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.