Ubbe! I wanted to tell you.
Ubbe, this is Jarl Olavsonn.
And his son, Ubbe, has delivered to you.
Ubbe, nobody is with you!
Ubbe, up. Look, this is mistletoe.
Ubbe! I wanted to thank you.
Ubbe treated me like his little faithful dog.
Will my husband, Ubbe, rule Kattegat?
Ubbe renounced them in public!
But Ubbe and Sigurd remain.
Ubbe, you will lead our army.
What are you saying, Ubbe?
Well, then he's dead, Ubbe!
Ubbe. Son of Ragnar Lothbrok.
What then? Well, then he's dead, Ubbe!
Nothing gets past you, Ubbe, huh?
Ubbe, hvitserk, sigurd and ivar.