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René: I am
monsieur trepagny's.

Gay bill: If you get
out of here alive,

Will you tell him gay
bill says, "bonjour"?

Previously on barkskins...

Father jerome: The iroquois
have taken father gabriel.

De fer: You will entreat
them with monsieur trepagny.

Trepagny: Can you help
us retrieve our men?

Teyaronhïio': We will show
you the way but no more.

Duquet: I should do as
I was paid to do and
smash your brains.

Now, go.

Hamish: It's lefarge's boy.

Cooke: A smart man
forgoes small reward now

For great reward later.

Delphine: When I was
a child, I caught the
eye of a woodcutter.

I kept my virtue,
he made his mark.

Pierre, I'm sorry.

Hamish: I am looking
for a mr. Randall cross.

I'm here to discover his fate.

Mathilde: The girl they
found out by the creek,

She's a poor and
damaged thing.

(screams).

Cook: The massacre?

Cross was sent
here to do that.

Mathilde: Mr. Cross.

(indistinct chatter).

Mathilde: Come.

Hamish: Where have you been?

Cross: I've been
where the blood glows.

Yvon: We've all seen blood.

Cross: No, you haven't.

On a child's face.

The hem of a dress.

The dirt drinks it in, and
then it travels into the trees.

Hamish: What are
you talking about?

Cross: The secret
order of this place.

It has been told to me.

I came back to tell you.

Yvon: We've been through some
hard times on your trail, cross.

Hamish: You will tell
us why you deserted.

My sister alice will be glad
to hear that you are alive,

And you will go back to her.

You have a son, randall.

Cross: Tell them
that I am dead.

Yvon: As far as the
company's concerned
you still work for them.

Cross: You don't know
the work the company does.

Hamish: My sister will
have her husband back.

Yvon: And the company
will have its account
of your travels.

Cross: I don't
work for the company.

I have given it all up.

Now, let me go
and be lost again.

Hamish: We will
get our answers.

Randall, you will
come with us at once.

Cross: Would you
like to hear a story?

Hamish: No.
I would not.

(grunts).

♪ ♪

Trepagny: Take in the details.

Set a careful plan, captain.

Bouchard: The plan is I
will kill three savages.

Deputy guy is good for
two, though he's a poor shot.

That leaves one
for you, trepagny.

Trepagny: De fer
ordered us to entreat,

Not attack.

Plans rarely go as
one might expect.

Bouchard: Killed
many savages, have you?

Trepagny: I have not
had the misfortune,

But I was at the battle of the
dunes with cardinal mazarin.

Bouchard: I don't give a
cold piss about the dunes.

We have pistols and muskets.

They have pointy sticks.

Trepagny: All plans
were smashed that day.

Bouchard: Now is not
the time to fill your
boot leather with mud.

I don't intend to
die rescuing a priest.

Trepagny: Sel is down there.

Bouchard: That goes double
for your indentured man.

I'd rather die for my hat.

Deputy guy: Any sign of them?

Bouchard: Six savages.

Father jerome: Father gabriel?

Trepagny: He may
already be dead.

(laughs).

Bouchard: You're in the
belly of the whale now, father.

Come share a drink with me.

Father jerome: Father
gabriel is not dead.

Trepagny: Sel is there.

Alive, I believe.

Bouchard: We shall put
them under the musket,

And they shall
fold under our might.

Father jerome: No, captain.

Father clape and I
will entreat them.

Trepagny: The iroquois
are not like other tribes.

They will not be receptive
to your enticements

Of an afterlife.

Father jerome: All creatures
hear the word of the lord

Equally, monsieur trepagny.

Trepagny: Now is not the
time to debate father.

But once I read
the book of ezekiel,

Chapter one, verses one
through 16 to a field toad.

Do you know what it did?

It hopped away.

It wanted a worm,
not the word of god.

Father jerome: The lord
shall wrap us in his shroud of

Heavenly protection.

Trepagny: Where was
that shroud when they
took father gabriel?

Father jerome: Father
gabriel is being tested.

Trepagny: Father
gabriel is being tortured.

Father jerome: We will
entreat the iroquois and

Discuss a peaceful resolution.

Bouchard: You
entreat all you want,

Father, after we put some
savage souls in dog hell.

Oh, yes, consult
the good book, father.

There's a fair bit of wisdom
in there about the time to

Sort the world with smiting.

Father jerome: There
will be no smiting.

Now come on, father.

Trepagny: Bonne chance.

The heavenly ladder is slick
with the blood of martyrs.

Father jerome: I
come in peace.

I am sent with entreaties from
intendant de fer in wobik to

End the bloodshed.

Bouchard: Save the last swallow
for when the killing's done.

Father jerome: As you can
see, we're armed only...

Trepagny: It seems father
jerome's sour face is

Quite charming after all.

Father jerome: Oh, brother.

Forgive...

Bouchard: Can this be the
mystical shroud the father

Was talking about?

Take dead aim and pray
your ball finds savage skull.

Father gabriel:
Help me, father. Help me.

Father jerome: If your people
go out to battle against these

Enemies, then you
shall hear in heaven,

And you shall vindicate them.

(grunts).

Bouchard: Oh, hell.

(gunfire).

(grunts).

(shouting in native language).

Bouchard: Follow!

(yelling).

(grunting).

(gasping).

(yelling, grunting).

(yelling, grunting).

(yelling, grunting).

(chokes).

(grunting).

(grunts).

(grunting).

René: Bouchard.

Bouchard: Don't let
that dog get away.

(spits).

(panting).

(quiet chatter).

Mathilde: Delphine!

For the intendant.

De fer: Oh.
That looks good.

And, I must say, that
I am being served by a

Very charming lady.

Don't be shy.

(chuckles).

Mathilde: You caught the
intendant de fer's eye.

Delphine: I did?

Mathilde: Oh,
come now, delphine.

I saw him lean in
to see your face.

What did he say?

Delphine: He
thanked me for the ham.

Mathilde: Surely
there was more than that.

Delphine: I don't know.
Perhaps a compliment.

(groans).

Mathilde: Put
your shoulders back.

Smile.

The food tastes better
when the one serving it

Has some polish.

Delphine: I am still
trying to find my place.

Mathilde: Your
place is here now,

And I can't have you walking
around like some cut flower.

Delphine: I will try.

Mathilde: Of course you will.

You have nowhere else to go.

Come now, I am just
speaking a simple truth.

The inn is not so bad.

Better than a dark
cabin in the woods.

Now that I aim to expand,
more room for dining,

Away from the billiards.

A place for the men to sit
and put their hand to drink

And tell their stories.

(laughs).

And a place for the women,

Away from the men
should they wish.

Do you have any ideas?

Renardette: Rabbits.

Mathilde: Yes,
renardette, more rabbits.

What about you, delphine?

Delphine: I don't know.

Mathilde: You don't
know or you won't say?

I want to hear your opinions.

De fer: Mm.

Mathilde: Shh, come.

Help me fetch some prune tart.

We need three pieces.

Renardette. Brandy.

I have some unpleasant
business to attend to.

It will be good to
have you by my side.

Uh...

(chuckles).

Come.

(chuckling softly).

Mathilde: Uh, no, no.

It is better for you
to stay here, dear.

The man mr. Cross is up there.

Renardette: I want to see.

Mathilde: No.
You stay down here.

Cut onions.

Hamish: Come, randall.

Look upon alice.

Her kind and beautiful face.

(exhales).

Cross: She's not kind.

(chuckles).

Hamish: The image
does not do her justice.

Cross: Her eyes.

Cold, black stones.

I remember them well.

Hamish: They are not black.

They are brown.

And I will not let
you abandon her.

Cross: Then you
may go back to her.

Attend to sweet
alice and her worries.

Yvon: Captain wale
says you were supposed

To deliver something.

What?

(knocking).

Come in, mathilde.

Mathilde: I am afraid I am going
to be needing the room back.

Hamish: Randall has not
yet sufficiently recovered.

Yvon: How is the room
needed if we are in it?

Mathilde: The intendant
de fer has taken notice

Of the english presence.

Hamish: So, it is his wish
that we should be put out of a

Room we've already paid for?

Mathilde: I have made
some brandy here and
prune tart for you.

Uh, it does not begin to
make up for the sudden notice.

Nor does it repay the debt
I owe you for defending

My inn against gus lafarge.

But please, you...

Renardette?
What are you doing?

Get back here.

That is enough, renardette.

Come.

Take her downstairs.

Excuse me.

Go, renardette. Please.

As you can see, his presence
has upset poor renardette.

You have recovered mr. Cross.

Now, I am sure he
is eager to go home,

And leave wobik.

So, if you will please accept
this small gift and begone.

(sighs).

Hamish: We will gather our
things and part on good terms.

I would not want to put you
in a strange position with

Intendant de fer.

Mathilde: Merci.

(exhales).

(groans).

♪ ♪

(clattering).

Melissande: What is this?

Mari: My mother
gave these to me.

I cooked my first meal
for mr. Trepagny with them.

Melissande: They
are yours, then.

Mari: And the house is yours.

All of it.
I am leaving.

You may tell him that.

Melissande: He has
not returned yet.

Mari: The iroquois will
put his body in a tree.

The doma will be
put to a torch.

And then, they
will come for you.

Melissande: Take
your pot and leave.

Mari: If he does return,
tell him I saw what the

Ram's insides spoke of.

Melissande: What are
you talking about?

Mari: Tell him I saw his end.

Melissande: Get out! Now!

(deep breaths).

(labored breathing).

♪ ♪

Bouchard: Trepagny.

Trepagny: Bouchard.

Bouchard: I'm
leaking but alive. You?

Trepagny: Painfully alive.

(exhales).

Bouchard: A bad day
for the black robes.

Thin one fell on the
fat one and killed him.

Trepagny: We will
have to answer for this.

(sighs).

Bouchard: Yes.
Yes, we will.

And now it is our duty to
put them into the dirt.

Trepagny: I will
attend to hawahstha'.

Bouchard: Leave
him in the sun,

He will turn to mud.

Trepagny: No, we will
return him to the wendat.

Without them, your entrails
would decorate these rocks.

Where is sel?

Bouchard: Oh, he
went that way.

After the last savage.

Both of them dead in
the trees, most likely.

Trepagny: No, no, no, no.

He is alive, I feel it.

Bouchard: Well...

(clears throat).

Let's go find your man.

(grunts).

(panting).

(grunts).

Gay bill: You're not gonna
be able to stab your way

Out of this one, french.

I mean, you're welcome to try.

But...

They'll take that little knife
of yours and they'll make a

Wee cut, right here.

(exhales).

They'll reach in,
real gentle-like,

Pull out your guts, feed them
to the dogs while you watch.

Now, the dogs...

They don't go far at
first, but soon...

They get to frisking and
competing with each other,

And before you know it...

They've got you unspooled.

René: I am prepared to die.

Gay bill: Such
brave and grand words.

Let him go.

Ratahsénthos: My men are dead.

My brother is dead.

He should be fed to the dogs.

Gay bill: The french in
wobik are responsible,

But not this one.

I mean, look at him.
He's a simple man.

Your father would spare him.

Gay bill: Because
more will come.

Isn't that right, french?

And then we can kill them all.

It's what we both want.

Ratahsénthos: Hmm.

Gay bill: Now, I should
like to sit by a fire,

Take off my boots,
have a meal,

A proper shit.

The stuff of life.

Go on, french. Walk.

Tell them gay bill is
a kind and wise man.

Off you trot.

Melissande: You let a
savage into the house.

Deputy eric: I, I did?

Melissande: She's inside.

Deputy eric: The housekeeper?

Yes.

Do you like roses?

They look magnificent,
don't you think?

Melissande: They
look like roses.

Now, I wish to be
escorted back to wobik.

It is not safe here.

Deputy eric: Yeah, no, no.

I will keep you safe.

Melissande: Hmm,
picking flowers.

Deputy eric: I have
orders to wait here.

Melissande: Orders from whom?

Deputy eric: Captain bouchard.

He, he beats me on
my head when I don't
do as he says, so...

Melissande: Hmm.

Tell me, what do you think
monsieur trepagny will do

If he discovers that you
have let his new bride

Take the path to wobik alone?

Unguarded?

It will be worse than
captain bouchard's blows.

Deputy eric: We, we
must not leave here.

Th-they will be back soon.

Melissande: I will be
waiting on the path, deputy.

Deputy eric: Mm-hmm...

(shushes).

(panting).

Trepagny: Monsieur sel.

(shushes).

René: Iroquois.

There are too many.

An englishman, too.

Bouchard: English? How far?

René: Just through the woods.

Trepagny: How did you escape?

René: The englishman
convinced them.

Trepagny: Bouchard.

We have dodged death's
warm embrace once today.

I do not wish to
tempt its coils again.

René: We must return
to wobik and warn them.

Bouchard:
Your, your man is right.

The iroquois will
come and kill us all.

(indistinct chatter).

Hamish: Yvon.

I'll meet you on the path.

Keep a close eye on him.

Cooke: You
recovered mr. Cross.

Hamish: I have.

Cooke: Well...

What did he have
to say for himself?

Hamish: Riddles.

He's not the same man I knew.

Cooke: Well, that's a
fortunate outcome, at least.

Hamish: Not for my sister.

Cooke: It's natural that
a place like this should

Transform a man.

I find myself anew
in the silver of the
mirror every morning.

Now, I take it you spoke to
captain wale in quebec city?

This is mr. Charles duquet,

You may speak freely
in front of him.

Duquet: It is still
good to meet you.

Hamish: I did not
come here for tea.

And I prefer
molasses, not honey.

Captain wale did confirm
your ties to the company.

Cooke: Well, you see I am
a man who speaks plainly.

Hamish: We found
lafarge's boy.

Cooke: Now, that is a relief.

Hamish: Well, it would be...

If he were still alive.

We found him dead.

By the river.

Duquet: A shame.

Cooke: His mother will
be brought to her knees.

Hamish: The boy's
death is on your ledger.

Cooke: No, mr. Goames.

You're mistaken.

Hamish: I have orders
from captain wale to form

A partnership with you.

And though I find
it disagreeable,

I am a company man.

And an order is an
order, after all.

Cooke: But I am but a
simple barrel maker.

My position within these walls
hinges on the good graces

Of intendant de fer.

You see, my time in
the fiddle afforded me

Some much-needed reflection.

I'm keeping my beard
low to the ground.

And as such, I would point
you in the direction

Of a mr. Bill selby.

He's out there,
forming alliances.

Perhaps your mr. Cross
knows of his whereabouts.

Good day.

(chuckles softly).

Duquet: I handled the boy.

Cooke: And left the body
for any passing fool to find?

Duquet: Better it
look like an accident.

Cooke: But it wasn't
an accident, charles.

I see it in your eyes.

It was sloppy work.

I should dissolve
our partnership.

Duquet: That would be
an unfortunate decision.

Cooke: It's my
decision to make.

Duquet: Before you make it,
I would like to know why you

Neglected to tell the hudson's
bay men about the pistols?

Cooke: What pistols
are you referring to?

Duquet: If I were
going to betray you,

I already would have.

When I found that
letter on your desk,

I gleaned a lot about your
arrangement to supply guns

To the hudson's bay company.

But I must confess I am still
curious on a couple of points.

Cooke: It seems I
have misjudged you.

Duquet: Where are the pistols?

Cooke: I don't know.

Duquet: They were to arm the
iroquois so that they could

Use them against the french.

Cooke: I know not what
they were intended for.

I traded for them,
took my profit.

That's the end of the story.

(chuckles softly).

Good, good.

Trepagny: He saved my life.

Häa'tatoyenhk: He
disobeyed the clan mother.

Trepagny: I will
explain to her.

Häa'tatoyenhk: You will
do nothing, trepagny.

The iroquois
will now blame us.

You have your man, and
now I have my dead friend.

It is the trade of the matter.

Bouchard: We'll come and
collect the bodies when we

Have more men.

Now come.

(indistinct chatter).

(bell rings).

Melissande: I'd like a room.

Mathilde: Now, what would
monsieur trepagny's bride

Be needing with a room?

(scoffs).

Melissande: My name
is melissande, not

"monsieur trepagny's bride."

I haven't taken his name yet.

Mathilde: Ah.

Melissande: And mr. Trepagny
went off with captain bouchard.

They haven't returned,
and now I fear the worst.

I'd like a room, now.

Mathilde: Monsieur
trepagny is in the company
of captain bouchard,

Who, if he is anything,
is stouthearted.

They will return safely.

Melissande: And if they don't?

Mathilde: I have no rooms.

Melissande: Delphine?

Mathilde: Ah.

We are full up, but she can
stay with you, if you like.

Delphine: It's disgusting, and
it will ruin all men who look

On me with desire
and that is the truth.

Melissande: It can't
be that bad, delphine.

Delphine: It's a
woodcutter's mark carved
just above my womb.

It's red and horrible.

Melissande: I'm so sorry.

I want to tell you
my darkest secret.

I had a child
before I came here.

Stillborn.

My father took it and
buried it in the ash pile,

And told me not
to speak of it.

But everybody knew.

So, there.

All the secrets are out
and we can live our
lives free of them.

Now we're even.

Delphine: The man
who did this to me...

Melissande: Say nothing
of him, delphine.

Banish him from your thoughts.

Promise me.

Delphine: I have not
told you the whole of it.

What I did. After.

I beat his head in with an
axe handle while he slept

And watched him bleed out.

(chuckles softly).

Melissande: He didn't
deserve to live. Hmm?

Delphine: I had to leave
my village after that.

I came here.

And it seems
he's still with me.

(exhales).

Mathilde: Delphine. Come.

I need help preparing
supper for the intendant.

Hamish: Randall,
we've had enough games.

It's time for you to
go back to my sister.

Cross: I'll show
you that I'm dead...

So that you may tell
her the truth of that.

Hamish: Randall,
come out of there.

Come out of there, randall!

(grunts, panting).

Hamish: Randall!

Bouchard: Leave the dirt.

It is what will make you heal.

René: Thank you for saving me.

Trepagny: It is no matter.

René: I thought I
was already dead.

Trepagny: But you are alive.

René: The priests.

I couldn't save them.

Prayers, words.

Nothing mattered.

Trepagny: Because they came to
new France looking for death.

The iroquois obliged and now
their blood is in the dirt.

It is a godly and
ordained conclusion,

I suppose.

Tell me...

When you thought
it was the end,

What did you see?

René: I saw my brother.

He called to me.

Trepagny: But you
did not go to him.

René: No.

But I wanted to.

Bouchard: Do you
know what I saw?

Trepagny: I did not ask.

Bouchard: The widow
mathilde geffard.

And she was holding a
bottle of brandy and
a bowl of warm stew.

And she had a smile for me.

And I could smell the
brandy and the meat gravy,

Rising up through my beard.

Vaporous.

But then I woke, my
mouth was full of blood.

But I was alive.

And I wish to stay that way.

So, let's rise, stop all
this bathing and jabber

Of the afterlife, and
make speed for wobik.

(grunts).

(panting).

Hamish: Who is this?

Cross: It is me.

You are the only one
the company will believe.

Show everyone I'm dead.

Hamish: You've lost
your mind, randall.

What have you done?

(coughing).

(gasping).

Cross: A settler
from the creek.

I killed him in
front of his son.

And then...
The girl came.

She smiled.

Hamish: You must
pray for forgiveness.

Cross: The company ordered it.

Hamish: The company
had its reasons for
clearing the creek.

But it was your
plan to kill them all.

And that is on
your eternal soul.

Cross: You will take this
thing back to the company,

Back to alice, and they
will give me a funeral.

Carry me by
torchlight to st. Paul's...

Yvon: Enough.

(splashing).

Hamish: Yvon. Yvon!

(groans).

Cross: Ah! Ah.

(gasping).

(groaning).

Hamish: You will
go back to alice.

And you will be happy.

Cross: You're right, hamish.

I will... I will
go back to alice.

Yvon: Captain wale said you
were to deliver something.

What was it?

Cross: Pistols.
A barrelful.

Hamish: Where?

Cross: I'll show you.

But first...

I must give this
man a proper burial.

Yvon: I tire of building
graves in the woods.

Cross: It is mine to build.

Hamish: Then we have a deal.

A grave, you show
us the pistols,

And then you go back to alice.

(quiet chatter).

Nun: Mm.

(indistinct chatter).

Delphine: What will you do
if trepagny does not return?

Melissande: Run the
estate, though there is

Not much there but trees.

But I see what
it might become.

Delphine: Mathilde says he
gave up wobik for that land.

(scoffs).

Melissande: He would
not had I been with him.

There's a river.
Docks, at least.

Delphine: He will return.

You do want that, don't you?

(exhales).

Melissande: I don't
know what I want.

Delphine: You can help
him improve the doma.

Melissande: Perhaps there is
not a big enough rudder in the

World to steer a
man such as that.

But I will try.

I do believe there
is a kindness in him.

I saw it on our wedding
night and once in the woods,

But...

But he says that wasps follow
him and die from loyalty.

And that the snakes
then eat the dead wasps.

And because of him
there is harmony.

And he prays to a rotten
log and a bowl full of hair.

Delphine: He sounds mad.

Melissande: Mm.
He's a cathar.

Delphine: He will corrupt you.

(scoffs).

Melissande: No.

I will train him, and the doma
and all the land will be mine.

More land than my
father could ever imagine.

Mathilde: Delphine.

Mr. Cooke's cup
needs refilling.

Come.

Shoulders back.

Smile.

Delphine: Would
you like some more?

♪ ♪

Cooke: I'm leaving.

No.

Stay.

Finish your food.
I've lost my appetite.

Tonight, I could, I could almost
hear you as though you were...

Speaking into my ear.

I remain beside you.

I remain with you.

I, I know you can
hear my voice,

I know you can see
through my eyes.

I know...

Gay bill: Ask her where
my goddamned pistols are.

Cooke: Bill?

(deep breath).

Gay bill: Well, it seems the
barrel king of wobik's word

Ain't worth a dog's breath.

Now...

Elisha, I should like to
have those barrels of
pistols you promised.

Cooke: They are lost to me.

Gay bill: Is that so?

Cooke: It is.

Gay bill: How about...

I dig up what's
left of your wife,

Toss it in the st. Lawrence.

Cooke: Randall cross had them.

Gay bill: And where
might he have gone off to?

Cooke: With another
hudson's bay man,

Presumably looking
for the pistols.

I told them they
might find you.

Gay bill: That's very
kind of you, cooke.

Suppose they don't?

Cooke: Bill, that is
hardly my affair to manage.

Gay bill: Yes.
Of course.

But what you will manage is
another barrel of pistols.

Cooke: I have no more.

Gay bill: Elisha.

The number of
iroquois have swelled.

So must the pistols.

Cooke: And, uh,
what is your plan?

(chuckles softly).

Gay bill: The
plan is less french,

More land and coin.

Come, now.

Surely I don't have to
lay the pieces out for you.

Cooke: And the iroquois?

Gay bill: They are the
right tool for the task.

And you, you keep to yours.

Pistols.

You bastard.

(whistles).

Watchman: It's the
captain, open the gate!

Bouchard: Well, come
now, we mustn't leave
the gate open long,

Lest some savage elements
slip in behind us.

Brandy!

(excited chatter).

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