Game of Thrones (TV Series)

Lord Snow (2011)

Sean Bean: Eddard 'Ned' Stark

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• Eddard Stark : Handsome armor. Not a scratch on it.

  Jaime Lannister : I know. People have been swinging at me for years and they always seem to miss.

  Eddard Stark : Chosen your opponents wisely, then.

  Jaime Lannister : I have a knack for it.

• [Eddard gives a gift to Sansa] 

  Eddard Stark : This is for you, love.

  [Sansa unwraps a doll] 

  Eddard Stark : The same doll-maker makes all of Princess Myrcella's toys.

  [Sansa is less than thrilled] 

  Eddard Stark : Don't you like it?

  Sansa Stark : I haven't played with dolls since I was eight.

  [Sansa rises] 

  Sansa Stark : May I be excused?

  Septa Mordane : But you haven't eaten a thing.

  Eddard Stark : [to Sansa]  It's all right. Go on.

  [as Sansa leaves, Eddard tells the septa:] 

  Eddard Stark : War was easier than daughters.

• Jaime Lannister : It must be strange for you... coming into this room. I was standing right here when it happened. He was very brave, your brother. Your father too. They didn't deserve to die like that. Nobody deserves to die like that.

  Eddard Stark : But you just stood there and watched.

  Jaime Lannister : Five hundred men just stood there and watched. All the great knights of the Seven Kingdoms. You think anyone said a word, lifted a finger? No, Lord Stark. Five hundred men and this room was silent as a crypt. Except for the screams, of course, and the mad king laughing. And later... when I watched the mad king die, I remembered him laughing as your father burned... it felt like justice.

  Eddard Stark : Is that what you tell yourself at night? You're a servant of justice? That you were avenging my father when you shoved your sword in Aerys Targaryen's back?

  Jaime Lannister : Tell me: if I'd stabbed the mad king in the belly instead of the back, would you admire me more?

  Eddard Stark : You served him well when serving was safe.

• Eddard Stark : Look at me. You're a Stark of Winterfell. You know our words.

  Arya Stark : Winter is coming.

• Eddard Stark : You were born in the long summer. You've never known anything else. But now winter is truly coming. And in the winter, we must protect ourselves, look after one another. Sansa is your sister.

  Arya Stark : I don't hate her. Not really.

  Eddard Stark : I don't want to frighten you, but I won't lie to you, either. We've come to a dangerous place. We cannot fight a war amongst ourselves. All right?

  [giving her sword back] 

  Eddard Stark : Go on. It's yours.

  Arya Stark : I can keep it?

  Eddard Stark : Try not to stab your sister with it.

• Eddard Stark : Whose sword is that?

  Arya Stark : [defensively]  Mine.

  Eddard Stark : Give it to me.

  [Eddard inspects the sword] 

  Eddard Stark : I know this maker's mark. This is Mikken's work. Where did you get this?

  [Arya does not respond] 

  Eddard Stark : It is no toy. Little ladies shouldn't play with swords.

  Arya Stark : I'm not playing. And I don't want to be a lady.

  Eddard Stark : Come here.

  [Eddard pats seat next to him] 

  Eddard Stark : Now, what do you want with this?

  Arya Stark : It's called Needle.

  Eddard Stark : Oh. A blade with a name. And who were you hoping to skewer with this? Your sister? Do you know the first thing about sword-fighting?

  Arya Stark : Stick 'em with the pointy end.

  Eddard Stark : [chuckles]  That's the essence of it.

• Petyr Baelish : I've hoped to meet you for some time, Lord Stark. No doubt Lady Catelyn has mentioned me.

  Eddard Stark : She has, Lord Baelish. I understand you knew my brother Brandon, as well.

  Petyr Baelish : All too well. I still carry a token of his esteem from navel to collarbone.

  Eddard Stark : Perhaps you chose the wrong man to duel with.

  Petyr Baelish : Well, it wasn't the man that I chose, my lord. It was Catelyn Tully. A woman worth fighting for, I'm sure you'll agree.

• Arya Stark : I hate them! I hate all of them. The Hound, the queen and the king, and Joffrey and Sansa.

  Eddard Stark : Sansa was dragged before the king and queen and asked to call the prince a liar.

  Arya Stark : So was I! He *is* a liar.

  Eddard Stark : Shh, darling, listen to me. Sansa will be married to Joffrey someday. She cannot betray him. She must take his side even when he's wrong.

  Arya Stark : But how can you let her marry someone like that?

• Lord Varys : I was grievously sorry to hear of your troubles on the Kingsroad. We are all praying for Prince Joffrey's full recovery.

  Eddard Stark : A shame you didn't say a prayer for the butcher's son.

• Renly Baratheon : My brother instructs us to stage a tournament in honor of Lord Stark's appointment as Hand of the King.

  Petyr Baelish : Mm, how much?

  Eddard Stark : 40,000 Gold Dragons to the champion, 20,000 to the runner-up, 20,000 to the winning archer.

  Grand Maester Pycelle : Can the treasury bear such expense?

  Petyr Baelish : I'll have to borrow it. The Lannisters will accommodate, I expect. We already owe Lord Tywin three million gold. What's another 80,000?

  Eddard Stark : Are you telling me the crown is three million in debt?

  Petyr Baelish : I'm telling you the crown is six million in debt.

  Eddard Stark : How could you let this happen?

  Petyr Baelish : The Master of Coin finds the money. The king and the Hand spend it.

  Eddard Stark : I will not believe Jon Arryn allowed Robert to bankrupt the realm.

  Grand Maester Pycelle : Lord Arryn gave wise and prudent advice, but I fear His Grace doesn't always listen.

  Renly Baratheon : "Counting coppers," he calls it.

  Eddard Stark : I'll speak to him tomorrow. This tournament is an extravagance we cannot afford.

  Petyr Baelish : As you will. But still, we'd best make our plans.

  Eddard Stark : [more aggressively than intended]  There will be no plans until I speak to Robert.

  [Eddard calms down] 

  Eddard Stark : Forgive me, my lords. I'm... I had a long ride.

  Lord Varys : You are the King's Hand, Lord Stark. We serve at your pleasure.