[acolytes chanting in Byzantine Greek]
They came to a place called Golgotha.
They came to a place called Golgotha.
They came to a place called Golgotha.
They came to a place called Golgotha.
I offer myself up for you.
[woman] It’s me who told you.
[man] Be quiet!
[woman] Be quiet yourself.
[gasps and groans]
[man] Bless you.
[Igor] What do we do?
Pray to the gods.
[Bishop Leon speaking Byzantine Greek]
[viking] Bail it out! Come on!
Come and look.
[Othere] What is it?
Do you see? It’s land.
That must be it, hmm?
That must be the golden land.
[woman 1] Throw them out.
[woman 2] Do you know what the new place will be like?
[Harald] What are you doing?
You don’t have to leave here.
Gunnhild, I know people would have elected you.
You would make a great Queen.
Forgive me, Skane, but these are personal matters.
We should never forget our past.
We all live in the past,
although some people don’t understand that.
You and I and Bjorn, we, uh…
We danced around each other. [chuckles]
We hated and we loved each other.
I remember every time I ever saw you,
and I remember every time I was in the company of Bjorn.
Our sagas are one and the same.
I also died.
But for some reason I came back to life.
You can’t have Bjorn anymore.
At least not as a warm body in your bed.
[sighs] You can have me.
And you can be Queen of Kattegat.
If I marry you?
I ask in all humility,
and I expect no immediate answer.
-Well… -I lost Bjorn’s child.
But you can still have children.
The past is never finished.
Is this it? Your golden land, Othere?
[captain calls out]
[crowd chanting] Igor! Igor! Igor!
I cannot express my joy at your arrival.
You are among friends and finally where you belong!
I had no idea how you would affect your escape from Kiev.
I felt certain that you would manage it.
Tomorrow, we will plan our attack on Kiev.
The challenges are great,
but we must act.
So, in the meantime, we prepare.
-Celebrate! -[crowd cheering]
I love you. Whoever you are.
My beautiful, insatiable wife.
It seems after all that you were not alone in betraying me.
It has become a custom among my wives.
They run after everything,
What have I done wrong?
Why has Our Lord abandoned me and made me a figure of fun,
a stupid cuckold?
They will pay the price.
You were very lucky, I spared your suffering.
But I will not spare them.
They must suffer beyond suffering.
This is not the land that you described. [grunts]
Forests and valleys?
[Ingvild] The golden sands.
The sound of birdsong on the sweet air.
Maybe he never saw such things. Maybe he just dreamed them.
-[man shouting] -[all clamoring]
[man] You misguiding dog.
Maybe we should just let Othere speak.
As far as I can see,
this is not the land I glimpsed all those years ago.
-[man] You lied! -[woman] Everything from your mouth is lies!
[Othere] How do I know where we are?
I was not lying.
I saw what I saw.
What possible motive would I have to lie to you?
-[woman] You tricked us all! -[crowd shouting]
-I don’t accuse Othere. -[clamor stops]
Very well, this is not the golden land that we dreamed of,
but it is still land. And very possibly free land.
Now, we as farmers, we know the value of land, huh?
Especially if we don’t have to pay for it.
We should claim this land
and establish a colony here.
For it seems to me the gods sent us here for a purpose.
I agree with Ketill.
We do not know anything about this land yet.
We should send out an exploratory party,
see what we can discover about this new place,
the other inhabitants, maybe even a food source.
Yes. Otherwise, we will all be dead.
You thinking about Asa?
It was my fault.
It was not your fault.
It was fated to happen and that’s the end of it.
You don’t want to talk about it?
We will talk no more of Asa.
-[baby gurgling] -[sniffling]
Why do you live here, Ingrid?
I don’t feel comfortable at the Great Hall with Gunnhild.
It doesn’t seem right.
But you wanted to be Queen?
The food is ready. Please sit down.
You haven’t answered my question.
Do you want some ale?
Why did you want to be Queen?
Because I’m carrying Bjorn’s child.
But it’s not Bjorn’s child, is it?
You know it’s not. It’s our child.
And what is this? Hmm?
You’re a witch?
Then this, this is either a love potion or it’s poison.
Go on, pour it down, then.
Pour it in.
Pour it all in. Do as I say!
My Lord. It is done.
I have called you all to council
because, as you have heard, my ward, Prince Igor,
has been kidnapped by Ivar the Boneless
and his brother Hvitserk.
And that my wife is also missing.
I have firm information that Ivar has joined forces
with my brother Dir in Novgorod.
We have no choice but to prepare for an attack.
We will repel Dir’s attack
and then make counterattacks, to devastating effect!
I am the Prophet.
And I can tell you that our victory is assured.
My brother Dir will fall from the balcony of this palace,
struck in the chest by an arrow
fired by Prince Igor,
heir to the throne
and my beloved nephew.
[all] Hail Igor! Hail Igor! Hail Igor!
[Erik] Why do you still call me that?
[Harald scoffs] Because it’s true.
I know all about you.
I know who and what you really are,
and I’m sure no one else does.
[Erik] You know what you know. I’m different now.
Of course. Aren’t we all?
What is it you want?
Do you want to stay here?
I like being an outsider.
You trafficked slaves illegally.
You killed people in futile property quarrels,
not once but twice.
And you were expelled from two kingdoms.
[yells] Into what? What is it you want?
I have to appoint a new head of my body guard.
Skane’s ambitious. I’m not sure I trust him.
I wondered if you would accept the position.
-Well? -We traveled many rost.
It is indeed a strange land.
It is a strange land.
We saw no signs of other humans.
No animal or wildlife, no trees or minerals,
except in the sea.
Which is also full of driftwood,
from where we know not.
Nevertheless, if the conditions in Iceland
are anything to go by, I believe that our prospects
and the weather here will improve very soon, huh?
Then we should try and settle this empty land.
I agree. So, I suggest that our next move
be to parcel up the land equally and fairly between all of the families.
All of you must spread out and decide for yourselves
where it is that you want to build a farm.
But we cannot farm.
There will be hardships for sure.
But we are hardy people, are we not?
What are we going to call this land?
Well, since there are no trees, why don’t we call it Greenland?
How will we attract new settlers, huh?
-[indistinct chatter] -[Ketill laughs]
[Ubbe] I believe you.
This is not the land that you saw.
What do you want?
I don’t waste words.
Harald’s coronation is soon and I don’t trust him.
And he doesn’t trust you.
So, let’s kill him
and crown you instead.
What do you say?
How are we to survive, Ubbe?
I don’t know.
We’ll just have to.
When the weather finally improves,
we will have a choice.
We can sail back to Iceland or we can sail west again,
try and find Othere’s golden land.
You still believe it exists?
You still… trust Othere?
The truth is, Torvi, I have to find that land.
Otherwise, my life, it is filled with no meaning.
I would rather die trying to find that land
than return to Iceland a failure,
doubting myself, doubting the gods.
They have the crown?
-[servant] Yes, my Lord Harald. -Good.
It didn’t belong to Bjorn in any case.
[servant] No, my Lord Harald.
No. Good. Then everything is ready.
-It’s finished. -It’s good.
[servant 2] My Lord Harald.
Let her in.
[softly] Gunnhild wants to see you.
-Before the coronation? -Yes. I’ll take you there.
-Are you sure? -Yes, my Lord Harald.
Gunnhild is in here?
Yes, my Lord, I swear. This is the place.
Gunnhild is waiting.
No. Not Gunnhild. It’s me, Skane.
Here is your death.
The King is dead.
Long live the King.
[Erik] In sight of all these people gathered freely together,
and in sight of the Aesir and Vanir,
I crown you King of Kattegat and of all Norway.
May the gods love and keep you.
I appoint this man as the head of my body guard.
I want to make it known that it is my intention
to marry the beautiful and the beloved Gunnhild,
and to make her my Queen!
And it is also my intention to marry the woman called Ingrid,
who will also be my Queen!
And now, let us all celebrate!
[man] Ingrid, our Queen!
I’ve been wanting to speak to you for a few days now.
But whenever I feel ready to speak to you,
I become afraid.
No one in this world has ever done for me
what you have done for me.
I know everything now. I know I was Oleg’s puppet.
I know I was abused by Oleg.
But you were always my friend.
You have to understand that I was your friend
because I needed you to help me escape from your uncle.
But still, no one has ever cared for me
the way you have cared for me.
I think you saw something of yourself in me.
I was a cripple too.
I was so damaged, I wanted to die.
You saved me.
You have been everything to me, Ivar the Boneless.
I love you. And I always will.
[horse passing by]
I just want the truth.
I don’t care how much the truth hurts anymore.
I am beyond that.
Are you absolutely certain that you are carrying Bjorn’s child?
No. Of course not.
You know King Harald raped me.
I don’t understand.
How can you possibly contemplate marrying King Harald
after what he did to you?
You know perfectly well why.
Look at it from my position.
I am not a shield-maiden like you, or Lagertha.
I have no advantages,
no way of making my life better,
except for using my wits and my sex.
Can you blame me?
-[thunder crashes] -[Seer] Thunder but no rain.
Dry, sterile thunder without rain.
Ice, but no water.
A sterile land.
A godless land.
The gods must be here.
[Seer] They avoided this place, between one world and another.
I have roamed far and learned much.
This blasted place, without solace,
without even ghosts.
The gods are everywhere.
All that the gods know, I know.
We should leave this place.
[Seer] If you can.
But listen to the thunder.
He who was living is now dead.
We who were living are now dying.
Ragnar? Do you mean Ragnar?
I mean all of us. We are dying.
And this is not a place we found by mistake.
This is not a place at all.
It is a state of the soul.
Don’t you see, son of Ragnar?
Or are you as blind as all the rest?
No, stay with me.
Stay with me, wise one.
My darling Bjorn.
My love. My heart.
I come to praise you…
and speak to you as my husband.
I am under pressure to marry King Harald.
It seems the only way to retain my status.
I am a woman.
If I do not marry him,
then I am nothing again.
The time of great heroes is over, Bjorn.
We lost Ragnar,
we lost Lagertha,
and we lost you.
Perhaps the Golden Age of the Vikings is gone.
Lesser men have taken your place.
Harald, Erik, and others.
I will not compromise myself.
I will not compromise you.
I will do the right thing.
[woman] What is it?
[Frodi] Come! Father!
Father! Father! Come! Quickly!
O Lord, you have come among us.
O Lord, you have come here. Come to deliver us.
Lord, have mercy.
Lord, you are here.
Christ, the Deliverer.
People, as you can see,
the whale has washed up on my property.
Look for yourselves, it’s true. It’s our whale.
[Ubbe] But surely you mean to share it?
You don’t need the whole animal, hmm?
There’s enough food and fuel for the entire settlement.
I will have to discuss that with my family.
All I’m saying, at the moment,
legally, the whale belongs to me.
If anyone can prove otherwise, let them say so!
[Ubbe] I’m surprised at you, Ketill.
I thought we were all in this together, no?
Listen, Ubbe, you see how it is.
The gods, they make their decisions.
The gods decide.
There has to be some reason
the whale beached on my property.
It’s called luck.
There’s no such thing, as well you know.