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The Northman (2022) Best Movie Quotes – ‘I will avenge you, Father.’

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Starring: Alexander Skarsgård, Nicole Kidman, Anya Taylor-Joy, Björk, Ralph Ineson, Ethan Hawke, Willem Dafoe, Claes Bang, Murray McArthur, Ian Gerard Whyte , Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson, Kate Dickie

OUR RATING: ★★★★☆

Story:

Historical revenge thriller directed and co-written by Robert Eggers. Set at the turn of the 10th century in Iceland, The Northman (2022) follows Viking prince Amleth (Alexander Skarsgård), who sets out on a mission of revenge to seek justice for his murdered father, King Aurvandil War-Raven (Ethan Hawke).

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'Never seek the secrets of women, but heed them always. It is women that know the mysteries of men.' - Aurvandil and Heimir (The Northman) Click To Tweet

 

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He-Witch: Hear me, Ódinn, All-Father of the gods. Summon the shadows of ages past, when the thread spinning Norns ruled the fates of men. Hear of a prince’s vengeance quenched at the fiery Gates of Hel. A prince destined for Valhöll. Hear me.


 

King Aurvandil War-Raven: Like a battle-dog returning to its master, I’ve come to be fettered by my queen’s fair locks.
Queen Gudrún: Ever are we bound, my lord.


 

King Aurvandil War-Raven: Prince Amleth, you have grown too old to be greeted as a child.
Young Amleth: Hail, Lord King.
King Aurvandil War-Raven: But a father never grows too old for a good smothering! How I’ve missed you, my son.


 

King Aurvandil War-Raven: [referring to the necklace] This was worn round a prince’s neck when I found it. But it was destined for this prince. Wear it always with my love.
Young Amleth: Thank you, Father. My king.


 

Heimir The Fool: [as Gudrún offer her cup to Fjölnir] Look how the queen’s cup grows wet for more men than her king. What metal might buy a fragrant sip? Sweet silver, or hard iron?
Fjölnir The Brotherless: Silence, dog! By Freyr, you slander your lord and mistress!
King Aurvandil War-Raven: Please you, brother. ‘Tis but a jest. A jest. Heimir keeps a foul tongue, yet I keep him as a deep-sworn friend.


 

King Aurvandil War-Raven: The enemy had a taste of my liver.
Queen Gudrún: Are you hurt?
King Aurvandil War-Raven: Almost enough for Amleth to be marked my successor. I watched his innocence tonight. He must be awoken to what awaits him.
Queen Gudrún: He is a puppy.
King Aurvandil War-Raven: He’s the same age as my grandfather when he took the throne.
Queen Gudrún: That was different. He had to kill his uncle first.


 

King Aurvandil War-Raven: Pray my luck-spirits see me to many war fields after I defeat this wound. I refuse to die in sickness nor live the long life of a shameful graybeard. I must die by the sword. I will die in honor.
Queen Gudrún: Fret not. You will die in battle, my lord. The Gates of Valhöll await you, I know it.


 

Heimir The Fool: [to Aurvandil and young Amleth] Harken to me, you two-legged dogs. Drink the vision mead of knowledge. To learn what it is to live and die in honor. To be in battle slain and in death rewarded by the Valkyrjur’s embrace. The warrior maidens will carry you to the shimmering Gates of Valhöll.

 

'I will avenge you, Father. I will save you, Mother. I will kill you, Fjölnir.' - Amleth (The Northman) Click To Tweet

 

Heimir The Fool: And you, little cub, what are you?
King Aurvandil War-Raven: [as young Amleth farts] I smell a clever pupil.


 

King Aurvandil War-Raven: At every passage, one should turn his eye round, one should spy round.
Heimir The Fool: For a foe might be crouched within upon the floor. Wise in measure should each man be, yet wise enough to be the fool.


 

King Aurvandil War-Raven: Tell me, how did Ódinn lose his eye?
Young Amleth: To learn the secret magic of women.
King Aurvandil War-Raven: Never seek the secrets of women, but heed them always.
Heimir The Fool: It is women that know the mysteries of men. The Norns that spin and weave at their Well of Fate.


 

King Aurvandil War-Raven: Live in honor. Safeguard your familial blood.
Heimir The Fool: Know you what that means, Amleth, son of Aurvandil?
King Aurvandil War-Raven: Should I fall by the enemy’s sword, you must avenge me or forever live in shame!
Young Amleth: I will, Father! I will! My blade will not rest till it’s drunk the blood from his open neck!
Heimir The Fool: Now live always without fear, for your fate is set and you cannot scape it.


 

Heimir The Fool: [to young Amleth] This is the last tear you will shed in weakness. It will be given back when most you need it. Now, behold, as a man.
King Aurvandil War-Raven: Approach, Amleth, and in our blood behold the tree of kings.


 

Fjölnir The Brotherless: You behold your brother’s gaze in amazement. I knew well you would. Pity you never paid a b****rd’s eyes heed before. Now, behold how swiftly your brother swings his sword.
King Aurvandil War-Raven: Strike, Brother. Strike. But know that bearing a stolen ring makes no half-breed a king. Soaked in my blood, it will soon be sliding off your arm like a serpent. Your kingdom will not last. Let this misdeed haunt your living nights till a flaming vengeance gorges on your death. Strike. Strike! To Valhöll!
[Fjölnir beheads Aurvandil]


 

Fjölnir The Brotherless: [referring to young Amleth] Bring me the boy’s head!


 

Berserker Priest: [to Amleth] When we found you as a cub, I knew then that you had a heart of cold iron.


 

Seeress: Prowl in shadow, slayer of my people. Hide. Even though your brother stole my eyes, I see you.
Amleth: I am no one’s brother.
Seeress: It is not enough to be the man that never cries, Prince Amleth. The prince that turned from his fate. A beast that cares for naught. A beast that wrings tears from the eyes of men.

 

'Live always without fear, for your fate is set and you cannot scape it.' - Heimir the Fool (The Northman) Click To Tweet

 

Seeress: Now remember for whom you shed your last teardrop. Remember the oath to right the wrong. Remember the Raven King. Remember. Remember, it contains the salty ocean you must sail upon to the edge of the world.
Amleth: It feeds the freezing river of hate that runs in my veins.
Seeress: It will take you to an island in the north where there will spring a burning lake, bursting from a black mountain’s peak.
Amleth: There I will drown my father’s killer.
Seeress: Follow the vixen’s tail to the dwelling of the ancient one to seek the fated sword that matches your brutal rage.


 

Amleth: Why speak you my fortune, witch?
Seeress: For where your path of ashes ends, another will begin her journey. A maiden king.
Amleth: Release me.
Seeress: You cannot scape what fate the Norns have spun. Now begone!


 

Amleth: Who is this Fjölnir?
Eiríkr Blaze Eye: Fjölnir the Brother less. So-called after he killed his brother, the disgraced King Aurvandil War-Raven.
Amleth: I know of him. Why are his slaves bound for Iceland?
Eiríkr Blaze Eye: Fjölnir rules over Hrafnsey. He fled to the backwater frontier with his wife and son after King Haraldr of Norway took his kingdom. Fjölnir killed his brother for nothing. Now he’s a sheep farmer.


 

Amleth: [as he brands himself with the mark of a slave] Worry not. When I meet your owner, I will thank him for the warmth you gave me.


 

Olga of the Birch Forest: Your sheep’s clothing does not disguise you, Northman.
Amleth: What say you, spell speaker?
Olga of the Birch Forest: You wish to be a slave, hide your cunning. Show the shepherd you are a sheep.
Amleth: I’ll show the shepherd his death.

 

'You must choose between kindness for your kin, or hate for your enemies.' - He-Witch (The Northman) Click To Tweet

 

Olga of the Birch Forest: Why would you stow away to such a hellish place? This ground harbors evil.
Amleth: My fate has brought me here. To find what was stolen from me.
Olga of the Birch Forest: And what is that?
Amleth: A mother. A father. A kingdom.
Olga of the Birch Forest: This is your kingdom?
Amleth: The traitor who stole my kingdom fled here when another king took it from him. I will leave when I’m done with him.


 

Olga of the Birch Forest: I am Olga of the Birch Forest. And I too vow to escape this island.
Amleth: Then you must face many foes.
Olga of the Birch Forest: As do you. Would you face them alone? Your strength breaks men’s bones. I have the cunning to break their minds.


 

Gunnar: [as they’re working their farm ] It’s slave work. You’re the chieftain. It’s your temple, and I’m the heir to this holy chiefdom.
Fjölnir The Brotherless: No man knows if he will celebrate next yuletide as a king or as a slave. Best to be prepared for both. And to stave off the latter, the least you can do is show your slaves you’re as strong as they are.
Gunnar: But no one’s watching us.
Fjölnir The Brotherless: Go fetch us some whey. Think on what I said.


 

Thórir The Proud: Never look me in the eye, slave.
Fjölnir The Brotherless: Well, I wonder what they call a beast like you in the Land of Rus.
Amleth: I am Björnulfr.
Fjölnir The Brotherless: By name alone, you can tell he’s as strong as a bear. But if you’re as untrustworthy as a wolf, I swear I’ll put you down myself.


 

Amleth: I will avenge you, Father. I will save you, Mother. I will kill you, Fjölnir.

 

'Evil begets evil.' - Fjölnir The Brotherless (The Northman) Click To Tweet

 

Olga of the Birch Forest: Did you find it? What you lost? In the house today, was it there?
Amleth: That, and more. It’s a nightmare.
Olga of the Birch Forest: Then you must wake up.
Amleth: It’s their nightmare.


 

Olga of the Birch Forest: [to Amleth] If you lose me, will you come and look for me too? Will you?


 

He-Witch: Sit, Amleth, son of Aurvandil.
Amleth: Did our hen-eating friend tell you of me?
He-Witch: [as he reveals the decapitated head of Heimir] No. One much more talkative. An old fool.
Amleth: Poor Heimir.


 

He-Witch: [referring to Heimir] He speaks of days past and days yet to come. Fjölnir cut out his tongue, plucked out his eyes before killing him, but I made him ones anew.
Amleth: Kind friend. Know that I will avenge you too.
He-Witch: I fear you must address me. Alas, I made him no new ears.


 

He-Witch: You are still a beast cloaked in man-flesh.
Amleth: Speak, witch.
He-Witch: So be it, slave!


 

Amleth: I seek the weapon the Norns of Fate chose for my revenge.
Heimir The Fool: Hear me. Forged by the deadliest war-smiths ever to crawl from under the great worm’s belly. A sword of the most secretive rare iron, bound with bone of the jötnar. Weightless in its owner’s hand, yet like a dragon’s fang, its bite can never be dulled, never broken nor bent. Its blade could only be quenched in human blood. It is a battle flame like none other. Its name, Draugr. The Undead. It is fated.

 

'We cannot escape our fate.' - Amleth (The Northman) Click To Tweet

 

He-Witch: Yet, difficult is the sword’s nature, for it can only be unsheathed in the dark of night, or else at Hel’s black gates.
Amleth: The Gates of Hel. There will my sword be just. I will enjoy feeding Draugr till then in everlasting night.
He-Witch: Then shall you also enjoy the moment when you must choose between kindness for your kin, or hate for your enemies.
Amleth: That is nothing. My heart knows only revenge.


 

Amleth: Thank the Norns that the woman’s tide is the only blood that runs in your house tonight, coward. I am a fool. It was foretold that I would slay my father’s killer in a burning lake. Till that day comes, I will torment the man who made my life a hell. Now sleep well, night blade. Yes, we thirst for vengeance, but we cannot escape our fate.


 

Amleth: Last night, I saw him with you.
Olga of the Birch Forest: Then you know Fjölnir’s touch will not linger on me when I leave this island.
Amleth: You marked him well. And I have found the cold iron that will strike him down.
Olga of the Birch Forest: When will you do it?
Amleth: When I must. For now, I will haunt this farm like a hungry corpse returned from the grave. Fjölnir thinks Amleth is long dead.
Olga of the Birch Forest: Yes, but what of your mother?
Amleth: She will revel in Fjölnir’s anguish. She only feigns her love to protect their child. When I free her, I will bring the boy if I must.


 

Gunnar: [to Amleth, as the slaves are playing Knattleikr] You’re shaming our family’s name!

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Thórir The Proud: [to Amleth] You showed yourself brave and loyal. When we return to the farm, certain privileges will be granted you. Your work will be less burdensome. You will command others burden. And, Björnulfr, as a reward for winning us the game, I’ll let you choose a woman for yourself. Even that Slav b**ch I’ve seen you eyeing. Father found her too unyielding. But know that we will never make you a free man. The stench of a lowborn slave cannot escape him.


 

Olga of the Birch Forest: You found me.
Amleth: Were you lost?
Olga of the Birch Forest: Only if you were searching for me.


 

Amleth: [after they’ve made love] What do you do?
Olga of the Birch Forest: Here, where the threads of fate have bound us together, embraced beneath the trees, here I speak with the earth.
Amleth: What does she tell you?
Olga of the Birch Forest: How to reach your mother. My Earth magic will stoke the flames of your sword.
Amleth: Tomorrow night, you and I will begin this nightmare, and bring Fjölnir’s life to chaos.


 

Amleth: [as he starts killing Fjölnir’s men] Fear not. You’re the first of many.


 

Thórir The Proud: [as he finds the slaughtered bodies of their men] Oh, I will find who did this. I will find them, and I will tear out their eyes! And I will tear out their tongues! They will all sup in Hel!


 

Amleth: I am your son.
Queen Gudrún: Amleth? You live still?
Amleth: A life of death. Yet I swore to survive till this moment. Tomorrow, I shall finish my deeds in honor. Only then will I discover whether living is to my liking.


 

Amleth: I am come to avenge King Aurvandil, to choke my traitorous uncle in his death-blood, and to free you.
Queen Gudrún: I see you have inherited your father’s simpleness.
Amleth: What say you?
Queen Gudrún: I never mourned him.
Amleth: You were his queen.


 

Queen Gudrún: [referring to Aurvandil] His affections were only for silver and rutting his w**res. I know not if he had heart enough to love you.
Amleth: Silence.
Queen Gudrún: He was a coward feigning to be a king. He was nothing. He was just another proud, lust-stained slaver.
Amleth: Hold your tongue!


 

Amleth: You spit in the face of your dead husband.
Queen Gudrún: Yet his brother, his fine brother. A b****rd has no shame of himself, nor his trade. Your uncle loved me, though he knew well my past.


 

Queen Gudrún: Amleth. Even now, you believe the fairy tale I told you is true? “A noble bride hailing from the land of Brittany.” I never began as his bride. How easily we all become princesses again when the beasts take us for their wives. Yes. You were forced upon your mother. Gunnar was received freely with love.


 

Queen Gudrún: And know you this. It was I who begged on my knees for Fjölnir to kill King Aurvandil. I pressed my lips upon his strong, sweet hand. I kissed it, and I begged. And so this day would never come, Fjölnir ordered your death, along with your own mother’s blessing.
Amleth: But I saw it. I saw Fjölnir carrying you away, screaming.
Queen Gudrún: Screaming? I was laughing.


 

Queen Gudrún: Now that you are here, what do we do?
Amleth: I should kill you and all that is dear to you.
Queen Gudrún: But you love me. A son loves his mother, and a mother loves her son. And you saved your brother’s life. You. You love. You love. None but me knows who you are. And you are so hot for revenge, child born of savagery. If you kill Fjölnir, if you kill Thórir, and if you are so untamed as to kill my Gunnar, you would be my new king, Amleth, and together we will rule.


 

Queen Gudrún: [after she kisses Amleth as if to seduce him] Your taste and your mind reek of your foul father! You should have joined him in death!
Amleth: Your words are poison!
Queen Gudrún: I am your death!


 

Amleth: [referring to Gudrún] She’s as evil as Fjölnir. I will destroy him and all that she loved. I will become a hailstorm of iron and steel. I will have my vengeance, and more.
Olga of the Birch Forest: Then what must we do now?
Amleth: I must take to the hills. My mother discovered who I am. Soon everyone will.
Olga of the Birch Forest: I’ll go with you.
Amleth: No. They cannot know you are part of this.


 

Amleth: Come morning, they will hunt for me.
Olga of the Birch Forest: Why? You killed her?
Amleth: I would not kill a woman. Not even her. Thórir met his end by my fury.
Olga of the Birch Forest: Well, good riddance. Tomorrow night, you will return and kill Fjölnir?
Amleth: If the Norns of Fate allow it. And whatever happens tomorrow, be ready to run.
[Olga kisses him]


 

Fjölnir The Brotherless: [referring to Thórir] His heart. It’s taken his heart! What evil is this?! What evil eats the hearts of brave young men?!


 

Queen Gudrún: He is here. The progeny of Aurvandil lives still. I fear he was led here by the raven-spirit of your dead brother.
Fjölnir The Brotherless: It’s not possible.
Queen Gudrún: Think. He’s killed your men. He has murdered your eldest son. And he will not rest till you lie cold in the ground and our own Gunnar lies slain beside you. It is Amleth.


 

Queen Gudrún: [to Fjölnir] No god can help you with this task. You must discover my son and kill him with your own hands. Let my words be the whetstone to your biting rage, for the mischief of last night was not the work of one man. Find the slaves who ally with him. Find them!


 

Olga of the Birch Forest: [as Fjölnir ‘s about to kill her] I see you’re no longer afraid of a woman’s blood.
Fjölnir The Brotherless: You. Of course it is you.
Amleth: Fjölnir! Let her alone! I offer you your son’s heart in exchange for her life! I am Amleth the Bear-Wolf! Son of King Aurvandil War-Raven! And I am his vengeance!


 

Fjölnir The Brotherless: [to Amleth] In the end, you’re just like your father. Evil begets evil.


 

Amleth: [as he’s being tortured by Fjölnir] You cannot kill me. Even if you were to strike me with your sword, it would not bite. It is not my time. I will die in battle.


 

Amleth: Ódinn the All-Father will vanquish your god of erections. Fear him.
Fjölnir The Brotherless: Silence! I will come back for your heart. And your mother and I will eat it.


 

Amleth: Ódinn, let the Valkyrja, your warrior maiden, fly me to your shining gates.


 

Fjölnir The Brotherless: My hour of grief has passed. The time of wrath-kindled revenge is upon us!
[he then finds Amleth has escaped]


 

Amleth: This is not Valhöll?
Olga of the Birch Forest: I did not carry you that far. I am no Valkyrja. The dreams of your afterlife must wait. Besides, I’m not done with you yet.


 

Amleth: My fate brought me to Iceland to carry out my pledge of vengeance. But my fate did not ready me for finding you.
Olga of the Birch Forest: I thought I must always shield my heart in stone. I could not think I would open it to a Northman. You sacrificed yourself that I could flee.
Amleth: And you came back for me.


 

Amleth: I have never felt close to another person. Not since I was a child.
Olga of the Birch Forest: I curse your mother’s evil.
Amleth: She murdered my past.
Olga of the Birch Forest: Could it not be that your Norns of Fate have spun another thread for you to follow?
Amleth: What do your earth gods tell you?
Olga of the Birch Forest: That wherever I go, I must take you with me.


 

Amleth: I have kinsmen in Orkney. We could find safe passage there. Together.
Olga of the Birch Forest: Yet I cannot truly believe that you have extinguished your fire for vengeance.
Amleth: Hate is all I have ever known. But I wish I could be free of it.
Olga of the Birch Forest: That is for you to choose. Let us find our future.


 

Amleth: [as he kisses Olga’s wound, he has a vision of their twins] My family’s blood. My own blood is inside you. You are the well our dynasty will spring from.
Olga of the Birch Forest: I did not wish you to know until I could trust that our child would be safe.
Amleth: While Fjölnir lives, our children will never be safe. If he but knew of this, he would hunt you with all the fire of the gods. It cannot wait.
Olga of the Birch Forest: Stop this. There is now a living thread that binds us.
Amleth: I was a fool. I wished to flee with you from my fate.


 

Amleth: My vision shows me you will have two. And my sword will save them.
Olga of the Birch Forest: But you must come with us. You must!
Amleth: It was prophesied that I must choose between kindness for my kin, and hate for my enemies.
Olga of the Birch Forest: And see what hope we have before us.
Amleth: [after she kisses him] I choose both.


 

Amleth: [to Olga] You will be mother to a king! We cannot escape our fate.


 

Amleth: [to Fjölnir’s soldier] The cub you once hunted ate of your nose. Now the wolf is grown. He hungers for the rest.


 

Fjölnir The Brotherless: [after Amleth kills Gudrún and Gunnar] I will meet you at the Gates of Hel.
Amleth: At the Gates of Hel, you will find me.
Fjölnir The Brotherless: And there you will die by the hand that killed your father.


 

Amleth: [as he comes upon Gudrun and Gunnar’s bodies] Slain by iron, we shall all meet again in the stronghold of the All-Father.


 

Amleth: [in Old Norse] I will avenge you. I will honor our blood. I will cut the thread of Fate.


 

Amleth: My blood will live on! Valhöll awaits!
[at volcano Hekla he fights and decapitates Fjölnir as Fjölnir stabs him in the heart]


 

Olga of the Birch Forest: [as Amleth is dying, he sees a vision of Olga with their twins] The thread that binds us can never break. We are safe. Now make your passage.
[then we see a valkyrie spirit taking Amleth to Valhalla]

 


 

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