Robert Baratheon:  Yes , its been a long time . But I still remember every face . You remember your first ?
Barristan Selmy: Of course , Your Grace .
Robert Baratheon: Who was it ?
Barristan Selmy: A Tyroshi . Never learned the name .
Robert Baratheon: Hmm . How did you do it ?
Barristan Selmy: Lance through the heart .
Robert Baratheon: Quick _ one _ . Lucky for you . Mine was some Tarly boy at the Battle of Summerhall . My horse took an arrow so I was on foot , slogging through the mud . He came running at me , the dumb high - born lad , thinking he could end the rebellion with a single swing of his sword . I knocked him down with the hammer . Gods , I was strong then . Caved in his breastplate . Probably shattered every rib he had . Stood over him , hammer in the air . Right before I brought it down he shouted , " Wait ! Wait " .
Robert Baratheon: They
Robert Baratheon: never tell you how they all shit themselves . They do n't put that part in the songs . Stupid boy . Now the Tarly 's bend the knee like everyone else . He could have lingered on the edge of the battle with the smart boys , and today his wife would be making him miserable , his sons would be ingrates , and he 'd be waking three times in the night to piss into a bowl .