Top 1000 Quotes From Game of Thrones

- There are none left.
- There are supposed to be more than this.
- Many more.
[In English] Where are they?
- Where are the rest of the lannisters?

Lord: I can't go off on a secret mission in the company of the most famous dwarf in the city.
[walks off]
Tyrion: Varys...
[his friend looks back]
Tyrion: The most famous dwarf in the world.

Jorah: They are dragons, Khaleesi. They cannot be tamed, not even by their mother.

- Elsewhere, I'm afraid.
- What's the meaning of this? I was told that...
- I have more important things to do with my time than waste them in the presence...
- Please, grand maester.
- I bear you no ill will.
- Please forgive me if you can.

- They swept through cities and kingdoms, riding their dead horses, hunting with their packs of pale spiders big as hounds...
- What are you telling him now?
- Only what the little lord wants to hear.
- Get your supper. I want some time with him.

- Known what?
- Everything they say is true about Jaime and me.
- No.
- Your legacy is a lie.
- No, no, no, no.
- I don't believe you.
- Yes, you do.

Tyrion: I must say I received a slightly warmer welcome on my last visit.
Robb: Any man of the Night's Watch is welcome at Winterfell.
Tyrion: Any man of the Night's Watch but not I, eh, boy?
Robb: I'm not your boy, Lannister. I'm Lord of Winterfell while my father is away.
Tyrion: Then you might learn a lord's courtesy.

- I think you're making a terrible mistake.
- The freedom to make my own mistakes was all I ever wanted.

Cersei: [to Septa Unella] This is Ser Gregor Clegane. He's quiet, too. Your gods have forsaken you. This is your god now.

- Starting tomorrow, we'll train with the sword twice a day, before we ride in the morning and after you make camp in the evening.
- And I'm going to show you how to ride properly.
- Thank you.
- I can't knight you, but I can teach you how to fight.
- I suppose that's more important.

- Given the opportunity, what do we do to those who've hurt the ones we love?
- In a better world, one where love could overcome strength and duty, you might have been my child.
- But we don't live in that world.

[the Hound confronts Bronn at the brothel]
Sandor: You think you're hard man?
Bronn: [chuckles] Ho-ho... I KNOW it.
[the other soldiers join Bronn's laughter]

- And sudden.
- All men are made of water.
- Do you know this?
- If you Pierce them, the water leaks out and they die.
- Now you will try to strike me.

Daenerys: [at the banquet table] To Arya Stark, hero of Winterfell!

Eddard: Tell me about Jon Arryn.
Robert: One minute he was fine and then... burned right through him, whatever it was. I loved that man.
Eddard: We both did.
Robert: He never had to teach you much, but me? You remember me at 16? All I wanted to do was crack skulls and fuck girls. He showed me what was what.
Eddard: Aye.
Robert: Don't look at me like that. It's not his fault I didn't listen.

- If ser Hugh poisoned him...
- Who paid ser Hugh?
- Someone who could afford it.
- Jon was a man of peace.
- He was hand for 17 years -
- 17 good years.
- Why kill him?
- He started asking questions.

- Move aside, ser.
- Order your man to step aside or there will be violence.
- I choose violence.

- But one misstep and I'm dead.
- Why should I risk it?
- Because you're my friend.
- Aye, I'm your friend.
- And when have you ever risked your life for me?

- I expect he will someday.
Mandon: Here we are.

- But there is no call for it today.
- There will be no walk of atonement.
- Order up.
- Queen margaery has already atoned for her sins by bringing another into the true light of the seven.

- It doesn't matter. I want to help you.
- Is there any way I can help?
- Yes, there is.
- Good. I want to.
- I'm the Princess shireen of house Baratheon.
- And I'm your daughter.

Shireen: [brought to the stake] Where's my father? I want to see my father!
Melisandre: It will all be over soon, Princess.

- Xaro is our host, but we know nothing about him.
- Men like to talk about other men when they're happy.
- You would look like a real Princess in xaro's...
- She's not a Princess. She's a khaleesi.
- You should wear it, khaleesi.
- You are their guest.
- It would be rude not to.

Samwell: So, what's it like?
Jon: It's... there's this person, this whole other person. And you're wrapped up in them, and they're wrapped up in you. And you... for a little... for a little while, you're more than just you. You're... well, I don't know! I'm not a bleeding poet.
Samwell: No, you're really not.
Jon: What did I get for it? An arrow six inches from my heart.

- Turn!
- Turn it around!
- Soldier: Turn it around!
Euron: Get back! Back!
- Fire!

- Our father used to tell us that no wildling ever looked upon the wall and lived.
- Here we are.
- Alive.

- You are all that matters.
- You and your sister.
- From the moment you came into this world.
- My boy.
- My only boy.

Daenerys: Go on.
Jon: I don't know how to ride a dragon.
Daenerys: Nobody does. Until they ride a dragon.
Jon: What if he doesn't want me to?
Daenerys: Then I did enjoy your company, Jon Snow.
Jon: Where do I hold on to?
Daenerys: Wherever you can.
[after they ride the dragons]
Jon: You completely ruined horses for me.

- This must not be.
- This must be.
- Witch.
- No, you can't.
- Khaleesi!
- No further, horselord.

Missandei: You stand in the presence of Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryan, rightful heir to the Iron Throne, the rightful Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, Mother of Dragons, the Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, the Unburnt, the Breaker of Chains.
Davos: This is Jon Snow... he's King in the North.

- but I was bravest.
- Always.
- I believe it.
Grey: Until I meet missandei from the isle of naath.
- Now, I have fear.
- I do, too.

- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry.

Jaime: You don't need a king.
- Any knight can make another knight.
- I'll prove it.
- Kneel, lady brienne.
Jaime: Do you want to be a knight or not?
- Kneel.

[Thoros is drunkenly telling the outlaws a story while Arya and her friends eat]
Thoros: Never liked the skinny ones. Like drinking from a puddle. Not that I'm averse to drinking from a puddle every now and again, you understand.
[Thoros tries to pour a cup for Arya]
Arya: I don't drink ale.
Thoros: There's no story so good, a drink won't make it better.
Outlaws: Yeah!
Thoros: You see? They've all suffered through my bouts of sobriety, it's very tedious for all concerned. Now, how did three children...
Arya: We're not children.
Thoros: How did three young persons such as yourselves, untrained in the art of war, escape from Harrenhal?
Arya: Gendry's a smith. He was apprenticed in the armory.
Thoros: A smith, eh?
[Gendry nods]
Thoros: Where'd you train?
[Gendry and Arya exchange a look]
Gendry: King's Landing. Tobho Mott's shop.
Thoros: That criminal! He charges twice as much as every other armorer in the city.
Gendry: That's because he's twice as good.
Thoros: A-ha! A smith AND a salesman.
Arya: Gendry stole us weapons.
Thoros: Ah. Fought your way out of Harrenhal, I see.
Arya: He knows how to use a sword, and so do I.
[the outlaws laugh]
Arya: My brothers taught me.
[the outlaws laugh again. Arya stands up, draws her sword, and points it at Thoros' chest]
Outlaws: Ooooh!
[Thoros looks at Arya for a moment, then suddenly stands up, draws his own sword, and disarms her in one smooth motion. He grabs a drink off a nearby table and raises it]
Thoros: To your brothers!
[the outlaws cheer]

- I don't have love here.
- I only have fear.
- I love you.
- And you will always be my queen.
- Is that all I am to you?
- Your queen?

- How are we gonna stop that?
- Shot 20 arrows in him already.
- You heard Jon. We hold the gate.
- Jon snow's not lord commander.
- We hold the gate!

Sandor: Where's the other one? The one with the yellow cloak?
Gatins: Fuck you!
Sandor: These are your last words? "Fuck you?" Come on, you can do better.
Gatins: Cunt!
Sandor: You're shit at dying, you know that?
[the Hound kills Gatins]

Tyrion: Long, sullen silences and an occasional punch in the face. The Mormont Way.

Samwell: Where are we going?
Jon: Going to find Mance.
Samwell: You can't do that. No one gave you any orders.
Jon: Who's left to give orders? The Wildling army's only an army because of Mance. He united 100 warring tribes. Without Mance, they lose their leader. They lose their purpose. They go back to fighting each other. Scatter back to their home.
Samwell: Without Mance? You're going to kill him?
Jon: I'm gonna try.
Samwell: They'll never let you within 100 yards of him. And even if they did, even if you managed to kill him...
Jon: They'll kill me? If I don't go, they'll kill me anyway. They'll kill the rest of us, too.
Samwell: They won't just kill you. They'll boil you, they'll flay you, they'll make it last days.
Jon: You're right. It's a bad plan... What's your plan?

Mance: The freedom to make my own mistakes was all I ever wanted.

Edmure: [to Robb] If I may nephew, I encountered a situation with one of my lieutenants at the Stone Mill which may have some bearing...
Brynden: Why don't you shut your mouth about the damned mill? And don't call him "nephew". He is your king.
Edmure: Robb knows I meant no disr...
Brynden: You're lucky I'm not your king. I wouldn't let you wave your blunders around like a victory flag.
Edmure: My blunder sent Tywin's mad dog scurrying back to Casterly Rock with his tail between his legs. I think King Robb understands we're not going to win this war if he's the only one winning any battles. There's glory to go around!
Robb: It's not about glory. Your instructions were to wait for him to come to you.
Edmure: I seized an opportunity.
Robb: What value was the mill?
Edmure: The Mountain was garrisoned across the river from it.
Robb: Is he there now?
Edmure: Of course not. We took the fight to him! He could not withstand us.
Robb: I wanted to draw the Mountain into the west, into our country where we could surround him and kill him. I wanted him to chase us, which he would have done because he is a mad dog without a strategic thought in his head. I could have that head on a spike by now. Instead, I have a mill.

- From winterfell to dorne, from lannisport to qarth, from the summer isles to the Jade sea!
- Women, men and children have suffered too long beneath the wheel.
- Will you break the wheel with me?

- I am Daenerys stormborn of the house Targaryen, the first of her name, the unburnt, queen of meereen, queen of the andals and the rhoynar and the first men, khaleesi of the great grass sea, breaker of chains and mother of dragons.

- Has the custom changed since I've been gone?
- Aren't you supposed to repeat the words?
- You can mock our god without my help.
- I don't mock the drowned god.
- I am the drowned god.
- From oldtown to qarth, when men see my sails, they pray.

Mance: The freedom to make my own mistakes was all I ever wanted.

Cersei: You want to be Hand of the King? You want to rule? This is what ruling is; lying on a bed of weeds, ripping them out by the root, one by one, before they strangle you in your sleep!
Tyrion: I'm no king, but I think there's more to ruling than that.
Cersei: I don't care what you think! You've never taken it seriously; you haven't, Jaime hasn't! It's all fallen on me.
Tyrion: As has Jaime repeatedly, according to Stannis Baratheon.
Cersei: You're funny. You've always been funny, but none of your jokes will match the first one, will they? Do you remember, back when you ripped my mother open on your way out of her and she bled to death?
Tyrion: She was my mother too.
Cersei: Mother gone, for the sake of you. There's no bigger joke in the world than that.

Melisandre: The night is full of terrors, old man. But the fire chases them all away.

- Oi|?
- Pitch, my lord.
- How many barrels?
- Five hundred, my lord.
- Get 500 more.
- Yes, my lord.

Brother: Violence is a disease. You don't cure a disease by spreading it to more people.
Sandor: You don't cure it by dying, either.

- not unless the kingsmoot chooses you.
- My father would have wanted me to rule.
- Your father does not get to choose.
- The law is clear.
- Perhaps you'll win.
- Perhaps you'll be the first woman in history to rule the ironborn.
- And perhaps not.

- We'll question him later.
- I should have thrown you from the top of the wall, boy!
- You should have.
- Whoa, it's me.
- I promised you, didn't I?

- so that people will think she's exotic.
- She grew up just down the road in flea bottom.
- She's beautiful.
- She's a dumb slut, really, but a lid for every pot.
- Lord commander.
- Good to see you again.

- I'm sorry.
- I'm so sorry.

- I can only speak to you as a son who loved his father.
- Let me take his body down.
- Let me have him brought to the temple and buried with dignity so that he might find peace in the next world.
- Bury your father, hizdahr zo loraq.
- Thank you, my queen.

Sansa: [to Theon] If I could do what Ramsay did to you, right here, right now, I would.

- Ride south today.
- If you return to the north,
- I'll have you hanged as a murderer.
- If you ever come back this way,
- I will execute you myself.

- Expenence.
- This seems like a good place to spend the night.
- These people don't want us here.
Beric: Seems deserted to me.
- No livestock.
- No smoke coming from the chimney.

[about Theon]
Roose: What did you do to him?
Ramsay: I trained him, he was a slow learner, but he learned.
Roose: You flayed him.
Ramsay: Peeled a few bits... removed a few others.
Roose: [angrily] This was Balon Greyjoy's son and heir.
Ramsay: We've been flaying our enemies for a thousand years. The flayed man is on our banners!
Roose: MY banners, not yours. You're not a Bolton, you're a Snow.
Roose: [Roose walks away. Ramsay looks angry] Tywin Lannister has given me the North, but he won't lift a finger to help me take it. As long as the Ironborn hold Moat Cailin, our armies are trapped south of the Neck. Theon was a valuable hostage, not your plaything. I wanted to TRADE him for Moat Cailin!
Ramsay: I already asked. Lord Greyjoy refused. Savages have no...
Roose: You sent terms to Balon Greyjoy without my consent?
Ramsay: You made me acting Lord of the Dreadfort. I acted.
Roose: I had to smuggle myself into my own lands, thanks to the Greyjoys. I needed Theon. I needed him whole.
Ramsay: Theon was our enemy, but Reek, Reek will never betray us.
Roose: I placed far too much trust in you.
[Ramsay looks angrier after being scolded]

Jaqen: A man teaches a girl.

Shae: [to Tyrion] You are the biggest little liar I've ever met.

- Wish I'd listened to him.
- This is my own poor way of saying "thank you."
- For teaching me to be a grown-up.
- I'll be gone for a few days.
- I want to hear all about the dance of dragons when I'm back.
- You'll read it yourself.

Tormund: We have to celebrate our victory.
Jon: Vomiting is not celebrating.
Tormund: Yes, it is.

- Ah, rapers.
- They were given a choice, no doubt - castration or the wall.
- Most choose the knife.
- Not impressed by your new brothers?
- Lovely thing about the watch - you discard your old family and get a whole new one.

- Man: Hyah!
- Man 2: Resist. Stay.
- Man 2: Stay.
- I can't wait to see what parts ramsay cuts off you this time.
- Man: Rider!
- Who is it?
- It's a bloody woman.

- We've been waiting a long time.
- Haven't we?
- Well, I don't know, you tell me.
- How long does it take to sack a city?

[Orell returns from scouting a nearby hut]
Orell: Only one old man and eight good horses.
Tormund: [to Jon] What's one old man doing with eight horses?
Jon: He breeds them for the Watch.
Ygritte: How does he keep folks from stealing 'em?
Jon: The Watch protects him.
Orell: Not today, they don't. He's selling horses. He's got some gold in there.
Tormund: And proper steel.
Orell: Let's carve him up.
Jon: We just take the horses and go. The old man's no threat.
Orell: [to Tormund] I keep telling you.
Ygritte: He's an old man. A spear through the heart's a better way to die than coughing up your last with no one but your horses to hear.
Jon: The Watch might send a few men looking for a horse thief. They'll send a lot more to hunt down murderers.
Tormund: I hope so. Killing crows in their castle is tough. Killing them out here in the open, that's what we do.

- Meaning no offence.
- What'll you pay?
- I don't have much.
- But I have hidden a bit of silver from the bandits.
- Fair wages for fair work?
- Fair wages for fair work.

- Are you all right?
- Come with me.
- Come on.

Irri: The Khaleesi have baby inside her. It is true. She does not bleed for two moons. Her belly start to swell.
Rakharo: [in Dothraki] A blessing from the Great Stallion.
Irri: [in English] She does not want to eat horse.
Jorah: I'll have the boys butcher a goat for supper.
[Irri leaves]
Jorah: I need to ride to Qohor.
Rakharo: Uh, we ride for Vaes Dothrak.
Jorah: Don't worry. I'll catch you. The horde's easy to find.

Tormund: We have faced those icy bastards. We looked into their blue eyes, and here we are.
[laughs heartily]
Tormund: Which one of you cowards shit in my pants?

- Why weren't you there to protect your prince?
- Our prince wanted us here.
- Where's my sister?
- I wish you good fortune in the wars to come.
- And now it begins.
- No. Now it ends.

[Melisandre hands Stannis a bowl containing three leeches. They appraoch the burning brazier. Davos watches them quietly. Stannis takes one leech]
Stannis: The usurper Robb Stark.
[Stannis throws the leech into the fire, then takes a second leech]
Stannis: The usurper Balon Greyjoy.
[Stannis throws the leech into the fire, then takes a third leech]
Stannis: The usurper Joffrey Baratheon.
[Stannis throws the leech into the fire. The leeches writhe and burst]

- If it weren't for you,
- I never would've survived my childhood.
[Softly] You would have.
- You were the only one who didn't treat me like a monster.
- You were all I had.

- Whoa! Whoa!
- Your grace.
- You're afraid of her.
- And she knows it.
- I'm not afraid of her.

- You, over there.
- Did you get one?
- No.
- Shh, pyp!
- Shit.
- Sam.
- Yeah?
- I think we're gonna die.
- If you keep missing, we will.

Olenna: [to Deanerys] The lords of Westeros are sheep. Are you a sheep? No. You're a dragon. Be a dragon.

- to assume your rightful place at casterly rock.
- You will marry a suitable woman and father children named Lannister.
- And you'll never turn your back on your family again.
- You have my word.
- And you have mine.

- Two thousand.
- The rest are children and old people.
- You're the son of the last true warden of the north.
- Northern families are loyal.
- They'll fight for you if you ask.
- A monster has taken our home and our brother.
- We have to go back to winterfell and save them both.

- Married a traitor and known degenerate like renly Baratheon for a reason.
- She married renly Baratheon because she was told to.
- That's what intelligent women do. What they're told.
- You need to ask yourself...
- I don't need to do anything.

Eddard: What are you doing here?
Cersei: I might ask the same of you. What is it you even hope to accomplish?
Eddard: The King called on me to serve him, and the realm, and that's what I'll do until he tells me otherwise.

- Woman: Long live king tommen and bless you, queen margaery!
- The crown and the faith are the twin pillars upon which the world rests.
- Together we will restore the seven kingdoms to glory.

Sansa: [to Littlefinger] Did you know about Ramsay? If you didn't know, you're an idiot. If you did know, you're my enemy.

- Those were stark men.
- I don't serve the starks.
- I serve lady catelyn.
- I told you I'd take you to king's landing, and that's what I'm going to do.
- Stay.

- We've gotta cut them loose!
- No! [Grunting]

- If you're going to pose as a commoner, you should do it properly.
- My mother served lady Dustin for many years, my lord.
- She taught me how to speak proper...
- Properly.
- You're too smart for your own good.
- Has anyone told you that?
- Yes.
- Go on.

- Beautiful young bride you've chosen.
- When were you planning on getting married?
- Just get on with it.
- On with what?
- What you're here for.
- There's no way this little visit could possibly mean anything good for me.
- It's very good for you.

- We will adjourn for now.
- Toll the bells in an hour's time.
- Guard: Clear the court!

Joffrey: [Cersei tends to his wound] It's ugly.
Cersei: A king should have scars. You fought off a direwolf. You're a warrior like your father.
Joffrey: I'm not like him. I didn't fight off anything. It bit me and all I did was scream. And the two Stark girls saw it, both of them.
Cersei: That's not true. You killed the beast. You only spared the girl because of the love your father bears her father.

- Maybe we should give the dogs a vote as well.
- I'll ask my horse.

- Now it's your promise.
- You gave your word.
- Keep it and consider the debt paid.
- I will return the stark girls to their mother.
- I swear it.
- Good-bye, ser Jaime.

Walder: You've lost it?
Lothar: Yes, Father.
Walder: It's a castle, not a bloody sheep. Presumably you still know where it is. You didn't lose Riverrun. You let the Blackfish take it from you.

- Oh, let her in, brusco. I'm hungry.
- Come here, sweetness.
- They say oysters get the juices flowing.
- We'll take half a dozen.
- Three coppers.
- Here's a silver because the lady likes you.

- you've tried to protect people.
- Who is the greatest threat to the people now?
- It's a terrible thing I'm asking.
- It's also the right thing.
- Do you think I'm the last man she'll execute?
- Who is more dangerous than the rightful heir to the iron throne?

- Come on.
- Let's find a brothel.
- Man: Build your house in a day.

- Did you see her again at castle black?
- Yes.
- And?
- She's dead.
- Your doing?
- We'll drink to her.

- He needs to know.
- We need to tell him.

Hoster: [to Catelyn] It often comforts me to think that even in war's darkest days, in most places in the world, absolutely nothing is happening.

Cersei: Why did Catelyn Stark set you free?
Jaime: What?
Cersei: I've been wondering for months. Ever since that great cow brought you back to the capital. Why did she set you free?
Jaime: You know why. She'd hoped I'd send her daughters back to her.
Cersei: [approaches Jaime] She hoped or did you promise?
Jaime: I swore by all the gods that if her daughters were alive, I'd return them to her.
Cersei: [scornfully] So you made a sacred vow to the enemy.
Jaime: I wanted to get back to you. Should I have told her to fuck off?
Cersei: [smirks] You didn't mean it, then? You have no loyalty to Catelyn Stark?
Jaime: Catelyn Stark's dead.

- You need proof of my honest intentions.
- In my experience, the surest way to a woman's heart is with a gift.
- A priceless gift.
- I won't return to king's landing until I have that for you.

Tywin: I don't care what people believe. And neither do you.
Olenna: As an authority on myself, I must diasgree.

[at night, Arya recites the names of the people she wants dead]
Arya: Joffrey... Cersei... Ilyn Payne... the Hound...
[Arya hears a woman prisoner crying, begging Polliver to give her some food. She watches Polliver beating the woman with a club]
Arya: ...Polliver... the Mountain.

Eddard: [to Renly] I will not dishonor Robert's last hours by shedding blood in his halls and dragging frightened children from their beds.

- All the best swords have names, you know.
- Sansa can keep her sewing needles.
- I've got a needle of my own.

- What have you done?
- Quickly.
- Trust me, my friend.
- I've brought you this far.

- Poisoned by his enemies.
- You're talking to your lord. Use respect.
- Forgive me, my lord.
- Send for lady walda and the baby.
- She's resting, my lord.
- At once, my lord.

- She told you?
Tormund: No.
- All she ever talked about was killing you.
- That's how I know.
- She belongs in the north.
- The real north.
- You understand me?

- Samwell, fetch a quill and inkwell.
- I hope your penmanship is better than your swordplay.
- Miles better.
- We had 44 ravens at last count.
- Make sure they're all fed.
- Every one of them flies tonight.

- The high septon's behavior was corrosive, as was his attitude.
- Having a man like that reside in the sept eats away at the faith from the inside.
- So now he resides in the red keep dungeons instead.
- The faith and the crown are the two pillars that hold up this world.
- One collapses, so does the other.
- We must do everything necessary to protect one another.

- And a dress for dinner.
- You can wear one of mine.
- What's your color?
- Midnight blue or silver?
- Silver, maybe. Come.
- You can choose one in my bedroom if you want.

- Little brother.
- Lord Bolton sent for us.
- Have you seen him?
- Of course. Follow me, mother.

- I'm here on urgent business for the queen mother.
- Should I send word that I'll be delayed?
- Step carefully, lord baelish.
- You'll find there's little tolerance for flesh peddlers in the new king's landing.
- We both peddle fantasies, brother lancel.
- Mine just happen to be entertaining.

- Do you remember our first ride, my sun and stars?
- If you are in there, if you haven't gone away, show me.
- You're a fighter.
- You've always been a fighter.
- I need you to fight now.
- I know you're very far away, but come back to me, my sun and stars.

[in Daenerys' vision]
Khal: Maybe I told the Great Stallion to go fuck himself, and came back here to wait for you.

[Tyrion gives Bran a drawing of saddle which will enable him to ride a horse]
Bran: Will I really be able to ride?
Tyrion: [nods] You will. On horseback you will be as tall as any of them.
Robb: [suspiciously] Is this some kind of trick? Why do you want to help him?
Tyrion: I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples, bastards and broken things.

Smalljon: WHO OWNS THE NORTH?
Umber: WE DO!
Smalljon: WHO OWNS THE NORTH?
Umber: WE DO!
Smalljon: SHOW ME!

- Which makes you either a traitor or a fool.
- I was a fool.
- Not for the first time.
- Cersei still sits on the throne.
- If you can't help me take it back,
- I'll find another hand who can.
- I suspect one of you will be wearing this before it's all over.
- Man: Coal's coming through.

Sandor: Rough night, imp?
Tyrion: If I get through this without squirting from one end or the other, it'll be a miracle.
Sandor: I didn't pick you for a hunter.
Tyrion: Well, the greatest in the land; my spear never misses.
Sandor: It's not hunting if you pay for it.

- I like the wolf bit.
- Good, because I made this for you.
- I made it like the one father used to wear.
- As near as I can remember.
- Thank you, sansa.
- You're welcome.

- I did.
- And?
- One was...
- Do you consent?
- Can I refuse?
- Not if you want to cross.
- Then I consent.

Jon: In normal times we wouldn't, but these aren't normal times.
- The white walkers don't care if a man's free folk or crow.
- We're all the same to them, meat for their army.
- But together, we can beat them.
- Beat the white walkers?
- Good luck with that. Run from them, maybe.

- And he shall be called rhaego!
[Chanting] Rhaego! Rhaego!
- Rhaego! Rhaego!
- Rhaego! Rhaego...
- They love her.
- Rhaego! Rhaego! Rhaego! Rhaego...

- Lady olenna.
Cersei: Starving yourself won't make things any better for her, my love.
- She's in a prison cell, and there is nothing I can do.
- I am the king!
- The queen is in prison, and there is nothing I can do!

- Good-bye, hot pie.
- Good-bye, arry.

- Found out and exiled you.
- Now you hope to win back her favor with a gift.
- Risky scheme.
- One might even say desperate.
- You think Daenerys will execute me and pardon you?
- I'd say the reverse is just as likely.

- You're a bold man.
- On the contrary,
- I fear a great deal.
- The father, the mother, the warrior.

Shae: The Hand of the King?
Tyrion: So it would seem.
Shae: And your father said you couldn't take anyone with you to King's Landing?
Tyrion: No. He said I couldn't take you to King's Landing. He was very specific on that point.
Shae: He knew my name?
Tyrion: What?
Shae: He said "Don't bring Shae with you to King's Landing?"
Tyrion: I believe he used the word "whore."
Shae: [annoyed] Are you ashamed of me? Are you afraid that I'll dance around the court with my tits out? I'm funny now. I'm Shae, the funny whore.
Tyrion: My father's probably the most powerful man in the country. Certainly the richest. He's got all seven kingdoms in his pocket. Everyone everywhere always has to do exactly what my father says.

- What do you care?
[Chuckles] We leave in two days.
- You can have a hammock in steerage.
- I want a cabin.
- And we'll leave at dawn.
- See you at sunrise.

- you are ramsay Bolton, son of roose Bolton, warden of the north.
- You honour me.
- I swear I will uphold your name and your tradition.
- I will be worthy of you, father,
- I promise.

- Man 8: Won't be able to take that on the boat. It's too big.
- Man 9: That's the last one!
- Man 8: Three more! Move on!
- Man 10: There's more dragonglass everywhere.
- Man 11: I've got some more daggers over here.
- Man 12: Put that dagger in his bag.
- The fuck you looking at?

- Ned stark was promised the same thing and we both know how that turned out.
Jaime: Father is not Joffrey.
- He'll keep his word.
- How do you know?
- Do you trust me?
- Keep your mouth shut. No more outbursts.
- This will all be over soon.

- the moment you were touched.
- How long?
- Be years before it kills you.
- Could be 10, could be 20.
- But how long until...
- Your mind?
- Six months, maybe fewer.

- Fear is a marvelous thing.
- They don't fear the freys, though.
- They fear the lannisters.
- We gave you the riverlands to hold the riverlands.
- If we have to ride north and take them back for you every time you lose them, why do we need you?

- Given where we started.
- And where is that?
- It's not easy for girls like us to dig our way out.
- Watch out for her.
- I always do.
- Watch out for her with him.

- You need to drink, child.
- And eat.
- Isn't there anything else?
- The Dothraki have two things in abundance grass and horses.
- People can't live on grass.

Talisa: My mother always told me you Westerosi were a grim lot. Grim, bearded, stinking barbarians with rogue personalities who would steal us from our beds.
Robb: Did you ever think you'd marry one?
Talisa: I never thought I'd marry anyone at all.
Robb: Never?
Talisa: Not until I met the king of the grim, bearded, stinking barbarians.
[they kiss]

Roose: In my family, we say "A naked man has few secrets; a flayed man none".

- I adored lysa with all my heart, but she loved her son so much she became overprotective.
- He needs to learn how to swing a sword, how to ride a horse.
- Aye, it's time.
- Yes.
- Time for him to tour the vale, to visit all the castles in his domain.
- Time for Robin to leave the nest.

- Your grace, if you'd like to sit, I'm sure that...
- We've been here since midday.
Davos: Easterners have a different sense of time.
- Once I was waiting for salladhor saan here in braavos.
- Together, we were going to run three shiploads of the finest...

- I was wrong.
- My lord, please! Mercy! Mercy!
- I'll go! I will! [Sobbing]
- Please.
- I'm afraid.
- I've always been afraid.

Viserys: [to Daenerys] Do you see how long his hair is? When Dothraki are defeated in combat, they cut off their braids so the whole world can see their shame. Khal Drogo has never been defeated. He's a savage, of course, but he's one of the finest killers alive. And you will be his queen.

- Daenerys is our queen.
Samwell: She shouldn't be.
- That's treason.
- It's the truth.
- You gave up your crown to save your people.
- Would she do the same?

Margaery: The desires that once drove me no longer do.
High: Congress does not require desire on the woman's part, only patience.

Sansa: [talking about Joffrey] I don't want someone brave and gentle and strong. I want him.

- Would you like a drink?
- Brought my own.
- They call you "king killer."
- I'm sure someone does.
- They call me "giantsbane."
- Want to know why?

Robb: [as Talisa lies casually on bed] How can I sit here planning a war when you're over there looking like that?

Tyrion: I came down here to brood over my failure to predict the Greyjoy attack. You're making it difficult. You look a lot better brooding than I do. You make me feel like I'm failing at brooding over failing.

- So, what now?
- I can't forget what I saw north of the wall.
- And I can't pretend that Cersei won't take back half the country the moment I march north.
- It appears
- Tyrion's assessment was correct.
- We're fucked.

- 'cause she had armor on.
- She was looking for your sister, but I told her about you.
- She ever find you?
- She found me.
- What happened to you, arry?

Sansa: Will they let me invite my family?
Shae: They didn't ask my opinion.
Sansa: But do you think they will?
Shae: No.

Lancel: Step carefully, Lord Baelish. You'll find there's little tolerance for flesh peddlers in the new King's Landing.
Petyr: We both peddle fantasies, Brother Lancel. Mine just happen to be entertaining.

Tyrion: [reunited with Cersei] More ravishing than ever, big sister. War agrees with you.

- No, my lady.
- Have you ever cooked a rabbit before?
- No, my lady.
- Did you ever cook anything for lord Tyrion?
- No, my lady.
- That was the cooks.

- Out of the way.
- Step aside, country boy. People working here.

Myrcella: This is my home. This has been my home for years. I didn't want to come here, but she told me to. I did what she said! I did my duty, and now, she wants me to go back?
Jaime: It's for your own good. These are complicated matters.
Myrcella: It's not complicated at all. It's simple. I love Trystane, I'm going to marry him, and we're staying right here.
Jaime: I don't understand...
Myrcella: Of course you don't. You don't know me.
[turns, leaves]

[at the yard of the Eyrie, Sansa builds a snow model of Winterfell. She sees her cousin Robin approaches]
Sansa: Hello, Robin.
Robin: What are you doing?
Sansa: I'm building my home, Winterfell. At least I think I am. I haven't been back there in a long time.
[Robin kneels in the snow near Sansa]
Robin: Why did you leave?
Sansa: [smiles] It's a long story.
Robin: [boasts] I stay here in the Eyrie. Mother says it's dangerous on the roads and I have to keep myself safe because I'm the Lord of the Vale, and the Lord of the Vale is a very important person.
Sansa: [amused] Yes, you certainly are.
Robin: When will you go back?
Sansa: [glumly] Probably never. My family doesn't live there anymore... and someone burned it down.
[Robin bends forward, looking closely at the snow castle]
Robin: Oh. Does Winterfell have a Moon Door?
Sansa: No, I'm afraid not. It's not high up in the mountains. It's down on the ground.
Robin: That sounds dangerous!
[Sansa chuckles]
Robin: How do you make people fly?
Sansa: We don't.
Robin: What do you do with all the bad people and the scary people and the people you don't like?
Sansa: I never did anything with them at all. Girls didn't take part in that where I came from.
Robin: Well, I'm Lord of the Vale. When I grow up, I'll be able to fly anybody who bothers me. Or you. When we get married, you can tell me if you don't like somebody and then we can bring them back here and, whoosh! Right through the Moon Door.
[Sansa is not thrilled about the idea of marrying Robin, but is amused at his bragging]
Sansa: I like the sound of that.

- They certainly are.
- Perhaps they should get married.
- If you were to marry Cersei, she'd murder you in your sleep.
- If you somehow managed to put a child in her first, she'd murder him, too, long before he drew his first breath.
- Luckily for you, none of this will happen because you'll never marry her.
- And neither will you.

- Because you don't matter to me, lord edmure.
- Your son doesn't matter to me.
- The people in the castle don't matter to me.
- Only Cersei.
- And if I have to slaughter every Tully who ever lived to get back to her, that's what I'll do.

- The great Shepherd sent me to earth to heal his...
- Too many words.
- A witch's words poison the ears.
- Lamb or lion, his wound must be washed and sewn or it will fester.
- Let her clean your wound, my sun and stars...
- It makes me hurt to see you bleed.

- So what's it going to be?
- Do we move against
- Jaime or lord tywin?
- Your pardon, my lords.
- We've captured a Lannister scout.
- Don't worry, lad. He won't be leaving this tent with his head.
- Where did you find him?
- In the brush above the encampment.
- He looked to be counting.

Daenerys: How can I rule seven kingdoms if I can't control Slaver's Bay? Why should anyone trust me? Why should anyone follow me?
Jorah: You're a Targaryen. You're the Mother of Dragons.
Daenerys: I need to be more than that. I will not let those I have freed slide back into chains. I will not sail for Westerns.
Jorah: What, then?
Daenerys: I will do what queens do. I will rule.

Bronn: Our lord here used to be married.
Shae: Married?
Tyrion: [annoyed] How did you hear that?
Bronn: You hear lot of things playing dice with Lannister soldiers.
Tyrion: [stands] Another night, perhaps.
Shae: [grabs his hand] Not another night. This night!
Tyrion: It's not a pleasant story.
Shae: Or maybe I will cry.
Bronn: I'm guessing the lady and I can tell more unpleasant stories than your lordship.
Tyrion: [sits down] So... I was sixteen. My brother Jaime and I were riding when we heard a scream. She ran out onto the road, clothes half torn off, with two men on her heels. Jaime scared away the men easily enough while I wrapped her in my cloak. She was too scared to send off on her own, so Jaime hunted down the rapers, I took her to the nearest inn and fed her. Her name was Tysha. She was a wheelwright's orphan, and she was hungry. Together we finished off three chickens and a flagon of wine. Impossible as it seems, there was a time when I was unaccustomed to wine. I forgot how frail I was around girls. I was always waiting for them to laugh at me, or look away embarrassed, or ask me about my tall handsome brother. I forgot about everything but Tysha, and somehow I found myself in her bed...
Bronn: For three chickens, I should hope so!
Tyrion: Didn't last long: I didn't know what the hell I was doing. But she was good to me. She kissed me afterwards, and sang me a song, and by morning I was deep enough in love to ask for her hand. A few lies, a few gold coins, and one drunken septon, and there you have it: man and wife. A fortnight anyway, until the septon sobered up and told my father...
Bronn: Well, I imagine that was the end of all that.
Tyrion: Not quite. First my father had Jaime tell me the truth: the girl was a whore, you see. Jaime had arranged the whole thing: the road, the rapers, all of it. He thought it was time I had a woman. After my brother confessed, my father brought in my wife and gave her to his guards. He paid her well, a silver for each of them. How many whores command that kind of price? He brought me into the barracks and made me watch. By the end, she had so much silver, that the coins were slipping through her fingers and rolling onto the floor.
Bronn: I would have killed the man who did that to me.
Shae: You should have known she was a whore.
Tyrion: Really? I was sixteen, drunk and in love.
Shae: A girl who is almost raped doesn't invite another man into her bed two hours later.
Tyrion: As I said, I was young and stupid.
Shae: You are still young and stupid.
[Shae approaches Tyrion and lies on top of him. They start having sex. Bronn realizes that he is not needed, and leaves]

- And where are you going?
- I have something for you from prince theon.
- -What?
- He says I'm to make the rounds.
- And keep you warm.

- Let me explain something to you. When my father sees me, the first thing he's going to ask is what happened to my hand, and I'm going to tell him this man chopped it off.
- I had nothing...
- Or I could tell him this man saved my life.
- We return to harrenhal. Now.

- You're more beautiful than she ever was.
- Lord baelish...
- Call me petyr.

- Though I'm afraid we'll have to ask one of our leather-clad friends back in to carry it.
- Far too heavy for me.
- The boat sails at dawn.
- You need to decide now.
- A new life for you and dom, or...

- And together we're going to take the seven kingdoms.
- I wasn't born to be king.
- I paid the iron price, and here I stand.
[Chanting] Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron!
- Euron! Euron! Euron! Euron!
- Euron! Euron!

Lollys: Who's that?
Bronn: Jaime fucking Lannister!

- Men: Lord, cast your light upon us!
Melisandre: For the night is dark and full of terrors.
- For the night is dark and full of terror.

- Man 1: Ring the bell!
- Man 2: Ring them!
- Woman 1: Ring the bells!
- Man 3: Ring the bells!
- Man 4: Ring the bells!
- Man 5: Help us!
- Man 6: In the name of the...

- How many of your brothers do you think you can trust?
- Trust?
- The men in this room.
Davos: Does the wolf know you?
- We need all the help we can get.
Melisandre: Ser davos.

- I never asked.
- Did he call you a traitor?
- Did he plead for a reprieve?
- He said the same thing he'd been saying for hours...
- "Burn them all."
- If that's all, your grace...

Samwell: Whilst Lord Janos was hiding with the women and children, Jon Snow was leading. Ser Alliser fought bravely, this true. When he was wounded, it was Jon who saved us. He took charge of the Wall's defense, he killed the Magnar of Thenns, he went north to deal with Mance Rayder, knowing it would've almost certainly meant his own death. Before that, he lead the mission to avenge Lord Commander Mormont. Mormont, himself, chose Jon to be his steward. He saw something in Jon and now we've all seen it to. He may be young, but he's the commander we turned to when the night was darkest.

- I'll stand guard outside your door tonight, your grace.
- We all guard tonight.
- Leave me.

- You fought bravely today, lady brienne.
- I fought for my king.
- Soon I'll fight for him on the battlefield.
- Die for him if! Must.
- And, if it please you, brienne's enough.
- I'm no lady.

- And?
- The thin man wasn't hungry today.
- Perhaps that is why a man is thin.
- Tomorrow.
- Tomorrow.
- A girl has work to do.

- And his travelling companion, Arya stark, niece of your lady lysa arryn.
- Then I offer my condolences.
- Lady arryn died.
- Three days ago.

Jon: [to Melisandre] If I do, if I fall... don't bring me back.

[last lines]
Jon: [handing his sword to Sam] In case I don't come back.
[the outer gate opens]
Samwell: Jon.
[Jon turns to Sam]
Samwell: [concerning] Come back.
[Jon smiles at Sam, then leaves to find Mance Rayder]

- It wasn't possible until now.
- What is it?
- It's actually quite simple.
- Well, let me help you.
- You'll only have to do one thing.
- Tell me.
- You'll have to die.

[Dickon rides toward Jaime and Bronn]
Dickon: Ser Jaime.
Jaime: Rickon.
Dickon: Dickon.
[Bronn bursts out laughing. Dickon looks offended]

- Run to your chamber and bar your door.
- Stannis won't hurt you. This one will.
- Come with me.
- I need to say goodbye to someone.
- The queen said they'd rape everyone.
- No one is raping me.
- Go. Run.

- I owe her my life.
- Her and you.
- Your father saved me more than once.
- It's the least I could do.
- Perhaps our paths will cross again.
- I hope they do.

- It's time to see if truth they told, who said tywin Lannister shits gold.
- You beast. You beast.
- You killed my wife, and now you've taken your father's life.
- No worse child ever stained this land.
- Curse the day I named you.

Walder: [Arya stark disguised as Walder Frey] Leave one wolf alive and the sheep are never safe.

[after the Hound saves Loras Tyrell from the Mountain]
Loras: I owe you my life, ser.
Sandor: I'm no ser.

- 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?

- You've always pitied him.
- Our poor little brother.
- Abused by the world, despised by his father and sister.
- He'd kill us all if he could.
- I want four men at tommen's door day and night.
- That will be all, lord commander.

- A bird without feathers.
- They came to take his body away and Robert held me.
- I screamed and I battled, but he held me.
- That little bundle.
- They took him away and I never saw him again.
- Never have visited the crypt, never.

- Unsullied soldier: We have orders to guard the prisoner.
- Ordered by whom? The queen herself?
- Unsullied soldier: No.
- Well, in that case, as hand of the queen,
- I outrank whomever gave your order.
- Probably by quite a lot.

High: [to Olenna] A life of wealth and privilege has left you blind in one eye - you are the few, we are the many, and when the many stop fearing the few...
[turns, walks away]

- Never again, no matter what Thorne says.
- He's our brother now and we're going to protect him.
Rast: You are in love, lord snow.
- You girls can do as you please.
- But if Thorne puts me up against lady piggy,
- I'm gonna slice me off a side of bacon.

- could beat three meryn trants.
- Syrio didn't have a sword.
- Or armour. Just a stick.
- The greatest swordsman who ever lived didn't have a sword?
- All right. You have a sword.
- Let's see what he taught you.
- Go on, do it for your braavosi friend.
- Dead like all the rest of your friends.

[Viserys is about to sneak off with the dragon eggs. Jorah bars his way]
Jorah: They don't belong to you.
Viserys: Whatever is hers, is also mine.
Jorah: Once, perhaps.
Viserys: If I sell one egg, I'll have enough to buy a ship. Two eggs - a ship and an army.
Jorah: And you have all three.
Viserys: I need a large army!

[Whispers] Water.
- This needs to be cleaned and closed.
- What's your name, friend?
- Beurn.
- You're lucky to be alive.
- Lucky?

Ellaria: [to the Sand Snakes] You must choose. Doran's way and peace or my way and war.

- I pray to the mother every morning and night that she return your child to you.
- I am grateful.
- Perhaps this time she'll listen.

- the first khalasar we meet will kill us and take your dragons.
- No one will take my dragons.
- They are too weak to fight, as are your people.
- You must be their strength.
- As you are mine.

- We have to go home.
- Drogon.
- Can you take me back to meereen?
- How far did you carry me?
- Drogon, we need to return.
- My people need me.

- Welcome, lord stark.
- Grand maester pycelle has called a meeting of the small council.
- The honor of your presence is requested.
- Get the girls settled in.
- I'll be back in time for supper.
- And, jory, you go with them.
- Yes, my lord.
- If you'd like to change into something more appropriate...

- The masters will take advantage of this situation.
- The men serving them will be slaves in all but name.
- Approach, my friend.
- I do not understand, my queen.
- I do not understand, my queen.
- The queen says you may approach.

[Daenerys, sitting on Drogon's back, speaks to the Dothraki warriors in the Dothraki language]
Daenerys: Every Khal who ever lived chose three bloodriders to fight beside him and guard his way, But I am not a Khal. I will not choose three blood riders. I choose you all.
[the Dothraki cheer, wave their weapons and shout their approval]
Daenerys: I will ask more of you than any Khal has ever asked of his khalasar! Will you ride the wooden horses across the black salt sea?
[again, the Dothraki cheer]
Daenerys: Will you kill my enemies in their iron suits and tear down their stone houses?
[again, the Dothraki cheer]
Daenerys: Will you give me the Seven Kingdoms, the gift Khal Drogo promised me before the Mother of Mountains?
[again, the Dothraki cheer]
Daenerys: Are you with me, now and always?
[again, the Dothraki cheer. Drogon spreads his wings and bellows]

Mance: One of our giants went into your tunnel and never came out again. Mag the Mighty.
Jon: He's dead. He killed my friend, Grenn.
Mance: He was their king. The last of a blood line that stretches back before the First Men.
Jon: Grenn came from a farm.
Mance: [raises cup for a toast] Mag and Grenn.
Jon: [raises cup in response] Grenn and Mag.
[they drink]

- The one I keep hearing is that Gregor clegane the mountain raped elia and split her in half with his great sword.
- I wasn't there. I don't know what happened.
- If the mountain killed my sister, your father gave the order.
- Tell your father I'm here.
- And tell him the lannisters aren't the only ones who pay their debts.

[last lines]
Tormund: [as the Night Watch soldiers stare aghast at the revived dead dragon bearing down on them, belching blue fire] Run! Run! Run!
[everybody flees, and the ice wall collapses before the onslaught]

- How many slaves are there in yunkai?
- 200,000, if not more.
- Then we have 200,000 reasons to take the city.
- Send a man to the city gates.
- Tell the slavers I will receive them here, and accept their surrender.
- Othennise, yunkai will suffer the same fate as astapor.

- Tell me mine.
- Everyone wants to know their future until they know their future.
- This is my father's land. My land.
- Tell me my future, or I'll have your two boring eyes gouged out of your head.

Joffrey: If I tell the Hound to cut you in half, he'll do it without a second thought.
Tyrion: That would make me the quarter-man. Just doesn't have the same ring to it.

- You got my money?
- Later. Go away.
- Grand maester.

[upon seeing the Eyrie for the first time]
Tyrion: The Eyrie. They say it's impregnable.
Bronn: Give me ten good men and some climbing spikes. I'll impregnate the bitch.
Tyrion: I like you.

- Take him to the cells. Lock him up...
- My prince.
- You cannot let that stand. He must pay.
- I'll lock him in a cell until he rots.
- No, he has to pay the iron price.
- They'll never respect you while he lives.

- Viserys, please.
- There she is.
- Put the sword down. They'll kill us all.
- They can't kill us. [Chuckles]
- They can't shed blood in their sacred city.
- But I can.

Margaery: Wonderful.
- My hero.
- Can we leave now?
- Let's find out.

Tormund: If they get through, everyone dies.

Tyrion: [to Jorah] A highborn knight from the north of Westeros down on his luck in Essos. Dragon epaulets, bear sigil breastplate. You're Jorah Mormont.
[he pauses]
Tyrion: I have to ask - how *exactly* were you serving your Queen in a whorehouse half a world away? Is it possible that you were running? Why would you be running? And why would she have sent you away?
[Jorah says nothing]
Tyrion: Oh, wait. You were spying on her, weren't you? It's all coming back to me. I was drunk through most of the Small Council meetings, but it's all coming back. You passed notes to Varys' little birds.
[Jorah glowers at him]
Tyrion: She found out, didn't she? Found out and exiled you. Now you hope to win back her favor with a gift. Risky scheme. One might even say desperate. You think Daenerys will execute me and pardon you? I'd say the reverse is just as likely.
[Jorah sits down next to Tyrion and backhands him across the face, knocking him unconscious]

- I obey my queen's commands, not yours.
Jon: And what are the queen's commands?
- "Kill all who follow
- Cersei Lannister."
- These are free men.
- They chose to fight for her.
Davos: Easy, men. Easy! Easy.

- He was last spotted flying east, toward...
- The farther away, the better.
- Perhaps I can find him.
- Do carry on with the rest.
- As you wish, your grace.
- Ser podrick.

- Cersei can't get enough of it since one killed Robert for her.
- A toast.
- To the proud Lannister children.
- The dwarf, the cripple, and the mother of madness.
- I'll clean it up.
- No, I'll do it. Leave us.
- It's only wine.

[at Joffrey's wedding, Loras exchanges flirtatious gazes with Oberyn Martell. He walks backwards and bumps into Jaime]
Loras: Ser Jaime, I'm very sorry.
Jaime: Ser Loras, it's quite all right.
[Jaime watches Margaery]
Jaime: Your sister looks very beautiful.
Loras: As does yours.
Jaime: So... looking forward to your wedding?
[Loras pauses slightly before answering]
Loras: Yes, very much.
Jaime: Our fathers are both rather keen on the prospect.
Loras: They certainly are.
Jaime: Perhaps they should get married.
[they chuckle]
Jaime: If you were to marry Cersei, she'd murder you in your sleep.
[Loras' smile fades and he frowns]
Jaime: If you somehow managed to put a child in her first, she'd murder him, too, long before he drew his first breath. Luckily for you, none of this will happen because you'll never marry her.
Loras: [nods] And neither will you.
[Loras walks away]

- There is a price.
- You'll have gold, whatever you want.
- It's not a matter of gold.
- This is bloodmagic.
- Only death pays for life.
- My death?
- No, not your death, khaleesi.
- Bring me his horse.

- You took the gold and you gave him up.
- The red god is the one true god. You've seen his power.
- When he commands, we obey.
- He's not my one true god.
- No? Who's yours?
- Death.

Bran: "Family, Duty, Honor".
[Bran makes scratches on the desk with his fish brooch]
Maester: Those are Tully's words, your mother's. Are we playing a game?
Bran: "Family, Duty, Honor". Is that the right order?
Maester: You know it is.
Bran: Family comes first.
Maester: You mother had to leave Winterfell to protect the family.
Bran: How can she protect the family if she is not with her family?
Maester: Your mother sat by your bed for three weeks while you slept.
Bran: [slightly raises his voice] And then she left!
Maester: When you were born, I was the one who pulled you from your mother. I placed you in her arms. From that moment, and till the moment she dies, she will love you absolutely... fiercely.
Bran: Why did she leave?
Maester: I still can't tell you. But she will be home soon.
Bran: Do you know where she is now? Today?
Maester: No, I don't.
Bran: Then how can you promise me she will be home soon?
Maester: [smiles] Sometimes I worry you are too smart for your own good.
[Bran looks enviously at Theon while he shoots arrows at practice target]
Bran: [forlornly] I will never shoot another arrow.
Maester: And where is that written?
Bran: You need legs to work a bow.
Maester: Hmmm. If the saddle Lord Tyrion designed actually works, you could learn to shoot a bow from horseback.
Bran: Really?
Maester: Dothraki boys learn when they're four year old. Why shouldn't you?
[Bran smiles]

- You stood for him in his trial by combat at the eyrie.
- But only when lady arryn demanded the trial take place that day.
- You were his first choice.
- He named you for his champion because he knew you would ride day and night to come fight for him.
- You gonna fight for him now?

- Up you go, my lady.
- You'll be fine.
- You're stronger than you know.

Brienne: I don't want anyone following me. I'm not a leader. All I ever wanted was to fight for a lord I believed in. But the good lords are dead and the rest are monsters.

Tyrion: Tell a joke!
Missandei: Two translators are on a sinking ship. The first says, "Do you know how to swim?". The second says, "No, but I can shout for help in 19 languages."
[Tyrion feigns laughing]
Grey: That is the worst joke I ever heard.

- Murderers.
- Which are you?
- Armourer's apprentice.
- But my master got sick of me, so...
- Here I am.
Yoren: Come on, you sorry sons of whores!
- It's a thousand leagues from here to the wall!
- And winter is coming!

- You fucking traitor.
- The only traitors here are the ones who shoved their knives into their lord commander's heart.
- For thousands of years, the night's watch has held castle black against the wildlings.
- Until you.
- Throw them into the cells where they belong.

- Get in.
- Where are we going?
- Somewhere safe.

- Do it.
- Do it.
- I told you. He's still one of them.
- Go on, boy.
- Go on!

- I was raised to be a proper little lady, to play the harp and dance the latest steps and recite valyrian poetry.
- I'd like to hear you play the harp.
- No. No, you would not.
- How did you go from reciting valyrian poetry to sawing off men's feet?

- My lord...
- My sun and stars...
- Drogo.

Daenerys: What do you think I should do?
Jon: I would never presume to...
Daenerys: I'm at war. I'm losing, What do you think I should do?
Jon: I never thought that dragons would exist again. No one did. The people who follow you know that you made something impossible happen. Maybe that helps them believe that you can make other impossible things happen. Build a world that's different from the shit one they've always known. But if you use them...
[Jon nods towards dragons flying overhead]
Jon: ...to melt castles and burn cities, you're not different. You're just more of the same.

Daenerys: [to Razdal mo Eraz] My reign has just begun.

- All: [Chanting] To bed! To bed! To bed!
- Poor girl.
- Every bride suffers the same.
- I'm sure you endured yours with grace.
- Oh, ned forbade it.
- He said it wouldn't be right if he broke a man's jaw on our wedding night.

- not today.
- You'll be cut to pieces before he sets foot on solid ground.
- If it is justice that you want, be smart about it.
- You can't avenge him from the grave.
- Bring the horses.
- Please.

- You're even dumber than you look.
- It's just words, boy, to keep us a little warmer in the night.
- Make us feel like we've got a purpose.
- Come on.
- We've got to find these goat fuckers before night falls and they find us.

- You're no ranger, Jon.
- But I'm better than every...
- Better than no one!
- Here...
- A man gets what he earns, when he earns it.
- We'll speak when I return.

- We're late for dinner as it is.
- You're very respectful.
- I'm very hungry.

Davos: [to Lyanna] ..because Jeor Mormont and Jon Snow both understood that the real war isn't between a few squabbling houses. It's between the living and the dead. And make no mistake, my lady, the dead are coming.

- Man 1: Halt!
- Man 2: Halt!
- Man 3: There it is!

[a crow lands in the window]
Old: Don't listen to it. Crows are all liars. I know a story about a crow.
Bran: I hate your stories.
Old: I know a story about a boy who hated stories. I could tell you about Ser Duncan The Tall, those were always your favorites.
Bran: Those weren't my favorites. My favorites were the scary ones.
Old: Oh my sweet summer child, what do you know about fear? Fear is for the winter, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides for years and children are born and live and die, all in darkness. That is the time for fear, my little lord, when the white walkers move through the woods. Thousands of years ago there came a night that lasted a generation. Kings froze to death in their castles, same as the shepherds in their huts. And women smothered their babies rather than see them starve, and wept and felt the tears freeze on their cheeks. So is this the sort of story you like?
[Bran nods]
Old: In that darkness, the white walkers came for the first time. They swept through cities and kingdoms, riding their dead horses, hunting with their packs of pale spiders big as hounds...
[the door opens and Robb enters]

- And Jon...
- Jon's real name...
- His name is aegon Targaryen.
- You have to protect him.
- Promise me, ned.

- Was that true or a lie?
- What?
- Did you believe every word I said?
- Get back to work.

- You want the same?
- Same as always?
- You...
- You don't have to.
- Habit.

Sandor: You left me to die.
Arya: First, I robbed you.
Sandor: You're a cold little bitch, aren't you? Guess that's why you're still alive.

- Queen margaery!
- Queen margaery!
- Man: Queen margaery!
- Queen margaery!
- Queen margaery!
Margaery: I am his and he is mine.
Tommen: I am hers and she is mine.
- Both: From this day until the end of my days.

- I've been told men often go mad in the black cells beneath the red keep.
- Though I suppose your isolation will end when your trial begins.
- Leave.
- Yes.
- I'm afraid I must.
- My son needs me now more than ever.
- Get out, you hateful bitch!

- Bloody oafs.
- Begone now, Arya.
- Come with me. Run.
- The first sword of braavos does not run.
- What do we say to the god of death?
- Not today.

- Come.
- What do you want done with them?
- Bring her to me.
- And those women there.
- You cannot claim them all, Princess.
- I can, and I will.

- I went to save them. I failed.
- You didn't fail him.
- Or him.
- Or her.
- Every one of them is alive because of you and no one else.
- I don't think that fact's lost on them.

- You never used to shut up. Now you're just sitting there like a mute.
- Guess I've changed.

- They say he can turn into a wolf himself when he wants.
- They say he can't be killed.
- And do you believe them?
- No, my lord.
- Anyone can be killed.
- Fetch that water.

Brienne: I'm not an idiot. He didn't love me, he didn't want me. He danced with me because he was kind, and didn't want to see me hurt. He saved me from being a joke... from that day, until his last day. And I couldn't save him, in return. Nothing's more hateful than failing to protect the one you love. One day, I will avenge King Renly.

- Such a great sword should have a name.
- What shall I call her?
- Man 1: Stormbringer.
- Man 2: Terminus.
- Man 3: Widow's wail.
- Man 4: Wolfsbane.
- Widow's wail. I like that.
- Every time I use it, it'll be like cutting off ned stark's head all over again.

Joffrey: Time for the bedding ceremony!
[the crowd cheers. Joffrey grabs Sansa by her arm and pulls her]
Tyrion: There will be no bedding ceremony.
Joffrey: Where's your respect for tradition, uncle? Come, everyone! Pick her up and carry her to her wedding bed. Get rid of her gown. She won't be needing it any longer.
[Sansa crosses her arms fearfully as Joffrey points towards Tyrion]
Joffrey: Ladies, attend to my uncle. He's not heavy.
Tyrion: There will be no bedding ceremony.
Joffrey: [smiles nastily] There will be if I command it.
[Tyrion slams his dagger into the table, startling Joffrey]
Tyrion: Then you'll be fucking your own bride with a wooden cock!
[a shocked silence falls. Tywin quickly rises to his feet. Joffrey approaches Tyrion, seething with rage]
Joffrey: What did you say? What... did you... SAY?
[Tyrion and Joffrey glare at each other hatefully. Tywin intervenes to defuse the situation]
Tywin: I believe we can dispense with the bedding, Your Grace. I'm sure Tyrion didn't mean to threaten the king.
[Tyrion bursts out laughing and lets go of the dagger]
Tyrion: A bad joke Your Grace. Made out of envy of your own royal manhood. Mine is so small. My poor wife won't even know I'm there.
Tywin: Your uncle is clearly quite drunk, Your Grace.
Tyrion: I am. Guilty.
[Tyrion drinks from his cup]
Tyrion: But... but it is my wedding night. My tiny drunk cock and I have a job to do.
[Tyrion stumbles drunk]
Tyrion: Come, wife.
[Tyrion starts walking away. Sansa glances fearfully at Joffrey, then follows Tyrion]
Tyrion: I vomited on a girl once in the middle of the act. Not proud of it. But I think honesty is important between a man and wife, don't you agree? Come I'll tell you all about it. Put you in the mood.

Oberyn: It is rare to meet a Lannister who shares my enthusiasm for dead Lannisters.

- There. Your father's house.
- I'm just a bastard.
- The bastard of Robert of the house Baratheon, first of his name, king of the andals and the first men.
- Why do you think the gold cloaks wanted you?
- There is power in a king's blood.

- We don't need to discuss it.
- The Lannister legacy is the only thing that matters.
- You've started wars to protect this family.
- Turned your back on Jaime for refusing to contribute to its future.
- What does Tyrion deserve for lighting that future on fire?

- I'm not angry at anyone.
- Why didn't you tell them?
- You won't be able to help us in this fight if I let them murder you first.
- What about aftennards?
- How do you know there is an aftennards?

- You don't have to do this yourself.
- Your father would understand...
- My father understands mercy, when there is room for it.
- And he understands honor...
- And courage.
- Let him go.
- Robb.

- Send the old man home.
- Go back to winterfell.
- Take him back.
- Theon, don't do this.

- Aren't you, reek?
- Yes, master.
- That's his new name, reek.
- Why are you doing this?
- Because reek has something to say to you.
- Don't you, reek?

- If gilly stays here, then she'll die.
- And the baby that she named after me will die.
- And I'll end up dying, too, trying to protect them.
- Which means that the last thing that I'll see in this world will be the look in her eyes when I fail them.
- And I'd rather see 1,000 white walkers than see that.

- I have to be honest, this is making me hard.
- Did you see little theon's face right before he jumped overboard?
[Mockingly] "Oh, no!"
- What a twat. [Chuckles]
- Fucking blighter! Murderer!

- everyone is your friend.
- Every possible series of events is happening all at once.
- Live that way and nothing will surprise you.
- Everything that happens will be something that you've seen before.
- Lady sansa. At the gate.

- You're gonna tell her.
- I'm not.
- 'Cause if you don't, I'm gonna hit you right in the fucking face, as hard as I can.

Cersei: [referring to Tyrion's new quarters] A bit of a comedown from chamber of the Hand. But then I don't suppose you need much room.
Tyrion: Grand Maester Pycelle made the same joke. You must be proud to be as funny as a man whose balls brush his knees.

Sandor: Your lips are moving and you're complaining about something, that's whingeing. This one's been killed six times, you don't hear him bitching about it.

- Soldier 1: Ready!
- Move!
- Fire!
- Reload!
- Soldier 2: Reload!
- Faster!
- Hurry!

- Woman 2: Here we are.
- Sharpen these for me, would ya?
- I see the head. Push. That's it.
- You're nearly there.
- One more push should do it.
- What is it? What is it?

- Ser Jaime.
- Why was beurn here?
- He's the hand of the queen.
- Why are you here?
- I met with Tyrion.

- We'll trade you.
- One of our little chickens for one of yours.
- Give us a go at your friend.
- Lowell there likes them a bit broken in.
- You're a talker.
- Listening makes me thirsty.

- You said, "the thing you need to understand about kings..."
- What? Things? What?
- When you started, you...
- Never mind.
[Mutters] Let me see you out, my dear.
- It's all right. No need.
- Yes, yes.
- Till the next time.

Margaery: [pouts as she walks in on her brother on bed with his male lover] We're late for dinner as it is.
Loras: You're very respectful.
Margaery: I'm very hungry.
[closes: ]
Margaery: What's your name?
Olyvar: Olyvar, my lady.
Margaery: I'm afraid my brother is keeping the king waiting... Olyvar.
Olyvar: [kisses his paramour one last time, then acknowledges:] My lady.
Margaery: [regards his naked body in a bemused way as he walks towards door, opens it and leaves, then looks at her brother:] Perhaps you might consider being a bit discreet?
Loras: Why? They all know about me anyway. Everybody knows everything about everyone. What's the point of trying to keep a secret in a place like this?
Margaery: In any event, you shouldn't keep your intended waiting.
Loras: My intended? Please! Tywin's dead. That means no one can force Cercei to marry me.
Margaery: Lucky you.
Loras: Unlucky you.
Margaery: You think I want that woman to marry my brother?
Loras: If she doesn't marry me, she doesn't go to Highgarden. Which means she stays in King's Landing. Which means you're trapped here with Cercei Lannister as your mother by law.
Margaery: Perhaps.
Loras: Perhaps?
Margaery: Perhaps.

Jorah: That's what you call a few guards?
- Come on! What do you got, huh?

- Tell him.
- Tell him who it belonged to.
- The Princess shireen.
- Tell him what you did to her.
- Tell him!
- We burned her at the stake.

Tyrion: [about dying at Winterfell] At least Cersei won't get to murder me... I'm sure I'll feel some satisfaction denying her that pleasure while I'm being ripped apart by dead men... Maybe after I'm dead... I'll march down to King's Landing and rip her apart.

- Best forget him.
- Not so hard. You'll scrub the skin off.
- What are you doing here?
- I need a bath.
- Help me out of these rags.
- Now get out.

Yoren: Bear's balls.
Tyrion: Oh, you're joking.
Yoren: And his brains, and his guts, his lungs, and his heart, all fried in his own fat. Well, when you're a hundred miles north of the Wall and you ate your last meal a week ago, you leave nothing for the wolves.
Tyrion: And how do a bear's balls taste?
Yoren: Bit chewy.
[Tyrion and Yoren laugh]
Yoren: What about you, my lord? What's the strangest thing you've eaten?
Tyrion: Do Dornish girls count?
[Tyrion and Yoren laugh again]

- What did the flames do to me?
- Do you remember?
- Until my last breath, I will remember.
- After I have forgotten my mother's face.
- They are my children.
- And they are the only children I will ever have.
- Take me to them.

Mance: [about his execution] How will they do it? Beheading? Hanging?
Jon: They'll burn you alive.
[pause]
Mance: Bad way to go... I'll be honest with you. I don't want to die. And burned to death? I don't want people to remember me like that, scorched and screaming. But it's better than betraying everything I believe.

- The bear and the maiden fair.
- Yes!
- There's a man with an ear.
- Too bad you got a hangnail for a cock.
- First time I saw you with your breeches down, I thought you were a eunuch.
- You've seen it, girls.
- Like a baby snail peeking out of its shell.

[last lines]
Daenerys: Shall we begin?

- What is it?
- It's...

[about the whores/women at the bar]
Bronn: They have their eyes on you, cunt.
Jaime: Not my type.
Bronn: Not blonde enough?

[after Roose Bolton refuses an offer of wine from a serving girl at the wedding]
Catelyn: Don't you drink, Lord Bolton?
Roose: Never do, my lady. Dulls the senses.
Brynden: That's the point. Didn't you marry one of these Frey girls?
Roose: Aye. Lord Walder let me choose any of his granddaughters, and promised me the girl's weight in silver as a dowry. So I have a fat young bride.
[Brynden chuckles. Catelyn stares at Roose Bolton with distaste]
Catelyn: [coldly] I hope she makes you very happy.
Roose: Well, she's made me very rich.

- I'm going to kill queen Cersei.
- Think about it.
- She kills Cersei, the war's over.
- There won't be a siege.
- You might not even die tomorrow.
- I need to go talk to my captain.
- Go ahead, talk to him.
- Soldier 1: Where's he going?

- Where are you taking me?
- I'm getting married to your aunt lysa.
- She's waiting for us at the eyrie.
- You'll be safe there.

Arya: [referring to their father] Now he's dead. Killed by the Lannisters. With your help.
Sansa: What?
[Arya shows Sansa the letter she found in Littlefinger's room - the one Sansa sent Robb long ago]
Arya: That's your pretty handwriting. Septa Mordane used to crack my knuckles 'cause I couldn't write as well as you.
[Arya reads the letter aloud]
Arya: "Robb, I write to you today with heavy heart. Our good King Robert is dead. Killed from wounds he took in a boar hunt..."
Sansa: You don't have to read it. I remember.
Arya: [keeps reading] "Father has been charged with treason. He conspired with Robert's brothers against my beloved Joffrey and tried to steal his throne. The Lannisters are treating me well and providing me with every comfort. I beg you, come to King's Landing, swear fealty to King Joffrey and prevent any strife between the great houses of Lannister and Stark. Your faithful sister, Sansa".
Sansa: They forced me to do it.
Arya: Did they? With a knife at your throat? Did they put you in a rack and stretched you till your bones started to pop?
Sansa: You should have known what it was like. I was a child.
Arya: So was I. I would have let them kill me before I betrayed my family.
Sansa: They told me it was the only way to save father.
Arya: And you were *stupid* enough to believe them. I remember you, standing on that platform with Joffrey and Cersei when they dragged father to the block. I remember the pretty dress you were wearing, I remember the fancy way you did your hair.
Sansa: You were there?
Arya: I was there. Standing in the crowd near Baelor's statue.
Sansa: And what did you do? Did you come running to the rescue? Did you fight with the Lannisters and save father?
Arya: I wanted to.
Sansa: But you didn't. Just like me.
Arya: I didn't betray him. I didn't betray Robb. I didn't betray our entire family for "my beloved Joffrey".
Sansa: You should be on your knees thanking me. We're back in Winterfell because of me. You didn't win it back, Jon didn't win it back, he lost the battle of the bastards. The knights of the Vale rode in from the north for me!

Euron: [to Jaime] I got you! I'm the man who killed Jaime Lannister.

- alive or dead.
- I will command them myself.
- So I'll only ask you once, lord snow...
[Man] Move out!
[Mormont] ..Are you a brother of the night's watch or a bastard boy who wants to play at war?

- I told you.
- Wherever you go, I go, too.
- You can't leave. They'll execute you.
- Good, good, pivot. Don't forget to pivot.
- Shield up.
- The king wants a word.

- Kill the masters.
Daenerys: How are the lessons coming?
Missandei: Very well, your grace.
- Missandei is teacher good, my queen.
- You'll have to continue later.
- It's time.

- You've had a strange journey.
- Stranger than most.
- I'd like to hear about it.
- It's a long story.
- If only we were trapped in a castle...
- In the middle of winter, with nowhere to go.

Sandor: We're fighting death. We cannot beat death.
Beric: [pointing to Arya] Say that to her.

- Guard 1: Hold on!
- Guard 2: Hold them back!
Joffrey: Just kill them! Kill them all!
- Move. Move!
- Guard 1: Pull back!
- Man 6: Tear him to pieces!
- What are you doing?
- I want these people executed!
- And they want the same for you.

Jaime: [to Walder Frey] They don't fear the Freys, though. The fear the Lannisters. We gave you the Riverlands to hold the Riverlands. If we have to ride north and take them back for you every time you lose them, why do we need you?

Mero: I'll come looking for you when this is all over.
[Mero slaps Missandei on the butt as he walks out]
Daenerys: Ser Barristan. When it come to battle, kill that one first.
Barristan: Gladly, your Grace.

- How about a nice fat pigeon?
- Oh, piss off now. Go on.
- Do you have any stale ones from yesterday?
- Or any burnt ones?
- Piss off!
- Hey, where's everyone going?
- What's happening?
- They're taking him to the sept of baelor.
- Who?
- The hand of the king.

[Anguy is helping Arya practice her archery; she lands an arrow square in the dummy's face]
Arya: Joffrey.
[Arya pierces the dummy's heart with another arrow]
Arya: Cersei.
[Arya strikes the dummy in the crotch with another arrow]
Arya: Ilyn Payne.
Anguy: You're good. You're not as good as you think you are.
Arya: Face, tits, balls. I hit him right where I wanted to.
Anguy: Aye, but you took your sweet time of it. You won't be fighting straw men, little lady. Show me your position.
[Arya draws another arrow]
Anguy: Keep your elbow high. You want your back doing the hard labor. You're holding. Never hold.
Arya: What?
Anguy: Your muscles tense up when you hold. Pull the string back to the center of your chin, and release. Never hold.
Arya: But I have to aim.
Anguy: [chuckles] Never aim.
Arya: [doubtfully] Never aim?
Anguy: Your eye knows where it wants the arrow to go. Trust your eye.

Margaery: [looking wistfully at Renly's dead body] He was very handsome.
Petyr: Yes, he was, Your Grace.
Margaery: [with irony] "Your Grace." Calling yourself a king doesn't make you one, and if Renly wasn't a king, I wasn't a queen.
Petyr: Do you want to be a queen?
Margaery: [shakes her head] No. I want to be *the* Queen.

Daenerys: [long day of hearing complaints] How many more?
Missandei: There are two hundred and twelve supplicants waiting, Your Grace.
Daenerys: [aghast] Two hundred and twelve?
[inwardly sighs]
Daenerys: Send the next one in.

Tormund: Is the big woman still here?

[Daenerys is to be wed to a barbarian conqueror]
Viserys: I need you to be perfect today. Can you do that for me? You don't want to wake the dragon, do you?
Daenerys: No.
Viserys: [nods, goes off, turns back] When they write the history of my reign, sweet sister, they'll say that it began today.

- They were gonna sell Arya to her mother at riverrun along with another prisoner.
- Big ugly fellow. Foul mouth and a face like a half-burnt ham.
- Not friendly.
- The hound.
- That's the one.
- If you find her, could you give her this?
- She liked the last one I gave her, but, well, this one turned out better.

- but it's better for you if you don't see where we're going.
- Man: Halt!
- What is it?
- Blackstrap rum.
- Not easy finding molasses in wartime.
Gendry: I'd have some.
- Let's go home.

[Catelyn tries in vain to dissuade Robb from marrying Talisa, but he does not listen to her]
Robb: My father is dead. And the only parent I have left has no right to call anyone reckless.

- Man 1: Open gate!
- Man 2: Honor guard, stand to!
- Man 3: Hold up. Easy.

- They'll sing about you forever.
- You're no king.
- Oh, but I am.
- And I fucked the queen.
- If iwin...
- I'll bring your head to Cersei so you can kiss her one last time.

Jon: The dragonglass-!
Eddison: Fuck the glass! We're gonna die here!

[Arya, Gendry and Hot Pie encounter Jaqen on the road after their escape from Harrenhal]
Arya: What are you doing here?
Jaqen: Waiting for you.
Arya: How did you know we'd come this way?
Jaqen: After all the things you have seen, this is your question?
Arya: How did you kill those guards? Was it hard?
Jaqen: No harder than taking a new name, if you know the way.
Arya: Show me how. I want to be able to do it too.
Jaqen: If you would learn, you must come with me.
Arya: Where?
Jaqen: Far and away across the Narrow Sea, to Braavos.
Arya: My dancing master's from Braavos.
Jaqen: [chuckles] To be a dancing master is a special thing, but... to be a Faceless Man... that is something else entirely. A girl has many names on her lips. Joffrey. Cersei. Tywin Lannister. Ilyn Payne. The Hound. Names to offer up to the Red God. She could offer them all. One by one.
Arya: I want to... but I can't. I need to find my brother and mother. And my sister. I need to find her too.
Jaqen: Then we must part. A man has duties as well.
[Jaqen reaches into a pouch and produces a coin]
Jaqen: Here.
Arya: What is it?
Jaqen: A coin of great value.
Arya: [takes the coin] Could it buy a horse?
Jaqen: It is not meant for the buying of horses.
Arya: Then what good is it?
Jaqen: If the day comes when you must find me again, just give that coin to any man from Braavos and say these words to him: "Valar morghulis."
Arya: "Valar morghulis."
[Jaqen starts to walk away]
Arya: Please don't go, Jaqen.
Jaqen: [turns back to Arya] Jaqen is dead. Say it again: "Valar morghulis."
Arya: "Valar morghulis."
Jaqen: Good.
[Jaqen turns away, and when he looks back, his face has mysteriously changed to that of a stranger. Arya stares at him in shock]
Jaqen: Farewell, Arya Stark.

- We have no families.
- None of us will ever father sons.
- I don't care about that.
- You might, if you knew what it meant.
[Sighs] I'd better get inside, rescue your father from his guests.
- We'll talk later.

Daenerys: I'm not coming to conquer the North. I'm coming to *save* the North.
[to: ]
Daenerys: We sail together.

- -Hes9x
- He doesn't know what's happening.
- He follows me around all day, clutching my leg, crying...
- Close the windows!
- I can't stand it!
- Please make them stop!
- Fire.
- You stay here. I'll come back.

- Jon.
- A raven came from the citadel.
- A white raven.
- Winter is here.
- Well, father always promised, didn't he?

- to keep them alive in memory...
- For those who come after us and those who come after them, for as long as men draw breath.
- They were the shields that guarded the realms of men.
- And we shall never see their like again.

- And she grows more powerful and more sure that she is good and right.
- She believes her destiny is to build a better world for everyone.
- If you believed that...
- If you truly believed it, wouldn't you kill whoever stood between you and paradise?

- Where's sansa?
- Guard 3: Through the door.
- Guard 4: Come on.
- Push hard.
- Protect the king!
- Get back!
- Fall back!

- I don't care what you swear because you're a liar.
- You lied to gendry, you lied to me.
- You'll lie to anyone.
- I hope the lannisters kill you all.
- One day you'll understand, but now...
- Anguy, bring her back.
- Man: Come back, girl!

[Jaime and Bronn stand on a parapet at King's Landing. Bronn has just spoken to a Lannister soldier]
Bronn: I still enjoy it when they call me, "m'lord."
Jaime: The thrill will fade.
Bronn: If we live that long.
[the castle is surrounded by Daenerys Targaryen's Unsullied Army, which is laying siege to the city. Bronn surveys the Unsullied legions below]
Bronn: Men without cocks. You wouldn't find me fighting in an army if I had no cock. What's left to fight for?
Jaime: Gold?
Bronn: I spend my life around soldiers. What do you think they spend that gold on?
Jaime: Family.
Bronn: Not without a cock, you don't.
Jaime: [drily] Maybe it really is all cocks in the end.
Bronn: And yet, your brother has chosen to side with the cockless.
Jaime: Yes. He's always been a champion of the downtrodden.
[They watch as waves of Dothraki warriors arrive on horseback, riding in front of the castle, yelling war cries, and waving their swords]
Bronn: I think we're about to be the downtrodden.

- What will she do there?
- She will see.
Arya: See what?
Jaqen H'ghar: How can a man tell a girl this?
- If he knew what she would see, there would be no reason to send her.
- Oysters, clams and cookies!

Jaime: In the name of the Warrior, I charge you to be brave. In the name of the Father, I charge you to be just. In the name of the mother, I charge to you to defend the innocent. Rise Ser Brienne of Tarth, Knight of the Seven Kingdoms.

- If you do what needs to be done.
- What?
[Shouting] How does it feel knowing those men all died so you could skip through the snow with your little savage girl?
- I didn't.
- I should have known better, trusting a traitor's bastard.
- He's not yours to kill, crow.

[a pack of wolves surround and growl at Arya. A large direwolf appears]
Arya: Nymeria?
[Arya puts her sword down]
Arya: Nymeria, it's me, Arya. I'm heading North, girl. Back to Winterfell, I'm finally going home. Come with me. Come with me.
[Nymeria and the other wolves leave. Arya is left alone in disbelief]
Arya: That's not you.

- I was afraid he'd turn you and little Sam away.
- I'm not angry at you.
- I'm angry that horrible people can treat good people that way and get away with it.
- When do you have to go?
- First light.

- Next time I have an idea like that, punch me in the face.

- No, you can't. No! Please!
- No! Not my barra!
- Please. Please.
- Enough. Get it done.
- Kill the bastard.
- Woman: No, no!
- Please.
- Give it here.
- No, please.

- Yes.
- Think they'll find you?
- Yes.
- You're brave.
- Stupid, but brave.
- We start again at first light. Get some sleep.

Sansa: The men in my family don't do well in the capital.

- Only when I was fucking your grandma.
- I'll ask khal moro for a night with you.
- What do you think?
- Pretty eyes, but she's an idiot.
- She doesn't have to be smart to get fucked in the ass.
- I like to talk when I'm finished.
- Othennise, we might as well be dogs.

Ser: No one can survive in this world without help.

Daario: [describing Grey Worm] He's the toughest man with no balls I've ever met!

Barristan: Life is strange. Not so many years ago, we fought as enemies at the Trident.
Eddard: I'm glad we never met on the field, Ser Barristan. As is my wife. I don't think the widow's life would suit her.
Barristan: [chuckles] You're too modest. I've seen you cut down a dozen great knights.
Eddard: My father once told me you were the best he'd ever seen. Never knew the man to be wrong about matters of combat.
Barristan: He was a fine man, your father. What the Mad King did to him was a terrible crime.

Joffrey: I'll tell you what. I'm going to give you a present. After I raise my armies, and kill your traitor brother, I'll give you his head as well.
Sansa: Or maybe he'll give me yours.

- Listen. Listen to me, my lady.
- I'm not your lady.
- You are.
- You'll always be my lady.
- I'm your whore.
- And when you are tired of fucking me, I will be nothing.

- You are the biggest little liar I have ever met.
- Why do you think I am so little?
- I'm being crushed beneath the weight of all that truth.
- Ned stark actually slept on this.
- As if the poor man didn't suffer enough.
- One of the many changes we'll have to make around here.

Tyrion: Trust me. My own recent experience with slavery has taught me the horrors of that institution.
Missandei: How many days were you a slave?
Tyrion: Long enough to know.
Missandei: Not long enough to understand.

Sansa: You shouldn't have run away from the guards.
Arya: I didn't run. You need better guards.

Catelyn: If you lose, your father dies, your sisters die, we die.
Robb: Well, that makes it simple then.
Catelyn: I suppose it does.

Samwell: Uh, the archmaester is less than enthusiastic about the salutary effects of brothels.
Bronn: Well, I imagine he isn't using them properly.
Brienne: I think we can all agree that ships take precedence over brothels.
Bronn: I think that's a very presumptuous statement.
Tyrion: I once brought a jackass and a honeycomb into a brothel.

- yourpnnce.
- Your prince!
- Everything they've done to him, they've also done to you.
- Myran da: Yes!
Yara: As long as they can hurt our prince with impunity, the word "ironborn" means nothing.

Soldier: They're coming up!
- Look out!

- In the old times, whenever braavos stood in danger, the titan would step with fire in his eyes.
- He'd Wade into the sea and smash the enemies.
- He's just a statue.
- Don't be afraid. He's announcing our arrival.
- I'm not afraid.

Brienne: Yes, it's in the past. It doesn't mean I forget.

- It's time to tell Jon the truth.
- No, no.
- You're his brother.
- Shouldn't you tell him?
- I'm not his brother.
- He trusts you more than anyone.
- Now's the time.

- Look into the fire, my king.
- Look.
- I see fire.
- Keep looking.
- Do you see?
- Do you see, my king?

- Come on!
- Come on!
- Stop!

- To eat.
- To eat.
- She thinks you want to eat her baby.
- His valyrian is terrible.
- He only wants to give you money, so your baby can eat.

Daenerys: I don't want to be his queen. I want to go home.
Viserys: So do I. I want us both to go home, but, they took it from us. So tell me, sweet sister, how do we go home?
Daenerys: I don't know.
Viserys: We go home with an army. With Khal Drogo's army. I would let his whole tribe fuck you - all forty thousand men - and their horses too if that's what it took.

Eddard: Winter is coming.

- I have some unfinished business.
- Me too.
- I don't plan on coming back.
- Neither do I.
- Gonna leave me to die again if I get hurt?
- Probably.

Samwell: That's what death is, isn't it?... forgetting. Being forgotten... if we forget where we've been and what we've done, we're not men anymore... just animals.

High: [to Cersei] Strip away the gold and ornaments, knock down the statues and pillars and this is what remains. Something simple... and solid and true. The Tyrells' finery will be stripped away. Their lies knocked down. Their true hearts laid bare for all to see. And so it will be for all of us. High and low alike. What will we find when we strip away your finery?

Bran: When my father died, I dreamt it.
Jojen: You didn't dream it, you saw it. So did I.
Bran: You have the sight, too?
Jojen: [nods] When I told my father about your father, for the first time in my life, I saw him cry.
Bran: And your father is Howland Reed?
Jojen: Yeah.
Bran: He saved my father's life during the rebellion.
Jojen: Your father told you about the rebellion? Mine never did. But I saw that, too.
Bran: What else have you seen?
Jojen: Only one thing that matters. You.

Thoros: Clegane! What the fuck you doing here?
Sandor: Chasing them, you?
Thoros: Hanging them.
Sandor: Any particular reason?
Beric: They're our men. Or they were. they attacked a nearby sept and murdered the villagers. Why do you want them?
Sandor: Same reason. I was helping build it. They killed a friend of mine.
Thoros: You've got friends?
Sandor: Not anymore.

- It gets lonely at sea.
- Are we in king's landing?
Euron: Mmm.
- You picked the losing side.
- Then I'll sail the iron fleet somewhere else.
- But first I'm gonna fuck the queen.

Grand: [reads the day's proclamations in court] Lastly, in these times of treason and turmoil, it is the view of the council that the life and safety of King Joffrey be of paramount importance.
Cersei: Ser Barristan Selmy.
Barristan: [steps forward and kneels] Your Grace. I am yours to command.
Cersei: Rise, Ser Barristan. You may remove your helm.
[Selmy does so]
Cersei: You have served the realm long and faithfully. Every man and woman in the Seven Kingdoms owes you thanks. But it is time to put aside your armor and your sword. It is time to rest and look back with pride on your many years of service.
Barristan: Your Grace, the Kingsguard is a sworn brotherhood. Our vows are taken for life. Only death relieves us of our sacred trust.
Cersei: Whose death, Ser Barristan? Yours or your king's?
Joffrey: You let my father die. You're too old to protect anybody.
Barristan: Your Grace...
Cersei: The council has determined that Ser Jaime Lannister will take your place as Lord Commander of the Kingsguard.
Barristan: The man who profaned his blade with the blood of the king he had sworn to defend!
Cersei: Careful, ser!
Lord: We have nothing but gratitude for your long service, good ser. You shall be given a stout keep beside the sea, with servants to look after your every need.
Barristan: A hall to die in, and men to bury me.
[Selmy angrily removes his armor and throws it on the ground]
Barristan: I am a knight! I shall die a knight!
Petyr: A naked knight, apparently.
[the court laughs, except Sansa who feels sorry for the veteran knight. The crowd suddenly falls into silence as Ser Barristan draws his sword. The other Kingsguard knights draw their swords too]
Barristan: [to the other knights of the Kingsguard] Even now, I could cut through the five of you like carving a cake!
[pause]
Barristan: Here, boy!
[Selmy defiantly throws the sword down at the foot of the Iron Throne]
Barristan: Melt it down and add it to the others!
[Selmy stalks out of the courtroom. No one dares to stop him]

Sansa: [re Winterfell supplies] I did not account for Dothraki, Unsullied and two full-grown dragons. What do dragons eat, anyway?
Daenerys: Whatever they want.

Lord: [to his child spy] What have I told you, Martha?
Martha: The greater the risk, the greater the reward.
Lord: [nods] Go on. They'll be missing you in the kitchen.

- "It wouldn't even have to be a big dragon,"
- I told him.
- "It could be little, like me."
- Everyone laughed like it was the funniest thing they had ever heard.
- Then my father told me the last dragon had died a century ago.
- I cried myself to sleep that night.

- And in astapor, the council you installed to rule over the city has been overthrown by a butcher named cleon who's declared himself
- "his imperial majesty."
Daenerys: Please leave me.
- Not you, jorah.

- Stay down, or I'll kill you.
- I said stay down or I'll kill you!

- Comport yourself with dignity at the vale and try to stay out of fights.
Young: Yes, father.
Rickard: But if you have to fight, win.
- Bran! Bran, wake up!

[Varys visits Ned in the black cells]
Lord: Lord Stark. You must be thirsty.
[Varys offers Ned a canteen]
Eddard: Varys.
Lord: I promise you, it isn't poison.
[Ned does not move]
Lord: Why is it no one ever trusts the eunuch?
[Varys opens the canteen, takes a drink, and hands it to Ned, who gulps it down]
Lord: Not so much, my lord. I would save the rest if I were you. Hide it. Men have been known to die of thirst in these cells.
Eddard: What about my daughters?
Lord: The younger one seems to have escaped the castle. Even my little birds cannot find her.
Eddard: And Sansa?
Lord: Still engaged to Joffrey. Cersei will keep her close. The rest of your household are... all dead, it grieves me to say. I do so hate the sight of blood.
Eddard: You watched my men being slaughtered and did nothing.
Lord: And would again, my lord. I was unarmed, unarmored, and surrounded by Lannister swords. When you look at me, do you see a hero?
[pause]
Lord: What madness led you to tell the queen you'd learned the truth about Joffrey's birth?
Eddard: The madness of mercy. That she might save her children.
Lord: Ah, the children. It's always the innocents who suffer. It wasn't the wine that killed Robert, nor the boar. The wine slowed him down and the boar ripped him open, but it was your mercy that killed the king.
[pause]
Lord: I trust you know you're a dead man, Lord Eddard.
Eddard: The queen can't kill me. Cat holds her brother.
Lord: The wrong brother, sadly, and lost to her. Your wife has let the Imp slip through her fingers.
Eddard: If that's true... then slit my throat and be done with it.
Lord: Not today, my lord.
[Varys turns to leave]
Eddard: Tell me something, Varys. Who do you truly serve?
Lord: The realm, my lord. Someone must.
[Varys walks away, leaving Ned in the darkness]

Rorge: There's a price on your head.
Sandor: Guess that's what the king does when you tell him to fuck off.
Rorge: The king's dead. He drank poisoned wine at his own wedding. The bounty on you is for killing Lannister soldiers. 100 silver stags.
Sandor: And you thought you were going to collect it? Didn't think very hard, did you?

Jaqen: [to Arya, in the Hall of Faces] Is a girl ready... to give up her ears, her nose, her tongue? Her hopes and dreams, her loves and hates? All that makes a girl who she Is?
[as Arya's finger strokes over the dead woman's face]
Jaqen: Forever? No. A girl is not ready to become no one. But she is ready to become someone else.

Meera: It's good land and there's no war up here. Why leave?
Bran: Wildlings.
[as: ]
Bran: Sorry. But they come over the Wall and raid and steal and carry off women.
Rickon: Old Nan said they turn your skull into a cup and make you drink your own blood from it.
[Osha scowls at him]
Rickon: That's what Old Nan said.
Jojen: There's a storm coming.
Bran: I don't see any.
[then, distant thunder]
Meera: It's as good a place to stay as any.
Osha: [grinning at Rickon] We can drink some blood while we wait. I don't need much.

- And you agreed to it.
- You gave him your word.
- Treat your oaths recklessly, and your people will do the same.
- If your father lived his life for one thing...
- My father is dead.
- And the only parent I have left has no right to call anyone reckless.

Daenerys: I haven't given you permission to leave.
Jon: With respect, Your Grace, I don't need your permission. I am a king. Now I came here, knowing that you could have your men behead me or your dragons burn me alive. I put must trust in you. A stranger. Because I knew it was the best chance for my people. For ALL our people. Now I'm asking you to trust in a stranger because it's our best chance.

[repeated line]
Melisandre: The night is dark and full of terrors.

- You shot me.
- You're no son of mine.
- I am your son.
- I have always been your son.

- Loras! Highgarden!
- Get him!
- Crowd: Oh!
- Yield! I yield.

- Soldier 1: Hold the wall!
- Soldier 2: The wall, they're coming up!
- Soldier 3: Hold the wall!
- Soldier 4: Hold the wall!
- Draw!
- Come on!

- They're attacking the southern gate!
- Alliser: Now? Janos: Now.
- I'm going down there.
- Brother slynt, you have the wall.
- What?
- What are you fucking waiting for? Loose!
- You heard the man. Loose!

- The rules were wrong.
- I was doing what I was meant to be doing and he knew it.
- Now he's dead.
- Killed by the lannisters.
- With your help.
- What?

[after being released from jail by Jaime, Tyrion sneaks into his father's chambers. He finds Shae in Tywin's bed, wearing the golden chain he gave her once]
Shae: [mumbles] Tywin? My lion.
[Shae raises her head. As her vision becomes clear, she sees Tyrion, looking hurt and betrayed. She grabs a knife. Tyrion charges at her. They fight, and Tyrion forces her to drop the knife. They continue to struggle violently. Tyrion grabs the chain around her neck, the necklace he had given her, and strangles her with it until she is dead. He sinks to the floor and sits next to Shae's lifeless body, weeping]
Tyrion: I'm sorry... I'm sorry.
[Tyrion stares at the wall across the room and sees several weapons on display, among them a crossbow, and his expression quickly darkens. He takes the crossbow, then heads down the hall to the privy, opening the door to find his father seated upon the toilet]

- We all die today.
- I say we do our best to take Thorne with us when we go.
- We need to fight, but we don't need to die.
- Not if we have help.
- Who is gonna help us?
- You're not the only ones who owe your lives to Jon snow.

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.

- Sometimes I look at you and I think, "so that's what I'll be like when I grow old."
- If you grow old.
- If I grow old.
Daario: I hope I do.
- I want to see what the world looks like when she's done conquering it.
- So do I.

- Torgo nudho.
- You have walked beside me since the Plaza of pride.
- You are the bravest of men, the most loyal of soldiers.
- I name you commander of all my forces, the queen's master of war.

- They were here together, the children and the first men.
- Doing what? Fighting each other?

- The khalasar is gone.
- A khal who cannot ride is no khal.
- The Dothraki follow only the strong.
- I'm sorry, my Princess.

- Your vassals are starting to snigger behind your back.
- Brides aren't usually virgins two weeks after their wedding night.
[Scoffs] And margaery's a virgin?
- Officially.
- Shall I bring her to you?

- Jon isn't tormund.
- Jon isn't davos, the red woman, or Stannis for that matter.
- Jon is Jon.
- He's my brother.
- He'll keep me safe. I trust him.
- Then why did you lie to him when he asked you how you learned about riverrun?

- Thoros.
- Thoros.

Jaime: I owe you a debt.
Brienne: When Catelyn Stark released you, we both made a promise to her. Now it's your promise. You gave your word. Keep it and consider the debt paid.
Jaime: [nods solemnly] I will return the Stark girls to their mother. I swear it.
Brienne: [nods] Good-bye, Ser Jaime.

- Bless him with stone.
- Bless him with steel.
- What is dead may never die.
- What is dead may never die.
- But rises again harder and stronger.
- Stand.

Lord: The Seven Kingdoms need someone stronger than Tommen but gentler than Stannis. A monarch who could intimidate the High Lords and inspire the people. A ruler loved by millions, with a powerful army, and the right family name.
Tyrion: Good luck finding him.
Lord: Who said anything about "him"?

Margaery: Lady Sansa, it is an honor to present my grandmother, the Lady Olenna of House Tyrell.
Olenna: Kiss me, child.
[Olenna extends her hand, and Sansa kisses it]
Olenna: It's so good of you to visit me and my foolish flock of hens. We're very sorry for your losses.
Sansa: And I was sorry when I heard of Lord Renly's death, Lady Margaery. He was very gallant.
Olenna: Gallant, yes, and charming and very clean. He knew how to dress and smile, and somehow this gave him the notion he was fit to be king.
Margaery: Renly was brave and gentle, Grandmother. Father liked him, and so did Loras.
Olenna: Loras is young and very good at knocking men off horses with a stick. That does NOT make him wise. As for your fathead father...
Margaery: Grandmother! What will Sansa think of us?
Olenna: She might think we have some wits about us. One of us, at any rate.
[Olenna looks at Sansa]
Olenna: It was treason. I warned them. Robert has two sons and Renly has an older brother. How can he possibly have any claim to that ugly iron chair? We should have stayed well out of all this, if you ask me. But once the cow's been milked, there's no squirting the cream back up her udder, so here we are to see things through. What do you say to that, Sansa?
[Sansa does not know what to say]

Myrcella: You looked different when I left. You had more hair.
Jaime: [dryly] And more hands.

- Oh, move aside.
- What are you doing?
- I'm taking your shirt off.

- Get up.
- Get up.
- Man: That's it, lad, put it inside.
- Get the fire going again. We're all freezing.
- Man: Aye. We need you in the journey.
- Boy: I promise I'll do it.
- Man: I've got to have a piss.

[Stannis lies wounded beneath a tree after his army has been defeated by the Boltons. Brienne approaches him]
Stannis: Bolton has women fighting for him?
Brienne: I don't fight for the Boltons. I'm Brienne of Tarth. I was Kingsguard to Renly Baratheon. I was there when he was murdered by a shadow with your face. You murdered him with blood magic?
Stannis: I did.
Brienne: [draws Oathkeeper] In the name of Renly of House Baratheon, First of His Name, Rightful King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm, I, Brienne of Tarth, sentence you to die. Do you have any last words?
Stannis: Go on, do your duty.
[Brienne pauses while contemplating Stannis' words. She swings Oathkeeper]

Daenerys: I was born to rule the Seven Kingdoms, and I will!
Jon: You'll be ruling over a graveyard if we don't defeat the Night's King.
Tyrion: The war against my sister has already begun. You can't expect us to halt hostilities and join you in fighting... whatever you saw beyond the wall.
Davos: You don't believe him? I understand that, it sounds like nonsense. But if destiny has brought Daenerys Targaryen back to our shores, it has also made Jon Snow King in the North. You were the first to bring Dothraki to Westeros? He is the first to make allies of wildlings and Northmen. He was named Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, he was named King in the North, not because of his birthright. He HAS no birthright, he's a damn bastard! All those hard sons of bitches chose him as their leader, because they believed in him. All those things you don't believe in, he faced those things, he fought those things for the good of his people. He risked his life for his people. He took a knife in the heart for his people. He gave his own...
[Davos trails off as Jon looks at him]
Davos: If we don't put aside our enmities and band together, we will die. And then it doesn't matter whose skeleton sits on the Iron Throne.
Tyrion: If it doesn't matter, then you might as well kneel. Swear your allegiance to Queen Daenerys, help her to defeat my sister, and together, our armies will protect the North.
Jon: [irritably] There's no time for that. There's no time for any of this! While we stand here debating...
Tyrion: It takes no time to bend the knee. Pledge your sword to her cause.
Jon: [angrily] And why would I do that?
[Jon speaks to Daenerys]
Jon: I mean no offense, Your Grace, but I don't know you. As far as I can tell, your claim to the throne rests entirely on your father's name, and my own father fought to overthrow the Mad King. The lords of the North placed their trust in me to lead them, and I will continue to do so as well as I can.

Petyr: When the queen proclaims one king and the king's Hand proclaims another, whose peace do the Gold Cloaks protect? Who do they follow? The man who pays them.

- You're going to miss.
- Oh, I never miss.
- You will. You're thinking too much.
- Now you're nervous. "What if she's right?"
- Luck.
- Now it's my turn.
- You're too slow.
- You've always been too slow.

- I've seen it, your grace.
- Seen what?
- The army of the dead.
- And when they come...
- We have to know how to fight them.
- Keep reading, samwell tarly.

Robert: [after Arya is accused of an unprovoked attack on Joffrey] Ned, see to it that your daughter is disciplined. I'll do the same with my son.
Eddard: Gladly, Your Grace.
Cersei: And what of the direwolf? What of the beast that savaged your son?
Robert: I'd forgot the damned wolf.
Jaime: We found no trace of the direwolf, Your Grace.
Robert: No? So be it.
Cersei: We have another wolf.
Robert: As you will.
Eddard: You can't mean it.
Robert: A direwolf's no pet. Get her a dog. She'll be happier for it.
Sansa: He doesn't mean Lady, does he? No, no, not Lady! Lady didn't bite anyone! She's good!
Arya: Lady wasn't there! You leave her alone!
Sansa: [to Ned] Stop them. Don't let them do it. Please, please, it wasn't Lady!
Eddard: Is this your command, Your Grace?
Cersei: [Robert leaves without answering] Where is the beast?
Jaime: Chained up outside, Your Grace.
Cersei: Ser Ilyn, do me the honor.
Eddard: No. Jory... take the girls to their rooms. If it must be done, then I'll do it myself.
Cersei: Is this some trick?
Eddard: The wolf is of the North. She deserves better than a butcher.

- Is it "we" already?
- Have you taken your vows, then?
- Soon enough.
- Give my regards to the night's watch.
- I'm sure it will be thrilling to serve in such an elite force. And if not...
- It's only for life.

- All hail bran the broken, first of his name, king of the andals and the first men, lord of the six kingdoms and protector of the realm.
- All: All hail bran the broken!

- A smart commander does not abandon a defensive advantage.
- As long as we stay behind these walls, they can't touch us.
- Not to mention that the snow is so deep, we couldn't get an army through to engage them even if we wanted to.
- I don't need an army.
- I need 20 good men.

Tyrion: We are a group of people who do not like one another, as this recent demonstration has shown. We have suffered at each other's hands. We have lost people we love at each other's hands. If all we wanted was more of the same, there would be no need for this gathering. We are entirely capable of waging war against each other without meeting face-to-face.
Cersei: So instead, we should settle our differences and live together in harmony for the rest of our days?
Tyrion: We all know that will never happen.
Cersei: Then why are we here?
Jon: This isn't about living in harmony. It's just about living.

- Uh uh uh uh uh.
- You... walk.

- Money buys a man's silence for a time.
- A bolt in the heart buys it forever.
- He was helping me because I saved his life.
- Yes, and he gave you a priceless necklace that once belonged to his grandmother.
- The last legacy of house hollard.

[explosions]
Tyrion: Despite appearances, I think you'll find the city's on the rise.
[explosions]
Tyrion: Perhaps we should take shelter.
Daenerys: The city's on the rise?
Tyrion: Meereen is strong. Commerce has returned to the markets. The people are behind you.
[closer explosion]
Tyrion: Well, not all the people, of course. No ruler that's ever lived had the support of all the people. But the rebirth of Meereen is the cause of all this violence.
[another explosion]
Tyrion: The Masters cannot let Meereen succeed. Because if Meereen succeeds, a city without slavery...
[fireball heard zooming past]
Tyrion: a city without Masters...
[glass shatters]
Tyrion: it proves that no one needs a Master.
[another fireball whines overhead]
Daenerys: Good. Shall we begin?
Tyrion: Do we have a plan?
Daenerys: I will crucify the Masters. I will set their fleets afire,
[distant hit]
Daenerys: kill every last one of their soldiers, and return their cities to the dirt. *That* is my plan.
[Tyrion seems understandably skeptic in light of them being under siege]
Daenerys: You don't approve?
Tyrion: You once told me you knew what your father was. Did you know his plans for King's Landing when the Lannister armies were at his gates?
[another distant hit]
Tyrion: Probably not. Well, he told my brother, and Jaime told me. He had caches of wildfire, hidden under the Red Keep, the Sept of Barlow, all the major thoroughfares...

Arya: You heading to King's Landing?
Sandor: I have some unfinished business.
Arya: Me too.
Sandor: I don't plan on coming back.
Arya: Neither do I.

[Shireen teaches Gilly how to read]
Shireen: Come on, you know this one.
Gilly: [looking at the letter S] It looks like an animal. Snake... Ssssnake. S. It's an S.
Shireen: Right, very good.
Samwell: [reads a book] Did you know that the youngest Lord Commander in history, Osric Stark, was elected at the age of 10?
Gilly: I know "S".
Shireen: You'll learn, I promise. I taught Ser Davos, and old people are terrible at learning new things.
Gilly: Well, you're a wonderful teacher.
[Gilly looks at Sam]
Gilly: Very patient.
Samwell: I only said that the more time that you spend practicing, the faster you'll be able to read.
Gilly: That's all right. We're doing just fine. I'm sure you and... Ostrich Stark have a lot to talk about.

- I'm not going to stand for this.
- I barely touched her.
- Now, you charge twice as much as every other brothel and this is what I get, crying.
- One moment, my friend. A moment.

- Dumb cunt.
- Oh, fuck.

Sandor: If any of these flaming fucking arrows come near me, I'll strangle you with your own guts!

- Thanks.
- Take care of yourself, hot pie.
- Try not to get killed.
- Ah, I won't.
- I'm like you, arry.
[Sniffs] I'm a survivor.
- 200 miles to king's landing.

- To the mud gate, go now!
- First and second squads, to the gate!
- To the mud gate!
- Hound: Any man dies with a clean sword,
- I'll rape his fucking corpse.

Gendry: What about you anyway? You thought they were after you? Why? Did you kill someone or is it just because you're a girl?
Arya: I'm not a girl.
Gendry: Yes, you are. Do you think I'm as stupid as the rest of them?
Arya: Stupider. The Night's Watch doesn't take girls, everyone knows that.
Gendry: Yeah, that's true, but you're still a girl.
Arya: I am not!
Gendry: Yeah? Well, pull your cock out and take a piss, then.
Arya: I don't need to take a piss.
[pause]
Arya: Lommy and Hot Pie can't know. No one can know.
Gendry: Well, they won't. Not from me.
Arya: My name's not Arry. It's Arya, of House Stark. Yoren is taking me home to Winterfell.
Gendry: [referring to Eddard] He was your father, the Hand, the traitor.
Arya: He was never a traitor. Joffrey is a liar.
Gendry: So you're a highborn, then. You're a lady.
Arya: No. I mean, yes. My mother was a lady and my sister...
Gendry: Yeah, but you were a lord's daughter, and you lived in a castle and you... look, all that about cocks, I should never have said... and I've been pissing in front of you and everything. I should be calling you "my lady".
Arya: Do not call me "my lady".
Gendry: As my lady commands.
[Arya shoves Gendry]
Gendry: Well, that was unladylike.
[Arya shoves Gendry again and knocks him to the ground. She walks away. Gendry laughs]

- Rickard karstark, lord of karhold, here, in sight of gods and men, I sentence you to die.
- Would you speak a final word?
- Kill me and be cursed.
- You are no king of mine.

- Sounded like a good scrap.
- Aye.
- It was a proper scrap.
- The ironborn thought you were some kind of god.
- The way you were waving that flaming sword.
- I thought you were the bravest man
- I ever saw.
- Just the drunkest.

Ramsay: My mother taught me not to throw stones at cripples... but my father taught me: aim for their head!

[Bobono, portraying Tyrion, enters the stage, carrying a prop crossbow. Izembaro, portraying Tywin, is sitting on a prop toilet]
Bobono: [as Tyrion] What is that I hear and smell? Someone I'll soon send to hell. It's time to see if truth they told, who said Tywin Lannister shits gold!
["Tyrion" shoots "Tywin". "Tywin" cries out]
Izembaro: [as Tywin] You beast. You beast. You killed my wife and now you've taken your father's life.

Ygritte: Now, you could be free too. You don't need to live your whole life taking commands from old men. Wake up when you want to wake up. I could show you the streams to fish, the woods to hunt. Build yourself a cabin and find a woman to lie with in the night. You're a pretty lad. Girls will claw each other's eyes out to get naked with you.
Jon: Walk!
Ygritte: I could teach you how to do it.
Jon: I know how to do it.
Ygritte: You know nothing, Jon Snow.

- I'm not done with my drink.
- Man 1: You saved the day.
- Man 2: You owe me one.
- Don't forget that.
- Man 1: For the rest of my days.
- Are you ready now?
- This is my drink.

Samwell: And your father...
- Your real father was rhaegar Targaryen.
- You've never been a bastard.
- You're aegon Targaryen, true heir to the iron throne.
- I'm sorry,
- I know it's a lot to take in.

- Khal drogo will make a gift of them to the slavers, and the slavers will give us gold...
- And silk, and steel.
Daenerys: I thought the Dothraki didn't believe in money.
- Gold to hire ships, Princess, ships to sail to Westeros.

- There's no need to execute me, ser davos.
- I'll be dead before the dawn.

- You raped her!
- You murdered her!

Tywin: State your name.
Shae: Shae.
Tywin: Do you swear by all the Gods that your testimony will be true and honest?
Shae: I swear it.
Tywin: Do you know this man?
Shae: Yes. Tyrion Lannister.
Tywin: How do you know him?
Shae: I was handmaiden to his wife Lady Sansa.
Tywin: This man stands accused of murdering King Joffrey. What do you know of this?
Shae: I know that he's guilty.
[crowd gasps]
Shae: He and Sansa planned it together.
[crowd murmurs]
Tywin: Silence! Continue.
Shae: She wanted revenge for her father, her mother, her brother. She blamed their deaths on the King. Tyrion was happy to help. He hated Joffrey. He hated the Queen. He hated you, my Lord.
[crowd exclaims]
Shae: He stole poison from the Grand Maester' s chamber to put in Joffrey's wine.
Oberyn: How could you possibly know all this? Why would he reveal such plans to his wife's maid?
Shae: I wasn't just her maid. I was his whore.
Mace: [as crowd murmurs] I beg your pardon? You were his...?
Shae: His whore.
Tywin: How did you come to be in his service?
Shae: He stole me. I was with another man. A knight in your Lordship's army. But when Tyrion arrived at the camp, he sent one of his cutthroats into our tent. He broke the knights arm and brought me to Lord Tyrion. "You belong to me now," he said. "I want you to fuck me like it's my last night in this world."
[crowd roars with laughter]
Tywin: Silence! Silence!
[laughing stops]
Oberyn: And did you?
Shae: Did I what?
Oberyn: Fuck him like it was his last night in this world?
Shae: I did everything he wanted. Whatever he told me to do to him. Whatever he felt like doing to me. I kissed him where he wanted. I licked him where he wanted. I let him... . put himself where he wanted. I was his property. I would wait in his chambers for hours so he could use me when he was bored. He ordered me to call him "my lion," so I did. I took his face in my hands and said "I am yours and you are mine."
[crowd murmurs]
Tyrion: [painful tone] Shae...
[shakes his head]
Tyrion: Please don't.
Shae: I am a whore. Remember?
[addressing the court again: ]
Shae: That was before he met Sansa. After that, all he wanted was her. But she wouldn't let him into her bed. So he promised to kill King Joffrey for her.
[crowd clamors]

- A Smith and a salesman.
- Gendry stole us weapons.
- Ah!
- Fought your way out of harrenhal, I see.
- He knows how to use a sword and so do I.
- My brothers taught me.
- Men: Ooh!

- Have you ever reaped the grain?
- Has anyone in house Tyrell?
- A lifetime of wealth and power has left you blind in one eye.
- You are the few, we are the many.
- And when the many stop fearing the few...

- I'm all right.
- You're not.
- Just a bit woozy.

- I am a whore.
- Remember?
- That was before he married sansa.
- After that, all he wanted was her.
- But she wouldn't let him into her bed.
- So he promised to kill king Joffrey for her.

- Fine, fine, but you will cut it off all the same.
- I do hope you accept, my friends.
- You will not receive a better offer.
- Let us sail on the tide of freedom instead of being drowned by it.
- And as a parting gift to our honored guests.

Man of the Night's Watch: A letter for the lord commander.
Jon: I'm not the lord commander anymore.
[Reads letter]
Jon: To the traitor and bastard Jon Snow, You allowed thousands of wildlings past the wall, you have betrayed your own kind, you have betrayed the North. Winterfell is mine, bastard, come and see. Your brother Rickon is in my dungeon, his direwolf's skin is on my floor, come and see. I want my bride back. Send her to me, bastard, and I won't trouble you or your wildling lovers. Keep her from me and I will ride north and slaughter every wildling, man, woman and babe living under your protection. You will watch as I skin them living. You...
[stops]
Sansa: Go on.
Jon: Just more of the same.
Sansa: You will watch as my soldiers take turns raping your sister. You will watch as my dogs devour your wild little brother. Then I will spoon your eyes from their sockets and let my dogs do the rest, come and see. Ramsay Bolton, Lord of Winterfell and warden of the North

Petyr: The past is the past, the future is all that is worth discussing.

- Look.
- Hound: A bear.
- Big fucker.
- Do bears have blue eyes?

- Not for bastards.
- That's all of them, my lord.
Tyrion: Thank you, my dear. Pod.
- Pod. Take them outside.
- I'll be there in a moment.
- Yes, my lord.

- Well...
- At least I'll be allowed home again, now that my brother's the lord.
- Your brother stood with your father.

- They only eat grass.
- And wolves.
- My lord.
Cersei: He could hear them howling in the night.
- The little cub was frightened.
- His mother said, "you are a lion, my son.
- You mustn't be afraid.

[Robert strikes Cersei across the face]
Cersei: I shall wear this as a badge of honor.
Robert: Wear it in silence or I'll honor you again.

- To free men only.
- Slavery will never return to meereen, not while I live.
- Yes, my queen.
- And in order to forge a lasting bond with the meereenese people,
- I will marry the leader of an ancient family.
- Thankfully a suitor is already on his knees.

Tyrion: [Sansa's standing deep in thought as Daenerys' dragons fly past] My lady...
[no answer]
Tyrion: "My lord" is the standard response.
Sansa: Why her?
Tyrion: You know she loves your brother.
Sansa: It doesn't mean she'll be a good queen.
Tyrion: You seem determined to dislike her.
[comes walking closer]
Tyrion: A good relationship between the Iron Throne and the North has been the core of every peaceful prosperous reign that we ever had.
Sansa: Jon will be Warden of the North, so a good relationship seems likely.
Tyrion: I don't expect him to spend much time here going forward...
Sansa: Well, I suppose it's up to him.
Tyrion: Sansa, look at me.
[she finally does]
Tyrion: With Jon in the capital, you'll be the true power in the North. I'd feel *much* better about the future if I left here today believing that you and Daenerys were allies.
Sansa: What are you worried about? Jon's taking her army with him. Your queen still has her dragons.
Tyrion: She's your queen too.

- Man: Get up, you dogs!
- That's him, the one who picks.
- The mountain.
- What are you doing?
- He told me he stares at him every day.
- That's why he doesn't get picked.

[Arya and the Hound watch an inn from the bushes]
Arya: I'm hungry. YOU'RE hungry.
Sandor: Five horses, five men. More than I feel like killing on an empty stomach.
[a door opens and two men walk out; Arya recognizes one of them]
Arya: I know him. The small one. His name is Polliver. He captured us and took us to Harrenhal. He killed Lommy.
Sandor: What the fuck's a Lommy?
Arya: He was my friend. Polliver stole my sword and put it right through his neck. He's still got it.
Sandor: Got what?
Arya: My sword. Needle.
Sandor: [derisively] Needle. Of course you named your sword.
Arya: Lots of people name their swords.
Sandor: Lots of cunts.

- Which means it's a good compromise, isuppose.
- Was it right?
- What I did?
- What we did.
- It doesn't feel right.
- Ask me again in 10 years.

Jaime: He knows who I am.
- He doesn't.
- Maybe you're right. What if you're not? What if he tells someone?
- We're not doing it.
- He's an innocent man.
- More innocent than lady stark's daughters?

Cersei: My armies will not stand down. I will not pull them back from the Capital. I will march them North to fight alongside you in the Great War. The darkness is coming for us all. We will face it together.

- Tickler: Is there gold and silver in the village?
- I don't know.
- Gems?
- I didn't see any.
- Where is the brotherhood?
- I don't know.

- Gregor clegane.
- Walder frey.
- Waif: That's a short list.
- That can't be everyone you want to kill.
- Are you sure you're not forgetting someone?
- Which name would you like a girl to speak?

- "Swift as the wind he rides.
- "His enemies will cower before him...
- "And their wives will weep tears of blood."
- She's going to have a boy.
- He won't be a real Targaryen.
- He won't be a true dragon.

- has gathered what remains of the
- Tully forces and retaken riverrun.
- You might consider seeking him out.
- The time may come when you need an army loyal to you.
- I have an army.
- Your brother's army.
- Half-brother.

- My queen, please accept this gift, on behalf of all of your loyal subjects in the iron islands.
- I give you what no other man could give.
- Jusfice.
- Justice for your murdered daughter.

Karsi: I'll never trust a man in black, but I trust you, Tormund. If you say this is the way, we're with you.
Tormund: This is the way.

Tyrion: My lady, people have been laughing at me far longer than they've been laughing at you. I'm the Half-Man, the Demon-Monkey, the Imp.
Sansa: You're a Lannister. I am the disgraced daughter of the traitor, Ned Stark.
Tyrion: The disgraced daughter and the demon monkey. We're perfect for each other.

- Man: Form up!
- Man: Get yourselves back!

- And what about you?
- You know that I'm taking you to war.
- You may go hungry. You may fall sick.
- You may be killed.
- Valar morghulis.
- Yes, all men must die.
- But we are not men.

- But with luck, you will find the strength to do what needs to be done.
- Kill the boy, Jon snow.
- Winter is almost upon us.
- Kill the boy, and let the man be born.

- Cersei had several ideas.
- Whipping you through the streets and beheading you in front of the red keep.
- Flaying you alive and hanging you from the walls of king's landing.
- I talked her out of those.

- as soon as she gets tired of the clever words that pour out their pieholes.
- All thanks to ser bronn of the fucking Blackwater.
- If that's not looking after myself,
- I don't know what is.
- It's good to see you again.
- Yeah, you too.

- And I can't run away, which is what we did at craster's.
- You have to trust me.
- It's for the best.
- Best for you.
- Oh, gilly.
- Please don't...

- That him?
- No.
- Good.
[Grunts] Don't kill him.
- Please.
- Please don't.
- You're very kind.
- Someday it'll get you killed.

- We'll meet again.
- Aye. If you do your job.
- Ah.
- How will we see your signal?
Mance: Send your eagle above the wall every night.
- When it's time, I'm going to light the biggest fire the north has ever seen.

- Faster, you bastards! Faster!
- Come on, kill the scum!
- Someone bring me a drink.
- Fuck the water. Bring me wine.

- Girl: They cannot follow us.
- The power that moves them is powerless here.
- Who are you?
- The first men called us the children, but we were born long before them.
- Come, he waits for you.

- a dozen lord commanders came and went during his years of service, but he was always there to counsel them.
- He was the blood of the dragon, but now his fire has gone out.
- And now his watch is ended.
Alliser: And now his watch is ended.

- Tell them all to stop.
- You want the entire horde to stop?
- For how long?
- Until I command them othennise.
- You're learning to talk like a queen.
- Not a queen.
- A khaleesi.

[Screaming] No!
- To the gate. Come on, let's move.
- Come on, up there!
- It's gonna open.

- For 40 years I've tried to teach you.
- If you haven't learned by now, you never will.
- If serving as a glorified bodyguard is the sum of your ambition, go serve.
- I suppose you want the sword back.
- Keep it.
- A one-handed man with no family needs all the help he can get.

- Fuck your name. They're mine.
- I killed you once before, dondarrion.
- Happy to do it again.
- Drop that arrow, you bloody girl.
- Tougher girls than you have tried to kill me.
- You can have one of them.
- Two.

- Sink your metal deep and make sure it holds before taking your next step.
- And if you fall, don't scream.
- You don't want that to be the last thing she remembers.

- You're a funny man.
- Huh? A very funny man.
- Ned!
- Ah, the starks...
- Quick tempers, slow minds.
- You broke my nose, bastard!

- People work together when it suits them.
- They're onal when it suits them.
- They love each other when it suits them.
- And they kill each other when it suits them.
- She knows that, you don't.
- Which is why you'll never hold on to her.

- You're just a soldier, aren't you?
- You take your orders and you carry on.
- I suppose it makes sense.
- Your older brother was trained to lead and you were trained to follow.
- I was also trained to kill my enemies, your grace.
- As was I.

- "Our way is the old way"?
- The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.
- Is it true he saw the white walkers?
- The white walkers have been gone for thousands of years.
- So he was lying?
- A madman sees what he sees.

Tywin: A lion does not concern himself with the opinion of sheep.

- Are there really giants beyond the wall?
- Giants and worse than giants.
- I tried telling your brother, he's marching the wrong way.
- All these swords, they should be going north, boy.
- North, not south!
- The cold winds are rising.

Daenerys: I am the blood of the dragon.
Qotho: The dragons are all dead, khaleesi.

- It appears to be a tie, maester.
[Black brothers chanting] Jon snow!
- Jon snow! Jon snow! Jon snow!

[from trailer]
Beric: Death is the enemy. The first enemy and the last. The enemy always wins, and we still need to fight him.

- Now get out.
- The yunkish are a proud people. They will not bend.
- And what happens to things that don't bend?
- He said he had powerful friends. Who was he talking about?
- I don't know.
- Find out.

- Little wildling bitch.
- You should have stayed with your own kind.
- Are you listening to me?
- Shut your mouth.
- What?
- It's just an owl, you dumb bitch.
- No, it's not.

- I've brought you a gift.
- I don't want your gifts.
- A token of Tyrion Lannister's goodwill.
- He wants you to understand that this exchange of prisoners is offered in good faith.
- Good faith?
- What's this?

- Am I hurting you?
- Are you sure?

- or he'll hurt you.
- He already hurts me every night.
- All day I'm locked in this room, and every night he comes...
- It can't be any worse.
- Itcan.
- It can always be worse.

- Sandor
- Thank you.

- You don't understand the situation.
- I understand that if any more words come pouring out your cunt mouth,
- I'm gonna have to eat every fucking chicken in this room.
- You lived your life for the king.
- You're gonna die for some chickens?
- Someone is.

[Tyrion and Bronn shake hands before the battle]
Bronn: Don't get killed.
Tyrion: Nor you, my friend.
Bronn: Oh... are we friends now?
Tyrion: Of course we are. Just because I pay you for your services doesn't diminish our friendship.
Bronn: Enhances it, really.
Tyrion: Oh, "enhances". Fancy word for a sellsword.
Bronn: Been spending time with fancy folks.

- If ramsay wins,
- I'm not going back there alive.
- Do you understand me?
- I won't ever let him touch you again.
- I'll protect you, I promise.
- No one can protect me.
- No one can protect anyone.

Eddard: [to Jaime Lannister] I don't fight in tournaments because when I fight a man for real, I don't want him to know what I can do.

[Bronn has just saved Jaime from drowning, after first saving him from being burned alive. They make it to the shore, vomit water and lie on their backs, gasping heavily]
Jaime: You could have killed me.
Bronn: The fuck were you doing back there?
Jaime: [referring to Daenerys] Ending the war. Killing her.
Bronn: You saw the dragon between you and her? And...?
[Jaime pushes himself upward to a sitting position. Bronn does the same]
Bronn: Listen to me, cunt. Till I get what I'm owed, a dragon doesn't get to kill you. You don't get to kill you. Only I get to kill you.

- Jon.
- We should speak with the queen.

- And he lived.
- And he lived.
- And I couldn't keep my promise.
- And everything that's happened since then, all this horror that's come to my family, it's all because I couldn't love a motherless child.

Oberyn: And what are you? His hired killer?
Bronn: Started that way, aye. Now I'm a knight.
Oberyn: How did that come to pass?
Bronn: Killed the right people, I suppose.

- Your mother would want you to carry on.
- You know it's true.
- Will you pardon me, my lord?
- I'd like to visit the godswood.
- Of course. Prayer can be helpful, I hear.
- I don't pray any more.
- It's the only place I can go where people don't talk to me.

- No one boils a potato better than your mom.
- She got...
Manservant: The wildlingsl guymon!
- Hide.
- Hide!
Manservant: Run!

Ros: Did you hear the king's in Winterfell?
Tyrion: I did hear something about that.
Ros: And the queen and her twin brother. They say that he's the most handsome man in the Seven Kingdoms.
Tyrion: And the other brother?
Ros: The queen has two brothers?
Tyrion: There's the pretty one and there's the clever one.
Ros: Mmm, I hear they call him the Imp.
Tyrion: I hear he hates that nickname.
Ros: Oh? I hear he's more than earned it. I hear he's a drunken little lecher, prone to all manner of perversions.
Tyrion: Clever girl.
Ros: We've been expecting you, Lord Tyrion.

Razdal: The wise Masters of Yunkai have sent a gift for the silver queen.
[Razdal's slaves bring forward chests and open them, revealing many gold bars]
Razdal: There is far more than this awaiting you on the deck of your ship.
Daenerys: My ship?
Razdal: Yes, Khaleesi. As I said, we are a generous people. You shall have as many ships as you require.
Daenerys: And what do you ask in return?
Razdal: All we ask is that you make use of these ships. Sail them back to Westeros where you belong, and leave us to conduct our affairs in peace.
Daenerys: [briefly contemplates the slaves] I have a gift for you as well. Your life.
Razdal: My life?
Daenerys: And the lives of your wise Masters, but I also want something in return. You will release every slave in Yunkai. Every man, woman, and child shall be given as much food, clothing, and property as they can carry as payment for their years of servitude. Reject this gift and I shall show you no mercy.
Razdal: You are mad. We are not Astapor or Qarth. We are Yunkai and we have powerful friends; friends who would take great pleasure in destroying you. Those who survive, we shall enslave once more. Perhaps we'll make a slave of you as well!
[Razdal stands. One of the dragons menaces him]
Razdal: You swore me safe conduct.
Daenerys: I did, but my dragons made no promises. And you threatened their mother.
Razdal: Take the gold.
[the slaves move to obey, but the dragons frighten them off]
Daenerys: My gold. You gave it to me, remember? And I shall put it to good use. You'd be wise to do the same with my gift to you. Now get out.

Tyrion: Why do you care what I want from him?
Cersei: Because you've slandered me to Father before.
Tyrion: Slandered? When?
Cersei: You told him I made my guards beat that servant girl at Casterly Rock.
Tyrion: You did have your guards beat her. A girl of nine, I believe.
Cersei: I was nine, too.
Tyrion: She lost an eye, if I remember correctly.
Cersei: If I remember correctly, she never stole a necklace again.
[snickers]
Tyrion: It's not slander if it's true.

- You have a good heart.
- It'll get us all killed.
- Get out of my way.

- I don't expect we'll ever see each other again.
- I wouldn't be so sure.
- A few years as hand of the king would make anyone want to piss off the edge of the world.

Beric: Lord of light, come to us in our darkness.
- For the night is dark and full of terrors.

- Good.
- Take off your clothes.
- Oh, no, no, no.
- You stay here, reek.
- You watch.

Joffrey: They say Stannis never smiles. I'll give him a red smile, from ear to ear.
[Joffrey walks away]
Tyrion: [jokingly] Imagine Stannis' terror.
Lord: I am trying.

- Stop being a bystander. Do you hear me?
- Stop running.
- There's no justice in the world.
- Not unless we make it.
- You loved your family.
- Avenge them.

- Not even, "thank you"?
- If it weren't for me, you'd have been slaughtered on that battlefield.
- You have many enemies, my king, but I swear to you,
- I'm not one of them.
- I love sansa as I loved her mother.

Davos: I may not know the north, but I know men. They're more or less the same in any corner of the world and even the bravest of them don't want to see their wives and children skinned for a lost cause.

Ramsay: Kraken. Mmm. Strong as long as they're in the sea. When you take them out of the water, no bones. They collapse under their proud weight and slump into a heap of nothing.

- I don't think so.
- Sea, see.
- They're spelled different, but they sound the same.
- Yeah. They do.
- It was before I learned how to read, obviously.
- Sam, are you going to be sick?

[Jaime finds Jon at the blacksmith's forge, examining Arya's sword]
Jaime: A sword for the Wall?
Jon: I already have one.
Jaime: Good man. Have you swung it yet?
Jon: Of course I have.
Jaime: At someone, I mean.
[Jon does not answer]
Jaime: It's a strange thing, first time you cut a man. You realize we're nothing but sacks of meat and blood, and some bone to keep it all standing.
[pause]
Jaime: Let me thank you ahead of time for guarding us all from the perils beyond the Wall. Wildlings and white walkers and whatnot. We're grateful to have good, strong men like you protecting us.
Jon: We've guarded the Kingdoms for eight thousand years.
Jaime: Is it "we" already? Have you taken your vows, then?
Jon: Soon enough.
Jaime: Give my regards to the Night's Watch. I'm sure it will be thrilling to serve in such an elite force. And if not...
[Jaime smiles and shrugs]
Jaime: ...it's only for life.

- I respect that.
- Perhaps he could take the black, your grace.
- Whatever else he is, he is a true soldier.
- He'd be invaluable at the wall.
- You cannot send me to the wall.
- You are not my queen.

Grey: You invite the enemy into our city?
Tyrion: I did. As a clever man once told me, "We make peace with our enemies, not our friends."
Grey: I don't make peace with the queen's enemies. I kill the queen's enemies.

- They call themselves sparrows.
- Bloody fanatics.
- Religion has its place, of course, but at a certain point...
- They never would have come to the capital when tywin was alive.
- I'm sure he'll grow out of it, whatever it is.
- Excuse me.
- Of course.

Ser: Have you ever seen a war where innocents didn't die by the thousands? I was in King's Landing during the sack, Khaleesi. You know what I saw? Butchery. Babies, children, old men. More women raped than you can count. There's a beast in every man, and it stirs when you put a sword in his hand.

- Someone forgot to write down all your great deeds.
- There's still time.
- Is there?
- For a 40-year-old knight with one hand?
- How can you protect me with that?
- I use my left hand now, your grace.
- Makes for more of a contest.

[Nymeria prepares to fight Trystane, but Obara stabs him in the back. Nymeria is angry at Obara for robbing her of the "entertainment"]
Nymeria: [to Obara] You're a greedy bitch, you know that?

- Go and find my brother.
- Tell him I need him.
- And get yourself out of king's landing before it's too late.
- This is farewell.
- Farewell, my lord.
- Pod.
- There has never lived a more loyal squire.

Arya: Nothing can be worse than this.
Dying: Maybe "nothing" is worse than this.
Arya: "Nothing" isn't better or worse than anything. Nothing is just... nothing.

- Mmm.
- What did your brother say about them, khaleesi?
- He said they ate meat.
- He didn't tell you what kind of meat?
- My brother didn't know anything about dragons.
- He didn't know anything about anything.

- The vale of arryn.
- The lords of the vale have always spat upon the hill tribes.
- The lords of the vale want me dead.
- I believe it is time for new lords of the vale.
[Ser alliser] Now there's a rare sight...
- Not only a bastard, but a traitor's bastard.

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.

Alliser: [Jon handily defeats his fellow recruits in training] Well, Lord Snow, it appears you're the least useless person here. Go clean yourselves up. There's only so much I can stomach in a day.

Bronn: Now that is a sorry attempt at a siege. Someone needs to teach those sad twats how to dig trenches.
Jaime: Someone certainly does.
Bronn: No, no. Not me. I'm just an upjumped sellsword.
Jaime: You're an anointed knight! There's quite a difference.
Bronn: Aye, knights don't get paid.

Bronn: [aims his launcher as the dragon comes swooping in] Come on, you fucker!
Daenerys: [gives Drogon the command to spit fire] Dracyris!

- The unsullied are a means to an end.
- Once I own them, these men...
- They're not men. Not anymore.
- Once I own an army of slaves, what will I be?
- You think these slaves will have better lives serving men like kraznys or serving you?

- Why are you doing this?
- Because it's right.
- And because I'm a slow learner.
- When you get to flea bottom, have a bowl of brown for me.
- Guard: Horse approaching!
- Halt! Halt!

- Woman: I have to go down and get another barrel.
Jaime: We fought dead things and lived to talk about it.
- If this isn't the time to drink, when is?

- The stark boys. Where are they?
- I don't know. I seen no one.
- Think harder.
- I swear, m'lord. I don't know.
- My lord, over here.
- I think I've found what we're looking for.

- They saved us all.
- From now on, we're going to take care of you.
- All of you.
- {Chuckung]
- Come to me for what you need to feed them, clothe them, or house them.
- Directly to me.

Jojen: I'm Jojen Reed, this is my sister Meera. We've come a long way to find you, Brandon, and we have much farther to go.

Ygritte: We'll stay warmer if we stay close. Bet you'll freeze to death before I do. Bet your life.
[Jon lies down next to Ygritte]
Ygritte: Think they're out looking for you?
Jon: Yes.
Ygritte: Think they'll find you?
Jon: Yes.
Ygritte: You're brave. Stupid... but brave.

- What good is an empty cup?
- Fill it.

- Lord, take your servant balon back beneath the waves.
- Feed the creatures of your kingdom on his flesh.
- Pull his bones down to your depths to rest beside his ancestors and his children.
Alliser: What is dead may never die.

- Harder.
- I said harder.
- He'd want me to get his money's worth.

Euron: There's nothing quite like it, is there? The love of the people. Though I suppose you wouldn't know.
Jaime: This same mob spat at my sister not long ago. And if you turn on us, they'll cheer to see your head mounted on a spike.
Euron: Or yours. They just like severed heads, really.

- I don't want to look in the damn flames.
- You saw me bring him back from the dead after you cut him down.
- Don't you want to know what gave me the power?
- I keep asking, and no one wants to tell me.
- We can't tell you.
- Only the fire can tell you.

- A baby she claimed was mine.
- I nearly had her whipped, and the child thrown in the river.
- But then I looked at you, and I saw then what I see now.
- You are my son.

- He feels he's being cheated.
- They'd be fools to kill her.
- These men have been at war a long time.
- Most of them will be dead by winter.
- She'll be their entertainment tonight.
- Beyond tonight,
- I don't think they care very much.

- Where are you going?
- I'm not spending my final hours with you two miserable old shits.
- Hound: Hmm.

- I'm not a devout man, obviously.
- Seven gods, drowned gods, tree gods, it's all the same.
- I'm not asking the lord of light for help.
- I'm asking the woman who showed me that miracles exist.
- I never had this gift.
- Have you ever tried?

Melisandre: [to Gendry] You are more then they could ever be. They are just foot soldiers in the great war. You will make kings rise and fall.

Shae: And I tell him the story of how we meet.
Lord: To find so lovely a creature working in your father's kitchens - it almost beggars belief.
Tyrion: Strange things do happen. You should taste her fish pie.
Shae: I don't think Lord Varys likes fish pie.

- Waif: What's your name?
- What's your name?
- No one.
[Scoffs] I don't believe that.
- You don't believe that.

Protestor: Brother fornicates with sister in the bed of kings. Are we surprised when the fruit of their incest is rotten? Yes. A rotten king.
Tyrion: It's hard to argue with his assessment.
Bronn: Not after what he did to your birthday present.
Tyrion: The king is a lost cause. It's the rest of us I'm worried about now.

Cersei: What if Jon Arryn told someone?
Jaime: But who would he tell?
Cersei: My husband.
Jaime: If he told the king, both our heads would be skewered on the city gates by now. Whatever Jon Arryn knew or didn't know, it died with him.

Sansa: [as the wind howls outside, there was a knock on her door, she opens] What do you want?
Myranda: Lord Ramsay sent me to draw your bath, my lady. You do want to be clean and fresh for your new husband, don't you?

- Or he might raise castles like Brandon the builder.
- Can I be lord of a holdfast?
- You will marry a high lord and rule his castle.
- And your sons shall be knights and princes and lords.
- Hmm?
- No.
- That's not me.

- We received no report from the maester at castle black.
- Maester aemon became quite ill shortly after the election.
- He's since passed away.
- Which is why I'm here.
- This is irregular.
- Yes, we”, I suppose that life is irregular.

- "but the gods let us choose our weapons."
- My father pointed to the spear, and then to my mother's tears.
- I made my choice long ago.
Tyrion: [Muffled] Will you untie me?
- Will you please untie me?
- Will you please?

Myrcella: When will Joffrey and Sansa be married?
Cersei: Soon, darling, when the war is over.
Myrcella: [to preoccupied Sansa] Mother says I'll have a new gown for the ceremony, and another for the feast. But yours will be ivory... since you're the bride.
[Sansa does not answer]
Cersei: The princess just spoke to you.
Sansa: Pardon, Your Grace. I'm sure your dress will be beautiful, Myrcella. I'm counting the days till the fighting is done and I can pledge my love to Joffrey in sight of the gods.
Tommen: Is Joffrey going to kill Sansa's brother?
Cersei: He might. Would you like that?
Tommen: I don't think so.
Cersei: Even if he does, Sansa will do her duty. Won't you, little dove?

- When you were whole, it would have been a good fight.
- You fight pretty good for a little girl.

Citadel: The archmaester will discuss these irregularities with you.
- In the meantime, you are permitted to use the library.
- Follow me.
- No women or children.

Oberyn: [perusing trio of prostitutes] Look at this one. How lovely is she?
Ellaria: Beautiful. But pale.
Oberyn: We like them pale in the capital.
[slips off the girl's robe]
Oberyn: Shows they don't work the fields.
Ellaria: [to the young girl] Do I frighten you?
[the girl shakes her head]
Oberyn: [to Ellaria] You like?
Ellaria: Timid. Timid bores me.
Oberyn: Mm.
[moves on to the next, a redhead]
Oberyn: You're a bit of mischief, aren't you?
[to: ]
Oberyn: I think she likes you.
[slips this girl's robe off as well]
Ellaria: She's got good taste.
Oberyn: [to the redhead] You're not timid, are you?
Ellaria: [laughs merrily as the agile girl places her bare foot on the back of her own head] Not timid.
Oberyn: Do you like women?
Whore: When they look like her, my lord.
Ellaria: This one will do nicely.
Olyvar: Very good, my lady.
Ellaria: Oh, I'm not a lady.
Olyvar: A term of courtesy in this establishment.
Ellaria: A lie anywhere. Why not use the right words? I'm a bastard. She is a whore. And you're what?
Olyvar: A procurer. Any of the others?
Oberyn: [sighs] The two girls can leave.
[Olyvar snaps his fingers to shoo away the two girls not chosen]
Oberyn: You stay.

Tyrion: Where to begin... this is awkward.

- Get me to the top! You hear me?
- Your name's olly, right?
- Listen to me, olly. Get me to the top.
- And when we give the signal, bring us back down.
- You hear me?
- Find a weapon, olly. Fight them.

Tyrion: If we turn the dragons loose, tens of thousands will die in the firestorms.
Ellaria: It's called war. If you don't have the stomach for it, scurry back into hiding.
Tyrion: I know how you wage war. We DON'T poison little girls here. Myrcella was innocent.
Ellaria: She was a Lannister. There are no innocent Lannisters. My greatest regret is that Oberyn died fighting for you.
Daenerys: [interrupts] That's enough! Lord Tyrion is Hand of the Queen, you will treat him with respect. I am not here to be Queen of the Ashes.
Olenna: That's very nice to hear. Of course, I can't remember a queen who was better loved than my granddaughter. The common people loved her, the Nobles loved her, and what is left of her now? Ashes. Commoners, Nobles, they're all just children, really. They won't obey you unless they fear you.
Daenerys: I'm grateful to you, Lady Olenna, for your counsel. I'm grateful to all of you, but you have chosen to follow me. I will not attack King's Landing. WE will not attack King's Landing.

- You'd have our father bow down to your other family?
- I have no other family.
- Don't you?
- Make your choice, theon, and do it quickly.
- Our ships sail with or without you.

Brienne: [about Arya] I saw her. With a man. I don't think he hurt her. She didn't want to leave him, he didn't want to leave her.
Sansa: You don't know which way she went?
Brienne: I spent three days looking for her. She disappeared.
Sansa: How did she look?
Brienne: She looked good. She wasn't exactly dressed like a lady.
Sansa: No, she wouldn't be.

- In the sight of gods and men, we gather to ascertain the guilt or innocence of this...
- Man, Tyrion Lannister.
- May the mother Grant them mercy.
- May the father give them such justice as they deserve.
- And may the warrior guide the hand of our champion...

Cersei: If those things come for us there, will be no kingdoms to rule. Everything we suffered will have been for nothing. Everything we lost will have been for nothing. The crown accepts your truce. Until the dead are defeated, they are the true enemy. In return, the King in the North will extend this truce. He will remain in the North where he belongs. He will not take up arms against the Lannister's. He will not chose sides.
Daenerys: Just the King in the North? Not me?
Cersei: I would never ask it of you. You would never agree to it. And if you did, I would trust you even less than I do now. I ask it only of Ned Stark's son. I know Ned Stark's son will be true to his word.
Jon: I am true to my word. Or I try to be. That is why I cannot give you what you ask. I cannot serve two queens. And I have already pledged myself to Queen Daenerys of House Targaryen.
Cersei: Then there is nothing left to discuss. The dead will come North first. Enjoy dealing with them. We will deal with whatever is left of you.

Tywin: A lion does not concern himself with the opinion of sheep.

- You want to fuck that stark girl.
- You just don't want to admit it.
- I don't pay you to put evil notions in my head.
- The ones already there don't need company.
- You pay me to kill people who bother you.
- Evil notions come free.

Ramsay: Tansy!
- Myran da: Tansy!
Ramsay: Tansy!

Tyrion: I apologize for my nephew's behaviour. Tell me the truth, do you want to end this engagement?
Sansa: I am loyal to King Joffrey, my one true love.
Tyrion: Lady Stark, you may survive us yet.

- How can I put this?
- Your sister...
- Is alive and well.
- Your father's forces prevailed.
- Ser Jaime isn't well.
- Take him to beurn.

- and a stark serving as warden of the north.
- I am the last Targaryen,
- Jon snow.
- Honor the pledge your ancestor made to mine.
- Bend the knee and I will name you warden of the north.
- Together, we will save this country from those who would destroy it.

- that's been sent to keep the peace.
- Geoff: [Sighs] Here you go.
- Guests first.
- Oh, no, I couldn't.
- You don't have enough.
- Well, my mother always told me to be kind to strangers and strangers will be kind to you.

Tyrion: At some point, I want to hear how a Night's Watch recruit became King in the North.
Jon: As long as you tell me how a Lannister became Hand to Daenerys Targaryen.
Tyrion: A long and bloody tale. To be honest, I was drunk for most of it.

Daenerys: [to Viserys] I am a Khaleesi of the Dothraki! I am the wife of the great Khal and I carry his son inside me! The next time you raise a hand to me will be the last time you have hands.

Daenerys: We have won the Great War. Now we will win the Last War.

[Catelyn is making a prayer wheel. Talisa approaches her]
Talisa: May I help you, Lady Stark?
Catelyn: No.
Talisa: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have...
Catelyn: You can't help because a mother makes one for her children to protect them. Only a mother can make them.
Talisa: You've made them before?
Catelyn: Twice.
Talisa: Did they work?
Catelyn: After a fashion. I prayed for my son Bran to survive his fall. Many years before that, one of the boys came down with the pox. Maester Luwin said if he made it through the night, he'd live. But it would be a very long night. So I sat with him all through the darkness, listened to his ragged little breaths, his coughing, his whimpering.
Talisa: Which boy?
Catelyn: Jon Snow. When my husband brought that baby home from the war, I couldn't bear to look at him, didn't want to see those brown stranger's eyes staring at me. So I prayed to the gods "Take him away, make him die". He got the pox and I knew I was the worst woman who ever lived. A murderer. I'd condemned this poor, innocent child to a horrible death all because I was jealous of his mother, a woman he didn't even know! So I prayed to all Seven Gods "Let the boy live. Let him live and I'll love him. I'll be a mother to him. I'll beg my husband to give him a true name, to call him Stark and be done with it, to make him one of us".
Talisa: And he lived?
Catelyn: And he lived. And I couldn't keep my promise. And everything that's happened since then, all this horror that's come to my family... it's all because I couldn't love a motherless child.

[at the Chamber of the Painted Table, Stannis dictates a letter of declaration to Matthos Seaworth. Matthos reads the draft aloud]
Matthos: ...and I declare upon the honor of my House, that my beloved brother Robert left...
Stannis: He wasn't "my beloved brother". I didn't love him. He didn't love me.
Ser: A harmless courtesy, your Grace.
Stannis: A lie. Take it out.
[Matthos erases the word "beloved"]
Matthos: ...that my brother Robert left no trueborn heirs, the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen, and the girl Myrcella, being born of incest between Cersi Lannister and her brother Jaime Lannister. By right of birth...
Stannis: Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer. Call him what he is.
[Matthos adds the words "the Kingslayer". Cressen secretly slips a poison pill into his wine cup. No one notices him except Davos]
Matthos: ...and her brother Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim...
Stannis: Make it SER Jaime Lannister the Kingslayer. Whatever else he is, the man's still a knight.
[Matthos adds the word "Ser"]
Matthos: ...Ser Jaime Lannister the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of Westeros. Let all true men declare their loyalty.
Stannis: When Eddard Stark learnt the truth, he told only me. I'll not make the same mistake. Send copies of that letter to every corner of the realm, from the Arbor to the Wall. The time has come to choose. Let no man claim ignorance as an excuse.
Ser: Your Grace, the Lannisters are the true enemy. If, for the time being, you could make peace with your brother...
Stannis: I'll not make peace with Renly while he calls himself king.
Ser: But many have already declared for him. Mace Tyrell, Randyll Tarly...
Melisandre: Stannis does not need to beg this lord or that lord for support, the Lord of Light stands behind him.
Ser: And how many ships has the Lord of Light got in his fleet?
Melisandre: He has no need for ships.
Ser: I'm sure he doesn't, but we do if we're going to war. If not Renly, Your Grace, join forces with Robb Stark.
Stannis: Who'd steal the northern half of my kingdom. I've always served thieves according to their deserts, as you well know, Ser Davos. Joffrey, Renly, Robb Stark, they're all thieves. They'll bend the knee or I'll destroy them.

- I'll stay in meereen and patrol the streets.
- Send me to kill your enemies.
- Any enemy anywhere.
- Let me do what I do best.
- Very well.
- Do what you do best.

[Lancel struggles to buckle Robert into his armor when Ned walks in]
Lancel: It's made too small, Your Grace, it won't go.
Robert: Your mother was a dumb whore with a fat ass, did you know that?
[Robert looks at Ned]
Robert: Look at this idiot. One ball and no brains. He can't even put a man's armor on him properly.
Eddard: You're too fat for your armor.
Robert: Fat? Fat, is it? Is that how you speak to your king?
[pause, then they start laughing as Lancel smiles]
Robert: That was funny, is it?
Lancel: [immediately stops smiling] No, Your Grace.
Robert: No? You don't like the Hand's joke?
Eddard: You're torturing the poor boy.
Robert: You heard the Hand, the king's too fat for his armor! Go find the breastplate stretcher! NOW!
[Lancel runs out of the tent as Robert starts laughing again]
Eddard: The breastplate stretcher?
Robert: How long before he figures it out?

- But that wasn't one of them.
- Oh, but it was.
- When you play the game of thrones, you win...
- Or you die.
- There is no middle ground.
- Come here.

Jaime: [interrupting Tyrion at a whorehouse] The Starks are feasting us at sundown. Don't leave me alone with these people.
Tyrion: I'm sorry, I've begun the feast a bit early. And this is the first of many courses.
Jaime: I thought you might say that. But since we're short on time...
[opening the door, where a few other prostitutes wait]
Jaime: Come on, girls.
[they join Tyrion on the bed]
Jaime: See you at sundown.
Tyrion: Close the door!

- A mother should be with her children.
- Where will you run to, Daenerys stormborn?
- Your dragons wait for you in the house of the undying.
- Come see them.

Arya: [to Brienne] The bloody gate's ten miles.
Brienne: I swore to your mother, by the Old Gods and the New...
Arya: [interrupts] I don't care what you swore.
Brienne: Arya...
Sandor: [interrupts] You heard the girl! She's not coming with you.
Brienne: [stubbornly] She is.
Sandor: [Sandor draws his sword, and Brienne does the same] You're not a good listener.
[He looks at her sword]
Sandor: Valyrian steel... I've always wanted some Valyrian steel.
Brienne: [to Arya] Come with me, Arya. I'll take you to safety.
Sandor: [snaps] Safety? Where the FUCK'S that? Her aunt in the Eyrie's dead! Her mother's dead! Her father's dead! Her brother's dead! Winterfell is a pile of rubble! There's no "safety," you dumb bitch. You don't know that by now, you're the wrong one to watch over her.
Brienne: And that what you're doing? Watching over her?
Sandor: Aye. That's what I'm doing.

- Are you angry with me?
- Angry?
- You're my queen.
- And I have your little prince or Princess inside me.
- Maybe one of each.
- Don't get greedy.

- Man 7: Ring the bells!
- Man 8: Now! Come on!
- Man 9: Hurry up!
- Woman 2: Ring the bells!

- Go on.
- You don't want to see this.

- You have your needle?
- Right here.
- Your grace.
- I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me.
- You were exactly where you were supposed to be.

Jaime: You have better instincts than anyone else in the Lannister army.
Bronn: That's like saying I have a bigger cock than anyone in the Unsullied army.

- Yes.
- I'm the one true king.
- You are.
- There are others with your blood in their veins.
- You will sit on the iron throne, but first there must be sacrifices.
- The lord of light demands it.

- What?
- Pork sausage. [Laughs]
- You think I'm some sort of savage?

- Would be poetic, I suppose, but fast, too fast.
- I thought about having him crush your daughter's skull.
- She's so beautiful.
- The thought of this lovely face cracking open like a duck egg, no, it's just not right.
- Mama.

- What the hell are you doing, clegane?
- Hound: Burying the dead. [Huffs]
- You knew these people.
- Not really.

Jaime: I'm not well suited for imprisonment. Shocking, I know. Some men are. Ned Stark? I imagine he made an excellent prisoner right up until the end. But me, though... my life has left me uniquely unfit for constraint.
Alton: And have you thought about...
Jaime: Of course. Every day.
Alton: And?
Jaime: Good prisoners breed good jailers, apparently. The Starks are very careful. There is a way, I think. It wasn't possible until now.
Alton: What is it?
Jaime: It's actually quite simple.
Alton: Well, let me help you.
Jaime: You'll only have to do one thing.
Alton: Tell me.
Jaime: [leans in close to whisper in Alton's ear] You'll have to die.
[Alton stares at Jaime in confusion for a moment. Jaime suddenly attacks Alton and beats him to death]

Xaro: I've demanded a meeting of the Thirteen. One of them did this, or knows who did.
Daenerys: You are one of the Thirteen.
Xaro: If I wanted your dragons, I would have taken them. They mean nothing to me on their own.
Daenerys: Nothing? They're more valuable than anything in the world!

Sansa: [to Ramsay] Your words will disappear. Your house will disappear. Your name will disappear. All memory of you will disappear.

Stannis: You have many enemies in Castle Black. Have you considered sending Alliser Thorne elsewhere? Give him command of Eastwatch-by-the-Sea.
Jon: I heard it was best to keep your enemies close.
Stannis: Whoever said that didn't have many enemies.

- Owls and shadowcats...
- I'm not talking about owls and shadowcats.
- The things you speak of - they've been gone for thousands of years.
- They wasn't gone, old man.
- They was sleeping.
- And they ain't sleeping no more.

- Your people need a leader.
- And they need to get south of the wall before it's too late.
- We don't have much time, and they have less.
- The walkers are coming, and they'll hit your people first.
- I'm not asking you to make peace to save your skin.
- Make peace to save your people.

- I'm not going to king's landing.
- Think about it.
- We could do whatever we like, wherever we go.
- These are the king's colours.
- No one's standing in his way now.
- Which means no one's standing in ours.
- Fuck the king.

- Your eyes are still brown.
- Is that still you in there?
- I think so.
- Hold off on burning my body for now.
- That's funny.
- You sure that's still you in there?

- We serve the same queen.
- If you are her true friend, you have nothing to fear from me.

Cersei: If you have any last words, now is the time.
Missandei: Dracarys.

- Do you hear that?
- Is that a baby?
- It's coming.
- I'm going out there.
- No, we need to stay together.
- I'm going.

- You'll need milk of the poppy.
- No milk of the poppy.
- There will be pain.
- I'll scream.
- Quite a bit of pain.
- I'll scream loudly.

- Not me?
- I would never ask it of you.
- You would never agree to it, and if you did, I would trust you even less than I do now.
- I ask it only of ned stark's son.
- I know ned stark's son will be true to his word.

Petyr: Sometimes when I try to understand a person's motives, I play a little game. I assume the worst. What's the worst reason they could possibly have for saying what they say and doing what they do? Then I ask myself, 'How well does that reason explain what they say and what they do?'. So, tell me- what's the worst thing she could want?
Sansa: She could want me dead because she thinks I wronged my family.
Petyr: Why did she come to Winterfell?
Sansa: To kill me for marrying our enemies and betraying my family
Petyr: Why did she unearth the letter Cersei made you write?
Sansa: To provide proof of my betrayals. To provide justification after she murders me.
Petyr: And after she murders you, what does she become?
Sansa: Lady of Winterfell.

Daario: You're the Queen. Everyone's too afraid to speak the truth. Everyone but me. You've made thousands of enemies all across the world. As soon as they see weakness, they'll attack. Show your strength... here, now.
Daenerys: That's why I have the Unsullied patrol the streets.
Daario: [derisive scoff] Anyone with a chest full of gold can buy an army of Unsullied. You're not the Mother of Unsullied. You're the Mother of Dragons.
Daenerys: [looks down, shakes her head] I don't want another child's bones dropped at my feet. No one's seen Drogon in weeks. For all I know he's flown halfway across the world.
[sadly shakes her head]
Daenerys: I can't control them anymore.
Daario: A Dragon Queen with no dragons... is not a Queen.

- It's good luck to rub a dwarf's head.
- It's even better luck to suck a dwarf's cock.
- See? We blend right in.
- Just two more travelers mad with lust.
- Varys: Thank you.

Sandor: [advice on withstanding freezing cold] Walking's good. Fighting's better. Fucking's best.
Jon: There isn't a woman around for a hundred miles out here.
Sandor: We have to do with what we've got.
[casts glance at Gendry, who looks at him askew]

- "than dead for the rest of your life."
- I owe you my life. Twice over.
- But if what you said is true about what's up there,
- I can't wait out this war.
- Yeah, nobody mind me.
- All I've ever done is live to a ripe old age.

- Come on! Come on!
- No! No, no, no!

Samwell: I asked you if, in light of what
- I'd seen in the north, if I could have access to the restricted area of the library.
- That area is reserved for maesters.
- Are you a maester?
- No.
- Not a very strong proposition, is it?

- Clegane!
- Clegane!

- First time you've seen a giant, Jon snow?
- Well, don't stare too long. They're shy.
- When they stop being shy, they get angry.
- And when they're angry,
- I've seen them pound a man straight into the ground like a hammer on a nail.

[the catspaw assassin enters the room where Bran lies in coma. He notices Catelyn]
Catspaw: [to Catelyn] You're not supposed to be here. No one is supposed to be here.
[the man looks at Bran]
Catspaw: It's a mercy. He's dead already.

- You have ideas, I have ideas, he has ideas.
- Why should my ideas have any more value than yours simply because I've been doing this my whole life?
- Who is anyone to judge my work?
- This is my profession.
- I know what I'm doing.
- You have no right to an opinion.

- Jorah the andal.
- Are you here to see our queen?
- She's in a good mood.

[Renly parleys with Littlefinger in his command tent while Brienne stands guard]
Renly: Now you do the Lannisters' bidding, is that it? Tell me, was my brother's body even cold before you secured your newest patron?
Petyr: I'm a practical man.
Renly: Just not a loyal one.
Petyr: And who would you have me be loyal to? Your brother's corpse?
Renly: I don't like you, Lord Baelish. I don't like your face. I don't like the words that come oozing out of your mouth. I don't want you in my tent one minute more than necessary. So tell me, why are you here?
[Littlefinger glances at Brienne]
Renly: You can trust Brienne. Her loyalty comes without charge.
Petyr: You still have many friends at court, Your Grace. Many who believe Ned Stark erred by not supporting your claim.
Renly: Now I understand. You know I have the numbers. You know I'm marching on King's Landing. When I take the throne, you hope to retain your position... and your head.
Petyr: I would give priority to my head. I understand that you don't like me and, while that saddens me greatly, I do not come here today seeking your affection. When you march on King's Landing, you may find yourself facing a protracted siege, or... open gates.
[Renly looks up in interest]

Arya: I'm a girl.
Syrio: Boy, girl... You are a sword, that is all. That is the grip. You are not holding a battle-axe. You are holding...
Arya: A needle.

- Mmm.
- Maybe I will have that drink.

- I'm going after her.
- Wait for me here.

- Now do you think I'm cruel?
- Only if you stop.
- But you mustn't come here again.
- Do you hear me?
- You've come to a dangerous place
[Stammers] Full of dangerous people.
- Dangerous people. Mmm.

- And the years have not made him kinder.
- Ifyoulose, your father dies, your sisters die, we die.
- Well, that makes it simple, then.
- I suppose it does.

[Grunting] No, I can't let them...
- Faith is the way, father.

- Bidding begins at 12 gold honors.
- Thirteen. Do I have 14?
- Fifteen? 15 gold honors.
- Do I hear 16? 16.
- Twenty.
- Sold.

- Bolton: Itrust you find your chamber suitable, my lady?
- Yes, thank you.
- Allow me.
- Mother.
- Thank you, ramsay.

- Clear the way! Let's go!
- Out of the way!
- Get out of here!

- Tywin Lannister is dead.
- He can't protect them now.
- I shall mount roose
- Bolton's head on a spike.
- But if I'm to take winterfell, I need more men.
- The men of the night's watch are sworn to play no part...
- I'm not talking about the damn night's watch.
- I'm talking about the wildlings.

- The dark arts have provided lord Stannis with his armies and paved his path to our door.
- For a man in service to such powers to sit on the iron throne,
- I can think of nothing worse.
- And tonight,
- I believe you are the only man who can stop him.

- You're abandoning your people.
- You're abandoning your home.
- I'm leaving both in good hands.
Sansa: Whose?
- Yours.
- You are my sister.
- You're the only stark in winterfell.
- Until I return, the north is yours.

Selyse: Lord, cast your light upon me.
- Protect me in the darkness.
- Burn away my sins.
- Help me serve you.
- Use me as you will. [Gasps]
- For the night is dark and full of terrors.

- Thank you, father.
- Which of the seven will you worship today?
- The maiden.
- Always the maiden.
- Septon: And the stranger.
- Two is extra, you realize?
- Yes, yes.

- My lord...
- I'll have you know I'm to be married soon, and even my intended hasn't the slightest notion.
- They rarely do, in my experience.
- You have a good deal of experience, do you?
- With the husbands.

[after the battle is over, Ramsay walks among the remains of Stannis' army, finishing survivors]
Ramsay: [to his squire] Looks like we're done here.
[Ramsay heads back to his horse, but then he hears an agonized groan. He turns back and sees an injured Baratheon soldier, who tries to crawl away. Smiling, Ramsay approaches the soldier]
Baratheon: I surrender! I surrender!
Ramsay: [nods] And I accept your surrender.
[mercilessly, Ramsay stabs the injured soldier in his back, killing him. He sighs, smiling sadistically and returns to his horse]
Ramsay: [to the squire] Let's head back. My wife must be lonely.

Tycho: Welcome to the Iron Bank. Please... sit.
[Stannis, who has been kept waiting for hours, very slowly and deliberately takes a seat in front of the bankers]
Tycho: What can we do for you, Lord Stannis?
Davos: [still standing] This is Stannis of the House Baratheon, King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm.
[Nestoris motions for Davos to sit; he does]
Tycho: The Iron Throne is currently occupied by Tommen of the House Baratheon, King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm.
Stannis: He shares no blood with me. He is a bastard, born of incest, as was his brother before him.
Tycho: Yes, we have heard this story.
Stannis: It's not a story. It's the truth.
Tycho: The king's grandfather tells a different story. A story about a jealous uncle whose attempt to usurp the throne from the rightful king cost the Seven Kingdoms dearly, in blood and gold.
Stannis: Gold you loaned him.
Tycho: And you feel your blood gives you a claim on our gold?
Stannis: More than any man living.
Tycho: Across the Narrow Sea, your books are filled with words like "usurper" and "madman" and "blood right." Here, our books are filled with numbers. We prefer the stories they tell. More plain. Less... open to interpretation. How many fighting men remain loyal to you?
Stannis: Four thousand.
Tycho: And how many ships do you have?
Davos: Uh...
Tycho: The ones still afloat, Ser Davos, not at the bottom of Blackwater Bay.
[Davos clears his throat uncomfortably]
Davos: Thirty-two.
Tycho: And how much wheat and barley and beef and pork do you produce on Dragonstone to feed your four thousand men on your thirty-two ships?
Stannis: None.
Tycho: You can see why these numbers are unlikely to add up to a happy ending... from our perspective. I'm afraid we must respectfully decline your request. But we thank you for paying us the honor of your visit.
Davos: [tries desperately to salvage the situation] My lord...
Tycho: I'm not a lord, Ser Davos Seaworth. You would not be either, here. In Braavos, thieves are not rewarded with titles.
Davos: Well, strictly speaking, I didn't do the thieving, that would be the pirates. I just moved what they stole from one place to another.
[Davos removes the glove from his left hand, revealing his shortened fingers]
Davos: This is the payment that was demanded by King Stannis for my crimes. I consider it an honest accounting. He's an honest man, and he's your best chance to get back the money you've sunk into Westeros, which is a lot, I imagine. Wars are expensive.
Tycho: The war is over.
Davos: As long as Stannis lives, the war is NOT over. Who's the real power in King's Landing?
Tycho: Ser Davos...
Davos: Now, humor me.
Tycho: Tywin Lannister.
Davos: How old is Tywin Lannister?
Tycho: Sixty-seven.
Davos: Sixty-seven, and when he dies, who's in command? A half-grown boy, the product of incest? Cersei Lannister, the queen whose people despise her? Jaime Lannister, the man best known for killing the king he was sworn to protect? When Tywin's gone, who do you back?
Tycho: That is a problem for another time.
Davos: Begging your pardon, I think it's a problem for now. There's only one reliable leader left in Westeros: Stannis. He's got the birthright. He's in his prime. He's a tried and tested battle commander, and he doesn't just talk about paying people back, he does it.
[Davos holds up his mutilated hand again]

- "We should have known.
- Even then we should have known."
- It's nonsense.
- Whenever he was with me, he was happy.
- And no one can take that away from me, not even Joffrey, how it feels to have someone.
- Someone of your own.

Ellaria: Unbowed. Unbent. Unbroken.
- For oberyn.
- All: For oberyn.

- They killed my husband.
- You say they shoved your boy from a window.
- These people will do anything.
- And that is why we have to stop them.
- The knights of the vale will stay in the vale where they belong, to protect their lord.

- We've been here the whole time.
- You lot came along and just put up a big wall and said it was yours.
- My father was ned stark.
- I have the blood of the first men.
- My ancestors lived here, same as yours.
- So why are you fighting us?

- We can destroy them by burning them.
- And we can destroy them with dragonglass.
- If we don't win this fight, then that is the fate of every person in the world.

Hot: Oh, I made you something.
[Hot Pie gives Arya a bread shaped like a wolf]
Arya: What is it?
Hot: It's a wolf.
Gendry: Yes, it is.
Arya: This is the tail?
Hot: Yeah.
Gendry: Well, be safe.
Hot: Yeah, you too. Don't get stabbed.
Gendry: You don't... burn your fingers.
Arya: Goodbye, Hot Pie.
Hot: Goodbye, Arry.
[Arya walks away and mounts Anguy's horse. She tastes from the bread. Hot Pie is about to enter the inn]
Arya: Hey, Hot Pie!
[Hot Pie stops and turns back]
Arya: It's really good!
[Hot Pie smiles]

Gilly: [pregnant] If it's a boy, we'll want to name him Jon.
Jon: I hope it's a girl.

- The beetles will feed on your eyes.
- The worms will crawl through your lungs.
- The rain will fall on your rotting skin...
- Until nothing is left of you but bones.
- First you have to kill me.
- I already have.

Bronn: [to Tyene] You fight pretty good for a little girl.

- Man: No, no!
Jon: Move, move!

- We all need to leave now!
- Loras.
- Stay with me.
- Let me through. Let me through!
Margaery: Get out of my way!
- Let us through!

Ramsay: Do you like games, little man?
[Ramsay cuts Rickon loose]
Ramsay: Let's play a game. Run to your brother. The sooner you make it to him, the sooner you get to see him again. That's it. That's the game. Easy. Ready? Go.

- Jaime, not here, please.
- Please.
- Stop it.
- Stop it.
- No.
- Stop it.
- Stop.

Petyr: I hear you're reading a boring book.
Eddard: Hm. Pycelle talks too much.
Petyr: Oh, he never stops. Do you know Ser Hugh of the Vale?
[Ned shakes his head]
Petyr: Not surprising. Until recently, he was only a squire. Jon Arryn's squire. He was knighted almost immediately after his master's untimely death.
Eddard: Knighted for what?
[Baelish gives Ned a knowing look]
Eddard: Why are you telling me this?
Petyr: I promised Cat that I'd help you.
Eddard: Where is Ser Hugh? I'll speak to him.
Petyr: A singularly bad idea. Do you see that boy, there?
[Baelish nods at the boy]
Petyr: One of Varys' little birds. The Spider has taken a great interest in your comings and goings. Now look, there.
[Baelish nods at a nearby gardener]
Petyr: That one belongs to the queen. And do you see that septa pretending to read her book?
[Baelish nods at the septa]
Eddard: Varys or the queen?
Petyr: No, she's one of mine. Is there someone in your service whom you trust completely?
Eddard: Yes.
Petyr: The wiser answer was no, my lord. Get a message to this paragon of yours, discreetly. Send him to question Ser Hugh. After that, you might want him to visit a certain armorer in the city. He lives in a large house at the top of the Street of Steel.
Eddard: Why?
Petyr: I have my observers, as I said, and it's possible that they saw Lord Arryn visit this armorer several times in the weeks before his death.
Eddard: Lord Baelish, perhaps I was wrong to distrust you.
Petyr: Distrusting me was the wisest thing you've done since you climbed off your horse.

[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!

- I should have listened to you.
- You're the only...
- That doesn't matter anymore. Stop crying.
- Look at me!
- Tell me what you want.
- You should rule the iron islands.
- Let me help you.

- I'm glad he did.
- I'm sorry, your grace.
- I know they did terrible things at the end, but their ancestors built this.
- Sometimes severity is the price we pay for greatness.
- I couldn't agree more.

- Robert had a different whore every night, but he still didn't know his way around a woman's body.
- And the kingslayer?
- You enjoy risking your neck, dontyou?
- Life is boring.
- You're not boring,
- I'll give you that.

- He loved me more than anything in the world, just like your father loves you.
- So he brought me here.
- My father prayed to the many-faced god, and I drank the water from his fountain.
- It healed me.

Cersei: [after Daenerys' grand entrance] We've been here a long time.
Daenerys: My apologies.

- Sinner.
- Sparrows: Sinner.
- Sinner. Sinner.
- Man 1: Repent!
- Sinner.
- Sinner.
- Sinner. Sinner.
- Man 2: Shame on you.
- Sparrows: Sinner.

Arya: [looks around at the knights of the Vale] Are you sure you want to do this?
Sansa: It's not what I want. It's what honor demands.
Arya: And what does honor demand?
Sansa: That I defend my family from those who would harm us. That I would defend the North from those who would betray us.
Arya: Alright, then. Get on with it.
Sansa: You stand accused of murder. You stand accused of treason. How do you answer these charges...
[Sansa turns to Littlefinger]
Sansa: ...Lord Baelish?

- This is where you'll find the man you seek.
- Here I leave you.
- Thank you for bringing me.
- Any man of braavos would have done the same.
- Valar morghulis.
- Valar dohaeris.

Arya: Take this.
[Arya hands Sansa a dagger]
Sansa: I don't know how to use it.
Arya: [quotes what Jon told her long ago] Stick them with the pointy end.

- Don't get killed.
- Nor you, my friend.
- Oh, are we friends now?
- Of course we are.
- Just because I pay you for your services doesn't diminish our friendship.
- Enhances it, really.
- Oh! "Enhances." Fancy word for a sellsword.
- Been spending time with fancy folks.

Tyrion: [Referring to Pycelle] Find him?
Bronn: Aye and he's got company.
Bronn: Filthy old stout. I almost hate to interrupt.
Tyrion: No you don't.
Bronn: You're right, I don't.

- I have a team of men after them with some of my best hounds.
- They won't get far.
- I'm glad to hear it.
- Without sansa, you won't be able to produce an heir.
- And without an heir, well...
- Let's hope the maesters are right and lady walda's carrying a boy.

- I'd hurry to your favorite establishment, or you'll put a hole in that chain mail.
- Soldier 1: We should have saved some for later.

Jon: My bannermen think I'm a fool for coming here.
Tyrion: Of course they do. If I was your Hand, I would have advised against it. General rule of thumb - Stark men don't fare well when they travel south.
Jon: True... but I'm not a Stark.

- In case you hadn't noticed.
- I'm told we still have his sisters.
- The first order of business is ransoming ser Jaime.
- No truces. We can't afford to look weak.
- We should march on them at once.
- First we must return to casterly rock to raise...
- They have my son!
- Get out, all of you.

Sansa: I wish there 'd been another way.
- Can you forgive me?
- The north is free, thanks to you.
- But they lost their king.
- Ned stark's daughter will speak for them.
- She's the best they could ask for.

Cersei: It's your sister.
- The queen.

- She doesn't know you.
- If it makes you feel better, she didn't like me either when we were growing up.
- She doesn't need to be my friend...
- But I am her queen.
- If she can't respect me...

- Hodod
Hodor: Hodor.
- Hodod

- If you don't put some clothes on,
- I can't promise I won't attack you again.
- Attack. Attack.

- I'll bring you a bowl of hot water.
- You must want to wash.
- Thank you.
- Welcome home, lady stark.
- The north remembers.

- Yah!
- Ah!
- Woman: My basket!

- We must find prince oberyn before he kills somebody, or several somebodies.
- How do you plan on finding a single dornishman in a city this big?
- You're famous for fucking half of Westeros.
- You just arrived at the capital after two weeks of bad road.
- Where would you go?
- I'd probably go to sleep, but I'm getting old.

- Nymeria?
- Nymeria, it's me, Arya.
- I'm heading north, girl.
- Back to winterfell,
- I'm finally going home.
- Come with me.
- Come with me.

- And?
- As I expected.
- A shame.
- A girl had many gifts.
- You promised me.
- Don't let her suffer.

- They say the best swords have names.
- Any ideas?
- Oath keeper.
- Goodbye, brienne.
Podrick: Come on, move.

- to you, the good people of the city.
- She comes before you with a solemn heart, shorn of secrets, naked before the eyes of gods and men, to make her walk of atonement.

Ramsay: When my father became Warden of the North, your house refused to pledge their banners. My beloved father, the Warden...
Smalljon: Your father was a cunt, and that's why you killed him. I might've done the same to my father if he hadn't done me the favor of dying on his own.
Ramsay: My father was poisoned by our enemies.
Smalljon: Mm.
[knows better]

[Tyrion rolls in his sleep very close to the edge of the cell, almost falling to his death. He wakes up in time, and quickly gets as far as he can from the chasm. He approaches the door, knocks and calls Mord the gaoler]
Tyrion: Mord! Turn-key! Mord! Mord!
[Mord, mean bully with little brain, enters the cell. He starts beating Tyrion with leather strap, making him retreat to the edge of the chasm]
Mord: [angrily] Dwarf man making noise!
Tyrion: How would you like to be rich?
Mord: [beats Tyrion again] Dwarf man still making noise!
Tyrion: [desperately] My family is rich. We have gold, lots of gold. I'm prepared to give you lots of gold if...
[Mord searches Tyrion's pockets, finding them empty]
Mord: No gold!
[Mord beats Tyrion once more]
Tyrion: Well, I don't have it HERE.
Mord: No gold!
[Mord beats Tyrion one last time and turns to leave]
Mord: Fuck off!
[Mord exits the cell]

Daenerys: We could stay a thousand years; no one would find us.
Jon: We'd be pretty old.

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?

- mycah would be alive.
- Enough!
- What's happening here?
- Arya would rather act like a beast than a lady.
- Go to your room. We'll speak later.
- That's for you, love.

- Nothing?
- She won't eat.
- We'll try again at supper.
- I think they're watching me.
- Who?
- Her soldiers.
- Of course they are. That's their job.

- queen of meereen, queen of the andals and the first men, khaleesi of the great grass sea, breaker of chains and mother of dragons.
- Don't be afraid, my friend.
- The queen says you may approach and speak.

- Find the maester.
- We need to get a raven north to sansa.
- What should I write?
- Tell her I failed.

- I have done nothing more than my duty, my lady.
- I have no doubt that on my return,
- Robin's skills will have improved immeasurably.
- He'll be safe here.
- As for his skills,
- I make no promises.

- Until the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, until the rivers run dry and the mountains blow in the wind like leaves.

Jorah: [no sign of Jon after he disappeared below the ice] We should go, Your Grace.
Daenerys: A bit longer.

- Here. Here!
- Help me!

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.

High: [to Cersei] Have the gods sent you here to tempt me? I hope not.

- Ser Jaime has chosen to remain here, as a guest of the lady of winterfell.
- We have won the great war.
- Now we will win the last war.
- In all seven kingdoms, men will live without fear and cruelty under their rightful queen.

- My son bran.
- How did he come to fall from that tower?
- I pushed him out the window.
- Why?
- I... hoped the fall would kill him.
- Why?

Eddison: And I said "If the gods wanted us to have dignity, they wouldn't make us fart when we died."
Grenn: We fart when we die?
Eddison: My blessed mother - I was holding her hand when she left this world - she farted so hard, the whole bed shook.
[Ed blows a raspberry]
Samwell: [ogling one of their host's several wives] Seems a bit greedy for one man to have so many wives. Wouldn't two or three be enough for him?
Eddison: We were having a serious discussion.

- Daenerys, please.
- Don't ever presume to touch me again or speak my name.
- You have until dusk to collect your things and leave this city.
- If you're found in meereen past break of day,
- I'll have your head thrown into slaver's bay.
- Now.

[Theon addresses him men as the horn continues to blow outside the walls]
Theon: You hear that? That's the mating call of the Northmen. They want to fuck us! Well, I haven't had a good fuck in weeks, I'm ready for one!
[the ironborn laugh]
Theon: They say that every ironborn man is worth a dozen from the mainland.
Ironborn: Aye.
Theon: You think they're right?
Lorren: Aye.
Theon: We die today, brothers! We die bleeding from a hundred wounds, with arrows in our necks and spears in our guts! But our war cries will echo through eternity. They will sing about the Battle of Winterfell until the Iron Islands have slipped beneath the waves. Every man, woman, and child will know who we were and how long we stood! Aggar and Gelmarr! Wex and Urzen! Stygg and Black Lorren! Ironborn warriors will cry out our names as they leap onto the shores of Seagard and Faircastle!
Ironborn: Aye!
Theon: Mothers will name their sons for us!
Ironborn: Aye!
Theon: Girls will think of us with their lovers inside them!
Ironborn: Aye!
[the horn blows again]
Theon: And whoever kills that *fucking* horn-blower will stand in bronze above the shores of Pyke!
Ironborn: Aye!
Theon: [thumping his chest] What is dead may never die!
Ironborn: [thumping their chests] What is dead may never die!
[Theon yells out a war cry, but Dagmer suddenly hits him over the head with his spear, knocking him unconscious]
Lorren: Thought he'd never shut up.
Dagmer: It was a good speech. Didn't want to interrupt.
[the ironborn place a hood over Theon's head. Maester Luwin appears and walks up to Dagmer]
Maester: What is this? What are you doing?
[Dagmer shoves his spear into Luwin's stomach and twists it; Luwin screams in pain and falls to the ground]
Dagmer: Let's go home.
[the ironborn drag Theon away, leaving the mortally wounded Luwin lying on the ground]

Brienne: What are you doing?
Jaime: What?
Brienne: We have never had a conversation last this long without you insulting me.

- Casterly rock.
- What was that ser davos said about taking a knife in the heart for his people?
- Did you notice that?
- You must allow them their flights of fancy.
- It's dreary in the north.

Jaime: Lothar, is it?
Lothar: [surprised] Ser Jaime. We didn't know you were coming.
Jaime: Cause you didn't set a proper perimeter. You just allowed eight thousand men to approach unchallenged.
Bronn: Good thing were friends, or we'd be fucking you in the ass right now.

- Your mother?
- Who she was, what she looked like.
- What did you tell him?
- She died when I was little.
- She had yellow hair.
- She'd sing to me sometimes.
- Look at me.

- The titan's bastard does not drink alone.
- In the second sons, we share everything.
- After the battle, maybe we'll all share you.
- I'll come looking for you when this is over.
- Ser barristan, if it comes to battle, kill that one first.
- Gladly, your grace.

- He comes back and keeps fighting.
- Here, north of the wall, and then back here again.
- He keeps fighting. He keeps fighting.
- He climbed on a fucking dragon and fought.
- What kind of person climbs on a fucking dragon?
- A madman or a king!

- It's a freak.
- It's a direonf.

- Of course.
- On the day of the great games, gather all the great masters and wise masters and worthy masters you can find, and slaughter them all.
- I am a queen, not a butcher.
- All rulers are either butchers or meat.

- Look at me. Look at me!
- Do you remember me now, boy, eh?
- Remember me?
- There's a bright boy.
- You'll be coming with me, boy, and you'll be keeping your mouth shut.

- Should we close the gate, lord commander?
- I'm not the lord...
[Clears throat] Yeah, close the bloody gate.

- What am I supposed to do with you?
- Father, you forget yourself.
- Lady stark is here...
- Who asked you? You're not lord frey yet, not until I die. Do I look dead to you?
- Father, please...
- I need lessons in courtesy from you, bastard?
- Your mother would still be a milkmaid if I hadn't squirted you into her belly.
- All right, you come fonnard.

- Lord snow.
- Are you bringing me back for trial?
- We had a good thing here.
- We were free men.
- You'll never be free.
- You'll never know what that's like.

- I didn't expect it to smell like that.
- Men shit themselves when they die.
- Didn't they teach you that at fancy lad school?
- Well, I learned it when I was five.
- What?
- Listen.

Marillion: My lord of Lannister! Might I, uh, entertain you while you eat? I can sing of your father's victory at King's Landing.
Tyrion: Nothing would more likely ruin my supper.
[noticing Catelyn]
Tyrion: Lady Stark! What an unexpected pleasure. I was sorry to have missed you at Winterfell.
Masha: [curtsying] Lady Stark!
Catelyn: I was still Catelyn Tully the last time I stayed here. You, ser, is that the Black Bat of Harrenhal I see embroidered on your coat?
Willis: It is, my lady.
Catelyn: And is Lady Whent a true and honest friend to my father, Lord Hoster Tully of Riverrun?
Willis: She is.
Catelyn: The red stallion was always a welcome sight at Riverrun. My father counts Jonas Bracken amongst his oldest and most loyal bannermen.
Kurleket: Our Lord is honored by his trust.
Tyrion: I envy your father all his fine friends, Lady Stark, but I don't quite see the purpose of this.
Catelyn: I know your sigil, as well. The Twin Towers of Frey. How fares your lord, ser?
Knight: Lord Walder is well, my lady. He has asked your father for the honor of his presence on his 90th nameday. He plans to take another wife.
Catelyn: [turning to Tyrion] This man came into my house as a guest and there conspired to murder my son, a boy of 10. In the name of King Robert and the good lords you serve, I call upon you to seize him and help me return him to Winterfell to await the king's justice.
[swords are drawn and pointed at Tyrion]

- your gold he steals, your women he will rape.
- Man 12: Heave! Heave!
- Heave!
- Those are brave men knocking at our door.
- Let's go kill them.

- My queen.
- My queen.
- Take me to your crypt.
- I want to pay my respects.
- We've been riding for a month, my love.
- Surely the dead can wait.
- Ned.

Tywin: Your Grace.
Joffrey: Grandfather.
Tywin: You wanted to speak to me?
Joffrey: Yes, I'd like a report on the meetings of my small council.
Tywin: You're welcome to attend the meetings of your small council, Your Grace. Any or all of them.
Joffrey: I've been very busy. Many important matters require a king's attention.
Tywin: Of course.
Joffrey: You've been holding the council meetings in the Tower of the Hand instead of the small council chamber.
Tywin: I have, yes.
Joffrey: May I ask why?
Tywin: The Tower of the Hand is where I work. To walk from there to here would take time, a time I could otherwise spend productively.
Joffrey: So if I wanted to attend a council meeting, I would now have to climb all the stairs in the Tower of the Hand?
Tywin: We could arrange to have you carried.

Daenerys: Viserion?
- Rhaegal?
- Easy. Easy.
- Easy.

- And only by admitting what we are can we get what we want.
- And what do you want?
- Oh, everything, my dear.
- Everything there is.
- Now wash yourselves.
- Both of you are working tonight.
- Hmm.

- Those who survive, we shall enslave once more.
- Perhaps we'll make a slave of you as well.
- You swore me safe conduct.
- I did, but my dragons made no promises.
- And you threatened their mother.
- Take the gold.

Walder: Stark, Tully, Lannister, Baratheon. Give me one good reason why I should waste a single thought on any of you?

- Especially black walder.
- What...
- My name is Arya stark.
- I want you to know that.
- The last thing you're ever going to see is a stark smiling down at you as you die.

Robb: All men should keep their word, kings most of all.

- We've come to a dangerous place.
- We cannot fight a war amongst ourselves.
- All right?
- Go on. It's yours.
- I can keep it?
- Try not to stab your sister with it.

- The lady melisandre...
- I know, Stannis.
- The lady melisandre has told me everything.
- No act done in service of the lord of light can ever be a sin.
- When she told me,
- I wept with joy.

- The king in the north!
- The king in the north!
- The king in the north!
- The king in the north!
- The king in the north!
- The king in the north!
- Lady stark.
- I want to see him.
- Now!

Petyr: I have always found revenge to be the purest of motivations.

- Welcome to king's landing, lady stark.
- Would you mind following us?
- I would. We've done nothing wrong.
- We've been instructed to escort you into the city.
- Instructed?
- I don't know who's providing your instructions, but...
- Follow me, lady stark.

- Fuck this, come on!
- We're going home!

Jorah: Get behind!
- Mormont, cut me free!
- Mormont!
- Mormont!
- Mormont!

- Yeah, that's you.
- That's what you've always been.

- Man: Steady!
- Shut the gate.
- Man: Shut the gate!
- Shut the gate!
- Open the gate!
- Letusin!
- Man: Open the gate!

- As long as the boltons hold winterfell, the north is divided.
- And a divided north won't stand a chance against the night king.
- You want to protect your people, my lady.
- I understand.
- But there's no hiding from this.
- We have to fight, and we need to do it together.

Ygritte: Here, sit down. Brought a pair for you.
[Ygritte tosses Jon a pair of crampons]
Ygritte: They're too big for you, but they're good.
Jon: You kill someone for them?
Ygritte: Nah. I didn't kill him. But I bet his balls are still bruised.
[Jon laughs]
Ygritte: He wasn't good to me the way you're good to me. Well, he didn't do that thing you do with your tongue.
Jon: [lowers his voice nervously] Yeah, can we not talk about that here?
Ygritte: [playfully imitates him] "Can we not talk about that here? Oh, I'm Jon Snow. I've killed dead men and Qhorin Halfhand, but I'm scared of naked girls!"
Jon: Did I seem scared the other day?
Ygritte: You were trembling like a leaf.
Jon: Only in the beginning.
[Ygritte chuckles]
Ygritte: Only in the beginning. You're a proper lover, Jon Snow. And don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.
Jon: What secret?
Ygritte: Do you think I'm as dumb as all those girls in silk dresses you knew growing up?
[Jon chuckles and starts tying on his crampons]
Ygritte: You're loyal. And you're brave. You didn't stop being a crow the day you walked into Mance Rayder's tent.
[Jon freezes]
Ygritte: But I'm your woman now, Jon Snow. You're going to be loyal to your woman. The Night's Watch don't care if you live or die. Mance Rayder don't care if I live or die. We're just soldiers in their armies, and there's plenty more to carry on if we go down. But it's you and me that matters to me and you. Don't ever betray me.
[Jon hesitates, then looks at her]
Jon: I won't.
Ygritte: Because I'll cut your pretty cock right off and wear it round me neck.

Tyrion: Stannis Baratheon is coming for us, sooner rather than later.
Cersei: Aren't there other things you should be doing, like sealing my daughter in a crate so you can ship her away?
Tyrion: She'll be safer in Dorne.
Cersei: Yes, I know how "concerned" you are for her safety.
Tyrion: It so happens that I am. Myrcella is a sweet, innocent girl, and I don't blame her at all for you.
Cersei: So clever. Aren't you? Always so clever with your schemes and your plots.
Tyrion: Schemes and plots are the same thing.

- Vomiting is not celebrating.
- Yes, it is.
- Ah!
- To the dragon queen!
- To Arya stark, the hero of winterfell!
- Woman: Drink!

- I've already asked, my lord.
- They won't let him see you.
- Why not?
- They say he's a known cutthroat and your close associate.
- He's under investigation himself.
- And my brother?
- Will they at least allow me to see Jaime?
- I'll ask, my lord.

- Lying to your husband on his wedding night, that would be a bad way to start a marriage.
- We're man and wife now.
- We should be honest with each other.
- Don't you think?
- Yes.

- Get up!
- We have to keep moving.
- Take her.
- Take her!
- Take her.
- Come on!
- Come on!

- And now I've struck a king.
- Did my hand fall from my wrist?
- Where is the stark girl?
- Let them have her.
- If she dies, you'll never get your uncle Jaime back.
- You owe him quite a bit, you know.

Jon: How do you know it will be good?
Daenerys: Because I know what is good.

[Gregor "the Mountain" Clegane kills prisoners very brutally and mercilessly while Cersei watches. She approaches]
Cersei: Ser Gregor, welcome to the capital. Thank you for riding here so quickly.
[Cersei glances at the dead bodies]
Cersei: You seem to be in good form.
Gregor: Who am I fighting?
Cersei: Does it matter?
[Gregor shakes his head]

Arya: [packing her belongings] Septa Mordane says I have to do it again. My things weren't properly folded, she says. Who cares how they're folded? They're gonna get all messed up, anyway.
Jon: It's good you've got help.
Arya: Watch. Nymeria, gloves.
Jon: [her wolf sits there and whimpers] Impressive.
Arya: Shut up.

- I imagined you'd be back at the brothel at this hour.
- I did spend some time with an absolutely stunning blonde the other day.
- Mmm. Do tell.
- I've got every kind of filth down here except the kind I like.
- Your sister.

- His proclivities were the worst kept secret at court.
- It's a shame the throne isn't made out of cocks.
- They'd have never got him off it.
- Shut your mouth!
- I don't blame him.
- And I don't blame you, either.
- We don't get to choose who we love.

Jon: What do you want me to say?
Samwell: I want you to tell me what it was like to have someone. To be with someone. To love someone and have them love you back. We're all gonna die a lot sooner than I'd planned. You're the closest I'll ever get to knowing.
Jon: So you and Gilly never...?
Samwell: No. She just had a baby.
[pause]
Samwell: And she never offered.
Jon: But if she had, you would have? You'd have broken your vows?
Samwell: The interesting thing is, our vows never specifically forbid intimate relations with women.
Jon: What?
Samwell: "I shall take no wife." Yes, that's in there. There's no denying that. "I shall father no children." It's very specific. But what our vows have to say about other activities is open to interpretation.
Jon: I don't think Ser Alliser cares much for interpretation.

- The right plan?
- Your strategy has lost us dorne, the iron islands, and the reach.
- If I've underestimated our enemies...
- Our enemies?
- Your family, you mean.
- Perhaps you don't want to hurt them, after all.

Tyrion: A wise man once said a true history of the world is a history of great conversations in elegant rooms.
Missandei: Who said this?
Tyrion: Me, just now.
[Missandei has no sense of humor and just frowns]

- You are the queen and I am a servant of meereen.
- A servant who does not wish to see its traditions eradicated.
- And what traditions do you speak of?
- Of funeral rite.
- Proper burial in the temple of the graces.
- My father and 162 noble meereenese are still nailed to those posts, carrion for vultures, rotting in the sun.

Jaime: I just saw the Dothraki fight. They'll beat any mercenary army, they'll beat any army I've ever seen. Killing our men wasn't war for them, it was sport. Her dragon burned a thousand wagons. Qyburn's scorpion fired bolts bigger than you. They couldn't stop it. And she has three of them! This isn't a war we can win.
Cersei: [sarcastically] So what do we do? Sue for peace? I sit on her father's throne, a father you betrayed and murdered, and in her mind, she's winning. What sort of offer do you think she'd make? Maybe we can count on Tyrion to intercede on our behalf, by way of apology for murdering our father and son.
Jaime: He didn't.
Cersei: You saw the crossbow, you saw his body.
Jaime: I'm not talking about Father. Tyrion didn't kill Joffrey, he had nothing to do with it.
Cersei: After all this time, it still amazes me that you...
Jaime: It was Olenna. She confessed before she died.
Cersei: And this was before or after she drank the poison you so kindly provided her?
Jaime: After.
Cersei: And you believed her?
Jaime: If you were Olenna, would you rather have seen your granddaughter married to Joffrey or Tommen? Which one would Margaery have been better able to control? Which one would have made Olenna the true ruler of the seven kingdoms? She was telling the truth.
Cersei: [angry] I shouldn't have listened to you. She should've died screaming.
Jaime: She's dead. Like her son, her grandchildren, her whole house. And if we don't find a way out of this war, we'll follow them.
Cersei: So we fight and die, or we submit and die. I know my choice. A soldier should know his.

[Arya is awaken by noises. She hears the farmer's daughter screaming. She comes out of the stable and finds the farmer lying on the ground, bleeding, his daughter treats him. The Hound takes the farmer's money pouch and walks away. Arya rushes after the Hound]
Arya: [accusingly] What did you do?
Sandor: Get your horse saddled.
Arya: You told me you weren't a thief.
Sandor: I wasn't.
Arya: He took us in. He fed us and you...
Sandor: Aye, he took us in. He's a good man, and his daughter makes a nice stew, and they'll both be dead come winter.
Arya: You don't know that.
Sandor: I do know it! He's weak. He can't protect himself. And they'll both be dead come winter. Dead men don't need silver.
Arya: You're the worst shit in the Seven Kingdoms!
[the Hound stops and turns back to face Arya]
Sandor: There's plenty worse than me. I just understand the way things are. How many Starks they got to behead before you figure it out?

- My mother?
- She was very kind.
- Good.
- Next time I see you, you'll be all in black.
- It was always my color.
- Farewell, snow.
- And you, stark.

- Our heads would still be rotting on the city gate.
- Trying to have me killed is an odd way of saying thank you.
- There are two people in king's landing who can give an order to a kingsguard.
- Did you or did you not order ser mandon to kill me during the battle of the Blackwater?

Jaime: Look at Me. You're a Stark of Winterfell. You know our words.
Tywin: Winter is coming

- No.
- No.

[Jaime is chained and his hands are shackled. Brienne walks after Jaime, holding the chain and watching him]
Jaime: Do you know how long it's going to take us to get to King's Landing walking through fields and forests?
Brienne: Yes.
[a sheep bleating is heard]
Jaime: So how shall we pass the time?
Brienne: By putting one foot in front of the other.
Jaime: It's going to be a very dull walk.
Brienne: I'm here to take you to King's Landing and bring back Lady Stark's daughters in exchange. Dull is fine.
Jaime: [stops and turns to face Brienne] You know, it doesn't matter how loyal a servant you are.
[Brienne pushes Jaime back to walking]
Jaime: No one enjoys the company of a humorless mute. Trust me on this. People have been serving me since I was born. You think Lady Stark is going to want a giant towheaded plank following her around for the rest of her life?
[Brienne pushes Jaime strongly]
Jaime: A week's journey with you and she'll order you to fall on your sword.
Brienne: If Lady Stark is unhappy with any aspect of my service, I'm sure she'll let me know. She's an honest woman.
Jaime: All the good it's done her.

- But it doesn't matter now.
- It doesn't matter now.

- Wrong, wrong, wrong! Drink!
Tyrion: Mmm!
- You were married. Before sansa.
- Drink.
- You're drinking wine, but you prefer ale!
- No!

- No doubt many of us would fall.
- But who are we, hmm?
- We have no names, no family.
- Every one of us is poor and powerless.
- And yet together... [Chuckles]
- We can overthrow an empire.

- Quiet, woman.
- Jaime has fled the city.
- Give me leave to bring him back to justice.
- I took you for a king.
- Hold your tongue.
- He's attacked one of my brothers and abducted the other.
- I should wear the armor and you the gown.

- What does mance want with a dead man's bastard?
- I don't know.
- I think he'll want to decide for himself.
- He runs, I'll chop his balls off.
- He runs, I'll do it meself.
- We're even now, Jon snow.

Viserys: Khal Drogo! I'm here for the feast!
[Khal Drogo speaks Dothraki, points to the door]
Jorah: Khal Drogo says, "There is a place for you - back there".
Viserys: That is no place for a king!
Khal: [in English] You are no "king".

- Sire, I served you well.
- Crowd: [Chanting]
- Lord of light, show us the way.
- Lead us from the darkness.
- Selyse, you're my sister!
- Yours are the stars that guide us.
- Tell him!
- Tell him!
Melisandre: Lord of light, protect us, for the night is dark and full of terrors.

- It's getting late.
- I should go.
- May I come and visit you again?
- All right, then.
- Remember, our little secret.

- It's just a stupid dream.
- I've got to get these potatoes to the kitchen.
- Othennise they'll put me in chains again.
- Osha.
- The three-eyed raven, what do they say about it north of the wall?
- They say all sorts of crazy things north of the wall.

Sansa: [to Ramsay, after he threw Rickon's wolf's head onto the ground] You're going to die tomorrow, Lord Bolton.
[looks at him disdainfully]
Sansa: Sleep well.
[pulls back on the reins of her horse, turns around, rides off]
Ramsay: [to Jon Snow] She's a fine woman, your sister. I look forward to having her back in my bed.
[to: ]
Ramsay: All of you are fine-looking men. My dogs are desperate to meet you.
[chuckles]
Ramsay: I haven't fed them in seven days. They're ravenous. I wonder which part of you they'll go for first? Your eyes? Your balls?

- what did I do in response?
- You started a war.
- And if I would start a war for that lecherous little stump, what do you think I am doing for my oldest son and heir?
- Whatever you can.
- Whatever I can.

- Stay close.
- This way.
- The other side. Follow me.
- Protect your queen!

- What did lord arryn want?
- He always came to see the boy.
- I'd like to see him as well.
- As you wish, my lord.
- Gendry!
- Here he is.
- Strong for his age.
- He works hard.
- Show the hand the helmet you made, lad.

- and one man can be worth 10,000.
- Knight: Who would pass the bloody gate?
- Lord petyr baelish and his niece alayne.
- Stand to.
- Knights: Stand to!
- Welcome back, lord baelish.

Cersei: Any time a Targaryen is born, the gods flip a coin.

- We can stop. We can rest.
- We'll rest with the three-eyed raven.

- A lord.
- You've seen my banners?
- The flayed man.
- Does that worry you at all?
- You eat them after?
- Then I've seen worse.

[in the duel, Bronn has killed Ser Vardis Egen and threw him out of the Moon Door. Lysa is furious]
Lysa: You don't fight with honor!
[Bronn turns to face Lysa, smiling mockingly]
Bronn: No...
[Bronn points to the open Moon Door]
Bronn: ...he did.

- "look after one another."
- Father.
- "When the snows fall and the white winds blow,
- "the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives."
- I miss him.
- Me, too.

- Anything at all.
- The best shipwrights in king's landing have been working on it for months.
- Myrcella loves the open water.
Oberyn: I will have it sailed down to sunspear for her.
- Please tell her her mother misses her very much.

[repeated line]
Hodor: Hodor!

Jon: [to Ramsay] Thousands of men don't need to die. Only one of us. Let's end this the old way. You against me.

- I am syrio forel...
- Foreign bastard.
- And you will be speaking to me with more respect.
- Kill the braavosi. Bring the girl.
- Arya child, we are done with dancing for the day.
- Run to your father.

- Dolorous edd: And I said,
- "if the gods wanted us to have dignity,
- "they wouldn't make us fart when we died."
Grenn: We fart when we die?
- Dolorous edd: My blessed mother,
- I was holding her hand when she left this world.
- She farted so hard, the whole bed shook.

Meryn: [sees very young girl] Good.
[to the madam: ]
Meryn: I'll tell you when we're done.
[leads: ]
Meryn: You will have another one for me tomorrow?

- screaming like a dying pig.
- I walked over to your crib,
- I looked down at you.
- I wanted to strangle you.
- And you looked up at me and you stopped screaming.
- You smiled at me.
- Don't die so far from the sea.

Cersei: You're insolent. I've executed men for less.
Euron: They were lesser men.

- You didn't tell them I'm a wildling?
- The thing is...
- My father doesn't like wildlings.
- He hoped I'd make a man of myself by "killing some bloody wildlings," so it's probably a good subject to avoid if at all possible.
- I think we're here.

- They'll hang you for this.
- Now.
- I won't leave him.
- You can't avenge him if you're dead.
- Man: Over there, go!
- Not that way.

[armed guards confront Daenerys and her followers]
Daenerys: [softly] I thought we were welcome.
Jorah: If you heard a Dothraki horde was approaching your city, you might do the same, Khaleesi.
Daenerys: [looks back at her depleted tribe] Horde?

Stannis: I will not become a page in someone else's history book.

Sansa: You want us to use you as bait?
- We're not leaving you alone out there.
- He won't be. I'll stay with him.
- With the ironborn.
- I took this castle from you.
- Let me defend you now.

- Your grace.
- You're a literary man now.
- What do you make of that?

- Our decision is final.
- Very well.
- I invoke soumai.
- I will vouch for her, her people, and her dragons, in accordance with the law.
- Be it on your head.
- Welcome to qarth, my lady.

- Give me diamonds and make me disappear.
- What are you talking about?
- If you want me to leave, just say it.
- Say it!
- Shh.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- You want me to stay?

Jaime: I was sixteen once. I also had to replace someone's squire on short notice.
Alton: Which knight was it?
Jaime: Barristan Selmy. The fight against the kingswood outlaws, before your time.
Alton: What was he like?
Jaime: He was a painter. A painter who only used red.I couldn't imagine being able to fight like that. Not back then. And to help him do it, to be a part of something that perfect. I don't need to explain how that felt, not to you.
Alton: It's hard to put into words.
Jaime: It's like stepping into a dream you've been dreaming for as long as you can remember and finding out that the dream is more real than your life.

- Who said anything about "him"?
- You have a choice, my friend.
- You can stay here at illyrio's palace and drink yourself to death, or you can ride with me to meereen, meet Daenerys Targaryen, and decide if the world is worth fighting for.
- Can I drink myself to death on the road to meereen?

- Soldier 1: Open the door!
- Soldier 2: Open the door!
- Soldier 3: Come on!
- Soldier 4: Open the door!
- Open the door!
- Soldier 4: Please!
- Open it!

Robert: [to Joffrey] You let that little girl disarm you?

- Together we announce a new age of Harmony.
- A holy alliance between the crown and the faith.

- I know what you intend. Do not.
- I must.
[Sighs] You don't understand...
- Don't ask me to stand aside as you climb on that pyre.
- I won't watch you burn.
- Is that what you fear?

Tywin: They have my son.
Tyrion: The Stark boy appears to be less green than we'd hoped.
Leo: I heard his wolf killed a dozen men and as many horses.
Addam: Is it true about Stannis and Renly?
Kevan: Both Baratheon brothers have taken up against us. Jaime captured, his armies scattered... It's a catastrophe. Perhaps we should sue for peace.
[Tyrion knocks his goblet onto the floor, shattering it]
Tyrion: There's your peace. Joffrey saw to that when he decided to remove Ned Stark's head. You'll have an easier time drinking from that cup than you will bringing Robb Stark to the table now. He's winning, in case you haven't noticed.
Kevan: I'm told we still have his sisters...
Leo: The first order of business is ransoming Ser Jaime.
Addam: No truces, we can't afford to look weak. We should march on them at once.
Kevan: First we must return to Casterly Rock to raise...
Tywin: THEY HAVE MY SON!
[everyone goes silent. Tywin turns around to address the room]
Tywin: Get out, all of you.

Arya: [to Gendry] I am not the Red Woman. Take your own bloody pants off.

Tyrion: Maybe Cersei will win and kill us all. That will solve our problems.

[Varys sneaks up on Littlefinger in the throne room]
Lord: The first to arrive and the last to leave. I admire your industry.
Petyr: You do move quietly.
Lord: We all have our qualities.
Petyr: You look a bit lonely today. You should pay a visit to my brothel this evening. First boy is on the house.
Lord: I think you are mistaking business with pleasure.
Petyr: Am I? All those birds that whisper in your ear, such pretty little things. Trust me... we accommodate all inclinations.
Lord: Oh, I'm sure. Lord Redwyne likes his boys very young, I hear.
Petyr: I'm a purveyor of beauty and discretion, both equally important.
Lord: Though I suppose beauty is a subjective quality, no? Is it true that Ser Marlon of Tumblestone prefers amputees?
Petyr: All desires are valid to a man with a full purse.
Lord: And I heard the most awful rumor about a certain lord with a taste for fresh cadavers. Must be enormously difficult to accommodate that inclination. The logistics alone... to find beautiful corpses before they rot.
Petyr: Strictly speaking, such a thing would not be in accordance with the king's laws.
Lord: Strictly speaking.
Petyr: Tell me... does someone somewhere keep your balls in a little box? I've often wondered.
Lord: Do you know I have no idea where they are? And we had been so close. But enough about me, how have you been since we last saw each other?
Petyr: Since you last saw me or since I last saw you?
Lord: Now, the last time I saw you, you were talking to the Hand of the King.
Petyr: Saw me with your own eyes?
Lord: Eyes I own.
Petyr: Council business. We all have so much to discuss with Ned Stark.
Lord: Everyone's well aware of your enduring... fondness for Lord Stark's wife. If the Lannisters were behind the attempt on the Stark boy's life, and it was discovered that you helped the Starks come to that conclusion... to think... a simple word to the queen...
Petyr: One shudders at the thought.
[Varys shudders mockingly]
Petyr: But you know something, I do believe I have seen you even more recently than you have seen me.
Lord: Have you?
Petyr: Yes. Earlier today, I distinctly recall you talking to Lord Stark in his chambers.
Lord: [scoffing] Was that you under the bed?
Petyr: And not long after that, when I saw you escorting a certain... foreign dignitary... council business? Of course, you would have friends from across the narrow sea. You're from there yourself. After all, we're friends, aren't we, Lord Varys? I'd like to think we are. So you can imagine my burden, wondering if the king might question my friend's sympathies, to stand at a crossroads where turning left means loyalty to a friend, turning right, loyalty to the realm...
Lord: Oh, please.
Petyr: ...to find myself in a position where a simple word to the king...
[Renly walks in]
Renly: What are you two conspiring about? Well, whatever it is, you'd best hurry up. My brother is coming.
Petyr: To a small council meeting?
Lord: Disturbing news from far away. Hadn't you heard?

Jon: When enough people make false promises, words stop meaning anything. Then there are no more answers, only better and better lies.

- You wanted to see me, aunt lysa?
- Come here, sansa.

- What's this?
- Gold for the farmer.
- For his trouble.
- His troubles are done.
- He's feeding the crops now.
- His wife, too.
- You want to keep a man silent, you silence him.

Petyr: Ah, the Starks! Quick tempers, slow minds.

- Ser barristan.
- Ser jorah.
- Have I forgotten a council meeting?
- What's this?
- A royal pardon signed by Robert Baratheon.

- A girl lies to me, to the many-faced god, to herself.
- Does she truly want to be no one?
- Yes.
- I'm not playing this stupid game anymore!
- We never stop playing.

- You'll have a comfortable life in pentos.
- Bronn will escort you to your ship.

- How much?
- Double.
- Double?
- I'm a knight now.
- Knights are worth double.
- I don't even know how much I'm paying you now.
- Which means you can afford it.

Cersei: [to Sansa] Do you have any notion of what happens when a city is sacked? No, you wouldn't, would you? If the city falls, these fine women should be in for a bit of a rape. Half of them will have bastards in their bellies come the morning. You'll be glad of your red flower then. When a man's blood is up, anything with tits looks good. A precious thing like you will look very, very good. A slice of cake just waiting to be eaten.

- Maybe that helps them believe that you can make other impossible things happen.
- Build a world that's different from the shit one they've always known.
- But if you use them to melt castles and burn cities, you're not different.
- You're just more of the same.

- His wasn't even good.
- He explained it at the end.
- Never explain, it always ruins it.
- We don't even let your kind live in the iron islands, you know.
- We kill you at birth.
- An act of mercy for the parents.
- Perhaps you ought to sit down.
- Sit down or leave.

Bronn: [the Sand Snakes do not think he's getting away from Dorne] No great hurry. Dornish women are the most beautiful in the world.
Tyene: Thank you.
Bronn: I said Dornish women. I didn't say you.
Tyene: [gets up, walks towards her cell door opposite his across the narrow corridor] I'm not the most beautiful woman you've ever seen?
[her sisters raise their eyes]
Bronn: I've seen quite a few women in all the Seven Kingdoms.
Tyene: Name one more beautiful than I am.
Bronn: [gets up from his bunk] Well, now...
[her hand starts moving down]
Bronn: in King's Landing, there was an absolutely... gorgeous...
[she bared a fulsom breast, and he falls silent]
Tyene: There was a what?
[smiles]
Tyene: In King's Landing, you were saying?
Bronn: Was I?
Tyene: There was a woman more beautiful than I am.
Bronn: Was there? My memory's not what it was earlier.
Tyene: [bares a hint of loin as well] How's your arm now?
Bronn: You seem concerned with it. You must really like me.
Tyene: [chuckles, bares all] And how about your head?
Bronn: My head?
[sounds bit weary]
Bronn: My head? You don't even wanna know what's going on in...
[gasps for air]
Tyene: Your nose is bleeding.
Bronn: [gasps] It's nothing. It's the dry air...
[labored breathing, slumps down]
Tyene: [bright-eyed grin] My dagger was coated with a special ointment from Asshai. They call it the Long Farewell.
[as: ]
Tyene: It takes time to work... but if a single drop makes contact with the skin... death!
[produces tiny vial]
Tyene: The only antidote!
[his hand reaches out]
Tyene: Who's the most beautiful woman in the world?
Bronn: [almost inaudible, hoarse whisper] You.
Tyene: Sorry? Who?
Bronn: [desperately] You!
Tyene: Don't drop it.
[tosses vial across corridor into his cell, and he laboriously scurries for it, struggling to swallow, but inmediately starts recovering]
Tyene: I think you're very handsome as well.

Hodor: Hodor.

- Promise me, ned.
- Promise me.

- Have another drink.
- Gladly, but this, I can't do.
- Believe me, no one is more shocked than I am.
- I hope it passes.
- What will I do in my spare time?
- Go for a piss. That's a start.

- Tell lord tywin winter is coming for him.
- 20,000 northerners marching south to find out if he really does shit gold.
- Yes, my lord.
- Thank you, my lord.

Sandor: Seems every bad idea has some Lannister cunt behind it.
Tyrion: And some Clegane cunt to help them see it through.

Waymar: [to Will] Do the dead frighten you?

- You staring at me ass, Jon snow?
- Look out!
- You all right?
- Just seeing if you can take a hit, lad.

- We have so much to celebrate.
- A wedding to plan. You must rest.
- Grand maester, perhaps some essence of nightshade to help him sleep.
- I'm not tired!
Cersei: Come.

- Leave this wedding right now.
- Go to the kitchens and instruct them that all the leftovers from the feast will be brought to the kennels.
- Your grace, queen margaery...
- The queen is telling you the leftovers will feed the dogs, or you will.

- I don't love tywin Lannister.
- I love my brother.
- I love my lover.
- People will whisper, they'll make theirjokes. Let them.
- They're all so small, I can't even see them.
- I only see what matters.
- Someone will walk in.
- I don't care.

Tyrion: I want what is mine by right. Jaime is your eldest son, heir to your lands and titles, but he is a Kingsguard, forbidden from marriage or inheritance. The day Jaime put on the white cloak, he gave up his claim to Casterly Rock. I am your son and lawful heir.
Tywin: [nods] You want Casterly Rock?
Tyrion: It is mine by right.
Tywin: We'll find you accommodations more suited to your name and as a reward for your accomplishments during the Battle of Blackwater Bay. And when the time is right, you will be given a position fit for your talents, so that you can serve your family and protect our legacy. And if you serve faithfully, you will be rewarded with a suitable wife - and I would let myself be consumed by maggots before mocking the family name and making you heir to Casterly Rock!
Tyrion: [quietly] Why?
Tywin: [raises his voice in anger] Why? You ask that? You who killed your mother to come into the world?
[Tywin stands and approaches Tyrion, while talking to him contemptuously]
Tywin: You are an ill-made, spiteful little creature full of envy, lust, and low cunning. Men's laws give you the right to bear my name and display my colors since I cannot prove that you are not mine. And to teach me humility, the Gods have condemned me to watch you waddle about wearing that proud lion that was my father's sigil and his father's before him. But neither Gods nor men will ever compel me to let you turn Casterly Rock into your whorehouse. Go, now. Speak no more of your rights to Casterly Rock. Go!
[Tywin returns to his seat. Tyrion is deeply hurt by his father's words, but says nothing. He stands and starts to leave]
Tywin: One more thing.
[Tyrion stops and turns back to his father]
Tywin: The next whore I catch in your bed, I'll hang.
[Tyrion leaves]

Ser: The common people pray for rain, health, and a summer that never ends. They don't care what games the high lords play.
Daenerys: What do you pray for, Ser Jorah?
Ser: Home.

Jon: You're Tyrion Lannister, the queen's brother?
Tyrion: My greatest accomplishment. And you, you're Ned Stark's bastard, aren't you?
[Jon turns to walk away]
Tyrion: Did I offend you? Sorry. You are the bastard, though.
Jon: Lord Eddard Stark is my father.
Tyrion: And Lady Stark is not your mother, making you the bastard.

- Careful, beric. You lost your priest.
- This is your last life.
- I've been waiting for the end for a long time.
- Maybe the lord brought me here to find it.
- Every lord I've ever met's been a cunt.
- Don't see why the lord of light should be any different.

- Could have sworn those were shark fins.
- Dolphins, maybe.
- Throw your swords in the sand.
- Boys, there's no need for this.
- Just point us in the right direction, we'll find our way home.
- Swords in the sand now.

- Hyah! Hyah!
- That one should be slow enough.

- So if we're not going to oldtown, where are you taking me?
- To my home. Horn hill.
- My father's... well, my father.
- But my mother's a kind woman and my sister's lovely.
- They'll take care of you both.
- "Wherever you go, I go, too."
- That's what you said.

- What's in the tower?
- That's enough for one day.
- We'll visit again another time.
- I want to see where he's going.
- Time to go.
- Father!

[Tyrion is urinating off of a balcony. Someone comes up behind him]
Tyrion: No need to worry. I was just...
[Tyrion turns around and it reveals to be Jorah Mormont]
Tyrion: Oh, thought you were someone else. Show's almost over. I'm sure there are girls inside who'd be happy to oblige.
[Jorah starts tying Tyrion up]
Tyrion: You've made some kind of mistake. Why don't you tell me what you think you're doing, and then...
[Jorah puts a gag in Tyrion's mouth]
Jorah: I'm taking you to the queen.
[Jorah takes Tyrion away]

- The night king is coming.
- The dead are already here.

Tyrion: If my sister were so concerned for Pycell, I would've thought she'd come herself. Instead she sends you. What have I to make of that?
Lancel: I don't care what you make of it, so long as you release your prisoner immediately.
Tyrion: And you received these instructions directly from Cersei?
Lancel: As I said several times.
Tyrion: And it took you this long to deliver this information?
Lancel: When the Queen Regent gives me a command, I carry it out without delay.
Tyrion: Cersei must have great trust in you. Allowing you into her chamber during the hour of the wolf.
Lancel: The Queen Regent has great many responsibilities. She often works from dusk till dawn.
Tyrion: She must be very glad you're helping her from dusk till dawn.
[Tyrion smells Lancel]
Tyrion: Ah, lavender oil, she always loved lavender oil even as a girl.
Lancel: I am a knight!
Tyrion: An anointed knight, yes. Tell me, did Cersei have you knighted before or after she took you into her bed?
Tyrion: What? Nothing to say? No more warnings for me, Ser?
Lancel: You withdraw these filthy accusations...
Tyrion: Have you given any thought as to what King Joffrey would have to say when he finds out you've been bedding his mother?
Lancel: [sighs in disbelief] It, it's not my fault.
Tyrion: Did she take you, against your will? Can you defend yourself, knight?
Lancel: Your own father, Lord Tywin, when I was named the King's squire, he told me to obey her in everything.
Tyrion: Did he tell you to fuck her too?
Lancel: I only meant I did what I was bid!
Tyrion: You hated every moment? Is that what you'll have me believe? A high place in court, a knighthood and my sister's legs spread open for you at night. Oh, yes, it must have been terrible. Wait here, His Grace would want to hear this.
Lancel: Mercy, mercy, My Lord, I beg you!
Tyrion: Save it for Joffrey, he loves a good grovel.

Viserys: What does Ned Stark want you for? Buying from a slaver?
Jorah: Selling to one. Some poachers I caught on my land.
Viserys: Under my reign, you won't be punished for such nonsense. You can rest assured of that.

- I know what you did for me.
- You told them tarth was full of sapphires.
- It's called the sapphire isle because of the blue of its water.
- You knew that.
- Why did you help me?

- and tell no one else.
- Or it will take on a life of its own and you won't be able to control it or what it does to people.
- No matter how many times you bend the knee, no matter what you swear.
- I want it to be the way it was between us.

- I came to say goodbye to bran.
- You've said it.

Kevan: We'll have civil war. Many will die.
Olenna: Many will die no matter what we do. Better them than us.

Salladhor: What is the world coming to when smugglers must vouch for the honor of kings?

- I extend to you my hospitality and protection in the light of the seven.
- We thank you for your hospitality, my lord.
- I have come to make my apologies, my lord, and to beg your forgiveness.
- Don't beg my forgiveness, your grace.
- It wasn't me you spurned. It was my girls.

[repeated line]
Samwell: I read it in a book.

- This is your last warning.
- Yield the castle.

- No.
- Please?
- I'll UN-name you.
- Thank you.
- If you help me and my friends escape.
- This would require more than one life.
- This is not part of our bargain.
- Fine, jaqen h'ghar.
- A girl lacks honor.

Doreah: What happened to the dragons? I was told that brave men killed them all.
Viserys: Brave men didn't kill dragons. The brave men rode them. Rode them from Valyria to build the greatest civilization this world has ever seen. The breath of the greatest dragon forged the Iron Throne, which the Usurper is keeping warm for me. The swords of the vanquished, a thousand of them... melted together like so many candles.
Doreah: I have always wanted to see a dragon. There's nothing in the world that I would rather see.
Viserys: Really? Why dragons?
Doreah: They can fly. And wherever they are, just a few flaps of their wings and they're somewhere else... far away. And they can kill. Anyone or anything that tries to hurt them gets burned away to nothing... melted... like so many candles.
[Doreah pours hot wax on Viserys]
Viserys: Ow.
Doreah: Yes. Seeing a dragon would make me very happy.
Viserys: Well, after 15 years in a pleasure house, I imagine just seeing the sky makes you happy.
Doreah: I was not locked in. I have seen things.
Viserys: What have you seen?
Doreah: I've seen... a man from Asshai with a dagger of real dragonglass.
Viserys: Ooh.
Doreah: I've seen a man who could change his face the way that other men change their clothes. And I've seen a pirate who wore his weight in gold and whose ship had sails of colored silk. So... have you seen one?
Viserys: A pirate ship?
Doreah: A dragon.
Viserys: No. No, the last one died many years before I was born. I'll tell you what I have seen - their skulls. They used to decorate the throne room in the Red Keep. When I was very young, just three or four, my father used to walk me down the rows and I'd recite their names for him. When I got them all right, he'd give me a sweet. The ones closest to the door were the last ones they were able to hatch and they were all stunted and wrong with skulls no bigger than dog skulls. But... but as you got closer to the Iron Throne... they got bigger and bigger and bigger. There was Ghiscar and Valryon, Vermithrax, Essovius... Archonei, Meraxes, Vhagar... and Balerion the Dread... whose fire forged the Seven Kingdoms into one.

- Could you bring me that vial over there?
- The blue one.
- No, not that one.
- You don't even want to touch that one.
- Next to it.
- That's the one.

- I loved them, I miss them, but they made stupid mistakes, and they both lost their heads for it.
- And how should I be smarter?
- By listening to you?
- Would that be so terrible?
- A raven from king's landing, your grace.

- He saved my father's life during the rebellion.
- Your father told you about the rebellion?
- Mine never did. But I saw that, too.
- What else have you seen?
- Only one thing that matters, you.

- Only what he gives me, and he gave me you.
- I don't know.
- Maybe you're only needed for this small part of his plan and nothing else.
- Maybe he brought you here to die again.
- What kind of god would do something like that?
- The one we've got.

- You should see the costumes. People work on them for months.
- Uh, I don't think the queen would let me leave king's landing.
- The queen regent, you mean.
- Once I marry Joffrey, I'll be queen.
- And if you were to marry loras, your place would be at highgarden, wouldn't it?
- We would be sisters, you and I. Would you like that?

- Get word to the blackfish.
- I want a parley.
- A parley or a fight?
- He's an old man.
- You've got one hand.
- My money's on the old boy.

- Water. Please, water.
- Water. Water, please. Please. Please.
- If I die, you won't be getting...
- Oh, enough.
- Here.
- Can't say that I've ever seen a man drink horse piss that fast.

- a fact you seem to have forgotten.
- If I trade the kingslayer for two girls, my bannermen will string me up by my feet.
- You want to leave sansa in the queen's hands?
- And Arya...
- I haven't heard a word about Arya.
- What are we fighting for, if not for them?
- It's more complicated than that!
- You know it is.

Tywin: You seem rather drunk.
Tyrion: Rather less than I plan to be. Isn't it a man's duty to be drunk at his own wedding?
Tywin: This isn't about your wedding. Renly Baratheon had a wedding. Your wife needs a child, a Lannister child, as soon as possible.
Tyrion: And?
Tywin: If you're going to give her one, you need to perform.
Tyrion: What did you once call me? "A drunken little lust-filled beast."
Tywin: More than once.
Tyrion: [slurring] There you have it. Nothing to worry about. Drinking and lust. No man can match me in these things. I am the god of tits and wine... I shall build a shrine to myself at the next brothel I visit.
[Tyrion tries to take a drink, but Tywin grabs the cup out of his hand]
Tywin: You can drink. You can joke. You can engage in juvenile attempts to make your father uncomfortable. But you will do your duty.

- Lord 1: Aye.
Dornish: Aye.
Yara: Aye.
- Lord 2: Aye. Lord 3: Aye.
- I'm not sure I get a vote, but aye.

Tywin: This'll be my last war... win or lose.
Arya: Have you ever lost before?
Tywin: You think I'd be in my position if I'd lost a war?
[Arya shakes her head]
Tywin: And this is the one I'll be remembered for. "The War of Five Kings," they're calling it. My legacy will be determined in the coming months. You know what "legacy" means?
[Arya shakes her head again]
Tywin: It's what you pass down to your children, and your children's children. It's what remains of you when you're gone. Harren the Black thought this castle would be his legacy. Greatest fortress ever built. Tallest towers, the strongest walls. The Great Hall had thirty-five hearths. Thirty-five, can you imagine? Look at it now. A blasted ruin. Do you know what happened?
Arya: Dragons?
Tywin: Yes. Dragons happened. Harrenhal was built to withstand an attack from the land. A million men could've marched on these walls and a million men would've been repelled. But an attack from the air, with dragonfire... Harren and all his sons roasted alive within these walls. Aegon Targaryen changed the rules. That's why every child alive still knows his name, three hundred years after his death.
Arya: Aegon and his sisters.
Tywin: Hm?
Arya: It wasn't just Aegon riding his dragon. It was Rhaenys and Visenya, too.
Tywin: Correct. A student of history, eh?
Arya: Rhaenys rode Meraxes. Visenya rode Vhaghar.
Tywin: I'm sure I knew that when I was a boy.
Arya: Visenya Targaryen was a great warrior. She had a Valyrian steel sword she called "Dark Sister."
Tywin: Hm. She's a heroine of yours, I take it. Aren't most girls more interested in the pretty maidens from the songs? Jonquil, with flowers in her hair?
Arya: Most girls are idiots.
Tywin: [laughs] You remind me of my daughter. Where did you learn all this stuff about Visenya and her Valyrian steel sword?
Arya: From my father.
Tywin: [gives Arya a searching look] He was a well-read stonemason? Can't say I've ever met a literate stonemason.
Arya: Have you met many stonemasons, my lord?
Tywin: [with a small smile] Careful now, girl. I enjoy you, but be careful.

- This bastard's been meddling where he shouldn't!
- I want you and your men gone.
- And you will make this right.
- Wait outside.
- Lord commander...
- Now!

- How can I promise to keep a secret if I don't even know what it is?
- Because we're family.
- Swear it.
- I swear it.
- I swear it.
- Tell them.

- Are you sure you want to do this?
- You always wanted to be a maester.
- I'm tired of reading about the achievements of better men.

- I don't know how you stand it in all that leather.
- If we could have the room.

- You didn't know me back in my time.
- You don't know the things I've done.
- I've heard stories.
- If the gods are real, why haven't they punished me?
- They have.

Ramsay: You've seen my banners?
Osha: The flayed man.
Ramsay: Does that worry you at all?
Osha: You eat them after?
Ramsay: [scoffs] No.
Osha: Then I've seen worse.

- We should set the siege lines 1,000 yards from harrenhal.
- There won't be a siege.
- The mountain can't defend a ruin.
- The mountain will defend whatever tywin Lannister tells him.
- The lannisters have been running from us since oxcross.
- I'd love a fight. The men would love a fight.
- I don't think we're going to get one.

Oberyn: I never realized you had such respect for Dorne, Lord Tywin.
Tywin: We are not the Seven Kingdoms until Dorne returns to the fold. The King is dead. The Greyjoys are in open rebellion. A wildling army marches on the Wall. And in the east, the Targaryan girl has three dragons. Before long, she will turn her eyes to Westeros. Only the Dornish managed to resist Aegon Targaryan and his dragons.
Oberyn: You're saying you need us? That must be hard for you to admit.
Tywin: We need each other.

- "He's been dead a long time."
- He let you go?
- Iescaped.
- I can't hear you.
- Iescaped.
- Look at me.

- You brought them supper. Now they're dead.
- And more boys will keep dying until this war is over.
- You need karstark men to end it.
- Spare his life. Keep him as a hostage.
- A hostage.
- Tell the karstarks that as long as they're loyal, he will not be harmed.

- He loved her.
- And she loved him.

Missandei: We do not drink.
Tyrion: Until you do.

[Whispers] Where's rickon and hodor?
[Whispers] Looking for food.
- What's out there?

[Tyrion and Cersei are discussing Renly's mysterious death]
Cersei: Killed? By whom?
Tyrion: Accounts differ. Most seem to implicate Catelyn Stark in some way.
Cersei: Really? Who'd have thought?
Tyrion: Some say it was one of his own Kingsguard, while still others say it was Stannis himself who did it after negotiations went sour.
Cersei: Whomever did it, I say well done.
Tyrion: That's not what Varys says. He says Renly's army is flocking to support Stannis, which would give Stannis superiority over us on both land and sea.
Cersei: Littlefinger says we can outspend him three-to-one.
Tyrion: And I say Father raised you to have too much respect for money.

Tyrion: I remember reading an old sailor's proverb. Piss on wildfire and your cock burns off.
Hallyne: Oh, I have not conducted this experiment. It could well be true.

Daario: [they're on horseback] Everything all right?
Daenerys: How many days' ride to Meereen?
Daario: A week at best.
Daenerys: How many ships will I need to bring my khalasar to Westeros?
Daario: Dothraki and all their horses, the Unsullied, the Second Sons... a thousand ships easily. Probably more.
Daenerys: And who has that many?
Daario: Nobody.
[makes shrugging gesture]
Daenerys: Nobody yet.
Daario: So we ride for Meereen, and after that we sail for Westeros. And what then?
Daenerys: I take what is mine.
Daario: You weren't made to sit on a chair in a palace.
Daenerys: What was I made for?
Daario: You're a conqueror, Daenerys Stormborn.

[realizing that Jon is still loyal to the Night's Watch, Tormund orders his men to kill him. At Tormund's command, the Wildlings charge at Jon. Before Ygritte can shoot, Jon knocks her to the ground. Orell and several more Wildlings attack Jon. Tormund charges at Ygritte before she can reach her bow. Jon kills one of the Wildlings. Tormund grabs Ygritte]
Tormund: He's one of them.
Ygritte: [struggles to get free] No!
Tormund: Do you hear me?
[Ygritte bites Tormund's hand. He shrieks in pain and releases her, but immediately grabs her again]
Tormund: You're not gonna die for one of them.
[inside the tower, Jojen urges Bran to warg into Summer]
Jojen: Do it. They'll find us if you don't.
[Osha, Rickon and Meera look at Bran. Finally he does as Jojen says. He concentrates, breathing heavily, his eyes become blank as he wargs into Summer. Jon is still fighting with several Wildlings. Suddenly, Summer and Shaggydog intervene, attacking and killing two of the Wildlings. Jon continues fighting with Orell. He evades Orell's sword and stabs him fatally. Orell gasps in agony]
Jon: [taunting] You were right the whole time.
[although Orell is mortally injured, he tries to cheat death by warging into the mind of his eagle. He concentrates, his eyes become blank. As Jon stands over Orell's dead human body, Orell's consciousness is controlling the eagle. The eagle attacks Jon, claws at his face with his talons, trying to pluck his eyes. Jon barely manages to fight it off. He stands, blood runs across his face, runs to the horses, mounts one horse and rides away before Tormund and Ygritte can stop him. Ygritte looks after Jon, with mixed expression of anger and pain]

- So we ride for meereen, and after that we sail for Westeros.
- And what then?
- I take what is mine.
- You weren't made to sit on a chair in a palace.
- What was I made for?
- You're a conqueror, Daenerys stormborn.

[Ned finds Arya trying to balance on one leg at the top of some steps]
Arya: Syrio says a water dancer can stand on one toe for hours.
Eddard: It's a hard fall down these steps.
Arya: Syrio says every hurt is a lesson, and every lesson makes you better.
[Arya puts her foot down]
Arya: Tomorrow I'm going to be chasing cats.
Eddard: Cats? Syrio says...
Arya: He says every swordsman should study cats. They're as quiet as shadows and as light as feathers. You have to be quick to catch them.
Eddard: He's right about that.
Arya: Now that Bran's awake, will he come live with us?
Eddard: Well, he needs to get his strength back first.
Arya: He wants to be a knight of the Kingsguard. He can't be one now, can he?
Eddard: No, but someday he could be lord of a holdfast, or sit on the king's council, or he might raise castles like Brandon the Builder.
Arya: Can I be lord of a holdfast?
[Ned chuckles and kisses Arya's forehead]
Eddard: You will marry a high lord and rule his castle, and your sons shall be knights and princes and lords.
Arya: No... that's not me.
[Arya resumes standing on one leg]

Roose: Walda and I have some good news as well, since we're all together.
[Roose nods to Walda]
Walda: We're going to have a baby.
[Ramsay's smile freezes]
Sansa: I'm very happy for you.
Roose: From the way she's carrying, Maester Wolkan says it looks like a boy.
[Ramsay empties is cup, clearly displeased to hear the news that may deny him of being Roose's heir]

Brienne: Nothing's more hateful than failing to protect the one you love.

Jaime: I hope you're pleased. If you had armed me, they would never have taken us.
Brienne: You were armed when we were taken.
Jaime: I was in chains if you recall. Our little match would have ended quite quick if my hands weren't bound.
Brienne: All my life I've been hearing, "Jaime Lannister, what a brilliant swordsman." You were slower than I expected. And more predictable...
Jaime: I've been sitting in a muddy pen wrapped in chains for the past year.
Brienne: And I'm a woman. I was still beating you.
Jaime: You were not beating me.
Brienne: Maybe you were as good as people said... once. Or maybe people just love to overpraise a famous name.

- Now that the war is won, we should all find time for wisdom.
- Thank you, uncle.
- One of only two valyrian steel swords in the capital, your grace, freshly forged in your honour.

- and conspired to murder his brother.
- Jon snow has even more reason to hate Cersei than you do.
- Very well. Send a raven north.
- Tell Jon snow that his queen invites him to come to dragonstone.
- And bend the knee.

- The men holding those bolts of cloth will make me king.
- We shall see, renly.
- Come the dawn, we shall see.
- Look to your sins, lord renly.
- The night is dark and full of terrors.
- Would you believe I loved him once?

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]

- You do realize this establishment is owned by lord petyr baelish, the king's master of coin.
- Coin which goes in many pockets.
- Orders.
- Whose orders?
- Someone who doesn't care what littlefinger thinks.

- Get some sleep.
- I'll watch over him.
Samwell: I'm staying, too.
- He's always been good to me.
- I can't leave him now.
- Aemon: Egg!

Anya: Come closer, child. You have nothing to fear from us... or... him. Lord Baelish here is your uncle? Your name is Alayne?
[Sansa nods meekly]
Anya: Perhaps you would feel more comfortable if Lord Baelish left the room.
Petyr: My lady...
Anya: I wasn't asking you.
Sansa: [whispers] He can stay.
Yohn: Speak up, girl, you're not a damn kitchen mouse. Tell us what you saw.
Sansa: I'm sorry, Lord Baelish. I... I have to tell the truth.
[facing: ]
Sansa: I'll tell you everything.
Anya: Please, Alayne, leave nothing out.
[shakes her head]
Sansa: My name is not Alayne. It's Sansa Stark, eldest daughter of Lord Eddard Stark. Lord Royce, we met when you came to Winterfell. You were escorting your son Ser Waymar to the Wall.
Yohn: Sansa Stark?
[to: ]
Yohn: You tell lies right to my face, you little worm?
Sansa: Lord Baelish has told many lies... All to protect me. Since my father was executed, I have been a hostage in King's Landing. A plaything for Joffrey to torture or Queen Cercei to torment. They beat me, they humiliated me, they married me to the Imp.
[as: ]
Sansa: I had no friends in King's Landing... Except one.
[looks back at Petyr]
Sansa: He saved me. He smuggled me away when he had the chance. He knew I'd be safe here in the Eyrie, with my own blood, my Aunt Lysa. But the Lannisters have friends
[stammers: ]
Sansa: everywhere. Even the Vale. He made me swear not to tell anyone my true name.
Donnel: Your secret is safe with us, my lady.
Yohn: Your father grew up right here in these halls. We hunted together many times.
[nods]
Yohn: He was a fine man.
Anya: Tell us what happened to your Aunt, Sansa.
Sansa: You knew her well, my lords, my lady. You knew she was a troubled woman. She always loved Lord Baelish. She told me herself. From the moment he arrived in Riverrun, a boy of eight, carrying everything he owned in a little sack. She confessed to me she never loved Lord Arryn. She did as her father commanded, as so many of us have. When the gods finally allowed her to be with Lord Baelish, she was so happy. For a time. My Aunt was a jealous lady .She was terrified that Lord Baelish didn't love her any more. That he would abandon her for a younger woman. And then... one day she saw him... kiss me.
Yohn: [shocked] Lady Sansa...!
Sansa: It was a peck on the cheek, Lord Royce. Nothing more. Lord Baelish is my uncle now, in truth, by marriage. He's always been so kind to me. I was so happy to be here, to be free. All because of him. But my Aunt turned on me. She cursed me. Called me a whore. Promised to throw me through the Moon Door. When Lord Baelish tried to
[voice: ]
Sansa: calm her, she struck him and said she didn't want to live anymore. She stood on the edge of that Moon Door. And he tried to reason with her, promised her she was the only one he ever loved, but she stepped through, and she was...
[breaks down crying]
Anya: Shh.
[hugs the young girl]
Anya: It's not your fault, sweet girl. It's not your fault.
[Petyr grins at Sansa, and Sansa smiles back at him]

Samwell: From Lord Commander Snow at Castle Black.
[Sam puts a letter in the Citadel Maesters hand]
Samwell: I'm... I'm to be the new maester.
Citadel: According to our records. Jeor Mormont is Lord Commander.
Samwell: He died...
Citadel: We received no report from the maester at Castle Black.
Samwell: Maester Aemon became quite ill, shortly after the election. He since passed away... which is why I'm here.
Citadel: This is irregular.
Samwell: Yes, well I suppose life is irregular.
[Sam nods at the Citadel Maester, hoping to impress him]

- So long as I am your king...
- Treason shall never go unpunished.
- Ser ilyn...
- Bring me his head!
- No!
- Someone stop him!

- What would have happened in that tent between those two old friends if Stannis' army hadn't come along?
- We all saw him put the king-beyond-the-wall out of his misery.
- Do you want to choose a man who has fought the wildlings all his life, or a man who makes love to them?
- It is time.

- Tell me.
- The men, many deserted before dawn.
Stannis: How many?
- General: Nearly half.
- All the sellswords with all the horses.

Daenerys: If I'm going to rule in Westeros, I'll need to make alliances. The best way to make alliances is with marriage.
Daario: Who are you marrying this time?
Daenerys: I don't know. Maybe no one.
Daario: But you need to lure all the noble houses to the table? Are you a queen or fish bait?
Daenerys: I can't bring a lover to Westeros.
Daario: A king wouldn't think twice about it.
Daenerys: So that's what you want? To be my mistress?
Daario: I'm not proud. I don't care what perfumed aristocrat sits beside you in the throne room. I don't want a crown. I want you. I love you. And I make you happy. You know I do. Bring me with you. Let me fight for you.
Daenerys: I can't.
Daario: The dwarf told you to do this?
Daenerys: No one tells me to do anything.
Daario: Clever fellow. Can't argue with his logic. I'm no use to you over there.

- Valar morghulis.
- Valar morghulis.

- Man 12: Heave!
- Come on, you bastards!
- Get up those ladders!
- Attack!
- Roll it over!
[Chanting] Halfman! Halfman! Halfman!
- Oh, fuck me.

- Bearers, up.
- Away.

- The best way to forge a lasting alliance isn't by peeling a man's skin off.
- The best way is marriage.
- Now that you're a Bolton by royal decree, it's high time you married a suitable bride.
- And as it happens,
- I've found the perfect girl to solidify our hold on the north.

- Stop moving.
- I'm just trying to get comfortable.
- Stop it!

- We are a sea people.
- All: Aye!
- Our god is a sea god.
- All: Aye!
- When I am queen, we will build a fleet that...
- You shall not be queen!
- I am not finished!
- Yes, you are! A woman will not lead us.
- Not when balon's own male heir has returned.

- And which one of you was a marksman at ten?
- Keep practicing, bran.
- Go on.
- Don't think too much, bran.
- Relax your bow arm.

Sansa: She could have made you happy... If only for a little while.
Sandor: There's only one thing that would make me happy.

Jaime: You drink more than you used to.
Cersei: Yes.
Jaime: Why?
Cersei: Hmm. Let's see. You started a brawl in the streets with Ned Stark and disappeared from the capital. My husband died in a tragic hunting accident.
Jaime: [patronizing] It must have been traumatic for you.
Cersei: My only daughter was shipped off to Dorne. We suffered through a siege.
Jaime: A rather short siege.
Cersei: Rather a short siege that I didn't expect to survive. And now I'm marrying my eldest son to a wicked little bitch from Highgarden, while I'm supposed to marry her brother, a renowned pillow-biter. So...

Bronn: It's against my code to hurt a woman.
Obara: It's amazing how many men we've beat seemed to have this code.

Cersei: If the Mad King's daughter takes the Iron Throne, she'll destroy the Realm as we know it. Some of you are bannermen of House Tyrell, but House Tyrell is in open rebellion against the crown. With their help, the Mad King's daughter has ferried an army of savages to our shores: mindless Unsullied soldiers who will destroy your castles and your holdfasts; Dothraki heathens, who will burn your villages to the ground, rape and enslave your women and butcher your children without a second thought. This is how Olenna Tyrell rewards centuries of service and loyalty.
[the people murmur]
Cersei: You will remember the Mad King. You remember the horrors he inflicted upon his people. His daughter is no different. In Essos, her brutality is already legendary. She crucified hundreds of noble men in Slaver's Bay, and when she grew bored of that, she fed them to her dragons.
[the people murmur]
Cersei: It is my solemn duty to protect the people and I will, but I need your help, my lords. We must stand together. All of us, if we hope to stop her.

Melara: [they reached an old hut] Are you sure?
Young: Yes.
Melara: We shouldn't go in.
Young: Of course we should.

- I will keep you safe, my love.
- I promise you.

- Other people dying?
- Him. He should die.
Belicho: Yes, him.
Razdal: He's not one of us.
- He's an outsider, a lowborn.
- He does not speak for us.
- Please.
- Please.

Jon: I heard it was best to keep your enemies close.
Stannis: Whoever said that didn't have many enemies.

- Go left.
- Theon greyjoy.
[Stammering] I don't know...
- I'm here for theon greyjoy.
- Take me to the dungeons.
- He's not in the dungeons.

Gilly: I'm going to have a baby. If it's a boy...
Jon: If it's a boy, what?
[no answer]
Jon: You want us to risk our lives for you, and you won't even tell us why?
[Gilly runs off]
Samwell: Why'd you do that?
Jon: Do what? Ask her a question?
Samwell: You were cruel.
Jon: Cruel? Sam, are you in such a hurry to lose a hand?
Samwell: I didn't touch her!
Jon: No, you just wanna steal her! What do you think Craster cuts off for that?
Samwell: I can't steal her. She's a person, not a goat.

- To give up her ears, her nose, her tongue?
- Her hopes and dreams, her loves and hates?
- All that makes a girl who she is?
- Forever?
- A girl is not ready to become no one.
- But she is ready to become someone else.

- What are you saying?
- These ladies enjoyed him so much, they gave him the time for free?
- Is that what you're telling us?
- Sit down, podrick.
- We're going to need details.
- Copious details.

- You suggested one-on-one combat, didn't you?
- I've reconsidered.
- I think that sounds like a wonderful idea.

Tywin: [pouring wine] You were right about Eddard Stark. If he were alive, we could've used him to broker a peace with Winterfell and Riverrun, which would've given us more time to deal with Robert's brothers, but now? Madness! Madness and stupidity!
[he pauses]
Tywin: I always thought you were a stunted fool. Perhaps I was wrong.
Tyrion: Half wrong. I'm new to strategy, but unless we want to be surrounded by three armies, it appears we can't stay here.
Tywin: No one will stay here. Ser Gregor will head out with 500 riders and set the Riverland on fire from God's Eye to the Red Fork. The rest of us will regroup at Harrenhal. And you will go to King's Landing.
Tyrion: And do what?
Tywin: Rule. You will serve as Hand of the King in my stead. You will bring that boy king to heel, and his mother too, if needs be. And if you get so much as a whiff of treason from any of the rest - Baelish, Varys, Pycelle...
Tyrion: Heads, spikes, walls. Why not my uncle? Why not anyone? Why me?
Tywin: You're my son.
[Tywin gets to his feet]
Tywin: Oh, one more thing: you will not take that whore to court. Understand?

Arya: The lion's not his sigil, idiot.
- He's a stag, like his father.
- He is not.
- He's nothing like that old drunk king.
- Go on, girls. Get your septa and start packing your things.
- Wait!
- Come on.
- But it's not fair!

- Bran, wake up!
- Man 1: Take him to the vale.
- Man 2: Gods keep you on the king's road.
- Woman: Take it easy.
- Watch yourself.
- Hodor.
- Hodor. Hodor.
- Help me!

Lord: Cersei has offered a lordship to the man who brings her your head.
Tyrion: She ought to offer her cunt. Best part of her for the best part of me.

Daenerys: I'm here to free the world of tyrants. That is my destiny. And I will serve it no matter the cost!

[Gendry kills two guards who recognise Tyrion]
Davos: This is Gendry.
Tyrion: He'll do.

[Brienne considers whether or not to cross an exposed bridge]
Jaime: It's a tough decision. Take the bridge and risk being seen, or cross the great water.
Brienne: Silence, Kingslayer.
Jaime: Anyone can see us on the bridge, but cross by water and the current could take us, or I could escape down the river.
Brienne: Good luck.
Jaime: It's wonderful to watch you wrestle with these dilemmas. Which will she choose?
[Brienne and Jaime walking across the bridge]
Jaime: Gambler at heart. Wouldn't have guessed.
Brienne: Be quick about it.

Ramsay: My hounds will never harm me.
Sansa: You haven't fed them in seven days. You said it yourself.
Ramsay: They're loyal beasts.
Sansa: They were. Now they're starving.
Ramsay: Sit. Down. Down!

- Don't close your eyes.
- I saw you die tonight.
- I saw your body burn.
- I saw the snowfall and Bury your bones.
- Man: To arms!
- They're here, the night's watch.

[the Hound wipes the blood off Sansa's lip with a handkerchief]
Sandor: Save yourself some pain, girl. Give him what he wants.
[Sansa attempts to return the Hound's handkerchief]
Sandor: You'll be needing that again.

Davos: If you mistrust fancy people so much, why were you in such a hurry to trust her?
Gendry: You're me. Never been with a woman. Never talked to a woman, really. And then she comes at you - big words, no clothes. What would you have done?
Davos: She does know her way around a man's head, I'll give her that.

- I needed silence.
- What kind of an ironborn loses his senses during a storm?
- I am the storm, brother.
- The first storm and the last.
- And you're in my way.

- It would've been mine anyway, eventually, but my father had other ideas.
- Not randyll tarly?
- You know him?
- I offered to let him retain his lands and titles if he bent the knee.
- He refused.

Petyr: The realm. Do you know what the realm is? It's the thousand blades of Aegon's enemies. A story we agree to tell each other over and over until we forget that it's a lie.
Lord: But what do we have left once we abandon the lie? Chaos? A gaping pit waiting to swallow us all.
Petyr: Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb; they refuse. They cling to the realm or the gods or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.

- We don't need every house in the north.
- The umbers, the manderlys and the karstarks command more soldiers than all the other houses combined.
- With their support, none could challenge us.
- The starks lost my house the day king robb cutoff my father's head.
[Sniffs] It's time for new blood in the north.

- Right low, lunge right.
- You break anything, the septa will have my head.
- What is...

- No, I'll do it.
- Come, brothers.
- We'll leave him to it.
- We'll meet you at the top.
- Don't take too long.
- We're deep in their country now.

[Roose and Ramsay are alone. Ramsay is angry after hearing that his stepmother is pregnant]
Ramsay: How can you be sure?
Roose: Sure of what?
Ramsay: That she's pregnant. I mean...
[Ramsay makes a gesture of a fat person]
Ramsay: ...how can you tell?
Roose: Maester Wolkan has assured us beyond all doubt.
[Ramsay takes his cup and stands, walking about the room, his expression is displeased]
Ramsay: So... how did you... manage it?
Roose: Manage what?
Ramsay: Getting her pregnant.
Roose: [dryly] I imagine you're familiar with the procedure.
Ramsay: Of course, but... how did you... find it?
Roose: You disgraced yourself at dinner parading that creature before the Stark girl.
Ramsay: And if it's a boy?
Roose: [smiles] You're worried about your position.
Ramsay: My position is quite clear. I'm your son until a better alternative comes along.

Sandor: [to Arya] Go home, girl. The fire will get her. Or the Dothraki. Maybe the dragon will eat her. Either way, it's over for her.

- Ser vardis, my sister's guest is weary.
- Take him down below so he can rest.
- Introduce him to mord.
- You go sleep, dwarf man. [Chuckles]
- Sleep good, little dwarf man!

- What do the stone crows do?
- Hide behind rocks and shiver when the knights of the vale ride by?
- Are those the best weapons you could steal?
- Good enough for killing sheep, if the sheep don't fight back.
- Lannister smiths shit better steel.
- You think you can win us over with your trinkets?

Robb: A mallister?
Catelyn: Ser Jeremy.
- My father's bannerman.

- -Brother! Brother!
- Mhysa, please!
- Forgive me.
- A citizen of meereen was awaiting trial and this man murdered him.
- The punishment is death.
- -Mercy, mercy

- She's sworn to protect both of catelyn stark's girls.
- Is she not?
- She is.
- And if one of you were planning to harm the other in any way, wouldn't she be honor bound to intercede?
- She would.

Sandor: Fuck the kingsguard. Fuck the city. Fuck the king.

- Congratulations, father.
- I look foward to meeting my new brother.
- You'll always be my firstborn.
- Thank you for saying that.
- It means a great deal to me.

- Where did you get the knife?
- From you.
- Is that the first man you've killed?
- The first man.
- Next time you're going to do something like that, tell me first.
[Whispers] Valar morghulis.

- Down there, at the end.
- What is it?
- That would spoil the surprise.
- Go ahead, it's perfectly safe.
- You won't believe it when you see it.

- Nine?!
- I did not touch a man for three years, khaleesi.
- First you must learn.
- Can you teach me how to make the khal happy?
- Yes.
- Will it take three years?

Jaime: [about Cersei] She's always been good at using the truth to tell lies.

- She stood on the edge of that moon door.
- He tried to reason with her, promised her she was the only one he had ever loved, but she stepped through those doors and she was...
- It's not your fault, sweet girl.
- It's not your fault.

Osha: Isn't he ashamed, your brother? Needing you to protect him?
Meera: Where's the shame in that?
Osha: Any boy his age who needs his sister to protect him, is going to find himself needing lots of protecting.
Meera: Some people will always need help. That doesn't mean they're not worth helping.

- You're not ready.
- You should go home before it's too late.

- Khaleesi!
- Khaleesi!
Jorah: Khaleesi!
- Are you trying to frighten me with magic tricks?
- You want me? Here I am.
- Are you afraid of a little girl?

Jon: I was loyal to him and to my Night's Watch vows.
Mance: All your vows?
[Jon looks down, because his vows forbade him the love of a woman]
Mance: She wasn't enough to turn you, eh? Were you enough to turn her?
Jon: She put three arrows in me when I escaped.
Mance: Did you see her again at Castle Black?
Jon: Yes.
Mance: And?
Jon: She's dead.
Mance: Your doing?
Jon: No.
[shakes his head]
Mance: We'll drink to her.

- I would give priority to my head.
- I understand that you don't like me, and while that saddens me greatly,
- I did not come here today seeking your affection.
- When you march on king's landing, you may find yourself facing a protracted siege or...
- Open gates.

Tyrion: Love is more powerful than reason. We all know that. Look at my brother.
Jon: Love is the death of duty.

- Hound: We ask the father to judge us with mercy.
- We ask the mother to...
- Fuck it,
- I don't remember the rest.
- I'm sorry you're dead.
- You deserved better.
- Both of you.