Pa,raspisite se xD

"Winter is coming"
Jaoj, ima ih dosta. :)

Jaime: You look lovely tonight Lady Stark. Widowhood becomes you. Your bed must be lonely, is that why you came? I'm not at my best, but I think I could be of service. Here, slip out of that gown and we'll see if I'm up to it.

Joffrey: I'll tell you what. I'm going to give you a present. After I raise my armies, and kill your traitor brother, I'll give you his head as well.
Sansa: Or maybe he'll give me yours.

Ned: You think my life is such a precious thing to me, that I would trade my honor for a few more years...of what?

Robb: Tell Lord Tywin winter is coming for him. Twenty thousand northerners marching south to find out if he really does sh*t gold.

Theon: You're afraid?
Robb: I must be.
Theon: Good.
Robb: Why is that good?
Theon: It means you're not stupid.

Shaggar: How would you like to die, Tyrion, son of Tywin?
Tyrion: In my own bed, at the age of 80, with a belly full of wine and a girls mouth around my c**k.

evo neki dobri,stavicu jos kasnije xD

Fat boy: You better give me that sword!
Arya: You want it? I'll give it to you. I've already killed one fat boy. I bet you're a liar, but I'm not. I'm good at killing fat boys. I like killing fat boys.


Bronn: Stay low.
Tyrion: Stay low?


Ned: You think my life is such a precious thing to me, that I would trade my honor for a few more years...of what?



Shaggar: How would you like to die, Tyrion, son of Tywin?
Tyrion: In my own bed, at the age of 80, with a belly full of wine and a girls mouth around my c**k.

Syrio: What do we say to the God of death.
Arya: Not today.


Tyrion: Where do I begin, my lords and ladies? I am a vile man, I confess it. My crimes and sins are beyond counting. I have lied and cheated, gambled and whored. I'm not particularly good at violence, but I'm good at convincing others to do violence for me. You want specifics, I suppose. When I was seven, I saw a servant girl bathing in the river. I stile her robe and she was forced to return to the castle naked and in tears. I closed my eyes, but I could still see her tits bouncing. When I was 10, I stuffed my uncle's boots with goat sh*t. When confronted with my crime, I blamed a squire. Poor boy was flogged, and I escaped justice. When I was 12 I milked my eel into a pot of turtle stew. I flogged the one-eyed snake, I skinned my sausage. I made the bald men cry into the turtle stew, which I believe my sister ate. At least I hope she did. I once brought a jackass and a honeycomb into a brothel....

I tako dalje.. :D

Izdvojicu za mene najupecatljiviji.


" Do you know what I learnt losing that duel? I learnt that I’ll never win - not that way, that’s their game. Their rules. I’m not going to fight them; I’m going to fuck them. That’s what I know, that’s what I am, and only by admitting what we are can we get what we want. "