ACT ONE
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – CAMP – DAY
NORTHERN MEN set up tents. More wounded are carried on stretchers. Other survivors start a fire and crowd around.
MAESTER THEOMORE feeds milk of the poppy to a WILDLING WOMAN with a deep gash.
A pile of dead bodies lies near the water. JORAH MORMONT lights it on fire with a torch. A group of freezing survivors swarm around the new heat source.
Davos watches over the camp. Jon appears next to him.
JON SNOW
How many?
DAVOS SEAWORTH
Half. At least. But depleted numbers are the least of our worries right now.
JON SNOW
What is worse than losing thousands?
DAVOS SEAWORTH
Many of our leaders have fallen. The Unsullied are without a general. The Wildlings now look to the Northern lords with the loss of Tormund.
(a beat)
I saw him turn. With his own axe, the thing took his head clean off. And with a single touch he rose again. They all did.
JON SNOW
We must focus on the living right now. We need to heal as many wounded as we can.
DAVOS SEAWORTH
We need supplies to do that. The maester and his men are not equipped to heal an army.
JON SNOW
I trust you will find a way.
Jon walks off, leaving a concerned Davos in his wake.
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – CAMP – DAY
Maester Theomore fixes a DOTHRAKI BOY’s dislocated shoulder. The boy grimaces in pain.
MAESTER THEMORE
That’s the worst of it, I promise.
Theomore moves on to his next patient.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN makes the rounds. She stops before the Dothraki boy and reaches into a pouch. She retracts her arm in pain. Daenerys looks down at her arm, red and peeling from Viserion’s burns.
Daenerys carefully reaches into the pouch and takes out a vial of liquid.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
(in Dothraki)
This will help the pain.
Daenerys feeds milk of the poppy to the boy.
She moves to a KNIGHT. He shivers uncontrollably from third degree burns. Daenerys sees the vial is empty.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
I’ll be back with more.
Daenerys walks to the maester’s table.
VARYS (O.S.)
We are running low on supplies, My Queen.
Daenerys looks up to find Varys.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Then we must send word to the people of White Harbor. Ask for more medicine and food.
VARYS
I believe Ser Davos has sent word. However the destruction of Winterfell has left us with limited funds.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
We have dying soldiers and hungry children. Surely they can spare supplies for those in need.
VARYS
Yes indeed. Let us hope they are still loyal to the King in the North.
Daenerys picks up various potions looking for more milk of the poppy. She finds a vial with enough for one more patient. Daenerys turns back to the knight.
VARYS (CONT’D)
Forgive me, Your Grace. But if we are running out of medicine perhaps we should conserve it for more… indispensable patients.
Ignoring her own injuries, Dany gives the last of the medicine to the knight.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
It doesn’t hurt much.
VARYS
Somehow I find that hard to believe.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I will not put my own discomfort over the well-being of my people, Varys.
VARYS
Your concern for your people is honorable. One of the many reasons why you are a great queen.
Daenerys turns to go, but Varys stops her.
VARYS (CONT’D)
But your own well-being is far more important. You are not safe here. There are dangers other than the dead.
Daenerys stares in confusion. She hears another wounded man’s CRY.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Nobody is safe here.
(a beat)
(MORE)
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
Please find Missandei. We need all the help we can muster.
Daenerys guards her arm, which is clearly in pain.
VARYS
I will look for Missandei, if you see a maester yourself.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
There is no need–-
VARYS
Then there is no need to look for your friend.
Daenerys is frustrated, but she realizes she cannot win this fight. With a smile, Varys leaves his queen.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – MEDICAL TENT – DAY
ARYA STARK lies in bed, asleep. Her profile shows her left side unscathed. She wakes up panting. Her body quivers in pain. She cries out.
SANSA STARK
Stay still. You’ll only make it worse.
SANSA STARK stands by Arya’s bedside. Arya’s whole body is revealed. Her right arm is wrapped in bandages. Half of her face is covered in gauze.
ARYA STARK
What happened?
SANSA STARK
We lost.
Jon enters the tent in a rush, having heard Arya’s cry. He looks in anguish at the state of his beloved sister.
ARYA STARK
Winterfell?
JON SNOW
It’s gone.
SANSA STARK
There were many casualties.
Arya touches her bandaged face. She hisses in pain. Jon looks away.
ARYA STARK
I almost had him. I was this close. If that stupid dwarf hadn’t yelled out, there would be one less dragon roaming the skies.
SANSA STARK
Arya. Tyrion didn’t make it.
ARYA STARK
Stupid imp, thinking he could face that thing!
SANSA STARK
Arya!
ARYA STARK
This isn’t the time for pretty words. Tyrion’s mistake proved there is no life left in that thing. You know I’m right.
Arya looks to her brother, but he can’t meet her eyes.
ARYA STARK (CONT’D)
Am I that hideous?
JON SNOW
What?
ARYA STARK
You can’t look at me. Even now. As I lie here talking to you.
He faces her.
JON SNOW
I’m sorry.
ARYA STARK
That bad, is it?
SANSA STARK
Maester Theomore treated your burns himself. He has high hopes for your recovery.
ARYA STARK
I’m covered in burns. There is no recovery from that. Soon you’ll be putting me in the corner with Bran. The two Stark cripples no one can bear to look at.
JON SNOW
I need to get back to camp.
SANSA STARK
Jon. You can’t go–- [now].
ARYA STARK
Let him. He’s not needed here.
With one last look, Jon leaves.
SANSA STARK
Why did you do that? He already has the weight of fifty thousand dead on his shoulders.
ARYA STARK
Jon would spend the whole day here by my side drowning in his own guilt if he thought I needed him. So I made sure he knew I didn’t.
Sansa grabs Arya’s good hand and squeezes it tightly.
SANSA STARK
Well, you may not need it, but I’ll stay here by your side. If you’ll let me.
Arya squeezes Sansa’s hand back.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – ROYAL TENT – DAY
Daenerys sits with Maester Theomore. Her burned arm is bandaged. A look of utter shock is on her face.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
That’s not possible.
MAESTER THEOMORE
Have you lain with a man?
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I…
MAESTER THEOMORE
(kindly)
There is no need to be modest.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Yes, I have.
MAESTER THEOMORE
The signs do not lie, my dear. You are with child.
Daenerys stares in awe at her stomach. She tentatively places a hand over it.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I was told I could never have another child.
MAESTER THEOMORE
It seems whoever told you that was mistaken. Forgive me, but you do not seem entirely pleased with this news.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I am. I- I don’t know what to feel.
MAESTER THEOMORE
Be happy. You are going to be a mother.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I am already a mother.
MAESTER THEOMORE
Ahh. Then you must make room in your heart for another.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Perhaps you are right.
Daenerys looks to her double pearl ring.
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – CAMP – DAY
People wait in a long line for food. Everyone is starving.
ATHCHO waits in line with Rhozo. They reach the front and Davos gives them each a piece of bread and dried apple. Athcho goes to leave, but Rhozo stops him.
RHOZO
More.
DAVOS SEAWORTH
That is all I can give you at the moment.
RHOZO
More!
Lord Mazin stands behind them.
LORD MAZIN
We’re all starving here, you twat. Move along so we can feed the hungry!
ATHCHO
(in Dothraki)
We are holding up the line. Come.
Rhozo storms off in anger. Athcho takes his ration.
ATHCHO (CONT’D)
(in English)
Thank you.
Rhozo marches to a cluster of horses tied to a post. He unsheathes his ARAKH. The horses buck in fear. With a vicious swish of his blade, Rhozo cuts a horse’s throat. The animal crashes to the ground as blood pools from the fatal wound.
Lord Mazin runs over in a fury.
LORD MAZIN
What the fuck are you doing?
RHOZO
Feeding the hungry.
This pisses Mazin off. He lunges for Rhozo, but Athcho steps in between them.
ATHCHO
Stand down.
LORD MAZIN
Our horses are already dropping like flies from the cold. We’re not going to sacrifice one because your friend here is too delicate to spend a couple of nights with an empty stomach.
RHOZO
(in Dothraki)
Go walk with your mother, foreigner.
LORD MAZIN
(to Athcho)
What did he say?
Athcho won’t translate, but Mazin gets the idea.
LORD MAZIN (CONT’D)
You lot think you can take what you want. But we’re fighting a fucking war here. Keep your sword sheathed until there’s a real use for it.
Rhozo spits on Lord Mazin. Mazin lunges for him. He knocks Rhozo’s blade to the ground. Athcho goes to stop them, but Rhozo elbows him in the face. Athcho holds his broken nose, blood smearing down his chin.
Jon walks by the food line and HEARS the commotion. He hurries over.
JON SNOW
Lay down your weapons. Now!
Jon meets resistance as he nears the cheering Dothraki gathered around the brewing brawl.
INSIDE THE DOTHRAKI HORDE CIRCLE, Mazin pulls out his own sword, ready to slice Rhozo into pieces.
Weaponless, Rhozo taunts Mazin, not caring that he is staring down an armed Northern lord. Rhozo fakes a lunge toward Mazin, who startles.
His sword ready, Mazin rushes Rhozo. Rhozo knocks him to the ground with an astounding amount of force. DOTHRAKI BYSTANDERS watch in amusement, cheering Rhozo on.
OUTSIDE THE CIRCLE, Jon tries to push through the Dothraki.
INSIDE THE CIRCLE, Rhozo crouches over Mazin and punches his face to a pulp.
OUTSIDE THE CIRCLE, Jon throws a Dothraki to the ground. Determined to get to the Northern lord, Jon SHOVES the next Dothraki back so he trips over his fallen comrade.
INSIDE THE CIRCLE, Rhozo is ready to deal the fatal punch when Athcho grabs his fist. Athcho pulls Rhozo back, finally separating the two.
Jon pushes through the scrum. He finds a blood-covered Athcho helping a wheezing Mazin up from the ground.
Jon takes the injured Mazin from Athcho.
JON SNOW (CONT’D)
Thank you.
(to the group)
We cannot fight amongst ourselves. That’s what our enemies want.
RHOZO
(in Dothraki)
You are no Khal.
Jon steadies Lord Mazin so he can walk. Athcho walks away without a word.
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – CAMP – DAY
Athcho walks back to his rations, ready to eat his meal.
Rhozo storms to him.
RHOZO
(in Dothraki)
I see your true allegiance has been revealed, brother.
ATHCHO
(in Dothraki)
I have sworn my allegiance to the K
RHOZO
(in Dothraki)
You chose one of the foreigners over your own people. You are a disgrace.
ATHCHO
(in Dothraki)
The man was right. Winning this war is more important than your hunger.
RHOZO
(in Dothraki)
You are one of them. A foreigner.
Athcho eats a bite of bread, unaffected by Rhozo’s anger.
RHOZO (CONT’D)
(in English)
Your brother, Mosko, would be ashamed of you.
Rhozo leaves. Athcho slams his fist on the table.
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – CAMP – WATERSIDE – DAY
Jon takes Mazin away from the crowd. They sit by the water.
LORD MAZIN
You’re losing control, Jon Snow. Or is it Jon Targaryen now?
JON SNOW
You’re out of line, Lord Mazin.
LORD MAZIN
Am I? Someone’s got to tell you the truth. And it isn’t going to be your lap dog Davos. You’re losing control of your men. But I suppose half of them aren’t even yours.
JON SNOW
Out of consideration for your injuries, Lord Mazin, I will not demand satisfaction for your words. But I will not tolerate your insubordination.
LORD MAZIN
Got to be in charge to claim insubordination. From where I’m standing, that woman has such a tight grip on your reins you might as well be her pony.
Lord Mazin laughs, but it turns into a sickening cough as blood catches in his throat.
JON SNOW
Do you think you are the leader we’ve been missing? You think you could lead armies from the corners of the earth? Go on, show me your great talents in defeating the dead. Tell me how you would save the world.
Lord Mazin has no answer. Jon turns away and leaves.
LORD MAZIN
You lost the war the day you bent the knee to Daenerys Targaryen.
Jon storms away. He’s had enough.
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – HILL – DAY
Daenerys stands at the bottom of the hill. DROGON’S cries can be heard in the distance. He is in pain. Daenerys starts to make the trek up the hill, desperate to get to her child.
She grows more winded with each step and loses speed, but she will not quit.
Jorah stands at the bottom of the hill, concerned for his queen.
JORAH MORMONT
Your Grace. You can barely walk.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I’m fine, Ser Jorah.
JORAH MORMONT
You must excuse me for saying this, My Queen. But you do not look fine.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I am the only one who can tend to his wounds. He needs me.
JORAH MORMONT
Your people need you too. They need you in good health.
Daenerys continues to struggle to walk.
JORAH MORMONT (CONT’D)
My Queen, I need you in good health.
Daenerys looks into his pleading eyes, but the spell is broken when Drogon cries once more. She pushes on. The top of the hill seems farther away than ever.
She stumbles over a rock but catches her footing. She stumbles again. This time she does not recover. As she falls to the ground, Jorah catches her.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – ROYAL TENT – DAY
Jon and Davos stand by a long table.
DAVOS SEAWORTH
I’ve spoken with some traders down by the docks. They have agreed to lend us supplies. It’s not enough, but it is a start.
JON SNOW
We have bigger problems than supplies. I’m losing them. I’m losing my people.
DAVOS SEAWORTH
We lost a great deal at Winterfell, there’s no denying it. But we live to fight another day.
JON SNOW
We can only fight another day if we stay united. And right now the Dothraki are making sure that doesn’t happen.
DAVOS SEAWORTH
Perhaps Queen Daenerys will be of assistance?
JON SNOW
They may be valuable in a fight, but they’ll never truly take orders. They’re not reliable. Even Daenerys can acknowledge that.
Jorah enters the tent carrying an unconscious Daenerys in his arms. Jon immediately goes to her.
JON SNOW (CONT’D)
What happened?
JORAH MORMONT
She’s been growing weak all day. I caught her before she could hurt herself, but I fear something worse may be wrong.
JON SNOW
Call Maester Theomore. Now.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
No. There is no need.
Daenerys is awake and looking at Jon. Jon takes her from Jorah’s arms.
JON SNOW
Are you sure?
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I’m fine. Please.
JON SNOW
Leave us.
Davos nods and leaves the tent. Jorah hesitates but exits after him.
Jon takes Daenerys to the crackling fire. He sits behind her, wrapping his arms around her. Daenerys leans into him.
JON SNOW (CONT’D)
Are you going to tell me what is going on?
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I pushed myself too far is all.
JON SNOW
Then you should rest.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I’d like to stay here if that’s all right.
Jon relaxes and holds her again.
JON SNOW
I can’t do this without you.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
It seems I can’t do this without you, either.
Daenerys faces him. She smiles. Jon smiles back, confused.
JON SNOW
(happily)
What?
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
You’re going to be a father, Jon.
Jon stares in speechless wonder at the woman. Daenerys gives him a tender kiss. As she kisses him she takes his hands and places them on her stomach. When the kiss ends, Jon looks down.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
It’s a boy.
JON SNOW
How do you know?
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I just know.
Jon kisses her again with more passion. He picks her up and carries her to their bed. He unwraps the ties of her dress. He pulls it off to reveal her bare stomach. He leans down and kisses it.
Daenerys pulls him back up and kisses him. He gently drapes her over the bed so she is under him and their mouths meet once more.
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – ROYAL TENT – DAY
Jorah stands outside of Jon and Daenerys’s tent. He heard everything. He stands guard, masking his heartbreak with a stoic gaze.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – MEDICAL TENT – NIGHT
Arya lies in her bed alone. She stares, wide awake. SANDOR CLEGANE enters.
ARYA STARK
What are you doing here, Hound?
SANDOR CLEGANE
Getting away from those Dothraki cunts. Bunch of horse-fuckers waiting for a fight.
It’s a flimsy excuse but she doesn’t say anything. The Hound sits and stares at the crackling fire.
ARYA STARK
We’re even now.
SANDOR CLEGANE
What’s that, girl?
ARYA STARK
You almost died. I almost died. But we’re both still here.
SANDOR CLEGANE
Both a little charred.
(a beat)
It’ll never be the same, you know.
The Hound is looking back at the flames now.
SANDOR CLEGANE (CONT’D)
It follows you everywhere. It’s a part of life, but you’ll always fear it.
ARYA STARK
I’m not afraid.
SANDOR CLEGANE
Oh, you aren’t? Have you looked at yourself yet? Your new face? Heard you’ve got a bunch of faces hidden in your satchel. Could always try one of those on.
(off her non-response)
Yeah that’s what I thought. Don’t go telling me lies when we both know you don’t have the fucking balls to back them up.
ARYA STARK
Get out.
SANDOR CLEGANE
It’s time to man up, girl. How’s anyone else supposed to look at you if you can’t even stomach it?
ARYA STARK
Look me in the eyes and tell me when you look at yourself in the mirror you can stomach it.
SANDOR CLEGANE
I don’t have time for fucking mirrors.
He leaves, and despite her anger, Arya can’t stand how quiet the tent is now that he’s gone.
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – WOLF’S DEN – NIGHT
On the outskirts of White Harbor, Sansa pushes BRANDON STARK in his wheelchair. She struggles to trek through the snow.
They approach an abandoned castle. Its walls have crumbled from years of harsh weather. Snow blows into the open rooms.
Unbeknownst to the Stark siblings, Rhozo watches them from a distance.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – WOLF’S DEN – NIGHT
Sansa and Bran enter the Wolf’s Den. An enormous weirwood tree stands inside the center of the castle. Sansa pushes Bran’s wheelchair in front of the tree. She is out of breath.
BRANDON STARK
You can leave now.
Sansa is taken aback by her brother’s rudeness. Bran seems to sense this.
BRANDON STARK (CONT’D)
Arya needs you.
SANSA STARK
And you don’t. Do you?
BRANDON STARK
No.
SANSA STARK
Fine. I will tell Brienne to fetch you.
She turns to leave, then stops.
SANSA STARK (CONT’D)
You may think you’ve become the Three-eyed Raven, but I know there’s still a part of you in there. The boy who never listened to mother and who could never learn to shoot a bow and arrow. I’ll wait for him. I’ll wait for Brandon Stark to come back home.
Sansa leaves him. Bran looks at the thick roots of the weirwood. He places his hand on one and his eyes turn white.
EXT. WESTEROS – KINGSROAD – NIGHT – VISION
The Kingsroad is covered in fresh snow. More flakes settle on Bran as he circles to find nothing but white.
The sound of ICICLES breaking alerts Bran. First one, then another shape appears through the falling snow until he sees…
…the entire ARMY OF THE DEAD. It walks toward him. Two wight giants march past.
Bran turns to find the NIGHT KING mere feet from him. Bran stumbles backward and falls to the ground.
The Night King reaches for Bran.
Bran makes an instantaneous decision and grabs the Night King’s arm.
Images flood into Bran’s EYE.
–- An ISLAND with dozens, maybe hundreds of weirwood trees. Their leaves stretch into a dazzling red canopy. Then…
–- A bitter WINTER takes over the forest. WHISPERS sound from the trees. The CHILDREN OF THE FOREST appear from behind the weirwoods. Small in stature, their skin green and leaf-like, they at first seem like foliage. One of the CHILDREN reaches out a hand.
SUDDENLY, the images end.
On the Kingsroad, Bran lies in the snow.
The Night King stands over Bran, the sword Dawn raised. Bran closes his eyes as the Night King’s sword falls over his head.
END VISION.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – WOLF’S DEN – RESUME
Gasping for breath, Bran’s eyes roll from white. He snaps out of his warg to find himself back in his wheelchair.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – MEDICAL TENT – NIGHT
Sansa enters the tent to find Jon and Daenerys waiting. Arya is sitting up, despite her pain.
JON SNOW
Where is Bran?
SANSA STARK
The Godswood. Brienne will bring him when he’s through. What was so important?
JON SNOW
I need your help.
(a long beat)
You know our armies are hurting. We’ve lost good men to the Army of the Dead, and more banners are leaving our cause every day. Our strategy wasn’t enough. We need a new one. We need to make a decision.
ARYA STARK
A decision about what?
JON SNOW
Whether we choose to stay in this fight.
SANSA STARK
You would give up?
JON SNOW
No. This is my fight, and this is where I stand. But it does not have to be your fight.
SANSA STARK
You can’t honestly think we’d leave you.
JON SNOW
I can’t in good conscience put you in more danger unless you understand the risks.
Arya gestures to her own bandages.
ARYA STARK
Do you think we’re unfamiliar with danger?
JON SNOW
Perhaps an unborn babe.
Daenerys and Jon share a soft look.
Sansa and Arya notice. Sansa is shocked. Arya’s mouth twitches with a smile.
SANSA STARK
You are to be a father?
JON SNOW
Aye.
ARYA STARK
Well the unborn babe may stay in White Harbor, but I’m going where you do.
JON SNOW
I want to go to King’s Landing. The Night King will be there before long. If we sail soon, we might make it there first. We could secure the city and take the Red Keep.
SANSA STARK
No.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
No?
SANSA STARK
I’ll follow you to the city if that’s what you choose. But I’ll not set foot in the Red Keep, and I pray you won’t either. It’s a gilded crypt, and Cersei would like nothing more than to claim you as a decoration for her wall.
ARYA STARK
Perhaps it’s time for someone to return the favor.
SANSA STARK
You have dragon burns!
ARYA STARK
Not on my sword hand.
BRANDON STARK (O.C.)
I can’t go to King’s Landing.
Bran wheels himself inside.
JON SNOW
Do you wish to remain in White Harbor?
BRANDON STARK
No. There is somewhere else I must be. An island.
JON SNOW
What kind of island?
BRANDON STARK
The Isle of Faces. It’s thick with weirwood trees.
BRANDON STARK (CONT’D)
The Night King never meant for me to see the island. It’s where I will be the strongest.
SANSA STARK
Then I will go with you.
BRANDON STARK
That is not necessary.
SANSA STARK
I’m your elder sister. Three-eyed Raven or no, it is my duty to look after you.
Bran hesitates, then nods. Arya casts a glance at the Valyrian steel dagger mixed in with her possessions.
ARYA STARK
I will go with Jon.
JON SNOW
Can you fight? Truly?
Arya struggles to get out of her bed. She places her feet on the ground and pushes herself up with her good arm. Sansa goes to help her, but Arya holds out a hand to stop her. She stands up straight and stares at Jon, her chin raised proudly.
ARYA STARK
A girl can fight.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I will travel with you to King’s Landing.
SANSA STARK
But the baby…
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
You’ll need my dragons.
JON SNOW
Aye, I need your dragons. But I need you more. You must be careful.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Our child will rule the Seven Kingdoms from the Iron Throne. He will know that his father and mother fought side by side to protect his people. That is the birthright I would give him.
JON SNOW
He could have no greater mother.
Jon nods.
They share a smile.
JON SNOW (CONT’D)
It is decided then. Arya, Daenerys, and I will go to King’s Landing. Sansa and Bran will travel to the Isle of Faces. You will need a sworn shield though. I don’t want you unprotected.
SANSA STARK
And who will protect you?
JON SNOW
My family.
The meeting is plainly over, but no one moves. There’s a moment of solemn silence as everyone thinks of the journey ahead — the pack is diverging.
END OF ACT ONE