NORTHUMBRIA, NORTHERN ENGLAND VIKING SITE
It was a Saturday.
Vikings bathe on Saturdays.
The English were aware of this custom.
An enemy attack!
Burn it all! Spare no one, not even the women and children!
By the king's order, kill them all!
Stand your ground! This is the turning point!
I killed Snorre!
Damn it.
Spear group to the front!
Charge!
The battlefield went that way.
Why do I always get killed so soon?
Corpses aren't supposed to talk, Thorfinn.
You always just die, Faxi.
Yeah.
But after I die, I'll get to eat meat every day in Valhalla.
You can't go to Valhalla if you're not a strong warrior.
I see.
I wonder if Mother and Ylva can go to Valhalla.
Were you defeated, Thorfinn?
You'll catch a cold dying in the snow.
You're leaving tomorrow?
You're so lucky. Where are you going this time?
To Norway. I'm not going for fun.
I'm going to trade.
I'll exchange woolen goods and furs for wine.
Then I'll come too!
No.
"Then I'll come too"? It's not for you to decide.
What an oaf.
Don't blame me if you hit an ice floe.
I want wine for the end of the year.
The people of my homeland drink wine to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ.
My father likes mead. Why don't you ask him to share with you?
But there's a meaning to drinking wine.
I thought maybe this village would have wine.
Thorfinn.
Run to your father and deliver a message.
A battleship has arrived.
What do you think of this, master?
The hole should be sealed now.
Try filling it with water.
This isn't easy to fix.
You hit it too hard, Thors.
Father!
I'm here, Thorfinn.
Father!
Another battleship sailed in. A really big one!
They're asking for Thors the Troll and that's all.
By "Thors," do they mean that Thors?
The Troll?
These men seem highly trained.
They look different from Halfdan's thugs.
Oh, Thors!
Are they going to attack the village?
Jomsvikings! I have come.
They're bowing to Thors.
I didn't think you would venture this far to find me,
Floki.
It's been a long time since the Norway campaign, Thors.
I didn't think you'd be hiding at the end of the world.
State your purpose, Floki.
Then please grant us permission to land.
I wonder who exactly Thors is.
I heard he fought in several wars in his youth.
You're too loud, Ari.
He never speaks about himself.
Hey, let me see too!
He called them "Jomsvikings," didn't he?
-Do you know who they are? -No idea.
Father seems a little angry.
They were ambushed while bathing.
Danes throughout the Danelaw were murdered by the English army.
And among them was Gunhilde,
the younger sister of Sweyn, king of the Danes.
Revenge for his sister.
King Sweyn now has an excellent reason.
A great war will begin.
As warriors, it is our time.
War?
The Jomsvikings will align with the Danish army.
We will launch an attack on England next spring.
Do as you wish.
This is a small village in the far north.
What other countries do beyond the North Sea does not involve us.
That won't do.
Our leader Sigvaldi's orders are to gather the whole Jomsviking armada.
There are no exceptions.
You understand, right?
That also includes deserters.
Deserters?
Battalion commander of the Jomsvikings, Thors the Troll.
In this war, too…
you will take part.
Thors, think of it as a kindness from our leader.
For 15 years, you've been missing, but you'll be welcomed back in battle.
He is willing to overlook your past transgressions.
That is how much our leader values your ability.
You came all this way in a warship to tell me that?
You've agitated the villagers.
You've certainly changed, Thors.
Or perhaps this village changed you?
-Run! -Run away!
That was a close one.
This is a good village.
I can tell by the children.
So far, the tribulations of war haven't touched their lives.
Did you hear that? A war!
-Wow! -My first one!
They crossed the sea just to call on Thors to fight.
Your father's incredible.
But do you think he'll take us with him?
Not you. You're too weak.
What did you say?
You're no use if you're not strong.
Well, on that front, I'll be fine.
None of you have killed a man. If you have that experience--
Sorry.
I, too,
don't want to run a fool's errand.
If you tell me you won't fight in this war,
I'll fail to fulfill our leader's orders, and make him lose face.
I cannot leave empty-handed.
You understand, don't you?
The Jomsvikings.
They're a battalion based in the port town of Jomsborg in Vendland.
It's hard to believe that Thors was once a Jomsviking long ago.
Are they strong?
They are.
They're so strong, the king of Vendland cannot make them pay taxes.
They are proud of being the strongest in the North Sea.
Withdraw! All units back to the ship!
Withdraw!
What was that? That guy gives me the creeps.
You were spared, Ari.
Listen well, people of this village.
I am the Jomsviking Floki.
By my master's orders,
I have come to request assistance from the brave Thors Snorresson.
Brave.
In response to our leader's request,
Thors has promised to deploy one warship.
Those of you who are confident, sail with Thors to Jomsborg!
Thors, I will meet you on the battlefield!
War!
Amazing!
How many years has it been?
We'll kill them all!
It's every man's dream to die on the battlefield!
It's decided. Tomorrow, we ready the ship!
Yeah!
You couldn't refuse, could you, Thors?
All the village has been dragged into it.
I was once very good at killing people.
But then one day…
One day, I was suddenly sick of it.
Kill… or be killed.
That's why I fled
from the battlefield.
I thought I had faked my death well enough.
Why not try it again?
If I run away, they'll take revenge on this village in my place.
The Jomsviking code does not forgive deserters.
The time has come for me to take responsibility for what I've done.
Get ready to pull!
Ready, set!
Heave-ho!
-Heave-ho! -Pull!
Heave-ho!
Leif, I thought you were departing today.
Thors asked me to wait.
I'll be sailing alongside that warship.
Is that so?
That's certainly safer.
If anything happens, we'll protect you!
I'll be counting on you.
Pull!
They all seem real excited about the war.
That hurt!
That damn Thorfinn!
Surround him!
Jerk!
We did it! We got Thorfinn!
It hurts!
What are you doing? Die,Thorfinn! You were just killed!
Follow the rules.
-Yeah! -That's right!
What's with him?
Are you alright?
Wait a minute, Thorfinn!
All right. Raise it!
One, two, three!
All right. Once more!
Thors!
Could you look at something for me?
It's broken.
You played too roughly for children.
Keep this splint on for a month.
Sorry, Thors.
Thorfinn did it!
He's been a pain lately.
He's out of control. We're not playing with him anymore!
Really? My son?
Yeah.
I'm sorry about that.
I'll have a word with him.
Don't worry about the kids.
He's only six but can hurt kids four or five years older.
That's impressive.
He'll grow up to be an excellent warrior.
He really is your son, Thors.
Wow!
You're giving me all of this, Father?
They're all from your grandfather's time.
Fight to your heart's content!
Ari!
You look amazing, Ari!
Look what I got!
This beauty can slice the head off a horse with one swing.
Wow, it's huge!
-But my spear's a superior weapon. -Really? Wanna fight?
Hey, wait a minute!
Didn't I tell you to pick up your things? Are you listening?
Clean this up or I'll throw it out! Is that what you want?
Fine. I don't want it.
What are you doing rummaging in the storage?
Where is my weapon?
What weapon?
I need a weapon.
If I had one…
Do you think Father will take you on the ship if you have a weapon?
I'll tell you now, you're wasting your time.
You're just a puny child.
Thorfinn?
It's beautiful.
What's going on, Ylva?
Do you desire a sword, Thorfinn?
Swords are tools for killing.
Who do you intend to kill with this?
The enemy.
What enemies do you have?
H…
Halfdan.
Listen to me, Thorfinn.
You do not have enemies.
No one has enemies.
There are no people it is right to kill.
That's not true.
Aren't you leaving for war tomorrow?
Will you not kill the enemy?
I'm not a child.
You're lying to me.
I know you are!
Thorfinn!
-Got you! -Watch it!
Helga.
Yes?
Take care of him for me.
A west-northwest breeze and gentle waves.
Odin is in great spirits this morning.
It's a good morning to depart.
Yes.
STREYMOY ISLAND, FAROE ISLANDS
As I said, if I hit the mark with a left-handed throw
that wine barrel is mine.
Oh, shut up.
-Hit it and then talk. -Please.
Here I go, Christian monk.
Don't move, or I'll kill you.
You moved! You dodged it!
-I'll kill you! -Move. It's my turn.
The priest.
I told you not to move!
You're terrible at this!
Hey, Jomsvikings.
Want a drink?
-They're serious, aren't they? -Let them be.
They don't like cheap wine.
Your men are as reckless as ever, Askeladd.
They merely dislike Christians, Floki.
More importantly, tell me about this job you have.
My men and I have been bored waiting for you in this backcountry.
There are no major changes.
Compensation is five pounds of gold.
You won't be paid until you produce the body.
You may do what you wish with his ships and cargo.
Kill Thors.
Subtitle translation by Astrid Oliver