Vikings

No!

People of Kattegat!

We have a great sacrifice.

This is Lagertha.

That's not Lagertha.

That's not Lagertha!

That's not Lagertha!

Hail, Lagertha!

Hail, Ragnar!

Hail, Lagertha!

Take her away.

Take them away.

Hail, Ragnar!

Take them away!

Hail, Ragnar!

Hail, Lagertha!

I know who you are.

Why aren't you at the ceremony?

All hail Ivar!

She lives!

Hail, Lagertha!

This is the witch who murdered my mother in cold blood.

This is Lagertha!

No!

Shut your mouth!

A Danish king handed her over to us.

She was trying to make a deal with him.

To persuade him to join her

in attacking Kattegat.

- Traitor! - Traitor, yes!

Traitor!

She would do anything for power!

Thank the gods, her plans have all come to nothing.

No, no, no, no...

Her vile reign and blind ambitions...

- End here. - No! I'm not Lagertha!

I sacrifice her in the name of Odin

and in the name of my fellow gods.

- No! - I sacrifice her

to cleanse this kingdom of its evil spirits!

Is she dead?

Here is the blood

of the witch who murdered our mother.

You know very well that wasn't Lagertha.

You will drink to Lagertha's death.

She's not dead.

And you are not a god.

Of course, he is a god.

How dare you say that I am not a god, huh?

Can't you hear Thor beating his mighty hammer,

welcoming me into the Hall of the Aesir?

Skol.

My brother,

Ivar the god.

Why do you stay here?

Why not leave?

Let's go away together.

Don't you want to?

I want to leave, but I can't.

The gods won't let me.

There is some reason I have to stay here.

I love my brother Ubbe,

but one day I abandoned him.

I jumped ship and joined Ivar.

I still don't know why.

But one day I will.

One day, I will understand.

Thorunn!

I can't find her.

I can't find my wife.

- Where is she? - No, stop.

What have you done with her?

I haven't done anything with her.

I don't know what's happened to your wife. Believe me.

You're lying.

You've killed her.

She's carrying my grandchild.

I want her to be alive.

I want to meet my grandchild.

Where is she?

You have to tell me.

Helgi, Helgi.

We don't know. We've been looking.

Someone knows.

It's impossible to survive out here.

Nobody chooses to walk away.

Tell us the truth.

If you killed Thorunn,

you need to tell us where the body is.

I tell you again.

I don't know what's happened to her.

I do.

She came to me, to speak privately.

She said that she was unhappy.

That she did not want to bring

a child into this terrible world.

And that she would make sure that it did not happen.

- She wouldn't. - It's not true.

It's not true.

She would never have...

Hello, Thorunn.

Where have you been?

At the waterfall.

I had a message from Aud.

She wanted to see me.

Was Aud there?

Was someone else there?

Who was it?

Who was waiting for you at the waterfall?

Asbjorn.

Helgi's brother?

Yes.

He told me I was evil.

That I had bewitched his brother.

And that my child was an evil spirit

that could not be allowed onto the earth.

And what did you say?

I told him he was wrong.

That I loved Helgi.

That we loved one another.

And that our child was innocent.

And then what did he do?

He picked up a sharp stone that was ready beside him.

And he struck my head with the stone.

So hard that it split my head and I fell.

And I knew that I was dead.

He had already prepared a place for me

and had made a shallow trench.

He laid me in the shallow trench,

then covered my body with stones.

Can you tell me where this trench is?

What else have you heard of Wessex?

Some interesting rumors.

Such as?

Well, I was told out of the blue,

the shield-maiden Lagertha and the two sons of Ragnar,

Bjorn Ironside and Ubbe,

appeared and sought refuge at the King's villa.

I don't know whether or not to believe it.

Oh, I can believe it.

We were hunting them.

They escaped.

They had every reason to come here.

Ancient reasons.

But it's good. It's all good.

Why, good?

I have some unfinished business with Lagertha.

She killed my wife.

Do you really know,

Jarl Olavson, how it is to love a woman?

I think so.

Then you don't know.

It's nothing to do with thinking,

and it's nothing to do with the heart.

It's in the gut. It's in the entrails.

No, the trouble is,

the gods seem to have decided

that I should never be happily married.

One day you will be, King Harald.

And how would you know?

I feel it in my gut.

In my entrails.

- I have some news. - Tell us.

A large Viking army is sailing into Wessex.

From reports I have heard, the leader of the army

is King Harald Finehair, who, as you well know,

has visited us before.

I agreed to give you refuge here,

so long as, in return,

you agreed to fight against your countrymen.

Now the time has come.

You will work with my brother,

Prince Aethelred, and Bishop Heahmund,

to devise a strategy to defeat Finehair's army.

If you refuse

you will be killed.

There will be no future here.

No grant of land.

Nothing.

You must understand,

and I think you do understand,

that I've taken a huge personal risk to protect you.

So, I pray that none of you will betray me now.

I will not betray you.

I will fight with you against King Harald.

What?

You cut your hair.

Ubbe!

I wanted to thank you.

And to ask you a favor.

First lesson

is not to be afraid.

So, go and stand by the tree.

Why?

What are you going to do?

You asked me to teach you how to fight.

And I can teach you the ways in which to fight

with a sword and ax, or a shield to stay alive.

But if you are afraid,

then you are already dead.