Outlander: Blood of My Blood (2025) s01e05 Episode Script

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[Ellen] Previously
Julia's carrying my child.
Such joyous tidings, m'laird.
Thank you, Mistress Porter.
The MacKenzie interests
do not align with those of Clan Grant.
[Brian] Perhaps they find no reason
to doubt Miss MacKenzie's virtue.
[Lovat] Tarnished goods
is what that woman is.
My sister Ellen is the prize.
I'm forever walking in her shadow.
I've never met a MacKenzie
who dwelled in any shadow.
I need you to deliver a message for me
to the lady of the house.
He wants you to meet him.
I'm a prisoner in my
own home till Beltane.
May Day?
Otherworldly creatures
emerge to play their music,
luring travelers to their faerie hill.
Is it marked by standing stones?
So you know it.
I'll find a way out of my betrothal.
- When will I see you again?
- Beltane.
If you truly think that
marriage to Malcolm Grant
- is for the best
- I do.
Then I'll marry him.
[somber music plays]
Well, aren't you a vision?
All are waiting for you, sister.
[dramatic music plays]
Long the way ♪
O'er the bridge I crossed ♪
For my love ♪
For my love that's lost ♪
By the brae ♪
In the verdant moss ♪
Where I watch where I wait ♪
For my love that's lost ♪
Hi a bho ♪
Hoireann eile o ♪
Hi a bho ♪
Fair a leo fair a lè ♪
Hi a bho ♪
Hoireann eile o ♪
'S tu mo run 'S tu mo ghràdh ♪
Agus m' eudail o ♪
[light music plays]
Do you have everything, lass?
I believe so.
When you return without me,
will you be punished?
[Brian] Aye.
But it'll be worth it.
[sighs] Still, I am sorry.
Oh.
Will this be enough food?
Perhaps we should take
a few more apples.
Not from the pantry.
Then the housekeeper would have my heid.
[Julia] Mm, both our heads, I imagine.
[Brian] There'll be more
than enough at Beltane
and the best cakes ye've ever tasted.
'Twill be a bonnie sight.
Folk gather from all over, you see.
'Tis neutral ground,
land that no one clan lays claim to.
You sure you're well enough
to travel, considering?
Isn't it said that many women travel
for the fertility blessing?
Ah, usually before the
bairn's in their belly.
I want to do this for you
and for Lady Ellen too.
Shh. Careful, lass.
The walls have ears.
Of course.
Come.
[dramatic music plays]
Where are you two off
to at this early hour?
And without permission?
I rise expecting to see
chamber pots emptied,
fires lit, breakfast begun,
only to find you gone.
Julia's coming with me to Beltane.
I swear, I did as many chores
as I could this morning
without disturbing anyone's sleep.
And I'll do twice as
much work when I return.
You'll stay here.
I dinna ken what you're thinking,
either of ye.
If the Laird were to catch wind of this,
there'll be hell to pay.
[sighs] Ye ken better than this,
Brian Fraser.
I was taking her to receive
blessings for the bairn.
Surely he can spare her for a few days.
Not Julia.
Your father willna allow it.
Maisri is on her way to
Leathers as we speak.
- Maisri?
- My father's seer.
She's coming on Beltane
when the veil between
the worlds is thinnest.
'Twill aid in her divination.
But why does he need Julia?
Lovat holds readings for his bairns.
He did this for you as well.
'Tis time ye kent, I suppose.
She's carrying your sibling.
What? You led me to believe
I'm so sorry you had
to find out like this.
I didn't have a choice.
My father's child?
I ken the position he
must have put you in,
but you should have told me the truth.
You must stay here, then.
There's no escaping this reading.
But without me
'Tis no longer a concern of yours.
[sighs]
[lively music plays]
Thinking of the many fine
gowns and Grant carriages
you'll soon have at yer
disposal, no doubt?
More than I have, that's certain.
It's not a competition, Jocasta.
Oh, could have fooled me.
All of this to-do is for you.
I ken it isna Malcolm
you're thinking about.
If it was a competition,
ye'd be winning,
given that you're
already a married lady.
Perhaps you could offer
me your wise counsel,
help keep Malcolm Grant
satisfied as a wife.
Well
when I was betrothed,
I wasna such an old maid as ye.
But John's expectations
were clear enough.
I was to be doting and obedient
his silent prize,
to be admired and not touched.
If that's what Malcolm
Grant expects from me,
then I'm certain to be a disappointment.
Then again
I saw the way he mooned
after ye at the gathering.
Perhaps he intends to
ravish ye after all.
- Don't be obscene, Jocasta.
- What?
Maidens often lose their
innocence at Beltane,
when our sins are burned away,
cleansed by the needfire.
'Tis the perfect time for
Malcolm to steal you away
and plant a bairn,
if you're still able to carry one.
Oh, it's kind of ye to be concerned,
considering your own
struggle to conceive.
You're no maiden.
Have you, in fact, lost your innocence?
How long has John Cameron
been waiting for an heir?
[Ned] Enough now.
Nearly as bad as your brothers.
[rousing music plays]
- [horse neighing]
- [Murtagh] Brian.
[light music plays]
Canna believe it.
You were gonna leave
for Beltane without me.
I'm coming with you.
Are ye sure?
Maybe ye wouldna want to,
since you have enough to keep you busy
and so heartsick over Miss MacKenzie.
What?
That's why I need to go.
She's gonna be there.
My auntie says she's
attending with Malcolm Grant.
I see.
Maybe better we stay out their way.
Or maybe this is my chance.
I can finally have a
moment alone wi' her.
Under Grant's nose?
She's betrothed, Murtagh.
During Beltane, all vows are forgotten.
I ken ye've never felt
this way about a lassie.
But when ye meet one such as her
- There'll be other ones.
- No. Willna be.
And Grant canna keep an
eye on Ellen every moment.
You'd be a fool to try it.
Well, lucky for me,
I have a cousin who's just
as foolish as me to help.
Now come on.
[dramatic music plays]
[sighs]
Don't lose yourself
in the revelry, lass.
You must remember your duty.
To charm Malcolm Grant.
No need to remind me.
Colum's words are ringin' in my ears.
So you ken the consequences,
should you attempt to
upend your betrothal?
My reputation in ruins,
a beating from my brothers
and perhaps worse from the Grants.
You always had the knack
for making matches.
You must admit,
Malcolm is a good one for you.
If he decides he doesn't want you,
Colum will marry you off to
another less suitable man.
That is the best possible outcome.
You won't do anything reckless tonight?
- You have my word.
- [exhales sharply]
Mind you, that doesn't
mean we can't have any fun.
Shall we?
[indistinct chatter]
[light music plays]
Would ye like to assist us, sir?
We'll need nine men
to build the needfire
- before the ceremony.
- Oh, I'm sorry, no.
I'm afraid I'd have no skill at that.
[chuckles]
[indistinct chatter]
[laughter]
- Lady Ellen.
- [Ellen] Mr. Grant.
'Tis a pleasure to be reunited
My bonnie bride.
She's being modest.
'Tis more than a pleasure.
She talked of nothing but
you all the way here.
[all chuckling]
I didna ken ye'd be joining us,
Mistress Cameron.
Well, my husband usually accompanies me,
but he wasna feeling well enough,
so he sent me along wi' my sister.
How thoughtful.
Well, I hope you enjoy yourself.
Oh, I will,
though I confess,
these grounds are new to me.
And to me.
We often celebrate the coming of summer
at a festival closer to Leoch.
Oh.
Well, there's much to see here.
Where to begin?
Well, there's feastin' and dancin'
and the Beltane ceremony
itself, of course.
But the procession to the stone circle
for the fertility blessings
isna for a few hours.
[Jocasta] Oh.
My sister is more than
eager for a bairn.
You'll certainly want to
receive fertility blessings,
- won't you, Jocasta?
- [chuckles]
Shall we?
Stop.
What's all this talk I keep hearing
about a stone circle hereabouts?
I assume it might be, uh,
significant in some way?
Aye, Craigh na Dun. It's not far.
Some of the maidens will
leave around nightfall
and dance about the stones
to appease the faeries who dwell there,
- prevent folk from being taken.
- Faeries?
Aye, they're known to appear on Beltane,
snatch those who don't
pay proper respects.
So, you best keep your distance.
[both chuckling]
I don't suppose you've come all
this way to talk about faeries.
No, I haven't.
So you're still looking
for your woman, then?
Always.
But I am afraid there is some business
that I must discuss with you first.
My laird has received word
from Lord Lovat of Castle Leathers
urging caution about
Malcolm's betrothal.
He has expressed some concern
about Lady Ellen's reputation,
although he offered
no proof of misdeeds.
There is nothing to worry
about in that regard.
Well, it did make me wonder why
Lovat would make such a claim.
Because he hates the MacKenzies,
fears their alliance with the Grants.
Simon Fraser insists on using his title,
which he lost, along with
his lairdship, years ago.
He's convinced that that Red Jacob
had a hand in his downfall,
but his misfortune is all his own.
And the audacity of the man,
given what he did.
What did he do?
He stands accused
of the kidnapping and the
rape of a noblewoman.
Now, I don't know all the details,
but it's clear he is not to be trusted.
Simon Fraser should concern himself
with his own reputation.
I- I can assure you,
there are no misdeeds.
Well we replied, told him as much.
And we haven't said a word to Malcolm,
but between you and me,
Isaac is a little uneasy about it.
So I'm just doing my due diligence,
which I'm sure you understand.
But, Mr. Gowan,
you had better promise me.
Do whatever
and speak to whomever you must.
But you will find all rumors and gossip
entirely without merit.
[instruments tuning]
[indistinct chatter]
- [Malcolm] See the Caller?
- [Ellen] Mm-hmm.
[Malcolm] He's the one to impress.
Perhaps I should dance
wi' him instead, then.
[chuckles]
Aye, but he's not only
lookin' for the best dancer.
He's also watching for
the bonniest lass.
And he'll have a better
view of ye from here.
Imagine being crowned May
Queen at the fire ceremony.
Quite a spectacle.
If I were still a maiden,
I'd be the first to join the ceilidh.
[Malcolm] Lady Ellen?
Shall we?
I dinna like to have
everyone's eyes upon me.
Go on.
'Tis your last chance to compete
since ye'll be married next year.
I've not much grace as a dancer.
I dinna wish to disappoint you.
Ye never could, Lady Ellen.
[fiddle playing]
[Caller] We begin with
one of our favorites!
[music softening]
Brian.
You're here.
I needed a way to speak to you
without arousin' suspicion.
We must pretend to be strangers.
[Brian] Can you get away somehow?
[Ellen] I'll find an excuse.
Meet me by that old castle tower?
I ken it well.
Lost ye for a moment.
[Ellen chuckles]
Why are ye no' dancing?
I could ask you the same question.
This contest is for maidens only.
And where's Mr. Cameron?
In bed with the sweatin' sickness.
[music ends, applause]
Now for our second
dance of this evenin'.
[indistinct chatter]
Pretend you're a maiden, then.
All's fair in love and at Beltane.
It'll be our secret.
[chuckles]
[upbeat music playing]
[music ends]
[applause]
Dancing suits ye.
- You're glowin'.
- [chuckles]
What did you say to Ellen?
- What?
- I saw ye exchanging words
when ye were partnered in the dance.
Did ye put in a good word for me?
Uh, I couldna.
Barely enough time to breathe.
Ye missed yer chance, man.
[Caller] What a fine group of dancers.
But there can be only one May Queen.
The lassie with the most grace,
the most elegance
[whispering] It's going to be you.
The jewel of Beltane is
Lady Ellen MacKenzie.
[cheers and applause]
Followin' our usual tradition,
our queen will now choose her
king for tonight's ceremony.
Lads, step forward to be considered.
[soft music plays]
[crowd gasping]
[dramatic music plays]
[crowd murmuring]
[crowd cheering]
[crowd cheering]
Your Highness,
which one of these lads
is worthy of your hand?
[crowd murmuring]
I choose
Mr. Grant.
[cheers and applause]
[crowd whistling and whooping]
[crowd chattering]
[gasping]
I see
a field of thorns, men ensnared,
bleedin', wailin', tormented.
Am I among them?
[Maisri] No, Milord.
You-you stand beyond the field,
unscathed, victorious.
You've suffered much,
but your return to power,
to-to the position you
once held is-is imminent.
- [breathes heavily]
- And what of my bairn?
Can I finally expect a
child worthy of my legacy?
I'll need my bowl.
Mistress Porter.
[dramatic music plays]
Take an egg to your belly.
And crack it into the water.
Two?
Am I to have twins?
Two bairns
one after the other.
I see a lass,
all alone with dark curls
and clear blue eyes.
I've no need of a daughter.
[Maisri] Dinna fash, Milord.
Her time is still to come.
[Lovat] And what of the other child,
the one I planted in Julia's belly?
[suspenseful music plays]
A boy
of great importance.
Titled, you mean?
Greater.
A higher purpose-
uniting clans for centuries to come.
His fate is one that
hangs in the balance.
What I mean is, when the fate
of our nation is in peril,
he'll have his part to play.
Tell me
where does this path end?
Ye have in mind thoughts
of the stone of destiny.
And ye're right to press.
I see it clearly now
a throne.
Then it is as the prophecy foretold.
I've heard variations of it,
of course, everyone has,
but I'm thinking of one version
which specifically points
towards Clan Fraser's importance.
Think the veil between
worlds is thin enough today
that ye ken what I'm about to say.
A Scottish ruler,
rising from the Fraser bloodline-
my bloodline.
You're carrying a future king.
A toast
to the King and Queen of Beltane.
I'm honored that you chose me,
Your Royal Highness.
We should celebrate
perhaps wi' a game, maybe cakes.
Are ye still in need of more men?
Aye. 'Tis a slow task,
but it must be done by
the time the sun sets.
What better way to
celebrate than by helping
with preparations for our coronation?
It seems below the station
of a king, does it not?
I admire a king who's humble enough
to work alongside his subjects.
I was hoping we might
have some time together.
I'd hoped so too,
but we'll have plenty of time
to see one another after ye've finished.
What will you do in the meantime?
You can join me for fertility blessings.
Yes.
To ensure an abundant
and bountiful first year as yer wife.
Aye, the two of you should go.
I'll find you when my work here is done.
[lively music plays]
[laughter, indistinct chatter]
I was a fool to think I
could compare to him.
There's more to a man
than coin and status.
- Eh
- Courage, honor, loyalty.
Women dinna care about that.
They want comfort and a
fine roof over their head.
Everything we lack
and Malcolm Grant has in abundance.
Perhaps ye're right
to make peace wi' it.
Shall we move on, hmm?
Find some lassies to help
lessen your sorrows, huh?
No, I can do that with more ale.
[chuckles]
You go ahead.
[Ellen] You don't need to grab me.
Ow. You're hurting me.
[Jocasta] Sorry, but I dinna
wish to lose sight of you.
I'm not going to the stones.
Why not?
Because I have no desire
for a bountiful year
with Malcolm Grant, and ye ken it.
Well, ye've no choice.
This is yer fate now, Ellen MacKenzie.
Ye'll be a wife and a
mother like the rest of us.
I ken you're in a joyless marriage,
but that's not my fault.
[Jocasta] But it is.
I ken ye had a hand in
matching me with that old coot.
I didn't choose John Cameron for you.
I merely steered Da
away from worse suitors.
Excuse me if I dinna believe ye.
Well, if it pleases ye
I understand now how ye feel
being a pawn in someone else's game.
But I dinna understand why,
when the choice is ours,
ye'd drag us both to
this dreadful procession.
[Jocasta] Oh, what are ye getting at?
You've enjoyed yer time
without Mr. Cameron.
I merely wish to do the same
while Mr. Grant is occupied.
And what's to stop me
from telling yer
betrothed ye've run off?
In exchange for yer discretion tonight,
ye'll have mine.
If I swear you received the blessings,
ye'll do the same for me?
And then we can both do as we please.
[lively music plays]
[chuckles]
I'll also be needing the
necklace Ma left ye.
- Ye ken the one I mean.
- Jocasta.
You're in no position to
offer terms to this deal.
Very well. The necklace.
[dramatic music plays]
[Jocasta] Go on, then.
[footsteps approaching]
[Brian] How long do we
have before ye're missed?
Till the needfire's lit.
Malcolm will look for me then.
[gentle music plays]
[birds chirping]
Do you feel that?
Mine's the same
beatin' out of my chest.
Yet my soul's never been more at peace.
There's enchantment in this place.
And in being here
with you.
Light's fading too quickly.
I can't bear it, Brian.
There are those who fear darkness.
And they're right to.
There's dangers that lurk within it.
But I dinna fear it
for when it falls,
the fire you have lit
within me is bright enough
to put the moon and the stars to shame,
set this whole place aglow.
I dinna fear the dark so much either.
It's where I find ye each night.
I pray this is no dream.
If we keep goin',
I willna be able to stop.
I dinna want you to.
Yer name, yer honor, yer virtue.
I couldna live wi' myself.
You'd be ruined, Ellen.
Ruin me.
Wait.
[soft music plays]
Blood of my blood.
And bone of my bone.
I give ye my body,
that we two might be one.
I give you my spirit
till our life shall be done.
Longer.
[Ellen moans softly]
[panting]
My God
[dramatic music plays]
[soft music plays]
[dramatic music plays]
[both breathing heavily]
[both moaning]
I've never known a man like you-
without guile
pretense.
I suppose I've spent a fair
amount of time on my own.
So I've no problem sittin'
with my own thoughts.
What about Murtagh?
My cousin.
Like a brother to me.
I wish he could have been
around a wee bit more
to keep the peace between me and my da.
Is he as bad as they say
your father?
[sighs] Worse.
Part of the reason why I
left home last year
left Scotland altogether.
Where did ye go?
I walked the Way of St. James
El Camino de Santiago.
A pilgrimage.
I've read about it.
I needed to understand
my place in the world
my purpose.
Why would God create me,
the unwanted bastard
of such a cruel man?
What did God tell you?
To make peace with my station.
[gentle music plays]
But then I met you.
And I find myself
wantin' again
to be worthy of you
to be the kind of man you'd choose.
I do choose you.
Have you any regrets
about decisions ye've made?
None.
I havena been given much
choice in this life.
How to behave
when to speak
what to say
who to marry
all are things that have
been prescribed for me.
But you
our handfast
I chose for myself.
If I'm only allowed one choice
for the rest of my life
I would choose you
time and again.
[indistinct chatter]
Watch where ye're going.
Ye're the one who challenged
Mr. Grant as May King.
Aye. What of it?
Have an eye for his woman, do ye?
I'm not the only one.
He doesna deserve her.
Watch your tongue,
or it'll be an eye for an eye.
And a Grant doesna
warn ye a second time.
"Second?"
[dramatic music plays]
[exhales sharply] Stay
away from Ellen MacKenzie.
[groans]
[groans]
[coughs]
Milord, might I have a
word regarding the reading?
[Lovat] A canny suggestion, I'll admit,
to have arranged it for today.
Hmm.
My son, a king,
fated to return the Fraser name
to all its glory.
Aye, your son.
I only wonder
did ye notice Maisri
never called him yours?
Ah.
Now you're mistaken.
I mean no disrespect.
'Tis only that I wish to warn ye.
Julia canna be trusted.
[dramatic music plays]
And why not?
She's keeping secrets, lying to us.
When she arrived at Leathers,
she was already with child.
I'm sure of it.
And she told you this?
No, Milord.
But women have a way of
knowing such a thing.
Ah.
The bairn isna yours.
Have you mentioned this to anyone else?
Not a soul.
[Lovat chuckles] Good.
We must do all we can to assure
the bairn's safe arrival.
You'll relieve Julia of
all her duties, of course,
and attend to all her needs.
Aye, Milord.
[Lovat] You're the only one I trust
with such a great responsibility.
You know how much admiration
I have for you, Mistress Porter,
for all your years of
service and loyalty.
Aye.
But if you ever speak
a word of this again,
the last thing you'll
see is Balloch's dirk
as it slides across your throat.
No luck finding her, then?
A small part of me had hoped
what, with the stone
circle being so near.
What, that the
the faeries would bring her to you?
The stones draw women
from all over the area, don't they?
This whole festival does.
I suppose I was a fool to hope.
[chuckles]
A fool in love.
I know that feeling well.
Years ago, when I was a-a
solicitor in Edinburgh, I
[soft music plays]
I met the love of my life,
the only one who ever
made me feel complete.
But we were tragically parted, and
I had the choice to make.
Linger in my torment or start anew.
I chose the latter, and, uh
it saved my life.
You mean joining Clan MacKenzie?
Aye.
Aye, Red Jacob took me in,
after taking all my
valuables on the road.
You
have chosen the former,
and I fear it may be the death of you.
See, that's where you're wrong, Ned.
For me, there is no choice.
What if you never find her?
I will.
Surely there's something
else to live for, or someone.
I- I'm not suggesting that
you abandon your search,
only that
perhaps you decide when you should.
Did you ever love again,
after Edinburgh?
[fabric tears]
[somber music plays]
[breathes deeply]
[sighs]
Mr. Grant.
[Malcolm] I hope I'm not intrudin'.
Could we speak?
In private?
I've been meaning to give
ye somethin' all day,
and I doubt we'll have a moment
to ourselves quite like this
until after we're married.
It's not much, a wee something-
a token of my affection.
[chuckles]
Did you make this?
Aye.
After we first met at Leoch.
- We were only bairns.
- [chuckles]
So I hope you can excuse
the lack of craftsmanship.
I wasna yet so skilled with my hands.
[chuckles]
I intended to give it to
ye at the gathering
but I didna have the chance.
Thank you, Malcolm.
I'll treasure it.
I canna believe ye're mine.
[gentle music plays]
[cup shatters]
Curse those bastard Grants!
Are ye hurt?
[groans softly]
[Jocasta] Dinna tell
me that's boar's blood.
No
though the beast I fought
was as ugly as one.
Come and sit before ye
injure yerself any further.
[mumbles, grunts]
Now leave me alone, woman.
I'm-I'm trying to help, ye silly fool.
[sighing]
Ah!
Tell me where it hurts.
It isna the sort of pain
ye can soothe with a cloth.
Is there anything I can do?
No.
I just want
I want
[somber music plays]
I want to be wanted
ye ken?
I do.
[panting]
Ellen
[sighs]
[Jocasta sighs]
[groans]
[sighs]
[crying softly]
[Julia] "My dearest Henry
"our marriage was ratified in the name
of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit."
[ominous music plays]
"We made promises to one another,
"promises I intended to keep,
"so certain that I'd be able to.
How could I not be?"
[percussive music playing]
[soft music plays]
[somber music plays]
"Holy vows to love, honor,
and cherish you"
"to be faithful, for better or worse,
in sickness and in health,
until death parts us."
[soft music plays]
"But what if we are parted
for unimaginable reasons
beyond our control, by time and space?"
[crowd cheering]
"Fortunately,
some things bind us together
stronger than any promise
made at an altar."
"Our passion, our memories,
our children."
"This, I can promise you.
I will burn for you, my love, always."
[soft music plays]
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