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I'm out of time.

The case is over.

No.

Hey, the jury's in close.

We'll have the verdict first thing in the morning.

Sir James will hang.

I'll go out and tell him to shoot from the very start.

Unfortunately, your evidence would never have been conclusive.

Except a damn, Alan Breck.

I meant to clear him.

You met him near the spot where Red Fox come and was murdered

for whatever you said.

You'd have left a strong impression that Alan was in league with the mother.

Oh, I tell you, when Preston Granger had you held captive on the Bas Rock,

he saved your life.

Though, why?

I cannot think.

He didn't want any hindrance to the Campbell clan's vengeance on James Stewart.

Tragedy.

Which, I fear, none of us can no stop.

All this senseless killing of one clan by another.

You're not gains by it.

Certainly not the Scottish people.

The other thing is too deep to argue.

It goes back centuries.

Years of massacres.

Sir.

Won't end with James's death.

If he had not.

Mr. Stewart.

You're a lawyer.

Can nothing save James?

The king's mercy.

That's the only hope he has.

Leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

Come on!

Come on!

Get up there!

Get up there!

Get up there!

Get up there!

Get up there!

Get up there!

Get up there!

James Moore?

Mr. Balfour.

You were freed?

I escaped.

He was let out the prison to give evidence against James of the Glens.

No proof of that.

I know he's guilty.

He's 21, he's got a license jail.

Katrina and prison?

This is the one that would trade his own daughter to save his damn neck.

Damn you!

Die!

Come on!

Finish it, man!

We saw the sins you have in your conscience.

That would be too great a kindness.

Leave!

A petition to his Majesty.

Who was it proposed?

This private method?

Charles Stewart?

No, my lord.

It was I.

And you thought I would approve?

But the only Mr. Balfour you try, my patience.

You fight as hard against my interests as I fight for yours.

My lord, I understand the political arch to hang James Stewart.

To satisfy the Campbells and keep them at peace in the highlands.

But I still cannot accept the condemnation of an innocent man.

As innocent of this as he is guilty of so much else.

I understand you ought to be a lawyer.

The bar is a true scene for your...

Obstinence and argumentative talents.

In fact, together with your lawyer, Mr. Rankine, I've already made some plans for your immediate future.

Sir?

You ought to proceed to Holland, the University of Leiden, without further delay.

And since so many seem anxious of hastening your end,

you better travel to Edinburgh in my company as soon as our business here is concluded.

With respect, my lord, I shall not leave Scotland until I am satisfied.

My petition reached the king.

It will, you have my word on it.

But you'd be a fool to pay much faith on petitions.

No. There's nothing further.

I hope that you could might.

There is one thing, my lord.

I've just learned that James Moore escaped from prison.

What is that to you?

His daughter's in prison in his place.

That's a great deal to me, sir.

She shall go to Least when we get back to Edinburgh.

I failed to see the need for our suffering.

Are you suggesting that I had some part in this?

James Moore, I see her openly in Inverare.

You have not had him arrested.

I've not thought your impudent questions, sir.

My patronage, you've probably been saved from the gallows.

Remember that.

I'll be thankful.

Good night, sir.

Are you all agreed?

The Arm, my lord.

And how sail on this charge of murder most foul?

Guilty, my lord.

President of the Bar, James Stewart, you've been found guilty of conspiracy to murder Colin Campbell at Lettimore on July 3, 1751.

The sentence of this court.

Is it you be taken from this place unto a lawful prison, and that there you be hanged by the neck unto our dead?

I mean, the lord have mercy on your soul.

Amen.

God save the king.

May your conscience ever bear the mark.

Lord Dalgau.

Campbell.

Take him below.

The name of Alan Brecht Stewart has been drawn to the attention of this court.

It is said that the murder of Colin Campbell was by his hand.

I therefore direct the officers of the town to bring this man before me with the utmost dispense.

There he is. I didn't want you to do that.

I'm in a way, must not be honest.

He must be taken alive.

I'm in a way.

Get your things together. You're away today.

Where am I being sent?

How should I know?

You were allowed to be the instrument of your father's escape.

Now you're going free, it seems.

Miss Barbara, it's too early on over for you.

Someone should see you off.

You paid due respect to my father.

He gave me plenty of good advice and warned me never to become involved with politics again.

Which I've no doubt to follow.

What about the ladies?

Did he warn you off them too?

I think he left that to my own judgement.

What news of Katrina?

None. She seems to have disappeared.

So I shall make it my own business to find her and send your news.

She shall know how anxiously you sought her in the brief time you were here.

You're a good friend.

Even if it's against my own best interest.

So, for the time being it's goodbye.

If you have no more to say.

May I salute you in farewell?

You forget yourself Mr. Bauffer.

Have I given you any right?

To presume on our acquaintance.

But... what you?

Oh, you great gawk!

What did you think I would let us part as strangers?

With ladies I scarcely know what to think.

Then let me give you some advice.

Never ask.

They're bound to say no.

Just act as a heart tells you.

What a pity.

I'm to lose my Bonnie professor just when I'm beginning to lay on something.

That's gallant indeed.

May I put a last question?

May I ask the last to marry me?

You scarcely get her to marry you without...

Let your voice heart to offer.

You're not serious.

I'm not sure if any of you are serious in one thing David.

I shall always be your friend.

Good morning.

Thank you.

Welcome aboard sir.

Captain.

You're nearly the last.

Have you many voyages?

Oh, me half dozen.

I'll go look after you luggage sir.

Thank you.

Katrina.

David.

Katrina.

You're less voyage.

I'm bound for hond.

But... the Barbara.

I mean Miss Grant know this.

Of course.

She arranged my passage and looked after me ever since I left that dreadful prison.

Oh she knew.

She said nothing to me but...

Perhaps it's in a letter I see.

To be open on board.

One for you.

Dear SD.

What do you think of your fellow passenger?

When you greeted her.

Did you ask?

Or did you kiss?

As we kissed farewell.

Take my advice.

Do not be too bashful.

Pursue your love with fire.

I am your affectionate friend and governess Barbara.

What secrets that you're revealing?

Just our brother.

Did you mention why I'm making the journey?

No.

I'm going to a place called Helvet Sleeze.

Why?

To meet my father.

Oh.

You made the journey some days ago.

I see.

David I...

I know my father's behaved badly to you.

Badly?

It's no thanks to him that I'm still alive.

He helped my abduction and set his dogs on me in Invarari.

What sort of man is he?

This father of yours.

David, I love my father.

And if you want to find a place in my heart, you must accept that.

Then I shall see no more against him.

Thank you, David.

Now we can enjoy our journey today.

Oh, fail!

Or eat the doppelgals!

Fire!

I'm so happy, David.

Are you?

How could I be otherwise?

Would you be beside me?

Why are you thinking of Katrina?

That pipe?

It reminded me of the Chanta.

And the day they called the Clans together, when they were in the city,

they made me happy.

They were happy and happy.

They made the whole thing.

But they were happy.

And they made the whole thing.

But they made the whole thing.

And they made the whole thing.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

They reminded me of the Chanta.

And the day they called the Clans together, when the Prince landed.

All those desperate battles are behind us now.

Do you perhaps, David?

Never to me.

I went with the Clan in 45, you know, even though I was but a maid of 12.

There were the Gregor men with the bonnets, the great swords and firelocks.

There were trumpets and a grand skilling of war pipes.

I rode in a highland horse beside my father and the late McGregor himself.

I saw Prince Charlie too.

Those were the good days.

After colliding the road coats were out and my father and uncle lay on the hill.

We should have no more dark thoughts of the past, Katrina.

I'm sorry.

I was trying to explain to you how it is that I'm so close to my father.

It is all of my childhood.

I know how well you love him.

And so long as I can share your love, that's enough for me.

Oh.

Have I said something wrong?

If you truly loved me, you would not want to share my heart with anyone.

But that's what you wanted of me.

But must you always do as I want?

Have you no mind of your own?

Only.

Wanted to please you, Katrina.

Only false love sets out to please.

I think the wind is rising.

I shall go below.

Good night, David.

So, you have returned at last.

I heard you had been taken.

Not yet, your Highness.

Though I was pursued halfway across France.

The venture I am told was not exactly studied with success.

No, I bring bad news.

I have been taken.

Not yet.

Your Highness.

Though I was pursued halfway across France.

The venture I am told was not exactly studied with success.

No, I bring bad news.

I hear a little amps these days.

So, what is yours?

The Highlands are full of English red coats and quick clansmen.

The jails are full from Appen to East of Ross.

I had heard it already.

What of your kinsmen, James Stewart of the Glens?

He awaits the gallows at Inverare on a charge of killing Campbell of Dendure.

Which I believe took some part.

No, your Highness.

It was a camel in that kilter-head fox.

It was glumsily down whoever fired the shot.

I spent some gross mishandling of my affairs in Scotland.

Did you have the bets?

No, your Highness.

I was able to collect them, but they were lost in my escape.

And how would you accept our course of the vine?

I might be made a beggar from the French because my messages failed me.

What would you have me do then?

Go back to Scotland.

There's a place no praise in that man.

Sit down and take some darkness.

I cannot sit at your table.

Oh, you shalln't stay down!

You are still as touch as a bantalcock.

You have done no worse than others.

At least you will be safe here.

There's no one else for you to go.

Sit.

Katlina.

Did you sleep well?

Well, enough. Thank you.

And you?

Not a lot. I'll lay awake thinking of our quarrel.

Well...

Is that what a lowlendo calls a quarrel?

When we quarrel in the Highlands, the mountains ring with it.

Then we may be close friends again, Katriana.

Providing we hold no secrets from each other.

I shall never hold secrets from you.

Then why did you not show me the letter that Miss Barbara wrote to you?

She wrote nothing of substance.

Then why not let me see it?

Since I acted as messenger.

Yeah.

It's not important.

She speaks of kissing.

So these are the intimate thoughts your alarmers' barber to share with you.

As we kissed farewell, the soon-you-in-love with fire.

Are you giving up a correspondence to make your galance progress with me?

How dare you, Mr. Balfa.

Simply a young girl with romantic nonsense.

You'd better take your letter.

Certainly.

Does that satisfy your Highland pride?

That's what this is about.

You, kids.

Don't wait till my dinner.

That's what this is about.

You, kids.

Don't wait till my dinner.

That's what I'm saying.

Oh, but I need it.

I'm going to go to the house.

It's the best I can do, Miss.

I don't know until I go to London.

Well, there's a sketch that should take you ashore.

Why don't your father be best, please, if you broke a link.

Jumping down in the boat.

Now, you take my advice and you come with us to write it down.

And then you can catch the rat wagon back to Hellboy.

No, I can't.

My father, you'll be expecting me. I must have been his instructions.

Well, I don't like it.

Excuse me, Captain.

I will go ashore with a young lady.

There's all one which we are good to lighten.

Well done, sir.

I'm here, Miss.

Deliver our luggage.

You're factoring Rotterdam.

We'll send for it in time.

Yes, that's easy, don't miss it about four.

Good boy and good luck.

Away, Aunt Kate.

All said.