What would you have me do? I am a subject,
And challenge law: attorneys are denied me.

Henry of Lancaster has had ample time to think over what he wants and what he intends to do. Not that this is a whole lot of help.

You have misled a prince, a royal king,
A happy gentleman in blood and lineaments,
By you unhappied and disfigur'd clean...

Henry thinks he's being helpful. How cute.

--For 'twere no charity; yet, to wash your blood
From off my hands, here in the view of men
I will unfold some causes of your deaths.

This has all happened before, and it is happening again.

"I suppose it's safe to assume you aren't here to ransom me."

Poins kills a man; the rest doesn't matter, and the prince must carry on.

Antinous considers how one might become unlovable.

The cause is long since lost. Richard Stoker's life as measured out in documents.

This is how it happens. There's always a mother, a daughter, and a man.

Young Talia grows in Bane's shadow.

Xue Ling should rightly leave it be. But: Sui da-ge had brought the magistrate here so he wouldn't be hurt, and he seems prone to injuring himself more than anything.

Surely in a world so vast there lie yet stones unturned— slippery things smalled for his spindling fingers to unearth.