Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Isn't it your job to talk him out
Listen to me cunt
We don't want to go beyond the Wall, we have to.
Ser Davos told me where you're going, Your Grace, and why.
I put my trust in you, a stranger,
and is somehow convinced not to murder us
Last time I was here, you killed my son with wildfire.
How many queens are there now?
Why was Qyburn here?
or how terrifying to everyone else,
The Wall has kept them out for thousands of years, presumably.
Unless you'll join us.
Prophecies of doom are never in short supply,
Lord Randyll Tarly, Dickon Tarly,
I am her Hand, not her head.
That he couldn't leave the North
Perhaps not.
Lady Stark thanks you for your service.
You know how to use one?
We can all become slavering, murderous imbeciles in thrall to evil incarnate
Bronn.
He's ready to go back to his loving family.
What's it say?
I looked in shops, taverns, brothels.
But this...
by way of apology for murdering our father and son.
Our reasons aren't your reasons.
You're sure this is the only copy in Winterfell?
A crippled boy claims to have seen
She gave Tarly a choice,
she drank the poison you so kindly provided her?
We can buy mercenaries.
They were insulting Jon,
And how would you get into King's Landing?
Not right now, anyway.
Come have a look.
They made you feel better than everyone.
You must be even older than you look.
And give the country to Cersei?
- Are you going to punish him? - Tyrion?
made up by wet nurses to frighten children.
But bring it back.
but if the gold cloaks were to recognize you,
I haven't been feeling like myself.