What the fuck.
This episode was going so well right until Drogon left King's Landing. He should've bowed down and let Jon on his back. I know this show is supposed to never go as we want it to but c'mon man, missed opportunity for him to put everyone in their place. Imagine him threatening to dick on the unsullied and dothraki if they didn't bend the knee (totally out of his character, I know).
That being said, I'm actually quite satisfied with Jon's ending (probably an unpopular opinion). The last thing he said to Tyrion was a quote from Master Aemon about the death of love for duty, and now he is going to the north beyond the wall, giving up his heritage as a Targaryen just as Aemon did. He never wanted the crown, and is getting as close to a happy ending as possible.
Jon is the King beyond the wall, Sansa is the Queen in the North, and Bran is the King of the 7 Kingdoms. Starks in 6 for the title, GG.
- The unsullied are just gonna fuck off now that they lost Dany? What about the Dothraki?
- So why exactly is Bran the one-eyed raven and what was the entire point of this?
- Arya is gonna discover America? Ok.. I guess..
- Bran the Broken, an asspull or deserved?
I feel pretty mixed about this episode so I can only sum it up by saying: Whatever, it's over.
Oh yeah, and I saw a funny post from Reddit about Tyrion's joke he made at the table at the end.
"I once brought a honeycomb and a jackass into a brothel"
Well since they never let Tyrion finish, here is one version of the joke:
Tyrion walks into a brothel with a honeycomb and a jackass. Madame: What can we do for you? Tyrion: I need a woman to lay with, for mine has left me. Madame: Whatever for? And what's with the honeycomb and the mule? Tyrion: My woman found a genie in a bottle, and he granted her three wishes. The first was for a house fit for a queen, so he gave her this damn honeycomb. The second wish was that she have the nicest ass in all the land, so he gave her this damn donkey... Madame: And what about the third wish? Tyrion: Well... she asked the genie to make my cock hang down past my knee. Madame: Well that one's not so bad eh? Tyrion: Not so bad!? I used to be six foot three!