Game of Thrones, Season 3

[Ramsay Snow blows on a trumpet, awakening Theon, who is hanging from a rack]

Ramsay:
Sorry. Were you sleeping?

Theon:
Wa...

Ramsay:
Wa? Wa? Water! You want some water.

[Ramsay grabs a cup of water]

Ramsay:
I wish I had some for you.

[Ramsay pours the water on the ground in front of an anguished Theon. Ramsay walks up to him]

Ramsay:
So let's play a game. Which body part do you need the least?

Theon:
Please...

Ramsay:
Please is not a body part.

Theon:
I'll tell you everything, please...

Ramsay:
But you already told me everything, remember? Your daddy was mean to you. The Starks didn't appreciate you. One good bit, though: the Stark boys, they're still alive. Wouldn't that be a hunt to remember? You failed, but I'm a better hunter than you. Now, how about your little finger? You don't need that for much, do you? No? Good. Let's start with that.

[Ramsay begins loosening the binds on Theon's right hand]

Ramsay:
You've been wondering why you're here, haven't you? Where you are, who I am, why I'm doing this to you. So guess. If you guess right, I'll tell you. By the Old Gods and the New, I swear it. You win the game if you can figure out who I am and why I'm torturing you, and I win the game if you beg me to cut off your finger!

Theon:
If I win, you'll let me go?

Ramsay:
If you think this has a happy ending, you haven't been paying attention.

Theon:
Please...

Ramsay:
[pulling out a knife] You say please again and you'll wish you hadn't. You first. Where are we?

Theon:
The North.

Ramsay:
Too vague.

Theon:
Deepwood Motte.

Ramsay:
Terrible guess!

[Ramsay jams the knife in Theon's little finger. Theon groans in pain]

Ramsay:
Now where?

Theon:
Last Hearth.

Ramsay:
Do I look like a f***ing Umber to you?

[Ramsay moves the blade around]

Theon:
Aaaah, the Karhold!

Ramsay:
Karhold? How did you know that? Did you see any banners flying when we came in?

Theon:
No, it was just a guess.

Ramsay:
Very good, Lord Theon. And who am I?

Theon:
Torrhen Karstark.

Ramsay:
He's dead. Strangled by the Kingslayer.

Ramsay:
He was your brother. Your father is Lord Rickard Karstark.

[A defeated Ramsay sits back down]

Theon:
You swore to tell me if I-!

Ramsay:
You're right.

Theon:
Lord Rickard Karstark is Robb Stark's bannerman. I betrayed Robb. That's why you're torturing me.

Ramsay:
Yes. You win.

[Theon breathes a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Ramsay springs back to his feet]

Ramsay:
Of course you forgot to ask one question. You forgot to ask if I'm a liar!

[Ramsay sticks his knife back into Theon's little finger, causing Theon to scream in agony]

Ramsay:
I'm afraid I am.

[Ramsay begins carving Theon's skin on his little finger]

Ramsay:
Everything I told you is a lie.

[Ramsay begins to peel off Theon's little finger skin. Theon screams in absolute pain]

Ramsay:
This isn't happening to you for a reason. Well, one reason: I enjoy it.

Theon:
PLEASE CUT IT OFF, CUT IT OFF, CUT IT OFF, AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!

Ramsay:
I win.