{"id":561,"date":"2018-09-17T10:49:01","date_gmt":"2018-09-17T14:49:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/?page_id=561"},"modified":"2019-04-07T10:12:07","modified_gmt":"2019-04-07T14:12:07","slug":"script-806-act-3","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/script-806\/script-806-act-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Script 806 Act Three"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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ACT TWO<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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

ACT THREE<\/strong><\/span><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

INT. RED KEEP – THRONE ROOM – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Beric, Varys, and Melisandre surround Daenerys\u2019 body. Beric is bowed over his queen, silently praying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

We serve the same god. Help me send her to the Lord of Light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

MELISANDRE
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Without sacrifice, words are simply smoke in the wind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Surely you don\u2019t mean that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

MELISANDRE
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

There are other ways to serve the dead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Varys clasps his hands and steps backward. He is not a religious man. He will give them space.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. ISLE OF FACES – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The Night King struggles to break free of Bran\u2019s warg. He strains, unable to move his body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon stares at the hilt in his hand. He fumbles for a backup.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran struggles to keep control over the Night King\u2019s mind. He pulls him to…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Not the ruins they left behind, but a Winterfell from years ago surrounded by misty green hills.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Present day Bran climbs the Broken Tower, moving just as nimbly as the day he was pushed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Summer, just a puppy, paces at the foot of the tower, barking frantically.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King pursues Bran, climbing impossibly fast. He reaches for Bran\u2019s ankle with his icy blue hand. He grasps Bran\u2019s leg, stalling him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. ISLE OF FACES – WEIRWOOD GROVE – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bran is caught in the warg. Veins straining in his neck with his internal struggle, mouth open in a soundless scream.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Everyone gathers around Bran. Jon joins to them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Brienne, you need to take everyone to safety.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Like hell she will. I didn\u2019t come all this way to run like a Southern coward now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Did you see? Valyrian steel won\u2019t kill him. We are out of options.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I agree. We need to get as far away from here as possible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Good. You need to go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Wait. You\u2019re not coming?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I have to finish it. If I can\u2019t end him, I can slow him down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I won\u2019t leave you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

There is another way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Everyone looks at the Child. But Bran speaks, still trapped in the warg.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Night King.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Yes, that\u2019s what we\u2019re trying to figure out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Listen to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Jon, Night King. Steel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Bran, what are you saying?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

He cannot speak fully. He cannot break the warg and keep control of the Night King.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SANDOR CLEGANE
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Seven fucking hells. I\u2019ll distract that frozen cunt of a king.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Hound draws his sword. Brienne holds hers aloft as well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRIENNE OF TARTH <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019ll join you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SANDOR CLEGANE
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I don\u2019t need help. Not for this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRIENNE OF TARTH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

My duty is to defend the Starks. Together we stand a chance. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Together, they run out at the Night King.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran comes out of the warg. Blood drips from his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Jon must become a Night King. Only then will he have the power to defeat this one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I won\u2019t let that happen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

It\u2019s not up to you, Sansa. Bran, what are you saying?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

When the Wall falls, all the fires will go out. We need fire and ice to win this war.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

This fight is between the living and the dead. I can\u2019t just step over to the other side.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You\u2019ve been prepared to give your life for quite a while now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Not like this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You are Targaryen and Stark. Your blood sings the balance needed for this to work. You\u2019re the only one who can.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The ringing of steel and a roar of pain echo from across the ridge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. ISLE OF FACES – CLEARING – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Brienne and the Hound duel with the Night King. Their swords ring heavy as they rain powerful blows against him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King SWINGS his sword, landing a blow on Brienne\u2019s breastplate. It shatters.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Hound roars and attacks the Night King with unparalleled hot fury. His blows are so quick and powerful the Night King can only defend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Hound might win this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Hound forces the Night King to kneel under his attack.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suddenly the Night King\u2019s hands fly up, catching the Hound\u2019s sword in his frozen grip. The Hound struggles, pressing down with all his strength. His scarred face twitches with effort.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King rises, pushes back against the blade. Its hilt catches the Hound under his jaw. The man stumbles back, dazed long enough for the Night King to slit his throat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dark blood spatters against the snow as Brienne roars.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRIENNE OF TARTH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Sandor!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King heads for the weirwood grove.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. ISLE OF FACES – WEIRWOOD GROVE – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The group hears Brienne let loose a wail that can only mean death.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

It needs to happen at the oldest heart tree, where the first pact was made. Goodbye, brother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King crests the ridge. Bran slips back into the warg, which…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

…stops the Night King in his tracks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Bran kicks the Night King, who loses his grip. The Night King tumbles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran climbs higher, higher, to the window \u2013\u2013 that window where Bran met his fate so many years ago.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran climbs onto the ledge and looks in.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

NED STARK stands there, his hands clasped behind his back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EDDARD STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The man who passes the sentence must swing the sword. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran steps into the broken tower.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. ISLE OF FACES – WEIRWOOD GROVE – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Jon turns to the largest weirwood, its massive trunk rising into the night sky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You can\u2019t be considering this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

We can\u2019t make Lightbringer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Wouldn\u2019t we need magic?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bran has it. As do we.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

If I do this, would I still be…me?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

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

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

So I live undying, watching my family grow old and die and their children grow old and die.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

No. You must go North.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Can you reverse it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

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

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

You seem fond of that word. Surely, you can explain more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

     (speaking only to Jon)
If you do this, there changing back. If you survive, you will be exiled to the deep North, never to return.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

What if this doesn\u2019t work?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The Long Night comes. Man may cease.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

There has to be another way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

It is our best chance at fixing this problem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

A problem of your creation. You made this Night King. You should be making the sacrifices.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

We would if we could, but it must be man. And for your sacrifice, we offer this: to fade away. No more will we meddle in the affairs of man.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

And how do I know you\u2019ll keep your end?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

A pact made in front of a heart tree cannot be broken.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon looks at his sisters, at the Children. At the Night King, glaring down from the ridge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon offers his arm. Ash takes it. A pact is made.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. BROKEN TOWER – DAY – VISION<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bran and Ned smile at each other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EDDARD STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bran. You\u2019ve come a long way from that boy who couldn\u2019t hit a target.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I still can\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EDDARD STARK <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

No. You can do much more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A SOUND from the window behind Bran. He turns to look, sees the Night King grasp the ledge and pull himself into the window.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran turns back to Ned. Ned holds his great sword ICE, offering the grip to Bran.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Slowly, Bran unsheathes the great blade. He turns to face the Night King as Ned steps back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. RED KEEP – THRONE ROOM – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Beric holds his hands over Daenerys\u2019 heart and wounds. He prays quickly to the Lord of Light to save her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Much more methodical, practical, Melisandre washes her Queen\u2019s body as best she can. Carefully wiping away the grime of war.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She pulls Beric\u2019s knife from his belt and slices off a lock of Daenerys\u2019 short hair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She takes it, chanting lowly in High Valyrian, and lets the hair fall into the flames of Varys\u2019 torch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. BROKEN TOWER – DAY – VISION<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bran swings the mighty sword, bringing it crashing down against the Night King\u2019s blade.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran pushes down, pressing the Night King back against the window ledge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King slips out from the attack, using Bran\u2019s momentum against him. He grabs Bran by the throat, holding the boy out over the open air.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. ISLE OF FACES – WEIRWOOD GROVE – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Blood flows out of Bran\u2019s eyes. The frost creeps further up his leg.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Across the ridge, the Night King glares at them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pushes a foot, taking a step. Then another. His fingers tighten on Dawn\u2019s hilt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran\u2019s warg is breaking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon sees the Night King moving.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

We haven\u2019t any dragonglass. Is there another way?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Valyrian steel would work just as well. Dragonglass is forged into the metal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRANDON STARK <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The Catspaw dagger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arya looks at the dagger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

     (to Bran)
Is this why you gave it to me? You knew Jon would need the dagger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran remains in his warg.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You can\u2019t be serious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Ash, are you able to do this?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I am. Arya, give me the dagger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I won\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Arya\u2013- [you can\u2019t stop this]<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

If you\u2019re going to do this, it should be one of us. A Stark. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arya looks at her siblings. Sansa nods.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ARYA STARK (CONT\u2019D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

It should be me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I can\u2019t ask you to do that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You\u2019re not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Can she do it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ASH
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

We\u2019ll have some magic to work, but she can push the blade, yes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Do you really want a stranger to end your life? <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon nods his assent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. RED KEEP – THRONE ROOM – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Melisandre lays hands with Beric. She continues chanting in High Valyrian as he does in the Common Tongue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the shadows, Varys cannot look away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. ISLE OF FACES – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The moment of truth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As Jon is bound to the heart tree, Sansa hugs him. She can\u2019t let him do this without him knowing how much she loves him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She\u2019s letting him go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arya holds the Catspaw, not ready to do what she must. Ash murmurs ancient words of magic. Jon nods to Arya.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arya looks between its sharp tip and her brother\u2019s bare chest. She places the pointy end on the center of his chest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

The North will remember.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arya looks into his dark brown eyes, so like her own. Years of memories pour between them in an instant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arya gives one push, shoving the blade into Jon Snow in a single motion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Another push of her wrist, and the hilt breaks off. The steel is buried in Jon\u2019s chest, with no way out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon GRUNTS in pain, struggles against the bonds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His head falls forward, limp against his chest. Arya looks at Ash. This wasn\u2019t supposed to happen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ARYA STARK (CONT\u2019D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

What did you do? What have I done? <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Jon. Jon! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon Snow is dead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. RED KEEP – THRONE ROOM – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Beric and Melisandre pray over Daenerys\u2019 body. Varys steps forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

VARYS <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Perhaps it\u2019s time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suddenly, Beric and Melisandre both jolt upright as though stricken by lightning. They collapse, their faces frozen in awe and ecstasy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Varys approaches, apprehensive. He examines the bodies, never touching them. The bodies\u2019 dead eyes stare.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Varys steps back, looking at three corpses where there was only one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then, a CLAP of celestial thunder as Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen, first of her name, the Unburnt, Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains, Mother of Dragons, the woman forged in ice and fire \u2013-<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The AZOR AHAI<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gasps for air and bolts upright.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looks around. Takes in the death and ruin. She gasps in horror at the bodies lying next to her. Pushes herself away from them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys sees Varys. Upon meeting her gaze, the Spider drops to his knees.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He cannot meet her gaze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

What has happened here?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

VARYS
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

A miracle, Your Grace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Drogon?
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She touches her wound, remembering.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

VARYS
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I am sorry for your loss.
     (beat)
What of your other child?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys places a hand over her womb and closes her eyes. Her eyes snap open.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

He lives.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys has fire in her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. ISLE OF FACES – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Jon\u2019s head droops. Dark blood marks his wound. Sansa weeps over her dead brother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arya is a hollow shell. She prepares a torch to burn her brother\u2019s body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suddenly, Jon\u2019s head snaps up. He gasps for air. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

His dark eyes turn azure blue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His body FREEZES, leaching it of color. His tissue desiccates, forming deep grooves in his flesh. His form becomes leaner, somehow more efficient. It becomes something else entirely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon Snow is a Night King.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The bonds securing him to the tree freeze and shatter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looks at his hand, undead and translucent. He looks around at his family, expression unreadable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sansa is horrified. Arya searches for a hint of her brother in that cold face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Jon?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Arya, don\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Brienne\u2019s hand closes on her sword hilt, ready to draw.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon bends down and picks up Longclaw\u2019s hilt. He runs his hand from the hilt to the length of a sword. He forges a blade of glacier ice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

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

Jon hefts the sword in the moonlight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

BRIENNE OF TARTH <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Everyone, stay behind me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Brienne draws her blade.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon looks at the group and readies his sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. BROKEN TOWER – DAY – VISION<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The Night King holds Bran out the window. Thunder claps in the background. Clouds gather, unnaturally fast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran looks past the Night King, to his father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EDDARD STARK
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You think my life is such a precious thing to me? <\/p>\n\n\n\n

(MORE)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EDDARD STARK (CONT’D) <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

What of my family? Now that is worth trading one\u2019s honor. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ned nods gravely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bran disappears, just as LIGHTNING STRIKES the broken tower with a blinding flash.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. ISLE OF FACES – WEIRWOOD GROVE – NIGHT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Exhausted, Bran releases the Night King from the warg. The Night King immediately charges at the group, moving inhumanly fast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon charges.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon\u2019s sword clashes with the Night King\u2019s. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ice meets Dawn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

END OF ACT THREE<\/u><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

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ACT FOUR<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

ACT TWO ACT FOUR ACT THREE INT. RED KEEP – THRONE ROOM – NIGHT Beric, Varys, and Melisandre surround Daenerys\u2019 body. Beric is bowed over his queen, silently praying. BERIC DONDARRION We serve the same god. Help me send her to the Lord of Light. MELISANDRE Without sacrifice, words are simply smoke in the wind. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":555,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"template-script.php","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-561","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/561","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=561"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/561\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/555"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=561"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}