Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-but it does seem-- -Aemond Targaryen: I have a task for you
moaning his curses from Kingspyre Tower.
(PAINED GROAN)
There are more experienced men at your service.
It was a reckless thought.
But you should not go it alone.
Well, for a certainty I cannot remain here,
I well understand the risk and I accept it with gladness.
(Caraxes grumbling)
seeking his best advantage.
and he now has to deal with that,
KAT: There is no food.
There is still Daemon and Caraxes... and the Rivermen.
Ranging more broadly for food...
And in this war,
You should've been at my side.
(Aegon groaning)
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or in your presence.
Ha. Or are you still in league
has regained consciousness this morning,
They have been to no avail.
My ruler is my mother.
I have sent ravens, again, to Highgarden and to Oldtown.
It's getting pretty restless
I do not say that gladly.
She takes another one of these pretty outlandish,
(indistinct chatter)
Without him, they will never raise their banners as one.
Some of us must serve in smaller ways...
But you were eight years of age and motherless.
-(Helaena gasps) -Long live Queen Rhaenyra!
(heavy footsteps)
FABIEN FRANKEL: Aegon has so many people
to Harrenhal, "with haste,"
Sheathe those swords!
(roars)
That is the burden of authority.
if only for a few moments.
(music fades out)
I have tired of being protected...
the Red Fork will have earned its name.
I thought you'd be pleased.
When people become desperate, things happen.
(Daemon panting)
(light, tense music playing)
That need has ended.
(Caraxes screeching)
Alicent goes through this whole experience in this episode
As adept with his lute as he is with his sword.
and also somebody that he wants to emulate,
The camera is constantly circling characters
See that he is made to rest comfortably.
(grunting)
The ghost of Harren the Black
This world is cold and cruel,
They would kill each other to the last man
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Then I can do nothing.
Stop wasting your life waiting for something that'll never come.
(both breathing heavily)
(nearby dragon grumbles)
She thinks of us, even now!
-(sighs) -(birds cawing)
(dramatic music playing)
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if, perhaps, foreseeable.
And their half-sister.
(birds cawing)
You are a fine choice for this post.
My queen, our gift is sent.
Rivermen are made of mud.
(heavy breathing)
I was younger than you
The small folk are starving,
and even less for flatterers and lickspittles.
(pensive music playing)
(distant chatter)
-(ominous sounds) -(door closes)