You must make them pay for it.

My darling Bjorn, we lost Ragnar.

We lost Lagertha.

Perhaps the golden age of the Vikings is gone.

We need you to live.

To lead us.

Their army is vast,

and Ivar is with them.

I don't think my destiny lies here.

I have ambitions.

When they dig up my bones,

I want them to say, "Here is the most famous Viking who ever lived."

I have to find that golden land.

It's everything my father dreamed of.

I'd rather die than return a failure.

So we commit our bodies to the deep.

I've been lost for so long.

I abandoned the brother I loved the most.

They sense it's my fate to kill you.

It makes sense for me to stay with you, I suppose.

Kattegat is at our mercy.

We are massively outnumbered.

You have just given up.

Some of us will perish.

For a Viking,

death is bliss.

Don't be afraid.

You're still alive, huh?

What took you so long?

You still claim to be Vikings.

Then act like Vikings!

Come with me!

Be like the gods and reach for Valhalla!

It's impossible.