Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

has requested you for his personal steward.

''Summoned to court to answer for the crimes

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo My lambs

Give him milk of the poppy.

with no one to sing for but old men and little shits like you.

You condemn yourself with your own mouth, Lord Stark.

Who do they follow?

The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons.

I was her little confidant, her plaything.

You have the honour of addressing Daenerys of the House Targaryen,

as my father was and his father before him.

Jon Snow, Lord Commander Mormont

..and she ended up with his brother, an even more impressive specimen.

I mean, why not? I'd read all the stories.

[Speaks Dothraki] *anha, Drogo ki Bharbosi.* ...l, Drogo, son of Bharbo.

Have patience, Khaleesi. We will go home, I promise you.

I'm a better swordsman and rider than any of you!

I fear Lord Renly has left the city.

Didn't mean to come here.

[Man] Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.

What's he got there?

Not much, really.

and do everything else the Lord Commander requires of you.

I saw a man last nine miles once.

Why is he alone?

I always wanted to be a wizard.

Vorkoy to the builders. Joby to the stables.

[Wind whistling]

[Merchant calling in Dothraki] *Virzetha gizikhven! Mra qora! Mra qora!* Sweet reds. I have it. I have it.

of proud Houses,

Don't know what ''impunent'' means.

When you do a 3+ hour rehearsal And forget you're in your 40's

It wouldn't have been clean.

Where I come from, we don't show mercy to criminals.

If another house can seize one of our own

doesn't it bother you?

[Speaks Dothraki] *M'anhoon vekha virzethi gizkhvena Dornoon, zhey erinak.* I have a sweet red from Dorne, my lady.

Couldn't say, my lord

It's Robert. We were hunting...

We've plenty of time to get rid of Stannis,

He commanded us to...

Not for a king...

I'm used to men who could chew that boy up

killers, thieves.

and did what he did, what little he could do,

You'll find a weirwood a mile north of the Wall.

His squire, from the king's own skin.

You damned fool.

Alone, if you will.