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suspects for a murder we had innocently witnessed.

The Highland Rebel Alan Breck and I had eluded the Red Cross and sent once the James of

the Glains.

That's a fine tune Alan.

Hey, Tis.

If ever you hear it again you can think of me.

Well Alan.

I'll remember it as Alan's tune.

He's been gone now three days.

We'll wait three more if necessary.

Suppose he's given us away.

Don't be daft.

Or suppose he took the money from James and ran off with it.

This isn't the lowlands man.

So you keep saying?

I don't think you've met many Highland folk in your life David.

I met one in Edinburgh.

She called herself Katrina Drummond.

But her father was James Moore McGregor.

Ah, you told me.

You gave the girl silver that day did you not?

Must have taken leave of your wits.

Alan, Alan, James of the Glains has been arrested.

The fleet is alive with red coats.

The people being carted off to prison

off throwed out into the header.

The arm beat the car.

James is charged with what?

Completion in the red fox's mud and its noise

and all sides that you fire the shot.

The hunting you know.

Young man tall, speaks like a lowland address in black suit

with an ex-cart in Drummond colors.

At least I've changed my clothes.

Alan Brecht, when last scene was wearing a French coat.

It's not a very good likeness.

Do you have the money?

Uh-uh, uh-uh.

Well, from the wife of James,

a cleaving sewer for our man,

which is as convincing as good as dead,

and you true, Alan.

Forginess.

It's not much to see me back to France

or the lad here to Edinburgh.

Well, no matter.

Maybe we should go different ways.

Travel separately.

No, we could.

But that'd be abandoning you to certain death on the moors.

I'm thinking it is all the way to Edinburgh.

We should be traveling together.

Heroine, Gallaudier.

Deliberate.

Encounter voters to rob guilty to choke.

chalked me back to the circumvent police.

I'll find a way for you to be keeping your watch.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

We are clear in the lick of time.

In the wicked fowls we get out of up and past the red coats now.

Can we find somewhere?

To sleep.

Sleep?

We'll be no sleep tonight.

We'll be no sleep tonight.

We'll be no sleep tonight.

We'll be no sleep tonight.

We see you on mountain.

It's called Benalda.

It's full of rocks and crevices.

If we can make it to there, we'll be safe.

We'll be no sleep tonight.

We'll be no sleep tonight.

We'll be no sleep tonight.

We'll be no sleep tonight.

Are you Clooney MacPherson's man?

Aye, we are.

You can take us to your lair.

We couldn't have fallen better.

Clooney MacPherson, the rival leader of how you escaped to France.

Sort of the English.

I spent an hour at this.

There will be no more argument gone out.

People still bring up disputes to him.

People that would cock a suit at the English court.

You will give the woman back a sushi or you will pay her a shilly.

Well, Mr. Stewart, come in, sir.

And bring in your friend with you.

I was yourself Clooney.

I'm proud to see you.

I am.

And I may I present my friend, Mr. David Daufford, the layout of Shores.

You are welcome to my house, both of you.

A poor, rude place to be certain.

But a place where I have entertained a royal person, each and all that's dumb.

We'll take a dram for luck.

Then eat a bite.

Then we'll have a hand at the cards.

As gentlemen should.

I'll eat a dry kind of life here.

I twiddle my thumbs and wait for another great day.

So here's a toast to you.

The restoration.

The restoration.

Drink up, David. This is no time for quick sentiment.

The restoration.

You heard the news.

The Red Fox Campbell is murdered.

But the water's full of Campbells.

Sure one more or less makes no difference.

I'm thought to be the one to have killed him.

Okay. But you didn't. Did you? Not in your own doorstep?

No. But I was close by at the time. So was David.

And you heard also that James of the Glen is taken as an accomplice to the mother.

The Campbells will hang him for sure.

All men will die to avenge him.

It's war, Alan.

It didn't stop when the royal lad went back to France.

Oh, let's play. All three of us.

A few, excuse me, sir.

Excuse yourself.

Refusing the cards.

What kind of wiggy should behave your resistance in the house of Pluny McPherson?

I made a promise to my father God rest him.

My friend's tired. You need sleep.

I'll play you in a game here to name.

Very well. I have sons of my own.

I respect a man's promise to his father.

You may sleep in the corner over there.

Thank you, sir.

He saved my life aboard ship. I've reason to be grateful to him.

Oh, you have. A man has only one life to save.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

Please.

I'm going to be a man.

I'm going to be a man.

If you.

If you.

If you.

If you.

You.

You.

If you.

You.

I'm going to be a man.

You.

David.

I can't make money.

What the?

Oh, follow.

Just for the next hand or two.

I don't see you.

You only gouged me alone, would you?

Thank you, my money.

Ah, Mr. Balthar.

Our weak friend.

My scarred tail's been at all as clear to the south.

The question is, have you the strength to go?

I don't know.

But we'd best be on our way now.

Yeah, well, I'll get you a guide.

Alan, could you return my money now?

It's littling off, but it has a long way to take us.

There's no money.

What?

I lost it.

My money, too.

All of it.

I'm a fool when I get with the cards.

Don't tell him to take them by the low pass.

Will you step to the doorway with me, Sartre?

Why not?

Do I kind of think of any subject for discussion

we might have that may not be fit for the years of my friend, Alan

Breck?

Mr. McPherson.

You know well enough that Alan lost all the money we had.

I, but that was just dafting.

I would have wanted to be a hindrance to gentlemen

in your situation.

You're very generous, sir.

But it's humbling to my pride to be in the position of a beggar.

I mean, if Alan had won, he'd be carrying away a pocket

full of your guineas right enough, but he lost.

Say no more, Mr. Balthar.

I have little enough in the way of hospitality

to offer my friends in this cage of mine.

All I can show for entertainment is a set two with the cards.

But for money, sir.

Oh, there is no sport without.

Sir, I'm a young man, and I ask your advice as a son.

My friend lost that money fairly.

Can I honorably ask it back again?

If you don't, I shall be mightily affronted, Mr. Balthar.

You leave me little choice, sir.

Oh, you're a stiff back, coming hunting.

Well, you're more to be sure, Mr. Balthar.

That pride of yours may be your downfall one day.

Maybe, sir.

But I cannot change my opinion that gambling

is a very poor employee for gentle folk.

Mr. Balthar, for all you are a pious, cold, low lender.

You have the spirit of a pretty gentleman.

Take your money.

Here's my hand upon it.

Aye.

You best take this with you when you leave here.

Your innocence seems to me to be in need

of some proper protection.

Thank you.

MUSIC

Cluelly's arranged another guy to take you

across the portahedra.

A little movie with a harpitz.

Be up to meet at nightfall.

Above the bridge northeast of Staling Castle.

It was here we were to meet.

Andreck.

Aye.

Mr. Omen.

The lord of the six months.

You remember?

Well, I visited the house of Shores three times more to repay

the money.

Well, they all man there told me never even heard you.

My uncle Ebenezer.

He abducted me aboard a ship.

Did you cross the bridge tonight?

Aye.

But it was dark.

There was a century, either end.

I'll take another look.

MUSIC

Oh no.

We'd best go to Calross.

The river is wider there.

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MUSIC

Oh, come on, sir.

MUSIC

I see you're not supposed to be here.

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MUSIC

I must leave you now.

It's but a short step to Edinburgh.

You're not coming with us.

No, I take a different way to where I'm staying.

Besides, it's better we should separate.

They'll be hunting this side of the river now.

How can I thank you?

You see?

That's enough.

Goodbye, David Balfour.

Goodbye, Alan Breck.

Goodbye, Mr. Alan.

When shall we meet again?

Still one to hear six months.

No, but I...

Sometime outside the talk with them.

I'm always there to see my father.

Goodbye, Mr. Balfour.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

David.

MUSIC

MUSIC

This is a very strange story, Mr. Balfour.

Very strange indeed.

Believe me, Mr. Wrinkiller.

Every what is true.

Well, I should be...

I found it hard to believe.

Had I not confirmation of at least part of it.

A certain Captain who sees him appeared in this office a week ago.

Demanding red rests from your uncle Ebenezer.

For philosophy ship caused, he said, by taking you aboard as a prisoner on his commission.

Then you have your proof?

I have the words of a sea captain known to be a rascal.

That is hardly proof on its own.

And when I tackled your uncle Ebenezer, he denied it hardly.

Ordered me out of the house.

And dismissed me as his legal representative into the bargain.

Does that mean you are free to represent my interests?

I believe I can help you claim your rightful inheritance as the Laird of Shores.

I'm really the Lairt.

But what that document my father is supposed to have signed.

Handing the estate over to Ebenezer.

Oh, it's a little consequence.

Now that your father is dead, it likely falls.

You are the heir to the estate and it's a great deal richer than it might appear.

However, I should warn you that your uncle is a man to fight the indefensible.

And the lawsuits are expensive.

Now, if this story of the kidnapping could be proved in court, he would lose for certain.

Unless I could force him to admit his deception.

I have a friend who could help me.

But it's better that you don't know his name.

Let us call him Mr. Thompson.

What's this?

This is no time innate for these folks.

Mr. Balfour.

Be careful of that blunderbust.

They have nasty things when they bust.

What brings you here?

David, you're nephew.

Unless you want me to shout your business all over the countryside, I suggest you let me in.

I'll open up the bag.

As you will doubtless have perceived, I am a Highland gentleman.

My country is not far from the island of Mal.

My name has no one.

I'm a no-murd for lies.

Let's have no threats, sir.

Before your jottering fingers can pull the trigger, this bright steel will find your breastbone.

That's better.

It seems there was a ship lost near the island.

A gentleman that, by family seeking record for his fire, came upon a land that was half-drowned.

What's that to me?

It was your born nephew, David, Mr. Balfour.

From that day to this he has been a great expense to my family.

So they asked me if we could agree terms.

Tams?

I'll not bear ransom of that, would you mean?

As I saw it, there were two ways about it.

Either you would pay to have him back, or else you would pay us to keep him.

I've told you I'll pay nothing.

You prefer to have him killed.

Kill?

What kind of talk is that?

Do you want the lad to kill or kept?

Come, sir, an answer.

Am I a highland gentleman, not a messenger to be kept waiting?

What am I to do if I say he'd kill him?

He'll have a hold on me forever.

He needs to be kept.

I not have blood on my hands.

Well said, sir.

Years after all, you brother's son.

As well, I know.

Well, if I have to pay, I have to.

And now to the price.

How much did you give Captain do, Zissen?

Zissen, what for?

For kidnapping, David.

That's a lie, a black lie.

He was never kidnapped.

A while you old, a runt.

The captain and I are partners.

How else would I know?

The lad was never kidnapped.

I simply gave Captain horseies and twenty pounds to take him aboard the ship.

And he moneyed the captain, made by selling the lad in Carolina.

He was to keep.

Thank you, Mr. Thompson.

That statement told you excellent, L.L.

As I was gladly testified.

Good evening to you, Uncle Ebenezer.

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