[美剧赏析] 权力的游戏<Game of Thrones>完全赏析 (17-18)

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。

A cripple? You let a cripple escape? The boy can't walk, but somehow he slipped past you? The giant must have took him. The giant? Hodor? Oh, well, that's all right, then. You let a halfwit escape with a cripple. And Rickon, too? The little one? Gone along with the wildling woman, the one you were fucking. ( Grunting ) ( Man groaning ) ( Panting ) Right, get the horses and the hounds. - ( Dogs barking ) - Come on, find the scent. Come on, where they going? Halt! Enjoying your first hunt? So far, hunting seems very similar to riding, My Lord. With hunting, there's blood at the end. They're little boys. I was a little boy when I was torn away from my home and brought here. So I kept my word. I never ran away. If I find them soon enough, I won't hurt them. Well, I'll hurt them, but I won't kill them. Those boys are of far more value to you alive than dead. They have no value to me missing. Robb will have sent a force to retake Winterfell by now. Robb's in the Riverlands. My sister's in Deepwood Motte. She'll get here long before they do. And Ned Stark always said 500 men could hold Winterfell against 10,000. - ( Dogs barking ) - Man: We have a scent! The hounds have the scent. Come, Maester, don't look so grim. It's all just a game. Osha: We should have took more food. We couldn't risk going to the kitchens. Those people all love you. They would have given you whatever you needed. And if Theon found out, he'd hang them. - The boy can't survive on walnuts. - I'm fine. We've been walking since before sunrise. - Even Hodor will tire. - Hodor. - Even you, sweet giant. - ( Chuckles ) Hodor. ( Children shouting ) Wait, I know that farm. I sent those two Winterfell orphans there. Jack and Billy. They'll give us some food. We can't risk it. If Theon tracks us here, he'll torture them until he finds out where we are. Billy climbs a tree better than anyone. You've never seen me climb a tree, little man. They'll be after us with hounds. We got a good start on them, but we can't outrun hounds forever. Did you pull a knife on me in the night? What's the matter? Can't be the first time you pressed your bone against a woman's ass. Let's move. Oh, it is the first time. How old are you, boy? I'm a man of the Night's Watch. You're a boy who's never been with a girl. Don't your stones start to hurt if your bone never gets-- Don't call them that. What, stones? Or bone? Neither. Both. Move! Ygritte: I heard they get all swollen and bruised if you don't use them. Of course, maybe that's just what the lads say when they want me feeling sorry for them. As if I'd feel sorry for them. Are there no girl crows? There are no women of the Night's Watch, no. So the lads just do it with each other? No. - Never? - Never. We swore an oath. You have sheep at the Wall? With your hands, then? No wonder you're all so miserable. Would you please shut up? ( Mocking ) Would you please shut up? You think you're better than me, crow. - I'm a free woman-- - You're a free woman? I might be your prisoner, but I'm a free woman. If you're my prisoner, you're not a free woman. That's what "prisoner" means. And you think you're free? You swore some stupid oath and now you can never touch a girl. It was my choice to say the words. - So you don't like girls? - Of course I like girls. But you chose never to touch them. That's the price you pay if you want to be a man of the Night's Watch. So instead of getting naked with a girl, you'd prefer to invade our lands-- Invade your lands? Wildlings raid our lands all the time. Some of them tried to kill my little brother, a crippled boy! They're not your lands! We've been here the whole time. You lot came along and just put up a big wall and said it was yours. My father was Ned Stark. I have the blood of the First Men. My ancestors lived here, same as yours. So why are you fighting us? Go on. Now I want you to tell me what happened. - Guard: Come on, this way. - ( Man screaming ) Come on, speak up. Speak up. ( Sniffs ) Wolfsbane-- a rare substance. This is no common assassin. We hanged 20 men last night. I don't care if you hanged 100. A man tried to kill me. I want his name and I want his head. Mountain: We think it was an infiltrator from the Brotherhood Without Banners. Pretentious name for a band of outlaws. We can't allow rebels behind our lines to harass us with impunity. We look like fools and they look like heroes. That's how kings fall. I want them dead, every one. Killing them isn't the problem. It's finding them. Have you gone soft, Clegane? I always thought you had a talent for violence. Burn the villages, burn the farms. Let them know what it means to choose the wrong side. Mmm. Is that mutton? Yes, My Lord. Don't like mutton. I'll bring something else. Leave it. - Are you hungry? - No. Of course you are. Eat. I'll eat in the kitchen later. It's bad manners to refuse a Lord's offer. Sit. Eat. You're small for your age. I suppose you've been underfed your whole life. I eat a lot. - I just don't grow. - Hmm. This will be my last war, win or lose. Have you ever lost before? Do you think I'd be in my position if I had lost a war? But this is the one I'll be remembered for. The "War of Five Kings" they're calling it. My legacy will be determined in the coming months. Do you know what legacy means? It's what you pass down to your children and your children's children. It's what remains of you when you're gone. Harren the Black thought this castle would be his legacy. The greatest fortress ever built-- the tallest towers, the strongest walls. The Great Hall had 35 hearths. 35. Can you imagine? Look at it now-- a blasted ruin. Do you know what happened? Dragons? Yes, dragons happened. Harrenhal was built to withstand an attack from the land. A million men could have marched on these walls and a million men would have been repelled. But an attack from the air with dragon fire-- mm. Harren and all his sons roasted alive within these walls. Aegon Targaryen changed the rules. That's why every child alive still knows his name 300 years after his death. Aegon and his sisters. Mm? It wasn't just Aegon riding his dragon. It was Rhaenys and Visenya, too. Correct. A student of history, are you? Rhaenys rode Meraxes. Visenya rode Vhagar. I'm sure I knew that when I was a boy. Visenya Targaryen was a great warrior. She had a Valyrian steel sword she called Dark Sister. Hmm. She's a heroine of yours, I take it? Aren't most girls more interested in the pretty maidens from the songs? Jonquil with the flowers in her hair? - Most girls are idiots. - Ha! You remind me of my daughter. Where did you learn all this stuff about Visenya and her Valyrian Steel sword? From my father. He was a well-read stonemason. Can't say I've ever met a literate stonemason. Have you met many stonemasons, My Lord? Careful now, girl. I enjoy you, but be careful. Take that back to the kitchen. Eat what you want. And, girl. M'lord. Lowborn girls say "M'lord," not "My Lord." If you're going to pose as a commoner, you should do it properly. My mother served Lady Dustin for many years, My Lord. She taught me how to speak proper-- properly. You're too smart for your own good. - Has anyone told you that? - Yes. Go on. I beg pardon, Ser. I should have come to you after to thank you for saving me. - You were so brave. - Brave? A dog doesn't need courage to chase off rats. Does it give you joy to scare people? No. It gives me joy to kill people. Spare me. You can't tell me Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell never killed a man. It was his duty. He never liked it. Is that what he told you? He lied. Killing is the sweetest thing there is. Why are you always so hateful? You'll be glad of the hateful things I do someday when you're queen and I'm all that stands between you and your beloved king. I've demanded a meeting of the Thirteen. One of them did this or knows who did. You are one of the Thirteen. If I wanted your dragons, I would have taken them. - They mean nothing to me on their own. - Nothing? They're more valuable than anything in the world. Shall we look inside my vault and see what selling your dragons would buy me I cannot buy already? We will get them back. There is no we, so why would you help me get them back? I took you under my protection in front of the rulers of my city. A man is what others say he is and no more. If they say that Xaro Xhoan Daxos is a liar, my word is worth nothing. I cannot let this thing happen to you under my roof. But it did happen under your roof. Khaleesi, many times in my life I have been-- I don't care where you've been. You think we're savages because we don't live in stone castles. We can't make steel as good as yours, it's true, but... We're free. If someone tried to tell us we couldn't lie down as man and woman, we'd shove a spear up his ass. We don't go serving some shit king who's only king because his father was. No. No, you serve Mance Rayder, the King-Beyond-the-Wall. We chose Mance Rayder to lead us. He was a crow, same as you, but he wanted to be free. You could be free, too. You don't need to live your whole life taking commands from old men. Wake up when you want to wake up. I could show you the streams to fish, the woods to hunt. Build yourself a cabin and find a woman to lie with in the night. You're a pretty lad. The girls would claw each other's eyes out to get naked with you. Walk. I could teach you how to do it. I know how to do it. You know nothing, Jon Snow. ( Chatter ) And what did she say? She admired your spirit, Your Grace. And what then? She, uh... If every man were held accountable for the actions of every distant relative, Ser Alton, we'd all hang. She tore the paper in half, Your Grace. You've acted with honor. I thank you for it. Lord Karstark, see that Ser Alton's pen is clean. And give him a hot supper. Ser Alton's pen is occupied, Your Grace. The prisoners from the Yellow Fork. Too many prisoners. Is there room for Ser Alton? Does he need to lie down? Have the men build him a new pen. Put him in with the Kingslayer for now. Have your boy watch over them. Torrhen. That will be all. Your Grace. A minute of your time? I've been treating your wounded men. And my enemies as some of my bannermen are fond of mentioning. They're not my enemies. That's what I tell my bannermen. I've already run through the supplies I brought with me. Some are easily replaced-- egg yolks, turpentine, oil of roses. But some are not. I need silk for stitching. I need fennel root for those with fever, willow bark. Mostly I need milk of the poppy. You saw what it was like to amputate a foot without any. I assume there will be more loss of limb before this war is over. - If you need help finding these-- - I know where to find them. I'm sorry, I shouldn't interrupt you. Continue, My Lady. You're riding to the Crag to negotiate a surrender? Yes. The Crag will have a Maester and he will have what I need. I expect he will. If I could write a list-- come with me to the Crag. I don't think that will be-- Let the Maester show you his stores. I want the wounded men to be treated well-- all the wounded men. ( Dog barking ) Woman: Children, come inside, quick. Hurry up! - ( Dog barking ) - Man: Can't find anything, Ser. - They've lost the scent. - Try again. We've circled this farmhouse twice. There's no sign of them. We could start the search fresh in the morning, My Lord. I'm looking at spending the rest of life being treated like a fool and a eunuch by my own people. Ask yourself, "Is there anything I wouldn't do to stop that from happening?" The hounds will find the scent again. I'll beat them until they do. I'll whip every man here until I have both those boys in hand. And once I've got them, the pampered little shits... It's better to be cruel than weak. Prince Theon. - Where are they? - Who, m'lord? The Stark boys. Where are they? I don't know. I seen no one. Oh! Think harder. I swear, m'lord, I don't know. My Lord, over here. I think I've found what we're looking for. Send the old man home. Go back to Winterfell. Take him back. Theon, don't do this. ( Birds chirping ) You came back. As soon as I heard. Do you know anything? - Irri is dead. - I know. - She was a good-- - she's dead. She died alone. She died for me and I couldn't protect her. Doreah? We can't find her. She must be dead, too. I led my people out of the Red Waste and into the slaughterhouse. I should have been here. You went to find me a ship. My place is by your side. I shouldn't have left you alone with these people. These people? They are not to be trusted. And who is to be trusted? Who are my people? The Targaryens? I only knew one-- my brother, and he would have let 1,000 men rape me if it had got him the crown. The Dothraki? Most of them turned on me the day that Khal Drogo fell from his horse. Your people are in Westeros. The people in Westeros don't know I'm alive. - They will soon enough. - And then what? They'll pray for my return? They'll wave dragon banners and shout my name? That's what my brother believed and he was a fool. You are not your brother. Trust me, Khaleesi. There it is-- "trust me." And it's you I should trust, Ser Jorah? Only you? I don't need trust any longer. I don't want it and I don't have room for it. You are too young to be so-- And you are too familiar. Forgive me, Khaleesi. No one can survive in this world without help. No one. Let me help you, please. Tell me how. Find my dragons. Ygritte: How long till we get back to your crows? We're close. What, a day? A half-day? You don't know, do you? - Do you even know where they are? - We're close. What do you think they'll say when they hear about you and me? Nothing happened between you and me. "I swear it, old master king crow, Ser, we were only close together for warmth. And then I felt it, right up against me backside like a club. I can show you the bruise on me tailbone. And before I knew what was where, his-- his-- well, it was all out in the open, all angry as you like. And I didn't want to want it, but, oh, I did! And he spread me legs and-- ruined. The shame of it. Now I can never marry a perfumed lord. What will me poor savage father say?" Turn back around. "And I thought that we were done, but he said, ( deep voice ) 'Turn back around.'" ( normal voice ) I'll tell you what, Jon Snow, since it's going to be your word against mine, and since you can't talk about it without blushing, we may as well just. What, right here in the muck? I'll keep you warm enough. Are you that afraid of it? That's enough. Oh, it's nice and wet and warm. Enough it don't have teeth. All right! All right. Gods, you're dull. ( Grunting ) ( Sword rings ) ( Ygritte whistles ) Should have took me while you had the chance. ( Sansa crying ) ( Sansa crying ) No, no! - ( Screams ) - ( Laughs ) ( Screams ) No. Oh, no. ( Whimpering ) It's all right. Give me that. If the queen sees I can have Joffrey's children now... Help me flip it over. - Where are you going? - To tell her Grace. You'll say nothing to anyone. Do you understand? Your mother might have prepared you. You flowered, my dear. No more. My mother told me, but I thought it would be different. In what way? I thought it would be less-- less messy. Wait until you bear the child. You're a woman now. Do you have any idea what that means? I'm fit to bear children for the king? A prospect that once delighted you-- bringing little princes and princesses into the world, the greatest honor for a queen. Joffrey has always been difficult. Even his birth, I labored a day and a half to bring him into this world. You cannot imagine the pain. I screamed so loudly, I was sure Robert would hear me in the Kingswood. His Grace was not with you? Robert was hunting. That was his custom. Whenever my time was near, my royal husband would flee to the trees with his huntsmen and his hounds. And when he returned, he would present me with some pelts or a stag's head, and I would present him with a baby. Not that I wanted him there, mind you. I had Grand Maester Pycelle, an army of midwives, and I had my brother. When they told Jaime he wasn't allowed in the birthing room, he smiled and asked which one of them proposed to keep him out. Joffrey will show you no such devotion. You may never love the king, but you will love his children. I love his Grace with all my heart. That's so very touching to hear. Permit me to share some womanly wisdom with you on this very special day. The more people you love, the weaker you are. You'll do things for them that you know you shouldn't do. You'll act the fool to make them happy, to keep them safe. Love no one but your children. On that front, a mother has no choice. But... shouldn't I love Joffrey, Your Grace? You can try, little dove. ( Chatter ) Who did you say your mother was again? Cinda Lannister. Is she the fat one? Well, perhaps she's gotten a little larger than she-- No, no. There's only one fat Lannister. If she was your mother, you'd know it. I-- I squired for you once, you know? When? The tournament the day of Willem Frey's wedding. I went to Willem Frey's wedding? You did. Your squire had gotten so drunk the night before that he-- He threw up on his horse on the way to the tourney grounds. - What was his name? - Bryan. ( Laughs ) Poor lad. That was my brother's doing, I seem to recall. I remember you. You had never squired for anyone before. That's right. I ran up and volunteered. "Let me, My Lord. Let me." My father was furious, afraid I'd embarrass our family in front of the family. You didn't, though. - You really remember? - Mm. You knew when you were needed and when to go away. It's a rare talent. Most of my squires, they mean well, but young men with big jobs, they tend to overdo them. Well, when I think back to that day-- ( hisses ) You were saying? I-- never mind. It's embarrassing. More embarrassing than being chained to a post covered in your own shit? I remember everything about that day-- your helmet, your horse, the rake line in the dirt along the list, where the sun was in the sky when you knocked Balon Swann from his horse, and the dent in your shield when you handed it back to me. I'll remember it all until I die. That was the best day of my life. And I remember being on the field after it was over. All the competitors were done. I was the last one out there. And I couldn't leave. I couldn't bring myself to go and sit with my family at a table so far on the edge of the feast you could barely even see the bride. And I couldn't bear to tell them what it had been like squiring for you when I knew that they could never have the faintest idea what I was talking about. I understand completely. How could you? S-sorry, I-- I didn't mean to doubt you. - It's just that I-- - I was 16 once. I also had to replace someone's squire on short notice. Which knight was it? Barristan Selmy. The fight against the Kingswood outlaws. Before your time. What was he like? ( Sighs ) He was a painter, a painter who only used red. I couldn't imagine being able to fight like that, not back then. And to help him do that, to be a part of something that perfect... I don't need to explain how that felt, not to you. It's hard to put into words. It's like stepping into a dream you've been dreaming for as long as you can remember and finding out that the dream is more real than your life. Leaving that battlefield was like being dragged off to prison. - Did you squire for him again? - No. I didn't have your gift. He couldn't take a step without stepping on me. I was awful, a complete liability... until one of the outlaws decided to take on a 16-year-old squire. It's a good thing I am who I am. ( Chuckles ) I'd have been useless at anything else. I'm not well-suited for imprisonment. Shocking, I know. Some men are. Ned Stark-- I imagine he made an excellent prisoner right up until the end. But me, though-- my life has left me uniquely unfit for constraint. Have you thought about...? Of course. - Every day. - And? Good prisoners breed good jailers, apparently. The Starks are very careful. But there is a way, I think. It wasn't possible until now. What is it? - It's actually quite simple. - Well, let me help you. You'll only have to do one thing. Tell me. You'll have to die. ( Crunching ) ( Choking ) ( Bone breaks ) ( Bird screeching ) Jorah the Andal. This man must sail past old Valyria. All who travel too close to the Doom must have protection. I didn't come here for lessons. No, you came for the dragons. You have them? Where are they? Draw your sword. See what your steel is worth. You want to please the Mother of Dragons. You love her. Where are the dragons? Will you betray her again, Jorah the Andal? Will you betray her again? Never. The thief you seek is with her now. Spice King: I did not leave the comfort of my home to come to yours and be called a thief. No one is calling you a thief. Who is she to accuse us? Please, they're my children. - I'm begging you. - Begging us? It wasn't very long ago you were threatening us. Without me, the dragons will die. It will be for the best. Your dragons will bring the world nothing but death and misery, my dear. If I knew where they were, I would not tell you. Pyat Pree: You are cruel, my friend. The mother of dragons is in the right. She must be reunited with her babies. - I will help you, Khaleesi. - How? I will take you to the House of the Undying where I have put them. You have my dragons? When I learned you were coming to our city, I made an arrangement with the King of Qarth. ( Laughter ) He procured them for me. - But there is no King of Qarth. - Xaro: There is now. That was the other half of the arrangement. You would keep your gates and your minds closed to everything outside your walls, but Qarth cannot remain the greatest city that ever was if it refuses to change. I will open Qarth to the world as I have forced it to open itself to me. Your ambition is an inspiration. But like all upstarts, you overreach. Three dragons the size of cats and an alliance with a charlatan do not make you a king. An upstart and a charlatan? Empires have been built by less. Those on the margins often come to control the center, and those in the center make room for them, willingly or otherwise. The Mother of Dragons will be with her babies. She will give them her love and they will thrive by her side... forever. A mother should be with her children. Where will you run to, Daenerys Stormborn? Your dragons wait for you in the House of the Undying. Come see them. - Lady Stark! - No farther. Keep your hands off me, woman. Don't enter without an invitation, man. Forgive me. Lady Stark. - Catelyn: What is it? - They caught the Kingslayer. ( Men shouting ) - Kill the fucking Kingslayer! - Hang him! ( Men shouting ) You'll die today. Justice for the Karstark. Gut him! Get back! I want his head! Any man who stands between a father and his vengeance asks for death. Lord Karstark, this man is our prisoner. This monster killed my son. And crippled mine. He will answer for his crimes, I promise you, but not here. I will have his head. And if you try and stop me-- You will strike me down? Have you forgotten me, Ser? I am the widow of your liege Lord Eddark Stark. I am the mother of your king! - And where is our king now? - You know very well. He has gone to the Crag to accept the surrender. Aye, gone to the Crag, but not to negotiate. He brought that foreign bitch with him. How dare you? Threatening My Lady is an act of treason. Treason? How can it be treason to kill Lannisters? I understand your grief, My Lord-- better than most I understand it-- but in the name of my son, the King in the North, stand down. When your son returns, I will demand this murderer's head. Wise men do not make demands of kings. Fathers who love their sons do. I will have his head. Thank you for fighting on my behalf, Lady Stark. I would have come to your defense, but-- Take him to the stockades. Bind him with every chain you can find! You've become a real she-wolf in your later years. There's not much fish left in you. And gag him! Since when do you light your own candles? Since I decided that I can't stand to look at any of my handmaidens for another instant. How many times can you read one raven scroll? Stannis Baratheon's fleet has been spotted sailing north past Tarth-- 200 ships. - More than we have. - Yes, that's more than we have. He'll be at our gates within five days, four if he has the wind. We have strong, high walls. We'll rain fire down on them from above. "Rain fire on them from above." You're quoting father, aren't you? Why not? He has a good mind for strategy, doesn't he? We call it tactics, not strategy. But, yes, he does have a good mind for it. The best mind, some would say. Sadly, he's not here. It's just you, me, and Joffrey, the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm. I'm sure you'll make a point eventually. He needs to start acting like a king. This war you started is coming to our doorstep. And if the entire city wants Joffrey dead-- I'm not the one giving the boy whores to abuse. I thought the girls might help him. - Did you? - I was wrong. If we can't control him... Do you think I haven't tried? He doesn't listen to me. It's hard to put a leash on a dog once you've put a crown on its head. I always hoped he'd be like Jaime. He looks like him... in a certain light. The boy is more Robert than Jaime. Robert was a drunken fool, but he didn't enjoy cruelty. Sometimes I wonder... What? If this is the price for what we've done, for our sins. Sins? The Targaryens-- Wed brother and sister for hundreds of years, I know. That's what Jaime and I would say to each other in our moments of doubt. It's what I told Ned Stark when he was stupid enough to confront me. Half the Targaryens went mad, didn't they? What's the saying? Every time a Targaryen is born, the Gods flip a coin. You've beaten the odds. Tommen and Myrcella are good, decent children, both of them. ( Crying ) - Why wait? - We're sworn to the king. - There's not a king. - That's treason. So is saving Lannisters, yeah? - Back off, you. - No, I won't. Your son returns at dawn, My Lady? So they say. Brienne: The Kingslayer won't last the night. The more they drink, the angrier they'll get. And when the Karstarks draw their swords... who wants to die defending a Lannister? Come. I need to be alone with him. - My Lady, our orders-- - your orders, which I just gave you, are to leave me alone with him. Come to say goodbye, Lady Stark? I believe it's my last night in this world. Is that a woman? Do you hear them out there? They want your head. Well, old Lord Karstark doesn't seem to like me. You strangled his son with your chains. Oh, oh. Was he the one on guard duty? ( Sighs ) He was in my way. Any Knight would have done the same. You are no Knight. You have forsaken every vow you ever took. So many vows. They make you swear and swear. Defend the king, obey the king, obey your father, protect the innocent, defend the weak. But what if your father despises the king? What if the king massacres the innocent? It's too much. No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or another. Where did you find this beast? She is a truer Knight than you will ever be, Kingslayer. Kingslayer. What a king he was. Here's to Aerys Targaryen, the second of his name, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the realm, and to the sword I shoved in his back. You are a man without honor. Do you know I've never been with any woman but Cersei? So in my own way, I have more honor than poor old dead Ned. What was the name of that bastard so in he fathered? - Brienne. - No, that wasn't it. Snow, a bastard from the North. Now, when-- when good old Ned came home with some whore's baby, did you pretend to love it? No. You're not very good at pretending. You're an honest woman. You hated that boy, didn't you? How could you not hate him? The walking, talking reminder that the honorable Lord Eddark Stark fucked another woman. Your sword. I told you what would happen. All of you-- I told you what would happen if you served me loyally... and what would happen if you did not. What are you doing? What have you done? If there's any who still question whether your new lord means what he says... Here is the answer to your question. ( Crowd gasps, murmurs ) No! 

#第十七集

#本集共有单词数：217  总词数：6179

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- Rider approaching! - Open the gate! Why, it's the Prince of Winterfell. - Envy isn't attractive. - What envy? You should be proud of your brother's achievement. I took the great castle of Winterfell with 20 men. You're a great warrior. I saw the bodies above your gates. Which one gave you the tougher fight, the cripple or the six-year-old? I treated the Stark boys with honor and they repaid me with treachery. You treated them with honor by butchering them? Before I had to kill them, I treated them-- you seized their home, as is your right. - We're Ironborn; We take what we need. - Exactly. Then you made them prisoners in their home and they ran away. Is that treachery? I'd call it bravery. They made me a promise-- Your little boy prisoners made you a promise and you got mad when they broke it? Are you the dumbest cunt alive? - Don't call me a-- - A cunt. A dumb cunt who killed the only two Starks in Winterfell. You know how valuable those boys were? If I hadn't killed them, the Northerners would think me weak. You are weak. And you're stupid. I'm warning you. Go on, then, warn me. You haven't brought enough men. How am I supposed to defend Winterfell with just this lot? You're not. I've come to bring you home. - Father wants a word. - Is this a joke? Winterfell is the heart of the North. Aye, it is, hundreds of miles from the sea. We're islanders, baby brother. Had you forgotten that? Our power comes from our ships. And now that you've decorated your walls with the bodies of the Stark boys, every man in the North wants to see you hanged. When Robb Stark finds out-- He won't find out. We've killed all the ravens. We have all the horses. I've taken Winterfell. And I will keep Winterfell. Leave us. Theon, you're my blood. We both loved our mother. We both endured our father. Come home with me. Don't die here alone. I don't intend to die. You were a terrible baby, do you know that? Bawling all the time, never sleeping. And one night you just wouldn't shut up, screaming like a dying pig. I walked over to your crib, I looked down at you. I wanted to strangle you. And you looked up at me and you stopped screaming. You smiled at me. Don't die so far from the sea. I've brought you a present, Lord of Bones. I already got one crow. Don't need two. Mance will want to question this one. Knows all about where the crows are and what they're planning. The Halfhand knows more. This one is just a little boy. Gut him. He could have killed me half a dozen times. And now he wishes he did. Gut him. He's a bastard of Winterfell, Ned Stark's son. Mance will want him. What does Mance want with a dead man's bastard? I don't know. I think he'll want to decide for himself. He runs, I'll chop his balls off. He runs, I'll do it meself. We're even now, Jon Snow. I couldn't do it. I had the sword at her neck, I just couldn't-- - I know. - The others? When you didn't come back, we went looking for you. We found your tracks fast enough. But they found us before we found you. They died because of me. See that it wasn't for nothing. All right, up, lad. Come on, on your feet, now. Move it. Is she beautiful? I've never met her. What's her name? Frey, I suppose. I don't know her first name. I'm sure you'll be very happy. And you're marrying her for a bridge? - An important bridge. - Ah. It was before they killed my father. I still thought I could march south and rescue him in time, but only if I crossed that bridge. When I speak to people from the North, they all loved your father. He was the best man I ever met. I know children always think that about their fathers, but-- Children do not always think that about their fathers, believe me. He once told me that being a Lord is like being a father, except you have thousands of children and you worry about all of them. The farmers plowing the fields are yours to protect. The charwomen scrubbing the floors, yours to protect. The soldiers you order into battle. He told me he woke with fear in the morning and went to bed with fear in the night. I didn't believe him. I asked him, "how can a man be brave if he's afraid?" "That is the only time a man can be brave," he told me. I wish I could have met him. He would have liked you. Most Lords worry more about their gold and their glory than the charwomen scrubbing their floors. He didn't care much about gold or glory. And you? You think I'm fighting this war so they'll sing songs about me? I want to go home. I want the men following me to go home. Then why don't you? Because we'll never be safe until the Lannisters are defeated. And because I believe in justice. Chopping off Joffrey's head, you mean. That would be a start. Your Grace, Milady. The Kingslayer, he escaped in the night. How? How?! Tell me this isn't true. Why? - For the girls. - You betrayed me. - Robb-- - No! You knew I would not allow it and you did it anyway. Bran and Rickon are captives in Winterfell. Sansa and Arya are captives in King's Landing. I have five children, and only one of them is free. I lost one son fighting by your son's side. I lost another to the Kingslayer, strangled with a chain. You commit treason because your children are prisoners? I would carve out my heart and offer it to the father if he would let my sons wake from their graves and step into a prison cell. I grieve for your sons, My Lord. I don't want your grief. I want my vengeance. And you stole it from me. Killing Jaime Lannister would not buy life for your children, but returning him to King's Landing may buy life for mine. Jaime Lannister has played you for a fool. You've weakened our position. You've brought discord into our camp. And you did it all behind my back. Make sure she's guarded day and night. Robb. How many men did we send in pursuit of the Kingslayer? 40, Your Grace. Send another 40 with our fastest horses. Robb. Whoa, oof! Damn. You're much uglier in daylight. What's your name? I'm Jaime Lannister of Casterly Rock, son of Tywin. A captive Knight has a right to know his captor's identity. Brienne of Tarth. Tarth, Tarth, Tarth. Crescent moons and starbursts. Lord... Selwyn Tarth, your father. Do you have any brothers and sisters, My Lady? It's a long way to King's Landing. Might as well get to know one another. Have you known many men? I suppose not. Women? Horses? Ah! I didn't mean to give offense, My Lady. Forgive me. Your crimes are past forgiveness, Kingslayer. Why do you hate me so much? - Have I ever harmed you? - You've harmed others-- those you were sworn to protect, the weak, the innocent. Has anyone ever told you you're as boring as you are ugly? You will not provoke me to anger. I already have. Look at you. You're ready to chop my head off. Do you think you could? Do you think you could beat me in a fair fight? I've never seen you fight. The answer is no. There are three men in the kingdoms who might have a chance against me. You're not one of them. All my life men like you have sneered at me. And all my life I've been knocking men like you into the dust. If you're so confident, unlock my chains. Let's see what happens. Do you take me for an idiot? In. I took you for a fighter, a man-- pardon-- woman of honor. Was I wrong? You're afraid. Maybe one day we'll find out, Kingslayer. King's Landing will fall an hour after Stannis lands his force. It's not too late for King Joffrey and Cersei and the court to ride west to safety. Surrender the Iron Throne? Better than seeing their heads mounted on the city gates. Stannis will execute them all. No, a king who runs will not be king for long. He's a Lannister. He'll stand and fight. Stannis, two days from the capital and the wolf at my doorstep. The scouts assure us Robb Stark remains north of Ashemark. Ha! The last time the scouts assured us of Stark's movement, he lured us into a trap. Which is why my son is his prisoner. Too close to Casterly Rock. He sent a splinter force to recapture Winterfell. The Greyjoys have done us a great favor. Stark won't risk marching on Casterly Rock until he's at full force. He's a boy and he's never lost a battle. He'll risk anything at any time because he doesn't know enough to be afraid. We'll ride at nightfall. I want a full night's march before he knows we're on the move. Clegane, you'll maintain a Garrison here at Harrenhal. Track down this brotherhood and destroy them. The girl has proven herself a good servant. She'll stay on with you. See that he doesn't get drunk in the evenings. He's poor company when he's sober, but he's better at his work. You've got some questions to answer. Who killed Ser Amory? - I don't know! - Give me the name. - Please! - Take this one out for the crows. I told you, I don't know. Please. Look, it's Yoren's little cunt. Used to be a boy, now it's a girl. Where's Jaqen? Don't care. Where's your stick now, bitch? I promised to fuck you with it. Come on, time to kill some wolves. You need sour cherries to make it right. And the secret is you dry the stones, and then you break them with a mallet. That's where the real flavor is. You crush 'em up real fine. And then when you're finished, you sprinkle them over the piecrust. - Where's Jaqen? - How would I know? I need him now. Lord Tywin's marching tonight. - You need him? - He's helping me. - I saw him. - Where? - Where?! - Ow! Where? They went riding out the gates a few hours ago. On patrol. Let go of my ears. What do you want with him anyway? Mance is gonna march on the Wall. When he does, one brother inside his army will be worth 1,000 fighting against it. - They'll never trust me. - They might... - If you do what needs to be done. - What? How does it feel knowing those men all died so you could skip through the snow with your little savage girl? I didn't. I should have known better, trusting a traitor's bastard. He's not yours to kill, crow. Do you have to do that here? I like to keep me hands clean. Yes, but do you have to do it here? You should start wearing the gold cloak. I don't want to wear a gold cloak. You're commander of the City Watch. You shouldn't be dressed like a common sellsword. A cloak slows you down in a fight, makes it hard to move quietly. And the gold catches the light, so you're nice and easy to spot at night. Well, you're not sneaking through alleyways any longer. You're supposed to stand out. We had a deal, and wearing a gold cloak wasn't part of it. Fine, fine. No gold cloak. - What? - What? What? What? Why are you staring at me? You don't want me cleaning me nails. You don't want me looking your way. Why am I here? To help me plan the defense of King's Landing. Stannis will be here any day. And one of these explains how to beat him? "An History of the Great Sieges of Westeros" by Archmaester "Shevelathin." "Shevelatesh." "Chevalteesh." I'd swap all your books for a few good archers. My Lord Hand, Commander. I must compliment you on the Gold Cloaks' performance these last few weeks. Did you know there has been a marked drop in thievery? I did not know. And how did you accomplish this marked drop in thievery? Me and the lads rounded up all the known thieves. For questioning? Uh, no. It's just the unknown thieves we need to worry about now. - We talked about this. - Aye, we talked about it. Have you ever been in a city under siege? Maybe this part's not in your books. See, it's not the fighting that kills most people. It's the starving. Food's worth more than gold. Noble ladies sell their diamonds for a sack of potatoes. Things get bad enough, the poor start eating each other. The thieves, they love a siege. Soon as the gates are sealed, they steal all the food. By the time it's all over, they're the richest men in town. Given the circumstances, My Lord, I believe extreme measures are warranted. Ah. "The Great Sieges of Westeros." Thrilling subject. Shame Archmaester Ch'vyalthan wasn't a better writer. Stannis knows King's Landing. He knows where the walls are strongest and he knows which gates are weakest. The mud gate. A good ram will batter it down in minutes and it's only 50 yards from the water. That's where he'll land. And if Stannis does attack the mud gate, what is our plan? We could throw books at his men. We don't have that many books. We don't have that many men, either. What do we have? Pig shit. I'm not cut out for this sort of work. I always imagined meself doing something much worse. We're digging latrine pits at the end of the world. I can't imagine anything much worse. You lack imagination. Where do you think Jon is right now? He went off with the Halfhand. He didn't come back. A betting man would go with dead. He's not dead. No, Jon's a great fighter. Well, he's better than me and a lot better than you. He's got a Valyrian steel sword. So did his father. And Qhorin Halfhand is the greatest ranger alive. Great rangers never get old is the problem. Shit ones neither. It's them in the middle that last a long time. What in seven hells is that? The First Men made these marks. Help me with it. Look. If you find something you're not supposed to, best thing to do is pretend you've never seen it. That's a Night's Watch cloak. It's been here a long time. Oh, must be Dragonglass. Dragonglass? The Maesters call it Obsidian. Why would a brother hide it here? I expect it's 'cause he wanted somebody to find it. Mind where you're going. I'm sorry. I'll-- - where were you? - A man has patrol duty. Tywin Lannister was right here and now he's gone. A girl owes one more name. The Red God demands it. Give the man a name. How long after I give you the name does it take you to kill someone? A minute, an hour, a month. Death is certain, the time is not. He's taking his army to attack my brother. I need him dead right now. This a man cannot do. You promised you'd help me. Help was not promised, lovely girl. Only death. There must be others. Give a name, any name. And you'll kill them? Anybody? By the seven New Gods and the Old Gods beyond counting, I swear it. All right. Jaqen H'ghar. A girl gives a man his own name? - That's right. - Gods are not mocked. - This is no joking thing. - I'm not joking. A man can go kill himself. - Un-name me. - No. Please? I'll un-name you. Thank you. If you help me and my friends escape. This would require more than one life. - This is not part of our bargain. - Fine, Jaqen H'ghar. A girl lacks honor. If I do this thing, a girl must obey. A girl will obey. A girl and her friends will walk through the gate at midnight. Thank you, Podrick. Odd little boy. I have a certain sympathy for odd little boys. You and Varys both. Excellent lamprey pie. Were you slaving away in the kitchen all day? I hear Joffrey plans on fighting. An inspiration for the troops. The young king in his shining armor fighting to defend the capital against the wicked old rebel. He's only a boy. Younger boys are off fighting his war. He's not ready. What is he, 17? - Remember Jaime at 17? - Better than you. Some men have a gift for this sort of thing, some don't. His place is not on the battlefield. It's not on the throne, either, sadly for all of us. Do you think I'm an idiot? No, I'd say you possess above average intelligence. You shipped off my only daughter. And now you want to send my eldest son to the battlefield to die. He'll have his Kingsguard protecting him. He has the finest armor gold can buy. He needs to be out there. The men will fight more fiercely seeing their king fighting beside them instead of hiding behind his mother's skirts. Any dessert? Do you know why Varys is so dangerous? Because he has thousands of spies in his employ. Because he knows everything we do before we do it. Because he doesn't have a cock. Neither do you. Perhaps I'm dangerous, too. You, on the other hand, are as big a fool as every other man. That little worm between your legs does half your thinking. It's not that little. Why are you smiling? Because I'm happy. And why are you happy? Because I have your little whore. I thought you preferred blondes. Such a droll little fellow. Tell me, have you married this one yet? No? Oh, good. Father will be so pleased. Why do you care who I fuck? Because a Lannister always pays her debts. You stole my only daughter, you plot to have Joffrey killed. This is madness. Stannis will be here in days. - You need me. - For what? Your skill in battle? Pretty thing, your whore. Lovely body. The bruises will heal in time. Where did you find her? Varys isn't the only one who hears whispers. Really, a Lannister lion necklace? You need to hide your secret whores more carefully. You've forgotten the most important thing about whores. Oh? Well, you're the expert. Tell me. You don't buy them; You only rent them. You're usually a better liar, baby brother. This one you like. You like her very much. Could it be love? Don't worry, she'll be treated gently enough... unless Joffrey is hurt. And then every wound he suffers she'll suffer, too. And if he dies, there isn't a man alive who could devise a more painful death for your little cunt. And how do I know you haven't killed her already? Would you like to see her? I thought you might. Ser Mandon, bring in my brother's whore. I'm sorry they hurt you. You must be brave. I promise I will free you. Don't forget me. Never. I will hurt you for this. A day will come when you think you're safe and happy and your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth. And you will know the debt is paid. Get out. Shae! I've been waiting all night. What is wrong? You're beautiful. Then why do you look sad? We have to be more careful. Don't be afraid. I can take care of myself. There are people who want to hurt me. I know. I won't let them. I'll cut off their faces. I will. I would kill for you. Do you know that? I expect I'll have to before this is over. You're mine. I'm yours. Promise me. I'm yours, and you are mine. Still no word? We've sent a dozen ravens. None have returned. My bastard is only a few days from Winterfell. - Once he captures the castle-- - Theon has my brothers. - If we storm the castle-- - He wouldn't dare hurt the boys. They're his only hope of escaping the North with his head. Send word to your son. Any Ironborn who surrender will be allowed to return safely to their homes. A touch of mercy is a virtue, Your Grace. Too much-- Any ironborn with the exception of Theon Greyjoy. He betrayed our cause. He betrayed me. And we will hunt him down no matter where he runs. I expect his countrymen will turn on him the minute they hear the offer. Your pardon, My Lord. Your Grace. My Lady. How are you? How am I? I've had to arrest my mother. The Lannisters have my sisters. The man I considered my closest friend has seized my home and my brothers. I'm fighting a war and I don't know if I should march south or north. I'm sorry. It was a stupid question. - I'm sorry. - No. Forgive me. You're being kind. I have no right. You have every right. You're a king. That's not the kind of king I want to be. What kind do you want to be? I don't know. The good kind. Most kings grew up as princes. They spend their whole lives preparing for the crown. I was raised to be Lord of Winterfell. I was raised to be a proper little lady, to play the harp and dance the latest steps and recite Valyrian poetry. I'd like to hear you play the harp. No. No, you would not. How did you go from reciting Valyrian poetry to sawing off men's feet? When I was 12, my mother and father went to a wedding. Weddings in Volantis last for days, you know. And they left me with my little brother. The second afternoon they were gone was the hottest day in the three-year summer. We couldn't bear to be inside, so we ran down to the Rhoyne. Every child in Volantis was in the Rhoyne that day. The rich, the poor, we were all there, naked, screaming, racing to the little islands. Drummers were playing for coppers on the east bank. I was treading water, talking to a friend when I realized I hadn't seen my brother. I called his name. Then I started screaming his name. And then I saw him floating facedown. My heart just... stopped. I was... I dragged him from the water. My friend helped me, I think. I don't even remember. He was so little. Then we pulled him onto the riverbank... and I screamed at him and I shook him and he was dead. Just dead. A man ran over. He had a fish tattoo on his face. In Volantis the slaves have tattoos so you know what they are without having to talk to them. And this man worked on a fishing boat. And he pushed me out of the way. You have to understand, for a slave to push a highborn girl-- that's death for the man, a terrible death. But he pushed me out of the way and he started pressing on my brother's chest again and again and again until my brother spat out half of the Rhoyne and cried out. And the man cradled his head and told him to be calm. I decided two things that day. I would not waste my years planning dances and masquerades with the other noble ladies. And when I came of age... I would never live in a slave city again. I'm sorry, Your Grace. You told me of your problems and I've blathered on. I don't want to marry the Frey girl. I don't want you to marry her. But you needed that bridge. I hope it's a very beautiful bridge. The sour cherries was all crushed up and ready. Shut up. Probably in the piecrust by now. In the oven, the nice warm oven. Shut up. What did you bring? The cheese could be better. I did get some nice sausages. What did he want us to do about those guards? He didn't say. He just said, "walk through the gates. What about the guards? He didn't say anything about the guards. What, he left that bit out? It's a pretty important part, don't you think? - We have to trust him. - Trust him? You trusted him to fight with us and you set him free - and he ran. - I want to go back to the kitchens. Shut up. Stay here if you're afraid. Arry, don't. Away! Reset! If the wind holds, we'll reach King's landing in a day. Will it hold? Can't make promises for the wind, Your Grace. Again, pull! I admire you, Ser Davos. I thank you, Your Grace. Pleased to hear it. Some highborn fools call you Onion Knight and think they insult you. So you take the onion for your Sigil, sew it on your coat, fly the onion flag. My son wishes me to change it. Three mermen with tridents, something like that. I understand why the older families look down at me. Do you? Why? - My father was a crabber. - And? Well, sons of Lords don't like to break bread with sons of crabbers. Our hands stink. And where were those Lords when Storm's End starved? Many fought bravely for your brother. Many fought for the Mad King. You defend these men who insult you behind your back. Some are happy to do it to my face. We were forgotten. Robert and Ned Stark-- they were the heroes, the glorious rebels marching from battle to battle, liberating towns from the yoke of the Mad King while I held Storm's End with 500 men. - No one has forgotten, Your Grace. - No? Robert did. He gave Storm's End to Renly after the war. Renly never fought a day in his life. - He was only a boy. - Then why'd he give him Storm's End? First we ate the horses. We weren't riding anyway, not with the castle surrounded. We couldn't feed them, so fine, the horses. Then the cats. Never liked cats. So fine. I do like dogs. Good animals. Loyal. But we ate them. Then the rats. The night before you slipped through, I thought my wife was dying. She couldn't speak anymore, she was so frail. And then you made it through the lines. Slipped right through in your little black sailboat with your onions. And potatoes. Some salted beef, I believe. Every man in Storm's End wanted to kiss you that night. I was relieved they did not. Robert told me to hold Storm's End, so I held it. Then he told me he was giving it to Renly, so I gave it up. Insult or no, I gave it up because Robert was my older brother and he was the king and I've always done my duty. But now I'm the rightful king by every law of Westeros. And when I sit the Iron Throne, you'll be my Hand. Your Grace... I pray I serve you well. I expect you'll be the first crabber's son to wear the badge. You're the master of whisperers. You're supposed to know everything. No man can be in all rooms at all times. I have many little birds in the North, My Lord, but I haven't heard their songs since Theon Greyjoy captured Winterfell. The Stark forces are distracted. Now is the time to strike. To strike? My dear nephew, you do see these men preparing the walls for siege? You do understand Stannis Baratheon sails this way? If my Uncle Stannis lands on the shores of King's Landing, I'll ride out to greet him. A brave choice, Your Grace. I'm sure your men will line up behind you. They say Stannis never smiles. I'll give him a red smile from ear to ear. Imagine Stannis's terror. I am trying. You're an intelligent man. I'd like to think I'm an intelligent man. Oh, no one disputes that, My Lord, not even the multitudes who despise you. I wish we could converse as two honest, intelligent men. I wish we could, too. What do you want? Tell me. If we're going to play, you'll have to start. My brother was the youngest Kingsguard in history. My sister became queen at the age of 19. When I reached manhood, my father put me in charge of all the drains and cisterns in Casterly Rock. A most highborn plumber. The water never flowed better. And all the shit found its way to the sea. I never expected to have any real power. So when my father named me acting Hand-- You're quite good at being Hand, you know? Jon Arryn and Ned Stark were good men, honorable men, but they disdained the game and those who played. - You enjoy the game. - I do. Last thing I expected. And you play it well. I'd like to keep playing it. If Stannis breaches the gates, the game is over. They say he burns his enemies alive to honor the Lord of Light. The Lord of Light wants his enemies burned, the drowned God wants them drowned. Why are all the Gods such vicious cunts? Where is the God of tits and wine? In the Summer Isles, they worship a fertility goddess with 16 teats. We should sail there immediately. This morning I heard a song all the way from Qarth beyond the Red Waste. Daenerys Targaryen lives. A girl at the edge of the world is the least of our problems. She has three dragons. But even if what they say is true, it'll be years before they are fully grown. And then there will be nowhere to hide. One game at a time, my friend. Careful, Khaleesi. Xaro owns this city and the warlocks have 1,000 eyes watching for you. I found one-- a ship with a good captain. She leaves for Astapor tomorrow. - Astapor? - We cannot stay here. They have my dragons. A mother does not flee without her children. They're not your children. I know they call you the Mother of Dragons and I know you love them, but you didn't grow them in your womb. They didn't suckle at your breast. They are dragons, Khaleesi. And if we stay in Qarth, we'll die. You should sail to Astapor. I'm sure you'll be safe there. You know I would die for you. I will never abandon you. I'm sworn to protect you, to serve. Then serve me. If my dragons are in the House of the Undying, then take me there. That's what the warlock wants. He told you so himself. If you enter that place, you will never leave again. - His magic is strong. - And what of my magic? You saw me step into the fire. You watched the witch burn. What did the flames do to me? Do you remember? Until my last breath I will remember. After I have forgotten my mother's face. They are my children. And they are the only children I will ever have. Take me to them. We should bury them. I'd leave 'em up a few more days. Sends a message. If they haven't got the damn message yet, a few more days won't help. As you say. But it don't hurt to let 'em rot a while longer. What's this? Gold for the farmer. For his trouble. His troubles are done. He's feeding the crops now. His wife, too. You want to keep a man silent, you silence him. Got as far as the farm and then doubled back. Walked through the stream to throw off the hounds. Hoped this would be the last place they'd think to look. You're right... so far. Who was that out there hung up the gates? Must have been the farmer's boys. He killed them and burned them and passed them off as the little lords? Shh, shh, shh. They mustn't know. Bran would blame himself. They'll never hear it from me. The little lads have suffered enough. 

#第十八集

#本集共有单词数：212  总词数：6391

a =['Archmaester', 'Ashemark', 'Astapor', 'Bawling', 'Bones', 'Ch', 'Chevalteesh','Chopping', 'Crescent', 'Dragonglass', 'Drummers', 'End', 'Envy', 'Exactly','Excellent', 'Food', 'Garrison', 'Given', 'Hoped', 'Imagine', 'Insult','Knows', 'Mandon', 'Many', 'Milady', 'New', 'Noble', 'Obsidian', 'Odd','Onion', 'Pig', 'Pleased', 'Pretty', 'Reset', 'Rhoyne', 'Rider', 'Selwyn','Sends', 'Shevelatesh', 'Shevelathin', 'Shit', 'Sieges', 'Slipped', 'Storm','Surrender', 'Thrilling', 'Track', 'Un', 'Used', 'Walked', 'Weddings','Younger', 'achievement', 'alleyways', 'anger', 'archers', 'ashes','attractive', 'average', 'batter', 'beef', 'betting', 'blathered', 'blondes','breaches', 'butchering', 'calm', 'captives', 'captor', 'captures', 'catches','charwomen', 'cherries', 'chest', 'circumstances', 'cisterns', 'cleaning','confident', 'converse', 'countrymen', 'crabber', 'crabbers', 'cradled','crib', 'dances', 'daylight', 'decorated', 'despise', 'dessert', 'diamonds','digging', 'discord', 'disdained', 'disputes', 'distracted', 'doubled','drains', 'droll', 'dumbest', 'employ', 'endured', 'escaping', 'evenings','exception', 'expert', 'explains', 'facedown', 'farmer', 'farmers', 'fastest','fellow', 'fertility', 'fiercely', 'flag', 'floors', 'flowed', 'fully', 'glorious','greet', 'harp', 'hottest', 'hung', 'identity', 'intelligence', 'ironborn','kills', 'kiss', 'knocking', 'knowing', 'lacks', 'lamprey', 'latrine','liberating', 'lured', 'mallet', 'marked', 'marks', 'marrying', 'measures','mermen', 'meself', 'midnight', 'minutes', 'mocked', 'mounted', 'movement','multitudes', 'necklace', 'onions', 'oof', 'oven', 'painful', 'performance','piecrust', 'pits', 'plowing', 'plumber', 'poetry', 'preferred', 'preparing','pressing', 'provoke', 'pursuit', 'push', 'racing', 'ram', 'reached','recapture', 'reciting', 'rent', 'riverbank', 'rounded', 'sailboat', 'salted','sausages', 'sawing', 'sellsword', 'sew', 'skill', 'skip', 'slaving', 'slows','smiles', 'sneaking', 'sober', 'splinter', 'sprinkle', 'starbursts', 'starved','suckle', 'suffers', 'swap', 'tattoo', 'tattoos', 'teats', 'thievery','tougher', 'treading', 'tridents', 'uglier', 'un', 'unknown', 'unlock','virtue', 'warlock', 'warranted', 'weakened', 'weakest', 'wicked', 'woke','writer', 'yards']

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