Vikings

Last season on Vikings...

Our country's in grave danger.

The Rus are coming.

Harald is King of all Norway. You have to reach out to him.

You have no idea what you are facing. The end of everything.

People always say it's the end of everything.

But they don't usually mean it.

Othere, meet Ubbe, the son of Ragnar Lothbrok.

I was sailing west. The sun rose behind me.

And I saw a golden land.

To the Golden Land.

I am with child,

and I am married to a demigod, as are you.

-I will make you Queen of all Norway. - We have just met

and already you want me to betray my husband.

-I want you now. -

We cannot control our fate. We must accept it.

My baby.

The Rus will attack from the sea.

We will bring these smaller barges, transfer our warriors into them and storm the beach.

Charge!

Loose.

Stand up and fight!

How are we to repel such a huge force?

We will block the entrance leading into the fjord

and we will lay a boom across the mouth of the river.

That river leads into the mountains.

It's a formidable obstacle, but we shall climb it.

Forward!

I will defeat you.

There is no way you can win.

Save yourself, skogarmaor.

The gods abandoned you a long time ago, my brother.

[somber instrumental music playing]

Here's to victory, my friends!

The battle of Norway is not over yet.

They have only retreated...

and probably back to their fortress at Kattegat.

But probably without their talisman.

Their hero. Their leader.

They say you killed him yourself.

Mmm.

I cannot be completely sure that Bjorn was dead.

It's not possible to kill Bjorn.

I saw him, getting carried off

the battlefield with my own eyes.

But you cannot say that he was still alive?

Uh, no. No, I cannot.

So,

when do we leave for Kattegat?

As soon as we have repaired our ships.

This business must be finished.

I confess, we lost more warriors in the battle

than I had expected.

You Vikings fight hard.

Who are these prisoners?

This is King Olaf, once the ruler here.

And this is King Harald. King of all of Norway!

Is all that true?

Yes.

Alas to say.

You cast your net...

And when you hauled it in,

you found that you have caught both

the King and the Joker.

King Olaf's jokes were never, never my taste.

Oh! I thought we got on famously,

Hvitserk, son of Ragnar.

Well, do you remember me?

I too am Ragnar's son.

Oh, I know who you are...

Ivar, the Boneless.

From the sewers of York

to the Silk Roads, your...

your name is legendary.

The question is...

what to do with you both?

In what ways

can you possibly...

be useful to me?

I have no intention of being useful to you.

I won't bargain for my life.

For a Viking, that would be demeaning.

To us, death is bliss...

and I rush to bleed.

And what about you?

Oh, I, uh, I'm not in a rush.

The Rus will be here soon.

Spring is here at last.

We should begin our preparations to sail west.

Our preparations for our journey.

Oh, yes.

I'm ready to put my house in order and submit myself to the elements again.

And what about you, Ketill?

Will you come with us?

I plan to sail with two ships, and about 40 people.

That means some of the settlers will have to come with us.

I have made a recent habit

of confession.

I have told everyone

that will listen

that I want to be

King of Iceland.

I know.

I can see...

that this Icelandic settlement will grow,

become rich, attract all manner of new settlers.

To be King of such a place...

it would be an extraordinary achievement

for a simple fellow like me.

So, you won't come?

You won't sacrifice your ambitions?

No. I won't sacrifice my ambitions.

But they can wait.

Then it is decided.

Let the settlers choose amongst themselves

who will come with us.

And may the gods guide us to the Golden Land.

I have some good news...

and some bad news.

The good news is...

I have decided to spare your life...

King Harald.

The bad news is your life is over...

King Olaf.

You are a King without a kingdom.

What use is that to anyone?

I might have made a different decision.

But then you don't have...

the power, do you, Ivar?

You lucky bastard.

I know.

Ingrid.

Come here.

Come.

Why are you being so pathetic?

It's not just Bjorn.

Then what?

King Harald raped me.

If I ever get the chance,

I will cut his throat.

But it is not likely.

You and I will die here, alongside our husband.

And if you fight well and bravely enough,

we shall meet again afterwards.

I told Bjorn I would bring him luck and good fortune.

Instead, I have brought him pain and ruin.

You are not a god, Ingrid.

Just another human being.

All you could ever give Bjorn

was what you could hold in the palm of your hand.

You give me such courage.

Thank you.

Come.

Go to sleep.

Don't be afraid.

There is someone beside me.

There is no one beside you.

You are all alone.

No. There is someone beside me.

Although I cannot see him,

I know he is here.

How do you know, you old fool?

Because he speaks to me.

I hear his voice.

And what does he say?

He says, "He who believes in Me,

"though he may die, he shall live.

"I am the resurrection and the life.

"I shall walk beside you.

"Always. Always."

Don't listen to him. Get on with it.

Don't be afraid.

I can't.

Think of me as already dead.

Nothing more can hurt me.

Not the thunder,

nor the deep swell of the waves,

nor yet, the tongues of fire.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

My lands are in order.

And I am ripe for heaven.

How?