-Are we out of booze? -That's how I dull the pain!
Damn.
When will we get there? Wherever we're picking up our gold.
Be patient. We're almost there.
EPISODE 5: THE TROLL'S CHILD
Damn it.
ENGLAND, NEAR THE RIVER HUMBER
Who will watch the ship?
We're only making a short stop. We won't stay long.
Get up!
Don't run. If you move, I'll hurt you.
Let no one escape. It'll be a problem if someone rats us out.
Two on the right.
That bastard ate it glady without knowing what it was.
My head is pounding.
You drank too much.
What's wrong? You couldn't sleep?
Yeah. There was a gnat buzzing around me last night.
A gnat?
What's this? A survivor?
No, it's him. He's the Troll of Jom's son.
Oh, was he left alive?
He's working hard so early in the morning.
I will avenge my father!
I challenge you to a duel!
Looking good, lad.
Oh, my! I'm so scared!
What will you do, Askeladd?
What a pain.
Gods.
You should've beheaded me while I was sleeping.
I am the son of Thors.
I could never do something…
so cowardly!
There you go!
-He showed you, Askeladd! -Kill him, laddie!
You wanna be a grown-up warrior?
Very well. Come at me.
-That's right! -Just like that!
Damn it!
You can't let a big sword like that swing you around.
-No mercy! -He must be dead now, right?
We've confirmed the kill.
Here's your gold.
My gratitude for bring it.
Say hello to Floki for me.
No one said we had to get along with the villagers.
That reminds me. We have a message for you.
A message?
What was Thors's final moment like?
Nothing special.
His death was just like any other.
You're still alive?
You look awful.
Want some?
You'll get worse if you don't eat.
What's with him? I was only showing him goodwill.
Damn it.
Damn it!
He was glorious in his final moments.
Thors sacrificed himself for us.
I'm sorry, Helga. Ylva.
There are truly no words to express just how sorry I am.
There's nothing you can do about death.
Sobbing will only make you hungry.
Well then, I'd better get to work.
Helga.
I swear that I will find Thorfinn.
No matter how many years it takes.
Well, I never thought he would live long anyway.
Father was so eccentric. He was bound to bring sorrow.
Your younger brother is missing too, right?
Are you okay, Ylva?
Well, it'll be busy without men around.
Ylva.
-Here we go! -You're overdoing it, Ylva!
Mother, how are you feeling?
I'm feeling much better.
-I'm sorry you have to do everything-- -Rest.
It's okay. Just stay in bed.
Oh, no. The sheep!
Yes, yes. I'm sorry I'm late.
Once spring comes, I'll have to shear the sheep too.
Here I go!
I harpooned it first!
What a busy day.
We really need more help around here.
Maybe I'll take a husband.
Thanks for all your hard work.
Let's go to sleep.
You go ahead.
I want to finish this first.
But it's too dark to see your hands.
You'll mar your weaving.
Ylva.
You've done enough.
Let's rest.
But it's just a little more.
It's okay.
I'm not tired yet.
I'll kill him.
I swear I'll kill him.
Hey.
You're working hard.
You!
So?
You learn how to use your sword?
It's all because you used me as a shield!
Father is…
You coward!
You father was certainly strong.
But he was naive.
That's all.
Do not mock my father!
Well, you're too weak.
Hey.
I came across that kid in the forest.
What? He's still alive?
He's got the Troll of Jom's blood in him.
He won't just drop dead.
Like father, like son.
You can't let a big sword like that swing you around.
Damn it!
We stayed quite a while.
I'm feeling like myself again.
That village was most comfortable.
-Someone is approaching. -Huh?
I am Thorfinn, son of Thors.
In the name of almighty Odin,
I challenge you to a duel!
Good grief, he's relentless.
But he's got guts, doesn't he?
Take him on, Askeladd!
It's settled.
A leader shouldn't disappoint the expectations of his men.
I, Askeladd, son of Olaf,
accept your challenge in the name of Odin.
I have no choice.
Good grief. Do you wish to see your father that badly?
-It's all over! -He can't win.
What? Finished already?
How boring.
Stand up!
This is a duel, isn't it?
Just let him go. He'll die at this rate.
What?
Weren't you the one prodding me to take him on?
I've had enough. I can't keep playing with you.
Besides, I don't enjoy killing kids.
Why?
What's with you?
I don't have time for this.
Wait!
I haven't lost yet!
Fight me, you coward!
You sure are a persistent brat.
I'm not finished yet!
Not until I've killed you!
I swear I'll kill you!
Prove yourself on the battlefield.
You're a Nordic warrior, aren't you?
Once you do that.
I'll reward you with a duel.
Is that a promise?
That's right. A warrior's promise.
I'll prove myself soon.
Soon…
I'll…
kill you.
Subtitle translation by Astrid Oliver