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EPISODE 208
The Fox’s Lair

WRITTEN BY

Anne Kenney

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY
DIANA GABALDON

FINAL PRODUCTION DRAFT
14th April 2016

OUTLANDER
EPISODE 208 "The Fox’s Lair"

PREVIOUS REVISIONS

White Production Draft – 19th August 2015
Full Blue Draft – 29th September 2015
Full Pink Draft – 15th October 2015
Full Yellow Draft – 20th October 2015
Full Green Draft – 2nd November 2015
Full Goldenrod Draft – 9th November 2015
Full 2nd White Draft – 13th November 2015
2nd Blue Pages – 9th February 2016
2nd Pink Pages – 21st March 2016


EPISODE 208 "The Fox’s Lair"

CAST LIST — FINAL PRODUCTION DRAFT — 14th April 2016

CLAIRE BEAUCHAMP RANDALL
JAMIE MACKENZIE FRASER
MURTAGH FITZGIBBONS FRASER
COLUM MACKENZIE
JENNY MURRAY
FERGUS
IAN MURRAY
LAOGHAIRE MACKENZIE

ALEXANDER KINCAID
ROSS
MRS. CROOK
SERVANT
SIMON FRASER “LORD LOVAT”
“YOUNG SIMON” FRASER
MAISRI
RABBIE MCNAB
WEE JAMIE


EPISODE 208 "The Fox’s Lair"

SET LIST — FINAL PRODUCTION DRAFT — 14th April 2016

INTERIORS

  • Lallybroch
    • Dining Room
    • Jamie & Claire’s Room
    • Hallway
    • Parlor
  • Beaufort Castle
    • Great Room
    • Claire & Jamie’s Room
    • Corridor
    • Dining Room
    • Lovat’s Study
    • Chapel

EXTERIORS

  • Lallybroch
  • Lallybroch Estate
  • Highlands
  • Beaufort Castle
    • Walkway
    • Gardens
    • Chapel
    • Courtyard
    • Courtyard Laundry Area
    • Stables

OUTLANDER

“The Fox’s Lair”

FADE IN:

AA1EXT. LALLYBROCH ESTATE - DAYAA1

Claire finds Jamie, tense, looking out at the land, the
Lallybroch manse in the distance, but his thoughts are turned
inward, trying to figure out what to do now. Claire is
nearly frantic.

Anne Kenney

Versions of the scenes that open the episode bounced back and forth between the end of Episode 207 and the beginning of 208. Finally, we decided that it was better to end 207 with Jamie and Claire leaving France. It was so emotional, and to then tack on a scene or two of them in the Highlands felt jarring, rushed and unsatisfying. SO, we moved the return to Lallybroch to the top of Episode 208.

The only tricky part with that was we had to find a way to establish that they’d been in the Highlands for a while, and were feeling settled, and then have them leave again almost immediately! I feel like we ultimately did it, but it was definitely a challenge!

CLAIRE
It’s all coming to pass. The
Jacobite rising... then Culloden...
finally the Clearances... and the
destruction of all this...

JAMIE
So it would seem.

CLAIRE
We could go to Ireland. Or the
colonies.

JAMIE
And what of Ian and Jenny and our
nieces and nephews and cousins...?

CLAIRE
We... can take them with us.

JAMIE
All of them? And what of our
tenants? Leave them to the “mercy”
of the British butchers after
Culloden is lost?

No, but --

CLAIRE
Your name on that document brands
you a traitor and if the British
catch you, they’ll hang you as one.
We can’t stay.

A beat, and then Jamie has an idea.

JAMIE
We know what will happen if the
Jacobites lose the war. But what
if they won?

CLAIRE
But... they don’t. It’s the
verdict of history.

JAMIE
Have ye given up on changing the
future then, Sassenach?

CLAIRE
After Paris? Haven’t you?

JAMIE
Aye, Paris was a bitter
disappointment. But the future can
be changed -- you’ve proven it.
Tammas Baxter lives because of you.
Paris was spared an outbreak of
smallpox because of you. Louise de
Rohan will have the child of Prince
Charles Stuart because of you.

CLAIRE
(getting it)
You want to fight for Prince
Charles.

JAMIE
For my family and for Scotland. I
canna see any other way. Can you?

Anne Kenney

This was a VERY late addition to the script. We felt like we needed a breather between when Jamie gets the letter that basically announces him as a traitor to the crown, and when he and Claire decide their only recourse now is to fight and try to WIN the Jacobite uprising. We wanted to see Claire and Jamie processing this, and acknowledging why, having already tried to change the future and failed, they would try AGAIN. Because they really have no alternative.

Claire’s shoulders slump. She leans into Jamie, who puts his
arms around her.

CLAIRE
Not one we could live with.

(beat)
They say the definition of insanity
is doing the same thing over and
over, hoping for a different
outcome.

JAMIE
I dinna know who “they’ are,
Sassenach, but I’ll wager they
never travelled through time.

Claire smiles. They stand together, staring at the tranquil
landscape around them, apprehensive but resolved.

A1EXT. LALLYBROCH - DAYA1

Several TENANTS arrive, including ROSS and KINCAID, with
various WEAPONS/FARM IMPLEMENTS that can be used as weapons.
A PONY pulls a CART with weapons and some SUPPLIES loaded on
it. Preparations for heading to war...

1INT. LALLYBROCH - DINING ROOM - EVENING1

CLOSE ON A SCYTHE BEING WAVED AROUND. A MAN’S HAND GRABS THE
SCYTHE AND WE PULL BACK TO SEE:

Kincaid takes the scythe from RABBIE MCNAB, who’s playfully
jabbing it at FERGUS. JAMIE, MURTAGH and IAN are in the
room. Murtagh and Jamie inspect a pile of various
rudimentary WEAPONS: BROADSWORDS, a few OLD MUSKETS, etc. --
many hidden away since the last uprising in 1715. Ian pores
over a ledger.

KINCAID
(re: Scythe)

My grandsire said he slaughtered
five of the British bastards with
this one in the ‘15.

JAMIE
Then it will be primed for the
battle.

ROSS
As are we, M’laird.

Jamie claps him on the shoulder in thanks as they leave.

IAN
With Daniel Wallace and Duncan
MacLennan, ye should have thirty
able-bodied men from Lallybroch.

CLAIRE and JENNY enter, carrying SUPPLIES.

JAMIE
(to Murtagh)

I’ll need ye to bring the
Lallybroch men to Kingussie.
Claire and I’ll meet ye there in
two weeks’ time. Then we’ll go
together to join The Prince at
Crieff.

MURTAGH
As ye say.

CLAIRE
And where will we be during those
two weeks?

Jamie assiduously avoids looking at Jenny.

JAMIE
Prince Charles has dispatched me to
enlist men and support from my
kinsman, Lord Simon Fraser of
Lovat.

That surprises Murtagh and Ian, and stops Jenny cold.

JENNY
Ye’re going to see Lord Lovat? Ask
him to do ye a favor?

JAMIE
Ask him to help preserve his
country and restore the rightful
King to the throne. He does have a
history of supporting the
Jacobites, ye ken.

JENNY
Oh, aye, and the British and anyone
else who might help line his
pockets and claim the title Chief
of Clan Fraser of Lovat.

As the siblings begin to spar, Murtagh and Ian exchange a
look and stay out of the fray. Claire tries to follow what’s
going on.

JAMIE
A position he was entitled to, and
has held now for more than twenty
years.

JENNY
Ye’re defending the old buzzard
now? Father must be birling in his
grave!

Anne Kenney

This is one of those scenes where the challenge is to get out a lot of exposition in as dramatic a way as possible. Thankfully, we have that wonderful spiky relationship between Jamie and Jenny to use to accomplish this!

MURTAGH
Perhaps I should go round up the
rest of these men...

IAN
Most of them will be in from the
fields by now. I’ll go with ye.

The two men hurry off, glad to get away from this brewing
Fraser storm. Claire remains.

CLAIRE
Who is Lord Lovat?

JAMIE/JENNY
Our grandsire.

This is not what Claire expected to hear.

JENNY
Whom we’ve laid eyes on but once in
our lives, when he came to visit
just after our mother died. Father
threw him out before he could cross
the threshold.

CLAIRE
I take it there’s a story there...

Jenny looks pointedly at Jamie -- is he going to tell her, or
should she?

JAMIE
(tight)
Lord Lovat tried to have my mother
kidnapped and taken to the Monach
Isles in order to prevent my father
from marrying her.

(by way of explanation)
There was some bad blood between
Lord Lovat and the MacKenzies.

Jenny snorts at the understatement.

CLAIRE
A situation I assume Prince Charles
is unaware of...?

JENNY
(to Jamie)

‘Tis not only degrading for ye to
crawl to that man and ask him for
help, ‘tis a fool’s errand. The
Old Fox does nothing that’s not in
his best interests, and never
without a price.

JAMIE
(pissed)
What would be foolish, Janet, would
be to let pride stand in the way of
doing whatever I can to save
Lallybroch and Scotland and
everything we hold dear.

(to Claire)
We leave for Beaufort Castle first
thing tomorrow.

He strides out, leaving Claire and Jenny to look after him.

2INT. LALLYBROCH - JAMIE & CLAIRE’S ROOM - LATER2

Claire enters quietly to find Jamie, still pissed, pulling
off his clothes in preparation for bed. He struggles with
his cuffs and Claire comes to him, taking his arm, helping.

CLAIRE
(carefully)
Why is it so important that we get
men and aid from Lord Lovat?
Surely there are other clans and
lairds with no messy family
relations.

JAMIE
Winning the war is our last chance
to save the Highland clans. The
Prince has dispatched me to get men
and aid from my grandfather. I
must have The Prince’s confidence
if I am to influence how he
proceeds with the rebellion.

CLAIRE
(getting it)
And you believe it would shake his
faith in you if you fail to deliver
on his first order.

JAMIE
I know it will.

CLAIRE
I wish I had paid more attention to
Frank when he talked about the
decisions that led to Culloden...

A long beat, then he looks at her, very troubled, needing
reassurance.

JAMIE
Are we fools, Claire? After all we
did in Paris, without success, to
believe we can change the future
now?

CLAIRE
What’s the alternative? If we run,
if we don’t try, we know what the
British will do. We know what will
happen to Jenny and Ian and their
children. To all of the clans.
They’ll be driven out, or killed.

JAMIE
I know that. But do ye think we
can actually change it, if we join
Prince Charles and try to win?

CLAIRE
Yes. I believe that between now
and April sixteenth, anything can
happen.

Her certainty is a comfort to him.

JAMIE
Then we go to Beaufort Castle.

She looks at him.

CLAIRE
There’s something else. What is
it?

A long beat, then --

JAMIE
I havena been completely honest
with ye about my family, Sassenach.

CLAIRE
What do you mean?

JAMIE
My father... was a bastard.
Acknowledged by his father, Lord
Lovat, but a bastard nonetheless.

CLAIRE
And... who is your grandmother?

JAMIE
Lord Lovat’s kitchen maid. She
raised my father at Beaufort
Castle. I’m sorry Claire. I
should’ve told ye before we wed.
It was cowardly of me.

She smiles, puts her arms around him.

CLAIRE
Jamie, you must know your father’s
parentage makes no difference to
me.

JAMIE
Well, it should.

She kisses him.

CLAIRE
Well, it doesn’t.

She lifts his shirt over his head, rests her hands on his
chest. Then she turns her back to him.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
Now, help me with these laces, and
then come to bed.

As he does as she asks...

3INT. LALLYBROCH - JAMIE & CLAIRE’S ROOM - NIGHT3

Claire sleeps. A BABY’S FUSSING, then SOFT VOICES (Jamie and
Jenny), pull her into consciousness. She rolls over to find
the other side of the bed empty, sheets rumpled, covers
thrown back. She waits, hearing a DOOR CLOSE, then FOOTSTEPS
on the stairs. Then quiet. After a moment longer, she gets
out of bed, finds her robe. As she moves toward the door --

A4INT. LALLYBROCH - PARLOR - NIGHTA4

CLOSE ON Jamie, barefoot and wearing only his nightshirt,
sits on the couch near the fireplace, feet on the hassock,
his legs raised, forming a backrest for BABY KATHERINE. She
looks at her uncle with dark, attentive eyes. He gently
strokes her cheek with his fingertip and speaks to
her in
Gaelic. His voice is low and thick with emotion.

Anne Kenney

Jamie talking to baby Katherine was always a favorite moment from the book. I trimmed it down to its essence—it’s longer in the book—and was very pleased with the results.

JAMIE
(in Gaelic)

... have a role to play. Yer
role, wee lass, is to grow
strong and happy. Ne’er
forget...

JAMIE
(in Gaelic)

... tha obair agad. ‘s e an
obair sin, a chaileag, gum
fàs u làidir agas sona. Na
dìochuimhnich...

As he continues UNDER, WE FIND --

4INT. LALLYBROCH - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS4

Claire at the bannister, looking over. The sight of Jamie
and Baby Katherine squeezes her heart and makes her pause.

JENNY (O.C.)
The bairn couldna sleep --

Startled, Claire turns to find Jenny standing next to her.
Jenny speaks softly, so not to intrude on Jamie and the baby.

JENNY (cont’d)
-- and neither could Jamie. He
thought perhaps they could keep
each other company for a bit, while
Ian and I slept.

(beat)
And he wanted to get back on my
good side.

CLAIRE
Did it work?

Jenny looks down at Jamie and the baby and suppresses an
affectionate smile.

JENNY
It’s a start.

JAMIE
(in Gaelic)

... yer family is all around
ye, all the time, even when
ye canna see us. Yer
grandsire and grandmother,
Uncle Willie, me, Aunt
Claire. We’re in the wood
and the stone, and the sounds
and smells of this place...

JAMIE
(in Gaelic

... gu bheil do theaghlach
timcheall ort, fad na tìde,
fiù ‘s nach bith sinn ri
fhaicinn. Do sheanar ‘s do
sheanmhair, mo bhràthair
Uilleam, mi fhéin, Sorcha.
Tha sinn san fhiodh, sa
chloich agas ann an gach
fuaim ‘s fàileadh an àite
seo...
)

JENNY
You can talk to a wee one in a way
you canna anyone else. You can
pour out your heart to them wi’out
choosing your words, or keeping
anything back at all -- and that’s
a comfort to the soul.

(beat)
It’s the way we talk to them before
they’re born. You’ll know?

Claire places her hands gently over her belly, remembering.

CLAIRE
Yes, I know.

JENNY
A man must wait until the child is
born. Then they hold their bairn,
and feel all the things that might
be, and all the things that might
never be. And weep not knowing
which ones will come to pass.

5OMITTED 5

6EXT. LALLYBROCH - DAY6

Jamie and Claire prepare to leave. Their horses are saddled
and loaded. MRS. CROOK scoots from the house with a last
bundle of food to put in one of the packs on the horses,
passing Murtagh, who stands on the steps, keeping his
distance from the emotional farewells between Ian, Jenny,
Jamie and Claire. WE LAND ON Claire and Ian as they share an
embrace.

CLAIRE
Take care of your Fraser.

IAN
Aye, and you yours.

ANGLE ON JAMIE AND JENNY

Jenny loops a BEECHWOOD ROSARY around Jamie’s neck.

JENNY
Take this. It brought Ian back to
me from France.

Jamie is moved. He tries to lighten the mood.

JAMIE
(playful, re: rosary)

Ye gave Ian a token when we went to
France, and no’ me? And him not
even yer betrothed at the time...

JENNY
(poking back)
Dinna make me regret giving it to
ye now.

Then her eyes fill with tears and she throws her arms around
her brother.

JENNY (cont’d)
If ye dinna come back, brother, I
will ne’er forgive ye.

JAMIE
Never is a verra long time.

Jenny looks at him as though she will never see him again.

JENNY
I know.

She dashes the tears from her cheeks.

MURTAGH (O.C.)
And jes where do ye think ye’re
going?

They all look to see FERGUS, riding a mule, his worldly
possessions rolled in a blanket strapped to his back.

FERGUS
(obviously)
With Milord.

IAN
Ye’re too young to fight, laddie.
Ye’ll bide here with us.

JENNY
Ye can help Rabbie in the stables
until Milord returns.

Fergus looks stricken. He turns to Jamie and Claire.

FERGUS
But I belong with you. Is that not
what you told me, Milady? That I
would always have a home with you?

CLAIRE
Yes, of course, but sometimes --

JAMIE
He’s right. His place is no’ here
without us, nor in France on his
own.

Claire throws him a distressed look.

JAMIE (cont’d)
(to Murtagh)

Will ye bring the lad with ye when
ye come with the men?

MURTAGH
Aye. If I havena killed him first.

Jamie moves to Fergus, brushing past Claire as he goes.

JAMIE
(quietly to Claire)

Dinna fash, Claire, we’ll keep him
well away from the battle.

Now Jamie bends down to Fergus.

JAMIE (cont’d)
(re: Murtagh)

The outcome is in yer hands,
laddie. A good soldier must learn
to obey his commanding officer, as
well as his general.

Fergus nods, then Jamie swings into his saddle. Claire gives
Jenny a last hug.

JENNY
Take care of each other. And watch
out for my grandsire.

CLAIRE
I shall do both. Goodbye, Jenny.

As they ride out, Claire looks back, wanting to commit to
memory the place as yet untouched by war.

7EXT. HIGHLANDS - DAY7

As Claire and Jamie ride toward Beaufort Castle...

CLAIRE (V.O.)
During our ride to Beaufort Castle,
Jamie filled me in on what he knew
of his grandfather. Over the last
fifty years, Lord Simon Fraser of
Lovat had been alternately loyal to
both the exiled King James and the
monarchs sitting on the British
throne. His personal life was
equally infamous -- Aside from
numerous extramarital dalliances,
Lord Lovat had had three wives, the
first acquired through rape, and
the last by trickery.

8OMITTED 8

9EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - DAY9

An imposing structure, on the order of Castle Leoch, though a
bit smaller. Wide-mouth gun-holes gape at intervals along
the base of the outer walls, and the keep boasts a stable
opening onto the courtyard. Two SENTRIES, armed with axes,
stand at either side of the open gate. They throw curious
glances at Claire and Jamie as they approach, but don’t move
to stop them. Jamie nods slightly to one, who nods back.

10INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - GREAT ROOM - DAY10

A SERVANT shows Claire and Jamie into the large, shadowy,
worn-but-still-elegant (by Highland standards) room.

SERVANT
Lord Lovat will be with you
shortly.

And he exits. Claire fusses with her unruly hair, which has
bits of twigs and leaves caught in it. Jamie paces, uneasy.

CLAIRE
I wish we’d had a chance to freshen
up a bit before meeting your
grandfather.

JAMIE
Ye look bonny, Sassenach. Except
ye do have a few teasel heads in
yer hair...

As he reaches over to help her remove them --

MAN (O.C.)
Leave them. They suit her.

Claire and Jamie look up, startled as the speaker moves out
of the shadows near the window. It’s COLUM MACKENZIE! And
the wholly unexpected sight of him in this place knocks
Claire and Jamie back on their heels.

JAMIE
Colum.

COLUM
I saw ye enter the courtyard from
the window.

JAMIE
What’re ye doin’ here?

COLUM
I arrived just this morning myself.
I’m here to discuss a response to
the rebellion with Lord Lovat, as I
assume you are. War makes for
strange bed fellows.

He’s reached Claire and takes her hand, which she allows,
still dumbfounded.

COLUM (cont’d)
I’m pleased to see ye’re well.

Finally over her surprise, Claire extricates her hand.

CLAIRE
I hope you’ll excuse me if I find
that difficult to believe.

He looks at her, puzzled.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
The witch trial?

COLUM
You seem to be implying I had
something to do with yer
involvement in that. It is my
impression you were simply in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

Claire tries to hold her temper in check, knowing Colum is
not one to be trifled with, but it’s not easy.

CLAIRE
Indeed, I was. Thanks to a message
sent by Laoghaire, your kitchen
maid, who somehow knew just when
and where the arrest was happening.

Anne Kenney

This is where we started deviating from the book to a certain extent. We knew we wanted to bring back Laoghaire at some point in Season 2, because in Season 3, there’s a storyline (I’m trying to avoid spoilers here!) that would be more believable if we could redeem her a bit. But what would Laoghaire be doing at Lord Lovat’s castle? Maybe Colum could bring her… This solution also allowed us to bring back Colum, a character we love, and tee him up for other stories coming down the line. Bringing Colum in also gave us a great foil for Jamie as he tries to convince Lord Lovat to send men to fight with him in the rebellion.

A dark cloud of anger crosses Colum’s features.

COLUM
A gross overstepping of her place,
for which I had her beaten. I
would have thrown her out of Leoch,
but her grandmother, Mrs. Fitz,
persuaded me she would keep the
girl in check. Now I see no need
to labor this subject further.

Claire throws Jamie a look, but he’s focused on Colum, trying
to figure out his game.

JAMIE
Is Dougal with ye?

Another dark cloud crosses Colum’s features, this one tinged
with disappointment.

COLUM
No. It became clear it was best
for the clan for my brother to
remain at his own estate. Best for
him, too.

Jamie studies Colum, trying to figure out what he’s up to.
Claire, as is her way, goes straight at it.

CLAIRE
But surely it will be Dougal
leading Clan MacKenzie in fighting
for King James?

COLUM
I’d forgotten what a curious mind
ye have, lass.

The door opens as Claire speaks, and a large man in his 70s,
in an open shirt and marginally-clean breeks, enters. This
is Jamie’s grandfather, LORD LOVAT.

LORD LOVAT
So the rumors are true: The
grandson of Lord Simon Fraser of
Lovat has bound himself to a
Sassenach.

When he speaks, he exposes stained, neglected teeth.

CLAIRE
(aside to Jamie)

Why must all of your relatives be
such bloody Scots?

She composes her face into a smile as he approaches, giving
them both a bald once-over.

LORD LOVAT
But I suppose ye are yer father’s
son, after all. Foolish to expect
the boy to have more sense choosing
a wife than did the bastard who
made him.

Colum says nothing -- he never approved of the marriage
between Ellen and Brian, either.

Making the calculation that this man will respond more
favorably to strength than deference, Jamie smiles at Lord
Lovat, and responds in kind.

JAMIE
(congenial)
At least I had no need to take a
wife by rape or trickery.

The calculation pays off: Lord Lovat stares at his grandson
for a moment, then emits a sharp BARK of laughter.

LORD LOVAT
No’ as serious as yer father.
That’s good. Good.

He puts his arm around Jamie, who stiffens slightly, then
moves him toward Colum, leaving Claire the odd man out.

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
Enough wasted breath on women.

(to Claire, dismissive)
Leave us.

(to Colum and Jamie)
It’s time to talk politics with my
grandson and my rival.

Claire is momentarily affronted by his dismissal, but after
exchanging a look with Jamie, decides to keep her mouth shut.
She exits with as much dignity as she can muster.

11EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - WALKWAY - NIGHT11

Claire, her cloak wrapped tight around her, has stepped out
for some air while waiting for Jamie to return. She stands
at the railing, looking out at the courtyard, lost in
thought.

LAOGHAIRE (O.C.)
Mistress Fraser!

Claire turns at the sound of the voice, and is shocked to see
LAOGHAIRE approaching her.

LAOGHAIRE (cont’d)
I’ve been looking for ye since I
heard you were here.

Claire takes a step back, as if she’s seeing an apparition.

CLAIRE
Laoghaire --

LAOGHAIRE
Did his Lairdship not tell ye I was
with him?

CLAIRE
No.

LAOGHAIRE
My grandmother sent me along to
wash his laundry and help out where
I’m needed. I wanted to find you,
though, because --

She drops to her knees in front of Claire.

LAOGHAIRE (cont’d)
I need to tell you that I am
changed, and I am sorry beyond
measure for the horrible wrong I
did ye. My grandmother has made me
see I canna be right with God until
I make amends for the pain my evil
actions have caused. I believe it
is God brought us together here so
I could do so.

CLAIRE
God.

Anne Kenney

Yep. Laoghaire is BACK! In this scene, we see a seemingly reformed Laoghaire, who wants forgiveness from Claire. It’s something Claire is not prepared to give her, although the encounter is ultimately cathartic and liberating for Claire, because she realizes that after all she’s been through, she no longer hates Laoghaire. That this is a grudge she can let go of.

She shakes her head and circles Laoghaire.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
How often I’ve thought about this
moment. Imagined what I would do
if I ever saw you again.

Laoghaire puts her head down, ready for the blow.

LAOGHAIRE
Ye can do with me as ye wish,
Mistress. It’s nothing more than I
deserve.

CLAIRE
I fantasized all manner of violent
acts I would subject you to. All
of them ending with lighting the
pyre beneath your feet and dancing
on your ashes as you promised to
dance on mine.

Laoghaire closes her eyes, preparing for the blow. Claire
hesitates, realizing --

CLAIRE (cont’d)
Crainesmuir is... a lifetime ago.

She crouches down in front of the girl, so they are on eye
level now. She’s discovering her feelings herself, even as
she shares them with Laoghaire.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
I don’t hate you. I feel sorry for
you. What dark places you’ve
inhabited in hopes of getting
something you will never have.

(standing again)

As for getting right with God,
you’ll have to find some other way.
I can’t help you.

And she brushes past Laoghaire, leaving her on her knees,
frustrated and distressed.

12OMITTED 12

13INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - CLAIRE & JAMIE’S ROOM - NIGHT13

Jamie cleans up for dinner. Claire has just told him about
her encounter with Laoghaire. She’s in good spirits. Jamie
listens, but is distracted.

CLAIRE
Maybe God did bring us together. I
feel... lighter.

JAMIE
You’re a better man than I
Sassenach. I wouldna give that
brazen besom the time of day.

CLAIRE
Perhaps.

(lets it go for now)
Will I be joining you at dinner
tonight?

JAMIE
Oh, Aye. My grandsire is no’
opposed to a bit of decoration at
the table, as long as those
decorations dinna speak.

Claire looks at him, affronted, saying nothing in the moment.
He smiles.

JAMIE (cont’d)
(re: her silence)

Aye. Like that. Come along now.

And he exits, leaving her to follow him.

14INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT14

FIFTEEN FRASER TACKSMEN [SLIGHTLY HIGHER CLASS THAN A
TENANT], Lord Lovat’s nineteen-year-old son, YOUNG SIMON,
Claire [the only woman at the table], Jamie, Colum and Lord
Lovat sit at a large table laden with the remnants of FOOD
AND DRINK. TWO MACKENZIE ATTENDANTS stand a few paces behind
Colum. Any resemblance between Young Simon and his father
stops at the surface. Lord Lovat is all gnarled bluster and
threat. Young Simon is soft, uncomfortable. Reserved to the
point of timidity.

Laoghaire helps serve the dinner, paying particular attention
to Colum. Laoghaire avoids looking at Claire, but her eyes
keep drifting toward Jamie, not quite as changed as she
assured Claire she was. He ignores her completely, but
Claire clocks it all. She also registers how Young Simon
watches Laoghaire with obvious interest.

Anne Kenney

We had lots of things to set up in this scene! Jamie and Colum want opposite things from Lord Lovat, and how they’re going to go about getting what they want. We needed to set up Young Simon’s relationship with his father, and also that he is infatuated with Laoghaire. And we needed Claire to clock it all! This is one of those scenes that in many ways is much easier to write than to shoot—so many things have to be happening at the same time. I just had to describe it—production had to realize that description!

Jamie is in the MIDST OF ADDRESSING THE ASSEMBLED GROUP.
Colum listens intently. Lord Lovat listens, but is
distracted by his son’s attention to Laoghaire.

JAMIE
... Every man in this room knows
that to most British, all
Highlanders, no matter their
allegiance, are the same -- savage
dogs better put down than let live.
And after three uprisings, they
will be motivated to put us down
for good. To save our clans, our
country, our way of life, we must
band together behind our true King,
King James, fight and win.

The men around the table are inspired by Jamie’s speech, but
reluctant to be too enthusiastic until Lord Lovat indicates
how he feels. But Lord Lovat is distracted, his attention
is fixed on his son, whose attention is fixed on Laoghaire.

COLUM
We are lucky to have such a close
confidante of his son, The Prince,
among us. Isn’t that so, Lovat?
Someone to give us an inside view
of this holy rebellion.

The mention of his name pulls Lovat’s attention for a moment.

LORD LOVAT
Aye, though I dinna know how holy
it is.

COLUM
Can ye tell us, nephew, how much
support the French have agreed to
give?

His tone is innocent, but it’s a loaded question and he knows
it. Jamie tries to put a positive spin on this...

JAMIE
They’ve already supported us by
tying down the British Army in
Flanders, depleting the forces they
have here at home. The Prince is
certain they will want to press
their advantage by sending men and
artillery to support the Jacobites.

COLUM
(concerned)
So they’ve not yet committed to
Prince Charles.

LORD LOVAT
Always an unreliable ally, the
French.

MURMURS of concern move around the table. Jamie tries to
reassure them --

JAMIE
We will welcome the French support
when it comes, but we dinna need
it. The Jacobite army is already
nearly 1000 men strong at Crieff.
A thousand Highlanders! Think of
it! MacDonalds and Camerons and
Stewarts and Grants -- with more
joining everyday. While the
majority of the British troops are
still on the continent, licking
their wounds.

This gets a positive response from the TACKSMEN -- even Lord
Lovat is nodding, much to Colum’s displeasure, and Laoghaire
is rapt, watching Jamie. Young Simon clocks this and
impulsively stands up, full of rebel spirit.

YOUNG SIMON
I have heard the British have
offered thirty-thousand pounds for
the capture of Prince Charles!

The room goes quiet and everyone looks at him, including Lord
Lovat, who turns to his son, his expression dark.

LORD LOVAT
Meaning what?

YOUNG SIMON
(flustered)
Meaning... the British see Prince
Charles as... a real threat.

JAMIE
Will ye stand with us then, cousin?

LORD LOVAT
(leaning in)
Or, maybe the British know -- as
the rest of us do -- how many
cullions there are among the
Campbells and the Camerons. Men
who’d sell their own grandmothers
for half that amount.

Simon is caught between Jamie and his father.

YOUNG SIMON
Well, I...

Laoghaire looks down, embarrassed for him, which only makes
him more flustered.

LORD LOVAT
For thirty thousand pounds, the
British could end this rebellion
before it even gets started. A
fair sight less than it would cost
them to wage a war.

Colum nods in agreement.

YOUNG SIMON
I... hadn’t considered that...

SNIGGERS and THROAT CLEARING around the table. Claire and
Jamie exchange a look.

LORD LOVAT
(disgusted)
Then sit down, ye mealy-mouthed wee
smout! And dinna speak again until
ye have “considered” what ye’re
about to say.

Humiliated, Young Simon sits. Laoghaire passes behind Lord
Lovat. Quick as a snake, Lovat’s hand darts out and grabs
Laoghaire by the wrist, pulling her close to him. He looks
at his son, challenging, as he speaks to her.

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
Bring us more wine, my lovely. And
a glass of milk for my boy.

(to Jamie and the group,
annoyed)

Enough war talk for tonight!

He lets his hand slip to Laoghaire’s ass and gives it a pat.
Young Simon, his face even redder, quickly looks away. As he
sinks into his chair, angry and frustrated --

A15EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - NIGHTA15

Claire and Jamie cross the courtyard, post dinner, heading
for the stairs to their room. There aren’t many people
around, but they keep their voices low nonetheless.

CLAIRE
It was my distinct impression that
Colum was trying to use you to
convince Lord Lovat to stay out of
the rebellion.

JAMIE
Aye. If both the MacKenzies of
Leoch and the Frasers of Lovat stay
out, the smaller clans might follow
and the rebellion will collapse.

CLAIRE
Why doesn’t Colum just speak to him
directly?

JAMIE
Because my grandsire doesna trust
my uncle. Using me is a much more
effective strategy.

(beat)
I need to talk to Lord Lovat on my
own, without Colum leading me down
the garden path to make his
arguments for him.

They have arrived at the door to their room, and enter.

15INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - CLAIRE & JAMIE’S ROOM - CONTINUOUS15

Claire and Jamie enter, stripping off the most uncomfortable
bits of clothing -- shoes, neck cloth, etc... and drop into
chairs.

JAMIE
It’s too bad Young Simon is such a
spineless craitur. I believe he
could influence his father’s
decision if he took a strong stand
for our side.

CLAIRE
(surprised)
The man has nothing but contempt
for that poor boy.

JAMIE
He’s just trying to toughen him up.
Make him a viable successor to lead
Clan Fraser of Lovat. Ye must have
a thick hide and a strong stomach
for conflict to be clan chief.

CLAIRE
Public shaming as life lesson.
Perhaps Lord Lovat should write a
book on how to be an excellent
father.

JAMIE
(shrugging)
My father used it to good effect.
It was a verra humbling experience
to have to bend over the gate and
get my arse skelped when I did
something wrong. My father
explained to me later that this way
the tenants would know I understood
justice -- at least from the
receiving end.

CLAIRE
And just what do you think Young
Simon took away from tonight’s
little display?

Jamie shakes his head, conceding it’s not quite the same.

JAMIE
That maybe he doesna want to be the
next Lord Lovat...

Jamie’s mind turns back to the puzzle at hand.

JAMIE (cont’d)
My grandsire had the perfect
opportunity to say no to us
tonight, and he didna. Perhaps
Jenny’s right. He wants something
in exchange.

16INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - CORRIDOR - DAY16

Claire, dressed to go outside and carrying her empty BASKET,
moves down the corridor, passing the closed doors to the
great room, when one is JERKED open and Lord Lovat, enraged,
SHOVES a frail old woman, MAISRI, into the corridor. Maisri
wears a loose robe and her hair, black with streaks of gray,
is loose around her shoulders. There is an otherworldly
quality about her. She falls to the floor with a GROAN.
Lovat does not see Claire.

LORD LOVAT
(to Maisri)

Ye’re keeping something from me, ye
auld hag, and I’ll no’ have it!

He goes back into the great room and SLAMS the door. Claire
moves to Maisri, who is slowly picking herself up.

CLAIRE
Let me help you.

Maisri looks up at Claire, her eyes filled with fear and
foreboding. It makes Claire want to take a step back.
Instead, she extends her hand. Maisri takes it, her bony
fingers wrapping around Claire’s arm.

MAISRI
Thank ye, Mistress.

CLAIRE
I’m Claire. The wife of Lord
Lovat’s grandson.

MAISRI
Maisri. Lord Lovat’s Seer.

Then, with a last look at the great room door, she hurries
silently down the corridor, Claire watching her go.

17INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - LOVAT’S STUDY - DAY17

A smaller room, more cave-like. Lovat’s private space.
Jamie watches as Lord Lovat stalks around the room, still
agitated by his interaction with Maisri.

LORD LOVAT
The auld hag believes keeping
secrets will assure her place here.
It’ll assure her head on a pike,
that’s what it’ll do.

Jamie waits, patient, for the old man to reveal himself.
Lord Lovat considers him, then --

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
I’ll wager yer father painted a
black portrait of my character.

JAMIE
He said verra little about ye.

Lord Lovat considers this, then --

LORD LOVAT
He chose that MacKenzie whore --

JAMIE
-- I’ll ask ye to keep a civil
tongue when ye speak of my mother --

LORD LOVAT
(ignoring him)
-- over me, his father. Twice.
First when I told him not to marry
her --

JAMIE
-- And yer kidnapping attempt
failed --

Lord Lovat brushes his hand through the air, dismissing this
as unimportant.

LORD LOVAT
The second time, she was dead and
buried. I was willing to forgive
him. Make him my successor,
despite the fact that he was a
bastard... And he chose her memory,
and that place --

JAMIE
-- Lallybroch --

LORD LOVAT
-- over me.

This wound is not healed, his bitterness palpable. He turns
to Jamie, his eyes narrowing, switching gears to keep his
opponent off balance.

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
Is it true?

JAMIE
What?

LORD LOVAT
That ye’ve no’ pledged yer fealty
to Colum MacKenzie.

JAMIE
(getting it)
That’s what ye’re after, is it? My
fealty to you, in exchange for
sending aid to Prince Charles?

LORD LOVAT
To be honest, I’m more interested
in what goes with it.

Jamie, momentarily confused, then --

JAMIE
And what need have ye of
Lallybroch? The tenants’ rents
would barely be noticed in a place
such as this.

LORD LOVAT
What I do with that damnable place
would no’ be your concern.

(beat, hard)
I am yer grandsire, and head of yer
clan after all. I demand my
rightful due.

JAMIE
If I wouldna pledge my oath to
Colum, who I know to be kin, what
kind of fool would I be to pledge
it to some auld twister who may or
may not share my blood.

Lord Lovat’s face clouds over with outrage.

JAMIE (cont’d)
You made free with yer housemaids.
Perhaps others did too...

Now Lovat’s mouth falls open and he SHOUTS WITH LAUGHTER. He
laughs so hard, he begins to WHEEZE and COUGH.

LORD LOVAT
Oh, Christ, laddie.

Lord Lovat pulls the stopper out of a BOTTLE OF WHISKY and
drinks directly from the bottle. Finally catching his
breath --

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
Implying yer grandmother’s a whore
to keep what you want? Oh, ye’re
my kin, all right. Would that my
own son had half yer mettle...

Jamie reddens with anger and shame but holds his ground.

JAMIE
I will give ye the same pledge I
gave Colum: My help and good will,
and my obedience to yer word, so
long as my feet rest on Lovat soil.

LORD LOVAT
Did ye no’ hear me? It’s yer
father’s precious estate I want.

He leans in, looking at Jamie with cold eyes glistening.

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
How about this: Lallybroch for your
wife’s honor.

Jamie shakes his head in disgust and disbelief.

JAMIE
Go ahead, and when she’s done wi’
ye, I’ll send in yer maid to sweep
up the pieces of ye that’re left.

LORD LOVAT
Not I, lad. Though I’ve taken my
pleasure with worse -- your
grandmother comes to mind -- but
there are many men at Beaufort
Castle who’d be of a mind to put
your Sassenach wench to the only
use she’s good for. Ye canna guard
her night and day.

Beat, then --

JAMIE
Oh, I think I needna worry,
Grandsire. For my wife’s a rare
woman. A wisewoman, ye ken. A
White Lady.

Lord Lovat’s eyes widen with alarm.

LORD LOVAT
The Sassenach?

JAMIE
Oh, aye. ‘Tis true. The man that
takes her in unholy embrace will
have his privates blasted like a
frostbitten apple, and his soul
will burn forever in hell.

He snatches the BOTTLE OF WHISKY off the table and tosses it
into the fire.

JAMIE (cont’d)
Like that.

As the FLAMES LEAP in response to the alcohol, he turns and
strides out.

Anne Kenney

This is one of my favorite scenes from the book—the confrontation between Jamie and Lord Lovat, and the way they are dissimilar and alike. In the book, Lord Lovat has a set of wooden teeth that he takes out and Jamie throws them in the fire at the end. Those teeth stayed in the script for a long time, but we finally had to find a substitute because it became clear the actor was not going to be intelligible if he was first talking with prosthetic teeth in his mouth, and then, later, talking as if he had NO TEETH! Throwing the whisky bottle into the fire became the punctuation to the scene instead of the teeth.

18OMITTED 18

19INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - CLAIRE & JAMIE’S ROOM - NIGHT19

Jamie paces, having just told Claire about his encounter with
Lord Lovat.

JAMIE
My grandsire has great respect for
the supernatural, if he has none
for anything else -- but ye should
still take care in the next few
days when ye are no’ with me.

CLAIRE
He didn’t seem frightened of that
poor woman he tossed into the
corridor.

JAMIE
Maisri’s but a Seer, not a
practitioner of the magical arts,
like my wife.

Claire rolls her eyes.

JAMIE (cont’d)
She knew something she wasna
telling him.

CLAIRE
Your grandfather really is a right
pig, isn’t he?

JAMIE
A right pig who may soon own my
ancestral home.

CLAIRE
Jamie, you can’t seriously be
considering giving him what he
wants.

JAMIE
I dinna see I have much choice,
Sassenach. The Prince will hardly
put much stock in my opinions about
war and managing men if I wasna
even able to persuade my own
grandsire to support our cause.

Jamie paces, running his hands through his hair.

CLAIRE
What about Young Simon? What if we
could get him to stand up to his
father? Declare his support for
the rebellion?

JAMIE
Then my grandsire might send his
men -- if only to protect his heir.
But after that scene in the dining
room last night?

(shaking his head)
It would take more than the day or
two we have to give that boy the
confidence to truly defy his
father.

CLAIRE
(an idea forming)
Perhaps it depends on what you use
to boost his confidence...

But Jamie is back on his own track, making his own plan. OFF
this --

20EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - COURTYARD LAUNDRY AREA - DAY20

Laoghaire is hanging out the laundry, her arms and heart
heavy. She picks up a man’s shirt, pins it up, then looks at
it and presses her face into it.

CLAIRE (O.C.)
Is that Jamie’s shirt?

Laoghaire snaps around, sees Claire standing nearby and takes
a step back.

LAOGHAIRE
I’ve done nothing to it.

CLAIRE
I didn’t mean to imply you had.

Tears of frustration and anger well up in Laoghaire’s eyes.

LAOGHAIRE
I have changed, ye ken. I have
repented and asked God’s
forgiveness, and it was working. I
thought He brought ye both here to
help me. But it was to test me!

(stricken)
In the great hall... Jamie didna
even see me. ‘Twas like I didna
exist...

(beat)
Leave me, please!

If ye willna avenge yerself, you
must go and leave me be!

She grabs another piece of laundry, jabbing the pins into it
to keep it on the clothes line. Claire is surprised by
Laoghaire’s distress, which is clearly genuine if misguided,
and she softens slightly.

CLAIRE
I think perhaps I could... find my
way clear to forgive you...

Laoghaire looks up, wary.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
But Jamie...

Laoghaire looks down again, eyes filling with tears of
frustration as she reaches for another wet garment.

LAOGHAIRE
(under her breath)
“Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord
is with thee. Blessed art thou --”

CLAIRE
(not unkind)
Jamie will never love you,
Laoghaire. But, there might be a
way to earn his forgiveness. To
make him think of you without
rancor.

Laoghaire stops praying and looks at Claire, suspicious.

Anne Kenney

While Jamie works his end of the plan—trying to persuade Lord Lovat and Colum—Claire has a plan of her own. Another little cat and mouse game plays out here, as Claire tries to get Laoghaire to use her particular set of skills to help them get the men and aid they need from Lord Lovat, and Laoghaire extracts a promise from Claire in return.

LAOGHAIRE
And why would ye want him to do
that?

CLAIRE
We need Lord Lovat to provide men
and weapons to fight for Prince
Charles. We believe he might do
this if Young Simon stands up to
him and takes Jamie’s side.

LAOGHAIRE
And what has that to do wi’ me?

CLAIRE
Young Simon is infatuated with you.
You could use that to help persuade
him.

LAOGHAIRE
Oh, no. I’ll no’ sink further into
the pit of depravity. I’ll no’
give up my maidenhead for you.

CLAIRE
(exasperated)
No one is suggesting you give up
anything, and it’s not for me, it’s
for Jamie. Not to mention Scotland
and the very existence of your
people.

Laoghaire looks at her, waiting.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
A woman does have more to offer a
man than her body, you know. When
a man is in love, he craves his
lover’s approval. He wishes to
please her. To be heroic in her
eyes.

A beat, then --

LAOGHAIRE
And... if I do whatever it is ye
have in mind, you will speak to
Jamie on my behalf?

CLAIRE
Yes.

As Laoghaire considers this and Claire waits --

21INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - GREAT ROOM - DAY21

A BOTTLE OF WHISKY and TWO GLASSES sit at the end of the
table near the fire. Jamie sits next to the table, but Colum
is on his feet. It is painful, but he’s too agitated to sit.

COLUM
What is this sickness that plagues
you and my brother? It’s far more
crippling than what afflicts me.

JAMIE
(frustrated)
I canna speak for Dougal, and I
canna explain how I know but, I do.
Ye must believe me.

The only chance of survival for us
is to fight and win, and we must
have men and weapons to do so.
Neutrality will be seen as a
treasonous lack of support by
whichever side wins!

COLUM
Ye “know”? Ye jest “know”? Ye
sound like a madman.

(beat)
History guides my course in this
matter. History, not wild beliefs
and wishful thinking. The other
two risings failed because there
was no outside support. That
support doesna exist now, either.
If we don’t send men to fight, the
rebellion will melt away like snow
off a dyke, and we will be left
alone, as we were in the past. If
the vengeful prize of Lallybroch
wasn’t dangling in front of his
eyes, Lord Lovat would see that,
too. He would agree to neutrality.

(beat, a final plea)
Ye were always headstrong, Jamie,
but never reckless with the lives
of others. For yer sake and the
sake of all ye hold dear, dinna
make this bargain with that man.
Will ye promise me that?

JAMIE
I promise ye, uncle, that I will do
what I must to save those things
you and I hold dear.

22EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - GARDENS - DAY22

Claire walks along with her arm firmly through that of Young
Simon. He’s flustered by such close proximity to a woman.

CLAIRE
It was so kind of you to volunteer
to show me the chapel, Master
Lovat.

YOUNG SIMON
I... believe it was your idea --

CLAIRE
The grounds are so peaceful. Will
you change much when you’re Laird?

YOUNG SIMON
(guilty)
I’ve not given it much thought. My
father is still a vigorous man...

(attempt at a joke)
Some have speculated he is
immortal...

(embarrassed)
And, as ye may have noticed, he
doesna have much... respect for me.

CLAIRE
(conspiratorial)
My husband tells me his father
sometimes exposed him to public
scorn to make him a better leader
of men. Apparently fathers often
do this because they want their
sons to fight back.

Young Simon reacts to this foreign notion. They have entered
a copse just outside a small chapel. Laoghaire collects
MUSHROOMS near a fallen log. She looks up, as if startled to
see them. Young Simon freezes, unprepared for this
encounter.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
Oh, Laoghaire, I hope we haven’t
disturbed you.

Laoghaire feigns surprise.

LAOGHAIRE
Oh, no, Milady. I was just
collecting some mushrooms for the
cook.

Claire pats Young Simon’s arm.

CLAIRE
I would like a few private moments
in the chapel. Do you mind waiting
here?

YOUNG SIMON
Oh... well... if Mistress Laoghaire
wouldn’t prefer her solitude...

Claire shoots Laoghaire a look that says “encourage him!”
Laoghaire smiles brightly.

LAOGHAIRE
Oh, no, I’d welcome the company.

Young Simon can hardly believe this is happening. Laoghaire
was a little less terrifying when she was more reserved. As
Claire moves off, willing herself not to look back, there’s a
long, awkward silence between Laoghaire and Young Simon. He
doesn’t know what to say.

LAOGHAIRE (cont’d)
It’s a beautiful/dreicht day.

YOUNG SIMON
Aye.

Another pause.

LAOGHAIRE
Do ye like mushrooms?

YOUNG SIMON
Not much, no.

Another pause, then, he makes a bold move.

YOUNG SIMON (cont’d)
I like poetry.

LAOGHAIRE
So do I.

Determining “the coast is clear,” Young Simon strikes a pose,
and begins to declaim from memory Allan Ramsay’s “Lochaber No
More” --

YOUNG SIMON
(reciting)
“Though Hurricanes rise, and rise
every wind,
They’ll ne’er make a tempest like
that in my mind;
Though loudest of thunder on louder
waves roar,
That’s naething like leaving my
love on the shore.”

Anne Kenney

In an early draft of the script, there were two scenes between Young Simon and Laoghaire—one where he speaks to her privately about how he feels about his father, and one where she actually tries to charm him, as Claire has asked her to do. In the earlier scene, he told her that one way he rebels against the rough-hewn Lord Lovat is by reading poetry (this particular act of subversion was suggested by Richard Kahan! Thanks for that, Richard)! Claire overheard this scene, which is part of the reason she approaches Laoghaire and asks her to help influence Young Simon. That scene went away for production reasons, but I loved the poetry-as-rebellion idea, and the actor did such a great job with it in his audition, I constructed this scene so we could hang on to that moment.

As he continues UNDER [see APPENDIX], Laoghaire holding a
smile on her face...

23INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - CHAPEL - DAY23

It’s dark inside, Claire sits on a bench at the back,
waiting, trying to determine how much time she should let
pass before rejoining Laoghaire and Young Simon. The side
door OPENS, admitting Maisri! Unaware of Claire, she goes to
the CANDLES and lights one from the FIREPOT at her waist.
Claire stands.

CLAIRE
Maisri?

The woman STARTS violently, then moves quickly for the door.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
Wait! Please. It’s me, Claire
Fraser.

Maisri stops.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
We met in the corridor.

Maisri looks at her, hesitating, considering. She rarely has
someone to talk to, and longs for the opportunity.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
It’s all right. I won’t hurt you.

A beat. Maisri’s desire for company outweighs her wariness.

MAISRI
Lord Lovat’s tenants dinna like
someone like me in the house o’
God.

CLAIRE
Why do you come here, then?

MAISRI
This is the only place where my
mind goes quiet. I dinna know why.

(beat)
They say you are a White Lady.

CLAIRE
Yes, they do say that.

MAISRI
What brings ye into a church, then?

CLAIRE
(smiles)
It’s cold outside.
(beat)

I’m glad to see you’re all right.
After Lord Lovat was so rough with
you the other day.

Maisri tries to calculate just how far she can trust Claire.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
It’s all right. We are fellow
practitioners, after all.

Maisri decides to further lower her guard.

MAISRI
His Lordship is not an easy master.
He asks what I see, and beats me
when I tell him things that
displease him.

CLAIRE
What you see... does it always come
to pass?

MAISRI
Mostly, aye. Although, sometimes,
an action can change things.

(beat)
When I still lived in the village,
I saw Lachlan Gibbons’ daughter’s
man wrapped in seaweed, and the
eels stirring beneath his shirt. I
told Lachlan what I’d seen, and he
went straightaway and stove a hole
in the boy’s boat.

She LAUGHS, remembering. A strange sound, coming from her.

MAISRI (cont’d)
Lord there was a stramash, a right
do! But when the great storm came
the next week, three men were
drowned, and that boy was safe at
home, still mending his boat. And
when I saw him next, his shirt hung
dry on him, and the seaweed was
gone from his hair.

Claire takes this in, the idea giving her hope.

CLAIRE
Can you tell me what you saw, just
before Lord Lovat threw you out?

Maisri hesitates.

CLAIRE (cont’d)
I promise you, I won’t tell him you
told me.

Anne Kenney

Another great moment from the book that we wanted to preserve. In our version, it will serve to help Claire come up with the charade she later plays on Lord Lovat. It also speaks directly to the whole notion of whether or not a person can change the future, something that’s certainly been worrying Claire since the beginning of this episode.

MAISRI
He was standing there before the
fire in his study, but it was
daylight. A man stood behind him,
still as a tree, his face covered
in black. And across his
lordship’s face, there fell the
shadow of an axe.

CLAIRE
If you told him, could he not
change his behavior? Perhaps
change the outcome?

MAISRI
Aye. Or he might just kill the
messenger.

LAOGHAIRE (O.C.)
(calling)

Milady! Mistress Claire! Where
are ye?

Claire turns to call out to Laoghaire.

CLAIRE
I’ll be right there.

When she turns back, Maisri has slipped out the side door.

24EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - CHAPEL - DAY24

Claire exits the chapel. Laoghaire waits a few yards from
the door. There’s no sign of Young Simon.

CLAIRE
Where’s Young Simon?

LAOGHAIRE
He ran off like a feart wee mouse.

CLAIRE
What did you do?

LAOGHAIRE
(defensive)
Everything ye said! I flattered
him, and then I told him how much I
admired a man who thought for
himself, who made decisions. Then
I gave him a keek down the front of
my dress --

CLAIRE
I told you it wasn’t about sex! No
wonder he ran off.

LAOGHAIRE
Well, other than reciting verse, he
wasna doing much to hold up his end
of the conversation.

Frustrated, Claire gives the girl a withering look and walks
away, leaving Laoghaire angry and distressed.

25EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - STABLES - NIGHT25

Claire finds Jamie grooming DONAS.

CLAIRE
I thought I might find you here.

JAMIE
More and more these days I think
I’d prefer to be a beast.

CLAIRE
Perhaps you’ll come back as one in
another life.

JAMIE
Catholics dinna believe in such
things, Sassenach.

CLAIRE
I didn’t believe in time travel,
but here I am...

(beat)
No luck with Colum, I take it.

JAMIE
No. And you with Young Simon?

Claire shakes her head.

CLAIRE
I foolishly relied on a third
party. It’s a long and pointless
story now.

(beat)
I did find out what Maisri wouldn’t
tell Lord Lovat, though.

JAMIE
(interested)
Oh Aye?

CLAIRE
Mmmm. She saw his death at the
hands of an executioner.

JAMIE
A traitor’s death. I dinna suppose
she told ye if the executioner was
in the employ of King George or
King James?

Good question.

CLAIRE
She didn’t say.

Jamie SIGHS, putting down the brush.

JAMIE
I promised Colum I’d do what I had
to to save the Highlanders. And so
I must.

CLAIRE
It’s too much, Jamie. Let’s just
go to Prince Charles with the men
from Lallybroch.

JAMIE
I canna go to Prince Charles a
failure. And it seems I canna get
the men from my grandsire without
giving him my lands. So unless
ye’re planning to declare yerself a
visitor from the future and
describe what you know will happen
if we dinna fight and win, I dinna
see I have much choice.

He kisses her on the head and exits. She watches him go,
thinking about what he’s just said, then follows.

26INT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT26

TIGHT ON A SMALL STACK OF LEGAL PAPERS on the table. The
DINNER DISHES have been pushed aside, the guests, servants
and Colum’s Attendants -- including Young Simon and Laoghaire
-- stand around the table like spectators at a high stakes
poker game.

Seated are Jamie, Colum and Lord Lovat. Claire stands off to
one side and just behind Jamie. She holds a GLASS OF WINE.

Lovat lays his hand on the legal documents.

LORD LOVAT
I have had my secretary draw up a
neutrality pact between the Frasers
of Lovat, and the MacKenzies of
Leoch.

Colum sits back, relieved. Jamie glances at Claire,
confused. Then Lovat, eyes glittering with malice and
challenge, SLIDES the document to one side, exposing ANOTHER
LEGAL DOCUMENT.

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
(to Jamie)

I have also had him prepare a Deed
of Sasine for the Lallybroch
estate, assigning the property to
me. Sign it, and ye’ll have yer
men for King James. Don’t sign it,
and I agree to neutrality with
MacKenzie here.

He sits back, enjoying this.

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
Which will it be?

Seeing his advantage slip away, Colum takes a shot he thinks
will provoke Lovat.

COLUM
Ye’ll let this boy -- not even yer
recognized heir -- decide the fate
of Clan Lovat?

Lovat turns his gaze on Colum.

LORD LOVAT
I have made this decision. The boy
is but an obstacle standing in my
way...

(to Jamie)
What will it be, obstacle?

COLUM
Dinna be a fool, Jamie!

A beat, then Jamie, feeling trapped, reaches for the pen.

JAMIE
I do this to ensure the future
security of my family and my
people.

He’s nearly put pen to paper when -- a GLASS CRASHES onto the
ground behind him. Startled, the men look around and SEE
Claire, her wine glass having slipped from her fingers,
STARING UNSEEING at LORD LOVAT, her EYES WIDE, her LIPS
PARTED.

LORD LOVAT
What’re ye staring at?

JAMIE
(concerned)

Claire...?

She pulls her eyes away from Lovat with great effort.

CLAIRE
(distressed to Jamie)

Another vision...

The penny drops for Jamie -- it’s a scam -- MURMURS run
around the table as Claire’s eyes are pulled back to Lovat.
They grow wider with alarm. She is seeing something no one
else can see. Jamie gets to his feet.

Anne Kenney

This is another scene that was tough to write—so many moving parts—but tougher to shoot (same reason). I liked that we didn’t have Jamie and Claire discuss what was going to happen BEFORE it happens. To have them improvise tells us a lot about their relationship, and how tuned in they are to one another.

JAMIE
Claire!

LORD LOVAT
Leave her be!

JAMIE
(to Lord Lovat)

Ye’ll no give me orders about my
wife.

Claire GASPS, her eyes roll back in her head, and then drops
into a faint, Jamie grabbing her as she goes down.

For a moment, the STUNNED CROWD says NOTHING, and then
everyone is TALKING AND MOVING AT ONCE as Jamie scoops Claire
into his arms and carries her to a settee. Lord Lovat is at
his shoulder.

JAMIE (cont’d)
Claire! Claire! Mo nighean
donn... Please...

LORD LOVAT
(terrified/urgent)

What did she see?

Slowly, Claire comes to. She looks at Jamie, playing
confused.

CLAIRE
Jamie...?

LORD LOVAT
What did ye see, witch?!

JAMIE
Stay back!

COLUM
Ah, Lovat, can ye not see this for
the pretence that it is?

JAMIE
(to Colum)

A pretence? Ye know yerself she
was once tried as a witch by those
who didna understand the difference
between black magic and the power
of the old ones.

More GASPS and MURMURS around the room. Colum reacts, pissed
at having his earlier machinations used against him.

Claire shifts her gaze to Lovat.

JAMIE (cont’d)
Ye dinna need to answer him,
Claire.

LORD LOVAT
She does if she wants to walk out
of this room.

Jamie stands up to face him.

CLAIRE
It’s all right, Jamie.

(to Lord Lovat)
I... saw you... standing in bright
sunlight. There was a man...
behind you... he wore a black hood.

(realizing, horrified)
There was the shadow of an axe
across your face.

LORD LOVAT
(to Claire, ignoring Jamie)

Whose man? Whose executioner?!
King James or King George?

CLAIRE
I... don’t know.

(remembering)
The ground was covered in white
roses.

JAMIE
The symbol of the Jacobites!

Claire’s eyes flutter as she’s “overcome” with exhaustion
from her vision. Frightened and pissed off, Lovat GRABS his
DIRK and LUNGES at Claire (trying to kill the messenger, as
Maisri predicted). Focused on Claire, Jamie doesn’t realize
at first what is happening. PANDEMONIUM BREAKS LOOSE as he
turns, the dirk coming at him, when SUDDENLY a HAND clamps
around Lovat’s wrist --

YOUNG SIMON
Stop!

Everyone in the room freezes -- including Lovat, who can’t
believe his mousy son has actually stood up to him. Touched
him! It’s hard to tell who is more shocked -- Lord Lovat or
Young Simon. Lord Lovat finds his voice first, and it is
filled with menace.

LORD LOVAT
How dare you thwart me, boy!

A shudder of the old fear runs through Young Simon, but then
his eyes fall on Laoghaire, who’s looking at him like a hero
(grateful he’s saved Jamie, although Young Simon doesn’t get
this part). Bolstered by her admiration, and a good deal of
adrenaline, he holds his ground.

YOUNG SIMON
You and MacKenzie are fearful old
men, Father, and you are wrong. My
cousin is right.

Lord Lovat is momentarily shocked into silence.

YOUNG SIMON (cont’d)
It is our duty to stand up for our
country and our kinsmen. I will
fight for King James. I will fight
to change the White Lady’s vision,
even if you will not.

Jamie and Claire share an astonished and joyful look. The
crowd isn’t sure how to react, looking to Lovat for an
indication.

Trapped, conflicted and freaked out, Lord Lovat’s eyes dart
frantically between Jamie, Claire and his son. Then an idea
seems to occur to him. A calm settles on him. A smile
twists his lips. He strides to the head of the table, tears
up the Deed of Sasine, then picks up the pen and -- much to
everyone’s SHOCK, SIGNS THE NEUTRALITY AGREEMENT.

LORD LOVAT
(to Young Simon)

I wish ye luck, my boy.
(to Colum)

Come along, MacKenzie. Let’s drink
to our newly formed alliance.

Colum is as shocked as everyone else, but he’s not going to
look a gift horse in the mouth. The two old men exit without
looking back. OFF the collective WTF just happened...?

27EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - STABLES - DAY27

Claire and Jamie finish loading up their horses as Young
Simon swings into his saddle. His horse shies as he does so,
and Jamie reaches out, steadying the horse.

YOUNG SIMON
(a little embarrassed)
Thank ye, cousin.

JAMIE
Ye did well, Simon. I’m proud to
call ye kinsman, and I’ll be proud
to fight by yer side.

This means a lot to Young Simon, whose bravery is shakier
now, in the light of day.

YOUNG SIMON
(to Jamie)

I’ll wait for ye outside the gate.

He moves off.

CLAIRE
At least we saved Lallybroch.

JAMIE
From Lord Lovat. Now we have only
to save it from the British army.

They move out into --

A28EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - COURTYARD - CONTINUOUSA28

Colum’s Attendants ready A CARRIAGE for him, and a CART for
the servants and luggage. As some of the servants finish
loading the cart, Colum moves slowly toward the carriage.
Claire and Jamie cross his path. He stops, looking at Jamie.

COLUM
Go back to yer home and yer family.

JAMIE
I’ve told ye, uncle. I canna do
that.

COLUM
(to Claire)

Can ye not convince him to listen
to reason and go home?

CLAIRE
You’ve known him longer than I
have. What do you think?

Colum shakes his head, then --

COLUM
(to Jamie)

‘Tis a blessing your mother didna
live to see what a reckless fool
she spawned.

(then, gruff)
Give me your hand.

And Jamie does, helping Colum into the carriage. The old man
gives a last look of sorrow and goodbye to his nephew, then
closes the carriage door. A beat, then --

JAMIE
We must away too, Claire. I hope
to get to Kingussie before the week
is out.

Claire glances up and SEES Laoghaire in the laundry area,
putting a few final things into a BASKET. Laoghaire looks
up, making eye contact with Claire.

CLAIRE
Jamie, before we go... I need you
to thank Laoghaire.

JAMIE
Fer what? Not trying to have ye
arrested in the last two days?

CLAIRE
Please, Jamie. For me? I’ll
explain it all later.

Jamie hesitates, then moves off across the courtyard to the
laundry area.

B28EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - COURTYARD LAUNDRY AREA - DAYB28

Jamie approaches Laoghaire.

JAMIE
(stiff)
I’ve been told to thank ye, exactly
what for, I dinna ken.

(beat)
So... thank ye, Laoghaire.

Laoghaire glances at Claire, who watches them.

LAOGHAIRE
I hope that one day I can also earn
yer forgiveness, Jamie.

Jamie nods, noncommittal, and exits back into the courtyard,
Laoghaire watching him go.

LAOGHAIRE (cont’d)
(to herself)

And yer love...

C28EXT. BEAUFORT CASTLE - COURTYARD - DAYC28

We PULL BACK as Jamie and Claire mount their horses.
Laoghaire runs out of the laundry area and climbs onto
Colum’s cart, and everyone starts through the gates of
Beaufort Castle...

28EXT. HIGHLANDS - DAY28

Claire, Jamie and Young Simon come over a rise a mile or so
away from Beaufort Castle. They STOP when they SEE ONE
HUNDRED OF LORD LOVAT’S MEN, mounted and ready for travel.

CLAIRE
Who’re they?

YOUNG SIMON
(astonished)
My father’s men...

And Lord Lovat is riding toward them, smiling like the cat
who ate the canary.

LORD LOVAT
(to Young Simon)

Don’t sit there gaping at me, ye
glaiket sumph! Go see to your men!

Young Simon hesitates. Impatient, Lord Lovat slaps his son’s
horse, who bolts off, nearly unseating Young Simon.

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
Turning that one into a soldier
will be a greater feat than beating
the British.

Lord Lovat grins impudently at Claire.

LORD LOVAT (cont’d)
What vision do ye have of me now,
White Lady?

Jamie shakes his head, his expression a mixture of disgust
and grudging appreciation.

CLAIRE
(mystified)
I don’t understand...

JAMIE
Now it will seem that my grandsire
has sent his heir to fight.

The Stuarts will credit Lord Lovat
with supporting King James, should
they win.

LORD LOVAT
They canna execute me fer treason.

CLAIRE
But... what about the neutrality
agreement?

LORD LOVAT
I trust old Colum MacKenzie is
right, and that’ll protect me
should the British win.

Anne Kenney

In this interaction between Colum and Jamie, I wanted to see the respect and affection these two people have for one another, despite disagreeing on such a huge matter. It makes me think of the stories you hear about the American Civil War, where families fought on opposite sides, but were still families nonetheless, and that makes the disagreement all the more heartbreaking.

CLAIRE
And if the British win, what will
you say about your son fighting for
the Jacobites?

LORD LOVAT
(shrugging)
He’s a mind of his own, that one.
Ye saw it yourself last night.
Persuaded the others to follow.

(beat)
I thank ye, White Lady. I couldna
have got it all wi’out ye.

JAMIE
Ye didna get Lallybroch.

LORD LOVAT
Not yet.

And he kicks his horse hard, galloping back toward Beaufort
Castle.

JAMIE
Tell me I am nothing like him,
Sassenach.

CLAIRE
I’m afraid I have seen a similarly
devious turn of mind.

He actually cannot argue this point.

JAMIE
I may have to rethink our agreement
not to lie to one another.

He urges his horse forward. Claire smiles and follows him.

29EXT. HIGHLANDS - DAY29

As the group rides toward Kingussie, Jamie and Claire at the
head of the line, Young Simon just behind them --

CLAIRE (V.O.)
As we put distance between
ourselves and Jamie’s loathsome
grandfather, my heart lightened.
Maisri had said we could change the
future. Perhaps we could. Perhaps
we already had...

Anne Kenney

One of the challenges and pleasures of writing this episode was all the twists and turns. Everyone is trying to manipulate everyone else, and what looks like a loss in one moment, turns into a win in the next, and vice versa.

FADE OUT.

END OF EPISODE