Game of Thrones (TV Series)

A Golden Crown (2011)

Ian McElhinney: Barristan Selmy

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• [Robert, Renly, Ser Barristan Selmy and Lancel are on hunting trip. Robert and Renly are armed with boar spears. Lancel carries a wineskin] 

  Lancel Lannister : More wine, your Grace?

  [Robert takes the wineskin and drinks deeply. Then he hands it back to Lancel] 

  Robert Baratheon : What was I saying?

  Renly Baratheon : Simpler time.

  Robert Baratheon : It was! It was. You're too young to remember. Wasn't it simpler, Selmy?

  Renly Baratheon : It was, Your Grace.

  Robert Baratheon : The enemy was right in the open, vicious as you like, all but sending you a bloody invitation. Nothing like today.

  Renly Baratheon : It sounds exhilarating.

  Robert Baratheon : Exhilarating, yes. Not as exhilarating as those balls and masquerades you like to throw.

  [Robert chuckles] 

  Robert Baratheon : You ever fuck a Riverlands girl?

  Renly Baratheon : Once. I think.

  Robert Baratheon : You think? I think you'd remember. Back in our day, you weren't a real man until you'd fucked one girl from each of the Seven Kingdoms and the Riverlands. We used to call it "making the eight".

  Renly Baratheon : [dryly]  Those were some lucky girls.

  Robert Baratheon : You ever make the eight, Barristan?

  Barristan Selmy : I don't believe so, Your Grace.

  Robert Baratheon : [chuckles]  Those were the days.

  [Renly stops and glares at his elder brother] 

  Renly Baratheon : [angrily]  Which days, exactly? The ones where half of Westeros fought the other half and millions died? Or before that, when the Mad King slaughtered women and babies because the voices in his head told him they deserved it? Or way before that, when dragons burned whole cities to the ground?

  Robert Baratheon : [threateningly]  Easy, boy. You might be my brother, but you're speaking to the King.

  Renly Baratheon : [disgustedly]  I suppose it was all rather heroic... if you were drunk enough and had some poor Riverlands whore to shove your prick inside and "make the eight".

  [Renly storms away] 

  Lancel Lannister : More wine, Your Grace?

  [again, Robert takes the wineskin and drinks deeply. Barristan Selmy looks at him concerned. Robert hands the wineskin back to Lancel and continues walking. Lancel and Selmy follow him]