Warning: full spoilers for the film's structure and reversals.
The premise is a trap. Anker leaves prison after fourteen years for armed robbery believing one task remains: retrieve the money he entrusted to Manfred. Manfred is the only person who knows where it is buried, and he cannot remember. Jensen constructs this as a classic caper engine and then refuses to run it. The expected trajectory — the brothers return to the childhood home, locate the suitcase, finally air fifteen years of mutual grievance, reconcile and disappear together with the cash — is explicitly not what the film delivers. Critics identified this denial as the film's central structural move.
The first swerve: the psychiatric institution. The search is derailed when a psychiatrist proposes re-forming the Beatles using patients who identify as George, Paul and Ringo — around Manfred, who identifies as John Lennon. This reframes the entire film retroactively. Manfred's forgetting was never a plot obstacle to be overcome; it is the condition the film is actually about. The band scheme takes his identity as a premise to build on rather than a delusion to dismantle, and in doing so models the accommodation the opening fable warned against refusing.
The second swerve: the home is occupied. When the brothers finally reach their remote childhood house, it is not a shrine to the past but an Airbnb, run by a middle-aged couple with their own buried bitterness. The catharsis Anker has been travelling toward has been let to strangers. The couple function as a mirror: two people who have also spent years not saying the thing, showing the brothers their own future if nothing changes.
The prologue pays off as thesis. The opening fairytale — a Viking chieftain requiring every subject to surrender their left arm so that all are equal — is not decoration. It is the standard against which Anker's entire project is judged. His demand that Manfred be reliable, accountable and ordinary is the chieftain's demand in domestic form: level the man down until he fits. The film's real excavation, as one review put it, is of buried baggage rather than buried money — the suitcase is the pretext that keeps two men in the same car long enough to become brothers again.
What becomes clear on reflection: the title does not refer to a warrior. The last Viking is the one who will not surrender his arm — the man whose sense of himself cannot be conquered by consensus, medication or a brother's impatience. The money's fate is secondary by design; the film has spent its runtime training the audience to stop caring about it.
Note: the specific final beat of the film was not detailed in the sources consulted, so it is not reconstructed here.