The Best Game of Thrones, Season 5, Episode 5 Quotes

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

- Walk fonnard.
- You cannot do this.

- Man: Mount up!
- Colors!

- The women, the children, the old, the sick, what happens to them?
- You're condemning them to death.
- Worse than death because you're too proud to make peace.
- Or maybe you're not proud.
- Maybe you're just a coward.
- Easy thing to say to a man in chains.

Daenerys: [has fed two men to her dragons, spares others] Don't want to overfeed them. Perhaps tomorrow.

- They may eat you even if I don't.
- Children.
- Some say I should give up on them.
- But a good mother never gives up on her children.
- She disciplines them if she must.
- But she does not give up on them.

- What was that?
- Stone men!
- Don't let them touch you!

[Faintly] Tyrion.
- Tyrion.
- Tyrion.
- Tyrion.
- You're all right.

- Theon?
- You shouldn't be here.
- You smell particularly ripe this evening.
- Pour me some wine.

- 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?

Bowen: Let them die. Less enemies for us.
Stannis: [under his breath] Fewer.
Davos: What?
Stannis: Nothing.

- You'll scare the child.
Davos: Yes, my queen.
- I'm not scared.
- Well, I am.
- When the battle comes, promise you'll protect me.
- I promise.

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

- 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.

Maester: Kill the boy, and let the man be born.

- I hope you know what you're doing with these wildlings.
- I need those ships.
- You'll get them back, I swear it.
- Have a safe journey, your grace.
- And thank you.

- I prefer your earlier suggestion.
- Round up the leaders of each of meereen's great families and bring them to me.
- But... I'm the leader of my family.
- No, your grace...
- I had nothing to do with this.
- Your grace!

- You mustn't keep secrets from me, reek.
- Get on your knees.
- Give me your hand.

- I know. It's not the same.
- Still, it's good to remember.
- Remember the way things were.
- I almost forgot.
- There's something else to help you remember.

Tyrion: The Smoking Sea. How many centuries before we learn how to build cities like this again? Thousands of years the Valyrians were the best in the world at almost everything. And then...
Jorah: And then they weren't.
Tyrion: And then they weren't. "They held each other close and turned their backs upon the end. The hills that split asunder and the black that ate the skies; The flames that shot so high and hot that even dragons burned; Would never be the final sights that fell upon their eyes. A fly upon a wall, the waves the sea wind whipped and churned -"
Jorah: "The city of a thousand years, and all that men had learned; The Doom consumed it all alike, and neither of them turned."
Tyrion: I would clap.

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]

- Who is innocent?
- Maybe all of you are, maybe none of you are.
- Maybe,
- I should let the dragons decide.
- All men must die.

- Yes, yes, very good.
- Wonderful.
- Walda and I have some good news as well, since we're all together.
- We're going to have a baby.
- I'm very happy for you.
- From the way she's carrying, maester wolkan says it looks like a boy.

- Beg pardon, my lady.
- I've come to refill the wash basin.
- Oh, I don't need...
- You still have friends in the north.
- If you're ever in trouble, light a candle in the highest window of the broken tower.
- But who...
- You're not alone.

- "and all that men had learned
- "the doom consumed it all alike
- "and neither of them turned"
- I would clap.
- I suppose this is it, then.
- This is what remains.

- When I was a bastard named snow.
- But I'm a Bolton now.
- What I want is no longer the primary consideration.
- I'm furthering a dynasty.
- Do you think she's pretty?
- Of course I do. I'm not blind.

- 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.

- Don't say that, maester aemon.
- A Targaryen alone in the world is a terrible thing.
- Maester aemon.
- Lord commander.
- Sam, I'd like to speak to the maester alone.

- parading that creature before the stark girl.
- And if it's a boy?
- You're worried about your position.
- My position is quite clear.
- I'm your son until a better alternative comes along.

- Who are you going to marry, the stable keeper's son?
- You're mine.
- You're not going anywhere.
- Unless I have to listen to more of yourjealousy.
- Jealousy bores me. You remember what happens to people who bore me.
- You're not going to bore me, are you, myranda?

- I know what it's like to lose the people you love.
- I know this is hard for you.
- But winter is coming.
- We know what's coming with it.
- We can't face it alone.
- Will there be anything else you need, lord commander?

- No need. They're coming with us.
- It's a tough road ahead, your grace.
- Won't they be safer...
- Here?
- Half these watchmen are killers and rapists.
- No, they march with us.
- As you wish, your grace.

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

- 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.

- She's far away from the lannisters.
- This is her home.
- Maybe lady sansa's better off here.
- Better off with the boltons, who murdered her mother and brother?
- Sansa's in danger, even if she doesn't realize it.

- and the road to king's landing comes right through winterfell.
- He means to take the north.
- But the north is ours.
- It's yours and mine.
- Will you help me defeat him?
- Yes.

- 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.

- I have seen you listen to your counselors.
- I have seen you lean on their experience when your own was lacking, and weigh the choices they put before you.
- And I have seen you ignore your counselors because there was a better choice.
- One that only you could see.

- 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.

[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.

- Don't want to overfeed them.
- Tomorrow perhaps.

Ramsay: How can you be sure?
- Sure of what?
- That she's pregnant.
- I mean...
- How can you tell?
- Maester wolkan has assured us beyond all doubt.

- Sansa. Lady sansa.
- She came to the kennels.
- She saw you?
- Yes. I'm sorry, master.
- Forgive me. I didn't think...
- Come here.

- Apologize for murdering her two brothers.
- I'm sorry.
- Look at her, reek.
- An apology doesn't mean anything if you're not looking the person in the eye.
- I'm sorry.
Ramsay: Sorry about what?
- For killing your brothers.

- They killed 50 of our brothers.
- I can't forget that.
- I can't forgive it.
- You were at the fist of the first men.
- If we abandon them, you know what they become.
- We can learn to live with the wildlings, or we can add them to the army of the dead.
- Whatever they are now, they're better than that.

- 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.

Ramsay: [nude] Come back here. Myranda!
Myranda: [nude] I saw you staring at her.
Ramsay: I'm going to marry her. That will involve looking at her from time to time.
Myranda: [with raging jealousy] You said you'd marry me.
Ramsay: And I meant it. When I was a bastard named Snow. But I'm a Bolton now. What I want is no longer the primary consideration. I'm furthering a dynasty.
Myranda: Do you think she's pretty?
Ramsay: [scoffs] Of course I do. I'm not blind.
[sighs, gets up, walks over to Myranda at window]
Ramsay: You think she is pretty, too. I'm looking forward to our wedding night. But don't worry... I'll have plenty of time for you.
Myranda: Mm. Perhaps I'll marry too.
Ramsay: [laughs] You're the kennel master's daughter. Who are you going to marry, the stable keeper's son?
[she aims a blow at him, but he grabs her]
Ramsay: You're mine. You're not going anywhere. Unless I have to listen to more of your jealousy. Jealousy bores me. You remember what happens to people who bore me. You're not going to bore me... are you, Myranda?
Myranda: [seems to succumb to him, her mouth searching out his for a kiss, but then she bites his lower lip, drawing blood] Never.
[Ramsay is excited by this, and reciprocates by being rough]

[first lines]
Hizdahr: I'm so sorry, my Queen. He was a good man.
Daenerys: "Barristan the Bold," they called him. He crossed a continent to serve me. He was a loyal friend. And he died in an alley.
[tearfully: ]
Daenerys: Butchered by cowards who hide behind masks.
Daario: We could pull back to the pyramid district, secure it, and use it as a base from which to operate. Then... we clean the city out, neighborhood by neighborhood, street by street, till the rats have nowhere left to hide.
Daenerys: I prefer your earlier suggestion. Round up the leaders of each of Meereen's great families and bring them to me.
Hizdahr: But... I'm the leader of my family.
[Daario nods at the guards, and they grab him]
Hizdahr: No, Your Grace! I had nothing to do with this...! Your Grace!

- and I fall to the ground,
- I am afraid.
- All men fear death.
- No, not death.
- I fear
- I never again see missandei from the island of naath.