I, Brienne of Tarth, sentence you to die. Do you have any last words?
All I ever wanted was to fight for a lord I believed in.
I think you're making a terrible mistake.
So if I'm not going to be murdered and I'm not going to be banished...
Now, his soul is so light, he will float through the seven heavens like a bird.
I am Sansa Stark of Winterfell. This is my home.
A girl is not ready to become No One.
We have to know how to fight them.
You will find little joy in your command, but with luck you will have the strength to do what needs to be done.
Stop running. There's no justice in the world, not unless we make it.
Olly...
It's always changing, who we're supposed to love and who we're not.
You should have the decency to kneel before the gods.
How do I know you are who you say you are?
My ancestors would spit on me if I broke bread with a Crow.
You're as stubborn as your father, and as honorable.
Brother Lancel. We have abandoned our family names.
Who is innocent? Maybe all of you are. Maybe none of you are.
He murdered my father. If I ever see him again, I'll split him in two.
You have a good heart, Jon Snow.
A bastard by some tavern sl*t.
I know. About you and mother. I think a part of me always knew.
Because you don't belong across the sea with the bloody Stone Men.
Look at my face.
Can we bring you anything to eat or drink? I wish we had some wine for you.
I heard it was best to keep your enemies close.
Long, sullen silences and the occasional punch in the face.
No, your Grace, thank the Gods. But the Mad King gave his enemies the justice he thought they deserved, and each time, it made him feel powerful and right.
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