Original subtitles

I'll kill them!

I'll kill them all!

Traitors and villains!

- They dare strike at me!

- Iam the king!

- Iam the king!

Traitors and villains!

Fire from the sky.

This is war! I declare war!

I declare war!

The gates have been shut.

The search progresses.

The villain will be found.

We mustn't be shaken by this.

This act.

- The child.

His pain is ended.

But what they've done to my girl.

Yes.

And they will pay for this.

Who will pay?

Whosever hand did this

And what if the hand that's done it

The gods punish us. They punish me.

For what sin?

Daughter, listen to me.

We will mourn as we must,

And where were the members of this council

Were you also threatened, Your Grace?

I could have been!

My son is my legacy!

My son is heir to the Iron Throne!

And where were you,

I was abed, Your Grace,

Abed.

Abed!

Instead of safeguarding

This is not the time for blind

We'll Know who did this soon enough.

Who did this? Who-- What?

Is there any question who did this?

Who would do this save

the smug cunt of Dragonstone?

There she sits across the bay,

She's fucking laughing at me!

You wished her life to be spared.

If I may, Your Grace. My Lords.

The guard has detained someone.

The man we apprehended is known to us.

He's a gold cloak.

Noted for his brutal nature.

We caught him,

with the child's head in a sack.

I'll kill him myself.

We'd do well to get what information

I trust in the mastery of your trade,

Oh, always studying, always protocol.

We know our enemy!

A king may have more

We would do well to ascertain

or if there is a serpent

I suppose you're right, Ironrod.

Could be anyone.

It could be any one of you in this room.

Lord Jasper is correct.

In one sense,

and if we in the Keep are still in peril.

In another sense, of course,

it doesn't matter.

You mean to blame Rhaenyra.

Tell the realm she has done this.

I'll have the realm told nothing.

Within our own beds.

You're already seen as weak, Aegon.

You fucking...

A hasty coronation,

The people see an omen.

They whisper in the streets.

They say, perhaps Rhaenyra

And so, you would name her: monster.

I would do more than that.

A funeral progress.

Let them look upon the works

Father.

- My king--

I will not have my little son's body

dragged through the street

Not dragged! Honored!

Escorted to the dragon pit

Your Grace.

No.

Let no one say I do not grieve.

Jaehaerys was my grandson.

I will not have him die in vain.

Those who declared for Rhaenyra,

will they still support her

Or will they rather not renounce her?

Jaehaerys will do more for us now

You will have your war, Your Grace.

But if you wait a short time,

Mother.

The Hand sets on a difficult path,

but it might be the right one.

Let the Silent Sisters ready the prince

And riding behind him,

and with her, the Queen Dowager.

No, I do not wish to be a spectacle.

The realm must see

a sorrow best expressed

I think you'll all agree the king himself

There's to be a funeral for Jaehaerys.

We've been asked to ride on a wagon

I don't want to.

Neither do I.

But when a thing like this happens,

a blow to the king is a blow to the realm.

When the people share our grief,

I don't want them closer.

I don't know them.

Sometimes, we have to pretend.

Why?

We are representatives of the throne.

Helaena, what you saw

This is for my boy.

I was hired by Daemon Targaryen.

He paid us.

- Who is "us"?

Employed by the household.

Behold the works of Rhaenyra Targaryen!

Pretender to the throne!

Kingslayer!

Deepest sympathies, my Queen.

Gods be with you, my Queen.

We support you, Queen Helaena.

Defiler of the innocent!

Behold the works of Rhaenyra, the cruel!

Are you gonna hurt me?

No.

But I cannot vouch for His Grace.

Behold the works of Rhaenyra Targaryen!

Our Queen!

Pretender to the throne!

Kingslayer!

Queen Helaena!

What's happening there?

What's going on? Move it, then!

- Queen Helaena!

Queen Helaena!

Helaena.

Heave! Heave!

A curse, a curse on Rhaenyra,

It is yet unclear how the Keep itself

The boy's head was severed from his body.

Thousands witnessed the procession.

And they are accusing me

It appears so.

There have been messages

throughout the realm.

We must send our own messages,

I will do so at once

but I'm not sure they will be received

And we must double our guard,

There will be swift

I have seen to it, Your Grace.

Let me fly out on Vermax.

Rhaenys is needed in the Gullet

- from King's Landing.

It must be said that the damage

at a time when we most need loyalty

But it's a lie.

Having lost my own son,

that I would inflict such a thing

An innocent.

The death of Prince Lucerys

A mother so aggrieved might, naturally,

Are you suggesting, Ser Alfred,

that my grief drove me

I merely thought, perhaps,

Mind yourself.

Did you send assassins to murder children

I sent the queen's vengeance for her son.

What did you tell this "vengeance"?

What did you say to him, Daemon,

that a boy lies dead

Mysaria provided me with names

I was clear in my instructions:

- I cannot be responsible for a mistake.

If Aemond was not to be found,

They did not concern, in any way,

- that of a little child.

to spill Hightower blood,

- No.

Weakened my claim to the throne,

my ability to raise an army,

I said no.

I don't believe you.

And so we come to it, at long last.

Cannot trust you, Daemon.

I've never trusted you, wholly,

But now I have seen

And when I was a child,

But I am older now.

- I have served you faithfully.

Or have you used me as a tool

with which to grasp

When Ser Erryk brought you the crown,

did I myself not place it upon your brow?

Yes, but before that,

while I labored alone in my bedchamber.

And afterward,

- the terms our foes put before us--

To give up my brother's throne

- of Otto Hightower!

mine!

I think you used my words as an excuse

to indulge the darkness you keep sheathed

You think me some kind of monster--

I don't know what to think of you.

I don't know what you are,

Am I not on my way, even now,

to Harrenhal to raise an army

Do you accept me as your queen and ruler?

Or do you cling, even now,

- What I think I lost?

You gave it away

because you thought ever and only

and not of my father in his grief

- who needed you.

who knew I was the stronger son,

and he was afraid to be seen in my shadow.

Is that what you understand

You know him better than I do,

Do you believe he made you heir

Because of your virtue?

- How dare you.

to put me in my place

Because he knew your legacy, unlike mine,

He was not afraid of you, Daemon!

He could not trust you

He was a fool who sought greatness

but shrank from spilling blood

And I see you will suffer the same fate.

You struck down a child.

It was a mistake.

You're pathetic.

Father?

You wish to see me, Your Grace?

When morning comes, take Moondancer

I must know which course

I will be vigilant.

I depend on you, Baela.

Stay high and keep your distance.

We can afford no further mistakes.

My father?

He must follow his own path.

If you please, m'lord.

Have you told anyone?

What do you take me for?

One who seeks absolution.

There is none for what I've done.

What is this?

It's a reminder of yesterday, I think.

The procession was muddy.

- I'll replace it hence.

The night was long, Ser Criston,

- and I had not eaten--

I do not.

The white cloak is a symbol

Kingsguard are a Sacred trust.

Will you so easily sully

I have erred, my lord.

I'll remedy the error.

Where were you when Jaehaerys

With King Aegon.

And you were not in the private quarters

His Grace wished to entertain

But if you had thought to go upstairs--

Where were you, Lord Commander?

And why has Helaena the queen

Surely once she ascended, she--

Your brother is a thief

You well know how it pains me.

How are we to know that

- his sentiments?

We were one soul in two bodies, yes.

If I'd shared his sentiments,

First, your brother betrays us.

And then the young prince

is murdered on your watch.

You are mad, Ser.

- Mad! You cannot think that I did this!

You have brought disgrace

and now you must restore it.

How am I to do that?

You will go to Dragonstone

The way she sought to do with Aemond.

We will pay the princess back

- Alone?

It's not a matter of courage.

The castle is defended

- How would I enter?

at the pleasure of the so-called queen.

They will mistake you for him

We are sworn to serve forthrightly,

Put down the pretender

- If they see the two of us--

- You would send me to my death.

And glory.

Now, will you go?

Or must I question

As you command, my lord.

You missed supper.

I wasn't hungry.

I don't think anyone was, really.

Too many empty seats.

Do you know where he went?

Harrenhal, I would think.

Sometimes I think I hate him.

It's hard, with fathers.

What do you remember of my uncle?

He taught us to catch fish

and sing sailors’ shanties.

He had a weakness for cake.

And Ser Harwin Strong?

He was gentle, and fierce.

They called him "Breakbones."

He loved us, I think.

Of course, he did.

I miss Luke.

Daemon sent them to kill me.

I was out.

You were with me.

In truth, I am proud

that he considers me such a foe.

And that he seeks to murder me in my bed.

He's afraid of me.

As well he should be.

The boy is grown into a man.

No. Not here.

I do regret that business with Luke.

I lost my temper that day.

I am sorry for it.

I am glad to hear it.

They used to tease me, you know?

Because I was different.

I would remind you only that when princes

it is often others who suffer.

The smallfolk. Like me.

How is she?

Much the same.

The markets have been running low

Surely the city cannot yet be

I think not, but people are afraid.

Those with means are hoarding

I walked two hours today

and paid three times

The selfishness of people.

I cannot blame anyone for doing

I don't think you'd let children go hungry

Lucky we don't have

The king has promised us some relief.

Did he say when?

I'm afraid, Hugh.

I see all your great adventures

Well met, brother, after many months away.

I missed you.

Did you slay many pirates?

Oh, more than you, to be sure.

A jest.

One you may regret as you're supping

I regret it already.

I've broken my teeth on hard tack, Addam.

Say you have a pot of your goat stew

You're in luck.

In more ways than one.

I hear Lord Corlys himself commended you

- He did.

when his ship has been repaired?

I am one of a dozen shipwrights

to attend with all speed to your fleet.

He made no offer.

And I would rather he didn't,

Do not be foolish, Alyn.

To serve with the Sea Snake

Had I such a chance, I would leap at it.

That's because you haven't seen

There is a war brewing, Addam.

A real one.

Another opportunity

- Remind him of your worth.

But, brother, he owes you,

Does the stew have carrots in it?

I mistrust this silence.

Daemon flies when we most need

Devotion has never sat well with him.

Where he goes,

Well, he is the king consort.

But he is not the king.

Neither am I, but I manage.

I too have felt the crown pass over me.

And now Viserys is dead

You do not think

Not as such.

But neither can he allow her

Pity.

I have, on occasion,

Let us take him at his word.

If he can take Harrenhal,

In the meantime, I am here.

And Meleys.

We will not let the queen falter.

The lady Mysaria, Your Grace.

You're aware of yesterday's events

I am.

Tell me what part you played

I had nothing to do with it.

I know you are entwined with

that you aided them

I took profits from an inevitability.

I regret it now.

I'm sure you do.

Who are you?

A prisoner.

I gave Daemon two names.

And I did not wish to do that much.

He said it was the price of my freedom.

Does he say otherwise?

He is gone.

For how long?

A week, or forever. I do not know.

He does do that, doesn't he?

You remember me now.

He said he would marry you.

- He said you carried his child.

And now it seems he's done it again,

You trade in the secrets of the Red Keep.

Your web runs unseen

And now, when my enemy coils

I can do nothing now

It would not serve me to set you free.

At best, I lose an asset to my cause.

At worst, you betray me in some foul way.

I have no interest in betraying you,

So you Say.

I was brought to Westeros with nothing.

I toiled in service, I stole.

I sold my own body for coin or bread.

And I listened.

I collected confidences.

I made myself valuable to powerful men.

Bit by bit, I earned my living.

A house, a household, a home.

Then they set it all aflame.

- Who did?

The Hand did not like it

But I thank him for it.

For too long, I made it

But now, I see that was

Daemon. Otto Hightower.

Makes no difference.

They will never accept me.

I might as well have remained a whore.

How did you get that scar?

Oh no.

My son.

- Who are they?

In the king's employ.

What'd they do?

What have you done?

The ratcatchers!

Oh. I had them hanged.

The maggot who took my son

He could not say for certain

Idiot!

Beware how you speak

The king is my grandson

He's worse than a fool!

And one guilty one.

And hanged them from the walls

Plot against the king,

They are fathers and brothers and sons!

And their wives and children

and curse your name!

With your child's blood,

With your mother's tears,

against the deprivations to come.

And you've thrown it away.

After all I've done for you.

self-indulgent.

At least I did something.

I have not answered injury

Wailing and currying favor

I will not be thought weak.

Even now, news of Rhaenyra's

spreads through the realm.

The great houses falter.

I wish to spill blood, not ink!

We must act.

Ser Criston Cole has acted.

And what has Ser Criston Cole done?

He has sent Ser Arryk to slay Rhaenyra.

Alone?

He's pretending to be his own twin.

Gods help us all.

It's time the bitch queen paid a price.

And you acceded to this prank

without consulting me or the council?

Instead of judgment,

and diminish us in the eyes

Ill-considered, trifling!

Do you never think of your father? His...

forbearance, his...

judiciousness, his...

his dignity.

Fuck dignity!

I want revenge.

My father is dead.

He is.

And we are the poorer for it.

He was right about you.

He made me king.

Is that what you think?

Remove your badge, Ser Otto.

You were my father's Hand.

Not mine.

Take it off.

You wouldn't dare.

I have dared

and I find it stimulating.

Insolent pup.

You think yourself clever,

to guide?

Give it to Cole.

Your Grace?

In this hour, you have proven yourself

than a hundred old men.

My new Hand will be a steel fist.

You will regret this.

Give it to him.

You are dismissed.

I do not know if I trust you.

And I sense that there is danger

But I will keep the word of my house

You may go.

Your Grace.

There's a Velaryon ship in the harbor

I will see that you are given passage.

I'm not so unworldly

I am-- Thank you.

Ser Erryk, Mysaria will be leaving us.

Let her collect her things.

Then have someone take her down

Your Grace.

A moment.

Ser Erryk.

- I thought you were within.

The enemy is about, good ser.

Please try and lay down, Your Grace.

Thank you, Elinda.

Ser Erryk.

It's been a strange day.

I'm restless.

You must sleep tonight, Your Grace.

Let me ask the maester for a draught.

Perhaps that would be best.

Thank you, Elinda.

Ser Erryk?

Believe me, I had no choice.

I don't understand.

Brother!

Do not do this.

I beg you.

You were the one who betrayed us, Erryk.

Run, Elinda! Run and find Ser Lorent!

- Your Grace!

With me, Your Grace!

Which? Which is Erryk?

- We were born together.

But I still love you, brother.

Your Grace.

Erryk.

Forgive me.

No!

No!

It is ignorance and vanity.

You know as well as I do that Aegon

As does Ser Criston.

Ser Criston is not temperate

but his devotion cannot be questioned.

- If it does come to war--

He's young and unschooled.

He has not the long view.

None of them do.

They wish now not for the good

but for the petty satisfaction

Aegon is still malleable.

It is the death of the child

I can't stay here.

Exiled from the council.

Witness to the blundering of our plans.

The Hightowers still have strength

and you have a son there

Daeron may yet help us in weeks to come.

Go rather to Highgarden.

The Tyrells must be taken in hand.

While you're gone,

His blood will cool.

In time, you may yet return.

The young are peacocks,

But we will yet prevail

As long as you and I hold fast.

I have sinned.

I do not wish to hear of it.