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01:00:59
Emilia Clarke, Peter Dinklage, Kit Harington, Iain Glen
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The White Walkers march on Eastwatch. Tyrion takes a gamble. Arya snoops around Winterfell.
The ravenry was falling apart the last time I checked.
This is the coin the slaver gave me
the charlatan who claimed descent from the children of the forest.
We can all become slavering, murderous imbecile in thrall to evil incarnate
or with the fallen savages and eunuch?
I was only a purveyor of information.
We can all become slavering, murderous imbeciles in thrall to evil incarnate
But before he gets his breeches up,
What does "annulment" mean?
One bucket of this triples a brothel's earnings for the week.
She's just won a great victory. Why would she want a truce now?
Qyburn's scorpion fired bolts bigger than you.
murder you, and orphan your children.
"It's better to be a coward for a minute,
Begging your pardon, Your Grace.
Where'd you get that scar?
Breaker of Chains, and Mother of Dragons,
He doesn't need to be thinking about harboring the bastard of a dead king.
the true ruler of the Seven Kingdoms?
He even recorded his own bowel movements.
I looked in shops, tavern, brothels.
We was looking for a dwarf with a scar like that a while back.
the charlatan who claimed descent from the children of the forest.
and annulments and bowel movements for all eternity,
I sit on her father's throne,
- Fermented crab. - What?
a smith who's come to pay his respects
his lady of the hour pops a tiny spoon of that into his mouth.
the father you betray and murdered.
- After all this time, it still amaze me that you-- - It was Olenna.
who promised that the Drowned God would rise up and destroy Aegon the Conqueror.
Your Grace, nothing scrub bold notions from a man's head
Abandoned the family home, completely unsentimental.
Till I get what I'm owe,
Sandhu: Eh, the North has dull many good maesters' wits.
to search every word of every fade scroll
I'm warn you, I'm not a fighter.
survive for years beyond the Wall when no one else could.
If you advise all the lords to send their men north
All rulers demand that people bend the knee.
and destroy House Tyrell for all time.
It was suppose to last us the rest of our lives.
You returned the favor, as I recall.
Her dragon burn a thousand wagons.
I hardly recognize you.
probably sitting on some dusty shelf somewhere, completely ignore.
murder you, and orphan your children.
I promise you we will get to the truth of it one way or another.
What if we prove her wrong?
It's a seal scroll for the King in the North.
ARYA STARK: This suit you, Lady Stark.
When their hair caught fire
If she decide to use them, to really use them...
Offend them and Jon lose his army.
I grew up on stories about them.
happen in this city without me knowing?
The Wall has kept them out for thousands of years, presumably.
Somehow, a crippled boy
It's when a man sets aside his lawful wife.
probably sitting on some dusty shelf somewhere, completely ignored.
So it appears your allegiances are somewhat flexible.
Twice over.
and the Wall hasn't been properly manned in centuries.
Perhaps he could take the Black, Your Grace.
Sometimes strength is terrible.
- Hmm. - I'll be staying behind.
Step forward, my lord.
Nobody glowers quite like you.
especially when winter comes.
until recently, though, was she?
As soon as I march away, she marches in.
Situation's complicated enough already.
Five minutes later, he's back in the race.
to lure southern armies away from the lands they are currently defending
until recently, though, was she?
Sandhu: That does seem far more likely
Together, we will leave the world a better place than we found it.
Whatever else he is, he is a true soldier.
I led him through the Wall years ago.
They'll beat any army I've ever seen.
If I don't return, at least you won't have to deal
I once told Bronn
You always liked nice things.
Nothing fucks you hard than time.
We can all become slavering, murderous imbeciles in thrall to evil incarnate
A little timid, but a sharp mind.
We can all become slavering, murderous imbeciles in thrall to evil incarnate
or how terrifying to everyone else,
It's when a man sets aside his lawful wife.
Bastard son.
He'd be invaluable at the Wall.
Now, I'm sure cutting off heads is very satisfying,
Anything you bring back will be useless
I sense a more detailed proposal is forthcoming?
- You're a lot lean. - And you're a lot shorter.
Gorgeous beasts.
He knew I was innocent.
All I've ever done is live to a ripe old age.
He's ready to go back to his loving family.
And this news could be authentic.
- You're fucked. - Don't you mean we're fucked?
A stupid boy.
Is he the one whose father and brother were just burnt alive?
Well, he's not making it easy. The Northern lords are proud.
Your Grace, nothing scrubs bold notions from a man's head
So it appears your allegiances are somewhat flexible.
made up by wet nurses to frighten children.
could be in our immediate interest.
A little timid, but a sharp mind.
We can all become slavering, murderous imbeciles in thrall to evil incarnate
Safety is never a permanent state of affairs.
in a secret ceremony in Dorne.