Game of Thrones, Season 4

Oberyn Martell:
I'm sorry about your grandson.

Tywin Lannister:
Are you?

Oberyn Martell:
I don't believe that a child is responsible for the sins of his father- or his grandfather. An awful way to die...

Tywin Lannister:
Which way is that?

Oberyn Martell:
Are you interrogating me, Lord Tywin?

Tywin Lannister:
Some believe the king choked.

Oberyn Martell:
Some believe the sky is blue because we live inside the eye of a blue-eyed giant. The king was poisoned.

Tywin Lannister:
I hear you studied poisons at the Citadel.

Oberyn Martell:
I did. This is why I know.

Tywin Lannister:
Your hatred for my family is...rather well known. You arrive in the capital, an expert in poisoning; some days later, my grandson dies of poisoning.

Oberyn Martell:
Rather suspicious. Why haven't you thrown me in a dungeon?

Tywin Lannister:
You spoke with Tyrion in this very brothel on the day you arrived. What did you discuss?

Oberyn Martell:
[amused] You think we conspired together?

Tywin Lannister:
What did you discuss?

Oberyn Martell:
The death of my sister. [approaches Tywin menacingly]

Tywin Lannister:
For which you blame me.

Oberyn Martell:
[angrily] She was raped and murdered by the Mountain. The Mountain follows your orders. Of course I blame you.

Tywin Lannister:
[cocks an eyebrow] I stand before you unarmed, unguarded. Should I be worried?

Oberyn Martell:
[smiles coldly] You are unarmed and unguarded because you know me better than that. I'm a man of reason; if I slit your throat today, I will be drawn and quartered tomorrow.

Tywin Lannister:
Men at war commit all kinds of crimes, without their superiors' knowledge.

Oberyn Martell:
So you're denying involvement in Elia's murder?

Tywin Lannister:
Categorically. [long pause, then Oberyn turns away]

Oberyn Martell:
I would like to speak with the Mountain.

Tywin Lannister:
[raises his eyebrows again, smiles] I'm sure he would enjoy speaking with you.

Oberyn Martell:
He might not enjoy it as he thinks he would.

Tywin Lannister:
I could arrange for this meeting-

Oberyn Martell:
But you want something in return.

Tywin Lannister:
There will be a trial for my son and as custom dictates, three judges will render a verdict. I will preside, Mace Tyrell will serve as the second judge and I would like you to be the third.

Oberyn Martell:
Why?

Tywin Lannister:
Not long ago, the Tyrells sided with Renly Baratheon, declared themselves enemies of the throne; now they are our strongest allies-

Oberyn Martell:
Well, you made the Tyrell girl a Queen. Asking me to judge at your son's trial isn't quite as tempting.

Tywin Lannister:
I will also invite you to sit on the Small Council, to serve as one of the new king's principal advisors. [Oberyn sips his wine, then turns around]

Oberyn Martell:
I never realized you had such respect for Dorne, Lord Tywin.

Tywin Lannister:
We are not Seven Kingdoms until Dorne returns to the fold. The king is dead, the Greyjoys are in open rebellion, a wildling army marches on the Wall and in the East, a Targaryen girl has three dragons. Before long, she will turn her eyes to Westeros. Only the Dornish managed to resist Aegon Targaryen and his dragons.

Oberyn Martell:
[grins] You're saying you need us? That must be hard for you to admit.

Tywin Lannister:
We need each other. You help me serve justice to the King's assassins... and I will help you serve justice to Elia's. [Offers Oberyn his hand to shake]