Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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You must leave, all of you.
Well, I command you to find the cure
You swore to obey my commands for the rest of your life.
Listen to the waves. Listen to the god.
- (music playing) - Sansa actor: Father! No!
- Shut up, you swine! Cersei, more wine. - (laughs)
(screaming)
May they have your talent.
His support would mean a great deal.
so we're not doing so well there.
I claim the Salt Throne.
Hold door! Hodor!
Yeah, ahem, close the bloody gate.
- (snarling continues) - (shouts)
If that's what you want, I will.
Warg into Hodor now!
I want every woman spinning flax for sails.
She did indeed.
- The lawful ascension. - What's that mean?
Lady Sansa asked you a question.
(grunting)
(staves clacking)
What is it?
Will you allow me to say one more thing before I go?
(men murmuring)
You need to know that if we're going to be intimate.
Everyone is what they are
You can do better, Bianca, dear. You must do.
Meera: Hold the door!
(knock at door)
My friend has a healthy skepticism of religion,
Hodor.
if a girl desires.
People will still risk everything for it,
As near as I can remember.
He never hurt my face.
What?
(laughter, applause)
have already declared for the Boltons,
but they know that a Stark beheaded their father.
Oh, woe. Oh, no.
Leave me.
and the Manderlys.
Well, don't worry, love. They usually go away in five or six years.
I will summon my most eloquent priests.
- (screams) - (growls)
(screams)
HOLD BUS! HOBUS
And your filthy mind.
Two dozen more. Together they equal all the others.
He proclaims me Hand of the King.
Leaf: Go!
Nephew.