I'm going to break the wheel.

This is bad time to start.

If you're found in Meereen past break of day,

The Spice King refuses me because I'm a bad investment.

You'll get that throne you want so badly, I'm sure of it.

Go as far away as you can,

And what of my wrath, Lord Stark?

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

[Speaks Dothraki] *K'asi assikhqoyisiri...* According to the prophecy...

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

[Speaks Dothraki] *Sorfosor nakha she Havazzhifi Kazga.* The earth ends at the black salt sea.

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

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

[Speaks Dothraki] *Rhaeshi, sek.* Lands, yes...

[Speaks Dothraki] *Dalen rhaggati evetha ma ale vekhi she Vaes Seris* There are thousands of ships in the free cities.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Hrazef ido fini ovethi yomme havazh.* Wooden horses that fly across the sea...

[Speaks Dothraki] *Kisha vastoki vos alikh hrazefi ido m'adori shiqethi.* Let's speak no more of wooden horses and iron chairs.

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

[Speaks English] ..throne.

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