ACT THREE
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – CAMP – DAY
Gilly sits by a fire with other WILDLING WOMEN and their CHILDREN. She rocks a crying BABY SAM in her arms, trying to calm him.
GILLY
Shhhh. I’m here. I’ve got you. I know you’re hungry. I’m hungry, too.
Gilly undoes her cloak. She frees her breast and Sam latches on. Gilly’s face contorts in pain as Sam tries to feed.
Sam gives up and starts crying again. Gilly lets a sob break through. She can’t keep it in any longer.
GILLY (CONT’D)
Sam Tarly, you promised to stay with us.
From the distance, Jon watches as Gilly and her son mourn the loss of Samwell Tarly.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – ROYAL TENT – DAY
Jon enters his tent to find Daenerys lying in bed, not yet ready to face the day. He leans over the bed with a small crock covered with a threadbare towel.
JON SNOW
I brought porridge. I don’t even know if you like porridge. But it’s all we have here to break the fast.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I’m not hungry.
Jon sets the crock down on the bedside table. He smooths her short hair back.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN (CONT’D)
Don’t look at me. I just can’t eat.
JON SNOW
I don’t have anything to give you. I have no home, no lands. I can’t even give you a decent meal.
This gets a small smile from Daenerys. She sits up to meet his face.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Porridge is not my favorite. There are other things you give me. And one in particular.
JON SNOW
I’ve been a bastard all my life. I’ve never known my place in this world until now.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I remember wondering what my destiny was. Then I thought I knew. And now I question it again.
JON SNOW
Your hair doesn’t make you a queen.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Ruling well, freeing slaves, winning battles, conquering–- (people.)
JON SNOW
Those are jobs. It’s the fire in you that makes you queen. My Queen.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
You already bent the knee. You’re not good at it. There is too much Northerner in you. Maybe too much Targaryen.
JON SNOW
I’m bending the knee again.
Daenerys looks confused.
JON SNOW (CONT’D)
I want my child to have a name, a title.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Are you saying you want to–- (get married)?
JON SNOW
I want a family with you. Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen, First of Her Name, Heir to the Iron Throne, the Unburnt, the Mother of Dragons, the mother of my child –- will you (be my wife?)
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I don’t deserve most of those titles anymore.
Jon reaches for her hands.
JON SNOW
Deserve? Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen takes what is rightfully hers. And I will fight alongside you. If you’ll have me.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Yes. You are mine.
They meet for a loving kiss, the promise of a future together permeating the air.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – WOLF’S DEN – DAY
The Godswood is covered in falling snow. Sansa stands with Arya on one side of the weirwood tree. Arya uses a wooden crutch to stand. Bran sits in his chair on the other side, captivated by the tree’s roots.
Jon stands in front of Davos. He waits as Daenerys walks toward him dressed in a long white fur coat. Her short hair hangs in natural waves. She meets Jon in front of the weirwood and he takes her hand.
DAVOS SEAWORTH
We come together today to unite two beings here under the Old Gods and the New.
Bran’s attention remains on the weirwood. He can’t resist. He touches the tree.
EXT. WESTEROS – KING’S LANDING – DAY – VISION
King’s Landing stands in the distance, snow falling. The Army of the Dead marches toward the city, their numbers greater than ever.
Wights follow blindly as White Walkers ride on their decaying steeds. The Night King leads his army toward his prey.
END VISION.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – WOLF’S DEN – DAY
Jon and Daenerys hold hands as Davos wraps a silk ribbon around them, sealing their union.
DAVOS SEAWORTH
Let it be known that Daenerys of House Targaryen and Jon of House Stark and House Targaryen are one heart, one flesh, one soul.
Davos finishes tying the ribbon and holds their united hands.
DAVOS SEAWORTH (CONT’D)
Cursed be he who would seek to tear them asunder.
Bran sits, his eyes rolled to their whites.
EXT. WESTEROS – KING’S LANDING – DAY – VISION
Bran walks up to the Night King, unafraid. A disturbing eagerness quickens his steps. The Night King lunges for Bran, placing an icy hand on his forehead. Bran freezes.
END VISION.
INT. WHITE HARBOR – WOLF’S DEN – DAY
At the ceremony, Bran opens his eyes. Instead of milky white, his eyes have turned AZURE BLUE.
JON SNOW
I am hers and she is mine. From this day, until the end of my days.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
I am his and he is mine. From this day, until the end of my days.
Jon and Daenerys look in each other’s eyes for the first time as husband and wife. Jon leans in to kiss Daenerys but stops. Icicles faintly ring in the air.
Jon looks over Daenerys’s shoulder and straight at Bran. Bran stares right back with those eerily familiar blue eyes.
A disturbing smile spreads across Bran’s face. In this moment Jon knows who he is looking at –- the Night King.
The icicles ring louder as Jon remains longer in the Night King’s thrall. Jon wants to kill the Night King and end this war. End the pain.
Jon breaks eye contact and looks back at Daenerys. He chooses her in this moment. He chooses his family.
Daenerys gives him a confused smile. Without looking back, Jon pulls her in for a passionate kiss to celebrate their union.
The Night King’s smile fades. He has lost this round.
With a sharp breath, Bran’s eyes turn back to dark brown. He jerks his hand away from the Godswood.
Sansa and Arya smile as Jon and Daenerys turn to face their family.
EXT. WHITE HARBOR – NIGHT
The remaining survivors celebrate the new marriage. MEN and WOMEN dance around the fires as a MUSICIAN plays a jaunty tune.
Jon and Daenerys sit at the head table, watching the festivities. Daenerys smiles, enjoying her guests’ merriment. Jon sits in silence, distracted.
Sansa walks up to the couple with a gift.
SANSA STARK
For you, My Queen. A gown of the finest furs in the North to keep you warm.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
It’s beautiful. Jon tells me you are quite the seamstress. Did you make it yourself?
SANSA STARK
I did not, Your Grace. We had not the time nor the supplies. But I look forward to the chance to make you one soon.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
As do I. Thank you, Sansa.
Sansa curtsies. When she looks up, Sansa gives her brother a smile. Jon does his best to return it.
AT ANOTHER TABLE, the Hound sits alone, a large drink in hand. Arya limps over and sits next to him.
ARYA STARK
Give it here.
Arya motions for his drink. With a roll of his eyes he hands it to her. Arya takes an impressive gulp and sets it down with a thud. She belches loudly.
SANDOR CLEGANE
Very impressive, milady.
AT THE HEAD TABLE, a sheepish Jorah walks up to Daenerys and Jon. He has an old book in his hand.
JORAH MORMONT
During my time at the Citadel, I came across songs and histories of the House Targaryen. I hope you both find it useful.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Thank you, Ser Jorah. Once again you have given me a wedding gift I will cherish.
Jorah looks to Jon and bows.
JON SNOW
My wife and I will enjoy learning more about our shared history. Thank you.
Jorah nods before leaving them.
ACROSS THE ROOM, Jaime watches from a secluded table as soldiers from different armies intermingle. He notices Brienne sitting by Sansa.
Brienne senses Jaime watching her. She turns. Brienne raises her cup. Jaime raises his cup. They both take a drink.
AT THE HEAD TABLE, Varys carries an ornate crate to Jon and Daenerys.
VARYS
For the King and Queen of Westeros.
He opens the crate to reveal a single DRAGON EGG, its scaly exterior a deep red. Gasps can be heard from the crowd as Daenerys stares in wonder at her new gift.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Where did you get this?
VARYS
The crypts of Winterfell, Your Grace. I heard legend of a prince who came to Winterfell on the dragon Vermax. This dragon laid his eggs and the prince hid them in the crypts, though it was never known why.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
And you found them.
VARYS
Just the one. I was waiting for the right time to present it to you. Your wedding seemed most opportune.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
Thank you, Varys. Truly.
Varys bows and backs away.
JON SNOW
Dragon eggs weren’t the only thing hidden in the crypts. When I was facing the Night King, he pulled a sword out of my mother’s tomb. The hilt of the blade had a yellow marking on it. Almost like a–- [sun].
JAIME LANNISTER
A sun.
JON SNOW
You know it?
JAIME LANNISTER
The last Sword of the Morning knighted me with it. Ser Arthur Dayne. I’d never forget it. You saw the Sword of Dawn.
JON SNOW
Aye. My father… Ned Stark spoke of Ser Dayne.
(MORE)
JON SNOW (CONT’D)
He died at the Tower of Joy. What else do you know about this sword Dawn?
JAIME LANNISTER
When he placed it on my shoulder, the blade singed my cloak.
JON SNOW
The blade is hot?
Varys is intrigued by this revelation.
JAIME LANNISTER
It was said to have been forged from a fallen star.
BRANDON STARK
Lightbringer.
BRIENNE OF TARTH
That was the name of Stannis Baratheon’s sword.
BRANDON STARK
A false name. And a false king.
DAVOS SEAWORTH
The Red Woman saw Lightbringer in the flames. She had Stannis plunge his sword into the burning relics of the Seven.
DAENERYS TARGARYEN
And did it burn?
DAVOS SEAWORTH
Theatrics, if you ask me.
BRANDON STARK
When Darkness first lay over the world, a hero, Azor Ahai, worked for a hundred days and nights forging his blade. To temper it, he plunged it into his wife’s living heart. All her love, her passion, her soul went into the steel. The blade caught fire and Lightbringer was born.
Jon takes Daenerys’ hand in his.
BRIENNE OF TARTH
This sword. It was forged to defeat the darkness?
BRANDON STARK
The Others.
JON SNOW
And the Night King has it.
The party grows quiet. The joy of the night gone and replaced with silent terror.
END OF ACT THREE