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Season 2 Episode 3  

"La Dame Blanche"  

   

WRITTEN BY TONY GRAPHIA  

 

 

 

 

Have you thought of names for the little toddler? Well, I thought if it was a boy, we could call him Lambert.
Lambert? Yes, after my uncle.
Now, not to disrespect your uncle, but it's a bit English.
And now I'm taking your turn.
What about Dalhousie? Dalhousie? Yes, according to Dalhousie Castle.
It's a rude name.
Dalhousie? I mean, it's more like a sneeze.
To check.
Uh ma'am.
He's right.
Congratulations.
Ah, consider it a draw.
You have been distracted, my friend.
I prefer a clear victory.
Maybe I should find something else to do. Instead, let's make it the best of the five.

Her Majesty is intrigued by the idea of wealthy English patriots pledging such a substantial sum to your cause.
This is encouraging news.
Yes, yes.
Clear? Clear! All right? Clear! Clear.
(SPEAKING FRENCH) DUVERNEY: (SPEAKING FRENCH) Are you okay? I don't think it was poison.
So what? Looking back, I thought I detected an aftertaste.
Maybe bitter cascara? Glad you feel better.
This tea from marshmallow leaves should counteract the effects.
And the bairn? Baby should be fine.
Jamie, when I thought maybe I might lose Aye.
Je ken, Sassenach.
You think it was St.Germain's
doing? He could have bribed one of the servants to put the cascara in my glass of wine.
The way he looked at me If it was Saint-Germain
, I would make him suffer.
I would give a lot of money to watch you do it, but we have no proof.
And right now, a public scandal could cause the prince to drift away from you.
Please distract me.
Tell me about Duverney.
He talked to the king about supporting Charles, and, uh, the promise of an alliance intrigued the king.
The Franco-British alliance is a fantasy.
Charles knows this.
Yes.
Maybe.
But it's a tempting price.
And if Charles gets the money from Sandringham, then the King Join him as well.
Now I thought, "What if we had a dinner for the Duke? - A dinner here? -Yes.
Yes, the Duke and Prince never met in person.
You know, the duke will want to take the measure of the prince and decide if he is a man worth betting his fortune and his life.
Now, Charles can be convincing when he has a mind to be.
He certainly turned Duverney around.
We must stage the opportunity to undermine Charles, to get him to make a mistake in front of the duke and expose himself to the delusional popinjay that he is.
No, it's a good plan.
I can tell it to your face.
You disagree.
It's not that.
I need to tell you something.
Jack Randall is alive.
I met his brother Alex during our first visit to Versailles.
He works for the Duke.
He said Randall had been injured in the line of duty, but he was alive and well.
This is great news.
But why did you wait so long to tell me? Because I certainly didn't expect this reaction.
Don't you see, Sassenach? It tormented me for months, thinking that Black Jack Randall was dead and that I missed it, knowing that I would never look him in the face and never see the blood flowing from his body, would watch him breathe his last.
But now, Jamie, you can't go back to Scotland.
No, I'm not stupid enough to give the executioner a second chance.
Nor do I intend to abandon our task here, but you have given me something to Enough to hang something on me to look forward to, and it's a gift.
Thank you, really.
-Morning.
- Ah, Jamie is in a cheerful mood.
Yes, I told him that Black Jack Randall was still alive.
I don't know what you were so worried about.
Madonna.
How are you today? I was violently ill last night.
Someone tried to poison me.
I almost died, or I could have lost my child.
Did you sell bitter cascara in
Saint-Germain? I-I have sold the cascara to only one person in the last few months, a servant I did not recognize.
I could have worked for Monsieur le Comte, but I swear, I didn't know it.
- Master®.
-Yes? Ah.
Madonna, follow me.
And where are we going? To a safe place.
The gendarmes pass by with prying eyes.
The king is not enamored of mystical art. We must be careful not to invoke his anger.

Please.
A very old and rare species.
Such beasts are no more.
I am fascinated by things that are not from that time.
Something else is in your mind.
Yes.
I'm worried about an old friend.
Does it have a name? His name is Frank.
Is it in danger? Well, I think its future is uncertain.
Bones will give us an answer.
Sheep joints.
There's nothing here.
Look again, Madonna.
Well, how did you do that? A little sleight of hand.
I couldn't resist.
It's a trick I do to entertain customers.
I know what it is.
I saw it when I was traveling in Africa with my uncle.
Uh, but Zulus, they use chicken bones.
Then you know how it works.
Remember your question and throw it on the skin.
I don't see his fate, but you don't have to worry.
You will see him again.
Will I see him again? Yes.
That's what the bones say.
But for now, you are my concern.
For you, Madonna for protection.
It will change color in the presence of poison.
Will this magic stone protect me? Some would call it nature; Some would call it magic.
I certainly charge more when I do, but for you, Madonna, today there is no fee.
What do you think of my new toy? It's m-m-wonderful.
It's a beautiful clock, Louise.
But I thought you said it was urgent.
Would you be a dear and feed Colette? There is fruit in the kitchen.
And don't put your fingers in the cage.
This monkey She bites everyone except me.
The reason I have summoned you here is that the situation is quite delicate.
I am with a child.
Well, congratulations are in order.
I am afraid not. My husband and I haven't been intimate in months.

Le bébé n’est pas le sien.
Vous êtes au courant de ces choses.
Voulez-vous m’aider? Êtes-vous sûre, Louise? Ce n’était pas une décision facile, mais je l’ai prise.
Comment allons-nous nous y prendre? Eh bien, je peux faire une décoction de feuilles d’épine-vinette et d’hellébore noir.
Hellébore noir? Le nom même de celui-ci sonne mal.
C’est un truc sanglant et méchant.
Du poison, vraiment.
Cela vous débarrassera de l’enfant, mais cela peut aussi vous tuer.
Mais quel autre choix ai-je? Voulez-vous le bébé? Bien sûr que je le veux.
C’est celui de mon amant.
C’est le sien, c’est le mien.
Pourriez-vous quitter Jules et l’épouser? Il veut m’épouser, mais c’est un rêveur.
C’est une chose de profiter d’une affaire de cœur, mais si Jules apprend l’existence du bébé, il fera annuler notre mariage.
Il pourrait même me faire arrêter pour adultère ou, pire encore, me bannir dans un couvent.
Peut-être Jules peut-il être persuadé que l’enfant est le sien ? Tu veux dire coucher avec mon mari? Mais mon amant serait furieux.
Eh bien, ce n’est pas lui qui est enceinte, Louise.
Mais comment vais-je élever un enfant avec un homme qui n’est pas le père ? Tout ce qui compte, c’est que l’enfant soit élevé avec amour.
Bonsoir, ma belle épouse.
Et comment s’est passé le reste de votre journée depuis notre dernière rencontre ? Pas mal.
Je suppose que vous avez passé une bonne journée.
Oui, en fait, je l’ai fait.
Vraiment? Allez-vous me le dire, ou dois-je attendre? Ah.
Oh, tu n’auras pas à attendre longtemps ce soir, Sassenach.
- Mmm. - Hmm.

Qu’est-ce que c’est que ça ? S’agit-il de marques de morsure? Oui, eh bien, euh, elle s’est un peu emportée.
Elle? Elle parle-t-elle de cette pute brune dont Fergus parle toujours? Non, non, c’était une fille complètement différente.
Oh, c’était une fille complètement différente.
Quoi, ça le rend meilleur? Et comment exactement cette fille différente a-t-elle réussi à bTes cuisses ? Il y a une explication simple.
Eh bien, je l’espère.
Eh bien, je ne suppose pas qu’une jeune femme doucement élevée comme vous serait familière avec le terme soixante-neuf? Oh, je sais ce que soixante-neuf est.
Ah, eh bien, elle était plutôt insistante à ce sujet, même si je pense qu’elle se serait contentée des six.
Les neuf pourraient aller pendre.
Je suppose qu’elle était si insistante qu’il suffisait de l’accommoder.
Non, non, je ne l’ai pas fait. Vous devez me croire, Claire, rien ne s’est produit.

Oh, so I'm supposed to believe you have those bites defending your virtue? Well, I didn't say I was tempted.
I didn't want to, badly.
Yes, I was filled with lust, but, yes, I don't think I explain that properly.
No, I don't think you are, because so far, the only thing you've explained is that even though you've barely touched me in months, tonight you've been driven mad with passion by a whore.
Yes! No! Well, that's the big thing, don't you see? I've been trying for so long to find a way to get back to you, but not see the face of this every time I hug you.
But tonight, I started to feel like a man again.
With another woman! Nothing happened.
And it was actually you who made me believe that it was possible in the first place.
Me? Yes.
You told me Randall is alive, and now I can be the one to end his life.
You know, it took something out of my heart.
I began to feel that I had to arouse these feelings inside myself so that I could feel this again with my wife.
So you had to stir up with a whore before you could bring yourself to be with me? No, that's not what I was, you know I've been fighting for a long time.
Struggling? Do you know what I struggled with? I tried to be patient with you and understanding, and all the while I had to deal with carrying our child.
"Of course it is. We barely talked about it.

We hadn't even talked about the names of the babies until Duverney told your stupid chess game! I feel like I've been through it all on my own.
I am here.
I am with you, and we will have this child together.
But I don't think you understand what it's like for me since what happened at Wentworth.
Well, then tell me, damn it.
Talk to me! Let me understand! There was this place inside me, a place that I think everyone has and keeps to themselves.
A fortress where the most private part of you lives.
Maybe it's your soul, the little that makes you yourself and not someone else.
But after Wentworth, it was as if my fortress had been destroyed.
The thing that lived there was suddenly exposed, in the open air, homeless, without That's where I've been since, Claire.
Naked.
Alone.
Try to hide under a blade of grass.
I think it's better that I sleep somewhere else tonight.
-Clear.
-Be quiet. Don't say a word.

Come and find me, Jamie.
Come and find me.
Find us.
Remember I told you I was lost? You were trying to hide under a blade of grass.
Well, I think you may have built me a lean-to at least.
Hmm. And a roof to protect from the rain.

What? Be quiet.
What is it? There is someone on the roof.
James! JAMIE: (speaking Gaelic) Forgive me.
I don't usually arrive like this, without ceremony or at such an antisocial hour.
My house is at your service, Your Highness.
Can I introduce my wife? Claire Fraser Lady Broch Tuarach.
Claire, this is His Royal Highness, Prince Charles Edward Stuart, the future King of Great Britain.
I would prefer to put that together.
Good evening, Your Royal Highness.
We look forward to meeting you, madam.
Was Your Royal Highness injured? Your hand.
Indeed, I suffered a horrible and painful injury.
You'll take a look, and I'll need a whiskey too.
Ah.
I found myself in a rather awkward position at a friend's house.
I was forced to flee.
Unable to use the front door, I left through the window and onto a roof.
I had a rare time, dodging chimneys, sliding on wet slates, until it occurred to me that your house was down the row.
She swore she loved me countless times.
Then tonight, she rejects me without warning.
We were arguing when her husband arrived home early.
God always tests me, putting obstacles in my way.
I overcame each of them.
I'll get over this one too.
I will not be discouraged.
Mark me, I'll win her back.
I do not think it will require sutures.
It should heal fairly quickly.
It seems to be a bite.
An epidemic here.
Yes.
His pet! He bites everyone but her.
Beast in a bad mood and fleas.
By chance, was this bite caused by a monkey? Charles and Louise? I never suspected it either.
But now I think about it, they are both dreamers.
And both live in a fantasy world.
Hmm. They are perfect for each other.

I can't believe I think that, but I think I thought the same thing.
We use their business to our advantage.
Gather Charles and Louise in the same room.
Yes, we invite Louise to dinner next week with her husband.
And if Charles hasn't heard of the baby by then, we make sure he does, right in front of the duke.
It will come unbalanced.
We use his broken heart to break his bank.
My god.
Does that make us bad people? In my opinion, we are doing the wrong thing, but for a good reason.
Isn't that what all the bad people say? Where are you going? Dinner is tonight.
I know.
I heard there was an explosion at the Royal Armory.
Several of the victims went to the hospital.
Besides, Madame Vionnet never leaves me near the kitchen, and I prefer to be somewhere where I am needed.
I promise you, I'll be home before sunset.
All right.
But take Murtagh with you.
Fergus too.
Get her home in time to get dressed for dinner, if you expect to eat yourself.
You have my word.
Yes, yes.
Ms. Fraser asked me to let you know that it would be at least another hour.
No, but I promised Milord.
tag.
She knows that.
We will hurry.
It's a shame that Miss Hawkins is so sad.
Sad? This hen smiled from ear to ear.
Did you really not see that she was crying? I didn't see any crying.
That is why you will die with the widow wrist.
Alone with your hand.
Give me that.
She has promised to marry the viscount, but she is in love with another.
In love? You just said she was sad.
I-I-know, but is there Because despite the tears, she carries And there is an A-a-a springs in her step, and her speech, which does not flow, now flows like a sparkling stream.
One, I don't care.
Second, a man does not care about women's affairs.
Suzette, is the lady's maid in love with anyone? Sound? Yes, with any man who walks past his door.
Never mind, you are a little one.
Aah aah! It's unbelievable.
What did you do? There's a nerve out there, and if you're lucky enough to pierce it directly, it numbs the sensation in the lower limb, hmm? We need to work quickly.
Hold the foot steady.
Mm. This ointment will relieve the pain of burns.

What is it? Executioner's fat.
Made bold by angry criminals.
Uh-huh.
Mary, why don't you go out to get some fresh air? I have to wash my hands first.
Where would he get such a thing? When Monsieur Forez is not with us, he serves as His Majesty's royal executioner.
It is a special vocation.
We take what God sends us.
Yet the majority of our doctors are better than nothing.
Madam, you are much better than nothing.
Thank you.
The wheel is broken.
I sent Fergus to tell Jamie we'll be late.
Oh, Christ, today every day.
I promised Jamie that I would be home to welcome our guests.
Now we will never get there.
We will have to walk.
Right now.
His Grace, the Honourable Clarence Marylebone, third Duke of Sandringham.
Jamie, what a vision of elegance.
A man who always manages to look fashionable, regardless of the setting.
Welcome, Your Grace.
Good to meet you, Lord Broch Tuarach.
Alex is my secretary.
Oh, sure, you know his brother, Captain Randall.
Yes.
We know each other.
Hmm, run now, Alex.
Go help the servants.
Uh, yes, Your Grace, and I'll have dinner with the butler.
Mr. Silas Hawkins Welcome, sir.

You must be Mary's uncle? My wife loves the girl very much.
My niece spends far too much time engaging in social activity.
Allow me to introduce you to Viscount Marigny, her fiancéã©? Mr. Jean Ribes and Mrs. Anne-Marie Ribes.
Mr. and Mrs. Leclaire.
This is the last time I will tell you how to do it.
Milord, there is a problem with the trolley.
There would be a delay.
His Royal Highness, Prince Charles Edward Stuart.
Your Royal Highness.
Welcome.
High hopes, James.
Mind you, tonight could be a turning point for us.
Yes, I believe that will be the case.
Your Royal Highness, may I introduce the Honourable Clarence Marylebone, third Duke of Sandringham? Your Grace, may I introduce His Royal Highness Prince Charles Edward Stuart? What a pleasure to finally meet you.
I have heard such praise.
The feeling is quite mutual, Your Grace.
Mr. Christophe Bessette and Lady Bessette.
I've met someone I find most intriguing.
We have been corresponding in secret for weeks now.
Oh, really? Tell.
He is handsome, intelligent, and his letters are so eloquent that I couldn't help but fall in love with him.
Well, who is this gentleman? Oh, I shouldn't tell you this, but his name is Randall.
Randall? What? Well, how did you meet him? I dropped my handkerchief and he picked it up.
It was so romantic.
Where was it? In Versailles.
Remember, when you wore the red dress.
You are talking about Alex Randall.
Yes.
Is there another one? Murtagh! - No, please, no! -Leave her alone! The Count and Countess St. Germain.

I took the liberty of inviting my partner the Count.
It should be easy to place two other parameters at the table.
Delighted.
The White Lady.
Ah! Huh? Gà né©ral D'Arbanville.
General, glad you could come.
I was looking forward to it.
The Marquis de Rohan and Madame Louise de la Tour Marquise de Rohan.
You're welcome.
Let me introduce His Royal Highness Prince Charles Edward Stuart.
A pleasure, Your Royal Highness.
Oh, really.
A rare jewel that you brought.
Milord.
What happened?? We were attacked in the street.
- Four brigands.
- I tried to fight them.
Are you hurt, Sassenach? Bairn is no, it's okay.
But Marie, she was assaulted and raped.
- Good God, w-quoi - No, no, no, sir It's good.
Everything's fine.
She is in a lot of pain and fainted in shock, but she will be fine.
- Did you recognize them? -No. - They wore masks.

- Then we will find them.
Yes, let's go.
No. Not now.

Tonight is too important.
What we're going to do is take care of this poor girl.
Take her to the guest room where she will be safe.
Fergus, go get my medical box.
Right now, Milady.
Suzette, you can help me get dressed.
Are you stupid, woman? Help me get her in.
We will not do it pasake the back staircase.
No one will see us.
Can you stay with her? She needs calm and rest. I will not leave her.

If she wakes up, give her water or tea and that poppy syrup.
Not too much, because it can cause visions.
I have already given him a dose.
Dinner is not served.
We can always cancel, send everyone home.
No, I told you, there is too much at stake.
We must alert the authorities about Mary.
We can't.
Mary's uncle and fiancé© are here.
If she has been violated, her reputation will be ruined.
It is not her fault that she was raped.
I know it's not fair, but if we let it be known that she is no longer a young girl, no man will ever take her.
She will be a single until the end of her days.
That's ridiculous! She needs a doctor.
She has one.
You.
I'd bet the black-hearted bastard St. Germain is behind this.

I should go there right away and cut off his head.
What you mean? He's here? Yes.
In the living room.
The duke invited him.
Christ! No one is getting their heads cut off tonight.
You should go.
I will let the guests know that you are here.
I'll be right there.
Oh deep breath.
All right? Let's go.
Ladies and gentlemen, Your Grace, Your Royal Highness, allow me to introduce my wife, Claire Fraser, Lady Broch Tuarach.
So wonderful to see you all.
My sincerest apologies for being late.
You must be hungry.
So glad to see you.
How is everything at home? I told him.
I convinced him that it happened one drunken night, the baby is his.
He was overjoyed.
Be quiet. Sleep now, I'm here.

You are safe now.
I love you, Mary.
I will take good care of you.
Charming.
We are fortunate to have Her Royal Highness with us from Italy.
What a resplendent country.
I had the opportunity to visit it last year.
My only disappointment was my trip to the Vatican.
His Grace just told me that he wanted to meet Pope Benedict.
Yes, but he was too busy to receive me.
And what do the popes do anyway? Does anyone know? I guess being the head of the Catholic Church keeps him pretty busy.
Yes.
Have you met him? Oh, really.
He has been extremely generous to my family.
As have the last four popes.
I just wanted to check if the pope is as spiritual as they say.
The man is celebrated throughout Rome for his kind words.
You are known to tell a joke or two, Your Grace.
Perhaps you would favour us? Oh, no, I really don't Uh, well pffft Well, I mean Just that one.
Uh What did the dwarf say when asked for 5 shillings? "Excuse me, I'm a bit short.
"Still reeling from the attack, I couldn't help but look at St.Germain and wonder if he could have orchestrated such violence and then sat quietly across from me two hours later, sipping his soup.

Your Royal Highness, perhaps we should enlighten His Grace on some of your plans.
God's plans? Mind you, these are the only plans that matter.
It is His plan that I, as emissary, unite the clans and restore a Catholic to the throne.
Should we talk politics? It's so dull.
What about opera? Ah! Did anyone attend Lully's "Acis and Galatã©e"? Of course, we all did! My husband and I found it breathtaking.
Are you married, sir? It's a wonder, but I haven't found a woman who would stand me yet.
Well, they are fickle creatures, indeed.
Well, Jamie managed to find himself worthy.
I must say that I think that the combination of their respective beauties will give a child of unfathomable pulchritude.
Thank you.
I understand that Madame and the Marquis must also be congratulated.
Why, yes, uh, we are looking forward to the arrival of a little one.
I apologize, I thought we hadn't officially announced it yet, uh, but an heir! That's the most incredible news, isn't it? Well, then I have to congratulate you.
I wish you and the Marquis all the happiness in the world.
Thank you, Your Royal Highness.
- Santã©.
- Santã©.
- Santã©.
Of course, the world is not always a happy place.
It's pretty unpredictable, really.
One day you are happy, and the next porca miseria.
Forgive me, sir, but I do not understand what you mean.
Yes.
I believe you are a man "in the dark", indeed.
Everything's fine.
I am here.
Mary No, no, no, get away from me! Everything's fine.
Here I will pick up your medicine.
It is a beautiful stone that you wear around your neck, Madam.
Oh, it's just a
Marie ball, wait, it's okay! - Mary, Mary! -No! Let go of me! I'm not trying to hurt you! No! No! No, get off from me! Mary! Everything's fine.
Gentlemen, be reasonable.
-Mary! What the hell are you doing here? Ruined! You ruined my niece! She's my fiancée©! Mary, come with me.
I was so eager to have dessert but I guess it's a bit late.
Stop it, everyone, at once! (GAELIC SPEAKING) Haaah! There is no reason to be uncivil! Yes, and Your Highness should not be subjected to such intemperance.
Leave.
I regret leaving my friend James with these thugs.
Ooh! Do not worry.
I will take care of it.
Thank you.
Ah! Ah!

 

 

Episode 205