If I have the sense the Gods gave a fish, I'd hand you both over to the Lannisters
You already swore me an oath right here in my castle. You swore by all the Gods your son will marry my daughter!
For 300 years we kissed Tully boots, swore oaths to them and their stinking fish banners. Not again. Riverrun is ours
Go on, mock me, boy. You think I mind? The Tullys mocked me for years. The Starks mocked me. Where are they now?