Character: Ragnar Lothbrok. Page 1

- I don't.
- I don't. And yet, I regret everything...

- Ragnar?..
- Hello, Helga. You look like you've seen a Ghost.
- And you're a Ghost?
- Perhaps...

So you repay me!? When everybody wanted you dead - I saved your life! You hurt me, brother... So you repay me for my love!?

In my youth I longed for victories, but over the years, and all that comes with them - I lost that passion...

- Helga, you freed the Flock?
- He loves you.
He loves himself only. And you know that better than anyone.

Floki scares me with Odin, but I'm not ashamed to meet with our God face to face.

Don't be afraid of death, but if she does, take her in his arms, like a beautiful woman.

I feel so old. In his youth, victory has brought pleasure, but now, with age, I no longer have neither the desire nor the energy.

In my world I am constantly torn between suicide and murder those around me.

- I have nothing.
- You have suffered.

Sometimes your God sounds a lot like one of our own.

Lagertha: He [Ragnar] is still weak, but his wounds are beginning to heal.
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Floki: Ragnar, look who's here.
Thorsten: Ragnar, my friend. How are you?
Ragnar: Save me from these people. [laughs]

It's worrying me.
We live in a sea of troubles.

We are brothers. We will always be equal.