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-What's this one called then? -Charging stick.

That's right. Your sister has taught you well.

- Freya! - Thank you, Freya. Nice. Good work.

Freya!

- Put it back together. -Okay, Dad.

What do you think of this one?

I like it. - Mom, do you like this?

It's really pretty.

An emerald necklace that belonged to our great-grandmother.

Do you think it suits my dress?

What happened, Freya?

Our house?

The forest? The forest near our house. Through the forest...? Okay. Yes.

The ridge.

Freya, what is that?

Troops?

-Which soldiers? -Danes.

How many?

Many.

Don't stop for anyone. Do you remember Sten Sture?

-Give this to him, no one else. - Here you have some food to take with you.

-What's going on, dad? -Do not worry.

Ride fast. I need you here soon. The most beautiful bridesmaid ever.

-Okay, come on. You have work to do. -Not now again, dad.

DIDRIK SLAGHECK aka EVIL MAN

SYLVESTRE alias GUY WITH SCARS

HANS GÄBLEIN alias A GERMAN BROTHER

ADOLF GÄBLEIN alias ANOTHER GERMAN BROTHER

HOLGER aka GREAT DANISH GUY

Sylvester. Check that out.

How long?

Still fresh.

Swedish bastards. I hate them all so much.

Take a look at this, Didrik.

-Are you ready for this life change? -Yes. I'm ready.

Stay with God and everything will work out.

Is it that easy?

Nothing is easy.

We live in dark and troubled times.

- Without God it becomes impossible. -I have a couple of doubts.

-Doubt? - I want to dedicate my life to Johan.

And to God. But I'm not quite sure where I fit in.

Shouldn't I have more of a purpose?

I must be able to be a bit more...

-...useful. -Obvious.

Your father Ulf Eriksson is a powerful man.

He and other powerful men will build a strong country.

A strong Sweden. And that strength comes from God.

You have it in you too, my child.

Take her!

Take her! Take her!

Find her!

Look here. Same sign.

She is gone!

GUSTAV TROLLE alias THE ARCHBISHOP

Go ahead, my friends.

Why did you take so long?

An army of ten thousand men moves slowly.

You should have freed me last year.

-Or the year before that. -I know.

-Or the year before that, Didrik. -I know.

-The king was in love. -And now he isn't?

-She died. - I'm glad to hear that.

-Nice to see you, whore. -The same.

All right.

Do you know...

Do you recognize this?

Eriksson's.

They really are a pain.

THREE YEARS EARLIER

Ulf Eriksson was there when Sten Sture took everything from me.

STEN STURE alias SWEDEN'S REPRESENTATIVE

If he is not stopped, Sweden will leave the Union and we will suffer.

The trade, the church. It affects us all. No one is safe.

- He's a traitor. - He definitely is.

Bishop Brask? What was that?

The Holy Spirit.

-We do it. - We're going to get that bastard.

-I see him! - Now we have him!

I was hunted like a dog.

Archbishop Gustav Trolle!

By the devil himself.

-Sten Sture. -You are under arrest for high treason.

You will die for this.

Burn everything, please.

Come on, Troll. Let's go.

No. I can't stand here and talk.

I have things to do and people to eliminate.

-You are dead! -I shot you first!

-Come on, you two should get ready. -You lost again.

- It's a big day today, boys. -Are you going to live in Stockholm now?

Yes, with Johan. But I promise we will visit regularly.

When will Freya come home?

Soon, baby, soon.

Help them out.

- Johan! Welcome! - Ulf! - Maria.

-How was the trip? -It was good.

Anne.

You look fantastic.

- We can't see each other. It means bad luck. -Stop being a larva, Johan.

- No, I'm not looking. - It's really ridiculous.

- No, that's wise. -Can you help me snap?

Please.

-Okay. -Thanks.

There we have one.

-Two. -Oh, jeez.

Shouldn't we...

-I think we should...wait. -Yes, we should wait.

Anne? Are you ready?

Good. Yes, we should wait.

-Until it's...official. -Officially, yes.

Let us now humbly ask God to bless this bride and groom.

May he in his mercy promote you with his help.

Before God and these witnesses- -I

now declare you husband and wife.

You can now kiss.

Go in peace to praise the Lord with your life.

Where is Freya?

It's funny how some people are notoriously hard to like.

I invite you all to wish the bride and groom a long, happy life.

Till death do us apart.

I still think it's a shame to come here- -completely

unfriendly like this on his daughter's wedding day.

Is that meant to be ironic?

- Now we do this. -That's the spirit.

Dad!

Help! Help me!

It is okay.

-Come on, old friend. -Now we do it.

Stop it, you bastards!

Ulf Eriksson.

You signed a writ convicting me of treason.

I did. I would do it again.

Really? - Do it.

No no no. No!

It is enough! Shut up!

Lars!

We got a tough guy here, huh? Come on, show me what you can do.

Right here.

Come on, come on.

Yes...you can do it.

-Run to dad. -Dad.

Dad...

Lars!

No!

Just shut up!

No.

-Forgive me. -No! No!

Daniel! No! Daniel!

Daniel, stop! Daniel!

Mom told me not to get my shirt dirty.

We avoid the shirt. If it's possible.

Daniel! Daniel!

Kill him. Otherwise I'll kill you and your stupid brother.

You stupid German bastard.

That didn't go well.

forgive me father for I have sinned.

Sylvester! Spare the priest.

We are not beasts.

You get to live to see another day.

Killer!

What a hero. Bring this one. He can be useful.

And I think we're done here.

You and your stupid brother.

- Bring this one! -You fat bastard...

-Really a beautiful wedding. - I almost liked Ulf once.

Oh, what a mess.

- Now we're leaving here! -Okay, come on!

CHRISTIAN II aka KING OF DENMARK

- It escalated, my king. -A wedding, I heard.

Only enemies of the Union.

-And this one then? - That is Johan Night and Day.

Loyal to Sture. Heights in the opposition.

I thought he might be useful to us.

You've made a couple of impermissible decisions here, dear friend.

But I'm okay with that. Everyone knows you've had a rough time.

But make sure to do something about the beard before you visit me next time.

I will.

So, Battle Hedge… You really hate the Swedes, don't you?

I personally dislike them, I don't know if I hate them like you, but...

- They are just so damn ego tripped. -It is so tough.

Yes. It is so tough!

Didrik, are you having those thoughts again?

Look at me. Is this dad thing worrying you again?

Can you try to see it this way, please?

Many men born out of wedlock have accomplished great deeds.

But we end up in hell when we die.

I don't think that's a given. It depends on what you do in life.

And what you do in life is work for me. You work for the king.

Thereby you please and serve God.

Do you think so?

- Surely that sounds logical? -It makes it.

- You see, it helps to talk. -Yes it does.

Now, now...

When we get to Stockholm, when we take back Sweden-

-when the union is intact again...

...maybe we need to clean it up a bit, so to speak.

Can I trust you to help me with that?

-And would that be serving God? - That would be serving God to a great extent.

Yes.

That's the spirit!

Where...where is Johan?

They're gone, Freya.

They are all gone.

Help me find these men.

Freya.

GREAT DANISH GUY GERMAN BROTHERS

GUY WITH SCARS EVIL MAN

Do you really believe all this?

Yes. The Bible. God.

That's what we learn, huh? That God is greater than all of us.

But, Freya, the Bible was written in a chaotic time.

Then there was violence everywhere, endless bloodshed.

And then Jesus came and said that people should love one another.

And that revenge would be handled by God in the next world, wherever that is.

"Avenge not yourselves, but leave room for wrathful judgment"-

-"for it is written: Mine is vengeance, I will repay it, says the Lord."

Do not you understand?

It's all made up nonsense to control people.

I don't care if it's heresy. It's true.

Do not you see? God definitely does not exist.

You saw it, Freya, you saw what they did!

They find us and slaughter us just like the others!

We must be ready.

So teach me to fight like you.

Stupid...damn...Swedish!

Get ready, we're leaving.

Freya, it's not safe here either. We have to leave now.

I'm leaving and I'm going to find those pigs and Johan.

Certainly.

I don't need you anyway.

Are you coming with me, right?!

I interpret that as a yes.

Sorry. I didn't mean what I said.

Please. Please, come with me.

MEANWHILE IN STOCKHOLM

KRISTINA GYLLENSTIERNA alias THE FIRST LADY OF SWEDEN

Maneuver, men!

Now we take the Danish pigs!

Your horse is ready, sir.

- I don't look like that at all. -My wife, I'm not ready.

You are all the same. Where were you educated?

- Dortmund. -Are there women in Dortmund?

Miss Gertrud, can you look at it? You decide, I can't…

-Reach? -Correct. Your inner beauty is missing.

Exactly. Inner beauty. A man cannot understand such a concept.

-My wife. - Yes, Albert?

Your husband must leave. He would like to talk to you first.

Give me the citron.

Come on, Gertrude.

Always. You start with...

Where is your head?

Kristina, there is no room to practice where we are going.

On the contrary. There is a lot of waiting for the campaign. You said so yourself.

-Yes... -You don't become a master without practice.

I'll practice when I get home.

Do you promise?

-Yes. - I want music in my life.

-I promise. Sure, I promise. -Okay.

I love you.

I love you, little friend. And tell the girls that I love them too.

- Excellent, sir. -Yes.

Be careful.

Guys, come on!

All good?

GREAT DANISH GUY GERMAN BROTHERS

MAN WITH SCARS EVIL MAN

Down there we have the Swedish camp and there we have the Danish camp.

Somewhere over there is Johan.

Freya, no. We have to follow the plan. I'll find him, see you down there.

Thanks. See you soon.

I love you.

No no. No. No. Albert, just a glass in the morning before the battle.

-Obvious. - I scribble down a few words.

I'm trying to...encourage the men before all hell breaks loose.

- Very good idea, sir. -Yes.

You know what? Sit down, and we'll talk.

Albert.

Can I say that we shall give the Danish pigs a good fight?

-Perhaps considerable resistance. -Good.

Very good. Solid resistance.

Albert, do you think they will be impressed?

-Who, the Danes? -Yes.

I do not know. The Danish army has soldiers from all over Europe.

-And they have new modern cannons. -So we have to be cunning?

- List would be good. -Yes...

You see, we have to use the little we have in a very smart way.

-Of course, yes. - That's why I'm in charge.

So shall I tell the men to be cunning?

-Absolutely. -Yes! Of course I will.

You know what? I might take that second glass after all.

Damn.

- Archers! Done! -Yes, sir!

Shoot!

I will kill you.

Now we take them!

Give fire!

We have surrounded them, sir!

Return fire!

Returning the fire!

Good boy. Do not worry.

Holger.

You fucking Swede!

Freya!

Ride, ride, ride!

Out of the way, make way!

Get here a field cutter!

Paving the way, paving the way!

And one and two and one, two, three, four.

I am unhappy with Iliana's progress. She is clearly not a natural.

- Thank goodness she has a sweet face. - I think she can develop.

But Magdalena has something.

See how she handles the strings. She has inherited my sense of melody.

Yes, she is a natural. Just like his mother.

I want them to have music in their lives and her father doesn't directly contribute.

Iliana! That's not how a woman behaves!

I hate this. I would have rather been out at war as a father.

-Take Magdalena out to play. -Yes, my wife, of course. - Come on.

We've talked about this...Iliana.

-Women and children do not go to war. -Why not?

-They just don't. -What kind of answer is that?

If...if we went to war, they'd be confused-

-and they need to feel like they're saving us.

When will father come back?

Soon, Iliana. And then we should be grateful and praise him.

Now pick up your flute and practice.

-Lord. -Good.

He asked to speak to you.

You are welcome.

Hello. How are you?

-Huh? -Nice to see you.

Yes, it's really nice to see you too.

My mother and father had greeted you so well, but they are…

They are all dead.

Everyone's dead, Sten.

- I'll join them soon. -No, no, no, you scratch yourself.

The art of medicine has made enormous progress in the last decade.

You will go again and...run with your kids.

Yes...

...national director.

Okay. I tell Kristina that she will be the new head of state.

Say hello to Kristina that I love her and I'm terribly

sorry for- -that I didn't practice more on the zither.

I will.

May God help us all…

Huh?

May God help us all.

Yes.

May God help us all.

Damn!

Four left.

Now a detour to Stockholm.

We have to tell my cousin that she is the new head of state.

Yes, cousin. Kristina, Sten's wife...

...widow, is my cousin on my father's side.

Either way, it does the same.

Take care of this.

Damn!

Kill them all!

Freya!

Come on!

Give her to me.

Freya!

My wife.

He was the bravest man I ever met.

Get a doctor here, quick!

Come on.

Well, there are indications that one of your cannonballs…

One of my cannonballs, what? Out with the language, spy.

- I'm not a spy. -I think you are.

I am a bishop.

Hemming Gadh at your service. I will prevent this from becoming a bloodbath.

HEMMING GADH aka THE SPY

So you betray your own people?

-I see both sides. -And you said...?

Right. One of your cannonballs hit Sten Sture.

And later he died.

This is very good news, spy.

I guess that means there is what they call…

...a power vacuum in your country then?

-Right. - Then then?

It seems that Sture's wife Kristina will be the new head of state.

A woman? Seriously?

Yes, Kristina is a woman, that's right.

But fully capable, I'd say.

In bed?

In bed!

-It was good. -Very funny. If I may...

- You still have to negotiate. - I am Sweden's rightful king.

The Union is my father's legacy. I won't let it be

taken away from me- -by some fucking Swedish peasants!

-Okay. -Negotiate what?

-Some conditions. -What conditions?

I don't know, the terms of our... their surrender perhaps?

Perhaps? Either you know or you don't. Which is it?

Be clear when you talk to me. I want a yes or no answer.

You should probably negotiate the terms for the Swedes' capitulation.

Now he knows. But I don't think you know. You

say you know- -when you don't. So which one is it?

Why are you looking around? Look at me!

-When you talk to me, look at me. -When you speak...look at him.

-Look at him! -Look at me!

-Which one is it? -What?

Does anyone else have any suggestions? Battle hedge?

I think we'll take Stockholm and show the woman who's boss!

Good morning.

My cousin is Kristina Gyllenstierna. And I have to talk to her.

- Was he in a lot of pain? -Yes. But he...

Did you comfort him?

-I tried. - Good that he died with a relative there.

-Horse meat must always be heated through. -Yes. Thanks for the advice.

Did he say anything else?

That you are prime minister now, but...

I guess you already figured it out.

I am terribly sorry.

You said the swine spared not even women and children.

-No. - Devils.

Did you recognize anyone?

Bishop Trolle was there.

Of course he was.

What are they doing with Johan?

They are using him and others to get me to give them the city.

I need your help.

They killed my little brothers. They took Johan.

And now Freya. I can't even imagine what they might do to her.

- I want to see them dead, Kristina. - We have to negotiate, Anne.

-That's how it's done. -Why waste time?

-Give them hell! -Hell tends to turn.

My wife, I am truly sorry for your sorrow and if I may…

-Who is she? -My new personal advisor.

Do not worry. I am a patriot through and through.

We all are.

The Danes killed my whole family, so…

- I'm not here to pass the time. - That's not what I meant...

Can you confirm for them that Bishop Troll was involved in the massacre?

Bishop Trolle was in charge when my family was murdered.

His judgment made him vengeful. Well, he was vengeful before that.

It is yet another reason not to let the Danes into our city.

Of course, my wife. But if you allow…

-Not here, there. - You shouldn't have brought anything.

My wife baked it for us. It's a honey cake, a family recipe.

- Go ahead and take it for yourself. -No thanks.

I insist. It would mean everything to my wife.

Okay. As long as you take the first bite.

We all know your Danish contacts, Hemming.

Shall we start this meeting then?

We suffered heavy losses and I do not intend to retreat.

The king's army is strong. It's only a matter of time before he lays siege to the city.

Then he takes it and who knows what will happen to you then?

-And you. - That's true, but...

I heard he is ready to negotiate.

-Where did you hear that, Hemming? - I have my sources, Kristina.

I have that too.

- I'm just pragmatic. -Your pragmatism will be our misfortune.

-Think of your children. - The people of Stockholm are my children.

We will negotiate when we are ready, Hemming.

And tell your wife that her cake was

a bit dry. It was good- -but a little dry.

Hey!

Yes?

Who are you?

- My name is Anne. - I don't sleep with women.

Neither do I. This is something else.

What do you want?

It's my family like your daughter Freja has lived with all these years.

Did you come to blame me for abandoning my daughter?

I wouldn't dare insult you like that.

Freya is in danger.

No! No!

No! No Please!

No! I beg you! I beg you! Please! No. No!

My poor child.

Her father was a brave man.

And he was murdered for his beliefs.

Right in front of her eyes. Slaughtered like an animal.

Freya was five years old.

She never spoke after that.

Not a word.

- I wanted to give her a better life. -I know. I know.

What can a woman do?

It's a class issue, isn't it?

God help us all.

- Please, no! Stop! -Silent!

-No! No! -Hold her!

No. No!

Damn ass!

-What's going on, you stupid German bastards? -Calm down, Didrik, we were just having fun.

Stop now, you fucking idiots.

We're leaving.

-Yes. Burn the place. -You heard what he said. Burn everything.

Come on.

Now we do this.

Print! Print!

Push, push, push!

Push, push, push! Push, push!

Die!

GREAT DANISH GUY GERMAN BROTHERS

Give fire!

-Good morning. -Good morning.

I want to be surrounded by beautiful people.

That's why I get so tired of spending time with someone like Hemming Gadh.

You mustn't take it the wrong way and I know you've had a terrible time.

But, Anne, you look terrible.

You really nailed it, Anne.

I haven't had time to take care of myself lately.

But when you're under my roof, you should look like a real lady.

We're going to have a pure girl's day. No children, no war.

Just us.

So nice.

-Ouch! -Just embrace the pain, Anne.

You were great at the meeting. You have to stand up to them.

-Excuse. Can we stop? - Sorry, my wife.

Who was that man at the meeting? He with his wife's cake.

Hemming Gadh. Before, he was one of us in the fight against the Union.

-Until he switched sides. -Why?

Men switch sides as it suits them. These days, integrity means nothing.

-I would never betray you. - I know that, Anne.

Because you see that the Union does not benefit our people.

- I absolutely do. -In the Union we cannot prosper.

- I think we are ready for the blood now. -Yes, my wife.

What a treat.

Hare. It should help against all kinds of signs of aging.

I don't trust the Danish king at all.

Look at the men he surrounds himself with. They maintain power with terror.

-Don't we all do that? -You're not like that at all.

No, but I have to pretend to be. That's the only way, Anne.

There is no other way.

- I had it custom made for you. -It is so beautiful.

It's a lot nicer than the blood-soaked sack you've been walking around in.

It was part of my wedding dress.

I'm sure it was great.

We can't dwell on the past, time to focus on the future. - Go now!

King Kristian believes that his ridiculous siege will break the Stockholmers.

But that won't happen.

Please. Can you help me?

-Stop stealing all the food, little thief! -You can't take me!

-So they're getting desperate? -Yes, my king.

It's been four months now. No food comes into town.

-How long do you think they will last? - Hard to say.

Kristina has proven to be at least as stubborn as her husband.

I suggest you reach a settlement.

-You're cheating! - I don't cheat!

Gustav. You can't always win. Do you remember that?

-Okay, your turn. -A settlement, you said?

Besieging Stockholm with brute force damages the Union.

When you enter a new province, you have to keep the people on your side.

- Wow. Very clever, the spy. -Thanks.

So we write that you promise to protect Kristina and her people.

They get to keep their freedom and their privileges.

What did you say now? Their privileges too?

-For the moment. We can revise later. -Gustav, we can always revise.

And you release the hostages too.

-Do I? -Yes you do!

Instead of hanging them and burning their corpses in front of the whole town!

-It's called a pressurizing agent. - Yeah? It has a name?

Just think how nice it will be when the Swedish crown is placed on your head.

-Do you know it? - I know it.

I feel it!

Although it is quite heavy.

It's a bit heavy, Hemming. It weighs me down under the water.

Hemming Gadh, save me! It weighs me down!

Hemming! Help him, dammit!

-Hemming, it was at the last second. -I am terribly sorry.

Please, in the future, don't yell at me. I am your king.

-Sure. It is quite heavy. - Surely it is quite heavy?

Put it anywhere.

-My wife. -From your king?

-He will soon be your king too. - He never will be.

-Don't be naive. -Better that than betraying my country.

If you don't choose a side, you are guaranteed to end up with a winner.

Tell Kristina that if

she considers his offer.

.

.

-the king is more than gentle with his prisoners of war. Instead of sending them back in very small pieces. It usually doesn't end well for people like you. Has anyone told you that you are very beautiful?

Here you have it.

Kristian makes the people suffer and then he will ask them to love him.

Only a man could be so stupid.

Oh.

Oh.

He promises amnesty. What is he imagining?

- That we should just join in? -No, this is bigger than all of us.

- The people are starving. We have to do something. -Calm down, we'll sort it out.

He is a snake. Snakes usually lose their heads.

- There must be another way. - We have to do something.

I want to see Johan again, but you can't trust them.

-Danes cannot be trusted. -Do we have to trust them?

- That's a good point. - Of course I want to see him again.

- We get him through the settlement. - You have to do the best for Sweden.

-Heavily flirted? -Extremely.

I like that in women.

-Company, lame! Sit down! -Yes, sir!

Release the prisoners!

Anne!

You look fantastic.

-God! My God, it was wonderful. - Yes, it was great.

Oh my God.

Did they treat you terribly?

Yes, a little at first, but...

But they let me loose sometimes and we got to talk and get to know each other.

- They are actually not bad people. - Unbelievable that you say that.

This union thing...

- I think we should stay. -Huh?!

Denmark has many good qualities.

The king himself visited

me and he explained.

.. that without a union Germany would expand far north.

So we have to stick together.

He talked to me.

King Christian. It was really touching. Johan. Did you talk about the family? Everyday life?

-Happiness and worries? - That's exactly what we talked about.

And you didn't like them at all at first and then you liked them more and more?

Yes. Being a hostage is really complicated...emotionally.

There you have it.

Oh, damn it.

We did it. We united the Union.

My king.

-Can you help me here? -Of course, my king.

Let me start by saying thank you to all of you who came here today.

Especially you, your eminence.

It means everything to me to know that I have Rome's blessing.

We are blessed to have a strong ally in this part of the world.

The coronation could not have been a prouder moment for me.

Or a bigger moment for Sweden.

- Gustav. -In that order?

- Gustav. Thank you for a beautiful coronation. - Thank you, my king.

Thanks. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

Don't be shy now. There is much more where all this came from.

Surely this is nice? Here we are.

Gathered for a meal as one big happy family.

More like a dysfunctional family.

Yes, there has been violence, but you kind of asked for it, didn't you?

You trapped my friend here for years. It wasn't very kind.

But I think someone brought something to someone to show some good will.

- Isn't that so, Gustav? -That's right, my king. Obvious.

I just have to find it.

-Lord. -There, yes. Thanks.

I know how much you women need these things.

Hair stuff.

This is a very good and stable design.

This is the finest Danish silver and I promise

you- -it will last you a lifetime. Allow me.

- Now sit completely still. -Okay.

- I have to be very careful. -Okay.

-Ouch. -It is perfect. Let me look at you.

-Can I have a mirror? -Of course, my king.

It sure is good... Nice. Thanks.

- Surely it's nice, Kristina? -Thanks.

- Wow. - It's nice, yes.

"Kristian and Kristina" sounds good, huh?

Now that I have you here, there is something I need to discuss with you.

It is not easy to say, so i'll just say it.

The city is not what I thought.

By default.

We have been living trapped for months. People's living costs are sky high.

Of course, yes, but it won't do.

It's dirty. And then there are all the homeless.

They are refugees from your wars.

Not the right time to point fingers.

- We are all in the same boat. -Quite right, my king.

And allow me…

I am truly sorry for your husband's death.

But as you know, cannonballs are hard to aim and we never wanted to…

I heard about your child too.

So tragic. But you should know that your people will be happy, Kristina.

And rich and healthy.

I'm even going to launch a program for the homeless.

It sounds really good.

I think it's time for...fruitcake!

And tomorrow we start a three-day friendship celebration.

From all of us to all of you. And now...we eat.

Be careful with that one.

- Do we need anything else? -No. We are coming back.

You gave me this.

Move. This is a nice room.

And that is a huge bed.

Good God.

I could have killed him, Kristina. I had him right there!

Stop that one.

Good evening, ladies.

If you do this now, you and Johan will never get out of here alive.

Okay. But as soon as this little friendship party is over…

Yes, that's fine.

Surely that is a great book?

It is one of my favorites and a great comfort to me in this difficult time.

- Safe for you too. -Yes. I certainly agree.

how is the room

-You can see right down to the harbor. -I'm not complaining, Your Highness.

Your Eminence, you wanted to talk to me. May I sit down?

Your Highness.

I have heard rumors of many innocent deaths during your…

...military operations in this country.

And that Bishop Trolle has been active...

...involved in some of these episodes.

Can we skip? The "Your Highness" thing, please?

Just call me...whatever you want.

But you are right. Bishop Trolle is temperamental and erratic.

But he is a man of God.

Like you. And like me.

And you can trust that his loyalty to the Pope will remain the same.

And you can trust that those whose lives

were taken were all enemies of this great Union.

-And the church. - But with all due respect...

And indeed they imprisoned the archbishop.

Surely they did? So now it's time to put all that behind us.

-And look ahead. -Yes.

-Do you agree? -Yes.

Can we get some party wine for the cardinal and me, please?

I don't drink, Your Highness.

-I mean... I don't drink. -It's a shame.

But don't worry.

I have only respect for a controlled man.

But I hope…

...and wish...and expect to see you tomorrow at the festivities...

...as my guest of honor.

Your eminence.

Pull your pants down. Slowly.

Yes. Yes, so yes. Oh, yes...

What? What the...?

What are you doing?!

What the hell?! I want my money back!

You look so different.

Yet...

...is it you.

Yes.

They are with God now.

-Hello! -Hello!

I think the time is now.

Silence!

Silence!

Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up!

Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!

Shut up you fucking ass! You fucking Swedes!

Our king.

Dear friends.

Danes, Swedes, brothers, sisters.

I greet you all on this glorious evening of reconciliation.

-Let us not deceive ourselves. -No, sir.

- There has been war. -Yes, sir.

There have been...hostilities.

And misdeeds have been committed.

On both sides.

But let tonight be the night when we

put all that behind us- -and look forward.

Do you agree?

-Can I hear a "yes"? -Yes, my king.

Kristina. I haven't seen skin like this in years.

My mother had skin like this.

-Nice. - I am Sweden's rightful king.

Also Denmark's and beautiful Norway's.

But we are all the same. We are one!

And none is more important than the other.

And I am the righteous father who makes

sure- -that all my children flourish-

-and become the best versions of themselves.

And now...

...we're partying!

Excuse me. Corner. I can't fucking hear you.

-What should we do? - We're going to party!

We're going to party! Is the cardinal tagged?

-What should we do? -Party!

You heard the Cardinal!

Party!

-My girlfriend died recently. -It is...

-Did you hear about this? -No.

- I'm ready to move on. -It is good.

I just want my minions to have some fun.

It seems they do.

Maybe you and I should form a union.

I knew I recognized you.

Seeing you with him convinced me.

Wake! Wake up, scum!

Go away there. Stop messing around. Go away there.

-Almost done. - Lovely.

Move! Move!

-Out of the way! -I have not done anything.

Now, Gustav, tell them what you told me.

I am upset.

Do you hear that? Bishop Trolle is upset.

Yes. Very upset.

And I've been upset for a while.

I think some of you may know what I mean.

-What is he talking about? -He was imprisoned for several years.

Silence!

Three years ago I was falsely

accused of treason by many people.

Some of which are here today.

This was a painful and very humiliating experience.

I was deposed as archbishop and had to spend several years in

prison- -even though I had the Pope's support all the way from Rome.

Now I am familiar with the treacherous

heart of man- -and can adapt to it, oh God...

...God sees everything.

And to him this was a grave injustice-

-and I dare say an act of blatant heresy!

Compensation must be given. Not so much for me-

-but to God himself.

And I expect those responsible - you know

who you are - to be punished for their actions.

That is a very serious accusation, Gustav.

It is the most serious there is, my king.

And you realize that all these people have been granted immunity?

I know that, my king.

But unfortunately, heresy cancels this immunity.

I guess we should at least give them the chance to defend themselves.

We should not, my king, for no worldly defense makes any difference.

-Why not? - You have the right to heavenly defense.

But that's between you and

your god- -when you're dead.

- Then there is nothing more to say. -That's right, my king.

My king, I thought we agreed that these silly little

incidents- -with misdeeds on both sides were a thing of the past.

Besides, my husband is dead, so what else can be done?

There are many things I can do, Mrs. Kristina.

-My power knows no bounds. -Yes.

And I take heresy very seriously.

So do I, my king.

The decision to depose Gustav Trolle from his office as

archbishop was decided by the Riksdag after a unanimous vote.

You can't blame all of us can you?

Excuse me.

-Yes? -I would just like to say that...

I felt pressured to sign the document, my king.

Oh really? It's very easy to say, sir...?

Brask. My lord, Bishop Brask.

It is very easy to say, so I waste no time on that.

If I may...

Do you see?

Now what is this?

"To this I felt forced and compelled."

- I did, my king. -Some kind of peer pressure mechanism then?

- I was weak. -But smart enough to write on the note.

-Yes. - That is very clever, Bishop Brask.

Did anyone else feel "compelled"-

-to sign this document- -which

falsely accuses Bishop Trolle of treason?

Let's see your firecrackers then.

Not? I thought so.

Fucking idiots.

I hereby declare- -the following

guilty of heresy against our holy church.

-Gustav, do you read? You have the list. -Of course, my king.

Bishop Vincentius Bellenack.

Bishop Mathias Gregersson.

Erik Johansson Vasa.

Måns Gren. Erik Ryning.

Kristiern Bengtsson.

Bengt Gylta.

Erik Nilsson.

Anders Olofsson.

Johan Night and Day.

Peter Adolfsson.

Be brave, and I will find you. Look at me. I promise.

I don't want to be the one who said "What did I say?"

House arrest for you. - Worse for you, I'm afraid.

-Peter Staffansson. - I promise I'll find you.

-Find Kristina and get out of here. -Peder Budde.

-You must be brave. -And Sven Johnson.

Your Eminence, Your Eminence.

A very unfortunate mess. Let me follow you to your chamber.

A small step here.

Bring them out!

Bring them all out!

This is God's punishment.

Help us now, Father. Give us the strength to do what we must now do.

Anne!

Okay guys.

Drag! Drag! Drag!

And we...we follow this order then?

No improvising?

You can improvise a little, Didrik, if necessary.

- We are not machines. -I understand.

One thing, Didrik.

No priests.

For the condemned? But then they end up in hell.

Exactly.

Oops.

I like it.

God, give us the strength to live each day as if it were our last.

Speed ​​up!

We're not getting cold feet, are we?

Can you...

Can you say something nice about me?

-Something nice? -Yes Yes. Maybe three things.

You have an...elegant nose.

Yes, I guess I have.

And?

I don't know, you...

You are a good friend.

-Really? -Yes.

- It makes me feel good. -Good.

And the third?

You are the best killer I know.

Yes.

Didrik

Now we go and get them.

Move!

Out of the way, you bloody peasants!

Today is a perfect day for a bloodbath.

Bring them in!

Up!

Ladies and gentlemen, you don't need to be afraid.

You don't need to be anxious.

This day will be remembered- -as the

day when our noble King Christian-

-liberated Sweden from its vile heretics!

Yes!

-"Yes"... -Yes.

Yes.

Bring him up!

He is lying to you. He is a traitor and liar.

-We didn't even get a real verdict. -Do you need a verdict? You will receive a judgment.

Archbishop Vincentius, I hereby

sentence you to death- -for heresy.

You may burn in hell for this.

I might get that, I might not get that. - Jurgen!

Chop, chop!

Why are you doing this?! Why? Tell me that!

-Take him. -What do you do?!

Don't take him, don't…

No!

I have one child!

Shut up! Shut up!

-I have one child! -Darling!

Silent! Shut up! Silent!

More complaints? Huh?

I'll follow you from here.

Next!

This doesn't feel so good.

I'm beginning to think it wasn't so wise to execute the bishops.

Your majesty, they are heretics.

Beheading them was a strong message.

But that is the Pope's decision, Gustav. And you know that.

The Pope, like everyone else, can be steered in the right direction.

-You are also a bishop, right? -Yes.

Do you want to join them?

You need to take control of the narrative before the union-hating pigs do.

Take control of the narrative?

That sounds like bullshit. What does that even mean?

You write your own story. It is the king's prerogative.

We happen to have the perfect messenger right here.

-The cardinal? -Just.

The Pope will probably hear it from someone else in the end.

It is better for him to know through our official announcement.

And how are you going to convince the cardinal that our proclamation is the truth?

There are no absolute truths, my king.

Just a bunch of alternative truths.

We just have to make ours the one he wants to believe.

He seems a little...ambivalent.

Let me handle him. I was thinking something like this...

It was a conspiracy to kill the king.

We were attacked by traitors.

And in the chaos that followed, the bishops tragically perished.

Yes.

It is easy.

I like the simplicity of it, you smart fan.

Your eminence.

The king, in all his goodness, wants to send you home first class.

Please give this to the Pope. In it, the King declares-

-that none of these unfortunate incidents were meant by us.

Unfortunately, some innocent people died.

Do you call yourself a man of God?

You have to see the big picture here. The king is threatened.

So is our church.

And if I refuse?

Please. Stay here as our guest of honor.

.. while you think this through.

Your eminence.

My ladies.

Come with me, please.

Your Highness.

Go ahead, my king. Tell them that.

Ladies, it...

...it has occurred to me to ask how you want to leave.

How you prefer to die.

You can choose between the sword, the axe, to be burned, buried alive and…

What was the last thing again, Didrik?

- The gallows. - That's right, the gallows. So five options.

- You said we got amnesty. -Unfortunately, it is out of my control.

Apparently...

...God wants it differently.

You can think about it for a while.

Thank you, Sylvester.

Meanwhile, ladies, shall we not…

We go for a walk. - Now go have a productive day, Didrik.

Thank you, my king.

Didrik is very useful.

But he's completely crazy.

-Keep an eye on him. -Of course, my king.

Good God.

We want your husband to burn in hell, my wife.

And your son too.

Eternal damnation to them both.

Sylvester!

-Bring them back. -Yes, my king.

You still have a couple of hours to make your choice, ladies.

-Do not worry. I'll fix this. -Back!

Hey!

Was it nice to see your family again?

All alone in the dark. You left them there.

What a good mother...

You fucking monster!

Die, you swine, die!

Christina!

Hurry up! I can't hold him!

For God's sake, Kristina! Come on!

What the hell are you doing?! Hurry up!

Hurry up, dammit!

Hurry up, dammit! Help me, dammit!

This is for my family.

Hitches...

The best Danish silver.

You must escape. I have to stay. I can't leave my children.

-What are you talking about? We bring them. -Impossible.

Everyone in Stockholm is my child. You must escape or they will kill you.

It is okay. It is okay.

Can I help you?

Good morning, Stockholm!

How are we doing today?

Up!

I can't hear you. I asked how the hell we are doing today!

All right, bring them up.

-Who is first? -This.

This one...gives me particular joy.

Put him down.

Johan Night and Day.

You are condemned to death for heresy!

Heresy, ladies and gentlemen!

I so wish your whore was here to see it all up close.

Okay. Jürgen.

Do your thing.

I'm counting down.

Three!

Two.

One.

We are committing mass murder here. Is everyone against the union?

-Really? -Yes...most are...

-Excuse? Speak up. -Most of them, my king.

Most of them?

"When you enter a new province, you have to keep the people on your side."

You said that. I thought that sounded wise. It sounded smart.

If I may say... I think that Troll cleans up a bit for himself.

Cleaning up?

As I said-

-then I think it's time we end it.

Okay. Enjoy your...

-Birgitta. -Yes?

Birgitta, it's me - Anne. Open. I need your help.

Erik Helsing.

He's dead, sir. And the Eriksson woman is gone.

MAN WITH SCARS

Yes, we will be fine.

I have arranged everything. You know what we have to do. We leave tonight.

Freya, help me get my things.

My Bible. Thanks.

You must hide! Fast!

Fast! Hide!

- Come on, Birgitta. -I've had enough of disgusting men.

I apologize for the mess.

King's order.

Didrik Slagheck to his wife's service.

You have a very nice place here.

Between us degenerates, I have visited many brothels-

-and I have the greatest respect for what you do.

Are you going...are you going to go away?

Not? Okay.

You are not much for cold words. Alright. I'll get straight to the point then.

You understand...

May I...?

This morning a very good friend of mine was

murdered- -and a noted prisoner of ours escaped.

So we've done some detective work, asked around, talked and researched.

And...all that led me here.

You know how easily rumors spread in this part of town.

And I know how easy it is to get people to talk when their lives are threatened.

There is no loyalty anymore.

It's a shame, really.

It can't have been easy for you...

to leave your retarded daughter like that.

The Erikssons took care of her while you live in this kyph.

I sure hope you're a better whore than mother.

Where are they?

You're right, they were here.

I gave them some food and money and then they left.

You've seen what we've been up to in the square these past few days, haven't you?

Yes.

And you know I wouldn't hesitate for a second to hurt you, right?

-No. - So I ask again.

Where...

...in hell...

...are they?

Is Henrik Slagheck your brother?

- He's my half-brother, yes. -I thought so.

- He has been here quite often. -Well, really?

Really.

You're a whore, aren't you?

And you cried your eyes out- -because your

whoring Westphalian priest never accepted you.

-You peed the bed too. -No.

Your brother doesn't like you.

Your father never liked you.

The king doesn't like you.

I do not like you.

Nobody likes you, Didrik.

Is not it like that?

Take her out and burn her too! No fucking heaven for this whore!

It is over now, my king.

We did what we had to do.

Is this really what God wanted?

Lord?

Is this really what God wanted?

He will understand.

Thank you for doing this.

Hey!

Still!

You are caught!

Oh, bastards.

Get ready.

Now!

Come on!

Forgive me, father.

Stay!

Paper?

Have you sold all your chickens, old man?

And now you're driving home again?

Open!

Off you go.

COPENHAGEN A TIME LATER

Lord.

You have to take control of the narrative.

And we happen to have the perfect messenger right here.

The Pope probably hears it from someone else eventually.

It is better for him to know through our public announcement.

You write your own story.

There are no absolute truths.

Just a bunch of alternative truths.

We just have to make ours the one he wants to believe.

THE POPE WAS FURIOUS THAT THE BISHOPS HAD BEEN KILLED

KING CHRISTIAN BLAME EVERYTHING ON DIDRIK SLAGHECK

WHOSE PENALTY WAS THEN MODIFIED UNKNOWN CAUSES OF HANGING

FOR BURNING IN THE LAST MINUTE

EVIL MAN

AFTER RUNNING OUT OF ALLIES AND THEN LOST THE DANISH THRONE

TRIED AND FAILED KING CHRISTIAN TO WIN IT BACK.

HE DIED AFTER 27 YEARS UNDER HOUSE ARRESTS.

AFTER FLEEING FROM SWEDEN WOUNDED GUSTAV TROLLE IN BATTLE

IN HIS STRUGGLE TO WIN BACK THE DANISH THRONE TO KING CHRISTIAN.

HE DIED A SHORT TIME THEN.

AFTER THE BLOOD BATH WAS KRISTINA IMPRISONED FOR TWO YEARS.

WHEN KING CHRISTIAN LOST IT KRISTINA WAS LIBERATED FROM THE SWEDISH THRONE

AND MARRIED WITH THE NEW KING'S COUSIN

SHE IS BELIEVED TO HAVE LIVED THE REST OF HER LIFE IN SILENCE

GREAT DANISH GUY GERMAN BROTHERS

MAN WITH SCARS EVIL MAN

Beautifully.

A NEW SWEDEN WAS BUILT ON THE ASHES OF THE OLD.

Text: Thomas Jansson Scandinavian Text Service

BY THE WAY...

HEMMING GADH WAS SENT TO FINLAND ON A NEW MISSION AND BEHIND THERE

BY ORDER OF KING CHRISTIAN WHO NEVER REALLY TRUSTED HIM.

-Execute! -Yes, sir!

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