- [the Hound's fear of fire is renewed when watching people burn to death, and he refuses to keep fighting]
- Sandor Clegane: I lost half of my men. The Blackwater is on fire.
- Joffrey Baratheon: Dog, I command you to go back up there and fight!
- [the Hound shakes his head]
- Tyrion Lannister: You're in the Kingsguard, Clegane. We must beat them back or they're going to take the city... your king's city.
- Sandor Clegane: Fuck the Kingsguard. Fuck the city. Fuck the king.
- [the Hound walks away]
- Joffrey Baratheon: Hound, tell the Hand that his King has asked him a question.
- Sandor Clegane: The King has asked you a question.
- Tyrion Lannister: Sir Lancel, tell the Hound to tell the King that the Hand is extremely busy.
- Lancel Lannister: The Hand of the King would like me to tell you to tell the King that...
- Joffrey Baratheon: If I tell the Hound to cut you in half, he'll do it without a second thought.
- Tyrion Lannister: That would make me the quarter-man. Just doesn't have the same ring to it.
- Tyrion Lannister: Don't fight for a king. Don't fight for his kingdoms. Don't fight for honor, don't fight for glory, don't fight for riches, because you won't get any. This is your city Stannis means to sack. That's your gate he's ramming. If he gets in, it will be your house that burns. Your gold he steals, your women he rapes. Those are brave men knocking at our door. Let's go kill them!
- [Varys listens to the bells toll the alarm before the battle]
- Lord Varys: I've always hated the bells. They ring for horror. A dead king, a city under siege...
- Tyrion Lannister: A wedding.
- Lord Varys: Exactly.
- [Tyrion and Bronn shake hands before the battle]
- Bronn: Don't get killed.
- Tyrion Lannister: Nor you, my friend.
- Bronn: Oh... are we friends now?
- Tyrion Lannister: Of course we are. Just because I pay you for your services doesn't diminish our friendship.
- Bronn: Enhances it, really.
- Tyrion Lannister: Oh, "enhances". Fancy word for a sellsword.
- Bronn: Been spending time with fancy folks.
- [Sansa runs back to her chambers during the battle. The Hound, drunk and despondent, is sitting on her bed in the shadows, waiting for her]
- Sandor Clegane: The lady's starting to panic.
- Sansa Stark: [frightened] What are you doing here?
- Sandor Clegane: Not here for long. I'm going.
- Sansa Stark: Where?
- Sandor Clegane: Someplace that isn't burning. North, might be. Could be.
- Sansa Stark: What about the king?
- Sandor Clegane: He can die just fine on his own.
- [the Hound takes a long drink from his skin of wine]
- Sandor Clegane: I could take you with me. Take you to Winterfell.
- [the Hound stands up]
- Sandor Clegane: I'll keep you safe. You want to go home?
- Sansa Stark: I'll be safe here. Stannis won't hurt me.
- [the Hound suddenly grabs Sansa's arm]
- Sandor Clegane: Look at me! Stannis is a killer. The Lannisters are killers. Your father was a killer. Your brother is a killer. Your sons will be killers someday. The world is built by killers... so you better get used to looking at them.
- Sansa Stark: [in a quietly defiant voice] You won't hurt me.
- [pause]
- Sandor Clegane: No, little bird, I won't hurt you.
- [the Hound walks out]
- Bronn: [notices Tyrion's axe] You sure you know how to use that?
- Tyrion Lannister: I chopped wood once. No, I watched my brother chopping wood once.
- Bronn: I saw you kill a man with a shield, you'll be unstoppable with an axe.
- [down in the Red Keep, Cersei is drinking wine, while the battle rages outside]
- Cersei Lannister: [to Sansa] It was *expected* of me, as it will be of you if you ever become Joffrey's queen. *If* my wretched brother should somehow prevail, these *hens* will return to their *cocks* and *crow* of how my courage *inspired* them. Lifted their spirits.
- Sansa Stark: And if the city should fall?
- Cersei Lannister: You'd like that, wouldn't you? The Red Keep should hold for a time, long enough for me to go to the walls and yield to Lord Stannis in person. If it were anyone else outside those gates, I might have hoped for a private audience, but this is *Stannis Baratheon.* I'd have a better chance of seducing his horse. Have I shocked you, little dove? Tears aren't a woman's only weapon. The best one's between your legs. Learn how to use it.
- [Cersei holds up her glass]
- Cersei Lannister: Drink.
- [Sansa and Shae watch Joffrey and the soldiers head off to the Battle of the Blackwater]
- Shae: Some of those boys will never come back.
- Sansa Stark: Joffrey will. The worst ones always live.
- Shae: Shh.
- Cersei Lannister: Sansa? Come here, little dove.
- Sansa Stark: My queen.
- Cersei Lannister: What are you doing?
- Sansa Stark: Praying.
- Cersei Lannister: You're perfect, aren't you? Praying? What are you praying for?
- Sansa Stark: For the gods to have mercy on us all.
- Cersei Lannister: Oh? On all of us?
- Sansa Stark: Yes, Your Grace.
- Cersei Lannister: Even me?
- Sansa Stark: Of course, Your Grace.
- Cersei Lannister: Even Joffrey?
- Sansa Stark: Joffrey is my...
- Cersei Lannister: Oh, shut up, you little fool. Praying for the gods to have mercy on us all? The gods have no mercy, that's why they are gods. My father told me that when he caught me praying. My mother had just died, you see. I didn't really understand the concept of death. The finality of it. I thought if I prayed very very hard, the gods would return her to me. I was four.
- Sansa Stark: Your father doesn't believe in the gods?
- Cersei Lannister: He believes in them, he just doesn't like them very much.
- Armeca: You've got a pretty voice.
- Bronn: Thank you very much.
- Armeca: And I like your nose. How many times you break it?
- Bronn: Now, let's see... First time, I was five. Me mam smacked me with an iron poker.
- Armeca: Ooh.
- Bronn: Oh, I wasn't me she was aiming at. She were trying for me little brother. Now, he was a real pest. Second time, I was nine. Got in a scrap with a few older boys. They won. Third time... eh, you don't want to know about the third time.
- [Armeca kisses Bronn's nose]
- Armeca: Poor nose.
- Bronn: Don't feel sorry for him. He'll be halfway up your arse before the night's through.
- [Stannis speaks to his soldiers outside King's Landing]
- Stannis Baratheon: Come with me and take this city!
- Cersei Lannister: [to Sansa] Do you have any notion of what happens when a city is sacked? No, you wouldn't, would you? If the city falls, these fine women should be in for a bit of a rape. Half of them will have bastards in their bellies come the morning. You'll be glad of your red flower then. When a man's blood is up, anything with tits looks good. A precious thing like you will look very, very good. A slice of cake just waiting to be eaten.
- [Tyrion is enraged to see the Hound drinking during the battle]
- Tyrion Lannister: [sarcastically] Can I get you some iced milk? And a nice bowl of raspberries, too?
- [Tyrion is heading off to the battle]
- Sansa Stark: I will pray for your safe return, my lord.
- Tyrion Lannister: Will you?
- Sansa Stark: [with irony] Of course. Just as I pray for the King's.
- [Varys watches the boy helping Tyrion put on his armor]
- Lord Varys: Podrick, is that it?
- Tyrion Lannister: "Is that it?" Nice touch. As if you don't know the name of every boy in town.
- Lord Varys: I'm not entirely sure what you're suggesting.
- Tyrion Lannister: I'm entirely sure you're entirely sure what I'm suggesting.
- Cersei Lannister: [slightly drunk] When we were young, Jaime and I, we were so much alike, even our father couldn't tell us apart. I could never understand why they treated us differently. Jaime was taught to fight with sword and lance and mace, and I was taught to smile and sing and please. He was heir to Casterly Rock, and I was sold to some stranger like a horse to be ridden whenever he desired.
- Sansa Stark: You were Robert's Queen.
- Cersei Lannister: And you will be Joffrey's. Enjoy.
- [the Hound confronts Bronn at the brothel]
- Sandor Clegane: You think you're hard man?
- Bronn: [chuckles] Ho-ho... I KNOW it.
- [the other soldiers join Bronn's laughter]
- Sandor Clegane: If any of these flaming fucking arrows come near me, I'll strangle you with your own guts!
- Sansa Stark: [about Cersei] I don't know why she sent for me. She hates me.
- Shae: Maybe she hates you less than she hates everyone else.
- Sansa Stark: I doubt it.
- Shae: Maybe she's jealous of you.
- Sansa Stark: Why should she be jealous?
- Cersei Lannister: Sansa.
- [Sansa approaches Cersei]
- Cersei Lannister: I was wondering where our little dove had flown. You look pale, child. Is your red flower still blooming?
- Sansa Stark: Yes.
- Cersei Lannister: Fitting, isn't it? The men will bleed out there, and you will bleed in here. Pour Lady Sansa some wine.
- Sansa Stark: I'm not thirsty, Your Grace.
- Cersei Lannister: So? I didn't offer you water.
- [last scene: Tywin enters, just in time before Cersei would have killed Tommen]
- Tywin Lannister: The battle is over. We have won!