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

INT. WINTERFELL \u2013 HALL \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Jon and Daenerys emerge from the war room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I must speak with Sansa and Lady
Brienne.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon turns to walk down the hallway, opposite Daenerys.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

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

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

What’s the matter?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Why do you assume something is the
matter?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

The look on your face. Believe me,
I know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You know too much, Jon Snow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You’d be surprised.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

It’s Viserion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Walk with me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The two walk down the dimly lit halls of Winterfell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I cannot imagine your pain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I wish everyone would stop telling
me how sorry they are for me. Apologies will not bring him back. What’s done is done.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Then what troubles you?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Do you dream?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

What of?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

When I was younger I had nightmares of the crypts beneath Winterfell. Now, I dream of much more terrible things.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

That sounds unbearable.
     (beat)
I’ve been having rather odd dreams of late.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

What of?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Viserion. But they are not dreams of the past or of a fantasy world in which he still lives. They are of now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Go on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I believe I witnessed an attack on
Last Hearth during a dream at sea. Through Viserion’s eyes I saw men burned alive. I saw Ned Umber as he escaped the Army of the Dead. The dream stayed with me. Soon after we arrived at Winterfell \u2013- here came the boy from my dream. A boy I had never before met, standing right in front of me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Bran talks of flying with ravens.
     (a beat, remembering)
When I was younger, I could swear I dreamt I was running with my wolf.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Then you believe me?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Aye, I believe you. Few things
surprise me anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I have a connection to my dragons. It cannot be explained with words,
but it is there. I can feel it. I believe that connection still exists between me and Viserion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Your dragon is a slave to the Night
King. He can’t be saved.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I cannot accept that. A piece of
\nhim still remains. How else would I dream through his eyes?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I don’t know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Neither do I. What I do know is
\nthat I cannot strike him down without giving him a chance. I need you to promise me that you will not destroy him without my leave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

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

I cannot promise you that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Shall I command you?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

If your dragon burns my men alive,
\ndo you expect me to sit idly by and let it happen?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

No. But if Viserion can be turned,
\nit would change the course of the war.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Aye, but at what cost? You cannot
\nput yourself in harm\u2019s way for the sake of a chance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I do not expect you to understand.
\nI cannot be the Mother of Dragons if I do not try to save my own child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys leaves Jon alone in the hallway.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. WINTERFELL \u2013 CRYPTS \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Arya and Sansa stand by Ned Stark\u2019s tomb. The torchlight gives the grey stone tombs a warm sheen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Mother\u2019s body should be here. And
Robb\u2019s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

There\u2019s no way of knowing where the
\nriver took them. At least no one can hurt them now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arya looks up at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

     (curious)
Are you frightened?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I\u2019ve lived with fear so long I
\ndon\u2019t think I could recognize it anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

We\u2019ve faced worse than this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Worse than an Army of the Dead?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I\u2019m not afraid of the dead. It was
\nthe living who tore apart our family.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

And dragons? What of those?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

The worst thing a dragon can do is
\nkill you. They\u2019re kinder beasts than men.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

They can also turn Winterfell into
\nash and rubble.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Don\u2019t you remember father\u2019s
\nstories? Winterfell has stood since the time of the first men.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Of course I remember. I also remember when Theon burnt it to the
ground.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

And now it stands. And if it falls,
it will stand again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

And if there\u2019s no one left to
\nrebuild?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You came of age in a lion\u2019s den and
\nescaped uneaten. I traveled with criminals and assassins and turned my own blade against them. There are graves filled with dead men who underestimated the Starks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

There are tombs filled with Starks
\nas well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

And plenty of Starks yet living. We
\nwill win this battle because we have to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

The last time I fought for
\nWinterfell, it was I who was in the fields and Ramsay who waited within these walls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

And now he\u2019s a pile of dog shit in
\na kennel. I\u2019d say you had the better hand in that battle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You are a far greater warrior than
\nI will ever be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

And you are a far better lady.
\nPerhaps you could embroider me a favor when I go off to war.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sansa smiles at her sister, who has her father\u2019s looks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Unnoticed, a shadow moves through the crypts. It\u2019s VARYS. He creeps like the spider he is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 COURTYARD \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Grey Worm walks toward the armory. He sees Missandei, who stands alone with her eyes closed, murmuring a prayer. Grey Worm puts his hand on her shoulder, delicately enough to not startle her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GREY WORM<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Sorry, I didn\u2019t mean to intrude.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

MISSANDEI<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s fine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GREY WORM<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

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

MISSANDEI<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I am not sure exactly. I have never
\nreally prayed to any gods. But I was asking whoever is there, if anyone is there, to keep everyone I care about safe. To protect\u2026 you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Missandei\u2019s eyes well with tears. Grey Worm puts his hand on her cheek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GREY WORM<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

No. Don\u2019t cry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

MISSANDEI<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I can\u2019t help it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Grey Worm pulls her to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Are you going to be well? Tell me
you will.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GREY WORM<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I do not know. In battle, it is
\nalways the same. You never know which fight will be your last.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

MISSANDEI<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Just please try not to die.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GREY WORM<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

You should get to the First Keep.
\nThe Army of the Dead is close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

MISSANDEI<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

     (hugging Grey Worm)
I don\u2019t want you to go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Grey Worm kisses her passionately. When their kiss comes to an end, Grey Worm takes Missandei\u2019s hand and places it on his heart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GREY WORM<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

We will always be together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The elected leader of the Unsullied wishes he could stay here with the woman he loves forever, but he forces himself to leave for the armory. Missandei watches Grey Worm walk away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 FIRST KEEP \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Brienne of Tarth, Sansa Stark, Samwell Tarly, and GILLY stand around the battle planning table. Samwell studies the map of Winterfell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gilly holds BABY SAM and bounces him in her arms. Sansa watches baby Sam, enjoying the distraction of an innocent child in the midst of the anxiety of the coming battle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Baby Sam is so sweet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY
<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

He\u2019s a good boy. He\u2019ll be a brave
\nman like his father one day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Samwell blushes at the compliment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY (CONT\u001d\u2019D)<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Sam killed a White Walker. Did you
know that?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Did you really?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

It was nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

He was protecting me and baby Sam.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Maybe we should have you on the
battlefield then, Sam.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Trust me, you don\u2019t want that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Baby Sam might have been offered to
the Night King if Sam hadn\u2019t rescued us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

What do you mean \u2018offered?\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

My father, well my husband, Craster,
would sacrifice all his newborn sons to the Night King.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

What does he do with them?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Nothing good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

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

GILLY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Do you think we can win this battle
\nagainst the walkers?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I think we will. If I was able to
\nkill a White Walker, Jon and the rest should have no trouble.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I hope you\u2019re right, Sam.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gilly switches her attention to the topographical map of Winterfell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Look baby Sam. The battle doesn\u2019t
\nseem so scary when it\u2019s all just a bunch of rocks. Does it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Baby Sam reaches for one of the rocks on the map. Gilly hands one to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You want this? There you go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Don\u2019t give him that! He could
choke.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Right, sorry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gilly takes the rock away from Baby Sam and he starts to cry. Gilly bounces him up and down and soothes him to silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

So, where are we running to if the
\nWhite Walkers start killing more of us than we kill of them?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

White Harbor. We\u2019ll be safe there.
     (to Brienne)
I wish you had escorted the people of Wintertown there personally.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

They are in excellent hands with
\nPodrick, my lady. I am needed here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Is White Harbor nice?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Nice enough. It\u2019s a small town.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

GILLY<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Maybe Sam and I can raise Baby Sam
\nthere. What do you think?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gilly looks down at Baby Sam, as though waiting for his answer. Sansa can\u2019t help but smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. NORTH OF WINTERFELL \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The WHITE WALKERS, stoic and terrifying with pale white skin and bright blue eyes, ride on their WHITE WALKER HORSES. They lead the ARMY OF THE DEAD in a slow and synchronized march. There seems to be an infinite amount of dead soldiers marching side by side.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The dead wield various weapons \u2013- spears, swords, and axes. THREE WIGHT GIANTS tower over the rest of the wights, their colossal size the only weapon they need.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All humanity has been drained from the dead. There is no fear in their eyes, nor any compassion. They are killing machines on a mission. Their master\u2019s mission.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King flies above them on VISERION, his dragon now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 GODSWOOD \u2013 DAY \u2013 VISION<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bran sits alone with his eyes open. He faces the heart tree with its bright red leaves and a face that seems to know all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The leaves RUSTLE. Bran turns to see if anything is there, but finds nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When Bran turns back, the Night King is standing at a weirwood tree.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In an instant, the Night King is on Bran. Bran gazes into his adversary\u2019s bottomless pupils and sees\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2026WINTERFELL and the SUN over it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Helpless, Bran looks to the weirwood tree. The tree opens its EYES, and its\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2026BLACK MOUTH.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Father, help me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Swarms of ravens SHRIEK as they shoot out of the mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King whirls toward the tree and the ravens. The flock engulfs the Night King.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

END VISION.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 GODSWOOD \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bran\u2019s eyes roll from white to brown. As he gathers himself, Bran looks to Jon, who sits nearby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

The sun is setting on Winterfell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

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

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

Or maybe the sun is setting on the
Starks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You need to get to safety.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

We all do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Determined, Jon strides out of the Godswood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 WEST WALL \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys and Tyrion stand side by side on the snow-covered battlements of Winterfell. They look out on the endless fields of snow and forest that make up the great expanse of the North.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Whatever preparations we have made,
\nI do not believe anything can prepare us for what\u2019s to come.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I have faced the Night King and his
army once. I can do it again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

The last time you faced the Night
\nKing you lost a dragon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Yes, I did.
     (beat)
Tell me Lord Tyrion, how did you free my dragons from their chains beneath Meereen? Why did they not eat you alive?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I’ve been told by many a fine woman
\nthat I don’t taste very good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Answer the question.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

When I entered the dungeons beneath
the Great Pyramid, I thought those steps would be my last. Varys believed me mad, and Grey Worm thought me a fool. To this day I do not refute their claims. I cannot explain it, but your dragons knew I was there to help them. Dragons are more intelligent than any of us will ever know. But you already know that, don’t you?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Yes, I do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Then why do you ask me? I am no
\nFather of Dragons. If I were, perhaps I could take the Seven Kingdoms for myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You would make a bad king.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

A very bad king, Your Grace, but
\nwould we have fun. Wine and ale all day long, a woman for every man, a man for every woman, and more gold than the smallfolk would know what to do with. But you’re right, I’m much better at supporting great rulers than becoming one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You still think me a great ruler?
\nDespite my failings?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I’ve probably made more mistakes in
\nmy life than any man living. But traveling across the world to find you was not one of them. You have not failed me yet, and I hope I have not failed you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You have not failed me.
     (beat)
Yet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

When I fail, I fail quite
\nspectacularly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Sounds intriguing. I look forward
\nto it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

     (hint of sarcasm)
As do I.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon approaches them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

     (to Jon)
No sign of the Night King or his horrifying horde yet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

The Unsullied and Dothraki are in
\nposition.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon looks to the horizon. A great grey cloud gathers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Snow. He\u2019s coming.
     (To Daenerys)
Do you truly think you can reach Viserion?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Yes. I\u2019m his mother. I walked
\nthrough fire for him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You can reach<\/em> Viserion, Your Grace?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

It can work.
     (to Tyrion)
I understand if you want to step back, in case I fail.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

If you believe you can reach your
\nchild, I believe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

It\u2019s risky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

If Queen Daenerys could win
\nViserion\u2019s favor, we would take away the Night King\u2019s greatest weapon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

It could change the course of the
Great War.
     (beat)
Are you sure you want to do this, Your Grace?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys smiles. Suddenly, DROGON lights on the battlements. His wings beat as he lands, creating a blast of wind so forceful Jon and Tyrion take a step back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

I will free my child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As Daenerys climbs atop Drogon\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Be safe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But Jon\u2019s words are swallowed by Drogon\u2019s greeting growl. The dragon senses his mother\u2019s mission.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon and Tyrion watch as Daenerys takes flight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

INT. GREAT KEEP \u2013 TOP FLOOR \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Sansa and Arya look down at their home, which will soon be a battleground yet again. Nothing but white snow and the Targaryen army is visible outside the walls of Winterfell. Then, gradually, specks of slow-moving bodies come into view. WIGHTS.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sansa and Arya exchange a glance.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Viserion, the undead dragon, flies over the Army of the Dead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King sits as still as ice atop the beautiful monster now under his control.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

     (cooly, calculated)
The Night King. I suppose it\u2019s time to pay our respects.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sansa hugs Arya. Then, as they\u2019ve always done, the Starks separate to fight their own battles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 NORTHEAST WALL \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Jon Snow, Tyrion Lannister, and Jorah Mormont stand behind North Men, who ready themselves behind a row of flaming arrows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon follows Tyrion\u2019s gaze to Viserion flying above them. Jon meets the Night King\u2019s frigid glare.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jon turns his attention to the hillside, where the Army of the Dead advances.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. SKY \u2013 DAY<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys rides Drogon toward Viserion. The Night King flies Viserion toward Daenerys. As they near, each pulls back to hover. The Night King sizes up Daenerys. Daenerys focuses on Viserion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The brother dragons \u2013- Drogon and Viserion \u2013- don\u2019t seem to recognize each other as they remain at a standstill in the sky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Drogon gives a GROWL-like greeting, but Viserion doesn\u2019t respond. Viersion\u2019s azure blue eyes seem unfeeling, until…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

You were in my dreams, Viserion. It\u2019s me. I know you know me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Viserion\u2019s blue eye watches his mother. He seems to be absorbing her words. Daenerys and Viserion hold eye contact.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King looks from Viserion to the Dragon Queen and back to Viserion. A hint of concern fills the Night King\u2019s ice-cold face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. OUTSIDE WINTERFELL\u2019S WALLS \u2013 SAME<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The UNSULLIED march in formation. They move methodically, wielding their dragonglass spears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Grey Worm waits, ready for battle.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The DOTHRAKI sit on their horses, their arakhs in hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 COURTYARD \u2013 SAME<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The North Men and the Wildlings wield an array of weapons.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

TORMUND stands ready to massacre the wights. He lifts his gaze to see Drogon and Viserion in the sky. He cannot believe his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 NORTHEAST WALL \u2013 SAME<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Jon, Tyrion, and Jorah watch as Daenerys risks her life to reconnect with her lost child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. SKY \u2013 SAME<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys reaches to stroke Viserion\u2019s massive head. Viserion welcomes his mother\u2019s touch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King grows impatient as Daenerys and Viserion bond. He places his hand on Viserion\u2019s back. He closes his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Viserion bucks and ROARS.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Stop hurting him!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Night King looks at Daenerys. He has control over Viserion now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

Zaldrzes buzdari iksos daor.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Viserion flaps his wings violently and opens his mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys knows what is coming, but still she is stunned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Viserion blasts blue fire at Daenerys. She and Drogon bank at the last second. The fire catches Drogon\u2019s wing and Daenerys\u2019 arm. The Mother of Dragons and Drogon spiral toward the ground. Daenerys tries to take control of Drogon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s no use. Daenerys and Drogon plummet as Drogon SCREECHES in agony.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 NORTHEAST WALL \u2013 SAME<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Jon, Tyrion, and Jorah rush to the battlements as they watch their queen and Drogon corkscrew toward the ground.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Drogon fights to stay in the air, but his crippled wing won\u2019t allow it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. SKY \u2013 SAME<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Daenerys clutches Drogon, bracing herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 NORTHEAST WALL \u2013 SAME<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Jon\u2019s eyes fill with horror as he watches the love of his life freefall toward the snow-covered earth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

\n
\n

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

\n

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

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