Vikings

I will not betray you. I will not betray Paris. And I will not betray my wife.

— No regrets.
— No regrets. And yet every regret.

People started to talk as if he was a god. He was not a god, he was a man. A man with many dreams and many failings. Despite all his failings, he's still the greatest man in the world to me.

Our whole lives are just stories.

— God help us!
— I don't think He can.

What's more important to you: our marriage, your appointment by the Emperor or your Viking soul?

In the name of our dead father, in the name of Ragnar Lothbrok, the greatest hero of our country. And in the name of Odin, we declare war... on the whole world.

— Floki, you have betrayed the Gods.
— No, King Horik, I only betrayed you. I was always true to the Gods. And Ragnar.

So then. I made you the boat that took you to fame. I made the boat that will take you to your heaven. Give my regards to Athelstan, by the way. You betrayed us. You betrayed your heritage. You betrayed our future. You betrayed me! I loved you more than anyone. I loved you more than that priest ever loved you. But, it made no difference. You always thought, oh, it's just Floki! No need to bother about Floki. He's just a fool. I hated you, Ragnar Lothbrok! And I love you with all my heart. Why did you turn me away from myself?

Both of you, save your breath. We have a mountain to climb. Some of us will not see a dawn like this again... not here on Midgard, at any rate. So, let us try and speak well of each other... no matter how much we have been through together.

I do not think she will die. She wants to live. She has a lot to live for. But, if she hears you weeping and lamenting, she will choose to die. Be strong. Be a man. Coax her back from Valhalla. But, make it worth her while. For she is already at the gates.

Who knows, Ragnar, what the gods have in store for us. But this, I can never imagine. If you have gone to Heaven, then we will never meet again. And yet, I think Odin will ride like the wind, and rescue you, and take you to Valhalla, where you belong, my own sweet Ragnar. And there, there we shall meet again, and fight and drink and… love one another.