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Boop (1x09/2x07)
You can help Rabbie in the stables until milord returns
“Let’s go to bed”
The world I’d left only moments ago was now dust
If the Scottish rebellion can be plotted in a French brothel, then perhaps it can be stopped at the French court.
You have had an extraordinary adventure Claire, extraordinary; one that few people could even imagine. Treasure it. Keep it safe and secure, tucked away in some special place in your heart, but don't spend the rest of your days chasing a ghost.
Caitriona Balfe and Sam Heughan attend Outlander and Saks Fifth Avenue Photocall at Saks Fifth Avenue on April 7, 2016 in New York City
outlander episodes: sassenach (season one, episode one)
People disappear all the time. Young girls run away from home. Children stray from their parents and are never seen again. Housewives take the grocery money, and a taxi to the train station. Most are found eventually. Disappearances, after all, have explanations. Usually.
Sam Heughan and Caitriona Balfe for TV Guide Magazine.
For I have lied, and killed, and stolen; betrayed and broken trust. But there is the one thing that shall lie in the balance. When I shall stand before God, I shall have one thing to say, to weigh against the rest. Lord, ye gave me a rare woman, and God! I loved her well.
He kissed the dirk at the juncture of haft and tang, and handed it back to me. “I don’t make idle threats, Sassenach,” he said, “and I don’t take frivolous vows.”