I mean, we’ve all seen him in the season-eight trailer, standing ready to fight in the Battle of Winterfell. It was inevitable that Jaime wouldn’t be ripped limb from limb or dragged naked behind a horse for ten miles or any of the other torturous deaths that Viserys and Daenerys must have imagined for him as children growing up exiled in Essos. We laughed, we cried (along with Brienne), and this episode became a part of us.īut first, before the White Walkers ascend that distant hill that Ser Brienne will defend from the left flank, a few things are left hanging in the balance. It’s nostalgic, it’s heartwarming, AND it features a sex scene more truly sexy than the 10,000 sets of tits that have come before it on Game of Thrones. If it were your last living night in Westeros, how would you spend it? Moaning and drinking up on a castle wall with the Hound and Beric? Curled up with Gilly and a good book? (We don’t see Sam reading, but come on, we know he is.) Sitting around a warm fire with a veritable who’s who of your favorites, including Pod, bearer of a magical penis AND a completely lovely singing voice? This second episode, the last before the big hourlong Battle of Winterfell kicks off, is a smartly stitched-together Waiting for Godot (except, you know, the Night King is actually going to show up at the end of all this) that flips through a bucket list of what we want for some of our most beloved Westerosi.
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