Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

gold cloak: Stay back!
I could never doubt your capability,
Then I must be seen to act for her claim and mine.
(sighs) I hear strange things from Bracken land,
They don't care what I think.
the way Daemon is hoping or used to.
The roof alone has needed tending
always prudent...
House Bracken
She knows that the man is there, looking for purpose,
imbues you with wisdom?
(deep breathing)
(DRAGON GROWLS)
I'd heard the same thing about you.
remains with us, for the moment.
that any upright man would repudiate.
and, like, go to war against her,
These beasts proudly carried
a hard-fought battle.
ALFRED BROOME: Our largest dragon has been killed.
The finest swordsman...
They would rather burn than succumb.
but I carry her on with me.
to show the cost of letting your sovereign
His skill is best employed in the field,
- No harm can come to you. - And you are my son,
Have you looked after our girls?
(crowd shouting)
Simon: A message, Your Grace.
that he isn't listened to,
from Stone Hedge and Lambswold and Mory.
and Baela cannot bear the burden alone.
CRISTON: Where is His Grace?
She was fierce...
I do not wish to stand alone.
What we must do now is... terrible.
Our hesitance does not lie
sending others to fight
(birds chirping)
(shallow breathing)
(indistinct chatter)
My queen, you are the crown. It is out of the question.
to their advantage.
The Freys.
this idea of the, quote-unquote, "power of the people."
I venture there are smiths and armorers
Written to gild us in glory.
(COMMOTION)
I... I rather thought, Your Grace, as
Go now with haste.
failed to dirty his hands in this war.
with honor, in dragonfire.
Even the death of my wife does not content her.
Your loyalty, perhaps,
This was your secret plot, Cole?
Then, why do you look angry?
for what she gave me in the end, I'm grateful.
I left a meager garrison behind to protect it
There are those of our line who never ruled.
I'll send good men to see to your safety.
(pus squelching)
(indistinct chatter)
Or Viserys's first true heir?
He will cut you down soon as wish you good-day.
I wish you to go to Harrenhal.
We need Daemon.
It's a pity, don't you think, that you never knew your mother?