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[CLAIRE] Previously...

General Schuyler desperately needs soldiers up at Fort Ticonderoga.

I'm afraid my wife and I have business of a personal nature

to attend to in Scotland.

Perhaps it can wait.

I wasn't prepared to join a war. I won't let you go without me.

I'm coming, too.

[JAMIE] He had a child with his Mohawk wife.

[TSOTEHWEH] If his spirit is not strong enough,

the child cannot take root in the womb.

Are you Denzell Hunter? Neighbor said you were a physician.

- I am. - This is William Ransom. He's injured.

[RACHEL] It seems he's overcome his fever.

Tell him goodbye for me. And give him this, too.

It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Hunter.

I'm applying for the plant inspector position.

Environment's not suitable for a female.

Where are the biscuits, crisps?

It was the Nuckelavee.

A folk tale from the Northern Isles.

I met one. The Nuckelavee is real.

[WOMAN SINGING] ♪ 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 ♪

♪ Sing me a song ♪

♪ Of a lass that is gone ♪

♪ Say, could that lass ♪

♪ Be I? ♪

[CHILDREN LAUGHING, CHATTERING]

[JEMMY] Come back here. This isn't...

- Jem, Mandy. - Mama.

What are you two doing? You know you're not supposed to be here.

I told you not to play in the graveyard.

I know. But I wanted to play hide and seek.

And Mandy wanted to talk to Grandda.

Why is this a good place to do it?

Well, he's here. Isn't he?

[SPLUTTERS] I don't know.

I suppose he could be.

You haven't found Grandda's grave, have you, Jem?

[JEMMY] No.

But he said If I ever came here, I should leave him a stone. So I did.

I built a cairn. Come see.

Not today, Jem.

Let's go home. Mandy, come on, sweetheart, you, too.

[ROGER] Brianna!

I'm in here.

[SNIFFLES]

Apparently the kids go to the graveyard all the time.

Oh, sweetheart.

And, no, I didn't see Mama and Da's headstones.

And I never want to.

But the kids go there to visit Da.

Jemmy said he was there.

Oh, Bree, I'm sorry.

I'll talk to him.

He's just making stuff up again,

like the Nuckelavee.

But it is possible, though,

that Mama and Da might have been buried here.

Your parents did say they came to Scotland in their letters.

I know we said we'd wait to read another one,

but I was just missing them.

Hey.

We've waited long enough.

[SNIFFLES]

Okay.

[ROGER] "June 18th, 1777.

Fort Ticonderoga."

What on earth are they doing there?

[CLAIRE] Dear Bree, as you've doubtless gathered

from the heading of this letter, we are not yet in Scotland.

Your father was conscripted into service with the Continental Army.

We've been stationed at Fort Ticonderoga for the past few months.

Jamie commands a crew of men we met on the ship over

who call themselves Fraser's Irregulars.

As you can imagine, your father likes that.

They're building defenses to help protect the fort in case of attack.

Meanwhile, I've been helping the sick and injured

under one Lieutenant Stactoe, a man who thinks he's a surgeon but isn't,

and thinks that I am not because I am a woman.

Ian joined us again, having made his way north by land,

gathering information from the Indian tribes.

Meanwhile, the British Army are approaching us from the north,

but Major General St. Clair is confident the fort will hold.

[BRIANNA] "We'll stay and help the cause

"until your father is released from service on 10th July.

"He dreams of the children now and then.

"I think of them every single day.

We send all our love. Mama."

I know Fort Ticonderoga. My father took me there.

Aye.

We could always scour the history books, see if there's any mention of them.

Not that one.

Maybe it's better we don't know.

Colonel Fraser,

what progress has been made on the defenses?

Construction should be complete wi'in a fortnight, sir.

Excellent.

Colonel Kosciuszko.

General Fermoy.

If I may?

I believe we are vulnerable to attack

from Sugarloaf Hill.

If the British should take it, and I have reason to believe that they will try,

they will have the higher ground.

We should station men here, on Sugarloaf, immediately.

I cannot believe they'd be foolish enough to attempt such a thing.

The terrain is too treacherous and too steep for soldiers to scale.

If there are Highlanders among them...

[CHUCKLES] Yes, Highlanders. Or goats.

[MEN LAUGH]

Where a goat can go, a man can go, sir.

And where a man can go, he can drag a gun. Cannon fire will reach us.

No man could drag a cannon to that summit, Highlander or otherwise.

General St. Clair would agree with me.

I assure you,

Burgoyne will not dare attack from a mountain across the water.

- Wi' all due respect... - You are dismissed, Colonel Fraser.

[RANSOM] I'm sorry, Mr. Hunter,

you say you do not believe in violence of any kind,

and yet, by your own admission, there you were chopping up corpses.

For medical purposes.

I'd hardly call it violence as such.

There is only so much to be learned from texts.

And where is it you get these unfortunate specimens, eh?

They are executed criminals, but...

But you call me a brute, thinking we are better off without such villains among us.

Dispatch 'em, I say.

Does thee not believe it is a sin to take someone's life?

The life of a murderer?

No. I call it justice.

But an army surgeon.

I simply cannot fathom why you did not choose a more

peaceable profession, Mr. Hunter.

Well, when our parents died, a relative of mine arranged for me

to attend a medical college in London.

I believe it is a noble profession, and one that suits me well.

But say, a crime were committed against your lovely sister, Mr. Hunter,

or against your brother, Miss Hunter, you would hold fast to your principles?

We rely upon God's judgment alone.

Or the willingness of others to commit violence for you.

I think we shall have to agree to disagree on this matter.

The Quakers cannot be shaken from our beliefs.

We tremble only before God and his word.

[SAWING IN DISTANCE]

Look there.

Well met, all.

- Where are you bound? - Towards Albany.

Ah.

You're on the wrong road, sir.

Are you certain? We were told this was the best route.

I am certain. You ought to have gone left at the crossroads, sir.

It's several hours ride back to the crossroads.

[DENNY] Should we make camp here for the night?

[MAN] Why don't you come to my house?

My wife would be pleased to offer you supper and a bed.

That's quite generous of you.

I hope you've not gone to too much trouble for us.

We don't often have guests.

Please, eat.

We lived in abundance on this farm before the army started marching through.

Thriving, we were, before they started taking our crops,

our horses, the very clothes off our backs.

Which army was it?

Both of 'em.

I'm sorry to hear it.

Aye.

Aren't you hungry, love? You haven't touched your food.

I beg thy pardon. I think I must take some air.

[EXHALES SOFTLY]

Miss Hunter.

Are you well?

I needed to remove myself from the stench of that stew. Didst thou see...

No. And I shall be a good deal happier if you do not tell me.

[CHUCKLES]

I suppose we should be grateful

that the Johnsons could spare us any food at all,

given their humble circumstances.

You're right, of course. We will leave at dawn.

This sounds agreeable.

And if they are kind enough to offer us breakfast in the morning,

our answer will be a resounding "no."

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Have a great day at work, and leave the rest to me.

[EXHALES]

Not to worry, I have everything under control.

Oh, and bring your hard hat home with you.

Why?

I thought you could wear it to bed.

Oh.

I can do that.

Uh...

I would see you without your knickers on, but you don't seem to wearing any.

Mm.

- Just something new I'm trying. - Huh.

Or old.

Got so used to not wearing them in the 18th century.

- Just sort of feels weird now. - That's a shame.

I like you in your knickers.

- You like taking them off. - [CHUCKLES]

[GIGGLES]

[ROGER CHUCKLES] Hello.

[GRUNTS, EXHALES]

All right, sweetheart, Mommy's got to go to work.

- Will you be good for Daddy? - Yeah.

Yeah? Come here, baby. [KISSES] Bye.

- No mischief, you two. - Mischief?

Us?

[UPBEAT SCOTTISH MUSIC PLAYING]

- [MAN] Mike. - Morning, sir.

[MAN] Up here is the turbine room. You'll have seen one before.

[BRIANNA] Yep.

Apologies for the noise. They're replacing a turbine today.

We're in this one.

Oh.

- You'll need these to get around. - Oh. Thanks.

[MAN] Maintenance and repairs.

This is Mrs. MacKenzie, your new plant inspector.

She's already familiar with the schematics,

but she could do with a tour.

Introduce yourselves and get her up to speed.

Good luck.

[CLEARS THROAT]

I hear you're replacing a runner blade on one of the turbines.

- Can someone take me to the valve room? - That's my project.

I'll take you.

Thanks. I appreciate it, Mr...

Cameron. Rob Cameron.

And this is two of my crew, Craig Dowd, Andy Pfeiffer.

Nice to meet you, Madam Inspector.

Aye, charmed.

Right. Come on, then. Got a busy day ahead of us.

And a pint at the Ryeland for us tonight.

Every night.

Ah. The door's open. Pass your keys, I'll show you which one unlocks it.

[BRIANNA] Oh, great.

- Ladies first. - You can take my torch if you want.

Thanks.

[LOCK CLICKS]

Hello?

[MUFFLED LAUGHING]

All right. Very funny.

[ANDY] Good luck, Madam Inspector.

We'll leave your keys on your desk. Go, go, go!

- Hey! - [CAR ENGINE STARTS]

[SIGHS]

Really?

[CLICKING]

[TORCH CLANGS]

Come on.

Bastards.

Shit. Left or right?

Right.

[LIGHT WHOOSHING]

[WHOOSHING INTENSIFIES]

- [WHOOSHING STOPS] - [PANTING]

[PANTING]

[EXHALES]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[BLEATING]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

- You sent for me, sir? - Ah.

General St. Clair was told you speak Mohawk, lived among them.

Aye.

He trusts you're familiar with Joseph Brant, known as Thayendanegea.

I am.

The British have promised land to the Mohawk for an alliance.

We, of course, would prefer they supported us.

The general received word Brant is staying in the village of Shadow Lake.

You are to deliver a letter, which will contain important...

I know of the village,

but respectfully, sir,

can you kindly ask the general to send another scout?

Why is that?

There are personal reasons, sir.

Unfortunately, Mr. Murray, war does not allow for personal reasons.

The general requires that you leave today. That's an order.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Auntie, can I speak to you?

I ken you're busy, but...

No, of course.

Bairns.

I'm wondering how they come to be.

Ian, I refuse to believe that you don't know how babies are made.

I want to know why.

What went wrong?

You mean

with the child that you lost?

Aye. Iseabaìl.

What's wrong with me?

Why do you think anything's wrong with you?

Emily's grandmother,

Tsotehweh, believed that

to conceive, a man's spirit must overcome a woman's.

Emily has a child now.

With Kaheroton.

His spirit was strong enough but mine wasna?

I could never take another wife

if I kent I'd never give her bairns.

Uncle Jamie

told me about the, uh...

the sperm?

I wondered if there might be something wrong with mine.

Could you maybe

look?

Oh, Ian. I don't think that would help.

And I would need a microscope.

Did you ever

see your daughter?

She was wrapped up on the cradle board for the funeral, I...

I didn't have a chance.

Did Emily ever say...

Did she say there was anything wrong with the child?

Was she deformed in any way?

Emily said Iseabaìl was

perfect.

The truth is, Ian,

many women lose children.

You know, either through still-birth

or miscarriages, for any number of reasons.

Actually, it's quite common.

The women seldom talk about it.

Now I could list all of the medical conditions

that could have caused it, but,

I can assure you,

this has nothing to do with your spirit and everything to do with science.

So you're saying that

there's nothing wrong with me.

What I'm saying, is that there's every chance

you won't have a problem having a child with another woman.

Thank you, Auntie.

- [EXHALES] - [STOMACH GRUMBLING]

[GROANS SOFTLY]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Mr. Johnson, you couldn't sleep either.

Denny, wake up!

- [GROWLS] - [GRUNTS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[RACHEL] Stop it! Leave my brother alone!

[DENNY] Rachel, get back!

[RACHEL] Stop, Mrs. Johnson! What's wrong with you?

[DENNY] Rachel, grab her!

[RACHEL] Stop!

Stop!

- [YELLS] - [PANTING]

[RACHEL] Get off him! Get off him!

- [BREATHES HEAVILY] - [RACHEL] William!

[GRUNTS, PANTS]

[BREATH TREMBLING]

Thee saved our lives.

I don't know how to thank thee.

You can thank that rotten stew.

Had I not awoken with such terrible pain in my stomach...

- Where is your brother? - He's with the wife.

She confessed, but claims her husband forces her to help him.

So they've done this before.

She showed us a cupboard full of jewelry and other ill-gotten gains.

She offered them to us if we leave her in peace.

We won't accept, of course.

How many victims do they lure inside and then butcher in their sleep, I wonder.

She is begging for mercy.

She just lost her husband.

It is in God's hands now.

Punishment enough, perhaps.

What is it?

William.

I've never killed anyone before.

I do not quite know what to do about it.

I expected it to be in battle.

- I think I would know how to feel if it... - No.

Thee wouldn't.

You must think me disgraceful.

I know thee well enough to know that's untrue.

Claire.

Our scouts caught a British regular.

He told us that Simon Fraser's one of Burgoyne's brigadiers

and has the Fort Command.

- Simon Fraser? - Aye.

Not the old fox you met, or his son,

but my second cousin, Simon Fraser of Balnain. Very bonnie fighter.

- I don't doubt it. - Worse.

The British are running short of food, horses.

If they dinna have enough supplies, they won't be able to wait for us to surrender.

They'll need to take the fort by force.

I think they'll put cannon on Sugarloaf Hill.

Have you talked to General Fermoy?

Fermoy's not receptive to the concerns of his subordinates.

[SCOFFS] Well, he sounds like an arse.

He's a very proud man.

He insists they willna make it up there, but I ken how a Highlander thinks.

If there's a higher ground to take, then Simon Fraser will find a way.

Could you warn St. Clair directly?

Fermoy has the general's ear, so it's Fermoy I must persuade.

Wouldn't be wise to go around him. Could be very bad for my men.

But he's convinced an attack will come by land and not from across the water.

It reminds me of the battle of Singapore. Though the other way around.

In World War II, the British were stationed there.

General Percival had his guns aimed at the sea,

convinced that surrounding jungles were too dangerous and dense to penetrate.

Was he proved to be wrong?

The Japanese cut their way through the jungles and attacked

his defenses at the weakest point, by land. Seeing is believing.

Of course, by that point, it was too late.

Seeing is believing.

You've given me an idea.

[RANSOM] This is where we part.

Ticonderoga lies this direction.

My way lies farther north.

We thank thee for escorting us.

Should any British troops or Hessians molest you,

tell them that you demand to see their officer,

and that you know his friend.

And if they demand to know the name?

Harold Grey, Duke of Pardloe.

And who is Harold?

Some kin to me.

I would like you to have the money.

But I shall hold on to this.

I thank thee. But we will do well enough without it.

I insist.

Fare thee well.

Thee knows he is a British soldier, likely a deserter.

And if he is?

Violence follows such a man.

Is thee not taking me to join an army?

I think thee may be a hypocrite, Denzell Hunter.

Mm.

Say the word, I'll find thee a place with friends, where thee may stay in safety.

The Lord spoke to me, and I must follow my conscience.

There's no need for thee to follow it.

The Lord spoke to me as well.

He said, "Keep thy brother from dying."

[CHUCKLES]

If we're going to join the army, Denny, let us go and find it.

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

[IN ENGLISH] What brings you here?

My general sent me to speak with Thayendanegea.

Joseph Brant.

- About the war. - Yes, he's staying at our village.

But first, will you walk with me?

I can't go far.

My son.

And daughter. Newly born.

Your family has grown?

I wish to say to you that I'm sorry that I could not give you children.

And that I'm glad you have them.

Are you happy, Wahionhaweh?

I am.

You dinna ask me whether I am happy.

I have eyes.

May I meet your son?

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

[BABY CRYING]

[IN ENGLISH] I must attend to my daughter.

[SPEAKING MOHAWK]

[IN ENGLISH] "Swiftest of Lizards."

Are you Wolf's Brother?

I am. Your mother taught you English?

Yes.

My grandmother talks about you.

What does she say?

She says I am the child of your spirit.

- Does she? - Yes.

But I should not say so to my father.

Will you choose a name for him?

Of your people.

For when he walks in that world.

Thank you.

Your name is Ian James.

- Ian James. - Mm-hmm.

I like it.

[LAUGHS]

[SANDING]

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

Jemmy. It's not safe in here. Come on out.

Come on.

[CHUCKLES]

What's wrong, son?

You can tell me.

No.

Why didn't you come up to the house?

Huh?

For Dad's regular tea-time special, beans on toast.

I got in trouble at school.

What for?

Tommy Reid said, me and Mama and Mandy, we're all gonna burn in hell as papists.

You know what to say to that.

"I'll see you there."

And I did.

Only I said it in the Gaelic. Miss Glendenning didn't like that.

She grabbed me by the ear and said, "In this classroom, we speak English."

She shook me, Da.

And I cursed her, one of Granddad's curses.

So, she called the headmaster.

And he made me hold out my hands and gave me three of the belt.

Am I in trouble?

Come here, son.

You're not mad?

Not at you.

Why is it bad to speak Gaelic?

It's not.

Dinna fash, we'll sort it out.

I promise.

Come on.

And pick up your wrappers. Don't leave your rubbish out here anymore.

It's not my rubbish, Da.

You must try to get some sleep, Mrs. Raven. You're overtired.

How can I sleep

when any moment we may be set upon by the British Army?

Or worse, Indians.

I've heard they cut off pieces of you.

Fingers first.

One joint at a time.

I'll prepare some herbs, it'll help you settle your nerves.

But you have to try and keep these terrible thoughts out of your mind.

How can I?

My husband and son were killed.

[BREATH TREMBLES]

I'm so sorry.

- [DENNY SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY] - I'll get something that'll help you rest.

I'm in charge here. We'll do this my way.

And we will cut below the knee, especially as the patient might lose...

Can I help you?

Lieutenant Stactoe.

I don't believe we've met.

Denzell Hunter. And thee is?

- Mrs. Fraser. - You may move along, madam.

We have work to do.

Please. Is it true? They tell me it will need to be amputated.

I'm afraid they're right.

Your foot is gangrenous.

I am sorry.

What were you debating?

Nothing for you to remark upon, certainly.

We were discussing the degree of amputation required.

The surgeon wishes to cut below the knee to preserve the joint.

I'm inclined to agree with Lieutenant Stactoe.

Well, I believe we must perform a mid-femoral amputation.

Walter has a popliteal aneurysm, meaning...

That the artery is in danger of rupturing.

Yes.

You're right.

I'm so sorry, Walter.

- I'll go fetch some boiling water. - Boiling water?

To sterilize the instruments to prevent post-operative infection.

I see.

Mrs. Fraser, you will not subject my blades to boiling water.

- It will ruin the temper of the metal. - Hot water will do nothing but clean them.

And I can't let you use a dirty blade on this man.

"Let me"?

I do not need your permission, madam.

Perhaps I should perform the operation, as the surgeon with a degree in medicine.

Would thee care to assist me?

I would.

Very well then, Dr. Hunter, butcher this man however you like.

But you won't be using my equipment.

No matter. I have a set of my own.

I'll send my sister to fetch them, along with a pan of boiling water.

Walter, I think it best you get some rest.

What are we doing here? I was told there was a matter of great importance.

There is. See for yourself, sir.

Is that our cannon? And our soldiers?

My men hauled it to the summit.

Wi' the permission of the captain of artillery.

If they can do it, you can be sure Simon Fraser and his men will, too.

What are you doing?

They're aiming at us.

[CANNON FIRES]

[PEOPLE CLAMORING, SCREAMING]

[JAMIE] Stand down.

We're not under attack!

Have the men stop. Tell them to get back to their posts.

[MAN] Return to your posts!

What have you done?

The fort is within firing range. You've seen it with your own eyes.

The only thing I have seen, Colonel, is your flagrant disregard for authority.

I instructed them to aim wide. Only meant to demonstrate our vulnerability.

By creating another?

Taking men and cannon outside the protection

of these walls. What if they fell into enemy hands?

This fort will fall into their hands if we dinna put men there.

Enough. How dare you humiliate me, sir?

Disobeying my order with this reckless public spectacle.

I should put you in chains for your insubordination.

Fortunately for you, I cannot spare a single soldier.

If and when the British attack by land,

we need every man inside to defend the fort.

Bring your men and that cannon back here, immediately.

And they are not to leave the fort again.

Ian Murray.

Miss Hunter.

- I didn't expect to see you again. - We heard there was a need for surgeons.

My brother wished to lend his support.

That's brave of you, to leave your home.

Thy friend, William, recovered well

and accompanied us on a large part of our journey.

We were grateful for his protection.

Well, now that you're here, I offer my protection.

I welcome thy protection. Though, hope I don't need it. [CHUCKLES]

[CHUCKLES]

Are those medicinal herbs?

Aye. Whenever I'm sent off to scout, I forage for my Auntie Claire.

Claire Fraser is thy aunt? We've been working closely with her.

- Suppose I'll be seeing more of you. - I suppose so.

[CLAIRE] No sign of infection.

It's healing nicely.

Though, you'll have to stay in bed for a while.

So, dancing is out of the question?

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

You like to dance, Mr. Woodcock?

My wife does.

That's how we fell in love.

Dancing.

[CHUCKLES]

I'm sure she misses you very much.

I hope so.

We, uh, didn't part on the best of terms.

But thanks to you, I have a chance to see her again.

Put things right.

[BRIANNA] But then the tunnel split in two directions.

[JEMMY] Which way did you go?

Well, luckily, I had studied the tunnel schematics, so I knew where to go.

- I went right. - Magic.

And that's why you always do your homework, pal.

[BRIANNA] Exactly.

And then when I finally got out, all of my co-workers applauded.

You were really brave, Mama.

- Thanks, kiddo. - [ROGER] This calls for a toast.

Mm?

Cheers.

To my brave wife, on her first day.

Slàinte.

Slàinte.

- Slàinte. - Slàinte.

[ALL CHUCKLE]

Come with me for a minute?

Finish your dessert, kids.

I thought you had a great day.

I didn't want to upset you and the kids, but it was shit.

It was totally horrible.

I am furious, Roger.

This wasn't just hazing, they did this to me because I'm a woman.

[SIGHS]

- Arseholes. - [GRUNTS]

I knew this was gonna be hard.

I knew that. But I just...

I'm worried they're never gonna respect me.

I imagine that's what it was like for your mother

that first day at Harvard Medical School,

being the only woman in a class full of men.

It's not gonna be easy.

But you made it through today.

I think that's something worth celebrating.

I have a little something for you.

[GASPS]

A hidden drawer?

I found it yesterday when one of the drawers got stuck.

What is it?

Wow!

Oh, Roger, it's beautiful.

Oh.

I love it. You did not have to do this.

I wanted to.

You know, for you to use at work.

To make sure you know that I am so proud of you.

I'm sorry I didn't make that clearer from the start.

Thank you.

Maybe you should put your knickers back on.

[MANDY SCREAMS]

[ROGER] Jem, what's going on?

It wasn't me. I swear. She saw someone outside and was scared.

But I didn't see anyone.

Mandy, honey, hey.

- Did you see someone outside? - The Nuckelavee.

[ROGER] Maybe she did see someone.

I saw some, uh, food wrappings on the ground earlier. I'll have a look.

It's fine. [SHUSHES]

You're okay. Jem, you okay, baby?

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

Burgoyne's cannon will likely reach the summit by daybreak.

How is it we were not prepared for this?

No one could have foreseen it, sir.

[ST. CLAIR] Do we think their cannon can reach our walls?

- I think they can, sir. - God's blood.

Then I see no other choice. We must evacuate immediately.

[MEN MUTTERING]

But, sir, we cannot abandon the fort without a fight.

Burgoyne's soldiers outnumber ours two-fold.

- If they breach our walls... - [JAMIE] General, if I may?

I've already ordered my men to commandeer boats at Lake Champlain.

The water will carry civilians faster than the British can march.

Take as many as you can. The rest of you, gather supplies and artillery,

destroy whatever you cannot carry.

We must leave nothing behind for Burgoyne's army.

[ROGER] Bree!

The kids are in the house, glued to the telly.

So we have about 15 minutes.

I think, uh,

I have an appointment for an inspection.

Oh, do you, now?

I'd love to, but...

But?

There's something I have to do.

- [KEYS JINGLE] - [DOOR OPENS]

I'll be here when you get home.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[MEN CHATTERING]

You coming to the game this weekend?

[MAN CLEARS THROAT] Wrong place, lassie.

Knitting club is down the street.

So, who do I have to lock in a tunnel to get a drink around here?

I heard you made it out in record time, hen.

[SNICKERING]

[LAUGHING]

No, no. Seriously, seriously.

Craig here would have definitely gotten lost.

He had to be in there for three days.

He'd have still been in there.

- No, he'd have still been in there. - No, I'd have been out in a second.

[ROB] Hey, Donny.

Bring a pint of your finest for my colleague.

[ANDY] No, no, man. I would've been out.

Look, you had your fun and games yesterday.

We'll call it a clean slate.

But if you ever do anything like that again, I will have the lot of you fired.

Oh, and don't call me hen.

[MEN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

Fair enough, guv.

- [CLAIRE] How long do we have? - A few hours, at most.

We'll bring as many as we can.

Are we under attack, Mrs. Fraser?

Walter,

we have to evacuate.

I think I can walk with a little support.

I'm so sorry.

But it's too soon. The sutures won't hold.

It's too dangerous.

If there were any way I could, I'd take you with me.

I understand.

You go on then.

Big Red needs you. So do the others.

It's best that you stay here.

You're injured, the British will have to show you mercy.

Mercy?

[SCOFFS]

If you keep the wound clean,

and don't put too much strain on it, it will heal quickly.

Here.

This is laudanum. It will help with the pain, and help you sleep.

Just don't take too much.

This war, it will be over one day.

And you can go home to your wife.

Goodbye, Walter.

Godspeed, Mrs. Fraser.

[JAMIE] Come now. Quick as you can.

Follow the boats that have gone ahead.

[WOMAN] Row. Row. Row.

[PEOPLE CLAMORING]

Jem said he built this for you, Da.

He said that he and Mandy come here to talk to you.

Well...

There's something I think you'd be proud of. Got a new job,

working in a dam.

Well, I'm the plant inspector, which kind of means I'm everybody's boss.

It's not really that easy telling the lads what to do.

Even in this time, it's complicated.

Roger and I bought Lallybroch.

I wish you and Ma could see it.