RED KEEP - DUNGEONS
The Mountain, Cersei and Qyburn are standing in a torch lit dungeon beneath the Red Keep. Ellaria and Tyene are chained to walls opposite of each other. They are both gagged. Cersei speaks to Ellaria.
CERSEI: "I want you to know I understand. Even though we're enemies, you and I, I understand the fear that drives you. I was there that day when Ser Gregor crushed your lover's head. I close my eyes and I can hear the sound of Oberyn's skull breaking."
Ellaria struggles against her restraints
CERSEI: "The sound of your scream. I never heard a sound like that. I thought, that's true love. Oberyn looked beautiful that day. He really did. Yet he couldn't keep himself calm enough to not get involved could he. If only he had stayed sitting. He could have walked away and went back home with you. But that wasn't your lover's way, was it? Now he's buried somewhere. Just rotting away in the ground. That must be difficult for you."
She pauses and looks at Ellaria.
CERSEI: "It doesn't matter now."
She walks across the room and stands next to Tyene looking at her but continues speaking to Ellaria.
CERSEI: "Your daughter is a beauty too. Brown eyes, those lips. A perfect Dornish beauty. I imagine she is your favorite."
Ellaria pulls on her restraints.
CERSEI: "I know, I know, we're not supposed to have favorites. But still, we're only human. We love who we love."
Ellaria begins gasping and trying to speak through her gag.
CERSEI: "I'm sorry. I can't understand you. The gag makes it difficult to understand what you're saying. It must be frustrating."
Ellaria whimpers.
CERSEI: "We all make our choices. You chose to side with that Targaryen trash. You must have felt powerful after you made that choice."
Ellaria screams and pulls against her restraints. She takes the slack out of the chain but is held in place inches from Cersei.
CERSEI: "Do you feel powerful now? I don't sleep very well, not at all really. I lie in bed and I stare at the canopy and imagine ways of killing my enemies. How to destroy the Tyrells and so many more. I thought about having Ser Gregor crush your skull the way he did Oberyn's. It would be poetic I suppose but fast. Too fast."
The Lannister Queen turns away from Ellaria and walks back to Tyene and takes her face in her hands. She continues talking to Ellaria.
CERSEI: "I thought about having him crush your daughter's skull."
She removes the gag from Tyene's mouth.
CERSEI: "She's so beautiful. The thought of this lovely face cracking open like a duck egg, no, it's just not right. We'll have to find a better means to her end."
Ellaria screams and looks at Cersei. Qyburn steps to Tyene and puts the gag back on her mouth as she cries.CERSEI:" Your daughter will die here in this cell. You will be here watching when she does. You will be here the rest of your days. If you refuse to eat we will force food down your throat. You will live to watch your daughter rot, to watch that beautiful face collapse to bone and dust all the while contemplating the choices you've made."
Cersei continues looking at Ellaria but speaks to Qyburn.
CERSEI: "Make sure the guards change the torches every few hours. I don't want her to miss a thing."
She stands and walks out of the chamber with her entourage. Tyene and Ellaria both strain against their chains but can't reach each other.As Cersei leaves the Dungeon she immediately runs into her daughter.
CERSEI: "What are you doing here?"
Her daughter bites back.
MYRCELLA: "What you don't like your bargaining chip to wander about."
CERSEI: "Your suppose to stay in your room."
MYRCELLA: "I talked my guard into letting me out. I guess like my mother I have a way with people."
Her mother strains for a moment.
CERSEI: "I am your Queen and you will do I as say."
MYRCELLA: "Your my mother above all and yet you confine me to rooms and try to marry me off to a sadistic brute."
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