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00:50:42
Emilia Clarke, Peter Dinklage, Kit Harington, Iain Glen
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- I'm punishing her. - For what crimes?
and lock you in a bedchamber until you remembered
The King has taken for his sigil
A high place in court, a knighthood,
And it's four less fingernail to clean.
I am here at Her Grace's behest,
And you sit beside this pretender and chastise me.
I trust you've not forgotten your smuggler's tricks.
Which of the villager aided them?
You will withdraw these filthy accusation.
If the bull had fang and claws, I would.
Your own father, Lord Tywin, when I was named the King's squire,
Old men deny it with their death rattle
Or simply prefers solitude?
able young bodies and skilled laborer?
All those that deny that are my foe.
Ser Lancel, tell her of this outrage.
I am not a liar.
and while that sadden me greatly,
An anoint knight, yes.
After we interrogate 'em, we usually just...
The King snore, perhaps?
They get spook by their own shadows.
You think dipping his wick will cure what ail him?
- You betray Ned. - Betrayed?
I find that mull wine helps me sleep.
before they shove one in his hands a few months ago.
not insult at the gates.
My father outlaw flaying in the North.
I apologize for my nephew's behavior.
You know that. I beg you--
But my mother insist on keeping you alive.
No one threaten His Grace in the presence of the Kingsguard.
I swear you pissed yourself.
What kind of fire melt stone?
Cells are overflow, My Lord.
and that henceforth
What am I bringing ashore?
Evidently not.
the battle would be terribly confusing.
I've been unlucky in my affections, sadly.
We've nowhere to keep all these prisoners.
Barely enough food to feed our own.
but that would not, strictly speaking, be true.
Twice I walked in on officers in stages of undress.
- Can that truly be you? - Who else might it be?
so long as you release your prisoner immediately.
The King snores, perhaps?
Otherwise I shall destroy you.
Instead she sends you.
You seem quite interested in our marriage.
Look inside, Your Grace.
Well, we'll learn soon enough.
She often works from dusk till dawn.
Charmless, rigid, a bore, yes,
The horses seem a little spooked to you?
is unbecoming of the greatest city
you may find yourself facing a protracted siege or...
Using some vile sorcery,
and unborn children deny it in their mother's wombs.
What kind of knight beats a helpless girl?
You've carried more unpleasant cargo in your time.
Some of my more skeptical friends
Charmless, rigid, a bore, yes,
it's a rotten onion.
we're going to have to speak loud.
Careful, now. We don't want
That is sad.
But my mother insists on keeping you alive.
The Mad King did as he liked.
And the bright the flame, the darker they are.
I'd say my parts are mixed, My Lady--