A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Nothing lasts forever.
Stars…
trees…
animals…
people.
Even the gods.
Everything perishes eventually.
The wolf will come.
And the world will burn.
The wolf will devour the moon.
He'll devour the sun.
He'll devour everything. Everything that ever existed.
But it is not something you need to fear.
Everything that begins must also end.
So the wolf saved Romulus and Remus?
That's right, Arminius.
But my father always said the wolf would destroy the world.
Your father doesn't know any better.
A wolf cannot destroy the world.
Only the Roman army can.
Mighty Mars,
please give me your blessing.
Give me the strength to carry out my duty.
The gods won't help you with this mission.
My men and I will accompany you.
I have my own men.
Varus's orders. We are not to return until we have Folkwin's head on a pike.
We'll find the damn bastard, don't worry.
These barbarians
would sell their own mothers to save their skins.
Oh, I'd completely forgotten…
you're one of them, aren't you?
What's it like to be back in your filthy, freezing forest?
How much did you miss this shithole?
Back in line, Centurion Metellus.
We have to give them a burial. The Romans are gone. You're in charge.
They stay there.
They are Ida and Wiborg.
That's the family of your first swordsman.
Get out.
Who do you think you are?
All of you, out!
Everyone out! Piss off!
Did you not hear me? Get out!
If you hadn't intervened, Arminius would be lying dead in the square.
The next time I see that rat--
Next time, I'll cut his head off myself.
Why don't we find some allies?
And seek vengeance?
The Bructeri have always hated the Romans.
Especially after they beheaded my uncle…
the old Bructeri reik.
My uncle's successor…
is my mother's cousin.
It's complicated.
I mean, my father is Cherusci, my mother Bructeri.
I always feel like I'm wandering between two worlds.
When we're at war with them, which is all the time,
I'm stuck in the middle, wondering, who is my reik?
Whose head should I bash in?
-It's confusing sometimes. -Hush.
-I get that you don't want to hear… -Be quiet.
Someone's here.
Stay back.
Stay back. Not another step.
I won't leave them hanging here.
Take them down.
Take them down, damn it!
You hear me?
Help her!
Let me do it.
Let them do it.
Romans!
This will be his death sentence.
Stop.
Do you still think you're on the right side?
-Ask them! Ask them if they agree! -Thusnelda.
No! He should answer.
-Quiet! -Let her go!
Who ordered this?
He asks who's responsible.
I am.
It was me.
I did it.
Tell me, Arminius,
what are we if we can't even give our dead a decent burial?
I warned them not to disobey Varus, but they had already--
Take them down and bury them.
Dominus, there were clear orders from Governor Varus…
not to take the crosses down.
Segestes.
You will help.
Go on.
Get to work.
You have your mother's eyes.
And you were the one who stole the Romans' eagle?
We're burning to hear the story!
You can stay here tonight.
I know you hate me.
And you think your father is a traitor.
But without him, we'd all be hanging out there.
Back when I had to marry your father, I hated him.
That was a good thing.
We are women, Thusnelda.
If you love, you'll give up everything…
and be disappointed.
Only when you hate…
do you learn how to get what you really want.
And you know what I want?
You're clever.
You could have a dynasty.
A tribe at your feet.
And a husband who…
Who you can control.
Why are you so keen on that lousy swordsman…
who's doomed to die?
Thank you.
Where is Folkwin?
If you know, then tell me.
I don't know.
Arminius…
he has suffered enough.
I beg you…
spare him.
I need his head,
or all of yours will roll. The whole village.
That's how you've always acted.
For the good of your tribe.
Yes.
And?
Look at me.
We had their damn eagle.
And we were surrounded by legionaries.
Each of them had a pilum aimed at our chests. At each of us.
You weren't even there, Berulf.
Of course I was there.
I was there in my heart.
All of us were.
Even the dead were there. And the gods.
What about the warrior maid?
Thusnelda?
Thusnelda.
I heard stealing the eagle was her idea.
Thusnelda is a real warrior.
Oh, yes.
Thusnelda has the gift.
She's connected to the gods.
Thusnelda is a seer?
Yes.
I've known Thusnelda since she was little.
The Romans went too far this time.
They don't just want to tell us how to live.
But also how to die.
You can stay with us as long as you like.
They hung them up.
-We will fight. -Nailed them to crosses.
Are you with us?
More and more taxes. More and more tribute.
Then let's crack some Roman skulls!
Yeah!
No one wants you here.
Piss off.
-They're burning! -Ansgar!
They're burning!
-This is a disgrace! Ansgar! -They're burning!
They're burning!
-Stop! -They're burning!
They're burning!
The wolf is coming.
-Bructeri? -Yes.
Folkwin is with us.
-Folkwin? You sure? -Yes.
In the village.
Take us there now!
Mount up!
Where are you going?
You are still my daughter!
Why do you do this to me?
You will come to your senses.
You will marry Hadgan.
I hope the five horses make you happy.
The door. Eigil.
Oh, god.
Out the back!
Get out!
Run!
Berulf!
Folkwin, come on! Get out!
Come on!
Go on!
Go!
Thank you.
-Berulf, come! -I can't!
I have to say goodbye to my family.
Come.
You betrayed them.
Rome gave me a good price.
They were our guests.
And Thusnelda has a connection to the gods.
If you think you'd make a better reik than me…
say so now.
You'd put an animal out of its misery.
If you love Ansgar, you have to free him from this.
Then I'll do it.
Where did they go?
Ansgar.
Ansgar!
Untie me.
Father!
Father, untie me!
Untie me! Please!
Untie me now!
You like to play "The wolf is coming," right?
Then close your eyes.
It's about to start.
The wolf is coming.
-The wolf is coming. -Not yet, little warrior.
Not yet.
Now.
The wolf is coming.
Ansgar!
The game is over.
He's already dead.
I was only doing what's already been done.
I curse you!
Where is my bride?
Thusnelda!
You must hurry. Folkwin is waiting for you.
You can't take him with you.
Give him to me.
Come here.
Come to me.
Come to me, come.
You sweet favorite of the gods.
I will take good care of you.
Where will I find Folkwin?
Folkwin.
No mortal has ever trod upon the Dark Land.
Maybe he's right.
This is a place for the undead.
That's what we are now.
The gods of the underworld, they will come for us.
Screw the gods of the underworld.
At least no one will follow us here.
At least no one in his right mind.
Where is Luco?
Where he belongs.
Back at home.
It seems you owe me a bride.
I owe you nothing.
-Where is she now? -You aren't listening to me, my friend.
She's gone.
Please understand, Reik Hadgan.
We'd love to give her to you…
but we can't.
Everyone will hear what your word is worth, Segestes. Everyone.
A bride, or five horses.
I rode all this way. I'm not going back empty-handed.
You'll have to. I'm not giving you anything.
I will return,
and take what is rightfully mine.
You disobeyed Varus's orders.
I don't have to explain myself to you, Centurion.
This slop reminds me of Pannonia.
You were in Pannonia?
Fifteenth legion, commanded by Tiberius.
Prefect of the auxiliary Germanic troops.
In the Sirmian pincer?
We could neither advance nor retreat.
We were trapped between the mountain and the damned swamp.
But then your cavalry came to the rescue.
Stronger than Hercules, brother!
Maybe you're not as useless as I thought.
This is my souvenir from Pannonian steel.
They had to carry me to the latrine for two months.
If you knew them…
It's right that you had them buried.
Dominus, we captured a barbarian.
Leave him.
Stand up.
What's your name?
Luco of the court of Darid.
It's okay.
I knew your father.
Do you know who I am?
Come. Have a seat at our fire.
Gods, please help me avenge my family.
You are more powerful than the Three Women of the Wood.
Show me your power.
Varus, and everyone who rides under his flag
shall shed their blood on our soil.
Their guts shall fertilize our gardens
and their skulls… shall decorate our trees.
For this, I will sacrifice what is most precious.
My firstborn.
Now tell me where Folkwin is.
I don't know.
Yes, you do.
Why else would you be out here, alone and far from Cherusci land?
I can't.
If you don't tell me…
they'll beat you to death.
I just want to help you.
It's… It's a place of the dead.
No one is supposed to go there.
It's a place for the dead.
The Dark Land?
Is Folkwin hiding in the Dark Land?
I just want to go home. Please.
I just want to go home.
What is the "Dark Land"?
Do you know it?
Can you lead us there?
Why did you do that?
To quote Julius Caesar:
"I love treason,
but I hate a traitor."
Mount up quickly!
We're heading out.
You know what I'm doing when we get home?
Having a bath?
Marrying your sister.
In your dreams, my friend.
Yes, that's where I see her.
She bears me lots of children. Lots and lots. A whole pack.
You'll be an uncle.
Uncle Eigil.
Are you serious?
And they'll be proud of their father.
Because he fought for their free--
Hanno!
Romans!
Finish it.
Subtitle translation by Kelly Barksdale