ACT FOUR
EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – NIGHT
Fighting ensues, but MAN is losing. The wights trample every Northerner they encounter.
Dead Northern men lie motionless on the ground within Winterfell’s walls. Tormund, Edd, and Gendry still fight the seemingly endless wights.
Gendry uses a war hammer to de-limb wights. Edd slashes wights with his sword.
Laughing, Tormund splits dead men with his mighty axe.
The Hound kills one wight, then another, but he stops when he sees Jaime across the courtyard, carrying a small body.
The Hound follows, passing Grey Worm.
Grey Worm plunges his spear into a wight’s chest.
A deep SCREAM from behind him.
ACROSS THE COURTYARD, Tormund is on his knees. His shoulder spews blood, his arm lies on a red patch of snow beside him. A White Walker stands behind him, with Tormund’s axe.
Tormund stares straight into Grey Worm’s eyes. He opens his mouth to say something–-
The White Walker beheads Tormund with a single stroke.
Grey Worm readies his weapon, swinging it over one shoulder and under the other, twisting it several times in his hand as he approaches the White Walker.
Their weapons meet with a CLANG.
EXT. WINTERFELL – SOUTH GATE – SAME
The Hound limps over to catch up with Jaime, wincing as he puts weight on his bad leg. As the Hound gets closer, he sees the side of Arya’s face, now scorched from fire.
SANDOR CLEGANE
Kingslayer.
JAIME LANNISTER
Not now, dog.
SANDOR CLEGANE
What the hell happened to her?
JAIME LANNISTER
Burned.
SANDOR CLEGANE
Was it the dragon?
JAIME LANNISTER
Yes, it was the dragon.
SANDOR CLEGANE
Fucking cunt.
(a beat)
Where are you taking her?
JAIME LANNISTER
To Wintertown, to White Harbor, anywhere but here. She needs to heal. It’s not safe for her to do that here.
SANDOR CLEGANE
It’s not safe for any of us. Not anymore.
The two warriors share a look of agreement, probably the only time they’ve ever agreed.
SANDOR CLEGANE (CONT’D)
Give her to me.
JAIME LANNISTER
Are you a maester now?
SANDOR CLEGANE
No. But my horse is used to carrying her.
Jamie still looks skeptical.
SANDOR CLEGANE (CONT’D)
She’s safe with me. Go on. You’re still needed here.
Jamie thinks it over, then carefully passes Arya to Sandor, who limps off toward the stables.
INT. WINTERFELL – PASSAGE – SAME
Sam leads the party through the dark passageway, his Heartsbane sword at the ready. Sansa pushes Bran in his chair. Gilly carries Baby Sam. Missandei brings up the rear.
BRIENNE OF TARTH
My lady, do you know where we’re going?
BRANDON STARK
I do. Just follow the passage until it turns.
SANSA STARK
We will journey to White Harbor. Jon and Arya know to meet us there.
They approach another passage. Sam turns back to the group.
SAMWELL TARLY
You all stay here. I’ll be back in a moment.
GILLY
Sam, no.
SAMWELL TARLY
Gilly, I have to make sure the passage is clear for–- [us.]
The SLICE of a spear cuts him off. Behind Sam, a White Walker stands with his spear through Sam’s chest.
Gilly SHRIEKS. Baby Sam CRIES.
Sam looks down at the spear through him, and falls to the ground, dead.
Brienne unsheathes Oathkeeper but struggles to pass Bran’s chair in the narrow passage. Sansa’s eyes widen in horror. She reaches for Heartsbane and slashes at the White Walker. The Valyrian steel blade nicks the creature’s side.
The White Walker looks down in confusion. He CRACKS, then explodes into ice crystals.
Sansa looks down at the sword she holds in her trembling hand.
EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – NIGHT
Grey Worm is winning. Every stroke of his spear is calculated, meticulous. This White Walker doesn’t stand a damn chance.
Grey Worm sends a few more single jabs of his spear to the White Walker’s sides, but he dodges them. Grey Worm pushes the Walker back, putting him on the retreat.
Grey Worm pulls a dragonglass blade from his belt and flings it toward the White Walker, who dodges it.
Suddenly blood drips from Grey Worm’s mouth. His eyes follow it until he sees the spear through his chest.
He looks up again. A second White Walker paces around him to join the first. Grey Worm’s eyes roll up until he’s looking at the night sky.
GREY WORM
Forgive me, Missandei.
He falls to his knees, lifeless. His face falls onto Tormund’s headless body.
The two White Walkers stand in the middle of the courtyard, now filled with dead men.
They raise their arms in the air and the dead Northerners in the courtyard rise again.
Gendry, Edd, and Grey Worm stand at attention, their eyes icy blue. Tormund stands beside them, headless, but a wight all the same.
INT. WINTERFELL – PASSAGE – SAME
Sansa stands in shock, staring at Sam’s lifeless body beside the ice shards on the ground. She holds a now calm Baby Sam, as Gilly kneels beside Sam, clutching his hand and SOBBING. Brienne is now in front of the group, Oathkeeper unsheathed.
Bran pulls on Sansa’s arm to bring her back to reality. His VOICE becomes clearer as he repeats.
BRANDON STARK
Sansa. Sansa. Sansa!
Sansa looks at Bran, who holds the lantern.
BRANDON STARK (CONT’D)
We have to burn him.
Missandei tries comforting Sansa, but to no avail.
MISSANDEI
My lady. We have to leave.
GILLY
Give me the lantern. I’ll burn Sam’s body. I won’t let him become one of those mindless dead fuckers. He’d hate that.
Faint, slow FOOTSTEPS from behind them in the cause everyone to turn around.
Out of the darkness walks Grey Worm, his head low and his spear pointing upward.
MISSANDEI
Thank the gods.
She runs to him.
BRANDON STARK
Missandei, wait.
Missandei doesn’t stop. She’s so happy to see him.
Without looking up, without even moving, Grey spear flying into Missandei’s chest. A SQUEAK as she stops in her tracks. She looks down at the spear, then back up at him.
Grey Worm raises his head so Missandei can see the blue in his eyes before she falls.
Thinking fast, Gilly takes the lantern from Bran and throws it at Grey Worm’s feet. It SHATTERS and both Grey Worm and Missandei’s bodies are suddenly engulfed in flames.
BRANDON STARK (CONT’D)
We need to hurry.
INT. WINTERFELL – CRYPTS – DAY
Dead Ned, Lyanna, and Rickon fight against Jon.
Jon goes for Ned first. Jon parries with Ned. The iron sword sparks against the Valyrian steel. However, Jon is too quick. He dodges Ned’s strike. Then Jon slashes Ned across his mid-section, shattering the phantom into his skeletal parts.
Rickon comes at Jon next. Rickon, like Jon, is fast. But Rickon has no weapon.
Jon chops off Rickon’s arm with Longclaw. He then slashes Rickon’s legs. Rickon slowly crawls toward Jon with his one arm.
Jon readies Longclaw. He kneels.
JON SNOW
I’m sorry I couldn’t save you in time.
Jon cuts Rickon’s head clean off. Then Jon slashes the rest of Rickon’s body into pieces.
Jon rises and turns. He’s staring right at Dead Lyanna. At his birth mother.
He struggles to make the first move.
JON SNOW (CONT’D)
You’re not my mother. You’re just a ghost.
She walks toward him, her arms out.
As Jon approaches her, the Night King reaches into Lyanna’s tomb.
Jon slices through Lyanna, and half of her falls.
The Night King pulls DAWN from Lyanna’s tomb. The shine of its blade momentarily distracts Jon. Lyanna grabs at Jon’s legs.
Jon falls. Longclaw tumbles from Jon’s hand. Lyanna grabs at Jon’s throat, trying to strangle him.
Jon pulls a dragonglass blade from his belt and plunges it into Lyanna’s heart. She crumbles onto him.
Longclaw lies beside Jon on the stone floor. Jon grabs it just in time. Jon instinctively raises Longclaw above his head as the Night King swings the sword Dawn to meet it with a CLANG.
INT. WINTERTOWN – MAESTER’S DWELLING – NIGHT
A panel in the floor is pushed upward and to the side. Brienne emerges, scanning for threats, then reaches down to help Sansa out. Between the two of them they pull Bran’s chair out. Gilly passes up Baby Sam, then pulls herself out.
BRANDON STARK
Give me the child.
Gilly hands Baby Sam to Bran.
SANSA STARK
Can you push Bran? Brienne will need her sword.
GILLY
Sure.
SANSA STARK
The livery is nearby.
Gilly looks out the window.
GILLY
There’s nothing moving out there. All the fighting must be at the walls.
SANSA STARK
Bran, is anyone nearby?
BRANDON STARK
No. We should go now.
Gilly takes hold of Bran’s chair, Baby Sam cooing on his lap. Brienne takes the lead. Sansa, with Heartsbane, goes last.
INT. WINTERTOWN – LIVERY – DAY
Through the large windows it’s clear that Wintertown is deserted, with nothing but destroyed wights littering the streets. Brienne helps Gilly and Baby Sam into a wheelhouse.
Together, Brienne and Sansa lift Bran in his chair. No one says a word, as though they’re all afraid that the Night King might hear them if they break the silence.
Brienne leans close and speaks only to Sansa.
BRIENNE OF TARTH
My lady, I must go back to Winterfell.
SANSA STARK
You can’t.
BRIENNE OF TARTH
The people of Wintertown took their horses when they fled. These stables are empty.
Sansa looks around and squares her shoulders.
SANSA STARK
I will go.
BRIENNE OF TARTH
No, my lady–- (I made an oath.)
SANSA STARK
I won’t leave them defenseless. Bran is the–- (Three-eyed Raven.)
BRANDON STARK
You need to stay.
Suddenly there are noises from outside — HOOFBEATS as a horse gallops closer.
Brienne draws Oathkeeper and pushes Sansa behind her, though Sansa still clutches Heartsbane with an iron grip.
The horse comes to a stop right outside, and the door to the livery is flung open.
BRIENNE OF TARTH
Announce yourself!
A mounted Sandor Clegane edges around the doorway, his sword drawn. He’s clutching an unconscious Arya to his chest, her face hidden against him.
SANDOR CLEGANE
(to Sansa)
You going to gut me, little bird? Never knew you had such claws.
BRIENNE OF TARTH
Clegane. Who is that?
SANDOR CLEGANE
She was burned in the fighting. Came to get a wagon for her.
Sansa gasps.
SANSA STARK
Arya! Is she–- (dead)?
SANDOR CLEGANE
No. Just a new face is all.
SANSA STARK
Can your horse pull one of these wagons alone?
SANDOR CLEGANE
Aye. Not a wheelhouse, but a wagon sure enough.
SANSA STARK
You’ll come with us then?
SANDOR CLEGANE
Someone has to look after her.
He hands Arya to Brienne and dismounts.
SANDOR CLEGANE (CONT’D)
(grumbling)
Don’t know when I became sworn shield to the Stark girls, but one of you better start paying me soon.
Sansa smiles.
SANSA STARK
Brienne, help him. Bran, Arya, and the baby will ride. The rest of us will walk.
GILLY
And your brother?
Sansa’s calm facade cracks, but she tries not to show it.
SANSA STARK
We’ll meet him in White Harbor.
EXT. SKY – SAME
Daenerys circles Winterfell on Drogon. Her eyes are searching for Jon.
Instead she sees small, moving entities coming over a hill north of Winterfell. Some crawl, others walk. All have azure blue eyes.
WHITE WALKER CHILDREN –- Baby Sam’s Craster brothers.
Daenerys watches as they swarm the Dothraki and Unsullied soldiers.
EXT. WINTERFELL – SAME
The Dothraki and Unsullied are overwhelmed by the White Walker children. They fight them with their spears, swords, and arakhs, but the children are resilient.
EXT. SKY – SAME
Daenerys circles Winterfell one last time to look for Jon. When she can’t find him, she flies lower.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Dracarys.
Drogon breathes fire onto the White Walker children to relieve her armies of the threat.
The children SCREECH as they burn.
INT. WINTERFELL – CRYPTS – SAME
The Night King pauses in the midst of his fight with Jon. He shuts his eyes. Jon prepares to strike while he’s distracted.
The SCREECHES of the children echo through the crypts. Jon covers his ears –- it’s so loud.
The Night King’s demeanor shifts. Determination.
He raises his arms slowly. Jon, with his hands still over his ears, knows something bad is about to happen.
The ground shakes.
Tombs around Jon break open with a CRACK of stone. Jon’s dead Northern ancestors –- the Kings of Winter –- rise from their graves as wights, their icy blue eyes breaking the darkness with their glow.
Once the dead emerge and swarm to Jon, the Night King turns his back on Jon and leaves.
As he fights, Jon tries to escape. He runs back the way he came, with the dead chasing him.
EXT. WINTERFELL – COURTYARD – NIGHT
Jon sprints out of the passage. The dead follow. One wight reaches for Jon’s shoulder. He turns around, splits the wight in half, and keeps running.
Rhaegal lands in the courtyard, right in front of Jon.
Jon looks at the remainder of his men fighting this losing battle.
JON SNOW
Retreat! Retreat!
Jon mounts Rhaegal, who is now breathing fire onto Jon’s wight ancestors.
Daenerys lands Drogon. She hears the CLANGING of swords together. Jaime and Jorah fight alongside one another.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Jorah!
ACROSS THE COURTYARD…
Jorah hears her. He looks at her, then to Jon on Rhaegal.
JORAH MORMONT
Lannister, let’s go.
He pulls Jaime’s arm. Jaime looks to Jorah, then past him to the dragons. Jorah and Jaime run to Drogon and climb onto him.
Daenerys and Jon exchange a look.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Valahd.
Both Drogon and Rhaegal take off.
EXT. SKY – CONTINUOUS
Jon struggles to fly Rhaegal, who has never had a rider before. Jon looks down to Winterfell once he gets his bearings. Most of the Northern fighters are still fighting.
Jon looks to Daenerys, but she already knows.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Dracarys.
Drogon breathes fire in a long line between the wights, the White Walker children, and the Northern fighters.
Daenerys speaks to Rhaegal.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
Dracarys.
Rhaegal burns down the East Gate so that the Northern fighters can run through it. Once they do, Rhaegal burns the rest of the Eastern Wall to the ground. This creates a barrier between Winterfell’s interior and Wintertown.
Jon watches as his childhood home is burned to the ground.
EXT. NORTH OF WINTERFELL – NIGHT
The Night King stands north of Winterfell, watching the castle burn.
He SCREECHES to his remaining children and wights.
The Night King’s creatures feel the sound through their bodies as they turn back in his direction. They start to march out of the North Gate and north of Winterfell.
The Night King stays motionless. He looks up to the sky, where he sees Jon on Rhaegal.
EXT. SKY – NIGHT
Jon, on Rhaegal, rides south toward White Harbor. He feels compelled to turn around, one last time. When he does…
EXT. NORTH OF WINTERFELL – NIGHT
…the Night King is staring right at Jon Snow.
CUT TO BLACK.
END OF EPISODE 803