Game of Thrones, Season 7

[Cersei is having a floor-map of Westeros renewed. Jaime arrives and observes for a moment, then nods at the painter, who leaves]

Jaime Lannister:
What is this?

Cersei Lannister:
It's what we've been waiting for our whole lives. It's what Father trained us for, whether he knew it or not.

Jaime Lannister:
He knew it. Made me memorize every damn city, town, lake, forest, and mountain.

Cersei Lannister:
It's ours now. We just have to take it. You've been quiet since you came home. Are you angry with me?

Jaime Lannister:
No, not angry.

Cersei Lannister:
Are you afraid of me?

Jaime Lannister:
Should I be?

Cersei Lannister:
Daenerys Targaryen has chosen Tyrion to be her Hand. Right now, they're sailing across the Narrow Sea, hoping to take back her father's throne. Our little brother, the one you love so much. The one you set free. The one who murdered our father, and our firstborn son. Now, he stands beside our enemies and gives them counsel. He's out there, somewhere, at the head of an armada. Where will they land?

Jaime Lannister:
[indicates a point on the map] Dragonstone. They have deep water ports for their ships. Stannis left the castle unoccupied, and that's where she was born.

Cersei Lannister:
Enemies to the east. Enemies to the south, Ellaria Sand and her brood of bitches. Enemies to the west, Olenna, the old cunt, another traitor. Enemies to the North. Ned Stark's bastard has been named King in the North, and that murdering whore Sansa stands beside him. Enemies everywhere, we're surrounded by traitors. You're in command of the Lannister army now. How do we proceed?

Jaime Lannister:
Winter is here. We can't win a war if we can't feed our men and our horses. The Tyrells have the grain, the Tyrells have the livestock.

Cersei Lannister:
Will the Tyrell bannermen stand alongside a Dothraki horde, and Unsullied slave soldiers?

Jaime Lannister:
If they think Daenerys will win. No one wants to fight on the losing side. Right now, we look like the losing side.

Cersei Lannister:
I'm the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms.

Jaime Lannister:
Three Kingdoms, at best. I'm not sure you understand how much danger we're in.

Cersei Lannister:
I understand we're in a war for survival. I understand whoever loses dies. I understand that whoever wins could launch a dynasty that could last a thousand years.

Jaime Lannister:
A dynasty for whom? Our children are dead. We're the last of us.

Cersei Lannister:
A dynasty for us, then.

Jaime Lannister:
We never talked about Tommen.

[Cersei hurriedly walks over to the wine and pours herself a glass]

Cersei Lannister:
There's nothing to say.

Jaime Lannister:
Our baby boy killed himself.

Cersei Lannister:
He betrayed me. He betrayed us both. [Jaime shakes his head at her in disbelief] Should we spend our days mourning the dead? Mother, Father, and all our children?

Jaime Lannister:
Cersei...

Cersei Lannister:
I loved them, I did! But they're ashes now, and we're still flesh and blood. We're the last Lannisters. The last ones who count.

Jaime Lannister:
Even Lannisters can't survive without allies. Where are our allies now? You saw what happened to Walder Frey and his family.

Cersei Lannister:
I heard. How could we ever trust a man like that?

Jaime Lannister:
We couldn't. He was a useless, old coward but the Freys supported us. Now, they're all dead. Whoever killed them is no friend of ours. We need allies. Stronger, better allies. We can't win this war alone.

Cersei Lannister:
You think I listened to Father for forty years and learned nothing?