Viking Siege (2017) - full transcript

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Curse these lands.

And 1,000 curses

upon you, foul God!

I didn't mean it!

This is a tale of carnal

barbarity with an arable twist,

I call it I Put It

In Her Pumpkin Patch.

Aetheled, I think these

beasts have had enough wine.

They aren't

getting any drunker.

Get everyone into position.

No quarter.

No quarter.

Wine, cheese.

Think about things used to be.

This is so much better.

More wine?

Careless whore.

I'm all sticky here.

I need to get out of

these sodden robes.

Ah.

Ah.

I think she likes you, brother.

How about some

more mead instead?

Miranda, some more

mead for the gentleman.

Rather touchy, these

harlots of yours.

What happened to the friendly

girls you sent us last month?

She's new.

Daisy.

I'll see you shortly, my lady.

Indeed you will.

Look at them there, an

old man and his idiots.

We should be feasting

my ascension not theirs.

Oh it is a travesty, but

your time will come, brother.

Oh it will

brother, oh it will.

Do you know how difficult it is?

To run a celebration of magnitude

of Silas's meager budget?

One day, I will be in charge.

But until that day

comes, why not celebrate.

Eat, drink, imbibe, indulge.

And as the Saint Friar

Brotherhood proclaimed,

let's get fucked.

♪ He died

♪ He died

♪ He died

Thank you, very much.

I never dreamed

we'd get this close.

The Head Abbott and his

lackey are mine, understood?

I remember.

Aetheled, where is your sister?

Please, please, I don't

normally get the pretty girls.

This is very, very,

very exciting for me.

And no, but we shouldn't,

we shouldn't be down here.

No, no, there's a, there's

steps, there's a room down here.

- Yes, yes, shh, shh.

- Sleeping quarters.

Shh, brother.

Brother, brother.

Eggbert.

Brother Eggbert.

- Yes

- Yes.

What I have is just for you.

Watch it harlot, or I will

songs of your damned clumsiness

that will last an age.

Ah.

You can start with that

lute player if you like?

I might.

Oh, way to go!

Don't worry,

it's gonna be fine.

Just stay close me or Rosalind.

Your sister is missing.

I'm not waiting any longer.

Seren can catch up.

Alright you bastards?

Alright you bastards!

Yeah, chicken!

I want chicken!

Wine, give me all the wine.

I want all of the wine.

Ooh.

You intending

staying the night?

I mean this is great, but,

I mean I think I prefer

Thaddeus's breakfasts.

Ah.

Where are the um?

Thaddeus?

Where are the knives?

Ah.

Brother Thadeus,

I think has been mixing

mead with his wine again.

Has anyone seen my good

friend Brother Eggbert?

There is a

Lord out there now.

Yeah, we'll

add him to the list too.

We might have been

able to get away

with killing a few monks,

but that is a Lord,

it changes everything.

Look I'm gonna carry

on with my little plan

- and you're gonna just...

- No.

Just stay away from them.

I need time to think.

Wench.

Oi, chicken.

Where did you get

these girls from?

What news from the west?

Have you not seen the flames?

Brannuck, burned.

Surely not, men, men

have tried it never works.

Yeah well, we got

it right this time.

Go see for yourself.

Give us that.

What is that?

Real man.

Fuck off harlot.

Wait.

What is this?

Wine.

That is not wine.

That is wine.

This is blood.

This is the one.

I saw her go off with Brother

Eggbert and Brother Thaddeus.

Eggbert?

It is blood on her

garments my Lord.

Who's blood is this?

I tell you.

I should warn you.

Captain Howe is very

sensitive about being lied to.

Try again.

This is indeed blood.

And one of our knives.

Let's make this cunt talk.

Whore.

Where are the brothers?

Tell me!

Let's see if this whore

has the skill to do

trade without a face.

Now.

Ah, stop!

Stop, no, stop.

Fucking hell.

- Thaddeus.

- No, no.

Come on Thaddeus.

- No, no.

- Thaddeus you're stupid.

Move, Thaddeus.

- I just want to...

- Get out of the way.

Get in, get in.

You?

I mean.

We killed you.

We, we killed all of you.

You don't, you

don't have to kill.

You don't have to.

Ah, please don't, please.

I've been looking for you.

Come here.

Spread 'em.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Its okay.

Shh, shh.

I can't do this.

I don't want to die.

Remember me?

This is for calling me a cunt.

Thaddeus, where did

you find these harlots?

The purple faced wench said

she'd give me a discount.

- I've already been...

- Shut up.

We need to get word to my

father and he can send help.

I want the head of

everyone of those bitches,

mounted on the wall

on fucking spikes.

Would you stop

that fucking panting?

Get in the corner, you

crying little wimp.

Silas, shut him up.

Let me

out of here please.

It is all over, there is

no need for more violence.

Please come out

and we can discuss

an appropriate conclusion

to this little imbroglio.

You can trust us.

They're

gonna kill us.

They're gonna kill us all.

Dear Lord.

What do these women want?

I dunno.

Hello ladies, what

can I do for you?

I would very much

like for you to come out

and speak with me.

I'm sure you can understand

that's not exactly an

attractive proposition for us.

I think we'll stay in here,

if it's all the same to you.

You do seem tightly

sealed in there.

However we have

fire and patience.

No one would object to

more meat under the flame.

Get me

out of here please.

Get me out of here.

Get me out of here please.

Please.

Whatever it takes.

Stand firm brother,

God will deliver us.

Shut your fucking mouth.

Remember your place.

Now gets some clothes on,

you're embarrassing yourself.

You do not shut the fuck up,

I will cut your dick off

and feed it to my dogs.

Listen carefully.

I am the Lord Robert Osmund.

If you don't know who I am,

then you should know

who my father is.

He's the Earl of these lands.

Now, your fight is

with these gentleman,

not with me, is that correct?

Hmm.

So you can agree that this is

a difficult situation

for the both of us.

Cowering like rats.

Quite.

But regardless, I think that

we can come to some agreement

that satisfies us both.

And what might

that arrangement be?

I open this door.

And I leave without

further conflict

with you or your people.

And if this door

remains open, so be it.

That sounds

entirely satisfying.

My Lord, what is the plan?

Shut up.

Stay close to me, that's all.

Okay.

We're coming out!

No, no, no, no, no!

I'll fucking kill her,

I'll fucking kill her.

Get out of my way.

Calm down.

I'll fucking kill her.

You fuck.

I can take care of it.

Brother.

I can feel his cock on me.

Silence Jezzabelle.

Brother.

You're fucking up my plan.

Remember?

Tell me why you're here?

They took our

families, sold them.

We're here to...

We're here to take

their lives as revenge.

Yeah I know, I

don't care about that.

That's two favors

I've done for you.

I think you should let me go.

Your sword, drop it.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

You kill us, you'll never

see your families again.

They are all dead.

Your family may be dead.

What of the others?

- We can work...

- Be silent.

You kill me now and

you'll never know.

Never.

Live with that if you please.

Why doesn't

she listen to him?

We should

let him speak.

He's lying.

He must die.

Aetheled.

We should

let him speak.

He is lying.

He must die.

That ring, where

did you get it?

This particular individual

would've been

traded to north men.

Taken to their lands I presume.

Presume?

He knows nothing.

No.

At dawn, there is a boat

arriving from the north.

We sold them to Skilding.

You trade with the

Skilding on my land?

Yes.

Do you speak their language?

We had an interpreter.

Brother Selwyn.

Him.

None of them can help us.

No, no, no, we can.

We can.

Trade needs no words.

Just goods.

What goods?

I might be able

to help with that.

Which of you beasts

has keys to the cells?

It looks like

we're staying over.

Get these pigs out of my sight.

Oh hello darling,

you missed us?

Oh you listen

'ere now good girl,

you gotta set us

free now alright?

You set us free right,

and we'll forget that

fucked off last time.

Yeah?

Is this really necessary?

This is for your protection.

Yeah of course it is.

I know who this is.

Brutus Skargil of Hilvenstoe.

I am gonna fuck

you up the ass.

What can I say?

My people love me apparently.

Didn't I have you beheaded?

I mean I certainly meant

to have him beheaded.

May I ask you gentleman

how you found yourselves

in this predicament?

It was those bastards

upstairs wasn't it?

Invited us in for an ale,

had a couple of drinks and

then we're all floored.

Yeah, I'm no bastard

lightweight either.

I barely got started and I was

out after a single serving.

Drugged my monks,

that's how they do it.

Do what?

The brothers were going

to sell you as slaves,

to the Skilding.

Can you believe that?

What the fuck

did you just say?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy love.

I'm gonna cut that tongue

of yours, out of your head.

This tongue's done a lot more

than master 1,000 languages.

Come on Brutus,

I'm right here.

Shut up.

Shackle the Lord.

Thanks.

A boat of north men

will be more formidable

than the Lord's guards.

Yes, these men,

particularly a Lord,

could be bartered.

Bartered for what?

Let us go now.

Yeah let us go,

you fucking bitch.

Here lads listen up.

There's a good price

on this mans head.

And you get it as soon

as we get out of here,

how does that sound?

What's going on?

The north men, talk.

They'll approach from the sea.

Not on a night like tonight.

I told you, he lies.

No, no, no, no, it's true.

They arrive at dawn.

You're one of them.

You, you don't.

I'm in a band.

I'll play you a song.

Fuck.

No, please, please.

Everybody needs an instrument.

I knew he was stalling.

More guests.

None are expected.

My mead guy came on Wednesday.

They're on about something.

Hmm.

I don't understand

what you're saying.

I don't understand.

Fuck this.

Daisy.

I don't

speak your language.

Oh, these aren't your friends.

I think they're

looking for a boat.

Boat, boat?

There are none.

Boat?

Are you okay?

Hmm-mm.

Are you sure?

Yeah I'm fine.

They would be proud of you.

We'll see.

They don't seem happy with

what they saw down there.

It's definitely not a way out.

It's just some rocks for

us to get smashed against.

Any luck finding out

why they're here?

Maybe we should get that

translator from downstairs?

Take him with you.

Oi.

Oi.

Boat.

Ah.

No.

You've gotta tap there.

Tap where?

The rock.

The rock.

Are you trying to rip me off?

What with

pebbles and bits of twig?

You can buy a lot of

twigs where I come from.

How's your leg?

Better than your

fucking ass is gonna be

when I get these chains

off your bastard.

Who's this dickhead now?

It's our Skilding

captors I presume.

I don't think so lads.

So you do

speak their language?

A little, I've been around.

I suppose this makes me a

more valuable trade, don't it?

Now!

Easy darling.

On your toes.

I'm

very sorry, you know.

Keep your

distance, understand?

Hmm-mm.

Oh, tough punters

these ain't they?

Shame they haven't

obviously met an experienced

finger smith before though eh?

What the fucks a finger smith?

Time we

made a sharp exit eh?

What the fuck is that?

They want a boat.

We don't have boats.

We're not, we're not sailors.

We're men of the cloth.

He seems to question

your manhood, brother.

What do they want with a boat?

To simply leave these lands.

There's a boat coming at dawn.

It's coming, it's

crewed by your...

My head.

I paid good money

for you bitches

and all you do is beat me up.

When the other

Skilding get here.

Skilding?

I think what he's

trying to say, brother,

these are no Skilding.

They're uh, Volsom.

And they've been at war

with your Skilding friends

for years apparently.

Skilding.

Okay, uh, that's

something about

pulling eyes out of sockets

and uh, pissing in them.

No, he means fucking them.

In the eye sockets.

How romantic.

Huh?

Skilding.

When will your

Skilding dogs arrive?

Dawn, they arrive at dawn.

Well that solves

my problem at least.

What did he say?

He said he'll

slay the Skilding,

take their boat

and leave for home.

You can speak to them?

These Skilding?

We need you to speak

to the Skilding for us.

Get information.

Make words for you.

The cunt that left

us here chained,

to trade, no, no, no, to barter,

those are the words

you use aren't they?

I'd rather have a rusty

sword shoved up my ass.

That can be arranged.

Currently we are all

united with the same concern.

I would have done.

- I made a big mistake.

- Do you ever think?

I didn't think.

I thought they

were gonna be on our side.

- What's going on?

- Shh.

Look, we need you to help us.

Don't quote me on this,

but I think he's saying

tree bastard and he's gonna

let them in or something.

- I can't...

- Why?

Something about thinning

numbers or something.

I can't quite work it out.

Oh shit.

Right now.

We need to get

away from the door.

Get away from that door.

Now!

- Oh yes.

- Oh it's beautiful.

Lads, please just uncuff me.

Just take the keys, put them

in the cuffs, unlock them.

We'll leave, go

our separate ways.

It's straightforward, please.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh yeah, alright, alright.

Nice stuff with all

the Brutus thing.

But I'm gonna be well on my toes

with this being legal

entrapment and stuff.

Please, let me out.

- Could you just...

- Oh, look.

Hey, that was mine that.

No it's not.

Is it yours, is it?

Yes.

Is that yours?

No.

Oh that's mine that is.

What the fuck was that?

The Lord's guard

come to rescue us?

You're an idiot Thaddeus.

No one knows of our predicament.

The Lord's guard

with their leftovers.

Our only hope are

the Skilding traders.

Gentleman, apologies.

Things seem to be

coming to an end

and I was wondering

whether I would see coin

for this evening's work.

I will sing songs of your

generosity and bravery

in memoriam of course.

You think these raiders

want to be entertained

you numpt-headed fool.

You share our fate.

What?

What?

What is going on?

I have no idea

who is at the door,

but they're coming in.

Do as he says.

Sword.

Barricade the doors

once they're in.

Be ready.

Aetheled,

he's getting back up!

Barricade the doors, now.

Use the cart.

Oi, oi, move it!

Fuck!

I'll do it.

Fucking bastards.

I'm fucking gonna cut

your fucking gizzards out,

you cunty fucks.

Fuck!

No, no.

Fuck.

Help, help, help me.

Oh God, help me!

I beg you please help me.

What the fuck?

Come on.

Fuck!

Please make it stop!

Now listen carefully

Brutus old boy.

Oh help me!

Ow!

Aim for the eyes.

Oh, who let him out?

You're not clear yet.

I've got one trapped downstairs.

He suggests we finish it off.

Finish off.

What are they?

Let's find out.

We have to leave

now, while it's clear.

We need to know what's on

the other side of those doors

before we make our escape.

We need to go now,

they're gonna kill us.

Be silent you imbecile.

- We're going to die here.

- We're not gonna die.

Just calm yourself down.

You're not thinking

of putting me back

in there are you?

Seren.

Leave it.

Come on the bastard.

Seren stop it.

It's not interested in us.

Oh dear.

Now, you wouldn't

know this about us,

but we're not the

forgiving sort.

Where's our coin?

And several sacks of powder,

and I want them and all.

I'm gonna cut your dick

off, give me the knife.

He fucking will and all.

Oh aye he will, open

it me for me Davin.

Hey listen lads,

these two here are more

than a bit of coin to us.

Now listen, we'll give you

a little nick on the cheek,

to get your attention.

Now you're gonna

tell me exactly where

that secret passage is alright?

This one is mine.

I'll trade you for

the fat, nude one.

Come with me.

You must be the one

that took my keys.

Easy doll, it's

nothing personal.

Ask him what's going on?

These demons only

want them, why?

He says never mind that.

He wants to know if there's

another way in or out

that isn't swarming

with tree bastards.

The south wall

to the seafront,

but he already knows that.

A way out?

Walter, we'll take it.

It is no way out.

This filth aren't in

possession of any boat.

We can swim.

Your bodies will be

crushed against the rocks.

Have you seen the weather?

I don't care for

your opinion woman.

Where's this exit?

In the basement, near the

cells is a small passageway.

It leads to the docks.

He requests that you stay.

He wants you to

be human shields.

Human shields?

Yeah, yeah,

fantastic, great idea.

He can fuck off.

Tell him after we've gone.

Come on Dav.

Do I look like a

human shield to you?

He's a big fan of yours, that's

all you need to know love.

Boat.

Boat.

Boat.

You owe us an explanation.

Speak.

If we're going to survive

this night, you must...

I do no favors for you wench.

In case you forget, you

left us in there to trade.

As slaves.

Watch yourself, I've buried

far stronger men than you.

Put that fucking toy down.

I have no warnings, so

consider yourself special.

Are you so foolish

that you fail to see just

how useful I am to you.

Your threats are

fucking hollow wench.

I only need your tongue.

Wait, wait, just wait.

Alright look, one thing

has been established.

We do not trust you, or you.

And you don't trust us,

nor should you I suppose.

But one thing is

pretty fucking clear.

We've all got bigger

problems to deal with.

Now talk.

Oh, on second thought.

I reckon we can do it.

It's look a bit rough.

No it'll be fine.

Where we gonna swim to?

We don't have to swim far.

Just out and round a bit

and in a bit, it'll be fine.

Fuck this, I'm off.

Come on!

Come on!

Fucking hell.

Davin!

Dav!

Davin!

Bugger this.

He says they're not demons,

they're cursed men.

They protect the

Talisman of Thorns.

Treasure, resting

in a place of.

Resting in a place

of darkness, death.

The Volsom

ventured to these lands but...

His boat.

And all his men, gone.

As they made

their way south there was.

There were tales of fire

in the sky, west of here.

The place of death.

Plants alive.

Rending the flesh of men.

Brannuck.

Brannuck.

I was born there.

Delivered from the skies,

that's what they said.

Eight winters ago,

I was only little

but I remember it.

I remember the sound of it.

The thunder, it was so loud,

and the light, blinding.

I thought it was gonna

be the end of the world.

My mother.

My mother.

My father tried to

take Brannuck once.

Unsuccessfully.

Lost a lot of men that day.

And those that came back,

they were not fit

to serve my father.

I mean these men were

broken and twisted, insane.

They'd tell these stories.

These, strange stories

about men taking on men.

Men becoming one with

the desolate landscape.

I found the stories funny.

Why wouldn't I?

I mean, why would I

believe these mad men?

They're entertainment

to me but, well.

Here we are.

Here they are.

It were considered a miracle

if the blight of Brannuck

could find traction

in that wretched soil

but it did.

Then the blight spread.

It consumed the whole village.

They tried to burn it back.

But all the people that

worked the land, were lost.

The brush supposedly consumed

all who dared approach.

This is nonsense.

Rumor and heathen superstitions.

This superstition claimed

my own wife and child.

Believe me when I say this.

If you're marked by

the blight of Brannuck.

Hmm.

All will die.

Help, somebody!

Help!

Help!

Help, stop!

How'd he get all

the way around there?

I think I might know.

It's about time you told us

about this secret

passage of yours.

Where is it?

It's in the walls.

In the stairwell.

Towards the cellar.

You really do have a lot

going on down there don't you?

Anything else you'd

like to tell us about?

No.

Nothing has changed.

In fact we're better off.

That clearly isn't

a road to safety

and some worthless,

cowardly, pathetic shit sack

has paid the price

for such a discovery.

What is that?

He knows what I'm asking.

You think that's funny?

I suspect you'll enjoy pulling

a bolt out of your cock

a little less than your face.

He can understand me.

It's not you that

they want is it?

They want that.

Oh, oh you want me to

do that bit now do you?

Are you sure?

Geez.

Don't tell me this is what

all the fuss is about?

I mean, don't get me wrong

they're pretty and everything,

but I mean, if those splinter

dicks outside want these,

why don't we just

give 'em to 'em.

And we can just fuck off back

to Brannuck and get home.

Do you know what I mean, so?

I'm inclined to agree

with big nose here.

We should just give it

back to them and get out.

That's exactly

what we should do.

It solves all of our

problems, all at once.

Why aren't we doing that?

Why wouldn't we do that?

It makes absolute...

This cannot be

returned to them.

All will be lost.

All will die.

Bollocks.

Agreed.

Any and all

touched by the

thorns of Brannuck.

Bastards.

Tree bastards.

We're all scratched,

all wounded.

With the talisman

they control everything.

Body.

Body and soul.

Our wills will no

longer be our own.

To give up this thing

would mean death to us all.

Death?

What's happening to them?

They must

have been scratched.

Stop it.

Rosalind.

Rosalind no!

Check the others.

What are the north men

gonna do with this thing?

I've told you, they're

gonna slay the Skilding

and then take that

talisman thing.

No, we need the

Skilding alive.

Yeah that's not gonna happen.

Not, happen.

Oh fucking great yeah.

I mean even these three

could take on a boat load

of fucking north men.

It's not like they're gonna

take us with 'em are they?

Yeah well, none of this

matters if we die here, so.

If we all just get together,

we can hold these fuckers

'til at least the morning.

And then in the morning

this boat gets here.

And we all want the boat right?

I want the boat and

then I can fuck off.

They want the boat so

they get their money.

The birds wanna get the boat

so they can, you know, sort

out their family issues.

And them fuzzy fuckers

just wanna go home.

I mean, let's just, how

about 'til dawn yeah,

we're family.

That's fine by me.

Death by dawn.

Death by dawn!

Oh for fucks sake.

You're all fucking insane.

You're fucking insane.

Well shit.

When should they get here?

Three hours away, they're

closer than they were before.

That's an army.

And those doors are

not gonna hold them.

Will your boats

be here by then?

I've found these slave traders

disappointingly lax

with their timekeeping.

This secret passage,

can we use it to get past them?

What good will that do?

Those beasts will chase

us wherever we go.

I have men nearby,

I can send for help.

Leave it out Ossy,

enough to take on 1,000 of

those fuckers out there?

No.

But enough to take on those

outside the front door.

Can we trust you to come back?

Look, the way I see it,

you stay here you

definitely die.

I leave, maybe you die.

And if you do decide to

come back, what about us?

What does it matter?

The tunnel is guarded

by those beasts.

Using it will mean your death.

I have an idea about that.

But first, I need those

sacks you took from me.

I don't suppose

you're talking about

these beauties are you?

Okay, we draw them

away from the passage.

That should buy enough

time for our little Lord

to slip away and find help.

What kind of fucking distraction

are you thinking about?

I've got an idea.

Yeah, that should do it.

He says we more

borrow it for a while,

but he wants it back

when he returns.

Returns?

And you, he says he'll fight

in case things get

sticky out there.

He's offering to go and help.

Are you ready?

Your job is to get

through that's it.

They are good fighters,

just do what you have to do.

- I'll do what I have to.

- I cannot be worrying about

you as well as everything else.

Meet me at Fairfax.

But I don't, but I

don't want to leave.

I'm

going to be fine.

Don't worry about me.

I need you to be safe please.

Just take care of Chloe.

Are you ready?

When I return.

If I choose to return,

I think it would be wise if you

were somehow no longer here.

You can't kill my guards

and slaughter monks

on my father's land and

expect to get away with it.

What of my sister?

I think we're gonna

have bigger fish to fry

than the disappearance of a

bunch of murderous harlots.

Come on, come on, come on.

You like that, you're

gonna fucking love this.

Alright,

I can see them.

Only got a few of these left.

Wow, this is amaz...

I've got one left.

Okay, they're away.

Good, get inside.

Where'd you get these things?

God knows, I got 'em

from a traveler I think,

who suffered from a

mild case of pro-lapse.

Did they make it?

Yeah, yeah it seems so.

Do you reckon Ossy's boys

will get out alright?

I hope so.

Yeah well listen,

I don't wanna be

a dick or nothing,

but considering the

real possibility

his Lordship is a

bit of a cock right,

we need an alternate plan, yeah?

So what I'm thinking is,

we don't spaz when that

thing goes together,

like the rest of 'em.

And those splinter cocks outside

they really want

it badly alright,

so here's the deal right.

I'll nick it, you

deliver it to 'em, yeah?

Alright.

Thank you, thank you.

No, no, no, thank you.

Ow.

Looks

like our lute player

will be playing the

harp from now on.

Are you

sure she got through?

I think so.

Alright lads.

Um, yeah see ya.

No, no luck?

Of course I got 'em.

The woman watches

me too closely.

Don't worry about that now,

I'll cause a little distraction

and you two can slip off.

No, no.

No, no, get out of my way.

No, no!

Get out of my way!

There's

nothing you can do.

Get out of my way.

- I've got to save her.

- You can't do anything.

The thing the

north men carried is missing.

Where's your naked friend?

Oh he's got it out there.

We're all fucked.

You've done this.

This is your doing.

Quiet.

You bastard.

You've killed us all.

- Oi.

- You've killed us all.

You fuck.

Get your fucking hands off me.

You

fucking stink man.

Fuck you, we were supposed

to working together.

I'm doing something here.

Bigger plans.

Fucking got you, you cunt.

You stupid fat fuck.

One of them's gone.

One of 'em.

Think about it yeah.

What's next?

You.

Fucking cock.

One down.

I don't think the

brother was as cautious

when leaving this

place as the Lord.

They're found the hatch.

The best

thing we can do now

is to go down fighting.

Aetheled are you with us?

Aetheled?

The cart.

Where the hell

where you earlier on?

This is for my family!

Head for the tunnel.

Everyone out.

So what do you want?

Do you want me to beg?

Do you want me to beg?

I want you dead,

you son of a bitch.

Come on, we've got to go.

Boat it is then.

I hear this belongs to you.

How could I forget you big man?

How long do you think

'til that gets here?

20 minutes, half

hour at the most.

There's about 11 or 12 on there.

My friend here has some

questions for Skilding.

In your expert opinion,

as man accustomed

to taking things,

if we continued our alliance

for a little while longer,

do you think you can take that?

I dunno.

But it does look like

a very nice boat.

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