1.  May the Warrior grant him courage 
			  
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2.  and protect him in these perilous times. 
			  
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3.  May the Smith grant him strength 
			  
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4.  that he might bear this heavy burden. 
			  
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5.  And may the Crone, 
			  
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6.  she that knows the fate of all men, 
			  
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7.  show him the path he must walk 
			  
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8.  and guide him through the dark places
that lie ahead. 
			  
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9.  In the light of the Seven, 
			  
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10.  I now proclaim Tommen
of the House Baratheon, 
			  
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11.  First of His Name, 
			  
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12.  King of the Andals and the First Men 
			  
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13.  and Lord of the Seven Kingdoms. 
			  
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14.  Long may he reign! 
			  
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15.  Long may he reign! 
			  
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16.  Special day. 
			  
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17.  Your Grace. 
			  
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18.  Your Grace. 
			  
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19.  Your Grace. 
			  
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20.  Your Grace. 
			  
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21.  There he is. 
			  
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22.  Long may he reign. 
			  
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23.  He sits the throne like he was born to it. 
			  
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24.  Yes. He wasn't, though, was he? 
			  
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25.  No, he wasn't. 
			  
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26.  You still mourn for Joffrey? 
			  
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27.  He was my husband. My king. 
			  
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28.  He would have been your nightmare. 
			  
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29.  Your Grace, I feel... 
			  
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30.  You knew exactly what he was. 
			  
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31.  I did, too. 
			  
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32.  You never love anything in the world
the way you love your first child. 
			  
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33.  Doesn't matter what they do. 
			  
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34.  And what he did, it shocked me. 
			  
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35.  Do you think I'm easily shocked? 
			  
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36.  No. 
			  
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37.  The things he did shocked me. 
			  
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38.  He's only a boy. 
			  
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39.  A good, decent boy. He always has been. 
			  
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40.  Who was the last decent king, I wonder? 
			  
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41.  He could be the first man who sits on that
throne in 50 years to actually deserve it. 
			  
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42.  It would be some consolation, wouldn't it? 
			  
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43.  For all the horror that put him there. 
			  
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44.  He will need help 
			  
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45.  if he's going to rule well. 
			  
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46.  He has you. 
			  
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47.  A mother is not enough. 
			  
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48.  You're still interested in being queen? 
			  
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49.  After all that's happened? 
			  
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50.  It sounds strange, but I am... 
			  
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51.  I haven't even given any thought to it,
what comes next. 
			  
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52.  It would be a great honour, of course. 
			  
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53.  But I will have to speak
to my father about it. 
			  
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54.  Yes, speak to your father. 
			  
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55.  I'll speak to mine. 
			  
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56.  We may be faced with an alarming number
of weddings soon. 
			  
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57.  - (CHUCKLES)
- I won't even know what to call you. 
			  
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58.  Sister? 
			  
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59.  Or Mother? 
			  
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60.  King Joffrey Baratheon is dead. 
			  
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61.  Murdered at his own wedding. 
			  
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62.  And we've taken
the Meereenese navy, Your Grace. 
			  
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63.  The Second Sons took the navy. 
			  
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64.  Who told you to? 
			  
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65.  No one. 
			  
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66.  So why did you do it? 
			  
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67.  I heard you liked ships. 
			  
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68.  How many ships? 
			  
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69.  93, Your Grace. 
			  
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70.  How many men can they carry? 
			  
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71.  9,300, not counting sailors. 
			  
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72.  Would that be enough
to take King's Landing? 
			  
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73.  The Lannisters have more. 
			  
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74.  They've been fighting
Joffrey's wars for years. 
			  
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75.  They're tired, dispersed. 
			  
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76.  And now their king is dead. 
			  
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77.  8,000 Unsullied, 2,000 Second Sons 
			  
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78.  sailing into Blackwater Bay 
			  
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79.  and storming the gates without warning. 
			  
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80.  It's hard to say. It could be enough. 
			  
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81.  But we're not fighting to make you
queen of King's Landing. 
			  
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82.  10,000 men can't conquer Westeros. 
			  
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83.  The old houses
will flock to our queen 
			  
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84.  when she crosses the Narrow Sea. 
			  
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85.  The old houses will flock to
whichever side they think will win, 
			  
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86.  as they always have. 
			  
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87.  There's other news. 
			  
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88.  From Yunkai. 
			  
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89.  Without the Unsullied to enforce your rule, 
			  
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90.  the Wise Masters have
retaken control of the city. 
			  
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91.  They've reenslaved the freedmen
who stayed behind 
			  
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92.  and sworn to take revenge against you. 
			  
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93.  And in Astapor, 
			  
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94.  the council you installed
to rule over the city 
			  
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95.  has been overthrown
by a butcher named Cleon 
			  
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96.  who's declared himself
"His Imperial Majesty." 
			  
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97.  Please leave me. 
			  
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98.  Not you, Jorah. 
			  
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99.  It appears my liberation of Slaver's Bay
isn't going quite as planned. 
			  
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100.  You could sail for Westeros
and leave it all behind. 
			  
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101.  A boy sits on the Iron Throne. 
			  
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102.  A boy many believe to be
a bastard with no right to it. 
			  
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103.  They've never been more vulnerable. 
			  
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104.  You counselled me against
rashness once in Qarth. 
			  
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105.  I didn't listen. 
			  
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106.  That all worked out well. 
			  
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107.  How can I rule seven kingdoms 
			  
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108.  if I can't control Slaver's Bay? 
			  
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109.  Why should anyone trust me, 
			  
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110.  follow me? 
			  
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111.  You're a Targaryen, 
			  
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112.  the Mother of Dragons. 
			  
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113.  I need to be more than that. 
			  
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114.  I will not let those I have freed
slide back into chains. 
			  
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115.  I will not sail for Westeros. 
			  
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116.  What, then? 
			  
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117.  I will do what queens do. 
			  
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118.  I will rule. 
			  
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119.  Pull up your hood. 
			  
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120.  A memorable shade. 
			  
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121.  But how would they know? 
			  
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122.  You know what kind of stories
poor men enjoy the most? 
			  
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123.  Ones about rich girls they'll never meet. 
			  
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124.  Is this the only way into the Eyrie? 
			  
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125.  The mountains are impassable. 
			  
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126.  If you want to get to the Eyrie,
you need to go through the Bloody Gate. 
			  
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127.  It doesn't matter how large your army is, 
			  
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128.  if you attack this gate,
you do it on this road, 
			  
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129.  three men abreast, 
			  
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130.  and get slaughtered like goats. 
			  
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131.  The first Lords of the
Vale didn't have much, 
			  
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132.  but they had these mountains
and they knew how to use them. 
			  
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133.  And the fortress they built here
has never been overcome. 
			  
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134.  Not once in 1,000 years. 
			  
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135.  Know your strengths, use them wisely, 
			  
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136.  and one man can be worth 10,000. 
			  
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137.  Who would pass the Bloody Gate? 
			  
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138.  Lord Petyr Baelish and his niece Alayne. 
			  
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139.  Stand to. 
			  
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140.  Stand to! 
			  
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141.  Welcome back, Lord Baelish. 
			  
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142.  Uncle Petyr! 
			  
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143.  My lord. 
			  
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144.  Oh. 
			  
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145.  I have brought you a gift. 
			  
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146.  Lord Baelish. 
			  
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147.  - My lady.
- Look what Uncle Petyr brought me. 
			  
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148.  A beautiful gift for a beautiful boy. 
			  
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149.  It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance,
Lady Arryn. 
			  
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150.  - My name is...
- Oh, do take down that hood, child. 
			  
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151.  Don't you think I know who you are? 
			  
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152.  You think I'd let my intended
leave the Eyrie on urgent business 
			  
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153.  without knowing what that business was? 
			  
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154.  I let him go so he could
bring you here to me. 
			  
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155.  My flesh and blood. 
			  
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156.  It's wonderful to meet you, Aunt Lysa. 
			  
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157.  You mustn't call me that
in front of anyone else. 
			  
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158.  - I understand.
- No one can know you're here. 
			  
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159.  It would put us in a very
precarious position. 
			  
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160.  I would never say a thing. 
			  
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161.  The Lannisters want to destroy us. 
			  
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162.  They've been trying for years. 
			  
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163.  Now they know what it feels like. 
			  
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164.  Mummy said they killed your mother
and they chopped off your brother's head. 
			  
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165.  They did, and my father's. 
			  
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166.  They killed my father, too, with poison. 
			  
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167.  I wanted to make the little
Lannister baby man fly, (CHUCKLES) 
			  
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168.  but Mother said I couldn't. 
			  
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169.  Make him fly? 
			  
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170.  Through the Moon Door. 
			  
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171.  And on top of everything else, 
			  
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172.  they made you marry that filthy troll. 
			  
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173.  They made us both.
Lord Tyrion didn't want to. 
			  
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174.  I don't believe that. 
			  
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175.  Did he force himself on you? 
			  
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176.  - No. We never...
Good. 
			  
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177.  Robin, this is your cousin Sansa. 
			  
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178.  But you're not to call her Sansa
in front of anyone 
			  
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179.  but Uncle Petyr and myself.
Do you understand? 
			  
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180.  Sansa, this is my son Robin. 
			  
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181.  It's a pleasure to meet you, Robin. 
			  
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182.  Robin, show Sansa to her chamber.
Take the back stairs. 
			  
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183.  Go. We'll speak soon. 
			  
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184.  What took you so long? 
			  
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185.  Arranging for the ascension
of King Tommen I, 
			  
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186.  extricating Sansa, getting her here alive. 
			  
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187.  She's here. We've spent more than
enough time on her for one evening. 
			  
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188.  Let's get married tonight. 
			  
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189.  Ought we not... 
			  
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190.  inform the Lords of the Vale
about the ceremony? 
			  
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191.  (HUFFS) There's only one Lord of the Vale. 
			  
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192.  The others can all hang. 
			  
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193.  Lurking and simpering on the stairs
like buzzards the moment my husband died, 
			  
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194.  - trying to get their claws in me.
- I do think that we could wait until... 
			  
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195.  I'm done waiting, Petyr. 
			  
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196.  We had our wedding night many years ago. 
			  
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197.  Or don't you remember? 
			  
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198.  Like it was yesterday. 
			  
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199.  What wife would do for you
the things I've done? 
			  
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200.  What wife would trust you
the way I've trusted you? 
			  
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201.  When you gave me those drops 
			  
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202.  and told me to pour them into Jon's wine, 
			  
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203.  my husband's wine. 
			  
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204.  When you told me to write a letter to Cat 
			  
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205.  telling her it was the... 
			  
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206.  The deed is done. 
			  
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207.  Faded into nothing. 
			  
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208.  Only speaking of it can make it real. 
			  
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209.  Tonight it is, then. 
			  
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210.  Let me bathe and dress for the occasion. 
			  
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211.  Once I'm presentable,
I'll call on the Septon immediately. 
			  
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212.  I'm warning you. 
			  
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213.  I'm going to scream when
my husband makes love to me. 
			  
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214.  So loud they'll hear me
clear across the Narrow Sea. 
			  
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215.  When will the wedding take place
in your mind? 
			  
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216.  As soon as decency permits. 
			  
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217.  After we've allowed Tommen
the appropriate time to mourn his brother 
			  
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218.  and Margaery to mourn her husband. 
			  
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219.  - A fortnight?
- That seems reasonable. 
			  
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220.  No jugglers, no jousting dwarves, 
			  
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221.  no 77-course meals. 
			  
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222.  And your wedding to Loras? 
			  
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223.  Shortly after Tommen's. 
			  
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224.  - Shortly?
- A fortnight. 
			  
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225.  I know you don't like them. 
			  
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226.  I didn't like your husband. 
			  
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227.  Used to pat me on the back a lot. 
			  
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228.  I didn't trust him. 
			  
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229.  We had that in common. 
			  
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230.  You don't need to make formal alliances
with people you trust. 
			  
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231.  Then whom can we trust? 
			  
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232.  Ourselves alone. 
			  
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233.  The Tyrells 
			  
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234.  are our only true rivals
in terms of resources 
			  
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235.  and we need them on our side. 
			  
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236.  Robert wasn't particularly rich. 
			  
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237.  Robert had me funding him. 
			  
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238.  Wars swallow gold like a pit in the earth. 
			  
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239.  I suppose that explains
why we did so well in the last one. 
			  
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240.  Do you know how much gold was mined
in the Westerlands this past year? 
			  
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241.  Haven't a clue. 
			  
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242.  Your best guess. 
			  
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243.  Pounds, tons, ounces? 
			  
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244.  Doesn't matter. The answer is the same. 
			  
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245.  Can't be. 
			  
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246.  Our last working mine ran
dry three years ago. 
			  
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247.  Then how do we pay for anything? 
			  
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248.  The crown owes the Iron Bank of Braavos
a tremendous amount of money. 
			  
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249.  How much? 
			  
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250.  A tremendous amount. 
			  
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251.  There must be someone at the Iron Bank
you can speak to, come to some arrangement. 
			  
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252.  The Iron Bank is the Iron Bank.
There is no someone. 
			  
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253.  Someone does work there.
It is comprised of people. 
			  
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254.  And a temple is comprised of stones. 
			  
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255.  One stone crumbles
and another takes its place. 
			  
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256.  And the temple holds its form
for 1,000 years or more. 
			  
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257.  That's what the Iron Bank is, a temple. 
			  
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258.  We all live in its shadow
and almost none of us know it. 
			  
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259.  You can't run from them.
You can't cheat them. 
			  
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260.  You can't sway them with excuses. 
			  
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261.  If you owe them money
and you don't want to crumble yourself, 
			  
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262.  you pay it back. 
			  
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263.  Vesting the Tyrells in the crown
will help a great deal. 
			  
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264.  It's for the good of the family,
I understand that. 
			  
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265.  I'm not sure my brothers do. 
			  
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266.  I know you're building a strong case
against Tyrion. 
			  
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267.  And as a mother, that is your right. 
			  
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268.  But as a judge,
I cannot discuss the trial with you. 
			  
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269.  I respect that. 
			  
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270.  We don't need to discuss it. 
			  
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271.  The Lannister legacy
is the only thing that matters. 
			  
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272.  You've started wars to protect this family. 
			  
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273.  Turned your back on Jaime
for refusing to contribute to its future. 
			  
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274.  What does Tyrion deserve 
			  
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275.  for lighting that future on fire? 
			  
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276.  Joffrey. 
			  
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277.  Cersei. 
			  
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278.  Walder Frey. 
			  
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279.  Meryn Trant. 
			  
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280.  Tywin Lannister. 
			  
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281.  The Red Woman. 
			  
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282.  Beric Dondarrion. 
			  
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283.  Thoros of Myr. 
			  
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284.  Ilyn Payne. 
			  
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285.  The Mountain. 
			  
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286.  Would you shut up? 
			  
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287.  I can't sleep until I say the names. 
			  
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288.  The names of
every fucking person in Westeros? 
			  
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289.  Only the ones I'm going to kill. 
			  
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290.  Hate's as good a thing as any
to keep a person going. 
			  
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291.  Better than most. 
			  
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292.  We come across my brother, 
			  
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293.  maybe we can both cross
a name off our list. 
			  
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294.  If he were here right
now, what would you do? 
			  
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295.  I'd tell him to shut the fuck up
so I can get some sleep. 
			  
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296.  Go on, get it over with,
your list of doomed men. 
			  
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297.  I'm almost done. 
			  
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298.  Only one name left. 
			  
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299.  Go on. 
			  
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300.  The Hound. 
			  
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301.  Thank you. 
			  
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302.  Your mother always had a sweet tooth. 
			  
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303.  - Really?
- Oh, yes. 
			  
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304.  At suppertime,
she would go straight for honey cakes, 
			  
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305.  candied almonds, custard. 
			  
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306.  Anything sweet. 
			  
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307.  Eventually, your grandfather had to assign
a septa to watch her at meals. 
			  
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308.  Cat was the firstborn daughter after all. 
			  
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309.  It was important that she remain desirable 
			  
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310.  so Father could arrange
a good match for her 
			  
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311.  and she was starting to get fat. 
			  
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312.  My mother fat? 
			  
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313.  She never let me have my pudding
until I'd finished all my proper food. 
			  
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314.  This is before she married your father
and moved to the North. 
			  
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315.  By the time you were born,
your father's austerity had become hers. 
			  
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316.  Marriage changes people. 
			  
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317.  I didn't mean for you to stop. Enjoy them. 
			  
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318.  How do you like them? 
			  
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319.  They're delicious. 
			  
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320.  Where did you get the lemons?
You can't grow them up here. 
			  
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321.  Oh, gods, no. 
			  
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322.  Petyr had three crates
brought all the way from King's Landing. 
			  
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323.  He knew you liked lemon cakes. 
			  
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324.  He's so kind. 
			  
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325.  He really cares for you. 
			  
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326.  Think where you'd be without him. 
			  
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327.  In their clutches, on trial for murder. 
			  
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328.  Yes. I'm very lucky. 
			  
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329.  He feels responsible for you. 
			  
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330.  - Oh, I know he does. I'm so grateful.
- Why? 
			  
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331.  Why does he feel responsible for you? 
			  
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332.  Well, I'm half Tully.
He loved your family so much. 
			  
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333.  - Loved your mother.
- No. 
			  
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334.  That's what you wanted to say. 
			  
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335.  - He loves you, Aunt Lysa. He's married to you.
- Your mother never loved him. 
			  
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336.  Cat always went straight for
the sweetest thing. 
			  
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337.  The most obvious thing. Your Uncle Brandon. 
			  
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338.  Your handsome, arrogant,
cruel Uncle Brandon. 
			  
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339.  He almost killed Petyr in a duel. 
			  
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340.  And your mother loved him anyway. 
			  
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341.  And now Petyr is risking
his life to save you, 
			  
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342.  the daughter of a woman
who didn't love him. 
			  
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343.  No more than those whores in his brothels. 
			  
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344.  - Has he told you about them?
- No. 
			  
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345.  He hasn't told you about
the vile things they do with their bodies, 
			  
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346.  they let him do with their bodies? 
			  
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347.  - Never.
- Are you pregnant? 
			  
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348.  What? No, I told you.
Lord Tyrion and I never... 
			  
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349.  I wasn't asking about Tyrion. 
			  
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350.  What have you let Petyr do with your body? 
			  
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351.  - Aunt Lysa, no, I...
- Your young, pretty body. 
			  
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352.  - Nothing. I'm a virgin.
- Don't lie to me. 
			  
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353.  You're hurting me. 
			  
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354.  I'll know if you lie. 
			  
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355.  I'm a virgin, I swear it. 
			  
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356.  He loves you, Aunt Lysa. 
			  
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357.  All he says is that I'm stupid. 
			  
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358.  I'm a stupid little girl with stupid dreams
who never learns, 
			  
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359.  and I'm a terrible liar,
so I should always tell the truth. 
			  
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360.  And I swear to you that
he has never touched me. 
			  
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361.  - Not once, not ever.
- (SHUSHING) 
			  
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362.  It's all right. 
			  
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363.  It will all be all right. 
			  
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364.  You'll be a widow soon. 
			  
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365.  They'll execute that dwarf
for murdering the king 
			  
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366.  and you'll be free to marry Robin. 
			  
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367.  You'll be the Lady of the Vale. 
			  
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368.  Hmm. 
			  
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369.  Didn't they teach you how to ride a horse? 
			  
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370.  Yes, my lady, when I was young. 
			  
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371.  There wasn't much call for it
with Lord Tyrion, though. 
			  
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372.  He preferred litters. 
			  
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373.  Perhaps you should have stayed with him. 
			  
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374.  It's not going to be
a pleasant journey for you. 
			  
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375.  It could take weeks to get to the Wall,
depending on the weather. 
			  
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376.  That's a long way off. 
			  
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377.  Well, Lady Sansa's
brother's at Castle Black. 
			  
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378.  If I were her, that's where I'd go. 
			  
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379.  Feel free to stop at any point. 
			  
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380.  Never, my lady. I'm your squire. 
			  
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381.  I've made it this far in the world
without a squire. 
			  
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382.  I don't see why I need one now. 
			  
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383.  - All knights have squires, my lady.
- I'm not a knight. 
			  
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384.  And I'm not a slaver, either.
I don't own you. 
			  
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385.  I swore an oath, my lady. 
			  
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386.  I am releasing you from that oath. 
			  
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387.  That means you could leave. 
			  
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388.  I know. 
			  
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389.  What do you think will happen if you leave? 
			  
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390.  They'll say I wasn't a very good squire. 
			  
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391.  - The hell you doing?
- Practising. 
			  
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392.  - What, ways to die?
- No one's going to kill me. 
			  
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393.  They will if you nance around like that. 
			  
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394.  That's no way to fight. 
			  
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395.  It's not fighting. It's water dancing. 
			  
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396.  Dancing? 
			  
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397.  Maybe you ought to put on a dress. 
			  
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398.  Who taught you that shite? 
			  
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399.  The greatest swordsman who ever lived. 
			  
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400.  Syrio Forel, the First Sword
to the Sealord of Braavos. 
			  
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401.  Braavos. (SCOFFS) 
			  
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402.  Greasy-haired little bastard, I bet. 
			  
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403.  They all are. 
			  
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404.  What do you know about anything? 
			  
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405.  I bet his hair is greasier
than Joffrey's cunt. 
			  
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406.  - It was not.
- Was? He dead? 
			  
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407.  - Yes.
- How? 
			  
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408.  - He was killed.
- Who by? 
			  
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409.  - Meryn Trant. That's why Ser Meryn's on my...
- Meryn Trant? 
			  
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410.  The greatest swordsman who ever lived
killed by Meryn fucking Trant? 
			  
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411.  - He was outnumbered.
- Any boy whore with a sword 
			  
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412.  could beat three Meryn Trants. 
			  
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413.  Syrio didn't have a sword.
Or armour. Just a stick. 
			  
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414.  The greatest swordsman who ever lived
didn't have a sword? 
			  
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415.  All right. You have a sword.
Let's see what he taught you. 
			  
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416.  Go on, do it for your Braavosi friend. 
			  
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417.  Dead like all the rest of your friends. 
			  
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418.  Your friend's dead and Meryn Trant's not 
			  
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419.  'cause Trant had armour
and a big fucking sword. 
			  
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420.  Your Grace. 
			  
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421.  Prince Oberyn. Writing letters? 
			  
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422.  A poem, actually. 
			  
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423.  May I show you the gardens? 
			  
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424.  I couldn't very well refuse a royal escort. 
			  
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425.  No, you couldn't. 
			  
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426.  I didn't realise you were a poet. 
			  
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427.  Not a very good one. 
			  
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428.  For your paramour? 
			  
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429.  For one of my daughters. 
			  
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430.  You have several, don't you? 
			  
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431.  Eight. 
			  
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432.  Eight? 
			  
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433.  Eight daughters? 
			  
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434.  The fifth is difficult. 
			  
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435.  I named her after my sister Elia. 
			  
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436.  - Beautiful name.
- Yes. 
			  
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437.  But I can't say it without turning sad. 
			  
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438.  And after I turn sad, 
			  
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439.  I grow angry. 
			  
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440.  Perhaps that's why she's difficult. 
			  
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441.  The gods love their
stupid jokes, don't they? 
			  
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442.  Which joke is that? 
			  
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443.  You're a prince of Dorne. 
			  
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444.  A legendary fighter. 
			  
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445.  A brilliant man feared throughout Westeros. 
			  
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446.  But you could not save your sister. 
			  
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447.  I'm a Lannister. Queen for 19 years.
Daughter of the most powerful man alive. 
			  
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448.  But I could not save my son. 
			  
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449.  What good is power
if you cannot protect the ones you love? 
			  
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450.  We can avenge them. 
			  
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451.  Yes, we can avenge them. 
			  
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452.  You really believe Tyrion
murdered your son? 
			  
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453.  I know he did. 
			  
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454.  We will have a trial and
we will learn the truth. 
			  
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455.  We'll have a trial, anyway. 
			  
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456.  I haven't seen my daughter in over a year. 
			  
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457.  The last time I saw her, 
			  
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458.  she was swimming with two of my girls
in the Water Gardens. 
			  
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459.  Laughing in the sun. 
			  
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460.  I want to believe that. 
			  
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461.  I want to believe she's happy. 
			  
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462.  You have my word. 
			  
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463.  We don't hurt little girls in Dorne. 
			  
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464.  Everywhere in the world,
they hurt little girls. 
			  
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465.  Would you bring her a gift for me? 
			  
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466.  I wasn't there for her nameday. 
			  
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467.  I don't know when I'll see her again. 
			  
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468.  Anything at all. 
			  
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469.  The best shipwrights in King's Landing
have been working on it for months. 
			  
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470.  Myrcella loves the open water. 
			  
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471.  I will have it sailed down
to Sunspear for her. 
			  
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472.  Please tell her 
			  
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473.  her mother misses her very much. 
			  
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474.  Oh, no. 
			  
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475.  No, no. 
			  
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476.  Hells. 
			  
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477.  Gods. 
			  
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478.  Did you remove the skin? 
			  
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479.  No, my lady. 
			  
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480.  Have you ever cooked a rabbit before? 
			  
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481.  No, my lady. 
			  
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482.  Did you ever cook anything for Lord Tyrion? 
			  
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483.  No, my lady. 
			  
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484.  That was the cooks. 
			  
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485.  What are you doing? 
			  
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486.  I'm helping you with your armour. 
			  
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487.  I've been removing my own armour
for quite some time, thank you very much. 
			  
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488.  What exactly did you do for Lord Tyrion? 
			  
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489.  I brought him his meals
and cleared his table when he was finished. 
			  
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490.  I kept his clothing and linens clean. 
			  
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491.  Carried his messages
and returned the replies. 
			  
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492.  Mostly I poured wine. 
			  
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493.  Whilst in Lord Tyrion's service, 
			  
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494.  did you ever do anything
remotely related to combat? 
			  
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495.  I killed a man. 
			  
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496.  Who? 
			  
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497.  A Kingsguard. 
			  
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498.  He tried to kill Lord
Tyrion at the Blackwater. 
			  
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499.  How did you kill a Kingsguard? 
			  
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500.  I pushed a spear through
the back of his head. 
			  
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501.  Bloody ridiculous. 
			  
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502.  Help me with these straps. 
			  
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503.  - (WOMAN WHIMPERING)
- (RAST LAUGHING) 
			  
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504.  Hey. 
			  
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505.  - Get up.
- (WOMAN SOBBING) 
			  
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506.  Get up. 
			  
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507.  That's it, lad, put it inside. 
			  
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508.  Get the fire going again.
We're all freezing. 
			  
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509.  Aye. We need you in the journey.
I promise I'll do it. 
			  
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510.  I've got to have a piss. 
			  
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511.  Now keep quiet. 
			  
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512.  You need water. 
			  
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513.  It doesn't matter. 
			  
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514.  Of course it matters. 
			  
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515.  You mustn't let anything stop you. 
			  
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516.  They already have stopped me. 
			  
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517.  No. 
			  
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518.  You're not here. 
			  
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519.  You're far from here. 
			  
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520.  What does that mean? 
			  
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521.  At the hill. 
			  
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522.  A great weirwood tree. 
			  
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523.  You've seen it, too. 
			  
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524.  Meera and I, 
			  
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525.  even Hodor, 
			  
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526.  we're only here to guide you. 
			  
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527.  He's waiting for you. 
			  
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528.  We have to find it. 
			  
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529.  You have to make it. 
			  
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530.  We will. 
			  
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531.  This isn't the end. 
			  
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532.  Not for you. 
			  
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533.  Not yet. 
			  
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534.  How... 
			  
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535.  will we know the end? 
			  
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536.  You'll know. 
			  
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537.  Brothers. 
			  
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538.  You do move quiet. 
			  
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539.  - How many?
- Eleven men. 
			  
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540.  Most of them already drunk. 
			  
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541.  No guards posted. They don't seem
to have a care in the world. 
			  
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542.  We'll carve them up like walnut pie. 
			  
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543.  Karl was the top paid cutthroat
in Flea Bottom. 
			  
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544.  I've seen what he can do with a knife. 
			  
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545.  Have you seen what I can do with a knife? 
			  
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546.  (CHUCKLES) Not yet. 
			  
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547.  There's a hut on the west side of the keep.
We should steer clear of it. 
			  
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548.  Why? 
			  
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549.  They've got some hounds chained up inside. 
			  
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550.  Closer we can get without
the dogs sniffing us, the better. 
			  
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551.  New moon tonight. 
			  
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552.  (SIGHS) Get some rest. 
			  
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553.  We move at sundown. 
			  
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554.  I've always liked a girl with curls. 
			  
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555.  A touch of class. 
			  
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556.  You take whatever's left. 
			  
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557.  Get her up. 
			  
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558.  Stop. 
			  
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559.  - Stop. What are you doing?
Hodor. 
			  
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560.  - Hodor.
- Stop. 
			  
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561.  Stop! 
			  
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562.  Hodor.
Stop! 
			  
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563.  - Please.
- Hodor. 
			  
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564.  - Please, get off her!
- Hodor. 
			  
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565.  Please, leave her alone! 
			  
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566.  Please, stop. Stop. 
			  
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567.  - What are you doing? Leave her alone!
- Hodor. 
			  
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568.  No! 
			  
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569.  - Shh, shh, shh.
- (WHIMPERING) 
			  
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570.  Shh. 
			  
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571.  You've got pretty hair, don't you? 
			  
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572.  Now what is
a pretty little highborn girl like you 
			  
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573.  doing out here in the deep, dark woods, eh? 
			  
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574.  You left your daddy's castle
looking for trouble, didn't you? 
			  
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575.  No dresses for you. 
			  
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576.  You like it rough, don't you? 
			  
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577.  You like it in the gutter, don't you? 
			  
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578.  If you let my sister go, I can help you. 
			  
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579.  - You can help me?
- I can. 
			  
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580.  And how you gonna do that? 
			  
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581.  I have the sight. I can see things. 
			  
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582.  That's very helpful. 
			  
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583.  Things that haven't happened yet. 
			  
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584.  What a fine thing. 
			  
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585.  A fine thing. 
			  
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586.  Have you seen
what I'm gonna do to your sister? 
			  
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587.  What they're going to do? 
			  
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588.  No. 
			  
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589.  Don't close your eyes. 
			  
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590.  I saw you die tonight. 
			  
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591.  I saw your body burn. 
			  
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592.  I saw the snow fall and bury your bones. 
			  
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593.  To arms! 
			  
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594.  They're here, the Night's Watch. 
			  
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595.  Rescue party is here, lads. 
			  
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596.  Lady. 
			  
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597.  - Is Jon with you?
- Aye. 
			  
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598.  I'll take you to him. 
			  
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599.  You're Brandon Stark? 
			  
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600.  - (GASPS)
- Hodor. 
			  
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601.  The little crippled lord.
We're going for a ride, boy. 
			  
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602.  Jon! 
			  
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603.  Keep talking and I'll cut
your friends' throats. 
			  
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604.  Starting with the idiot. 
			  
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605.  Do you hear? 
			  
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606.  Hodor! 
			  
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607.  Hodor. 
			  
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608.  Hodor. 
			  
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609.  Hodor. 
			  
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610.  Hodor. 
			  
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611.  Hodor, get his knife. Cut me loose. 
			  
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612.  - Hodor, get his knife.
- Hodor. 
			  
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613.  Cut me loose, Hodor. 
			  
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614.  Jojen and Meera, free them. 
			  
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615.  Go! 
			  
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616.  - (SWORDS CLANKING)
- (MEN SHOUTING) 
			  
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617.  Jon. 
			  
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618.  Jon! 
			  
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619.  If he sees you, he won't let you go north. 
			  
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620.  - He's my brother.
- And wants to protect you. 
			  
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621.  He'll take you back to Castle Black. 
			  
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622.  They're coming from that way as well! 
			  
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623.  You have to decide. 
			  
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624.  Do you want to find the three-eyed raven? 
			  
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625.  Hodor.
Hodor. 
			  
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626.  We need to free Summer. 
			  
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627.  And we need to go. 
			  
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628.  - (SHOUTS)
- (GROANS) 
			  
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629.  Lord Snow. 
			  
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630.  Are you bringing me back for trial? 
			  
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631.  We had a good thing here. 
			  
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632.  We were free men. 
			  
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633.  You'll never be free. 
			  
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634.  You'll never know what that's like. 
			  
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635.  You learn how to fight in a castle? 
			  
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636.  Some old man teach you how to stand, 
			  
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637.  how to parry? 
			  
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638.  How to fight with honour? 
			  
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639.  You know what's wrong with honour? 
			  
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640.  You. 
			  
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641.  Are you all right? 
			  
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642.  Come with me. 
			  
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643.  Come on. 
			  
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644.  We lost four brothers? 
			  
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645.  Five. 
			  
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646.  What the seven hells
could do that to a man? 
			  
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647.  I count 10 dead mutineers. 
			  
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648.  Locke said there were 11 of them. 
			  
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649.  Where's Rast? 
			  
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650.  - (ROARING)
- (RAST SCREAMS) 
			  
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651.  - Here's another.
- Jon. 
			  
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652.  Where in seven hells? 
			  
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653.  Come here. 
			  
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654.  I missed you, boy. 
			  
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655.  What should we do with this lot? 
			  
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656.  It's not safe for you here on your own. 
			  
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657.  Mance Rayder has an army heading this way
and there's worse out there than Mance. 
			  
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658.  Come with us to Castle Black. 
			  
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659.  We can find you work. Keep you safe. 
			  
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660.  Meaning all respect, ser crow, 
			  
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661.  Craster beat us and worse. 
			  
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662.  Your brother crows beat us and worse. 
			  
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663.  We'll find our own way. 
			  
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664.  You want to stay here? 
			  
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665.  In Craster's Keep? 
			  
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666.  (SPITS) Burn it to the ground 
			  
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667.  and all the dead with it. 
			  
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