Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I respect what you did.
He's the son of Rhaegar Targaryen and my aunt, Lyanna Stark.
or I'll kill you!
You're the strongest person I know.
We can't beat the Dothraki. We don't have the numbers.
No.
Father, Smith, Warrior,
Me, too.
That's not how it ends for you, brother.
They filled people with wonder and awe,
Yes, Your Grace.
The remaining forces in the Westerlands
not unless we make it.
Yes. That's all.
I saw them all.
Run! Run!
I think we ought to begin with larger concerns.
I have your sister.
My sister asked you a question.
He's never been a bastard.
How many dragons did you see at the pit?
Why did they build it?
What did you hope for?
Come in.
Thousands fell fighting your father.
All right, then.
For Yara!
You're not like everyone else.
And I have already pledged myself
Do you deny it?
At the Citadel, I transcribed a High Septon's diary.
it's Sand.
Give the order, then.
We're not leaving her behind.
there would be no need for this gathering.
I can't have children.
Fuck off.
The darkness is coming for us all.
what does she become?
What's left to fight for?
Fuck loyalty?
Lord Baelish?
You held a knife to his throat.
They're about to become a million more soldiers in the Army of the Dead.
And the brothels are far superior.
Remember my offer...
- How many people live here? - A million, give or take.
Even when we were all young and stupid,
the Golden Company.
I think it's another bad joke.
He needs to know.
You've always known.
She's your sister.
If it weren't for me, you'd have a mother.
a foreign whore who doesn't know her place.
but you must have hoped for something.
And Arya was one of them.
He's going to ferry the Golden Company back here
Anyone touches it, I'll kill you first.
Only by reputation.
We left the Iron Islands for Yara.
You met with him in secret without my consent.
And that would be double what now, exactly?
right down its black throat.
My armies will not stand down.