All language subtitles for Erik the Conqueror (1961) EN

The Invaders

In the year 786
of the Christian era,

near the rocky coasts of Portland,

in Dorset's county,

appeared for the first time
three big and long vessels.

Blond bloodthirsty giants,

eager to conquer,
bent on dominating the island,

razing every defense

and spreading terror and death.

The Vikings
invaded Great Britain.

That first disembark
was followed by many others.

And their vessels
of monstrous prow

and squared sail,
inspired terror

at their very first appearance.

The "Big Iron Axe"

was their weapon of choice.

And from their cold lands,
those ferocious, unbeatable,

ruthless pagans,

firmly established themselves
on those coasts.

Small reigns rose,
which were getting their power

from blood and slavery.

The only king
eager of peace and justice

was Arald
of the Order.

For this reason,
King Lotar of Scotland,

appointed Ruthford's Baron

to negotiate further
peace efforts.

Don't be afraid!

Stay down, children.

There he is!
It's King Arald!

Death to him!
Let's kill him!

Ranco,
take Erik and Eron.

Run away
to their safety!

My sons will avenge me.

What a massacre.

Your plan was successful,
Sir Ruthford.

- Now?
- Yes.

Erik!

Erik!

Erik!

Erik!

Eron!

Eron!

The Viking weed
was uprooted

from British ground, Sire.

Arald is dead.

And he will no longer
defend this flag.

Enough, Ruthford.

You deserve merit
for your victory,

but we don't approve
your war methods.

Destructions, massacres,

various cruelties,
cannot decorate

the shield
of a British knight.

Those are the necessary rules
against the barbarians.

Nothing will justify
the betrayal

that you used
to conquer the country.

Our orders said
to deal with the Vikings.

Find a common ground.

Convince them
to abandon our land

and be satisfied
with the unopposed dominance

of the north seas.

You don't bargain with the barbarians,
you destroy them.

You will be accountable
in front of God and the men

to have disobeyed our will.

Your sword, Ruthford.

From now on,
you are exonerated

from the command of our
terrestrial and naval forces.

And you will prepare
yourself to appear

in front of the justice court,
to respond of your doing.

I hope your repentance
is as sincere and profound

as it is my regret.

Assassin!

It was him.
He was the one holding the bow!

Damn!
He was feigning death.

Damn!
To the stake!

To the stake.

The king is dead.

Hail to the queen.

A little boy.

Don't cry, little one.

He's very cold.

Look.

The sign
of the Viking in chief.

True, but what does it matter?
He's just a child.

Poor little one.
God wanted to save him.

And with His endless kindness
He brought him to me,

as in consolation for the death
of my loved one.

I always wanted
to have a child.

Nobody will ever
have to know who he is.

- Swear it to me, Ursula.
- I swear, my sovereign, I won't talk.

You're crazy.
Don't look at him, they may understand.

Listen to us, Odino

our father and God.

The woman who transgressed
violating the vows

that made her your bride,

will have death.

The man who dared
kidnapping her,

to you and your cult,

will have death.

And now,
charged with their sin,

charged with
any of our blame,

may the bodies
we are offering you

placate your anger.

It's true, they sinned.

But this conviction
is unfair and inhuman.

Love is not a sin.

Arald, my father,

I'm sure would have
forgiven them.

I don't believe it.

You can't forgive a betrayal.

And a vestal that fails
her vows of purity,

betrays our faith
for Odino.

Unleashes among
all our people

the unrelenting anger
of an insulted god.

I don't understand why you are
defending them with such fervor.

Eron,

the generous impulse
of your youth

moves my heart.

I'd rather be dead

than see my daughter
expiate her sin.

But I don't plead
for clemency.

She broke
her priestess oath.

She surrendered
to the sweet adulations

of a terrestrial passion.

She wanted to love.

And Garian is right.

She must die
with her accomplice.

May they be offered
to the vultures.

To the vultures!

I thought I was not
gonna see you anymore.

Nothing could have kept
me away from you.

Nothing.

I'm so afraid for you,
my love.

I don't want you to risk
your life for me.

Daya...

your father consecrated
you to the God once you were born.

Was it your will?

And now,
just to love each other

we provoked anger...

Odino's jealousy.

But we'll be stronger than him.

Please don't challenge him, Eron,

I don't want to lose you.

What's this sound?

Everything scares me.

Don't be afraid.

Only a king
could marry you

freeing you from those vows.

- I will be king.
- You will need to fight.

Yes, Daya.

I must become one.

And I will become one.

Death.

Death to Queen Alice
and her subjects.

Let's unite the forces

of Scotland's warriors,

those of Norway,
Denmark, Iceland.

Let's crush the British

under the stones
of their fortresses.

The Vikings will dominate

the north seas.

I am with you, Olaf.

You can count
on my people's alliance.

Iceland will follow you.

I will help you,
if only to avenge my eye.

Now listen to me, Olaf.

Each one of us
who responded to your plea

has the same
number of weapons,

of men and vessels.

And can count
on the blind obedience

of faithful and valiant soldiers.

Each one of us
showed great courage in war.

But nobody has your wisdom

and your experience.

Once already,
many years ago,

a king of your progeny
was able to plant his flag

on British ground.
And only betrayal could bend him.

What we'll face now
will be difficult and lengthy.

In order to overcome it,
we need one thing...

only one chief
needs to lead us.

- And you must be the one, Olaf.
- Olaf!

Thank you very much, Garian.

And I thank all of you.

Your faith
is the best reward

that can fulfill
the existence of a soldier.

But I am old.

I am tired. And in war

my wisdom will be worth less

than the eagerness
of a young and impetuous chief.

I then suggest
my brother Arald's son.

Eron has the value

and the courage of his father.

I'm sorry, Olaf.
Eron is still young and inexperienced.

If you refuse to be in command,
I'll be the one to guide the expedition.

You forget something,

I am driven by a much
deeper feeling.

To avenge my brother
and father's death.

As well as
being elected king.

I deserve it!

You see this sign?

Was on the Viking's banners

that were already waving
in Great Britain.

They were my father's banners
which brought him glory and blood.

We have decided.

The soldiers themselves

will choose who's going to lead them.

The chiefs of each tribes
will present their vote.

Garian!

Garian!

Garian!

Garian! Garian!

Eron!

Garian!

Eron!

Eron!

Eron!

Eron!

Eron!

- One.
- One.

- Two.
- Two.

- Three.
- Three.

Four...

Why so sad?

Daya,
what' wrong?

My heart is full of dismay.
Help me.

I would if I could.

We come from the same womb,
we were born the same night.

Who can understand you
better than I do?

Eron shouldn't have
shown interest in you.

It's sacrilege.

And you, Daya,
why did you break the oath

that links us to the gods?

Because I love him.
I love him so much.

And you worry for him,
since he's going to war.

Only his death
could clean your sin.

No, Rama,
don't say that.

He will become king

and he'll have the power
to dissolve my vows.

Is the love
for a man so strong

to risk your life

in hope that he'll maintain a promise
that is almost absurd?

...48.
...49.

- 49.
- 50 for Garian.

50 for Eron.

This is the will of the men...

uncertainty.
A lost deer.

Let's refer to the gods'
supreme judgment.

You will face each other
in a duel with your own forged weapons.

Odino will give the strength
and the astuteness

to the one He has chosen.

Did you hear, Rama?

Why do they scream like that?

- I'll go see.
- Wait.

You want to reveal everything?
They'll kill you together with him.

- Don't say anything.
- Daya, Rama!

Eron and Garian
are about to fight in a duel.

Calm down.
Calm down.

The warriors clashes
are none of our business.

This is the gods' will, Eron.

Kill him. It's the law.

No!

I cannot kill him.
He's a valiant soldier.

He must fight on my side.
With me.

His life is yours.

My life is yours, Eron.

Now that your patron
became so important,

we won't be able
to talk to you anymore.

Shut up.
You sacrilegious man.

I never talked to you,
and I never will.

With the powers
given to me by God,

and by my subjects,
I appoint you,

Erik, Duke of Helford,

chief in command
of my reign's fleet.

May God will give you
through the sword of Lotar the great,

my beloved husband,

the value and the wisdom
of the deceased king.

With the powers
given to me by God,

and by my subjects,
I appoint you,

Duke of Helford,
chief in command of the naval forces.

That bastard
has fallen for it.

He took the command
of the fleet.

- And what about you, Baron?
- I'll organize the castle's defense.

He's crazy.

He thinks he's going to destroy
the Viking fleet.

And he doesn't know
his vessel will burn before the fight.

Should we trust that man?

As if it were myself, Baron.

Then we need to pay him.

Go, we can't waste time.

I don't have the courage
to take you.

A queen cannot cry
in front of her subjects.

Even if it is her son
who is leaving for war.

Here.
It's just a cross...

but it will protect you.

You'll see Mother,
you'll be proud of me.

You've always
been my pride.

You gave a meaning
to my existence.

Perhaps, one day
someone will explain

the symbol on your chest.

- And that day I hope...
- Don't worry, Mother.

When you adopted me,

raising me
as if I were your own child,

you gave me all that a man
could desire in life.

Mother, I just want
to deserve your love.

How many oxen
did you have to kill

for those bladders?

Can't you see
they're chicken bladders?

What are you doing,
selling them?

Laugh, laugh.

In my opinion vessels
are floating coffins.

No matter what happens,
I'm sure I'll float.

- Yeah, just like...
- I know what you're trying to say.

The most important thing
is saving your skin.

You'll be damned!
Bastards.

I had 13 of them.
One blew up...

Attention!
Sails at starboard!

Sails at starboard.

Alert!

Sail!

Increase the rhythm.

Prepare the burning arrows.

Increase the rhythm,
the wind is against us

and we need
to move around them.

Keep going.

Keep going.
Fast!

Throw as many
arrows as you can.

If we can burn
the vessel in front,

will find ourselves
in advantage with the other ones.

Put up the sail!

They're bending with the wind.

Stop paddling,
come on.

Let's get ready
to board!

The wind is blowing their sail.
We won't be able to stop them.

Garian!

You'll be damned!

Where are you,

Duke of Helford?

Here I am!

Vikings,
abandon the vessel.

Let's get onboard.

Quick!

Go!

To Lotar's castle!

Help!

Get out, now!

Her Majesty,

during this years of peace,

I've been your most loyal subject.

But now, I repeat,

a marriage would reinforce
the unity of our people.

Silence.

How dare you
consider my feelings...

I wasn't talking about feelings.

For many years
you ignored mine.

Her Majesty,

what I am suggesting
is the salvation of your reign.

Unfortunately,
ambition is devouring you.

It takes away from you
the good judgment.

Your suggestions are wrong.

We don't need you.

And now, leave.

Anyhow,

I remain one of your
most loyal subjects.

Down, down!
On your knees.

Your revenge is complete...

finally.

Yes.

I accomplished
my biggest dream.

And without spilling
any Viking blood.

Thanks to Baron Ruthford
who gave us the castle

and you, queen.

Before abandoning
this reign of mine,

I will appoint a ruler.

And you all
remember this,

you will obey to his orders.

If you tried to rebel

the blond head of your queen

will get here with
the first Viking vessel.

Since I will take her with
me as hostage

and my sword won't quiver
in the event I had to use it.

You are vile.

Why don't you stay here?

You'd become more civil.

Don't you think?

Even the servants could teach you

how a human being should behave.

It may actually...

end up being me...

the one who will show you, one day,

what a real man is.

Perhaps you don't know it.

Barbarian.

Barbarian...

Yes! Barbarian.

You, Ruthford!

You'll be the ruler
of this reign of mine.

You, example of British civilization.

Be careful, though,
I warn you.

Don't you think to be able
to betray a barbarian.

It would be very dangerous.

You better remember it!
Remember it!

Where am I?

On Viking's ground.

Where do you come from?

From very far away.

A long time has passed since I first
set foot on the deck of that ship.

Where is your vessel now?

It sunk,
together with my fellows.

Who are you?

A woman, or an angel?

If I didn't hear your voice,
I would have thought I were dead.

It wouldn't have been bad,
if the angels looked like you.

Who are the angels?

How beautiful.

What is it?

A talisman.
It protects me, always.

You see,

it also let me meet you.

It's almost dawn.
I need to go.

Tell me who you are.

- Tell me.
- I can't.

What if I asked
to see you again here?

Over there,
past those sand dunes,

there's a small fishermen's village.

- They will help you.
- Don't run away. Please.

Hey!

There's a man here.

He scared us.

No, don't be afraid.

It must be a survivor.

Who are you?

How did you get here?

Speak.
Are you a survivor as well?

Yes, of course.
He was on the same vessel,

when we hit
some ice, right?

What are you doing here?
Go away.

Go back to work.

Come on.
Hurry up.

If you are a good
fisherman like him,

- you can stay with us.
- Of course.

He's great at fishing.
His nickname was "whale eater."

We go back to work.

You can stay here
and take care of your friend.

Yes, yes.

Duke...

Forgive
the confidence, Duke,

but they're Vikings!
If only they knew who you were...

I knew you were alive.

What about you?

How did you get here?

Those bladders
were a blessing!

Do you remember on the vessel?
Everybody was making fun of me.

- Yeah.
- What a fight

with the swordfish!

I had seven
and they punctured three.

No, four, they punctured.

I brought you some food
and water.

You are good, Rama.

But I would have preferred
something else.

What?

The announcement
that my end is near.

Death is gods' will.

Not the men's.

Only if the gods want it,
your sacrifice will happen.

How long will I have
to live this way?

You see,

I don't even know how
to hide my tears anymore.

I wish I could do
something for you.

You are priestess of the gods.

You can implore them
for my death.

And that my useless body

will get thrown in the waters
to find who's already there.

It's what I ask in my prayers
to my God.

He's also not listening.

He abandoned me.

I only have his cross left.

Is that talisman
called cross?

Who told you
this blasphemy?

The cross is not a talisman.

It's the symbol
of our Christian faith.

I knew I would have met you again.

My eyes and heart
are still full of your beauty.

I couldn't stop thinking of you.

You know,

in his dreams
every man without realizing

chases the image of a woman.

Now my dream has come true.

You are that woman.

And I don't want to lose you.

Please, don't speak like that.

I can't listen to you.

Let me go.

You are Christian, right?

Yes.
How do you know?

This is your God's cross.

- It's not a talisman.
- Who told you that?

The queen, who's prisoner
explained it to me.

What queen?

Queen Alice of Britain.

How can that be possible?

Yes, we are taking
care of her.

You see,

everything revolves around
our destiny.

I could have died
in a battle,

but I found myself
survivor on this land.

To find love,

and free my mother.

You mother?

Yes.

Now I understand
why she's crying.

She thinks you drowned

and she's praying to join you.

Instead, she'll see you alive.

I'll help you free her.

I already know how.

Tomorrow there will be
a wedding.

That will be the right time.

- Here you are.
- Duke...

Hi, my friend.

- Sorry...
- Tomorrow there will be a wedding,

all the village will be
at the ceremony.

I worked all day long at it.

- Are we going to have fun?
- No.

You'll stay here

and you're going to bring
the fastest boat at the pontoon.

Duke, you're scaring me.
Careful.

He's gone.

- Tomorrow will be a great day.
- Perfect.

Why did you do this to me?

- What?
- Why did you want me to see this?

- I don't understand you.
- Weren't my mother's tears enough?

If you wanted me prisoner
as a gift to your husband,

here I am.

Duke of Helford.

- Eron!
- Death to you.

Let's kill him.

Yes. Kill him.

Tie him up.

Your blood cannot
flow today.

Today is a celebration for us.

You will be executed
tomorrow before dawn.

You'll be damned.

Are you afraid?

Very close to the left ear.

- I can do better by lying down.
- We'll see.

Look at me.
With my feet.

Brush against the left cheek
and through the wood.

- Nice shot!
- Good job!

Where are you going?

I'm bringing some wine
to the prisoner.

- Give it to me.
- Some wine to the prisoner...

Don't say we don't treat you well.

Pass along!

- Leave some for me.
- Here it is.

I put them to sleep.

What are you doing here? Is my agony
sweeter than your wedding night?

Look into my eyes.

Don't you see in them
all my love for you?

How could you doubt me?

You thought I was Daya,
my twin sister.

How could you.

Let's go. Your mother is already
at the fishermen's village,

she's with your squire.
That's why I wasn't at the wedding.

Quick.
Let's go.

Her Majesty,
the boat is ready.

What happened?

Hey you,
wake up, where's the prisoner?

The alarm.

They're also responding
from the coast.

We're surrounded.
Wait, come with me.

This way.

It's impossible.
Rama couldn't have done this.

I'll find him, Daya.
I'm sure of it.

And if Rama is with him,

I'll kill them both.
They don't deserve mercy.

Here we are.

I doubt anyone
will find us here, Erik.

When we were kids
Daya and I would hide here.

Nobody
ever found us.

They didn't go
this way for sure.

All that's left is
the road to the forest.

Save him, please!

Eron!

The rope.
Throw the rope!

Quick!

Here they come!

They put
the boats on fire!

Let's go to the harbor!
Let's chase them!

It's useless.
They're too far.

And the night
is in their favor.

I'll find them.

On their land.

Soon.

My sovereign,

our swords and the ones
of the nobles of Scotland,

are ready to fight
to bring the throne back to you.

Thank you, Baron.

Your loyalty is moving, knights.

We were worried about you.

As soon as we got your message,
I kept hoping.

Thank you, I need
friends like you.

But to take Lotar's castle
we need men and weapons.

The noble knights who followed
me are valiant but few.

But fast dispatch riders
are going through different counties

and I'm sure the princes
will welcome my appeal

and will join us
with great force.

Death to Ruthford.
Hail to the queen.

Hooray!
Hooray!

The Vikings. Damn it.
They've already disembarked.

Let's attack them anyway,
they don't have cavalry.

Wait.
They are numerous.

I have an idea.

Did you see? They never
thought they would find the Vikings.

- This time I'll kill them all.
- Eron.

I entrust her to you, Ruthford.
Take good care of her.

He's challenging you, Eron.

You saved my life.

Now we're even.

This can't be possible.

You're Erik, my brother!
Look,

look, Erik!
The same symbol!

- Brother! Brother!
- L...

My valiant soldiers,

and you, brave knights of Great Britain,

no more hatred
and disagreement between us.

Today is a day of joy.

Look, this is my brother.

No!
Careful!

- Eron!
- No!

The king!
They hit our king!

Let's attack the castle!

Duke of Helford,

If the Vikings won't embark,

and if the princes
won't get sent back to their estates,

Daya will die.

Your bride, Eron,
is in my hands.

You entrusted her to me.

Her life now depends
on your decisions

and the ones of your brother.

You can think about it

as long as this flame is burning.

No, Erik.

I want Erik.

Erik...

it's so strange
that I find you...

as a British.

That was the gods' will.

Their hatred is sedate.

Erik...

don't cry.

Don't suffer.

Arald, our father,

is calling me.

I can hear his voice.

Don't cry.

You, Erik, you...

my brother,

the Duke of Helford,

will finish my work.

This is what the gods
want from you.

Erik will succeed me.

He will be your king.

The barbarian

is about to die.

Eron...

I will have to close
my eyes

without seeing Daya.

They look like
hungry wolves.

Daya, we have only
one chance of survival

for both of us.

You must tell them to leave.

Never!
Kill me if you want.

Your death will be
slow and awful.

You will invoke the end
as a liberation

just like all the other ones
who never made it out of here.

I want Daya.

You, were one
of the soldiers who guarded me

that night that I was tied
to the sacred tree?

- Yes.
- Find the other ones and follow me.

Where are you,
my sweet bride?

I will never be able
to see you again.

I am here.

Daya...

Yes...

it's me.
I'm back.

- How did you do it?
- Ruthford let me go.

A beautiful dream...

it's been a beautiful dream.

It couldn't have been reality.

The gods were jealous.

- Eron...
- That way they wanted to punish me.

The dream
will become reality.

We'll be happy together.

Yes.

We'll be together forever.

I will bring...

I will bring with me

your memory.

It is a crazy undertaking.

I must try.
There's no other way.

He's dying
and his woman is up there.

This wooden tower
is the only way possible.

How will you...

Listen to me.

Let the drums roll
the death march.

Until that flame
is burning,

we should not hear
any other noise.

And in the event
I won't be back,

before it stops burning,

you go ahead and attack.

Attack!

With no mercy.

Let's cry out for revenge.

Daya...

don't cry.

You must be strong.

We...

will be together again

and we'll be happy

like innocent kids.

On the green valleys
of Odino.

Where the sky is clean.

Night and day,

always.

And the clouds
don't cover the moon...

like in this moment.

I can't...

see you anymore.

- Did you hear that?
- Yes.

This is the time.

Do you persist in your silence?

You see,

when the sand will all
be into this bucket,

its weight will lift
the urn's lid.

And this cute
little animal

will be able to get out
undisturbed from its glass cage.

Brilliant, isn't it?

It's one of my inventions

that I successfully
tested many times.

As soon as the spider
will be out,

all you will need is a bite
to die in atrocious pangs.

And it will feel like a liberation

compared to the anguish
of the wait.

So?

One word and we'll be saved.

Go away.

In death...

I only have one mate.

My sword.

Goodbye.

Kill them all!