How to Train Your Dragon (film)

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How to Train Your Dragon is a 2010 animated film, loosely based on the children's novel by Cressida Cowell. The film focuses on a Viking village called Berk, the inhabitants of which fight a never-ending war with multiple varieties of dragon, until the chieftan's misfit son, Hiccup, accidentally captures one and ends up befriending it.

Dialogue[edit]

Stoick: I said, stop the fight!
[slams hammer against the Arena railing, agitating the Nightmare]
Stoick: Out of my way!
Hiccup: Aaah!
Astrid: Hiccup! Hiccup!
[enter the ring]
Stoick: This way!
Hiccup: [voice-over] My name's Hiccup. Great name, I know. But it's not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls. As if our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that.
Viking: [roars in Hiccup's face; cheery] Mornin'!

Gobber: Oh, nice of you to join the party! I thought you'd been carried off.
Hiccup: What, who, me? No, come on; I'm way too muscular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all... [flexing] this.
Gobber: Well, they need toothpicks, don't they?

Hiccup: Aw, come on! Let me out, please! I need to make my mark!
Gobber: Oh, you've made plenty of marks. All in the wrong places!
Hiccup: Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon, my life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date!
Gobber: You can't lift a hammer. You can't swing an axe. You can't even throw one of these! [holds up a set of bolas, which a Viking snatches and throws at a Gronckle]
Hiccup: Okay, fine. But this... [gestures to a catapult invention] will throw it for me. [touches the machine and it goes off, firing a set of bolas out the window that hits a Viking]
Gobber: Now, this right here... [gestures to Hiccup's invention] ...is what I'm talking about!
Hiccup: It's a... mild calibration issue--
Gobber: Don't--no--Hiccup. If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all... [gestures to all of Hiccup] this.
Hiccup: But you just pointed to all of me!
Gobber: Yes! That's it! Stop being all of you.
Hiccup: [nodding and glaring at Gobber] Ohh...
Gobber: Oh, yes.
Hiccup: [awkwardly, but standing his ground] You-you, sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this much raw... "Viking-ness" contained? THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES!
Gobber: [flatly] I'll take my chances. [tosses him a sword] Sword. Sharpen. Now.
Hiccup: [voice-over] One day I'll get out there. Because killing a dragon is everything around here. A Nadder head is sure to get me at least noticed. Gronkles are tough. Taking down one of those would definitely get me a girlfriend. A Zippleback? Exotic. Two heads, twice the status. And then there's the Monstrous Nightmare. Only the best Vikings go after those. They have this nasty habit of setting themselves on fire.
[A fiery Monstrous Nightmare attacks the catapult crew]
Stoick: Reload! [calmly] I'll take care of this.
Hiccup: [voice-over] But the ultimate prize is the dragon no one's ever seen. We call it the--
Viking 1: NIGHT FURY!
Viking 2: GET DOWN!
[The catapult Stoick and the other men are on suddenly explodes. The Night Fury Toothless, responsible for the explosion, shoots by, barely visible.]
Stoick: [To the other men] JUMP!
Hiccup: [voice-over] This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and [The catapult is blasted once again by Toothless] never misses. No one has ever killed a Night Fury. That's why I'm gonna be the first.

Hiccup: [after making a disaster of the latest dragon raid] ...Okay, but I hit a Night Fury. [Stoick angrily grabs him and drags him away] It's not like the last few times, Dad! I mean, I really actually hit it! You guys were busy, and I had a very clear shot. It went down just off Raven Point. Let's get a search party out there before it--
Stoick: [shouts] STOP! [Hiccup stops, surprised] Just...stop. Every time you step outside, disaster falls! Can you not see that I have bigger problems?! Winter is almost here, and I have an entire village to feed!
Hiccup: [lowers his voice] Well, between you and me, the village could do with a little less feeding, don't you think?
Stoick: This isn't a joke, Hiccup! [sighs] Why can't you follow the simplest orders?
Hiccup: I-I can't stop myself! I see a dragon and I have to just...kill it. You know? It's... who I am, Dad.
Stoick: [sighs] You are... many things, Hiccup. But a dragon killer is not one of them. Get back to the house.

Hiccup: I really did hit one.
Gobber: Sure, Hiccup.
Hiccup: [about his father] He never listens.
Gobber: It runs in the family.
Hiccup: And when he does, it's always with this... disappointed scowl, like someone skimped on the meat in his sandwich. [imitating his father] "Excuse me, barmaid! I'm afraid you brought me the wrong offspring! I ordered an extra-large boy with beefy arms, extra guts, and glory on the side! This here, this is a talking fishbone!"
Gobber: Now, you're thinkin' about this all wrong. It's not so much what you look like. It's what's inside that he can't stand.
Hiccup: [sarcastically] Thank you for summing that up.
Gobber: Look, the point is, stop trying so hard to be something you're not.
Hiccup: I just wanna be one of you guys. [goes inside his house, then goes out the back door, out of his village, to look for Toothless]

Gobber: Trolls exist! They steal your socks. But only the left ones. [mutters] What's with that?

Stoick: When I was a boy...
Gobber: Oh, here we go.
Stoick: My father told me to bang my head against a rock. So I did it! I thought he was crazy, but I didn't question him. And you know what happened?
Gobber: [sarcastically] You got a headache.
Stoick: That rock split in two. It taught me what a Viking can do, Gobber. He can... He can crush mountains, level forests, tame seas! Even as a boy, I knew who I was, what I had to become... Hiccup is not that boy.
Gobber: You can't stop him, Stoick. You can only prepare him. I know it seems hopeless, but the truth is, you won't always be around to protect him. He's going to get out there again. He's probably out there now.

[Hiccup returns home after failing to kill Toothless. He tries to sneak up to his bedroom, but Stoick hears him]
Stoick: Hiccup.
Hiccup: Dad! Uh, I have to talk to you, Dad.
Stoick: I need to speak with you too, son.
[They both take deep breaths and speak at once.]
Hiccup: I've decided I don't want to fight dragons.
Stoick: I think it's time you learned to fight dragons.
Hiccup and Stoick: [beat] What?
Stoick: Uh, you go first.
Hiccup: [kindly] No, no, you go first.
Stoick: Alright. [takes another deep breath] You get your wish. Dragon Training. You start in the morning.
Hiccup: [panicked] Oh, man, I should have gone first! Uh, 'cause I was thinking, you know, we have a surplus of dragon-fighting Vikings. But do we have enough...bread-making Vikings? Or small home repair Vikings?
Stoick: [not paying attention; drops a large battle axe into Hiccup's arms] You'll need this.
Hiccup: I don't wanna fight dragons.
Stoick: [chuckles] Oh, come on. Yes, you do.
Hiccup: Rephrase: Dad, I can't kill dragons!
Stoick: But you will kill dragons!
Hiccup: No, I'm really very extra sure that I won't.
Stoick: It's time, Hiccup.
Hiccup: [desperately] Can you not hear me?!
Stoick: This is serious, son! [takes the axe from Hiccup] When you carry this axe, [returns the axe] you carry all of us with you. Which means you walk like us, you talk like us, you think like us. No more of... [gestures to Hiccup] this.
Hiccup: [sighs] You just gestured to all of me.
Stoick: Deal?
Hiccup: This conversation is feeling very one-sided...
Stoick: Deal?
Hiccup: [sighs; giving in] Deal.

Gobber: WELCOME TO DRAGON TRAINING!
Astrid: No turning back.
[The teens enter the arena and look around in wonder]
Tuffnut: I hope I get some serious burns!
Ruffnut: I'm hoping for some mauling, like on my shoulder or lower back.
Astrid: [wryly] Yeah, it's only fun if you get a scar out of it.
Hiccup: [entering behind the others; unenthusiastic] Yeah, no kidding, right? Pain, love it.
Tuffnut: Oh, great! Who let him in?
Gobber: Let's get started! The recruit who does best will win the honor of killing his first dragon in front of the entire village.
Snotlout: [mockingly] Hiccup already killed a Night Fury, so does that disqualify him, or...?
[Snotlout and the twins snicker]
Tuffnut: Can I switch classes with the cool Vikings?
Gobber: [aside, to Hiccup] Don't worry, you're small and weak. That'll make you less of a target. They'll see you as sick or insane and go after the more Viking-like teens instead. [aloud, to the other teens] Behind these doors are just a few of the many species you will learn to fight! The Deadly Nadder.
Fishlegs: Speed 8, Armor 16.
Gobber: The Hideous Zippleback.
Fishlegs: Plus 11 stealth times 2.
Gobber: The Monstrous Nightmare.
Fishlegs: Firepower 15.
Gobber: The Terrible Terror.
Fishlegs: Attack 8! Venom 12!
Gobber: [irritated] CAN YOU STOP THAT?! And the... Gronckle.
Fishlegs: [whispers to Hiccup] Jaw strength 8.

[The twins grab the same shield]
Tuffnut: Get your hands off my shield!
Ruffnut: There's, like, a million shields!
Tuffnut: Take that one. It has a flower on it. Girls like flowers.
Ruffnut: [hits Tuffnut on the head with the shield] Oops! Now this one has blood on it.

Gobber: All dragons have a limited number of shots! How many does a Gronckle have?
Snotlout: Uh, five?!
'Fishlegs: No, six!
Gobber: Correct! Six! That's one for each of you! [The Gronckle Meatlug blasts Fishlegs' shield] Fishlegs, out.
[Fishlegs runs away, screaming]

[After the first day of Dragon Training]
Gobber: Where did Hiccup go wrong?
Ruffnut: Uh, he showed up?
Tuffnut: He didn't get eaten?
Astrid: He's never where he should be.
Gobber: Thank you, Astrid. You need to live and breathe this stuff. The Dragon Manual. [throws the Dragon Manual on the table] Everything we know about every dragon we know of. [listens to the thunder] No attacks tonight. Hurry up.
Tuffnut: Wait, you mean read?
Ruffnut: While we're still alive?
Snotlout: Why read words when you can just kill the stuff the words tell you stuff about?
Fishlegs: Oh, I've read it like seven times! There's this water dragon that sprays boiling water at your face! [Snotlout, Tuffnut, and Ruffnut stare at him] And-and there's this other one that buries itself for like a week-
Tuffnut: [cuts him off] Yeah, that sounds great. You know, there was a chance I was gonna read that...
Ruffnut: But, now...

(During "Attack" training)
Gobber: Look for its blind spot! Every dragon has one. Find it, hide in it, and strike!
[Tuffnut and Ruffnut huddle in the Deadly Nadder Stormfly’s blind spot]
Ruffnut: Ugh! Do you ever bathe?
Tuffnut: If you don't like it, then just get your own blind spot!
Ruffnut: How about I give you one?!
[Stormfly notices them and breathes fire. They scream and run for cover.]
Gobber: Blind spot, yes. Deaf spot? Not so much.
Hiccup: Hey, hey! So, uh, how would one sneak up on a Night Fury?
Gobber: No one's ever met one and lived to tell the tale. [shouts] Now GET IN THERE!!!
Hiccup: I know, I know, but hypothetically.

[Running from Stormfly, Astrid falls off a wall and lands on top of Hiccup]
Tuffnut: Ooh! Love on the battlefield!
Ruffnut: She could do better.

Gobber: [telling a story] And with one twist, he took my hand and swallowed it whole! And I saw the look on his face. I was delicious! He must have passed the word, because it wasn't a month before another one of them took my leg.
Fishlegs: Isn't it weird to think that your hand was inside a dragon? Like, if your mind was still in control of it, you could have killed the dragon from the inside, by... crushing its heart, or something.
Snotlout: I swear I'm so ANGRY right now! I'll avenge your beautiful hand and your beautiful foot! I'll chop off the legs of every dragon I fight. With my face!
Gobber: Mm-mm-mm, no. It's the wings and the tails you really want. If it can't fly, it can't get away. A downed dragon is a dead dragon.

[Being stalked by a Hideous Zippleback, Barf and Belch]
Fishlegs: Razor-sharp serrated teeth that inject venom for pre-digestion... prefers ambush attack, crushing its victims...
Hiccup: Will you please stop that?!

Gobber: Meet the Terrible Terror!
[From a pet door emerges a small, green dragon about the size of a Chihuahua.]
Tuffnut: Ha! That's like the size of my-- [the Terror leaps onto his face] AAH! OH, GET IT OFF! OH, I AM HURT! I AM VERY MUCH HURT! [The Terrible Terror chases a shiny light created by Hiccup's shield back into the enclosure] [to Astrid, while she glares] Wow, he's better than you ever were.

Stoick: You've been keeping secrets.
Hiccup: I-I have?
Stoick: Just how long did you think you could hide it from me?
Hiccup: I-I don't know what you're...
Stoick: Nothing happens on this island without me hearing about it.
Hiccup: Oh?
Stoick: So let's talk...about that dragon.
Hiccup: Oh, gods... Dad, I'm so sorry, I-I was going to tell you, I just didn't know how to, uh... [Stoick suddenly laughs heartily; Hiccup nervously laughs along] You're... you're not... upset?
Stoick: [still heartily] WHAT? I was hoping for this!
Hiccup: [confused] Uh...You were?
Stoick: And believe me, it only gets better! Just wait 'til you spill a Nadder's guts for the first time! And mount your first Gronckle head on a spear. [Pushes Hiccup in compassion and Hiccup falls down] Oh, WHAT A FEELING! You really had me going there, son! [Hiccup gets up] All those years of the worst Viking Berk has ever seen! [To the sky] Odin, it was rough. [To Hiccup] I almost gave up on you, and all the while, you were holding out on me! [Extremely joyous] OH, THOR ALMIGHTY! [Calms down] Oh! With you doing so well in the ring... [Sits down and scooches closer to Hiccup] we finally have something to talk about.

[During the last day of Dragon Training]
Astrid: Stay out of my way! I'm winning this thing. [runs off]
Hiccup: [after she has already left] Good, please, by all means.
[Stoick smiles and waves at Hiccup, who awkwardly returns the gesture. Astrid approaches Meatlug stealthily]
Astrid: This time. This time, for sure!
[She prepares to attack Meatlug - only to find that Hiccup has somehow already defeated her. The Vikings cheer]
Stoick: [proudly] That's my boy!
Astrid: [furiously, wildly swinging her axe] NO!!! NO!! SON OF A HALF-TROLL, RAT-EATING, MUD-BUCKET!!!
Hiccup: [tries to get away] So, later!
Gobber: Oh-oh, not so fast!
Hiccup: Uh, I'm kind of late for...
Astrid: [livid, jams her axe into his throat] What?! Late for what, exactly?

[After Hiccup stops Toothless from attacking Astrid]
Hiccup: [to Astrid] You just scared him.
Astrid: I scared him?! [pause] Who... is "him?"
Hiccup: Uh, Astrid, Toothless. Toothless, Astrid. [Toothless growls menacingly at her. Astrid stares at the two in disbelief, then runs off to tell the village.] Da, da-da, we're dead! [Toothless shrugs and walks away] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Where do you think you're going?

Astrid: [hanging from a tree branch] Hiccup! Get me down from here!
Hiccup: [pleading] You have to give me a chance to explain!
Astrid: I am not listening to anything you have to say!!
Hiccup: Then I won't speak. Just let me show you. [softer] Please, Astrid.

Hiccup: [Toothless starts to drop] Oh no.
Astrid: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Hiccup: Toothless, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! We need her to LIKE us. [Toothless starts spinning] And now, the spinning. [Deadpan] Thank you for nothing, you useless reptile.

[Hiccup, Astrid, and Toothless return to the cove from the Dragon's Nest after witnessing the Red Death for the first time]
Astrid: No! No, it totally makes sense! It's like a giant beehive. They're the workers, and that's their queen. It controls them. [She dismounts from Toothless' back and runs toward the village] Let's find your dad.
Hiccup: [Also dismounts and stops Astrid] No, no! They'll kill Toothless, no. Astrid, we need to think this through. Carefully.
Astrid: Hiccup, we just discovered the Dragon's Nest. The thing we've been after since Vikings first sailed here! And you want to keep it a secret? To protect your pet dragon? Are you serious?
Hiccup: [looks at her with hardened expression] Yes.
[Astrid looks at him, surprised at his determination; Hiccup looks away]
Astrid: Okay. Then what do we do?
Hiccup: Just give me until tomorrow. I'll figure something out.
Astrid: Okay. [punches Hiccup's arm] That's for kidnapping me. [Hiccup and Toothless exchange confused looks. Astrid leans forward and quickly kisses him on the cheek] That's for... everything else.
Hiccup: [blushingly watches her walk away and Toothless walks beside him giving a smile; stammers] Are you--What are you lookin' at?

[Hiccup is about to step in to fight a Monstrous Nightmare, Hookfang]
Stoick: Well, I can show my face in public again! If anyone had told me that in just a few short weeks, Hiccup would have gone from, well, being, uh...Hiccup...to placing first in dragon training - well, I would have tied him to a mast and shipped him off, for fear he'd gone mad! [laughter] And you know it! But here we are, and no one's more surprised, or more proud, than I am. Today, my boy becomes a Viking! Today, he becomes one of us! [cheering]
Astrid: [appears behind Hiccup] Be careful with that dragon.
Hiccup: [looks nervously up at his father] It's not the dragon I'm worried about.
Astrid: What are you going to do?
Hiccup: Put an end to this. I have to try. Astrid, if something... goes wrong, just make sure they don't find Toothless.
Astrid: I will. Just... promise me it won't go wrong.
Gobber: [appears] It's time, Hiccup. Knock 'em dead.

[Hiccup and Hookfang are face to face. Hiccup drops his knife and shield and reaches out to touch Hookfang. The Vikings start mumbling]
Stoick: What's he doing?
Hiccup: [to Hookfang] It's okay. It's okay. [takes his hat off and throws it aside] I'm not one of them.
[The Vikings gasp in shock]
Stoick: Stop the fight.
Hiccup: No! I need you all to see this. They're not what we think they are. We don't have to kill them.
Stoick: I SAID, STOP THE FIGHT!!! [whacks his hammer on the ring cage railing with a loud clang, which startles Hookfang into attacking Hiccup]

Astrid: It's a mess. You must feel horrible. You've lost everything. Your father, your tribe, your best friend...
Hiccup: Thank you for summing that up. [sadly] Why couldn't I have killed that dragon when I found him in the woods? It would've been better. For everyone.
Astrid: Yep. The rest of us would have done it. So why didn't you? [Hiccup doesn't answer] Why didn't you?
Hiccup: I don't know. I couldn't.
Astrid: That's not an answer.
Hiccup: [irate] Why is this so important to you all of a sudden?
Astrid: Because I want to remember what you say, right now.
Hiccup: [angrily] Oh, for the love of - I was a coward! I was weak! I wouldn't kill a dragon.
Astrid: You said "wouldn't" that time.
Hiccup: [snaps] Whatever! I wouldn't! Three hundred years, and I'm the first Viking who wouldn't kill a dragon.
[Silence]
Astrid: First to ride one, though. So...?
Hiccup: I wouldn't kill him... because he looked as frightened as I was. I looked at him, and I saw myself.
Astrid: I bet he's really frightened now. What are you going to do about it?
Hiccup: Eh, probably something stupid.
Astrid: Good, but you've already done that.
Hiccup: [smiles, getting an idea] Then something crazy. [runs off]
Astrid: [smiles] That's more like it. [follows him]

Stoick: When we crack this mountain open, all hell is gonna break loose.
Gobber: And my undies. Good thing I brought extras!
Stoick: No matter how this ends, it ends today.

[The Red Death emerges from the cave]
Gobber: Beard of Thor! What is that?!
Stoick: Odin help us...

Hiccup: Yeah Ruff Tuff watch your backs. Move Fishlegs.
Stoick: What the (no voice recording when he said this)
Hiccup: LOOK AT US WE'RE ON A DRAGON, WE'RE ON DRAGONS ALL OF US.
Hiccup: Up, let's move it.
Gobbler: Every bit the boar-headed stubborn Viking you ever were.
Hiccup: Fishlegs break it down.
Fishlegs: Okay, heavily armoured skull and tail made for bashing and crushing, steer clear of both, small eyes, large nostrils, relies on hearing and smell.
Hiccup: Okay, left, legs, hang in his blind spot make some noise keep it confused, Ruff Tuff find out if it has a shot limit make it mad.
Ruffnut: That's my specialty!
Tuffnut: Since when everyone knows I'm more irritating see. [makes noise]
Hiccup: Just do what I told you, I'll be back as soon as I can.
Snotlout: Don't worry we got it covered.
Fishlegs: YEAH. WOOOOOOOOOO
Tuffnut: Troll!
Ruffnut: Butt-elf!
Tuffnut: Bride of Grendel!

[After Stoick rescues Hiccup and Toothless from drowning, Toothless motions to Hiccup]
Hiccup: You got it, bud. [mounts Toothless]
Stoick: Hiccup! [grabs Hiccup's hand; Hiccup turns] I'm sorry... For--For everything.
Hiccup: Yeah, me too.
Stoick: You don't have to go up there.
Hiccup: We're Vikings. It's an occupational hazard.
Stoick: [takes his hand] I'm proud to call you my son.
Hiccup: Thanks, Dad.
[Hiccup and Toothless fly into the sky]
Astrid: [sees Hiccup] He's up! Get Snotlout out of there!
Twins: I'm on it!
Tuffnut: [arguing] I'm on it first! I'm ahead of you!
Ruffnut: [arguing] Hey! let me drive!
Tuffnut: [arguing] No, this way, don't push me
Ruffnut: [arguing] Stop it, I'll take your teeth out
[Snotlout hops onto Ruffnut and Tuffnut's dragon]
Tuffnut: Aw, I can't believe that worked!
[Red Death pulls Astrid's dragon using his/her/its vacuum ability]
Gobber: NIGHT FURY! Get down! [Red Death pushes Astrid off her dragon and she falls, screaming, until Toothless saves her]
Hiccup: Did you get her? [Toothless looks upside down to see if he saved Astrid. Then he safely puts her down]
Astrid: Go.
Hiccup: That thing has wings! Okay, let's see if it can use them!
[Toothless strikes Red Death really hard, Red Death screams and falls over]
[Red Death spreads his/her/its wings]
Hiccup: You think that did it?
[Red Death roars]
Hiccup: Well he can fly.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOO! Yeah. GO HICCUP!
Hiccup: Okay Toothless, time to disappear! Come on, bud!
[Red Death follows Toothless and Hiccup, while he/she/it chomps constantly before releasing fire]
Hiccup: Here it comes!
[Red Death releasing fire]
[Red Death keeps chasing Toothless and Hiccup up the clouds]
[Red Death chomps and loses Toothless and Hiccup out of his/her/its sight]
[Toothless shoots plasma blasts at the Red Death]
[Red Death gets mad and releases fire]
Hiccup: Watch out!
[Toothless' prosthetic tail catches fire]
Hiccup: Okay, times up! Let's see if this works. COME ON! IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO?!
[Toothless roars]
[Red Death chomps again]
[Red Death roars loudly]
Hiccup: Stay with me, buddy. We're good. Just a little bit longer.
[Red Death gets mad]
Hiccup: Hold Toothless...
[Red Death gets ready to release fire]
Hiccup: NOW!
[Toothless shoots a plasma blast down Red Death's throat]
[Red Death spreads his/her/its wings but they rip apart quickly]
Red Death: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! (in dragon sound)
[Red Death accepts his/her/its end, slams into the ground and explodes]
Hiccup: [runs into Red Death's clubbed tail] No! NO! [collides with Red Death's clubbed tail and falls off]
Stoick: Hiccup! HICCUP?! SON! [sees Toothless but with Hiccup nowhere to be found] Hiccup. [kneeling beside Toothless] Oh, son... I did this. [Toothless stirs and opens his eyes, looking at Stoick] [close to tears] I'm s... I'm so sorry. [Toothless lifts his wings, revealing Hiccup clutched in his paws] Hiccup! [picks him up, puts an ear to his chest and laughs with relief] Oh, he's alive! You brought him back alive! [the Vikings cheer and Stoick puts a hand on Toothless's head] Thank you for saving my son.
Gobber: [comes over; grimacing] Well... you know, most of him.
[Hiccup is later seen to have lost his foot during the battle]

Hiccup: [seeing the newly reformed Berk] I knew it... I'm dead.
Stoick: [chuckling] No, but you gave it your best shot. So, what do you think?
Viking: Look, it's Hiccup!
[The Vikings gather around Stoick and Hiccup]
Stoick: Turns out all we needed was a little more of... [points to Hiccup] this.
Hiccup: [surprised] You just gestured to all of me.
[Stoick smiles and nods]
Gobber: Well, most of you. [gestures to Hiccup's peg leg] That bit's my handiwork. With a little Hiccup flair thrown in! You think it'll do?
Hiccup: [looks at it; jokes] I might make a few tweaks.
[The Vikings laugh. Astrid comes up behind Hiccup and punches him in the arm]
Astrid: That's for scaring me!
Hiccup: [shocked] Wha-what?! What, is it always gonna be this way? 'Cause-- [Astrid cuts him off by kissing him on the lips. Hiccup's expression changes to one of pleasant surprise.] I could get used to it.
[Astrid smiles.]

Featurettes[edit]

Gobber: Welcome to Dragon Training! Astrid, you're up. Lesson One: the Deadly Nadder! Fast, dangerous, but if you can stay in its blind spot, you will be safe. Once he sees you - not so much.
Astrid: AAAAHHH!
Gobber: Heh-heh-heh...

Gobber: Fishlegs, you're on. Lesson Two: the Gronckle. Lazy, cranky, with a devastating fire attack. But it cannot produce fire if its head is wet. [Fishlegs dumps a bucket of water on one end of Meatlug - which raises her head on the other end] When wetting the Gronckle, be sure to douse the correct end.
Fishlegs: AAAAHHH!
Gobber: Better luck next time!

Gobber: Lesson Three: the Monstrous Nightmare. Most aggressive and powerful of the dragons. Snotlout, into the ring. If you clamp its mouth shut, it cannot open its jaws. [Snotlout clamps Hookfang's mouth shut and laughs. Hookfang slowly raises his head, lifting Snotlout into the air] The rest of the dragon, however, is free to do whatever it wants.
[Hookfang smiles and proceeds to stamp Snotlout into the ground.]
Snotlout: AAAAHHH!

Gobber: Ruffnut, Tuffnut, you're up. Lesson Four: the Hideous Zippleback. [Ruffnut and Tuffnut run in a circle around Barf and Belch, yelling and banging their shields.] Sly, surprising, but certain noises can confuse it. [Ruffnut and Tuffnut collide and start arguing and shoving each other. Barf and Belch notices them, and each head snaps up one of the twins] Other noises, however, just make it angry. Ha ha ha... [Hanging from Barf and Belch's jaws, the twins continue arguing and throwing punches and kicks at each other.]

Gobber: Hiccup, you're on, lad. Lesson Five: know your dragon's shot limit. The Night Fury has enough fuel for three blasts. [Three shots. Hiccup laughs, puts down his shield, and is blasted again] Uh, four. [another shot] Definitely five.
Hiccup: AAAAHHH!
Gobber: You wait here, I'll go and get my notes.

Gobber: The Terrible Terror. Smallest of the dragons, but no less ferocious. You know it's about to breathe fire when you hear a little hissing sound. [hissing sound is heard] Just like that! Just before it... [hears another hissing sound; looks over his shoulder] ...before it... [Terrible Terror appears on his other shoulder. The screen goes black] AHHHHHHHHHH-OW! Oh, that really burns.

Taglines[edit]

  • One adventure will change two worlds

Funny Voice Over[edit]

All: [Chattering]
Toothless: Stand Back, Hiccup. Those Are Dragon Triplets.


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