All language subtitles for Outlander S04E05

Previously...

10,000 acres of His Majesty's
land at your disposal.

Regulators are stirring up
trouble in the piedmont.

Pitching themselves
against my tax collectors.

Can your... sheriffs
not discourage them

from taking matters
into their own hands?

Some have proven
to be dishonest.

This will be a sign
to all who pass

that they're entering
Fraser's Ridge.

The Cherokee
gave you a warning.

My family and I wish to live peacefully.
Join us.

Bear-killer.
That is how you will be known

to our people.

This is Adawehi.

She's a healer.

Yes.

A very powerful healer.

Brianna,
Claire found Jamie.

- She went to Scotland.
- Why?

To visit her mother.

Rabbit.

Rabbit.

For the mother.

Mother.

Ah...
Tea.

Ha.

Thank you.

This will be very useful
for Petronella.

Ah.

Yes.

I, uh...

I have a daughter,

but...

she lives far, far away.

Yes.

Sassenach.

Mm-hm?
- Where's my hat?

I don't know.

Where did you last see it?

If I kenned that,
I'd be wearing it.

It's worn, anyway.

You should get a new one
in Woolam's Creek

make a good impression
on prospective tenants.

Offering land without charge. Dinna see
how the hat on my head'll come into it.

Can you reach the jerky?

Aye.

That's the last of it.

Well, there's more
in the storeroom,

if you get back
before I do.

Dinna ken if I envy you
or not.

Mistress Mueller's a fine cook,

but...

Eh.

Having to tolerate Gerhard...

Clarence is less stubborn
and has more sense.

I'm sure I can
tolerate him

long enough
to deliver his grandchild.

- The sow had your hat, Uncle Jamie.
- Christ.

Nearly lost
a finger trying to save it.

Ah.

If I do return
before you, Sassenach,

I might eat
that vicious beast.

Hey.

Aye.

Come on.

The sooner we go,
the sooner we'll be home,

and I love bacon.

If you would,
attach that to the horse, please.

- Thank you.
- Aye, Auntie.

If the bairn does come
sooner than you expect,

you're sure you'll not wish me
to return?

I've been alone here before.

Aye.

Doesn't make it any easier,
leaving ye.

Here.

What is it?

Has Brianna...

a birthmark on her neck?

Yes.

She does, but...

I don't remember
mentioning it to you.

I saw it

in a dream last night.

A wee brown mark

shaped like a diamond.

It's behind her left ear.

I haven't thought about that
in a very long time.

It's always hidden...

Behind her hair.

Aye.

I kissed her there.

Did the driver wait for her,
or see where she went?

Uh, the log only says

it was a one-way fare
to Craigh Na Dun,

ten days ago.

There's not much up there.

Uh, perhaps
she was meeting someone.

Can you tell me
where he picked her up?

Baird's Bed and Breakfast.

8:00 in the morning.

Thank you for your help.

Mrs. Baird.

Uh, Miss.

Miss Baird.

I'm Roger Wakefield.

I think, um, my girlfriend

may have been
a guest of yours

about ten or so days ago.

Aye, the American.

Ah, reminded me a bit
of Ali McGraw.

Sweet girl.
Right.

It's a bit urgent.
Was she...

uh, how long did she stay?

Oh, um, just...
just a few days.

And did she leave
anything behind?

Clothes or books or...

I... No.
Um... no, nothing.

Nothing?

Thank you.

I... I was hoping

I would find... something.

Mr. Wakefield,
um, wait.

Two seconds.

She asked me to wait a year

before sending it to ye,

but, well,
since ye're here now,

and, well, I...

I can see she broke
yer heart.

Oh, look, ye're
a fine-looking lad.

Go and find yerself
a good Scottish lass.

Thank you.

Yes, perhaps I should.

Thank you.

Bye.

Myers spoke of a dozen or so

Scottish families
residing here.

Aye.

And the offer of 100 acres

is likely to attract
a fair number of tenants.

Oh, thank you.

It'll be good

to have the company
of families again.

Neighbors close by.

Maybe we'll attract a man
wi' a... a talent for chess.

And a bonnie daughter, or two.

Ye need but one, lad.

Place these
in the shops and the tavern,

and encourage any Scots
you may meet

to attend our meeting tomorrow.

I'm off to find
a Graham MacNeil.

How may I help you?

Good day to you, mistress.

Very good day indeed.

I'm here to see
Mr. MacNeil.

I'm told he's the silversmith
here in town.

He's away in Cross Creek
at present.

Do you expect him home soon?

Not today.

Ah.

Well, uh,

Is there another man
familiar with the trade

hereabouts?

Something very particular
I wish to have made.

No one with
my husband's talents.

Thank you for your time.

Oh, yes.

Here we go.

Here.

Well done, Mistress Claire.

Had the baby not arrived
so soon,

I might have learnt
the entire song.

We say she looks like her papa.

May he rest in peace.

Do you have grandchild,
Frau Klara?

No, no, not yet.

Then you will share mine.

It'll... it'll be hard work,

as the land's
never been cultivated,

but any man
choosing to settle wi' me

will receive
100 acres.

That's a very impressive offer.

And... no rent

until the land yields
a good harvest.

After that, you'll pay no more than
one ha'penny per acre per annum,

in lieu of all demands,
to me.

A ha'penny for 100 acres?

No rent?

Good luck to you, Mr. Fraser.

Ye're a farmer.

Ken it by yer hands.

Do ye no want 100 acres
for yerself and yer family?

Again,

I thank ye, but no.

Aye.

And you?

Tempting as it may be,

I've found employment
at the cooper's shop.

It'd be unwise
to leave now.

Did six farmers just refuse
the offer of land

given without charge?

There's no sense in it.

Two.

Bryan, is it?

My father's name was Brian.

You ken Broch Tuarach?

No, I'm from Banffshire.

Banffshire?

Aye.
Bonnie.

Aye.

Were you imprisoned?

Tilbury Fort.

Ardsmuir.

Fought with
Farquharson's regiment.

Farquharson's?

Then ye were to my left, Bryan.

Aye.

It pains me to refuse ye.

Then why did ye?

Some of us here
have spent years

cultivating land,

only to have it taxed
when it became plentiful.

We must all pay our taxes.

Aye, our fair share,

but the governor's
tax collectors came,

hand out, time and again.

When we didna have the funds
to pay,

they seized horses, livestock,

tools, anything
worth a penny.

It's the cause of
my taking up residence in town.

Same for most
of the men here.

And all of ye

lost yer farms to taxes?

We gave them up.

Better that than to continue
lining the pockets

of Tryon's dishonest
tax collectors.

There's a meeting soon,

if ye're interested.

Herr Mueller.

How's the baby?

She's healthy
and beautiful

and ready to meet her opa,

and her...

I... I don't know the word
for "uncle" in German.

- Onkel.
- Ah.

Thank you, Frau Klara.

Aye, you're very welcome,
Herr Mueller.

You have a wonderful family.

I shall be sad to leave.

You're always welcome here.

Thank you.

I'll be back
in a couple of weeks

to visit Petronella
and the baby,

and you may send for me
if you need anything.

- Danke.
- Mm.

And Herr Fraser will be home
when you return?

I expect him back
in a few days.

But come, let's meet
your enkelin.

We've chosen a name.

Baby Klara.

Baby Klara?

I'm so honored.

Thank you, Petronella.

Look.

Cross Creek.

Well, what is it?
What's the matter?

Savages.

They steal our water
for their horses.

Water from the creek?
Is that all?

The Indians... they mean you
no harm.

Herr Mueller,
I know these people.

Why not let them just drink
and then be on their way?

They have no reason
to set foot on my land!

Tommy, come.

Stay.
Stay!

Herr Mueller!
Herr Mueller, please!

Leave, please.

The horses need water.

I will shoot!

No!
No!

Stop.

Go back in the house,
Frau Klara!

Tawodi, I am Claire Fraser.

I am ganakti,

like Adawehi.

- Wife of bear-killer?
- Yes.

Please, don't shoot.

Herr Mueller and his son...
they are good men.

We do not expect to see you

with

I came to deliver
a baby.

Herr Mueller, please,

put down your musket

so we can talk.

Herr Mueller, please.

Herr Mueller is just

trying to protect his land.

Water belongs to no one.

You're right,

but he doesn't see it
that way.

Please, can you take
the horses to...

to another part
of the creek?

To keep peace?

I go,

only because you are friends
to Adawehi.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What is he doing?

No, no!
He...

he is just giving
a blessing for the water.

It's just a blessing.

Look, they are leaving.

They're leaving.

Here we go.

Here, Clarence.

I got something for you.

Here, boy.

Come on, lady.

Time for breakfast.

You have no idea you're just
a Christmas pork chop, do you?

Rollo.

It's our house.
It's not for you.

Good morning, ladies.

Come on.

Tie it down tight.

That's it.

Three gatherings.

And no tenants
to show for it.

Will Tryon demand the return
of the land

if we canna find anyone
to settle with us?

He willna have to.

Canna pay the tax
on 10,000 acres myself.

But I can offer protection
to our tenants

from paying these illegal taxes
or having their land seized.

How?

The tax collectors
will come to me, will they no?

'Tis my land, after all.

And when they do,

you'll refuse to pay?

Oh, I'll pay.

A fair tax, and nothing more.

Christ.

The bit's broken.

We'll need to get it mended
before we can travel.

Find a blacksmith.

Dinna take no
for an answer.

Good day, sir.

- I was hoping for a...
- My day is done.

I'm tired.

It's a wee task.

Just a broken bit.
Can ye mend it?

- I suppose ye didna hear me.
- I did.

But I wonder if you could

make an exception
for a fellow Scot?

I'd be here
all night by that logic.

No, no more for me today.

Yer business
will have to wait.

Please.
We have three days' travel ahead of us.

My uncle will have
my guts for garters

if I dinna have this mended.

What'll it cost
to keep you another hour?

Ye canna pay it lad.
Away with ye.

Ten shillings.

11?

12?

21.

That's robbery!

If ye canna pay,

then leave me be.

Old Mr. MacNeil
hasn't come home yet.

No word when he might return?

If ye'd care
to wait inside,

I'll serve ye a hearty piece
of pie.

A very kind offer, but...

my wife is expecting me
home soon.

I'd wager she's a good cook.

Aye.

Very.

All right, lad.

Any luck with the silversmith,
eh?

No.

Pray nothing else
hinders our return home.

Feared we'd have to stay
another night.

OH.

I did too.

That blacksmith
was a tough old coot.

Had to offer
more than I thought.

How much?

15 shillings.

Did I hear ye right?

Ye paid 15 shillings for a bit?

15 additional.

Whoa!

I paid him 21 shillings in all.

That was my entire purse.

He was leaving for the day.

It was the only thing
to keep him.

What the devil's the meaning
of charging a lad 21 shillings

for a bit?

Blacksmith!

I'm speaking to ye.

Murtagh?

Thank the Lord.

Jamie.

Oh!

Oh!

Uncle, ye ken this old coot?

Aye.

Aye.

I never thought I'd
lay eyes on ye again.

Hmph.

How?

W-what brought ye here?

I came in search of settlers.

I have land three days north.

This is Jenny's son, Ian.

Ian, this is Murtagh.

My godfather.

Fine lad.

Drives a hard bargain.

Uncle Jamie told me all about
yer adventures together.

Ha.

So much to tell you.

And I want to hear
every word.

Now,

who are you calling
an old coot, eh?

Come on.

There you go.

Pastor Gottfried.
What are you doing here?

Frau Mueller sent me.

Well, is everything
all right?

Tommy, Petronella,
and the baby...

died.

What?

I gave them last rites
this morning.

How?

The measle.

Measles?
But...

But they were healthy
when I left them last week.

I-is anyone else sick?
Frau Mueller?

I'll get my things
and come to them, along with...

No!
N-no, madam.

Herr Mueller...

is not ill.
He is...

How do you say?
Uh, uh...

Insane.

Frau Mueller worries
he blames you for their deaths

and is seeking revenge.

Blames me?

What do you mean?

Herr Mueller believes

you let the Indians
curse their water.

I told him,
that was a blessing.

He does not see it
that way.

I must find him
before he does something...

regretful.

Y-you cannot stay here,
madam.

Is there somewhere you can go
that is safe?

My husband will be home soon,

and I have my rifle.

I'll be all right.

God be with you,
Frau Fraser.

And with you.

Aye, 12 years,

just a short distance
from Woolam's Creek.

Was it dreadful,

being indentured?

Aye, lad.

Master Barker was no
an easy man to live with,

disposed as he was
to violent outbursts.

More than once, I considered
severing his neck.

Why did you no?

The rich old bastard died,

and his widow agreed
to sell me the smithy.

I reckon she wouldna
have done so

if I'd have murdered him.

So he taught you blacksmithing?

Aye.

I mastered all order
of smithery.

Silversmithing as well?

I can manage a bit.

Can I ask a favor of ye?

This was Ellen's, no?

Aye.

A surprise for his wife.

Married again, did ye?

Well...

Fetch yerself
another ale, lad.

I don't have any...

He has all our money.

Here.

Take it, lad.
Keep it.

Claire...

Claire came back to me.

After 20 years.

Some days, I still
canna believe it myself.

Oh lad!

And she's here?
Aye.

Aye, she's home,

in the cabin
on Fraser's Ridge.

And yer bairn?

A daughter, Brianna.

Oh.

I've never seen her,
but she's well,

living in Boston...

in the year 1971.

Oh...

Old enough to have children
of her own?

That she is,

but she hasna had any yet,

as far as we know.

Huh.

Brianna's at university.

Women in the future
are entitled

to a great deal more
than they are now.

Well,

any daughter of yours
will be a canny lass.

Will you...

Will ye return
to Fraser's Ridge wi' us?

We have need of a blacksmith
with talents such as yer own.

I have my forge here
to think of.

We'll build ye one.

10,000 acre settlement
will have need of it.

10,000 acres?

Governor Tryon
must think highly of you.

I'm mindful he's no
well-liked around here.

We have had trouble
finding tenants

because of it.

Tryon's taxes have left
many hereabouts aggrieved.

You'll no find many Scots
in Woolam's Creek

willing to settle on land
granted by him.

Some of his sheriffs
are corrupt, sure enough.

Doesna mean the men
should give up,

and many Scots have prospered
here in North Carolina.

Come to Fraser's Ridge.

We'll work together,

like we always did.

I canna go, mo charaid.

I have work here.

Grave work.

Come wi' me
to the forge here.

We'll weigh what's to be done
with yer silver.

Afterwards,

I'll take ye to a meeting.

What is it, boy?

Huh?

It's just the wind.

I'll find ye later.

Bryan, glad you could make it.

Tonight,

we drink to the
tax collectors.

- What?
- To the tax collectors?

They didna take
Harry's horse,

nor Rabbie's cow,

nor Johnnie's wagon from him.

No, no, no. Lies.

Not taken.

Stolen from them, they were.

- Aye!
- Stolen!

Stolen from us!

And what's stolen
from one of us,

is stolen from all of us!

Aye!
Aye!

Wish yer tax collector
and yer sheriff

a fine supper,

a good bottle,
and soft bed tonight, lads...

For soon,

soon, they will have
no peace.

The day is coming!

The day when we make plain
our complaints

and stand for what's right!

Aye!

We'll pay what we owe
in taxes,

but no a penny more,

and no a penny less.

The corruption
of the governor's sheriffs

and tax collectors
must end!

Aye!

The thieving bastards
should pay!

Raise a glass
to them tonight, lads,

each and every one,

for tomorrow,

and from now on,

we stand together!

Aye!

Ye'll need yer courage.

A rifle or two
couldna hurt, either.

- Aye!
- Time is coming

when we will march!

Justice!

Good man.

So,

ye're a Regulator, then?

And a leader, forbye?

Ah, we dinna
have leaders, lad.

I'm but an auld man
who's been through it before.

Will ye join us?

A gathering this size
could well become violent.

We risk what we must
for our beliefs.

Aye.

But I've Claire to think of,

and Young Ian.

And the land.

The grant came with
my assurance

that I would help quell
any unrest.

I gave my word.

I canna in good conscience
involve myself in this.

I won't join you, but, uh,

I wilna try to stop ye, either.

I pray one day,
ye come find us.

Klara!

Frau Klara!

I just want to talk!

Rollo, get back.

What do you want?

Frau Klara.
You're alive.

The measle...
I-I-I fear I come too late

and it will take you too.

Thank you for your concern,
but...

I'm well.

They are dead.

The baby...

They got the measle, and...

I'm so sorry.

I wish there was something

that I could've done.

There was no use.

The curse was strong.

They die very fast.

Herr Mueller,

measles is a disease.

It spreads from person
to person.

Ja, it happened
to me and my wife

in Gunzburg.

We were sick for a week.

It's likely it

traveled with you
from Cross Creek...

No!

Through no fault
of your own.

Nell and baby die
very quickly.

Too quickly.

But their bodies were weak
after the birth.

They would've never survived
the fever.

This is not what happened.

They die
because of the curse.

The savages hate us
and want our land.

It is them!

They are supposed
to die of the pox, not us!

Not the one who...
who believe in God.

No matter.

It is over now.
I...

take care of them

for us and... for you.

Baby Klara's doll...

Thank you.

Adawehi.

She was their healer.

She was a witch, ja?

There can be no curse
without a witch.

All they wanted
was some water!

Water is everywhere!

The creek, the lake,
the stream.

They do not come
to my land for water!

The savages come to show
that my land is theirs!

Good-bye, Herr Mueller.

Good-bye, Frau Klara.

Rosewitha!

Rosewitha!

Oh!

Sassenach!

Oh, Jamie.

Oh, Jamie.

I'm so glad you're home.

What's wrong?

Just hold me.

Shh.

Murtagh!

Jamie said you weren't
coming!

Is it really you?

Well, it's not
the boogie-woogie bugle boy.

I can't believe it!

Ah, lass.

Well, you gonna
invite me inside?

Oh, come on.

Roger,
if you're reading this,

it means that I couldn't
make it back.

I found out something terrible
is going to happen

to my mother and Jamie.

If I didn't try
to go and help them,

I would never
have forgiven myself.

I need you to know

that I cared about you
very much.

Please don't try to follow me,
Roger.

You once told me to think of
my mother happily in the past,

and that's how I want you
to think of me.

Good-bye, Roger.

Brianna.