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The Tyrells are a problem.

The Tyrells helped us defeat Stannis Baratheon.

You must see Highgarden.

I don't think the queen would let me leave King's Landing.

Once I marry Joffrey, I'll be queen.

And if you were to marry Loras...

You must give yourself to the Lord of Light.

I have a wife.

She's shut away in a tower.

And she's given you no sons, only stillborns.

I lost one son to the Kingslayer, strangled with a chain.

I grieve for your sons, my lord.

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

Do that again and I'll take your other hand.

What value was the mill?

I seized an opportunity.

We took hostages ... Willem Lannister, Martyn Lannister.

Willem and Martyn Lannister are 14 years old.

I'm not your enemy.

This woman is evil!

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

You want to assassinate a girl?

Based on whose information?

- Ser Jorah Mormont.

He is serving as advisor to the Targaryens.

You bring us the whispers of a traitor.

Beric Dondarrion? If you mean to murder me, then bloody well get on with it.

You'll die soon enough, but it won't be murder.

I sentence you to trial by combat.

Is it done, then?

Dracarys.

♪ Game of Thrones 3x05 ♪ Kissed by Fire Original Air Date on April 28, 2013 ♪

Lord, cast your light upon us.

Lord of Light, defend us.

Show us the truth.

Strike this man down if he is guilty.

Give strength to his sword if he is true.

Lord of Light, give us wisdom.

For the night is dark and full of terrors.

For the night is dark and full of terrors.

Get back.

Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.

Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.

Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.

Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.

Kill him!

Lord, cast your light upon this man, your servant.

Bring him back from death and darkness.

His flame has been extinguished.

Restore it.

For the night is dark and full of terrors.

Lord, cast...

Arya, don't!

Bring him back from death and darkness...

Let go of me! Let me go!

Looks like their god likes me more than your butcher's boy.

Burn in hell!

He will.

But not today.

Orell says there are crows patrolling on the Wall.

Tell me what you know.

There are four to a patrol ... two builders to check for structural damage, two rangers to watch for enemies.

How often do these patrols go out?

It varies.

If I knew where on the Wall we were heading, I could tell you.

You'd like to know that.

There are 19 castles guarding the Wall.

How many are manned?

Three.

You sure of that?

Which three?

Castle Black.

Aye, Castle Black.

Everyone knows Castle Black.

Which others?

Eastwatch-by-the-Sea and the Shadow Tower.

How many men remain in Castle Black?

1,000.

Liar.

What happens to your eagle after I kill you?

Does he drift away like a kite with his strings cut or does he just flop dead to the ground?

He's no crow.

Just 'cause you want him inside you don't make him one of us.

I'm not afraid of you.

I like you, boy.

But if you lie to me, I'll pull your guts out through your throat.

1,000 men.

We'll find out soon enough.

I don't need you to protect me.

Of course you do.

Who stopped Rattleshirt when he was about to cut your throat?

Who vouched for you with Mance?

It seems you owe me a debt.

Give it back.

Well, I stole it.

It's mine. If you want it, come steal it back.

Ygritte!

Ygritte!

Ygritte! Seven hells.

Ygritte!

Is Orell right?

Are you still a crow?

It's time you proved yourself.

Ygritte.

You swore some vows.

I want you to break 'em.

I want you to see me.

All of me.

We shouldn't.

We should.

Why are you still dressed?

You know nothing, Jon Sno ...

That thing you did with your mouth ... is that what lords do to their ladies in the South?

I don't know.

I just wanted to kiss you there is all.

You seemed to like it.

Aye, I liked it some.

Who taught you that?

There's been no one else. Only you.

A maid.

You were a maid.

I was a man of the Night's Watch.

How about you? Were you a maid?

What do you think?

Who was he?

Just a boy.

He came trading with his brothers.

He had red hair like me. Kissed by fire.

But... he was weak.

Not like you.

That was the first one.

Then there was this Thenn boy.

Spoke no Common, but gods, he was built like a mammoth.

Yeah, thanks. I think I've heard enough.

We'd best get back.

Tormund ...

I'm not done with you yet.

How long's it been since you had a bath?

Let's not go back.

Let's stay here a while longer.

I don't ever want to leave this cave, Jon Snow.

Not ever.

I want my gold.

It says it clearly right there on that note you'll be repaid in full when the war is over.

Piss on that! You're nothing but thieves.

We're outlaws. Outlaws steal.

You're lucky we didn't kill you.

Come try it, archer.

I'll shove those arrows up your ass.

You can't let him go. He's a murderer. He's guilty.

Not in the eyes of god.

You can't!

Enough! The judgment isn't ours to make.

Go in peace, Sandor Clegane.

The Lord of Light isn't done with you yet.

Riders coming through!

The Kingslayer.

Down!

On your knees.

Lord Bolton, I give you the Kingslayer.

Pick him up, Locke.

You've lost a hand.

No, my lord, he has it here.

Take this away.

Send it to his father?

You'll hold your tongue unless you want to lose it.

Cut her free. Apologies, my lady.

You're under my protection now.

Thank you, my lord.

Find suitable rooms for our guests.

We'll speak later.

Lord Bolton.

Is there word from the capital?

You haven't heard?

Stannis Baratheon laid siege to King's Landing.

Sailed into Blackwater Bay.

Stormed the gates with thousands of men.

And your sister...

How can I put this?

Your sister... is alive and well.

Your father's forces prevailed.

Ser Jaime isn't well.

Take him to Qyburn.

Will I die?

The corruption has spread.

I fear it must be cut away.

The safest course would be to take the whole arm off.

Then you'll die.

You're no maester.

Where's your chain?

The Citadel stripped me of it.

They found some of my experiments too bold.

I can leave your upper arm, make the cut at your elbow.

I don't need my right hand to kill you.

I can take away the rotting flesh and try and burn out the corruption with boiling wine.

With any luck, that will suffice.

You'll need milk of the poppy.

No milk of the poppy.

There will be pain.

I'll scream.

Quite a bit of pain.

I'll scream loudly.

Lord Baelish.

Your Grace.

I wonder if I might ask you for a favor.

Of course, Your Grace.

I have reason to believe that House Tyrell do not hold the crown's best interests at heart.

I see. And have you shared these suspicions with Lord Tywin?

My father's a practical man. He appreciates facts.

Myself, I often find them a hindrance.

And he appreciates those who aid his family, as you well know.

He's almost as generous to those who help us as he is unpleasant towards those who don't.

You have a good working relationship with the Tyrells.

I thought you might look into it before you leave the capital.

I shall do my best.

Thank you.

And your best will prove better than when I asked you to locate Arya Stark?

I assure you that it will.

Gods, boy, that's enough. We're not in a tavern.

Pardon, my lady.

No need to speak.

Are there any figs? Fetch some.

I always take figs midafternoon.

They help move the bowels.

To what do I owe this summons?

Thank you for seeing me, my lady.

I had hoped we might discuss a few financial matters.

I climbed all those steps to discuss financial matters?

It's the royal wedding.

I'm told you had a hand in planning it.

Naturally.

It's shaping up to be a very involved affair.

The word extravagant has been used.

What good is the word extravagant if it can't be used to describe a royal wedding?

I understand that.

Good.

But, as Master of Coin, it falls upon me to calculate the cost for the crown.

As of now, it's a huge expense.

And we're at war, Lady Olenna.

Oh, I'd nearly forgotten.

Yes, and maintaining supply lines ...

I can't think how it slipped my mind.

What is it, 12,000 infantrymen the Tyrell family has supplied?

1,800 mounted lances.

2,000 in support.

Provisions so this city might survive the winter.

A million bushels of wheat.

Half a million bushels each of barley, oats, and rye.

20,000 head of cattle.

50,000 sheep.

You don't have to lecture me about wartime expenses.

I'm quite familiar with them.

And we are so grateful for your contributions which are necessary for the preservation of the realm.

As is a royal wedding.

The people are hungry for more than just food.

They crave distractions.

And if we don't provide them, they'll create their own.

And their distractions are likely to end with us being torn to pieces.

A royal wedding is much safer.

Wouldn't you say?

I would.

And traditionally paid for by the royal family.

I was told you were drunk, impertinent, and thoroughly debauched.

You can imagine my disappointment at finding nothing but a browbeaten bookkeeper.

Where did you go for them, Volantis?

My lady ...

Oh, very well.

I won't have it said that House Tyrell refuses to play its part.

We'll pay for half the expenses and the celebrations will go on as planned.

Is that sufficient?

Quite sufficient. Thank you.

Very good, then. That's settled. Good day.

Give me that.

What are you doing?

Just mending Lord Beric's armor.

I'm going to stay on and smith for the Brotherhood.

Have you lost your mind?

When the Lannisters find this place, you think they'll spare the smiths?

They'll cave your head in with your own helmet.

The Lannisters wanted to kill me long before I joined the Brotherhood.

You don't have to do this.

I want to.

They need good men.

Robb needs good men, too. We're leaving tomorrow.

And then you ...

What? Serve him?

I've served men my entire life.

I served Master Mott at King's Landing and he sold me to the Watch.

I served Lord Tywin at Harrenhal, wondering every day if I'd get tortured or killed.

I'm done serving.

You just said you were serving Lord Beric.

He may be their leader, but they chose him.

These men are brothers. They're a family.

I've never had a family.

I can be your family.

You wouldn't be my family.

You'd be "my lady."

Willem.

Willem!

Is this a rescue?

Lannister filth! Take him!

Please, I didn't do anything. I'm just a squire.

Please ...

Bring them in.

Is that all of them?

It took five of you to murder two unarmed squires?

Not murder, Your Grace.

Vengeance.

Vengeance?

Those boys didn't kill your sons.

I saw Harrion die on the battlefield and Torrhen ...

Was strangled by the Kingslayer.

They were his kin.

They were boys!

Look at them.

Tell your mother to look at them.

She killed them as much as I.

My mother had nothing to do with this.

This was your treason.

It's treason to free your enemies.

In war, you kill your enemies.

Did your father not teach you that, boy?

Leave him.

Leave me to the king.

He wants to give me a scolding before he sets me free.

That's how he deals with treason.

Our King in the North.

Or should I call him the King Who Lost the North?

Escort Lord Karstark to the dungeon.

Hang the rest.

Mercy, sire! I didn't kill anyone.

I only watched for the guards.

This one was only the watcher.

Hang him last so he can watch the others die.

Please! Please, no. They made me do it!

They made me! They made me!

Word of this can't leave Riverrun.

They were Tywin Lannister's nephews.

The Lannisters pay their debts.

They never stop talking about it.

Would you make me a liar as well as a murderer?

It wouldn't be lying.

We will bury them and remain silent until the war is done.

I'm not fighting for justice if I don't serve justice to murderers in my ranks,

no matter how highborn.

He has to die.

The Karstarks are Northmen.

They won't forgive the killing of their lord.

Your mother's right.

If you do this, the Karstarks will abandon you.

You tended to their wounds.

You brought them supper. Now they're dead.

And more boys will keep dying until this war is over.

You need Karstark men to end it.

Spare his life. Keep him as a hostage.

A hostage.

Tell the Karstarks that as long as they remain loyal, he will not be harmed.

The blood of the First Men flows through my veins as much as yours, boy.

I fought the Mad King for your father.

I fought Joffrey for you.

We are kin ...

Stark and Karstark.

That didn't stop you from betraying me.

And it won't save you now.

I don't want it to save me.

I want it to haunt you to the end of your days.

Kneel, my lord.

Rickard Karstark,

Lord of Karhold, here in sight of gods and men, I sentence you to die.

Would you speak a final word?

Kill me and be cursed.

You are no king of mine.

Joffrey.

Cersei.

Ilyn Payne.

Ser Meryn.

The Hound.

What are you going to do with me?

At first light we'll ride for Riverrun.

Your brother's there now.

He'll make a contribution to our cause and you can go home.

I'm a hostage and you're selling me.

Don't think of it that way.

But it is that way.

It is.

And it isn't.

More is than isn't.

Beric admired your father a great deal, you know.

He wanted to refuse your ransom altogether.

So why don't you?

We need the gold.

Do I frighten you, child?

You're angry with me.

And I don't blame you.

But letting him go was the right thing.

I have more reason than most to want him hanged.

I thought he killed you.

He did.

But how...?

Thoros... how many times have you brought me back?

It's the Lord of Light brings you back.

I'm just the lucky drunk who says the words.

How many times?

Five, I think.

No, this makes six.

There was the first time ... the Mountain.

Show her.

Lance right through the chest.

Then I was stabbed in the belly.

Then it was an arrow in the back.

And that axe in the side.

Then the Lannisters caught me and executed me for treason.

Was it a hanging or a dagger in the eye?

Both. Fuckers couldn't decide.

And the Hound makes six.

Second time I've been killed by a Clegane.

You'd think you'd learn.

It's not getting any easier, you know.

I know.

Every time I come back, I'm a bit less.

Pieces of you get chipped away.

Could you bring back a man without a head?

Not six times. Just once.

I don't think it works that way, child.

He was a good man, Ned Stark.

He's at rest now, somewhere.

I would never wish my life upon him.

I would.

You're alive.

Lord, cast your light upon me.

Protect me in the darkness.

Burn away my sins.

Help me serve you.

Use me as you will.

For the night is dark and full of terrors.

I have prayed day and night for you to come to me.

My lady.

I meant to come sooner.

The battle ...

I know of your troubles, my king.

The Lady Melisandre has told me everything.

Yes, of course.

You mustn't despair. Your claim is true.

You will be victorious.

I believed that once.

You are the one god's champion and the finest man I've ever known.

Selyse.

I've broken a sacred vow.

I've sinned.

I've wronged you.

I have shamed you.

You're doing god's work.

You don't understand.

The Red Woman ... the Lady Melisandre ...

I know, Stannis.

The Lady Melisandre has told me everything.

No act done in service of the Lord of Light can ever be a sin.

When she told me, I wept with joy.

Oh, my sweet boys.

Petyr, Tommard, Edric.

I thank god every day for bringing Melisandre to us.

She gave you a son.

I gave you... nothing.

That's not true.

So you've come to see her as well?

There is no need.

You must keep away from such distractions.

She's my daughter.

I want to see her.

You are a king.

You don't need my permission.

♪ Under the sea ♪

♪ I know, I know ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ The birds have scales ♪
♪ And the fish take wing ♪
♪ I know, I know ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh... ♪

Shireen.

Father!

You've grown since I last saw you.

Mother said you fought in a battle.

Did you win?

Did the Onion Knight come back with you?

He did.

He fought bravely.

He hasn't come to visit me.

He said he'd bring me back a present from the capital.

He won't be visiting, child.

Why not? He's my friend.

Look.

He made this for me.

But don't tell Mother I have it.

It's a secret.

Mother doesn't like the Onion Knight.

Ser Davos is a traitor.

He's rotting in a dungeon cell for his crime.

Best forget him.

Not so hard. You'll scrub the skin off.

What are you doing here?

I need a bath.

Help me out of these rags.

Now get out.

There's another tub.

This one suits me fine.

Don't worry. I'm not interested.

If I faint, pull me out.

I don't intend to be the first Lannister to die in a bathtub.

Why should I care how you die?

You swore a solemn vow, remember?

You're supposed to get me to King's Landing in one piece.

Not going so well, is it?

No wonder Renly died with you guarding him.

That was unworthy. Forgive me.

You protected me better than most ...

Don't you mock me.

I'm apologizing.

I'm sick of fighting.

Let's call a truce.

You need trust to have a truce.

I trust you.

There it is. There's the look.

I've seen it for 17 years on face after face.

You all despise me.

Kingslayer.

Oathbreaker.

A man without honor.

You've heard of wildfire?

Of course.

The Mad King was obsessed with it.

He loved to watch people burn, the way their skin blackened and blistered

and melted off their bones.

He burned lords he didn't like.

He burned Hands who disobeyed him.

He burned anyone who was against him.

Before long, half the country was against him.

Aerys saw traitors everywhere.

So he had his pyromancer place caches of wildfire all over the city ... beneath the Sept of Baelor and the slums of Flea Bottom.

Under houses, stables, taverns.

Even beneath the Red Keep itself.

Finally, the day of reckoning came.

Robert Baratheon marched on the capital after his victory at the Trident.

But my father arrived first with the whole Lannister army at his back, promising to defend the city against the rebels.

I knew my father better than that.

He's never been one to pick the losing side.

I told the Mad King as much.

I urged him to surrender peacefully.

But the king didn't listen to me.

He didn't listen to Varys who tried to warn him.

But he did listen to Grand Maester Pycelle, that grey, sunken c**t.

"You can trust the Lannisters," he said.

"The Lannisters have always been true friends of the crown."

So we opened the gates and my father sacked the city.

Once again, I came to the king, begging him to surrender.

He told me to... bring him my father's head.

Then he... turned to his pyromancer.

"Burn them all," he said.

"Burn them in their homes.

Burn them in their beds."

Tell me, if your precious Renly commanded you to kill your own father and stand by while thousands of men, women, and children burned alive, would you have done it?

Would you have kept your oath then?

First, I killed the pyromancer.

And then when the king turned to flee, I drove my sword into his back.

"Burn them all," he kept saying.

"Burn them all."

I don't think he expected to die.

He ... he meant to... burn with the rest of us and rise again, reborn as a dragon to turn his enemies to ash.

I slit his throat to make sure that didn't happen.

That's where Ned Stark found me.

If this is true... why didn't you tell anyone?

Why didn't you tell Lord Stark?

Stark?

You think the honorable Ned Stark wanted to hear my side?

He judged me guilty the moment he set eyes on me.

By what right does the wolf judge the lion?

By what right?

Help! Help!

The Kingslayer!

Jaime.

My name is Jaime.

Onion Knight.

Ser Onion Knight.

Princess? Gods, what are you doing here?

Shh, you'll wake Bert.

Bert?

He's the fat one. He's on guard duty tonight.

He likes to drink wine and sleep a lot.

Go back to your room. You're not supposed to be here.

If your father knew ...

He said you were a traitor.

Are you?

I am, child.

I disobeyed my king, your father, and now I'm paying the price.

I don't care. You're my friend.

You must get bored down here.

I brought you something to read.

It's about Aegon and his dragons.

Aegon used to live here. Did you know that?

And the Targaryens built this castle.

So they did.

You can hide the book under your cloak.

It's a good one. I'll bring you more.

Thank you, my lady. I'm sure it's a fine book, but it's wasted on me.

Take it. I have more.

My lady, I can't read the words.

You can't?

I'll teach you. I'll come when Bert's on duty and teach you.

No. No. No.

It's easy. It'll be fun.

Go. We can't.

Why not?

What will they do, lock us in cells?

I wouldn't know where to start.

At the beginning.

This word is Aegon.

When you see A, E, and G together like that, it sounds like egg.

And the title of the whole book is "An History of Aegon the Conqueror

and His Conquest of Westeros."

It was a bitch of a siege.

Mm, you were first through the breach at Pyke?

The second. Thoros of Myr went in alone, waving that flaming sword of his.

Thoros of Myr. Bloody madman.

Robert knighted you after the battle?

Proudest moment of my life.

One knee in the dust, the king's sword on my shoulder, listening to the words.

"In the name of the Warrior, I charge you to be brave."

All I could think of was how badly I had to piss.

In full plate metal for 16 hours.

Never occurred to me till the fighting was over.

I was very nearly the first man knighted to piss on the king's boots.

Robert would have laughed.

He was a good man, a great warrior.

And a terrible king.

I burned away my years fighting for terrible kings.

You swore an oath.

And a man of honor keeps his vows, even if he's serving a drunk or a lunatic.

Just once in my life before it's over, I want to know what it's like to serve with pride, to fight for someone I believe in.

Do you believe in her?

With all my heart.

These are the ones?

Yes, khaleesi. The officers.

All Unsullied boys are given new names when they are cut ...

Grey Worm, Red Flea, Black Rat.

Names that remind them what they are ... vermin.

King Robert wanted her dead.

Of course he wanted her dead.

She's a Targaryen. The last Targaryen.

I suppose no one on the small council could speak sense to him.

I didn't sit on the small council.

Doesn't the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard traditionally ...

Traditionally, yes, but I killed a dozen of Robert's friends during his rebellion.

He didn't want advice on how to govern from a man who had fought for the Mad King.

Can't say I minded much.

I always hated the politics.

Yeah, I imagine I would, too.

Hours spent jabbering about backstabbings and betrayals the world over.

Mm-hmm.

Still, she'll have to wade through that muck if she wants to rule the Seven Kingdoms.

She'll have good men around her to advise her, men with experience.

Which men do you have in mind?

Forgive me, Ser Jorah, for what I'm about to say, but your reputation in Westeros has suffered over the years.

It suffered for a reason.

I sold men into slavery.

I don't know if your presence by her side will help our cause when we go home.

Our cause?

Forgive me, Ser Barristan, but I was busy defending the khaleesi against King Robert's assassins while you were still bowing to the man.

We both want her to rule. Am I wrong?

You only joined us a few days ago.

I can't speak to your intentions.

If we're truly her loyal servants, we will do whatever needs to be done, no matter the cost, no matter our pride.

You're not Lord Commander here.

You're just another exile.

And I take my orders from the queen.

Come to bed.

You were right.

The Karstarks are gone.

Almost half our forces.

Tywin Lannister knows what he needs to do to make us unravel.

Nothing.

Only wait.

Don't let him.

What can I do?

Attack King's Landing?

There's nothing he'd like better.

He'd crush us in a day.

We could ride north.

Take your land back from the Greyjoys.

Wait out the winter.

Winter could last five years.

Once my bannermen are home again, sitting by the fire, surrounded by their families, warm and safe, they'll never ride south again.

When I gathered my lords together, we had a purpose, a mission.

Now we're like a band of bickering children.

Give them a new purpose.

What?

Oh, I don't know.

I don't even know where Winterfell is.

Here.

And we're here. King's Landing ...

What is it?

I can't force them to meet us in the field and I can't attack them where they're strongest, but I can attack them where they're not.

And Casterly Rock can't run away.

I'm going to take their home away from them.

Can you do it?

I need men to replace the Karstarks who marched home.

There is only one person in this kingdom with that kind of army who hasn't already sided with the Lannisters.

The man whose daughter I was supposed to marry ...

Walder Frey.

He's such a splendid fighter.

Do you have any idea when we might...

I'll plant the seed as soon as Joffrey and I are married.

It should grow quickly.

Joffrey won't let me leave.

He's got too many reasons to keep me here.

And only one to let you go.

Because it will please me.

Squire!

Well fought, ser.

That was no fight. I don't know you.

Olyver, if it please you.

I should like to see you spar with a proper partner, ser.

How did you know?

Know what?

That I wanted to.

My lord...

I'll have you know I'm to be married soon and even my intended hasn't the slightest notion.

They rarely do, in my experience.

You have a good deal of experience, do you?

With the husbands.

That didn't take long.

Well, it took long enough.

It seems our Knight of Flowers is engaged to be wed.

Is he?

And... who's the lucky girl?

She may not be the grandest ship in the world or the fastest, but she's mine.

I've always wanted a ship.

Now I want a dozen.

Strange, isn't it?

What is?

It doesn't matter what we want, once we get it, then we want something else.

Your hair is different.

Is it?

Lady Margaery wears it that way.

Many ladies wear it this way.

I have good news.

I'll be leaving the city soon.

You still want me to come with you?

It's not a question of what I want.

It's what you want.

You want to go home, don't you?

Of course. More than anything.

But maybe it would be better to wait.

I've been thinking how dangerous it would be.

Not just for me, but for you.

You've been so kind.

I'd feel terrible if anything happened to you.

I can't tell you how touched I am by your concern for my welfare.

I hope you know that I'm your friend, Sansa.

Your true friend.

I do, Lord Baelish.

Petyr.

Petyr.

If you wish to stay, then of course you will stay.

We'll speak again when I return.

You're late.

What's she doing here?

Our business concerns her, too.

Sit.

You'll be pleased to learn that after one conversation with Olenna Tyrell, I've saved the crown hundreds of thousands on this wedding.

Never mind that now.

We have something important to discuss.

I'm Master of Coin. Saving money is important.

Stop that.

You're making me uncomfortable.

Your sister has learned that your new friends the Tyrells are plotting to marry Sansa Stark to Ser Loras.

Very well.

She's a lovely girl.

Missing some of Loras' favorite bits, but I'm sure they'll make do.

Your jokes are not appreciated.

It wasn't my best, but ...

I bring them into the royal fold and this is how they repay me, by trying to steal the key to the North out from under me.

Sansa is the key to the North?

I seem to remember she has an older brother.

The Karstarks have marched home.

The young wolf has lost half his army. His days are numbered.

Theon Greyjoy murdered both his brothers.

That makes Sansa Stark the heir to Winterfell.

And I am not about to hand her over to the Tyrells.

The Tyrell army is helping us to win this war.

Do you really think it's wise to refuse them?

There's nothing to refuse. This is a plot.

Plots are not public knowledge.

And the Tyrells won't carry this one out until after Joffrey's wedding.

We need to act first and kill this union in its crib.

And how do we do that?

We find Sansa Stark a different husband.

Wonderful.

Yes, it is.

You can't mean it.

I can and I do.

Joffrey has made this poor girl's life miserable since the day he took her father's head.

Now she's finally free of him and you give her to me?

That's cruel even for you.

Do you intend on mistreating her?

The girl's happiness is not my concern, nor should it be yours.

She's a child!

She's flowered, I assure you. She and I have discussed it at length.

There, you see? You will wed her, bed her, and put a child in her.

Surely you're capable of that.

And if I refuse?

You wanted to be rewarded for your valor in battle.

Sansa Stark is a finer reward than you could ever dare hope for.

And it is past time you were wed.

I was wed.

Or don't you remember?

Only too well.

You should be thanking the gods for this.

This is more than you deserve.

Tyrion will do as he's bid.

As will you.

What do you mean?

You'll marry Ser Loras.

I will not.

The boy is heir to Highgarden.

Tyrion will secure the North, you will secure the Reach.

No, I won't do it.

Yes, you will.

You're still fertile. You need to marry again and breed.

I am Queen Regent, not some broodmare.

You're my daughter!

You will do as I command and you will marry Loras Tyrell and put an end to the disgusting rumors about you once and for all.

Father, don't make me do it again, please.

Not another word.

My children.

You've disgraced the Lannister name for far too long.

♪ It's always summer ♪

♪ Under the sea ♪

♪ I know, I know ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ The birds have scales ♪

♪ And the fish take wing ♪

♪ I know, I know ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ The rain is dry ♪

♪ And snow falls up ♪

♪ I know, I know ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ The stones crack open ♪

♪ The water burns ♪

♪ The shadows come to dance ♪

♪ My lord ♪

♪ The shadows come ♪

♪ To play ♪

♪ The shadows come to dance ♪

♪ My lord ♪

♪ The shadows come ♪

♪ To stay. ♪

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Why you help us?

He takes us prisoner and now he's our friend?

You're not our prisoner, little lady.

You're lucky we found you.

These woods aren't safe for Ned Stark's daughter.

Ride east. Your sister's waiting for you.

Come on. Come on.

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

I might be able to take you with me.

Watch out for her.

Watch out for her with him.

The Lord of Harrenhal will make a worthy suitor for the widow Arryn.

My lord. - You'll leave for the Eyrie as soon as possible.

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.

What have we here? Frozen crows?

Bet you feed that pig better than you feed us.

That pig's got value to me.

What is it?

Come, my lord.

You're a long way from home and winter is coming.

I want to buy them all.

8,000.

Master Kraznys says you cannot afford this.

I have dragons.

They want the biggest one.

Done.

I'll take you as well, now.

You think you're the smartest man there is.

And if you get in any trouble, all you've got to do is say "my father."

You're nothing without your daddy.

Never forget that.

Here, this should help you remember.

How many of those fingers do you think we could shove up his ass?

Depends if he's had any practice.

Is that the sort of thing you and your sister go in for, Kingslayer?

She loosened you up for us?

He's going to fall.

He's going to fall off his horse. Someone help him.

Water.

Water.

Please, water.

Wa-water.

Water, please.

Please. Please.

If I die, you won't be getting ...

Oh, enough.

Here.

Can't say that I've ever seen a man drink horse piss that fast.

Stop!

Far enough.

Do that again and I'll take your other hand.

Come on, you.

Oh, Lord Tyrion. Come in, come in.

I hope we might speak.

In confidence.

Oh, always in confidence.

About the events of the Blackwater.

Perhaps this is the wrong time?

Oh, no. It's a wonderful time.

I thought one of your little birds might have knowledge of my sister's intentions to ...

End your life?

I didn't inherit Littlefinger's spies along with his position, I'm afraid.

Which is why I'm coming to you.

I need proof.

Proof?

Will there be a trial?

I need to know.

I have no proof, only whispers.

Before all this nastiness, I was going to tell you the story of how I was cut.

Do you want to hear it still?

I don't know. Do I?

As a boy, I travelled with a troupe of actors through the Free Cities.

One day in Myr, a certain man made my master an offer too tempting to refuse.

I feared the man meant to use me as I'd heard some men used small boys.

But what he wanted was far worse.

He gave me a potion that made me powerless to move or speak, yet did nothing to dull my senses.

With a hooked blade he sliced me, root and stem, chanting all the while.

He burned my parts in a brazier.

The flames turned blue and I heard a voice answer his call.

I still dream of that night.

Not of the sorcerer, not of his blade.

I dream of the voice from the flames.

Was it a god? A demon?

A conjuror's trick?

I don't know.

But the sorcerer called and a voice answered.

And ever since that day, I have hated magic and all those who practice it.

But you can see why I was eager to aid in your fight against Stannis and his Red Priestess.

A symbolic revenge of sorts.

Yes, ahem. I feel the need for actual revenge against the actual person who tried to have me killed.

Which will require a degree of influence, which ...

You do not possess at the moment.

But influence is largely a matter of patience, I have found.

Once I had served the sorcerer's purpose, he threw me out of his house to die.

I resolved to live to spite him.

I begged.

I sold what parts of my body remained to me.

I became an excellent thief and soon learned that the contents of a man's letters are more valuable than the contents of his purse.

Step by step, one distasteful task after another, I made my way from the slums of Myr to the small council chamber.

Influence grows like a weed.

I tended mine patiently until its tendrils reached from the Red Keep all the way across to the far side of the world where I managed to wrap them around something very special.

The sorcerer.

Hello, my old friend.

It's been a long time.

I have no doubt the revenge you want will be yours in time... if you have the stomach for it.

When people talk about the Night's Watch, they never mention the shoveling.

Or the sh1t.

They tell you about honor, pardoning crimes, and protecting the realm, but shoveling really is most of it.

And getting attacked or killed or worse.

And that. But when you're not getting attacked or killed, usually you're shoveling.

Oh, look.

More sh1t.

I was starting to wonder what to do with the rest of my day.

We need to get out of here.

When the Lord Commander says we go, we go.

The Lord Commander told us to go to the Fist of the First Men.

How'd that turn out for us?

He had no way of knowing.

We do now.

We know what's out there.

Craster's been out here surviving.

So he's your new protector now?

Our good friend Craster?

We're like the sons he never had.

Mormont isn't gonna save you.

This lummox here isn't gonna save you.

When the walkers come calling, Craster will serve us up like so many pigs.

If we want to live... we'll have to look out for ourselves.

Shh, shh, shh.

You woke him.

I'm sorry.

He's beautiful.

He's beautiful.

Does he have a name?

Are you going to give him one?

Here.

Gilly. You said to hold it for you until you came back.

You're back.

I wanted you to have it.

I don't want your stupid thimble.

I want to save my baby's life. Can you do that?

Can you?

I don't have time for you.

I don't have time for anyone but him because he doesn't have much time.

You have to go after him.

You know how.

Brandon.

Mother.

How many times have I told you?

No climbing.

Mother, I need to find it.

It's here. It's calling me.

I want you to promise me.

No more climbing. Promise me.

Promise me! Promise me!

Mother! Mother!

Promise me! Promise me, Bran!

Promise me!

Is he very large?

No larger than usual, apparently.

And yet they said that he was ...

Extraordinary.

The most extraordinary man they've ever had.

And they've had a lot of men.

We're talking about the same Podrick?

The quiet boy in Lord Tyrion's service?

Seems a bit simple?

What did he do to them?

I don't know, my lord.

The girls are usually quite descriptive.

So what did they say?

They said it was hard to describe.

Prodigies appear in the oddest of places.

And what did Littlefinger say about this loss of income?

He was too preoccupied to notice.

He's leaving for the Eyrie soon.

I'm helping him prepare for his journey.

Ah, yes, to pursue his enduring love of the Lady Arryn and the title that comes with her.

Sad, really.

Is that all it takes to make our friend lose interest in poor Sansa Stark?

He hasn't spoken to her since the last time, as far as I know.

But I don't think he's lost interest.

What makes you say so?

His shipboard inventory.

You can read.

Rare for a woman in your profession.

Former profession.

Of course.

I'm missing something obvious you're about to point out?

Two featherbeds.

He's bringing two featherbeds for the cabin.

Who is important enough to Littlefinger to merit a featherbed besides Littlefinger?

Could he be bringing one of his girls?

He's not interested in them, my lord.

How do you know?

Because I'm one of his girls.

Prodigies in odd places indeed.

Rhaenyra Targaryen was murdered by her brother, or rather his dragon.

It ate her while her son watched.

What's left of her is buried in the crypts right down there.

The ceremony is traditionally held in the main sanctum, which seats 700 comfortably.

There appears to be a good deal of room elsewhere on the premises for everyone else.

There aren't more than 700 people of any importance.

No, the rest are there to look adoringly upon the 700 to remind them how superior they must be to have the best seats.

Over there in that urn, the ashes of Aerion Targaryen.

Aerion Brightflame they called him.

He thought drinking wildfire would turn him into a dragon.

He was wrong.

And, of course, there's the Mad King, killed by my uncle.

Would you like to see where the last Targaryens are buried?

Are you sure Lady Margaery doesn't find all this a bit macabre?

Oh, no, it's quite all right, Your Grace.

I'd love to see their tombs, really.

It's like taking a walk through history.

The tomb's just up here.

This is so exciting.

You were married here, Your Grace?

Must seem like only yesterday.

Seems like a lifetime ago.

Your husband, was he buried here as well?

No, he wanted his remains returned to Storm's End.

Such a tragedy.

A fairly predictable tragedy.

Hunting and drinking don't mix.

I should say not.

My son's a hunter. It helps him forget he's never been within a mile of a real battle.

I seem to recall he laid siege to Storm's End for the better part of a year.

All he laid siege to was the banquet table in the command tent.

I told him to stay out of Robert's rebellion.

He had no business fighting an actual warrior.

We mothers do what we can to keep our sons from the grave.

But they do seem to yearn for it.

We shower them with good sense, and it slides right off like rain off a wing.

And yet the world belongs to them.

A ridiculous arrangement, to my mind.

The gods have seen fit to make it so.

My father didn't want them here.

He was going to have their bodies burned and thrown in the Blackwater, but the High Septon convinced him otherwise.

I'm glad he did.

I'm sorry, Your Grace.

I know they did terrible things at the end, but their ancestors built this.

Sometimes severity is the price we pay for greatness.

I couldn't agree more.

Shall we go and see them?

If you give them your love, they will return it a thousandfold.

I've spoken with them.

I know how they feel about you.

You led the defense of King's Landing.

They adore you.

Open the doors.

Joffrey.

Wait.

Lady Margaery!

Lady Margaery!

Bless you, Lady Margaery!

Lady Margaery!

Lady Margaery!

Margaery!

Long live Lady Margaery!

King Joffrey!

King Joffrey! King Joffrey!

King Joffrey!

Gods bless King Joffrey!

How far is it to Deepwood Motte?

Not far, my lord.

Your sister is waiting for you there.

She sent you to save me?

I served them, the men who were torturing you.

I did what they told me and waited for the right moment.

Why would you risk your life for me?

I grew up on Saltcliffe, my lord.

I was only a boy when they took you away.

My father brought me and my brothers up to the bluffs so we could watch the ship that carried you off.

I remember the look on my father's face when he told us,

"That's Balon Greyjoy's last living son."

And those are the words I heard over and over again when I saw what they were doing to you.

Those men, they said my father knew what they were doing to me.

Did he?

I ... I don't know, my lord.

They ... they never told me much.

My sister's men are loyal to her.

We don't need to hide from them.

Not all those are your sister's men.

Some of them are loyal to your father.

What is it?

I was just thinking how jealous I was when my father told Yara to take this place.

What did he tell you to do?

Raid fishing villages.

He didn't trust me.

Thought I was a Stark.

Ha. I could never be a Stark.

Robb Stark always reminded me of that.

He lorded it over you?

Didn't have to.

All he had to do was be.

Be who he was born to be.

His life fit him better than his clothes.

How could someone like that ever be a brother to me?

He's the King in the North.

And me... my father gave me a choice and I made it.

I could never be a Stark.

But ironborn, that's what I was born to be.

I paid the iron price for Winterfell.

I murdered those boys.

The Stark boys?

Never found them.

Just some poor orphans living with a farmer.

I let Dagmer slit their throats and I let him burn the bodies... so I could keep Winterfell... and make my father proud.

Maybe it's not too late.

It is.

My real father lost his head at King's Landing.

I made a choice... and I chose wrong.

And now I've burned everything down.

Not everything, my lord.

She's up here.

Yara.

Wait.

I brought him back. He killed the others.

What? No, I didn't.

You can't!

No, please stop!

Put him back where he belongs.

What are you doing?

I'm dying.

You can't die.

You need to live to take revenge.

I don't care about revenge.

You coward.

A little misfortune and you're giving up.

Misfor ... misfortune?

You lost your hand.

My sword hand. I was that hand.

You have a taste ... one taste of the real world where people have important things taken from them and you whine and cry and quit.

You sound like a bloody woman.

I know what you did for me.

You told them Tarth was full of sapphires.

It's called the Sapphire Isle because of the blue of its water.

You knew that.

Why did you help me?

You wanted to speak to me?

Yes, about Jaime.

What about him?

I wanted to make sure we're doing everything we can to get him back.

When Catelyn Stark took Tyrion prisoner... what did I do in response?

You started a war.

And if I would start a war for that lecherous little stump, what do you think I am doing for my oldest son and heir?

Whatever you can.

Whatever I can.

You're still here.

Did it ever occur to you that I might be the one who deserves your confidence and your trust, not your sons?

Not Jaime or Tyrion, but me.

Years and years of lectures on family and legacy ... the same lecture, really, just with tiny, tedious variations ... did it ever occur to you that your daughter might be the only one listening to them? Living by them?

That she might have the most to contribute to your legacy that you love so much more than your actual children?

All right. Contribute.

The Tyrells are a problem.

The Tyrells helped us defeat Stannis Baratheon.

The Tyrells saved your life, your children's lives.

Margaery has her claws in Joffrey.

She knows how to manipulate him.

Good.

I wish you knew how to manipulate him.

I don't distrust you because you're a woman.

I distrust you because you're not as smart as you think you are.

You've allowed that boy to ride roughshod over you and everyone else in this city.

Perhaps... you should try stopping him from doing what he likes.

I will.

Do you like it, Nana?

Another golden rose. How original.

I eat from plates stamped with roses.

I sleep in sheets embroidered with roses.

I have a golden rose painted on my chamber pot, as if that makes it smell any better.

Roses are boring, dear.

"Growing strong."

Ha! The dullest words of any house.

"Winter is coming!"

Now that's memorable.

"We do not sow." Strong. Strong.

Those are houses you watch out for.

Direwolves and krakens, fierce beasts.

But a golden rose growing strong ... ha, that strikes fear in the heart.

Look, little loves.

A spider in the garden.

Run along now.

Grow strong.

My lady.

I wanted to personally welcome you to King's Landing.

The city has been made brighter by your presence.

The city is made brighter by my presence?

Is that your usual line, Lord Varys?

Are you here to seduce me?

A little obvious, perhaps.

Oh, no, please.

Seduce away. It's been so long.

Though I rather think it's all for naught.

What happens when the nonexistent bumps against the decrepit?

A question for the philosophers.

But you've come mincing all this way for something.

Might I sit?

Come, I've heard you're such a clever man.

I'm curious why you've sought me out.

You've taken an interest in Sansa Stark.

Have I?

Because I spoke to her once in this garden and one of your little spies came running to tell you?

Why shouldn't I take an interest?

She's an interesting girl.

Is she?

No, not particularly.

But she's had an interesting childhood.

She has, sadly.

Well, forgive me for wasting your time, then.

I thought we shared certain hopes for her well-being.

Come, come.

You surrender rather easily.

Walk with me.

I know the walls have ears, but apparently the shrubbery does, too.

I choose my allies carefully and my enemies more carefully still.

Which is Sansa Stark?

Neither. A babe in the woods.

I admired her father.

Ned Stark had many admirers, and how many stepped forward when the executioner came for his head?

I could not help Lord Stark.

Perhaps I can help his daughter.

You're not the only one who has taken an interest in her.

That's hardly surprising.

She's a beautiful girl with a famous name.

Indeed. She'd make a lovely match for the right suitor.

It almost feels as if you're about to arrive at the point.

Littlefinger is not long for the capital.

A confidant of mine has told me that when he goes, Sansa Stark goes with him.

And why have you come to me with this matter?

Littlefinger was born with no lands, no wealth, no armies.

He has acquired the first two.

How long before he has the army?

Perhaps you'll laugh, but I know him better than most and this is the truth.

Littlefinger is one of the most dangerous men in Westeros.

If Robb Stark falls, Sansa Stark is the key to the North.

And if Littlefinger marries her, he'll have the key in his pocket.

Which seems such a shame.

Why should a man with such a low reputation steal away such a lovely bride?

You must despise him.

You're working so hard to undermine him.

Actually, I rather enjoy him.

But he would see this country burn if he could be king of the ashes.

You are a clever man, Lord Varys.

You are too kind.

I believe I have a possible solution.

One doesn't need to be clever for that.

It's all rather obvious, isn't it?

Ahem.

I didn't mean to disturb you.

You haven't.

We'd like some privacy, please.

If you wouldn't mind waiting back inside the keep.

Or if you'd be kind enough to give me your names, I'll ask the king to speak with you himself.

What did you pray for?

I can't tell you.

Why not?

I'll tell you what I prayed for in the sept this morning.

Let's see, for my family's health and happiness, for an end to the war, for a short winter.

Boring and traditional, I'm afraid.

And you?

I'm sorry, I just can't.

My cousin Alanna was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

When I was 12, I was all elbows and knees and Alanna looked like a goddess sent to torture me.

Pig-face, she called me.

Pig-face? That's ridiculous.

I think it had something to do with my nose.

Whenever she passed me in the halls, she'd oink.

So I prayed that she'd catch a horrible skin disease.

A week after that, she came down with porridge plague.

Porridge plague?

You don't have it in the North?

Your skin starts to look like boiled oats and eventually your face slides off and you die in agony.

But that's awful.

You're ...

I believed you!

Porridge plague. I'm an idiot.

Don't say that. No, you're not.

So what happened to Alanna?

Oh, she grew up to be the most beautiful woman and married a handsome lord and they have darling children and live in a castle by the sea.

It's all terribly frustrating.

I'm sure she's jealous of you now.

You'll be married here in the capital and she'll have to come watch and pretend to be happy that you're queen.

I want us to be friends, good friends.

That would make me very happy.

You must see Highgarden.

You'd love it there. I know you would.

We have a great masquerade the night of the harvest moon.

You should see the costumes.

People work on them for months.

I ... I don't think the queen would let me leave King's Landing.

The Queen Regent, you mean.

Once I marry Joffrey, I'll be queen.

And if you were to marry Loras...

Oh, your place would be at Highgarden, wouldn't it?

We would be sisters, you and I.

Would you like that?

His name was Bannen.

He was a good man, a good ranger.

He came to us from ... where did he come from?

Down White Harbor way.

He came to us from White Harbor.

Never failed in his duty.

He kept his vows the best he could.

He rode far, fought fiercely.

We shall never see his like again.

And now his watch has ended.

And now his watch has ended.

Didn't think a broke foot could kill a man.

It wasn't his foot that killed him.

That b*st*rd Craster starved him to death.

Craster's got his daughters to feed.

You on his side?

We can't just show up and steal all his food.

We're brothers of the Night's Watch, not thieves.

The day we leave, Craster will tap a barrel of our wine and sit down to a feast of ham and potatoes and laugh at us starving in the snow.

He's a bloody wildling is all he is.

Never knew Bannen could smell so good.

You have one son, don't you, Mormont?

I had my 99th.

You ever meet a man with 99 sons?

And more daughters than I can count.

I'm glad for you.

Are you now?

Me, I'll be glad when you and yours have gone.

As soon as our wounded are strong enough.

They're as strong as they're gonna get.

Them that's dying, why don't you cut their throats and be done with it?

Or leave them if you've not the stomach and I'll sort them myself.

Whose throat you gonna cut, old man?

Wait outside.

It's cold outside and there's nothing to eat.

My wives gave you bread.

There's sawdust in the bread.

You don't like it, you go out there and eat the snow.

I'd rather eat what you've got hidden away.

I told you to wait outside.

He's sitting there drinking our wine, eating his fill while we die.

I gave you crows enough.

I've got to feed my women!

So you admit you've got a hidden larder, then?

How else'd you make it through winter?

Enough! Out!

I am a godly man.

You're a stingy b*st*rd!

b*st*rd?

Out with you, you little thief.

And you! And you!

Go sleep in the cold on empty bellies.

I'll chop the hands off the next man who calls me b*st*rd.

You are a b*st*rd.

A daughter-fucking, wildling b*st*rd.

The gods will curse us for this.

By all the laws ...

There are no laws beyond the Wall.

Now show us where he hides the food or you'll get the same as he did.

Unhand her.

I shall have your head for this.

Quickly. Quickly.

What's happening?

I'm not going out there.

No, we have to go. Now!

Follow me. I know the best way.

Come on.

Run fast, Piggy, and sleep well!

I'll be cutting your throat one of these nights.

Can I take this hood off yet?

I do apologize, little lady, but it's better for you if you don't see where we're going.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Halt!

What is it?

Blackstrap rum.

Not easy finding molasses in wartime.

I'd have some.

Let's go home.

What is this place?

Somewhere neither wolves nor lions come prowling.

You look like a bunch of swineherds.

Some of us were swineherds.

And some of us tanners and masons.

That was before.

You're still swineherds and tanners and masons.

You think carrying a crooked spear makes you a soldier?

Fighting in a war makes you a soldier.

Beric Dondarrion?

You've seen better days.

And I won't see them again.

Stark deserters.

Baratheon deserters.

You lot aren't fighting in a war.

You're running from it.

Last I heard, you were King Joffrey's guard dog.

But here you are

1,000 miles from home.

Which of us is running?

Untie these ropes and we'll find out.

What are you doing leading a mob of peasants?

Ned Stark ordered me to execute your brother in King Robert's name.

Ned Stark is dead.

King Robert is dead.

My brother's alive.

You're fighting for ghosts.

That's what we are ... ghosts waiting for you in the dark.

You can't see us, but we see you.

No matter whose cloak you wear ...

Lannister, Stark, Baratheon ... you prey on the weak, the Brotherhood without Banners will hunt you down.

You found god? Is that it?

Aye. I've been reborn in the light of the one true god.

As have we all.

As would any man who's seen the things we've seen.

If you mean to murder me, then bloody well get on with it.

You'll die soon enough, dog.

But it won't be murder, only justice.

And a kinder fate than you deserve.

Lions you call yourselves.

At the Mummer's Ford, girls of seven years were raped and babes still on the breast were cut in two while their mothers watched.

I wasn't at the Mummer's Ford.

Dump your dead children at some other door.

House Clegane was built upon dead children.

I saw them lay Prince Aegon and Princess Rhaenys before the Iron Throne.

Do you take me for my brother?

Is being born Clegane a crime?

Murder is a crime.

I never touched the Targaryen babes.

I never saw them, never smelled them, never heard them bawling.

You want to cut my throat, get on with it!

But don't call me murderer and pretend that you're not.

You murdered Mycah.

The butcher's boy.

My friend.

He was 12 years old. He was unarmed.

And you rode him down.

You slung him over your horse like he was some deer.

Aye, he was a bleeder.

You don't deny killing this boy?

I was Joffrey's sworn shield.

The boy attacked the prince.

That's a lie!

I hit Joffrey. Mycah just ran away.

Then I should have killed you.

Not my place to question princes.

You stand accused of murder.

But no one here knows the truth of the charge, so it is not for us to judge you.

Only the Lord of Light may do that now.

I sentence you to trial by combat.

So, who will it be?

Should we find out if your fire god really loves you, priest?

Or you, archer? What are you worth with a sword in your hand?

Or is the little girl the bravest one here?

She might be.

But it's me you'll fight.

The master says they are untested.

He says you would be wise to blood them early.

There are many small cities between here and there, cities ripe for sacking.

Should you take captives, the masters will buy the healthy ones and for a good price.

And who knows?

In 10 years, some of the boys you send them may be Unsullied in their turn.

Thus all shall prosper.

Is it done, then? They belong to me?

It is done.

You hold the whip.

Dracarys.

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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.

They're growing fast.

Not fast enough.

I need an army.

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.

- Who are you?

Thoros of Myr.

Who do you fight for?

The Brotherhood without Banners.

The lords of Westeros want to burn the countryside.

We're trying to save it.

Your sister sent me.

Yara?

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

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

I am Barristan Selmy, Kingsguard to your father.

I will not fail you again.

What's wrong with him?

He's a warg.

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

He's scouting for us.

Orell, where were you this time?

The Fist of the First Men.

What did you see?

Dead crows.

Get up, Tarly. I forbid you to die.

You're responsible for him.

Make sure he gets back alive.

So good to see you again, Clegane.

Girl.

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

Get up.

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

Enough to buy me a new head?

If I may, nephew, I encountered a situation with one of my lieutenants at the Stone Mill which may have some bearing ...

Why don't you shut your mouth about that damned mill?

And don't call him "nephew." He is your king.

Robb knows I meant him no disr ...

You're lucky I'm not your king.

I wouldn't let you wave your blunders around like a victory flag.

My blunder sent Tywin's mad dog scurrying back to Casterly Rock with his tail between his legs.

I think King Robb understands we're not gonna win this war if he's the only one winning any battles.

No, there's glory enough to go around.

It's not about glory.

Your instructions were to wait for him to come to you.

I seized an opportunity.

What value was the mill?

The Mountain was garrisoned across the river from it.

Is he there now?

Of course not. We took the fight to him.

He could not withstand us.

I wanted to draw the Mountain into the west, into our country where we could surround him and kill him.

I wanted him to chase us, which he would have done because he is a mad dog without a strategic thought in his head.

I could have that head on a spike by now.

Instead, I have a mill.

We took hostages.

Willem Lannister. Martyn Lannister.

Willem and Martyn Lannister are 14 years old.

Martyn is 15, I believe.

Tywin Lannister has my sisters.

Have I sued for peace?

Do you think he'll sue for peace because we have his father's brother's great-grandsons?

How many men did you lose?

But for every man we lost, the Lannisters ...

We need our men more than Tywin needs his!

I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

You would have.

Right here today at this gathering if you had been patient.

We seem to be running short of patience here.

You know who isn't?

Tywin Lannister.

Intimate. Lovely table.

Better chairs than the old small council chamber.

Conveniently close to your own quarters. I like it.

What news of Jaime?

20,000 unwashed Northerners have known about his escape for weeks.

Collectively, you control more spies and informants than the rest of the world combined.

Do you mean to tell me that none of you has any notion of where he is?

We are trying, my lord.

Try harder.

What do we have, then?

Robb Stark and most of his bannermen are in Riverrun for the funeral of his grandfather Lord Hoster Tully.

In Stark's absence, Roose Bolton holds Harrenhal, which would seem to make him Lord of Harrenhal, in practice if not in name.

Well, let him have it.

The name suits our purposes far more than that useless pile of rubble.

The Lord of Harrenhal will make a worthy suitor for the widow Arryn.

For which I am extremely grateful to you, my lord.

Lady Arryn and I have known each other since we were children.

She has always been... positively predisposed toward me.

A successful courtship would make Lord Baelish acting Lord of the Vale.

Titles do seem to breed titles.

You'll leave for the Eyrie as soon as possible and bring Lysa Arryn into the fold.

Then the young wolf can add his own aunt to the list of people who have taken up arms against him.

Far be it from me to hinder true love, but Lord Baelish's absence

would present certain problems.

The royal wedding may end up being the most expensive event in living memory.

Summer has ended, hard days lie ahead.

Not a good time to leave the crown's finances unattended.

Fully agreed.

Which is why I'm naming you new Master of Coin.

Master of Coin?

It would appear to be a position that best suits your talents.

I'm quite good at spending money, but a lifetime of outrageous wealth hasn't taught me much about managing it.

I have no doubt you will prove equal to this challenge.

Hear, hear.

♪ He lifted her high in the air ♪

♪ He sniffed and roared and smelled her there ♪
♪ She kicked and wailed, a maid so fair ♪
♪ But he licked the honey from her hair ♪
♪ From there to here, from here to there ♪
♪ All black and brown and covered with hair ♪
♪ He smelled that girl in the summer air ♪
♪ The bear, the bear and the maiden fair... ♪

I hope you're pleased.

If you had armed me, they never would have taken us.

You were armed when we were taken.

I was in chains if you recall.

Our little match would have ended quite quick if my hands weren't bound.

All my life I've been hearing, "Jaime Lannister, what a brilliant swordsman."

You were slower than I expected.

And more predictable.

I've been sitting in a muddy pen wrapped in chains for the past year.

And I'm a woman. I was still beating you.

You were not beating me.

Maybe you were as good as people said... once.

Or maybe people just love to overpraise a famous name.

When we make camp tonight, you'll be raped.

More than once.

None of these fellows have ever been with a noblewoman.

You'd be wise not to resist.

Would I?

They'll knock your teeth out.

You think I care about my teeth?

No, I don't think you care about your teeth.

If you fight them, they will kill you.

Do you understand?

I'm the prisoner of value, not you.

Let them have what they want. What does it matter?

What does it matter?

Close your eyes.

Pretend they're Renly.

If you were a woman, you wouldn't resist?

You'd let them do what they wanted?

If I was a woman, I'd make them kill me.

But I'm not, thank the gods.

If I had a proper forge, I could make it good as new.

Doesn't have to look pretty.

It just has to keep the arrows out of my heart.

Why are you helping him?

He takes us prisoner and now he's our friend?

You're not our prisoner, little lady.

What am I?

Our guest.

No one's put any chains on you.

So I can walk away, then?

These woods aren't safe for Ned Stark's daughter.

You're lucky we found you.

You think you're good with that bow, you little twat?

Better than anyone you've ever met.

A coward's weapon.

I like to fight up close.

I like to see a man's face when I put the steel in him.

Why? So you can kiss him?

You remember the last time you were here?

Looks like every other sh1t inn on the road.

Now, apologies, but you're one ugly fucker and I'd rather not see you no more.

Watch your head.

Off we go.

Walk up!

What are you doing? We're about to leave.

I'm staying.

You're what?

I baked some brown bread for the innkeep and she said she never had better.

Told Thoros she's keeping me as a payment for all the free meals she's given him.

Anyway, it's not me the Brotherhood wants.

My brother ain't no king.

I'm not a Stark of Winterhell.

Winterfell.

You sure?

I'm sure.

Well, I made you something.

What is it?

It's a wolf.

Yes, it is.

That's the tail?

Yeah.

Well, be safe.

Yeah, you, too.

Don't get stabbed.

You don't... burn your fingers.

Good-bye, Hot Pie.

Good-bye, Arry.

Up you go, little lady.

Hey, Hot Pie.

It's really good.

A person could almost be forgiven for forgetting we're at war.

It often comforts me to think that even in war's darkest days, in most places in the world absolutely nothing is happening.

I've missed you, Uncle.

Father missed you, too, from the day you left.

Maybe he never said it in so many words ...

Maybe?

Your father was a stubborn old ox.

I was surprised when he died.

Didn't think death had the patience.

I'm glad you were with him.

I wish to the gods I had been.

Did you make peace in the end?

After 30 years of fighting, I don't think he remembered what started it.

He asked me to stop calling myself Blackfish.

He said it was an old joke and it was never funny to begin with.

I told him people had been calling me Blackfish for so long, they don't remember my real name.

Every time he would leave for the capital or fight in a campaign, I'd see him off.

"Wait for me, little Cat," he'd say.

"Wait for me and I'll come back to you."

And I would sit at this window every day when the sun came up, waiting.

I wonder how many times did Bran or Rickon stare across the moors of Winterfell waiting for me to return.

I will never see them again.

You mustn't think it.

We don't know the truth.

They could be in hiding.

Robb believes they're alive.

And he must go on believing.

He's got to remain strong if he's to prevail.

And you must remain strong for him.

You're Robb Stark's wife.

Hold still.

Is it true what they say about him?

I don't know. What do they say about him?

That he can turn into a wolf at night.

True.

And he eats the flesh of his enemies.

True.

You're a Lannister, aren't you?

Martyn Lannister.

Martyn Lannister.

You've nothing to fear.

My husband doesn't eat children.

Unless it's a full moon.

It's not a full moon tonight, is it?

Nothing to fear.

Always the artists.

It's only horses.

No men.

You said there was dead crows.

There was.

How many men were here?

About 300.

And you know what those men are now?

We're all the same to them ... meat for their army.

Do you think anyone got away?

It's not impossible.

You don't go far betting against Mormont.

But dead or alive, he took a big gamble coming north.

And he lost.

His best fighting men are dead.

And whether he's Lord Commander of the Night's Watch or a blue-eyed corpse, he's a long way from home.

Tormund.

Climb the Wall.

Take Orell and 20 good men.

And take this one.

He knows Castle Black's defenses better than any of us.

And if he's useful, good. If not... throw him off the Wall.

See if crows can fly.

We're finally going to war, old friend?

Hide near Castle Black.

When I give the signal, hit them in the night.

They've got a big old wall to hide behind, but it only guards one side.

We'll meet again.

If you do your job.

How will we see your signal?

Send your eagle above the Wall every night.

When it's time, I'm going to light the biggest fire the North has ever seen.

Ghost?

What have we here? Frozen crows?

We've come a long way.

Smaller flock than you went north with.

We can talk inside.

Oh, can we?

They need some water.

Tether it and I'll be inside.

Keep your eyes where they belong.

They're not for you.

Bet you feed that pig better than you feed us.

Aye, pig's got value to me.

You should all be kissing my feet for letting you in.

I'd have turned you all away if I wasn't a godly man.

You are a godly man?

I am. I got no fear of what's out there.

When the white cold comes, your swords and cloaks

and bloody fires won't help you.

The only ones left will be those who are right with the gods.

The real gods.

Go tell her she can bite down on a rag or she can bite down on my fist.

Women.

That sow right there gave birth to a litter of eight.

Barely a grunt.

And she's almost as fat as this one here.

Now why don't you dine on him?

Carve off what you need as you go.

Well, look at him. He's a walking feast.

Here we are.

Sharpen these for me, would ya?

I see the head. Push.

That's it.

You're nearly there.

One more push should do it.

What is it? What is it?

Keep quiet.

If you can't ride, we don't stand a chance.

I can ride.

You're sure?

Ride east. Follow the rising sun.

Your sister's waiting for you.

I'll make you a Lord of the Iron Islands for this.

We're not in the Iron Islands.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on back.

You refuse to tell me where you're going?

I don't know yet. The fires will show me.

How long will you be gone?

I don't know.

You're abandoning me.

I will never abandon you.

You are the Son of Fire.

I am sworn to serve you.

Then serve me.

When I return, you will understand.

My enemies think they've destroyed me.

They're laughing at me the way Renly laughed at me.

I want Joffrey dead.

I want Robb Stark dead.

Make me another son.

I cannot.

You don't have the strength. It would kill you.

I'm not so easily killed. Men have been trying for years.

I want you.

Your fires burn low, my king.

There is another way. A better way.

You told me your magic requires a king's blood.

I'm the one true king.

You are.

But there are others with your blood in their veins.

You will sit on the Iron Throne, but first there must be sacrifices.

The Lord of Light demands it.

The Walk of Punishment is a warning, Your Grace.

To whom?

To any slave who contemplates doing whatever these slaves did.

Give me your water.

Khaleesi, this man has been sentenced to death.

Here, drink.

Leave this place, Your Grace.

Leave tonight, I beg you.

And what is she to do for soldiers?

We can find sellswords in Pentos and Myr.

Is it "we" already, Ser Barristan?

If you want to sit on the throne your ancestors built, you must win it.

That will mean blood on your hands before the thing is done.

The blood of my enemies, not the blood of innocents.

How many wars have you fought in, Ser Barristan?

Three.

Have you ever seen a war where innocents didn't die by the thousands?

I was in King's Landing after the sack, khaleesi.

You know what I saw? Butchery.

Babies, children, old men.

More women raped than you can count.

There's a beast in every man and it stirs when you put a sword in his hand.

But the Unsullied are not men.

They do not rape.

They do not put cities to the sword unless they're ordered to do so.

If you buy them, the only men they'll kill are those you want dead.

Do you disagree, Ser Barristan?

When your brother Rhaegar led his army into battle at the Trident, men died for him because they believed in him, because they loved him, not because they'd been bought at a slaver's auction.

I fought beside the last dragon on that day, Your Grace.

I bled beside him.

Rhaegar fought valiantly, Rhaegar fought nobly, and Rhaegar died.

Did you know him well, Ser Barristan?

I did, Your Grace. Finest man I ever met.

I wish I had known him.

But he was not the last dragon.

Did this one's ears mishear, Your Grace?

They did not. I want to buy them all.

There are 8,000 Unsullied in Astapor.

Is this what you mean by all?

Yes. 8,000.

And the ones still in training as well.

Master Greizhen says they cannot sell half-trained boys.

If they fail on the battlefield, they will bring shame upon all of Astapor.

I will have them all or take none.

Many will fall in battle.

I'll need the boys to pick up the swords they drop.

Master Kraznys says you cannot afford this.

Your ship will buy you 100 Unsullied.

Because Master Kraznys is generous.

The gold you have left is worth 10.

But good Master Kraznys will give you 20.

The Dothraki you have with you ...

The Dothraki you have are not worth what they cost to feed, but Master Kraznys will give you three Unsullied for all of them.

Master Kraznys asks how you propose to pay for the remaining

7,877 Unsullied.

I have dragons. I'll give you one.

You will win the throne with dragons, not slaves, Your Grace.

Khaleesi, please.

Three dragons.

They want the biggest one.

Done.

Done.

I'll take you as well, now.

You'll be Master Kraznys' gift to me.

A token of a bargain well struck.

Khaleesi, a dragon is worth more than any army.

Aegon Targaryen proved that.

You're both here to advise me.

I value your advice, but if you ever question me in front of strangers again, you'll be advising someone else.

Is that understood?

Do you have a name?

This one's name is Missandei, Your Grace.

Do you have a family? A mother and a father you'd return to if you had the choice?

No, Your Grace. No family living.

You belong to me now. It is your duty to tell me the truth.

Yes, Your Grace. Lying is a great offense.

Many of those on the Walk of Punishment were taken there for less.

I offered water to one of the slaves dying on the Walk of Punishment.

Do you know what he said to me?

"Let me die."

There are no masters in the grave, Your Grace.

Is it true what Master Kraznys told me about the Unsullied? About their obedience?

All questions have been taken from them.

They obey, that is all.

Once they are yours, they are yours.

They will fall on their swords if you command it.

And what about you? You know that I'm taking you to war.

You may go hungry.

You may fall sick.

You may be killed.

Valar morghulis.

Yes, all men must die.

But we are not men.

A surprising place to keep the royal ledgers.

I'm surprised you're surprised.

This is the safest place in the city.

Not for bastards.

That's all of them, my lord.

Thank you, my dear.

Pod.

Pod. Take them outside.

I'll be there in a moment.

Yes, my lord.

I hear you owe that boy a significant debt.

Only my life.

Not all that significant, I'm afraid.

You should have him knighted.

If only the Master of Coin had such power.

If only.

I owe you a significant debt.

Our redheaded friend.

You secured her release when the queen detained her.

Oh, that.

Of course. A simple misunderstanding.

Apparently, Her Grace believed that you two had some sort of special relationship.

We don't. I did f*ck her once.

I know.

But we don't.

I know.

But how would the queen get that idea?

Why don't you ask her?

Any advice for me on my new position?

Keep a low profile.

If I had a gold dragon for every time I heard that joke, I'd be richer than you are.

Well, you are richer than I am.

Good point.

They're only numbers. Numbers on paper.

Once you understand that, it's easy to make them behave.

Trivial even.

You want a real challenge?

Try whores.

I've tried quite a few.

Well, lots of work to do.

Enjoy the Eyrie.

Come on, I'm here later.

Come on.

Tonight, then.

Looks like dull reading.

You think all reading is dull reading.

It's an opinion I share with some of the finest men I know.

The secret history of the Seven Kingdoms is written in these pages.

Unless Lord Twatbeard made up a bunch of numbers to hide what he's really up to.

Unless he made it all up, yes.

Podrick, do keep up.

Yes, my lord.

Podrick.

Yes, my lord?

After a long consultation with my colleague Ser Bronn, I finally found a suitable reward for the services you've provided over and above what might be considered reasonable.

Tell me, Pod, have you ever been with a woman?

No, my lord.

Wonderful.

Genna specializes in first-timers.

She's not bad with second-timers, either.

Uh, my lord...

A fair enough repayment for putting your spear through my would-be killer's face, wouldn't you say?

Now, as it happens, Marei... is quite the spear handler herself.

She's here to thank you for staying by my side as the battle raged all around me.

He's handsome.

You didn't tell me he was handsome.

Kayla is famous from here to Volantis in certain circles.

One of four women in the world who can perform a proper Meereenese Knot.

My lord, I don't even...

She's here to thank you for being a thoroughly

respectful fellow who's never once failed to address me as "my lord."

Be back in time for my supper.

Pace yourself, lad.

For years I've heard that Littlefinger is a magician.

Whenever the crown needs money, he rubs his hands together and, poof, mountains of gold.

Let me guess. He's not a magician.

He's stealing it?

Worse, he's borrowing it.

What's wrong with that?

We can't afford to pay it back, that's what's wrong with it.

The crown owes millions to my father.

Seeing as it's his grandson's ass on the throne, I imagine he'll forgive that debt.

Forgive a debt, my father?

For a man of the world, you're strangely naive.

I've never borrowed money before.

I'm not clear on the rules.

Well...

Ahem!

The basic principle is I lend you money, and after an agreed upon period of time, you return it with interest.

And what if I don't?

Well, you have to.

But what if I don't?

This is why I don't lend you money.

Anyway, it's not my father I'm worried about.

It's the Iron Bank of Braavos.

We owe them tens of millions.

If we fail to repay these loans, the bank will fund our enemies.

One way or another, they always get their gold back.

Ah, the return of the conquering hero.

Does he have a little jaunt in his step?

The lad's practically skipping.

You were gone a long time.

I trust you got your money's worth.

Or should I say my money's worth?

Oh, it was a gift, Podrick.

This is more than I give you in a year.

He's a squire. You don't pay him.

Oh, then it's much more than I give you in a year.

They wouldn't take it, my lord.

Maybe they're trying to curry some favor

with the new Master of Coin.

Have you ever known a whore to turn down gold?

They were happy enough to take it when I gave it to them.

What did you tell them?

I didn't tell them anything.

What did you do to them?

Lots of things.

And they seemed to like these things?

Yes, my lord.

Of course they seemed to like it.

They're paid to seem to like it.

Only they weren't paid.

What are you saying? These ladies enjoyed him so much, they gave him the time for free?

Is that what you're telling us?

Sit down, Podrick.

We're going to need details.

Copious details.

Come on! Come on!

Come on!

Come on.

Ha! Ha!

You know how we deal with runaways here, do you?

Take off his pants.

No! No!

No, no, no!

I'm gonna f*ck you into the dirt.

No, please! No, no, no!

No, don't!

No, please!

No! No!

You little b*st*rd.

Come, my lord.

You're a long way from home and winter is coming.

I'll take the big bitch first.

When she's good and wet, you lot can finish her off.

My lord, I am Brienne of Tarth.

Lady Catelyn Stark commanded me to deliver Ser Jaime to King's Landing.

Catelyn Stark's a treasonous c**t.

Orders were to take the Kingslayer alive.

Nobody said sh1t about you.

You're only making it worse.

Take her over there where it's dark.

I'd like a little privacy.

Come on!

You know who she is, don't you?

A big dumb bitch from who cares where.

Never been with a woman that big.

She's Brienne of Tarth.

Her father is Lord Selwyn Tarth.

Heard of Tarth?

I'm gonna cut your throat!

They call it the Sapphire Isle. Do you know why?

Every sapphire in Westeros was mined on Tarth.

Sapphires are gemstones.

The blue ones.

I know what they are.

Lord Selwyn would pay his daughter's weight in sapphires if she's returned to him.

But only if she's alive, her honor unbesmirched.

Bring her back here.

Yes, my lord.

Get up.

Come on.

Come on, on your feet.

Unbesmirched.

Not defiled.

Fancy word for a fancy man.

I hated to read as a child, but my father forced me to study the books every morning before I could practice with sword or horse.

Two hours every day holed up in the maester's chambers.

I learned a lot of fancy words.

I bet you did.

Your father, he'd pay your weight in gold to get you back?

You'll be a rich man till the end of your days.

And your sons will be rich men and their sons after them.

Lands, titles ... you'll have them all.

The North can't win this war.

You're a smart man. You understand that.

We have the numbers. We have the gold.

Aye, you have both.

Fighting bravely for a losing cause is admirable.

Fighting for a winning cause is far more rewarding.

Hard to argue with that.

Now that we're speaking together man to man, I wonder if you need to keep me chained to this tree.

I'm not asking to be freed from my constraints, but if I could sleep lying down, my back would thank you for it.

I'm not as young and resilient as I was once.

None of us are.

Unchain Ser Jaime from the tree.

Come on, men.

Suppose you'll be wanting something to eat.

I'm famished, actually.

I think we've got a spare partridge on the fire.

Well, I do like partridge.

Bring the bird over here and the carving knife.

Will this work as a table, my lord?

Oh, yes. Yes, this will do nic ... ah!

On the stump.

You think you're the smartest man there is.

That everyone alive has to bow and scrape and lick your boots.

My father ...

And if you get in any trouble, all you've got to do is say "my father" and that's it, all your troubles are gone.

Don't.

Have you got something to say?

Careful. You don't want to say the wrong thing.

You're nothing without your daddy, and your daddy ain't here.

Never forget that.

Here, this should help you remember.

♪ All black and brown and covered with hair ♪

♪ Three boys, a goat, and a dancing bear ♪

♪ They danced and spun right to the fair ♪

♪ How sweet she was, so pure and fair ♪

♪ The maid with honey up in her hair ♪

♪ He smelled her all in the summer air ♪

♪ The maid with honey up in her hair ♪

♪ From there to here, from here to there ♪

♪ All black and brown and covered in hair ♪

♪ He smelled that girl in the summer air ♪

♪ The bear, the bear ♪

♪ The maiden fair ♪

♪ Oh, I'm a maid and I'm pure and fair ♪

♪ I'll never dance with a hairy bear ♪

♪ I called a knight, but you're a bear ♪

♪ All black and brown and covered in hair ♪

♪ From there to here, from here to there ♪

♪ All black and brown and covered in hair ♪

♪ He smelled that girl in the summer air ♪

♪ The bear, the bear ♪

♪ The maiden fair. ♪

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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.

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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.