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It's -
What is it?
... I, Eddard of the House Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North, sentence you to die.
Yes, yes. Enough of the bloody pomp. Have at it!
You're right. Take him alive. Kill his men.
A crown for a king.
Not today.
I already have.
So be it.
Alright.
Our two houses have always been close, which is why I'm begging you to reconsider this battle. Negotiate a peace with your brother.
No, please stop it!
You'll have to die.
Matthos, get down!
I'll get you milk of the poppy. Tell me where to find it.
Let 'em fight!
You are a bastard. A daughter-f*cking, wildling bastard.
Dracarys.
You were right the whole time.
Robb!
The Lannisters send their regards.
Fine little blade. Maybe I'll pick teeth with it.
Please, Joffrey! Joffrey, what is it? Help him!
First, you'll want your pay. Ten thousand, was it?
Hodor! Hodor! Hodor!
Oh, my sweet wife. My sweet, silly wife. I have only loved one woman - only one - my entire life… Your sister.
Elia Martell! I killed her children, then I raped her… Then I smashed her head in like this!
Maester Aemon is coming. He's going to make it alright.
We'll go back there.
I am your son. I have always been your son.
Behold the fate of those who choose the darkness.
If you have any last words, my lord, now is the time.
Do you have any last words?
If I'm going to die, let it happen while there's still some of me left.
Do you know who you are? You're no one. You're nothing.
For the Watch.
Your son is weak, just like you. And weak men will never rule Dorne again.
Thank you for saying that. It means a great deal to me.
I am the storm, brother. The first storm and the last. And you're in my way.
No. Now it ends.
I'm sure you would, Ser Alliser.
I fought, I lost, now I rest. But you, Lord Snow, you'll be fighting their battles forever.
Hold the door!
No, you have to run, remember? Those are the rules.
They were. Now they're starving.
I'm very sorry, your grace. Very sorry.
The last thing you're going to see is a Stark smiling down at you as you die.
No, I made sure of that.
Thank you for all your many lessons, Lord Baelish. I'll never forget them.
Obey your Queen, Ser Gregor.
