[Repeated lines]:
Melisandre: Keep your child close to your chest woman, for the night is dark and full of terrors.
Vários: A Lannister always pays his debts.
Oberyn Martell: Say it. Say her name. Elia Martell. You raped her! You murdered her! You killed her children! Say it! Say her name!
Ygritte: You know nothing, Jon Snow.
Septa Unella: Shame! Shame! Shame!
Daenerys: Dracarys.
Vários: Winter is coming.
Hodor: Hodor!
[Phrases]:
[Phrases]:
Eddard Stark: The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.
Syrio Florel: There is only one thing we say to Death: "Not today".
Robb Stark: I asked him, how can a man be brave if he's afraid? That is the only time a man can be brave, he told me.
Stannis Baratheon: I will not be a page in someone else’s history book
Tywin Lannister: A lion doesn't concern himself with the opinion of a sheep.
Ramsay Bolton: My mother taught me not to throw stones at cripples... but my father taught me: aim for their head!
Margaery Tyrell: Do you want to be a queen? ''No. I want to be THE queen.
Ramsay Bolton: If you think this has a happy ending, you haven’t been paying attention.
Lord Varys: Any fool with a bit of luck can find himself born into power. But earning it for yourself, that takes work.
Stannis Baratheon: We march to victory, or we march to defeat. But we go forward. Only forward.
Cersei Lannister: When you play the game of thrones you win, or you die. There is no middle ground.
Eddard Stark: You think my life is some precious thing to me? That I would trade my honor for a few more years... of what? You grew up with actors. You learned their craft and you learnt it well. But I grew up with soldiers. I learned to die a long time ago.
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.
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.
Ser Jorah Mormont: There is a beast in every man and it stirs when you put a sword in his hand.
Tywin Lannister: Explain to me why it is more noble to kill 10,000 men in battle than a dozen at dinner.
Daenerys Targaryen: I'm not going to stop the wheel, I'm going to break the wheel.
Sansa Stark: You're going to die tomorrow, Lord Bolton. Sleep well.
[Dialogues]:
Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Prominent families often forget a simple truth, I've found.
Cersei Lannister: And what truth is that?
Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Knowledge is power.
[pause]
Cersei Lannister: [to her guards] Seize him.
[the guards grab Littlefinger]
Cersei Lannister: Cut his throat.
[a guard draws a knife to Littlefinger's throat]
Cersei Lannister: Stop. Wait. I've changed my mind. Let him go.
[the guards unhand Littlefinger]
Cersei Lannister: Step back three paces. Turn around. Close your eyes.
[the guards do as told. Cersei steps up to Littlefinger]
Cersei Lannister: Power... is power.
*
Tyrion Lannister: 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.
*
Petyr Baelish: Do you know Ser Hugh of the Vale?
[Ned shakes his head]
Petyr Baelish: Not surprising. Until recently, he was only a squire. Jon Arryn's squire. He was knighted almost immediately after his master's untimely death.
Eddard Stark: Knighted for what?
[Baelish gives him a knowing look]
Eddard Stark: Why are you telling me this?
Petyr Baelish: I promised Cat that I'd help you.
Eddard Stark: Where is Ser Hugh? I'll speak to him.
Petyr Baelish: A singularly bad idea. Do you see that boy, there?
[Baelish nods at the boy]
Petyr Baelish: One of Varys' little birds. The Spider has taken a great interest in your comings and goings. Now look, there.
[Baelish nods at a nearby gardener]
Petyr Baelish: That one belongs to the queen. And do you see that septa pretending to read her book?
[Baelish nods at the septa]
Eddard Stark: Varys or the queen?
Petyr Baelish: No, she's one of mine. Is there someone in your service whom you trust completely?
Eddard Stark: Yes.
Petyr Baelish: The wiser answer was no, my lord. Get a message to this paragon of yours, discreetly. Send him to question Ser Hugh. After that, you might want him to visit a certain armorer in the city. He lives in a large house at the top of the Street of Steel.
Eddard Stark: Why?
Petyr Baelish: I have my observers, as I said, and it's possible that they saw Lord Arryn visit this armorer several times in the weeks before his death.
Eddard Stark: Lord Baelish, perhaps I was wrong to distrust you.
Petyr Baelish: Distrusting me was the wisest thing you've done since you climbed off your horse.
*
Eddard Stark: Handsome armor. Not a scratch on it.
Jaime Lannister: I know. People have been swinging at me for years and they always seem to miss.
Eddard Stark: Chosen your opponents wisely, then.
Jaime Lannister: I have a knack for it.
[Dialogues]:
Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Prominent families often forget a simple truth, I've found.
Cersei Lannister: And what truth is that?
Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Knowledge is power.
[pause]
Cersei Lannister: [to her guards] Seize him.
[the guards grab Littlefinger]
Cersei Lannister: Cut his throat.
[a guard draws a knife to Littlefinger's throat]
Cersei Lannister: Stop. Wait. I've changed my mind. Let him go.
[the guards unhand Littlefinger]
Cersei Lannister: Step back three paces. Turn around. Close your eyes.
[the guards do as told. Cersei steps up to Littlefinger]
Cersei Lannister: Power... is power.
*
Tyrion Lannister: 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.
*
Petyr Baelish: Do you know Ser Hugh of the Vale?
[Ned shakes his head]
Petyr Baelish: Not surprising. Until recently, he was only a squire. Jon Arryn's squire. He was knighted almost immediately after his master's untimely death.
Eddard Stark: Knighted for what?
[Baelish gives him a knowing look]
Eddard Stark: Why are you telling me this?
Petyr Baelish: I promised Cat that I'd help you.
Eddard Stark: Where is Ser Hugh? I'll speak to him.
Petyr Baelish: A singularly bad idea. Do you see that boy, there?
[Baelish nods at the boy]
Petyr Baelish: One of Varys' little birds. The Spider has taken a great interest in your comings and goings. Now look, there.
[Baelish nods at a nearby gardener]
Petyr Baelish: That one belongs to the queen. And do you see that septa pretending to read her book?
[Baelish nods at the septa]
Eddard Stark: Varys or the queen?
Petyr Baelish: No, she's one of mine. Is there someone in your service whom you trust completely?
Eddard Stark: Yes.
Petyr Baelish: The wiser answer was no, my lord. Get a message to this paragon of yours, discreetly. Send him to question Ser Hugh. After that, you might want him to visit a certain armorer in the city. He lives in a large house at the top of the Street of Steel.
Eddard Stark: Why?
Petyr Baelish: I have my observers, as I said, and it's possible that they saw Lord Arryn visit this armorer several times in the weeks before his death.
Eddard Stark: Lord Baelish, perhaps I was wrong to distrust you.
Petyr Baelish: Distrusting me was the wisest thing you've done since you climbed off your horse.
*
Eddard Stark: Handsome armor. Not a scratch on it.
Jaime Lannister: I know. People have been swinging at me for years and they always seem to miss.
Eddard Stark: Chosen your opponents wisely, then.
Jaime Lannister: I have a knack for it.
*
Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: The realm. Do you know what the realm is? It's the thousand blades of Aegon's enemies. A story we agree to tell each other over and over until we forget that it's a lie.
Lord Varys: But what do we have left once we abandon the lie? Chaos? A gaping pit waiting to swallow us all.
Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb; they refuse. They cling to the realm or the gods or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.
*
Tyrion Lannister: You're in the Kingsguard, Clegane. We must beat them back or they're going to take the city... your king's city.
Sandor Clegane: Fuck the Kingsguard. Fuck the city. Fuck the king.
*
[Ygritte tosses Jon a pair of crampons]
Ygritte: They're too big for you, but they're good.
Jon Snow: You kill someone for them?
Ygritte: Nah. I didn't kill him. But I bet his balls are still bruised.
[Jon laughs]
Ygritte: He wasn't good to me the way you're good to me. Well, he didn't do that thing you do with your tongue.
Jon Snow: [lowers his voice nervously] Yeah, can we not talk about that here?
Ygritte: [playfully imitates him] "Can we not talk about that here?" Oh, I'm Jon Snow. I've killed dead men and Qhorin Halfhand, but I'm scared of naked girls!"
Jon Snow: Did I seem scared the other day?
Ygritte: You were trembling like a leaf.
Jon Snow: Only in the beginning.
[Ygritte chuckles]
Ygritte: Only in the beginning. You're a proper lover, Jon Snow. And don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.
Jon Snow: What secret?
Ygritte: Do you think I'm as dumb as all those girls in silk dresses you knew growing up?
[Jon chuckles and starts tying on his crampons]
Ygritte: You're loyal. And you're brave. You didn't stop being a crow the day you walked into Mance Rayder's tent.
[Jon freezes]
Ygritte: But I'm your woman now, Jon Snow. You're going to be loyal to your woman. The Night's Watch don't care if you live or die. Mance Rayder don't care if I live or die. We're just soldiers in their armies, and there's plenty more to carry on if we go down. But it's you and me that matters to me and you. Don't ever betray me.
[Jon hesitates, then looks at her]
Jon Snow: I won't.
Ygritte: Because I'll cut your pretty cock right off and wear it round me neck.
Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: The realm. Do you know what the realm is? It's the thousand blades of Aegon's enemies. A story we agree to tell each other over and over until we forget that it's a lie.
Lord Varys: But what do we have left once we abandon the lie? Chaos? A gaping pit waiting to swallow us all.
Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb; they refuse. They cling to the realm or the gods or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.
*
Tyrion Lannister: You're in the Kingsguard, Clegane. We must beat them back or they're going to take the city... your king's city.
Sandor Clegane: Fuck the Kingsguard. Fuck the city. Fuck the king.
*
[Ygritte tosses Jon a pair of crampons]
Ygritte: They're too big for you, but they're good.
Jon Snow: You kill someone for them?
Ygritte: Nah. I didn't kill him. But I bet his balls are still bruised.
[Jon laughs]
Ygritte: He wasn't good to me the way you're good to me. Well, he didn't do that thing you do with your tongue.
Jon Snow: [lowers his voice nervously] Yeah, can we not talk about that here?
Ygritte: [playfully imitates him] "Can we not talk about that here?" Oh, I'm Jon Snow. I've killed dead men and Qhorin Halfhand, but I'm scared of naked girls!"
Jon Snow: Did I seem scared the other day?
Ygritte: You were trembling like a leaf.
Jon Snow: Only in the beginning.
[Ygritte chuckles]
Ygritte: Only in the beginning. You're a proper lover, Jon Snow. And don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.
Jon Snow: What secret?
Ygritte: Do you think I'm as dumb as all those girls in silk dresses you knew growing up?
[Jon chuckles and starts tying on his crampons]
Ygritte: You're loyal. And you're brave. You didn't stop being a crow the day you walked into Mance Rayder's tent.
[Jon freezes]
Ygritte: But I'm your woman now, Jon Snow. You're going to be loyal to your woman. The Night's Watch don't care if you live or die. Mance Rayder don't care if I live or die. We're just soldiers in their armies, and there's plenty more to carry on if we go down. But it's you and me that matters to me and you. Don't ever betray me.
[Jon hesitates, then looks at her]
Jon Snow: I won't.
Ygritte: Because I'll cut your pretty cock right off and wear it round me neck.
*
Jaime Lannister: There it is. There's the look. I've seen it for 17 years on face after face. You all despise me. Kingslayer. Oathbreaker. A man without honor. You've heard of wildfire?
Brienne of Tarth: Of course.
Jaime Lannister: The Mad King was obsessed with it. He loved to watch people burn, the way their skin blackened and blistered and melted off their bones. He burned lords he didn't like. He burned Hands who disobeyed him. He burned anyone who was against him. Before long, half the country was against him. Aerys saw traitors everywhere. So he had his pyromancer place caches of wildfire all over the city. Beneath the Sept of Baelor and the slums of Flea Bottom. Under houses, stables, taverns. Even beneath the Red Keep itself. Finally, the day of reckoning came. Robert Baratheon marched on the capital after his victory at the Trident. But my father arrived first with the whole Lannister army at his back, promising to defend the city against the rebels. I knew my father better than that. He's never been one to pick the losing side. I told the Mad King as much. I urged him to surrender peacefully. But the king didn't listen to me. He didn't listen to Varys who tried to warn him. But he did listen to Grand Maester Pycelle, that grey, sunken cunt. "You can trust the Lannisters," he said. "The Lannisters have always been true friends of the crown." So we opened the gates and my father sacked the city. Once again, I came to the king, begging him to surrender. He told me to bring him my father's head. Then he turned to his pyromancer. "Burn them all," he said. "Burn them in their homes. Burn them in their beds." Tell me, if your precious Renly commanded you to kill your own father and stand by while thousands of men, women, and children burned alive, would you have done it? Would you have kept your oath then? First, I killed the pyromancer. And then when the king turned to flee, I drove my sword into his back. "Burn them all," he kept saying. "Burn them all." I don't think he expected to die. He- he meant to... burn with the rest of us and rise again, reborn as a dragon to turn his enemies to ash. I slit his throat to make sure that didn't happen. That's where Ned Stark found me.
Brienne of Tarth: If this is true... why didn't you tell anyone? Why didn't you tell Lord Stark?
Jaime Lannister: Stark? You think the honorable Ned Stark wanted to hear my side? He judged me guilty the moment he set eyes on me. By what right does the wolf judge the lion? By what right?
Jaime Lannister: [furiously] By what right?
[Jaime, too weak to stand on his feet, stumbles and falls into the water. Brienne manages to catch him before he drowns]
Brienne of Tarth: [shouts] Guards! The Kingslayer!
Jaime Lannister: [whispers painfully] Jaime... my name is Jaime.
*
[Qyburn offers Jaime an opiate prior to treating his gangrenous stump]
Jaime Lannister: No milk of the poppy.
Qyburn: There will be pain.
Jaime Lannister: I'll scream.
Qyburn: A great deal of pain.
Jaime Lannister: I'll scream loudly.
Tyrion Lannister: Father, I wish to confess. I wish to confess!
Tywin Lannister: You wish to confess?
Tyrion Lannister: [to the crowd] I saved you. I saved this city. All your worthless lives. I should have let Stannis kill you all.
[crowd becomes outraged]
Tywin Lannister: Tyrion, do you wish to confess?
Tyrion Lannister: Yes, father. I'm guilty. Guilty. Is that what you want to hear?
Tywin Lannister: You admit you poisoned the king?
Tyrion Lannister: No. Of that, I'm innocent. I'm guilty of a far more monstrous crime. I'm guilty of being a dwarf.
Tywin Lannister: You are not on trial for being a dwarf.
Tyrion Lannister: Oh, yes I am. I've been on trial for that my entire life.
Tywin Lannister: Have you nothing to say in your defense?
Tyrion Lannister: Nothing but this: I did not do it.
[to Cersei]
Tyrion Lannister: I did not kill Joffrey, but I wish that I had! Watching your vicious bastard die gave me more relief than a thousand lying whores!
[to the crowd]
Tyrion Lannister: I wish I was the monster you think I am! I wish I had enough poison for the whole pack of you! I would gladly give my life to watch you all swallow it!
[crowd outbursts again]
Tywin Lannister: Ser Meryn! Ser Meryn, escort the prisoner back to his cell!
Tyrion Lannister: I will not give my life for Joffery's murder and I know I'll get no justice here, so I will let the gods decide my fate. I demand a trial by combat.
[the crowd is shocked]
Oberyn Martell: When we met your sister, she promised she would show you to us. Every day we would ask. Every day she would say, "Soon." Then she and your brother took us to your nursery and... she unveiled the freak. Your head was a bit large. Your arms and legs were a bit small, but no claw. No red eye. No tail between your legs. Just a tiny pink cock. We didn't try to hide our disappointment. "That's not a monster," I told Cersei, "that's just a baby." And she said, "He killed my mother." And she pinched your little cock so hard, I thought she might pull it off. Until your brother made her stop. "It doesn't matter," she told us. "Everyone says he will die soon, I hope they are right; he should not have lived this long."
Tyrion Lannister: [tears welling] Well... sooner or later, Cersei always gets what she wants.
Oberyn Martell: And what about what I want? Justice for my sister and her children.
Tyrion Lannister: If you want justice, you've come to the wrong place.
Oberyn Martell: I disagree. I've come to the perfect place. I want to bring those who have wronged me to justice, and all those who have wronged me are right here. I will begin with Ser Gregor Clegane, who killed my sister's children and then raped her with their blood still on his hands before killing her, too. I will be your champion.
*
Lancell Lannister: Order your man to step aside or there will be violence.
Cersei Lannister: I choose violence.
*
Lord Varys: Power is a curious thing, my lord. Are you fond of riddles?
Tyrion Lannister: Why? Am I about to hear one?
Lord 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.
Lord Varys: Does it? He has neither crown, nor gold, nor favor with the gods.
Tyrion Lannister: He has a sword, the power of life and death.
Lord 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.
Lord Varys: [pause] 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.
Jaime Lannister: There it is. There's the look. I've seen it for 17 years on face after face. You all despise me. Kingslayer. Oathbreaker. A man without honor. You've heard of wildfire?
Brienne of Tarth: Of course.
Jaime Lannister: The Mad King was obsessed with it. He loved to watch people burn, the way their skin blackened and blistered and melted off their bones. He burned lords he didn't like. He burned Hands who disobeyed him. He burned anyone who was against him. Before long, half the country was against him. Aerys saw traitors everywhere. So he had his pyromancer place caches of wildfire all over the city. Beneath the Sept of Baelor and the slums of Flea Bottom. Under houses, stables, taverns. Even beneath the Red Keep itself. Finally, the day of reckoning came. Robert Baratheon marched on the capital after his victory at the Trident. But my father arrived first with the whole Lannister army at his back, promising to defend the city against the rebels. I knew my father better than that. He's never been one to pick the losing side. I told the Mad King as much. I urged him to surrender peacefully. But the king didn't listen to me. He didn't listen to Varys who tried to warn him. But he did listen to Grand Maester Pycelle, that grey, sunken cunt. "You can trust the Lannisters," he said. "The Lannisters have always been true friends of the crown." So we opened the gates and my father sacked the city. Once again, I came to the king, begging him to surrender. He told me to bring him my father's head. Then he turned to his pyromancer. "Burn them all," he said. "Burn them in their homes. Burn them in their beds." Tell me, if your precious Renly commanded you to kill your own father and stand by while thousands of men, women, and children burned alive, would you have done it? Would you have kept your oath then? First, I killed the pyromancer. And then when the king turned to flee, I drove my sword into his back. "Burn them all," he kept saying. "Burn them all." I don't think he expected to die. He- he meant to... burn with the rest of us and rise again, reborn as a dragon to turn his enemies to ash. I slit his throat to make sure that didn't happen. That's where Ned Stark found me.
Brienne of Tarth: If this is true... why didn't you tell anyone? Why didn't you tell Lord Stark?
Jaime Lannister: Stark? You think the honorable Ned Stark wanted to hear my side? He judged me guilty the moment he set eyes on me. By what right does the wolf judge the lion? By what right?
Jaime Lannister: [furiously] By what right?
[Jaime, too weak to stand on his feet, stumbles and falls into the water. Brienne manages to catch him before he drowns]
Brienne of Tarth: [shouts] Guards! The Kingslayer!
Jaime Lannister: [whispers painfully] Jaime... my name is Jaime.
*
[Qyburn offers Jaime an opiate prior to treating his gangrenous stump]
Jaime Lannister: No milk of the poppy.
Qyburn: There will be pain.
Jaime Lannister: I'll scream.
Qyburn: A great deal of pain.
Jaime Lannister: I'll scream loudly.
*
Tyrion Lannister: Father, I wish to confess. I wish to confess!
Tywin Lannister: You wish to confess?
Tyrion Lannister: [to the crowd] I saved you. I saved this city. All your worthless lives. I should have let Stannis kill you all.
[crowd becomes outraged]
Tywin Lannister: Tyrion, do you wish to confess?
Tyrion Lannister: Yes, father. I'm guilty. Guilty. Is that what you want to hear?
Tywin Lannister: You admit you poisoned the king?
Tyrion Lannister: No. Of that, I'm innocent. I'm guilty of a far more monstrous crime. I'm guilty of being a dwarf.
Tywin Lannister: You are not on trial for being a dwarf.
Tyrion Lannister: Oh, yes I am. I've been on trial for that my entire life.
Tywin Lannister: Have you nothing to say in your defense?
Tyrion Lannister: Nothing but this: I did not do it.
[to Cersei]
Tyrion Lannister: I did not kill Joffrey, but I wish that I had! Watching your vicious bastard die gave me more relief than a thousand lying whores!
[to the crowd]
Tyrion Lannister: I wish I was the monster you think I am! I wish I had enough poison for the whole pack of you! I would gladly give my life to watch you all swallow it!
[crowd outbursts again]
Tywin Lannister: Ser Meryn! Ser Meryn, escort the prisoner back to his cell!
Tyrion Lannister: I will not give my life for Joffery's murder and I know I'll get no justice here, so I will let the gods decide my fate. I demand a trial by combat.
[the crowd is shocked]
*
Tyrion Lannister: [tears welling] Well... sooner or later, Cersei always gets what she wants.
Oberyn Martell: And what about what I want? Justice for my sister and her children.
Tyrion Lannister: If you want justice, you've come to the wrong place.
Oberyn Martell: I disagree. I've come to the perfect place. I want to bring those who have wronged me to justice, and all those who have wronged me are right here. I will begin with Ser Gregor Clegane, who killed my sister's children and then raped her with their blood still on his hands before killing her, too. I will be your champion.
*
Lancell Lannister: Order your man to step aside or there will be violence.
Cersei Lannister: I choose violence.
*
Lord Varys: Power is a curious thing, my lord. Are you fond of riddles?
Tyrion Lannister: Why? Am I about to hear one?
Lord 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.
Lord Varys: Does it? He has neither crown, nor gold, nor favor with the gods.
Tyrion Lannister: He has a sword, the power of life and death.
Lord 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.
Lord Varys: [pause] 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.
The Night's Watch Oath:
"Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come."
