Daenerys Targaryen: I don't want to be his Queen. I want to go home.
Viserys Targaryen: I want us both to go home, but they took it from us. So tell me, sweet sister, how do we go home? We go home with an army. With Khal Drogo's army. I would let his whole tribe f*ck you-- all 40,000 men and their horses too if that's what it took.