Original subtitles

Previously...

I'm claiming Leoch.

I'm with child.

If mine's a lass, she'll bear yer name.

MacKinney spoke one truth

before ye sent him to hell.

He said Lovat's turned his coat, joined the Crown.

Dougal rides to ambush.

Gather the Fraser men. We divide our forces.

"Divide"?

That weakens us.

I have known a kind man,

the bladier, Henry.

You knew the man who took me?

Knew him intimately.

Electricity is a powerful therapeutic agent.

Mrs. Graham.

What you said about yer wife moved me.

One guise for now, the other for later.

Found him wanderin' the moors near Craigh na Dun.

Fought like the devil.

The laird will hear of yer service.

Away wi' ye now.

Thought ye'd run, did ye?

I need to find my wife, Julia.

Ye still goin' on about that?

Bug. You're Arch Bug.

You told me Julia was dead!

My wife!

Should've finished ye at the stones.

The Stones, you followed us. You attacked us there.

I was tryin' to knock some sense

into that English skull of yers.

But ye leave me no choice.

I told ye before, there's no escaping what ye owe this clan!

Arch, stop!

Look at the marks on his head, look!

He's been in a fight, woman.

He vanished at the stones

speaking of wives and bairns that are no' his,

and now he's returned.

'Tis the Fair Folk that have marked him.

Not every mark on a man's face means he's been

with the Fair Folk, Murdina.

After what they took from us...

our son...

would you risk their curse?

Is that where ye were...

wi' the faeries?

Yes.

Lightning, they put lightning in my head.

Mother of God, that stitching...

no mortal hand could do that.

I took no pleasure in lyin' to ye about yer bairn.

That was at the late laird's behest.

God rest his soul.

Wait till Malcolm hears of this.

Young Malcolm is dead as well.

How?

Some sayin' it was a broken heart that killed him,

after Ellen MacKenzie jilted him on their wedding day.

I wasna there to protect him

'cause ye ran off.

Back to your work, mo chridhe.

This isna for you to worry about.

Be careful, Arch.

On yer feet.

The new laird will decide yer fate.

Move!

♪ Long the way ♪

♪ O'er the bridge I crossed ♪

♪ For my love ♪

♪ For my love that's lost ♪

♪ By the brae ♪

♪ In the verdant moss ♪

♪ Where I watch Where I wait ♪

♪ For my love that's lost ♪

♪ Hi a bho ♪

♪ Hoireann eile o ♪

♪ Hi a bho ♪

♪ Fair a leo fair a lè ♪

♪ Hi a bho ♪

♪ Hoireann eile o ♪

♪ 'S tu mo run 'S tu mo ghràdh ♪

♪ Agus m' eudail o ♪

Fraser colors.

Come.

What in God's name?

- Where's Brian? - In his tent.

What's happened?

Brian.

Ellen.

Your father's turned his coat.

He means to ambush Dougal.

How d'ye ken this?

MacKinney attacked Leoch.

Wanted Clan MacKenzie for himself.

- Where is he now? - Dead.

Before I put an arrow in him, he told us everything.

The Duke of Argyll

promised to restore your father's titles and lands.

That's why he divided our forces.

Aye.

Christ,

Dougal's riding into a trap.

We have to warn him.

I need to put a stop to this.

- Murtagh, make the horses ready. - Aye.

If I'm not back quickly,

ride for Dougal.

On that note.

Leave us.

You too, Balloch.

He stays.

Tell me you haven't sold yourself to Argyll

like a common whore.

Watch your tongue, boy.

You divided our forces to murder Dougal MacKenzie-

an ally,

a man who trusted you.

I owe nothing to any MacKenzie.

They stole what was mine.

So you'll break every oath for a title?

You'll make us all foresworn?

I'll restore Clan Fraser of Lovat to greatness.

The Duke of Argyll has the power

to return my lands, my true name.

Would you have us remain beggars

while that pretender Fraserdale sits in Beaufort?

I'd have us keep our honor.

Honor doesn't feed men or win wars.

When I take Inverness for the Crown,

we'll have enough for even my bastard to hold a title.

Keep your titles.

I want no part of your treachery.

You swore an oath to me, your chief, your father.

And you taught me an oath breaker

deserves no loyalty.

This is, uh...

this is about the MacKenzie girl...

isn't it?

You'd throw away everything for a warm cunt.

I thought I'd raised a man,

not a lovesick boy led by his cock.

Oh, you know nothing of love or family.

You rut like a beast and call your bastards legacy.

I choose Ellen-

a true family,

a life built on love,

not lies.

Then you're no son of mine.

Take your foolish honor and leave, but know this.

When I'm restored to Beaufort, you'll have nothing--

no name, no clan, no protection!

I'll have my conscience.

That's more than you can say.

The fire in him...

that's mine, my blood, my making.

But that weakness...

letting a woman rule his judgment...

...love...

it'll be his ruin.

I won't have it be mine!

Ready the men.

We march within the hour.

John MacKenzie holds Inverness for the Stuarts.

We'll welcome fellow Jacobites through his gates

before my son can spoil the surprise.

Hmm.

Where were you

when I needed my bladier...

to legitimize my succession to laird,

when my nephew

was found dead...

...when the MacKenzies spun a false tale?

Absent.

Do you know what that cost me?

A niece...

and her dowry...

...for appearance's sake.

- M'laird, I-- - Your insolence ends now.

My brother

valued yer counsel.

And Young Malcolm spoke of yer, uh, cleverness.

So, tell me...

are ye clever enough

to never disappoint me again?

Yes, M'laird.

Good.

Now...

there's the matter of Lovat.

He has written requesting to deliver personal retribution

for taking his wife and son.

Of course, I canna allow that. Ye're in my service.

But, uh, I won't have him thinking the Grants weak.

So I'll send word that you've been duly punished.

Twenty lashes should be adequate, Mr. Bug.

You'll march with us

when we join Argyll's forces.

Away with ye.

Here'll do.

Brace yerself.

Cry out, ye fool.

Ah!

Since my wife believes the Fair Folk marked ye

and I'll be damned if I harm ye, take from us again...

Ah!

I'll no' risk her grief!

Dinna make me regret this, Sassenach.

Ah!

Ah!

I've a letter for Simon Fraser.

His Lordship is away. I'll see he receives it.

The lady of the house stands before ye, boy.

"Place it in his hand."

Laird Grant gave me that order himself, m'lady.

I won't tell if you won't.

Thank you.

Henry's here.

He's at Bowmont.

Davina, oh, Davina, he came back.

He came back.

Oh.

I'm going to my husband.

Pity we were unopposed.

I was looking forward

to spilling some MacKenzie blood.

Aye!

Still...

Inverness is ours.

We were right to follow ye, Lovat.

Aye!

The Crown will be pleased.

Ellen?

Turn back, now.

Why would I?

Lovat's taken Inverness for the Crown.

You're riding into a trap.

Snaking Judas.

And that's why he insisted on the loch road, eh?

Would hear no argument.

To reach Inverness before ye,

bring the lamb to slaughter.

There's more.

MacKinney attacked Leoch while you were gone.

- And what of him? - He's dead by my hand.

But his men are still with you, waiting to strike from within.

Maybe twenty.

Do ye ken where they are?

We'll likely find them at the rear.

I will take Lovat's head before he takes mine.

He'll have cannon now.

You'd pit your men against a fortified town?

We ride south,

join Mar's forces at Perth.

A Fraser

telling me how to protect my clan?

This Fraser...

aye.

Brian speaks true.

Dead men win no wars.

Janet's dead.

No.

How?

Defending our home.

And Maura?

She's unharmed...

aiding Jocasta with the wake.

South...

to Perth, then.

Gather some men... quietly.

We have MacKinneys to kill.

There,

you'll pass.

I've sent Seema to market with Cook.

When she returns, tell her I'm ill.

She willna leave this house. I'll see to it.

If I don't return by tomorrow night...

Is this Brian's?

Aye, from when he was a young lad.

'Tis a smaller blade, but it cuts the same.

Be careful.

The Na daoine sithe hunt those who wander.

Watch over my son.

As my own.

I know what you're going to say.

Do ye?

Then ye ken I will tie you to that horse myself if I must.

I have lost one sister.

You leave at first light.

Aye.

Take the bridge at Dalwhinnie.

The road's clear from there.

Your father...

he kens what you've done.

There's no returning.

I wouldna return, even if I could.

My sword is pledged to the Stuarts.

Ye fought well enough against those redcoats.

That was with Fraser men at yer back.

Now ye've nothing but yer word.

Why should I trust a Fraser?

Because I chose your sister over my clan.

That makes you a fool,

not trustworthy.

And yet, here I stand.

After this war...

if we both survive...

we will settle what is between us.

Why is my wife's lady's maid so far from home?

Mistress Cameron sent me to accompany Lady Ellen, sir.

Oh, did she?

Well, now that ye're here,

my tent needs tending to.

See to it.

Yes, sir.

Enjoying the spoils already?

- Mind yer tongue. - I mind our future.

Mar is a fool.

This rising will fail.

Careful, cousin.

This camp has many ears and even more mouths.

I'm always careful,

which is why I'm riding home in the morning

to hang a Union flag on yer door,

unless you'd prefer to lose everything when the Crown wins?

Aye, well...

do what you must, Hugh, but

quietly.

When am I not?

"My dearest Julia,

I think of that first letter,

my desperate words thrown to the wind,

never expecting an answer.

And then miracle of miracles,

you replied.

You became my reason to survive the trenches,

every letter a promise that somewhere

someone waited.

Now I face war again.

But this time I know your face,

your touch, your voice.

In Belgium, you were words on a page-

beautiful,

impossible words that kept me alive.

"When this war is over," you wrote,

"we shall meet at last."

We did meet, my love.

We made a life.

And now...

May I assist you, sir?

What is it? Is William--

No, he's all right, safe and sound.

Oh.

Darling.

Oh.

Henry, these marks...

They're from where I went after the stones.

I saw you disappear.

I wanted to follow, but William--

No, you did right. You protected our son.

Did it take you home?

1924...

they found me wandering the moors.

They put me in a lunatic asylum in Inverness.

They thought I was mad talking about you,

about getting back.

They tried to cure me with electricity to the brain.

Oh, Henry.

I told anyone that would listen

that my wife...

was in another time.

But you found your way to London,

to Claire?

Claire?

Our daughter, you-

you- you went to see our daughter in London, didn't you?

I- I don't-

our daughter?

Julia, I...

Henry...

Claire,

our little girl...

she was born on the 20th of October.

S-s-she just turned six.

The 20th of October...

20th of October, I knew that date.

I- I kept telling them.

I just- I couldn't- I just couldn't remember why.

It was- I couldn't reach what it meant.

- No one would listen to me. I-- - She has black, curly hair...

- Yes. - ...y-your eyes.

We left her with your brother in London.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, Claire.

- Daddy! - Claire.

No.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

What did they do to you?

The doctor said the shocks would...

they'd take away the worst of it...

the trenches,

the screaming and the rot.

Said he'd erase my pain.

But he didn't take the war.

All that's still there...

...because that wasn't the worst of it.

The worst pain I've ever known

was not holding my daughter...

not hearing her laugh,

not hearing her say "Dad."

That's what he took.

He took her.

I let them burn her out of me,

burn Claire out of me with their wires

and their current.

Our little girl, just gone.

There was a woman who believed me- um, Mrs. Graham.

She's the one who helped me escape.

Sometimes I'm not even sure what's real anymore.

I'm real.

William is real.

Claire is real.

And the rest?

The things I think I remember but might have dreamt?

Julia?

Julia,

whatever it is, you can tell me.

Please.

Does a bladier have to go to war?

This one does.

The laird demands it.

Look, please, Julia...

I can tell there's something else...

please.

I just- I need a moment, please.

Tell me about her.

Janet.

She was part of you.

I want to know all of you.

She would have liked you...

...eventually.

Even though I'm a Fraser?

Mm.

She had a weakness for lost causes.

Is that what I am, hmm?

A Fraser who chose a MacKenzie

over his clan?

Aye,

lost.

Or found.

Dougal has his courage...

Colum his wit...

Jocasta her cunning.

But Janet...

...she had a kind heart.

And you?

I have what's needed.

You...

have all and more besides.

My father would've called ye daft...

throwing away titles...

position.

I threw away nothing.

No?

Ye gave it all up...

for a woman...

...for a family not yet made.

Ellen.

Then what would you call yerself,

a man who gives up everything...

for promises not yet kept?

Yours.

Mine.

Brian...

That family not yet made...

...it's made.

Ye're--

I am.

I haven't known long.

I wanted to tell you before.

But with all that's happened...

Brian?

How can I be a good father...

...with him as all I've known?

You're not him.

His- his blood runs in me,

and now...

- it will run in our bairn. - No.

You chose me over him...

over everything he offered.

That's not his blood.

That's yours.

A child.

Our child.

You've barely looked at me.

Julia, please just tell me what's wrong.

There's a woman at Leathers,

a scullery maid.

She used to serve the Grants.

She knew things,

private things

about your St. Anthony pendant...

that you'd spoken of me, of Claire.

She said you were kind to her...

that you'd spent time together.

Her name is Seema.

So you do know her.

It's not what you think.

Tell me what it is.

She worked at the brothel in town.

A whore.

I was looking for you.

Someone told me there was an English girl there--

And you thought you'd find me in a brothel?

I was desperate.

I would've looked in hell itself.

And did you...

Were you with her?

Not in the way that you mean.

Then how?

I was told you were dead,

you and William both,

that you'd died in childbirth.

And I...

I just couldn't.

So I ran.

And then somehow I was in the park

near our London flat, and...

and then I was there-

home.

And you were there

in our bed, alive.

And I held you, and I kissed you,

and I made love to you.

You were so real, Julia,

so real I could taste you.

I could smell you.

I could feel your heartbeat against mine.

And then...

And then I woke up, and it was her.

You thought...

Seema was me?

The grief, it-

it broke something in me.

And she let you believe that?

I don't know what she believed.

All I know is that when I realized,

God, it was like losing you all over again.

Wait. No, Julia, where are you going?

- I need air. - You can't go outside.

- Julia, please. - You slept with another woman.

It was you!

In my heart, in my mind, it was you.

But it wasn't, was it?

It was her body, her hands, her!

I would never, never knowingly betray you.

Then why didn't you tell me?

At Braemar, on the road?

Because I was a coward.

I'd just gotten you back.

I couldn't bear the thought of losing you again.

So you let me hear it from her?

You were grieving...

mad with it,

not yourself.

That I can understand.

What I cannot understand...

is the lie.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, Julia.

I know you are.

Can you forgive me?

Yes.

Yes, I can forgive.

But forgetting...

that will take some time.

What can I do?

The Henry I knew before the stones,

before the asylum...

before all of this madness...

find him again...

for me...

for our children.

I will.

I swear it.

And then...

...then we'll forget...

together...

...when you return.

May I?

Lady Ellen's retired for the evening.

She needs her privacy.

Brian as well.

Mr. Cameron didna trouble ye?

He had his supper,

then his whisky.

That wasna what I asked.

The night's grown cold.

Aye.

Tomorrow... you march.

I do.

My mother used to say...

fire was like hope.

Feed it,

and it grows.

Neglect it...

and it dies.

Your mother is wise.

She was.

- I'm sorry. - Nah.

Long time past.

My mother made flowers

out of fabric scraps...

purple when she could find it.

Said purple was the color of dreams.

Hmm.

Left them on our beds.

So ye'd wake thinking of her.

Yes.

Here.

Oh.

I- I didna mean to--

- I'm sorry. I-- - Good night, Mr. Fraser.

Wait.

♪ Soldiers with swords In hands to the walls coming ♪

♪ Horsemen about the streets Riding and running ♪

♪ Sentinels on the walls Arm, arm, a-crying ♪

♪ Petards against the ports Wild fire a-flying ♪

♪ When cannons are roaring And bullets are flying ♪

♪ He that would honor win Must not fear dying ♪

♪ Trumpets On turrets high... ♪

We met on the steps at Hyde Park...

...after all those letters.

And then there you were...

...real...

...flesh and blood.

You couldn't get my dress off fast enough...

...so bumbling.

And right there...

in the middle of it all...

you proposed.

Terrible timing.

You said yes anyway.

I'd already said yes...

in every letter.

And we'd written so many letters...

...bared our souls on paper.

But that night...

was the first time our bodies could speak

what our words had said a thousand times before.

Tomorrow you leave for war...

again.

And I'm terrified...

again.

I know what I said earlier.

But, Henry...

I need my husband...

now...

tonight.

Not the man that lost himself...

...or the man that was frightened

to tell me the truth...

my husband...

the man who wrote me letters from the trenches...

who survived Passchendaele to come back to me.

Find him...

now...

tonight...

for me.

- He's here. - And he is mine.

When I couldn't follow you through the stones...

I sent for a seer.

She touched me and said I can't travel through time,

that I lack the ability.

You have traveled.

You came through before.

She's a charlatan.

I thought so, too, at first.

But she knew about Claire.

You know, Mrs. Graham...

she spoke of travelers needing different things.

Some required gemstones.

The brooch she gave me...

the gem had vanished when I returned.

And my wedding ring...

the stone was gone after I came through.

Arch Bug's knife-

there's a gem in the hilt.

Yes, and your- your military watch, the- the jewel bearings.

Three stones, one for each of us

to get home to Claire.

What if the seer's right?

What if I can't travel?

You traveled once, and you will travel again.

I'll slip away during the fighting.

The Grants will believe me dead.

Leave word.

When I have the stones.

Sleep now, my darling.

You need your strength.

I can't sleep...

not with you here.

Then just lie with me.

We have a few hours yet.

The plaid...

it was too bold.

I- I shouldna-

I wasn't offended.

It was only...

unexpected.

Ye made this?

This morning,

from my underskirt.

It's perfect.

So you'll remember there's kindness in the world...

even in war.

I'll not forget.

God keep you, Mr. Fraser.

You let me fall asleep.

You needed it.

You wrote first last time.

Now it's my turn.

Your letters kept me alive.

This one's different.

It's not just to keep you alive.

It's to bring you home.

And, Henry, I want no letters in return.

You come back...

yourself...

whole.

That is the only message that I will accept.

Company! Fall in!

Wait until we've gone, then slip away.

- I love you. - And I you, my darling.

No' a word.

She'll have my head if I dinna come back.

Best keep it attached, then.

Aye.

Before I left Leoch, I made a promise to Maura

to bring Dougal home.

I know my brother's an arse.

But try not to be the one who kills him,

if ye can manage it.

I'll do what I can.

I should be going with you...

to protect you.

If I turn my back now, I'd be as bad as my father.

I'll be safe at Leoch now.

- If I dinna return-- - You will return

to us.

Swear it.

Swear to fight

like you have everything to lose.

I do.

My love will never be gone,

even if I am.

I have nothing to give ye...

no token to carry.

Ye have...

...more than I ever thought to hold.

Davina?

Davina!

Davina?

He told me about you in the dark...

whispered your name like a prayer.

Where is my son?

Called me by your name...

Julia, Julia,

always Julia.

Where is my son?

He thought I was you.

Held me like I was precious,

like I was his salvation.

But I wasn't you, was I?

Just a body in the dark,

just a whore he could pretend with.

Seema--

I loved him...

...from that first night, and he loved me back.

He just didn't know it was me he was loving.

Nailed it.