Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You can't what?
Bring him back to me.
my father brought in my wife
But she was good to me.
- Let's do something I'm good at. - What are you good at?
No!
Just march up to his gates and tell him you're crossing.
We're talking right now.
You wanted a different life.
Cersei knows you as a man of honor.
Yes, my lord.
- What sort of accent is that? - Foreign.
We'll be at the vanguard tomorrow.
Who told you this? Women you paid?
I don't want to play this game.
- Don't look! - Let me go! Let me go!
No riddles, no stories... Tell me, what do you want?
Sword! Sword! Sword! Sword! Sword!
Not in time. Tywin Lannister marches north as we speak.
Look at the fun we're having.
But I grew up with soldiers.
The witch? I'll bring you her head, Khaleesi.
A woman does not give us orders. Not even a Khaleesi.
- We should go, my lady. - No!
You do me wrong, my lord. Your blood is the last thing I want.
One - safety.
You grew up with actors.
Stannis Baratheon is Robert's true heir. The throne is his by rights.
I think you're right.
Where did you find one so pretty at this hour?
As I have.
All right.
It was my father's sword, his father before him.
- The baby... - Hmm?
If we do it your way, Kingslayer...
The hand that your wolf tore off that thing's wrist...
gather round!
Ah!
The fire is burning your pretty soft skin.
Kill him, Robb. Send his head to his father.
You're Aemon Targaryen.
But the man giving Cersei sleepless nights is the king's... the late king's brother.
- There is a price. - You'll have gold, whatever you want.
and your son's got no fur to keep his balls warm.
She was too scared to send off on her own,