Catelyn Stark Quotes

Catelyn Stark: How many times have I told you? No climbing.
Bran Stark: But he's coming right now, down our road.
Catelyn Stark: I want you to promise me, no more climbing.
Bran Stark: I promise.
Catelyn Stark: Do you know what? You always look at your feet before you lie.

Cersei Lannister: Please.
Catelyn Stark: I would have dressed, your Grace.
Cersei Lannister: This is your home. I'm your guest.
Cersei Lannister: Handsome one, isn't he? I lost my first boy.
Cersei Lannister: A little black-haired beauty. He was a fighter too... tried to beat the fever that took him. Forgive me. It's the last thing you need to hear right now.
Catelyn Stark: I never knew.
Cersei Lannister: It was years ago. Robert was crazed, beat his hands bloody on the wall, all the things men do to show you how much they care. The boy looked just like him. Such a little thing... a bird without feathers. They came to take his body away and Robert held me. I screamed and I battled, but he held me.
Cersei Lannister: That little bundle. They took him away and I never saw him again. Never have visited the crypt, never.
Cersei Lannister: I pray to the mother every morning and night that she return your child to you.
Catelyn Stark: I am grateful.
Cersei Lannister: Perhaps this time she'll listen.

Ser Vardis Egen: You're far from home, Lady Stark.
Catelyn Stark: To whom do I speak?
Ser Vardis Egen: Ser Vardis Egen, Knight of the Vale. Lady Arryn expecting your visit?
Catelyn Stark: There was no time to send word.
Ser Vardis Egen: May I ask, my lady, why he is with you?
Catelyn Stark: That's why there was no time. He is my prisoner.
Ser Vardis Egen: He doesn't look like a prisoner.
Catelyn Stark: My sister will decide what he looks like.
Ser Vardis Egen: Yes, my lady. She will at that.

Catelyn Stark: If you lose, your father dies, your sisters die, we die.
Robb Stark: Well, that makes it simple then.
Catelyn Stark: I suppose it does.

Jaime Lannister: If your gods are real, if they're just, why is the world so full of injustice?
Catelyn Stark: Because of men like you.
Jaime Lannister: There are no men like me. Only me.

Renly Baratheon: Can that truly be you?
Stannis Baratheon: Who else might it be?
Renly Baratheon: When I saw your standard, I couldn't be sure. Whose banner is that?
Stannis Baratheon: My own.
Renly Baratheon: I suppose if we use the same one, the battle will be terribly confusing. Why is your stag on fire?
Melisandre: The king has taken for his sigil the fiery heart of the Lord of Light.
Renly Baratheon: Ah, you must be this fire priestess we hear so much about. Mm, brother... now I understand why you found religion in your old age.
Stannis Baratheon: Watch yourself, Renly.
Renly Baratheon: No, no, I'm relieved. I never really believed you were a fanatic. Charmless, rigid, a bore, yes, but... but not a godly man.
Melisandre: You should kneel before your brother. He's the Lord's chosen. Born amidst salt and smoke.
Renly Baratheon: "Born amidst salt and smoke." Is he a ham?
Stannis Baratheon: That's twice I've warned you.
Catelyn Stark: Listen to yourselves. If you were sons of mine, I would knock your heads together and lock you in a bedchamber until you remembered that you were brothers.
Stannis Baratheon: It is strange to find you beside my brother, Lady Stark. Your husband was a supporter of my claim. Lord Eddard's integrity cost him his head, and you sit beside this pretender and chastise me.
Catelyn Stark: We share a common enemy.
Stannis Baratheon: The Iron Throne is mine. By right. All those that deny that are my foes.
Renly Baratheon: The whole realm denies it from Dorne to the Wall. Old men deny it with their death rattle and unborn children deny it in their mothers' wombs. No one wants you for their king. You never wanted any friends, brother, but a man without friends is a man without power.
Stannis Baratheon: For the sake of the mother who bore us, I will give you this one night to reconsider. Strike your banners, come to me before dawn, and I will grant you your old seat in the council. I'll even name you my heir... until a son is born to me. Otherwise, I shall destroy you.
Renly Baratheon: Look across those fields, brother. Do you see all those banners?
Stannis Baratheon: You think a few bolts of cloth will make you king?
Renly Baratheon: No. The men holding those bolts of cloth will make me king.
Stannis Baratheon: We shall see, Renly. Come the dawn, we shall see.
Melisandre: Look to your sins, Lord Renly. The night is dark and full of terrors.
Renly Baratheon: Would you believe? I loved him once.

Robb Stark: This cannot be true.
Roose Bolton: We've had ravens from White Harbour, Barrowtown and the Dreadfort. I'm afraid it is true.
Robb Stark: Why? Why would Theon...?
Roose Bolton: Because the Greyjoys are treasonous whores.
Robb Stark: My brothers...
Roose Bolton: We've heard nothing of them... but Rodrik Cassel is dead.
Catelyn Stark: I told you never trust a Greyjoy!
Robb Stark: I must go north at once.
Roose Bolton: There's still a war to win, Your Grace!
Robb Stark: How can I call myself 'King' if I can't hold my own castle? How can I ask men to follow me if...?
Roose Bolton: You are a king! And that means you don't have to do everything yourself.
Catelyn Stark: Let me go and talk to Theon.
Robb Stark: There will be no talk. He will die for this!
Roose Bolton: Theon holds the castle with a skeleton crew. Let me send word to my bastard at the Dreadfort; he can raise a few hundred men and retake Winterfell before the new moon. We have the Lannisters on the run; if you march all the way back north now, you'll lose what you gained. My boy would be honoured to bring you Prince Theon's head.
Robb Stark: Tell your son Bran and Rickon's safety is paramount. And Theon... I want him brought to me alive. I want to look him in the eye and ask him 'Why?'... and then I will take his head myself!

Catelyn Stark: Lord Walder is prickly by nature.
Brynden 'Blackfish' Tully: Prickly? That what you call it? Might be the least pleasant man I've ever met.
Catelyn Stark: Yes, and that is why...
Brynden 'Blackfish' Tully: I've seen wet shits I liked better than Walder Frey.

Catelyn Stark: Don't you drink, Lord Bolton?
Roose Bolton: Never do, my lady. Dulls the senses.
Brynden 'Blackfish' Tully: That's the point. Didn't you marry one of these Frey girls?
Roose Bolton: Aye. Lord Walder let me choose any of his granddaughters, and promised me the girl's weight in silver as a dowry. So I have a fat young bride.
Catelyn Stark: I hope she makes you very happy.
Roose Bolton: Well, she's made me very rich.