Outlander

Previously...

Will you do me the honor

of accepting command of a battalion?

I'd be exceedingly honored.

I take thee, Ian, to be my husband.

The Great Dismal Swamp deprived me of my horse.

War is long.

No doubt an opportunity for redemption

will present itself.

I'm a Rebel

working as an American agent

in the guise of a captain in His Majesty's army.

I came for the gold.

Did you get ahold of the locksmith at least?

Yeah, I'm gonna go back and meet him there now.

Arabella's mine.

I'll have her.

What is your real name?

Jane.

I have had carnal knowledge of your wife.

We'll take your prisoner back to camp

and question him ourselves.

Thee must go. They're going to hang thee.

Where'd you escape from?

I was put in irons by a British officer

who took me for a spy.

I think we can relieve your straits.

Gout.

Oh, don't look so surprised.

I wasn't, the way I eat.

In any event, the quacks have ordered me not to travel.

I'm very sorry, brother.

I suppose New York is out of the question then.

For me, it is.

- No. - Come, now.

I can issue you a new warrant of commission this instant.

John William...

Bertram Armstrong...

Stop, Hal.

I don't suppose the quacks will allow you

a game of billiards at least?

I'm afraid I can't stand long enough to perform a lag.

How's William?

When I saw him last week, he told me

you hadn't yet procured him a commission.

He's more than eager to see action in the colonies.

And I could certainly guarantee him that.

Henry's about to take up his own commission

as lieutenant in Garfield's regiment.

If and when William takes up his commission,

I will see to it.

I can't stop William from joining the army,

nor would I if I could,

but there are other considerations.

And what might those be?

The end of the war, specifically.

Peace,

reconciliation with Mother England.

It is still possible.

Mm.

Yes, I know all about your opinion.

Heard your recent speech in the House of Lords.

Christ Hal, how Henry and Ben will be fighting across the sea.

Do you want to have to tell your wife

that your sons have died in a war

that could have been stopped?

America is a son who has dishonored his father.

Let that behavior go unpunished,

and what becomes of our other colonies, hmm?

If my son had done something that I felt dishonored me,

I wouldn't harm or kill him in consequence.

Well, you only have one.

I've certainly wanted to kill one or another of mine

on occasion.

But you haven't.

No, I haven't.

Not yet.

God's blood, perhaps you're right.

Perhaps I could pursue peace.

But not capitulation.

Give me your word, John...

...that you will never accept

the notion of American independency.

Never.

I, Bertram Armstrong, swear to be true

to the United States of America,

to serve them honestly and faithfully

against all their enemies and opposes whatsoever.

And to observe and obey the orders

of the Continental Congress.

And to observe and obey the orders

of the Continental Congress.

And the orders of the generals and officers

set over me by them.

And the orders of the officers and generals

set over me by them.

Well, Mrs. Figg,

maybe it's not as grand as the last one,

but it'll have to do.

Hmm.

May I help you?

Excuse me. Excuse me, sir!

I assume you have a presentable dining room

and that your kitchen's still in good order.

Where's your manners, boy?

What sort of greeting is that?

There's none so fine as the kitchen in this house.

Yes.

I pride myself on that,

no matter who's asking.

This will be most suitable.

Suitable for what, Lieutenant?

Perhaps the gentleman will have the courtesy

to explain himself to you, sir,

because he just barged through

without even so much as a "good day" to me.

I don't care who's winning this infernal war.

This is still His Lordship's house

as far as I'm concerned,

and we have standards to uphold.

"His Lordship"?

I'm General Fraser.

This house belongs to Lord John Grey.

He, uh... he departed

when the city fell out of Loyalist hands.

Forgive me, General Fraser.

I didn't know.

I'm Lieutenant Beautyman.

General Washington sent me to survey the condition

of various properties in the city

since it is now under our control.

General Washington's here?

Passing through, yes.

He'll rejoin the army soon.

But I've been asked to find somewhere

he might meet with a few of his generals

over dinner...

yourself included, as it turns out.

And now you won't have to travel far.

The dinner will take place here.

Here?

When?

This evening.

Then I hope you're at home in the kitchen,

since you'll be joining me there.

I have an apron that will suit you just fine.

Oh!

Oh...

Your pardon, please.

No, it's my fault.

And you're certainly not a turnip.

Oh, indeed, madame, I assure you.

I danced with the Queen of France once

and trod upon her foot.

She called me a turnip and forbade me from the court.

Merci beaucoup.

Might I beg the favor of your name

so I may have the honor of knowing whom I've assaulted?

Claire Fraser.

My husband is General Fraser.

Marie Joseph Paul Roch Gilbert du Motier,

Marquis de Lafayette.