Next up, Season 3 Episode 2, when Jaime behaves like a ripe jackass by attacking his protector with a longsword even after he’s seen her go all Valar Morghulis on three Northmen. If I sometimes write about Jaime like he’s a 15-year-old boy running around in a 40-year-old man’s body, it’s because I think that’s a charitable way to explain much of his behavior.
(The show tells us the twins are 40, but at this point in the books, they’re 34. That’s my age. Scary.)
How else to describe a guy who pulls a sword on a diligent protector, when he has already seen what a good fighter she is, and she’s one of the few people in the Riverlands who want him safely returned to his family?
My sarcasm is occasionally mistaken for sincerity, so I’ll make a full disclosure: the speech bubble I’ve added to the next screenshot is meant sarcastically. That fuzzy, hyper-saturated filter on the photo is what I call the Sarcasm Effect.
…and he soon discovers that his protector is stronger, quicker, more competent and more tireless than he ever imagined a woman could be, and unlike him, she doesn’t make the mistake of underestimating her opponent.
By this point, Jaime has completely forfeited any right to criticize Brienne’s protection skills. While they were dueling on the bridge, Lord Bolton’s soldiers caught up to them.
The innuendo at the equivalent scene in the books is even more obvious. I’m not the one who wrote Jaime saying to the Brave Companions: “You caught me chastising my wife.” Or him thinking to himself: “She looks like they caught us fucking rather than fighting.”