- My lord, I... - Don't deny it. You know it's true.

It didn't last long. I didn't know what the hell I was doing.

- I know. - You do not know.

Your dominion over the Vale begins now!

I don't know what you want.

If I had the sense the gods gave a fish, I'd hand you both over to the Lannisters.

This war is far from over.

- Give it. - I can't.

I'll know.

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

- I... - Look at its eyes.

No one knows.

Save him and I will free you. I swear it.

It is not your sword I want.

You must know a way.

Last night... a Moon Brother stabbed a Stone Crow over a sausage.

Come on, I want to have a look at it in the light.

He thought it was time I had a woman.

so I had a new pommel made. It's called Longclaw.

You'll be dead. How will you know?