[bad word] to King's Landing? a city of kings and whores where anything can happen. Yes, quite right. Do be careful, 'cause [bad word] #39;s about to get real.
ROBERT: Well? i'm the fackin King
Robert Baratheon, wrathful and nasty
When I drop the [bad word] hammer, invade like a pathogen
Now gimme three whores, so I can smack that [bad word] agin
And build a bigger arphanage to put all my [bad word] in
My wife's a brother [bad word] an a straight-up [bad word] 
Who gave me three blonde [bad word]  but her daddy is rich
Wine! All this [bad word] lickin's makin me sick
I thanks the gods that a boar put a tusk through my pancreas.
CERSEI: I gestated my dro's dna
TYRION: Not mine.
CERSEI: ...thought my inbred kids were okay
..but I'm afraid that...
NED: Joffrey is a half-wit, demented, [bad word] pirce of [bad word] 
JOFFREY: You better say that I'm king or I'm the king or I'll chop off your head
I'll put tour genitals in the genital jar
I keep in a drawer beside my bed
SANSA: Joffrey's?
JOFFREY: Yes, give her a gift, hit her in the face
Women are so weak and weary
Bring her back when she has her period.
Burn the traitors, [bad word] the North
Kill the babies, [bad word] the poor
I'm so bored cutting out tongues
But I'm gettin it done, mutilating whores
MARGAERY: Is this yours?
JOFFREY: Yes, it is.
MARGAERY: Talk about killing. I love thas [bad word] 
Stabbing, hacking, blood and guts
JOFFREY: Hold on - I'm about to [bad word] 
VARYS: Sadly, I cannot.
PYCELLE: No [bad word]  quite right.
BAELISH: sorcerer cut off your junk, we know. At least it wasn't your heal.
VARYS: Poor Ned Stark. What will the North do&
PYCELLE: My [bad word] is like baking soda.
VARYS: The Stark bannermen?
BAELISH: Why are they so [bad word] happy?
ROBB: Yeah, yeah!  We fight for independence
It's a glorious day 'cause I married for love,
And it's cool with the Freys Yeah,
We're heading to a wedding, gonna party today
And I'm gonna be a dad?! God, everything's great!
CATELYN: Winter [bad word] 
ROBB: So we'll hang out inside!
CATELYN: But Winterfell burned down, Robb
ROBB: Look on the bright side. 
Lem me hear my Starks: are we doin alright?
BRAN: Father's dead, we're homeless, and I'm crippled for life
RICKON: I'm hungry.
AREA: I'm alone in the middle of a war.
SANSA: I love the [bad word] boy, but I married the dwarf.
ROBB: See that's what I'm talkin bout. we're havin a ball
LYSA: I'm gonna breastfeed Robin 'til my [bad word] fall off.
ROBB: Brienne, how's it going with the Kingslayer?
BRIENNE: Rapists have me andd I'm fighting a bear!
ROBB: Cool! How's it hangin, Theon?
THEON: Really bad!
AREA: I met a lady whe had demons in her vag!
EVERYBODY: We are the North Side, ey! Doin it our owm way!
ROBB: Hey, it's my boy, Jon Snow! What up Jon?