Birkebeinerne Page #4

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To the horses!

(both breathing heavily)

(Hkon crying)

Baglers! Hurry! Hurry!

Huff!!-

In here. This way.

Let them choose.

Fight on our side, or die.

Your word is my command, lord.

Those who want to live,

must fight for the Church.

The choice is yours.

Skjervald! We shook them off.

He's sleeping.

He's sleeping?

Help me get him on my back.

Good. Let's go.

Inge:
Gisle.

Let me out of here!

You will not manage this alone.

Not without me.

It appears that you were mistaken

about me, Inge.

A long time.

I know that you did not

kill the King.

Because I'm the one who did.

And I just want you to know that...

King Sverre's bloodline...

ends here.

Forgive me, brother.

I never gave you a chance.

I have always stood in the way of

things you wanted to achieve.

But, now your turn has come.

Show the goodness in your heart.

Save the King's son.

You have never known me, brother.

You have no idea who I am.

Do you sleep here too?

No.

Kristin?

Has anyone been here

in the night recently?

Well?

Kristin?

I did not see anyone.

Kristin?

I know that this is very difficult.

But, you must trust me alone.

Do not speak to anyone, do nothing.

I'm the only one who can protect you

now, do you understand?

Yes.

Yes.

(both breathing heavily)

Torstein?

How is he doing?

He is doing just fine.

- Shall we keep going?

- We must keep going.

We must get him to Audun's farm

before it gets dark.

Yes.

(woman sings melancholy song

in foreign language)

It's going to be alright.

It will be fine, Egil.

(wind howling)

(Hkon crying)

- ls there something wrong with him?

- What?

He's screaming!

He's going to freeze to death!

He's fine. Look here. See.

We must find shelter!

There are some little barns

over there.

Torstein!

Look!

(Hkon crying)

Torstein:
He is freezing.

Take him out. We are safe here

as long as the storm holds.

Here.

Shh, shh. Look here. Look.

His hands are warm.

He has royal blood.

He is a tough little guy.

Yes.

Do we have any food?

No.

Now, now, now. So, so, so...

Hkon, Hkon.

Look at this. Look!

(both making silly sounds)

Look here.

Look.

Look here.

Look here, Hkon. Look.

Watch it go! Look.

(makes horse noises)

Look here. Clippity-clop.

Once upon a time,

there was a little...

King's horse.

No, an ordinary horse.

And that horse, it...

wanted to be king.

Hkon. But, in order to do so,

it had to ride through

a mountain of flames.

But, it was too hot.

So he kept having to stop.

But one day...

he found the fire within himself.

And he rode right through the flames.

Ouch!

And that is why he came

all the way here to you...

Yes.

The King's horse.

(cooing)

Oh, look...

Look here, Hkon, have some water.

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