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GAME OF THRONES

S08E07 - "WINTERFELL"

PART 1 of 5

February 17, 2018

Winterfell braces for attack.

Ext. Winterfell landscape - day
The KHALASAR has arrived at Winterfell. Their vast numbers fan out across the wide landscape, funneling in toward the castle.
Ext. Winterfell courtyard - dAY
JON SNOW emerges from the godswood and makes his way to Winterfell's main courtyard. It's full of chaos and noise. DOTHRAKI RIDERS roam about on horseback like they own the place, taking in the unfamiliar sights with curiosity. A growing crowd of rescued VILLAGERS stands huddled together -- exhausted, cold, and shell-shocked. Across the courtyard, SANSA STARK stands in the epicenter of activity, giving orders to SERVANTS, ushering villagers in various directions. She looks harried but competent.
Jon stops just inside the open gates, looking out as riders stream in past him on either side. Jon's eyes flit searchingly over each rider as they enter.
Finally the person he'd been looking for rides in: ARYA STARK, with THE HOUND on her flank.
Arya dismounts. She looks like she's been through an ordeal, as indeed she has. A STABLEBOY hurries up, and Arya gives her horse over to him. Then she turns, and sees Jon.
Jon goes to her. They embrace each other tightly.
ARYA
(whisper)
I saw them.
Jon closes his eyes and squeezes her closer.
The sound of nervous horses makes him look up. He freezes in surprise.
JON
...is that Nymeria?
Arya turns to look, breaking out of the hug. NYMERIA is standing some distance outside the gates, sniffing the air warily as she peers in at the courtyard. The horses shy away from her as their riders try to urge them into the castle.
Jon walks toward her, with Arya at his side. Nymeria's ears go flat as she sees him approaching -- she bares her teeth to warn him not to come closer. He stops. Arya goes to her.

2.
ARYA
Girl, easy. Don't you remember Jon?
JON
Gone a bit wild, hasn't she.
Arya nods. Nymeria sniffs Arya carefully, picking up Jon's scent on her clothes.
After a long cautious moment, Nymeria seems grudgingly satisfied. She turns and lopes away, heading for the wolfswood.
ARYA
She has her own wolf pack now. Hundreds of them.
JON
Ghost must have been happy to see her.
Arya goes still. She looks up at Jon with pain in her eyes. He sees the look and realizes something terrible must have happened.
ARYA
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Jon stares at her.
ARYA
We were attacked. And Ghost...
Arya has difficulty continuing, but Jon understands. He absorbs the news with quiet grief.
ARYA
I'm sorry.
Jon is quiet for another beat, looking out into the moorlands beyond Winterfell. Then he collects himself.
JON
It's alright.
Arya shakes her head.
JON
He did what he had to. He was a good boy. Now come on. Let's get you inside.
He puts an arm around her, and together they set off through the courtyard, heading for the Great Keep.

3.
The Hound by now has dismounted as well, and relinquished his horse. He watches Arya as she walks away with Jon.
BRIENNE (O.S.)
You still watch over her.
He turns to see BRIENNE walking up to him. The sight does not appear to enthuse him. He returns his gaze to where it had been -- away from her.
HOUND
What do you want?
BRIENNE
I have something for you.
The Hound gives her a glance, full of suspicion.
BRIENNE
You don't look excited.
HOUND
The last gift you gave me was a broken leg.
BrIENNE
It's not a gift.
She produces a sheathed sword from within her cloak.
BRIENNE
It's a loan. Until the fighting is over.
The Hound looks at the sword in her hands, frowning quizzically. He takes it from her, then pulls it a few inches out of its sheath.
His eyes widen. We go into closeup and see the distinctive ripple of Valyrian steel in its blade, and the Tarly huntsman on its hilt.
BRIENNE
It's called Heartsbane. The family blade of House Tarly. The Warden of the North asked me to recommend someone for it.
HOUND
Why me?
BRIENNE
Because you'll use it to protect her.

4.
The Hound looks at her, then back at the sword. He draws Heartsbane fully from the sheath and hefts it in his hand, feeling out its weight and balance.
The Hound doesn't generally smile, as a rule, but that almost looks like a smile.
HOUND
Always wanted me some Valyrian steel.
BRIENNE
I remember.
She gives him a nod, and an almost-smile of her own. Then turns and walks away. The Hound watches her go, briefly, then returns to admiring Heartsbane.
Elsewhere in the courtyard, JORAH MORMONT rides in, the SMALL GIRL asleep in the saddle in front of him. A SERVANT WOMAN comes up to him, and he carefully hands the girl down. As he dismounts, DAENERYS TARGARYEN approaches him from across the courtyard.
DANY
You've returned to me.
Jorah turns at the sound of her voice. He kneels before her.
JORAH
I promised I would, your grace.
Dany smiles and raises him back up to his feet. Jorah looks at her with a grim expression in his eyes.
JorAH
They're close, your grace. Three days' march, perhaps two.
DANY
I know.
(beat)
You saw them?
Jorah nods.
DANY
And you saw...
She trails off, her voice constricting, but Jorah understands.

5.
JORAH
The Night King has him. Just as we were told. I saw them flying overhead.
Pain comes over Dany's face. Jorah gazes at her, grimacing sympathetically.
DANY
(quiet fury)
I will destroy him for this. I swear by all the gods. I will see his body shatter and his armies burn.
JORAH
(gentle)
You must see Viserion destroyed as well, khaleesi.
A sadness comes into her eyes, tempering her rage.
DANY
I know.
JORAH
Do we have a plan?
Dany gives him a look. She begins walking, nodding to indicate that he should follow her.
DANY
You're not going to like it.
Ext. winterfell battlements - moments later
Jorah stands with Dany upon the walls of Winterfell. They gaze up at DROGON flying overhead.
DANY
You're oddly quiet.
JORAH
Experience has taught me that you are not one to be dissuaded from danger. Least of all by me.
DANY
(resolute)
Only a dragon can defeat another dragon.

6.
JORAH
You'll be flying alone into the most dangerous part of the battle.
DANY
I won't be alone.
JORAH
No?
DANY
I'll have a crew of archers. The finest in the North.
JORAH
Your grace, listen to me.
DANY
(growing impatient)
It has to be me.
JORAH
(louder)
The Dothraki are far more capable as mounted archers than any Northman.
Dany looks up in surprise. This is not the objection she had expected.
JORAH
Westerosi archers are trained to stand behind a shield wall and shoot standing up. Dothraki begin shooting from horseback as soon as they are old enough to walk. They can shoot a pigeon out of the air at full gallop.
He takes a step toward her, his gaze intent.
JORAH
Allow me to choose a crew to ride with you into battle. I know the men, I've ridden with them. Run a mounted trial of them against your Northern archers, if you are not convinced.
Dany is looking pleasantly surprised, and intrigued by the idea.

7.
JORAH
And allow me to ride with you as well.
Dany's eyes meet Jorah's. He takes a knee before her, gazing earnestly up at her.
JORAH
I would die for you, khaleesi. You know that. Don't ask me to stay behind while you risk your life up there. Let me fight beside you.
Dany finds herself unexpectedly overcome with emotion. She hangs onto her queenly composure with difficulty, as she returns Jorah's gaze.
Int. Crypt - lyanna's statue - day
ARYA
So this is your mother.
Jon nods. He and Arya gaze up at Lyanna's statue together.
ARYA
Father never talked about her.
JON
The two women he never talked about: his sister, and my mother. And I never put two and two together.
ARYA
And you were never a bastard.
(beat)
Sansa must feel like an idiot.
JON
(chiding)
Be kind.
ARYA
(disapproving)
You're very forgiving.
JON
(correcting)
I'm very tired. Where you find the strength to be angry all the time is what I want to know.

8.
That makes her smile, despite everything. Then the smile fades as she grows pensive.
ARYA
She would've married Joffrey. Even after father...
(beat)
If the Lannisters had told her to, she would've walked into that sept, and she would've said the words.
JON
She wouldn't have had a choice.
ARYA
Everyone has a choice. Even prisoners. They can always choose death.
Jon gives her a glance.
JON
(delicate)
Do you think she should have?
ARYA
No.
(beat)
But I would have.
Jon looks at her.
ARYA
I would have never said the words. I would have died before I said the words.
(beat)
I would have never survived what Sansa survived.
JON
We're surviving together now.
They smile at each other.
Jon looks up again at his mother's statue.
JON
Wish I knew what she was like.
ARYA
(suddenly remembering)
Father did tell me something about her, once.

9.
He looks at her in surprise.
JON
When?
Arya shakes her head, trying to pull up the full memory.
ARYA
I was being a shit about something or other.
JON
(deadpan)
You'll have to be more specific.
Arya hits him on the ear.
JON
Ow!
Arya laughs.
JON
That hurt a lot!
ARYA
Sorry. I thought you would dodge.
JON
I thought you would... not hit so hard. Seven Hells, Arya.
ARYA
So next time you'll dodge?
Jon glowers at her, still holding his ear.
JON
(on-the-nose)
So you were being a shit about something?
ARYA
I was angry. Father was trying to talk me down. He was starting to lose patience, just a little, so I said something mean. I don't remember what exactly. I wanted to make him yell, but instead he laughed.
(beat)
That just made me more angry. "Why are you laughing?" I said. "It's not funny!"
(beat)

10.
He said: "I'm sorry. I'm not laughing at you. You just reminded me of my sister then, is all."
Jon looks at Arya.
ARYA
I asked him what she was like. He said: "She was a bit like you. Wild and stubborn and brave. And -- occasionally -- very, very annoying."
Jon is staring at Arya -- his favorite sibling -- with a poignant expression on his face. Then he looks up at Lyanna's statue.
JON
(solemn)
You're telling me that my dead mother was a little shit like you?
Arya takes a swipe at him. This time, Jon dodges it.
ARYA
You're learning.
Jon glares at her, but fails to completely keep the fondness from his face.
EXT. CRYPT ENTRANCEWAY - LATER
Arya emerges alone from the darkness of the crypt stairwell. She puts her torch into a bracket on the wall.
Gendry (O.S.)
Arya.
Arya looks up. She sees GENDRY--
The sheer shock drives her explosively backward, away from him, her body reacting to the sudden adrenaline before her mind fully processes what she's seeing. Her dagger materializes in her hand, unthinkingly. She stares at him, eyes wide, face pale, backed up against the far wall in a taut defensive posture.
Gendry blinks.
GENDRY
I... are you alright?

11.
Arya doesn't speak, nor hardly seems to be breathing. She's staring at him like he's a ghost.
GENDRY
It's me. Gendry. Don't you remember?
Arya
You're dead.
GENDRY
I...
(beat)
I shouldn't argue with m'lady, but I don't think I am.
Arya stares. The dagger starts to come down as she slowly recovers from her shock.
ARYA
(tremulous)
...Gendry?
Gendry gives her a smile, a pained and bittersweet thing.
ARYA
I don't... how...
She starts to move toward him. Gendry backs up a step and she stops, confused.
GENDRY
Somewhere private, maybe?
Int. Winterfell store room - MOMENTS LATER
Arya ushers Gendry into a deserted store room. He speaks as she comes in after him and locks the door behind them.
GeNDRY
Ser Davos let slip that you were here, when he fetched me.
Gendry ducks around ropes of hanging sausages and takes a seat on a crate, amidst sacks of potatoes and onions.
GENDRY
He doesn't know that I knew you. None of them do.
Arya is still hovering near the door, staring at Gendry like she doesn't quite trust that he's real.

12.
ARYA
Why didn't you tell them?
Gendry heaves a sigh and gives Arya a long, searching look. She looks back at him, waiting for his reply, a bit puzzled by his reticence.
GENDRY
You really have no idea, do you? How terrifying you are.
A flush of sullen pain creeps up Arya's face, and Gendry hurries to clarify:
GENDRY
Not... you in particular. All of you. Highborns.
ARYA
Highborns?
GENDRY
We all learn, from the time we're little. Don't speak to them unless spoken to. Keep your eyes down. Call them m'lord, call them m'lady. Never insult them. And anything can insult them. One wrong word, one wrong look, and you're dead.
ARYA
(sad, bitter)
Don't speak to them, don't look at them, don't be friends with them.
GENDRY
Arya...
ARYA
(hot, pained)
Why did you come here?
Gendry regards her in silence for a long beat.
GENDRY
I found out why the Lannisters wanted me.
ARYA
Don't change the subject.

13.
GENDRY
(louder)
I'm a son of King Robert's. His bastard son.
This is very much news to Arya. She gapes at him.
GENDRY
Maybe... maybe that doesn't change anything. I tried to forget it, tried to keep my head down like I'd always done. Like a mouse hoping the cats wouldn't notice me.
He stares pensively at the floor, with the thousand-yard stare of fraught memory.
GENDRY
You remember Harrenhal.
It's not a question.
ARYA
I remember.
GENDRY
Every day, they came, and we'd stare at our feet, trying to be invisible. And every day, they killed us just the same.
Gendry stares at the floor a moment longer, remembering, then lifts his gaze to Arya's face. He looks her steadily in the eyes from across the store room.
GENDRY
I'll be honest with you. I don't know how to do this. How to be one of you. But here's something I do know: I'm tired of being a mouse. I want to fight. It's like you said.
Tears have been welling up in Arya's eyes, and now they spill over.
She moves forward suddenly. Gendry stands up to meet her, and they come together in a crushing embrace.
Int. Winterfell armoury - day
Brienne
(stubborn)
My place is beside the Stark girls.

14.
Brienne is walking through the armoury with JAIME LANNISTER. Around them, WORKERS bustle around, racking dragonglass spears, axes, and other weapons.
Jaime
I'm just saying, we could really use you on the walls.
BRIENNE
You have half the North to man the walls.
JAIME
And not one of them is half as good as you.
BRIENNE
I see. It's my legendary fighting prowess that you're so reluctant to be parted from.
JAIME
Are you accusing me of sentimentality?
BRIENNE
Are you denying it?
Jaime opens his mouth, but his customary easy retort fails to materialize. He stops walking and glowers at her instead. Brienne tries and fails to suppress a smile. They're standing in a relatively isolated corner of the armoury now, away from the main bustle of activity.
JAIME
Stubborn oaf.
BRIENNE
Luckily for you.
Jaime
Lucky? It's like trying to fend off a starving bear.
BRIENNE
And you hate every moment of it, is that what you're saying?
He narrows his eyes petulantly. A loaded moment passes between them.
Jaime
Come here.

15.
He pulls her into a storage closet, crowded with baskets of dragonglass. He closes the door, presses her against it, and kisses her passionately.
ext. Godswood - EVENING
The fading evening light slants through the red leaves of the heart tree. BRAN STARK sits beneath it, his eyes warg white.
Sansa stands nearby, pacing slightly and rubbing her arms for warmth. She looks like she's been waiting for some time.
Finally, Bran returns to himself. He sees Sansa.
Bran
Hello, Sansa.
Sansa
I brought you some food.
Bran
Thank you.
Sansa picks up a tray from the ground, bearing a covered dish wrapped in cloths to keep it warm. She sets it down across the armrests of his wheeled chair. Bran begins eating, robotically.
SANSA
It's getting dark.
(off Bran's non-reaction)
You should come inside.
BRAN
I need to stay here.
SANSA
You haven't been sleeping enough.
BRAN
He's very close now. I need to watch him. I need to be ready for him.
SANSA
(cajoling)
You've already done everything you can to prepare us. We know they're close. We're as ready as we'll ever be.
Bran just continues eating. Sansa crouches down in front of him.

16.
SANSA
Please, Bran. Winterfell could come under attack any day now, (and when it does--)
Bran
Winterfell doesn't matter.
Sansa is shocked, and hurt.
SANSA
...how can you say that?
BRAN
The Night King doesn't want Winterfell. He wants the dragons. I have to help the dragons, when it's time.
SANSA
(confused)
How?
BRAN
I've been getting stronger. And this is where I'm strongest.
He turns his head as he says that, gazing at the heart tree's red face, as Sansa watches with disquiet.

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