Outlander_ 16 Most Romantic Jamie _ Claire Moments _ Compilation _ LoveLove_

This is the worst part. Thank you. It doesn't hurt anymore. It will. It'll be tender for about a week. You'll need a sling. You. Fetch me a long piece of cloth or a belt. Fetch me, sissy. Do you hear that, lads? You and your belt. I'm taking a guess you've done this before. I'm a nurse. Not a wet nurse. You mustn't move the joint for two or three days. When you begin to use it again, go very slowly at first. Stop it once if it hurts. And use warm compresses on it daily. All right. How does that feel? Better. Thank you. Richard. Give it to me. Careful. What are you trying to do? I'll get my platelets to cover you. Shivering. Thank you, but I'm fine, really. You're shaking so hard it's making my teeth rattle. The platelet will keep us both warm, but... Can you do it one-handed? Can you reach? You can't do it on your own, can you? Johnny. I want you to freeze before sun-up. Sun-up? You mean we'll be riding all night? All night. And the next one, too, I reckon. We'll find time of year for a ride, though. Right. I'll never forget when I came out of the church and saw you for the first time. It was as if I stepped outside on a cloudy day, and suddenly the sun came out. I, James Alexander Malcolm Mackenzie Fraser, take thee, Claire Elizabeth Beecham, to be my wedded wife. From having to hold, from this day forth, for better, for worse, in sin and health, till death us do part. I, Claire Elizabeth Beecham, take thee, James Alexander Malcolm Mackenzie Fraser, to be my wedded husband. Have and to hold, from this day forth, in sickness and in health, till death us do part. Do you have a ring? Benedict Domine Annalo Bunk. Quem nos in tuo nomine benedicimus. In nomine Patris Filii Spiritus Sancti. Amen. Say the words after me. Stesmia de ma chrai. And smochus. What exactly did the words mean? Smochus. You are blood of my blood and bone of my bone. And smochus. Bone. Cumbi gies marum. I give you my body, that we two may be one. Gies marum. Cusum quic nibh. So, I give you my spirit. Cusum quic nibh. Tell what our life shall be done. You may kiss your bride. Rest now. You will not harm me. I'm here. Do you really believe me? I believe you, Sassanach. Oh, it would have been a good deal easier if you'd only been a witch. I'm not ready, Jamie. I'm not ready. Come with me. Come with me through the stones. I can't. You could try. You hear it, right? The buzzing. I don't hear anything, Claire. Even if I could go back through the stones, it's not my place. My destiny lies on Gullodin Moor. But I'll find you. I promise. If I have to endure 200 years of purgatory, 200 years without you, then that is my punishment that I have earned for my crimes. For I have lied, killed, stolen, betrayed, and broken trust. But when I stand before God, I'll have one thing to say to weigh against all the rest. Lord, you gave me a rare woman. God, I love the road. It has begun. A wedding gift from Hugh Munro. You keep it with you. Blood of my blood. And bone of my bone. As long as we both shall live. God, this belonged to my father. A kid to the band. And he's old enough. I'll name him Brian. After your father. Love you. You. I never took it off. I would... I would very much like to kiss you. May I? Yes. We haven't done this in a very long time. I saw you so many times. You came to me so often. In a dream sometimes. When I was in a fever. I was so afraid and so lonely, I knew I must die. Whenever I needed you, I would see you. Smiling. Your hair curled around your face. You never touched me. I touch you now. There's the two of us now. What's this? A present. Do you like it? Oh, Jamie. It's wonderful. Where did you find it? I saw the box when I... When I went to the goldsmith to have the ruby said. Oh, my God. It's a microscope. Perhaps one day I'll... Deck you in races and jewels. Nobody ought to give you much, ever. Save for this wee ring and my mother's pearls. You've given me so much more. Brianna, for one. I gave the pearls to her. They're an heirloom, after all. And this ring is all I need. Twenty-four years ago, I married you, Sassenach. I hope I haven't ever given you cause to regret it. Not for a single day. Birthday, Colonel. You taking stock? Something of the sort. Oh, I suppose I have a few hours left. I was born at half-six. Well, I've lived a half-century until suppertime. Do you expect to disintegrate much before then? Do you need me to fetch you a cane? Or a hearing trumpet? I don't suppose anything's likely to fall off before then. As for the workings... It all seems to be in perfect working order. There's nothing loose at all. Oh, good. How did you ken what I was doing? Taking stock, as you say. I do it, too. Before every birthday, I like to reflect on the year past. I think everybody does. It's making sure that you're the same person as you were the day before. You didn't see any marked changes, did you, Sassenach? You're still you. It struck me. I've now lived longer than my father did. This is a morning he never saw. He died when he was forty-nine. I'm sure he'd be happy to know you're alive. With children and grandchildren that love you. I agree. The world and each day in it is a gift. Whatever tomorrow brings, I'm grateful to see it. As for taking stock of all my teeth... None of my parts are missing. And my cock still stands up by itself in the morning. Could be worse. Happy birthday. To you. Christ. You're a bravey thing. Am I? Aye. How do you feel? Safe. This will be a sign to all who pass that they're entering Fraser's Ridge. We will make it back here one day, won't we? I never thought I'd see bonnie Scotland again, but it is where we're bound, so we will. You will always be enough. Cleo! I'm sorry, your lordship. I asked him to wait, but the gentleman insisted on... What? My blood. There are a number of soldiers in the vicinity that may be searching for me. How, in God's name, are you alive? Yeah. The Utopia was set to sail on the evening tide. But her enterprising captain took advantage of an easterly wind. My luggage was aboard. I wasn't. I hate to break up such a joyous reunion, but your son is due home shortly. Jamie. Talk to me. When Geneva died, and it was my fault, there was a knife in my heart. Then William. Berne. Cut me right open, spilled my guts out into my hands. That bloody Englishman bandaged me for his friendship. No. No, I didn't kill him. I don't know if I'm glad of it or not, but I didn't. I'll now say I didn't mind this, because I do. And I'll now say I will not make a fuss about this later, because I will, but there is nothing in this world or the next that can take you from me, or me from you. Do you disagree? No. Because it will not do you any good if you did. One more question. Are you my wife? I'd not be. Then I'm done with talking. Here. Shh. There's no one home. I may as well be hung for sheep as lambs. Wait. Kiss me first. Are you in a position to make demands, do you think? Yes, I am. I'm your wife. I've had the richness of all those years and more. To see those years touch you gives me joy. For it means that you live. Come to me. Shelter me. Heal me. In a fashion, Ian. I want only to lie here with you in my arms. Keep you safe and watch you sleep. I can rise then. Be a clear mind. Go to do what must be done. Do you know that when a female elephant is dying, sometimes the male elephant will try to mate with her? Either your fever again, or you have some very perverse fancies. You don't really want me to. No, not this minute. No, and I'm not dying either. The thought just occurred to me. Since you're not dying, maybe that'll do. Jamie, can we go home, please? No, I promise. As soon as you're feeling well enough, I'll take you home.