Claire: You tried to die on me, didn't you? That's why you had Roger and Ian bring you in here.
Jamie: It wouldn't have taken much effort. Not dying was harder.

Claire: How do you feel?
Jamie: I feel like a bowl of moldy cripe ... with maggots.
Claire: You'd laugh on your death bed, wouldn't you?

Roger: I wanted to wait to be sure you were fine before I, um, well, I'd like to point out that you are, in fact, alive.
Jamie: I didn't think you'd be one to gloat, professor.
Roger: I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity. I may never get another one.
Jamie: I want you to know you are no longer under any obligation to fulfill my dying wish.
Roger: I know. But I still want to go with you to Whiley's Landing. I want to be there when you meet Stephen Bonnet.

Jamie: If I go to hell, I'm glad you're coming with me.
Roger: [chuckles] Well, thank golly, you haven't lost your sense of humor.

Jamie: If I'm to die tonight, Roger Mac, promise me you'll look after Claire and the Ridge.
Roger: Nonsense, we don't have to worry about any of this because you're going to live. It's a dangerous path to go down; vengeance.
Jamie: Jocasta bequeathed River Run to your son. Bonnet has waged a war on us. We're defending our family, our beliefs. Those that come after us, wee Jamie, have reason to believe that Bonnet will try to claim your son as his own. He'll have witnesses from a tavern that Bree was willing to leave with him for a silver ring.

You know, Marsali and I try not to think about what we lack but what we have. You and I have a father and an uncle. We should be there for him when he needs us. That's all we can do.

Fergus

You know, there were times I felt guilty when I was younger for watching you and my father. I admired you so much, I ran away to Edinboro to be with you. But you're right. I do see how courageous my father was and is. I never thought I'd see the day I'd be ashamed of you, uncle.

Young Ian

Jamie: Roger Mac.
Roger: Do you need something?
Jamie: I wish to sleep in my own bed.
Roger: [sighs] Ferrying you about is becoming an everyday occurrence.

Lizzie: It's a good day for dying.
Claire: I hope you mean the cloth, Lizzie.
Brianna: It sounds so ominous.

Brianna: Nasty sting you got there. Want me to blow on it?
Roger: You are a sadist. Must get it from your father.
Jemmy: Shit! [giggles]
Brianna: Oh, that's his new word. Must have got that from his father.

It does make me feel better that you'll be here. Not so much as my physician, but to share it with me, as a, as my ma.

Marsali

You're an engineer, Bree, and whatever that is they call that here, you just have to find a way to be that.

Claire