Father Fogden: Take care not to drink too quickly.
Claire: I know. I'm a doctor.
Father Fogden: A woman?
Claire: From the American colonies. It's more common there.

Elias: Is there a secret to it?
Claire: Secret?
Elias: Remaining so calm in the face of so much death.

Claire: Half the men on this fucking ship are dying of typhoid, and this bloody fool has almost drank himself to death on the alcohol I need to stop the goddamn fever from spreading! [pause as the men look stunned] I'm sorry, Mr. Pound. Didn't mean to offend your tender ears.
Elias: Oh, I've heard many such things before, madam, but not from a gentlewoman.

Jamie: What are you doing, lass?
Marsali: Just give him your word. And he'll set you free. You canna see what he's done for you, can ye?
Jamie: Raines?
Marsali: No, Fergus.
Jamie: What Fergus did, he did for you.
Marsali: If you believe that, you dinna deserve to be let out of here.

Fergus: Non. I love her, too, Milord, but --
Jamie: What good are you, you damn fool?

Jamie: I see I was right to withhold my blessing from you. Proves ye dinna ken what love is.
Fergus: You do not mean that, Milord. How could you say that?
Jamie: Because if you did, ye would move heaven and earth. You would risk arrest and death. Even hell. You would do it as easily as...the prick of a pin. Ye'd set me free from this cell to help me rescue the woman I love from her kidnappers. Until ye risk all, ye canna speak of love.

Mr. Overholt [haughtily]: But as I suppose, as we're only 250 leagues from Jamaica now, it can be done. How many casks will you require?
Claire: How many men would you like me to save?

Fergus: Milady will be safe, Milord. I'm sure of it. You told me it's impossible or her to get the disease, non?
Jamie: There's more than disease aboard that ship, lad. There are three hundred men.

I lost her once, Fergus. I canna lose her again.

Jamie

For the love of woman, I am come to a place where no woman is worthy of love, to a place where women are coarse and rank as bears, creatures of no grace. And these women disdain me as a yellow worm, so that even the lowest of whores will not lie with me!

Mr. Willoughby

Mr. Willoughby: I've been scribing the story of my life in China so that it will not be forgotten. A story told is a life lived.
Claire: Would you tell it to me?
Mr. Willoughby: Not yet. Once I tell it, I have to let it go.

Milord, you forget. I know your story. If you were forced to marry Milady, then I am forced to breathe. My heart, it is forced to beat.

Fergus

Outlander Season 3 Quotes

I'm glad you're awake. I did no want to say farewell while you snored and farted in your sleep.

Rupert [to Jamie]

Claire: I can manage, really.
Millie: Well of course you can manage my dear, but why should you when you can have help?