All language subtitles for House of the Dragon S02E07 - The Red Sowing.eng

You stand before the Queen

with a dragon of House Targaryen!

I had no design upon it!

What do you want?

To learn the ways of dragonriders.

And to serve my queen!

Your Grace!

You kneel quickly

for a man so suddenly elevated.

This dragon came to me, not I to him.

I have sweated blood in service

I may appear lowborn

but I Know much and more of service!

And if the gods call me to greater things,

who am I to refuse them?

Stand.

What is your parentage?

My mother was a shipwright.

My father is...

no one of consequence.

Your ancestors, any of House Targaryen?

We're not the sort

What is your name?

Addam, of Hull.

You have done something

I feared impossible,

Addam of Hull.

I am glad of it.

Do you think you can

I can try.

All my life,

I have endeavored to serve

And somehow none of it matters.

We are cast aside.

Or hated.

You'll have a scar

but it will be easily hidden.

Nothing is clean here.

I wish to go out, Ser Rickard.

Out?

To the Kingswood, I think.

Then I'll have the stewards prepare

- a retinue.

- Then your handmaidens--

Just you.

What are they for?

The Wall.

The prince regent is merciful.

Well, they started a riot.

Justice is served, I suppose.

I have received word of a matter

Rumor of a sighting of the dragon Seasmoke

with a rider.

A fine piece of intelligence

and now you seek favor by delivering it

Actually, I thought I might seek

Whispers being your province.

Kneel before the Prince Regent

Oh, but this is your whisper,

But if you consider it valuable,

and find favor with Aemond yourself.

You will forsake

Serve out your days at The Wall.

Who is this rider?

That is less clear

but it must surely be the Lady Rhaena.

She has wanted for a dragon all her life.

Indeed, but she tried already

The beast Seasmoke

Who else?

Yes, it is a shallow pool.

Where did you hear it?

My squire.

He heard it from a stablehand,

who heard it from his father, a fisherman,

You are, of course,

to the prince regent, but

perhaps this is one of those whispers

The queen is unharmed.

What of the rider? Do we know who he is?

He appears to be a shipwright

A commoner?

With respect to your workers, Lord Corlys,

the lowborn cannot go around

Has the thief been secured?

Her Grace has commanded

She wishes him to be instructed

and that I should teach him

We know nothing about this man,

What say you, Lord Hand?

We will await the queen's accounting

before passing judgment.

Where is the queen?

Her Grace sends word

So he serves you and not himself.

- That is lucky.

Or somehow ordained?

Seasmoke chose him.

He surely has Targaryen blood

The dragon must sense it.

We will find riders

You trust this man?

What choice do I have?

He has a dragon.

Without him, I have only Syrax

The question is where to look.

Targaryen blood was perhaps too thin

If I can find others with

Forgive me, Your Grace,

but you are better served looking under

I once worked in a pleasure house

where generations of Targaryen princelings

There are four score of their bastard

There are sure to be more.

Perhaps some here, on Dragonstone,

You speak of the lowborn.

They are as like to serve you

as highborn lords or ladies, perhaps more.

But in the highborn houses there is

an ancient fealty.

There is honor.

Your royal half-brothers,

whose blood is pure,

are they bound by honor?

A common shipwright vows to serve you

The order of things has changed,

Why not embrace it?

For 20 years,

insults at my sons behind my back.

Well then.

Let us raise an army of bastards.

- My lord.

How you have come up in the world.

I wish to ask for leave

as a shipwright in your service.

There are good men and strong

Your leave is granted.

Well done.

Lord Tully has answered

the Riverlords, my king.

My condolences on the passing

but the crown congratulates you on

and Lord Paramount in the Riverlands.

Truly glorious. Well done.

I did nothing.

Nevertheless, you are here,

You were quick enough

You were of no significance to me then.

Now...

I shall have my great host.

You have a decision to make.

I presume it is clear to you

You'll forgive me, Your Grace.

I am green in this sort of matter,

it does seem to me that you've made

countenancing barbarities

Whose side are you on?

The Riverlands are held together by oaths.

House Tully swore an oath to King Viserys.

We recognize the authority

and your own, as her king consort.

Good.

Then we shall go to face your vassals

That might be difficult, my king.

Well...

I was told they would come to heel

That may be the case,

though it is yet to be seen

as young as it is.

And there is another problem.

They all hate you.

I don't need their love.

I need their swords.

Your Grace, my lord.

The Riverlords await.

I fear we cannot delay them any longer.

Come along, Lord Oscar.

In the deepest darkness comes the dawn.

A new lord,

a new beginning.

Let us put all the old

Be welcome, my lords,

and you have my thanks

I know I'm not the man my grandsire was

but I hope to begin well,

Well said. One thing is clear--

the Rivermen honor the old ways

Here, then, is tradition.

Lord Oscar raised up in his place.

You have been summoned here

and as his bannermen, answer his call.

And what would that call be?

In his wisdom, he has pledged his house,

Lord Oscar, for generations we have been

Why should we now follow a boy,

when you will align with one who will

I did only what was necessary, my lord.

And I now deliver to you the traitor

No more traitor to his land than you,

I take to heart your words, Lord Piper,

And I have no love for Daemon Targaryen.

He has dishonored himself

comportment here.

Nevertheless,

my best course is to defer to the oath

to King Viserys when he named

I see no reason to cast aside loyalty

no matter how loathsome

King.

Mind your tongue, boy.

Will you have our army or not?

I am, in the end, a Riverman

even if certain people are unworthy of it.

Your Lord Oscar is bold.

But he is perhaps not wrong.

I may have been a touch enthusiastic

But don't allow my failings to

keep you from supporting an upright man.

Lord Oscar, we honor the old ways,

as Prince Daemon says

and the old ways call

- for justice to be done.

Justice has been done.

They who bent the knee

And now, we unite before our liege lord

and our king consort.

I accept you as my vassal,

but...

I am Lord Paramount of all River Houses.

And there is only one answer

you visited upon your neighbors.

I did only what His Grace the king

It is true that he made

but you did not have to pursue

You did it because you wanted to.

Our young lord speaks truly.

Seize him.

Don't fuckin’ do this.

Your Grace, command them.

- Command them.

to show contrition for his acts

and to prove himself

he must now rectify his grievous error.

Denounce your crimes

and dispense justice.

Oh, dear.

No, no, no!

I did as you asked, Your Grace,

What is this?

I never wanted it.

I was right not to.

All that pain it caused.

It crushes whoever wears it.

You always wanted it, Daemon.

Do you want it still?

Steady. Slowly.

I can't.

You can. You must try, Your Grace.

I can't, I can't!

I'm sorry, Your Grace.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

A moment!

A moment, please!

You really oughtn't to be

Allow me.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Forgive me, Your Grace.

- Be careful.

Your progress is impressive.

But I'm afraid you must work harder.

Your strength will return.

There are adjustments

that you will learn now that you are

as you are.

You should be more cautious.

I should, Lord Larys.

He needs rest. He should be abed.

I push him on your instruction.

I'll have the sentry

Let him try again in a few hours.

He is spent.

It will be long before he may rest again.

Alyn.

My lord.

I have tasks that need

The queen requires ships at her service

Charter fishing vessels.

but ensure their captains are dependable.

- Put trusted swords aboard.

Have them wait just outside the harbor.

And there will be a message to carry

The queen has found a new rider

I've heard tell of it.

The rider is your brother.

She now makes the call for others.

Our people are of Old Valyria,

I confess, I knew little of your

If it is

something in the blood.

My brother was ever restless,

I am of salt and sea.

I yearn for nothing else.

I will retire now, Ser Rickard.

When does Your Grace

I'm not yet certain I do.

Good night.

The lowborn claiming dragons,

Lady Mysaria?

You were enthusiastic enough

He was the Lord Commander

Heir to the Dun Fort. These people are--

Courageous.

Mongrels.

Jace.

Think what is at stake.

I know well what is at stake.

House Targaryen is the blood

If any may lay claim to it,

The rightful rulers of the Seven Kingdoms.

And what if one of your baseborn,

decides he wants to rule

Did the Conqueror's dream foretell that?

What else would you have me do?

Prosecute a war, which we will lose,

Or fly against Vhagar myself?

Or perhaps you will fly

Jace, with these riders,

I may take my rightful place

And when you die?

You are my heir.

Did you think I would have dark hair?

When you took Harwin Strong into your bed,

or did it not cross your mind?

- Jacaerys--

The proof is here for all to see.

Yet I may argue my legitimacy

And now you say you

I mislike all of this.

Then don't pursue it.

But I cannot gainsay that which the gods

Do whatever you must

From the queen.

You won't believe this.

Word is, Rhaenyra's recruiting

- Oh, fuck that.

They're looking for Targaryen bastards.

Boats leave tonight. Hour of the bat.

Seven hells, Ulf. This is it!

Yeah, a likely story.

- You've been taken in, lads.

The queen's own handmaid is here,

Well, that's a shame 'cause I'd have been

‘Cause my leg hasn't been the same since--

Are you touched?

The barkeep

And two of the girls from Mother's.

- A chance to stick it to Aemond.

- Dragon!

- What?

I can't be sure it's all true.

You can't mean that you've been drinkin’

at the expense of all these good people

- for a fiction? No, UIf.

All spark and no tinder?

- They won't be happy.

- Never live it down.

- Come on, Ulf, the time has come!

Can I see a little glimmer?

- Where is it?

Yes! Yes, there he is!

- Yes, yes!

Ulf the Dragonlord!

Ulf the Dragonlord! Ulf the Dragonlord!

I don't want you to go.

I have to, Kat.

We'll go to my brother in Tumbleton.

They'll have food. You'll find work.

I can't ignore this.

I never knew my father.

That much is true.

But I did know my mother.

I hid it from you.

And I'm sorry for that.

She worked

in a pleasure house.

She was granted more freedom than most

because of who she was.

And because rich men paid more

She used to tell me

I was no different to her brother's boys,

Viserys and Daemon.

But I was ashamed of her.

I tried to make my way with my own hands.

I could not protect you.

I could not keep our girl alive.

And now,

we would never want again.

If I claimed a dragon

they'd make you a lady.

I do not care to be a lady, Hugh.

And neither do I want to be a widow.

I have to do somethin’.

THIS IS AN ABOMINATION.

WHAT DO YOU SPEAK OF?

YOU SENT AN ANDAL BEFORE A DRAGON.

THE JUDGEMENT WAS DELIVERED.

NOW YOU WOULD SEND MORE?

SER STEFFON DARKLYN WAS THE BLOOD

IT WAS A BLASPHEMY.

HE WAS NO DRAGONLORD.

NEITHER ARE THESE.

AND YET THE GODS HAVE SET THEM BEFORE US.

YOU HAVE SET THEM BEFORE YOURSELF.

THE DRAGONS ARE SACRED;

THEY ARE THE LAST MAGIC OF OLD VALYRIA

THEY ARE NOT PLAYTHINGS

OUR ORDER WILL TAKE NO PART IN THIS.

I used to think I knew

I understand now that

ash in the wind.

Perhaps it is blood.

Or worth.

Or perhaps it's something else.

Each of you has left behind a life

A life to which you might never return.

If you survive, you will be transformed.

No man or woman can face a dragon

Some of you may welcome

even death, given the alternatives:

privation, starvation, war.

This is our purpose,

For you,

for your kin, for all the realm.

With these two dragons

the enemy will have

And peace will be restored,

suffering will be ended,

and without bloodshed,

gods willing.

The dragon

named Vermithor

is the largest in the world after Vhagar

and, perhaps, the most fierce.

He's called the Bronze Fury.

We'll go to him now.

And...

may the gods bless you.

COME FORWARD,

VERMITHOR.

BE CALM, VERMITHOR.

BE CALM.

SERVE!

Who among you would be first?

I have nothing more to tell you.

It must be the dragon who speaks.

- Your Grace, we must away!

Help me! Help--

Help me!

Oh, f--

No!

Here! Here I am!

I'm ready.

Come on!

"Lord Ormund Hightower

"There is great concern that his host

is threatened on two fronts

However, in happier tidings,

has at last taken to wing.

Your brother expects

Dragon!

And when he does,

Dragon! Inside! Now!

Take positions!

Open the gates!

NO, VHAGAR.

FLEE, VHAGAR.

TURN AROUND!