Are you sure, you want to do this It’s not what I want, It’s what honor demands And what does honor demand? That I defend my family from those who would harm us That I defend the north from those who would betray us All right, then. Get on with it. You stand accused of murder. You stand accused of treason. How do you answer these charges? Lord Baelish *crowd screaming* My sister asked you a question. Lady Sansa,
forgive me… I’m a bit confused. Which charges confuse you? Let’s start with the simplest one. You murdered our aunt Lysa Arryn You pushed her through the moon door and watched her fall. Do you deny it? I did it to protect you. You did it to take power in the Vale. Earlier you conspired to murder John Arryn and gave Lysa Tears of Lyse to poison him. Do you deny it? Whatever your aunt
might have told you… she was a troubled woman. She imagined enemies everywhere You had Aunt Lysa send a letter to our parents telling them it was the
Lannisters who murdered Jon Arryn when, really,
it was you. The conflict between the Starks and the Lannisters it was you who started it. Do you deny it? I know of no such letter. You conspired with Cersei Lannister and Joffrey Baratheon to
betray our father, Ned Stark. Thanks, your treachery. He was imprisoned and later executed on false charges of treason. Do you deny it? *happy crowed screaming* None of you were there to see what happened. None of you
knows the truth. You held a knife
to his throat. You said “I did warn you not to trust me” You told our mother this knife belonged to Tyrion Lannister. But that was another
one of your lies. It was yours. Lady Sansa, I have known you since you were a girl. I’ve protected you. Protected me? By selling me to the Boltons? If we could speak alone, I can explain everything. Sometimes when I’m trying to
understand a person’s motives, I play a little game. * very happy crowed scream* I assume the worst. What’s the worst reason you have for turning me
against my sister? *OMG* That’s what you do, isn’t it? That’s what you’ve always done… turn family
against family, turn sister
against sister. That’s what you did to our mother and aunt Lysa. That’s what you tried to do to us Sansa please… I’m a slow learner, it’s true. But I learn. Give me a chance to defend myself. I deserve that. I am Lord protector of the Vale and I command you to escort me safely back to the Eyrie I think not Sansa, I beg you… I loved your mother since
the time I was a boy. And yet, you betrayed her. I loved you. More than anyone. And yet, you betrayed me. When you brought me back to Winterfell you told me there’s no justice in the world, not unless we make it Thank you for all your many
lessons, Lord Baelish. I will never
forget them. Sansa.. * Got got you Lord Baelish*