ACT THREE 

EXT. SKY – DAY

As Drogon spirals down toward the grounds of Winterfell, Daenerys tightens her grip on the spikes of his spine. She braces for impact.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – SAME

Jon and Tyrion see Drogon fall behind the First Keep out of view.

Jorah commands the archers while trying to keep an eye on Daenerys.

JORAH MORMONT

Archers! Nock!

Each pair of archers shares a barrel of bolts and a barrel set aflame. As Jorah commands, each archer grabs a bolt and brings it to the fire. They place their bolts into their crossbows.

JORAH MORMONT (CONT’D)

Set!

All the archers set the tension on their bows until the bolts LOCK into place.

JORAH MORMONT (CONT’D)

Loose!

The bolts catch the wind and ride it until they find their ways into dead mens’ exposed skulls.

The archers ready their crossbows again.

JORAH MORMONT (CONT’D)

     (To Jon)
Where is she?

JON SNOW

I can’t see her.

TYRION LANNISTER

We should send a regiment out. Where’s Grey Worm?

JON SNOW

I need to know if she’s alive.

JORAH MORMONT

She would not want you to leave your post.
     (Back to the archers)
Nock!

JON SNOW

I need to know.

TYRION LANNISTER

The Starks need to be–- (inside Winterfell.)

Jon turns to walk away. Jorah’s heavy hand on his shoulder stops him. Jon doesn’t turn, he doesn’t even move.

JON SNOW

Mormont, you let me go or I swear on all the gods…

Jorah reluctantly releases his hand from Jon’s shoulder. Jorah and Tyrion watch as Jon walks away from them.

Jorah turns back to the archers.

JORAH MORMONT

Loose!

Tyrion watches as Jorah goes back to his command. Tyrion leaves the battlements as well.

EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – DAY

Jon sprints down the stairs from atop the East Gate. He runs past the Great Keep, past the Armory, through soldiers and men, to get to the North Gate.

Jon stops when he sees Daenerys: standing, walking. Alive. Drogon is curled up beside her. Somehow they made it inside Winterfell’s walls. Daenerys paces behind Drogon, her arms crossed.

Jon gives a sigh of relief. Even a small laugh.

Drogon reacts to the noise. His head turns to face Jon. Jon takes a step back. When Drogon sees that it’s Jon, he relaxes.

Daenerys emerges from behind Drogon and walks toward Jon, her arms still crossed. Jon meets her.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

I thought you were with Jorah and Tyrion.

JON SNOW

And I thought you were plummeting to your death.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

Drogon is a better dragon than you give him credit for.

JON SNOW

Aye. And you are–- (alive.)

Jon takes Daenerys’ face in his hands.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

I am fine. Are you?

JON SNOW

Aye. One hundred thousand dead men, giants and White Walkers stand outside my home with their undead dragon.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

That just so happens to be my dragon. And my men fighting for you beyond those walls.

JON SNOW

I’d be a dead man without them. Without you.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

Well, we can’t have that, can we? Back to your post, My Lord.

JON SNOW

Yes, Your Grace.

Jon bows. Daenerys smiles softly at him as he walks away. When he disappears from view, she uncrosses her arms…

…revealing a BURN –- a small dark red circle on her skin, slightly elevated compared to the rest of her arm.

ICE CRYSTALS emerge from the burn, sparkling in the daylight.

ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COURTYARD…

Tyrion descends the stairs from the Northeast Wall and walks to the Armory.

INT. WINTERFELL – ARMORY – SAME

PODRICK kneels in the corner as SOLDIERS come and go. He’s praying, nervous, afraid of death and the army that comes with it.

Tyrion walks up behind him and places a hand on his shoulder. Podrick turns around. Once he sees who it is, he gives him an understanding nod, then turns back around.

Tyrion stands behind Podrick, watching him as he prays.

EXT. WINTERFELL – SAME

Outside the East Gate, the Night King steps onto Viserion’s wing, walking up to his back with slow, calculated steps.

Once the Night King sits, Viserion rises into the air. With each wing beat, Viserion gusts wind on the surrounding wights.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTH GATE – DAY

As Daenerys holds her burned forearm, she heads back to Drogon. Behind her, Jaime runs toward her. When Jaime catches her attention, Daenerys turns around.

JAIME LANNISTER

Quite a fall, Your Grace. Are you in one piece?

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

Do not worry about me. Drogon’s wing…

Daenerys walks up to her child. She motions toward his wing –- a small hole perforates his wing. There are dark red burns surrounding it. She reaches her hand out to touch the burn, but the moment her finger meets Drogon’s scales, Drogon cries out.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)

Have you ever seen a dragon get burned, Lannister?

JAIME LANNISTER

No, Your Grace. I can’t say I have.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

Because it has never happened before.

JAIME LANNISTER

Westeros has never seen an undead dragon before either.
     (a beat)
I do not have my brother’s facility with language.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

Apparently not.

JAIME LANNISTER

Your dragon, can he fly?

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

He’s injured.

JAIME LANNISTER

Ah, this I understand well.

Jaime holds up his golden hand. Daenerys nods.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

Hopefully, it’s not that permanent.

JAIME LANNISTER

For both your sakes.

Jaime bows.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – DAY

Jorah watches as Viserion closes in on the wall. It’s silent. Too silent.

JORAH MORMONT

Hold!
     (Sotto)
Hold.

EXT. WINTERFELL – SAME

Outside the East Gate, the Unsullied and the Dothraki wait, watching Viserion fly over them.

Grey Worm stands closest to Winterfell.

GREY WORM

Dovaogedys!

The Unsullied come to attention with a loud STOMP in place.

GREY WORM (CONT’D)

Naejot memebatas!

In unison, the Unsullied soldiers slowly march toward the Army of the Dead, who stay motionless.

Grey Worm, trying to understand their strategy, looks up to the Northeast Wall at Jorah.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – SAME

Jorah nods in understanding.

JORAH MORMONT

Evat addrivay!

EXT. WINTERFELL – SAME

Grey Worm turns back to the Unsullied army.

GREY WORM

Kelitis!

The Unsullied halt with another STOMP.

Behind the Unsullied, the Dothraki ride through the openings in the Unsullied formation.

Once the Dothraki soldiers reach the front of the formation, they split off in separate directions and stop their horses so they face the undead Army. They now create a border between The Unsullied army and the undead one. They remain still, awaiting instruction.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – DAY

Viserion hovers high above the Unsullied army in front of the Northeast Wall.

Jorah stands on top of the Northeast Wall. The archers surround him, staring over their crossbows and directly at the Night King. They look to Jorah for instruction, their hands shaking as they aim their crossbows.

JORAH MORMONT

He’s going to try to breach the wall.

Jorah draws his sword.

Viserion’s throat grows whiter, brighter, then intense blue flame emerges.

The blue flame meets Winterfell’s walls with a loud CRASH. The castle shakes.

EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – DAY

Jon’s legs buckle. He catches himself before he falls. He lifts his head to look at the Northeast Wall, only to see the Night King attempting to breach it with Viserion.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – DAY

ON THE BATTLEFIELD

The Night King, atop Viserion, stares at Jon. The Night King looks over his shoulder and lets out a terrifying SCREECH.

It echoes throughout the North, past the Unsullied and the Dothraki screamers until it reaches the Army of the Dead.

Upon hearing their master’s call, the Army of the Dead swarm toward the barrier of Dothraki soldiers.

The CLANG of swords meets the CRACK of bones as both masses collide.

AT THE NORTHEAST WALL

Viserion breathes his blue fire onto the Northeast Wall. The wall freezes over, ice crystals inching across each stone.

The SOUND of stone about to break is soft, but audible. So is the distant echo of huge FOOTSTEPS, getting louder, closer.

ON THE BATTLEFIELD

The two masses of undead separate, leaving a large section of land between them.

AT THE NORTHEAST WALL

Jon approaches the stairs at the top of the Northeast Wall. He stops when he sees frost creeping over the top of the wall.

Jon hears THUNDERING FOOTSTEPS. He’s heard them before.

JON SNOW

Oh fuck.

EXT. WINTERFELL – SAME

Outside Winterfell’s walls, the head of a WIGHT GIANT emerges from behind a hill. His FOOTSTEPS grow louder with every stride as he runs toward the castle.

Viserion retreats, flying over the Unsullied and Dothraki soldiers now fighting the Army of the Dead.

The Night King lands Viserion and dismounts. He stands beside his dragon and watches.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – SAME

The Giant runs through the empty path between the Army of the Dead and plows into the Dothraki and Unsullied soldiers, throwing them into the distance with massive force.

The Unsullied soldiers throw spears at the Giant. Some penetrate his skin. Others bounce off his armor. But the Giant keeps running toward the wall.

EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – SAME

Jon scrambles and draws Longclaw.

JON SNOW

I need every man on the far side of the courtyard now!
     (a beat)
Draw your weapons!

The ground shakes as the Giant nears the Northeast Wall. Men tremble behind Jon, their swords unsheathed.

JON SNOW (CONT’D)

Ready!

EXT. WINTERFELL – SAME

The Giant SMASHES the Northeast Wall. The wall CRUMBLES as the Giant collapses atop the stone.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTHEAST WALL – SAME

The Unsullied climb onto the Giant’s body, Grey Worm leading the way.

Grey Worm plunges his spear into the Giant’s chest. He looks to Jon.

Jon nods. Grey Worm nods back, then turns, and runs through his men to the Army of the Dead.

As Grey Worm, the Unsullied, and the Dothraki mutilate the dead men who approach them, Jon gapes at the hole in the wall before him. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

ARYA STARK (O.S.)

Maybe the magic broke when we all left.

Jon is startled. He turns to see Arya next to him, her hand on Needle’s hilt.

ARYA STARK (CONT’D)

It felt like it broke when you left for the Wall.

JON SNOW

I never truly left you.

ARYA STARK

We all left each other.

As Arya starts to leave…

JON SNOW

Wait! You can’t go out there.

Arya unsheathes Needle from her belt.

ARYA STARK

You can’t protect me, big brother.
     (a beat)
No one can.

Jon watches as she jumps onto the dead Giant’s arm, takes a step onto his chest and walks down his leg into battle.

Jon looks up to the Northeast Wall, where he stood earlier that morning. But then he realizes…

JON SNOW

Mormont? Mormont!

Movement from under the Giant’s arm. Jon readies his sword. But it’s just Jorah. He lifts the Giant’s arm above his head and throws it to the side. He stands tall, barely a scratch on him, and wipes the dust from his armor.

JON SNOW (CONT’D)

That should’ve killed you.

JORAH MORMONT

Many things should’ve killed me, Snow.

Jorah stands next to Jon. Now they both stand ready –- ready for the undead army to inevitably break through the Unsullied formation and breach their Northern fortress.

EXT. WINTERFELL – DAY

Despite his expressionless demeanor, The Night King is unsatisfied as he watches the chaos unfold before him. His eyes move quickly across the fights raging in front of him.

The Dothraki are ruthless, the Unsullied are calculated, but the Dead are simply bodies.

Rhaegal flies through the air, turning the Army of the Dead to ash.

The Night King looks to his fellow White Walkers atop their wight horses in the middle of the immobile Army of the Dead.

It’s time.

The Night King mounts Viserion again.

Viserion rises into the air and flies toward Winterfell.

Rhaegal SCREECHES as he flies back toward Winterfell. He lands outside its North Wall.

EXT. WINTERFELL – BATTLEFIELD – SAME

Arya runs through wights as quickly as any other soldier on the battlefield. Slashing, jabbing, and slicing are easy to her. But as a shadow emerges above her, she can’t help but stare.

EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – DAY

Jon and Jorah wait. The Unsullied cut down wights. Some get through the cracks in the Unsullied formation. The Northern Lords and Wildlings cut them down in the dirt of the courtyard.

As Viserion flies over Winterfell, Jon and Jorah take a second to look.

EXT. WINTERFELL – ARMORY – SAME

Tyrion is overwhelmed by the sight of Viserion. The dragon casts a shadow over him and the courtyard. Even as a White Walker, the dragon is striking.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTH GATE – DAY

Daenerys stands beside Drogon. As Viserion’s large shadow covers her, she looks up. She holds her breath as her child lands close to her…

EXT. WINTERFELL – GODSWOOD – DAY

With a few flaps of his wings, Viserion lands within the Godswood. The Night King dismounts, walks toward the nearest weirwood tree.

Now inches away, the Night King stares into the weirwood’s face for an abnormally long time. Then he walks away.

INT. WINTERFELL – GREAT KEEP – DAY

Bran comes out of a warg, terrified. He turns to Sansa, who is sitting by the window with Gilly and Missandei. The women play with Baby Sam, an ounce of sweetness in a world unhinged. Brienne stands guard, tense and watchful as she listens to the battle noises outside.

BRANDON STARK

Sansa.
     (beat)
The Night King. He’s in the Godswood.

Sansa pales.

SANSA STARK

Inside Winterfell?

Bran nods. Brienne puts a hand on Oathkeeper. Sansa stands and looks at all those gathered before her.

SANSA STARK (CONT’D)

Follow me.

EXT. WINTERFELL – ARMORY – DAY

Tyrion sneaks around the inner wall of the Godswood, stopping when he sees the Night King emerging from between the trees.

Tyrion hides. He looks around the corner as the Night King passes, just in time to see the Night King walk through the entrance to the crypts.

This is Tyrion’s chance. He has to take it.

EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – DAY

Jon catches a glimmer of ice blue out of the corner of his eye. He sees the Night King striding toward the entrance to the crypts.

Jon turns to Jorah. Jorah has seen it too.

JORAH MORMONT

Do what you need to do.

Jon readies his sword and heads for the crypts.

EXT. WINTERFELL – GODSWOOD – DAY

Tyrion walks through the Godswood forest. An unnatural icy mist hangs in the air.

Movement toward the back of the Godswood catches Tyrion’s eye. A grey dragon, with massive azure blue eyes, sets his head down onto the snowy ground. His eyes close.

Tyrion walks closer to Viserion. His footfalls crunch against the newly formed frost.

Tyrion steps on a tree branch. The CRACK alerts Viserion. The dragon’s eyes flash from grey to bright blue in an instant.

Tyrion freezes.

Viserion rises and takes a few BOOMING footsteps toward Tyrion. Viserion’s head is twice the size of Tyrion, but Tyrion remains steadfast.

Tyrion reaches his hand out to touch Viserion, who meets it with his nose. A few strokes and the dragon calms. He knows Tyrion. Thank the gods.

TYRION LANNISTER

I’ve dreamed of you for my entire life.

BY THE ENTRANCE TO THE GODSWOOD…

Arya creeps slowly through the trees, holding a Varlyian steel spear beside her. The mist is thick, but she can hear a voice. She follows it.

As she gets closer, Arya pauses.

Arya sees Tyrion. She slips behind the nearest tree, silent. As Arya looks around the tree, she sees Tyrion still has his hand on Viserion’s nose.

TYRION LANNISTER (CONT’D)

Do you remember me? You’d have burned me to ash if you didn’t, I suppose. I know how intelligent you are. I mean, look at your mother. She didn’t even receive a proper education, and look how far she’s come, how much she’s done for the good of the realm. Probably the most intelligent woman I know.

Arya quickly and silently runs from one tree to the next in a wide arc, until she comes up by Viserion’s side. She hefts her spear as she prepares to aim.

TYRION LANNISTER (CONT’D)

I’m so proud of her, you know. I firmly believe that she will get everything she wants in this –-

Now Tyrion sees Arya. A quick glance, then back at Viserion — he can’t break the connection.

TYRION LANNISTER (CONT’D)

–- in this world.

Tyrion is trying to resist speaking to Arya. He knows that could be the mistake that determines his fate. BUT…

…Arya thrusts her spear into Viserion’s side, but it skitters harmlessly off the dragon’s scales.

TYRION LANNISTER (CONT’D)

No! Don’t!

The connection is broken. Viserion turns. He stares at Arya. Viserion SCREECHES. The white of his throat grows brighter.

Arya pulls the spear back as Viserion’s blue flame erupts from his mouth.

Tyrion pushes Arya out of the way. She falls, half of her body in bright blue flames. She lies motionless on the snowy ground.

Tyrion now stands in front of Viserion, his hands up in defense.

TYRION LANNISTER (CONT’D)

Viserion. Viserion. Wait!

Viserion’s throat glows white again.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTH GATE – SAME

WIGHTS scramble through the courtyard. Some get past the Northern fighters.

Jaime defends Daenerys, not letting a single wight reach the Dragon Queen.

Daenerys and Jaime hear Tyrion’s SHOUT. They turn to look to the Godswood.

EXT. WINTERFELL – GODSWOOD – SAME

Viserion’s fire cuts through the mist as the shadow of Tyrion Lannister is engulfed in blue flame.

Tyrion’s ashes float to the ground like a flurry. His burnt bones are all that’s left of him.

Viserion SCREECHES before flying away.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTH GATE – SAME

Jaime stares, wide-eyed. Daenerys steps back into Drogon’s protection. Jaime runs into the Godswood, sword in hand.

EXT. WINTERFELL – GODSWOOD – CONTINUOUS

Tyrion’s blackened bones lie on the ground. Jaime is stricken by the sight, but he runs to the only person he sees: Arya.

Part of Arya’s face and right arm are burnt.

Jaime returns his sword to its scabbard. He kneels on the ground and picks up Arya.

Jaime carries Arya out of the Godswood, looking back once more at his brother’s charred skeleton.

EXT. WINTERFELL – NORTH GATE – CONTINUOUS

As Jaime emerges from the Godswood, Drogon now breathes fire onto the wights.

As Daenerys sees Jaime emerge, she runs to him.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

Tyrion?

Jaime shakes his head.

Daenerys looks down at Arya’s limp form. Tears well in her eyes as she turns back to Drogon.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)

The Night King did this. All of this.

Dany mounts Drogon. Drogon responds with the wave of his wings and a screech of pain as he labors to rise into the air once again.

INT. WINTERFELL – FIRST KEEP – DAY

Sam, Gilly, Baby Sam, Bran, and Missandei huddle in the far corner of the room. The main door is being hammered by wights on the other side. Sansa rummages around books in a case, staring through the cracks between them at the wall behind.

MISSANDEI

How are we going to get out of here alive?

BRIENNE OF TARTH

What are you looking for, my lady?

SANSA STARK

There is another way out. I thought–- (it was this book.)

BRANDON STARK

It is–- (Maester Marwyn’s.)

Sansa chooses the right book. She pulls back on it and the bookcase swings open on its hinges.

BRANDON STARK (CONT’D)

I could have told you where it was.

SANSA STARK

Come on. Brienne, I’ll need your help with Bran.

MISSANDEI

This will take us outside of Winterfell?

SANSA STARK

Yes.

MISSANDEI

But you’re Starks. This is your home.

SANSA STARK

Yes. And soon we’ll be Starks in White Harbor.

Carrying Baby Sam, Gilly steps through the entrance…

GILLY

Doesn’t matter much what family you’re from. Dead is dead.

BRANDON STARK

We must leave.

SAMWELL TARLY

You won’t see me arguing.

Sansa and Sam maneuver Bran’s wheelchair through the secret entrance as the main door rocks on its hinges.

EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – DAY

Jon stands in the entrance to the crypts, Longclaw in hand. The muted SCREAMS of Northern fighters echo behind him as he descends.

INT. WINTERFELL – CRYPTS – CONTINUOUS

The Night King stands in front of an open tomb, holding his ice spear.

Jon emerges from the shadows.

JON SNOW

It ends here.

The Night King turns to face him. He takes a step toward Jon. Jon raises Longclaw with one hand. With his other hand, he draws a dragonglass blade.

The Night King slams his ice spear toward Jon. Jon meets the spear with both Longclaw and the dragonglass blade.

CLANG.

The spear SHATTERS to ice particles…

…so does the dragonglass blade.

Jon is empowered. The Night King is… not amused.

The Night King takes a step back. He raises his arms.

JON SNOW (CONT’D)

Don’t.

Jon advances with Longclaw. However, the ground SHAKES and the earth around them CRUMBLES.

Jon loses his balance. He sees…

…the Night King is standing beside NED STARK’S TOMB.

Ned’s tomb cracks open. Jon staggers back as DEAD NED STARK emerges from his tomb as a wight, as deteriorated as a decayed, headless body would be.

Jon looks gutted.

Dead Ned grasps the iron sword from his tomb. Dead Ned swings his iron sword to meet Jon’s Longclaw. Jon struggles against the force of his adversary.

Then the tomb beside Ned’s BREAKS open, and DEAD LYANNA STARK emerges: practically a skeleton. Glowing icy blue eyes, half of one arm and the rest of her small body climbs out of her tomb.

Jon finds the strength to push Dead Ned off of him, but the sight of Dead Lyanna has him shuffling backward.

Finally, the tomb beside Lyanna’s BREAKS open, and out of it rises DEAD RICKON STARK. He still slightly resembles a boy, his long hair still very much flowing. And he has multiple holes in his neck and chest from the arrows that killed him.

All three wights lumber toward Jon. He stands frozen in place as his dead family members close in.

END OF ACT THREE