Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

An old man on the run

Get this away from me.

This will never be your home, my lady.

What are you doing?

The Russians will never forget.

and in very bad taste.

My books are better than these boring scrolls.

and empty her chamber pot.

You'll be needing a new young girl.

or for serving the king's son in a pie.

That's the vulgar word for dung.

I didn't want to be a lord.

You're my friend. You're here to help.

King Stannis Baratheon.

Night gathers and my watch begins.

Every one of them flies tonight.

if they gave us Theon.

We've learned their language,

On the back of his dragon Balerion the Dread.

Ah, for the gillyflower.

You could read about Balerion the Dread.

And I've made mine.

Instead, I let you live.

with more Theon.

There are steps carved into the south side of the Wall.

I brush her hair and clip her nails

Every time a highborn asks my name, it's trouble.

Better not, then. I'm a bit busy.

And the archer.

The king does not have time for this drudgery.

Everyone is mine to torment

You should learn to ignore them.

We're all the same, really.

What do you want?

I remember every word of the oath.

A good man does everything in his power

but who said a word when Jon Arryn married the little Tully bitch?