Outlander
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Major McDonald: Wretched creatures. I always seem to suffer in their presence.
Ian: Indians?
Major McDonald: Cats; although, some Indians, as well.
Malva: Yesterday we were sayin' how remarkable it is that you're a physician, you being a lady. Weren't we, Allan?
Allan: Yeah. We were, particularly when others might accuse such women of witchcraft and the like.
Claire: Well, if I should need to sharpen my broomstick or my surgeon's knives, Mr. Christie, I'll come to you first.
Malva: He doesn't take the slightest bit of interest in the subject of healing, whereas I am eager to learn.
Claire: If you'd like to accompany me in the morning, my daughter Marsali is with child, and I'm going to examine her. You might find it interesting.
Allan: Malva has duties to attend to at home.
Claire: Well, perhaps another time.
Claire: Marsali, I have to ask for the sake of the baby. Where did those bruises come from? Did Fergus hurt you? It's no secret he's been drinking more than usual lately.
Marsali: It wasn't his fault. He did grab my arm only because I went after him with a ?? I am cursed with my mother's temper, and it got the better of me.
Claire: So he was defending himself?
Marsali: I was so tired of him, being gone, being drunk.
Claire: If only we could get to the bottom of what's been troubling him.
Marsali: I ken what's troubling him. He's ashamed, the fool. He's taken a notion that he should have been there to defend us from what happened with that bastard, Lionel.
Marsali: Fergus, I think I'm going to die.
Fergus: You only think you'll die. All women think it.
Marsali: That's because a great many of them do.
Fergus: Not you. I won't let you go.
Roger: Mrs. Wilson, do you not know that you stand before God?
Mrs. Wilson: As do you.
Roger: Aye, but I'm afraid you're closer. Your condition is temporary. You're still bound for eternity. It's best you compose your soul.
Take that look off your face.
Tom
A church in Tom Christie's hands can become a weapon of war.
Jamie
I just need a cup of tea. If I can find any. Bloody taxes.
Claire
The name Lucifer brings to mind the burning fires of hell. Are you going to use the phosphorous to light the fire?
Malva
Tom: Is there a schoolhouse on the ridge?
Roger: No, not yet. But we do intend to build one. For now, I've been teachin' the wee lad his letters.
Tom: As long as there's a church. A man must surely build a house for God before building a home for himself.
Roger: Aye, well, we don't have a church yet, either. But that sounds like something my father would have said. He was a minister. Of course, he was Presbyterian. My side of the family was Protestant.
Tom: I'm not Catholic. There were some of us at Ardsmuir who merely wanted Scotland's interests best served rather than the Pope's.
Jamie: Time to go now, Tom. It's not but a knick. I've had worse.
Claire: There.
Tom: Thank you. [to Jamie] At least it will be an honorable scar, won't it, McDou?
Jamie: [closes the door behind him] My God. He's a stiff-necked bastard.
Claire: Why on earth would he say that? Those are honorable scars.
Jamie: The flogging at Ardsmuir. He saw my back. Must have thought I'd done something to deserve them. And he didn't like me watching him sweat, I expect.
I'll do it. If it's between me and him, I canna let him do it. I'll be your Indian agent.
Jamie
