Vikings

There's no sign of him.

Perhaps they won't come.

Oh, Jarl Borg has many reasons to come,

so he'll come.

We will wait for the treacherous devil,

as well as your brother.

Unless you have heard from Rollo otherwise.

No, King Horik.

I've had no message from my brother,

but I still believe in my heart that he will not betray me,

for he has no reason.

Who needs a reason for betrayal?

One must always think the worst, Ragnar,

even of your own kin.

That way, you avoid too much disappointment in life.

There is the treacherous one.

I was right, Ragnar.

I was right.

Any regrets, Rollo?

No regrets.

Then let us fight.

Let the gods decide the outcome.

Rider approaching!

What is it you want?

I'm here on behalf of Ragnar Lothbrok.

I want to speak to his brother.

Then speak.

Rollo,

you and I fought together many times.

I don't suppose you've forgotten.

I think of you as a brother.

But over there is your real brother,

your own flesh and blood.

Are you sure you want to raise your ax against him?

Did Ragnar send you?

What answer shall I give him?

Tell him I shall answer him with blood.

Shield-wall!

Shield-wall!

Spears!

Charge!

Hold the wall!

Your death is on its way!

Floki!

Is this what you really want, brother?

I cannot fight you.

Without being defeated,

we have grown weary of the slaughter of our young men.

So, Jarl Borg,

I offer you

one third of the profits from the disputed lands.

Unless you continue to dispute my claim to it.

I would rather go back fighting, than receive such scant justice.

So, you will not accept my fair offer?

No.

Why do we continue looking inwards?

Why?

Why do we fight each other

about this piece or that piece of land?

Why are we not looking outwards.

I have already found a passage west.

We, we have seen rich and arable land over there.

And there must be more.

We must stop this.

If we raided together,

we would not need to fight amongst ourselves.

We would not need to kill any more of our young folk.

But instead,

offer them land,

land that they can farm.

My mind tends the same way as Ragnar's.

It is my intention to join with him

and sail west.

What do you say, Jarl Borg?

Yes,

I will raid with you,

and so I accept your offer.

Not that you'd care, brother,

but your niece, Gyda, is dead.

Time to go home.

Floki! Floki!

Don't die. Please don't die.

We fought all day.

Jarl Borg would not give in, nor us.

Many died.

One-Eye died.

Arne?

Rollo killed him.

And Floki may not survive for he is so badly wounded.

This was not your quarrel.

You should not have become involved.

Look what has happened!

No man can walk through life

without things happening to him, Lagertha.

You chose.

Yes. I chose, and Rollo chose.

And Rollo's choice led to all of this!

Don't argue, you two.

I am weary and I'm blood-sickened,

and that is the truth.

Who is Aslaug?

Stop.

Who is Aslaug?

She's a Gotland princess.

We met her over there.

You just met her?

Lagertha.

What has the boy told you?

What did you tell her, boy?

It doesn't matter what Bjorn says.

What do you say?

I say...

We should not wash our dirty clothes in front of others.

Did you have sex with her?

Yes, I had sex with her.

How many times?

Once.

I don't love her.

How can I make you let this go?

Never see her again.

Done.

Never again.

Why are there such problems between you?

You know why.

But I don't want there to be problems.

Can't you just say sorry for what you've done?

It's not so easy with your mother.

And what will happen to Rollo?

I cannot judge my own brother.

We will have an assembly and the Law Giver will judge.

We will take Rollo up to the Law Rock

and that is where his fate will be decided.

What's that you have?

A gold coin. From England.

You see?

It even has King Aelle's face upon it.

So it's worth a fortune?

What do you want?

To talk to him.

Rollo.

Rollo, it's me.

Don't bother.

You cannot warm up a dead man.

He is without honor!

People, as your Law Giver

I have been asked to determine the fate of this man.

This man chose to fight with our enemies,

chose to fight against his brother.

Traitor!

He killed many of our sons,

brothers, fathers.

What hope is there for him?

He has no defense!

He has no defense!

This man deserves to die.

Yeah!

We all know that.

But, I have decided to spare him.

What? No!

I have taken the advice of the gods.

If they had wanted him dead,

he would have died in battle.

But they spared him.

He came forward

and threw himself upon the mercy of his brother.

He behaved in an interesting and unexpected way,

and therefore, I conclude

that the gods have made their own judgment,

which I cannot overturn.

I therefore order this man be set free.

Kill the traitor!

We should kill him anyway. You are the earl!

No. We must obey the law.

Who is the Law Giver? Just an ordinary man.

Not when he stands on the Sacred Stone.

I wanted to step out of your shadow.

You understand that, don't you?

But when I stepped out of it, there was...

There was no sunlight.

No sunlight at all.

What are you doing?

Leaving.

Everyone hates me here,

with good reason.

I have betrayed them.

There is no point in my staying.

But you are going to leave and not even say goodbye to me?

I thought you would prefer it that way.

Do you really know me so little?

I have nothing

to offer you.

It would have been better for you, for me, for everyone

if I had been executed.