The Best The Last Kingdom, Season 4, Episode 6 Quotes

- Stay back!
- Lord, stay back! It's the sickness.
- They're dying of the sickness!

- You can smell it on the air.
- They're burning bodies.
- It means the fever is just fields away.
- Lady, no one has passed by for hours.
- They've probably closed the roads to contain the sickness.
- Uhtred will have gone on ahead to ceaster.
- We should do the same.

- Will he return?
- I doubt I will see him alive again.
- It is over for us.

Uhtred: Do we stop?
- No. Edward and his men will be half a day behind us at most.
- We must move faster to have any chance.

- The ealdormen have ordered that the gates be held closed.
- There is sickness here.
- Speak to my son.
- Of course, but I'm sure he'll not want you to be harmed.
- In fact, he might wish that you quit mercia altogether.
- Tell him I survived the swamps of athelney and am unafraid of the sickness.

- You are trying to protect her.
- Perhaps I should have accepted it all with good grace.
- I was married young and I survived.
- Lady, your husband wished you dead.
- Maybe that's what royal husbands do.
- Maybe that's what I should have been preparing aelfwynn for.

- Come, I've alerted the man that protects you.
- He's outside the window.
- And I have pledged to protectae/fi/I/ynn on the dangerous road that lies ahead.
- Stiorra, get the children on the cart.
- We head north towards ceaster!
- Destiny is all!

- Come here, bitch!
- You see this? It belonged to cnut himself.
- No, it did not... you lying turd.
[Men raucously] Oh!
- Throw the Danish whore in the pit!

- Head over that Ridge. Go!
Eadith: Come, aelfwynn!
Uhtred: Faster!
- Come, aelfwynn!
- Quick!
- Help the children! Don't look back.
- Keep moving.
- We're not going to outrun them, father!

- Hey! Good morning, Princess.
- Anyone who shits liquid will be left behind.

- Lady, please...
- I do not want to be involved in any more plans to deceive the king.
- Except this one.
- I am not concerned about Edward.
- He seems to have come to his senses, at last.
- But why has my daughter taken leave of hers?

- Follow us. We go north.
- Join them.
- No, we'll miss aelfwynn.
- Lady, do not be foolish. The sickness takes all, regardless of rank.
- I would rather be foolish than abandon my child.
- Do not ask again.

- Come on.
- Lady aethelflaed is not coming.
- Let's go, not wait for the foul air to catch us.
- Lord, I promised her
- I would send you to meet her.
- On horseback, she must have been here first.
- She would have gone on to ceaster as agreed we move.

- Stop crying! I cannot bear it!
- Be kind.
- She wants her mother.
- We survived without a mother.
- You must be stronger. Be grateful.
- Better this than being wed to an old man.

- We're running out of time, lord king.
- Tempers are fraying.
- Father pyrlig, how do the preparations proceed?
- Forgive me, but we should delay all ceremonies.
- They say the sickness is coming.
- People are abandoning their villages.
- It ravages worse than any Dane invader.
- We have to protect aegelesburg.

- How have you strayed so far?
- Forging an alliance with mercia is everything.
- I did not intend to harm any child.
- But children should not be dragged into politics, Edward. We know this.
- The ones that are...
- Well, we know they rarely survive.

- God wants us to right the wrongs done to mercia.
- Nevertheless,
- I will be betrothed to the child, and I will succeed the throne.
- If it is so certain, why is it not yet done?
- I think the king conceals something and lies to us.
- So, we will wait for our moment.

Aethelstan: How much longer?
Stiorra: Again and I will not reply.
Uhtred: It is right at the end of this field.
- We should be able to see the cross any moment.

- The lady warrior, putting her strength to good use, I see.
- To think men died to defeat you.
- I wouldn't give you the satisfaction.
- You smell of shit.

- It is you who are the great warrior, brother.
- What will you do now the fight is over?
- I'm going on a pilgrimage...
- And you can rule from the fortress in my absence.
- Play king for a while. You deserve it.
- You fought valiantly.
- Come on!

- You are kinder than your reputation, lord.
- Lady aethelflaed is lucky you serve her.
- I do not serve her.
- But I owe her my respect.
- I never sought to disrespect her, only protect my brother.
- And did he protect you in return?
- You know the answer to that.

- Pay every craftsman in the country to finish the job that that bastard king offa of mercia started centuries ago.
- A barrier between us and the saxons!
- And, in honor of our delicious friend here, I swear...
- The Saxon pigs will never set another foot in our beautiful land!
- Eat!

- Besides, for now, burgred has no men to fight for him.
- Do not provide him with a readymade fyrd.
- I agree.
- Shut the gates!
- Shut the gates!
- Close the gates!
- Get the gates closed!

- Lord, we should not do this.
- If she found us, so will they.
- Are you good with children?
- Not really.
- Excellent, neither are we.
- We go back!

- Do as I say!
- Do not threaten your own men!
- Enough talk.
- If she lies...
- Let us see what you bear around your neck.
- Now.

- Lord, if you make an exception for your mother, you will be seen as overruling mercian wishes.
- Tell them to open the gates.
- I cannot speak in the king's name.
- That would be to over-reach myself.
- The ealdormen are overruled!
- Open the gate immediately!

- Alfred used us to hurt father.
- Yes, but at least he led us to a Christian path.
- You perhaps.
- What heathen gave you that?
- None, I made it myself.
- As I say, I taught myself many things.
- My blood on this rune is to protect us on our journey.

- Anyone here could have warned you of that.
- Eardwulf has gone to find aelfwynn?
- Yes.
- You assured me he would do as we requested.
- I asked him to remain.
- He is a man of action, not a man of politics.
- In future, advise me better in whom we place our trust.

- Stay back!
- Dear god.
- We can swim through.
- No. I'd rather face them and die now.
- I'm not sweating and shitting in three days' time.
- I want to try. I am not ready to die.
- No, stiorra!

- Protect the children with your lives.
- When the fighting kicks off, run like hell toward the trees, wee man.
- I want it back.
- Are you ready, sister warrior?
- She's ready.
- Please don't let them kill my mother!
Eardwulf: Seize the child!

[Screams] No! No! Father!
- Lord!
- Go back! Stay back! The road is closed!
[Beggar] Let go!
- Move!
- Stop there!

- If wessex is incapable, we'll find the fugitives ourselves.
- This many people on the road, someone must have seen them.
- We'll soon find them, commander.
- Lord ludeca.
- I've heard news. There's sickness.
- Yes?
- It is spreading across mercia.
- Thank you. Let's go.

- I don't know about true warriors.
- It is strange to spend so much time with men and not be seen as a thing to be used.
- Well, if you're offended, I can always...
- I am not offended.
- Build the walls of Winchester.
- We've picked up a trail, commander.

- It is lord aethelred's. It has his seal!
- You cannot deny it.
- Save yourself before these men kill you.
- Flee to francia, brother!
- You're safe now.

- Where is she?
- Where's lady aelswith? And who helped her?
- Who betrayed us?

- Go on.
- Let me talk to him.
- Go on.
- How long have we been on the road, lord?
- Two days?
- And no sight of Edward's men.
- They do not know the land up here, lord.
- Children need their rest.
- Worried about your father's grandchildren, osferth? Huh?

- Sometimes...
- I think the path of the warrior is my way to Valhalla.
- Sometimes I do not know.
- Does your god watch over you?
- I look for signs that he does.
- But I rarely see them.

- They're getting closer!
- Keep moving!
- Run! Come on!

- Then uhtred has compelled her.
- It appears not.
- Then she's gone mad with grief.
- And is this known by the people?
- Obviously not. Nor will it be.
- But your father will see it.
- From above. Alfred will see it and feel despair.

- We have no fear of it!
- It only takes sinners!
- Is that true?
- Move, I'm getting out of the bad air!
- I'm not risking the sickness.
- I will double the reward of every man who chooses to stay!

- Brochfael of gwent has not smiled once.
- Envy. Your victory is his loss, brother.
- Hm, perhaps.
- Perhaps the spoils are a little galling to him.

- until Edward has sworn he will not harm her.
- You will tell him what kind of a man he trusted.
- So, we fight for peace, lord... again.
- We cannot let them turn on each other.
- We do it?
- We do it.

- This is a good place.
- We rest here for the night.
Eadith: You can sleep now.