30 Best Alfie Allen Quotes

Theon: How did you get past the guards?
Yara: Anything with a cock is easy to fool.

Theon: Can't resist some northern ass? If you like redheads, ask for Ros.
Tyrion: Come to see me off, Greyjoy? Kind of you. Your master doesn't seem to like Lannisters.
Theon: He's not my master.
Tyrion: No, of course not. What happened here? Where is Lady Stark? Why didn't she receive me?
Theon: She wasn't feeling well.
Tyrion: She's not in Winterfell, is she? Where did she go?
Theon: Milady's whereabouts...
Tyrion: "Milady?" Your loyalty to your captors is touching. Tell me, how do you think Balon Greyjoy would feel if he could see his only surviving son has turned lackey? I still remember my father's fleet burn in Lannisport. I believe your uncles were responsible.
Theon: Must've been a pretty sight.
Tyrion: Nothing prettier than watching sailors burn alive. Yes, a great victory for your people. Shame how it all turned out.
Theon: We were outnumbered ten to one!
Tyrion: A stupid rebellion, then. I suppose your father realized that when your brothers died in battle. Now here you are, your enemy's squire.
Theon: Careful, Imp.
Tyrion: I've offended you. Forgive me. It's been a rough morning. Anyway, don't despair. I'm a constant disappointment to my own father and I've learned to live with it.
[Tyrion tosses a coin at Theon's feet]
Tyrion: Your next tumble with Ros is on me. I'll try not to wear her out.

[Theon is shaving Ramsay]
Ramsay: Reek, tell father where are Bran and Rickon Stark.
Theon: I don't know, my lord.
Roose: You murdered them and displayed their corpses at Winterfell.
Ramsay: Reek, did you murder the Stark boys?
Theon: No, my lord. Just two farm boys.
Ramsay: And crisped them so no one would know.
Theon: Yes, my lord.
Ramsay: The Starks have always ruled the North. If Bran and Rickon are alive, the country will rally to their side, now that Robb Stark is gone.
[Theon abruptly stops shaving Ramsay]
Ramsay: Oh, that's right, Reek. Robb Stark is dead. Sorry. I know he was like a brother to you, but my father put a knife through his heart. How do you feel about that?
[Theon sniffles, then resumes shaving Ramsay]
Roose: [to Locke] You ready for a hunt?
Locke: Always.
Roose: Find those boys and I'll give you a thousand acres and a holdfast.
Locke: [to Ramsay] Your pet rat have any thoughts on which way they went after Winterfell?
Theon: Jon Snow is at Castle Black.
Locke: Who the fuck's Jon Snow?
Roose: Their bastard brother. He could be sheltering them. He may know where they are.
Ramsay: [wipes the shaving cream off his face] Even if he doesn't, he's half Stark himself. He could be a threat.
Roose: You want to prove yourself a Bolton? Gather whatever men you can and ride for Moat Cailin. Bring this creature of yours. Maybe he'll be of some use. Take the Moat for the family, for *our* family, and I'll reconsider your position.
[Ramsay smiles gleefully]

- Who comes before the old gods this night?
Theon: Sansa of the house stark comes here to be wed.
- A woman grown, trueborn and noble.
- She comes to beg the blessings of the gods.
- Who comes to claim her?

Yara: We'll get justice for you.
Theon: If I got justice, my burnt body would hang over the gates of Winterfell.
Yara: Fuck justice, then. We'll get revenge...

Theon: Are you afraid?
[Robb's hand is shaking]
Robb: I must be.
Theon: Good.
Robb: Why is that good?
Theon: It means your not stupid.

Theon: We can't stop.
Theon: We have to cross here.
[Gasps] I can't.
- It's the only way to throw off the hounds.
- But it's too cold. I can't.
- I won't make it. I'll die.
- I've seen what his hounds do to a person.
- This way is better.

Iosef: Are you scared of the fuckin' boogeyman? I'm not.
Kirill: No? But you should be.

Jock: GHQ maps are inaccurate and outdated.
David: That's because the Germans keep advancing while we fold our arms and say "not ideal, unattractive, gloomy."

Catelyn: What I am about to tell you must remain between us. I don't think Bran fell from that tower. I think he was thrown.
Maester: The boy was always sure-footed before.
Catelyn: Someone tried to kill him twice. Why? Why murder an innocent child? Unless he saw something he wasn't meant to see.
Theon: Saw what, my lady?
Catelyn: I don't know. But I would stake my life the Lannisters are involved. We already have reason to suspect their loyalty to the Crown.
Rodrik: Did you notice the dagger the killer used? It's too fine a weapon for such a man. The blade is Valyrian steel, the handle dragonbone. Someone gave it to him.
Robb: They come into our home and try to murder my brother? If it's war they want...
Theon: If it comes to that, you know I'll stand behind you.
Maester: What, is there going to be a battle in the Godswood? Huh? Too easily words of war become acts of war. We don't know the truth yet. Lord Stark must be told of this.
Catelyn: I don't trust a raven to carry these words.
Robb: I'll ride to King's Landing.
Catelyn: No. There must always be a Stark in Winterfell. I will go myself.
Robb: Mother, you can't.
Catelyn: I must.
Rodrik: I'll send Hal with a squad of guardsmen to escort you.
Catelyn: Too large a party attracts unwanted attention. I don't want the Lannisters to know I'm coming.
Rodrik: Let me accompany you, at least. The kingsroad can be a dangerous place for a woman alone.
Robb: [Cat nods in agreement] What about Bran?
Catelyn: I have prayed to the Seven for more than a month. Bran's life is in their hands now.

De: How much actual parachute training have you had?
Jock: We spent three weeks jumping from scaffolding and moving vehicles.
Jim: And rolling forwards and sideways.

Theon: When I was Ramsay's prisoner, Yara tried to save me. She's the only one who tried to save me.
[Theon sniffles]
Theon: She needs me now.
Jon: So, why are you still talking to me?

Jock: I'm told by the doctor not to express pity. They said pity suggests hopelessness, which encourages despair. Vigorous concern is preferred, so I will be rigorous in my concern. How are you?

Viggo: It's not what you did, son, that angers me so. It's who you did it to.
Iosef: Who? That fucking nobody?
Viggo: That "fuckin' nobody"... is John Wick. He once was an associate of ours. They call him "Baba Yaga."
Iosef: The Boogeyman?
Viggo: Well John wasn't exactly the Boogeyman. He was the one you sent to kill the fucking Boogeyman.
Iosef: [stunned] Oh.
Viggo: John is a man of focus, commitment, sheer will... something you know very little about. I once saw him kill three men in a bar... with a pencil, with a fucking pencil. Then suddenly one day he asked to leave. It's over a woman, of course. So I made a deal with him. I gave him an impossible task. A job no one could have pulled off. The bodies he buried that day laid the foundation of what we are now. And then my son, a few days after his wife died, you steal his car and kill his fucking dog.
Iosef: Father, I can make this right.
Viggo: Oh? How do you plan that?
Iosef: By finishing what I started.
Viggo: [irritated, turning to Avi] What the... did he hear a fuckin' word I said?
Iosef: [in Russian] Dad, I can do this! Please!
Viggo: [pulls Iosef close, talks into his ear] Iosef, Iosef! Listen! Huh? John will come for you, and you will do nothing because you can do nothing, so get the fuck out of my sight!

[Ramsay blows a horn while Theon has sex with Violet and Myranda]
Ramsay: I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Terrible timing. But I was getting jealous. Well? Should we see this cock everyone's always going on about?
[Theon tries to escape, but Ramsay smacks him with the horn]
Ramsay: Everyone knows you love girls. I bet you always thought they loved you back.
[Ramsay produces a bizarre-shaped knife from his pocket]
Ramsay: Your famous cock must be very precious to you. Wouldn't you say it's your most important part?
[Ramsay whistles and two guards come in]
Theon: [sobs] Please. No. No! Mercy, please! Please, mercy! Mercy!
Ramsay: This *is* mercy. I'm not killing you. Just making a few alterations.
[Ramsay and his men emasculate Theon]
Theon: No! No! No! Please, no! No! NO! No, please! Please!

Theon: You should be proud in your brother's achievements. I took the great castle of Winterfell with twenty men.
Yara: [scornfully] You're a great warrior. I saw the bodies above your gates. Which one gave you the tougher fight, the cripple or the six year old?
[the rest of the Ironmen snicker mockingly. Theon is enraged]

Yara: I know you've had a few bad years...
Theon: Bad years?

Nettles: No, it had to be like government or some shit. Like a robot, or whatever.
Lynch: Nettles, are you fucking retarded, man?
Quinn: Use another word, would ya?
Nettles: Yeah, man. Show a little sensitivity. His son's retarded.

Iosef: [to John Wick in Russian] It was just a fucking...
[gets shot dead]

Robb: I sent two thousand men to their graves today.
Theon: The bards will sing songs of their sacrifice.
Robb: Aye, but the dead won't hear them.

Theon: Why on earth would I take the word of a lying little savage like you?
Osha: I'm no liar.
Theon: All wildlings are liars and savages with no loyalty to anything or anyone.
Osha: I done what I had to do to stay alive. I hate the Starks as well as you do. Let me serve you, my lord.
Theon: How? And don't tell me to put a spear in your hand.
Osha: There are other ways to serve, my lord.
Theon: I'm a prince now, and you'd do well...
Osha: There are other ways to serve, my prince.

Theon: [referring to Yara] I couldn't save her. I tried.
Harrag: You wouldn't be here if you tried.

[Iosef dials Victor's cell phone]
Iosef: [in Russian] Victor, where the fuck are you?
John: Victor's dead.
[in Russian]
John: Everything's got a price.

Theon: I'm reek! Loyal reek!
- Theon!

Theon: Jon. I didn't know you were here.
[Theon starts walking towards Jon]
Theon: Sansa... is she alright?
[Jon grabs Theon]
Jon: What you did for her... is the only reason I'm not killing you.

[Ramsay blows a horn to wake Theon up]
Ramsay: [mockingly] Sorry! Were you sleeping?
Theon: Wa...
Ramsay: Wa? Water? You must mean water. I wish I had some for you.
[Ramsay deliberately spills the water all over the floor. Theon groans in despair]
Ramsay: Let's play a game! Which body part do you need the least?
Theon: [whimpers] Please...
Ramsay: "Please" isn't a body part.
Theon: I'll tell you everything, please.
Ramsay: But you already told me everything, remember? Your daddy was mean to you. The Starks didn't appreciate you. One can admit, the Stark boys. They're still alive. Wouldn't that be a hunt to remember. You failed, but I'm a better hunter than you. Now, how about your little finger? You don't need that for much do you? No? Good! Let's start with that. You've been wondering why you're here, how many, where you are, who I am, why I'm doing this to you. So, guess! If your right, I'll tell you, by the old gods and the new, I swear it. You win the game if you figure out who I am and why I'm torturing you, and I win the game if you beg me to cut off your finger.
Theon: If I win, you'll let me go?
Ramsay: [chuckles nastily] If you think this has a happy ending, you haven't been paying attention.
Theon: Please...
[Ramsay holds a knife close to Theon's face]
Ramsay: You say "please" again, and you'll wish you hadn't. You first, where are we?
Theon: The North.
Ramsay: Too vague!
Theon: Deepwood Motte.
Ramsay: [laughs] Terrible guess! Now where?
Theon: Last Hearth.
Ramsay: Now, do I look like a fucking Umber to you?
Theon: The Karhold!
Ramsay: Karhold. How did you know that? Did you see any banners flying when we came in?
Theon: No... it was just a guess.
Ramsay: Very good, Lord Theon. Who am I?
Theon: Torrhen Karstark.
Ramsay: He's dead! Strangled by the Kingslayer.
Theon: He was your brother. Your father is Rickard Karstark.
[Ramsay walks away]
Theon: You swore to tell me!
Ramsay: You're right.
Theon: Lord Rickard Karstark is Robb's bannerman, and I betrayed Robb. That's why you're torturing me.
Ramsay: Yes... you win.
[Ramsay pauses and runs up to Theon]
Ramsay: You forgot to ask one question! You forgot to ask me if I'm a liar! I'm afraid, I am. Everything I told you is a lie. This isn't happening to you for a reason, well one reason: I enjoy it!
[Ramsay starts torturing Theon]
Theon: Please! Please cut it off, cut it off!
[Ramsay smiles at Theon]
Ramsay: I win!

[Ramsay approaches Theon and smells him]
Ramsay: You reek.
[Ramsay steps backward, excited of his idea of new name for his captive]
Ramsay: [exclaims] Reek! That's a good name for you! What's your name?
Theon: Theon Greyjoy.
[Ramsay slaps Theon hard. Theon groans in pain]
Ramsay: What's your name?
Theon: [defiantly] Theon Greyjoy.
[Ramsay punches Theon, this time harder. Then he grabs Theon's face]
Theon: [whispers painfully] Please...
Ramsay: [harshly] WHAT... IS... YOUR... NAME?
Theon: Reek!
[Ramsay nods approvingly]
Theon: My name... Reek.
[Ramsay smiles nastily. Satisfied, he lets go of Theon and walks away. Theon sobs]

Theon: Am I your brother, now and always?
Robb: Now and always.
[Theon draws his sword and kneels before Robb]
Theon: My sword is yours, in victory and defeat, from this day until my last day.

Iosef: Nice ride. Mustang, Boss 429. She a 70?
John: 69.
Iosef: Beautiful car.
John: Thanks.
Iosef: How much?
John: Excuse me?
Iosef: How much for the car?
John: She's not for sale.
[John gets in the car; Iosef comes to the window and starts petting John's dog]
Iosef: Oh, I love dogs.
[in Russian]
Iosef: Everything's got a price, bitch.
John: [also in Russian] Not this bitch.

[after Bran, Rickon, Hodor, and Osha disappeared from Winterfell]
Theon: A cripple. You let a cripple escape. The boy can't walk, but somehow he slipped past you.
Lorren: The giant must've took him.
Theon: [staring in disbelief] The giant? Hodor? Oh, that's all right, then. You let a halfwit escape with a cripple. And Rickon too, the little one?
Lorren: Gone. Along with the Wildling woman. The one you were fucking.
[Theon suddenly turns and knocks Lorren to the ground, then kicks him repeatedly]
Theon: Right. Get the horses. And the hounds.