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♪
♪
Ragnar:
I've had no message
from my brother,
But I still believe in my heart
that he will not betray me,
For he has no reason.
Who needs a reason
for betrayal?
One must always think
the worst, ragnar,
Even of your own kin.
That way, you avoid too much
disappointment in life.
(bird cries)
(harsh wind blows)
(wind whistles)
♪
(expresses water forcefully
from nose)
(horn bellows
in the distance)
(horse snorts nervously)
There is the treacherous one.
I was right, ragnar.
(inhales forcefully)
I was right.
♪
♪
♪
♪ more,
give me more ♪
♪ give me more
♪ if I had a heart
I could love you ♪
♪ if I had a voice
I would sing ♪
♪ after the night
when I wake up ♪
♪ I'll see
what tomorrow brings ♪
♪ I... I... I...
♪ if I had a voice
I would sing ♪
♪
(horse gallops,
panting hard)
(horn bellows)
Rider approaching!
(horse nickers and snorts)
What is it you want?
Arne:
I'm here on behalf
of ragnar lothbrok.
I want to speak
to his brother.
Jarl borg:
Then speak.
Rollo,
You and I fought together
many times.
I don't suppose
you've forgotten.
I think of you
as a brother -
But over there
is your real brother,
Your own flesh and blood.
Are you sure you want to raise
your axe against him?
Did ragnar send you?
(inhales deeply and exhales)
What answer
shall I give him?
(exhales slowly)
Tell him I shall answer him
with blood.
(wind howls)
(harsh wind blows)
(inhales and exhales
forcefully)
Shield-wall!
Warriors:
(roar fiercely)
Jarl borg:
Shield-wall!
Borg's warriors:
(roar fiercely)
Spears!
(forceful breaths)
Charge!
(warriors scream battle cries,
ground rumbles)
Jarl borg:
(yells battle command)
Borg's warriors:
(scream fiercely)
(ground rumbles)
(spears clack,
shields smash)
(bodies crash,
axes clank)
(grunts of effort)
(fierce grunt)
hold the wall!
Aggghhhh!
(axes whip through air)
Ungh!
Floki:
Ungh! Ungh!
(shields clank and thud
forcefully)
Aggghhhhh!
(fighting grunts,
punching thuds)
(fighting grunts.
Blades and shields clash)
(forceful grunt)
Rollo:
Your death is on its way!
Agghhhh! Agghhhh!
Agggghhhhhhhhhhhh!
(blade rings on impact)
Ungh! Unnngh!
(fighting grunts,
weapons smash)
Ungh! Aggghhhhh!
Ungh! Ungh!
(hard smash)
(struggling grunts)
(straining grunts)
Ungh!
(hard blows)
(distorted breathing)
Floki: Ungh!
Jarl borg: (grunts)
(hard whack)
ungh!
Rollo: Yah!
Floki: (groans)
(fighting grunts)
(gasping for air)
Ungh!
(charging cry)
ungh!
(sickening crunch)
aggghhhhhh!
Ungh!
(hard blow)
agh!
(weapon slices)
(heavy distorted breath)
Torstein:
Floki!
Ungh!
(weapons clank and slice,
warriors grunt and yell)
Aaggghhhhhhh!
(hard blows,
fighting grunts)
Ungh!
Rollo: Ungh!
Arne: Agh!
(pained grunt)
(charging cry)
(grunting with effort)
Aggghhhhhh!
Arne: (screams in pain)
rollo: (growls, straining)
(grunts in pain,
gasps for breath)
Aggghhhh!
(grunting and choking
in pain)
(screaming and yelling
fades out)
(ear-ringing silence)
(men yell and scream,
weapons clank and slice)
(readying breaths)
Is this what you really want,
brother?
(threatening grunt)
(breathing hard)
(threatening grunts)
(men scream and weapons clash
all around)
(spear clatters)
I cannot fight you.
(weapons clash,
warriors grunt and scream)
(sighs deeply)
(breathing hard)
(footsteps crunch,
weapons clank)
Floki:
(groans weakly)
(wind blows)
King horik:
Without being defeated,
Of the slaughter
of our young men.
So, jarl borg,
I offer you...
One third of the profits
from the disputed lands.
Unless you continue
to dispute my claim to it.
I would rather
go back fighting,
Than receive
such scant justice.
(weary, frustrated sigh)
So you will not accept
my fair offer?
No.
Why do we continue
looking inwards?
(shouts)
why?!
Why do we fight each other
About this piece
or that piece of land?
Why are we not looking outwards
to the west?
If we raided together,
We would not need to fight
amongst ourselves.
We would not need to kill
anymore of our young folk.
But instead,
Offer them land,
Land that they can farm.
Warrior:
(quietly)
he speaks the truth.
My mind tends the same way
as ragnar's.
It is my intention
to join with him
And sail west.
What do you say,
jarl borg?
Yes,
I will raid with you,
And so I accept your offer.
(warriors talk quietly)
Not that you'd care,
brother,
But your niece, gyda,
is dead.
Time to go home.
(spits in disgust,
groans)
(water churns)
♪
(shouts of surprise
in the distance)
(cries of excitement)
(chain clanks,
torstein grunts with effort)
(women weep openly)
Helga:
Floki! My sweetheart!
Don't die.
Please don't die.
Woman:
What's happened to them?!
Townspeople:
(shout angrily)
One eye died.
Arne?!
Rollo killed him.
And floki may not survive
for he is so badly wounded.
Lagertha:
This was not your quarrel.
You should not have
become involved.
Look what has happened!
No man can walk
through life
Without things happening
to him, lagertha.
You chose.
Yes. I chose -
and rollo chose.
And rollo's choice
led to all this!
Bjorn:
Don't argue you two.
I am weary
and I'm blood-sickened,
And that is the truth.
(bites food)
(quietly)
who is aslaug?
(grunts angrily,
plate strikes floor)
Stop.
Who is aslaug?
She's a gotaland princess.
We met her over there.
You just met her?
Siggy:
(warningly)
lagertha.
What has the boy
told you?
What did you tell her,
boy?
Lagertha:
It doesn't matter
what bjorn says.
What do you say?
Ragnar
I say...
(chairs crash)
We should not wash
our dirty clothes
In front of others.
(water splashes
and drips)
(doors crash open)
Ungh!
Ungh!
(object smashes)
Did you have sex
with her?
Yes,
I had sex with her.
(object clatters)
how many times?!
Once.
Ungh!
(struggling grunts)
(panting)
I don't love her.
(sharp gasp)
How can I make you
let this go?
Never see her again.
Done.
Never again.
(passionate gasp)
Bjorn:
Why are there such problems
between you?
Ragnar:
You know why.
But I don't want there
to be problems.
Can't you just say sorry
for what you've done?
(laughs) it's not so easy
with your mother.
And what will happen
to rollo?
Ragnar:
I cannot judge my own brother.
We will have an assembly
and the law-giver will judge.
We will take rollo
up to the law rock
And that is where his fate
will be decided.
What's that you have?
A gold coin.
From England.
You see?
It even has king aelle's
face upon it.
So it's worth a fortune?
(townspeople chatter,
seagulls cry)
(approaching footsteps)
Torstein:
What do you want?
To talk to him.
(whispers)
rollo...
Rollo, it's me.
Don't bother.
You cannot warm up
a dead man.
(angry shouting
and jeering)
Man:
He is without honor!
Man 2: Kill him!
Women: I spit on you!
Man and woman:
Traitor! Traitor!
Woman 2:
Now he'll pay
for what he's done!
Woman 3: Kill him!
Man 2: Traitor! Traitor!
Woman 4:
Kill him!
Woman 5:
Shame on you!
(bangs staff)
Law-giver:
People, as your law-giver,
I have been asked to determine
the fate of this man.
This man chose to fight
with our enemies;
Chose to fight against
his brother.
Law-giver:
He killed many of our sons,
brothers, fathers.
What hope is there
for him?
Townspeople:
(angry jeers)
Torstein: He has no defense!
(murmurs of agreement)
Man:
He has no defense!
Law-giver:
This man deserves to die.
Townspeople:
Yeah!
We all know that.
But... I have decided
to spare him.
(shouts of disagreement)
Law-giver:
I have taken the advice
of the gods.
If they had wanted him dead,
He would have died
in battle.
But they spared him.
He came forward
And threw himself
upon the mercy of his brother.
He behaved in an interesting
and unexpected way,
And therefore,
I conclude...
That the gods have made
their own judgment,
Which I cannot overturn.
(shouts of anger
and disbelief)
Law-giver:
I therefore order
this man be set free.
Crowd:
(shouts angrily)
Man:
Kill the traitor!
Torstein:
We should kill him anyway.
You are the earl!
No. We must obey the law.
Who is the law-giver?
Just an ordinary man.
Not when he stands
on the sacred stone.
♪
♪
(wind blows)
(ships creak, dog barks,
seagulls cry)
(goats bleat,
geese honk)
(sighs heavily)
I wanted to step out
of your shadow.
You understand that,
don't you?
There was...
There was no sunlight,
No sunlight at all.
(ships creaks,
seagulls cry)
(door creaks open)
What are you doing?
Leaving.
Everyone hates me here -
with good reason.
I have betrayed them.
There is no point
in my staying.
But you were going
to leave
And not even say
goodbye to me?
I thought you would
prefer it that way.
Do you really know me
so little?
I have nothing
to offer you.
It would have been better
for you, for me, for everyone
If I had been executed.
So you take no account
of the gods?
What is it the gods
have offered you?
A lifetime
of humiliation.
Siggy:
No! That is not it!
The gods have offered you
a chance to be reborn,
To be redeemed,
to gain valhalla.
That is what
they have offered you.
But you,
you want to run away.
You want to hide in a hole
somewhere.
Where else can I go?
Why do you have to go
anywhere?
(birds chirp and cry,
fire crackles)
Ragnar:
Gyda,
I have come to say good-bye
to you properly.
I have been thinking about you,
about when you were small.
You could run as swiftly
as the wind.
You were like quick-silver.
But then,
before I knew it,
You stopped running
here and there and everywhere
And you became still.
At 12-years-old,
You had the stillness
and the calm of a fine woman.
What children
you would have produced!
What joy that would have
brought to all of us.
Dear child, gyda,
You are not gone because
you are always in my heart.
They say that a man must love
his sons more,
But a man can be jealous
of his sons,
And his daughter can always be
the light in his life.
I know very well
that you are with the gods,
But I will wait here awhile,
And if you want to come
and talk to me,
Then come and talk,
And I will gently stroke
Your long and beautiful hair
once again
With my peasant hands.
(waves lap gently)
(waves lap against the ship)
(ship creaks)
(low hum of chatter,
wind howls)
(running footsteps)
bjorn: Father!
Father!
Ragnar: What?
Bjorn: There's someone coming.
(buzz of excited chatter)
Captain:
Keep steady!
Take the oars!
Pull in the ropes!
♪
♪
(buzz of excited chatter)
Ragnar:
You must believe me,
I had no idea.
I did not ask her
to come.
(sheep bleats)
(low hum of chatter)
(excited whispers)
(boisterous chatter and music
fill the hall)
(goat bleats)
Bjorn told me
that your mother
Was the shield-maiden,
brunhilde,
Of whom we've all heard?
It's true.
Although she died
when I was very young.
And your father?
My father was sigurd.
Sigurd...?
Just sigurd?
Aslaug:
No, I mean the sigurd
Who, according to the sagas,
killed the dragon fafnir.
Then your father
is also a hero.
People talk about him,
it's true.
And I'm proud
that he was my father...
But I never knew him.
What about your parents?
Lagertha:
Hmm.
They were just farmers.
Surely nobody
is just a farmer.
Believe me, princess,
That is exactly
what some people are,
And are happy to be.
Forgive me.
Do you remember me,
bjorn?
Do you remember we stood
in front of the tree of life?
It wasn't yggdrasil -
it was just a tree.
Aslaug:
You're right.
We both know that.
It creates a bond
between us.
Bjorn:
I don't think so.
We don't have any bond.
I don't want any bond
with you.
(uneasy silence)
Aslaug:
All right. All right,
so we'll take quite a lot.
Bjorn:
Why don't you just tell her
that she has to leave soon?
She can't stay here.
She is carrying my child.
She brings unhappiness
and difficulty.
Can't you see that?
Are you blind?
I know it is hard for you
to accept,
But unhappiness
is more common than happiness.
Who told you
you should be happy?
You've come to an age
where you must be grow up
And be responsible
about such things.
When I was your age,
I had many friends.
All are dead.
Their happiness is...
Neither here nor there.
Siggy:
How much do you know
about this woman?
Only what bjorn told me,
which was not much.
He did not wish to be disloyal
to his father.
(sighs heavily)
I did not know
She was carrying his child,
though.
And you believe it?
Lagertha:
Ragnar believes it.
What of all her stories
of brunhilde and sigurd?
I suppose so.
She is clearly different
from us.
(women chatter nearby)
What are you going
to do?
I don't know.
I must do what is right
for my son.
(water splashes)
(geese honk,
people chatter)
Oh, floki!
I'm not dead yet,
bjorn.
No thanks to you,
ragnar.
Ragnar:
Oh. Say what you'd like
about me,
I'm just glad that the gods
were stupid enough to save you.
Floki:
The gods... And helga.
You must regain
your strength.
There's much to do:
A whole fleet of boats
to be built.
You and I have seen
nothing yet.
Our journeys have just begun.
Floki:
It's true!
I thought I was dead
And while I was dead,
I was dreaming of other places,
The places that you and I
shall sail to, ragnar.
(laboured breath,
exhales in pain)
Rest.
Come on, boy.
(wind blows fiercely)
(loud chatter fills the hall,
fire crackles)
(doors *** open)
Bjorn: Floki!
Man: Hey, foki!
Floki: Hello, bjorn.
Man: Floki!
(doors latches)
(loud chatter resumes)
(everybody quiets down)
Aslaug:
I hope you will accept
what I have chosen
And prepared for you?
(hushed whispers
and laughter)
Woman:
Generous!
I did not expect you to go
to so much trouble.
Aslaug:
It is no trouble,
if it is pleasing to you.
(people laugh and chatter)
To tell you the truth,
I did not imagine
you could cook!
Aslaug:
I can't.
My women cooked,
I just bought
the ingredients.
Ragnar:
Looking at both of you here,
in my hall,
I see no reason why you two
should not get on together.
You two are very different,
yet both strong.
I have heard that
similar arrangements exist
All over this country.
What arrangements?
That an earl can live
with more than one woman.
In fact,
it is not unusual.
It works to the benefit
of everyone,
Especially the children.
Of both marriages,
of course.
Aslaug:
It's true.
I know of many such instances.
Yes.
Is that what
you're suggesting?
If I were,
what would you say?
I'm sorry, but this woman
is carrying my child.
I must take care of her.
You must accept her.
When we lost our unborn son,
it broke my heart.
I had failed
and I will not fail again.
I cannot turn this woman away.
I have to take care
of my child.
(sighs heavily)
(townspeople chatter)
Don't forget the axe.
You are leaving then?
Of course I'm leaving.
Torstein:
Is bjorn going with you?
That's up to bjorn.
Bjorn, you have a big choice
to make.
I admire your mother -
we all do -
But you have to stay
with your father.
If you don't,
you will regret it
For the rest of your life.
Remember, your father
is ragnar lothbrok.
(townspeople chatter)
Bjorn.
You have to choose.
Say it now.
I... I choose my father.
(emotional)
very well.
(tearful, shaky breaths)
(light kiss)
(shaky, emotional breaths)
(quiet whimper)
(shaky, emotional breaths)
(cart rattles,
tack jingles lightly)
(weeping)
(hooves thud)
What?
Mother's left.
(horse whinnies)
Move!
(hooves thud)
(water splashes)
(galloping hard)
(cart rattles to a stop)
Ragnar:
You're really going
to abandon me
Without even saying a word?
You insult
and humiliate me.
I have no choice
but to leave you
And divorce you.
I don't want you to go.
It's fate.
(running footsteps)
(panting)
I've changed my mind.
I'm coming with you.
(panting)
(emotional exhale)
(shaky, emotional breath)
(shakily)
look after your mother.
(emotional exhale)
Lagertha:
Come on.
(sniffs) move on.
(cart rattles away)
♪
(emotional exhale)
(bleating)
(horse neighs softly,
goats bleat)
(footsteps crunch
in the dirt)
(retreating footsteps)