Game of Thrones, Season 3

Tormund Giantsbane:
I smell a Crow.

Lord of Bones:
We killed his friends. Thought you'd want to question this one.

Tormund Giantsbane:
What do we want with a baby Crow?

Ygritte:
This baby killed Qhorin Halfhand.

Tormund Giantsbane:
That halfhanded cunt killed friends of mine. Friends twice your size.

Jon Snow:
My father taught me big men fall just as quick as little ones if you put a sword through their hearts.

Tormund Giantsbane:
Plenty of little men tried to put their swords through my heart. And there's plenty of little skeletons buried in the woods. What's your name, boy?

Jon Snow:
Jon Snow... Your Grace.

Tormund Giantsbane:
"Your Grace?" Do you hear that? From now on, you'd better kneel every time I fart.