Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If the slavers' forces...

will be held in the Great Sept of Baelor

Not everybody wants to die for someone else's home.

But this is my home.

With noose or with knife,

'Cause they do, Pod. Everyone wants to hit a fucking squire.

- The madam says... - (Bells ringing)

I can't change that.

I was a little awed by it.

They demand to see you, Your Grace.

Then how come an old cunt like me can still sneak up and murder you?

we have determined that Loras Tyrell

I preferred working with the little brother on that account.

I don't want any.

since our first night together.

- No. - He's even more stubborn than you are.

I can't go off on a secret mission

The Kingslayer wants to try us.

- I'll talk about whomever I want. - (Grunts)

Where did you learn?

The people in the castle don't matter to me.

What's left for you here?

Man: Infantry, advance!

on the Kingslayer's word of honor, you're a bloody fool.

I demand entry.

You can have one of them.

Tell him I have his sword.

- He's not my friend. - No?

But what's west of Westeros?

Good, that's...

She doesn't have a name.

Please inform Ser Jaime Lannister I've come to speak with him.

You don't have a choice.

(chuckles) Well, he'd fuck her, that's for sure.

And if I have to slaughter every Tully

- Are they in there? - Uh-huh.

Yes, Brienne of Tarth. I know your father.

(footsteps approach)

The Imp's Delight.

And I have acknowledged that. I'm trying...

I've run before from the Red Wedding.

The girl is still a suspect in Joffrey's murder,