The wine is for the khaleesi. It's not for the likes of you.

I'm afraid I am not worthy of the vintage.

He will not have my son.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Lekhi ha khaleesisaan?* A taste for the Khaleesi?

[Speaks Dothraki] *Sorfosor nakho vosecchi she havazh...* The earth does not end at the sea...

He will not have you either, Khaleesi.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Vo sorfo. Rhaeshi.* Not dirts. Lands.

Tell me that that is not the finest wine that has ever touched your tongue.

see if he has any letters for me.

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

[Speaks Dothraki] *Me vos ador. Me...me...* it's not a chair. It's a...

You know, there are many in your homeland that pray for your return, Princess.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Ador finaan khal nevasoe...che khaleesi.* A chair for a King to sit upon,

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

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

The honour... the honour is all mine.

[Speaks Dothraki] *...vezh adothrae nakhaan rhaesheseri.* ...the stallion will ride to the ends of the earth.

but he was the rightful heir to the Seven Kingdoms.

This poisoner was the first. He won't be the last.

If you sailed all the way to the Basilisk Isles,