[美剧赏析] 权力的游戏<Game of Thrones>完全赏析 (55-56)
2016-09-04 13:54
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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。
Yes? For you, my lady. How far is Mole's Town? Sansa. Lady Brienne. When I heard you had escaped Winterfell, I feared the worst. You have no idea how happy I am to see you unharmed. Unharmed? What are you doing here? I rode north
with the Knights of the Vale to come to your aid. They're encamped at Moat Cailin as we speak. To come to my aid? Did you know about Ramsay? If you didn't know, you're an idiot. If you did know, you're my enemy. Would you like to hear about our wedding night?
He never hurt my face. He needed my face, the face of Ned Stark's daughter. But the rest of me, he did what he liked with the rest of me as long as I could still give him an heir. What do you think he did? I can't begin to contemplate-- What do you think he
did to me? Lady Sansa asked you a question. He beat you. Yes, he enjoyed that. What else do you think he did? - Sansa, I-- - What else? Did he cut you? - Maybe you did know about Ramsay all along. - I didn't know. I thought you knew everyone's secrets. I made
a mistake, a horrible mistake. I underestimated a stranger. The other things he did, ladies aren't supposed to talk about those things, but I imagine brothel keepers talk about them all the time. I can still feel it. I don't mean in my tender heart it still
pains me so. I can still feel what he did in my body standing here right now. I'm so sorry. You said you would protect me. And I will. You must believe me when I tell you that I will. I don't believe you anymore. I don't need you anymore. You can't protect
me. You won't even be able to protect yourself if I tell Brienne to cut you down. And why shouldn't I? Do you want me to beg for my life? If that's what you want, I will. Whatever you ask that is in my power, I will do. What if I want you to die here and now?
Then I will die. You freed me from the monsters who murdered my family and you gave me to other monsters who murdered my family. Go back to Moat Cailin. My brother and I will take back the North on our own. I never want to see you again. I would do anything
to undo what's been done to you. I know that I can't. Will you allow me to say one more thing before I go? Your great-uncle Brynden the Blackfish has gathered what remains of the Tully forces and retaken Riverrun. You might consider seeking him out. The time
may come when you need an army loyal to you. I have an army. Your brother's army. Half-brother. You're not ready. You should go home before it's too late. You'll never be one of us, Lady Stark. She has a point. None of the first Faceless Men were born to lords
and ladies. They began as slaves in the mines of Valyria. Who was the first? He was no one. The Many-Faced God taught him how to shed his face and how to give the gift. The man taught others in exchange for their service. Many served, many more gifts were
given. Soon all the masters and overseers were gone and the Faceless Men fled. Where did they go? Here. They founded the Free City of Braavos and built this house. These were the faces they wore in life when they were not wearing others. The first Faceless
Men. And now a girl is one of them, if a girl desires. A girl has no desires. Who? An actress who calls herself Lady Crane. She performs at the theater in Sheelba Square. A girl has been given a second chance. There will not be a third. One way or another,
a face will be added to the hall. Oh, murdered by a boar. The great big hairy whore. He dug in his tusks and dug out my guts and soon I am no more. Oh, come, Father, in bed you must lie. I love you, Father. Please don't die. Shut up, you swine! Cersei, more
wine. I feel the winds of winter as they lick across the land. And our son alone on that cold, cold throne without a guiding hand. Who will teach him strength? Who will teach him grace? To whom will he turn when it's time to learn to look darkness in the face?
Ned Stark will do fine. Now bring me more wine. Ooh, what's happened here, then? He brought you here, Ned Stark, 'cause you're the brightest fellow in the land. You should be king of us all and I should be your Hand. We men of the North are right good hands
at keeping people lawful. I'd ask him for permission, but he smells too bloody awful. I die! I die! And here I now must lie. Oh, woe. Oh, no. Oh, I am about to go. Will you stay on as Joffrey's Hand? The Iron Throne's what I demand. - You cannot. - I can.
- You will not. - I will. - You dare not. - I dare yes. - The line of succession. - What's that mean? - The proper progression. - What's that mean? - The lawful ascension. - What's that mean? So move along, give me my chair and there won't be no more trouble.
But we had a deal all done and dusted. I'm starting to think you can't be trusted. Save my father. Truly you should. Killing the man will do you no good. - Save him, please. - Show him mercy. Show the people what a good king should be. Good people, you may
all relax. My father's friend shall be spared the-- Father! No! Oh, Father. Worry not! All is well. I have here a decree from my father Tywin Lannister, the richest man you'll see. He proclaims me Hand of the King. The position's mine for life. And he's given
me permission to take Sansa as my wife. You'll learn that what I lack in height, I make up for in appetite. So let's forget about your plight, and go rehearse our wedding night. It's a wart. Two warts. I've got two fucking warts on my cock. Well, don't worry,
love. They usually go away in five or six years. Oh, wash this, darling. It stinks of me. You can do better, Bianca, dear. You must do. I had two lines. There are no small parts. You rang very false. I rang very false? What you need, love, is for someone to
ring you true. You weren't complaining about me last night. May I get you some wine, Lady Crane? I'm a rum girl, Bobono. You need to know that if we're going to be intimate. Of course we're going to be intimate. It's only a matter of time. To our children.
May they have your talent. And your filthy mind. A girl will poison the rum. Lady Crane is the only one who drinks it. If a girl could use one of the faces from the hall... A girl is not ready. She's a good actress. So a man has heard. Seems like a decent
woman. Does death only come for the wicked and leave the decent behind? No. Who wants her dead? That does not matter. The price was paid. The younger actress. She's jealous because Lady Crane is better. A girl must decide if she wants to serve the Many-Faced
God. A girl has decided. A servant does not ask questions. No! No! No! It was you. You made the white walkers. We were at war. We were being slaughtered. Our sacred trees cut down. We needed to defend ourselves. From whom? From you. From men. We speak in the
presence of the Drowned God. In his name we gather today to choose a new king as our leader. Who makes a claim? I am Yara Greyjoy, daughter of Balon Greyjoy, King of the Iron Islands. I claim the Salt Throne. We've never had a queen. Not once. There are many
things we've never done. We've never made our mark upon the world. The great lords of Westeros pay us no mind until our little raids buzz through their kingdoms long enough to become a nuisance. Then they swat us down. They conquer us, humiliate us, and go
right back to forgetting we exist. Aye! - We are a sea people. - Aye! - Our god is a sea god. - Aye! When I am queen, we will build a fleet that-- - You shall not be queen! - I am not finished! Yes, you are! A woman will not lead us. Not when Balon's own male
heir has returned. I am Theon Greyjoy... last living son of Balon Greyjoy. And she is your rightful ruler. Aye! Those of you that have sailed under her, and there are many of you here, - you know what she is. - Aye! - She is a reaver. - Aye! - She is a warrior.
- Aye! She is ironborn! Aye! We will find no better leader. This is our queen. Yara! Yara! Yara! I'm Euron Greyjoy. I claim the Salt Throne. Niece. Nephew. Little Theon. Heard you managed to fuck things right into the ground. Captured a castle you couldn't
keep. Got yourself taken prisoner. Even heard you have no cock. Explains why you think a woman can be king. When did you return, Uncle? A few days ago. I had some things to take care of. Long overdue. I'm glad you're here. Now I know what my first act as queen
will be. To execute the man who killed my father. I did. I killed him. Threw him right over a rope bridge and watched him fall. He was leading us nowhere and we would still be heading there if it weren't for me. No one loved him. No one wanted to follow him.
He led us into two wars we couldn't win. I apologize to you all for not killing him years ago. That would have been hard to do. You weren't here. Last I heard, you were gallivanting around the world having a grand old time. Gallivanting? That the sort of thing
you start to say once your dick gets chopped off? Did the great lords of Westeros teach you words like that? You were gone. Yara was here. Being ironborn. Leading ironborn. Getting ready to bring us back to glory. And how will she do that? I will build the
largest fleet the world has ever seen. Right idea, except I'm the one who's going to build the Iron Fleet because I'm the one who knows how to use it. I've been all over the world. I've seen more of it than all of you combined. And across the sea there is
a person who hates the great lords of Westeros just as much as we do. Someone with a large army, three large dragons, and no husband. I'm going to build that fleet and I'm going to gallivant right over and give it to Daenerys Targaryen along with my big cock.
You're going to seduce the Dragon Queen? I'm not going to seduce her. The Iron Fleet will seduce her. And together we're going to take the Seven Kingdoms. I wasn't born to be king. I paid the iron price and here I stand. Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron!
Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron! May Euron, your servant, be born again from the sea as you were. Bless him with salt. Bless him with stone. Bless him with steel. Listen to the waves. Listen to the god. He is speaking to us and he says we shall have no king
but Euron Greyjoy. Let the sea wash your follies and your vanities away. Let the old Euron drown. Let his lungs fill with seawater. Let the fish eat the scales off his eyes. What is dead may never die, but rises again harder and stronger. What is dead may
never die. What is dead may never die. Where are my niece and nephew? Let's go murder them. They stole our best ships. Won't be enough to save them. Go back to your homes. Chop down every tree you can find. Quarter-saw the timber and start building. I want
every man bending planks. I want every woman spinning flax for sails. Build me a thousand ships and I will give you this world. I banished you twice. You came back twice. And you saved my life. So I can't take you back and I can't send you away. You must send
me away. Is there a cure? I don't know. How long does it take? I don't know that either. But I've seen what happens when it goes far enough. I'll end things before that. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Don't be. All I've ever wanted was to serve you. Tyrion Lannister
was right. I love you. I'll always love you. Good-bye, Khaleesi. Do not walk away from your queen, Jorah the Andal. You have not been dismissed. You pledged yourself to me. You swore to obey my commands for the rest of your life. Well, I command you to find
the cure wherever it is in this world. I command you to heal yourself and then return to me. When I take the Seven Kingdoms, I need you by my side. In the last fortnight since our pact with the Masters, how many killings have been carried out by the Sons of
the Harpy? None. And how many Masters have been butchered by the free men? Two, but that was the day of the pact. Since then, nothing. So it's safe to say that a fragile peace has taken hold. For now. For now is the best we get in our profession. It's not
enough. Considering the city was on the brink of civil war, I'd say it's a good start. It's not enough for Meereen to have peace. They need to know Daenerys is responsible for it. The Sons of the Harpy have a good story. Resist the foreign invaders. Our queen
has an even better story. Mother of Dragons, Breaker of Chains and all that. The people know who brought them freedom. Yes, but do they know who brought them security? Who brought about an end to the violence? We need someone the people trust, someone they
know cannot be bought or influenced. Sounds like quite the hero. Where would we find him? Who said anything about "Him"? That's about the extent of my Valyrian. Thank you for travelling all this way. I know from personal experience how uncomfortable the journey
can be. The truth is we need your help. We had hoped that we could somehow persuade you to-- You don't need to persuade me. I came to help. Daenerys Stormborn is the one who was promised. From the fire she was reborn to remake the world. Yes. She has freed
the slaves from their chains and crucified the Masters for their sins. She did indeed. Her dragons are fire made flesh, a gift from the Lord of Light. But you heard all of this before, haven't you? On the Long Bridge of Volantis. The dragons will purify nonbelievers
by the thousands, burning their sins and flesh away. Ideally we'd avoid purifying too many nonbelievers. The Mother of Dragons has followers of many different faiths. You want your queen to be worshipped and obeyed. And while she's gone, you want her advisors
to be worshipped and obeyed. I'd settle for obeyed. I will summon my most eloquent priests. They will spread the word. Daenerys has been sent to lead the people against the darkness in this war and in the great war still to come. That sounds most excellent.
A man named Stannis Baratheon was anointed as the chosen one by one of your priestesses. He, too, had a glorious destiny. He attacked King's Landing and was soundly defeated by the man standing beside me. Last I had heard, he had been defeated again, this
time at Winterfell and this time for good. We'd be most grateful for any support you could provide the queen. I suppose it's hard for a fanatic to admit a mistake. Isn't that the whole point of being a fanatic? You're always right. Everything is the Lord's
will. Everything is the Lord's will. But men and women make mistakes. Even honest servants of the Lord. And you, an honest servant of the Lord, why should I trust you to know any more than the priestess who counseled Stannis? My friend has a healthy skepticism
of religion, but we are all loyal supporters of the queen. Everyone is what they are and where they are for a reason. Terrible things happen for a reason. Take what happened to you, Lord Varys, when you were a child. If not for your mutilation at the hand
of a second-rate sorcerer, you wouldn't be here helping the Lord's Chosen bring his light into the world. Knowledge has made you powerful. But there's still so much you don't know. Do you remember what you heard that night when the sorcerer tossed your parts
in the fire? You heard a voice call out from the flames. Do you remember? Should I tell you what the voice said? Should I tell you the name of the one who spoke? We serve the same queen. If you are her true friend, you have nothing to fear from me. He saw
me, the Night King! - He saw me! - He touched you. I don't know. He was close, but... He touched you. He knows you are here. He'll come for you. But he can't get in. He can now. His mark is on you. You must leave, all of you. Come on, Hodor. Help me with the
sledge. Hodor. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. - The time has come. - The time for what? For you to become me. But am I ready? No. We can't defend the north from the walkers and the south from the Boltons. If we want to survive, we need Winterfell and to take
Winterfell, we need more men. Aside from the Starks and the Boltons, the most powerful houses in the North are the Umbers, the Karstarks, and the Manderlys. The Umbers and the Karstarks have already declared for the Boltons, so we're not doing so well there.
The Umbers gave Rickon to our enemies. They can hang. But the Karstarks declared for Ramsay without knowing they had another choice. I beg your pardon, my lady, but they know that a Stark beheaded their father. I don't think we can count on them either. How
well do you know the North, Ser Davos? Precious little, my lady. My father always said Northerners are different. More loyal, more suspicious of outsiders. They may well be loyal, but how many rose up against the Boltons when they betrayed your family? I may
not know the North, but I know men. They're more or less the same in any corner of the world and even the bravest of them don't want to see their wives and children skinned for a lost cause. If Jon's going to convince them to fight alongside him, they need
to believe it's a fight they can win. There are more than three other houses in the North... Glover, Mormont, Cerwyn, Mazin, Hornwood. Two dozen more. Together they equal all the others. We can start small and build. The North remembers. They remember the
Stark name. People will still risk everything for it, from White Harbor to Ramsay's own door. I don't doubt it. But Jon doesn't have the Stark name. No, but I do. Jon is every bit as much Ned Stark's son as Ramsay is Roose Bolton's. And there are also the
Tullys. They're not Northern, but they will back us against the Boltons without question. I didn't know the Tullys still had an army. My uncle the Blackfish has reformed it and retaken Riverrun. How do you know that? Ramsay received a raven before I escaped
Winterfell. That's good. The Blackfish is a legend. His support would mean a great deal. Stark, Tully, a few more houses, almost starts to look like a winning side. I've sworn to protect you, my lady. You heard them. We need more men and my uncle has an army.
We can send the Blackfish a raven. Can't risk Ramsay intercepting it. It has to be you. Ride for Riverrun. My uncle will talk to you and you'll know how to talk to him. What is it? I don't like leaving you here alone. With Jon? Not him. He seems trustworthy.
A bit brooding, perhaps. I suppose that's understandable, considering. The others, though. Davos and the Red Woman helped a man murder his own brother with bloodmagic. And when Stannis paid for his crime, where were they? Already out looking for a leader with
better prospects. And that wildling fellow with the beard-- Jon isn't Tormund. Jon isn't Davos, the Red Woman or Stannis for that matter. Jon is Jon. He's my brother. He'll keep me safe. I trust him. Then why did you lie to him when he asked you how you learned
about Riverrun? New dress? I made it myself. Do you like it? Yeah, it's-- I like the wolf bit. Good, because I made this for you. I made it like the one Father used to wear. As near as I can remember. Thank you, Sansa. You're welcome. Don't knock it down while
I'm gone. I'll do my best. Good luck. Should we close the gate, Lord Commander? I'm not the Lord Comman-- yeah, ahem, close the bloody gate. We can go home now, Hodor. Well, maybe not home home, but somewhere that isn't a cave. Hodor. Eat something that isn't
moss. I want an egg. How do you like 'em? Boiled? Fried up with some butter? Hodor. With a rasher of bacon and some blood sausage. Hodor. Get Bran and run! Bran. Bran, wake up. - Bran. - Hodor. Hodor. Bran, wake up. - Gods keep you on the kingsroad. - Take
it easy. Watch yourself. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Help me! Go! Go! Remember that you are a Stark. Comport yourself with dignity at the Vale and try to stay out of fights. Yes, Father. But if you have to fight, win. Bran! Bran, wake up! Bran! Bran! Bran, wake up.
- Bran! Bran, wake up! - Hodor. Hodor. You have to wake up. - We need Hodor. - Hodor. Hodor. Bran, we need Hodor. Bran, you have to wake up. We need Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Bran, we're all going to die! Bran, wake up! We're all going to die! Bran! Bran! Bran,
you have to wake up. We need Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Warg into Hodor now! Bran, wake up. We need Hodor. We need Hodor. Warg into Hodor now! Now! Listen to your friend, Brandon. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. - Summer! - Go. Go! The time has come. Leave
me. - What are you doing? - Go! Hodor, hurry! Hodor! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! - Hold the door! - Wylis! What's the matter? - Hold the door! - Come on, son. Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold
the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold door! Hold door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold door! Hold
door! Hold door! Hodor! Hodor! Hodor! Hodor! Hodor! Hodor!
#第五十五集
#本集共有单词数：65 总词数：8568
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'founded', 'fragile', 'gallivant', 'gallivanting', 'humiliate', 'ideally', 'influenced', 'intercepting', 'keepers', 'killings', 'mazin', 'moss', 'nonbelievers', 'nuisance', 'overdue', 'overseers', 'performs', 'planks', 'plight', 'priestesses', 'progression',
'prospects', 'purify', 'purifying', 'quarter', 'rasher', 'reaver', 'reformed', 'rehearse', 'remake', 'security', 'sheelba', 'skepticism', 'soundly', 'spinning', 'swat', 'swine', 'timber', 'understandable', 'vanities', 'wart', 'warts', 'woe']
Burn them all! Where's my sister? Burn them all! Please. Burn them. Burn them all! Burn them all! Meera. They found us. I'm so sorry. Come with me, now. The dead don't rest. It's so green. Oh, yes. Once you get south of the Riverlands,
very different sorts of trees start to take over. Maple, elm, beech, poplar. The odd willow. And of course now that summer's over, you'll start seeing the autumn colors coming in. Still, you'll find more green here than anywhere else. You're nervous. You're
a nervous talker. That's not any better being a nervous mute. I didn't think I'd ever come back here after my father made me renounce my title and inheritance and, well, threaten to kill me if I didn't. A person just doesn't feel welcome at that point. And
I certainly didn't expect to be introducing him to my family. So you know what to tell them. That Little Sam is your baby. Yes, now that's very important. If he thinks that Little Sam is his grandchild, he'll take you in. He'll get an education. He'll learn
to read. And you can help teach him. Huh? What did you tell your family about me? I told them I met you in the North. Did you tell them how far north? Well, it wasn't a very large piece of parchment. You didn't tell them where I'm really from? You didn't tell
them I'm a wildling? The thing is... my father doesn't like wildlings. He hoped I'd make a man of myself by "Killing some bloody wildlings," so it's probably a good subject to avoid if at all possible. I think we're here. Sam. Oh, Sam. Oh, hello, Mother. I
never thought I'd see you again. You look wonderful. Talla? Gods, you're a woman now. Father says I have to marry Symun Fossoway. - He has yellow teeth-- - That's enough, Talla. Oh, um, Mother, this is Gilly. Oh, my. You are lovely. I am happy to know you,
Lady Tarly. Oh, and this, this is our son Samwell. Hello, little one. It's me, your grandmother. May I hold him? Yes, of course. You have a curious mind, I can tell. You'll be a scholar like your father. Where is Father? And Dickon? They're on a hunt. They'll
join us for dinner. Come inside. Such a journey. You must be exhausted. Come, you'll be wanting a bath after all that travel. Oh, and a dress for dinner. You can wear one of mine. What's your color? Midnight blue or silver? Silver, maybe. Come. You can choose
one of my bedrooms if you want. Is there no other way? You're afraid for her? Of course I'm afraid for her! It just seems very dangerous. She'll be protected the entire way. The Faith Militant are very stern with those who overstep their bounds. And Queen
Margaery isn't your mother. I suspect the gods will predispose the common people to gentleness on her behalf. She's truly opened her heart to them. She's always been very devoted to the poor and the unfortunate. And now she's devoted to the gods as well. Would
you like to see her? Have they hurt you? Have they mistreated you? - No, Your Grace. - I've missed you. More than you could know. We'll be together again soon and everything will be better than it was before. Better how? Soon the-- walk of atonement. He says
there's no other way. Have you spoken to him at all, the High Sparrow? Yes, a few times. Have you? Yes, I have. He's not quite what we thought he was, is he? You think I'm mad. I sound mad. No. No, you don't. You-- you could never. You're right, he's not.
He's a lot more-- He is. There's something about him. His way of looking at the world. It's not an easy thing admitting to yourself what you really are. It's taken me a while. He's helped me. What are you talking about? You're a good person. You've always
been a good person. You're the best person I know. I was just telling him about your devotion to the poor. Ah, yes, I visited their hovels and I fed them soup and I made sure I was seen doing it. I never gave them what they really needed, though. I've had
lots of time to think about how good I was at seeming good. All those stories I told myself about who I was and why I did the things I did. There were so many lies in those stories. I don't understand. It's all right. It really is. It's such a relief to let
go of those lies. What about Loras? I love my brother. I will always love my brother. His soul is pure and perfect. His sins don't erase that purity, they only obscure it. He just needs to atone for them. We all do. Sooner or later, one way or another. The
gods have a plan for us all. It's hard to walk in this. It's beautiful. You're beautiful. This venison, it's very tasty. Is it from today's hunt? Well, no. We haven't been able to cure that one yet. This is last week's. Oh, of course. Sorry. Long journey.
Brought it down from 70 yards. One shot. Oh, that's a fair distance. So do you do much hunting up at the Wall? Oh, yes. Yes. A good amount. North of the Wall, you don't hunt, you don't eat. Mostly deer or is it elk as well? Rabbits. Sometimes squirrels. I
say "We," It's my friend Jon mostly. Sometimes Edd. Oh, and Gilly. She's-- she's quite a good hunter as well. Um, huntress. I imagine it's common where you're from. We once met a man, Lord Umber from Last Hearth, wasn't it, Randyll, who said he taught all
his daughters how to hunt. Your father taught you to hunt? Our father would never teach us. I think our father could learn a thing or two from your father. That's enough of that. Samwell, would you care for more bread? Yes. Yes, please. Thank you, Mother.
Not fat enough already? I travelled south under orders from the Lord Commander. - He wants me to-- - I read your letter. You're to be a maester. Yes. And once I have my chain, I'll return to Castle Black. I thought the Night's Watch might make a man of you.
Something resembling a man at least. You managed to stay soft and fat. Your nose buried in books. Spending your life reading about the achievements of better men. I'll wager you still can't sit a horse or wield a sword. Randyll, to be maester of the Night's
Watch is a great honor. He can wield a sword. He killed a Thenn. He killed a white walker. There's no such thing. I saw it with my own eyes on our way down to Castle Black. He drove a dagger into the walker's heart. He risked his own life to save mine more
than once. He's a greater warrior than either of you will ever be. Your way down to Castle Black? Where did he kill a white walker? Where are you from? How'd you come to meet my son? The Night's Watch came to our keep. - Where? - Gilly. - North of the Wall.
- North of the Wall? You're a wildling. The Seven Kingdoms have waged war against these savages for centuries and here I sit hosting one in my hall thanks to my son. See that sword? It's called Heartsbane. It's been in our family for 500 years. It's Valyrian
steel. Only a handful of them left in the world. It's supposed to go to my firstborn son after I die. To him. He will never wield that sword. If he were to become Lord Tarly of Horn Hill, it would be the end of this house. I took you for a Mole's Town whore
when I saw you and I made my peace with that. Who else would have him? But I overestimated him. No. It was a wildling whore that seduced my son. This you getting back at me, boy? Bringing that to my table and making me dine with it? And you got what you were
after, didn't you? A bastard. A half-breed bastard. Your invitation into our home. Come, my dear. Talla. I've lost my appetite. He dishonors us. You dishonor yourself. Your mother's a fine woman. You're not worthy of her. To please her, I'll take the wildling
in. She can work in the kitchens. The bastard will be raised here. But this will be the last night you ever spend at Horn Hill. I'm sorry I let him treat you that way. I was afraid he'd turn you and Little Sam away. I'm not angry at you. I'm angry that horrible
people can treat good people that way and get away with it. When do you have to go? First light. Say good-bye to him for me. You're not what he thinks you are, Sam. He doesn't know what you are. Good-bye, Gilly. - Sam? - We're leaving. - What? - Get your things.
I don't have any things. - What are you doing? - We belong together. All of us. What about your mother and sister? Oh, they'll understand. Your sister's dress. She won't mind. Looks better on you anyway. Sam. That's your father's sword. It's my family's sword.
Sam. Won't he come for it? He can bloody well try. The lion and the rose are one. I thank the gods above. And to you, my beauteous bride, I pledge undying love. Hail King Joffrey. Hail Queen Margaery. I'll drink a toast to my new queen, for there is no one
fairer. Dear Uncle, will you share my joy and be my royal cupbearer? Drink long and deep, my noble king, from this cup of sweet wine. The last drink he shall ever take. And vengeance shall be mine. Poison! Murder! I gasp. I-- I die. I limp. And it was he...
that poisoned me. My evil Uncle Imp. My firstborn son. My golden lion foully, falsely slain. I pray you found a lasting peace free from strife and pain. Hear my prayer, Oh cruel gods. Take my life instead. For I cannot face another day when my sweet boy is
dead. Oh, woe. Oh, grief. Oh, darkest day, my heart is full of sorrow. All hope is lost. All joy is gone. And there is no tomorrow. What is that I hear and smell? Someone I'll soon send to hell. It's time to see if truth they told who said Tywin Lannister
shits gold. You beast. You beast. You killed my wife and now you've taken your father's life. No worse child ever stained this land. Curse the day I named you. My greatest crime. Now I must flee. Then sail across the Narrow Sea to do unto you more treachery.
Don't fear winter. Fear me! Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Bianca, Clarenzo. I give you Bobono. I give you Camello. And last but not least, sweet Lady Crane. Give this a good beating. Shake those fleas out. That's a dear. That crowd was shit.
Girl. What are you doing back here? Nothing. I saw you the other day in the audience. How many times have you seen this stupid play? Three times. Did you pay? No. I remember when the players came to my village. I didn't have any money, so I snuck in. Just
like you. Saw the painted faces, the costumes, listened to the songs, cried when the young lovers died in each other's arms. I ran off and joined them the next day, never looked back. You're very good. My final speech is shit. But to be fair to myself, which
I always like to be, the writing's no good. So change it. It would all just be farting, belching, and slapping without you. How would you change it? The queen loves her son more than anything. And he was taken from her before she could say good-bye. She wouldn't
just cry. She would be angry. She would want to kill the person who did this to her. What's your name? Mercy. You have very expressive eyes, Mercy. Wonderful eyebrows. Do you like pretending to be other people? I have to go. My father's waiting for me. Lady
Crane, they loved you. They were sweet. Or drunk. Drunkenly sweet. No laugh for Ned's death. These people are worse than animals. But they loved her. They all love her. Yes, you are adored by people and animals alike. I do what I can with what I'm given. With
what you're given? Well, I was thinking-- Oh, we're all thinkers now, are we? Full to the tits with ideas. - I didn't mean-- - You have ideas, I have ideas, he has ideas. Why should my ideas have any more value than yours simply because I've been doing this
my whole life? Who is anyone to judge my work? This is my profession. I know what I'm doing. You have no right to an opinion. Careful of that one. She wants you dead. And? As I expected. A shame. A girl had many gifts. You promised me. Don't let her suffer.
Company, halt! My lord. My lord. My friends, the hour has come. Madness has overtaken this city and grasped in its claws my children. But now we must drive it back under the rocks whence it came. Madness has had its day! Forward, march! Rich or poor, noble
or common, if we sin, we must atone. Margaery of House Tyrell came to us a sinner. She stood before the gods in the holy sept and lied. She turned a blind eye to her brother's sins. She disgraced her house, her king, and herself. Company, halt! Face front!
Turn! Lord Tyrell. Ser Jaime. Sorry to interrupt. We're here for Queen Margaery and Ser Loras Tyrell. Give them to us and we'll be on our way. I don't have the authority to give them to you. And you don't have the authority to take them. That's right. Hyah.
Lock spears! I speak for King Tommen of House Baratheon, First of His Name. The gods don't recognize his authority in this matter. You've already insulted one great house. It won't happen twice. Every last sparrow will die before Margaery Tyrell walks down
that street. To die in the service of the gods would please each and every one of us. We yearn for it. But there is no call for it today. There will be no walk of atonement. Order up. Queen Margaery has already atoned for her sins by bringing another into
the true light of the Seven. Together we announce a new age of harmony. A holy alliance between the Crown and the Faith. Long live King Tommen and bless you, Queen Margaery! The Crown and the Faith are the twin pillars upon which the world rests. Together
we will restore the Seven Kingdoms to glory. What's happening? He's beaten us. That's what's happening. When you attack the Faith, you attack the Crown. Anyone who attacks the Crown is unfit to serve as Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. I've been a member
of the Kingsguard since before you were born. You don't have to do this. You don't have to do anything. I have to answer to the gods. Not when you're sitting in that chair. The Crown's decision on this matter is final. Will I be walking naked in the streets?
Or will I spend a few months in the Sept dungeons first to teach me about the gods' mercy? You have served your house and your king faithfully for many years. And you will continue to do so. But not in this city. You've lost it? Yes, Father. It's a castle,
not a bloody sheep. Presumably you still know where it is. You didn't lose Riverrun. You let the Blackfish take it from you. He surprised us. He knows the castle better than anyone. You did lose the Blackfish after the Red Wedding. You had him right here in
this hall and you let him leave. Then when I told you to hunt him down and kill him, you couldn't find him. That's what it means to lose something. Now he's come back and taken Riverrun. I don't think it's fair to blame us-- For 300 years we kissed Tully boots,
swore oaths to them and their stinking fish banners. Not again. Riverrun is ours. Take it back. We don't have the men. We've got 10 times as many men as the damn Blackfish. The Mallisters have risen against us. And the Blackwoods. The Brotherhood Without banners
is rallying the commoners against us, raiding our supply trains and camps. Riverrun can withstand a siege for a year. If I want excuses, I'll put her in charge. They're laughing at us. All across the Riverlands right down to King's Landing, they're laughing
at us. I hear it in my sleep! I'm not dead yet, unfortunately for you. And I'll not leave this world until they all choke on that laughter. Take that castle back. He'll never yield, Father. Oh, he'll yield. You'll show him the knife you used to kill Robb Stark's
child in his whore mother's belly, and you'll show him the knife you used to open his niece's throat. And you'll remind him who it was that got married at the Red Wedding in the first place. His nephew. Cheer up, Lord Edmure. You're going home. I'm being sent
to deal with the Blackfish. Apparently Walder Frey can't manage it on his own because he's 400 years old. Sent me with an army to the Riverlands and a siege that could last months. Better you're elsewhere at the head of an army than in the sept dungeons. I'm
not going to the Riverlands. What, then? I'm going to give Bronn the largest bag of gold anyone's ever seen and have him gather the best killers he knows. I'll take them to the sept and I'll remove the High Sparrow's head and every other sparrow head I can
find. You can't. He has our son! He stole our son! He's torn our family apart. How should we treat people who tear us apart? We should treat them without mercy and we will. But if you kill the High Sparrow, you won't leave the sept alive. And without you,
this is all for nothing. Stand at the head of our army where you belong, where Father wanted you. Show our men where their loyalties belong. Show them what Lannisters are, what we do to our enemies. And take that stupid little castle back because it's ours
and because you can. You'll stand trial soon. I need to be here for you. It will be a trial by combat. I have the Mountain. They've made us both stronger, all of them. They have no idea how strong we are. No idea what we're going to do to them. We've always
been together. We'll always be together. We're the only two people in the world. Why did you help us? The Three-Eyed Raven sent for me. The Three-Eyed Raven's dead. Now he lives again. When I last saw you, you were a boy. A fearless boy. Loved to climb the
castle walls, frighten his mother. Who are you? Uncle Benjen. The last letter Jon wrote me said you had been lost beyond the Wall. I led a ranging party deep into the North to find white walkers. They found us. A white walker stabbed me in the gut with a sword
of ice. Left me there to die. To turn. The Children found me. Stopped the walker's magic from taking hold. How? The same way they made the walkers in the first place. You saw it yourself. Dragonglass. A shard of dragonglass plunged into your heart. You are
the Three-Eyed Raven now. I didn't have time to learn. I can't control anything. You must learn to control it before the Night King comes. Drink. One way or another, he will find his way to the world of men. When he does, you will be there waiting for him.
And you will be ready. Everything all right? How many days' ride to Meereen? A week at best. How many ships will I need to bring my khalasar to Westeros? Dothraki and all their horses, the Unsullied, the Second Sons-- 1,000 ships easily. - Probably more. -
And who has that many? Nobody. Nobody yet. So we ride for Meereen and after that we sail for Westeros. And what then? I take what is mine. You weren't made to sit on a chair in a palace. What was I made for? You're a conqueror, Daenerys Stormborn. Wait here.
#第五十六集
#本集共有单词数：60 总词数：8628
a = ['achievements', 'announce', 'autumn', 'beauteous', 'bedrooms', 'beech', 'belching', 'blackwoods', 'bounds', 'camello', 'choke', 'clarenzo', 'dickon', 'dishonors', 'drunkenly', 'education', 'elk', 'elm', 'erase', 'expressive',
'eyebrows', 'fairer', 'falsely', 'farting', 'fleas', 'fossoway', 'foully', 'gasp', 'gentleness', 'grasped', 'harmony', 'heartsbane', 'hosting', 'hovels', 'huntress', 'introducing', 'loyalties', 'mallisters', 'maple', 'obscure', 'overstep', 'overtaken', 'poplar',
'predispose', 'presumably', 'purity', 'resembling', 'scholar', 'seduced', 'seeming', 'shard', 'sorrow', 'squirrels', 'symun', 'talla', 'thinkers', 'trains', 'unto', 'waged', 'whence']
--End--
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。
Yes? For you, my lady. How far is Mole's Town? Sansa. Lady Brienne. When I heard you had escaped Winterfell, I feared the worst. You have no idea how happy I am to see you unharmed. Unharmed? What are you doing here? I rode north
with the Knights of the Vale to come to your aid. They're encamped at Moat Cailin as we speak. To come to my aid? Did you know about Ramsay? If you didn't know, you're an idiot. If you did know, you're my enemy. Would you like to hear about our wedding night?
He never hurt my face. He needed my face, the face of Ned Stark's daughter. But the rest of me, he did what he liked with the rest of me as long as I could still give him an heir. What do you think he did? I can't begin to contemplate-- What do you think he
did to me? Lady Sansa asked you a question. He beat you. Yes, he enjoyed that. What else do you think he did? - Sansa, I-- - What else? Did he cut you? - Maybe you did know about Ramsay all along. - I didn't know. I thought you knew everyone's secrets. I made
a mistake, a horrible mistake. I underestimated a stranger. The other things he did, ladies aren't supposed to talk about those things, but I imagine brothel keepers talk about them all the time. I can still feel it. I don't mean in my tender heart it still
pains me so. I can still feel what he did in my body standing here right now. I'm so sorry. You said you would protect me. And I will. You must believe me when I tell you that I will. I don't believe you anymore. I don't need you anymore. You can't protect
me. You won't even be able to protect yourself if I tell Brienne to cut you down. And why shouldn't I? Do you want me to beg for my life? If that's what you want, I will. Whatever you ask that is in my power, I will do. What if I want you to die here and now?
Then I will die. You freed me from the monsters who murdered my family and you gave me to other monsters who murdered my family. Go back to Moat Cailin. My brother and I will take back the North on our own. I never want to see you again. I would do anything
to undo what's been done to you. I know that I can't. Will you allow me to say one more thing before I go? Your great-uncle Brynden the Blackfish has gathered what remains of the Tully forces and retaken Riverrun. You might consider seeking him out. The time
may come when you need an army loyal to you. I have an army. Your brother's army. Half-brother. You're not ready. You should go home before it's too late. You'll never be one of us, Lady Stark. She has a point. None of the first Faceless Men were born to lords
and ladies. They began as slaves in the mines of Valyria. Who was the first? He was no one. The Many-Faced God taught him how to shed his face and how to give the gift. The man taught others in exchange for their service. Many served, many more gifts were
given. Soon all the masters and overseers were gone and the Faceless Men fled. Where did they go? Here. They founded the Free City of Braavos and built this house. These were the faces they wore in life when they were not wearing others. The first Faceless
Men. And now a girl is one of them, if a girl desires. A girl has no desires. Who? An actress who calls herself Lady Crane. She performs at the theater in Sheelba Square. A girl has been given a second chance. There will not be a third. One way or another,
a face will be added to the hall. Oh, murdered by a boar. The great big hairy whore. He dug in his tusks and dug out my guts and soon I am no more. Oh, come, Father, in bed you must lie. I love you, Father. Please don't die. Shut up, you swine! Cersei, more
wine. I feel the winds of winter as they lick across the land. And our son alone on that cold, cold throne without a guiding hand. Who will teach him strength? Who will teach him grace? To whom will he turn when it's time to learn to look darkness in the face?
Ned Stark will do fine. Now bring me more wine. Ooh, what's happened here, then? He brought you here, Ned Stark, 'cause you're the brightest fellow in the land. You should be king of us all and I should be your Hand. We men of the North are right good hands
at keeping people lawful. I'd ask him for permission, but he smells too bloody awful. I die! I die! And here I now must lie. Oh, woe. Oh, no. Oh, I am about to go. Will you stay on as Joffrey's Hand? The Iron Throne's what I demand. - You cannot. - I can.
- You will not. - I will. - You dare not. - I dare yes. - The line of succession. - What's that mean? - The proper progression. - What's that mean? - The lawful ascension. - What's that mean? So move along, give me my chair and there won't be no more trouble.
But we had a deal all done and dusted. I'm starting to think you can't be trusted. Save my father. Truly you should. Killing the man will do you no good. - Save him, please. - Show him mercy. Show the people what a good king should be. Good people, you may
all relax. My father's friend shall be spared the-- Father! No! Oh, Father. Worry not! All is well. I have here a decree from my father Tywin Lannister, the richest man you'll see. He proclaims me Hand of the King. The position's mine for life. And he's given
me permission to take Sansa as my wife. You'll learn that what I lack in height, I make up for in appetite. So let's forget about your plight, and go rehearse our wedding night. It's a wart. Two warts. I've got two fucking warts on my cock. Well, don't worry,
love. They usually go away in five or six years. Oh, wash this, darling. It stinks of me. You can do better, Bianca, dear. You must do. I had two lines. There are no small parts. You rang very false. I rang very false? What you need, love, is for someone to
ring you true. You weren't complaining about me last night. May I get you some wine, Lady Crane? I'm a rum girl, Bobono. You need to know that if we're going to be intimate. Of course we're going to be intimate. It's only a matter of time. To our children.
May they have your talent. And your filthy mind. A girl will poison the rum. Lady Crane is the only one who drinks it. If a girl could use one of the faces from the hall... A girl is not ready. She's a good actress. So a man has heard. Seems like a decent
woman. Does death only come for the wicked and leave the decent behind? No. Who wants her dead? That does not matter. The price was paid. The younger actress. She's jealous because Lady Crane is better. A girl must decide if she wants to serve the Many-Faced
God. A girl has decided. A servant does not ask questions. No! No! No! It was you. You made the white walkers. We were at war. We were being slaughtered. Our sacred trees cut down. We needed to defend ourselves. From whom? From you. From men. We speak in the
presence of the Drowned God. In his name we gather today to choose a new king as our leader. Who makes a claim? I am Yara Greyjoy, daughter of Balon Greyjoy, King of the Iron Islands. I claim the Salt Throne. We've never had a queen. Not once. There are many
things we've never done. We've never made our mark upon the world. The great lords of Westeros pay us no mind until our little raids buzz through their kingdoms long enough to become a nuisance. Then they swat us down. They conquer us, humiliate us, and go
right back to forgetting we exist. Aye! - We are a sea people. - Aye! - Our god is a sea god. - Aye! When I am queen, we will build a fleet that-- - You shall not be queen! - I am not finished! Yes, you are! A woman will not lead us. Not when Balon's own male
heir has returned. I am Theon Greyjoy... last living son of Balon Greyjoy. And she is your rightful ruler. Aye! Those of you that have sailed under her, and there are many of you here, - you know what she is. - Aye! - She is a reaver. - Aye! - She is a warrior.
- Aye! She is ironborn! Aye! We will find no better leader. This is our queen. Yara! Yara! Yara! I'm Euron Greyjoy. I claim the Salt Throne. Niece. Nephew. Little Theon. Heard you managed to fuck things right into the ground. Captured a castle you couldn't
keep. Got yourself taken prisoner. Even heard you have no cock. Explains why you think a woman can be king. When did you return, Uncle? A few days ago. I had some things to take care of. Long overdue. I'm glad you're here. Now I know what my first act as queen
will be. To execute the man who killed my father. I did. I killed him. Threw him right over a rope bridge and watched him fall. He was leading us nowhere and we would still be heading there if it weren't for me. No one loved him. No one wanted to follow him.
He led us into two wars we couldn't win. I apologize to you all for not killing him years ago. That would have been hard to do. You weren't here. Last I heard, you were gallivanting around the world having a grand old time. Gallivanting? That the sort of thing
you start to say once your dick gets chopped off? Did the great lords of Westeros teach you words like that? You were gone. Yara was here. Being ironborn. Leading ironborn. Getting ready to bring us back to glory. And how will she do that? I will build the
largest fleet the world has ever seen. Right idea, except I'm the one who's going to build the Iron Fleet because I'm the one who knows how to use it. I've been all over the world. I've seen more of it than all of you combined. And across the sea there is
a person who hates the great lords of Westeros just as much as we do. Someone with a large army, three large dragons, and no husband. I'm going to build that fleet and I'm going to gallivant right over and give it to Daenerys Targaryen along with my big cock.
You're going to seduce the Dragon Queen? I'm not going to seduce her. The Iron Fleet will seduce her. And together we're going to take the Seven Kingdoms. I wasn't born to be king. I paid the iron price and here I stand. Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron!
Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron! May Euron, your servant, be born again from the sea as you were. Bless him with salt. Bless him with stone. Bless him with steel. Listen to the waves. Listen to the god. He is speaking to us and he says we shall have no king
but Euron Greyjoy. Let the sea wash your follies and your vanities away. Let the old Euron drown. Let his lungs fill with seawater. Let the fish eat the scales off his eyes. What is dead may never die, but rises again harder and stronger. What is dead may
never die. What is dead may never die. Where are my niece and nephew? Let's go murder them. They stole our best ships. Won't be enough to save them. Go back to your homes. Chop down every tree you can find. Quarter-saw the timber and start building. I want
every man bending planks. I want every woman spinning flax for sails. Build me a thousand ships and I will give you this world. I banished you twice. You came back twice. And you saved my life. So I can't take you back and I can't send you away. You must send
me away. Is there a cure? I don't know. How long does it take? I don't know that either. But I've seen what happens when it goes far enough. I'll end things before that. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Don't be. All I've ever wanted was to serve you. Tyrion Lannister
was right. I love you. I'll always love you. Good-bye, Khaleesi. Do not walk away from your queen, Jorah the Andal. You have not been dismissed. You pledged yourself to me. You swore to obey my commands for the rest of your life. Well, I command you to find
the cure wherever it is in this world. I command you to heal yourself and then return to me. When I take the Seven Kingdoms, I need you by my side. In the last fortnight since our pact with the Masters, how many killings have been carried out by the Sons of
the Harpy? None. And how many Masters have been butchered by the free men? Two, but that was the day of the pact. Since then, nothing. So it's safe to say that a fragile peace has taken hold. For now. For now is the best we get in our profession. It's not
enough. Considering the city was on the brink of civil war, I'd say it's a good start. It's not enough for Meereen to have peace. They need to know Daenerys is responsible for it. The Sons of the Harpy have a good story. Resist the foreign invaders. Our queen
has an even better story. Mother of Dragons, Breaker of Chains and all that. The people know who brought them freedom. Yes, but do they know who brought them security? Who brought about an end to the violence? We need someone the people trust, someone they
know cannot be bought or influenced. Sounds like quite the hero. Where would we find him? Who said anything about "Him"? That's about the extent of my Valyrian. Thank you for travelling all this way. I know from personal experience how uncomfortable the journey
can be. The truth is we need your help. We had hoped that we could somehow persuade you to-- You don't need to persuade me. I came to help. Daenerys Stormborn is the one who was promised. From the fire she was reborn to remake the world. Yes. She has freed
the slaves from their chains and crucified the Masters for their sins. She did indeed. Her dragons are fire made flesh, a gift from the Lord of Light. But you heard all of this before, haven't you? On the Long Bridge of Volantis. The dragons will purify nonbelievers
by the thousands, burning their sins and flesh away. Ideally we'd avoid purifying too many nonbelievers. The Mother of Dragons has followers of many different faiths. You want your queen to be worshipped and obeyed. And while she's gone, you want her advisors
to be worshipped and obeyed. I'd settle for obeyed. I will summon my most eloquent priests. They will spread the word. Daenerys has been sent to lead the people against the darkness in this war and in the great war still to come. That sounds most excellent.
A man named Stannis Baratheon was anointed as the chosen one by one of your priestesses. He, too, had a glorious destiny. He attacked King's Landing and was soundly defeated by the man standing beside me. Last I had heard, he had been defeated again, this
time at Winterfell and this time for good. We'd be most grateful for any support you could provide the queen. I suppose it's hard for a fanatic to admit a mistake. Isn't that the whole point of being a fanatic? You're always right. Everything is the Lord's
will. Everything is the Lord's will. But men and women make mistakes. Even honest servants of the Lord. And you, an honest servant of the Lord, why should I trust you to know any more than the priestess who counseled Stannis? My friend has a healthy skepticism
of religion, but we are all loyal supporters of the queen. Everyone is what they are and where they are for a reason. Terrible things happen for a reason. Take what happened to you, Lord Varys, when you were a child. If not for your mutilation at the hand
of a second-rate sorcerer, you wouldn't be here helping the Lord's Chosen bring his light into the world. Knowledge has made you powerful. But there's still so much you don't know. Do you remember what you heard that night when the sorcerer tossed your parts
in the fire? You heard a voice call out from the flames. Do you remember? Should I tell you what the voice said? Should I tell you the name of the one who spoke? We serve the same queen. If you are her true friend, you have nothing to fear from me. He saw
me, the Night King! - He saw me! - He touched you. I don't know. He was close, but... He touched you. He knows you are here. He'll come for you. But he can't get in. He can now. His mark is on you. You must leave, all of you. Come on, Hodor. Help me with the
sledge. Hodor. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. - The time has come. - The time for what? For you to become me. But am I ready? No. We can't defend the north from the walkers and the south from the Boltons. If we want to survive, we need Winterfell and to take
Winterfell, we need more men. Aside from the Starks and the Boltons, the most powerful houses in the North are the Umbers, the Karstarks, and the Manderlys. The Umbers and the Karstarks have already declared for the Boltons, so we're not doing so well there.
The Umbers gave Rickon to our enemies. They can hang. But the Karstarks declared for Ramsay without knowing they had another choice. I beg your pardon, my lady, but they know that a Stark beheaded their father. I don't think we can count on them either. How
well do you know the North, Ser Davos? Precious little, my lady. My father always said Northerners are different. More loyal, more suspicious of outsiders. They may well be loyal, but how many rose up against the Boltons when they betrayed your family? I may
not know the North, but I know men. They're more or less the same in any corner of the world and even the bravest of them don't want to see their wives and children skinned for a lost cause. If Jon's going to convince them to fight alongside him, they need
to believe it's a fight they can win. There are more than three other houses in the North... Glover, Mormont, Cerwyn, Mazin, Hornwood. Two dozen more. Together they equal all the others. We can start small and build. The North remembers. They remember the
Stark name. People will still risk everything for it, from White Harbor to Ramsay's own door. I don't doubt it. But Jon doesn't have the Stark name. No, but I do. Jon is every bit as much Ned Stark's son as Ramsay is Roose Bolton's. And there are also the
Tullys. They're not Northern, but they will back us against the Boltons without question. I didn't know the Tullys still had an army. My uncle the Blackfish has reformed it and retaken Riverrun. How do you know that? Ramsay received a raven before I escaped
Winterfell. That's good. The Blackfish is a legend. His support would mean a great deal. Stark, Tully, a few more houses, almost starts to look like a winning side. I've sworn to protect you, my lady. You heard them. We need more men and my uncle has an army.
We can send the Blackfish a raven. Can't risk Ramsay intercepting it. It has to be you. Ride for Riverrun. My uncle will talk to you and you'll know how to talk to him. What is it? I don't like leaving you here alone. With Jon? Not him. He seems trustworthy.
A bit brooding, perhaps. I suppose that's understandable, considering. The others, though. Davos and the Red Woman helped a man murder his own brother with bloodmagic. And when Stannis paid for his crime, where were they? Already out looking for a leader with
better prospects. And that wildling fellow with the beard-- Jon isn't Tormund. Jon isn't Davos, the Red Woman or Stannis for that matter. Jon is Jon. He's my brother. He'll keep me safe. I trust him. Then why did you lie to him when he asked you how you learned
about Riverrun? New dress? I made it myself. Do you like it? Yeah, it's-- I like the wolf bit. Good, because I made this for you. I made it like the one Father used to wear. As near as I can remember. Thank you, Sansa. You're welcome. Don't knock it down while
I'm gone. I'll do my best. Good luck. Should we close the gate, Lord Commander? I'm not the Lord Comman-- yeah, ahem, close the bloody gate. We can go home now, Hodor. Well, maybe not home home, but somewhere that isn't a cave. Hodor. Eat something that isn't
moss. I want an egg. How do you like 'em? Boiled? Fried up with some butter? Hodor. With a rasher of bacon and some blood sausage. Hodor. Get Bran and run! Bran. Bran, wake up. - Bran. - Hodor. Hodor. Bran, wake up. - Gods keep you on the kingsroad. - Take
it easy. Watch yourself. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Help me! Go! Go! Remember that you are a Stark. Comport yourself with dignity at the Vale and try to stay out of fights. Yes, Father. But if you have to fight, win. Bran! Bran, wake up! Bran! Bran! Bran, wake up.
- Bran! Bran, wake up! - Hodor. Hodor. You have to wake up. - We need Hodor. - Hodor. Hodor. Bran, we need Hodor. Bran, you have to wake up. We need Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Bran, we're all going to die! Bran, wake up! We're all going to die! Bran! Bran! Bran,
you have to wake up. We need Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Warg into Hodor now! Bran, wake up. We need Hodor. We need Hodor. Warg into Hodor now! Now! Listen to your friend, Brandon. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. Hodor. - Summer! - Go. Go! The time has come. Leave
me. - What are you doing? - Go! Hodor, hurry! Hodor! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! - Hold the door! - Wylis! What's the matter? - Hold the door! - Come on, son. Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold
the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold door! Hold door! Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold door! Hold
door! Hold door! Hodor! Hodor! Hodor! Hodor! Hodor! Hodor!
#第五十五集
#本集共有单词数：65 总词数：8568
a = ['actress', 'added', 'appetite', 'bending', 'bianca', 'bobono', 'brightest', 'brooding', 'brynden', 'butter', 'buzz', 'comman', 'comport', 'crane', 'dick', 'dusted', 'encamped', 'euron', 'faiths', 'flax', 'follies', 'followers',
'founded', 'fragile', 'gallivant', 'gallivanting', 'humiliate', 'ideally', 'influenced', 'intercepting', 'keepers', 'killings', 'mazin', 'moss', 'nonbelievers', 'nuisance', 'overdue', 'overseers', 'performs', 'planks', 'plight', 'priestesses', 'progression',
'prospects', 'purify', 'purifying', 'quarter', 'rasher', 'reaver', 'reformed', 'rehearse', 'remake', 'security', 'sheelba', 'skepticism', 'soundly', 'spinning', 'swat', 'swine', 'timber', 'understandable', 'vanities', 'wart', 'warts', 'woe']
Burn them all! Where's my sister? Burn them all! Please. Burn them. Burn them all! Burn them all! Meera. They found us. I'm so sorry. Come with me, now. The dead don't rest. It's so green. Oh, yes. Once you get south of the Riverlands,
very different sorts of trees start to take over. Maple, elm, beech, poplar. The odd willow. And of course now that summer's over, you'll start seeing the autumn colors coming in. Still, you'll find more green here than anywhere else. You're nervous. You're
a nervous talker. That's not any better being a nervous mute. I didn't think I'd ever come back here after my father made me renounce my title and inheritance and, well, threaten to kill me if I didn't. A person just doesn't feel welcome at that point. And
I certainly didn't expect to be introducing him to my family. So you know what to tell them. That Little Sam is your baby. Yes, now that's very important. If he thinks that Little Sam is his grandchild, he'll take you in. He'll get an education. He'll learn
to read. And you can help teach him. Huh? What did you tell your family about me? I told them I met you in the North. Did you tell them how far north? Well, it wasn't a very large piece of parchment. You didn't tell them where I'm really from? You didn't tell
them I'm a wildling? The thing is... my father doesn't like wildlings. He hoped I'd make a man of myself by "Killing some bloody wildlings," so it's probably a good subject to avoid if at all possible. I think we're here. Sam. Oh, Sam. Oh, hello, Mother. I
never thought I'd see you again. You look wonderful. Talla? Gods, you're a woman now. Father says I have to marry Symun Fossoway. - He has yellow teeth-- - That's enough, Talla. Oh, um, Mother, this is Gilly. Oh, my. You are lovely. I am happy to know you,
Lady Tarly. Oh, and this, this is our son Samwell. Hello, little one. It's me, your grandmother. May I hold him? Yes, of course. You have a curious mind, I can tell. You'll be a scholar like your father. Where is Father? And Dickon? They're on a hunt. They'll
join us for dinner. Come inside. Such a journey. You must be exhausted. Come, you'll be wanting a bath after all that travel. Oh, and a dress for dinner. You can wear one of mine. What's your color? Midnight blue or silver? Silver, maybe. Come. You can choose
one of my bedrooms if you want. Is there no other way? You're afraid for her? Of course I'm afraid for her! It just seems very dangerous. She'll be protected the entire way. The Faith Militant are very stern with those who overstep their bounds. And Queen
Margaery isn't your mother. I suspect the gods will predispose the common people to gentleness on her behalf. She's truly opened her heart to them. She's always been very devoted to the poor and the unfortunate. And now she's devoted to the gods as well. Would
you like to see her? Have they hurt you? Have they mistreated you? - No, Your Grace. - I've missed you. More than you could know. We'll be together again soon and everything will be better than it was before. Better how? Soon the-- walk of atonement. He says
there's no other way. Have you spoken to him at all, the High Sparrow? Yes, a few times. Have you? Yes, I have. He's not quite what we thought he was, is he? You think I'm mad. I sound mad. No. No, you don't. You-- you could never. You're right, he's not.
He's a lot more-- He is. There's something about him. His way of looking at the world. It's not an easy thing admitting to yourself what you really are. It's taken me a while. He's helped me. What are you talking about? You're a good person. You've always
been a good person. You're the best person I know. I was just telling him about your devotion to the poor. Ah, yes, I visited their hovels and I fed them soup and I made sure I was seen doing it. I never gave them what they really needed, though. I've had
lots of time to think about how good I was at seeming good. All those stories I told myself about who I was and why I did the things I did. There were so many lies in those stories. I don't understand. It's all right. It really is. It's such a relief to let
go of those lies. What about Loras? I love my brother. I will always love my brother. His soul is pure and perfect. His sins don't erase that purity, they only obscure it. He just needs to atone for them. We all do. Sooner or later, one way or another. The
gods have a plan for us all. It's hard to walk in this. It's beautiful. You're beautiful. This venison, it's very tasty. Is it from today's hunt? Well, no. We haven't been able to cure that one yet. This is last week's. Oh, of course. Sorry. Long journey.
Brought it down from 70 yards. One shot. Oh, that's a fair distance. So do you do much hunting up at the Wall? Oh, yes. Yes. A good amount. North of the Wall, you don't hunt, you don't eat. Mostly deer or is it elk as well? Rabbits. Sometimes squirrels. I
say "We," It's my friend Jon mostly. Sometimes Edd. Oh, and Gilly. She's-- she's quite a good hunter as well. Um, huntress. I imagine it's common where you're from. We once met a man, Lord Umber from Last Hearth, wasn't it, Randyll, who said he taught all
his daughters how to hunt. Your father taught you to hunt? Our father would never teach us. I think our father could learn a thing or two from your father. That's enough of that. Samwell, would you care for more bread? Yes. Yes, please. Thank you, Mother.
Not fat enough already? I travelled south under orders from the Lord Commander. - He wants me to-- - I read your letter. You're to be a maester. Yes. And once I have my chain, I'll return to Castle Black. I thought the Night's Watch might make a man of you.
Something resembling a man at least. You managed to stay soft and fat. Your nose buried in books. Spending your life reading about the achievements of better men. I'll wager you still can't sit a horse or wield a sword. Randyll, to be maester of the Night's
Watch is a great honor. He can wield a sword. He killed a Thenn. He killed a white walker. There's no such thing. I saw it with my own eyes on our way down to Castle Black. He drove a dagger into the walker's heart. He risked his own life to save mine more
than once. He's a greater warrior than either of you will ever be. Your way down to Castle Black? Where did he kill a white walker? Where are you from? How'd you come to meet my son? The Night's Watch came to our keep. - Where? - Gilly. - North of the Wall.
- North of the Wall? You're a wildling. The Seven Kingdoms have waged war against these savages for centuries and here I sit hosting one in my hall thanks to my son. See that sword? It's called Heartsbane. It's been in our family for 500 years. It's Valyrian
steel. Only a handful of them left in the world. It's supposed to go to my firstborn son after I die. To him. He will never wield that sword. If he were to become Lord Tarly of Horn Hill, it would be the end of this house. I took you for a Mole's Town whore
when I saw you and I made my peace with that. Who else would have him? But I overestimated him. No. It was a wildling whore that seduced my son. This you getting back at me, boy? Bringing that to my table and making me dine with it? And you got what you were
after, didn't you? A bastard. A half-breed bastard. Your invitation into our home. Come, my dear. Talla. I've lost my appetite. He dishonors us. You dishonor yourself. Your mother's a fine woman. You're not worthy of her. To please her, I'll take the wildling
in. She can work in the kitchens. The bastard will be raised here. But this will be the last night you ever spend at Horn Hill. I'm sorry I let him treat you that way. I was afraid he'd turn you and Little Sam away. I'm not angry at you. I'm angry that horrible
people can treat good people that way and get away with it. When do you have to go? First light. Say good-bye to him for me. You're not what he thinks you are, Sam. He doesn't know what you are. Good-bye, Gilly. - Sam? - We're leaving. - What? - Get your things.
I don't have any things. - What are you doing? - We belong together. All of us. What about your mother and sister? Oh, they'll understand. Your sister's dress. She won't mind. Looks better on you anyway. Sam. That's your father's sword. It's my family's sword.
Sam. Won't he come for it? He can bloody well try. The lion and the rose are one. I thank the gods above. And to you, my beauteous bride, I pledge undying love. Hail King Joffrey. Hail Queen Margaery. I'll drink a toast to my new queen, for there is no one
fairer. Dear Uncle, will you share my joy and be my royal cupbearer? Drink long and deep, my noble king, from this cup of sweet wine. The last drink he shall ever take. And vengeance shall be mine. Poison! Murder! I gasp. I-- I die. I limp. And it was he...
that poisoned me. My evil Uncle Imp. My firstborn son. My golden lion foully, falsely slain. I pray you found a lasting peace free from strife and pain. Hear my prayer, Oh cruel gods. Take my life instead. For I cannot face another day when my sweet boy is
dead. Oh, woe. Oh, grief. Oh, darkest day, my heart is full of sorrow. All hope is lost. All joy is gone. And there is no tomorrow. What is that I hear and smell? Someone I'll soon send to hell. It's time to see if truth they told who said Tywin Lannister
shits gold. You beast. You beast. You killed my wife and now you've taken your father's life. No worse child ever stained this land. Curse the day I named you. My greatest crime. Now I must flee. Then sail across the Narrow Sea to do unto you more treachery.
Don't fear winter. Fear me! Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Bianca, Clarenzo. I give you Bobono. I give you Camello. And last but not least, sweet Lady Crane. Give this a good beating. Shake those fleas out. That's a dear. That crowd was shit.
Girl. What are you doing back here? Nothing. I saw you the other day in the audience. How many times have you seen this stupid play? Three times. Did you pay? No. I remember when the players came to my village. I didn't have any money, so I snuck in. Just
like you. Saw the painted faces, the costumes, listened to the songs, cried when the young lovers died in each other's arms. I ran off and joined them the next day, never looked back. You're very good. My final speech is shit. But to be fair to myself, which
I always like to be, the writing's no good. So change it. It would all just be farting, belching, and slapping without you. How would you change it? The queen loves her son more than anything. And he was taken from her before she could say good-bye. She wouldn't
just cry. She would be angry. She would want to kill the person who did this to her. What's your name? Mercy. You have very expressive eyes, Mercy. Wonderful eyebrows. Do you like pretending to be other people? I have to go. My father's waiting for me. Lady
Crane, they loved you. They were sweet. Or drunk. Drunkenly sweet. No laugh for Ned's death. These people are worse than animals. But they loved her. They all love her. Yes, you are adored by people and animals alike. I do what I can with what I'm given. With
what you're given? Well, I was thinking-- Oh, we're all thinkers now, are we? Full to the tits with ideas. - I didn't mean-- - You have ideas, I have ideas, he has ideas. Why should my ideas have any more value than yours simply because I've been doing this
my whole life? Who is anyone to judge my work? This is my profession. I know what I'm doing. You have no right to an opinion. Careful of that one. She wants you dead. And? As I expected. A shame. A girl had many gifts. You promised me. Don't let her suffer.
Company, halt! My lord. My lord. My friends, the hour has come. Madness has overtaken this city and grasped in its claws my children. But now we must drive it back under the rocks whence it came. Madness has had its day! Forward, march! Rich or poor, noble
or common, if we sin, we must atone. Margaery of House Tyrell came to us a sinner. She stood before the gods in the holy sept and lied. She turned a blind eye to her brother's sins. She disgraced her house, her king, and herself. Company, halt! Face front!
Turn! Lord Tyrell. Ser Jaime. Sorry to interrupt. We're here for Queen Margaery and Ser Loras Tyrell. Give them to us and we'll be on our way. I don't have the authority to give them to you. And you don't have the authority to take them. That's right. Hyah.
Lock spears! I speak for King Tommen of House Baratheon, First of His Name. The gods don't recognize his authority in this matter. You've already insulted one great house. It won't happen twice. Every last sparrow will die before Margaery Tyrell walks down
that street. To die in the service of the gods would please each and every one of us. We yearn for it. But there is no call for it today. There will be no walk of atonement. Order up. Queen Margaery has already atoned for her sins by bringing another into
the true light of the Seven. Together we announce a new age of harmony. A holy alliance between the Crown and the Faith. Long live King Tommen and bless you, Queen Margaery! The Crown and the Faith are the twin pillars upon which the world rests. Together
we will restore the Seven Kingdoms to glory. What's happening? He's beaten us. That's what's happening. When you attack the Faith, you attack the Crown. Anyone who attacks the Crown is unfit to serve as Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. I've been a member
of the Kingsguard since before you were born. You don't have to do this. You don't have to do anything. I have to answer to the gods. Not when you're sitting in that chair. The Crown's decision on this matter is final. Will I be walking naked in the streets?
Or will I spend a few months in the Sept dungeons first to teach me about the gods' mercy? You have served your house and your king faithfully for many years. And you will continue to do so. But not in this city. You've lost it? Yes, Father. It's a castle,
not a bloody sheep. Presumably you still know where it is. You didn't lose Riverrun. You let the Blackfish take it from you. He surprised us. He knows the castle better than anyone. You did lose the Blackfish after the Red Wedding. You had him right here in
this hall and you let him leave. Then when I told you to hunt him down and kill him, you couldn't find him. That's what it means to lose something. Now he's come back and taken Riverrun. I don't think it's fair to blame us-- For 300 years we kissed Tully boots,
swore oaths to them and their stinking fish banners. Not again. Riverrun is ours. Take it back. We don't have the men. We've got 10 times as many men as the damn Blackfish. The Mallisters have risen against us. And the Blackwoods. The Brotherhood Without banners
is rallying the commoners against us, raiding our supply trains and camps. Riverrun can withstand a siege for a year. If I want excuses, I'll put her in charge. They're laughing at us. All across the Riverlands right down to King's Landing, they're laughing
at us. I hear it in my sleep! I'm not dead yet, unfortunately for you. And I'll not leave this world until they all choke on that laughter. Take that castle back. He'll never yield, Father. Oh, he'll yield. You'll show him the knife you used to kill Robb Stark's
child in his whore mother's belly, and you'll show him the knife you used to open his niece's throat. And you'll remind him who it was that got married at the Red Wedding in the first place. His nephew. Cheer up, Lord Edmure. You're going home. I'm being sent
to deal with the Blackfish. Apparently Walder Frey can't manage it on his own because he's 400 years old. Sent me with an army to the Riverlands and a siege that could last months. Better you're elsewhere at the head of an army than in the sept dungeons. I'm
not going to the Riverlands. What, then? I'm going to give Bronn the largest bag of gold anyone's ever seen and have him gather the best killers he knows. I'll take them to the sept and I'll remove the High Sparrow's head and every other sparrow head I can
find. You can't. He has our son! He stole our son! He's torn our family apart. How should we treat people who tear us apart? We should treat them without mercy and we will. But if you kill the High Sparrow, you won't leave the sept alive. And without you,
this is all for nothing. Stand at the head of our army where you belong, where Father wanted you. Show our men where their loyalties belong. Show them what Lannisters are, what we do to our enemies. And take that stupid little castle back because it's ours
and because you can. You'll stand trial soon. I need to be here for you. It will be a trial by combat. I have the Mountain. They've made us both stronger, all of them. They have no idea how strong we are. No idea what we're going to do to them. We've always
been together. We'll always be together. We're the only two people in the world. Why did you help us? The Three-Eyed Raven sent for me. The Three-Eyed Raven's dead. Now he lives again. When I last saw you, you were a boy. A fearless boy. Loved to climb the
castle walls, frighten his mother. Who are you? Uncle Benjen. The last letter Jon wrote me said you had been lost beyond the Wall. I led a ranging party deep into the North to find white walkers. They found us. A white walker stabbed me in the gut with a sword
of ice. Left me there to die. To turn. The Children found me. Stopped the walker's magic from taking hold. How? The same way they made the walkers in the first place. You saw it yourself. Dragonglass. A shard of dragonglass plunged into your heart. You are
the Three-Eyed Raven now. I didn't have time to learn. I can't control anything. You must learn to control it before the Night King comes. Drink. One way or another, he will find his way to the world of men. When he does, you will be there waiting for him.
And you will be ready. Everything all right? How many days' ride to Meereen? A week at best. How many ships will I need to bring my khalasar to Westeros? Dothraki and all their horses, the Unsullied, the Second Sons-- 1,000 ships easily. - Probably more. -
And who has that many? Nobody. Nobody yet. So we ride for Meereen and after that we sail for Westeros. And what then? I take what is mine. You weren't made to sit on a chair in a palace. What was I made for? You're a conqueror, Daenerys Stormborn. Wait here.
#第五十六集
#本集共有单词数：60 总词数：8628
a = ['achievements', 'announce', 'autumn', 'beauteous', 'bedrooms', 'beech', 'belching', 'blackwoods', 'bounds', 'camello', 'choke', 'clarenzo', 'dickon', 'dishonors', 'drunkenly', 'education', 'elk', 'elm', 'erase', 'expressive',
'eyebrows', 'fairer', 'falsely', 'farting', 'fleas', 'fossoway', 'foully', 'gasp', 'gentleness', 'grasped', 'harmony', 'heartsbane', 'hosting', 'hovels', 'huntress', 'introducing', 'loyalties', 'mallisters', 'maple', 'obscure', 'overstep', 'overtaken', 'poplar',
'predispose', 'presumably', 'purity', 'resembling', 'scholar', 'seduced', 'seeming', 'shard', 'sorrow', 'squirrels', 'symun', 'talla', 'thinkers', 'trains', 'unto', 'waged', 'whence']
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