All language subtitles for Vikings.S06E01.BDRip.x264-ION10

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.

If I had a voice I would sing.

Why is that one-eyed idiot
staring at me all the time?

He's been on the road with us for weeks.

I don't like it.

Tell one of our boys
to find a quiet spot and get rid of him.

They're just mercenaries.

I wouldn't trust them to do anything.

Then maybe you should do it.

Sure.

Bjorn!

Bjorn lronside!

People of Kattegat,
I told you that when I became king,

my rule would be very different
from that of lvar's.

And I mean to keep that pledge.

Ivar built a wall around our town.
He discouraged foreigners,

outlawed free speech and dissent
amongst our own people.

Kattegat can only survive
and grow prosperous through trade,

not conquest. That is my belief.

This is your meeting. Your team.

Your chance to come to me with
whatever you want, and lwill listen.

I am but your humble servant.

Bjorn!

Who are these men?

I know who they are.

All of these men collaborated willingly
with lvar's regime.

They served as his bodyguards.

They did his bidding, whatever that was.
However cruel. However depraved.

They did it without compunction.

Without a thought,
even for their own families.

They burned alive those who were
brave enough to stand against them,

and they burned alive a young woman...

called Thora...

who I loved.

Didn't you?

- Are these men guilty?
- Yes!

And what should I
do with them, huh?

Take these men away.

My son...

the awful responsibilities of kingship.

These men are all guilty.

They committed crimes
against their own people. Against you.

Yes!

And I know you all think
they deserve to die.

Yes!

But there is something
far worse than death. Far worse.

I will banish them for life.

They will become outlaws,
Skogarmaors, men of the forest.

Forever condemned to live in the forest
and other deserted places.

Their property will be confiscated.

They will be branded as Skogarmaors,
and they can be killed with impunity.

This is much worse than death.

They will live not as human beings,
but as ghosts. Outside of human society.

Every day, forced to regret and remember
their decisions, and their crimes...

yet unable to atone for them.

Such is my decision.
All in favor say, "Aye."

- Aye!
- Then it is decided.

Come on! Kill me!
You'll be doing me a favor!

You made the right decision.

- I hope so.
- Lvar would never have set them free.

BuU am not war.

[Uhuds]

[Naughs]

[Naughs]

What do they call you?

My name is Ivar.

They call me Ivar, the Boneless.

I've heard of you.

War...

the Boneless.

Your fame has traveled
along the Silk Road...

like honey, beeswax, furs and slaves.

But why do you travel along it now,
without announcing yourself,

like a thief?

Hmm?

I lost my kingdom to my brothers.

Lam nothing.

And I have nothing
to offer you, Prince Oleg.

It was not my intention to trouble you
with my presence.

- Where were you going?
- Nowhere.

I have no plans.

I am simply fleeing the retribution...

of my brothers.

Well...

you're here now.

Who knows
if your presence will trouble me?

Let us see.

We have embarked
on a new way of life here.

That was always my commitment as king.

To build the most successful
trading station in all of Scandinavia.

But I will need your continued support.
I need my family.

Mother?

I wish you well in your enterprise,
my dear son.

And I'm sure you will succeed.

But in the future,
you will have to do it without me.

I don't understand. Why won't you stay?

I've seen enough of war.

I have seen enough of death.

I have lost so many.

I don't want to be
a public person anymore.

I don't want to be responsible.

Ideswen.

To live a totally
different kind of life.

How can you do that?

I plan to build a farmstead.

Just like the one Ragnar and I lived in
when we were first married,

where we were all so happy.

I plan to build it in the countryside,

untroubled by the problems of running
a large and prosperous town.

Let me get this right.
You want to retire and disappear.

The most famous shield-maiden
in all of Scandinavia.

- In the world.
- Ln the world.

In the future,
you become a simple farmer,

just a forgotten and private person.

Yes. That is what I want, Ubbe.

I no longer wish to be famous.

You must forgive me, Bjorn,
but my mind is made up.

Then I must accept it.

Can I count on you, Ubbe?

Actually, Bjorn...

fact is, just like our father,

I feel the compulsion and need
to go exploring again.

Surely, you of all people
can understand that.

I was once told about
a land far to the west.

A wanderer had glimpsed it
from his boat.

It's an uninhabited land.
Thickly forested.

Trees as high as mountains.
He could not reach it himself.

But they say just the vision of it
still haunts him to this day.

I wanna find that land.

If it really exists.

Well, I can hardly stop you.

Yet I will miss you, brother.

And what about you, Hvitserk?

I'm sure you also have
some reason to leave.

If it is my fate to kill Ivar,
then I must try to find him.

Where would you begin?
The world is such a big place.

Surely, the gods will one day show you
the rock under which he has crawled,

and until then,
you can stay here and help me.

Probably better to stay
than to chase shadows, huh?

Well, I guess
it is true what they say.

Nothing lasts forever.

Wherever we may go,

may the gods continue
to love and protect us. Yes?

- Skol.
- Skol.

Now, my friend, is the time for truth.

Tell us about this King Ivar.

Why were you so quiet
this evening? You hardly spoke.

You spoke of family.

But family isn't everything.

In the end...

we are born alone and we die alone.

Yet, we need our family.

We need our loved ones.

I need you, Gunnhild.

I am here.

I love you.
I have told you so, and I am honest.

More honest than you, I think.

Hmm.

And tomorrow?

Tomorrow I will still love you.

I would walk into the fire for you.

But beyond that, who knows?

Though married,
lam still free in my soul.

Sometimes, you are hard to love.

No.

I think I am very easy.

- Kiss me.
- No, you kiss me.

You see? Nothing is so complicated.

Only thinking makes it so.

Hmm.

Is it true

that the cripple you were accompanying
is the famous Ivar, the Boneless?

Yes, Prince.

- He lost the battle?
- To his brothers.

Bjorn lronside, Ubbe, Hvitserk.

All of them.
Sons of the famous Ragnar Lothbrok.

How can I believe that he's a king?

Where is the proof? You have none.

You're lying.

You think I'm a fool?

A fatal mistake.

He's not just a king!

What? What did you say?

I said Ivar... he's not just a king.

I don't understand. Then what is he?

He's a god.

A 90d?

- A god.
- Yes.

A true god,
revealed to the world at Kattegat.

We're Christians now,

but we still have some strong memories
of the old gods.

And still, perhaps, some fear of them.

So, if he's a god...

why was he traveling
through my kingdom in disguise?

What are his real intentions?

I can't help being suspicious.

I need to know.

You can imagine my desire, can't you?

Please.

You had better to tell me...

my friend.

There's nothing left to say.

We have had some problems
with your friend.

He was not cooperative. Not helpful.

I don't understand.
What has he done wrong?

Your friend refused to tell us
why you had really come here,

to my kingdom, in disguise.

I already told you. There was no reason.

There is always a reason.

Always.

Lageflha.

Maybe.

Let's take a look.

Hmm.

You are fight, Tom.

This is where I shall build my farm.

This is where I shall live out
the rest of my days.

We will help you to build it.

Hmm.

We will not sail anywhere

until your new farmhouse is built
and you're settled.

I would need some livestock.

Not much. A few goats, a pig maybe.
A horse to pull the plough.

Are you really going
to live here, Lagertha?

- Yes.
- All on your own?

- Probably.
- Won't you be lonely?

No, honey, I won't be lonely.

Because I will be visited
by Grandfather Ragnar

and a lot of other friendly ghosts.

I also have some news.

You don't need to tell me.

You are with child.

Life goes on.

Life goes on.

Pull.

What do you think?

Would you like to fly,
Ivar, the Boneless?

- I don't understand.
- There is nothing to understand.

Once we get enough speed,
we'll be free of the earth.

Isn't that the dream of all humans?

I don't know.

Surely, for you
who cannot walk...

who can only crawl across this earth,

the thought of flying free as a bird
above it must be exciting, huh?

Go!

Let go!

Don't be scared!

You won't die if I'm with you!

- Go!
- No, no, no!

No!

[No! Let go]

'ISt go!
- No!

Whoo!

I wanted to bring you up here.

Why?

Because you're a god.

It's true, isn't it?

You are a direct descendant of Odin.

You've been revealed
as a god, yes.

The gods travel across the sky!

Don't they?

You won't die if you're with me.

You are not a god!

If I out your ropes, you would fall
to the ground and die! Isn't that true?

Do you believe, huh?

Now do you believe?

King Bjorn, Queen Gunnhild.

We bring news of King Harald.

We were led to believe that King Harald
had died of his wounds.

It's true he was wounded in the battle,

but King Olaf rescued him
and took him back home.

Well, that was
indeed noble of King Olaf.

Perhaps, not so much.

While King Harald was sick,
King Olaf claimed his kingdom.

And had enough warriors
to enforce his claim.

That is a pity.

What has it got to do with me?

But he does not want to be ruled
by King Olaf.

He knows his life is threatened
and likely to be forfeit.

He also remembers
that he came willingly to your aid

when you desired
to attack your brother Ivar.

And that he personally saved you
when Ivar tried to capture and kill you.

Therefore he claims an obligation.

He asks you, as a true Viking,

as a son of Ragnar,
as a friend and ally,

to help him overthrow the usurper.

I am sure we are very sorry
for King Harald's plight.

But I am not sure we are
under any obligation to him.

On the contrary, King Harald believes
that you have become true friends.

Whatever has happened
between you in the past...

He could've pressed his claim

to the kingship of all Norway
when he had the power.

And he could have pressed his claim
to marry you, Queen Gunnhild.

As a man of honor, he did neither.

But now, King Bjorn...

he reaches out to you as another man...

Man of honor, for your help.

We heard that you had
become king of Kattegat.

So, the real question is...

what kind of a king are you going to be?

I Will think On it.

I have something to show you.

What is this place?

The mausoleum of my dead wife.

The most sacred place in the palace.

And the most sacred place in my heart.

HOW did she die?

I killed her.

She was young and foolish.

I discovered that she was
sleeping with one of my aides.

I loved her.

She was enchanting.

I thought of her all the time.

Even on the battlefield.

Yet...

all that time...

in some sordid room
here in the palace...

she was secretly betraying me.

I know your pain.

Then you know all about
the fickleness of women.

I somehow knew you would understand.

I don't bring many people down here.

But you...

I think you and I...

are going to have
a very special relationship.

Itruly think so.

As the sun sets...

and in the sight of the gods, I swear,

lwill fight no more.

Forever.

Those messengers disturbed me today.

I know.

I did not expect it.

It was when they asked me
what kind of king I was expected to be.

I thought I had answered that.

I thought I knew.

When I spoke to the people,
I spoke from the heart.

I thought it was my answer.

I am sure it was your answer.

Those messengers, those unknown men,

they spoke to something deeper.

I'm sure they did not know it then.

King Harald secretly commissioned them,
I know that, but still...

You are confusing things.

Whether or not you go
to the aid of King Harald

will not define what you are as a king.

Then what will define it?

Perhaps your differences
from your father.

Or my similarity.

He was still loved.

You must be yourself.

I want to be myself.
I'm just not sure how to be.

After all, doing the right thing
might just be the easy way.

That is always the danger.

To do the right things
for the wrong reasons.

You are so right to be cautious.

When I look out
into the Great Hall...

I see my father and my mother.

Why wouldn't I?

And suddenly, I feel old.

I'm not their son any longer.

Lam your husband.

A father.

And I am a king.

I have decided
to treat your arrival here

as a sign, an omen.

You see, for a long time, we Rus,
guided by my brother-in-law, King Rurik,

looked to the east for trade,
conquest and expansion.

Yet even before your...

I admit, somewhat
unexpected appearance...

I had begun to question
this way of thinking.

Perhaps, after all...

it's time for us to look west again.

Years ago, I hung my shield
on the city gates of Constantinople.

But now, it's time
to hang it on the gates of Kattegat.

Our ancestral and original home.

And you can help me.

And be revenged upon your brothers
at the same time.

I say it is a fine plan.

Now I see that my arrival here in Kiev

was no accident, as I supposed,
but all arranged by the gods.

For how could it be otherwise?

The gods.

Let us drink to...

Odin.

To Odin.