Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am happy to report that His Grace the king
(Seasmoke screeches)
knight: Get out of the way!
(softly) Well.
(theme concludes)
There are older things in this world
The king will be most eager for his draught,
Brother.
(grunts)
Those with means have bought more than their share.
-but it dulls your mind. -(Aegon grunting)
The Red Kraken waits,
A friend by day and a foe by night.
with gifts from the queen.
The dragon Seasmoke has been sighted flying over Spicetown.
That ain't right.
The people are hungry, and their anger is rising.
With these dragons, peace will be restored.
And you have people who are scared and sick and hungry.
as of yet.
and there are few in it who are steadfast.
It seems my brother has a long recovery ahead of him, Grand Maester.
Or are you perhaps the culprit who has been tampering with my peace?
I bring to mind too much their mothers
I release you of your seat,
of what's happening.
Aemond has spun Daemon up into being this rival of his
I myself, if you recall,
My letters (sniffles) to my father...
HUGH HAMMER: You, where'd you get that food?
(music fades out)
And the symbols of authority are not jewels and gowns,
I find Aemond to be one of the most interesting characters.
(heavy breathing)
-I'm done with it! -Ah, yes. It is your way, is it not?
I believe you are meant to be queen.
Rickard Thorne: Keep moving!
The riches... servants...
And what do you think?
♪♪
We need Daemon and his dragon.
(unsettling music playing)
-They were well-paid, and well-fed too. -Dyana: Hm.
By the time we are finished with the Riverland scum,
They went as far as the gates of the Red Keep
Jasper "Ironrod" Wylde: It seems, Your Grace,
Tell my brother we are ready to march
It's very simply like, "I'm sorry,
Mm, aye. But he's gone now...
I think the aristocracy undermine people
Humfrey Lefford: The Golden Tooth
My grandsire may be overcautious,
this becomes you.
Young Oscar Tully is now Lord Paramount of the Riverlands.
Mother? A word.
-(grunting) -(music stops)
I don't think they're stupid, and I think that's what happens.
they're still weeks away by March.
-(Rhaena chuckles slightly) -You hate it here.
Rhaenyra, through Mysaria, comes to understand this.
of the constant refrain of Daemon, Daemon, Daemon--
♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES)
nor is it the richest,
The old ways call for justice.
Cole is off on the march, Aemond is a monster,
Grand Maester Orwyle: He is stronger than I thought.
What happy news.
I have only ever defended you.
-Kindness is a quality I've found lacking in his brothers. -Mm.
patron: Don't think I can stomach it, lass.
Whoever's gonna supply them and save them from the famine
to give the sense that this world is turning