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| Character | Ser Allister Thorne | |
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| Gender | Male | |
| Age Range(s) | Adult (36-50) | |
| Type of monologue / Character is | Scolding, Persuasive, Reminiscing life story/Telling a story | |
| Type | Dramatic | |
| Year | 2011 | |
| Period | Contemporary | |
| Genre | Fantasy, Drama | |
| Description | You will die. Like flies | |
| Details | Season 1, Ep. 4, "Cripples, Bastards and Broken Things" 41 minutes into the episode | |
Summary
Ser Allister Thorne is the master-at-arms at The Wall's Night's Watch. When they receive a fat and fearful recruit, Sam Tarly to train with them, he becomes the target of bullying and ridicule. Jon the bastard tries to help him and encourages everybody not to hurt him.
In this monologue Sir Allister Thorne confronts his recruits and tells them of the last time he faced winter and was outside of the wall to warn them that if they don't toughen up, they won't survive the next big winter.
In this monologue Sir Allister Thorne confronts his recruits and tells them of the last time he faced winter and was outside of the wall to warn them that if they don't toughen up, they won't survive the next big winter.
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| SIR ALLISTER THORNE: "Enjoying yourselves? You look cold, boys. A bit nippy, yeah. By the fire. Indoors. It's still summer. Do you boys even remember the last winter? How long has it been now? What, 10 years? Was it uncomfortable at Winterfell? Were there days when you just couldn't get warm, never mind how many fires your servants built? I spent six months out there, beyond the Wall during the last winter. It was supposed to be a two-week mission. We heard a rumor Mance Rayder was planning to attack Eastwatch. So we went out to look some of his men. Capture them, gather some knowledge. The wildlings who fight for Mance Rayder are hard men. Harder than you'll ever be. They know their country better than we do. They knew there was a storm coming in. So they hid in their caves and waited for it to pass. We got caught in the open. Wind so strong it yanked 100-foot trees straight from the ground, roots and all. If you took your gloves off to find your cock to have a piss, you lost a finger to the frost. And all in darkness. You don't know cold. Neither of you do. The horses died first. We didn't enough to feed them, to keep them warm. Eating the horses was easy. But later when we started to fall....that wasn't easy. We should have had a couple of boys like you along, shouldn't we? Soft, fat boys like you. We'd lasted a fortnight on you and still had bones left over for soup. Soon we'll have new recruits and you lot will be passed along to the lord commander for assignment. They will call you men of the Night's Watch, but you'd be fools to believe it. You're boys still. And come the winter you will die. Like flies. [Exits] |
