Full screenplay script and 675-line transcript across 43 scenes for House of the Dragon S03E08: The Treasons at Tumbleton.
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Scene 1:Scene 1
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Orwyle
I must see the queen.
Door Opens
Your Grace.
Door Opens
(rhaenyra gasping) He is risen.
Who?
Aegon!
Sunfyre is alive.
Out!
Sunfyre is dead, rotting in a wasteland.
(Hyperventilating)
Oh.
Sit down.
Aegon burned the Mooton host at Rook's Rest, and then flew... I don't know where.
His supporters have already sent ravens throughout the realm... announcing the king's return.
The smallfolk name it a sign from the gods that Aegon is ordained to rule, that he and his dragon have been resurrected to reclaim the throne.
At this moment, mine own subjects gather outside the Grand Sept, beseeching the gods to say who is meant to rule them.
After all for which I have fought and suffered!
Rhaenyra.
(Daemon shushing)
Scene 2:Scene 2
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The lesser gods have no say in what is to come.
We are the blood of Old Valyria.
You have an absolute power within your grasp.
You have only to wield it.
Fucking Viserys!
He put me here.
His prophecy has tested me again and again, and I have met its every challenge!
(Speaking high valyrian)
Scene 3:Scene 3
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Your Grace, have plans been laid for the Sea Snake's rescue?
There will be a rescue?
Your father will search Tumbleton for the Sea Snake once the town has been reclaimed.
He'll be long dead by then.
Send me now.
You and Addam are needed here to guard the city, if indeed these rumors are true and Sunfyre was allowed to live.
Corlys is your Hand, your oldest ally.
I do not wish your grandsire ill, but he made his choice, and we must now pay its price.
It was your fault.
What?
That Lord Corlys was out there to be taken.
You do not dare.
It is how you've always treated those who serve you.
Addam and I have labored without rest over countless sorties in search of your enemies, only to be repaid in your anger.
Yes, that is because your sorties have yielded nothing, while my enemies have been allowed to muster their strength.
If a person is useful to you, you wield them.
But if not, you abandon them as you have with Rhaena.
And now, she is broken, like my grandsire.
I would have been justified in abandoning you after the Gullet.
Perhaps.
But you need my dragon.
Insolent child.
I should not blame you for it truly.
Insolence runs in your blood.
As your sister has lately reminded us.
Scene 4:Scene 4
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Alyn
Good morrow, my lords.
Maynard
"Good morrow," indeed.
We've just sailed through the night from Driftmark, after learning our Lord Admiral is hostage to the Hightowers.
The queen has called upon you to secure King's Landing.
To answer her could mean our lord's death.
Lord Corlys knew of the risks of his adventures.
He would want us to appraise Velaryon honor as greater than his life.
Who are you to speak to our lord's desires?
His eldest living son.
And named successor.
Your once and future Lord of the Tides.
Guard
Open the gates!
(Horses whinnying)
Scene 5:Scene 5
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About face!
Forward march!
That... all of it, is for you.
Remarkable, is it not?
But... you must be made a knight... before you can be crowned king.
Kneel.
Daeron Targaryen, do you swear before the eyes of gods and men to defend those who cannot defend themselves...
(People clamoring)
Guard
Everyone inside!
Ormund
...to protect all women and children...
Guard
Come back here! Back!
Ormund
...to obey your captains, your liege lord...
Guard
Seal the gates!
Ormund
...to fight bravely whenever needed... and to do such other tasks
as are laid upon you...
Steady!
...however hard...
Hoist!
...or humble or dangerous they may be?
Halt!
I swear it.
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Then, rise a knight.
Ser Daeron the Daring.
And light the way.
(Silverwing snarling)
The Queen of Bastards' armies are at the gates.
And leading them to the slaughter will be her uncle. No. (snaps)
Her lover.
No. (snaps) Her husband.
Daemon fucking Targaryen.
And his dragon.
Of course he's got a fucking dragon!
But he's not gonna use it.
And how do you know?
'Cause his lady wife, the queen, won't let him.
Rhaenyra's got Daemon on a short lead.
Like a bitch in a kennel.
Another ale for the dragonlord.
The Rogue Prince will soon quake before the mighty and terrible Lord Ulf the White!
Scene 7:Scene 7
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Elinda
Your Grace.
Y-Your Grace, is aught amiss?
What is it?
The Princess Helaena.
She still has not taken food.
The maesters worry for her health, especially for the babe in her belly.
Summon Ser Alyn.
I require a full escort to the Grand Sept.
There, today, the High Septon will anoint me and bless my reign for all of King's Landing to see.
There will be no doubt who the gods have chosen to rule.
At once, Your Grace.
Will that be all?
No.
Door Opens
What is this?
Sers.
Sers!
Elinda
My lady.
Beg pardon for the intrusion. We weren't given much time.
Time for what?
Your passage has been arranged aboard the Mermaid's Kiss.
You are to sail for Pentos at dusk.
I am to inform you that your services here are at an end.
(Items clattering)
You have served the queen and the realm most faithfully, and Her Grace wishes to extend her gratitude.
You will be provided with gold sufficient for a manse and servants of your own.
Be quick about it.
I... I do not understand either, my lady.
(Wind swishing)
Scene 8:Scene 8
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The hour has passed, my lady.
I must return you to your quarters.
(Horse nickering)
This way, princess.
Do not trust the queen.
Aegon has returned. His dragon lives.
Your unborn child is a hostage, a prize by which she can hold power
over her enemies.
Guard
Keep moving.
Enough.
She will never release you.
Scene 9:Scene 9
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(aemond's voice echoing) Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Help me.
Alys
Fret not.
You're alive.
Here.
Drink this.
There'll be another in an hour.
She poisoned me.
You have realized you're alone in this world.
In that, we are together.
Scene 10:Scene 10
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But I no longer wish to suffer it.
Do you?
Why do you care whether I am alone?
Whether I live or die?
I'm a kinslayer, Alys.
My own brother is dead by my hand.
I have been damned for my trespasses and cursed to suffer.
You should abandon me.
Lest you bring mine own fate upon yourself.
When the dragon Balerion burned this place, it was to end Lord Harren's line.
But his line was not so easily ended.
A child, a... a boy... lived on.
Burned terribly, but alive.
His mother would have given anything to save him.
She summoned maesters from across the Seven Kingdoms, but to no avail.
Scene 11:Scene 11
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So, she turned to older cures.
She uncovered incantations more ancient than the land.
She treated with things that lived in the forest.
But none of it could unmake what dragonfire made.
And when the boy was gone...
she tr... she tried to go with him.
And that is when she learned the cost.
She discovered then she was cursed.
To live on... to remain within the bounds of the river kings of old... cursed for sharing in Harren's avarice.
Stripped of her name, her title, her castle. (sniffling) And sentenced to serve every ha'penny lord who came here to rule it.
That was a hundred years past.
It's a long time to be alone.
Scene 12:Scene 12
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You must eat, sister.
Door Closes
Think of the babe.
You are thinking of him now, too?
You're saying it's a boy? Do you know this?
Look at me.
You cannot think I would harm you.
Do you think life is nothing more than not being dead?
Our father would hate you for this.
And yet he did nothing to prevent it.
I strove to honor his philosophy until I saw that it would be the realm's undoing.
There is a beetle that emerges on the cusp of summer.
It has lots of colors.
Blue, gold, purples.
It looks like a turtle.
Have you ever noticed it?
I can't say I have.
You can only find it in King's Landing.
It sustains itself on the waste of other creatures.
It's beautiful.
Well, when summer returns, you will have to show me.
Scene 13:Scene 13
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You don't care about it.
You're pretending.
All the things you care about are ugly.
This place... is ugly.
You, yourself... ugly.
Eat.
Or you will force my hand.
No.
No! No!
No! No! No!
Stop! Stop.
(Choking)
Scene 14:Scene 14
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Guard
Forward march!
(Guard shouting indistinctly)
Addam
Brother.
Will you march on Tumbleton as well?
No. Today we guard the queen in her purpose.
Where does she go?
News of Aegon's return has set the queen on a dark path.
She has grounded Baela and confined her to the Keep.
Did you know this?
These are dangerous days, and it is not mine to question Her Grace.
Why would you?
While our father awaits the Hightower gallows, Rhaenyra raises you up in his place.
A glorious ascent for a bastard.
(Guards shouting indistinctly)
I have no ambition but to discharge my duty.
Be ready!
Scene 15:Scene 15
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Alyn
Form up!
Guard
Form up!
March!
(Soldiers chattering)
Daeron
Gods.
How will we face them all?
Bravely and pointlessly.
Take your places, boys.
Keep coming, take your places.
Keep coming. Be brave.
Put the boys to the front. They must be seen.
My lord, Ulf hasn't reported, and he's not with his dragon.
Take a tithing of men off each post.
Search the town. Find him.
Roxton
You! With me.
Something's wrong.
Yes.
We're all going to die.
No.
With Uncle.
He and Roxton have some secret plot afoot.
He has kept it even from me.
Gwayne
Whatever it was...
Get away from me!
...it has not appeared to have come to pass.
Please!
Please, ser, we don't want to do it.
I just want to go home to my mom.
Don't make us.
(Children begging)
I must take wing against the enemy.
No!
All these men, these boys, are here for me.
I cannot let them fight alone.
For what purpose, boy?
To become another body amongst Ormund's countless dead?
What are my choices?
I either fight, or I flee.
(Dragon bellowing)
Mayhaps there is another.
Soldier
Dragon!
Scene 16:Scene 16
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Ormund
Ulf the Dragonrider!
I'm looking for Ulf the Dragonrider.
Ulf!
(Caraxes screeching)
Ulf!
And now, Lord Ormund's boy king and his faithful squire.
Shut up.
Driftmark lies in ruin, your legacy in tatters.
But King Daeron, in all his generosity and wisdom, can offer a richer future than the one Rhaenyra has laid for you.
My honor is all that remains to me.
Do you really think I would hawk it for Hightower coin?
Gwayne
Very well.
The hard road, then.
(Bell tolling, townsfolk chattering)
Scene 17:Scene 17
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Guard
Make way!
Clear the way!
Move back!
Get back! Get back!
Move! Clear the way!
Get back!
(Horse whinnying)
(Bell tolling)
Scene 18:Scene 18
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Guard
Get back!
You are my heir now, Joffrey, and the duty I pass to you is more than simple rule.
There is a story that your grandsire told me.
It was told to him by the Old King.
And I passed it on... to your brother... following mine own ascent.
(Bellowing)
Tumbleton, my lords!
At long last.
(oscar tully) If it weren't for Cole, we'd have been here a fortnight ago.
So easy to forget about him. Do tell me how he died.
Badly.
(Caraxes whistling)
My prince, my lords, a Hightower knight approaches.
So? Kill him.
With Lord Corlys.
Hyah.
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Gwayne
Prince Daemon.
I am Ser Gwayne Hightower.
Well met.
Roderick
Fuck me.
I've seen more meat on a butcher's knife.
Can I kill him?
(gwayne coughs) You already know Lord Corlys.
Are you well?
I'm well enough.
So, speak.
My cousin Ormund has taken leave of his senses.
He would rather die than admit defeat.
And you?
Well, I'm not blind.
I know we will not survive the day if you attack.
So, as a token of good faith...
I return your Hand.
(Chains rattling)
(scoffs) Four fingers of him, at least.
I have come to sue for peace.
To plead with you
at the behest of Daeron Targaryen.
(chuckles) The latest in your line of false kings.
Daemon
The war will end when all the traitors' heads are mounted on spikes above the King's Gate... and not before.
Gwayne
Listen to Daeron's entreaty.
Divide the realm.
Let the queen rule over the Crownlands, the North, the Vale, all the lands watered by the Trident, and let Daeron rule from Oldtown.
Oh, please!
Let me kill this milk-suck southerling cunt.
The realm was once seven kingdoms, before the Conqueror, when we were divided
but at peace...
Stop!
My good Lord Hand.
I thought the Hightowers might have cut off your tongue as well.
Hightower is not wrong.
There are great houses who still hold to the precedent set by the Great Council that a woman cannot rule.
It was your wife who was passed over, Corlys.
Rhaenyra seized the throne with a horde of dragons.
Her rule is now unassailable.
The queen has many dragons, yes, but the great houses hesitate.
Her subjects do not feel safe, nor should they.
Aemond and Vhagar remain at large.
(Chain rattling)
Give Prince Daeron Oldtown.
Name him Lord Paramount of the Reach.
Daeron will never be king, but he and his dragon can be wardens of the South.
That wasn't what I was offering.
Wed Daeron to Rhaena.
Seal the breach between your houses.
With the combined will of King's Landing, the Reach, the North, the Riverlands, and the Vale, Rhaenyra can quickly bring the West and the Stormlands to heel.
And what will the usurper Aegon say when he hears of this pact?
He now scuttles about somewhere on his crippled dragon, half-cooked, but still fit to rule.
Or so he thinks.
Was that news?
It is so tragic to see brother set against brother.
Aegon and Aemond would be common enemies of this new alliance.
Alliance?
I never took you for a traitor, Corlys, and worse, a craven.
What price has the boy king offered for your fealty?
Peace.
Two paths diverge before you, Daemon, but both lead to the same end.
Rhaenyra sitting the Iron Throne ruling the Seven Kingdoms.
All that remains for you to decide... is what you want from this war.
Victory?
Or a mountain of dead Hightowers?
What do you think?
You would callously cast away the lives of thou... No one will rule but Rhaenyra, the ordained Queen of the Andals, of the First Men, of beggars and thieves and cowards like you.
(Choking)
A new Valyria will rise from the ashes of her usurper half-brothers and of the Hightowers of Oldtown.
Now, you came to me under a banner of peace, so I will give you the choice.
Die here, or behind those walls, like the rodent you are.
Lord Corlys is my prisoner.
Hightower may return to alert his cousin
to our imminent coming.
Get up! Get up! (shouting)
Daemon
Bring the ladders and the rams and form up to march.
The next man to stall on this attack will be tied to the front of my fucking horse!
