All language subtitles for Vikings.S04E17.The.Great.Army.Extended.720p.BluRay.x264-Pahe.in.English

That is my knife.

That is my knife.

No, it is not.

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!

Give it to me!

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?

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.

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.

There 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.

Ready to board!

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.

Shield wall!

Let him pass.

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?

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.

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.

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.

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?

Whoever would have thought
that you two were brothers?

To what do we owe
the honor of your visit?

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.

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.

Us?

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

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

Only you won't accept it.

And so I say
the same to you.

And you, Hvitserk.

Too much bad blood, Rollo.

Once a betrayer,
always a betrayer.

Goodbye, Rollo.

Goodbye, Helga.

I won't forget.

I won't forget anything.

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.

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.

I want to talk to you
about books, Alfred.

Books, Grandfather?

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.

No? Oh, well, that's good.

Kings should know how to
be bored and not show it.

Good boy.

To the future.
To the future.

Hmm.

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.

Alfred, we can
never call ourselves

any better than
the heathen savages

who attack us if we neglect
the knowledge and the wisdom

that is contained in books.

Come. Let's drink!

These are great matters!

Hmm-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.

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!

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.

Our first arrivals, huh?

For the greatest
army ever assembled.

And they will be
our instruments.

Our instruments of wrath.

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?

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.

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.

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?

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.

Something's happening.
What?

I don't know.
But something!

Lagertha!

What is happening here?

It's none of your business,
Earl Jorgensen.

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.

So you had your revenge?

Can you see
what we mean, Egil?

Lagertha is building
some serious defenses.

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?

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

but think about it. If we...

Hvitserk!

Ah!

Welcome home, brother.

I hear you freed Margrethe?

You want to marry her.
I'm glad.

Just don't keep
her all to yourself.

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?

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!

Listen!

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

Not by you, not by anyone!

Please.
You must eat.

Tanaruz.
Ah, ah.

Hello, Floki.

Helga.
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.

Shh. It's all right.
I won't hurt you.

It's all right.

No. 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.

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.

Almost there.

What is it?

It's your legs, Ivar.

It's your wings.

Is it really for me?

Bjorn.

Where's Lagertha?

She has gone to Hedeby.

What for?

She does not
tell me everything.

Nor I.