Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If you grow old.
We each have our roles.
Soon they'll return, singing songs of men in gold masks.
in our very midst?
The love between a man and wife is sacred.
Don't let anyone in.
but he's gone.
- You all know why you're here. - (shouting stops)
You want her to do it or me?
[ Speaking Dothraki ]
Thorne did this.
The Sons of the Harpy?
Handmaiden: Your Grace, I'm sorry to disturb you.
You would have been a lousy adventurer.
What could I do to her that those hounds couldn't?
Lord Commander Snow did what he thought was right,
- (GROWLING) - (GATE SHATTERS)
and Lady Walda's carrying a boy.
Do you know who struck the killing blow?
I don't think she likes it very much.
(door closes)
(scoffs)
Or would you rather the men build a pyre?
- (SCREAMS) - (SLICING)
You said people would try to tear us apart, take what's ours.
OPEN THE CARTS
(wolf howling)
But it's too cold. I can't. I won't make it. I'll die.
Daario: Huh, an army?
(whimpering)
trying my best to keep my people alive and well fed.
Thank you.
- Confess. - Please.
It's prophecy. It's fate.
- You don't believe that. - Of course I do.
(door closes)
I don't know where she came from.
wanting someone who doesn't want you back?