Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sorry your marriage to Ned Stark didn't work out.

Disturbing news from far away.

All desires are valid to a man with a full purse.

- Five years ago. - She's changed.

- There's no honour in tricks. - No honour and quite a bit of gold.

He killed your father. He murdered the Hand of the King!

and over here we have contestant number 12... stackturay! stackturay!

- I have an outrageous amount of money. - Not as much as the Lannisters.

You would be a wonderful king.

If you fuck enough women, some of them will give you presents.

Speak sense to this honourable fool.

- Why? What do you care? - If you're still here come nightfall,

And good luck to him.

Well, hear it now.

- Good. - Words - ''Ours is the fury.''

Honour?! I've got seven kingdoms to rule!

- Are you sure this won't hurt? - Only if I slip.

There are few men of honour in the capital.

The Knight of the Flowers.

Looks healthy enough to me.

- near the dragon skulls. - What were you doing in the dungeons?

- Oh, please. - To find myself in a position

Tramping through the trees in the rain, day after day,

Sometimes I worry you're too smart for your own good.

Word's probably gotten to my father by now.

I only know she was the one thing I ever wanted.

You have to give it to the Lannisters - they may be

enslaving all our women and children.

- I am not a murderer, Lannister. - Neither am l.

Council business?

Was that you under the bed?

Was it really worth it? Losing him this way?

I'll go ahead with my daughters. Get them ready. Do it yourself.

You do move quietly.

Careful Guaci Careful Now

Words - ''We do not sow.''

I want 'em dead, mother and child both.

(Sighs) There was one boy.

- The whore is pregnant. - You're speaking of murdering a child.

- One shudders at the thought. - Ooh.