All language subtitles for Game Of Thrones S02E10 Valar Morghulis

Pod.

Pod!

Find Bronn or Varys.

Tell them I am here with Maester Pycelle.

Tell them I am very much alive.

Yes, my lord.

Would you like something for the pain?

What happened?

The murderer and traitor Stannis Baratheon

suffered a stunning defeat
at the hands of your father.

Where am I?

These are your new chambers.

A little cramped, perhaps,
but you don't need much room, do you?

You are no longer Hand of the King.

For your trouble.

I, Joffrey of the House Baratheon,
first of my name,

the rightful King of the Andals
and the First Men,

Lord of the Seven Kingdoms
and Protector of the Realm,

do hereby proclaim my grandfather,

Tywin Lannister, the saviour of the city
and the Hand of the King.

Thank you, Your Grace.

Lord Petyr Baelish, step forward.

For your good service and ingenuity

in uniting the Houses of Lannister and Tyrell,

I declare that you shall be granted
the castle of Harrenhal

with all its attendant lands and incomes

to be held by your sons and grandsons
from this day until the end of time.

You honour me beyond words, Your Grace.

I shall have to acquire
some sons and grandsons.

Ser Loras Tyrell.

Your house has come to our aid.

The whole realm is in your debt,
none more so than I.

If your family would ask anything of me,
ask it,

and it shall be yours.

Your Grace,

my sister Margaery,
her husband was taken from us before...

She remains innocent.

I would ask you to find it in your heart
to do us the great honour

of joining our houses.

Is this what you want, Lady Margaery?

With all my heart, Your Grace.

I have come to love you from afar.

Tales of your courage and wisdom
have never been far from my ears.

And those tales have taken root
deep inside of me.

I, too, have heard tales
of your beauty and grace,

but the tales do not do you justice, my lady.

It would be an honour to return your love,

but I am promised to another.

A king must keep his word.

Your Grace,

in the judgement of your Small Council,
it would be neither proper nor wise

for you to wed the daughter
of a man beheaded for treason,

a girl whose brother is in open rebellion
against the throne as we speak.

For the good of the realm,
your councillors beg you

to set Sansa Stark aside.

- Margaery!
- We want Margaery!

I would like to heed your wishes
and the wishes of my people,

but I took a holy vow.

Your Grace,

the gods do indeed hold betrothal solemn,

but your father, blessed be his memory,

made this pact before the Starks
revealed their falseness.

I have consulted with the High Septon

and he assures me
that their crimes against the realm

free you from any promise
you have made to them

in the sight of the gods.

The gods are good.

I am free to heed my heart.

Ser Loras, I will gladly wed your sweet sister.

You will be my queen

and I will love you from this day
until my last day.

My lady.

My sincerest condolences.

They're right. I'm not good enough for him.

You shouldn't say that.

You'll be good enough for many things.

He'll still enjoy beating you.

And now that you're a woman,

he'll be able to enjoy you
in other ways as well.

But, if he's not marrying me...

He'll let you go home?

Joffrey's not the sort of boy
who gives away his toys.

You have a tender heart,
just like your mother did at your age.

I can see so much of her in you.

She was like a sister to me.

For her sake, I'll help get you home.

King's Landing is my home now.

Look around you.

We're all liars here.

And every one of us is better than you.

Come in.

Make yourself comfortable.

That doesn't look very comfortable.

Here, watch me.

- No need for that, my dear.
- You sure?

Most men like what they see.

I'm not like most men.

That's what most men say.

If you don't want what most men want,

then you'd better tell me
what you'd like me to do.

I would like you

to tell me if working for Lord Baelish
has been all you'd hoped it would be.

Have we met?

You wouldn't remember me if we had?

I meet a lot of men.

And I think you remember all of them.

I think your true talents are wasted on them.

You're very kind, my lord.

Allow me to return the favour.

You're afraid.

Why? Nothing dangerous down there.

I know who you are.

And, unlike your current employer,
I protect those who work for me.

I don't abuse them to satisfy royal whims
or force them to abuse each other.

How do you know about that?

I thought you said you knew who I was.

What can I do for you, Lord Varys?

Littlefinger looks at you
and sees a collection of profitable holes.

I see a potential partner.

- I'm afraid of him.
- Oh, you should be.

He's a dangerous man.

But everyone has their weaknesses.

Your current employer hides his very well,

but not as well as he thinks.

You're a virgin, I take it?

Walk.

Childhood must have been awful for you.

Were you a foot taller than all the boys?

They laughed at you, called you names?

Some boys like a challenge.

One or two must have tried
to get inside Big Brienne.

One or two tried.

Ah.

But you fought them off.

But maybe you wished one of them could

overpower you, fling you down,
tear off your clothes.

But none of them were strong enough.

- I'm strong enough.
- Not interested.

Of course you are. You'd love to know
what it feels like to be a woman.

Ah.

"They lay with lions."

Tavern girls, I'd say.

Probably served my father's soldiers.

Maybe one of them gave up a kiss and a feel.

That's how they earned this.

The glorious work of
the Northern freedom fighters.

Must make you proud to serve the Starks.

I don't serve the Starks.

I serve Lady Catelyn.

Tell yourself that tonight
when they swing in your dreams.

- What are you doing?
- Burying them.

We shouldn't stay here.
We should get back on the river.

I think these women would understand if...

I don't care what you think.

I didn't leave it here. I had me dagger.

Untie me. Now!

I gave it to you to cut the rope,
and now I don't have me dagger no more.

So unless it got stuck in your arse
on its way to your cunt,

it stands to reason that it's gone. Whoa.

What's your business here?

Travelling a prisoner.

- You're a woman.
- A woman!

Well, fuck me!

If you've quite finished up...

- All right, we'll be going.
- Whoa. Whoa!

Who do you fight for?

The Starks.

What did he do?

- Apparently eating is now a crime. Who knew?
- No, stealing is a crime.

But it's not a crime to starve.
That's justice for you.

- Where are you taking him?
- To Riverrun.

Why Riverrun?

Steal from the Tullys,
it's their dungeons you rot in.

- Why not kill him?
- For stealing a pig?

I don't give the orders.

He must be important to someone.

Sending him with you?
How important could he be?

All right, have it your way,

my lady.

- Do I know you?
- Have you been to Ashemark?

- No.
- Then you don't know me.

Do you ever go to the river market
at Salt Rock?

- Is it near Ashemark?
- No.

I've never been there.

What do you think of these beauties?

I hope you gave them quick deaths.

Two of them we did, yeah.

Wait.

I do know you.

That's Jaime Lannister.

I wish someone had told me.
I wouldn't have had to steal that pig.

If this is the Kingslayer,
I think I'd know about it.

How do you know what
the Kingslayer looks like?

I was at Whispering Wood. I saw him.

They dragged him out of the woods
and threw him down before the king.

He's not the Kingslayer.
Sorry to disappoint you.

If he was, I'd only be travelling his head.

I have a question for you both.

And I want you to answer it at the same time.

I count to three, you both answer.

What's his name?

One.

Two. Three.

Two quick deaths.

Those were Stark men.

I don't serve the Starks.

I serve Lady Catelyn.

I told you I'd take you to King's Landing,
and that's what I'm going to do.

Stay.

Walder Frey is a dangerous man to cross.

I know that.

And you mean to do it anyway?

I love her.

I know that seems important to you.

It is important to me.

Your father didn't love me when we married.

He hardly knew me or I him.

Love didn't just happen to us.

We built it slowly over the years,

stone by stone,

for you, for your brothers and sisters,
for all of us.

It's not as exciting as
secret passion in the woods,

but it is stronger.

It lasts longer.

And that is what would be in store for me
with one of Walder Frey's daughters,

- what you and father had?
- Why not?

Because she's not beautiful?

Because she's not exotic and exciting?

Now you're arguing just to argue
because you arranged it.

And you agreed to it.

You gave him your word.

Treat your oaths recklessly,
and your people will do the same.

If your father lived his life for one thing...

My father is dead.

And the only parent I have left
has no right to call anyone reckless.

You said you saw my victory in the flames.

I did.

- I still see it.
- The flames lied.

And I'm no better than a savage

trusting in a fire god.

I fought for your god in Blackwater Bay.

I led my men to the gates of the seventh hell

as their brothers burned alive, and for what?

Attacked from behind
by Tywin Lannister and the Tyrells.

If you see so much in your flames,
why didn't you warn me?

The Lord of Light only allows me glimpses.

You claimed to speak for a god.

Will you quit the war
just because you've lost a battle?

You talk about war as if you understand it.

I've been fighting far longer than you.

Have you?

Show me how you fight.

Show me.

Where's your god now?

Will he save you?

Where is your god?

Inside you.

I murdered my brother.

We murdered him.

Share the weight with me.

He wasn't your brother.

This war has just begun.

It will last for years.

Thousands will die at your command.

You will betray the men serving you.

You will betray your family.

You will betray everything
you once held dear.

And it will all be worth it

because you are the Son of Fire.

You are the Warrior of Light.

You will sweep aside
this pretender and that one.

You will be king.

You promise these things,

but you don't know.

None of us know.

Let me show you.

Look into the fire, my king.

Look.

- I see fire.
- Keep looking.

Do you see?

Do you see, my king?

Yes.

I will kill that man.

I don't care how many arrows
they feather me with,

how many spears they run through me,

I will kill that horn-blowing cunt before I fall.

They want you to know you're surrounded.

I know I'm surrounded.

I know that because
I stood on the battlements

and saw I was surrounded.

They don't want you to sleep.

They want to sap your spirit before...

Thank you, wise bald man.

Thank you for explaining siege tactics to me.

No word from my father?

No.

Send more ravens.

You killed all the ravens.

The first time I saw Winterfell...

First time I saw Winterfell,

it looked like something
that had been here for thousands of years

and would be here for thousands of years
after I was dead.

I saw it and I thought,

"Of course, Ned Stark crushed our rebellion
and killed my brothers.

"We never stood a chance against
the man who lives here."

Lord Stark went out of his way
to make it your home.

Yes, my captors were so very kind to me.
You love reminding me of that.

Everyone in this frozen pile of shit
has always loved reminding me of that.

You know what it's like to be told
how lucky you are to be someone's prisoner?

To be told how much you owe them?

And then to go back home
to your real father...

I will kill that man.

I swear to the Drowned God,

the Old Gods, the New Gods,

to every fucking god
in every fucking heaven, I will kill that man.

Theon, listen to me.

I serve Winterfell.

Now Winterfell is yours.

I'm bound by oath to serve you.

And what's your counsel, trusted friend?

Run.

Five hundred Northmen
wait outside the walls. You have 20 men.

You can't win.

Wait for nightfall and run.

There's nowhere to run.

I'd never make it back to the Iron Islands.

And even if I did, even if by some miracle
I slipped through the lines and made it home,

I'd be a coward.

The Greyjoy who ran.

The shame of the family.

Don't go home.

Join the Night's Watch.

Once a man has taken the black,

he's beyond reach of the law.

All his past crimes are forgiven.

I won't make it to the Wall.

I won't make it 10 feet past
the Winterfell gates.

There are ways.

Hidden passageways built
so the Lords of Winterfell could escape.

The road will be dangerous.

But with a little luck...

The Night's Watch
is an ancient, honourable order.

You'll have opportunities there.

The opportunity for Jon Snow
to cut my throat in my sleep.

The opportunity to make amends
for what you've done.

I've done a lot, haven't I?

Things I never imagined myself doing.

I've known you many years, Theon Greyjoy.

You're not the man you're pretending to be.

Not yet.

You may be right.

But I've gone too far
to pretend to be anything else.

You hear that?

That's the mating call of the Northmen.

They want to fuck us.

Well, I haven't had a good fuck in weeks.
I'm ready for one.

They say every ironborn man
is worth a dozen from the mainland.

Aye!

- You think they're right?
- Aye.

We die today, brothers.

We die bleeding from 100 wounds

with arrows in our necks
and spears in our guts,

but our war cries will echo through eternity.

They will sing about the battle of Winterfell

until the Iron Islands
have slipped beneath the waves.

Every man, woman
and child will know who we were

and how long we stood.

Aggar and Gelmarr,

Wex and Urzen,

Stygg and Black Lorren.

Ironborn warriors will cry out our names

as they leap onto the shores
of Seagard and Faircastle.

Aye!

- Mothers will name their sons for us.
- Aye!

Girls will think of us
with their lovers inside them.

Aye!

And whoever kills that fucking horn-blower
will stand in bronze above the shores of Pyke!

Aye!

- What is dead may never die!
- What is dead may never die!

Thought he'd never shut up.

It was a good speech. Didn't want to interrupt.

What is this?

What are you doing?

Let's go home.

Come on.

Why should I believe you?

Why would I lie about it?

To create strife between my sister and me.

Where before there was nothing but love.

Ser Mandon Moore tried to kill you
on your sister's orders.

If it weren't for your squire's bravery,
you'd be a dead man.

- Pod.
- Yes, my lord?

Would it be excessive of me to ask you
to save my life twice in a week?

- No, my lord.
- You're a good lad.

Get Bronn, tell him

I want four of his most loyal gold cloaks
outside my door at all times.

I'm afraid your friend has been relieved
of his command of the City Watch.

The gold cloaks are now firmly in the hands
of your father or your sister.

It varies from cloak to cloak.

- Then my hill tribesmen.
- Have gone home.

Your father paid them quite handsomely.

I'm afraid we won't be seeing each other
for some time, my lord.

Don't want to swim too close
to a drowning man?

And I thought we were friends.

We are.

Podrick, would you mind?

There are many who know that without you
this city faced certain defeat.

The king won't give you any honours,

the histories won't mention you,

but we will not forget.

Come along now, Podrick.

My love.

It was good of you to come.

Good of me? Of course I come.

- I want to see you.
- Believe me, you don't.

Have you looked?

I will be the first.

Well?

You are a mess.

I'm a monster as well as a dwarf.

- You should charge me double.
- You think I'm here for money?

That was the arrangement we made.

I pay you and you lie to me.

Oh.

I'm a poor little rich man
and nobody loves me,

so I make jokes all the time
and pay them to laugh.

Fuck your money.

- Let's leave.
- Leave?

Leave King's Landing. They tried to kill you.
They will try again.

Going into wars, fighting soldiers,
you're terrible at this.

Let's take a boat to Pentos
and never come back.

- You don't belong here.
- What would we do in Pentos?

Eat, drink,

fuck, live.

I want to go with you.

So do it.

Your father, your sister, all these bad people,
they can't stop you.

Forget about them. Come with me.

I can't.

I do belong here.

These bad people are what I'm good at.

Outtalking them, outthinking them.

It's what I am.

And I like it.

I like it more than anything I've ever done.

Are you going to leave?

You have a shit memory.

I am yours and you are mine.

In the sight of the Seven,

I hereby seal these two souls,

binding them as one for eternity.

Look upon one another

and say the words.

- Father, smith...
- Father, smith...

- warrior, mother...
- warrior, mother...

- maiden, crone, stranger.
- maiden, crone, stranger.

- I am hers and she is mine...
- I am his and he is mine...

- from this day until the end of my days.
- from this day until the end of my days.

A house of ghosts, Khaleesi. It is known.

Where are the guards?

No guards.
The warlocks kill with sorcery, not steel.

Let them try.

Is this a riddle?

Khaleesi!

Khaleesi!

Khaleesi!

Are you trying to frighten me
with magic tricks?

You want me? Here I am.
Are you afraid of a little girl?

How did he find us?

- What are you doing here?
- Waiting for you.

How did you know we'd come this way?

After all the things you have seen,
this is your question?

How did you kill those guards?

Was it hard?

No harder than taking a new name,
if you know the way.

Show me how.

- I want to be able to do it, too.
- If you would learn, you must come with me.

Where?

Far and away across
the Narrow Sea to Braavos.

My dancing master was from Braavos.

To be a dancing master is a special thing,
but to be a faceless man,

that is something else entirely.

The girl has many names on her lips.

Joffrey, Cersei, Tywin Lannister,

Ilyn Payne, the Hound.

Names to offer up to the Red God.

She could offer them all one by one.

I want to.

But I can't.

I need to find my brother and mother.

And my sister.

I need to find her, too.

Then we must part.

A man has duties as well.

- Here.
- What is it?

A coin of great value.

Could it buy a horse?

It is not meant for the buying of horses.

Then what good is it?

If the day comes
when you must find me again,

just give that coin to any man from Braavos
and say these words to him,

"Valar Morghulis."

Valar Morghulis.

Please don't go, Jaqen.

Jaqen is dead.

Say it again. Valar Morghulis.

Valar Morghulis.

Good.

Farewell, Arya Stark.

Osha, what are you doing?

Tell us what medicine
to get from your chambers.

- We'll make you better.
- I feel just fine.

They burned it down. They burned everything.

Not everything. Not you.

But they may come back. You have to go.

Put on your warmest clothes.

Pack as much food as you can carry
and go north.

North's the wrong way.

And Mother and brother are south.

We don't know where.

There are too many enemies in the south.

Go to the Wall, to Jon.

He'll look after you
and let your mother know you're safe.

I don't want to leave you.

No more than I want to leave you.

I pulled you into the world.

Both of you.

I've seen both your faces
almost every day since.

And for that, I consider myself very,

very lucky.

Go now with Hodor. Go on.

I'll be right here.

Osha.

You must protect them.

You're the only one who can.

You may have to protect them
against your own kind.

I've got no great love for my own kind.

I'll get you milk of the poppy.

- Tell me where to find it.
- I don't want milk of the poppy.

Do it quickly.

Moon of my life.

This is dark magic, like the magic
that took you from me.

Took you from me before I could even...

Maybe I am dead and I just don't know it yet.

Maybe I am with you in the Night Lands.

Or maybe I refused to enter the Night Lands
without you.

Maybe I told the Great Stallion to go fuck
himself and came back here to wait for you.

That sounds like something you would do.

Or maybe it is a dream.
Your dream, my dream...

...I do not know.

These are questions
for wise men with skinny arms.

You are the moon of my life.

That is all I know...

...and all I need to know.

And if this is a dream...

...I will kill the man who tries to wake me.

Until the sun rises in the west
and sets in the east,

until the rivers run dry

and the mountains blow
in the wind like leaves.

They miss their mother.

They want to be with you.

Do you want to be with them?

You will be.

When your dragons were born,
our magic was born again.

It is strongest in their presence.

And they are strongest in yours.

You will be with them,

through winter, summer,

winter again.

Across a thousand, thousand seasons

you will be with them.

And we will be with you
until time comes to an end.

Welcome home, Daenerys Stormborn.

This is not my home.

My home is across the sea,
where my people are waiting for me.

They will be waiting a long time.

Dracarys.

We should be there by sundown.

Won't be a fun night for you.
Mance knows how to make crows sing.

If you know what to say,
you might just make it through the night.

Not talking's not the way to go.

Careful with that.

You might cut yourself.

Never swung a sword before, have you?

You look like a baby with a rattle.

Enough of that!

- Stop!
- Why, traitor?

So you can give Mance Rayder
an invitation to Castle Black?

Let 'em fight.

That's it? That's what you can do?

You little shit.

Your traitor father teach you that?

Or was it your whore mother?

We are the watchers on the Wall.

You can tell Mance

that's the man who killed Qhorin Halfhand.

- Burn the body.
- Aye.

You don't want this one coming back for you.

Come along, Jon Snow.

Time to meet the King-beyond-the-Wall.

What the...

Khaleesi, please.

He said you'd never leave Qarth alive.

Come.

Nothing.

Thank you, Xaro Xhoan Daxos.

Thank you for teaching me this lesson.

I am king of Qarth.
I can help you now, truly help you.

We can take the Iron Throne.

- I'll bring you a thousand ships.
- Please, Khaleesi, I beg you.

All that you have dreamed
is within your reach!

I beg you, please!

- Khaleesi.
- Please! Please!

Khaleesi!

It's all a lie.

Looks real enough to me.

Real enough to buy a ship?

Aye, a small ship.

Take all the gold and jewels.

I thought we were coming north
to fight wildlings.

Is this goat?

It's moose.

People shouldn't live anywhere
you need to burn shit to keep warm.

Well, you see a tree, let me know.

If you step back and think about it,

the thing about Gilly that's so interesting is...

- Just bloody kill me.
- No, truly.

The thing about her that I find so interesting
is that after all that Craster's done to her,

she's still got hope that life might get better.

The thing about Gilly
that you find so interesting

is that she said six words to you.

And the thing about you
that I find so interesting

is absolutely nothing.

It's Jon and the Halfhand. They're back.

Two blasts is wildlings.

You're not fighting them alone. Come on.

Three blasts?

Run!

Wait! Wait for me!

Grenn!

Edd!