Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He was an infidel.
- Rip her! - ( Tansy screaming )
Leave this wedding right now.
Accept these tokens of our faith, my lord,
- My queen. - Lady Brienne.
- What are you afraid of? - I'm not afraid.
un-- ( coughs )
You'll have a comfortable life in Pentos.
- got thunderbolts on his shield. - Uh-huh.
I suppose you'll never know, Prince Oberyn.
Ser Loras, it's quite all right.
♪ Weep o'er his hall ♪
Give him the razor.
Yes, very much.
It's only wine.
Here you are. Champion's purse.
- Joffrey! Joffrey! - Cersei: Help him!
Your father has promised to hang the next whore he finds you with.
As you say, Your Grace.
( applause, laughter )
You barely know her.
They call it the rich man's disease
( laughing )
A book every king should read.
Is it solid gold?
No. ( coughs )
- Joffrey. - ( gasping )
I want you to leave my presence.
My father will ask you if there's anything more
( barking )
I have no pet sellsword to protect me.
If you were to marry Cersei,
When Storm's End was under siege and I was starving,
she'd murder him, too,
With any luck, the gout will abate
who still dare to challenge my reign.
Your sister looks very beautiful.
( gurgling )
Not such a fascinating story, I'm afraid.
Go to the kitchens and instruct them
( whistles ) I've never seen Valyrian steel before.
As it happens, I have just the one.
( tearing )
Septons speak of seven gods.
You're the Lord Commander now. Command.
I haven't used a sparring sword since I was nine.
You are. You are afraid of your father and your sister.
How do you know?
Your pet rat have any thoughts
This way, my lady.
Let me put one through her face.