The substance burns so hot, it melts wood,
stone, even steel.
And, of course, flesh.
If I could tell you how many crazy old men
I've seen making grand claims about jars full of pig shit.
Our order does not deal in pig shit.
King Stannis is my God. He raised me up
and gave you a future I could never have imagined.
And you think a Fire God commanded all that?
- It was Stannis. - Stannis is my king, but he's only a man.
Don't tell him that.
Does it give you joy to scare people?
No, it gives me joy to kill people.
Killing's the sweetest thing there is.
You shipped off my only daughter and now you want
to send my eldest son to the battlefield to die.
He needs to be out there.
The men will fight more fiercely seeing their king
fighting beside them instead of hiding behind his mother's skirts.
Stannis two days from the capital and the wolf at my doorstep.
Scouts assure us Robb Stark won't risk
marching on Casterly Rock until he's at full force.
He'll risk anything at any time.
We'll ride at nightfall.
The Stark forces are distracted. Now is the time to strike.
My dear nephew, you do understand Stannis
Baratheon sails this way?
They say Stannis never smiles. I'll give him a red smile.
If the wind holds, we'll reach King's Landing in a day.
Will it hold?
Can't make promises for the wind, Your Grace.
Stannis knows King's Landing.
He knows where the walls are strongest
and he knows which gates are weakest.
Mud gate. That's where he'll land.
And if Stannis does attack the mud gate, what do we have?
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Man: That's it.
( Men coughing )
( Thunder rumbling )
The tide's against us.
Aye, but we have the wind.
She'll blow us straight to the gate.
You're coming home.
King's Landing hasn't been home for 20 years.
I spent most of my life dodging the Royal Fleet.
And now I'm sailing right at them.
This is the Royal Fleet.
And you're not a smuggler anymore, you're the high captain.
Of course there are several Royal Fleets at the moment.
Not after tonight. When the sun rises,
Stannis will sit on the Iron Throne
and you will be his Hand.
- Gods be good. - God.
Father, there is only one and he watches over us.
- But not over them? - Over all of us.
The people of King's Landing did not choose the false King
Joffrey Baratheon.
They will be glad to see his head on a spike.
Well, first we have to put it there.
Our ships outnumber theirs 10 to one.
Our army outnumber theirs five to one.
Those walls have never been breached.
And the men guarding the walls,
when they see you, they don't see a liberator.
They see a stranger come to set their city on fire.
I have faith in the Lord of Light.
I have faith in our cause.
And I have faith in my captain.
( Thunder crashes )
Are you afraid, my lion?
If the city falls, Stannis will burn every Lannister he can find.
Of course I'm afraid.
I won't let them hurt you.
I'm a Lannister.
I don't have a choice in all this.
But it's not your war.
It is now.
You can't fuck your way out of everything.
I have so far.
Do you remember what you said when you met me in your tent?
That I should make love to you like it was your
last day on this earth.
Pycelle: As you know, Your Grace,
it is not only the sworn duty of a Maester
to carry out the wishes of the house he serves,
but also to offer guidance
and counsel in times of war.
Your words are always wise and measured.
- If you could-- - If anything,
a Maester's duties become more urgent
in times of war and turmoil.
I remember back in the days of king--
You brought me something?
Yes.
Essence of Nightshade
is as dangerous as it is efficacious.
A single drop in a cup of wine
suffices to soothe ragged nerves.
Three drops will bring on a deep
and dreamless sleep.
10 drops, however--
I know what 10 drops will bring.
- Your Grace, if I may ask--' - You may not.
You must have a lot of work to do.
I'm sure many brave men will need your wisdom soon.
Yes. A siege is very--
Be careful on the stairs, Grand Maester. There are so many.
( Sighs ) Your Grace.
( Men singing ) ? and so he spoke ?
? that Lord of Castamere ?
? but now the rains ?
? weep o'er his halls ?
? with no one there to hear ?
? yes, now the rains ?
? weep o'er his halls ?
? and not a soul to hear. ?
- To the boys! - Lannisters!
Where'd you learn the Lannister song?
- Drunk Lannisters. - ( Men laugh )
You've got a pretty voice.
Thank you very much.
And I like your nose.
How many times you break it?
Well, now let's see.
First time I was five.
Me mom smacked me with an iron poker.
Ooh.
Oh, it wasn't me she was aiming at.
She was trying for me little brother.
Now he was a real pest.
Second time I was nine.
Got in a scrap with a few older boys.
They won.
Third time...
Eh, you don't want to know about the third time.
Poor nose.
Don't feel sorry for him.
He'll be halfway up your ass before the night's through.
( Men laugh )
( Chatter stops )
Welcome, friends.
This round's on me.
I don't think he likes me.
You think you're a hard man?
( Chuckles, slaps )
- I know it. - ( Men laugh )
It's warm in here.
We've got beautiful women
and good brown ale.
Plenty for everyone.
And all you want
is to put one of us in the cold ground
with no women to keep us company.
Oh, there's women in the ground.
I put some there myself.
So have you.
You like fucking and drinking
and singing.
But killing--
killing's the thing you love.
You're just like me.
Only smaller.
And quicker.
Eh? ( Chuckles )
Your Lord Imp is gonna miss you.
Aye. ( Slaps )
I expect he will someday.
- ( Bell tolling ) - Man: Here we are.
( Chatter )
One more drink before the war?
Shall we?
I've always hated the bells.
They ring for horror--
a dead king, a city under siege.
- A wedding. - Exactly.
Podrick, is that it?
"Is that it?" Nice touch.
As if you don't know the name of every boy in town.
I'm not entirely sure what you're suggesting.
I'm entirely sure you're entirely sure what I'm suggesting.
Do you trust him?
Oddly enough, I do.
Good.
The map you asked for.
There must be 20 miles of tunnels beneath the city.
Closer to 50.
The Targaryens built this city to withstand a siege
and to provide escape if necessary.
I'm not escaping.
Strange as it sounds, I'm the captain of the ship.
And if the ship goes down, I go with her.
That is good to hear.
Though I'm sure many captains say the same
while their ship is afloat.
You look well suited for battle, My Lord.
Well, I'm not.
For all our sakes, I hope you are wrong.
My little birds tell me that Stannis Baratheon
has taken up with a Red Priestess from Asshai.
What of it?
You don't believe in the old powers, My Lord?
Blood spells, curses, shape-shifting-- what do you think?
I think you believe in what you see
and in what those you trust have seen.
You probably don't entirely trust me.
Mm, don't take it personally.
I don't entirely trust myself.
And yet I have seen things
and heard things--
things you have not, things I wish I had not.
I don't believe I've ever told you how I was cut.
No, I don't believe you have.
One day I will.
The dark arts have provided Lord Stannis with his armies
and paved his path to our door.
For a man in service to such powers to sit on the Iron Throne,
I can think of nothing worse.
And tonight,
I believe you are the only man who can stop him.
( Tolling continues ) 225 00'16:47,021 --> 00:16:49,157 They're welcoming the new king.
I've never known bells to mean surrender.
They want to play music with us? Let's play.
- Drums. - Drums!
( Men shouting )
Tyrion: Remember, wait till the shit--
Bronn: The ships are in the bay.
They must be far enough in so they won't be--
I know what "in" means.
- Do you know how to use that? - I chopped wood once.
No, I watched my brother chopping wood.
I saw you kill a man with a shield.
You'll be unstoppable with an axe.
- Don't get killed. - Nor you, my friend.
- Oh, are we friends now? - Of course we are.
Just because I pay you for your services doesn't
diminish our friendship.
Enhances it, really.
Oh, enhances. Fancy word for a sellsword.
Been spending time with fancy folks.
Lady Sansa and, uh, Sheila.
Shae.
Shae, yes.
Surely my sister has asked you to join
the other highborn ladies in Maegor's holdfast.
She has, My Lord,
but King Joffrey sent for me to see him off.
Sansa.
He's been a great romantic, my nephew.
Joffrey: Sansa, come here.
I will pray for your safe return, My Lord.
Will you?
Just as I pray for the King's.
Stay safe, My Lady.
And you, my lion.
Your king rides forth to battle.
You should see him off with a kiss.
My new blade.
Hearteater I've named it.
Kiss it.
You'll kiss it again when I return
and taste my Uncle's blood.
Will you slay him yourself?
If Stannis is fool enough to come near me.
So you'll be outside the gates fighting in the Vanguard?
A king doesn't discuss
battle plans with stupid girls.
I'm sorry, Your Grace. You're right, I'm stupid.
Of course you'll be in the Vanguard.
They say my brother Robb always goes
where the fighting is thickest.
And he is only a pretender.
Your brother's turn will come.
Then you can lick his blood off Hearteater, too.
Some of those boys will never come back.
Joffrey will. 282 '0:20:03,683 --> 00:20:05,417 The worst ones always live.
Shh. Come, My Lady.
( Men shouting )
( Neighing )
( Men shouting )
( Distant drums beating )
- Where's our fleet? - On the way.
Why isn't it here now? They're coming.
Hound, tell the Hand that his King has asked him a question.
The King has asked you a question.
Ser Lancel, tell the Hound to tell the king
that the Hand is extremely busy.
The Hand of the King would like me to tell
you to tell the King--
If I tell the Hound to cut you in half,
he'll do it without a second thought.
That would make me the Quarterman.
It just doesn't have the same ring to it.
Cut me in half and I won't be able to give the signal.
No signal, no plan.
No plan and Stannis Baratheon sacks this city,
takes the Iron Throne, puts your pinched
little head atop a gate somewhere.
It might be quite amusing,
except that my head would be up there, too.
I've never much liked my head,
but I don't want to see it removed just yet.
( Drums beating )
Where are their ships?
It is wise to attack at night. We took them by surprise.
Lord Varys knows what you had for breakfast three days ago.
There are no surprises here.
If it's true there is dissension in their ranks,
maybe their sailors have mutinied.
Maybe.
( Babies crying )
I don't know why she wants me here.
She's always saying how stupid I am. She hates me.
Maybe she hates you less than she hates everyone else.
I doubt it.
Maybe she's jealous of you.
Why would she be jealous?
Sansa.
I was wondering where our little dove had flown.
You look pale, child.
Is your red flower still blooming?
Yes.
Fitting, isn't it?
The men will bleed out there and you will bleed in here.
Pour Lady Sansa some wine.
I'm not thirsty, Your Grace.
So? I didn't offer you water.
What's he doing here?
Ser Ilyn?
He's here to defend us.
W'en the axes smash down those doors,
you may be glad to have him.
But we have guards to defend us.
Guards we have paid.
Should the city fall, they'll be the first ones
out of the doors.
The lads caught a groom and two maids trying to sneak away
with a stolen horse and some gold cups.
The battle's first traitors.
Have Ser Ilyn see to them.
Put their heads on spikes outside the stables as a warning.
The only way to keep the small folk loyal
is to make certain they fear you more than they do the enemy.
Remember that if you ever hope to become a queen.
( Door closes )
You said he was here to protect us.
He is.
Traitors are a danger to us all.
More wine.
- ( Distant drums beating ) - ( Men shouting )
There they are.
- Archers to their marks. - Archers, to your marks!
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