[high-pitched rewind whine] [projector humming] i grew up as a big-headed baby in seattle, moved to nicaragua when i was three, made friends with parrots and sloths. moved back to washington state when i was five, learned to play the bassoon. moved to illinois and joined the drama club, and eventually, i landed in los angeles as dunder mifflin s assistant to the regional manager. - please welcome rainn wilson. - rainn wilson. - yet for all my success, my wife and son, whom i love, a nice house, people tattooing my face on their feet. [beeping, whirring] [sighs] you d think i d be happier. [upbeat music] but like so many others, i struggle. to find fulfillment. amy. to find true joy. i need to be honest with you all. it s just i ve been going through a really hard time recently on a number of different levels, and i ve been feeling a little bit low, a little bit less than, a little depressed and humbled and lost these days. and so i ve churned through countless thera
- oh, an axe, please. - oh, yep. - while exploring 1,100 years of ridiculously graphic icelandic bloodshed? [dramatic music] - wow. - yeah, so this is all pretty amazing. - the saga museum is a lot like it s a small world. but instead of animatronic children singing in harmony. [quirky music] it s a bunch of murderous vikings hacking off each other s limbs. oh, here s another guy chopping another guy. i m going to just stay here. - oh, that s beautiful. - when some tourists come by, i m gonna scare the shit out of them. did the early settlers who came from norway, i assume - and british isles. why did they come here? - yeah. why? - nobody knows. - there is no word for history in icelandic. instead, they have sagas, which just means stories.