[Book Spoilers] Pre-airing Discussion
#501
Posted 20 May 2012 - 06:48 PM
#502
Posted 20 May 2012 - 06:48 PM
House Snow, on 20 May 2012 - 06:15 PM, said:
A Clash of Kings, page 568:
“Would you like to see her? I thought you might.” Cersei crossed
the room and threw open the heavy oaken door. “Bring in my
brother’s whore.”
Ser Osmund’s brothers Osney and Osfryd were peas from the same pod,
tall men with hooked noses, dark hair, and cruel smiles. She hung
between them, eyes wide and white in her dark face. Blood trickled
from her broken lip, and he could see bruises through her torn
clothing. Her hands were bound with rope, and they’d gagged her so she
could not speak.
“You said she wouldn’t be hurt.”
“She fought.” Unlike his brothers, Osney Kettleblack was cleanshaven, so
the scratches showed plainly on his bare cheeks. “Got claws like a
shadowcat, this one.”
“Bruises heal,” said Cersei in a bored tone. “The whore will live. So
long as Joff does.”
Tyrion wanted to laugh at her. It would have been so sweet, so very very
sweet, but it would have given the game away. You’ve lost, Cersei, and
the Kettleblacks are even bigger fools than Bronn claimed. All he needed
to do was say the words.
Instead he looked at the girl’s face and said, “You swear you’ll release
her after the battle?”
“If you release Tommen, yes.”
He pushed himself to his feet. “Keep her then, but keep her safe. If
these animals think they can use her... well, sweet sister, let me point
out that a scale tips two ways.” His tone was calm, flat, uncaring; he’d
reached for his father’s voice, and found it. “Whatever happens to her
happens to Tommen as well, and that includes the beatings and rapes.” If
she thinks me such a monster, I’ll play the part for her.
Cersei had not expected that. “You would not dare.”
Tyrion made himself smile, slow and cold. Green and black, his eyes
laughed at her. “Dare? I’ll do it myself.”
His sister’s hand flashed at his face, but he caught her wrist and bent
it back until she cried out. Osfryd moved to her rescue. “One more step
and I’ll break her arm,” the dwarf warned him. The man stopped. “You
remember when I said you’d never hit me again, Cersei?” He shoved her to
the floor and turned back to the Kettleblacks. “Untie her and remove
that gag.”
The rope had been so tight as to cut off the blood to her hands. She
cried out in pain as the circulation returned. Tyrion massaged her
fingers gently until feeling returned. “Sweetling,” he said, “you must
be brave. I am sorry they hurt you.”
“I know you’ll free me, my lord.”
“I will,” he promised, and Alayaya bent over and kissed him on the
brow. Her broken lips left a smear of blood on his forehead. A bloody
kiss is more than I deserve, Tyrion thought. She would never have been
hurt but for me.
Her blood still marked him as he looked down at the queen. “I have never
liked you, Cersei, but you were my own sister, so I never did you harm.
You’ve ended that. I will hurt you for this. I don’t know how yet, but
give me time. A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy,
and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you’ll know
the debt is paid.”
#503
Posted 20 May 2012 - 06:54 PM
#504
Posted 20 May 2012 - 06:59 PM
#505
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:07 PM
Answer me
these questions three
ere the coming ep you see:
- When and how will Danny-Aerys get back at Zarro-Zhoan Ducksauce for stealing her widdle babies?
- When and how does she get to unload his vault of treasures?
- Where is Doreah, and does she have Drogon?
#506
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:11 PM
#507
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:14 PM
#508
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:19 PM
CrypticWeirwood, on 20 May 2012 - 07:07 PM, said:
Answer me
these questions three
ere the coming ep you see:
- When and how will Danny-Aerys get back at Zarro-Zhoan Ducksauce for stealing her widdle babies?
- When and how does she get to unload his vault of treasures?
- Where is Doreah, and does she have Drogon?
1.....
2.....
3. Yup.
(clever and funny post, btw)
#509
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:27 PM
#510
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:28 PM
CrypticWeirwood, on 20 May 2012 - 06:48 PM, said:
“Would you like to see her? I thought you might.” Cersei crossed the room and threw open the heavy oaken door. “Bring in my brother’s whore.” Ser Osmund’s brothers Osney and Osfryd were peas from the same pod, tall men with hooked noses, dark hair, and cruel smiles. She hung between them, eyes wide and white in her dark face. Blood trickled from her broken lip, and he could see bruises through her torn clothing. Her hands were bound with rope, and they’d gagged her so she could not speak. “You said she wouldn’t be hurt.” “She fought.” Unlike his brothers, Osney Kettleblack was cleanshaven, so the scratches showed plainly on his bare cheeks. “Got claws like a shadowcat, this one.” “Bruises heal,” said Cersei in a bored tone. “The whore will live. So long as Joff does.” Tyrion wanted to laugh at her. It would have been so sweet, so very very sweet, but it would have given the game away. You’ve lost, Cersei, and the Kettleblacks are even bigger fools than Bronn claimed. All he needed to do was say the words. Instead he looked at the girl’s face and said, “You swear you’ll release her after the battle?” “If you release Tommen, yes.” He pushed himself to his feet. “Keep her then, but keep her safe. If these animals think they can use her... well, sweet sister, let me point out that a scale tips two ways.” His tone was calm, flat, uncaring; he’d reached for his father’s voice, and found it. “Whatever happens to her happens to Tommen as well, and that includes the beatings and rapes.” If she thinks me such a monster, I’ll play the part for her. Cersei had not expected that. “You would not dare.” Tyrion made himself smile, slow and cold. Green and black, his eyes laughed at her. “Dare? I’ll do it myself.” His sister’s hand flashed at his face, but he caught her wrist and bent it back until she cried out. Osfryd moved to her rescue. “One more step and I’ll break her arm,” the dwarf warned him. The man stopped. “You remember when I said you’d never hit me again, Cersei?” He shoved her to the floor and turned back to the Kettleblacks. “Untie her and remove that gag.” The rope had been so tight as to cut off the blood to her hands. She cried out in pain as the circulation returned. Tyrion massaged her fingers gently until feeling returned. “Sweetling,” he said, “you must be brave. I am sorry they hurt you.” “I know you’ll free me, my lord.” “I will,” he promised, and Alayaya bent over and kissed him on the brow. Her broken lips left a smear of blood on his forehead. A bloody kiss is more than I deserve, Tyrion thought. She would never have been hurt but for me. Her blood still marked him as he looked down at the queen. “I have never liked you, Cersei, but you were my own sister, so I never did you harm. You’ve ended that. I will hurt you for this. I don’t know how yet, but give me time. A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you’ll know the debt is paid.”
one of the best scenes in the series and should be great on screen
Edited by SerMixalot, 20 May 2012 - 07:30 PM.
#512
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:30 PM
#513
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:33 PM
I guess Ducky won’t be bringing Thirteen’s thirteen gift-ships to Meereen to try to bribe our dragon-queenie to get the hell out of Dodge, I mean Slavers’ Bay.
Edited by CrypticWeirwood, 20 May 2012 - 07:37 PM.
#514
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:37 PM
#515
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:38 PM
#517
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:42 PM
Kevin79, on 20 May 2012 - 07:37 PM, said:
I can’t see how even a trio of dragonlings no bigger than a bouncing baby bunny rabbit are going to cause the levels of destruction needed here.
Edited by CrypticWeirwood, 20 May 2012 - 07:42 PM.
#518
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:43 PM
#520
Posted 20 May 2012 - 07:46 PM
Edited to add: I do NOT type that slowly. The whole discussion about waiting 17 hours was not there when I hit reply. I hate looking stupid when I wasn't BEING stupid; bad enough to look it all the times I am really guilty.
Edited by WetHair, 20 May 2012 - 07:51 PM.







