Where'd they find the fox?
Jenny and Ian are breeding like rabbits.
Well, that sucks. Bad Charlie, bad!
Claire, what are you gonna do, take every Highlander you've ever met to Ireland? Then what?
Wow, I forgot Claire's messed with history so much.
Oh, Jamie played the real-name card.
Shirtless Jamie. Pause to lick your screen. Caitriona is so lucky. But we don't get to see them have sexy-time.
Is Jamie saying possible baby names? Sad.
Yeah Jenny, she knows about talking to her unborn child. Way to rub salt in her wound.
Aw, Fergus, who wants to fight in a stupid war anyway?
No more pretty colors for Claire.
Hi, Colum. Whattup?
Aargh, why is Laoghaire here?
Later in the story, I'm told, Jamie will eat his words.
So Lord Lovat has his own personal fortune teller. Let her have a bath, man!
Burn! Good one, Jamie!
For all his hatred of Mackenzies, Lovat sure is acting like Dougal.
Jamie must have been the king of ghost stories when he was a kid.
Colum, Colum, Colum. I wish you could know the truth about the future.
Stop with the slutty, Laoghaire.
In the end, Jamie gets his grandfather's men and keeps his home.I didn't get why Lovat was so happy.
Hello, Saltire.
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