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EPISODE 205
Untimely Resurrection

Richard Kahan

BASED ON THE NOVEL Past
DIANA GABALDON

Last PRODUCTION Typhoon
18th September 2015

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OUTLANDER
EPISODE 205 "Untimely Resurrection"

PREVIOUS REVISIONS

Production Draft – 8th May 2015
Full Bluish Typhoon – 29th May 2015
Full Pink Draft – 15th June 2015
Full Yellow Draft – 22nd June 2015
Full Green Draft – 26th June 2015
Goldenrod Pages – 6th July 2015 – pp. half dozen, 7, 7A, 11, 12
2nd White Pages – 15th July 2015 –  pp. 32, 33, 34, 35, 35A
2nd Blue Pages – 21st July 2015 – pp. 29, thirty, 32, 35
2d Pink Pages – 29th July 2015 – pp. xviii, 19, 19A

EPISODE 205 "Untimely Resurrection"

CAST LIST — FINAL PRODUCTION DRAFT — 18th September 2015

CLAIRE BEAUCHAMP RANDALL
JAMIE MACKENZIE FRASER
BLACK JACK RANDALL
MURTAGH FITZGIBBONS FRASER
MARY HAWKINS
LE COMTE ST. GERMAIN
PRINCE CHARLES STUART
Duke OF SANDRINGHAM
Male monarch LOUIS XV
FERGUS
ALEX RANDALL
MAGNUS
MADAME ELISE

FOREMAN
ANNALISE DE MARILLAC

EPISODE 205 "Untimely Resurrection"

Prepare List — Concluding Production DRAFT — 18th September 2015

INTERIORS

• Jamie & Claire's Apartment
  • Dining Room
  • Parlor
  • Bedroom
• Hawkins Estate
  • Mary's Bedroom
• Jared'due south Wine Warehouse
• Maison Elise
• Carriage

EXTERIORS

• Paris Streets
  • Various
• Hawkins Estate
• Public Garden
• Versailles
  • Royal Stables
  • Gardens
• Wagon
• Jamie & Claire's Apartment
  • Courtyard

OUTLANDER

"Untimely Resurrection"

OVER BLACK:

A mantel clock TICKS Away like a heartbeat. A relentless,
rhythmic PULSE cutting through the black...

FADE IN:

1 INT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'S APARTMENT - DINING ROOM - NIGHT 1

SERVANTS scurry to clean up the backwash of the chaotic
brawl that erupted at the cease of Episode 204. The table is
cleared of LEFTOVER FOOD and Wine from a meal cutting short.
WHISPERED FRENCH GOSSIP fills the air as nosotros Move through to --

A2 OMITTED A2

ii INT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'Southward APARTMENT - PARLOR - Night 2

MAGNUS directs another grouping of SERVANTS, quietly cleaning upward
toppled furniture, spilled trays, various broken items --

CLAIRE stares out into the night, so still she nearly blends
into the window tapestry. The pall clock'south bells Band OUT,
signaling midnight -- ECHOING throughout the flat.

CLAIRE (5.O.)
I hadn't noticed the dissonance of the
clock before that evening. Only in
that moment, each annoying tick
filled my head, reminding me that
Jamie wasn't there. After our
dinner party disintegrated into a
ball, the gens d'armes had come
and arrested anybody. Simply it was
all a misunderstanding; Alex
Randall hadn't raped Mary Hawkins,
and Jamie had zip to do with
any of information technology. He would before long be
released from the Bastille. I just
had to keep reminding myself of
that...

Eyes transfixed, Claire'south hands instinctively autumn to her
stomach, sheltering the tiny life forming inside her.

As the servants finish up the cleaning and slip quietly from
the room --

FERGUS (O.C.)
I've made the rounds of the firm,
Milady. All is locked up.

Claire's reverie is interrupted by Fergus' vocalisation.

CLAIRE
Thank you, Fergus.

FERGUS hovers by the door, doing his best to mask his own
concerns regarding Jamie'southward absence.

FERGUS
Yous should rest, Milady. I will
lookout over things until Milord
returns.

A whisper of a grinning crosses Claire's lips equally she takes in
Fergus and his try to fill up in for his idol, Jamie.

CLAIRE
That's very kind of you. Merely I
can't sleep.

FERGUS
Then I will stay past your side.

Claire sits downwards on a nearby chair and begins the arduous
task of removing the hairpins from her curls. Fergus even so
hovers uncharacteristically in the doorway, a distance abroad.

CLAIRE
Well, come on in.

FERGUS
Those men who attacked you... yous
say they called you La Dame
Blanche. Is it true? Are you...
her?

CLAIRE
You lot mean there really is such a
person?

FERGUS
La Dame Blanche est une sorcière.

CLAIRE
A sorceress?

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FERGUS
The stories are one-time. It's said she
sees to the center of a man, and if
evil is found, she will turn his
soul to ashes.

CLAIRE
Let me assure you lot, I am no fairy
tale sorceress.

FERGUS
This was my thinking. But the
ladies at Maison Elise are a
superstitious lot.

He comes over to Claire now --

FERGUS (cont'd)
Here, Milady.

Fergus takes a HAIRBRUSH and masterfully begins combing out
her tangles. Claire'due south surprised at Fergus' proficiency.

CLAIRE
You've got a gentle touch. Non an
easy task with my pilus, I'm afraid.
Where did you learn such a skill?

FERGUS
From the ladies at Maison Elise.

CLAIRE
How did yous come to live at... such
a place, Fergus?

FERGUS
I was built-in there. That is what
Madame Elise told me.

CLAIRE
And so your female parent...?

FERGUS
I used to wonder which of the
ladies was my mother, but I never
found out.

Claire's centre breaks as she listens to Fergus' story.

FERGUS (cont'd)
Madame Elise allowed me to sleep
nether the stairs, and they shared
their food with me sometimes.

(so, proudly)
The pig knuckles were my favorite.
You could not find amend in all of
Paris.

CLAIRE
They must miss you very much.

FERGUS
Mayhap. But I am needed here.

CLAIRE
Yes... you are.

FERGUS
Frankly, I don't know how you lot and
Milord would manage without me.

That elicits a much-needed laugh from Claire.

CLAIRE
I don't know either, Fergus.

Fergus returns to work, comforting her with every castor
stroke.

3 INT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'S APARTMENT - PARLOR - DAWN 3

The new 24-hour interval's calorie-free creeps in through the oversized windows.

Fergus has passed out on the floor, a shawl draped over him.
Claire remains awake, staring at the fireplace's glowing
embers. But the sound of FOOTSTEPS snaps her back to life.

JAMIE stands at the door's threshold.

Claire's stoic facade fades as she sees him. Jamie grins,
tired, simply happy to run across her. And for a long moment, all they
practice is drink in the welcome sight of each other. Then Jamie
comes over --

JAMIE
(kissing her forehead)
Have ye sat upwards all night long then?

CLAIRE
I wasn't the just one.

Claire nods to Fergus curled up on the floor. Jamie smiles,
then scoops the sleepy Fergus up in his arms.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
He but fell asleep.

JAMIE
Come on, laddie. Ye've done well
to guard your mistress.

As Jamie carries Fergus off to bed --

4 INT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - LATER 4

Claire, now in her dressing gown, sits on the bedroom's
canapé as Jamie fills her in.

JAMIE
Information technology was fortunate the Captain of the
Baby-sit arrived with Duverney on his
heels, ordering them to release the states
at once.

CLAIRE
Information technology's good to have powerful friends.

JAMIE
Are you lot and the bairn well?

CLAIRE
We're both fine at present that you're
home. What of Murtagh and Alex?

JAMIE
Murtagh'southward downstairs washing off
the stink of the French prison.
Alex didna fare then well. Silas
claims he saw him assault Mary. His
release will require word from the
lass herself.

CLAIRE
Silas has made certain that won't
happen. He had Mary promptly
whisked off to their manor.

(and then)
The Guardhouse is no place for Alex
in his frail health.

JAMIE
I'll shed nae tears for whatever man
named Randall.

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CLAIRE
Jamie, we have to aid him. You lot
saw the manner he tried to come to
Mary's aid. He'south not like his
brother. Couldn't The Duke vouch
for him?

JAMIE
Sandringham? He'll let Alex rot
before he lifts a finger to help,
now that his secretary has been
publicly disgraced. He sent a
dispatch to the Bastille releasing
Alex from his service.

CLAIRE
Hopefully The Duke had a similar
reaction to Charles.

JAMIE
I saw him watching The Prince
during dinner, and I believe he
sees Charles for the poor
investment he is.

CLAIRE
Unfortunately, I saw The Prince and
St. Germain leave together.

JAMIE
Nothing adept tin can come of that
pairing. I'll prepare Murtagh to
follow St. Germain, see if at that place's
anything suspicious. If he had
anything to practise with the attack,
we'll observe out. Can ye call back
anything else near last night?

CLAIRE
Well, their French sounded like
aristocrats, and they wore fine
wearing apparel and shoes --

JAMIE
How did ye get away?

CLAIRE
They mistook me for some mythical
creature called La Dame Blanche.
Fergus said it's witch nonsense --

(off his wait)
You've heard of this?

6

JAMIE
I... might take mentioned once
that... I was married to La Dame
Blanche --

CLAIRE
You what?

JAMIE
At Maison Elise... Charles was
pushing trollops into my arms -- I
wanted to stay true to ye without
anyone thinking me unmanly.

CLAIRE
And calling me a witch was your
best idea? After what we went
through at Cranesmuir?

JAMIE
In that location was a off-white bit of drinking
involved.

Claire shakes her head, flummoxed.

CLAIRE
How many people heard yous?

JAMIE
Only a few -- simply I imagine it was
a expert slice of gossip to share.

CLAIRE
Then perhaps the assailants are
customers at Maison Elise.

JAMIE
And if we can detect them, they may
lead us to St. Germain. Sky
assistance him if he's responsible.

Jamie collapses onto the sofa side by side to Claire --

CLAIRE
It'due south been a long nighttime for all of
us.

JAMIE
Indeed. And right now, all I wish
is to shed these filthy clothes and
lie with ye in my arms.

7

OFF Jamie and Claire, as they relax and recuperate from the
insanity of the previous night.

A5 OMITTED A5

5 EXT. PARIS STREETS - Diverse - Solar day v

Claire'south wagon moves through the Paris streets on her way
to see Mary Hawkins.

half dozen OMITTED 6

7 EXT. HAWKINS ESTATE - DAY seven

Establishing. A stately three-level residence, shortly
displaying its internal disorder with subtlety. All shutters
are sealed tight, and no servants manufactory about the front door --
all an attempt to fight off prying optics.

8 INT. HAWKINS Manor - MARY'S Chamber - Day viii

CLOSE ON A LETTER being written. REVEAL MARY HAWKINS sitting
at a bedside tabular array, scribbling away on a piece of paper.

Claire enter the dark cave-like room, mantle drawn tight.
Mary rushes to comprehend up what she's working on, only promptly
drops all hesitation when she sees that it's Claire.

MARY
Claire!

Mary runs to Claire, wrapping arms around her in jubilation.

MARY (cont'd)
Uncle Silas allowed you in?

CLAIRE
He has no idea I'm here. I was
able to convince your aunt that a
medical examination is a pressing
matter.

MARY
He refuses to let me out of the
house. And he's insisting that I
50-leave Paris in one case I recover.

Mary returns to the desk, hurriedly finishing her letter of the alphabet.

8

MARY (cont'd)
I was so relieved to hear Jamie and
Murtagh were released. But will you
practice me the favor of delivering this to
the authorities at the Bastille?

(re: the letter)
The details of the attack...
explaining Alex's innocence.

CLAIRE
Of form, I'll see it delivered at
once.

MARY
T-thank you. Alex is a proficient human,
with a kind center. You know, of
course, of my feelings for him.

CLAIRE
I empathise. How are you feeling?

MARY
Ashamed. Like I'g a different
person n-now. And I will never be
the same.

CLAIRE
You lot take cipher to be ashamed of.
What happened is not your fault.

Claire reaches out, placing a warm hand on Mary's.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
How are you feeling physically?

Claire examines Mary'southward face up, turning the pale girl towards
the room's atypical shaft of sunlight.

MARY
I... bled a chip, but it stopped.

CLAIRE
That's normal. I brought some
herbs that volition help.

Claire lays out the remedial vials next to Mary's bed.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
They're to be brewed in hot water,
and once the infusion cools you can
apply information technology with a cloth.

9

Mary takes Claire's instructions in with quick nods, but her
heed is clearly focused elsewhere.

MARY
(blurting out)
Am I going to have a baby?

CLAIRE
No, I don't believe so. Your
assailant, he wasn't able to...
finish.

MARY
I'k and then grateful for all y'all've
done, Claire. At least -- at to the lowest degree
now they can't force me to marry
that dreadful man, The Vicomte.
Uncle says he would n-never take a
soiled bride.

CLAIRE
And skillful riddance to him. You are
far likewise pretty, not to mention
sweet, for such a warty erstwhile thing.

MARY
I j-just know that once freed, Alex
will render to me. We're hoping to
be married.

That information hits Claire difficult, as Mary seals and hands
Claire the letter.

CLAIRE (V.O.)
Marriage? When Mary mentioned Alex
Randall at the infirmary I thought
it null more than than a young daughter's
beat out... If Alex and Mary were to
wed, what would become of the
lineage Mary and Jack Randall
supposedly ensure? What becomes of
Frank?

OFF Claire'southward pensive confront, her mind thrown into turmoil --

9 INT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'S Apartment - PARLOR - AFTERNOON 9

Claire stands solitary in forepart of the m stone hearth,
Mary's cannonball in hand. Deep in thought, her eyes pour over
the alphabetic character, illuminated by the firelight.

ten

CLAIRE (5.O.)
Did I hold the key to Frank'south
beingness in the palm of my hand?
Could I simply release my grasp,
dispose of the letter of the alphabet and allow
fate to carry out its plan?

Claire'due south arm begins to lower, the paper now dangerously close
to the flame'due south lick.

CLAIRE (V.O.)
Only could I condemn Alex Randall to
prison without the utmost certainty
it would ensure Frank's existence?

And as Claire weighs this seemingly impossible conundrum...

10 INT. JARED'S Wine WAREHOUSE - DAY - One Week Afterward 10

Jamie and Murtagh are huddled in hushed conversation as
WORKERS ringlet large wooden barrels of wine by.

MURTAGH
St. Germain was piece of cake enough to
runway. Just I've seen zip
suspicious.

Non the news Jamie was hoping to learn.

JAMIE
And did ye acquire anything at Maison
Elise?

MURTAGH
A wench at that place told me of several
customers, members of a gang.
Masked men, called "Les Disciples."
Aristocrats that prowl the streets
in search of prey.

JAMIE
Claire said the assailants were
well-spoken, and wore fine dress.

MURTAGH
Yeah. And the way into this gang?
A maidenhead. Mary was a virgin,
was she not?

Jamie confirms with a somber nod. They're interrupted by the
warehouse FOREMAN.

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FOREMAN
The new shipment has arrived. Nosotros
should sample it.

JAMIE
Beginning without me. I'll bring together yous
later.

FOREMAN
Very good.

As the Foreman moves off, Murtagh shakes his head, full of
guilt and cocky-loathing that he's been carrying since the
set on. He looks exhausted.

JAMIE
Ye look like a clarty midden, man.
Go some sleep.

(off Murtagh's silence)
What is it?

MURTAGH
I failed you lot.

JAMIE
Ye've done no such thing.

MURTAGH
Ye gave me yer trust, yer wife, and
yer child unborn to guard. And the
English lassie besides...

JAMIE
Yous were outmanned.

MURTAGH
I can't bear the shame of what
happened in that alley...

Murtagh trails off, tormented.

JAMIE
Then keep after him. If St.
Germain was backside it, we need to
connect him to Les Disciples.

MURTAGH
I will lay merely vengeance at your
feet or be damned.

Jamie puts a hand on Murtagh's shoulder. He knows he volition.

12

PRINCE CHARLES (O.C.)
James, my practiced human!

Both men plough to see PRINCE CHARLES gliding toward them with
royal confidence. Murtagh exits, a perfunctory nod to The
Prince as they laissez passer. No beloved lost betwixt the two.

JAMIE
Your Purple Highness.

PRINCE CHARLES
The female haze that one time clouded
my mind has lifted. Open a canteen
of your finest Burgundy! I have
excellent news!

Jamie moves to a nearby crate, his listen swimming as he
selects the appropriate bottle to quench his growing concern.

JAMIE
(fishing)
Is this to exercise with your English
investors?

Jamie opens the wine and pours two big spectacles.

PRINCE CHARLES
Make no mention of those English language
scoundrels. They have shown their
true colors.

(holding upwardly his glass)
What if I were to tell you we're
about to come into the possession
of ten thousand pounds, sterling?

JAMIE
I'd say... this is what we've been
waiting for.

PRINCE CHARLES
I have dispatched a letter to my
father informing him of our good
fortune. Marking me, James, The King
has pb a dolorous life. But now
I stand poised to lay at his anxiety
the globe's most treasured gift.
The British Throne.

JAMIE
Who is it that offers us such a
prize?

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PRINCE CHARLES
The Comte St. Germain.

The Prince doesn't notice Jamie's reaction to the name.

PRINCE CHARLES (cont'd)
He'southward set to buy a large shipment
of Portuguese Madeira. However,
The Comte is short of funds and in
demand of a business partner!

JAMIE
And so what does The Comte require?

PRINCE CHARLES
(with bliss)
I've secured a banking concern loan to provide
half the funds to purchase the shipment.
Once we sell the vino, nosotros'll earn
ourselves a rich profit.

JAMIE
Not plenty to finance an ground forces.

PRINCE CHARLES
But enough to begin securing ships,
weaponry, fighting men for our Holy
Cause! And when your friend
Duverney sees what we accomplish,
he'll have proof for King Louis
that it's a worthy investment.

Charles takes a hungry gulp of his vino.

PRINCE CHARLES (cont'd)
With French coin, nosotros will gather
the clans -- Macdonalds, Camerons,
Mackinnons and yes, James, your own
Frasers also. And I volition lead
them all to the gates of London,
and to glory!

JAMIE
Good news indeed, although... the
thought of a partnership with St.
Germain leaves me uneasy.

PRINCE CHARLES
I'g no fool, James. I am well
aware of his damnable reputation.

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JAMIE
Then ye've heard he'due south said to dwell
in circles of... a heretical
nature... demonic even...?

PRINCE CHARLES
Rumor and innuendo! I pay no more
attending to that than I practise to the
rumors about your wife. He is no
lover of our cause, but he is a man
of business organisation. And I've arranged for
you to be the 1 to sell the wine.

JAMIE
Me?

PRINCE CHARLES
Who meliorate than yous to secure the
buyer, and go along a wary eye on St.
Germain?

JAMIE
When can we expect this shipment?

PRINCE CHARLES
(with a wave of the hand)
Do not plague me with merchants'
concerns. Yous will see St.
Germain at Maison Elise to discuss
the particulars.

(property up his drinking glass)
To the glorious twenty-four hour period when the
rightful King sits upon the British
Throne over again!

They CLINK glasses.

JAMIE
The glorious twenty-four hour period.

Charles sips his wine with delight, while Jamie disappears
his glass in 1 swift, nervous slug.

OFF Jamie, all the hard work he and Claire take done since
arriving in Paris vanishing into the ether earlier his optics...

11 EXT. PUBLIC GARDEN - Solar day 11

As nosotros TRAVEL through the ornately garish botanical splendor
of an upper-class Parisian garden, we FIND:

15

Claire and ALEX RANDALL, walking and talking in deep
chat.

ALEX
I cannot fully express my gratitude
to you for your help. The Bastille
was a... frightening experience...

Claire isn't unsympathetic to the boyfriend, but she has to
be a chip hard-nosed here in order to proceed him abroad from Mary.

CLAIRE
I'grand certain information technology was. But now we must
exist practical. Y'all must look to the
future -- Mary told me of your
plans to wed.

ALEX
Yes, isn't it wonderful?

CLAIRE
Of form. But, I can't assistance simply
wonder about your lack of gainful
employment now that The Duke has
discharged y'all from his service.
Discussion of your arrest will have
spread throughout the French
dignity by now... I'm concerned
about your ability to find another
position in Paris.

ALEX
(grasping)
I thought to return to England.
Mary's mentioned she has relatives
with a subcontract. Perhaps I could detect
work there --

CLAIRE
From the same family that sent Mary
to France to midweek a gentleman of
title? I'm not certain you'll
receive a warm welcome from them,
let solitary employment.

All of a sudden Alex is struck by a cursory but violent coughing fit.
He pulls out a handkerchief and wipes his oral fissure.

ALEX
I beg your pardon.

Claire seizes the opportunity:

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CLAIRE
I worry, as well, that your condition
has not improved with time. I
imagine you don't desire Mary robbed
of her youth playing nurse?

That causes Alex to finish, struck by her frank words.

ALEX
Of course not.

CLAIRE
It might exist prudent to consider
what type of a life you could offer
her?

(off his wait)
I'yard sorry. I don't hateful to pry,
but Mary is my friend. She's young
and impressionable. My only
business is for her well-being -- a
business I trust you share?

ALEX
But of course.

CLAIRE
Then you may desire to set aside your
feelings and call back about whether
travelling from city to metropolis as you lot
seek a position, living a hand-to-
oral cavity beingness, never certain of
where tomorrow'southward meal is coming
from, is the future she envisions.
You must think realistically about
what's all-time for Mary.

A long pause as the impact of Claire's sentiment is felt.
The beautiful fantasy Alex had constructed -- the life, the
future -- crumbles before him.

ALEX
Condemning Mary to a life of penury
is something I would never dream of.

Alex considers the options and makes a decision.

ALEX (cont'd)
I love her enough to want her to
have the life she deserves.

(so, pained)
She'due south going to exist devastated, you know.

Claire places a consoling hand on Alex's.

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CLAIRE
Absolutely. She loves yous. But
she'due south a stiff adult female. In time,
she'll move on from this.

He's devastated besides, but is convinced information technology's for the best.

ALEX
Thank yous for your candor, Madame
Fraser. Mary is fortunate to have
a friend every bit caring every bit you.

With that, Alex walks abroad.

CLAIRE (V.O.)
It bankrupt my heart to break his.
Alex and Mary conspicuously loved one
another, and I was robbing them of
happiness... Just what choice did I
accept? I forced myself to focus on
the show: Mary Hawkins and
Jonathan Randall were to accept a
child together. I saw the proof of
that with my own eyes... Alex and
Mary simply could not exist. For
Frank's sake.

OFF Claire, a sense of relief mixing with guilt...

12 INT. MAISON ELISE - EVENING 12

MADAME ELISE makes her way through the crowd, setting a pair
of drinks down on a table.

REVEAL Jamie and THE COMTE ST. GERMAIN beyond the tabular array from
each other as they grab their drinks.

MADAME ELISE
Will that be all, gentlemen?
Can I interest yous in a lady,
or two?

MADAME ELISE F
Est-ce que ce sera tout pour
ces messieurs? Puis-je vous
offrir une de ces Dames? Ou
peut-être deaux?

JAMIE
Not this evening, Madame.

JAMIE F
Pas ce soir, Madame.

St. Germain waves her away, he's at that place for business.

MADAME ELISE

(smiling)
Suit yourselves.

MADAME ELISE F

(smiling)
Comme vous voudrez.

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Madame Elise saunters away. Jamie leans in and speaks to St.
Germain cheerily. The lightness of his attitude is in
purposeful dissimilarity with the seriousness of his words.

JAMIE
I don't wish to exist joined together
in business, nor sit in your
presence longer than needed, so
let'due south go on with it, shall we?

St. Germain answers, equally coincidental and unconcerned, smiling
at his enemy every bit if they are erstwhile friends. After all, they are
in a public place.

ST. GERMAIN
I share your distaste for our
partnership. My memory is
long. I haven't forgotten
your wife'south callous try
to ruin me.

ST. GERMAIN
Je partage votre dédain pour
notre clan. Ma
mémoire est sans faille. Je
northward'ai pas oublié que votre
femme a ignoblem ent tenté de
me ruiner.

JAMIE
Since you brought upwards my married woman, let
me make this clear: someone tried
to poison her, and then attacked her on
the street and raped her friend.
My retention is as long as yours.
When I find the man responsible, he
will die a verra slow and verra
painful decease.

ST. GERMAIN
Your personal life is of no
interest to me.

(then)
I alone will procure the
shipment. It will be secured
at my warehouse until you
have buyers in place.
Contact me then and not
before.

ST. GERMAIN F
Je n'ai que faire de votre
vie privée.

(then)
Je serai en charge de faire
livrer la cargaison. Elle
restera en sécurité dans monday
entrepôt jusqu'aà ce que vous
trouviez des acheteurs.
Alors seulement nous nous
reverrons.

St. Germain takes some coins out of his pocket and tosses
them on the table before exiting.

thirteen INT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'S APARTMENT - PARLOR - NIGHT 13

Equally Claire and Jamie have a drink --

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JAMIE
If this wine venture is successful,
and The Prince manages to secure
other investors, I have no doubt
he'll set sail for Scotland
straightaway.

CLAIRE
So it's simple: Charles must not
get his easily on that money. We
need to find a way to dispose of
that shipment before it'southward sold.

JAMIE
(facetious)
Maybe St. Germain will do us a
favor and bring in another ship
infected with smallpox.

The wheels are turning for Claire. Later on a moment, Jamie
reads her face.

JAMIE (cont'd)
I know that await, Sassenach. But I
was merely joking about the
smallpox.

CLAIRE
(a gleam in her centre)
I'm not.

JAMIE
Ye have a canteen of smallpox in yer
potions, do ye?

CLAIRE
Not the actual disease. But there
may exist herbs that can arrive
announced as though smallpox is
present in St. Germain's coiffure.
Convince anybody that the shipment
is tainted and must be destroyed.

JAMIE
Is such a thing even possible?

CLAIRE
I'll wait into it tomorrow.

JAMIE
Don't forget we're due at the Royal
Stables. I agreed to aid The Duke
with the purchase of some horses.

20

CLAIRE
Is that tomorrow? You owe that man
no favors, Jamie.

JAMIE
Merely neither practise I wish to be the
subject of his disfavor.

A beat. Jamie goes to the desk. He rifles through a drawer
and comes out with A DECORATIVE BOX hidden at that place.

JAMIE (cont'd)
I've been waiting for a skilful fourth dimension
to surprise you with this...

He hands Claire the box, she opens it. Resting inside are a
ready of TWELVE SILVER SPOONS, each with a particularly carved
stem, in the shape of an apostle.

CLAIRE
How unique. What are they?

JAMIE
Apostle spoons. One for each of
the twelve apostles. A christening
gift, for the bairn.

CLAIRE
(touched)
Where did y'all get them?

JAMIE
They've been handed down in my
family for years. I wrote to Jenny
when nosotros arrived, to send give-and-take of
our good news and ask for the
spoons for our wee bairn. She said
she was so total of excitement she
could hardly keep the quill steady
in her hand.

Jamie also produces a pocket-size WHISKY Bottle.

JAMIE (cont'd)
She sent this as well, said ye'll
exist needin' it when the fourth dimension comes.
She said ye'd know what she means.

Claire smiles, recalling the birth of Maggie and how Jenny
had a few drams. She'southward placidity as she studies the spoons.
Somehow, the tangible gift in her hands brings home the
reality of the kid that's on its way.

21

CLAIRE
I know it sounds ridiculous, merely I
tin't assist wonder if I'll be expert
at... being a female parent.

JAMIE
Of form yous will...

CLAIRE
I'grand a nurse. So I know how to
deliver babies, how to feed them,
how to treat them when they're
ill... but that'south not being a
mother. I only take a vague memory
of my own mother... nothing to
guide me... my God, Jamie, what if
I'm terrible at it?

JAMIE
Y'all will not exist terrible. That I
know.

CLAIRE
How?

JAMIE
I know it -- only as I knew Jenny
would be a good mother.

CLAIRE
Your sister is a natural. To come across her
with wee Jamie so Maggie --

JAMIE
-- is nothing like seeing her
before. A hellion she was. With
non an ounce of maternal feeling or
instinct anywhere to exist seen.

CLAIRE
Or at least none that her blood brother
could meet.

JAMIE
Or that she could see in herself.
She worried about the aforementioned things
you do. Worried she would not know
how to mother and care and and then on...
but I never doubted it. I knew it
was in her nature to be a kind and
loving mother... just as I see information technology
in you, mo nighean donn.

(vanquish)

The things you lot don't ken, ye'll
larn. We'll learn. Together.
Recall, this is merely the start of
many.

Claire smiles back now, feeling meliorate.

CLAIRE
Oh, is that and then?

JAMIE
One for each spoon.

CLAIRE
You want twelve children?

JAMIE
Why non?

CLAIRE
Good lord...

JAMIE
Allow's get upwardly to bed.

He grins and kisses her cervix, and Claire smiles despite
herself...

14 OMITTED xiv

15 EXT. VERSAILLES - MORNING fifteen

Establishing. In all its opulent celebrity.

16 EXT. VERSAILLES - Imperial STABLES - DAY 16

Claire and Jamie approach the large, well-appointed stable
where twelve of The King's SPANISH HORSES are on display.
Other NOBLES and SERVANTS walk well-nigh.

Jamie takes in his environs with boyish delight, deeply
inhaling the mixture of horse, harness, and manure.

JAMIE
I practice miss the smell of a stable.

CLAIRE
That makes one of us.

Just then, THE Duke OF SANDRINGHAM spots them.

Duke OF SANDRINGHAM
Jamie, my lad! And your glowing
bride... my dearest, your condition simply
enhances your ravishing beauty...

He takes her hand and kisses it gallantly.

CLAIRE
I may exist sick.

The Duke drops her hand rapidly.

DUKE OF SANDRINGHAM
Oh?

CLAIRE
Nothing contagious. Merely yous'll
excuse me gentlemen... I should
similar some... fresher air.

Claire and Jamie AD LIB practiced-byes as she makes a quick exit.

17 EXT. VERSAILLES - STABLES/GARDENS - Mean solar day 17

Claire leaves the stable area with relief and drinks in the
fresh air. In that location'south plenty of activity out hither, with GUESTS
milling about various tables and SERVANTS offer
refreshments. She grabs a glass of water from a passing tray
and puts some distance between her and the stables.

18 EXT. VERSAILLES - Regal STABLES - Day 18

Sandringham and Jamie walk along the row of beautiful HORSES
that are either tethered or beingness held by GROOMSMEN.

JAMIE
Now there'southward a bonnie lad.

Jamie runs his hands along the side of i of the horses.

JAMIE (cont'd)
A off-white, strong back. Straight-
legged and audio in the hip. Aye,
he'south grand, Your Grace.

DUKE OF SANDRINGHAM
First-class, this one will exercise.

(and so)

I was most displeased to acquire of
your legal woes -- and after such a
lovely dinner. The Guardhouse...
perish the thought.

Sandringham shudders at the very thought. They movement on to
another horse. Jamie runs his easily downwardly the horse's legs.

JAMIE
This i...

(to himself in Gaelic)
... non good.

(explains to the Duke)
Deadening in the eyes... and
splints. Pass.

(beat out)
I only spent a few hours in
the Bastille. Other poor
devils have been at that place for
decades...

JAMIE
This one...

(to himself in Gaelic)
... Chan fhóghain e.

(explains to the Knuckles)
Tiresome in the optics... and
splints. Pass.

(beat)
I simply spent a few hours in
the Bastille. Other poor
devils take been in that location for
decades...

Knuckles OF SANDRINGHAM
(who cares)
Aye, well, life can be harsh.

xix EXT. VERSAILLES - GARDENS - Mean solar day nineteen

Claire is grabbing a small seize with teeth to swallow from a table
surrounded by a grouping of COURTIERS, who are chattering away
with the latest gossip. Claire manages to discreetly
disengage from the group, seeking a fleck of solitude by
heading for a secluded surface area of the gardens.

ANNALISE (O.C.)
Madame Broch Tuarach, what a
pleasance!

ANNALISE F
Madame Broch Tuarach, quel
plaisir!

Claire turns to find ANNALISE DE MARILLAC [Jamie's blonde
acquaintance she met at Versailles in Episode 202].

CLAIRE
Lovely to see yous again,
Annalise.

CLAIRE F
C'est une joie de vous
revoir, Annalise.

ANNALISE
I was about to take a walk
through the garden. Will you
join me?

ANNALISE F
J'allais justement me
promener dans les jardins.
Vous joindrez-vous à moi?

CLAIRE
It would exist a pleasure.

CLAIRE F
Ce sera avec plaisir.

Going for a stroll with Jamie's ex may not be a "pleasure"
exactly, but Claire puts on a smile as they brainstorm to walk...

20 EXT. VERSAILLES - ROYAL STABLES - Solar day 20

RESUME with Jamie and The Duke, moving downwards the row of
horses.

Duke OF SANDRINGHAM
It may please yous to know that your
dinner was not a wasted effort,
Jamie. It immune me to take the
measure out of your Prince.

JAMIE
And what was your assessment?

DUKE OF SANDRINGHAM
In my considered stance... he's an
utter arse.

Music to Jamie's ears, only he keeps up appearances.

JAMIE
Well, I'grand distressing to hear yer opinion
of The Prince is such.

Knuckles OF SANDRINGHAM
(pointed)
I would imagine y'all are.
Peculiarly since you seem to have
pledged yourself to his service.

Looking to deflect, Jamie sidles up to the adjacent horse,
grabbing him by the muzzle and parting his lips to examine
his teeth -- the measure out of a equus caballus's historic period.

JAMIE
They merits he'due south a 3-year-old,
but by the looks of his teeth, he's
seen a few more seasons than that.

DUKE OF SANDRINGHAM
Your knowledge astounds me. But I
do wonder how someone who is such a
adept approximate of horseflesh could be
such a bad estimate of men.

JAMIE
I see The Prince for who he is.
Just his father is the truthful King.

26

DUKE OF SANDRINGHAM
Nobly said.

JAMIE
(re: another equus caballus)

Now here is truly a fine stallion.

Duke OF SANDRINGHAM
I really should see but a few
more. I'm a homo who cherishes...
options. Don't yous?

Jamie nods, every bit they move on to the adjacent horse...

21 EXT. VERSAILLES - GARDENS - Mean solar day 21

Claire and Annalise walk through the garden.

ANNALISE
Tell me -- you have lived in
Scotland. Do you find life at that place
to be simpler?

CLAIRE
In some ways. Not in others. The
politics and manipulations among
the clans and lairds can sometimes
rival even the intrigues of
Versailles.

ANNALISE
James was never a human for intrigue
-- at least non in those days. He
was direct. Honest. Simple.

CLAIRE
I wouldn't call Jamie elementary.

ANNALISE
Not today -- at present he is a human being of
business...

(with distaste)
... of politics. Like all the
others. It saddens me to call up of
him like that.

CLAIRE
He's still Jamie... I doubt he'll
e'er lose sight of who he is at
heart.

27

ANNALISE
When I knew him, he was impulsive.
Headstrong.

CLAIRE
He yet is.

ANNALISE
Ah, simply when I knew him, he was a
boy. You've turned him into a homo.

(then)
Speaking of men, in that location's a rather
dashing one over in that location staring at
u.s.a.. He seems quite taken with y'all.

(then)
Hither he comes at present...

Claire turns with a smile -- which freezes on her face as her
center is of a sudden gripped past a fist of ice.

Helm BLACK JACK RANDALL is walking right upwards to her with an
astonished look.

JACK RANDALL
Claire...?

Claire and Jack stare at each other, and it's difficult to say who
is more than surprised at this moment. A genuine grin spreads
across Jack's face.

JACK RANDALL (cont'd)
You... never fail to astonish me.

Claire can't detect words right now and Jack is similarly
stunned, and then it'southward left to Annalise to break the moment --

ANNALISE
I have it you two are...
acquainted?

JACK RANDALL
(recovering)
Very much so. Allow me to
introduce myself --

He sweeps off his hat and bows -- with a noticeable grimace
of pain.

28

JACK RANDALL (cont'd)
Helm Jonathan Wolverton
Randall, Esquire, of His
Britannic Majesty'southward 8th
Dragoons. At your service,
Madame.

JACK RANDALL F
Capitaine Jonathan Wolverton
Randall, 8e Compagnie des
Dragons de Sa Majesté, le Roi
d'Angleterre. À votre
service, Madame.

He straightens upward -- again with some difficulty.

ANNALISE
Annalise de Marillac. A
pleasure to make your
associate.

(switches to English)
Are you in discomfort,
Helm?

ANNALISE F
Annalise de Marillac. C'est
un plaisir de faire votre
connaissance.

(switches to English)
Are you in discomfort,
Captain?

JACK RANDALL
I... met with an accident some fourth dimension
agone.

Claire finally manages to pull herself out of shock.

CLAIRE
Excuse me, I'm not feeling well
suddenly, I think I shall go dwelling house.

But before Claire can escape --

ANNALISE
I am and then distressing, ma chère. I will
call for your husband.

CLAIRE
No. That won't be necessary.

Merely before Claire tin finish her sentence, Annalise has
hurried abroad to find Jamie, and Claire'south stuck with Jack.

JACK RANDALL
Jamie... he's here? Where?

CLAIRE
Y'all should go before he sees you
and cuts your pharynx.

Jack glances effectually the grounds chop-chop, scanning for whatever
sign of Jamie.

JACK RANDALL
That would exist a lethal mistake.
Drawing a sword in the presence of
The Rex is punishable past death.

29

Since Jack's not going anywhere, Claire tries to move abroad.
Randall steps forward abruptly, blocking her path.

CLAIRE
Become out of my style.

But Jack stays right where he is, wanting to expect for Jamie,
and grinning with amazement.

JACK RANDALL
It's unbelievable. The fates are
toying with u.s.a. now -- setting our
feet on seemingly divergent paths
that still somehow converge in the
about unlikely of places?

Claire tries again to leave, simply Jack grabs her arm.

JACK RANDALL (cont'd)
Claire -- surely you lot of all people
can stride outside of the passions of
the moment to capeesh the
sublime preposterousness of a
universe that would guide us to a
coming together at the French court?

CLAIRE
Allow become of me.

He regards her calmly, his entertainment still evident. And so
slowly lets go of her arm.

JACK RANDALL
(low)
The King...?

CLAIRE
Fuck The King.

Jack bows to someone O.C., and Claire turns to run across KING LOUIS
has arrived, attended by THREE GUARDS, and his RETINUE of
ADVISORS. Claire has no choice but to hurriedly curtsy and
hope he didn't hear that terminal remark.

Rex LOUIS
Madame Fraser, The King takes
great pleasure in seeing y'all
again.

KING LOUIS F
Madame Fraser, il plaît au
Roi de vous revoir.

CLAIRE
As I exercise you, Your Majesty.

CLAIRE F
À moi aussi, Votre Majesté.

30

Louis looks questioningly at Jack, who in turn looks to
Claire. It takes a beat for her to realize that protocol
demands she brand the introduction. [NOTE: We volition assume
that Claire was formally introduced to the King at some
point.]

CLAIRE
Your Majesty, may I present
to yous, Jonathan Wolverton
Randall, esquire, Captain of
His Britannic Majesty'south eighth
Dragoons?

CLAIRE F (cont'd)
Puis-je présenter à Votre
Majesté Jonathan Wolverton
Randall, Esquire et Capitaine
de la 8e Compagnie des
Dragons de sa Majesté le Roi
de Bretagne?

KING LOUIS
Captain Randall. Welcome to
Versailles.

Male monarch LOUIS F
Capitaine Randall. Bienvenue
à Versailles.

JACK RANDALL
Thank you, Your Majesty. It
is a cracking laurels to be here.

JACK RANDALL F
Je vous remercie, Votre
Majesté. C'est un honneur de
me trouver en ces lieux.

The attendants smirk and TITTER at his accent, merely Louis
silences them.

KING LOUIS
None of that.

(switching to English)
Yous volition forgive the rudeness
of these children, Captain.
The French language is not
hands mastered by the
English.

Male monarch LOUIS F
N'en faites rien.

(switching to English language)
You volition forgive the rudeness
of these children, Captain.
The French linguistic communication is non
easily mastered by the
English.

JACK RANDALL
I took no law-breaking, Sire.

KING LOUIS
(realizing)
Oh! But mayhap The King
himself has offended yous,
Madame Fraser -- I assure you
that your emphasis is flawless
as always.

KING LOUIS F
(realizing)
Oh! Merely perhaps The King
himself has offended you,
Madame Fraser -- Je puis vous
assurer que votre accent est
parfait, comme toujours.

He takes her hand and kisses it gallantly. He'south obviously
taken with her, casting an appreciative heart over her effigy.

CLAIRE
Your Majesty is far too kind.

CLAIRE F
Votre Majesté est trop bonne.

Louis continues holding her hand merely a lilliputian besides long.

31

ANGLE ON JAMIE

Who has but emerged from the stables and is looking for
Claire. He gazes around for a few seconds before seeing her
talking with The King -- and then he sees Jack Randall.

Jamie's face darkens and he starts walking rapidly toward
them...

RESUME WITH CLAIRE, JACK, AND THE KING.

The Male monarch has returned his attention to Jack.

KING LOUIS
The King admires your uniform,
Helm. So seldom seen at his
court.

(trounce)
Such bold colors... equally befit the
brave soldiers of your sovereign.

(an edge)
A pity that your countrymen are
usually too busy slaughtering each
other to exchange such
pleasantries.

JACK RANDALL
Speaking equally a soldier of many
years, I must say I observe war to be
preferable to politics. At least
in war, y'all know your enemy.

KING LOUIS
The Rex finds some truth in what
you say. Notwithstanding, we hope your
affection for carnage does not
ultimately prove fatal for y'all.

A quiet, icy beat.

ANGLE ON JAMIE

Getting closer, his hand now on his sword hilt...

RESUME WITH CLAIRE, JACK, AND THE KING

Who are still talking.

KING LOUIS (cont'd)
You lot and the Captain are friends,
Madame?

32

CLAIRE
Nosotros're acquainted.

Male monarch LOUIS
Does that non present difficulty
with your married man? He is, after
all, a proud Scottish warrior and
dandy supporter of my cousin's
rightful claim to the British
throne.

(to Jack)
Or perhaps you have not met Lord
Broch Tuarach?

The King gestures O.C. and they all turn to meet Jamie
standing there, his paw yet on his sword. Claire goes
white. Jack stiffens, his ain manus going quietly to his
sword hilt. Simply and then Jamie smiles broadly.

JAMIE
The Captain and I take met several
times, Your Majesty.

(to Jack)
Are yous well? I heard you lot had an
unfortunate encounter with some...
sheep, was it?

JACK RANDALL
Cattle, actually.

JAMIE
Just now you lot've recovered?

JACK RANDALL
Mostly. I still take a chip of
difficulty getting out of bed on
cold mornings.

JAMIE
Really? Well I understand the
conditions here in Paris is going to
remain quite warm all week.

JACK RANDALL
Then there'due south no need for any
business organization virtually my health.

JAMIE
I am delighted to hear it so.

Claire steps in and takes Jamie firmly by his other arm and
pulls herself close to him, wanting to put a fiddling more
physical distance between the ii men.

33

CLAIRE
Pray tell united states of america why you are hither,
Captain?

JACK RANDALL
I'thou on an errand of mercy. To assist
my brother. Until recently, he was
in the utilise of The Duke of
Sandringham -- I'm here to ask His
Grace to reconsider his position.

KING LOUIS
Mayhap you lot should beg.

Jack looks at him sharply -- a little as well sharply.

JACK RANDALL
Beg?

KING LOUIS
Yep. On your knees. To ask such a
favor of a human similar The Duke would
non be possible. To beg him,
even so -- that is a different
matter.

(vanquish)
On your knees.

The King stares at him and Jack suddenly realizes that
they're all looking at him. Now? The King's guards are
correct here and they're watching him closely. And after a
beat, Jack drops to his knees before The King. The King
waits a beat... and then laughs.

Male monarch LOUIS (cont'd)
Not now! Oh! You English language are so
literal!

All the retinue laughs and Claire seizes the opportunity to
get the hell out of in that location.

CLAIRE
Your Majesty, I am feeling
unwell. With your
permission, may I retire?

CLAIRE F
Votre Majesté, je ne me sens
pas bien. Puis-je me
retirer, avec votre
permission?

KING LOUIS
Of grade, of course. Exist
well, Madame Fraser.

KING LOUIS F
Bien sûr, bien sûr. Reposez-
vous, Madame Fraser.

Looking with some entertainment at Jack --

34

KING LOUIS
The King gives yous leave to rise.
It would be a shame to stain such
pretty britches.

The Rex walks away, still chuckling over his joke. Claire
takes Jamie by the arm every bit Jack slowly gets up in the B.G.,
burning silently in humiliation.

ON CLAIRE & JAMIE

Walking away...

JAMIE
Are you lot really unwell, Sassenach?
Is information technology the baby?

CLAIRE
No. No, I'1000 all right.

JAMIE
You're certain?

CLAIRE
Yes. I just wanted united states of america to --

JAMIE
Then wait here.

He drops her arm and spins around, walking quickly back the
way they came.

STAY ON Claire, equally she watches Jamie go correct up to Randall.
The two men have a short, but apparently pleasant
chat. At its conclusion, the 2 men bow deeply and
formally to ane another and and so Jamie heads back to Claire
as Jack goes his own mode.

CLAIRE
What happened? What did you say?

JAMIE
I challenged him to a duel, and he
accustomed. He said he owed me a
death.

He smiles, takes her arm and guides her away.

22 EXT./INT. CARRIAGE - Twenty-four hours - Later on 22

The carriage plods through the streets of Paris as a long,
anguished silence elapses between Jamie and Claire.

35

The only sound is of HORSE HOOVES MEETING COBBLESTONE,
thumping abroad like a drum beat.

Jamie watches the scenery go by with a contented, happy expect
on his face.

Just Claire's listen is reeling, desperately seeking a way to
cease this duel from happening, as thoughts of Frank and Black
Jack irreconcilably linked together in fourth dimension fill up her caput...

23 EXT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'S APARTMENT - DAY 23

The carriage arrives home.

24 EXT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'Southward APARTMENT - COURTYARD - Twenty-four hour period 24

The carriage barely comes to a terminate in the courtyard before
Jamie exits. He positively bounds out of the railroad vehicle and
naturally assumes Claire'south following backside him without a
await dorsum.

Fergus comes running out the front door, excited to welcome
them dwelling, but Jamie stops the boy before he manages a give-and-take.

JAMIE
Not bad 24-hour interval Fergus my lad!

FERGUS
Is it?

JAMIE
You take no idea. Run and fetch
Murtagh at once.

FERGUS
Yes, Milord.

Fergus runs off to do as he's told, and Jamie disappears
inside the apartment, his listen fixed on the chore at mitt.

Claire struggles to think, her breath growing frantic.

Subsequently a beat out her eyes suddenly light up and she hops back
into the carriage.

CLAIRE
(yelling to the
coachman)

Take me to the Bastille with
all due haste!

CLAIRE F
(yelling to the
coachman)

Emmenez-moi à la Bastille à
toute vitesse!

36

25 EXT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 25

Subsequently that night. Establishing.

26 INT. JAMIE & CLAIRE'S Apartment - Bedroom - Nighttime 26

Jamie meditatively runs an oiled soapstone along the lethal
edge of his broadsword as he and Murtagh discuss the details
of the duel.

MURTAGH
I'll arrange the particulars with
his second. As the challenged,
Randall selects the weapons.

JAMIE
Aye.

Murtagh's eyes autumn to Jamie's sword with a scowl.

MURTAGH
And what if it'south pistols? What
and then?

JAMIE
He won't take pistols. Information technology'south also
quick, and too far apart. He'll
want to expect me in the eye.

MURTAGH
Aye, but don't err in judging the
human's skills. Ye don't get to exist
Captain of Dragoons without knowing
how to handle a bract.

CLAIRE (O.C.)
In that location'southward non going to be whatsoever duel.

Jamie and Murtagh turn to find an wearied Claire.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
Black Jack is locked away in the
Bastille.

JAMIE
On what charge?

CLAIRE
I swore an accusation against him,
saying he was responsible for the
attack on Mary and me.

Jamie did non see that coming. Murtagh either.

MURTAGH
Christ, woman, what accept ye washed?

CLAIRE
Murtagh, delight --

JAMIE
Are y'all mad? Swearing a simulated
charge --

CLAIRE
They won't be able to hold him for
long, and I'll say I must have been
mistaken. But it'south long enough to
get you to mind to me. You can't
go through with this, Jamie.

Jamie's barely able to wait at his married woman as a wave of expose
and unimaginable questions washes over him.

JAMIE
Why would you practice such a thing,
Claire?

CLAIRE
Dueling is outlawed in France. If
you're defenseless, you could spend the
rest of your life backside bars. Or
worse. I won't take chances that. Y'all're
about to be a father, Jamie. Call up
of me and your child.

JAMIE
There are places in this city where
the gens d'armes are not present.

MURTAGH
He'll non go caught. I'll see to
information technology.

CLAIRE
Murtagh, would you please leave?
This is between Jamie and me.

Murtagh does then reluctantly.

38

JAMIE
You gave me a souvenir Claire, when you
told me Randall was alive -- of
knowing I will be the 1 to stop
that bastard'southward life. Now I tin
claim that souvenir.

CLAIRE
Delight listen to me, you can't kill
Randall --

JAMIE
Claire, there'due south no reason --

CLAIRE
(blurting out)
Because of Frank.

Frank. The proper name cuts through the air similar a dagger.

Jamie looks up at Claire in utter astonishment, believing his
ears to have failed him.

JAMIE
Frank?

CLAIRE
If you kill Jack Randall now, and then
Frank... he won't exist. He won't
exist born.

JAMIE
What are you lot talking about?

CLAIRE
Frank one time showed me his family
tree... and on it was the name Jack
Randall and his wife... Mary
Hawkins. Together they are
supposed to accept a child... that
child is Frank's ancestor.

(beat)
If y'all kill Black Jack earlier he
has a child with Mary... Frank volition
never be. Information technology will be as if y'all
killed him too.

Jamie stares at her as if she'southward insane -- and right now,
Claire isn't too sure he'd be wrong on that assessment.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
It... it'due south meant to happen.
It's... a part of history.

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JAMIE
(tight)
I thought we were here to change
history.

CLAIRE
Frank'due south innocent in all this. Y'all
tin't impale an innocent man!

JAMIE
Innocent?

CLAIRE
He's committed no offense against
either of us.

JAMIE
And for that Jack Randall should
live?!

(then)
Aye. I tin stand a lot. More
most. I've proven as much. Only
must I behave everyone's weakness?
Can I not take my ain?

Claire moves to him, simply Jamie's pacing.

JAMIE (cont'd)
(blasphemous in Gaelic)

Black devil of the 7
middens!

JAMIE (cont'd)
(cursing in Gaelic)

Donas dubh nan seachd
sitigean!

Earlier Claire tin speak --

JAMIE (cont'd)
Y'all of all people couldna be request
this of me, Claire. You were
at that place... you saw what he did to me.

Claire knows all too well the images swirling around Jamie's
heed, and she struggles to go along her own emotions at bay. Only
before she can speak, Jamie swiftly unsheathes the dirk from
his belt and thrusts the handle into Claire'south hand.

JAMIE (cont'd)
You may have yer choice. Him, or
me? I canna alive while Randall
lives. If ye wilna allow me kill
him, then kill me now yerself!

Jamie squeezes Claire'south hand, forcing her grip around the
dirk. Information technology's all likewise much as Claire finally breaks into hot
tears, throwing downwards the knife.

xl

CLAIRE
A filibuster is all I inquire. One year.
The kid -- Randall'due south, it will be
conceived past and so. After that I'll
assist y'all drain the bastard myself!

No response from Jamie. Claire'southward own acrimony begins to build.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
Y'all owe me that much, Jamie Fraser.
I saved your life -- not once but
twice. You owe me a life.

That grabs Jamie'due south attention, forcing him to meet Claire's
sobbing optics.

JAMIE
I see. And you claim yer debt at present?

CLAIRE
I can't make yous meet reason any
other way!

JAMIE
Jesus God, Claire! You'd stop me
from taking my vengeance on the man
that made me play whore to him?
The man who'southward lived in my
nightmares and in our bed? The man
who nearly made me accept my own
life?

(and then)
You know I'm a human being of honor. I pay
my debts. So tell me now, is that
what y'all're asking of me? To pay
you with the life of Black Jack
Randall?

The questions hang there, and Claire has no pick but to
answer:

CLAIRE
Yes.

Jamie looks at her. He takes his sword and returns it to the
identify he keeps it.

JAMIE
A year. Non another day more.

Claire moves to him, needing to connect. Just Jamie's icy
words stop her:

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JAMIE (cont'd)
Dinna touch me.

Claire steps back, the air ripped from her lungs.

Broad, husband and wife on either side of FRAME, the room
suddenly actualization impossibly large.

And OFF Jamie and Claire, a rift between them like never
earlier...

FADE OUT.

27-28 OMITTED 27-28

END OF EPISODE

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