Game of Thrones (TV Series)

Two Swords (2014)

Pedro Pascal: Oberyn Martell

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• Oberyn Martell : And what are you? His hired killer?

  Bronn : Started that way, aye. Now I'm a knight.

  Oberyn Martell : How did that come to pass?

  Bronn : Killed the right people, I suppose.

• [after stabbing a Lannister soldier in Littlefinger's brothel, Oberyn Martell leaves with Tyrion] 

  Oberyn Martell : Seems I visited the Lannister brothel by mistake.

  Tyrion Lannister : Oh, they take all kinds.

  Oberyn Martell : [sarcastically]  Even Dornishmen.

  Tyrion Lannister : The king is very grateful that you traveled all this way for his wedding.

  Oberyn Martell : Now let us speak truth here, Joffrey is insulted. I am only the second son, after all.

  Tyrion Lannister : Well, speaking as a fellow second son, I've grown rather used to being the family insult.

  [Oberyn laughs] 

  Tyrion Lannister : Why did you come to King's Landing, Prince Oberyn?

  Oberyn Martell : I was invited to the royal wedding.

  Tyrion Lannister : I thought we were speaking truth.

  [pause] 

  Oberyn Martell : The last time I was in the capital was many years ago. Another wedding. My sister Elia and Rhaegar Targaryen, the Last Dragon. My sister loved him. She bore his children. Swaddled them, rocked them, fed them at her own breast. Elia wouldn't let the wet nurse touch them. And beautiful, noble Rhaegar Targaryen... left her for another woman. That started a war, and the war ended right here, when your father's army took the city.

  Tyrion Lannister : It wasn't actually...

  Oberyn Martell : They butchered those children. My nephew and niece. Carved them up and wrapped them in Lannister cloaks. And my sister. You know what they did to her?

  [Tyrion has been staring at the ground uncomfortably for some time; Oberyn lifts his chin with a finger] 

  Oberyn Martell : I'm asking you a question.

  Tyrion Lannister : I've heard rumors.

  Oberyn Martell : [chuckles]  So have I. The one I keep hearing is that Gregor Clegane, the Mountain, raped Elia and split her in half with his great sword.

  Tyrion Lannister : I wasn't there. I don't know what...

  Oberyn Martell : If the Mountain killed my sister, your father gave the order.

  [pause] 

  Oberyn Martell : Tell your father I'm here. And tell him the Lannisters aren't the only ones who pay their debts.

  [Oberyn walks away] 

• Oberyn Martell : Do you know why all the world hates a Lannister? You think your gold and your lions and your gold lions make you better than everyone. May I tell you a secret? You're not a golden lion. You're just a pink little man who is far too slow on the draw.

• [Oberyn peruses a trio of prostitutes] 

  Oberyn Martell : Look at this one. How lovely is she?

  Ellaria Sand : Beautiful. But pale.

  Oberyn Martell : We like them pale in the capital.

  [Oberyn slips off the girl's robe] 

  Oberyn Martell : Shows they don't work the fields.

  Ellaria Sand : [to the young girl]  Do I frighten you?

  [the girl shakes her head] 

  Oberyn Martell : [to Ellaria]  You like?

  Ellaria Sand : Timid. Timid bores me.

  Oberyn Martell : Mm.

  [Oberyn moves on to the next, a redhead] 

  Oberyn Martell : You're a bit of mischief, aren't you?

  Oberyn Martell : [to Ellaria]  I think she likes you.

  [Oberyn slips the girl's robe off as well] 

  Ellaria Sand : She's got good taste.

  Oberyn Martell : [to the redhead]  You're not timid, are you?

  [Ellaria laughs merrily as the agile girl places her bare foot on the back of her own head] 

  Ellaria Sand : Not timid.

  Oberyn Martell : Do you like women?

  Whore #1 : When they look like her, my lord.

  Ellaria Sand : This one will do nicely.

  Olyvar : Very good, my lady.

  Ellaria Sand : Oh, I'm not a lady.

  Olyvar : A term of courtesy in this establishment.

  Ellaria Sand : A lie anywhere. Why not use the right words? I'm a bastard. She is a whore. And you're what?

  Olyvar : A procurer. Any of the others?

  Oberyn Martell : [sighs]  The two girls can leave.

  [Olyvar snaps his fingers to shoo away the two girls not chosen] 

  Oberyn Martell : You stay.