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- You've got the face of a man who wishes for death.
- I just want peace.
- You know too well, a life of peace can be so very boring.
You live for battle.
There's a raging demon inside you, I've seen it.
- That was a long time ago.
- But, at the same time, there's also a coward inside you.
I've seen that as well.
Are you in pain?
- Only from the sound of your bloody voice.
End this,
I do not fear death.
- Not your own.
But when a man has a family, he's never truly free.
- This is between you and I.
- Imagine, you and your boy lying bound, bleeding, watching,
while I have my fun with your dear wife?
- You dare threaten them.
- A bit of spirit from noble, diplomatic Ander.
You come to me, looking for a truce.
Compromise does not exist here.
- I believe there is good in everything, even you.
- So, kind of how there's evil,
even in holy-than-thou Ander.
- That's for the gods to decide.
- There is no evil, no good, only nature,
the animal spirits and the animals, like us.
- Must you bloody talk so much?
- There,
that's what I'm looking for.
- Please, Amleth, we could still have peace.
- I don't want your bloody peace.
(both moaning)
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(both moaning)
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Agree to the games, Ander,
and we can just leave this blood lust for the circle.
It's simple. - No.
- The games, Ander.
- There's nothing sporting about your games, Amleth.
Last warning,
I don't want to use this.
- No, you want a better tomorrow, don't you?
- A better today.
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- If you want your peace, then let the games commence.
- There'll be no one left to enjoy the peace.
Last chance,
let my family be.
- No, this is your last chance.
Use that on me now
or I'll take it off you and gut you with it.
And then, who to violate first,
your pretty daughter or your pretty son?
- I warned you.
- Do what you feel you must.
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(gasping)
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(both moaning)
- Come Bodil, it's already battle.
(both moaning)
Are you sure this one squirted from Father's loins?
(laughing)
Something you never told us, Mother?
- Your brother's right.
How would you expect to win a real battle?
Is this how my youngest dies?
Is it?
(both moaning)
(Finnr moaning)
Improvisation, wonderful.
(Estrid laughing)
(birds chirping)
- We are both our father's sons, Finnr.
- If that's so, why do I thrash you around so easily?
- Didn't I just win?
- [Finnr] No.
Mother.
- Silence, both of you.
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Are our competitors preparing for the games?
I can't wait to meet Ander's family.
- I have grave news, My Lady.
- What news?
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(birds chirping)
- Speak.
Where's my husband?
- There was a.
Forgive me.
- Why aren't I hearing this through Amleth's lips?
- That's not possible.
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- Get to the point.
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And once more,
where is my husband?
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- Are you not worried, Uncle?
- I worry for the bloody idiot
that pushes your father too far.
About as clever as sticking your head under a horse's tail.
- Is that you complimenting him?
Uncle.
Father refused to tell me of the games
these Berserkers participate in.
- You flatter them, calling them Berserkers, Gro.
Perhaps once they were, but now,
these people are something else.
This Amleth creature, he wants to force this family
into his games, including your mother and sister.
- And what do the games involve?
- Human cock fighting.
And, I don't mean humans fighting with their cocks.
- That is why Father
was so very. - Yes,
he was so very.
- Have you ever seen the games in action?
- Your father and I and this savage,
our troops fought together, side-by-side, during the wars.
- And then why does he hate us so?
- It's your father he hates,
us by extension, we're a bonus.
- [Gro] But why?
- That's a question for your father.
- But Uncle, there must be.
- Enough, boy.
Or I'll hit you with this, right into the trees.
- Point taken.
- Or rather, blunt edge taken.
- That thing is a beauty.
- How dare you.
Gudrind is a she, not a thing.
- A she?
- Finely crafted objects like this have a soul.
I didn't choose her, she found me during the war.
- Are they all female?
- How does your object feel within your hand?
- Good.
- Then it's female.
- Her name will be Assy.
- Assy?
Why?
- Because she feels like a goddess in my hands.
- You want me to leave you alone with her?
- Ah, as always, you are disgusting, Uncle.
- That's me.
If we believe that a gentle soul resides
within these weapons, then we don't use them lightly.
Not for vengeance,
certainly not for sport.
We use them for defense.
(twigs breaking)
Speaking of which.
Show yourself.
We mean you no harm, unless you mean us harm,
in which case, piss off.
(birds chirping)
Went well, did it?
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(Estrid screaming)
- [Bodil] Mother.
(Estrid crying)
- He was not meant to die by a soft-hand.
All he wanted was his games.
- Ander is a fierce warrior.
- No.
- And father died a worthy death in battle.
It's. - No.
- It was the death he. - No.
Your father's watching now,
through the eyes of the wolves, the bears,
the birds from above.
He expects his games.
Get Finnr, he's the man of the clan now.
Go.
- Aye, Mother.
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(Estrid crying)
- Talked with Amleth.
Seems he's not one for reasoning.
What a total shock.
- Spare your sarcasm, Brother.
- I can't, it's a part of me.
- The games, Father.
If Amleth is dead, then surely it is no longer a problem.
- What did you tell him?
- Me?
- Oh, thank Oden, your back.
- Ah.
- He's injured and all you can think is to give him wine?
- Seemed most urgent.
- Father,
you were gone so long, I was worried.
- (Ander groaning)
- You all right, Father?
- Oh, you should see the other guy.
- What happened?
- We need to leave.
- Leave?
- You killed him, didn't you?
- So much for your life of peace.
- I had to.
Or, I can't even say out loud
what he would've done to you all.
- I don't understand.
Father, who is this man that you speak of?
- Amleth.
He was a man I knew in the wars,
an animal worshiper, now leader of a tribe.
A cult, really.
Who want nothing more than blood by the gallon.
(birds chirping)
I thought I heard the last of him but I was wrong.
Now, he found me.
He found us.
- But, now he's dead.
And those swines no longer have a leader.
- Cut off the snake's head, another grows back.
- You cut off his head?
- Shut up, Gunnar.
- Amleth had sons,
two by blood, many more by blood oath.
I was naive this morning.
Now I know this feud will never end.
- What are you saying, Father?
- We need to travel West.
- No. - Brother.
- We cannot let these animals drive us from our home.
To hell with them.
- Let's fight back.
- That would be a sheep eating from a fox's hand.
- Yeah, he means dangerous.
- But Father, with you and Uncle, surely we can take them.
And besides, loveless souls like that,
perhaps they won't even come for us.
- There's at least a dozen of them.
We can't risk it.
And I can't live knowing you're all in danger.
(birds chirping)
- Father's right.
We can't just wait here hoping nothing will ever happen,
being forever on edge.
I've never met these heathens and I never wish to.
A woman should never have to fight.
- We should always be prepared to.
We were married here, our children were born here.
- Do you want them to die here?
- And the gods speak of people who are immortal.
And what if we're those people?
- I'm sure the gods would also call
anyone waiting around to find out, a bloody fool.
(birds chirping)
- They could be here at any moment.
We need to leave.
- We can't.
- Oh, silly brother.
- I can't.
- Freda's body may rest here,
but her soul, she goes wherever you travel.
Come,
we must prepare to leave.
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(fire crackling)
- A great man has fallen.
No, has been taken.
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His only crime, the pursuit of good sport.
It was my father's only dream.
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For the great bearer to call down a rain of blood
from the wounds gouged by the Joseph families,
in the great savage war.
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A blood storm,
paling anything that false god Thor
could only hope to conjure.
In remembrance of my father,
I call this storm to fall on the pious hypocrite,
the coward, known as Ander.
(fire crackling)
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- Your father was a god.
A wolf in man's form.
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- Bring the storm.
- Yes, thank you my sons.
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May the heathen Ander
be soaked in the blood of his own family.
And with that,
the gift of immortality for us all.
To the fallen, placed forever by my father's side.
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- I look to you as if you were Amleth himself.
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- When he found the bastard,
the liar Ander,
this year's games was an opportunity
for the great beast god to see their creation in action,
to see what we are truly capable of.
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Anything less than the bastard Ander, will deny us.
There is nothing short of blasphemous.
We shall avenge him.
And have much fun in the process.
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- I know you can hear me.
I must protect them.
I've never let your side,
even in your death.
But they've kept me together,
even when I was determined to destroy myself.
Remember that?
What I was like after you were, taken.
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They're my family, your family.
I don't ask for your forgiveness,
because I know you'd just say
that there's nothing to forgive.
Besides, this isn't you.
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You're here.
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Unless you're here to cook supper,
I suggest you piss off on the whore that carried you here.
- Hello, friend.
Consider me a final friendly warning.
Get Ander, get the family, and leave with me now.
It'll be fun.
- I don't like fun.
It's boring.
Trot on.
- Know then, there are others coming
who will not be so polite.
My leader asked me to tell you to keep this civilized,
if possible.
- From the looks of you, I know who your leader is.
And the word is, he's as dead as a hog on a spit.
- Amleth lives through his son, Finnr the Brave.
- Oh, Finnr the baby's all grown up.
- He's a man now.
- More than you'll be,
once I squash your tiny pecker into jelly.
- And he wants your family.
- Leave now or I'll smash your tiny bastard brains in.
(yelling)
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(both moaning)
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(both moaning)
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(both moaning)
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(both moaning)
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- I'll beat you in the game, so we could.
Just means you'll suffer longer.
- Suffer this, shit stain.
(Gunnar screaming)
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- We need to go, now.
(birds chirping)
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(birds chirping)
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- You have the will and the strength
of the great bear on your side, Finnr.
- I should be out there,
on the hunt with our sons.
- No need.
Soon your enemies will be dragged before you.
The animal spirits will it.
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- I just wish I knew what was going on out there.
- A messenger will come.
- Yeah, but not fast enough, Mother.
I want to know now and I want to know everything.
I just. - Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh.
Patience.
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We will bathe in blood, together,
once the games are over.
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(birds chirping)
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- Let's get some water.
- You know that one was not a happy cherub.
Anyone who'd think that these animals have love for Amleth.
- Well, they are people too.
- Not in my book.
- Have you forgotten all the horrors we saw men do in war,
what we did?
- We're not at war.
- But they are.
These barbarians are closer to their natural human state
than we care to admit.
- Don't even think that, Ander.
- Well, the gods did make us all, better or worse.
- Oh really?
Well then I guess even the gods get blind drunk
and screw things up.
- I thought Amleth could be swayed, reasoned with.
But look at what my mistake has cost us.
As soon as I got word of him,
I should have just marched us outta there.
- No one accused you of having the wisdom of Mamir, Brother.
- Shut up, Gunnar.
You still think we're impervious to death?
- We head West and then what?
- A life by the coast, even by sea.
We have gold.
Our options are endless.
Perhaps, find a supple maiden for this one.
- I'm still married, Brother, still married.
Your son is a cheeky bugger,
but he does give me hope.
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(birds chirping)
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- What's this, a family party?
- Gro, go with them.
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- I don't think we're invited.
- I don't care.
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- We can take them.
You have to keep them safe, boy.
There's greatness in your blood, you little shit.
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- Go, quickly.
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- I was hoping to never have to do this again.
- Likewise, little brother.
- Cut us down and we'll come back as wolves
and eat your bones.
- You know what?
I'd really like to see you do that.
(fighter yelling)
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(all moaning)
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(all shouting)
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- It's bad luck to die by a river, Ander.
Come and join the games and die with dignity.
(Ander shouting)
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(Ander shouting)
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(Ander shouting)
- That one's dead.
(birds chirping)
- [Gro] Hurry.
- But Father and Uncle.
- Oh, you see a doting father and uncle,
but those men were warriors, the very best,
and that does not change.
You'll pity for the wretches that attacked us.
And they will join us soon.
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- Look, over here.
Quick, hide.
- Oh. - Wait for them.
I must go back for the others.
- You're just like your father.
Did you not hear what I just said to your sis.
Hilda.
- Hilda.
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- Where is my daughter?
Where is my daughter?
(both moaning)
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(both moaning)
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- [Gro] Go.
(both moaning)
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- I'll catch you next time, boy.
And there will be a next time.
- I am no boy.
Where is she?
Where is my sister?
Come back.
(birds chirping)
Mother.
- Hilda.
Hilda.
(crying)
- Mother.
Mother.
Pull yourself together.
We will find her,
but we must get the others.
I promise you, we will have those savages gutted
and begging Oden for forgiveness.
- Let me say a prayer.
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(birds chirping)
Oh mighty, oh father, mighty Oden,
keep my daughter safe.
Keep my daughter safe, lord, until we meet again here.
Hear Oden.
Hilda, oh my Hilda.
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Please, mighty oh father, protect my baby.
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(crying)
Gro.
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- Hey boys, wait there, I'm coming for you.
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I wished this morning that I'd have the chance
to kill two soft-hands at once.
It seems my dreams have been answered.
I'll enjoy draping your skins over my shoulders.
- Soft-hands?
Have you any idea who we are,
you stinking glove of cock cheese?
- Gunnar.
- Yeah?
- Shut up and fight.
- Oh, yes, of course.
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- You.
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(fighter laughing)
- [Ander] Come on.
- Come on.
That's it.
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(both moaning)
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(fighter laughing)
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- Big, but no brains.
- Where will we be in generations to come?
In 20 generations?
- Descendants of brutal heathens
obsessed with cult followings, by the looks of it.
- We need to catch up with the others.
These Berserkers must know we're traveling West.
- I really wish everyone would stop calling 'em Berserkers.
We fought with Berserkers, they're good men,
other than the parts where they went berserk.
- How did they know where we were?
- Maybe they have something we don't.
- Enough rest, lazy brother.
We need to catch up with the others.
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- Father.
- Where's Hilda?
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Where's Hilda?
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(birds chirping)
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- You are the daughter of the wicked man
who killed my husband.
- Father is no wicked man.
He is gentle.
- Gentle enough to behead by one true love?
- Miss. I am deeply sorry for your loss,
but I assure you that anything my father did,
he only did to protect his family.
- What about my family?
- Do you call those barbarians
that dragged me here, your family?
- They're only human until they meet their gods, of course.
I'm very fortunate to have bared two sons,
no daughter, thank the wolf.
You're a pathetic excuse for a warrior.
- I am no warrior.
I don't wanna play your games.
I just wanna be an ordinary girl.
- Hence why I'm lucky to have no daughter.
- Please, I don't wanna fight.
- You have no choice, darling.
Besides, it's only recent
that women were allowed in the games,
I believe you should be thankful.
- I believe in the unity of human.
- Like I said, we won't be humans forever.
We are the animals that stalk the Earth,
the howling in the night.
- You are no animals.
- Perhaps one day the world will be more enlightened.
- How can you do this?
You feel pain, you bleed.
You've had two children and you survived.
Life is a gift given by the gods.
- Not by your gods.
We have suffered many winters and summers,
finding our place in this world
through the primal wisdom of the great bear.
- I don't understand. - I don't expect you to.
(birds chirping)
I was younger than you
when the Vikings stormed into my land, my village,
taking anything they wanted, like me.
Burning everything they didn't, like my brothers.
I can't even remember their names anymore.
The only one who showed me any kindness
was the man your father would call a Berserker.
The dirty warriors for the dirty jobs,
the insane, the remorseless.
He found me with three supposedly noble vikings
taking turns on me.
And he ripped them apart,
and he took me away, fed me, clothed me, let me heal.
He didn't even try to touch me
until I made it clear that I wanted it.
His name was Amleth.
(birds chirping)
One man's villain is another one's hero.
- Why did your husband hate my father?
- You asked me about giving birth.
When Finnr came out of me, I was 13-years-old.
I was lying, bleeding,
torn open on the floor of a dark cave.
Three things kept me alive,
Amleth, by my side, holding my hand,
love, for my baby and the animal spirits world
and hate, for you, naive, fairytale-loving,
soft-handed heathens.
The same when Bodil ripped his way out.
Amleth returned from war, simply to hold my hand.
And where is he now?
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- Which way did they take her?
- They went North, I think.
- You think?
- There were men
trying to lop my head off at the time, Uncle.
- Sorry, boy, you did good.
We just need to be sure.
North, the death field.
- I must save her.
- Let me go with you, Father.
- No.
- Why?
- Two reasons.
First, one man alone, I can go in, sneak in,
as quiet as an ant's farm.
Second, your mother and I need you here.
Keep traveling West, towards the coast.
I will catch up you and with Hilda.
- Yes,
you and Hilda.
- Unharmed.
- You and Hilda.
- We will conquer this.
Any last jokes before I leave, Brother?
- Hardly the right time or place is it?
God, you're so inappropriate, Brother.
Very embarrassing.
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(sings in foreign language)
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(sings in foreign language)
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- I need to piss.
- He's good with a sword.
- You should have seen him.
I didn't know whether to be proud or scared for his soul.
Have you been teaching him?
- Ander told me not to, no matter how he begged.
- Then it's in his blood.
And he has taught himself.
- Where'd he get that sword then?
- He's of age, he bought it with his own coin.
- Has he?
- What?
- Felt the rage?
- Not that I have seen,
but I know that it is inside, Gro, within him.
- I can hear you talking about me.
- Yeah, talking about you, not to you.
March on, one, two, three, one, two, three.
Freda always had the power to keep my rage in check.
She was like a tonic.
- How do you keep it in check now that she's gone?
- Well why do you think I always stayed near her?
Thanks to you and Ander,
I know she's always with me now.
(gentle music)
Hence, calm as a summer wind.
Even in the heat of battle,
I always can hear her voice of reason.
She does go on though.
Yack, yack, yack, yack, yack.
Same as ever.
- Quiet.
- What is it?
- I sense danger.
- What, are you clairvoyant now, boy?
- I doubt he has such a power.
Worshiping false gods, as you all do.
- Oh, it's all right, it's just a few animals.
Have you met Gudrind?
Some of your pals have,
but they're a bit dead to tell the tale.
- Animals, aren't we all?
Like the man call Ander, for example.
He's one but the great beasts.
You too, his brother.
I forget your name.
- Don't worry.
I'll soon hammer it into your memory.
- A witty one too.
Remember boys, I want them alive.
- That's funny.
I was just thinking the opposite about you.
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Just a warmup for the games to come.
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(all shouting)
- Get him.
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- You too afraid to fight me by yourself Finnr?
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- He's mine.
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(fighters shouting)
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(all moaning)
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(all moaning)
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(shouting)
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(both shouting)
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(all moaning)
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- Coward.
Let us go.
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- Do you have any idea how silly a request that is?
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I mean, I literally came all this way
just to come and take you.
Why would I let you go?
How pathetic.
I've seen birds make much of an effort
just to continue forth.
- I won't let you hurt them.
- And how would you stop me?
Imagine what Freda will say if she saw you now.
- How dare he say her name, you.
- Ah, Gunnar, that's the one.
That's the name.
You have no use in my games.
I just wish you the best.
A place in the afterlife
and hopefully the forgiveness of the true gods.
A blissful, eternal existence
next to your beloved Freda.
- Had to say name again, huh?
(Gunnar shouting)
- Your main use now is to set an example for these two,
to show them what happens
when someone disobey my father's wishes.
- No, please, please, no.
Please, please, no, no, please.
- It's all right, it's all right.
It's gonna be all right.
Gro, make sure you lynch these fools for your uncle, huh.
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You hear me, you little shit.
- Stop.
Stop.
- [Gunnar] You piece of shit.
- No, please.
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(Olga screaming)
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(both screaming)
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- Now, simple question, even an old lady can understand.
Where is my star competitor?
- I'll never tell you.
- Where is Ander?
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- The man who killed my father.
I bet you thought I'd be easy compared to my brother.
That's what everyone thinks.
- I've never even thought anything about you.
I don't even know your name, boy.
- Bodil, the last name you'll ever hear.
- Lucky me.
- I thought your brother was the one with the stupid tongue.
- My brother's not here.
- True.
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(birds chirping)
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- Father.
- My son.
- Tell me this is a nightmare.
- It would be a gift from the Old Father if it was.
- This is for my fault.
It's all my fault.
- No, not my angel,
this is far from your fault.
- No, it is, it is.
- No, it is them and them alone.
No, them and I.
- I don't understand, Father,
what exactly did you do to make this your fault?
- Amleth and I.
Gunnar?
- Oh yes, Uncle, he'll save us, silly Uncle.
- Where's my brother, Hilda?
Gro, where is my brother?
- Finnr got him.
Sorry Father, we did everything we could.
(crying)
- I know you did.
I know you did.
(birds chirping)
Boy, you, I have a question.
- Ander this isn't going to help.
- What do you want?
- I told you I have a question.
- Go on.
- When you're all done sucking off each other's cheesy cocks
and moving on to the torment of innocent women and children,
do you ever stop and wipe the jizz from your face
and think, "Am I the bad guy?
"Am I really more worthless than pig shit
"on the bottom of my boot?"
Do you ever wonder what your whore mother must think
if she could see you.
- I ought to bleed you out
with your precious family.
- No, no, leave us be, leave us me.
- Everyone, calm down.
I'm finished making my point.
How about it?
You versus me.
Take these chains off, let's see what happens.
I've been bleeding for hours.
I'm getting old.
How about it?
- No, Father.
- It would be the most honorable thing you have done
since you let your father sodomize you for half price.
- Leave those fools.
- Permission to disempower his man before the games.
- Denied.
What do you think my brother would say if I let you do that?
Now go.
- Aye, Sir.
- So how are we all feeling?
- I'll offer you a deal.
Let my family go and you can do whatever you want with me.
And I'll do something for you.
- And what's that?
- I'll kill you quick.
(Bodil laughing)
- You are amusing.
- No pain, I promise you.
- That is tempting but Finnr would not approve.
- Finnr?
How does it feel to be second fill
to a little temper tantrum?
You're what, three years younger?
And he gets the keys to the kingdom.
Surely you have some say in this madness.
- I will not let you get inside my head.
I love my brother
and I love this, what you call, madness.
(laughing)
- If you're sure.
Have you ever seen a monkey?
- I have not.
- Amazing creatures.
Like little tiny furry people.
Me and my brother saw them during the wars in the far East.
You make a gesture and they copy you.
- What is your point?
- My point is you copy your brother,
you're the monkey.
- Shut up.
- Stand up and be a man.
Take me.
Let them go.
(dramatic music)
- I'm taking part in the games.
- Mother, you are a woman.
- I am.
So that's why two shitting, screaming balls of joy
fell out of my body all those years ago.
- You know what I mean.
Father's changed the rule
to see more variety of gritting down for our cause,
not for his own woman to get vanquished.
- And how is that fair to me?
- It isn't.
For you must be paid.
- Doesn't our faith encourage bloodshed
from all who follow it?
- I'm not saying you're not capable, Mother.
I'm just saying it's not worth the risk.
- What risk?
Against some dainty soft-hand whore?
I fight.
(gentle music)
- Mother will compete in the games.
She deserve to feed her thirst.
- This is very last minute.
- No, it was always going to happen.
It's just now I'm telling you.
- I respectfully disagree.
- You what?
- I am my father's son and I will have my say.
This clan would fall apart without you.
- It will be without me one day anyway.
- It's an unacceptable risk.
What, just because I'm a few some years younger
means I don't get my say?
- Oh sweet Bodil, of course you get a say
and I've heard you.
And your concern means a great deal.
But it's two votes against one.
Ander's whore, the mother, she's mine.
(dramatic music)
- Never question me and never question Mother again.
Do you understand?
(dramatic music)
Good.
(dramatic music)
- Father, when these morons bound me,
I managed to tense my wrists.
It gave me a little bit of slack.
And now I think I'm just about free.
- Now your sister.
- South of here is a harbor with boats.
- They took our coin.
- I'll think of something.
(dramatic music)
We sail, destination anywhere.
- The guard's coming.
Go, go, go, go.
- You too, go.
Take her and then go.
- There's no time.
(dramatic music)
- Where?
- On the way, there's an inn with a green thatch roof, go.
- Oy.
- Go, go.
- Go.
(dramatic music)
(both gasping)
Quick, hide.
- No, no, no, no, no.
- Just there, trust me.
Trust in your brother.
(dramatic music)
- I can smell their fear.
- So you think you're the wolf, Venres?
- I'm telling you I can smell their fear.
- Then you're a fool.
They went that way.
- I'm telling you, the girls over here.
I can smell her.
- I can hear you, boy.
- I am no boy.
I think last time proved that.
- You want a rematch.
- I wouldn't expect a savage like you to fight fair.
- I don't need this to beat you.
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
(dramatic music)
- Hilda.
(both moaning)
- Oh no, I've gotta leave you alive, boy.
Lucky you.
(dramatic music)
(Hilda screaming)
- Shh, hush girly.
Remember me?
You have plenty of time to scream later.
We missed you, you know.
(dramatic music)
- No.
- There you go, boy.
Mommy and daddy have missed you.
He's a good scrapper.
Thorvald was lucky.
- Ah, Mother, I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon.
- Your sister?
- I dunno.
She kept going.
I think she's fine.
- Oh, pray to the Old Father.
- Pray to Estrid, she wants a word with you.
(dramatic music)
(fire crackling)
(dramatic music)
(fire crackling)
(dramatic music)
- You're like my husband in some ways,
a powerful animal.
- I'm nothing like him.
- You don't have his honor.
You act all high and mighty
but we know different, don't we?
(fire crackling)
- I did nothing to you.
- That's right.
You did nothing.
(fire crackling)
- I'm sorry.
- For what?
- I'm sorry I didn't stop him.
(fire crackling)
- Vikings will be Vikings, right?
Does your wife know
why Amleth hated Ander, the coward, so very much?
I'm surprised you told her anything about the wars.
- When Olga found us, she had a right to know.
- The Viking way, rape and pillage.
- I didn't.
- You didn't stop them, Amleth did.
You took my village, burned it to the ground.
- Amleth played his part.
- But he would never hurt me.
You stood there watching, doing nothing.
- I wasn't this man then,
I was barely even more than a child myself.
- You were holding your god's given rage inside
while three of your comrades
violated this little girl over and over.
- There was nothing I could do.
- Liar.
Coward liar.
Do you imagine your little girl in my position?
(fire crackling)
- Every time I remember it,
if I had touched 'em
it would've been treason.
I had a bride in waiting,
we were going to have a family.
- I had a family.
(fire crackling)
You could do nothing, but Amleth did.
My love, my hero, my beautiful dirty teenage Berserker,
cut them down as you watched, frozen in fear.
- I remember his eyes
cutting through me like burning arrows.
(fire crackling)
I remember my hand on my hip.
And I wondered if I even had the right to defend myself.
- But he made no move to you.
- The Berserker just stared as he carried you away.
And.
- And?
(fire crackling)
- And I reported him for insubordination and desertion.
- No matter.
He was done with your petty wars anyway,
ready for his own wars.
And soon I had a new family.
And the promise that one day, when the time was right,
my love would destroy you and everything you loved.
- Please.
I beg you Estrid.
(fire crackling)
- Now that promise comes to pass, finally.
Soon the animal spirits will reward us beyond measure.
(fire crackling)
Now my son will have a word with you.
In a strange way, I thank you for his existence.
(fire crackling)
- He knows?
- Of course.
Unlike you, I don't keep secrets from my children.
(dramatic music)
(fire crackling)
(dramatic music)
- The man who took my father
and ignored the lamentation of my mother.
- If it's guilt you want me to feel,
I've already felt a life's worth.
- Oh poor you.
- I tried so hard to make amends
with all horrors of the past, of war.
I tried to tell your father this but he wouldn't listen.
But you can.
- You'd have me deny my father's wishes,
his own noble religion?
- Any nobility your religion had,
Amleth and his followers perverted it into a blood cult.
- Pig shit, after pig shit.
It's sad because we both know
that in another life you'd be one of us.
- Maybe you are right.
Maybe I am like your father.
But in reverse.
- What do you mean?
- I tried to become a better man.
But as he willingly became worse,
any goodness left in him, he squeezed 'til it was dead.
- My father was a pioneer.
He soared with the birds even before his spirit joined them,
before you took him.
- I feel your pain, Finnr.
But can't you see all this just causes more and more pain.
- I merely follow the god's will.
- Amleth's will.
- Same thing.
The sacrifices you and your kin will provide.
Why my god's will.
- Ah, your gods are a myth.
- Blasphemy.
- Perhaps my gods are also a myth.
Old one idol enough for far.
Maybe all there is, is us,
humans, people.
- Oh my,
you'll even stoop to your own idea of heresy.
I feel great joy seeing you watching your children
bleed and beg.
(laughing)
There he is,
just the taste, but there he is.
You know why my father really hated you?
The rage.
He saw it in you on the battlefield.
Like a true Berserker.
It's not that you didn't save my mother,
it's that you could have,
if you only embraced the rage.
But you deny it, and that's what makes your coward.
(dramatic music)
Perhaps you'll do well to think on this,
as you prepare for battle.
I'll see you on the battlefield.
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
- Enough.
(dramatic music)
- Remaining brothers, leaders,
this is not the turnout Amleth wanted,
but his spirit flies over us watching, enjoying this day.
These prisoners try to run
and our brothers will shoot them down in the woods,
with the arrows.
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
- Did they do anything to you?
- What are we going to do?
- We fight.
(dramatic music)
We fight and we win.
(dramatic music)
- Here we are, Olga.
I look forward to tearing you apart.
- Shut up bitch and get ready to die.
- We shall see.
(upbeat music)
(all cheering)
(upbeat music)
(all cheering)
(upbeat music)
(both moaning)
(swords clanging)
(upbeat music)
(all cheering)
(upbeat music)
(all cheering)
(birds chirping)
- Mother.
(dramatic music)
Finnr.
Mother.
- Shh, show some spine in front of your people.
- Mother, wait.
(gentle music)
But.
- This is the games.
This is what our parents want.
You understand?
(gentle music)
- Thank you.
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
(gentle music)
- They're together now, forever.
(dramatic music)
- Isn't this where you beg for mercy like your father?
"I don't want to die, I want peace."
- No, I was hoping to finish off your brother.
But I guess I will have to deal
with the runt of the litter instead, huh?
(dramatic music)
(all cheering)
(dramatic music)
(all cheering)
(swords clanging)
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
(dramatic music)
(swords clanging)
(both moaning)
(gasping)
- Go on.
Do it.
- You want me to send you to Valhalla?
- Yeah.
- You want to run with the wolves, Bodil?
- Yes.
(dramatic music)
- Send him to the gods. - Come on.
Come on. - Come on.
- Do it.
(dramatic music)
- No.
I am too old for fairytales.
(Bodil shouting)
- Go. - Come on.
- Get him.
Take him down.
Choke him, choke him.
Go boy, go on get him.
(dramatic music)
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Finish it.
(all cheering)
(dramatic music)
- Finish him, do it.
- Finish it.
- Do it. - Finish it.
- Do it. - Finish him.
(dramatic music)
- Finish him yourself.
(birds chirping)
- I can't feel anything.
(dramatic music)
- I'm proud of you.
(dramatic music)
- Finnr.
- Hey boy.
- Even your father, even Estrid,
thinks your pathetic for this.
Even they wouldn't consider this sport.
- There are no way classes in the games, Ander.
This is an equal opportunity blood sport.
- How is this equal?
(dramatic music)
- You believe they're watching you, don't you?
Yes.
You believe, don't you?
Come on.
You versus me.
Now that would be a fair fight.
- Silence.
- No, please Father.
No, no, no, no.
Father. - Come on.
Are you a bear or are you chicken shit?
What do you say Finnr?
- Father, no, no, no, no, no.
- I've done done many things in my life that are very wrong.
But this,
this is not one of them.
And I will tell you all about them real soon.
- Please Father.
(gentle music)
- Do you trust your father?
(gentle music)
Then give me that sword
and go sit by your mother.
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
(gentle music)
I will see you in a minute.
(birds chirping)
Come on.
(both shouting)
(swords clanging)
(all cheering)
- [Hilda] Father.
Father, get up.
(all cheering)
Father.
(both moaning)
(all cheering)
(swords clanging)
(all cheering)
- Get up.
- Who's your king?
(all cheering)
(dramatic music)
Ready to die, Ander?
(dramatic music)
(exhaling)
(shouting)
(dramatic music)
(both shouting)
(swords clanging)
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
(dramatic music)
(swords clanging)
(dramatic music)
(swords clanging)
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
(dramatic music)
(both moaning)
(dramatic music)
- Father was right as ever.
Send me to him.
(gentle music)
Send me to him or you will never stop running.
(gentle music)
Do you hear me?
Do you?
- For Gunnar.
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
(gentle upbeat music)
(birds chirping)
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
(gentle upbeat music)
(sings in foreign language)
(gentle upbeat music)
(sings in foreign language)
(gentle upbeat music)