- Murtagh Fraser: [knocking, then pounding on the bedroom door] Wake up!
- Jamie Fraser: Enough, damn it.
- Murtagh Fraser: [pounding on door] Come on, you lazy dog.
- [Jamie opens door]
- Murtagh Fraser: Has my knock grown so feeble, or have yer marriage duties made ye sluggish, eh?
- Jamie Fraser: [Referring to the Duke of Sandringham] This is my chance then. The Duke has always been partial to me.
- Murtagh Fraser: Some would say too much so.
- Jamie Fraser: I'm not about to offer up my hind quarters.
- Duke of Sandringham: Damn that Randall! I must admit that shielding him from the consequences of his misdeeds sometimes feels like a full time occupation. And I *loathe* work.
- Jamie Fraser: Ye're not normally a closed-mouth woman, Claire. I expected noisier displeasure.
- [Jamie grunts]
- Jamie Fraser: But quiet anger can be very effective.
- Duke of Sandringham: [Referring to a duel with the MacDonalds] This is an affair of honor. Shots will be exchanged, but I understand no one will be hurt.
- Murtagh Fraser: When the MacDonalds are involved, there's always a chance that blood will be spilled.
- Duke of Sandringham: Yes, I know the MacDonalds and MacKenzies are sworn enemies, but this is not a clan matter. I myself will be in the line of fire. All that I require from Jamie is that he appears as my second.
- [Approaches Jamie]
- Duke of Sandringham: Alas, my servants are chosen for their beauty, not their belligerence.
- [Placing his hands on Jamie's arms]
- Duke of Sandringham: You, of course, contain within you...
- [caressing Jamie's chin]
- Duke of Sandringham: a sublime combination of the two.
- Duke of Sandringham: Anyone ever told you you have the most gorgeous neck? Holds your head so prettily. I'd hate to see them parted.