God.
Is it truly your will that we must always remain pure?
Is it true?
That those who ignore your will, even angels, are to be punished?
That is what my father says.
Someone like me
does not understand all your thoughts.
But to me your heavenly kingdom
remains very far away.
Anne!
Come help with preparing dinner!
All right! I'll be right there.
You…
You, who are in Heaven…
watching over all of us down here.
To me…
it is a burden.
O Lord.
Return us
back to your
rightful and just path…
so that we may reborn.
Redeem our present days
so that we may once again live as in the days of old.
So what you're saying, father…
It's like
what my older brother and I have.
We've done everything together since we were kids.
We grew up helping each other out.
Our teamwork on the battlefield is second to none.
Right?
We know what the other's thinking.
He's the only one I trust to watch my back.
The trust we have can't be traded for silver.
Right, Brother?
That's right, Brother.
Well, it depends how much.
The bond of brothers!
What do you think?
Is this it?
I don't know.
It may be.
But that is quite different from how I imagine love.
Now see here, father.
You've never been to battle and have no idea how amazing it is.
We're a superb duo in a cutthroat world.
Could your love do that?
I think it's wonderful.
You brothers have something that is irreplaceable.
Now then,
if we stood on the field of battle,
would you make the effort to watch my back?
What are you talking about?
I do it for him because he's my brother.
I wouldn't let a drunk monk watch my back.
Certainly not.
That's the difference.
I'm sorry. You gotta explain it in a way that I can understand?
Besides, take a look at yourself.
You seem to drink a whole lot.
Is that wine your love?
No.
I don't drink because I love it.
What?
Then don't drink it.
I'm sorry.
He makes no sense.
So, you like things that make no sense? Well, then how about this one?
It's a story we veterans still tell.
A while back, we attacked a ship in the Faroe Islands.
The ship had one warrior on it.
He was extraordinarily strong.
We all attacked him at once,
but before we knew it, he'd laid out 30 of us with just his bare fists.
His bare fists!
Eventually, our arrows put him down.
When we checked the damage, strangely there were no fatalities.
Now that's a mystery.
He did wield a sword in the end.
Perhaps he realized he'd underestimated us?
Well, that's insulting.
Honor among warriors is of the--
Did that man…
do anything else?
What was his name?
I…
I don't know his name.
I seem that
people who make no sense are drawn to each other.
That man also said something peculiar.
"A true warrior needs no sword."
Or something like that.
You feeling unwell, monk?
Hey, where are you going?
What is it, monk?
Is that what you mean by "love"?
A true warrior…
needs no sword.
A true
warrior…
Don't blame me for this weather.
I sail ships.
I know the sea. This land weather is not my specialty.
To predict how the winter will be ahead of time is asking too much of me.
That's not what I said.
I said that it seems that your luck is beginning to run out.
You changed course to avoid the snow and now look.
Your men are considerably agitated.
My men have survived the carnage of war.
Something like this won't scare them away.
They're doing just as they're told. No questions asked.
Turn back.
Traversing Mercia is impossible.
If we push back through the snow, we'll have to abandon our plunder.
My men wouldn't like that.
Regardless of what we do, camping here is impossible.
Askeladd, the preparations are complete.
We can go.
Finally.
Askeladd.
When your luck runs out, everything you plan will come to ruin.
Ragnar.
Are you suddenly faint-of-heart?
The raiding and plundering of villages
is one of our Nordic traditions.
Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom
and the power, and the glory, for ever.
Amen.
Amen!
Hey, Papa.
Why do we always pray?
Because Jesus told us to.
What Jesus says is never wrong.
What happens if we don't pray?
If you don't believe, then you'll go to Hell when you die.
That's right.
Hell is a scary place where the Devil looms.
You don't like the Devil, do you?
I'm scared of the Devil.
Yes, me too.
But good children who pray will go to Heaven.
Remember that.
It doesn't make sense to me.
That someday we'll all have to go to Heaven or Hell.
I would hate for our family to be separated.
But Father, why would God suddenly wish to pass judgment on the whole world?
It's not suddenly.
It was decided a long time ago
that it would happen 1,000 years after the resurrection of Jesus.
In other words, 20 years from now.
By God's judgment, all that is evil will go to Hell.
I know!
The evil ones are the Danes!
That's right! They are pure evil.
I am sure that God foresaw their appearance in the world.
Listen, you must make sure to follow the teachings of Jesus well.
Anne?
I need to pee.
What do I do?
I'm scared of the Devil!
But it's so pretty.
I put it on again…
I wonder how much this ring is worth.
If I pay for it now, I wonder if God will forgive me.
I must have been tempted by the Devil.
I have no money.
I shouldn't have even gone to the market to look.
Bad children like me will surely go to Hell on Judgment Day.
I'm certain I'll be the only one in the family…
who won't go to Heaven.
And it even looks good on my left hand!
Who are they?
What a silly face!
Me too!
Don't you remember what I said?
If you don't behave, God will punish…
So.
I found dinner.
But thou hast utterly rejected us; thou art very wroth against us.
Everyone! Please run!
The village is under attack!
-The Danes are coming! -Shut up, you damn monk!
Do you want to die?
-It's warm in here. -I feel revived.
What's with this place? There's so many kids.
What are you doing here?
Barley milk porridge and some dried meat.
Shame, there's onions in it.
Confiscate anything that could be a weapon.
Got it.
Disgusting. You're eating some awful slop.
Stop that!
What is wrong with you?
Wasting food like that.
You'll be punish!
Are you all right?
Let's see. How do you say it in English again?
"Give us all your food or…"
Oh, that's right.
-Come on! -You, old man.
-Come on! -Over here.
Give me all your food.
Or I'll kill you.
Here's one more.
Is this all?
If food for two kids equals one adult, then that's 50 people.
That leaves us with food for 50 people to last the winter.
It's not enough for 104 warriors.
What do I do?
Everyone has been captured. What should I do?
Father!
As teacher to His Highness, you are a welcome guest of our group.
We will forgive you this one time.
But if you interfere again, we will kill you on the spot.
I've never been fond monks anyway.
Are you…
Danes?
Is there anyone among you who speaks our language?
I beg of you! Half of the food!
Please, leave us at least half!
We can still make it through winter with only half.
I have a young child!
Please!
A young child?
That is rough.
Don't worry.
I've a plan for you all.
You needn't worry about surviving the winter.
Really?
Do you really mean it?
I do.
You needn't worry about this or any other winter.
We will liberate you from your agony.
What?
Askeladd.
They're just plain villagers.
Even if we spare them, they'll starve without food.
If even one escapes, they'll reveal our position to the enemy.
I can't let that happen.
How's it going? Have you dug the hole?
Yes. We can probably cram in 62 of them.
Askeladd!
These people are Christians!
What about it?
We're doing all this for the prince.
All right.
Anymore questions?
No one?
In that case,
the order is…
kill them all.
God.
Are you watching?
Did Father, Mother, Grandfather,
my younger brothers and sisters…
arrive to you in Heaven?
I guess it is not my fate to be called up there after all.
Of course not.
Nevertheless…
my heart races so.
I cannot believe…
I cannot believe that such terrible men exist in the world.
I cannot believe…
that there are men who fear not your punishment.
Just as the time I stole this ring…
my heart…
races so fast.
Subtitle translation by Astrid Oliver