Frontier (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript
Previously on Frontier.
I need you to find someone.
A trapper.
Declan Harp.
He's halflrish, halfNative.
If you don't find Harp,
I have a feeling something bad will happen
to that sweet little girl of yours.
We find ourselves challenged.
Losing territory, profits down.
It occurs to me that,
with my help,
you could make an excellent governor.
And you stand to gain what?
Sir, we've spotted a sail on the horizon.
Company ship approaching.
Why would a company send a
ship this late in the season?
Lord Fisher sends his regards.
He has asked for a full report.
Lord Benton is out of favor.
Why else would the Company send someone?
You have to be the next
governor here, not this Johnson.
Hello, Rivard.
Samuel Grant, wealthy
American new to Montreal.
Grant is one of several
men with whom I do business.
I want to meet him.
Work with him and with me. We
could destroy the competition.
Peter Carruthers, do you know him?
I have a message from Samuel Grant.
He wishes to speak with you
about your husband's business.
What's he got over you, Mr. Brown?
Carruthers and Company is a prize, Madam.
Are you planning on running it yourself?
You could certainly make a killing.
You've been charged with the
murder of Peter Carruthers.
You're joking.
You know, I've had a revelation
about what should happen,
once Benton's gone.
You are to become the new governor's wife.
Do you know how your family died?
- What happened?
- She was murdered by Benton's men.
They weren't just killed.
Your son was desperately
trying to help his mother.
He fought on longer than one
would expect from any child.
It was only at the end
that the true nature of
her condition was revealed.
She was carrying...
- your unborn daughter.
- No...!
You have to get away from here. Understand?
I cannot keep you safe.
Go North.
I'm sorry, this is your only
chance for survival, my friend.
Declan Harp and his crew
nearly blew this place apart.
We need to capture Harp if
we want to secure this Fort.
That's why the HBC has offered
to pay 200 pounds for his head.
You don't have to call.
I see you.
Look at this. Four pelts.
What did you get?
Show off.
I'll take these to Montreal.
Make sure you get a good price.
Our men joined the Black Wolf
because we promised they'd do
better with us than the HBC.
They joined the Black Wolf because of Harp.
He'll find us when he's ready.
I'll be back with their profits soon.
Hey!
Don't get distracted in Montreal.
What's the report?
- Nothing yet, sir.
- Nothing on Harp?
With a bounty on his head,
more bounty hunters will arrive by the day.
Imogen!
I am in need of assistance!
It's only a matter of time.
- Yes, Milord?
- I need to release water.
So you're hoping my bounty hunters
will achieve what you cannot.
You never fail to
disappoint me, Chesterfield.
I've made progress in other areas.
Can you raise your bottom?
If I could raise my bottom, I'd raise
my bottom out of bed, wouldn't I?
I don't think it's in.
- Your Thomas?
- Yes, my Thomas!
You've made progress.
I've been getting this
operation back in order.
Careful, Chesterfield.
Tracking inventory properly,
confirming pelt quality and prices,
ensuring that the HBC still
has its stronghold on the trade.
Things which have been neglected of late.
Remove it.
I want Declan Harp's head.
Then you should've taken it
when he was in your custody.
It was a mistake bringing you here.
How you've failed to
live up to my expectations.
I'm doing my job.
Your job was to capture Declan Harp.
Now you heed my commands,
or I send you back on
the supply ship to London,
where you'll be licking your
lieutenant's boots again.
Without me,
this Fort will fall.
You, you need me.
Do I?
I do believe a chimpanzee
could match your accomplishments,
Captain Chesterfield.
Now leave.
I wish to eat my breakfast.
Violating the property of the HBC?
This bounty is doing nothing but attracting
horrible, violent men to this Fort.
Declan Harp is long gone.
It needs to be lifted.
It'll never happen. Not
while Benton's Governor.
- That man is a menace.
- Yeah, well, on that we agree.
I thought you wanted to turn
this place into something better.
Isn't that why we've been working together?
I do, but all Benton cares
about is capturing Harp.
Then do something about it.
What exactly do you suggest?
We're not the only ones around
here who see his madness.
He hanged Governor Threadwell.
He murdered Father Coffin.
Speak to the men.
He's weak. Take advantage of it.
We have been trained to follow orders.
But we are being led by a governor
with no regard for the HBC or the Crown.
He cares only for his personal vendettas,
putting all of us in compromised positions.
He will make one of us
take the fall for his mistakes.
I have the scars to prove it.
He may be the Governor of this Fort,
but he is not our King.
And he is not acting in the best
interests of the HBC or His Majesty!
- Agreed!
- Yeah.
In the name of the King,
it is time we remove
this madman from office
and reinstitute order and discipline.
We must serve our King, protect the HBC
and take control of this Fort!
Yeah!
Bertrand.
You buying today or selling?
That depends, you trap these yourself?
I did. Skinned them.
Stretched them. The works.
It's funny, that.
One of my suppliers complained
that an Irish man robbed
him of several pelts.
I'd like to meet this Irish fella.
Always looking for capable men.
How many do you have?
Ten.
You're offering me that for ten
made pelts? No deal, Bertrand.
Considering they are stolen pelts.
Why would you give a shite
if they were stolen or not?
You're a better thief
than you are a businessman.
You should stick to what you know.
Bertrand Bernard,
how is my least favorite Montrealer?
Elizabeth. You have all the
charm of an English woman.
If you've come for the
pelts, it's too late;
They're already spoken for.
Well, that's unfortunate.
Carruthers and Co. Pays a good price
for pelts delivered to the factory door.
Oui, Madame.
But I already have a buyer in mind.
Surely, you know Samuel Grant
processes his furs in Albany.
Whereas I process mine
right here in Montreal.
You seem to think you know
a lot about the fur trade.
My husband taught me well.
I'm sorry about his untimely passing.
Let us hope no such fate befalls you,
seeing as how you are going into business
with the man responsible
for his untimely passing.
You're a smart man, Bertrand.
I'll do right by you.
Offer you a fair deal.
Allow me to consider.
Why would Bertrand
Bernard sell to Carruthers
without even hearing our offer?
I'd rather see his head on a platter
than let him do business
with Elizabeth Carruthers.
That can be arranged.
Chin up.
If I don't have the supply,
I don't have a deal with the Marquis.
Hold still.
We're the perfect partners
for a Parisian nobleman.
He doesn't want to partner with
a British woman.
I suppose we'll have
to find a new supplier?
We can't let her get away with this.!
Okay. It's okay, I've got it.
Okay. Samuel, I'll speak to her.
- There's blood on my breeches.
- I'll get you a clean pair.
And there's still water in
the bathtub if you need it.
Yes, I think I'd like that.
My God!
Grace Emberly. How long has it been?
Captain Gray, a long while now.
You look well.
Where is Eddie?
- Who?
- Edward.
Your father.
He's in Montreal.
He's been there for a while now.
Can I get you some food?
It's you. And I
should hope you have news?
I do.
Lord Benton, you are hereby removed
from your post as Governor of Fort James.
What is this outrage?
You will be placed under
Captain Gray's charge
until you return to London,
where you will answer
for the murder of Governor Threadwell,
as well as that of Father James Coffin.
But don't worry, love.
Everton here will return with you
to handdeliver this sworn
affidavit to Lord Fisher.
It's been signed by over 30 men
who swear by my claims.
You despicable lowborn bastard.
After all I've done for you!?
This forfeits any control you may have
over this Fort,
or the army who has sworn to protect it.
Chesterfield,
you will never be anything
more than a stray dog.
We shall see.
Captain Gray, I presume?
I am.
Sir, I'm afraid you need to detain.
Lord Benton on the Phoenix.
He's to be returned to London,
where he'll face trial
for the crime of murder.
This man is attempting
a revolt to seize power.
This is a ploy.
Surely to God, Captain Gray,
it is the duty of you and your
men to help me restore order.
This is highly irregular.
Under the provisions of the
Hudson Bay Company's charter,
a Governor who is deemed unfit to manage
may be immediately removed from office.
He's a liar! He's in league
with the French, dammit.
Captain Chesterfield is an honest
man whose word you can trust.
Lord Fisher has instructed me
to consult directly with Captain Johnson.
Where is he?
He's dead, Sir.
Due to Lord Benton's negligence.
Darraugh, lead them onto the ship.
We'll need to lock him up in the brig.
Chesterfield, I will destroy you for this!
Captain Chesterfield,
this Fort will need an acting Governor
until Lord Fisher completes his inquiry.
Are you willing to take
on that responsibility?
I am, and please assure Lord Fisher
I am quite ready to embrace responsibility
on a more permanent basis.
Give me your hand.
Me?
Pardon me?
Whose coat is this?
This is your papa's coat?
Your dad?
OK...
I have to keep it a secret.
- You can't keep a secret.
- That's not true.
I've never told anyone
of my sister's pregnancy.
- You told me.
- That does not count, you never met her.
Alright, since you put
a knife to my throat,
I'll tell you what I know.
Is he alive?
He was, yes. Last I saw him.
But he was weak.
Not in a condition to
fight these bounty hunters.
A plate of food or an ale?
I'll just set you some aside.
He's looking to claim that bounty.
Those tattoos tell the story of a man
- who spent time in prison.
- Shh.
I don't know what sort of shape Harp is in,
but he needs to be warned.
Don't touch me, you ugly shit.
What'd you call me?
That's what I called ya.
Imogen.
We're not a brothel.
Just because I was a whore doesn't
mean I don't want a bit of fun.
I could use your hand in the kitchen.
I'll see you later, sailor.
What now?
Is that any way to speak to a Governor?
It will be made permanent, you'll see.
I'm doing the rounds.
I want everyone in this Fort to be clear
the new Governor will be
running things differently.
- How's that?
- More profitable.
More organized.
Murder and theft will
no longer go unpunished.
You want this place to be less violent?
Lift the bounty placed on Harp's head.
Have you seen the kind
of people it attracts?
It is now in my power to do so.
I could even issue the man a full pardon,
freeing him of all his crimes.
After everything Benton did
to him, it would seem fair.
It would.
But I have no reason to be so kind.
Some crowd today.
How long a wait?
Time enough for me to take two shits.
Well, I'd best go stand in line then.
What will these get me?
Six pelts. Three tokens.
I don't want tokens. I want silver.
No silver. Tokens.
HBC beaver tokens aren't
worth shite to me out here.
You'd better watch your goddamn tone, boy,
or I'll kick yer arse
and take these gratis.
Hey! Hey! You thieving bastard!
After him!
We're under atta...
What are you doing?
I bet it's a good story.
Bertrand...
Are you two Lake Walkers?
Not anymore.
Are you banished? Are you with Machk?
Do you see Machk?
If you plan to rob me, then
fine, but I have no supplies.
You are Declan Harp's people.
- I heard he was dead.
- Would you like to join him?
Omaciw.
I have to warn you...
You're hurt?
It's just a graze.
Chesterfield, you claimed
you'd make this Fort safer.
I did.
Take a look at the mutilated
trapper beaten to bits
outside my alehouse and
tell me how safe it is.
Who did it?
I suspect that large ogre of a man
killed him for vomiting on his boot.
Issue the pardon.
For the sake of my girls,
my ale, for this Fort.
Doing so would make me
appear weak to my men.
If you issue a full pardon,
freeing Harp of all his crimes...
I will agree to be your wife.
Is that not you want?
You said so yourself, you and
I together can rule Fort James.
Presenting a united front will
work to our advantage, yes.
But why would you agree to it now,
when you wouldn't agree to it before?
You weren't Governor before.
Lift the bounty,
and I'll marry you.
I don't believe we've met.
Um, no, Ma'am. Um.
I'm Clenna. Clenna Dolan.
- Dublin?
- Excuse me?
- Your accent.
- I suppose.
- It's been a while.
- How did something so lovely
come from such a dirty little rathole?
I bet you clean up well.
What are you doing with them?
We crossed paths when you were in Montreal.
If this is all you got
for those pelts in Montreal,
we should begin trading inland.
Most of my share has been spent.
On what?
You spent it on that yellowhaired
girl you're still in love with.
I'm not.
I feel responsible for her, that's all.
It's the least I can do after
how things ended between us.
Look, I'm done with getting
a few coins here and there.
We need to start thinking bigger, Sokanon.
Stealing a pelt at a time, we'll
be forever getting enough money
to get the Black Wolf back on its feet.
But what if we steal a
bunch of pelts all at once?
From the Voyageurs?
No, from the HBC.
I'd rather not put the
entire Black Wolf at risk,
not without Harp.
I've been trying to convince you to go
and find Harp for weeks now, you refuse.
Why?
What if we can't find him?
I'd rather believe we're following him,
even if he's not here.
Otherwise, who are we following?
We're not following
anyone right now, Sokanon.
So let's lead.
I want the Marquis
to get a good look at you.
If he asks you about the hat,
you tell him where you got it.
In the meantime,
give this hat box to Samuel
Grant when you see him.
I will, ma'am.
What's in it, a load of brick?
It's a significant gift.
Thank you.
My inventory is larger,
and of higher quality than
any other company in Montreal.
You know, Mr. Grant,
I am a man who has been
through three marriages.
And people ask:
Mais pourquoi Le Marquis De Beaumont
est incapable d'être
aussi sévère dans le choix.
De ses épouses que dans
celui de ses partenaires?
In business, I do not
fall in love so easily.
Excuse me, Sir. Mr. Grant?
- Well, well.
- Bonjour, mademoiselle.
Sorry to interrupt,
I'm to deliver this to you.
It's a gift from Elizabeth Carruthers.
Really? How very kind of her.
What an exquisite hat you are wearing,
simply breathtaking.
It's made from 100
percent Carruthers felt...
Processed from beaver furs
right here in Montreal.
You must be the Marquis De Beaumont.
- You're alright?
- Yes?
- I'm Elizabeth Carruthers.
- Oui.
I just heard about the Carruthers Factory
from that most exquisite
young lady, wearing your hat.
- Where did she go?
- You mean the Irish girl?
You must introduce me. She's lovely.
Yes, she is indeed lovely.
As is my felt, if you'd
care to come feel it,
and compare it with anything
else here at Market.
Shall we discuss our business over drinks?
We were discussing fashion and ladies.
When your husband arrives,
then I shall discuss business with him.
- Madame.
- Monsieur.
Retrieve me a Brown Brother.
Let me go! Get this thing off of me.
Screaming won't do you any good.
What's going on?
At least this time, when your
leg heals, it will heal properly.
Don't touch me,
or I'll scratch out your
eyes, you bloody bastard!
No.
Please.
What... What are you...
Douglas Brown...
you are free to go.
I've informed the Magistrate that
my husband's death was selfdefense.
So you are practically a free man.
What do you mean "practically"?
Sign this marriage contract first.
Did we not already have this conversation?
Well, we did, but now I'm
getting a little desperate.
I need a man to pretend to run my company.
I don't have time to find
one, so you'll have to do.
I only need a puppet,
something tells me you'll
be rather good at that.
I'm not going to be your puppet.
Alright, remove him.
No wait! Wait, wait, wait!
If I do it,
I should expect access to your funds,
and certain... comforts?
We shall discuss it.
Right. Let the marriage ceremony begin.
Now, you both sign here.
I can now pronounce you man and wife.
Congratulations, Governor. Ma'am.
Safe journey home, Captain Gray.
Tell Eddie I'm sorry I missed him.
Write the notice.
What notice?
The notice retracting
the bounty on Declan Harp.
Yes, I will.
But the messengers won't be
back until morning anyway.
Write it now so they can leave at dawn.
It's been a long day.
I'll do it in the morning.
Do it now.
It was the deal.
But we've not quite made
this marriage official yet.
This is a business agreement.
You know, I always thought my class,
that it would stand in the
way of me getting what I want.
Yet here I am:
Governor.
Your husband. It's more
than I ever dreamed possible.
But you're going to have to get in my bed
if you want those letters sent.
You ready?
Hey!
Who's there?
Hey!
I need you to help me go after Benton.
The man's on his last breath.
My lips are sealed.
I need you to find someone.
A trapper.
Declan Harp.
He's halflrish, halfNative.
If you don't find Harp,
I have a feeling something bad will happen
to that sweet little girl of yours.
We find ourselves challenged.
Losing territory, profits down.
It occurs to me that,
with my help,
you could make an excellent governor.
And you stand to gain what?
Sir, we've spotted a sail on the horizon.
Company ship approaching.
Why would a company send a
ship this late in the season?
Lord Fisher sends his regards.
He has asked for a full report.
Lord Benton is out of favor.
Why else would the Company send someone?
You have to be the next
governor here, not this Johnson.
Hello, Rivard.
Samuel Grant, wealthy
American new to Montreal.
Grant is one of several
men with whom I do business.
I want to meet him.
Work with him and with me. We
could destroy the competition.
Peter Carruthers, do you know him?
I have a message from Samuel Grant.
He wishes to speak with you
about your husband's business.
What's he got over you, Mr. Brown?
Carruthers and Company is a prize, Madam.
Are you planning on running it yourself?
You could certainly make a killing.
You've been charged with the
murder of Peter Carruthers.
You're joking.
You know, I've had a revelation
about what should happen,
once Benton's gone.
You are to become the new governor's wife.
Do you know how your family died?
- What happened?
- She was murdered by Benton's men.
They weren't just killed.
Your son was desperately
trying to help his mother.
He fought on longer than one
would expect from any child.
It was only at the end
that the true nature of
her condition was revealed.
She was carrying...
- your unborn daughter.
- No...!
You have to get away from here. Understand?
I cannot keep you safe.
Go North.
I'm sorry, this is your only
chance for survival, my friend.
Declan Harp and his crew
nearly blew this place apart.
We need to capture Harp if
we want to secure this Fort.
That's why the HBC has offered
to pay 200 pounds for his head.
You don't have to call.
I see you.
Look at this. Four pelts.
What did you get?
Show off.
I'll take these to Montreal.
Make sure you get a good price.
Our men joined the Black Wolf
because we promised they'd do
better with us than the HBC.
They joined the Black Wolf because of Harp.
He'll find us when he's ready.
I'll be back with their profits soon.
Hey!
Don't get distracted in Montreal.
What's the report?
- Nothing yet, sir.
- Nothing on Harp?
With a bounty on his head,
more bounty hunters will arrive by the day.
Imogen!
I am in need of assistance!
It's only a matter of time.
- Yes, Milord?
- I need to release water.
So you're hoping my bounty hunters
will achieve what you cannot.
You never fail to
disappoint me, Chesterfield.
I've made progress in other areas.
Can you raise your bottom?
If I could raise my bottom, I'd raise
my bottom out of bed, wouldn't I?
I don't think it's in.
- Your Thomas?
- Yes, my Thomas!
You've made progress.
I've been getting this
operation back in order.
Careful, Chesterfield.
Tracking inventory properly,
confirming pelt quality and prices,
ensuring that the HBC still
has its stronghold on the trade.
Things which have been neglected of late.
Remove it.
I want Declan Harp's head.
Then you should've taken it
when he was in your custody.
It was a mistake bringing you here.
How you've failed to
live up to my expectations.
I'm doing my job.
Your job was to capture Declan Harp.
Now you heed my commands,
or I send you back on
the supply ship to London,
where you'll be licking your
lieutenant's boots again.
Without me,
this Fort will fall.
You, you need me.
Do I?
I do believe a chimpanzee
could match your accomplishments,
Captain Chesterfield.
Now leave.
I wish to eat my breakfast.
Violating the property of the HBC?
This bounty is doing nothing but attracting
horrible, violent men to this Fort.
Declan Harp is long gone.
It needs to be lifted.
It'll never happen. Not
while Benton's Governor.
- That man is a menace.
- Yeah, well, on that we agree.
I thought you wanted to turn
this place into something better.
Isn't that why we've been working together?
I do, but all Benton cares
about is capturing Harp.
Then do something about it.
What exactly do you suggest?
We're not the only ones around
here who see his madness.
He hanged Governor Threadwell.
He murdered Father Coffin.
Speak to the men.
He's weak. Take advantage of it.
We have been trained to follow orders.
But we are being led by a governor
with no regard for the HBC or the Crown.
He cares only for his personal vendettas,
putting all of us in compromised positions.
He will make one of us
take the fall for his mistakes.
I have the scars to prove it.
He may be the Governor of this Fort,
but he is not our King.
And he is not acting in the best
interests of the HBC or His Majesty!
- Agreed!
- Yeah.
In the name of the King,
it is time we remove
this madman from office
and reinstitute order and discipline.
We must serve our King, protect the HBC
and take control of this Fort!
Yeah!
Bertrand.
You buying today or selling?
That depends, you trap these yourself?
I did. Skinned them.
Stretched them. The works.
It's funny, that.
One of my suppliers complained
that an Irish man robbed
him of several pelts.
I'd like to meet this Irish fella.
Always looking for capable men.
How many do you have?
Ten.
You're offering me that for ten
made pelts? No deal, Bertrand.
Considering they are stolen pelts.
Why would you give a shite
if they were stolen or not?
You're a better thief
than you are a businessman.
You should stick to what you know.
Bertrand Bernard,
how is my least favorite Montrealer?
Elizabeth. You have all the
charm of an English woman.
If you've come for the
pelts, it's too late;
They're already spoken for.
Well, that's unfortunate.
Carruthers and Co. Pays a good price
for pelts delivered to the factory door.
Oui, Madame.
But I already have a buyer in mind.
Surely, you know Samuel Grant
processes his furs in Albany.
Whereas I process mine
right here in Montreal.
You seem to think you know
a lot about the fur trade.
My husband taught me well.
I'm sorry about his untimely passing.
Let us hope no such fate befalls you,
seeing as how you are going into business
with the man responsible
for his untimely passing.
You're a smart man, Bertrand.
I'll do right by you.
Offer you a fair deal.
Allow me to consider.
Why would Bertrand
Bernard sell to Carruthers
without even hearing our offer?
I'd rather see his head on a platter
than let him do business
with Elizabeth Carruthers.
That can be arranged.
Chin up.
If I don't have the supply,
I don't have a deal with the Marquis.
Hold still.
We're the perfect partners
for a Parisian nobleman.
He doesn't want to partner with
a British woman.
I suppose we'll have
to find a new supplier?
We can't let her get away with this.!
Okay. It's okay, I've got it.
Okay. Samuel, I'll speak to her.
- There's blood on my breeches.
- I'll get you a clean pair.
And there's still water in
the bathtub if you need it.
Yes, I think I'd like that.
My God!
Grace Emberly. How long has it been?
Captain Gray, a long while now.
You look well.
Where is Eddie?
- Who?
- Edward.
Your father.
He's in Montreal.
He's been there for a while now.
Can I get you some food?
It's you. And I
should hope you have news?
I do.
Lord Benton, you are hereby removed
from your post as Governor of Fort James.
What is this outrage?
You will be placed under
Captain Gray's charge
until you return to London,
where you will answer
for the murder of Governor Threadwell,
as well as that of Father James Coffin.
But don't worry, love.
Everton here will return with you
to handdeliver this sworn
affidavit to Lord Fisher.
It's been signed by over 30 men
who swear by my claims.
You despicable lowborn bastard.
After all I've done for you!?
This forfeits any control you may have
over this Fort,
or the army who has sworn to protect it.
Chesterfield,
you will never be anything
more than a stray dog.
We shall see.
Captain Gray, I presume?
I am.
Sir, I'm afraid you need to detain.
Lord Benton on the Phoenix.
He's to be returned to London,
where he'll face trial
for the crime of murder.
This man is attempting
a revolt to seize power.
This is a ploy.
Surely to God, Captain Gray,
it is the duty of you and your
men to help me restore order.
This is highly irregular.
Under the provisions of the
Hudson Bay Company's charter,
a Governor who is deemed unfit to manage
may be immediately removed from office.
He's a liar! He's in league
with the French, dammit.
Captain Chesterfield is an honest
man whose word you can trust.
Lord Fisher has instructed me
to consult directly with Captain Johnson.
Where is he?
He's dead, Sir.
Due to Lord Benton's negligence.
Darraugh, lead them onto the ship.
We'll need to lock him up in the brig.
Chesterfield, I will destroy you for this!
Captain Chesterfield,
this Fort will need an acting Governor
until Lord Fisher completes his inquiry.
Are you willing to take
on that responsibility?
I am, and please assure Lord Fisher
I am quite ready to embrace responsibility
on a more permanent basis.
Give me your hand.
Me?
Pardon me?
Whose coat is this?
This is your papa's coat?
Your dad?
OK...
I have to keep it a secret.
- You can't keep a secret.
- That's not true.
I've never told anyone
of my sister's pregnancy.
- You told me.
- That does not count, you never met her.
Alright, since you put
a knife to my throat,
I'll tell you what I know.
Is he alive?
He was, yes. Last I saw him.
But he was weak.
Not in a condition to
fight these bounty hunters.
A plate of food or an ale?
I'll just set you some aside.
He's looking to claim that bounty.
Those tattoos tell the story of a man
- who spent time in prison.
- Shh.
I don't know what sort of shape Harp is in,
but he needs to be warned.
Don't touch me, you ugly shit.
What'd you call me?
That's what I called ya.
Imogen.
We're not a brothel.
Just because I was a whore doesn't
mean I don't want a bit of fun.
I could use your hand in the kitchen.
I'll see you later, sailor.
What now?
Is that any way to speak to a Governor?
It will be made permanent, you'll see.
I'm doing the rounds.
I want everyone in this Fort to be clear
the new Governor will be
running things differently.
- How's that?
- More profitable.
More organized.
Murder and theft will
no longer go unpunished.
You want this place to be less violent?
Lift the bounty placed on Harp's head.
Have you seen the kind
of people it attracts?
It is now in my power to do so.
I could even issue the man a full pardon,
freeing him of all his crimes.
After everything Benton did
to him, it would seem fair.
It would.
But I have no reason to be so kind.
Some crowd today.
How long a wait?
Time enough for me to take two shits.
Well, I'd best go stand in line then.
What will these get me?
Six pelts. Three tokens.
I don't want tokens. I want silver.
No silver. Tokens.
HBC beaver tokens aren't
worth shite to me out here.
You'd better watch your goddamn tone, boy,
or I'll kick yer arse
and take these gratis.
Hey! Hey! You thieving bastard!
After him!
We're under atta...
What are you doing?
I bet it's a good story.
Bertrand...
Are you two Lake Walkers?
Not anymore.
Are you banished? Are you with Machk?
Do you see Machk?
If you plan to rob me, then
fine, but I have no supplies.
You are Declan Harp's people.
- I heard he was dead.
- Would you like to join him?
Omaciw.
I have to warn you...
You're hurt?
It's just a graze.
Chesterfield, you claimed
you'd make this Fort safer.
I did.
Take a look at the mutilated
trapper beaten to bits
outside my alehouse and
tell me how safe it is.
Who did it?
I suspect that large ogre of a man
killed him for vomiting on his boot.
Issue the pardon.
For the sake of my girls,
my ale, for this Fort.
Doing so would make me
appear weak to my men.
If you issue a full pardon,
freeing Harp of all his crimes...
I will agree to be your wife.
Is that not you want?
You said so yourself, you and
I together can rule Fort James.
Presenting a united front will
work to our advantage, yes.
But why would you agree to it now,
when you wouldn't agree to it before?
You weren't Governor before.
Lift the bounty,
and I'll marry you.
I don't believe we've met.
Um, no, Ma'am. Um.
I'm Clenna. Clenna Dolan.
- Dublin?
- Excuse me?
- Your accent.
- I suppose.
- It's been a while.
- How did something so lovely
come from such a dirty little rathole?
I bet you clean up well.
What are you doing with them?
We crossed paths when you were in Montreal.
If this is all you got
for those pelts in Montreal,
we should begin trading inland.
Most of my share has been spent.
On what?
You spent it on that yellowhaired
girl you're still in love with.
I'm not.
I feel responsible for her, that's all.
It's the least I can do after
how things ended between us.
Look, I'm done with getting
a few coins here and there.
We need to start thinking bigger, Sokanon.
Stealing a pelt at a time, we'll
be forever getting enough money
to get the Black Wolf back on its feet.
But what if we steal a
bunch of pelts all at once?
From the Voyageurs?
No, from the HBC.
I'd rather not put the
entire Black Wolf at risk,
not without Harp.
I've been trying to convince you to go
and find Harp for weeks now, you refuse.
Why?
What if we can't find him?
I'd rather believe we're following him,
even if he's not here.
Otherwise, who are we following?
We're not following
anyone right now, Sokanon.
So let's lead.
I want the Marquis
to get a good look at you.
If he asks you about the hat,
you tell him where you got it.
In the meantime,
give this hat box to Samuel
Grant when you see him.
I will, ma'am.
What's in it, a load of brick?
It's a significant gift.
Thank you.
My inventory is larger,
and of higher quality than
any other company in Montreal.
You know, Mr. Grant,
I am a man who has been
through three marriages.
And people ask:
Mais pourquoi Le Marquis De Beaumont
est incapable d'être
aussi sévère dans le choix.
De ses épouses que dans
celui de ses partenaires?
In business, I do not
fall in love so easily.
Excuse me, Sir. Mr. Grant?
- Well, well.
- Bonjour, mademoiselle.
Sorry to interrupt,
I'm to deliver this to you.
It's a gift from Elizabeth Carruthers.
Really? How very kind of her.
What an exquisite hat you are wearing,
simply breathtaking.
It's made from 100
percent Carruthers felt...
Processed from beaver furs
right here in Montreal.
You must be the Marquis De Beaumont.
- You're alright?
- Yes?
- I'm Elizabeth Carruthers.
- Oui.
I just heard about the Carruthers Factory
from that most exquisite
young lady, wearing your hat.
- Where did she go?
- You mean the Irish girl?
You must introduce me. She's lovely.
Yes, she is indeed lovely.
As is my felt, if you'd
care to come feel it,
and compare it with anything
else here at Market.
Shall we discuss our business over drinks?
We were discussing fashion and ladies.
When your husband arrives,
then I shall discuss business with him.
- Madame.
- Monsieur.
Retrieve me a Brown Brother.
Let me go! Get this thing off of me.
Screaming won't do you any good.
What's going on?
At least this time, when your
leg heals, it will heal properly.
Don't touch me,
or I'll scratch out your
eyes, you bloody bastard!
No.
Please.
What... What are you...
Douglas Brown...
you are free to go.
I've informed the Magistrate that
my husband's death was selfdefense.
So you are practically a free man.
What do you mean "practically"?
Sign this marriage contract first.
Did we not already have this conversation?
Well, we did, but now I'm
getting a little desperate.
I need a man to pretend to run my company.
I don't have time to find
one, so you'll have to do.
I only need a puppet,
something tells me you'll
be rather good at that.
I'm not going to be your puppet.
Alright, remove him.
No wait! Wait, wait, wait!
If I do it,
I should expect access to your funds,
and certain... comforts?
We shall discuss it.
Right. Let the marriage ceremony begin.
Now, you both sign here.
I can now pronounce you man and wife.
Congratulations, Governor. Ma'am.
Safe journey home, Captain Gray.
Tell Eddie I'm sorry I missed him.
Write the notice.
What notice?
The notice retracting
the bounty on Declan Harp.
Yes, I will.
But the messengers won't be
back until morning anyway.
Write it now so they can leave at dawn.
It's been a long day.
I'll do it in the morning.
Do it now.
It was the deal.
But we've not quite made
this marriage official yet.
This is a business agreement.
You know, I always thought my class,
that it would stand in the
way of me getting what I want.
Yet here I am:
Governor.
Your husband. It's more
than I ever dreamed possible.
But you're going to have to get in my bed
if you want those letters sent.
You ready?
Hey!
Who's there?
Hey!
I need you to help me go after Benton.
The man's on his last breath.
My lips are sealed.