Don't get up. My Lord. Should I explain to you the meaning o...
Jaime: Don't get up.
Whore: My Lord.
Tyrion: Should I explain to you the meaning of a closed door in a whorehouse, brother?
Jaime: You have much to teach me, no doubt. But our sister craves your attention.
Tyrion: She has our cravings, our sister.
Jaime: A family trait. The Starks are feasting us at sundown. Don't leave me alone with these people.
Tyrion: Sorry, I've begun the feast a bit early, and this is the first of many courses.
Jaime: I thought you might say that, but since we're short on time...come on girls. See you at sundown.
Tyrion: Close the door!