The Winter Warrior (2003) - full transcript

[rain spattering]

[thunder roaring]

[dramatic music]

[animal roaring]

[intense drumming]

[woman breathing heavily]

[woman grunts]

- You're a slave.

Well slave or not, never

throw a spear at me again.

I'll cut your bloody throat.

Now, pick those things up.

Save your tears for your

Angle master's burial.

- Frythod was a pig.

- You can talk.

Good.

Come.

You'll help me bury him.

[wind rustling]

[metal clanking]

[birds squawking]

- Rome is so beautiful, and

the monuments are ancient,

and the Colosseum

is spectacular.

- Don't you miss Rome then?

- Si, but I love it here.

- It rains all the time.

- Well, Uncle Fingal will

bring the sun with him.

- How did you meet Uncle Fingal?

- He was a commander in

Emperor Justin's army,

and the Lombard's invaded.

They brought the yellow

plague with them.

We had to flee and

leave everything behind.

- Uncle likes fighting?

- He does.

[man grunts]

[screaming]

- Ethne, run! [screams]

[intense music]

Run!

- Ah, come on!

- [Lillian] Run!

[screams] Help!

- Move!

Move!

[water burbling]

- Psst.

- Ethne, Ethne, go back.

- No, I'm frightened.

- Do as I say, go back

and wait for your uncle.

Mark the trail.

They'll camp here for winter.

Go!

- They'll kill you!

- No they won't.

I think their leader

wants me for himself.

Go now!

Fingal should be back soon, go!

[breaths heavily]

- You're the first Roman

girl I've ever met.

Good looking,

well-mannered, educated.

Should've seen some of the

hacks we've catched in the past.

Foul-mouthed, bad-mannered,

disease-ridden,

and ugly, unbelievably ugly.

But you, you're the kind of

woman a man wants to show off.

- Ugh, do you like stories?

- [Man] What kind of stories?

- Stories about gods and

demons and pillage and famine.

- [Man] Can you tell

stories like that?

- Oh yeah, yeah.

- [Man] Let's make a deal.

When we make camp tonight,

you tell me a story,

and I'll make sure my

men won't touch you.

- Yes.

- Ulph, get the

men on their feet!

[intense drumming]

[rain splattering]

[tense music]

[wolf howling]

- Why did you take

time to bury them?

- All warriors deserve

a decent burial.

- Why do you stare

at me like that?

- Like what?

- Like I'm a Jew.

- You've got me

all wrong, woman.

- You think I like

being a slave?

You're the fourth man in

as many years to own me.

- I don't own you.

I don't even want you!

But what would you do

on your own out here?

Hmm?

Another Angle raiding

party would capture you

or a wild beast would eat you.

- I can take care of myself.

Give me a knife and a

spear and I'll be gone

by the morning.

- Where would you go?

- Far away from this

miserable place.

Maybe, maybe to Judea.

- Judea.

And what would you do there?

- Visit the shrines

of my ancestors.

- It's all in ruins.

- How do you know?

- I've been through the holy

land with the Roman army

on the march to Africa.

- You're a mercenary.

- I'm a soldier for hire.

[bottle pops]

Is there anything

wrong with that?

- You plunder and pillage in

the name of righteousness.

- At least I don't eat dogs,

horses, or wild monkeys

like some of the

heathens I've fought do.

Or kiss little crude effigies

or sacrifice children.

I worship one god, the

God, the same god you do.

[sad music]

♪ Oh God, you are my God

♪ And I long after you

- So what's your name?

- Jessica.

- You speak like a Saxon.

- I was educated in Londinium.

My father traded goods up

and down the Germanic sea.

Four years ago,

his ship was seized

and I was seized as a slave.

- What happened to your father?

- They killed him for his money.

- I'm sorry.

- I was sold at the market

in Jorvik for a stolen horse.

- I'd say it was a good horse.

- I was passed as a camp

follower by the north Umbrians.

I learned to watch men kill

each other and not get involved.

- Heathens and Christians.

- Is there a difference?

Isn't one man much

the same as any other?

- You're wrong.

You've been a slave too long.

You need to be reeducated.

[dramatic drumming]

- [speaks foreign language]

[men grunting]

[men cheering]

[man screaming]

[bone cracking]

[man screaming]

[men cheering]

[bone cracking]

[dramatic music]

[scream echoing]

- This is your idea of freedom?

Don't you trust me?

- I stay alive by knowing

what men are capable of doing

and what women are

capable of undoing.

Feet.

[mellow music]

Night, sleep.

- [Jessica] Where

are you taking me?

- To Caledon.

I've given the best years

of my life to fighting war

for foreign armies.

I've got to give a meaning

to my life and my people.

- What will you do with

me when we get there?

- Maybe a poor farmer will

take pity on you and marry you.

[scoffs]

Aye, get some sleep.

[mellow music]

[bird chirping]

Are you coming or what?

We haven't got all day.

The rain's about to come.

- No.

- [Fingal] Pick it up or else.

- I will serve you, but

you must let me wash.

- Warrior approaching!

That's no way to

treat an old friend!

- Fingal!

- How you doing,

you old fur trader?

- And you, you old warthog.

You should be dead by now, ha!

- Aye!

The Persians tried.

And the Lombards have

tried, and now the Angles,

but I'm still here.

- Who's the woman?

- Ah, just another

casualty of the chaos

that exits everywhere.

- Does she keep

you warm at night?

- [Fingal] I have

a wife, Angwen.

- My woman died last winter.

Is she available.

- I don't think she'd

put up with your habits.

Let her be.

[birds chirping]

- You have been married, girl?

- So I exist to gather

wood and leaves?

To strike fire from flint so

a man can enjoy the comfort

of the hearth I've made.

- That's a woman's work.

A woman should obey her man.

- Your Christ came

to redeem women.

A woman it was who bore him.

A man who betrayed

him with a kiss.

Was it not woman who

washed his feet with tears

and a man who three

times denied him,

a woman who stood by his cross.

No less than men do

women possess this Earth.

- Fiery-Tongued one she is.

I'll buy her form you.

- I told you to let her be.

She's not for sale.

- I'll give you a bearskin

and three deerhides for her.

- I told you,

she's not for sale.

- A present, from some monks.

Let's keep talking.

[tense music]

- Gwyndol's druidic forces

outnumbered us three to one,

but they had one weakness.

They wouldn't fight at night.

And we were happy for the rest.

Their army was colossal.

[drumming]

And we felt the

morning would bring us

our last day of glory.

King Urion passed among us,

[drumming]

encouraging the wounded

and blessing the dying.

[men cheering]

He spoke brave words about

the courage and the valour

of the cymrae on both sides.

If the House of

Cullin has to end,

it is better that it destroys

itself than all Brittania.

He beseeched God to

grant his victory

over his wayward nephews

who were obsessed with

power and destruction.

[men cheering]

It was a great speech,

and when it was over,

we regrouped on a

sandy howl at Arthuret.

Dawn rose.

And Gwyndol's forces

streamed across the river

and tried to take the howl.

Thousands fell in the

carnage and slaughter.

In the midst of the

battle stood Midren.

Bring big distraction.

He saw the end had come for

his twin brother Gwyndol.

The famous warriors of the

cymrae all perished that day.

[melancholy guitar music]

Panshuin, with his battle

axe struck off Gwyndol's head

and paraded it on a

spear for all to see.

Midren went mad and

rent his clothings.

He smeared his face and

body with Gwyndol's blood,

but, on account that

he was a holy man,

he was allowed to stumble

and flee from the battlefield

to live out the test

of his miserable days

in the forests of Caledon.

I was the one he carried

Gwyndol's head on the spear.

It was not a joy, sir.

Only wailing for

the 80,000 lost.

- That many.

I wish I'd seen that.

- Too many.

Too many to bury.

The crows feasted on them.

And now, our problems

are with the Angles.

But we're too weakened.

- Angles are wily.

They like to sneak up on a man.

I bet you they sneaked

up on her a few times.

- I'm tired.

[foreboding music]

[drumming]

[woman screaming]

[man laughing]

[woman laughing]

- They boys are happy tonight.

They have a roof

over their heads,

and they don't have to

suffer Edwin's advances.

- You're not going

to protect her?

- She's just a herdsman's wife.

You told me your

husband is a soldier,

so you should understand

our way of life.

- Should I?

Do you think my husband tells

me everything that goes on

on his campaigns?

He's marked by his silence.

- Perhaps he is

an honourable man.

- If you were an honourable man,

you would protect

her from your men.

[laughing]

- Ulph!

Aelle.

Not in front of the lady.

Enough!

You promised me a story.

Edwin, take that cloak off.

- I am Isis, all that has ever

been, that is, or shall be.

No mortal man has

ever seen me unveiled.

Crowned with the moon and

clad in the robe of the stars.

[laughing]

[melancholy music]

- Quickly, no more,

little beauty.

[drumming]

Make it easy on yourself.

[grunting]

[metal clinking]

[tranquil music]

[mumbling]

- Hey.

Did you sleep well?

- Yeah.

What am I supposed

to do with this?

Wash or drink it?

- Do as you please.

- You think just because

you bring me a bowl of water

I'm gonna sleep with you?

- [laughs] Don't embarrass

me in front of my men.

Ugh, ugh, Edwin,

Hussa, Ulph, Aelle.

Take her to the trees and

do what you wish with her!

- No!

[speaks foreign language] No!

[woman cries]

- [Ulph] Bitch!

- When you're

finished, bury her!

- No!

- You will go to the stream,

and you will prepare yourself!

- You might as well kill me now!

[woman screaming]

- From now on, there'll

be no special favours!

One wrong look,

and you're theirs.

- No!

[woman screaming]

You bastard!

- Don't tempt me, wench!

- [Edwin] Ida!

Ah!

- [Ida] Be still boy, be still!

- [Edwin] No, no, no!

- [Ida] Be still!

- No!

- [Ida] Be still, be still!

- I'm blinded!

That bitch stuck

a stick in my eye!

- [Lillian] Good!

- [Ida] Be quiet!

[Edwin wails]

- Get up, I said.

Get up, I said.

That's an order!

It's the witch's doing.

Get back to the fire.

All of you!

I want the camp cleared now!

[wind whistling]

- The Angles have

killed my brother.

I will not rest until every

one of them is buried.

- [Ida] You two look tired.

- There's a large tower about

half a day's march from here.

- How many?

- Maybe as many as 20, 25,

all living in one big hall.

The hall is built on stilts

and pushes out onto the lake.

There's a short wooden causeway

that connects the

hall to the shore.

- You think we could take

it and hold it for winter?

- Easily.

We only saw about

four or five old men.

There rest are

women and children.

- Get some rest.

We'll move out when

this cloud breaks.

[birds chirping]

[Ethne screaming]

[Fingal shushing]

[fire crackling]

- This is my niece Ethne.

Don't be afraid.

She's just a slave I

freed along the way.

Ethne.

You'll come with me

and carry my weapons.

- She's a child.

Leave her behind

with your people.

I'll go in her place.

- Why would you do that?

- So you have something

to trade for your wife.

This is not my country.

I could never be happy here.

At least with the Angles I

have a chance of escaping

back to Londinium.

- What if they don't want you?

- Oh, they'll want me.

Ethne.

Was one of them

as tall as a tree,

and one of them couldn't speak?

- Do you know them?

- They're Frythold's cousins.

They came to this

country together.

Ida, their leader, has

been trying to bed me

for the last two years.

Angles live for sport.

They know someone'll

come after them

to trade for their hostages.

They're counting on it.

I know how to please soldiers

when they're far from home.

But it's gonna

cost more than me.

You have to take

coins and spoil.

- If that's the way it's

to be, then so be it.

But don't expect me or

Ethne to be grateful.

You're every bit one of them.

[tranquil music]

- You'd make a good father.

- I'm a soldier, lady.

- Maybe it's time

you became a farmer.

- With savages

intent on robbery?

- Well.

Treat a dog badly

and it will bite you.

- I don't need any

of your Eastern talk.

Angles will not be happy until

they've taken all our land.

- Why don't you

share it with them?

- And be made slaves?

Our people are free, and we

will fight for our freedom.

Just as your people have

fought since Moses' time.

- That's man's talk.

What about the girl's future.

Where's her mother?

- She died of the yellow plague.

- [Jessica] The plague came

as far as this distant place?

- There's no hiding

from something

that is carried in the wind.

In this land, you will

see the work of many,

but the land is

bare of people now.

The Angles are

constantly reinforced

with fresh immigrants.

To defeat them, our scales

must fall on ten men.

I'm most valuable as a warrior,

to fight those who

oppose my people.

- You're not driven by

self-interest and revenge

like all other men?

- I live by a code of honour.

If I did not live by that

code, you'd be dead, aye.

Get some sleep.

[tense music]

- Fesh Cuma, fesh cuma,

we come as friends.

It is Fingal, brother of Dougal!

I have his daughter here, he's

been killed by the Angles.

- You're not welcome

here, Fingal!

- Roderick, the

civil war is over!

At least show us some

Celtic hospitality.

[ethereal music]

- [Roderick] I lost

three sons in the war.

- [Jessica] You can't blame

the soldier for that, Chief.

- [Roderick] I've seen nothing

in him that impresses me.

- Why do you

despise him so much?

- He's the father

of my granddaughter.

- [Jessica] But she

calls him uncle!

- She doesn't know.

He went to war and left

my daughter pregnant.

His brother married her and

raised the child as his own.

- Does he know this?

- No.

He was gone eight years and

returned with a Roman wife.

She brought the yellow

plague with her.

It destroyed our way of life.

The Angles can do what

they please with her.

It is the will of God.

- So will you not help

him to get her back.

- If God is good,

God will help him.

- I pity you people.

You are bitter and divided.

With your little secrets,

you're no match for the Angles.

- The Angles will never come

in sufficient

numbers to defeat us.

- You are so wrong, Chief.

I have seen their keels.

They hold 40 men.

They come every day from

Denmark and Germania.

They are organised

and hungry for land.

- The spirits of our

ancestors would protect us.

- Your spirits have not

helped you up to now, Chief.

I think it is wise to

enlist Fingal on your side.

It's time to settle

your differences.

- You're a strange being.

You sound like a woman,

yet talk like a man.

- Make no mistake,

Chief, I am a woman.

[intense drumming]

- [Man] Angles!

- Is that them?

- Yes.

It's Ida and his brother Aelle.

- How many are in their band?

- He has four other

half-brothers.

They'll be hiding

somewhere in the trees.

- You still willing

to be traded?

- Yes.

- What do you want?

- We've come to

talk to your chief.

- I'll do the talking.

- We want food and tributes,

or we will kill everyone.

- You won't kill one

of your own, would you?

- That's cousin

Frythold's woman.

- Your comrades are dead!

- Leave this to me.

What do you want for her?

- Any of our women you have.

- Trade the Roman witch

and be rid of her,

and we can come back

and slaughter them all.

- We don't have

any of your women.

But if you give her up,

we will go away in peace.

- You'll have to

come and get her.

- What are we gonna do now?

- Shut it, Aelle.

This Celt's a fool.

- If you don't hand her over,

we'll set fire to your hall.

- Come now, lads.

Leave the civilians out of this.

We are fighting men.

I'll fight your champion.

If he wins, you can have her.

If not, give us what hostages

you have and leave our land.

- I told you this

Celt is a fool.

You will fight our

champion Aethelric.

My men will prepare the ground.

Make sure the Roman is

bound and kept hidden

until after the match.

- Aethelric has never lost.

- There's a first

time for everything.

[dramatic drumming]

- There'll be no punching,

kicking, or gouging.

First to two falls, wins.

To the death!

- [Angle Man] Come

on, Aethelric!

- [Angle Man] Aethelric!

- [Angle Man] Come on!

- [Angle Man] Aethelric!

[men cheer]

- [Angle Man] Come on!

- First fall to our man.

- [Angles] Yes!

- Aethelric!

[men cheering]

[Aethelric grunts]

- [Angle Man] That's it, boy!

[grunting]

[men cheering]

[grunting]

[men cheering]

[grunting]

[bone snapping]

[Fingal groans]

- Where is your honour?

You lost the match!

- [Ulph] What are

we doing here, Ida?

- [Ida] Let him have it, Ulph.

- [Jessica] Give him his wife!

- [Ida] Pull in

your spears, men!

- Fingal!

- Look lads, it's

her soldier man.

- He won the fight

fair and square.

- I'm a fair man.

Which one do you want, Celt?

The Roman or the Jew?

- You're a long way from home.

- Give back the witch, Ida.

She's been enough

trouble already.

- Quiet Ulph!

I'm sorry friend, but I

can't let you have both.

I need one of them to

keep me warm this winter.

- Give him his wife or I'll

charge you with falsehood,

light seven candles,

and heap the curses

of your gods upon you.

- Oh, I like a bit of spirit.

And you will go with me freely?

- Yes.

- Then it is settled.

We will wait in the

trees until dusk.

Bring whatever food

and tribute you have.

And your pretty wife

will be returned to you.

You have my word.

Move out!

[sad music]

- We have made our bargain.

Now give me my wife!

- Hussa, give him the Roman.

[Lillian grunts]

- [Ulph] Wench!

Wench.

Bloody wench.

- [Angle Man] Roman bitch!

[spear whistling]

- Lillian!

[sad music]

[Fingal sobbing]

- I'm sorry.

I've always brought

you bad luck, didn't I?

- I've never been here.

I've always been at war.

- Oh, it's not that.

Since I married you.

everything is going dark.

I'm dying!

I'm dying!

[breathing heavily] You've

made me happy, very happy.

I love you.

I think I.

[sad music]

[intense drumming]

- [Ida] Ulph!

You have undone my word!

- Coming at her,

she's already cost us.

[Ida grunts]

- It's over!

She's dead!

- [Ida] Later.

[sad music]

- How are you, son?

- Where's God now?

- It is evil they have done.

- I never truly loved

her the way she loved me.

Even in death.

She never cursed me.

- You must sit with the living.

How are your wounds?

- Well enough.

- We have spoken and agreed

you must liberate the Jew.

- Why?

- She is pure of spirit.

She showed us that she

is prepared to sacrifice

her freedom for you.

It is your creed to fight

slavery where you see it.

It is your duty as a

warrior to liberate her.

These Angles must pay

for their treachery.

Now that I have seen their ways,

I believe that we shall

all die at their hands

if we do not fight.

- I'm only one man.

- We have a gift that will

give you the strength of 10.

- This is the sword of

the great chief Kaneda.

He died when you were a boy.

He entrusted it to me

and bade me keep it,

until the day our

people find a warrior

who will lead them

wisely into the future.

- I am not that man.

- If you are not that

man, then the gods

have deserted [speaks

foreign language].

- Let it be none,

there is only one god.

It is a god of our

own saint Nanyu.

And only He that

we shall worship.

- It is agreed.

- Then in the name of God.

I will be your warrior.

[birds chirping]

- I have something

to say to you.

- Grandfather Roderick told me.

- Told you what?

- That I will stay with

him if you don't return.

- I will return.

- Will you be a

good father to me?

- I'll be the best

father in all Caledon.

- I love you.

- I love you too, Ethne.

- Mama told me you were

my papa before she died.

- Aye, aye.

- If you find Jessica,

can she stay with us, too.

- We'll see.

- The Angles were

seen yesterday heading

for the high country.

- Without a guide,

they won't find a way

across the mountains.

I'll catch them.

- Take this.

You may need it to

buy some friends.

- Ethne.

You take care of

your grandfather.

[melancholy music]

[upbeat music]

[laughing]

[paper tearing]

- How much is it worth?

- They're Christian.

It's worth its weight in coin.

- I'll buy me a dress.

- So we're just

gonna let them go.

- They're lost.

We'll pick them off one by one.

[dark music]

[ethereal music]

- It's impossible to get

a bearing in this land.

It's always cloudy.

- Maybe it'll clear tonight

and we can see the stars.

- When are we going home?

- Shut up, Edwin.

I'm tired of your moaning.

I wish you were a

mute like Hussa.

- Get her to get some

wood for the fire.

We'll camp here tonight.

- This place is wide open.

Fire'll be seen for miles.

We should make

camp in them trees.

- Haven't you noticed?

We're being followed.

Three of them.

I saw 'em this morning.

- Celts?

- Picts.

- Picts?

That means we're going

north, not south.

- Edwin's right, Ida.

What's the sport in this?

- If we march northwards

another few days,

then strike east, in three days

we'll reach the German Sea.

- Then what?

- We'll commandeer a

boat and sail home.

- Just like that?

- Look, we're short on numbers.

If Frythold hadn't been killed,

we wouldn't be in this position.

- You shouldn't have let

that Celt fight Aethelric.

- Edwin's right, Ida.

We should've taken that whore

and settled there for Winter.

It would've been easy to defend.

- You said it was easy to take.

A few old men and the rest

women and children [laughs].

- The Celt must've

shown up later.

- Enough!

We are warriors.

Woden is testing our courage.

- We're going to

the hidden world.

- Shut up, Edwin!

You're a disgrace to our family.

- [Ida] Hussa, you'll

take the first watch.

[upbeat music]

- Don't get up.

I've come to join you.

- He's one.

- Are you a Christian?

- Why, you want a bedtime story?

- She wants a new dress.

- How much would you

give us for this?

- Where'd you get that?

- Pay us for it,

and we'll tell you.

- I'm all out of

trust these days.

Why don't you just tell me?

- Her mother left it

to her when she died.

[laughs]

- Pull the other one.

You stole it.

- Ah, I did not.

He did.

- I did not, you hag.

The cyclops threw it away.

- Where was this?

- Half a day back that way.

- That way?

- No, they've been running

in circles for two days now.

They're actually camped

up that way, in the open.

- Can you guide me?

- It'll cost you.

- You still haven't

bought the book.

- Lead me to their

camp, and I'll give you

all the coin I have.

- Why don't we take his

coin and keep the book?

- I wouldn't try it.

I'm sure you are pretty

handy with those weapons.

But I warn you, you're

no match for me.

Why don't you just point

me in the direction

the Angles are camped?

Thank you.

[laughing]

[tranquil music]

- Get the fire going, girl.

- My name's Jessica.

- I know your name.

- You soldiers are all the same.

No manners.

- Aye, that's what

the wife says.

But I wouldn't dare

kick her out of bed.

You've met my wife, Frida.

- Yes, she's as fat as a pig.

- Why do you think

I'm away so much.

Tell me, girl.

Why did you save the

Celt from being killed?

- He spared my life.

Now we're even.

- You should've let us kill him.

- He's the best

fighter I've ever seen.

- Better than me?

- Yes.

- Why didn't he kill you

when he captured you?

- He needed someone to

carry his war tribute.

- He had some fine things.

Here, take this.

- I can't.

- This was meant

for the dead woman.

- It's yours.

When we make camp

tonight, you can wear it

and dance for me.

- When are we

getting out of here?

This place gives me the chills.

[sad music]

[upbeat Celtic music]

[screaming]

- Where's Edwin?

- He'll catch up.

- Hussa, go back and

help Edwin with his load.

Here, take this.

[laughing]

[foreboding music]

- Hussa!

- [Ida] Edwin.

- It's Picts!

They use axes!

- Get yourself together, Aelle.

- Shut it, Ida!

You're leading us to our deaths.

- He's right, Ida.

This is grim.

I'm going back the way we came.

Aelle, Hussa.

I don't see anything.

- [Aelle] He's not making sense.

- Whatever it is, he

doesn't wanna go that way.

- It's the Celt, isn't it Hussa?

- [Jessica] He's pursuing us.

- [Ida] That's all we need.

- [Ulph] How far to the ocean?

- [Ida] That'd be two days.

- Can we slow him up?

- We'll set some

traps along the way.

Come, let's move.

And stay together.

Move out!

[upbeat Celtic music]

[fire crackling]

- Don't get up.

- What do you want?

- First, you can

start by handing over

my dress and jewels.

- They're mine.

- You can hand them over

or I can tan your backside.

- Are you gonna let him

talk to me like that?

- Hey, oh ho!

I've been wanting to do

that for a long time now.

Give him the dress

back, sweetums.

[Pict woman crying]

- [Pict Woman] You

can have your dress.

- You're gonna help

me catch the Angles.

- It'll cost ya.

- Chief, we're hired.

[foreboding music]

- [Cole] I've even

recited to kings.

- Aye, dead ones.

He talks to the

stones, you know.

[Fingal laughs]

- [Pict Woman] He

only humours him

because he's my younger brother.

- I'm older than him!

- He is not!

- And I've got more

teeth than you.

- He has not.

- [Fingal] Cole.

- What?

- Trees are bent.

We'll go around this place.

- Don't be cuckoo.

If we go around that way,

it's gonna put half

a day out of our way.

Ugh, there's nothing

to be afraid of.

I know the way.

[low thudding]

[screaming]

- Stay back!

The whole way is rigged.

- We can't leave him

there for the crows.

- It's not always possible

to bury the slain.

Show me a way around this place.

[sad music]

The girl is helping us.

- [Pict Man] Where

are they headed?

- Don't ask me.

- [Pict Man] They must

be headed for somewhere.

- Back across the sea, I hope.

- The sea.

Of course.

- How much time did we lose

by going around the traps?

- A quarter sun.

If they've headed

back across the moor,

you'll never find them among

the mists of the high peaks.

- They cannot be

travelling as fast as us.

They must be in sight.

Come on, get yourselves up.

- You're a hard man, mister.

- You think the traps got him?

- Nah.

- Why are we so scared of him?

- There's four of us.

- He's the hunter.

We're the prey.

- So why don't we hunt

him and be done with it.

- I'm for that!

Hussa?

- He'll kill you all.

- Shut it, Jessica.

Maybe you're right, Aelle.

I'm sick of looking

over me shoulder.

- That's more like it, Ida!

- Yeah.

We'll string him up.

We owe him that for Aethelric.

- We'll need some bait.

- What?

- We go a job for you.

- This is far as we go.

- We go no farther.

- Thank you.

- [Pict Woman] Let's

go and bury my brother.

[bird screeching]

[upbeat drum music]

[men grunting]

- [Ulph] Admit it, Ida.

We lost.

- [Ida] I won't give in.

We'll reach the sea.

- [Ulph] We're in a bad way.

- We'll make it.

Once over these mountains,

we'll see the sea.

- You better be right, Ida.

Or I'm gonna kill ya.

- What's the matter

with you, Ulph?

Since we've started this raid,

you've been at my throat.

- I'm getting too

old for this, Ida.

Why don't we settle

down and pay others

to fight for us?

- [Ida] We'd be sending

them out to die.

If the Celts didn't kill

them, the land would.

- [Ulph] Look at us.

And what're we

gonna do with her?

- We'll let her go

when we reach the sea.

That Celt!

He doesn't know when to give up.

Come on, let's lose

him in the clouds.

[melancholy music]

♪ The grass and

mountains I have seen ♪

♪ Sights beyond my

wildest dreams ♪

♪ Beyond the valleys there's

a place I call home ♪

♪ Where I

♪ Where I

♪ Where I feel so un-alone

♪ Where I feel so un-alone

♪ Un-Alone

- Where's the sea then, Ida?

- [Ida] It's gotta be somewhere.

- There's nothing

but more mountains!

[Ida grunting]

- [Ida] Don't do this.

- Take your sword out.

I'm gonna kill ya.

[grunts]

- [Ida] You can't beat me.

You never will.

- [Aelle] Ida, Ulph! [groans]

- Hussa, stop 'em!

[grunting]

- Woden!

[fighters grunting]

- Come on, get it on with.

- To the death.

[grunting]

Die!

You shouldn't have killed

her, little brother.

[both scream]

[breathes heavily]

Anyone else?

Aelle?

Hussa?

What's the matter with you all?

Have you nothing to say?

I just killed our brother.

You.

You think I'm a fool.

- I think nothing.

- I am a fool.

I'm going down this

mountain to find the sea.

You can all rot here with Ulph.

- Ida!

Ida!

[ethereal music]

[water burbling]

- Ah, I'm slowing you down.

I'm not gonna make it.

- Don't talk that way, Aelle.

Let me rest, Ida.

- We must keep moving.

- I know, it's bad.

Give me an axe and a spear.

- No Aelle.

I'm not leaving you.

- Can't you see he's dying.

- What do you care?

- Each man should be allowed

his own way to go to heaven.

- Right Ida.

At least let me

die like a warrior.

- Go now.

I will wait for the Celt.

[tranquil music]

Wounded by war.

Worn by wounding.

High in the hills,

hankering for home.

Wrestled from women,

wrenched from wenching.

The weary warrior stands alone.

Blooded by battle,

axe blade broken,

spear shaft smashed,

helmet hewn.

Chanting war cries,

stirring the sleeping.

The warrior waits,

bereft of blood.

Thirsty for fighting,

hungry for hunting,

slinging of shields,

singing of swords,

proud in his posture,

brave in his bearing.

The warrior relishes

fighting his foes.

[screams]

[intense drumming]

- What took you so long, Celt?

The gods are waiting for me.

- Well they won't have

much longer to wait.

[grunting]

[metal clanking]

[tranquil music]

- Get up, girl.

- I can't go any further.

- Look.

We have one chance.

- What have I got to live for?

- Another 20 years of slavery?

- Look, I will free you.

I will desert my pig of a wife.

Marry you.

[Jessica laughs]

[metal clanking]

- What's wrong?

- It's not the Germanic Sea.

- Well what sea is it?

- It must be the western ocean.

[Jessica laughs]

- So we've been travelling

the wrong way all this time?

Oh, you're some leader, Ida.

- Quiet!

We can still steal a small boat

and sail northwards round

to the Germanic Sea.

- In Winter?

You'll drown us all.

Give up, Ida, you're beaten.

Maybe they'll spare you

and hold you in chains

until you're ransomed.

- After what Ulph

did to the Roman?

- What about him?

What does he think?

- Well Hussa, what should we do?

- [laughs] Angles

are men of the sea!

Isn't that right, Hussa?

Yeah, let's move out.

Move it!

[dark music]

[intense drumming]

Let's go!

I've waited a long

time for this.

Woden!

- Aye, prepare to

meet your god Angle.

[metal clanking]

[Ida groans]

[metal clanking]

- No!

Hussa.

[metal clinking]

[Ida groans]

- [Fingal] Your gods

spare you, Angle.

- You're a strange man.

- What do I do with you now?

- Free me?

- And let you go to Judea?

- If you wish.

- I brought this for my wife.

I want you to have it.

- I couldn't wear that.

- Then all this has

been for nothing.

[tranquil music]

♪ Oh God, you are my God

♪ And I long after you

♪ My soul is thirsting, aching

♪ And empty through

♪ I have seen you

in my sanctuary ♪

♪ And know you're

power and might ♪

♪ And on my bed, I lie

♪ Who watches all the night

♪ Oh Lord, your

love and kindness ♪

♪ Are more than I can think

♪ I will rejoice and sing it

♪ The shadow on your wing

[upbeat music]

♪ Yee-Haw

♪ Yahoo!

♪ Hide a biddle a hide a

biddle a hide a biddle a hi ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide a

biddle a hide a biddle a hi ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide a

biddle a hide a biddle a hi ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide

a biddle a yahoo ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide a

biddle a hide a biddle a hi ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide a

biddle a hide a biddle a hi ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide a

biddle a hide a biddle a hi ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide

a biddle a ho ho ho ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide a

biddle a hide a biddle a he ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide a

biddle a hide a biddle a he ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide a

biddle a hide a biddle a he ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide

a herd da hill da hey ♪

♪ Hide a biddle a hide

a herd da hill da her ♪

[singing gibberish]