I spent my life around soldiers.

I still enjoy it when they call me "my lord."

By the end, she had so much silver

I was 16. My brother Jaime and I were riding, when we heard a scream.

She calls me mean names and sometimes

watching my sons grovel for my fortune.

In my own keep drinking my own wine

And when have you ever risked your life for me?

- Oil? - Pitch, my lord.

If I emerge from this with my head still on my shoulders,

This is my betrothed, Lollys.

- I took her. - Took her?

- From whom? - From, uh...

Ser... What's his name?

- I don't know. Ginger cunt, three tents down. - And he didn't have anything to say about it?

Oh, well.

- This sounds like a boring game. - It's not.

Here's how it works - I make a statement about your past.

You hear lots of things playing dice with Lannister soldiers.

I'm guessing the lady and I can tell more unpleasant stories than your lordship.