Ayra Stark/Nobody: Aha! No one will recognise me wearing the face of a Frey!
Lady Stoneheart: Hang her.
Somewhere in the North
Ramsey Bolton: Reek! There you are. Come over here, I want to show you something. Look, it's the corpse of Theon Greyjoy.
Reek Number Three/Mance Rayder: Very interesting m'lord.
In a Musty Bedchamber somewhere
Arianne: Oh Damphair! Our plan to take the Iron Throne has almost succeeded, we are the two most important people in Westeros. Lets make sweet love.
Damphair: Silence saltwife, I'm praying to the Drowned God to make your father do something.
Beyond the Wall
Bran: So what's point of all this?
Bloodraven: We just watch events from affair, occasionally messing around with little crippled boys heads.
Bran: Nothing else?
Bloodraven: We are trees you know.
Somewhere in Essos
Dany: Westeros is that way! That way!
Drogon: Roar! *pounces on a child and continues his flight to Sothoros*
Jamie: What are you doing?
Jamie: Shouldn't you be plotting revenge?
Cersei: No. I've learned my lesson.
Jamie: Your no fun anymore.
Some Time Later in King's Landing
Sandor Clegane: I've come here to kill you brother.
Huge Knight: *Removes Helmet*
Sandor Clegane: Oh Seven Gods.... Who the bloody hell are you?
Varys: You know, you shouldn't expect everything to work out how you expect it. As poor Shagga here would tell you.
Sansa: Petyr, I'd just to say how grateful I am for everything you've done. You really are splendid chap after all, winning back the North for me like that and defeating Damphair's Martell-Greyjoy alliance. So I have a surprise for you, dearest Littlefinger.
Littlefinger: Cat, is that you?
Lady Stoneheart: Do you still love me despite what I've become?
Littlefinger: Catelyn, I've only loved one women in my entire life.
Lady Stoneheart: Croak?
Littlefinger: .... Only Lysa.
Lady Stoneheart: Waaaaa!
Littlefinger: I did tell you not to trust me.
Melisandre: Jon is Azor Ahai reborn!
Lord Commander Dolorious Ed: Really? Too bad he died at the end of the last book, eh. Even I didn't see that coming.
Ghost: *mournful howl*
Sir Barristen: My Queen, we've found you at last.
Dany: *wipes off sizzling child grease* You know... I've been thinking... Perhaps we should spend a little more time in Meereen.
Edited by Maponus, 20 November 2011 - 05:20 AM.