Outlander

Time is marked and measured in different ways.

Ye dinna see any changes, do ye, Sassenach?

No.

You're still you.

The colors of our lives were changing.

You're just...

I love you too.

We're going to call her Felicity.

Oh.

Josiah, a hunter.

That's Keziah, my brother.

- Sure I'm boring you, Miss... - Lizzie.

Is time God's eternal web...

- Huh. - It's broken.

He can travel.

...the mildest touch setting off vibrations

that echo through the eons...

- What are you? - I come from another time.

Willing events to happen, bringing the future forward?

I change the future every time I save a person's life here.

So time, space,

history be damned.

There are things that someone might be able to change,

something between a man and his wife.

Wherever you are, you make choices...

It is evident that the mood in the American colonies

grows darker by the day.

I feel a storm coming.

You are blood of my blood, bone of my bone.

...foolish ones...

In another lifetime,

you and I might've had more time.

...or ones that save yourself or someone else.

- Dinna be afraid... -

Doesna hurt a bit to die.

I've paid my debt, and I'm finished

with my obligation to you and to the Crown.

You may have your coat back, sir.

All you can hope for...

Now, we have taken it upon ourselves

to form a committee of safety.

...is that the good will outweigh the harm

that may come of it.

What's the meaning of this?

Mama won't wake up.

- S-she's breathing. - Claire!

At the still, that was you.

Aren't you the clever one, Dr. Rawlings?

Who's next for a go with the hedge whore?

You are alive. You are whole.

Kill them all.

Give anything enough time,

and everything is taken care of...

I will watch you burn in hell

before I let you harm another soul in this house.

...all pain encompassed,

all hardship erased, all loss subsumed.

I brought you your brother.

Lionel, he reaped what he sowed,

and you did what you must, as will I, when the time comes.

And if time is anything akin to God,

I suppose that memory... must be the devil.

Here we are!

My Protestant friends, we shall feast and be merry tonight!

If the Lord provides for the lowliest sparrow...

what will He not do for us?

See? I warned you about that sermonizing bastard.

Aye.

Now that you're here wi' us,

perhaps you can reason wi' him.

Why would he listen to me?

'Cause ye're Mac Dubh.

If anyone can put him in his place, it's you.

Carry on.

But, Mac Dubh, you canna let him away wi' it.

My faithful subjects,

how can we bear this injustice?

We must have provisions if we are to travel on

to Culloden to face the British army.

Got to keep our strength up!

Will someone shut that old fool up?

Leave him alone. He's harmless.

Dinna fear, Your Royal Highness.

I'll fetch one for ye.

Thank you, young James, most gracious.

Of course, Sire.

Rise at once!

A true and loyal soldier

bows to his future king,

his Bonnie Prince.

- You old fool! Get up, James. - Hear, hear!

You're a soldier in the army of the Lord,

- even if you are a damn papist. -

We're all prisoners here, but you Catholics...

There you go.

Accept that Scotland's fate

lies in the hands of a Protestant king!

Bunch of heathens!

Stop!

Stop it!

Back!

Get back! No!

Back!

What is keeping you from eating, Mr. Christie?

I'm certain it isn't a lack of appetite.

Perhaps you think it impertinent of me

not to have asked our fellow here to dine with us.

Of course not, sir.

He's no different from the rest of them.

I've done nothing.

I have no wish to be here, sir.

Good. With respect, I don't want to have to see

or hear of you more than is strictly necessary.

The feeling is mutual, Governor.

Hmm.

But when I hear reports of a James bowing in homage to...

Not this James, sir.

'Twas the young lad, James McCready.

Huh.

Yes, I shouldn't have thought the infamous Red Jamie

would do such a thing.

But you must be wondering why I requested

your presence here, Mr. Fraser.

Please, sit.

As I said, I've done nothing.

I wanted to introduce myself

and to remind you both...

of the civility that I expect,

that which is preventing Mr. Christie here

from taking the first bite...

the knowledge that I am your superior.

I cannot have prisoners rioting

or bowing to one another like lairds.

It's a flagrant disrespect for rank and order,

an insult to His Majesty's army and to me.

If I may, Governor.

Old Charlie is not of sound mind.

And I believe myself to be above consorting with madmen

or degenerate prisoners!

There is nothing stopping me from doing as I wish,

not even the thin veil of courtesy between us.

You are educated, Mr. Christie, a man I can reason with.

I know the men respect you as a soldier.

We were both on Culloden moor that day.

And now we're here, hmm, making the best of things.

But my captain tells me your arrival here

has, uh, excited the men.

Do nothing to further aggravate them.

Well, then...

how shall the men be punished for their behavior, hmm?

I believe they must be taught a lesson, Governor.

Another day of hard labor tomorrow...

for all but the two of you.

Consider it a welcome, Mr. Fraser.

The guards will escort you back.

Go.

Go.

S-sorry. S-sorry. I-I didn't mean to.

I've slowly been losing my sight.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for a lock of hair.

It fell out when the guards found this.

My...

my Rebecca gave it to me.

Probably long gone, lad.

I'm...

I'm forgetting her face.

Is... is that what you did?

I heard the men say your wife was gone and...

Mr. Christie tells me to put my mind on God instead.

Do you think it's all been for nothing,

what we've been through?

If there's a chance she's waiting for you...

then no.

What we have known...

some never will.

'Tisna just nor fair,

but it's eternal.

And it's ours.

If she loves you as you love her...

she's always wi' ye, lad.

Bring her to mind.

She'll come.