Game of Thrones, Season 8

Daenerys Targaryen:
Lady Sansa, I was hoping we could speak alone. [Yohn Royce bows curtly to her and leaves] I thought you and I were on the verge of agreement, before. About Ser Jaime?

Sansa Stark:
Brienne has been loyal to me, always. I trust her more than anyone.

Daenerys Targaryen:
I wish I could have that kind of faith in my advisors.

Sansa Stark:
Tyrion is a good man. He was never anything but decent towards me.

Daenerys Targaryen:
I didn't ask him to be my Hand, simply because he was good. I asked him to be my Hand because he was good, and intelligent, and ruthless when he had to be. [Sansa nods, conceding that point] He never should have trusted Cersei.

Sansa Stark:
You never should have, either.

Daenerys Targaryen:
I thought he knew his sister.

Sansa Stark:
Families are complicated.

Daenerys Targaryen:
[smiles] Ours certainly have been.

Sansa Stark:
A sad thing to have in common. [they both sit]

Daenerys Targaryen:
We have other things in common. We both know what it means to lead people, who aren't inclined to accept a woman's rule... and we've both done a damn good job of it, from what I can tell. [Sansa smiles briefly] And yet, I can't help but feel... we're at odds with one another. Why is that? Your brother?

Sansa Stark:
He loves you, you know that.

Daenerys Targaryen:
That bothers you?

Sansa Stark:
Men do stupid things for women. They're easily manipulated.

Daenerys Targaryen:
All my life, I've known one goal: the Iron Throne. Taking it back from the people who destroyed my family, and almost destroyed yours; my war was against them. Until I met Jon. Now I'm here, half a world away, fighting Jon's war, alongside him. Tell me, who manipulated whom?

Sansa Stark:
I should've thanked you, the moment you arrived. That was a mistake.

Daenerys Targaryen:
[takes her hand] I'm here because I love your brother... and I trust him. And I know he's true to his word. He's only the second man in my life I can say that about.

Sansa Stark:
Who was the first?

Daenerys Targaryen:
Someone taller. [they both chuckle]

Sansa Stark:
And what happens, afterwards? [Dany looks at her questioningly] We defeat the Dead, we destroy Cersei... what happens then?

Daenerys Targaryen:
I take the Iron Throne.

Sansa Stark:
What about the North? [sharply] It was taken from us, and we took it back. And we said, we'd never bow to anyone else, again. What about the North?

[Dany's expression hardens and she lets go of Sansa's hand]