Game of Thrones (TV Series)

The Wolf and the Lion (2011)

Mark Addy: Robert Baratheon

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• Robert Baratheon : So here we sit, seventeen years later, holding it all together. Don't you get tired?

  Cersei Lannister : Every day.

  Robert Baratheon : How long can hate hold a thing together?

  Cersei Lannister : Seventeen years is quite a long time.

  Robert Baratheon : Yes, it is.

  Cersei Lannister : Yes, it is.

  [they drink from their cups] 

  Cersei Lannister : What was she like?

  Robert Baratheon : [slightly puzzled]  You've never asked about her, not once. Why now?

  Cersei Lannister : At first, just saying her name even in private felt like I was breathing life back into her. I thought if I didn't talk about her, she'd just fade away for you. When I realized that wasn't going to happen, I refused to ask out of spite. I didn't want to give you the satisfaction of thinking I cared enough to ask. And eventually it became clear that my spite didn't mean anything to you. As far as I could tell, you actually enjoyed it.

  Robert Baratheon : So why now?

  Cersei Lannister : What harm could Lyanna Stark's ghost do to either of us that we haven't done to each other a hundred times over?

  Robert Baratheon : [leans forward]  You want to know the horrible truth? I can't even remember what she looked like. I only know she was the one thing I ever wanted... someone took her away from me, and seven kingdoms couldn't fill the hole she left behind.

  Cersei Lannister : I felt something for you once, you know?

  Robert Baratheon : [lowers his gaze]  I know.

  Cersei Lannister : Even after we lost our first boy. For quite a while, actually. Was it ever possible for us? Was there ever a time, ever a moment?

  Robert Baratheon : [hesitates before answering]  No.

  [Cersei drinks from her cup] 

  Robert Baratheon : Does that make you feel better or worse?

  Cersei Lannister : It doesn't make me feel anything.

  [Cersei places her cup on the table, stands and leaves] 

• [Robert sits alone, drinking. Cersei enters] 

  Cersei Lannister : [teasing]  I'm sorry your marriage to Ned Stark didn't work out. You seemed so good together.

  Robert Baratheon : [dryly]  I'm glad I could do something to make you happy.

  Cersei Lannister : Without a Hand, everything will fall to pieces.

  Robert Baratheon : I suppose this is where you tell me to give the job to your brother Jaime.

  Cersei Lannister : He's not serious enough. I'll say this for Ned Stark: he's serious enough. Was it really worth it? Losing him this way?

  [Robert places the cup on the table and stands] 

  Robert Baratheon : I don't know. But I do know this: If the Targaryen girl convinces her horselord husband to invade and the Dothraki horde crosses the Narrow Sea... we won't be able to stop them.

  Cersei Lannister : The Dothraki don't sail. Every child knows that. They don't have discipline, they don't have armor, they don't have siege weapons.

  Robert Baratheon : It's a neat little trick you do: you move your lips, and your father's voice comes out.

  Cersei Lannister : Is my father wrong?

  Robert Baratheon : Let's say Viserys Targaryen lands with 40,000 Dothraki screamers at his back. We hole up in our castles. A wise move. Only a fool would meet the Dothraki in an open field. They leave us in our castles. They go from town to town, looting and burning, killing every man who can't hide behind a stone wall, stealing all our crops and livestock, enslaving all our women and children. How long do the people of the Seven Kingdoms stand behind their absentee king, their cowardly king hiding behind high walls? When do the people decide that Viserys Targaryen is the rightful monarch after all?

  Cersei Lannister : [pours herself wine and sits]  We still outnumber them.

  Robert Baratheon : Which is the bigger number, five or one?

  Cersei Lannister : Five.

  Robert Baratheon : [holds up his left fingers]  Five...

  Robert Baratheon : [clutches his right fist]  ... one. One army, a real army, united behind one leader with one purpose. Our purpose died with the Mad King.

  [Robert pours himself wine] 

  Robert Baratheon : Now we've got as many armies as there are men with gold in their purse, and everybody wants something different: your father wants to own the world. Ned Stark wants to run away and bury his head in the snow.

  Cersei Lannister : What do you want?

  Robert Baratheon : [drinks and sits]  We haven't had a real fight in nine years. Back-stabbing doesn't prepare you for a fight. And that's all the realm is now: back-stabbing and scheming and arse-licking and money-rubbing. Sometimes I don't know what holds it together.

  Cersei Lannister : Our marriage.

  [Robert stares at Cersei, then bursts out laughing. Cersei joins his laughter] 

• [Lancel struggles to buckle Robert into his armor when Ned walks in] 

  Lancel Lannister : It's made too small, Your Grace, it won't go.

  Robert Baratheon : Your mother was a dumb whore with a fat ass, did you know that?

  [Robert looks at Ned] 

  Robert Baratheon : Look at this idiot. One ball and no brains. He can't even put a man's armor on him properly.

  Eddard Stark : You're too fat for your armor.

  Robert Baratheon : Fat? Fat, is it? Is that how you speak to your king?

  [pause, then they start laughing as Lancel smiles] 

  Robert Baratheon : That was funny, is it?

  Lancel Lannister : [immediately stops smiling]  No, Your Grace.

  Robert Baratheon : No? You don't like the Hand's joke?

  Eddard Stark : You're torturing the poor boy.

  Robert Baratheon : You heard the Hand, the king's too fat for his armor! Go find the breastplate stretcher! NOW!

  [Lancel runs out of the tent as Robert starts laughing again] 

  Eddard Stark : The breastplate stretcher?

  Robert Baratheon : How long before he figures it out?

• [at the small council meeting about Daenerys Targeryen] 

  Robert Baratheon : The whore is pregnant.

  Eddard Stark : You're speaking of murdering a child.

  Robert Baratheon : I warned you this would happen, back in the North. I warned you, but you didn't care to hear. Well, hear it now: I want them dead. Mother and child both, and that fool Viserys as well. Is that plain enough for you? I want them both dead!

  Eddard Stark : [quietly]  You'll dishonor yourself forever if you do this.

  Robert Baratheon : [raises his voice]  Honor? I've got Seven Kingdoms to rule! One king, Seven Kingdoms! Do you think honor keeps them in line? Do you think it's honor that's keeping the peace? It's fear! Fear and blood!

  Eddard Stark : Then we're no better than the Mad King!

  Robert Baratheon : Careful, Ned, careful now!

  Eddard Stark : You want to assassinate a girl because the Spider heard a rumor?

  Lord Varys : No rumor, my lord, the princess is with child.

  Eddard Stark : Based on whose information?

  Lord Varys : Ser Jorah Mormont. He is serving as advisor to the Targaryens.

  Eddard Stark : Mormont? You bring us the whispers of a traitor half a world away and call it fact.

  Petyr Baelish : Jorah Mormont's a slaver, not a traitor. Small difference, I know, to an honorable man.

  Eddard Stark : He broke the law, betrayed his family, fled our land. We commit murder on the word of this man?

  Robert Baratheon : And if he's right? If she has a son, a Targaryen at the head of a Dothraki army? What then?

  Eddard Stark : The narrow sea still lies between us. I'll fear the Dothraki the day they teach their horses to run on water.

  Robert Baratheon : Do nothing. That's your wise advice? Do nothing 'til our enemies are on our shores?

  [Robert looks around angirly at the other council members] 

  Robert Baratheon : You're my council: counsel! Speak sense to this honorable fool!

  Lord Varys : I understand your misgivings, my lord. Truly, I do. It is a terrible thing we must consider, a vile thing. Yet we who presume to rule must sometimes do vile things for the good of the realm. Should the gods grant Daenerys a son, the realm will bleed.

  Grand Maester Pycelle : I bear this girl no ill will, how many innocents will die? How many towns will burn? Is it not wiser, kinder even, that she should die now so that tens of thousands might live?

  Renly Baratheon : We should've had them both killed years ago.

  Petyr Baelish : When you find yourself in bed with an ugly woman, best close your eyes, get it over with. Cut her throat. Be done with it.

  Eddard Stark : [walks right up to Robert]  I followed you into war. Twice. Without doubts, without second thoughts. But I will not follow you now. The Robert I grew up with didn't tremble at the shadow of an unborn child.

  Robert Baratheon : She dies.

  Eddard Stark : I will have no part in it.

  Robert Baratheon : You're the King's Hand, Lord Stark. You'll do as I command, or I'll find me a Hand who will.

  [Ned takes off his badge of office and tosses it onto the table in front of Robert] 

  Eddard Stark : And good luck to him. I thought you were a better man.

  Robert Baratheon : Out. Out, damn you, I'm done with you!

  [Ned turns and walks out] 

  Robert Baratheon : Go, run back to Winterfell! I'll have your head on a spike!

  [Ned walks through the throne room as Robert's shouts trail after him] 

  Robert Baratheon : I'll find her myself, you fool! You think you're too good for this? Too proud and honorable? This is a war!

• Robert Baratheon : I thought being king meant I could do whatever I wanted. Enough of this. Let's go watch 'em ride. At least I can smell someone else's blood.

  Eddard Stark : Robert...

  Robert Baratheon : What?

  [Robert looks down, realizes his belly is out] 

  Robert Baratheon : Oh.

  [Robert laughs] 

  Robert Baratheon : An inspiring sight for the people, eh? Come, bow before your king! Bow, you shits!

  [Robert laughs heartily]