Game of Thrones, Season 5

Ellaria Sand:
[as Jaime writes a letter] You write like a seven-year-old.

Jaime Lannister:
My maester kindly agreed to copy it over for me.

Ellaria Sand:
He didn't try to make you pay? [Jaime shakes his head] Maybe he's changed. The Queen will be thrilled to know you're bringing her daughter home.

Jaime Lannister:
She will.

Ellaria Sand:
You love her very much, don't you?.

Jaime Lannister:
Of course! She's my niece.

Ellaria Sand:
I wasn't talking about her. You think I disapprove? Why? Because people disapprove of that sort of thing where you are from? They disapproved of Oberyn and me, where you are from. Here no one blinked an eye. A hundred years ago, no one would have blinked an eye at you if you'd been named Targaryen. It's always changing, who we're supposed to love and who we're not. The only thing that stays the same is that we want who we want. I know your daughter had no part in the terrible thing that happened, to the man I loved. Perhaps, even you are innocent of that.