All language subtitles for Vikings S02 E03.AriaMovie

Ragnar:
Previously on "vikings":

Ragnar:
We shall finally go west again.

King horik and jarl borg
shall join us.

Hello, priest.

Athelstan: Sometimes.
Ragnar: Come with me.

We will need the help
of all the gods,

Including yours.

I ask only for the opportunity
to regain your respect.

Why should I ever
trust you again?

Aslaug:
I make this prophecy:
Your son will be born

With the image of the serpent
in his eye.

I do not wish jarl borg
to raid with us.

I thought we had
an agreement?

Jarl borg:
Abandon your brother for good.

Oh!
(grunts in pain)

Messenger:
The northmen have come ashore
in wessex.

They've defeated a large force
of our men.

What have you heard
about king ecbert?

That he's just like you.

♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪

(birds chirping)

(foliage crunching underfoot,
morning doves cry)

Ragnar:
What is that place?

Athelstan:
It's a christian church,
a minster.

A large one.
It may be winchester.

Is it important?

If it is winchester,
saint birinus is buried there.

It's a place
of great pilgrimage.

And will there be
treasure there?

(chortles) yes.
A lot of treasure.

Floki:
(happy) hmm!

(grasses crunch underfoot)

King ecbert:
There's no surprise to me

That these northmen
have arrived in wessex.

After I heard about their raids
into northumbria,

I realized it was only
a matter of time

Before they came ashore here.

When I lived at the court
of the emperor charlemagne,

These northmen had already
emerged from their lairs

To attack parts of his empire.

I was with charlemagne's party
at a harbor town

In southern gaul.

And as we sat eating supper

A fleet of pirates attacked
the harbor.

There was some confusion
about their identity,

But from the build
of their ships

And their speed
through the water,

The emperor recognized them
at once as northmen.

After a lightning attack...

(sharp exhale)

They made their escape.

The emperor's men took up
the chase,

But they were soon out-sailed.

And now it is our turn
to deal with these ruffians,

These pagans.

But deal with them we shall...

And must.

Aethelwulf?

To work with our ealdormen
to raise an army.

In the meantime,
we shall send spies and others

To observe the size
of the raiding party,

And their intentions.

These northmen never like
to venture far from their ships

And they prefer not to be drawn
into pitched battle.

Let us not be afraid,
but rather watchful.

(retreating footsteps)

(bird cries out)

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Sigvard:
Lagertha!

Why must I follow you
up the fields?

You're my wife.

Especially when we have
important guests.

I will not stay to hear
my son insulted.

Sigvard:
Your son should know
his place.

He continues
to be resentful.

He refuses to accept
or acknowledge

My love for him.

Lagertha:
You don't love my son.

You don't love anyone,
sigvard.

You don't know how to.

(hard slap)
aghhh!

Sigvard:
Forgive me, lagertha.
I'm an intemperate man.

I find it difficult
to control myself.

But I have loved
and desired you

After my fashion

And if your son
will only meet me halfway,

I will make sure
he has a good future.

(foliage rustles in the wind,
birds chirp)

(foliage rustles underfoot)

(birds chirping)

(unsheathes sword)

(townsfolk chatter,
sheep bleat)

(panicked gasps)

(bell clangs)

Soldier 1:
The alarm! Northmen coming!

Soldier 2:
Do you see them?

Soldier 3: Altogether!
Soldier 4: Gab inne!

(panicked yelling
and screaming)

Soldier 5:
Inside! Gab inne!
(unsheathes sword)

(panicked chatter)

Ungh! Oof!

Monk: Come!
Man 1: Stay together!

Soldier 1: Are you ready?!
Soldier 2: Weapons!

(doors thud shut)

Man:
The stuff is packed.

(bell clangs)

(sheep bleat)

(foliage rustles underfoot)

(bleating)

Saxons:
(attack screams fill the air)

Vikings:
(battle cries)

(weapons clank,
fighting grunts)

(throwing grunt)

(weapons clank,
fighting grunts)

(sword slices)
ughhh!

(weapons clank,
fighting grunts)

Agh! Ugh!

Athelstan:
Aggghhhhh!

Ungh! Oof!

(weapons clank,
fighting grunts)

(sword slices,
screams of pain)

(weapons clank,
fighting grunts)

(fighting grunts)

(fighting grunts)

(weapons clank,
fighting grunts)

Aggghhhhhhhh!

Soldier:
(frightened yelps)

(sword stabs)
agh!

(fighting grunts)

Agghhhhh!

(arrow whooshes)
ungh! Agh!

(arrow whooshes)
agghhh!

(horse whinnies)
ungh!

(shields clack,
weapons clank as they regroup)

(warriors converse quietly)

(sheep bleat)

(quiets down)

Torstein:
Could be a trap!

Shield-wall!

(shields clatter into place)

(doors creak open)

(geese honk in alarm,
rooster crows)

Open.

(shields clatter)

(footsteps scuff)

King horik:
Where have they all gone?

Floki:
There should be treasure.

He said
there would be treasure.

Why do you always
listen to him?

Where is it?

Athelstan:
It's over there.

King horik:
This?! This is not treasure!

This is an empty wooden table.

You are mistaken,
king horik.

The treasure is here.
You're standing on it.

(knocks twice)

Vikings:
(confused murmurs)
what?

(grunts of effort)

(floorboards crack,
shouts of excitement)

Horik:
(laughs delightedly)
you were right!

(laughing,
coins clink)

Treasure!

(warriors grunt,
chest thuds heavily)

Ragnar:
How did you know?

Athelstan:
It is a christian habit

To bury the bones
of the revered dead

Beneath the alter.

Ragnar!

(warriors laugh
and chatter excitedly)

King horik:
Let me see that!

(warriors laugh excitedly,
objects clatter)

Ragnar:
Who was this?

Athelstan:
It must be saint birinus.

Ragnar:
You keep talking to me
like I know what a saint is.

Athelstan:
A saint is a man who has lived
a particularly holy life,

Performed some miracle,

Or been martyred -
killed -

King horik:
It's all gold!

But I am dead.
What use can I be?

(chuckles)

Christians believe
that the bones

Can still exert
benediction.

Can perform miracles.

What is a miracle?

Miracles are things...
Which are impossible to do.

King horik:
Take it all!

Warrior 1:
It's heavy!

Torstein:
Wait!

(scuffing dirt away)

(trapdoor creaks open,
villagers gasp in fear)

Man:
What do they want?

Women:
(scream in fear)

(hand brushes against paper)

(axe thuds lightly)

(stifled panicked breaths)

(ink pot rattles)

Monk:
No! Stop!

(axe strikes)
ungh!

(gasps for breath)

(gasps weakly,
slumps heavily)

(approaching footsteps)

Bishop swithern:
(in anglo saxon)
dear lord, forgive them,

For they know
not what they do.

Bishop swithern:
You speak our language?!
How?

It doesn't matter.
Just do as I say - hide!

Hide or they will
kill you.

You are one of us!

Bishop swithern:
Then I will tell you this:

One day,
you will be caught.

We will catch you
and crucify you -

For an apostate is the lowest
and the vilest of all creatures

In the eyes of god!

Floki:
Oh!

(speaking old norse)

(women scream in terror,
warriors laugh)

(treasure clatters,
women scream in terror)

(speaking old norse)

King horik:
(speaking old norse)

Bishop swithern:
Salve, nobilis, et pretiose...

(hard punch)
ungh!

Floki and vikings:
(laughing)

(speaking old norse)

Warriors: (cheering)

(bishop grunts)

(warriors chatter excitedly)

Athelstan:
What will happen to him?

Floki:
You just wait and see,
priest!

(laughter)

(cheering)
warrior: Woo-hoo!

Bishop swithern:
(prays in latin)
domine...

(arrow whooshes, bishop groans,
vikings cheer)

Rescipe ergo in me oculis
misercordiae tuae...

(objects clatter)

(door creaks open)

(celebratory cheering)

Warrior:
(shouting in old norse)

(grains scatter)

Warrior 2:
Give it to me!

Warrior 3:
(in old norse)
treasure!

Here!

Warrior 4:
(in old norse)
look! Look!

(raucous laughter)

(objects clatter,
warriors chatter)

Warrior 1: Help me!
Warrior 2: Here!

(objects clatter)

(arrow whooshes,
bishop groans in pain)

Vikings:
(cheering) woo!

Bishop swithern:
(weakly) domini, creatura tue,

Qua tuo sanguine redemisti...

Warrior: Don't kill him, floki.
Bishop swithern: Penitent...

(arrow whooshes)
ungh!

Vikings:
(cheer loudly)

Bishop swithern:
Penitent me.

Floki:
Is he still talking?
Tough old goat.

King horik:
Erlendur, quiet him.
Right in his mouth.

Warrior: What's he doing?
Warrior 2: Out of the way.

(axe clatters)

Bishop swithern:
(weak, mumbled praying)

(inhales sharply)

Deus tippi benidicas.

Suffer no more,
but trust in thy salvation.

(bishop gasps,
blade scrapes)

(sighs)

(boisterous chatter resumes)

(knife clinks)

(chatter and laughter
fills great hall)

Bjorn:
Mother, why would you allow him
to do that to you?

What are you talking about?

Your husband,
earl sigvard,

I saw him!

(warningly)
bjorn, please.

Please what?

Has he hit you before?

Will you let him
hit you again?

It will never happen again.

If it does,
I'll kill him.

I said it won't.

What would ragnar say?

What has it to do
with your father?

Nothing!

Sometimes I think of him.

I miss him.
I can't help it.

Sigvard:
Skol! (laughing)

Of course not.
You're his son.

You must always be proud.

As should you
for being his wife!

Sigvard and men:
(laugh and chatter)

(laughter,
low hum of chatter)

(sighs heavily)

(townsfolk chatter,
children shout playfully)

(sheep bleat)

(hurried footsteps)

(exhales)

(water splashes)

(baby coos softly)

Siggy:
Another son?

Aslaug:
Yes.

What is his name?

Sigurd,
after my father.

(sigurd coos softly)

Sigurd snake-in-the-eye.

(loud buzz of chatter,
metallic clanking)

Soldier:
(shouts) guard the gate!

You have heard
of the attack on winchester?

Of course.

Bishop edmund:
The martyrdom
of my fellow bishop,

Bishop swithern,
a fine christian.

King ecbert:
Praise be to god.

Lord eadric:
There are those who ask
why we did not do more

To protect our brothers
and sisters

At such an important site.

Are there?

My kingdom is very large.

There are many important sites.

Could I protect all of them?
No.

Did I want to discover
where the pagans would strike?

Yes.

For now I know
where they are.

Bishop edmund:
So... Bishop swithern
was a necessary sacrifice.

I assumed he welcomed
the opportunity for martyrdom.

Or do you disagree?

Bishop edmund:
Oh no, sire.

All of the cloth
would welcome martyrdom

In the cause of our faith,

Service of our lord
jesus christ.

Good. Because I'm going
to offer you

Precisely that
same opportunity,

My lord bishop,

And, I trust, very soon.

(nervous sigh)

Lord eadric:
(sighs heavily)

(water churns
and splashes)

(hammering)

Warrior:
Look at these,
nice and strong.

Tight enough?

I have something for you,
athelstan.

Don't you want it?

Are these not the images
of your god?

I told you before,
and I will tell you again:

My god is odin,
the all father.

I know you told me.

Only...
I don't believe you.

And this?
Ragnar gave me this.

Wearing a dog-turd
doesn't make you a dog.

Oh,

I have something else
for you.

The hand of your holy man,
I believe.

(giggles)

Ragnar:
So tell me,
how do you find England?

Horik:
It is a pleasant land,
rich with treasure.

You are right.
This land is rich.

But here...
Here is the real treasure!

(inhales deeply)

Earth?
Have you not seen?

Everywhere we go,
there are crops.

There is food growing.

I am a farmer
and the son of a farmer,

And this is
what I understand.

Compared to our poor countries,
where it is hard to farm,

Hard to live.

Here, it is easy.

If we lived here,
we could feed everybody.

There would be no hunger.

I like your thinking,
but here is my question:

Will the saxons simply
invite us

To live among them,
hmm?

(loud cheering and applause)

(music and applause
fill the great hall)

Man: Jarl borg!
Man 2: To your new bride!

(applause)

Man 3:
A fine choice this day!

Jarl borg:
Thank you!

(loud cheering and applause)

Man 4:
A fine choice, my lord!

(excited buzz of chatter
and applause)

(quiets down)

So I am married
for the second time.

My first marriage lasted
less than an hour,

Because my own brother
poisoned the drinks that day.

Of course, the same thing
can never happen twice,

So let the wine be poured.

Men and women:
(cheering) yeah!
Here, here!

(applause, cheering,
banging on tables)

Now who will be the first
to drink in celebration?

I will.

No! No, I could not bear it.
Not a second time.

Let me taste the wine.

(gulping)

(uneasy silence)

It's quite all right.

Skol!

(applause, cheering,
banging on tables)

Jarl borg:
I have something else
important to say.

But you all know that
the agreement between myself,

King horik,
and ragnar lothbrok

Has been broken.

They have gone raiding west
without me, without us,

Which is an insult
not only to myself,

But to all of you,

And now also to my wife,

And to my wife's family.

(murmurs of agreement)

I have to do something
about this insult.

Frankly, I blame king horik
more for what has happened,

Consider what is happening
to earl ragnar's lands.

He has abandoned them

To the care of his wife
and his drunken brother.

(laughter)

In order to punish those

Who have insulted me
and my family,

I declare today
that I will seek vengeance

Against ragnar lothbrok.

By all our gods,

I swear that we will seize
all his lands

And that I will repay
his brother's treachery

With the axe.

All:
(cheer in agreement)

(birds chirping)

(foliage rustles underfoot)

(hooves plod,
horses snort softly)

(horses snort and whinny)

Bishop edmund:
Who can speak to us?

I can.

I have been sent here
by ecbert,

King of wessex.

The king regrets your attack

On the holy church
at winchester.

He wonders how much longer

You intend to remain
in his kingdom?

(nervously clears throat)

Ragnar:
Well, that depends.

Bishop edmund:
Upon what?

Ragnar:
Upon what he'll offer us
to leave...

Or what he'll offer us
to stay.

Stay?

Ragnar:
Yes, we want to make peace
with the king.

Peace.

(tries to clear throat)

So we don't have to kill
any more of you.

I will relay your message
to the king.

(floki giggles)

(claps twice)

King horik:
(in old norse)
wait!

(hard slash)
ughhh!

(giggles)

(slashing blows,
grunts of effort)

Bishop edmund:
(struggling grunts)

Vikings:
(laughing)

Floki:
(giggles)

Bishop edmund:
(collapses) agh!

Vikings:
(laughing)

(horse whinnies,
hooves thunder)

Sigvard:
Not hungry, bjorn?

No.

Sigvard:
Any reason?

No reason.

Sigvard:
Are you unhappy?

What can I do
to make you happy?

Shall I raid one
of my unsuspecting neighbours,

So you can show off
your fighting skills,

And maybe slaughter them all?

Show that you are truly the son
of ragnar lothbrok?!

Sigvard and men:
(laugh)

Sigvard:
No, believe me,

I do not like to see you
so solemn.

So tell me,
what can I do?

Bjorn:
You can let me go live
in a cabin in the mountains.

Sigvard:
By yourself?
In the mountains?

Bjorn:
Yes. I'd like to test myself.

Get away from all this.
All these servants!

All these people
doing everything for us.

I want to know
what is essential to life.

What is really important.

Will you let me?

No, of course not.

I am the earl here.

What would folk think
if I let my beloved stepson

Starve or freeze to death
in some mountain pigsty?

Sigvard and men:
(laugh)

Sigvard:
You understand that,
don't you, my boy?

In any case,

I have solemnly sworn
to lagertha

That I shall take care of you,
and I will.

(fire crackles in the silence)

(waterfall gushes)

(waves lap at the shore)

(water churns)

Siggy:
Rollo! (sighs)

Rollo:
(exasperated) what?
What is it?

Siggy: There are boats!
Rollo: (sighs)

Siggy:
Who are they?

Rollo:
I think I can guess.

Go back to the town.

Find anyone
who can fight,

Anyone who can
hold a weapon.

We're under attack.

(water churns)

Aslaug:
Rollo, what is it?
What is happening?

Rollo:
Jarl borg! He has come back
to attack us.

Aslaug:
Jarl borg?

Rollo:
(panting)
I'm sure it is him.

Ragnar and king horik broke
their agreement with him.

He has returned
to gain his revenge.

What are we going
to do?

(panting) what do you think
we're going to do?

We're going to fight.

Aslaug:
Come. Go! Go!

(panicked chatter)

Rollo:
Torfin! Olaf!
One of you on each flank.

Help with the barricades.

Ragnar has taken
all of the best fighting men.

Look what we have left!

What are you doing?

What does it look like?

Not you.
You are not a shield-maiden.

You're not-
lagertha?

Siggy, I need you to go back
to the great hall.

Find princess aslaug
and her children

And take them up
into the mountains.

And then what?
Wait.

For what?

For whatever the gods have
decided is about to happen.

Now go!

Woman:
Fasten them on
as quick as you can!

(running footfalls)

(barrels clatter)

(water churns)

Aslaug:
Come on! Shh...

Siggy:
This way!
To the mountains.

Hurry!
Go, hvitserk.

Aslaug:
Run! Quickly!

(oars splash through water)

Sail down!

(horn bellows)

Row! Row!

(horn bellows)

Rollo:
Stay strong!

Don't make it easy
for them!

Light the fires!

(water churns)

(water churns)

(intimidating battle cries,
clank shields)

(pounding spears and axes)

(intimidating shouts)
man: Archers!

Warrior: Come on!
(pounding spears and axes)

(pounding spears and axes)

Oars!

Rollo:
Hold your places!

(ships creak)

Jarl borg:
Jump ship!

(loud battle cry,
warrior splashes)

Jarl borg:
Go!

(battle cries,
splashing)

(arrows whoosh,
striking)

(arrows whoosh,
striking)

(attack cries,
weapons clank)

Agghhhh!
(splash)

(water splashing)

(flames roar)

(fighting grunts)

Aghhh!
(splash)

(heavy blows,
fighting grunts)

Agghhhh!
(splash)

(fighting grunts,
pained cries)

Jarl bork: Ungh!
Man: Aggghhhh!

Ungh! Oof! Agh!

Woman: As fast as you can!
Girl: Shields!

(fighting grunts,
pained cries)

Aghhhh! Ungh!

(fighting grunts,
pained cries)

(flames roar)

(fighting grunts,
pained cries)

Boy:
Rollo!

(fighting grunts)

(axe blows,
pained cries)

(fighting grunts)

Rollo:
Fall back!

♪

♪

(battle cry)

Fall back!

Back to the market place.

(running footsteps)

Move!

Jarl borg: (shouting)
that's right, rollo, run!

(quietly)
run like you always do.

(attack cries)

(panicked screaming
and shouting)

Agghhhh!

Yah!

Rollo:
Loose!

(arrows whoosh,
striking)

Agghhh!

Rollo: Loose!
(arrows whoosh)

Jarl borg: Shield-wall!
(arrows clatter)

(quieting down)

(repositioning chatter)
boy: This way.

Jarl borg:
You can't win, rollo!

Old warrior:
There is no disgrace
in the eyes of the gods

To save yourself
for another day, rollo.

(arrows whoosh,
striking)

(pained cries)

Old warrior:
Your first duty is to try
and save the sons of ragnar.

Jarl borg:
Surrender!

Old warrior:
Rollo, go!

I will tell the gods
what you have done.

(running footsteps)

(preparatory breaths)

Jarl borg:
Now, do you surrender?

(footsteps crunch
in the dirt)

(battle cry,
axe slicing)

(battle cries)

(weapons clank,
fighting grunts)

♪

♪

(footsteps crunch)

(wind howls)

(fire crackles)

(footsteps scuff)

(chuckles)

(laughs victoriously)

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