01x07 - Cost Of w*r

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Come on, move faster!

HORSES NEIGH

SOLDIERS SHOUT

The men are starting to tire.

We should give them some rest.

Not yet.

We take the fight north
as fast as we can.

We defeat Hardrada

and then we return
to defeat William in the south.

William will use this opportunity
to invade England.

Speed is the key.

We could camp a detachment here.

Fresh to fight in the south
on our return.

Leaving a single man

could mean the difference
between victory and defeat.

We go on with everyone.

When we reach York,
we attack immediately.

My Lord. Three shipments of grain
have gone missing

in the last two days alone.

Two from Evreaux.

One coming in from Alencon.

We need to stop these bandits
from stealing our food.

Send more men to fortify
the supply lines.

Cut the daily rations in the camp
by a third. Start tomorrow.

- Go.
- Cut the rations again?

That will reflect poorly in the eyes
of the other Barons,

the very ones you still wish
to recruit to our cause.

Without secure supply lines
and Brittany's ships,

they will loose faith.

SWORDS CLASH, GRUNTING

- Who said this?
- It's being whispered all around court. Everywhere.

That William's invasion
is cursed by God?

That it's blasphemy.

That the Duke is campaigning
against God's own chosen successor.

Harold's claim to the throne is a lie.

That's not what's being said.

Someone's trying to undermine us.

Find out who's been speaking these
rumours the loudest

and bring the traitor straight to me.

- Be discreet.
- Yes, My Lady.

THEY GRUNT

Pitiful!

This is a Duke you're supposed
to protect,

not some passing washer-woman.

You have to be better than that!

You see? Like that.

Next! But like that...

FOOTSTEPS

Wait.

What's all this, Odo?
Are you not coming to camp with us?

No.

I always knew you would be
the first to run.

Well, you can think what you like, Fitz.

Just tell William I've left.

- You can tell him yourself.
- There's no chance.

The rats have begun to flee.

Sinking already?

Well, the church seems to think so.

Oh, well, what's the church
ever done for us?

Is that Morcar?

Here he is. King Harold.

Out for a ride with his men
while his country burns.

- Where have you seen battle?
- York.

When you promised me Northumbria

I didn't realise I'd have to
fight to the death for it.

You've seen Hardrada's forces?
How many of them?

- Impossible to tell.
- Why? Because you rode south too fast to see them?

No, because they're everywhere.

They're putting out their fires
with blood.

Any mercenaries with them? Any cavalry?

What are Hardrada's forces?

Is there anyone with him?
Does he have any allies?

- You haven't heard, have you?
- Heard what?

Hardrada's riding with an adviser.
A local expert.

Who?

Your brother, Tostig.

- That can't be true.
- I saw him with my own eyes.

Is he a hostage?

Are the Vikings trying to
lever advantage?

He didn't look like a hostage to me.

He was riding right beside
King Hardrada himself.

Well, then you weren't close enough
to tell, were you?

Because if you were close enough
to see Hardrada,

you would be dead by now.

Tostig must be a hostage,
that is the only explanation.

Go, raise a new army.

- Return to Northumbria.
- f*ck Northumbria!

He's your brother.

You go and die for him.

Your Majesty.

We're wasting time.

THUMPING, GRUNTING

LOUD GRUNT

LOUD GRUNT

Is your nerve holding?

- It is.
- Good.

This one is yours.

For your brother's head.

My gift.

It will take Harold weeks

to move his army from London.

We will be ready for him.

Sir.

COINS CLINK

- Sir.
- Thank you.

A delivery from Brittany.

He did that to every sack
before he sent them back.

Must have taken ages.

Can't wait for his ships forever.

The other Barons will see it
as a sign of weakness

if we don't have them.
Run for the hills just like Odo did.

SHOUTING OUTSIDE

I'll k*ll you for that.

Hey, hey!

That's enough! Pull yourself together.

Something must be done.

DOOR OPENS

Baron Richard.

I appreciate you taking the time.

My Lady.

Sit, please.

I heard that you'd been
casting aspersions

against the legitimacy
of the Duke's cause.

I simply voiced a concern.

A... A concern about when I heard...

Heard that Duke William's
entire campaign was a blasphemy.

That's what you said.

I discussed a matter
of legitimate concern.

That's all.

- And there are others who believe it too.
- Others?

Well, that is most informative.

If it can reassure you,

I think I already know
the name you're protecting.

So you may speak it
without fear of reprisal.

Your ear or your eye?

It's Baldwin. It's your father.

Your father is the one
trying to undermine the Duke.

Trying to undermine you.

I can prove it.

I have a letter from your father
that proves everything.

- I can send for it.
- Do so.

- Gunhild.
- Hmm?

Has it never crossed your mind
how you get out of the country?

I can't think of an outcome
where I even need to consider it.

Yes, but what if you had to?

Just... concentrate on your strategy.

What if Harold...

..dies?

Some things are better kept
in your mind than on your tongue.

If it's not the Vikings,
it could be William or Morcar.

And what if Harold lives?

What would he do if he found you gone?

I understand why you're thinking
this, but...

Edith, I fought Harold
about marrying her.

We both know Harold would never
survive without you.

Harold has chosen England.

I am choosing my children.

All right.

So how would you get out of England

should some obscure,
unlikely eventuality arise

where you had no choice but to try?

Your mother, doesn't she have kin
in Europe?

Denmark.

Ruled by Hardrada.

Then what about Ireland?

There are outposts there,
stockades built by Wessex hands.

I know they're still lived in today.

My mother might try to stop you.

They are her grandchildren.

Hmm.

Good timing.

How did you know the stream was here?

You don't remember?

We were here with Sweyn,

when we came to petition Earl Siward.

We made camp just over there
in that gully.

Your brother was raising an army
against you

and if he'd succeeded, if it was
Sweyn standing here right now,

instead of you, facing Hardrada,
facing William...

..what chance would any of us have?

What chance would England have?

Your Majesty.

I never asked you.

The last time you saw him,
what did he say to you?

He said he'd be waiting for you in hell.

Maybe he knew something we didn't.

Do you think Morcar was right
about Tostig?

I just can't believe that...

Within our family I...
I've always been his ally,

I protected him against Sweyn.

Tostig and I have always been friends.

Your Majesty, with respect,

it doesn't matter what Tostig has done.

If the men find out your brother
rides with the Vikings...

That's what Hardrada wants him for.

Hardrada doesn't know that we've
travelled so fast.

He is not aware of our attack, not yet -

but as soon as he is aware
of our position,

he will have Tostig k*lled.

That's why I have to find him first.

Victory will be ours.

MUFFLED THUMP

I've been meaning to honour you
with a gift, brother.

I will have your back in battle.

But I cannot protect your front.

It is beautiful, no?

It is.

It's just that I already have one.

HE GRUNTS

See, this shield would have done
more harm than good in battle.

Thank you.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

You don't stand in a throne room
like that!

Sit down.

Good boy.

Haven't you thought about trying it?

Seeing what all the fuss is about?

No, I think I've had enough,
all the fuss.

Gunhild told me of your doubts.

Well?

I'm too old to run away
from Vikings, Edith.

But you're still young.

You have more cause than I
to take flight.

I like that you still wear that.

It's something you and I
have always had in common.

I understand you more than
you think, Edith.

Can you tell me what Ireland is like?

I know someone with a boat

who's crossed the Irish Sea
more than once.

If I introduced you to him,

perhaps he could answer that
question for you himself.

Perhaps he could.

Ah!

Fitz?

Did you hear the rumours
about King Hardrada?

I've heard. Harold has no chance
against that madman.

Doesn't matter.
Both armies will be destroyed.

England will be in chaos.

Ripe for the picking -
but I have to act now.

If Harold does triumph,
he'll become a legend.

Within weeks, every man in England

will be standing beside him to fight.

Then you must act now.

I have to have Brittany's ships.

Well, he'll never give them to you,
you know that.

His son would. If Alain was Baron,
he'd give me those ships.

He's committed to an alliance
once his father is gone.

To remove his father would take a w*r.

One man could get inside.

If he got close enough...

..it could be done.

I'm a lucky man.

You've given me something most men
only dream of.

A purpose.

They'll disarm you at the entrance.

Then you'd better look after this
for me.

Father's dagger.

You keep it until we meet again.

HE EXHALES SHARPLY

You remember when I was a boy...

..you swore to protect me.

Swore to both our fathers.

Hmm, like it was yesterday.

You have never wavered.

My Lord.

♪ I find my world so beaten
and badly thorned... ♪

OTHERS CHEER

So my father offers the might of
the France King's military

to protect Normandy...

..in exchange for a piece of your land?

Is that my understanding of this?

My Duchess, you must realise
there's fear.

If the Duke were to lose and English
were to invade Normandy...

Is that what he's been
filling your head with?

That the English will invade Normandy?

Count Baldwin has offered us
this alternative, yes.

- He told us that you won't have the strength to prevent it.
- Us?

Well, the letter was distributed
to every Baron

he believed amenable to his offer.

So he's using the Barons to steal
Normandy from me?

Show me which Barons.

Which Barons?

All bordering Flanders.

Your father offers his friendship

and protection in return
for a payment of land.

His friendship?

Would a true friend
ask you to risk this much,

while risking nothing himself?

I... I worry only for my family.

Tell no-one you gave this to me.

- Of course not, my Lady. Never.
- It's a secret.

Between friends.

I want you to express your doubts
about my father to the other Barons,

or our friendship will suffer
a painful blow.

Thank you.

Thank you.

WIND GENTLY RUSTLES

HE GRUNTS

GURGLING

SOLDIERS SHOUT

Attack!

With me!

LOUD GRUNTING

Tostig! Tostig!

LOUD GRUNTING

Tostig!

Harold.

Come to hand over your crown?

LOUD GRUNTING

HE SPLUTTERS

GRUNTING

It's Harold with King Hardrada.

k*ll the Saxon dog!

GRUNTING

Harold is down. k*ll him!

LOUD GRUNTING

Tostig? Tostig?

Tostig! Tostig! Tostig!

No. No, no, no, no, no, no!

No. No, no. No, Tostig!

Tostig, look at me.

No!

Tostig!

No, no, no!

No, no, no, no, Tostig!

Tostig!

Hey, Tostig, Tostig, look at me.

Look at me. Tostig, look at me.

Look at me, look at me.

Look at me, Look at me! I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Tostig, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Tostig.

HE PANTS

Hardrada is dead!

Long live King Harold!

Victory!

Long live Harold.

Victory to England.

SOLDIERS SHOUT AND CHEER

The b*stard has another offer, does he?

What is it this time?

Let's hear it.

What's on William's mind?

Well, speak.

Duke William's offer
is for your ears only.

He was very insistent about
who should hear and who should not.

HE EXHALES SHARPLY

Duke William offers his thanks
for giving him your ships.

What?

HE GRUNTS AND GROANS

HE STRAINS

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

MAN: My Lord.

Duke William.

Do you know who I am, my Lord?

You're the smithy who bows the fiddle.

But do you know?

I know.

You're Fitz's friend.

I've heard what happened in Brittany.

- Is he coming back?
- No.

Did he ever speak my name?

No. Never.

He did it to protect you.

And his death protects you?

You as well.

No, my Lord.

I already walk with the dead.

My Lord, you have to see!

Out there. I don't see it.

We got his fleet.

CHEERING

It's the fleet. We've secured the fleet.

My Lord.

On Fitzosbern's orders, my Lord,
swore an oath to him before he left.

We are in your service until death.

- Until death?
- Yes, my Lord.

Our sworn oath.

WOMAN: William!

Matilda, you're here.

- Hey, Robert, come.
- Daddy.

Hey.

Here, this way.

Hey, here.

All right, Robert.

My father intends to take Normandy
from us when you're abroad.

I have the proof.

Which is why I'm going to order
the Barons to swear loyalty

to Robert as the Duke.

He'll be their Duke.

You will rule Normandy until I return.

Everything I have, Matilda,
I trust you with it all.

You have Brittany's ships?

What was his price?

More than I thought.

Then this is it.

Even if you live, we're not together
in this any more.

You cannot rule England from Normandy,

and I can't rule Normandy from England.

There's the price.

- If we never see each other again...
- We will.

- But if we don't...
- We will.

- But if we don't, I...
- I know.

We will.

LIGHT SCRAPING

CLAPPING AND CHEERING

Hi, everyone. Can you take it?

Your Grace.

Brother, I bring you good news
from Rome.

I have what you need now.

- You came back.
- Of course I came back.

Your Majesty.

I stand before you today...
as God's vessel.

All of us...

..we are all God's vessels.

Because God himself points our way now.

See this mark.

See the Pope's mark.

The Papal banner of Rome
now rides with us!

CROWD: Yes!

- Rome is with us!
- Yes!

Right... is with us!

CROWD CHEERS

And anyone who stands against us

stands against God himself!

CROWD CHEERS

Are you with me?

CROWD CHEERS

Are you with me?

CROWD CHEERS

- Your Majesty.
- What is that?

That's not a good omen.

We need to ride now.

Now!

Look!

Look at the sky!

So it's an emphatic order!

God points the way!

God is with us!

CROWD CHEER