times
I felt guilty

when I was younger
for wishing
you were my father.

I admired you
so much,

I ran away to Edinburgh
to be with ye.

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)

But ye're right.

Now I do see how courageous
my father was and is.

I never thought I'd see
the day I'd be ashamed
of ye, Uncle.

(BREATHING SHARPLY)

**

What on earth is going on?

I, um...

I'm just gonna go
and see about a thing.

(GRUNTING SOFTLY)

I had to move,
Sassenach, because...

(BREATHES SHARPLY)

I willna have you
sleeping in the surgery

or on the floor.

Ye'll sleep with me.

(SOMBER MUSIC)

**

What is it?

It's nothing.

Oh, you're a terrible liar.

We were just talking
about you is all,
Roger and I,

saying it would be a shame
if you had left Marsali

and walked all the way here
to see Uncle Jamie,

because he's tired.

But I did walk all the way
out here to see him,

and I did leave Marsali.

So I'll go
and see him quickly.

I think he's resting.
Maybe wait until later.

What is it?
Where is he?

Auntie Claire thinks she might
have to amputate if...

If it gets worse.

Why don't you want me
to see him?

You don't think
I can take it?

No, I ken you can, but...

I'm not so sure about him.

He's stubborn.

He doesna want
to lose his leg.

He's acting like
it's the worst
possible thing

that can happen
to a man, and...

Well, I didna want
you to be upset.

In one stroke, he's going
to be a man of leisure.

What?

It's what I told him
when it happened to me...

That I would depend upon him,
and he would be there for me.

It was our agreement,

if I lost an ear
or a hand
in his service.

(INHALES DEEPLY)
I was teasing him.

"Man of leisure," eh?

Well, I can't wait to
hear what Marsali
has to say about that.

Oh, I'm sure she'll have
plenty to say.

She's seen what it's like
to live with me.

You know...

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Marsali and I
try not to think
about what we lack

but about what we have.

You and I have a father
and an uncle.

We should be there for him
when he needs us.

That's all we can do.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

(GASPS)

(SOFTLY) Sassenach.

What?

Sleep beside me.

(BREATHING SHARPLY)

Okay.

(BREATHING SHARPLY)

How do you feel?

Like a pile of moldy tripe...

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

With maggots.
(CHUCKLES)

(BREATHES SHARPLY)

You'd laugh on your deathbed,
wouldn't you?

(BREATHING SHARPLY)

Does it hurt much?

No.

Just feel tired.

It's no wonder you do.

(BREATHING SHARPLY)

Dinna leave me.

I could never leave you.

I'm cold...

Sassenach.

Touch me.

Touch me before I sleep.

Jamie.

Jamie.

**

Jamie.

No, no, no, no.
You stay with me.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

No. No.

Here, I'm here.

(SMOOCHES, SNIFFLES)

No, don't leave me.

You're not leaving me.

Stay with me.

I'm right here.

(WHEEZES)

(GASPS)

(MOANS SOFTLY)

That's it, yeah.
(MOANS)

Okay.
(MOANING SOFTLY)

Ye gave me yer word.

Now I'm giving it back.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

When the time comes...

Ye may take my leg.

**

ROGER: I don't know
why I even took it.

Just felt compelled,
for some reason.

I thought maybe if Claire
knew the species,
it might help.

It's stupid, really.

Wait.

Don't.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

* *

Smell it.

(SPEAKS FRENCH)

(FERGUS SPEAKING FRENCH)

Okay? Better?

This one,
you can pick it up.

Yeah, pick one.
Touch it, just...

This one, pick it up.
Pick it up.

Fergus.
Pick it up.

Fergus.
What is it?

(MOANING)

(MOANS)
(FERGUS MUTTERS)

Uh, I'll go fetch
milady, all right?

There's no time.

Oh, this one's
not waiting.

Oh! Ye're not going anywhere!

(MARSALI GROANING)

I'm here.

(GRUNTS, EXHALES DEEPLY)

(GRUNTS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(SIGHS)
Here.

**

Where the hell
is everyone?

I need more
than one pair
of hands for this.

When it's done,
take the leg and bury it...

And never tell me
where it is.

I'm sorry, Uncle.

I didna mean
what I said
to you before.

Aye, ye did.
You meant it.

You were right to say it.
(SIGHS)

It's all right.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(MUTTERS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

We're ready...

(SIGHS)
I suppose.

If you're
inclined to pray,

then now would be
a good time.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

You'll need this.

(EXHALING SHARPLY)

(DOOR OPENS)

BRIANNA: Wait.

Did you know that pit vipers
have beautiful engineering?

Their fangs are connected
to a venom sac in their cheek.

So when they bite down,
the cheek muscles squeeze
the venom out of the sac,

down through the fang
and into their prey.

What?
Mama, their fangs
are hollow.

Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ.
You made a syringe.

Is that the same snake?

Fair's fair.

**

Brace yourself.

(GRUNTING)

Beautiful engineering indeed.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(BABY CRIES)

CLAIRE: I'm so sorry
I missed your arrival.

But I'm very happy
that you're healthy
and safe.

We're going
to call her Felicite.

Oh.

It's beautiful.

**

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

I wanted to wait to be sure
ye were fine before I, um...

Well, I'd like to
point out that you are,
in fact, alive.

Hmm.

I didna think
ye'd be one to gloat...

Professor.

(CHUCKLES)

I wasn't gonna pass up
this opportunity.

I may never
get another one.

Hmm.

I want you to know...

You are no longer
under any obligation to

fulfill my dying wish.

I know.

**

But I still want
to go with you
to Wylie's Landing.

I want to be there
when you

meet Stephen Bonnet.

(CAT PURRS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

**

You tried to die on me,
didn't you?

That's why you had Roger
and Ian bring you in here.

Yeah, it wouldn't
have taken much effort.

And not dying
was harder.

Jamie.

Aye.

I may have
resigned myself to die,

but that was...

That was
before I made my choice.

When I realized
my heart was slowing,

the pain was growing
further away...

The fever faded
from both body and mind,

leaving the mind clear.

I saw it...

Saw what?

(GRUNTING)

I-it wasn't
a-a door exactly,

more of a passageway
of some kind.

And I could go through it
if I wanted,

and I did want to.

I knew what lay
behind me, too.

I realized in that moment,
I had a choice...

Go forward or turn back.

And that's when you asked me
to touch you?

I knew ye were the one thing
that could bring me back.

So why did you
choose to stay?

'Cause ye need me.

(CHUCKLES)

But not because
you love me?

Whether I'm dead...
Or you...

(CHUCKLES)

Whether we're together
or apart...

I will always love you.

There's a war coming.

God has made me
what I am.

He's given me a duty.

And I must do it,

no matter the cost.

Well, whatever
the reason,

James Fraser,

you made
the wise choice.

**