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Previously on aMC's
TURN Washington's spies"...

Did you know the entire regiment
is waiting on a year's pay?

Well, perhaps they should
revolt, then.

Sir, you wish
to capture General Arnold

from New York city?

We must make
a public example of him.

- What happened to Caleb?
- He was grabbed.

We're trading you
for a true son of Setauket.

Track Arnold's smugglers
to wherever the exchange is.

Ambush the rebels, the tories,
and especially the hostages.

No survivors.

2-7-6,
hypocrite.

Ambush - tories,
and es-7-1-1... He hostages.

Washington.

7-2-2...

Culper.

7-2-3,
Culper jr.

Oh, honestly.

5-3-7...

Rain?

Is it raining?

1-4-7...

Disapprove.

1-4-8...

Disregard.

1-4-9...

Disappoint.

1-9-5...

1-9-5...

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Show it to me.

I said show it to me!

You've ruined it.

Ruined it!
You ruined it!

Ruined it!

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

Shh.

Here.

Don't move too quickly.

Where are we?

You're in camp.

Ben brought you here
last night along with Caleb...

Camp?

New Windsor.

This barn belongs
to Colonel Ellison.

The army keeps its hay here.

I said don't move too quickly.

I'm so sorry.

It's raining.

*TURN*
Season 04 Episode 04
Title: "Nightmare"

You need a good spot of rest.

Afraid there isn't much to be done for
the wounds but trust them to providence.

It's all right.

It's all right.
Just breathe.

Calm yourself.

Calm yourself.

Breathe, breathe.

I need you to calm down.

Here, eat something.

Is your head feeling better? No.

Why'd you bring me here?

You were out cold.

Better to bring you here than
to row you across the sound.

Besides, I didn't have a boat.

Abraham,
I... I am sorry

For what happened
to your father.

I need to bury him.

- Of course.
- Right away.

Well, there's a burial ground,
overlooks the hudson river.

It's only a mile from here.
Burial ground?

Aye, it's only a mile away.

My father will be laid to rest

Next to his wife
and son in setauket,

Where he's lived his whole life.

Abe, I... I will need salt
and shroud to wrap him,

Horse and cart to carry him,
and a boat to take us home.

Granted, all of it,

But we need to wait
until nightfall.

Why?

No one else knows
that you're here.

Many in camp don't know
you, but others do,

And they know you as a loyalist.

You can't risk
being seen by anyone.

You mean Culper can't be seen.

Abe, we've always done our
best to keep your name secret,

- Even here in camp, but...
- Culper's dead.

Bury him wherever you like.

I'm taking my father home.

I'll see to the salt and shroud.

Just wait.

For pity's sake, Ben,
we have to wrap the body.

Regarding Culper, sir,
he's made it clear to me

That, owing to
his father's death,

He is unable to serve in his
present station any longer.

This is not the first time

He's threatened
to... to quit his post.

I don't believe it is
a threat this time, sir.

You convinced him
to join our effort,

You can convince him
to continue on

Or he will stay here
and join in the common defense.

sir...

Sir, Abraham Woodhull
has served us well.

Now, I know you are
properly appreciative

Of his efforts
and his sacrifice, but...

Seeing that he is here in camp,

I believe that an audience
with you would be enough

To reassure him of his value
to our effort.

I will not meet Culper in person
and risk his exposure.

Surely here in camp, there is
a way to maintain secrecy.

Benedict Arnold was in camp.

What is the status of our
operations concerning him?

Well, we have identified
several candidates

Equal to the task,
but without intelligence

on his location and movements
in the city,

I simply can't recommend
an approach.

Culper jr.
Is still in the city.

What word from him?

Culper jr.
Has gone ghost, sir.

We haven't heard
from him in weeks.

I do not need
my quartermaster coming to me

With complaints of dead friends.

This local Magistrate,
"Woodhole," has been killed,

And Colonel Cooke is distraught.

There were no bodies
recovered, sir.

The reports came
from one of your privateers

Who managed an escape.

You who hired these Ruffians,
you ordered the exchange,

and so it is to you I turn to
explain what happened up there.

Given accounts,

It is my belief
that these marauders

sought the 500 pounds

that Colonel Cooke
arranged for ransom.

I would inquire as to who
else in his department

Knew about the money.

Still, I do agree with you.

Privateers are not whom I'd have
first chosen to handle this task,

but I'm without specie
to pay preferred talent.

Preferred talent?

His Majesty's
Loyal American Legion,

A regiment that you have
commanded me to raise

and yet refuse to fund.

Men with experience, with a
firm grasp of the terrain

Will not fight for free.

I am entitled, sir.

Given what was negotiated
with Major André.

You would be wise
not to mention his name.

I too must make do
without preferred talent.

You're an admirer
of the classics, I see.

Consider Ares, then, God of war.

Went to battle
with two Canines at his side,

Phobos and Deimos.

Fear and terror.
Come to it, sir.

Washington claims his hatred of
me derives from my defection,

but we both know
that it was born of fear...

Fear of losing his best.

And the terrible things that
only his best can do to him,

things that even your regulars
would never dare.

Are you asking that I...

Approve such methods?

I'm asking
that you unleash me, sir.

With fear and terror at my side,

I will bring the hammer of war
down on Washington's head

like the God ares himself.

The reverend said, "My son,

Now is not the time
to make new enemies."

Ah, general spy-catcher!

Mr. Rivington,
I should very much like

to purchase an advertisement

and a round for all your patrons

in celebration of his
Majesty's newest regiment,

The Loyal American Legion,

Which it is my pleasure
to command.

Oh, that is good news!

Townsend, quick,
fetch everyone a round of, um, Madeira?

Ale.

Ale. Quick, now.

I shall want to begin the process

0f recruitment immediately.

You may print that the legion

is to be comprised
of the finest men

That these colonies
have to offer.

Each can expect to earn
a bounty of three guineas

and eightpence a day,
and that the rebels will flee with...

That the rebels will flee
with great terror.

Do not fret the wording, sir.
We are keen to assist.

But as long as you are feeling
particularly verbose,

Would you care to comment
on the most recent bloodbath

Out at Lyme, Connecticut?

I understand more than a few men

lost their lives
in a most grisly fashion.

No, it was a mere scuffle.

It was a few tory
and patriot privateers

set upon by Banditti.

Banditti. Hmm.
Are you sure?

Yes, of course I'm sure.

Would it also be possible
that the clothing

of roving highwaymen
in fact concealed

treacherous patriot rebels seeking
to disguise their tracks?

What are you on about?

Well, without definitive
proof to the contrary,

I don't see any reason
to abstain from adding

a little color to an
otherwise dreary report.

Plus, such tales might raise
the pulse of certain men

contemplating service
in his majesty's new legion.

Oh...

The young quaker reprimands me.

Not at all.

I merely find
such editorial unnecessary

when the truth
is quite bloody enough.

Not the way I'll write it.

Look, I don't care about lyme.

Just make the terms
of recruitment clear.

A bounty of three guineas
for each noncommissioned officer

and private who comes over,
plus uniforms, subsistence,

and pay equal to other troops
in the british service.

- Thank you.
- Uh...

To the american legion!

Put those away.

Who goes there?

Identify yourself.

Halt!

Brewster.
Caleb Brewster.

Caleb. Caleb.

No, no. No, it's all right,
it's all right.

Shh, it's all right.
It's just... it's just a precaution.

What in God's name
were you thinking,

Trying to ride out
in this condition?

I'm fine.

I just wanted to get some food.

When they found you,
they said that you were

muttering a catholic prayer.

Hail Mary.

Right, well, maybe you just
need a bit more rest.

Ben, I need
to tell you something.

I can't tell you here.

Are you going to say something?

When he's home...

at rest.

Maybe then.

Abe... I said you don't
have to do this.

And I said I wanted to.

Why?
He never cared for you.

He was a bastard to you,
in fact, as was I.

Let's not pretend.
It wasn't always that way.

I loved you.
I loved him once, as well.

As a father.

When I thought he would be my...

How did you survive this?

Ben told me he found you
passed out by the water,

A dead man next to you.

- So, how did you...
- I didn't.

I thought I was done for,
and then...

Jordan.

Came outta nowhere
and saved my life.

Jordan?

Yeah, from Setauket.

You mean Akinbode.

That's his true name.

You saw him?

I wonder if she knows.

Abigail is in York City.

Cicero's with her.

Still sending messages?
No.

She went back for him.

For Akinbode.

He... he fled for Canada
and he promised to return.

She... she's hoping
he'd come back.

I didn't know
they were together.

To hear her tell it,
they kissed only once.

Well, if it's done right...

Sometimes it's all you need.

Caleb.

Why is he up and about?

Because this can't wait.

You all right?

Simcoe knows you're Culper.

How?

I told him.
No, you didn't.

If I didn't say it aloud, Ben,
he got it from my silence.

Simcoe tortured him,
tried to get him

to sign a confession,
which he didn't.

It doesn't matter.
He knows.

When word came through
that I was to be traded

and he heard who for,
that's when he knew.

And that's when he decided
to do something about it.

Wait, what are you
talking about?

Those bandits at Lyme,
the ones who ambushed us...

- No.
- They were rangers, Abe.

No, no, no...
It was Simcoe.

Two sentries.
One of them's Morgan,

So it won't be a problem
getting the guns.

Good.
You all set, Parker?

Uh, I don't know.

Parker, look,
this isn't a mutiny.

We're not looking
to take command.

We're just after
what's owed to us.

And we've run out of options.
Think of it.

If a General like Arnold
can't get paid,

what chance have we got?

We've served here
for three years,

all of us here,
and now they're asking us

to wait till the end of the war
to get our wages.

There'll be bacon
in the trees first.

Congress spits in our faces.

They pay newly enlisted
to encourage more volunteers.

While we sit here starving.

And now it's time to show
these delegates there are consequences.

So, are you in or are you out?

What is this?!

Return to your quarters!

We're Philadelphia bound.

Join us or step aside.

Disband immediately
or face penalty.

Now move!
Sergeant!

Well, you said it yourself,
Caleb, you didn't sign anything.

You never even said his name.
I don't know what I said.

What do you mean?

I blacked out.

I lost time.

When I came to, he thanked me.

That bastard thanked me.

- Thanked you?
- What for?

I don't know.
I don't remember a thing.

What if I gave up Townsend?

What if I gave up Mary?

We have to save her, Ben.
We have to bring her here now!

He could be on his way
to Setauket!

No, no, no, no,
Caleb, he doesn't know.

If you'd gave up Townsend,

Then we would have read about
his hanging by now.

And you never signed any papers,
so he doesn't have proof.

Otherwise, why disguise
his men at the mill?

And why... why kill tories
alongside patriots?

Why not just take the money?

Cooke's money, that's why.

This wasn't sanctioned.
No, it was vengeance.

Tried to kill him at rocky point
by plotting an ambush.

Tried to kill him in setauket
by plotting a revolt.

And each time...

I trusted his killing
to someone else.

I am not gonna make
that mistake again.

Abe... the rangers are posted
in york city.

Well, then I go to york city.
Then you'll die.

Simcoe is a veteran soldier,
a killer protected by killers

Surrounded by the British Army
on a Fortress Isle.

You will die.
He will laugh.

She's right, I can't let you...
can't let me?

Washington will never
approve it.

There's another mission
being planned in York city.

He... he won't endanger that.
What mission?

It's none of your concern.
I am taking a horse and cart.

And if Washington has
something to say about it,

He can come down here
and stop me himself!

Abe, if you know...

Major Tallmadge,
are you all right?

Major Tallmadge!

- What is it?
- It's mutiny, sir.

Half the pennsylvania
line's revolted.

They stole weapons,
killed officers.

They say they're marching
on congress.

Muster the men to the river.
I'll be right there.

Yes, sir.

It's a mutiny.

There'll be guards
posted everywhere.

You try to leave now,
you'll be shot.

Now, you keep him here.
And all of you, keep safe.

Ah, there he is.

Simcoe, you've met Major
Dundas of the 80th foot.

Colonel.
Major.

Cigar?

Thank you, sir,
but they don't agree with me.

The taste reminds me of Havana,
where I lost many dear friends.

Not to the Spaniards, mind you.

Yellow fever.

You don't like to lose, do you?

I watched him at Monmouth,

Leading a rally against
the rebel charge.

"wrong way!"
he shouted

as Leslie's men
made their rearguard.

At any rate,
it's Virginia Tobacco.

And you may find yourself
in a mood to savor it

sooner than you think.

I've authorized our new Brigadier,
Benedict Arnold,

to raise a Legion of loyalists.

To supplement this force,

I am seconding the 80th foot
to his command

and the queen's rangers.

We will serve under Arnold?

You don't like that?

Good.

Your orders are to follow his,

Though he is not aware
of the commission I now grant you.

In the event of Arnold's death
or incapacity,

I authorize you to take command
of the legion.

I leave the definition
of "incapacity"

to your own judgment.

Something on your mind?

I do not appreciate the manner
in which you address me

as a subordinate
in front of our patrons.

I may serve drinks
from time to time,

but I do not serve you.

I am your partner
whose investment

Saved your business
from certain collapse.

I will be treated as such
or I will be gone.

You've got sand, Robbie.

Far more than you care let on.

I shan't repeat the insult.

Too proud to help me finish?

Is "monarch" spelled m-a-n?

We've printed 638 copies,
so tonight it is.

"Rebels rampage.
Massacre at Lyme."

Have you no shame?

None whatsoever.

The rhetoric, the barrage,

It's all just to sell more copy?

What else would it be for?

I believe it is
a newsman's obligation

to report every event as fairly
and objectively as he can.

Hmm, open and uninfluenced?

- Yes.
- With work rendered

as generally useful
and amusing as possible

without personal satire
or censures

Acrimonious to any society
or class of men.

Wise words.

From a naive young man.

You?

"The Royal Gazette"

was once "The New York
Gazetteer," '73 to '75.

- May she rest in peace.
- What happened?

The sons of liberty happened.

I ran opinions
on both sides of an issue,

but they thought that any word

that did not actively
indict the crown

was a sin to be punished.

And punish they did.

Attacked my shop
at hanover square,

smashed the presses,
and drove me from the colonies.

So now you've returned
to take your vengeance.

Each action bears
consequence, robbie.

And I am theirs.

You've let them beat you.

I've let them...
Teach me.

One cannot speak truth to power

if power has no use for truth.

For all their talk
of liberty and virtue,

the patriots are as zealous
and intolerant

as the enemy
they seek to defeat.

And my "Rhetoric"

does not hold a candle
to their roaring flame.

Nothing a liberal dose
of niter can't fix

or my name's not Anthony Wayne.

We are not Arnold's!

We are not Arnold's!

We are not Arnold's!

Send them the terms!

We are not Arnold's!
We are not Arnold's!

Is papa home?

We'll have to wait
and see, won't we?

O lord, we commit ourselves
to your perfect care

on the journey that awaits us.

We pray for a safe
and auspicious journey.

- What's the mission in New York?
- What?

Ben said Washington's
got another operation.

Doesn't want me interfering.
What is it?

I don't know.

- She's telling the truth, Abe.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- And what about you?

Simcoe carved into you
like you were a piece meat.

What could possibly be more important than
putting a knife into him?

Washington doesn't know simcoe
like we do.

To hell with Washington!

You think he cares about us?!

We are his loyal subjects.

Not true. He is less than a mile away,
and he still won't see me.

Instead I am penned in here

like a prized cow,
like livestock!

With missions
I don't know about,

With friends
that don't trust me.

Arnold, all right?

He's after Arnold.

He wants him just as bad
as you want Simcoe.

He's obsessed with capturing him

And stringing him up...

for the whole world to see.

Thank you.

And he doesn't trust nobody, neither.

Not even those closest to him.

- Arnold?
- Yeah, Arnold.

He took out all our friends
in New Jersey and New York.

I know it feels like it,
but you're not the only spy in the war.

- He took Townsend?
- Nobody knows.

Well, we don't think so.

So, no eyes in New York.

Thank you.

I don't pretend to know
the man well, Abe,

but he is a man.

Not a God and not the devil.

He loses men every day...

Fathers, brothers, sons.

And like any other man...
he wants revenge.

I was gonna say
he feels each loss.

I have a proposal
for the general.

I expect our loyal legion to be
amongst the finest regiments

that these forces have yet seen.

You should count yourself
fortunate to be included.

I do.

You've operated with quite
a bit of latitude in the field.

Many men wouldn't take kindly
to following orders again.

I could have pursued
a commission some time ago.

I waited to rejoin the hierarchy

until the right man presented.

Excuse me?

They hate you, you know?

The other generals,
your fellow four-laces.

They hate you, and they should.

They hate your tenacity,
but I find it purer

than their politics and avarice.

Your whole future, your name

depends upon the outcome of this war.

Suffer defeat and you'll face infamy
as America's Judas.

Achieve victory,

And they'll build
monuments to you.

You'll never quit.

You'll do whatever
it takes to win.

I waited for the right man.

A custom, I'm told, to put
one's companion at ease.

I recently learned
that I'm to be a father again.

Oh.

As a parent,
you realize that your name

is not inherited from your father.

It is rather a loan
from your children.

It is a treasure
that must be protected.

It'll be my honor
to protect yours, sir.

We negotiated terms
with the men.

The mutineers.

They say they never
intended defection.

They marched on congress
intending open confrontation.

Did you hear their rallying cry?

"We are not Arnold's."

Most will be discharged.

We won't ask they re-enlist
until they've been issued pay.

But the leaders
must be punished.

Ten men.

A hanging.

Company aside!

Their own men.
It's a brutal touch.

Make ready!

Take aim!

Closer!

Closer!

Closer!

Fire!

Do not look away!

Do not look away!

Do not... Look... Away!

Caleb, what are you doing here?

Did... did Abe try and leave?

He's still here.
He wants to talk.

Yes, well, everyone wants
their grievances heard, don't they?

Those men out there?
And we don't listen, do we?

Not to them,
not to bloody Arnold,

and this army pays the price.

One defection, and it's tearing us
apart still!

I know.

That's why I told Abe
about our job to grab Arnold.

You did what?

Like I said, he wants to talk.

Do you wanna listen?

All right, out with it.

It's better if I talk
to Washington.

No, Abe, you talk to me.
I talk to him.

- If your message merits it.
- It does.

See, Washington wants Arnold
and you need intelligence

on his movements in the city,
and I can get that for you.

And what is it that he wants?

You say that Colonel Simcoe
is behind his father's death?

Sir, as long as simcoe lives,
the ring is compromised.

Culper's vengeance is both
justified and necessary.

And reckless.

If an officer of Simcoe's rank
were to fall inside York City,

There would be no place
for Culper to hide.

He would have to flee
or be caught.

But in either way, he's in no place
to obtain what it is that we require.

- Sir, there...
- We've just received these orders.

Ah, yes, we've
been waiting on this...

There is a way to guarantee

that he remains close
to our target.

How?

Abraham woodhull lost his father
to rampaging rebels.

That makes him the perfect man
to volunteer for Arnold's unit.

As a private in
the Loyal American Legion,

You will be perfectly
positioned to learn

of Arnold's schedule
and observe his movements.

You want me to enlist
as a Redcoat?

More like Tory Militia.

Look, rivington
is a lying shite,

But by naming rampaging rebels
as the attackers at Lyme,

He's given you the perfect
motive to join under.

Revenge.

I don't like it.
I don't like it.

You ordered a plan
to capture Arnold.

This is my plan.

One stipulation.

You wait.

Wait until Arnold has been captured
before you make your kill.

Ben... now, you'll traveling
to Setauket today.

Go lay your father to rest,

and then you travel into the city.

No, first mary
comes back with me.

Right, of course,
Mary and Thomas

will travel back here
with Caleb.

She... hell, what will
she tell everyone?

That she's...
visiting her father's.

Yes, good.

Then you make your way
into the city,

You make contact with Townsend
and inform him of our mission.

After he sends the necessary
intelligence back to us,

Then we will send
our man in to you.

Right.

And who will it be?

Not decided that yet.

But you will know him
by his use of the phrase

"I miss the summer of '73."

Now, look, I need
your word on this, Abe.

Are we in agreement?

Mary?

Abraham.

There lies our chief.

Let him still be our model.

After a long and faithful
life of public service,

Let us cheerfully perform
our social duties

as private citizens.

Gentlemen of the bar,

You have lost
your brightest ornament.

Cherish and imitate
his example...

Bear this witness

to the memory
of my dear departed friend.

Dead.

Dead. Dead.

Anything I did, right or wrong,

I did for you.

Caleb's waiting.

I'll help you and thomas
down to the cove.

We'll manage.

Are you sure
that you have to enlist?

It's just a cloak for a day.

A disguise, like this mission
to get Arnold.

What do you mean?

My quarry is Simcoe.
That's all I care about.

Then I just have
one piece of advice.

Don't miss.

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