Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Criston: And you yourself?

(high-pitched ringing)

What do you want?

Let us hope for clouds over the Blackwater tonight.

in an effort to become the Hand.

Mysaria: It was worth the risk, no matter the outcome.

(tense music playing)

I see we're all agreed.

the river houses in line for centuries.

but it's to no avail.

Ten-and-six now.

(music intensifies)

I often wonder what life could've been

I was still a child.

but have had no reply.

Viserys never wanted it himself, if you recall.

(dragon screeches)

He dares to summon me with haste?

And you think they will turn to me?

That will make it rise the hotter.

Ad hoc, he's the King.

-No! No! -(yelling)

before they were turned away.

(whispers) He's never been at peace.

They must see in me a ruler.

and so there's no wonder that they see the royals

that His Grace will be spared.

but his devotion to his family has never been in doubt.

You are of noble birth.

Our own healer, Alys Rivers,

Bring him forth.

-This old place-- -Are you mocking me?

King Viserys loved his feasts and his wine,

will take you to Pentos.

I think Mysaria's power increases in Rhaenys' absence

Make this sacrifice willingly for all of us.

in watching two women begin to guide the path to war?

ALFRED BROOME: Our largest dragon has been killed.

in an impossible position.

because she realizes

when you must also keep peace at home.

(hoarsely) Nothing.

Racks of lamb, my love.

Rickard: You heard the queen!

...to name a new heir.

but we may yet retake--

I shall pray to the Warrior for your safe return.

-(door closes) -You're late.

Get inside! Hurry!

It does occur to me that Your Grace has yet to name a Hand.

the risk involved in such a venture...

-What are you playing at, old man? -I do wonder, Your Grace,

And everything I've given you, you've thrown back in my face!

Perhaps the gods will favor us.

come in their cart and all their finery,

Oh, you make an art of provoking me.

Prince Daeron's dragon has taken to wing.

In a way, it's a boiling over of all of these things

Dragon or no, we shall not raise our banners for a tyrant.

horror icon-esque, Terminator-like figure,

(SEASMOKE SCREECHES)

To fetch him. Send word to Otto Hightower.

House Tully is not the largest house in the Riverlands,

that you have strength beyond what they accredited.

But I think you know that.

(indistinct chatter)

-for myself. -No, not to serve as Hand, you toad.