Game of Thrones

What are they doing with the bodies?

Get back to work.

No. I've been here for weeks.

I'm not scrubbing one more corpse

until you tell me why I'm doing it.

You will know why.

- When? - When it's time, not before.

Get back to work.

When do I get to play the game?

Game?

The game. The Game of Faces.

You tried already. You failed.

I didn't even know I was playing.

Who are you?

No one.

Get back to work.

Who are you?

What are you doing here? How did you get here?

I'm from Westeros just like you.

Daughter of a lord just like you.

Except I was an only child.

Heir to his fortune.

My mother died.

My father remarried and his new wife

gave birth to a girl.

My stepmother didn't want any rivals for her precious daughter,

so she tried to kill me with poison.

I found out.

Sought help from the Faceless Men.

And my father was widowed again.

I've been serving them ever since.

Was that true or a lie?

What?

Did you believe every word I said?

Get back to work.

Jaqen: Who are you?

Who are you?

Arya.

And where did you come from?

Westeros.

My family home is Winterfell.

I'm the youngest daughter of a great lord,

Eddard Stark.

He died in battle.

A lie.

After he was executed, I fled the capital.

Had to kill a stable boy.

Drove my sword through his back.

A lie.

I stabbed him in the gut.

I tried to find my mother and brother,

but I never did.

They were murdered by Walder Frey.

An outlaw kidnapped me, a man called Polliver.

A man called the Hound. Sandor Clegane.

He tried to sell me, but was wounded in a fight.

He begged me to kill him, but I wouldn't.

I left him in the mountains to die.

I wanted him to suffer. I hated him.

I hated him.

That's not a lie!

A girl lies to me,

to the Many-Faced God, to herself.

Does she truly want to be no one?

Yes.

I'm not playing this stupid game anymore!

We never stop playing.

So, those villages we were supposed to find?

We can't live on berries and roots.

I can.

You're not hungry?

Of course I'm hungry.

You're an awful travelling companion, do you know that?

Possibly the least charming man I've ever met.

I'm not your travelling companion.

We are travelling together in each other's company, therefore...

Do you ever shut up?

I sailed from King's Landing to Pentos in a crate

without ever saying a word.

Why?

It never occurred to you to ask why until now?

You never wondered why Tyrion Lannister

decided to visit a brothel in Volantis?

I'm sure you visited many brothels in many cities.

I killed my father.

He wanted to execute me for a crime I didn't commit.

And he was fucking the woman I loved.

As miserable as you are, Mormont,

at least your father was a good man.

What do you know about my father?

I met him. I visited the Wall.

When I asked him about his men,

he knew all their stories, every one of them.

He actually cared about the people under his command.

How do they put it in the Watch?

"We shall never see his like again."

Oh, you didn't know.

I'm sorry. I am.

How?

I only know what I heard.

How?

He was leading an expedition beyond the Wall.

There was a mutiny.

He was murdered by his own men.

We better keep moving.

Valar morghulis.

Valar dohaeris.

I have nowhere else to go.

I've taken her to every healer in Braavos.

I've spent every penny I had.

She suffers every day of her life.

I just want it to end.

It hurts.

I know.

Don't be afraid.

I used to be like you.

I was sick.

I was dying.

But my father never gave up on me.

He loved me

more than anything in the world,

just like your father loves you.

So he brought me here.

My father prayed to the Many-Faced God.

And I drank the water from his fountain.

It healed me.

I've devoted my life to him now.

You don't want to hurt anymore?

Drink.

Jaqen: Is a girl ready?

To give up her ears, her nose, her tongue?

Her hopes and dreams, her loves and hates?

All that makes a girl who she is?

Forever?

No.

A girl is not ready to become no one.

But she is ready to become someone else.

Why Daenerys? Why is she worth all this?

As I recall, the Mormonts fought against the Targaryens

during Robert's Rebellion.

Do you believe in anything?

I believe in lots of things.

In something greater than ourselves, I mean.

The gods, destiny.

Do you believe there's a plan for this world?

No.

Neither did I.

I was a cynic just like you.

Then I saw a girl step into a great fire

with three stone eggs.

When the fire burned out, I thought I'd find her blackened bones.

Instead, I saw her, Daenerys,

alive and unhurt, holding her baby dragons.

Have you ever heard baby dragons singing?

No.

It's hard to be a cynic after that.

Doesn't mean she's going to be a great queen.

No, it doesn't.

The Targaryens are famously insane.

What if she conquers the world? Then what?

1,000 years of peace and prosperity?

First we have to conquer the world.

We?

All right, let's assume your dreams come true.

She's ecstatic when you bring her this enemy dwarf.

She hacks off my head and restores your position.

You command her army, sail to Westeros,

defeat all your enemies and watch her climb those steps

and sit on the Iron Throne.

Hurrah. Long live the queen. Then what?

Then she rules.

So a woman who has not spent a single day of her adult life

in Westeros becomes the ruler of Westeros? That's justice?

- She's the rightful heir. - Why?

Because her father, who burned living men for amusement, was the king?

- That's a slave ship. - Why are they anchored?

They probably came ashore for...

Man: Water.

Got a lot of fight in you, huh?

Salt mines?

Yeah, that or a galley slave.

He looks strong enough.

What about the dwarf?

Worthless.

Cut his throat.

Wait. Wait. Wait, wait, wait! Let's discuss this.

And then chop off his cock.

We'll sell it for a fortune.

A dwarf's cock has magic powers.

Wait! Wait!

Wait, wait, wait!

You can't just hand a dry cock to a merchant

and expect him to pay for it.

He has to know it came from a dwarf.

And how could he know unless he sees the dwarf?

It will be a dwarf-sized cock.

Guess again.

The dwarf lives until we find a cock merchant.

Queen Daenerys has outlawed slavery.

We're bound for Volantis, not Slaver's Bay.