All language subtitles for Vikings.S05E05.720p.BluRay.X264-DEFLATE

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.

Fight on.

Let every soul be subject
to a higher power.

For there is no power
but that of God.

Die!

Die!

Die!

Die! Die!

Come on!

Come on.

Sire, back.

Alfred. Alfred!

Alfred.

Bear not your sword in vain.

Fight!

Hold the wall!

Spears!

Go on.

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.

Father!

Help me get this man in the tent.
- Father.

- What happened?
- Are you all right, Father?

- Aethelwulf.
- They, uh...

- What happened?
- They surprised us.

Alfred.

They were hiding.

Sit down.

- I don't...
- Sit.

All right.

Mannel? My cousin?
Where is Mannel?

He urged us to leave.

He told us he would follow.

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 be merciful unto us
and forgive us.

I was wrong, Judith.

I was wrong.

We must suffer.

We must suffer.

Ma rh a b a.

Allah be praised,
you have arrived safely.

Now, please, come into the tent
and relax after your journey.

The Emir
will join you shortly.

Your weapons, please.

J a.

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.

We Arabs pride ourselves
on our hospitality,

so, if there's anything I can do to
make your stay here more comfortable,

or more pleasant, please,
do not be afraid to ask.

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 boatbuilder.

I am more than that.

Floki.

Ubbe.

The last time I saw you,
you were sailing away in a small boat

with no means of navigation.

You had 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 is 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.

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.

And 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,

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.

You can't go, Guthrum.

Why not? I can
make my own mind up.

Floki is crazy.

Can't you see that?

No one can
believe him anymore.

He makes absolute
sense to me.

It's what my father
would've wanted.

Your father didn't
see this new world.

In any case, he wouldn't
have wanted to run away.

To hide under a rock,

to pretend nothing else
in this world existed.

That is what
Floki is offering.

I still want to go.

And betray Lagertha?

The gods are more important.

But it's not your fate.

I know that.

You can't go,
and that's the end of it.

You cannot stop me.

The Saxon army,
or what remains of it,

has abandoned
their camp and left.

If we 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?

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.

Blessed is he who walked not
in the council of the ungodly.

Nor standeth in the way
of the sinner,

nor seated in the seat
of the scornful.

For he delights
in the law of the Lord

and in that law
doth he meditate night and day

And he should be planted like
a tree by the rivers of water.

That bringeth forth his fruit.

In his season.

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.

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 tell 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.

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 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?

Please.

This feast is to celebrate
our trade agreement

and our
continuing cooperation.

In return for furs, swords,
birds of prey, and slaves,

we are going to give you gold ornaments,
silver ornaments,

pepper, saffron, and silk.

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.

Please.

Mmm. It's good.

What is he saying?

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

You see, I discovered

that Euphemius was trying
to double-cross me,

and return
to the Emperor's favor.

Now, that was unacceptable.

And, in any case,
I no longer need a puppet ruler

since I intend
to capture Sicily myself.

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.

Eyvind.

Ketill Flatnose.

And your daughter, Aud.

And you, Guthrum.

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 boat
yard and prepare the boats.

You'll 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.

Lord, unto Thee
do I lift up my soul.

There. Turn it around!

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?

Bjorn, there's a storm coming.

A storm?

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

Too late.