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Easy, easy.
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Easy.
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What do you remember?
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They stabbed me.
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Olly...
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he put a knife in my heart.
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I shouldn't be here.
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The lady brought you back.
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Afterwards, after they stabbed you,
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after you died, where did you go?
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What did you see?
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Nothing.
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There was nothing at all.
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The Lord let you
come back for a reason.
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Stannis was not the prince
who was promised,
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but someone has to be.
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Could you give us a moment?
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You were dead.
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And now you're not.
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That's completely
fucking mad, seems to me.
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I can only imagine
how it seems to you.
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I did what I thought was right.
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And I got murdered for it.
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And now I'm back.
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Why?
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I don't know.
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Maybe we'll never know.
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What does it matter?
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You go on.
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You fight for as long as you can.
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You clean up as much
of the shit as you can.
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I don't know how to do that.
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I thought I did, but...
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I failed.
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Good.
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Now go fail again.
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They think you're some kind of god.
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The man who returned from the dead.
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I'm not a god.
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I know that.
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I saw your pecker.
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What kind of god would
have a pecker that small?
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Your eyes are still brown.
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Is that still you in there?
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I think so.
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Hold off on burning my body for now.
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That's funny.
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You sure that's still you in there?
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You all right?
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Yes.
Yes, I'm fine.
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Did I ever tell you I used to
think the sea was called the see
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because it was nothing but water
as far as the eye could see?
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I don't think so.
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Sea, see.
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They're spelled different,
but they sound the same.
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Yeah, they do.
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It was before I learned
how to read, obviously.
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Sam, are you going to be sick?
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Won't be long.
We'll be in the south soon.
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I'm excited to see Oldtown.
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Captain says it's the most
beautiful city in Westeros.
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Are you going to vomit again?
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No.
No, no, no.
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The Citadel doesn't admit women.
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There won't be a place for
you there or for Little Sam.
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I stayed at Castle Black.
There's no women allowed there.
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The Citadel isn't Castle Black.
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I don't have a Jon Snow
or Maester Aemon
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to help me bend the rules.
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I'll stay in Oldtown, then.
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By yourself?
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With a baby and no money?
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So if we're not going to Oldtown,
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where are you taking me?
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To my home.
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Horn Hill.
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My father's--
well, my father,
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but my mother's a kind woman
and my sister's lovely.
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They'll take care of you both.
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"Wherever you go,
I go, too."
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That's what you said.
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I said that because I want
you and Little Sam to be safe.
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That's all I want--
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to become a maester so I can
help Jon when the time comes
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so you'll be safe.
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Us and everyone else in the world.
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I don't care about them.
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Well, no, I do, but I don't really.
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I care about you and him.
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I know that, Sam.
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And he does, too.
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You're the only one who ever has.
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If you think it's for the best,
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we trust you.
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I'd feel better if you threw
something at me and stormed off.
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I'd never do that
to the father of my son.
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That's my father.
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The man beside him is Howland Reed,
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Meera's father.
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Ser Arthur Dayne.
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The Sword of the Morning.
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Father said he was the best
swordsman he ever saw.
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Lord Stark.
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I looked for you on the Trident.
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We weren't there.
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Your friend the usurper
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would lie beneath the
ground if we had been.
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The Mad King is dead.
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Rhaegar lies beneath the ground.
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Why weren't you there
to protect your prince?
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Our prince wanted us here.
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Where's my sister?
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I wish you good fortune
in the wars to come.
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And now it begins.
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No.
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Now it ends.
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He's better than my father.
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Far better.
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But Father beat him.
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Did he?
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I know he did.
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Heard the story a thousand times.
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He stabbed him in the back.
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What's in the tower?
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That's enough for one day.
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We'll visit again another time.
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- I want to see where he's going.
- Time to go.
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Father!
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Why did you do that?
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Take me back there.
I want to go back.
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No.
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- He heard me.
- Maybe.
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- Maybe he heard the wind.
- He heard me.
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The past is already written.
The ink is dry.
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What's in that tower?
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I want to go back there.
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I've told you many times,
stay too long
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where you don't belong
and you will never return.
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Why do I want to return?
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So I can be a cripple again?
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So I can talk
to an old man in a tree?
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You think I wanted to sit
here for 1,000 years
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watching the world from a distance
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as the roots grew through me?
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So why did you?
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I was waiting for you.
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I don't want to be you.
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I don't blame you.
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You won't be here forever.
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You won't be an old man in a tree.
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But before you leave,
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you must learn.
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Learn what?
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Everything.
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I don't know how you stand
it in all that leather.
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If we could have the room.
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You look lovely today, my dear.
You really do.
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How you climbed all those steps
without breaking a sweat.
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If you're going to torture me,
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just call them back
and get on with it.
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I am not a torturer.
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Though it so often is
what people deserve.
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And it does provide answers.
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But they're usually
the wrong answers.
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My job is to find the right answers.
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Do you know how I do that?
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I do it by making people happy.
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I'd like to make you happy, Vala.
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That's your name, isn't it, Vala?
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That's all right.
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I know who you are
and what you've done.
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You've done a lot.
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You've sacrificed
your body for a cause,
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which is more than most people do.
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And you've helped
the Sons of the Harpy
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murder the Unsullied
and the Second Sons.
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The Unsullied and the Second
Sons are foreign soldiers
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brought here by a foreign queen
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to destroy our city and our history.
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I understand.
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Well, that makes perfect sense
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from your perspective.
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I have a different
perspective, of course.
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I think it's important that you try
to see things from my perspective
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just as I will try
to see them from yours.
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Because that is the only way
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that I can make you and Dom happy.
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That is how
you pronounce it-- Dom?
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I'm afraid I don't really
speak the language.
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Such a handsome boy.
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Those big, brown eyes. Good
luck keeping the ladies away.
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Yes, you're a true
liberator, aren't you?
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You won't torture me,
you'll just threaten my son.
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Children are blameless.
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I have never hurt them.
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Your boy is in no immediate danger,
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this I swear to you.
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But between us, dear,
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you did conspire to kill
the queen's soldiers.
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We both know the penalty
for that crime.
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How will poor Dom
get on without his mother?
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And with his breathing problem.
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If I tell you anything,
they'll kill me.
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So either you kill me or they do.
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Yes, from your perspective,
this is a problem.
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There is a third option, though.
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A ship leaving tomorrow for Pentos.
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I've already booked passage for
a woman and her young son.
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I'll even throw in a bag of
silver to help you start again.
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Though I'm afraid we'll have to ask
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one of our leather-clad
friends back in to carry it.
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Far too heavy for me.
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The boat sails at dawn.
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You need to decide now.
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A new life for you and Dom
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or...
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What should we do while we wait?
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To pass the time, what should we do?
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What should we talk about?
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You speak 19 languages.
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You must occasionally use some
of them to talk about things.
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You two, you spend a great
deal of time together.
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What would you be talking
about if I weren't here?
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Patrol.
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When I am going on patrol
with the Unsullied.
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What we see on patrol.
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Who we captured on patrol.
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That's good.
That's very good.
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But that's a report.
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I was thinking more
of a conversation.
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A wise man once said the
true history of the world
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is the history of great
conversations in elegant rooms.
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Who said this?
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Me.
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Just now.
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All right, no conversations.
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Let's play a game.
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You don't play games,
either one of you, ever?
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Games are for children.
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My master Kraznys
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would sometimes make us play games.
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There, that's a start.
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- Only the girls.
- No, no, no.
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Not that.
Of course not that.
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Innocent games.
Fun games.
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Drinking games.
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We do not drink.
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Until you do.
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All right.
No drinking.
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We can play without drinking.
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It's a wonderful game.
I invented it.
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Here's how it works.
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I make a statement about your past.
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If I'm wrong, I drink.
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And if I'm right--
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maybe we can't play without drinking.
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Oh, you took your time.
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Sorry.
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I was busy learning who funds
the Sons of the Harpy.
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- Some things you can't rush.
- You found out?
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The Good Masters of Astapor
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and the Wise Masters of Yunkai.
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With help from their
friends in Volantis.
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You see?
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You don't even have to worry
about the local rebellion.
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We only have to worry about
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the three rich foreign
cities paying for it.
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We conquered Astapor and Yunkai once.
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We will do it again
and execute the Masters.
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If the Unsullied march off to
reconquer Astapor and Yunkai,
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who will remain to defend
the free people of Meereen?
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If we do not fight them,
how can we stop them?
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We cannot.
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The Masters speak only one language.
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They spoke it to me for many years.
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I know it better
than my mother tongue.
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If we want them to hear us, we
must speak it back to them.
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May it be the last
thing they ever hear.
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You may be right.
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So we will fight them?
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- Possibly.
- Possibly?
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It's a conversation.
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Tell me, can your little
birds get a message
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to the Good Masters of Astapor,
the Wise Masters of Yunkai,
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and benevolent enslavers of Volantis?
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Of course.
Men can be fickle,
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but birds I always trust.
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Your eye looks much better, Arthur.
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How's your mother's jaw?
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Better.
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And your father?
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No one's seen him.
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And no one will.
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That worked out rather nicely.
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Will Lord Varys ever come back?
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I don't think so.
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Do you miss him?
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He was nice.
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He called us his little birds.
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He gave us sweets.
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It's funny you should mention that.
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Guess what I happened to find today.
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Candied plums from Dorne.
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Now remember, if any of your friends
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like sweets or need help,
they can always come to me.
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All I need in return are whispers.
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No need to be afraid.
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This is Ser Gregor.
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He's friends with all my friends.
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Run along now.
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Varys's little birds?
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Your little birds now, Your Grace.
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What did you do to him exactly?
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I haven't been able
to get a clear answer.
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Oh, a number of things.
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Does he understand what we're saying?
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I mean, to the extent
that he ever understood
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complete sentences
in the first place.
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He understands well enough.
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So tell him to march into the sept
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and crush the High Sparrow's
head like a melon.
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The High Sparrow has hundreds of
Faith Militant surrounding him.
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Ser Gregor can't face them all.
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And he won't have to.
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He'll only have to face one.
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Has the Faith leveled
official charges yet?
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Not yet.
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That is one trial by combat
I look forward to watching.
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Don't stop at the city.
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I want little birds in Dorne,
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in Highgarden, in the North.
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If someone is planning on
making our losses their gains,
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I want to hear it.
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If someone is laughing at the queen
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who walked naked through
the streets covered in shit,
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I want to hear.
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I want to know who they are.
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I want to know where they are.
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As bad as Lord
Varys was, Qyburn is worse.
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I told them all.
I told them.
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He's arrogant, dangerous.
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You don't get thrown out of the
Citadel without good reason.
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And no one listened to my advice.
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So here we are.
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And what he's done to Gregor Clegane
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is an abomination.
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We never sanctioned this experiment.
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I for one think it will
be in our best interest
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to have the beast dest--
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- Can I help you?
- Why are you here?
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- My mother--
- I was invited, my dear,
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to help deal with several
troublesome issues,
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such as the queen's imprisonment.
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Thank you for bringing it up.
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It's well past time we addressed
the abuses I endured.
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Margaery is the queen.
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You are not the queen
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because you're not
married to the king.
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I do appreciate these things
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can get a bit confusing
in your family.
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This is a small council meeting.
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You have no position
on the small council.
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I'm the Lord Commander
of the Kingsguard.
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The Lord Commander of the Kingsguard
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does have a position
on the small council.
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Grand Maester Pycelle, would
you sanction that statement?
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Well, um...
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I would say Ser Gerold Hightower
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had a seat on the Mad King's council.
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Of course, that was the Mad King.
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King Robert saw things differently.
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And King--
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What about Myrcella's death, Uncle?
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Do you consider the
murder of your own blood
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a troublesome issue?
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The same women who murdered Myrcella
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have overthrown House Martell
and taken control of Dorne.
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We've got a lot to discuss.
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All of us together.
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And seeing as you cannot make us
leave, we best get on with it.
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No, we cannot make you leave.
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And you cannot make us stay.
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Not unless you're gonna have
that thing murder us all.
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Your Grace.
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My mother would like to see her
daughter's final resting place.
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I'm sorry, Your Grace.
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That's not possible.
Not yet.
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When will it be possible?
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When she's fully atoned for her sins.
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You cut off her hair
and marched her naked
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through the streets
in front of the whole city.
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That wasn't the full atonement?
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No.
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She must stand trial
before seven septons
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so we can learn the true
extent of her sins.
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I want you to let her see
Myrcella's resting place.
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I am the king.
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You are.
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And what does that mean to you?
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It means a great deal to me.
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The Crown and the Faith
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are the twin pillars of the world.
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Do you know who told me that?
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Your mother.
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My mother who is unclean?
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My mother who still needs to atone
after all you've put her through?
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How do you think the Mother
Above first came to us?
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How did men and women
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first come to feel
the Mother's presence, hmm?
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It was through their own mothers.
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There's a great deal of falsehood
in Cersei. You know that.
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But when she speaks of you, the
Mother's love outshines it all.
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Her love for you is more real
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than anything else in this world
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because it doesn't
come from this world.
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But you know that.
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You've felt it.
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You've seen her
when she talks to you.
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Yes.
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It's a great gift.
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One I never had.
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Envy.
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One more thing for me to atone for.
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Your Grace,
do you-- may I?
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Do you mind?
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It's my knees.
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Of course.
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When your mother
made her walk of atonement,
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she did it to get back to you.
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I still don't understand
why you want to put her
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through any more than
she's already endured.
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It's not what I want.
It's what the gods want.
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They make their will known
to us and it's up to us
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to either accept or reject it.
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Please.
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If we're to be just and good,
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then we accept it,
all of us, even kings.
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A true leader avails himself
of the wisest counsel he can.
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And no one is wiser than the gods.
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My grandfather once said
something similar.
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Except for the part about the gods.
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The gods worked through him
whether he knew it or not.
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As they work through your mother.
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There's so much good in all of us.
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The best we can do is to help
each other bring it out.
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Who are you?
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No one.
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Who were you
before you came here?
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Arya Stark.
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Tell me about
Arya Stark's family.
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Her father was Eddard Stark.
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Her mother was Catelyn Stark.
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She had one sister, Sansa,
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and four brothers.
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Three brothers.
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Robb, Bran, Rickon.
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And a half-brother Jon.
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And where are they now?
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They may be dead
for all a girl knows.
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Tell me about the Hound.
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Also dead.
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Arya Stark left him to die.
He was on her list.
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He was not on her list anymore.
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She had taken him off it.
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Why? Didn't she want
him dead any longer?
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She did and she did not.
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She sounds confused.
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Yes, she was.
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Who else was on Arya
Stark's funny little list?
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Cersei Lannister.
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Gregor Clegane.
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Walder Frey.
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That's a short list.
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That can't be everyone
you want to kill.
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Are you sure you're not
forgetting someone?
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Which name would you
like a girl to speak?
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If a girl tells me her name,
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I will give her eyes back.
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A girl has no name.
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Come.
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If a girl is truly no one,
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she has nothing to fear.
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Who are you?
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No one.
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The Umbers are
a famously loyal house.
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Famously loyal to the Starks.
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And you, Lord Karstark.
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Your people share blood with
the Starks, don't they?
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But here we are.
Times change.
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When my father became
Warden of the North,
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your house refused
to pledge their banners.
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Your father was a cunt.
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My beloved father,
the Warden--
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Your father was a cunt
and that's why you killed him.
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I might have done
the same to my father
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if he hadn't have done me
the favor of dying on his own.
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My father was poisoned
by our enemies.
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Mmm.
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Why have you come to
Winterfell, Lord Umber?
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The bastard Jon Snow led an army
of wildlings past the Wall.
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We're farther north
than any of you fuckers.
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Wildlings come down, we always
have to fight them first.
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I like fighting wildlings.
Been doing it all my life.
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But there are too many of them
for us to beat back alone.
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So now you've come seeking help?
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We need to help each other.
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The colder it gets, the farther
south those goat fuckers will roam.
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Won't take them long to get here.
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You think a horde of wildlings
can take Winterfell?
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If they get Jon Snow
leading them, maybe.
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He knows this place
better than we ever will.
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Pledge your banners to House Bolton.
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Swear loyalty to me
as Warden of the North
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and we will fight together
to destroy the bastard
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and all his wildling friends.
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I'm not kissing your fucking hand.
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Traditionally a bannerman
kneels before his lord.
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I'm not doing that either.
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Why would I trust a man
who won't honor tradition?
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Your father honored tradition.
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Knelt for Robb Stark.
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Called him King of the North.
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Was Robb Stark right
to trust your father?
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Then it appears we're
at a bit of an impasse.
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Fuck kneeling and fuck oaths.
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I've got a gift for you.
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A girl, I hope.
I prefer redheads.
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A girl, aye.
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A wild one.
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I like them wild.
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And the boy, nice and young.
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The way Karstark likes them.
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Who's this?
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Rickon Stark.
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How do I know that's Rickon Stark?
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Welcome home, Lord Stark.
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It's time.
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If you have any last
words, now is the time.
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You shouldn't be alive.
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It's not right.
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Neither was killing me.
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My mother's still
living at White Harbor.
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Could you write her?
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Tell her I died
fighting the wildlings.
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I had a choice, Lord Commander.
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Betray you or betray
the Night's Watch.
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You brought an army of
wildlings into our lands.
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An army of murderers and raiders.
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If I had to do it all over
knowing where I'd end up,
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I pray I'd make
the right choice again.
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I'm sure you would, Ser Alliser.
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I fought, I lost.
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Now I rest.
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But you, Lord Snow,
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you'll be fighting
their battles forever.
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We should burn the bodies.
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You should.
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What do you want me to do with this?
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Wear it.
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Burn it.
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Whatever you want.
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You have Castle Black.
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My watch is ended.
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