The Iron Islands.

You've never heard of the Iron Islands?

My father is Balon Greyjoy, Lord of the Iron Islands.

That's their game,

from my loyal councillors.

He was sitting in the Iron Throne and you made him give it up.

And you - wherever you're from -

[Speaks Dothraki] *Maan anha vazhak jin ador shiqethi...* I will give him the iron chair...

Where is it you come from?

He was reeling from the wine.

My lady, you are from Westeros.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Anha vaddrivak mahrazhis fini ondee khogar shiqethi...* I will kill the men in iron suits...

His squire, from the king's own skin.

and dragging frightened children from their beds.

No man could have protected him from himself.

I have a dry red from the Arbor -

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

- I'm not a southerner. - You're from south of the Wall.

Trust me, you've never heard where I'm from neither.

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