:19:00
- Speak for yourself.
- They haven't made the bargain yet.
:19:03
Well, go and get the reserve barrels!
:19:11
There is no more ale!
:19:18
Get out! Stop it! Get out!
:19:21
You seem to be running out of ale.
:19:25
More ale, my girl! Quickly.
:19:29
Orm, my boy, see what's
holding up the ale.
:19:32
- That's enough! Get out!
- Vahlin, we need more ale.
:19:35
- No more credit.
- We must have more.
:19:38
- Money.
- We'll pay, I swear.
:19:40
- No money, no ale.
- You miserable goat!
:19:45
What is this?
Get some more ale in there.
:19:48
Go on, tell him.
:19:50
A man has to look to his own.
No payment, no ale.
:19:53
You dare stand there
before your lawful thane and...
:19:58
- How much?
- Twelve gold pieces.
:20:00
- I don't want to do this, but...
- My badge.
:20:03
It's worth 100 times
your miserable 12 pieces. Take it.
:20:07
Until the king pays me.
:20:09
I don't want to...
:20:11
Come on, get these barrels open.
:20:17
All is well, my liege, plenty of ale.
:20:20
- Would you like some more, sire?
- No, thank you, Orm.
:20:25
Your youngest is nearly a man.
:20:27
Time for him to leave the women
and children and join his brother...
:20:31
...wherever he may be.
:20:33
Rolfe, my son.
:20:35
Why, he's plundering the towns
and villages along the coasts of Barbary.
:20:40
He's a true Viking. They'll be singing
sagas about him for ages to come.
:20:46
Enough of him. Now to the business
of my funeral ship.
:20:50
- And the matter of payment.
- A trifling matter.
:20:54
Silence!
:20:56
Silence!