Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Do you want to be with them?
Names to offer up to the Red God.
l serve Lady Catelyn.
And whoever kills that fucking horn-blower will stand in bronze above the shores of Pyke!
There's nowhere to run.
PYCELLE: Your Grace,
None of us know.
lt is not meant for the buying of horses.
Thank you, Xaro Xhoan Daxos.
You will betray everything you once held dear.
Please don't go, Jaqen.
For your trouble.
Stygg and Black Lorren.
No more than l want to leave you.
Would you like something for the pain?
Have you?
And I'm no better than a savage
Run!
to tell me if working for Lord Baelish has been all you'd hoped it would be.
Join the Night's Watch.
-All right, we'll be going. -Whoa. Whoa!
(GRUNTlNG)
DAENERYS: Come.
You wouldn't remember me if we had?
a girl whose brother is in open rebellion against the throne as we speak.
(GRUNTS)
-l want to see you. -Believe me, you don't.
You look like a baby with a rattle.
And l like it.
Going into wars, fighting soldiers, you're terrible at this.
l will kill that man.
Let 'em fight.
I will kill that horn blowing cunt before I fall!
I'm afraid we won't be seeing each other for some time, my lord.
What's your business here?
You are a mess.
lt varies from cloak to cloak.
l've been fighting far longer than you.
She could offer them all one by one.
The girl has many names on her lips.
-Mothers will name their sons for us. -Aye!
You gave him your word.
So unless it got stuck in your arse on its way to your cunt,
(CHUCKLES)
There are ways.
Your Grace,
You're the only one who can.
Good of me? Of course l come.