Game of Thrones (TV Series)

Lord Snow (2011)

Aidan Gillen: Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish

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• Petyr Baelish : Ah, the Starks! Quick tempers, slow minds.

• Petyr Baelish : The mere suggestion that the queen's brother tried to kill your boy would be considered treason.

  Catelyn Stark : We have proof. We have the blade.

  Petyr Baelish : Which Lord Tyrion will say was stolen from him. The only man who could say otherwise has no throat, thanks to your boy's wolf.

  Catelyn Stark : Petyr has promised to help us find the truth. He's like a little brother to me, Ned. He would never betray my trust.

  Petyr Baelish : I'll try to keep you alive, for her sake. A fool's task, admittedly, but I've never been able to refuse your wife anything.

  Catelyn Stark : I won't forget this. You're a true friend.

  Petyr Baelish : Don't tell anyone. I have a reputation to maintain.

• Catelyn Stark : How did you know I was coming?

  Lord Varys : Knowledge is my trade, my lady. Did you bring the dagger with you, by any chance?

  [noticing her glance at Rodrik] 

  Lord Varys : My little birds are everywhere, even in the North. They whisper to me the strangest stories.

  [Rodrik hands the dagger over] 

  Lord Varys : Valyrian steel.

  Catelyn Stark : Do you know whose dagger this is?

  Lord Varys : I must admit I do not.

  Petyr Baelish : [snickering]  Well, well, this is an historic day. Something you don't know that I do. There's only one dagger like this in all of the Seven Kingdoms. It's mine.

  Catelyn Stark : Yours?

  Petyr Baelish : At least it was, until the tournament on Prince Joffrey's last nameday. I bet on Ser Jaime in the jousting, as any sane man would. When the Knight of the Flowers unseated him, I lost this dagger.

  Catelyn Stark : To whom?

  Petyr Baelish : Tyrion Lannister. The Imp.

• Catelyn Stark : You little worm! You take me for some back-alley Sally that you can drag into a...

  [a prostitute appears with her john] 

  Petyr Baelish : Psst!

  [Littlefinger ushers the prostitute away] 

  Petyr Baelish : I meant no disrespect to you of all people.

  Catelyn Stark : How dare you bring me here! Have you lost your mind?

  Petyr Baelish : No one will come looking for you here. Isn't that what you wanted? I'm truly sorry about the locale.

  Catelyn Stark : How did you know I was coming to King's Landing?

  Petyr Baelish : A dear friend told me.

  [Varys enters] 

  Lord Varys : Lady Stark.

  Catelyn Stark : Lord Varys.

  Lord Varys : To see you again after so many years is a blessing.

• 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.

• 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.