Renly Baratheon

Do you want my brother to come in and help?

- Stannis? - Stannis has the personality of a lobster.

We are the Lords of Small Matters here.

the most pompous, ponderous cunts the gods ever sumered to walk the world,

- doesn't always listen. - Counting coppers, he calls it.

I don't like the words that come oozing out of your mouth.

Where is it written that power is the sole province of the worst?

Or a girl from the pleasure houses of Lys?

He treats me as if I'm a spoilt child.

(Cheering)

(Neighs)

A dozen barrels of Dornish wine?

I don't know what you're talking about.

He's not a king.

six years old maybe.

Tramping through the trees in the rain, day after day,

He does have a deep, abiding lust for her money.

I would give priority to my head.

to shove your prick inside and make the eight.

Look across those fields, brother.

[Laughing]

I understand that you don't like me,

I did not come here today seeking your affection.

If you were drunk enough and had some poor Riverlands whore

This belongs to you, now.