Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- By right of birth... - Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer.
What you just did is punishable by death.
They put too much value on their women.
Yes. To celebrate my name day.
You don't want Balon Greyjoy for an ally.
What work?
No one will take my dragons.
You've done so well.
No one will know.
I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of Westeros.
Shall we rally them to fight for us?
The king does not ask, he commands.
He doesn't like it.
Give it here.
the king might just get his Uncle Jaime back.
I do, Your Grace.
Stop. Wait.
Means the Lannisters will rule all Seven Kingdoms before long.
From this day, you'll be my new fool.
I already said it was well struck.
Now the entire North has risen up against us.
First, your family must release my sisters.
If not Renly, Your Grace, join forces with Robb Stark.
Happy Birthday! Lord Commander Aaron Reid!
He must be doing something right.
Joffrey, Renly, Robb Stark, they're all thieves.
for the queue is dark and full of terrors.
What I hear, he's already got more men than any of your Southern Kings.
- Please. Please. - Enough. Get it done.
Ned Stark's youngest daughter Arya,
Lord Commander.
Take them and cast your light upon us,
Where?
to see me with all these young wives and you with no one to warm your bed?
No, no, no, no.
I've changed my mind. Let him go.
What a fine job you've done.
North, to join up with Mance Rayder.
Besides me and Tommen and Myrcella?
well, that is an awkward situation indeed,
He's no friend of mine.
This city stinks.
People make all sorts of plans.