My lady, you are from Westeros.

[Speaks Dothraki] * Me zigeree sajosoon disse.* He only needs a steed.

[Speaks Dothraki] *M'anhoon vekha virzethi gizkhvena Dornoon, zhey erinak.* I have a sweet red from Dorne, my lady.

I thought he'd leave me alone now that my brother is gone.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Khal vos zigereo adoroon anevasoe maan.* A khal does not need a chair to sit upon.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Vezh fin saja rhaesheseres vo zigereo adoroon shiqethi.* The stallion who mounts the world has no need for iron chairs.

You will drink.

You honour me, ser.

If you ride to darkest Asshai, his assassins will follow you.

Can you smell the fruit, ser?

He will never leave you alone.

Go as far away as you can,

Can't you help me make him understand?

He will not have you either, Khaleesi.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Hash azisi?* Are you hurt?

Enjoy the market. I'll rejoin you soon enough.

Let me give you a cask. A... A gift.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Anha asshilak jin azh shafkea haji rekoon et shafka.* I make this gift to you for what you did.

Have patience, Khaleesi. We will go home, I promise you.

If you sailed all the way to the Basilisk Isles,