Introducción
A pesar de la oposición de Daenerys y Sansa, Jaime finalmente es aceptado y se une a las fuerzas Targaryen-Stark luego de que Brienne responda por su honor. Tyrion comienza a perder la confianza de Daenerys debido a su error de cálculo sobre Cersei, lo que incita a Jorah a pedirle que lo perdone. Daenerys intenta ganarse la confianza de Sansa a través de su mutuo amor por Jon, pero no puede responder las preguntas sobre el destino del Norte cuando ella sea reina. Theon regresa a Invernalia y le pide a Sansa luchar por el Norte junto a sus tropas. Edd, Tormund y Beric regresan y reportan la caída de la casa Umber.
A pesar de la oposición de Daenerys y Sansa, Jaime finalmente es aceptado y se une a las fuerzas Targaryen-Stark luego de que Brienne responda por su honor. Tyrion comienza a perder la confianza de Daenerys debido a su error de cálculo sobre Cersei, lo que incita a Jorah a pedirle que lo perdone. Daenerys intenta ganarse la confianza de Sansa a través de su mutuo amor por Jon, pero no puede responder las preguntas sobre el destino del Norte cuando ella sea reina. Theon regresa a Invernalia y le pide a Sansa luchar por el Norte junto a sus tropas. Edd, Tormund y Beric regresan y reportan la caída de la casa Umber.
Todo el mundo acepta a regañadientes la sugerencia de Bran de que lo usen como cebo para atraer al Rey de la Noche, que está empeñado en destruir al Cuervo de Tres Ojos. Jon, Sam y Edd rememoran su tiempo en la Guardia de la Noche; Arya tiene relaciones sexuales con Gendry; Tyrion, Jaime, Davos, Brienne, Podrick y Tormund beben juntos, durante el cual Jaime formalmente nombra caballero a Brienne; y Jorah no logra convencer a Lyanna de que no pelee, antes de recibir la espada Veneno de Corazón de Sam. Cuando el Ejército de los Muertos llega a Invernalia, Daenerys encuentra a Jon en la cripta de Lyanna Stark y se entera de su verdadero origen.
Libreto
1 (TENSE MUSIC PLAYS) (DRAGON SHRIEKS) SER DAVOS SEAWORTH: What if the Seven Kingdoms were ruled by a just woman and an honorable man? SAMWELL TARLY: You're Aegon Targaryen true heir to the Iron Throne.
You've always been.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN: She doesn't need to be my friend.
But I am her queen.
TYRION LANNISTER: We must fight together now or die.
- The things I do for love.
- (BRAN STARK GASPS) [] DAENERYS: When I was a child, my brother would tell me a bedtime story about the man who murdered our father.
Who stabbed him in the back and cut his throat.
Who sat down on the Iron Throne and watched as his blood poured onto the floor.
He told me other stories as well.
About all the things we would do to that man once we took back the Seven Kingdoms and had him in our grasp.
Your sister pledged to send her army north.
She did.
I don't see an army.
I see one man, with one hand.
It appears your sister lied to me.
She lied to me as well.
She never had any intention of sending her army north.
She has Euron Greyjoy's fleet and 20,000 fresh troops.
The Golden Company from Essos, bought and paid for.
Even if we defeat the dead, she'll have more than enough to destroy the survivors.
"We"? I promised to fight for the living.
I intend to keep that promise.
- Your Grace, I know my brother - Like you knew your sister? He came here alone, knowing full well how he'd be received.
Why would he do that if he weren't telling the truth? Perhaps he trusts his little brother to defend him, right up to the moment he slits my throat.
SANSA: You're right.
We can't trust him.
He attacked my father in the streets.
He tried to destroy my house and my family, the same as he did yours.
JAIME: Do you want me to apologize? I won't.
We were at war.
Everything I did, I did for my house and my family.
I'd do it all again.
The things we do for love.
DAENERYS: So why have you abandoned your house and family now? JAIME: Because this goes beyond loyalty.
This is about survival.
You don't know me well, Your Grace.
But I know Ser Jaime.
He is a man of honor.
I was his captor once.
But when we were both taken prisoner and the men holding us tried to force themselves on me, Ser Jaime defended me.
And lost his hand because of it.
Without him, my lady, you would not be alive.
He armed me, armored me, and sent me to find you and bring you home because he'd sworn an oath to your mother.
You vouch for him? BRIENNE: I do.
You would fight beside him? I would.
I trust you with my life.
If you trust him with yours, we should let him stay.
What does the Warden of the North say about it? [SIGHS] We need every man we can get.
Very well.
[INHALES SHARPLY] [] Thank you, Your Grace.
[] Either you knew Cersei was lying and let me believe otherwise, or you didn't know at all.
Which makes you either a traitor or a fool.
- I was a fool.
- Not for the first time.
Cersei still sits on the throne.
If you can't help me take it back, I'll find another Hand who can.
[WIND WHISTLING] I suspect one of you will be wearing this before it's all over.
[MEN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] MAN: Coming through.
[] [MEN GRUNTING] [METAL HISSES] [HAMMER CLANGING] [HISSING] Don't you have something better to do? You make my weapon yet? Just as soon as I'm done making a few thousand of these.
You should make mine first.
And make sure it's stronger than this.
[BLADE THUMPS] It's strong enough.
It's going to be safer down in the crypt, you know.
Are you going to be down in the crypt? - No, but - But you're a fighter.
I've done my share.
You've fought them? I did.
Some of them.
How many? A few.
That was enough.
What are they like? Bad.
Really bad.
"Really bad"? Even a smith's apprentice can do better than "really bad.
" What do they look like? What do they smell like? How do they move? How hard are they to kill? Look, I know you want to fight.
And I know you're not scared of rapers or murderers or This is different.
This is This is death.
You want to know what they're like? Death.
That's what they're like.
I know Death.
[EXHALES SOFTLY] He's got many faces.
I look forward to seeing this one.
[CHUCKLES] [] - My weapon? - I'll get right on it.
I'm sorry for what I did to you.
You weren't sorry then.
You were protecting your family.
I'm not that person anymore.
You still would be, if you hadn't pushed me out of that window.
And I would still be Brandon Stark.
- You're not? - BRAN: No.
I'm something else now.
[RAVEN CAWS] You're not angry at me.
I'm not angry at anyone.
Why didn't you tell them? You won't be able to help us in this fight if I let them murder you first.
What about afterwards? How do you know there is an afterwards? [] [MEN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] SOLDIER 1: Next up.
SOLDIER 2: Put a marker in the ground! Bring it up to the wall! SOLDIER 3: Up to the wall.
All right.
- SOLDIER 4: All right.
- SOLDIER 3: All right.
TYRION: Well, here we are.
Yes, here we are.
Together again.
[MAN CLEARS THROAT] [SPITS] And the masses rejoice.
How do they feel about their new queen? She's your new queen too.
They remember what happened the last time Targaryens brought dragons north.
They'll come around once they see Daenerys is different.
And she is? Different? TYRION: She is.
- You're sure about her? - I am.
She didn't seem sure about you.
It's hard to blame her.
I made a mistake common to clever people.
- I underestimated my opponents.
- Hmm.
Cersei told me the pregnancy had changed her.
A chance for you both to start again.
And I believed her.
MAN: That stuff can go on the end.
Was she lying about the baby too? No, that part is real.
She's always been good at using the truth to tell lies.
I wouldn't be too hard on yourself.
She's fooled me more than anybody.
CHILD: No, he's right there.
What? She never fooled you.
You always knew exactly what she was, and you loved her anyway.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] So [HORSE NEIGHS] we're going to die at Winterfell.
Not the death I would've chosen.
I always pictured myself dying in my own bed, the age of 80, - with a belly full of wine and - BOTH: a girl's mouth - around your cock.
- around my cock.
At least Cersei won't get to murder me.
I'm sure I'll feel some satisfaction denying her that pleasure while I'm being ripped apart by dead men.
[PEOPLE ARGUING] Maybe after I'm dead I'll march down to King's Landing and rip her apart.
MAN: You will see the Army of the Dead.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] MAN: Good.
[MAN GRUNTING] [HOOFBEATS POUNDING] [THUDS] PODRICK: Good.
Yes, aim.
[BOTH GRUNT] Don't rush.
Come forward.
- Come on.
- Ser Jaime.
Lady Brienne.
[SWORDS CLASHING] - He's come a long way.
- He's all right.
PODRICK: One more time.
Come on.
- Still has a lot to learn.
- I'm sure you'll teach him.
PODRICK: Better, better.
I've been told you're commanding the left flank.
I am.
It's, uh It's good ground.
It is.
The rise, it should give us some advantage.
If we can keep a tight formation, we might be able to beat them back.
[SIGHING] Yes, I think you're right.
- What are you doing? - What? - I think you know.
- I truly don't.
We have never had a conversation last this long without you insulting me.
Not once.
You want me to insult you? - No! - Good.
I came to Winterfell because I'm not the fighter I used to be.
[] But I'd be honored to serve under your command, if you'll have me.
I better get back.
[DOOR OPENS] JORAH: Forgive me, khaleesi.
[DOOR CLOSES] Have you done something to offend me? JORAH: Many things.
Long ago and long forgiven.
But you did forgive, despite my failures.
When I heard you'd named Tyrion your Hand, it broke my heart.
When I named him Hand, I didn't know if I'd ever see you again.
You made the right choice.
I wasn't under the impression you liked him very much.
I didn't.
His mouth hardly stopped moving between Volantis and Meereen.
It was all I could do not to throw him in the sea.
[CHUCKLES] But the mind behind all those words He's made mistakes.
Serious mistakes.
As have we all.
He owns his and learns from them.
You're advising me to forgive the man who stole your position? I am.
And one other suggestion, if you'll allow me.
ROYCE: The moment we can get the last infantryman out onto the field, we should shut the gates.
SANSA: Keep them open for as long as you can.
There are still people coming in from the countryside.
Lady Sansa, I was hoping we could speak alone.
I thought you and I were on the verge of agreement before.
About Ser Jaime.
Brienne has been loyal to me, always.
I trust her more than anyone.
I wish I could have that kind of faith in my advisors.
Tyrion is a good man.
He was never anything but decent towards me.
I didn't ask him to be my Hand simply because he was good.
I asked him to be my Hand because he was good, and intelligent, and ruthless when he had to be.
He never should have trusted Cersei.
You never should have either.
I thought he knew his sister.
Families are complicated.
Ours certainly have been.
SANSA: A sad thing to have in common.
DAENERYS: We have other things in common.
We've both known what it means to lead people who aren't inclined to accept a woman's rule.
And we've both done a damn good job of it, from what I can tell.
And yet, I can't help but feel we're at odds with one another.
Why is that? Your brother.
He loves you, you know that.
That bothers you.
Men do stupid things for women.
They're easily manipulated.
All my life, I've known one goal: the Iron Throne.
Taking it back from the people who destroyed my family, and almost destroyed yours.
My war was against them.
Until I met Jon.
Now I'm here, half a world away, fighting Jon's war alongside him.
Tell me, who manipulated whom? [SCOFFS] I should have thanked you the moment you arrived.
That was a mistake.
I'm here because I love your brother and I trust him and I know he's true to his word.
He's only the second man in my life I can say that about.
Who was the first? Someone taller.
[BOTH CHUCKLE] And what happens afterwards? We defeat the dead, we destroy Cersei.
What happens then? I take the Iron Throne.
[] What about the North? It was taken from us, and we took it back.
And we said we'd never bow to anyone else again.
What about the North? WOLKAN: Apologies, my lady.
Your Grace What is it? [] THEON: My queen.
Your sister? She only has a few ships, and she couldn't sail them here.
So she's sailing to the Iron Islands instead, to take them back in your name.
But why aren't you with her? I want to fight for Winterfell, Lady Sansa if you'll have me.
[] [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] Milord, we're not soldiers.
You are now.
Look, I made it through most of my years without ever getting near a fight, but then I survived the Battle of the Bastards.
Right outside these walls.
If I can live through that, you can live through this.
They'll outfit you with weapons at the forge.
Right that way.
Thank you.
GILLY: When the time comes, you'll be down in the crypts.
They're the safest place to be.
Through that archway right over there.
Thank you.
WOMAN 1: Hey, hey, who's next, lads? WOMAN 2: Thank you, sir.
Come back! TEELA: Which way should I go? [] Which way do you want to go? All the children will be going below when the time comes.
But both me brothers were soldiers.
I want to fight too.
That's good to hear.
I'm going to be in the crypt with my son, and I'd feel a lot better with you down there - to protect us.
- I'm sure a lot of people would.
All right.
Libreto
1 (TENSE MUSIC PLAYS) (DRAGON SHRIEKS) SER DAVOS SEAWORTH: What if the Seven Kingdoms were ruled by a just woman and an honorable man? SAMWELL TARLY: You're Aegon Targaryen true heir to the Iron Throne.
You've always been.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN: She doesn't need to be my friend.
But I am her queen.
TYRION LANNISTER: We must fight together now or die.
- The things I do for love.
- (BRAN STARK GASPS) [] DAENERYS: When I was a child, my brother would tell me a bedtime story about the man who murdered our father.
Who stabbed him in the back and cut his throat.
Who sat down on the Iron Throne and watched as his blood poured onto the floor.
He told me other stories as well.
About all the things we would do to that man once we took back the Seven Kingdoms and had him in our grasp.
Your sister pledged to send her army north.
She did.
I don't see an army.
I see one man, with one hand.
It appears your sister lied to me.
She lied to me as well.
She never had any intention of sending her army north.
She has Euron Greyjoy's fleet and 20,000 fresh troops.
The Golden Company from Essos, bought and paid for.
Even if we defeat the dead, she'll have more than enough to destroy the survivors.
"We"? I promised to fight for the living.
I intend to keep that promise.
- Your Grace, I know my brother - Like you knew your sister? He came here alone, knowing full well how he'd be received.
Why would he do that if he weren't telling the truth? Perhaps he trusts his little brother to defend him, right up to the moment he slits my throat.
SANSA: You're right.
We can't trust him.
He attacked my father in the streets.
He tried to destroy my house and my family, the same as he did yours.
JAIME: Do you want me to apologize? I won't.
We were at war.
Everything I did, I did for my house and my family.
I'd do it all again.
The things we do for love.
DAENERYS: So why have you abandoned your house and family now? JAIME: Because this goes beyond loyalty.
This is about survival.
You don't know me well, Your Grace.
But I know Ser Jaime.
He is a man of honor.
I was his captor once.
But when we were both taken prisoner and the men holding us tried to force themselves on me, Ser Jaime defended me.
And lost his hand because of it.
Without him, my lady, you would not be alive.
He armed me, armored me, and sent me to find you and bring you home because he'd sworn an oath to your mother.
You vouch for him? BRIENNE: I do.
You would fight beside him? I would.
I trust you with my life.
If you trust him with yours, we should let him stay.
What does the Warden of the North say about it? [SIGHS] We need every man we can get.
Very well.
[INHALES SHARPLY] [] Thank you, Your Grace.
[] Either you knew Cersei was lying and let me believe otherwise, or you didn't know at all.
Which makes you either a traitor or a fool.
- I was a fool.
- Not for the first time.
Cersei still sits on the throne.
If you can't help me take it back, I'll find another Hand who can.
[WIND WHISTLING] I suspect one of you will be wearing this before it's all over.
[MEN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] MAN: Coming through.
[] [MEN GRUNTING] [METAL HISSES] [HAMMER CLANGING] [HISSING] Don't you have something better to do? You make my weapon yet? Just as soon as I'm done making a few thousand of these.
You should make mine first.
And make sure it's stronger than this.
[BLADE THUMPS] It's strong enough.
It's going to be safer down in the crypt, you know.
Are you going to be down in the crypt? - No, but - But you're a fighter.
I've done my share.
You've fought them? I did.
Some of them.
How many? A few.
That was enough.
What are they like? Bad.
Really bad.
"Really bad"? Even a smith's apprentice can do better than "really bad.
" What do they look like? What do they smell like? How do they move? How hard are they to kill? Look, I know you want to fight.
And I know you're not scared of rapers or murderers or This is different.
This is This is death.
You want to know what they're like? Death.
That's what they're like.
I know Death.
[EXHALES SOFTLY] He's got many faces.
I look forward to seeing this one.
[CHUCKLES] [] - My weapon? - I'll get right on it.
I'm sorry for what I did to you.
You weren't sorry then.
You were protecting your family.
I'm not that person anymore.
You still would be, if you hadn't pushed me out of that window.
And I would still be Brandon Stark.
- You're not? - BRAN: No.
I'm something else now.
[RAVEN CAWS] You're not angry at me.
I'm not angry at anyone.
Why didn't you tell them? You won't be able to help us in this fight if I let them murder you first.
What about afterwards? How do you know there is an afterwards? [] [MEN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] SOLDIER 1: Next up.
SOLDIER 2: Put a marker in the ground! Bring it up to the wall! SOLDIER 3: Up to the wall.
All right.
- SOLDIER 4: All right.
- SOLDIER 3: All right.
TYRION: Well, here we are.
Yes, here we are.
Together again.
[MAN CLEARS THROAT] [SPITS] And the masses rejoice.
How do they feel about their new queen? She's your new queen too.
They remember what happened the last time Targaryens brought dragons north.
They'll come around once they see Daenerys is different.
And she is? Different? TYRION: She is.
- You're sure about her? - I am.
She didn't seem sure about you.
It's hard to blame her.
I made a mistake common to clever people.
- I underestimated my opponents.
- Hmm.
Cersei told me the pregnancy had changed her.
A chance for you both to start again.
And I believed her.
MAN: That stuff can go on the end.
Was she lying about the baby too? No, that part is real.
She's always been good at using the truth to tell lies.
I wouldn't be too hard on yourself.
She's fooled me more than anybody.
CHILD: No, he's right there.
What? She never fooled you.
You always knew exactly what she was, and you loved her anyway.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] So [HORSE NEIGHS] we're going to die at Winterfell.
Not the death I would've chosen.
I always pictured myself dying in my own bed, the age of 80, - with a belly full of wine and - BOTH: a girl's mouth - around your cock.
- around my cock.
At least Cersei won't get to murder me.
I'm sure I'll feel some satisfaction denying her that pleasure while I'm being ripped apart by dead men.
[PEOPLE ARGUING] Maybe after I'm dead I'll march down to King's Landing and rip her apart.
MAN: You will see the Army of the Dead.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] MAN: Good.
[MAN GRUNTING] [HOOFBEATS POUNDING] [THUDS] PODRICK: Good.
Yes, aim.
[BOTH GRUNT] Don't rush.
Come forward.
- Come on.
- Ser Jaime.
Lady Brienne.
[SWORDS CLASHING] - He's come a long way.
- He's all right.
PODRICK: One more time.
Come on.
- Still has a lot to learn.
- I'm sure you'll teach him.
PODRICK: Better, better.
I've been told you're commanding the left flank.
I am.
It's, uh It's good ground.
It is.
The rise, it should give us some advantage.
If we can keep a tight formation, we might be able to beat them back.
[SIGHING] Yes, I think you're right.
- What are you doing? - What? - I think you know.
- I truly don't.
We have never had a conversation last this long without you insulting me.
Not once.
You want me to insult you? - No! - Good.
I came to Winterfell because I'm not the fighter I used to be.
[] But I'd be honored to serve under your command, if you'll have me.
I better get back.
[DOOR OPENS] JORAH: Forgive me, khaleesi.
[DOOR CLOSES] Have you done something to offend me? JORAH: Many things.
Long ago and long forgiven.
But you did forgive, despite my failures.
When I heard you'd named Tyrion your Hand, it broke my heart.
When I named him Hand, I didn't know if I'd ever see you again.
You made the right choice.
I wasn't under the impression you liked him very much.
I didn't.
His mouth hardly stopped moving between Volantis and Meereen.
It was all I could do not to throw him in the sea.
[CHUCKLES] But the mind behind all those words He's made mistakes.
Serious mistakes.
As have we all.
He owns his and learns from them.
You're advising me to forgive the man who stole your position? I am.
And one other suggestion, if you'll allow me.
ROYCE: The moment we can get the last infantryman out onto the field, we should shut the gates.
SANSA: Keep them open for as long as you can.
There are still people coming in from the countryside.
Lady Sansa, I was hoping we could speak alone.
I thought you and I were on the verge of agreement before.
About Ser Jaime.
Brienne has been loyal to me, always.
I trust her more than anyone.
I wish I could have that kind of faith in my advisors.
Tyrion is a good man.
He was never anything but decent towards me.
I didn't ask him to be my Hand simply because he was good.
I asked him to be my Hand because he was good, and intelligent, and ruthless when he had to be.
He never should have trusted Cersei.
You never should have either.
I thought he knew his sister.
Families are complicated.
Ours certainly have been.
SANSA: A sad thing to have in common.
DAENERYS: We have other things in common.
We've both known what it means to lead people who aren't inclined to accept a woman's rule.
And we've both done a damn good job of it, from what I can tell.
And yet, I can't help but feel we're at odds with one another.
Why is that? Your brother.
He loves you, you know that.
That bothers you.
Men do stupid things for women.
They're easily manipulated.
All my life, I've known one goal: the Iron Throne.
Taking it back from the people who destroyed my family, and almost destroyed yours.
My war was against them.
Until I met Jon.
Now I'm here, half a world away, fighting Jon's war alongside him.
Tell me, who manipulated whom? [SCOFFS] I should have thanked you the moment you arrived.
That was a mistake.
I'm here because I love your brother and I trust him and I know he's true to his word.
He's only the second man in my life I can say that about.
Who was the first? Someone taller.
[BOTH CHUCKLE] And what happens afterwards? We defeat the dead, we destroy Cersei.
What happens then? I take the Iron Throne.
[] What about the North? It was taken from us, and we took it back.
And we said we'd never bow to anyone else again.
What about the North? WOLKAN: Apologies, my lady.
Your Grace What is it? [] THEON: My queen.
Your sister? She only has a few ships, and she couldn't sail them here.
So she's sailing to the Iron Islands instead, to take them back in your name.
But why aren't you with her? I want to fight for Winterfell, Lady Sansa if you'll have me.
[] [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] Milord, we're not soldiers.
You are now.
Look, I made it through most of my years without ever getting near a fight, but then I survived the Battle of the Bastards.
Right outside these walls.
If I can live through that, you can live through this.
They'll outfit you with weapons at the forge.
Right that way.
Thank you.
GILLY: When the time comes, you'll be down in the crypts.
They're the safest place to be.
Through that archway right over there.
Thank you.
WOMAN 1: Hey, hey, who's next, lads? WOMAN 2: Thank you, sir.
Come back! TEELA: Which way should I go? [] Which way do you want to go? All the children will be going below when the time comes.
But both me brothers were soldiers.
I want to fight too.
That's good to hear.
I'm going to be in the crypt with my son, and I'd feel a lot better with you down there - to protect us.
- I'm sure a lot of people would.
All right.
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