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Only one old man and eight good horses.
What's one old man doing with eight horses?
He breeds them for the Watch.
How's he keep folks from stealing them?
The Watch protects him.
Not today they don't.
He's selling horses, he's got some gold in there.
- Tormund: And proper steel. - Let's carve him up.
We just take the horses and go.
The old man's no threat.
I keep telling you.
He's an old man.
A spear through the heart's a better way to die
than coughing up your last with no one but your horses to hear.
The Watch might send a few men looking for a horse thief.
They'll send a lot more to hunt down murderers.
I hope so.
Killing crows in their castle is tough.
Killing them out here in the open,
that's what we do.
Spread out.
Surround the hut and move in.
- ( Sword clangs ) - ( Snorts )
( Neighing )
Ygritte!
Man: Clear the barn!