February 3, 2019

Bran reveals new information.

INT. WINTERFELL GREAT HALL - DAY

BRAN

They're coming back.

BRAN STARK is giving his latest debrief on what's going on outside of Winterfell. After the turmoil of the previous scene, his dispassion is jarring.

Jon, Dany, and Jaime are in attendance, along with TYRION LANNISTER, SANSA STARK, DAVOS SEAWORTH, GREY WORM, and MISSANDEI.

JON

Arya?

BRAN

She's unhurt.

SANSA

How many villagers did they save?

BRAN

Thousands. But none north of the Lonely Hills.

Sansa and Jon look at each other. They share a moment of unspoken grief for all the Northern people they've failed to protect.

JAIME

How long until the Night King's army reaches Winterfell?

BRAN

Four or five days, perhaps.

Everyone absorbs that.

TYRION

(to Jon)

How are things coming with Rhaegal?

Jon grimaces.

DANY

Jon is progressing very quickly.

JON

Not quickly enough.

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JAIME

Keep trying, Jon. Even a small chance is worth it.

Jon nods glumly.

JAIME

(to Dany)

You should keep drilling with the archers, your grace. But don't overdo it. We don't want you all exhausted on the day of the battle.

JON

If I fail with Rhaegal...

JAIME

We can still use you at Winterfell. Rhaegal can help us defend the castle while her grace deals with the Night King and his dragon.

JON

I can't control him, Jaime.

TYRION

(musing)

I don't think anyone ever really controls a dragon. You ask nicely and if the dragon likes you, maybe he'll do as you suggest.

Jon

(frustrated)

It's not enough that he likes me. If it were, you may as well ride him yourself.

TYRION

Wouldn't that be grand. Alas that I was born a Lannister.

BRAN

You're not a Lannister.

Everyone looks at Bran.

TYRION

...I beg your pardon?

Bran's voice is totally, inappropriately, disconcertingly matter-of-fact as he continues:

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BRAN

You're the Mad King's bastard. He raped your mother and threatened her into silence. Tywin always suspected, but never had proof. That's why he was always trying to have you killed.

Everyone stares at Bran in shock.

JON

(mortified)

Bran...

One-by-one, everyone turns to look at Tyrion.

Tyrion stares at Bran as his entire life narrative slowly and seismically upends itself.

JON

Tyrion, I'm so sorry.

A beat of pain and vulnerability on Tyrion's face. Then:

TYRION

(petulant, re: Jon)

Why does he get to ride the other dragon?

Jon, bless his heart, actually looks abashed.

JON

I didn't know (you were--)

TYRION

Joke , Jon Snow. Joke! Gods, you're impossible.

The tension in the room relaxes somewhat in the face of Tyrion's humor. Tyrion looks around the room, then thrusts his hand brusquely into the air.

TYRION

Is anyone else a secret Targaryen? Hm? Come on out now. You're in abundant company.

Tyrion looks around the room.

TYRION

No?

(beat)

Might I have a moment alone with my... family?

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Another beat, then an awkward scraping and shuffling ensues as people start filtering out of the room.

Sansa moves behind Bran and takes hold of his wheeled chair. She looks at Jon, but he hasn't moved, and his eyes are on Tyrion, not her. He's staying for the Targ powwow, evidently.

Sansa wheels Bran out in his chair. Bran is either unaware or unconcerned that he had spoken inappropriately at all.

Jaime is last to leave. He shares a gaze with Tyrion, then departs. They'll talk later.

Now only Tyrion, Dany, and Jon remain in the hall.

JON

(to Tyrion)

I'm sorry about...

(beat)

Bran should've told you in private.

TYRION

(closing the door)

No, no, it's better this way. More efficient.

The door clicks shut. Tyrion turns toward the other two and spreads his arms wide.

TYRION

Beloved relations.

Dany crosses the space between them, crouches down, and pulls Tyrion into a tight hug, startling him. He goes bug-eyed, and his whole body freezes. She laughs at his reaction.

DANY

Do I frighten you?

TYRION

No, I...

(awkward shoulder pats)

I'm just... you're being very

familiar.

DANY

Can I not be familiar toward my family?

Tyrion boggles at that as Dany beams at him. He backs up a step and puts out one shaky hand to lean against the door frame. He stares at Dany, then at Jon. Jon gives Tyrion a sympathetic look, a sort of: "I feel you, bro."

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TYRION

Shall we sit?

They pull up chairs and sit facing each other, in a triangle. Tyrion squeezes his eyes shut and pinches the bridge of his nose. He points a hand at Dany.

TYRION

So if the Mad King was my father, that makes you...

DANY

Your half-sister.

Tyrion points his other hand at Jon.

TYRION

And you would be my... nephew? Cousin? Half-nephew?

JON

I don't know that there is a special word for our relationship.

TYRION

I need a drink.

Tyrion gets up and pours three goblets of wine, passing them out to the others as he pours. Then he sits back down and looks at them sardonically.

TYRION

Well, here we are. The lion dragon, the wolf dragon, and the dragon dragon. Why didn't I get to be pretty too?

(beat)

Let's drink.

Tyrion raises his goblet high.

TYRION

To the great Targaryen restoration, to us, and to our fucked-up families.

They all drink.