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(IF I HAD A HEART PLAYING)

More, give me more
Give me more

If I had a heart
I could love you

If I had a voice
I would sing

After the night
When I wake up

I'll see
What tomorrow brings

(VOCALIZING)

If I had a voice
I would sing

(MUSIC PLAYING)

King Harald!

I will think of you in York.

I left some good men
in charge there.

I will be glad to meet them,

but York will only be
a staging post for us.

Good. I still consider it
part of my new kingdom.

I think it is a good thing
that I'm leaving.

Yes, I agree.
I think it is a good thing.

But don't worry.

With my ships filled
with treasure and slaves,

I will come back.

Skol.

Skol.

What's the matter
with you, huh?

Little brother?

I am not your little brother.

And you know
exactly what's wrong with me.

Margrethe is dead.

I know.

Of course, you know!
You ordered the killing!

Why would I do that?

Because she knew
that you can never
get a woman pregnant.

But that is not quite true.
Is it, sweet?

No.

Tell them why.

For I am with child.

IVAR: She is with my child.

And in any case,
she was a crazy woman.

I liked her.

She was right about you
from the very beginning, Ivar.

Be very careful
of what you say
about me, Hvitserk.

Why? Will you kill me next?

Just remember
I am also a son
of Ragnar Lothbrok.

The people of Kattegat
don't love you, Ivar.

What do you think
they would do

if you even touched
the hair on my head?

Well, just a thought.

Why don't you go
back to England

with King Harald, then?

I belong here with you, Ivar.
You know that.

I chose your side.

And now, for good or ill,

you're stuck with me.

(CHUCKLES)

Hyah!

Hyah!

Bishop Cuthred is dead.
What?

Cuthred is dead.
Murdered!

Murdered? By who?

By Lord Heahmund.
In the cathedral.

Where is Heahmund, now?

Here, in the chapel.

Let me speak
with him alone.

But he will...
Alone.

Heahmund!

How dare you?
Sire.

In all of this world,
there can be no justification

for murdering
a servant of God
in His own house.

And now,
still drenched in
the martyr's blood,

you come and defile
this holy place, too.

Surely, to God,
you do not mean
to try and defend yourself.

I killed Cuthred
because he and
the other bishops,

clergy, and several of
your leading ealdormen,

formed a conspiracy
to overthrow you,
and then,

to assassinate you,

for your attacks on
the power and privilege
of the church,

which they think
has only just begun.

For your offer
of friendship to pagans,
and for your weakness.

I felt I had
no choice but act,

to save both your crown,

and your life.

JUDITH: Did he tell you
who else was involved
in the conspiracy?

What other Bishops? Ealdormen?

No, only that Cuthred
was at the heart of it.

And he told me
that if I now restored him

to the bishopric of Sherborne,

then he might
easily identify the others.

But if you were
to reinstate Heahmund,

it would cause
the greatest outrage
and resentment,

especially in the church.

Even so, Mother,
Heahmund has possibly
shown himself

to be my greatest supporter.

JUDITH: This is true.

I have to say, brother,

that I'm amazed and outraged

that you would even
consider giving shelter,

let alone preferment

for a self-acknowledged
murderer.

Instead, Heahmund
shall be punished

for his heinous crime.

That is not your
decision, brother.

For I am King,

and I alone can make
that determination.

We are not sure
what has happened.

No one has told us.

But I see
you are imprisoned.

I killed the man
who replaced me as bishop.

Why?

He found out about us.

He would have
betrayed me to King Alfred,

and I would never
have been restored.

So now, everything
depends on the King.

Yes. Everything.

If he believes
that we will protect him
against his enemies,

then all shall be well.

I'm not sure what
to think about you.

I'm trying to do
the right thing.

For us, and for Wessex.

And yet, now,
you are imprisoned.

Grandfather,

you have laid upon me,
such a burden.

I'm not sure your choice
was wise, after all.

They whisper that I'm weak.

I fear they're right.

Grandfather, give me strength.

LAGERTHA:
King Alfred is in trouble.

There are those here,
who want to overthrow him.

They think he's weak.

They don't like the fact
that he allows us
to live here.

But Bishop Heahmund said
he'd protect us.

He is imprisoned
for murder,

and incapable
of protecting anyone.

Perhaps we should
never have come here.

If we stayed in Norway, Torvi,
we would all be dead by now.

It seems
we're all at the mercy

of circumstances
beyond our control.

We have to pray to the Gods
that the King
overcomes his enemies.

Pray? Is that
all we can do? Pray?

No.

There is something else
that we can do.

The King has asked us
to be baptized in
the Christian faith.

That way, he can
appease his enemies.

He will no longer
be supporting and
harboring pagans,

but we will be
fellow Christians.

He asked you this
personally?

Yes.

And did you tell him
that there was no way

that you would
renounce our Gods?

Did you?

Our father is in Valhalla.

He's sitting
beside the Allfather.

He's sitting
across from Thor.

They are drinking together,
and they are happy together.

Are you telling me
that you don't believe it?

I think what Ubbe...
BJORN: Let Ubbe
speak for himself.

What do you say, Ubbe?

Our father stopped
believing it.

Bah!

Did King Alfred
tell you that, too?

And you actually
believed him?

Sometimes, I wonder
if you're Ragnar's son at all!

(CHOKING)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

INGVILD: Did you see them?
No.

FRODI: Perhaps,
they're not coming.

They will come.

Son.

Father.

So, Floki, what is it
you have to say?

We're all here.

I've risen from the dead.

Just as Odin did.

I died,

and then I was reborn,

here, on this island.

Among the Gods.

But I don't care about myself.

I care about all of you.

I want you to live
together peacefully.

I've suffered the loss
of two of our children.

Bul

and Thorgrim.

Hmm.

I know what it's like
to lose a child.

The days ahead will be hard.

And our real hope

lies with the child that
Ketill's daughter, Thorunn,

carries in her belly.

For Eyvind's son,
Helgi was also involved.

So, now, I beg of you all
one last time,

to please bury your axes.

Floki's right.

I have been harsh on Floki.

It's true
I doubted his motives.

But I see I was wrong.

I believe Floki
is a pure spirit.

The death of my son, Bul,

caused my family
terrible grief.

But I see now,
the death of Thorgrim,

caused Ketill and his family
the same agony.

So,

let us look forward,

as a community,

to the birth
of a new child.

Let us drink to the new child.

Skol!

ALL: Skol!

SOLDIER: You two.
Captain's calling. Now!

Princess Elsewith. I have
neither courted,
nor attended to you.

If you told me that you
no longer had any desire
to marry me,

then I would understand,
and freely release you

from any agreement
made in my name.

However,

in the unlikely event
that you were still

willing to proceed
with the marriage,

then let me tell you
what you might expect.

You'll be queen
to a kingdom at war,

and likely soon
to be attacked again.

You'll be married
to a king

who is in present danger
of being overthrown
and assassinated.

Forgive me, My Lady,

but I cannot make
the prospect sound
any more attractive.

ELSEWITH: Thank you.

I have nothing to go back to,
nor any wish to do so.

If I were your wife,

I would gladly share
your dangers and tribulations,

and help you carry
the terrible burden

that fate has placed upon you.

I had not expected
this conversation to
proceed in this manner.

ELSEWITH: Good.

I would hate you ever
to think me predictable.

My Lords,

I've summoned you here
once more because after
much prayer and thought,

I've made
an important decision.

I've decided to restore
His Grace Bishop Heahmund,

to the bishopric of Sherborne.

MAN 1: What?
MAN 2: No!

MAN 3: He's mad!

The murder of Lord Cuthred
must forever be upon
his conscience

and he must defend himself
before God.

But we, My Lords,
in these dark and
most uncertain days,

when Wessex is threatened
as never before
in our history,

we cannot,
and I will not do without

the services of the man
who is our sword,

the greatest warrior
for Christ in this kingdom.

He's mad.

MAN 4: What should we do?

MAN 2: He's a madman.
He's a madman.

I wish also, to announce
my marriage to Princess
Elsewith of Northumbria.

MAN 1: How lovely!

MAN 2: Maybe an heir,
good news at last.

There is one final matter.

Ubbe,
the son of Ragnar Lothbrok,
and his wife, Torvi,

have agreed to be baptized
into our Christian faith.

My Lords! Please!

I ask all of you,
in God's name,

to recognize
and celebrate this conversion.

It marks the beginning
of something important.

Without the help
of these people,
who were once our enemies,

Wessex cannot,
and will not survive.

ALL: No!

MAN 1: He's mad.
MAN 2 ...keep the
kingdom together?

He should not
have done that.

He should never have
put the murderer

to such a high position
in our holy church.

Alfred is doing what he thinks
is best for Wessex.

And we must support him,
must we not?

He's my brother.
Of course, I support him.

Good. At least,
his marriage is arranged
and settled.

Now, it's time
to arrange yours.

You have no need
to arrange everything
in the world.

And as a matter of fact,
I've already chosen my bride.

May I know her name?

Ethelfled.

Do I know her?
I do not think so.

She's Cuthred's daughter.

MAN: Open the gate!

He's strong!
And all his teeth
and fingers, too.

Come on! Six? Seven? Eight?

(ALL CHEERING)

Welcome back!

MAN 2: King Harald! Welcome!

MAN 3: King Harald!

HEAHMUND:
Before being received
into God's holy church,

you must renounce
your former errors.

I renounce my belief in Odin,
and all other pagan Gods.

I renounce my belief in Odin
and all other pagan Gods.

With my breath,

I do exorcise
these evil spirits
which inhabit you.

(HEAHMUND SPEAKING LATIN)

ALL: Amen.

MAN: Welcome!

King Harald Finehair.
Welcome to York.

I am Jarl Olavson.
Ivar the Boneless
left me in charge here.

I'm happy to meet you,
Jarl Olavson.

But don't expect
to be in charge here
for much longer.

We have just been
promised eternal life.

I don't feel any different.
Do you?

Hmm?

I now have to wear
these crosses, though.

They said that their
new God died on the cross
for our sins.

What sins?
Well...

Now, I do feel different.

Well, you could always
wear it again.

HEAHMUND: Do you, Alfred,
son of Aethelwulf,

before all these witnesses
here gathered,

take this woman, Elsewith,
as your lawful wife,

to have and to hold,
from this moment
until death parts you?

I do.

And you, Elsewith, before all
these witnesses here gathered,

take this man, Alfred,
to have and to hold,
forsaking all others,

to serve and obey
until you die?

I do.

(HEAHMUND SPEAKING LATIN)

ALL: Amen.

Amen.
Amen.

HEAHMUND: In the sight
of all these witnesses,

and in the sight of God,

I now pronounce you,

man and wife.

(APPLAUSE)

Bjorn Ironside.
Yes?

You and I have
much in common.

How?

We share the same father.

My name is Magnus.
I'm Ragnar's son
by Queen Kwenthrith.

I grew up here
on the royal estate
with Alfred.

He was my childhood friend.

But in the end,
after Ragnar was
imprisoned here,

I was expelled.

Alfred's family threw me
to the wolves.

We had heard
Ragnar fathered a son
in Wessex.

Yes, I managed to survive.
Of course, they don't
know I survived.

They don't even
know who I am.

I heard you were here.
My half-brothers.

And I had to see you.

Well, this is incredible.

You have no idea
how happy this makes me.

After all these years
of being lost.

Well, now, my brother,
you are found.

(BELL TOLLING)

(HEAHMUND SPEAKING LATIN)

The gate! The gate!

Make way.

I'm here to attack Wessex.

Their defenses were weakened
by our Great Army.

But I saw enough
when I was there

to know that there are still
plenty of places to plunder.

And I want to be rich,
for I have considerable
ambitions.

It may interest you to know
that Wessex has a new king.

Who?
A boy. Ecbert's
grandson, Alfred.

Then they're even weaker
than I thought.

Why did you say that
I would not be in charge
very long?

As far as I know,
you and Ivar, the Boneless,
are allies.

I didn't mean to insult you.

I want to invite you
to rape Wessex with me.

We can enjoy
the fruits of victory,

and then we can
make new plans.

New plans?
Yes.

Do you want to stay here,
in York, all your life,

and look after it for Ivar?

No. It's true,
I've always had
bigger ambitions.

A Viking.
Of course, you did.

So...

After we plunder Wessex,
you and I, together,

will return in triumph
to Kattegat.

To share our spoils
with its king?

No. We overthrow its king.

It seems to me, that you
are not a son
of Ragnar Lothbrok.

Neither am I.
But the sons of
Ragnar Lothbrok

are the most famous people
in all our world.

And I'm not sure
that I wish to fight
against them.

Any of them.

What is there in a name?
Nothing.

In times to come,
no one will remember
Ragnar Lothbrok and his sons.

They will be
utterly forgotten.

I can hardly remember
his name even now.

Perhaps you're right.

But in that case,
what a poorer place
the world will be.

We should always
remember Ragnar Lothbrok,

even if we did not know him.

Even if we only
heard his name,
and do you know why?

Because we are all
sons of Ragnar Lothbrok.
All of us.

Hmm.

Think on it, Jarl Olavson.

The king has shown
courage, after all.

He has.
More than I expected.

What happens, now?

(SIGHS)

I must heed
to flush out the others
who conspired against him.

And against us.

Alfred is not safe,
despite his courage.

If Cuthred was
once their leader,
who is their leader now?

I don't know.

But I'm almost certain
they intended to replace
Alfred with Aethelred.

But whether Aethelred
is part of the conspiracy
or not,

I've yet to discover.

I wish I could help.

Even now, the forces of Satan
are gathering to strike.

That is why you are here.

To help me fight
against the Devil.

It's Aethelred.

ALL: Come on! Come on!

(INAUDIBLE)

(INAUDIBLE)

You wanted to speak
to me, brother?

Yes, my brother.

Come. Sit down. Drink.
I have some wonderful news.
Great news.

Isn't that right,
my sweetheart?

Yes, wonderful news.

Come on, sit down.

Sit down.

So, what's the great news?
I would love some great news.

Where to start.

You know that our
whole family is descending
from the Allfather.

Yes.
Yes, that is you.
That is me, too.

You and me are
descended from Odin.
Everyone knows that.

You also remember,
when we were young,

you and your brothers always

made fun of me
because I was different.

I don't remember me
making fun of you, Ivar.

No, but you pitied me.
And I was ashamed.

I hated being a cripple.
Always breaking my bones.

The endless pain.
I was so angry
all the time, Hvitserk.

And I asked myself,
why did the gods
hate me so much?

Wh... Why me?

And then, Freydis
explained something to me.

She told me that
being deformed

was a sure sign
of the gods' favor.

They marked me out
as a very special person.

It wasn't a badge of shame,
after all. Not a curse,

but a blessing.

It's true. I knew that.

Why are you telling me
this, Ivar?

I am telling you this because
this very special person has

realized something
extraordinary and
astonishing about himself.

It is so obvious.
Realized what?

Realized that I am not just
descended from the gods.

No, no, no, no.

The fact is, Hvitserk,

Ivar, the Boneless, is a god.

FREYDIS: He is a god.

And I am carrying
his divine child.

You're crazy, Ivar.

I am not crazy. I am not.

That is your mistake.
I did the impossible.

I am going to be a father.

I am divine. And to celebrate,

we will have a feast,
and we will invite everyone
in Kattegat.

And we will make a sacrifice
dedicated to my fellow gods,

welcoming me into the family
of the Aesir.

But it must be
an important sacrifice.

It must be someone that
the gods will have heard of.

Someone that all the people
will have heard of. Some...

Someone.

You don't know
what you're saying, brother.

Well? What is your decision?

I will raid Wessex with you.

Good. Good.

And, what of your
authority here?

I would recognize you
as King over York,

and I will no longer
feel bound to serve Ivar.

In which case, you will
come with me to overthrow him,

even though he is
a son of Ragnar.

Show me your arm ring.

Is that answer enough?

Thorunn! Thorunn!

(SCREAMS)

She's gone.

She's gone.
What do you mean, "gone"?

Thorunn, she's disappeared.

I don't understand.
She can't have disappeared.

Mother told me
she had gone to pray
at the waterfall.

She felt her time was near.

She wanted to pray to Freya
for a safe delivery.

She wasn't there. I shouted.
I looked for her.

She disappeared.

Come on.
Yes, father.

Oh, no. Please, please,
please, please. Please.

Not your sister. Not Thorunn.

You have lived your life
in the shadows.

So why don't you
reveal yourself,
your true identity, to Alfred.

Why, he was a companion
of your youth.

I'm sure he would
recognize you.

No, his father expelled me
from the villa.

Alfred never tried to find out
what happened to me.

If I was to reveal myself,
I'm sure that they'd kill me.

King Ecbert and
his family betrayed me

as they betrayed our father.

They say that you're here
to support King Alfred.

How can you do that?

We are at Alfred's mercy.

He should be at yours.

Alfred is just as guilty
as his father
and his grandfather

for the death of our father.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN 1: Hail the god, Ivar.
MAN 2: Hail the god, Ivar.

MAN 3: Hail the god, Ivar.
Hail the god, Ivar.

MAN 2: Hail the god, Ivar.
MAN 3: Hail the god, Ivar.

Move! Get out!
(PEOPLE SHOUTING)

Move! Move!

Come on!

And, you! Go!
Go! Move!

(BARBARIC SHOUTING)

PRIEST: Kneel before
the god, Ivar.

Kneel down.

PRIEST: Bow your heads.
MAN: On your knees.

PRIEST: Bow to god Ivar!

Bring out the sacrifice!

(SCREAMS)
(ALL SHOUTING)

Ivar!

MAN 1: Hail Ivar!

MAN 2: Ivar!

MAN 3: Ivar! Hail Ivar!

MAN 1: Ivar!

(MUSIC PLAYING)