Ned: I followed you into war, twice. Without doubts, without second thoughts. But I will not follow you now. The Robert I grew up with didn't tremble in the shadow of an unborn child.
Robert: She dies.
Ned: I will have not part of it.
Robert: You're the King's Hand Lord Stark, you will do as I command or I'll find me a hand who will.
Ned: And good luck to him, I thought you were a better man.
Robert: Out, damn you, I'm done with you! Go, run back to Winterfell! I'll have your head on a spike!!