[The shot opens on the docks of a city, with a bustling marketplace far off. Ships are moored and boarded by sailors, ropes are hefted about and fishermen collect their catches with nets.]
[There is a collective gasp and the shot pans to Jean, walking through the streets, leading Illyrio, Viserys, Daenerys and a complement of Unsullied. They walk down a set of steps onto the docks where sailors stare and fishermen clutch their hats. They walk onto a mostly empty pier.]
ILLYRIO: Ahem. My lady…
[Jean does not respond. Illyrio glances at the biggest of the ships, then to Jean who turns to Viserys, who quails and nods]
VISERYS: The largest of ships. If it pleases you.
[Jean pauses, then raises her hand. Everyone glances at the end of the pier where the water is regular. There is a deafening roar from above, and everyone but Jean scatters.]
[A large shadow engulfs the city. A black-scaled dragon, of such height and size that Jean is dwarfed, flaps its wings above the docks and many ships flounder and people scatter. Viserys has tears in his eyes, Daenerys shields her face with her arm, Illyrio is gaping.]
ILLYRIO: It cannot be!
[The dragon settles in the sea, extending its wing. Illyrio, Viserys and Daenerys climb aboard, gripping the scales. Jean hovers in the air and flies to the dragon's eye which blinks. Viserys is weeping and smiling]
VISERYS: I will call it for my ancestor's dragon - Balerion!
[Balerion flaps its wings and people are blown back in the marketplace. The dragon flies high with Jean flying near. Viserys is scared but ecstatic, Daenerys holding on for dear life, Illyrio a shade of green. He raises his voice and gulps]
VISERYS: My lady, you have given us everything and more!
[Jean glows with bright fiery energy. Below, the townsfolk pray and mutter beg. The dragon turns to the endless sea beyond, and Viserys raises his sword]
VISERYS: Dany! We're going home!
[The dragon swoops low upon the sea and then high once more]