Game of Thrones (2011–…): Season 7, Episode 7 - Game of Thrones - full transcript

Everyone meets in King's Landing to discuss the fate of the realm. In Winterfell, Sansa confronts Arya. Sam reaches Winterfell, where he and Bran discover a shocking secret about Jon Snow.

Are you wondering how healthy the food you are eating is? Check it -

- Oil?
- Pitch, my lord.

- How many barrels?
- Five hundred, my lord.

Get 500 more.

Yes, my lord.

I still enjoy it
when they call me "my lord."

The thrill will fade.

If we live that long.

Men without cocks.

You wouldn't find me
fighting in an army if I had no cock.

What's left to fight for?


I spent my life around soldiers.

What do you think
they spend that gold on?


Not without a cock, you don't.

Maybe it really is
all cocks in the end.

Yet your brother has chosen
to side with the cockless.


He's always been
a champion of the downtrodden.




I think we're about to be
the downtrodden.



How many people live here?

A million, give or take.

That's more people
than the entire North,

crammed into that.

Why would anyone
want to live that way?

There's more work in the city.

And the brothels are far superior.


CERSEI: Why isn't she with them?

QYBURN: I'm afraid I don't know,
Your Grace.

No one has seen her.

And the rest of them?

They're on their way
to the Dragonpit now.

Including our brother?

Yes, Your Grace.

If anything goes wrong,
kill the silver-haired bitch first.

Then our brother, then the bastard
who calls himself king.

The rest of them you can kill
in any order you see fit.

Come, Ser Gregor.

It's time for us to meet our guests.

MISSANDEI: Why did they build it?

Dragons don't understand
the difference

between what's theirs and what isn't.

Land, livestock, children.

Letting them roam free around the city
was a problem.

I imagine it was
a sad joke at the end.

An entire arena, for a few
sickly creatures smaller than dogs.

But in the beginning, when it was home
to Balerion the Dread,

it must have been
the most dangerous place in the world.

Maybe it still is.

Welcome, my lords.

Your friends arrived before you did.

I've been sent
to escort you all to the meeting.

Pleasant surprise
in an unpleasant situation.

I never thought
I'd see you again, my lord.

Supporting the enemy, no less.

- Hard to blame you.
- Cersei will anyway.

I'm glad you're alive.

Come on.
You can suck his magic cock later.

What's in there?

Fuck off.

Thought you were dead.

Not yet.

You came pretty close.

I was only trying to protect her.

You and me both.

BRIENNE: She's alive. Arya.

- Where?
- Winterfell.

Who's protecting her if you're here?

The only one that needs protecting
is the one that gets in her way.

It won't be me.

TYRION: Here we are.
The heroes of Blackwater Bay.

Strange place for a reunion.

It is, my lord.

I don't think
I'm anyone's lord anymore, Podrick.

Save the titles
for Ser Bronn of the Blackwater.

I'm sure your new queen
will be happy to restore yours

if she ends up on the throne.

Been thinking about our new queen?

Perhaps you've been reconsidering
your allegiances.

Remember my offer.
Whatever they're paying you,

I'll pay double.

And that would be
double what now exactly?

Don't you worry about me.
I'm doing all right.

- Looking after myself.
- Are you?

Helping me to arrange this meeting

wasn't exactly
looking after yourself, was it?

You put yourself at risk.

I put yourself at risk.

Important difference.

It's your head Queen Cersei's
offered a bag of gold for,

it's not mine.

Now, thanks to me,
she's got two traitors' heads

coming right through her door.

She can lop them both off

as soon as she gets tired
of the clever words

that pour out their pieholes.

All thanks to
Ser Bronn of the fucking Blackwater.

If that's not looking after myself,
I don't know what is.

It's good to see you again.

Yeah, you too.

Anyone touches it,
I'll kill you first.

Come on, Pod.

Let's you and me go have a drink
while the fancy folks talk, aye?

I left this shit city
because I didn't want to die in it.

Am I gonna die in this shit city?

You might.

And this is all your idea?

Seems every bad idea
has some Lannister cunt behind it.

And some Clegane cunt
to help them see it through.

Remember me?

Yeah, you do.

You're even fuckin' uglier
than I am now.

What did they do to you?

Doesn't matter.

That's not how it ends
for you, brother.

You know who's coming for you.

You've always known.

- Where is she?
- She'll be here soon.

Didn't travel with you?





We've been here for some time.

My apologies.

- We are all facing a unique...
- EURON: Theon.

I have your sister.

If you don't submit to me
here and now,

I'll kill her.

I think we ought to begin
with larger concerns.

EURON: Then why are you talking?

You're the smallest concern here.

Do you remember
when we discussed dwarf jokes?

His wasn't even good.

He explained it at the end.
Never explain, it always ruins it.

We don't even let your kind live
in the Iron Islands, you know.

We kill you at birth.
An act of mercy for the parents.

Perhaps you ought to sit down.


Sit down or leave.

We are a group of people
who do not like one another.

As this recent demonstration
has shown.

We have suffered
at each other's hands.

We have lost people we love
at each other's hands.

If all we wanted was more of the same,

there would be no need
for this gathering.

We are entirely capable of waging war
against each other

without meeting face-to-face.

So, instead,
we should settle our differences

and live together in harmony
for the rest of our days?

We all know that will never happen.

Then why are we here?

JON: This isn't about
living in harmony.

It's just about living.

The same thing
is coming for all of us.

A general you can't negotiate with,

an army that doesn't leave corpses
behind on the battlefield.

Lord Tyrion tells me
a million people live in this city.

They're about to become a million more
soldiers in the Army of the Dead.

I imagine for most of them,
it would be an improvement.

This is serious.

I wouldn't be here if it weren't.

I don't think it's serious at all.
I think it's another bad joke.

If my brother, Jaime,
has informed me correctly,

you're asking me for a truce.

Yes. That's all.

That's all?

Pull back my armies and stand down
while you go on your monster hunt?

Or while you solidify
and expand your position?

Hard for me to know which it is
with my armies pulled back.

Until you return and march
on my capital with four times the men.

Your capital will be safe until
the Northern threat is dealt with.

You have my word.

The word of a would-be usurper.

There is no conversation
that will erase the last 50 years.

We have something to show you.



We can destroy them by burning them.


And we can destroy them
with dragonglass.

If we don't win this fight,

then that is the fate of every person
in the world.


There is only one war that matters.

The Great War.

And it is here.

DAENERYS: I didn't believe it
until I saw them.

I saw them all.

- How many?
- Hundred thousand at least.

Can they swim?



I'm taking the Iron Fleet
back to the Iron Islands.

What are you talking about?

I've been around the world.
I've seen everything.

Things you couldn't imagine.
And this...

This is the only thing I've ever seen
that terrifies me.

I'm going back to my island.

You should go back to yours.

When winter's over,
we'll be the only ones left alive.

CERSEI: He's right to be afraid.

And a coward to run.

If those things come for us,
there'll be no kingdoms to rule.

Everything we suffered
will have been for nothing.

Everything we lost
would have been for nothing.

The Crown accepts your truce.

Until the dead are defeated,

they are the true enemy.


In return, the King in the North
will extend this truce.

He will remain in the North
where he belongs.

He will not take up arms
against the Lannisters,

he will not choose sides.

DAENERYS: Just the King in the North?

- Not me?

I would never ask it of you.

You would never agree to it,

and if you did, I would trust you
even less than I do now.

I ask it only of Ned Stark's son.

I know Ned Stark's son
will be true to his word.

I am true to my word, or I try to be.

That is why I cannot give you
what you ask.

I cannot serve two queens.

And I've already pledged myself
to Queen Daenerys of House Targaryen.

Then there is nothing left to discuss.

The dead will come North first.
Enjoy dealing with them.

We will deal
with whatever is left of you.

BRIENNE: Ser Jaime.

It's been good to see you.

I imagine the next time will be
across a battlefield.

We both saw what just happened.

- We both saw that thing.
- Yes.

And I'm not looking forward
to seeing more of them.

But I'm loyal to the queen,

and you're loyal to Sansa
and her dolt brother.

Oh, fuck loyalty.

Fuck loyalty?

This goes beyond houses and honor
and oaths.

- Talk to the queen.

And tell her what?

I wish you hadn't done that.

I'm grateful for your loyalty,

but my dragon died
so that we could be here.

If it's all for nothing,

then he died for nothing.

I know.

TYRION: I'm pleased
you bent the knee to our queen.

I would have advised it had you asked.

But have you ever considered
learning how to lie

every now and then? Just a bit?

I'm not gonna swear an oath
I can't uphold.

Talk about my father if you want.

Tell me that's the attitude
that got him killed.

But when enough people
make false promises,

words stop meaning anything.

Then there are no more answers,
only better and better lies.

And lies won't help us in this fight.

TYRION: That is indeed a problem.

The more immediate problem
is that we're fucked.

Any ideas as to how we might change
that state of affairs?

Only one.

Everyone stays here.

And I go and talk to my sister.

I didn't come all this way
to have my Hand murdered.

I don't want Cersei
to murder me, either.

I could have stayed in my cell
and saved a great deal of trouble.

I did this. I should go.

She'll definitely murder you.

I go see my sister alone.

Or we all go home
and we're right back where we started.

You spoke with her?

At her, until she kicked me out.

She thinks I was an idiot
to trust you.

A lot of people
seem to think that, actually.

I'm about to step into a room with
the most murderous woman in the world

who's already tried to kill me twice,
that I know of.

Who's an idiot?

I suppose we should say goodbye,
one idiot to another.

I shouldn't be surprised.
I suppose she's your kind of woman.

A foreign whore
who doesn't know her place.

A foreign whore you can't abduct,
beat or intimidate.

That must be difficult for you.

So you bring her here
with her pet Northerner

whom you've convinced
to bow down before her.

I didn't know about that.

And now you've got both working
towards the same goal.

The goal you've worked towards
your entire life.

- Cersei, I didn't know.
- The destruction of this family.

I am the one
preventing that from happening.

Daenerys didn't want to debate
and negotiate.

She didn't want to bring you words.

She wanted to bring you fire and blood
until I advised her otherwise.

I don't want to destroy our family.
I never have.

You killed our father.

After he sentenced me to death
for a crime I didn't commit.

Yes, I killed him.

Hate me for it if you want.

I hate myself for it
in spite of what he was.

In spite of what he did to me.

Oh, poor little man.

Your papa was mean to you.

Do you have any idea what you did
when you fired that crossbow?

You left us open.

You laid us bare for the vultures,

and the vultures came
and tore us apart.

You may not have killed Joffrey,

but you killed Myrcella,
you killed Tommen.

No one would have touched them
if Father was here.

No one would have dared...

I've never been more sorry
about anything.

I will not hear it. Not from you.

I will not hear it!

All right.

You love your family,
and I have destroyed it.

I will always be a threat.

So put an end to me.

If it weren't for me,
you'd have a mother.

If it weren't for me,
you'd have a father.

If it weren't for me,
you'd have two beautiful children.

I've thought about killing you
more times than I can count.

Do it! Say the word!



I am more sorry about the children
than you could ever know.

- I will not...
- I don't care. I loved them.

You know I did.

You know it in your heart,
if there's anything left of it.

Doesn't matter.

Your love doesn't matter,
your feelings don't matter.

I don't care why you did what you did.

I only care what it cost us.

It cost us our future.

If there's no future,
then why are we here?

Why did you allow me to come?

Not to help my enemies
collaborate in my destruction.

Yes, Snow. Not what you hoped for,

but you must have hoped for something.

What did you hope for?

To make Jon Snow submit to your queen?

(GRUNTS) Not like this.

But eventually you want everyone
to bend the knee to her.

- Yes.
- Why?

Because I think she will
make the world a better place.

You said she'd destroy King's Landing.

She knows herself.

She chose an advisor who would
check her worst impulses

instead of feeding them.

That's the difference between you.

I don't care about
checking my worst impulses.

I don't care about
making the world a better place.

Hang the world.

That thing you dragged here,

I know what it is,
I know what it means.

And when it came at me,
I didn't think about the world.

Not at all.

As soon as it opened its mouth,
the world disappeared for me

right down its black throat.

All I could think about
was keeping those gnashing teeth

away from the ones who matter most.

Away from my family.

Maybe Euron Greyjoy
had the right idea.

Get on a boat, take those who matter.

You're pregnant.

No one's less happy about this
than I am.

I know.

I respect what you did.

Wish you hadn't done it,
but I respect it.

This place was the beginning
of the end for my family.


A dragon is not a slave.

They were terrifying.


They filled people with wonder and awe
and we locked them in here.

They wasted away.

They grew small.

And we grew small as well.

We weren't extraordinary without them.

We were just like everyone else.

You are not like everyone else.

And your family hasn't seen its end.

You're still here.

I can't have children.

- Who told you that?
- The witch who murdered my husband.

Has it occurred to you

she might not have been
a reliable source of information?


You were right from the beginning.

If I'd trusted you,
everything would be different.

So, what now?

I can't forget what I saw
north of the Wall.

And I can't pretend that Cersei
won't take back half the country

the moment I march north.

It appears
Tyrion's assessment was correct.

We're fucked.



My armies will not stand down.

I will not pull them
back to the capital.

I will march them north to fight
alongside you in the Great War.

The darkness is coming for us all.

We will face it together.

And when the Great War is over,

perhaps you'll remember
I chose to help.

With no promises or assurances
from any of you.

I expect not.

Call our banners.

All of them.


LITTLEFINGER: It's not easy for ravens
to fly in these storms.

Perhaps Jon tried
to send word earlier.


This is the way he is,
the way he's always been.

He never asked for my opinion.
Why would he start now?

I can't believe he'd surrender
the Northern Crown

without consulting you.

This is his writing.

His signature. He pledged
to fight for Daenerys Targaryen.

He's bent the knee.

I've heard gossip

that the Dragon Queen
is quite beautiful.

What does that have to do
with anything?

Jon is young and unmarried.

Daenerys is young and unmarried.

You think he wants to marry her?

An alliance makes sense.

Together, they'd be
difficult to defeat.

He was named King in the North.

He can be unnamed.

Even if I wanted to,
Arya would never go along.

She always loved Jon
far more than she ever loved me.

And she'd kill anyone
who betrayed her family.

You're her family, too.

Would Arya
really murder her own sister?

Do you know what she is now?

Do you know what the Faceless Men are?

Only by reputation.

They worship the God of Death,
I believe.

I never trust godly men.

They're killers.
And Arya was one of them.

What do you think she's after?

She's your sister.

You know her far better
than I ever could.

Sometimes, when I try
to understand a person's motives,

I play a little game.

I assume the worst.

What's the worst reason
they could possibly have

for saying what they say
and doing what they do?

Then I ask myself,

"How well does that reason explain
what they say and what they do?"

So, tell me.
What's the worst thing she could want?

She could want me dead.

Because she thinks
I wronged my family.

Why did she come to Winterfell?

To kill me.

For marrying our enemies
and betraying my family.

Why did she unearth the letter
Cersei made you write?

To provide proof of my betrayals.

To provide justification
after she murders me.

And after she murders you,
what does she become?

Lady of Winterfell.

JON: If we have the Dothraki ride hard
on the King's Road,

they'll arrive at Winterfell
within the fortnight.

And the Unsullied?

We can sail with them to White Harbor,

meet the Dothraki here
on the King's Road,

then ride together to Winterfell.

Perhaps you should fly to Winterfell,
Your Grace.

You have many enemies in the North.

Thousands fell fighting your father.

All it takes is one angry man
with a crossbow.

He'll see your silver hair
on the King's Road

and know that one well-placed bolt
will make him a hero.

The man who killed the conqueror.

JON: It's your decision, Your Grace.

But if we're going to be
allies in this war,

it's important for the Northerners
to see us as allies.

If we sail to White Harbor together,
I think it sends a better message.

I've not come to conquer the North.

I'm coming to save the North.

We sail together.


Could I speak with you?


What you did in King's Landing...

What you said...

You could've lied to Cersei.

About bending the knee to Daenerys.

You risked everything
to tell an enemy the truth.

We went down there to make peace.

And it seems to me,
we need to be honest with each other

if we're gonna fight together.

You've always known what was right.

Even when we were
all young and stupid,

you always knew.

Every step you take,

it's always the right step.

It's not.

It may seem that way from the outside,
but I promise you, it's not true.

I've done plenty of things
that I regret.

Not compared to me, you haven't.


Not compared to you.

I always wanted to do the right thing.

Be the right kind of person.

But never knew what that meant.

It's always seemed like there was...

Like there was
an impossible choice I had to make.

Stark or Greyjoy.

Our father was more of a father to you
than yours ever was.

- He was.
- And you betrayed him.

- Betrayed his memory.
- I did.

But you never lost him.

He's a part of you.

Just like he's a part of me.

But the things I've done...

It's not my place
to forgive you for all of it.

But what I can forgive, I do.

You don't need to choose.

You're a Greyjoy

and you're a Stark.

When I was Ramsay's prisoner,

Yara tried to save me.

She's the only one
who tried to save me.


She needs me now.

So why are you still talking to me?

Load up. Load up, lads. Go on.
The tide's coming in.


All of us chose to follow Yara.

We left the Iron Islands for Yara.

She would never
leave one of us behind.

We're not leaving her behind.

Your sister's dead.

- She's not dead.
- She's dead.

Even if Euron hasn't
cut her throat yet, she's dead.

- She's our queen.
- She's your sister.

And you left her to die.

I did.

I ran from my uncle.

I was a coward.

So why in fuck's name
should we listen to you?

They say the dead can't swim.

We're gonna sail east,
find a nice, quiet island,

kill all the men
and take their wives for ourselves.

We're done with all that.

- Who says we are?
- Yara did.

She made a pledge.

We're going to find her.

And we're going to set her free.


Run away, Little Theon.

It's what you do best.

MAN 1: He needs to shut his mouth.



MAN 2: Oh, yes!

MAN 3: That's more like it.



Stay down,

or I'll kill you.


I said stay down or I'll kill you!





Not for me.

- For Yara.
- ALL: Yara!

Have my sister
brought to the Great Hall.

Are you sure you want to do this?

It's not what I want,
it's what honor demands.

And what does honor demand?

That I defend my family
from those who would harm us.

That I defend the North
from those who would betray us.

All right, then.

Get on with it.

You stand accused of murder.
You stand accused of treason.

How do you answer these charges...

Lord Baelish?

My sister asked you a question.

Lady Sansa, forgive me.

I'm a bit confused.

Which charges confuse you?

Let's start with the simplest one.

You murdered our aunt, Lysa Arryn.

You pushed her through the Moon Door
and watched her fall.

Do you deny it?

I did it to protect you.

You did it to take power in the Vale.

Earlier, you conspired
to murder Jon Arryn.

You gave Lysa
tears of Lys to poison him.

Do you deny it?

Whatever your aunt
might have told you,

she was a troubled woman.

She imagined enemies everywhere.

You had Aunt Lysa send
a letter to our parents

telling them it was the Lannisters
who murdered Jon Arryn

when really it was you.

The conflict between
the Starks and the Lannisters,

it was you who started it.
Do you deny it?

I know of no such letter.

You conspired with Cersei Lannister
and Joffrey Baratheon

to betray our father, Ned Stark.

Thanks to your treachery,
he was imprisoned,

and later executed
on false charges of treason.

Do you deny it?

I deny it.

None of you were there
to see what happened.

None of you knows the truth.

You held a knife to his throat.

You said,
"I did warn you not to trust me."

You told our mother this knife
belonged to Tyrion Lannister.

But that was another one of your lies.

It was yours.

Lady Sansa,

I have known you
since you were a girl.

- I've protected you...
- Protected me?

By selling me to the Boltons?

If we could speak alone,
I can explain everything.

Sometimes when I'm trying
to understand a person's motives,

I play a little game.

I assume the worst.

What's the worst reason you have
for turning me against my sister?

That's what you do, isn't it?

That's what you've always done.

Turn family against family,
turn sister against sister.

That's what you did
to our mother and Aunt Lysa

and that's what you tried to do to us.

Sansa, please...

I'm a slow learner.

It's true.

But I learn.

Give me a chance to defend myself.
I deserve that.

I am Lord Protector of the Vale

and I command you to escort me
safely back to the Eyrie.

I think not.

Sansa, I beg you.

I loved your mother
since the time I was a boy.

And yet you betrayed her.

I loved you.

More than anyone.

And yet you betrayed me.

When you brought me
back to Winterfell,

you told me
there's no justice in the world.

Not unless we make it.

Thank you for all your many lessons,
Lord Baelish.

I will never forget them.



JAIME: Our men in King's Landing
will march north in three days' time.

It'll take us a fortnight just to
gather supplies for the train.

JAIME: We don't have a fortnight.

If the North falls, we fall.
Three days.

The remaining forces
in the Westerlands

will take the River Road east.

We'll meet at Lord Harroway's Town
and march together to Winterfell.

Ser Jaime.

Your Grace.

My lords,
I need a moment with my brother.

LORD 1: Your Grace.
LORD 2: Your Grace.

What are you doing?

Preparing the expedition north.

Expedition north?

I always knew
you were the stupidest Lannister.

The Starks and Targaryens
have united against us,

and you want to fight alongside them.

Are you a traitor or an idiot?

You pledged our forces
to fight our common enemy.

I'll say whatever I need to say
to ensure the survival of our house.

You expect me to trust the man
who murdered our father?

You expect me to command our troops
to fight beside foreign scum?

To fight for the Dragon Queen?

You saw it with your own eyes.
You saw a dead man trying to kill us.

And I saw it burn.

If dragons can't stop them,

if Dothraki and Unsullied
and Northmen can't stop them,

how will our armies make a difference?

This isn't about noble houses.

This is about the living and the dead.

And I intend
to stay amongst the living.

Let the Stark boy and his new queen
defend the North.

We stay here where we've always been.

I made a promise.

Our child will rule Westeros.

Our child will never be born
if the dead come south.

The monsters are real.

The White Walkers, the dragons,
the Dothraki screamers.

All the frightening stories we heard
when we were young.

They're all real. So be it.

Let the monsters kill each other.

And while they battle in the North,

we take back the lands
that belong to us.

And then what?

And then we rule.

When the fighting in the North
is over,

someone wins.
You understand that, don't you?

If the dead win,
they march south and kill us all.

If the living win,
and we've betrayed them,

they march south and kill us all!

The Targaryens and the Starks
already want to kill us all.

- Most of them will die in the North.
- I've faced them in the field.

We can't beat them.
We can't beat their dragons.

How many dragons
did you see at the pit?

- Two.
- What happened to the third?

For all we know,
it's guarding her fleet.

She came here with her dragons,
and her Dothraki, and her Unsullied.

She came here to show us
all her power.

No, something happened.
The dragons are vulnerable.

We can't beat the Dothraki.
We don't have the numbers.

We don't have the support
of the other houses.

No, we have something better.
We have the Iron Bank.

You should have listened more

when Father spoke
about the importance of gold.

I know it was boring for you.

You just wanted
to hunt and ride and fight.

But I listened, I learned.

Highgarden bought us
the most powerful army in Essos.

The Golden Company.

Twenty thousand men, horses,
elephants, I believe.

The Golden Company is not here.
They're in Essos.

How is a mercenary company in Essos
going to help us?

Do you really think Euron Greyjoy

turned tail and sailed back
to the Iron Islands?

Do you think he abandoned the chance
to marry the queen?

No one walks away from me.

He's sailing with his fleet to Essos.

He's going to ferry the Golden Company
back here

to help us win the war for Westeros.

You plotted with Euron Greyjoy

without telling me,
the commander of your armies?

And you conspired with Tyrion,

the man who murdered our father,
without telling me, your queen.

- I didn't conspire...
- You met with him in secret

without my consent.

You planned
to promote my enemy's interests.

That is the definition of conspiracy.

I pledged to ride north.

I intend to honor that pledge.

- Then that will be treason.
- Treason?

Disobeying your queen's command,
fighting with her enemies.

What would you call it?

Doesn't matter what I'd call it.

I told you no one walks away from me.

Are you going to order him to kill me?

I'm the only one you have left.

Our children are gone,
our father is gone.

It's just me and you now.

There's one more yet to come.

Give the order then.

I don't believe you.






Come in.

Samwell Tarly.

I wasn't sure if you'd remember me.

I remember everything.


You helped us get Beyond the Wall.

You're a good man.

Oh. Well, thank you, but...

I'm not sure that I am.

What happened to you Beyond the Wall?

I became the Three-Eyed Raven.


I don't know what that means.

I can see things
that happened in the past.

I can see things happening now.

All over the world.

Why did you come to Winterfell?


Jon's the one to lead the fight
against the dead.

I know he is.

But he can't do it alone.

So, I've come here to help him.

He's on his way back to Winterfell.

With Daenerys Targaryen.

You... You saw this?

In a vision?


He needs to know the truth.

- The truth about what?
- About himself.

No one knows. No one but me.

Jon isn't really my father's son.

He's the son of Rhaegar Targaryen
and my aunt, Lyanna Stark.

He was born in a tower in Dorne.

His last name isn't really Snow.

It's Sand.

It's not.

Dornish bastards are named Sand.

At the Citadel,
I transcribed a High Septon's diary.

He annulled Rhaegar's marriage
to Elia.

He wed Rhaegar and Lyanna
in a secret ceremony.

Are you certain?

It's what the High Septon wrote
in his private diary.

I don't know why he'd lie.

Is this something you can see?

RHAEGAR: Father, Smith, Warrior...
LYANNA: Father, Smith, Warrior...

- Mother, Maiden, Crone...
- Mother, Maiden, Crone...

- Stranger...
- Stranger...

- I am hers, and she is mine.
- I am his, and he is mine.

From this day,
until the end of my days.

BRAN: Robert's Rebellion
was built on a lie.

Rhaegar didn't kidnap my aunt,
or rape her.

He loved her.

And she loved him.

- And Jon...

Jon's real name...

His name is Aegon Targaryen.

You have to protect him.

Promise me, Ned.


BRAN: He's never been a bastard.

He's the heir to the Iron Throne.

He needs to know.

We need to tell him.

ARYA: Are you all right?

SANSA: It's just strange.

In his own horrible way,
I believe he loved me.

You did the right thing.

You did it.

I'm just the executioner.

You passed the sentence.

You're the Lady of Winterfell.

Does that bother you?

I was never going to be
as good a lady as you.

So I had to be something else.

I never could have survived
what you survived.

You would have.

You're the strongest person I know.

I believe that's the nicest thing
you've ever said to me.


Don't get used to it.

You're still very strange
and annoying.

"In winter, we must protect ourselves,

"look after one another."


"When the snows fall
and the white winds blow,

"the lone wolf dies,
but the pack survives."

I miss him.

Me, too.



BERIC: It's a long way down.

TORMUND: Yeah. The crows keep
telling me I'll get used to it.





Come on!

Run! Run!