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of which she is unaware.
is one of the oldest structures in King's Landing?
( grunts )
death.
to cast you aside for me.
Gilly, go on.
Was there?
Now watch her become a woman.
From the way she's carrying,
To forge a lasting bond with the people,
( snorts )
everyone here will starve.
A bit of mutton would be nice.
Desires that didn't even exist
Why is it happening at all?
All rulers are either butchers or meat.
It depends upon the situation.
You don't give commands here, Lady Olenna.
Come on, love, give us a kiss.
Have you lost your mind?
It can't be any worse.
I will speak with the High Sparrow.
- You? - Hips.
and Queen Margaery.
- A beauty from beyond the Wall. - ( man chuckles )
- I don't know what I saw. - You do know.
under fair suspicion.
I couldn't.
And reopen the fighting pits.
in the Black Cells beneath the Red Keep.
Don't be stupid, Sam.
From the moment you came into this world.
death or slavery.
And?
It's an old game. Dull and unconvincing.
My memory's not what it was earlier.
On the day of the great games,
What happens if she has a boy?
Gather the remaining free folk wherever
It's far too cold out here for a lady.
Last surviving son of Balon Greyjoy,
Tyrion: It's true.
- Bidding begins at 12 gold honors. - ( crowd murmurs )
( wincing )
Loyal to nothing but gold.
There must be something he--
There's your wages, funny man.
You must really like me.
I believe this mission to be reckless, foolhardy,
I swear to you by all the seven gods.
Get back to your room, lock the door.
You are queen. You can do what you like.
His troops are loyal and battle-tested.
My name is Tyrion Lannister.
Theon...
Everyone knows that.
I think the Sons of the Harpy have stopped killing
I imagine this is strange for you.
What kind of gift?
But this one,
You've known Sansa since she was a girl.
( wind howling )
But this storm is a stroke of luck for us northerners.
We do breed them tough in the North.