Game of Thrones, Season 4

Lysa Arryn:
What took you so long?

Petyr Baelish:
Arranging for the ascension of King Tommen I, extricating Sansa, getting her here alive.

Lysa Arryn:
She's here. We've spent more than enough time on her for one evening. Let's get married tonight.

Petyr Baelish:
Ought we not... inform the Lords of the Vale about the ceremony?

Lysa Arryn:
There's only one Lord of the Vale. The others can all hang. Lurking and simpering on the stairs like buzzards the moment my husband died, trying to get their claws in me.

Petyr Baelish:
I do think that we could wait until-

Lysa Arryn:
I'm done waiting, Petyr. We had our wedding night many years ago. Or don't you remember?

Petyr Baelish:
Like it was yesterday.

Lysa Arryn:
What wife would do for you the things I've done for you? What wife would trust you the way I've trusted you? When you gave me those drops and told me to pour them into Jon's wine, my husband's wine- when you told me to write a letter to Cat telling her it was the Lannisters--

[Petyr interrupts Lysa by kissing her passionatly]

Petyr Baelish:
The deed is done. Faded into nothing. Only speaking of it can make it real. Tonight it is, then. Let me bathe and dress for the occasion. Once I'm presentable, I'll call on the septon immediately.

[Lysa opens the doors, revealing a septon]

Lysa Arryn:
I'm warning you. I'm going to scream when my husband makes love to me. I'm going to scream so loud, they'll hear me clear across the Narrow Sea.