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Previously...

Built yer house for ye.

I'm so overwhelmed.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a wee bit selfish

in putting this together,

seeing as I have your first two patients.

Is it really you?

Oh, darling.

We wanted to come home.

Captain Charles Cunningham.

You fought for the king then.

I laid down my sword for good.

You are all undoubtedly going to hell.

I think perhaps that witch is Mrs. Cunningham.

I will remain in America with Mercy.

We wish to be wed.

Henry, marriages of this sort are illegal.

Ben is dead.

He was taken prisoner while out with a raiding party.

A young lady appeared on my doorstep with her baby,

claiming she was Benjamin's widow.

"Soul of a Rebel" by Franklin W. Randall.

What does it say?

That war is coming,

and that James Fraser dies in it.

Oh, my word.

Ben.

Let me see the letter.

It becomes you.

Yes, I know.

Where is it you'll be sent?

Boston.

I'm to report to General Howe's detachment

as soon as we set foot in America.

Where?

There.

Oh, General Rolàn.

I can't believe you still have him.

Of course I still have him.

You gave him to me when I first came to this house.

You made me feel a part of this family.

Since he was always my best fighter,

I want you to take him with you for good fortune.

As you know, he hasn't ever lost a battle.

I promise I shall keep him right here with me

for as long as I wear this uniform.

I know he'll guard me well, cousin.

♪ 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 ♪

You mean anytime I take a drink of water,

I'm swallowing all of that?

Yes, but don't worry.

Most of what you're looking at is perfectly harmless.

And it'll be dissolved by your stomach acid.

But there are plenty of nasty things in water.

Acid?

In my stomach?

But wouldn't that just eat right through things?

That's how your food is digested.

But your stomach walls are very thick,

and they're covered in mucus, so...

My stomach is full of snot?

You find mucus in most of the inside of your body.

You have these things called mucus membranes,

and they secrete mucus whenever your body

needs help with a little bit of slipperiness.

Oh, is that what women have between their legs to make--

Yes.

When you're pregnant, you need that slipperiness

to help the baby come out.

So all these things are here all the time,

but we can't see them?

That's right.

I wish Janie was here.

She would have loved this.

Whenever she would hear of a curiosity,

she'd tell me about it.

Mrs. Abbott, the madame,

didn't like such talk and forbade it.

She thought Jane was strange

and accused her of practicing the dark arts.

The men seemed to like her strangeness,

especially the soldiers.

Come here.

Let me tell you something.

Fanny,

I know you've seen some terrible things.

I have, too.

So you can say anything to me.

I won't be shocked.

All of the family--

Mr. Fraser, Mr. and Mrs. MacKenzie--

you can tell them anything at any time.

But...

some of the people on the Ridge,

they won't have had the same experiences as you and I.

And, well, they might be shocked

if you told them very much

about how you used to live.

They've never met whores.

I think some of the men must have.

I'm sure you're right.

But we wouldn't want anyone to make any assumptions about you

or think that they have the right to do things to you

that they do not.

Does that mean I shouldn't talk about Jane either?

No, no.

You can talk about your sister whenever you like.

She wanted to protect you from that life,

and she tried to keep you safe.

And now...

we will keep you safe, always.

Go on.

Look at the rest of the slides.

Dougal's son?

William Buccleigh MacKenzie.

We called him Buck.

Aye, he stayed in 1739.

We asked him to come with us, but I couldn't convince him.

Ah, 'twas good of ye to forgive him--

a man who'd have ye hanged?

I'm not sure I could have done the same.

He's a good man.

Sometimes good men do things, thinking them right,

only to realize later that they were mistaken.

Shouldn't we forgive that?

And he's family.

I love him for that alone.

I was wonderin' if you could advise me on something.

I'd be happy to.

Yeah.

I've been reading Frank's book.

It says a battle is coming to the backcountry.

The Patriots will win

because the Overmountain men call upon each other.

A John Sevier,

a Benjamin Cleveland, and a--

a Isaac Shelby.

Do you ken any of these names from history?

I mean...

No.

I've never heard of any of those names before.

But then again, the Revolutionary War

in North Carolina wasn't my academic speciality.

Says I'll fight alongside them.

But I dinna ken any of those men.

Are you sure it's you?

There are a good many men named James Fraser in Scotland.

And I'm sure there are plenty here, too.

Aye, but if it is me, then...

...if Frank kent who I was,

didn't have any reason to love me.

Do you want me to read it?

Maybe.

Once I'm finished.

Mr. Fraser!

Well met.

Captain Cunningham.

I received word you wished to see me.

I stopped by your house,

and your wife mentioned I'd find you here.

Thanks for coming.

You, uh--

you already ken my son-in-law, Roger MacKenzie.

Yes, we spoke a few days ago.

I'm pleased to see you again, Mr. MacKenzie.

Likewise.

Roger tells me that perhaps we met on the level.

And we parted on the square.

You are a Freemason?

Yes, although it's been years since I've had a lodge.

For us as well, but we mean to change that.

I'm organizing a meeting to be held on the Ridge

every fortnight.

Be honored if you'd join us.

I'd be more than pleased to attend.

Good.

Do you have another axe? I'll lend a hand.

We are gathered together in the sight of God

to join this man and this woman

in holy matrimony.

And while the law of the Commonwealth

of Pennsylvania means to impede such a union,

the unjust laws of men

are no match for the omnipotence of God.

- Amen. - Amen.

As I look at the faces in this room,

I am grateful for each of you

who came to bear witness to our union.

Your steadfastness gives me hope,

hope that those who are absent today

will, in time, open their hearts to us,

and hope that, through hard work,

we will see Mr. Bryan's bill pass the Assembly

and end the ban on marriages such as ours.

Hear, hear.

Hear, hear.

As the only member of the Grey family in attendance,

I want to apologize to you, Mercy.

We are a stubborn lot.

We have ideas about what is right and what is wrong.

And we stand by them, come what may.

Henry is no different.

He fell in love with you.

He knew that to be right, and he stubbornly

would brook no opposition,

titles and expectations be damned.

For that, I could not be more proud of him.

Henry, I wish you every happiness.

To the bride and groom.

To the bride and groom.

If you'll excuse me. Thank you.

Thank you, cousin.

That was a wonderful speech.

Come with me a moment.

What's wrong?

Whatever do you mean?

Something's troubling you.

It's nothing.

I know when you're keeping something from me.

We can talk tomorrow.

Today is for celebration--

Not until you tell me what's bothering you.

It's your brother.

Ben?

What of him?

He was taken prisoner by the Continentals.

Was leading a raiding party in New Jersey.

Forgive me, Henry, I--

I did not want to tell you this today...

...but he died in their custody.

What?

How- how could this happen?

I don't know.

Apparently, Papa was given very few details.

But he has a wife and son.

For their sake, I will

go and see what else I can discover as to what happened.

What can you do?

You- you're no longer in the army.

You resigned your commission.

I will do all I can.

Yes. Yes, of course.

You, um--

you must go.

I truly am sorry, Henry.

Have to say, I don't think I'd ever met

a Quaker before Ian brought you to the Ridge.

And is- is Quaker the right word?

We say friend.

I'm certain you must have met at least one.

You might not have known it if the Quaker chose

not to speak in plain speech when talking with thee.

Most of us don't have stripes, spots,

or any other physical mark by which they might discern us.

You know, I always wondered what sort of woman

Ian would marry.

I couldn't have imagined

marrying a man named Wolf's Brother either.

But there he is in my bed every morning, nevertheless.

They do say the Lord moves in mysterious ways.

That, He does.

I came to the Ridge a widow with two bairns.

Never once did I think a good man

like Evan Lindsay would look at me,

much less ask to marry me.

To be filled with such joy again--

Oh, these ants!

I'll move up a wee bit.

These wicked wee bletherskates cannae be in all of them.

Whoop. Oh.

Are you all right?

I'm quite well.

He's just stretching,

pushing his little feet into my ribs.

Though I'm afraid he's running out of space.

In my final days with Rodney, I felt like I was gonna burst.

Then, one morning, he just popped out.

Well, I thought I had to visit the privy,

but I couldn't even reach the chamber pot,

so I just squatted there by the table.

And there he was.

Oh, Lizzie.

Well, don't get your hopes up, Rachel.

That is not a very universal birthing experience,

I'm afraid.

Yes.

- Ah! - Amy!

Ah!

Claire!

- It's Amy! - What's happened?

- Ma! - A bear.

Aidan! Aidan, Aidan.

Let me go! Let me see her!

- Stay here. - Let me go!

Aidan.

Just Mrs. Fraser do her work.

- Ma! - Keep him in the kitchen.

Fanny, I need you to step outside.

Ma!

Roger's gone to fetch Evan.

Can you do something at least until they arrive?

I haven't any laudanum.

Go get more bandages.

Aye.

Amy, you're here with us.

Apply pressure there.

I want to go.

I want to see my ma.

You need to let Mrs. Fraser help your mother right now.

Please.

Aidan is here.

Evan's on his way with Orrie.

I think I can hear them.

They're almost here.

All right?

Look, they're here.

I'll see what's happenin'.

- Da. - Come here to me. Adie.

- I want to see her. - Claire, Evan's here.

Here, here, here. Aidan, Orrie.

She's lost a lot of blood,

and I think she's bleeding internally.

There's nothing I can do.

Don't be scared. You're all right.

Adie, you listen.

Your ma will be all right.

She'll be all right.

I want to see her.

Aye. Go now.

Wait.

It's all right.

They should come.

Aye. Come. Come, come.

You're all right.

Amy, your husband and sons are here.

Oh, dear God!

Amy.

Ma?

Ma?

Please, wake up.

Help her.

Mrs. Fraser, you help everyone.

Can you no' do something?

I'm so sorry, Evan.

Please.

I wish I could.

I'm so sorry.

All is well.

You're safe now.

I'll take care of the boys.

I love you so much.

I love you, Ma.

Pray for her.

Pray- pray now. Pray now before she goes.

God, be merciful unto us.

Hold her in the palm of Thy hand.

Keep her always in the hearts of her children,

for the Lord says, come to me,

all who labor and are heavy laden,

and I will give you rest.

Rachel, are you hurt?

What happened?

Are you well?

Is it wee Oggy?

No, he's well.

I'm well.

It's poor Amy.

A bear attacked her in the woods.

Came out of nowhere.

One moment, she was there,

talking and laughing with us, and then the next...

...she was on the ground.

It could have been any one of us.

She's with the Lord now.

God rest her soul.

Halt there.

Captain.

There.

Thank you.

I'm afraid I don't have much information

to share about the prisoner.

There was an outbreak of jail fever.

He was one of the many poor souls who succumbed to it.

I- I don't know what his family was expecting to hear

beyond his circumstance.

Captain Lord Grey had a wife and young son.

I only wish one day, when he is old enough,

to tell him what I can about what happened to his father.

That is all I'm asking for.

I'm sure you understand that the details we received

were scant, to say the least.

Well, I am sorry.

Do send them my sincerest condolences.

Did he leave anything behind, perhaps?

Anything I could return to them as a token of remembrance?

I'll make enquiries with the surgeon,

find out if any of the prisoner's belongings

have been stored.

I am sincerely obliged.

While I wait, could one of your men

show me where I might find his grave?

I had my rifle on me.

It all happened so fast, and--

I know, darling.

Are you all right?

Yeah. Mm.

Yeah. I will be.

Roger's with the kids.

I'm gonna go get ready for the hunt.

I need to do something.

Mrs. Fraser!

Mrs. Cunningham.

I've come to help.

I was at the trading post when I heard what was ado.

Mr. Lindsay told me where to find his wife's shroud.

Well, that's very thoughtful of you.

But she already had one made?

Do you not, Mrs. Fraser?

No.

Perhaps I should.

Do you?

Well, of course.

At my age, I often think I should sleep in it.

If you hold her steady, I'll roll it down.

Well, I think I should clean her first.

Oh, well, in that case, you'll need more hot water.

I'll fetch a bucket.

In the kitchen.

Sure you want to be part of this, Evan?

Aye, I do,

if it's the last thing I do.

And the lad?

Aye.

You're coming, too.

I am?

Aye, lad.

I'll help you track it.

But the kill is yours and Mr. Lindsay's.

You hunted a bear before?

Dinna kill a bear the way you kill a buck.

You want to aim for the shoulder, just behind it.

That'll slow it enough to take the final shot,

one to the heart.

That beast took your mother.

But you'll take its hide, meat, and bones,

and you'll see to it, it will never harm anyone ever again.

You ready?

I am.

Good.

Are you sure about this?

He's just a boy.

Aye.

He has a right to see his mother avenged.

Salt to wash away sin

and to stop her ghost from walking.

I was thinking that we could keep the head covered

with a clean cloth for the wake.

Could you not do a bit to tidy her up?

Well...

...I could stitch together part of the scalp

and use some of her hair to cover the ear,

but there's not much I can do about the eye, I'm afraid.

I've buried three husbands and four children myself.

You always want to have

one last look upon the face,

no matter what's happened.

I'm so sorry. I didn't know.

Well, how could you? We've only just recently met.

Mrs. Cunningham, may I call you by your Christian name?

Why, yes.

It's Elspeth.

And I'm Claire.

Captain.

Mr. Fraser!

Mr. Lindsay, your wife...

I'm so sorry for you and your boys.

Your mother's been avenged.

This beast won't harm anyone else.

I didn't want to waste time.

As I had a rifle with me,

I stayed out here and followed the tracks.

But you could have died.

Oh, there was no danger of that,

I assure you,

though this bear proved a formidable foe.

I had to reload a time or two--

on the run, you might say.

Thank you, Captain.

Ben.

I can't believe it's come to this.

Goddamn this war.

Amaranthus and Trevor are well.

Henry's married the love of his life.

They're very happy.

I miss you.

And I've always considered you to be my brother.

Be assured of this--

your son will learn of his father's bravery.

Amy Lindsay is gone.

You knew her.

Her dooryard is full of hollyhocks.

She came here with nothing.

She dared to hope for a new life.

She made many friends.

She watched her two boys grow strong.

She found love and joy again.

And she will be missed.

But her flowers still grow.

The cabbage will eventually make its own brine.

And once we're finished here,

we'll seal these really tightly,

so the air can't get to it.

I'm going to need more salt.

I'll fetch it.

Can ye add something to make it stink less?

Well, that's not actually the sauerkraut.

That is the cabbage stew.

The sauerkraut won't stink until later,

and there's nothing you can do about it.

Oh, come now.

It's an excellent source of nutrients and iron

and a wonderful cure for heartburn,

especially when you're pregnant.

And why in heaven have we not made

this miracle remedy earlier?

Because I can't control the seasons--

yet.

Are you well?

Mo chridhe?

Oh, it's happening.

Well, I don't think there's any need

for the sauerkraut now.

Brianna, help me take her into the surgery.

Come on.

You're all right.

Auntie.

I've got her.

I've got you.

What's this for?

If--

when the bairn is born,

will you wrap him or her in this?

No.

When your son or daughter is born,

then you will wrap them in this pelt yourself.

You the gentleman asking for

the British captain's belongings?

Yes.

Are you the camp surgeon?

No, sir.

But I, uh, make myself of use where and when I can.

We've gathered what we had of Captain Lord Grey's belongings.

Can I speak with the surgeon?

Afraid he's not here just now.

But I knew the captain.

Perhaps I can be of assistance.

You knew Captain Lord Grey?

Did you attend to him when he lay dying?

No, sir.

But I remember him.

I did wish to ask more questions about his last days.

Yes, I was, uh-- was sorry to hear he died.

He was a fine civil fellow,

the little that I spoke with him,

and his condition had much improved.

Had, sir?

Well, you'd hardly know he was suffering.

But he passed overnight, so they told me.

And by the next morning, he'd already been buried.

I suppose the fever can take you in the end,

even if you believe you've conquered it.

Mm-hmm.

Hello.

He's the most beautiful lad I've ever seen.

Oh.

Have ye ever seen anything as perfect as that, Auntie?

Never.

Oh, he has a fierce grip, this one.

Fanny.

What is it?

I thought you said you'd seen a birth before.

At the brothel, no one was ever happy about a baby coming.

Well, this is different.

Go on.

Do you know what you'll call him yet?

Well, he's been Oggy to us until now.

I'm told "og" means "young" in the Gaelic.

Mandy was "Otto" until she was Mandy.

I suppose now that he's here,

we should give him a proper name.

I've been thinking, what about Marmaduke?

Marmaduke Stevenson was one of the Boston martyrs.

Was he not?

A very important friend.

And he wouldna be easily mistaken for someone else.

What about Fox?

After George Fox, the founder of the Society of Friends?

I dinna think highly of foxes--

cunning wee creatures.

How about Wolf?

Next thing, we'll be wanting to call him Rollo.

That's not a bad idea.

He was a good dog.

Sorry I wasnae here.

Look at you, beaming like the sun.

I've never felt anything like it before.

Your wife and son are sleeping sound.

Oggy, is it?

For now.

Ye'll need to work on that.

When Claire put the lad in my arms,

it felt as though everything changed.

Even the- the colors in the room seemed different.

I never got to have that with Swiftest of Lizards.

I- I- I was so filled with love, and...

...only wish my da could have been here to see wee Oggy.

He would have been very proud.

Maybe my ma can meet him one day.

Jenny will be over the moon.

You've been like a second father to me my whole life,

Uncle Jamie.

I'll be comin' to ask for yer advice.

I'm afraid I canna offer

anything in the way of advice.

I never got to do the things you're about to do.

By the time I met Bree,

she was grown.

I didna ken Fergus as a babe, and...

William...

...had to leave him while he was still a young lad.

Ye'll get the chance I never had.

I envy ye, lad.

Ye'll get to see your son grow up.

Ye'll get to raise him and teach him.

Ye'll ken what to do.

Ye will be everything that the bairn needs.

Slàinte mhath 'ille, agus beatha fhada shona.

Slàinte.

Can I help you, sir?

That James Fraser's house?

'Tis. Do you have business here?

My business is my own.

I'm Mrs. Fraser.

And his business is mine.

You'll find my husband in the woodshed.

And you are?

Benjamin Cleveland.

Your servant,

General Fraser.

Not general, not anymore.

I resigned my commission.

Ken your name, sir.

I know yours, as well.

Yeah, I- I heard that you resigned your commission

in order to tend to your ailing wife.

She seems to have recovered nicely.

You've got something to say, sir, you say it.

Well, I just wanted to see

whether you were planning to rejoin the army.

I'm not.

Why?

'Cause if not, I thought you might be interested to know

that many of your countrymen over the mountains,

landowners like myself, are raising our own militia

in order to protect their families

and their property.

Who might these men be?

Uh, John Sevier, Isaac Shelby, William Campbell--

a good many others, I can tell you.

Who are they protecting their land from?

Tories, mostly.

Indians, as well.

I saw some bodies

hanging in a tree recently

near the treaty line.

You wouldn't happen to know anything about that?

Mm.

Mm, yeah.

I would.

I done it- retaliation.

For what?

Those men were Tories, sir. I thought I already said that.

Their beliefs their only offense?

I hate a Tory.

Loyalist pigs.

Hung a few of them now. I don't keep count.

Puts a scare into the others.

There's a Tory on your land, I hear.

A man named Cunningham.

I'm aware of Captain Cunningham.

Captain, is it?

Oh, you see there?

There's just no telling where the British might crop up.

So you come join me in my band,

and I- I can help you with that.

Over a hundred strong now, more joining every day.

Mr. Cleveland,

I turned down George Washington himself.

What makes you think I would change my mind for you?

It's just a friendly invitation,

one neighbor to another.

I'll handle the captain,

and anything that needs my attention

on my land.

Good day, Mr. Cleveland.

Yeah.

Good day.

Cleveland.

Wasn't that one of the names Frank mentioned?

Aye.

That was him.

Says he kens the others, too,

wants me to fight with them.

So then you are the James Fraser in the book.

He says I ought to kill Cunningham.

What's his reasoning?

Says the man's a danger to me.

Aye, but is there any truth in it?

Does Frank's book mention him?

No.

Cunningham's retired.

Well, so he says.

Well, we have Lodge.

You planned to keep an eye on him.

Maybe he let something slip.

Aye.

Am I in the book?

In the battle?

No.

Not sure if I should be relieved or offended.

Frank doesn't mention any of my men in the battle,

not one name.

Can't imagine fighting wi'out them.

Because maybe you don't.

Well, we'll start with Lodge, see what we find out.

I'll, uh- I'll go back to the work.

Thanks.

Does Roger know?

About the battle? Aye.

Didna tell him that Frank says I die.

Good. Because you won't.

Glad you think so.

I know so.

Twenty years, he and I lived together.

And he never once mentioned it.

He made me promise not to look for you.

That was his condition for taking me back

and raising Brianna.

All the while, he was searching for you,

found you,

kept it from me.

Why?

If he cared

half as much for you as I do,

he'd do whatever he could to keep you wi' him.

But how could obsessively searching for you in history

keep me with him?

Maybe he wasn't searching for me, Claire.

Maybe he was searching for you, to see if you'd leave him.

You know the rules, Gordon.

There's no weapons in Lodge.

I'll leave it out here then.

Go leave it in your home and come back.

Worshipful master.

Let us invoke the assistance

of the Great Architect of the Universe

in all our undertakings.

May our labors, thus begun in order,

be conducted in peace

and closed in harmony.

So mote it be.

I declare this Lodge duly open

for the purposes of Freemasonry.

When we gather in this place, we set aside our politics

and our religious differences.

If you have quarrels, let them be settled here.

If you have concerns or find yourselves in need,

may you bring this to your brothers

that we may lift you up.

My hope for this meeting

is to strengthen the ties that bind us together,

in service to the greater good of all.

Is there any man who would like to start?

I would, if I may.

Brother Cunningham.

Is it true that the captain hunted that bear

all by himself?

Aye, that he did.

As many of you know,

we recently buried a kind soul,

a fine member of our community.

I'm sure I speak for every man here

when I say you have our sympathies and our support.

You have looked into the face

of one you have loved and seen death.

I have done the same.

First, when I lost my wife,

when she gave birth to my son, Simon.

Then again, two years ago.

I was a captain in Burgoyne's army at Saratoga.

Simon had joined the army as first lieutenant.

He was only eighteen,

but he fought valiantly.

I was no more than a few feet away from him

when the shot struck him,

and I caught him in my arms.

I felt him die.

He was laid in the hospital tent,

and I sat down beside him.

I cannot say

what I thought or what I felt.

The space within me was void.

But while I sat,

I watched his face,

and I saw the light enter it again.

And then he opened his eyes, and he spoke to me.

He said,

"Don't worry, Father.

I'll see you again in seven years."

And then he closed his eyes and...

was dead once more.

I realized the Lord had given me a sign,

the sure knowledge that the soul

is not destroyed by death.

And I had been given reprieve.

In seven years, I would see my son again,

but not before.

I would not taste death until that day.

So I have come among you in answer to God's call.

I am here because

I wish to use my time wisely.

Honor those that you have lost

as I intend to honor the memory of my son,

First Lieutenant Simon Elmore Cunningham.

Cherish your sons, your daughters, your wives,

while you yet have them.

So mote it be.

Rousing speech.

That's one word for it.

Incredible might be another.

You doubt he heard a call from God?

Oh, that's not the part I doubt,

although I do wonder what he thinks

he was called here to do.

A man being called by God is one thing.

A man who thinks he canna die, is quite another.

Thank Christ.

Seven years from Saratoga, Cunningham said,

so he has five more years to live.

He's not the only one

who knows the day of his death.

Sassenach.

Sorry.

Jamie.

I need you.

- Mm. - I need you.

You're going to die.

Who will hold her once you're gone?