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Claire: Previously...

Colum doesna travel,

So visiting the tenants and tacksmen

That can't come to the gathering,

That falls to me.

Have you seen any of your scottish companions

Raise funds for the rebellion?

Let's get on with it. Randall: Why would Dougal MacKenzie

Rather adopt you as one of his own

Than allow me to question you?

I was wondering if you had a potion

That might open a lad's heart to a lassie.

What's his name?

Horrocks.

There's a chance to get the price lifted from my head.

A redcoat deserter. Claims he was there,

Saw who actually killed the sergeant.

Claire: I knew where we were going without having to ask,

The province of a man I unfortunately knew all too well.

I'll thank ye to take your hands off my wife.

Dougal: Where's your mind, lad?

Horrocks is waiting.

Let's get what we came for.

Already washed the dust from your throat Mr. Horrocks?

It would be wise if you told us what happened that night in Fort William.

Did you or did you not tell Hugh Monroe, you saw who shot the Sergeant?

I did.

Forgive me, but I...

I haven't tasted fine whiskey like that in quite some time.

I can use another wee nip.

I'm eager,

That you name the person who committed the crime I was falsely accused of.

Have you the gold Hugh Monroe promised to pay?

Yes.

Then hand it over

and we'll move on with the business.

The name, first.

You'll have it when I have the gold in my hand.

Well that was the understanding

Give him the gold.

I trust his word.

The British army trusted him, too.

Perhaps today's not such a good day for business after all.

Whether you deserted is no concern of ours, Mr. Horrocks.

We commend ye for it.

I've come a long way,

At considerable danger to myself,

Eluding redcoat patrols... (speaking other language)

The man who shot the sergeant

Was captain Jonathan Randall himself.

Ye expect us to believe that a captain,

Even one as vile as black jack,

Would shoot his own man?

You know Randall.

I suppose he can answer that.

I canna use Randall's name to clear my own.

You bargained for a name. A name is what you received.

Good day, lads.

Let him go.

Man: Jamie!

Jamie!

Claire.

I was minding her, I swear.

I went for a piss and... Where is she?

She must've wandered off, and when I caught up,

The redcoats had her.

She was fighting and thrashing about,

But they took her. They were headed south.

Hold on, Fort William?

I know what's on your mind boy, but what you're thinking is impossible.

I'm going with or without you!

Then Dougal and I must abstain from

any open action against the British garrison.

If we were captured, then the consequences upon the clan and Colum...

No... the risks are too great, I'm afraid.

Any man wants to ride with you I'll not stop 'em.

I'm not beseachin' anyone for help.

But I'm also not proud to refuse.

I'll go with you.

I'm not doing nothing special today...

- but a wee ride might be amusing.

Fine, but our conditions you will have to heed.

♪ Sing me a song of a lass that is gone

♪ Say, could that lass be I?

♪ Merry of soul she sailed on a dais

♪ 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 dais

♪ Over the sea...

♪ ... to Skye

Where is the English woman?

I don't know who you mean.

My friend here isna a bit pleased with yer answer.

Pray, I don't know.

Pray that you do.

Or your next words'll be in a lassie's voice.

The commander's office.

In the tower.

Thank you.

(bird calling signal)

Murtagh, don't ye wait too long.

Claire: Help!

I'll thank ye to take your hands off my wife.

Good god.

(laughs)

Dougal MacKenzie neglected to mention

that you married the stripe-backed thief.

How's my handiwork looking these days?

Very well,

Despite your efforts.

I don't suppose you'd show me?

Be the last thing you ever saw.

Oh.

Only risk brings the tpossibility of reward, hmm?

Just shoot this bastard, Jamie.

(screams)

Do. Shoot me. Shoot us both.

And alarm the entire fort of your presence.

Oh.

It appears we're to have an audience, madam.

I think we should endeavor to enjoy ourselves.

I certainly shall.

Now, put that pistol on the table

And let us commence with the evening's entertainment.

Do it.

Slowly.

I will slit her throat, I swear to god.

Slowly.

That wasn't too hard.

Back you go.

Do it!

Get out of here, Jamie.

Just go. Go!

Everyone, keep calm.

(whimpers)

Easy does it.

(laughs)

Oh, first she orders you to fire,

Now she orders you to flee.

Who is the man in this marriage, Fraser?

I will cut off your balls, I swear.

You are a foul-mouthed scold.

For the life of me,

I cannot understand why any man would pledge himself

To a woman.

Especially such a mendacius slut as this one.

Would you like your husband to join us maybe?

What do you say, Fraser, hmm?

Huh?

Or would you prefer to watch?

You bluffed your way in here with an empty pistol.

Ned said not to kill anyone,

So I had all the weapons unloaded.

This way.

Wait.

Up here.

You are sure there's water down there, aren't you?

Aye. I think so.

Still a couple hours' ride from the drover

We should water the horses.

Give him a drink of water, will ya?

Aye.

Are you all right?

Randall, he didn't hurt you?

No, He didn't have time, thanks to you.

I'm waiting for you to say something.

Anything that approaches an apology.

An apology?

I was taken hostage by Jack Randall.

Are you trying to say that's somehow my fault?

Well, it is your fault.

Had you stayed put where I ordered you to stay, None of this would have happened.

Yeah, but no. Ye won't listen to me,

Why mind me, I am not but yer husband.

Ye take it into yer mind to do as ye damn please

I find ye flat on yer back with yer skirts up,

And the worst scum of the land between your legs,

About to take you before my very eyes.

I begged you to take me with you.

And I told you there was no danger in me going along.

Would you listen to me? No. No, I'm just a woman.

No, why should you pay any attention to what I have to say?

Women are only fit to do as they're told and obey orders.

If ye'd done that, we wouldn't be on the run now with a hundred redcoats on our tail.

Try that again and I'll slap you until yer ears ring.

You're a brute and a fool!

Do you think I went and got Captured by the english on purpose?

Aye! I do think ye did it on purpose

To get back at me for what happened at the glade.

At the glade?

With the British deserters?

You think, to punish you, I went for a walk in the woods

On the chance that some British soldiers would be going by?

Christ, Jamie, I went for a walk! I ordered you to stay put!

I don't have to do what you tell me to.

Aye, you do. You are my wife.

Oh, your wife? Your wife.

You think I'm your property, don't you?

You think I belong to you and you can't stand

For someone to have something else that belongs to you.

You do belong to me and you are my wife,

Whether you like it or not.

Well, I don't like it! I don't like it one bit!

That doesn't matter to you either, does it?

And as long as I'm there to warm your bed,

you don't care what I think or how I feel!

That's all a wife is to you.

Something to stick your cock into whenever you feel the urge.

Let go of me, you fucking bastard!

You foul-mouthed bitch! You'll not speak to me that way!

I went to you at Fort William

Armed with an empty pistol and my bare hands.

When you screamed...

You're tearing my guts out, Claire.

I'm sorry.

Jamie...

Forgive me.

Forgiven.

I'm sorry, too.

I'll ask your pardon for what I said.

I was sore and I said more than I meant.

Will ye forgive me, too?

Forgiven.

Jamie: She asked forgiveness and I gave it.

But the truth is, I'd forgiven everything she'd done

And everything she could do, long before that day.

For me, that was no choice.

That was falling in love.

Looks like we'll be needing a few more plates, then.

So, while murtagh was

Setting the fuses on the gunpowder,

I sent three of the bloody Jessies to meet the almighty.

I'm not hearing this.

When I heard the explosion,

I thought the walls of the fort would come down.

Did ye use yer breath or yer farts to subdue them?

Are you calling me a liar?

Aye, because ye are lying. Ye killed nobody.

Oh, oh.

For god's sake, angus! Sit down..

Stop flapping yer gums.. Use it for something useful for a change.

Man: I'm not gonna tell anything if you're taking that tone.

I don't believe I've properly thanked all of you.

- For what you did last night. Ned, have ye got any wine down there?

Ned: Yeah, well, they do actually have some rhenish.

Quite nice, if I may say.

It's been a long day. I'll go upstairs.

She doesna understand what she nearly cost us.

Aye.

And she needs to.

Think they'll ever speak to me again?

Aye.

They will.

Come to bed, Jamie.

I'm afraid we've a matter Still to settle between us

Before we sleep tonight.

What is it?

If a man among us had put the rest in danger,

As you did,

He would have likely had his ears cropped, or been flogged,

If not killed outright.

I didn't know.

Good...

Well, I ken you're not yet familiar with our ways,

And that's some excuse.

Still, I did tell ye to stay hid.

And if ye'd done so, none of this would have happened.

Now, the British will be looking high and low for us.

As for captain Randall...

Well, that's something else again.

He'll be looking for you,

Especially now that he knows you're here.

Aye.

He...

It's personal for him.

I am so sorry, Jamie.

If it were just me ye'd hurt by it,

I wouldna say more about it.

But your actions put all the men in jeopardy.

Right...

best get on with it.

Ye've done considerable damage disobeying my orders,

And I'm gonna punish ye for it.

What do you mean?

Oh, you know fine well what I mean.

Now, get down by the bed and lift yer shift, lass.

I'll do no such thing. Now, Claire...

I have said I'm sorry. And I am.

And I will never do such a thing again.

That's just the point. You might.

Ye come from a place where things are easier, I think.

Where it's not a matter of life and death

If you disobey orders or take matters into your own hands.

But it's the hard truth in places and times like these that

A light action can have...

very serious consequences.

All right. You're right, of course.

I will obey your orders, even if I don't agree with them.

Good.

Now then, get off the bed and we'll get this over with.

What? I said I would follow your orders.

There's a difference between understanding something in yer mind,

and really knowing it, deep down.

I can tell ye from my own experience

That a good hiding makes ye understand things in a more serious light.

But as I said, if it was just me

you put in danger...

But it wasn't.

There's such a thing as justice, Claire.

You've done wrong to all the men,

And you must suffer for it.

I'm yer husband. It's my duty to attend to it.

- I will not let you beat me! You won't?

I doubt you'll have much to say about it.

The lad's getting on with it. Seems so.

That is his duty.

You're my wife, like it or not. I'll scream!

Well, likely, if not before, certainly during!

I expect they'll hear ye in the next village.

Ye've got good lungs.

This'll go faster if ye just yield, woman.

I'm gonna make you suffer! Oh!

Well, ye already are.

You're taking pleasure in this, you barbarian!

Sounds like holy hell up there. I'm not sure who's punishing who.

I'll never forgive you!

If I can forgive ye for what you did,

You can forgive me, too,

As soon as ye can sit down again.

You sadist! I dinna ken, what's a sadist?

As for my pleasure,

I said I was gonna punish you. No!

I didna say I wasna gonna enjoy it.

I hope that Jamie wasn't too harsh on ye last night?

A skelped arse never did anyone permanent damage.

Looks like she gave as good as she got.

Ah, well, it might not be permanent, but it hurts like hell.

She'll not make that mistake again. Indeed. Yes.

Come and have a seat here next to me, lassie.

No, thank you, I'll stand.

Over there.

Ah, it is good to be home.

In the loving bosom of those who hold us dear. There's no one about.

I do not know about you lot, but I'm starving!

Go after her boy, I'll keep to the mounts .

Sassenach.

Claire.

I prefer not to fall behind my wife.

Then walk faster.

Welcome home, my dears.

It seems like yesterday that you ran kitchen by steal food.

- And now you've gone and married... - Leave him be..

Fussin' over him like that... He'll be no use to anyone...

Me especially.

You are comin' back to the stables, work with horses.

Aye.

Congratulations to you both.

I look forward to hearing all about yer nuptials.

It's been some time since we've had a wedding here.

My profound good wishes

For a long and happy marriage,

Lady Broch Tuarach.

I did not enjoy that one bit.

Did you not notice the look Colum gave me?

It seemed friendly enough for me.

He did not eat or drink...

He did not offer a single toast, in our honor.

To hobble all that way to the great hall and stay scarcely a minute.

What do I know about clans ways?!

Did not you see?

He does not approve of this marriage.

He is not alone.

What the hell do you mean by such?

Will you not answer me, Claire?

I know what that means!

Happiness is (...).

Who said that?

Me.

Just now.

Yes.

Love.

It is not a simple matter.

It is like...

try to plan for every season from one moment to the next

And when you ready for the sun.

The frost comes.

What do you know that?

More than you think you ignorant putz.

You mean my mother?

I am a hard man, Ellen knew it.

Your father had a gentle side.

I thought it was a weakness.

I was wrong.

And by the time I realized that...

your parents had pledged themselves to one another.

What's done is done, lad.

It's what do you do next that matters.

Colum awaits you in his chambers.

Tell him I'm on my way.

Pardon.

Why did you do it?

I waited for you, Jamie.

I was counting the days till you'd return.

I had no notion about yerself and...

It wasna something I planned.

Then why? Why did you do it?

'Twas Dougal's arrangement, ye see.

It's no simple story, I can tell ye that much.

But an explanation will have to wait.

Colum summons me. I must go.

Aye. Ye canna keep a MacKenzie waiting.

But we'll speak again.

Aye, you have my word.

Ah. 'tis the bridegroom.

Aye.

Now that I have all three of you weasels gathered together,

Who would like to explain Fort William?

Is clan MacKenzie going to have to answer

for yer little raid, hmm?

No.

Any repercussions will land solely on me.

Captain Randall will make sure of that.

Fine.

Now, back to the rents.

As I say, it has been a lean year for

for some of the tenants,

But we have much of the stock still to sell off,

which should help the tip the scales.

What about the other money you collected?

The money for the bonnie Stuart prince Across the water, hmm?

'Tis for the Jacobites, is it not?

Did ye not think that one among the rent party

Would remain loyal to his laird?

Or at least, young Jamie, here,

He does me the honor of looking fittingly guilty.

You mistake concern for guilt.

My conscience is clear.

I owe no loyalty to Charlie or James.

He speaks truth, brother.

We merely used the welts on his back

to illustrate British justice.

We raised that gold honorably.

We never concealed the fact from anybody.

That we were raising money to restore

the rightful king to his throne.

That, I might remind ye,

is a cause more important than any clan or man.

Is that so?

Well, this clan remains under the charge of this man.

It is still my pleasure to choose what causes are supported.

And the clan MacKenzie's welfare

Comes before any king or country.

I've proved my loyalty to you time and again.

I've collected your rents, I've fought your battles, I've protected yer person

For the love of Christ, I've even assured your bloodline!

Now, I think that such fealty is

worth a mere bag of gold,

Don't you?

Leave my sight.

I shall try to calm his distemper.

Either that or I will calm it for him.

Perhaps you'd rather chastise me at a later time?

Stay.

I opened my home to you

as sanctuary from the British.

I gave my food,

I gave my hospitality.

Even when you refused to pledge fealty to me,

I continued to grant ye quarter and protection.

And how am I recompensed?

You marry a Sassenach,

Knowing well enough that none in the clan

Will support ye now as my successor.

I meant no such betrayal, uncle.

And it will be given you to opportunity to prove it.

What do you want me to do?

My brother must never be allowed to succeed me,

as chief of MacKenzies.

Do you not agree?

Dougal has,

a fiery temper that can not be easily...

Say no more. I have seen we are in agreement.

I have his replacement still in mind.

He stands before me.

But...

But you've

already declared,

that my marriage precludes me from that honor.

For the time being....

A marriage of convenience.

I do not follow your meaning...

I will not be stepping down anytime soon.

Nor is my health a cause for concern.

But this is not England.

Life here can be perilous.

For whom exactly?

I ment no one in particular.

Well, for a moment I...

I feared you were speaking of my wife.

And if so...

I will be forced to take that as a threat.

Of course you would.

That is the precise mind of a chief.

Claire: I knew it.

That first time I saw Dougal and Hamish playing together in the courtyard.

Aye.

Many have gossiped about it in whispers,

And every one of us in the room already kent it well.

But that's the first time I've ever heard

Dougal proclaim he's Hamish's father.

Thought Colum was going to run him through right there.

That would solve a few problems.

Aye, if the storm canna be calmed between the brothers,

I'll be the one to pay the price.

It's hardly the first time he and Dougal have been at odds, god knows.

I'm sure it'll be fine in the morning.

Aye.

What are you doing?

- I thought... - Think again.

(...) it's not your affair.

You're getting yourself too inclined with that woman.

It will affect my standing with MacKenzie.

And I'll have no more of it.

My sweet angel.

You can come out now.

Jamie Fraser.

I thought I was hid well enough.

T'was your smell that gave you away.

A man's sweat.

Couldn't be Arthur. He's too prissy to ever work up a good lather

Yes well...

He holds a postion that does not require much labor.

He doesn't do much laboring in any position. Hmmph!

I saw your new bride.

Earlier

Don't worry Jamie.

She'll recover.

Despite you beating her.

Claire is a strong woman.

But if you ever tan her hide again.

Or ruined her heart.

You'd amazed,

What my concoctions can do to a body.

It would be a shame...

To ruin such a pretty package.

Your husband was right.

You should mind to your own affairs.

Dougal tells ye something, it's as if it's law.

You will beware.

Devil, man. He's just a lad.

His mouth has been in Colum's ear And his lips half up his arse!

He gave Colum the moneys collected for the Jacobites.

And it wasna his to give. It wasna Colum's to take.

The MacKenzie ordered me to do it!

I was just serving my oath to himself as given!

Or would you have me lie to the laird?

If the MacKenzie asked you the same, you'd do it, would you not?

Not after what he did to Dougal, no.

And what about you, Jamie?

Where does your loyalty lie

Between the chief and the war chief?

Now, there is but one laird of the clan, is there not?

Enough of this blather. The issue needs no debate.

The lad shoulda come to us for counsel afore taking action.

For his disobedience, he's getting the due course of punishment.

Besides, this is MacKenzie business.

You, Frasers, should mind to yer own.

Sand aside and let us get back to ours. Hey.

What's all this, then?

I thought we were hunting stag?

Aye.

Who's with me?

I ken I'd find you here.

This has been your secret place since ye were a lad.

Not so secret if you find me so easily.

You promised we would speak.

Aye,

I remember the first time I saw you, James Fraser,

Comin' through the gates of Leoch.

I was only seven years old, still a child.

You didn't notice back then..

How my heart lept when you were near.

And you went away, all those years.

I never forgot you.

I'm wed now.

And 'twas a gallant thing ye did.

Marrying the Sassenach to spare her from the British.

'Tis true the marriage was Dougal's arrangement, but...

You dinna look...

very happy.

Ye look like ye're carrying the world on yer back.

- Laoghaire... - When you returned...

When you took the beating for me in the great hall,

I knew I wasn't wrong.

That you felt the same.

And then, that day in the alcove...

The way you kissed me.

She was married before.

But I've lain with no one.

I want ye

to be the first

And only one to have me.

No.

I made a vow and I'll not break it.

Even for a lass as bonnie as you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry!

Colum's men took grievous offense over how they treated Willie.

- Where is Dougal?

I don't care.

But this has been smouldering since we returned.

We've got to douse this wee scrap before it explodes and the heat reaches Connor.

Aye, he'll be taking hands or even heads if he thinks the clan's heard this.

How do you stop two dogs from fightin'?

Without getting chewed up yourself.

Bastard!

It's over!

No! No!

It's either carry on fighting as enemys or,

drink as friends.

Murtagh, get these good lads some whiskey!

You settled that scirmash like a future leader of the MacKenzies.

There's a reason you're not known for your sense of humor.

Well if it's plain talk you're after,

here's something you could chew on.

It's getting a wee bit uncomfortable around here

for my taste.

Rupert's right. This is not our fight.

I'll saddle the horses. Ye take hold of Claire

And we'll be away from here this very night.

And how would we live?

Horrocks was my best chance,

And now, I may be even an outlaw for good.

We'll live off the land.

Or has castle life made ye soft?

Would ye have me sleeping under a tree come winter with my wife?

Leave her, then.

We can send for the lass when we find safe beds.

Aye, spoken like the unwed man ye are.

For pity's sake, Jamie,

It's either up tail and away,

or we stay and pick a side.

It's not like Colum's gonna give Dougal back the gold.

Not that I see that it matters much either way.

The bonnie prince isn't sailing from Italy anytime soon.

No,

No, he isna, is he?

Peace, you say? Peace?

You come here and tell me

That clansman brawls with clansman!

That my own brother defies me.

How can there be peace until such disloyalty is punished?

Well, chastising the guilty might sooth yer anger,

But I doubt it will accomplish anything more.

The bad blood will only fester, leading to more violence,

Until the clan explodes into open warfare.

What would you have me do?

Make yer brother a gift of the Jacobite gold.

You'd have me commit treason to the crown?

Sanctiona stuart restoration to the throne?

A stuart restoration is but ian airy hope, my laird.

There is no Jacobite army.

The highland clans are too busy reiving each other's cattle

To even consider uniting.

While bonnie prince Charlie lounges idly,

Being pampered by the pope.

Aye. Aye, all that is true.

Meanwhile, my own clan teeters on the brink of civil war.

Then remove the source of the immediate conflict.

Give Dougal back the gold and ye pacify him

and his companions.

Let yer brother play the rebel,

as long as he does it quietly.

Let him whisper of a free Scotland for now,

while you bide your time.

And wait to see how events transpire.

If bonnie prince Charlie ever returns with a call to arms,

you can decide then which side to back.

Dougal may be war chief,

But he knows only you can cry for war.

Bring my brother and Ned Gowan here.

Are we to stand here all day,

Or is there a purpose to this summons?

One day, brother,

You'll talk your head off your shoulders

And right onto a pike.

A month ago,

You swore an oath to me on this dirk.

Ye recall?

Aye.

So tell me, brother,

What's a man's word worth these days?

A bag of gold, perhaps?

My oath to you is an oath to Scotland.

I've not broken it, nor will I ever.

We'll see.

Go on, then. Play the rebel.

See where it leads ye.

I thank you, brother.

Ned, send a missiveto the Duke of Sandringham,

Inviting him to a banquet in his honor.

Best warn the men of the household to keep their arses out of his reach.

Sweet christ, man, Can ye not keep that tongue of yers From wagging?

Very wise, Laird, to get the measure of the Jacobite cause

From an Englishman's perspective.

It will take more than yer approval

To get back in my good graces, Ned Gowan.

Get out of my sight, all three of you.

Colum and Dougal have mended fences.

Your safe to live in obscurity for another day.

It's not worth it.

To have to live there alone.

Well, there's no shortage of Highlanders at Leoch.

That's not the company I crave lass, and you cannot as well

Our lives in the Highlands are steeped in tradition,

custom and rituals.

So I've seen. And Colum chose to risk looking weak,

Publicly changing his position,

because peace was more important than custom.

I saw a rigid man bend.

It made me mindful.

About what?

Wives obey their husbands.

Husbands discipline them when they don't.

Well, that's how it was with my father,

And his father and on and on and on back.

But maybe, for you and me, it has to go a different way.

I swear on the cross of my lord Jesus,

And by the holy iron which I hold

That I give you my fealty and pledge you my loyalty.

If ever my hand is raised In rebellion against you again,

Then I ask that this holy iron might pierce my heart.

Is it not enough, Claire?

Do you not want me anymore?

Do you wish to live separately?

Well, that's what I should want...

But I don't.

The key to Lallybroch.

What?

Yer ring.

I had the blacksmith fashion your ring from my key.

Why didn't you tell me that before, When you gave it to me?

I wanted to wait until I took ye back to Lallybroch.

So ye'd know the place was as much yours as mine.

But now, I dinna ken when, if ever, we'll get back there.

Jamie, I... And that...

That thought does not pain me

As much as it once might have.

You, are my home now.

I want you, Claire.

I love you so much I can scarcely breathe.

Will ye have me?

Yes. Yes, I'll have you.

Listen to me.

If you ever raise a hand to me again,

James Fraser,

I will cut your heart out and have it for breakfast.

Do you understand me?

Do you? You have my word.

You're mine. Mo nighean donn.

Mine, now and forever.

And I mean to make you call me Master.

I am your Master and you're mine.

It seems that I can not possess your soul

without losing my own.

Sassenach.

Yes, Master?

What does "fucking" mean?

- What? "Fucking."

After Fort William

you called me a "fucking bastard".

Well, that means what we just did.

What about "sadist"? Ye called me that as well.

Well, that means someone who takes sexual pleasure

in hurting someone.

Oh, well. Ye dinna flatter me overmuch,

But I canna fault yer observations.

Oh. Was I too rough on you?

Well, If you bed a vixen,

you have to expect to get bit.

Come here and bite me some more.

I'm ravenous. Hmm. So am I.

You meant food. Mmm-hmm.

I'll go to the kitchen, fetch us something to eat.

What on earth is this?

Where'd ye get that? - It was just there.

What's wrong? What is it?

It's an ill-wish.

Which is?

It's meant to bring pain or harm

or even death.

Who would put such a thing under our bed?

Jamie?

Laoghaire.