[美剧赏析] 权力的游戏<Game of Thrones>完全赏析 (7-8)

最近阿伟看多了五毛动画，突然想看看那些成熟的动画是怎样的，于是决定看几部美剧。
GoT是阿伟选择的第一站，由于这部作品的亮点非常的多，所以会进行全面的解析，这已

经不单纯是剧透的级别了。所以如果诸位朋友没有完整的看过这部片，先去看一看吧。

He's attacked one of my brothers and abducted the other. Tell your wife to return that little shit of an Imp to King's Landing. What about Jaime Lannister? I'm half a kingdom in debt to his bloody father. We'll talk when I return from the hunt. The hunt? You'll have to sit on the throne while I'm away. You are accused of hiring a man to slay my son Bran in his bed. I demand a trial by combat. - You have that right. - Do I have a volunteer? I'll stand for the dwarf. Grand Maester Pycelle. Send a raven to Casterly Rock. Inform Tywin Lannister that he has been summoned to court to answer for the crimes of Gregor Clegane or be branded an enemy of the Crown and a traitor to the realm. Fight! I'm sending you both back to Winterfell. What? I'm supposed to marry Prince Joffrey. He'll be the greatest king that ever was, a golden lion. And I'll give him sons with beautiful blond hair. "Lord Orys Baratheon, black of hair." "Axel Baratheon, black of hair." "Robert Baratheon, black of hair." "Joffrey Baratheon, golden-haired." I want what I came for. I want the crown he promised me. - No, Dany, please! - A crown for a king. Fire cannot kill a dragon. "Summoned to court to answer for the crimes of your bannerman Gregor Clegane, the Mountain"... Uh, "arrive within the fortnight or be branded an enemy of the Crown." Poor Ned Stark... Brave man, terrible judgment. Attacking him was stupid. Lannisters don't act like fools. Are you gonna say something clever? Go on, say something clever. Catelyn Stark took my brother. Why is he still alive? - Tyrion? - Ned Stark. One of our men interfered, speared him through the leg before I could finish him. Why is he still alive? - It wouldn't have been clean. - Clean. You spend too much time worrying about what other people think of you. I could care less what anyone thinks of me. That's what you want people to think of you. It's the truth. When you hear them whispering "Kingslayer" behind your back-- doesn't it bother you? Of course it bothers me. The lion doesn't concern himself with the opinions of the sheep. I suppose I should be grateful that your vanity got in the way of your recklessness. I'm giving you half of our forces-- You will bring them to Catelyn Stark's girlhood home and remind her that Lannisters pay their debts. I didn't realize you placed such a high value on my brother's life. He's a Lannister. He might be the lowest of the Lannisters, but he's one of us. And every day that he remains a prisoner, the less our name commands respect. So the lion does concern himself with the opinions of-- No, it's not an opinion. It's a fact. If another House can seize one of our own and hold him captive with impunity, we are no longer a House to be feared. Your mother's dead. Before long I'll be dead. And you and your brother and your sister and all of her children. All of us dead; all of us rotting in the ground. It's the family name that lives on. It's all that lives on. Not your personal glory, not your honor, but family. Do you understand? Hmm. You're blessed with abilities that few men possess. You are blessed to belong to the most powerful family in the kingdoms. And you are still blessed with youth. And what have you done with these blessings, huh? You've served as a glorified bodyguard for two kings-- one a madman, the other a drunk. The future of our family will be determined in these next few months. We could establish a dynasty that will last a thousand years. Or we could collapse into nothing, as the Targaryens did. I need you to become the man you were always meant to be. Not next year. Not tomorrow. Now. You're in pain. I've had worse, My Lady. Perhaps it's time to go home. The South doesn't seem to agree with you. I know the truth Jon Arryn died for. Do you, Lord Stark? Is that why you called me here, to pose me riddles? Has he done this before? Jaime would have killed him. My brother is worth a thousand of your friend. Your brother... Or your lover? The Targaryens wed brothers and sisters for 300 years to keep bloodlines pure. Jaime and I are more than brother and sister. We shared a womb. We came into this world together. We belong together. My son saw you with him. Do you love your children? - With all my heart. - No more than I love mine. - And they are all Jaime's. - ( Laughs ) Thank the Gods. In the rare event that Robert leaves his whores for long enough to stumble drunk into my bed, I finish him off in other ways. - In the morning, he doesn't remember. - You've always hated him. Hated him? I worshipped him. Every girl in the Seven Kingdoms dreamed of him, but he was mine by oath. And when I finally saw him on our wedding day in the Sept of Baelor, lean and fierce and black-bearded, it was the happiest moment of my life. Then that night he crawled on top of me, stinking of wine and did what he did-- what little he could do-- and whispered in my ear, "Lyanna." Your sister was a corpse and I was a living girl and he loved her more than me. When the King returns from his hunt, I'll tell him the truth. You must be gone by then-- you and your children. I will not have their blood on my hands. Go as far away as you can, with as many men as you can. Because wherever you go, Robert's wrath will follow you. And what of my wrath, Lord Stark? You should have taken the realm for yourself. Jaime told me about the day King's Landing fell. He was sitting in the Iron Throne and you made him give it up. All you needed to do was climb the steps yourself. Such a sad mistake. I've made many mistakes in my life, but that wasn't one of them. Oh, but it was. When you play the Game of Thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground. Come here. Oh yes, oh. Oh yes yes yes. No no no no! Is that what they teach you up in the North? And you-- wherever you're from, do you have any idea how ridiculous you sound? Either of you understand a thing that I'm saying? Yes, My Lord. Let's start over, shall we? You be the man and you be the woman. Well, go ahead. Slowly. You're not fooling them. They just paid you. They know what you are. They know it's all just an act. Your job is to make them forget what they know. That takes time. You need to... Ease into it. Go ahead. Ease into it. He's winning you over in spite of yourself. You're starting to like this. He wants to believe you. He's enjoyed his cock since he was old enough to play with it. Why shouldn't you? He knows he's better than other men. He's always known it deep down inside. Now he has proof. He's so good, he's reaching something deep inside of you that no one even knew was there, overcoming your very nature. Why don't you join us, My Lord? I'm saving myself for another. What she doesn't know won't hurt her. A stupid saying. What we don't know is usually what gets us killed. She must be very beautiful. No, not really. Impeccable bloodlines though. I do believe My Lord's in love. For many years. Most of my life really. Play with her ass. And she loved me too. I was her little confidant, her plaything. She could tell me anything, anything at all. She told me about all the horses that she liked, the castle she wanted to live in and the man that she wanted to marry. A northerner with a jaw like an anvil. ( Moaning ) So I challenged him to a duel. I mean, why not? I'd read all the stories. The little hero always beats the big villain in all the stories. In the end, she wouldn't even let him kill me. "He's just a boy," she said. "Please don't hurt him." So he gave me a nice little scar to remember him by - and off they went. - Is she still married to him? Oh no. He got himself killed before the wedding... ..And she ended up with his brother, an even more impressive specimen. She loves him, I'm afraid. And why wouldn't she? I mean, who could compare to him? He's just so... Good. Do you know what I learned, losing that duel? I learned that I'll never win, not that way. That's their game, their rules. I'm not going to fight them. I'm going to fuck them. That's what I know. That's what I am. And only by admitting what we are can we get what we want. And what do you want? Oh, everything, my dear. Everything there is. Now wash yourselves. Both of you are working tonight. Hmm. ( Footsteps approaching ) You're a very lucky girl. Do you know that? Where I come from, we don't show mercy to criminals. Where I come from, if someone like you attacked a little lord? At low tide we'd lay you on your back on the beach, your hands and feet chained to four stakes. The sea would come in closer and closer. You'd see death creeping toward you a few inches at a time. Where is it you come from? The Iron Islands. They far away? You've never heard of the Iron Islands? Trust me, you've never heard where I'm from neither. "Trust me, My Lord." You're not living in the wilderness anymore. In civilized lands, you refer to your betters by their proper titles. - And what's that? - Lord. Why? Why? What do you mean why? My father is Balon Greyjoy, Lord of the Iron Islands. What's that got to do with you? If your father's lord, how can you be lord too? I will be lord after my father-- so you're not lord now? No, you-- You having a go at me? Is that it? I just don't understand how you Southerners do things. - I'm not a Southerner. - You're from South of the wall. That makes you a Southerner to me. You're an impudent little wench, aren't you? Couldn't say, My Lord. Don't know what "impunent" means. Impudent. It means rude, disrespectful. Do you want to lose that chain? Theon Greyjoy! The lady is our guest. I thought she was our prisoner. Are the two mutually exclusive in your experience? Chances are I won't be nearby the next time that happens. I'm used to worse than him. I'm used to men who could chew that boy up and pick their teeth with his bones. Why did you come here? Didn't mean to come here. Meant to get much further South than this. As far South as South goes, before the long night comes. Why? What are you afraid of? There's things that sleep in the day - and hunt at night. - Owls and Shadowcats and-- I'm not talking about Owls and Shadowcats. The "things" you speak of-- they've been gone for thousands of years. They wasn't gone, old man. They was sleeping. And they ain't sleeping no more. Samwell: I miss girls. Not even talking to them. I never talked to them. Just looking at them, hearing them giggle. Don't you miss girls? Riders. The horn. We have to blow the horn. Why is he alone? One blast for a Ranger returning, two for Wildlings, - three for-- - there's no rider. Whoa, boy, whoa. That's my Uncle Benjen's horse. Where's my Uncle? Ned! It's Robert. We were hunting-- a boar-- Robert: I should have spent more time with you, shown you how to be a man. I was never meant to be a father. Go on. You don't want to see this. My fault. Too much wine, missed my thrust. It stinks. It stinks like death. Don't think I can't smell it. I paid the bastard back, Ned. I drove my knife right through his brain. You ask them if I didn't. Ask them! I want the funeral feast to be the biggest the Kingdoms ever saw. And I want everyone to taste the boar that got me. Now leave us, the lot of you. I need to talk to Ned. - Robert, my sweet-- - Out, all of you! You damned fool. Paper and ink on the table, write down what I say. "In the name of Robert of the House Baratheon, first of--" you know how it goes. Fill in the damn titles. "I hereby command Eddard of House Stark--" titles, titles-- "to serve as Lord Regent and Protector of the Realm upon my death, to rule in my stead until my son Joffrey comes of age." Give it over. Give it to the council after I'm dead. At least they'll say I did this right, this one thing. You'll rule now. You'll hate it worse than I did, but you'll do it well. The girl-- Daenerys. You were right. Varys, Littlefinger, my brother... Worthless. No one to tell me "no" but you. Only you. Let her live. Stop it, if it's not too late. I will. And my son... Help him, Ned. Make him better than me. I'll... I'll do everything I can to honor your memory. My memory. King Robert Baratheon, murdered by a pig. Give me something for the pain and let me die. Give him milk of the poppy. He was reeling from the wine. ( Door closes ) He commanded us to step aside, but... I failed him. No man could have protected him from himself. I wonder, Ser Barristan, who gave the king this wine? His squire, from the king's own skin. His squire? The Lannister boy? Such a dutiful boy to make sure his Grace did not lack refreshment. I do hope the poor lad does not blame himself. His Grace has had a change of heart concerning Daenerys Targaryen. Whatever arrangements you made, unmake them. At once. I'm afraid those birds have flown. The girl is likely dead already. ( Speaking Dothraki ) ...Throne. Throne. Can't you help me make him understand? The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. Have patience, Khaleesi. We will go home, I promise you. My brother was a fool, I know, but he was the rightful heir to the Seven Kingdoms. Have I said something funny, Ser? Forgive me, Khaleesi, but your ancestor Aegon the Conqueror didn't seize six of the kingdoms because they were his right. He had no right to them. He seized them because he could. And because he had dragons. Ah well, having a few dragons makes things easier. - You don't believe it. - Have you ever seen a dragon, Khaleesi? I believe what my eyes and ears report. As for the rest... It was 300 years ago. Who knows what really happened? Now if you'll pardon me, I'll seek out the merchant Captain, see if he has any letters for me. - I'll come with you. - No no, don't trouble yourself. Enjoy the market. I'll rejoin you soon enough. Psst, Jorah the Andal. The spider sends his greetings and his congratulations. A royal pardon-- you can go home now. Merchant: Virzetha gizikhven! Mra qora! Mra qora! My son already has his name, but I'll try your summerwine. Just a taste. My Lady, you are from Westeros. You have the honor of addressing Daenerys of the House Targaryen, Khaleesi of the riding men and princess of the Seven Kingdoms. - Princess. - Rise. I'd still like to taste that wine. That? Dornish swill. Not worthy of a princess. I have a dry red from the Arbor-- nectar of the Gods. Let me give you a cask. Uh-- a gift. You honor me, Ser. The honor-- the honor is all mine. Huh-uh, huh-uh. There are many in your homeland that pray for your return, princess. I hope to repay your kindness someday. - Rakharo. - Huh. - Is something wrong? - I have a thirst. Open it. The wine is for the Khaleesi. It's not for the likes of you. Open it. Pour. It would be a crime to drink a wine this rich without at least giving it time to breathe. Do as he says. As the princess commands. Sweet, isn't it? Can you smell the fruit, Ser? Taste it, My Lord. Tell me that that is not the finest wine that has ever touched your tongue. You first. Me? I'm afraid I am not worthy of the vintage. Besides, it is a poor wine merchant who would drink up his own wares. You will drink. - Khaleesi! - Stop him! Come. You came to us as outlaws, poachers, rapers, killers, thieves. You came alone, in chains, without friends nor honor. You came to us rich and you came to us poor. ( Thunder rumbles ) Some of you bear the names of proud houses, others only bastard names or no names at all. It does not matter. All that is in the past. Here, on the wall, are all one house. - Tonight... - You're allowed to look happy. You're going to be a Ranger. Isn't that what you always wanted? I want to find my Uncle. I know he's alive out there. I know he is. I wish I could help you, but I'm no Ranger. It's the steward's life for me. There's honor in being a steward. Not much, really. But there's food. Here you begin anew. A man of The Night's Watch... Lives his life for the realm. Not for a king, or a lord, or the honor of this house or that house; not for gold nor glory nor a woman's love; but for the realm and all the people in it. You've all learned the words of the vow. Think carefully before you say them. The penalty for desertion is death. You can take your vows here tonight at sunset. Do any of you still keep the old Gods? I do, My Lord. You'll want to take your vow before a heart tree as your Uncle did. Yes, My Lord. You'll find a Weirwood a mile North of the Wall. And your old Gods too, maybe. My Lord, might I go as well? Does house Tarly keep the old Gods? No, My Lord. I was named in the light of the Seven, as my father was and his father before him. Why would you forsake the Gods of your father and your house? The Night's Watch is my house now. The Seven have never answered my prayers. Perhaps the old Gods will. As you wish, lad. You've all been assigned an order, according to our needs and your strengths. Halder to the builders. Pyp to the stewards. Toad to the builders. Grenn to the Rangers. Samwell to the stewards. Matthar to the Rangers. Dareon to the stewards. Balian to the Rangers. Rast to the Rangers. Jon to the stewards. Rancer to the builders. Echiel to the builders. Gordo to the stewards. Niko to the Rangers. Escan to the Rangers. Vorkoy to the builders. Joby to the stables. Mink to the kitchens. Allo to the builders. Nelugo to the Rangers. May all the Gods preserve you. Rangers with me. Man: Builders! Samwell, you will assist me in the rookery and library. Pyp, you will report to Bowen Marsh in the kitchens. Luke, report to one-eyed Joe in the stables. Dareon, we are sending you to Eastwatch. Present yourself to Borcas when you arrive. Make no comment about his nose. Jon Snow, Lord Commander Mormont has requested you for his personal steward. Will I serve the Lord Commander's meals and fetch hot water for his bath. Certainly. And keep a fire burning in his chambers, change his sheets and blankets daily and do everything else the Lord Commander requires of you. Do you take me for a servant? We took you for a man of The Night's Watch. But perhaps we were wrong in that. - May I go? - As you wish. Jon, wait! Don't you see what they're doing? I see Ser Alliser's revenge, that's all. He wanted it and he got it. Stewards are nothing but maids! I'm a better swordsman and rider than any of you! - It's not fair. - Fair? I was singing for a high lord at Acorn Hall when he put his hand on my leg and he wanted to see my cock. I pushed him away and he said he'd have my hands cut off for stealing their silver. So now I'm here-- at the end of the world with no one to sing for but old men and little shits like you. I'll never see my family again. I'll never be inside a woman again. So don't tell me about fair. I thought you were caught stealing a wheel of cheese for your starving sister? You think I was gonna tell a bunch of strangers that a high lord tried to grab my cock? Could you sing me a song, Pyp? I'd like to hear a song. Now listen to me. The old man is the Lord Commander of The Night's Watch. You'll be with him day and night. Yes, you'll clean his clothes. But you'll also take his letters, attend him at meetings, squire for him in battle. You'll know everything, be part of everything. And he asked for you himself. He wants to groom you for command. I just... I always wanted to be a Ranger. I always wanted to be a Wizard. What? No, I'm serious. So you'll stay and say your words with me? Lord Stark, a moment. Alone if you will. He named you Protector of the Realm. He did. She won't care. Give me an hour and I can put a hundred swords at your command. And what should I do with a hundred swords? Strike! Tonight while the castle sleeps. We must get Joffrey away fro his mother and into our custody. Protector of the Realm or no, he who holds the King holds the Kingdom. Every moment you delay gives Cersei another moment to prepare. By the time Robert dies, it will be too late for the both of us. What about Stannis? Saving the Seven Kingdoms from Cersei and delivering them to Stannis? You have odd notions about protecting the realm. Stannis is your older brother. This isn't about the bloody line of succession. That didn't matter when you rebelled against the Mad King. It shouldn't matter now. What's best for the Kingdoms? What's best for the people we rule? We all know what Stannis is. He inspires no love or loyalty. He's not a King. I am. Stannis is a commander. He's led men into war twice. He destroyed the Greyjoy fleet-- Yes, he's a good soldier. Everyone knows that. So was Robert. Tell me something: Do you still believe good soldiers make good kings? I will not dishonor Robert's last hours by shedding blood in his halls and dragging frightened children from their beds. You will sail to dragonstone tonight. You will place this in the hand of Stannis Baratheon. Not his steward, not his Captain of the guard, and not his wife. Only Stannis himself. Yes, My Lord. Now leave us. My Lord protector. The King has no trueborn sons. Joffrey and Tommen are Jaime Lannister's bastards. - So when the King dies-- - The throne passes to his brother Lord Stannis. So it would seem. - Unless-- - there is no "unless." He is the rightful heir. Nothing can change that. And he cannot take the throne without your help. You would be wise to deny it to him and to make sure Joffrey succeeds. Do you have a shred of honor? You are now Hand of the King and Protector of the Realm. All of the power is yours. You need only reach out and take it. Make peace with the Lannisters. Release the Imp. Wed your daughter to Joffrey. We have plenty of time to get rid of Stannis. And if Joffrey seems likely to cause problems when he comes into his throne, we simply reveal his little secret and seat Lord Renly there instead. We? You'll need someone to share these burdens. I assure you-- my price would be modest. What you suggest is treason. Only if we lose. Make peace with the Lannisters, you say... With the people who tried to murder my boy. We only make peace with our enemies, My Lord. That's why it's called "making peace." No. I won't do it. So it will be Stannis and war? There is no other choice. He is the heir. So why did you call me here? Not for my wisdom, clearly. You promised Catelyn you would help me. The Queen has a dozen knights and a hundred men-at-arms-- enough to overwhelm what remains of my household guard. I need the gold cloaks. The City Watch is 2,000 strong and sworn to defend the King's peace. Look at you. You know what you want me to do, you know it has to be done, but it's not honorable so the words stick in your throat. When the Queen proclaims one King and the Hand proclaims another, whose peace do the Gold Cloaks protect? Who do they follow? The man who pays them. ( Unison ) Hear my words and bear witness to my vow. Night gathers and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to The Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. You knelt as boys. Rise now as men of The Night's Watch. Well done. Well done. What's he got there? To me, ghost. Bring it here. Gods be good! What will they do to him? When the Khalasar rides, he'll be leashed to a saddle, forced to run behind the horses for as long as he can. And when he falls? I saw a man last nine miles once. King Robert still wants me dead. This poisoner was the first. He won't be the last. I thought he'd leave me alone-- now that my brother is gone. He will never leave you alone. If you ride to darkest Asshai, his assassins will follow you. If you sailed all the way to the Basilisk Isles, his spies would tell him. He will never abandon the hunt. You're a Targaryen-- the last Targaryen. Your son will have Targaryen blood with 40,000 riders behind him. He will not have my son. He will not have you either, Khaleesi. Lord Stark! - Stop! - Ned: No, all right. It's all right. Let him through. Lord Stark, King Joffrey and the Queen Regent request your presence in the Throne Room. King Joffrey? King Robert is gone. The Gods give him rest. ( Bells tolling ) All is accomplished. The City Watch is yours. Good. Is Lord Renly joining us? I fear Lord Renly has left the city. He rode through the old gate an hour before dawn with Ser Loras Tyrell and some 50 retainers. Last seen galloping South in some haste. We stand behind you, Lord Stark. Steward: All hail his Grace, Joffrey of Houses Baratheon and Lannister, the first of his name, King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm. I command the council to make all necessary arrangements for my coronation. I wish to be crowned within the fortnight. Today I shall accept oaths of fealty from my loyal councilors. Ser Barristan, I believe no man here could ever question your honor. King Robert's seal-- unbroken. "Lord Eddard Stark is herein named Protector of the Realm, to rule as Regent until the heir come of age." May I see that letter, Ser Barristan? Protector of the realm. Is this meant to be your shield, Lord Stark? A piece of paper? - Those were the King's words. - We have a new King now. Lord Eddard, when we last spoke you offered me some counsel. Allow me to return the courtesy. Bend the knee, My Lord. Bend the knee and swear loyalty to my son-- and we shall allow you to live out your days in the gray waste you call home. Your son has no claim to the throne. - ( Scoffs ) - Liar! You condemn yourself with your own mouth, Lord Stark. Ser Barristan, seize this traitor. Ser Barristan is a good man, a loyal man. Do him no harm. You think he stands alone? Kill him! Kill all of them, I command it! Commander, take the Queen and her children into custody. Escort them back to the royal apartments and keep them there, under guard. Men of the Watch! I want no bloodshed. Tell your men to lay down their swords. No one needs to die. Commander: Now! I did warn you not to trust me. 

第七集

#本集共有单词数：360  总词数：4036

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( Theme music playing ) ( Wooden swords clacking ) Yah! Left high, left low. ( Swords clanging ) Right low, lunge right. You break anything, the Septa will have my head. - What is-- - ( Screaming ) Your sister knew perfectly well we were to leave today. - How she could forget-- - She didn't forget. She's with her dancing master. She's with him every morning. She always comes back with scrapes and bruises. She's so clumsy. - ( Swords clanging ) - Hush! Go back to your room. Bar the doors and do not open them for anyone you do not know. - What is it? What's happening? - Do as I told you. Run! Man: This way! ( Reaming ) Left, right. Rah! Now you are dead. You said right, but you went left. And now you are a dead girl. Only 'cause you lied. My tongue lied. My eyes shouted the truth. You were not seeing. I was so. I watched, but you-- watching is not seeing, dead girl. The seeing, the true seeing, that is the heart of swordplay. ( Door opens ) Arya Stark, come with us. Your father wants to see you. And why is it that Lord Eddard is sending Lannister men in place of his own? I am wondering. Mind your place, dancing master. This is no concern of yours. My father wouldn't send you. And I don't have to go with you if I don't want. ( Laughs ) Take her. Are you men or snakes, that you would threaten a child? Get out of my way, little man. I am Syrio Forel... Foreign bastard. ...And you will be speaking to me with more respect. Kill the Braavosi. Bring the girl. Arya child, we are done with dancing for the day. Run to your father. - Bloody oafs. - ( Sword rings ) Be gone now, Arya. Come with me. Run. The first sword of Braavos does not run. ( Wood clatters ) What do we say to the God of death? Not today. Go. ( Lannister men moaning ) - ( Swords ringing ) - ( Men screaming ) Not today. Not today. ( Gasps ) Stay away from me. I'll tell my father. I'll-- I'll tell the Queen. ( Chuckles ) Who do you think sent me? ( Horses neigh ) Needle. There she is. - What do you want? - I want you, wolf girl. - Come here. - Leave me be. My father's a lord. He'll reward you. She'll reward me-- the Queen! - Stay away! - ( Gasps ) ( Door clanging, creaking ) Lord Stark, you must be thirsty. Varys. I promise you it isn't poisoned. Why is it no one ever trusts the eunuch? Not so much, My Lord. I would save the rest, if I were you. Hide it. Men have been known to die of thirst in these cells. What about my daughters? The younger one seems to have escaped the castle. Even my little birds cannot find her. - And Sansa? - Still engaged to Joffrey. Cersei will keep her close. The rest of your household though-- all dead, it grieves me to say. I do so hate the sight of blood. You watched my men being slaughtered and did nothing. And would again, My Lord. I was unarmed, unarmored and surrounded by Lannister swords. When you look at me do you see a hero? What madness led you to tell the Queen you had learned the truth about Joffrey's birth? The madness of mercy. That she might save her children. Ah, the children. It is always the innocents who suffer. It wasn't the wine that killed Robert, nor the boar. The wine slowed him down and the boar ripped him open, but it was your mercy that killed the King. I trust you know you are a dead man, Lord Eddard? The Queen can't kill me. Cat holds her brother. The wrong brother sadly. And lost to her. Your wife has let the Imp slip through her fingers. If that's true, then slit my throat and be done with it. Not today, My Lord. Tell me something, Varys. Who do you truly serve? The Realm, My Lord. Someone must. ( Door creaks, clangs ) It's Othor, without a doubt. The other one is Jafer Flowers, My Lord, less the hand the wolf tore off. Any sign of Benjen or the rest of his party? Just these two, My Lord. Been dead awhile, I'd say. - Mmm. - The smell. ( Sniffs ) What smell? There is none. If they'd be dead for a long time, wouldn't there be rot? We should burn them. Snow's not wrong, My Lord. Fire will do for them. The Wildling way. I want Maester Aemon to examine them first. You may be a coward, Tarly, but you're not stupid. - Get them inside. - You heard him. Lord Commander, Maester Aemon awaits you in his chambers-- a raven from King's Landing. Come on, move 'em out. Bring me a horn of ale, Snow, and pour one for yourself. The King is dead. Is there any word of my father? Sit. Lord Stark has been charged with treason. They say he conspired with Robert's brothers to deny the throne to Prince Joffrey. I hope you're not thinking of doing anything stupid. Your duty lies here now. My sisters were in King's Landing too. I'm sure they'll be treated gently. Your father has proved to be an awful traitor, dear. King Robert's body was still warm when Lord Eddard began plotting to steal Joffrey's rightful throne. He wouldn't do that. He knows how much I love Joffrey. He wouldn't. Please, Your Grace, there's been a mistake. Send for my father. He'll tell you-- the King was his friend. Sansa sweetling, you are innocent of any wrong. We know that. Yet you are the daughter of a traitor. How can I allow you to marry my son? Pycelle: A child born of a traitor's seed is no fit consort for our King. She is a sweet thing now, Your Grace, but in 10 years who knows what treasons she may hatch? No, I'm not. I'll be a good wife to him, you'll see. I'll be a Queen just like you, I promise. I won't hatch anything. The girl is innocent, Your Grace. She should be given a chance to prove her loyalty. ( Huffs ) Little dove, you must write to Lady Catelyn and your brother, the eldest, what's his name? Robb. Word of your father's arrest will reach him soon, no doubt. Best it comes from you. If you would help your father, urge your brother to keep the King's peace. Tell him to come to King's Landing and swear his fealty to Joffrey. If-- if I could see my father, talk to him about-- You disappoint me, child. We have told you of your father's treason. Why would you want to speak to a traitor? I only meant that-- what will happen to him? - That depends. - On-- on what? On your brother. And on you. Treason? Sansa wrote this? It is your sister's hand, but the Queen's words. You are summoned to King's Landing to swear fealty to the new King. Joffrey puts my father in chains, now he wants his ass kissed? This is a royal command, My Lord. - If you should refuse to obey-- - I won't refuse. His Grace summons me to King's Landing, I'll go to King's Landing. But not alone. Call the banners. All of them, My Lord? They've all sworn to defend my father, have they not? They have. Now we see what their words are worth. Yeah. Are you afraid? I must be. Good. Why is that good? It means you're not stupid. ( Cawing ) You've had this since dawn? He sent it to me, not you. I've only shown it to you as a courtesy. A courtesy?! My husband has been taken prisoner. My son intends to declare war. A war? Your son against the Lannisters? You should go to him. Teach him patience. Ned rots in a dungeon and you speak of patience? He is your brother by law! Does family mean nothing to you? Family means everything to me. And I will not risk Robin's life to get caught up in another of your husband's wars. - I'm hungry. - Hush now, darling. You just ate. You will not support us then? Do I understand you correctly? - But I'm hungry! - Soon, love, soon. You're always welcome here, sister. But if you're asking me to send men from the Vale to fight-- That is what I ask. Go on, sweet. Time for your bath. I'll feed you after. If you fear for the safety of your son-- Of course I fear for the safety of my son! Are you an idiot? They killed my husband. You say they shoved your boy from a window. These people will do anything. And that is why we have to stop them. The knights of the Vale will stay in the Vale where they belong, to protect their Lord. ( Whistling a tune ) Will you shut up? There's hill tribes all around here. If I'm going to die, it may as well be with a song in my heart. I should just take your food and leave you here. Eh? What would you do then? Starve, most likely. You don't think I'd do it, do you? What do you want, Bronn? Gold? Women? Golden women? Stick with me and you'll have them all, for as long as I'm around and not for a moment longer. But you knew that. That is why you so valiantly took up arms to defend my honor. Fair enough. But don't go looking for me to bend the knee and "My Lord" you every time you take a shit. I'm not your toady and I'm not your friend. Though I would treasure your friendship, I'm mainly interested in your facility with murder. And if the day ever comes when you're tempted to sell me out, remember this: Whatever their price, I'll beat it. I like living. ( Whistles ) - ( Rustling ) - ( Bronn whispers ) Tyrion. Tyrion. Tyrion. ( Birds chirp, flutter ) Come, share our fire. Help yourselves to our goat. When you meet your Gods, you tell them Shagga Son of Dolf of the Stone Crows sent you. I am Tyrion son of Tywin of Clan Lannister. How would you like to die, Tyrion son of Tywin? In my own bed, at the age of 80 with a bellyful of wine and a girl's mouth around my cock. ( Laughing ) ( All laughing ) Take the half man. He can dance for the children. Kill the other one. No no no no no! My-- my House is rich and powerful. If you see us through these mountains, my father will shower you with gold. We have no use for a half man's promises. Half a man maybe, but at least I have the courage to face my enemies. What do the Stone Crows do? Hide behind rocks and shiver when the knights of the Vale ride by? Are those the best weapons you could steal? Good enough for killing sheep, if the sheep don't fight back. Lannister smiths shit better steel. You think you can win us over with your trinkets? That trinket is worth more than everything your tribe owns. But if you help us, Shagga Son of Dolf, I will not give you trinkets. I will give you this. What is "this"? The Vale of Arryn. The Lords of the Vale have always spat upon the hill tribes. The Lords of the Vale want me dead. I believe it is time for new Lords of the Vale. Ser Alliser: Now there's a rare sight-- not only a bastard, but a traitor's bastard. - Jon, no! - Jon, stop, put it down! Blood will always tell. You'll hang for this, bastard. I told you not to do anything stupid. You're confined to quarters. Go. ( Barking, whining ) Ghost, what's wrong? Is something out there? ( Whining growls ) ( Snarling ) ( Growling ) Commander? ( Barks, whines ) Stay. Hello? Who's there? ( Whines ) - Lord Commander? - ( Door slams ) ( Barking ) ( Growling ) Mormont: Snow? Commander! ( Yelps ) Move move! ( Snarling, screaming ) ( Grunts ) ( Screaming, snarling continue ) What did they do? ( Rakharo speaking Dothraki ) Daenerys: I thought the Dothraki didn't believe in money. Gold to hire ships, Princess, ships to sail to Westeros. ( Louder screaming ) Jorah, make them stop. - Khaleesi? - You heard me. These men have shed blood for their Khal. Now they claim their rewards. ( Rakharo speaking ) Princess, you have a gentle heart, but this is how it's always been. I do not have a gentle heart, Ser. ( Rakharo speaks ) Kash qoy qoyi thira disse. Me qorasokh anni! - Come. - Man: Anha afichak mae m'arakhoon! ( Speaks Dothraki ) What do you want done with them? Bring her to me. And those women there. You cannot claim them all, Princess. I can, and I will. Man: Me Fati! Khaleesi vazha anhaan qorasokh anni, ch'anha afichak mae m'arakhoon anni! Drogo: Me vastoe hatif anni; ahhazaan yer Nemo vacchaki. ( Drogo snickers ) ( Spits ) ( Drogo grunts ) Ohos. Os. ( Gasps ) ( Woman speaking Dothraki ) ( Gasps ) Thank you, silver lady. Who are you? I am named Mirri Maz Duur. I was the Godswife of this Temple. ( Spits ) My mother was Godswife here before me. She taught me how to make healing smokes and ointments. All men are of one flock, so my people believe. The Great Shepherd sent me to Earth to heal his-- lamb or lion, his wound must be washed and sewn or it will fester. ( Men chatting, eating ) For 30 years I've been making corpses out of men, boy. I'm the man you want leading the Vanguard. Galbart Glover will lead the Van. The bloody Wall will melt before an Umber marches behind a Glover. I will lead the Van or I will take my men and march them home. You are welcome to do so, Lord Umber. And when I am done with the Lannisters I will march back North, root you out of your Keep and hang you for an oathbreaker. Oathbreaker, is it?! I'll not sit here and swallow insults from a boy so green he pisses grass. ( Snarls ) ( Screaming ) My Lord father taught me it was death to bare steel - against your Liege Lord. - ( Huffs ) But doubtless the Greatjon only meant to cut my meat for me. Your meat... is bloody tough. ( Chortles ) ( All laughing ) - What is it? What's happened? - Shh, it's all right. - Where are you going? - South. For father. But it's the middle of the night. The Lannisters have spies everywhere. I don't want them to know we're coming. They have more men than we do. Aye, they do. Can't I come with you? I can ride now. You've seen me riding. And I won't get in the way, I-- There must always be a Stark at Winterfell. Until I return that will be you. You are not to leave the castle walls while we are gone. Do you understand? Listen to Maester Luwin. Look after your little brother. I will. I'll send letters whenever I can, but if you don't hear from me, don't be scared. Until I return. How long have you been hiding out there? Robb will be looking for you to say goodbye. They've all gone away. They'll be back soon. Robb will free father and they'll come back with mother. No, they won't. Bran: Please watch over Robb. And watch over all the other men from Winterfell. And Theon too, I suppose. You hear them, boy? The Old Gods are answering you. What are you doing here? They're my Gods too. Beyond the Wall, they're the only Gods. Even slaves are allowed to pray. You're not a slave. Well, your friend did put a knife to my throat. I'm not complaining, Little Lord, just telling truths. What did you mean about hearing the Gods? You asked them, they're answering you. Shh. Open your ears. ( Leaves rustling ) It's only the wind. Who do you think sends the wind if not the Gods? They see you, boy. They hear you. ( Sighs ) Your brother will get no help from them where he's going. The Old Gods have no power in the South. The Weirwoods there were all cut down a long time ago. How can they watch when they have no eyes? ( Running footsteps ) ( Osha giggles ) Well, there's a big man. He has giants' blood in him or I'm the Queen. Go back and find your clothes, Hodor. - ( Laughs ) - Go dress. Hodor. Are there really giants beyond the Wall? Giants and worse than giants. I tried telling your brother, he's marching the wrong way. All these swords, they should be going North, boy. North, not south! The cold winds are rising. ( Leaves rustling ) They were touched by White Walkers. That's why they came back. That's why their eyes turned blue. Only fire will stop them. How do you know that? I read about it in a book-- a very old book in Maester Aemon's library. What else did the book say? The White Walkers sleep beneath the ice for thousands of years. And when they wake up-- And when they wake up, what? I hope The Wall is high enough. ( Men chattering ) Summer snows, My Lady. Robb's brought the North with him. The River Lords are falling back with Jaime Lannister at their heels. And Lord Tywin is bringing around a second Lannister army from the South. Our scouts confirm it's even larger than the Kingslayer's. One army or two, the Kings in the North threw back hosts Mother! You look well. Lady Catelyn, you're a welcome sight in these troubled times. We had not thought to meet you here, My Lady. I had not thought to be here. I would speak with my son alone. I know you will forgive me, My Lords. You heard her! Move your asses! Come on, out. You too, Greyjoy. Are you bloody deaf? Have no fear, My Lady. We'll shove our swords up Tywin Lannister's bunghole and then it's on to the Red Keep to free Ned. - You old devil, Rodrik. - Jon. You're not wasting away, are you? I remember the day you came into this world red-faced and squalling. And now I find you leading a host to war. - There was no one else. - No one? Who were those men I saw here? - None of them are Starks. - All of them are seasoned in battle. If you think you can send me back to Winterfell-- Oh, would that I could. There was... a letter. From Sansa. From the Queen, you mean. - There's no mention of Arya. - No. How many men do you have? 18,000. If I go to King's Landing and bend my knee to Joffrey-- you would never be allowed to leave. No. Our best hope-- our only hope-- is that you can defeat them in the field. And if I lose? Do you know what happened to the Targaryen children - when the Mad King fell? - They were butchered in their sleep. On the orders of Tywin Lannister. And the years have not made him kinder. If you lose, your father dies, your sisters die, we die. Well, that makes it simple then. I suppose it does. From here it might be best if Bronn and I continue alone. Best for Tyrion son of Tywin. Not best for me. If the half man betrays us, Shagga Son of Dolf will cut off his manhood-- and feed it to the goats, yes. All right then. Time to meet my father. - Tyrion. - Uncle. Father. The rumors of your demise were unfounded. Sorry to disappoint you. And who are these... Companions of yours? This is Shagga Son of Dolf, Chieftain of the Stone Crows. Timett Son of Timett, ruler of the Burned Men. This fair maid is Chella daughter of Cheyk, leader of the Black Ears. And here we have Bronn son of... You wouldn't know him. May I present My Lord Father, Tywin son of Tytos of House Lannister, Lord of Casterly Rock and Warden of the West? Kind of you to go to war for me. You left us no choice. The honor of the House was at stake. Your brother would never have submitted to capture so meekly. We have our differences, Jaime and I. He's braver. I'm better looking. He's been covering himself in glory. Jaime smashed the River Lords at the Golden Tooth, and now lays siege to Riverrun, Catelyn Stark's homeland. And the Starks? Lord Eddard? --Is our hostage. He will lead no armies from his dungeon cell. How did my sweet sister persuade the King to imprison his dear friend Ned? Robert Baratheon is dead. Joffrey rules in King's Landing. My sister rules, you mean. Stark's son has called his banners. - He moves south with a strong host. - A green boy. One taste of battle and he'll run back to Winterfell with his tail between his legs. Maybe. Though the boy does have a certain belligerence. You'd like him. While we're on the subject of war, I made promises to my friends here and a Lannister always pays his debts. We shall require 3,000 helms and shields, plus swords, pikes, gorgets, maces-- if it please My Lord, Ser Addam bids me report that the Northmen have crossed the neck. The wolf rushes into the lion's jaws. So be it. Kevan, command the drummers beat assembly. And send word to Jaime that I am moving against Robb Stark. At once, My Lord. It is said that the men of the Mountain clans are great warriors. Ride with me against my enemies and you shall have all my son promised you and more. Only if the half man fights with us. Until we hold the steel he pledged us, the little lion's life is ours. Rodrik: The scouts report Lord Tywin moves north. We need to get him on broken ground, put his Knights at a disadvantage. No, we need to get around him and break Jaime Lannister's siege of Riverrun. Do that and the River Lords will join us. To do either we need to cross the river and the only crossing is at The Twins. Theon: Lord Frey controls that bridge. Your father's bannerman. "The late Lord Frey" my father calls him. At the Trident, he didn't appear until the battle was done. Some men takes their oaths more seriously than others. ( Grunting ) Robb's right. We need that bridge. So what's it going to be? Do we move against Jaime or Lord Tywin? Your pardon, my lords. We've captured a Lannister scout. Don't worry, lad. He won't b leaving this tent with his head. Where did you find him? In the brush above the encampment. He looked to be counting. How high did you get? Maybe more. You don't have to do this yourself. Your father would understand-- My father unrstands mercy, when there is room for it. And he understands honor... and courage. Let him go. Robb. ( Softly ) Tell Lord Tywin Winter is coming for him. to find out if he really does shit gold. Yes, My Lord. Thank you, My Lord. Are you touched, boy?! Letting him go? You call me boy again. Go on. ( Growls ) Oi. Pycelle: It is also the wish of His Grace that his loyal servant Janos Slynt, - Commander of the City Watch... - Ser Aron. ...Be at once raised to the rank of Lord... - Lord Gyles. - ...And granted the ancient seat of Harrenhal, and that his sons and grandsons shall hold this honor after him until the end of time. ( Lords mutter ) In the place of the traitor Eddard Stark, it is the wish of his Grace that Tywin Lannister, Lord of Casterly Rock and Warden of the West, be appointed Hand of the King. Lastly, in these times of treason and turmoil, it is the view of the Council that the life and safety of King Joffrey be of paramount importance. Ser Barristan Selmy. Your Grace, I am yours to command. Rise, Ser Barristan. You may remove your helm. You have served the Realm long and faithfully. Every man and woman in the Seven Kingdoms owes you thanks. But it is time to put aside your armor and your sword. It is time to rest and look back with pride on your many years of service. ( Murmuring ) Your Grace, the Kingsguard is a sworn brotherhood. Our vows are taken for life. Only death relieves us of our sacred trust. Whose death, Ser Barristan? Yours or your King's? Joffrey: You let my father die. You're too old to protect anybody. - Your Grace-- - The Council has determined that Ser Jaime Lannister will take your place as Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. The man who profaned his blade with the blood of the King he had sworn to defend! Careful, Ser. We have nothing but gratitude for your long service, good Ser. You shall be given a stout Keep beside the sea, with servants to look after your every need. A hall to die in and men to bury me. I am a Knight. I shall die a Knight. A naked Knight, apparently. ( Laughter ) Even now I could cut through the five of you like carving a cake! Here, boy! Melt it down and add it to the others. ( Doors creak, clang ) If any man in this hall has other matters to set before His Grace, let him speak now or go forth and hold his silence. Your Grace. Come forward, My Lady. Steward: The Lady Sansa of House Stark. Do you have some business for the King and the Council, Sansa? I do. As it please Your Grace, I ask mercy for my father, Lord Eddard Stark, who was Hand of the King. Treason is a noxious weed. - It should be torn out, root-- - Let her speak. I want to hear what she says. Thank you, Your Grace. Do you deny your father's crime? No, My Lords. I know he must be punished. All I ask is mercy. I know My Lord father must regret what he did. He was King Robert's friend and he loved him. You all know he loved him. He never wanted to be Hand until the King asked him. They must have lied to him-- Lord Renly or Lord Stannis or somebody. They must have lied! He said I wasn't the King. Why did he say that? He was badly hurt. Maester Pycelle was giving him milk of the poppy. He wasn't himself. Otherwise h never would have said it. A child's faith... Such sweet innocence. And yet they say wisdom oft comes from the mouths of babes. Treason is treason! Anything else? If you still have any affection in your heart for me, please do me this kindness, Your Grace. Your sweet words have moved me. But your father has to confess. He has to confess and say that I'm the King... Or there'll be no mercy for him. He will. ( Music playing ) 

第八集

#本集共有单词数：314  总词数：4350

a = ['Addam',"Aemon's", 'Anything', 'Aron', 'Bar', 'Been', 'Beyond', 'Bloody','Braavosi', 'Bronn', 'Chella', 'Cheyk', 'Chieftain', 'Chortles', 'Clan','Companions', 'Dolf', 'Doors', 'Duur', 'Ears', 'Earth', 'Eh', 'Fati','Galbart', 'Ghost', 'Glover', 'Godswife', 'Greatjon', 'Gyles', 'Half', 'Hide','Jafer', 'Janos', "Kingslayer's", 'Knights', 'Lastly', 'Leaves','Letting', 'Liege', 'Louder', 'Maz', 'Melt', 'Mind', 'Mirri', 'Music', 'Nemo','Northmen', 'Oathbreaker', 'Ohos', 'Oi', 'Os', 'Osha', 'Otherwise', 'Othor','Rah', 'Reaming', 'Ride', 'River', "Robin's", 'Rustling', 'Shagga','Shepherd', 'Slynt', 'Snarls', 'Sniffs', "Snow's", 'Softly', 'Son','Spits', 'Starve', 'Stone', 'Summer', 'Teach', 'Temple', 'Timett', 'Tooth','Treason', 'Trident', 'Twins', 'Tytos', 'Van', 'Vanguard', 'Warden','Weirwoods', 'West', 'While', 'Whining', 'Whistles', 'Whistling',"Who's", 'Women', 'Wood', 'Wooden', 'Word', 'add', 'affection','afichak', 'ahhazaan', 'anhaan', 'anni', 'answering', 'apparently','appointed', 'arrest', 'assembly', 'awaits', 'awhile', 'b', 'babes', 'badly','bare', 'belligerence', 'bellyful', 'beneath', 'betrays', 'bids', 'braver','bridge', 'brotherhood', 'bruises', 'brush', 'bunghole', 'cake', 'carving',"ch'anha", 'chattering', 'chatting', "child's", 'chirp','clang', 'clans', 'clatters', 'clumsy', 'confined', 'confirm', 'consort','continue', 'controls', 'correctly', 'courage', 'covering', 'creak','creaking', 'crossing', 'deaf', 'declare', 'defeat', 'demise', 'depends','devil', 'differences', 'disadvantage', 'disappoint', 'doubtless', 'drummers','eldest', 'encampment', 'engaged', 'examine', 'faced', 'facility', 'faith','faithfully', 'fester', 'fights', 'flock', 'flutter', 'forth', 'friendship','gently', 'giants', "giants'", 'giggles', "girl's",'goats', 'gorgets', 'grandsons', 'granted', 'gratitude', 'green', 'grieves','growls', 'h', 'hang', 'heal', 'healing', 'heels', 'helms', 'hire', 'hostage','hosts', "husband's", 'ice', 'importance', 'imprison', 'innocence','intends', 'jaws', 'kissed', 'lamb', 'larger', 'lays', 'lunge',"m'arakhoon", 'maces', 'maid', 'mainly', 'manhood', 'marches','meekly', 'melt', 'moaning', 'mountains', 'moves', 'mutter', 'neigh','noxious', 'oafs', 'oathbreaker', 'obey', 'oft', 'ointments', 'ours', 'owns','paramount', 'perfectly', 'persuade', 'pisses', 'pledged', 'plotting', 'plus','pour', 'profaned', 'promises', 'prove', 'proved', 'qorasokh', 'quarters','raised', 'rank', 'relieves', 'remove', 'rewards', 'rings', 'rising', 'rocks','root', 'rots', 'ruler', 'rumors', 'rushes', 'sadly', 'scout', 'scouts','scrapes', 'screaming', 'seasoned', 'seriously', 'sewn', 'shields', 'shiver','shower', 'sign', 'slit', 'slowed', 'smiths', 'smokes', 'snakes', 'snarling','snickers', 'spat', 'squalling', 'stout', 'subject', 'submitted', 'suffer','summons', 'support', 'surrounded', 'swallow', 'sweetling', 'swordplay','taught', 'tempted', "there'll", 'toady', 'torn',"traitor's", 'treasons', 'treasure', 'trinket', 'trinkets', 'truths','tune', 'turmoil', 'unarmed', 'unarmored', 'understands', 'unfounded','unrstands', 'urge', 'vacchaki', 'valiantly', 'vastoe', 'vazha', 'view','washed', 'wasting', 'weed', 'whenever', 'whining', 'window', 'winds','younger']

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