Stockholm Bloodbath (2023) Movie Script
1
[gentle uneasy music plays]
[wings flap]
[eagle calls]
[footsteps]
[bow creaks]
[footsteps trudge]
[arrow shoots through the air]
Shiii--
[groans]
[heavy metal clanks]
[wildlife calls]
[horse whinnies]
[dramatic music plays]
[dramatic music]
[indistinct chatter]
-[Ulf] And what's this called?
-[Lars] Loading rod.
-[Ulf] That's right,
your sister taught you well.
-[Lars] Freja!
-Thank you, Freja. Good work.
[Lars] Freja!
-[Ulf] Put that back together.
-Okay, Dad.
-[indistinct chatter]
-[horses whinny]
[Anne] Now what do we think
of this piece?
[Daniel] I like it. Mother?
-Hmm?
-Do you like this?
Aww that's beautiful.
This once belonged
to our great-great grandmother.
Do you think
it will go with my dress?
[stamps feet]
What has happened, Freja?
[items clatter]
[Anne] Our house?
The forest? Through the forest?
Okay, yes
[Ulf] The ridge.
Freja, what's that?
[Anne] Soldiers?
-What soldiers?
-[Ulf] Danes!
[Ulf] How many?
Many.
[dramatic music plays]
Don't stop for anyone.
You remember Sten Sture?
-Give this to him, no one else.
-What's going on, Dad?
Don't worry.
[Anne] Ride fast.
I need you back here soon,
the most beautiful
bridesmaid ever.
[Ulf] All right, come on.
You have work to do.
Not again, Dad.
[percussive music plays]
-[horse whinnies]
-Whoa!
[Slagheck]
Sylvestre, check it out!
[Slagheck] How long?
[Sylvestre] Still fresh.
[Slagheck]
Swedish motherfuckers.
I hate them all so much.
[Sylvestre]
Take a look at this, Didrik.
[woman] Come on, now!
[Anders] Are you ready
for this change, my child?
[Anne] Yes. I'm ready.
[Anders] Stay with God
and everything will be fine.
[Anne] Is it that easy?
Nothing is easy.
We live in dark
and troubled times,
without God
it becomes impossible.
[Anne] I do have a few doubts
-Doubts?
-Obviously, I want
to give my life to Johan
and to God
but I'm not quite sure
where I fit in.
Surely, I could be a bit more
-useful.
-Of course.
Your father Ulf Eriksson
is a powerful man.
He and other powerful men
will build a strong country,
a strong Sweden,
and that strength
will come from God.
You also have it in you,
my child.
[horse nickers]
-[horse nickers]
-[men laughing]
[Slagheck] Get her!!!
[all] Ya! Ya!
[Didrik] Get her!
Come on, come on!
We're coming for you!
Come on!
Fucking Swedish bitch!
[Didrik] Move it! Move it!
[horse whinnies]
[horse whinnies]
[men] Ha ha ha!
[water swirls]
[Sylvestre] Take a look at this.
Same sign.
[Hans] She's gone!
Aaah!
[rat squeaks]
[sneezes]
[Trolle] Here you go my friends.
[squeaking]
[man grunts]
-[muffled fighting]
-[swords clanging]
[man] Open the gates!
Open the gates!
[crash]
[breathing heavily]
What took you so long?
[Slagheck]
An army of 10,000 moves slowly.
[Trolle] You should have freed
me last year.
-Or the year before that.
-[Slagheck] I know.
Or the year before that, Didrik.
[Slagheck] I know.
[Slagheck] The king was in love.
Now he's not?
-[Slagheck] She died.
-Glad to hear it.
[laughs]
Good to see you, bastard.
[Slagheck] Likewise.
[clears throat]
Right.
[Slagheck] Do you
do you recognize this?
Hmm.
[Trolle] Erikssons.
They truly are a nuisance.
[Gustav]
Ulf Eriksson was there
when Sten Sture
took everything from me.
If not stopped
Sweden will break
away from the union
and we will suffer for it.
The business, the Church,
it will affect us all.
No one is safe.
-[male] He's a traitor.
-He most certainly is.
[Sten] Bishop Brask
what was that?
Oh.
Hmm.
-Let's do it.
-Let's go get the bastard.
[muffled voice]
[indistinct shouting]
[Trolle]
I was chased like a dog.
[Sten] Archbishop Gustav Trolle.
[Trolle] By the devil himself.
[Trolle] Sten Sture.
[Sten] You're under arrest
for high treason.
[Trolle] You will die for this.
[Sten] Burn everything, please.
[Ulf] Come on Trolle, let's go.
[Trolle] Well,
I can't stand here chatting.
I have places to be
and people to eliminate.
[male voice] Help them get down.
[Ulf] Johan! Welcome!
Ulf, Maria!
[Ulf] How was the trip?
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music plays]
[Johan] Anne.
You look amazing.
Oh.
[chuckling]
Go in peace
to glorify the Lord
with your life.
[all] Thanks be to God.
[horse whinnies]
[jovial chattering]
You know, it's funny
how some people are
notoriously difficult to like.
[Ulf distantly]
I'd like to invite you all
to celebrate
the long life and happiness
of the bride and groom.
Till death do us part.
I still think it's a pity
to come here, you know,
all unfriendly-like
on his daughter's wedding day.
Is that meant to be ironic?
Let's do this.
That's more like it.
-Ahh!
-[all screaming]
-Oof.
-[both laughing]
[horse whinnies]
[screaming]
Ah!
[screaming]
Aah!
-[all screaming]
-It's okay.
[whimpers]
Come on, old chap.
Let's do this.
[panting]
[Didrik]
Listen up motherfuckers!
Ulf Eriksson .
You signed a protocol
condemning me for treason.
I did.
I would do it again!
Really?
Go on.
[son] No, no, no!
No!
-Ah!
-[gasps]
-[villagers screaming]
-That's enough!
-[villagers screaming]
-Shut the fuck up!
Lars!
[Sylvestre] Oh, we have
a tough one here, eh?
Come on, show me what you got.
Come on, right here.
Come on, come on.
Yeah, you can do it.
Dad.
[crying] Dad.
[screaming]
Lars!
[crying] No!
Daniel!
Just shut the fuck up!
No!
-I'm sorry.
-No! No!
[screaming] No, Daniel!
Daniel, stop!
-[Daniel grunts]
-[laughs]
Mum said I'm not supposed
to get my, get my shirt stained.
[Slagheck] Avoid the shirt
if at all possible.
Daniel! Daniel!!
Kill him, or I kill you
and your stupid brother.
[screams]
You dumb kraut.
[Didrik] That didn't go well.
[Sylvestre] Forgive me father,
for I have sinned.
[Anne crying]
-[yells]
-[Trolle] Sylvestre!
Spare the priest.
We're not animals.
[men chuckle]
[Slagheck]
You live to see another day.
-[man] Run, run!
-[women screaming]
Argh!
Aaargh--
[laughs]
What a hero.
Bring this one,
he might come in handy.
[Anne grunts]
And I think we're done here.
[Sylvestre]
You and your stupid brother.
[distorted laughing]
-[Gustav] Bring this one.
-[indistinct muttering]
[Gustav]
Beautiful wedding indeed.
[Gustav laughing]
Oh, what a mess.
[Didrik] Let's get out of here.
[Hans] All right, let's go.
[horse whinnies]
[breathing shakily]
[sobs]
Uh!
Uh! Uh! Uh!
[men chattering indistinctly]
It escalated, my king.
[Kristian] A wedding I hear.
Old enemies of the union.
And what about this one?
That is Johan Natt och Dag,
loyal to Sture.
Big deal among the opposition.
I figured
he might be useful to us.
You made
a few unauthorized decisions
here, my dear.
But I'll let that slide,
we all know you've been
going through a rough spell.
Be sure to do something
about that beard though,
before you come and see me
next time.
Indeed.
[Johan] I'm gonna kill you!
So, Slagheck, you really
hate the Swedes, don't you?
Well, I certainly dislike them,
I'm not sure I hate them
like you do, but
It's just,
they're so full of themselves
-It's so annoying.
-It is!
[both] It's so annoying!
[laughing]
Hmm.
Didrik, are you having
those thoughts again?
Hmm?
Look at me.
is it this father business
that's bothering you again?
Can you try and see it
this way please.
A lot of men born out of wedlock
have done great things.
But we go to hell
-when we die.
-I don't think that's a given.
-[Slagcheck] But it is.
-It depends on
what you do in life
and what you do in life is
you work for me.
You work for the king.
Thereby you please
and serve God.
-Y- You think so?
-It actually makes sense,
doesn't it?
-It does.
-Hmm?
[both laughing]
-See, it helps to talk.
-It does.
[gently uneasy music plays]
[Anne inhales deeply]
W- Where's, where's Johan?
They're gone, Freja.
[crying] They're all gone.
Ah!
[weeping softly]
[man] Move it!
[indistinct shouting]
[ominous music plays]
Come on, men!
Move!
Help me find these men.
Freja.
[arrow whooshes]
[groans] Mm.
Uh!
[sighs]
Urgh!
Stupid. Fucking. Swede.
Aaaah!
[villagers screaming]
Uh!
-Ahh!
-[screaming]
Woah, woah, woah.
[pants]
Argh! Argh!
[empowering music plays]
[drum beat]
Get ready, we're leaving.
Freja it's not safe here either,
we have to leave now!
I'm leaving. I'm going to find
those bastards, and Johan.
Fine.
I don't need you anyway.
[whimpers]
[Anne] Ah!
Are you coming with me or what?
I'll take that as a yes.
Sorry.
[bell tolling]
[distant shouting]
[Sten] At ease, men!
Let's go get
these Danish bastards!
Your horse is ready sir.
-I don't look like that.
-My lady, I'm not finished.
Argh! You guys are all the same,
where were you educated?
Dortmund.
Are there any women in Dortmund?
[Kristina] Miss Gertrud,
can you take a look at this?
You be the judge,
I can't really
-[Miss Gertrud sighs]
-[painter] Well
I have to agree,
it doesn't capture
your inner beauty.
[Kristina]
Exactly, inner beauty.
-A man is not capable
of understanding such a concept.
-[Albert] My lady
-Yes, Albert.
-Your husband is about to leave.
He'd like a word before he goes.
Give me the cittern.
[men laughing]
You start with bam and then bam.
-Where do you have your head?
-[Sture] Ooh!
Oh Kristina, there's
no room for rehearsing
where we're going.
On the contrary, these campaigns
tend to have a lot of waiting.
You say so yourself.
-[Sture] Yes
-You'll never excel
if you never practice.
I will practice when I get home.
Promise?
-Yes.
-I just want music in my life.
I promise, of course I promise.
Okay.
I love you.
I love you, little one,
and you tell the girls
I love them too.
-Very good, Sir.
-Yes.
Be careful.
Lads, let's go!
[crow caws]
[horse nickers]
Good?
Ya!
Ya!
[distant shouting]
[Anne] Down there
we have the Swedish camp,
and there
we have the Danish camp.
Somewhere over there is Johan.
[Anne] Freja, no.
We need to stick to the plan.
I'll go find him
and I'll meet you down there.
Thanks.
I will see you soon.
I love you.
[horse nickers]
Yeah, yeah,
I'll feed you in a minute.
No, forget it.
They're spoiling him.
Just keep him happy.
That's [inaudible].
Bloody right.
[gasps]
Shit!
[trickling]
Urgh!
-Aaargh!
-Oh!
[laughs]
Argh!
[soldier] Archers! Ready!
[all] Yes, Sir!
Loose!
[arrows whooshing]
[laughing]
[Holger]
I'm gonna kill you.
Argh!
Argh!
[soldiers yelling]
[Sture] Let's go get them!
[soldiers yelling]
-Fire!
-[cannon blasts]
Ahh!
[screaming]
[swords clank]
[soldier]
We have them surrounded, Sir!
[screaming]
Ahhhh!
Arghhh!
Ahhh!
[explosion]
Argh! Return fire!
[soldier] Returning fire!
[gentle music plays]
[screaming]
[horse whinnies]
Argh!
[laughs]
Good boy.
[dog whines]
Don't worry.
[men grunting]
Ah!
[swords clank]
[cannon blasts]
Ahhh!
[Slagheck] Holger!
Argh!
Come on you fucker!
-[grunting]
-Ah!
[Slagheck] You fucking Swedes!
-[panting]
-[blood splatters]
Argh!
[Anne] Freja!
[horses whinny]
[horses whinny]
[Anne] Go, go, go!
[horse whinnies]
Ya!
[soldier] Come on,
out the way, clear a path.
[soldier 2] Come on,
get a surgeon here.
Ahh! Fuck!
Ahh.
Make way! Make way!
Ah! Ahh!
[mumbling indistinctly]
[soldier] Sir.
Oh good.
He asked to speak to you.
Please.
Hi how are you doing?
[inaudible]
-What?
-Good to see you.
Yes, it's really good
to see you too.
Um, my mother and father
would have said to send you
their best, but they're um
-uh, well, they're dead.
-Oh.
I want Kristina to be
the new Head of State.
Okay, I will tell Kristina she's
to be the new Head of State.
[Sture]
Tell Kristina, I love her
and I'm so sorry
I didn't practice
the cittern more.
I will. It's okay.
[exhales]
[mumbles indistinctly]
What?
May God help us all.
Yeah.
May God help us all.
[emotive music plays]
[sighs]
[Anne] Shit, shit, shit.
[Anne] Four to go.
Now the small detour
to Stockholm.
We have to go tell my cousin
she's the new Head of State.
Yeah, cousin.
Look after this.
[breathing shakily]
[exhales] Ooh.
[flowing water]
Shit!
[breathing shakily]
[groans]
[grunts]
[soldier] Kill them all!
-Argh!
-Kill every last one of them!
[clamoring]
Freja!
-[Hans] Give her to me.
-Urgh!
[horse gallops]
Freja!
Ya!
[Albert] My lady
he was the bravest man
I ever met.
Ahh!
-Ah!
-Get a doctor, quickly!
Ahhh!
[Kristina, muffled] Argh!
[somber music plays]
[somber music continues]
[Hemming] Well,
there are indications
that one of your cannonballs
[Kristian]
One of my cannonballs what?
Speak up spy.
[Hemming] I'm not a spy.
Well, I think you are.
Um, I'm a bishop.
Hemming Gadh
at your service my king,
and I'm here to prevent this
becoming a bloodbath.
So a traitor
to your own people then?
Ah. [laughs]
-I see both sides.
-Ah.
And you were saying?
Yes, one of your cannonballs
hit Sten Sture
and later he died.
[horse whinnies]
Um
This is very good news, spy.
I suppose, this means
there is what they call, um
a power vacuum
in your country then?
-Hmm, indeed.
-So what's next?
It seems that Sture's wife,
Kristina, will be
the new Head of State.
A woman? Seriously?
Yes, Kristina is a woman,
that's correct [laughs]
Um, but quite capable,
I would say.
In bed?
[laughs]
[all laughing]
[Kristian] In bed!
Ooh, ooh.
[all laughing]
Good one.
Quite amusing, my King.
If I may,
you would still need
to negotiate.
I am the rightful king
of this country.
The Union is
my father's legacy,
I will not have that
taken away from me
by some
fucking Swedish peasants!
-Right.
-Anyone else have a suggestion?
Slagheck?
I say we go and take Stockholm
and show this woman
who's the fucking boss!
[Kristian] Boom!
[tense music plays]
[bell tolling]
[Anne] Morning.
[breathing heavily]
[Kristina] You said
the bastards didn't even spare
the women and children.
No.
Devils.
Did you recognize anyone?
Bishop Trolle was there.
Well, of course he was.
What will they do to Johan?
I expect they will use
him and others to get me
to hand over the city.
I need your help.
They killed my little brothers.
They took Johan, and now Freja,
and I can't even think
about what they might be
doing to her.
I want them dead, Kristina.
We have to negotiate, Anne,
that is how it's done.
Why waste time?
Just give them hell!
Hell sometimes has
a tendency to reverse itself.
-[women whimpering]
-[babies crying]
-[bell ringing]
-[Kristina] Oh you didn't have
to bring anything, Hemming.
My wife baked it for us,
it's a honey cake,
a family recipe,
please, help yourselves.
-No thank you.
-I insist, my lady,
it would
mean the world to my wife.
All right, as long as
you take the first piece.
We all know
about your Danish connections,
Hemming.
Mm.
Well, let's get this meeting
started then, shall we?
We suffered great loss
and I have no intention
of backing down.
The King's army is strong,
it's just a matter of time
before he will siege the city.
He'll take it, and who knows
what will happen to you then.
And to you?
That is true, but
I hear
he's willing to negotiate.
Where do you hear that, Hemming?
I have my sources, Kristina.
[laughs]
As do I.
-I'm merely being pragmatic.
-Your pragmaticism
will eventually be our downfall,
Hemming.
-Think about your children.
-The people of Stockholm
are my children.
We'll negotiate
when we're ready, Hemming.
Oh, and tell your wife
her cake was a little bit
on the dry side,
it was still good,
but just a tad dry.
[whispering] It was dry,
pretty average.
Hey.
Yeah, yeah
[mumbling inaudibly]
Fuck off!
Oy, come on.
[drunken arguing]
[woman]
Oy! Piss off you noisy buggers!
Leave it out!
[stairs creak]
Yes?
Who are you?
My name is Anne
I don't do women.
Neither, do I.
-This is something else.
-What do you want?
It's my family
your daughter Freja has been
living with all these years.
Have you come to reproach me
for giving my daughter away?
I wouldn't dare
insult you like that.
Freja is in danger.
-[thud]
-[screaming]
No! No,
don't do this to me, please!
No! I beg you.
I beg you. Please, no.
No!
Ow!
Please no!
Please! No!
Ahh-ha-ha! Ow!
You're hurting me.
Ow! Ah!
[Freja's mother]
My poor child.
Her father was a brave man.
And he was murdered
for his beliefs.
Right in front of her eyes.
Slaughtered like an animal.
Freja was five years old.
[woman screams]
She never spoke after that.
Not one word.
-I wanted a better life for her.
-I know.
I know.
What can a woman do?
It's a question of class,
isn't it?
[woman] No, please!
[Freja's mother]
God help us all.
[woman] Please no! Stop it, ow!
[woman crying]
No! No!
[man] Hold her down!
[woman] Please, no!
-[Hans laughs] Yes!
-No!
[Didrik] Motherfuckers!
[horse whinnies]
What's going on you dumb krauts?
Come on Didrik,
we're just having some fu--
[grunts]
Uh!
Enough, you fucking imbeciles.
We're moving out.
Yeah. Burn the place.
[Sylvestre]
You heard him, burn everything.
[Didrik] Let's move.
Come on, let's do this.
[women crying]
[women screaming]
[women] Push, push.
[screaming and yelling]
[women] Push, push, push. Push!
-It's burning! Ah! Ah!
-Push!
Push, push! Push!
Run! Run!
Argh-- Ugh!
Uh!
Argh! Urgh!
Urgh--
[groaning]
[swords clink]
Argh!
-Urgh!
-Dieee!
Urgh!
[breathing heavily]
[gasping]
Huh!
Ahh!
[soldier] Fire!
[distant shouting]
[flame flicker]
[soldier] Back to the hill!
[groans]
Uh!
-Oh!
-Oh! Good morning.
-Morning.
-I like to surround myself with
some beautiful people,
which is one of the reasons why
spending only one second with
someone like Hemming Gadh
absolutely drains me.
I don't want you to take
this the wrong way,
you've been having
an awful time lately,
but really, Anne,
you look terrible.
You've really
let yourself go, Anne.
[sighs] I haven't had much time
to take care of myself lately.
But while you're under my roof,
there is no reason for you
to not look like a proper lady.
We're going to have ourselves
a girls-only day.
No children, no war,
just, just us.
[chuckles]
[man] Please, hello lad,
please can you help me?
Quit stealing all the food,
you little thief.
-You can't catch me!
-Come back here!
-[Kristian] They're
getting desperate?
- They are.
It's been four months now.
No food deliveries
are getting into town.
-How long
do you think they'll last?
-Hard to say.
Kristina has proved herself
to be as, if not more, stubborn
than her husband.
Ah.
I suggest you make a plea deal.
[Gustav] You're cheating!
-I'm not cheating!
-That is cheating!
-That's not cheating!
-Gustav
win some, lose some, remember?
[Didrik] Okay, your turn.
-A plea deal, you said?
Sieging Stockholm
with brute force
will damage The Union.
When entering a new province,
it's essential to keep
the people on your side.
Wow, that's very good, spy,
that's very clever.
Thank you.
So here's what we write, mm.
You will promise to keep
Kristina and her people safe.
They will keep their freedom,
and their privileges
What was that?
Um, their privileges too?
Yes, for now.
We can revise it later.
Gustav, we can always revise.
-Oh
-And you will release
the hostages as well.
-I will?
-Yes you will!
Instead of hanging them
and burning their bodies
in full view of the entire city!
-It's called leverage.
-A-ha! It's got a name.
Mm.
Just imagine
how good it will feel
when the Swedish crown
is placed on your head.
-You feel it?
-[scoffs]
I'm feeling it.
Oooh, I'm feeling it. [laughs]
It, uh, it is
kind of heavy too though
it's a little bit
heavy, Hemming
it's weighing,
it's getting me under,
it's weighing me down
Hemming Gadh! Save me!
It's weighing me down
[gargling]
[Gustav and Didrik]
Hemming! Hemming!
Help him for fuck's sake!
-[gasps]
-Hemming Gadh!
-You leave it
to the last second, don't you?
-S- sorry.
Please, in the future,
don't yell at me,
I am your King.
My Lady.
From your King?
He will soon be
your king as well.
-He will never be that.
-Ah, don't be naive.
Maybe, I am,
but rather that than a traitor
to my own country.
If you don't pick a side,
you're guaranteed to end up
with a winner.
Oh, please tell Kristina
that if she considers this offer
the King will be
more than merciful
towards his prisoners of war.
Instead of sending them back
in very small pieces.
Hmm.
Things tend to not end well
for people like you.
Has anyone told you
you're quite beautiful?
Ugh.
Here it is.
Kristian makes the people suffer
and later he's going
to ask them to love him.
Only a man can be that stupid.
Oh.
Oh.
He is promising amnesty.
I mean,
what is he even thinking
that we will just
bend down and?
[Anne] No Kristina,
this is bigger than all of us.
-The people are starving,
we've got to do something.
-Don't worry.
-You really think
we can trust him?
-He's a snake.
Snakes have a tendency
to lose their heads.
-[Anne] There has to be
another way.
-What choice do we have?
-We have to do something.
-I would love to see Johan
again. But I just don't think
you can trust him.
-[Kristina] Danish people
cannot be trusted.
-Do we need to trust him?
-That's a good point.
-Of course,
I want to see him again.
We will get him back,
there's a deal to be made.
You must decide
what's best for the country.
[chuckles]
-[Hemming] Hard to get.
-Extremely.
I like that in a lady.
[rumbling]
[tense music plays]
[commander] Halt!
[commander shouting inaudibly]
[commander] Release prisoners!
[screams]
[man laughs]
Anne!
[yelps joyfully]
-You look great.
-Ha.
[bell tolling]
[Kristian sighs]
We did it.
We brought The Union
back together.
-My King.
-Can you help me
out here please?
Of course, my King. [laughs]
Well, let me start by saying
thank you to all of you for
being able to make it today.
Um, especially you,
your Eminence,
it means the world to me to know
that I have Rome's blessing.
The coronation
could not have been
a prouder moment for me
or a greater moment for Sweden.
[laughs] Gustav.
[whispers] Thank you
for a beautiful coronation.
[whispers] Thank you, my King.
Thank you.
Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.
Now, please don't be modest,
there's plenty more
where all this came from.
-Mm.
-Here we are,
like one big happy family.
[Kristina]
More like a dysfunctional one.
Granted there's been violence,
but, um
you kind of asked for it,
didn't you?
You put my friend here
away for years.
But, I think,
someone has brought
someone
something to show
some good will.
Isn't that right, Gustav?
Right, right, my king.
Just need to find it.
-[servant] Sir.
-Ah, there, yes.
Oh, thank you.
[Kristian and Didrik] Ohhhhh-ah!
Hmm.
I know, how you women are,
in need of these things.
-Hair things.
-Oh.
Now [clears throat]
this is a very good
and sturdy design.
This is the finest Danish silver
and I promise you,
this will last you
a lifetime. Allow me.
-Now sit very still.
-Okay.
I'm going to be
very, very careful.
-Oh. It's perfect.
-Ow.
-Can I have the mirror, please?
-Of course, my King.
Oh it's fine, I'm sure
nice, thank you.
It is nice, isn't it, Kristina?
-[Trolle] Beautiful.
-Thank you.
Now that I have you, um,
there's something I need
to discuss with you.
Um
I am terribly sorry
about your husband.
So tragic. But please know this,
your people will be
happy, Kristina,
and wealthy and healthy,
and I will even make a program
for the homeless people.
-Oh.
-Mm?
-That sounds great.
-[chuckles]
And tomorrow
we start a three-day
friendship celebration,
from all of us to all of you.
Be careful with that.
Do we need anything else?
No, we'll just, we'll come back.
[Kristian clears throat]
[tense music plays]
Y- You gave this to me.
Yeah.
Step aside.
[water swirling]
[panting]
[suspenseful music]
I could have killed him,
Kristina, I had him right there.
Put that away.
Good evening ladies.
If you do this now,
you will never get out alive,
and neither will Johan.
Fine.
But as soon as this little
friendship party is over with
Yeah, fair enough.
[sighs]
That's a great book,
don't you think?
It's really one of my favorites.
It's been a huge comfort to me
in these troubling times,
as I'm sure
it has been to you as well.
Yes,
I would of course agree,
Your Highness.
How's the room?
You can see
all the way down to the harbor.
I'm not complaining,
Your Highness.
Your Eminence
you've asked to see me,
may I, um, may I sit down?
[clears throat] Your Highness,
I've heard rumors
of many innocent lives
getting lost during your
military operations
in this country
and that Bishop Trolle
has been actively
involved in
some of these episodes.
Can we skip the
'Your Highness' thing, please?
-What?
-Just call me
whatever you like.
But you're right,
-Bishop Trolle is temperamental
-Yes
and please rest assured
that those
whose lives were taken,
they were all enemies
-of this great Union
and the Holy Church.
-Uh, yes.
-Yes, in all due respect--
-And they did,
in fact, imprison
-the Great Bishop. Didn't they?
-Yes.
So, now the time has come
to put all that behind us,
and look to the future.
-Do you agree? Hmm?
-Yes. Yes.
May we have
some celebratory wine
for the Cardinal and I, please?
Uh, I don't drink
Your Highness.
I, I mean, uh
I don't drink.
That is a pity.
[stairs creak]
[door creaks]
[man] Come on,
get those pants down
slowly yeah,
yeah, that's the way.
Oh yeah, come on.
Hey-- What are you-- Uh!
Oof!
What, what are you doing?!
What the fuck?!
I want my money back!
[Freja's mother]
You look so different
but still
it's you.
[Kristian] Dear
friends.
Danes,
Swedes, brothers, sisters,
I greet you all
on this fine evening
of reconciliation.
Let's not fool ourselves.
-There's been war.
-Yes, Sir.
Mm?
There's been hostility.
Wrongs have been made
on both sides.
-Kristina
-Mm.
I haven't seen
skin like this in years.
My mother used
to have skin like this.
Nice.
I am the rightful King
of this country
as well as of Denmark
and the beautiful Norway.
But we're all the same.
We're one.
And none is
more important than the other,
and I am the righteous father,
making sure that
all my children prosper,
and turn into the best versions
of themselves.
And, now
we partyyy!
Excuse me, people,
I can't fucking hear you.
-Woo!
-Yeah! Woo!
-What are we gonna do?
-We're gonna party.
We're gonna party!
Cardinal, are you all fired up?
-What are we going to do?!
-Party!
You heard the Cardinal!
Paaarty!
[thunder claps]
My girlfriend died recently.
Oh that's
I'm ready to move on.
[Kristian laughs]
I knew, I recognized you
from somewhere.
Seeing you with him
made me sure.
[dancers scream]
[Kristian]
I just want my subjects
to have a bit of fun really.
Seems like they do.
[muffled cheering]
[all gasp]
Move it, you scum!
-Go on, get up!
-Move it!
-Go on!
-Move it!
Get up, move it!
I've not done anything
[hush]
Now, Gustav,
tell them what you told me.
I'm upset.
Do you hear?
Bishop Trolle is upset.
Yes
very much so
and I've been upset for a while.
I think some of you might know
what I'm referring to.
-What's he talking about?
-He's been locked up for years.
Silence!
Three years ago,
I was falsely accused
of treachery
by a great many people.
Some of whom
are present here today.
I was dismissed
from my position as Archbishop,
I had to spend years
in confinement,
even though
I had the Pope's support
all the way from Rome.
Now I know
the treacherous heart of man
and I can adapt to it
but God
God see's all
and to him
this was a grave injustice
and dare I say
an act of blatant heresy!
[crowd gasps]
And I expect
the people responsible
you know who you are
to be punished
for their actions.
That's a very serious
accusation, Gustav.
It is the most serious there is,
my King.
And you do realize that
all these people
have been granted immunity?
I do, my King
but unfortunately heresy
-overrules this immunity.
-[crowd gasps]
Well, I suppose there's
nothing more to say then
Quite right, my King.
[Kristina] My King,
I thought
we both agreed that these
silly little incidents,
wrong on both sides,
your own words,
were to be a thing of the past?
Besides,
my husband is dead so
what more is there to do?
There are many things
I can do, Mrs Kristina,
there are no limits to my power
-Yes--
-and I take heresy
very seriously.
Oh, as do I, my King.
-Here.
-The decision
to dismiss Gustav Trolle
from his duties as Archbishop
was decided by the State Council
in a unanimous vote.
You cannot possibly charge
all of us?
[man] Uh, excuse me.
Yes.
I would just like to say that
I felt pressured
to sign the document, my King.
Did you now?
That's very easy to say Mr um
-Brask.
-Brask.
-If I may
-Mm.
[clears throat]
See.
Now, what is this?
To this I felt forced and
-compelled.
-I did.
That's very clever,
Bishop Brask.
Anyone else felt
compelled
to sign this document
falsely accusing
Bishop Trolle of treason?
[crowd muttering]
Well, let's see
your Brask notes then.
-[chuckles]
-[Kristian] No?
Well, I hereby declare
the following
guilty of heresy
against our holy Church.
Gustav, will you
do me the honor please,
you've got the list.
Certainly my King.
Bishop Vincentius Bellenack.
[crowd members] What?
Bishop Mattias Gregersson.
Erik Johansson Vasa.
Mns Gren.
[crowd muttering]
Erik Ryning.
Kristiern Bengtsson.
Bengt Gylta.
[woman] No!
Erik Nilsson.
[woman] Oh God!
Anders Olofsson
Johan Natt och Dag.
[somber music plays]
Peter Adolfsson.
Be brave, and I will get you
Look at me, I promise.
I don't want to be the one
who said 'I told you so
House arrest for you.
-W-orse for you, I'm afraid.
Peter Staffansson.
I will find you, okay?
I promise, I will find you.
You've got to get Kristina
and get out of here.
Peter Budde.
-You have to be brave.
-And Sven Johnsson.
Your Eminence, your Eminence
a very unfortunate mess,
let me take you
back to your chamber.
Take them away.
[sobbing and protesting]
Take them.
No, hey!
No!
-[Didrik] This is
-Get off!
the punishment of God.
-[Anne screams]
-Anne!
Now help us Father,
give us the strength
to do what we are about to do.
[screams]
Anne!
[silence]
[tapping]
Come on, lads.
[men] Pull, pull, pull.
Pull, pull, pull.
Pull.
And we, uh,
we follow this order then?
No uh
improvising?
Well, you can improvise
a little bit, Didrik, if needed.
We're not machines here.
I understand.
One thing, Didrik.
No priests.
-For the condemned?
-Yes.
But then they end up in hell
Exactly.
Oops.
I like that.
[Didrik] Who can tell
what a day may bring forth.
Cause us therefore
greatest God to live every day
as if it were to be our last.
Move it!
[crowd mumbling]
[inaudible praying]
[crowd chattering]
[Didrik] And grant
that we may not live
with any guilt upon
our consciences. [inaudible]
[crowd clamoring]
Not getting cold feet, are we?
Could you
Could you
say something nice about me?
You're the best killer I know.
Jaa.
[gentle music plays]
Didrik
[clears throat]
Let's go get them.
-Get out the way!
-Get out of here!
Move away!
Get out of the way
you fucking peasants!
Today is a perfect day
for a bloodbath.
Oi!
Bring them in!
Come on, your worship.
Up you get.
Come on, get up, get up.
-Come on.
-Please,
I haven't done anything!
Come on, move it.
Ladies and gentlemen,
you don't need to be scared,
you don't need to be afraid.
Today will be marked
as the day
our noble King Kristian
liberated Sweden
from its vile heretics!
Yeah!
Yeah!
-[softly] Yeah.
-Yeah.
Yeah.
-[Sylvestre] Bring him up!
-[crowd whispering]
[Vincentius]
The King is lying to you.
He's a traitor and a liar.
-We haven't even
received a proper sentence!
-You need a sentence?
I will give you a sentence.
Archbishop Vincentius,
I hereby sentence you to death
on the account of heresy.
-[crowd mutters]
-[unrest]
You'll burn in hell for this.
Maybe I will
maybe I won't.
Juurgen!
Chop chop.
[blade slices]
[crowd stirs]
[indistinct shouting]
[splatter]
Why are you doing this?!
-[Slagheck] Grab him.
-What are you doing?!
-Argh!
-[woman] No, don't take him,
please don't
-[inaudible shouting]
-[baby cries]
No wait, please! I have a child!
-I have a--
-Baby!
Shut up, shut the fuck up!
Shut up!
Stop! [inaudible begging]
[Didrik panting]
Any more complaints?
Huh?
I'll get you out of here.
[Didrik] Next!
[muffled shouting]
-[ominous music plays]
-[thunder rumbles]
Ah! Ah!
[man screams]
[ominous music continues]
[music fades]
[Kristian] I'm not feeling
too good about this.
I'm starting to think
that executing the bishops
was not such a good idea.
Your Majesty,
they're heretics.
Taking their heads
was a powerful statement.
But it's a decision
for the Pope, Gustav,
and you know that.
The Pope, like everybody else,
can be pointed
in the right direction.
You're a Bishop too, aren't you?
-Yes.
-Mm.
Would you like to join them?
You have to take
charge of the narrative,
before those
Union-hating bastards do.
[laughs]
Take charge of the narrative,
that sounds like a load
of bollocks,
what does that even mean?
You are the writer
of your own story.
That is a King's privilege.
We happen to have
the perfect messenger
right here.
-The cardinal?
-Precisely.
The Pope will probably hear it
from somewhere else eventually.
It's better, he hears it
from our official statement.
How are you going
to convince the Cardinal
that our official statement
is in fact the truth?
There are no absolute
capital T truths, my King,
only a bunch
of alternative truths.
We just have to make ours
the one he wants to believe.
He seems somewhat, um
-ambivalent.
-[laughs]
Let me deal with him.
[Gustav] Your Eminence, the King
in all his goodness would like
to send you home First Class.
Please, convey this message
to the Pope, in which
the King humbly explains
that none of these
unfortunate incidents
were intended by us.
Unfortunately,
some innocent lives were lost.
You call yourself a man of God?
You have to see
the bigger picture here.
The king is under threat
so is our church.
And if I don't?
Please,
stay here
as our guest of honor
while you think this over.
Your Eminence.
[tense music plays]
[pigs screech]
[dog barks]
Your Highness.
Go on, my King,
tell them.
Um
Ladies, it's um
it's been made my task
to ask you how you want to go
How you prefer to die.
You can choose between
the sword, the ax,
being burnt, buried alive and uh
what's the last one again,
Didrik?
-The gallows.
-Ah, quite right, the gallows.
So, five options then.
You said that
we were given amnesty.
I'm sorry to say it's
out of my hands. Apparently
God wants it otherwise.
Well, you can think about it
for a while.
Thank you, Sylvestre.
In the meantime, ladies,
why don't we, um
Let's go for a walk.
-Dear God.
-We want your husband
to burn in hell, My Lady.
[whimpers]
[grunts]
Oh.
And your son, too.
[flies buzzing]
[grunts]
Eternal damnation
on both of them.
Sylvestre
take them back.
Don't worry, I will fix this.
Move back.
[grunts]
-Hey.
-Ah.
Was it good
to see your family again?
All alone in the dark.
You left them there.
-[heavy crash]
-What a good mother-- Ugh!
-[Anne grunts]
-Oh!
You fucking bastard!
Die you bastard, die!
Kristina!
Kristina!
Hurry up!
I can't hold him!
For God's sake, Kristina!
What the fuck are you doing?
Hurry up!
[Anne panting]
Fucking hurry up!
Hurry the fuck up!
Fucking arsehole!
This is for my family.
Ahh--
Slagheck
[thud]
The best Danish silver.
You have to go, I need to stay
my children, I cannot leave.
What? We'll find them,
take them with us.
Impossible,
all of Stockholm are my children
but you have to go
or they will kill you.
It's fine.
It's fine.
[breathing heavily]
Can I help you?
Good morning Stockholm!
How are we doing today?
[executioner] Up!
Ugh!
I can't hear you, I said,
how the fuck
are we doing today?!
[crowd mutters]
[crowd] Boo! Boo!
All right, bring them up.
-[Didrik] Who's up first?
-[executioner] This one.
Oh, la, la, la, la.
This one
gives me special pleasure.
Argh!
Put him down.
Johan Natt och Dag.
You are sentenced to death
on the account of heresy!
[crowd mutters]
Heresy, ladies and gentlemen!
I so wish your whore was here
to see it all up close.
Okay, Jrgen.
Do your thing.
On my count
[somber music plays]
Three
two
one.
[women screaming echoes]
[whimpers]
We're committing
mass murder here.
Is everybody against the Union?
Really?
Yes, um, most of them are--
Excuse me? Speak up.
Most of them, my King,
yes absolutely.
Most of them?
When entering a new province
it's essential you keep
its people on your side.
You said that.
I thought that sounded clever.
That sounded smart.
-If I may say
-You may.
Trolle is doing
a bit of cleaning
up for himself, so to speak.
Cleaning up.
Well, as I said,
I think,
it's time we wrap it up.
Right.
-Enjoy your lovely--
-[clattering]
-[whispers] Birgitta.
-Yes?
Birgitta, it's me,
it's Anne, open up.
I need your help.
Erik Helseing.
He's dead, Sir,
and the Eriksson woman is gone.
Yeah, we'll be all right.
I made the arrangements,
you know what we have to do.
We leave tonight.
-Freja, help me get my thi--
-[door bangs]
You must hide, quickly!
Hurry!
-Come on, Birgitta!
-I've dealt with enough
hideous men in my life.
[footsteps approaching]
[pans clatter]
[distant mattress squeaking]
I'm sorry about the mess.
Didrik Slagheck
at your service madam.
It's a very nice place
you have here.
Are you, um,
are you going somewhere?
No? Okay
you don't care much
for small talk, fair enough.
I'll cut straight
to the point then.
You see
um, do you mind?
You see this morning
a very good friend
of mine was murdered,
and a prominent
prisoner of ours escaped.
So, we've been doing
some detective work,
you know, asking around,
talking, investigating, etc.
and
all that led me here.
You know how
easy rumors are spread
around this part of town
and I know how easy it is
to get people to talk when
their lives are on the line.
-[screaming]
-I can't hear you!
[groaning]
Ahh!
There's no loyalty these days.
Such a shame, really.
That couldn't have been
easy for you
giving up your retarded daughter
like that.
Having the Erikssons take her
in while you're living
in this shithole.
I do hope you are a better whore
than you are a mother.
Where are they?
Is Henrik Slagheck your brother?
Eh
He's my half brother, yes.
I thought, as much.
He's been here
quite a few times.
Oh, really? [laughs]
Really.
You're a bastard, are you not?
And you cried your heart out,
because your whoring
Westphalian priest father
never accepted you.
You also wet your bed.
No.
Your father never liked you.
The King doesn't like you.
I don't like you.
Nobody likes you, Didrik.
Is that not the case?
-[Didrik grunts]
-[Birgitta] Ah!
-[knife slashes]
-Ahh!
[Didrik panting]
-[knife swooshes]
-[Didrik groans]
[whimpers]
It's over now, my King.
We did what we had to do.
Is this really what God wanted?
He'll understand.
[inhales deeply]
Thank you for doing this.
[soldier] Hey!
Don't move!
You're under arrest!
Oh, shit.
Get ready.
[ax hums]
Now!
[ax flies through air]
[ax lands]
[knight thuds]
[thunder rumbles]
Let's go.
[gentle tense music plays]
Forgive me Father.
[soldier] Hey, stop.
Papers?
-You've sold
all your chickens old man?
-Mhmm.
-All right, and now
you're going back home?
-Mhmm.
Open up.
[gates clank]
Off you go.
[stirring music plays]
Sir.
[muttering]
Oi.
[Gustav] You have to take
charge of the narrative.
And we happen to have
the perfect messenger
right here.
-[inaudible whispering]
-Now, the Pope
will probably hear it
from someone else eventually.
It's better that he hears it
from our official statement.
[gentle suspenseful music plays]
[suspenseful music continues]
[in Spanish]
Holy Father, Your Grace.
[panting]
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
[groaning]
[gurgling]
[thud]
[breathing heavily]
Whoa!
[child laughing]
Beautiful.
Huh.
[gentle classical music plays]
[rhythmic music plays]
[rhythmic music continues]
[rhythmic music builds, ends]
[rhythmic music plays]
[rock music plays]
[rock music fades]
[rhythmic music plays]
[rock music plays]
[music fades]
-[man] Execute!
-[executioner] Yes sir!
[ax swooshes]
[splattering]
[gentle uneasy music plays]
[wings flap]
[eagle calls]
[footsteps]
[bow creaks]
[footsteps trudge]
[arrow shoots through the air]
Shiii--
[groans]
[heavy metal clanks]
[wildlife calls]
[horse whinnies]
[dramatic music plays]
[dramatic music]
[indistinct chatter]
-[Ulf] And what's this called?
-[Lars] Loading rod.
-[Ulf] That's right,
your sister taught you well.
-[Lars] Freja!
-Thank you, Freja. Good work.
[Lars] Freja!
-[Ulf] Put that back together.
-Okay, Dad.
-[indistinct chatter]
-[horses whinny]
[Anne] Now what do we think
of this piece?
[Daniel] I like it. Mother?
-Hmm?
-Do you like this?
Aww that's beautiful.
This once belonged
to our great-great grandmother.
Do you think
it will go with my dress?
[stamps feet]
What has happened, Freja?
[items clatter]
[Anne] Our house?
The forest? Through the forest?
Okay, yes
[Ulf] The ridge.
Freja, what's that?
[Anne] Soldiers?
-What soldiers?
-[Ulf] Danes!
[Ulf] How many?
Many.
[dramatic music plays]
Don't stop for anyone.
You remember Sten Sture?
-Give this to him, no one else.
-What's going on, Dad?
Don't worry.
[Anne] Ride fast.
I need you back here soon,
the most beautiful
bridesmaid ever.
[Ulf] All right, come on.
You have work to do.
Not again, Dad.
[percussive music plays]
-[horse whinnies]
-Whoa!
[Slagheck]
Sylvestre, check it out!
[Slagheck] How long?
[Sylvestre] Still fresh.
[Slagheck]
Swedish motherfuckers.
I hate them all so much.
[Sylvestre]
Take a look at this, Didrik.
[woman] Come on, now!
[Anders] Are you ready
for this change, my child?
[Anne] Yes. I'm ready.
[Anders] Stay with God
and everything will be fine.
[Anne] Is it that easy?
Nothing is easy.
We live in dark
and troubled times,
without God
it becomes impossible.
[Anne] I do have a few doubts
-Doubts?
-Obviously, I want
to give my life to Johan
and to God
but I'm not quite sure
where I fit in.
Surely, I could be a bit more
-useful.
-Of course.
Your father Ulf Eriksson
is a powerful man.
He and other powerful men
will build a strong country,
a strong Sweden,
and that strength
will come from God.
You also have it in you,
my child.
[horse nickers]
-[horse nickers]
-[men laughing]
[Slagheck] Get her!!!
[all] Ya! Ya!
[Didrik] Get her!
Come on, come on!
We're coming for you!
Come on!
Fucking Swedish bitch!
[Didrik] Move it! Move it!
[horse whinnies]
[horse whinnies]
[men] Ha ha ha!
[water swirls]
[Sylvestre] Take a look at this.
Same sign.
[Hans] She's gone!
Aaah!
[rat squeaks]
[sneezes]
[Trolle] Here you go my friends.
[squeaking]
[man grunts]
-[muffled fighting]
-[swords clanging]
[man] Open the gates!
Open the gates!
[crash]
[breathing heavily]
What took you so long?
[Slagheck]
An army of 10,000 moves slowly.
[Trolle] You should have freed
me last year.
-Or the year before that.
-[Slagheck] I know.
Or the year before that, Didrik.
[Slagheck] I know.
[Slagheck] The king was in love.
Now he's not?
-[Slagheck] She died.
-Glad to hear it.
[laughs]
Good to see you, bastard.
[Slagheck] Likewise.
[clears throat]
Right.
[Slagheck] Do you
do you recognize this?
Hmm.
[Trolle] Erikssons.
They truly are a nuisance.
[Gustav]
Ulf Eriksson was there
when Sten Sture
took everything from me.
If not stopped
Sweden will break
away from the union
and we will suffer for it.
The business, the Church,
it will affect us all.
No one is safe.
-[male] He's a traitor.
-He most certainly is.
[Sten] Bishop Brask
what was that?
Oh.
Hmm.
-Let's do it.
-Let's go get the bastard.
[muffled voice]
[indistinct shouting]
[Trolle]
I was chased like a dog.
[Sten] Archbishop Gustav Trolle.
[Trolle] By the devil himself.
[Trolle] Sten Sture.
[Sten] You're under arrest
for high treason.
[Trolle] You will die for this.
[Sten] Burn everything, please.
[Ulf] Come on Trolle, let's go.
[Trolle] Well,
I can't stand here chatting.
I have places to be
and people to eliminate.
[male voice] Help them get down.
[Ulf] Johan! Welcome!
Ulf, Maria!
[Ulf] How was the trip?
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music plays]
[Johan] Anne.
You look amazing.
Oh.
[chuckling]
Go in peace
to glorify the Lord
with your life.
[all] Thanks be to God.
[horse whinnies]
[jovial chattering]
You know, it's funny
how some people are
notoriously difficult to like.
[Ulf distantly]
I'd like to invite you all
to celebrate
the long life and happiness
of the bride and groom.
Till death do us part.
I still think it's a pity
to come here, you know,
all unfriendly-like
on his daughter's wedding day.
Is that meant to be ironic?
Let's do this.
That's more like it.
-Ahh!
-[all screaming]
-Oof.
-[both laughing]
[horse whinnies]
[screaming]
Ah!
[screaming]
Aah!
-[all screaming]
-It's okay.
[whimpers]
Come on, old chap.
Let's do this.
[panting]
[Didrik]
Listen up motherfuckers!
Ulf Eriksson .
You signed a protocol
condemning me for treason.
I did.
I would do it again!
Really?
Go on.
[son] No, no, no!
No!
-Ah!
-[gasps]
-[villagers screaming]
-That's enough!
-[villagers screaming]
-Shut the fuck up!
Lars!
[Sylvestre] Oh, we have
a tough one here, eh?
Come on, show me what you got.
Come on, right here.
Come on, come on.
Yeah, you can do it.
Dad.
[crying] Dad.
[screaming]
Lars!
[crying] No!
Daniel!
Just shut the fuck up!
No!
-I'm sorry.
-No! No!
[screaming] No, Daniel!
Daniel, stop!
-[Daniel grunts]
-[laughs]
Mum said I'm not supposed
to get my, get my shirt stained.
[Slagheck] Avoid the shirt
if at all possible.
Daniel! Daniel!!
Kill him, or I kill you
and your stupid brother.
[screams]
You dumb kraut.
[Didrik] That didn't go well.
[Sylvestre] Forgive me father,
for I have sinned.
[Anne crying]
-[yells]
-[Trolle] Sylvestre!
Spare the priest.
We're not animals.
[men chuckle]
[Slagheck]
You live to see another day.
-[man] Run, run!
-[women screaming]
Argh!
Aaargh--
[laughs]
What a hero.
Bring this one,
he might come in handy.
[Anne grunts]
And I think we're done here.
[Sylvestre]
You and your stupid brother.
[distorted laughing]
-[Gustav] Bring this one.
-[indistinct muttering]
[Gustav]
Beautiful wedding indeed.
[Gustav laughing]
Oh, what a mess.
[Didrik] Let's get out of here.
[Hans] All right, let's go.
[horse whinnies]
[breathing shakily]
[sobs]
Uh!
Uh! Uh! Uh!
[men chattering indistinctly]
It escalated, my king.
[Kristian] A wedding I hear.
Old enemies of the union.
And what about this one?
That is Johan Natt och Dag,
loyal to Sture.
Big deal among the opposition.
I figured
he might be useful to us.
You made
a few unauthorized decisions
here, my dear.
But I'll let that slide,
we all know you've been
going through a rough spell.
Be sure to do something
about that beard though,
before you come and see me
next time.
Indeed.
[Johan] I'm gonna kill you!
So, Slagheck, you really
hate the Swedes, don't you?
Well, I certainly dislike them,
I'm not sure I hate them
like you do, but
It's just,
they're so full of themselves
-It's so annoying.
-It is!
[both] It's so annoying!
[laughing]
Hmm.
Didrik, are you having
those thoughts again?
Hmm?
Look at me.
is it this father business
that's bothering you again?
Can you try and see it
this way please.
A lot of men born out of wedlock
have done great things.
But we go to hell
-when we die.
-I don't think that's a given.
-[Slagcheck] But it is.
-It depends on
what you do in life
and what you do in life is
you work for me.
You work for the king.
Thereby you please
and serve God.
-Y- You think so?
-It actually makes sense,
doesn't it?
-It does.
-Hmm?
[both laughing]
-See, it helps to talk.
-It does.
[gently uneasy music plays]
[Anne inhales deeply]
W- Where's, where's Johan?
They're gone, Freja.
[crying] They're all gone.
Ah!
[weeping softly]
[man] Move it!
[indistinct shouting]
[ominous music plays]
Come on, men!
Move!
Help me find these men.
Freja.
[arrow whooshes]
[groans] Mm.
Uh!
[sighs]
Urgh!
Stupid. Fucking. Swede.
Aaaah!
[villagers screaming]
Uh!
-Ahh!
-[screaming]
Woah, woah, woah.
[pants]
Argh! Argh!
[empowering music plays]
[drum beat]
Get ready, we're leaving.
Freja it's not safe here either,
we have to leave now!
I'm leaving. I'm going to find
those bastards, and Johan.
Fine.
I don't need you anyway.
[whimpers]
[Anne] Ah!
Are you coming with me or what?
I'll take that as a yes.
Sorry.
[bell tolling]
[distant shouting]
[Sten] At ease, men!
Let's go get
these Danish bastards!
Your horse is ready sir.
-I don't look like that.
-My lady, I'm not finished.
Argh! You guys are all the same,
where were you educated?
Dortmund.
Are there any women in Dortmund?
[Kristina] Miss Gertrud,
can you take a look at this?
You be the judge,
I can't really
-[Miss Gertrud sighs]
-[painter] Well
I have to agree,
it doesn't capture
your inner beauty.
[Kristina]
Exactly, inner beauty.
-A man is not capable
of understanding such a concept.
-[Albert] My lady
-Yes, Albert.
-Your husband is about to leave.
He'd like a word before he goes.
Give me the cittern.
[men laughing]
You start with bam and then bam.
-Where do you have your head?
-[Sture] Ooh!
Oh Kristina, there's
no room for rehearsing
where we're going.
On the contrary, these campaigns
tend to have a lot of waiting.
You say so yourself.
-[Sture] Yes
-You'll never excel
if you never practice.
I will practice when I get home.
Promise?
-Yes.
-I just want music in my life.
I promise, of course I promise.
Okay.
I love you.
I love you, little one,
and you tell the girls
I love them too.
-Very good, Sir.
-Yes.
Be careful.
Lads, let's go!
[crow caws]
[horse nickers]
Good?
Ya!
Ya!
[distant shouting]
[Anne] Down there
we have the Swedish camp,
and there
we have the Danish camp.
Somewhere over there is Johan.
[Anne] Freja, no.
We need to stick to the plan.
I'll go find him
and I'll meet you down there.
Thanks.
I will see you soon.
I love you.
[horse nickers]
Yeah, yeah,
I'll feed you in a minute.
No, forget it.
They're spoiling him.
Just keep him happy.
That's [inaudible].
Bloody right.
[gasps]
Shit!
[trickling]
Urgh!
-Aaargh!
-Oh!
[laughs]
Argh!
[soldier] Archers! Ready!
[all] Yes, Sir!
Loose!
[arrows whooshing]
[laughing]
[Holger]
I'm gonna kill you.
Argh!
Argh!
[soldiers yelling]
[Sture] Let's go get them!
[soldiers yelling]
-Fire!
-[cannon blasts]
Ahh!
[screaming]
[swords clank]
[soldier]
We have them surrounded, Sir!
[screaming]
Ahhhh!
Arghhh!
Ahhh!
[explosion]
Argh! Return fire!
[soldier] Returning fire!
[gentle music plays]
[screaming]
[horse whinnies]
Argh!
[laughs]
Good boy.
[dog whines]
Don't worry.
[men grunting]
Ah!
[swords clank]
[cannon blasts]
Ahhh!
[Slagheck] Holger!
Argh!
Come on you fucker!
-[grunting]
-Ah!
[Slagheck] You fucking Swedes!
-[panting]
-[blood splatters]
Argh!
[Anne] Freja!
[horses whinny]
[horses whinny]
[Anne] Go, go, go!
[horse whinnies]
Ya!
[soldier] Come on,
out the way, clear a path.
[soldier 2] Come on,
get a surgeon here.
Ahh! Fuck!
Ahh.
Make way! Make way!
Ah! Ahh!
[mumbling indistinctly]
[soldier] Sir.
Oh good.
He asked to speak to you.
Please.
Hi how are you doing?
[inaudible]
-What?
-Good to see you.
Yes, it's really good
to see you too.
Um, my mother and father
would have said to send you
their best, but they're um
-uh, well, they're dead.
-Oh.
I want Kristina to be
the new Head of State.
Okay, I will tell Kristina she's
to be the new Head of State.
[Sture]
Tell Kristina, I love her
and I'm so sorry
I didn't practice
the cittern more.
I will. It's okay.
[exhales]
[mumbles indistinctly]
What?
May God help us all.
Yeah.
May God help us all.
[emotive music plays]
[sighs]
[Anne] Shit, shit, shit.
[Anne] Four to go.
Now the small detour
to Stockholm.
We have to go tell my cousin
she's the new Head of State.
Yeah, cousin.
Look after this.
[breathing shakily]
[exhales] Ooh.
[flowing water]
Shit!
[breathing shakily]
[groans]
[grunts]
[soldier] Kill them all!
-Argh!
-Kill every last one of them!
[clamoring]
Freja!
-[Hans] Give her to me.
-Urgh!
[horse gallops]
Freja!
Ya!
[Albert] My lady
he was the bravest man
I ever met.
Ahh!
-Ah!
-Get a doctor, quickly!
Ahhh!
[Kristina, muffled] Argh!
[somber music plays]
[somber music continues]
[Hemming] Well,
there are indications
that one of your cannonballs
[Kristian]
One of my cannonballs what?
Speak up spy.
[Hemming] I'm not a spy.
Well, I think you are.
Um, I'm a bishop.
Hemming Gadh
at your service my king,
and I'm here to prevent this
becoming a bloodbath.
So a traitor
to your own people then?
Ah. [laughs]
-I see both sides.
-Ah.
And you were saying?
Yes, one of your cannonballs
hit Sten Sture
and later he died.
[horse whinnies]
Um
This is very good news, spy.
I suppose, this means
there is what they call, um
a power vacuum
in your country then?
-Hmm, indeed.
-So what's next?
It seems that Sture's wife,
Kristina, will be
the new Head of State.
A woman? Seriously?
Yes, Kristina is a woman,
that's correct [laughs]
Um, but quite capable,
I would say.
In bed?
[laughs]
[all laughing]
[Kristian] In bed!
Ooh, ooh.
[all laughing]
Good one.
Quite amusing, my King.
If I may,
you would still need
to negotiate.
I am the rightful king
of this country.
The Union is
my father's legacy,
I will not have that
taken away from me
by some
fucking Swedish peasants!
-Right.
-Anyone else have a suggestion?
Slagheck?
I say we go and take Stockholm
and show this woman
who's the fucking boss!
[Kristian] Boom!
[tense music plays]
[bell tolling]
[Anne] Morning.
[breathing heavily]
[Kristina] You said
the bastards didn't even spare
the women and children.
No.
Devils.
Did you recognize anyone?
Bishop Trolle was there.
Well, of course he was.
What will they do to Johan?
I expect they will use
him and others to get me
to hand over the city.
I need your help.
They killed my little brothers.
They took Johan, and now Freja,
and I can't even think
about what they might be
doing to her.
I want them dead, Kristina.
We have to negotiate, Anne,
that is how it's done.
Why waste time?
Just give them hell!
Hell sometimes has
a tendency to reverse itself.
-[women whimpering]
-[babies crying]
-[bell ringing]
-[Kristina] Oh you didn't have
to bring anything, Hemming.
My wife baked it for us,
it's a honey cake,
a family recipe,
please, help yourselves.
-No thank you.
-I insist, my lady,
it would
mean the world to my wife.
All right, as long as
you take the first piece.
We all know
about your Danish connections,
Hemming.
Mm.
Well, let's get this meeting
started then, shall we?
We suffered great loss
and I have no intention
of backing down.
The King's army is strong,
it's just a matter of time
before he will siege the city.
He'll take it, and who knows
what will happen to you then.
And to you?
That is true, but
I hear
he's willing to negotiate.
Where do you hear that, Hemming?
I have my sources, Kristina.
[laughs]
As do I.
-I'm merely being pragmatic.
-Your pragmaticism
will eventually be our downfall,
Hemming.
-Think about your children.
-The people of Stockholm
are my children.
We'll negotiate
when we're ready, Hemming.
Oh, and tell your wife
her cake was a little bit
on the dry side,
it was still good,
but just a tad dry.
[whispering] It was dry,
pretty average.
Hey.
Yeah, yeah
[mumbling inaudibly]
Fuck off!
Oy, come on.
[drunken arguing]
[woman]
Oy! Piss off you noisy buggers!
Leave it out!
[stairs creak]
Yes?
Who are you?
My name is Anne
I don't do women.
Neither, do I.
-This is something else.
-What do you want?
It's my family
your daughter Freja has been
living with all these years.
Have you come to reproach me
for giving my daughter away?
I wouldn't dare
insult you like that.
Freja is in danger.
-[thud]
-[screaming]
No! No,
don't do this to me, please!
No! I beg you.
I beg you. Please, no.
No!
Ow!
Please no!
Please! No!
Ahh-ha-ha! Ow!
You're hurting me.
Ow! Ah!
[Freja's mother]
My poor child.
Her father was a brave man.
And he was murdered
for his beliefs.
Right in front of her eyes.
Slaughtered like an animal.
Freja was five years old.
[woman screams]
She never spoke after that.
Not one word.
-I wanted a better life for her.
-I know.
I know.
What can a woman do?
It's a question of class,
isn't it?
[woman] No, please!
[Freja's mother]
God help us all.
[woman] Please no! Stop it, ow!
[woman crying]
No! No!
[man] Hold her down!
[woman] Please, no!
-[Hans laughs] Yes!
-No!
[Didrik] Motherfuckers!
[horse whinnies]
What's going on you dumb krauts?
Come on Didrik,
we're just having some fu--
[grunts]
Uh!
Enough, you fucking imbeciles.
We're moving out.
Yeah. Burn the place.
[Sylvestre]
You heard him, burn everything.
[Didrik] Let's move.
Come on, let's do this.
[women crying]
[women screaming]
[women] Push, push.
[screaming and yelling]
[women] Push, push, push. Push!
-It's burning! Ah! Ah!
-Push!
Push, push! Push!
Run! Run!
Argh-- Ugh!
Uh!
Argh! Urgh!
Urgh--
[groaning]
[swords clink]
Argh!
-Urgh!
-Dieee!
Urgh!
[breathing heavily]
[gasping]
Huh!
Ahh!
[soldier] Fire!
[distant shouting]
[flame flicker]
[soldier] Back to the hill!
[groans]
Uh!
-Oh!
-Oh! Good morning.
-Morning.
-I like to surround myself with
some beautiful people,
which is one of the reasons why
spending only one second with
someone like Hemming Gadh
absolutely drains me.
I don't want you to take
this the wrong way,
you've been having
an awful time lately,
but really, Anne,
you look terrible.
You've really
let yourself go, Anne.
[sighs] I haven't had much time
to take care of myself lately.
But while you're under my roof,
there is no reason for you
to not look like a proper lady.
We're going to have ourselves
a girls-only day.
No children, no war,
just, just us.
[chuckles]
[man] Please, hello lad,
please can you help me?
Quit stealing all the food,
you little thief.
-You can't catch me!
-Come back here!
-[Kristian] They're
getting desperate?
- They are.
It's been four months now.
No food deliveries
are getting into town.
-How long
do you think they'll last?
-Hard to say.
Kristina has proved herself
to be as, if not more, stubborn
than her husband.
Ah.
I suggest you make a plea deal.
[Gustav] You're cheating!
-I'm not cheating!
-That is cheating!
-That's not cheating!
-Gustav
win some, lose some, remember?
[Didrik] Okay, your turn.
-A plea deal, you said?
Sieging Stockholm
with brute force
will damage The Union.
When entering a new province,
it's essential to keep
the people on your side.
Wow, that's very good, spy,
that's very clever.
Thank you.
So here's what we write, mm.
You will promise to keep
Kristina and her people safe.
They will keep their freedom,
and their privileges
What was that?
Um, their privileges too?
Yes, for now.
We can revise it later.
Gustav, we can always revise.
-Oh
-And you will release
the hostages as well.
-I will?
-Yes you will!
Instead of hanging them
and burning their bodies
in full view of the entire city!
-It's called leverage.
-A-ha! It's got a name.
Mm.
Just imagine
how good it will feel
when the Swedish crown
is placed on your head.
-You feel it?
-[scoffs]
I'm feeling it.
Oooh, I'm feeling it. [laughs]
It, uh, it is
kind of heavy too though
it's a little bit
heavy, Hemming
it's weighing,
it's getting me under,
it's weighing me down
Hemming Gadh! Save me!
It's weighing me down
[gargling]
[Gustav and Didrik]
Hemming! Hemming!
Help him for fuck's sake!
-[gasps]
-Hemming Gadh!
-You leave it
to the last second, don't you?
-S- sorry.
Please, in the future,
don't yell at me,
I am your King.
My Lady.
From your King?
He will soon be
your king as well.
-He will never be that.
-Ah, don't be naive.
Maybe, I am,
but rather that than a traitor
to my own country.
If you don't pick a side,
you're guaranteed to end up
with a winner.
Oh, please tell Kristina
that if she considers this offer
the King will be
more than merciful
towards his prisoners of war.
Instead of sending them back
in very small pieces.
Hmm.
Things tend to not end well
for people like you.
Has anyone told you
you're quite beautiful?
Ugh.
Here it is.
Kristian makes the people suffer
and later he's going
to ask them to love him.
Only a man can be that stupid.
Oh.
Oh.
He is promising amnesty.
I mean,
what is he even thinking
that we will just
bend down and?
[Anne] No Kristina,
this is bigger than all of us.
-The people are starving,
we've got to do something.
-Don't worry.
-You really think
we can trust him?
-He's a snake.
Snakes have a tendency
to lose their heads.
-[Anne] There has to be
another way.
-What choice do we have?
-We have to do something.
-I would love to see Johan
again. But I just don't think
you can trust him.
-[Kristina] Danish people
cannot be trusted.
-Do we need to trust him?
-That's a good point.
-Of course,
I want to see him again.
We will get him back,
there's a deal to be made.
You must decide
what's best for the country.
[chuckles]
-[Hemming] Hard to get.
-Extremely.
I like that in a lady.
[rumbling]
[tense music plays]
[commander] Halt!
[commander shouting inaudibly]
[commander] Release prisoners!
[screams]
[man laughs]
Anne!
[yelps joyfully]
-You look great.
-Ha.
[bell tolling]
[Kristian sighs]
We did it.
We brought The Union
back together.
-My King.
-Can you help me
out here please?
Of course, my King. [laughs]
Well, let me start by saying
thank you to all of you for
being able to make it today.
Um, especially you,
your Eminence,
it means the world to me to know
that I have Rome's blessing.
The coronation
could not have been
a prouder moment for me
or a greater moment for Sweden.
[laughs] Gustav.
[whispers] Thank you
for a beautiful coronation.
[whispers] Thank you, my King.
Thank you.
Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.
Now, please don't be modest,
there's plenty more
where all this came from.
-Mm.
-Here we are,
like one big happy family.
[Kristina]
More like a dysfunctional one.
Granted there's been violence,
but, um
you kind of asked for it,
didn't you?
You put my friend here
away for years.
But, I think,
someone has brought
someone
something to show
some good will.
Isn't that right, Gustav?
Right, right, my king.
Just need to find it.
-[servant] Sir.
-Ah, there, yes.
Oh, thank you.
[Kristian and Didrik] Ohhhhh-ah!
Hmm.
I know, how you women are,
in need of these things.
-Hair things.
-Oh.
Now [clears throat]
this is a very good
and sturdy design.
This is the finest Danish silver
and I promise you,
this will last you
a lifetime. Allow me.
-Now sit very still.
-Okay.
I'm going to be
very, very careful.
-Oh. It's perfect.
-Ow.
-Can I have the mirror, please?
-Of course, my King.
Oh it's fine, I'm sure
nice, thank you.
It is nice, isn't it, Kristina?
-[Trolle] Beautiful.
-Thank you.
Now that I have you, um,
there's something I need
to discuss with you.
Um
I am terribly sorry
about your husband.
So tragic. But please know this,
your people will be
happy, Kristina,
and wealthy and healthy,
and I will even make a program
for the homeless people.
-Oh.
-Mm?
-That sounds great.
-[chuckles]
And tomorrow
we start a three-day
friendship celebration,
from all of us to all of you.
Be careful with that.
Do we need anything else?
No, we'll just, we'll come back.
[Kristian clears throat]
[tense music plays]
Y- You gave this to me.
Yeah.
Step aside.
[water swirling]
[panting]
[suspenseful music]
I could have killed him,
Kristina, I had him right there.
Put that away.
Good evening ladies.
If you do this now,
you will never get out alive,
and neither will Johan.
Fine.
But as soon as this little
friendship party is over with
Yeah, fair enough.
[sighs]
That's a great book,
don't you think?
It's really one of my favorites.
It's been a huge comfort to me
in these troubling times,
as I'm sure
it has been to you as well.
Yes,
I would of course agree,
Your Highness.
How's the room?
You can see
all the way down to the harbor.
I'm not complaining,
Your Highness.
Your Eminence
you've asked to see me,
may I, um, may I sit down?
[clears throat] Your Highness,
I've heard rumors
of many innocent lives
getting lost during your
military operations
in this country
and that Bishop Trolle
has been actively
involved in
some of these episodes.
Can we skip the
'Your Highness' thing, please?
-What?
-Just call me
whatever you like.
But you're right,
-Bishop Trolle is temperamental
-Yes
and please rest assured
that those
whose lives were taken,
they were all enemies
-of this great Union
and the Holy Church.
-Uh, yes.
-Yes, in all due respect--
-And they did,
in fact, imprison
-the Great Bishop. Didn't they?
-Yes.
So, now the time has come
to put all that behind us,
and look to the future.
-Do you agree? Hmm?
-Yes. Yes.
May we have
some celebratory wine
for the Cardinal and I, please?
Uh, I don't drink
Your Highness.
I, I mean, uh
I don't drink.
That is a pity.
[stairs creak]
[door creaks]
[man] Come on,
get those pants down
slowly yeah,
yeah, that's the way.
Oh yeah, come on.
Hey-- What are you-- Uh!
Oof!
What, what are you doing?!
What the fuck?!
I want my money back!
[Freja's mother]
You look so different
but still
it's you.
[Kristian] Dear
friends.
Danes,
Swedes, brothers, sisters,
I greet you all
on this fine evening
of reconciliation.
Let's not fool ourselves.
-There's been war.
-Yes, Sir.
Mm?
There's been hostility.
Wrongs have been made
on both sides.
-Kristina
-Mm.
I haven't seen
skin like this in years.
My mother used
to have skin like this.
Nice.
I am the rightful King
of this country
as well as of Denmark
and the beautiful Norway.
But we're all the same.
We're one.
And none is
more important than the other,
and I am the righteous father,
making sure that
all my children prosper,
and turn into the best versions
of themselves.
And, now
we partyyy!
Excuse me, people,
I can't fucking hear you.
-Woo!
-Yeah! Woo!
-What are we gonna do?
-We're gonna party.
We're gonna party!
Cardinal, are you all fired up?
-What are we going to do?!
-Party!
You heard the Cardinal!
Paaarty!
[thunder claps]
My girlfriend died recently.
Oh that's
I'm ready to move on.
[Kristian laughs]
I knew, I recognized you
from somewhere.
Seeing you with him
made me sure.
[dancers scream]
[Kristian]
I just want my subjects
to have a bit of fun really.
Seems like they do.
[muffled cheering]
[all gasp]
Move it, you scum!
-Go on, get up!
-Move it!
-Go on!
-Move it!
Get up, move it!
I've not done anything
[hush]
Now, Gustav,
tell them what you told me.
I'm upset.
Do you hear?
Bishop Trolle is upset.
Yes
very much so
and I've been upset for a while.
I think some of you might know
what I'm referring to.
-What's he talking about?
-He's been locked up for years.
Silence!
Three years ago,
I was falsely accused
of treachery
by a great many people.
Some of whom
are present here today.
I was dismissed
from my position as Archbishop,
I had to spend years
in confinement,
even though
I had the Pope's support
all the way from Rome.
Now I know
the treacherous heart of man
and I can adapt to it
but God
God see's all
and to him
this was a grave injustice
and dare I say
an act of blatant heresy!
[crowd gasps]
And I expect
the people responsible
you know who you are
to be punished
for their actions.
That's a very serious
accusation, Gustav.
It is the most serious there is,
my King.
And you do realize that
all these people
have been granted immunity?
I do, my King
but unfortunately heresy
-overrules this immunity.
-[crowd gasps]
Well, I suppose there's
nothing more to say then
Quite right, my King.
[Kristina] My King,
I thought
we both agreed that these
silly little incidents,
wrong on both sides,
your own words,
were to be a thing of the past?
Besides,
my husband is dead so
what more is there to do?
There are many things
I can do, Mrs Kristina,
there are no limits to my power
-Yes--
-and I take heresy
very seriously.
Oh, as do I, my King.
-Here.
-The decision
to dismiss Gustav Trolle
from his duties as Archbishop
was decided by the State Council
in a unanimous vote.
You cannot possibly charge
all of us?
[man] Uh, excuse me.
Yes.
I would just like to say that
I felt pressured
to sign the document, my King.
Did you now?
That's very easy to say Mr um
-Brask.
-Brask.
-If I may
-Mm.
[clears throat]
See.
Now, what is this?
To this I felt forced and
-compelled.
-I did.
That's very clever,
Bishop Brask.
Anyone else felt
compelled
to sign this document
falsely accusing
Bishop Trolle of treason?
[crowd muttering]
Well, let's see
your Brask notes then.
-[chuckles]
-[Kristian] No?
Well, I hereby declare
the following
guilty of heresy
against our holy Church.
Gustav, will you
do me the honor please,
you've got the list.
Certainly my King.
Bishop Vincentius Bellenack.
[crowd members] What?
Bishop Mattias Gregersson.
Erik Johansson Vasa.
Mns Gren.
[crowd muttering]
Erik Ryning.
Kristiern Bengtsson.
Bengt Gylta.
[woman] No!
Erik Nilsson.
[woman] Oh God!
Anders Olofsson
Johan Natt och Dag.
[somber music plays]
Peter Adolfsson.
Be brave, and I will get you
Look at me, I promise.
I don't want to be the one
who said 'I told you so
House arrest for you.
-W-orse for you, I'm afraid.
Peter Staffansson.
I will find you, okay?
I promise, I will find you.
You've got to get Kristina
and get out of here.
Peter Budde.
-You have to be brave.
-And Sven Johnsson.
Your Eminence, your Eminence
a very unfortunate mess,
let me take you
back to your chamber.
Take them away.
[sobbing and protesting]
Take them.
No, hey!
No!
-[Didrik] This is
-Get off!
the punishment of God.
-[Anne screams]
-Anne!
Now help us Father,
give us the strength
to do what we are about to do.
[screams]
Anne!
[silence]
[tapping]
Come on, lads.
[men] Pull, pull, pull.
Pull, pull, pull.
Pull.
And we, uh,
we follow this order then?
No uh
improvising?
Well, you can improvise
a little bit, Didrik, if needed.
We're not machines here.
I understand.
One thing, Didrik.
No priests.
-For the condemned?
-Yes.
But then they end up in hell
Exactly.
Oops.
I like that.
[Didrik] Who can tell
what a day may bring forth.
Cause us therefore
greatest God to live every day
as if it were to be our last.
Move it!
[crowd mumbling]
[inaudible praying]
[crowd chattering]
[Didrik] And grant
that we may not live
with any guilt upon
our consciences. [inaudible]
[crowd clamoring]
Not getting cold feet, are we?
Could you
Could you
say something nice about me?
You're the best killer I know.
Jaa.
[gentle music plays]
Didrik
[clears throat]
Let's go get them.
-Get out the way!
-Get out of here!
Move away!
Get out of the way
you fucking peasants!
Today is a perfect day
for a bloodbath.
Oi!
Bring them in!
Come on, your worship.
Up you get.
Come on, get up, get up.
-Come on.
-Please,
I haven't done anything!
Come on, move it.
Ladies and gentlemen,
you don't need to be scared,
you don't need to be afraid.
Today will be marked
as the day
our noble King Kristian
liberated Sweden
from its vile heretics!
Yeah!
Yeah!
-[softly] Yeah.
-Yeah.
Yeah.
-[Sylvestre] Bring him up!
-[crowd whispering]
[Vincentius]
The King is lying to you.
He's a traitor and a liar.
-We haven't even
received a proper sentence!
-You need a sentence?
I will give you a sentence.
Archbishop Vincentius,
I hereby sentence you to death
on the account of heresy.
-[crowd mutters]
-[unrest]
You'll burn in hell for this.
Maybe I will
maybe I won't.
Juurgen!
Chop chop.
[blade slices]
[crowd stirs]
[indistinct shouting]
[splatter]
Why are you doing this?!
-[Slagheck] Grab him.
-What are you doing?!
-Argh!
-[woman] No, don't take him,
please don't
-[inaudible shouting]
-[baby cries]
No wait, please! I have a child!
-I have a--
-Baby!
Shut up, shut the fuck up!
Shut up!
Stop! [inaudible begging]
[Didrik panting]
Any more complaints?
Huh?
I'll get you out of here.
[Didrik] Next!
[muffled shouting]
-[ominous music plays]
-[thunder rumbles]
Ah! Ah!
[man screams]
[ominous music continues]
[music fades]
[Kristian] I'm not feeling
too good about this.
I'm starting to think
that executing the bishops
was not such a good idea.
Your Majesty,
they're heretics.
Taking their heads
was a powerful statement.
But it's a decision
for the Pope, Gustav,
and you know that.
The Pope, like everybody else,
can be pointed
in the right direction.
You're a Bishop too, aren't you?
-Yes.
-Mm.
Would you like to join them?
You have to take
charge of the narrative,
before those
Union-hating bastards do.
[laughs]
Take charge of the narrative,
that sounds like a load
of bollocks,
what does that even mean?
You are the writer
of your own story.
That is a King's privilege.
We happen to have
the perfect messenger
right here.
-The cardinal?
-Precisely.
The Pope will probably hear it
from somewhere else eventually.
It's better, he hears it
from our official statement.
How are you going
to convince the Cardinal
that our official statement
is in fact the truth?
There are no absolute
capital T truths, my King,
only a bunch
of alternative truths.
We just have to make ours
the one he wants to believe.
He seems somewhat, um
-ambivalent.
-[laughs]
Let me deal with him.
[Gustav] Your Eminence, the King
in all his goodness would like
to send you home First Class.
Please, convey this message
to the Pope, in which
the King humbly explains
that none of these
unfortunate incidents
were intended by us.
Unfortunately,
some innocent lives were lost.
You call yourself a man of God?
You have to see
the bigger picture here.
The king is under threat
so is our church.
And if I don't?
Please,
stay here
as our guest of honor
while you think this over.
Your Eminence.
[tense music plays]
[pigs screech]
[dog barks]
Your Highness.
Go on, my King,
tell them.
Um
Ladies, it's um
it's been made my task
to ask you how you want to go
How you prefer to die.
You can choose between
the sword, the ax,
being burnt, buried alive and uh
what's the last one again,
Didrik?
-The gallows.
-Ah, quite right, the gallows.
So, five options then.
You said that
we were given amnesty.
I'm sorry to say it's
out of my hands. Apparently
God wants it otherwise.
Well, you can think about it
for a while.
Thank you, Sylvestre.
In the meantime, ladies,
why don't we, um
Let's go for a walk.
-Dear God.
-We want your husband
to burn in hell, My Lady.
[whimpers]
[grunts]
Oh.
And your son, too.
[flies buzzing]
[grunts]
Eternal damnation
on both of them.
Sylvestre
take them back.
Don't worry, I will fix this.
Move back.
[grunts]
-Hey.
-Ah.
Was it good
to see your family again?
All alone in the dark.
You left them there.
-[heavy crash]
-What a good mother-- Ugh!
-[Anne grunts]
-Oh!
You fucking bastard!
Die you bastard, die!
Kristina!
Kristina!
Hurry up!
I can't hold him!
For God's sake, Kristina!
What the fuck are you doing?
Hurry up!
[Anne panting]
Fucking hurry up!
Hurry the fuck up!
Fucking arsehole!
This is for my family.
Ahh--
Slagheck
[thud]
The best Danish silver.
You have to go, I need to stay
my children, I cannot leave.
What? We'll find them,
take them with us.
Impossible,
all of Stockholm are my children
but you have to go
or they will kill you.
It's fine.
It's fine.
[breathing heavily]
Can I help you?
Good morning Stockholm!
How are we doing today?
[executioner] Up!
Ugh!
I can't hear you, I said,
how the fuck
are we doing today?!
[crowd mutters]
[crowd] Boo! Boo!
All right, bring them up.
-[Didrik] Who's up first?
-[executioner] This one.
Oh, la, la, la, la.
This one
gives me special pleasure.
Argh!
Put him down.
Johan Natt och Dag.
You are sentenced to death
on the account of heresy!
[crowd mutters]
Heresy, ladies and gentlemen!
I so wish your whore was here
to see it all up close.
Okay, Jrgen.
Do your thing.
On my count
[somber music plays]
Three
two
one.
[women screaming echoes]
[whimpers]
We're committing
mass murder here.
Is everybody against the Union?
Really?
Yes, um, most of them are--
Excuse me? Speak up.
Most of them, my King,
yes absolutely.
Most of them?
When entering a new province
it's essential you keep
its people on your side.
You said that.
I thought that sounded clever.
That sounded smart.
-If I may say
-You may.
Trolle is doing
a bit of cleaning
up for himself, so to speak.
Cleaning up.
Well, as I said,
I think,
it's time we wrap it up.
Right.
-Enjoy your lovely--
-[clattering]
-[whispers] Birgitta.
-Yes?
Birgitta, it's me,
it's Anne, open up.
I need your help.
Erik Helseing.
He's dead, Sir,
and the Eriksson woman is gone.
Yeah, we'll be all right.
I made the arrangements,
you know what we have to do.
We leave tonight.
-Freja, help me get my thi--
-[door bangs]
You must hide, quickly!
Hurry!
-Come on, Birgitta!
-I've dealt with enough
hideous men in my life.
[footsteps approaching]
[pans clatter]
[distant mattress squeaking]
I'm sorry about the mess.
Didrik Slagheck
at your service madam.
It's a very nice place
you have here.
Are you, um,
are you going somewhere?
No? Okay
you don't care much
for small talk, fair enough.
I'll cut straight
to the point then.
You see
um, do you mind?
You see this morning
a very good friend
of mine was murdered,
and a prominent
prisoner of ours escaped.
So, we've been doing
some detective work,
you know, asking around,
talking, investigating, etc.
and
all that led me here.
You know how
easy rumors are spread
around this part of town
and I know how easy it is
to get people to talk when
their lives are on the line.
-[screaming]
-I can't hear you!
[groaning]
Ahh!
There's no loyalty these days.
Such a shame, really.
That couldn't have been
easy for you
giving up your retarded daughter
like that.
Having the Erikssons take her
in while you're living
in this shithole.
I do hope you are a better whore
than you are a mother.
Where are they?
Is Henrik Slagheck your brother?
Eh
He's my half brother, yes.
I thought, as much.
He's been here
quite a few times.
Oh, really? [laughs]
Really.
You're a bastard, are you not?
And you cried your heart out,
because your whoring
Westphalian priest father
never accepted you.
You also wet your bed.
No.
Your father never liked you.
The King doesn't like you.
I don't like you.
Nobody likes you, Didrik.
Is that not the case?
-[Didrik grunts]
-[Birgitta] Ah!
-[knife slashes]
-Ahh!
[Didrik panting]
-[knife swooshes]
-[Didrik groans]
[whimpers]
It's over now, my King.
We did what we had to do.
Is this really what God wanted?
He'll understand.
[inhales deeply]
Thank you for doing this.
[soldier] Hey!
Don't move!
You're under arrest!
Oh, shit.
Get ready.
[ax hums]
Now!
[ax flies through air]
[ax lands]
[knight thuds]
[thunder rumbles]
Let's go.
[gentle tense music plays]
Forgive me Father.
[soldier] Hey, stop.
Papers?
-You've sold
all your chickens old man?
-Mhmm.
-All right, and now
you're going back home?
-Mhmm.
Open up.
[gates clank]
Off you go.
[stirring music plays]
Sir.
[muttering]
Oi.
[Gustav] You have to take
charge of the narrative.
And we happen to have
the perfect messenger
right here.
-[inaudible whispering]
-Now, the Pope
will probably hear it
from someone else eventually.
It's better that he hears it
from our official statement.
[gentle suspenseful music plays]
[suspenseful music continues]
[in Spanish]
Holy Father, Your Grace.
[panting]
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
[groaning]
[gurgling]
[thud]
[breathing heavily]
Whoa!
[child laughing]
Beautiful.
Huh.
[gentle classical music plays]
[rhythmic music plays]
[rhythmic music continues]
[rhythmic music builds, ends]
[rhythmic music plays]
[rock music plays]
[rock music fades]
[rhythmic music plays]
[rock music plays]
[music fades]
-[man] Execute!
-[executioner] Yes sir!
[ax swooshes]
[splattering]