- Bjorn Lothbrok: I learned from my father the only way to tell if something is real, is to sail there.
- Helga: We think you will soon have boats ready to take you to the Mediterranean Sea.
- Floki: [Scoffs] If it exists.
- Bjorn Lothbrok: Of course, it exists.
- Floki: [Referring to the map that Bjorn has treasured and studied for years] It's just a map, Bjorn. Marks on a paper. A child could have drawn it. How can we know it's real?
- Bjorn Lothbrok: I learned from my father. The only way to tell if something is real... is to sail there. I hope you'll come with me, Floki.
- Floki: [Looking outraged] Are you joking? The lure of an imaginary land. Traveling somewhere that doesn't exist?
- [Then smiling]
- Floki: Of course, I'm coming.
- Floki: Rollo! Betrayer of the gods and all the sacred things in Midgard. Come here, you snake. Come me way and let my axe slake its thirst on your blood! Come to Floki. Come to Floki, you bastard, I am waiting.
- Rollo: [Rallying the French to do battle against the Vikings] All of my life and all of your lives have come to this point. There is nowhere else to be but here. Nowhere else to live or die but here. To be here now is the *only* thing that matters. So, gather yourselves. Gather all of your strength, all of your sweetness into an iron ball. For we will attack again and again until we reach and overcome their king or die in the attempt! We will attack! Attack! Attack! Blow the horns! Beat the drums! And have courage! For there will be no turning back. Only victory! Or death!