All language subtitles for Vikings_S04E17_The_Great_Army

RAGNAR:
Previously on Vikings...

(SCREAMING AND COMMOTION)

I want to take
her with us.

No, Helga. Helga.

I am taking her with me!

Where is our father?

King Ecbert handed
him over to King Aelle.

Our father
is probably dead by now.

And we will
have to avenge him.

We have to prepare.

The sons of Ragnar will come
to claim vengeance.

There is no better man

than you to make every
preparation for our defense.

You murdered my mother.

One day I will kill you,
Lagertha.

How the little piggies
will grunt.

When they hear how
the old boar suffered.

MAN: Ivar, your father
is dead.

(SCREAMING)

(IF I HAD A HEART PLAYING)

♪ More, give me more ♪

♪ Give me more ♪

♪ If I had a heart
I could love you ♪

♪ If I had a voice
I would sing ♪

♪ After the night
when I wake up ♪

♪ I'll see
what tomorrow brings ♪

♪ I... I... I... ♪

♪ If I had a voice
I would sing ♪

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(HAMMERING)

That is my knife.

That is my knife.

No, it is not.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

-Give it to me.
-You're crazy.

It's not your knife.
Father gave me this knife.

I want it.

I will kill Lagertha with it.

I will kill Lagertha with
Father's knife!

Well, you can't have it.

That's enough!

(GRUNTING)

Give it to me!

(GRUNTS)

Get up! Hey!

We have important
decisions to make.

As usual, you must tell
us how to behave!

Who else would do it?

I wish Bjorn was here.

You think he knows
about Father?

Oh, so, you think that
Odin told us,

but forgot
to tell Bjorn? Hmm?

Hopefully he will be
home soon.

In the meantime, it is up
to us to decide what to do.

(EXHALES)

I'm listening.
Say something interesting.

You heard what he said,

how the little pigs will
grunt when they hear

how the old boar suffered.

So now we're grunting.
So what?

We want blood-revenge
against Aelle, hmm?

-Yes.
-Not only against Aelle.

I told you,

King Ecbert offered our
father up like a sacrifice,

so we'll do the same thing
to him.

That is what Father wanted.

That is the message that
he wanted me to bring to you.

That is so easy to say, Ivar.

Here he is,
the voice of reason.

I hate reason.

What do you mean, Ubbe?

I'm listening,
even if he's not.

Aelle has a small kingdom
but Ecbert's kingdom is vast.

How do we overcome that

when we have never attempted
anything like that before?

We raise an army.

No, you're not listening,
brother.

We raise a great army.

An army bigger
than ever before.

Sigurd is right.

We call in favors.

We do deals with Kings
and Earls that we hate.

Whatever we have to promise
them, we promise.

And in the end,

we assemble
an army twice

the size of the army
our father took to Paris.

And we declare war
on England.

No.

In the name of our dead father,
in the name of Ragnar Lothbrok,

the greatest hero
of our country,

and in the name
of Odin,

we declare war
on the whole world.

(VOICES CALLING)

Frankia.

Home?

I don't know.

Difficult to return.

When we return,

Hvitserk and I,
and our brothers

we will have to avenge
our father's death.

And that would be difficult
for you too.

You would not be welcome,

for what you did to all of us.

And I would have to kill you.

(VOICES CALLING)

SHIELD-MAIDEN: Shield wall!

Let him pass.

Ubbe.

UBBE: The work seems to be
going very well.

I am impressed.

Kattegat is worth defending.

I remember, a long time ago,

when it was nothing but a few
houses, a single jetty.

I know very well what
happened to Kattegat, Lagertha.

I was born here
and I grew up here.

We are going to raise an
army to invade England

and avenge the death
of our father.

Will you come with us?

Would you really want me
to come with you?

We will need all the help
we can get.

After all,
don't you have a reason?

I also have a reason
to stay here.

I understand you are inviting
other rulers

to come and join
your army.

Don't you think some of them
will be envious

when they see the size
and understand the value

of this trading station?

It depends, I suppose, on what
is more important to you.

That's not worthy of you,
Ubbe.

I know what your father
would have wanted me to do.

Astrid. Torvi.

I do not trust him.

I know he is not Ivar...

And yet, he is Ivar.

You should look to
improve your own security.

If the gods don't protect me,
then who can?

(BLOWS)

What's her name?

I think it is Tanaruz.

She's very frightened, Helga.

Don't be afraid.

I won't hurt you.
I will love you.

HALFDAN: Brother.

When we reach Kattegat,

Bjorn Ironside will take all
the profits from these women.

So he will. For now.

And who is this?

I didn't know him either.

Turns out his father
is an Earl.

An Earl?

Why did you not say so?

Because he's the Earl

and I'm not.

They call me Egil the Bastard.

But you would like to be Earl?

It's good that
we have met, Egil.

We need ambitious men.

(GRINDING)

(BIRDS CALLING IN DISTANCE)

I still have a bone to
pick with you, Sigurd.

Why were you silent when
I demanded justice

from Lagertha?

We have different
memories of Mother.

She doted on you,
and she ignored me.

She had eyes only for you
and for Harbard.

To me, she was
cold and distant.

So you feel sorry
for yourself?

Poor little Sigurd.

You're wrong, Ivar.
I don't feel sorry for myself.

Yeah. Right. No.
Of course not.

I'm telling you the truth.

I have very good reason
not to feel so angry

with Lagertha.

Then what kind of a son

are you? Hmm?

What does it matter what
your mother did to you?

She was still your mother.

(SCOFFS)

You would say that,
wouldn't you?

What does that mean?

What do you think
it means?

You tell me.

All right, I will,
Mommy's boy.

Mommy's little favorite!

Are you just really sad

she can't breastfeed
you anymore, is that it?

(GRUNTS)

Whoever would have thought
that you two were brothers?

AELLE: To what do we owe
the honor of your visit?

JUDITH: I wanted
to see my family.

I also wanted
to warn you.

You mean, Ecbert sent you.

No.

I came of my own devising.

There is much talk of the
revenge of the sons of Ragnar.

I wanted you all to be
aware of it,

and prepared for it.

You need not have concerned
yourself as to travel so far.

Why should I not be aware of the
habits of the heathen?

I promise you, we are
already well prepared

for any incursions
into our kingdom.

I'm not sure you realize
the scale

of their possible retribution.

Ragnar Lothbrok was not
only their King, Father,

he was the most famous
man in their world.

Believe me, daughter,
I have taken stock of them.

I know what to expect.

And we are fully prepared.

Then should you not reinstate
your alliance with King Ecbert?

I have no wish or need

to be allied
to such a degenerate monarch.

Daughter,

we are all aware of your
immoral relationship

with your father-in-law.

It grieves us deeply.

We pray that you will return
to your wedded husband

and behave as a Christian
wife ought to behave.

I am grateful for your
concern, Mother.

But there is no need
to pray for me.

If we do not pray for
your soul, daughter,

then you will be damned
for all eternity.

If I am to hell, at least
I will enjoy

the company
of my degenerate monarch.

Judith! Blasphemous girl!

As for you, Father,

you may enjoy the aridities
of heaven

without my discomforting
presence,

and that of every other
woman whose only crime

was a desire to be free.

There is something
I would like to see.

(HORNS SOUNDING)

Are you going to go home?

I know what I have to do.

I want to make you
all an offer.

Anyone from our
homelands who wants good,

rich lands to farm

can come and live
in my kingdom.

There will always be
a part of Frankia

which is a part of us.

FLOKI: Us?

You are no longer a
part of "us," Rollo.

But what is "us," Floki,
is changing.

Only you won't accept it.

(CHUCKLES)

And so I say the same
to you.

And you, Hvitserk.

Too much bad blood, Rollo.

Once a betrayer,
always a betrayer.

HELGA: Goodbye, Rollo.

Goodbye, Helga.

I won't forget.

I won't forget anything.

(LAUGHS)

(CAPTAIN CALLING OUT)

(VOICES CALLING)

You should have killed him
when you had the chance.

Why would you say that?

Because I have a bad feeling
that he will reach more fame

than any of you.

Husband.

Gisla.

Husband.

You came back to us.

Thank God.

Truly, thank God.

Leave us.

(SIGHS)

(SPEAKING IN NATIVE TONGUE)

(PANTING)

(YELLING IN NATIVE TONGUE)

(SPEAKING IN NATIVE TONGUE)

(VOICES CALLING)

(GRUNTING)

What are you doing?

You're not a slave
anymore.

-You can't decide that.
-I can.

I am the son of
Ragnar Lothbrok.

I don't care about Lagertha.

You are now a free woman.

Why?

Because you'll have to be free
in order to marry one of us.

(WIND BLOWING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

ECBERT: I want to talk to you
about books, Alfred.

-ALFRED: Books, Grandfather?
-ECBERT: Yes.

If you are going to
be King one day,

you need
to understand that books

are just as important as
swords or plowshares.

These are some works by
great writers that I read

and translated from Latin
as a young man.

And this, this is a work
by Gregory the Great.

Now, he asks
questions such as,

"What kind of man he is
or ought to be, who is to rule?"

And...

"Can the occupation of power
distract the mind of the ruler?"

Yes, well, I can see that
you're bored already.

No, Grandfather.

Good boy.

To the future.

To the future.

Drink up, drink up!

Here's the thing, Alfred.

Because God chooses you
as King,

you need to be

a teacher to your people.

Do you understand that?

Yes, Grandfather.

Let's drink!

These are great matters!

Mmm, mmm!

All of it!

One day

you may be King.

I hope so with all my heart.

And yet, I know its burdens.

They're very real,

like forever dragging
a stone up a hill,

only to watch it perpetually
roll back down again.

You need to drink more wine.

I don't want any more,
Grandfather.

Nonsense, nonsense.

You'll join me in one more.

(SPITS)

Now, you keep saying
you understand

but you obviously don't.

I've just been drinking water,

while you were
drinking the wine.

Don't ever let yourself be
influenced by other people.

Especially people like me.

Always, always think
your own thoughts.

And act on them!

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Is this the place?

This is the pit where
Ragnar died.

Yes. Thank God.
Just in this place. Just here.

This is where
the pagan died.

Then it is a sacred place.

How dare you say such things?

-Are you mad?
-I may be.

But since
I love some of you,

I urge you again to take heed
of my warning.

The sons of Ragnar
are sure to come!

As for you, sweet sister,

I counsel you, have a
care for your own soul.

And learn to read.

(HORN SOUNDS)

(CROWS CAWING)

Our first arrivals, huh?

For the greatest army
ever assembled.

And they will be our
instruments.

Our instruments of wrath.

(LAUGHING)

Are you really going to
allow Lagertha

to escape her punishment?

Hmm?

No.

We must have revenge.

Yes.

And sooner rather than later.

Why are we waiting?

(SEAGULLS CRYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(FOLK MUSIC PLAYING)

(LAUGHING)

My friends,
welcome to Kattegat.

And who might you be?

My name is Ubbe.

Forgive me, Ubbe.

If I'd known, I would never
have been so rude.

Your father was a great hero.

Perhaps the greatest hero
of our race.

And that is why we have
answered your summons,

and come to avenge his death.

He was also like our father.

That we have
all lost a father.

(LAUGHING)

Who's the cripple?

His name is Ivar
and he's my brother.

So I would suggest you stop
laughing at him right now.

Instead, if you want to
stay alive, I would

learn to respect and fear him.

That would be my advice.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Queen Lagertha.

-Who are you?
-Earl Jorgensen.

From Sweden.

We have come a long way
to see you.

But it is a short distance

to meet the famous
shield-maiden,

Queen Lagertha, and the sons
of Ragnar Lothbrok.

Ragnar and I were
simple farmers.

I had no idea our fame
had spread so far.

Are you joking?

It is almost tiresome

to hear the poets talk
of all your exploits.

I'm sorry it was tiresome.

Perhaps we should have done
things a more interesting way.

No, no, no. That is the
fault of the poets, not you.

And who is this?

This is Torvi, my son
Bjorn's companion.

And this is Astrid,
one of my shield-maidens.

I leave you in their company.

-We'll see.
-Really?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You had no right to free
my slaves without my permission.

I don't remember you
asking permission

to kill my mother.

That's different.
I am Queen now.

I know.

I just don't know
for how long.

Ubbe!

I wanted to tell you.

You look just like
your father looked

when he was a young man.

When I first knew him.

(HUM OF PEOPLE IN DISTANCE)

(CHUCKLING)

Ah!

(FOLK MUSIC PLAYING)

(LAUGHTER)

Something's happening.

What?

I don't know.
But something!

(GASPING, STRUGGLING)

Lagertha!

What is happening here?

It's none of your
business, Earl Jorgensen.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(GASPS)

If you kill her, my brothers,

you'll have to kill me too.

Maybe we should.

Shut up.

She killed our mother.

I know.

You want revenge.

So would I.

But more importantly, we have
to avenge our father.

That is why I came back.

And that is what

we are going to do.

(GRUNTS)

So you had your revenge?

I'm not saying
we shouldn't do it,

but think about it.
If we...

Hvitserk!

(LAUGHING)

Welcome home, brother.

I heard you freed Margrethe?

You want to marry her.
I'm glad.

Just don't keep her all
to yourself.

UBBE: It's good to have
you back, brother.

Have you heard about Mother?

Yes.

Well, you and I, Ubbe,

we jumped under
the ice because of her.

So I don't quite agree
that we should kill Lagertha

because of it.

Ivar thinks we should.

Ivar's crazy.
You know that.

Maybe we should wait.

Until we avenge our father.

Someone has to rule Kattegat
when we're away.

And if we kill Lagertha,
we have to kill Bjorn

and I don't want
to do that.

Well, maybe you couldn't
do it anyways.

Would you want to test me,
brother?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

HARALD: Can you see what
we mean, Egil?

Lagertha is building
some serious defenses.

EGIL: In my opinion,

it doesn't matter
how careful you are,

there will always be
weak places in the defense.

It just takes a clever person

to figure out where
the weak places are.

And are you
a clever person, Egil?

Well, I'm not beautiful,
am I?

(CHUCKLES)

MAN: Pull!

(INHALES, EXHALES)

How can you go with Ivar,

when he wants to kill
your mother?

We're brothers.

We want to kill Aelle.

Nothing else matters
right now, woman.

I don't understand.

Of course it matters.

It matters to me even if it
doesn't matter to you!

-(BABY CRYING)
-Listen!

I did not come back here
to be told what to do.

Not by you,
not by anyone!

(BABY SCREAMING)

Please. You must eat.

Tanaruz.

Ah, ah.

(SIGHS)

Hello, Floki.

-Helga.
-FLOKI: Ivar.

So, who's this?

Her name is Tanaruz.

Oh, you brought her back?

She'll make a good slave,
I'm sure.

She is not a slave.

We are adopting her.

She is my child.

Ah!

Well, let's see.

-(GASPING)
-Shh, it's all right.

I won't hurt you.

-(SCREAMING)
-It's all right.

Don't be afraid.

It's very sweet of you
to drag your crippled arse

all the way over here
to see me.

Why do you think I want
anything from you,

you spindly legged,
knock-kneed boat-builder?

It's nice to see how much

you've matured since
I've been away.

Matured?

What, you think I want to be
an old fool like you?

The way you behave,
dear Ivar,

you'll never get
the chance.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(GROWLING WITH JOY)

Actually,

might be something that you
can do for me.

Oh.

Now that we're going to
England to fight,

it's about time I didn't have
to crawl about.

Especially on the battlefield.

I wonder if you could
help me, Floki.

I'll figure something out.

-Come on, donkey.
-(CHUCKLES)

Almost there.

(HORSE SNORTS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

What is it?

It's your legs, Ivar.

It's your wings.

Is it really for me?

(LAUGHING WITH JOY)

Woo!

(YELLING)

(YELLING)

(YELLING)

(YELPING WITH GLEE)

Bjorn.

Where's Lagertha?

She has gone to Hedeby.

What for?

She does not tell me
everything.

Nor I.

(MUSIC PLAYING)