Yes, it's been a long time...
but I still remember every face.
You remember your first?
Of course, Your Grace.
Who was it?
A Tyroshi. Never learned the name.
Hm. How did you do it?
Lance through the heart.
Quick one. Lucky for you.
Mine was some Tarly boy at the battle of Summerhall.
My horse took an arrow, so I was on foot, slogging through the mud.
He came running at me, this dumb highborn lad,
thinking he could end the rebellion
with a single swing of his sword.
I knocked him down with the hammer.
Gods, I was strong then.
Caved in his breastplate.
Probably shattered every rib he had.
I stood over him, hammer in the air.
Right before I brought it down, he shouted: wait!
Wait!
(Robert chuckles)
They never tell you how they all shit themselves. 
They don't put that part in the songs.
Stupid boy...
Now the Tarlys bend the knee, like everyone else.
He could have lingered on the edge of the battle with the smart boys, 
and today his wife would be making him miserable, 
his sons would be ingrates,
And he would be waking three times in the night to piss into a bowl
Wine!
Lancel...
Gods, what a stupid name. 
Lancel Lannister.
Who named you? 
Some halfwit with a stutter?
What are you doing?
It's empty, your grace.
What do you mean it's empty?
There's no more wine.
Is that what empty means?
So. Get. More.
Tell your cousin to get in here.
Kingslayer! Get in here!
Sourrounded by Lannisters.
Every time I close my eyes I
see their blonde hair and their smug, satisfied faces.
It must wound your pride. 
Standing out there, like a glorified sentry.
Jaime Lannister, son of the mighty Tywin.
Forced to mind the door while your king eats and drinks and shits and fucks.
So, come on.
We're telling war stories. 
Who was your first kill, not counting old men?
One of the outlaws in the Brotherhood.
I was there that day.
You were only a squire. Sixteen years old.
You killed Simon Toyne with a counter-riposte.
Best move I ever saw.
Good fighter, Toyne.
But he lacked stamina.
Your outlaw. Any last words?
I cut his head off. So, no.
(Barristan chuckles)
What about Aerys Targaryen? 
What did the Mad King say when you stabbed him in the back?
I never asked.
Did he call you a traitor?
Did he plead for a reprieve?
He said the same thing he had been saying for hours:
"Burn them all"
If that is all, Your Grace.
