Mark Addy

Who named you? Some halfwit with a stutter?

Bessie! Thank the gods for Bessie.

(Chuckles) You'll be a soldier.

Go find the breastplate stretcher - now!

while I eat, drink and whore my way to an early grave.

Come, bow before your king! Bow, you shits!

How dare you speak to your king in that manner?

Becca. With the great big tits you could bury your face in.

- Quiet, woman. - Jaime has fled the city.

Take me to your crypt. I want to pay my respects.

to piss into a bowl. Wine!

eats and drinks and shits and fucks.

And her tits.

There are still those in the Seven Kingdoms who call me usurper.

titles, titles...

I should wear the armour and you the gown.

Oh, show us your muscles.

You've got fat.

[Laughs] Those were the days.

- It's empty, Your Grace. - What do you mean it's empty?

Oh, it's funny, is it?

Jaime Lannister, son of the mighty Tywin...

Yes, yes, enough of the bloody pomp. Have at him!

Wear it in silence or I'll honour you again.

You heard the Hand. The king's too fat for his armour.