— You're not like your sister. You're not. You're better than she is. You're a good man and you can't save her. You don't need to die with her. Stay here. Stay with me. Please. Stay.
— You think I'm a good man? I pushed a boy out a tower window, crippled him for life for Cersei. I strangled my cousin with my own hands just to get back to Cersei. I would have murdered every man, woman and child in Riverrun for Cersei. She's hateful. And so am I.
Good prisoners breed good jailers, apparently.
— You promise me a lordship and a castle and a highborn beauty for a wife.
— And you'll get all three. A Lannister always...
— Don't say it. Don't fucking say it.
— Very handsome armor. Not a scratch on it.
— I know. People have been swinging at me for years, but they always seem to miss.
— You've chosen your opponents wisely then.
— I have a knack for it.
— What are you doing?
— I'm dying.
— You can't die. You need to live to take revenge.
— I don't care about revenge.
— You coward. A little misfortune and you're giving up.
— Misfor... Misfortune?
— You lost your hand.
— My sword hand I was that hand.
— You have a taste, one taste of the real world where people have important things taken from them, and you whine and cry and quit.
— You understand. On some level you understand that you're an evil man.
— I'll leave the judgments to the gods.
— Well, that is convenient for you.
Only a fool makes threats he's not prepared to carry out.
— And once we've got the princess, then what?
— I like to improvise.
— That explains the golden hand.
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