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GAME OF THRONES

"The Stranger"
Spec Script

Written by
H. Alazhar & S.Niemann

H. Alazhar & S. Niemann


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INT. STONE HALL - DAY


An ornate red door stands at the end of a long hall lined
with high stone arches, tiny with distance. Pools of mottled
light fall from towering windows.
DAENERYS (5) shy and meek, clutches a bowl of lemons to her
chest. Servants go about their work with haste, but their
eyes and whispers linger uncomfortably as she passes them by.
INT. BEDCHAMBER - DAY
The red door cracks open. Dany peers inside.
SER WILLEM DARRY (70s), a grey bear of a man, lies on his
sickbed while servants tend to him. At his side, VISERYS
(10), a gangly youth takes council.
SER WILLEM
For centuries since Aegon the
Conqueror, Targaryens have wed
brother to sister and so, following
Valyrian custom, when Daenerys
comes of age you will take her as
your bride. She will be your queen.
(bellows suddenly)
What must a dying man do to have
his cup filled?
A servant hurries over with a flagon and fills Ser Willems
cup. He drinks deeply and holds the cup to be filled again.
SER WILLEM (CONTD)
Bastards would sooner see a man die
of thirst! Dead men have no need of
gold and silver. Scheming thieves
the lot of them!
Ser Willem impatiently gestures the servant away.
SER WILLEM (CONTD)
(to Viserys)
Do you know why this is? Why you
will take Daenerys as your wife?
VISERYS
For House Targaryen to survive the
blood of the dragon must remain
pure and we are the last of the
Dragons.

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2.

SER WILLEM
Good.
(a beat)
It will be a long and perilous road
back to the Iron Throne my young
King, but together you are strong.
Alone you will fall. There will
always be a blade looking to find
its way into your back.
A servant bearing food barges past Dany spilling her into the
room. Ser Willem squints over at the door.
SER WILLEM (CONTD)
Ah, is that my Little Princess I
see?
Dany shrinks under the weight of eyes on her. Viserys darkens
when he sights the lemons in her arms.
SER WILLEM (CONTD)
If my King allows, I would speak a
moment alone with My Lady.
Viserys nods and turns to leave. Dany crosses the room to Ser
Willems sickbed past Viserys.
VISERYS
(hiss of a whisper)
Been climbing trees again little
sister?
DAENERYS
No one would help me so I had to
get them myself.
Viserys grips her arm. Hard.
VISERYS
Dragons dont climb trees. They
burn them down.
SER WILLEM
My Lady, you do an old man a great
honor. Come, dont be afraid, sit
and talk with me a while.
Viserys releases her, offers a false smile to Ser Willem.
VISERYS
We will speak of this later little
sister.

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3.

He storms from the room, slams the door. Dany rubs at her arm
and joins Ser Willem. He gestures toward the lemons.
SER WILLEM
Are those for me?
Intimidated by the man, Dany just nods. Ser Willem picks a
lemon from the bowl and admires it.
SER WILLEM (CONTD)
Then I am in a great debt to you My
Lady. You see, of all the fruit
bearing trees in the lands this
side and beyond the Narrow Sea
those picked by your hand are
surely the sweetest.
Ser Willem winks at her and takes a healthy bite out the
fruit. His face screws up and he bellows in mock outrage.
Dany giggles and falls across his bearish chest, hugging him
tightly. Her laughter turns to stifled tears.
SER WILLEM (CONTD)
Why are you crying little princess?
YOUNG DAENERYS
Because youre going to die.
SER WILLEM
All men must die little one.
YOUNG DAENERYS
But Ser Willem, I dont want you to
die.
Ser Willem lifts her away, studies her anguished face and
gently wipes away her tears.
SER WILLEM
Each year your lemon tree bears its
fruit, does it not?
Dany nods as she scrubs at her cheeks.
SER WILLEM (CONTD)
And when the fruit falls does the
tree itself die?

No.

YOUNG DAENERYS
(sniffling)

4.

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SER WILLEM
A trees strength, its life, lie in
its roots, Daenerys. For a man, or
Queen, their roots are their deeds
in life. If the roots run deep, no
man can ever die.
(a beat)
You have the blood of the Dragon,
Little Princess. Tend your roots so
that one day you might fly even
above the gods. Yes?
Ser Willem holds Danys shoulders. Finally she nods.
SER WILLEM (CONTD)
Now, what are your words?
YOUNG DAENERYS
Fire and blood.
END FLASHBACK:
INT. PIT
Huddled in the dark, Daenerys trails bloodied fingers across
the earthen walls of her prison. Haggard, dirty and very much
alone. Despair fills her but she chokes down a cry.
DAENERYS
I am the blood of the dragon. I am
the blood of the dragon. I am -Rough Dothraki laughter suddenly erupts above her. Dany comes
to her feet, stares up defiantly and waits. The roof of her
prison lifts. Light pierces the dark. Dany shields her eyes.
DAENERYS (CONTD)
I am Daenerys Stormborn of the
blood of old Valyria --!
She glares at the Dorthraki warrior. He sways drunkenly,
contemplates a beat then drains the last of the wine skin.
DAENERYS (CONTD)
Queen of Meereen, Mother of
Dragons, Khaleesi of the Great
Grass Sea and I demand you release
me!
He fumbles absently at his crotch and douses her with urine.
Dany doesnt flinch. She takes it. Every inch the queen.

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5.

When he is done, the Dothraki warrior lets the dirt hatch


drop closed. Rough laughter erupts above amongst the men.
Dany trembles in the dark. Rigid with fury and dented pride.
A scornful chuckle fills the darkness behind her.
MANS VOICE (O.S.)
Stupid little whore. You still
think you are someone.
The shadows stir and Viserys leans forward. The skin of his
face charred and burnt. The gold crown Drogo gave him a
morbid death mask. He leans closer, whispers into her ear.
VISERYS
You are no one, sweet sister.
INT. BRAAVOS - HOUSE OF BLACK AND WHITE - DAY
White eyes burst open. ARYA awakens beneath a statue of THE
STRANGER. The God of Death. Her hands trace its face as she
stands. Fighting panic, she orients herself...
A CROSSROAD OF HALLS; sconces light the way from the Stranger
statue into darkness in three directions.
ARYA
The heart lies and the head plays
tricks. Left was a circle. Right
was a dead end. Straight ahead
today. Straight ahead. Find Jaquen.
Find a way out. You can do this.
Arya begins a slow but steady shuffle.
ARYA (CONTD)
Cersei. Walder Frey. Gregor
Clegane. Ilyne Payne. Cersei.
Walder Frey. Gregor -Arya hits an alcove wall. Winded, she forces herself on.
ARYA (CONTD)
Swift as a deer. Quiet as a shadow.
Calm as water.
An uphill slope. Arya stumbles, regains herself. With shaking
arms and iron will she battles onward.
ARYA (CONTD)
Fear cuts deeper than swords. Fear
cuts deeper than --

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6.

Aryas knee knocks a flaming brazier. Her hands splay in the


coals. She shrieks and rebounds. All direction lost.
Arya stumbles, crashes down a set of stairs. Her hands
grope... and she stills. Her shoulders slump. A sob escapes.
She is at THE STRANGER STATUE once more. With a howl of
frustration Arya collapses. A shadow moves in the darkness.
MANS VOICE (O.S.)
A man finds a girl cradled in the
arms of The Stranger. A girl
chooses strange bedfellows indeed.
Arya startles, smothering relief with toughness. JAQUEN
HGHAR steps into the light.
JAQUEN HGHAR
And yet a girl finds a paramour in
the darkness, does she not? The
Stranger is ever the outcast, a
wanderer from far and lonely
places. Less and more than human.
Unknown and unknowable. Who does
this make the girl?
ARYA
No-one. Just a servant of the Many
Faced God.
JAQUEN HGHAR
A girl lies.
An object is thrown at her feet. Arya recoils.
JAQUEN HGHAR (CONTD)
A man knows a girl. A man sees the
blind beggar of The House of Black
and White before him.
Arya stubbornly scrabbles on her hands and knees, reaches out
and grasps a gnarled walking stick. She deflates.
JAQUEN HGHAR (CONTD)
Such a thing is better than eyes
should a girl learn to use it.
ARYA
Thats a lie. No stick is better
than a pair of eyes.

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7.

JAQUEN HGHAR
Hear, smell, taste, feel. There are
many ways to know the world for
those who cannot see.
Jaquen takes her hand, runs it along the stone wall -showing her NOTCHES marked there.
JAQUEN HGHAR (CONTD)
A whole world beneath the world -if only a girl cares to see it.
ARYA
How long must I be this way Jaquen?
How long must I be blind?
JAQUEN HGHAR
Until darkness is as sweet to a
girl as light.
(turning to leave)
Come. A girl must serve.
EXT. THE TWINS - DAY
The Crossing at the Twins; Walder Frey's stronghold morphs
like a hazy grey apparition through the half-light and rain.
INT. THE TWINS - HALL
With a vultures gaze LORD WALDER FREY sips wine from his seat
on the black oak throne. A BOLTON EMISSARY drinks alongside
him, finishing his supper. Supremely uncomfortable.
Grunts and groans fill the hall. Walder Frey's attention is
rapt on...
EDMURE TULLY, naked and slick with sweat thrusts into a Frey
girl on a bed in the centre of the Great Hall.
Walder Frey laughs at his granddaughters cries. The Bolton
Emissary focuses instead on the business at hand.
BOLTON EMISSARY
The rebellion in Riverrun has
ended. The Blackfish, gone. In time
the people will recognise your
claim as Liege Lord to their lands.

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8.

WALDER FREY
Always pays to have a little
insurance in mind though, doesn't
it? A few pissing babes ought do
the trick nicely, don't you agree?
Walder grins at the sight of Edmure, whose cries become
desperate as the Frey girl climaxes. Edmure releases his seed
and collapses, panting from exertion.
Walder gestures impatiently to the line of waiting Frey
daughters and granddaughters.
Next.

WALDER FREY (CONTD)

The Frey girl climbs from the bed and wraps a gown around her
naked body as the next girl takes her place.
EDMURE
My Lord... Please, I beg of you. No
more. I am spent.
Next!

WALDER FREY

Disheartened, Edmure positions himself and mounts the girl.


Her moans punctuate every thrust.
Walder returns his attention to the Bolton Emissary.
WALDER FREY (CONTD)
Riverrun is the least of my
concerns. With that stuck up
pretender Stannis Baratheon dead,
his house dies with him. The last
of those tiresome fucking
Baratheons, dead! What a red letter
day this is.
(to Edmure)
Hear that, Tully? Yours aren't the
only lands I'll be hosting my
banner over!
BOLTON EMISSARY
The Warden of the North will see
you rewarded for your loyalty Lord
Frey, and prays for your banners
continuing support should his eyes
turn to the South. He has
generously gifted you Storms End in
gratitude for your fealty thus far.

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9.

WALDER FREY
Storms End? Generous! I'll take
Dragonstone thank you very much.
And the Warden of the North will
remember what side his fucking
bread is buttered -- lest he finds
himself unable to cross the Twins
on the way to his precious Iron
Chair.
(to Edmure)
Faster! We don't have all day.
Dont make me slit your throat like
your dearly departed sister.
Angered, Edmure quickens his pace.
EXT. WOLFSWOOD - FARMHOUSE - DAY
The body of a dog lies dead in the snow.
THE BASTARDS BOYS mill in makeshift camp. THE BASTARDS
GIRLS, a vicious pack of hunting hounds strain at their leash
after the dead dog. A soldier curses, slackens the leash.
The dogs frenzy, mauling the carcass to shreds.
INT. FARMHOUSE - DAY
Blood drips, pooling on floorboards. A fire blazes in the
hearth whilst stew in the cook-pot boils.
RAMSAY BOLTON sits at the table. He slurps stew noisily as he
inks then seals a note and hands it to a BOLTON SOLDIER.
RAMSAY
My lord father will be pleased.
Today I fetch home my wayward wife
and kill my traitorous mutt. A
good day, wouldnt you agree?
BOLTON SOLDIER
Yes, mlord.
The Soldier nods stiffly and takes leave.
Ramsay drains a flagon of wine with an appreciative smack of
his lips. A whimpering sob draws his gaze.
RAMSAY
Ah. Youre awake.

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10.

Nearby a family of corpses fester, red and dripping. Bound to


the timbers and flayed. Mother and children long dead, only
the father clings to the remains of life.
RAMSAY (CONTD)
Here I am eating your food.
Drinking your wine! Warming myself
by your fire, when I should be
thanking you for your hospitality.
(a beat)
In my defense I thought you were
dead, little mouse.
Ramsay stands, the chair grates on the floorboards. He
smooths unseen creases in his tunic as he heads over, studies
his handiwork of flayed flesh.
RAMSAY (CONTD)
I admire you, you know. Not many
men would still be alive after
having lost so much skin.
The flayed farmer strains to speak. Ramsay leans closer.
RAMSAY (CONTD)
You need to squeak up little mouse.
FLAYED MAN
The North remembers.
Ramsay pats the mans shoulder, turns to leave.
RAMSAY
So they keep telling me.
EXT. WOLFSWOOD - FAMILY FARMHOUSE - CONTINUOUS
Ramsay strides from the house. As his soldier sends a raven,
he approaches his men, reaching for his horse.
RAMSAY
Ready the dogs, they cant be far.
(eyeing the house)
Burn it.
The soldiers move into action. Burning logs heft from the
campfire. Windows smash.
THE FARMHOUSE BURNS, a funeral pyre churning dense black
smoke. A scream pierces the air as Ramsay unleashes the dogs.
They howl, tearing away into the Wolfswood. With a giddy
laugh, he strikes after them.

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11.

ON THE BLUFF,
BRIENNE stares down at the burning building. Grieved.
Grim determination grips Brienne as she strides down the
bluff. Meanders through a thicket of trees, reaching -A NEARBY ENCAMPMENT,
where a campfire burns outside of a makeshift shelter.
PODRICK startles to his feet, relaxing on seeing Brienne.
BRIENNE
Saddle the horses Pod. Ramsay moves
north, and Im taking the Kingsroad
to cut him off. You will break camp
at once for the Wall and Castle
Black.
PODRICK
I dont like this plan. I wont
leave you, my lady.
BRIENNE
Its the only way. Ive taught you
everything I can, Pod. Youll be
fine -- and you wont be alone.
PODRICK
But my lady... I dont trust him.
Brienne stamps out the fire. With a grimace she eyes a man
curled beneath a fur. Bares a dagger. Leans toward --- STANNIS BARATHEON. In a haze of sleepless depression. He
glares the sight of the dagger -- but accepts his fate.
Brienne scowls -- and CUTS HIS RESTRAINTS, angrily sheathing
the blade. His hands fall free. He works life back into them.
BRIENNE
The Wall awaits. Do you remember
your vow, Baratheon?
STANNIS
I remember, for what its worth.
But the Nights Watch wont allow me
the black. Not while the bastard
resides as Lord Commander.
BRIENNE
Youre a seasoned battle commander.
Trust me, theyve taken worse -theyll be glad of you.
(MORE)

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BRIENNE (CONT'D)
And I cannot force you to take the
black. But for all your crimes,
people say you are a man of justice
and honor. The only justice is The
Wall, the only honor to be had at
the service of the Realm.
STANNIS
Do you see me as a sword in the
darkness, a watcher on the Wall?
After all Ive done? Kill me and be
done with it.
BRIENNE
(beat, fights temptation)
My father used to say a clean death
is easy, and life is the greater
evil -- you need to earn yours. Im
not going to give it to you.
STANNIS
Weakness is what it is. Never trust
a woman with a mans work. Renly
would be turning in his grave.
BRIENNE
(flashes hotly)
I loved Renly like no other. But my
duty is to the living, not the
dead. Your brother knew there was
no honor in killing an unarmed man.
STANNIS
That can be easily remedied. Give
me steel.
Brienne turns furiously, saddling her horse with jerky
motions. Stannis stands, gestures at her sword.
STANNIS (CONTD)
Oathkeeper you call it? Oathbreaker
more like. Do you so easily forsake
your own vows, woman?
BRIENNE
I vowed to kill you, and I am.
Youll go to the Wall. Youll never
take another woman, father another
heir. Youll sacrifice your title,
your lands, and youll never see
Dragonstone or Storms End again.
Everything you ever cared about
will be taken from you.
(MORE)

12.

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13.

BRIENNE (CONT'D)
For a man such as you there is no
greater death.
STANNIS
The Realm has already taken all
from me. My daughter resides with
Renly now.
BRIENNE
I am sorry.
STANNIS
Dont be. I burned her alive.
The wind is knocked from Brienne. She turns murderously.
STANNIS (CONTD)
My only blood, whos only crime was
to love me. Sacrificed to the Lord
of bloody Light. The night was dark
and full of terrors, and the needs
of the many outweighed the few. So
to save thousands I did it.
(with bitterness)
So tell me again, woman, that death
is too swift for a man such as I.
Give me steel and let us end this.
Brienne forces down murderous intent. Mounts her horse.
BRIENNE
You know where to find your fucking
steel. But fear not Kinslayer. One
day theyll sing songs of the
crimes of the Black King long after
you earn your death in fire.
(with malice)
And I pray your childs screams
haunt you in this life and the
next.
Brienne strikes onward as Stannis flinches. Full of anguish,
he hardens. Meets Podricks eyes, who offers the reigns of
the horse. Stannis weighs the choice...
STANNIS
Night gathers... and now my Watch
begins.
Stannis grimly takes the reigns.

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14.

INT. APEX, GREAT PYRAMID, MEEREEN - DAY


TYRION walks through the opulent swaying silks of the Queens
chambers and sights VARYS on the balcony.
TYRION
Ah, Varys. Ive been looking for
you.
VARYS
Only so far a spider can crawl
these days I fear.
Tyrion pours himself wine and joins Varys.
TYRION
A city under siege would do that I
suppose.
Tyrion takes in the view. Meereen sprawls beneath them, black
clouds of smoke dot the city where it burns.
TYRION (CONTD)
It all looks so peaceful, doesnt
it?
VARYS
Yes. Looks can be deceiving.
Tyrion tips his cup in agreement and drinks. A long beat.
TYRION
Any word on the Queen?
Varys sighs and drifts inside. Tyrion walks with him as they
descend to the audience chamber one level below.
VARYS
My little birds dont sing as they
once did. Some have stopped singing
altogether.
TYRION
Now that is troubling news.
VARYS
Yes. Very troubling.
(a long beat)
Meereen feels abandoned by their
Mother. Its children grow weary.
The Sons of the Harpy sweep through
the streets killing those who
resist the old ways.
(MORE)

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VARYS (CONT'D)
Without Daenerys in the city, there
is nothing to hold it together. It
is just a matter of time before the
slaves return to their masters and
the city is lost to us.
TYRION
Well then, we must get this under
control quickly. Once Yunai and
Astapor realize our weakness, they
will amass a force large enough to
take Meereen.
VARYS
Oh, they already have.
(off Tyrions look)
What little my birds do tell me,
the Slaver Cities have united.
Their armies draw closer everyday
under the banner of His Imperial
Majesty.
TYRION
The Astapor butcher?
VARYS
So they say.
TYRION
Varys, have I ever told you -- you
have the uncanny knack of ruining a
mans day?
VARYS
I speak only what the birds tell
me.
TYRION
Yes. Your little birds. Have they
said anything of use as to how we
can save the city?
VARYS
No. But I might offer a suggestion?
TYRION
By the gods Varys. Just spit it
out.
VARYS
A Red Priestess resides in the
city. One such as her could sway
those who wouldn't otherwise be so
swayed.

15.

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16.

TYRION
You speak of prophecy? A dangerous
thing.
VARYS
(shrugs)
What else do we have?
TYRION
(a long beat)
We could always kill the dragons.
They are chained up. How hard could
it be?
VARYS
Yes. That would be an end to our
troubles. Might even lift the
siege. It is the Mothers wrath
that worries me.
TYRION
But oh would they write about us. A
dwarf and a eunuch who slayed
dragons. Whores and riches from the
Bay of Ice to the shores of Asshai.
We would die happy and old.
VARYS
No one dies old anymore.
The doors to the audience chamber crash open. THREE UNSULLIED
enter, dragging a covered body. Tyrion is horrified at the
charred remains of a man wrapped in chains.
TYRION
What happened?
GREY WORM removes his helm. Every inch of him covered in
blood and soot. The Unsullied look exhausted.
GREY WORM
Harpy Sons send more message. Kill
dragons in chain or whole city burn
one Unsullied at time.
Affected, Tyrion glances back at Varys. Resigns himself...
TYRION
The red witch it is.

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17.

EXT. GREAT GRASS SEA - DAY


The Dothraki force, a dark swarm on the open plain, snakes
the contours of the land under a blazing sun.
On sore, bloody feet, Dany walks. Her dress mud-stained rags,
her lips cracked. She sights a rider ahead...
KHAL JHAQO. Unlike any Dothraki Dany has ever seen. Shaven
head, clad in Dornish silks, Jhaqo drips in gold and jewels.
Bells jingle from his long beard.
Danys eyes drift over the sway of long grass and notices a
stalk within reach that is white as bleached bone. She
reaches out to touch it.
MANS VOICE (O.S.)
The Ghost grass creeps ever closer.
Dany glances over. JORAH is walking beside her.
JORAH
This is a bad place to be.
(he looks at her)
I told you. Your war was in
Westeros, my Queen.
Dany cant make herself look at him. She keeps walking.
DAENERYS
I was tired. I was weary of war. I
wanted to rest. To plant trees and
watch them grow.
JORAH
Dragons dont plant trees Khaleesi.
DAENERYS
You betrayed me.
JORAH
I gave you good council. Save your
spears and swords for the Seven
Kingdoms. Leave Meereen to the
Meereenese and go west, I begged of
you. You would not listen.
DAENERYS
I had to take Meereen or see my
children starve along the march. I
had to take Meereen to feed my
people.
Jorah studies her. A long, pained beat.

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18.

JORAH
Now who will feed you my Queen?
His concern touches a nerve. She suddenly cant do this
without him.
DAENERYS
Jorah, I -Dany looks back but Jorah is gone. Her foot catches and she
stumbles, falls hard to her hands and knees. No one helps.
Through the mass of Dothraki, Dany sights a familiar slave
girl. JHIQUI who once taught her to speak Dothraki.
Jhiqui?

DAENERYS (CONTD)

Jhiqui meets Danys eye with a brief desire to help, then


hurries on as a shadow falls across Dany. A DOTHRAKI SLAVER
towers above her on his horse.
Walk.

DOTHRAKI SLAVER

Dany is too weak to stand. The Slaver cracks a whip, and she
cries out. Leather bites flesh.
Walk!

DOTHRAKI SLAVER (CONTD)

Dany stands. Forces herself tall, meets the riders eyes. Her
eyes flash... and she outstretches her arms. Do it.
The Slaver darkens in surprise. Raises the whip. Dany closes
her eyes in surrender.
But the strike doesnt come.
Dany opens her eyes as the Slaver rides on. She sights --- Khal Jhaqo, ahead on his horse. A cruel cut to his hard
face. Finally he wheels his horse and continues on. Sickened
with relief, Dany watches him go.
EXT. LHAZAR - SKAHAZADHAN RIVER - DAY
Sandstone mountains rise above the hill country of Lhazar.
Crouched beside the slow moving brown river, a tired and
haggard Jorah fills a water skin and quenches his thirst. His
brow furrows fearfully... he pulls back his sleeve.

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19.

GREYSCALE spreads up his arm. The infection has worsened.


DAARIO (O.S.)
Sheep shit and grass. Four days
thats all weve seen. Sheep. Shit.
Grass!
Jorah hardens, yanks down his sleeve. Glances back at -DAARIO, who irritably stabs at his boot with a stick near the
horses. Jorah joins him, offers the skin. Daario accepts.
JORAH
A Lhazareen village lies not far
north of here. If a dragon passed
this way, someone there would have
seen it.
DAARIO
You forget, the Lamb Men and their
sheep gods have no reason to love
Meereen or a Khaleesi whose Khal
enslaved them.
JORAH
(mounts horse)
I dont care for the loves of Lamb
Men. Daenerys is out there. Shes
never been alone. We dont know if
she is hurt or even if shes alive.
(a beat)
If the Lhazareen wont talk then
they will die.
DAARIO
The pits have changed you, old man.
(beat, off Jorahs glare)
Seven hells... you still love her,
dont you?
Jorah wheels his horse around, masking great hurt.
JORAH
We are but swords in service to the
Queen. Our love can only ever be
duty... for her heart lies with a
dead man.
Daario watches him go, deeply troubled.

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20.

INT. HOUSE OF BLACK AND WHITE - SANCTUARY - DAY


Footfalls echo from Death God Statues overlooking the
Sanctuary and the deathly black pool in its centre.
ARYA
Jaquen wait. I cant keep up with
you -Jaquen doesnt wait. Arya follows haltingly. She cant find
notches in the stone. She hits a column, skins an elbow.
ARYA (CONTD)
Wait. Dont go!
She cant hear where Jaquen is.
ARYA (CONTD)
Jaquen, please!
Arya sprawls, catching herself mere inches from the poisoned
waters of the black pool. Arya stands, at breaking point.
ARYA (CONTD)
Jaquen, Im sorry!
From the shadows, Jaquen studies her. His expression stone.
ARYA (CONTD)
I was wrong. I shouldnt have taken
the face. I broke your trust. Im
sorry!
JAQUEN HGHAR
A sad little lie. A girl knows not
why she is sorry. But a girl will
learn.
Arya finds her feet and follows.
INT. HOUSE OF BLACK AND WHITE - VAULT
Arya and Jaquen enter the small vault where a mortuary slab
holds the body of a woman. Jaquen presses a wet rag into
Aryas hands and turns to leave.
ARYA
I mean it. I know you dont believe
me, but I do. Im sorry. Please
Jaquen -- give me back my eyes.
Jaquen turns. Anger flashes.

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JAQUEN HGHAR
Jaquen Hghar cannot do this.
Why not?

ARYA

JAQUEN HGHAR
Because Jaquen Hghar did not blind
a girl. Who could have done this
thing, a man wonders?
ARYA
It was the Many Faced God wasnt
it? What does he want? Youre
supposed to tell me what to do!
JAQUEN HGHAR
A girl still does not understand.
ARYA
Then help me!
Jaquen stalks forward.
JAQUEN HGHAR
No-one blinded Arya Stark -someone blinded Arya Stark.
ARYA
(a beat)
Thats not true. Im no-one. Thats
not my name -JAQUEN HGHAR
A girls lies undo her.
of Winterfell, daughter
Eddard and Lady Catelyn
someone. And Arya Stark
appreciate our gift.

Arya Stark
of Lord
is still
does not

ARYA
But I do. Valar morghulis -JAQUEN HGHAR
Valar dohaeris.
Jaquens words ring like a thunderclap.
JAQUEN HGHAR (CONTD)
And whilst a girl serves only
herself, she is blind to the Many
Faced God.

21.

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22.

EXT. WOLFSWOOD - DAY


The Queenscrown Mountains tower over the Wolfswood, an arctic
wilderness rising spectacularly over The Northern lands.
BELOW IN THE WOLFSWOOD
Two riders in warm cloaks trot through the snowy forest.
Cresting a rise, SANSA slows her horse at the sight of the
imposing mountain range.
THEON stops beside her. He sights SMOKE RISING from the
direction of the farmhouse.
THEON
The snow wont hide our trail
forever. We need to move faster if
were to find another shelter
before nightfall.
SANSA
Were not finding another shelter.
THEON
Of course we are. There are
loyalists to House Stark and Tully
everywhere. The North bloody
Remembers, doesnt it?
SANSA
If it doesnt forget it will kill
them. That family shouldnt have
helped us, and we shouldnt have
stopped.
THEON
In case you didnt notice, this
cold killed half of Stannis entire
army. How in seven hells are we
supposed to survive it?
SANSA
We have to reach The Wall.
Sansa kicks her horse into canter. Theon reels, hurriedly
follows. As he catches up -THEON
The Wall? Are you mad? You want to
escape a madman into a den of
murders, thieves and rapists?

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23.

SANSA
You should feel right at home then
shouldnt you, Reek?
THEON
(flinches at the name)
Wed never make it over the
Queenscrown! We should ride west to
Deepwood Motte. House Glover are
longtime Stark allies, we can get a
boat from there to the Iron
Islands. Ramsay would never dare
follow us there.
SANSA
And do you really believe House
Glover are loyal? How do I know who
to trust? Who would go against the
Bastard of Bolton now hes
destroyed Stannis army?
(with resolve)
No -- Im going to Castle Black.
Jon is the Lord Commander now,
hell shelter us. Ill send ravens
to Littlefinger at Kings Landing,
my mothers family at Riverrun and
Houses Glover and Umber for
support. Then well find out how
much the North truly remembers.
THEON
Its too far! Every hour we ride is
another his dogs hunt us down. He
doesnt care if he breaks his
horses legs, if his men die of the
cold. You saw the smoke! Hes
coming, and when finds us -Sansa reigns her horse, turning on Theon. Cloak billowing
behind her, she sits tall and regal.
SANSA
Go back to him then. Beg for your
life. See how much of it he leaves
you with when he takes your skin.
Ill make it to the Wall alone.
Sansa kicks the horse onward. Theon battles with the
choice... then rides after her.

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24.

EXT. KINGS LANDING - DAY


Sunlight glitters from the tall towers of the Red Keep.
INT. QUEEN REGENTS BEDCHAMBER
CERSEI, her shorn hair soaked to her scalp, soaps and scrubs
her arms and body raw in the tub. But no matter how she
scrubs, she cant wash the shame away.
Cersei dissolves into sobs. Hugs her knees to her chest.
INT. RED KEEP - HALLWAY
KING TOMMEN is red-faced, propelled by nervous anger as he
approaches the Queen Regents chambers. He hesitates a moment
when he sees SER ROBERT STRONG (GREGOR CLEGAGNE) standing
guard at the door then pushes inside.
INT. THE QUEEN REGENTS CHAMBERS
Tommen squints around the dimly lit room. NOVICES bow, but
the SEPTA barely glances up from her needlework as he passes.
TOMMEN
I would speak with my mother.
SEPTA
Your mother is washing. You can
wait here.
Tommen is impatient, but too afraid to defy the Septa. He
paces at the closed door to the bedchamber, finds the nerve.
TOMMEN
Mother. Its Tommen.
INT. QUEEN REGENTS BEDCHAMBER
Cersei turns at the sound of Tommens voice, wipes at her
face and hardens. Refusing to show her son a broken woman.
She reaches for a robe, steps out the tub and opens the door.
Tommen spins to confront her, then drops his gaze quickly.
CERSEI
Ah, my son comes to see me.
Tommen stalks into the room. Cersei meekly eyes the Septa.

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25.

CERSEI (CONTD)
My apologies good Septa. My son is
willful. Please allow us a moment?
The Septa nods. Cersei bows her head and closes the door.
TOMMEN
You elected trial by combat?! I
wont allow it. Are you mad?
Cersei moves behind a screen to dress.
CERSEI (O.S.)
There cannot be a trial, my sweet
King. We both know these filthy
accusations for the lies they are,
but there are those who will
believe the worst. The self-seekers
and false friends that abandoned me
in the Sept of Baelor have been
trying to destroy our house for
centuries.
Cersei steps out from behind the screen and fastens the last
buttons on the neck of her simple brown dress.
CERSEI (CONTD)
Can you imagine the lies they would
spew about me in a trial by the
Faith? No. The Queen Regent and
Kings Hand does not stand trial
like a common criminal.
TOMMEN
Then I will speak with the Small
Council.
CERSEI
And what would you say?
Tommen falters. He moves away, glum.
TOMMEN
You are no longer Hand of the King.
Cersei blinks in surprise.
TOMMEN (CONTD)
Youre to have no further voice in
the governance of the Realm. After
the trial, the Council plan to
return you to Casterly Rock.

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26.

CERSEI
I see. They have been busy.
TOMMEN
Mace Tyrell was appointed as the
new Hand. Do you know what his
first action was? Not gaining
council or allies in our fight
against the Faith Militant. No! He
had a shining oaken throne carved
in the shape of a hand. He is
seated beneath the Iron Throne
itself as we speak. I dont know
what to do.
Cersei comes to him, holds Tommen in a mothers embrace.
CERSEI
Fear not my sweet king. My champion
will not fall and I will once again
be at your side to guide you.
TOMMEN
I pray Ser Robert Strong is as
formidable as he seems. For if your
Silent Giant fails you...
He wont.

CERSEI

INT. HOUSE OF BLACK AND WHITE - VAULT


Arya undresses the dead woman, fingers tangle the corset
lacing into knots. She sorts the womans possessions instead.
ARYA
I bet you were one of those girls
who were always singing. My sister
used to do that. Always singing
about some stupid prince who died
in some stupid battle, and his lady
who threw herself off some stupid
tower because he was dead.
Coins clatter. Arya hisses, scrabbles, and retrieves them.
Four Volantene honors, two Lysene skull coins -ARYA (CONT'D)
The lady should have gone and
killed the ones who murdered her
prince. And they should have sung
the songs about HER --

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27.

-- and a WESTEROSI GOLD DRAGON. Arya fingers the coin.


Homesick, until she turns it over -- and feels a face.
Joffrey.

ARYA (CONTD)

With renewed fire, Arya stands. As she speaks her accent


changes, her shoulders cave... a new girl emerges.
ARYA (CONTD)
They call me Blind Beth, an I been
blind all me life. An orphan of
Kings Landing I am.
Arya slowly teases the corset knots loose.
ARYA (CONTD)
Me father was an oarmaster on one
of Robert Baratheons galleys so
he was. When me mother and brother
died of the scale he took me away
from home, off to sea with him -The laces pull free and the corset falls away. Arya feels for
the wet cloth and starts washing the corpse.
ARYA (CONTD)
The ship was called Nymeria.
INT. HOUSE OF BLACK AND WHITE - HALLS - LATER
Stick in hand, Arya shuffles feeling for notches in the wall.
ARYA
I earned me keep catchin rats in
the bilge and stitching sails by
climbing places the men couldnt
go. Climbed the outrigger in storms
and snows alike, so I did, needle
in my teeth, never needed no bloody
eyes to help me.
At a crossroads she stops. Sniffs the air. Listens. The
distant hum of voices. People. She follows the sound.
INT. HOUSE OF BLACK AND WHITE - KITCHENS
Arya enters, the clack of her stick echoing from the walls.
The cook huffs, loads a plate and ushers Arya to a table.
Arya digs in ravenously. The knife flashes in her hand, and
she slows. Feeling the blade...

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28.

ARYA
Then me father died as well.
Killed by his own crew for spoils.
The Captain tried to kill me too...
INT. HOUSE OF BLACK AND WHITE - HALLS
The handle of the knife sticks from Aryas pocket. She
falteringly descends a staircase -ARYA
I jumped off Nymeria in Slavers Bay
and swam ashore to Braavos. Came
here to offer their names to the
Red God, so I did.
-- and reaches the bottom. Her searching fingers brush over
the Stranger Statue. Arya orients herself. Continues on...
INT. HOUSE OF BLACK AND WHITE - ACOLYTE BEDROOM
... into a bare room. Legs giving out, Arya sinks to the
stone bed. Setting the knife aside, she eases back in relief.
LATER
Chunks of hair lie on the floor at Aryas feet. She stands
bent over the washbasin. Sets the knife down.
BLIND BETH is totally unrecognizable... and shaven bald.
ARYA
One day Blind Beth will find them
again -- and shell kill them.
Aryas white eyes stare grimly into the mirror as her fingers
find a strip of rag. She fastens it over her eyes.
ARYA (CONTD)
Shell kill them all.
EXT. QUEENSCROWN MOUNTAIN PASS
The base of the Queenscrown, treacherous and unforgiving.
A violent snowstorm assaults a snowy mountain pass walled by
steep stone and clustered pines. Theon struggles to keep up
with Sansa who forges on ahead.
Dogs howl in the distance.

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29.

THEON
Sansa! Hurry!
Theon kicks hard, the horse struggles through knee deep snow.
Suddenly, Sansas horse buckles, she is pitched and falls.
Sansa!

THEON (CONTD)

Wild eyed, Theon dismounts and hurries toward her.


THEON (CONTD)
Are you hurt?
SANSA
No. Help me get her up!
Sansa struggles with the horse, the beast protests.
THEON
Its leg is broken! Sansa... we
have to go, now!
SANSA
Our supplies -THEON
Leave them!
Dogs howl. Closer now.
Theon and Sansa throw each other a fearful look then attack
the snowy ascent.
THEON (CONTD)
We wont make it!
Another howl. Sansa spins and palms her dagger as a savage
HOUND ploughs through the snow drifts.
Sansa is rigid with fear. The dog lunges. Theon grabs a
gnarled branch and bats the dog away. The beast quickly finds
its footing and charges... sinks teeth into Theons arm.
Theon screams.
Theon!

SANSA

Sansa drives the dagger into the dogs skull. It falls dead.
Theon clutches his arm, looks up as...
MORE DOGS burst from the trees. A RIDER descends on the
clearing, flanking the dogs. Draws a sword.

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30.

Sansa glances hopelessly at Theon. Theyre going to die.


THEON
Im sorry. For everything.
Sansa grips Theons hand tight.
I know.

SANSA

The dogs are nearly upon them when the rider veers into the
dogs, raises the sword and cleaves the nearest in two.
Sansa and Theon cant believe their eyes. The rider cuts the
dogs down and rears to a halt beside them.
BRIENNE drags off her helm, offers a hand.
BRIENNE
My Lady -- take my hand!
Torn, Sansa glances guiltily to Theon.
THEON
Dont worry about me! Go!
Sansa throws her arms about him. Theon holds her tight.
Thank you.

SANSA

Sansa takes Briennes hand and is pulled atop the horse. With
grim determination Brienne circles the horse with a cry.
The remaining Bastards Girls erupt from the trees, followed
by riders. RAMSAY sights Sansa with a vicious grin.
Wife!

RAMSAY

Sansa wilts in fear. Briennes horse PLUNGES up the incline.


Hold on!

BRIENNE

Brienne drives the horse, but the dogs are on them. Sansa
screams. Brienne swings her sword. The dogs rip at flesh. The
horse falls. Sansa and Brienne land hard in the snow.
Sansa rolls to her feet, slashes with the dagger. Brienne
swings with her sword. Dogs die. Blood stains snow.
Sansa is driven down, a dog snapping at her face. She slams
the dagger into flesh, and the dog falls limp on her.

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31.

Theon drags the carcass away, helps her to stand. Brienne


falters, tiring. Cleaves the head off the last dog.
Ramsay approaches on foot, clapping languidly.
RAMSAY
Well now. I must say. That was
entertaining. Though far too much
blood for my liking.
BRIENNE
Stay back! I swore a sacred vow to
Lady Catelyn that no harm would
come to her daughter, and I mean to
keep it. Turn your men around, and
I might let you live.
Ramsay grins at the sight of Brienne. Amused.
RAMSAY
My, my. A Lady Knight! You are a
big girl arent you?
(to Theon)
Reek, Reek, Reek. Im very
disappointed in you. Running off
with my good lady wife like that.
What am I to think?
THEON
Master. Please. Dont hurt her.
RAMSAY
The Prince of Winterfell speaks!
What a sight you are, very
imposing! But youre no lord, are
you? Only sad little Reek. Not even
a man, truth be told.
(to Sansa)
Dont fear Sansa. Your nightmare is
over. You are safe now. Its time
for you to come home my love.
Brienne doggedly shields Sansa. Her sword between them.
BRIENNE
I said stay back!
RAMSAY
Dont make me paint the Queenscrown
with your blood. You are far too
magnificent a creature for that.
Now move aside.

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32.

BRIENNE
Over my dead body!
RAMSAY
Now, that can be arranged.
Ramsay gestures to his men. They charge at Brienne.
Brienne battles the men for her life as Theon is seized.
Sansa backs away from Ramsey, she holds the dagger at him.
RAMSAY (CONTD)
My first wife ran away once too.
Lady Hornwood, what a spirited
little minx! Or at least, she was
before she died in the Dreadfort
dungeons with no skin and no
fingers. She had eaten them, you
know. I suppose they were tasty
after the rats grew scarce. Youll
grow to understand. I have such
things to show you, my sweet Lady.
Its a hopeless situation. Brienne is flagging and Theon is
being restrained. Sansa brings the dagger to her throat.
SANSA
Youre mad. Youre a cruel, mad
monster and Id rather die here
than go anywhere with you.
RAMSAY
Lets not be dramatic my love. Why
die unremarked out here all alone,
throat slit like a common pig? No,
wait -- that was your mother!
SANSA
(trembling with rage)
Let Theon go. Lady Tarth too. You
need me.
RAMSAY
You have a very high opinion of
yourself for someone who is backed
into a corner with a knife at their
throat.
SANSA
The Bastard of Bolton! You think
youre such a big man. But every
big man needs power. And you need
me if you want to keep yours. Let
them go and Ill come with you.
(MORE)

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33.

SANSA (CONT'D)
(presses dagger deeper)
You need me.
RAMSAY
Yes, my Lady I do.
(approaches, swings sword)
But you dont need those pretty
long legs of yours to give me a
son, do you?
Ramsay lunges for her when he staggers to his knees. He looks
down in shock. AN ARROW HEAD protrudes from his shoulder.
Screams fill the air. Stunned, Ramsay turns to see utter
carnage unleashed on the mountain pass.
A hail of arrows take out his men. Its a massacre. When the
last of Ramsays men lie dead... a BAND OF MEN emerge from
the trees, bows drawn. The BROTHERHOOD WITHOUT BANNERS.
Sansa tears shocked looks to Brienne and Theon.
THOROS OF MYR approaches and towers over Ramsay with a rueful
chuckle. Gripping the arrow, he cruelly twists it deeper.
THOROS
Well if it isnt Roose Boltons
bastard! You swing that sword like
a butcher hacking meat. Not such a
big man when youre not torturing
little girls, are you?
Ramsay shrieks. Thoros kicks him to the ground and turns to
Sansa. She backs away. Brienne struggles for her sword.
BRIENNE
Stay away from her!
Sansa wields her dagger... when Thoros takes a knee. Her
blade hovers at his cheek, but surprise stays her hand.
THOROS
My Lady. I feared we were too late.
(a beat, eyes the blade)
Do you mean to use that?
SANSA
Who are you? Why did you help us?
THOROS
Because there must always be a
Stark in Winterfell.

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34.

SANSA
How do you know those words? Who
are you?
Thoros stands with a flourish.
THOROS
We are the Brotherhood without
Banners, my Lady. Lord Eddard
founded us in his wisdom to rout
Gregor Clegagne from the Riverlands
many moons passed.
SANSA
You knew my father?
THOROS
I knew Ned well. The Lady Catelyn
was... somewhat more of a mystery.
Gone before their time, loyal
servants of the Realm both.
Brienne limps over, supported by Theon. A tense face-off.
BRIENNE
We are in your debt, kind Ser.
THOROS
There is no debt. We are at Lady
Starks command. We have horses,
warm clothes and food for you all.
And we have much to do.
BRIENNE
Where would you go now, Lady Sansa?
SANSA
(a long beat)
We ride for Winterfell.
BRIENNE
My Lady, you cant be serious -THOROS
A wise choice, Lady Stark.
THEON
(eyeing Ramsay)
What about him?
A nasty smile breaks across Thoros face. He has something in
store for the unconscious Ramsay...

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35.

INT. DOTHRAKI SUPPLY PIT - DAWN


In the darkness of the pit, Dany lies cradled in the dirt.
Hands bound in rags. Her eyes closed. Peaceful. Outside the
pit the revelry of the Dorthraki camp is dying down.
DAENERYS
I miss you, My Sun and Stars. Im
so tired. I just want to sleep...
From the shadows a hand gently strokes her hair. Dany peers
up into... KHAL DROGOS eyes. He studies her silently pained.
DAENERYS (CONTD)
To be with you.
KHAL DROGO
(In Dothraki)
One day, Moon of My Life, we will
ride the Nightlands with the stars
as our Khalasaar. Not tonight.
Tonight is for blood. You will take
what was taken. Make the Khalasaar
yours again my wife. Take them west
to where the world ends. Take the
Iron Chair and the Seven Kingdoms.
Bring fire to their stone houses.
Fuck every man, woman and child who
will not bend to you. Lead your
people and mount the world so that
I may smile down on you from the
stars and be witness.
Overwhelmed, Dany sinks back down. Khal Drogos chest is
strong and comforting against her face. She closes her eyes.
DAENERYS
I am just a girl.
Khal Drogo cups her chin in his hand and turns her face up to
his. His eyes burn with such force Dany is afraid.
KHAL DROGO
(In Common Tongue)
Not girl. Queen. Wife. Moon of My
Life.
WOMANS VOICE (O.S.)
(forced whisper)
Khaleesi?
Dany looks up, shadows hiding the face of the figure above.

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36.

DAENERYS
Jhiqui? Is that you?
JHIQUI
Yes, Khaleesi. It is me.
A small parcel drops in the dirt. Dany opens it; dried horse
meat and a skin of water. She comes to her feet.
DAENERYS
You shouldnt be here. If they see
you theyll kill you -JHIQUI
You are Dosh Khaleen. Widow of Khal
Drogo. Your place is in Vaes
Dothrak not in the ground. Khal
Jhaqo forgets our ways. He is
cruel. Believes he is the Stallion
Who Mounts the World. But I have
seen with my own eyes the Stallion
made of fire that rides the sky.
DAENERYS
Drogon? You have seen my dragon?
JHIQUI
Not Drogon. It is Khal Drogo
returned to us from the Womb of the
World. He flies above the grass sea
and sleeps on the Mother of
Mountains.
DAENERYS
Jhiqui, listen to me. I need you to
help me. I need to find my dragon,
to get back to Meereen.
JHIQUI
I am sorry, Khaleesi. It is not
possible. The seers will come for
you soon, take you with them to
Vaes Dothrak. There you will be
safe. Until then, I will bring you
food, water.
DAENERYS
I cant go with them Jhiqui. You
dont understand. I must return to
my people.

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37.

JHIQUI
You are with your people, Khaleesi.
If you do not go, they will kill
you. It is the only way.
Jhiqui startles, glances nervously around.
JHIQUI (CONTD)
I must go. If Khal Jhaqo wakes and
I am not with him -DAENERYS
Jhiqui, please wait!
But Jhiqui is already gone and darkness engulfs the pit once
more. Dany looks to where she had been resting with Khal
Drogo... but he too is gone. Alone, Dany sinks to the dirt.
EXT. LHAZARENE VILLAGE - DAY
Jorah and Daario ride through the peaceful settlement of
sheep herders and farmers. Cautious eyes follow them as they
pass. Mothers clutch their children and men stop working.
DAARIO
They smell nearly as bad as their
sheep.
Jorah throws a side glance but doesnt say anything.
DAARIO (CONTD)
Youre wrong you know. About
Daenerys.
How so?

JORAH

DAARIO
She once told me of her love for
the dead Khal. That he still
haunted her dreams. Many nights I
have held her in my arms when she
awoke from them and I kissed the
tears from her face until she would
forget. She doesnt wake crying
from those dreams anymore.
JORAH
The Queen might take a Second Son
to her bed but it is a king she
will wed. Not you Daario. Not me.
Daario pulls his horse to a stop. Battling anger.

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38.

DAARIO
It would be an arrangement, like
Hizdahr. Nothing more.
Jorah reigns his horse about and stops beside Daario.
JORAH
What is it you think you have with
her, Naharis? What future can you
hope to give her? An army? A
throne? The Seven Kingdoms?
Daenerys is a Queen. We are the
steel. Our lives are to serve.
DAARIO
Grand words from a man who betrayed
his Queen.
JORAH
A truth that cuts deeper than any
sword and one I will carry with me
to my death.
(a beat)
We could argue until we are both
grey and can no longer swing a
sword, or we can find Daenerys. We
cannot do both.
Daario heels his horse forward.
DAARIO
Something we can finally agree on.
Wait here. You will not shed
innocent blood. I will talk to the
Shephards.
Daario approaches a group of children, speaks with them.
Jorah watches, impatiently scratching at the greyscale.
Daario flourishes a coin, and the children jostle. All point
emphatically east in the sky. Daario hands out coins, ruffles
a few heads. Jorah rolls his eyes as Daario returns smugly.
DAARIO (CONTD)
Time to fetch our Queen and bring
her home, wouldnt you agree?
Daario kicks his horse into a full gallop. Jorah doesnt miss
a beat, his horse leaps forward under his urging.

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39.

EXT. KINGS LANDING - DOCKS - DAY


A galley anchors at the bustling docks. The gangplank lowers.
JAIME strides ashore, his face a grim mask. In his arms he
carries the body of MYRCELLA.
A somber BRONN keeps pace. His eyes search the curious crowd
for signs of trouble. His concern for Jaime is clear.
BRONN
This isnt a good idea. Shes
drawing too much attention.
JAIME
Shes my daughter.
BRONN
Here fleas spring to high places
and spread quickly. You dont want
Cersei to find out from a servant
boy angling for a copper, do you?
Itd kill her.
Bronn places a hand on his arm. Jaime battles emotion.
BRONN (CONTD)
Jaime, let me take her. Ill look
after her like shes my own.
Jaime glances about, people are already talking. He finally
relents and hands his daughter to Bronn.
JAIME
I wont forget this.
Bronn watches him go, holding Myrcellas body close.
BRONN
I got you lass.
INT. RED KEEP - HALLWAY
Jamie turns the corner under darting eyes and whispers of
passing servants and rebounds into...
JAIME
Watch where youre -Tommen stares up wide-eyed. Surprise turns to relief as he
flings his arms around Jamie.

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40.

TOMMEN
Youre back. Thank the gods youre
back.
Winded, Jamie holds onto him. Concern growing.
JAIME
Your Grace?
TOMMEN
Mothers gone mad. Madder than her
freakish Champion! We cant allow
her to undertake the trial -Jamies face hardens, he takes Tommen by the shoulders.
JAIME
What trial?
Tommen blanches, chewing air.
Jamie hurries past. Turns a corner and stalks past Ser Robert
Strong, shooting the man a hard look before pushing inside
the Queens Regents chambers.
INT. THE QUEEN REGENTS BEDCHAMBER
The novices jump as Jamie enters like an angry storm.
JAIME (CONTD)
Where is she? Cersei! I will kill
every last one of you if you dont
tell me where she is right now!
The Septa steps from the bedchamber, closes the door behind
her. She scowls at Jamie.
SEPTA
You will have to come back later.
She is praying for her absolution.
JAIME
Oh I dont think so.
He forces his way past the Septa and barges into the
bedchamber where...
Cersei is on her knees in prayer. She turns and freezes. Love
winds her. Jaime is heartbroken at the sight of her. Cersei
moves into shadow, hides her hair beneath her hood.
CERSEI
Dont look at me.

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SEPTA
You cant be in there.
Jamie slams the door in her face. Turns to face Cersei.
JAIME
Your hair... your beautiful -CERSEI
I said dont look.
Jaime forces his eyes downward. Cersei battles emotion.
CERSEI (CONTD)
When we heard no word of you -- we
feared you were dead. But I knew...
we came into this world together.
You would not leave it without me.
Jaime takes a step forward.
JAIME
I should have been here... I will
kill them... I will kill every last
one of them for what they have done
to you.
Cersei steps away from him. Jaime is wounded.
CERSEI
Why? I am well served. The girls
are sweet and the good Septa makes
certain I say my prayers.
JAIME
The Faith are fanatics! They will
try you for high treason!
CERSEI
A wise woman knows her place.
JAIME
You have gone mad.
CERSEI
Then I am mad. If my Champion
falls, let me die so that my
children may be safe from
judgement.
(beat)
Where is Myrcella?
Jaimes expression tells her everything. Cersei hardens.

41.

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42.

CERSEI (CONTD)
Where is she?
Jaime drops to his knees, his grief surfaces.
JAIME
I couldnt save her.
Cersei turns away. Blood drains from her face.
She crosses to the window. Her hands clutch the sill. Her
eyes watch the birds fly across the parapets.
CERSEI
Then they will pay with their
lives.
Cersei turns to Jaime. Her eyes blaze.
CERSEI (CONTD)
I will burn Kings Landing and
everything in it to the ground. And
I will take the Faith and the
Dornish traitors to Hell with me.
INT. HOUSE OF BLACK AND WHITE - VAULT
Arya works with the dead. Her fingers trace a coin, placing
it among SEVEN TOWERS; coins from Westeros, Quarth, Braavos,
Meereen, Volantis, Lys and Yunkai. All in perfect order.
Arya hears the door open softly behind her.
ARYA
Whos there?
No-one.

MANS VOICE (O.S.)

The towers of coin explode outward. The length of a BO


flashes. Arya grabs her stick, snaps it up to protect her
face. Wood strikes wood. Her arms tremble.
MANS VOICE (O.S.) (CONTD)
Who are you?
ARYA
Blind Beth. An orphan of Kings
Landing. Blind all me life -MANS VOICE (O.S.)
And are you a God to decide who
lives and who dies?

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43.

Arya slashes back, finds only empty space. She pads from side
to side, listening.
Jaquen streaks into the light. The Bo flashes, strikes
knuckles. Arya cries out, drops the stick. Scuttles after it.
The Bo pierces air, drives into stone. Inches from Aryas
face. She rolls, claws wildly for her stick. Brings it up in
time to parry a blow. Jaquen retreats into shadow.
Arya comes to her feet. Breathless, she listens. Jaquen
silently circles with dark intent. Catlike.
JAQUEN H'GHAR
A girl can still go back. Men take
many paths through this vale of
tears and pain. Ours is the
hardest. Few are made to walk it,
there is no shame in this.
ARYA
Im strong. Im as strong as you -A stinging cut from behind catches Aryas shoulder. She
spins, stick whirling -- misses.
JAQUEN HHGAR
A girl plays games. A servant for a
lords daughter. Names taken and
faces stolen, all worn as lightly
as a gown. Death holds no sweetness
in this house.
ARYA
Valar dohaeris -JAQUEN H'GHAR
A girl knows the words, but she is
too proud to serve. A girl does not
obey.
The Bo sweeps Aryas legs from under her. She lands hard.
Pain throbs, but she forces herself up doggedly.
ARYA
I can obey -JAQUEN H'GHAR
But can a girl pay the price?
ARYA
What price?
He laughs. Arya slashes and connects with Jaquens bo.

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44.

JAQUEN HGHAR
Good. But our gift must be earned
through prayers and sacrifice. What
does Blind Beth know of sacrifice?
ARYA
I can sacrifice. Im ready -JAQUEN H'GHAR
The price is too dear.
I can pay.

ARYA

JAQUEN H'GHAR
The price is Arya Stark.
Jaquen unleashes a hard counter-strike, driving Arya
backwards to her ass. She scuttles up, parrying a volley of
devastating blows. Arya is disoriented, driven backward.
JAQUEN H'GHAR (CONTD)
The Many Faced God will take a
girls ears. Her nose. Her tongue.
Her sad grey eyes that have seen so
much. He will take her hands. Her
feet. Her arms and legs. Her
private parts.
(faster still)
He will take a girls hopes and
dreams -- her loves and hates. She
will be no ones daughter. No ones
wife -- no ones mother. Her name
will be a lie and her face will not
be her own. Can a girl sacrifice
these things?
Arya falls to her knees. Winded, in pain. Jaquen cups her
chin and stares into her eyes; her fear and anger is clear.
JAQUEN H'GHAR (CONTD)
No... a girl is not meant for such
things.
ARYA
I can be. I will be...
Jaquen considers her. His next words are considered, ringing
through the vault. One final test.

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45.

JAQUEN HGHAR
The Many Faced God gives his gift
to the best of men as he serves the
worst -- and who are we to judge
his ways? We are but deaths
instruments, not death himself.
Does a girl understand?
Arya squares her shoulders, giving it one last try.
Yes.

ARYA

Jaquen knows better. Bitter frustration flashes on his face.


JAQUEN HGHAR
You lie. And that is why a girl
must walk in darkness until she
sees the way.
Jaquen throws down his Bo and exits the vault, leaving Arya
alone on the floor.
EXT. DOTHRAKI ENCAMPMENT - DAY
Gripped hard, Dany is manhandled through camp by two Dothraki
Bloodriders. A thousand Dothraki eyes watch her pass.
DAENERYS
Where are you taking me?
The men dont answer. Ahead, Dany sights the Khals tent. In
moments, she is thrust through the tent flaps into...
INT. KHAL JHAQOS TENT
Dany is forced to a stop. Stunned. Silks, rugs, armor and
weapons from distant lands. A table laden with exotic food
and fresh fruit. An ornate copper tub in the corner is filled
with steaming water by Jhiqui.
Jhaqo reclines on silks and furs with his harem. He sights
Dany, gestures his men away and rises. In stilted Valyrian:
KHAL JHAQO
Mother of Dragons. Welcome.
DAENERYS
(in Dothraki)
Khal Jhaqo. You have no right to
keep me prisoner. I demand you
release me.

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46.

Jhaqo circles her, appraising her as he would horse flesh.


KHAL JHAQO
(in Dothraki)
But you are my guest. I saved you.
DAENERYS
You have kept me in a pit
ground. Five days without
water. Made me endure the
Grass Sea on broken feet.
I am your guest?

in the
food or
Great
How is it

KHAL JHAQO
You are alive are you not? The
grasslands are a dangerous place
for the Mother of Dragons. Many
would see her dead. But let us not
speak of such things. You must be
hungry. Eat. Drink.
Jhaqo guides Dany to the table, sits opposite her. Dany
restrains from eating, instead fixing a cold look on Jhaqo.
DAENERYS
I do not break bread with slavers
or usurpers.
(eyes the room)
Or cowards who abandon their Khal
in his time of need for gold and
jewels.
Jhaqos eyes flash, then he laughs.
KHAL JHAQO
The Mother of Dragons has the
temper of her children! We need not
be enemies.
What then?

DAENERYS

KHAL JHAQO
The world is not what it once was.
The ghost grass takes seed. You
have seen this, yes?
Dany drops her gaze momentarily.
KHAL JHAQO (CONTD)
We are not so different you and I.
We both see new ways for our
people.
(MORE)

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47.

KHAL JHAQO (CONTD)


With your dragons I will mount the
world and bring it new life.
DAENERYS
Greater men than you have tried to
take my dragons from me. All of
them now dead.
KHAL JHAQO
I would not take the children from
their mother.
Realization dawns on Dany.
DAENERYS
You would take me.
KHAL JHAQO
I would give you what Drogo could
not. The might of the Dothraki
would be yours.
No.
No?

DAENERYS
KHAL JHAQO

Dany locks him with a cold, unmoving gaze.


DAENERYS
You are no Khal and you are no
Dothraki. You wrap yourself in silk
and scents. You are not even half
the man Drogo was in life and even
less in his death. I will not be
your Khaleesi, not for the Iron
Throne or the Seven Kingdoms.
Jhaqo is bottled fury. He lurches to his feet, grabs Dany
roughly by the hair and shoves her outside.
EXT. DOTHRAKI ENCAMPMENT
Dany falls hard. Jhaqo spins in rage to address the Dothraki
who gather, watching.
KHAL JHAQO
They call this whore Breaker of
Chains!
Dany tries to come to her feet but Jhaqo kicks her down.

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48.

KHAL JHAQO (CONTD)


Drogos cunt who conspired with a
sheep fucking witch to end his life
and take his khalasar!
The Dothraki jeer and pelt Dany with horse manure. A few
Dothraki are disgruntled by this display and leave.
KHAL JHAQO (CONTD)
I am the Stallion that mounts the
world, and you are but a slave.
Weak! I, Jhaqo, son of Rhovvo, am
strong. I will mount your dragons
and cross the Black Salt Sea. I
will rape your Seven Kingdoms and
make them mine. This I swear!
Jhaqo spins, sights Jhiqui.
KHAL JHAQO (CONTD)
Get me the box!
Jhiqui ducks into the tent. Jhaqo pulls Dany to her feet by
her hair. As she struggles he hisses into her ear.
KHAL JHAQO (CONTD)
I will break you.
DAENERYS
You can try.
Khal Jhaqo slaps Dany across the face.
KHAL JHAQO
The little whore Queen thinks to
challenge the Khal of Khals!
Jhiqui approaches with an ORNATE BOX. She wont meet Danys
eye. Khal Jhaqo opens it and takes out a GOLD SLAVE COLLAR.
He holds it high for all to see.
KHAL JHAQO (CONTD)
The Wise Masters of Yunkai have
sent a gift for the Silver Queen.
Dany bristles as Khal Jhaqo snaps the collar on her neck.
KHAL JHAQO (CONTD)
Razdal Mo Eraz is eager to you meet
with you again, Khaleesi.
Dany recoils, truly without hope and overwhelmed.

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49.

EXT. WINTERFELL - WALLS - NIGHT


Winterfell looms tall against the darkening sky.
Men dart through the Winter Town, skirt pools of torchlight,
and head toward THE GREAT KEEP which towers overhead.
Grapple bites granite. Ropes pull taunt. The men scale the
strongholds walls led by A CLOAKED MAN.
The Cloaked Man slips atop the parapet, followed by ten more
men; THE BROTHERHOOD WITHOUT BANNERS. Slitting the throats of
two soldiers, the Cloaked Man breaches the tower door.
EXT. GREAT KEEP - WALKWAYS
The Brotherhood sneak along the walkways, silently taking out
soldiers in their path. At the inner courtyard, five
Brotherhood split off. The Cloaked Man leads the rest on.
IN THE BARRACKS
The Brotherhood slit sleeping Bolton soldiers throats.
IN THE COURTYARD
The Brotherhood secure the final
chokes a soldier to death, moves
Searching the walls, he twists a
DOORWAY. The Cloaked Man meets a

walkway. The Cloaked man


on without missing a beat.
stone; revealing a HIDDEN
nearby Brothers eye.

CLOAKED MAN
Its time. Bring Lady Stark.
The Brother turns and disappears into the dark doorway.
Alone, The Cloaked Man holds his back. Sore. Not as young as
he used to be. He looks over the empty courtyard toward -THE GREAT HALL, where firelight burns from the windows.
INT. WINTERFELL - GREAT HALL
ROOSE BOLTON sits at the head of his table, writing letters
and picking at his supper. FAT WALDA, meekly eats at the
opposite end of the vast table.
FAT WALDA
My Lord... the dogs wont hurt her
will they?

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50.

ROOSE BOLTON
Only as much as she deserves.
A Servant enters bearing a flagon of wine. Roose places his
hand over his goblet. The Servant pours for Fat Walda
instead. Bolton eyes the man briefly, not recognizing him.
FAT WALDA
So... whatll happen to her?
ROOSE BOLTON
If she wants to save her House, the
Stark girl will fall in line and do
what must be done. Secure the north
for us and give Ramsay an heir.
FAT WALDA
Of course...
(beat, hides desperation)
But shell learn to love him.
Wont she...?
Roose meets her eye with a tight smile.
ROOSE BOLTON
She will do her duty.
Roose returns to his letters and a crestfallen Fat Walda
drops her gaze. Resigned to her fate, when...
The doors to the Great Hall CRASH OPEN.
Everything happens in seconds. The Brotherhood breach the
room. The Servant brings a knife to Fat Waldas throat.
Roose starts to stand, reaching for his sword -- when AN
ARROW slams into his chest.
Roose staggers. Eyes flash at the men surging inside. He
snaps the arrow shaft, discards it. Outnumbered. Knowing the
odds as three Brotherhood soldiers seize him.
ROOSE BOLTON (CONTD)
I will have your skins decorating
these halls by daybreak. Who is
responsible for this?
The tangle of Brotherhood soldiers part around The Cloaked
Man, who finally pulls his cowl free. Roose recoils.
BRYNDEN TULLY, THE BLACKFISH steps forward. Catelyn Starks
Uncle is sweating, panting, feeling all of his aging years -but he is fiery eyed, as he sheathes his sword.

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51.

ROOSE BOLTON (CONTD)


The Blackfish. A bold move for a
man who was last seen ducking out
to take a piss.
BLACKFISH
If only Id stayed, Bolton. Id
have driven this sword deep down
your treacherous little throat.
ROOSE BOLTON
I told Old Frey we should have
routed you out whilst we had the
chance. This is your doing?
BLACKFISH
Not me, Bolton.
EXT. GODSWOOD - NIGHT
A HOODED WOMAN stands at the banks of the black pool beside
the Weirwood tree, her gloved hand upon its old carved face.
A Brotherhood soldier jogs through the glade.
BROTHERHOOD SOLDIER
Lady Stark. Winterfell is yours.
The Usurper awaits.
The Hooded Woman turns. No moonlight pierces the deep shadow
of her cowl as she heads toward the walls of The Great Keep,
away from The Weirwood Tree...
... where the CARVED EYES of its face leech BLOOD RED SAP.
INT. WINTERFELL - CRYPTS
The Hooded Woman stalks the dank crypts of House Stark in the
subterranean chill. Sepulchres of the dead loom down. The Old
Lords of Winterfell observe The Hooded Womans passage, their
longswords across their knees. Ready for battle.
EXT. WINTERFELL - COURTYARD
The Hooded Woman steps over dead guards, never breaking
stride. She stares ahead at The Great Hall with single-minded
determination. Her pace a lethal death-march.

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52.

INT. WINTERFELL - GREAT HALL - CONTINUOUS


The Blackfish turns deferentially as footsteps resound.
THE HOODED WOMAN strides beneath the Great Hall archways past
Brotherhood soldiers. Roose struggles to make her out.
ROOSE BOLTON
Lady Sansa?
The Hooded Woman keeps coming. Roose frowns...
ROOSE BOLTON (CONTD)
Where is Ramsay? What have you done
with my son?
The Hooded Woman gestures at her man holding Fat Walda.
He plunges his dagger into her pregnant belly. She screams.
Dead-eyed, Roose watches Fat Walda die. Takes a long beat...
before returning his gaze to The Hooded Woman.
ROOSE BOLTON (CONTD)
Thats for the best... I will not
live long enough to see new sons to
manhood, and boy lords are the bane
of any House. I underestimated you,
Lady Stark.
The Hooded Woman halts before Roose. None of the Brotherhood
dare look at her. The Blackfish has tears in his eyes.
THE BLACKFISH
You did, Bolton. Lord of Light help
you, you did. But death and guest
right dont mean what they used to.
ROOSE BOLTON
(unnerved, to the Woman)
Who are you?
The cowl falls away from the Hooded Woman, revealing a crones
brittle white hair. She unwinds a grey scarf...
Her face is spotted with decay. Her cheeks lined with
shredded nail-marks, blackened with dried blood, in part
revealing the skull beneath. Her eyes are filled with hatred.
The life drains from Roose. He can barely breathe.
ROOSE BOLTON (CONTD)
Lady Catelyn. It cannot be...

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53.

LADY CATELYN STARK stares down at Roose Bolton -- only that


woman is long dead. This is a creature of grief, dust and
bitter longings, with only vengeance left in her heart.
This is LADY STONEHEART.
The Blackfish pulls pained eyes from his niece to Roose.
THE BLACKFISH
She doesnt speak. You bastards cut
her throat too deep for that. But
she remembers.
ROOSE BOLTON
(to Lady Stoneheart)
I watched you die.
THE BLACKFISH
She is dead. When we found her by
the river she was three days gone.
Stripped naked...
(breaks, then hardens)
But you knew that.
The Blackfish offers his dagger; Lady Stoneheart takes it.
The Brotherhood soldiers drag Roose to his feet.
Lady Stoneheart cups his head gently. The death-wound at her
throat allows her only a half-mad, vicious snarl.
LADY STONEHEART
For the King in the North.
Lady Stoneheart drives the dagger into Rooses heart.
The Brotherhood men let his body fall.
It is done.
Lady Stoneheart returns the blood-soaked dagger and The
Blackfish accepts it. Stoic and unflinching.
Lady Stoneheart nods. As she turns and strides from the Great
Hall, a swell of emotion and loss hits The Blackfish.
EXT. WINTERFELL - DAY
Sansa accompanied by Thoros and his men ride to Winterfells
gates. Ramsay stumbles behind, exhausted. His hands leashed
to her saddle. Theon exchanges a concerned look with Brienne.
Sansa slows her mount. Her eyes widen.

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54.

Above Winterfell, the flag of HOUSE STARK snaps in the wind.


Bolton banners hanging down the city walls burn.
THOROS
Welcome home, Lady Stark.
Sansa kicks her horse on, torn between dread and hope.
EXT. WINTERFELL - COURTYARD - DAY
Sansa enters the courtyard. Her hand flies to her mouth.
THE SKINLESS BODY OF ROOSE BOLTON is tied upside down, spreadeagled from the ramparts. A living monument to his own sigil.
Sansa tears her eyes away. Ramsay falls to his knees.
Father!

RAMSAY

Brotherhood drag Ramsey away. Sansa dismounts. Soldiers fall


in line. As she passes, they remove the Flayed Man sigil from
their breast-plates and take the knee.
BOLTON GUARD 4
House Umber remembers the Starks.
BOLTON GUARD 5
House Mormont, at your service.
BOLTON GUARD 6
House Hornwood is behind you.
BOLTON GUARD 7
House Glover remembers, my Lady.
BOLTON GUARD 8
House Karstark pledge to The
Wardeness of The North.
Sansa passes in a daze. She climbs the steps. On the upper
walkway, more soldiers kneel in fealty around her.
The Blackfish waits at the end of the line. Sansa throws her
arms about him in a bear hug. The old man laughs.
THE BLACKFISH
Gods child. You are more the
picture of your mother, every day.
SANSA
How did this happen? Uncle!

55.

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THE BLACKFISH
Come child. There is much we must
discuss. Reclaim your home first.
The North is yours.
All soldiers in the courtyard take the knee. Sansa looks up,
hardening at the sight of Roose Boltons flayed corspe.
SOLDIERS
The Wardeness of The North, The
Wardeness of The North, The
Wardeness of The North!
Thoros stands in the shadows by the gate. A small smile on
his lips, as he bows his head... and takes his leave.
EXT. KINGSROAD
LADY STONEHEART awaits at a crossroads with the Brotherhood
Without Banners. Kings Landing lies south. The Twins west.
Thoros and his men ride to a stop beside Lady Stoneheart.
THOROS
It is done, My Lady.
Lady Stoneheart smiles. A sad mockery of emotion.
She kicks her horse to a gallop. Thoros follows, and the men
veer off on the crossroads in a plume of snow, the sign
guiding the way...
... TOWARDS THE TWINS, and the home of Walder Frey.
Lady Stoneheart rides with unstoppable fire. Her eyes hard,
cold and full of deadly intent as we:

FADE OUT.
THE END