If you two are keeping guard.
you are facing the wrong way.
ASBJORN:
They'll shoot you in the back!
ASBJORN LAUGHS
We were just watching.
There will be plenty to see
and do tomorrow. Runa.
Now, sleep.
Will we see Uncle Skuld tomorrow?
- In a few days.
Tell me about his camp.
It's much bigger than this.
It is much more than a camp.
It's more like a town.
Uncle must be famous here.
It is our name that is famous.
I left your Uncle here
so they remember it.
Until I arrive.
ASBJORN LAUGHS
You may carry my name
but to become Jarl
you have to earn it.
You feel you have what it takes?
I can fight.
- Me too.
Runa. You can't even
hold up a sword!
Anyone can be taught, young man.
Besides, being a good fighter
does not make you a good leader.
I'll show you.
I'll be Jarl
of all these lands one day.
Then I'll find
somewhere else to be Jarl.
THEY LAUGH
Maybe you will. Runa!
This place, the people are soft.
The land. Fertile.
It is ripe for the taking.
ASBJORN LAUGHS
Here, anything is possible.
So, how do we find this town?
Well...
DISTANT SCREAM
What is it?
ARROWS WHOOSHING
MAN SHOUTS
PEOPLE SCREAMING
ASBJORN GRUNTING
Vitharr! Runa! Go! Run!
ASBJORN:
Quick, take the children!
Go, go, go, go, go!
Quickly! Asbjorn!
Shields!
ASBJORN SHOUTS IN PAIN
ASBJORN GRUNTS
INGER:
Take Runa to the boat.
But I can help...!
Do as she says. Son! Go, now!
- INGER: Run Vitharr!
Look after her!
- But I can fight!
Mother!
- Go!
WAR CRY
ASBJORN CONTINUES YELLING
WARRIORS GRUNTING
ASBJORN SCREAMS FIERCELY
INGER GRUNTING
INGER GROANS
WARRIORS GRUN There's Father!
MUSIC DROWNS OUT AUDIO
VITHARR PANTS
VITHARR SOBS
VITHARR GRUNTS
THUNDER RUMBLES
VITHARR PANTS
DISTANT WARRIOR CRIES
ARROWS WHOOSH
SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
CROW CAWS
VITHARR GRUNTS
DISTANT WARRIOR CRIES
WAVES LAPPING
SOLEMN MUSIC
HE SCREAMS
HE GASPS
HIS EARS RING
BIRDS CHIRP
HE YELLS
HE SIGHS
EERIE MUSIC
HE WHISPERS:
Odin Allfather, watch over me.
Grant me courage and safe passage.
And your son. The mighty Thor,
lend me his strength.
So that I might live another day.
BRUNN:
Drink?
What do you want to do?
I want to hunt the boy down.
And kill him.
We all mourn your son.
but he died with honour.
He had the honour of having his skull
smashed in with a stone.
He's got a good day's start on us.
He's lost and he's wounded.
He'll see us coming.
- Will you not see reason?
I cannot let him go.
Do you not understand?
It is not part of the plan.
He's just a boy!
My son was just one boy!
WYMAN GRUNTS
If you want to follow this bastard.
go ahead!
I need four men
to help me hunt the heathen
that killed my son.
CROWS CAW
Runa! Runa!
I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!
It is too late. Vitharr!
ASBJORN GRUNTS
You were trusted with her life.
You failed her.
I'm... I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Seek out your Uncle. Find Skuld.
Kill the men who did this.
Avenge us!
WATER TRICKLES
FIRE CRACKLES
HE GRUNTS
Come on!
DISTANT WOLF HOWL
Come on!
WOLF GROWLS
Come on!
HIS EARS RING
HE GRUNTS REPEATEDLY
HIS EARS RING
What did you do?
What did you do?
I asked you to look after her.
You failed me!
You are a failure!
Failure!
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
WATER TRICKLES
BIRDS CHIRP
STAB
Wyman!
BRANCH SNAPS
MERCENARY SCREAMS
MERCENARY SCREAMS IN AGONY
SCREAMS CONTINUE
Watch your steps.
CROWS CAW
HE GROANS
MERCENARY SCREAMS
WATER TRICKLES
What is this?
It's a map.
He's searching for something.
MERCENARY WAILS
Burn it all.
Watch out for traps.
What about him?
He's not going to make it.
Put him out of his misery.
Wait... Wyman...
Please...
Wait!
SWORD SLASHES FLESH
HIS EARS RING
BIRDS CHIRP
HE SPEAKS IN WELSH
LIGHT TAPPING
WAVES LAP
THUNDER RUMBLES
HE SPEAKS WELSH
VITHARR WHIMPERS
VITHARR SIGHS
TWIG SNAPS
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS
This is a sacred place.
Weapons are not permitted here.
If you seek my counsel...
We seek a boy. A Norse.
Has he passed this way?
HE PANTS
INDISTINCT CHATTER
What business
do you have with him?
Has he passed this way?
Yes he has. He's inside.
But you are too late!
The heathen died in the night.
There was bleeding inside his head.
Please.
This is holy ground.
Why does He mock me?
First He took my wife.
Then my son.
And now He denies me my vengeance.
I am sorry for your loss
but vengeance
is not ours to take.
You must leave it
in the Lord's hands.
These Norse,
they do not believe in such things.
Tell me. Why should I?
They are heathen.
They believe in falsehood and heresy.
Have you met many of them?
Who are we to say
that they are wrong?
I raised my son
to believe in your Christ
and he has his skull caved in.
You may doubt it now.
but he's in a better place.
He's out there.
rotting in those sands.
I will pray for him.
Save your words. Priest.
They say the Norse gods believe
that vengeance is a just cause.
I wonder
had I put my faith in them.
would they have listened?
Burn the body.
That is their custom.
CROWS CAW
Thank you.
HE PRAYS IN WELSH
HE BURPS
Parsnip.
Pannas.
Pannas.
Hm.
Cabbage.
Cabbage?
VITHARR LAUGHS
Bresych.
Bresych.
Bresych.
Fire.
Tn.
Tn.
Fire.
Bowl.
ASBJORN:
Seek out your uncle.
Kill the men who did this.
Avenge us!
RUNA:
Mother!
SEAGULLS CALL
They're dead.
I am looking for a town.
My uncle lives there.
But I can't find it.
Town?
- Yes. Town!
How far is it?
How... how far?
PRIEST SPEAKS WELSH
CHICKENS CLUCK
INDISTINCT CHATTER
SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
THUNDER RUMBLES
Where did you find this?
Where is my uncle?!
VITHARR:
Stay down!
Where did you get this?
Do you know Skuld?
Where is he?
Where can I find him?
Trade.
No. No, no. Skuld.
Skuld is my uncle. Where is he?
Skuld is my uncle,
I am his nephew. Where is he?
I am Vitharr.
Vitharr.
Vitharr?
Yes.
Nara.
Thank you. Nara.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
WOMAN SPEAKS WELSH
WOMAN SPEAKS WELSH
WOMAN SPEAKS WELSH
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Nara. Nara. Wait.
I need to find my uncle.
I'm not even sure
who I'm addressing...
or which is even
the real God anymore.
But if my family are with you.
please look after them
and grant me the strength
to avenge their deaths.
RHYTHMIC CLAPS
THUNDER RUMBLES
CLAPPING CONTINUES
THUNDER CLAPS
CLAPPING CONTINUES
CLAPPING SPEEDS UP
DISCORDANT MUSIC
DROWNS OUT CLAPPING
CLAPPING RESUMES
SHE MOANS
HE GASPS
Vitharr!
HE RETCHES
WIND BLOWS
INTENSE MUSIC
WOMAN SCREAMS
WOMAN SCREAMS
WOMAN GROANS
NARA GASPS
NARA WAILS
HE CHUCKLES
HE SPEAKS LATIN
VITHARR'S EARS RING
THUNDER RUMBLES
INDISTINCT CHATTER
THUNDER RUMBLES
MEN YELL IN LATIN
CENTURION YELLS
We don't have to do this.
VITHARR GRUNTS
HE GRUNTS
FIGHTING GRUNTS
VITHARR COUGHS
ONLOOKERS CHEER
HE CHUCKLES
CHAINS RATTLE
CROW CAWS
DISTANT CLAMOUR
MAN SNARLS
FIGHTING GRUNTS
HE YELLS
ONLOOKERS CHEER
HE SPEAKS LATIN
CHEERS
VITHARR SHOUTS
HE YELLS IN LATIN
ONLOOKERS YELL
MAN GRUNTS
ONLOOKERS CHEER
ONLOOKERS CHEER
CHAINS RATTLE
WOMAN WHIMPERS
Are you... are you Dane?
What do they want with us?
You're a Dane?
From Hedeby. You?
I'm from Ribe.
Ribe... I've been there.
Really?
- Many years ago.
My Father was Asbjorn Thorsson.
Jarl of Ribe.
Ah.
He is a great man.
He was.
He was killed
the moment we arrived here.
Sorry to hear that.
His arrival in Valhalla will be met
with much celebration.
If Asbjorn Thorsson was your father
I also know your uncle.
Skuld?
He is Jarl
of a large settlement here.
Some people call him a king.
A king?
How do you find this place?
If we can escape this place,
I will take you to him.
What do they want with us?
You fight.
You fight or you die.
How long have you been here?
- I can't even remember any more.
Then you must fight well.
You?
I've seen my share.
You'll see more than your share here.
Will we have to fight each other?
Eventually.
I am Herja.
Vitharr.
If this is my last night alive
it's an honour to spend it
with the king's nephew
son of Asbjorn.
HERJA:
So this is it.
Any advice?
VITHARR:
He's got a limp.
Keep your distance
and target that leg.
Put on a good show
until they throw in the weapons.
Weapons?
They'll throw them in
when the leader commands.
He'll go for the axe.
It's heavy so he'll be slow.
I'd go for the spear.
Go for the spear.
Good luck.
INTENSE MUSIC
SHE WINCES IN PAIN
You were right.
I should have gone for the spear.
He had a bad leg
but a good right hook.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
VITHARR YELLS
THUNDER RUMBLES
CROWS CAW
We knew this day was coming.
Hm.
Any advice?
You don't stand a chance.
Your opponent is... far too skilled.
Oh. Really?
But I know all his tricks.
You know only
what he wants you to know.
SHE LAUGHS
HE CHUCKLES
If you weren't chained
to this rock right now
where would you be?
I'd find my uncle.
And he'd help you
avenge your family?
And then all your pain
would go away?
It might.
Take a look around.
Killing doesn't make
anything better.
Killing just inspires madness.
I can't think of anything else.
What did you want before that man
took your family?
What were your dreams?
What did you wish
for your future?
I... I wanted to conquer the world.
To prove to the gods that I was
worthy of a place by their side.
And now I don't know what I want.
Why is that?
Vitharr?
There were times when I was
on my own in the forest...
...where for The first time
I didn't feel
a weight on my shoulders.
I wasn't Thinking about anything other
than the moment I was in.
It was dangerous
and lonely sometimes. BuT...
...IT made sense.
I felt I belonged.
But mankind is just full of hate.
It's scared and confused.
Fighting over gods
that will never answer
their prayers.
Not everyone is like that.
Where would you be. Herja?
Back with my husband and little girl.
You never said
you had a family before.
I didn't want to remind you
of all that you've lost.
How old is your little girl?
She must be five by now.
The most beautiful little girl
you've ever seen.
She is the reason why I don't give up.
Why this place
hasn't beaten me yet.
Hold on to that.
It is better to fight for the living
than the dead.
See you on the other side, friend.
What are you waiting for?
HERJA GRUNTS
If you don't start
they'll kill us both.
Come on. Hit me!
I told you to go for the spear.
HE YELLS IN LATIN
Vitharr!
HE YELLS IN LATIN
What are you doing?
Take the horse,
go back to your family.
HE YELLS IN LATIN
Go now!
VITHARR SHOUTS FIERCELY
VITHARR'S EARS RING
MUFFLED SHOUTS
MUFFLED GRUNTS
Hm?
HE CHUCKLES
Hm.
VITHARR GAGS
HE CHUCKLES
HE SPEAKS LATIN
HE BREATHES FAINTLY
RUNA:
Wake up. Vitharr.
Runa?
I'm so sorry I failed you.
Don't worry, I forgive you.
When you're ready,
we'll be here for you.
THUNDER RUMBLES
WARRIORS YELL
Vitharr.
Uncle...?
Are you alright?
By God's will. You are still alive!
I don't understand you.
Tend to my nephew.
He is very weak.
Bring him water!
INDISTINCT CHATTER
HERJA LAUGHS
You came back!
Just in time. It seems.
Thank you, Herja.
The least I could do.
THUNDER RUMBLES
For the King's nephew.
I hardly recognise you. Vitharr.
You're skin and bones!
It has been a long time, Uncle.
You were 13 years old
when last I saw you.
Playing with a wooden sword,
dreaming of adventure.
Now you're a man.
With a sword of steel
and a story to tell.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
You look well. Uncle.
All these people...
They follow you?
Hm.
They are not just our people.
No. They come
from all over this region.
So they call you King now.
Some do.
I had hoped your father and I
might have ruled together.
Well. We were ambushed
the moment we got here.
Mother. Father...
Runa...
I know.
You do?
I trade with many clans.
I learned of the ambush
not long after it happened.
If I had known you were still alive
I'd never have stopped
looking for you.
You must know that.
Well. We are here now.
We are.
We have been given
a second chance. You and I.
We can rule together.
Build an empire your father
could only have dreamed of.
What about the man
that killed him?
I know his name.
Tell me.
They called him Wyman.
INTENSE MUSIC BUILDS
You know him?
When you do as I have done...
trading. Communicating. Trying
to build something better...
you make both allies and enemies.
Wyman is a dangerous man.
a warlord.
He believes peace is only
achievable through violence.
He has caused me considerable
trouble in the past.
Why would he want to kill Father?
Maybe it was just bad luck.
I don't believe that.
Perhaps he feared him.
Your father was a fighter.
A threat to someone
in his position.
As am I.
I have been told
that Wyman is not far from here.
We will stay here
until you are rested.
Then we will go find him.
We will have our vengeance.
Now. Save your strength.
CROWS CAW
You do remind me of him.
Prepare the men.
Go to the tents.
My lord.
DISCORDANT MUSIC
Why are you keeping
this boy alive?
Just a short time ago you wanted
him and his whole family dead!
SPEAKING WELSH
He killed my son with a stone.
He humiliated me in front of my men.
He mocks me.
denied me my vengeance.
And all that
because you failed to complete
the task you were given.
Then give me another chance
and I will kill him for nothing.
Right now.
HE TOSSES SCROLL ON TABLE
Why will you not kill this boy?
Because he is my brother's son.
Your brother was a warmonger.
you said so yourself.
And what makes you think his son
will not come after you
for what you have done?
I believe God has spared him
for a reason.
To give me a chance
to atone for my sins.
WYMAN CHUCKLES
You've only just adopted this God.
Let me tell you about Him.
He doesn't care what we do.
He doesn't love us.
God may have forsaken you. Wyman
and your boy.
But I feel Him all around me. Guiding me.
He talks to me.
He tells me when to build
and when to destroy.
I haven't followed you thus far
because of some divine right to rule.
I followed you because you have
proven yourself a leader of men.
If you spare that boy.
think of all you will sacrifice.
I have.
See reason.
Our partnership will offer you
so much more than he ever could.
Let me avenge my boy
and then we can set our minds
to the task ahead.
I am sorry.
Your blade may be clean
but there is blood on your hands.
FIGHTING GRUNTS
SKULD SCREAMS
Wait, wait. Wait! Wyman! Please!
Do not beg your forgiveness of me.
Beg it of your God.
FURIOUS GRUN THUNDER RUMBLES
Come out. Boy!
Come and join your uncle in hell!
VITHARR SHOUTS:
Wyman!
Wyman!
Not playing dead this time?
So you speak our language.
You can thank your uncle for that.
He taught me a great deal.
You know he betrayed your father?
He was a clever man.
It was a good plan.
My father would have only stood
in his way to becoming a king.
We've taken a lot
from each other, haven't we?
But not everything.
Not yet.
FIGHTING GRUNTS
VITHARR SCREAMS
WYMAN GROANS
VITHARR CRIES OU VITHARR SHOUTS
VITHARR'S EARS RING
DISCORDANT MUSIC
INGER:
I asked you to look after her!
What did you do?
What did you do?
ASBJORN:
It's too late. Vitharr.
You failed her.
INGER:
You failed me!
You are a failure!
FAILURE!
WYMAN CRIES OU Vitharr!
Stay.
Go home, my friend.
BIRDS CHIRP