Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[ Speaking Dothraki ]

I have nothing to confess.

[ Speaking Dothraki ]

[ Speaking Dothraki ]

And weak men will never rule Dorne again.

Because you have no cock.

[ Speaking Dothraki ]

Stay here. I'll lure them away.

- Murderers! - Traitors!

Thanks to you, the false king Stannis Baratheon is dead.

Woman: But there has to be a price to pay for everything.

It reflects the love the gods have for all of us.

(knocking on door)

Thank you, Ser Alliser.

- Man #2: There they are! - Man #3: Get them!

- (CROWD JEERING) - HIGH SPARROW: We make her walk

(chuckles, kisses)

So you believe you are pure?

No! Please! (grunts)

Have her lips peeled back from her teeth?

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

You can see why they're unhappy.

[ Speaking Dothraki ]

He already hurts me every night.

[ Speaking Dothraki ]

You are the son of fire.

I didn't know Lord Commander Snow for long,

- (GRUNT) - (SLICING)

[ Speaking Dothraki ]

And gold their shrouds.

(barking continues)