Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We cannot escape the justice of the gods--
You murder your own prince,
HIGH SPARROW: You've made great progress.
The Warrior punishes those who believe themselves
It's a pretty picture.
Who are you marrying this time?
is a Stark smiling down at you as you die.
Show me.
You are to me.
Qyburn: Long may she reign.
You've declared for other houses before, Lord Baelish.
She was good. She was kind. And you killed her!
The King in the North! The King in the North!
Her own blood knew it was the only way.
I'm ready.
and unburden myself of my desires.
You're in the great game now.
I only do what my Lord commands.
I'm glad to see your face.
Stay with me.
Your father would be pleased.
The King in the North! The King in the North!
Which is why I'm here.
- And you lied. - I didn't lie.
I understand.
Confess. It felt good.
Tyrion Lannister,
(men murmur)
Let me through. Let me through.
Promise me, Ned.
and profess your guilt or innocence before the Seven?
(door opens)
And you know I can help you win that war.
First of Her Name,
Schnick looking worried about Schnook's power trip
(screaming continues)
The gods' judgment is fierce,
Whoa, whoa.
(footsteps)
They have declared war on Dorne.
I want you to know that.