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Hey, where's everyone going? What's happening?
They're taking him to the Sept of Baelor.
Who?
The Hand of the King.
- Traitor! - Coward!
Baelor.
Baelor!
Traitor! Traitor!
I am Eddard Stark,
Lord of Winterfell
and Hand of the King.
I come before you to confess my treason
in the sight of Gods and men.
I betrayed the faith of my King
and the trust of my friend Robert.
I swore to protect and defend his children,
but before his blood was cold
I plotted to *** his son
And seize the Throne for myself.
Traitor!
Let the high Septon
and Baelor the blessed bear witness to what I say:
Joffrey Baratheon
is the one true heir to the Iron Throne,
by the Grace of all the gods,
Lord of the Seven Kingdoms
and Protector of the Realm.
As we sin,
so do we suffer.
This man has confessed his crimes
in sight of Gods and men.
The Gods are just
but beloved Baelor taught us
they can also be merciful.
What is to be done
with this traitor, Your Grace?
My mother wishes me to let Lord Eddard join The Night's Watch.
Stripped of all titles and powers,
he would serve the realm in permanent exile.
And My Lady Sansa
has begged mercy for her father.
But they have the soft hearts of women.
So long as I am your King,
treason shall never go unpunished.
Ser Ilyn,
bring me his head!
No! Stop!
Daddy! Someone stop him!
My son, this is madness.
Put him down!
- Don't look! - Let me go.
- Let me go! - Shut your mouth. Look at me.
- Look at me! - Stop! Daddy!
- Stop! No no! - Crowd: Traitor!
Stop!
Stop him, stop!