46 Moments you LEARNED from Kratos | God of War

Slow down, boy. Sorry. You're hunting deer, not chasing it. Yes, father. There it is! Hold! What are you doing?! Now its guard is up! Only fire! Only fire? When I tell you to fire? I'm sorry. Do not be sorry. Be better. Find it. Can I have my bow back now? Can you hit it from here? We should get closer. Father, look! Wait for my mark. Relax. It is simply a target. Steady your aim and breathe. Exhale and release. I got it! It's... still alive. Your knife. No. Finish what you started. I can't. I... not fair. This doesn't help anything. Why did I expect it to be any different now that she's... You lost control. That thing was trying to kill us. It's not like you don't get anger in a fight. Anger can be a weapon. If you control it, use it. You clearly cannot. I haven't been sick in a long time. I'm better now. Go on, then. You want me to hit? I want you to try. What are you... Try. Why are you doing that? Too slow. Try again. Cut it out! Weak! Again! Stop it! Again! You can get lost in it. The battle ahead is difficult. And you, Atreus, are clearly not ready. You've had to kill people before, haven't you? You're used to it. We do what we must to survive. Animals, I get. They're food. Draugr? They're supposed to be dead. But people... They're trying to survive, too. Close your heart to it. On our journey, we will be attacked by all manner of creature. Close your heart to their desperation. Close your heart to their suffering. Do not allow yourself to feel for them. They will not feel for you. I understand. How was that? Did I help? If you want to help, distract them. Whoever is not my focus should be yours, but only when safe to do so. I can do that. Anything else? Space your shots. Speed costs accuracy. Got it. There's the mountain! Let's go! Not yet. It's fine! See? Hang on! Hurry! I'm slipping! Stay calm! Almost there! That wasn't so bad. Slow down. Your haste will cost us. Sorry. More Draugr. But these aren't moving. Are they dead? I mean, more dead? Boy. Not dead! Not dead! That was the last one. Was I better? One more time. Does not matter if you fire only once. Show me control. All these dead. You think it's safe in there? You think it's safer out here? What's that smell? Now! Hey, Hellwalkers. They're untouched. Look! Someone start the fires! Sigmund, your knives! So many days without meat. Meat? Wait, us? Behind me. Just like the others. We'll have to keep them alive. Strip off their meat. We don't have a lot of time. This fight is mine alone. Atreus! Close your heart to it. Listen to me. To be effective in combat, a warrior must not feel for his enemy. The road ahead is long and unforgiving. No place for a boy. You must be a warrior. I understand. You left me to fight alone. I did. People are one thing. Everything else you fight. Until I say stop or we are dead. Understand? Pull your weight or we go home. I understand. Good then. Boy. These tracks. Hmm. A boar maybe? Not sure. But I'll find him. Go. It is important for a warrior to keep his skills sharp. Elbow up. Steady hand. Accuracy over speed. Yes! Do not lose it. Would this help? I dropped it. When you were chasing the animal. What's wrong with me? If I... If I lost it then... You did lose it. I'll take better care of it from now on. Do not touch the water. Why? No wood is under the surface. No. It's pitch black. Then do not touch the water. What does it say? Hmm. Something about an eternal war for the life. I don't get it. If both sides need it. Why not just share it? Greed. You will find it a common cause for war. Uh. This is a lot of bodies. Tell me what you see. Well. They look like men. Not giants. Correct. They use seeking treasure. See the traps? Oh yeah. Lucky for us they set them all off. Be grateful these stay dead. Something. Feels strange up there. We're heading into danger. Do not concern yourself with what might be. Focus on what is. And be vigilant. Yes sir. Whoa! Atreus! I'm fine. Just lost my balance for a moment. You know. For someone so strong you sure worry a lot. It serves me well. And how I keep us alive. I guess. Not a terribly fun way to live though. How was that for fun? I get it. I should worry more. I can't believe we fought a dragon. I was aiming for his eyes. But I kept losing my footing. Do you think this is their hunt? Did they move in after the giants left? Or are they why the giants left? Boy. The air grows thin here. No more questions. Breathe. Oh. Yes. I see. Feels like it wasn't that long ago we were hunting deer. Now we've fought dark elves. And trolls. And ogres. And a dragon. I feel like we could be anything now. We win because we are determined. Disciplined. Not because we feel ourselves superior. Sure. I know. It's just... It feels good to be strong. You know? Yes. I know. The summit! We're so close now! Your quiver. The strap broke when we fought the dragon. It's alright. I can hold it. Stop. A broken quiver will slow your draw. Pain we endure. Faulty weaponry we do not. This will do for now. Good. Steady, boy. Mind your footing. Looks like the reavers made it inside. I hope they didn't take all the treasure. Just some stupid pots. And draugr. No magical treasure. And no woodstone. Keep your expectations low, boy. And you will never be disappointed. They caught you off guard. I wasn't expecting them. Exactly. Be ready! I was ready for them this time. I saw. So I should keep my expectations low, but always expect an attack? It is a delicate balance. Expect the worst. Assume nothing. And always anticipate an attack. Sure is a lot to remember. Curse the Dwarf King. Bane of mankind. Sounds like he wasn't a very good king. I wonder why they hated him so much. They are dead now. Does it matter? No. I'm just curious. Curiosity is dangerous, boy. Stay focused. Uh, father? You may want to see this. Looks like that lover over there will free him. He will attack. I know, but it feels wrong to keep something caged like this. Your emotions again, boy? You can't hear their thoughts. I can. Ignore them. And ready yourself. Okay. What is the beast thinking now? Well, nothing. But he was grateful to die in battle, instead of rotting in a cage. Your skill is improving. You fought well, Atreus. Thank you, father. On that severed hand! Attached to the Soul Eater. Well, we know what happened to Invari now. We can just go tell Brock. I don't need to fight it. Right? No. We will fight it. But why? Because you are frightened of it. You are stronger than you know. Seriously? How did this one captain lead so many men? He had their loyalty. So they followed. And then they all died. He must have been a bad leader. Why do you think that? Well, he led all these men to their deaths. True. But these men chose to follow. Even good leaders make poor choices. The best take responsibility for them. Remember this. Father? Why did you really want to help the spirit? You need the experience. I've had plenty of experience fighting these things. What's the real reason? This man inspired loyalty. He took responsibility for his mistakes. And he was determined to fix them. These are good lessons for you. Yes. Oh. My... My men are... They roam no longer. That's right. We kill... We laid them all to rest. I see. So even in death... I am a failure. But in life you were honorable. Strong-willed. And you inspired loyalty. These are good qualities. Aren't they, boy? Yeah. I couldn't believe how many men followed you here. I... Thank you for your kindness. May your journey have a more pleasant end... Than mine. Well... You're right. You didn't seem very satisfied. I guess you never really get over losing ones you care about. So. What's the plan of yours? Can you guess it? Knowing you, it doesn't involve standing around here. Correct. But how do we move forward? Are we heading into that building? Yes. You think there's something inside that'll help us break the ice and get to the chisel tip? No. Hmm. I'll keep thinking. Why are we going up when what we need is all the way down there? Think. Well... The chisel tip is under thick layers of ice. So melting it won't work. Correct. And there weren't any shattered crystals nearby for me to shoot. So that's not an option. Correct. I'd just leave smashing the ice. We need something ridiculously heavy to... Oh... I get it now. Good. We have collected the rest of your woman's corpse, Spirit. Show us this magic you have promised. Ah... My sweet Gulvig. Whole again. Rise, dear Gulvig. Awaken, O powerful Gulvig! She says she'll honor our request. And reunite us? Okay. You were right. Alright. Say it. I told you so. You are naive, foolish boy. This is true as well. But do not take your disappointment out on me, boy. Take it as a lesson. Yes, sir. Boy. Yeah? Mixing metals from my home and from this land. One for myself. One for you. Today is that day. So I'm a man now. Like you? No. We are not men. We are more than that. The responsibility is far greater. You must be better than me. Understand? Say it. I will be better. The power of this weapon, any weapon, comes from here. But only when tempered by this. By the discipline. The self-control of the one who wields it. That is where the true strength of a warrior lies. You must never forget that. So what? Excited to finally see the land of the giants? Yeah. But also sad the journey is almost over. Oh. What if we get to Jotunheim and... there aren't any giants there either? Makes little difference to us. Fulfilling your mother's wish is what is important. Ah! Don't go anywhere. Be with you in two shakes. Father, can I tell him? No. Tell me what? Did you put this wheel in your mouth? Oh, God. I'll vomit. I'm not kidding. I'll throw up on it. It is nothing. A family matter. Oh. I can tell you a thing or two about family matters. Let me guess. Your brother isn't as talented as you. And his work is junk. Um, those things are accurate. Your point? It's all you ever talk about. Over and over. Do something about it or shut up already. I see. Yeah! We're sick of hearing about little people's little problems. Um. All right. I've heard a little. Let's have a look at your gear then. Why did you speak to the dwarf like that? Aren't you sick of hearing about him and his brother? Of course. But it serves nothing to make an enemy of him. He should know the truth. Even if it hurts. It was needless and unkind. Truth is more important than kindness. Your mother would disagree. She wasn't a god. Why don't you let me carry her up from here? No. Why not? We're almost there. You know I can handle it. Can you? After the way you spoke of her, I questioned that. What? That she wasn't a god? She was better than a god. You shall not dishonor her. Fine. Carry her yourself. Thor! Blame me. Me. For what you did to Magni. My own father called me a coward. Looks like you did more than that. Move it! Or I'll pick up where he left off! I'll kill you. He is beaten. Not worth killing. He should pay for what he said about Mother. I said no. But we're gods. We can do whatever we want. That's what I said to your mother. Right before I gave it to her. This is a much better knife than Mother's. My wishes. You lost control. Haven't you been teaching me to kill? I've been teaching you to survive. We are gods, boy. And that makes us a target. From now until the end of days, you are marked. So I teach you to kill, yes. But in defense of yourself. Never as an indulgence. Nobody cared about him anyways. What's the difference? There are consequences to killing a god! Why? How do you know? Watch your tone, boy. Forever. You will listen to me and not speak a word. I am your father. And you, boy, are not yourself. You are too quick to temper. You are rash, insubordinate, and out of control. This will not stand. You will honor your god you have chosen. It is not too late. This discussion is far from over. We are here because of you, boy. Never forget that. Why did the Dwarf King want this armor so badly? What's so special about it? There are many legends behind the Devay Grathikar. A suspicious amount of legends. Which makes confirming anything about this particular armor difficult. But the one constant among them is the ability of the armor to offer ultimate protection. A useful attribute for an unpopular king, you see. Yet this plagued land is all that remains of him. This is why you do not trust legends, boy. Well, what can you trust? Yourself. Your eyes. Your instincts. Blind trust in a legend is a gamble. And rarely does it pay off. If you say so. I wonder what this place looked like in better times. Conan's guard was a beautiful land in its heyday. Before the Dwarf King's obsession poisoned his mind. How could he let that happen? The Dwarf blindly trusted in the legend and pursued it without thought to the consequences. This is the result. Trust is a gamble. Like you said. And the Dwarf King lost. You did it. You sealed all three of the Realm Tears. How do you feel? Like my fingers are about to fall off. You have come a long way, Atreus. This was no easy feat. You should feel pride. I do. Thank you, father. Brothers, I know what I promised. But in case this doesn't work, just remember. Tyr had good cause to create these obstacles. He's kept Jotunheim out of Odin's reach, but the world is hardly at peace. No, but it's got hope. We're all working together now. We have unity. That's what the rune on the door to this place was telling us. We're on Tyr's path. See that, Mimir? Nobody can do all this alone. All these obstacles are just chances to prove we're the ones who can beat them. We may argue. Me and father. You and Freya. Brock and Sindri. But when we all work together, we do make a good team. And that's Tyr's test. That's why we're going to make it to Jotunheim. Do you hear that, brother? Lad's found his equilibrium. What's that mean? He means you speak wisely, Atreus. And that is good to hear. Freya, he chose this. Atreus, I will rain down every agony, every violation imaginable upon you. I will parade your cold body from every corner of every realm and feed your soul to the vilest filth in hell! That is my promise! He saved your life! He robbed me of everything! Everything! You were just an animal. Passing on your cruelty and rage, you will never change! And you do not know me. I know enough. Does he? Boy, listen close. I am from a land called Sparta. I made a deal with a god that cost me my soul. I killed many who were deserving. And many who were not. I killed my father. That was your father in hell. Is this what it is to be a god? Is this what it always ends? Sons killing their mothers? Their fathers? No. We will be the gods. Who I was is not who you will be. We must be better. Guess we are the bad guys now. In her eyes, yes. But she could never make that choice. We should finish this journey while I still have strength. I don't understand. I know saving her was the right thing. But she seemed all evil at the end. Not evil. You killed her son, lad. Her son. The death of a child is not something a parent gets over easily. But he was going to kill her. She would have died to see him live. I understand. So you'd let me kill you? If it meant you would live. Yes. Look, there was no easy choice. For anybody, brother. But I think we can all agree you did the right thing. The world's a better place with Freya in it. Just give her time, lads. She'll come around. So, why'd you want to name me Atreus? I know it can't be for a god. No. He was a soldier. A Spartan. A great warrior? All Spartans are great warriors. We trained from birth. Our lives were discipline, duty, battle, and death. Life was grim. And we greeted it grimly. But Atreus of Sparta was unlike the rest of us. He wore a smile even in the worst of times. He was happy. He inspired us to hope. That though we were machines of war, yet there was humanity in us. Goodness. When the day came for him to lay down his life in battle, his sacrifice saved countless others and turned the tide in our favor. I carried him home on his shield and buried him with all the honors of Spartan custom. His memory was a comfort in dark times. Wow, you actually told a good story. Oh, you missed it.