ACT FOUR
INT. RED KEEP – THRONE ROOM – NIGHT
Daenerys is overwhelmed by the destruction. She turns to Varys.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Where is Jon?
VARYS
He flew to the Gods Eye, intent on avenging you and killing the Night King.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
He’s in for quite a shock.
VARYS
Of a lifetime.
(beat)
I am overjoyed that you and your child live again. I wish you both and your husband many happy years.
Screams of anguish from the smallfolk in the streets rip through the moment.
Daenerys moves toward the pain.
EXT. KING’S LANDING – NIGHT
Drogon’s body is a massive silhouette against the burning city. It is torn and bloody.
MISCREANTS approach. The LEADER brandishes a knife.
EXT. RED KEEP – BATTLEMENTS – NIGHT
Daenerys looks over her city. Varys by her side.
Wights attack every living thing. People try to fend them off. Most are too wounded and succumb to death. The lucky ones fall into flames. The rest change into wights themselves.
Near Daenerys, two men wrestle in the bloody mud.
VARYS
Cities in the wake of a war need good leaders to pull them out.
(MORE)
VARYS (CONT’D)
Most people think it’s the winner who makes the dynasty, but it’s the one who rebuilds.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
That’s not me.
VARYS
You gathered armies, freed slaves, and journeyed across the Narrow Sea to find your destiny. Now you turn your back?
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
They deserve someone better. A leader who didn’t just burn their city to ash and ruin. I’m not worthy of them.
VARYS
If that were true, you’d still be lying dead at the foot of that godforsaken chair your ancestors built.
A HORN sounds in the distance. Daenerys and Varys look for its source. ATHCHO arrives, flanked by a small contingent of Dothraki.
Riding proudly, Athcho leads his people through the streets.
Athcho finds his Khalessi. When Daenerys nods, he motions to his men. They fan out, helping the wounded and fighting the bone men.
EXT. KING’S LANDING – NIGHT
The leader of the miscreants approaches Drogon’s body. Firelight glints off the steel of his knife.
Drogon’s wing TWITCHES, sending ripples through the dragon’s body. The men draw back in fear and awe.
EXT. RED KEEP – STREETS – NIGHT
Athcho parries with a wight, slicing him down.
A CHILD screams from a burning shack. Athcho sheathes his blade and rushes to her aid. The flames are too intense — he stumbles back from the heat.
Athcho prepares to brave the flames again, when a HAND lands on his shoulder.
It’s Daenerys Targaryen.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Fire cannot harm the dragon.
Dany walks into the fire. In a moment, she returns with the child in her arms. She shields the young one from the flames with her unburnt arms.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
Take all the wounded to the Dragonpit. Set up a healing center there. Any strong enough to fight, attack those bone men and show them you are worthy of your braids.
The Dothraki around her cry out their approval. The smallfolk marvel.
EXT. KING’S LANDING – NIGHT
Drogon’s eye FLICKS open and shut, almost too quickly for anyone to see.
Almost.
The miscreants run for their lives, or fall to their knees. Drogon’s wings SNAP open to their full breadth.
EXT. ISLE OF FACES – NIGHT
Jon and the Night King parry, fighting to the death. They are evenly matched in power and ability. Their blades are a frantic blur of precision fighting.
As Jon raises Ice for another blow, the Night King kicks Jon in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
Jon struggles to his feet as––
The Night King places a hand in the snow. A rumbling comes from deep in the earth, until––
The oldest weirwood tree SPLITS in half.
The Children of the Forest cry out, as though they have been split as well.
The Night King rains blows on Jon.
With a SHRIEK, Rhaegal and Viserion swoop over the clearing. They fight, shooting bursts of flame and snapping at one another.
Rhaegal whips his tail around, clipping Viserion in the wing. Rhaegal’s jaws clamp around the icy neck.
Jon gains strength from his dragon’s victory. He pushes back on the attack.
The Night King lets out an icy ROAR and races at Jon, scrabbling to claw the Valyrian steel out of Jon’s chest.
Their blows are deadly in the snow. Ghost races in, leaping at the Night King to knock him over––
The Night King slices at the direwolf’s fur, leaving a deep red gash in Dawn’s wake.
Jon takes the distraction and swings Ice against the Night King’s leg, chopping it off at the knee. The Night King falls to his knee, staring at Jon in amazement.
With a mighty blow, Ice knocks Dawn from the Night King’s grasp.
Jon PLUNGES his fist into the Night King’s chest.
Slowly, inch by inch, he pulls that ancient dragonglass from the Night King.
The Children marvel.
The Night King falls to his knees. He watches Viserion slowly dissolve into snow, flakes twisting away on the wind as though that’s all they ever were.
EXT. RED KEEP – STREETS – DAWN
Dothraki soldiers fight the wights.
Covered in ash and blood, Daenerys carries the child she saved.
Suddenly, the wights fall. Nothing but dust in the air. The Dothraki and smallfolk gaze in wonder.
Daenerys, still holding the child she rescued, looks to the sky, looks north.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Jon.
Then, she hears a mighty roar.
Drogon SOARS over the city.
Daenerys sees her child, overjoyed he survived.
Drogon lands near his mother.
She approaches him. She touches his muzzle.
Tentatively, the girl in her arms raises her small hand, placing it next to Daenerys’ on Drogon.
Dany turns to see the smallfolk watching, apprehensive. This is the pair that burned their city to the ground, and the pair that saved it.
Varys steps forward.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
Come forward, my lord.
VARYS
Your Grace.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I presume your little birds are tucked away safely in the city?
VARYS
You presume correctly.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Send them out and tell the world what has happened here. Tell them that Daenerys Targaryen, first of her name, the Unburnt, Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains and Mother of Dragons, has been reborn out of the fires of the long night.
VARYS
What shall I tell them of your reign?
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Let all know that so long as they steal no property and take no lives, they have nothing to fear from me. They will live as free people.
Daenerys speaks to the crowd.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
If you’ll have me as your queen, I will devote my life to serving you. Keeping you fed in famine, clothed in winter. I will break the wheel that has kept you down your entire lives.
(beat)
But only if you’ll have me.
Silence. A silence that seems to stretch for an eternity. Then, a VOICE from the crowd.
VOICE
My Queen! My Queen! My Queen!
On and on the voice chants, more voices joining with each repetition. Soon the whole crowd is cheering their support.
Varys disappears into the crowd to send the message out.
Daenerys Targaryen has been chosen.
EXT. ISLE OF FACES – DAWN
The Night King looks at the coming dawn. His body slowly fades into snow and air.
Jon looks at the dragonglass arrow in his fist. He crushes it into dust.
He looks at the cracked weirwood tree. He sees the body of the Hound, Bran’s blood-streaked face. Arya’s burns and frostbite. The weeping gash across Ghost’s belly.
This is only a fraction of the cost of the Great War.
EXT. KING’S LANDING – DAY – ESTABLISHING
The capital is still frozen and snowy, but it’s a winter far less harsh than what the Long Night promised.
The dead have been cleared from the streets. People go about their lives. Children laugh and throw snowballs.
Throughout the city, maesters meet with Builders. They plan the city’s reconstruction.
This is a King’s Landing at peace with itself and the outside world.
INT. RED KEEP – QUEEN’S CHAMBERS – DAY
Simple yet elegant chambers, worthy of a queen who broke the wheel. Daenerys stares out the window, listening to her city.
A knock at the door.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Enter.
Jorah opens the door. The look on his face gets Daenerys’ attention. Hope rises on her face.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
Is it him?
He opens the door wider.
There stands Arya. Daenerys’ face falls. Arya steps in the room. Jorah gives a small bow, closes the door behind him.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
Is he dead?
ARYA STARK
No.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Then why isn’t he here?
ARYA STARK
I’m here to tell you his goodbye. You won’t be seeing Jon again.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
So the raven was true.
ARYA STARK
Yes.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Jon said his child wouldn’t be a bastard, but now he abandons him?
ARYA STARK
He thought you were dead and it was the only way to win the war.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
When we can travel, I will take his son to him.
ARYA STARK
You cannot. He’s not Jon anymore.
Daenerys turns away, tears welling in her eyes.
ARYA STARK (CONT’D)
The Starks pledge their support to House Targaryen.
(a beat)
We are family now.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
You are so much like him.
(a beat)
What will you do now?
EXT. KING’S LANDING – STREETS – DAY
Arya walks the streets of the capital, seamlessly weaving through the tight throng of people.
A BLIND BEGGAR CHILD sits in the snow, covered by a thin shawl.
Arya puts coins in his bowl. She takes her outermost cloak and drapes it around the child.
Arya puts a hand in her bag as she stands and looks at the crowd of people. She looks back down at the beggar child, face hidden.
When she turns back, her face has changed.
A stranger walks down the streets of Kings Landing, Needle swaying from her hip.
EXT. GREYJOY SHIP – DAY
Yara stares across the rolling waves. The distant shore is frozen white. They’ve sailed north.
A SAILOR brings Theon’s body on a slab to a break in the railings.
The CREW assembles as Yara steps forward.
YARA GREYJOY
You were an Ironborn, and a man of Winterfell. We lay you to rest in the northern sea.
She pushes the slab forward and dumps Theon’s body into the sea.
YARA GREYJOY (CONT’D)
Be at peace with the knowledge I will do better for the Iron Islands than our father.
She hears a scuffle behind her. A sailor pushes forward a YOUNG GIRL.
YARA GREYJOY (CONT’D)
What’s this now?
SAILOR
Found her hiding below deck.
YARA GREYJOY
A stowaway? Do you know what we do to stowaways, girl? What’s your name?
The Young Girl stares defiantly.
YOUNG GIRL
Dany.
YARA GREYJOY
Interesting. We’ve just got a new queen with a similar name. Where are you from?
YOUNG GIRL
King’s Landing. I saw you fight that other man. I want you to teach me.
YARA GREYJOY
You want to fight and sail? It’s a hard life, girl. Best we drop you at the nearest port.
YOUNG GIRL
I won’t.
YARA GREYJOY
You want to be my ward? I won’t go easy on you.
YOUNG GIRL
I’ll do whatever it takes.
Yara ponders a moment, extends her hand.
YARA GREYJOY
Welcome aboard, Dany.
She leads Dany up to the helm and lets the girl grasp it, guide it over the waters.
EXT. ISLE OF FACES – DAY
The weirwood grove is destroyed, the oldest tree cracked in half.
The Children of the Forest circle the perimeter. Ash leads them in a magical chant.
The edges of the grove flicker. Slowly, the feet of the Children disappear. As though a curtain of invisibility is being drawn upward.
Inside the curtain is dark. As it closes, Ash looks up for a final glimpse of the light.
Slowly, the Children and the grove disappear. Sealed off from the world so their existence might fade in peace.
The curtain seals, leaving only snowy hills behind. Not a trace of the heart tree nor the stone formations remains.
EXT. WINTERFELL RUINS – DAY
Bran Stark places his hands on a recently constructed foundation of Winterfell’s walls. He closes his eyes and whispers an incantation.
Waves of glistening LIGHT radiate from Bran’s hands. The light spreads over the stones…
…as Sansa watches. The light dissipates and Bran sits back in his chair. Bran stares for a beat.
BRANDON STARK
Yes. As long as there is a Stark in Winterfell.
SANSA STARK
Yes, what?
BRANDON STARK
You wanted to know if the magic will keep the Night King out.
SANSA STARK
Jon is a Stark.
BRANDON STARK
Jon is the Night King…
A wolf HOWLS in the distance.
BRANDON STARK (CONT’D)
…just as I’m the Three-eyed Raven. And you are the Lady of Winterfell.
SANSA STARK
The other Night King came back.
BRANDON STARK
After thousands of years.
SANSA STARK
What happened once can happen again. Tell me what you see.
BRANDON STARK
The sun is setting on the Children of the Forest. Their magic will fade. Beyond that, it isn’t written yet.
Sansa nods, satisfied. She turns to watch the stonemasons reconstruct Winterfell’s walls.
Bran looks north, as if he is keeping a sorrowful secret.
EXT. THE WALL – NIGHT
Jon Snow stands atop the Wall, his hardened face gazing south.
Below, masons carve mammoth blocks of ice. They place the blocks in the breach made by Viserion.
Ghost appears, silent as ever. He looks up at Jon. Red eyes meet blue.
Jon nods. He turns to face the vast North. He and Ghost begin the descent into his empty kingdom.
INT. RED KEEP – THRONE ROOM – DAY
The throne room has been rebuilt. The room itself is full of nobles, craftsmen, and smallfolk alike. They mingle, discussing affairs.
Daenerys sits on the dais, pregnant enough to show. She negotiates peace talks between two merchants. They shake hands, bow to her in thanks. She sends them away.
Varys approaches.
VARYS
Your restoration efforts are unlike any this city has seen. The people wish to thank you. A gift for you.
He motions to QUEENSGUARDS behind him. They carry a large object forward, covered by a drape.
Varys unveils…
…a crib.
Daenarys steps down to examine the gift.
The wood is stained an impossible red, revealing a grain that ripples like Valyrian steel.
Three of the posts are topped with ornately carved dragon heads. The fourth a white direwolf with red eyes.
VARYS (CONT’D)
The people love you.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Please thank the artisans who crafted such a masterful work. The heir will have many sound nights’ sleep protected in such a cradle.
Daenerys runs a hand over the direwolf figure as she touches her stomach.
INT. RED KEEP – QUEEN’S CHAMBERS – NIGHT
Drogon soars in the sky outside the window, a flying speck.
Daenerys is alone in the room, the fires burning low. She should be asleep.
The crib has been moved in.
Dany goes to a chest at the foot of her bed, opens it. Inside is Varys’ wedding gift –– the Winterfell crypt dragon egg. She runs her fingers over the azure scales, picks it up.
Daenerys places the dragon egg inside the empty crib where it will wait for the heir.
Dany stares out at her city, lights burning brightly against the night.
CUT TO BLACK.
END OF SERIES