Game of Thrones , Season 2

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.

[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:
[pause] 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. [smugly] Father would be furious. Must be odd for you, to be the disappointing child.

[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-

Stannis 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.

[Davos tries to convince the pirate Salladhor Saan to join Stannis' cause]

Davos Seaworth:
Come with me and plunder the greatest city in Westeros. You'll be the richest man in Lys and the most famous. They'll be singing songs about you as long as men have voices to sing.

Salladhor Saan:
Sallador Saan is a good name for songs.

Davos Seaworth:
It is.

Sallador Saan:
One thing; I want the Queen.

Davos Seaworth:
The Queen?

Salladhor Saan:
Cersei. I want her. I'll sail with your fleet, all 30 of my ships, and if we don't drown at the bottom of Blackwater Bay, I'll f*** this blond queen and I'll f*** her well.

Mathos Seaworth:
This war isn't about you. We're not attacking King's Landing so that you can rape the Queen!

Salladhor Saan:
I'm not going to rape her, I'm going to f*** her.

Mathos Seaworth:
As if she would just let you.

Salladhor Saan:
You don't know how persuasive I am. I never tried to f*** you.

Matthos Seaworth:
Stannis is the rightful King and the Lord of Light.

Salladhor Saan:
I've been all over the world, my boy, and everywhere I go people tell me about the true god. They all think they found the right one. The one´╗┐ true God is what's between a woman's legs, and better yet a Queen's legs. [to Davos] I never thought you'd have a true believer for a son.

Davos Seaworth:
Ah, he's young yet. I promise you the gold. I promise you the glory. I cannot promise you the Queen.

Salladhor Saan:
You believe your king can win?

Davos Seaworth:
He is the one, true king.

Salladhor Saan:
You Westerosi are funny people. A man chops off your fingers and you fall in love with him. I'll sail with you, Davos Seaworth. You're the most honest smuggler I ever met. Make me rich.

Davos Seaworth:
Get me to the gates of King's Landing and I will.

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.

(Tyrion, Bronn and Timmet barge into Pycelle's chambers)

Grand Maestar Pycelle:
What is the meaning of this?! [Bronn drags Pycelle to his feet] No! No, please!

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. (smiles) 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:
[exasperated] Well, make do! [To Pycelle] How long have you been spying for my sister?

Grand Maester Pycelle:
All I did, I did for House Lannister. Always. Your lord father, ask him. I've always been his servant, since the days of the Mad King.

Tyrion Lannister:
[shakes his head] I don't like his beard...

Grand Maester Pycelle:
What? [Bronn grabs Pycelle's beard] No! [Bronn cuts off the beard] AH.

Tyrion Lannister:
How many Hands have you betrayed, Pycelle? Eddard Stark, Jon Arryn...

Grand Maester Pycelle:
Lord Arryn! He knew, he knew the truth about the Queen and he planned to act, to tell King Robert-

Tyrion Lannister:
So you poisoned him?

Grand Maester Pycelle:
[outraged] No! Never!

Tyrion Lannister:
But you let him die! Made sure he succumbed!

Grand Maester Pycelle:
[desperate] Lannister, I've always served Lannister...!

Tyrion Lannister:
[disgusted] Get him out of my sight! Throw him in one of the black cells! [Bronn and Timett drag a protesting Pycelle out]

[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.

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 f*** 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:
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.

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:
[snorts] 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.

Tywin Lannister:
We've underestimated the Stark boy for too long. He has a good head for warfare, his men worship him- and as long as he keeps winning battles, they'll keep believing he is King in the North! (stares angrily at his generals) You've been waiting for him to fail; he is not going to fail. Not without our help. (Arya listens from across the room) So how do we stop him?

Reginald Lannister:
We've worked through the night, my Lord. Perhaps we'd profit from some sleep.

Tywin Lannister:
(coldly, contemptuously) Yes, I think you would, Reginald. And, because you're my cousin, I might even let you wake form that sleep! (the other lords look away nervously) Go! I'm sure your wife must miss you.

Reginald Lannister:
(confused) My wife's in Lannisport.

Tywin Lannister:
Well, then you'd better start riding. (pause) Go, before I change my mind and send her your head! (Reginald gets up) If your name wasn't Lannister, you'd be scrubbing out pots in the cook's tent. Go! (Reginald leaves; Arya brings a flagon to the table) Not wine, water- we'll be here for some time. (Arya nods and starts to walk away, Tywin watches her) Girl... where are you from?

Arya Stark:
(turns around) Maidenpool, My Lord.

Tywin Lannister:
And who are the Lords of Maidenpool? Remind me.

Arya Stark:
House Mooton, my Lord.

Tywin Lannister:
And what is their sigil? (pause, Arya glances away, unable to remember) A red salmon. I think a Maidenpool girl would remember that. (Arya looks down) You're a Northerner, aren't you? (Arya nods) Good. One more time, where are you from?

Arya Stark:
(confidently) Barrowton, my Lord. House Dustin. Two crossed longaxes beneath a black crown.

Tywin Lannister:
(nods) And what do they say of Robb Stark in the North?

Arya Stark:
[On Robb Stark] They call him 'The Young Wolf'.

Tywin Lannister:
And...?

Arya Stark:
They say he rides into battle on the back of a giant direwolf. They say he can turn into a wolf himself when he wants. (pause) They say he can't be killed.

Tywin Lannister:
(smiles) And do you believe them?

Arya Stark:
[Frowning] No, my lord. (pause) Anyone can be killed. (she and Tywin both stare at one another)

Tywin Lannister:
Fetch that water.

Spice King:
Look what a beauty you are now that the Red Waste has been washed of you. I am sorry about all that unpleasantness. The silver hair of a true Targaryen. Xaro Xhoan Doxas, she is far to lovely for a glorified dock worker like yourself.

Xaro Xhoan Doxas:
Very true, and yet they say that your grandfather sold pepper on the back of a wagon, married a lady far lovelier and higher-born than himself.

Spice King:
Every lady alive was lovelier and higher-born than my grandfather. [Daenaerys cleares her throat] Did my servants not offer you anything to eat? To drink? I shall have them flogged in the square-

Daenerys Targaryen:
Thank you my lord, you are a gracious host, but there is no servant alive that can bring me what I want.

Spice King:
Ah, she has a talent for drama this one. So my little princess, what is it you want?

Daenerys Targaryen:
My birthright; the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros.

Spice King:
I fear I'm no better than a servant in this regard; I cannot give you what I do not have

Daenerys Targaryen:
I'm not asking you for the Kingdoms. I'm asking you for ships. I need to cross the Narrow Sea

Spice King:
I need my ships as well. I use them, you see, to bring spices from one port to another-

Daenerys Targaryen:
Whatever you grant me now will be repaid three times over when I retake the Iron Throne.

Spice King:
Retake? Did you once sit on the Iron Throne?

Daenerys Targaryen:
My father sat there before he was murdered.

Spice King:
If you did not sit on it yourself, would it not be correcter to say 'take' the Iron Throne?

Daenerys Targaryen:
I did not come here to argue grammar.

Spice King:
Of course not. You came to take my ships. So let me explain my position little princess. Unlike you, I do not have exulted ancestors. I make my living by trade and I judge every trade on its merits. You ask for ships. You say I will be repaid triple. I do not doubt your honesty or intentions, but before you repay your debts your must seize the Seven Kingdoms. Do you have an army?

Daenerys Targaryen:
Not yet.

Spice King:
You do not have an army. Do you have powerful allies in Westeros?

Daenerys Targaryen:
There are many there who support my claim.

Spice King:
When were you there last?

Daenerys Targaryen:
I left when I was a baby.

Spice King:
So in truth you have no allies.

Daenerys Targaryen:
The people will rise to fight for their rightful Queen when I return.

Spice King:
Ah. Forgive me little princess, but I cannot make an investment based on wishes and dreams!

Tywin Lannister:
(sniffing a poison dart that he thinks was intended for him, as prisoners are interrogated outside) Wolfsbane- a rare substance. (to Gregor Clegane) This is no common assassin.

Gregor Clegane:
We hanged twenty men last night.

Tywin Lannister:
I don't care if you hanged a hundred. A man tried to kill me- I want his name, and I want his head.

Gregor Clegane:
We think it was an infiltrator, from the Brotherhood Without Banners. (Arya brings food and drink)

Tywin Lannister:
A pretentious name for a band of outlaws. We can't allow rebels behind our lines to harass us with impunity; we look like fools, and they look like heroes. That's how kings fall. I want them dead- every one.

Gregor Clegane:
Killing them isn't the problem. (glances at Arya, who is cutting up Tywin's food) It's finding them.

Tywin Lannister:
You gone soft, Clegane? I always thought you had a talent for violence. (Arya hides a kitchen knife) Burn the villages, burn the farms- let them know what it means to choose the wrong side. (Clegane leaves, Tywin turns to Arya) Is that mutton?

Arya Stark:
Yes, my Lord.

Tywin Lannister:
I don't like mutton.

Arya Stark:
... I- I'll bring something else-

Tywin Lannister:
Leave it. (walks over to the table) You hungry?

Arya Stark:
(shakes her head quickly) No.

Tywin Lannister:
Of course you are. (gestures to the dish of bread and mutton) Eat.

Arya Stark:
I'll... eat in the kitchen, later.

Tywin Lannister:
(impatiently) It's bad manners to refuse a Lord's offer. (walks around her, offers her a knife) Sit- eat. (Arya sits, takes the knife, and- after hesitating starts eating ravenously) You're small, for your age- I suppose you've been underfed your whole life.

Arya Stark:
(with her mouth full) I eat a lot- I just don't grow.

Tywin Lannister:
(nods, turns away to the window) H'm. This will be my last war- win, or loose.

Arya Stark:
... Have you ever lost before?

Tywin Lannister:
(gives her a sharp look over his shoulder) Do you think I'd be in my position if I'd lost a war? (he raises an eyebrow, Arya shakes her head and shrugs; Tywin turns back to the window) This is the one I'll be remembered for- the War of Five Kings, they're calling it. (Arya glances at the back of Tywin's neck; her grip on the knife tightens as she contemplates killing him) My legacy will be determined in the coming months (he turns around, Arya quickly relaxes her grip; the danger moment is passed) Do you know what legacy means? (Arya shakes her head) It's what you pass down to your children- and to your children's children. It's what remains of you, after you're gone. (gestures at the chamber) Harren the Black thought this castle would be his legacy. The greatest fortress ever built- the tallest towers, the strongest walls. (walks over to the shattered fireplace) The Great Hall had thirty-five hearths- Thirty- five, can you imagine? (pause) Look at it now- a blasted ruin. Do you know what happened?

Arya Stark:
(smiles eagerly)...Dragons?

Tywin Lannister:
(smiles ruefully at her) Yes... Dragons happened. (sits down across from her and pours himself a drink) Harrenhall was built to withstand an attack from the land. A million men could have marched on these walls, and a million men would have been repelled. But, an attack from the air, with dragonfire- (shakes his head) Harren and all his sons roasted alive within these walls. Aegon Targaryen changed the rules- that's why every child alive knows his name, three hundred years after his death. (takes a drink)

Arya Stark:
Aegon... and his sisters.

Tywin Lannister:
(sets down his goblet) Hmm?

Arya Stark:
It wasn't just Aegon riding his dragon. It was Raenys and Visenya, too.

Tywin Lannister:
(looks at her curiously) Correct!....Student of history, are you?

Arya Stark:
(not realizing she has nearly exposed her identity) Raenys rode Baraxis, Visenya rode Vaegar.

Tywin Lannister:
(shrugs, takes a drink) I'm sure I knew that, when I was a boy.

Arya Stark:
Visenya Targaryen was a great warrior. She had a Valyrian steel sword she called "Dark Sister".

Tywin Lannister:
(smiles knowingly) Hmm- she's a heroine of yours, I take it? (pause) Aren't most girls more interested in the pretty maids in the songs- Jonquil, with flowers in their hair?

Arya Stark:
(contemptuously) Most girls are idiots.

Tywin Lannister:
(amused) Hah! You remind me of my daughter. (frowns at her curiously again, leans forward) Where did you learn all this stuff about Visenya and her Valyrian steel sword.

Arya Stark:
(realizing the danger, but secretly answering truthfully)... From my father.

Tywin Lannister:
(raises an eyebrow skeptically) He was a well-read stone-mason...(shrugs, leans back and takes a drink) Can't say I've ever met a literate stone-mason.

Arya Stark:
(sarcastically) ...Have you met many stone-masons, my Lord?

Tywin ( lowers his cup, smiles coldly) ...Careful now, girl. I enjoy you, but be careful. (gestures at her half-empty plate of food) Take that back to the kitchen- eat what you want. (Arya nods, collects her dishes and starts toward the door) And girl- "Milord". (Arya turns and frowns at him, confused) Low-born girls say "Milord", not "my Lord". If you're going to pose as a commoner, you should do it properly.

Arya Stark:
(defiantly) My mother served Lady Dustin for many years, my Lord. She taught me how to speak proper- properly.

Tywin Lannister:
(smiles admiringly) You're too smart for your own good- has anyone told you that?

Arya Stark:
(smiles) Yes.

Tywin Lannister:
Go on. (Arya leaves, Tywin smiles to himself)

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. And 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 f***ed another woman.

Catelyn Stark:
[to Brienne] Your sword.

Davos Seaworth:
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:
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:
[angry] 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's 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 life!

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 anywhere, not with the castle surrounded. We couldn't feed them, so fine. The horses, then the cats-I've never liked cats, so fine. I do like dogs - good animals, loyal - but we ate them too. 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 sail boat with your onions...

Davos Seaworth:
And some potatoes. Some salted beef, I believe.

Stannis Baratheon:
Every man at Storm's End wanted to kiss you that night.

Davos Seaworth:
[smiles] 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 am the rightful king by every law of Westeros. And when I sit the Iron Throne, you will be my Hand.

Davos Seaworth:
Your Grace...[he kneels] I pray I serve you well.

Stannis Baratheon:
I expect you'll be the first crabber's son to wear the badge.

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 f***?

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 dies, 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]

Cersei:
Get out.

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. [unsheathes his dagger] I'll give him a red smile, from ear to ear.

(Joffrey walks away, Tyrion and Varys look at each other in amusement)

Tyrion Lannister:
Imagine Stannis's terror.

Varys:
(deadpan) I am trying. (they observe the fortifications)

Tyrion Lannister:
You're an intelligent man. I'd like to think I'm an intelligent man.

Varys:
Oh, no-one disputes that, my Lord... not even the multitudes who despise you.

Tyrion Lannister:
(deadpan) I wish we could converse as two honest, intelligent men.

Varys:
( glances at him, equally deadpan) I wish we could, too. (pause, Tyrion stares at him)

Tyrion Lannister:
What do you want? (Varys looks him in the eye) Tell me.

Varys:
If we're going to play, you'll have to start. (Tyrion shrugs, they both walk over to the edge of the battlements)

Tyrion Lannister:
My brother was the youngest Kingsguard in history. My sister became Queen at the age of nineteen. When I reached manhood... my father put me in charge of all the drains and cisterns in Casterly Rock.

Varys:
A most high-born plumber.

Tyrion Lannister:
The water never flowed better, and all the shit found its way to the sea. I never expected to have any real power, so when my father named me acting Hand-

Varys:
You're quite good at being Hand, you know. Jon Arryn and Ned Stark were good men- honorable men- but they disdained the Game and those who played. You... enjoy the Game.

Tyrion Lannister:
I do. Last thing I expected.

Varys:
And you play it well.

Tyrion:
I'd like to keep playing it. (they both look out over Blackwater Bay) But if Stannis breaches the gates, the Game is over.

Varys:
They say he burns his enemies alive, to honor the Lord of Light.

Tyrion Lannister:
The Lord of Light wants his enemies burned. The Drowned God wants them drowned. Why are all the gods such vicious cunts? Where is the god of tits and wine?

Varys:
In the Summer Isles, they worship a fertility goddess with sixteen teats.

Tyrion Lannister:
We should sail there immediately. (Varys looks around, then leans close to Tyrion)

Varys:
This morning, I heard a song- all the way from Qarth, beyond the Red Waste. (Tyrion glances at him) Daenerys Targaryen lives.

Tyrion Lannister:
A girl at the edge of the world is the least of our problems.

Varys:
She has three dragons... but, even if what they say is true, it'll be years before they are fully grown... and then there will be nowhere to hide.

Tyrion Lannister:
One Game at a time, my friend.

Joffrey Baratheon:
I, Joffrey of the House Baratheon, First of My Name, the rightful king of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm, do hereby proclaim my grandfather Tywin Lannnister the savior of the city and the Hand of the King.

Tywin Lannister:
Thank you, Your Grace.

Joffrey Baratheon:
Lord Petyr Baelish, step forward. For your good service and ingenuity in uniting the Houses of Lannister and Tyrell, I declare you shall be granted the castle of Harrenhal with all its attendant lands and incomes to be held by your sons and grandsons from this day until the end of time.

Petyr Baelish:
You honor me beyond words, Your Grace. I shall have to acquire some sons and grandsons.

Joffrey Baratheon:
Ser Loras Tyrell. Your House has come to our aid. The whole realm is in your debt, none more so than I. If your family would ask anything of me, ask it and it shall be yours.

Loras Tyrell:
Your Grace, my sister Margaery, her husband was taken from us before... She remains innocent. I would ask you to find it in your heart to do us the great honor of joining our Houses.

Joffrey Baratheon:
Is this what you want, Lady Margaery?

Margaery Tyrell:
With all my heart, Your Grace. I have come to love you from afar. Tales of your courage and wisdom have never been far from my ears. And those tales have taken root deep inside of me.

Joffrey Baratheon:
Well, I too have heard tales of your beauty and grace, but the tales, do not do you justice, My Lady. It would be an honor to return your love, but I am promised to another. A King must keep his word.

Cersei Lannister:
Your Grace, in the judgment of your Small Council, it would neither be proper nor wise for you to wed the daughter of a man beheaded for treason, a girl whose brother is in open rebellion against the throne as we speak. For the good of the realm, your councilors beg you to set Sansa Stark aside.

Joffrey Baratheon:
I would like to heed your wishes and the wishes of my people, but I took a holy vow.

Grand Maester Pycelle:
Your Grace, the Gods do indeed hold betrothal solemn, but your father, blessed be his memory, made this pact before the Starks revealed their falseness. I have consulted with the High Septon and he assures me that their crimes against the realm free you from any promise you have made to them in the sight of the Gods.

Joffrey Baratheon:
The Gods are good. I am freed to heed my heart. Ser Loras, I will gladly wed your sweet sister. [to Margaery] You will be my Queen and I will love you from this day until my last day.

Stannis Baratheon:
You said you saw my victory in the flames.

Melisandre:
I did. I still see it.

Stannis Baratheon:
The flames lied. And I'm no better than a savage, trusting in a fire god! I fought for your god in Blackwater Bay. I led my men to the gates of the Seventh Hell as their brothers burned alive and for what?! An attack from behind by Tywin Lannister and the Tyrells?! If you see so much in your flames, why didn't you warn me?!

Melisandre:
The Lord of Light only allows me glimpses-!

Stannis Baratheon:
You claim to speak for a god!

Melisandre:
Will you quit the war just because you've lost a battle?

Stannis Baratheon:
You talk about war as if you understand it.

Melisandre:
I've been fighting far longer than you.

Stannis Baratheon:
Have you? Show me how you fight! [Stannis seizes Melisandre by the throat and starts throttling her] Show me! Where is your god now? Will he save you? [Melisandre stops struggling] Where is your god?!

Melisandre:
Inside you. [stunned, Stannis releases her]

Stannis Baratheon:
[horrified] I murdered my brother!

Melisandre:
We murdered him. Share the weight with me.

Stannis Baratheon:
He wasn't your brother.

Melisandre:
This war has just begun. It will last for years. Thousands will die at your command. You will betray the men serving you, you will betray your family, you will betray everything you once held dear...and it will all be worth it, because you are the Son of Fire, you are the Warrior of Light. You will sweep aside this pretender and that one; you will be king.

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