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James Maxwell TV/Film List

More of a guide than a recs list, because old tv/film depends so much on availability.  It’s also hard as there’s nothing surviving that’s really like SotT for him (his voice is always slightly different, too & rarely the grand one from SotT) - I found it hard to find where to start back in the day, so I hope this makes it easier.  However, I have starred my favourites (rated for JM content only). 

I’ve divided things into categories and @jurijurijurious​ (or anyone) can make up their own mind as to what to go for.  (Also @jurijurijurious I have NO idea what old telly you’ve already seen, so forgive me if I’m telling you things you already know.)

Where to find it:  Luckily in the UK, it’s not too bad!  Network Distributing are the DVD supplier to keep an eye on (they do great online sales), you can find secondhand things cheap on Amazon Marketplace & eBay, and several Freeview channels show old TV & film, especially Talking Pictures.  I’ll note if things are on YT or Daily Motion, but they come and go all the time, so it’s always worth searching.

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Film serials (ITC mainly)

British TV made on film in the US mode with transatlantic cash, so generally pretty light,  episodic (continuity is almost unheard of) etc.  Some turn up on ITV3 & 4 on a regular basis (colour eps). 

*** Dangerman “A Date With Doris” (ITC 1964)  James Maxwell is a British spy friend of Drake’s (Patrick MacGoohan) called Peter who gets framed for murder.  Drake goes to Fake Cuba to rescue him by which time JM is dying from an infected wound and faints off every available surface, including the roof.  It’s great.  On YT.  (The boxset is v pricey if you just want 2 eps.)

“Fair Exchange” (ITC 1964) JM is a German spy friend of Drake’s called Pieter who helps him out on a case.  Not as gloriously hurt/comfort-y as the other, but it does have some excellent undercover dusting. (Why�� Patrick MacGoohan has JM clones all called variations on Peter dotted around the globeis a mystery.)  On YT.

The Saint “The Inescapable Word” (ITC 1965) This is pretty terrible, but  entertaining and James Maxwell plays the world’s most hopeless former-cop-turned-security guard. With bonus collapsing.  On YT.

“The Art Collectors” (1967).  JM is the villain of the week.  It does include a v funny bit, though, where the Saint (Roger Moore) goes for JM’s fake hair (and who can blame him?  How often I have felt the same!)  This one’s in colour so should pop up on ITV3 or 4. 

The Champions “The Silent Enemy” (ITC 1968).  Surprisingly good JM content as the villain of the week who drugs sailors and steals their clothes before realising that maybe he should have worked out if he could operate a sub before he stole it.

The Protectors “The Bridge” (ITC 1974, 30 mins.)  Not worth seeking out on its own, but ITV4 seems fond of it and James Maxwell gets to do some angsting and wears purple, so it’s worth snagging if you can, but too slight otherwise.

*** Thriller “Good Salary, Prospects, Free Coffin” (ITC 1975; 1hr 10mins, I think).  James Maxwell moves in with Julian Glover and runs an overcomplicated murdery spy ring where they bicker a lot in between killing girls by advertisement and burying them in the back garden.  What could possibly go wrong??  Anyway, it’s solid gold cheese, has bonus Julian Glover and a lot of natty knitwear.  What more does an old telly fan want?  (tw: Keith Barron being inexplicably the very meanest Thriller boyfriend.)  On YT but tends to get taken down fast.

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Films

Design for Loving (1962; comedy).  Can be rented from the BFI online for £3.50.  Isn’t that great or that bad (or that funny either), but does have JM as a dim layabout beatnik, which is atypical.

***The Traitors (1962).  This is a low-key little 1hr long spy B-movie, but it’s also thoughtful and ambiguous with a nice 60s soundtrack and location work (it’s a bit New Wave-ish) and the central duo of JM and Patrick Allen are sweet and it all winds up with James Maxwell going in the swimming pool. One of the things where JM is actually American. (Talking Pictures show this occasionally & it is out on DVD as an extra on The Wind of Change.)  The quality of the surviving film is not great, though.

***Girl on Approval (1962).  A Rachel Roberts kitchen sink drama about a couple fostering a difficult teenager.  It’s dated, but it’s also really interesting for a 1950s/60s slice of life (and very female-centric) & probably the only time on this list JM played an ordinary person.

***Otley (1969).  Comedy that’s generally dated surprisingly well & is good fun, starring Tom Courtenay +cameos from what seems like the whole of British TV.  JM is an incompetent red herring & there are more cardies and glasses as well as a random barometer. 

Old Vic/Royal Exchange group productions

(Surviving works made by the group that JM was involved in from drama school to his death, made by Michael Elliott or Casper Wrede.  I like them a lot mostly, but they are all slow and weird and earnest & not everybody’s cup of tea.)

Brand (BBC 1959).  The BBC recording of the 59 Company’s (the name they were then using) landmark production, starring Patrick MacGoohan.  This was a big deal in British theatre & launched the careers of everybody involved.  It’s very relentless and weird but interesting & I’m glad they decided it was important enough to save.  First fake beard alert of this post.  It won’t be the last.  On YT & there is a DVD, which is sometimes affordable and sometimes £500, depending on the time of day.

***Private Potter (1962).  The original TV play is lost and this film has an extraneous storyline, but otherwise has most of the TV cast & gives a pretty good idea of why as a claustrophobic talky TV piece it made such an impact.  Tom Courtenay is Private Potter, a soldier who claims to have had a vision of God during a mission & James Maxwell his CO who needs to decide what to do about this strange excuse for disobeying orders.  Tw: fake eyebrows (!) and moustaches.  Only available on YT.

[???]One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovitch (1970).  Again, no DVD release (no idea why), but it is on YT.  I haven’t seen this yet, but it’s another Casper Wrede effort starring Tom Courtenay and apparently JM is especially good in it.  (I’m just not good at watching long things on YT and keep hoping for a DVD or TV showing.)

Ransom (1974).  A more commercial effort starring Sean Connery & Ian McShane; it gets slated as not being a good action movie, but is clearly meant to be more thinky and political with the edge of a thriller. JM’s part isn’t large but Casper Wrede shoots his friend beautifully, & it’s a pretty decent film with nice cinematography, shot in Norway, as was One Day.  I liked it.

[I think this post might be the longest in the world, whoops.  Sorry!]

Cardboard TV (the best bit, obv)

One-off plays etc./mini-series

Out of the Unknown “The Dead Planet” Adaptation of an Asimov short story; this is very good for JM, but hard to get hold of unless you want the boxset.  I think someone has some of the eps on Daily Motion.  (His other OotU ep is sadly burninated.)

The Portrait of a Lady (BBC 1968).  Adaptation of the novel; JM is Gilbert Osmond, so it is great for JM in quantity and his performance, but depends how you feel about him being skeevy in truly appalling facial hair.  Do the bow ties and hand-holding make up for it?  but he’s in 5 whole episodes, and Suzanne Neve, faced with Richard Chamberlain, Edward Fox, and Ed Bishop as suitors, chooses instead to marry the worst possible James Maxwell.  Relatable. XD

***Dracula (ITV 1968, part of Mystery & Imagination).  JM is Dr Seward, fainty snowflake of vampire hunters, who falls over, sobs and can’t cope for most of the 1 hr 20 mins.  More facial hair, but not as offensive as last time.  Suzanne Neve is back again, although now JM is nice, she’s married Corin Redgrave, who’s more into Denholm Elliott. Anyway, I love this so much because it turned out that I love Dracula as well as shaky old TV with people I like in getting to fight vampires and all be shippy.  Good news - TP keep showing M&I, the DVD is out, and there are two versions of it up on YT.

The Prison (Armchair Cinema 1974).  This is the one with Lincoln in it, but it’s not that great & JM isn’t in it that much, so depends how curious you are for the modern AU!  (But my Euston films allergy is worse than my ITC allergy, and I watched this when very unwell, so I may have been unfair.)

Crown Court “Fitton vs. Pusey” (1973) - part of the Crown Court series, set in a town full of clones who all keep returning to court.  JM is on trial for his behaviour in (the Korean war?  I forget?) although he ought to be on trial for his terrible moustache.  It’s not that great, but it is nice JM content.  He probably did it, but for reasons, and he wibbles & panics whenever his wife leaves the courtroom.  Also on YT.

*** Raffles “The Amateur Cracksman” (ITV 1975) - He is Inspector Mckenzie in the Raffles pilot & is a lot of fun.  At one point when there was a Raffles fandom someone in it claimed he was too gay for Raffles, which I’m still laughing about, because Raffles.  Anyway, watch out if you try to get the DVD because it is NOT included in S1, whatever lies Amazon tells. It is up somewhere online, though, I think.

Bognor “Unbecoming Habits” (1981).  Some down marks for possibly the worst 80s theme & incidiental music ever, but fun & has been shown on Talking Pictures lately.  JM is an Abbot running a honey-making friary that is actually a hotbed of spies, murder, gay sex and squash playing.  This is the point at which he chooses to strip off on screen for the first time, because strong squash-playing abbots do that kind of thing apparently.

Guest of the week in ongoing series/serials

Since even series with a lot of continuity tended to write episodes as self-contained plays (like SotT), these are usually accessible on their own.

Manhunt “Death Wish” (1970).  This is one of the most serialised shows here, but this episode is still fairly contained.  WWII drama about three Resistance agents on the run across France.  JM is... a Nazi agent & former academic trying to break an old friend (one of the series’ three leads, Peter Barkworth) with kindness, possibly??  (Manhunt is very angry and psychological & dark and obv. comes with major WWII warnings (& more if you want to try the whole thing), but it’s also v good.)  Up on YT, I think.

Doomwatch “The Iron Doctor” (BBC S2 1971).  “Doomwatch” is the nickname of a gov’t dept led by Dr Spencer Quist that investigates new scientific projects for abuse/corruption/things that might cause fish to make men infertile etc. etc.  JM is a surgeon who comes to their attention because he’s a bit too in love with his computer for the comfort of one of his more junior colleagues.  (I think it’s perfectly comprehensible & a nice guest turn, but it is hard to get hold of outside of the series DVD.  Which, being a cult TV person, I loved a lot anyway, but YMMV!)

***Hadleigh “The Caper” (S3 1973).  Hadleigh is a very middle of the road show, but watchable enough (lead is Gerald Harper, who’s always entertaining) and this is pretty self-contained as it centres around an old con-man friend (JM) of Hadleigh’s manservant causing trouble by pretending to be Gerald Harper, for reasons.  JM seems to be having a ball.

Justice 2 episodes, S3 1974.  He guests twice as an opposing barrister & gets to be part of some nice showdown court scenes.  Again, a middle of the road drama, but stars Margaret Lockwood, who was still just as awesome in the 1970s as she was in the 1930s & 40s.  On YT.

Father Brown “The Curse of the Golden Cross” (1974).  JM is an American archaeologist getting death threats; stars Kenneth More as Father Brown.  Just a note, though, that 1970s TV adaptations tended to be really really faithful and this is one of the stories where Chesterton comes out with an anti-semitic moment...  (JM was unconscious for that bit and, frankly, I envied him.)  But otherwise lots of angsting in yet another fake moustache about someone trying to kill him.

The Hanged Man “The Bridge Maker” (1975).  Confession time, I have v little idea what this one was about apart from Ray Smith being an unlikely Eastern European dictator, as this whole series went over my head and was not really my thing.  (Ask @mariocki they’re cleverer than me and liked it & can probably explain the plot!)  I don’t know if it’s available anywhere off the DVD but on a JM scale it was v good/different as he was a coldly villainous head of security & it wouldn’t be too bad to watch alone, but there was an overarching plot going on somewhere.

Doctor Who “Underworld” (1978).  This is famously one of the worst serials in the whole of classic Who, but largely because of behind-the-scenes circumstances, not the guest cast.  There is some nice stuff, though, esp in Ep1 (JM is a near-immortal alien who’d like to lay down and die but still the Quest is the Quest as they say... a lot) & it’s bound to pop up on YT or Daily Motion.  The DVD has extras that include v v brief bits of JM speaking in his actual real accent (which he otherwise does in NONE of these) & making jokes in character.  Honestly, though, this is the only DW where the behind-the-scenes doc is genuinely the most exciting bit as they desperately invented whole new technologies & methods of working to bring us this serial, and then everybody wished they hadn’t.

*** Enemy at the Door “Treason” (LWT 1978).  This is a weird episode but I love it lots - from a (v v good) series about the occupation of the Channel Islands.  (So obv warnings for WWII & Nazis.)  JM is a visiting German Generalmajor, but he’s come for a very unusual reason - to ask for help from his brother-in-law, a blackballed British army officer (Joss Ackland).  It’s all weird and low key and JM is doomed and nevertheless probably my favourite thing of his that isn’t SotT.

* The Racing Game 2 eps (1979).  Adaptation of Dick Francis’s first Sid Halley novel Odds Against (ep1) + 5 original stories for the series.  This is an interesting one - JM plays Sid’s father-in-law & they have a lovely relationship that’s central to the book BUT Dick Francis loved this adaptation and Mike Gwilym who played Sid and was inspired to write a sequel Whip Hand, which he tied in with TV canon - and adopted at least three of the cast, including JM.  Which means that all the Sid & Charles fanfic is also JM fic by default and it’s quite impressive. (There’s not much but it’s GOOD.)  On YT.

Bergerac “Treasure Hunt” (1981).  Not a major role, but pretty nice & it’s one a Christmas ep of the detective show (also set on the Channel Islands) that involved Liza Goddard’s cat burglar, which was always the best bit of Bergerac.

His guest spots in Rumpole of the Bailey (1991) “Rumpole a la Carte” and Dr Finlay (1994) are both really just cameos, but both series come round on Freeview; the Rumpole one is funny and the Dr Finlay one his last screen appearance before his death the following year.

Not worth getting just for JM: Subway in the Sky; Bill Brand and Oppenheimer.

These films only have cameos but some quite fun ones and they come around on terrestrial TV: The Damned (1962), The Evil of Frankenstein (1964) & (more briefly) Far From the Madding Crowd (1967).  (I think his cameo in Connecting Doors must be at least recognisable as someone spotted him in it just based off my gifs, but it’s not come my way yet.)  I’ve never been able to get hold of any of his radio performances, not even the 1990s one.

ETA: I forgot The Power Game! This is the one surviving series where he occurs as a semi-regular (at least until halfway through S1 when he went off to the BBC to be in the now-burninated Hunchback of Notre Dame).  This isn’t standalone, but it’s a good series and it is on YT.  See how you go with crackly old TV before you brave it but it’s the snarkiest thing ever made about people making concrete and stabbing each other in the back.  JM is a civil servant who tries to run the National Export Board and is plagued by Patrick Wymark and Clifford Evans as warring businessmen.

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[... Well, now I just feel scary.  0_o  In my defence, I have been stuck home bored & ill for years, and often unable to watch modern TV while trying to cheer myself up with James Maxwell, so I didn’t watch all of this at once.  It just... happened eventually after SotT. /waves hand 

But if anyone feels the need to unfriend my quietly at this point, I understand. /o\]

[carbonitekisses]

New Threats and Threads

III

Cersei hates having the dirty people of Kings Landing in the throne room, the same people that ridiculed her when she walked naked in the streets of the city. However, they will be needed in the future. They are the ones that will die in the battlefield and starve without the harvest. Let the commoners that are present today spread word to the rest, of the dragon queen come to burn them alive. You have met your match, Daenerys Targaryen. No one speaks yet the panic is audible and echoes against the vaulted ceiling. The throne is the last thing that remains to me. 

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Little birds. Sansa needs to speak to Arya. Privacy is practically nonexistent if we don't get rid of Varys’ ‘little birds’.

Jon brought more than people to their home. Memories, shadows, and secrets trailed behind him when he arrived.

On AO3

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How quick are the vermin to follow the lute. Cersei breathes in the fear of the courtiers, lords, ladies, and peasants. They are wise to do so. The lute plays no lies. 

"...and I were the only ones able to escape from that hell. For it was hell, your grace. Carts, gold, horses, food...men. Burnin'." Weak lips tremble while eyes widen in remembrance, "Night was not able to-to hide—"

Cersei struggles to maneuver her features into that of a caring queen. "Continue, you are there no longer. We must know what new threat the seven kingdoms are now facing."

In truth, she has already heard the trembling boy's report. He was half dragged into the throne room and accused of being a deserter by one of the City Watch. Ashes, he had cried kneeling before the throne, tha's all was left of us. The boy inside the polished soldier's garb says nothing that she had not heard from Jamie before he abandoned her. They had planned on holding an assembly like the one being held right now. Jamie would have stood beside her, reminding the lords and ladies of the Targaryen threat. But then he left. He betrayed her and left on a halfwit's quest for honor. And so now she has to make due with the sobbing mess before her. 

The women shuffle their feet hidden under skirts. The men divert their eyes away from the boy as he tries to regain his composure. Perhaps his sniffles work in my favour, Cersei thinks, Jamie would have stood tall and proud. Cersei half-listens as the boy begins to speak again. The boy's fear heightens their own. Cry some more, boy. Make them see what you saw that day. 

"We waited until it was dark to come out. When we did we saw—" his arm comes up to clean his dribbling nose "—the bodies. They was nothing more than ashes in the form of men. A little wind and they crumbled into the ground. The dragon queen even left the bodies of my liege lord and his son in the field." The archer hammered onto his uniform catches the light streaming in. "Left them bones there, she did. They was good men an' she burnt them."

Here is the reaction she had waited for.

Tarly.

The name is whispered by terrified eyes. They would speak it if they didn't fear her. Instead, the name of the nobles' dead contemporary walks unspoken amongst them. She feels almost inclined to thank the silver-haired bitch. Cersei knew her position in Kings Landing was not secure after the destruction of the Sept although the chaos that followed allowed her to easily claim the throne.  And then came a Targaryen conquerer from beyond the Narrow Sea with Dothraki hordes, Unsullied, and dragons. The stupid twit had everything to win the game. She had the men, the firepower, the ships. The day she burnt an entire field of Westerosi men and the Tarlys was the day she lost to Cersei.

"This is the danger we face now. When I last spoke of her, in this very hall, there were some lords who were willing to betray me and seek alliances with her. Do you know what worth she places in alliances?" She rises from the throne and descends the many steps that lead up to it. "Daenerys had Lord Tarly and his son in her possession." She is halfway down. "There was no offer to be sent to the Wall. There was no offer to keep them as hostages."

Cersei stops before she reaches the floor. All of the people gathered in the hall look so small from where she stands. "She could have asked to trade them for her allies, the traitors Ellaria Sand of Dorne and Yara Greyjoy. Instead they remained in the black cells. Unprotected and unspoken for. What does that say of her state of mind? Her actions speak of madness. Fire and blood are the Targaryen words." 

Nothing unites people more than fear. Daenerys Targaryen has proven with the Tarlys that the highborns of Westeros are not safe from her dragonfire. She has pushed any potential Westerosi allies into Cersei's waiting arms. Now, it is only a matter of turning the commoners against the invader. 

"Westeros must stand together if we are to defeat this new threat. Nobles and smallfolk alike." The queen tilts her head slightly upwards in order to address the small pack of commoners standing in the back of the hall. "Be assured, for as much as the Targaryen pretender speaks of freeing the common people, she made no distinction between commoners and nobles. She burned them all the same; men and boys who were merely transporting the food and gold that would feed the realm. Gone."

She hates having the dirty people of Kings Landing in the throne room, the same people that ridiculed her when she walked naked in the streets of the city. However, they will be needed in the future. They are the ones that will die in the battlefield and starve without the harvest. Let the commoners that are present today spread word to the rest, of the dragon queen come to burn them alive. You have met your match, Daenerys Targaryen. No one speaks yet the panic is audible and echoes against the vaulted ceiling. The throne is the last thing that remains to me. 

Cersei gives the order and the vermin scurry back to the streets and alleys of Kings Landing. 

She's standing alone once more with only the Mountain to guard her. 

I've lost it all for this.

Joffrey. Myrcella. Tommen.

Jaime. 

Your desire for what is mine will be your fall. 

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The day is young and new. Hammers in the forge strike their mark in tandem with clashing swords on the training ground.

"Lord Varys," Sansa affably greets him without turning away from the courtyard below,  "It is a pleasure to see you once more."

It isn't a pleasure so much as a reminder of the past. Never in her life had she imagined a situation such as this. The Master of Whispers and Lady Sansa, greeting each other atop Winterfell's walkways. She escaped her southern cage years ago only to see her home transform into the pit of whispers and fog that she left behind. Tyrion Lannister, Lord Varys...Daenerys Targaryen. She was not so naive as to think that Littlefinger's death severed all ties with courtly intrigue; nevertheless, the North seems to recoil in protest. Who else will pass through Winterfell's gates?

"My lady, there is no need for such falsities with me. You and I are both quite aware that my presence gives you no pleasure." Sansa turns and makes to dissuade him but Varys continues, "And I cannot fault you for it. Only a simpleton would find pleasure in welcoming and hosting former enemies and strangers into their home.

"And you are no simpleton, Sansa Stark. On the contrary, you have proven to be a most..unexpected winter bloom."

Sansa softly smiles, not so much as to read false.

As a child Sansa would have preened at being addressed as such by a man of Varys' status. Now, the compliment leaves her feeling exposed and threatened. To be noticed by the Master of Whispers is dangerous—especially when he has the ear of a dragon queen. Her meeting with Tyrion yesterday was fruitful but lacking in substance aside from Cersei's supposed secret. A roaring fire, choice wine, and a scared little dove loosened Tyrion's forbearance; she would be remiss if she became a pawn once more. Still, yesterday was only the beginning of a path she knows is littered with traps, ploys, and unknowns. And the man before her is known for knowing many of those unknowns. 

What do you know of Winterfell, Spider? What have you managed to catch in your webs?

Varys wears no covering; the snow that blows off the turrets melts on his baldness. He looks nothing like a spider but Kings Landing taught Sansa that appearances are nothing more than costumes. Varys lifts an arm in an invitation to walk. 

"There is one matter that I came to specifically address with you, Lady Stark," Varys makes a sound of sudden recollection. "If I'm not mistaken our mutual friend, Petyr Baelish, was last here in Winterfell. I wonder at his absence so far..."

Their walk continues. He knows. He must know. Sansa lets his fabricated wonder hang in the air. If he's mentioned it, there is little chance that he is not well aware of, or at least doesn't suspect, Littlefinger's fate. What else does he know? How long have his threads been in Winterfell?

A Winterfell guard passes by. "My Lady." He ignores Lord Varys. 

"My lord, you do well to worry for your friend." They arrive at the head of the wooden stairs. "Mockingbirds don't fare well so far away from the temperate south—especially in Winter. Little birds often try to find heat in castle walls only to be found cold and dead." Varys looks almost...amused? Sansa looks over her shoulder after taking the first step down, "Again, welcome to Winterfell, my lord. If you'll excuse me, as you can imagine your arrival means there is much work I must attend to. "

Sansa barely hears the eunuch's parting. Her feet touch solid ground but she has never felt more...she struggles to name the feeling as much as she struggles to draw air. She almost uses what little of it is in her lungs to laugh at her pathetic state. Why am I behaving like this? Have I yielded to some kind of madness? Her dress is too constricting, the voices of the people walking from one task to another are too loud and...and...

Little birds. She needs to speak to Arya. Privacy is practically nonexistent if we don't get rid of Varys' 'little birds'.

Jon brought more than people to their home. Memories, shadows, and secrets trailed behind him when he arrived.  

"Lady Sansa, are you alright?" Brienne, for it must be Brienne who discreetly offers her a steadying arm, asks her.

The arm goes unused. It wouldn't do to seem frail. Instead, Sansa says, "Please follow me. I must speak with my sister, privately, and I'll need someone to stand guard while I do so."

Sansa vaguely directs her body's movements in the direction of the Stark chambers. The guards posted at the end of the hallway bend slightly at the waist and move aside to let her pass. "You are relieved of your turn, go and get something to eat. Lady Brienne will stand guard for now."

Brienne takes their place and Sansa knocks on Arya's door; there is no answer. Arya's room is empty of little sisters. Dissuaded and in need of air she pivots and allows herself to quicken her steps to her own chambers. Brienne won't think little of her for showing a little weakness. She calls to her sworn shield, "Let me know if my sister comes. I will only be a minute in my own rooms."

"Yes, my lady."

She nearly smiles at the knight's formality. Sansa wouldn't mind if Brienne addressed her more familiarly. Unlike the concession she made to Tyrion, Brienne has earned her trust and right to call her by her name. 

Her hand trembles slightly but the key turns the lock and the door swings in.

No.

I can't do this. Sansa takes a step back into the hallway. Not right now. 

"Stay," he asks of her. Loud enough that she hears him, quiet enough that she is sure Brienne knows nothing of his presence in her rooms. She could leave and none would be the wiser. 

Sansa was a lady at the age of three. A lady's courtesy is the only reason she takes one last painful draw of free air, steps into her room, and seals the exit.