Game of Thrones (TV series)

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Game of Thrones is an American medieval fantasy television series created for HBO by David Benioff and D.B. Weiss. The series is based on the first of George R.R. Martin's best-selling A Song of Ice and Fire series of seven planned fantasy novels.

Whenever you play the game of thrones, you either win or die; there is no middle ground.

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[edit] Season 1

[edit] Winter is Coming [1.01]

[Will, a veteran ranger in a Night's Watch patrol, has discovered the mangled remains of several wildlings they were tracking]
Ser Waymar Royce: [their commander, a newcomer] What do you expect? They're savages; one lot steals a goat from another lot and before you know it they're ripping each other to pieces.
Will: I've never seen wildlings do a thing like this. I've never seen a thing like this in my life!
Ser Waymar Royce: How close did you get?
Will: Close as any man would.
Gared: [another veteran in the patrol] We should head back to the Wall.
Ser Waymar Royce: Do the dead frighten you?
Gared: Our orders were to track the wildlings. We tracked them. They won't trouble us no more.
Ser Waymar Royce: You don't think he'll ask us how they died? Get back on your horse.
Will: Whatever did it to them could do it to us. They even killed the children!
Ser Waymar Royce: It's a good thing we're not children. You want to run away south, run away. Of course, they will behead you as a deserter, if I don't catch you first.
The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.
[Eddard Stark has beheaded a deserter from the Night's Watch]
Eddard Stark: You know why I did it?
Bran Stark: He was a deserter. Jon told me.
Eddard Stark: Yes, but you understand why I had to do it.
Bran Stark: Our ways are the old ways.
Eddard Stark: The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.
Bran Stark: Is it true he saw the White Walkers?
Eddard Stark: The White Walkers have been gone for centuries.
Bran Stark: So he was lying?
Eddard Stark: A madman sees what he sees.
Robert Baratheon: Lord Eddard Stark, I would name you the Hand of the King.
Eddard Stark: [kneels] I'm not worthy of the honor.
Robert Baratheon: I'm not trying to honor you. I'm trying to get you to run my kingdom while I can eat, drink and whore my way to an early grave. Damn it, Ned, stand up. You helped me win the Iron Throne, now help me keep the damned thing.
Jon Snow: You're Tyrion Lannister? The Queen's brother?
Tyrion Lannister: My greatest accomplishment. And you, you're Ned Stark's bastard, aren't you?
[Jon walks away]
Tyrion Lannister: Did I offend you? Sorry. You are the bastard, though.
Jon Snow: Lord Eddard Stark is my father.
Tyrion Lannister: And Lady Stark is not your mother, making you … the bastard. Let me give you some advice, bastard: never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.
Jon Snow: What the hell do you know about being a bastard?
Tyrion Lannister: All dwarfs are bastards in their father's eyes.
[Bran has just caught Queen Cersei having sex with her brother]
Cersei Lannister: He saw us!
Jaime Lannister: [to Bran] It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.
Cersei Lannister: He saw us!
Jaime Lannister: [to Cersei] I heard you the first time. [to Bran] Quite the little climber, aren't you? How old are you, boy?
Bran Stark: Ten.
Jaime Lannister: Ten? [pause] The things I do for love. [pushes Bran out of the window]

[edit] The Kingsroad [1.02]

Joffrey Baratheon: We ride for King's Landing today.
Tyrion Lannister: Before you go, you will call on Lord and Lady Stark and offer your sympathies.
Joffrey Baratheon: What good will my sympathies do them?
Tyrion Lannister: None, but it is expected of you. Your absence has already been noted.
Joffrey Baratheon: The boy means nothing to me, and I can't stand the wailing of women.
Tyrion Lannister: [slaps Joffrey] One word and I hit you again.
Joffrey Baratheon: I'm telling mother!
Tyrion Lannister: [slaps Joffrey] Go, tell her! But first you will get to Lord and Lady Stark. And you will fall on your knees in front of them and tell them how very sorry you are, that you are at their service and that all your prayers are with them. Do you understand?
Joffrey Baratheon: You can't –
Tyrion Lannister: [slaps Joffrey] Do you understand?
[Joffery scurries away]
Sandor "The Hound" Clegane: The Prince will remember that, little Lord.
Tyrion Lannister: I hope so. If he forgets, be a good dog and remind him.
Jon Snow: [after giving Arya her sword] First lesson: stick them with the pointy end.
Jon Snow: All the best swords have names, you know.
Arya Stark: Sansa can keep her sewing needles. I've got a Needle of my own.
Robert Baratheon: I swear, if I weren't your king, you'd have hit me already.
Eddard Stark: The worst thing about your coronation, I'll never get to hit you again.
Eddard Stark: Daenerys Targaryen has wed some Dothraki horse lord. What of it? Should we send her a wedding gift?
Robert Baratheon: A knife, perhaps. A good, sharp one and a bold man to wield it.

[edit] Lord Snow [1.03]

[In the throne room of the Red Keep]
Jaime Lannister: It must be strange for you, coming into this room. I was standing right here when it happened. He was very brave, your brother. Your father too. They didn't deserve to die like that; nobody deserves to die like that.
Eddard Stark: But you just stood there and watched.
Jaime Lannister: Five hundred men just stood there and watched. All the great knights of the Seven Kingdoms, you think anyone said a word, lifted a finger? No, Lord Stark. Five hundred men and this room was silent as a crypt...except for the screams, of course, and the Mad King laughing. And later, when I watched the Mad King die, I remembered him laughing as your father burned...it felt like justice.
Eddark Stark: [disdainful] Is that what you tell yourself at night? You're a servant of justice? That you were avenging my father when you shoved your sword in Aerys Targaryen's back?
Jaime Lannister: Tell me, if I'd stabbed the Mad King in the belly instead of the back, would you admire me more?
Petyr Baelish: We already owe Lord Tywin three million gold. What's another 80,000?
Eddard Stark: Are you telling me the crown is three million in debt?
Petyr Baelish: I'm telling you the crown is six million in debt.
Eddard Stark: How could you let this happen?!
Petyr Baelish: The Master of Coin finds the money, the King and the Hand spend it.
Eddard Stark: I will not believe Jon Arryn allowed Robert to bankrupt the Realm.
Grand Master Pycelle: Lord Arryn gave wise and prudent advice. But I fear His Grace doesn't always listen.
Old Nan: Don't listen to it. Crows are all liars. I know a story about a crow.
Bran: I hate your stories.
Old Nan: I know a story about a boy who hated stories. I could tell you about Sir Duncan the Tall; those were always your favorites.
Bran: Those aren't my favorites. My favorites were the scary ones.
Old Nan: Oh, my sweet summer child. What do you know about fear? Fear is for the winter when the snows fall a hundred feet deep. Fear is for the the long nights when the sun hides for years, and children are born and live and die, all in darkness. That is the time for fear, my little lord; when the white walkers move through the woods. Thousands of years ago there came a night that lasted a generation. Kings froze to death in their castles, same as the shepherds in their huts, and women smothered their babies rather than see them starve, and wept and felt their tears freeze on their cheeks. So is this the sort of story that you like? [watches as Bran nods] In that darkness the white walkers came for the first time. They swept through cities and kingdoms, riding their dead horses, hunting with their packs of pale spiders big as hounds...
Benjen Stark: [angrily] The Night's Watch is a joke to you, is it?! Is that what we are, Lannister? An army of jesters in black?!
Tyrion Lannister: You don't have enough men to be an army, and aside from Yoren here, none of you are particularly funny.
Benjen Stark: I hope we've provided some good stories for you to tell when you're back in King's Landing. Something to think about while you're drinking your wine down there, enjoying the brothels; half the boys you've seen training will die north of the Wall. Might be a wildling's axe that gets them, might be sickness, might just be the cold. They die in pain, and they do it so plump little lords like you can enjoy their summer afternoons in peace and comfort.
Tyrion Lannister: [joking] Do you think I'm plump? Listen, Benjen,...may I call you Benjen?
Benjen Stark: Call me what you like.
Tyrion Lannister: I'm not sure what I've done to offend you; I have great admiration for the Night's Watch. I have great admiration for you as First Ranger-
Benjen Stark: [chuckles] My brother once told me that nothing someone says before the word 'but' really counts.
Tyrion Lannister: But...I don't believe that giants and ghouls and White Walkers are lurking beyond the Wall. I believe the only difference between us and the wildlings is that when that wall went up, our ancestors happened to live on the right side of it.
Benjen Stark: You're right; the wildlings are no different from us. A little rougher, maybe but they're made of meat and bone; I know how to track them and I know how to kill them. It's not the wildlings giving me sleepless nights. You've never been north of the Wall, so don't tell me what's out there.
Maester Aemon: How many winters have you seen, Lord Tyrion?
Tyrion Lannister: Eight, no, nine.
Maester Aemon: All of them brief?
Tyrion Lannister: They say the winter of my birth was three years long, Maester Aemon.
Maester Aemon: This summer has lasted nine, but already reports from the Citadel tell us the days grow shorter. The Starks are always right eventually- winter is coming. This one will be long, and dark things will come with it.
Commander Mormont: We've been capturing wildlings, more every month. They're fleeing south; the ones who flee say they've seen the White Walkers.
Tyrion Lannister: [dismissive] Yes and the fishermen of Lannisport say they see mermaids.
Commander Mormont: One of our own rangers swore he saw them kill his companions. He swore it...right up to the moment Ned Stark chopped his head off!
Maester Aemon: The Night's Watch is the only thing standing between the realm and what lies beyond, and it has become an army of undisciplined boys and tired old men. There are less than a thousand of us now; we can't man the other castles on the Wall. We can't properly patrol the wilderness. We've barely enough resources to keep our own lads armed and fed.
Commander Mormont: Your sister sits by the side of the King. Tell her we need help.
Maester Aemon: And when winter does comes...gods help us all if we're not ready!

[edit] Cripples, Bastards and Broken Things [1.04]

Tyrion Lannister: With the right saddle, even a cripple can ride.
Bran Stark: I'm not a cripple.
Tyrion Lannister: Then I'm not a dwarf! My father will rejoice to hear it.
Robb Stark: Is this some kind of trick? Why do you want to help him?
Tyrion Lannister: I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples, bastards and broken things.
Jon Snow: You can't fight. You can't see. You're afraid of heights and almost everything else, probably. What are you doing here, Sam?
Samwell Tarly: On the morning of my eighteenth nameday, my father came to me. You're almost a man now, he said, but you're not worthy of my land and title. Tomorrow you're going to take the black, forsake all claims to your inheritance and start north. If you do not, he said, then we will have a hunt, and somewhere in these woods, your horse will stumble and you'll be thrown from your saddle to die. Or so I will tell your mother. Nothing would please me more.
Daenerys Targaryen: I am a Khaleesi of the Dothraki! I am the wife of the great Khal and I carry his son inside me. The next time you raise a hand to me will be the last time you have hands!

[edit] The Wolf and the Lion [1.05]

[Having lost a tournament to Loras Tyrell, a furious Gregor Clegane attacks him]
Sandor Clegane: Leave him be! (He rushes to the aid of Loras, and defends him)
Robert Baratheon: [standing up] STOP THIS MADNESS IN THE NAME OF YOUR KING! [Sandor kneels, but Gregor merely stalks off]
Loras Tyrell: I owe you my life, ser.
Sandor Clegane: I'm no "ser".
Robert Baratheon: That's all the realm is: backstabbing and plotting and ass-licking. Sometimes I don't know what holds it together.
Cersei Lannister: Our marriage. [both burst out laughing]
Robert Baratheon: So, here we sit, 17 years later, holding it all together. Don't you get tired?
Cersei Lannister: Every day.
Robert Baratheon: How long can hate hold a thing together?
Cersei Lannister: Well, 17 years is quite a long time.
Cersei Lannister: What was she [Lyanna Stark] like?
Robert Baratheon: [shocked] You've never asked about her, not once. Why now?
Cersei Lannister: At first, just saying her name, even in private, felt like I was breathing life back into her. I thought if I didn't talk about her, she'd just fade away for you. When I realised that wasn't going to happen, I refused to ask out of spite; I didn't want to give you the satisfaction of thinking I cared to ask. And eventually it became clear that my spite didn't mean anything to you; as far as I could tell, you actually enjoyed it!
Robert Baratheon: So why now?
Cersei Lannister: What harm could Lyanna Stark's ghost do to either of us that we haven't done to each other a hundred times over?
Robert Baratheon: [sadly] You want to know the horrible truth? I can't even remember what she looked like. I only know she was the one thing I ever wanted. Someone took her away from me, and seven kingdoms couldn't fill the hole she left behind.
[Eddard Stark has opposed Robert Baratheon's plan to assassinate the Targaryens]
Robert Baratheon: You're my counsel. Counsel! Speak sense to this, "honorable" fool!
Lord Varys: I understand your misgivings, my lord. Truly, I do. It is a terrible thing we must consider, a vile thing. Yet we who presume to rule must sometimes do vile things for the good of the realm. Should the gods grant Daenerys a son, the realm will bleed.
Grand Maester Pycelle: I bear this girl no ill will, but should the Dothraki invade, how many innocents will die? How many towns will burn? Is it not wiser – kinder, even – that she should die now, so that tens of thousands might live?
Lord Renly Baratheon: We should have had them both killed years ago!
Petyr Baelish: When you find yourselves in bed with an ugly woman – best close your eyes and get it over with.
[The others cringe at this crude picture]
Petyr Baelish: Cut her throat and be done with it!
Lysa Arryn: [to her son, Robert] He killed your father, he murdered the Hand of the King!
Tyrion Lannister: [sarcastically] Oh, did I kill him too? I've been a very busy man.

[edit] A Golden Crown [1.06]

Tyrion Lannister: [to his gaoler, Mord] How would you like to be rich?
Mord: [hits Tyrion] Short man still making noise!
Tyrion Lannister: M-my family has rich. They have gold. Lots of gold. I'm prepared to give you lots of gold.
Mord: [searches Tyrion] No gold. [hits him]
Tyrion Lannister: Well, I don't have it here!
Mord: No gold!
Tyrion Lannister: About the gold- [Mord hits Tyrion]
Mord: No gold! No gold!
Tyrion Lannister: Listen to me, sometimes, possession, is an abstract concept-[Mord hits him] When they captured me, they took my purse, but the gold is still mine!
Mord: Where?!
Tyrion Lannister: "Where?!" I don't know where, but-[Mord hits Tyrion] Free me!
Mord: You want free? [gestures to the mile-long drop where his cell ends] Go be free.
Tyrion Lannister: Have you ever heard the phrase "rich as a Lannister"? Of course you have. You're a smart man. You know who the Lannisters are. I am a Lannister. Tyrion, son of Tywin. Of course, you've also heard the phrase "a Lannister always pays his debts". If you deliver a message to Lady Arryn for me, I will be in your debt.
[Mord looks at Tyrion incredulously]
Tyrion Lannister: I will owe you gold. … If you deliver the message, and I live, which I very much intend to do.
Mord: [suspicious] What message?
Tyrion Lannister: [gets up] Tell her I wish to confess my crimes.
[Bronn, fighting for Tyrion, has just slain Lysa Arryn's champion in a trial by combat]
Lysa Arryn: [to Bronn] You do not fight with honor!
Bronn: No, milady. [gestures to his fallen foe] He did.
Robin Arryn: Mom make the little man fly now?
Tyrion Lannister: Not this little man, this little man is going home. [approaches Rodrik] I believe you have something of mine.
[Rodrik tosses Tyrion his purse; as Tyrion exits, he tosses it at Mord, whom he earlier promised a reward]
Tyrion Lannister: A Lannister always pays his debts.
Robert Baratheon: Back in our day, you weren't a real man until you fucked one girl from each of the Seven Kingdoms and the Riverlands. We used to call it 'Making the Eight'.
Renly Baratheon: [sarcastic] Those were some lucky girls.
Robert Baratheon: You ever make the eight, Barristan?
Barristan Selmy: I don't believe so, Your Grace.
Robert Baratheon: [laughs] Those were the days.
Renly Baratheon: Which days exactly? The ones where half of Westeros fought the other half and millions died? Or before that, when the Mad King slaughtered women and babies because the voices in his head told him they deserved it? Or way before that, when dragons burned whole cities to the ground!
Robert Baratheon: Easy boy. You might be my brother, but you're speaking to the King.
Renly Baratheon: I suppose it was all rather heroic, if you were drunk enough and had some poor Riverlands whore to shove your prick inside and "make the eight".
[Viserys is restrained by Drogo's bloodriders for threatening Daenerys, since Drogo has not given him the crown he promised]
Jorah Mormont: Look away, Khaleesi.
Daenerys Targaryen: No.
Viserys Targaryen: (terrified) Dany, Dany tell them, make them, make them. You can't, please. [Daenerys remains silent] DANY, PLEASE!
Khal Drogo: [walks up to Viserys with a pot of molten gold] Crown for king.
[He upends the pot onto Viserys' head, killing him]
Daenerys Targaryen: He was no dragon. Fire cannot kill the dragon.

[edit] You Win or You Die [1.07]

Tywin Lannister: The lion does not concern himself with the opinions of the sheep.[pause] I suppose I should be grateful your vanity got in the way of your recklessness. [pause] I'm giving you half of our forces-thirty thousand men. You will bring them to Catelyn Stark's girlhood home and remind her that Lannisters pay their debts!
Jaime Lannister: I didn't know you put such a high value on my brother's life.
Tywin Lannister: He's a Lannister. He might be the lowest of the Lannisters, but he is one of us. And every day that he remains a prisoner, the less our name commands respect.
Jaime Lannister: So, the lion does concern himself with the opinions –
Tywin Lannister: It's not an opinion, it's a fact! If another house can seize one of our own, and hold him captive with impunity, it means we're no longer a house to be feared! Your mother's dead, before long I'll be dead, and you...and your brother and your sister and all of her children. All of us dead, all of us rotting in the ground. It's the family name that lives on. It's all that lives on. Not your honor, not your personal glory, family.
...
Tywin Lannister: You're blessed with abilities that few men possess. You're blessed to belong to the most powerful family in the Kingdoms, and you're still blessed with youth. And what have you done with these blessings? You've served as a glorified bodyguard for two kings, one a madman, the other a drunk. The future of our family will be determined in these next few months. We could establish a dynasty that will last a thousand years...or we could collapse into nothing, as the Targaryens did. I need you to become the man you were always meant to be. Not next year, not tomorrow...now.
Eddard Stark: I know the truth Jon Arryn died for.
Cersei Lannister: Do you, Lord Stark? Is that why you call me here, to pose me riddles?
Eddard Stark: [gesturing to the bruise on Cersei's cheek] Has he done this before?
Cersei Lannister: Jaime would have killed him. My brother is worth a thousand of your friend.
Eddard Stark: Your brother? Or your lover?
Cersei Lannister: The Targaryens wed brothers and sisters for three hundred years to keep bloodlines pure. Jaime and I are more than brother and sister; we shared a womb, came into this world together – we belong together.
Eddard Stark: My son saw you with him.
Cersei Lannister: Do you love your children?
Eddard Stark: With all my heart.
Cersei Lannister: No more than I love mine.
Eddard Stark: And they're all Jaime's.
Cersei Lannister: [chuckles] Thank the gods. In the rare event Robert leaves his whores long enough to stumble drunken into my bed, I finish him off in other ways. In the morning, he doesn't remember.
Eddard Stark: You've always hated him!
Cersei Lannister: Hated him?! I worshipped him! Every girl in the Seven Kingdoms dreamed of him, but he was mine by oath. And when I finally saw him on our wedding day in the Sept of Baelor, lean and fierce and black-bearded, it was the happiest moment of my life. And that night, he crawled on top of me, stinking of wine, and did what he did – what little he could do … and whispered in my ear, "Lyanna". Your sister was a corpse, I was a living girl, and he loved her more than me!
Eddard Stark: When the king returns from his hunt, I will tell him the truth. You must be gone by then, you and your children; I won't have their blood on my hands. Go as far away as you can with as many men as you can, because wherever you go, Robert's wrath will follow you.
Cersei Lannister: And what of my wrath, Lord Stark? You should have taken the realm for yourself. Jaime told me about the day King's Landing fell. He was sitting on the Iron Throne, and you made him give it up. All you needed to do was climb the steps yourself … such a sad mistake.
Eddard Stark: I've made many mistakes in my life, but that wasn't one of them.
Cersei Lannister: Oh, but it was. When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die; there is no middle ground.
When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.
Renly Baratheon: Lord Stark, a moment...Alone, if you will? [Eddard dismisses his guards] He [Robert] named you Protector of the Realm?
Eddard Stark: He did.
Renly Baratheon: She won't care. Give me an hour, and I can put a hundred swords at your command.
Eddard Stark: And what should I do with a hundred swords?
Renly Baratheon: Strike! Tonight, while the castle sleeps! We must get Joffrey away from his mother and into our custody; Protector of the Realm or no, he who holds the king holds the kingdom. Every moment you delay gives Cersei another moment to prepare; by the time Robert dies, it will be too late for the both of us!
Eddard Stark: And what about Stannis?
Renly Baratheon: [incredulous] Saving the Seven Kingdoms from Cersei and delivering them to Stannis?! You have odd notions about protecting the realm!
Eddard Stark: Stannis is your older brother-
Renly Baratheon: This isn't about the bloody line of succession! That didn't matter when you rebelled against the Mad King, it shouldn't matter now! What's best for the Kingdoms? What's best for the people we rule? We all know what Stannis is; he inspires no love or loyalty. He's not a king...I am.
Eddard Stark: Stannis is a commander. He's led men into war twice, he destroyed the Greyjoy fleet-
Renly Baratheon: Yes, he's a good soldier, everyone knows that; so was Robert! Tell me something, do you still believe good soldiers make good kings?
Eddard Stark: I will not dishonour Robert's last hours by shedding blood in his halls and dragging frightened children from their beds.
Khal Drogo: [tranlated from Dothraki] And to my son, the stallion who will mount the world, I will also pledge a gift. I will give him the iron chair that his mother's father sat upon. I will give him Seven Kingdoms. I, Drogo, will do this. I will take my Khalasar west to where the world ends and ride wooden horses across the black salt water as no Khal has done before! I will kill the men in iron suits and tear down their stone houses! I will rape their women, take their children as slaves and bring their broken gods back to Vaes Dothrak! This, I vow, I, Drogo, son of Bharbo. I swear before the Mother of Mountains as the stars look down in witness! As the stars look down in witness!
Petyr Baelish: [after betraying Ned] I did warn you not to trust me.

[edit] The Pointy End [1.08]

And what do we say to the god of death? Not today.
Ser Meryn Trant: Arya Stark, come with us. Your father wants to see you. [Arya starts to walk toward Trant, but Syrio stops her]
Syrio Forel: And why is it that Lord Eddard is sending Lannister men in place of his own, I wonder?
Ser Meryn Trant: Mind your place, dancing master. This is no concern of yours.
Arya Stark: My father wouldn't send you. [picks up a wooden practice sword] And I don't have to go with you if I don't want.
Ser Meryn Trant: [laughs] Take her.
Syrio Forel: Are you men or snakes that you would threaten a child?
Lannister guard: Get out of my way, little man.
Syrio Forel: I am Syrio Forel...
Lannister guard: Foreign bastard.
[Syrio whacks the Lannister guard on the head with his wooden sword, knocking him out]
Syrio Forel: And you will be speaking to me with more respect.
Ser Meryn Trant: Kill the Braavosi! Bring the girl.
Syrio Forel: Arya child, we are done with dancing for today. Run to your father.
[Syrio proceeds to beat up all four Lannister soldiers]
Ser Meryn Trant: [draws his sword] Bloody oafs!
Syrio Forel: Begone, Arya.
Arya Stark: Come with me, Syrio. Run.
Syrio Forel: The First Sword of Braavos does not run.
[Meryn Trant and Syrio fight briefly, then Trant snaps Syrio's sword in half]
Syrio Forel: What do we say to the god of death?
Arya Stark: [shivering] Not today. [runs]
Tyrion: What do you want from me, Bronn? Gold? Women? Golden women? Stick with me and you'll have them all, for as long as I'm around and not a moment longer. But you knew that; that is why you took up arms so valiantly to defend my honour!
Bronn: Alright, but don't expect me to call upon your lordship whenever you take a shit. I'm not your toady, and I'm not your friend.
Tyrion: Though I would treasure your friendship, I'm mainly interested in your facility with murder. And if the day ever comes where you're tempted to sell me out, remember this: Whatever the price, I'll beat it. I like living.
Shagga: How would you like to die, Tyrion son of Tywin?
Tyrion Lannister: In my own bed at the age of 80, with a bellyful of wine and a girl's mouth around my cock!
Drogo: Moon of my life, Mago says you have taken his spoils, a daughter of a lamb man who was his to mount. Tell me the truth of this.
Daenerys: Mago speaks the truth, my sun and stars. I have claimed many daughters this day so they cannot be mounted.
Drogo: This is the way of war. These women are slaves now to do with as we please.
Daenerys: It pleases me to keep them safe. If your riders would mount them, let them take them for wives.
Qotho: Does the horse mate with the lamb?
Daenerys: The dragon feeds on horse and lamb alike.
Mago: You are a foreigner. You do not command me.
Daenerys: I am Khaleesi. I do command you.
Drogo: [chuckles] See how fierce she grows? That is my son inside her, the stallion that will mount the world, filling her with his fire. I will hear no more. Mago, find somewhere else to stick your cock. [Mago spits in disgust and raises his sword]
Mago: A Khal who takes orders from a foreign whore is no khal at all!
[Drogo attacks Mago]
Drogo: I will not have your body burned. I will not give you that honor. The beetles will feed on your eyes. The worms will crawl through your lungs. [dodges several blows] The rain will fall on your rotting skin until nothing is left of you but bones.
Mago: First you have to kill me! [attacks Drogo again]
Drogo: I already have! [Drogo slices open Mago's throat, then shoves his hand in the wound and tears Mago's tongue out from its base]
Bran: What did you mean about hearing the gods?
Osha: You asked them; they're answering you. Shhh. Open your ears.
Bran: That's only the wind.
Osha: Who do you think sends the winds but the gods? They see you, boy, they hear you. Your brother will get no help from them where he's going. The old gods have no power in the south. The weirwoods there were all cut down a long time ago. How can they watch when the have no eyes?
[...]
Bran: Are there really giants beyond the wall?
Osha: Giants and worse than giants. I tried telling your brother he's marching the wrong way. All these swords, they should be going the north, boy; north, not south. The cold winds are rising.

[edit] Baelor [1.09]

Varys: Cersei is no fool. She knows a tame wolf is more use to her than a dead one.
Eddard Stark: You want me to serve the woman who murdered my king, who butchered my men, who crippled my son?!
Varys: I want you to serve the realm! Tell the Queen you will confess your vile treason, tell your son to lay down his sword and proclaim Joffrey as the true heir! Cersei knows you as a man of honour; if you give her the peace she needs, and promise to carry her secret to your grave, I believe she will allow you to take the black and live out your days on the Wall, with your brother and your bastard son.
Eddard Stark: [laughes] You think my life is some precious thing to me? That I would trade my honour for a few more years of...of what?! You grew up with actors; you learned their craft and you learnt it well. But I grew up with soldiers. I learned how to die a long time ago.
Varys: Pity. Such a pity. [Varys moves to leave, but turns back for one last word] What of your daughter's life, my lord? Is that a precious thing to you? [Ned is visibly given pause by the remark]
Tywin Lannister: (on Robb Stark) The boy may lack experience, but he does a certain provincial courage. (glares at Tyrion as he arrives to the briefing, late)
Tyrion Lannister: Oh, do continue.
Tywin Lannister: I do hope your savages are going to be of some use, otherwise we wasted good steel on them.
Kevan Lannister: The great hairy one insisted he must have two battle-axes, heavy black steel, double-sided.
Tyrion Lannister: Shagga likes axes.
Tywin Lannister: When the battle commences, you and your wildlings will be in the vanguard.
Tyrion Lannister: The vanguard? Me and the tribesmen, on the frontlines?
Addam Marband: They do seem rather ferocious.
Tyrion Lannister: Ferocious? Last night a Moon Brother stabbed a Stone Crow over a sausage. Three Stone Crows seized the Moon Brother and opened his throat. Bronn managed to keep Shagga from chopping off the dead man's cock, which was fortunate, but even still Ulf is demanding blood money, which Shagga and Gunter refuse to pay-
Tywin Lannister: When soldiers lack discipline, the fault lies with their commander.
Tyrion Lannister: Surely there are ways to get me killed that would be less detrimental to the war effort!
Tywin Lannister: There'll be no more discussion on the matter.
Tyrion Lannister: (Pushes aside his plate) It appears I'm not hungry after all.
Ser Jorah Mormont: [sees an infected and incoherent Khal Drogo] Khaleesi.
Daenerys Targaryen: Come. He's very strong. No one understands how strong he is.
Ser Jorah Mormont: [inspects the wound] He will die tonight, Khaleesi.
Daenerys Targaryen: He can't. He can't. I won't let him.
Ser Jorah Mormont: Even a queen doesn't have that power. We must go quickly. I've heard there's a good port in Asshai.
Daenerys Targaryen: I won't leave him.
Ser Jorah Mormont: He's already gone, Khaleesi.
Daenerys Targaryen: Even – even if he dies, why would I run? I am Khaleesi, and my son will be Khal after Drogo!
Ser Jorah Mormont: This isn't Westeros, where men honor blood. Here they only honor strength. There will be fighting after Drogo dies. Whoever wins that fight will be the new Khal. He won't want any rivals. Your boy will be plucked from your breast and given to the dogs.
Daenerys Targaryen: I won't leave him.
[Robb Stark returns victorious to Catelyn from the Whispering Wood, having captured Jaime Lannister.]
Robb Stark: By the time they knew what was happening, it had already happened.
Jaime Lannister: Lady Stark, I'd offer you my sword, but, I seem to have lost it.
Catelyn Stark: It is not your sword I want. Give me my daughters back, give me my husband.
Jaime Lannister: I'm lost them too, I'm afraid.
Theon Greyjoy: Kill him Robb, send his head back to his father. He cut down ten of our men.
Robb Stark: He's more use to us alive than dead.
Catelyn Stark: Take him away and put him in irons.
Jaime Lannister: We could end this war right know boy, save thousands of lives. I fight for the Lannisters, you fight for the Starks. Swords, knives, teeth, nails; choose your weapon, and we can end this.
Robb Stark: If we do it your way, Kingslayer, you win. (Jaime grins) We're not doing it your way.
Jon Umber: (leads Jaime away) Come on, pretty boy!
Robb Stark: I sent 2,000 men to their graves today.
Theon Greyjoy: The bards will sing songs of their sacrifice.
Robb Stark: Aye, but the dead will not hear them. [turns to address his army] One victory does not make us conquerers. Did we free my father? Did we free my sisters from the Queen? Did we free the North from those who want us on our knees? This war is far from over.
Aemon Targaryen: The gods were cruel when they saw fit to test my vow. They waited until I was old. What could I do when the ravens brought the news from the South? The ruin of my house. The death of my family. I was helpless, blind, frail, but when I heard they had killed my brother's son, and his poor son, and the children. Even the little children!
Jon Snow: Who are you?
Aemon Targaryen: My father was Maekar, the first of his name. My brother Aegon reigned after him, when I had refused the throne, and he was followed by Aerys whom they called "The Mad King."
Jon Snow: You're Aemon Targaryen.
Aemon Targaryen: I am a Maester of the Citadel, bound in service to Castle Black and the Night's Watch. I will not tell you to stay or go. You must make that choice yourself and live with it the rest of your days, as I have.

[edit] Fire and Blood [1.10]

[Catelyn and Robb Stark have just learned of Ned's death]
Robb Stark: [half sobbing] I'll kill them all. Every one of them. I'll kill them all.
Catelyn Stark: My boy, they have your sisters. We have to get the girls back, and then we will kill them all.
Daenerys Targaryen: [furious] You knew what I was buying, and you knew the price!
Mirri Maz Duur: [unrepentant] It was wrong of them to burn my temple. It angered the Great Shepherd...
Daenerys Targaryen: This is not God's work. My child was innocent!
Mirri Maz Duur: Innocent? He would have been the stallion who mounts the world. Now he will burn no cities, now his Khalasar will trample no nations into dust.
Daenerys Targaryen: I spoke for you. I saved you!
Mirri Maz Duur: [scoffs] Saved me? Three of those riders had already raped me before you "saved" me, girl. I saw my God's house burn. There where I had healed men and women, beyond counting. In the streets, I saw piles of heads. The head of a baker, who bakes my bread. A head of a little boy that I cured of fever just three moons past. So, tell me again exactly what it was that you saved?
Daenerys Targaryen: Your life!
Mirri Maz Duur: Why don't you take a look at your Khal? Then you will see exactly what life is worth, when all the rest has gone.
[The Lannisters are stymied by Robb Stark's recent victories, and Jamie Lannister has been captured]
Tywin Lannister: They have my son.
Tyrion Lannister: The Stark boy appears to be less green than we'd hoped.
Harys Swift: I'm told his wolf killed a dozen men and as many horses!
Addam Marband: Is it true about Stannis and Renly?
Kevan Lannister: Both Baratheon brothers have taken up against us. Jaime captured, his armies scattered...it's a catastrophe. Perhaps we should sue for peace.
Tyrion Lannister: [knocks his glass to the floor, shattering it] There's your peace. Joffrey saw to that when he decided to remove Ned Stark's head. You'll have an easier time drinking out of that cup than you will bringing Robb Stark to the table now. He's winning, in case you hadn't noticed.
Kevan Lannister: I'm told we still have his sisters...
Harys Swift: The first order of business is ransoming Ser Jaime!
Addam Marband: No truces, we can't afford to look weak. We should march on them at once!
Kevan Lannister: First, we must return to Casterly Rock and raise-
[The Lannister lords begin arguing about what to do next]
Tywin Lannister: THEY HAVE MY SON! [All fall silent] Get out, all of you. [to Tyrion] Not you. [Tyrion takes a seat] You were right about Eddard Stark; if he were alive, we could've used him to broker a peace with Winterfell and Riverrun, which would have given us more time to deal with Robert's brothers, but now? Madness, madness and stupidity! [pause] I always thought you were a stunted fool. Perhaps I was wrong.
Tyrion Lannister: Half wrong. I'm new to strategy, but unless we want to be surrounded by three armies, it appears we can't stay here.
Tywin Lannister: No one will stay here. Ser Gregor will head out with five hundred riders and set the riverlands on fire from Gods' Eye to the Red Fork. The rest of us will regroup at Harrenhal, and you will go to King's Landing.
Tyrion Lannister: And do what?!
Tywin Lannister: Rule. You will serve as Hand of the King in my stead; you'll bring that boy-king to heel and his mother too, if needs be. And if you get so much as a whiff of treason from any of the rest- Baelish, Varys, Pycelle-
Tyrion Lannister: Heads, spikes, walls! Why not my uncle? Why not anyone?! Why me?
Tywin Lannister: You're my son.
Jonos Bracken: The proper course is clear; pledge fealty to King Renly and move south to join our forces with his.
Robb Stark: Renly is not the king.
Galbart Glover: You cannot mean to hold to Joffrey, my lord. He put your father to death!
Robb Stark: That doesn't make Renly king. He's Robert's younger brother. Now Bran cannot be Lord of Winterfell before me, Renly cannot be king before Stannis.
Galbart Glover: Do you mean to declare us with Stannis?
Lord Karstark: Renly is not right! [The Stark and Tully bannermen begin to argue]
Greatjon Umber: My lords. MY LORDS! [all fall silent] Here's what I say to these two kings. [spits] Renly Baratheon is nothing to me, nor Stannis neither. Why should they rule over me and mine from some flowery seat in the south? What do they know of the Wall or the Wolfswood? Even their gods are wrong. Why shouldn't we rule ourselves again? It was the dragons we bowed to and now the dragons are dead. [draws his sword and points it to Robb] There sits the only King I mean to bend my knee to. The King in the North!
Lord Karstark: I'll have peace on those terms. They can keep their red castle, and their iron chair too. [kneels] The King in the North.
Theon Greyjoy: Am I your brother, now and always?
Robb Stark: Now and always.
Theon Greyjoy: [kneels] My sword is yours, in victory and defeat, from this day until my last day.
Greatjon Umber: The King in the North!
Stark and Tully bannermen: The King in the North! The King in the North!
Jeor Mormont: (after telling Jon about several disturbing reports from Beyond-The-Wall) Do you think your brother's war is more important than ours?
Jon Snow: No.
Jeor Mormont: When dead men and worse come hunting for us in the night, you think it matters who sits on the Iron Throne?
Jon Snow: No.
Jeor Mormont: Good. Because I want you and your wolf with us when we ride out beyond the Wall tomorrow.
Jon Snow: Beyond the Wall?
Jeor Mormont: I'll not sit meekly by and wait for the snows. I mean to find out what's happening. The Night's Watch will ride in force, against the Wildlings, the White Walkers and whatever else is out there. And we will find Benjen Stark, alive or dead. I will command them myself, so I'll only ask you once, Lord Snow: are you a brother of the Night's Watch, or a bastard boy who wants to play at war?

[edit] Season 2

[edit] The North Remembers [2.01]

[Tyrion arrives at Joffrey's tournament, accompanied by Bronn and a number of hill tribesmen]
Tyrion Lannister: Beloved nephew! We looked for you on the battlefield, but you were nowhere to be found!
Joffrey Baratheon: [caught offguard] I...I've been here, ruling the kingdoms!
Tyrion Lannister: [mocking] And what a fine job you've done! [turns to his niece Myrcella] Look at you, more beautiful than ever! [to his nephew Tommen] And you! You're going to be bigger than the Hound...but much better looking! [indicates the Hound to Bronn] This one doesn't like me.
Bronn: I can't imagine why.
Joffrey Baratheon: We heard you were dead.
Myrcella Baratheon: I'm glad you're not dead.
Tyrion Lannister: Me too, dear. Death is so boring, especially now with so much excitement in the world. [turns to Sansa] My lady, I'm sorry for your loss.
Joffrey Baratheon: [outraged] Her loss?! Her father was a confessed traitor!
Tyrion Lannister: [curtly] But still her father. Surely having so recently lost your own beloved father, you can sympathise!
[Following Tyrion's arrival on the Small Council]
Cersei Lannister: I would like to know how you tricked Father into this!
Tyrion Lannister: If I were capable of tricking Father, I'd be Emperor of the world by now. You brought this on yourself.
Cersei Lannister: I've done nothing!
Tyrion Lannister: Quite right, you did nothing when your son called for Ned Stark's head! Now the entire North has risen up against us!
Cersei Lannister: I tried to stop it!
Tyrion Lannister: Did you? You failed. That bit of theatre will haunt our family for a generation.
Cersei Lannister:[dismissive] Robb Stark is a child.
Tyrion Lannister: Who's won every battle he's fought! Do you understand we're losing the war?!
Cersei Lannister: What do you know about warfare?
Tyrion Lannister: Nothing. But I know people, and I know that our enemies hate each other almost as much as they hate us. [pause]
Cersei Lannister: Joffrey is King.
Tyrion Lannister: Joffrey is King.
Cersei Lannister: You are here to advise him.
Tyrion Lannister: Only here to advise him. And if the King listens to what I say, the King might just get his uncle Jaime back.
Cersei Lannister: How?
Tyrion Lannister: You love your children. It’s your one redeeming quality. That and your cheekbones. The Starks love their children as well, and we have two of them.
Cersei Lannister: One.
Tyrion Lannister: One?!
Cersei Lannister: Arya, that little animal, she disappeared.
Tyrion Lannister: Disappeared? What, in a puff of smoke? We had three Starks to trade. You chopped one’s head off and let another escape. Father would be furious. Must be odd for you, to be the disappointing child.
Osha: You've been having those dreams again.
Bran: I don't dream.
Osha: Everyone dreams.
Bran: I don't. I heard some of the men talking about the comet. They say it's an omen. They say it means Robb will win a great victory in the South.
Osha: Did they? I heard some other fool say it's Lannister red. It means the Lannisters will rule all seven kingdoms before long. I heard the stable boy say it's the color of blood, about the death of your father. Stars don't fall for men. That comet means one thing, boy: dragons.
Daenerys Targaryen: I promised to protect them. I promised them our enemies would die screaming. How do I make starvation scream?
Ser Jorah Mormont: A trick I never learned, I'm afraid.
Melissandre: In the ancient books it's written that a warrior will draw a burning sword from the fire and that sword shall be Lightbringer. Stannis Baratheon, warrior of light, your sword awaits you.
[Stannis and his council are writing a declaration]
Matthos Seaworth: And I declare on the honour of my House that my beloved brother Robert left-
Stannis Baratheon: He wasn't my beloved brother. I didn't love him. He didn't love me.
Davos Seaworth: A harmless courtesy, Your Grace.
Stannis Baratheon: A lie. Take it out.
Matthos Seaworth: That my brother Robert left no trueborn heirs, the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen and the girl Myrcella being born of incest between Cersei Lannister and her brother Jaime Lannnister. By right of birth-
Stannis Baratheon: Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer. Call him what he is.
Matthos Seaworth: And her brother Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim-
Stannnis Baratheon: Make it Ser Jaime Lannister the Kingslayer. Whatever else he is, the man's still a knight.
Matthos Seaworth: Ser Jaime Lannister the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of Westeros. Let all true men declare their loyalty.
Stannis Baratheon: When Eddard Stark learnt the truth, he told only me. I'll not make the same mistake. Send copies of that letter to every corner of the realm, from the Arbor to the Wall. The time has come to choose. Let no man claim ignorance as an excuse.
Davos Seaworth: Your Grace, the Lannisters are the true enemy. If, for the time being you could make peace with your brother-
Stannis Baratheon: I'll not make peace with Renly while he calls himself king.
Davos Seaworth: But many have already declared for him. Mace Tyrell, Randyll Tarly...
Melisandre: Stannis does not need to beg this lord or that lord for support, the Lord of Light stands behind him.
Davos Seaworth: And how many ships has the Lord of Light got in his fleet?
Melisandre: He has no need for ships.
Davos Seaworth: I'm sure he doesn't, but we do if we're going to war. If not Renly Your Grace, join forces with Robb Stark.
Stannis Baratheon: Who'd steal the northern half of my kingdom. I've always served thieves according to their deserts, as you well know Ser Davos. Joffrey, Renly, Robb Stark, they're all thieves. They'll bend the knee or I'll destroy them.
Cersei Lannister: I heard a song once, about a boy of modest means, found his way in the home of a very prominent family. He loved the eldest daughter. Sadly, she had eyes for another.
Petyr Baelish: When boys and girls live in the same home, awkward situations can arise. Sometimes, I've heard, even brothers and sisters develop certain affections. And when those affections become common knowledge, well that is an awkward situation indeed, especially in a prominent family. Prominent families often forget a simple truth I found.
Cersei Lannister: And which truth is that?
Petyr Baelish: Knowledge is power.
Cersei Lannister: Power is power
[Robb Stark visits a captive Jaime Lannister]
Jaime Lannister: I keep expecting you to leave me in one castle or another for safe keeping, but you drag me along from camp to camp. Have you grown fond of me, Stark, is that it? I've never seen you with a girl.
Robb Stark: If I left you with one of my bannermen, your father would know within a fortnight. And my bannerman would receive a raven with a message; "Release my son, you'll be rich beyond your dreams. Refuse, and your House will be destroyed, root and stem".
Jaime Lannister: You don't trust the loyalty of the men following you into battle?
Robb Stark: Oh, I trust them with my life. Just not with yours.
Robb Stark: [speaking to Alton Lannister, a Lannister emissary] I offer your cousins peace, if they meet my terms. First, your family must release my sisters. Second, my father's bones must be returned to us, so that he may rest beside his brother and sister in the crypts beneath Winterfell. And the remains of all those who died in his service must be returned also, that their families can honour them with proper funerals.
Alton Lannister: An honourable request, your Grace.
Robb Stark: Third, Joffrey and the Queen Regent must renounce all claim to dominion of the North. From this time to the end of time, we are a free and independent kingdom.
Northern Lords: The King in the North!
Robb Stark: Neither Joffrey nor any of his men shall set foot in our lands again. If he disregards this command, he shall suffer the same fate as my father...only I won't need a servant to do my beheading for me!
Alton Lannister: [stammering] Your Grace, these are...these are...
Robb Stark: These are my terms! If the Queen Regent and her son meet them, I'll give them peace. If not, I will litter the south with Lannister dead.
Alton Lannister: King Joffrey is a Baratheon, Your Grace.
Robb Stark: Oh, is he?

[edit] The Night Lands [2.02]

Tyrion Lannister: I don't like threats.
Varys: Who threatened you?
Tyrion Lannister: I'm not Ned Stark, I understand the way this game is played.
Varys: Ned Stark was a man of honour-
Tyrion Lannister: And I am not? Threaten me again and I'll have you thrown into the sea!
Varys: You might be disappointed in the results. The storms come and go, the big fish eat the little fish and I keep on paddling.
Tyrion Lannister: [quoting Jeor Mormont] The cold winds are rising, and the dead rise with them.
(One of Daenerys bloodriders has just returned, beheaded)
Ser Jorah Mormont: You have no need to see this.
Daenerys Targaryen: He is blood of my blood. Who did this?
Ser Jorah Mormont: Khal Pono, perhaps. Khal Jhaqo. They don't like the idea of a woman leading a khalasar.
Daenerys Targaryen: They will like it far less when I am done with them.
Tyrion Lannister: Tell me, when your men slaughtered Ned Stark's men in the throne room, did you give the order?
Lord Janos Slynt: I did, and I would again. The man was a traitor, he tried to buy my loyalty!
Tyrion Lannister: The fool...he had no idea you were already bought!
Lord Janos Slynt: [angry] Are you drunk?! I'll not have my honour questioned by an imp!
Tyrion Lannister: I'm not questioning your honour, Lord Janos...I'm denying its existence!
Cersei Lannister: Lord Janos Slynt was Commander of the City Watch. You had no right to exile him-!
Tyrion Lannister: I have every right! I am the King's Hand!
Cersei Lannister: You're serving as the King's Hand until Father gets here. I am the Queen Regent!
Tyrion Lannister: Listen to me, Queen Regent, you're losing the people. Do you hear me?!
Cersei Lannister: [sneers] The people? You think I care?!
Tyrion Lannister: You might find it difficult to rule over millions who want you dead. Half this city will starve when winter comes, the other half will plot to overthrow you...and your gold-plated thugs just gave them their rallying cry; "The Queen slaughters babies!" [Cersei remains silent] You don't even have the decency to deny it! [realises] It wasn't you who gave the order, was it? Joffrey didn't even tell you? [Another uncomfortable pause] Did he tell you? I imagine that would be even worse.
Cersei Lannister: He did what needed to be done! You want to be Hand of the King?! You want to rule?! This is what ruling is; lying on a bed of weeds, ripping them out by the root, one by one, before they strangle you in your sleep!
Tyrion Lannister: I'm no king, but I think there's more to ruling than that.
Cersei Lannister: [furious] I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK! You've never taken it seriously; you haven't, Jaime hasn't. It's all fallen on me.
Tyrion Lannister: As has Jaime repeatedly, according to Stannis Baratheon. [A pause, and then Cersei giggles]
Cersei Lannister: You're funny. You've always been funny...but none of your jokes will ever match the first one, will they? Do you remember, back when you ripped my mother open on your way out of her and she bled to death?
Tyrion Lannister: [angry and hurt] She was my mother too.
Cersei Lannister: Mother gone, for the sake of you. There's no bigger joke in the world than that.

[edit] What Is Dead May Never Die [2.03]

Bran: Every night it's the same: I'm walking, running, but I'm not me. I'm running through the Godswood, sniffing the dirt, tasting blood in my mouth when I've made a fresh kill, howling. Old Nan used to tell me stories about magical people who could live inside stags, birds, wolves.
Maester Luwin: That's exactly what they were, Bran: stories.
Bran: So she was lying? They don't exist?
Maester Luwin: Well, they may have done, but they're gone from the world along with much else. These are dreams, Bran, nothing more.
Bran: No. My dreams are different. Mine are true. I dreampt of my father dying and Rickon had the same dream.
Maester Luwin: What about all the dreams you had that didn't come true? [removes a link from his key chain] This link is made of Valyrian steel. Only one Maester in a hundred wears it on his chain. It signifies that I have studied the higher mysteries, and all who study these mysteries buy their hand at spells. I was not different. I was young and what boy doesn't secretly wish for special powers to lift him out of his dull life into a special one, but in the end, for all of my efforts, I got no more out of it than a thousand boys before me. Come on. [tucks Bran back to bed] Maybe magic once was a mighty force in the world, but not anymore; the dragons are gone, the giants are dead, and the children of the forest forgotten.
[Brienne of Tarth has just bested Loras Tyrell]
Renly Baratheon: Well fought. Approach. You are all your father promised and more my Lady. I've seen Ser Loras bested once or twice, but never quite in that fashion.
Margaery Tyrell: Now, now my love, my brother fought valiantly for you.
Renly Baratheon: That he did, my queen, but there can only be one champion. Brienne of Tarth, you may ask anything of me you desire. If it's within my power, it is yours.
Brienne of Tarth: [kneels] Your Grace, I ask the honor of a place in your Kingsguard. I will be one of your seven, pledge my life to yours and keep you safe from all harm.
Renly Baratheon: Done. Rise, Brienne of the Kingsguard!
Baratheon Soldier: Your Grace, I have the honor to bring you Lady Catelyn Stark, send as an envoy of her son, Robb, Lord of Winterfell.
Catelyn Stark: Lord of Winterfell and King in the North.
Renly Baratheon: Lady Catelyn, I'm pleased to see you. May I present my wife, Margaery of House Tyrell.
Margaery Tyrell: You are very welcome here Lady Stark. I'm so sorry for your loss.
Catelyn Stark: You are most kind.
Renly Baratheon: My Lady, I swear to you I'll see the Lannisters answer for your husband's murder. When I take King's Landing, I will bring you Joffrey's head.
Loras Tyrell: Has your son marched against Tywin Lannister yet?
Catelyn Stark: I do not sit on my son's war councils, and if I did, I would not share his strategies with you.
Loras Tyrell: If Robb Stark wants a pact with us, he should come himself, not hide behind his mother's skirts!
Catelyn Stark: My son is fighting a war, not playing at one!
Renly Baratheon: I have a hundred thousand men at my command, all the might of the Stormlands and the Reach.
Catelyn Stark: And all of them young and bold like your Knight of Flowers. It's a game to you, isn't it? I pity them.
Renly Baratheon: Why?
Catelyn Stark: Because it won't last. Because they are the knights of summer and winter is coming.
Balon Greyjoy: What are our words? [Theon hesitates] Our words?
Theon Greyjoy: "We Do Not Sow"
Balon Greyjoy: "We Do Not Sow". We are Ironborn. We're not subjects, we're not slaves. We do not plow the fields or toil in the mines. We take what is ours. Your time with the wolves has made you weak.
Theon Greyjoy: You act as if I volunteered to go. You gave me away if you remember. The day you bend the knee to Robert Baratheon. After he crushed you. Did you take what was yours then?
Balon Greyjoy: [slaps Theon]
Theon Greyjoy: You gave me away! Your boy! Your last boy! You gave me away like I was some dog you didn't want anymore. And now you curse me because I've come home.
Cersei Lannister: [threatening Tyrion] You think the piece of paper Father gave you keeps you safe?! Ned Stark had a piece of paper too.
Tyrion Lannister: [trying to reason with Cersei] Just how safe do you think Myrcella is if the city falls? Do you want to see her raped?! Butchered like the Targaryen children?! Make no mistake, they'll mount her pretty little head on a spike right next to yours!
Tyrion Lannister: You disappoint me, Grand Maester.
Grand Maester Pycelle: I am your loyal servant.
Tyrion Lannister: So loyal that you told the queen about my plans to send Myrcella to Dorne.
Grand Maester Pycelle: No, never! It's a falsehood, I swear it. It wasn't me. Ah, Varys! It was Varys, the Spider-
Tyrion Lannister: See, I told Varys that I was giving the princess to the Greyjoys. I told Littlefinger that I planned to wed her to Robin Arryn. I told no-one that I was offering her to the Dornish. No-one but you.
Grand Maester Pycelle: The eunuch has spies everywhere-
Tyrion Lannister: [to Timmet] Cut off his manhood and feed it to the goats.
Timmet: [confused] There are no goats, halfman.
Tyrion Lannnister: Well, make do!
Varys: Should I be worried? Janos Slynt, Pycelle...the Small Council grows smaller every day.
Tyrion Lannister: The Council has a reputation for serving past Hands poorly. I don't mean to follow Ned Stark to the grave.
Varys: Power is a curious thing, my lord. Are you fond of riddles?
Tyrion Lannister: Why, am I about to hear one?
Varys: Three great men sit in a room; a king, a priest and a rich man. Between them stands a common sellsword. Each great man bids the sellsword kill the other two. Who lives, who dies?
Tyrion Lannister: Depends on the sellsword.
Varys: Does it? He has neither crown, nor gold, nor the favour of the gods.
Tyrion Lannister: He has a sword, the power of life and death.
Varys: But if it's swordsmen who rule, why do we pretend kings hold all the power? When Ned Stark lost his head, who was truly responsible? Joffrey? The executioner? Or something else?
Tyrion Lannister: I've decided I don't like riddles.
Varys: Power resides where men believe it resides. It's a trick, a shadow on the wall, and a very small man can cast a very large shadow.
Arya: How do you sleep?
Yoren: Same as most men, I think.
Arya: But you've seen things; horrible things.
Yoren: Aye. I've seen some pretty things, though not near so many.
Arya: How do you sleep when -- when you have those things in your head?
Yoren: You didn't see that. I made damn sure!
Arya: I close my eyes and I see them up there. All of them, standing there: Joffrey, the Queen, and my sister.

[edit] Garden of Bones [2.04]

Lord Roose Bolton: [advocating the torture of prisoners] In my family, we say "A naked man has few secrets, a flayed man none."
[Tyrion storms in on Joffrey publicly tormenting Sansa, entering as Joffrey tries to have her stripped naked]
Tyrion Lannister: What is the meaning of this?! What sort of knight beats a helpless girl?!
Meryn Trant: The kind who serves his king, Imp!
Bronn: Careful now, we don't want to get blood all over your pretty white cloak!
Tyrion Lannister: Someone get the girl something to cover herself with. [Sandor Clegane gives Sansa his cloak] She's to be your Queen. Have you no regard for her honour?!
Joffrey Baratheon: I'm punishing her.
Tyrion Lannister: For what crime?! She did not fight her brother's battle, you halfwit!
Joffrey Baratheon: You can't talk to me like that! The king can do as he likes!
Tyrion Lannister: The Mad King did as he liked. Has your uncle Jaime ever told you what happened to him?
Meryn Trant: No one threatens His Grace in the presence of the Kingsguard!
Tyrion Lannister: I'm not threatening the king, ser. I'm educating my nephew. Bronn, the next time Ser Meryn speaks, kill him. That was a threat. See the difference?
[At a parley between Stannis and Renly Baratheon]
Renly Baratheon: Can that truly be you?
Stannis Baratheon: Who else might it be?
Renly Baratheon: When I saw your standard, I couldn't be sure. Whose banner is that?
Stannis Baratheon: My own.
Renly Baratheon: I suppose if we use the same one, the battle will be terribly confusing. Why is your stag on fire?
Melisandre: The king has taken for his sigil the fiery heart of the Lord of Light.
Renly Baratheon: [grins] Ah, you must be this fire priestess we hear so much about. Ah brother, now I understand why you found religion in your old age!
Stannis Baratheon: Watch yourself, Renly!
Renly Baratheon: No, no, I'm relieved. I never really believed you were a fanatic; charmless, rigid, a bore, yes, but not a godly man.
Melisandre: You should kneel before your brother. He is the Lord's Chosen, born amidst salt and smoke.
Renly Baratheon: 'Born amidst salt and smoke'? Is he a ham?
Stannis Baratheon: That's twice I've warned you.
Catelyn Stark: Listen to yourselves! If you were sons of mine, I would knock your heads together and lock you in a bedchamber together until you remember you're brothers.
Stannis Baratheon: It is strange to find you beside my brother, Lady Stark. Your husband was a supporter of my claim; Lord Eddard's integrity cost him his head. And you sit beside this pretender and chastise me?!
Catelyn Stark: We share a common enemy --
Stannis Baratheon: The Iron Throne is mine by right. All those who deny that are my foes.
Renly Baratheon: The whole realm denies it, from Dorne to the Wall. Old men deny it with their death rattles and unborn children deny it in their mothers' wombs. No one wants you for their king. You never wanted any friends, brother, but a man without friends is a man without power.
Stannis Baratheon: For the sake of the mother who bore us, I will give you this one night to reconsider. Strike your banners, come to me before dawn and I will grant you your old seat on the Council. I'll even name you my heir, until a son is born to me. Otherwise I shall destroy you.
Renly Baratheon: [motions to his army] Look across those fields, brother. Can you see all those banners?
Stannis Baratheon: You think a few bolts of cloth will make you king?!
Renly Baratheon: No. The men holding those bolts of cloth will make me king!
Stannis Baratheon: We shall see, Renly. Come the dawn, we shall see! [Stannis and his retinue turn to leave]
Melisandre: Look to your sins, Lord Renly. The night is dark and full of terrors.
Daenerys Targaryen: Where I come from, guests are treated with respect, not insulted at the gates.
Trader of Spices: Then perhaps you should return to where you come from. We wish you well. [walks away]
Daenerys Targaryen: What are you doing? You promised to receive me!
Trader of Spices: We have received you. Here we are, and here you are.
Daenerys Targaryen: If you do not let us in, all of us will die.
Trader of Spices: Which we shall deeply regret, but Qarth did not become the greatest city that ever was or will be by letting Dothraki savages through its gates.
Ser Jorah Mormont: Khaleesi, please be careful.
Daenerys Targaryen: (enraged) Thirteen, when my dragons are grown, we will take back what was stolen from me and destroy those who have wronged me! We will lay waste to armies and burn cities to the ground! Turn us away, and we will burn you first.
[Tywin Lannister has just arrived at Harrenhal]
Tywin Lannister: What's this?
Gregor Clegane: We weren't expecting you till tomorrow, Lord Tywin.
Tywin Lannister: [chuckles] Evidently not. Why are these prisoners not in their cells?
Gregor Clegane: Cells are overflowing, my Lord.
Polliver: This lot won't be here long. Don't need no permanent place. After we interrogate 'em we usually just --
Tywin Lannister: Are we so well-manned that we can afford to discard able young bodies and skilled laborers? [Polliver doesn't answer and Tywin turns to Gendry] You, do you have a trade?
Gendry: Smith, my Lord.
Polliver: [sees Arya staring] What are you looking at? Kneel! Kneel or I'll carve your lungs out, boy.
Tywin Lannister: He'll do no such thing. This one's a girl, you idiot, dressed as a boy. Why?
Arya: Safer to travel, my Lord.
Tywin Lannister: Smart. More than I can say for this lot. Get these prisoners to work. Bring the girl. I need a new cupbearer.
Tyrion Lannister: Your visits are too few, cousin.
Lancel Lannister: Her Grace, the Queen Regent, commands you to release Grand Maester Pycelle. Here's your warrant.
Tyrion Lannister: So it is. Will you take a cup with me? I find that mulled wine helps me sleep.
Lancel Lannister: I am here at Her Grace's behest, not to drink with you, Imp.
Tyrion Lannister: If my sisters was so concerned for Pycelle, I would have thought she'd come herself. Instead she sends you. What I am to make of that?
Lancel Lannister: I don't care what you make of it, so long as you release your prisoner immediately.
Tyrion Lannister: And you received these instructions directly from Cersei?
Lancel Lannister: As I said several times.
Tyrion Lannister: And you've waited this long to deliver the information?
Lancel Lannister: When the Queen Regent gives me a command, I carry it out without delay.
Tyrion Lannister: Cersei must have great trust in you, allowing you into her chamber during the hour of the wolf.
Lancel Lannister: The Queen Regent has a great many responsibilities. She often works from dusk till dawn.
Tyrion Lannister: She must be very glad to have you helping her from dusk till dawn. [walks past Lancel] Ah, lavender oil. She always loved lavender oil, even as a girl.
Lancel Lannister: I am a Knight!
Tyrion Lannister: An anointed Knight, yes. Tell me, did Cersei have you knighted before or after she took you into her bed. [Lancel is dumbstruck] What? Nothing to say? No more warnings for me, Ser?
Lancel Lannister: You will withdraw these filthy accusations-
Tyrion Lannister: Have you ever given any thought to what King Joffrey will have to say when he finds out you have been bedding his mother?
Lancel Lannister: [goes pale] It's not my fault!
Tyrion Lannister: Did she take you against your will? Can you not defend yourself, Knight?
Lancel Lannister: Your own father, Lord Tywin, when I was named the King's squire, he told me to obey her in everything.
Tyrion Lannister: Did he tell you to fuck her, too?
Lancel Lannister: I only meant, I did as I was bid. I --
Tyrion Lannister: Hated every moment of it, is that what you'll have me believe? A high place in court, a knighthood, my sister's legs spreading open for you at night. Oh yes, it must have been terrible. Wait here, His Grace will want to hear this. (Tyrion heads to the door)
Lancel Lannister: (terrified) Mercy! Mercy, my Lord! I beg you.
Tyrion Lannister: Save it for Joffrey; he loves a good grovel!!
Lancel Lannister: My Lord, it was your sister's bidding, the Queen! I'll leave the city at once, I swear.
Tyrion Lannister: No, I think not.
Lancel Lannister: My Lord?
Tyrion Lannister: You heard me. My father told you to obey my sister. Obey her. Stay close to her side. Keep her trust. Pleasure her whenever she requires. No one ever need know as long as you keep faith with me. I want to know what Cersei is doing, where she goes, who she sees, what they talk of, everything and you will tell me.
Lancel Lannister: Yes, my lord, I will. I swear it as you command.
Tyrion Lannister: (lightens up) Oh rise, rise. Let us drink to our understanding. Oh, you don't have a cup. Oh, well. Smile, cousin. My sister is a beautiful woman. And it's all for the good of the realm. Go back and tell her that I beg her forgiveness, that I want no more conflict between us and that henceforth I shall do nothing without her consent.
Lancel Lannister: But, her demands...
Tyrion Lannister: Oh, I'll give her Pycelle.
Lancel Lannister: [surprised] You will?
Tyrion Lannister: Yes, I'll release him in the morning. Cersei can keep him as a pet if she wants, but I will not have him on the council. I could swear that I had not harmed a single hair on his head, but that would not, strictly speaking, be true.

[edit] The Ghost of Harrenhal [2.05]

Stannis Baratheon: What is it?
Davos Seaworth: I'm sorry about your brother, Your Grace. I wanted to let you know people grieve for him.
Stannis Baratheon: Fools love a fool. I grieve for him as well, for the boy he was, not the man he grew to be.
Davos Seaworth: I need to speak to you about what I saw in that cave...
Stannis Baratheon: I made it clear to you there'd be no need to speak of this matter! I've never known you to need to hear a thing twice.
Davos Seaworth: And I've never known you hide from the truth.
Stannis Baratheon: You come to lecture me on truth?!
Davos Seaworth: I've come to tell you what I saw-!
Stannis Baratheon: All my brother's bannermen have come to my side, except the Tyrells, who fled like cowards. They won't be able to resist us now. Soon, I'll be sitting on the Iron Throne.
Davos Seaworth: Nothing is worth what this will cost you, not even the Iron-!
Stannis Baratheon: I'll hear no more about it. [pause]
Davos Seaworth: When do we sail for King's Landing?
Stannis Baratheon: As soon as I've consolidated my troops. We'll make short work of the Lannisters' fleet; once Blackwater Bay is cleared, we'll deliver our troops to their doorstep and take the city.
Davos Seaworth: And will you bring Lady Melisandre with you?
Stannis Baratheon: That's not your concern.
Davos Seaworth: If you take King's Landing with her by your side, the victory will be hers.
Stannis Baratheon: I never thought I'd have reason to doubt your loyalty. Was I wrong?
Davos Seaworth: Loyal service means telling hard truths.
Stannis Baratheon: [snickers] Oh, truth again. Alright, what's the truth? The hard truth.
Davos Seaworth: She's a foreigner, preaching a foreign religion. Some believe she whispers orders in your ear and you obey.
Stannis Baratheon: What do you believe?
Davos Seaworth: You won those bannermen from Renly. Don't lose them to her. [pause]
Stannis Baratheon: We'll set out for King's Landing without Lady Melisandre [Davos nods]. And you'll lead the fleet into Blackwater Bay.
Davos Seaworth: Your Grace, I'm honoured but my time on the sea was spent evading ships, not attacking them. The other lords won't be happy.
Stannis Baratheon: Most of those lords should consider themselves lucky I don't hang them for treason. Hard truths cut both ways, Ser Davos.
Petyr Baelish: Do you want to be a Queen?
Margaery Tyrell: No, I want to be the Queen.
Arya Stark: (On Robb Stark) They call him 'The Young Wolf'. They say he rides into battle on the back of a giant direwolf. They say he can turn into a wolf. They say he cannot be killed.
Tywin Lannister: And do you believe them?
Arya Stark: (Frowning) No, my lord. Anyone can be killed.
Priest: [preaching to a crowd in the street] Corruption! Yes, we are swollen, bloated, foul! Brother fornicates with sister in the bed of kings, and we're surprised when the fruit of their incest is rotten?! Yes, a rotten king!
Tyrion Lannister: It's hard to argue with his assessment.
Bronn: Not after what he did to your birthday present.
Tyrion Lannister: The king is a lost cause. It's the rest of us I'm worried about now.
Priest: A dancing king, prancing down his bloodstained halls to the tune of a twisted demon monkey! [the crowd laughes]
Tyrion Lannister: [smiling] You have to admire his imagination.
Bronn: He's talking about you.
Tyrion Lannister: [his smile fades] What? "Demon monkey"?
Bronn: People think you're pulling the King's strings. They blame you for the city's ills.
Tyrion Lannister: Blame me? I'm trying to save them.
Bronn: You don't need to convince me.
Tyrion Lannister: [deflated] Demon monkey.
Jaqen H’ghar: A man pays his debts. A man owes three.
Arya Stark: Three what?
Jaqen H’ghar: The Red God takes what is his, lovely girl. And only death may pay for life. You saved me and the two I was with. You stole three deaths from the Red God. We have to give them back. Speak three names and the man will do the rest. Three lives I will give you - no more, no less, and we're done.
Arya Stark: I can name anyone and you'll kill him?
Jaqen H’ghar: A man has said.
Arya Stark: The one who tortures everyone.
Jaqen H’ghar: A man needs a name.
Arya Stark: I don't know his name. They call him the Tickler.
Jaqen H’ghar: That is enough.
Daenerys Targaryen: My brother used to say the only thing the Dothraki knew how to do was steal things better men had built.
Jorah Mormont: Not the only thing. They're quite good at killing the better men.
Brienne of Tarth: Once you're safely back amongst your own people, will you give me leave to go, My Lady?
Catelyn Stark: You mean to kill Stannis.
Brienne of Tarth: I swore a vow.
Catelyn Stark: But Stannis has a great army around him. His own guards are sworn to keep him safe.
Brienne of Tarth: I'm as good as any of them. I should never have fled.
Catelyn Stark: Renly's death was no fault of yours. You served him bravely.
Brienne of Tarth: I only held him that once as he was dying.
Catelyn Stark: He's gone, Brienne. You serve nothing and no one by following him into the earth. Renly's enemies are Robb's enemies as well.
Brienne of Tarth: I do not know your son, My Lady, but I could serve you if you would have me. You have courage. Not battle courage perhaps, but, I don't know, a woman's kind of courage. And I think that when the time comes, you will not hold me back. Promise me that you will not hold me back from Stannis.
Catelyn Stark: When the time comes, I will not hold you back.
Brienne of Tarth: [offers her sword to Catelyn] Then I am yours, My Lady. I will shield your back and will give my life for yours if it comes to that. I swear it by the Old Gods and the New.
Catelyn Stark: [takes Brienne's hand] I vow that you shall always have a place in my home and at my table, and that I shall ask no service of you that might bring you dishonor. I swear it by the Old Gods and the New.

[edit] The Old Gods and the New [2.06]

Tywin Lannister: [on the rumours of Renly Baratheon's death] Men love to blame demons when their grand plans unravel.
[Sandor Clegane seizes Joffrey and drags him to safety from the mob]
Joffrey Baratheon: What are you doing?! I want these people executed!
Sandor Clegane: And they want the same for you.
[After barely escaping a angry mob]
Joffrey Baratheon: Traitors! I'll have all their heads!
Tyrion Lannister: Oh, you blind, bloody fool!
Joffrey Baratheon: You can't insult me!
Tyrion Lannister: We've had vicious kings and we've had idiot kings, but I don't know if we've ever been cursed with a vicious idiot for a king!
Joffrey Baratheon: You can't-
Tyrion Lannister: I can, I am!
Joffrey Baratheon: They attacked me!
Tyrion Lannister: They threw a cow pie at you, so you decided to kill them all?! They're starving, you fool! All because of the war you started!
Joffrey Baratheon: You're talking to a king!
Tyrion Lannister: [slaps Joffrey] And now I've struck a king! Did my hand fall from my wrist? [to Meryn Trant] Where is the Stark girl?
Joffrey Baratheon: Let them have her!
Tyrion Lannister: If she dies, you'll never get your uncle Jaime back! You owe him quite a bit, you know.
Daenerys Targaryen: I am Daenerys Stormborn, of the blood of Old Valyria and I will take what is mine, with fire and blood!
Daenerys Targaryen: [regarding her efforts to acquire support for her campaign to retake Westeros] The Spice King refuses me because I am a bad investment, the Silk King won't support me because of his business with the Lannisters-why offend his biggest customers?- and the Copper King offers me a single ship, on the condition I lie with him for a night. Does he believe I will whore myself for a boat?!
[Robb Stark learns that Theon Greyjoy has betrayed him and seized Winterfell]
Robb Stark: This cannot be true.
Lord Roose Bolton: We've had ravens from White Harbour, Barrowtown and the Dreadfort, my lord. I'm afraid it is true.
Robb Stark: Why? Why would Theon-?
Roose Bolton: Because the Greyjoys are treasonous whores.
Robb Stark: My brothers?
Roose Bolton: We've heard nothing of them...but Rodrik Cassell is dead.
Catelyn Stark: [angry] I told you,never trust a Greyjoy!
Robb Stark: I must go north at once.
Roose Bolton: There's still a war to win, Your Grace-!
Robb Stark: How can I call myself 'King' if I can't hold my own castle?! How can I ask men to follow me if-?!
Roose Bolton: You are a king! And that means you don't have to do everything yourself.
Catelyn Stark: Let me go and talk to Theon-
Robb Stark: There will be no talk, he will die for this!
Roose Bolton: Theon holds the castle with a skeleton crew. Let me send word to my bastard son at the Dreadfort; he can raise a few hundred men and retake Winterfell before the new moon. We have the Lannisters on the run; if you march all the way back north now, you lose what you gained. My boy would be honoured to bring you Prince Theon's head.
Robb Stark: Tell your son Bran and Rickon's safety is paramount. And Theon...I want him brought to me alive. I want to look him in the eye and ask him 'Why?'...and then I will take his head myself!

[edit] A Man Without Honor [2.07]

Ygritte: You know nothing, Jon Snow.
Ser Jorah Mormont: I shouldn't have left you alone with these people.
Daenerys Targaryen: These people?
Ser Jorah Mormont: They are not to be trusted.
Daenerys Targaryen: Who is to be trusted? Who are my people? The Targaryens? I only knew one: my brother, and he would have let a thousand men rape me if it would have gotten him the crown. The Dothraki? Most of them turned on me the day that Khal Drogo fell from his horse.
Ser Jorah Mormont: Your people are in Westeros.
Daenerys Targaryen: The people in Westeros don't know I'm alive!
Ser Jorah Mormont: They will soon enough.
Daenerys Targaryen: And then what? They'll pray for my return? They'll wave dragon banners and shout my name? That's what my brother believed and he's a fool.
Ser Jorah Mormont: You are not your brother. Trust me, Khaleesi.
Daenerys Targaryen: There it is: trust me. And it's you I should trust, Ser Jorah? Only you? I don't need trust any longer. I don't want it and I don't have room for it.
Ser Jorah Mormont: You are too young to be so --
Daenerys Targaryen: And you are too familiar!
Ser Jorah Mormont: Forgive me, Khaleesi. No one can survive in this world without help. No one. Let me help you, please. Tell me how.
Daenerys Targaryen: Find my dragons.
Pyat Pree: [to The Thirteen] The Mother of Dragons will be with her babies. She will give them her love and they will thrive by her side. Forever. [The Thirteen have their throats cut by multiple Prees] A mother should be with her children. Where will you run to Daenerys Stormborn? Your dragons wait for you in the House of the Undying. Come see them.
Tyrion Lannister: It's just you, me and Joffrey, the "Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm".
Cersei Lannister: I'm sure you'll make a point eventually.
Tyrion Lannister: He needs to start acting like a king! This war you started is coming to our doorstep and if the entire city wants Joffrey dead...
Cersei Lannister: I'm not the one giving the boy whores to abuse!
Tyrion Lannister: I thought the girls might help him.
Cersei Lannister: Did you?!
Tyrion Lannister: I was wrong! If we can't control him --
Cersei Lannister: Do you think I haven't tried?! He doesn't listen to me!
Tyrion Lannister:[nodding] It's hard to put a leash on a dog once you've put a crown on its head.
Cersei Lannister: I always hoped he'd be like Jaime. He looks like him, in a certain light.
Tyrion Lannister: The boy's more Robert than Jaime.
Cersei Lannister: Robert was a drunken fool, but he didn't enjoy cruelty. Sometimes, I wonder --
Tyrion Lannister: What?
Cersei Lannister: If this is the price for what we've done. For our sins.
Tyrion Lannister: Sins? The Targaryens --
Cersei Lannister: Wed brother and sister for hundreds of years, I know. It's what Jaime and I would say to each other in our moments of doubt. It's what I told Ned Stark when he was stupid enough to confront me. Half the Targaryens went mad, didn't they? What's the saying? "Every time a Targaryen is born, the gods flip a coin."
Tyrion Lannister: You've beaten the odds. Tommen and Myrcella are good, decent children, both of them.
Jaime Lannister: Come to say goodbye, Lady Stark? I believe it's my last night in this world. [looks at Brienne] Is that a woman?
Catelyn Stark: Do you hear them out there? They want your head.
Jaime Lannister: Well, old Lord Karstark doesn't seem to like me.
Catelyn Stark: You strangled his son with your chains.
Jaime Lannister: Oh, oh. Was he the one on guard duty. He was in my way. Any knight would have done the same.
Catelyn Stark: You are no knight. You have forsaken every vow you ever took.
Jaime Lannister: So many vows. They make you swear and swear. Defend the King, obey the King, obey your father, protect the innocent, defend the weak. But what if your father despises the King? What if the King massacres the innocent? It's too much. No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or another. [indicating Brienne] Where did you find this beast?
Catelyn Stark: She is a truer knight than you will ever be, Kingslayer.
Jaime Lannister: Kingslayer. What a king he was. Here's to Aerys Targaryen, the second of his name, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm, and to the sword I shoved in his back.
Catelyn Stark: You are a man without honor.
Jaime Lannister: Do you know I've never been with any woman but Cersei? So in my own way, I have more honor than poor old dead Ned. What was the name of the bastard he fathered?
Catelyn Stark: Brienne.
Jaime Lannister: No, that wasn't it. Snow, a bastard from the North. Now when- when good old Ned came home with some whore's baby, did you pretend to love it? No. You're not very good at pretending. You're an honest woman. You hated that boy, didn't you? How could you not hate him? The walking, talking reminder that the honorable Lord Eddard Stark fucked another woman.
Catelyn Stark: [to Brienne] Your sword.

[edit] The Prince of Winterfell [2.08]

Theon Greyjoy: You should be proud of your brother's achievement. I took the great castle of Winterfell with 20 men.
Yara Greyjoy: You're a great warrior. I saw the bodies above your gates. Which one gave you the tougher fight, the cripple or the six-year-old?
Theon Greyjoy: I treated the Stark boys with honor and they repaid me with treachery.
Yara Greyjoy: You treated them with honor by butchering them?
Theon Greyjoy: Before I had to kill them, I treated them-
Yara Greyjoy: You seized their home, as is your right. We're Ironborn; We take what we need.
Theon Greyjoy: Exactly.
Yara Greyjoy: Then you made them prisoners in their home and they ran away. Is that treachery? I'd call it bravery.
Theon Greyjoy: They made me a promise-
Yara Greyjoy: Your little boy prisoners made you a promise and you got mad when they broke it? Are you the dumbest cunt alive?
Theon Greyjoy: Don't call me a-
Yara Greyjoy: A cunt. A dumb cunt who killed the only two Starks in Winterfell. You know how valuable those boys were?
Theon Greyjoy: If I hadn't killed them, the Northerners would think me weak.
Yara Greyjoy: You are weak. And you're stupid.
[After Jaqen has stated he cannot kill Tywin Lannister in time]
Arya Stark: You promised you'd help me.
Jaqen H'ghar: Help was not promised, lovely girl. Only death. There must be others. Give a name, any name.
Arya Stark: And you'll kill them? Anybody?
Jaqen H'ghar: By the Seven New Gods and the Old Gods beyond counting, I swear it.
Arya Stark: Alright. Jaqen H'ghar.
Jaqen H'ghar: A girl gives a man his own name?
Arya Stark: That's right.
Jaqen H'ghar: Gods are not mocked. This is no joking thing.
Arya Stark: I'm not joking. A man can go kill himself.
Jaqen H'ghar: Un-name me.
Arya Stark: No.
Jaqen H'ghar: Please?
Arya Stark: I'll unname you.
Jaqen H'ghar: Thank you.
Arya Stark: If you help me and my friends escape.
Jaqen H'ghar: This would require more than one life. This is not part of our bargain.
Arya Stark: Fine, Jaqen H'ghar.
Jaqen H'ghar: A girl lacks honor. [Arya shrugs] If I do this thing, a girl must obey.
Arya Stark: A girl will obey.
Jaqen H'ghar: A girl and her friends will walk through the gate at midnight.
Cersei Lannister: [quiet and angry] Do you think I'm an idiot?!
Tyrion Lannister: I'd say you possess above average intelligence...
Cersei Lannister: You shipped off my only daughter. Now you want to send my eldest son to the battlefield to die.
Tyrion Lannister: He'll have his Kingsguard protecting him, he has the finest armour gold can buy; he needs to be out there. The men will fight more fiercely seeing their King fighting beside them, instead of hiding behind his mother's skirts.
Cersei Lannister: Do you know why Varys is so dangerous?
Tyrion Lannister: Because he has thousands of spies in his employ? Because he knows everything we do before we do it?
Cersei Lannister: Because he doesn't have a cock.
Tyrion Lannister: Neither do you.
Cersei Lannister: Perhaps I'm dangerous, too. You, on the other hand, are as big a fool as every other man. That little worm between your legs does half your thinking for you.
Tyrion Lannister: It's not that little. [Cersei laughes humourlessly] Why are you laughing?
Cersei Lannister: Because I'm happy!
Tyrion Lannister: [suspicious] And why are you happy?
Cersei Lannister: Because I have your little whore.
Tyrion Lannister: [disconcerted, then sarcastic] I thought you preferred blondes.
Cersei Lannister: Such a droll little fellow. Tell me, have you married this one yet? No? Good, Father will be so pleased!
Tyrion Lannister: Why do you care who I fuck?
Cersei Lannister: Because a Lannister always pays her debts. You stole my daughter, you plot to have Joffrey killed-
Tyrion Lannister: This is madness. Stannis will be here in days, you need me.
Cersei Lannister: For what?! Your skill in battle?! Pretty thing, your whore. Lovely body; the bruises will heal in time...
Tyrion Lannister: Where did you find her?
Cersei Lannister: Varys isn't the only one who hears whispers. Really, a Lannister lion necklace? You need to hide your secret whores more carefully.
Tyrion Lannister: You've forgotten the most important thing about whores...
Cersei Lannister: Oh? Well, you're the expert, tell me.
Tyrion Lannister: You don't buy them, you only rent them.
Cersei Lannister: You're usually a better liar, baby brother. This one you like. You like her very much...[mocking] Could it be love? Don't worry, she'll be treated gently enough...unless Joffrey is hurt, and then every wound he suffers, she'll suffer too. And if he does, there isn't a man alive who could advise a more painful death for your little cunt.
Tyrion Lannister: [struggling to hold back his anger] And how do I know you haven't killed her already?
Cersei Lannister: You'd like to see her? I thought you might. [to the guard] Ser Mandon, bring in my brother's whore. [Two Kingsguard knights drag in a beaten Ros]
Tyrion Lannister: to Ros] I'm sorry they hurt you. You must be brave. I promise, I will free you.
Ros: Don't forget me.
Tyrion Lannister: Never. [the knights drag her out. Tyrion turns to face a grinning Cersei] I will hurt you for this. A day will come when you think you are safe and happy and your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth...and you will know the debt is paid. [Cersei's grin falters]
Stannis Baratheon: I admire you, Ser Davos.
Davos Seaworth: I thank you, Your Grace. Pleased to hear it.
Stannis Baratheon: Some highborn fools call you 'Onion Knight' and think they insult you. So you take the onion for your sigil, sew it on your coat, fly the onion flag.
Davos Seaworth: My son wishes me to change it. Three merman with tridents, something like that. I understand why the older families look down at me.
Stannis Baratheon: Do you? Why?
Davos Seaworth: My father was a crabber.
Stannis Baratheon: And?
Davos Seaworth: Well, sons of Lords don't like to break bread with sons of crabbers. Our hands stink.
Stannis Baratheon: And where were those Lords when Storm's End starved?
Davos Seaworth: Many fought bravely for your brother. Many fought for the Mad King.
Stannis Baratheon: You defend these men who insult you behind your back.
Davos Seaworth: Some are happy to do it to my face.
Stannis Baratheon: We were forgotten. Robert and Ned Stark - they were the heroes, the glorious rebels marching from battle to battle, liberating towns from the yoke of the Mad King, while I held Storm's End with 500 men.
Davos Seaworth: No one has forgotten, Your Grace.
Stannis Baratheon: No? Robert did. He gave Storm's End to Renly after the war. Renly never fought a day in his live.
Davos Seaworth: He was only a boy.
Stannis Baratheon: Then why give him Storm's End? [pause] First we ate the horses. We weren't riding anyway, not with the castle surrounded. We couldn't feed them, so fine, the horses. Then the cats. Never liked cats. So fine. I do like dogs. Good animals. Loyal. But we ate them. Then the rats. The night before you slipped through, I thought my wife was dying. She couldn't speak anymore, she was so frail. And then you made it through the lines. Slipped right through in your little black sailboat with your onions.
Davos Seaworth: And potatoes. Some salted beef, I believe.
Stannis Baratheon: Every man in Storm's End wanted to kiss you that night.
Davos Seaworth: I was relieved they did not.
Stannis Baratheon: Robert told me to hold Storm's End, so I held it. Then he told me he was giving it to Renly, so I gave it up. Insult or no, I gave it up because Robert was my older brother and he was the king and I've always done my duty. But now I'm the rightful king by every law of Westeros. And when I'll sit the Iron Throne, you'll be my Hand.
Davos Seaworth: Your Grace... [kneels] I pray I serve you well.
Stannis Baratheon: I expect you'll be the first crabber's son to wear the badge.
Joffrey Baratheon: You're the Master of Whisperers. You're supposed to know everything.
Varys: No man can be in all rooms at all times. I have many little birds in the North, My Lord, but I haven't heard their songs since Theon Greyojoy captured Winterfell.
Joffrey Baratheon: The Stark forces are distracted. Now is the time to strike.
Tyrion Lannister: To strike? My dear nephew, you do see these men preparing the walls for siege? You do understand Stannis Baratheon sails this way?
Joffrey Baratheon: If my uncle Stannis lands on the shores of King's Landing, I'll ride out to greet him.
Tyrion Lannister: A brave choice, Your Grace. I'm sure your men will line up behind you.
Joffrey Baratheon: They say Stannis never smiles. [unsheats his dagger] I'll give him a red smile, from ear to ear.
[Joffrey walks away]
Tyrion Lannister: Imagine Stannis's terror.
Varys: [deadpan] I am trying.
Ser Jorah Mormont: Careful, Khaleesi. Xaro owns this city and the warlocks have a thousand eyes watching for you. I found one. A ship with a good captain. She leaves for Astapor tomorrow.
Daenerys Targaryen: Astapor?
Ser Jorah Mormont: We cannot stay here.
Daenerys Targaryen: They have my dragons! A mother does not flee without her children.
Ser Jorah Mormont: They're not your children. I know they call you the Mother of Dragons, and I know you love them, but you did not grow them in your womb. They did not suckle at your breast. They are dragons, Khaleesi, and if we stay in Qarth we'll die.
Daenerys Targaryen: You should sail to Astapor. I'm sure you'll be safe there. [turns and walks away]
Ser Jorah Mormont: You know I would die for you. I will never abandon you. I'm sworn to protect you. To serve.
Daenerys Targaryen: Then serve me! If my dragons are in the House of the Undying, then take me there.
Ser Jorah Mormont: That's what the warlock wants. He told you so himself! If you enter that place you will never leave again. His magic is strong.
Daenerys Targaryen: And what of my magic? You saw me step into the fire. You watched the witch burn, and what did the flames do to me? Do you remember?
Ser Jorah Mormont: Until my last breath I will remember. After I have forgotten my mother's face.
Daenerys Targaryen: [strokes Jorah's face] They are my children, and they are the only children I will ever have. Take me to them.

[edit] Blackwater [2.09]

Tyrion Lannister: [rallying his troops] Those are brave men knocking at our door. Let's go kill them!
Tyrion Lannister: If the city falls, Stannis will burn every Lannister he can find.

[edit] Valar Morghulis [2.10]

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