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Chapters: 30/? Fandom: Outlander Series - Diana Gabaldon, Outlander (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death Relationships: Claire Beauchamp/Jamie Fraser Characters: Claire Beauchamp, Jamie Fraser, Fergus Fraser, Jenny Murray, Ian Murray, Sandy Travers, Frank Randall, Quentin Lambert Beauchamp, Ned Gowan Additional Tags: Berlin, The Frasers in Prussia, Germany Summary:
“We only do this for Fergus!” is a short Outlander Fan Fiction story and my contribution to the Outlander Prompt Exchange (Prompt 3: Fake Relationship AU: Jamie Fraser wants to formally adopt his foster son Fergus, but his application will probably not be approved… unless he is married and/or in a committed relationship. Enter one Claire Elizabeth Beauchamp (Randall?) to this story) @outlanderpromptexchange
From today on, I will post one or two chapters of this fic during December until it’s end. And: A new chapter is coming soon!
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cajon-desastre · 2 years
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1x07 - Extended Barn Scene
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lordjohnlander · 2 years
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It’s Teaser Tuesday
This week on the Lord Johnlander podcast, Beth and Pan host a special tribute to Ned as we say goodbye until Season 3.  We’ll also be talking nerdy shit, getting confused about time travel, and making a lot of popular culture references that have nothing to do with Outlander, so pretty much a normal episode. Oh, by the way, we’re talking about episode 111, The Devil’s Mark.
The Lord Johnlander Podcast is available on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, Amazon, iHeartRadio, and more.
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thetruthwilloutsworld · 2 months
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The nostalgia is REAL. Rory Alexander (@r_o_r_ee), Sam Retford (@samretford), Séamus McLean Ross (@seamusross), and Conor MacNeill join Outlander: #BloodOfMyBlood as the younger versions of fan favorites Murtagh, Dougal, Colum, and Ned Gowan. Get ready to be obsessed with how they bring these early years to life.
Posted 26 February 2024
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Conor MacNeill as young Edward (Ned) Gowan
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Bill Paterson as old Edward (Ned) Gowan. Ned was a lawyer from Edinburgh who knew the law, inside and out and acted as a legal advisor to Clan MacKenzie.
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Conor MacNeill is an Irish actor from County Antrim, Northern Ireland, who has experience on both the big and small screen, as well as the stage. He is an actor, producer, and writer, and is known for his roles in An Crisís (2010) Whole Lotta Sole (2012) a Comedy/Crime with Brendan Fraser and Privates (2013) and in the BBC and HBO drama, Industry, as Kenny Kilblane.
He made his London stage debut starring alongside Harry Potter actor Daniel Radcliffe in The Cripple of Inishmaan. He was nominated for a BAFTA award in 2017 for Best Short Film.
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He played the Garda, and Detective Ruairi Slater in The Tourist season 2 alongside Jamie Dornan (2024) Conor MacNeill wrote a script with Jamie Dornan it's set in NI'.
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The Tourist is the four-time MacNeill and Dornan have worked together – they were both in The Fall, Belfast and Siege of Jadotville together, and became good friends outside of work, even writing a script together during lockdown (more of which later)
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Belfast. The film is set in the 1960s. Belfast captures the spirit and atmosphere of the city during a period of significant social and political change.
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Conor MacNeill (McLaury) fictional character and Colin Morgan in Kenneth Branagh's “Belfast” film (2021) 🎬
Industry (2020)‧ Drama Young finance graduates venture out into the cut-throat competitive world to get a job during the recession times that followed as a result of the 2008 financial crisis.
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Conor MacNeill - Industry’s Kenny belongs in the pantheon of bad fictional bosses.
The Siege of Jadotville (2016) It is a true story. Irish soldiers on a UN peacekeeping mission in Africa, are besieged by overwhelming enemy forces, as UN peacekeepers defend their outpost.
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The Siege of Jadotville depicts the incredible true story of the siege of 150 UN Irish troops led by Commandant Pat Quinlan (Jamie Dornan) in the Congo in 1961. Quinlan and his men held out against a force of 3,000 local troops led by French and Belgian mercenaries working for mining companies.
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In honour of their courageous actions in Congo at the Siege of Jadotville a specially commissioned medal “An Bonn Jadotville” was awarded to all men of “A” Company, 35th Infantry Battalion and the families of deceased members, to give them full and due recognition. If you haven't seen this film yet, I recommend watching it.
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The Fall (TV Series 2013–2016) - Conor MacNeill as Mark Bailey - MacNeill joined the cast of The Fall in 2016 for its third season, in which he featured in the final few episodes.
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The Fall is a crime drama television series filmed and set in Northern Ireland. The series, starring Gillian Anderson as Detective Superintendent Stella Gibson, is created and written by Allan Cubitt and features Jamie Dornan as serial killer Paul Spector. 
#ConorMacNeill #BillPaterson #NedGowan #RuairiSlater #TheTourist #JamieDornan #season2 #TheFall #Belfast #SiegeofJadotville
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Douglas Henshall as Taran MacQuarrie (Outlander/Starz) and Jimmy Perez (Shetland/BBC)
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Bill Paterson as Ned Gowan (Outlander/Starz) and James Perez (Shetland/BBC)
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Grant O’Rourke as Rupert MacKenzie (Outlander/Starz) and Jamie Narey (Shetland/BBC)
3 of 52 and counting…
Overheard (via text) in November:
Bill Paterson (Ned Gowan in Outlander) makes an appearance in Shetland. Sorry if this is old news. — GreyMatterMaelstrom
Love Shetland and was gutted when Douglas Henshall announced he was leaving. As far as actors go, the more episodes you watch, the more Outlanders you'll see. I used to keep a list, but stopped updating it for no good reason. — Brian-in-Finance
Decided to update the list. You might need a magnifying glass to read it. 🔍 Appreciate notification of errors and omissions.
Actors in both Outlander and Shetland
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Remember when Brian Fraser married Flora MacDonald in Shetland Season 6? Remember when Anne Kidd played Grannie Wilson the purported corpse in Outlander and Dr Cora McLean the pathologist in Shetland? Remember when Torin the blacksmith’s “It’ll cost ye” sounded just like Connor McKay the Health and Safety inspector’s “But it might take some time?”
This one’s for you @greymattermaelstrom 😂
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lifewithaview · 18 days
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Sam Heughan in Outlander (2014– ) The Devil's Mark
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Geilis and Claire are imprisoned pending their trial for witchcraft. Geilis admits to Claire that she killed her husband Arthur, which isn't a surprise. She also admits that she is devoted to the Jacobite cause. The trial itself has all the makings of a one-sided affair but Ned Gowan arrives in time to provide both of them with something of a defense. The witnesses against them include Geilis' housemaid, a woman who bought a love potion from her and Laoghaire who claims Claire stole Jamie from her with magic. As the trial comes to an end, Ned tells the two women that the only solution is for Claire to save herself by denouncing Geilis. She refuses to do so but Geilis saves her - and reveals her great secret. Jamie takes Claire from the court and Claire tells him the truth about her past...
*The quote that Claire recites to Geillis, 'I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country', would be uttered 33 years later in 1776 by Nathan Hale, a spy who served in the Continental Army during the American Revolutionary War. Geillis, upon recognizing this quote, looks shocked because this is the moment she realizes that Claire, just like herself, is from the future.
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The Scottish actor Bill Paterson, was born on June 3rd 1945 in Glasgow.
After a three year stint as a struggling apprentice quantity surveyor he escaped to do a teaching course at the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama. His first professional appearance was with Glasgow's Citizens Theatre in their 1967 production of Brecht’s ‘Arturo Ui’ which also launched the career of Leonard Rossiter.
From 1970 – 72 he was with the Citizen’s Theatre for Youth as actor and assistant director and at the 1972 Edinburgh Festival he appeared in the now historic ‘Great Northern Welly Boot Show’ written by and featuring Billy Connolly. He then became a founding member of John McGrath’s 7:84 Theatre Company and toured extensively throughout Scotland, Ireland and Europe with such shows as ‘The Cheviot’, and ‘The Stag and the Black Oil’ He made his first appearance in London in 1976 with the company.
As well as his theatre work Bill has made a successful career on Television, from the 70's right through to nowadays, his most notable in my opinion were, Smiley's People, Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, The Singing Detective and Traffik, as well as big screen roles in The Killing Fields and Comfort and Joy.
Paterson has more recently been appeared in the sitcom, Fleabag, The Rebel, with Simon Callow, and the very successful Outlander as the recurring character Ned Gowan he also portrayed Douglas Henshall's faither in the excellent Shetland. Bill was also in the black comedy, Guilt, set in Edinburgh and also starring Mark Bonnar, if you haven't seen it look it up, it's very good.
A wee look on the IMDb tells me he is set to appear in an interesting TV film telling the story of Edinburgh Zoo's famous bear, Wojtek, who was a "soldier in the Polish Army during World War two. Another promising production is Arthur's Whisky for Sky, it is a coming-of-age story with a twist starring Diane Keaton, Patricia Hodge and Lulu, the media site say it is the story of three elderly ladies who drink a whisky which makes them younger, look out for it on Sky Cinema later in the year. Paterson is also to voice a character in Banking on Mr. Toad, a family drama about Scottish writer Kenneth Grahame, the birth of his iconic story "The Wind In The Willows" and life with wife Elsie and Alastair, their troubled young son.
Bill was awarded the Outstanding Contribution to Film & Television accolade at the 2015 BAFTA Scotland Awards.
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He Didn't Have to Be Chapter 6
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“Judah, this is Ned, our family’s barrister. He is going to help make you an official Fraser.”
 
He was a short man with brushy eyebrows and a genuine smile. At daddy’s  introduction, he bends down and shakes my hand. I shake it back like daddy has taught me, firmly, letting him let go first.
 
“It is a pleasure to meet you Judah. Now let me tell you how this works. We will go before the judge. She is a very nice lass so you needn’t worry. She will ask you if you wish Jamie to adopt you. You answer, “ Yes my lady.” It is how judges are addressed as Lady or Lord. She will talk some to Jamie and then sign a paper saying you are Judah Franklin Randall Fraser.”
 
“That is all? It is that easy?”
 
He smiles again and ruffles my curls. “Aye, as all of you wish it.”
 
They dress me in my first kilt for the occasion. Mum tames my curls back and places Anya in a pretty dress.
 
“All of our family will be there.” She told me. I feel a flutter in my wame. This is important. I let my breath out and stand even straighter then I had been.
 
Daddy beams at seeing me. “You look like a right Scot, so you do.”
 
“Aye daddy, I am ready to become one.”
 
We sit in the front row. Behind are my grandparents, aunt and uncle, cousins. Mum and daddy are on either side. Mum holds Anya.
 
I stood when they did, when the judge, my lady, I recall and repeat it to myself so I won’t mess up, enters. We sit back down.
 
“It is days like this that make what I do worthwhile,” She said, “I have a petition here for the legal adoption of Judah Franklin Randall by James Fraser. I see all parties and them some are present,” she smiled down at my family, “Is that correct Mr. Gowan?”
 
“Yes my lady.”
 
“Wonderful,” She turns to me, “Judah, I see you are six.”
 
I realize it is a question and answer like I was told too, “Aye my lady, almost seven.”
 
She smiles and I relax.
 
“Very good. Old enough to know your own mind. So, do you wish James Fraser to adopt you?”
 
“Aye my lady, with all my heart. He is already my daddy.”
 
She smiles hugely at me.
 
“Very glad to hear. I will need to talk to your daddy now.”
 
“Aye my lady.”
 
She turns to him. “James Fraser, you agree that you will be taken the child, Judah, to be your son? You will share in all the rights and responsibility’s of his raising? That he will be treated in fact and legally as a birth child, with all associated rights, including the right to inherit?”
 
“I fully understand, my lady. He is now and will forever remain, my son.”
 
“Claire Fraser, you agree to allow your son to be adopted by James Fraser and agree that his name will now and forever be, Judah Franklin Randall Fraser?”
 
“Yes my lady.”
 
“Wonderful. Then by the power granted me by Crown and county, I so do order it. Judah Franklin Randall is now the legal son of James Fraser and is named Judah Franklin Randall Fraser.”
 
She signs the paper and it is so.
 
A cheer raises from behind us and I am cuddled by all my family. Everyone is crying and I know they are happy tears. Uncle William lifts me up, laughing.
 
“Now I shall have to teach you Gaelic, my lad, as I did your daddy.”
 
Daddy laughs and lifts me out of his arms. “Dinna believe it mom mhac. It was your granda who taught us both.”
 
“As long as I learn it, it doesn’t matter, eh?” I am content. My last name is now the same as all my family’s,  except Auntie Jenny and Uncle Ian and their children. They are Frasers as well, in my eyes, just called Murray.
 
Mum weeps and grandma and Auntie Jenny, embrace her. Even knowing she is happy, I remember being concerned at seeing her cry.
 
“Dinna fash, the lasses get very emotional at such times.”
 
Uncle Ian slaps daddy on his back.
 
“Eh, and aren’t those tears in your eyes as well?”
 
He smiles at him. “It is my right. It isn’t everyday a man has a son.”
 
I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his cheek. “I love you too daddy.”
 
The whole lot of us head to Lallybroch to continue the celebration.
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The Man from Snowy River, Chapter 6
A/N I’m back from my short trip to Montreal and have the next chapter ready to go.  For those wondering when the romance is going to kick in, we’re almost there!  In the meantime, have an awkward dinner party.
Previous chapters can be read on my AO3 page.
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The Netherton dining table was set for six, an empty chair testament to the space taken up by Julia Beauchamp’s absence and her husband’s enduring grief.  Heavy Bohemian crystal refracted the light of a brand new gaslit chandelier, but a fire crackled merrily in the hearth, keeping the evening’s chill at bay.
Ned Gowan leaned back in his chair and gave his waistcoat a satisfied pat.
“My dear Miss Morriston, that was the finest trifle I’ve ever eaten,” the lawyer declared, smiling genially at his hostess.
Rosemary Morriston, Claire’s governess and her late mother’s sister, presided over one end of the elegant table.  She wore a severe black dress reminiscent of Queen Victoria’s mourning attire, but her eyes were lively and her wit was sharp.
“I thank you, Mr. Gowan, but it isn’t a trifle.  It’s a Charlotte Russe.”
“A Charlotte Russe!,” Henry Beauchamp echoed.  “My dear sister-in-law occasionally bestows upon her humble relations the fruits of her superior education.”
It was a point of wordless conflict that Rosemary spoke and read five languages fluently, while Henry struggled to understand his own in written form.
“It’s a good thing that I do, Henry, or else Claire would be half-savage by now,” she retorted.
There was some question whether that wasn’t already the case. The incident with Frank Randall still stung the Englishman’s pride.  His daughter was forbidden to leave the manor house while he considered his next action.
Henry poured three glasses of a fine Madeira he’d had brought up from his cellar and passed them to his lawyer and his guest.
“Mr. Munro,” Rosemary asked with a note of exasperation, “would you pass the decanter, please?”
The drover blushed, wondering if he’d somehow broken with an unfamiliar genteel protocol.  In the Highlands, a lady might sip a shandy on a hot day but would never consume anything stronger.
“I’m verra sorry, madame,” he apologized, handing the bottle down the table, “I hadna realized…”
“That a woman might enjoy what custom deems is a man’s privilege?” Rosemary finished for him while pouring herself a generous serving.
“Spare us your feminist nonsense,” Henry growled, ears burning at being countermanded at his own table.
“Aunt Rosemary is right, father,” Claire spoke up.  “Women should be permitted to do anything they are capable of.”  The sub-text of her comment was clear.  Not only should women be allowed to determine their own actions, they should determine their own fate as well.
“Do you hear that?” the patriarch stormed to the table at large. “My own daughter has been infected by that modern rubbish you espouse, Rosemary!”
“Your own daughter,” Rosemary replied with icy calm, “has a good mind and an interest in veterinary medicine.  Would you see those talents developed, or try to trap her in some gilded cage?”
Gowan and Munro glanced across the table at one another, uncomfortable to be caught in the midst of a family skirmish.
Seizing the opportunity to broker peace, the lawyer raised his glass of port and his voice over the melee.
“May I propose a toast,” he exclaimed.  “To the sweet libation that fathered…,” then, glancing down the table at Miss Morriston, “I am, sorry, madame,” he grinned, “mothered such a disputation.”
Chagrined, the whole table raised a glass, and the moment of tension passed.
“How do you find the Madeira, Munro?” Beauchamp asked his guest. “A damn sight better than the whisky we used to drink up in the glens, is it not?”
Not wishing to be discourteous to his host, but unwilling to disparage his birthright, the drover split the balance.
“Tae each palace it’s king.  Fine wine seems fittin’ in yer lovely hame, but naught equals a fine dram when the sky is yer canopy an’ the heather yer bed.”
“Mr. Munro, how poetic!” Claire exclaimed, charmed.
“Bah!” her father spat in contempt.  “The only thing those mountains of yours are good for is grazing cattle and sheep.  If it were up to me, there would be fences from here to Balmoral.”
“Ye’d have the crofters turned from their hames, then?” Munro asked, incredulous.
“It would be a mercy!” Beauchamp cried, riled up.  “They should move to the towns and cities and become productive members of modern society, instead of clinging to their medieval superstitions and living in squalor.”
“It seems, father,” Claire observed when the rest of the table fell silent at Henry Beauchamp’s diatribe, “that you are quite comfortable with modernism, when it suits your own ends.”
Aunt Rosemary beamed.  Ned Gowan looked on in approval.  Hugh Munro had to hide a chuckle behind his linen napkin.  Only Henry Beauchamp was unimpressed by his daughter’s sharp wit.
Claire was spared her father’s further anger when the door to the hallway swung open.  Jamie Fraser stood frozen in the frame, his arms laden with freshly chopped wood. His stormy eyes quickly took the measure of the room and its occupants.  The fine china.  The gleaming mahogany furnishings.  The starch and lace of the diner’s attire, contrasted with his own hastily donned woolen vest and dusty breeches.  He struggled against the urge to bow his head in deference.
“Mrs. Crook asked that I bring more wood fer the fire,” he explained as he entered the room.
“Hallo lad,” Hugh Munro greeted amiably.
“Hello James,” Ned Gowan said.
“Good evening, Jamie,” Claire added, smiling at him in a way that made him forget his dirty trousers.
“Well, it seems we’re all acquainted,” Henry Beauchamp commented drolly, wondering how an upstart Highland labourer came to be so well connected.
“Not everyone, Henry.  I’m Rosemary Morriston,” Aunt Rosemary introduced herself.
“Good evening, ma’am,” Jamie offered a curt bow, then hastened to make his way to the fire grate to dispatch his mission and flee this room of inhospitable formality.  The air was thick with tension, and Jamie wondered what unpleasantness he’d interrupted. Not even the sight of Claire in her lovely frock, hair styled like the figure on his mother’s cameo brooch, could induce him to linger.
“We were jes speaking o’ the Highlands, lad,” Hugh Munro offered in explanation.  “Ye ken them better than any o’ us here.  What do ye think o’ transforming them tae pasturage?”
Jamie froze, wary of being lured into insubordination.  The eyes that looked upon him seemed sincerely interested in his opinion.   All save the lord of the manor, who stared at his empty plate with a frown.  Claire gave him a nod of encouragement.
“Weel,” he began slowly, considering his words.  “I think ye could sooner hold back the tide as tame the mountains.”
Hearing Henry Beauchamp’s scoff of disdain, Jamie hastened to finish his chore and bid everyone a good night.  Once the door swung closed behind him, Ned Gowan remarked with admiration,
“That boy has a quality about him.”
“Yes,” Henry Beauchamp replied. “The feral quality of the Highlanders.”
“Does that include yer best friend?” Hugh Munro inquired, earning a sharp look from Aunt Rosemary and one of confusion from Claire.
“I have no such friend,” Henry ended the conversation by rising from his seat.  “We’ll have an early start tomorrow.  I’ll be turning in.”
He left behind a room full of memories and conjecture, and one empty place setting.
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gotham-ruaidh · 2 years
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a while ago, @olysia made this comment on one of my posts:
I’m wondering why they didn’t have to remarry when Claire returned and we didn’t see another wedding take place. She was gone for 20 years so how could they possibly have considered they were still married? How could the church consider they were still married? How could the church Annul Jamie’s marriage to longhair?
Well - Jamie and Claire made their vows to each other on their wedding day. And those vows are valid for life. That's what the Catholic Church recognizes.
They were married to each other for the entire time that they were separated. Yes, Jamie married Laoghaire and Claire returned to her marriage with Frank - but in their respective times, their true love was not alive. Hence, the marriages in their own times would have been valid -- but at the same time, their marriage to each other was never invalid, either.
So the moment that they were back in the same time together, their marriage was truly valid again.
Jamie's marriage to Laoghaire was dissolved courtesy of Ned Gowan. We never quite discover whether it was an annulment or a divorce - but the details don't matter.
I will add that one point I absolutely adore in the series - which wasn't in the Books - is Father Fogden blessing Jamie and Claire's marriage, immediately after he marries Fergus and Marsali. This, to me, solidifies their union yet again - and you can tell that Jamie and Claire are genuinely surprised and moved by it.
Such a small scene, but very meaningful. Think of it as an underscore - not needed, but welcome.
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Note: I have yet to read Making Money (I think that's the one with a new lawyer?) and I'm only on season 2 of Better Call Saul, so this will be updated at a later date.
Toad and Mr. Slant - Discworld (various)
Saul Goodman/Jimmy McGill - Breaking Bad, Better Call Saul
Ned Gowan - Outlander
Karl Weathers - Fargo (season 2)
Side Note: the same actors that played Ned Gowan and Karl Weathers (Bill Paterson and Nick Offerman, respectively) also played R.P. Tyler, Neighborhood Watch and Thaddeus Dowling, American Ambassador in Good Omens.
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It was a week after we had set out, in a village with an unpronounceable name, that I found out the real reason why Dougal had wanted Jamie.The village, though small, was large enough to boast a tavern with two or three tables and several rickety stools. Here Dougal held his hearings and collected his rents. And after a rather indigestible luncheon of salt beef and turnips, he held court, buying ale for the tenants and cottars who had lingered after their transactions, and a few villagers who drifted in when their daily work was completed, to gawk at the strangers and hear such news as we carried.I sat quietly on a settle in the corner, sipping sour ale and enjoying the respite from horseback. I was paying little attention to Dougal's talk, which shifted back and forth between Gaelic and English, ranging from bits of gossip and farming talk to what sounded like vulgar jokes and meandering stories.[...] Lost in my own thoughts, I had not noticed that Dougal had been speaking for some time alone, as though making a speech of some kind. His hearers were following him intently, with occasional brief interjections and exclamations. Coming gradually back to an awareness of my surroundings, I realized that he was skillfully rousing his audience to a high pitch of excitement about something.I glanced around. Fat Rupert and the little lawyer, Ned Gowan, sat against the wall behind Dougal, tankards of ale forgotten on the bench beside them as they listened intently. Jamie, frowning into his own tankard, leaned forward with his elbows on the table. Whatever Dougal was saying, he didn't seem to care for it.With no warning, Dougal stood, seized Jamie's collar and pulled. Old, and shabbily made to begin with, the shirt tore cleanly down the seams. Taken completely by surprise, Jamie froze. His eyes narrowed, and I saw his jaw set tightly, but he didn't move as Dougal spread aside the ripped flaps of cloth to display his back to the onlookers.
There was a general gasp at sight of the scarred back, then a buzz of excited indignation. I opened my mouth, then caught the word "Sassenach," spoken with no kindly intonation, and shut it again.Jamie, with a face like stone, stood and stepped back from the small crowd clustering around him. He carefully peeled off the remnants of his shirt, wadding the cloth into a ball. An elderly little woman, who reached the level of his elbow, was shaking her head and patting his back gingerly, making what I assumed were comforting remarks in Gaelic. If so, they were clearly not having the hoped-for effect.[...]
With a look at Dougal that should by rights have turned the older man to stone, Jamie tossed the ruins of his shirt into a corner of the hearth and left the room in three long strides, shaking off the sympathetic murmurs of the crowd.Deprived of spectacle, their attentions turned back to Dougal. I didn't understand most of the comment, though the bits I caught seemed to be highly anti-English in nature. I was torn between wanting to follow Jamie outside, and staying inconspicuously where I was. I doubted that he wanted any company, though, so I shrank back into my corner and kept my head down, studying my blurry, pale reflection in the surface of my tankard.The clink of metal made me look up. One of the men, a sturdy-looking crofter in leather trews, had tossed a few coins on the table in front of Dougal, and seemed to be making a short speech of his own. He stood back, thumbs braced in his belt, as though daring the rest to something. After an uncertain pause, one or two bold souls followed suit, and then a few more, digging copper doits and pence out of purse and sporran. Dougal thanked them heartily, waving a hand at the landlord for another round of ale. I noticed that the lawyer Ned Gowan was tidily stowing the new contributions in a separate pouch from that used for the MacKenzie rents bound for Colum's coffers, and I realized what the purpose of Dougal's little performance must be.
Rebellions,
like most other business propositions, require capital. The raising and provisioning of an army takes gold, as does the maintenance of its leaders. And from the little I remembered of Bonnie Prince Charlie, the Young Pretender to the throne, part of his support had come from France, but part of the finances behind his unsuccessful rising had come from the shallow, threadbare pockets of the people he proposed to rule. So Colum, or Dougal, or both, were Jacobites; supporters of the Young Pretender against the lawful occupant of the throne of England, George II.
Cap 11 conversations with a lawyer ~outlander
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TASS - CHAPTER 1
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Here we goooo! Songs About Getting By has a Part 2!
Title: Take a Sad Song Pairing: Jamie/John Rating: Explicit (Please see AO3 for the full list of tags) Summary:
Three years ago, Jamie Fraser lost the one part of his life that made him whole, and the resulting spiral of self-destruction laid to waste everything he'd thought he ever cared about. Then two things happened: first he'd died; second, the one man who should have hated his guts had the poor sense to fall in love with him.
So Jamie's life is back on track, right? He's clean, he's in love, he's got the band back together, he's making music again. He’s having the time of his life, all (mostly) according to plan. That plan did not include children, ever.
But when a little boy shows up with the same last name as his ex-girlfriend and nowhere else to go besides foster care, Jamie has to decide if his life plan can handle any more rearranging. Is there room in his messed up reality for a child?
Read Chapter 1 exclusively on AO3.
Want to read TAALS first?
Pertinent notes/warnings included below the cut (some spoilers possible)
Some Notes Regarding the Full Work:
I have fiddled with some ages and the time line a little from canon. It was necessary to make this story make sense, but I don’t expect it’ll be too jarring.
This will be clear in the text, but William’s mother is an original female character named Elizabeth Ransom, NOT Geneva.
As we get into the plot later, I ask you to kindly suspend some disbelief regarding a few legal details. I’m not a lawyer. I don’t want to be a lawyer. Researching current statutes is one thing, trying to backdate it to 1987 is something different entirely. Besides, we’ve all seen plenty of movies that have done worse with a similar premise, soo…Just pretend Ned Gowan is, in fact, a wizard.
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BOMB💥
The mystery is finally revealed!
The cast of Blood of My Blood continues to expand with the addition of familiar characters with Rory Alexander, Sam Retford, Séamus McLean Ross, and Conor MacNeill tackling the roles of young Murtagh, young Dougal, young Colum, and young Ned Gowan, respectively.
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Names and FACES we know.
Murtagh, Dougal, Colum… ???
Thanks for the message, Anon. You’re referring to The Herald’s story, Outlander 'Blood of My Blood': Prequel to begin filming in Glasgow, where Matthew B Roberts says:
The title is a nod to Jamie Fraser’s marriage vow to Claire and there will be several names and faces that Outlander fans will know and recognise.
Many names will be familiar, but I think it’s misleading to say we’ll recognise faces. 🤷🏻‍♂️ Brian and Ellen married in 1716, which means everyone who still lives in 1743 when Claire first arrives through the stones is 27 years younger than when we meet them on TV. And… the story of Brian and Ellen’s romance begins before 1716, so the 1743ers are more than 27 years younger, BOMB time.
Which names might we recognise? You mention three obvious ones, representing the two principal clans. Will we see (young) faces to match my list of names? 🍿
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Castle Leoch: Clan MacKenzie (Photo: Starz)
The MacKenzies are here!
Patriarch/Matriarch
Jacob (Seamus Ruadh) / Anne Grant
Children
Ellen (marries Brian Fraser)
Colum (marries Leticia Chisholm)
Dougal (marries Maura Grant)
Janet
Flora
Jocasta (marries John Cameron… future husbands, Hugh and Hector Cameron)
Groupies
Old Alec
Mrs Fitz
Ned Gowan
Marcus MacRannoch
Malcolm Grant
Rupert (not much younger than Jocasta
Angus (probably close to Rupert’s age)
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Beaufort Castle: Clan Fraser (Photo: Starz, of Dean, the stunt castle)
Je suis prest!
Patriarch/Mistress (Brian’s mother)
Simon, Lord Lovat (The Old Fox) / Davina Porter
Children
Brian (Brian Dubh)
4 half-brothers, including Simon, Master of Lovat
3 half sisters
Groupies
Murtagh
John Murray
Mrs Murray
I’m hesitant to use dates here because discrepancies exist between sources he says mildly, but if BOMB continues into the early years of Brian and Ellen’s marriage…
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Lallybroch: Fraser-MacKenzie home (Photo: Starz)
Children (in birth order)
Ian Murray
Willie Fraser
Jenny Fraser
Jamie Fraser
Robert Fraser (dies with Ellen during childbirth)
So, there are 32 familiar names whose not-so-familiar faces we might see in BOMB. 😃 Can anyone think of other names? Comment away…
Remember… in keeping with unpopular opinions, such as enjoying The Search and Go Tell The Bees That I Am Gone, Brian is looking forward to Outlander: Blood of My Blood. Some people might suggest all Brian’s taste is in his mouth. 😂
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