HICCUP: This is Berk.
So far off the map that it might as well not exist.
My village?
In a word, sturdy.
It’s been here for generations,
but every single building is new.
The air is crisp, the water is clean,
and the views are nothing to complain about.
The only downsides are the pests.
[bell clanging]
You see, most places have mice or mosquitoes.
We have...
[flame whooshing]
[grunts, whimpers]
[panting]
Dragons.
[groans]
[frantic chatter]
HICCUP: Most people would leave.
Not us.
We’re Vikings.
We don’t run from fights. We start them.
- Hey! Hiccup! - Evening.
Go home!
I will just as soon as I, uh...
You’re in the way again!
♪ ♪
VIKING: Hiccup, play dead!
HICCUP: You see, dragons have been
a bit of a problem.
Here and, well, everywhere.
So we decided to take the fight to them.
- How’s that working out for us? - [sheep bleats, squeals]
Eh...
- [explosive whooshing] - [gasps]
- Whoa! - What are you doing?
- What is he doing out again? - [chuckling]
- Get inside. Go on. - [grunts]
HICCUP: That’s Stoick the Vast,
chief of the tribe.
[screaming]
They say, when he was a baby,
he popped a dragon’s head clean off its shoulders.
- Do I believe it? - [yells]
- Yes, I do. - What have we got?
Gronckles, Nadders, Zipplebacks, Skrills.
Snorti spotted a Monstrous Nightmare.
Any Night Furies?
None so far, Chief.
Good.
- Follow me. - HÜRL: Right, Chief.
STOICK: Come on, you wretches!
HÜRL: You heard him. Come on, lads.
♪ ♪
Oh. Out again?
HICCUP: Just pretend I’m not even here.
I’ll be in and out before you can say...
Not so fast.
[groans] Come on, please.
The meathead with attitude
and interchangeable hands is Gobber.
Here. Go on.
HICCUP: I’ve been his apprentice
- ever since I was little. - I’m keeping my eye on you.
I’m not even supposed to be out here.
Ha! Since when did that ever stop you?
[clamoring]
STOICK: Guard the food stores.
- Aye, Chief. - Protect the livestock.
HÜRL: Aye, Stoick.
And keep an ear out for Night Furies.
[screaming]
GOBBER: Hammer.
- [flame whooshing] - [Vikings screaming]
TUFFNUT: Fire brigade!
HICCUP: Ah, the fire brigade.
Berk’s cool kids.
They get to be out in the action.
ASTRID: Guys, out of the way!
HICCUP: But they’re nothing
without their captain,
the shining star of our generation.
A-Amazing without even trying.
The one that smokes them all.
[sighs] Astrid.
♪ ♪
What?
Uh...
Shouldn’t you be in bed? [laughs]
[sighs]
GOBBER: Come on, back to work.
You know, I need to get out there.
Show my stuff, make my mark.
You’ve made plenty of marks, all in the wrong places.
Give me two minutes. I’ll-I’ll take down a dragon.
My life will get infinitely better.
I might even get a girlfriend.
VIKING: There’s a Zippleback behind you!
Astrid? [laughs]
But she’s a real Viking.
You can’t wield a hammer.
You can’t swing an axe.
You can’t even throw one of these.
See, but this... this will throw it for me.
- Oh, another one. - It’s fully redesigned.
It-it’s...
- Whoa! - Whew!
- HICCUP: It’s, uh... - [groans]
double-barreled.
You see, this right here... this is what I’m talking about.
Okay, this is a mild cal... mild calibration issue.
If you ever want to get out there
and start fighting dragons, you’ve got to stop all of...
all of this.
You just gestured to all of me.
Yeah. Stop being all of you.
Oh...
Oh, yeah.
You, sir, are playing a dangerous game.
- [gasping] - Keeping this contained?
- There will be consequences. - [grunts]
Well, I will take my chances.
Sword-- sharpen. Now.
HICCUP: One day, I’ll get out there.
Because killing a dragon is everything around here.
Gronckles are tough.
Taking one down would at least get me noticed.
- A Zippleback? - [frantic shouting]
Exotic, exciting.
Two heads, twice the status.
Lopping off a Nadder’s head
would definitely show them I belong.
[snarling]
- [sheep bleating] - [dragon snarling]
VIKING: Come on, lads!
RETCHA: They found the sheep.
Then let loose with everything we’ve got.
HICCUP: And then there’s
the Monstrous Nightmare.
[roars]
Reload!
HICCUP: Only the best Vikings go after those.
- [grunting] - [dragon snarling, screeching]
But the ultimate prize
is the dragon that no one has ever seen.
- We call it the... - Night Fury!
- Jump! - [whooshing]
GOBBER: And we’ve got a Night Fury.
Never steals food, never shows itself.
And never misses.
[grunts]
Time for old Gobber to take over.
- [flame whooshing] - [indistinct shouting]
Stay put here.
Here. I’m serious.
HICCUP: No one has ever killed a Night Fury.
GOBBER: Attack!
HICCUP: That’s why I’m going to be the first.
- You again? Get back inside! - I’ll make a point of it.
LOOGI: You’re going to get yourself killed, Hiccup!
HICCUP: I know! Sorry.
[sheep bleating]
Here, give me that. [grunts]
[squeals]
[grunting]
Mind yourself!
This Nadder still has some fire in it.
♪ ♪
[whispering]: Come on.
Give me something to shoot at. Give me something to shoot at.
Come on, show yourself.
[whooshing]
[grunts]
- [dragon screeching] - I hit it.
[shouts excitedly]
- I hit it! - [growling]
Did anybody see that?
Except for you.
[Hiccup screaming]
HICCUP: Oh, gods. [screams]
Spitelout, do not let that escape.
[sighs] Thanks a lot.
[grunting]
[whimpers]
[dragon snarling]
[screeches]
STOICK: You’re all out.
Let’s see what else you’re made of.
[grunting fiercely]
Aye, that’s what I thought.
HICCUP: Oh, and there’s one more thing to know.
[creaking]
VIKING: Look out!
[whimpers]
[sighs]
Sorry, Dad.
- SPITELOUT: Watch out! - [yelling]
[sheep squeals]
[sheep bleating]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Okay, but I hit a Night Fury.
[Stoick grunts]
Dad, this isn’t like any other time.
I mean, I really hit one.
Aye, a dragon no one’s ever seen.
Because it uses night as its camouflage.
If you squint, you can see it blotting out the stars.
- That’s how I shot it down. - Stop!
Stop.
Every time you step outside, disaster happens.
Can you not see that I have bigger problems?
Winter is almost here,
and I have an entire village to feed.
Between you and me, the village could do
with a little less feeding.
This isn’t a joke, Hiccup!
Why can’t you follow the simplest orders?
Because I can’t stop myself.
Okay? I see a dragon, and I have to just... kill it.
You know, i-it’s... it’s who I am.
[sighs]
You are many things, son,
but a dragon killer is not one of them.
Get back to the house.
Make sure he stays there.
How much can one person mess up?
Anyone else would have been booted off the island by now.
I guess being son of the chief has its privileges.
If not for the chief, though...
[grunts] Anyway, my dad’s super proud of me, so...
[sighs]
[laughing]: Dad, I was just talking...
Don’t talk to me in public.
[chuckles]
HICCUP: You know, I really did hit one.
GOBBER: Of course you did, Hiccup.
He never listens.
Well, that runs in the family.
And-and when he does,
it’s always with some disappointed scowl,
like somebody forgot the meat in the stew.
[chuckles] I’ve seen that look.
Oi. You’re thinking about this all wrong, eh?
It’s not so much what you look like.
It’s what’s inside of you he can’t stand.
Thank you for summing that up.
W-Wait. The point is...
stop trying so hard to be something you’re not.
I just want to be one of you guys.
[door closes]
I know you do.
♪ ♪
[clamoring]
No one said it would be easy!
[clamoring stops]
But may I remind you,
we are all descendants of the finest dragon fighters
from everywhere Vikings have traveled,
who gathered here because they knew
that we were within spitting distance
of a key dragon’s nest.
If we can just take it,
we can wipe out the devils for good.
Take it? We can’t even find it.
- [murmuring] - RETCHA: Exactly.
This nest is starting to sound
more and more like a fairy tale.
We’re exhausted.
And what do we have to show for it, eh?
VIKINGS: Nothing!
We have purpose.
- [laughter] - Oh, come on.
We are the warriors of Berk,
the roughest, toughest tribe this side of the sun.
No? [scoffs]
Phlegma.
We watched you take down a Zippleback singlehandedly.
I mean, sure, you lost your leg in the process,
but you came out on top, didn’t you?
- Well... [stammers] - STOICK: Yes, you did.
Retcha, your people came from the Far East.
Fungi, yours all the way from-from the Silk Road.
Loogi, your people came
from the sunbaked coasts of Bláland.
And look at us.
We’re still here. We’re still fighting.
We’re still watching each other’s backs.
So are we really gonna pack up and go home
while these bloody beasts
are still a threat to all of our lands?
Is that who we are?
- VIKINGS: No. - Is it?
- No. - Is it?!
No!
Is it?!
No!
Is it?
Uh, no, Chief, I guess not.
That’s what I thought.
Elder Gothi, give us a sign.
Do we stand a chance of finding the nest
before the ice sets in?
Then that’s all I need.
Back into the fog we go.
All right, everyone.
- Prepare the ships! - [cheering]
Let’s go!
♪ ♪
Do I take my bucket hand for when they burn our ships
or my swimming hand for when they sink them?
STOICK: Not so fast, Gobber.
I don’t have time to train this year’s recruits,
so you’ll do it.
Ah, the old rite of passage.
Hiccup’s just come of age, hasn’t he?
[scoffs] I meant the others.
Yeah, so while I’m busy, he’ll c-cover the stall.
Molten steel, razor-sharp blades,
lots of time on his hands.
What could possibly go wrong?
Oh, what am I gonna do with him, Gobber?
[sighs] Stick him in training.
No. I’m serious.
Yeah, so am I.
The kid wants this more than anything.
- [Stoick scoffs] - Believe it or not,
that young man actually wants to make you proud.
But he’s got a mind of his own.
Gets that from his mother. [scoffs]
Look what happened to her.
Yeah, ’cause Valka was the stubborn one.
- See, when I was a boy... - Oh, here we go.
I-I followed orders. Right? I worked hard.
Because I believed in what a-a Viking could do.
Crush mountains,
level forests, tame seas.
I knew what I was and what I had to become.
Hiccup is... he’s not that boy.
What chance does he have of following in my footsteps?
GOBBER: Yeah.
[Stoick sighs]
You can’t stop him, Stoick.
You can only prepare him.
Because the truth is
we aren’t always gonna be around to protect him.
He’s gonna get out there again.
[chuckles] He’s probably out there now.
♪ ♪
[birds chirping]
[sighs]
[grunts]
[yells]
How could I lose an entire dragon?!
[grunts]
♪ ♪
[gasps]
♪ ♪
[panting sharply]
[chuckles softly]
I did it.
I did it!
- [dragon groaning] - [gasps]
[panting]
Oh, why couldn’t you have been dead?
Now I have to kill you.
♪ ♪
[dragon groans softly]
[Hiccup panting sharply]
[whimpers]
[groaning]
[groans]
[sighs]
[dragon groaning]
[dragon moans in pain]
[takes deep breath]
[blade slicing through ropes]
[roars]
[growling]
[gasping breaths]
[high-pitched roaring]
[exhales sharply]
[roaring]
[dragon squealing in distance]
[sighs]
Hiccup.
Dad. Uh...
Look, I need to talk to you, Dad.
I need to speak with you, too, son.
I’ve decided I don’t want
- to fight dragons. - I think it’s time
you learn to fight dragons.
BOTH: What?
Well, you go first.
No, no, no, no. You-you go first.
You get your wish.
Dragon training.
Start in the morning.
Oh, man, I really should’ve gone first.
You know, ’cause I-I was thinking,
we have a surplus of dragon-fighting Vikings,
but do we have enough bread-making Vikings or...
You’ll need this.
Dad... I don’t want to fight dragons.
[laughing]: Come on.
Yes, you do.
No, let me rephrase.
I can’t kill dragons.
But you will.
No, I’m very extra sure that I won’t.
It’s time, Hiccup.
Uh... can you not hear me?
Can you not hear me?!
The Trial of Flame is where Vikings are made.
Where heroes are forged, where future chiefs are born.
I... I’m none of those things.
I’m not like you, Dad.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Listen.
When you carry this 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... this.
You just gestured to all of me.
Deal?
This conversation is feeling very one-sided.
Deal?
Deal.
Good.
[sighs]
Train hard.
I’ll be back.
Probably.
[door closes]
And I’ll be here.
Maybe.
♪ ♪
GOBBER: Welcome to the Trial of Flame.
SNOTLOUT: The moment we’ve all been waiting for.
I just got to pick a spot for my statue.
It’s so much bigger from down here.
Can you guys believe we’re actually standing here?
This is where Chief Greybile slew the Whispering Death.
Yeah, and it’s where Chief Tuffnut
will slay everything else.
- Watch and learn. - Man, I can’t wait
to get some legendary war wounds!
Yeah, like a nasty gash right across my face.
- Call me boring... - Boring.
...but I’m just excited to see
some real live dragons up close.
You know, I could do without the permanent injuries and...
Oh, where’s the glory in that?
Yeah, it’s only fun if you get a scar out of it.
HICCUP [chuckling]: I know, right?
Pain.
Love it.
Oh, great. Who let him in?
Mm, I guess Daddy pulled some strings, huh?
Aren’t you two, like, a little old to be here?
- Ouch. - Wait, what did you say, whippersnapper?
What did you say? Can you say it again?
Yeah, touchy subject.
They’ve flunked dragon training a few times.
Um, it was four times, actually.
Yeah, and it’s called being held back.
As in too valuable to let go of.
Real sensitive, Hiccup.
Nice name, by the way.
Your name is Snotlout.
Exactly.
It’s a manly Viking name.
Translates from the ancient texts as
"one who beateth the snot out of a..."
GOBBER: Shut up.
Let’s get started.
Bloody kids.
You are now the latest to join this time-honored tradition.
Every toe biter born into our tribe
must one day survive this arena
if they ever hope to do battle alongside the rest of us.
It will be grueling.
And it will be very, very dangerous.
But whoever does best will win the title of Top Slayer.
And with it...
And with it, the honor of killing their first dragon
in front of the entire village.
There is no greater glory.
What?
Hiccup already killed a Night Fury,
so does that, like, what, disqualify him or...
GOBBER: Oh, ignore him.
You’re skinny.
You’re weak.
That’ll make you less of a target.
They’ll see you as slim pickings.
Not worth the effort.
They’ll go after the more, uh...
Viking-like teens instead.
[dragons snarling, hissing]
Behind these doors are just a few of the many species
you will learn to fight.
- The Deadly Nadder. - [dragon snarls]
Attack eight, armor 16.
GOBBER: The Hideous Zippleback.
Plus 11 stealth, times two.
The Monstrous Nightmare.
- Firepower 15. - GOBBER: The Terrible Terror.
- Attack eight, venom 12! - Will you stop that!
You big bag of wool.
And finally, the gruesome Gronckle.
[quietly]: Jaw strength eight.
- [dragon snarling] - [thumping, chain rattling]
Uh, hey, big guy, aren’t you gonna, like,
teach us something first?
I believe in learning on the job.
[snarling]
Today is all about defense.
[snarling]
If you get blasted, you’re out.
Or, you know, dead.
So what’s the first thing you’re gonna need?
- A shield! - GOBBER: Shield, yes. Go.
- TUFFNUT: Out of my way. - RUFFNUT: That one’s mine!
Shield is your most important piece of equipment.
If you have to choose between a weapon and a shield...
Just put it down.
Take the shield.
- RUFFNUT: Give it! - TUFFNUT: Mine, mine, mine!
Find your own shield!
[grunting]
[both yelp]
GOBBER: Ruffnut, Tuffnut, you’re out.
Shields are good for another thing: noise.
Make plenty of it to throw off the dragon’s aim.
[clanging]
Remember, all dragons have a limited number of blasts.
How many does a Gronckle have?
Ooh, ooh! Six!
Six, yes.
That’s one for each of you.
FISHLEGS: Although, interesting tidbit,
rocks from different regions vary in mineral comp...
What are you do... What are you doing?
Get in there!
Fishlegs, you’re out.
- ASTRID: Four shots left. - SNOTLOUT: Yeah.
We’re pretty much gonna be the stars of this thing.
Almost like we were meant to be together.
It’s an elimination game, genius.
There’s only one Top Slayer.
- [whooshing] - [yelps]
GOBBER: Snotlout, you’re done. [laughs]
Three shots.
Looks like it’s just you and me, huh?
Nope. Just me.
Hey! Eyes on me!
[yells]
GOBBER: Yes. Well done, Astrid.
Two shots left.
Oh, come on.
- Hiccup, you’re out. - [whimpering]
- One shot left. - RUFFNUT: Hey, watch it!
[gasping, whimpering]
GOBBER: Hiccup!
[grunts] End of lesson.
[straining]
Back to bed, you overgrown sausage.
[dragon grumbling]
Remember, a dragon will always, always...
...go for the kill.
[sizzling]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
So, why didn’t you?
[birds squawking]
♪ ♪
[birds chirping]
- [dragon roaring] - [gasping]
[pained shrieking]
Okay.
[squeals, groans]
[dragon moaning softly]
[dragon groaning]
♪ ♪
[groans]
[grunts]
Huh.
- [Hiccup gasps] - [rattling]
[growls softly]
[thunder rumbling]
GOBBER: Let’s review, shall we?
Where did Astrid go wrong in the ring today?
ASTRID: I mistimed my somersault dive.
It was sloppy. It threw off my reverse tumble.
- Uh, yeah. We noticed. - Hey.
Back off my girl. All right?
- She’s trying her best. - SNOTLOUT: Yeah.
Don’t beat yourself up. You’ll get it.
Just follow my lead next time. [pained yell]
GOBBER: Astrid’s right.
You’ve got to be tough on yourselves.
All it takes is one weak link.
You made it, then?
You got to start taking this seriously,
because we are living in a battleground.
And in case you haven’t noticed, the other side is winning.
You’re gonna need every advantage you can get.
So, if you haven’t done your homework,
allow me to present to you...
♪ ♪
...the Book of Dragons.
Everything we know about every dragon we know of.
Each of your tribes brought their wisdom
and experience to these pages.
It’s our most hallowed possession.
[thunder crashes]
No dragon raids tonight, so study up.
[Tuffnut stammering]
You mean read?
I’ve read it like a hundred times.
There’s a Scauldron that sprays your face with boiling water.
And then there’s, um, another...
Why would I read words
when I can just kill the stuff the words tell me stuff about?
Right? I mean, like, I’m the kind of guy
that other guys write word books about.
SNOTLOUT [chuckling]: Nice.
- SNOTLOUT and TUFFNUT: Boys! - FISHLEGS: Don’t worry, though.
I’m here for all of your dragon-related inquiries, okay?
Theories, stats.
I’ve even made, um, cards, um...
You can ask me anything.
- RUFFNUT: Stop following me. - FISHLEGS: Here.
How about now? Try me now.
RUFFNUT: Absolutely not.
So...
sounds like a gruesome, grisly, good time, huh?
Read it.
Y-You know, uh...
maybe they’re not as bad as we think they are.
Are you actually insane, or do you just act that way?
Is-is there... is there a third option?
Wiping out dragons is why we’re here.
It’s why the best of our tribes came together.
Because yes, dragons are as bad as we think.
Y-Yeah, I-I know. I’m just saying,
maybe we’re part of the problem.
You know, moving in on their lands, eating their food.
Wow.
You live in a different world, don’t you?
What?
Just coast by, taking it all for granted.
Well, I don’t think that...
Never having to work for anything,
never struggling to get a foot up.
Well, guess what.
I come from nothing.
No chief for a dad, no handouts, no excuses.
I’m not afraid of hard work.
I’m willing to do whatever it takes to get the job done,
which, in this case, means wiping out the dragons
for the good of everyone.
Yeah.
You know what else?
I’m-I’m afraid... afraid to ask.
I’ve got my eye on that big house of yours.
I’m gonna be chief one day.
I-I don’t doubt it.
Actually, I think my dad would be thrilled.
Besides, you’re the kid he always hoped for.
Instead, he got...
all this.
Stay out of my way, Hiccup.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
[thunder crashes]
"Dragon classifications.
"Strike class. Fear class. Mystery class.
"Thunderdrum.
"When startled, the Thunderdrum produces a concussive sound
"that can kill a man at close range.
"Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight.
"Timberjack.
"Skrill. Whispering Death.
"Burns its victims. Buries its victims.
"Chokes its victims. Turns its victims inside out.
"Extremely dangerous. Extremely dangerous.
"Kill on sight. Kill on sight. Kill on sight.
"Night Fury.
"Size: unknown. Speed: unknown.
"The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself.
Never engage this dragon."
STOICK: I can almost smell them.
Take us in to Helheim’s Gate.
Here we go again.
Hard to port!
SPITELOUT: Hard to port!
- Set the oars! Furl the sails! - [others chattering]
All together.
Come on.
Higher.
[chatter continues indistinctly]
♪ ♪
[rocks clattering]
[ship scraping along rocks]
We’re not alone!
- Look up! - Watch your heads!
[dragon snarling]
[frantic chatter]
[screaming]
[frantic chatter continues]
Turn back!
- PHLEGMA: They’re everywhere! - [screeching]
Hey, I just, uh... I just happened to notice
that the book had nothing on Night Furies.
Is there maybe, like, like, another book?
Maybe, like, a Night Fury pamph...
[screeching, snarling]
GOBBER: Focus, Hiccup.
You’re not even trying.
Today is about attack.
Nadders are quick and light on their feet.
Your job is to be quicker and lighter.
[panting]
- [gasps] - [snarls, shrieks]
- [grunts] - Sorry. [whimpers]
I’m really beginning to question your teaching methods!
GOBBER: Look for its blind spot.
Every dragon has one.
Find it, hide in it, then strike.
[groans] Do you ever bathe?
If you don’t like it, go find your own blind spot. Go!
- [whimpering] - GOBBER: Blind spot, yes.
Deaf spot, not so much.
[laughs]
TUFFNUT: I am hurt. I am very much hurt.
So, how does one sneak up on a Night Fury?
No one has ever met one and lived to tell the tale.
- Now, get in there! - Yeah, I-I know.
I-I’m just saying, like,
- how would... - ASTRID: Hiccup.
Down.
[panting quietly]
[dragon growling softly]
[snarling]
- SNOTLOUT: Whoa, save yourself! - [Astrid grunts]
I’ll take care of this.
[grunting]
Oh.
Not my fault, Astrid.
I got distracted by the light in your eyes.
[dragon snarling]
[dragon shrieking, roaring]
[pained shrieking]
- [grunting] - HICCUP: Wait! Just let me...
[grunts fiercely]
[dragon shrieking]
- [Astrid grunting] - [dragon whimpers]
Yes. Well done, Astrid.
Nothing like giving them
a taste of their own medicine, eh?
Also, "Well done, Snotlout,
with the assist," right? What a team!
Is anyone taking this seriously?!
Take it seriously.
’Cause in case you forgot, our parents’ war
is about to become ours!
Figure out which side you’re on.
♪ ♪
[grunting, panting]
[distant birdcalls]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
[gasping breaths]
[growling softly]
Hmm? Huh?
[sniffing]
[growls softly]
[dragon snarls]
[knife splashes in water]
[exhales sharply]
[sniffing softly]
Huh. Toothless.
I could’ve sworn you had...
...teeth.
[growling softly]
[stammering]: I don’t have any more.
[Hiccup panting]
[Toothless moans softly]
[Toothless retching]
[groans]
[Toothless moans gently]
Thanks?
[moans, grunts]
[whimpers]
Oh, come on. You’re kidding, right?
[purrs]
[sighs]
[takes deep breath]
[grunts]
Mmm.
- Hmm? - [Toothless moans softly]
[whimpers]
[groans]
- [Toothless grunts] - [sighs]
[gagging]
[grunts]
[sighs]
[chuckles, sighs]
[chittering]
[growling]
[moans softly]
[moans]
- [growls] - [Hiccup gasps]
[moans]
♪ ♪
[moans softly]
[Toothless breathing heavily]
[Toothless moaning curiously]
[branch snaps]
[dragging]
[Toothless moaning]
[moans]
♪ ♪
[growls]
[moans]
[growls, moans]
[growls]
[moans]
♪ ♪
[Toothless grunting]
[moans, growls]
♪ ♪
[moans softly]
[exhales sharply]
GOBBER: And then he turned and grabbed me arm,
and with one twist,
he took my hand clean off and he swallowed it whole.
Yeah, he must have spread the word around,
’cause within a month, another one had taken my leg.
FISHLEGS: Probably a Skrill.
Serrated teeth, jaw strength 17.
SNOTLOUT: I’ll avenge your fallen limbs, big guy.
I’ll chop off the hands and feet
- of every dragon that I see. - GOBBER: Nah.
It’s the wings and the tail you want.
If they can’t fly, they can’t get away.
A downed dragon is a dead dragon.
Anyone can get by without the other bits.
SNOTLOUT: I’m gonna lose all of my limbs.
I volunteer Ruffnut to lose at least one limb.
Huh?
TUFFNUT: What?
We’re twins. Your pain is my pain.
GOBBER: You’re twins?
Even our own mother can’t tell us apart.
It’s uncanny.
There we go.
Astrid’s got the right idea.
Get your sleep while you can.
Soon, Stoick will be back.
And one of you will be chosen to kill the dragon.
Question is: Who?
[grunts]
[air pumping]
♪ ♪
Toothless!
- [Toothless moans] - [panting]
Brought breakfast.
[grunts, panting]
- Huh? What do you think, bud? - [sniffing]
Okay.
We got some cod...
...some salmon
and a whole smoked eel.
- [distressed moaning] - Whoa, uh, uh, uh...
No eel! Scratch the eel!
[panting]
Yeah, I, uh, can’t say I love it, either.
[Toothless moaning gently]
That’s it.
Stick to the good stuff.
I’ll just be back here,
minding my own business.
Okay.
[grunting]
Okay. Okay.
[moaning]
Whew. Okay. Not bad.
It could work.
If it’s... Whoa! Okay!
Toothless, no! Oh, gods!
[Hiccup screaming]
Toothless!
Oh, gods!
[screaming]
[roars]
[frightened yelling, gasping]
[gasps] It’s working!
[laughing]: Yeah! Whoo!
[yelps]
[squeals]
Yeah! Whoo!
GOBBER: Today is all about teamwork.
If you work together, you might just survive.
You see, a wet dragon head cannot light its fire.
But a Hideous Zippleback is extra tricky,
’cause one head breathes gas and the other head lights it.
Your job is to know which is which.
Good luck.
[dragon snarling quietly]
Razor-sharp fangs that inject venom for predigestion.
- Prefers to keep its victims... - Shh!
[whispers]: ...conscious.
You know, I’m kind of glad we got partnered.
Us girls got to stick together.
- Until I have to take you out. - Shush.
SNOTLOUT: I think I’ve pretty much won Astrid over.
I mean, she can barely even look at me.
[chuckles] You came to the right man for advice.
- I didn’t ask... - If there’s one thing
the Viking girl brain can’t resist, it’s...
- [dragon chittering] - SNOTLOUT: Look out!
[Tuffnut gasps]
- ASTRID: Hey! - RUFFNUT: It’s us, geniuses.
TUFFNUT: Lightning reflexes.
I see hideous heads, I strike.
- [grunts] - Ow.
[chuckles] Whoa.
Uh, make that one hideous head, Astrid.
[dragon growls]
[all grunting]
[Tuffnut panting rapidly]
TUFFNUT: Save yourselves!
Also known to toy with its victims,
dismembering them limb from limb.
Will you please stop that?
Fishlegs!
FISHLEGS: Wrong head.
[Fishlegs whimpers]
Get out of there, Hiccup!
[grunts]
Oh, come on. [grunting]
- [dragon hissing] - [Hiccup gasping]
[sparks crackling]
[sniffs]
[moaning]
Yeah. Back!
[grunts]
Run... Hiccup.
HICCUP: Don’t make me tell you again! Yeah.
Yeah, that’s right. Back in your pen.
[snarling]
Now, think about what you’ve done.
[hisses viciously]
[whimpers]
So, are we done today?
J-Just because I have some things I need to, uh...
Yeah, I’m gonna... I’m gonna see you guys tomorrow.
♪ ♪
[chuckles]
Huh?
[chittering]
Hey.
Oh, come on.
Just try it.
♪ ♪
Whoa!
Oh, I’m gonna die!
Whoa, whoa, no!
No, please!
Just kind of angle yourself.
Whoa!
Whoa, whoa, no! [yells]
[screams]: Oh, come on!
[grunts]
[panting]
[sneezing]
[continues sneezing]
- RUFFNUT: Out of my way. - TUFFNUT: Move!
Move, move, move, move, move, move!
ASTRID: Watch yourselves. Get in its blind spot.
SNOTLOUT: I got it! It’s mine!
ASTRID: No, don’t bring it over here!
[Tuffnut whimpers, grunts]
[sneezing]
TUFFNUT: Uh, little guy. What is his name again?
- RUFFNUT: I don’t remember. - TUFFNUT: Hey. Slow down.
- Are you trying to show us up? - N-No.
I’ve never seen someone take down a Gronckle like that.
I mean, I do it all the time, but how did you learn?
Learn what? What exactly was that?
Okay, see, I-I’d love to explain.
It’s just, I left my axe back in-in the ring.
Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good boy?
Whoa, okay. [laughs]
Yeah, yeah? You itchy?
Is that the spot?
[Toothless purring]
[moaning gently]
[grunts]
[shrieks]
[dragon grunting]
[yells]
[moaning softly]
Hiccup.
♪ ♪
SNOTLOUT: Yo, there he is.
Hey, Hiccup. [grunts]
- Okay. - Hiccup. W-W-Wait.
- I have a proper question. - So I’m thinking that...
SNOTLOUT: All it needs to be is you and me in the ring.
♪ ♪
A Terrible Terror! [grunts]
♪ ♪
[chittering]
[chuckles] It’s like the size of my...
[grunts]
[groans] Get it off!
Get it off! Get it off!
[snarling]
[lively chatter]
[grunting fiercely]
[grunts]
♪ ♪
[wind whistling]
[Toothless moans]
[moaning gently]
[squeals]
[Hiccup grunts]
[grunting]
[Toothless moans gently]
HICCUP: Ow.
[birds screeching]
♪ ♪
[quiet chatter]
And the other ships?
[groaning]
Dad!
I got it.
[grunts]
I missed you.
In, like, a super manly way.
I got so much to tell you about the Trial of Flame.
It’s basically between... Dad?
Dad?
Da...
Okay, I’ll see you at home.
GOBBER: So, no nest, then?
Not even close.
I hope you had more success.
Well, if by success,
you mean your parenting troubles are over,
then, uh, yeah.
[laughter]
Did you hear the news, Chief? [laughs]
- Everyone is so relieved. - Good riddance to old Hiccup.
SNORTI [chuckles]: Aye.
No one will miss that nuisance.
Hiccup is...
gone?
Yeah.
Yeah, most afternoons, but who can blame him?
The life of a celebrity can be very rough.
He can barely walk through the village
without being swarmed by his army of new fans.
[Gobber chuckles]
Who would’ve thought he has this...
way with the beasts?
♪ ♪
All right, bud.
We’re gonna take this nice and slow.
Here we go.
Position three.
Uh, no, four.
[roars]
You ready?
[Toothless roars]
Come on. Come on.
[birds screeching]
[chuckles]
[moans softly]
Yeah, look at us!
[yelps] Whoa!
- My fault. My fault. - [Toothless squeals]
Yeah, yeah, I’m on it.
Position five.
Come on, bud.
Yeah. Go, baby!
Oh, this is amazing!
The wind in my...
Cheat sheet! Stop!
[whimpering]
Oh, gods!
- [screaming] - [Toothless roars]
♪ ♪
[whimpers, grunts]
[straining]
- [Toothless roaring] - [Hiccup yelling]
[straining]
[roars]
[grunting, panting]
[grunts]
[Toothless roars]
♪ ♪
Yeah!
[snarls playfully]
STOICK: Son!
Dad! Uh, you’re back.
Uh, uh, oh... Okay, uh, Gobber’s not here,
- so, um... - I know.
Came looking for you.
You-you-you did? Uh, wh-why?
You’ve been keeping secrets.
I have?
Just how long did you think you could hide it from me?
I-I don’t even know what you’re talking...
Nothing happens on this island without me hearing about it.
So, let’s talk about that dragon.
Oh, gods, Dad.
I’m-I’m-I’m so sorry.
I-I was gonna tell you sooner.
[stammering]: I just didn’t know...
[Stoick laughing]
[chuckles]
[continues laughing]
[chuckles] You’re not upset?
What? What?
I was hoping for this.
- You were? - [laughing]: Oh, yes.
And believe me, it only gets better.
Just wait till you spill
a Nadder’s guts for the first time.
Or-or mount your first Gronckle head on a spear.
What a feeling.
You really had me going there, son.
All those years of the worst Viking
Berk has ever seen.
Odin, it was rough.
I almost gave up on you.
And all the while, you were holding out on me.
- [groans softly] - [Stoick laughs]
Thor almighty.
Who would have thought that dragon training
would have been your place to shine, huh?
Ah, you might even win Top Slayer.
Just like your old man.
- Who knows? [chuckles] - [Stoick laughing]
You know... [grunts]
with you doing so well in the ring...
I’m gonna... I’m gonna...
- Sit. - Okay.
We finally have something to talk about.
[Stoick chuckles]
So, I...
[stammers]
[both chuckle awkwardly]
Oh! Oh, I, uh...
I brought you something... [grunts]
to... to, uh...
keep you safe in the ring.
Your mother would have wanted you to have it.
W-Wow. Uh, thanks.
It’s half of her breastplate.
[Stoick chuckles]
Matching set.
Keeps her...
It keeps her close, you know?
Wear it proudly, son.
You’ve held up your end of the deal.
[yawns] Yeah.
- Yeah. Tired. - Yeah, I’m gonna...
- I’m gonna get some s-sleep. - Uh, good talk.
- Big day tomorrow. - Yeah. [stammers]
The Trial of Flame, and it takes a lot out of you.
Yeah, Trial of Flames-- Flame. [chuckles]
- Good luck with that. - Yeah, thank you, thank you
- Hat. Yeah. - Yeah.
Okay, well... [chuckles] good night.
- [clattering] - [sighs]
[chittering]
No more of your tricks.
- I’m taking Top Slayer today. - Yeah, yeah, okay.
It’s-it’s all yours. Top-Top Slay away.
Sorry.
[Astrid scoffs]
♪ ♪
[dragon snarling]
Last chance. Make it count.
[dragon sniffing]
PHLEGMA: Come on!
- Go on, Astrid! You got it! - Come on, Hiccup!
- Go on! - Come on!
- [yells] - [dragon moaning gently]
No!
Son of a half-troll, rat-eating...
Glad to see she’s handling it gracefully.
You!
[clanking]
Uh, okay.
- Later. - GOBBER: Hey, hey. Not so fast.
- STOICK: Quiet down. - No, I can’t.
- I’m gonna be late for, uh... - What?
Late for what, exactly?
- STOICK: Another year... - [whispers]: Shut up.
STOICK: ...and another Trial of Flame
has come to an end.
Elder Gothi has made her decision.
The new Top Slayer will be...
- [crowd gasping] - [Astrid gasps softly]
[clanks]
[crowd murmuring]
[cheering and applause]
[chuckles] You’ve done it, Hiccup.
You won the Trial of Flame.
You get to kill the dragon.
That’s my boy!
[takes deep breath]
Hiccup, you won!
- [Hiccup gasps, grunts] - [Gobber laughing]
HICCUP: Whoa! Yeah.
Hooray me.
I can’t wait to...
Beat it and never come back.
All right, bud. Time’s up.
- ASTRID: My thoughts exactly. - [gasps]
Wh-What are you, uh...
What are you doing here?
- Looking for answers. - Huh?
What are you doing here?
Who’s Bud? Your trainer?
Did he dress you up in this?
Uh, I-I know this looks suspicious,
- but f-funnily enough, I, uh... - [rustling]
Uh, you’re right! You’re right. I, uh...
I’m through with the lies.
I’ve been making outfits, so, um, you got me.
It’s time everybody knew.
Just take me back. [groans]
Ow!
Why would you do that?
That’s for the lies.
[Hiccup grunts]
And that’s for everything else.
- [Toothless growls softly] - [gasps]
HICCUP: Oh, no.
Run. Run!
- No! No. - [Toothless roars]
- ASTRID: What... - HICCUP: Toothless, no!
Stop. It’s okay.
She’s a friend. She’s a friend.
[growls]
Toothless, Astrid. Astrid, Toothless.
The, uh... the Night Fury.
[snarls]
[growling]
I wouldn’t.
We’re dead.
Hey. Where do you think you’re going?
[panting]
♪ ♪
[yelps]
[screaming]
♪ ♪
[grunting, panting]
[birds screeching]
[Toothless growls softly]
ASTRID: Hiccup! Get me down from here!
HICCUP: You have to give me a chance to explain.
I’m not listening to anything you have to say.
Then I won’t speak.
Just let us show you.
Please, Astrid.
- [Toothless growling softly] - [Astrid grunting]
[grunts]
What is this?
Uh, it’s my design.
Yeah. Pretty much the cocaptain.
[Toothless groans]
Then let’s get this over with.
You got it.
Toothless, let’s take her down.
Gently.
Nothing to be afraid of.
[Astrid screaming]
♪ ♪
Oh, nice touch!
I thought you were his cocaptain!
I am! It’s a temporary dragon malfunction!
[Astrid screaming, gasping]
We worked out a whole system, remember?
[Astrid screams]
ASTRID: If we survive, I’m gonna kill you!
[muffled grunting]
- HICCUP: And now the spinning. - [Astrid screams]
Thank you for nothing, you useless reptile.
Please just make it stop.
[Astrid screams]
HICCUP: I’m clearly not the one in control.
ASTRID: Then I’m sorry!
Toothless, I’m sorry!
[wind whistling]
♪ ♪
[moaning gently]
Fine.
You made your point.
It doesn’t change the fact you have to kill one tomorrow.
But if we can change your mind...
What?
You gonna take everyone up for a magical ride?
It won’t erase what they’ve done to us, Hiccup.
They hunt us, steal our food.
And one of them took my mom.
But do we just keep killing one another?
As opposed to...?
I-I don’t know.
But you botched our escape plan, so I’m gonna need a minute.
Well, I might not snitch on you.
And we might not drop you in the sea.
[Toothless grunting]
HICCUP: Bud? What’s up?
What is it?
- Hey. Hey. - [Toothless roars]
Get down!
[dragons snarling]
Toothless, get us out of here.
[dragons shrieking, snarling]
It looks like they’re hauling in their kill.
Then what does that make us?
[hissing, snarling]
♪ ♪
[dragons shrieking, chittering]
♪ ♪
HICCUP: The dragons’ nest.
Oh, what my dad wouldn’t give to find this.
♪ ♪
[chittering]
[rumbling]
[roaring]
What is that?
[deep roaring]
All right, bud, time to go.
♪ ♪
[pained shrieking]
ASTRID: I can’t believe it took this long to figure it out.
It all makes sense now.
It’s like a giant beehive.
They’re the workers, and that’s their queen.
Their alpha.
It controls them.
We got to find your dad.
No, no, no, not yet.
They’ll... they’ll kill Toothless.
Astrid, we have to think this through carefully.
Hiccup, we just discovered the dragons’ nest,
and you want to keep it a secret?
To protect your pet dragon?
Are you serious?
Yes.
Okay.
Then... what do we do?
Just give me until tomorrow.
I’ll figure it out.
- [grunts] - That’s for kidnapping me.
Hey, are you gonna...
And that’s for everything else.
[chuckles softly]
♪ ♪
- [moans softly, grunts] - What?
[crowd cheering, excited chatter]
Well, I can finally show my face in public again.
[laughter]
All right.
If someone had told me that in a few short weeks,
Hiccup would’ve gone from being, well, Hiccup...
[laughter]
...to placing first in the Trial of Flame,
I mean, I would’ve tied them to a mast
and shipped them off for fear they’d gone mad.
- [laughter] - And you know it.
[Stoick laughing]
But here we are.
My son has won the title of Top Slayer.
No one is more surprised...
...or more proud than I am.
Today, my boy becomes a warrior.
Today, he becomes one of us!
- [cheering] - Yeah!
Yeah!
CROWD [chanting]: Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
- Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! - [sighs]
Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
Hiccup! Hiccup!
- Watch out for that dragon. - [chanting continues]
It’s not the dragon I’m worried about. [chuckles]
Look, I’m gonna try to put an end to all this,
but if something goes wrong in there, just...
don’t get involved.
My dad respects you too much.
[chanting continues faintly]
Yeah.
But...
you have something I don’t.
Something none of us have.
So... I’m going to stand by you,
come what may.
Come what may.
It’s time, Hiccup.
Knock him dead, son.
[crowd cheering]
CROWD [chanting]: Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
Hiccup! Hiccup!
Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
- Go, Hiccup! - [chanting continues]
Show ’em everything I taught you!
BOTH: Should’ve been me.
[sighs]
Whew. All right?
Good crowd, isn’t it?
CROWD [chanting]: Hiccup! Hiccup!
Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!
[chanting fades]
[exhales softly]
I would have gone with the hammer.
Just-just give him a chance.
[takes deep breath]
I’m ready.
[gate rattling]
[clunking]
[breathing heavily]
- [whooshing] - [crowd cheering]
♪ ♪
- [snarling] - [indistinct shouting]
[growling softly]
What is he doing?
I’m not gonna hurt you.
[dragon hisses softly]
I’m not one of them.
[crowd gasping, murmuring quietly]
- Stop the fight. - HICCUP: No.
You all need to see this.
They’re not what we think they are.
We don’t have to kill them.
- I said stop the fight! - [loud clang]
[shrieking]
[grunts] Out of my way!
SNOTLOUT: Get out of there, Hiccup!
[rattling]
Hiccup!
[crowd gasping, yelling]
[grunting]
[roars]
SNOTLOUT: Quick, quick! Grab his hand!
- Climb up. - Hiccup, grab my hand!
- SNOTLOUT: Get up here! - RUFFNUT: Hurry up!
SNOTLOUT: Get over here, man! Just grab his hand!
♪ ♪
Astrid, get back here!
That’s an order!
[grunts]
- [growls] - [Hiccup gasps]
STOICK: Run!
[straining]: Come on.
[snarls]
STOICK: Hiccup!
[yelps]
[gasping]
[groaning]
[Toothless squealing]
[Toothless pants, squeals]
- [crowd gasping] - Night Fury.
- VIKING: Night Fury! - VIKING 2: He’s real!
[shrieks]
[crowd clamoring]
[crowd exclaiming]
[roars]
[hissing]
[clamoring, cheering]
All right, bud. Go on. Go.
- [shrieks] - [Hiccup gasping]
VIKING: Go, go! Get to the side of him!
[clamoring]
Get out of the way, Hiccup!
[clamoring continues]
[screaming, grunting]
No, stop. You’re only making it worse!
[gate rattling]
Astrid!
[Toothless roars]
[groaning]
I got it. Go!
Stoick, he won’t hurt you.
[Vikings shouting]
[yells, grunts]
[clamoring continues]
- [Stoick grunting] - [Toothless snarls]
No!
- [Toothless roars, hisses] - [Stoick straining]
HICCUP: Toothless!
Don’t.
[moans softly]
[grunts]
- Take it down! - [clamoring]
VIKING: Grab its legs!
- Hold it down! - HICCUP: No!
- No, don’t hurt him! - Stay back!
[panting]
[moaning softly]
And you...
[scoffs]
Put it with the others.
[whimpering]
- STOICK: I should have known! - Dad.
- I should have seen the signs. - Dad!
We had a deal!
I-I know, but that was before...
It’s all so messed up.
So everything in the ring, what, a-a trick? A lie?
No, I-I should have told you before now.
Take that out on me-- it’s my fault--
but please don’t hurt Toothless.
The dragon?
That’s what you’re worried about?
Not the people you almost killed?
He’s not dangerous. He-he was protecting me.
They took your mother, for gods’ sake!
If she could see you now standing there with them
when they’ve killed hundreds of us.
And we’ve killed thousands of them!
- [grunts in frustration] - They defend themselves.
That’s all.
They raid us because they have to.
If they don’t bring enough food back,
they’ll be eaten themselves.
There’s something else on their island.
A dragon like I’ve never seen.
Their island?
You’ve been to the nest.
Did I say nest?
How did you find it?
I didn’t. Toothless did.
Only a dragon can find the island.
No. Dad, no.
You don’t know what you’re up against.
This is nothing like you’ve ever seen.
You can’t win this one.
For once in your life, would you please
- just listen to me? - [grunts aggressively]
[grunts]
You’ve thrown your lot in with them.
You’re not one of us.
You’re not my son.
[door creaking shut]
STOICK: Ready the ships!
We sail at dawn!
[breathing heavily]
[distressed groaning]
[busy chatter]
[groaning softly]
♪ ♪
[indistinct shouting]
[groaning]
VIKING: Forward on the leading line!
Swing it out slightly.
Here she comes. Easy.
Careful with the head.
- [muffled growling] - Oh, careful now.
PHLEGMA: Weapons loaded!
SPITELOUT: Spare rigging aboard?
- Aye. - Hoist the sails!
Aye, Chief.
- Ready the oars. - Aye, Stoick.
We set sail for Helheim’s Gate!
Lead us home, devil.
[Toothless growls softly]
♪ ♪
[moans softly]
[wind howling]
I tried to stop them.
I ended up giving them exactly what they wanted.
I should’ve just...
I should’ve killed him when I found him in those woods.
It would have been better for everyone.
Yeah.
The rest of us would have done it.
So, why didn’t you?
- Why didn’t you? - I don’t know.
- I-I couldn’t. - That’s not an answer.
Why is this so important to you all of a sudden?
Because I want to remember what you say right now.
For the love of... Because I was weak.
Because I was a coward, because I wouldn’t
- kill a dragon. - You said "wouldn’t" that time.
Whatever! I wouldn’t!
I’m the first Viking in who knows how long
who wouldn’t kill a dragon.
First to ride one, though.
So?
I wouldn’t kill him because...
...he looked just as frightened as I was.
♪ ♪
When I looked at him...
I saw myself.
Bet he’s really frightened now.
What are you gonna do about it?
Eh.
Probably something stupid.
Hmm.
Well, you’ve already done that.
Then something crazy.
That’s more like it.
♪ ♪
Sound your positions.
Stay within earshot.
SNORTI: One length to your stern.
LOOGI: On your starboard flank.
FUNGI: Why aren’t they attacking?
Maybe they know something we don’t.
Are you just a glutton for punishment or what?
We have a fighting chance this time.
Thanks to Hiccup.
GOBBER: How long do you think we’re gonna...
- STOICK: Shh. - [Toothless purring softly]
Step aside, Drül.
♪ ♪
[continues purring softly]
[grunting]
- SPITELOUT: Ship the oars! - STOICK: Oars in.
[continues purring softly]
SNOTLOUT: Okay, wait.
You just disgraced yourself in front of the whole village.
- Why would we listen to you? -’Cause I said so.
Exactly. Pay attention, gang.
Look, my dad means well, but he’s stubborn.
And he’s about to be way in over his head,
so it’s up to us.
Us?
I can’t pull this off without you guys.
And you all have something special to offer.
Say no more.
You were wise to seek the world’s most deadly weapon.
It’s me.
You’ve got a wild side, and I like it.
Astrid, you’re our strongest fighter.
We need you to lead us.
Lead us where exactly?
They left with every ship we have.
Stick with me.
GOBBER: Oh.
That’s where that went.
Stay low. Be ready.
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
[moaning]
[grunts]
[breathing heavily]
[distant rustling]
We’re here.
[growls softly]
[sniffing]
[trembling breaths]
- No, uh-uh. - [snarls]
Hiccup, I...
Relax.
It’s okay.
[moaning softly]
[growls]
Uh, where are you going?
HICCUP: You’re gonna need something to help you hold on.
Get ready.
It’s gonna be a long night. [grunts]
[dragons chittering]
VIKING: Form a defensive line.
[grunting, busy chatter]
[tools clanking]
VIKING: Sharpen those axes, lads!
♪ ♪
Chief.
Ready, Chief.
- Stand strong. - Aye, Stoick.
- Make your people proud. - We will, Stoick.
Today, we destroy
the reign of the dragon once and for all.
However this ends, it ends right here, right now!
[Vikings grunting rhythmically]
So let’s send these devils back to hell!
[cheering]
♪ ♪
[Vikings shouting indistinctly]
[rumbling]
[breathing heavily]
[dragons chittering]
[yells]
- [Vikings yelling] - [dragons shrieking]
[distressed moaning]
Is that it?
The nest is ours!
[Vikings cheering]
This isn’t over.
[rumbling]
[dragon growling]
Get clear!
Fall back!
GOBBER: Fall back! Everyone, fall back!
♪ ♪
Retreat!
[frantic shouting, screaming]
Move!
[roaring]
[frantic shouting]
[growls]
[frantic shouting continues]
[screaming]
Get to the ships!
No!
[screaming]
[distressed moaning, whimpering]
Get to the far side of the island.
Aye, Chief. Let’s move!
This way! All of you!
- Get out of here, lads! - Follow me!
Gobber, go with the others.
Why? Where are you going?
[grunting]
Actually, I’m gonna stick around.
You’ve got that wild look in your eye.
STOICK: I can buy them some time if I give that thing
something to hunt.
And I can double that time.
[chuckles]
I know. I’m a big softy.
Softest part of you is your teeth.
[growling]
[Stoick and Gobber whooping and yelling]
[both gasp]
♪ ♪
[roaring]
[growling]
Remember, that thing is their queen.
They’re inclined to do whatever it says.
We’ve got to help them fight back.
[gasps]
HICCUP: Fishlegs, what do we got?
Ooh, uh, heavily armored skull and tail,
perfect for bashing and crushing.
Small eyes, large nostrils.
Relies on hearing and smell.
- Got it. Astrid. - ASTRID: Okay.
Snotlout, Fishlegs, hang in its blind spot.
Make some noise. Keep it confused.
Ruff, Tuff, figure out its shot limit.
Make it mad.
TUFFNUT: That’s our specialty!
FISHLEGS: Try not to get killed, guys!
- [flame whooshing] - [screaming]
Uh, this thing doesn’t have a blind spot.
There!
[grunts] Hey, bud.
[stammering]: I’m good.
Be careful.
- [coughing] - [Toothless moaning softly]
I know, I know, but I’m, uh... I’m here now.
[Toothless moaning, whining]
- [snarling] - [grunting]
[grunting]
SNOTLOUT: Keep hammering!
But we’re confusing our own dragons!
SNOTLOUT: Oh, no!
[Snotlout screaming]
- [grunts, groans] - SPITELOUT: This way!
This way! Come on! Come on!
VIKING: Guys, keep moving! Keep moving! Come on!
PHLEGMA: Go!
Is that my kid?
- FISHLEGS: Snotlout! - Come on! Throw it!
[grunting]
Whoa, girl. [whimpers]
Going down.
[grunts]
I’m okay.
[groaning]: Less okay.
[growling]
- [screams] - I got you, Fishlegs.
[yells]
[roaring]
What’s wrong?
Got something in your eye?
Yeah! Now, that’s a Top Slayer.
[Snotlout yells]
[grunting]
[Toothless whining]
[straining]
[Hiccup grunts]
[Toothless sputtering]
[grunting]
[exclaims]
[coughing]
[breathing heavily]
[Hiccup coughing, panting]
[muffled splash]
♪ ♪
[grunts]
[roars softly]
You got it, bud.
Hiccup.
I was only trying to protect you.
I know, Dad.
Let me return the favor.
Whatever happens up there,
I’m proud to call you my son.
And that’s all I need.
Let’s go.
[Toothless roaring]
He’s up!
You two, get Snotlout.
I’ll distract the queen.
[growling]
That’s right. Eyes on me.
RUFFNUT and TUFFNUT: Snotlout!
- [trembling breaths] - [dragon growling]
Now!
Oh, you have got to be kidding me.
[yelling]
Whoa!
[heavy, gasping breaths]
I can’t believe that worked.
[chuckles] Yeah.
[dragon roaring]
- [chittering] - ASTRID: No, no, no, girl.
Fight it! Don’t listen to her!
Shake it off!
[grunts]
[shrieking]
[yells, grunts]
[grunting]
[pained groaning]
[yelps]
[grunting]
[pained groaning]
Astrid.
[grunting]
[yells]
[whooshing]
Did you get her?
[grunts]
♪ ♪
Go.
That thing has wings.
Let’s see if it can use them.
- [whooshing] - [roars]
You think that did it?
[roaring]
Yep.
[indistinct shouting]
[roaring]
All right, bud. It’s time to disappear.
- Here it comes! - [flame whooshing]
Quite the chief you have in the making there.
Aye.
♪ ♪
[roaring]
- [whooshing] - [roars]
- [whooshing] - [Vikings gasping]
[pained roaring]
Watch out!
Okay, time’s up.
Let’s see if this works.
Is that all you’ve got?
[roars]
Stay with me, bud!
Just a little bit longer!
Hold, Toothless!
Now!
[yells]
[sputtering]
[sparks crackling]
- [Vikings gasping, screaming] - [explosive whooshing]
[whimpering]
Yeah, bud, we... No!
[roaring]
STOICK [faintly]: Hiccup!
Hiccup?
Son?
Hiccup!
[Toothless grunts softly]
Oh, son.
[Toothless groans weakly]
[sobs softly]
I’m so sorry.
[moans softly]
♪ ♪
[dragon grumbling]
[soft, trembling breaths]
[moans softly]
STOICK: Hiccup.
[grunting]
He’s alive. He’s alive!
[Vikings cheering]
Yeah!
Yes!
[moans softly]
STOICK: Thank you...
...for saving my son.
Well, you know... [chuckles] most of him.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Hey, Toothless.
[grunts]
Okay.
[panting]
I’m in my house.
You-You’re in my house.
D-Does my dad know you’re here?
Oh, come on.
[Toothless moans softly]
[sniffing]
[moans softly]
[sighs]
[takes deep breath]
[groans softly]
- [grunts] - [Toothless moaning]
Thanks, bud.
♪ ♪
Okay, here we go.
[grunts]
[breathing heavily]
[Toothless moans gently]
[dragon shrieks]
[panting]
Toothless, stay.
[grunts]
Hey, hey, hey! Shouldn’t you be in bed?
[Vikings chattering]
Okay. Hold on tight, guys.
Here we go.
Whoa, whoa!
[whooping, laughter, indistinct chatter]
[indistinct busy chatter]
Hey! Hey!
- There you go! - [chitters playfully]
[dragons chittering]
- There he is! Oh, oh. - Oh! Okay.
STOICK: So, what do you think?
A few changes since you’ve been out.
Flying back here was, uh, quite an experience, let me tell you.
Wait, wait, you... you rode a dragon?
Well... well, that monster burned
all of our ships, so we didn’t really
- have much of a... - ASTRID: Hiccup!
HICCUP: Oh, no.
What’d I do this time?
Ow!
That’s for scaring me.
Okay, is it always gonna be like this? ’Cause...
And that’s for everything else.
You know, ’cause... ’cause I... I-I could get used to that.
STOICK: Yep.
Turns out all we needed was a little more of this.
You just gestured to all of me.
Well, you know, most of you.
New leg is my handiwork with just a dash
of your kooky flair thrown in for good measure.
Here we go.
[grunts] Welcome home.
- You rebuilt it? - Yeah.
I found your designs.
Not too bad.
- [snarling playfully] - Night Fury! [laughs]
- Here he is. - HICCUP: What is it?
What is it, huh?
- Want to take it for a spin? - [squeals excitedly]
♪ ♪
HICCUP: This is Berk.
You’d have to be crazy to move here.
Even crazier to stay.
It’s not for the faint of heart.
Whoo! [laughs]
HICCUP: Any food that grows here
is tough and tasteless.
Come on!
HICCUP: The people that grow here...
- Whoa! - ...are even more so.
[laughing]
The only upsides are the pets.
While other places may have ponies or puppies...
- Come on, bud. - ...we have...
[dragons roaring]
...dragons.
♪ ♪
["You Are My Homeward" playing, rousing orchestral backing]
♪ Luck, how she favors me ♪
♪ Through cold and stormy seas ♪
♪ To reach such wond’rous sights ♪
♪ I travel always forward ♪
♪ Ho, where the dragons play ♪
♪ No harm shall come our way ♪
♪ We sail for another day ♪
♪ Fare thee well, you are my homeward ♪
♪ Love, you shall always be ♪
♪ The loving arms for me ♪
♪ No treasure can compare ♪
♪ No hardships make me falter yet ♪
♪ Do not shed a tear ♪
♪ Bid me farewell, my dear ♪
♪ Fear not for my heart lies here ♪
♪ I return for you are my homeward ♪
♪ You are bringing me homeward ♪
♪ You are bringing me home. ♪
[song ends]
♪ ♪
[choir singing faintly under dramatic orchestral score]
♪ ♪
[slow, somber version of "You Are My Homeward" playing]
♪ Love ♪
♪ You shall always be ♪
♪ The loving arms for me ♪
♪ No treasure can compare ♪
♪ No hardships ♪
♪ Make me falter yet ♪
♪ Do not shed a tear ♪
♪ Bid me farewell, my dear ♪
♪ Fear not ♪
♪ For my heart lies here ♪
♪ I return ♪
♪ For you are my homeward ♪
♪ You are bringing me ♪
♪ Homeward. ♪
[song ends]