– I wish I knew who you really are.
– Ah, you know who I really am, Hvitserk. I’m your crippled brother. You used to pull me on a sledge through the streets of Kattegat.
“What are you doing?”
“Wait and I’ll show you”
I do not want to meet you face-to-face in battle.
I do not want to have to kill you.
You’re my little brother.