Ramsay Bolton quotes from Game of Thrones

Ramsay Snow

Moat Cailin is yours, Father.

Roose Bolton

Walk with me. Has there been any word from Locke?

Ramsay Snow

No.

Roose Bolton

Unimportant. A cripple, and a young boy. None of the Northern lords have seen them. Dead, most likely. Most of the Ironborn have fled the North. Now more will follow, thanks to you. Tell me what you see.

Ramsay Snow

Moors, fields, hills...

Roose Bolton

Tell me what you see.

Ramsay Snow

Nothing.

Roose Bolton

Not nothing - the North. Ride seven hundred miles that way, you're still in the North. Four hundred miles that way, three hundred miles that way. The North is larger than the other six kingdoms combined. And I am the Warden of the North. The North is mine. Now, tell me. What is your name?

Ramsay Snow

Ramsay Snow.

Roose Bolton

No, not Ramsay Snow. [hands him a scroll] Open it. From this day until your last day, you are Ramsay Bolton, son of Roose Bolton, Warden of the North.

[stares at him, kneels] You honor me. I swear, I will uphold your tradition and your name. I will be worthy of you, Father. I promise.

Roose Bolton

We can't hold the North with terror alone.

We can't hold the North if we let these lesser Lords insult us.

Roose Bolton

I sent you there to collect taxes, not bodies.

Lord Cerwyn refused to pay. Said the Warden of the North would always be a Stark, and he'd be damned if he'd kiss a traitor's boot.

Roose Bolton

He left you no choice.

I flayed him living, along with his wife and brother. Made his son watch.

Roose Bolton

And?

The new Lord Cerwyn paid his taxes.

Roose Bolton

I have something to tell you. Stop eating and listen. We don't have enough men to hold the North, if the other Houses rise up against us. Do you understand that?

Our pact with the Lannisters protects...

Roose Bolton

I had a pact with Tywin Lannister, and Tywin Lannister is dead. The remaining Lannisters are a thousand miles away, dealing with that fact. They've never once, in the history of the Seven Kingdoms, sent their army this far North. If you think they will for us, you're a fool. We've become a Great House, by entering into alliance with other Houses and parlaying those alliances into greater power. The best way to forge a lasting alliance, isn't by peeling a man's skin off. The best way is marriage. Now that you're a Bolton by Royal decree, it's high time you married a suitable bride. And as it happens, I've found the perfect girl to solidify our hold on the North.

[to Sansa] I heard you two had been reunited. A fitting place for it. I like to imagine the last time you spoke was in this very room. Are you still angry with him after he...what he did? Don't worry. The North remembers. I punished him for it. He's not Ironborn anymore. He's not Theon Greyjoy anymore. He's a new man. A new person anyway. Aren't you, Reek?

Theon Greyjoy

Yes Master.

That's his new name. Reek.

Sansa Stark

Why are you doing this?

Because Reek has something to say to you. Don't you, Reek?

An apology? Apologize to Lady Sansa for what you did. Apologize for murdering her two brothers.

Theon Greyjoy

I'm sorry.

Look at her, Reek. An apology doesn't mean anything if you're not looking the person in the eye.

Theon Greyjoy

I'm sorry.

Sorry about what?

Theon Greyjoy

Killing your brothers.

There! Over and done with it. Doesn't everyone feel better? I do. [Sansa wipes away a tear.] That was getting very tense. [Theon walks away from the table in shame.] You know what, my lady? What with him having murdered your brothers and the rest of your family gone, Reek here is the nearest thing to living kin that you have left. Reek! You will give away the bride. Someone has to. What better person? Good? [To Roose] Good?

Roose Bolton

Yes, yes, very good.

Wonderful!

Roose Bolton

Walda and I have some good news as well. Since we're all together.

[smiles] We're going to have a baby!

Sansa Stark

Very happy for you.

Roose Bolton

From the way she's carrying, Maester Wolkan says it looks like a boy.

How can you be sure?

Roose Bolton

Sure of what?

That she's pregnant. I mean...how can you tell?

Roose Bolton

Maester Wolkan has assured us beyond all doubt.

So...how did you manage it?

Roose Bolton

Manage what?

Getting her pregnant.

Roose Bolton

I imagine you're familiar with the procedure.

Of course but how did you...find it?

Roose Bolton

You disgraced yourself at dinner. Parading that creature before the Stark girl.

And if it's a boy?

Roose Bolton

You're worried about your position?

My position is quite clear. I'm your son. Until a better alternative comes along.

Roose Bolton

You've never asked me about your mother.

Why would I? She had me, she died. And here we are.

Roose Bolton

She was a peasant girl. Pretty in a common sort of way. She was a miller's wife. Apparently they had married without my knowledge or consent. So I had him hanged, and I took her beneath the tree where he was swaying. She fought me the whole time. She was lucky I didn't hang her too. A year later she came to my gates with a squalling baby in her arms. A baby she claimed was mine. I nearly had her whipped, and the child thrown in the river. But then I looked at you, and I saw then what I see now. You are my son.

My father said you're still a virgin.

Sansa Stark

Yes.

Why? Why are you still a virgin? Afraid of dwarves?

Sansa Stark

Lord...Lord Tyrion was kind. He was gentle. He never touched me.

You're not lying to me?

Sansa Stark

No, my lord.

Lying to your husband on his wedding night...that would be a bad way to start a marriage. We're man and wife now. We should be honest with each other. Don't you think?

Sansa Stark

Yes.

Good. Take off your clothes. [Sansa turns toward Reek, who tries to leave.] Oh no, no, no! You stay here, Reek. You watch! [To Sansa] Do I need to ask a second time? I hate to ask you a second time. Reek, I told you to watch. You've known Sansa since she was a girl. Now watch her become a woman.

My beautiful wife. One day I'll be Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North. You'll be my Lady and Wardeness.

Sansa Stark

But isn't your stepmother pregnant?

What of it?

Sansa Stark

What happens if she has a boy?

Then I'll have a baby brother.

Sansa Stark

But he'll be the heir.

I'm Lord Bolton's eldest son.

Sansa Stark

But you're a bastard, a trueborn will always have the stronger claim.

I've been naturalized by a royal decree from...

Sansa Stark

Tommen Baratheon? Another bastard.

Bastards can rise high in the world. Like your half-brother Jon Snow. Born the Bastard of Winterfell, now the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch. You didn't know? Yes, he's done very well for himself. Oh! I nearly forgot why I asked you to join me. Come, my lady.

Your northern friend. [He pulls out the candle she gave Sansa.] Reek told me you wanted to leave. Why? Winterfell is your home, now I am your husband. Tough old bird. Everyone talks when I start peeling them. But this one? Her heart gave out before I even got to her face. [Sansa is in tears.] We do breed tough in the North. [To his men.] Bring my wife back to her chamber. It's far too cold out here for a lady. You should hold on to your candles. The nights are so long now.

Shall I have a grave dug for her, my lord? Or would you rather the men build a pyre?

Buried, burned. She's good meat. Feed her to the hounds.

The Umbers are a famously loyal house.

Famously loyal to the Starks.

And you, Lord Karstark, your people share blood with the Starks, don't they? But here we are. Times change.

When my father became Warden of the North, your house refused to pledge their banners.

Your father was a cunt.

My beloved father, the Warden.

Your father was a cunt and that's why you killed him. I might've done the same to my father have he hadn't done me the favor of dying on his own.

My father was poisoned by our enemies.

Hmm.

Why have you come to Winterfell, Lord Umber?

The bastard Jon Snow let an army of wildlings past the Wall. We're farther North than any of you fuckers. Wildlings come down, we always have to fight them first. I like fighting wildlings, been doing it all me life. But there are too many of them for us to beat back alone.

So now you've come seeking help.

We need to help each other. The colder it gets, the farther south those goat fuckers will roam. Won't take 'em long to get here.

You think a horde of wildlings can take Winterfell?

If they got Jon Snow leading them, maybe. He knows this place better than we ever will.

Pledge your banners to House Bolton. Swear loyalty to me as Warden of the North, and we will fight together to destroy the bastard and all his wildling friends.

I'm not kissing your fucking hand.

Traditionally a bannerman kneels before his lord.

I'm not doing that either.

Why would I trust a man who won't honor tradition?

Your father honored tradition. Knelt for Robb Stark, called him King of the North. Was Robb Stark right to trust your father?

Then it appears we're at a bit of an impasse.

Fuck kneeling and fuck oaths. I've got a gift for you.

A girl, I hope. I prefer redheads.

A girl, aye. A wild one.

I like them wild.

And the boy. Nice and young. The way Karstark likes them.

Who is this?

Rickon Stark.

How do I know that's Rickon Stark?

Welcome home, Lord Stark.

Jon Snow

[to Sansa] You don't have to be here.

Sansa Stark

Yes I do.

My beloved wife. I have missed you terribly. [to Jon] Thank you, for returning Lady Bolton safely. Now, dismount and kneel before me. Surrender your army, and proclaim me the true Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North. I will pardon you for deserting the Night's Watch, I will pardon these treasonous Lords for betraying my House. Come, bastard. You don't have the men, you don't have the horses. And you don't have Winterfell! Why lead those poor souls into slaughter? There's no need for a battle. Get off your horse... and kneel. [smirks] I am a man of mercy.

Jon Snow

You're right. There's no need for a battle. Thousands of men don't need to die. Only one of us. Let's end this the old way. You, against me.

I keep hearing stories about you, bastard. The way people in the North talk about you, you're the greatest swordsman who ever walked! Maybe you are that good, maybe not. I don't know if I'd beat you, but I know that my army will beat yours. I have six thousand men, you have...what? Half that? Not even?

Jon Snow

[smiles] Aye, you have the numbers. Will your men want to fight for you, when they hear you wouldn't fight for them?

[to Sansa] He's good. Very good. Tell me, will you let your little brother die because you're too proud to surrender?

Sansa Stark

How do we know you have him?

Now, if you want to sa––

Sansa Stark

You're going to die tomorrow, Lord Bolton. [the conviction in Sansa's voice momentarily stuns Ramsey] Sleep well. [she rides away]

[smiles] She's a fine woman, your sister. I look forward to having her back in my bed. And you're all fine-looking men. [laughs] My dogs are desperate to meet you. I haven't fed them for seven days, they're ravenous! I wonder which parts they'll try first? Your eyes? Your balls! We'll find out soon enough. In the morning, then... bastard.

Their army is gone.

Our army is gone.

We have Winterfell. They don't have men for a siege. All we have to do is wait.

[in the kennels] Ah. Sansa. Hello, Sansa. Is this where I'll be staying now? [Sansa stares silently at him, and he shakes his head, smirking] No. Our time together is about to come to an end. That's all right. You can't kill me. I'm part of you now.

Sansa Stark

Your words will disappear. Your house will disappear. Your name will disappear. All memory of you will disappear.

My hounds will never harm me.

Sansa Stark

You haven't fed them in seven days. You said it yourself.

They're loyal beasts.

Sansa Stark

They were. Now, they're starving.

[hisses] Sit. [the hound begins licking his bloody face hungrily] Down. Down! Down! Down! Down!