Werewolf Castle (2021)

[bunniefuu]

whimsical electronic music]

[birds chirping]

[upbeat orchestral music]

[villager yelling indistinctly]

- Watch it!

- Sorry.

Thorfinn!

Inga!

[breathing heavily]

I know you're in here Inga.

Got you!

[both laughing]

Now that was too easy.

[both laughing]

That might have been easy,

but how're you

going to escape me?

What if I don't

want to escape you?

[dramatic orchestral music]

Aren't we meant to be

watching your brother?

He can watch over himself.

[both breathing heavily]

[ominous orchestral music]

[soft flute music]

You shouldn't

sneak up on people.

My, my, what's your

name little man?

My name's Wolfstan, my

friends call me Wolf.

It's Oskar, sir.

Well Oskar, there's no

need to look so afraid,

did you not enjoy my playing?

No it's just we don't get

very many strangers here.

I really could use

your help, young sir.

You see I'm not a stranger,

I'm just somewhat lost.

This is the Waldron

Settlement, yes?

No, my village is

Grittleton Marsh.

Ah, then I must've wandered

all the way over here.

This is a map of the

whole Western lands,

do you want to see?

I bet that I could teach

a smart boy like you

how to read it.

Come, come and see.

All of this is the

forest of Braegon,

and here we are

on the outskirts,

which must make this your

village of Grittleton Marsh.

[wolf growling]

Tell me, have you ever dreamed

of becoming a great warrior?

Of growing up tall and strong?

I know I used to,

and now I know a way

to make such a wish come true.

We shouldn't be this

close to the forest.

Well why not?

It's dangerous alone.

Oh, you really are very

smart for such a small,

delicious thing, but

you see we're not alone.

I always hunt with my pack.

[ominous string music]

[wolves growling]

[Oskar screaming]

I think I heard something.

It's nothing Thorfinn.

[both kissing]

[Grimbold] Thorfinn?

Oskar?

[wolf howling]

[wolf growling]

Lord have mercy.

Intruders, intruders, intruders!

[both moaning]

[villagers screaming]

Lord Magnus, great hell-beasts

have come from the forest,

we are under attack!

You must hide my

lord, to safety!

[dramatic orchestral music]

[wolves growling]

Feed my brothers.

[both moaning]

[door breaking]

[Inga screaming]

Inga, come on, hide.

Inga, come on.

Inga, hide.

My family's out there.

[wolf growling]

Stay back!

Stay back.

Stay back.

[Inga screaming]

[wolf roaring]

No!

[Inga screaming]

Oskar, Oskar!

Papa?

Papa!

Where is your brother?

I don't know, I

don't know Papa.

[glass breaking]

Go, run, go!

[wolf growling]

[blood splattering]

[bird cawing]

The creatures have

moved on my lord,

retreated to the

forest, we are safe.

For now, but what of

our neighboring villages?

This was a m*ssacre.

No doubt more will succumb

to the same brutality.

Young Garstang, I am

sorry for your loss.

You're lucky to be alive.

We have no choice

but to send for help.

There were three

great warrior knights,

legendary across

the Western land.

They will be our salvation,

our only defense against the

demon-beasts from the forest.

[determined orchestral music]

[somber string music]

My lords.

That won't be necessary.

[Councilor] Baron Magnus.

We are most relieved

you answered our summon.

By my eye, a little too late.

Your messenger made clear the

urgency of your predicament.

We came immediately.

This is Thomas, the huge.

Aye.

Osmund, our fastest rider,

myself, Hamelin Wiltshire.

Your reputation

proceeds you, noble sir.

And with us,

Hal Skullsplitter.

I cannot do

business with a rogue.

He is here to help, my lord.

He is beyond redemption,

banished by the king.

I think you need me more

than I could give a damn

about the King's exile.

Tell me what savagery

befell this land.

My people were

slaughtered by an enemy

that threatens us all:

wolves, greater than men.

They attacked from the Braegon

Forest like a dark army,

unstoppable, ravenous for blood.

[Thomas] Greater than men?

You mean men my size

or men his size?

[ominous string music]

Ah, looks more like

your wife's size, Thomas.

Do not underestimate

these monsters.

They are unlike any beast

I've ever laid eyes on.

What is to be our quest?

Inform King Vortigern

of our plight.

You must venture to his castle,

through their territory,

the territory of beasts.

Vortigern's a cruel king,

he cares little for his people.

Settlements starve and

waste away across the land,

and what help does he offer?

A w*r with devil creatures

is an entirely different crisis.

The king would not turn down

an opportunity for

battle, bloodshed.

Aye, he would not.

How long until every

village is ravished

and they fixed their bloodthirsty

eyes on Castle Braegon?

Then the king himself

will fall into danger.

You must plead with

him to take action.

Take our map, you will need

it to navigate a safe trail.

The forest is perilous,

many do not return.

I can lead them to the castle.

I've been before with

my father, Grimbold,

he made this journey carrying

messages to Vortigern.

Please pardon the boy, he

has suffered a severe loss.

I could be your navigator.

We travel alone.

I will not be distracted

tending after some village boy.

He will remain here.

But I want to help!

Silence Thorfinn!

Do not interfere.

- I say the lad comes.

- [Hal] No.

We do not know what

dangers lurk in that forest.

It's not a place we'd wish

to find ourselves lost in.

The land is vast,

almost two days journey,

and now inhabited by beasts.

Aye, I say he comes.

Whether he can fight or not,

he'll be a useful guide.

When the wolf-men come for us,

I will not be

responsible for his fate.

Oh don't you worry,

we all know you're a

heartless b*stard, Hal.

It's his own risk to take.

What say you

Thorfinn Garstang?

You wish to put yourself

in mortal danger?

I'll go.

[armor clanging]

Hamelin, you think

it wise to bring

this village boy on our quest?

We do not know

Braegon Forest, Hal.

He will be useful.

If we run into trouble,

he will be the first to die.

That blood will

be on your hands.

As will your blood if we fail.

I've known many knights

enter Braegon Forest

only to lose their minds,

return as withered,

delusional wrecks,

rambling of mystical monsters

and tentacled mutations.

We are all strong, fearless,

and have defeated many men,

but these are beasts,

Hal, unlike any other foe

we've ever been

tasked to battle.

All the help we can get to

ensure we reach Castle Braegon

we would be wise to accept.

I hope you know what

you're doing Young Garstang.

I want to go with them.

Then we must assume

you may not return.

You're not like them

Thorfinn, you're no warrior,

you'll be no match for

whatever evil awaits.

And of what use was I here?

When my family and

village needed protection,

what good was I against

those beasts then?

That is precisely my point-

- Now there is some small

way I can be of service.

It doesn't matter if I make

it home, there is no home now.

- Thorfinn-

- I've nothing left here!

Nothing to return to.

No family, no honor.

You have spirit, boy.

If your heart cannot be

discouraged then I wish you well.

Go with them, but

do not trust the man

they call Skullsplitter,

he is not a knight.

This was your father's ax,

strong, with a silver blade.

I'm sure he'd be

proud of your bravery,

however misguided it may be.

Give yourself a fighting

chance at least.

Oh no, that's not him, is it?

Watch you don't step

on the little fella.

He is to be our

navigator, Percy, be nice.

He's got some f*cking ba*ls.

[Hal] He can do a

share of your duties.

[Percy] Too

bloody right he can.

Fancy yourself some

sort of hero then?

Just trying to help.

Begin by carrying that.

[Thomas] Hal, give it a rest.

When the wolves are picking

the meat from your bones

and you're screaming

for help and mercy,

you don't think

this fool's courage

might be something you

might come to regret?

It is not too late to turn back.

I've chosen this path

sir, I'm not turning back.

Then just know,

when the time comes,

I will not risk mine nor

my fellow knight's lives

coming to your rescue.

I can fend for myself.

Ah, did you hear that, Hal?

He can fend for himself.

[Hal] That I doubt.

Come on son, come on.

Don't let them get to you, eh?

[determined orchestral music]

This is where we enter.

This way.

It's a quicker route

approaching from the east.

The path from

the east is longer.

Entering here will lead

us straight to the castle,

save us half a

day, perhaps more.

No, look, there's

a river to cross,

the ground is uneven, we would

have to climb here and here.

This way is safer.

There's a crossing point,

and we can take refuge

at the woodland

village of Chalamet.

The boy's right Hal.

We make our trail to

the east, onwards!

[determined orchestral music]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

Hamelin?

Look.

A warning.

This is their territory.

[Inga screaming]

[Thorfinn retching]

You're gonna see worse

than this, village boy.

Come on lad,

it'll be all right.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Let's move on before sun

down, find a place to settle

far away from here.

[rain pattering]

[fire crackling]

Hey Thorfinn, were

these wolves really as big

as the Baron claims?

Nobody stood a chance.

Lost loved ones, did you?

My parents, my

brother, my girl.

I could have saved her.

Some battles cannot be won.

Don't torment yourself.

Oi Thorfinn, have this.

Lost me appetite.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, yeah, have it.

Best part of the fish is

that, keeps you strong.

Well I wouldn't eat

those fish gonads.

[all laughing]

[Percy] I mean I'm not

lying, it's good for you.

It's just I wouldn't eat it.

[all laughing]

You know as a boy my village

told tales of wolf-men.

If a man was bad, did

sinful things like m*rder,

eat the flesh of other men,

if a man behaved like a beast,

then the gods would

turn him into one.

That's how men first became

wolves: a punishment.

Now some said that they'd

have to serve their time

for seven years, seven

long years as a beast

in order to redeem themselves,

and only then might

the gods allow them

to return to their human form.

Wolves are wolves,

they cannot change.

All they know is

k*lling and eating.

Eating?

A bit like you then Thomas.

Oh you cheeky sh*t.

[Thomas laughing]

The worst plague that

could ever befall a man,

the plague of lycanthropy,

a curse that none

would wish to carry.

Better to die a man than

to live as half-beast.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

Why is Hal so

against me being here?

I wouldn't worry about it lad.

It's not you, he just

doesn't trust anyone is all.

You know he's an

outlaw don't you?

The king wants him dead,

but no one's brave enough or

stupid enough to challenge him.

Why?

What did he do?

Out of us knights,

he has definitely won

the most victories,

but he's also suffered

the greatest loss.

And it's that hatred that

gives him his unbeatable fury.

The problem is, it's a

vengeance that he can't control.

The people that did

him wrong, well,

they didn't meet a nice end.

You see there's overreacting

and then there's

the blood hurricane

that is Hal Skullsplitter.

Just be grateful

he's on our side.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Thorfinn breathing heavily]

[Thorfinn yelling]

[Hal] I hope you

weren't dreaming about me.

Nights are the hardest, bad

memories return at their worst.

But at least in dreams you

can be with them again,

the ones you lost.

The other knights they talk

of courage and bravery,

but I say all you need

is pure pissed off fury.

Everyone feared the army that

took my brother, marauders,

nobody would stand against them.

But with my sword in my hand,

I dare say I enjoyed

the relief it brought me

to cut their heads

from their necks.

No, I couldn't have

stopped that bloodshed

even if I'd wanted to.

But I've come to realize

that no matter what foul hand

we're dealt, life does go on.

Today you wonder if there's

any point in living,

but two years from now

you'll be a new man.

Where once you were cowardly

now you can be brave,

and where once people

took you for a fool,

new people might

know you as a hero.

There's no more precious

gift than life, Thorfinn.

That's why we fight.

[soft flute music]

- Hal?

- Stay here.

Pick up your ax.

Thomas, Thomas wake up!

Not tonight Greta,

I'm shattered.

[soft flute music]

Why good evening handsome.

Didn't wake you, did I?

You're no human.

No, no that's a curse that

no longer burdens me, friend.

Now I'm something more evolved.

Liberated from the

decrepitude of man.

I'm in no mood for

your bather, demon-breed.

[laughs] But I'd

wager my bad mood

is far worse than

yours [laughs].

Wise to leave while you

still can, you scrawny f*ck.

Wise?

Always the strong and

the brave come to see

what threatens their pack,

leaves behind the wise,

open and vulnerable

to my attack.

Yum, yum.

- [horn sounding]

- f*ck!

[horn sounding]

[wolves growling]

[Thorfinn yelling]

[intense orchestral music]

Move Percy, find

a place to hide!

Run Thorfinn.

Osmund!

[blood splattering]

[Wolfstan yelling]

[wolves growling]

Get off him you b*stard.

Osmund, no.

Osmund?

f*ck!

[determined orchestral music]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[wolves growling]

No, no!

[Thorfinn] No!

[footsteps thudding]

[wolf growling]

[wolf growling]

[wolf growling]

[somber orchestral music]

[wolf growling distantly]

[Thomas groaning distantly]

[wolf howling]

[groans] Oh please!

Oh God, please, please!

Please, please, stop!

Please, please.

Is this how you

want to die Percy?

Death in the service

of these knights

who won't even come

to your rescue?

Don't listen to him Percy.

You're not one of them!

[Thomas groaning]

And you never will be.

There is no need to suffer

the pain of mankind,

you can live like

us, Percy, free.

Let primal instinct

run through you,

let the limitations

of mankind slip away.

Don't believe a

word he says, Percy.

Are you gonna fight

and die like a man,

or live like a beast?

Supreme, undefeatable.

No Percy, don't!

How would I join you?

[sobs] I don't want to die.

Just ask, my darling, and

I can make you one of us.

Percy, don't!

Let me live.

Gladly.

[Wolfstan growling]

[Percy screaming]

[somber orchestral music]

[armor clanging]

[birds chirping]

- [Thorfinn yelping]

- You'll live.

We must reach Castle

Braegon by dark,

won't survive another

night out here.

What about Thomas and Percy?

What about them?

They're gone.

They dragged Thomas

screaming, he's not dead yet.

He will be by now.

They're not taking him

for some merry dance.

There's nothing that we

can do for them Thorfinn,

they're gone.

Perhaps if we'd

stayed with Thomas

instead of coming after you-

- Hal.

- He'd have lived.

Enough!

I could have fought them off-

- We cannot blame the boy!

He warned us what

this would be like,

none of us could have known the

strength of those creatures!

Now we must hurry to the castle,

we do not have time to

mount a rescue mission

for somebody who is

most likely long dead.

We told you this would

not be an easy quest.

Now, go to the river

and clean yourself up.

We can't help you reeking of

blood, they'll sniff us out.

[somber piano music]

Don't feel the

need to wait for me.

It was a mistake for me to come.

He defended himself

against that wolf, Hal.

The boy did well.

Not well enough.

[moving orchestral music]

[birds chirping]

[water splashing]

[rocks clattering]

[bird wings flapping]

Hello?

Hey!

[suspenseful string music]

[intense horn music]

[Thomas] Get off of me!

Thomas!

[water trickling]

[Thomas breathing heavily]

It's me.

When they come for

me, run that way.

No, no, don't, don't.

[suspenseful string music]

[hammer crashing]

[wolves roaring]

[intense orchestral music]

I want that flesh.

[wolves growling]

[Thorfinn breathing heavily]

- What's this?

- Back off!

You think you're one of

them now, some warrior?

Stay back!

We aren't built

like knights, are we?

You'll always rely on them

to fight your battles for you

because you're too

small, too weak.

But what if I was to tell you

that there was a way

that you could become

even stronger than any knight?

Mighty, powerful,

and dominating.

I will never be

like you, beast!

[wolves growling]

[Thomas groaning]

Thomas!

Come on.

Oh Thorfinn, you madman,

you total f*cking madman!

[both groaning]

[Hamelin] Thomas!

Easy, easy, easy, ah!

Where did you find him?

The boy came to my rescue Hal,

gave them feral dogs

quite the fright.

Did you see Percy?

They made him

one of their own.

How many were there?

Thorfinn k*lled one,

they'll have fled by now.

This changes nothing.

We must go on without

you Thomas, I'm sorry.

No!

He's wounded, slow, weak,

he's in no state to fight.

We can't leave him behind.

Use your head

f*cking head, Thorfinn!

He's dying!

All you've done is

prolonged his suffering

and burdened the rest of us.

Well thank you very

f*cking much, Hal [groans].

We won't survive

another night out here,

the wolves will

come to finish us

when we are most vulnerable

and we will all die.

I'll take care of him, then.

He's twice your

size, Thorfinn!

This boy has a death

wish, he's lost hope!

He has dignity

Hal, and humanity!

Leaving a man behind

is what they would do

because they are savages.

We'll take him as far

as this next village,

but he cannot make the

full journey with us.

Fine, we'll seek shelter

for him there, okay Thorfinn?

Where was this courage

when your village fell?

Answer me that.

You want to talk like a knight,

better learn to

dress like a knight

and defend yourself, properly.

Put that on, come on.

His blade will not be

as effective as your ax,

it's steel.

This blade is silver,

powerful against the wolf-men.

What, you thought you had a

better attack than Hamelin's?

It was merely a

better instrument.

Next time you won't be so lucky.

[Hamelin] Which

way to the village?

Follow me.

[Thomas groaning]

[determined orchestral music]

[waterfall rushing]

[armor clanging]

[Hamelin] What

dismal place is this

you've brought us to, Thorfinn?

Everything has changed.

You mean it wasn't

always this uninviting?

- [Hamelin] Hal?

- Hello there.

We come peacefully.

We are knights on our

way to Castle Braegon,

one of my men here is

injured, he seeks refuge.

Who followed you?

No one, we come alone.

You sure of that, are you?

Bringing that half devoured

wolf's dinner into my village,

you're inviting trouble!

I'm sorry knight, we do

not welcome outsiders.

We've seen enough devastation.

Really?

I hadn't noticed.

That one looks at the

end of his rope, Griff.

Let's give him shelter, eh?

They're warriors Maggie.

He's wounded though,

they all look desperate.

I'll take him in.

My wife's a healer, she'll

see to your wounded friend.

Thank you lady.

- You're a blacksmith.

- Aye.

Don't touch that!

That's our only defense

against the monsters.

No, we're your only

defense against the monsters.

Put it back!

It's the only thing what

keeps them from entering.

Hal, it's their

only protection.

I don't care, I aim to

k*ll the f*cking things,

we need all the

silver we can get.

I said, put it back.

Listen to me

carefully blacksmith,

these wolves have already spread

as far as Grittleton Marsh,

his entire village has fallen

and many more will follow.

Now, unless you want to be

the only mortal villagers

left alive in this kingdom,

you'll do as we ask and help.

Can you melt the silver or not?

Aye.

Hamelin, give me your sword.

If the blacksmith can give

our weapons a coat of silver,

we stand a better chance.

Come on Thomas,

let's get you inside.

Thorfinn, find

whatever silver you can.

Best follow me to the forge.

Come along.

[armor clanging]

[distant screaming]

[Maggie] Sit him down.

[Hamelin] Here, a chair.

[Thomas groaning]

He's a big bugger.

Needs food in his

belly is what he needs.

I know what'll do the trick.

I have remedies, things what

I've foraged in the woods.

All strange plants and

flowers grow around here.

We don't want your magic,

we don't believe in

your village tales.

Thomas, let her help.

[Thomas] Just let us rest.

[wood clattering]

Here on the table, go on!

[silver clattering]

What happened here?

Travelers, skinny things they

were, malnourished and all.

We thought the king had

raided their settlement.

We've heard the stories,

took pity on them,

gave them shelter.

But as night fell

they were men no more,

k*lled every bloody

thing in sight.

I hid the women and

children as best I could.

Other men weren't so brave.

Most of them joined

the b*stard wolves.

I'm sorry.

Stayed for many days,

feasting on all who were left.

We became their livestock,

as they ate and

butchered all they could.

Why'd they leave you?

Lucky, I guess.

They moved on.

To the other settlements?

[Griff] Aye.

There's more silver

hanging in the woods,

enough for all

three blades, easy.

Go on.

[bird cawing]

Here you are boys,

fill your guts.

Oh that's good.

[distant sobbing]

[Hamelin coughing]

Got a bit of a

tickle in me throat.

Don't eat it Hamelin.

What's in this, exactly?

We're never safe here.

Some nights they

come back for food.

If we don't give them

any, then they eat us.

All we have to survive

is their leftovers.

Leftovers [coughs],

leftovers from what?

[distant sobbing]

They see this place

as a feeding ground.

You witch!

The wolf's bane will

drive them out, weaken them.

You eat the queen of

poisons, they eat you.

[metal sizzling]

[men sobbing]

Griff says we had to

feed them something!

We should have joined them,

instead of torturing ourselves.

At least that way the gods

would excuse what we've done.

[arrow thudding]

[Hamelin gagging and choking]

[arrow thudding]

[Maggie screaming]

One down.

[Maggie screaming]

[arrow thudding]

[Thomas groaning]

[Thorfinn] Hal!

[knife thudding]

[Hal groaning]

[intense orchestral music]

[Griff screaming]

[Thorfinn] Hamelin!

Hamelin, Hamelin, no!

- No!

- Thomas!

[Thomas coughing]

- Thomas.

- Thorfinn, run!

[Thorfinn] Thomas.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Griff screaming]

[knife thudding]

[Hal yelling]

[Griff yelling]

[triumphant orchestral music]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[wolves growling]

Run Thorfinn, run!

[wolf roaring]

[wolf growling]

[Thorfinn yelling]

Come on!

[armor clanging]

[Hal groaning]

I'll be fine.

[arrows thudding]

[Hal groaning]

[Thorfinn yelling]

[somber orchestral music]

You run Thorfinn,

get to the castle!

I'll hold them off.

- No, no!

- Go!

You know the way, I don't.

If you die then it's all over!

- I'll buy you time.

- Hal, please-

- Takes the sword.

I can't do this without you-

- Take the f*cking sword!

Find the king.

You can still save us.

Go!

Come on then you b*stards.

[Hal groaning]

Hal Balfager.

Hal the brave.

What Vortigern wouldn't

give to see you again.

[Hal breathing heavily]

[somber orchestral music]

[Thorfinn groaning]

[determined orchestral music]

- [sword clattering]

- No, no.

[Thorfinn breathing heavily]

I can't, I can't do this alone.

[somber orchestral music]

Hal!

Thomas!

Help me, please, please.

[Thomas yelling]

[determined orchestral music]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[wolves growling softly]

Thorfinn, Thorfinn, up

here gorgeous [laughs].

The king is expecting you.

Don't want to keep him waiting.

[wolves growling]

[wolves growling]

[bird cawing]

So this is the young

tenderfoot from the marshlands,

come to beg my mercy.

Hal said you'd find me.

Hal, he's here?

My warlord brought

him to me, to k*ll.

Hal still had some

hope in his eyes then

that you'd change me somehow.

I want to see that hope fade

to darkness before he dies.

I want him to see

that you have failed.

We came to you for help!

Help, from what?

They are my children,

they are my army.

The kingdom was suffering,

the people were a weak

and desperate breed.

Now look what they have become.

What about our humanity?

What about those who

wouldn't sink so low

as to feed on the

flesh of other men?

Men are gone!

The rest of us will become

my one sublime species.

Vortigern, I have

seen my village fall,

my family destroyed.

I've braved Braegon Forest,

watched my friends meet

their deaths fighting,

all for me to be here

with you right now.

I beg you my king, bring

an end to this evil.

You're somehow

brave, tenderfoot.

But evidently a fool.

Better to die a man then

to live as half-beast.

Then die you will.

[water trickling]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[Hal] Thorfinn?

No.

No, let him go!

[both groaning]

Harry, Harry, my only

living son finally returned.

I am not your blood!

Oh, I think we're

quite alike you and I,

we both share the same

thirst for butchery.

[whip thrashing]

[Hal yelling]

k*lling your own

brother in battle,

that's the kind of blood lust

that's in our bones, Hal.

Bones that I'd like

to break, old man.

Why is it so f*cking

difficult for you

to accept my intentions?

You think you're so

mighty, so powerful.

Well this is power, Hal!

[whip thrashing]

[Hal yelling]

A gift you refuse to accept.

I don't need to trade

my humanity to be great!

You coward!

That's the only reason

why you despise me.

Great [laughs]?

You think you're

so great, do you?

Look at you,

captured, shivering.

Well before you die,

let's see the tenderfoot

accept his allegiance is to me,

and not to my pitiable progeny.

Leave the boy alone, father.

I will not.

Let's see where

his loyalties lie.

I want you to witness

the weakness of men,

the inadequacy of what you

so desperately cling to.

Ready Hal?

Let's see you scream.

[whip thrashing]

[Hal yelling]

Stop!

Stop it!

I offer you one chance boy,

join with us or suffer the

same ignominious defeat.

Don't do it Thorfinn.

Thorfinn!

I will join you.

[Vortigern] Again.

I will join you!

[Vortigern chuckling]

Sorry Hal, but you see, I win.

No, no!

[intense orchestral music]

[Vortigern] Turn him.

[shirt ripping]

[Thorfinn yelling]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Thorfinn breathing heavily]

[Thorfinn yelling]

[Thorfinn growling]

[suspenseful string music]

No, no, you're meant

to be one of us now!

[armor clanging]

[Wolfstan yelling]

[intense orchestral music]

f*cking bite me.

[wolves growling]

[wolf roaring]

[wolf growling]

[Vortigern laughing]

[Thorfinn yelling]

[wolves growling]

Time to die.

[Thorfinn] Better

to die a man...

[Vortigern yelling]

[Thorfinn roaring]

[swelling orchestral music]

[somber choral music]

[birds chirping]

Thorfinn.

All are dead.

The king is dead.

I am the last wolf.

For your great and noble

bravery, I dub thee Sir Thorfinn.

May the gods bless you,

our hero and savior.

[blood splattering]

To Thorfinn, to Thorfinn,

to Thorfinn, to Thorfinn!

[Villagers] To Thorfinn,

to Thorfinn, to Thorfinn!

[intense orchestral stinger]

To Thorfinn, to Thorfinn,

to Thorfinn, to Thorfinn!

[somber orchestral music]

[determined orchestral music]