Original subtitles

[Henry] Previously...

We can write to each other

while I try to find the gemstones.

We just need a hiding place.

You made this?

So you'll remember there's kindness.

This stranger killed Robert MacKinney

and took Ellen.

Welcome to Leathers, Ms. MacKenzie.

[Julia] It was Lovat. He put something in the wine.

He wanted to make you barren.

I'm so sorry.

I fear I've lost the bairn.

Take me back to Leoch.

[Letitia] So few have returned.

Where is Dougal?

[John] Dougal and Angus were taken alive.

What is Mar intending next?

[John] But there were two

who were fool enough to go after them.

[dramatic music playing]

[grunting]

♪

Come here.

♪

[person singing in Gaelic]

♪

[people singing in Gaelic]

♪

♪

[singing stops]

[tense music playing]

♪

There is much I want to say to you.

But I willnae say it here.

[dramatic music playing]

♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪

[upbeat bouncy music playing]

♪

[clears throat]

[indistinct chatter]

[laughs] I know, exactly.

[both speaking indistinctly]

H?

I know.

Oh.

Hello, Charlotte.

How are you?

Charmed to see you, old thing.

Hmm.

And your wife, I take it?

Yes, this is Julia.

How do you do?

Didn't make the papers, naturally.

But I did hear about it,

your little war romance.

I see it's stuck.

[whispering] Is that because of the baby?

Sorry, this is Charlotte Seaton.

- We, um-- - I prefer Lottie, Henry.

You know that.

It's nice to meet you.

Is it?

You don't have to pretend for my sake, Julie.

It's Julia. Mrs. Julia Beauchamp.

Yes, of course.

I suppose you do have the ring to prove it.

[chuckles]

What do you call that minuscule pebble

on her finger, H?

You must have had a ghastly time of it,

finding something suitable during the war, but still.

Charlotte, I know you're upset with me, but please.

[scoffs] Who's upset?

You threw away what we had

and settled for some dowdy little clerk

who wrote you a few pretty words.

Digging for gold

while you were digging trenches.

All right, that is quite enough.

You might not think much of my ring, Lottie,

but I have something you'll never have-

his heart.

[soft music playing]

♪

[Henry] "You said I should look for you in ordinary moments.

But what's happened to us is

by no means ordinary.

Your last letter, what you've been through

with Seema, with Lovat.

Put it in a play or a film and-

well, I wish it was just that, a fiction.

I wish I was with you at the pictures.

Do you remember those nights?

That we said that we'd fight,

even if it felt like defying gravity.

Well, gravity will just have to bend to my will,

because love is the more powerful force.

I'll be at the wall in three days' time.

Find me there."

♪

[heavy breathing]

What is done is done.

Speak.

I will hear it.

I dinna hesitate for your sake but for theirs.

You see what they are doin',

do ye?

Aye.

And what are they doin', Dougal?

- Answer me! - Sewing shrouds.

Aye.

For the men we have still to bury,

for there are yet more.

And I swear to God,

I willna forgive ye.

To see the look on these women's faces

and their bairns-

your own wife believed she was making one for you,

you selfish cunt!

[tense music playing]

♪

Dougal.

Dougal, I'm glad to see you.

♪

I stand here in one piece because of Angus...

...God rest his soul...

...and those men.

See that they are welcomed.

Aye.

But you canna stay here.

You escaped Fort William.

They'll come for ye.

Make yer peace wi' Angus.

See yer wife,

if you must...

...and be gone.

Where will I go?

The old crofter's cottage.

Where we hid as bairns.

♪

A relief to see you both hale and whole.

Thank ye, Mistress Cameron.

Glad to see you at Leoch still.

Mr. Cameron is helping to bury the dead.

We leave tomorrow.

I'll never chide ye for bringing Brian Fraser

to this house again.

It seems we owe you everything.

I have only one request.

She's in her chamber.

Ye ken where that is.

But...

steel yourself.

[somber music playing]

♪

[crying]

♪

I'd already fallen in love with her.

♪

A lass.

Forgive me.

I somehow felt it was a wee lass,

or hoped it would be.

I knew it was foolish of me.

But I dreamt of stroking her hair

and kissing her cheeks.

She'd look like you.

Now I pray that her unborn soul

will be with Janet. [sobbing]

I would have named her after Janet.

I promised her I would.

I'm here, mo chridhe.

I'm here. Shh, shh, shh, shh.

I'm sorry, Brian.

Shh. Though it pains us both...

...maybe it's God's way.

We'll have another, Ellen.

We will. We will.

You- you will heal.

No, I can't.

- Yes. - No, I won't.

- Yes, you will. - No, I won't!

- I'm cursed... - No, no.

...to be childless for the rest of my days.

No, no, no, no. Listen to me.

Listen.

[Ellen] It was your father.

He put something in the wine,

a potion powerful enough

to destroy a womb.

♪

The physician says it's unlikely

that I'll bear another babe.

♪

I understand if you want to leave me.

♪

I love you.

Always.

Remember that.

No.

[dramatic music playing]

No.

Help me dress.

I must go after him.

If he doesna want ye now, then let him go.

- He isna worthy. - He hasna left me.

He's going to kill his father.

And if he does, it's going to kill me, too,

because I'll lose him.

If that's where he's goin',

then even the hounds of hell willna stop him now.

[breathing heavily]

♪

[soldier] Halt!

- What's happened? - [horse neighs]

Soldiers on the road, miss.

Well, can you not ask them to move out of the way?

At this rate, I'll be late for supper.

- [gun cocking] - [both gasp]

[tense music playing]

State your name and purpose on this road.

Shit-brained wretch took my pearl necklace from me.

Pardon the vulgarity, but it's warranted.

The one Mother gave you?

Did ye not ask him for it back once he realized who ye were?

Oh, would you have done so, Malcolm,

if a member of His Majesty's army

had a pistol pointed directly in your face?

For a 50-pound necklace, I bloody well would have.

And I would have demanded his name as well.

Don't be ridiculous.

You can buy me another necklace.

What right had he to take it?

We are loyal subjects!

And I very much doubt that he put a pistol

in yer face, Margaret.

I suppose you think I just took the confounded thing off

and offered it up as an act of charity.

He was conducting a search for Jacobites.

He wasn't a goddamn highway robber.

He said I needed to persuade him to let me pass.

If I hadn't let him take the necklace,

he might have taken something far more precious from me.

Oh, would that he had.

We could have married you off to him.

Honestly, if he wasn't my brother,

I would never speak to him again.

Well, we are all very sorry to be

welcoming you home under these circumstances, Miss Grant.

Mm.

First army patrol I've heard of in these parts.

I should hope so.

Heaven's sakes, we're on their side, are we not?

Well, there will be more patrols

in the coming days, I imagine, but...

you live to tell the tale, and that's what's important.

Here we are, my dear, to settle yer nerves.

Better be a dash of whisky in that, Mistress Bug.

Oh, I- I'm sorry, should I--

My laird?

Why not?

Sure we could all do with a dram.

[sighs]

That's better.

Oh, after the ordeal,

the man did reluctantly...

...give me this.

Why didn't you say anything before, lass?

Is that a royal seal?

[soft playful music playing]

♪

It's an invitation from the king.

[laughs]

♪

[Lovat] The investiture is to be held

at the Duke of Sandringham's, it seems.

Well, this is all of them?

Aye, m'laird.

I thought I had one more.

[sighs]

Where are my good shoes?

In your bedchamber.

Well, clean them.

Aye.

A- and mend my shirtsleeves.

Aye.

[Lovat] I need something decent to wear,

and I need it quickly.

What are you waiting for?

Go and clean my shoes!

Aye, m'laird.

It's not like you to be apprehensive over so trivial

a matter as dress, my lord.

Trivial a matter?

Do you know which of these coats is most fashionable?

No, you do not.

Do ye see how low I've fallen?

Barely enough coin for a tailor and expecting

our scullery maid to tell me what I might wear

in front of the king.

The king will be there?

If you'd wit enough to be able to read,

you'd see for yourself.

Everyone of importance will be there.

All the loyalist clans?

[soft mischievous music playing]

♪

We will be sure to look our best.

The tailor will allow you to settle the payment in time.

You've earned this moment, my lord.

You deserve it.

I want you to enjoy it.

You'll not be accompanying me.

Surely it's expected one's wife will attend.

Well, you have an ugly tendency of inserting yerself

where you're not wanted, of offering unwelcome opinions.

If I can't trust you to behave at home,

I certainly can't trust you in front of royalty.

I will not allow you to ruin my day.

♪

[sighs]

[Uncle Mac] Your spending habits, Margaret.

Must we do this in front of them?

It was my bladier who brought the matter to my attention

in the first place.

Is that why you ordered me to come home, to chide me?

You are spending too much money.

Isaac never questioned me.

It's a drop in the bucket, Malcolm.

- It's my bucket now. - Oh.

If you want something, you're gonna have to ask for it.

And you'll do it through Henry.

I will not.

You want me to mingle with the highborn of London

for the good of our name, I need money.

It's vulgar to come out and say it like that.

And I never asked ye to stay in London.

You've certainly been seeing the benefits of my mingling.

The investiture?

The king is honoring me

because of my courage in battle,

not because you've been hobnobbing with his courtiers.

You are insufferable.

And ye're an old maid.

You need to find a husband.

When we go to Sandringham's,

you'll look for one there.

Mm, you expect me to go there like a beggarly ragamuffin

with no jewelry?

Oh.

You know, perhaps, um, Mr. Bug and I might be of service,

try and find these soldiers that, uh, took your necklace.

[Arch] I spoke with the coachman.

Army was patrolling the old glen road.

Oh, I suppose you think this scoundrel

will simply give it back to you?

It's a slim chance, perhaps, but,

you know, nothing lost, nothing gained.

It might spare me the cost of a new one, I suppose.

Go now, before I see sense.

[soft playful music playing]

♪

Oh, I was unkind.

Charlotte, Lottie.

No, you weren't.

She was bloody cruel, and you were honest.

I'm just- I'm so sorry.

Well, it's your turn now.

Did you love her?

She was my first love, yes.

First of many things, I imagine.

I knew it wasn't right long before I left for the war.

I couldn't have her wait for me.

Well, I, for one, am thrilled you broke it off.

[chuckles]

Me too.

[tender music playing]

♪

And what she said about your ring-

[Julia] It is common.

A common amethyst.

Vitreous quartz suffused with myth and meaning.

If love gives meaning to our lives...

this has so much of that.

[chuckles]

And it's cut from a vein that runs right through the heart

of the islands.

I'm going to take you there one day.

- [Julia chuckles] - I promise.

I'd like that.

♪

Charlotte might have been my first love,

but you, Mrs. Julia Beauchamp...

you are my last.

♪

I've kent Miss Grant a long time.

We willna be finding that necklace.

No?

If it's anywhere, it's in her chamber somewhere.

Well, surely the laird knows that.

Aye, he kens it well,

but he willna say anything in front of us.

He plays along.

'Tis the way the two of them are with each other.

Good, because I have no intention of searching

for that necklace, Mr. Bug.

- I have to go. - Go where?

This, this is my chance.

I have to take it.

I owe ye a life, but I canna let ye roam freely.

Well, you won't have to, not if I find what I'm looking for.

[sighs]

Christ.

[dramatic music playing]

There's amethyst in the hillside.

He's gone mad.

Arch.

Aye,

there is.

Along with a trove of sodding hens' teeth.

Ye willna find such treasure for love nor money,

though money would help.

I believe that I will, for love.

As for money, all my savings went towards the rent.

[Arch] Mm.

Find the place where two lovers were petrified in stone

by the Fair Folk's might.

Sorry?

In a gorge,

two cliffs,

their faces worn by time and tears.

When the ill-fated bride dropped her bouquet of heather

in the river, it became stone also.

That's where ye'll find what ye're looking for.

How do you know this, Mistress Bug?

The man who sold me Arch's sgian dubh,

the amethyst in it for his protection,

'tis where it came from.

Which I lost,

thanks to you.

Now, many do not return from this place.

Faeries take some.

The Lord takes others.

I willna follow you there

to fall to my death.

But if you do go, Arch,

then bring some amethyst back.

The Fair Folk might grant us a bairn.

You truly love your wife.

You asked me if I loved mine.

I'll show ye how much.

But I'll be damned if I let the Fair Folk take me from her.

And I willna let God welcome me home either.

I will go down into the gorge,

and you can be my anchor.

Murdina...

wants a bairn more than anything.

Is it a strange comfort to know that, uh,

if ye die...

you do so having left a legacy in this world?

I suppose so.

But at the same time, it's a hundred times worse

knowing that you left your children behind.

Uh, you- your son.

Did you name him?

He was dead before we could, um,

christen him.

My Murdina took it so hard.

But she thinks if he didna get to heaven...

perhaps he's wi' the Fair Folk.

[somber music playing]

♪

I am sorry, Arch.

Wee Bug is what I called him.

♪

[clears throat]

♪

[Murtagh clears throat]

[gasps] Mr. Fraser.

You've come back.

Aye.

The king's army had other ideas, but...

here I stand.

When the MacKenzie men returned and...

you weren't among them,

we worried.

That is, Mistress Cameron will be pleased.

She values all the men who fought alongside her brother.

And you?

What value do you place on this particular man?

'Tisn't my place to value anything, Mr. Fraser.

I'm here to serve.

[chuckles]

Yet you gave me a rose.

A foolish gesture.

I hope it didn't inconvenience you.

Inconvenience?

[gentle music playing]

You might have thrown it away.

Soldiers have no use for such sentiment.

This soldier did.

♪

When the musket balls flew thick at Sheriffmuir,

Argyll's men charged our line...

...I'd touch it...

...to remind myself...

Remind yourself?

...that I'd left something unfinished.

♪

Mistress Cameron asked me to tidy up.

She doesn't like a mess.

Grace.

Before I left, what I did, it was-

It was what?

Wrong?

Improper?

Or just ill-timed?

Well, which would you have it be?

Well, that's hardly fair, puttin' it back on me.

Fair?

Lairds and ladies get fair.

We get what we can steal when God's not looking.

♪

You're Scottish.

I'm English.

You serve the Frasers.

- I serve the Camerons. - Aye.

And yet...

And yet?

...here we are.

My bond is seven years, Mr. Fraser,

Six and a half still to serve.

- I ken. - Do you?

Do you know what that means?

Where Mistress Cameron goes, I follow.

What she commands, I obey.

My life, it's not-

it's not mine to promise.

I'm- I'm not asking for promises.

Then what are you asking for?

Time.

Whatever we can steal,

chance to finish what was started.

♪

[footsteps tapping]

I must go.

When will I see you again?

We go to Cameron House tomorrow.

I walk in the woods most mornings,

foraging for herbs for Mistress Cameron's meals.

With the frost, there is so little left.

I'm often there past the noon bell, searching.

Sometimes I rest in the threshing barn.

That's a solitary task,

no one to observe your dedication.

♪

God's too busy with lairds and ladies before noon.

[chuckles]

♪

[Maura sighs]

[tender music playing]

♪

Be with me.

♪

[Maura breathing shakily]

♪

[tense music playing]

♪

[suspenseful music playing]

[groans]

Do I have yer attention, Father?

Leave us, Balloch.

♪

What's come over you, Brian?

Why did you harm Ellen?

You destroy your own flesh and blood?

For what?

I will never leave her.

That's what I hoped ye'd say.

- Hoped I'd say? - Aye.

Oh, shame your undying loyalty

does not extend to your kin, hmm?

I ought to kill you.

But you won't, because I'm your father

and you are a Fraser.

♪

The prophecy...

for Simon to be king,

he must be last of the Lovat line.

Then why not kill me?

You chose your cock over your clan.

What, you- you think so ill of me that I'd kill my own son?

I've devised an elegant solution for both of us.

I'll have what's mine,

and you can spend the rest of your days

with your barren MacKenzie whore.

[grunts]

[gasping]

Hands off me, boy!

♪

Maybe I should take yer most prized possession, yer cock.

[gasping]

Well, I'll be damned.

Aye. You will.

[gasping]

Brian, no.

♪

Don't kill him, please.

You'd beg mercy for him?

It won't change what's happened.

And you will be hanged for your revenge.

Brian, please dinna do this.

Think of Ellen, what she's already lost,

what you've both lost.

[screams]

You must pay for what you've done.

What is it you want?

The house by Broch Morda

and the surrounding crofts and acres.

That old ruin?

Aye, it's yours. It's yours.

And ye're never to set foot there

as long as you draw breath.

Very well.

♪

Come near Ellen again,

father or not...

I will kill you.

♪

[metallic clatter]

- [bone cracks] - [grunts]

This will ease the swelling.

Let him suffer for all the good he did me.

You'll need a new gown if you're to accompany me

to the investiture.

Thank you, my lord.

[Lovat] You will act appropriately and not-

not speak un- until spoken to.

I will be the picture of wifely duty.

Balloch.

[soft dramatic music playing]

♪

[adventurous music playing]

♪

[Arch] If I ever have to hide somethin',

this is the place.

[Henry sighs]

All right, come on, help me with the rope.

[suspenseful music playing]

♪

If ye die down there,

I willna be fetching yer body.

Charming.

♪

[exhales sharply]

♪

[grunts]

♪

[rope squeaking]

♪

[grunts]

- [rope snaps] - Ah! Bastard!

Beauchamp!

♪

Henry!

[Henry grunting]

I'm all right!

How am I gonna get back up?

I've still got some rope.

I'll see to that whilst ye search for the amethyst.

[soft hopeful music playing]

♪

I think I see the faces!

[breathing heavily]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[mischievous music playing]

♪

[sighs]

♪

Grace.

[Grace laughs]

This is foolish.

Well...

then I'm a fool.

But, would ye have me go?

- No. - No.

But I fear I find myself wantin' too much.

[romantic music playing]

♪

Too much?

How will it ever be enough?

♪

Here.

I- I want you, lass.

But yer virtue-

Taken from me

long ago.

I want to know what it's like to give myself freely.

♪

They don't make it easy.

No.

♪

[both breathing heavily]

♪

[Murtagh moaning]

♪

[both moaning]

♪

Did you kill him?

I wanted to.

[pensive music playing]

I should have.

♪

But I didnae.

It was the thought of not having a life with you

that stopped me.

♪

But I can't give you bairns.

♪

[Brian] From the bridge that brought us together.

Our bridge.

♪

And it'll be the hearthstone for the home

I'm gonna build for us.

♪

Brian Fraser is upstairs as we speak.

His father lives, he says.

Shame.

What does that leave us?

Well, what did the man do?

He rescued your sister from certain death,

brought her to his home, fed her,

and sent her back to Leoch.

Ellen believes she was poisoned.

Mm. Can never be proven.

Others ate and drank of the same meal,

including his own wife.

Lovat took Ellen's worth.

A woman with no womb is worth nothing at all.

Well...

she still has her life.

That, we can be thankful for.

But there is no money for us in this,

no recompense.

[chuckles]

I would-

put Lovat before the magistrate

if I thought we could win, but we cannot.

And if Brian wasn't willing to kill him, then...

I'm afraid we must let the man live.

[somber music playing]

♪

[adventurous music playing]

♪

[Henry] From the heart of the Highlands.

- Oh, we can leave. - Tonight, if you want.

Arch is waiting at the crossroads.

Oh, I'll never be able to get William out.

Just wait until Lovat's asleep.

There's Balloch too.

Lovat and the Grants will come after us

from both sides this time.

If we go, it has to work.

We need a proper plan.

♪

The investiture.

- You're going. - Yes.

Yes, the king, the honors, they'll be caught up with it.

We can slip away, have time to talk more.

That's why I married you.

- I'll see you there. - Yes.

Go, go, go.

♪

[baby cooing]

[soft music playing]

♪

[tense music playing]

How dare you come back here?

Well, yer husband sent for me

to see what glories await him at the investiture.

You have no shame.

You poisoned me and caused Lady Ellen to lose her child.

I was only doing my job,

earning a living.

We're all doing what we must to survive.

And what glories do you see for a man that would destroy

a woman's womb in order to ensure

a false prophecy for his son?

You think me a fraud.

Why would I believe anything you say?

You say my son will be king, but that is impossible.

How could ye ken that?

And what of your daughter?

I see her every time I touch you.

She is safe...

...in a faraway place where...

the llamas become the shepherd.

[dramatic music playing]

Will I ever see her again?

♪

[Maisri] Yer son...

he can travel.

He can pass through the veil.

But unfortunately, you have no such power.

But I could if I had a gemstone?

Some believe that gems are necessary,

but they willna help you.

Why not?

Gemstones only protect you as ye travel

if you are born a traveler.

It's how I got here.

It's how I know my son will never be king.

I come from another time.

I know.

I only see ye in the last year.

You have no past here.

Yer past is in the future, but...

ye canna travel as ye did before.

That makes no sense.

How can you say I can't travel when I already have?

You were carrying a traveler within you.

♪

[seagulls squawking]

[children] Nailed it.