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Mance: Why do you want to join us, Jon Snow?

I saw Craster take his own baby boy and leave it in the woods.

I saw what took it.

When I told the Lord Commander, he already knew.

I want to fight for the side that fights for the living.

How did you kill those guards?

Show me how.

If you would learn, you must come with me.

I want to, but I need to find my brother and mother.

And my sister.

You have to go. Go to the Wall, to Jon.

Osha, you must protect them.

You're the only one who can.

Karstark: 200 Northmen slaughtered like sheep.

The debt will be repaid, my friend.

For them and for your sons.

They rot in the ground while their killer runs free.

Those were Stark men.

I don't serve the Starks. I serve Lady Catelyn.

I told you I'd take you to King's Landing, and that's what I'm going to do.

Cersei: Joffrey tells me you stopped your carriage at Flea Bottom this morning.

Margaery: I paid a visit to an orphanage the High Septon told me about.

Not long ago we were attacked by a mob there.

The king barely escaped with his life.

My mother's always had a penchant for drama.

Facts become less and less important to her as she grows older.

You said you'd take me home.

If you were to tell just one...

Please, Lord Baelish, tell me what to do.

Tell me when.

Ros: Watch out for her.

Watch out for her with him.

( snarls )

Sam: Ah!

( Ghost growling )

We need to get back to the Wall.

We know what's out there, but we have to warn them.

( theme music playing )

( panting )

( wind blowing )

( caws )

( caws )

Don't think too much, Bran.

Relax your bow arm.

( caws )

( laughing )

Ned: And which one of you was a marksman at 10?

Father?

( raven caws )

You can't kill it, you know.

Why not?

Because the raven is you.

( raven caws )

( gasps )

Hodor.

It's all right, Hodor.

( sighs ) Hodor.

Osha: Were you inside the wolf again, little lord?

No, it was the three-eyed raven.

He's back.

I tried to kill it, but I couldn't.

There was a boy.

I don't want to hear about it.

But you asked.

We've got plenty of worries.

We don't need to pour black magic on top of them.

I didn't ask for black magic dreams.

I know you didn't, little lord.

( birds screeching )

We need to move.

We don't know who might be after us.

No one even knows we're alive.

And who told you that?

The three-eyed raven tell you?

Some good he is, then.

I don't know what other people know and what they don't.

I only know the Wall is a long way off.

My mother always told me you Westerosi were a grim lot.

Grim, bearded, stinking barbarians that would row across the Narrow Sea and steal us from our beds.

Did you ever think you'd marry one?

I never thought I'd marry anyone at all.

Never?

Not until I met the king of the grim, bearded, stinking barbarians.

( door opens )

Pardon me, Your Grace.

My queen.

Lord Bolton.

Let me guess which one is the good news.

Word from Riverrun and Winterfell.

( crying ) I hadn't seen him in years.

I don't even know how many.

We'll travel to the funeral together.

Lord Bolton will garrison here until we return.

Will I be wearing manacles when I lay my father to rest?

Something else?

By the time Bolton's b*st*rd got to Winterfell, the ironborn were gone.

They massacred everyone and put the castle to the torch.

And Bran and Rickon have not been found.

They may have escaped.

Or Theon may have taken them back to the Iron Islands as hostages.

Have you received any demands?

Have you heard anything from Theon at all?

( gasps )

( shivering )

Where am I?

Who are you?

What do you want?

I want to do this.

( screaming )

Do you know how long it's going to take us to get to King's Landing walking through fields and forests?

( sheep bleating )

So how shall we pass the time?

By putting one foot in front of the other.

It's going to be a very dull walk.

I'm here to take you to King's Landing and bring back Lady Stark's daughters in exchange.

Dull is fine.

You know, it doesn't matter how loyal a servant you are, no one enjoys the company of a humorless mute.

Trust me on this.

People have been serving me since I was born.

You think Lady Stark is going to want a giant towheaded plank following her around for the rest of her life?

A week's journey with you and she'll order you to fall on your sword.

If Lady Stark is unhappy with any aspect of my service, I'm sure she'll let me know.

She's an honest woman.

All the good it's done her.

( moans )

How did you come into Lady Stark's service?

There's something we can talk about.

Not your concern, Kingslayer.

It had to be recently.

You weren't with her at Winterfell.

How would you know?

Because I visited Winterfell.

I would have noticed your dour head smacking into the archways.

Move.

Were you pledged to Stannis?

Gods, no.

Ah, Renly.

Really?

He wasn't fit to rule over anything more important than a 12-course meal.

Shut your mouth.

I lived with him at court since he was a boy, don't forget.

Could hardly escape the little tulip.

Skipping down the corridors in his embroidered silks.

I knew him far better than you.

I knew him as well as anyone.

As a member of his Kingsguard, he trusted me with everything.

He would have been a wonderful king.

Sounds like you quite fancied him.

I did not fancy him.

Oh, gods, you did.

Did you ever tell him?

No, of course not.

You weren't Renly's type, I'm afraid.

He preferred curly-haired little girls like Loras Tyrell.

You're far too much man for him.

I'm not interested in foul rumors.

Unless they're about me.

It's all true about Renly.

His proclivities were the worst kept secret at court.

It's a shame the throne isn't made out of cocks.

They'd have never got him off it.

Shut your mouth!

I don't blame him.

And I don't blame you, either.

We don't get to choose who we love.

( horse snorts )

Where are you headed, then?

Jaime: South.

Riverrun.

Staying off the kingsroad, are you?

They get you no matter where you go.

You can't win.

No, you really can't.

Looks like you're safe enough, though.

Meaning no offense, my lady, but...

( laughs ) I wouldn't tangle with you.

( laughs )

Seven blessings to you.

And you.

Jaime: He knows who I am.

He doesn't.

Maybe you're right.

But what if you're not? What if he tells someone?

We're not doing it.

He's an innocent man.

More innocent than Lady Stark's daughters?

Make it tighter here.

That's better.

It makes you look very strong.

No flowers.

I said no flowers.

All these are wrong. Bring others.

Yes, Your Grace.

Bloody flowers.

On the king.

Looks like a Tyrell rose.

Give it to Margaery for her wedding gown.

Should be more than enough fabric.

Tell me what you think of her.

Margaery.

She's an ideal match.

With the Tyrells beside us, we'll crush the Northerners.

Hang their lords, burn their strongholds, sow their fields with salt, and no one will think of rebelling for another century.

It is a good match, but what do you think of her?

She's beautiful and intelligent.

Yes, she is.

Her concern with the well-being of the common people is interesting.

Not to me.

( chuckles )

I only meant that to go out of your way to endanger yourself ...

This is becoming one of the most boring conversations I've ever had.

Margaery Tyrell dotes on filthy urchins for a reason.

She dresses like a harlot for a reason.

She married a traitor and known degenerate like Renly Baratheon for a reason.

She married Renly Baratheon because she was told to.

That's what intelligent women do ... what they're told.

You need to ask yourself ...

I don't need to do anything.

( sighs )

Better.

Much better.

I still don't believe it.

He didn't. He didn't want anything.

He just takes an interest because he loved my mother.

Men only want one thing from a pretty girl.

Littlefinger's not in love with me.

Love is not the thing he wants.

He's too old.

They never see it that way.

He didn't ask you to do something for him?

Spy on someone or...?

If he does ask you for anything or try anything or touch you, I want you to tell me.

Why? What will you do?

I will make him stop.

( knocks )

Guard: Ser Loras Tyrell, my lady.

Send him in.

Lady Sansa.

Ser Loras.

My sister Margaery invites you to take the air with her and our grandmother the Lady Olenna in the gardens.

May I escort you to them?

I believe you grow more beautiful every day, Lady Sansa.

You are too kind, Ser Loras.

You probably don't remember the first time we met.

At the Hand's tourney, you gave me your favor.

A rose, a red rose.

Of course I did.

Margaery: It's more your color.

You take it.

Thank you.

You're such a dear.

I'll take my leave.

Lady Sansa.

Thank you, Ser Loras.

Come.

Lady Sansa, it is my honor to present my grandmother... the Lady Olenna of House Tyrell.

Kiss me, child.

It's so good of you to visit me and my foolish flock of hens.

We're very sorry for your losses.

And I was sorry when I heard of Lord Renly's death, Lady Margaery.

He was very gallant.

Gallant, yes.

And charming and very clean.

He knew how to dress and smile and somehow this gave him the notion he was fit to be king.

Renly was brave and gentle, Grandmother.

Father liked him and so did Loras.

Loras is young and very good at knocking men off horses with a stick.

That does not make him wise.

As to your fathead father ...

Grandmother! What will Sansa think of us?

She might think we have some wits about us.

One of us, at any rate.

It was treason. I warned them.

Robert has two sons and Renly has an older brother.

How could he possibly have any claim to that ugly iron chair?

We should have stayed well out of all this if you ask me.

But once the cow's been milked, there's no squirting the cream back up her udders.

So here we are to see things through.

What do you say to that, Sansa?

Shall we have some lemon cakes?

Lemon cake's my favorite.

So we've been told.

Are you going to bring the food or do you mean to starve us to death?

Here, Sansa, come sit with me.

I'm much less boring than these others.

Do you know my son?

The Lord of Highgarden?

I haven't had the pleasure.

No great pleasure, believe me.

A ponderous oaf.

His father was an oaf as well.

My husband, the late Lord Luthor.

He managed to ride off a cliff whilst hawking.

They say he was looking up at the sky and paying no mind to where his horse was taking him.

And now my son is doing the same, only this time he's riding a lion instead of a horse.

Now...

I want you to tell me the truth about this royal boy, this Joffrey.

I... I...

You, you.

Who else would know better?

We've heard some troubling tales.

Is there any truth to them?

Has this boy mistreated you?

Has he ripped out your tongue?

Joff ... King Joffrey, he ... His Grace is very fair and handsome and as brave as a lion.

Yes, all Lannisters are lions.

And when a Tyrell farts, it smells like a rose.

But how kind is he?

How clever?

Has he a good heart, a gentle hand?

I'm to be his wife.

I only want to know what that means.

( footsteps approaching )

Bring me some cheese.

The cheese will be served after the cakes, my lady.

The cheese will be served when I want it served.

And I want it served now.

Are you frightened, child?

No need for that.

We're only women here.

Tell us the truth. No harm will come to you.

My father always told the truth.

Yes, he had that reputation.

And they named him traitor and took his head.

Joffrey.

Joffrey did that.

He promised he would be merciful and he cut my father's head off.

And he said that was mercy.

Then he took me up on the walls and made me look at it.

Go on.

I ... I can't. I never meant ... my father was a traitor.

My brother as well. I have traitor's blood.

Please don't make me say anymore.

She's terrified, Grandmother.

Just look at her.

Speak freely, child.

We would never betray your confidence, I swear it.

He's a monster.

That's a pity.

Please, don't stop the wedding.

Have no fear. The Lord Oaf of Highgarden

is determined that Margaery shall be queen.

Even so, we thank you for the truth.

Ah, here comes my cheese.

( panting )

Karstark: We're at war.

This march is a distraction.

My grandfather's funeral is not a distraction.

Are we riding to battle at Riverrun?

Then it's a distraction.

My Uncle Edmure has his forces garrisoned there.

We need his men.

Unless he's been breeding them, he don't have enough to make a difference.

Have you lost faith in our cause?

If it's revenge, I still got faith in it.

If you no longer believe ...

I can believe till it snows in Dorne.

Don't change the fact that we've got half the men.

You don't think we can win?

May I speak my mind, Your Grace?

Have you not been speaking your mind, Lord Karstark?

I think you lost this war the day you married her.

( horse whinnies )

Whoa, whoa.

Your Grace.

You're afraid of her.

And she knows it.

I'm not afraid of her.

( snorting )

May I help you, Lady Stark?

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ...

You can't help because a mother makes one for her children to protect them.

Only a mother can make them.

You've made them before?

Twice.

Did they work?

After a fashion.

I prayed for my son Bran to survive his fall.

Many years before that, one of the boys came down with the pox.

Maester Luwin said if he made it through the night, he'd live.

But it would be a very long night.

So I sat with him all through the darkness.

Listened to his ragged little breaths, his coughing, his whimpering.

Which boy?

Jon Snow.

When my husband brought that baby home from the war, I couldn't bear to look at him.

I didn't want to see those brown stranger's eyes staring up at me.

So I prayed to the gods, take him away.

Make him die.

He got the pox.

And I knew I was the worst woman who ever lived.

A murderer.

I'd condemned this poor, innocent child to a horrible death all because I was jealous of his mother.

A woman he didn't even know.

So I prayed to all seven gods, let the boy live.

Let him live and I'll love him.

I'll be a mother to him.

I'll beg my husband to give him a true name, to call him Stark and be done with it, to make him one of us.

And he lived.

And he lived.

And I couldn't keep my promise.

And everything that's happened since then...

all this horror that's come to my family... it's all because I couldn't love a motherless child.

Was it hard for you to kill the Halfhand?

You liked him?

I like you, but if you're playing us false, it won't be hard for me to kill you.

I've got wildling blood in my veins.

These are my people.

I understand.

Well, how could you understand?

You want to protect your people.

Do you know what it takes to unite 90 clans, half of whom want to massacre the other half for one insult or another?

They speak seven different languages in my army.

The Thenns hate the Hornfoots.

The Hornfoots hate the ice-river clans.

Everyone hates the cave people.

So you know how I got moon worshippers and cannibals and giants to march together in the same army?

I told them we were all going to die if we don't get south.

Because that's the truth.

Shouldn't be long now.

( screeching )

What's wrong with him?

Mance: He's a warg.

He can enter the mind of animals, see through their eyes.

He's scouting for us.

What, you've never met a warg?

( screeching )

Mance: Orell.

( shivers )

Where were you this time?

The Fist of the First Men.

What did you see?

( chuckles )

Dead crows.

( men coughing )

Rast: What's the matter, Piggy?

You crying 'cause you're cold?

There's 200 brothers killed by dead men and you're still here whimpering.

That seem fair to you?

I seen 'em torn to pieces fighting while you was off somewhere hiding in a hole.

Why don't you lie down and rest for a while, eh?

You know you want to.

Get up, Sam.

Get up.

I can't.

If you stop, you'll die.

'Course if you don't stop, you'll probably die, too.

You don't care.

'Course we care.

You left me.

When the white walkers came, you left me.

Aye, we left you.

You're fat and you're slow.

We didn't want to die.

( Sam sobbing )

Help me get him up.

Looks like that piggy is done for.

Help us get him up.

He's slowing us down.

Just get him up!

Why? So the rest of us can die?

We'll move faster without him.

What is this? Get up, Tarly.

Is he all right?

Aye, I think so.

If he can't, we may as well just go without him.

That's enough.

Tarly, I forbid you to die.

Do you hear me?

Why should the rest of us ...

Rast... you're responsible for him.

What am I supposed to do?

Make sure he gets back alive.

If he doesn't, you don't.

Move on!

I'm not dying for you, Piggy.

You hear me?

( branch snaps )

( wolf growling )

Where's Rickon and Hodor?

Looking for food.

( growling )

What's out there?

( growling )

( growling )

Osha: Not another step, boy.

Unless you want to drown in your own blood.

I'm unarmed.

That was poor planning.

My sister carries the weapons.

I'm better with them.

Drop the spear.

Drop it.

If you kill me, that wolf will tear you to bits.

( growling )

You must be Summer.

( sniffing )

I'm Jojen Reed.

This is my sister Meera.

We've come a long way to find you, Brandon.

And we have much farther to go.

Gendry: I'm just trying to understand.

Arya: Would you please shut up about it?

Jaqen H'ghar offered you three kills.

I'm not listening.

But just explain it to me.

He offered to kill any three people you wanted.

Dead. All you had to do was give him the names.

Anyone. You could have picked King Joffrey.

Shut up.

You could have picked Tywin Lannister.

Jaqen got us out of Harrenhal, so why are you complaining?

But you could have ended the war.

Where are we going?

North.

If we were going north, we should have come to the Red Fork River by now.

Maybe we already passed it.

It's 100 feet wide.

How could we have passed it?

If we hit the Red Fork, we can follow it west to Riverrun.

My mother grew up there.

My grandfather's a lord. He'll protect us.

( man singing )

Could be a minstrel.

Shut up.

♪ A lion still has claws... ♪

Hot Pie: A minstrel's got gold sometimes.

We could jump him, tie him up, steal his gold, and buy some food.

♪ And so he spoke, and so he spoke ♪

♪ That Lord of Castamere ♪

♪ But now the rains ♪
♪ Weep o'er his hall ♪
♪ With no one there to hear. ♪

( gasps )

Singer: What's lurking behind that wall?

A lion?

A wolf?

Archer: Just a dirty little cub, I think.

Singer: Loose a few more shafts.

Don't.

Put the sword down, girl.

You go on down the road.

Just keep on singing so we know where you are.

Leave us be and I won't kill you.

( laughing )

Generous.

You're a dangerous person.

I like dangerous people.

Why are your friends so shy?

What friends?

The fat one to your left and the lad beside him.

Three young ones on the run carrying castle-forged swords.

You escape from Harrenhal?

Arya: Who are you?

Thoros of Myr.

And the fellow here with the bow is Anguy.

No, who do you fight for?

The Brotherhood without Banners.

Now come along.

I want to hear how two boys and a very dangerous girl escaped Harrenhal.

I'm not going with them. The Brotherhood?

That's who the Mountain and them lot were looking for.

They'll bring us back and put rats in us.

You've got nothing to fear from us, son.

The lords of Westeros want to burn the countryside.

We're trying to save it.

Now come on.

We'll talk some more over brown bread and stew.

And then you can go on your way.

Here's the thing, fat boy.

When I'm done talking, that arrow's falling down on your fat head.

So I advise you move, because I'm done talking.

( men laughing )

Half the country's starving and look at this one.

Maybe he's the reason half the country's starving.

My lion.

We've spoken of this.

You cannot come here.

But you said I should come to you with any problems.

Did anyone see you?

You sure?

My father does not make idle threats.

Having you killed would be the high point of his week.

You have to be absolutely certain.

All right.

What is this problem?

I'm worried about Sansa.

When she spoke with Lord Baelish, his friend warned me about him.

Baelish doesn't have friends.

I don't know her name.

Oh, Ros? The redhead?

How do you know her?

I try to know as many people as I can.

You never know which one you'll need.

She's a whore.

Yes, well, we shouldn't be judgmental about these things.

You f*cked her.

Oh, please.

All right, yes, I f*cked her once.

Twice.

But since I met you, my lady, I've been with no one else.

And was she good? Did you like her?

Not as much as I like you, obviously, or she'd be the one torturing me right now.

What did she say about Littlefinger?

That Sansa shouldn't trust him.

Is there an idiot in any village who trusts Littlefinger?

We have to protect her.

We can't.

Now that the Lannisters have discarded her, Sansa will have many suitors.

A great beauty with a very old name.

A great beauty? Oh, a great beauty?

Yes, she is, objectively, very.

Her face is quite pleasing ... to other men and to women, people in general.

But not to me, of course.

I only have eyes for you.

You pervert. You want her?

This child?

I don't even want to talk about her.

But you are.

Only because you're making me.

( chuckles ) I didn't force you to open your mouth and make words come out.

This is cruel and unfair. Cruelly unfair.

"Oh, the cruelty.

Shae is so cruel to me."

Hmm, yes.

Now do you think I'm cruel?

Only if you stop.

But you mustn't come here again.

Do you hear me?

You've come to a dangerous place full of dangerous people.

Dangerous people.

( moans )

( knocks )

Guard: Lady Tyrell, my king.

Send her in.

You wanted to see me, Your Grace?

I'm leaving on a hunting trip.

I just wanted to make sure you had everything you need before I left.

That's very thoughtful, Your Grace.

I have everything I could want.

Good. Good.

How are you finding life in the capital?

It must be quite a change after Renly's camp.

A welcome one.

A military encampment is no place for a lady.

And the bedside of a traitor?

Is that a place for a lady?

Your Grace, I tried to do my duty as a wife, that is all.

What was your duty to this traitor as you saw it?

The duty of any wife to any husband ... to provide him with children.

You failed to do this.

I ...

I would not speak ill of the dead, Your Grace.

You think one ought to speak kindly of a traitor merely because he's had a sword put through his heart?

I do beg your pardon.

The subtleties of politics are often lost on me.

Renly...

I don't believe he was interested

in the company of women.

What makes you say this?

Whenever I wanted to make a child with him, he ... he had so many excuses, so many late-night war councils.

He never wanted to try.

Except one evening, after he'd had far too much wine to drink, he suggested something ... something that sounded very painful and couldn't possibly result in children.

Maybe the fault was with me.

No, he was a known... degenerate.

It's such a relief to hear you say so, Your Grace.

I've considered making his perversion punishable by death.

As is your right.

You must do whatever you need to do.

You are the king.

Do you like it?

I just had it made.

Probably one of the finest weapons in the Seven Kingdoms.

It's beautiful.

Will you show me how it works?

It's a new design.

Much easier to load. There's no crank.

You use this lever to draw the string.

The bolt goes here.

And then you just aim... and...

( laughs )

Would you take me hunting sometime?

Forgive me, Your Grace.

I know a hunt is no place for a woman.

It's not unheard of.

My father would never let me before ...

You no longer belong to him.

Do you want to hold it?

May I? Please.

I imagine it must be so exciting to squeeze your finger here and watch something die over there.

Could you do it?

Could you... kill something?

I don't know, Your Grace. Do you think I could?

Would you like to watch me?

( screams ) Stop! Stop!

Tell us the truth.

About what?

( screams ) I don't know what you want.

I want the truth.

What truth?

Why'd you take Winterfell?

I took it to ... I took it ...

Who gave the orders?

No one.

I took it on my own.

Why?

To take the North while it was vulnerable.

What were you going to do once you took it?

Hold it. Rule it.

Good. That's very good.

( screams )

Why did you do that? I told you.

Why did you take Winterfell?

I took it to bring glory to my house and my father.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

I took it because I hated the Starks.

I hated them for holding me prisoner.

I wanted to hurt them.

What are you doing?

Please.

( screaming )

I'll tell you anything.

Just take it off.

Please. Please, just take it off.

( door closes )

Your sister sent me.

Yara?

( whimpers )

I'll come for you tonight when the castle sleeps.

No, don't go. Please, please.

No, please don't leave me.

Please, please.

Please, please don't go!

( sobbing ) Please. Please. Don't leave me.

Please don't go.

Rickon, stay with us.

It's all right. The wolves will protect him.

You can get inside his head, see through his eyes.

Only when I'm asleep.

That's how it begins until you learn to control it.

You're a warg.

It's not just wolves.

Sometimes in my dreams there's a ...

A three-eyed raven?

You've seen it?

We saw him together. You haven't forgotten?

Does it have anything to do with warging?

No, the raven is something different, something deeper.

The raven brings the sight.

Seeing things that haven't happened yet?

Or things that happened long before you were born or things that are happening right now thousands of miles away.

What's he telling him?

Why don't you ask?

Isn't he ashamed, your brother, needing you to protect him?

Where's the shame in that?

Any boy his age who needs his sister to protect him is gonna find himself needing lots of protecting.

Some people will always need help.

That doesn't mean they're not worth helping.

When my father died, I dreamt it.

You didn't dream it. You saw it.

So did I.

You have the sight, too?

When I told my father about your father... for the first time in my life, I saw him cry.

Your father is Howland Reed?

Yeah.

He saved my father's life during the rebellion.

Your father told you about the rebellion?

Mine never did.

But I saw that, too.

What else have you seen?

Only one thing that matters ... you.

( men laughing )

Thoros: I never liked the skinny ones.

Like drinking from a puddle.

Not that I'm averse to drinking from a puddle every now and again, you understand.

I don't drink ale.

There's no story so good a drink won't make it better.

Yeah!

You see?

They've all suffered through my bouts of sobriety.

It's very tedious for all concerned.

Now, how did three children ...

We're not children.

How did three young persons such as yourselves, untrained in the art of war, escape from Harrenhal?

Gendry's a smith.

He was apprenticed in the armory.

A smith, eh? Where'd you train?

King's Landing. Tobho Mott's shop.

That criminal. He charges twice as much as every other armorer in the city.

That's because he's twice as good.

Aha! A smith and a salesman.

Gendry stole us weapons.

Ah, fought your way out of Harrenhal, I see.

He knows how to use a sword and so do I.

( men laugh )

My brothers taught me.

( men laugh )

Men: Ooh!

( men cheer )

To your brothers!

( cheering )

You can finish your meals before you go.

It may be awhile before you see another.

You'll free us?

I gave you my word.

But before you go, allow me to raise a cup to your ...

Hey, hey.

( men cheering )

Now that is an uncommonly large person.

How does one manage to subdue such an uncommonly large person?

One waits for him to drink until he passes out.

Poor man. You have my sympathy.

Aha, not a man at all.

A Hound!

( men howl and bark )

So good to see you again, Clegane.

Thoros?

The f*ck you doing here?

Drinking and talking too much.

Same as ever.

( men laugh )

A pretty prize, lads.

Men: Yeah!

Girl.

What in seven hells are you doing with the Stark bitch?

Jaime: It's a tough decision ... take the bridge and risk being seen or cross the great water.

Silence, Kingslayer.

Anyone can see us on the bridge, but cross by water and the current could take us or I could escape down the river.

Good luck.

It's wonderful to watch you wrestle with these dilemmas.

Which will she choose?

Gambler at heart.

Wouldn't have guessed.

Be quick about it.

( Jaime groans )

I need to rest.

Get up.

I have these, you know, on your feet when you walk too far.

What do you call them?

Get up now.

Corns. I never used to get corns.

Of course I used to ride everywhere, not march around like a common foot soldier wearing the same sh1t boots for over a year.

This heel is ruined. There's no way ...

( grunts )

( chuckles )

I never understood why some knights felt the need to carry two swords.

( sighs )

You move well... for a great beast of a woman.

You shouldn't grimace before you lunge.

It gives away the game.

Bit of a quandary for you.

If you kill me, you fail Lady Stark.

But if you don't kill me,

I'm going to kill you.

You're good.

Graceless, but good.

See? If you were willing to hurt me, you might have had me there.

( grunting )

( grunts )

( panting )

( groans, coughs )

( Jaime breathing heavily )

( horse neighs )

Looks like your woman's getting the better of you, if you can call that a woman.

We enjoy a good fight.

Gets our juices flowing.

The Flayed Man of House Bolton.

A bit gruesome for my taste.

You sure he's the one?

That's him, all right.

I saw him fight at the tourney for Ser Willem Frey's wedding.

Give the man his silver.

Let us go and my father will pay you whatever you want.

Enough to buy me a new head?

If the King in the North hears I had the Kingslayer and let him go, he'll be taking it right off.

I'd rather he takes yours.

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( wind howling )

( panting )

( breathing heavily )

Brother?

( snow crunching )

( Ghost snarling )

Did you send the ravens?

Tarly, look at me.

Did you send the ravens?

That was your job.

Your only job.

We need to get back to the Wall.

It's a long march.

We know what's out there, but we have to make it, have to warn them or before winter's done, everyone you've ever known will be dead.

( wind blowing )

( people talking indistinctly )

First time you've seen a giant, Jon Snow?

Well, don't stare too long. They're shy.

When they stop being shy, they get angry.

And when they're angry, I've seen them pound a man straight into the ground like a hammer on a nail.

( growling )

Man: Crow!

Boy: Crow!

Girl: Look over there!

Man #2: Crow!

Girl: Crow! Look over here! Look!

Woman:

Ah, look, crow coming!

Crow!

Ygritte: You're wearing the wrong color.

Mance was a ranger.

In your hearts, all you crows want to fly free.

When I'm free, will I be free to go?

Crow!

Crow!

Sure, you will.

( laughter )

And I'll be free to kill you.

Got no respect, this lot.

Got no fathers to slap 'em when they're foul.

What happened to their fathers?

Some of them were killed by crows like you.

Don't look so grim, Jon Snow.

If Mance Rayder likes you, you'll live another day.

And if he don't...

I smell a crow.

We killed his friends.

Thought you'd want to question this one.

What do we want with a baby crow?

This baby killed Qhorin Halfhand.

He wants to be one of us.

That half-handed c**t killed friends of mine.

Friends twice your size.

My father told me big men fall just as quick as little ones

if you put a sword through their hearts.

Plenty of little men tried to put their swords through my heart.

And there's plenty of little skeletons

buried in the woods.

What's your name, boy?

Jon Snow.

Your Grace.

( laughter )

Your Grace?

( laughter )

Did you hear that?

From now on, you'd better kneel every time I fart.

( laughs ) Stand, boy.

We don't kneel for anyone beyond the Wall.

So, you're Ned Stark's b*st*rd.

Thank you for the gift, Lord of Bones.

You can leave us.

The girl likes you.

You like her back, Snow?

That why you want to join us?

Bearded warrior: Don't panic, boy.

This isn't the damned Night's Watch where we make you swear off girls.

This chicken eater you thought was king is Tormund Giantsbane.

Can't believe this pup

killed the Halfhand.

He was our enemy and I'm glad he's dead.

He was my brother once.

Back when he had a whole hand.

What were you doing with him?

The Lord Commander sent me to the Halfhand for seasoning.

He wants me to lead one day.

But here you are, a traitor kneeling before the King-beyond-the-Wall.

If I'm a traitor, then you are, too.

Why do you want to join us, Jon Snow?

I want to be free.

No, I don't think so.

I think what you want most of all is to be a hero.

I'll ask you one last time ... why do you want to join us?

We stopped at Craster's Keep on the way north.

I saw...

You saw what?

I saw Craster take his own baby boy and leave it in the woods.

I saw what took it.

You're telling me you saw one of them?

And why would that make you desert your brothers?

Because when I told the Lord Commander, he already knew.

Thousands of years ago, the First Men battled the White Walkers and defeated them.

I want to fight for the side that fights for the living.

Did I come to the right place?

We'll need to find you a new cloak.

( children chattering )

What if you took off that bit there?

Don't you want to leave something to the imagination?

Trouble is, I've never had much imagination.

I want you to take it off.

( tsks )

Mouth.

( door opens, closes )

Podrick: Ser Bronn. Ser Bronn.

I didn't hear that.

Apologies, ser.

Bronn: Back away.

Keep backing away till you're outside this establishment.

Then back away some more.

Lord Tyrion sent me.

I will murder you, boy.

He said it was a matter of life and death.

( knocking )

Cersei: It's your sister.

The queen.

What are they doing here?

Protecting me, I assume. Will you let me in?

No, I don't think so.

If I wanted to kill you, do you think I'd let a wooden door stop me?

They stay outside.

I'm not afraid of you, little brother.

Why are you here?

I wanted to see your face.

They said you'd lost your nose, but it's not as gruesome as all that.

The man who cut me lost more than his nose.

I should hope so.

The rebels came for Joffrey's head, they lost their own.

Thanks to Father.

Thanks to Father.

Of course, it wasn't a rebel who tried to kill me.

No? Curious.

Bit of a comedown from chamber of the Hand.

But then I don't suppose you need much room.

Grand Maester Pycelle made the same joke.

You must be proud to be as funny as a man whose balls brush his knees.

You're meeting Father today?

How do you know that?

Because I have hundreds of spies in my employ.

The Master of Whisperers owes me a favor or two.

Father told me. What do you want from him?

What do I want from him? He's my father.

Do I need to want something?

I'm sure he loves me dearly, as any father loves his child, his baby boy.

Yet he hasn't come to visit once since arriving in King's Landing.

I lay here, my face split in half, but Father never came.

You're going to make me cry.

Why do you care what I want from him?

Because you've slandered me to Father before.

Slandered? When?

You told him I had my guards beat that servant girl at Casterly Rock.

You did have your guards beat her.

A girl of nine, I believe.

I was nine, too.

She lost an eye, if I remember correctly.

If I remember correctly, she never stole a necklace again.

It's not slander if it's true.

And what's this truth you plan on telling him today?

Why are you so nervous about what I'm going to say to Father?

Because you're a liar.

I expect you'll tell lies about me, about Joffrey.

Any lies in particular?

You're a clever man, but you're not half as clever as you think you are.

Still makes me more clever than you.

( door opens )

Oh, look at these two shining warriors.

Ser Taryn Mant and...

Ser Whosit of Whocares.

Ser Meryn Trant.

Ser Bronn of the Blackwater.

You're no knight.

Ser Bronn of the Blackwater was anointed by the king himself.

You're an up-jumped cutthroat, nothing more.

That's exactly who I am.

And you're a grub in fancy armor

who's better at beating little girls than fighting men.

Now, I have an appointment with Lord Tyrion.

You put your hand on that door, you lose the hand.

As much as I appreciate a walk in the sunshine, your lordship, I am wondering why you sent for me.

A number of people in this city want to kill me.

You're here to protect me.

I've been doing that for a while now.

Do you grow bored protecting me?

I grow poor protecting you.

Poor? Poor?

Under my patronage you've become a knight, you've served as Commander of the City Watch.

Briefly.

I'm sure you filled your pockets.

And now my pockets are empty.

You've given me a taste for the finer things.

And if you want me to carry on protecting you, you'll need to pay more.

I thought we were friends.

We are.

But I'm a sellsword. I sell my sword.

I don't loan it out to friends as a favor.

How much?

Double.

Double?

I'm a knight now.

Knights are worth double.

I don't even know how much I'm paying you now.

Which means you can afford it.

( breathing heavily )

( waves lapping )

( seabirds calling )

Here. Here!

Help me!

( horn blowing )

Who are you?

I was in the battle at Blackwater.

I was a captain and a knight.

Aye, ser, and serving which king?

The one true king of Westeros ...

Stannis Baratheon.

I thought you were dead.

Everyone thought you were dead.

And your son?

He may have swam ashore as you did.

No, the wildfire took him. I saw it.

I'm so sorry, my friend.

I, too, have lost a son.

There is nothing worse in this world.

But, Davos, you were a good father.

If I was a good father, he'd still be here.

Stannis lives?

He licks his wounds at Dragonstone.

Will you take me there?

There is nothing for me at Dragonstone.

This war is not over.

Not for you, maybe.

But for Salladhor Saan, the war is over.

We're both sworn to King Stannis.

I am sworn to no man.

I promised you 30 ships and you promised me riches and glory.

I delivered the ships.

Stannis never gives up. Never.

Now he will regroup ...

He's a broken man.

His fleet lies at the bottom of Blackwater Bay.

They say he sees no one ... not his generals, not even his wife.

Only the Red Woman whispering in his ear, telling him what she sees in the flames and burning men alive.

What?

They built a great fire when Stannis returned.

All those who spoke against her she called servants of darkness.

They say she sang to them as they burned.

I'm a pirate.

You're a smuggler.

Servants of darkness.

I'm thinking Dragonstone is a good place for us to avoid.

Take me back there, please.

You cannot turn Stannis against her.

Maybe not, but I could carve her heart out.

You could try.

If you fail, they will burn you.

If you succeed, they'll burn you.

And you've only just come back to life.

Stay alive a little longer, my friend.

You call me friend. You drank with me on my wedding day.

And you drank with me on four of my wedding days, but I don't ask you for favors.

I have to stop her.

Please, do this for me.

When you are dead, I will gather your bones in a little sack and let your widow wear them around her neck.

We should set the siege lines

1,000 yards from Harrenhal.

There won't be a siege. The Mountain can't defend a ruin.

I imagine the Mountain will defend whatever Tywin Lannister tells him to defend.

The Lannisters have been running from us since Oxcross.

I'd love a fight. The men would love a fight.

I don't think we're going to get one.

( flies buzzing )

200 Northmen slaughtered like sheep.

The debt will be repaid, my friend.

For them and for your sons.

Will it?

They rot in the ground

while their killer runs free.

The Kingslayer won't remain free for long.

My best hunters are after him.

Robb: A Mallister?

Ser Jeremy.

My father's bannerman.

Find her a chamber that will serve as a cell.

Talisa: She's your mother.

She freed Jaime Lannister.

The Lannisters robbed them of their sons and she robbed them of their justice.

( coughing )

Water.

Water.

This needs to be cleaned and closed.

What's your name, friend?

Qyburn.

You're lucky to be alive.

Lucky?

( birds cawing )

( sighs )

The badge looks good on you.

Almost as good as it looked on me.

Are you enjoying your new position?

Am I enjoying it?

I was very happy as Hand of the King.

( chuckles ) Yes.

I heard how happy you were.

( blows )

You brought a whore into my bed.

It wasn't your bed at the time.

I sent you here to advise the king.

I gave you real power and authority.

You chose to spend your days as you always have, bedding harlots and drinking with thieves.

Occasionally I drank with the harlots.

What do you want, Tyrion?

Why does everyone assume I want something?

Can't I simply visit with my beloved father?

My beloved father who somehow forgot to visit his wounded son after he fell on the battlefield.

Maester Pycelle assured me your wounds were not fatal.

I organized the defense of this city while you held court in the ruins of Harrenhal.

I led the foray when the enemies were at the gate while your grandson, the king, quivered in fear behind the walls.

I bled in the mud for our family.

And as my reward, I was trundled off to some dark little cell.

But what do I want?

A little bloody gratitude would be a start.

Jugglers and singers require applause.

You are a Lannister.

Do you think I demanded a garland of roses every time I suffered a wound on a battlefield?

Now, I have seven kingdoms to look after and three of them are in open rebellion.

So tell me what you want.

I want what is mine by right.

Jaime is your eldest son, heir to your lands and titles.

But he is a Kingsguard, forbidden from marriage or inheritance.

The day Jaime put on the white cloak, he gave up his claim to Casterly Rock.

I am your son and lawful heir.

You want Casterly Rock?

It is mine by right.

( sighs )

We'll find you accommodations more suited to your name and as a reward for your accomplishments during the battle of Blackwater Bay.

And when the time is right, you will be given a position fit for your talents so that you can serve your family and protect our legacy.

And if you serve faithfully, you will be rewarded with a suitable wife.

And I would let myself be consumed by maggots before mocking the family name and making you heir to Casterly Rock.

You ask that?

You, who killed your mother to come into the world?

You are an ill-made, spiteful little creature full of envy, lust, and low cunning.

Men's laws give you

the right to bear my name and display my colors since I cannot prove that you are not mine.

And to teach me humility,

the gods have condemned me to watch you waddle about wearing that proud lion that was my father's sigil and his father's before him.

But neither gods nor men will ever compel me to let you turn Casterly Rock

into your whorehouse.

Go, now.

Speak no more of your rights to Casterly Rock.

Oh, one more thing.

The next whore I catch in your bed I'll hang.

Sansa: Dorne.

It's going to Dorne.

Shae: Why Dorne?

It's carrying silk and it's supposed to bring back wine in exchange.

But it's not coming back.

The captain's tired of risking his life so King's Landing lords and ladies can get drunk on better wine than they deserve.

He's going to stay in Dorne.

Wait out the winter where it's beautiful and warm.

I met some people in Dorne who weren't so beautiful and warm.

Don't ruin the game.

I told you, I don't want to play.

What about that one there?

That one?

It's going to Volantis.

Because when I got on a ship in Volantis, it looked like that one.

That's not how the game works.

You're not supposed to just blurt out the right answer.

You've got to invent a story about where the ship is going and why.

Why should I make up a story when I know the truth?

Because the truth is always either terrible or boring.

Lovely day for it.

Watching the ships.

Lord Baelish.

Might I speak with Lady Sansa alone for a moment?

I saw your mother not long ago.

She's very eager to see you.

And your sister.

Arya's alive?

You said you'd take me home.

You said King's Landing was your home.

You are the property of the crown.

Stealing you would be treason.

If you were to tell just one person ...

I won't tell anyone.

How do I know?

Because I'm a terrible liar.

You said so yourself.

Please, Lord Baelish. Tell me what to do. Tell me when.

I'm waiting for word on an assignment that will take me far away from the capital.

When I set sail, I might be able to take you with me.

But you'll need to be ready to leave on a moment's notice.

You're her handmaiden?

Yes. And you're his...?

I help manage his affairs.

He's an important person.

So is she.

I grew up in the shadow of her father's castle.

The day she was born, they rang the bells from sunrise till sunset.

We've both done rather well, you and I.

Given where we started.

And where is that?

It's not easy for girls like us to dig our way out.

Watch out for her.

I always do.

Watch out for her with him.

( dragon screeching )

( screeches )

( screeches )

( screeching )

They're growing fast.

Not fast enough.

I can't wait that long.

I need an army.

( dragon screeching )

We'll be in Astapor by nightfall.

Some say the Unsullied are the greatest soldiers in the world.

The greatest slave-soldiers in the world.

The distinction means a good deal to some people.

Do those people have any better ideas about how to put you on the Iron Throne?

It's too beautiful a day to argue.

( man vomiting )

You're right.

Another lovely day on the high seas.

Daenerys: Don't mock them.

They're the first Dothraki who have ever been on a ship.

They followed me across the poison water.

If they'll do it, others will.

And with a true khalasar ...

The Dothraki follow strength above all, khaleesi.

You'll have a true khalasar when you prove yourself strong.

And not before.

( seabirds calling )

Your Grace.

I heard you were dead.

Not yet.

I had hoped to speak to you alone, Your Grace.

We are alone.

Your Grace, you are the rightful king.

Not only by blood.

You're an honorable man, a just man.

And there is still a war to fight.

I am fighting.

By burning prisoners alive?

How would you punish the infidels, Ser Davos?

I do not judge people for the gods they worship.

If I did, I'd have thrown you in the sea before you ever set foot on Dragonstone.

I'm not your enemy.

You are my enemy.

Was it me you fought on Blackwater Bay?

Did I set your ships ablaze?

I wasn't there when the wildfire killed our men by the thousands.

I could have saved those men.

You would have taken the city, Stannis would now sit upon his rightful throne, and you would stand beside him.

But I wasn't there because you convinced your king to leave me behind.

Do you hear them screaming?

All those burning men in the water crying for their mothers, for their gods for help?

Until the moment the Blackwater swallowed them.

( gasps )

Don't despair, Ser Davos.

What I told your son is true.

Death by fire is the purest death.

( growls )

This woman is evil!

She's the mother of demons.

Take him to the dungeon and lock him in a cell.

Your Grace!

Come on.

You've chosen the darkness, Ser Davos.

She will destroy us all!

I will pray for you.

Davos: Your Grace!

( door closes )

( guards shouting )

Guard: Halt. Down.

Guard #2: Halt. Down.

Why have we stopped?

It's Lady Margaery, Your Grace.

Joffrey: What is she doing? Who gave her permission?

Maid: My lady. We should have guards, my lady.

Pardon me.

Stop, my lady. You'll ruin your dress.

I have others.

Would you like to speak with her, Your Grace?

He was a soldier.

He went to fight on the walls when the ships came into Blackwater Bay.

He never came back.

And your mother?

She died when she had me.

Bad men wanted to come into this city and do terrible things, but your father stopped them.

Whenever you look at this knight, I want you to remember your father.

He wasn't a knight.

He was just a soldier.

And what do knights swear to do?

Protect the weak and uphold the good.

Your father did that. Be proud of him.

Was your father a soldier, too?

You should be proud, too.

Under King Joffrey's leadership, your fathers saved the city.

They saved us all.

From now on, we're going to take care of you.

All of you.

( children laughing )

Come to me for whatever you need to feed them, clothe them, or house them.

Directly to me.

( doors open )

Your Grace.

Your Grace.

Please, sit. Sit.

I do apologize, my lady.

Small council meetings.

At what point does it become treason to waste the king's time?

( laughs )

That's a lovely gown, my lady.

Yes, it suits you perfectly.

I imagine you might be rather cold.

The climate is a bit more forgiving back in Highgarden, Your Grace.

Shall I have them bring you a shawl, my lady?

I am touched by your concern, Your Grace.

Luckily for us Tyrells, our blood runs quite warm.

Doesn't it, Loras?

Loras, isn't the queen's gown magnificent?

The fabric, the embroidery, the metalwork.

I've never seen anything like it.

You might find a bit of armor quite useful once you become queen. Perhaps before.

Joffrey tells me you stopped your carriage at Flea Bottom on your way back from the sept this morning.

Yes. I paid a visit to an orphanage the High Septon told me about.

Margaery does a great deal of work with the poor back in Highgarden.

The lowest among us are no different from the highest if you give them a chance and approach them with an open heart.

Cersei: An open heart is what you'll get in Flea Bottom

if you're not careful, my dear.

Not long ago, we were attacked by a mob there.

We had a full complement of guards that didn't stop them.

The king barely escaped with his life.

My mother's always had a penchant for drama.

Facts become less and less important to her as she grows older.

Our lives were never truly in danger.

You're right, of course.

But you are your father's son.

We can't all have a king's bravery.

Hunger turns men into beasts.

I'm glad House Tyrell has been able to help in this regard.

They tell me 100 wagons arrive daily now from the Reach.

Wheat, barley, apples. We've had a blessed harvest.

And, of course, it's our duty to assist the capital in time of need.

Well, as Ser Loras said, Lady Margaery has done this sort of... charitable work before.

I'm sure she knows what she's doing.

I'm sure she does.

( speaking Valyrian )

The Unsullied have stood here for a day and a night with no food or water.

( speaking Valyrian )

They will stand until they drop.

( speaking Valyrian )

Such is their obedience.

They may suit my needs.

Tell me of their training.

They begin their training at five.

Every day they drill from dawn to dusk until they have mastered the shortsword, the shield, and the three spears.

Only one boy in four survives this rigorous training.

( speaking Valyrian )

Missandei: Their discipline and loyalty are absolute.

They fear nothing.

Even the bravest men fear death.

( continues in Valyrian )

Missandei: My master says the Unsullied are not men.

Death means nothing to them.

He begs you attend to this carefully, Your Grace.

( speaking Valyrian )

Tell the good master there is no need.

Missandei: My master points out that men don't need nipples.

( speaking Valyrian )

To win his shield, an Unsullied must go to the slave marts with a silver mark, find a newborn and kill it before its mother's eyes.

This way, my master says, we make certain there is no weakness left in them.

You take a babe from its mother's arms, kill it as she watches, and pay for her pain with a silver coin?

( speaking Valyrian )

( continues in Valyrian )

My master would like you to know that the silver is paid to the baby's owner, not the mother.

How many do you have to sell?

( Missandei speaking Valyrian )

8,000.

Master Kraznys asks that you please hurry.

Many other buyers are interested.

8,000 dead babies.

The Unsullied are a means to an end.

Once I own them, these men ...

They're not men. Not anymore.

Once I own an army of slaves, what will I be?

Do you think these slaves will have better lives serving Kraznys and men like him or serving you?

You'll be fair to them.

You won't mutilate them to make a point.

You won't order them to murder babies.

You'll see they're properly fed and sheltered.

A great injustice has been done to them.

Closing your eyes will not undo it.

( grunts )

( chittering )

( hisses )

The warlocks.

I owe you my life, ser.

The honor is mine, my queen.

You know this man?

I know him as one of the greatest fighters the Seven Kingdoms has ever seen and as the Lord Commander of Robert Baratheon's Kingsguard.

King Robert is dead.

I have been searching for you, Daenerys Stormborn, to ask your forgiveness.

I was sworn to protect your family.

I failed them.

I am Barristan Selmy, Kingsguard to your father.

Allow me to join

your Queensguard and I will not fail you again.

왕좌의 게임 영어 대본(시즌 2x10) - Game of Thrones Script, Season 2x10 - Valar Morghulis

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The fist of the First Men.

Thousands of years ago, the First Men stood here.

They came here to get away from something.

And I don't think it worked.

Your sword.

The Kingslayer, he escaped in the night.

Jaime Lannister has played you for a fool.

Sansa and Arya are captives in King's Landing.

Returning him may buy life for my children.

A girl owes one more name. Give a man a name.

Jaqen H'ghar.

A girl gives a man his own name?

I'll un-name you if you help me and my friends escape.

A girl and her friends will walk through the gate at midnight.

Who was that out there hung up at the gates?

Must have been the farmer's boys.

Killed them, burned them, and passed them off as the little lords?

Got as far as the farm then doubled back.

Hoped this would be the last place they'd think to look.

My b*st*rd is only a few days from Winterfell.

Once he captures the castle ...

Theon has my brothers.

If we storm the castle ... he wouldn't dare hurt the boys.

There is only hope of escaping the North with his head.

Send word to your son.

Any Ironborn who surrender will be allowed to return safely to their homes.

With the exception of Theon Greyjoy.

I expect his countrymen will turn on him the minute they hear the offer.

Mance is gonna march on the wall.

When he does, one brother inside his army will be worth 1,000 fighting against him.

They'll never trust me.

They might.

If you do what needs to be done.

What?

I should have known better, trusting a traitor's b*st*rd!

He's not yours to kill, crow.

I don't want to marry the Frey girl.

I don't want you to marry her.

If you enter that place, you will never leave again.

If my dragons are in the House of the Undying, then take me there.

That's what the warlock wants.

His magic is strong.

And what of my magic?

They're coming ashore. There are too many.

Rain fire on them.

The battle is over. We have won.

( Theme music playing )

Game of Thrones 2x10 Valar Morghulis Original Air Date on June 3, 2012

Find Bronn or Varys.

Tell them I am here with Maester Pycelle.

Tell them I am very much alive.

Yes, My Lord.

Would you like something for the pain?

What happened?

The murderer and traitor Stannis Baratheon suffered a stunning defeat at the hands of your father.

Where am I?

These are your new chambers.

A little cramped, perhaps, but you don't need much room, do you?

You are no longer Hand of the King.

For your trouble.

I, Joffrey of the House Baratheon, first of my name, the rightful King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the Realm, do hereby proclaim my grandfather Tywin Lannister the savior of the city and the Hand of the King.

Thank you, Your Grace.

Lord Petyr Baelish, step forward.

For your good service and ingenuity in uniting the Houses of Lannister and Tyrell, I declare that you shall be granted the castle of Harrenhal...

With all its attendant lands and incomes to be held by your sons and grandsons from this day until the end of time.

You honor me beyond words, Your Grace.

I shall have to acquire some sons and grandsons.

Ser Loras Tyrell.

Your House has come to our aid.

The whole realm is in your debt, none more so than I.

If your family would ask anything of me, ask it and it shall be yours.

Your Grace, my sister Margaery, her husband was taken from us before...

She remains innocent.

I would ask you to find it in your heart to do us the great honor of joining our Houses.

Is this what you want, Lady Margaery?

With all my heart, Your Grace.

I have come to love you from afar.

Tales of your courage and wisdom have never been far from my ears.

And those tales have taken root deep inside of me.

Well, I too have heard tales of your beauty and grace, but the tales do not do you justice, My Lady.

It would be an honor to return your love, but I am promised to another.

A King must keep his word.

Your Grace, in the judgment of your small council, it would be neither proper nor wise for you to wed the daughter of a man beheaded for treason, a girl whose brother is in open rebellion against the throne as we speak.

For the good of the realm, your councilors beg you... to set Sansa Stark aside.

Margaery!

We want Margaery!

I would like to heed your wishes and the wishes of my people, but I took a holy vow.

Your Grace, the Gods do indeed hold betrothal solemn, but your father, blessed be his memory, made this pact before the Starks revealed their falseness.

I have consulted with the High Septon and he assures me that their crimes against the realm free you from any promise you have made to them in the sight of the Gods.

The Gods are good.

I am free to heed my heart.

Ser Loras, I will gladly wed your sweet sister.

You will be my Queen and I will love you from this day until my last day.

My Lady.

My sincerest condolences.

They're right ... I'm not good enough for him.

You shouldn't say that.

You'll be good enough for many things.

He'll still enjoy beating you.

And now that you're a woman, he'll be able to enjoy you in other ways as well.

But if he's not marrying me ...

He'll let you go home?

Joffrey's not the sort of boy who gives away his toys.

You have a tender heart, just like your mother did at your age.

I can see so much of her in you.

She was like a sister to me.

For her sake, I'll help get you home.

King's Landing is my home now.

Look around you.

We're all liars here.

And every one of us is better than you.

Come in.

Make yourself comfortable.

That doesn't look very comfortable.

Here, watch me.

No need for that, my dear.

You sure?

Most men like what they see.

I'm not like most men.

That's what most men say.

If you don't want what most men want, then you'd better tell me what you'd like me to do.

I would like you to tell me if working for Lord Baelish has been all you'd hoped it would be.

Have we met?

You wouldn't remember me if we had?

I meet a lot of men.

And I think you remember all of them.

I think your true talents are wasted on them.

You're very kind, My Lord.

Allow me to return the favor.

You're afraid.

Why? Nothing dangerous down there.

I know who you are.

And, unlike your current employer, I protect those who work for me.

I don't abuse them to satisfy royal whims or force them to abuse each other.

How do you know about that?

I thought you said you knew who I was.

What can I do for you, Lord Varys?

Littlefinger looks at you and sees a collection of profitable holes.

I see a potential partner.

I'm afraid of him.

Oh, you should be.

He's a dangerous man.

But everyone has their weaknesses.

Your current employer hides his very well, but not as well as he thinks.

You're a virgin, I take it?

Walk.

Childhood must have been awful for you.

Were you a foot taller than all the boys?

They laughed at you, called you names?

Some boys like a challenge.

One or two must have tried to get inside big Brienne.

One or two tried.

But you fought them off.

But maybe you wished one of them could overpower you, fling you down, tear off your clothes.

But none of them were strong enough.

I'm strong enough.

Not interested.

Of course you are.

You'd love to know what it feels like to be a woman.

Ah. "They lay with lions."

Tavern girls, I'd say.

Probably served my father's soldiers.

Maybe one of them gave up a kiss and a feel.

That's how they earned this.

The glorious work of the northern freedom fighters.

Must make you proud to serve the Starks.

I don't serve the Starks. I serve Lady Catelyn.

Tell yourself that tonight when they swing in your dreams.

What are you doing?

Burying them.

We shouldn't stay here. We should get back on the river.

I think these women would understand if ...

I don't care what you think.

I didn't leave it here.

Untie me now.

I gave it to you to cut the rope, and now I don't have me dagger no more.

So unless it got stuck in your ass on its way to your c**t, it stands to reason that it's gone ... whoa!

What's your business here?

Traveling a prisoner.

You're a woman. A woman!

Well, f*ck me!

If you've quite finished up ...

All right, we'll be going.

Whoa, whoa.

Who do you fight for?

The Starks.

What did he do?

Apparently eating is now a crime. Who knew?

No, stealing is a crime.

But it's not a crime to starve. That's justice for you.

Where are you taking him?

To Riverrun.

Why Riverrun?

Steal from the Tullys, it's their dungeons you rot in.

Why not kill him?

For stealing a pig?

I don't give the orders.

He must be important to someone.

Sending him with you? How important could he be?

All right, have it your way, m'lady.

Do I know you?

Have you been to Ashemark?

No.

Then you don't know me.

Do you ever go to the river market at Salt Rock?

Is it near Ashemark?

No.

I've never been there.

What do you think of these beauties?

I hope you gave them quick deaths.

Two of them we did, yeah.

Wait.

I do know you.

That's Jaime Lannister.

I wish someone had told me.

I wouldn't have had to steal that pig.

If this is the Kingslayer, I think I'd know about it.

How do you know what the Kingslayer looks like?

I was at Whispering Wood. I saw him.

They dragged him out of the woods and threw him down before the King.

He's not the Kingslayer. Sorry to disappoint you.

If he was, I'd only be traveling his head.

I have a question for you both.

And I want you to answer it at the same time.

I count to three, you both answer.

What's his name?

Two. Three.

Two quick deaths.

Those were Stark men.

I don't serve the Starks.

I serve Lady Catelyn.

I told her I'd take you to King's Landing, and that's what I'm going to do.

Stay.

Walder Frey is a dangerous man to cross.

I know that.

And you mean to do it anyway?

I love her.

I know that seems important to you.

It is important to me.

Your father didn't love me when we married.

He hardly knew me or I him.

Love didn't just happen to us.

We built it slowly over the years, stone by stone, for you, for your brothers and sisters, for all of us.

It's not as exciting as secret passion in the woods, but it is stronger.

It lasts longer.

And that is what would be in store for me with one of Walder Frey's daughters, what you and father had?

Why not?

Because she's not beautiful?

Because she's not exotic and exciting?

Now you're arguing just to argue because you arranged it.

And you agreed to it.

You gave him your word.

Treat your oaths recklessly and your people will do the same.

If your father lived his life for one thing ...

My father is dead.

And the only parent I have left has no right to call anyone reckless.

You said you saw my victory in the flames.

I did.

I still see it.

The flames lied.

And I'm no better than a savage trusting in a Fire God.

I fought for your God in Blackwater Bay.

I led my men to the gates of the Seventh Hell as their brothers burned alive, and for what?

Attacked from behind by Tywin Lannister and the Tyrells.

If you see so much in your flames, why didn't you warn me?

The Lord of Light only allows me glimpses.

You claimed to speak for a God.

Will you quit the war just because you've lost a battle?

You talk about war as if you understand it.

I've been fighting far longer than you.

Have you? Show me how you fight.

Show me.

Where's your God now?

Will he save you?

Where is your God?

Inside you.

I murdered my brother.

We murdered him.

Share the weight with me.

He wasn't your brother.

This war has just begun.

It will last for years.

Thousands will die at your command.

You will betray the men serving you.

You will betray your family.

You will betray everything you once held dear.

And it will all be worth it because you are the Son of Fire.

You are the Warrior of Light.

You will sweep aside this pretender and that one.

You will be King.

You promise these things, but... you don't know.

None of us know.

Let me show you.

Look into the fire, my King.

Look.

I see fire.

Keep looking.

Do you see?

Do you see, my King?

I will kill that man.

I don't care how many arrows they feather me with, how many spears they run through me, I will kill that horn-blowing c**t before I fall.

They want you to know you're surrounded.

I know I'm surrounded.

I know that because I stood on the battlements and saw I was surrounded.

They don't want you to sleep.

They want to sap your spirit before ...

Thank you, wise bald man.

Thank you for explaining siege tactics to me.

No word from my father?

Send more ravens.

You killed all the ravens.

The first time I saw Winterfell...

The first time I saw Winterfell, it looked like something that had been here for thousands of years and would be here for thousands of years after I was dead.

I saw it and I thought,

"of course Ned Stark crushed our rebellion and killed my brothers.

We never stood a chance against a man who lives here."

Lord Stark went out of his way to make it your home.

Yes, my captors were so very kind to me.

You love reminding me of that.

Everyone in this frozen pile of sh1t has always loved reminding me of that.

You know what it's like to be told how lucky you are to be someone's prisoner?

To be told how much you owe them?

And then to go back home to your real father...

I will kill that man.

I swear it to the Drowned God, the Old Gods, the New Gods, to every f*cking God in every f*cking heaven, I will kill that man.

Theon, listen to me.

I serve Winterfell.

Now Winterfell is yours.

I'm bound by oath to serve you.

And what's your counsel, trusted friend?

500 Northmen wait outside the walls.

You have 20 men.

You can't win.

Wait for nightfall and run.

There's nowhere to run.

I'd never make it back to the Iron Islands.

And even if I did, even if by some miracle I slipped through the lines and made it home, I'd be a coward.

The Greyjoy who ran.

The shame of the family.

Don't go home.

Join the Night's Watch.

Once a man has taken the Black... he's beyond reach of the law.

All his past crimes are forgiven.

I won't make it to the Wall.

I won't make it 10 feet past the Winterfell gates.

There are ways.

Hidden passageways built so the Lords of Winterfell could escape.

The road will be dangerous.

But with a little luck... the Night's Watch is an ancient, honorable order.

You'll have opportunities there.

The opportunity for Jon Snow to cut my throat in my sleep.

The opportunity to make amends for what you've done.

I've done a lot, haven't I?

Things I never imagined myself doing.

I've known you many years, Theon Greyjoy.

You're not the man you're pretending to be.

Not yet.

You may be right.

But I've gone too far to pretend to be anything else.

You hear that?

That's the mating call of the Northmen.

They want to f*ck us.

Well, I haven't had a good f*ck in weeks.

I'm ready for one.

They say every Ironborn man is worth a dozen from the mainland.

You think they're right?

We die today, brothers.

We die bleeding from 100 wounds with arrows in our necks and spears in our guts, but our war cries will echo through eternity.

They will sing about the battle of Winterfell until the Iron Islands have slipped beneath the waves.

Every man, woman, and child will know who we were and how long we stood.

Aggar and Gelmarr;

Wex and Urzen;

Stygg and Black Lorren ...

Ironborn warriors will cry out our names as they leap onto the shores of Seagard and Faircastle.

Mothers will name their sons for us.

Girls will think of us with their lovers inside them.

And whoever kills that f*cking horn-blower will stand in bronze above the shores of Pyke!

What is dead may never die!

What is dead may never die!

Thought he'd never shut up.

It was a good speech.

Didn't want to interrupt.

What is this?

What are you doing?

Let's go home.

Come on.

Why should I believe you?

Why would I lie about it?

To create strife between my sister and me.

Where before there was nothing but love.

Ser Mandon Moore tried to kill you on your sister's orders.

If it weren't for your Squire's bravery, you'd be a dead man.

Pod.

Yes, My Lord?

Would it be excessive of me to ask you to save my life twice in a week?

No, My Lord.

You're a good lad.

Get Bronn, tell him I want four of his most loyal Gold Cloaks outside my door at all times.

I'm afraid your friend has been relieved of his command of the City Watch.

The Gold Cloaks are now firmly in the hands of your father or your sister.

It varies from cloak to cloak.

Then my hill tribesmen.

Have gone home.

Your father paid them quite handsomely.

I'm afraid we won't be seeing each other for some time, My Lord.

Don't want to swim too close to a drowning man?

And I thought we were friends.

We are.

Podrick, would you mind?

There are many who know that without you this city faced certain defeat.

The King won't give you any honors, the histories won't mention you, but we will not forget.

Come along now, Podrick.

My love.

It was good of you to come.

Good of me?

Of course I come.

I want to see you.

Believe me, you don't.

Have you looked?

I will be the first.

Well?

You are a mess.

I'm a monster as well as a dwarf.

You should charge me double.

You think I'm here for money?

That was the arrangement we made.

I pay you and you lie to me.

Aw, I'm a poor little rich man and nobody loves me, so I make jokes all the time and pay them to laugh.

f*ck your money.

Let's leave.

Leave?

Leave King's Landing.

They tried to kill you. They will try again.

Going into wars, fighting soldiers ... you're terrible at this.

Let's take a boat to Pentos and never come back.

You don't belong here.

What would we do in Pentos?

Eat, drink, f*ck, live.

I want to go with you.

So do it.

Your father, your sister, all these bad people, they can't stop you.

Forget about them. Come with me.

I can't.

I do belong here.

These bad people are what I'm good at.

Outtalking them, outthinking them.

It's what I am.

And I like it.

I like it more than anything I've ever done.

Are you going to leave?

You have a sh1t memory.

I am yours and you are mine.

In the sight of the Seven, I hereby seal these two souls, binding them as one for eternity.

Look upon one another and say the words.

Father, smith, warrior, mother, maiden, crone, stranger...

I am hers and she is mine...

I am his and he is mine... from this day until the end of my days.

Is this a riddle?

Khaleesi!

Khaleesi!

Khaleesi!

Are you trying to frighten me with magic tricks?

You want me? Here I am.

Are you afraid of a little girl?

How did he find us?

What are you doing here?

Waiting for you.

How did you know we'd come this way?

After all the things you have seen, this is your question?

How did you kill those guards?

Was it hard?

No harder than taking a new name if you know the way.

Show me how. I want to be able to do it, too.

If you would learn, you must come with me.

Where?

Far and away across the Narrow Sea to Braavos.

My dancing master was from Braavos.

To be a dancing master is a special thing, but to be a faceless man ... that is something else entirely.

A girl has many names on her lips ...

Joffrey, Cersei, Tywin Lannister, Ilyn Payne, the Hound.

Names to offer up to the Red God.

She could offer them all one by one.

I want to.

But I can't.

I need to find my brother and mother.

And my sister.

I need to find her, too.

Then we must part.

A man has duties as well.

Here.

What is it?

A coin of great value.

Could it buy a horse?

It is not meant for the buying of horses.

Then what good is it?

If the day comes when you must find me again, just give that coin to any man from Braavos and say these words to him,

"Valar Morghulis."

Valar Morghulis.

Please don't go, Jaqen.

Jaqen is dead.

Say it again. Valar Morghulis.

Valar Morghulis.

Good.

Farewell, Arya Stark.

Osha, what are you doing?

Tell us what medicine to get from your chambers.

We'll make you better.

I feel just fine.

They burned it down. They burned everything.

Not everything. Not you.

But they may come back. You have to go.

Put on your warmest clothes.

Pack as much food as you can carry and go north.

North's the wrong way.

Their mother and brother are south.

We don't know where.

There are too many enemies in the South.

Go to the Wall to Jon.

He'll look after you and let your mother know you're safe.

I don't want to leave you.

No more than I want to leave you.

I pulled you into the world.

Both of you.

I've seen both your faces almost every day since.

And for that, I consider myself very, very lucky.

Go now with Hodor.

Go on.

I'll be right here.

Hodor.

Osha.

You must protect them.

You're the only one who can.

You may have to protect them against your own kind.

I've got no great love for my own kind.

I'll get you milk of the poppy.

Tell me where to find it.

I don't want milk of the poppy.

Do it quickly.

Until the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, until the rivers run dry and the mountains blow in the wind like leaves.

They miss their mother.

They want to be with you.

Do you want to be with them?

You will be.

When your dragons were born, our magic was born again.

It is strongest in their presence.

And they are strongest in yours.

You will be with them, through winter, summer, and winter again.

Across a thousand thousand seasons you will be with them.

And we will be with you until time comes to an end.

Welcome home, Daenerys Stormborn.

This is not my home.

My home is across the sea where my people are waiting for me.

They will be waiting a long time.

Dracarys.

We should be there by sundown.

Won't be a fun night for you.

Mance knows how to make crows sing.

If you know what to say, you might just make it through the night.

Not talking's not the way to go.

Careful with that.

You might cut yourself.

Never swung a sword before, have you?

You look like a baby with a rattle.

Enough of that!

Stop!

Why, traitor?

So you can give Mance Rayder an invitation to Castle Black?

Let 'em fight.

That's it? That's what you can do?

You little sh1t.

Your traitor father teach you that?

Or was it your whore mother?

We are the Watchers on the Wall.

You can tell Mance that's the man who killed Qhorin Halfhand.

Burn the body.

Aye.

You don't want this one coming back for you.

Come along, Jon Snow.

Time to meet the King-Beyond-The-Wall.

What the ... ?

Khaleesi, please.

He said you'd never leave Qarth alive.

Come.

Nothing.

Thank you, Xaro Xhoan Daxos.

Thank you for teaching me this lesson.

I am King of Qarth.

I can help you now, truly help you.

We can take the Iron Throne.

I'll bring you 1,000 ships.

Please, Khaleesi, I beg you.

All that you have dreamed is within your reach!

I beg you, please!

Khaleesi.

Please! Please!

- Khaleesi!

It's all a lie.

Looks real enough to me.

Real enough to buy a ship?

Aye, a small ship.

I thought we were coming north to fight wildlings.

Is this goat?

It's moose.

People shouldn't live anywhere you need to burn sh1t to keep warm.

Well, you see a tree, let me know.

If you step back and think about it, the thing about Gilly that's so interesting is ...

Just bloody kill me.

No, truly.

The thing about her that I find so interesting is that after all that Craster's done to her, she's still got hope that life might get better.

The thing about Gilly that you find so interesting is that she said six words to you.

And the thing about you that I find so interesting is absolutely nothing.

It's Jon and the Halfhand.

They're back.

Two blasts is wildlings.

You're not fighting them alone. Come on.

Three blasts?

Wait! Wait for me!

Grenn!

Edd!

왕좌의 게임 영어 대본(시즌 2x09) - Game of Thrones Script, Season 2x09 - Blackwater

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The substance burns so hot, it melts wood, stone, even steel.

And, of course, flesh.

If I could tell you how many crazy old men I've seen making grand claims about jars full of pig sh1t.

Our order does not deal in pig sh1t.

King Stannis is my God. He raised me up and gave you a future I could never have imagined.

And you think a Fire God commanded all that?

It was Stannis.

Stannis is my king, but he's only a man.

Don't tell him that.

Does it give you joy to scare people?

No, it gives me joy to kill people.

Killing's the sweetest thing there is.

You shipped off my only daughter and now you want to send my eldest son to the battlefield to die.

He needs to be out there.

The men will fight more fiercely seeing their king fighting beside them instead of hiding behind his mother's skirts.

Stannis two days from the capital and the wolf at my doorstep.

Scouts assure us Robb Stark won't risk marching on Casterly Rock until he's at full force.

He'll risk anything at any time.

We'll ride at nightfall.

The Stark forces are distracted. Now is the time to strike.

My dear nephew, you do understand Stannis Baratheon sails this way?

They say Stannis never smiles. I'll give him a red smile.

If the wind holds, we'll reach King's Landing in a day.

Will it hold?

Can't make promises for the wind, Your Grace.

Stannis knows King's Landing.

He knows where the walls are strongest and he knows which gates are weakest.

Mud gate. That's where he'll land.

And if Stannis does attack the mud gate, what do we have?

( Theme music playing )

♪ Game of Thrones 2x09 ♪ Blackwater Original Air Date on May 27, 2012 ♪

Man: That's it.

( Men coughing )

( Thunder rumbling )

The tide's against us.

Aye, but we have the wind.

She'll blow us straight to the gate.

You're coming home.

King's Landing hasn't been home for 20 years.

I spent most of my life dodging the Royal Fleet.

And now I'm sailing right at them.

This is the Royal Fleet.

And you're not a smuggler anymore, you're the high captain.

Of course there are several Royal Fleets at the moment.

Not after tonight. When the sun rises, Stannis will sit on the Iron Throne and you will be his Hand.

Gods be good.

Father, there is only one and he watches over us.

But not over them?

Over all of us.

The people of King's Landing did not choose the false King Joffrey Baratheon.

They will be glad to see his head on a spike.

Well, first we have to put it there.

Our ships outnumber theirs 10 to one.

Our army outnumber theirs five to one.

Those walls have never been breached.

And the men guarding the walls, when they see you, they don't see a liberator.

They see a stranger come to set their city on fire.

I have faith in the Lord of Light.

I have faith in our cause.

And I have faith in my captain.

( Thunder crashes )

Are you afraid, my lion?

If the city falls, Stannis will burn every Lannister he can find.

Of course I'm afraid.

I won't let them hurt you.

I'm a Lannister.

I don't have a choice in all this.

But it's not your war.

It is now.

You can't f*ck your way out of everything.

I have so far.

Do you remember what you said when you met me in your tent?

That I should make love to you like it was your last day on this earth.

Pycelle: As you know, Your Grace, it is not only the sworn duty of a Maester to carry out the wishes of the house he serves, but also to offer guidance and counsel in times of war.

Your words are always wise and measured.

If you could ...

If anything, a Maester's duties become more urgent in times of war and turmoil.

I remember back in the days of king ...

You brought me something?

Essence of Nightshade is as dangerous as it is efficacious.

A single drop in a cup of wine suffices to soothe ragged nerves.

Three drops will bring on a deep and dreamless sleep.

10 drops, however ...

I know what 10 drops will bring.

Your Grace, if I may ask ...

You may not.

You must have a lot of work to do.

I'm sure many brave men will need your wisdom soon.

Yes. A siege is very ...

Be careful on the stairs, Grand Maester. There are so many.

( Sighs ) Your Grace.

( Men singing )

♪ and so he spoke ♪

♪ that Lord of Castamere ♪

♪ but now the rains ♪

♪ weep o'er his halls ♪
♪ with no one there to hear ♪
♪ yes, now the rains ♪
♪ weep o'er his halls ♪
♪ and not a soul to hear. ♪

To the boys!

Lannisters!

Where'd you learn the Lannister song?

Drunk Lannisters.

( Men laugh )

You've got a pretty voice.

Thank you very much.

And I like your nose.

How many times you break it?

Well, now let's see.

First time I was five.

Me mom smacked me with an iron poker.

Oh, it wasn't me she was aiming at.

She was trying for me little brother.

Now he was a real pest.

Second time I was nine.

Got in a scrap with a few older boys.

They won.

Third time...

Eh, you don't want to know about the third time.

Poor nose.

Don't feel sorry for him.

He'll be halfway up your ass before the night's through.

( Men laugh )

( Chatter stops )

Welcome, friends.

This round's on me.

I don't think he likes me.

You think you're a hard man?

( Chuckles, slaps )

I know it.

( Men laugh )

It's warm in here.

We've got beautiful women and good brown ale.

Plenty for everyone.

And all you want is to put one of us in the cold ground with no women to keep us company.

Oh, there's women in the ground.

I put some there myself.

So have you.

You like f*cking and drinking and singing.

But killing ... killing's the thing you love.

You're just like me.

Only smaller.

And quicker.

( Chuckles )

Your Lord Imp is gonna miss you.

( Slaps )

I expect he will someday.

( Bell tolling )

Man: Here we are.

( Chatter )

One more drink before the war?

Shall we?

I've always hated the bells.

They ring for horror ... a dead king, a city under siege.

A wedding.

Exactly.

Podrick, is that it?

"Is that it?" Nice touch.

As if you don't know the name of every boy in town.

I'm not entirely sure what you're suggesting.

I'm entirely sure you're entirely sure what I'm suggesting.

Do you trust him?

Oddly enough, I do.

Good.

The map you asked for.

There must be 20 miles of tunnels beneath the city.

Closer to 50.

The Targaryens built this city to withstand a siege and to provide escape if necessary.

I'm not escaping.

Strange as it sounds, I'm the captain of the ship.

And if the ship goes down, I go with her.

That is good to hear.

Though I'm sure many captains say the same while their ship is afloat.

You look well suited for battle, My Lord.

Well, I'm not.

For all our sakes, I hope you are wrong.

My little birds tell me that Stannis Baratheon has taken up with a Red Priestess from Asshai.

What of it?

You don't believe in the old powers, My Lord?

Blood spells, curses, shape-shifting ... what do you think?

I think you believe in what you see and in what those you trust have seen.

You probably don't entirely trust me.

Mm, don't take it personally.

I don't entirely trust myself.

And yet I have seen things and heard things ... things you have not, things I wish I had not.

I don't believe I've ever told you how I was cut.

No, I don't believe you have.

One day I will.

The dark arts have provided Lord Stannis with his armies and paved his path to our door.

For a man in service to such powers to sit on the Iron Throne, I can think of nothing worse.

And tonight, I believe you are the only man who can stop him.

( Tolling continues )

They're welcoming the new king.

I've never known bells to mean surrender.

They want to play music with us? Let's play.

Drums.

Drums!

( Men shouting )

( Men shouting )

Tyrion: Remember, wait till the sh1t ...

Bronn: The ships are in the bay.

They must be far enough in so they won't be ...

I know what "in" means.

Do you know how to use that?

I chopped wood once.

No, I watched my brother chopping wood.

I saw you kill a man with a shield.

You'll be unstoppable with an axe.

Don't get killed.

Nor you, my friend.

Oh, are we friends now?

Of course we are.

Just because I pay you for your services doesn't diminish our friendship.

Enhances it, really.

Oh, enhances. Fancy word for a sellsword.

Been spending time with fancy folks.

Lady Sansa and, uh, Sheila.

Shae.

Shae, yes.

Surely my sister has asked you to join the other highborn ladies in Maegor's holdfast.

She has, My Lord, but King Joffrey sent for me to see him off.

Sansa.

He's been a great romantic, my nephew.

Joffrey: Sansa, come here.

I will pray for your safe return, My Lord.

Will you?

Just as I pray for the King's.

Stay safe, My Lady.

And you, my lion.

Your king rides forth to battle.

You should see him off with a kiss.

My new blade.

Hearteater I've named it.

Kiss it.

You'll kiss it again when I return and taste my Uncle's blood.

Will you slay him yourself?

If Stannis is fool enough to come near me.

So you'll be outside the gates fighting in the Vanguard?

A king doesn't discuss battle plans with stupid girls.

I'm sorry, Your Grace. You're right, I'm stupid.

Of course you'll be in the Vanguard.

They say my brother Robb always goes where the fighting is thickest.

And he is only a pretender.

Your brother's turn will come.

Then you can lick his blood off Hearteater, too.

Some of those boys will never come back.

Joffrey will.

The worst ones always live.

Shh. Come, My Lady.

( Men shouting )

( Neighing )

( Men shouting )

( Distant drums beating )

( Distant drums beating )

Where's our fleet?

On the way.

Why isn't it here now? They're coming.

Hound, tell the Hand that his King has asked him a question.

The King has asked you a question.

Ser Lancel, tell the Hound to tell the king that the Hand is extremely busy.

The Hand of the King would like me to tell you to tell the King ...

If I tell the Hound to cut you in half, he'll do it without a second thought.

That would make me the Quarterman.

It just doesn't have the same ring to it.

Cut me in half and I won't be able to give the signal.

No signal, no plan.

No plan and Stannis Baratheon sacks this city, takes the Iron Throne, puts your pinched little head atop a gate somewhere.

It might be quite amusing, except that my head would be up there, too.

I've never much liked my head, but I don't want to see it removed just yet.

( Drums beating )

Where are their ships?

It is wise to attack at night. We took them by surprise.

Lord Varys knows what you had for breakfast three days ago.

There are no surprises here.

If it's true there is dissension in their ranks, maybe their sailors have mutinied.

Maybe.

( Babies crying )

I don't know why she wants me here.

She's always saying how stupid I am. She hates me.

Maybe she hates you less than she hates everyone else.

I doubt it.

Maybe she's jealous of you.

Why would she be jealous?

Sansa.

I was wondering where our little dove had flown.

You look pale, child.

Is your red flower still blooming?

Fitting, isn't it?

The men will bleed out there and you will bleed in here.

Pour Lady Sansa some wine.

I'm not thirsty, Your Grace.

So? I didn't offer you water.

What's he doing here?

Ser Ilyn?

He's here to defend us.

When the axes smash down those doors, you may be glad to have him.

But we have guards to defend us.

Guards we have paid.

Should the city fall, they'll be the first ones out of the doors.

The lads caught a groom and two maids trying to sneak away with a stolen horse and some gold cups.

The battle's first traitors.

Have Ser Ilyn see to them.

Put their heads on spikes outside the stables as a warning.

The only way to keep the small folk loyal is to make certain they fear you more than they do the enemy.

Remember that if you ever hope to become a queen.

( Door closes )

You said he was here to protect us.

He is.

Traitors are a danger to us all.

More wine.

( Distant drums beating )

( Men shouting )

There they are.

Archers to their marks.

Archers, to your marks!

Man: Archers!

Nock your arrows!

Man: Nock arrows!

Hold fast.

Man: Hold fast!

What are you doing? We need to attack them.

Hold fast.

Man: Boulders ready!

Man #2: Hold fast!

There's only one ship. Where are the rest of them?

Where are the rest of them?!

There's only one ship.

Archers, stand to!

Man the below!

Nock!

Man: Nock and set!

Draw!

Hold.

Man: Hold!

There's no one on board.

Man: More rocks coming up!

Man: Hold.

Wildfire.

Steer clear! Steer clear!

Matthos! Get down!

( Men screaming )

( Laughs )

( Men wailing )

( Men wailing, shouting )

Prepare to land.

Your Grace...

The dwarf has played his little trick.

The wildfire ...

He can only play it once.

We're too far from the gates.

The fire, their archers ... hundreds will die.

Thousands.

Come with me and take this city!

( Cheering )

Sansa, come here, little dove.

My queen.

What are you doing?

Praying.

You're perfect, aren't you?

Praying.

What are you praying for?

For the Gods to have mercy on us all.

Oh. On all of us?

Yes, Your Grace.

Even me?

Of course, Your Grace.

Even Joffrey?

Joffrey is my ...

Oh, shut up, you little fool.

Praying to the Gods to have mercy on us all.

The Gods have no mercy. That's why they're Gods.

My father told me that when he caught me praying.

My mother just died, you see.

I didn't really understand the concept of death, the finality of it.

I thought that if I prayed very, very hard, the Gods would return my mother to me. I was four.

Your father doesn't believe in the Gods?

He believes in them, he just doesn't like them very much.

One for her.

Here.

Drink.

Not like that. Drink, girl.

I should have been born a man.

I'd rather face 1,000 swords than be shut up inside with this flock of frightened hens.

They are your guests under your protection.

You asked them here.

It was expected of me, as it will be of you if you ever become Joffrey's queen.

If my wretched brother should somehow prevail, these hens will return to their cocks and crow of how my courage inspired them, lifted their spirits.

And if the city should fall?

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

The Red Keep should hold for a time, long enough for me to go to the walls and yield to Lord Stannis in person.

If it were anyone else outside those gates, I might have hoped for a private audience.

But this is Stannis Baratheon.

I'd have a better chance of seducing his horse.

Have I shocked you, little dove?

Tears aren't a woman's only weapon.

The best one's between your legs.

Learn how to use it. Drink.

Do you have any notion of what happens when a city is sacked?

No, you wouldn't, would you?

If the city falls, these fine women should be in for a bit of a rape.

Half of them will have bastards in their bellies come the morning.

You'll be glad of your red flower then.

When a man's blood is up, anything with tits looks good.

A precious thing like you will look very, very good.

A slice of cake just waiting to be eaten.

More pressure!

( Men shouting, grunting )

Pull! Pull!

That's it, men!

Pull! Pull!

That's it!

Steady!

He's a serious man ... Stannis Baratheon.

They're coming. They're coming ashore.

Rain fire on them.

Archers!

There are too many.

Hound, form a welcome party for any Baratheon troop that manages to touch solid ground.

Pod, run to the King's gate.

Bring any men guarding it here now.

Yes, My Lord.

Let's go. Stannis is sending us fresh meat.

You, too.

Any of these flaming f*cking arrows come near me, I'll strangle you with your own guts.

( Men shouting )

Pull, pull! Go!

Nock!

Draw!

Draw!

Draw!

( Men shouting )

Kill the Lannisters!

Loose!

Loose!

Man: Form the line!

Stannis!

Draw!

Draw!

Loose!

Loose!

Man: They cannot breach the wall!

The mud gate, go now!

First and second squads, to the gate! To the mud gate!

Hound: Any man dies with a clean sword, I'll rape his f*cking corpse.

( Screams )

Cersei: When we were young, Jaime and I, we looked so much alike.

Even our father couldn't tell us apart.

I could never understand why they treated us differently.

Jaime was taught to fight with sword and lance and mace, and I was taught to smile and sing and please.

He was heir to Casterly Rock and I was sold to some stranger like a horse to be ridden whenever he desired.

You were Robert's queen.

And you will be Joffrey's. Enjoy.

I don't think I know this one.

Pretty.

That's the worst curtsy I've ever seen.

Here, it's not difficult. I mastered it when I was four.

Straighten your back and bend.

Better. You learn fast.

How long have you been in Lady Sansa's service?

A few weeks, Your Grace.

When did you leave Lorath?

I had a Lorathi handmaiden once.

But she was a nobleman's daughter.

You're not.

When did you come to Westeros?

10 years ago, Your Grace.

From Lorathi commoner to the Red Keep in 10 years, all without learning how to curtsy.

I imagine that's a very interesting story.

What's your name?

Shae, Your Grace.

Tell us a story, Shae.

When I was 13, I ...

( Door opens )

Your Grace!

What news?

The Imp has set the river afire.

Hundreds of ships are burning, maybe more.

Stannis's fleet destroyed, but...

( Quietly ) But ... but his troops have landed outside the city walls.

Where is Joffrey?

On the battlements with Lord Tyrion.

Bring him back inside at once.

But, Your Grace ...

What?

The King's presence is good for morale.

Bring him back to his chambers now.

Not here?

With the women and children?

Do you want him to be mocked as a coward for the rest of his life?

No, but I ...

When I told you about Ser Ilyn earlier, I lied.

Do you want to hear the truth?

You want to know why he's really here?

He's here for us.

Stannis may take the city, he may take the throne, but he will not take us alive.

( Screaming )

( Arrow thunks )

Man: Ah! Help me!

( Man #2 shouting )

Man: We'd better run!

Men: Fall back!

Get the ladders up!

( Grunts )

Faster, you bastards! Faster!

Come on, kill the scum!

Someone bring me a drink.

f*ck the water. Bring me wine.

Can I get you some iced milk and a nice bowl of raspberries, too?

Eat sh1t, dwarf.

You're on the wrong side of the wall.

I lost half my men.

The Blackwater's on fire.

Dog, I command you to go back out there and fight.

You're Kingsguard, Clegane.

You must beat them back or they're going to take this city ... your king's city.

( Sniffles ) f*ck the Kingsguard.

f*ck the city.

f*ck the King.

( Men shouting )

Man: Loose!

Man #2: Put your backs into it!

All right, get up!

Man: Loose!

Man #2: Clear!

Forward!

( Men shouting )

Loose!

Forward ladders!

Man: They're coming up the wall!

Archers on the north wall!

Man #2: Heave!

( Men grunting )

Man #2: Heave!

( Men grunting )

Your Grace, the queen has sent me to bring you back to the Red Keep.

If you won't defend your own city, why should they?

What would you have me do?

Lead.

Get down there and lead your people against the invaders who want to kill them.

What did my mother say exactly?

Did she have urgent business with me?

She did not say, Your Grace.

Man: All men to the battlements!

Ser Boros, Ser Mandon, stay with my Uncle and represent the king on the field of battle.

Man: Archers, hold your line or I'll kill you myself.

Man: Stand fast!

Get up, you fool.

Man: We need more arrows!

Man: Where is the king?

Why isn't he with us?

Man #2: Who are we fighting for?

Man #3: Who leads us?

( Softly ) I'll lead the attack.

I'll lead the attack!

Man: Yes?

Man #2: What are you talking about?

Pod, my helmet.

Ser Mandon, you will bear the King's banner.

Men, form up.

Men ...

men!

Come on.

They say I'm half a man.

But what does that make the lot of you?

The only way out is through the gates.

And they're at the gates.

There's another way out. I'm going to show you.

We'll come out behind them and f*ck them in their asses.

( Men laugh )

( Pounding )

( Men grunting )

Man: Heave!

Heave!

Don't fight for your king and don't fight for his kingdoms.

Don't fight for honor.

Don't fight for glory.

Don't fight for riches, because you won't get any.

This is your city Stannis means to sack.

That's your gate he's ramming.

If he gets in, it will be your houses he burns, your gold he steals, your women he will rape.

Heave! Heave!

( Men grunting )

Heave! Heave!

( Men grunting )

Those are brave me knocking at our door.

Let's go kill them.

( Cheering )

The battle is lost, Your Grace.

Stannis's troops are at the gates.

When the Gold Cloaks saw the king leaving, they lost all heart.

Where is my son?

I want to escort him back to the battle.

Why do I care what you want?

Bring me ...

Now listen to me ... ah!

( Groaning )

Don't be afraid. The queen has raised the drawbridge.

This is the safest place we can be.

Joffrey's not hurt. He's fighting bravely.

His knights have rallied behind him.

They will save the city.

Shall we sing a hymn?

♪ Gentle mother ♪

♪ font of mercy ♪
♪ save our sons from war, we pray ♪
♪ gentle ... ♪ ( Gasps )

You must go.

Run to your chamber and bar your door.

Stannis won't hurt you. This one will.

Come with me.

I need to say goodbye to someone.

The queen said they'd rape everyone.

No one is raping me.

Go. Run.

Women: ♪ save our sons from war, we pray. ♪

( Combatant screams )

The lady is starting to panic.

( Gasps )

What are you doing here?

Not here for long.

I'm going.

Where?

Someplace that isn't burning.

North, might be.

Could be.

What about the king?

He can die just fine on his own.

I can take you with me.

Take you to Winterfell.

I'll keep you safe.

Do you want to go home?

I'll be safe here.

Stannis won't hurt me.

Look at me.

Stannis is a killer.

The Lannisters are killers.

Your father was a killer.

Your brother is a killer.

Your sons will be killers someday.

The world is built by killers.

So you'd better get used to looking at them.

You won't hurt me.

No, little bird, I won't hurt you.

( Men grunting )

Heave! Heave!

Come on, you bastards! Get up those ladders!

Attack!

Roll it over!

( Men cheering )

( Chanting ) Halfman! Halfman! Halfman! Halfman!

Halfman! Halfman! Halfman! Halfman!

( Chanting continues )

Oh, f*ck me.

( Shouting )

Be calm, my sweet.

They're still fighting.

No one's going to hurt you.

I'll tell you a story.

You know the one about the mother lion and her little cub?

They lived in the woods.

The Kingswood.

Yes, my love.

In the Kingswood there lived a mother and her cub.

She loved him very much.

But there were other things that lived in the woods.

Evil things.

Like what?

Like stags.

Stags aren't evil.

They only eat grass.

And wolves.

My Lord.

Cersei: He could hear them howling in the night.

The little cub was frightened.

His mother said, "You are a lion, my son.

You mustn't be afraid.

For one day all the beasts will bow to you.

You will be king.

All the stags will bow.Ts all the wolves will bow.

The bears in the north and the foxes of the south,

all the birds in the sky

and the beasts in the sea ... they will all come to you, little lion... to rest a crown upon your head."

And the cub said, "Will I be strong and fierce like my father?"

"Yes," said his mother.

"You will be strong and fierce just like your father."

I will keep you safe, my love.

I promise you.

( Doors open )

( Men shouting )

Man: Back to the boats!

Stand and fight!

Stand and fight, damn you!

Father.

The battle is over. We have won.

( Crying )

♪ "And who are you," the proud lord said ♪

♪ "that I must bow so low? ♪

♪ only a cat of a different coat ♪

♪ that's all the truth I know ♪

♪ in a coat of gold or a coat of red ♪

♪ a lion still has claws ♪

♪ and mine are long

and sharp, My Lord ♪

♪ as long and sharp as yours" ♪

♪ and so he spoke, and so he spoke ♪

♪ that Lord of Castamere ♪

♪ but now the rains weep o'ver his hall ♪

♪ with no one there to hear ♪

♪ yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall ♪

♪ and not a soul to hear. ♪

왕좌의 게임 영어 대본(시즌 2x08) - Game of Thrones Script, Season 2x08 - The Prince of Winterfell

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Theon: Maester Luwin, send a raven to Pyke informing my father of my victory here.

And one to Deepwood Motte to my sister.

Inform her that she's to bring 500 men to Winterfell.

When do we sail for King's Landing?

Soon as I've consolidated my troops.

And you lead the fleet into Blackwater Bay.

The fist of the First Men. Thousands of years ago the First Men stood here.

They came here to get away from something.

And I don't think it worked.

Cersei: Do you really think I'll let you ship Myrcella off to Dorne?

Dorne is the safest place for her.

I want you to know what it's like to love someone, to truly love someone before I take her from you.

You let a halfwit escape with a cripple?

And Rickon, too? The little one?

Gone, along with the wildling woman.

Wait, I know that farm.

They'll give us some food.

We can't risk it.

I've been treating your wounded men.

I've already run through the supplies I brought with me.

You're riding to the Crag to negotiate a surrender.

Come with me to the Crag. Let the Maester show you his stores.

( Grunts )

( Whistles )

Should have took me while you had the chance.

Catelyn: They want your head.

Old Lord Karstark doesn't seem to like me.

You strangled his son with your chains.

He was in my way.

You are a man without honor.

Brienne, your sword.

You have my dragons?

I will take you to the House of the Undying where I have put them.

( Groans )

Your dragons wait for you in the House of the Undying.

I told you what would happen if you served me loyally and what would happen if you did not.

What have you done?

If there are any among you who still question whether your new lord means what he says...

( Theme music playing )

♪ Game of Thrones 2x08 ♪ The Prince of Winterfell Original Air Date on May 20, 2012 ♪

( Creaks )

Man: Rider approaching!

Man #2: Open the gate!

( Creaking )

( Horses neighing )

Why, it's the Prince of Winterfell.

( Men laugh )

Envy isn't attractive.

What envy?

You should be proud of your brother's achievement.

I took the great castle of Winterfell with 20 men.

You're a great warrior.

I saw the bodies above your gates.

Which one gave you the tougher fight, the cripple or the six-year-old?

( Men laugh )

I treated the Stark boys with honor and they repaid me with treachery.

You treated them with honor by butchering them?

Before I had to kill them, I treated them ... you seized their home, as is your right.

We're Ironborn; We take what we need.

Exactly.

Then you made them prisoners in their home and they ran away.

Is that treachery?

I'd call it bravery.

They made me a promise ...

Your little boy prisoners made you a promise and you got mad when they broke it?

Are you the dumbest c**t alive?

Don't call me a ...

A c**t.

A dumb c**t who killed the only two Starks in Winterfell.

You know how valuable those boys were?

If I hadn't killed them, the Northerners would think me weak.

You are weak. And you're stupid.

I'm warning you.

Go on, then, warn me.

You haven't brought enough men.

How am I supposed to defend Winterfell with just this lot?

You're not. I've come to bring you home.

Father wants a word.

Is this a joke?

Winterfell is the heart of the North.

Aye, it is, hundreds of miles from the sea.

We're islanders, baby brother.

Had you forgotten that?

Our power comes from our ships.

And now that you've decorated your walls with the bodies

of the Stark boys, every man in the North wants to see you hanged.

When Robb Stark finds out ...

He won't find out. We've killed all the ravens.

We have all the horses.

I've taken Winterfell.

And I will keep Winterfell.

Leave us.

Theon, you're my blood.

We both loved our mother.

We both endured our father.

Come home with me. Don't die here alone.

I don't intend to die.

You were a terrible baby, do you know that?

Bawling all the time, never sleeping.

And one night you just wouldn't shut up, screaming like a dying pig.

I walked over to your crib, I looked down at you.

I wanted to strangle you.

And you looked up at me and you stopped screaming.

You smiled at me.

Don't die so far from the sea.

I've brought you a present, Lord of Bones.

I already got one crow. Don't need two.

Mance will want to question this one.

Knows all about where the crows are and what they're planning.

The Halfhand knows more. This one is just a little boy.

Gut him.

He could have killed me half a dozen times.

And now he wishes he did. Gut him.

He's a b*st*rd of Winterfell, Ned Stark's son.

Mance will want him.

What does Mance want with a dead man's b*st*rd?

I don't know.

I think he'll want to decide for himself.

He runs, I'll chop his balls off.

He runs, I'll do it meself.

We're even now, Jon Snow.

I couldn't do it.

I had the sword at her neck, I just couldn't ...

I know.

The others?

When you didn't come back, we went looking for you.

We found your tracks fast enough.

But they found us before we found you.

They died because of me.

See that it wasn't for nothing.

All right, up, lad.

Come on, on your feet, now.

Move it.

( Birds calling, water burbling )

Is she beautiful?

I've never met her.

What's her name?

Frey, I suppose.

I don't know her first name.

I'm sure you'll be very happy.

( Both laugh )

And you're marrying her for a bridge?

An important bridge.

It was before they killed my father.

I still thought I could march south and rescue him in time, but only if I crossed that bridge.

When I speak to people from the North, they all loved your father.

He was the best man I ever met.

I know children always think that about their fathers, but ...

Children do not always think that about their fathers, believe me.

He once told me that being a Lord is like being a father, except you have thousands of children and you worry about all of them.

The farmers plowing the fields are yours to protect.

The charwomen scrubbing the floors, yours to protect.

The soldiers you order into battle.

He told me he woke with fear in the morning and went to bed with fear in the night.

I didn't believe him.

I asked him,

"how can a man be brave if he's afraid?"

"That is the only time a man can be brave," he told me.

I wish I could have met him.

He would have liked you.

Most Lords worry more about their gold and their glory than the charwomen scrubbing their floors.

He didn't care much about gold or glory.

And you?

You think I'm fighting this war so they'll sing songs about me?

I want to go home.

I want the men following me to go home.

Then why don't you?

Because we'll never be safe until the Lannisters are defeated.

And because I believe in justice.

Chopping off Joffrey's head, you mean.

That would be a start.

( Horse neighs, hoofbeats approaching )

Your Grace, Milady.

The Kingslayer, he escaped in the night.

How?!

Tell me this isn't true.

For the girls.

You betrayed me.

Robb ...

You knew I would not allow it and you did it anyway.

Bran and Rickon are captives in Winterfell.

Sansa and Arya are captives in King's Landing.

I have five children, and only one of them is free.

I lost one son fighting by your son's side.

I lost another to the Kingslayer, strangled with a chain.

You commit treason because your children are prisoners?

I would carve out my heart and offer it to the father if he would let my sons wake from their graves and step into a prison cell.

I grieve for your sons, My Lord.

I don't want your grief. I want my vengeance.

And you stole it from me.

Killing Jaime Lannister would not buy life for your children, but returning him to King's Landing may buy life for mine.

Jaime Lannister has played you for a fool.

You've weakened our position.

You've brought discord into our camp.

And you did it all behind my back.

Make sure she's guarded day and night.

Robb.

How many men did we send in pursuit of the Kingslayer?

40, Your Grace.

Send another 40 with our fastest horses.

Robb.

( Neighing )

Whoa, oof!

( Groans )

Damn.

You're much uglier in daylight.

What's your name?

I'm Jaime Lannister of Casterly Rock, son of Tywin.

A captive Knight has a right to know his captor's identity.

Brienne of Tarth.

Tarth, Tarth, Tarth.

Crescent moons and starbursts.

Lord... Selwyn Tarth, your father.

Do you have any brothers and sisters, My Lady?

It's a long way to King's Landing.

Might as well get to know one another.

Have you known many men?

I suppose not.

Women?

Horses? Ah!

I didn't mean to give offense, My Lady.

Forgive me.

Your crimes are past forgiveness, Kingslayer.

Why do you hate me so much?

Have I ever harmed you?

You've harmed others ... those you were sworn to protect, the weak, the innocent.

Has anyone ever told you you're as boring as you are ugly?

You will not provoke me to anger.

I already have. Look at you.

You're ready to chop my head off.

Do you think you could?

Do you think you could beat me in a fair fight?

I've never seen you fight.

The answer is no.

There are three men in the kingdoms who might have a chance against me.

You're not one of them.

All my life men like you have sneered at me.

And all my life I've been knocking men like you into the dust.

If you're so confident, unlock my chains.

Let's see what happens.

Do you take me for an idiot? In.

I took you for a fighter, a man ... pardon ... woman of honor.

Was I wrong?

You're afraid.

Maybe one day we'll find out, Kingslayer.

Kevan: King's Landing will fall an hour after Stannis lands his force.

It's not too late for King Joffrey and Cersei and the court

to ride west to safety.

Surrender the Iron Throne?

Better than seeing their heads mounted on the city gates.

Stannis will execute them all.

No, a king who runs will not be king for long.

He's a Lannister. He'll stand and fight.

Stannis, two days from the capital and the wolf at my doorstep.

The scouts assure us Robb Stark remains north of Ashemark.

Ha! The last time the scouts assured us of Stark's movement, he lured us into a trap.

Which is why my son is his prisoner.

Too close to Casterly Rock.

He sent a splinter force to recapture Winterfell.

The Greyjoys have done us a great favor.

Stark won't risk marching on Casterly Rock until he's at full force.

He's a boy and he's never lost a battle.

He'll risk anything at any time because he doesn't know enough to be afraid.

We'll ride at nightfall.

I want a full night's march before he knows we're on the move.

Clegane, you'll maintain a garrison here at Harrenhal.

Track down this brotherhood and destroy them.

The girl has proven herself a good servant.

She'll stay on with you.

See that he doesn't get drunk in the evenings.

He's poor company when he's sober, but he's better at his work.

You've got some questions to answer.

Man: Who killed Ser Amory?

Man #2: I don't know!

Give me the name.

Man #2: Please!

Man #3: Take this one out for the crows.

Man #2: I told you, I don't know.

Please.

Look, it's Yoren's little c**t.

Used to be a boy, now it's a girl.

( Man laughs )

Where's Jaqen?

Don't care.

Where's your stick now, bitch?

I promised to f*ck you with it.

Guard: Come on, time to kill some wolves.

( Men shouting )

You need sour cherries to make it right.

And the secret is you dry the stones, and then you break them with a mallet.

That's where the real flavor is.

You crush 'em up real fine.

And then when you're finished, you sprinkle them over the piecrust.

Where's Jaqen?

How would I know?

I need him now.

Lord Tywin's marching tonight.

You need him?

He's helping me.

Hot Pie: I saw him.

Where?

Where?!

Where?

They went riding out the gates a few hours ago.

On patrol. Let go of my ears.

( Horses neighing, men shouting )

What do you want with him anyway?

( Men shouting )

( Wind howling )

Qhorin: Mance is gonna march on the Wall.

When he does, one brother inside his army will be worth 1,000 fighting against it.

They'll never trust me.

They might...

If you do what needs to be done.

What?

How does it feel knowing those men all died so you could skip through the snow with your little savage girl?

I didn't.

I should have known better, trusting a traitor's b*st*rd.

He's not yours to kill, crow.

Do you have to do that here?

I like to keep me hands clean.

Yes, but do you have to do it here?

You should start wearing the gold cloak.

I don't want to wear a gold cloak.

You're commander of the City Watch.

You shouldn't be dressed like a common sellsword.

A cloak slows you down in a fight, makes it hard to move quietly.

And the gold catches the light, so you're nice and easy to spot at night.

Well, you're not sneaking through alleyways any longer.

You're supposed to stand out.

We had a deal, and wearing a gold cloak wasn't part of it.

Fine, fine.

No gold cloak.

What?

What?

What? What? Why are you staring at me?

( Scoffs ) You don't want me cleaning me nails.

You don't want me looking your way.

Why am I here?

To help me plan the defense of King's Landing.

( Laughs )

Stannis will be here any day.

( Sighs )

And one of these explains how to beat him?

"An History of the Great Sieges of Westeros" by Archmaester

"Shevelathin."

"Shevelatesh."

"Chevalteesh."

I'd swap all your books for a few good archers.

My Lord Hand, Commander.

I must compliment you on the Gold Cloaks' performance these last few weeks.

Did you know there has been a marked drop in thievery?

I did not know.

And how did you accomplish this marked drop in thievery?

Me and the lads rounded up all the known thieves.

For questioning?

Uh, no.

It's just the unknown thieves we need to worry about now.

We talked about this.

Aye, we talked about it.

Have you ever been in a city under siege?

Maybe this part's not in your books.

See, it's not the fighting that kills most people.

It's the starving. Food's worth more than gold.

Noble ladies sell their diamonds for a sack of potatoes.

Things get bad enough, the poor start eating each other.

The thieves, they love a siege.

Soon as the gates are sealed, they steal all the food.

By the time it's all over, they're the richest men in town.

Given the circumstances, My Lord, I believe extreme measures are warranted.

"The Great Sieges of Westeros."

Thrilling subject.

Shame Archmaester Ch'vyalthan wasn't a better writer.

Stannis knows King's Landing.

He knows where the walls are strongest and he knows which gates are weakest.

The mud gate.

A good ram will batter it down in minutes and it's only 50 yards from the water.

That's where he'll land.

And if Stannis does attack the mud gate, what is our plan?

We could throw books at his men.

We don't have that many books.

We don't have that many men, either.

What do we have?

Pig sh1t.

( Wind howling )

( Chatter )

( Panting )

I'm not cut out for this sort of work.

I always imagined meself doing something much worse.

We're digging latrine pits at the end of the world.

I can't imagine anything much worse.

Dolorous Edd: You lack imagination.

Sam: Where do you think Jon is right now?

He went off with the Halfhand. He didn't come back.

A betting man would go with dead.

He's not dead.

No, Jon's a great fighter.

Well, he's better than me and a lot better than you.

He's got a Valyrian steel sword.

So did his father.

And Qhorin Halfhand is the greatest ranger alive.

Great rangers never get old is the problem.

sh1t ones neither.

It's them in the middle that last a long time.

( Clangs )

What in seven hells is that?

The First Men made these marks.

Help me with it.

( Straining )

Look.

If you find something you're not supposed to, best thing to do is pretend you've never seen it.

That's a Night's Watch cloak.

It's been here a long time.

Oh, must be Dragonglass.

Grenn: Dragonglass?

The Maesters call it Obsidian.

Why would a brother hide it here?

I expect it's 'cause he wanted somebody to find it.

Mind where you're going.

I'm sorry. I'll ... where were you?

A man has patrol duty.

Tywin Lannister was right here and now he's gone.

A girl owes one more name.

The Red God demands it. Give the man a name.

How long after I give you the name does it take you to kill someone?

A minute, an hour, a month.

Death is certain, the time is not.

He's taking his army to attack my brother.

I need him dead right now.

This a man cannot do.

You promised you'd help me.

Help was not promised, lovely girl.

Only death. There must be others.

Give a name, any name.

And you'll kill them?

Anybody?

By the seven New Gods and the Old Gods beyond counting, I swear it.

All right.

Jaqen H'ghar.

A girl gives a man his own name?

That's right.

Gods are not mocked.

This is no joking thing.

I'm not joking.

A man can go kill himself.

Un-name me.

Please?

I'll un-name you.

Thank you.

If you help me and my friends escape.

This would require more than one life.

This is not part of our bargain.

Fine, Jaqen H'ghar.

A girl lacks honor.

If I do this thing, a girl must obey.

A girl will obey.

A girl and her friends will walk through the gate at midnight.

Thank you, Podrick.

Odd little boy.

I have a certain sympathy for odd little boys.

You and Varys both.

Excellent lamprey pie.

Were you slaving away in the kitchen all day?

I hear Joffrey plans on fighting.

An inspiration for the troops.

The young king in his shining armor fighting to defend the capital against the wicked old rebel.

He's only a boy.

Younger boys are off fighting his war.

He's not ready.

What is he, 17?

Remember Jaime at 17?

Better than you.

Some men have a gift for this sort of thing, some don't.

His place is not on the battlefield.

It's not on the throne, either, sadly for all of us.

Do you think I'm an idiot?

No, I'd say you possess above average intelligence.

You shipped off my only daughter.

And now you want to send my eldest son to the battlefield to die.

He'll have his Kingsguard protecting him.

He has the finest armor gold can buy.

He needs to be out there.

The men will fight more fiercely seeing their king fighting beside them instead of hiding behind his mother's skirts.

Any dessert?

Do you know why Varys is so dangerous?

Because he has thousands of spies in his employ.

Because he knows everything we do before we do it.

Because he doesn't have a cock.

Neither do you.

Perhaps I'm dangerous, too.

You, on the other hand, are as big a fool as every other man.

That little worm between your legs does half your thinking.

It's not that little.

( Laughs )

Why are you smiling?

Because I'm happy.

And why are you happy?

Because I have your little whore.

I thought you preferred blondes.

Such a droll little fellow.

Tell me, have you married this one yet?

Oh, good. Father will be so pleased.

Why do you care who I f*ck?

Because a Lannister always pays her debts.

You stole my only daughter, you plot to have Joffrey killed.

This is madness. Stannis will be here in days.

You need me.

For what?

Your skill in battle?

Pretty thing, your whore.

Lovely body.

The bruises will heal in time.

Where did you find her?

Varys isn't the only one who hears whispers.

Really, a Lannister lion necklace?

You need to hide your secret whores more carefully.

You've forgotten the most important thing about whores.

Well, you're the expert.

Tell me.

You don't buy them; You only rent them.

You're usually a better liar, baby brother.

This one you like.

You like her very much.

Could it be love?

Don't worry, she'll be treated gently enough... unless Joffrey is hurt.

And then every wound he suffers she'll suffer, too.

And if he dies, there isn't a man alive who could devise a more painful death for your little c**t.

And how do I know you haven't killed her already?

Would you like to see her?

I thought you might.

Ser Mandon, bring in my brother's whore.

I'm sorry they hurt you.

You must be brave.

I promise I will free you.

Don't forget me.

Never.

( Door opens, closes )

I will hurt you for this.

A day will come when you think you're safe and happy and your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth.

And you will know the debt is paid.

Get out.

Shae!

I've been waiting all night.

What is wrong?

You're beautiful.

Then why do you look sad?

We have to be more careful.

Don't be afraid. I can take care of myself.

There are people who want to hurt me.

I know. I won't let them.

I'll cut off their faces. I will.

I would kill for you. Do you know that?

I expect I'll have to before this is over.

You're mine.

I'm yours.

Promise me.

I'm yours, and you are mine.

Robb: Still no word?

We've sent a dozen ravens.

None have returned.

My b*st*rd is only a few days from Winterfell.

Once he captures the castle ...

Theon has my brothers.

If we storm the castle ...

He wouldn't dare hurt the boys.

They're his only hope of escaping the North with his head.

Send word to your son.

Any Ironborn who surrender will be allowed to return safely to their homes.

A touch of mercy is a virtue, Your Grace. Too much ...

Any ironborn with the exception of Theon Greyjoy.

He betrayed our cause.

He betrayed me.

And we will hunt him down no matter where he runs.

I expect his countrymen will turn on him the minute they hear the offer.

Your pardon, My Lord. Your Grace.

My Lady.

How are you?

How am I?

I've had to arrest my mother.

The Lannisters have my sisters.

The man I considered my closest friend has seized my home and my brothers.

I'm fighting a war and I don't know if I should march south or north.

I'm sorry. It was a stupid question.

I'm sorry.

Forgive me.

You're being kind. I have no right.

You have every right.

You're a king.

That's not the kind of king I want to be.

What kind do you want to be?

I don't know. The good kind.

Most kings grew up as princes.

They spend their whole lives preparing for the crown.

I was raised to be Lord of Winterfell.

I was raised to be a proper little lady, to play the harp and dance the latest steps and recite Valyrian poetry.

I'd like to hear you play the harp.

No. No, you would not.

( Laughs )

How did you go from reciting Valyrian poetry to sawing off men's feet?

When I was 12, my mother and father went to a wedding.

Weddings in Volantis last for days, you know.

And they left me with my little brother.

The second afternoon they were gone was the hottest day in the three-year summer.

We couldn't bear to be inside, so we ran down to the Rhoyne.

Every child in Volantis was in the Rhoyne that day.

The rich, the poor, we were all there, naked, screaming, racing to the little islands.

Drummers were playing for coppers on the east bank.

I was treading water, talking to a friend when I realized I hadn't seen my brother.

I called his name.

Then I started screaming his name.

And then I saw him floating facedown.

My heart just... stopped.

I was...

I dragged him from the water.

My friend helped me, I think.

I don't even remember.

He was so little.

Then we pulled him onto the riverbank... and I screamed at him and I shook him and he was dead.

Just dead.

A man ran over.

He had a fish tattoo on his face.

In Volantis the slaves have tattoos so you know what they are without having to talk to them.

And this man worked on a fishing boat.

And he pushed me out of the way.

You have to understand, for a slave to push a highborn girl ... that's death for the man, a terrible death.

But he pushed me out of the way and he started pressing on my brother's chest again and again and again until my brother spat out half of the Rhoyne and cried out.

And the man cradled his head and told him to be calm.

I decided two things that day.

I would not waste my years planning dances and masquerades with the other noble ladies.

And when I came of age...

I would never live in a slave city again.

( Sighs ) I'm sorry, Your Grace.

You told me of your problems and I've blathered on.

I don't want to marry the Frey girl.

I don't want you to marry her.

But you needed that bridge.

I hope it's a very beautiful bridge.

( Laughs )

Hot Pie: The sour cherries was all crushed up and ready.

Gendry: Shut up.

Probably in the piecrust by now.

In the oven, the nice warm oven.

Shut up. What did you bring?

The cheese could be better.

I did get some nice sausages.

What did he want us to do about those guards?

He didn't say.

He just said, "walk through the gates.

Gendry: What about the guards?

He didn't say anything about the guards.

What, he left that bit out?

It's a pretty important part, don't you think?

We have to trust him.

Trust him?

You trusted him to fight with us and you set him free and he ran.

I want to go back to the kitchens.

Shut up. Stay here if you're afraid.

Hot Pie: Arry, don't.

Away! Reset!

If the wind holds, we'll reach King's Landing in a day.

Will it hold?

Can't make promises for the wind, Your Grace.

Man: Again, pull!

I admire you, Ser Davos.

I thank you, Your Grace. Pleased to hear it.

Some highborn fools call you Onion Knight and think they insult you.

So you take the onion for your sigil, sew it on your coat, fly the onion flag.

My son wishes me to change it.

Three mermen with tridents, something like that.

I understand why the older families look down at me.

Do you? Why?

My father was a crabber.

Well, sons of Lords don't like to break bread with sons of crabbers.

Our hands stink.

And where were those Lords when Storm's End starved?

Many fought bravely for your brother.

Many fought for the Mad King.

You defend these men who insult you behind your back.

Some are happy to do it to my face.

We were forgotten.

Robert and Ned Stark ... they were the heroes, the glorious rebels marching from battle to battle, liberating towns from the yoke of the Mad King while I held Storm's End with 500 men.

No one has forgotten, Your Grace.

No? Robert did.

He gave Storm's End to Renly after the war.

Renly never fought a day in his life.

He was only a boy.

Then why'd he give him Storm's End?

First we ate the horses.

We weren't riding anyway, not with the castle surrounded.

We couldn't feed them, so fine, the horses.

Then the cats. Never liked cats.

So fine. I do like dogs.

Good animals. Loyal.

But we ate them. Then the rats.

The night before you slipped through, I thought my wife was dying.

She couldn't speak anymore, she was so frail.

And then you made it through the lines.

Slipped right through in your little black sailboat with your onions.

And potatoes. Some salted beef, I believe.

Every man in Storm's End wanted to kiss you that night.

I was relieved they did not.

Robert told me to hold Storm's End, so I held it.

Then he told me he was giving it to Renly, so I gave it up.

Insult or no, I gave it up because Robert was my older brother and he was the king and I've always done my duty.

But now I'm the rightful king by every law of Westeros.

And when I sit the Iron Throne, you'll be my Hand.

Your Grace...

I pray I serve you well.

I expect you'll be the first crabber's son to wear the badge.

You're the master of whisperers.

You're supposed to know everything.

No man can be in all rooms at all times.

I have many little birds in the North, My Lord, but I haven't heard their songs since Theon Greyjoy captured Winterfell.

The Stark forces are distracted.

Now is the time to strike.

To strike?

My dear nephew, you do see these men preparing the walls for siege?

You do understand Stannis Baratheon sails this way?

If my Uncle Stannis lands on the shores of King's Landing, I'll ride out to greet him.

A brave choice, Your Grace.

I'm sure your men will line up behind you.

They say Stannis never smiles.

I'll give him a red smile from ear to ear.

Imagine Stannis's terror.

I am trying.

You're an intelligent man.

I'd like to think I'm an intelligent man.

Oh, no one disputes that, My Lord, not even the multitudes who despise you.

I wish we could converse as two honest, intelligent men.

I wish we could, too.

What do you want?

Tell me.

If we're going to play, you'll have to start.

My brother was the youngest Kingsguard in history.

My sister became queen at the age of 19.

When I reached manhood, my father put me in charge of all the drains and cisterns in Casterly Rock.

A most highborn plumber.

The water never flowed better.

And all the sh1t found its way to the sea.

I never expected to have any real power.

So when my father named me acting Hand ...

You're quite good at being Hand, you know?

Jon Arryn and Ned Stark were good men, honorable men, but they disdained the game and those who played.

You enjoy the game.

Last thing I expected.

And you play it well.

I'd like to keep playing it.

If Stannis breaches the gates, the game is over.

They say he burns his enemies alive to honor the Lord of Light.

The Lord of Light wants his enemies burned, the Drowned God wants them drowned.

Why are all the Gods such vicious c**ts?

Where is the God of tits and wine?

In the Summer Isles, they worship a fertility goddess with 16 teats.

We should sail there immediately.

This morning I heard a song all the way from Qarth beyond the Red Waste.

Daenerys Targaryen lives.

A girl at the edge of the world is the least of our problems.

She has three dragons.

But even if what they say is true, it'll be years before they are fully grown.

And then there will be nowhere to hide.

One game at a time, my friend.

( Men shouting )

Jorah: Careful, Khaleesi.

Xaro owns this city and the warlocks have 1,000 eyes watching for you.

I found one ... a ship with a good captain.

She leaves for Astapor tomorrow.

Astapor?

We cannot stay here.

They have my dragons.

A mother does not flee without her children.

They're not your children.

I know they call you the Mother of Dragons and I know you love them, but you didn't grow them in your womb.

They didn't suckle at your breast. They are dragons, Khaleesi.

And if we stay in Qarth, we'll die.

You should sail to Astapor. I'm sure you'll be safe there.

You know I would die for you.

I will never abandon you.

I'm sworn to protect you, to serve.

Then serve me.

If my dragons are in the House of the Undying, then take me there.

That's what the warlock wants.

He told you so himself.

If you enter that place, you will never leave again.

His magic is strong.

And what of my magic?

You saw me step into the fire.

You watched the witch burn. What did the flames do to me?

Do you remember?

Until my last breath I will remember.

After I have forgotten my mother's face.

They are my children.

And they are the only children I will ever have.

Take me to them.

We should bury them.

I'd leave 'em up a few more days.

Sends a message.

If they haven't got the damn message yet, a few more days won't help.

As you say.

But it don't hurt to let 'em rot a while longer.

What's this?

Gold for the farmer.

For his trouble.

His troubles are done.

He's feeding the crops now.

His wife, too.

You want to keep a man silent, you silence him.

Got as far as the farm and then doubled back.

Walked through the stream to throw off the hounds.

Hoped this would be the last place they'd think to look.

You're right... so far.

Who was that out there hung up the gates?

Must have been the farmer's boys.

He killed them and burned them and passed them off as the little lords?

Shh, shh, shh.

They mustn't know.

Bran would blame himself.

Osha: They'll never hear it from me.

The little lads have suffered enough.

( Theme music playing )

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"From this time until the end of time, we are the free and independent Kingdom of the North."

You'll give the Starks our reply, cousin?

I will, Your Grace.

Did you see my brother when you were the Starks' guest?

I did.

Tell him he's not been forgotten.

( Grunts )

( Panting )

I'll do it.

Come, brothers. We'll leave him to it.

Be quick about it.

( Grunts )

( Sword clangs )

I've yielded Winterfell to Prince Theon.

All of you should do as he commands.

Betray me and you will wish you hadn't.

Man: All hail the king.

( Groans )

( Crowd murmuring )

Who threw that?

( Crowd shouting )

Get back!

( Whimpering )

You're all right now, little bird. You're all right.

Your brothers desert you?

We'll stop here.

Think they're out looking for you?

( Grunts )

What might this be? Let's go.

Amory Lorch. Now!

A man will do what must be done.

Guard!

I have something for you from Prince Theon.

( Gurgles )

When I came to this city, I had nothing.

Today I am the richest man in Qarth with no regrets.

Where are they? Where are my dragons?!

( Screeching )

( Theme music playing )

♪ Game of Thrones 2x07 ♪ A Man Without Honor Original Air Date on May 13, 2012 ♪

A cripple?

You let a cripple escape?

The boy can't walk, but somehow he slipped past you?

The giant must have took him.

The giant?

Hodor?

Oh, well, that's all right, then.

You let a halfwit escape with a cripple.

And Rickon, too? The little one?

Gone along with the wildling woman, the one you were f*cking.

( Grunting )

( Man groaning )

( Panting )

Right, get the horses and the hounds.

( Dogs barking )

Come on, find the scent.

Come on, where they going?

Halt!

Enjoying your first hunt?

So far, hunting seems very similar to riding, My Lord.

With hunting, there's blood at the end.

They're little boys.

I was a little boy when I was torn away from my home and brought here.

So I kept my word.

I never ran away.

If I find them soon enough, I won't hurt them.

Well, I'll hurt them, but I won't kill them.

Those boys are of far more value to you alive than dead.

They have no value to me missing.

Robb will have sent a force to retake Winterfell by now.

Robb's in the Riverlands. My sister's in Deepwood Motte.

She'll get here long before they do.

And Ned Stark always said 500 men could hold Winterfell against 10,000.

( Dogs barking )

Man: We have a scent!

The hounds have the scent.

Come, Maester, don't look so grim.

It's all just a game.

Osha: We should have took more food.

We couldn't risk going to the kitchens.

Those people all love you.

They would have given you whatever you needed.

And if Theon found out, he'd hang them.

The boy can't survive on walnuts.

I'm fine.

We've been walking since before sunrise.

Even Hodor will tire.

Hodor.

Even you, sweet giant.

( Chuckles ) Hodor.

( Children shouting )

Wait, I know that farm.

I sent those two Winterfell orphans there.

Jack and Billy.

They'll give us some food.

We can't risk it.

If Theon tracks us here, he'll torture them until he finds out where we are.

Billy climbs a tree better than anyone.

You've never seen me climb a tree, little man.

They'll be after us with hounds.

We got a good start on them, but we can't outrun hounds forever.

Did you pull a knife on me in the night?

What's the matter?

Can't be the first time you pressed your bone against a woman's ass.

Let's move.

Oh, it is the first time.

How old are you, boy?

I'm a man of the Night's Watch.

You're a boy who's never been with a girl.

Don't your stones start to hurt if your bone never gets ...

Don't call them that.

What, stones?

Or bone?

Neither.

Both.

Move!

Ygritte: I heard they get all swollen and bruised if you don't use them.

Of course, maybe that's just what the lads say when they want me feeling sorry for them.

As if I'd feel sorry for them.

Are there no girl crows?

There are no women of the Night's Watch, no.

So the lads just do it with each other?

Never?

Never.

We swore an oath.

You have sheep at the Wall?

With your hands, then?

No wonder you're all so miserable.

Would you please shut up?

( Mocking ) Would you please shut up?

You think you're better than me, crow.

I'm a free woman ...

You're a free woman?

I might be your prisoner, but I'm a free woman.

If you're my prisoner, you're not a free woman.

That's what "prisoner" means.

And you think you're free?

You swore some stupid oath and now you can never touch a girl.

It was my choice to say the words.

So you don't like girls?

Of course I like girls.

But you chose never to touch them.

That's the price you pay if you want to be a man of the Night's Watch.

So instead of getting naked with a girl, you'd prefer to invade our lands ...

Invade your lands?

Wildlings raid our lands all the time.

Some of them tried to kill my little brother, a crippled boy!

They're not your lands!

We've been here the whole time.

You lot came along and just put up a big wall and said it was yours.

My father was Ned Stark.

I have the blood of the First Men.

My ancestors lived here, same as yours.

So why are you fighting us?

Go on.

Now I want you to tell me what happened.

Guard: Come on, this way.

( Man screaming )

Come on, speak up. Speak up.

( Sniffs )

Wolfsbane ... a rare substance.

This is no common assassin.

We hanged 20 men last night.

I don't care if you hanged 100.

A man tried to kill me.

I want his name and I want his head.

Mountain: We think it was an infiltrator from the Brotherhood Without Banners.

Pretentious name for a band of outlaws.

We can't allow rebels behind our lines to harass us with impunity.

We look like fools and they look like heroes.

That's how kings fall.

I want them dead, every one.

Killing them isn't the problem.

It's finding them.

Have you gone soft, Clegane?

I always thought you had a talent for violence.

Burn the villages, burn the farms.

Let them know what it means to choose the wrong side.

Is that mutton?

Yes, My Lord.

Don't like mutton.

I'll bring something else.

Leave it.

Are you hungry?

Of course you are.

I'll eat in the kitchen later.

It's bad manners to refuse a Lord's offer.

You're small for your age.

I suppose you've been underfed your whole life.

I eat a lot.

I just don't grow.

This will be my last war, win or lose.

Have you ever lost before?

Do you think I'd be in my position if I had lost a war?

But this is the one I'll be remembered for.

The "War of Five Kings" they're calling it.

My legacy will be determined in the coming months.

Do you know what legacy means?

It's what you pass down to your children and your children's children.

It's what remains of you when you're gone.

Harren the Black thought this castle would be his legacy.

The greatest fortress ever built ... the tallest towers, the strongest walls.

The Great Hall had 35 hearths.

35. Can you imagine?

Look at it now ... a blasted ruin.

Do you know what happened?

Dragons?

Yes, dragons happened.

Harrenhal was built to withstand an attack from the land.

A million men could have marched on these walls and a million men would have been repelled.

But an attack from the air with dragon fire ... mm.

Harren and all his sons roasted alive within these walls.

Aegon Targaryen changed the rules.

That's why every child alive still knows his name

300 years after his death.

Aegon and his sisters.

It wasn't just Aegon riding his dragon.

It was Rhaenys and Visenya, too.

Correct.

A student of history, are you?

Rhaenys rode Meraxes.

Visenya rode Vhagar.

I'm sure I knew that when I was a boy.

Visenya Targaryen was a great warrior.

She had a Valyrian steel sword she called Dark Sister.

She's a heroine of yours, I take it?

Aren't most girls more interested in the pretty maidens from the songs?

Jonquil with the flowers in her hair?

Most girls are idiots.

Ha!

You remind me of my daughter.

Where did you learn all this stuff about Visenya and her Valyrian Steel sword?

From my father.

He was a well-read stonemason.

Can't say I've ever met a literate stonemason.

Have you met many stonemasons, My Lord?

Careful now, girl.

I enjoy you, but be careful.

Take that back to the kitchen.

Eat what you want.

And, girl.

M'lord.

Lowborn girls say "M'lord," not "My Lord."

If you're going to pose as a commoner, you should do it properly.

My mother served Lady Dustin for many years, My Lord.

She taught me how to speak proper ... properly.

You're too smart for your own good.

Has anyone told you that?

Go on.

I beg pardon, Ser.

I should have come to you after to thank you for saving me.

You were so brave.

Brave?

A dog doesn't need courage to chase off rats.

Does it give you joy to scare people?

No. It gives me joy to kill people.

Spare me. You can't tell me Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell never killed a man.

It was his duty. He never liked it.

Is that what he told you?

He lied.

Killing is the sweetest thing there is.

Why are you always so hateful?

You'll be glad of the hateful things I do someday when you're queen and I'm all that stands between you and your beloved king.

I've demanded a meeting of the Thirteen.

One of them did this or knows who did.

You are one of the Thirteen.

If I wanted your dragons, I would have taken them.

They mean nothing to me on their own.

Nothing?

They're more valuable than anything in the world.

Shall we look inside my vault and see what selling your dragons would buy me I cannot buy already?

We will get them back.

There is no we, so why would you help me get them back?

I took you under my protection in front of the rulers of my city.

A man is what others say he is and no more.

If they say that Xaro Xhoan Daxos is a liar, my word is worth nothing.

I cannot let this thing happen to you under my roof.

But it did happen under your roof.

Khaleesi, many times in my life I have been ...

I don't care where you've been.

You think we're savages because we don't live in stone castles.

We can't make steel as good as yours, it's true, but...

We're free.

If someone tried to tell us we couldn't lie down as man and woman, we'd shove a spear up his ass.

We don't go serving some sh1t king who's only king because his father was.

No. No, you serve Mance Rayder, the King-Beyond-the-Wall.

We chose Mance Rayder to lead us.

He was a crow, same as you, but he wanted to be free.

You could be free, too.

You don't need to live your whole life taking commands from old men.

Wake up when you want to wake up.

I could show you the streams to fish, the woods to hunt.

Build yourself a cabin and find a woman to lie with in the night.

You're a pretty lad.

The girls would claw each other's eyes out to get naked with you.

Walk.

I could teach you how to do it.

I know how to do it.

You know nothing, Jon Snow.

( Chatter )

And what did she say?

She admired your spirit, Your Grace.

And what then?

She, uh...

If every man were held accountable for the actions of every distant relative, Ser Alton, we'd all hang.

She tore the paper in half, Your Grace.

You've acted with honor.

I thank you for it.

Lord Karstark, see that Ser Alton's pen is clean.

And give him a hot supper.

Ser Alton's pen is occupied, Your Grace.

The prisoners from the Yellow Fork.

Too many prisoners.

Is there room for Ser Alton?

Does he need to lie down?

Have the men build him a new pen.

Put him in with the Kingslayer for now.

Have your boy watch over them.

Torrhen.

That will be all.

Your Grace.

A minute of your time?

I've been treating your wounded men.

And my enemies as some of my bannermen are fond of mentioning.

They're not my enemies.

That's what I tell my bannermen.

I've already run through the supplies I brought with me.

Some are easily replaced ... egg yolks, turpentine, oil of roses.

But some are not.

I need silk for stitching.

I need fennel root for those with fever, willow bark.

Mostly I need milk of the poppy.

You saw what it was like to amputate a foot without any.

I assume there will be more loss of limb before this war is over.

If you need help finding these ...

I know where to find them.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't interrupt you.

Continue, My Lady.

You're riding to the Crag to negotiate a surrender?

The Crag will have a Maester and he will have what I need.

I expect he will.

If I could write a list ... come with me to the Crag.

I don't think that will be ...

Let the Maester show you his stores.

I want the wounded men to be treated well ... all the wounded men.

( Dog barking )

Woman: Children, come inside, quick.

Hurry up!

( Dog barking )

Man: Can't find anything, Ser.

They've lost the scent.

Try again.

We've circled this farmhouse twice.

There's no sign of them.

We could start the search fresh in the morning, My Lord.

I'm looking at spending the rest of life being treated like a fool and a eunuch by my own people.

Ask yourself, "Is there anything I wouldn't do to stop that from happening?"

The hounds will find the scent again.

I'll beat them until they do.

I'll whip every man here until I have both those boys in hand.

And once I've got them, the pampered little sh1ts...

It's better to be cruel than weak.

Prince Theon.

Where are they?

Who, m'lord?

The Stark boys. Where are they?

I don't know. I seen no one.

Think harder.

I swear, m'lord, I don't know.

My Lord, over here.

I think I've found what we're looking for.

Send the old man home.

Go back to Winterfell.

Take him back.

Theon, don't do this.

( Birds chirping )

You came back.

As soon as I heard.

Do you know anything?

Irri is dead.

I know.

She was a good ... she's dead.

She died alone.

She died for me and I couldn't protect her.

Doreah?

We can't find her.

She must be dead, too.

I led my people out of the Red Waste and into the slaughterhouse.

I should have been here.

You went to find me a ship.

My place is by your side.

I shouldn't have left you alone with these people.

These people?

They are not to be trusted.

And who is to be trusted?

Who are my people?

The Targaryens?

I only knew one ... my brother, and he would have let 1,000 men rape me if it had got him the crown.

The Dothraki?

Most of them turned on me the day that Khal Drogo fell from his horse.

Your people are in Westeros.

The people in Westeros don't know I'm alive.

They will soon enough.

And then what?

They'll pray for my return?

They'll wave dragon banners and shout my name?

That's what my brother believed and he was a fool.

You are not your brother.

Trust me, Khaleesi.

There it is ...

"trust me."

And it's you I should trust, Ser Jorah?

Only you?

I don't need trust any longer.

I don't want it and I don't have room for it.

You are too young to be so ...

And you are too familiar.

Forgive me, Khaleesi.

No one can survive in this world without help.

No one.

Let me help you, please.

Tell me how.

Find my dragons.

Ygritte: How long till we get back to your crows?

We're close.

What, a day? A half-day?

You don't know, do you?

Do you even know where they are?

We're close.

What do you think they'll say when they hear about you and me?

Nothing happened between you and me.

"I swear it, old master king crow, Ser, we were only close together for warmth.

And then I felt it, right up against me backside like a club.

I can show you the bruise on me tailbone.

And before I knew what was where, his ... his ... well, it was all out in the open, all angry as you like.

And I didn't want to want it, but, oh, I did!

And he spread me legs and ... ruined.

The shame of it.

Now I can never marry a perfumed lord.

What will me poor savage father say?"

Turn back around.

"And I thought that we were done, but he said,

( deep voice )

'Turn back around.'"

( normal voice ) I'll tell you what, Jon Snow, since it's going to be your word against mine, and since you can't talk about it without blushing, we may as well just.

What, right here in the muck?

I'll keep you warm enough.

Are you that afraid of it?

That's enough.

Oh, it's nice and wet and warm.

Enough it don't have teeth.

All right!

All right.

Gods, you're dull.

( Grunting )

( Sword rings )

( Ygritte whistles )

Should have took me while you had the chance.

( Sansa crying )

( Sansa crying )

No, no!

( Screams )

( Laughs )

( Screams )

No. Oh, no.

( Whimpering )

It's all right. Give me that.

If the queen sees I can have Joffrey's children now...

Help me flip it over.

Where are you going?

To tell her Grace.

You'll say nothing to anyone.

Do you understand?

Your mother might have prepared you.

You flowered, my dear. No more.

My mother told me, but I thought it would be different.

In what way?

I thought it would be less ... less messy.

Wait until you bear the child.

You're a woman now.

Do you have any idea what that means?

I'm fit to bear children for the king?

A prospect that once delighted you ... bringing little princes and princesses into the world, the greatest honor for a queen.

Joffrey has always been difficult.

Even his birth, I labored a day and a half to bring him into this world.

You cannot imagine the pain.

I screamed so loudly, I was sure Robert would hear me in the Kingswood.

His Grace was not with you?

Robert was hunting.

That was his custom.

Whenever my time was near, my royal husband would flee to the trees with his huntsmen and his hounds.

And when he returned, he would present me with some pelts or a stag's head, and I would present him with a baby.

Not that I wanted him there, mind you.

I had Grand Maester Pycelle, an army of midwives, and I had my brother.

When they told Jaime he wasn't allowed in the birthing room, he smiled and asked which one of them proposed to keep him out.

Joffrey will show you no such devotion.

You may never love the king, but you will love his children.

I love his Grace with all my heart.

That's so very touching to hear.

Permit me to share some womanly wisdom with you on this very special day.

The more people you love, the weaker you are.

You'll do things for them that you know you shouldn't do.

You'll act the fool to make them happy, to keep them safe.

Love no one but your children.

On that front, a mother has no choice.

But... shouldn't I love Joffrey, Your Grace?

You can try, little dove.

( Chatter )

Who did you say your mother was again?

Cinda Lannister.

Is she the fat one?

Well, perhaps she's gotten a little larger than she ...

No, no. There's only one fat Lannister.

If she was your mother, you'd know it.

I ... I squired for you once, you know?

When?

The tournament the day of Willem Frey's wedding.

I went to Willem Frey's wedding?

You did.

Your squire had gotten so drunk the night before that he ...

He threw up on his horse on the way to the tourney grounds.

What was his name?

Bryan.

( Laughs ) Poor lad.

That was my brother's doing, I seem to recall.

I remember you.

You had never squired for anyone before.

That's right. I ran up and volunteered.

"Let me, My Lord. Let me."

My father was furious, afraid I'd embarrass our family in front of the family.

You didn't, though.

You really remember?

You knew when you were needed and when to go away.

It's a rare talent.

Most of my squires, they mean well, but young men with big jobs, they tend to overdo them.

Well, when I think back to that day ...

( hisses )

You were saying?

I ... never mind. It's embarrassing.

More embarrassing than being chained to a post covered in your own sh1t?

I remember everything about that day ... your helmet, your horse, the rake line in the dirt along the list, where the sun was in the sky when you knocked Balon Swann from his horse, and the dent in your shield when you handed it back to me.

I'll remember it all until I die.

That was the best day of my life.

And I remember being on the field after it was over.

All the competitors were done.

I was the last one out there.

And I couldn't leave.

I couldn't bring myself to go and sit with my family at a table so far on the edge of the feast you could barely even see the bride.

And I couldn't bear to tell them what it had been like squiring for you when I knew that they could never have the faintest idea what I was talking about.

I understand completely.

How could you?

S-sorry, I ... I didn't mean to doubt you.

It's just that I ...

I was 16 once.

I also had to replace someone's squire on short notice.

Which knight was it?

Barristan Selmy.

The fight against the Kingswood outlaws.

Before your time.

What was he like?

( Sighs )

He was a painter, a painter who only used red.

I couldn't imagine being able to fight like that, not back then.

And to help him do that, to be a part of something that perfect...

I don't need to explain how that felt, not to you.

It's hard to put into words.

It's like stepping into a dream you've been dreaming for as long as you can remember and finding out that the dream is more real than your life.

Leaving that battlefield was like being dragged off to prison.

Did you squire for him again?

I didn't have your gift.

He couldn't take a step without stepping on me.

I was awful, a complete liability... until one of the outlaws decided to take on a 16-year-old squire.

It's a good thing I am who I am.

( Chuckles ) I'd have been useless at anything else.

I'm not well-suited for imprisonment.

Shocking, I know.

Some men are.

Ned Stark ... I imagine he made an excellent prisoner right up until the end.

But me, though ... my life has left me uniquely unfit for constraint.

Have you thought about...?

Of course.

Every day.

Good prisoners breed good jailers, apparently.

The Starks are very careful.

But there is a way, I think.

It wasn't possible until now.

What is it?

It's actually quite simple.

Well, let me help you.

You'll only have to do one thing.

Tell me.

You'll have to die.

( Crunching )

( Choking )

( Bone breaks )

( Bird screeching )

Jorah the Andal.

This man must sail past old Valyria.

All who travel too close to the Doom must have protection.

I didn't come here for lessons.

No, you came for the dragons.

You have them?

Where are they?

Draw your sword.

See what your steel is worth.

You want to please the Mother of Dragons.

You love her.

Where are the dragons?

Will you betray her again, Jorah the Andal?

Will you betray her again?

Never.

The thief you seek is with her now.

Spice King: I did not leave the comfort of my home to come to yours and be called a thief.

No one is calling you a thief.

Who is she to accuse us?

Please, they're my children.

I'm begging you.

Begging us?

It wasn't very long ago you were threatening us.

Without me, the dragons will die.

It will be for the best.

Your dragons will bring the world nothing but death and misery, my dear.

If I knew where they were, I would not tell you.

Pyat Pree: You are cruel, my friend.

The mother of dragons is in the right.

She must be reunited with her babies.

I will help you, Khaleesi.

I will take you to the House of the Undying where I have put them.

You have my dragons?

When I learned you were coming to our city, I made an arrangement with the King of Qarth.

( Laughter )

He procured them for me.

But there is no King of Qarth.

Xaro: There is now.

That was the other half of the arrangement.

You would keep your gates and your minds closed to everything outside your walls, but Qarth cannot remain the greatest city that ever was if it refuses to change.

I will open Qarth to the world as I have forced it to open itself to me.

Your ambition is an inspiration.

But like all upstarts, you overreach.

Three dragons the size of cats and an alliance with a charlatan do not make you a king.

An upstart and a charlatan?

Empires have been built by less.

Those on the margins often come to control the center, and those in the center make room for them, willingly or otherwise.

The Mother of Dragons will be with her babies.

She will give them her love and they will thrive by her side... forever.

A mother should be with her children.

Where will you run to, Daenerys Stormborn?

Your dragons wait for you in the House of the Undying.

Come see them.

Lady Stark!

No farther.

Keep your hands off me, woman.

Don't enter without an invitation, man.

Forgive me. Lady Stark.

Catelyn: What is it?

They caught the Kingslayer.

( Men shouting )

Kill the f*cking Kingslayer!

Hang him!

( Men shouting )

You'll die today.

Justice for the Karstark.

Gut him!

Get back! I want his head!

Any man who stands between a father and his vengeance asks for death.

Lord Karstark, this man is our prisoner.

This monster killed my son.

And crippled mine.

He will answer for his crimes,

I promise you, but not here.

I will have his head. And if you try and stop me ...

You will strike me down?

Have you forgotten me, Ser?

I am the widow of your liege Lord Eddark Stark.

I am the mother of your king!

And where is our king now?

You know very well.

He has gone to the Crag to accept the surrender.

Aye, gone to the Crag, but not to negotiate.

He brought that foreign bitch with him.

How dare you?

Threatening My Lady is an act of treason.

Treason?

How can it be treason to kill Lannisters?

I understand your grief, My Lord ... better than most I understand it ... but in the name of my son, the King in the North, stand down.

When your son returns,

I will demand this murderer's head.

Wise men do not make demands of kings.

Fathers who love their sons do.

I will have his head.

Thank you for fighting on my behalf, Lady Stark.

I would have come to your defense, but ...

Take him to the stockades.

Bind him with every chain you can find!

You've become a real she-wolf in your later years.

There's not much fish left in you.

And gag him!

Since when do you light your own candles?

Since I decided that I can't stand to look at any of my handmaidens for another instant.

How many times can you read one raven scroll?

Stannis Baratheon's fleet has been spotted sailing north past Tarth ... 200 ships.

More than we have.

Yes, that's more than we have.

He'll be at our gates within five days, four if he has the wind.

We have strong, high walls.

We'll rain fire down on them from above.

"Rain fire on them from above."

You're quoting father, aren't you?

Why not?

He has a good mind for strategy, doesn't he?

We call it tactics, not strategy.

But, yes, he does have a good mind for it.

The best mind, some would say.

Sadly, he's not here.

It's just you, me, and Joffrey, the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm.

I'm sure you'll make a point eventually.

He needs to start acting like a king.

This war you started is coming to our doorstep.

And if the entire city wants Joffrey dead ...

I'm not the one giving the boy whores to abuse.

I thought the girls might help him.

Did you?

I was wrong.

If we can't control him...

Do you think I haven't tried?

He doesn't listen to me.

It's hard to put a leash on a dog once you've put a crown on its head.

I always hoped he'd be like Jaime.

He looks like him... in a certain light.

The boy is more Robert than Jaime.

Robert was a drunken fool, but he didn't enjoy cruelty.

Sometimes I wonder...

What?

If this is the price for what we've done, for our sins.

Sins?

The Targaryens ...

Wed brother and sister for hundreds of years, I know.

That's what Jaime and I would say to each other in our moments of doubt.

It's what I told Ned Stark when he was stupid enough to confront me.

Half the Targaryens went mad, didn't they?

What's the saying?

Every time a Targaryen is born, the Gods flip a coin.

You've beaten the odds.

Tommen and Myrcella are good, decent children, both of them.

( Crying )

Why wait?

We're sworn to the king.

There's not a king.

That's treason.

So is saving Lannisters, yeah?

Back off, you.

No, I won't.

Your son returns at dawn, My Lady?

So they say.

Brienne: The Kingslayer won't last the night.

The more they drink, the angrier they'll get.

And when the Karstarks draw their swords... who wants to die defending a Lannister?

Come.

I need to be alone with him.

My Lady, our orders ... your orders, which I just gave you, are to leave me alone with him.

Come to say goodbye, Lady Stark?

I believe it's my last night in this world.

Is that a woman?

Do you hear them out there?

They want your head.

Well, old Lord Karstark doesn't seem to like me.

You strangled his son with your chains.

Oh, oh.

Was he the one on guard duty?

( Sighs )

He was in my way.

Any Knight would have done the same.

You are no Knight.

You have forsaken every vow you ever took.

So many vows.

They make you swear and swear.

Defend the king, obey the king, obey your father, protect the innocent, defend the weak.

But what if your father despises the king?

What if the king massacres the innocent?

It's too much.

No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or another.

Where did you find this beast?

She is a truer Knight than you will ever be, Kingslayer.

Kingslayer.

What a king he was.

Here's to Aerys Targaryen, the second of his name,

Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the realm, and to the sword I shoved in his back.

You are a man without honor.

Do you know I've never been with any woman but Cersei?

So in my own way, I have more honor than poor old dead Ned.

What was the name of that b*st*rd so in he fathered?

Brienne.

No, that wasn't it.

Snow, a b*st*rd from the North.

Now, when ... when good old Ned came home with some whore's baby, did you pretend to love it?

No. You're not very good at pretending.

You're an honest woman.

You hated that boy, didn't you?

How could you not hate him?

The walking, talking reminder that the honorable Lord Eddark Stark f*cked another woman.

Your sword.

I told you what would happen.

All of you ...

I told you what would happen if you served me loyally... and what would happen if you did not.

What are you doing? What have you done?

If there's any who still question whether your new lord means what he says...

Here is the answer to your question.

( Crowd gasps, murmurs )

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Do you really think I'll let you sell her like a common whore?

Dorne is the safest place for her.

You cannot stop it.

No, wait. It wasn't her.

You can't avenge him if you're dead.

On behalf of the warlocks of Qarth, I welcome you.

It would be an honor to host you at the House of the Undying, Mother of Dragons.

Stannis will be here in an hour.

Renly's bannermen will flock to him.

Calling yourself king doesn't make you one.

And if Renly wasn't a king, I wasn't a queen.

Do you want to be a queen?

I want to be the queen.

There on that mountain.

We need to get rid of those lookouts.

I need to move fast and silent.

Lord Commander, I'd like to join Lord Qhorin.

Are you going to kill Joffrey?

If the Gods give me strength.

And then what?

First we have to win the war.

You never told me where you're from.

Volantis.

You're one of them now. I should have let you burn.

You saved me and the two I was with.

You stole three deaths from the Red God.

Speak three names.

I can name anyone?

And you'll kill him?

A man has said.

The one who tortures everyone.

They call him the Tickler.

The Stony Shore's not far from Torrhen's Square.

More impressive prize than a few fisherman's daughters.

Soon as Winterfell got word that we'd taken Torrhen's Square, the Starks would send their men to take it back.

Take me to my ship.

Lord Stark, Torrhen's Square is under siege.

Torrhen's Square is barely

40 leagues from here.

Go, Ser Rodrik. Take the men you need.

What did you see in your dream?

That the sea came to Winterfell.

Drowned men were floating in the yard.

Ser Rodrik was one of them.

( Theme music playing )

♪ Game of Thrones 2x06 ♪ The Old Gods and the New Original Air Date on May 6, 2012 ♪

I've taken your castle.

Theon?

It's Prince Theon now.

Get up. You have to get dressed.

I've taken Winterfell.

I took it. I'm occupying it.

I sent men over the walls with grappling claws and ropes.

To take the castle.

You went with Robb.

And he sent me back to Pyke.

I'm a Greyjoy. I can't fight for Robb and my father both.

Where's Hodor?

I don't know.

Find the Halfwit.

My men are bringing your people together in the courtyard.

So you and I can go down and tell them how you've yielded Winterfell to me.

I won't.

Yes, you will.

I won't. I'll never yield.

We'll fight you and throw you out.

The castle is mine, but these people are still yours.

You'll yield to keep them safe, to keep them alive.

That's what a good lord would do.

Think carefully about what you want to say.

Theon.

Did you hate us the whole time?

I've yielded Winterfell to Theon.

Louder.

Say Prince Theon.

I've yielded Winterfell to Prince Theon.

You all know me.

Aye, we know you for a steaming sack of sh1t.

Farlen, you be silent.

Listen to your little Lord, Farlen.

He has more sense than you do.

All of you should do as he commands.

My father has donned the ancient crown of salt and rock and declared himself King of the Iron Islands.

He claims the North as well by right of conquest.

You are all his subjects.

Bugger that. I serve the Starks.

If you think you can hold the North with this ...

Shut up!

If you serve me as loyally as you served Ned Stark, I will be as good to you as he ever was.

Betray me, and you will wish you hadn't.

Maester Luwin, send a raven to Pyke informing my father of my victory here and one to Deepwood Motte to my sister.

Inform her that she's to bring 500 men to Winterfell.

You are a Maester of the Citadel sworn to serve the lord of Winterfell, are you not?

I am the Lord of Winterfell as Bran just informed you.

Send the ravens.

My Lord.

My Lord Greyjoy.

I see you've finally learned how to address your betters.

What do you want?

I was brought here a captive.

You were here the day I was taken.

I'm the one who took you. What of it?

Let me serve you.

Serve me how?

I need fighters, not kitchen sluts.

It was Robb Stark who put me in the kitchens.

Put a spear in my hand again.

So you can bury it in my neck?

Do you take me for a fool?

Get up.

Step aside.

It's your dream, Little Lord.

The ocean has come to swallow this place.

I ain't letting it drown me.

And in a few days' time ... Greyjoy!

What have they done to him?

We caught this one on this way back from Torrhen's Square.

Took out two of ours before I got his sword.

Ser Rodrik, it grieves me that we meet as foes.

It grieves me you've less honor than a back alley whore.

You were raised here under this roof.

These people are your people.

They are not my people.

King Robb thought of you as a brother.

My brothers are dead.

They died fighting Stark men, men like you.

Aye, they died fighting a war your father started.

Lord Stark raised you among his own sons.

Among them, but not one of them.

I was his hostage taken from my home.

If he were alive to see this ...

He's not. He's dead.

The Seven Kingdoms are at war.

And Winterfell is mine.

I should have put a sword in your belly instead of in your hand.

You've served this House faithfully, old man.

But keep talking and I'll ...

Take him to the cells. Lock him up ...

My prince, you cannot let that stand. He must pay.

I'll lock him in a cell until he rots ...

No, he has to pay the iron price.

They'll never respect you while he lives.

Ser Rodrik, I sentence you to death.

No! You said no harm would come to them if I yielded.

The old man couldn't keep his mouth shut.

I urge you not to make a hasty decision.

He disrespected me in front of my men.

That was his decision, not mine.

He is worth more to you alive than dead.

The Starks will pay.

Please, Theon, think what you do.

You'll address me as Prince Theon or you'll be next.

Come.

- Theon!

Please!

Ser Rodrik!

He who passes the sentence should swing the sword.

- I'm begging you!

Coward.

Stop! Stop right now!

You don't give commands anymore, Little Lord.

Please, stop this. Please stop him.

Hush now, child.

I'm off to see your father.

You said no harm would come!

You said no harm would come.

Theon, please.

Any last words, old man?

Gods help you, Theon Greyjoy.

Now you are truly lost.

Theon, please, don't.

Do something.

I'll do anything. Please!

No, please, stop it!

Ghost, stay with us.

Ghost!

There goes your pet.

He's not a pet.

You're right, he's not.

You can't tame a wild thing.

You can't trust a wild thing.

Ghost is different.

So you think.

Wild creatures have their own rules, their own reasons.

And you'll never know them.

Now the wildlings we're looking for sleep during the day and hunt at night.

I thought you said you couldn't know wild things.

I said you can't.

They find a nice cave to hide in while the sun's up and do their killing when it's dark.

We could do the same.

No, we couldn't.

This is their country.

They know where to walk, where not to walk.

I've lost good men who fell into a crevasse they didn't see till they were in it.

My father always said I'm of the North.

I wasn't joking.

Look around, boy.

This look like home to you?

You start thinking you know this place, it'll kill you.

You understand me?

No, you don't.

We're at war.

We've always been at war.

It's never going to end 'cause we're not fighting an enemy.

We're fighting the North and it's not going anywhere.

The Watch has given you a great gift.

You only have one thing to give in return ... your life.

I'll gladly give my life.

I don't want you to be glad about it.

I want you to curse and fight until your heart's done pumping.

And know this, boy ... your death will be a gift for them south of the Wall.

They'll never know what you've done.

They'll never know how you died.

They won't even know your damn name, but they'll be alive because some nameless b*st*rd north of the Wall gave his life for theirs.

Now, do you understand me?

You're even dumber than you look.

It's just words, boy, to keep us a little warmer in the night, make us feel like we've got a purpose.

Come on.

We've got to find these goat fuckers before night falls and they find us.

Can you read?

My Lord?

Can you read?

This letter detailing our infantry movements was meant for Lord Damon of House Marbrand.

It was sent to Lord Marlyn of House Dormand.

My apologies, My Lord. I must have ...

Girl, fetch me the "History of the Greater and the Lesser Houses."

It's the one on the ...

My cupbearer can read better than you.

To whom does House Dormand owe allegiance?

My Lord, I ...

To the Starks of Winterfell!

Who have 20,000 men and my son!

I judged you might be good for something more than brutalizing peasants.

I see I overestimated you.

If you ever put my son's life at risk again, I'll...

Leave us.

Put the book away, girl.

Maybe you should devise our next battle plan while you're about it.

Lord Petyr Baelish.

Hmmm.

Give us the room.

Clear all this.

Lord Tywin.

Baelish.

Wine?

Thank you.

What news from the capital?

I travelled here directly from Renly Baratheon's camp.

Ah, the late king Renly.

Rather a short reign.

Murdered by a woman, I hear.

So they say.

There has been talk of other forces at work, dark forces.

Here.

Men love to blame demons when their grand plans unravel.

It is my belief that a moment of chaos affords opportunities lost soon after.

You say that as if you were the first man alive to think it.

Yes, a crisis is an opportunity.

What other brilliant insights have you brought me today?

After the Lannisters and the Starks, the Tyrells command the largest host.

Their lands are the most fertile in the Seven Kingdoms, feeding horses and soldiers.

Yes, yes, yes.

The Tyrells have not yet declared for any of the surviving kings.

Loras wants revenge. He blames Stannis for Renly's death.

And Margaery ...

Wants to be queen.

Yes, she does.

House Tyrell rebelled against the Iron Throne, against my grandson.

They did.

And perhaps that treason should be punished one day, after Stannis and Robb Stark are defeated.

More wine for Lord Baelish.

If you will allow me to represent your family's interests, I believe that an advantageous agreement ...

The Tyrell host has returned to Highgarden?

They have.

Pardon, My Lord.

It's only wine.

You would ride there yourself?

Tonight, with your leave.

I'll have an answer by nightfall.

That'll be all, girl.

What else?

On your son Tyrion's directive, I met with Catelyn Stark.

He had an interesting proposal for her concerning her daughters.

A girl.

A wildling.

We could question her.

You could.

She won't answer.

I've known a wildling to bite off his tongue instead of talking.

What's your name?

Ygritte.

She was reaching for this axe when you got to her.

Give her half a chance, she'll bury it in your face.

I gave you my name.

I'm Jon Snow.

You ought to burn them you killed.

We'd need a big fire for that.

Tell me, Ygritte, why do you want us to build a big fire?

Are there some more friends in the area?

Burn them or maybe you'll need those swords again.

Our boy here's already killed one dead man.

He can do it again if he has to.

What waits beyond the pass?

The Free Folk.

How many?

Hundreds and thousands.

More than you've ever seen, Crow.

Why come to the mountains?

What's in the frostfangs your king could want?

Do you mean to march on the Wall?

Do you know who I am, girl?

Qhorin Halfhand.

Tell me true.

If your people captured me, would they take me prisoner?

They'd take your head off your shoulders if they was feeling kind.

If not, they'd kill you slow.

We have no food for her.

Can't spare a man to watch her.

Can't let her go. She'll bring Mance Rayder's army down on us.

It needs to be done.

Want me to do it?

No, I'll do it.

Come, brothers.

We'll leave him to it.

We'll meet you at the top.

Don't take too long.

We're deep in their country now.

You never killed a woman before, did you?

You don't need to do it.

Mance would take you. I know he would.

There's secret ways.

The Crows would never catch us.

I'm as much a Crow as they are.

Will you burn me... after?

Can't.

Someone might see the smoke.

Strike hard and true, Jon Snow, or I'll come back and haunt you.

That's cold.

Go on.

Be quick about it.

Do it.

b*st*rd, do it!

You can't do it. We both know it.

The sun's going down, Jon Snow.

And your friends are nowhere close.

I'll find them.

Call for the go on.

Call loudly.

May the Seven guide the princess on her journey.

May the mother give her health.

May the crone give her wisdom.

May the warrior give her courage.

One day I pray you love someone.

I pray you love her so much, when you close your eyes, you see her face.

I want that for you.

I want you to know what it's like to love someone, to truly love someone, before I take her from you.

You sound like a little cat mewling for his mother.

Princes don't cry.

I saw you cry.

Did you say something, My Lady?

My little brother cried when I left Winterfell.

It seems a normal thing.

Is your little brother a prince?

Not really relevant, then, is it?

Come, dog.

Hail, Joffrey!

Hail to the king.

Seven blessings on you, Your Grace.

Murderer! b*st*rd!

All hail the king.

He's no king.

He's a b*st*rd!

Please, Your Grace, we're hungry.

Freak!

Get the prince back to the keep now.

Yes, My Lord. Come, quickly.

Please, Your Grace, give us some food!

Bread, Your Grace,

please!

Who threw that?

I want the man who threw that.

Find who did that and bring him to me!

Hold on!

Hold them back!

Just kill them!

Kill them all!

Move. Move!

- Pull back!

Tear him to pieces!

What are you doing? I want these people executed!

And they want the same for you.

Where's Sansa?

Through the door!

Come on!

Protect the king!

Get back!

Fall back!

Move!

To the gates!

Come in! Come in!

Keep him safe!

m*therf*cker!

Watch out. Hold them back.

Come on.

Traitors!

I'll have all their heads.

Oh, you blind, bloody fool.

You can't insult me.

We've had vicious kings and we've had idiot kings, but I don't know if we've ever been cursed with a vicious idiot for a king.

You can't ...

I can, I am.

They attacked me!

They threw a cow pie at you, so you decided to kill them all?

They're starving, you fool.

All because of a war you started.

You're talking to a king!

And now I've struck a king.

Did my hand fall from my wrist?

Where is the Stark girl?

Let them have her.

If she dies, you'll never get your Uncle Jaime back.

You owe him quite a bit, you know.

Where are you going?

You ever been f*cked, little girl?

Come here.

Take some men and go and find the Stark girl.

I take my orders from the king.

This way!

Please!

No, no.

Please!

You're all right now, little bird.

You're all right.

We'll get you. We'll get you.

This way.

Are you hurt, My Lady?

The little bird's bleeding.

Someone take her back to her cage, see to that cut.

Well done, Clegane.

I didn't do it for you.

He shouldn't make me wait.

The Spice King is the second wealthiest man in Qarth.

He makes everyone wait.

Of course, you could have avoided this embarrassment if you married the wealthiest man in Qarth.

I already have a husband.

Khal Drogo is gone, Khaleesi.

You are far too young to be a widow forever and far too beautiful.

And you are far too smart to think that I will succumb to flattery.

I have travelled very far in my life and met many women, but none that are immune to flattery.

The Mother of Dragons!

Here he comes.

Forgive me. I had terrible dreams last night.

Terrible dreams.

I could not sleep until the sun was shining and the birds were singing.

Look what a beauty you are now the Red Waste has been washed off you.

I am sorry about all that unpleasantness.

The silver hair of a true Targaryen.

Xaro Xhoan Daxos, she is far too lovely for a glorified dockworker like yourself.

Very true, and yet they say that your grandfather, who sold pepper off the back of a wagon, married a lady far lovelier and higher born than himself.

Every lady alive was lovelier and higher born than my grandfather.

Ahem.

Did my servants not offer you something to eat, to drink?

I'll have them flogged in the square.

Thank you, My Lord. You are a gracious host, but there is no servant alive that can bring me what I want.

Oh, she has a talent for drama, this one.

So, my little princess, what is it you want?

My birthright ... the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros.

I fear I'm no better than a servant in this regard.

I cannot give you what I do not have.

I'm not asking you for the Kingdoms.

I'm asking you for ships.

I need to cross the Narrow Sea.

I need my ships as well.

I use them, you see, to bring spices from one port to another.

Whatever you grant me now will be repaid three times over when I retake the Iron Throne.

Retake?

Did you once sit on the Iron Throne?

My father sat there before he was murdered.

But if you did not sit on it yourself, would it not be correct to say take the Iron Throne?

I didn't come here to argue grammar.

Of course not. You came to take my ships.

So let me explain my position, little princess.

Unlike you, I do not have exalted ancestors.

I make my living by trade.

And I judge every trade on its merits.

You ask for ships.

You say I shall be repaid triple.

I do not doubt your honesty or your intentions.

But before you repay your debts, you must seize the Seven Kingdoms.

Do you have an army?

Not yet.

You do not have an army.

Do you have powerful allies in Westeros?

There are many there that support my claim.

When were you there last?

I left when I was a baby.

So, in truth, you have no allies.

The people will rise to fight for their rightful Queen when I return.

Forgive me, little princess, but I cannot make an investment based on wishes and dreams.

Now if you'll pardon me.

Do you know Illyrio Mopatis, Magister of Pentos?

Yes, we've met. A shrewd man.

For my wedding he gave me three petrified dragon eggs.

He believed ... the world believed ... that the ages had turned them to stone.

How many centuries has it been since dragons roamed the skies?

But I dreamt that if I carried those eggs into a great fire, they would hatch.

When I stepped into the fire, my own people thought I was mad.

But when the fire burned out, I was unhurt, the Mother of Dragons.

Do you understand?

I'm no ordinary woman.

My dreams come true.

I admire your passion.

But in business, I trust in logic, not passion.

I'm sorry, little princess.

I am not your little princess.

I am Daenerys Stormborn of the blood of old Valyria and I will take what is mine.

With fire and blood, I will take it.

Yes, My Lady, but not with my ships.

Who taught you to read?

My father, My Lord.

I taught my son Jaime to read.

The Maester came to me one day, told me he wasn't learning.

He couldn't make sense of the letters.

He reversed them in his head.

The Maester said he'd heard tell of this affliction and that we simply must accept it.

After that, I sat Jaime down for four hours every day until he learned.

He hated me for it, for a time.

For a long time, but he learned.

Where is your father? Is he alive?

Who was he?

A stonemason.

A stonemason who could read?

He taught himself.

Quite a man.

What killed him?

Loyalty.

You're a sharp little thing, aren't you?

Did...

Forgive me, My Lord. I shouldn't ask questions.

No...

But you've already begun.

Did you know your father, My Lord?

I did.

I grew up with him.

I watched him grow old.

He loved us.

He was a good man, but a weak man, a weak man who nearly destroyed our House and name.

I'm cold.

I'll fetch more wood for the fire, My Lord.

Where are you going, girl?

The armory, My Lord.

Lord Tywin sent me.

What might this be?

Lord Tywin gave it to me.

What for?

To take to the armory.

Why would he do that?

Let's go and ask him.

Move!

Get out of the way!

Amory Lorch.

A girl has named a second name.

A man will do what must be done.

A girl cannot tell a man when exactly he must do a thing.

A man cannot make a thing happen before its time.

But he's going to tell Tywin. He's getting away.

It has to be now.

Guard!

Your Grace.

Your Grace.

My honor, Your Grace.

Your Grace.

Your Grace.

Quent.

Lady Talisa.

Your Grace.

I'm not sure I'm a lady.

Westerosi customs are still a bit foreign to me.

It's hard to keep all the rules straight.

But if I remember my lessons, a woman of noble birth is always called a lady unless she's a queen or a princess.

I could find someone who knows.

Why are you so sure I'm of noble birth?

Because it's obvious.

What if I told you my father sold lace on the long bridge and my mother, my brother, and I lived with him above our shop?

I'd call you a liar.

Not very noble to accuse a lady of dishonesty.

I always thought I was a brilliant liar.

Better at amputations, I'm afraid.

Quite a pretty spot.

Will we be here long?

I couldn't really discuss troop movements with you.

I'm not a spy.

Of course a spy would deny being a spy.

You're right. You've found me out.

I'm writing a letter to the Lannisters.

"The young wolf is on the move."

Perhaps you'd join me...

If you've got time, of course, for, well...

Robb.

Mother.

Mother, this is Lady Talisa.

She's been helping with the wounded.

She's been very... helpful.

Lady Talisa.

Lady Stark.

Lady Talisa...?

Maegyr.

Maegyr?

Forgive me, I do not know this name.

An uncommon name here. An old name in Volantis.

Excuse me, My Lady. Your Grace.

I've missed you.

Yes, you look positively forlorn.

You surprised me, that's all.

I didn't think I'd see you today.

I wish that you were free to follow your heart.

I know.

You have inherited your father's responsibilities.

I'm afraid they come at a cost.

I know.

You are promised to another ... a debt that must be paid.

I haven't forgotten.

Your Grace.

My Lady. News from Winterfell.

Your brothers desert you?

I can tell you which way to go.

We'll stop here.

Too dark to go any farther today.

Here? There's no shelter here.

There's no shelter anywhere.

There is if you know where to look.

The cold could kill us both.

If you light a fire ...

No fire.

But a fire is ...

No fire.

Have it your way.

We'll stay warmer if we stay close.

Bet you freeze to death before I do.

Bet your life.

Think they're out looking for you?

Think they'll find you?

You're brave.

Stupid, but brave.

We start again at first light. Get some sleep.

Stop moving.

I'm just trying to get comfortable.

Stop it!

You're still moving.

Was I?

I didn't notice that time.

This cannot be true.

We've had ravens from White Harbor, Barrowton and the Dreadfort.

I'm afraid it is true.

Why? Why would Theon ...

Because the Greyjoys are treasonous whores.

My brothers?

We've heard nothing of them.

But Rodrik Cassel is dead.

I told you, never trust a Greyjoy!

I must go North at once.

There's still a war to win, Your Grace.

How can I call myself king if I can't hold my own castle?

How can I ask men to follow me if I can't ...

You are a king.

And that means you don't have to do everything yourself.

Let me go and talk to Theon.

There will be no talk. He will die for this.

Theon holds the castle with a skeleton crew.

Let me send word to my b*st*rd at the Dreadfort.

He can raise a few hundred men and retake Winterfell before the new moon.

We have the Lannisters on the run.

If you march all the way back north now, you'll lose what you gained.

My boy would be honored to bring you Prince Theon's head.

Tell your son Bran and Rickon's safety is paramount.

And Theon ... I want him brought to me alive.

I want to look him in the eye and ask him why.

And then I'll take his head myself.

Why on earth would I trust the word of a lying little savage like you?

I'm no liar.

All wildlings are liars and savages with no loyalty to anything or anyone.

I done what I had to do to stay alive.

I hate the Starks as well as you do.

Let me serve you, My Lord.

How? And don't tell me to put a spear in your hand.

There are other ways to serve, My Lord.

I'm a prince now, and you'd do well ...

There are other ways to serve, my prince.

Like what?

We know things, the Free people.

You know things?

Like what?

How to eat dirt?

Other things.

Savage things.

Wait outside.

I always wondered what you had under there.

It comes at a price.

I'm not killing you. That's your price.

I already had that.

What do you want, then, other than your miserable life?

What all free people want ... my freedom.

Well, you shall have it, then.

But only if you serve me well.

It's not deep.

I thought they were going to kill me.

They thought so, too.

He hated me, the man who hit me.

I saw it in his eyes. Hated me.

He never met me before, but he wanted to hurt me.

Of course he did.

Why? Why would a stranger ... you are everything he will never have.

Your horse eats better than his children.

It doesn't matter now. He's dead.

I would have given them bread if I had it.

I hate the King more than any of them.

Don't say these things.

If the wrong people hear you ...

But you're not the wrong people.

Don't trust anybody.

Life is safer that way.

And where are you going?

I have something for you from Prince Theon.

What?

He says I'm to make the rounds.

And keep you warm.

The Spice King refuses me because I'm a bad investment.

The Silk King won't support me because of his business with the Lannisters.

Why offend his best customer?

And the Copper King offers me a single ship on the condition that I lie with him for a night.

Does he think I will whore myself for a boat?

When I came to this city, I had nothing.

Truly nothing.

I slept by the docks.

And when I could find work loading the ships, I would eat.

If not, I dreamed of food.

Today I am the richest man in Qarth.

Do you think the path from poverty to wealth is always pure and honorable?

I have done many things, Khaleesi, that a righteous man would condemn.

And here I am, with no regrets.

Bar the gates. Ring the bells.

Slowly, Khaleesi.

Where are they?

Where are my dragons?!

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The wolf pup has gone south.

The North is ripe for the taking.

You'll take a ship to raid the fishing villages on the Stony Shore

I'm to fight fishermen?

Be careful of their nets.

Lovely boy.

What do you want?

You're called Arry?

A boy could make a friend.

This man has the honor to be Jaqen H'ghar.

Every night it's the same.

I'm running through the Godswood howling.

These are dreams, nothing more.

My dreams are different. Mine are true.

I saw something take that child.

Wildlings serve crueler Gods than you or I.

Ready my horse. We leave at dawn.

Did Cersei have you knighted before or after she took you into her bed?

Nothing to say?

Mercy! Mercy, My Lord!

I want to know what Cersei is doing and you will tell me.

Yes, My Lord, I will.

Sweet boy! Help us!

Round up any survivors.

We'll take them back to Harrenhal.

This one's a girl dressed as a boy.

Get these prisoners to work. Bring the girl.

I need a new cupbearer.

I will give you this one night to reconsider.

Otherwise I shall destroy you.

Look to your sins, Lord Renly.

The night is dark and full of terrors.

I will vouch for her, her people and her dragons.

Be it on your head.

Welcome to Qarth, My Lady.

Trust you've not forgotten your smuggler's tricks.

What am I bringing ashore?

The red woman.

No one must know what you do and we'll not speak of this again.

♪ Game of Thrones 2x05 ♪ The Ghost of Harrenhal Original Air Date on April 29, 2012 ♪

You swear it?

By the mother.

My son has no interest in the Iron Throne.

Then I see no reason for hostility between us.

Your son can go on calling himself King in the North, the Starks will have dominion over all lands north of Moat Cailin, provided he swears me an oath of fealty.

And the wording of this oath?

The same Ned Stark swore to Robert 18 years ago.

Cat, their friendship held the kingdoms together.

And in return for my son's loyalty?

In the morning I'll destroy my brother's army.

When that's done, Baratheon and Stark will fight their common enemy together, as they have done many times before.

Our two houses have always been close, which is why I am begging you to reconsider this battle.

Negotiate a peace with your brother.

Negotiate with Stannis?

You heard him out there.

I'd have better luck debating the wind.

Please bring my terms to your son.

I believe we are natural allies.

I hope he feels the same.

Together we could end this war in a fortnight.

No. Follow me!

You'll die for this.

No, wait, it wasn't her!

You'll-.

No, wa-

We've got to leave.

They'll hang you for this.

- Inside the King's tent, go!

I won't leave him.

You can't avenge him if you're dead.

Over there, go!

Not that way.

We need to go home.

Loras.

My Lord, My Lady.

Get out.

Stannis will be here in an hour.

When he arrives, Renly's bannermen will flock to him.

Your former companions will fight for the privilege of selling you to their new king.

And you want that privilege for yourself.

You will note that I am standing here talking to you, not Stannis.

There's no time for this.

Ride back to Highgarden, sister.

I'm not running from Stannis.

Brienne of Tarth murdered Renly.

I don't believe that. You don't believe that.

Who gained the most from our king's death?

Stannis.

I will put a sword through his righteous face.

You can't stay here.

He would have been a true king, a good king.

Tell me, Ser Loras, what do you desire most in this world?

Revenge.

I have always found that to be the purest of motivations, but you won't have a chance to put your sword through Stannis, not today.

You'll be cut to pieces before he sets foot on solid ground.

If it is justice that you want, be smart about it.

You can't avenge him from the grave.

Bring the horses.

Please.

He was very handsome.

He was, Your Grace.

"Your Grace."

Calling yourself king doesn't make you one.

And if Renly wasn't a king, I wasn't a queen.

Do you want to be a queen?

I want to be the queen.

Killed? By whom?

Accounts differ.

Most seem to implicate Catelyn Stark in some way.

Really? Who'd have thought?

Some say it was one of his own Kingsguard, while still others say it was Stannis himself who did it after negotiations went sour.

Whomever did it, I say well done.

It's not what Varys says.

He says Renly's army is flocking to support Stannis, which would give Stannis superiority over us on both land and sea.

Littlefinger says we can outspend him three to one.

And I say father raised you to have too much respect for money.

Stannis Baratheon is coming for us, sooner rather than later.

Aren't there other things you should be doing, like sealing my daughter in a crate so you can ship her away?

She'll be safer in Dorne.

Yes, I know how concerned you are for her safety.

It so happens that I am.

Myrcella is a sweet, innocent girl and I don't blame her at all for you.

So clever.

Aren't you always so clever with your schemes and your plots?

Schemes and plots are the same thing.

They are going to attack us.

We need to be ready.

No need to concern yourself over it.

The King is taking personal charge of siege preparations.

May I ask specifically what the King has in mind?

You may specifically or you may ask vaguely.

The answer will be the same.

It's important that we talk about this.

It's the King's royal prerogative to withhold sensitive information from his councilors.

It's wildfire.

Wildfire?

You wouldn't lie to me, would you, cousin?

That's a lie right there.

It is not a lie. Why would I lie?

Tell me, if the vile allegations against my brother and sister are true, do you think it will make Jaime more likely to kill you or less likely?

When I tell him you're f*cking her, I mean.

I'm telling you the truth.

The smart money would be on more likely.

She's making wildfire.

But then perhaps his own unnatural urges will give him sympathy for yours.

The alchemists' guild is being commissioned.

I suppose there's only one way to find out.

They have thousands of pots already stored in their vaults.

They are planning to launch them from the city walls into Stannis's ships and armies.

Please.

When did she tell you this?

I heard her talking with the Pyromancer.

And the other night after I left her, she went to meet him.

I swear to you.

Swear to me on what?

On my life.

But I don't care about your life.

In the Light of the Seven, by all that is holy and right, I, Lancel Lannister, do solemnly vow ...

All right, all right. Enough.

Even torturing you is boring.

Just get out.

Oh, Lancel, tell my friend Bronn to please kill you if anything should happen to me.

Please kill me if anything should happen to Lord Tyrion.

It will be my pleasure.

Your Grace.

What is it?

Your Grace.

I'm sorry about your brother, Your Grace.

I wanted to let you know that people grieve for him.

Your Grace.

Fools love a fool.

Your Grace.

I grieve for him as well ... for the boy he was, not the man he grew to be.

I need to speak to you about what I saw in that cave.

I thought I made it clear to you there'd be no need to speak to me on this matter.

Your Grace, I ...

I've never known you to need to hear a thing twice.

And I've never known you to hide from the truth.

You've come to lecture me on truth?

I've come to tell you that what I saw ...

All my brother's bannermen have come to my side.

Except the Tyrells, who fled like cowards.

They won't be able to resist us now.

Soon I shall be sitting on the Iron Throne.

Nothing is worth what this will cost you, not even the Iron ...

I'll hear no more about it.

Take a company of men, secure the perimeter.

When do we sail for King's Landing?

As soon as I've consolidated my troops.

We'll make short work of the Lannisters' fleet.

Once Blackwater Bay is cleared, we'll deliver our troops to their doorstep and take the city.

And will you bring Lady Melisandre with you?

That's not your concern.

If you take King's Landing with her by your side, the victory will be hers.

I never thought I'd have reason to doubt your loyalty. Was I wrong?

Loyal service means telling hard truths.

Oh, truth again.

All right, what's the truth?

The hard truth?

She's a foreigner preaching her foreign religion.

Some believe she whispers orders in your ear and you obey.

What do you believe?

You won those bannermen from Renly.

Don't lose them to her.

We set out for King's Landing without Lady Melisandre.

And you lead the fleet into Blackwater Bay.

Your Grace, I'm honored, but my time on the sea was spent evading ships, not attacking them.

The other lords won't be happy.

Most of those lords should consider themselves lucky I don't hang them for treason.

Hard truths cut both ways, Ser Davos.

I've got it!

I've got it!

So it's that one there at the top, on the right.

Buy my fruit, My Lord. Fresh fruit.

Stannis has more infantry, more ships, more horses.

What do we have?

There's that mind of yours you keep going on about.

Well, I've never actually been able to kill people with it.

Good thing. I'd be out of a job.

What about your father?

He hasn't sent a raven in weeks.

He's very busy.

Being repeatedly humiliated by Robb Stark is time-consuming.

We won't be able to hold the city against Stannis, not the way Joffrey's planning on holding it.

Corruption, yes.

We are swollen, bloated, foul.

Brother fornicates with sister in the bed of Kings and we're surprised when the fruit of their incest is rotten?

Yes, a rotten king.

It's hard to argue with his assessment.

Not after what he did to your birthday present.

The King is a lost cause.

It's the rest of us I'm worried about now.

A dancing king, prancing down his bloodstained halls to the tune of a twisted demon monkey.

You have to admire his imagination.

He's talking about you.

What?

Demon monkey?

People think you're pulling the King's strings.

They blame you for the city's ills.

Blame me? I'm trying to save them.

You don't need to convince me.

Demon monkey.

( Seagulls screeching

Yeah, come on.

You're the crew of the sea bitch?

I'm your commander. Welcome.

Stop.

Stop!

Your Captain commands you to stop.

Where are we heading, Captain?

The Stony Shore to raid their villages.

There'll be spoils in it for you, and women, if you do your jobs well.

And who decides if we've done our jobs well?

Your Captain.

I have been reaving and raping since before you left Balon's balls, Captain.

Don't reckon I've got much use for your ideas on how to do it.

Don't reckon I've got much use for a captain at all.

I'm thinking I can do the job of captain real well myself.

All I need is a ship.

You wouldn't know where I could find myself a ship now, would you?

You could do that, take the ship, head out on your own.

And I will hunt you down, drag you back here in chains, and hang you for a traitor.

Stop. We yield.

Congratulations on your first command.

Thank you. Kind of you to come see me off.

Oh, I'm not here for you.

I was just on my way to Red Harbor.

I've got 30 ships. There's nowhere to put them here.

Too narrow.

You'd better get out there.

Wouldn't want them to set sail without you.

That would never happen.

My crew would wait on deck for a year if I asked them to.

This lot, though...

Enjoy the Stony Shore.

Come on, I'll take you out.

Who are you?

Dagmer, your first mate.

Why aren't you with the rest of them?

Or did they send you to row me out and dump me halfway in the sea?

That would be good for a laugh.

They're not gonna respect you until you prove yourself.

And how am I supposed to prove myself by pillaging piss-poor fishing villages?

You're not.

And yet that's the task my father has given me to prove that I'm a true Iron Islander.

They're all Iron Islanders.

Do they do as they're told or do they do as they like?

The Stony Shore's not far from Torrhen's Square.

The seat of the House of Tallhart ... a more impressive prize than a few fishermen's daughters.

What, you don't think we could take it?

No, we could.

We could never hold it for more than a few days.

As soon as Winterfell got word that we'd taken Torrhen's Square, the Starks would send their men to take it back.

And then ... take me to my ship.

The Starks have overextended their lines.

Now that summer's over, they'll have a hard time keeping their men and horses fed.

The Starks understand winter better than we ever will.

The cold won't beat them.

Our spies report growing discontent among the northern lords.

They want to return home and gather the harvest before the crops turn.

And I'm sure if those same spies snuck into our own encampments, they would report growing discontent amongst the southern lords.

This is war; No one's content.

We've underestimated the Stark boy for too long.

He has a good mind for warfare, his men worship him.

And as long as he keeps winning battles, they'll keep believing he is King in the North.

You've been waiting for him to fail.

He is not going to fail, not without our help.

So how do we stop him?

We've worked through the night, My Lord.

Perhaps we'd profit from some sleep.

As I think you would, Reginald.

And because you're my cousin, I might even let you wake from that sleep.

Go, I'm sure your wife must miss you.

My wife's in Lannisport.

Well, then you'd better start riding.

Go before I change my mind and send her your head.

If your name wasn't Lannister, you'd be scrubbing out pots in the cook's tent. Go!

Not wine, water.

We'll be here for some time.

Girl.

Where are you from?

Maidenpool, My Lord.

And who are the Lords of Maidenpool?

Remind me.

House Mooton, My Lord.

And what is their Sigil?

A red salmon.

I think a Maidenpool girl would remember that.

You're a northerner, aren't you?

Good. One more time, where are you from?

Barrowton, My Lord. House Dustin.

Two crossed longaxes beneath a black crown.

And what do they say of Robb Stark in the North?

They call him the young wolf.

They say he rides into battle on the back of a giant Direwolf.

They say he can turn into a wolf himself when he wants.

They say he can't be killed.

And do you believe them?

No, My Lord.

Anyone can be killed.

Fetch that water.

A girl says nothing.

A girl keeps her mouth closed.

No one hears, and friends may talk in secret, yes?

A boy becomes a girl.

I was always a girl.

And I was always aware.

But the girl keeps secrets.

It is not for a man to spoil them.

You're one of them now.

I should have let you burn.

And you fetch water for one of them now.

Why is this right for you and wrong for me?

I didn't have a choice.

You did. I did.

And here we are.

A man pays his debts.

A man owes three.

Three what?

The Red God takes what is his, lovely girl.

And only death may pay for life.

You saved me and the two I was with.

You stole three deaths from the Red God.

We have to give them back.

Speak three names and the man will do the rest.

Three lives I will give you ... no more, no less, and we're done.

I can name anyone and you'll kill him?

A man has said.

The one who tortures everyone.

A man needs a name.

I don't know his name.

They call him the Tickler.

That is enough.

Go now, girl. Your master is thirsty.

He's not here yet.

He'd have seen us, blown the horn.

When will he come?

The Halfhand does things in his own time.

My uncle told me stories about him.

Most of them are true.

I heard the Halfhand spent half of last winter beyond the wall.

The whole winter.

He was north of the Skirling Pass when the snows came.

Had to wait for the thaw.

So it is possible for someone to survive out here on their own.

Well, possible for the Halfhand.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Gilly would love it here.

There's nothing more sickening than a man in love.

About time you did something.

At least you'll keep warm.

The fist of the First Men.

Think of how old this place is ... before the Targaryens defeated the Hendals, before the Andals took Westeros from the First Men.

Before I die, please, stop talking.

Thousands and thousands of years ago, the First Men stood here where we're standing all through the long night.

What do you think they were like, the First Men?

Stupid.

Smart people don't find themselves in places like this.

I think they were afraid.

I think they came here to get away from something.

And I don't think it worked.

Wildlings?

One blast is for rangers returning.

Wildlings is two blasts.

So you got to stand there waiting, wondering.

One blast for friends, two for foes.

And three for White Walkers.

It's been 1,000 years, but that's the only time they blow the horn three times.

But if it's been 1,000 years, how do you know?

Well...

I read it in a book.

Look.

It's Qhorin Halfhand.

Aye, we'll live another day.

Hurrah.

Take care, My Lord.

I remember reading an old sailor's proverb ...

"piss on wildfire and your cock burns off."

Oh, I have not conducted this experiment.

It could well be true.

The substance burns so hot, it melts wood, stone, even steel, and, of course, flesh.

The substance burns so hot, it melts flesh like tallow.

After the dragons died, wildfire was the key to the Targaryen power.

My companion takes issue.

If I could tell you how many crazy old men I've seen pushing carts around army camps making grand claims about jars full of pig sh1t...

No offense meant.

Our order does not deal in pig sh1t.

The substance is fire given form.

And we have been perfecting it since the days of Maegor.

To do what?

The jars are put in catapults and flung at the enemy.

How much do you have?

If you could get real soldiers to man the catapults, then maybe you'd hit your target one time in 10, but all the real soldiers are in the Riverlands with your father.

My Lord, this man is insulting.

I don't know if you've ever seen a battle, old man, but things can get a bit messy.

'Cause when we're flinging things at Stannis, he's flinging them right back at us.

Men die, men sh1t themselves, men run, which means pots falling, which means fire inside the walls, which means the poor c**ts trying to defend the city end up burning it down.

My friend remains unconvinced.

He would not dare insult my order whilst Aerys Targaryen lived.

Well, he's not living anymore.

And all his pots of wildfire didn't help him, did they?

Men win wars, not magic tricks.

We have been working tirelessly day and night ever since your royal sister commanded us to do so.

Our present count stands at 7,811, enough to burn Stannis Baratheon's fleet and armies both.

This is a sh1t idea.

I'm afraid I have to concur with my advisor, wisdom Hallyne.

The contents of this room could lay King's Landing low.

You won't be making wildfire for my sister any longer.

You'll be making it for me.

Dracarys.

Dracarys.

He'll be able to feed himself from now on.

Let him sleep, Doreah.

Yes, Khaleesi.

He loves you.

Thank you, my friend.

Did you see the dress Xaro had made for you?

They say he's the wealthiest man in Qarth.

It is known.

And if Qarth is the wealthiest city in Essos ...

The last time a rich man gave me a dress, he was selling me to Khal Drogo.

Xaro is our host, but we know nothing about him.

Men like to talk about other men when they're happy.

You would look like a real princess in Xaro's ...

She's not a princess. She's a Khaleesi.

You should wear it, Khaleesi.

You are their guest.

It would be rude not to.

And you must visit the night market.

The Qartheen night market is like no night market you've ever seen.

It sounds wonderful.

The Meereens think they have a night market.

I will take you there myself.

Please excuse me for a moment.

What are they doing?

Malakko says the statue is too heavy to carry.

Kovarro says that Malakko is an idiot.

They can pry out the gems, the rest is pure gold.

Very soft. He can chop off as much as we can carry.

My brother used to say the only thing the Dothraki knew how to do was steal things better men have built.

It's not the only thing.

They're quite good at killing the better men.

That's not the kind of queen I'm going to be.

Mother of Dragons.

On behalf of the warlocks of Qarth, I welcome you.

A demonstration?

Take this gem. Look at it.

Into its depths.

So many facets.

Look closely enough and you can see yourself in them.

Often more than once.

Should you grow tired of Xaro's baubles and trinkets, it would be an honor to host you at the House of the Undying.

You're always welcome, Mother of Dragons.

My apologies.

Pyat Pree is one of the Thirteen.

It was customary for me to extend him an invitation.

Customs die slow deaths in Qarth.

What is the House of the Undying?

It is where the warlocks go to squint at dusty books and drink shade of the evening.

It turns their lips blue and their minds soft ... so soft, they actually believe their parlor tricks are magic.

You watch over her.

Do I know you?

I know you.

Jorah Mormont of Bear Island.

Who are you?

I'm no one.

But she is the Mother of Dragons.

She needs true protectors now more than ever.

They shall come day and night to see the wonder born into the world again.

And when they see, they shall lust, for dragons are fire made flesh.

And fire is power.

It looked like Stannis.

To me it just looked like...

A shadow in the shape of a man.

In the shape of Stannis.

We should reach my son's camp tomorrow.

Will you stay there long, My Lady?

Only long enough to tell Robb what I have seen.

After that, I will leave for Winterfell.

My two youngest need me.

I've been away from them for far too long.

I never knew my mother.

I'm sorry.

My own mother died on the birthing bed when I was very young.

It's a bloody business.

What comes after is even harder.

Once you're safely back amongst your own people, will you give me leave to go, My Lady?

You mean to kill Stannis.

I swore a vow.

But Stannis has a great army around him.

His own guards are sworn to keep him safe.

I'm as good as any of them.

I should never have fled.

Renly's death was no fault of yours.

You served him bravely.

I only held him that once as he was dying.

He's gone, Brienne.

You serve nothing and no one by following him into the earth.

Renly's enemies are Robb's enemies as well.

I do not know your son, My Lady... but I could serve you if you would have me.

You have courage.

Not battle courage, perhaps, but, I don't know, a woman's kind of courage.

And I think that when the time comes, you will not hold me back.

Promise me that you will not hold me back from Stannis.

When the time comes, I will not hold you back.

Then I am yours, My Lady.

I will shield your back and give my life for yours if it comes to that.

I swear it by the Old Gods and the new.

I vow that you shall always have a place in my home and at my table and that I shall ask no service of you that might bring you dishonor.

I swear it by the Old Gods and the new.

And it's not just thieves, My Lord.

There's wolves in them hills now, more than I've ever seen.

They come down in the night and they kill my sheep.

My three sons is away fighting for your brother, My Lord.

They'll fight, keep fighting till they're told to go home.

I have no one to man my flock now. Only me.

I can't keep watch all day and all night.

We can send two orphan boys from Winterstown home with you to help watch over your flock if you can give them room and board.

My wife always prayed for more children.

We'll look after them. Thank you, My Lord.

And may the Gods bless you and yours.

Stop it.

If that's everyone, I'm going to go for a ride before dark.

Good.

Hodor.

Hodor. Bran ... Lord Stark.

Torrhen's Square is under siege.

Torrhen's Square is barely 40 leagues from here.

How can the Lannisters strike so far north?

Might be a raiding party led by the Mountain.

Might be Sellswords paid by Tywin Lannister.

We have to help them.

Most of the fighting men are away with Robb, but I can gather

200 decent men.

Do you need so many?

If we can't protect our own bannermen, why should they protect us?

Go, Ser Rodrik. Take the men you need.

Won't take long, My Lord.

Southerners don't do well up here.

So, what does it mean?

Ask your Maester Luwin.

He's the one studying books all the time.

I did ask him. He'd never heard of a three-eyed raven.

Must not mean anything, then

You're lying.

You might be a little lord, but don't you call me a liar.

You know what it means.

I never said I didn't.

You didn't give me an honest answer.

That's not the same as being a liar.

Well, it's not far off.

So, you've been dreaming of a three-eyed raven again?

In the Godswood, you told me you didn't dream.

Now who's a liar?

What did you see in your dream?

Something bad?

Tell me, boy.

I dreamt that the sea came to Winterfell.

I saw waves crashing against the gates and the water came flowing over the walls... flooded the castle.

Drowned men were floating here in the yard.

Ser Rodrik was one of them.

The sea is hundreds of miles away.

I know.

It's just a stupid dream.

I've got to get these potatoes to the kitchen.

Otherwise they'll put me in chains again.

Osha.

The three-eyed raven, what do they say about it north of the wall?

They say all sorts of crazy things north of the wall.

There.

Where?

On that Mountain.

I don't see very well.

A fire.

There's a fire.

The people sitting around it have better eyes than yours or mine.

When they see us coming, that fire becomes a signal.

Gives Mance Rayder plenty of time. to throw a party in our honor.

How many wildlings have joined him?

From what we can tell, all of them.

Mance has gathered them all like deer against the wolves.

They're almost ready to make their move.

Where?

Somewhere safe.

Somewhere south.

Can't just march into their midst.

And we can't wait for them here with nothing but a pile of stones to protect us.

You saying we should fall back to the Wall?

Mance was one of us once.

Now he's one of them.

He's gonna teach them our way of doing things.

They'll hit us in force.

And they won't run away when we hit back.

They're gonna be more organized than before, more disciplined more like us.

So we need to be more like them, do things their way.

Sneak in, kill Mance, and scatter them to the winds before they can march on the Wall.

And to do that...

We need to get rid of those lookouts.

It's not a job for 400 men.

I need to move fast and silent.

Harker, Stonesnake, Borba.

Lord Commander, I'd like to join Lord Qhorin.

I've been called lots of things, but that might be my first Lord Qhorin.

You're a steward, Snow, not a ranger.

I've fought and killed a Wight.

How many rangers can say that?

He's the one?

Aye. You killed a Wight.

You also let an old man beat you bloody and take your sword.

Craster?

In the boy's defense, that's a tough old goat.

I could take up Jon's duties while he's gone, My Lord.

It would be no trouble.

Well, I hope you make a better ranger than you do a steward.

Go on.

So, tell me, how long has your manservant been in love with you?

He's not my manservant and he's not in love with me.

He's my advisor, my friend.

Unlikely.

I can almost always tell what a man wants.

And what about what a woman wants?

Much more complicated.

You, for example, what do you want?

To cross the Narrow Sea and take back the Iron Throne.

Because I promised my Khalasar I'd protect them and find them a safe home.

You want to conquer the Seven Kingdoms?

I want them because they're mine by right.

The Iron Throne is mine and I will take it.

Ah, a conqueror.

And how did you get all of this?

Did someone give it to you?

I come from nothing.

I hit the docks like a piece of cargo, except someone normally cares what happens to cargo.

So you wanted more than you had and you took it.

You're a conqueror, too. you're just less ambitious.

What do you want, Xaro Zhoan Daxos?

At the gates of the city, you bled for me.

I will show you why.

The door and the vault is made of Valyrian stone.

The hardest steel does not make a mark.

I offered the greatest locksmiths in Qarth their weight in gold if they could break into it.

I made the same offer to the greatest thieves.

They all went home empty-handed.

The only thing that can open this door is this key.

And behind the door?

And it can all be mine?

Let us say half.

More than enough to buy horses, ships, armies ... enough to go home.

All I have to do?

Is marry me.

That was a romantic proposal.

I've already married once for love, but the Gods stole her from me.

I come from nothing.

My mother and father never owned a pair of shoes.

But marry me and I will give you the Seven Kingdoms and our children will be Princes and Princesses.

I have more ambition than you thought.

The time is right, Daenerys Targaryen, first of your name.

Robert Baratheon is dead.

If you cross the sea with an army you bought ...

The Seven Kingdoms are at war with one another.

Four false kings destroying the country.

To win Westeros, you need support from Westeros.

The usurper is dead.

The Starks fight the Lannisters, and Baratheons fight each other.

According to your new friend who earned your trust by cutting his hand?

The time to strike is now. We need to find ships and an army or we'll spend the rest of our lives rotting away at the edge of the world.

Rich men do not become rich by giving more than they get.

They'll give you ships and soldiers and they'll own you forever.

Moving carefully is the hard way, but it's the right way.

And if I'd listened to that advice outside the gates of Qarth, we'd all be dead by now.

I know the opportunity before you seems like the last you'll ever have, but you must ...

Do not speak to me like I'm a child.

I only want ...

What do you want?

Tell me.

To see you on the Iron Throne.

You have a good claim.

A title. A birthright.

But you have something more than that.

You may cover it up and deny it, but you have a gentle heart.

You would not only be respected and feared, you would be loved.

Someone who can rule and should rule.

Centuries come and go without a person like that coming into the world.

There are times when I look at you and still can't believe you're real.

So what would you have me do as my advisor?

Make your own way.

Find your own ship. You only need one.

The allies we need are in Westeros, not Qarth.

And how do I get the ship?

I'll find it for you.

A sound ship with a good captain.

I look forward to meeting him.

Khaleesi.

You should stand sideface.

Sideface?

Sideways.

Smaller target.

Am I fighting someone?

You're practicing for a fight.

You should practice right.

Guards!

Help.

Did you see anything?

Go up there. Go and see where he fell from.

Go up the back.

That is strange.

Move away.

Stand back.

He's dead.