美国队长2 Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014)【完整台词】

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You're wearing a black cloak again.

I've been sent to negotiate with you.

It appears my trusting nature
got the better of me.

It's happened before.

I was hoping your loyalty was real
when you pledged yourself to us, Jon Snow.

Truly, I was.

The Half hand ordered me to join your army

and bring back whatever information
I could to Castle Black.

He made me kill him so you'd trust me.

I was loyal
to him and to my Night's Watch vows.

All your vows?

She wasn't enough to turn you, eh?

Were you enough to turn her?

She put three arrows in me when I escaped.

Did you see her again at Castle Black?

Yes.

And?

She's dead.

Your doing?

No.

We'll drink to her.

Of all the ways I'd kill you,
poison would be the last.

- Ygritte.
- Ygritte.
That's not wine.

No, it's a proper northern drink,
Jon Snow.

You did well. Fought hard.

Killed some of our strongest men.

One of our giants went into your tunnel
and never came out again.

Mag the Mighty.

He's dead.

He killed my friend Grenn.

He was their king.

The last of a bloodline that stretches back
before the First Men.

Grenn came from a farm.

- Mag and Grenn.
- Grenn and Mag.

Kullback, could I trouble you
for something to eat?

I don't imagine our guest has eaten
anything for quite some time.

So, you're here to strike a bargain?

Turn your army around and go home.

You know I know
you're low on arrows,

you're low on oil, you're low on men.

How many are left, 50?

I told Tormund and Orell.

We have more than 1,000 men.

I showed you everything I had.
The whole army, 100,000 strong.

And what did you do?
You fired on us with everything you had.

It wasn't much.

As soon as I saw that,
I sent 400 men to climb the Wall,

an unmanned stretch five
miles west of here.

A lot of them will die climbing,

but most of them will be over
by the end of the day.

It's me being honest with you, Jon Snow,
which is more than you've ever done for me.

My people have bled enough.

We're not here to conquer.

We're here to hide behind your Wall.
Just like you.

We need your tunnel.

Now we both know that winter is coming.

And if my people aren't south of the Wall
when it comes in earnest,

we'll all end up worse than dead.

You want to strike a bargain with me?
Here's the bargain.

You go back, you open the gates to us,

and I swear to you that
no one else will die.

Refuse,

and we'll kill every last
man at Castle Black.

Ah!

Oh...

That's why you're here.

I reckon you could do it
before any of them could stop you.

They'd kill you, of course.

They'd kill you slow.

But you knew that when you came in here.

Are you capable of that, Jon Snow?

Killing a man in his own tent
when he's just offered you peace?

Is that what the Night's Watch is?

Is that what you are?

Riders coming!

- Are you attacking us?
- No.

It's like you said, we don't have the men.

Hold! To me! To me!

Stand down!

I said my people have bled enough,

and I meant it.

Round them up.

Stay with the horses.

You're the King-beyond-the-Wall?

- Do you know who I am?
- Never had the pleasure.

This is Stannis Baratheon,
the one true king of the Seven Kingdoms.

We're not in the Seven Kingdoms,
and you're not dressed for this weather.

It is customary to kneel
when surrendering to a king.

We do not kneel.

I'll have thousands of your men
in chains by nightfall,

have nowhere to put them,
have nothing to feed them.

I'm not here to slaughter beat dogs.

Their fate depends on their king.

All the same, we do not kneel.

Take these men away.

What's a man of the Night's Watch
doing in a wildling camp?

I was sent to discuss terms
with the King-beyond-the-Wall.

You're speaking to the one true king, boy.

You will address him as "Your Grace."

I know he's the king.
My father died for him.

My name is Jon Snow, Your Grace.

I'm Ned Stark's son.

Your father was an honourable man.

He was, Your Grace.

What do you think he'd have done with him?

I was this man's prisoner once.

He could have tortured me.
He could have killed me.

But he spared my life.

I think my father would
have taken him prisoner,

listened to what he had to say.

Very well, then. Take him.

Your Grace.

If my father had seen the
things that I've seen,

he'd also tell you to
burn the dead before nightfall.

All of them.

I would suggest milk of the poppy
to ease his pain,

- but he is completely insensate.
- Bloody Martells.

The cause
appears to be manticore venom.

It is. The Death's Head manticore.

I've read a great deal about it.
It's a horrible poison.

Usually Mantari in origin.

Oh!

There's nothing to be done.

Yes, there is.

May I ask what you think you're doing?

Saving him.

Your Grace, I wish it were
otherwise, but Ser Gregor is beyond saving.

Well, well beyond.

This man is not even a maester,
let alone grand maester.

That's for the best.
No maester knows how to save him.

That is exactly the sort of arrogance

that had him expelled
from the Citadel, Your Grace.

His curiosity was deemed
dangerous and unnatural.

Rightly so, in my opinion.

You're dismissed, Grand Maester.

But, Your Grace, this is my laboratory.

- Not any more.
- But...

- You can save him?
- Difficult to say, Your Grace.

But if my past work is any guide...

...we stand a chance.

Do everything you can.

Come to me for anything you need.

Thank you, Your Grace.

You should know,

the process may change him

somewhat.

Will it weaken him?

Oh, no.

Very well, then.

Not another word.

We've been over this. The matter's closed.

I'm opening it again.

You were betrothed to Loras Tyrell.

You're still betrothed to Loras Tyrell.

And you will marry Loras Tyrell
as soon as Tommen marries Margaery.

I will not.

Jaime cannot marry or inherit lands.

Tyrion's sentence
will be carried out tomorrow.

You have on several occasions
made great claims

about your commitment
to this family's future.

Your role in that future
is more vital now than it ever was.

I don't care.

I will stay in King's Landing where
I belong with my son, the king.

When you were nine years old,
I was called to the capital.

I decided to take your brother with me
and not you.

You insisted that you would not be left
at Casterly Rock under any circumstances.

- If you recall...
- I'm not interested in hearing

another one of your smug stories
about the time you won.

This isn't going to be one of those times.

Do you think you'll be the first person

dragged into a Sept
to be married against her will?

When you marched into the throne room
to tell me

we'd won the Battle of Blackwater,
do you remember?

I was sitting on the
Iron Throne with Tommen.

I was about to give him
essence of nightshade.