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Olenna Tyrell (Character)
from "Game of Thrones" (2011)

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"Game of Thrones: Kissed by Fire (#3.5)" (2013)
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Gods boy, that's enough. We're not in a tavern.
Podrick Payne: Pardon. my lady...
Lady Olenna Tyrell: No need to speak.

Lady Olenna Tyrell: [Olenna is in Tyrion's chambers to discuss the royal wedding]
[after Pod accidentally overfills her cup of wine]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Gods, boy, that's enough, we're not in a tavern.
Podrick Payne: Pardon, milady...
Lady Olenna Tyrell: [cutting him off] No need to speak. Are there any figs? Fetch some.
[Pod leaves]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: I always take figs mid-afternoon. They help move the bowels. To what do I owe this summons?
Tyrion Lannister: Thank you for seeing me, my lady. I had hoped we might discuss a few financial matters.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: I climbed all those steps to discuss "financial matters"?
Tyrion Lannister: It's the royal wedding. I'm told you had a hand in planning it.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Naturally.
Tyrion Lannister: It's shaping up to be a very involved affair. The word "extravagant" has been used.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: What good is the word "extravagant" if it can't be used to describe a royal wedding?
Tyrion Lannister: I understand that.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Good.
Tyrion Lannister: But, as Master of Coin, it falls upon me to calculate the cost for the crown. As of now, it's a huge expense.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: And?
Tyrion Lannister: And... we're at war, Lady Olenna.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Ah. I'd nearly forgotten.
Tyrion Lannister: Yes, and maintaining supply lines...
Lady Olenna Tyrell: [cutting him off] I can't think how it slipped my mind. What is it, twelve thousand infantrymen the Tyrell family has supplied? Eighteen hundred mounted lances. Two thousand in support. Provisions, so this city might survive the winter. A millions bushels of wheat. Half a million bushels each of barley, oats, and rye. Twenty thousand head of cattle. Fifty thousand sheep. You don't have to lecture me about wartime expenses, I'm quite familiar with them.
Tyrion Lannister: And we are so grateful for your contributions, which are necessary for the preservation of the realm.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: As is a royal wedding. The people are hungry for more than just food. They crave distractions. And if we don't provide them, they'll create their own. And their distractions are likely to end with us being torn to pieces. A royal wedding is much safer, wouldn't you say?
Tyrion Lannister: I would.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: And traditionally paid for by the royal family.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: I was told you were drunk, impertinent, and thoroughly debauched. You can imagine my disappointment at finding nothing but a browbeaten bookkeeper.
[Pod returns with a plate of figs]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Where did you go for them, Volantis?
[she takes a fig and bites into it]
Tyrion Lannister: My lady...
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Oh, very well. I won't have it said that House Tyrell refuses to play its part. We'll pay for half the expenses, and the celebrations will go on as planned. Is that sufficient?
[she stands; Tyrion stands as well, before Olenna can change her mind]
Tyrion Lannister: Quite sufficient, thank you.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Very good, then. That's settled. Good day.

"Game of Thrones: Dark Wings, Dark Words (#3.2)" (2013)
Margaery Tyrell: Lady Sansa, it is an honor to present my grandmother, the Lady Olenna of House Tyrell.
Olenna Tyrell: Kiss me, child.
[Olenna extends her hand, and Sansa kisses it]
Olenna Tyrell: It's so good of you to visit me and my foolish flock of hens. We're very sorry for your losses.
Sansa Stark: And I was sorry when I heard of Lord Renly's death, Lady Margaery. He was very gallant.
Olenna Tyrell: Gallant, yes, and charming and very clean. He knew how to dress and smile, and somehow this gave him the notion he was fit to be king.
Margaery Tyrell: Renly was brave and gentle, Grandmother. Father liked him, and so did Loras.
Olenna Tyrell: Loras is young and very good at knocking men off horses with a stick. That does NOT make him wise. As for your fathead father...
Margaery Tyrell: Grandmother! What will Sansa think of us?
Olenna Tyrell: She might think we have some wits about us. One of us, at any rate.
[Olenna looks at Sansa]
Olenna Tyrell: It was treason. I warned them. Robert has two sons and Renly has an older brother. How can he possibly have any claim to that ugly iron chair? We should have stayed well out of all this, if you ask me. But once the cow's been milked, there's no squirting the cream back up her udder, so here we are to see things through. What do you say to that, Sansa?
[Sansa does not know what to say]

Olenna Tyrell: Do you know my son? The Lord of Highgarden?
Sansa Stark: I haven't had the pleasure.
[Olenna chuckles]
Olenna Tyrell: No great pleasure, believe me. A ponderous oaf. His father was an oaf as well. My husband, the late Lord Luthor. He managed to ride off a cliff whilst hawking. They say he was looking up at the sky and paying no mind to where his horse was taking him. And now my son is doing the same, only this time he's riding a lion instead of a horse. Now... I want you to tell me the truth about this royal boy, this Joffrey.
Sansa Stark: I... I...
Olenna Tyrell: You, you. Who else would know better? We've heard some troubling tales. Is there any truth to them? Has this boy mistreated you?
[Sansa remains silent]
Olenna Tyrell: Has he ripped out your tongue?
Sansa Stark: [stammering] Joff - KING Joffrey, he, His Grace, is very fair and handsome and as brave as a lion...
Olenna Tyrell: Yes, all Lannisters are lions. And when a Tyrell farts, it smells like a rose. But how kind is he? How clever? Has he a good heart, a gentle hand?
Margaery Tyrell: I'm to be his wife. I only want to know what that means.
[a server appears with a platter of lemon cakes and sets it in front of Olenna]
Olenna Tyrell: Bring me some cheese.
Server: The cheese will be served after the cakes, my lady.
Olenna Tyrell: The cheese will be served when I want it served, and I want it served now.
[the server bows and leaves]
Olenna Tyrell: [to Sansa, offering her a lemon cake] Are you frightened, child? No need for that. We're only women here. Tell us the truth. No harm will come to you.
Sansa Stark: My father always told the truth.
Olenna Tyrell: Yes, he had that reputation. And they named him "traitor" and took his head.
Sansa Stark: [suddenly and spitefully] Joffrey. Joffrey did that. He promised he would be merciful and he cut my father's head off, and he said THAT was mercy. And he took me up on the walls and made me look at it.
Margaery Tyrell: Go on.
Sansa Stark: [quickly becoming afraid] I - I - I can't, I never meant... my father was a traitor, my brother as well, I have traitor's blood... please don't make me say any more.
Margaery Tyrell: She's terrified, Grandmother, just look at her.
Olenna Tyrell: Speak freely, child. We would never betray your confidence, I swear it.
Sansa Stark: [Sansa pauses, then looks fearfully at Olenna] He's a monster.
[neither Olenna nor Margaery react]
Olenna Tyrell: Oh. That's a pity.
Sansa Stark: Please don't stop the wedding.
Olenna Tyrell: [Olenna chuckles] Have no fear. The Lord Oaf of Highgarden is determined that Margaery should be queen. Even so, we thank you for the truth.
[she looks up and sees the server approaching]
Olenna Tyrell: Ah! Here comes my cheese.

"Game of Thrones: The Climb (#3.6)" (2013)
[Tywin offers to wed Loras and Cersei]
Olenna Tyrell: Impossible.
Tywin Lannister: Why?
Olenna Tyrell: My grandson is the pride of Highgarden. The most desirable bachelor in all seven kingdoms. Your daughter...
Tywin Lannister: Is rich, the most beautiful woman in all seven kingdoms, and the mother of the king.
Olenna Tyrell: Old.
Tywin Lannister: Old?
Olenna Tyrell: Old. I'm something of an expert on the subject.

Tywin Lannister: My stomach remains quite strong, however. The only thing that might turn it are details of your grandson's nocturnal activities. Do you deny them?
Olenna Tyrell: Oh no, not at all. A sword swallower through and through.

"Game of Thrones: And Now His Watch Is Ended (#3.4)" (2013)
Lord Varys: I choose my allies carefully, and my enemies more carefully still.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Which is Sansa Stark?
Lord Varys: Neither. A babe in the woods. I admired her father.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Yes, Ned Stark had many admirers. And how many stepped forward when the executioner came for his head?
Lord Varys: I could not help Lord Stark. Perhaps I can help his daughter.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: How?
Lord Varys: You're not the only one who has taken an interest in her.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: That's hardly surprising. She's a beautiful girl with a famous name.
Lord Varys: Indeed. She'd make a lovely match for the right suitor.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: It almost feels as if you're about to arrive at the point.
Lord Varys: Littlefinger is not long for the capital. A confidant of mine has told me that when he goes, Sansa Stark goes with him.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: And why have you come to me with this matter?
Lord Varys: Littlefinger was born with no lands, no wealth, no armies. He has acquired the first two. How long before he has the army?
[Olenna smiles]
Lord Varys: Perhaps you'll laugh, but I know him better than most, and this is the truth. Littlefinger is one of the most dangerous men in Westeros. If Robb Stark falls, Sansa Stark is the key to the North.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: And if Littlefinger marries her, he'll have the key in his pocket.
Lord Varys: Which seems such a shame. Why should a man with such a low reputation steal away such a lovely bride?
Lady Olenna Tyrell: [chuckling] You must despise him, you're working so hard to undermine him.
Lord Varys: Actually, I rather enjoy him. But he would see this country burn if he could be king of the ashes.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: You are a clever man, Lord Varys.
Lord Varys: You are too kind. I believe I have a possible solution.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: One doesn't need to be clever for that. It's all rather obvious, isn't it?

Young Tyrell Lady: [Olenna is watching some of her young granddaughters sewing] Do you like it, Nana?
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Another golden rose, how original. I eat from plates stamped with roses, I sleep in sheets embroidered with roses, I have a golden rose painted on my chamber pot... as if that makes it smell any better. Roses are boring, dear.
[she leans forward to look at the stitching]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: "Growing Strong." Ha! The dullest words of any House. "Winter Is Coming." Now that's memorable. "We Do Not Sow." Strong, strong, those are Houses you watch out for. Direwolves and krakens, fierce beasts... but a golden rose growing strong? Ha! That strikes fear in the heart.
[she looks up and sees Varys walking towards them]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Look, little loves. A spider in the garden. Run along, now. Grow strong.
[the young ladies bow and leave]
Lord Varys: My lady. I wanted to personally welcome you to King's Landing. The city has been made brighter by your presence.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: The city is made brighter by my presence? Is that your usual line, Lord Varys? Are you here to seduce me?
Lord Varys: A little obvious, perhaps.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Oh, no, please! Seduce away, it's been so long. Though I rather think it's all for naught. What happens when the nonexistent bumps against the decrepit?
[Varys looks down at his crotch, then back at Olenna, at a loss for words]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: A question for the philosophers. But you've come mincing all this way for something. So?
Lord Varys: Might I sit?
[he starts toward a nearby chair]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: No.
[Varys stops and looks at her]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Come, I've heard you're such a clever man. I'm curious why you sought me out.
Lord Varys: You've taken an interest in Sansa Stark.
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Have I? Because I spoke to her once in this garden, and one of your little spies came running to tell you? Why shouldn't I take an interest? She's an interesting girl.
Lord Varys: Is she?
Lady Olenna Tyrell: No, not particularly. But she's had an interesting childhood.
Lord Varys: She has, sadly. Well, forgive me for wasting your time. I thought we shared certain hopes for her well-being.
[he turns to leave]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: [chuckling] Come, come. You surrender rather easily.
[she gets up and takes Varys' arm]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: Walk with me. I know the walls have ears, but apparently the shrubbery does, too.

"Game of Thrones: The Broken Man (#6.7)" (2016)
Olenna Tyrell: You've lost, Cersei. It's the only joy I can find in all this misery.

Olenna Tyrell: [to Cersei] I wonder if you're the worst person I've ever met. At a certain age, it's hard to recall. But the truly vile do stand out through the years.

"Game of Thrones: Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken (#5.6)" (2015)
Cersei Lannister: Well, if it isn't the famous tart-tongued Queen of Thorns.
Olenna Tyrell: Well, if it isn't the famous tart Queen Cersei.

"Game of Thrones: The Winds of Winter (#6.10)" (2016)
Olenna Tyrell: The last time a Tyrell came to Dorne, he was assassinated. Hundred red scorpions, was it?
Ellaria Sand: You have nothing to fear from us, Lady Olenna.
Olenna Tyrell: You murder your own prince, but you expect me to trust you?
Obara Sand: We invited you to Dorne because we needed your help. You came to Dorne because you needed our help.
Olenna Tyrell: What is your name again? Barbaro?
[Nymeria chuckles]
Obara Sand: Obara.
Olenna Tyrell: [nods] Obara. You look like an angry little boy. Don't presume to tell me what I need.
Nymeria Sand: Forgive my sister. What she lacks in diplomacy, she makes...
Olenna Tyrell: Do shut up, dear.
[Olenna turns to Tyene]
Olenna Tyrell: Anything from you?
[Tyene opens her mouth, but before she can say even one word, Olenna interrupts her]
Olenna Tyrell: No? Good. Let the grown women speak.
Ellaria Sand: The Lannisters have declared war on House Tyrell. They have declared war on Dorne. We must be allies now if we wish to survive.
Olenna Tyrell: Cersei stole the future from me. She killed my son. She killed my grandson. She killed my granddaughter. Survival is not what I'm after now.
Ellaria Sand: You're absolutely right. I chose the wrong words. It is not survival I offer. It is your heart's desire.
[Ellaria rings a bell]
Olenna Tyrell: [smiles] And what is my heart's desire?
Ellaria Sand: Vengeance.
Ellaria Sand: Justice.
[to Olenna's surprise, Varys appears. He looks at Olenna gravely]
Lord Varys: Fire and Blood.

"Game of Thrones: Second Sons (#3.8)" (2013)
[at the wedding of Sansa and Tyrion, Olenna Tyrell sums up the complex family tree that will result from the impending marriages of Joffrey, Margaery, Loras and Cersei]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: [to Loras] So, their son will be your nephew after you're wed to Cersei, of course. And you will be the king's stepfather and brother-in-law.
[Loras looks annoyed and upset. He does not respond]
Lady Olenna Tyrell: [to Margaery] When you marry the king, Joffrey's mother will become his sister-in-law. And your son will be Loras'... nephew? Grandson? I'm not sure. But your brother will become your father-in-law, that much is beyond dispute.
[Loras looks angrily at his grandmother, and leaves the table. Olenna smiles smugly]

"Game of Thrones: Book of the Stranger (#6.4)" (2016)
Kevan Lannister: We'll have civil war. Many will die.
Olenna Tyrell: Many will die no matter what we do. Better them than us.

"Game of Thrones: The Gift (#5.7)" (2015)
Olenna Tyrell: [to Littlefinger] They'll never even find what's left of you.