Game of Thrones, Season 2

[Tywin Lannister has just arrived at Harrenhal]

Tywin Lannister:
What's this?

Gregor Clegane:
We weren't expecting you till tomorrow, Lord Tywin.

Tywin Lannister:
[chuckles] Evidently not. Why are these prisoners not in their cells?

Gregor Clegane:
Cells are overflowing, my Lord.

Polliver:
This lot won't be here long. Don't need no permanent place. After we interrogate 'em we usually just -- [gestures towards the heads on spikes]

Tywin Lannister:
Are we so well-manned that we can afford to discard able young bodies and skilled laborers? [Polliver doesn't answer and Tywin turns to Gendry] You, do you have a trade?

Gendry:
Smith, my Lord.

Polliver:
[sees Arya staring] What are you looking at? Kneel! Kneel or I'll carve your lungs out, boy.

Tywin Lannister:
You'll do no such thing. This one's a girl...you idiot! Dressed as a boy. Why?

Arya:
Safer to travel, my Lord.

Tywin Lannister:
Smart. More than I can say for this lot. Get these prisoners to work. Bring the girl. I need a new cupbearer.