ALESTER'S SHIP
BRONN: "(singing): Brothers oh brothers, my days here are done, the Dornishman's taken my life. Bur what does it matter, for all men must die, and I've tasted the Dornishman's wife! Yes, I've tasted the Dornishman's wife!"
ALESTER: "For the love of all the gods please stop singing."
BRONN: "Why? You seasick."
ALESTER: "No, I've sailed all over with no problems. But I never traveled with someone who sings like a bird getting ripped in half."
BRONN: "You could leave."
ALESTER: "Don't tempt me with drowning myself, Bronn."
BRONN: "Miss your women then?"
ALESTER: "More than you could now."
BRONN: "I miss all mine too."
The Tyrell gives the sellsword a confused look.
BRONN: "What, there's a lot of lonely women back at Kings Landing with me gone."
ALESTER: "And to think you were going to be married."
BRONN: "I might still."
ALESTER: "That poor woman."
BRONN & ALESTER: "Haha.... "
A moment of silence fills the cabin.
BRONN: "You know I've been wondering where that little Lannister is."
ALESTER: "Me too. Somewhere better than this, I bet."
SLAVER'S AUCTION
The slaves are carried up to the auction stage. One of Malko's men whips Tyrion.
MALKO: "A rare find for the fighting pits, my friends. Not your usual street tough old drunken pirate. This one's a Westeros knight from an ancient house, trained in sword and lance. He fought beside the Stag King Robert on the far side of the Narrow Sea. He was first from the breach during the siege of Pyke, slaughtering 50 men with his flaming sword. He killed the great Khal Drogo in single combat. Betrayed by his woman, he sold himself into slavery to repay his debts. Bidding begins at 12 gold honors."A hand goes up.
MALKO: "13. Do I have 14?"
A hand goes up.
MALKO: "15? 15. Do I have 16?"
A man in the front who has been studying Jorah intently raises his hand.
SLAVE BUYER: "20."
MALKO: "Sold!"
Jorah is taken away.
TYRION: "Wait! You have to buy me as well."
BUYER: "Why?"
TYRION: "We're a team. I'm a great fighter, too."
The crowd laughs.
MALKO: "He's funny. You have to give him that."
The man holding Tyrion's chains laughs at him. Tyrion yanks his chains, pulling the man to the ground, and starts beating on him with the chains as the crowd roars. Tyrion kicks him in the head then looks to the buyer.BUYER: "Alright. He's funny."
He hands Malko coins.
TYRION: "Thank you my Lord. Thank you."
BUYER: "Yes."
TYRION: "My Lord, if I may. I've heard Mereen's become a free city. You might run into trouble if you try to fight slaves in the fighting pits. Now if you were to fight free men who were paid a wage..."
The buyer hits Tyrion in the mouth then tosses him a few coins.BUYER: "Here's your wages, funny man. It'll last the rest of your life."
GREAT SEPT OF BAELOR
OLENNA: "You there! Where would I find the High Septon, or High Sparrow, or whatever bloody fool name he's got."
HIGH SPARROW: "It's not as good a name as Queen of Thorns, I'll admit."
OLENNA: "You should have the decency to stand when you talk to a lady."
SPARROW: "You should have the decency to kneel before the gods."
OLENNA: "Don't spar with me little fellow."
The High Septon gets up.
SPARROW: "For me, it's the knees. You?"
OLENNA: "Hips."
SPARROW: "Huh."
OLENNA: "A man of the people, is that your game? It's an old game. dull and unconvincing. A man of the people who does Cersei's dirty work for her."
SPARROW: "The people always do the dirty work."

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The Prince of Thorns
FanfictionAs the heir to Highgarden, Alester Tyrell embodies the virtues of nobility and justice. Fiercely loyal to his family, he stands as a beacon of honor in a realm fraught with treachery. But the path to preserving the Tyrell legacy is paved with perilo...