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.


  • [first lines, voice-over] This is Berk. It's twelve days north of Hopeless and a few degrees south of Freezing to Death. It's located solidly on the Meridian of Misery. My village. In a word, sturdy. It's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunset. The only problems are the pests. You see, most places have mice or mosquitoes. We have... [aloud] dragons!
  • [voice-over] Most people would leave. Not us. We're Vikings. We have stubbornness issues.
  • [voice-over] That's Stoick the Vast, Chief of the tribe. When he was a baby, he popped a dragon's head clean off of its shoulders. Do I believe it? Yes, I do.
  • [voice-over] The meat head with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber. I've been his apprentice ever since I was little... well, littler.
  • [voice-over] Oh and that's Fishlegs, Snotlout, the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut, and... [sees Astrid walking towards him] [dreamily] ...Astrid. [Slow motion shot of the teens walking away from an explosion] Oh, their job is so much cooler.
  • [voice-over] Oh, and there's one more thing you need to know... [crash; aloud, to Stoick] Sorry, Dad. [after making a disaster of the latest dragon raid] Okay, but I hit a Night Fury.
  • Oh, the gods hate me. Some people lose their knife or their gun. No, not me; I manage to lose an ENTIRE dragon!?
  • [coming upon the unconscious body of the Night Fury (Toothless)] Oh, wow... I-I did it! Oh, I did it! Thi-this fixes everything! Yes! [places his foot on Toothless; heroically] I have brought down this mighty beast! [Toothless stirs; Hiccup jumps back in alarm. He approaches cautiously, looking Toothless in the eyes and breathing nervously] I'm gonna kill you, dragon... I'm gonna-- I'm gonna cut out your heart and take it to my father. I'm a Viking... I am a VIKING! [He takes a deep breath and raises the knife; their eyes meet, wide and frightened; Hiccup shakes himself and lifts the knife higher as Toothless goes limp, accepting his fate; Hiccup drops his arms, frustrated, and looks from the knife to Toothless, remorseful] I did this... [he kneels and cuts the ropes, freeing Toothless]
  • [offering Toothless a fish, Hiccup gets a good look inside his mouth] Huh. Toothless. I coulda sworn you had... [the dragon's teeth pop out and he snatches the fish from Hiccup's hands] [stunned] ...teeth.
  • [as Toothless flies with his prosthetic tail-fin] Oh, my-! It's working! Yes! Yes, I did it!
  • [Riding Toothless] Yeah! Go, baby! Yes! Oh, this is amazing! The wind in my... CHEAT SHEET! STOP!
  • [about the dragons] Everything we know about you guys... is wrong.
  • [After Stoick gives him a helmet made from his mother's breastplate] Thank you for the, uh, breast-hat.
  • [After winning the "honor" of killing a dragon; nervously] Yeah, yes! I can't wait. I am so... [At the cove] ...leaving! [Calling Toothless] We're leaving. Let's pack up. Looks like you and me are taking a little vacation... forever.
  • [repeated line] You just gestured to all of me.
  • [Toothless is doing extreme flying stunts with Hiccup and Astrid on his back.] TOOTHLESS! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU! BAD DRAGON!
  • [to Toothless, with Astrid aboard, during extreme flying] And now, the spinning. [deadpan] Thank you for nothing, you useless reptile.
  • [about the Red Death] That thing has wings. [to Toothless] Okay, let's see if it can use them!
  • [last lines, voice-over] This is Berk. It snows nine months of the year, and hails the other three. Any food that grows here is tough and tasteless. The people that grow here are even more so. The only upsides are the pets. While other places have ponies, or parrots... we have... dragons!
  • Oh, the gods hate me.

Stoick the Vast[edit]

  • [to a Monstrous Nightmare that's out of fire breath] You're all out.
  • Every time you step outside, disaster follows. Can you not see that I have bigger problems? Winter is almost near, and I have an entire village to feed!
  • Either we finish them, or they'll finish us!
  • We're Vikings! It's an occupational hazard!
  • [presents Hiccup with a horned hat] Your mother would have wanted you to have it. It's half her breastplate. [points to his own hat] Matching set. Keeps her... keeps her close, you know.
  • I would have gone for the hammer.
  • [to Hiccup] You've thrown your lot in with them. You're not a Viking. You're not my son.
  • [to Toothless] Lead us home, Devil.
  • This isn't over! Form your ranks! Hold together!
  • (looks upon the Red Death) Odin, help us.
  • [apologizing to Hiccup] I'm sorry... for everything.
  • [to Hiccup] I am proud to call you my son.

Gobber the Belch[edit]

  • [to Hiccup] Stay... put... there. You know what I mean.
  • Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy, Hiccup can cover the store. Molten steel, razor-sharp blades, lots of time to himself - what could possibly go wrong?
  • Trolls exist! They steal your socks! But only the left ones - what's with that?
  • Remember, a dragon will always - always - go for the kill.
  • Listen, Stoick, I was overhearing some of the men just now, and-and well, you know, some of them are wondering what it is we are up to here? Not-not me, of course, I-I know you're always the man with the plan, but some - not me - are-are wondering if, in fact, there is a plan at all, and what it might be?
  • [approaching the dragons' nest, the Vikings pass a wreck of one of their ships] Oh... I was wondering where that went.
  • [on Hiccup after he rescues them] Every bit the boar-headed, stubborn Viking you ever were! [Stoick, dumbfounded, nods in agreement]
  • [about the Red Death] Beard of Thor! What is that?


  • [To Hiccup] Is this some kind of a joke to you? Our parents' war is about to become ours! Figure out which side you're on.
  • It's only fun if you get a scar out of it.
  • I normally don't care what people do, but you're acting weird. Well, weirder.
  • No one just gets as good as you do... especially you!
  • [kicks Hiccup to the ground] That's for the lies! And that's... [drops the butt of her axe handle on Hiccup's torso] ...for everything else!
  • Oh, Great Odin's ghost! Oh, this is high! Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!
  • Okay, I am sorry! I'm sorry! Just get me off of this thing!
  • Alright, I admit it. This is pretty cool. It's amazing. He's amazing. [pets Toothless]
  • [Sees the Red Death for the first time] What... is that?
  • [to Snotlout] Yeah! You're the Viking!
  • [as Hiccup flies after the Red Death] Go!


  • [To Astrid] So anyway, uh, I moved into my parents' basement. You should come by some time to work out! You look like you work out! [his shield is blasted by the Gronckle]
  • (shoves Astrid aside) Watch out, babe, I'll take care of this. [throws weapon at Deadly Nadder, Stormfly, but misses; Astrid glares at him while Stormfly seems to laugh at him] The sun was in my eyes, Astrid! What do you want me to do, block out the sun? I could do that, but I don't have time right now!
  • [hitting the Red Death in the eyes] I can't miss! What's wrong, buddy? Got somethin' in your eye?
  • [having leapt from the Red Death onto the Hideous Zippleback ridden by Ruff and Tuff] Wow! I can't believe that worked!


  • [to Gobber] I'm really beginning to question your teaching methods!
  • Chances of survival are dwindling into single-digits now...
  • [to Hiccup] If you're planning on getting eaten, I'd definitely go with the Gronckle.
  • [after crashing his Gronckle] I'm okay! [the Gronckle flips, crushing him underneath] Less okay...

Tuffnut & Ruffnut[edit]

  • Tuffnut: [to Hiccup] You were wise to seek help from the world's most deadly weapon... [Hiccup stares at him blankly] That's me.
  • Tuffnut: [riding the Hideous Zippleback, Barf and Belch with Ruffnut] LOOK AT US! WE'RE ON A DRAGON! WE'RE ON DRAGONS! ALL OF US!
  • Ruffnut: [to Hiccup] You're crazy! [romantically] I like that...
  • Tuffnut: [repeated line] OH, I'M HURT! I AM VERY MUCH HURT!


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. Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that.
Viking: [roars in Hiccup's face] AAAAAAAAAAARRRRR! [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, see, this right here... [gestures to Hiccup's invention] what I'm talkin' about!
Hiccup: But, uh... mild calibration issue...
Gobber: Don't you-- 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 follows! 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. [to Gobber] Make sure he gets there. I have his mess to clean up.

Hiccup: I really did hit one.
Gobber: Sure, Hiccup....
Hiccup: [about his father] He never listens.
Gobber: Well, 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 fish-bone!"
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]

Stoick: When I was a boy...
Gobber: Oh, here we go...
Stoick: My father told me to bang my head against a rock, and 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: [panicky] 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: [nervously] 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... [gestures to Hiccup] this.
Hiccup: [rolls his eyes] You just gestured to all of me.
Stoick: Deal?
Hiccup: This conversation is feeling very one-sided...
Stoick: Deal?
Hiccup: [sighs; giving in] Deal.

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: [jokingly] Hiccup already killed a Night Fury, so does that disqualify him, or...?
[All of the students, except Hiccup, snicker]
Tuffnut: Can I transfer to the class with the cool Vikings?
Gobber: [aside, to Hiccup] Don't worry, you're small and you're 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?! [calms down] 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: 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. [sets the Book of Dragons on the table] Everything we know about every dragon we know of. [listens to the thunder] No attacks tonight. Study 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: 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? Mmm, 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. [barks] 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, took my hand and swallowed it whole! And I saw the look in 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: Uh-uh-uh, 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, by 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! [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: [gravely] 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... [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] 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, MUNGE-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.
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! No, not yet. 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 hesitantly 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] Wh-- Wh-- What are you lookin' at?

[Hiccup is about to step in to fight a Monstrous Nightmare, Hookfang]
Stoick: Well, I can finally 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, 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 at his father] It's not the dragon I'm worried about.
Astrid: What are you gonna 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] Well, whatever! I WOULDN'T! Three hundred years, and I'm the first Viking who wouldn't kill a dragon.
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: ...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: In 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...

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... F-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 here!
Twins: I'm on it!
Tuffnut: [arguing] I'm on it first! I'm ahead of you!
Ruffnut: [arguing] Hey! let me drive!
Tuffnut: Aw, I can't believe that worked!
Gobber: NIGHT FURY! Get down! [Red Death pushes Astrid off her dragon and falls to her death until Toothless saves her]
Hiccup: Did you get her? [Toothless looks upside down to see if he saved Astrid. Then he safely put her down]
Astrid: Go.
Hiccup: [last words] That thing has wings! Okay, let's see if it can use them! Do you think you can do it? Okay Toothless, time to disappear! Come on, bud! Here it comes! Watch out! Okay, times up! Let's see if this works. COME ON! IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO?! Stay with me, buddy. We're good. Just a little bit longer. Hold, Toothless... NOW! [a spiky ball comes through and hits them] No! NO!
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 arms] 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 throw in. You think it'll do?
Hiccup: [looks at it; lightheartedly] 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]


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.


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