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Directed by: David Moore Written by: Luke Schelhaas First aired on November 19, 2017 Jamie (Sam Heughan) asks, "What dealings have you with the cook?" Fergus (Céesar Domboy) replies, "Rose hips, cloves, lavender and orange peel. It's a potpourri for Marsali. May surprise you, Milord, but our cabin is beginning to smell like the ship's bilge. I thought it might impress her." Jamie counters, "Why do I get the feeling it's me you're trying to impress?" Fergus questions, "Milord?" (DRAMATIC MUSIC) Second Mate Baxley (Russell Crous) notices the ship Claire is on is moving. "Oy! What..." Jamie sees it too. "The Porpoise, she's moving away." Baxley agrees. "Aye. They have hell's own journey ahead of 'em." Jamie is frantic! "They have my wife. Do we not follow? Topmen! Away aloft! Make sail!" Captain Raines (Richard Dillane) asserts his authority. "Belay that order!" Jamie says, "They've taken Claire." Captain Raines orders, "Set main sail only. Helm a-lee - and aim sou'-sou'west." Baxley replies, "Aye, Captain. Sou'-sou'west." Jamie argues, "That's not enough sail." Raines calmly reasons, "It's all the sail we can safely carry in this wind." Jamie is furious! "They're getting away, damn you!" Raines explains, "The Porpoise is carrying 100 sick, and more dying every day. Captain Leonard requires a surgeon for the duration and is making headway at full sail to ensure the shortest possible journey. He has promised to deliver her safely to us in Jamaica." Jamie is astounded, "And you agreed to this?" Raines continues, "He conveyed a message to me. When the captain of a seventy-four asks you for a surgeon, you give him a surgeon. I have more than your wife to think about, Mr. Fraser." Jamie is despirate, "My wife My wife!" His men draw arms. Raines orders Jamie, "Tell your men to scabbard their blades." Defeated Jamie complies, "Do as he says, lads. Just keep me in sight of her, man." Raines is firm. "We'll sail at our own pace, Mr. Fraser, and no faster than is safe. Mr. Warren, restrain Mr. Fraser and take him below." On the Porpoise, Claire (Caitriona Balfe) takes charge of the situation. "I need more room to house the infected men. Once this deck is clean, the sick can convalesce here." Seaman Jones (Gustav Gerdener) asks, "Where will the rest of us sleep, then?" Claire shrugs in response, "Everywhere else. We need to make use of every inch of space so that no man sleeps touching another one Sick or well. Every surface must be cleaned. Typhoid fever is spread by hands or or food contaminated by infected urine or feces." Jones concludes, "Then we'll all die, if you hadn't noticed. There's shite everywhere." Claire explains, "Thankfully, Mr. Jones, most of this is vomit. Now let's get to work." Jones balks. "Lady doctor giving me orders." Elias Pound (Albie Marber) asks, "What was that?" Jones backs down, "Nothing, sir." Pound sets him straight, "It's Captain's orders, Jones. You're to do as the doctor says and pay her every respect." Jones concedes, "Yes, sir." Claire continues with her instructions. "We need to get more air down here. It's foul. Thank you, Mr. Sullivan. You mustn't let any man pass in or out without first dipping his hands." Pound questions that, "Why do we dip our hands in grog?" Claire explains, "Because we don't have any pure alcohol. What did you just do?" noticing him putting his fingers in his mouth. Pound replies, "Just a taste of grog, madam. I couldn't see it going to waste." Claire explains, "The alcohol kills contaminants that spread the fever, Mr. Pound. By dipping your hands in the grog, you clean them. But by putting them in your mouth, you've fouled them again. Look, if you had the disease, you could easily spread it to another man by touching his food or or simply touching his hand. Look, please, dip them again." Claire in a voiceover expounds, "I had been on the Porpoise for less than a day. Surely no more than 50 miles separated me from Jamie. And yet, it felt nearly as far as the 200 years. Still, I was glad he was not here, knowing he would not have been safe from the typhoid raging through the ship." Pound presents to Claire a hat. "I've managed to secure you a hat, madam. The sun can be very unforgiving." "Thank you." Pound offers another idea. "Would it be helpful, madam, if we had someone as knew how to distill pure alcohol from rum?" Claire is impressed, "You catch on very quickly, Mr. Pound." Pound explains, "We have two men pressed into service out of the Old Tolbooth in Edinburgh Jailed for distilling illicit whisky. Shall I put them to work in building a still?" Claire agrees, "Well, I think you shall. Though it won't be a popular decision. I'll speak with the purser about putting the men on half rations of grog." Mr. Overholt (Matt Newman) states, "The men won't like it." Claire asks, "Well, would they prefer to die? That pomander of herbs won't stave off the fever, Mr. Overholt. But the alcohol just might." Overholt questions, "And what's to keep these two slags from drinking their production? " Claire suggests, "We can set a private of marines to guard them." Pound asserts his authority, "It's the Captain's orders. The doctor must get whatever she wants." Overholt isn't happy with this plan. "But I suppose, as we're only 250 leagues from Jamaica now, it can be done. How many casks will you require?" Claire replies, "How many men would you like me to save? Now, about the food..." Claire offers nourishment to an ailing sailor. "Should be able to keep this down. It's a pap of scalded goat's milk and pounded biscuit. Feel better, Mr. Owens. You can touch the sick if necessary, Mr. Pound. But when you're down here, you must never touch your face or your hair, even your clothes, not until you've washed your hands again." Pound agrees. "Yes, madam." Claire asks, "How old are you, Mr. Pound?" "14, madam." Claire continues, "What's your first name, if I may ask?" "Elias." Claire asks, "May I call you that?" Pound explains, "The Captain mightn't like it. 'Tisn't said in the navy, you know?" "Well, I shall be very navy in public. But if we're going to work together, then it's easier for me to call you by your name. How long have you been at sea, Elias?" Pound replies, "Uh, since I was seven, madam. My uncle's a commander on Triton, which allowed me a berth in her. I joined the Porpoise just for this voyage alone." Claire affirms, "You are a very impressive young man." Looking at a dead sailor, Elias Pound explains, "That's Jim Quigley, madam. He's a friend. We're from the same town. Seaman Jones adds, "Three more have come down with it, madam." Claire deals with the situation. "Can you put them over there? And if you can stay and help..." Jones agrees, "Yes, madam." Claire orders, "Give these men some water." Captain Thomas Leonard (Charlie Hiett) responds to Claire, "The surgeon's journal? Yes. Had it transferred when he died. It's just here. Claire states, "I need to know the first reported case of the disease." Captain Leonard looks through his records, "It would've been four weeks ago. Here, Ben Cole. Cole. Claire reads, "'Reported sick this morning. Headache, bellyache, dry cough, persistent fever.' Steven Cory, same. Two the next day MacMorrow, Enthwhistle, same symptoms, same" Claire asks, "This notation beside the names, - C-A-R-P, that's? Captain Leonard clarifies, "Carpenter's crew." Claire asks, "Did they mess in the same room? Captain, as I've explained, the disease is passed by hands and food. Where did they mess?" Captain Leonard answers her. "The carpenter's store on the orlop." Claire states, "Well, I need to speak to the surviving men who messed there." Captain Leonard agrees. "Aye. Their names will be here." Claire asks, "And what is this? DD?" Captain Leonard explains the notation, "Discharged dead, madam." Claire asks, "All of them?" Captain Leonard replies, "Yes. All but one. Joe Howard. Claire asks, "Well, he's he's sick now?" Captain Leonard answers, "No, he was never ill. He was reassigned, on account of the deaths. He works in the galley now with Mr. Cosworth, our cook. Joe Howard (Nathan Lynn) asserts, "I'm fine and dandy." Bernard Cosworth (Lawrence Joffe), the cook, states, "As you can plainly see, Howard has not been taken ill. How can he be the source of the disease?" Claire explains, "A man can still have the disease without showing any signs and still pass it to other men." Cosworth doesn't buy it. "She's speaking gibberish. She already has me dedicating all my pots to boiling water. We're on half rations of grog because we have to wash our hands in alcohol. And for what? Men are still dying." Claire continues, "Well, they're dying because the source of the disease is serving the food." Cosworth still resists, "Captain, I'll not give up my one remaining galley hand on account of a cursed woman's foolish notion." Claire states, "It's not foolish." Cosworth tries to convince the captain, "Captain, really? A man is either sick or well, as anyone can see." Captain Leonard backs Claire. "Just because it's beyond our comprehension, Cosworth, doesn't make it less voracious. We must believe her. Master-at-arms? Take this man into custody." Joe Howard is surprised. "What have I done?" Captain Leonard explains to him, "It's not to punish you, Howard, only to keep the men safe." Then he addresses Claire, "You'd better be right about this, Mistress Fraser." Hogan (Nic Rasenti) takes Fergus to visit Jamie in the brig and tells Fergus, "Five minutes." Jamie is vomiting. Fergus asks, "How are you, Milord? It's very close in there, no?" Jamie groans and explains, "I'm well acquainted with the inside of a cell, Fergus. Though not a floating one." Fergus tries to reassure him. "Milady will be safe, Milord. I'm sure of it. You told me it's impossible for her to get the disease, no?" Jamie explains why he is so worried for her. "There's more than disease aboard that ship, lad. There are 300 men. I lost her once, Fergus. Canna lose her again. Get me the keys." Fergus is surprised by that. "The keys, Milord?" Jamie continues, "Have you forgotten you're a pickpocket? Get the keys from Raines, set me free. We'll take the ship. Make all sail. Fergus is shocked and alarmed. "Mutiny? It can't work, Milord. The crew they're not yours. They will not follow you." Jamie disagrees. He's despirate. "Some will. Dumez and Girard have long been in Jared's service. We'll have Willoughby, and Lesley, Hayes." Fergus tries to reason with him. "Seven against 20 We'll lose." Jamie counters, "Convince more. Manzetti will come our way. Others, too." Fergus continues to try to dissuade him. "But the Porpoise is a day ahead of us. We cannot catch them." Jamie persists. "Then we'll abandon Jared's wine. An empty ship runs faster. We'll catch the Porpoise" Fergus asks, "And then what?" Jamie answers, "I dinna ken yet. I'll get to that matter when we catch them." Fergus understands but can't agree. "No. I love her, too, Milord, but ..." Jamie is distraught. "What good are you, you damn fool? I see I was right to withhold my blessing from you. Proves ye dinna ken what love is." Fergus is crushed. "You do not mean that, Milord. How could you say that?" Jamie explains. "Because if ye did, ye would move Heaven and Earth. You would risk arrest and death. Even hell. You would do it as easily as 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. Get me those keys. Help me break free, and I will give you my blessing to marry Marsali." The Sailmaker (Godfrey Johnson) explains to Claire as he's stitching up the shroud covering the dead preparing them for burial at sea. "The last stitch must go through his nose, madam, to be sure he's dead. 'Tis always done by a friend." The Sailmaker addresses the crew, "Ship's company, off hats." Captain Leonard leads the service, "In the midst of life, we are in death. Of whom may we seek for succor, but of thee, O Lord, whom for our sins art justly displeased? Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of our hearts. Shut not thy merciful ears to our prayer, but spare us, Lord, most holy, O God most mighty. Suffer us not, at our last hour, for any pains of death, to fall from thee. Therefore, in the sure and certain hope of resurrection to eternal life, we commend to Almighty God our shipmates, and we commit their bodies to the deep." The Sailmaker, "Present arms! Ready." Captain Leonard continues, "Fire! Our Father, which art in Heaven, The men all join the prayer, "Hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven. They will be done. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, for Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever. Amen." Bernard Cosworth states, "Eleven dead. That's more than yesterday. More than the day before that. What are you doing about it? Boiling water and washing hands. There'd better be fewer in the days to come is what I say Doctor. Elias Pound takes over. "As you were, Mr. Cosworth. The cook's always been a disagreeable man. Is there a secret to it? Claire asks, "Secret?" Elias continues his question. "Remaining so calm in the face of so much death." Claire gets what he's asking, "There is, actually. In fact, there's a word for it 'compartmentalizing.' It means separating certain areas of your life so So you can do your work. If you let yourself be affected by every death, you'd never save a life. Then again, Jim Quigley was not my friend." Elias replies. "I think I see." Claire informs him gently, "This won't be the last burial at sea for the Porpoise, Elias. But with any luck, we'll get through it." Elias gives his take, "Begging your pardon, madam, but after three days of watching you at your work, I do not think much of it will come down to luck. But if it is to be luck, then you should have this. My own mother gave it to me as a boy before I left on Triton. 'Luck and health,' she said. Well, that is what we need." "Thank you, Elias. When was the last time you saw your mother?" "Oh, she's dead, madam. May God rest her spirit." Seaman Jones interrupts. "Begging your pardon, madam. Another man's been taken ill. It's Mistress Johansen's husband." Claire asks, "Mistress Johansen?" Elias answers, "The lady that tends to the goats and provides milk for the men." Claire orders, "Right. Take me to him." Goats are bleating. Annekje Johansen (Chanelle de Jager) states distraughtly, "No breathing." Claire listens to his chest. "Yeah, he is. It's just very slow. He's as cold as ice. It's not fever. When did the symptom - Of all the stupid, foolish..." Elias asks, "Madam?" Claire responds, "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. I'm sorry, Mr. Pound. Didn't mean to offend your tender ears." Elias reassures her. "Oh, I've heard many such things before, madam, but not from a gentlewoman." Claire corrects him. "I'm not a gentlewoman, Mr. Pound." Addressing the man's wife, she continues, "Mistress Johansen, do you speak English?" Annekje answers in her heavy accent, "Little." Claire gives her diagnosis: "Your husband has alcohol poisoning. He will be fine." Annekje asks, "He will wake up, yes?" Claire nods her head in the affirmative. "Ah." Claire orders, "Mr. Pound, stay with Corporal Johansen. Keep him on his side. Make sure he doesn't choke on his own vomit." "Yes, madam." Claire continues, "Mistress Johansen" "Annekje. My name." "Annekje thank you for all the work you're doing with the goat's milk. It's keeping the men alive." "I keep do?" "Yes. Please. Keep do." Seaman Jones explains, "Godsokers, Mistress Fraser. Seamen will drink almost anything Spoiled plum brandy, peaches mashed in an empty boot left to ferment. Well, I've even known a seaman, slept with his head in an empty rum..." Claire sees a flag and remembers Jared Fraser saying, "The harbormaster had record of only one three-masted frigate sailing under a Portuguese flag The Bruja." She asks, "Mr. Jones? Is that a Portuguese flag?" "Aye." "Where did that come from?" "Well, two weeks ago, we boarded a Portuguese frigate in search of a surgeon." Claire probes, "What was the name of the ship? Was it the Bruja?" "I wouldn't know. Uh, Captain would remember, though, I wager." Claire goes in search of answers about the flag, and knocks on Captain Leonard's door... "Captain Leonard? Captain?" Nobody is there so she roots through his logs and reads, "Portuguese frigate The Cacador. Damn it. Jamie." She reads, "Harry Tompkins, able seaman, tells me Alexander Malcolm, wanted seditioner, was seen on board the Artemis. I've deduced that he means the man I met, Jamie Fraser, obviously going by an alias." The door opens with Cosworth saying, "Captain Leonard". Ne notices Claire. Claire tries to cover her snooping. "Mr. Cosworth, I was looking for the captain." Cosworth surmises, "And not finding him, entered notwithstanding." Claire confesses, "Yes. Pardon me." He accuses, "You trespass, madam." She counters, "By all appearances, so do you." He explains, "No. I've come to fetch Captain Leonard's pipe at his request." Claire says, "Well, then he'll be expecting you." Cosworth is blunt. "I don't like you, madam." The feeling is mutual. "And I don't trust you either." Cosworth presses his advantage, "I have the captain's best interests. And I'll know why you're here." So Claire presses hers as well, "Well, you may have his interest, but I have his trust. And what do you think will happen if I tell him you tried to violate me on his dining table?" He's agast! "I did no such thing." "And who do you think he'll believe? Oh, he'll have you arrested so quick, your head'll spin. Now get out of my way or I will scream." Claire states in voiceover: "The cook and his suspicions were the least of my worries. Someone on this ship had recognized Jamie. I had to find this Harry Tompkins." Meanwhile on the Artemis Marsali (Lauren Lyle) and Fergus are talking... Marsali asks Fergus, "He'll allow us to marry?" "If I break him loose and help him take the ship, then, yes." Marsali is practical. "And if ye fail?" Fergus is honest about their chances. "Then I will join Milord in chains. It's a risk, mon coeur. But one I'm willing to take to be with you." "Ye risk not being wi' me at all. I'll be left alone on this vessel, wi' no one to protect me." She starts kissing him and even though he's surprised, he's game. But then he stops her. "No, no. No, I'm sorry. We ca we can't." Marsali isn't ready to give up. "Daddy's locked up belowdecks, and that woman of his is on some other ship. No one is keeping an eye on us, if ye hadn't noticed. And with you about to risk yer life, now may be our only chance." Fergus tries to reason with her. "Mm. We must wait until we're married. I've promised Milord. There's true hope for us now." Marsali accepts defeat. "Ye're just like him, you know? Stubborn. Once ye give yer word, ye'll never break it." Elias informs Claire, "Mistress Johansen's husband is improving." "Good. Have you slept yet? You know, you can sit down. It is all right. Elias do you know a sailor on board named Harry Tompkins?" "No. But then I wouldn't know every name. We were 400 strong when we began." "I see. Thank you." Elias tells her, "Four new cases today. I should've thought finding a carrier would've ended it." Claire explains. "Well, there is the incubation period to consider Madam? The reason I asked about Tompkins he may be a second carrier." Elias asks, "Should I inform the captain?" "No. I don't want to stir up trouble like we had with Howard in the galley. But if you could get word out to the crew that I need to see this Tompkins right away. Just don't tell them what for just yet." "Of course." Thank you. And then get some sleep. Claire overhears men talking with Captain Raines... "I don't trust him, Captain, even locked up. Don't forget, his men were the cause - of all that bad luck we had." "That's the truth." Second Mate Baxley asks, "Where is he now?" Someone replies, "In the galley store." Baxley asks, "Will you set him free?" Captain Raines replies, "I will not." Manzetti (Cameron Robertson) chuckles and observes "The supercargo is cargo himself now." They laugh. Someone states, "He's lucky we didn't toss him overboard." Hogan notes, "The Frenchie still wanders free." Manzettie says, "Who? The cripple? He's no trouble. No trouble, no." Someone else crudely states, "I wouldn't mind a taste of his wee lassie." And another man says, "And I bet she's no virgin." Someone else boasts, "Not by the time I'm done with her." They all laugh. Then Hogan states, "Lassies is bad luck on ships." Captain Raines cuts them off. "That's enough of that. Back to work." Men are clamoring, and someone says, "Please, McGregor, I've told you told you! - Get him in! - Ah!" More struggles, then they present someone to Claire, "Down there." Seaman Jones says, "Your Harry Tompkins, madam." Elias Pound explains to her, "I ordered them not to beat him, Mistress Fraser, but he tried to hide." Tompkins (Ian Reddington) states, "As I've naught to do with this bloody fever." Claire takes over. "Thank you, gentlemen. You can go. You too, Pound. You're asleep on your feet. Go get some rest." They exit and the door closes. They Claire addresses Tompkins. "Right, Mr. Tompkins." He chimes in. "I know who you are, Mistress. I saw Mr. Malcolm from the boat when I rowed the captain over. You're his wife." "Yes. I am. Now you're going to tell me exactly what you know about my husband." "Or what? You'll cut off me arm? Go on, then. In fact, kill me. I'll thank you for it. After the month I've had, I'll be more than glad to see the inside of a casket. Three months ago, I had both feet on land, working for His Majesty's Excise for Sir Percival Turner. I followed a lad to Mr. Malcolm's print shop, and I uncover a treasonous plot, don't I? Only the little shite throws hot lead in me face, and I'm nearly burned alive. I make it out of there scarred for life. And I inform Sir Percival o' the matter. I reckon I'm fit to be promoted. Instead, I'm pressed into service on a ship full o' disease. So go ahead, yeah? Here's me neck. Put me out of me misery!" Claire counters, "Well, maybe I will. My husband can't get arrested on the captain's words alone nor Sir Percival's." "Oh. They have your husband now, madam, and warrants for his arrest for murder and high treason." Claire is surprised. "Murder?" Tompkins continues, "Guess what we found the day before the press gang got me? In a cask of creme de menthe it were." "My husband did not kill that man." "The warrants say otherwise. I've told the captain. He'll write a report as soon as we land in Jamaica." Claire says confidently, "Well, I'll talk him out of it." Tompkins shoots that down. "Captain Leonard's an ambitious man. He wants the admiral to give him command of his own ship, you see. Little chance, o' course. But if he brings in a wanted seditioner, mm, it just might. I'll wager he'll not be talked out of that. The authorities'll be waitin' for your husband when he comes to fetch you in Kingston. And then he'll be hanged. They throw Tompkins into a cell near Joe Howard. Tompkins grunts, "Ahh!" Claire says to everyone in the room, "He's the second source of the fever." Then quietly warns Tompkins, "Ah! You know, I wouldn't get too close to Howard if I were you, not unless you want to catch the disease. He actually is the source." (TENSE STRING MUSIC) (GOATS BLEATING, CHICKENS CLUCKING) Down in the hold with the goats, Claire addresses Annekje, "I hear your husband is doing much better." "Ja. Thank you. Cheese. Goat." "Thank you. Smells delicious." Annekje asks, "Oh. Oh, what sad you?" Claire answers. "No, I'm I'm all right. It's just It's my husband. I'm afraid he's going to be in trouble when he arrives in Jamaica, and I've no way to warn him. In fact, I think they're going to try and use me as bait. I don't know what to do." Annekje chuckles and offers, "Oh, I help." "That's very kind, but I'm not sure how you could." "My goats needs grass." "Not sure I know what you mean." "My goats needs grass, so..." She laughs. Claire is starting to catch her drift. Well, thank you." Fergus visits Jamie again in the hold. "Fergus. Ah, did you bring the keys?" "I do not have them." "You could not get them." "I didn't try." Jamie is astounded. "What in the name of Holy God do you mean?" Fergus tries to explain. "You haven't been on deck, Milord. You haven't seen the looks or heard the talk of the men. If I free you and we don't succeed they'll throw us both into the sea." Jamie's stubborn if nothing else. "We will succeed." But so is Fergus. "We will not. They will kill us, and Marsali will be alone. I will not leave her alone. And I won't send you to your death. I know you won't give us your blessing now, but You asked me if I would move Heaven and Earth for the woman I love, and I will even if it means I cannot marry her. I do this for you as well, Milord." "Fergus. Fergus." Fergus states sadly, "Perhaps I love too much." "Fergus! Fergus!" Seaman Jones observes, "Pleasant sound, isn't it?" "Aye. No moans nor groans for three days now. No one begging Christ's mercy for a quick death, just sleeping men. We're over the worst of it now. The crew are singing on deck. "Of all the girls in the town The red, the black, the fair, the brown That dance and prance it up and down There's none like Nancy Dawson Her easy mien, her shape so neat She foots, she trips, she looks so sweet Her every motion's so complete I die for Nancy Dawson Look how she comes to give surprise With joy and pleasure in her eyes To give delight, she always tries So means my Nancy Dawson For there no task to obstruct the way No shutter old, no house so gay..." The singing fades. Claire sees Elias laying down, obviously very sick. "Elias?" Elias is dazed. "Mother?" Claire tries to comfort him. "Yes, Elias. It's Mother. It's time for you to come home now. Shh. Your mother would be so proud." The Sailmaker is stitching up Elias Pound's shroud preparing him for burial at sea. He states what she already knows, "It should be done by a friend." Claire is sad, talking to Captain Leonard. "I missed the signs. I Thought he was simply tired." "Your efforts have been heroic. There has been only one death today, sad as it may be and not one new case. We had three of each yesterday. More the day before." Claire is dejected. "Doesn't matter. Purser tells me we're almost out of drinking water. The sick simply can't survive without constant liquids Saying nothing of the healthy." "You will do your best. And so shall I. And together, we'll reach Jamaica safely. I'm sorry for your loss, Mistress Fraser. And I am grateful." Seaman Jones joines them. "Mistress Fraser? - Mistress Fraser." Claire asks, "What is it?" He replies, "They've caught a whiff. Land. You can always smell it before you see it." Claire asks, "Jamaica?" "No, madam. But we'll reach the Grand Turk in the forenoon tomorrow. We'll have water for the men." Annekje adds with meaning, "And grass for mine goats." Claire states in voiceover, "I realized in that moment what Annekje had meant. Seaman Jones says, "Come on." Claire continues in voiceover, "She could indeed help me escape and find Jamie. And now I understood how. We were under quarantine and would therefore anchor on the unpopulated side of Grand Turk Island. Annekje had a plan. Her goats needed grass. As their milk was the only food keeping the men alive, she would be let off to feed them, along with the watering party. And I would go with her." Men were saying, "Stay close. Captain's orders. Captain's orders to stay by the beach!" Annekje usrged Claire, "Go, now. Warn husband. I take care of men. I feed sick. Hmm?" "Okay. Thank you, my friend." Claire takes off but soon encounters the Captain and his soldiers cutting off her escape... "Captain Leonard." "Mistress Fraser. The goats are supping well, I trust." "Yes, of course. What are you..." "Making rounds. I had thought that some of the men might find their proximity to a brothel too appealing to resist. I had not thought that you, our doctor, would disobey my orders to not wander." "No, I-I was looking for herbs." "In the direction of the port?" "Am I?" "This landfall is as much your victory as mine, madam. And I do not lie when I insist I'm in your debt. But I cannot let you warn your husband. I know what you saw in my logbook. I do not relish the task, but I am duty bound to report your husband's crimes to the authorities in Jamaica." "And to use me as bait." "It would be breaking the law if I did not do it. Perhaps more importantly, I would break a solemn oath." "Just please, can't you look the other way?" "Marines, kindly escort the doctor to the ship. She seems to have lost her way." Captain Raines tells Jamie, "I expect to be in sight of land by dawn." "What's that to do with me?" "Passage between the islands is hazardous all year through, but much more so in winter. I need all good and able men if I'm to navigate the shoals." "So I'm good and able now, am I?" Noticing Marsali, Jamie asks, "What's she doing here?" "She's persuaded me you'll not rebel." Marsali says, "Aye. Ask him to give you his word. Once he gives it, he'll never break it." "What you doing, lass?" "Just give him your word, and he'll set you free." Marsali scoffs, "You canna see what he's done for you, can ye?" Jamie asks, "Raines?" She replies, "No, Fergus." Jamie states, "What Fergus did, he did for you." Marsali counters with, "If you believe that, you dinna deserve to be let out of here." Captain Raines is anxious but says, "You may have a moment. But as I said, I need all hands." Outside you can hear in the distance Manzetti saying, "By the mark. Seven fathoms. Steady now." Jamie tells Fergus, "You have my blessing. You can be married in Jamaica. By a priest. You'll need to prove yourself to her as much as to me. And then Fergus says, "First, let us get to Jamaica." Jamie says to them, "Thank you, mon fils." Captain Raines is really impatient now, "Fraser!" In the distance Manzetti says, "By the deep. Six and a half fathoms." Claire and Annekje are on the deck of the Porpoise. Annekje tells Claire urgently, "Go! Now!" "What?" Annekje points to the shore, "Co-Burn. You jump." "Jump? I can't jump in the ocean in the middle of the night. I'll drown." "No, no, no. Not not drown. Not drown. I know water. Water, it'll move you." Claire's not convinced, "Huh?" Annekje is insistent. "Take you Co-Burn. Take you Co-Burn. The ship's not far, come. Go now. Go." Annekje presents her with something floaty. "A raft? - I'm sorry. That's crazy. I-I can't." In the distance you hear, "Eight bells, and all's well." Annekje states, "I hear things. Your husband will hang. Now's only chance. Please!" Someone in the distance says, " Get yourself organized, Jack. You'll get a hot meal inside." Annekje gives Claire a pouch. "Money. You pay, uh, ship." Claire makes up her mind. "Okay, okay." She takes off her skirt and shoes and ties things up into a ball. Annekje encourages her, "Off." Claire climbs up on the rail, sighs, looks down at the water below, then swears under her breath, "Oh. Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ."