You're the Hound.
I saw you once at Winterfell.
You're the one they call the dog.
Not a man at all...
a Hound!
Has anyone ever told you the story of the Mountain and the Hound?
Lovely little tale of brotherly love.
You say your brother gave you that sword.
My brother gave me this.
Pressed me to the fire like I was a nice juicy mutton chop.
The pain was bad.
But the worst thing was it was my brother who did it.
- I'm practicing. - Practicing for what?
- The Prince. - Arya!
He's a liar and a coward. And he killed my friend.
- The Hound killed your friend. - The Hound does whatever the Prince tells him to do!
- You don't deny killing this boy? - I was Joffrey's sworn shield.
Not my place to question Princes.
Away with you, dog.
You're scaring my Lady.
Come, dog.
Kill him! Kill all of them, I command it.
- Here. - What are you doing? I want these people executed!
- They want the same for you! - I owe you my life, Ser.
I'm no Ser.
I have no wish to kill you Ser.
- I'm not a Knight. - Please, Ser!
Ser? I'm a dog, remember? The King's dog.
- Do as you bid, child. - Does it give you joy to scare people?
No, it gives me joy to kill people.
Please!
Killing's the sweetest thing there is.
The world is built by killers.
So you better get used to looking at them.
I know fear when I see it.
Seen it a lot.
I think some of 'em are a bit afraid of you.
- I'm used to it. - I knew fear when I saw it in you.
- You're afraid of fire. - No fire!
Clegane we need you!
- Don't give up on us! - Fuck off!
The Blackwater's on fire.
Dog, I command you to go back out there and fight!
Fuck the Kingsguard.
Fuck the city. Fuck the King.
- Come with me Arya. I'll take you to safety. - Safety?
Where the fuck's that?!
Her aunt in the Eyrie is dead. Her mother's dead, her father's dead, her brother's dead.
Winterfell is a pile of rubble.
There's no safety you dumb bitch.
If you don't know that by now, you're the wrong one to watch over her.
I was only trying to protect her.
That's what you're doing? Watching over her?
You and me both.
Aye, that's what I'm doing.
You're alright now, little bird, you're alright.
Well done, Clegane.
I didn't do it for you.
This was all your idea.
Seems every bad idea has some Lannister cunt behind it.
And some Clegane cunt to help them see it through.
Hate's as good a thing as any, to keep a person going.
Better than most.
You lived your life for the King. You're gonna die for some chickens?
- Someone is. - Any man dies with a clean sword, I'll rape his fucking corpse!
You're a fighter. Real warrior, proper training. You were born a fighter.
I like to see a man's face when I put steel in him.
- There's a reason you're still here. - There's a reason I'm a big fucker and I'm tough to kill.
- No, a reason. - Go in peace, Sandor Clegane.
- The Lord of Light isn't done with you yet. - Gods aren't done with you yet.
- You left me to die. - Kill me!
You're a cold little bitch, aren't you?
- You're learning. - Is that why you're still alive?
Violence is a disease.
You don't cure a disease by spreading it to other people
Why do you think it ended for them?
I know I can never bring that lad back.
All I can do, with the time I've got left is bring a little goodness in the World.
Never too late to stop robbing people, stop killing people... and start helping people.
We ask the Father to judge us with mercy...
- Never too late to come back. - We ask the Mother...
I'm sorry you're dead.
You deserved better.
Both of you.
It's my fucking luck I end up with a band of fire worshippers.
- Thoros. - Clegane
- The fuck you doing here? - The fuck you doing here?
Aye. Almost seems like divine justice.
-We may take the steps, but the Lord of Light-- - For fuck's sake, will you shut your hole?
You can still help a lot more than you've harmed, Clegane.
It's not too late for you.
If the Gods are real...
They say it's one of the better ways to go.
...why haven't they punished me?
They have.
Why are you always so hateful?
- Fuck off. - Why are you always in such a foul mood?
- Dumb cunt. - Experience.
- Don't point your fucking finger at me. - Don't touch me.
I don't think you're truly mean.
You have sad eyes.
What are you doing up here?
What does it look like.
No. I mean, what are you doing up here?
You joined the Brotherhood, you went beyond the Wall with Jon, you're here now, why?
When was the last time you for anyone but yourself?
I fought for you, didn't I?
- Who would pass the Bloody Gate? - The bloody Hound. Sandor Clegane
And his... travelling companion.
On your own?
Going to leave me to die again if I get hurt?
Probably.
- Used to be you couldn't look at me. - Look at me!
That was a long time ago. I've seen much worse than you since then.
You never used to shut up, now you're just sitting there like a mute.
- Guess I've changed. - You changed, little bird.
You think you wanted revenge a long time?
I've been after it all my life.
It's all I care about.
- You want to be like me? - You her father?
You come with me, you die here.
Remember me? You're even fucking uglier than I am now.
What did they do to you?
Doesn't matter.
- Hello, big brother. - That's not how it ends for you, brother.
You know who's coming for you.
You've always known.
Sandor...
Thank you.