{"id":371,"date":"2018-09-12T20:37:13","date_gmt":"2018-09-13T00:37:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/?page_id=371"},"modified":"2018-12-03T20:41:40","modified_gmt":"2018-12-04T01:41:40","slug":"scripts-801-act-three","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/annotated-scripts\/scripts-801-act-three\/","title":{"rendered":"Script 801 Act Two"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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ACT ONE<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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ACT THREE<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

ACT TWO<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. TARGARYEN CAMP \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Unsullied, Dothraki, and common folk alike are breaking camp to continue marching to Winterfell. Excitement grows with each moment. Some people are only a day away from hot baths. Others are only a day away from brothels. And a lucky few are only a day away from loved ones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys mounts her horse. Jon and Arya are already mounted on theirs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With a screech, the dragons take to the air, circling lazily. Arya watches them go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ARYA STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I thought all those stories Old Nan told were fantasy. The dragons. The White Walkers. The Children.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Aye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ARYA STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Can you picture her face if she could see this?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I imagine we\u2019d be in for a bit of  \u2018I told you so.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The dragons swoop close to the procession.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ARYA STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I wish father could see them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I wish he could see you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon reaches over and clasps her hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW (CONT\u2019D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Come on. Let\u2019s go home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They urge their horses forward, but Daenerys is motionless as she watches two dragons fly overhead where three should be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. CASTLE BLACK – LORD COMMANDER\u2019S STUDY – DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Beric sits at the Lord Commander\u2019s desk, surrounded by paper, ink, and quills. Tormund and Dolorous Edd crowd him, leaning over his shoulder to look at the paper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DOLOROUS EDD
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Don\u2019t forget to tell them our numbers. They\u2019ll come if they know how fucked we are.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TORMUND GIANTSBANE <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

How many men will we have if all the crows come to Castle Black?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DOLOROUS EDD<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Maybe two hundred and fifty, all told.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TORMUND GIANTSBANE <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Fucking Jon Snow. He said you had thousands on the Wall. We could have taken this place years ago.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BERIC DONDARRION <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Quit bellyaching, I\u2019m trying to write.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DOLOROUS EDD <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

What are you writing?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TORMUND GIANTSBANE
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Did you tell them about the dragon?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BERIC DONDARRION
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I think I managed to remember that part.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TORMUND GIANTSBANE <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

And the giants? The huge fucking giants?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BERIC DONDARRION
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Do you want to write it yourself?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TORMUND GIANTSBANE <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Do you think we had a fancy lad school north of the Wall? Just tell them about the fucking giants!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Beric dots the paper with a flourish and holds it up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BERIC DONDARRION
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Here. I told them about Eastwatch, and the dragon, and the bloody giants. I asked them to come to Castle Black so we can march south.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Edd takes the paper and studies it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TORMUND GIANTSBANE
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

What are you doing? You can\u2019t read it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DOLOROUS EDD <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Shut up. Give me a quill.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Edd scratches his \u201cX\u201d on the paper and hands it to Tormund.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DOLOROUS EDD (CONT\u2019D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Send this to Shadow Tower.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tormund shakes his head as he leaves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TORMUND GIANTSBANE <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

     (muttering)
Catching ravens for crows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DOLOROUS EDD <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

     (to Beric)
Next. Winterfell.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Beric sighs and reaches for another slip of paper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. KING\u2019S LANDING – FLEA BOTTOM – DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

THREE YOUNG CHILDREN play in the street, ragamuffins with bare feet and bedraggled hair. Two boys sword fight with wooden sticks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A LITTLE REDHEADED GIRL, maybe seven years old, climbs onto a crate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LITTLE GIRL
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I am Daenerys Targaryen, the Unburnt! Kneel to me or I\u2019ll eat you with my dragons!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Passersby laugh as they go about their business. In the shadows, a Queensguard overhears and draws his sword. He stalks toward the child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL – BROKEN TOWER – DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

A RAVEN perches on the top of the broken tower, chattering at other birds. Abruptly its eyes turn milky-white, and it takes flight. A glittering train of movement becomes visible in the distance, curving along the road.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. WINTERFELL – GREAT HALL – DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bran\u2019s eyes transition from milky-white to their brown as he comes out of his warg.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRAN STARK <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

They\u2019re here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sansa, who was eating her breakfast, stands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SANSA STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019ll tell the Northern lords.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sansa and Bran share a look before Sansa leaves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Sansa and Bran wait to receive the visitors. The Northern lords flank them, grim-faced and silent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ser Jorah, Ser Davos, and the Hound enter first. Sansa recognizes the Hound immediately, but her face betrays nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then Sansa spots Tyrion, and her face flickers with — something. Tyrion nods to her, then takes in the clenched jaws and tense shoulders of the receiving party.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TYRION
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

A warm Northern welcome.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon, Arya, and Daenerys ride through the gates. The Northern lords bow to Jon, but they refuse to do the same for Daenerys.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon dismounts and helps Dany off her horse. He guides her to Sansa, who curtsies to the Dragon Queen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SANSA STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Your Grace. Welcome to Winterfell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DAENERYS TARGARYEN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Thank you. I\u2019ve heard much about it on the journey from Dragonstone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon leaves Dany with Sansa and moves to Bran. He hugs his brother. When Jon pulls back, he studies the changes in the boy now a man grown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bran, the last time I saw you…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRAN STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You said, \u2018We could go walking beyond the Wall, if you\u2019re not afraid.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You heard me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRAN STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Not then, but I did go beyond the Wall. Now I see things.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Arya said you\u2019ve changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRAN STARK <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Yes. Winter is here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon pauses, taken aback. But Daenerys glides to his side, breaking the spell. Jon introduces her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

FROM HER HORSE, Arya smiles as she watches. Everyone she loves who is still alive is gathered here, right now, under her protective gaze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sansa intervenes with Bran and Daenerys.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SANSA STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I hope Winterfell will please you. If there is anything you require, you need only ask. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arya dismounts nearby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ARYA
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019d recommend the ale.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sansa shoots her a reprimanding look. Daenerys tries to hide her smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran grabs Jon\u2019s wrist as Jon moves toward the Northern lords.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRAN STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I need to speak with you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Of course. Later. I need to address the lords.
     (to Sansa and Daenerys)
Let\u2019s adjourn to the Great Hall. There is much to discuss.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sansa gives him warning look. Jon nods.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. WINTERFELL – GREAT HALL – DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The Great Hall is stuffed to the eaves with Northern lords. Missandei, Jorah, Varys, and Tyrion fill the space behind the great table. Bran and Arya watch from the side as Jon stands before the lords, flanked by Daenerys and Sansa.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon motions to servants. They heave blocks of dragonglass onto the tables for all to see.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Dragonglass. As promised. We\u2019ve already begun to fashion it into weapons.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LORD MAZIN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

And the Targaryen? Was she a nice little prize that came with it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TYRION LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You are addressing Daenerys Stormborn, Queen of the Andals and the First Men, the Unburnt, Breaker of Chains, and Mother of Dragons.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LORD MAZIN<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

She\u2019s just a Targaryen here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

She is my guest, and you will treat her with respect.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LYANNA MORMONT
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Respect is earned. House Stark has the respect and loyalty of Bear Island. But we don\u2019t recognize this Southern ruler as Queen of the Andals and the First Men.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DAENERYS TARGARYEN <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

That\u2019s fair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Everyone turns to look at Dany.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT\u2019D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

None of you know me. All of the North remembers the past misdeeds of my father. I am not my father.
     (a beat, to stare them in the eyes)
Your king came south to ask me for dragonglass. I gave it. He asked me to fight the Army of the Dead north of the Wall. I went. He asked me to come to Winterfell with my armies and dragons to defeat the Night King. I came. That\u2019s what the North should remember about Daenerys Stormborn. I am a friend to the North, not your enemy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LORD MAZIN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

A daughter of the Mad King is no friend of ours.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Children should not answer for the sins of their fathers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From the crowd, SAMWELL TARLY stands. Jon is surprised — and pleased — to see him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SAMWELL TARLY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019d like to speak. My name is Samwell Tarly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Varys and Tyrion look at each other. They recognize that name. This is not good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Yes, Sam. You have the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SAMWELL TARLY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I received a raven not long ago at the Citadel. It said that my father and brother had died.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TYRION LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

     (sotto)
Fuck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SAMWELL TARLY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

My father was no great loss. A bad man, he was. But my brother \u2013 he wasn\u2019t like that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LORD MAZIN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

We\u2019ve all lost loved ones, but why are you whinging about them?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SAMWELL TARLY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Because they were killed by Daenerys Targaryen.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All eyes turn to Daenerys, who is completely blindsided.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TYRION LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

     (sotto, to Daenerys)
The dragon fire. Father and son.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dany remembers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SAMWELL TARLY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

My father and brother refused to bend the knee, so Daenerys Targaryen had her dragons roast them alive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Murmurs run through the Great Hall. Stunned, Jon turns to Dany. Then he looks back to Sam.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Sam, my deepest sympathies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LORD MAZIN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

So is that the plan? Bend the knee or turn us to ash?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Of course not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DAENERYS TARGARYEN <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

     (to Sam)
My lord, I am sorry for your loss. Your brother and father fought against me. I assure you, I took no pleasure in their deaths.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LORD MAZIN <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

What a relief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TYRION LANNISTER
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Hear her out. You may find you like what she has to say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LORD MAZIN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

And why should I heed the advice of a kinslayer? Am I supposed to trust a man who shoots his own father while he\u2019s taking a shit?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Tyrion has my trust.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LYANNA MORMONT
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You trust the Lannisters. You trust the Targaryens. Why should we have confidence in a king who has been blinded by our enemies?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

JON SNOW
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I assure you, my eyes are clear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

DAENERYS TARGARYEN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

My desire is the same as yours. We will defeat the Night King and the Army of the Dead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LORD MAZIN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You don\u2019t know our desires. You are not of the North.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LYANNA MORMONT
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

House Mormont only has one leader
\u2013\u2013 the King in the North. Either your alliance ends, or House Mormont will be going back to Bear Island in the morning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

NORTHERN LORDS<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Aye!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Disheartened, Daenerys and Jon look at the steadfast Northern lords.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

END OF ACT TWO<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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ACT ONE<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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ACT THREE<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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