Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

not unless we make it.
Anyone touches it, I'll kill you first.
I think we ought to begin with larger concerns.
the Golden Company.
it's Sand.
For Yara!
And that would be double what now, exactly?
a foreign whore who doesn't know her place.
right down its black throat.
She's your sister.
or I'll kill you!
Thousands fell fighting your father.
He's never been a bastard.
Give the order, then.
The remaining forces in the Westerlands
Remember my offer...
there would be no need for this gathering.
He needs to know.
And I have already pledged myself
We can't beat the Dothraki. We don't have the numbers.
I respect what you did.
And the brothels are far superior.
Yes, Your Grace.
They're about to become a million more soldiers in the Army of the Dead.
Me, too.
I saw them all.
What did you hope for?
Run! Run!
How many dragons did you see at the pit?
At the Citadel, I transcribed a High Septon's diary.
That's not how it ends for you, brother.
No.
Father, Smith, Warrior,
I think it's another bad joke.
You held a knife to his throat.
I can't have children.
We're not leaving her behind.
He's going to ferry the Golden Company back here
Why did they build it?
Even when we were all young and stupid,
The darkness is coming for us all.
If it weren't for me, you'd have a mother.
Come in.
Fuck loyalty?
Do you deny it?
And Arya was one of them.
He's the son of Rhaegar Targaryen and my aunt, Lyanna Stark.
Lord Baelish?
You're the strongest person I know.
Yes. That's all.
We left the Iron Islands for Yara.
what does she become?
You've always known.
Fuck off.
What's left to fight for?
All right, then.
My armies will not stand down.
My sister asked you a question.
but you must have hoped for something.
They filled people with wonder and awe,
You're not like everyone else.
You met with him in secret without my consent.
- How many people live here? - A million, give or take.
Only by reputation.
I have your sister.