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(fateful music)

(sounding sound)

(melancholic music in folk style)

For a long time, long ago this was a great village.

Valsgärde.

We were a people ...

... shared by a gorge, united by a bridge.

In the summer we shared the harvest equally.

We survived the winters together.

(rippling water and cool breathing)

(mighty adventure music)

The village chief, Nils Dragon killer, was with his magic ax

-The most feared chieftain throughout the Nordic region.

(rapping and sleeping cry)

But then the chieftain.

(moaning, sounding sound and gurgling sounds)

(kids flutter)

When the ax one day disappeared -

- accused the sons Ragnar and Alarik each other to have stolen it.

They settled on each side of the bridge and began to fight.

(sounding sounds and moans)

Sword and axes around the ears

- Until suddenly the bridge gave way under our feet.

Then we became Östbyn and Västbyn ...

Then we lived unhappy the rest of our days.

No! Continue!

I took him across the river.

-Bear clear, Björn. Did you die? - Then he wouldn't have been sitting here.

-It's a story, stupid. - Then he wouldn't have been sitting here, dumb.

-What happened to the chief's ax? - It was a good question.

Good questions lead to good answers. - Or how, Björn?

- It remained missing. -Far says that Uncle Alarik took it.

Does he say that? Well.

Keep track of the limb instead of whack in the kids rubbish. Get away with you!

Come on! -Pax for the sword!

It's my sword.

You will never believe me.

I was drowning. Then came the beautiful girl from nowhere.

Drowning trick? It has worked in all times.

Stop it now, both of you! -You run the risk not just your life, but everyone's.

Imagine if someone from the West got hold of you. You don't have the water to do!

Put them on here, so you can't cough.

Beware. You know what happens if you tease a bear.

First, it gets weathered. Yes...

Then it sniffs up its prey

- before it goes to assault and guys one until one cannot stand on the legs.

(grunts and laughter)

You, promise me to be more careful by the water. You can't swim.

- I promised your father to take care of you. -You don't think I can handle anything.

I think so. I just don't want to lose you.

But you, Halvdan ... Tell me.

-How did you and that girl meet? -Yes, tell me now.

(enigmatic music)

-I would launch my new boat ... -Tvåmastaren?

But...

Greet Father!

I got stuck in the reeds.

Then she appeared.

(arrows through the air)

Ah! Help! Help!

(Laughing)

(dramatic music)

Ah ... Ah!

(sleep scream)

(coughs)

Sorry.

I was just kidding.

(laughing nicely)

- What was her name? -Vadå?

Well, she had a name?

Ho-ho! Arrived!

(fateful music)

-Where are you? - Stay here until they disappear.

How do I get back to Östbyn?

At the ferry there is a passage to the East. If you tell me you are doomed. Understood?

She must be somewhere. -Arrived!

Where is she?

(Sniffing)

-I know the scent of an East Boar. -Here?

(Voltage music)

Hey!

Was it just you? Where did you go?

-Eh ... I'd just catch a fish. - It must have been a swimmer.

It slipped out of my hands.

How big was the fish? We got a little badger ...

Well, she had a name?

Ah!

-How-to? - He's curious. He's doing it.

The starvation has not hit them. But they have changed gods.

-How? - Now they only have one.

Why - when you can have more?

(Laughing)

- Did they see you? -No but...

-Halfan, the smith's boy, saw them. What?

It is quiet. I got hold of him.

Good. A conflict with the West Village is the last thing we need.

It's already more than enough.

(crying and crying)

So yes. I'm coming.

-What has happened? -Your kids have eaten dinner in the woods.

Because their father Don't get food for them.

-What do you eat in the forest? -Red mushrooms with white dots.

Fly agaric. Don't you mind anyone?

I spit out mine to see how the others felt.

Good, Hilda.

- Your city is starving. Ask your brother for a loan. -Over my dead body.

I'm not looking at him until he returns the ax.

(melancholic music)

(coughs)

Do you think dad's map is right, Björn?

Yes.

He could garden as his own palm.

He drew it to you for that You would know where he was. Only for you.

Why didn't he take me?

Halfway, your father left you with me because he had to.

-You are his everything. - Then he wouldn't have gone.

Do you think he's coming back?

(melancholic music)

Meia?

Tomorrow is a great day. You have An important task when the monk arrives.

(hopeful music)

What's your name?

(get stuck)

(melancholic music)

(heavy strokes)

Pumpkin!

Good.

I don't understand why it's so dangerous.

Now I want you to listen to me. You have to promise me three things.

E Never take over across the river.

Two: Never take over across the river.

Three: Never take over across the river.

-Agreed? -Yeah.

-Never. "Yes," I said.

(cheerful music)

Now comes the monk!

Hurry! The monk is here.

Now comes the monk!

-Pax vobiscum. -Yes. Pax, pax.

And welcome to the West Village.

Hope the trip went well.

I ... Alaric.

Excuse! Release me. Excuse. Thanks. Excuse. Thanks so much.

Salve.

-Salve. -In via bona?

-Certo cito. -What does she say?

-I've made a flute to the monk. -Thanks.

Pax vobiscum.

Pax!

(cheerful music)

(explosion and laughter)

Yes, damn it!

Damn shit! That nothing can only work ...

- Hey, Espen. - Come on, you see.

You have to help me.

I just wonder if ...

-Look at that! -What happened?

I do not know. But was it fun?

It is not easy to be an inventor when everything already exists.

Espen, if you want to get in touch with someone far away to meet ...

- Find out the person. -If it doesn't?

Look here.

And then there, and then back and forth ...

Smoke signals. It has worked in all times.

Thanks, Espen!

(cheerful adventure music)

Harder. Good!

No!

Good!

You're too small to shoot. Back.

- The axles, Torleif! -My turn.

-Now it's my turn. -No...

Ouch!

You can't fight for real. Say sorry.

Say sorry! So!

Ouch!

Damn young!

(cheerful adventure music)

So. Now it is fox hunting. East to West.

What? Mediocre! Come here.

Shit in the pegs. We are a man short. Join the worst team - West.

So. West.

-Take it. -East, East, East, West, East ...

-Good luck. - West, East, East ...

West, East, East ...

Fists and swords all have. But eyes in the neck has only one real viking. Hunt!

Come on! Yes. New tail.

Beware!

(Voltage music)

Good! New tails.

Not out at the edges. In the middle. So! In the middle.

Hunt! Hunting tails.

Yes. Well hunted!

Here are new tails. New tails.

It is good! Dare!

The tails are over! The tails are over. Collection at one point here.

Here. Get in touch here.

-What are you doing? - Never take my tails again, limping!

-Let me go! -You will never be a real viking.

A semi-viking is exactly what you are, your lame little shit!

-What are you doing? - He cheats.

That you are lame is one thing, but here we do not cheat. Understood?

-Who has the most tails? Gorm? -Three.

Oden, Tor, Frej ... No! Oden, Tor, Frej ...

Being a princess is not just fun, it entails a responsibility.

-I don't want to be a princess. But your father decided.

Hurry to change.

(Sighs)

(Adventure music)

(Blowing)

No, no ... Help! Help!

Take off your cap!

Fast!

How did it go?

(coughs)

It worked.

What? -Eh ... No, nothing.

-What happened? - I would do some smoke signals.

- Was it you who lit the fire? -Yes.

I hesitated if it would go, but now we are sitting here.

-Ärthjärna! - I just wanted to know what you called.

-I'm called Meia. -Mediocre.

You have something on your cheek. You bleed!

(melancholic music)

So. It's fine.

(slap bang)

What was that?

(sinister music)

As a proof of our faith We give is our last sheep.

-What do they do? - Hope the gods give us food.

Give us signs of your good will, Frej!

Kill our last sheep instead to eat it. That idiot!

(sounding sound and sheep brittle)

(sheep flounder)

(thunder)

-Tor! -It's not heard.

-Get the sheep. -Stay!

Stay!

- Now we have had enough. My family is starving. - Nothing works here.

-I'm so damn cursed. -Me too!

Calm, calm, calm!

We are not equipped for war. We must rely on the gods.

-Espen! Your inventions should save us. - Then I hope they can eat.

-Have you no food at all? -No. The whole village is starving.

I have an idea. Come on!

-Where are we going? -You'll see.

Come then!

(cheerful music)

If we are to do this together we must trust each other.

-What? - Spit in your hand. Stop cramming yourself!

We are sworn. No one betrays the other.

Here we have the church.

Excuse the mess, but we are in the middle of the switch to Jesus.

-You always go dressed like that? -No. The village is being Christianized. Wait!

Shouldn't it be the other way around?

How would it look with an upside down cross in a church? Leave this to me.

Das Kreuz -falsche Direction.

Yes, but ... It's in the wrong direction.

-You've put the cross in the wrong direction. What? No...

You can do everything yourself.

Christianity will gather your village stronger than you could ever have imagined.

-Ouch! -Ouch ouch ouch! Aevum.

-Meia! What are you doing up there? -I practice.

We must speak Latin when the monk is here.

Canis ego some minima. "I'm a little dog."

"I'm a little dog." I'm a little dog. Canus ...

Take it if you're hungry.

Take it!

(happy adventure music)

- There is food for a whole village. -Or two.

Ave Maria ... cum spiritu sancto.

Ave Maria, gratia plena, cum spiritu sancto.

(sinister music)

Mediocre?

Come now!

- Don't they notice that the food is gone? AH.

We're going down there.

-This way? -Yes.

-What do you think? - Here we can get order.

Oh! Then we can arrange a party for the villages.

If your father's been here he had beheaded me.

So you got in touch? You know what we say:

- "You have to dare ..." -"...to win."

Contact with whom?

-With ... gods. -Just. With the fire god.

-Heimdall? - So he was called!

I work out to make a fire to help you in the forge.

But it is... Have you been in contact with ...?

It's ... Come here, old man!

(Laughing)

(melancholic music)

Now it turns.

(fart)

It was delicious.

(sounds disgusted)

So.

Look!

Aah!

Ta-da!

Stand with your body here.

(shoot with the bow and she laughs)

Don't stay here. You have to take more.

Help Help! I can not... I can not swim. Help!

Take it easy. Take it easy. Breathe, breathe.

No! Take it easy.

Aim ... and shoot.

Fight!

(happy adventure music)

You hardly notice this, Neaffe. It goes really well.

Now I give you my last pig! Please, Frej, make sure he gets sausage!

Hey then, Neaffe.

(cheerful adventure music)

- So there. - Only one turn left.

Oh! I can not take it!

... can't bear ... can't bear ...

Then you can forget about the pig, fucking latmask!

Ragnar lives on the jump. He would rather die than it turns out weaker than Alaric.

These stubborn guys!

Thank you I know before. Then the men took responsibility.

Nowadays they no longer fill any function.

It sounds like Ragnar.

It is said that women previously tried to live apart and then they shared everything in the home.

Apart?

One week he lived somewhere and others she's somewhere. Then you had the kids together.

- Did they share the laundry too? -All.

What a lot of salt.

-What do you have everything for? -Nothing.

The salt has been around since we were a city. But without food, it makes no use.

Do you see the little house? There I live with Björn.

- Is Björn your father? -Yes or no. I live with him.

-You will like each other. -Where are your parents?

Being chief means a responsibility.

Except I have you I am like a father to the whole of Ostbyn.

Well! Then you have many mouths to saturate. I think we should share everything.

Chores, responsibilities, get food ...

Apart. One week you have the kids. Then I can do what I want.

The second week I have the kids. Then you can be the chief of the rest of the village.

Send away your Vikings to get food before the whole village starves to death.

There you are!

Now my roof has broken down. I want you to do this.

-You are still ultimately responsible? -Yes Yes!

Shucks...

So the city has salt, but no food

- while our food gets old without salt. Quirky!

When East got food and West salt the villages become friends again.

-Hope. -See you tomorrow.

Wait!

Here.

But ... it's yours. -I have more.

(quiet, little romantic music)

(Hilda hesitates to cancel)

-Hilda! -What do you do? -Who are you?

- She doesn't understand you. -Does she speak another language?

She only speaks the in-language.

Bad hair?

Di pritir biri i-sprikit.

Ji. Pricis.

-We say in the mirgin. -Ibsilit.

I also want to speak a secret language.

And Hilda ...

If you promise not to tell me you have seen her, I teach you in-language.

Jig livir. I will be angry.

Bri!

Hey! Good evening, Ragnar.

Father, Halvdan teaches me a secret language. The I language, which no one else can.

Blopp.

-What are you doing for secrets? -Nothing.

I see something.

- Have you been to the water? -I feel weird in my stomach.

-Do you feel ill? -It's something else. It tickles up here.

Then it feels as if butterflies fly down here.

-Rotten fish. You have eaten the rotten fish. -No. Do not you see?

-The boy has fallen in love. -In love?

You don't get hurt in your stomach. Constipated, you mean.

-Blipp. -No! Oh...

I thought we were starting with it most important word in Christianity: "Amen".

- Has anyone heard of "amen"? -Yes.

It's a practical little word. One can stop it anytime.

-And a little on each other. -Folke?

-What nice weather. Amen. - Are you very forgetful? Amen.

Should we fight? Amen.

-No, no! -Amen.

- Don't abuse God's word. Apologize. -Yes. Apologize.

Sorry for beating you. Amen.

As a sign that you forgive him, face the other side.

(hard punch)

Amen!

(clumsily)

Really good.

Is that something?

-No. Nothing. -Good.

- Unworthy of a king to eat such shit! - Make your own food.

I'm not just throwing anything away that you take home too much.

Isn't it too little, it is too much.

-Salt! Get salt to store your food. - It is over everywhere.

"Salt, salt ..." Always this salt.

You can ask Ragnar.

Who dares to mention his name in my house?

I. They certainly share bring their salt.

-How do you know that Ostbyn has salt? - Everyone knows that.

When we were a big village, the salt was everyone's, I've heard.

-I also. - Then Ragnar stole the chief's ax.

Now Ragnar is sitting and incubating all the salt while I eat the rotten fish here.

(hard punch and the food wines through the air)

Amen.

Why don't we just become friends?

-With whom? -Östbyn.

-We're all Vikings. -Yes. The...

-We are too different. - They may be different, but not nasty.

When I was at your age I had a friend from Östbyn. We were best friends.

But now ... Yes.

If you ever get to meet an East Boar, God forbid...

-...do you understand me. - I've already done that.

-What are you saying? -I have met a boy from Ostbyn.

Are you from the vet? Do you understand what your father is would say about it?

-You also had a friend from Ostbyn. -We'll talk more about this.

(melancholic music and bird sites)

(Hum)

What are you doing up there?

-I got no peace in the soul. -No.

- Little sausage? It usually helps. - Thanks, monkeys nein, thank you.

I'm worried about your daughter. I don't see her in the church.

It's no idea. She is as unbridled as her mother.

Alaric ...

She is your only throne wing. She must adjust.

Otherwise, your family risk dying out, and you will be totally forgotten.

So what do you think?

Let me guide her.

In our monastery she can study until she has adapted to the Christian doctrine.

(sinister music)

(yawning sounds)

Here! Receive, Tomas!

Father!

-Now devils they get to taste Östbyn's steel! -Yes!

(Adventure music)

-Where are you going? -We'll plunder.

-You should be at home. - We talked about this.

Your Vikings should plunder, not you.

Children, you can be with dad now. -Hilda is out in the woods.

Seeds will probably soon poop. No one has got any food. Bye!

(Child cries)

Frida! Frida!

Next time, Ragnar!

-I'm hungry. -SCH ...

Good morning, young man! Someone has slept well, I see.

I arranged breakfast, if the stomach feels better.

-A little. -Mediocre...

- Are you trying to poop a little? -I do not have time.

Mediocre!

-I want to know what you're doing. -I tell you later. No problem.

Meia?

-Hilvdin! -Hilda? What are you doing here?

Priminirir. Vir ir your wine?

-Not here. Come on. -What are we skiing?

Nowhere.

Meia! Wait.

Where are you going? The service begins soon.

I was going to feed the wild boar.

It is important to show commitment

-If your father decided that everyone in the village should be Christian. Come on!

The little Fräulein tried throw away from the service.

The monk excuses.

Are we seen in the church then?

Don't just go away without saying.

-Does anybody get mad? Ah ...

-What are we skiing? -Home.

Brivi. We give him.

My Vorschlag is ...

I bring her to the monastery in Saxony.

There she becomes an excellent princess.

-Monastery? Is it necessary? -Kristina, the monk just wants to help us.

-Right? -Doch. Fräulein is a lost soul.

I just want to help her become a member in the Christian community here.

- Let me talk to her. - I'm talking to my daughter.

I don't want to talk to anyone of you. I never go to any monastery. Never!

-Meia! -Never!

But ... Meia!

(melancholic music)

Arrows from the West.

Do you understand what is happening? if anyone finds them?

I got them from Meia.

Who is it?

Promise not to tell anything. Then everything is destroyed.

What?!

We have taken food from the West here so we don't have to starve.

But...! Have you stolen?

Not stolen. I got food from Meia. She lives there.

At first she almost got me drowning, but when she heard about the food ...

This is no play, Halvdan.

Don't you understand she's cheated on you?

She reveals everything to Alaric. What do you think happens ...

... when he gets to know that East stole his food?

How did you think? You have stolen food together with a vestbo.

Does Meia use me to blame us?

Two things they can do in the West:

Cheated and fought. You can never rely on a western living.

-What ...? -Meia?

What have you done?

-You stay here. -You are not the boss of me!

You're not my father. -May, wait!

(melancholic music)

Meia!

Meia, I can explain.

This was stupid from the beginning. We should not be friends.

-I thought we trusted each other. -We'll do that.

I wish I had left parents who decided on me.

I wish I had mine.

They're going to send me to a monastery with the monk.

What? Then I come along.

Unless we get to be with each other It is pointless that we are left.

Imagine if we sailed away in a boat.

I'm used to boats. It is in the blood.

Are you?

-What do we do with the food? -Right...

They can do well for themselves.

(sinister music)

-What is it about? -Good morning. I have information.

It's about to care for children or lack of sleep?

-I saw the limp with a girl. - Then it'll be.

I found this.

Meia, are you sleeping?

Sleep you, so we'll talk tomorrow.

(melancholic music)

(Voltage music)

(Voltage music)

- Sure we don't have to sail? - It probably goes without.

Look! Lucky as a mad! A real viking always have the ride on their side.

(grand adventure music)

- Do you trust that? -Yes.

I've got it from my father. He has done it himself.

Most importantly, we do not sleep at the edge where the sun falls down.

Where's your father? And your mother?

Mother coughed so much a winter that she fell asleep and did not wake up.

And Dad ... He's out there somewhere.

- Just for him? -Yes, eight years ago.

He promised that we would be seen again. He could sea as his palm.

Strange. Nothing happens when I control.

-You may not be used to small boats. -No. They are a little smaller, actually.

Or much less. More like ...

... bark boats.

Now you can't sleep anymore.

Hilvdin? Hilli?

Kirv!

Hilli?

Yippee!

No! Now it will be like this. You are not sitting still.

Thanks.

-Frida ... - We were going to share everything.

Here are your things. The kettle we can agree on.

This is how you do when you live apart.

I am here in my part, but do not want to be disturbed unnecessarily.

It just feels so weird.

-I got here with you, for! -Silent. I'm talking to your mother.

-Frida! -Missi my in the shit!

It feels strange that you should be there.

-Ouch! -I've found food. Food!

-Here. Take a sausage. -You gentle time!

You can't eat this one, but everything else.

What did I say? The gods hear us, Frida.

- Thanks, Frej. - It must belong to someone.

Here. Take, if you want.

(laughs relieved)

(melancholic music)

- Changes what they do at home. -Think if they have found the food.

They may be friends.

We must never experience that.

(practicing in Latin)

What the hell?!

(grand fateful music)

What the hell?!

Turn on each stone and each lawn.

-Alarik is not stolen from impunity. - We find the culprit.

The entire food supply was sheltered.

Who has done something like that? Do you have enemies?

Nah!

Or...?

A little more. Front. A little more. A little more.

- Good there. There you go. -Here you go. Take what you need.

Fast!

Take for you, good people. In Östbyn folds we never did. It's just to take.

The gods hear us again, Esther.

- Don't we find out who it is? "What you find, you get," said my father.

Here, Ingatora. The gods hear us again.

Ragnar! Alarik wants to talk to the chieftain.

-Alarik? Want to talk? -He is waiting at the bridge.

Isn't that a little suspicious? First the food, and now Alaric.

You always tell me to meet him.

- Hey, Lillputte. -Yeah ...

Do you remember that mother called you "Lillputte"?

How to call someone which is great as a house for "Lillputte"?

-What do you want? -I want my food back.

Then you should apologize to all fours!

-What are you talking about for food? - The one you stole from my food store!

We have always managed ourselves. We will continue with that.

- If you don't leave it, I'll pick it up. -Bla bla bla...

-Hello! -Fast! Come on.

Stay! Stay!

(dramatic music)

No! Where's all the food?

If someone feels guilty, this is the moment to come forward.

No. Then we are innocently accused.

What should we do if they come? You sent our warriors away.

If Alarik has the chief's ax, so it's out with us.

-What should we do? - We always did.

We shall defend our village, to the last blood drop.

If we don't, is it over with Östbyn.

(murmur)

- Are we not saying anything anyway? -It is too late. It just worsens.

This with the limp, the smith's boy ... I saw him with a strange girl.

- It could have something to do with it. -What did you see?

They shook hands at the rock. Then they disappeared up to the forest.

I'm looking for where he has his boy.

I can't find her anywhere.

What happened?

-What should we do? - See the opportunity.

You can become Christians all, with a king over both villages.

It's your brother, Alaric.

Now I go out and look for our daughter.

Give him an ultimatum. Say he gets one day to return what he has stolen.

Now I know. I give him an ultimatum!

I'll give him one day to give back everything he has stolen.

And then ... What should I do then?

Then take over Östbyn. Forever.

Just. And the ax!

(Sighs)

- It's probably not that far left. -It is carbon black. We don't know where we are.

Maybe we should turn it around. What if they came from elsewhere ...

Or we won't check on the map at all and don't have to die. It is useless.

-My father taught me ... -I'm tired of your father!

He's been away for eight years. He is dead!

Björn was right. Westerners are not to be trusted!

- You didn't stay with your Easterners. - I wish we never saw. Västbo!

The same. I do my best myself.

Good! Me too.

(the wind blows)

(melancholic music)

-What's the matter? - Slight, blacksmith.

-Where's your boy? -Not here. So how?

He was alien to the West. I saw it. They left it here.

Then you know more than me.

Why are you turning upside down on my forge ?!

It's probably safest for you that we don't find something. Treason gives the death penalty.

- Don't you know where your little limp is? - Not the faintest.

He is well out in the woods and playing.

We are coming back.

(dramatic music)

Meia? Wake!

Espen?

- Have I overshadowed me? - I've probably done something stupid.

Halfway is gone. I got angry with him.

Take it easy. He is more viking than you think - like his father.

The girl who saved him is from the West.

- The two took the food here. - From the West?

- From there Ragnar got his food. - Now they think Halvdan is a traitor.

We have to find him before anyone else does.

(quiet adventure music, the pigs grumble)

No. No no no...

Hi.

(laughs silly)

-Let me go! -Good with you, young!

It's not like you think.

No no! Wait, I can explain! Wait. Came back!

(Crying)

(melancholic music)

Thankfully.

Where have you been?

What would you do at sea?

We were going to escape.

I was so sad.

I thought we were best friends, but we started to mess.

Friends arguing. Then you become friends again.

I said a lot of nasty things.

He will never forgive me.

-It's clear that he does. -I don't want to be without him.

Dear children...

(melancholic music)

Is that so?

It sounds like you have to meet Halvdan.

Mediocre? Mediocre? Can one be called so?

Yes. Apparently.

-You have until the sunset tomorrow at you. - In my town, no food is yours.

Rinse away - as usual.

First you steal father's ax and now my food.

Is that about it? You took it. I got no ax.

- You knew that! - I didn't get it at all.

- Who took it, then? - It wasn't me. I swear by Tor.

-You're lying. -WORM!

You have until sunset to return my food!

Then your village is a memory only! Do you hear that, Ragnar ?!

You get fish. If you take it ...

-How did it go? -I'll kill the shit ...

... if that is the last thing I do.

He should have stayed their fingers in control!

We have found an eastern boy in the village.

So? Where is he?

In the dungeon.

It's still a good season to sit in prison.

In winter, you don't want to sit in jail. Brrr!

Björn was right. I should have stayed in forge. I never become a real viking.

So I usually think too. Then I think, "Soon it turns."

It's not your day today. But Ragnar Comes today, if there is any comfort.

-Why? -He has dumped Alarik's food store.

He has to leave for the sunset back the food. Then we take over Östbyn.

It will be a real surprise! If they don't scare the man.

So?

Alaric never goes into a fight which he cannot win.

-Who would it? -Yes, who would it?

What I thirsty! Is there anything to drink?

It would be because you are a young, nice man - despite being from the East.

Water. Here it was water.

-How do we know he is from the East? -He told himself.

Typically, Easterners.

(Voltage music)

The water is over.

Look!

- Who guards the boy? -I. He was thirsty.

How are you?

-Satan! -Ouch ouch ouch.

How did it go?

Find out the boy!

Guards! The prisoner has escaped!

-Hilvdin! For her that virit? -Hilda?

-I have a mission for you. -Intligin!

Alaric must get his food back before it's too late.

It's gone. How...?

Mitin ir i migin. Mims!

- Have you eaten it? -Mm.

What?

He can't swim. He must be on land.

-The girl from Westby ... Is he there? -There he wouldn't survive one day.

I think he's in the woods.

When talking about the Vikings ...

I haven't slept a nap!

-Where have you been? -I'm afraid I made something stupid.

One can almost believe that you two are related.

They're looking for you, Halvdan.

Come on.

- Sorry I was so angry. - I was also stupid.

You were right. I'm not your father, Even if it feels so sometimes.

Now Alarik is preparing to become king over both villages.

Good Tor! We will never manage against Alarik's Vikings.

I know. But there is a good thing: Alaric never fights if he doesn't win.

-"Good thing"? -It doesn't make it all easier.

Yes. With your help.

-U.S? -Mm.

It is more important to handle the shield than the swords. If you are dead, you can't fight.

-It's no idea. We will die! - First they laugh. Then we will die.

Well, listen ... I have an idea about how we can defend ourselves.

Should we defend ourselves with ideas? Let's take care of this.

Quiet, Grimulf. -How do you mean?

Continue, Espen.

(sinister music and sounding swords

-What has happened? - East Village stole food from us.

-Östbyn? - Alaric will now avenge.

-Where's my father? -He gets ready for battle.

(sinister music)

Have you seen Alaric? He must understand that everything is a misunderstanding.

He believes that Ostbyn took all the food.

It was me and Halvdan. We wanted the villages to be friends again.

I saw him over here. Come on!

Imagine if there was war because of a misunderstanding when we can live together.

If only Ragnar and Alarik were told ...

No one opens the door without my permission.

Hello! Let me out!

So. Good.

(cheerful adventure music and strokes)

Think! Of all people Would you go and meet a princess.

She is like everyone else.

(smoking sounds)

- Are we done now? -Yes! Now we are ready.

I would give anything to see Alarik's snooping face.

That Östbyn could ...

Imagine if we fail. Then everything is my fault.

Nothing is your fault.

Come on!

It is my fault that the villages are unsound, not yours.

I thought I was doing a good thing who hid it when the chief died.

But that only made things worse.

Finally, they tore the bridge. I did not know what to do.

I didn't dare tell anyone. Except for Espen, of course.

The one who is most viking of us, Halvdan ...

...are you.

You know...

I think it was better there than in the hands of a chieftain.

(dramatic music)

Bear?

You're my father.

(blowing in the horn, background battle call)

Towards source!

(war cry)

Is there anyone who hears me?

Please!

Please!

Let me out!

(Voltage music)

So you come by yourself?

War will not be as long as you stay on your side.

Do you return the food or not?

Then there is no return.

Now!

(blowing in horns)

We will defend our village to the last blood drop!

Harald!

Einar!

-It works. -Good good!

Continue! Continue!

No...

Now your head will roll, Ragnar!

-Yes! -Yes!

Guard, guard! Open!

They are coming.

-With the dolls! -To weapons!

I'll make sure you're punished. Betrayer!

-What's that? -The chief's ax.

When Ragnar hears about this do you regret.

It actually feels exactly the opposite.

Boo!

-Help! I can not swim. -Bye.

Ladders!

(heavy strokes)

(Voltage music)

(hard bang)

It was me!

-Stop! -It was me!

-I stole everything. -Yxan!

-It is impossible. It's gone. -That's him! Östpojken.

So? Take him! He will be punished with death.

One more step and I release it.

From now on we are helped. Like before!

Everything that is in the West belongs to the East, and everything that is in the East belongs to the West.

Hit the ax! It is mine!

- Your city has nothing I want! -We are the two of us.

-Watch yourself! - Now I'm tired of you.

Why can't we be together?

Is the boy the only one with wit enough to understand it?

- Look! Take each other in hand. -No never.

-Surskallar! - We all think so.

Now the end of childhood is over.

Now we are stroking this line. - Give me the sword. Now!

-So! Give it to me. -Do as I say. Now.

-The knife too. Take him in hand. -Do as I say.

-Good. -You'll be Christian, everybody!

- Whether you want it or not. "Leave me," I said!

God's plans are greater than that a boy's reel should destroy them.

-Get the ax here! -You drop my daughter!

Monk! You will regret this.

-Get the ax here, I say. - Don't do it, Halvdan!

Aaj!

-Meia! -Meia!

-Meia! -Oh no! She will drown!

Do something, then!

You have to dare to win.

-He can't swim. -Mediocre!

Mediocre!

Meia!

(romantic music)

(folk music)

-For Ostbyn. -And West Village!

Bowl!

Halvdan, come on.

- This is my boy, this. -I've never seen such courage!

- Lonely to the villagers' chiefs. -You did it, like a real viking.

Half-Viking.

I must say that! Who could believe it? I didn't believe my eyes.

Mediocre? Come on!

What to celebrate today!

What did I say? In love.

-Förstoppad. -No.

So. Bowl!

We were going to get a sibling now that we are more together.

Or, Ragnar?

This one is completely useless. Take it, you.

Yes.

You can do a little faster.

- Are we getting rid of now? -Yes. Now we're even.

Do I have anything on my mouth?

Now you have it.

-We might sail again sometime. -Eh ... No.

-Yes Yes. But then I control. -Aj, aj, captain.

You and I are here

both with the same longing

To be just as we are

I've put you there

next to the courage in my heart

you have space

I promise that

if you call my name

nothing can stop me

Not sea

not the fire even

Fort as I can only

I jump to you

so you know you have a friend

In one night so cold

You hear the forest whispering fairy tales

Your dreams are waiting somewhere

And through everything

You have me forever

You are never yourself

I promise that

if you call my name

nothing can stop me

Not sea

not the fire even

And as fast as I can

I jump to you

so you know you have a friend

If you're scared

if in doubt

raise your gaze, hear my voice

I'm here

You're close now

Let the heart lead

through fire

I promise you

If you call my name

nothing can stop me

Not sea

not the fire even ...

Subtitles: Cristel Nyqvist Swedish Media Text