{"id":432,"date":"2018-09-13T16:40:20","date_gmt":"2018-09-13T20:40:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/?page_id=432"},"modified":"2019-04-07T02:39:06","modified_gmt":"2019-04-07T06:39:06","slug":"script-802-act-1","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/scripts-802\/script-802-act-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Script 802 Act One"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

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EPISODE 801<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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\ufeffACT TWO<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

GAME OF THRONES<\/strong>\ufeff<\/h1>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAll Men Must Know Fear\u201d
Written by Ruth Johnson and Emily Raymond
Based on A Song of Ice and Fire<\/em> by George R. R. Martin<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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

INT. KING\u2019S LANDING – QUEEN\u2019S CHAMBERS – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Queen CERSEI LANNISTER sleeps fitfully. The Lannister crest hangs above her bed, a lion surrounded by red.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cersei wakes up with a start, clutching her belly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Seven hells.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then red spreads through her small clothes. She feels blood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER (CONT\u2019D)<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Qyburn!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cersei daring the tears to spill from her eyes. Qyburn enters with a bag. He bows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

QYBURN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Your Grace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Something\u2019s wrong…with the baby!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

QYBURN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Let me look, Your Grace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qyburn moves her hands from her belly and takes out a type of stethoscope. He listens to Cersei\u2019s womb. And listens. And listens.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

QYBURN (CONT\u2019D)<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Your Grace, I\u2019m afraid\u2013\u2013 (you have miscarried.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

No, no.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

QYBURN <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Your child is gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cersei refuses to cry. She grabs a pitcher from her bedside table and throws it. It hits the wall, shattering.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

QYBURN (CONT\u2019D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

(calmly)
Commander Greyjoy has returned. And he has brought the Golden Company.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cersei regains her composure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Tell him I will greet him soon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cersei rises from her bed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

QYBURN<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Your Grace\u2013\u2013 (You should rest.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Your services are not required, Qyburn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

QYBURN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You need to be careful after a miscarriage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

This is not the first time this has happened to me. I will be fine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

QYBURN
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Your Grace\u2013\u2013 (I recommend you rest.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Leave. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qyburn bows and leaves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cersei puts on a grim, determined smile. This is but a setback.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. HARRAG\u2019S SHIP – CAPTAIN\u2019S QUARTERS – SAILING \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The quarters of a Greyjoy navy captain are decorated with the sigil of the kraken. HARRAG sits behind his desk, looking at a map.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THEON GREYJOY paces.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRAG
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Stop boy, you\u2019re making me dizzy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THEON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Then stop watching.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRAG <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

We need a plan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THEON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

What do you suggest?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRAG
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Caution. Get Euron back to the Iron Islands and fight him on the open sea. We will prevail in our environment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THEON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Euron has five hundred ships and twenty thousand men. We have…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRAG
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Fifty. But they\u2019re Ironborn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THEON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

So are Euron\u2019s men.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRAG
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Then what do you suggest?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THEON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Track his ship. Find Euron, probably in King\u2019s Landing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRAG <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

And then what?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THEON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Find Yara and rescue her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRAG <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

What about Euron?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THEON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Fuck Euron. Yara is our mission. Every day, every night \u2013\u2013 she stays with that kingslayer and kinslayer \u2013\u2013 that\u2019s a day and night of torture. Are you with me or am I am on my own?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HAGGAG
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019m with you, but don\u2019t expect me not to kill Euron if I see him. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Theon nods.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

THEON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

We may not have numbers or strength. But we have stealth and maybe surprise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Harrag exits to the deck. Theon walks up to Harrag\u2019s map and places his hand over King\u2019s Landing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

DAENERYS TARGARYEN sits on a large rock. RHAEGAL and DROGON rest nearby. JON SNOW approaches.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Daenerys?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

What is it, Lord Snow? Or is it Lord Targaryen?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I am same man I have always been.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I was the rightful heir to the Iron Throne, to the Targaryen legacy. Now I am usurped by my lover.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Nothing has changed. I still support your rule. You were born to it. You were raised to it. I was raised a bastard. Not worth much.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dany turns to face him, with a softness in her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You are worth more than you think. You have a family who loves you. Your mother, Lyanna, died to give birth to you. Your father, Rhaegar, started a war to bring you into this world. Ned Stark protected you at great risk to himself and his family.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Your people love you. You\u2019re the Mother of Dragons, breaker of chains. I\u2019m just a Snow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You\u2019re much more than a Snow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys climbs off the rock and strides toward Drogon. The dragon lifts his head watching her. Jon follows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Robert Baratheon started a war that ended most of my family because of your mother\u2019s secrecy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

It wasn\u2019t just my <\/em>mother who wanted to keep it a secret.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Perhaps if my brother and your mother had been more open with everyone, all of this could have been avoided.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Winter still would have come. The Night King would still be on the move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Yes, but maybe there would be no petty squabbles over Westeros and we could focus on the actual enemy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

But you would never sit on the Iron Throne.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Will I now<\/em>, Aegon Targaryen?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dany mounts Drogon, taking off, flying over Jon in a spiral. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rhaegal follows Dany and Drogon. Jon watches Dany soar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. KING\u2019S LANDING – WESTEROS MAP – DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Looking pale, Cersei stands in the center of the Westeros map. Her expression belies no pain, but her eyes do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY stands across from her, watching her every move. HARRY STRICKLAND, a nervous-looking, if noble, man, stands next to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Thank you, Lord Greyjoy, for bringing the Golden Company to me. Harry Strickland, I thank you for your service to the crown. You will be reimbursed for your faithfulness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Yes, of course, he will. But what do you intend to do with the Golden Company?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Win the war. The Great War. We will secure Westeros once and for all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

We\u2019re going to fight against this Night King? That\u2019s Snow\u2019s fantasy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

No, not secure Westeros against the Night King. Secure Westeros against the Stark bastard and the little Targaryen bitch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She smiles, but it is strained.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER (CONT\u2019D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

     (to Harry)
Please leave me and Lord Greyjoy to confer privately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Harry bows, looks to Euron and nods before exiting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cersei slumps a little as Strickland leaves. Euron circles her like a hawk, looking suspicious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Something\u2019s wrong.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

How observant of you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You seem weak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I am strong.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

No, you\u2019re not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Euron places a hand on her belly. She stiffens.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY (CONT\u2019D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Ah, that\u2019s it, is it? The brother-lover baby\u2019s gone, eh?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Take your hand off of me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You know, I could give you a child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

What I want is the Seven Kingdoms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I could fuck you. And marry you. And we could rule the Seven Kingdoms together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

When I get the Seven Kingdoms, you will get what you want, but not before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Marrying, then fucking \u2013\u2013 it\u2019s a different way to go. For a queen, you certainly follow a lot of rules.
     (a beat)
One fuck with me and you\u2019ll forget about that brother-lover of yours. Where is he, by the way?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CERSEI LANNISTER<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Get out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His amusement turned stony, Euron exits toward the throne room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cersei looks down at the map of Westeros. She looks toward Casterly Rock, then toward Winterfell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. KING\u2019S LANDING – THRONE ROOM – DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Awe-struck, Harry Strickland stands in front of the Iron Throne. Euron enters.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRY STRICKLAND <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

<\/strong>Lord Greyjoy!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Strickland.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRY STRICKLAND <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

So that\u2019s Queen Cersei.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Yes.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRY STRICKLAND <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

And this is the Iron Throne.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/em>EURON GREYJOY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Yes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Strickland nudges Euron with his elbow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRY STRICKLAND <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bit of an eyesore, isn\u2019t it?
     (off Euron\u2019s look)
Put you on dry land, and you lose your sense of humor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Do you want something?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRY STRICKLAND
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

We will get paid, won\u2019t we? The queen, begging your pardon, doesn\u2019t look…well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You will be paid in full once your assignments are completed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRY STRICKLAND <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Of course, of course.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Euron rests his foot on the steps leading to the Iron Throne.
Strickland notices.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRY STRICKLAND (CONT\u2019D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You want it, don\u2019t you?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Everyone wants it. That\u2019s the point of it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRY STRICKLAND
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Are we allied to you, or to the queen?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EURON GREYJOY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Just follow orders. And stay out of my way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Strickland gives a bow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HARRY STRICKLAND <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Of course, Lord Greyjoy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Strickland nods and exits. Euron smiles at the Iron Throne, wickedness in his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

END OF ACT ONE<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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