Outlander (2014) s04e04 Episode Script
Common Ground
1 - CLAIRE: Previously - Where will you go, nephew? We'll travel west.
Claire can practice her healing.
I can find work as a printer.
Marsali would not be well-suited to a long journey.
- (SOFT LAUGH) - FERGUS: She is with child.
I don't want you to live a half life.
I would lay the world at your feet, Claire but I have nothing to give you.
I've heard there were Indians that will cut yer heart from yer chest.
Some can be friendly, and some you'd do well to steer clear of.
(THUNDER CRACKLES) It's a silver filling.
He has to be someone like me.
- Will you marry me? - I'm not ready for this.
If you don't care enough to marry me, then I don't care enough to have you in my bed.
JAMIE: This must be the most beautiful land I've ever seen.
We'd have to accept Governor Tryon's offer.
- Do ye trust me, Claire? - Always.
WOMAN: Sing me a song Of a lass that is gone Say, could that lass Be I? Merry of soul She sailed on a day Over the sea To Skye Billow and breeze Islands and seas Mountains of rain and sun All that was good All that was fair All that was me Is gone Sing me a song Of a lass that is gone Say, could that lass Be I? Merry of soul She sailed on a day Over the sea To Skye (SOFT LAUGH) (FIREPLACE CRACKLING) Commendable decision on your part, Mr.
Fraser.
One I dinna make lightly, Your Excellency.
Of course, what with 10,000 acres of his Majesty's land at your disposal, a Herculean task lies before you.
A task I welcome, sir (SOFT LAUGH) A chart of your land.
And my secretary can make arrangements for Mistress Fraser to be accommodated here at Wilmington while she awaits establishment of your new home.
It's generous of you to consider her, Your Excellency, but, uh, she intends to accompany me to help build Fraser's Ridge.
Well then, as you wish.
May God grant you the fortitude to overcome the hardships you will undoubtedly face in the backcountry.
I assure you, sir, she has a great deal of fortitude.
She's a healer.
She's seen war and plague.
- Couldna do it without her.
- Mm.
You've found good men willing to settle there also? I have my best man in Wilmington putting out the word.
I would encourage you to, uh, take your time choosing settlers.
It's very difficult to distinguish friend from foe.
So-called "Regulators" are stirring up trouble in the Piedmont Pitting themselves against my tax collectors.
Brandy? - Aye.
- Mm.
Aye, there's talk in the taverns.
Mm, men of shallow understanding, who believe themselves the sovereign arbiters of right and wrong.
What is wrong is their disorderly conduct and their continued failure to pay their taxes.
Can yer sheriffs not discourage them from taking matters into their own hands? Well, I believe that they too are exacerbating matters.
Some have proven to be dishonest.
(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) The taxes are not reaching the treasurers.
I see.
I'm sorry to hear it.
It's not your sympathy I want, Mr.
Fraser.
I meant no I'm simply grateful.
I gather you have supped with princes and paupers.
I have, Your Excellency.
It's said that the Highlander has much in common with the Indian savage.
Do you think it so? Savagery can exist in many forms, Your Excellency.
I've witnessed it in both prince and pauper.
Given your own worldly wisdom, I'm sure you'll agree that those who live in defiance of His Majesty are no better than barbarians.
And often, the law is not efficient in containing them.
Aye.
Well, there is the law, and there is what is done.
I'm pleased we understand each other, Mr.
Fraser.
An agreement with a gentleman is worth its weight in gold, especially one who knows the world and its troubles.
Let's hope the world keeps its troubles to itself, Your Excellency.
I admire your spirit, Mr.
Fraser.
You're just the type of settler North Carolina needs.
(PANTS) That's the last of it.
- I'll take those, Auntie.
- Ah, thank you, Ian.
(SIGHS) Uh, could I buy some bread, cheese, salt pork to take with us, please? Aye.
I had a mind to prepare ye a basket of provisions, only the thought of it I can barely speak of a supper Without feeling as queasy as our time on the "Artemis.
" You'll have me singing, "Heave away, my Johnny, heave-a-way.
" (CHUCKLES) You should chew peppermint if you can find some.
And eat small meals often, even if you're not hungry.
Hm.
And what's the matter? (SOFT SIGH) I miss my mother.
I ken ye don't care for her and that there's bad blood betwixt ye, but with a bairn coming I wish she was here wi' me.
It's not unusual to want your mother now.
If there's anything I can do That's verra kind of ye.
And there is no other healer I'd want by my side if things were to go wrong Only, there's deliverin' a bairn, and then there's raisin' one.
Your mother did a fine job raising you and I'm sure you'll do just as well.
JAMIE: Hey, I dinna want any settlers who may cause trouble.
I'll be careful in my selection.
Find Highlanders, if you're able, and the men from Ardsmuir Prison.
They'll be hereabouts.
Bring as many as are willing.
I'll look for them, Milord.
I, uh, I trust things are well for you here.
- You have enough money? - Aye.
You must not worry yourself, Milord.
I've managed some work and with Marsali's sewing, we've enough for now.
Well then, the wagon is loaded.
(SOFT LAUGH) We will write to you the moment our bairn arrives.
YOUNG IAN: And we'll have a fine cabin waiting for you.
(SOFT CHUCKLE) The three of you can join us.
You have that faraway look in your eyes, Sassenach.
Ah, it's nothing.
I just Marsali She's so radiant with child.
She's almost the same age as Brianna.
Sometimes, I Well, I worry that it was wrong to leave her.
You know, I don't remember much about my mother.
But I know I missed her dearly when I had Bree.
And now, I won't be there for her.
Or a grandchild.
When I When I was without you, I held onto thoughts of your face, yer words, yer heart.
I clung to those memories when I didna want to stand and I was thankful for them when I could.
Our daughter will do the same.
(SOFT LAUGH) (ANTICIPATIVE WESTERN MUSIC) JAMIE: (SIGHS) You go on, Uncle Jamie.
I'll be fine.
Aye.
Dinna like heights that much, eh? I'll never tire of this view.
If this were a painting (SIGHS) People would say it wasn't real, that the artist had imagined it.
JAMIE: Well, we're near enough ye might speak with God Himself (CHUCKLES) And compliment Him on His brush strokes.
He has a certain touch.
YOUNG IAN: Where now, Auntie? It's another 100 yards that way.
And then we have to turn to the south again.
We must have placed 100 posts! (DOG PANTING) Well, this is ours.
Wondrous, is it not? "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
" Poem from yer time? It's a song called, "America.
" It has the same melody as "God Save Great George Our King.
" (SOFT CHUCKLE) Ye're telling me the Americans stole it from King George and made it their own? (LAUGHS) We did.
Ah (CHUCKLES) Heartily applaud it, then (CHUCKLES) - (SIGHS) - (GRUNTING) Sing it for me, Sassenach.
(LAUGHS) No.
When you sing, all proper and polite like ye're in church, I must confess it makes me wanna do indecent things.
- Like what? - Where to begin? (LAUGHS) Well, the beginning is always nice.
Well, maybe I'll press ye up against my YOUNG IAN: Uncle Jamie, come here! (SOFT BANJO MUSIC) JAMIE: They're witness trees.
Governor Tryon spoke of them.
They mark the farthest boundary of our land.
This will be a sign to all who pass that they're entering Fraser's Ridge.
(SOFT CHUCKLE) CLAIRE: Here.
- Oh, Christ.
- (LAUGHS) I wonder what animal left that.
Maybe a raccoon? Myers told me of such creatures.
It'd take a whole family of raccoons to produce that amount.
No, there are much more dangerous animals in North Carolina that could claim it.
- Wolves? - (SOFT LAUGH) Certainly none as friendly as Rollo.
(ROLLO WHINES) - (SIGHS) - Lions? (CHUCKLES) Try not to look so excited.
But yes, there are mountain lions.
Uh, they call them panthers in these parts.
And there are other wild animals bears.
Though it might be a bit late in the year for them.
They hibernate.
They bed down for winter and sleep until spring.
(BARKS) What's got yer hackles up? (BARKS) There's something behind us.
(TENSE MUSIC) (GROWLING) Claire, put the knife in my hand and get behind me.
What do they want, Uncle Jamie? Suppose we'll find out.
YOUNG IAN: They look like Cherokee.
The ones Myers dealt with seemed friendly.
- I'll go with ye.
- Dinna move a hair.
Both of ye, stay by the rifles.
(ROLLO WHINES) James Fraser.
I am James Fraser.
PETER: Why is it that grandmothers seem to be in the habit of dying just when my students have an essay on the poetry of the first World War to hand in? (CHUCKLES) Roger? Hm? Oh (SCOFFS) Sorry, Peter.
I'm a bit distracted and busy.
Well, old chap, if you foresee an opening in that chaotic diary of yours, then join us for a scotch and a smoke.
- Mm.
- PETER: Be like old times.
(STUDENTS CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY) (DOOR CLOSES) (CLOCK TICKING SOFTLY) (SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) ROGER: "Mount Helicon, now known as Grandfather Mountain" (GRUNTS) ROGER: "Settled in the 1770s by Highland Scots.
" (INDISTINCT CHATTER, GRUNTS) ROGER: "One nearby settlement called Fraser's Ridge provides yet another example of a Scottish name in the surrounding area.
" (TREE CREAKING) (CRASH) (ROUSING MUSIC) Good boy.
(BIRDS CHIRPING) "Fraser's Ridge"? Is that a cabin I see before me? It will be, aye.
Unless ye'd want to live under moss and grass the rest of yer days.
The front door, I presume? Aye, facing south (CHUCKLES) Catch the winter's sun.
(SIGHS) What will that be there? That will be a shed for meat.
We'll dig a shallow pit at the back, filled with embers to smoke what we can.
Then we'll make a rack for drying.
- Myers calls it "jerked" meat.
- (LAUGHS) We called it "jerky" in Boston and it's damned delicious.
(CHUCKLES) Ian tied our stores up.
What meat we have will be kept there, away from animals, till the shed's built.
(SIGHS) - What will this be? - Oh.
Well, this this will be your wee shed, Sassenach, for your herbs and physician's knives and such.
And when we have settlers, ye can bring patients here, if you wish.
- You've thought of everything.
- Mm.
Christ, the pole's crooked.
The shed will be too.
I canna have a crooked shed.
I hardly think the deer carcasses will mind.
(HAMMERING) - (ROLLO BARKING) - YOUNG IAN: Uncle Jamie! Uncle Jamie! They've returned.
Get behind me.
(FOREBODING MUSIC) (HORSE NEIGHS) (HORSEMEN GRUNTING) (SPEAKING CHEROKEE THREATENINGLY) (SOFT FOLK MUSIC) Oh, my God.
(SHAKY BREATH) (PHONE TRILLING) - Hello? - ROGER: Brianna? - Roger? - GAYLE: Who is it? ROGER: Is it too early? Did I wake ye? No, no, not at all.
I'm up.
Gayle and I were just gonna head to a rally in the Common.
(MOUTHS WORDS) (WHISPERS) Roger? (GASPS) Oh, my (LAUGHS SOFTLY) How, uh, how are you? Is everything okay? Aye, aye.
I'm well.
And you? Yeah.
Yeah, I'm good.
Just busy with school and all.
I was just thinking about you.
You were? Yeah.
Just Wondering if you had a nice holiday.
Actually, it's next week, but it's not really a holiday.
I'm just heading up to Inverness to get the last of the boxes from the house.
Fiona was kind enough to store them for me.
I, uh Brianna, I have some news about your mother.
- My mother? - ROGER: Aye.
Remember the wee book you gave me at the festival? Well, I was flipping through it, and I saw a line Uh, a-a single mention, really, about a place called Fraser's Ridge.
So I wrote to the author to find out more.
- And? - (SOFT CHUCKLE) Claire found Jamie.
They were reunited.
They lived in North Carolina, from about 1768 at a settlement called Fraser's Ridge.
It's not far from Mount Helicon, which is now called Grandfather Mountain.
The place where the festival was held? ROGER: Aye, the same mountain range.
- So they were early Americans? - Aye.
I have here in front of me a land grant showing Jamie received 10,000 acres from the Governor of North Carolina.
BRIANNA: You're kidding.
And a letter from a woman to her family in England which mentions a James Fraser and, quote, "his wife Claire, a healer.
" (SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) Bree? Are you are you there? I'm here.
I just Roger, I cannot tell you what this means to me.
Thank you for looking despite everything that happened.
Of course.
Well, I have essays to mark.
Yeah.
Good-bye, Brianna.
Good-bye.
(HORSE NICKERS) (FIRE CRACKLING GENTLY) (CRICKETS CHIRPING) CLAIRE: Maybe we could build somewhere else.
We do have 10,000 acres.
No.
This is the place Close to the stream where the earth is tillable and we're sheltered from the east wind.
Perhaps we should move further away from the shared border, then.
(GRUNTS SOFTLY) Something as small as a wee line on a map didna stop them today.
If they mean to be rid of us, they'll come no matter where we settle on this ridge.
And from what ye've told me, there are Indians all over these lands.
So, no matter where we settle, we'll have the same problem.
(SIGHS) You remember the skull I showed you The Indian I saw? I thought that perhaps he was the one who led us back to each other, guided us to this place.
What if it was a warning? He's someone like me Someone from the future.
What if he knows that something bad happens here? Ghost or not, Sassenach, I canna tell ye what it is for me to feel the rightness of this place.
Wasn't just yer ghost that brought us here.
(SIGHS) The mountain spoke to me.
Trouble is, I canna speak wi' this tribe, tell them I mean to honor the boundary lines, be a considerate neighbor.
Mm-hmm.
Perhaps you should make a gesture of goodwill.
Aye.
I'll speak with John Quincy Myers in the morning.
(DOG BARKING) - (WHISPERS) Shh.
- (BARKING CONTINUES) Rollo.
The Cherokee.
(BARKING CONTINUES) (TENSE MUSIC) (BARKING CONTINUES) Where are they? (EXHALES SHAKILY) They took our meat! They mean for us to starve.
(BRANCHES SNAPPING) Here.
It's Finley.
(HORSE WHIMPERING) Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
(HORSE GRUNTING) Uncle, look.
This isn't the Cherokee.
This is a bear.
MYERS: A bear a-roaming, eh? A fearful sight to behold if ever I saw one.
Doing more than roaming.
It nearly cost me a horse.
Come to think of it, the Cherokee did tell me they'd been visited by a Tskili Yona.
A what? Tskili Yona.
"Yona" is their word for bear, but "tskili," I'm less familiar with.
I gather it conjures a notion of "wickedness" or "evil.
" An evil spirit in the form of a bear, by my reckoning.
They believe it's a a monster? They certainly believe it's something more than a mere bear.
You'll take that meat since you lost your provisions.
I didna come for charity.
I came for counsel.
And I'll give you some.
Without food in your bellies, your minds will be empty too.
Huh.
Claire tells me it's verra tasty.
You'll come by food again soon enough.
Threats from Cherokee, however Well, that's a matter as requires more thought.
By returning your boundary posts to you yesterday, they've given you a message.
Hm.
They didna get all of them at least.
I was hoping to make them an offer, but I dinna ken what exactly.
Tobacco is always welcomed.
And you're in luck I obtained a goodly amount from your aunt.
I'll be happy to oblige you a portion of it.
I'll only take it if you allow me to repay you.
And I shall take it to them at once, but I dinna ken their customs.
How do you approach them? When you enter, if you want to greet them with respect, say, "Siyo ginali.
" Siyo ginali.
Though the Cherokee are restless just now.
I'm known to them.
Perhaps it's best I take the tobacco to them on your behalf.
Maybe you're right.
Thank you, John.
Truth be told, that bear may have been a stroke of fortune.
I'd put off building your cabin until this matter is resolved.
The Cherokee gave you a warning.
Next time they might not be so courteous.
YOUNG IAN: Uncle Jamie will be pleased.
It's a good catch Apart from the leviathan that tore through the net.
CLAIRE: You mended it yet? YOUNG IAN: Aye, almost.
- (GRUNTING) - Oh.
Good hand for it.
Well, it's akin to knitting.
Ma taught me well.
Ye've to be wary of yer stitches Too close together and ye'll soon run out of yarn.
Too far apart, and ye'll be walking around with holes where ye dinna want them.
(CHUCKLES) I never learned how to knit.
That canna be.
Everyone kens how to clickit.
I can sew a dress or a wound, but knitting is not something I was ever taught.
What'd ye do for winter stockings in Boston then? I bought them.
Everyone at Lallybroch knits from the time they can hold a needle.
- Even Jamie? - Aye.
Uncle Jamie knitted me a fine pair of stockings for my baptism.
I'd be happy to teach ye.
When I get my hands on a skein of wool, I'll have ye knitting in no time at all.
At the moment, I'd better get these ready to cook.
Aye.
I'll look in on Finley.
Do ye suppose the bear might still be roaming about? Uh, with any luck, he's gone back to sleep.
But be careful all the same.
Aye.
You too.
Come, Rollo.
(CLAPS HANDS) (HORSE NICKERS) (GUNSHOT) A shame we canna eat wood or we'd have our supper.
(LAUGHS) Well, fortunately, we've plenty of trout.
(CHUCKLES) Ye ken of easier ways of catching fish.
(LAUGHS) With that bear around, I thought I'd see if I remembered how to shoot.
JAMIE: Seems ye havena forgotten much.
Dinna think ye packed yer powder well enough.
(UPBEAT STRING MUSIC) I've always marveled how soldiers could do that in the heat of battle.
Aye, it's one thing when ye've all the time in the world (CHUCKLES) But when your enemy's charging at ye it's a different matter entirely.
(GUNSHOT) (WIND RUSTLING) (TENSE MUSIC) (HEAVY BREATHING) (ROLLO WHIMPERING) (BEAR GRUNTS) - (WHINES) - Uncle Jamie? (HEAVY THUD) (ROLLO BARKING) - I don't see it.
- Aye.
Maybe we scared it off? (ROLLO BARKING FURIOUSLY) (ROLLO WHIMPERING) Rollo? YOUNG IAN: What have ye got? That's human.
(MAN MOANING) Here! (GRUNTS) - Myers.
- What's he doing here? (PANTING, GRUNTING) (YELPS, GROANS) YOUNG IAN: The bear.
He's been mauled.
Tskili Yona (FOREBODING MUSIC) ADAWEHI: Tskili Yona (SPEAKS CHEROKEE) (SPEAKING CHEROKEE) Tskili Yona.
- YOUNG IAN: He looks so pale.
- (GRUNTS) CLAIRE: I need my medical kit.
We have to get him back to the shelter now! Tskili Yona.
Tskili Yona (SPEAKS CHEROKEE) He has severe muscle damage.
Ian, hold this.
Apply pressure.
(BEAR ROARS IN THE DISTANCE) - Where are you going? - It's still close.
You'll get yourself killed.
Well, if I don't go after it, it'll come back.
- I'll go with you.
- No.
Stay here and help your auntie.
You understand? Aye.
(DRUMS BEATING) (LOW GROWL) (BUSHES RUSTLING) (RATTLES HISSING) (GROWLING CONTINUES) (GUNSHOT) (OMINOUS MUSIC) CLAIRE: I'd have to tie off his blood vessels.
Hm? CLAIRE: He's been bitten.
Well, what is it? It wasn't a bear.
- (BUSHES RUSTLING) - (ROARING) - (SCREAMING) - (GRUNTS) - (DRUMS THUMPING) - (RATTLES HISSING) (BOTH GRUNTING, YELPING) (SNARLING) JAMIE: (SCREAMS) (SHOUTS) (GROANS) (WINCING) (RATTLE HISSES) (PANTING) (SOLEMN MUSIC) (PANTING, GRUNTING) (TENSE MUSIC) Siyo ginali.
You killed him? I did.
Tskili Yona.
Tskili Yona.
He's only a man not a monster.
Oftentimes, man is monster.
- You knew he was a man? - Yes.
He lived among us.
He was once a great warrior.
But no more? He harmed his woman one year ago.
He laid with her against her wishes.
That is not our way, so he was banished, to live alone in the woods with no Cherokee.
He did not accept this.
He returned to us again and again, but we would not see him.
So he went deep into the woods, and his mind was lost forever.
Took the form of a bear.
He became Tskili.
He came to us again this year Destroying shelters, stealing food, but we could not kill what was already dead to us.
Now there will be no more trouble from him.
And from you? Will there be trouble for me for my family? Death follows white men like the Great Spirit follows Aniyunwiya.
I'm not Tskili.
My family and I wish to live peacefully.
I give ye my word.
(BIRDS CHIRPING) Try to walk a bit every day.
It'll help keep your strength up.
I'll do whatever you say, Mistress.
I owe you my life.
We all do (CHUCKLES) I didn't wish for you to be digging a burying ground before building your cabin.
Ye're welcome to remain wi' us until ye're well.
Our chief, Nawohali.
(SPEAKING CHEROKEE) He prays that no more blood is spilled between us.
(SOFT FLUTE MUSIC) That is our wish as well.
Yona dihi.
"Yona dihi"? It means "bear killer.
" That is how you will be known to our people.
"Bear killer"? (LAUGHS SOFTLY) Join us.
- Please.
- I'm Giduhwa.
This is my husband's grandmother, Adawehi.
I'm Claire.
She had a dream about you.
(SPEAKING CHEROKEE) The moon was in the water, and you became a white raven.
You flew over the water and swallowed the moon.
The white raven flew back and laid an egg in the palm of her hand.
The egg split open, and there was a shining stone inside.
She knew this was great magic, that the stone could heal sickness.
She's a healer.
A very powerful healer.
My husband's grandmother says that you have medicine now, but you will have more.
When your hair is white like snow, you will have wisdom beyond time.
You must not be troubled.
Death is sent from the gods.
It will not be your fault.
(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) I'm not sure I understand.
Come.
(BIRDS CHIRPING SOFTLY) (CURTAINS BEING DRAWN) I think this is the last of them.
Thanks for storing them for me.
What do you think? (GIGGLES) It's very aye (SOFT LAUGH) So, have you spoken to her? For all of five minutes a week ago.
- FIONA: It's a start.
- (LAUGHS) First time since? Since my proposal, aye.
And? How did it go? Fine no, I'm not sure if she was happy to hear from me or if it was the news I'd found that her mother, um (CLEARS THROAT) Took a trip and found a lost love of hers.
You mean when she went back in time to find Jamie Fraser? Back in (EXHALES) What do you mean? These walls are no as thick as you think.
I heard ye in the study with Claire and Brianna, speaking of the legendary Highlander.
Granny was a caller at the stones.
She led the dances.
I ken all the stories of people disappearing.
So ye knew? All this time? Aye.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY) (CLICKS TONGUE) I suspected that it would take its toll on Brianna Parting from her mother.
Aye, she couldn't stop worrying about whether Claire found him, so I kept looking until I found some proof she had.
Brianna must have been thrilled.
Aye, she was.
I thought it might be a new beginning, or something, but then Ye havena heard from her.
At least she knows.
What? I wasna sure if I should show you.
Granny used to help the Reverend with his research.
I have some of her papers that I came across when Ernie and I were unpacking.
- ROGER: An obituary? - FIONA: Aye.
This ROGER: "It is with grief that the news is received of the deaths by fire of James Mackenzie Fraser and his wife in a conflagration that destroyed the home on the settlement of Fraser's Ridge.
" (SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) The date's smudged 21st of January, 1770-something.
They received the land in 1768.
So that means some time in the next 12 years, they die.
For all we know, they died two years after receiving their land.
They might not have lived to see it become America.
Brianna will be devastated.
I can't tell her.
But shouldn't she know the truth? Her mother's dead, Rog She's been dead, Fi, for over 200 years.
Brianna knows that much.
This This will just break her heart all over again.
Aye.
I supposed ye're right.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC) (WARM STRING MUSIC) (AXE THUNKING) (YELPS, LAUGHS) What are you doing? Carrying my wife over the threshold.
And this'll be the door, lined with hides to keep out the cold.
(SOFT LAUGH) Ah, and over here, we'll have a wee pantry and a hearth, where I'll perform a hearth blessing.
Perhaps you should start sooner rather than later.
We need all the help we can get.
Hm.
We'll build shelves for our books, have candles so we can read at night.
We could put a fine table in the middle for our dinners.
And over there will be our bed(CHUCKLES) Facing east so we can watch every sunrise.
(SIGHS) (SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) It's perfect.
(PHONE TRILLING) Hello? Hello, this is Roger Wakefield.
Um, may I speak with Brianna Randall? This is Gayle, her roommate.
Is this the Roger? Uh, it is I.
Is she at home? No, no, she's not.
She didn't tell you? Tell me what? GAYLE: She went to Scotland.
To Scotland? Why? To visit her mother.
How long ago? GAYLE: A couple of weeks ago.
Thought you two would've seen each other by now.
Roger? Hello? Um, thanks, Gayle.
I'll try her again.
(RECEIVER CLICKS)
Claire can practice her healing.
I can find work as a printer.
Marsali would not be well-suited to a long journey.
- (SOFT LAUGH) - FERGUS: She is with child.
I don't want you to live a half life.
I would lay the world at your feet, Claire but I have nothing to give you.
I've heard there were Indians that will cut yer heart from yer chest.
Some can be friendly, and some you'd do well to steer clear of.
(THUNDER CRACKLES) It's a silver filling.
He has to be someone like me.
- Will you marry me? - I'm not ready for this.
If you don't care enough to marry me, then I don't care enough to have you in my bed.
JAMIE: This must be the most beautiful land I've ever seen.
We'd have to accept Governor Tryon's offer.
- Do ye trust me, Claire? - Always.
WOMAN: Sing me a song Of a lass that is gone Say, could that lass Be I? Merry of soul She sailed on a day Over the sea To Skye Billow and breeze Islands and seas Mountains of rain and sun All that was good All that was fair All that was me Is gone Sing me a song Of a lass that is gone Say, could that lass Be I? Merry of soul She sailed on a day Over the sea To Skye (SOFT LAUGH) (FIREPLACE CRACKLING) Commendable decision on your part, Mr.
Fraser.
One I dinna make lightly, Your Excellency.
Of course, what with 10,000 acres of his Majesty's land at your disposal, a Herculean task lies before you.
A task I welcome, sir (SOFT LAUGH) A chart of your land.
And my secretary can make arrangements for Mistress Fraser to be accommodated here at Wilmington while she awaits establishment of your new home.
It's generous of you to consider her, Your Excellency, but, uh, she intends to accompany me to help build Fraser's Ridge.
Well then, as you wish.
May God grant you the fortitude to overcome the hardships you will undoubtedly face in the backcountry.
I assure you, sir, she has a great deal of fortitude.
She's a healer.
She's seen war and plague.
- Couldna do it without her.
- Mm.
You've found good men willing to settle there also? I have my best man in Wilmington putting out the word.
I would encourage you to, uh, take your time choosing settlers.
It's very difficult to distinguish friend from foe.
So-called "Regulators" are stirring up trouble in the Piedmont Pitting themselves against my tax collectors.
Brandy? - Aye.
- Mm.
Aye, there's talk in the taverns.
Mm, men of shallow understanding, who believe themselves the sovereign arbiters of right and wrong.
What is wrong is their disorderly conduct and their continued failure to pay their taxes.
Can yer sheriffs not discourage them from taking matters into their own hands? Well, I believe that they too are exacerbating matters.
Some have proven to be dishonest.
(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) The taxes are not reaching the treasurers.
I see.
I'm sorry to hear it.
It's not your sympathy I want, Mr.
Fraser.
I meant no I'm simply grateful.
I gather you have supped with princes and paupers.
I have, Your Excellency.
It's said that the Highlander has much in common with the Indian savage.
Do you think it so? Savagery can exist in many forms, Your Excellency.
I've witnessed it in both prince and pauper.
Given your own worldly wisdom, I'm sure you'll agree that those who live in defiance of His Majesty are no better than barbarians.
And often, the law is not efficient in containing them.
Aye.
Well, there is the law, and there is what is done.
I'm pleased we understand each other, Mr.
Fraser.
An agreement with a gentleman is worth its weight in gold, especially one who knows the world and its troubles.
Let's hope the world keeps its troubles to itself, Your Excellency.
I admire your spirit, Mr.
Fraser.
You're just the type of settler North Carolina needs.
(PANTS) That's the last of it.
- I'll take those, Auntie.
- Ah, thank you, Ian.
(SIGHS) Uh, could I buy some bread, cheese, salt pork to take with us, please? Aye.
I had a mind to prepare ye a basket of provisions, only the thought of it I can barely speak of a supper Without feeling as queasy as our time on the "Artemis.
" You'll have me singing, "Heave away, my Johnny, heave-a-way.
" (CHUCKLES) You should chew peppermint if you can find some.
And eat small meals often, even if you're not hungry.
Hm.
And what's the matter? (SOFT SIGH) I miss my mother.
I ken ye don't care for her and that there's bad blood betwixt ye, but with a bairn coming I wish she was here wi' me.
It's not unusual to want your mother now.
If there's anything I can do That's verra kind of ye.
And there is no other healer I'd want by my side if things were to go wrong Only, there's deliverin' a bairn, and then there's raisin' one.
Your mother did a fine job raising you and I'm sure you'll do just as well.
JAMIE: Hey, I dinna want any settlers who may cause trouble.
I'll be careful in my selection.
Find Highlanders, if you're able, and the men from Ardsmuir Prison.
They'll be hereabouts.
Bring as many as are willing.
I'll look for them, Milord.
I, uh, I trust things are well for you here.
- You have enough money? - Aye.
You must not worry yourself, Milord.
I've managed some work and with Marsali's sewing, we've enough for now.
Well then, the wagon is loaded.
(SOFT LAUGH) We will write to you the moment our bairn arrives.
YOUNG IAN: And we'll have a fine cabin waiting for you.
(SOFT CHUCKLE) The three of you can join us.
You have that faraway look in your eyes, Sassenach.
Ah, it's nothing.
I just Marsali She's so radiant with child.
She's almost the same age as Brianna.
Sometimes, I Well, I worry that it was wrong to leave her.
You know, I don't remember much about my mother.
But I know I missed her dearly when I had Bree.
And now, I won't be there for her.
Or a grandchild.
When I When I was without you, I held onto thoughts of your face, yer words, yer heart.
I clung to those memories when I didna want to stand and I was thankful for them when I could.
Our daughter will do the same.
(SOFT LAUGH) (ANTICIPATIVE WESTERN MUSIC) JAMIE: (SIGHS) You go on, Uncle Jamie.
I'll be fine.
Aye.
Dinna like heights that much, eh? I'll never tire of this view.
If this were a painting (SIGHS) People would say it wasn't real, that the artist had imagined it.
JAMIE: Well, we're near enough ye might speak with God Himself (CHUCKLES) And compliment Him on His brush strokes.
He has a certain touch.
YOUNG IAN: Where now, Auntie? It's another 100 yards that way.
And then we have to turn to the south again.
We must have placed 100 posts! (DOG PANTING) Well, this is ours.
Wondrous, is it not? "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
" Poem from yer time? It's a song called, "America.
" It has the same melody as "God Save Great George Our King.
" (SOFT CHUCKLE) Ye're telling me the Americans stole it from King George and made it their own? (LAUGHS) We did.
Ah (CHUCKLES) Heartily applaud it, then (CHUCKLES) - (SIGHS) - (GRUNTING) Sing it for me, Sassenach.
(LAUGHS) No.
When you sing, all proper and polite like ye're in church, I must confess it makes me wanna do indecent things.
- Like what? - Where to begin? (LAUGHS) Well, the beginning is always nice.
Well, maybe I'll press ye up against my YOUNG IAN: Uncle Jamie, come here! (SOFT BANJO MUSIC) JAMIE: They're witness trees.
Governor Tryon spoke of them.
They mark the farthest boundary of our land.
This will be a sign to all who pass that they're entering Fraser's Ridge.
(SOFT CHUCKLE) CLAIRE: Here.
- Oh, Christ.
- (LAUGHS) I wonder what animal left that.
Maybe a raccoon? Myers told me of such creatures.
It'd take a whole family of raccoons to produce that amount.
No, there are much more dangerous animals in North Carolina that could claim it.
- Wolves? - (SOFT LAUGH) Certainly none as friendly as Rollo.
(ROLLO WHINES) - (SIGHS) - Lions? (CHUCKLES) Try not to look so excited.
But yes, there are mountain lions.
Uh, they call them panthers in these parts.
And there are other wild animals bears.
Though it might be a bit late in the year for them.
They hibernate.
They bed down for winter and sleep until spring.
(BARKS) What's got yer hackles up? (BARKS) There's something behind us.
(TENSE MUSIC) (GROWLING) Claire, put the knife in my hand and get behind me.
What do they want, Uncle Jamie? Suppose we'll find out.
YOUNG IAN: They look like Cherokee.
The ones Myers dealt with seemed friendly.
- I'll go with ye.
- Dinna move a hair.
Both of ye, stay by the rifles.
(ROLLO WHINES) James Fraser.
I am James Fraser.
PETER: Why is it that grandmothers seem to be in the habit of dying just when my students have an essay on the poetry of the first World War to hand in? (CHUCKLES) Roger? Hm? Oh (SCOFFS) Sorry, Peter.
I'm a bit distracted and busy.
Well, old chap, if you foresee an opening in that chaotic diary of yours, then join us for a scotch and a smoke.
- Mm.
- PETER: Be like old times.
(STUDENTS CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY) (DOOR CLOSES) (CLOCK TICKING SOFTLY) (SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) ROGER: "Mount Helicon, now known as Grandfather Mountain" (GRUNTS) ROGER: "Settled in the 1770s by Highland Scots.
" (INDISTINCT CHATTER, GRUNTS) ROGER: "One nearby settlement called Fraser's Ridge provides yet another example of a Scottish name in the surrounding area.
" (TREE CREAKING) (CRASH) (ROUSING MUSIC) Good boy.
(BIRDS CHIRPING) "Fraser's Ridge"? Is that a cabin I see before me? It will be, aye.
Unless ye'd want to live under moss and grass the rest of yer days.
The front door, I presume? Aye, facing south (CHUCKLES) Catch the winter's sun.
(SIGHS) What will that be there? That will be a shed for meat.
We'll dig a shallow pit at the back, filled with embers to smoke what we can.
Then we'll make a rack for drying.
- Myers calls it "jerked" meat.
- (LAUGHS) We called it "jerky" in Boston and it's damned delicious.
(CHUCKLES) Ian tied our stores up.
What meat we have will be kept there, away from animals, till the shed's built.
(SIGHS) - What will this be? - Oh.
Well, this this will be your wee shed, Sassenach, for your herbs and physician's knives and such.
And when we have settlers, ye can bring patients here, if you wish.
- You've thought of everything.
- Mm.
Christ, the pole's crooked.
The shed will be too.
I canna have a crooked shed.
I hardly think the deer carcasses will mind.
(HAMMERING) - (ROLLO BARKING) - YOUNG IAN: Uncle Jamie! Uncle Jamie! They've returned.
Get behind me.
(FOREBODING MUSIC) (HORSE NEIGHS) (HORSEMEN GRUNTING) (SPEAKING CHEROKEE THREATENINGLY) (SOFT FOLK MUSIC) Oh, my God.
(SHAKY BREATH) (PHONE TRILLING) - Hello? - ROGER: Brianna? - Roger? - GAYLE: Who is it? ROGER: Is it too early? Did I wake ye? No, no, not at all.
I'm up.
Gayle and I were just gonna head to a rally in the Common.
(MOUTHS WORDS) (WHISPERS) Roger? (GASPS) Oh, my (LAUGHS SOFTLY) How, uh, how are you? Is everything okay? Aye, aye.
I'm well.
And you? Yeah.
Yeah, I'm good.
Just busy with school and all.
I was just thinking about you.
You were? Yeah.
Just Wondering if you had a nice holiday.
Actually, it's next week, but it's not really a holiday.
I'm just heading up to Inverness to get the last of the boxes from the house.
Fiona was kind enough to store them for me.
I, uh Brianna, I have some news about your mother.
- My mother? - ROGER: Aye.
Remember the wee book you gave me at the festival? Well, I was flipping through it, and I saw a line Uh, a-a single mention, really, about a place called Fraser's Ridge.
So I wrote to the author to find out more.
- And? - (SOFT CHUCKLE) Claire found Jamie.
They were reunited.
They lived in North Carolina, from about 1768 at a settlement called Fraser's Ridge.
It's not far from Mount Helicon, which is now called Grandfather Mountain.
The place where the festival was held? ROGER: Aye, the same mountain range.
- So they were early Americans? - Aye.
I have here in front of me a land grant showing Jamie received 10,000 acres from the Governor of North Carolina.
BRIANNA: You're kidding.
And a letter from a woman to her family in England which mentions a James Fraser and, quote, "his wife Claire, a healer.
" (SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) Bree? Are you are you there? I'm here.
I just Roger, I cannot tell you what this means to me.
Thank you for looking despite everything that happened.
Of course.
Well, I have essays to mark.
Yeah.
Good-bye, Brianna.
Good-bye.
(HORSE NICKERS) (FIRE CRACKLING GENTLY) (CRICKETS CHIRPING) CLAIRE: Maybe we could build somewhere else.
We do have 10,000 acres.
No.
This is the place Close to the stream where the earth is tillable and we're sheltered from the east wind.
Perhaps we should move further away from the shared border, then.
(GRUNTS SOFTLY) Something as small as a wee line on a map didna stop them today.
If they mean to be rid of us, they'll come no matter where we settle on this ridge.
And from what ye've told me, there are Indians all over these lands.
So, no matter where we settle, we'll have the same problem.
(SIGHS) You remember the skull I showed you The Indian I saw? I thought that perhaps he was the one who led us back to each other, guided us to this place.
What if it was a warning? He's someone like me Someone from the future.
What if he knows that something bad happens here? Ghost or not, Sassenach, I canna tell ye what it is for me to feel the rightness of this place.
Wasn't just yer ghost that brought us here.
(SIGHS) The mountain spoke to me.
Trouble is, I canna speak wi' this tribe, tell them I mean to honor the boundary lines, be a considerate neighbor.
Mm-hmm.
Perhaps you should make a gesture of goodwill.
Aye.
I'll speak with John Quincy Myers in the morning.
(DOG BARKING) - (WHISPERS) Shh.
- (BARKING CONTINUES) Rollo.
The Cherokee.
(BARKING CONTINUES) (TENSE MUSIC) (BARKING CONTINUES) Where are they? (EXHALES SHAKILY) They took our meat! They mean for us to starve.
(BRANCHES SNAPPING) Here.
It's Finley.
(HORSE WHIMPERING) Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
(HORSE GRUNTING) Uncle, look.
This isn't the Cherokee.
This is a bear.
MYERS: A bear a-roaming, eh? A fearful sight to behold if ever I saw one.
Doing more than roaming.
It nearly cost me a horse.
Come to think of it, the Cherokee did tell me they'd been visited by a Tskili Yona.
A what? Tskili Yona.
"Yona" is their word for bear, but "tskili," I'm less familiar with.
I gather it conjures a notion of "wickedness" or "evil.
" An evil spirit in the form of a bear, by my reckoning.
They believe it's a a monster? They certainly believe it's something more than a mere bear.
You'll take that meat since you lost your provisions.
I didna come for charity.
I came for counsel.
And I'll give you some.
Without food in your bellies, your minds will be empty too.
Huh.
Claire tells me it's verra tasty.
You'll come by food again soon enough.
Threats from Cherokee, however Well, that's a matter as requires more thought.
By returning your boundary posts to you yesterday, they've given you a message.
Hm.
They didna get all of them at least.
I was hoping to make them an offer, but I dinna ken what exactly.
Tobacco is always welcomed.
And you're in luck I obtained a goodly amount from your aunt.
I'll be happy to oblige you a portion of it.
I'll only take it if you allow me to repay you.
And I shall take it to them at once, but I dinna ken their customs.
How do you approach them? When you enter, if you want to greet them with respect, say, "Siyo ginali.
" Siyo ginali.
Though the Cherokee are restless just now.
I'm known to them.
Perhaps it's best I take the tobacco to them on your behalf.
Maybe you're right.
Thank you, John.
Truth be told, that bear may have been a stroke of fortune.
I'd put off building your cabin until this matter is resolved.
The Cherokee gave you a warning.
Next time they might not be so courteous.
YOUNG IAN: Uncle Jamie will be pleased.
It's a good catch Apart from the leviathan that tore through the net.
CLAIRE: You mended it yet? YOUNG IAN: Aye, almost.
- (GRUNTING) - Oh.
Good hand for it.
Well, it's akin to knitting.
Ma taught me well.
Ye've to be wary of yer stitches Too close together and ye'll soon run out of yarn.
Too far apart, and ye'll be walking around with holes where ye dinna want them.
(CHUCKLES) I never learned how to knit.
That canna be.
Everyone kens how to clickit.
I can sew a dress or a wound, but knitting is not something I was ever taught.
What'd ye do for winter stockings in Boston then? I bought them.
Everyone at Lallybroch knits from the time they can hold a needle.
- Even Jamie? - Aye.
Uncle Jamie knitted me a fine pair of stockings for my baptism.
I'd be happy to teach ye.
When I get my hands on a skein of wool, I'll have ye knitting in no time at all.
At the moment, I'd better get these ready to cook.
Aye.
I'll look in on Finley.
Do ye suppose the bear might still be roaming about? Uh, with any luck, he's gone back to sleep.
But be careful all the same.
Aye.
You too.
Come, Rollo.
(CLAPS HANDS) (HORSE NICKERS) (GUNSHOT) A shame we canna eat wood or we'd have our supper.
(LAUGHS) Well, fortunately, we've plenty of trout.
(CHUCKLES) Ye ken of easier ways of catching fish.
(LAUGHS) With that bear around, I thought I'd see if I remembered how to shoot.
JAMIE: Seems ye havena forgotten much.
Dinna think ye packed yer powder well enough.
(UPBEAT STRING MUSIC) I've always marveled how soldiers could do that in the heat of battle.
Aye, it's one thing when ye've all the time in the world (CHUCKLES) But when your enemy's charging at ye it's a different matter entirely.
(GUNSHOT) (WIND RUSTLING) (TENSE MUSIC) (HEAVY BREATHING) (ROLLO WHIMPERING) (BEAR GRUNTS) - (WHINES) - Uncle Jamie? (HEAVY THUD) (ROLLO BARKING) - I don't see it.
- Aye.
Maybe we scared it off? (ROLLO BARKING FURIOUSLY) (ROLLO WHIMPERING) Rollo? YOUNG IAN: What have ye got? That's human.
(MAN MOANING) Here! (GRUNTS) - Myers.
- What's he doing here? (PANTING, GRUNTING) (YELPS, GROANS) YOUNG IAN: The bear.
He's been mauled.
Tskili Yona (FOREBODING MUSIC) ADAWEHI: Tskili Yona (SPEAKS CHEROKEE) (SPEAKING CHEROKEE) Tskili Yona.
- YOUNG IAN: He looks so pale.
- (GRUNTS) CLAIRE: I need my medical kit.
We have to get him back to the shelter now! Tskili Yona.
Tskili Yona (SPEAKS CHEROKEE) He has severe muscle damage.
Ian, hold this.
Apply pressure.
(BEAR ROARS IN THE DISTANCE) - Where are you going? - It's still close.
You'll get yourself killed.
Well, if I don't go after it, it'll come back.
- I'll go with you.
- No.
Stay here and help your auntie.
You understand? Aye.
(DRUMS BEATING) (LOW GROWL) (BUSHES RUSTLING) (RATTLES HISSING) (GROWLING CONTINUES) (GUNSHOT) (OMINOUS MUSIC) CLAIRE: I'd have to tie off his blood vessels.
Hm? CLAIRE: He's been bitten.
Well, what is it? It wasn't a bear.
- (BUSHES RUSTLING) - (ROARING) - (SCREAMING) - (GRUNTS) - (DRUMS THUMPING) - (RATTLES HISSING) (BOTH GRUNTING, YELPING) (SNARLING) JAMIE: (SCREAMS) (SHOUTS) (GROANS) (WINCING) (RATTLE HISSES) (PANTING) (SOLEMN MUSIC) (PANTING, GRUNTING) (TENSE MUSIC) Siyo ginali.
You killed him? I did.
Tskili Yona.
Tskili Yona.
He's only a man not a monster.
Oftentimes, man is monster.
- You knew he was a man? - Yes.
He lived among us.
He was once a great warrior.
But no more? He harmed his woman one year ago.
He laid with her against her wishes.
That is not our way, so he was banished, to live alone in the woods with no Cherokee.
He did not accept this.
He returned to us again and again, but we would not see him.
So he went deep into the woods, and his mind was lost forever.
Took the form of a bear.
He became Tskili.
He came to us again this year Destroying shelters, stealing food, but we could not kill what was already dead to us.
Now there will be no more trouble from him.
And from you? Will there be trouble for me for my family? Death follows white men like the Great Spirit follows Aniyunwiya.
I'm not Tskili.
My family and I wish to live peacefully.
I give ye my word.
(BIRDS CHIRPING) Try to walk a bit every day.
It'll help keep your strength up.
I'll do whatever you say, Mistress.
I owe you my life.
We all do (CHUCKLES) I didn't wish for you to be digging a burying ground before building your cabin.
Ye're welcome to remain wi' us until ye're well.
Our chief, Nawohali.
(SPEAKING CHEROKEE) He prays that no more blood is spilled between us.
(SOFT FLUTE MUSIC) That is our wish as well.
Yona dihi.
"Yona dihi"? It means "bear killer.
" That is how you will be known to our people.
"Bear killer"? (LAUGHS SOFTLY) Join us.
- Please.
- I'm Giduhwa.
This is my husband's grandmother, Adawehi.
I'm Claire.
She had a dream about you.
(SPEAKING CHEROKEE) The moon was in the water, and you became a white raven.
You flew over the water and swallowed the moon.
The white raven flew back and laid an egg in the palm of her hand.
The egg split open, and there was a shining stone inside.
She knew this was great magic, that the stone could heal sickness.
She's a healer.
A very powerful healer.
My husband's grandmother says that you have medicine now, but you will have more.
When your hair is white like snow, you will have wisdom beyond time.
You must not be troubled.
Death is sent from the gods.
It will not be your fault.
(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) I'm not sure I understand.
Come.
(BIRDS CHIRPING SOFTLY) (CURTAINS BEING DRAWN) I think this is the last of them.
Thanks for storing them for me.
What do you think? (GIGGLES) It's very aye (SOFT LAUGH) So, have you spoken to her? For all of five minutes a week ago.
- FIONA: It's a start.
- (LAUGHS) First time since? Since my proposal, aye.
And? How did it go? Fine no, I'm not sure if she was happy to hear from me or if it was the news I'd found that her mother, um (CLEARS THROAT) Took a trip and found a lost love of hers.
You mean when she went back in time to find Jamie Fraser? Back in (EXHALES) What do you mean? These walls are no as thick as you think.
I heard ye in the study with Claire and Brianna, speaking of the legendary Highlander.
Granny was a caller at the stones.
She led the dances.
I ken all the stories of people disappearing.
So ye knew? All this time? Aye.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY) (CLICKS TONGUE) I suspected that it would take its toll on Brianna Parting from her mother.
Aye, she couldn't stop worrying about whether Claire found him, so I kept looking until I found some proof she had.
Brianna must have been thrilled.
Aye, she was.
I thought it might be a new beginning, or something, but then Ye havena heard from her.
At least she knows.
What? I wasna sure if I should show you.
Granny used to help the Reverend with his research.
I have some of her papers that I came across when Ernie and I were unpacking.
- ROGER: An obituary? - FIONA: Aye.
This ROGER: "It is with grief that the news is received of the deaths by fire of James Mackenzie Fraser and his wife in a conflagration that destroyed the home on the settlement of Fraser's Ridge.
" (SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) The date's smudged 21st of January, 1770-something.
They received the land in 1768.
So that means some time in the next 12 years, they die.
For all we know, they died two years after receiving their land.
They might not have lived to see it become America.
Brianna will be devastated.
I can't tell her.
But shouldn't she know the truth? Her mother's dead, Rog She's been dead, Fi, for over 200 years.
Brianna knows that much.
This This will just break her heart all over again.
Aye.
I supposed ye're right.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC) (WARM STRING MUSIC) (AXE THUNKING) (YELPS, LAUGHS) What are you doing? Carrying my wife over the threshold.
And this'll be the door, lined with hides to keep out the cold.
(SOFT LAUGH) Ah, and over here, we'll have a wee pantry and a hearth, where I'll perform a hearth blessing.
Perhaps you should start sooner rather than later.
We need all the help we can get.
Hm.
We'll build shelves for our books, have candles so we can read at night.
We could put a fine table in the middle for our dinners.
And over there will be our bed(CHUCKLES) Facing east so we can watch every sunrise.
(SIGHS) (SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC) It's perfect.
(PHONE TRILLING) Hello? Hello, this is Roger Wakefield.
Um, may I speak with Brianna Randall? This is Gayle, her roommate.
Is this the Roger? Uh, it is I.
Is she at home? No, no, she's not.
She didn't tell you? Tell me what? GAYLE: She went to Scotland.
To Scotland? Why? To visit her mother.
How long ago? GAYLE: A couple of weeks ago.
Thought you two would've seen each other by now.
Roger? Hello? Um, thanks, Gayle.
I'll try her again.
(RECEIVER CLICKS)