Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In the light of the Seven, I now proclaim Tommen
Hodor.
It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lady Arryn.
Joffrey.
my husband's wine...
That's no way to fight.
Locke said there were 11 of them.
and a big f** sword
Come with me.
I won't even know what to call you.
Then whom can we trust?
Meryn Trant?
I'm done waiting, Petyr.
Through the Moon Door.
Your Grace.
Prince Oberyn. Writing letters?
Please, stop. Stop.
Myrcella loves the open water.
That all worked out well.
When will the wedding take place in your mind?
Only the ones I'm going to kill.
You like it rough, don't you?
My mother fat?
What are you doing?
what comes next.
We have to find it.
Who would pass the Bloody Gate?
Hodor, get his knife. Cut me loose.
For your paramour?
We will have a trial and we will learn the truth.
The greatest swordsman who ever lived.
I kept his clothing and linens clean.
and we need them on our side.
It would be a great honor, of course.
The old houses will flock to whichever side they think will win,
The old houses will flock to our queen
But you're not to call her Sansa in front of anyone