Game of Thrones (TV Series)

The Pointy End (2011)

Aidan Gillen: Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish

Quotes 

• Grand Maester Pycelle : [reads the day's proclamations in court]  Lastly, in these times of treason and turmoil, it is the view of the council that the life and safety of King Joffrey be of paramount importance.

  Cersei Lannister : Ser Barristan Selmy.

  Barristan Selmy : [steps forward and kneels]  Your Grace. I am yours to command.

  Cersei Lannister : Rise, Ser Barristan. You may remove your helm.

  [Selmy does so] 

  Cersei Lannister : You have served the realm long and faithfully. Every man and woman in the Seven Kingdoms owes you thanks. But it is time to put aside your armor and your sword. It is time to rest and look back with pride on your many years of service.

  Barristan Selmy : Your Grace, the Kingsguard is a sworn brotherhood. Our vows are taken for life. Only death relieves us of our sacred trust.

  Cersei Lannister : Whose death, Ser Barristan? Yours or your king's?

  Joffrey Baratheon : You let my father die. You're too old to protect anybody.

  Barristan Selmy : Your Grace...

  Cersei Lannister : The council has determined that Ser Jaime Lannister will take your place as Lord Commander of the Kingsguard.

  Barristan Selmy : The man who profaned his blade with the blood of the king he had sworn to defend!

  Cersei Lannister : Careful, ser!

  Lord Varys : We have nothing but gratitude for your long service, good ser. You shall be given a stout keep beside the sea, with servants to look after your every need.

  Barristan Selmy : A hall to die in, and men to bury me.

  [Selmy angrily removes his armor and throws it on the ground] 

  Barristan Selmy : I am a knight! I shall die a knight!

  Petyr Baelish : A naked knight, apparently.

  [the court laughs, except Sansa who feels sorry for the veteran knight. The crowd suddenly falls into silence as Ser Barristan draws his sword. The other Kingsguard knights draw their swords too] 

  Barristan Selmy : [to the other knights of the Kingsguard]  Even now, I could cut through the five of you like carving a cake!

  [pause] 

  Barristan Selmy : Here, boy!

  [Selmy defiantly throws the sword down at the foot of the Iron Throne] 

  Barristan Selmy : Melt it down and add it to the others!

  [Selmy stalks out of the courtroom. No one dares to stop him] 

• Lord Varys : Your father has proven to be an awful traitor, dear.

  Grand Maester Pycelle : King Robert's body was still warm when Lord Eddard began plotting to steal Joffrey's throne.

  Sansa Stark : [voice quivering]  He wouldn't do that. He knows how much I love Joffrey. He wouldn't. Please, Your Grace, there's been a mistake. Send for my father, he'll tell you. The King was his friend.

  Cersei Lannister : Sansa, sweetling, you're innocent of any wrong. We know that. Yet you're the daughter of a traitor. How can I allow you to marry my son?

  Grand Maester Pycelle : A child born of a traitor's seed is no fit consort for a King. She's a sweet thing now, Your Grace, but in ten years, who knows what treason she may hatch?

  Sansa Stark : No, I'm not. I'll be a good wife to him, you'll see. I'll be a Queen just like you, I promise. I won't hatch anything.

  Petyr Baelish : The girl is innocent, Your Grace. She should be given a chance to prove her loyalty.

  Cersei Lannister : [sighs]  Little dove, you must write to Lady Catelyn and your brother, the eldest, what's his name...?

  Sansa Stark : Robb.

  Cersei Lannister : Word of your father's arrest will reach him soon, no doubt. Best it comes from you. If you would help your father, urge your brother to keep the King's peace. Tell him to come to King's Landing and swear his fealty to Joffrey.

  Sansa Stark : If... if I could see my father, talk to him about...

  [Cersei looks at Sansa icily, and she swallows her words] 

  Cersei Lannister : You disappoint me, child. We've told you of your father's treason. Why would you want to speak to a traitor?

  Sansa Stark : I only meant that... what will happen to him?

  Cersei Lannister : That depends.

  Sansa Stark : On...? On what?

  Cersei Lannister : On your brother. And on you.

  [Cersei hands Sansa the quill]