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Rupert MacKenzie : So there I am, in bed, harelip Chrissie on my left and sweaty Nettie, the butcher's daughter, on my right. They get jealous of each other, start arguin' about who I'm goin' to swive first. Can you believe it?
Claire Randall : I believe your left hand gets jealous of your right. That's about all I believe.
[after an uncertain pause, Rupert bursts into uproarious laughter and the other Mackenzie men chuckle]
Jamie Fraser : You're a witty one.
Rupert MacKenzie : I've never heard a woman make a joke!
Claire Randall : There's a first time for everything.
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Claire Randall : You're such crybabies. I've tended to six year olds braver than you lot.
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Claire Randall : Angus can kiss my English arse!
Jamie Fraser : Aye, he's a clarty bastard, but those are fighting words.
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Claire Randall : [quoting John Donne] "Absence, hear thou my protestation against thy strength, distance, and length. Do what thou canst for alteration, for hearts of truest mettle absence doth still and time doth settle."
Ned Gowan : [joining in Claire's recitation] "... For hearts of truest mettle absence doth still and time doth settle."
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Ned Gowan : I must say, you've got a good head on your shoulders and a tongue for argument as well. You'd make a fine advocate yerself. It's a pity they don't allow women to practice law.
Claire Randall : Hmm. Not yet.
Ned Gowan : [dismissively, rising to leave] Ah, it'll be a few centuries before that happens.
Claire Randall : [to herself] Only two.
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Jamie Fraser : It doesn't matter where you come from. You're here.
Claire Randall : So I'm just to stand by and watch?
Jamie Fraser : You're not to judge things you don't understand.
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Claire Randall : Do you think I'm a spy for the British?
Jamie Fraser : No. But I do think there are things you're not tellin' us, and I know you tried to run durin' the gatherin'. It's on your mind still, plain and clear.
Claire Randall : It's been a long day.
[clearly miffed, she stands to leave]
Jamie Fraser : [calling after her] Well, you did ask.
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Claire Randall : The next morning as I watched them pack, I saw the men in a different light. Not criminals, but rebels. I wished I could tell them that they were on the losing side of history, that it was all a pipe dream. The Stuarts would never unseat the Protestant King George II, but how could I tell them that, these proud, passionate men who lived and breathed for a flag of blue and white?
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Claire Randall : History will never record the name of another Stuart king, but it will record the names of thousands of Highlanders who've died needlessly for a doomed cause.
Ned Gowan : History be damned.
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Claire Randall : [about the MacKenzie men] I wasn't offended by the lewdness of their jokes, or squeamish over the fact that my dinner looked like a shriveled Easter rabbit, nor was I too dainty to sleep on a pillow made of stone. What troubled me was that they were clearly using Gaelic to exclude me. I just had to remember my time with them would be over soon. Being on the road was my chance to escape.
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Claire Randall : I heard stories of a place called Craigh na Dun.
Elderly Woman : [humorously] Aye, where the faeries live.
Shirley : My cousin went there once, swore he saw one. But he was fou as a puggie at the time, and the faerie he claimed to see turned out to be an old piebald sheep, sporting six horns.
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Lieutenant Jeremy Foster : [after Claire and Dougal's confrontation over the goat] Madam, is everything alright?
Claire Randall : [visibly stunned] I'm sorry?
Lieutenant Jeremy Foster : May I be of service?
Angus Mhor : [menacingly] Aye, you'll keep your nose out of our business.
Lieutenant Jeremy Foster : [calmly] I was speaking to the lady.
Dougal MacKenzie : The lady is a guest of clan MacKenzie.
Lieutenant Jeremy Foster : Do you treat all your guests this way?
Angus Mhor : Hey, bugger off.
[approaching threateningly]
Angus Mhor : Or maybe your lugs need cleaning out.
Lieutenant Jeremy Foster : I assure you, sir, my lugs are perfectly fine.
Angus Mhor : Go home, laddie, and suckle on your ma's tit, eh?
[mockingly clicks tongue and chuckles as tension grows, until the Lieutenant concedes and silently retreats]
