Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How?
When I speak to people from the North,
Shh, shh, shh.
Don't be afraid. I can take care of myself.
They say he burns his enemies alive
That would be a start.
I'm sorry. It was a stupid question.
I have a certain sympathy for odd little boys.
And Qhorin Halfhand is the greatest ranger alive.
I want to go home.
from ear to ear.
Please.
In the Summer Isles,
We could throw books at his men.
Robb.
Do you have to do that here?
and went to bed with fear in the night.
- His magic is strong. - And what of my magic?
If you help me and my friends escape.
Stannis will execute them all.
I believe extreme measures are warranted.
What have you done?
Many fought for the Mad King.
A touch of mercy is a virtue, Your Grace. Too much--
And why are you happy?
Oh, must be Dragonglass.
Bawling all the time, never sleeping.
My son wishes me to change it.
I called his name.
The cheese could be better.
By the seven New Gods and the Old Gods beyond counting,
You do understand Stannis Baratheon sails this way?
They have my dragons.
Really, a Lannister lion necklace?
Any ironborn with the exception of Theon Greyjoy.
Shae!
And Rickon, too? The little one?
I'll un-name you.
And we will hunt him down no matter where he runs.
Is she beautiful?
When I reached manhood,
by Archmaester "Shevelathin."
does half your thinking.
In the oven, the nice warm oven
A dumb cunt who killed the only two Starks in Winterfell.
A girl at the edge of the world is the least of our problems.
Me and the lads rounded up all the known thieves.
We both endured our father.
I lost another to the Kingslayer,
Too close to Casterly Rock.
It's been here a long time.
Your pardon, My Lord. Your Grace.
It's a long way to King's Landing.
Better than seeing their heads mounted on the city gates.
Which one gave you the tougher fight,
half of the Rhoyne
You're right...
I'd call it bravery.
What do we have?
- I saw him. - Where?
I didn't mean to give offense, My Lady.
Why?
The Lord of Light wants his enemies burned,
We were forgotten.
Must have been the farmer's boys.
My dear nephew, you do see these men
You know how valuable those boys were?
What do you want with him anyway?
Lord Tywin's marching tonight.
Help was not promised, lovely girl.