Game of Thrones, Season 4

Varys:
Prince Oberyn.

Oberyn Martell:
Lord Varys.

Varys:
Only "Varys". I'm not actually a nobleman; no-one is under obligation to call me "Lord".

Oberyn Martell:
And yet everyone does. [pause]

Varys:
You seemed quite knowledgeable about the Unsullied, Prince Oberyn. Did you spend much time in Essos?

Oberyn Martell:
five years.

Varys:
May I ask why?

Oberyn:
It is a big and beautiful world. Most people live and die in the same corner where we were born in, without ever getting to see more of it. I don't want to be most of us.

Varys:
[smiles] Most of us aren't princes.

'Oberyn Martell:
[stares at Varys for a moment, then smiles] You are from Essos. Where? Lhys?... [notices Varys' disconcerted expression] I have an ear for accents.

Varys:
[sharply] I've lost my accent entirely.

Oberyn Martell:
[smiles] I have an ear for that as well. How did you get here?

Varys:
It's a long story.

Oberyn Martell:
[shrugs] One you don't like telling people?

Varys:
People I trust...

Oberyn Martell:
My paramour, Ellaria, she would find you very interesting. You should come to the brothel and meet her. We've brought our own wine- not the swill they serve here- and we have some lovely boys. You did like boys, before? [Varys shakes his head] Really? Girls? Hmmm... hope you won't be offended when I say I never would have guessed.

Varys:
Not at all... but I was never interested in girls either.

Oberyn Martell:
What, then?

Varys:
Nothing.

Oberyn Martell:
Everybody is interested in something.

Varys:
Not me. When I see what desire does to people- what it's done to this country- I am very glad to have no part in it. Besides, the absence of desire leaves one free to pursue... other things.

Oberyn Martell:
Such as?... [he follows Vary's gaze to the Iron Throne; Varys walks away, and Oberyn smiles]