Jaime, seeing Brienne for the first time: You look like someone who will create a lot of problems for me.
Brienne:
Jaime: I’m kinda into that.
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Jaime, seeing Brienne for the first time: You look like someone who will create a lot of problems for me.
Brienne:
Jaime: I’m kinda into that.
Jaime since he watched Brienne kill those Stark men:
Jaime: Wench, I bet you wish I would fling you down and tear off your clothes.
Brienne: No, shut up.
Jaime: I would be your third betrothed...
Brienne: No.
Jaime: We should have the wedding in the Great Sept...
Brienne: No.
Jaime: You can choose the name of our first child...
Brienne: No.
Jaime: I’ll choose the rest of them though...Five, we should have five. No! Seven, we’ll have seven.
Brienne: No.
Jaime: Here, this tree, I’ll make my rocking chair from this tree, and you’ll sit in my lap when we grow old.
Brienne:...
Jaime: Alright, I can sit in yours...
Jaime: We need an adult!
Sansa: But… you’re an adult...?
Jaime: No, we need a real adult. Brienne!
Jaime: how do you like your eggs?
Brienne:
Brienne: fertilized
Jaime: ......have i not been doing that????
Jaime riding back to Brienne with puppy as an apology:
Arya: im gonna do it
Sansa: please don’t
Sandor: ah for fuck’s sake
Brienne: seriously? Again?
Nymeria: *looks at the camera like she’s in the office*
Jon: wait what’s ‘it’?
Arya: ...
Sansa: ...
Sandor: cunt
Brienne: i-
Nymeria: *still looking at the camera like she’s in the office*
Gendry: im it
Jon: ...
Jon: YOu sOn oF A BitCh
Sansa: You were stabbed. Do you remember anything?
Brienne: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital
Sansa: That wasn’t an ambulance; I drove you
Brienne: But I heard a siren
Sansa: That was Jaime
Jaime: I’m sorry, I got nervous
Tyrion, in a crowded room: fuck I can’t find Jaime
Podrick: oh no worries I got this
Podrick: Brienne Of Tarth isn’t beautiful of honorable
*a gold hand comes flying across the room*
Jaime: what the FUCK did you just say?