Grand Maester, you examined King Joffrey's corpse.
Maester Aemon.- How did you know.
It appears to be a tie, Maester.
Let the Maester show you his stores.
Your Grace, Grand Maester, Lord Tyrell, uh.
Come, Maester, don't look so grim.
I am acting commander here, Maester Aemon.
Maester Luwin, send a raven to Pyke.
Maester Luwin taught me that.
Grand Maester Pycelle made the same joke.
Tywin: Grand Maester, you examined King Joffrey's corpse.
TYWlN: Grand Maester, you examined King Joffrey's corpse.
Maester Aemon said it a long time ago.
Maester Luwin, send a raνen to Pyke.
The qualification of loyalty, Grand Maester.
The night is gathering, Maester Aemon.
Rodrik, yeah.- And Maester Luwin.
Maester Faull was quite the opposite.
Rodrick, yeah. Luwin, yeah… and Maester Luwin.
Yes, my-- Maester. Master. Maester.
Your Grace, Grand Maester, Lord Tyrell.
Don't say that, Maester Aemon.
Maester Aemon. Lord Commander.
Be careful on the stairs, Grand Maester.
Thank you for your counsel, Grand Maester.
A Maester's duties become more urgent.
No Maester knows how to save him.