Vikings (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 2 - The Wanderer - full transcript

Lagertha and Athelstan help to set up the Viking settlement; a mysterious wanderer turns up.

- You're not eating.
- I know.

I'm not hungry.

For the first time in your life.

There's a first time for everything.

Here. These will help.

Thank you.

May Freya lie with you tonight,
and take care of you, my friend.

I am so happy that my uncle is dead.

But I still don't believe it.

You saw him killed.

Yes.
Yes, I did.



But now...

Now I want his head!

I want his head, I need his head.

And then I will believe it.

Floki.

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Why do you hate your uncle so much?

Do you think that my older brother was the only
member of my family who raped me when I was a child?

It was my uncle
who first brought him to me.

Since I was six years old, he abused me.

He violated my body and my soul.

And he told me not to resist
the attentions of the many men



that he brought to me, saying that
they all wanted the pleasure...

They all wanted the pleasure
of sleeping with a child.

And the last was my brother,
who shared me with my uncle.

And even when I cried and I
said that they were hurting me,

they didn't stop.

They never stopped.

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Give this to me.

It was good today.
I enjoyed fighting.

You fought well today, I watched.

But you took too many risks.

You jumped into battle,
you did not stay by my side.

Don't do that, Porunn.
You have much to learn.

Do you suddenly not believe in our gods?

Do you not believe in fate?

Is that really Bjorn, son of Ragnar,

or some impostor who just looks like him?

I only do this because I care about you.

Or because I'm a woman.

- No.
- Yes.

- Marry me.
- What?

I asked you to marry me.
What is your answer?

Yes.

I will marry you, Bjorn.

I will marry you.

Good.

Why did you do that?

It's just the angle of the leg.

Couldn't help myself.

There you are!

I'm looking for your king.

Of course, you don't
understand a word I'm saying.

Oh, thank you.

No!

At least you understood that!
Didn't you?

No.

Rollo!

Athelstan, ask the King who used
to farm this land he has given us.

He confesses that he has had to remove
several Saxon farmers from their lands.

Then ask him if they will
not be hostile to us?

And if so, who will guarantee the safety
of our own farms and communities?

He will personally guarantee
our safety and security.

I thank the King
from the bottom of my heart.

It was always Ragnar's dream
to find land to farm

for our young folk, and to
live peacefully with others.

Now, it is my dream, also.

What does he say?

He asks if you are a free woman?

They are coming!
Let us prepare!

- Look at what they've done.
- Look at the lead boat.

My Lord, your army has abandoned
you and gone. Save yourself!

Burgred! Beloved brother! Stay yourself.

Wait and I will see
that you come to no harm!

Burgred, please, you must trust me!

Abandon your false advisors.

You must not trust her. She killed
your brother and she will kill you.

- But I do love her.
- Survive first, love afterwards.

Come. Come now,
or it's too late.

My Lord.

Burgred, wait!

King Ecbert has arranged

for some of the laborers who worked
here to help us farm the land.

What are they saying?

They're saying their grandfathers
used some of these tools.

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May I tell you something?

I have had a dream.

I dreamed of a stranger,

who was a man, but he had no face.
Or none that I could well see.

There was snow on the ground and he was
walking towards me through the snow,

so his footsteps made no sound.

His arms were outstretched, and in one
hand, he carried a ball of flaming snow.

In his other hand...

His other hand was covered in bright blood.

- And the blood left a trail
in the snow behind him.- Yes.

And the drops were smoking
in the frozen ground?

- You too?
- Yes.

- Both of you?
- We have all dreamed the same dream.

- Were you frightened?
- No.

I felt excited.

I felt a sense of expectation.

And when I woke up, I was so
disappointed it was only a dream.

You are a völva.

You say you can see things.
What does it mean?

I have no idea.

I do not know.

I see a harvest celebrated in blood.

I see a trickster whose weapon cleaves you.

I see that a marriage of plow
and sword will sustain you,

until you become a virgin once more.

Athelstan, you should bless this house.

Ask God to bless its new occupants.

Let us pray.

In the name of the Father, the
Son, and the Holy Spirit, amen.

I am thy Lord, thy God, which have
brought you out of the land of Egypt.

Out of the house of bondage, thou shalt...

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Earl Ingstad has left
you to farm in England.

What good is that to us?

Peacefully, legally, we have removed
the Earl that was never here,

the Earl that came to power by murder.

And the Earl who has nothing between
his legs, but a goat's beard.

I will lead you as Earl,
if you will have me.

All hail Earl Kalf!

All hail Earl Kalf!

All hail Earl Kalf!
All hail Earl Kalf!

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She will come.

Where would he have gone?

Ragnar, my brother
is a prisoner of his advisors.

Then where would they take him?

- To the town, to get reinforcements.
- That is not good.

Go and find the town.

Lead on.

Why did you not go with them?

Have we any news of our army?

Not yet.

But with Ragnar Lothbrok, how can we fail?

Ever since I saw Ragnar
Lothbrok and his kin

at my father's house, I've been
fascinated by these Northmen,

especially by their pagan ways.

You were a monk at Lindisfarne, Athelstan.
But you lived amongst the pagans.

Tell me, what was it like?

Lady Judith, you are a
good Christian woman.

How could I describe such things to you?

Try me.

Imagine that the sun shone at night,
and the moon during the day.

And then imagine that everything
you knew about Jesus Christ

was not true,

and that the true god was a living man

with a single eye,
a cloak, a wide-brimmed hat,

and that this man, Odin, the all-father,
knew the secret of every heart,

and the destiny of all men.

And that he, too, was hanged from
a tree, and died and was reborn.

Only, it happened a long time
before Christ. Before our Lord.

And do you believe in this Odin?

I've had to ask myself,
"What is belief?" My Lady.

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Stones are much easier to wear than earth.

May I?

Beautiful.

Ancient one?

Where are you?

- He was bound...
- And bleeding.

So much blood upon him.

So much blood everywhere.

It was only a dream.

Yes. Only a dream.

Halt!

You know of Lord Burgred?

Of course you do.

- But where is he?
- I don't know.

Where were you riding to?

I had business in Repton.

It must be very important business.
You were riding like the wind.

I don't know where
Lord Burgred is. Believe me.

I don't believe you. Sorry.

I could remove an eye, or some teeth.
Do you have a preference?

Why don't you just say something?

Mention a place...

A name!

Even if it's a lie, it might just
save your sight for a little while.

There's an Iron Age fort
on top of the Hill of the Ash!

Burgred and his army have gone there.

- They're waiting for reinforcements.
- All right.

It's strange

how you always know if someone
is telling the truth.

I have no argument with you, my friend.

Let's sup together.

We are not all like the Northmen.

Forgive me, My Lady, I...

I did not want to disturb you.

I was just remembering...

I'm sure you can never forget
being an artist. Nor a monk.

Which is why I've come to ask you a favor.

I want you to hear my confession.

- I was never a priest, I couldn't...
- Bishop Edmund, my confessor, is not here.

And I must confess or live in purgatory.

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

In what ways have you sinned, my child?

I have sinned in thought, but not in deed.

Then your sins are not so
great as they might be.

They are still great.

What are these thoughts you've had?

I have dreamed of lying naked

beside a man who is not my husband.

And did you just lie beside him, or...

We made love.
And I enjoyed it very much.

- You've certainly sinned.
- Yes.

Who...

Who was this man you lay with?

It was you, Athelstan.

Wait!

I'm sorry. You have no
reason to be sorry.

None.

I had a dream last night.

And in my dream

Ragnar Lothbrok
tore the liver from my body,

and began to eat it.

I begged him to stop

by saying that the liver

is the seat of life.

But he just smiled and went on eating,

with blood streaming down his chin.

- What did it mean?
- Who knows with dreams?

Are you afraid of Ragnar Lothbrok?

What sensible man would not be afraid
of a farmer who made himself a king?

Yes, but you, too, had humble beginnings.

And not so humble dreams.

So, you want to be like Ragnar?

I want to be famous like Ragnar.

Yes.

I desire fame above all things.

I want the poets to sing of my
exploits as they sing of Ragnar's.

I want the gods to pay an interest in me,

and prepare the bright halls for my coming.

They say Ragnar is descended from Odin.

He is still human.

If you cut him, he will bleed.

Hey! You bastards.

What, you couldn't have
done better, Torstein!

I don't care about that game.

I want you to cut off my arm.

- Why not keep it?
- Because it's killing me, stupid.

It's no good to me anymore.

I don't want it.

In fact, I've always hated this arm.

It has to go.

I'll do it.

Bjorn.

Always so considerate.

A real credit to your father.

But...

I want Floki to do it.

- Will you do it, Floki?
- I suppose so.

- I would do the same for you.
- I know.

That is why I shall do it.

Cut off his sleeve.

Come here.

You sure you want to go ahead?

No, not my head. Just cut
off the stinking arm, man.

Get on with it.

Too bad it's not your flicking arm.

You could have saved some money.

Freyr and Freya, ye gods, be with him now.

Earl Ingstad and I would
like to thank both of you

for your hospitality and kindness.

King Ecbert, we remain in your debt

for this gift of land and hope.

No, I remain in your debt, Athelstan,

for, on this journey, you
have suffered grievously.

And yet, it is you who has taught me that
it is possible to respect two cultures,

and to live in amity between them.

Thank you.

Please tell Earl Ingstad how much I
admire her and that she is always,

always welcome at my hearth.

She says she likes the necklace.

It is so beautiful, that it
must have been made by dwarves.

We don't have dwarves in England.

She says, "Of course you do.
You just don't see them."

You did not wait to hear your penance.

Here is my penance.
You are leaving.

Is that not a good thing? It
saves you from further sin.

So you love our young monk, do you?

I do not love him.
He fascinates me.

Well, be careful, Judith, who
you choose to be fascinated by.

It is true that the more
complicated a person is,

the more interesting he is.

But at the same time,

the more dangerous he is.

And would you say that about
yourself, father-in-law?

I see them!

My Lord.

- I know where they are.
- Where are they?

On top of that hill.

- They're drawing us away from our boats.
- Assemble the men.

- Aye, My Lord.
- Yes, My Lord. Straight on!

I've injured my hand rather
badly, as you can see.

I wonder,

can you help me?