Man, this feels good!
I'm gonna wash off all my fleas and lice.
Hey! Quit sulking in the corner over there.
C'mere.
You'll be eaten by a sea serpent if you fall in!
He's ignoring me?
He's no fun.
In the Middle Ages,
Danes living in Denmark
who made a living as pirates, or thieves,
were known as Vikings.
The vast and fertile England had long been coveted by the Vikings.
At the start of the ninth century, the Vikings invaded England
and migrated into the northern region as they expanded their power.
However, in 1002 AD...
Kill them all!
the English army attacked the Vikings who had immigrated there.
In retaliation,
Denmark began to dispatch troops to England, and intensified its attacks.
Following these political developments,
the Vikings were thrust into a war to subdue the English army.
In order to survive, it's sink or swim
They've always said it's a dog eat dog world
What went wrong?
Survival of the fittest, the strong eat the weak
If it's the world that our wisdom will lead
Well tell me what went wrong
What went wrong?
I've paid my dues, I've sold my soul
So tell me what is left for me
When I've given up everything
So, what was I envisioning?
No matter how picturesque it was,
I never felt anything
You see, even if I reassessed my outlook
I was only longing for that scenery
I'm probably emotionless
I wonder what was I envisioning?
But no matter how picturesque it was,
I never felt anything
You see, even if I reassessed my outlook
I was only longing for that scenery
I'm probably emotionless
Is this world so far torn from the truth?
To maintain a balance between good and evil
Is it just kill or be killed?
Is the world so simplistic?
Could someone please try and fucking tell me?
The Journey Begins
Don't stop!
Keep moving!
Shut up!
I'm rowing, see?
They went out with a bang.
All right, let's stop here!
Stop the ship!
VICINITY OF GAINSBOROUGH THE CENTER OF ENGLAND
Walking over these guys is a pain in the arse.
And it fuckin' stinks around here.
Damn it!
These guys aren't regular soldiers, are they?
The Danish army hires guys like us for their own army.
They do?
Are the Vikings helping in the war?
Yeah, skirmishes with the English army are breaking out all over the place.
Vikings are incredible tools of war.
The King of Denmark is going to invade England someday.
I don't know when it's going to happen, but they're laying the groundwork now.
You mean they're eliminating those who'll stand in their way
before the king sets foot on shore.
That's right.
If we assist,
we'll be compensated well.
There's so many bugs here.
Better than freezing your ass off.
We got to earn a lot this time of year.
Hey. Not bad, right?
You're right.
The English troops harbored by the lord of this region are giving us a hard time.
I have more than a hundred soldiers.
My forces are greater than yours.
The pirate's talking big.
Don't say that.
We're both Danes.
Don't act as if we're the same.
What did you say?
Well, well.
They're going to invade with full force in the coming years.
In that case, I think it'd be smart to move fast.
None of you will die anyway.
So, what do you want?
Seven pounds of gold.
And all the treasure and food the lord has.
We'll be taking all the women too.
Five pounds.
As for the rest, it's yours.
There we go! We've got a deal!
What? What are they talking about?
A job. They closed the deal.
Great. Then it's time to dig in.
Well, then. I will send another messenger tomorrow.
I'll leave the battle plans to you.
Don't run away.
You have nowhere to retreat.
And don't try anything funny.
They surrounded us!
Hey, Ear!
You're so loud.
Shoot 'em!
I got shot in my fuckin' arse!
This'll be a good way to burn off dinner.
Kill them!
Beat them at their own game!
Shoot, shoot!
Shit!
Try achieving something great on the battlefield.
Then I'll reward you with a duel.
Something great...
Hey, kid.
Are you a pirate too?
If you're angry, blame it on the blood of the Danes.
Sorry, I didn't know you were alive.
On the battlefield, the weak die first.
Like you.
Damn!
You little shit!
Die!
Eat shit, runt!
You're starting to look like a fighter.
Hey, Thorfinn.
Can you go scout for a bit?
What? Why do I have to go?
How dare you, you brat!
Hold him down.
I'm going to kill him!
There he is!
Over there!
He's right there! Don't let him get away!
Sometimes, I just don't know about that king of ours.
M-Mum! Keep your voice down!
Now, the old King Edgar from two generations ago, he was good.
He made friends with the Danes.
Everyone respected him.
A good Christian man, he was.
But the reigning king, King Ethelred, let it all go to waste.
He suddenly had all the Danish settlers killed without warning.
It's no wonder they're furious.
Just don't say that stuff around other people, Mum.
If the soldiers overheard you...
Mum! Mum, look!
1008 AD EAST ANGLIA, EASTERN ENGLAND
You're awake.
I was just about to fix us some dinner.
How's your arm feeling?
I washed your clothes for you.
You can wear those in the meantime.
Your knives are over there too.
These clothes might be a bit large.
It's the only boy's outfit we've got, though.
Come, sit down. Aren't you famished?
I guess he was hungry.
What's your name, dear?
Where'd you come from?
What happened to your family?
See? I knew he doesn't understand us.
Y-You think he's Danish?
What are you trying to say?
No matter where he's from,
our Lord Jesus Christ would never forgive us for leaving an injured boy for dead.
But still,
the Danes are the enemy of England, right?
It's because they're invading that Dad had to go and join the fyrd, right?
And what of it?
If the menfolk want to have a war,
who says the women and children have to play along?
Maybe that's true, but still...
He's covered in fleas!
Stop scratching! They're jumping into the food!
There.
Doesn't that feel much better?
I just don't understand how you boys get so unkempt!
My youngest son used to scratch his head a lot too.
A good combing would always settle him down.
Then he died of a fever, year before last.
I don't understand what you're saying.
I'm not English.
Well, bless me!
You can speak after all!
Hey, woman.
Yes? What is it?
A Danish scout has infiltrated this area.
Have you seen a suspicious-looking boy?
A boy? A little boy pirate?
Do not take this boy lightly.
He's already killed two of His Majesty's thegns.
He'll have an arrow wound on his left arm.
Woman. Is this one yours?
That's right.
John is my youngest. What of it?
He'll be about that boy's height.
Send word if you see him.
Don't you understand what you're doing?!
He's a pirate!
He may be a boy, but he's already killed two men!
Why are we keeping him here?!
A boy doesn't just up and decide to be a pirate.
He must have his reasons.
But what does it matter if he has his reasons?!
That's not what this is about!
He can't ever replace John, you know.
I'm going to find that soldier.
Run...
away...
Wait.
John!
Where's Thorfinn's signal?
Should be any moment now.
There!
That's it!
Fire!
A shack's burning down by the water!
Get the men together!
Hurry!
Bring your buckets!
So it was you!
Sneaky little demon!
Hey. What the bloody hell is that?
Dear God in heaven.
Shit...
Who is that boy?
Did he kill them?
Why did you come here?!
I told you to run, didn't I?!
I even told you in English!
He's coming this way!
There's still time! Run to the forest!
Get as far away as you can from the shore!
If you don't hurry, they'll...
Hey, what's that?!
No...
Run for your lives!
Forget the fire!
Just get away from here!
It's the Vikings!
Hey! You did it, Thorfinn!
This place looks wealthier than I thought.
No wasting time!
Ransack the place before enemy troops arrive!
It’s just like a burning torch in the storm
Like a little flower blooming in the home
Bear a strong, unwavering volition
As long as you still show some kindness
A misty moon
I’m missing you
Lap up the sprawling scenery
As the beat of your heart runs free
Listen to me, sail away again, again
I pray you light the way through uncharted seas
The voices of those behind you are torn towards the unknown world
Unfurl your sails, you're not alone
So brave the stormy seas
Face that darkness