Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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