Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Valar morghulis.

That one, the smaller man.

If a man charges no interest on a loan,

Princess Myrcella.

There's always been more than enough death in the world for my taste.

Oh, nonsense. Work's over. Do you sing?

The queen will be thrilled to know you're bringing her daughter home.

We'll take half a dozen.

20 men rode into our camp without a single guard sounding the alarm?

Father, where are you? Don't let her do this.

I wouldn't have chosen either.

Fair enough. Yet it's an unpleasant question,

Forgive me, Your Grace,

It was a failure.

every bit as often as imbeciles.

to the small council before his death.

but if we can't march forward and we won't march back...

I'll have you whipped, girl.

If you swear you'll join us when the real war begins.

no one would have blinked an eye at you

And in my experience, large men do triumph

We're not returning to Castle Black.

- Your Grace-- - Shut your mouth.

He's agreed to grant you your freedom.

Remove Ser Jorah from the city.

Just making sure everything is in order.

They were in and out before anyone spotted them.

Of course. Of course.

What's this one now?

Let me fight for her.

Oh, let her in, Brusco. I'm hungry.

On one condition.

If anyone should be punished, it's me.

Say it one more time, handsome.