Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

His last words to me and I was the only one to hear it.
The Queen awaits.
My sincerest regrets for the lack of ceremony.
Your grandfather, the Hand, will try to impress on you
My son will be anointed tomorrow at dawn.
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He's not in his rooms.
he whispered his final wish:
I will remember.
No. But, dear cousin...
-Onward! -This way.
Rather, I am sent by one who knows where he is.
Do you see now what he is?
-Do not toy with me, Mother. -I speak the truth.
Tyland: That was some 20 years ago. Most of them now dead.
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We may not assume the loyalty of Lord Borros.
My husband would have desired this mercy be shown
All of you, move forward!
your gold cloaks take the bribes given them to look away.
I can take you to Prince Aegon.
Keep moving! That's right.
Oh, my dearest love.
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-and instead toward peace. -Ugh.
Guard: Go on, move yourself! Come on!
Larys Strong: He was fleeing from the gate.
-Come on! -Prince Aegon spends many a night in this place.
Your son cuckolded.
I assume this task falls within your expertise.
-Aegon: No! -Erryk: Are you going to help me?!
(indistinct chatter)
There was no insult to me, Ser Criston. Y-- Put aside your blade.
(indistinct chatter)
It is your husband who grasps so heedlessly for the throne.