Outlander

Previously...

Arch Bug, is that you?

He means to kill someone I love.

Your friend must love you very much

to entrust you with his dog.

I'm only looking after him until he returns.

Jemmy knows this place.

If he got away from Cameron, he'd run for Lallybroch.

It's best that you stay here. You're injured.

The British will have to show you mercy.

Mercy?

Oh, come now, cousin.

We're celebrating your new posting.

It will be glorious.

It's John's nephew, Henry.

He was injured in battle.

We can't leave now.

I can't, but you...

Have ye asked her to wait for ye?

Promise me you'll go to her.

But I should be with him

for the rest of his life.

Your Da wants you

to go and live the rest of your life.

Oh, Christ.

What may I do for ye?

Always guard yer head. Now push me back.

Fight as one.

See if ye can take me down.

- Mind yer feet, Jamie. -

Stumble and ye're good as dead.

Good, Ian.

Look for yer chance!

- - Ah!

Jamie's hurt, Da.

No, I'm not.

But you would be in a fight. And why is that?

Because we didna fight as one.

Aye.

Fight as brothers, and ye'll never lose.

You must stand on Jamie's left, son,

for you must always protect yer chief's weaker side.

And never leave it.

I must say...

I ken Claire had a few years on you,

but I never guessed it was 200.

- Two hundred and seven. -

Oh, Christ, it hurts.

Feels like there's a knife in my chest.

If I could take your place, I would.

Ah.

I'm no' bothered so much about dyin', but...

holy God, the slowness of it is killing me.

If there are miracles about

such as yer wife in the world...

just think what awaits us in paradise, eh?

Aye.

One thing, though.

You could have yer leg back.

- - Oh, God. Don't laugh.

Christ, Jenny'll kill me

if ye cough up a lung and die out here.

Ahh.

Ye remember when...

we gave each other blood for blood?

That's when we lost Willie.

Ye came to me.

- Said ye'll be my brother. -

Aye.

Course I remember.

I've loved you as one ever since.

It will not be long now, love.

On your left, man.

Jenny...

Ye should have Michael and Young Jamie help ye.

I want to do it.

When must ye leave?

I'll stay as long as ye need me.

Michael's agreed to accompany Joan

to her convent in Paris.

So I'll visit her there...

and then return to Philadelphia.

Ye could come wi' me.

Stay wi' us at the Ridge.

Perhaps I'll join ye one day,

in America,

when the war is over and the weans need me the less.

But not today.

Where d'ye think he is, Jamie?

Ian, I mean.

Is he already gone?

He's just here.

Where he's always been.

D'ye think he's gone yet?

I don't know.

Sometimes people hang on for a long time,

even when they're very ill.

When is his birthday?

It's in May sometime.

Near Uncle Jamie's.

Why?

'Cause sometimes,

people hold on till after their birthdays

before dying.

Were you with yer parents when they died?

No.

My parents died in an accident when I was five.

I should ha' stayed wi' him.

He wanted you to go.

He wanted you to find Rachel.

I wish he could ha' met her.

Wish she could ha' met him.

Have you told her about him?

No.

Well, you can now.

The porter at the dock assured me that

the Continental Army are still encamped at Valley Forge.

That's where she'll be.

I'll find a horse and go after her.

All right.

Be careful.

It is still a war.

I knew the city was under British occupation,

but I never imagined we'd be searched upon arrival.

The porter said there's a wee problem with spies.

Papers.

Safe Passage.

Signed by General Burgoyne himself.

Thank you, sir.

Let 'em through.

Apparently, women aren't considered much of a threat.

May I help you?

Yes. Is your mistress at home?

Bless you, Madam. I have no mistress.