Game of Thrones (2011–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - The Kingsroad - full transcript

You need to drink, child.

(She sighs)

And eat.

lsn't there anything else?

The Dothraki have two things
in abundance - grass and horses.

People can't live on grass.

(Jorah) ln the Shadow Lands
beyond Asshai,

they say there are fields of ghost grass

with stalks as pale as milk
that glow in the night.

lt murders all other grass.

The Dothraki believe that one day

it will cover everything -
that's the way the world will end.

lt'll get easier.

(Neighs, snorts)

(Laughing)

Khaleesi!

Your hands.

We're still not far from Pentos,
Your Grace.

Master lllyrio has
extended his hospitality.

You'd be more comfortable there.

l have no interest
in hospitality or comfort.

l'll stay with Drogo until he fulfills his end
of the bargain and l have my crown.

As you wish, Your Grace.

Well, Mormont,
as brutish as this life is,

l suppose it is preferable to beheading.

What did Ned Stark want you for?

Buying from a slaver?

Selling to one.

Some poachers l caught on my land.

Under my reign, you won't be punished
for such nonsense.

You can rest assured of that.

(Dogs howling)

(Rooster crows, hen clucking)

- (Moans)
- (Barking)

Better-looking bitches
than you're used to, Uncle.

My mother's been looking for you.

We ride for King's Landing today.

Before you go, you will call
on Lord and Lady Stark

and offer your sympathies.

What good will my sympathies do them?

None. But it is expected of you.

Your absence has already been noted.

The boy means nothing to me.

And l can't stand
the wailing of women.

(Whimpers)

One word and l'll hit you again.

l'm telling Mother!

Go! Tell her.

But first you will get to Lord and Lady Stark

and you will fall on your knees
in front of them

and tell them how very sorry you are,
that you are at their service,

and that all your prayers are with them.
Do you understand?

You can't...

Do you understand?

The Prince will
remember that, little lord.

l hope so.

lf he forgets, be a good dog
and remind him.

Ah. Time for breakfast.

Bread. And two of those little fish.

And a mug of dark beer
to wash it down.

And bacon, burnt black.

- Hyah.
- (Laughs)

- Little brother.
- Beloved siblings.

ls Bran going to die?

Apparently not.

- What do you mean?
- The maester says the boy may live.

lt's no mercy, letting a child
linger in such pain.

Only the gods know for certain.

All the rest of us can do is pray.

The charms of the North
seem entirely lost on you.

l still can't believe you're going.

lt's ridiculous, even for you.

Where's your sense of wonder?

The greatest structure ever built,
the intrepid men of the Night's Watch,

the wintry abode of the white walkers.

Tell me you're not thinking
of taking the black.

And go celibate?
The whores would go begging

from Dorne to Casterly Rock.

No, l just want to stand
on top of the Wall

and piss off the edge of the world.

The children don't need to hear your filth.

Come.

Even if the boy lives,
he'll be a cripple, a grotesque.

Give me a good, clean death any day.

Speaking for the grotesques,
l'd have to disagree.

Death is so final, whereas life...

ah, life is full of possibilities.

l hope the boy does wake. l'd be very
interested to hear what he has to say.

My dear brother,

there are times you make me wonder
whose side you're on.

My dear brother, you wound me.

You know how much
l love my family.

Please.

Oh, l would have dressed, Your Grace.

This is your home. l'm your guest.

Handsome one, isn't he?

l lost my first boy,
a little black-haired beauty.

He was a fighter too -

tried to beat the fever that took him.

Forgive me.

lt's the last thing you
need to hear right now.

l never knew.

lt was years ago.

Robert was crazed,
beat his hands bloody on the wall,

all the things men do
to show you how much they care.

The boy looked just like him.

Such a little thing.

A bird without feathers.

They came to take his body away

and Robert held me.
l screamed and l battled, but he held me.

That little bundle.

They took him away
and l never saw him again.

Never have visited the crypt, never.

l pray to the Mother
every morning and night

that she return your child to you.

l am grateful.

Perhaps this time she'll listen.

(Bellows pumping, fire crackling)

A sword for the Wall?

- l already have one.
- Good man.

- Have you swung it yet?
- Of course l have.

At someone, l mean.

lt's a strange thing,
the first time you cut a man.

You realize we're nothing
but sacks of meat and blood,

and some bone to keep it all standing.

Let me thank you ahead of time

for guarding us all from the perils
beyond the Wall -

wildlings and white walkers
and whatnot.

We're grateful to have good, strong men
like you protecting us.

We've guarded the Kingdoms
for 8,000 years.

ls it "we" already?

Have you taken your vows, then?

Soon enough.

Give my regards to the Night's Watch.

l'm sure it will be thrilling to serve
in such an elite force. And if not...

it's only for life.

Thank you, Nymeria.

Septa Mordane says
l have to do it again.

My things weren't
properly folded, she says.

Who cares how they're folded?
They're going to get all messed up anyway.

lt's good you've got help.

Watch.

Nymeria, gloves.

(Whimpers)

- lmpressive.
- Shut up.

Nymeria, gloves!

l have something for you.

And it has to be packed very carefully.

A present?

Close the door.

This is no toy.

Be careful you don't cut yourself.

- lt's so skinny.
- So are you.

l had the blacksmith
make it for you special.

lt won't hack a man's head off,

but it can poke him full of holes
if you're quick enough.

- l can be quick.
- You'll have to work at it every day.

How does it feel?

Do you like the balance?

l think so.

First lesson - stick them with the pointy end.

l know which end to use.

l'm going to miss you.

Careful.

All the best swords have names, you know.

Sansa can keep her sewing needles.

l've got a needle of my own.

l came to say goodbye to Bran.

You've said it.

l wish l could be here when you wake up.

l'm going north with Uncle Benjen.

l'm taking the black.

l know we always talked about
seeing the Wall together,

but you'll be able to come visit me
at Castle Black when you're better.

l'll know my way around by then.

l'll be a sworn brother of the Night's Watch.

We can go out walking beyond the Wall,
if you're not afraid.

l want you...

to leave.

1 7 years ago

you rode off with Robert Baratheon.

You came back a year later
with another woman's son.

And now you're leaving again.

l have no choice.

That's what men always say
when honor calls.

That's what you tell your families,
tell yourselves.

You do have a choice.

And you've made it.

Cat...

l can't do it, Ned.

l really can't.

You can.

You must.

You've said goodbye to Bran?

He's not going to die. l know it.

You Starks are hard to kill.

My mother?

- She was very kind.
- Good.

Next time l see you,
you'll be all in black.

lt was always my color.

Farewell, Snow.

And you, Stark.

There's great honor serving
in the Night's Watch.

The Starks have manned the Wall
for thousands of years.

And you are a Stark.

You might not have my name,

but you have my blood.

ls my mother alive?

Does she know about me?
Where l am, where l'm going?

Does she care?

The next time we see each other,

we'll talk about your mother.

Hmm?

l promise.

(Horse neighs)

Gods, this is country!

l've half a mind to leave them
all behind and keep going.

l've half a mind to go with you.

What do you say, just you and me
on the Kingsroad, swords at our sides,

a couple of tavern wenches
to warm our beds tonight.

- You should have asked me 20 years ago.
- (Chuckles)

There were wars to fight,
women to marry -

we never had the chance to be young.

l recall a few chances.

(Laughing)

There was that one...
Oh, what was her name?

That common girl of yours?

Becca. With the great big tits
you could bury your face in.

Bessie.
She was one of yours.

Bessie!
Thank the gods for Bessie.

And her tits.

Yours was, er... Aleena?

No. You told me once. Er... Meryl?

Your bastard's mother?

- Wylla.
- That's it.

She must have been a rare wench

to make Lord Eddard Stark
forget his honor.

You never told me what she looked like.

Nor will l.

We were at war.

None of us knew if we were
gonna go back home again.

You're too hard on yourself.
You always have been.

l swear if l weren't your king,
you'd have hit me already.

The worst thing about your coronation -

l'll never get to hit you again.

Trust me, that's not the worst thing.

There was a rider in the night.

Daenerys Targaryen has wed
some Dothraki horselord.

What of it? Do we send her
a wedding gift?

A knife perhaps, a good, sharp one,

and a bold man to wield it.

She's little more than a child.

Soon enough that child will spread her legs
and start breeding.

- Tell me we're not speaking of this.
- Oh, it's unspeakable to you?

What her father did to your family -
that was unspeakable.

What Rhaegar Targaryen
did to your sister -

the woman l loved.

l'll kill every Targaryen l get my hands on.

But you can't get your hands
on this one, can you?

This Khal Drogo,

it's said he has 100,000 men
in his horde.

Even a million Dothraki
are no threat to the realm,

as long as they remain on the other side
of the Narrow Sea.

They have no ships, Robert.

There are still those in the Seven Kingdoms
who call me usurper.

lf the Targaryen boy crosses
with a Dothraki horde at his back,

- the scum will join him.
- He will not cross.

And if by chance he does,
we'll throw him back into the sea.

There's a war coming, Ned.

l don't know when,
l don't know who we'll be fighting,

but it's coming.

(Laughter)

(Whimpering)

(Grunting)

(Fox barking)

Sit.

You'll be fed.

Untie them.

Ah, rapers.

They were given a choice, no doubt -
castration or the Wall.

Most choose the knife.

Not impressed by your new brothers?

Lovely thing about the Watch -

you discard your old family
and get a whole new one.

Why do you read so much?

Look at me and tell me what you see.

ls this a trick?

What you see is a dwarf.

lf l'd been born a peasant they might've
left me out in the woods to die.

Alas, l was born a Lannister
of Casterly Rock.

Things are expected of me.

My father was the Hand of the King
for 20 years.

Until your brother killed that king.

Yes, until my brother killed him.

Life is full of these little ironies.

My sister married the new king, and...

my repulsive nephew
will be king after him.

l must do my part for the honor of my house.
Wouldn't you agree?

But how?

Well, my brother has his sword

and l have my mind,

and a mind needs books
like a sword needs a whetstone.

That's why l read so much, Jon Snow.

And you?

What's your story, bastard?

Ask me nicely
and maybe l'll tell you, dwarf.

A bastard boy with nothing to inherit,

off to join the ancient order
of the Night's Watch,

alongside his valiant brothers-in-arms.

The Night's Watch protects
the realm from...

Ah, yes, yes, against
grumpkins and snarks

and all the other monsters
your wet nurse warned you about.

You're a smart boy.

You don't believe that nonsense.

Everything's better
with some wine in the belly.

(Wind howling)

(Creak)

lt's time we reviewed
the accounts, my lady.

You'll want to know how much
this royal visit has cost us.

Talk to Poole about it.

Poole went south
with Lord Stark, my lady.

We need a new steward,

and there are several other
appointments that require

- our immediate attention.
- l don't care about appointments!

(Footsteps)

l'll make the appointments.

We'll talk about it first thing in the morning.

Very good, my lord.

My lady.

(Distant howling)

(Distant barking, howling)

When was the last time you left this room?

l have to take care of him.

He's not going to die, Mother.

Maester Luwin says the most
dangerous time has passed.

What if he's wrong?

- Bran needs me.
- Rickon needs you.

- He's six.
- (Barking and howling continues)

He doesn't know what's happening.
He follows me around all day,

- clutching my leg, crying...
- Close the windows!

l can't stand it!
Please make them stop!

- (Howling, barking)
- (Animal shrieking)

Fire.

- (People shouting)
- You stay here. l'll come back.

(Bell ringing)

(Barking, people shouting)

You're not supposed to be here.

No one is supposed to be here.

lt's a mercy.

He's dead already.

No!

(She yells)

(Both grunting)

- (Crunch)
- (Screaming)

(Slash)

(Gasping)

- (Snarling)
- (Screaming)

- (Ripping)
- (Choking, screaming)

(Whines softly)

(Horse neighs)

(People chatting, child crying)

(Animals bleating)

- Have you ever seen a dragon?
- Dragon gone, Khaleesi.

Everywhere? Even in the East?

No dragon. Brave men kill them.

- lt is known.
- lt is known.

A trader from Qarth told me
that dragons come from the moon.

The moon?

He told me the moon
was an egg, Khaleesi,

that once there were two moons in the sky.

But one wandered too close to the sun
and it cracked from the heat,

and out of it poured
a thousand thousand dragons

and they drank the sun's fire.

(Chuckles) Moon is no egg.

Moon is god