Think of the past twenty years. The war, the murder, the misery...all of it because Robert Baratheon loved someone who didn't love him back.
Then it's not a secret anymore. It's information. If a handful of people know now, hundreds will soon, and then what happens?
She loses the North. She loses the Vale, Sansa will make sure of that.
[nods] It's worse than that. He has the better claim to the throne.
He doesn't want the throne.
I'm not sure it matters what he wants The fact is people are drawn to him; wildlings, northmen. He's a war hero.
He loves our queen...and she loves him. If we marry them, they could rule together-
That never stopped a Targaryen before.
No, but Jon grew up in Winterfell. Is marrying your aunt common in the north? You know our queen better than I do. Do you think she wants to share the throne? She doesn't like to have her authority questioned-
Something she has in common with every monarch who ever lived.
I worry about her state of mind.
We're advisors to the queen. Worrying about her state of mind is our job. We still have to take King's Landing. Maybe Cersei will win and kills us all. That would solve all our problems.
I have served tyrants most of my life. They all talk about destiny.
She's a girl who walked into a fire with three stones and walked out with three dragons. How could she not believe in destiny?
Perhaps that's the problem. Her life has convinced her that she was sent here to save us all.
And how do you know she wasn't?
[shrugs] Then, there's the problem of Jon Snow. Perhaps, it's actually a solution. You know them both. Tell me, who do you think would make a better ruler?
He doesn't want the throne. That's why he bent the knee.
Have you considered the best ruler might be someone who doesn't want to rule?
We're discussing treason.
Don't pretend you haven't thought about it.
Of course I've thought about it; thoughts aren't treason!
He's temperate, and measured. He's a man. [Tyrion winces] Which makes him more appealing to the Lords of Westeros, whose support we are going to need.
Joffrey was a man. I don't think a cock is a true qualification, as I'm sure you'd agree.
And, he's the heir to the throne. Yes, because he's a man; cocks are important, I'm afraid.
What about my earlier proposal? They could rule together as King and Queen.
She's too strong for him. She'd bend him to her will, as she already has.
He could temper her worst impulses.
As you have? [pause] You're drinking quite a lot. A Targaryen father and a Stark mother. Jon's the one man alive who might actually be able to keep the North in the Seven Kingdoms.
How many Kings and Queens have you served? Five? Six? I've lost count.
You've always known my reasons.
At a certain point, you choose a person you believe in, and you fight for that person.
Even if you know it's a mistake?
I believe in our Queen. She'll make the right choice. With the help of her loyal advisors.
You know where my loyalty stands. You know I will never betray the Realm.
What is the "Realm?!" A vast continent, home to millions of people, most of whom don't care who sits on the Iron Throne!
Millions of people, many of whom will die if the wrong person sits on that throne! We don't know their names, but they're just as real as you and I. They deserve to live. They deserve food for their children. [pause] I will act in their interest, no matter the personal cost.
So what happens to her? [Varys stares at him grimly, Tyrion shakes his head] Please. Don't.
I've spoken as honestly as I can. Each of us has a choice to make. I pray we choose wisely.
Just crossed the Trident. They'll be at the gates of King's Landing in two days. [pause] How is she?
She hasn't seen anyone since we returned. Hasn't left her chambers, hasn't accepted any food.
You're worried for her. I admire your empathy.
Aren't you worried for her?
I'm worried for all of us. They say "every time a Targaryen is born, the Gods flip a coin, and the world holds its' breath."
We're not much for riddles, where I'm from.
We both know what she's about to do.
That's her decision to make. She is our Queen.
Men decide where power resides, whether or not they know it.
All I've ever wanted. The right ruler on the Iron Throne. I still don't know how her coin has landed... but, I'm quite certain about yours.
I don't want it. I never have.
I have known more Kings and Queens than any man living. I've heard what they say to crowds, and seen what they do in shadows. I have furthered their designs, however horrible. But what I tell you now, is true: you will rule wisely and well, while she-
The people who live there, they're not your enemies. They're innocents, like the ones you liberated in Meereen!
In Meereen, the slaves turned on the Masters and liberated the city themselves the moment I arrived.
They're afraid! Anyone who resists Cersei will see his family butchered! You can't expect them to be heroes. They're hostages.
They are. In a tyrant's grip. Whose fault is that? Mine?
What does it matter whose fault it is?! Thousands of children will die if the city burns!
Your sister knows how to use her enemies' weaknesses against them. That's what she thinks our mercy is. Weakness.
But she's wrong. Mercy is our strength. Our mercy towards future generations, who will never again be held hostage by a tyrant. [to Grey Worm] Ready the Unsullied. Tonight you sail for King's Landing to join the Northern armies.
Cersei's followers will abandon her, if they know the war is lost. Give them that chance. If the city surrenders, they will ring the bells and raise the gates. Please, if you hear them ringing the bells, call off the attack.
[after a pause, Dany nods to Grey Worm]
Wait for me outside the city. You'll know when it's time.
[Grey Worm nods and leaves. After a pause, Tyrion bows and starts to leave]
Your brother was stopped, trying to get through our lines. [Tyrion turns around] It seems he hasn't abandoned your sister, after all. The next time you fail me... will be the last time you fail me.
How did they find you? [Jaime raises his gilded hand] Did you consider taking it off?
Cersei once called me "the stupidest Lannister".
And you're going back with her, to die with her.
You've underestimated her before.
She's going to die. Unless you can convince her to change her course of action.
Difficult to do from here. [Tyrion holds up a key, Jaime exhales sharply] When have I ever been able to convince Cersei of anything?
Try. If not for yourself, if not for her... then for every one of the million people in that city, innocent or otherwise.
To be honest, I never really much cared for them. Innocent or otherwise.
You do care for one innocent. I know you do. And so does Cersei. She has a reason now.
[shakes his head] The child is the reason she'll never give an inch. All the worst things she's ever done, she's done for her children. It's not impossible that she'll win.
Her enemies' forces have been depleted, as she said they would be. Two of the three dragons are dead. [shrugs] She's evened the odds.
The city will fall tomorrow.
She has the Lannister army, she has the Golden Company.
I defended this city last time it was attacked, I know it better than anyone! It will fall tomorrow!
Then I suppose I'll die tomorrow, if not before.
Why? [sits down in front of Jaime] Escape. The two of you, together. Remember where we met, where they keep the dragon skulls, beneath the Red Keep? [Jaime nods] Take her down there. Keep following the staircases down, down as far as they'll go. You'll come out onto a beach, at the foot of the Keep. A dinghy will be waiting for you. Sail out of the bay. If the winds are kind, you'll make it to Pentos. Start a new life.
Sail right past the Iron Fleet and into a new life? Sounds a lot less likely than Cersei winning this war.
There won't be an Iron Fleet for much longer! Do it! If you don't, you'll never see Cersei again. [pause] Swear to me.
[Tyrion begins unlocking Jaime's chains]
If it works, give the order to ring all the bells in King's Landing and open the gates. That will be our signal that the city has surrendered.
[He pulls his collar off]
I never thought I'd get to repay the favor. Remember, ring the bells and open the gates.
Your Queen will execute you for this.
If Daenerys can make it to the throne without wading through a river of blood, maybe she'll show mercy to the person who made that possible. [Jaime looks at him skeptically] Tens of thousands of innocent lives... one not particularly innocent dwarf. It seems like a fair trade. [pause] If it weren't for you, I never would've survived my childhood.
[shakes his head] You were the only one... who didn't treat me like a monster. [tearfully] You were all I had.
[The brothers embrace]
[Dany's forces storm King's Landing, as Drogon strafes the city walls]
All we need is one good shot.
All the scorpions have been destroyed, Your Grace.
The Iron Fleet hold Blackwater Bay. Euron killed one of her dragons, he can kill another.
Your Grace, the Iron Fleet is... burning. The gates have been breached! The Golden Company...
Our men will fight harder than sellswords ever could! They will defend their Queen to the last man.
The Red Keep has never fallen. It won't fall today.
I need to get the Queen out of King's Landing.
Listen! That's the sound of a city dying. It's over.
[Jaime turns to leave, but stops as he hears Euron drawing his blade]
If you kill another King before you die, they'll sing about you forever.
Oh, but I am. And I fucked the Queen. If I win, I'll bring your head to Cersei so you can kiss her, one last time.
[Arya and the Hound advance through the collapsing Red Keep]
[watching Drogon fly overhead] Go home, girl. The fire will get her, or one of the Dothraki. Or maybe that dragon will eat her. It doesn't matter; she's dead. And you'll be dead too, if you don't get out of here.
I'm going to kill her. [she tries to pass, but the Hound grabs her arm]
You think you've wanted revenge for a long time? I've been after it all my life. [Arya wrenches her arm free] It's all I care about, and look at me. LOOK AT ME! [pause] You wanna be like me? [tousles her hair] You come with me, you die here. [he walks past]
Sandor. [he turns back] Thank you.
[Daenerys addresses her army before the ruins of the Red Keep]
[in Dothraki] Blood of my blood! You kept all your promises to me. You killed my enemies in their iron suits. You tore down their stone houses. You gave me the Seven Kingdoms! [the Dothraki cheer and Drogon roars. Daenerys turns to Grey Worm, addressing him in High Valyrian] You have walked beside me since the Plaza of Pride. You are the bravest of men, the most loyal of soldiers. I name you commander of all my forces, the Queen's Master of War! [the Unsullied stamp their spears in approval, while Grey Worm nods in gratitude] Unsullied. All of you were torn from your mothers' arms and made into slaves. Now...you are liberators! You have freed the people of King's Landing from the grip of a tyrant! But the war is not over. We will not lay down our spears until we have liberated all the people of the world! From Winterfell to Dorne, from Lannisport to Qarth, from the Summer Isles to the Jade Sea! Men, women and children have suffered too long beneath the wheel. Will you break the wheel with me?! [her armies cheer in affirmation. As she watches, Tyrion steps forward to stand beside her. She doesn't look at him] You freed your brother. You committed treason.
[disgusted] I freed my brother. And you slaughtered a city. [Tyrion tears off his Hand of the Queen brooch and throws it away]
[Daenerys inspects the Iron Throne as Jon enters the throne room behind her]
When I was a girl, my brother told me it was made from a thousand swords from Aegon's fallen enemies. What do a thousand swords look like in the mind of a little girl who can't count to twenty? I imagined a mountain of swords too high to climb. So many fallen enemies you could only see the soles of Aegon's feet.
I saw them executing Lannister prisoners in the street. They said they were acting on your orders.
Necessary?! Have you been down there?! Have you seen?! Children, little children burned!
I tried to make peace with Cersei. She used their innocence as a weapon against me. She thought it would cripple me.
He conspired behind my back with my enemies. How have you treated people who did the same to you, even when it broke your heart?
[close to tears] Forgive him.
You can. You can forgive all of them, make them see they made a mistake. Make them understand. Please, Dany.
We can't hide behind small mercies. The world we need won't be built by men loyal to the world we have.
The world we need is a world of mercy, it has to be!
And it will be! It's not easy to see something that's never been before...a good world.
How do you know? How do you know it will be good?
Because I know what is good. And so do you.
You do! You do, you've always known.
What about everyone else? All the other people who think they know what's good?
They don't get to choose. Be with me. Build the new world with me! This is our reason! It has been from the beginning, since you were a little boy with a bastard's name and I was a little girl who couldn't count to twenty. We do it together. We break the wheel...together.
You are my Queen. Now and always.
[They kiss, then Jon stabs Daenerys]
What unites people? Armies? Gold? Flags? Stories. There's nothing more powerful than a good story. Nothing can stop it. No enemy can defeat it. And who has a better story than Bran the Broken? The boy who fell from a high tower and lived. He knew he'd never walk again, so he learned to fly. He crossed beyond the Wall, a crippled boy, and became the Three-Eyed Raven. He is our memory, the keeper of all our stories. The wars, weddings, births, massacres, famines. Our triumphs, our defeats, our past. Who better to lead us into the future?
Bran has no interest in ruling and he can't father children.
Good. Sons of kings can be cruel and stupid, as you well know. His will never torment us. [Looks to Grey Worm] That is the wheel our queen wanted to break. From now on, rulers will not be born. They will be chosen on this spot by the lords and ladies of Westeros to serve the realm.
[Looks to Bran again]
I know you don't want it. I know you don't care about power. But I ask you now. If we choose you, will you wear the crown? Will you lead the Seven Kingdoms to the best of your abilities from this day until your last day?
Why do you think I came all this way?
To Brandon of House Stark...I say aye.
