Game of Thrones, Season 2

[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.