Aidan Gillen credited as playing...
Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish
- Petyr Baelish: The mere suggestion that the queen's brother tried to kill your boy would be considered treason.
- Catelyn Stark: We have proof. We have the blade.
- Petyr Baelish: Which Lord Tyrion will say was stolen from him. The only man who could say otherwise has no throat, thanks to your boy's wolf.
- Catelyn Stark: Petyr has promised to help us find the truth. He's like a little brother to me, Ned. He would never betray my trust.
- Petyr Baelish: I'll try to keep you alive, for her sake. A fool's task, admittedly, but I've never been able to refuse your wife anything.
- Catelyn Stark: I won't forget this. You're a true friend.
- Petyr Baelish: Don't tell anyone. I have a reputation to maintain.
- Catelyn Stark: How did you know I was coming?
- Lord Varys: Knowledge is my trade, my lady. Did you bring the dagger with you, by any chance?
- [noticing her glance at Rodrik]
- Lord Varys: My little birds are everywhere, even in the North. They whisper to me the strangest stories.
- [Rodrik hands the dagger over]
- Lord Varys: Valyrian steel.
- Catelyn Stark: Do you know whose dagger this is?
- Lord Varys: I must admit I do not.
- Petyr Baelish: [snickering] Well, well, this is an historic day. Something you don't know that I do. There's only one dagger like this in all of the Seven Kingdoms. It's mine.
- Catelyn Stark: Yours?
- Petyr Baelish: At least it was, until the tournament on Prince Joffrey's last nameday. I bet on Ser Jaime in the jousting, as any sane man would. When the Knight of the Flowers unseated him, I lost this dagger.
- Catelyn Stark: To whom?
- Petyr Baelish: Tyrion Lannister. The Imp.
- Catelyn Stark: You little worm! You take me for some back-alley Sally that you can drag into a...
- [a prostitute appears with her john]
- Petyr Baelish: Psst!
- [Littlefinger ushers the prostitute away]
- Petyr Baelish: I meant no disrespect to you of all people.
- Catelyn Stark: How dare you bring me here! Have you lost your mind?
- Petyr Baelish: No one will come looking for you here. Isn't that what you wanted? I'm truly sorry about the locale.
- Catelyn Stark: How did you know I was coming to King's Landing?
- Petyr Baelish: A dear friend told me.
- [Varys enters]
- Lord Varys: Lady Stark.
- Catelyn Stark: Lord Varys.
- Lord Varys: To see you again after so many years is a blessing.
- Petyr Baelish: I've hoped to meet you for some time, Lord Stark. No doubt Lady Catelyn has mentioned me.
- Eddard Stark: She has, Lord Baelish. I understand you knew my brother Brandon, as well.
- Petyr Baelish: All too well. I still carry a token of his esteem from navel to collarbone.
- Eddard Stark: Perhaps you chose the wrong man to duel with.
- Petyr Baelish: Well, it wasn't the man that I chose, my lord. It was Catelyn Tully. A woman worth fighting for, I'm sure you'll agree.
- Renly Baratheon: My brother instructs us to stage a tournament in honor of Lord Stark's appointment as Hand of the King.
- Petyr Baelish: Mm, how much?
- Eddard Stark: 40,000 Gold Dragons to the champion, 20,000 to the runner-up, 20,000 to the winning archer.
- Grand Maester Pycelle: Can the treasury bear such expense?
- Petyr Baelish: I'll have to borrow it. The Lannisters will accommodate, I expect. We already owe Lord Tywin three million gold. What's another 80,000?
- Eddard Stark: Are you telling me the crown is three million in debt?
- Petyr Baelish: I'm telling you the crown is six million in debt.
- Eddard Stark: How could you let this happen?
- Petyr Baelish: The Master of Coin finds the money. The king and the Hand spend it.
- Eddard Stark: I will not believe Jon Arryn allowed Robert to bankrupt the realm.
- Grand Maester Pycelle: Lord Arryn gave wise and prudent advice, but I fear His Grace doesn't always listen.
- Renly Baratheon: "Counting coppers," he calls it.
- Eddard Stark: I'll speak to him tomorrow. This tournament is an extravagance we cannot afford.
- Petyr Baelish: As you will. But still, we'd best make our plans.
- Eddard Stark: [more aggressively than intended] There will be no plans until I speak to Robert.
- [Eddard calms down]
- Eddard Stark: Forgive me, my lords. I'm... I had a long ride.
- Lord Varys: You are the King's Hand, Lord Stark. We serve at your pleasure.