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That was impressive.

I modified
the Frankish weapon.

It has a much
greater range now.

The Franks will not expect to
be attacked by their own weapon.

Bjorn must have
murdered our Berserker.

It's a pity.

It doesn't matter.

Really?
How can you say so?

Because we have eyes
in Ragnar's household.

Anything we need to know,
we'll find out.

Bjorn's weakness.
Ragnar's weakness.

The time to strike.

Through Torvi?

Of course, through Torvi.

Otherwise,
I'll kill her child.

She knows
I'll do it, too.

Lagertha must
never know what we did.

Who would tell her, hmm?

What were you
two talking about?

Erlendur was telling me how he has
forgiven Torvi for leaving him.

- Really?
- Hmm.

That young man
still surprises me sometimes.

I, too, have a surprise.

I am with child.

That makes me so very happy.

Me, too.

More than I can say.

Although it is
still early days.

Marry me, Lagertha.

Marry me. I have always known that
we were fated to be together.

Lagertha?

- I'm sorry.
- Don't be sorry.

Don't ever be sorry.

Say that you'll marry me.

Who is he?

You heard.

He's a king.

From Tamdrup,
wherever that is.

And you trust him?

No.

I don't trust him either.

Why do you not care
for your daughter, Siggy?

I care for her.

She just reminds me
of things I'd rather forget.

What kind of man takes a
mother away from her child?

You tell me.

You tried to take me
away from my mother.

That is not the way it went.

If you remember,
your mother left me.

You left me.

It is not easy
being a father.

It is even harder
being a husband.

Maybe I have
failed at both.

No.

I need a bit
more slack on the sai I.

I have definitely
failed at being a husband.

Need a hand?

Take more than that.

No, three will do.

- Bring it here.
- Where do you think?

I want that close to me.

Why would we?

Oil these oars!

How many boats
and men do you have?

More? No, take more.

Take one more. I will go get one.
Do you have enough?

Twenty boats.

About 600 men.

I told Ragnar mine
is a small kingdom

for now.

Better for the night.

And when will they arrive?

They must already
be on their way.

My brother,
Halfdan, is bringing them.

Bring him on board.
Can you fill these?

Is your brother like you?

No.

He's much worse.

He's much worse!

You have such ambitions.

What else is there?

What are we here for except to
achieve fame, just like your father?

Isn't that what
you want too, Bjorn Lothbrok?

Be honest.

You don't know me.

And fame won't make
your small kingdom any bigger.

Rider!

How many are there?

Open the gates!

Werferth.

We are met to decide
how to deal with Mercia.

Now, I am almost decided
that the only way now

is a full-scale
invasion of their kingdom.

And, yet, if there
were some other way of

restoring Queen
Kwenthrith to her throne,

I think we must explore it.

Have you any more
idea of the identity

of the nobleman
you knew as "W"?

Let me help you
please, Sire.

The warring factions
of my kingdom

are always known by the first
letter of their leader's name.

"W" stands for Wigstan.

He has royal blood,

as well as being one of the most
powerful warlords in Mercia.

Yet, he is obviously not
part of the Ruling Council.

No. Wigstan would find it
unbearable to belong to any group.

His interests are
always personal.

Then you don't trust him?

Trust him?

My Lord, no one
should ever trust Wigstan.

So there is no
dealing with him?

Absolutely not!

The only way forward,
the only choice now,

is for both of you noble kings to
raise your armies and invade Mercia

and rid my kingdom of all the
factions who want to ruin me!

Me!

The only legitimate
ruler of that poor,

ravaged,
raped and abused land.

I agree with the Queen.

There is no other choice now.

Huh.

So it seems.

Very well.
We shall take your advice.

Wife,

come to bed.

I said...

No.

Why not?

I don't want to.

Very well.

Then go sleep with my father,

you whore!

Yes, yes, and why don't
you go

and sleep with your mistress,
the Queen?

Gives you another reason
to flagellate yourself!

Go on. Hit me.

Hit me if it
pleases you, husband.

But it makes no difference,
either to you or me.

You are husband to me in name
only, as I am wife to you.

But you're otherwise
free to do as you will.

We had an argument.

Aethelwulf?

He called me your whore,

which I am and have
freely chosen to be.

Do you want me to leave?

This was my wife's ring.

My wife died in childbirth.

I cannot tell
you the pain of it.

And I was resolved
never to marry again.

But I would
like you to wear it

if you will.

I cannot wait to take control
of my northern lands

and set up my own court.

You have some business
here first, remember?

Some family business.

I know.

A man can dream, can he not,
of dancing naked on the sand?

In any case,
my father needs you.

He needs a strong man to support
him and to guide him.

He has Count Odo.

I don't like Count Odo.

Nor do I trust him.

Of course, it's possible that
he could die in the fighting.

Slain by some
un nown assailant.

And then the Emperor would
just have to rely more on you.

Only a coward

kills a man by
stabbing him in the back.

That is what
a Viking would say.

But you are no
longer a Viking.

In Frankia, we do
certain things differently.

That is something
you'll have to learn, my love.

Something you'll certainly
have to learn.

You asked
for a private audience.

Why?

Your Highness, forgive me,

I am reluctant
to discuss matters

which relate
directly to my superior.

You mean Count Odo?

Then absolve
yourself of any guilt

and just say what
you have to say.

Highness, I am troubled that
you always trust his word.

Why?

Should...
Should I not trust his word?

Because he is not
always worth believing.

Why, pray,
is he not worth believing?

Because he is ambitious.

Ambitious beyond ambitious.

So that even
an Emperor's crown

would not sit
untidily upon his head.

An Emperor's crown?

I cannot believe it.

What...
What are you saying?

Do...
Do you have any proof of this?

I have the word
of his mistress.

And, as Your Highness knows,

a man will always divulge the
truth first to his mistress,

and only afterwards,
if at all, to his wife.

Very well.

Let me talk to his mistress.

For God's sake!

How should I trust
the evidence of this woman?

Because this
woman is my sister.

Is it true?

Yes, Your Highness.

And?

Does Count Odo talk
freely of his ambitions?

Yes, he does.

Very freely.

His ambition to replace me?

To become Emperor?

Yes, exactly.

His ambition to
become Emperor.

Then...

Then I beg you,

please,
stay close, to Count Odo.

Report to me anything which
might signal his treachery.

Now, go! Leave me!

The forts have
been bullt according

to your instructions,
Your Grace.

Eventually,
there will be an iron chain

which can be
raised between them

to prevent the passage
of any boat upriver.

We should still place some
boats beyond this barrier,

In case they break throug in.

Hopefully, they will
be unable to do so.

You don't know my
people like I do.

They don't
recognize any barriers,

except as obstacles
to be overcome.

What has become clear to
both the Emperor and myself

is that, if we were to lose Paris,
we would lose everything.

For then,
the enemy would command

the Marne, the Seine
and the Yonne rivers,

and the country would lie open
as far as Rheims.

We must hold Paris
whatever the cost.

There is no alternative.
No other choice.

When my brother returns,
everything will be decided here.

Is this how you looked?

Yes.

Though my hair
was much shorter.

What is the name
of your kingdom?

China.

And who rules it?

The Emperor Dezong,
of the Tang Dynasty.

I want to know
about your father.

- My father was a... A merchant.
- Oh.

Well respected.

Rich enough
to own a boat.

What about the Emperor?

Tell me about him.

The Emperor had
many daughters...

Hmm.

...with his
wives and concubines.

His concubines were looked
after by the palace eunuchs.

Eunuchs?

Men who are not men.

Why are they not men?

Their manhood was cut off,

so they could not have sex with
the Emperor's wives or slaves.

I don't like that.

No.

They didn't like it either.

Are you one
of the Emperor's daughters?

My father was a merchant.

I know.

You told me that before.

I don't know you.

And you don't know me.

Yet I want to tell you
my most terrible secrets.

Do you want to hear it?

Yes.

Mmm-hmm?

I can share your burden.

Mmm.

I am small,
but I have broad shoulders

and I am not afraid.

I will tell you when you tell
me the truth about your father.

All right.

Then give me more of that medicine.

Bjorn Ironside,
come and sit with me.

We should talk
to one another.

You don't trust me.

I have no reason
to trust you.

You have told me
of your ambitions.

Whether my ambitions come true
or not, it's not up to me.

As well you know.

'Cause I can make
sure they don't.

I will never give you
any cause to kill me.

That is not for you to say.

I may find cause
where others may not.

Who knows?

But for now anyway,
we are allies.

And we shall go
together to Paris.

And we shall fight together.
Is it not so?

You and Ragnar need my warriors.
You need my ships.

I can't wait for Paris,
Bjorn Ironside.

I cannot wait.

We shall destroy
those Christian folk!

They have seen nothing yet.

We are the masters now!

- Is it not so?
- Yes! Yeah!

Is it not so?

Yes!

So we are agreed, we'll raise
an army and attack Mercia.

There is no alternative,
my Lord Aelle.

Not if we wish to see Queen Kwenthrith
placed once moreu pon the throne.

Travel safely, my Lord.

You are the best of allies.

I'm a si m ple man at heart,

but full of conviction.

Your
convictions do you credit.

Farewell, my child.

Take heed of
what I've told you.

I will always
listen to you, Father.

But also to
my own conscience,

and weigh such things in the
balance, as it please you.

It does not always
please me.

But enough.

Women are frail.

Farewell, children.

Remember your duties,
say your prayers,

and banish the Devil
from your thoughts.

Such good advice,
my Lord Aelle.

Farewell.

King Ecbert?

Front King's Guard!

Yes, Queen Kwenthrith?

All men forward!

Move out!

I need to know
that I can trust you.

That you will do
what you promised me.

Why would you doubt me?

You've heard me speak
plainly and in public.

I doubt you for
one reason only.

And that is that you and I
are somewhat alike.

Then do not judge
yourself too harshly.

Lord,

you know me for a si ner.

My sins are

carnal, venal,

and unforgivable.
I know that.

And I think you have already decided
to cast me out into the darkness,

like a fallen angel,

to suffer in purgatory, or the
fires of hell, for all eternity.

Think you, Lord,

that I can look upon such
scenes with equanimity?

That I do not dream,
in the dead of night,

of returning to your light
and the promises of heaven?

Am I not a man
like other men?

And yet,

I would sup with the Devil

if he would show me how to
achieve my earthly goals.

Your kingdom, Lord, as you have
said, is not of this world,

but my kingdom is.

And therefore,

there is no help for me.

No other way for me

but eternal damnation.

A boat's come in!
They're here!

Bring him in!
Over here!

- Brother.
- Brother!

This is Kattegat!

This is Kattegat.

Come.

King Ragnar,

this is my brother Halfdan.

Meet the notorious
King Ragnar.

It's a great honor.

When do we sail for Paris?

You seem eager to fight.

Yes, it's true.

Not just for the sake of fighting,
but for the beauty of it.

And against the Christians,
yes.

I hate the Christians.

In the name of Odin,
I would kill them all.

You'll have the opportunity
to kill a great number of them

once we reach Paris.

Faster!

Argh!

They'll be
wondering where you are.

I doubt it.

What are
you thinking about?

Paris.

You must be
excited to be going back.

No.

I feel so old.

When I was young,
I had the passion to win,

but now, with age
and all that comes with it,

I have lost the desire.

And the strength.

A few years ago,
I established a settlement

in a distant country where I
took many of my people and friends

to make a new
life for themselves.

But shortly after my departure,
they were all slaughtered.

Their homes
destroyed and burned.

I live with such
guilt because of it.

And nobody knows.

My father's the Emperor.

They say he left Kattegat
a boy and came back a man.

Killed a bear
with his bare hands.

- With his own hands?
- Hmm.

Who is that?

It is Floki,
the boat builder.

For some reason
no one will tell me,

he has fallen out
with King Ragnar.

Ask him.

Floki. Boat builder.

Sit down with us.

Yes, Floki.
Sit down. Make room.

Both of you join us.

- Fill the horns.
- Sup.

This is my younger brother,
Halfdan.

He's keen to know you.

All right.

So, you are the geni us
that built

the boats that
changed our world,

and helped make
Ragnar so famous!

Why would he fall out
with someone like you?

Becuse I killed
his pet Christian.

Floki!

Skol.

To new friendships.

Skol!

Skol!

Skol.

- My turn!
- Here, catch it!

Mine!

Ivar, do you want to play?

Got it!

It's mine, give it back!

Now you go!

Here! To me!

Throw it!

Here!

Give it here!

- Not to him.
- No, you...

Higher!

My turn!

To me!

Come on! Here!

Do not be afraid.

It's not your fault.

Everything is all right.

Everything will be all right.

What is that?

Can I see?

Where did you find this?

I took it from someone.

Why are you so interested?

I want to talk to you.

What about?

Us.

We have moments
when I feel so close to you,

especially when
you're inside me,

but then you
don't want to talk,

and I wonder why
you really came for me

and took me
away from my child.

Torvi.

I talk to you.

By the way,

that was Erlendur's ring.

He got it from his father,
King Horik.

You look... Lagertha,
you look so beautiful.

This is always how I imagined
this moment.

Wherever I am,

I don't ever want to forget how
you looked on our wedding day.

Earl Kalf is dead.

Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!
Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!
Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!

Long live Earl Ingstad!