Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you doing?
Through the Moon Door.
Come with me.
Hodor, get his knife. Cut me loose.
Joffrey.
Locke said there were 11 of them.
Myrcella loves the open water.
I'm done waiting, Petyr.
We will have a trial and we will learn the truth.
my husband's wine...
The old houses will flock to our queen
Then whom can we trust?
I kept his clothing and linens clean.
You like it rough, don't you?
Please, stop. Stop.
We have to find it.
It would be a great honor, of course.
That's no way to fight.
and a big f** sword
Prince Oberyn. Writing letters?
That all worked out well.
For your paramour?
In the light of the Seven, I now proclaim Tommen
The old houses will flock to whichever side they think will win,
The greatest swordsman who ever lived.
My mother fat?
what comes next.
I won't even know what to call you.
When will the wedding take place in your mind?
Only the ones I'm going to kill.
Hodor.
Meryn Trant?
Your Grace.
But you're not to call her Sansa in front of anyone
and we need them on our side.
Who would pass the Bloody Gate?
It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lady Arryn.