Outlander Recap 305 – Freedom and Whisky

Spring Summer is here and I finally managed to put out fires long enough to get back to the business the Lord intended for me ̶ ogling Scots and making lame jokes. My break went a little longer than I expected, but I’m ready to ignore my children once more and get the business of Outlander, so here we go.

When last I left our heroes, it was the end of an era. Frank exited via car, Claire threw in the towel on finding Jamie, Bree accepted the fact that half her DNA is aged more than the most expensive whisky, and Roger was given just enough hope-juice to keep his thirst for American-brand ginger soda going strong. That means that instead of Scotland we begin this episode in…

Boston, 1968. Claire continues to know and do better than every man around her. This time, it’s Joe Abernathy, who advises her to close on a surgery despite her hunch that the patient is harboring additional necrosis and time running out on the patient’s blood pressure. Claire respects Joe, but she believes in her own counsel above anyone else’s and it turns out to be a good thing. She saves her patient.

Meantime, Brianna is sketching and ignoring Lord Merton Professor Brown’s lecture on Longfellow’s “Paul Revere’s Ride” as an example of how prose contributes to historical inaccuracy. Turns out Revere got sole credit for the Midnight Ride, but he actually didn’t go alone. Revere was accompanied by two men, and after his capture, the mission was completed by one of his companions, Samuel Prescott, who basically went on to be someone who never had a poem written about him.

Brianna looks up, her attention caught by the concept, but it fades once more when the Professor jokes about the cause for the misconception. Brown dismisses the class for the Christmas break, but asks Bree to stay behind to inform her that she’s not only failing his history class, but every one of her college classes.

Bree deadpans that maybe she’s not as smart as everyone thinks she is, but Brown counters that she wouldn’t be at Harvard if that were the case because Brown is a snob. He then pulls the guilt card, telling Brianna that her father was not only a colleague of his, but a friend.  “So I’ve always felt a responsibility to look out for you.”

Bree’s expression is oddly sardonic, probably because the subject of her father is a touchy one. Brown points out that she excelled last semester, and that she can talk to him, but Bree insists that everything’s fine. Not even his assertion that her future at college is in peril seems to penetrate her IDGAF shield. More than Brianna’s grades have fallen. She carries herself apart, as if no longer of her time or sure of her place in the world, and her insecurity expresses itself in a sort of angry stillness. But Bree, like Jamie and Claire, is a creature of action. This is a bubble she won’t be able to maintain, long-term. Here’s a visual:

It’s only later that night when Brianna arrives at a dark house, her First Christmas ornament up on the tree, that she allows her pain to show. No matter that he wasn’t her blood, Bree misses Frank. She lovingly runs a hand down his chair, smells his pipe, and goes to his desk to look through pictures of herself and her parents through the years. She runs her thumb down a photograph of Frank holding her as an infant, and even though her lip trembles, no tears fall.

Grief is complicated. Bree and Frank loved each other fiercely, and though she is intelligent enough to know her parents didn’t have an ideal marriage, the frustration of the search for Jamie has made her a stranger to her own life, her own memories. She no longer feels confident about the relationship she shared with the most important man in her life to-date because of what he must have felt for her birth father, and she is isolated from knowing Jamie by time and history.  To be perfectly honest, her grades are the least of it. Bree is undergoing a crisis of identity. The man who loved her and who she considered her father is gone, and the man her mother loved, who actually fathered her, is out of reach.

Back at the hospital, Claire unknowingly mirrors Bree’s actions, worriedly staring at a photo of her daughter while Joe brings her a drink and chats her up about Scotland, asking if she “met a man.” Claire tells him that there was someone from her past, as “Scottish as they come” and that they were “as serious as it comes.”

She had hoped to reconnect with him while she was there, but “fate had other ideas.” “Fuck fate,” Joe replies, confirming that Joe is the friend everyone deserves. Claire, who has literally attempted to do so several times already in two different centuries, seems on board.

Their talk is interrupted by a nurse bringing surgical reports for Joe’s review. Claire reminds him she’s off the clock and stands to leave, but Joe lets her know their conversation is “to be continued.”

A yellow cab stops in front of the Randall home, and out pops a giant beating heart sporting a fine coat and an even finer face-pelt. It’s Roger, giving himself an awkward pep talk about the pros and cons of popping in unannounced on his transcontinental crush.  Flying to Boston uninvited, he tells himself, is either “the most daft” thing he’s ever done or “the most brilliant.”

It’s about to be both.

He rings the doorbell and if the shouting voices of Claire and Bree aren’t a hint that daft wins, Brianna’s grumpy “WHAT?” when she opens the door certainly is. Despite her obvious bad mood, there is an immediate softening about her face and a sparkle in her eye when she sees him standing there.

The two take a minute to smile nervously at each other before she invites him in, and even though Roger glances at the boxes and suitcase assembled by the door, he discreetly says nothing. “Look who’s here,” Brianna tells a shocked Claire, who tries with some effort to tell Roger that he is a “wonderful surprise,” but Roger, bless his heart, hasn’t the guile to pretend. He knows he should have sent word, that he’s come at a bad time, and he looks even more uncomfortable as the reason for the argument emerges. It turns out Brianna dropped out of Harvard and has decided to move out.

Claire wants to speak to the Dean, but Brianna, exasperated, shouts at her mother that she isn’t listening to her. “I need a break.” Bree tried to come back to Boston, to the life she had before finding out about Jamie, but she can’t be that person anymore. “I tried, and it’s not working.” Both Roger and Claire look upset not only at what Bree is saying, but how she is saying it. This is a character who has, until now, been self-assured, centered. Claire lived a whole unwanted life for her daughter’s sake, and Roger crossed an ocean for her. But Bree doesn’t need something that anyone else can give her. She needs to find herself again. She doesn’t seem to believe in anything anymore. Not even suitcases.

The doorbell rings, and she tells them she has to go. She apologizes to Roger and asks him to hang out the next day. Roger offers to get a hotel, but Claire insists he stay with her. After dinner, Claire asks Roger if he has been back to Inverness and discovers that Bree might not be his only reason for showing up at her doorstep. This is his first Christmas without the Reverend, and as he tells Claire about his Christmas memories of his adoptive father, it’s obvious to her (and to us) that he’s lonely.

He’d like to try an American Christmas. “Maybe make some new traditions of my own.” Claire tells him they used to read “A Christmas Carol” to Bree until she grew out of it, “or maybe Frank and I did.” Claire points out that Roger is a magnet for their family quarrels.

Roger jokes that he hadn’t noticed, and Claire jokes back that he didn’t come just for the American Christmas. Roger asks if it’s that obvious, but Claire thinks it’s good he came because Bree needs someone to talk to that understands timey wimeyness what she went through this past summer. “She puts up a good facade,” Roger says, correctly identifying one of the dominant Fraser genetic traits.

They go into the living room, and as Roger pours Claire a whiskey, he tells her he has news that might put a smile on her face. Little does Roger know, Claire has a PhD in Confounding Expectations. “I’m a historian. That’s what I do. I pursue. I’m like a dog with a bone,” Roger explains. Claire looks perplexed until she asks what he’s talking about and he simply says, “I found him.” For just an instant, Claire looks like she doesn’t know who He is.

But then she must remember because her smile fades into shock as Roger goes on, showing her that he found an article in a 1765 journal called Forrester’s. In it are two quotes from Robert Burns’ “The Author’s Earnest Cry And Prayer,” which Roger remembers Claire quoted to Jamie. Claire argues that Burns was popular, and anyone could have known it, but Roger points out that the poem in question wasn’t written until 1786. At the time of the Forrester’s article, Burns would have been but six years old.

“Only someone with knowledge of the future could have quoted lines that hadn’t been written yet,” Roger explains, helpfully guiding us to the relevant plot point. Claire mentions that there is no author listed, but Roger points to the cover, which Claire is apparently too in shock to read: Alexander Malcolm, two of Jamie’s middle names. Jamie has become a printer, and according to the parallel calendar they created, was alive in Edinburgh as of one year ago. Roger grins at Claire, pleased with himself and expecting a positive reaction, when another gamble with a Randall goes south. Claire’s expressions work between joy and fear as she gets up to pace, finally stopping to snap at Roger that she never asked him to do this.

“I thought you’d want to know,” he replies, confused. “Well, I don’t.” Roger apologizes, turning away, but Claire is working herself into a right froth. “I could have lived the rest of my life not knowing.” She explains that she had shut the door on the past twenty years ago, the hardest thing she ever did. Then she began to hope again when she heard Jamie survived Culloden, but she can’t go through the cycle again. Roger says it’s not just hope, that it’s real. “You can go to Jamie,” he comforts, not prepared for her response. “And leave Brianna? With everything she’s going through?”

Claire doesn’t feel that she can abandon her daughter at a time when she needs her. A contrite Roger asks what he can do, and Claire asks him not to tell Bree about Jamie. “I won’t say a word,” Roger promises. Claire tells him she knows he meant well, but Roger doesn’t meet her eyes, excusing himself to retire instead, citing jet lag.

 

That night, Claire holds Ellen Mackenzie’s pearls as she stares out the window, lost in thought. I mentioned in my Deep Thoughts for this episode that “despite a keen scientific mind, Claire doesn’t always analyze her own motivations, and usually sidesteps blame when it comes her way. It’s one of those quirks that defines and humanizes her character, and the reason so many people end up entangled in so many shenanigans in her name.” Claire, impulsive by nature, wanted to find Jamie until the reality of what finding Jamie would mean was brought home via Adorable Scottish Historian.

It’s not that she isn’t still in love, or that she is even content with her life as it stands. It isn’t even Bree, really. It’s the overwhelming disconnect from the woman she was when last she saw the man she loved, and the weight of twenty years of a disappointing life. Claire, a time traveler by biology, a scientist by nature, has been existing in an unnatural state of stasis, and it will take a challenge to her carefully maintained equilibrium to force her back into movement

The next day at the hospital, Joe is playing with a box of bones delivered to him by an anthropologist colleague looking for a second opinion. He assembles the skeleton like a messed-up IKEA cabinet, telling Claire that she’s an adult “pretty lady” in about her forties.

Claire holds the skull and asks why he was sent “over a 150-year-old murder victim,” and Joe stops in his tracks, telling her she’s only off by about 50 years. His colleague was hoping he could discover cause of death, so he asks Claire what made her think she was murdered, but Claire doesn’t know. Joe says she was found in a cave in the Caribbean, along with other artifacts. He pulls up a vertebra sliced clean through the middle and tells Claire she was right. “Somebody tried to cut this lady’s head clean off with a dull blade.”

Joe asks Claire how she knew, and Claire says she “just felt like it.” They think it was a secret slave burial, but according to the bones, this lady was white. In an impressive pivot for two people just discussing a brutal murder, Joe goes right back to where they left off during their last conversation, asking about Claire’s man in Scotland, and Claire confesses that he was Bree’s real father, information she revealed to Bree in Scotland, and why her daughter is currently riding the front row of the struggle bus.

You know Bree thought about it. We all have. Claire’s sex life is basically our favorite subplot.

Joe is kind and non-judgmental, saying he’s glad she told him, and that it explains a lot. “No one thought you and Frank were Ozzy and Harriet,” he tells her, in case she was in doubt that she and Frank fooled anyone besides themselves for twenty years. He says he’s watched her live “a half-life” since they met, and counsels that if she has another chance at love, she should take it. “Brianna will come around.” His calm assurance seems to quiet Claire, who thanks him sincerely.

Back at the house, Roger has discovered his next sci-fi fandom in the form of Dark Shadows. In the show, vampire Barnabas is bemoaning the loss of Vicky Winters, a time-traveler, who followed her true love back into the 18th century rather than stay with him.

Brianna enters and makes fun of him for watching it, unaware that she is basically mocking her own parent’s lives and also that Dark Shadows is awesome and that Roger can’t help his amazing taste in television. Roger rightfully asserts that the “troglodytes” at Oxford wouldn’t understand “the travails of the House of Collins” and he’s so adorably, righteously nerdy that Bree’s joking indifference melts away, and she apologizes for the previous day.

Roger apologizes for dropping in unannounced, but she’s glad he did. As they both so often do when one of them shows true emotion, Roger changes the subject to his wish for an American Christmas, which has now expanded into a desire to try both lobster rolls and Boston cream pie. Bree playfully says she knows someone who can help him with that, but then becomes serious again as she invites him to “this thing” in honor of her father at Harvard, a fellowship being named in his honor. Afterwards, she offers to walk him around. “I’d be honored,” he answers seriously, touched that she’d invite him.

Bree breaks the tension by plopping next to him on the couch, assuring him they can watch the rest of the episode first.

Later that day, she walks him through The Robinson Cloisters (outside which Frank once asked Claire if she was all right after their first faculty party), explaining their Gothic origin as no doubt Frank once explained it to her. Roger wonders about the secrets the structure could tell and the notable Harvard graduates who once walked the very place they stood.  Brianna is a bit startled to realize that she never wondered those things. Instead, she marveled at the construction, that “every single piece of stone is held in place by the pressure of the one next to it,” and tells Roger that there is a “truth” to the building.

Roger teases that she doesn’t sound like the daughter of a historian, not expecting Bree’s emotions to be so close to the surface. She snaps that she isn’t the daughter of a historian, but of an 18th-century highlander. She might have thought twice about complaining about her parental richness in front of an orphan, but thankfully Roger doesn’t question her emotions. Instead, he shares a bit of his own history.

Even more so than the physical letters and mementos Roger’s dad left behind, the stories the reverend told him about his father made his father real, “and knowing my father helped me know myself. Everybody needs a history.” It doesn’t matter to him if it was made up or real. Bree, disillusioned by the discipline both Roger and Frank loved, doesn’t trust history anymore. “It’s just a story. It changes depending on who’s telling it. Like Paul Revere, Bonnie Prince Charlie, her parents…or her own. “History can’t be trusted.”

Roger doesn’t reply, realizing that nothing he says at this point will make a difference, and they go inside to the ceremony. Her bitterness and attachment to the tangible and rational are understandable. Bree needs precision and hard data, because she’s lived in a glass menagerie of a family, even before she found out about Jamie. This was not the case with Roger, who grew up with an adoptive but stable family, and whose place in it was not at all altered by the discovery of his Mackenzie roots.

Dean Tramble stands before a photo of Frank and a plaque that will display the names of the future winners of the newly-named Frank W. Randall Fellowship in the Field of European Studies. First, he speaks a bit about Professor Randall’s “ground-breaking research,” which the plaque describes as “European studies, in particular, his work charting the rise and fall of European dynasties in the early modern period.”

Spy on in Heaven, you taciturn spook angel.

Later on Claire, in perfect Jackie O. drag, thanks Tramble for honoring Frank, and is completely blindsided when he calls a “Professor Travers” over to ask for her grant proposal by Monday. Tramble notices the brief awkwardness and, apologizing, formally introduces Claire to her dead husband’s mistress. Sandy Travers, like Claire herself, is a career woman, working on research into “the influence of colonial English on autochthonous languages.” Like oh, I don’t know… Gaelic? Damn. No wonder Frank was into her. Cute AND useful. You can say a lot about Frank, but his multitasking game was flawless. In any case, what follows is the conversational equivalent of two cats hissing.

“That’s fascinating,” Claire lies.

The two women manage to stay frosty but civil until the Dean is called away. The second he steps away, Sandy ups the ante with every Other Woman’s favorite game, “I Knew Him Better”. She comments that Frank would have hated all the fuss. Claire, who like Frank himself, shared an intimate knowledge of each other’s defects and public sex kinks, claps back by saying she thinks “he would have rather liked it.”

Sandy retorts that he always said the work was the reward, and Claire, losing her taste for the conversation, excuses herself and begins to walk away. But Sandy has words burning a hole in her that she just has to blurt out, telling Claire that she should have let Frank go. “All those years. You never wanted him, but you wouldn’t give him up.”

Claire, probably sensing the effrontery of a woman she allowed to bang her husband questioning why she didn’t make things easier for her, seethes back that she doesn’t see how it’s any of her business. Sandy keeps talking, saying that Frank said he stayed with her for Brianna, but she knew that “part of him was still in love with you, and always would be, no matter how much you broke his heart.” Claire is still, at once both guilty and riveted by what she’s hearing.

Sandy, tearing up, tells Claire that she had to live with it, because Frank was the love of her life, and she wanted him, even if it meant she had to share him. “I could have made him happy. But you were selfish. You wanted it all.  So you lived a lie, and you made Frank and Brianna live it, too.  You threw away twenty years with him.  I would give anything to have just one more day.” Sandy might have a doctorate in languages but she probably minored in guilt. She leaves, and the camera pans out to show Brianna watching her mother.

For all that Sandy is and what she did and represents, the reason it wounds Claire is obvious: Frank was Sandy’s Jamie, and by passively staying in a marriage she no longer wanted, Claire actively kept them apart. Neither woman can help who she loved (or didn’t love) and because of that, their overlapping romantic histories became something that eludes their ability to control it. They both believe the other had a choice, when in the end, neither really did. It’s a deeply moving scene that serves to show another poignant cost of the decision Claire and Jamie made twenty years ago on the eve of Culloden.

On their way out of the reception, Bree asks her mother about the blonde woman she was speaking to, and says she recognizes her. When Claire replies that she was one of Frank’s old students, Bree tells her that she remembers being younger, at a store with Frank when he Sandy and stopped to speak to her. “Something about it… the way he looked at her? It was the same way he used to look at you.” The fact that she would have noticed this about her father and that she’s the initiator of this conversation is both indicative of the dysfunction Bree witnessed growing up, and the way she has chosen to deal with deception in her life as an adult. I hope this is addressed before they develop the relationship with Roger any further. This girl is bound to have relationship issues.

She reminds Claire that they promised at the stones that there would be no more lies between them. Claire wearily admits that “Frank loved her. It went on for many years,” and that he was going to marry her.

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This information saddens Bree, but not for the reason we think. She isn’t upset at the state of her parents’ marriage. She’s dealt with that her whole life. Instead, she is thinking about the father she loved and wondering if he loved her back the way she thought, or if their history was a lie. Bree reminds Claire that she told her she looked like Jamie, and voices out loud the thought that must have been eating at her since Scotland, that all her life her father had to look at her and see another man – the man her mother really loved. “He must have hated me.”

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Claire rushes to reassure her of her importance to Frank.  “Raising you… that was his life’s work.  His greatest joy.” Bree isn’t only unsure of Frank, however. She also wants to know if Claire resented her for being “the reason you lost Jamie.” Claire seems flabbergasted that she would think that, saying that the only thing she resented was having to leave Jamie. She looks at her daughter tenderly tells her of the day she was born, holding and nursing her and having Bree look at her for the first time, how she had never felt anything like it before. “I love you for you, Brianna.  Not for the man who fathered you.”

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Bree says Claire must still think about him, and when Claire admits she does, she decides it’s time to share another truth: the article that Roger found. Bree sees Jamie’s middle names and grins, realizing it’s Jamie. Claire tells her that Roger found him, and Bree comes to an immediate conclusion. “Then you can go back.” Brianna knows what’s at stake here.

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Claire says that he life is there, with her, but Bree isn’t having it, pointing out that she’s grown up, and could live on her own. “I love you, but I don’t need you — not the way I did when I was little.” Claire smiles at her, noncommittal.

On Christmas eve, Claire and her hospital colleagues watch the Apollo 8 broadcast. As the crew recites from the book of Genesis, Joe wonders out loud about their life after space. “How do you take a trip like that, and come back to life as you know it?”

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If the connection wasn’t to Claire wasn’t obvious enough, her voiceover pops in to confirm it. In some ways, Claire says, she’s been further than space, and though she did come back to her life, “it’s never the same.” Maybe, she wonders, it’s enough to have gone just once, which is more than most people get. She looks around the room, already a stranger in a strange land, and walks over to the window to stare at the moon and consider her decision.

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That night at home, she and Brianna discuss the possibility of her leaving, and Claire explains that there is no guarantee that she can ever come back. “It’s possible we may never see each other again.  Can you live with that?  Because I don’t know if I can.”

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Like any mother, Claire would like to be there for Bree’s wedding, and when she becomes a mother, to hold her first grandchild. Brianna knows it won’t be easy, but she’s been thinking about whether she’s “more Randall or Fraser,” and she’s reached the conclusion that she’s more like her mother than either of her fathers. “And if I can turn out to be half the woman you are, then I’ll be fine.”

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Claire is touched, but still worried. To her assertion that she knows her daughter better than anyone, Bree replies that the person who doesn’t know her at all is Jamie, and Claire owes it to him to go back and tell him everything. Claire smiles absentmindedly, and Bree realizes that there is more bothering her mother than she’s said. “What if he’s forgotten me?” Claire wonders, “Or what if he doesn’t love me anymore?”

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Brianna reminds her that if what she what she felt for Jamie is still the most powerful thing in her life, she must trust it is also still the same for Jamie. “You gave Jamie up for me. Now I have to give him back to you.” Both overcome with emotion, they embrace.

Christmas Day at the hospital, Claire asks Joe for a consult on a very important matter: her own hotness. It’s a man’s opinion she needs, and Joe’s the only man she can have this conversation with. “Am I attractive? Sexually?” This is one of my favorite parts in the novels, because no way my best guy friend doesn’t get asked this ON THE REG, just FMI.

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He doesn’t disappoint, joking that it must be a trick question and guessing that this is about her man in Scotland. Claire wants to know if she’s “changed terribly” from when Joe first met her, and he chuckles.

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“You’re a skinny white broad with too much hair but a great ass. He’ll be in heaven when he sees you, Lady Jane.” Claire grins and thanks him. It’s exactly what she needed to know.

That night, Claire, Roger and Bree exchange gifts. Claire gets what every woman wants: cold hard cash and an abridged history of Scotland. Bree jokes that she didn’t get Claire a flashlight because Roger was afraid she’d end up at another witch trial, as if that alone would stop her. Claire returns their gesture by confessing to a bit of light larceny, saying she thought about what she’d need and so took some scalpels and penicillin from the hospital. “I thought 1766 Edinburgh will need it more than 1968 Boston.”

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Claire thanks them both for their generosity, but Bree has one more gift. Claire unwraps a small box to find a teardrop-shaped topaz pendant on a golden chain. Not only is it Bree’s birthstone but also a tool to help Claire through the stones, according to what they read in Gillian Edgars’ notebook. Claire confirms her theory by saying that she lost gemstones both times she went through: the jewels on her watch, and the stone on Jamie’s ring.

Brianna wonders how Claire will carry everything with her (I guess suitcases don’t time travel), and Claire says she will make something. It turns out Claire sewed not only Bree’s clothes, but also her pageant dresses and then I get sidetracked wondering if that’s a UK term for prom or if Bree competed in beauty pageants.

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Roger brings it back to his fandoms when he jokes about Claire having a utility belt, “just like the caped crusader himself,” and this segues into one of the most non sequitur montages in the show. Claire in her workroom, MacGyvering a three-piece outfit out of a raincoat to the piercing harmonies of the 1966 Batman series theme song.

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That basically covers that.

All that garment design and construction wears Claire out, and that night she spends some quality time staring at her ridiculously attractive face and worrying about whether or not it’s attractive ENOUGH. It has been twenty years since she last saw Jamie, and I suppose it stands to reason that even the top 1% of genetic lottery winners have their insecurities when faced with going back to their rock-hard tiger cub spouses.  Of course everything is right and tight, but just in case her racing stripe of grey hair’s a deal-breaker, she dyes it out.

The next day Bree and Roger walk in for some compliments and brief Miss Clairol ad, as Claire self-consciously admits to “touching up the grey.” Roger asks about “the bat-suit,” and Claire points out all the features of her very own superhero outfit and its many, many pockets. Claire is going on about her her uneven hems, but Bree tells her “no one cares. Especially Jamie.”

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Bree notices that Claire is taking the blouse she wore to Harvard, and when Claire sheepishly asks if she can borrow it, her daughter reassures her that it will look perfect. They stare at each other for a moment, and Roger excuses himself to “fetch one more last-minute provision,” and no doubt to give mother and daughter a moment alone because Roger has a PhD in feels.  “He’s a good one,” Claire tells Brianna, and she replies that she knows.

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After a brief pause, Claire gets down to business, giving Bree her resignation letter, which she is to give to Joe Abernathy, as well as the deed to the house and information about the bank accounts, which are now in her name. The reality that her mother is leaving seems to shake Bree, and she complains that Claire won’t let her come to Scotland to see her off…but this is how Claire wants it. The first time she went through the stones she was terrified, then heartbroken, and this time, she wants it to be peaceful.

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“If I had to say good-bye to you there, I might never go.” “Well,” Bree replies, choking up. “That is not an option.” Claire holds her daughter’s face and calls her “my beautiful girl.” Brianna’s voice breaks as she tells her she will miss her so much, but she wants her to go and find her father, and “give him this,” a kiss.

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Claire, tears running down her face, smiles and says she has something to give her. Out of a velvet pouch she takes Ellen MacKenzie’s Scottish pearls, and places them around Bree’s neck. She tells her they were a gift from her father when they married, and then tells her she can wear them on her wedding day, if she likes.

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They both seem to realize at the same time that it is a day that Claire won’t get to see, and they rush into each other’s arms. Roger walks back in with a tray of whisky, and Claire lets Bree go to thank him tearfully for being “a dog with a bone. For everything.” He offers her “a wee nip for the road,” and as he pours, Claire cuddles her daughter close. Roger hands them their glasses, and Bree offers a toast that Claire echoes. “To freedom and whisky.” It would be sad except for Roger lighting up the world.

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That night, Claire walks out of the Boston brownstone for the last time and turns back to see a tearful Brianna in the window, pearls still on, Roger standing solid and sympathetic behind her. She touches her hand to her lips and smiles tremulously, then turns and walks to a waiting cab.

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Now that her mother has turned away, Bree spins from the window, straight into Roger’s arms. He holds her as she cries, and we watch Claire’s cab pull away. After a moment Bree pulls away and smiles at Roger through her tears. “Stay here a minute,” she says, and walks away to the kitchen. Roger looks a bit sadfused at the loss of his snuggle buddy.

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He calls after her to ask if she is all right, but she just nods quickly and keeps walking. Bree comes from a long line of compartmentalizers, so she allows herself only a moment of tears and then visibly pulls herself together, determinedly pulling on a Santa Claus hat and picking up a tray. Roger sees her come out of the kitchen with a smile on her face, and he accurately guesses what she’s carrying: Boston cream pie and a lobster roll.

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She suggests that they watch “A Charlie Brown Christmas” later and when Roger asks what that is (GASP) she explains it’s “Part of your new American Christmas tradition.” Roger pauses, then replies that he too, has something for her. Reaching under the tree, he picks up a small present and hands it to her to unwrap. It is a copy of Dickens’ A Christmas Carol, a reminder not only of a happier time with her parents, but also that she was and is loved. Roger doesn’t say anything but rests his chin on his hand and looks at her tenderly, until Bree leans over and kisses him. Is that a foghorn I hear?

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Afterwards, they stare at each other for a heartbeat, recognizing a new closeness and dependence on each other that remains beautifully unspoken. There is no great declaration, no promise of forever, but they are there, together, their bodies echoing each other’s movements in almost every scene, a glance shared or avoided communicating everything we need to know about them, two exceptionally good-looking young people who just happen to have enough faith in each other to risk falling in love. Bree tucks her legs underneath her, Roger reaches for a lobster roll with one hand and put his other arm around her, and she begins to read to him. It is a new generation, building new traditions from the old. A portent of things to come.

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In the meantime, Claire travels back in time via Voyager Prologue. One moment she is looking out from her 20th-century cab at a puddle in the street, and the next she is stepping from a carriage into a puddle in 1766 Edinburgh.

Claire Fraser smells true love, Outlander

She wastes no time asking about Alexander Malcolm, printer, and is told he’s “just around the way” in Carfax Close. Claire makes her way down the crowded street to Jamie’s shop, pausing to run her fingers over the ornate symbol-laden wrought iron sign that proclaims “A. Malcolm, Printer and Bookseller.”

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Her giddy expression turns to wonder as she climbs the stairs, and as she nears the door, to insecurity. She takes a moment to breathe, smooth her hair and then she opens the door, a bell tinkling merrily above her.

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She looks around the empty space, only to hear a familiar voice calling from one floor below. “That you, Geordie? Took ye long enough.” Claire turns towards the voice, walking to it and the interior window it’s coming from with a joyful, nervous expression.

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She peers down through said window at Jamie, his back turned to her, grousing to who he still thinks is Geordie.

She tries to say his name and falters, finally managing to get out a teary “It isn’t Geordie.” At the sound of her voice, Jamie stiffens, lowering the paper he was reading. “It’s me,” Claire says, glowing with happiness. “Claire.” I find it endearing that she feels she has to point out who “me” is. I’m pretty sure he know, girl.

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Jamie turns slowly, peering up at her with a suspicious expression that smooths out into shock as he looks fully at her.

For a moment, they just stare at each other.

And then Jamie wobbles a bit, planting a hand behind him to keep steady. Claire smiles nervously at him, and his brain decides he needs a time out. Jamie gracefully topples over in a faint, paper scattering all around him.

Upstairs, Claire gasps.

This episode was a lovely bookend of two distinct ages in a woman’s romantic life, and of the complex and symbiotic relationship between mothers and daughters. At one end is Claire, about to begin married life again after a long period of mourning the loss of her true love. Jamie is a bit of an unknown quantity to her, and that carries different weight in middle age. Certainly their love is epic, but it hasn’t conquered all. There has been a lot of pain, but the fact that she is ready and willing to dive back into that work speaks volumes. When you’re older, you realize love takes work, and the effort makes the commitment all the more dear. Claire is wiser, if no less in love. Back in the 20th century, Bree is discovering her own path, and her own sense of self outside her parents. Even though Claire is gone and she’s embarking on a new romance with Roger, her parents’ lessons are strong voices that will continue to influence her. Claire has left Bree more than deeds and bank accounts: she has left her a sense of what it is to waste a life, and it’s a lesson she won’t take lightly. In the end, we are all the cumulative history of those who came before us, mixed with our own experiences, forming the alchemical mix of our distinct personalities. And one day we will influence and perplex those after us, much as we were frustrated and marked by those who came before us, stretching into the past and future, making us all immortal.

 

Outlander Recap 304 – Of Lost Things

I can’t go on.
I’ll go on.
~Samuel Beckett, The Unnamable

We stumble. We stutter. We rise. We are lifted. ~Anthony of Padua

 

Scotland, 1968. At the Reverend Wakefield’s house, Roger get his link analysis on, narrowing the Jamie search window to 1766 by theorizing that time has passed at an identical twenty-year rate for both Jamie and Claire.

Brianna and Claire are looking though prison records, but there’s no mention of Jamie. As they talk, Fiona stops by with tea and scones, and her admonishment to Roger to eat more prompts Bree to vividly imagine those two frolicking like shih tzu puppies.

Her expression is so syrupy that Roger winces at the unspoken implication, but Claire doesn’t notice at all. She has found Jamie’s name on the prisoner list for Ardsmuir Prison, number 7, James Fraser. Looking through the prisoner rolls, Roger determines he was there from 1753 to 1756, when the prison closed. He and Bree head off to celebrate with some whisky, and a hopeful Claire is left alone to ponder the possibilities.

Helwater Estate, England. 1756. Lord Dunsany, his wife and two daughters arrive at the estate after an Italian holiday. Dunsany asks Evans, his butler, to bring “the new groomsman” to him at the house. That message telephones its way down the chain of command until the head groom gets to a serious Jamie, who is going by the name Alexander MacKenzie and sporting the entire front half of Molly Ringwald’s hair from Pretty in Pink.

John Grey told Dunsany that Jamie had fought at Culloden, spared John’s life and was honorable. Dunsany lost his son Gordon in the rebellion. Jamie concedes that “many good men were lost on both sides,” and Dunsany replies that he respects a man who fights for a cause. It comforts him to think that Gordon died for what he believed in, and as far as he’s concerned the end of the war meant an end to the quarrel — but not Lady Dunsany. She never got over her son’s death, and “carries a great hatred for any Jacobite.”

As Dunsany speaks, it’s obvious that the mention of his son still pains him, as well. Jamie picks up on it, commenting that the “pain of losing a child never leaves you,” and confessing that he’s lost two of his own. Dunsany seems touched, and after a moment of quiet reflection, resolves to tell his wife that Jamie is just a groom that came well-recommended by John, and not a prisoner. “But you are a prisoner, MacKenzie. Mind you don’t forget it.”

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Deep Thoughts Outlander 305: Freedom and Whisky

I freaking loved this episode. I wanted to bundle it in something pretty and display it proudly in my home. I need to name a child after it, and then when people ask me “Why is your child called ‘Freedomandwhisky?” I can sit their pristine little tushes down on my sofa and give them a parade of feels. Afterwards we can get drunk together and eat ice cream, and the world will seem a better, happier place. Not to say this was a happy episode, per se. What it was was about identity and change. As Semisonic once said, “you don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here.” The revelations in episodes past all have their emotional payoff here, as characters experience new beginnings that come from some other beginning’s end.

Spoilers ahead for episode 305.

Here are five takeaways:

Randall aftermath.  One of the things this episode did really well was to tie up the emotional loose ends of the turbulent Randall marriage. Claire made a commitment to Frank, once upon a time, to forget Jamie. She made a commitment to Jamie to keep their daughter safe, and watch over her. To some extent, keeping each of those promises meant defrauding the other. Her choice (and it was a choice) to stay with Frank up until the end of his life impacted lives aside from their own, and it felt honest and real to see Sandy’s bitterness, hear Joe’s brief, brutal summation and watch Brianna doubt Frank’s love. Even though she is our hero, and despite a keen scientific mind, Claire doesn’t always analyze her own motivations, and usually sidesteps blame when it comes her way. It’s one of those quirks that defines and humanizes her character, and the reason so many people end up entangled in so many shenanigans in her name.

The return of Magical Claire. Not since Master Raymond in Season 2 have we gotten a hint at the book’s allusions that Claire’s healing powers are, at least in part, magical. In that timey-wimey way Outlander has, her examination of Joe’s “pretty lady” bones is mostly instinctual, and it yields some insights that are in no way scientifically derived. The surgery that she encouraged Joe to attempt on his own would have undoubtedly been a failure, as he would have closed without extracting the necrosis she instinctively knew was there. Geillis and Claire were both called witches, and certainly Geillis owned that title much more than her time-traveling companion, but there might be more there than meets the eye. Her notebook is no longer seen as the ravings of a madwoman, but instead a reference manual for time travel, as evidenced by Brianna’s gift of a topaz necklace to aid in Claire’s return. These little moments are touched on very briefly, but very distinctly, and certainly bear watching.

Mommy’s Little Girl. Bree’s statement that she is more her mother’s child than either of her fathers’ is more revealing than she knows. Her “Everything is fine,” to her professors, her intense privacy and her pride are all callbacks to Claire. Certainly that deep breath in the kitchen, echoes Claire’s deep breath at the doors of the morgue after Frank’s death. Children do as we do, not as we say, and she’s certainly learned to suppress intense emotion and get on with it. Despite her very real loss of identity in finding out about her biological father and wondering if she was truly loved, questioning the authenticity of her own story, by the end of the episode the selfishness that has has been her most frequently cited negative trait is beautifully offset by her choice to actively encourage her mother to go back in time and retake the life that she unwittingly interrupted. It is a lovely, generous, action, and it served to endear me to the character in a way I didn’t experience until much later in the books.

Shipping RedBeard. I loved seeing the further blossoming of Brianna and Roger’s relationship. Series Roger is endearingly geeky and goofy, but that fumbling exterior covers up a deep well of understanding about what it means to be well-loved. Roger may have experienced a lot of pain and loss in his life, but he was also raised with honesty, and the stories he heard held deep, meaningful resonance. Brianna’s worldview has been forcibly shifted, and Roger’s upbringing gives him the means to remain grounded and hopeful in the face of her doubts, without needing to convert her to his way of thinking. He has all the patience of Frank with the emotional intelligence of Jamie, and this is a marriage of viewpoints that calls to the parts of Brianna that are in turmoil. Roger doesn’t deny his pain, and he understands loss. Bree is practical, analytical. Roger is introspective, sensitive. They are uniquely positioned to cover each other’s deficits and reinforce each other’s strengths — and they are cute as sleeping baby mice together.

But the book… I always understand the reasons for changing things from the book, but this was one of few episodes where I only briefly made a mental note, and it didn’t affect my enjoyment at all. Usually there are a couple of lines or edits that will make me wistful enough to crack the books open a bit, but for me at least, Outlander is like Cinderella. There’s the source, the bible if you will, and then there are all the interpretations. The interpretations tell the story, but they also reveal insight into the teller. The things they choose to highlight, the things they leave behind, their own impressions of the past, and current times. One of the gifts of this particular retelling of this story is the ability to see the emotions we have so long held in our minds and hearts transposed onto real faces and bodies. I think this is one of the most exquisitely delicate episodes of this show produced so far, and I really feel it did justice to the wait.

 

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Outlander Promo Recap: Parallel Lives

Hey all, thanks for the well-wishes, and here’s payback in the form of an unnecessarily long promo recap.

The title of this promo is more than a righteous Magic:The Gathering card. It’s also the nickname for Plutarch’s Lives of the Noble Greeks and Romans, a series of biographies of famous men that highlighted their similar virtues and failings, and a fascinating study of morality and choices. It’s an apt lens through which to view this season of Outlander, in which Claire and Jamie struggle to make the most of their choice to separate, consequently exposing the best and worst of themselves (and those closest to them). It’s a reminder that our heroes are no more human than any of us: sometimes disturbingly fallible, others heartrendingly persistent. Plus I hear there’s a lot of sex.

Let’s dig in.

The promo opens on Claire and Bree, presumably on a plane back to Boston after their visit to Scotland. Caitriona Balfe narrates, letting us know that when we last saw the character it was 1968, right after her character discovers Jamie didn’t die at Culloden. Both Randall ladies seem immersed in thought.

Information like that has a way of jump-starting one’s fantasy life, and Claire gazes out of her plane window while Bree reassures her that they “will find him.” Don’t pat yourself on the back, kid. Everyone finds Jamie eventually. He’s pretty noteworthy.

Cut to Bree and Claire researching at what looks like a library with Roger. This promo needs more Roger. If this keeps up I am just going to start Photoshopping his face onto vases and stuff. Here he is, color-coordinating not only with the rich wood paneling but also Bree’s vest. I assume he’s the head researcher because he’s the only one who can read fluent Scottish noises.

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I would’ve dated every character on Outlander.

First, let me say that this is what happens when the hiatus runs long and I’m on medical leave and I end up watching what amounts to 48 straight hours of Comic Con videos and photos and thinking, “Damn. These are some ridiculously attractive people.” A recap of the promo is a bit much for my short bursts of energy as things stand, but this rolled right out, ha ha.

Let me say first that obviously the series is more than the love scenes, and of course the actors on the show are talented, incredibly generous with charities and time spent connecting with the fandom. Absolutely true that the sum of the narrative is about more than physical bodies and the collective gravity-defying sex appeal of the cast. Now that we have established that, I’m just going to talk about the sexy, so if that isn’t your cup of tea, jump ship.

For purposes of this rumination, I am going to stick with the principal S1-S3 characters. The adult ones, or the ones that will be adults by the end of S3. Also, when I refer to “boy-me,” that’s because I am cis hetero. Insert your own gender/orientation as it applies. Or don’t, and taste the rainbow. Live a little.

Fergus Fraser- I have yet to see adult Fergus onscreen, but if the social media reaction is any gauge at all, he’s going to be propelled straight into heaven by giant, gusting sighs. Fergus combines the earnest face of a renaissance angel with the easygoing rough-and-tumble-ness of your favorite boy band member, and 14-year old me would be HERE FOR IT. Tween/early teen me had a short list for the ideal boyfriend: be arguably prettier than me, have an accent and be super into insecure, cantankerous young women. Fergus and I would have been blissfully happy right until I met him in person at my local mall and fainted dead away, ending our brief, blissful love.

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5 Outlander Characters That Hate A September Premiere More Than You Do

Because this popped into my head and I won’t be doing any more pieces for Scotland Now/The Daily Record till September, when, for all we know, we might all be in the depths of a nuclear winter and I might not have access to Tumblr. Or fingers.

Slight book spoilers, but nothing beyond what’s already in the press. Read on at your own peril.

1. Frank Randall. This poor bastard is likely the only character that wishes the premiere was two weeks after never. He finally convinced Claire to give it a go for old times’ sake, moved across the ocean, is fathering a child that isn’t his, all in the hope that he can recapture the past.  The inevitable breakdown of his hope and rise of his IDGAF-ness will be both tragic and riveting. I both dread it and also CAN’T WAIT.

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2. Bree Randall. Not only does she have to listen to Claire constantly justify herself by describing how SCORCHING the sex was with her bio-dad, the revelation that Jamie is alive (past alive, currently dead, it’s very timey-wimey), means that Bree will now also have to shoulder the burden of making herself a 20th-century orphan x3 vs. leaving human baby chinchilla and potential bae (Roger) behind before they even hit first base. Either way, someone’s getting c*ckblocked.

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3. Roger Wakefield. There are a lot of dangerous things that happen in the Outlander-verse, but none is as guaranteed to be risky as falling in love with a Fraser. Much like Moses parting the Red Sea, loving a Fraser requires brass balls, excellent hair, and divine intervention. From the moment Roger spied Bree across a room, he hitched his wagon to Satan’s ponies, and it’s only a matter of time before he joins mom-in-law Claire on the dark side. Ain’t nothing like a Randall woman to make a Mackenzie boy lose his gotdamb mind.

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4. Claire Fraser-cum-Randall. Claire is not here for a lot of things, and now those things include the Bonnie Prince Charlie, traditional gender roles and the 20th century. We get the sense at the end of S2 that the Randall marriage was unhappy–and we’ll get to see that progression happen–but we’ll also see the pain and loneliness that Claire hides from everyone else, and her despair at never seeing Jamie again. Now that she knows he is alive, she’s pointed herself right at him like a bouffant-y, sexually frustrated arrow, but the man she is going back to won’t be the one she left behind.

5. James Alexander Malcolm Mackenzie Fraser. Jamie finished up S2 by giving up his wife and child after agreeing to betray his King, killing his uncle and heading off to die in war. You wouldn’t think things could get worse for our Scottish Aslan, but you would be SO WRONG. War. Prison. NO KILTS. Not only does he get to live in constant ignorance of what happened to his family, but that bod is like a Ferrari that only gets driven to oil changes and that is a crying shame. Basically, underneath Jamie’s lagoon of sadness lives a subterranean village of suck, and he has barely set foot on what will be an island cave filled wall-to-wall with WTF.

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Outlander recap: Season 2 Episode 13 – Dragonfly in Amber

Outlander recap: Season 2 Episode 13 – Dragonfly in Amber