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Ragnar has returned.

I must leave for council.

I cannot ignore my duties
just because one man...

He is not just one man!

He is the history of his race.

They'll be looKing for us.

You think it's possible we
might be able to steal a boat?

I didn't come here to go back.

It can only be you and me.

You and me?

I am taKing Kattegat back.

Aslaug isn't fit to be queen.

Ubbe and sigurd, are you
going to kill them, too?

Enough!

These are my people.

We made it.

No matter what they do to me,

you have to act like a cripple,

and then they won't feel
threatened by you.

And what are they
going to do to you?

Archers!

*VIKINGS*
Season 04 Episode 14
"In the Uncertain Hour Before the Morning"
Precisely Synchronized by srjanapala

Lagertha!

Earl ingstad!

How strange, Lagertha,

that you should play
the usurper.

One woman against another.

It doesn't quite fit
with your reputation.

I was never the usurper.

Always the usurped.

You took my husband, my world,

and my happiness.

The fact that you're a woman

is neither here nor there.

I didn't take your husband.
He chose to be with me.

He didn't choose.

You're a witch.

You bewitched him.

If that's what you want to
believe, it's up to you.

I don't disagree women
can have power over men.

But it's not always magical,
is it, Lagertha?

In any case,

Ragnar is dead.

You don't know that.

I dreamed it.

I warned him about his journey.

In my dream, his boats
were sunk in a storm.

Ragnar died.

So did my son, Ivar.

But you don't know that.

No.

I don't know that for sure.

It was just a dream.

And I have dreamed
of taKing back my home.

I have dreamed it
for a long time.

But if I have to fight for it,

then I will.

Don't worry. I could never
fight you, Lagertha.

I am not my mother,
nor yet my father.

I would never win.

But still I have
fulfilled my destiny.

The Gods foretold
Ragnar would have many sons.

And I have given him those sons.

I am as much a part of his
saga, Lagertha, as you are.

But now I renounce everything.

All I ask

is safe passage.

All I ask is that you let me
leave here in peace,

to go wherever the Gods decide.

And you shall have back
your hearth and home...

With my blessing.

And my sons,

when they hear how it was done, will
be grateful for the manner of it...

And not seek revenge.

I understand.

Thank you.

Where is Lagertha?

I said, where is Lagertha?

You had best go home, Ubbe.

And you, sigurd.

Go back to Kattegat.

What has happened at Kattegat?

Who are you?

My son and I have come
to see a good friend,

King Ecbert.

I have no doubt that your King
would like to know of our arrival.

The King is not here.

I am still sure
that he'd like to know

that his good friend
has been treated kindly.

Let them in!

Prince Aethelwulf,
we may have captured...

- For the love of God!
- Do you not know who this is?

It's Ragnar Lothbrok!

The King of the Northmen!

Seize him!

Who is that?

A cripple.

I don't like you.

Where are your warriors, hmm?

There are no warriors.

But you came
with a raiding party.

We found bodies on the beach.

There must be more of you.
Where are they?

There is no one else.

Just my son, Ivar, and me.

Ah, the cripple is your son.

Yes.

Well, I don't believe
there is only you.

I killed everyone else.

You must have found
their bodies, too.

Where is my son?

Don't worry about him.

Don't you worry about your sons?

What do you know about my sons?

You're an animal
and you belong in a cage.

And if it were up to me...

Where is your father?

The King!

My lord.

Father, I have news!

Where is he?
What have you done with him?

Leave.

Leave.

What took you so long?

What is it?

Why don't you eat?

I have not seen my son Ivar...

For days.

I don't even know if he's alive.

I will not eat
until my son does.

Your son

is also my guest.

Believe me, I will make sure
that no harm comes to him.

- Make sure he's well kept.
- Guard: Mmm.

Sire.

What did he say?

He said thank you.

Hmm.

It was wrong of my son

to slaughter all your farmers
and their families.

But as you probably guessed,

it was done under my orders.

It's always better to get the
worst things over straight away,

don't you agree?

Mea culpa.

Mea maxima culpa.

It was my decision.

Of course,
it was part of a larger

and bolder strategy.

But...

Well, none of that's
of your concern.

On your previous visit...

You left behind another son.

Fetch Magnus.

Unfortunately, his mother,
Queen Kwenthrith,

is no longer with us.

But I've looked after the boy
as if he were my own.

Come forward, boy.

Come, come.

This is your son, Magnus.

Go on, Magnus.
Speak to your father.

I have waited a very long time
for this moment.

My mother told me
so much about you.

She told me I was like you,

and that one day
I'd be famous like you.

And now I see you,

everything she told me was true.

Everything about my life
makes sense now.

Someone once explained to me

what a miracle is.

So now I understand, Magnus.

Your birth was a miracle.

A miracle?

Yes.

Because I never had sex

with your mother.

All she ever did was piss on me.

Perhaps you should leave us,
Magnus.

Talk to him later, eh?

You know, I had my doubts
about that boy all along.

Why have you taken
so long to return?

It was part of a larger...

And bolder strategy.

Where's our mother?

She's dead, Ubbe.

I killed her.

Why?

She took Kattegat away from me.

I wanted it back.

Why didn't you also
have us killed?

This was nothing to do with you.

You are Ragnar's sons.

It was not your fault

that your father was bewitched.

It was a mistake not to kill us.

That's a chance
I was prepared to take.

Ubbe...

I don't like to see
you in a cage.

What would you do
if I let you out?

I would kill you.

Oh.

Or not.

It is your decision, not mine.

Mmm? You have the power, not me.

Hmm.

And you like power, don't you?

Well, I only like it

because... it allows me
to do good things.

Really?

I think I've used my power
rather well.

For example, I've used it
to unite all the small,

squabbling Kingdoms of England
into a single entity,

now capable of defending itself

against any who might come
to threaten or destroy it.

Like me.

I thought you came in search
of good farming lands

and that you wanted
to find some way

that our peoples
could live together

and mutually benefit.

Oh, so you thought

by killing all of my people,

that was mutually beneficial,
hmm?

No, no.

Of course not.

I've already expressed
my deep regret.

The fact is...

It was the right idea

at the wrong time.

But I firmly
and I absolutely believe

that such accommodations
will come to pass.

Perhaps even
in my grandson's time.

In Alfred's time.

What do you want me to say?

The truth.

Let's go and do it now.

Let's go to the great hall
and let's finish her off.

If you want to do it,
then do it.

But count me out.

What are you talKing about?

She wouldn't have
done it for us.

What?

Try to understand.
She didn't want us.

She never loved us.
She only loved Ivar.

Oh, and Harbard.

Yes, she loved harbard
all right.

She made a fool
of herself loving him.

You should have seen her!

Ah, you forget I did see.

Do you think harbard was a God?

Was he a God, Ubbe?
Or just a man?

He took advantage.

I guess that doesn't matter
either way.

She was still our mother!

By the end
she was a stranger to me.

Was she a witch?

We'll never know.

Ah, well...

Lagertha must pay the price.

Let Ivar kill her
if he wants to.

If he's still alive.

What?

Both our parents may be dead.

We may have just
become orphans, sigurd.

What are you laughing at?

Our father isn't dead, Ubbe.

Ragnar Lothbrok can't die.

For my people...

For the people
outside of this villa,

and for most of them

inside of it, too,
for that matter,

you are the most dangerous man

on this earth.

Are you sure?

Not entirely, no.

You have to kill me.

Well, I have to
decide your fate.

Yes.

You sound like one of our Gods.

Well, I'm not a God. God forbid.

The seer told me

that I am fated to die

the day the blind man sees me.

But you...

You have to kill me.

Must we talk of death?

Death has been
uppermost on my mind

for a long time.

You ViKings are incorrigible.

You emerge from the womb

with only one thing
on your mind...

How to die!

What of all the things
in between?

Are you talKing about women?

Mmm.

We have a lot to talk about,
you and I.

Where are we going?

Magnus...

It's time for you to leave...

- And become a man.
- But I don't want to leave.

You have no choice.

Here's some food
for your journey.

Double up the watch there!

- Where shall I go?
- Destiny will take you.

And wherever you go,

you tell people
that you are Magnus,

the son of Ragnar Lothbrok.

And people will look after you.

You can't make me go! Please!

I'm happy. I won't go!

Start walKing.

You start walKing

or you're going to die.
Do you understand?

But there's animals
in the woods.

There are animals in the villa.

Now go.

Back in the shelter!

Go!

Horses under cover!

Aye, sir.

What if your God does not exist?

My dear friend,
what are you talKing about?

Your God,

my Gods,

what if they don't exist?

Well, if God or the Gods
don't exist,

then nothing has meaning.

Or everything has meaning.

What on earth does that mean?

W-Why do you need your God?

Well, if there were no Gods,

then anyone could do anything,
and nothing would matter.

You could do as you liked
and nothing would be real

and nothing would have
meaning or value.

So, even if the Gods
don't exist,

it's still necessary
to have them.

If they don't exist,

then they don't exist.

We have to live with it.

Ah, yes, but you don't.

You don't live with it.
You only think of death.

You only think of Valhalla.

And all you think about
is heaven!

Which seems like
a ridiculous place,

where everybody is always happy.

Valhalla is ridiculous!

All the dead warriors

get to fight again in the
courtyard each morning,

and kill each other again.

And then they all have
supper together!

Then they are both ridiculous.

Athelstan...

Was a man of God.

And now he is dead.

Tell me what happened.

Floki killed him.

So your Gods killed him.

No, floki killed him
out of jealousy.

Because I loved Athelstan
more than him.

I was jealous, too.

When he chose
to go back with you.

I felt his loss grievously,

as if he'd torn

part of myself away

from myself.

He left because
he loved me more.

Well, then...

You should have protected him.

He didn't need protecting.

What does that mean?

We needed him.

He never needed us.

If he'd stayed here with me,
he'd still be alive.

He had enemies here also.

He belonged here with me.
I would have protected him.

Who are you to say
where he belonged?

He chose to be with me.

He chose his path
and that was with me.

I am not to blame.

Now who's the one
who's not being honest?

Tell me this.

Do you think
he is with your Gods

or with mine?

It does not matter.

His death is on my conscience,

not yours.

And yours will be on mine.

Even so...

You have to kill me.

What?

Oh, do not get up.

I am Astrid.

We know who you are.

But why are you here?

One day, I would like
to change the way you look.

It is just an interest of mine.

What?

I am maKing it my business

to make friends
with the sons of Ragnar.

Uh...

Forgive me,

Astrid.

- But I am afraid that we...
- Yes.

You should be afraid.

That's what I came to tell you.

If you touch a hair
on Lagertha's head...

You are dead men.

Do you really think

that if I am not
afraid of Lagertha,

then I would be afraid of you?

It's a great privilege

to meet you again,
Ragnar Lothbrok.

Not every Saxon would agree.

I'm not every Saxon.

This is my son Alfred.

- He is the son...
- I know.

Without explanation.

You are Athelstan's son.

"I have seen"

"all the works
that are done under the sun."

"And, behold,"

"all is vanity
and vexation of spirit."

"I communed with mine
own heart, saying,"

"'Lo, I am come
to great estate.'"

"and I gave my heart
to know wisdom,"

"and to know madness and folly."

"I perceived that this also
is vexation of spirit."

"For in such wisdom
is much grief,"

"and he that increases knowledge"

"increases sorrow."

I cannot kill you,

yet you must die.

This much is certain.

The world demands it.

But, uh, I cannot kill you.

Then hand me over to King Aelle.

For we both know
that he would take

great pleasure in killing me.

Then you can wash
your hands of me.

My friend,
I'd rather set you free.

My sons know that I have
come to wessex to see you.

What do you think they'll do
once they hear of my death?

They will come over here

and they will rip the lungs
out of all of you.

There will be no escape.

They will avenge me.

I don't doubt you.

We trust each other, yes?

Yes.

Then do this for me.

Let my crippled son
Ivar go home.

He is obviously
no threat to you.

You arrange for a ship,
for sailors.

You just make sure my son
gets home safely.

You have my word.

Thank you.

And...

In return?

I will tell my son Ivar

to tell his brothers

that you did everything
you could to save me.

That you and I,
we are sworn friends

and that King Aelle

was solely responsible
for my death.

That way,
when my sons come back...

And they will...

They will spare you,

my friend...

And they will take out

all of their revenge
on King Aelle.

Then do it.

Deliver me to Aelle.

Don't be afraid.

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