{"id":888,"date":"2018-11-04T20:07:31","date_gmt":"2018-11-05T01:07:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/?page_id=888"},"modified":"2019-04-07T08:28:10","modified_gmt":"2019-04-07T12:28:10","slug":"scripts-804-scripts-804-cold-open","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/scripts-804-scripts-804-cold-open\/","title":{"rendered":"Script 804 Cold Open"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div style=\"height:60px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/12\/GoTVFS.episode801_annotated_CQ.pdf\">Click for annotated script for phones &amp; tablets \u2013 <\/a><\/strong><br><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/Game-of-Thrones-VFS-804-script-annotated_CQ.pdf\">open with free Adobe Acrobat Reader\ufeff<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h1 class=\"wp-block-heading\" style=\"text-align:center\"><strong>GAME OF THRONES<\/strong><\/h1>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"text-align:center\">\u201cThe Pack Survives\u201d<br>Written by Kasey Collins<br>Based on&nbsp;<em>A Song of Ice and Fire&nbsp;<\/em>by George R. R. Martin<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:60px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"u\"><strong>COLD OPEN<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 GATES \u2013 DAY \u2013 FLASHBACK<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>The sun rises over Winterfell. The Stark banner hangs proudly on the towering stone walls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A young CATELYN STARK, barely 18 years of age, stands at the outer gates. Waiting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The silence is broken by a faint but strong march. The sound grows louder until a silhouette breaks the horizon. Catelyn catches her breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The figure makes it over the hill to reveal a young EDDARD STARK riding his horse. The SOLDIERS of Winterfell follow close behind holding Stark BANNERS high. Catelyn smiles. Her husband is home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Catelyn walks out to meet Ned as he dismounts from his horse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">CATELYN STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">Welcome home, my love.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>They meet in a comforting embrace, new lovers reunited once more. He kisses the top of her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">EDDARD STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">It is good to be back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">CATELYN STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">Gods, you must be tired from such a&nbsp;long journey. Come inside, we\u2019ll get you something to eat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ned doesn\u2019t move. They remain in their embrace. Catelyn runs her fingers through his hair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">CATELYN STARK (CONT\u2019D)<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">Your hair is longer than the last&nbsp;time I saw you. I suppose that is not the only thing changed since the war.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">EDDARD STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">It certainly isn\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">CATELYN STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">He\u2019s beautiful, Ned. He truly is.&nbsp;Bright eyes just like his father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She heads for the gate, but Ned does not follow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">EDDARD STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">Catelyn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">CATELYN STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">What is it? Don\u2019t you want to meet&nbsp;your son?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">EDDARD STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">There is nothing I want more in&nbsp;this world. And I am hoping you feel the same.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This confuses Catelyn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ned signals to a KNIGHT. The knight brings a bundle in his arms. He hands it to Ned and steps back. Ned looks down at the BABY.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">CATELYN STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">I don\u2019t understand. Ned, whose&nbsp;child is that?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">EDDARD STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">This is my son. I swore to his&nbsp;<br>mother I would take care of him. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(beat)<br>His name is Jon Sn\u2013-[ow].<br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>WHACK! Catelyn slaps Ned. There is nothing left to say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She walks through the gate alone. Ned watches his wife leave him. A soft sound grabs his attention. BABY JON smiles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>INT. WINTERFELL \u2013 CRYPTS \u2013 DAY \u2013 FLASHBACK<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>Torchlight cascades off the crypt walls in waves. LYANNA STARK\u2019S BODY is carried on a stone slab by four men. Lyanna is covered in cloth from head to toe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The men set the slab down. A long SWORD is delicately put between Lyanna\u2019s hands. The men lift the body once more and place her in an open tomb. Ned watches.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>One of the men starts to seal the tomb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">EDDARD STARK<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">Wait.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The man stops.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">EDDARD STARK (CONT\u2019D)<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">I wish to say goodbye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>One by one the men leave until it is just Ned and the body. Finally alone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ned unsheathes another SWORD. The sword of Dawn. Blood remains caked on the blade. He removes the sword that rests in Lyanna\u2019s hands and replaces it with DAWN. Ned rests his hand on his sister\u2019s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">EDDARD STARK (CONT\u2019D)<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">I will keep my promise, dear sister. My dear Lyanna. You have my word. Aegon will be loved.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ned releases his hold on Lyanna\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>INT. WINTERFELL &#8211; GREAT CHAMBER &#8211; NIGHT \u2013 FLASHBACK<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>Catelyn lies in bed, her face red from crying. Ned\u2019s side of the bed is noticeably empty. A noise startles Catelyn. Nobody comes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Catelyn lies back down until another sound disturbs her. A baby\u2019s cry. Catelyn hesitates before getting out of bed, her face simmering with anger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>INT. WINTERFELL &#8211; NURSERY &#8211; NIGHT \u2013 FLASHBACK<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>Catelyn enters. Two cribs stand side by side. A devastating reminder. The baby continues to cry. Catelyn goes to a crib. She looks down at BABY ROBB.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Robb smiles up at his mother. Catelyn combs through his auburn hair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Another cry from Jon interrupts this moment. Catelyn turns to the other crib.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Catelyn stares at the wailing baby with his jet black locks as he continues to scream into the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Baby Jon\u2019s face is red in anguish. He needs a mother\u2019s touch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>EXT. WHITE HARBOR &#8211; HILL &#8211; DAY \u2013 PRESENT<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>JON SNOW sits astride his horse. His anguish echoes his past. The survivors of the Battle of Winterfell slowly trek toward their refuge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>White Harbor stands in all its glory. Its harbor is full of ships creaking in the wind. The outer sea wall defends the city with its many looming towers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The KNIGHTS OF THE VALE lead the refugee procession on their horses. Those on foot stagger from exhaustion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A WILDLING collapses in the snow. LORD MAZIN leans down. He grabs the wildling and tries to hoist him up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>RHOZO, a Dothraki soldier, rides up. He reins in his horse to avoid the fallen wildling and Mazin. The horse\u2019s hooves narrowly miss Mazin\u2019s head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">LORD MAZIN<br><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">Watch where you\u2019re going, you fucking swine! Nearly took my head off!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The Dothraki responds unkindly in his native tongue as he guides his horse around them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Jon watches as the procession continues. DAVOS SEAWORTH guides his horse beside Jon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"verse wp-block-heading\">JON SNOW<br><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">We need to set up camp. It\u2019ll be nightfall soon. Winter does not look kindly on the wounded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\" style=\"text-align:center\">DAVOS SEAWORTH<br><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"verse\">I\u2019ll see to it right away, Your Grace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Jon flinches at the title. Davos retreats to carry out his orders. Jon looks back to watch his people. He breathes in the cold air and exhales slowly, trying to catch his breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"text-align:right\">CUT TO MAIN TITLES.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 style=\"text-align:center\" class=\"u wp-block-heading\"><strong><u>END OF COLD OPEN<\/u><\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns has-2-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<p><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/scripts-803-script-803-act-1\/\">EPISODE&nbsp;803<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<p style=\"text-align:right\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.virtualfinalseason.com\/GoT\/script-804\/script-804-act-1\">\ufeffACT ONE<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Click for annotated script for phones &amp; tablets \u2013 open with free Adobe Acrobat Reader\ufeff GAME OF THRONES \u201cThe Pack Survives\u201dWritten by Kasey CollinsBased on&nbsp;A Song of Ice and Fire&nbsp;by George R. R. Martin COLD OPEN EXT. WINTERFELL \u2013 GATES \u2013 DAY \u2013 FLASHBACK The sun rises over Winterfell. 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