The Wheel of Time – S03E05 – Tel’aran’rhiod | Transcript

The Wheel of Time
Season 3 – Episode 5
Episode title: Tel’aran’rhiod
Original release date: March 27, 2025

At the White Tower, Siuan and Verin lay a trap for Elaida—who threatened to call a vote against the Dragon—to expose her as Black Ajah. She’s attacked and nearly killed by a Gray Man, but Siuan and Leane save her. Just before reaching Tanchico, Nynaeve, Elayne, and Mat team up with Min, who is familiar with the city. Mat also discovers that Min foresaw his death by hanging in her visions. In the Two Rivers, Perrin, Faile, and the Aiel infiltrate the Whitecloak camp to rescue Mat’s family, held captive there, leading to a battle. Alanna aids them and is nearly killed by Whitecloaks, but Maksim saves her. They save Mat’s sisters, but his mother is burned at a stake by Valda. In the Aiel Waste, the group arrives at the home of the Taardad clan, and Aviendha begins shadowing Rand and teaching him about the Aiel culture as part of her Wise One training. Egwene practices walking in Tel’aran’rhiod, the World of Dreams, with the Wise Ones. Moiraine reveals to Lan what she saw in Rhuidean and, with Egwene’s assistance, meets Siuan in a dream to warn that the Tower must follow Rand, not control him. In Rand’s dream, Lanfear confesses her love for him, and they share a kiss, witnessed by Egwene, who’s visiting the dreams of her loved ones.

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The Wheel of Time – S03E05 – Tel’aran’rhiod | Full transcript

[Nynaeve] We’re going to Tanchico, tonight. Ishamael was going to take away my visions. And I chose you instead.

Don’t break like him.

Mom?

[Lord Luc] Whitecloaks. They arrested Natti Cauthon and her girls.

[Valda] Perrin Aybara murdered your father in cold blood.

[growls]

[grunts]

[Alanna] I’ve lost a few Warders. When one of three departs, who owns that grief?

[crying]

[screaming]

[Egwene] I keep dreaming about this woman who hurt me.

[Bair] Then this woman in your dream is alive. There’s a way I could escape my Dark Oaths.

Cross me now, and I will never forget it.

[Galina] What are you proposing?

[Elaida] That we call for a vote in the Hall to find Rand al’Thor and cage him.

[Melaine] In the glass columns, you will walk the footsteps of your blood ancestors.

[Lanfear] There’s a sa’angreal as strong as Callandor. For women, the Sakarnen. [Bair] In Rhuidean you will find three rings. Step through any one and you’ll see your future laid before you again and again in variation.

[Moiraine gasps]

[screaming]

[suspenseful music plays]

[breathing heavily]

[gasping]

[grunts]

[chuckles]

[breathes shakily]

[gasps]

[grunting]

[grunts, panting]

[whimpering]

[panting]

What is that, Moiraine?

[panting]

What did it feel like to you?

Euphoric.

[sighs]

But what else?

I don’t know.

Like hunger or thirst…

[exhales] …but deeper.

What did you see in the rings?

[wind howling]

[Egwene] What did the other chiefs say?

Will they declare Rand as Car’a’carn?

We only speak to their Wise Ones in the Dream.

They will try to bring their chiefs to Alcair Dal to meet Rand al’Thor.

Some will react as the Shaido did, when he returned from Rhuidean.

Does it surprise you that Sevanna and Couladin rejected him?

He’s not one of us.

No thanks to you.

I cannot teach someone unwilling to learn.

“Cannot”?

Cannot.

You will meet Rand al’Thor when he wakes each day and not leave him until he goes to his blankets at night.

[Melaine] This will be the first step of your training in what it means to be wise.

He is the Car’a’carn.

There’s no fighting it.

[scouts hooting]

[clan chief] That’s Cold Rocks Hold.

The seat of the Taardad.

We will stay here until the other chiefs have gathered at Alcair Dal.

[uplifting music plays]

[scouts hooting]

[townspeople hooting, clamoring]

[bags rattling] I ask leave to enter your hold, roof-mistress.

You have my leave, clan chief.

Shade of my heart, you always have my leave.

I give thanks, roof-mistress of my heart.

You’ve met my wife Bair.

Now, meet my wife Lian.

[child] Great-father!

[Moiraine, Lian, clan chief laugh] And my great-daughter, Alsera.

Are you the Car’a’carn?

[chuckles]

[Alsera] Greatmother says you are.

Whoa.

I am.

[gasps]

[growls]

[Alsera screams]

[laughs]

[Alsera screaming, laughing]

[Rand] Hey!

[children screaming, clamoring] The time for watching him is through, Egwene Sedai.

We’re going to walk the Dream.

Will you join us?

[footsteps approaching]

[sniffs]

A heavy fragrance, your powdered roses. [chuckles] It enters the room before you do.

I remember it from your classes when I was a novice.

Hmm.

The most sacred chamber in the most hallowed institution in the world, and you make it look like a fisherwoman’s hut.

It wasn’t easy getting a private audience.

I assume you want to discuss more than my sense of style?

You assume your style doesn’t matter, but it does, Mother.

This Tower used to be a shining beacon to the world.

And now?

How many queens and kings have sat in these simple chairs?

Felt your rough carpets beneath their feet?

Not everyone wants to be sick with the smell of roses.

Where is Elayne?

Her brothers are missing her.

She’s on a journey of my choosing.

Well protected.

I’ve already let Queen Morgase know.

Oh.

Your net is coming apart, Mother.

Everyone sees it.

I’m calling for a vote in the Hall.

To cage the Dragon Reborn, as you should have done already.

Well, let’s see where the votes lie.

I presume you have a better handle on it now than the last time you went against me in the Hall.

Where is Moiraine Sedai?

She’s been exiled.

I’m sure she still writes you.

I remember when you were a novice, fawning over her like a lovesick puppy.

That was a long time ago.

People don’t change.

Mother, you have fooled many, but I know what you are.

River trash.

Same as the day you walked into this tower as a nine-year-old girl, barefoot and filthy.

Is there anything else?

The Amyrlin’s day is a full one.

No, Mother.

Thank you for your time.

[ominous music plays]

[door closes]

Ready for you tea, sister?

[groans] Then maybe you could have a nibble of something sweet.

[groans] Is it… [blows]

Hot?

Mmm.

Oh, it’s-it’s just hot enough.

Or maybe some wine would be more to your liking?

[groans]

[chuckles]

[door opens]

Hmm.

Verin.

Mother.

Uh, well, the, uh, the numbers are clear.

The Black Ajah work in hearts.

Three sisters in each heart, each with one separate contact in another heart.

This keeps any one sister from being able to reveal them all.

Liandrin was able to connect four hearts.

That would be 12 sisters.

Eleven attacked us that day.

So there’s one still here. At least.

I need to know if it’s Elaida.

Liandrin left and Elaida arrived within days.

That’s one leader gone, the next put in place.

Mother, there is nothing I would like more than to discover the truth, but we cannot mistake suspicion for certainty.

If she breaks the Three Oaths, that is proof.

Yes, and if she’s not Black Ajah, that is a long game.

Joiya and Amico.

If Elaida found out that her sisters were being held in the 13th Depository…

She might go and rescue them.

Or silence them.

Good. Lay the bait.

[Verin] Hmm.

Do it subtly.

Bring me the truth, so I can take Elaida’s head.

[Adeleas mumbling]

[people chattering]

[grunts]

You know, you could just wear one of these Two Rivers sacks.

Another idea.

We could hop a boat.

We could go to one of the cities on the coast.

You love that shop in Ebou Dar.

Ready to leave already?

I thought you had your eye on that baker boy.

[Maksim] I did.

Have you tried the bread?

[bread thudding]

[chuckles]

[horse whinnies]

[people clamoring]

Whitecloak reinforcements just entered the mountains.

You want the Cauthons?

We better go now.

[horse blusters]

[wind howling]

[Rand] Mmm.

[Melindhra chuckles]

[Aviendha] Wetlanders do not share lovers?

Not usually.

[Aviendha] That is a lot to ask of one person.

Perhaps too much.

Poor Egwene.

You know, you don’t have to talk to me.

At an Aiel meal, it is polite to talk to people to either side of you.

Except for those of us who must instruct instead of sharing the meal, of course.

You don’t have to instruct me either.

With your right hand.

[Alsera] Do you like the squash, Rand al’Thor?

Yes.

I grew the squash, Rand al’Thor.

[Rand] Really?

It’s perfect.

Motai?

It’s delicious.

Not with the head.

It’s gonna bite your throat the whole way down.

Delicious.

[Melindhra chuckles] Moiraine Sedai?

Would you like one?

I’m finished, thanks.

No, you stay. Stay.

I’m ready.

Then hear me, Egwene.

You must listen.

Remember, and do as you are told.

Above all, you must not enter Tel’aran’rhiod again.

Until Melaine or I says you may.

Can you accept this?

I can accept it.

Good.

Know this.

Anyone can touch Tel’aran’rhiod, but very few can truly enter it.

It is not part of the One Power, though Aes Sedai believe it is.

I cannot channel, yet I dreamwalk as well as Bair.

We will enter the Dream World now.

To do so is to take a risk.

Death in the Dream World means death here, too.

[sighs]

I’m ready.

[Melaine] Lie down.

[clinks]

When the brass pin drops, you will hear it in the Dream as well.

It will bring you back if you lose yourself.

Close your eyes.

[sighs]

Are we…

Yes. This is Tel’aran’rhiod.

[gasps]

[grunts]

[gasps]

It looks the same.

It is not the same.

There are things here that could shatter your heart.

That could eat your heart.

[gasps] How did this…

[Bair] You were afraid so you wanted armor.

Uncontrolled thoughts are troublesome in the Dream World.

Control them.

[inhales]

[chuckles]

[sighs]

When I fall asleep, I’m…

I’m back in the kennels in Falme.

That is your own dream.

Not Tel’aran’rhiod.

Aren’t all dreams here?

No.

Sometimes ordinary people stumble from their own dreams into Tel’aran’rhiod for a moment.

And wetlanders wonder why so many people die in their sleep.

[inhales]

So the woman who’s hunting me…

she can enter my dreams too?

[Bair] You have power over your own dreams.

If you want her out, just believe she’s out.

If you want to be somewhere else, simply believe you are somewhere else.

It is as simple as that.

[exhales]

Bair?

Melaine?

Hello? I didn’t mean to…

[eerie music plays]

[gasps]

[gasps]

[creaks]

[child giggling]

[giggling continues]

[chuckles]

[child chuckles]

[Egwene] Bair?

[gasping]

[choking]

I’m so glad you’re here.

[choking continues]

[grunts]

[pin drops]

[Egwene gasping]

[panting]

[Melaine] You were right.

She’s being stalked by one of the Shadow

souled.

You are lucky to be alive, girl.

How did you leave this temple in the Dream?

Well, I…

I believed I could.

She’s too eager. She takes too much too fast.

Who are the Shadow

souled?

[breathing heavily]

Wetlanders call them the Forsaken.

I know you’ve sided with Siuan often in the past, but…

The White Ajah sides with no one…

[door opens] …outside simple reason and logic.

Often, logic has been on Mother’s side.

What if it were not?

What if I could show you that ever since she first took the Seat, she’s been working to destroy this Tower from within?

[clicks tongue] The truth guides us.

Understood.

Alviarin Sedai, thank you.

Adeleas Sedai.

[Adeleas] Mmmmm. Hmm.

Yes?

Hello.

[Adeleas sniffing]

[gasps] Roses.

Can I help you?

Where are you going?

Verin Sedai said…

Away. Now.

Or I’ll strip your hide with my birch, Accepted or no.

[Adeleas] But…

[breathes heavily]

We haven’t seen you outside your sister’s watch since your injury.

How are you?

[door creaks]

Did she take the bait?

[Leane] Thank you.

[door opens]

[footsteps depart]

[door closes]

Can your sister really do this in her state?

My sister can do anything.

Where has your sister gone off to, do you imagine?

[shushes]

Don’t tell.

Oh.

Don’t tell.

[sniffing]

Do tell.

There is always something that interests her clever mind.

[both chuckle]

I’m trying to find her, but I don’t know where she keeps sneaking off to.

She needs me.

She is, uh…

[stutters] Thirteen…

[stutters] “Depotro”…

Depository.

Yes. Yes.

[Adeleas breathing heavily]

And what did she want us to look at?

[gasps] Black Ajah. Black Ajah. [whimpers] [Elaida] Mmhmm.

[Elayne] So, Tanchico is spread over three hills in Tanchico Bay.

[coughs, vomits]

[Elayne] Most of the rich live on top of the hills.

[Mat] Oh, yeah.

That’s fascinating.

But there isn’t much stability to the wealth in Tanchico,

so thievery more common. And…

[Nynaeve] Enough.

None of that will help us find the Black Ajah.

Liandrin will require certain things,

no matter what city she travels to.

[Mat] Yeah.

I bet your idea of travel is being carried around on a golden chair, with children lining up

to throw flowers at your feet.

What’s your plan then?

Hmm?

Drink yourself into a stupor and ask for directions to the Black Ajah

in the Old Tongue?

[Nynaeve] Stop.

Stop, both of you.

Uh, we find Liandrin’s family.

We know her name, maybe she…

maybe she has relatives in the city.

We don’t even know if Guirale is even her real last name.

[vomits]

Oh, that’s it. That is it.

No more. Right, we have been down here for two weeks.

I am going up to the deck.

No, Mat! We can’t.

We must stay in this room.

That was the only thing we promised the Sailmistress in exchange for passage to Tanchico.

That’s only because she didn’t want Nynaeve to throw herself overboard.

Is that an option?

We stay down here.

Deals with the Sea Folk are not to be broken.

[Mat] Whatever you say, Your Highness.

[birds chirping]

No. [chuckles] That can’t be right.

We’re sailing past Windbiter’s Finger.

Oh. Another Geography lesson. That’s brilliant.

We have only been traveling for 14 days.

I know Sea Folk rakers are fast, but to travel this far is impossible.

Maybe I saw it wrong. Maybe…

Exactly. Exactly.

So, let’s get up on to the deck and we’ll figure it out.

Cracking idea, Princess.

[Elayne] No.

Mat, we promised the Sailmistress we’d stay…

[pants] Mat!

[sighs]

Just help me up the stairs, please.

[triumphant music plays]

[Nynaeve whimpers]

[Mat] No. No!

[grunts, vomits]

[Sailmistress] We had a deal, Aes Sedai.

Sailmistress, I apologize, my…

You are of the Mountains.

You plant your feet too firmly, like you’re rooted to the spot.

Relax.

Make your legs soft.

Let the boat move while you stay still.

Better?

A little, yes.

Can we please stay up here?

I can’t go back to that room.

You can stay on the deck if you wish.

Sailor!

[sailor] There’s a blast.

[Mat] Mother.

Oi, Min.

[floorboards creaking]

[Mat] Min. Is that you?

Blood and ashes.

Aren’t you supposed to stay in your room?

III couldn’t care.

I couldn’t give a toss.

Just tell me this.

Have you got a room on here?

Can I stay with you instead of them?

[scoffs] No, no, no.

Yeah!

It’s all right. It’s all right.

[Valda] The reinforcements should be here tomorrow.

And ready to march on the Two Rivers the day after.

[child] He’s coming.

[Natti] It’s all right.

[Valda] I’d like to get to the truth about Perrin Aybara’s whereabouts.

If you’d let me.

No.

[Cauthons murmur]

[Dain] Thirsty?

Don’t worry. Nobody’s going to get hurt.

I want you to tell me what you know about Perrin Aybara.

They say he’s come back home.

[Eldrin] I promise, sir.

We haven’t seen him.

I barely even remember him.

[sighing]

[Natti gasps]

[keys jangle]

[Dain sighs]

Well, I know where he’d go.

[stammers] If he came back.

Where?

[keys jangle]

[Natti gasps, whimpers] Why did you do that?

[grunts]

[Natti shouts]

No!

[Dain shouts] [Dain] Witch.

One of you is a witch!

[grunts] It was me.

[Natti panting]

[Bode] No, no, you don’t have to do this. Listen to me, please.

[Cauthons clamoring]

Out.

[whimpering] Please don’t! Please don’t!

No, please don’t. Stop!

[Natti panting]

Let her go!

[grunts] This one’s ready for your questions.

[sobbing]

[chuckles]

[sobbing continues]

[whimpering]

[Valda] Mmm.

[foreboding music plays]

[Perrin] Natti and the girls are in the camp.

Bain, Chiad and I will sneak in.

And me.

Uh, no. Not yet.

And me.

[Chiad, Bain] And her.

[chuckles]

[Alanna, Maksim chuckle]

[Perrin] Loial will stay here and ready the horses.

I have been told stealth is not my strongest suit.

[Alanna chuckles]

The moon is full tonight.

The sky is cloudless.

I’ll create cover.

No. You’ll stay right here.

To heal the girls if they need it. That’s what we said.

I’ll create cover.

It’s bloody Whitecloaks up there.

Do you know what they’ll do if they even sniff a hint of channeling?

I’ll create cover.

All right.

I said no, Alanna.

You don’t make decisions for me.

We make decisions together.

We used to, at least.

[Alanna] It hasn’t felt like much of a “we” lately.

[Maksim] Really? You’re gonna say that to me?

The man who followed you up turnip mountain when you won’t even tell me why we’re here?

We’re here because you’re not enough!

The Last Battle is coming.

I swore when I took this ring, that I’d be ready to win it.

And you know what I realized when The Black Ajah attacked?

They’re ready.

And we are not.

We don’t win battles with politics and prophecies.

We win battles with armies.

And if no one else is going to build one, then I will.

An army of farmers?

The Dragon Reborn.

Nynaeve al’Meara.

Egwene al’Vere.

The two strongest channelers we’ve ever seen.

The Hornblower.

They all come from this place.

The blood of Manetheren flows here.

The blood of warriors.

I don’t care about Amyrlins or Dragons or the bloody Last Battle.

The only thing I’ve ever cared about…

is Ihvon.

And you.

That’s what I fight for.

So if you want to throw your life away like you threw away Ihvon’s, do it.

But I won’t stand here and watch again.

I’m going to go do something that matters.

Something we should have done in the first place.

I’m going to go find Liandrin.

And I’m gonna kill her.

Maksim.

Come with me.

[whimpers, inhales sharply]

There.

I turned off the bond.

[sighs]

[people chattering]

I am ashamed that I never knew Malkier myself.

What kind of king can’t remember his own people?

His own kingdom?

Al’Lan Mandragoran, you were just a baby when it fell.

The Borderlands were an unforgiving place, even before it was overrun by the Blight.

But in that hardness, our people created such beauty…

Festivals.

Poetry.

Dancing.

[chuckles] Those long nights after the dancing.

What do you miss the most?

Laughter.

[sighs]

[Rand sighs]

Are you leaving?

We haven’t had a moment alone since Rhuidean.

Uh, the Wise Ones want me to sleep with them.

To keep working together.

Oh.

I can stay.

No, no, no. Go.

You’re sure?

Mmm.

[both sigh]

[fire crackling]

[wind blowing]

[Lan sighs]

I saw it, Lan. I saw it.

I won’t be at the Last Battle.

And everything that we’ve done and everything that we’ve lost…

[breathes shakily] …it’s all for nothing because I won’t be there.

How can you be so sure?

Because in every future where I lived, Rand dies.

And the only way he lives…

is if I don’t.

Come here.

Okay.

[sighs]

[exhales] Say something.

Do you die tonight?

What?

Did you see it in the Rings?

That you must die tonight?

No, no.

Good.

Well, then you have tonight.

To sit with your old friend and have a drink.

Oh, Lan.

Have you… Have you tried…

[sighs] …this Aiel Oosquai?

[chuckles] I have not.

Well, you are in for a treat.

[swallows]

[coughs]

[coughs, chuckles]

[chuckles]

[laughs, coughs]

[swallows, exhales sharply]

[laughing]

[Moiraine] Another.

[chuckles]

[papers rustling, crinkling]

[Min breathing shakily]

[Mat shushing]

Do you hear that?

What?

Nothing.

[groans] Nothing. No puking, and the joyful absence of lectures on the politics and culture and the famous hills of Tanchico.

So, I can only assume that you’re following me because you’re obsessed with me.

Am I right?

Because the Amyrlin’s obsessed with me?

No one’s obsessed with you.

Well, I mean, you say that, and yet here you are.

[scoffs]

Oh? Lookee here. What is this?

Oh. Mat.

She’s an artiste, she’s an artiste…

Mat. No. No, no.

…in hiding.

No, Mat. Wait, wait.

Min, Min, Min.

[Min sighs]

[Mat] Min, what’s this?

[shudders]

What is this?

[breathing shakily] My visions.

I was trying to remember the details so that I could…

stop it.

Right.

Right. Well, it’s lucky for us that your visions don’t really come true, do they?

Min, I didn’t kill Rand, did I?

And I’m not gonna kill myself.

Well, probably not.

Unless I have to go back to that cabin.

[scoffs] Please.

It’s not much better here.

I share a wall with you three.

You best believe these walls are thin.

[ominous music plays]

Nynaeve, look.

Hmm?

Wake up. Look. Look what she’s doing.

Mmm.

[uplifting music plays]

This is why Aes Sedai are not allowed to be on deck when they travel with the Sea Folk.

In the Tower they say your channelers are so weak in the Power they can never become full sisters.

Best to continue believing that when you disembark.

Why would you avoid learning at the Tower?

There are many ways to be a channeler.

Many ways to be a woman.

You can’t touch the Source.

I can.

Sometimes.

But I can’t control it.

Of course you can’t.

Channeling is like the sea.

It can’t be controlled.

It flows, whether you want it to or not.

Are you one who doesn’t like to give up control?

[scoffs]

[Sailmistress] I can see it, even in your feet.

One of you fights to hold where you stand, while one wants the sea to take her off the path that’s been chosen.

And one of you is seasick and one is not.

I need you to promise me you won’t tell your Tower about our Windfinders.

I promise.

We won’t.

Good.

Now go pack your belongings.

We’ll be in Tanchico soon.

[door opens]

Where have you been?

We thought you’d fallen overboard.

[grunts]

Uh, I bumped into a friend.

This is Min.

Uh, Min, this is Nynaeve and Elayne.

You were at the White Tower. A servant.

Yeah.

She’s the Amyrlin’s spy, actually.

Not a very good one if everyone knows.

Fal Dara. The bar.

You’re the seer who told Rand he was the Dragon.

I mean, she also told me that I kill Rand, so I guess in a way you’re not good at any of your jobs.

[Sailmistress] Land ahoy!

Okay. Let’s go.

Like you think you’re coming with us.

I’ve been to Tanchico. Can any of you say the same?

Besides, I want to help you.

I do.

I know you’re looking for the Black Ajah, and I happen to have some personal experience with Liandrin Sedai.

Don’t we all.

[sighs]

Can we trust her, Mat?

Yes.

[shouting, clamoring]

[villager] Move it! Come on. [grunts] That’s it.

[Min] Don’t speak loudly.

Especially you, Princess.

And don’t flash your money around.

And no eye contact with anyone.

[man screams]

[water splashes]

You too, Mat.

I’m not joking when I say this place is dangerous.

All right. I’ll be on my best behavior.

[Min] Come on.

[footsteps echoing]

They’re back.

Not them.

Surprised to see me, sisters?

Elaida Sedai.

Speak now.

And tell me the name of every sister of the Black Ajah.

We will never betray our oaths or our sisters!

No matter how many times you ask.

I believe you.

[gasps, groans]

Tell me their names.

I only know one other.

[grunts]

Her name.

I told the Amyrlin I would negotiate if I can…

[grunts]

I am not like Siuan Sanche.

[grunts, groans]

This is not a negotiation.

You will not leave this cell alive.

All you will feel is pain until you tell me her name.

Her name is… [grunts]

[grunting]

[breathing heavily]

[panting]

Someone sent a Gray Man to silence Joiya and Amico.

There must still be a member of the Black Ajah in the Tower.

[grunts, gasps]

[grunting, groans]

[panting]

You.

You led me here.

Perhaps I misjudged you, sister.

[villagers clamoring]

[animals braying]

[villagers shouting, clamoring]

[villager] All right.

Good. Come on, mate.

This way.

This fog.

What is it, sir?

That last witch was just a plaything.

Want to learn how to catch a woman with real power, Child Byar?

[breathing shakily]

Perrin.

Look. We don’t have much time.

Be quiet and listen to our instructions. We’ll get you out of here.

Perrin, what’s happened to your eyes?

[shushes]

[Eldrin] Is Mat with you?

[Perrin] No. But he’s safe.

[keys jingling]

[lock clicks]

[sobs]

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It’s all right. They’re friends.

Come on. Quickly.

Here. It’s fine.

Where’s your mother?

They took her that way.

Okay. Go with them. They’ll keep you safe. I’ll get your mom.

[Perrin shudders]

[breathing shakily]

We need to go.

Now.

[Perrin breathing shakily]

[wood creaks]

Maksim?

[crossbow fires]

[grunts]

[exclaims]

[grunts]

[grunts]

Fire!

[grunts]

[grunts, gasps]

[breathing heavily]

[Dain] Two Rivers.

You came.

You did this.

I thought you were a good man.

I was!

Before you.

[suspenseful music plays]

Faile! [grunts, groans] No! [grunts]

[breathing shakily]

[Faile] You need to stand up now. Come on.

[straining, grunting]

[exclaims, breathes shakily]

[Whitecloak] She’s mine.

Come on, lad. Move it. Now!

[groans]

[strains]

[grunts]

[gasping]

[grunts]

[breathing shakily]

How did you find me?

You turned the bond back on five arrows ago.

[gasping, breathing sharply]

[grunts]

[Alanna groans]

[groans, whimpers]

I have you. I have you now.

[Alanna grunts]

[Lanfear] Thought I might find you here.

You’ve never been here.

You have.

I see you come here a lot.

On this place I once thought that I had no control over my life.

That other people’s choices, the pattern, has way more control than I do.

The pattern is woven, Rand.

Who do you think weaves it if not us?

[sighs]

I saw you, in Rhuidean.

Before you released the Dark One. Before you swore your oaths.

I’m not that person anymore.

You are.

And I see that woman in you.

I saw her when I first met you back in Cairhien.

Is that who you want me to be?

Some docile innkeeper?

You weren’t docile.

You were driven and brave.

You wanted the world to be a better place.

You wanted people to have more than they had.

I still want that.

And more.

[emotional music plays]

I want you, Rand.

I love you.

The dark parts and the light.

I’ve fallen in love with this piece of you that wants to save the world.

And I’ve always loved the piece that knows you have to break it.

[cloth flutters]

The Wise One said you wanted to see me.

They’re teaching you about the Dream?

They have.

And can you do that?

Can you travel with me in the Dream to meet someone?

[scoffs] I… I don’t know. II might be able to.

[inhales shakily]

There’s a message I need to deliver.

It’s… It’s dangerous in Tel’aran’rhiod. What?

It’s funny, don’t you think?

You warning me about the dangers of Dreams.

I remember years ago when I did the same to you.

[dramatic music plays]

Is this something you saw in Rhuidean?

Yes.

And it’s worth the risk?

Oh, yes. Yes.

[Egwene sighs]

All right, then.

I’ll try.

You’re ready?

Yes.

[breathes deeply]

[whispering voices, indistinct]

This is Tel’aran’rhiod?

This is your dream.

It’s safer here, I think.

I’m going to try and take you straight to her dream from here.

Remember… the ding of the brass pin will wake you.

Moiraine?

I’ve come to you this way because I have no time.

Where are you?

I’ve been through the Rings of Rhuidean.

Rhuidean?

You’re in the Aiel Waste?

I have seen a thousand thousand futures.

And I know two things to be true.

If the White Tower does not bend the knee to Rand al’Thor…

he will lose the Last Battle.

And that’s… that’s it.

No. No, no. You don’t get to do that.

Not to me.

What would you have done, in Cairhien, knowing what I knew?

What would you have done?

The same.

Worse, perhaps.

Then why do you punish me?

You think I don’t punish myself?

We each had a job.

Mine was to find the Dragon Reborn.

Yours was to prepare the Tower to follow.

You cannot afford to fail again.

It should have been you.

It should have been you in the Tower.

You’re strong, clever, ruthless. You wouldn’t lose yourself to the Seat.

[Siuan sighs]

I make enemies too easily.

[emotional music plays]

I never would have won the Seat in the first place.

[sighs]

[chuckles]

I wish…

I wish we’d never gone to Gitara’s study that day.

What? Just stolen a couple of horses and galloped away to Tear for a life on the river?

Yes.

[chuckles]

[emotional music plays]

No, we broke what we had, Siuan.

It can’t be mended.

Not in this life.

Then I will find you in the next life.

Again and again until we get it right.

And I will wait for you.

Every time.

Every time.

I love you.

[optimistic music plays]

Nynaeve?

Nynaeve, are you here?

Can you hear me?

Now listen. What do you hear?

[Elnore Jr.] The wind.

[Nynaeve] And what else?

[triumphant music plays]

[Mat] …stay here. [chuckles]

[laughs] Listen, you are never sleeping on the floor ever again.

[emotional music plays]

I’m proud of you.

[children chattering]

Uh, it’s gorgeous, isn’t it?

Yes. You know, Perrin made this.

It’s proper Two Rivers work.

[metal clanging]

[emotional music plays]

[clanging continues]

[dog barking]

Hopper, stay down.

[chuckles]

[foreboding music plays]

[inhales sharply]

[gasps]

[screams]