I don't know what you want.

When I was still a boy -

It didn't last long. I didn't know what the hell I was doing.

- I know. - You do not know.

The boy may lack experience and sense,

Did we get the Stark boy, at least?

And what do I get?

What do I want from you?

What could I do when the ravens brought the news from the South...

I am your khaleesi. I tell you what is forbidden.

Your boy will be plucked from your breast and given to the dogs.

Let the High Septon and Baelor the Blessed bear witness to what I say...

What am I supposed to do with you?

- My lord, I... - Don't deny it. You know it's true.

- At what? - The sword! Show us the sword.

- What is it? What do you want? - You're sleeping through the war.

I have never been nothing. I am the blood of the dragon.

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

I don't care the way the game works.

I am the master of whisperers.