Vikings (2013–…): Season 5, Episode 5 - The Prisoner - full transcript

Previously on
"Vikings"...

As far as I am concerned, I am now at
war with Ivar. He is now my enemy.

Close all roads to York. Trap them,
starve them, force them to surrender.

This is my cousin, Mannel.

I offer you my allegiance and loyalty.

Commander Euphemius wants you
to be his bodyguards.

- He will pay you very well.
- Tell him we agree.

Commander Euphemius
isn't really the commander.

An Arab leader called
Ziyadat Allah.

He is probably the most important
ruler in the Mediterranean.

I want to meet this Ziyadat Allah.



- What does he say?
- That he won't go.

Speaking in Greek...

Who is that woman?

- They're burning their dead.
- Mmm.

I've found something.
The Romans were very clever.

They are gone. The Northmen, the ships.
They are all gone.

Why are the rats above ground?

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♪ If I had a heart I could love you ♪

♪ If I had a voice I would sing ♪

♪ After the night when I wake up ♪

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*VIKINGS*
Season 05 Episode 05
Title: "The Prisoner"

We must call the faithful
to the Cathedral

to celebrate High Mass

and the delivery of York
from the pagans!

I agree, sire.

God works in mysterious ways.

Listen! The bells!

My son!
Mannel, thank you.

Father.

Father!

Heahmund!

Fight for your God

and protect your king!

Sire! This way!

Sire! Stay down!

Men! Defend!

Cuthred, with me!

Form up!

Charge!

Mannel!

Push through! Cover!

Men! Fight on!

Hold!

Let every soul be subject
to a higher power!

For there is no power
but that of God!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die!

Cover!

Come on!

Sire! Back!

Alfred! Alfred!

Alfred!

Bear not your sword in vain!

Fight!

Hold the wall!

Spears!

Yah!

Yah!

Yah!

Hee-yah!

Speaking Norse...

Speaking Norse...

Speaking Norse...

Yah! Yah!

Sire!

Sire!

- You must leave! You must run!
- No! No!

I would rather die!

Save your son at least,
if you don't care about yourself!

You are right! You are right!

You lead. I'll follow.

Alfred.

Protect your king!

Die like men!

Good God!

No! No!

Heathen!

Christian.

Yes.

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Father!

Father.

What happened?

Aethelwulf!

- What happened?
- They surprised us.

- Alfred?
- They were hiding.

- Sit down. Sit.
- I don't...

All right.

Mannel? My cousin?
Where is Mannel?

He urged us to leave.

- He told us he would follow.
- No.

He stayed behind.

He died trying
to protect our escape.

Heahmund.

Heahmund! Bishop Heahmund!

Surely he survived?

He survived,
surely he didn't die?

I thought that God
had at last seen fit to...

To be merciful unto us...

And forgive us.

I was wrong, Judith.

I was wrong.

We must suffer.

We must suffer.

Speaking Arabic...

Marhaba.

Allah be praised,
you've arrived safely.

Now, please,
come into the tent

and relax after your journey.

The Emir will
join you shortly.

Your weapons, please.

Man speaking Arabic...

Speaking Arabic...

Yeah.

How can you speak
our language?

That is easy.

I have met Rus Vikings

from the Kievan empire
many times.

I have been pleased to have
helped them with the emperor.

Are you not the enemy
of the emperor?

By no means.

Why?

Why should I seek
such an enemy?

Ah.

There are many things
you do not understand

about how
the world works here.

If you take my advice,

you will just take it
as it appears.

That is the best way.

Now, we have
a trade deal to make.

How can I get furs,
swords, falcons,

bear skins, whale meat...

and your slaves are the best!

Everybody knows that!

Why are
they following him?

Floki!

Floki has returned!

Floki.

I never thought
I'd see you again.

Not in this lifetime anyway.

No.

It's strange for me too.

To be back here
in this Great Hall.

If I listen carefully,
I can still hear

the sound
of Earl Haraldson's voice.

And Ragnar's voice.

Always Ragnar's voice.

Such memories
we've shared, Lagertha.

Yes.

So much has happened
to me, Lagertha.

So much.

I don't know who I am.

You are Floki,
the boat builder.

I am more than that.

Floki!

Ubbe! Ubbe!

The last time I saw you,
you were...

Sailing away in a small boat
with no means of navigation.

You'd given yourself
to the Gods.

Oh, and the Gods provided.

In what way?

They took me to a place.

A special place.

I was dead
and then I was alive.

And then I came ashore.

And I was in this
special place.

Where was this place?

At the edge of everything,

and yet
at the very center of it all.

There's no one else there.

No one?

No humans.

Only the Gods.

Huh.

Why did you come
back here, Floki?

Because I felt that

it was wrong to keep
this amazing place to myself.

I want to share it.

With whom?

With those who believe
in the true Gods.

I only want those who
are pure in spirit and heart.

This place is only fit
for true believers.

- Like you?
- Yes.

Like me.

But not like me?

Or not like Ragnar?

We were never pure
like you are.

I can't say.

All I know

is that the Gods have sent me
here to find kindred spirits.

Those who are willing to live
pure lives among the Gods.

You would take
these warriors

and shield-maidens
away from here,

to your special place?

Yes!

If they were willing
to come with me.

In that case,

I must warn you, my friend.

This is my kingdom.

I rule Kattegat.

And I must protect it,

and look after it
and its people.

Especially now, when we
have every reason

to expect another attack

from the forces
of King Harald.

The last thing I need

is for someone to take away
my best warriors,

my best hopes.

Our best hopes.

You mustn't try
to do it, Floki.

I forbid you.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

The Emir has
sent you both a gift.

This one is for you.

And this one is for you.

Enjoy.

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Mmm.

How was your evening?

Very satisfactory.

And yours?

She was...

Not a she.

What?

You heard.

Hmm.

And, uh...

Was that...

A problem for you?

I'm starving!

You mustn't be afraid.

This land has no wars,

no diseases, no suffering.

Blessed by the Gods
in every way.

And the soil is good.

Good farming soil just
waiting for you to plant it.

It seems too good to be true.

The only way to understand it

is that the Gods
meant it for us.

Meant it for true believers.

The climate is good?

The earth rich?

Yes, my friend.

How come we have
never found this place before?

Because the Gods were waiting

for the right people
to find it.

We don't want
to bring too many.

Just enough
for a working colony

of believers. That's all.

And then,

can you imagine
how perfect life will be?

The perfect conditions

for the growth of the crops,

and for the growth
of the spirit.

The Saxon army, or what remains of it,

has abandoned their camp and left.

If you want to, we can pursue
them and destroy them.

I think we have
more important things to do.

We must look to Kattegat.

What if Ubbe kills Lagertha,

or persuades her to crown him king?

The loss of our home base
would be a devastating blow.

We need to sort things out.

We must kill Ubbe and Lagertha,

and you must be crowned king of Kattegat,

before Bjorn returns.

You are making more
and more sense, my brother.

Good man.

I remember also that King
Harald has an ambition

of invading Kattegat.

In the short term...

we should make an alliance
and work with him.

This time we will truly quit York,

though leaving a big enough garrison

to keep it safe until our return.

Hmm?

And what of our prisoner? This bishop.

Well, what do you propose?

Well, he seems like an important man.

We could
offer him back to the Saxons

for a great ransom.

Or we could crucify him.
That would be fun.

You call me a heathen,

but to me, I am Godly.

I live by the Gods.

There is only one God!

But I have seen other Gods.

I have seen Odin,

the All-father,
with my own eyes.

They are the devil's work.

He conjures up demons

and fallen angels
to beguile us,

and lead us into evil.

What is evil, hmm?

The slaughter of the innocent.

You slaughter
when it suits you.

He who chooses to be heathen
is not innocent!

But I could show you
the ways of God.

I could bring you to salvation
and to eternal life.

Do you know who I am?

Of course.

You are Ivar,
son of Ragnar Lothbrok.

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And many there are
who fear you.

Hmm.

- But not you?
- No.

I fear no man.

No matter how wicked.

People tell stories
about other people.

People they don't know.
Have never met.

And yet they still curse them
and tell lies about them.

- Isn't that true?
- Yes.

People told lies
about our Savior.

Well, perhaps they tell lies
about me as well.

How would I know?

I will give you
the chance to find out.

You are coming
on a journey with us.

I am already on a journey!

Aren't we all?

Halfdan!

I know. I can hear.

What has happened?

From what I can gather,
Commander Euphemius

was placed under arrest
last night...

But somehow managed to escape.

And it was their fault?

Yes.

Speaks AArabic....

Speaking in Arabic...

Ziyadat Allah speaks Arabic...

Speaking Arabic...

We haven't exactly been
the best bodyguards, have we?

No, we have not.

What do you want, Ubbe?

Me?

I don't want anything.

I'm just curious.

Like my father, I suppose.
He was curious, no?

I know.

Since you were so good to Ivar
when he was younger,

you should know that
he and I have, uh, fallen out.

- Can you not be reconciled?
- I don't think so.

I think it is more likely
that, one day,

we will go to war
against each other.

I feel the pity.

But also the relief that

I won't have to choose
between you,

nor suffer grief or joy,

which in the end
are the same thing.

Tell me the truth.

Do you really believe you have
found the land of the Gods?

Why would I lie to you, Ubbe?

Because you're insane.

Am I?

Cook 1 speaking in Arabic...

Cook 2 speaking Arabic...

Cook 1 speaking Arabic...

Cook 2 speaking Arabic...

Please.

This feast is to celebrate
our trade agreement

and our
continuing cooperation.

As you can see, these local
spicy and exotic dishes

have been especially prepared
for you by my famous chefs.

They will be insulted
if you don't eat your fill.

Speaks Arabic...

Bismillah.

Please.

Mmm. It's good.

Speaking Greek...

What does he say?

He's saying that we've all just
eaten Commander Euphemius.

Bah!

You see, I discovered that

Euphemius was trying
to double-cross me,

and return
to the emperor's favor.

Now, that was unacceptable.

I think we should
return to the boats.

We are in the greatest danger.

Ziyadat Allah?

No. Kassia.

Didn't you realize?

Here are
the chosen ones.

You four will be responsible

for preparing all the families
for the voyage.

But do it carefully

and with utter secrecy.

Tell no one else.

I must disappear
from Kattegat.

I shall go back to my boatyard
and prepare the boats.

You will all meet me there
in nine days' time.

Travel separately,

and don't give any indication
that you're leaving.

We shall do
as you say, Floki.

We are eager to go.

But I have to say,
the risks are high.

Nothing can be achieved
without taking risks.

That is true.

But remember what we
have been promised.

The Gods
will take care of us,

since we're doing all this
in their name.

Now, I must go.

Farewell.

For now.

Ropes!

Lord, unto thee
do I lift up my soul.

Let me not be ashamed,

let not mine enemies
triumph over me.

So, is this an interruption
of your journey...

Or is it a part of it?

What do you think,
Bishop Heahmund?

What are we going to do?

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Soldiers speaking Arabic...

Bjorn!
There's a storm coming!

A storm?

If we can stay alive a few
moments longer, maybe...

Too late!

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