Outlander
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Lizzie: Please, Mr. Fraser. Are we goin' to do it here in the stables?
Jamie: Christ was born in a manger. Twas good enough for Him.
Jamie: Since ye canna choose amongst yourselves, short straw weds her.
Jamie: After Wentworth, you found me in the dark. I let you into my mind and my soul. Let me do the same. Dinna lock me out. Let me join you. I canna do that when you put yourself to sleep. We have to face this together. Claire, dinna sentence yerself to crimes that no one is chargin' ye with. If you're selfish, let me be accused of the same crime. I dinna care about the right or wrong of it, so long as you are here wi' me. If it's a sin that you chose me, then I will go to the devil himself and bless him for temptin' you to it.
Claire [sobbing]: I would. I'd do it all again, and more, to be with you.
I'll see one of them wed to Lizzie or both Beardsleys dead at her feet.
Jamie
Jamie: You need to be wed. The sooner the better. Which one of them is it to be then, lass.
Lizzie: I canna, I dinna want to choose. I love them both.
Jamie: It's not a matter of who you love now. Ye've a child in yer belly. Nothin' matters but doin' right by it and doesna mean painting his mother as a whore.
Lizzie: I'm not a whore.
Jamie: I didna say ye were, but others will when wor gets around what ye've been up to, lass. Spreadin' yer legs for two men and wed to neither. Now wi' a bairn, and ye canna name its father.
Lizzie: I can name him. His name will be Beardsley. Ye dinna understand. They're one soul in two bodies.
Jamie: If ye care about the fate of that soul, ye'll have those two bodies standing before me, imminently. Now, where are they?
It's an unholy trinity, certainly. What can I say? The Lord works in mysterious ways.
Roger
Jamie: Christ, Sassenach. Ye hardly have any ass left at all.
Claire [chuckles]: Well, don't worry. That will grow back soon enough.
Nothing could ever make you less beautiful.
Roger
Jamie: I, uh, dinna suppose you'd think of wearing a cap. Only until it grows out a bit.
Claire [scoffs}: No, I don't suppose I will.
Jamie: Hm. Hmm.
Claire: Besides, I think Bree has done a lovely job evening it out. Still, should be good for a laugh, seeing the look on other people's faces as they catch sight of me.
Jamie: You're very beautiful, Sassenach. And I love you.
Claire: Well, in that case, I love you, too. And it will grow back, won't it?
Claire: I'm getting terribly tired of funerals.
Jamie: I'm sorry we havena found out what's causing the sickness, but we willna give up.
You look a bit like a ghost, Sassenach. Havena slept for days and hardly pause for food.
Jamie
Claire: You know, when we were in Paris and I lost Faith, during my fever, I saw birds, blue herons, and Master Raymond, he said, "Blue is the color of healing." But this time, I saw storm clouds and my heart. And a snake. And it was in this house.
Jamie: I can promise you, Sassenach, any snake that crosses our threshold will lose his head before he reaches that staircase. And you're well now, so it appears your wee blue birds were with you after all. You did try to die on me, did you no'? I'd be very angry with ye, Claire, if ye'd died and left me.
Claire: Well, I didn't, and I won't.
Claire: And how is William?
John: Nearly as tall as me, and he bests me at chess almost every game.
Jamie: Well, I hope to have the honor of playing with him one day.
John: Well, it's not only chess. He talks of politics like a politician, of history like a historian, and his knowledge of literature and the modern languages is, well, I hardly know where to begin.
