[Ramsay blows on a trumpet, awakening Theon, who is hanging from a rack]
Ramsay SnowSorry. Were you sleeping?
Ramsay Snow
Wa? Wa? Water! You want some water. [Ramsay grabs a cup of water] I wish I had some for you. [Ramsay pours the water on the ground in front of an anguished Theon.] So let's play a game. Which body part do you need the least?
Ramsay Snow
Please is not a body part.
I'll tell you everything, please...
Ramsay Snow
But you already told me everything, remember? Your daddy was mean to you. The Starks didn't appreciate you. One good bit, though: the Stark boys, they're still alive. Wouldn't that be a hunt to remember? You failed, but I'm a better hunter than you. Now, how about your little finger? You don't need that for much, do you? No? Good. Let's start with that. You've been wondering why you're here, haven't you? Where you are, who I am, why I'm doing this to you. So guess. If you guess right, I'll tell you. By the Old Gods and the New, I swear it. You win the game if you can figure out who I am and why I'm torturing you, and I win the game if you beg me to cut off your finger!
If I win, you'll let me go?
Ramsay Snow
If you think this has a happy ending, you haven't been paying attention.
Ramsay Snow
[pulling out a knife] You say please again and you'll wish you hadn't. You first. Where are we?
Ramsay Snow
Too vague.
Ramsay Snow
Terrible guess!
[Ramsay jams the knife in Theon's little finger. Theon groans in pain]
Ramsay Snow
Now where?
Ramsay Snow
Do I look like a fucking Umber to you?
[Ramsay moves the blade around]
Ramsay Snow
Karhold? How did you know that? Did you see any banners flying when we came in?
Ramsay Snow
Very good, Lord Theon. And who am I?
Ramsay Snow
He's dead. Strangled by the Kingslayer.
He was your brother. Your father is Lord Rickard Karstark. [A defeated Ramsay sits back down] You swore to tell me if I-!
Ramsay Snow
You're right.
Lord Rickard Karstark is Robb Stark's bannerman. I betrayed Robb. That's why you're torturing me.
Ramsay Snow
Yes. You win. [pause] Of course you forgot to ask one question. You forgot to ask if I'm a liar! [he sticks his knife back into Theon's little finger, causing Theon to scream in agony] I'm afraid I am. [begins carving Theon's skin on his little finger] Everything I told you is a lie. [he begins to peel off Theon's little finger skin. Theon screams in absolute pain] This isn't happening to you for a reason. Well, one reason: I enjoy it.
PLEASE CUT IT OFF, CUT IT OFF, CUT IT OFF, AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
Ramsay Snow
I win.
Ramsay Snow
[eating a sausage] Those girls weren't lying. You had a good sized cock. [Theon weakly looks at the sausage in horror] What? No! Pork sausage. Do you think I'm some sort of savage? When people talk about phantom limbs, an amputee might have an itch where his foot used to be. So I've always wondered, do eunuchs have a phantom cock? Next time you think about naked girls, will you feel an itch? Sorry. I shouldn't make jokes. My mother taught me not to throw stones at cripples...[grins] but my father taught me aim for their head!
Ramsay Snow
Sorry, what?
Ramsay Snow
A little louder.
Ramsay Snow
You're no good to me dead. We need you. You don't look like Theon Greyjoy anymore. That's a name for a lord. But you're not a lord, are you? You're just...meat. Stinking meat. You reek. Reek! That's a good name for you. What's your name?
[Ramsay backhands Theon]
Ramsay Snow
What's your name?
[Ramsay punches Theon in the jaw]
[Ramsay grabs Theon by the face]
Ramsay Snow
What...is...your...name?!
Ramsay Snow
Father. [shoves Theon forward, Roose gets up and inspects him more closely]
Ramsay Snow
I trained him. He was a slow learner, but he learned.
Ramsay Snow
Peeled a few bits. Removed a few others.
This was Balon Greyjoy's son and heir.
Ramsay Snow
We've been flaying our enemies for a thousand years. The flayed man is on our banners.
My banners, not yours. You're not a Bolton, you're a Snow. Tywin Lannister has given me the North, but he won't lift a finger to help me take it. As long as the Ironborn hold Moat Cailin, our armies are trapped south of the Neck. Theon was a valuable hostage, not your plaything. I wanted to trade him for Moat Cailin.
Ramsay Snow
I already asked. Lord Greyjoy refused. Savages have...
You sent terms to Balon Greyjoy without my consent?
Ramsay Snow
You made me Acting Lord of the Dreadfort. I acted.
I had to smuggle myself into my own lands thanks to the Greyjoys. I needed Theon. I needed him whole.
Ramsay Snow
Theon was our enemy. But Reek? Reek will never betray us.
I place far too much trust in you.
Ramsay Snow
Reek, how could you let me stand before my father unshaven? It's disrespectful.
Ramsay Snow
[to Locke] Give him the razor.
[Ramsay sits in a chair and Theon is handed a razor; Roose turns around to watch]
Ramsay Snow
I'm not a Bolton, father. What does it matter? Go on, Reek. A nice, close shave.
[Theon begins carefully shaving Ramsay]
BGBolton guard
[about Theon/Reek] Last cage on the right!
Thank you. [she slits his throat with her hatchet] We're going home.
No! [backs away from her as she opens the door]
It's all right! It's me,Yara.
You can't trick me! Tell him! Tell him you couldn't trick me!
I'm not tricking you, Theon! I'm saving you.
Not Theon! Reek! Reek! My name's Reek!
BGBolton guards
They're here!
GBGreyjoy bannerman
If they catch us in here, we're trapped!
[crying hysterically] No, you can't! You can't!
No! I've never been him! Please- I'm Reek, good Reek, I've always been Reek!
Ramsay Snow
[entering the kennels] This is turning into a lovely evening.
[The Bolton and Greyjoy forces attack each other]
Aaargh! Theon! Give me my brother back, and no more of your men will die.
Ramsay Snow
You've got bigger balls than he ever did. But, with those... big balls of yours... [grins as he unlocks the hounds' cages] How fast can you run?
Ramsay Snow
Moat Cailin is yours, Father.
Walk with me. Has there been any word from Locke?
Ramsay Snow
No.
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...
Ramsay Snow
Nothing.
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.
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.
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