Jamie: Your special perfume. You wanted me, and I fell asleep without touchin' ya. I'm sorry Sassenach.
Claire: It's alright. You were tired.
Jamie: You could've raised me from the dead for this.

Claire: My God. He wrote with a ball point pen.
Ian: What's a ball point pen? Who or what are you?
Claire: Ian. I come from another time. I come from the future. Two hundred years from now.
Ian: I, I knew you were a fairy auntie.
Claire: I'm not a fairy.
Ian: Then, you, Roger, and Brianna; it's all of you.

Roger: Each strand of this rope is delicate and fragile, but braided together, it's strong and will hold us.
Bree: Let's hope so.

Brianna: Alright. I guess we need to figure out what we're going to tell people. We can't just go poof.
Roger: That's exactly what we will do, though, isn't it? If things go right.

Jamie: Do you really think they'll go then?
Claire: [nods] Brianna promised Roger. As soon as they knew if Jemmy could travel.

After your mother left me with you in her belly, I never thought I'd see you. But I kenned you were there. I'm a husband, and a father, and now, I'm a grandsire. And even though I may never see any of you again, you have made my life whole.

Jamie

Brianna? Was that mercy, or was it to make sure he's dead?

Roger

Bonnet: So the monster prevails.
Bree: Well, it depends on who you think is the monster -- the man hellbound on revenge of the whale, who is hunted.
Bonnet: The sea is a treacherous place where creatures prey upon one another. And the sea, herself is hungry for souls.
Bree: What does that mean?
Bonnet: A nightmare. The sea, it calls for me. Darkness closes in. I cannot move. No one comes. No one ever comes.
Bree: It's only a dream.
Bonnet: So you don't think any less of me for tellin' ya?
Bree: No. I could never think any less of you.

I want to do right by you and him -- to be a real father.

Bonnet

Bonnet: When we're at River Run, we'll have better servants to do this for us.
Bree: You mean slaves.
Bonnet: Is it the master of the house that's supposed to do it?

Bree: You can't make someone love you.
Bonnet: I've heard the expression 'learn to love.' Perhaps you could learn to love me for the sake of our son. I think I could learn to love you.

Bonnet: What I need is something I can't buy.
Bree: A moral compass?
Bonnet: To make sure our son knows what to do, to know how to get on in the world. You can show me how to be in your world and in his. Hm? Show me what to do. Hm? How to be a worthy gentleman. And no harm will come to ya.
Bree: Why do you want to be a gentleman?
Bonnet: You saw something in me. You were drawn to me. We were drawn to each other. That's why fate has brought us together again and again. To be parents to Jeremiah.
Bree: You know his name?