INT. WINTERFELL – HALL – DAY
Jon and Daenerys emerge from the war room.
I must speak with Sansa and Lady
Jon turns to walk down the hallway, opposite Daenerys.
What’s the matter?
Why do you assume something is the
The look on your face. Believe me,
You know too much, Jon Snow.
You’d be surprised.
Walk with me.
The two walk down the dimly lit halls of Winterfell.
JON SNOW (CONT’D)
I cannot imagine your pain.
I wish everyone would stop telling
me how sorry they are for me. Apologies will not bring him back. What’s done is done.
Then what troubles you?
Do you dream?
When I was younger I had nightmares of the crypts beneath Winterfell. Now, I dream of much more terrible things.
That sounds unbearable.
I’ve been having rather odd dreams of late.
Viserion. But they are not dreams of the past or of a fantasy world in which he still lives. They are of now.
I believe I witnessed an attack on
Last Hearth during a dream at sea. Through Viserion’s eyes I saw men burned alive. I saw Ned Umber as he escaped the Army of the Dead. The dream stayed with me. Soon after we arrived at Winterfell –- here came the boy from my dream. A boy I had never before met, standing right in front of me.
Bran talks of flying with ravens.
(a beat, remembering)
When I was younger, I could swear I dreamt I was running with my wolf.
Then you believe me?
Aye, I believe you. Few things
surprise me anymore.
I have a connection to my dragons. It cannot be explained with words,
but it is there. I can feel it. I believe that connection still exists between me and Viserion.
Your dragon is a slave to the Night
King. He can’t be saved.
I cannot accept that. A piece of
him still remains. How else would I dream through his eyes?
I don’t know.
Neither do I. What I do know is
that I cannot strike him down without giving him a chance. I need you to promise me that you will not destroy him without my leave.
I cannot promise you that.
Shall I command you?
If your dragon burns my men alive,
do you expect me to sit idly by and let it happen?
No. But if Viserion can be turned,
it would change the course of the war.
Aye, but at what cost? You cannot
put yourself in harm’s way for the sake of a chance.
I do not expect you to understand.
I cannot be the Mother of Dragons if I do not try to save my own child.
Daenerys leaves Jon alone in the hallway.
INT. WINTERFELL – CRYPTS – DAY
Arya and Sansa stand by Ned Stark’s tomb. The torchlight gives the grey stone tombs a warm sheen.
Mother’s body should be here. And
There’s no way of knowing where the
river took them. At least no one can hurt them now.
Arya looks up at her.
Are you frightened?
I’ve lived with fear so long I
don’t think I could recognize it anymore.
We’ve faced worse than this.
Worse than an Army of the Dead?
I’m not afraid of the dead. It was
the living who tore apart our family.
And dragons? What of those?
The worst thing a dragon can do is
kill you. They’re kinder beasts than men.
They can also turn Winterfell into
ash and rubble.
Don’t you remember father’s
stories? Winterfell has stood since the time of the first men.
Of course I remember. I also remember when Theon burnt it to the
And now it stands. And if it falls,
it will stand again.
And if there’s no one left to
You came of age in a lion’s den and
escaped uneaten. I traveled with criminals and assassins and turned my own blade against them. There are graves filled with dead men who underestimated the Starks.
There are tombs filled with Starks
And plenty of Starks yet living. We
will win this battle because we have to.
The last time I fought for
Winterfell, it was I who was in the fields and Ramsay who waited within these walls.
And now he’s a pile of dog shit in
a kennel. I’d say you had the better hand in that battle.
You are a far greater warrior than
I will ever be.
And you are a far better lady.
Perhaps you could embroider me a favor when I go off to war.
Sansa smiles at her sister, who has her father’s looks.
Unnoticed, a shadow moves through the crypts. It’s VARYS. He creeps like the spider he is.
EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – DAY
Grey Worm walks toward the armory. He sees Missandei, who stands alone with her eyes closed, murmuring a prayer. Grey Worm puts his hand on her shoulder, delicately enough to not startle her.
Sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude.
What were you doing?
I am not sure exactly. I have never
really prayed to any gods. But I was asking whoever is there, if anyone is there, to keep everyone I care about safe. To protect… you.
Missandei’s eyes well with tears. Grey Worm puts his hand on her cheek.
No. Don’t cry.
I can’t help it.
Grey Worm pulls her to him.
Are you going to be well? Tell me
I do not know. In battle, it is
always the same. You never know which fight will be your last.
Just please try not to die.
You should get to the First Keep.
The Army of the Dead is close.
(hugging Grey Worm)
I don’t want you to go.
Grey Worm kisses her passionately. When their kiss comes to an end, Grey Worm takes Missandei’s hand and places it on his heart.
We will always be together.
The elected leader of the Unsullied wishes he could stay here with the woman he loves forever, but he forces himself to leave for the armory. Missandei watches Grey Worm walk away.
EXT. WINTERFELL – FIRST KEEP – DAY
Brienne of Tarth, Sansa Stark, Samwell Tarly, and GILLY stand around the battle planning table. Samwell studies the map of Winterfell.
Gilly holds BABY SAM and bounces him in her arms. Sansa watches baby Sam, enjoying the distraction of an innocent child in the midst of the anxiety of the coming battle.
Baby Sam is so sweet.
He’s a good boy. He’ll be a brave
man like his father one day.
Samwell blushes at the compliment.
Sam killed a White Walker. Did you
BRIENNE OF TARTH
Did you really?
It was nothing.
He was protecting me and baby Sam.
Maybe we should have you on the
battlefield then, Sam.
Trust me, you don’t want that.
Baby Sam might have been offered to
the Night King if Sam hadn’t rescued us.
What do you mean ‘offered?’
My father, well my husband, Craster,
would sacrifice all his newborn sons to the Night King.
What does he do with them?
Do you think we can win this battle
against the walkers?
I think we will. If I was able to
kill a White Walker, Jon and the rest should have no trouble.
I hope you’re right, Sam.
Gilly switches her attention to the topographical map of Winterfell.
Look baby Sam. The battle doesn’t
seem so scary when it’s all just a bunch of rocks. Does it?
Baby Sam reaches for one of the rocks on the map. Gilly hands one to him.
You want this? There you go.
Don’t give him that! He could
Gilly takes the rock away from Baby Sam and he starts to cry. Gilly bounces him up and down and soothes him to silence.
So, where are we running to if the
White Walkers start killing more of us than we kill of them?
White Harbor. We’ll be safe there.
I wish you had escorted the people of Wintertown there personally.
BRIENNE OF TARTH
They are in excellent hands with
Podrick, my lady. I am needed here.
Is White Harbor nice?
Nice enough. It’s a small town.
Maybe Sam and I can raise Baby Sam
there. What do you think?
Gilly looks down at Baby Sam, as though waiting for his answer. Sansa can’t help but smile.
EXT. NORTH OF WINTERFELL – DAY
The WHITE WALKERS, stoic and terrifying with pale white skin and bright blue eyes, ride on their WHITE WALKER HORSES. They lead the ARMY OF THE DEAD in a slow and synchronized march. There seems to be an infinite amount of dead soldiers marching side by side.
The dead wield various weapons –- spears, swords, and axes. THREE WIGHT GIANTS tower over the rest of the wights, their colossal size the only weapon they need.
All humanity has been drained from the dead. There is no fear in their eyes, nor any compassion. They are killing machines on a mission. Their master’s mission.
The Night King flies above them on VISERION, his dragon now.
EXT. WINTERFELL – GODSWOOD – DAY – VISION
Bran sits alone with his eyes open. He faces the heart tree with its bright red leaves and a face that seems to know all.
The leaves RUSTLE. Bran turns to see if anything is there, but finds nothing.
When Bran turns back, the Night King is standing at a weirwood tree.
In an instant, the Night King is on Bran. Bran gazes into his adversary’s bottomless pupils and sees…
…WINTERFELL and the SUN over it.
Helpless, Bran looks to the weirwood tree. The tree opens its EYES, and its…
Father, help me.
Swarms of ravens SHRIEK as they shoot out of the mouth.
The Night King whirls toward the tree and the ravens. The flock engulfs the Night King.
EXT. WINTERFELL – GODSWOOD – DAY
Bran’s eyes roll from white to brown. As he gathers himself, Bran looks to Jon, who sits nearby.
The sun is setting on Winterfell.
I won’t let it.
Or maybe the sun is setting on the
You need to get to safety.
We all do.
Determined, Jon strides out of the Godswood.
EXT. WINTERFELL – WEST WALL – DAY
Daenerys and Tyrion stand side by side on the snow-covered battlements of Winterfell. They look out on the endless fields of snow and forest that make up the great expanse of the North.
Whatever preparations we have made,
I do not believe anything can prepare us for what’s to come.
I have faced the Night King and his
army once. I can do it again.
The last time you faced the Night
King you lost a dragon.
Yes, I did.
Tell me Lord Tyrion, how did you free my dragons from their chains beneath Meereen? Why did they not eat you alive?
I’ve been told by many a fine woman
that I don’t taste very good.
Answer the question.
When I entered the dungeons beneath
the Great Pyramid, I thought those steps would be my last. Varys believed me mad, and Grey Worm thought me a fool. To this day I do not refute their claims. I cannot explain it, but your dragons knew I was there to help them. Dragons are more intelligent than any of us will ever know. But you already know that, don’t you?
Yes, I do.
Then why do you ask me? I am no
Father of Dragons. If I were, perhaps I could take the Seven Kingdoms for myself.
You would make a bad king.
A very bad king, Your Grace, but
would we have fun. Wine and ale all day long, a woman for every man, a man for every woman, and more gold than the smallfolk would know what to do with. But you’re right, I’m much better at supporting great rulers than becoming one.
You still think me a great ruler?
Despite my failings?
I’ve probably made more mistakes in
my life than any man living. But traveling across the world to find you was not one of them. You have not failed me yet, and I hope I have not failed you.
You have not failed me.
When I fail, I fail quite
Sounds intriguing. I look forward
(hint of sarcasm)
As do I.
Jon approaches them.
TYRION LANNISTER (CONT’D)
No sign of the Night King or his horrifying horde yet.
The Unsullied and Dothraki are in
Jon looks to the horizon. A great grey cloud gathers.
Snow. He’s coming.
Do you truly think you can reach Viserion?
Yes. I’m his mother. I walked
through fire for him.
You can reach Viserion, Your Grace?
It can work.
I understand if you want to step back, in case I fail.
If you believe you can reach your
child, I believe.
If Queen Daenerys could win
Viserion’s favor, we would take away the Night King’s greatest weapon.
It could change the course of the
Are you sure you want to do this, Your Grace?
Daenerys smiles. Suddenly, DROGON lights on the battlements. His wings beat as he lands, creating a blast of wind so forceful Jon and Tyrion take a step back.
I will free my child.
As Daenerys climbs atop Drogon…
But Jon’s words are swallowed by Drogon’s greeting growl. The dragon senses his mother’s mission.
Jon and Tyrion watch as Daenerys takes flight.
INT. GREAT KEEP – TOP FLOOR – DAY
Sansa and Arya look down at their home, which will soon be a battleground yet again. Nothing but white snow and the Targaryen army is visible outside the walls of Winterfell. Then, gradually, specks of slow-moving bodies come into view. WIGHTS.
Sansa and Arya exchange a glance.
Viserion, the undead dragon, flies over the Army of the Dead.
The Night King sits as still as ice atop the beautiful monster now under his control.
The Night King. I suppose it’s time to pay our respects.
Sansa hugs Arya. Then, as they’ve always done, the Starks separate to fight their own battles.
EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – DAY
Jon Snow, Tyrion Lannister, and Jorah Mormont stand behind North Men, who ready themselves behind a row of flaming arrows.
Jon follows Tyrion’s gaze to Viserion flying above them. Jon meets the Night King’s frigid glare.
Jon turns his attention to the hillside, where the Army of the Dead advances.
EXT. SKY – DAY
Daenerys rides Drogon toward Viserion. The Night King flies Viserion toward Daenerys. As they near, each pulls back to hover. The Night King sizes up Daenerys. Daenerys focuses on Viserion.
The brother dragons –- Drogon and Viserion –- don’t seem to recognize each other as they remain at a standstill in the sky.
Drogon gives a GROWL-like greeting, but Viserion doesn’t respond. Viersion’s azure blue eyes seem unfeeling, until…
You were in my dreams, Viserion. It’s me. I know you know me.
Viserion’s blue eye watches his mother. He seems to be absorbing her words. Daenerys and Viserion hold eye contact.
The Night King looks from Viserion to the Dragon Queen and back to Viserion. A hint of concern fills the Night King’s ice-cold face.
EXT. OUTSIDE WINTERFELL’S WALLS – SAME
The UNSULLIED march in formation. They move methodically, wielding their dragonglass spears.
Grey Worm waits, ready for battle.
The DOTHRAKI sit on their horses, their arakhs in hand.
EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – SAME
The North Men and the Wildlings wield an array of weapons.
TORMUND stands ready to massacre the wights. He lifts his gaze to see Drogon and Viserion in the sky. He cannot believe his eyes.
EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – SAME
Jon, Tyrion, and Jorah watch as Daenerys risks her life to reconnect with her lost child.
EXT. SKY – SAME
Daenerys reaches to stroke Viserion’s massive head. Viserion welcomes his mother’s touch.
The Night King grows impatient as Daenerys and Viserion bond. He places his hand on Viserion’s back. He closes his eyes.
Viserion bucks and ROARS.
Stop hurting him!
The Night King looks at Daenerys. He has control over Viserion now.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
Zaldrzes buzdari iksos daor.
Viserion flaps his wings violently and opens his mouth.
Daenerys knows what is coming, but still she is stunned.
Viserion blasts blue fire at Daenerys. She and Drogon bank at the last second. The fire catches Drogon’s wing and Daenerys’ arm. The Mother of Dragons and Drogon spiral toward the ground. Daenerys tries to take control of Drogon.
It’s no use. Daenerys and Drogon plummet as Drogon SCREECHES in agony.
EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – SAME
Jon, Tyrion, and Jorah rush to the battlements as they watch their queen and Drogon corkscrew toward the ground.
Drogon fights to stay in the air, but his crippled wing won’t allow it.
EXT. SKY – SAME
Daenerys clutches Drogon, bracing herself.
EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – SAME
Jon’s eyes fill with horror as he watches the love of his life freefall toward the snow-covered earth.
END OF ACT TWO