[The shot opens on Jean standing alone in the courtyard of Illyrio Mopatis' manse. She walks over to a tree, and narrows her dark eyes. An apple blooms on the branch, then shrivels and become moldy, then starts burning]
ILLYRIO: Pardons, my lady.
[The apple withers into nothing. Jean turns, and the shot shows Illyrio standing with his hands clasped. He glances at the tree.]
ILLYRIO: I couldn't help noticing… it seems you have a talent.
[Illyrio walks up to Jean. He glances at her, and is slightly afraid. Jean stares back with dark eyes, silent.]
ILLYRIO: I had never thought this possible. A red priest of such power.
[Jean holds her palm out. Flames spring upon it and she thrusts her arm up and the flames cascade into the air, and gasps can be heard outside the manse's walls. The flames, reaching into the sky, form a bright comet which arcs across the sky.]
JEAN: I am no priest.
[Illyrio slackens. He bows on bended knee.]
ILLYRIO: There can only be one explanation.
[Jean looks down at Illyrio, who trembles as he glances up]
ILLYRIO: R'hllor. The Lord of Light.
[Illyrio gasps as he is lifted into the air. Several Unsullied burst out, and Viserys and Daenerys, from upstairs windows, glance down in horror. Illyrio levitates to face Jean]
JEAN: I am no lord.
[Illyrio is tossed bodily across the courtyard. Jean glances up to the upstairs windows where Viserys and Daenerys grip each other]
JEAN: You.
[Viserys shakes and disappears out of sight with Daenerys. He is led into the courtyard, white-faced, with Daenerys who keeps her eyes downcast until she glances up]
DAENERYS: Forgive my brother.
[Viserys scowls at Daenerys]
VISERYS: Forgive me? You will wake the dragon!
[Viserys raises his hand, then catches Jean's eye. Her eyes are dark and she nods.]
JEAN: I see inside you.
[Viserys quivers. Jean takes a step forward.]
JEAN: You want something?
[Viserys gapes then nods plaintively.]
VISERYS: Yes. Yes, I pray for it every night.
[Jean stares. Viserys looks at Illyrio, then back to Jean and gulps]
VISERYS: I want my throne. I am a king.
[Jean pauses, then Viserys starts to shake. Daenerys gasps and covers her mouth. Viserys flexes powerful muscles draped in black and red garb. The air parts and is cut by a sword which clangs to the grass. Viserys bends over and holds it aloft.]
VISERYS: Valyrian steel!
[Viserys laughs and cuts the air. He smiles and looks at his improved body, and looks eagerly at Jean]
VISERYS: You have made this possible for me. I will take back the Seven Kingdoms with you by my side!
[Viserys' laugh is cut short by the rattling of the manse's walls. Townsfolk can be heard wailing. Jean's face becomes veiny and dark, and then the rattling stops just as suddenly. Everyone stares at Jean.]