Game of Thrones (TV Series)
The Kingsroad (2011)
Sophie Turner: Sansa Stark
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Quotes
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Robert Baratheon : Now, child... tell me what happened. Tell it to all and tell it true. It's a great crime to lie to a king.
Sansa Stark : I don't know. I don't remember. Everything happened so fast. I didn't see.
[Arya grabs Sansa by the hair]
Arya Stark : Liar! Liar, liar, liar!
Eddard Stark : Hey, stop it! That's enough of that.
Arya Stark : Liar, liar, liar!
[Ned pulls his daughters apart]
Eddard Stark : Stop! Arya!
Cersei Lannister : She's as wild as that animal of hers. I want her punished.
Robert Baratheon : What would you have me do, whip her through the streets? Damn it, children fight. It's over.
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[Arya is falsely accused of an unprovoked attack on Joffrey]
Robert Baratheon : Ned, see to it that your daughter is disciplined. I'll do the same with my son.
Eddard Stark : Gladly, Your Grace.
Cersei Lannister : And what of the direwolf? What of the beast that savaged your son?
Robert Baratheon : I'd forgot the damned wolf.
Jaime Lannister : We found no trace of the direwolf, Your Grace.
Robert Baratheon : No? So be it.
Cersei Lannister : We have another wolf.
Robert Baratheon : As you will.
Eddard Stark : You can't mean it.
Robert Baratheon : A direwolf's no pet. Get her a dog. She'll be happier for it.
Sansa Stark : He doesn't mean Lady, does he? No, no, not Lady! Lady didn't bite anyone! She's good!
Arya Stark : Lady wasn't there! You leave her alone!
Sansa Stark : [to Ned] Stop them. Don't let them do it. Please, please, it wasn't Lady!
Eddard Stark : [to Robert] Is this your command, Your Grace?
[Robert leaves without answering]
Cersei Lannister : Where is the beast?
Jaime Lannister : Chained up outside, Your Grace.
Cersei Lannister : Ser Ilyn, do me the honor.
Eddard Stark : No. Jory... take the girls to their rooms. If it must be done, then I'll do it myself.
Cersei Lannister : Is this some trick?
Eddard Stark : The wolf is of the North. She deserves better than a butcher.
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Sansa Stark : [referring to Ilyn Payne] Why won't he speak to me?
Sandor Clegane : He hasn't been very talkative these last 20 years. Since the Mad King had his tongue ripped out with hot pincers.
Joffrey Baratheon : He speaks damn well with his sword, though. Ser Ilyn Payne, the King's Justice. The royal executioner.
[Joffrey notices Sansa is scared]
Joffrey Baratheon : What is it, sweet lady? Does the Hound frighten you? Away with you, dog. You're scaring my lady.
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[Joffrey offers Sansa a canteen of wine]
Sansa Stark : I probably shouldn't have any more. Father only lets us have one cup at feasts.
Joffrey Baratheon : My princess can drink as much as she wants.
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Joffrey Baratheon : And who are you, boy?
Mycah : Mycah, my lord.
Sansa Stark : He's the butcher's boy.
Arya Stark : He's my friend.
Joffrey Baratheon : A butcher's boy who wants to be a knight, eh?
[drawing his sword]
Joffrey Baratheon : Pick up your sword, butcher's boy. Let's see how good you are.
Mycah : She asked me to, my lord. She asked me to.
Joffrey Baratheon : I'm your prince, not your lord, and I said pick up your sword.
Mycah : It's not a sword, my prince. It's only a stick.
Joffrey Baratheon : And you're not a knight. Only a butcher's boy. That was my lady's sister you were hitting, do you know that?
Arya Stark : Stop it!
Sansa Stark : Arya, stay out of this.
Joffrey Baratheon : I won't hurt him... much.