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(indistinct voices)

Boy.

Lovely boy.

What do you want?

A man has a thirst.

The man does not drink
for a day and a night.

A boy could make a friend.

I have friends.

Give us a beer. Before I skin you.

A man does not choose his companions.

These two, they have no courtesy.

A man must ask forgiveness.

You're called Arry.

This man has the honor to be Jaqen H'ghar.

Once of the Free City of Lorath.

Hey, you little shit.

Get us beer!

You should have asked nicely.

Come closer.

And I'll shove that stick up your
bunghole and fuck you bloody.

The boy has more courage than sense.

Come here!

Yoren said none of us were
should go near of those three.

They don't scare me.

Then you're stupid.

They scare me.

Would a gold collector look
this far from King's Landing?

What are you doing?

They're looking for me.

You're in command here?

You're a long way from home.

I asked you a question.

Aye, you did.

You asked without manners.

And I chose not to answer.

I have a royal warrant.

For one of these gutter
rats you're transporting.

Well the thing is,

these gutter rats belong
to the Night's Watch now.

That puts them beyond the
reach of kings and queens.

It's a funny thing.

People worry so much about their throats,

they forget about what's down low.

Now I sharpened this
blade before breakfast.

I could shave a spider's
arse if I wanted to.

Or,

I could nick this artery in your leg

and once it's nicked, there's no one
around here who knows how to un-nick it.

We'll just keep that.

Good steel is always needed on the wall.

Seems you have a choice.

You can die here at this
crossroads a long way from home.

Or you can go back to your
city and tell your masters

you didn't find what you were looking for.

We're looking for a boy named Gendry.

He carries a bull's head helmet.

Anyone turning him over will
earn the King's reward.

We'll be back. With more men.

And I'll be taking your head home
along with that bastard boy.

(Tyrion whistling)

(woman laughing)

My lord.

You make me wait a long time.

And your friend keeps me company.

We were just speaking of your bravery

in the victory against the
Stark auxiliary forces.

It was quite a battle.

I heard you suffered a terrible head wound.

The northerners are such fearsome warriors.

And I tell him the story of how we meet.

To find such a lovely creature
working in your father's kitchen.

It almost beggars belief.

Strange things do happen.

You should taste her fish pie.

I don't think Lord Varys likes fish pie.

How can you tell?

I can always tell.

Men like Lord Varys and I can't let
our disadvantages get the best of us.

We'll make a fisherman of him yet.

I am glad your new friend was able
to accompany you to the capital.

Friends are such an important part of life.

Unfortunate that your father
didn't want her to come.

But rest easy my lord,

I am very good at keeping
secrets for my good friends.

Your discretion is legendary,

where your friends are concerned.

How unspeakable of me to go on and
on, when all you want to do is rest.

I will leave you.

Welcome to Kings Landing, my dear.

The city is made brighter by your presence.

We have a council meeting, my lord.

I don't like threats.

Who threatened you?

I'm not Ned Stark.
I understand the way this game is played.

Ned Stark was a man of honor. And I am not.

Threaten me again and I will
have you thrown into the sea.

You might be disappointed in the results.

The storms come and go.

The big fish eat the little fish.

And I keep on paddling.

Come, my lord.

We shouldn't keep the queen waiting.

From this time until the end of time,
we are not part of your realm,

but a free and independent
Kingdom of the North.

He has more spirit than his
father, I'll give him that.

You've perfected the art
of tearing up papers.

Give him his father's bones back, at
least as a gesture of good faith.

You'll give the Starks our reply, cousin?

I will, Your Grace.

Did you see my brother when
you were the Starks guest?

I did.

They have not broken his
spirit, Your Grace.

If you speak with him,

tell him he's not been forgotten.

I will, Your Grace.

Safe travels, cousin.

You have a deft hand with diplomacy.

If that's everything?

A raven flew in this
morning from Castle Black.

Trouble with the wildlings?

That's why they're called wildlings.

Somewhat less wild these days.

It seems they've stopped killing each
other and started following this

King-Beyond-the-Wall.

Another king? How many is that now?
Five? I've lost count.

Lord Commander asks that we
send more men to man The Wall.

Perhaps he's forgotten we're fighting a war.
We have no men to spare.

Cold winds are rising, and
the dead rise with them.

The northerners are a superstitious people.

According to the Commander, one of these
dead men attacked him in his chambers.

Mormont doesn't lie.

How do you kill a dead man?

Apparently you burn him.

One trip to The Wall and you come back

believing in grumpkins and snarks.

I don't know what I believe,

but here's a fact for you.

The Night's Watch is the
only thing that separates us

from what lies beyond the Wall.

I have every confidence the brave men of
the Night's Watch will protect us all.

Night, sir.

The gods wanted us to have dignity,

wouldn't make us fart when we died.

We fart when we die?

My blessed mother was holding her
own when she left this world.

She farted so hard, the whole bed shook.

(farting noises)

Seems a bit greedy for one
man to have so many wives.

We were having a serious discussion.

Wouldn't two or three be enough for him?

Would you look at that.

Nothing like the sight
of a woman walking away.

I prefer watching them come towards me.

I'm sure that's nice too.

Well, there was a milkmaid

named Violet on the next farm
over from where I grew up.

And we were wrestling together from
the time we were six years old.

And then we got older,

the wrestling, uh �changed.

You were with her?

How many times?

Well, as many times as I could.

Wish I'd grew up on a farm.

We need more potatoes.

I'll get another sack for the sludge.

Get the turnips too.

No, Ghost, no!

No.

Ghost, away. Shoo.
Shoo!

You all right?

- Did he frighten you?
- You shouldn't touch me.

Oh, oh. Right.

I'm sorry. I just wanted to
make sure you weren't hurt.

You're very brave.

What's he doing?

This is Gilly,

she's one of Craster's daughters.

Hello, Gilly. What's he doing?

Sam said you could help.

I'm sorry, Sam knows we're not supposed...

She's pregnant.

We have to take her with us, when we leave.

What?

I know it sounds a bit mad.

No it doesn't sound a bit
mad, it's impossible.

- The Lord Commander...
- We are sworn to protect.

- Sam we can't take her.
- Please sir, please.

I can still run if I have to.

It's just not possible.

I'm going to have a baby,
if it's a boy I...

If it's a boy, what?

You want us to risk our lives for you,
and you won't even tell us why.

Why did you do that?

Do what, ask her a question?

- You were cruel.
- Cruel!?

Sam are you in such a hurry to lose a hand?

- I didn't touch her!
- No you just want to steal her,

what do you think Craster
cuts off for that?

I can't steal her,

she's a person not a goat.

We're heading deeper and deeper
into wildling territory.

We can't take a girl with us.

Mormont wouldn't have it.
And even if he would,

what would we do with her?

Who's gonna deliver her baby? You?

I could try...

What? I've read about it.

A bit.

I'm sorry Sam,

we can't help her.

Khaleesi.

- You don't need to see this.
- He is blood of my blood.

Who did this?

Khal Pono perhaps,

Khal Jhaqo...

They don't like the idea of a
woman leading a Khalasaar.

They will like it far less
when I'm done with them.

Is it as you remember my lord?

Looks smaller.

Everything looks bigger
when you're a child.

I remember my father's cabin, felt
like a palace when I was little.

Now look at it...

They'll be waiting for me on the docks.

Who will?

Anyone who matters,

this is a big day for them.

They haven't had much to get
excited about since I left.

It's a hard place the Iron Islands...

always has been.

It's cold and it's wet.

I love the cold and wet.

They say hard places breed hard men,

and hard men rule the world.

Then you'll be king before long.

Try smiling with your lips closed.

Hmm, better.

My father doesn't trust you Iron islanders.

I don't blame him.

He says that you're all reavers and rapers.

And that no matter how many women you have,

you'll never be satis...

Quit talking about your father.

He's right about us.

Our wives from the Iron Islands,

they're for breeding.
That's not enough for us.

That's why we take saltwives
from the women we capture.

Capture me!
Take me with you when you go ashore.

- Make me your saltwife.
- Your place is on this ship.

Not after you leave.

Father will punish me.
He'll call me a whore.

I haven't paid you.

I barely touched her.

And you charge twice as much
as every other brothel.

- And this is what I get, crying.
- One moment, my friend.

A moment.

Please accept my sincerest apologies.

Ramka will take good care of you.

- Sorry my lord.
- Shhh.

Did he hurt you?

Not, my lord.

- It's Megan.
- Who?

She works for you.

She's the one, the girl whose,
they killed her baby.

Ah, yes, that was
poorly handled.

Sometimes those with the
most power have the least grace.

Can't stop thinking about it,

I can't sleep.

Her poor little baby.

You know you remind
me of another girl?

A lovely thing I once acquired
from an Elysium pleasure house.

Beautiful, like yourself,

and intelligent as yourself.

But she wasn't happy.

She cried, often.
I asked her why but,

we didn't have the kind of
rapport that you and I have.

Yes, it was quite sad.

Girls from Elysium pleasure
houses are expensive.

Extremely expensive.

And this one wasn't making me any money.

I hate bad investments.

Really, I do.

They haunt me.

I had no idea how to make her happy,

no idea how to mitigate my losses.

A very wealthy patron, he offered me
a tremendous amount of money

to let him transform
this lovely, sad girl.

To use her in ways that
never occur to most men.

And you know what occurs to most men.

I wouldn't say he succeeded
in making her happy

but my losses were definitely mitigated.

Take tonight off.
Tomorrow, Megan's child

will see you tomorrow.

Better be happy.

That makes me happy.

More wine?

- Damn it, boy!
- Apologies, my lord.

Leave us, Podrik.

I believe we know
how to pour our own wine.

Is that your new squire?
Could have found you a proper lad.

Myself, I prefer the improper ones.

Hmm, that's a good red.

- Dornish?
- You know your wines, my lord.

That I do.

A fine dinner, my lord.

Call me Tyrion, please.

I'm sure you're getting used to
fine dinners, now that you're a lord.

Maybe I'll hire this cook of yours.

Wars have been started for less.

I heard there was some trouble

in Littlefinger's brothel the other night.

Hmm. Nasty business,
had to be done.

Yes, of course.

City Watch must keep the peace.

Only, I hadn't realized peace
depended on killing babies.

- Orders are orders.
- Quite right.

Especially the queen's orders.

I never said they were the queen's orders.

No, but who else would want
to murder King Robert's bastards?

- She's always been a jealous woman.
- You know your sister better than I do.

You've heard the awful rumors
about my brother and sister.

I don't listen to filth.

That's good of you,
but you have heard them.

I suppose people
who do believe that filth,

consider Robert's bastards
to be better claimants

to the throne than
Cersei's children.

Joffrey is my king,
the rest doesn't interest me.

I appreciate your loyalty.

Tell me.

When your men slaughtered
Ned Stark's men in the throne room,

did you give the order?

I did.

And I would again.

The man was a traitor.
He tried to buy my loyalty.

The fool.

He had no idea you
were already bought.

Are you drunk?

I'll not have my honor
questioned by an Imp.

I'm not questioning
your honor, Lord Janos.

I'm denying its existence.

You think I'll stand here and
take this from you, dwarf.

Dwarf?

You should have stopped at imp.

And yes, you will stand
here and take it from me,

unless you'd like to take
it from my friend here.

I intend to serve as Hand of the King
until my father returns from the war

and seeing as you betrayed
the last Hand of the King,

well I just wouldn't feel
safe with you lurking about.

What are you�

My friends at court will not allow this.

The queen herself...

The queen regent.

And you're a fool to
believe she's your friend.

We shall hear what Joffrey
has to say about this.

No, we shan't.

There's a ship leaving for
East Watch by the Sea tonight.

From there, I'm afraid it's rather
a long walk to Castle Black.

I hope you enjoy the Wall.

I found it surprisingly beautiful,

in a brutal, horribly
uncomfortable sort of way.

The lads will escort you.

The streets aren't safe at night, my lord.

These men are under my command.

I command you to arrest this cutthroat.

His name is Bronn and he is the
new commander of the City Watch.

Boys.

I have friends at court.

Powerful friends.

The king himself made me a lord.

To the new Commander.

If I told you to murder, an infant girl
say, still at her mother's breast,

would you do it without question?

Without question? No.

I'd ask how much.

If they come back, I say we yield.

Gendry's the one they want.

I don't want to get caught
in the middle of a battle.

I'm not afraid of no battles.

If you got within a mile of a
battle, you'd fill your pants.

I've seen lots of battles.

- I saw...
- Liar.

I saw a man kill another man just
outside a tavern in Flea Bottom.

Stabbed him right in the neck.

Two men fighting isn't a battle.

They had armor on.

So?

So, if they got armor on, it's a battle.

No, it isn't.

What's a dyer's apprentice
know about battles anyway?

Gendry's an armorer's apprentice.

Hot Pie, tell Gendry what makes it a battle.

It's when they've got armor on.

I already told you that.

A knight?

How'd you know he was a knight?

Well, cause they got armor on.

You don't have to be a
knight to have armor.

Any idiot can buy armor.

How'd you know?

Cause I sold armor.

What do the gold-clips want with you?

No idea.

You're a liar.

You shouldn't insult people
that are bigger than you.

Then I wouldn't get to insult anyone.

No one gets to insult anyone.

No good's ever come of those questions.

No good's ever come?

You've asked questions before?

How can someone so small be
such a huge pain in my ass?

Were you asked questions?

The Hand of the King.
The Hands of the King.

Lord Arryn came first, a
few weeks before he died.

And then Lord Stark came, a
few weeks before he died.

Lord Stark.

See? Asking me questions is bad luck.

You'll probably be dead soon.

What did they ask about?

- My mom.
- Who's your mom?

Just my mom.

Worked in a tavern. Died when I was little.

And who was your father?

He could be one of those gold-hatted
bastards, for all I know.

What about you, anyway?

I thought they were after you?

Why?

Did you kill someone?
Or is it just because you're a girl?

I'm not a girl!

Yes you are.

You think I'm as stupid
as the rest of them?

Stupider. Night's Watch doesn't take girls.
Everyone knows that.

That's true. You're still a girl.

I am not!

Well, pull your cock out
and take a piss then.

I don't need to take a piss.

I'm in hot pike, aren't I now?

No one can know.

They won't. Not from me.

My name's not Arry.

It's Arya. Of House Stark.

Yoren is taking me home to Winterfell.

He was your father. The Hand. The traitor.

He was never a traitor.

Joffrey is a liar.

- So you're a highborn, then. You're a lady.
- No.

I mean yes.

My mother was a lady, and my sister.

You were a lord's daughter
and you lived in a castle.

Look, all that about cocks.
I should never have said that.

I've been pissing in front
of you and everything.

I should be calling you milady.

Do not call me milady.

As milady commands.

Well, that was unladylike.

What you carrying?

Pears and oranges.

Wine from the Arbor.

And the heir to Pyke of the Iron Islands.

The only living son of Balon Greyjoy.

Me.

Don't like wine.

Woman's drink.

I need to get to Pyke.

I'll find you a horse.

I'm heading that way.

I can take you there.

I bet you can.

You been at sea long?

Or were there just no women
where you came from?

None like you.

You don't know what I'm like.

You don't know what you're like.

You need someone to teach you.

Know who I am?

You think I offer free rides
to every man in jewelry.

Lord Greyjoy.

Have my things sent up to the castle.

You should give me the reins,
I'm a better rider than you.

I've been on horseback
for the last nine years.

Nine years. You still know
your way around a ship?

Have these hands ever touched a rope?

Don't you worry about my hands.

The sea's in my blood.

You'll never be in the sea if I
don't watch where I'm going.

I have a proposal for my father.

One that will make him king again.

And me after him.

You may stay at the castle
tonight, if you're lucky.

Is that an offer from my future king?

An order. From your future king.

You can tell your grandchildren
about this night.

I don't imagine it will be
a story fit for children.

Father.

Nine years, is it?

They took a frightened boy.

What have they given back?

A man.

- Your blood and your heir.
- We shall see.

Stark had you longer than I did.

Lord Stark is gone.

And how do you feel about that?

What's done is done.

I've brought you a
proposal from Robb Stark.

Who gave you those clothes?

Was it Ned Stark's pleasure
to make you his daughter?

If my clothes offend you,
I will change them.

It will.

That bauble around your neck.

Did you pay the iron price
for it or the gold?

I asked a question.

Did you pull it from the
neck of a corpse you made

or did you buy it to
match your fine clothes?

Iron or gold?

Gold.

I'll not have my son dressed as a whore.

My fears have come true.

The Starks have made you theirs.

My blood is salt and iron.

Yet, the Stark boy sends you
to me like a trained raven,

clutching his message.

The offer he makes, is one I proposed.

He heeds your counsel?

I've lived with him, hunted
with him, fought at his side,

he thinks of me as a brother.

No, not here, not in my hearing,
you will not name him brother.

This son of the man who put your
true brothers to the sword.

Or have you forgotten your own blood?

I forget nothing.

I remember my brothers.

And I remember when my father was a king.

I see.

I destroy Robb Stark's enemies for him

and he will make me King of
the Iron Islands once again.

I will lead the attack myself.

Oh, you will?

I'm your son. Your only living heir.

Who else?

I told you to wait outside.

How did you get past the guards?

Anything with a cock is easy to fool.

My dear.

- Yara?
- So good to see you, brother.

This is a homecoming I'll
tell my grandchildren about.

She can't lead an attack.

And why not?

You're a woman.

You're the one in skirts.

This isn't Winterfell, boy.

Your sister took over command
of your eldest brother's ship

after your new father killed him.

What's dead may never die.

The only night she's spent off these
islands has been spent on the sea.

She's commanded men. She's killed men.

She knows who she is.

No man gives me a crown.

I pay the iron price.

I will take my crown.

That is who I am.

That is who we have always been.

You won't stand a chance against
the Lannisters on your own.

Who said anything about the Lannisters?

You'll have your gold when we take
the treasury at King's Landing.

All these kings fighting for the throne
and this Stannis has the smallest army.

Why would I bet on the man
with the worst chance?

Because you're a smart gambler.

Stannis has proved himself in war.
Twice.

His baby brother has never
set foot on a battlefield.

Neither has the false king, Joffrey.

And yet, they both have larger armies.

Stannis has just begun the fight.

His bannermen will rally to his cause.

There's no man in the Seven Kingdoms
more honorable than Stannis Baratheon.

Or more worthy of loyalty.

What is the world coming to when smugglers
must vouch for the honor of kings.

- Mind your words, pirate.
- Matthos.

You think I'm insulted?

I am a pirate. I'm an excellent pirate.

I don't sail for promises.

Of course you do.

Every time you leave harbor,
you're leaving on a promise.

A promise that somewhere on the seas,

somebody's got some gold and
you can take it from them.

That's a promise that always comes true.

As is mine.

You're not the young man, Salladhor.

And correct me if I'm wrong,
most pirates don't grow old.

Only the clever ones.

You want to spend your
last few years on the sea,

stealing from Pentoshi cheesemongers
and Midanese silk merchants,

then go.

They're out there waiting for you.

That's easy.

What I'm offering you is hard.

Come with me and plunder the
greatest city in Westeros.

You'll be the richest man in Lysene.
And the most famous.

They'll be singing songs about you
as long as men have voices to sing.

Salladhor Saan is a good name for songs.

It is.

- One thing, I want the queen.
- The queen?

Cersei, I want her.

I'll sail with your fleet,
all 30 of my ships,

and if we don't drown at the
bottom of Blackwater Bay,

I will fuck this blonde queen
and I will fuck her well.

This war isn't about you.

We're not attacking King's Landing
so that you can rape the queen.

I'm not going to rape her,
I'm going to fuck her.

As if she would just let you.

You don't know how persuasive I am.

I never tried to fuck you.

Stannis is the rightful king.

And the Lord of Light.

The one true god.

I've been all over the world, my boy,

and everywhere I go, people
tell me about the true god.

They all think they found the right one.

The one true god is what's
between a woman's legs,

and better yet a queen's legs.

I never thought you'd have
a true believer for a son.

He's young yet.

I promise you the gold.

I promise you the glory.
I cannot promise you the queen.

You believe your king can win?

He is the one true king.

You Westerosers are funny people.

A man chops off your fingers
and you fall in love with him.

I'll sail with you, Davos Seaworth.

You are the most honest
smuggler I ever met.

Make me rich.

Get me to the gates of
King's Landing and I will.

When will the King have a sail?

As soon as his God wills it.

He's my God too, and yours...

but you were too blind to see.

- Let me teach you how to read.
- Oh you and your mother.

It won't take long you
already know the letters.

The holy books are much more
persuasive than I can be.

I wish I had a God, truly!

I'm not mocking you, but I've seen men

pray to every God there is. Pray for wind,
pray for rain, pray for home,

- None of it works!
- But you always came home.

I wasn't praying, you know.

But I was.

Every night that you're at sea,

I lit a candle and I prayed for you.

You want me to have a god, fine.

King Stannis is my god.

He raised me up and blessed
me with his trust.

He gave you a future

I could never have imagined.

You know how to read,
you'll be a knight someday.

You think your fire god commanded all that?

It was Stannis.

Only Stannis.

Stannis is my king, but he's only a man.

Don't tell him that.

Lord Janos Slynt was
Commander of the City Watch.

You had no right to exile him.

I have every right. I am the King's Hand.

You're serving as the King's
Hand until father gets here.

- I am Queen Regent.
- Listen to me, Queen Regent,

you're losing the people.

- Do you hear me?
- The people?

You think I care?

You might find it difficult
to rule over millions who want you dead.

Half the city will starve when winter comes.
The other half will plot to overthrow you.

And gold-plated foes
just gave them the rallying cry.

The Queen slaughters babies.

You don't even have the decency to deny it.

It wasn't you who gave the order, was it?

Joffrey didn't even tell you.

Did he tell you?

I imagine that would be even worse.

He did what needed to be done.

You want to be the Hand of the King?

You want to rule?

This is what ruling is!

Lying on a bed of weeds,

ripping them out by the root one by one
before they strangle you in your sleep.

I'm no king, but I think there's
more to ruling that that.

I don't care what you think!

You've never taken it seriously.

You haven't, Jaime hasn't.

It's all fallen on me.

As has Jaime repeatedly,
according to Stannis Baratheon.

You're funny.

You've always been funny.

But none of your jokes will ever match
the first one, will they?

You remember...

Back when you ripped my mother open on
your way out of her and she bled to death.

She was my mother too.

Now they're gone,

for the sake of you.

There's no bigger joke
in the world than that.

Your Grace.
Your Grace.

How did it fare with your pirate?

Salladhor Saan will join our fleet.

30 ships, his men know how to fight.

In my experience, pirates
prefer fighting unarmed men.

- Does seem the wiser choice.
- It won't be a choice this time.

Do you trust him?

Salladhor Saan is an old friend,
I've known him 30 years.

I've never trusted him.

Now once he gets the smell
of gold, he never stops.

Well if he does his job,
he'll have his share.

Leave us.

At once, Your Grace.

The Lord of Light shines
through you, young warrior.

Come.

What did you say to him?

I told him death by fire
is the purest death.

- Why?
- Because it is true.

You're troubled my king.

Yeah.

These armies are but toys
for the Lord of Light.

Tell your lord to burn them then.

I tell him nothing!

I pray for his commands and I obey.

My little brother has a hundred
thousand men according to the scouts.

Men whose allegiance rightly belongs to me.

- You must have faith.
- Faith?

In a real war, the side with the greater
number wins nine times out of ten.

Then we must be the ten.

I cannot defeat my brother in the field,

and I can't take King's Landing
without the men he stole.

I have seen the path to
victory in the flames.

At first, you must give
yourself to the Lord of Light.

I've said the words, damn you.

I burnt the idols.

You must give all of yourself.

I have a wife.

I took a vow.

She's sick.

Weak.

Shut away in the tower.

She disgusts you.

And she's giving you nothing.

No sons.

Only stillborns.

Only death.

I will give you...

a son, my King.

A son?

Transcript by err0001, GeirDM & Alice
Sync by Sp8ky, bellow, into-the-light & honeybunny
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