SAMWELL: Um, hello. We’ve got a bit of a problem at the Wall. It’s... It’s a bit nippy... and... JON SNOW: This fuckin’ Whitewalkers! Shit’s crazy, I’m freezin’ to death with Thieves and rapers, Had to swear off sex if I could take it back, I’d take the black Shove it up Craster’s ass, but it’s too late for that, With zombies surgin’ south.
SAMWELL: I’m out. JON SNOW: I’m gonna die a virgin now, But wo-day, they was a wild woman took me into a cave, got undressed SAMWELL: You saw breasts? JON SNOW: Yeah, and we had... Cave sex! SAMWELL: Cave sex? JON SNOW: Yeah, cave sex! SAMWELL: You knew where to put it! JON SNOW: Oh, cave sex! SAMWELL: I forgot to send the ravens. JON SNOW: I’m havin’ cave sex! SAMWELL: Cave sex!