Hour of the Wolf

EPISODE 604
Hour of the Wolf

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BASED ON THE NOVEL BY
DIANA GABALDON

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9th June 2021

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OUTLANDER
EPISODE 604 "Hour of the Wolf"

OUTLANDER

“Hour of the Wolf”

FADE IN:

A1 INT. MOHAWK LONGHOUSE - FLASHBACK - NIGHT (FBN8) A1

COLD OPEN. YOUNG IAN is making love to a woman with dark hair. We don’t see her clearly -- we may think it’s Malva Christie. They lie on furs. Their bodies glisten -- a prolonged moment of love and desire.

This is a flashback, a memory, but we don’t know that yet. [NOTE: this is the same moment as in Scene 23.]

We see Ian’s WAMPUM BRACELET [Episode 508] on his wrist. We see a small SOAPSTONE CARVING of a wolf’s head on a leather thong -- a necklace. The woman moves and we see her face:

It’s NOT Malva. It’s a beautiful YOUNG WOMAN we’ve never seen before: a MOHAWK WOMAN.

YOUNG IAN
I love you --

He was about to say her name, but she kisses him, stopping him. As they continue to make love...

OPENING CREDITS.

FADE IN:

B1 OMITTED B1

1 INT. FRASER’S RIDGE - BIG HOUSE - BEDCHAMBER - DAY (774) (D) 1

JAMIE and CLAIRE lie in bed, having finished making love a few moments before. They relax under the blankets, in each other’s arms, enjoying a quiet moment before starting the day. Afterglow.

JAMIE

“Greased lightning,” aye?

CLAIRE
What?

(confused)
Who?

JAMIE
Me, I suppose. Or were ye no’
thunderstruck, there at the end?

Claire laughs, amused.

CLAIRE
Did I teach you that phrase?

JAMIE
I’ve heard ye use it, aye...

CLAIRE
Well, that particular figure of
speech is a metaphor for extreme
speed, not lubricated brilliance.

JAMIE
I can be fast, too.

Claire gives her husband a look that asks -- “Is that so?”

JAMIE (cont'd)
Well, no’ first thing in the
mornin’...

The banter is cute, loving, familiar.

JAMIE (cont'd)
There are worse ways to wake up
though, aye?

As if on cue, the SOUND of someone with very vigorous bladder function FILLING A CHAMBER POT across the landing, followed by a LOUD SNEEZE, are added to the general cacophony of household noises downstairs.

CLAIRE
Yes, much worse. Poor old Major
MacDonald. Can you imagine being
allergic to cats?

JAMIE
Can ye be ‘allergic’ to house
guests?

Claire starts to get out of bed, but --

JAMIE (cont'd)
Stay in bed, Sassenach.

Claire smiles, so very tempted... In the silence they hear sounds in the house below: Mrs. Bug clattering dishes and then... a man’s muffled voice.

CLAIRE
(gently)
We’ll have to get up in a minute.
Mrs. Bug will have spared no effort
making breakfast today.

Suddenly, they hear MORE SNEEZING below them.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
Did the Major tell you how much
longer he’s intending to stay?

JAMIE
He’ll leave for New Bern
tomorrow... And I must take these
guns to the Cherokee.

They both feel the weight of this -- the nearness of the coming war.

CLAIRE
Governor Martin will be pleased.

JAMIE
Aye. MacDonald brought a letter
from him praisin’ my “celerity and
enterprise in drawing the Cherokee
into the British sphere of
influence once more.” I pray the
broadsheets dinna get wind of it...

Claire gives him a quizzical look. Jamie grabs two newspapers from his side table. Shows them to Claire...

JAMIE (cont'd)
They’ve printed confidential
correspondence from the Governor to
various folk -- Tryon in New York,
General Gage -- askin’ for help.
Seems he believes he’s losin’ his
grip on the colony.

CLAIRE
I only hope we can keep everyone
here out of it.

JAMIE
Aye. Roger and Brianna are happy,
Fergus is doin’ much better... I’m
goin’ to send him to Cross Creek
wi’ the trade goods.

CLAIRE
It’ll be good for him to see that
you trust him again.

JAMIE
Aye. I’m going to tell him after
breakfast.

CLAIRE
Then we should go down before the
Major eats all the honey cakes.

A2 INT. FRASER'S RIDGE - BIG HOUSE - PARLOUR - DAY (D1) A2

Jamie and FERGUS talk by the fire. Jamie still holds the broadsheets, rolled in his hand.

JAMIE
Ye’ll leave tomorrow. Mr. Bug will
come wi’ ye... but I’m entrustin’
you wi’ it now.

FERGUS
Thank you, Milord.

JAMIE
It’s no small task, lad. Men like
the weight o’ coin in their purses;
they’ll no’ want to part wi’ it.
But ye’re a fine salesman.

FERGUS
I’ll try my best.

JAMIE
When ye’re finished in Cross Creek,
pay a visit to Aunt Jocasta...
she’ll be pleased of yer company.
Take these broadsheets to read
along yer journey.

He hands the newspapers to Fergus.

FERGUS
I know what you’re doing.

JAMIE
What am I doin’?

FERGUS
You believe if I can put some
distance between myself and my
worries, I will heal.

JAMIE
With time, aye. I do.

Fergus considers the newspapers in his hand.

FERGUS
I remember when we used to print
the news ourselves.

(drifts for a beat)
Do you ever think of our time in
Edinburgh?

JAMIE
Now and again.

FERGUS
I miss those times.

JAMIE
I had faith in you then, lad. And
I have faith in you still. Now you
must try to find faith in yourself
once again... mon fils.

FERGUS
Thank you, Milord. For everything.
You have saved my life more than
once...

Jamie looks at Fergus’ wooden hand, remembering the lad who sacrificed it for him.

JAMIE
Then I have simply balanced the
scales.

Fergus nods and exits. Jamie watches his son, concerned, hoping against hope that this new task will help him heal.

2 EXT. FRASER’S RIDGE - BIG HOUSE - RIVER - DAY (D1) 2

Eight MUSKETS and/or RIFLES are fired in clouds of smoke and sparks. The loud report echoes in the woods. It could be the start of the war... but no. REVEAL --

-- Jamie, YOUNG IAN, ROGER, BRIANNA, ARCH BUG, MAJOR DONALD MACDONALD and two DRAGOONS firing at targets. They’re field testing the guns MacDonald brought for the Cherokee. There are two crates containing twenty guns in all.

ROGER
(surprised and calmly
pleased)

I hit it.

He looks to Brianna, expecting his wife to tease him about his notoriously bad aim, but she seems distracted.

BRIANNA
You’ve been practicing.

Roger understands: Brianna is worried about the coming war. Jamie notices that something is troubling her as well.

Meanwhile, Ian is pleased to be doing this: Giving these guns to the Cherokee was his idea. As Roger loads another gun...

ROGER
I hear the standard in the army is
two rounds a minute, is that right,
Major?

MAJOR MACDONALD
Indeed.

JAMIE
‘Course there are some who can
manage three...

They all begin to load a second round of guns.

MAJOR MACDONALD
(amused)
Is that so, Mr. Fraser? It remains
to be seen whether the Cherokee
will ever manage that.

ARCH BUG
Aye. Perhaps they ought to keep to
their bows. When I was a lad I
was so handy wi’ one, I’d have
someone’s eye out before they could
blink --

MAJOR MACDONALD
Times have moved on, Mr. Bug. I
can’t say these guns are new, but
they’ll kill more, and more quickly
than any arrow. That’s why the
Cherokee want them so badly.

(to Jamie)
You can tell your Chief-Bird-Who-
Sings-In-the-Evening that they’ve
been field tested and aim true.

JAMIE
I’ll tell him they have yer
personal guarantee.

YOUNG IAN
“Morning.”

MAJOR MACDONALD
Hmm?

YOUNG IAN
(Bird’s Cherokee name)
Tsiskwa Sunale Dekanogisgi. Bird-
Who-Sings-In-The-Morning.

MAJOR MACDONALD
Why they won’t take a Christian name
is beyond me.

YOUNG IAN
Aye. A simple name like Donald son
of Donald --

Jamie and Roger smirk at the thrown shade. If MacDonald was looking for accord he’s not getting it here.

Brianna seems troubled by this conversation. She sets down her rifle, excuses herself with a brief smile to the others, and walks towards the Big House. Jamie watches her.

MAJOR MACDONALD
In any event. The Governor would
like him to swear an oath, this Bird
of yours; that he will... fly our
way if the King should call upon
him.

(pointedly, to Ian)
Morning or evening.

(then to Jamie)
The King is counting on you.

OFF Jamie...

A3 EXT. FRASER'S RIDGE - SIDE OF BIG HOUSE - LATER - DAY (D1) A3

Brianna sits apart, watching, as Roger, Ian, MacDonald and the dragoons continue to test the guns. Jamie approaches Brianna, knowing that something is weighing on her.

BRIANNA
(re: the guns)

It won’t be enough. To save them.

She trails off. How to say what she knows? Jamie sits.

JAMIE
Tell me, a leannan...

BRIANNA
About... 60 years from now... the
government will force the Cherokee
off their land. They’ll move them
a thousand miles from here. Twenty
thousand people. It seems
impossible, but --

JAMIE
(empathetic)
I ken well what governments are
capable of.

BRIANNA
Eight thousand of them will die.
They’ll call it the Trail of Tears.

She stops.

BRIANNA (cont'd)
They’ll say this country is built on
the idea that “all men are created
equal...” but they don’t mean all
men.

She’s angry. Ashamed. Worried.

BRIANNA (cont'd)
Some of the Cherokee escaped and
went into the Smokey Mountains and
hid. The army didn’t find them. I
don’t know... it didn’t seem right
to know and not tell you...

OFF Jamie, taking this in... and the heart with which his daughter tells it...

3 INT. BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAINS - WOODS - DAY (D2) 3

ON IAN, lost in thought as he rides his horse through woods. We become aware of a voice saying Ian’s name...

JAMIE (O.C.)
Ian. Ian...

Jamie is driving the wagon, bearing two closed CRATES of rifles. Ian finally hears his name and turns. Jamie stops the wagon. We see that Rollo is not with them.

JAMIE (cont'd)
(smiles)
Watch yer horse there, lad -- veer
any further north and we’ll be
deliverin’ the guns to Virginia.

YOUNG IAN
Sorry, Uncle.

Ian looks at Jamie, a little sheepish and almost embarrassed to confess --

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
When ye called me then... well,
sometimes I dinna feel like an
“Ian...”

Surprised, Jamie wonders what this is all about...

JAMIE
I was there when yer Ma named ye
for yer father. An Ian ye are and
an Ian ye’ll always be.

YOUNG IAN
Ye ken what it means?

JAMIE
Aye -- God is gracious... merciful.

Ian isn’t sure that’s necessarily always so.

YOUNG IAN
I had another name chosen for me --
among the Mohawk.

Jamie sees an opening to ask Ian more, but he doesn’t want to pry. He smiles -- trying to be good-humored.

JAMIE
Liked that one better, did ye?

YOUNG IAN
(shrugs)
I wonder how many Ians have come
before me... And how many’ll come
after me. How many have walked the
same path as I have...

(a beat)
Am I a traitor to my name?

JAMIE
Perhaps if ye told me what happened
durin’ yer time wi’ them...

(beat)
What name did they give ye?

But Ian looks away. It’s not the first time Jamie has tried to engage him on the subject of the Mohawk -- he thinks about what he overheard [Episode 602]: that Ian had a child.

YOUNG IAN
(not answering)
We should continue on.

Jamie knows not to press. They ride on.

A4 EXT. EDGE OF SNOWBIRD CHEROKEE VILLAGE - DAY (D2) A4

Jamie and Ian approach the village of the Snowbird Cherokee. Before entering, Jamie shouts the greeting he once learned:

JAMIE
Siyo ginali!

4 EXT. SNOWBIRD CHEROKEE VILLAGE - LATER - DAY (D2) 4

Jamie and Ian dismount and tether their horses. Leaving their weapons and the wagon, they walk into the village, they see women and children at work and play.

JAMIE
Siyo ginali.

The women smile and nod in return, recognizing the two men. Jamie and Ian walk on.

At first the village seems sort of empty, but then, up ahead, they notice a large circle of men talking animatedly, passing items back and forth between them, including CHIEF BIRD-WHO-SINGS-IN-THE-MORNING and STILL WATER [Episode 602].

Jamie and Ian pass a few horses... belonging to the people of the Snowbird Cherokee. But Ian notices something hanging from one horse’s rigging: an IROQUOIS GUSTOWEH -- a type of hat bearing a set number of upright eagle feathers: the Mohawk version in particular bearing three.

JAMIE (cont'd)
What is it?

YOUNG IAN
It isn’t Cherokee. A three-
feathered gustoweh is...

(beat)
Mohawk.

KAHEROTON (O.C.)
(in Mohawk)
Shé:kon, Okwaho’rohtsi’ah.

They turn to see -- KAHEROTON (”kah-heh-LOH-ton”), the handsome young Mohawk who took Roger to Shadow Lake and later helped initiate Ian into life with the Mohawk [Season Four]. He says it again in English -- kindly but with some apprehension...

KAHEROTON (cont'd)
Greetings, Wolf’s Brother.

OFF Ian’s shocked face --

5 EXT. MOHAWK VILLAGE - TO ESTABLISH - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD1) 5

-- we are in another place and time. Three women, MOHAWK ELDERS, walk into...

6 INT. MOHAWK LONGHOUSE - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD1) 6

CLOSE ON Young Ian’s face. He’s seated on a bench, dressed as we saw him at the end of Episode 413. No tattoos, a full head of hair (and a few small cuts from his recent trip through the gauntlet).

We are back in the Mohawk village of Shadow Lake, more than a year ago -- in the time Ian has never spoken about. Ian sits up taller, ready for whatever’s about to happen. Nervously excited as...

THE FOLLOWING PLAYS IN A SERIES OF CUTS:

THREE MOHAWK WOMEN prepare Ian for a life-changing ritual: Becoming Mohawk. They dip their fingers in ash and begin to pluck YOUNG IAN’S SCALP clean of hair, meticulously, tuft by tuft, like plucking a turkey. They use the ash to strengthen their grip on his hair. Ian flinches, then sits up taller.

Ultimately, Ian is left with a SINGLE STRIP OF HAIR on top of his head -- a “mohawk.” The women now separate this strip of hair into THREE LOCKS, which they plait, stiffen with bear grease, and adorn with beads and feathers.

One of the women takes up a SHARP BONE NEEDLE, using it to prick tiny round holes along Ian’s cheek bones, and over the bridge of his nose, leaving behind dots of charcoal dye -- his familiar tattoos.

7 EXT. MOHAWK VILLAGE - RIVER - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD1) 7

Thus painted and tattooed, shirtless and dressed in deerskin pants and silver ARM BANDS, Young Ian kneels on the bank of a river adjacent to the village. THREE YOUNGER MOHAWK WOMEN stand behind and beside him.

A CROWD OF VILLAGERS has gathered on the riverbank. We see CHIEF TEHWAHSEHKWE (”teh-WAH-seh-kwe”); a respected man named TEHHONAHTAKE (”teh-ho-nah-da-ke”); and Kaheroton; as well as TSOTEHWEH (”jo-deh-weh”), a highly respected woman in the village. Tehwahsehkwe and Tehhonahtake wear feathered gustowehs.

The young women begin to pour river water over Ian’s head, neck and shoulders. A baptism. Then they roughly scrub his body -- arms, legs, chest and back -- with handfuls of sand.

In the crowd, a beautiful Mohawk girl (18 years old) named WAHIONHAWEH (”wah-eon-HA-weh”) watches Ian intently.

When the ceremony is finished, Tehhonahtake presents him with a WAMPUM BELT -- a highly valuable object of important cultural significance -- and a STROUD CLOTH.

Chief Tehwahsehkwe addresses Ian.

CHIEF TEHWAHSEHKWE
My son, by the ceremony that was
performed this day, every drop of
white blood has been washed from
your veins, and you are adopted
into our great family. You are now
flesh of our flesh, and bone of our
bone.

Words surprisingly reminiscent of Highland wedding vows.

CHIEF TEHWAHSEHKWE (cont'd)
You have nothing to fear from us.
We will love and defend you as we
love and defend one another.

The Chief looks down at ROLLO, sitting faithfully at Young Ian’s feet, and smiles -- inspired.

CHIEF TEHWAHSEHKWE (cont'd)
Henceforth, you will be called
Okwaho’rohtsi’ah. Wolf’s Brother.

Pronounced ”oh-GWA-ho’-loh’-GEE-ah.” Ian beams. He is honored, excited and a little scared about the new life ahead of him. But the fear vanishes in an instant as he catches a glimpse of Wahionhaweh in the crowd.

She gives him the most amazing shy smile.

8 OMITTED (MOVED INTO SCENE 7) 8

9 EXT. MOHAWK VILLAGE - NEAR RIVER - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD2) 9

WEEKS LATER, Ian has totally embraced his place in this community -- and the Mohawk people have embraced him, too. He makes his way through the bustling village -- and everyone he passes smiles or greets him with a nod.

A LITTLE LATER --

He stops at the RIVER where beautiful Wahionhaweh crouches in the shallows, carving something out of stone -- dipping the stone in the water to clean it, then carving some more.

WAHIONHAWEH
(Ian’s Mohawk name)
Okwaho’rohtsi’ah.

She smiles. She likes him. He likes her back.

YOUNG IAN
Shé:kon... Wahionhaweh.
Greetings... Wahionhaweh.

She smirks at his almost-correct pronunciation of her name. He crouches near her.

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
(re: carving)
What is it?

She brings the stone up out of the water. It’s a wolf expertly carved out of a piece of black soapstone.

WAHIONHAWEH
(in Mohawk)
Okwaho.

(then, translating)
Wolf. My clan.

She hands it to him. Nods for him to take it -- clearly meant as a gift for him.

Ian takes it, amazed by her craftsmanship. Young love occurring before our eyes. She walks away, casting a smile back at him. But Ian sees Tsotehweh, watching. And she isn’t smiling.

10 EXT. WOODS NEAR MOHAWK VILLAGE - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD3) 10

Young Ian and Kaheroton hunt together, bows casually at the ready as they walk softly through the undergrowth. Ian asks about the baby Kaheroton was left holding after the death of Father Alexandre and Johiehon [Episode 412].

YOUNG IAN
You are raisin’ Johiehon’s child?

KAHEROTON
We will all raise her. But she
will live with Johiehon’s sister.

YOUNG IAN
You loved Johiehon very much,
didn’t you?

KAHEROTON
I did. But she chose another.

She chose Father Alexandre.

YOUNG IAN

And you? Will ye choose another?

Kaheroton smiles kindly at the question.

KAHEROTON
We do not choose, Okwaho’rohtsi’ah.

Meaning “we men.” He taps the SOAPSTONE WOLF that now hangs around Ian’s neck (given to him by Wahionhaweh).

KAHEROTON (cont'd)
They choose.

Ian smiles... as they walk on.

11 INT. MOHAWK LONGHOUSE - FLASHBACK - NIGHT (FBN4) 11

Ian sits with Kaheroton, Tehhonahtake and other Mohawk men and women around a fire in the common area of the longhouse. They’re drinking spruce beer and telling stories as Rollo lies nearby. As Tehhonahtake finishes telling a story --

KAHEROTON
You, Wolf’s Brother -- tell us a
story.

He hands Ian the jug of beer. Ian hesitates, feeling shy.

YOUNG IAN
This is my story... bein’ here,
with all of ye. What better story
could I have?

Kaheroton nudges Ian. The two have become good friends.

KAHEROTON
What of your life before? I want
to hear more tales of your great
journey across the sea and the
woman with green eyes... The
Bakra...

Ian has obviously told Kaheroton some parts of this story -- of his journey across the ocean and his time in Jamaica with the Bakra, Geillis Duncan. But he doesn’t necessarily want to tell everyone.

When Ian hesitates, a Mohawk Man reaches for the beer in Ian’s hands -- but another hand slaps the man’s hand away. Ian looks up at: Wahionhaweh.

WAHIONHAWEH
No. Let my husband have it. He
tells much better stories when he’s
drunk.

Husband? So that happened. Ian smiles from ear to ear as Wahionhaweh settles next to him by the fire. She grins as the others laugh at her joke. Ian takes a drink of beer.

WAHIONHAWEH (cont'd)
So, husband. Tell us about this
woman with the green eyes.

YOUNG IAN
Aye, well... She was a witch, and a
very wicked woman -- a --

He searches for the Mohawk words. He knows so few...

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
Ionkwe...takson.

Wicked... woman...

He sees that not everyone is understanding his English.

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
I’m sorry I canna say it in Mohawk.
I dinna have the words.

WAHIONHAWEH
(kindly)
Sing for us then. About your home
across the sea...

Ian struggles to think for a moment, before choosing a Scottish ballad called ‘Auld Robin Gray.’ He starts to SING.

YOUNG IAN
“When the sheep are in the fauld
and the kine at hame, / And a’ the
world to rest are gane, / The waes
o’ my heart fall in showers frae my
e’e / While my gudeman lies sound
by me.”

Ian finds himself directing his song at Wahionhaweh, who smiles. As Ian continues to sing (two or three verses), Kaheroton leans in toward him... with an eye toward Wahionhaweh...

KAHEROTON
This is your story, Wolf’s Brother.

Ian smiles from ear to ear as Wahionhaweh listens to him sing, enchanted...

12 INT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - LODGING - DAY (D2) 12

BACK IN THE PRESENT NOW, REVEAL... Ian has been telling his story to Jamie in the privacy of a Cherokee guest house (the same one they stayed before [Episode 602]). A fire burns between them in the center of the room...

YOUNG IAN
(admits with a sad smile)
When I was first learning their
language, I couldna pronounce her
name properly. I called her Emily,
which made her laugh. She was so
beautiful...

13 INT. MOHAWK LONGHOUSE PRIVATE ROOM - FLASHBACK - NIGHT (FBN5) 13

Ian and Wahionhaweh/Emily lie together on hides and furs. Ian names parts of Wahionhaweh’s body in Mohawk... kissing each as he says it.

YOUNG IAN
Ohhos’kwa, O’sha, Ohraka...

Cheek, lips, eyes...

Wahionhaweh laughs as she corrects a mispronunciation and gestures, emphasizing --

WAHIONHAWEH
(in Mohawk)
Ohkara.

(then, re: his language
skills)
But getting better.

Ian pulls down the blanket, revealing Wahionhaweh’s now VERY PREGNANT BELLY.

YOUNG IAN
Ohnehkwentah.

Belly.

He kisses her belly now --

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
(re: the kiss)
I dinna always need words...

In response, Wahionhaweh places a WAMPUM BRACELET on his wrist [the bracelet Roger noticed in Episode 508, which Ian wears to this day].

WAHIONHAWEH
No... You have this. To remind
you... of when we were joined
together as one.

She kisses him deeply. There’s great love here. Comfort. Happiness. But then she looks at him with a flicker of worry that she could lose him if he felt he didn’t belong here.

WAHIONHAWEH (cont'd)
Do you ever miss your home?

YOUNG IAN
You are my home. Both of you.

He places his hands on her pregnant belly.

A14 EXT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - JAMIE AND IAN’S LODGING - DAY (D2) A14

ESTABLISHING the Cherokee Guest House where Ian and Jamie are staying. We are once again IN THE PRESENT DAY.

14 INT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - LODGING - DAY (D2) 14

Ian continues to tell his story to Jamie.

YOUNG IAN

When I was a bairn, I’d waken in my
bed and ken at once where I was,
even in the dark.

(gestures)
The window, the basin and ewer on
the table... The big bed where
Janet and Michael slept... and the
smell of peat smoke from the fire.

Jamie nods, understanding --

JAMIE
I’ve slept in that chamber many a
time, myself. I felt the same as
ye did, lad. But when I went to
foster at Leoch -- I’d wake up and
for a moment -- have no notion of
where I was.

YOUNG IAN
When we left Scotland... when I was
in Jamaica...

He’s thinking of being kidnapped [in Season Three].

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
I would awaken and have no idea
where I was, or who... it was as
though I was falling down a well of
blackness...

Jamie knows this feeling, too.

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
Even here, wi’ you and Auntie
Claire... I ken I wasna myself.

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
But when I lay wi’ Emily... I kent
who I was again. My soul didna
wander while I slept... when I
slept beside her.

Ian reaches for the right words to say the rest... Tears forming, he starts to half-sing, half-recite the lyrics from the earlier song in the longhouse --

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
“When the sheep are in the fauld
and the kine at hame...”

15 EXT. WOODS OUTSIDE MOHAWK VILLAGE - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD6) 15

CLOSE ON a delicate budding tree leaf.

Ian and Wahionhaweh (still pregnant) admire the BUD, beautiful and diaphanous.

YOUNG IAN (V.O.)
“...and a’ the world to rest are
gane, / The waes o’ my heart fall
in showers frae my e’e / While my
good wife lies sound by me.”

She’s talking but we don’t hear her words. Perhaps she is naming things. She picks the bud and gives it to Ian. There is beauty all around them. They are in love.

16 INT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - LODGING - DAY (D2) 16

Ian looks at Jamie, haunted, echoing the lyrics --

YOUNG IAN
Did she ever lie sound beside me?

17 INT. MOHAWK LONGHOUSE PRIVATE ROOM - FLASHBACK - NIGHT (FBN6) 17

Ian sleeps. He wakes suddenly -- though he’s unsure why. What woke him? -- A sound? Intuition? He sits up and looks at Wahionhaweh, rolled onto her side.

YOUNG IAN
Lass -- love -- is all well?

Ian removes the fur hides covering Wahionhaweh’s body to reveal -- there’s BLOOD EVERYWHERE. Terror strikes his heart. God, no.

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
Blessed Michael defend us.

He bolts up and out the door, into the common area --

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
Tahkehnahwahs! Kehk’sonha,
wahahkohnehkohsonti!

Help me! My wife bleeds!

People are instantly up and out of their own private rooms and beds, racing to help Wahionhaweh. Within moments, Tsotehweh is there, her face set in a grim calm. The women of the longhouse push past Ian and carry Wahionhaweh away. Ian follows them outside...

18 EXT. MOHAWK LONGHOUSE - CONTINUOUS - FLASHBACK - NIGHT 18

...but the women ignore him, disappearing into one of the WOMEN’S HOUSES at the edge of the village. In the distance, a WOLF HOWLS in the night.

Ian starts to follow the women, but Tehhonahtake and Kaheroton hold him back --

YOUNG IAN
I must be with her!

TEHHONAHTAKE
(kindly)
It is for the women to help her
now. Be still.

KAHEROTON
If you must do something, go to the
woods and pray.

OFF Ian, frustrated and desperate --

19 EXT. WOODS NEAR MOHAWK VILLAGE - FLASHBACK - NIGHT (FBN6) 19

Now dressed, Ian walks -- with only Rollo by his side.

YOUNG IAN
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord
is with thee. Blessed art thou
amongst women, and blessed is the
fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

(then, touching his wampum
bracelet)
Or if the Mohawk Creator is up
there --

The wind picks up, bending the treetops.

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
Please... dinna let this be the
hour of death. Amen.

Ian looks around at the forest full of shadows. Spooky. He stops and looks around, realizing he’s lost. Then...

A sound in the trees: the snap of a twig. Rollo hears it too and growls. Rollo’s growl is answered by a menacing YIP and HOWL. There’s a wolf in the woods. Rollo bolts.

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
Rollo!!

Ian HEARS the SOUNDS of a fight -- wolf vs. dog -- all of it OFF-SCREEN. He’s terrified for his dog. Then he hears a yelp of pain. Then silence. But which one yelped -- Rollo or the wolf?

Ian creeps through the trees to see... a panting Rollo, BLOOD on his snout, standing beside a DEAD WOLF. Its throat a raw mess of flesh and blood where Rollo bit down hard and shook. Ian approaches, but stops.

The wolf’s teats are full, her belly big. This wolf was a female -- and pregnant. Ian weeps.

20 EXT. WOODS - FLASHBACK - DAWN - DAY (FBD7) 20

LATER, Ian sits up against a tree. Rollo lies on his side nearby. They’ve been here a while. Ian looks up as someone approaches: Kaheroton kneels beside the dead wolf sadly.

KAHEROTON
She was with child.

YOUNG IAN
Aye.

(then)
It was Rollo -- he saved me.

Kaheroton excuses the transgression of killing a wolf, knowing it’s only due to Ian’s ignorance of the culture, and feeling sympathy for Ian’s loss. Rollo comes up to Kaheroton looking for a scratch.

After a beat of trepidation, Ian dares to ask --

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
She whose hearth I share...

KAHEROTON
She lives.

YOUNG IAN
And my child?

Kaheroton chin-points to the dead wolf.

KAHEROTON
When you have a son -- of the Wolf
Clan -- you will teach him not to
hunt the wolf.

(beat)
This child was a daughter.

Ian nods, accepting this news with tears in his eyes.

21 21

OMITTED

22 INT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - LODGING - DAY (D2) 22

Back with Ian and Jamie.

YOUNG IAN
I never saw her, the bairn. They’d
already wrapped her up. We buried
her in furs...

Jamie takes the story in. He puts a hand on Ian’s shoulder.

JAMIE
I’m heartsick for ye, lad.

Jamie can’t help but think of his own stillborn daughter, Faith, but he can’t bring himself to talk about her right now. Ian looks into the fire for a long beat...

YOUNG IAN
Emily got wi’ child again. I was
good at that part.

23 INT. MOHAWK LONGHOUSE PRIVATE ROOM - FLASHBACK - NIGHT (FBN8) 23

Ian and Wahionhaweh make love. This is the moment we saw in the opening [Scene A1], but we take it further now.

YOUNG IAN
I love you --

She kisses him. They continue to make love. Finally, as they near completion --

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
(in Mohawk)
I love you, Wahionhaweh.

They both finish -- ecstasy and sadness in the climax. She holds him tight. In both of their faces, a fierce hope and a fear they cannot quite name, and dare not express.

YOUNG IAN (V.O.)
But it wasna meant to be.

24 OMITTED 24

25 EXT. MOHAWK VILLAGE - RIVER - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD9) 25

Ian watches as Wahionhaweh kneels in the shallows of the river, carving and polishing something from stone. She smiles at him and he smiles back. As she dips her latest carving in the water, she notices RED RIVULETS in the water, almost beautiful -- blood, emanating from between her legs. As she closes her eyes in sorrow...

YOUNG IAN (V.O.)
After that, everything changed.

26 OMITTED 26

27 EXT. MOHAWK VILLAGE - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD10) 27

ANOTHER DAY. Ian is restringing his bow. He’s wearing what we saw him wearing in Episode 508. Rollo pants nearby.

YOUNG IAN (V.O.)
The heart had gone out o’ her. As
if there was no room for both her
sorrow and her love for me...

TSOTEHWEH
Ian.

Ian starts and turns to see Tsotehweh standing behind him. It’s the first time we’ve heard her speak.

TSOTEHWEH (cont'd)
Kats, ietehneh.

Come with me.

Ian is surprised to be called by this name. Tsotehweh turns and starts to walk away, not waiting for him.

28 EXT. WOODS OUTSIDE MOHAWK VILLAGE - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD10) 28

Tsotehweh walks ahead of Ian and Rollo. Ian is beginning to worry: where is she taking him? They stop at the head of a second trail.

TSOTEHWEH
The Creator tells us that for a
woman to conceive, a man’s spirit
does battle with hers, and must
overcome it. If his spirit is not
strong enough, the child cannot
take root in the womb.

YOUNG IAN
There must be something I can do --
that we can try...

TSOTEHWEH
You have been made Mohawk by an old
custom. But your spirit is not
Mohawk...

YOUNG IAN
What? No. I ken ye dinna believe
that... ’Tis an excuse because ye
think I’m no’ worthy --

She hands him a pouch she’s been carrying.

TSOTEHWEH
Return to your own people. Among
them, your spirit will be strong.

YOUNG IAN
No --

TSOTEHWEH
Wahionhaweh agrees. Her mother has
already chosen another man for her.

Ian is ripped apart by this. He can’t believe it.

YOUNG IAN
No -- no, she would never -- I must
speak wi’ my wife.

TSOTEHWEH
(re: the pouch)
You have food for three days. You
are a good hunter.

YOUNG IAN
No. This is --

(pleading)
I am flesh of her flesh. Bone of
her bone --

TSOTEHWEH
(sadly)
What of her flesh? What of her
suffering?

She watches Ian silently, waiting for him to go. Finally, tears in his eyes, Ian leaves.

29 EXT. FOREST - FLASHBACK - NIGHT (FBN10) 29

Ian and Rollo sit alone by a fire. Suddenly, Ian stands up. No -- he’s not going to fucking do it. He won’t leave.

30 EXT. MOHAWK VILLAGE - FLASHBACK - NEXT DAY (FBD11) 30

Ian marches through the village. No one stops him -- they can see he’s not a man to be trifled with. He enters --

31 INT. MOHAWK LONGHOUSE - CONTINUOUS - FLASHBACK - DAY (FBD11) 31

Ian marches up to the door of his private room. Opens it --

And there is Wahionhaweh -- serving a meal to none other than KAHEROTON. Her new partner. Ian is shocked.

KAHEROTON
Wolf’s Brother -- Ian.

YOUNG IAN
(correcting him, in
Mohawk)
Okwaho’rohtsi’ah.

(to Wahionhaweh)
Is this what ye want?

She hesitates. Kaheroton stands ready to make a move if need be. There is deep sadness in Wahionhaweh’s eyes.

KAHEROTON
It is what must be.

YOUNG IAN
Let her speak!

In her grief, Wahionhaweh struggles to find the English words. She uses the simple English plea --

WAHIONHAWEH
Please.

(then echoing Kaheroton’s
words, sadly)
It is what must be.

That’s not a yes or a no. But it is definitive: this is goodbye. But it’s unclear whether this is her decision or if it’s being forced on her by Tsotehweh and Kaheroton. Either way, she is terribly sad. A long beat. What can Ian say? He turns and leaves.

32 INT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - LODGING - DAY (D2) 32

Ian has finished his story. Jamie is beyond moved.

YOUNG IAN
He was my friend -- my brother. He
kent how much I loved her --

(beat)
Was I weak, Uncle Jamie? -- should
I have fought harder for her?

JAMIE
It seems ye fought as hard as ye
could wi’out takin’ her by force.

YOUNG IAN
Would you have left -- if it’d been
Auntie Claire?

The answer is “no,” of course, but Jamie won’t say that.

JAMIE
‘Tis no’ the same, lad.

Ian knows that’s true: there’s no comparison.

YOUNG IAN
I dinna think I have it in me to
give the rifles to Chief Bird
tonight. He’ll expect a
celebration...

JAMIE
Dinna fash. Sleep now, I’ll tell
Bird: we’ll do it in the mornin’.

Ian lies down. If we haven’t noticed it before, we do now -- the crates of guns are in here with them. Jamie watches his nephew for a beat, then goes outside.

33 EXT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - MOMENTS LATER - DAY (D2) 33

Jamie walks through the village, seeing the gathered men, Cherokee and Mohawk: Kaheroton and Tehhonahtake among them. Kaheroton sees Jamie and raises his chin in acknowledgment. Jamie barely returns it. He notices that the crowd of men has gotten bigger.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON (O.C.)
Well, I never -- ye must be Mr.
James Fraser. In the flesh.

Jamie turns to see a white man standing nearby. A dark, weathered man. ALEXANDER “SCOTCHEE” CAMERON (40s) dresses like a mountain man (à la John Quincy Myers) and has a wiry beard (he is an actual historical figure).

SCOTCHEE CAMERON (cont'd)
(in greeting)
Alexander Cameron.

JAMIE
(surprised)
The one they call “Scotchee.”

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
Aye. There was a time I was the
only Indian Agent who could fit
that appellation.

Scotchee is (no surprise) Scottish and has a mild accent. He’s a loyalist whose allegiance is to the Crown, although he’s lived among the Overhill band of Cherokee (in Tennessee) for years. He’s an Indian Agent like Jamie, and his presence here, 200 miles from the Overhill homelands, is curious.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON (cont'd)
I’ve heard such tales of ye; fair
dyin’ was I to meet ye and see if
they were true... Bear-killer?

Jamie smiles, flattered, but modest. Not wanting to give too much away.

JAMIE
I ken the Cherokee have a deep
reverence for bears, so the less I
say about that the better...

(then)
Ye’re agent to the Overhill
Cherokee are ye no’? What brings
ye east?

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
Aye. We came to marry off a lass
to Chief Bird -- and to trade. I
see there are some Mohawk here
trading as well.

JAMIE
Aye.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
Bird canna stop himself from
boastin’ about the rifles ye’ve
brought. A hundred, he said.

JAMIE
Twenty, he’ll come to find...

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
(practically salivating)
He also said ye might have brought
some whisky...

JAMIE
Aye. One o’ my last good barrels.
Care for a wee dram, would ye?

OFF a friendship forming...

34 INT. FRASER’S RIDGE - BIG HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY (D3) 34

Claire has gathered LIZZIE, JOSIAH BEARDSLEY and MALVA CHRISTIE together in the kitchen. She’s just made Josiah and Lizzie a proposition. A nervous Josiah gestures to a vial of ether.

JOSIAH BEARDSLEY
Ye want to put us to sleep? Wi’
that?

CLAIRE
Yes. But only for a few moments --

LIZZIE
Is it dangerous?

CLAIRE
No. It’s quite safe.

JOSIAH BEARDSLEY
And Malva...?

He seems worried about Malva going under too. Lizzie finds the question a little troubling: does Josiah like Malva?

CLAIRE
Malva is my apprentice. That’s the
reason for the test: I can’t easily
operate on someone and give them
ether at the same time. So Malva
will be assisting me; but she needs
practice.

JOSIAH BEARDSLEY
I’ll go first, Lizzie. In case it
goes awry.

MALVA CHRISTIE
That’s ever so brave of you, Jo.

There’s admiration there -- or perhaps flirting. Lizzie clocks it. And doesn’t like it.

LIZZIE
Aye, it is brave, Josiah. Thank ye
for yer concern -- for me.

(then, to Claire)
But I’ll go first. I’m no’ afraid.

Claire smiles, having sensed the protective puppy love between Lizzie and Josiah.

CLAIRE
Very well. Let’s get started.

35 EXT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - NEAR COUNCIL HOUSE - DAY (D3) 35

THE FEAST OF GUNS has begun... Jamie has presented Chief Bird with one of the best rifles. The two crates of guns sit nearby, open. Cherokee men and women (Chief Bird’s “beloved” men and women) crowd around trying to get a look at the guns. Ian stands with Jamie. All very ceremonial. A FEAST is being prepared for the occasion.

Ian sees Kaheroton, Tehhonahtake and other Mohawk men some distance away. Kaheroton meets his eyes.

JAMIE
(to Bird)
King George and his Royal Governor,
Josiah Martin, send you these
rifles with their compliments.
They hope ye’ll be pleased.

CHIEF BIRD
My pleasure is not all they hope
for...

JAMIE
No -- a promise of loyalty, as
well. I desire it as much as they.

We recall Jamie’s dilemma [Episode 602]. Since Jamie will not be fighting for the Crown, the guns he’s brought might one day be aimed at him. He hopes that he might personally have Bird’s loyalty (over and above the Crown), but he can’t be sure. He’ll have to be content with that, since his decision was to stand with Ian and help the Cherokee.

CHIEF BIRD
Today is a day of celebration.
Let’s have no talk of war. I’d
like you to greet my new wife.

He chin-points to a BEAUTIFUL YOUNG CHEROKEE WOMAN nearby.

CHIEF BIRD (cont'd)
(pointedly)
She asks for no promise of loyalty
to anyone but her.

As Jamie walks off with Bird, Ian moves through the crowds of people. But he’s stopped by a kind voice: Tehhonahtake.

TEHHONAHTAKE
(concerned)
Where is your faithful brother
wolf?

Ian realizes he’s talking about Rollo, and with slight bitterness --

YOUNG IAN
Dinna fear. He’s no’ abandoned me.
I left Rollo at home wi’ my kin.

Tehhonahtake feels guilty --

TEHHONAHTAKE
There are some who did not want you
to leave.

Ian resentfully glances at Kaheroton, a short distance away. There’s a question Ian has to ask, he can’t help himself.

YOUNG IAN
Do they have a... Did they --

TEHHONAHTAKE
(matter-of-fact)
A son. He brings them much joy.

That’s a dagger to Ian’s heart.

TEHHONAHTAKE (cont'd)
He was walking when we left home.

As Ian takes that in --

KAHEROTON (O.C.)
And when we return, he will run to
meet his father --

Ian hadn’t noticed Kaheroton stepping up. Another dagger to Ian’s heart, albeit not intentional. Kaheroton is, in fact, very sincere --

KAHEROTON (cont'd)
I hope you, too, will enjoy this
blessing one day... Perhaps you
have taken a wife among your own
people?

Ian tries to focus but can only see red. How dare he suggest such a thing --

YOUNG IAN
How little ye must think o’ me.
And o’ her... That I could forget
her so soon.

OFF Ian, thinking dark thoughts...

A36 INT. FRASER'S RIDGE - BIG HOUSE - SURGERY - LATER - DAY (D3) A36

Lizzie lies on the table, cap off, hair spread on a pillow. Josiah holds her hand. Malva holds the Ferguson mask.

CLAIRE
Put on enough ether to dampen the
wool all through. We’ll want it to
take effect quickly.

MALVA CHRISTIE
Aye, Mistress. Oh, it does smell
queer, doesn’t it?

CLAIRE
Be careful not to breathe it
yourself; we wouldn’t want you
falling over in the middle of an
operation.

Claire holds a minute-glass in her hand, ready to time the duration of Lizzie’s anesthetization.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
Now put it gently over her face.
Lizzie, breathe deeply and count
with me. Ready? One... two...

And Lizzie is out. Claire is pleased.

MALVA CHRISTIE
That was fast.

She watches her minute-glass. Josiah worries. After a beat...

CLAIRE
You can feel it when they start to
come round, a sort of vibration in
the flesh. Put your hand here...

Claire puts Malva’s hand on Lizzie’s bare shoulder, waits.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
There, do you feel that?

MALVA CHRISTIE
Aye. I do.

CLAIRE
In surgery, we wouldn’t want the
patient to come round yet. So...
two or three more drops please.

Malva adds those to the Ferguson mask, and Lizzie, breathing normally, relaxes anew.

Claire makes a few marks in her notebook. Then she picks up a lancet and pricks Lizzie’s finger, drawing blood. Josiah reacts -- and is amazed when Lizzie doesn’t react.

JOSIAH BEARDSLEY
She doesna feel it!

MALVA CHRISTIE
(twinkle in her eye)
Mistress Fraser says we could cut
someone quite open, slice into them
and get at what’s ailing them, and
they wouldn’t feel a thing.

CLAIRE
(watches the time, then...)
Let’s bring her back now.

Malva obediently takes the mask off of Lizzie’s face. A few beats later, Lizzie wakes up and looks around the room.

LIZZIE
When are ye goin’ to begin?

JOSIAH BEARDSLEY
(can’t help smiling)
We did it, Lizzie. It’s over.

Lizzie realizes the mask isn’t on her face any longer. She puts her hands to her face, confused.

JOSIAH BEARDSLEY (cont'd)
Ye’ve been fast asleep --

Lizzie looks at her finger, even more confused now.

LIZZIE
I havena --

CLAIRE
I suppose the only way to convince
her is to show her.

(”your turn”)
Josiah?

TIME CUT TO:

Josiah now lies on the table. Malva adds three drops of ether to the mask and leans over him. He nods, ready, and she puts the mask on him. He breathes -- and goes out.

LIZZIE
Jesus, Joseph, and Mary.

Malva giggles, tickled by this power she wields. Lizzie looks at Claire, then back to Josiah. She takes up his hand and lets it drop limply. She’s amazed.

LIZZIE (cont'd)
And he canna wake up until ye take
the mask away?

CLAIRE
But you don’t want to keep someone
under longer than you need to.

LIZZIE
Where does the soul go?

Claire is caught off-guard by the question.

CLAIRE
Why -- it stays with you. You’re
not dead, only asleep. But it’s
different for everyone. You might
dream... especially as you start to
wake up... you might see things...
but it’s only in your mind...

Malva watches Josiah with intent expression. Claire notices, and it makes her a touch uneasy. She finishes her notations, then takes the mask away from Josiah’s face. To Malva --

CLAIRE (cont'd)
You did wonderfully, thank you.

MALVA CHRISTIE
I’ve never seen the like. As if we
killed him, and brought him back to
life again.

The thought is marvelous to her. Josiah starts to stir...

MALVA CHRISTIE (cont'd)
I see now why my father says it’s
devil’s work. He’d say no one but
God has a right to do such things.

CLAIRE
(typical Tom)
Of course he would. Perhaps you’d
better not tell him, then.

MALVA CHRISTIE
Don’t you think it, Mistress. He’d
stop me from coming.

Josiah is awake now. Claire smiles --

JOSIAH BEARDSLEY
I’m ready --

(then, off their looks, he
gets it and smiles)
Oh.

Even Lizzie relaxes and laughs.

36 EXT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - NEAR COUNCIL HOUSE - DAY (D3) 36

THE FEAST OF GUNS continues. Chief Bird stands over the two crates of guns.

CHIEF BIRD
Na, Ama Tohi, aginutsi.

For my brother, Still Water.

He passes a musket to Still Water, who holds it reverently, runs his hand along the polished wood, aims it up into the trees... Behind them, four other Snowbird Cherokee men wait to be gifted guns from the beneficent hand of Bird. They are proud of the honor -- and Bird likes the power this gives him. Jamie watches. Scotchee approaches, bringing Jamie a dram of whisky. Amused, Jamie teases --

JAMIE
Bringin’ me a dram o’ my own
whisky. Very generous.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
(laughs)
Well, I’m feeling generous today.
And so is the Chief. In givin’ him
such a gift, ye’ve given him the
opportunity to be generous, and
therefore, powerful.

(then)
Sláinte mhath.

They drink for a beat, then:

SCOTCHEE CAMERON (cont'd)
Do ye miss Scotland very much, Mr.
Fraser?

JAMIE
Every day. But I have a good plot
of land here. Tenants and family.
And the mountains remind me enough
of home to keep the ache away.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
Away, but never gone.

JAMIE
No. And you?

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
I came here as a lad. Lived among
the Cherokee since I was fifteen.
I have wife and bonnie children,
but...

(wistful)
I dinna have Loch Linnhe. Or Ben
Nevis. So, aye, the ache remains.

As Bird continues to bestow the muskets...

37 EXT. WOODS NEAR CHEROKEE VILLAGE - MOMENTS LATER - DAY (D3) 37

Ian has sneaked away with a bottle of whisky, and is drinking alone, drowning his sorrows. Pacing, angry.

TIME CUT:

He finishes the bottle, holding it upside down to drain the dregs. He flings the bottle deep into the trees.

YOUNG IAN
Aaaaaghhh!

38 EXT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - NEAR FIRE PIT - LATER - DAY (D3) 38

The Feast of Guns has gotten to the good part. There’s much EATING and DRINKING. The Cherokee men who have received guns from Bird, show them off proudly.

Jamie and Scotchee watch the fun. They’ve had more whisky themselves and Scotchee is quite drunk.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
I must admit a weakness for the
amber inheritance of our ancestors.
One dram becomes two becomes three
becomes...

(faux confusion)
What’s after three?

JAMIE
(laughs)
Twelve. In yer case.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
I once was so besotted, among
friends, that I signed my name to a
treasonous paper denying parliament
the right to tax its colonies. I
dinna remember doing it, but there
was my name...

(amused with himself)
Dinna fash, I weaseled my way out
of it.

Scotchee laughs. The deeper he gets in his cups, the looser gets his tongue. He floats something to Jamie --

SCOTCHEE CAMERON (cont'd)
Listen. I’ve acquired land in
Tennessee, bought from the Overhill
Cherokee. Others are buyin’ as
well. I could fetch ye a good
deal, call it a favor for a fellow
Scot.

A beat of silence. Jamie is bothered by this.

JAMIE
‘Tis against the treaty, takin’
land so far west. The King made a
promise to the Indians, that we
wouldna settle beyond the treaty
line --

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
But if the Indians choose to sell,
then that’s a different matter, eh?
‘Tis inevitable, this push west.

Jamie doesn’t like this. Doesn’t want to get involved.

JAMIE
I’ve enough land. And I dinna wish
to involve myself in illegal
dealings. Neither should ye or
ye’re riskin’ yer neck.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
My neck’s been through worse. But
I am hoping to interest Chief Bird.
Trouble is, these damned Mohawk
came along. If they hear of it...
they’ll cause an uproar, and ruin
my deal.

Before Scotchee can say anything more --

CHEROKEE VOICES
Scotchee! Scotchee!

JAMIE
It seems ye’re wanted.

Scotchee stumbles away to join them. The Cherokee love him and consider him the life of the party. Jamie hangs back... He looks around at the Cherokee celebrating their guns, and he recalls Brianna’s words: It won’t be enough.

As he watches Scotchee holding court with the Cherokee, Chief Bird steps up to Jamie, flush with celebration.

CHIEF BIRD
I will fight with you, Bear-Killer.
Tell your king.

Jamie takes this in -- an answer to a question he asked long ago; an answer he dreaded. He doesn’t tell Bird that he (Jamie) won’t be fighting for the king.

JAMIE
Tsiskwa -- there is somethin’ I
wish to tell ye.

39 OMITTED (MOVED TO SCENE A3) 39

40 OMITTED (MOVED TO SCENE 38) 40

41 EXT. WOODS NEAR CHEROKEE VILLAGE - SAME TIME - DAY (D3) 41

Ian makes a drunken decision to do something rash. He unsheathes his knife and starts back to the village.

42 INT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - COUNCIL HOUSE - A FEW MOMENTS LATER - DAY (D3) 42

Jamie and Bird enter. They are alone here. A beat as Jamie searches for the right words...

JAMIE
The women in my family are...

(beat)
...those who see in dreams what is
to come.

Bird nods: this is something he believes is reasonable.

JAMIE (cont'd)
Both my wife and my daughter have
seen somethin’ concerning yer
people, though it grieves me to
tell ye.

(beat)
Some sixty years from this time,
yer people will be taken from their
lands, from the bones of their
ancestors, and removed to a new
place, far from here. Many will
die on this journey, so that the
path they tread will be called...

(finding the right phrase)
...the trail where they wept.

CHIEF BIRD
Who will do this?

JAMIE
It will be white men.

CHIEF BIRD
But I have promised loyalty.

JAMIE
It will not be King George’s men.

CHIEF BIRD
The French, then? Or the Spanish?

JAMIE
No. English who are no longer
English -- a man named Winfield
Scott, my daughter says. A
general.

CHIEF BIRD
It is good you have given us
weapons --

JAMIE
No. Twenty muskets against twenty
thousand -- it willna save ye.

43 EXT. WOODS NEAR CHEROKEE VILLAGE - SAME TIME - DAY (D3) 43

Knife in hand, Ian is closing in on the village. There is murder in his eyes. This isn’t going to be good.

44 INT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - COUNCIL HOUSE - SAME TIME - DAY (D3) 44

Back with Jamie and Bird.

CHIEF BIRD
Then what is the benefit of your
warning?

JAMIE
I cannot warn many. If I did, they
would think me a madman. But I can
warn you... that you should not go
to this new land; or fight. That
when the time comes, your people
must hide.

CHIEF BIRD
And by hiding, they will escape
what is to come?

JAMIE
I hope so. In the past, there was
a war my wife saw in her dream. We
couldna stop it, but some were kept
from fightin’ and did not die.

He’s doing for Bird what he did for his Lallybroch men.

JAMIE (cont'd)
If you pass the warnin’ on to yer
descendants, then perhaps they will
escape. And live.

Bird thinks about it.

CHIEF BIRD
Sixty years from now?

(Jamie nods)
I will tell my sons. And my son’s
sons. We will remember. But we
will also use the weapons.

He smiles slyly. Jamie has done all he can.

JAMIE
Whoever you fight with, be it King
George’s men or our enemies...
fight for yerselves.

Bird thinks about this for a moment. Nods. Then...

CHIEF BIRD
This wife you have -- did you pay a
great deal for her?

JAMIE
She cost me almost everythin’ I
had. But she was worth it.

Bird smiles. OFF Jamie...

45 EXT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - DAY (D3) 45

Ian marches through the village, much as he marched through Shadow Lake on his last day there. His target: Kaheroton. Ian wields his knife on the young Mohawk. Other Mohawk men, including Tehhonahtake, prepare to step in.

YOUNG IAN
You turned my wife against me and
stole her hand away --

TEHHONAHTAKE
No --

YOUNG IAN
Let’s hear that story around the
fire, shall we? How you saw one
man’s happiness, and wanted it for
yerself. Just as ye did before --
wi’ Father Alexandre.

In a flash, Kaheroton cuffs the knife out of Ian’s hand. Then he punches Ian. Ian returns a fist -- and a scrappy, ugly fight ensues, Ian unleashing two years’ worth of rage and heartache on the man he sees as his rival.

Jamie has been drawn to the melee, but before he can react, Scotchee grabs Kaheroton by the scalplock and tries to drag him -- with some difficulty -- away from Ian.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
That’s enough. We don’t need
trouble out of you. Your tradin’
is done. Pack and go.

And this could be where it ended, except: Scotchee is very drunk. Still holding Kaheroton by the hair, Scotchee gets Jamie’s attention, making a joke of it all --

SCOTCHEE CAMERON (cont'd)
Ho! Bear-Killer -- ye ken why
these lads have a scalplock, do ye?
It’s a taunt to their enemies.
Makes it harder to scalp ‘em --

JAMIE
Let him go now, aye? Ye’re drunk.

The other Mohawk men are tensed and ready to leap in and rescue their friend -- who feels utterly humiliated and completely disrespected.

Scotchee laughs and lets Kaheroton go. Puts his knife away, joke over. Kaheroton stares daggers of hate and offense. He takes up his WAR-CLUB. Scotchee scoffs.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
Put that down.

KAHEROTON
An apology first. You insulted me.

A beat of tense silence: it’s clear Scotchee has no intention of apologizing. But Kaheroton does not set down his club.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
If ye want to fight, we’ll do it my
way... The white man’s way.

Scotchee takes out his PISTOL --

SCOTCHEE CAMERON (cont'd)
Find yerself a pistol. And meet me
back here...

A DUEL. Scotchee smirks as Kaheroton realizes that though he has his war-club, tomahawk, bow and arrow... And though there are muskets and rifles aplenty (the guns Jamie’s brought), he has no pistol of his own.

JAMIE
Scotchee. Ye dinna mean that --

KAHEROTON
I accept.

Jamie wasn’t expecting that. As Kaheroton goes off in search of a pistol, Jamie approaches Scotchee seriously --

JAMIE
Ye’re better than this. Surely ye
are a friend to the Indians.

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
Not all o’ Indians are alike, Bear-
Killer. That bastard called me a
coward in front o’ my brethren.
The challenge has been laid down
and accepted.

OFF Ian, feeling responsible for this turn of events...

46 OMITTED 46

A47 OMITTED A47

B47 EXT. WOODS NEAR CHEROKEE VILLAGE - DAY (D3) B47

SOME TIME LATER, Kaheroton sits alone, working up courage. Ian approaches and offers him a pistol.

YOUNG IAN
‘Tis my uncle’s weapon, the finest
there is. Take it.

KAHEROTON
You would do this for me?

YOUNG IAN
It’s not for yer sake I offer it.
It’s for hers... Ye deserve a
fightin’ chance.

(re: Kaheroton’s war-club)
Trade me for it if ye must.

Kaheroton nods in appreciation, deeply moved. He trades his war-club to Ian for the pistol. Ian turns to go --

KAHEROTON
If I die... go to her. And to my
son.

Ian is gobsmacked. Here’s the chance he was looking for all along, though certainly not under these circumstances. Kaheroton removes a wampum bracelet from his wrist and hands it to Ian.

KAHEROTON (cont'd)
And give her this --

Ian glances down at his own wampum bracelet. Seeing how similar they are -- a token of Wahionhaweh’s affection. It stings. But it also makes Ian realize something -- perhaps Emily and Kaheroton really are in love.

KAHEROTON (cont'd)
She’ll know that I gave it to you.
That you didn’t take it from me.
That you helped me...

(off Ian)
Swear you’ll go to her. Care for
her. For them.

YOUNG IAN
(solemn)
I swear.

This seems to bring Kaheroton a modicum of peace.

C47 EXT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - DAY (D3) C47

With Chief Bird’s blessing, Jamie has, somewhat reluctantly, taken on the role of a referee of sorts, eager to ensure that this madness is conducted in as fair a way as possible.

Kaheroton and Scotchee stand back to back -- each armed with their respective pistols.

JAMIE
Gentlemen, can ye no’ be
reconciled? I urge ye both to
reconsider --

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
Over my dead body.

KAHEROTON
I will not reconsider.

JAMIE
Then step out the distance... stop
and wait for my command to fire.

(a beat)
One, two, three, four, five --

As Jamie counts, the two men follow his orders, until they are five paces apart. Scotchee stumbles a little, still a bit intoxicated. The men are not yet facing one another.

ON IAN... watching this terrible thing unfold.

JAMIE (cont'd)
Are ye ready? On the count of
three --

A tense beat.

JAMIE (cont'd)
One, two --

ON Scotchee as he turns EARLY! He’s about to fire before the command is given. Kaheroton, whose back is turned, doesn’t see this -- but Ian does. Ian flings the WAR-CLUB toward Scotchee, knocking the gun from his hand -- it FIRES randomly into the air --

The crowd looks on, aghast. Ian has saved Kaheroton’s life!

YOUNG IAN
(defending his actions)
He turned early!

Jamie has no choice now.

JAMIE
Kaheroton, ye may return fire at
will.

Furious -- and disgusted by Scotchee’s dishonest conduct -- Kaheroton walks towards Scotchee, murder in his eyes, his pistol trained on him all the while. Scotchee is terrified --

SCOTCHEE CAMERON
Don’t shoot. I’ll leave.

(desperate)
I’m a friend to the Indians, am I
not, Bear-Killer? Tell him. Never
let it be said that Scotchee Cameron
met his end over some whisky and a
comment made in jest...

Kaheroton still has the upper-hand; Jamie nods to him to let it lie. Finally, Kaheroton hands the gun to Jamie.

KAHEROTON
He has proven himself a coward.
Let him live with his shame.

Kaheroton turns to go back and join his comrades. The tension immediately dissipates -- even among Scotchee’s Overhill Cherokee, who honestly don’t want any trouble.

With a last look at Jamie, Scotchee slinks away.

ON Ian as he approaches Kaheroton, holding out the wampum bracelet --

YOUNG IAN
She made this for ye?

Ian can read Kaheroton’s expression, knows the answer is yes.

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
She chose you.

Kaheroton nods -- it doesn’t bring him pleasure to hurt Ian, but it’s the truth. Ian hands the bracelet to Kaheroton and walks away.

47 EXT. CHEROKEE VILLAGE - DAY (D4) 47

THE NEXT MORNING, Jamie and Ian are saying goodbye to the Snowbird Cherokee and Shadow Lake Mohawk. Ian speaks with Kaheroton. Jamie sits in the wagon, ready to drive.

YOUNG IAN
Protect her, and yer son, from men
like Scotchee. Men like me.

Ian knows he must choose finally to be a white man, come what may, and put the Mohawk part of him aside.

KAHEROTON
You are not like Scotchee,
Okwaho’rohtsi’ah.

YOUNG IAN
My name is Ian Murray.

KAHEROTON
You’ll always be Wolf’s Brother.

That means more than Ian can say. He turns and takes his horse’s reins. Jamie nods to Chief Bird... and they leave.

48 OMITTED (MOVED TO SCENE A36) 48

49 EXT. BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAINS - WOODS - LATE DAY (D4) 49

SERIES OF SHOTS:

A PERFECT LEAF on a tree. A BLOSSOM. A FLOWER. SEED HEADS of TALL GRASS bending in a wind.

Jamie and Ian are making camp near a stream, halfway home. Ian has been deep in thought. Jamie strikes one of Brianna’s WOODEN MATCHES to light a fire for cooking.

YOUNG IAN
My wee girl... She wasna baptized
or given a name... Christian or
Mohawk, but...

Jamie can see it in Ian’s eyes --

YOUNG IAN (cont'd)
To me, she was Iseabaìl.

(a faint smile)
Had it been a son, I would ha’ called
him James.

JAMIE
I would ha’ been honored.

YOUNG IAN
Is it my fault she’s gone? Is God
punishing me?

Jamie is taken aback. Is this what Ian has been carrying?

JAMIE
No, lad. Dinna think it. God
doesna punish. He is gracious and
merciful.

YOUNG IAN
If that’s true, then where is she?
I canna bear the thought that
Iseabaìl might be lost,
wanderin’...

(tormented)
I hear her sometimes, cryin’, in
the night. I canna help, I canna
find her!

He is weeping.

JAMIE
My daughter, Faith, was also lost.
I never held her either... I was
in the Bastille, though Claire
later showed me her grave...

It brings tears to his eyes.

JAMIE (cont'd)
I’d chosen to fight Black Jack
Randall in a duel, against my word
to Claire, a betrayal that --

(cannot go there)
I felt sure then that God was
punishin’ me for what I’d done.

He thinks for a moment.

JAMIE (cont'd)
But Claire taught me differently,
that what we did... what I did and
she did, we did for love. And love
is no’ a thing to punish.

YOUNG IAN
Then why is my daughter gone?

JAMIE
I dinna ken. Why did that she-wolf
cross yer path? Why did Rollo save
yer life by taking hers? What need
was there for her pups to die? For
Faith to die? Or Murtagh, or my
father? I dinna have an answer;
only... at the end of life is
death; and after death we come home
to the Lord; but how long the first
shall last... we canna say.

(beat)
Come, we’ll ask my daughter to look
for yours in Heaven. I ken she’ll
find her there...

Ian nods. As they start to pray...

50 EXT. BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAINS - WOODS - DAY (D5) 50

Ian and Jamie have broken camp. Ian stands alone by the stream. He takes something wrapped in cloth out of the shoulder bag he carries, unwraps the cloth to reveal...

The WOLF carved out of soapstone. The one Wahionhaweh made and gave to him.

He carries it to the riverbank and places the carved wolf into the shallow water, where the current washes over it gently. Then he rises and joins Jamie who is packing the horses.

YOUNG IAN
I thought I had to choose who to be
-- Wolf’s Brother or Ian Murray. I
know now I can be both.

JAMIE
I’ve been known by many names, lad.
Call yerself whatever ye wish. The
only thing that matters is who ye
are here.

Jamie taps Ian’s heart. And that finally brings Ian peace.

A51 INT. FRASER'S RIDGE - BIG HOUSE - DINING ROOM - DAY (D6) A51

A FEW DAYS LATER. Lizzie and KEZIAH BEARDSLEY are cleaning the fireplace. Keziah holds the dustpan while Lizzie sweeps in the ash and dead wood coals. No one else is around.

KEZIAH
What was it like?

LIZZIE
Like sleepin’, I suppose, but
without dreams. Then like waking
up... without ever knowin’ ye were
asleep.

(beat)
They put a few drops on the mask
and had me breathe it in, and then
it all went dark...

She closes Keziah’s eyes with a hand.

LIZZIE (cont'd)
...that quick.

KEZIAH
Was it fearsome?

LIZZIE
No.

KEZIAH
Ye’re no’ afraid of much, though,
are ye, Lizzie?

OFF the lad’s obvious admiration...

51 INT. FRASER'S RIDGE - BIG HOUSE - SURGERY - DUSK (N6) 51

Claire and Malva have had another lesson. Claire is writing in her medical journal. Malva is cleaning the microscope. She peeks over Claire’s shoulder.

MALVA CHRISTIE
What is it you write in your book?

CLAIRE
Mostly recipes for medicines. But
also my surgical notes --

Malva tries to get a better look, past Claire. Claire is amused by the young lady’s polite caution.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
You can look if you’d like.

Malva pages through... notations, lists, drawings. A drawing pasted on one page shows a BREECHED BIRTH; another page shows a drawing of a BLACKENED BIG TOE. Malva isn’t disturbed, but rather -- captivated. Claire watches, pleased by Malva’s interest.

MALVA CHRISTIE
Why do you write down things that
you’ve done? The recipes -- I see
how you might forget -- but why do
you draw these pictures and write
down how you took off a toe with
frost-rot and the like?

Claire embraces Malva’s curiosity as a teachable moment.

CLAIRE
All bodies are a little bit
different. But the most important
reason is so that others can learn
from what I’ve learned.

MALVA CHRISTIE
Like me?

The fondness these two have for each other is clear.

CLAIRE
Yes. You’re doing very well with
it by the way.

MALVA CHRISTIE
My brother doesn’t like it, but
then...

I’ll tell him I’ve had a look at
your wee book and there’s nothing
by way of spells in it.

CLAIRE
Spells? Is that what he thinks?

MALVA CHRISTIE
He warned me not to touch it, for
fear of ensorcellment.

Claire laughs. Malva smiles, hands the book back.

MALVA CHRISTIE (cont'd)
But I do find it enchanting --

CLAIRE
I’m glad.

She smiles, putting a kind hand on Malva’s shoulder, their bond deepening. Then she turns. Glancing out the open door, she sees Jamie returning in the wagon, driving toward the stables. She smiles, anticipating being with him.

Malva sees Claire’s look and understands, having recently learned that women actually enjoy sex. That’s all still a mystery to her... but one that intrigues.

CLAIRE (cont'd)
Malva? Would you mind staying to
straighten up...?

Malva agrees with a nod and Claire heads out the door.

52 INT. FRASER'S RIDGE - STABLES - MOMENTS LATER - DUSK (N6) 52

Jamie’s wagon horse is in its stall and Jamie is hanging tack in the TACK ROOM when Claire enters. He looks up at her, relieved to be home. She kisses him.

CLAIRE
You’re a day later than expected.
Was there trouble?

JAMIE
Only a slight delay. There were
Mohawk there... Men Ian kent.

CLAIRE
Oh. Did he tell you...?

JAMIE
Aye. He told me everythin’ that
happened to him. I dinna think I
have the strength to tell it now,
perhaps tomorrow...

CLAIRE
Of course.

JAMIE
He says he’ll always be Mohawk.
And he’ll always be Scottish. He’s
found a way to be both.

CLAIRE
That’s good, isn’t it? You seem
troubled by the thought --

JAMIE
I cannot be two things at once,
Claire. A rebel and loyalist. An
agent for the Crown and an enemy of
the King. It’s pullin’ me apart.

(pats the horse)
It’s time to change horses. I’ll
resign as Indian Agent; I’ll write
a letter tomorrow.

She leans her head into his chest for a moment... and realizes just how much she’s missed him.

CLAIRE
You know... the last time you came
home from the Cherokee, you could
hardly keep your hands off me...

JAMIE
Somehow I am a wee bit more tired
this time.

CLAIRE
Not too tired, I hope.

She begins to kiss him. He cannot resist her. Wanting him badly, Claire takes off his shirt. She starts to lower his trousers as he starts to unlace her bodice, kissing her. As they progress irrevocably toward passionate lovemaking...

CAMERA REVEALS... MALVA CHRISTIE is inside the stables with them, standing unseen in shadows. She watches them make love, eerily undeterred by this breach of their privacy.

END OF EPISODE