Queen of Thorns give you one last prick in the balls before saying goodbye?

Don't say it. Don't fucking say it.

lf l told you to murder an infant girl, say,

- I don't know. Ginger cunt, three tents down. - And he didn't have anything to say about it?

That's like saying I have a bigger cock than anyone in the Unsullied army.

They're paid to seem to like it.

I'm here to welcome you to the capital.

Listen to me, cunt.

Now, thanks to me,

Someone needs to teach those sad twats how to dig trenches.

Get word to the Blackfish.

You're supposed to stand out.

I'm glad to hear it.

I'll leave you to it.

It has to be me.

We managed to swim ashore.

What's left to fight for?

I'm to wed Lollys Stokeworth.

Clogged from balls to brains.

They were happy enough to take it when I gave it to them.