All language subtitles for Outlander.S05E10_track3_eng

CLAIRE: Previously...

GERALD:
You're to be congratulated.

Your son is now the
proud owner of River Run.

I can procure you
whatever you wish.

I know an Irish
seafaring gentlemen

who does business
in Wilmington.

My husband's
whiskey venture...

Mr. Bonnet doesn't
do business with people
he doesn't know.

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

You must kill
Stephen Bonnet.

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

A plan has been
put in motion

to find and kill
Stephen Bonnet.

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 you were
a willing participant.

BRIANNA:
I could have been brave.
I could have fought.

I hate myself
for what happened.

You couldn't have stopped it.
I could have tried harder.

It took courage
not to fight.

If ye did, he would
have killed ye.

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? *

GERALD: The time has come
to approach the magistrate
with our request.

Obviously,
your occupation...

Makes matters
a-a-a bit more difficult.

A gentleman
has no occupation.

Precisely,
and that is why,
as your lawyer,

I advise you to be more
discreet with your dealings.

You have allies among
the wealthy.

You've been exonerated
for your crimes.

But for now,
I recommend
that you lie low.

I'd like to lay low
under my regular mare there.

(WOMEN LAUGHING)

People might turn
a-a blind eye

to smuggling tobacco
or whiskey,

but there have been
rumblings that you're
trading commodities

of a female nature.

My business is none
of their business.

Do you want custody
of your son or not,
Mr. Bonnet?

I've made allies
due to those very
dealings, Mr. Forbes.

They owe their wealth
and influence in part to me,

as do you.

So I suggest
you start to behave
more as my lawyer

and less as my priest.

Oh, you have a priest?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I need you to consult
with the magistrate.

When will we have
his signature, sir?

I've provided him
with the names
of the witnesses

from the tavern,

and I've confirmed
that they will attest

to the circumstances
on said evening.

We should have
a signature by the
end of the week,

and young Jeremiah
will be with his father.

Huh.

From your lips
to God's ears,
Mr. Forbes.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

If we might discuss
the matter
of my compensation.

I'm no fortune teller...

But once I claim my son,
I foresee an unlucky accident

for Jocasta Innes
and her new bridegroom.

Such a shame,
them being married
for so short a time.

How she chose
that old buffoon
I'll never know.

And she humiliated me
during my courtship
with her niece.

When River Run's mine,
you'll get your money.

The agreed upon 20%.

We'll have a dram
on the front porch
in celebration.

I look forward to it.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

In the meantime,

Mistress Innes
has asked to see me.

I'm intending to sail up
on the Sally Ann

to Cross Creek tomorrow.

Not a word
of this to anyone.

Confidentiality
is my livelihood.

(GLASSES CLINK)

I have a really
bad feeling
about this.

I want Bonnet
out of our lives
for good...

And nowhere near you
or our son.

Getting rid of Bonnet
is for the greater good.

Yes.

Though I still don't trust
Philip Wylie,

even though he stands
to make a lot of money
from this deal.

I think
he'll keep his word.

But what if he doesn't?

Well, if he doesn't,
I'll likely be dead.

So if ye could
find the time,

I'll appreciate it

if ye'll make him
suffer for it.

(DOOR CREAKS OPENS, CLOSES)

JAMIE: Ah, here comes
our go-between now...

Mr. Alexander Malcolm.

Glad you could join us.

Well, Uncle, is this
what ye had in mind?

Even better.

What about my markings?

CLAIRE: I'll help you
find some clay
to cover them up.

Though we don't
have to fool them
for very long.

We must get
to Wylie's Landing
before the parley.

We'll leave at dawn.

If we've no' return
to Wilmington in two days,

go back to the Ridge.

If you don't return,
we're coming to find you.

I thought
ye might say that.

Dinna fash.

Bonnet's only a man.

And nothing more.

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

**

MAN: It is rather
small, isn't it?

Well, sometimes
the smallest things in life
are the most useful.

What use
do you have for it?

Well, it will
be an instrument,
uh, for a physician.

It will hold
medicinal liquid.

(SCOFFS)
But it has a hole
on both sides.

It's not finished yet.

The smith is going
to make something
for the bottom

and a needle
to put in the top.

It's a syringe.

Ah, I've heard of those,

usually a tube fitted
with a piston.

Aren't syringes
made of brass?

Well, usually, yes.

But I prefer when
they're made of glass.

It's easier
to sterilize,

clean,

to use before you heal.

Well, I did blow a glass tube
for a thermometer last spring.

I suppose a glass tube
is a glass tube.

Come back again
in a few days' time.

I'll see what I can do.

CLAIRE:
Thank you.

(SIGHS)
Well, that's one down.

Let's hope
the smith doesn't think

we're practicing witchcraft
asking for a hollow needle.

(CHUCKLES)
No kidding.

When was
the hypodermic needle
invented, again?

Not for a while yet.

I really need one.

You've seen your father.

He has a knack for almost
getting himself killed

every time
he gets out of bed.

I swear that man
is like a cat.

Got nine lives,
if not more.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

(SIGHS)

What if he doesn't
come alone?

I'm sure he won't.

He'll bring his sailors
wi' him.

What do ye ken about them
from yer voyage?

They sail with him
like they eat scorpion fish,

only when they're hungry
and have no other options.

His sailors
follow his commands
out of fear, not love.

So long as we take care
not to give them reason
to think we're a threat,

I don't think they'll be
much troubled

about Bonnet's fate.

Hmm. Except
they'll be in need
of new employment.

Keep yer wits
about ye.

This is our one chance.

There may not be another.

BRIANNA:
So we've got the kelp
for the iodine.

And what else
are we looking for?

CLAIRE:
Well, certain shells...

I can grind them down
to use their calcium.

And maybe some sponges
to use in surgery.

I can do shells.

I'll save some
for Jem.
Hmm.

Maybe I'll make him a mobile,
might make him sleep better.

(FOREBODING MUSIC)

**

When he comes,
I want to be
the one to kill him.

**

Now ye're telling me.

You said it yourself,
he's just a man.

I ken what I said.

I know what
you're thinking.

I've never killed a man
or fought in battle.

I'm no marksman and only
a half-decent swordsman,

but he's mine.

I will take him.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Brianna's yer daughter,
but she's my wife.

**

So...

Don't hesitate.

Dinna challenge him.
Kill him the moment
you have the chance.

If you fall, Roger Mac,
know I will avenge ye.

And if you fall,
I will avenge you.

A bargain, is it?

A rare bargain indeed.

(BRIANNA SQUEALS)
(BOTH LAUGH)

(CLAIRE SIGHS)
Wait. Is that
what I think it is?

(ETHEREAL MUSIC)

CLAIRE: Wow.

(SIGHS)

We didn't often get
to see sights like that
in our time.

**

There's so much here
that's unspoiled.

There's so many
of them now.

CLAIRE: And to think
by the end of
the 19th century,

whalers had all
but wiped them out.

I can see why Melville
was inspired
to write about them.

God, I love
Moby Dick.
Yeah, me too.

I remember seeing
a whale fluke off
of Cape Cod once.

Remember when we used to race
there on the beach
when I was little?

(GIGGLES)

(CHUCKLES)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(UPBEAT FOLK MUSIC)

**

(BOTH PANTING)

Man, that is not
as easy in a corset.

(LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)
I think I'm getting old.

(BOTH PANTING)

All right, I'm gonna
live dangerously,

dip my toes
in the water.

Oh, you're braver
than I am.

I think I might go search
for some more shells.

(SEAGULLS CRYING)

(SIGHS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

**

(LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

**

DUFF: Are you Malcolm?
YOUNG IAN: Aye.

You must be Captain Bonnet.

Pleased to finally make
your acquaintance.

No, Captain's not coming.

He sent us to inspect
the goods.

YOUNG IAN:
But that wasn't
the arrangement.

Arrangement's changed.

YOUNG IAN: Why?
He had business elsewhere.

You want the whiskey put
on the ship or not?

**

Where are the barrels?

(GRUNTS)

DUFF:
Where are the goods?

Do you know whose time
you're wasting?

The barrels
are in the shed.

(TENSE MUSIC)

**

Aah!

(DUFF MOANING)

What took you so long?

You were doing so well,
I didna think
you needed the help.

(DUFF GROANS)

Where's Stephen Bonnet?

Who wants to know?
Where is he?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

JAMIE:
Answer the question.

Where's Stephen Bonnet?

(SIGHS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

They say the sea lives
inside every shell.

**

Can you hear it,
the sea calling?

What are you doing here?

I was walking down
the thoroughfare
in Wilmington

when I saw you
from afar.

I thought to myself,
"Doesn't she look familiar?"

You see,
I never forget a face...

Neither yours
nor your lovely daughter's.

(GRUNTS)

She seems
to have inherited
your beauty.

How's my son?

Does he resemble
his handsome father?

You don't have a son!

You're misinformed.

Your daughter
told me as much
to my face.

I think I found...

Bree, run!

(CLAIRE GASPS)
No.

(YELPS)

CLAIRE: Go!
I am not leaving you.

(PANTS)

(GUN COCKS)

Let her go.
Shoot him!

Let her go!

BONNET:
Put that down,

or I'll cut her throat
on the count of three.

(CLAIRE PANTING)
One, two...

Wait! Wait.

(CLAIRE PANTING)

I'll let your mother go...

As long as you
come along with me.

It's my son and you
I'm wanting.

(BOTH GRUNT)

(GUN CLICKS)
(GRUNTS)

**

**

(MOANS SOFTLY)

(SEAGULLS CRYING)

Bree!

Brianna!

(WHIMPERS)

**

(BREATHING RAPIDLY)

Would you like some tea?

Where are we?

You're safe on my island.

Where the hell
is my mother?

I left her on the beach.
I have no quarrel with her.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

We have a quarrel
with you.
Still?

It's not because I couldn't
remember your name
in the jail, is it?

Can't we just let
bygones be bygones?

I have something for you.

(DARK MUSIC)

(OBJECTS CLATTER GENTLY)
(BONNET GRUNTS SOFTLY)

**

(CHUCKLES)

For our son.

He's not our son.

His father is my husband,
Roger MacKenzie.

I know you had to tell him
that the boy was his,

but you and I
know the truth.

We made him...

And there's
no denying that.

I want to do right
by you and him...

To be a real father.

I have something
for you, too.

It's Brianna.

Where is she?

Bonnet has her.

(HORSE GRUNTS)

**

BONNET: You look
so beautiful in your gift.

Please come in.

(DOOR CLOSES)
Am I supposed to pull out
the chair for you?

(CHUCKLES)

Please sit down.

Please.

When we're at River Run,

we'll have better servants
to do this for us.

You mean slaves.

Is it the master of the house
who's supposed to do it?

Should I pass this
with both hands?

You'll teach me.

I don't think anyone
can teach you a damn thing.

(CHUCKLING)
"A damn thing," huh?

(CHUCKLES)

I'm surprised to hear language
like that from a lady.

(CHUCKLING)

You think someone lowly
like me can't better himself?

What I need is something
I can't buy.

A moral compass?

To make sure our son
knows what to do,

how to get on
in the world.

You can show me how to be
in your world and in his.

Hmm?

Show me what to do, hmm...

How to be a worthy gentleman

and no harm
will come to you.

Why do you want to be
a gentleman?

You saw something in me.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

You're drawn to me.
We're drawn to each other.

That's why fate
has brought us
together again...

And again...

**

To be parents to Jeremiah.

(SOFTLY)
You know his name?

Of course I do.

Let's eat.

Elbows off the table
in polite society.

And don't bend down
to your food.

You bring your fork up
to your mouth.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

**

(DOOR CLOSES)

It's improper
for a lady and gentleman
to be alone like this.

I can have some of my men
come and join us,
if you'd prefer.

No.

Thank you.

What now, then?

How

do

men and women
of our standing

pass the time?

You could read to me.

That is something
a gentleman would do.

Or if you don't know how,
then maybe I-I could
read to you.

Here.

Is that something
you do for our son?

Does he like that?

I love reading,

putting yourself
in other people's shoes,

living with characters,

learning what
drives them.

Usually it's love,
money...

Revenge.

Which do you
think drives me?

Money.

That's why
I'm here, isn't it?

Because you want
River Run.

It isn't ladylike to hurt
a man's pride, surely,

thinking me no better
than a common thief.

Well, it isn't love,
is it?

Prove me wrong.

You don't hurt
the people you love.

And if it's revenge,
I have done nothing
to you.

There are two sides
to every story.

You don't know mine.

If I were to tell Jeremiah
my story... Our story...

Will he...feel for me?

You can't make someone
love you.

Well, I've heard
the expression
"learn to love."

Perhaps you could
learn to love me

for the sake
of our son.

I think I could learn
to love you.

(CHUCKLES)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

When you came to me
in the jail...

And-and told me
that there'd be
something left of me

on this earth...

**

I couldn't forget
how that made me feel.

It wasn't for revenge or...

For money.

So will you teach me
how to love?

(SHAKILY)
I'll read for you...

Like I read to Jeremiah.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

This book is a good one.

I think you'll like it.

"The mysterious sea captain
of the Pequod

"was a man named Ahab.

"He stood on two legs,

"one of flesh and bone.

"The other one was-was made
out of the bones of a whale.

"His leg had been taken
during a voyage

"by another monstrous
white whale known as...

"Moby Dick."

This is one
of Jeremiah's favorites.

So my son likes tales
of the sea.

(CHUCKLES)

"Captain Ahab
nailed a doubloon
to the mast of his ship

"and swore that
there would be
a great prize

"for the first man
to sight the whale.

"He said they would stop
at nothing

"until they found him...

"And killed him."

Huh.

**

Please.
Please keep reading.

BRIANNA:
"The beast was unpredictable,
as was the sea.

"But every day

"they arose thinking
that today would be the day

"that they would look
the monster in the eye."

What happens in the end?
Does he get the whale?

Well, you-you don't want me
to tell you know, do you?

There's so much
more to come.

You must be tired,
and I want to know
how this ends.

I really hope that Ahab
slaughters the whale
and gets his revenge.

Moby Dick
capsizes Ahab's boat,

destroys the ship, and Ahab
is dragged under the sea.

What, the monster prevails?

And Ahab is...

Drowned, then?

Well, that depends
on which one you think
is the monster...

The man hell-bent on revenge
or the whale who's hunted.

The sea is
a treacherous place

where creatures prey
upon one another.

And the sea herself is...

Hungry for souls.

What does that mean?

A nightmare.

**

The sea, uh...

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

It comes for me.

Darkness closes in.

I cannot move.

No one comes.

No one ever comes.

It's only a dream.

So you don't think
any less of me
for telling you?

No.

I could never think
any less of you.

**

Does Jeremiah get scared,

have nightmares
and the like?

Sometimes.

He's only a little boy.

He needs his mother.

Oh, I never had a mother...

Or a father...

Or a...

I was an orphan.

**

What do you do
to comfort him?

How could I

comfort him?

Please...

Please tell me.

I would go to him,

take him in my arms,

and I would hold him there
until he feels safe.

**

(GASPS)

Will you show me?

A lady would say
"good night" now,

and she would
go to her bed...

(SNIFFLES)

Alone.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

**

Then I look forward
to bidding you
good morning.

Me too.

**

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(LOCK CLICKS)

(DISHES CLATTERING GENTLY)

Good morning, my lady.

Breakfast is served.

(CLEARS THROAT)

BONNET: (GRUNTS SOFTLY) Tea?

So would we live here?

We could live anywhere
you'd like,

a place in town,
if it pleases you.

I was thinking I should go
and fetch Jeremiah.

I can't be away from him
for too long.

Mm. I'll come with you.

Perhaps
it would be better
if I tell him

that you're going to be
in his life.

We don't want
to upset him.

He is only young.

We don't how my family
are going to react.

My father and Roger are...

Well, they're-they're
not like you.

It would be more prudent
if I were to go.

Then I'll come back to you.

Fate will bring me
back to you,

like it has before.

Is that what you want?

Well, it's what
we both want,
isn't it?

When would you go?

Should we not spend more time
together here first to bond?

I miss Jemmy so much,

and I know
that you wanted
to meet him.

The sooner I can leave,

the sooner I will
return to you.

Yes.

(CHUCKLES)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

And while you're gone,
I'll go to Wilmington
and find us a place...

With a parlor
and a bedchamber for us
and for our son.

And we'll seal our promise
to one another with a kiss.

**

(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES)

If there's one thing
I don't need to be taught,

it's what a kiss is.

**

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
That was just
our first time...

Don't.

St-Stephen, we should...
We should try again...

I'm not good enough
for you, eh?

No, no.
That is not...

I'll give you a reason
to despise me.

I-I-I hoped...

I hoped you were
being truthful.

I was. I...

I let my feelings
cloud my judgment.

And the last time I did that,
I was a young workman,

and I was fooled into thinking
the other men liked me.

And they got me drunk,
and they left me for dead

in the foundations of a cellar
I'd helped them dig.

I don't need you to get Jemmy.

**

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(WHISPERS) I'll show you
what you're missing.

(GASPS)

(MOANS SOFTLY)

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MOANS)

(MOANS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(BOTH MOANING)

(BONNET GRUNTING)

(MOANS)

(GRUNTING)

(BOTH MOANING)

(BONNET GROANING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(PANTING)

(BONNET MOANING)

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

For a few pennies more,
you could watch me and her.

That one won't be
enjoying herself today.

EPPIE: Then I'll collect
my money.

But send for me again
when it suits you.

I'll fetch your coin.

But don't let her
out of your sight.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Do you know
where we are?

This place?
Ocracoke.

Do you know
Mr. Bonnet well?

Yes.

He sends for me
when the fancy takes him,

or he brings me out
on a boat with him.

He's fond of
breakfast in bed,
if you take my meaning.

But I've never known him
to have two girls together

or to be wanting
someone watch while
he's at his pleasure.

Was it to your liking?

You don't understand.

He's holding me here
against my will.

Well, whoever you are,
he takes what he wants

and you better
not cross him.

What's your name?
They call me Eppie.

Eppie, I have to
get away from here.

Chances are he'll tire
of you in a few days.

No, you don't...
That's not... That's not
what he wants from me.

Is it money?
No, I...

He means to ransom you?

I've never known scruples
to interfere
with the man's appetite.

Here.

If I give you this,
will you help me?

Help you do what?

Get word to my husband.

His name is Roger MacKenzie,
and he's in Wilmington,

as is my father,
James Fraser.

You need to tell them
where I am.

Rich, your family,
then, are they?

Very.

I'd like to help you,

but Bonnet
is a fair man

as long as your
interests run with his.

If it doesn't,
there won't be
no warning.

Please...
One moment,
whiskey and song,

the next,
you're breathing blood,

if you're still
breathing at all.

(SIGHS)

Mind your tongue,
and all will be well.

I am begging you,
woman to woman...
(DOOR OPENS)

(COINS RATTLE)

(SOMBER MUSIC)

**

Fuck.

(SNIFFLES)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

**

ROGER: Mr. Wylie!
(GRUNTS, WHIMPERING)

Yet.

What is the meaning
of this?

Why are you accosting me
in the street?

Tell us where Bonnet is.

JAMIE: You said
he'd come to us,
but he didn't.

Did you give us up?
Did you tell him it was me?

No, I swear.
I don't know
where he is.

He keeps his goods
at my landing,

and all I did was arrange
for him to meet you there.

He has my wife!
(WYLIE YELPS)

Where's his ship?
Where does he make berth?

I don't know.
If I did, I'd tell you.

(CHOKES)

He's made my life a misery,

threatening me with blackmail

over business
he draws profit from.

(WHIMPERS) Please.

(GASPS)

(WHIMPERS)

There's a brothel
he frequents,
Mistress Sylvie's.

He and I have had
meetings there in the past.

I'm sure you will find
someone there
who knows Bonnet.

(STUTTERING)
He is a creature of habit.

(PANTING)

And make yourself
scarce, Mr. Wylie.

Without a shadow of a doubt.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(GASPS)

**

You two stay in the tavern

in case Bonnet
or his men come
looking for us.

Dinna ken
what he might do.

Claire and I will pay
Mistress Sylvie a visit.

**

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Will ye have Mary fetch
some of her wee cakes,
Ulysses?

Of course, sir.

There's no need, Ulysses.

This is business,
not pleasure.

We can eat afterwards.

Very good, Mistress.

There.
(SCOFFS) I'm not invalid.

DUNCAN:
But you've been suffering
wi' yer headaches of late.

I have been looking
forward to this.

You have my blessing
to do as you wish,
my dear.

(ULYSSES CLEARS THROAT)

Mr. Forbes, Mistress.

I'll leave you to it.

(CLEARS THROAT)

ULYSSES: I'll see
you're not disturbed.

(DOOR CLOSES)

A pleasure as always,
Mistress Innes.

(GRUNTS)

What can I do for you?

My nephew, Jamie,
visited us not so long ago

with happy news
from the Ridge.

My great nephew, Ian,
has returned
from the Mohawk.

Oh, really?
How interesting.

And Marsali's
had another bairn,

a wee girl.

Oh, yeah,
that's lovely.

So I was thinking,

we're very comfortable,
Mr. Innes and I,

and we will be
for the rest of our days.

We dinna want for much.

(CHUCKLES)
We canna take it
with us when we...

You can't take
what with you?

Our earthly belongings,
Mr. Forbes.

I want you to help me
bestow some gifts

upon my family.

Gifts? What kind of gifts?

My fortune.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

**

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(WAGON CLATTERING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(DOOR OPENS)

(SOLEMN VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Can I help you?

Good afternoon.

Unusual to have
husband and wife visit,

but not unheard of.

Mabel wouldn't mind
being partial to women.

No, we're not
here for that.

We would like to speak
to your ladies, urgently.

That'll be 10 shillings
for the inconvenience.

And what price
would you put
on a girl's life?

Are you threatening me?

No.

We're looking for someone,

and we have reason
to believe that you

or some of your ladies

might know where he is.

We're looking for a man
named Stephen Bonnet.

(WOMAN CLEARS THROAT)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

**

You'll find paper
and writing implements
on the table.

Wonderful.

Now...

Marsali and Fergus,
I'd like to give them
100 pounds.

Generous.

And you're, uh, certain

that Mr. Innes
is amenable to this?

He is indeed amenable.

Oh, you're fortunate to have
found such a good match.

JOCASTA: And 50 pounds
for their son, Germain,

and of course for Joanie.

20 for the wee one

and perhaps
20 more for luck.

Are you recording this?

Of course.

Every word.

Do stop me
if I go too quickly.

Oh, not at all.

Young Ian, bless him,

something to get him
on his feet.

100... No.
200 pounds.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, that is
astonishingly kind.
You hardly know the lad.

And he's been living
with the Indians.

Nevertheless, he is kin.

Was it not enough
to bequeath your property

to young Jeremiah MacKenzie?

You're diminishing
from his inheritance.

'Tis better to give
than to receive.

Brianna and Roger...

I'm hoping to give them
a sizable sum.

Perhaps 1,000 pounds.

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(BREATHES SHAKILY) Well...

(TAPS DESK)
There we are.

**

Miss Brianna
and her husband

will be quite
comfortable as well.

Gerald...

I had hoped
it would be you
she chose,

but 'tis all water
under the bridge by now.

Aye.

Ooh, we mustn't forget
young Lizzie.

The servant?

She's a poor sweet thing.

25 pounds?

No.
No?

Whatever is the matter,
Mr. Forbes?

You can't give away
my money.

Your money?

You've left me
no choice.

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

You've robbed me
of my dignity.

I would have been a good
husband to you or Brianna!

(BELL DINGS)

You won't rob me
of my share
in your fortune!

(GRUNTING)
(JOCASTA COUGHS)

(GASPS)

(ULYSSES GRUNTS)
(GERALD GROANS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GERALD GURGLES)
(BONE SNAPS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

ULYSSES: Mistress!

**

Mistress.

Mistress.

(SOFT MUSIC)

**

Jocasta.

(GASPS SOFTLY)

**

Never heard of him.

Your hip...
Anisomelia.

What did you call me?

I didn't
call you anything.

I merely identified
what's causing
the pain in your hip

and your back
and the pain

that shoots down your leg
from time to time.

How did...

Are you a conjure woman?

No.

I'm a healer,

and I can tell
that you're in
a great deal of pain.

Let me help you.

Please.

(VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYING SOFTLY)

* *

Turn around.
Give me your gown.

Here, hold on
to the chair.

Ah.

Did you know
that your legs
are uneven?

Your left leg...

Well, it's longer
than your right.

And lift your right heel
as I adjust it.

CLAIRE: Lift up.

There.

Any half-decent cobbler

should be able to make you
a lift about this thickness.

It should greatly
reduce your pain.

Perhaps even in time,
it will completely
disappear.

I'm not so popular

as to have
spare money going
for fancy shoes.

I'll be happy to make
a contribution.

Why?

Because when someone
is in need

and you can help,
then you help.

Please...

Stephen Bonnet took
my daughter.

She has a husband
and a small child,

and I need
to bring her home.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(WHISPERING)
If he ever learned it was me,
he'd slit my throat.

(WHISPERING)
He will never find out.

**

You'll need a boat.

(DOOR OPENS)

I found a boat
from a fisherman.

Very good.
Let's go.

What did you
pay him with?

I didna
need money, Auntie.

He gladly took Mr. Malcolm's
new clothes in return.

Heh.

Come and greet
Captain Howard,
sweetheart.

Please, sir,
I'm being held
against my will.

My husband and my...
(GRUNTING)

Of course you are.

I wouldn't be here
to make a purchase
if you were here voluntarily.

Oh.

(SNIFFS)

Very lovely indeed.

But the red hair...
I do prefer a flaxen mane.

(MOANING CREEPILY)

(HOWARD CHUCKLES)
(BRIANNA GRUNTS)

HOWARD: She's very fine.

She's in good health.

The teeth... Ah.

Ah.

The teeth.

(BRIANNA GRUNTS)

Aha. Ha.
(WHIMPERS)

Ah, very nice.

Has she...

Ah!

(COUGHS, GASPING)

(CHUCKLES)

Wild bitch.

Captain, she's not
yours yet, is she?

(GASPS)

Mine or not...

Someone should teach her
some manners.

I admit,
I don't often shy away
from a challenge...

Breaking a wild mare.

Six pounds.

**

We're old friends.

You can take her for six.

She's nothing but property.

She's not worth
more than that.

We're agreed, then?
Yes.

She's yours as soon
as I see the money.

(CHUCKLES)
Follow me to the boat.

Manny holds the purse.

Very well.

(HOWARD CHUCKLES)

First, let's have
another drink.

**

For you, sweetheart,
brandy.

You've earned it.

Please.

Please, don't do this.
Please, I am begging you.

I can't be parted from Jemmy.

Please don't do this.

Don't worry.
I'll take care of him.

(BELL RINGING
IN THE DISTANCE)

(BRIANNA AND BONNET GRUNTING)

(LAUGHS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Manny...

My purse.

(GUNSHOT)

CLAIRE: Bree!

**

Manny!

Brianna!

**

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You're safe.

(GUN COCKS)

We'll take our leave.

To the boat, lad.

(ROGER GROANING LOUDLY)

HOWARD: Come on.

**

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

**

Do you think his men
will come for him?

Not if they have
any sense.

They'll be rid of him
soon enough.

They'll have a ship
and their freedom.

And we saved them
the bother of a mutiny.

You can have a drop...
For your soul.

(MOANS, GRUNTING)

Know that whatever happens,

the last face
you'll see on this earth

willna be that of a friend.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTING)

I want to take him
to Wilmington.

I want him to be judged
according to the law.

But can you trust them?

His dealings have
bought a lot of influence
in Wilmington.

Tryon.

This bastard
may have influence

with businessmen
and landowners,

but surely Governor Tryon
outdoes them all...

Even from New York.

JAMIE: Aye.

Tryon still owes us
for his mistake at Alamance.

He'll see him condemned.

That I'm sure of.

**

(GEESE HONKING)

**

Stephen Bonnet,

known pirate and smuggler,
was tried this morning

before the Wilmington
Committee of Safety.

And upon testimony
of his crimes

having been presented
by a number of persons,

was convicted of them

and sentenced to death
by drowning.

**

(BONNET BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

(EXHALING SHARPLY)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTS, SPITS)

(GEESE HONKING)

(GROANS LOUDLY,
BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BREATHING SLOWS)

(GUNSHOT)

(REEDS RUSTLING)

Brianna.

Was that mercy?

Or was it
to make sure he's dead?

**