How to Train Your Dragon

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.

HiccupEdit

  • (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, the chief of the tribe. They say that when he was a baby, he popped a dragon's head clean off its shoulders. Do I believe it? Yes, I do.
  • (voice-over) The meathead with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber. I've been his apprentice ever since I was little... well, littler.
  • (voice-over) Oh, and there's one more thing you need to know... (crash; aloud, to Stoick) Sorry, Dad.
  • Oh, the gods hate me! Some people lose their knife or their mug. No, not me! I managed to lose an entire dragon!
  • (coming upon the supposedly dead body of a Night Fury) Oh, wow... I-I did it! Oh, I did it! This-this fixes everything! Yes! (places his foot on the dragon; heroically) I have brought down this mighty beast! (Night Fury stirs; Hiccup jumps back in alarm. He approaches cautiously, looking the dragon 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'M A VIKING! [He takes a deep breath and raises the knife; their eyes meet, the dragon's wide and frightened; Hiccup shakes himself and lifts the knife higher as the dragon goes limp; Hiccup drops his arm, frustrated, and looks from the knife to the dragon, remorseful] I did this... [he kneels and cuts the ropes, freeing the dragon]
  • [offering the Night Fury a fish, Hiccup gets a good look inside his mouth] Huh. Toothless. I could've 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 tailfin) Oh, my-! It's working! Yes! Yes, I did it!
  • All right, it's go time, it's go time...
  • (Riding Toothless) Oh, this is amazing! The wind in my... CHEAT SHEET! STOOOP!!!
  • [about the dragons] Everything we know about you guys... is wrong.
  • [After Stoick gives him a helmet made from his mom's breastplate) Thank you for the 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.
  • [to Toothless, with Astrid aboard, during extreme flying; sighs] ..and now, the spinning. [wearily/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 out 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.

Stoick the VastEdit

  • (to a Nightmare) You're all out.
  • Either we finish them, or they'll finish us.
  • We're Vikings! It's an occupational hazard.
  • (presents Hiccup with a horned helmet) Your mother would have wanted you to have it... It's half her breastplate. (points to his own helmet) Matching set. Keeps... keeps her close, you know.
  • I would have gone for the hammer.
  • (to Toothless) Lead us home, devil.
  • This isn't over! Form your ranks! Hold together!

GobberEdit

  • (to Hiccup) Stay... put... there. You know what I mean.
  • Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy, Hiccup can cover the stall. 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' lair, 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 bullheaded, stubborn Viking you ever were! (Stoick, dumbfounded, nods in agreement)

AstridEdit

  • Is this some kind of a joke to you? Our parents' war is about to become ours! Figure out which side you're on.
  • 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... (slugs him in the gut with her axe handle) ...for everything else!
  • Oh, Great Odin's ghost! Oh, this is it! (screams)
  • Okay, I am sorry! I'm sorry! Just get me off of this thing!
  • All right, 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!

SnotloutEdit

  • (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 a Gronkle)
  • (shoves Astrid aside) Watch out, babe, I'll take care of this one. (throws weapon at Deadly Nadder, but misses; Astrid looks at him while the Nadder 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 eye) What's wrong, buddy? Got somethin' in your eye?
  • (having leapt from the Red Death onto the Zippleback ridden by Ruff and Tuff) You know, I can't believe that worked!

FishlegsEdit

  • (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 Gronkle) I'm okay! (the Gronkle flips, crushing him underneath) Less okay!

Tuffnut & RuffnutEdit

  • 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 Zippleback 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 lines] Oh, I'm hurt! I am very much hurt!

DialogueEdit

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!! Mornin'!

Gobber: Oh, nice of you to join the party! I thought you'd been carried off!
Hiccup: Who, me? Nah, 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 machine) 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 machine] ...is what I'm talkin' about!
Hiccup: But, uh... mild calibration issues...
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 bein' all of you!
Hiccup: [nodding and glaring at Gobber] Oh!
Gobber: Oh, yeah.
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: 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. 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 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... they call it the...
Viking: NIGHT FURY!
Another Viking: GET DOWN!
Hiccup: [voice-over] This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and [a building gets blasted] never misses. No one has ever killed a Night Fury. That's why I'm going to be the first.

Hiccup: [after making a disaster of the latest dragon attack] ...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: 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] Uh, between you and me, the village could do with a little less feeding, don't you think?
Stoick: This isn't a joke, Hiccup! 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.

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 the Night Fury]

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: You got a headache.
Stoick: That rock split in two! It taught me what a Viking can do, Gobber! 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 sounds hopeless, but the truth is, you won't always be around to protect him. He's gonna get out there again. He's probably out there now.

[Hiccup returns home after failing to kill the Night Fury. 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/Stoick: I've decided I don't want to fight dragons./I think it's time you learned to fight dragons. [beat] What?
Stoick: Uh, you go first.
Hiccup: No, no, you go first.
Stoick: All right. [takes another deep breath] You get your wish. Dragon Training. You start in the morning.
Hiccup: 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.

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; unenthusiastically] 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] Can I transfer to the class 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?!? [calms down] And the Gronckle.
Fishlegs: [whispers to Hiccup] Jaw strength 8.

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 blasts Fishlegs' shield] Fishlegs, out.
[Fishlegs runs away, screaming]

[After the first day of Dragon Training]
Gobber: Now, where did Hiccup go wrong today?
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. 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. And 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'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...!
[The Nadder 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. [barks] NOW GET IN THERE!!
Hiccup: I know, I know. But... hypothetically--

[Running from the Deadly Nadder, 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]
Fishlegs: Razor-sharp, serrated teeth that inject venom for pre-digestion, prefers ambush attack, and 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! It's like the size of my- [the Terror leaps onto his face] AAH! OH, GET IT OFF!

Stoick: You've been keeping secrets.
Hiccup: I-I have?
Stoick: Just how long did you think you could hide it?
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!
Hiccup: Good, please, by all means.
Astrid: [approaches the Gronkle stealthily] This time! This time, for sure! [prepares to attack the Gronkle - only to find that Hiccup has already defeated it] 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] It's okay, you just scared him.
Astrid: I scared him?! [pause] Who... is him?
Hiccup: Uh, Astrid, Toothless. Toothless, Astrid. [Toothless growls menacingly at her. Astrid runs off to tell the village.] Da, da, da, we're dead! [Toothless shrugs and walks away] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Where do you think you're going?

Astrid: [hanging from a tree branch] Hiccup, get me down from here!
Hiccup: 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, Astrid, and Toothless return to the cove from the Dragon's Nest after witnessing the Red Death for the first time]
Astrid: Let's find your dad.
Hiccup: No, no! No, not yet. They'll kill Toothless. 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: [proud and determined] Yes.
[Astrid surprisingly gazes at him; 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]
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, 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 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 the Nightmare are face to face. Hiccup drops his knife and shield and reaches out to touch the Nightmare. The Vikings start mumbling]
Stoick: What is he doing?
Hiccup: [to the Nightmare] It's okay. It's okay. [takes his helmet off and throws it aside] I'm not one of them.
[The Vikings gasp]
Stoick: [confused] What? 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 the Nightmare into attacking Hiccup]

Stoick: [confronts Hiccup about his friendship with Toothless] I should have known. I should have seen the signs.
Hiccup: Dad...
Stoick: We had a deal!
Hiccup: I know! We did but that was before I... Oh, it's all so messed up.
Stoick: So everything in the ring... A TRICK?! A lie?
Hiccup: I screwed up. I should have told you before now. Take this out on me, be mad at me, but please, just don't hurt Toothless!
Stoick: [shocked] The dragon? That's what you're worried about?! Not the people you almost killed?!
Hiccup: He was just protecting me! He's not dangerous!
Stoick: They've killed hundreds of us!
Hiccup: And we've killed thousands of them! 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, Dad. It's a dragon like....
Stoick: [interrupting] Their island? So you've been to the Nest?
Hiccup: [realizes his mistake] Did I say "Nest"?
Stoick: [demandingly] How did you find it?
Hiccup: No, no, I didn't. Toothless did. Only a dragon can find the island. [Stoick pauses; Hiccup realizes what he is thinking] No, no, Dad, no please. It's not what you think. You don't know what you're up against. It's like nothing you've ever seen. [Stoick shoves Hiccup out of the way] Dad, please. I promise you, you can't win this one! [Stoick continues to walk away. Hiccup runs up to him and grabs his arm; on the brink of tears] Dad, no! For once in your life, would you please just listen to me?!
Stoick: [throws him aside] You've thrown your lot in with them. You're not a Viking... you're not my son. [leaves and closes the door on the heartbroken Hiccup] READY THE SHIPS!

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? 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.
[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: Then something crazy! [runs off]
Astrid: 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...

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]

[After the Red Death is destroyed, Stoick sees Toothless down, with Hiccup nowhere in sight]
Stoick: [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] Ah, 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 a 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?

Stoick: Turns out all we needed was a little more of... this.
Hiccup: You just gestured to all of me!

Astrid: [punches Hiccup in the arm] That's for scaring me!
Hiccup: Wha-what?! What, is it always gonna be this way? 'Cause- [Astrid cuts him off by kissing him on the lips] I could get used to it.

FeaturettesEdit

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 the Gronckle - which raises its 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 the Nightmare's mouth shut and laughs. The Nightmare slowly raises its head, lifting Snotlout into the air] The rest of the dragon, however, is free to do whatever it wants.
[Nightmare 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 the Zippleback, yelling and banging their shields.] Sly, surprising, but certain noises can confuse it. [Ruffnut and Tuffnut collide and start arguing and shoving each other. The Zippleback notices them, and each head snaps up one of the twins] Other noises, however, just make it angry. Ha ha ha... [Hanging from the Zippleback'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: Lesson Six: 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.

Legend of the BoneknapperEdit

Stoick: Gobber, for the last time, there is no such thing as a...
Gobber: Boneknapper?
[The crowd groans, "Boneknapper...?"]
Tuffnut: Oh ho! [beat] What-napper?
Gobber: A disgusting, foul beast, wearing a coat of stolen bones, like a giant, flying skeleton.
Fishlegs: Ooh ooh! The dragon manual says that the Boneknapper willl stop at nothing to find the perfect bone to build its coat of armor. It's awesome!

Gobber: The Boneknapper has no roar at all. That's why he's terrifying. He's a silent killer.
Ruffnut: Wait. So if we don't hear anything, we're dead?
[Everyone looks around the boat nervously.]
Tuffnut: I don't hear anything.
[A sheep bleats and everyone jumps.]
Gobber: Ha ha ha! Good one, Phil!

Ruffnut: [as their boat sinks] Now we're stuck in the middle of nowhere, and no one even knows where we are.
Fishlegs: Um, except the Boneknapper. Legend says its roar can s...
Snotlout: Hey, you know what legend also says? Stop talking!

Gobber: Ooh, azaleas!

Fishlegs: Uh, Gobber? Are you sure this is safe?
Gobber: Ah, safety's overrated.

[Gobber, in his flashback story, has been pinned by the Boneknapper at the edge of a cliff]
Gobber: [voice-over] I did what any brave Viking would have done... [high-pitched] Help! [voice-over] The gods must have heard my prayer... it was Thor! He tossed a mighty thunderbolt... [the bolt hits the ground below the cliff] You missed!
Thor: Wait for it...
Gobber: [voiceover] Then, from the center of the earth, blasted forth... the hammerhead yak riding the hammerhead whale!
Hammerhead Yak: Deploy the yak.

[after Gobber outlines his plan for trapping the Boneknapper]
Snotlout: [aside] It's sad when they get old.

[as everyone argues, Fishlegs sees the Boneknapper land behind them]
Fishlegs: Um, guys? GUYS!
Everyone: WHAT?
[The Boneknapper hisses.]
Hiccup: It's right behind us, isn't it?

[Taking cover from the Boneknapper's flames]
Snotlout: [rapidly, to himself] Find a happy place, find a happy place...

Snotlout: You expect us to believe that a frozen Viking punched you in the face?
Gobber: Yeah! Twice!

Tuffnut: [sitting on the tail of the Boneknapper] This tailbone is hurting my tailbone!

Gift of the Night FuryEdit

Hiccup: [opening lines] This is Berk. Boasting the kind of balmy, fun-in-the-sun climate that will give you frostbite on your spleen. The one upside is our annual holiday. We call it... Snoggletog. Why we chose such a stupid name remains a mystery. But with the war long over, and dragons living amongst us, this year's Snoggletog promises to be one to remember.

[After Meatlug, Fishlegs' Gronckle, disappears with Hiccup in tow]
Fishlegs: I can't believe him!
Astrid: [incredulous] You can't believe him?! You kidnapped your dragon!
Fishlegs: That makes it sound so mean...
[Tuffnut and Ruffnut notice something in Meatlug's nest]
Tuffnut: [shocked] Hey, guys?
Astrid: [not paying attention, to Fishlegs] He flew away the second he was unleashed!
Fishlegs: I'm seventy percent sure he wanted to stay-
Tuffnut: [irritated] Guys!
[The others finally see what's in the nest]
Fishlegs: Whoa! Meatlug barfed up a pile of rocks!
Ruffnut: You're such an idiot. Those aren't rocks, your dragon laid eggs!
Astrid: Wait a minute... I bet that's why the dragons left; to lay their eggs!
Fishlegs: [confused] But... boy dragons don't lay eggs.
Ruffnut: Uh, yeah, your "boy" dragon... is a girl dragon.
Fishlegs: [surprised] Okay, that... actually explains a few things...
Astrid: Hey! Everyone's missing their dragons, right?
Snotlout: Oh boy, here it comes...
Astrid: I've got an idea! [ties a ribbon around one of the eggs] It'll be another new Snoggletog tradition!

Hiccup: [after seeing a Gronckle egg explode as it hatches] Man, it's a good thing those don't hatch on Berk!

[After the teens plant a Gronkle egg in each Viking's house]
Astrid: Wasn't this a great idea?
Fishlegs: Uh-huh! Everybody's gonna be so surprised! [a house explodes and an egg fragment flies out and hits Fishlegs] Ow...
Snotlout: Surprise!
[A baby Gronkle lands on Fishlegs' chest]
Snotlout, Tuffnut, and Ruffnut: Aw...
Astrid: [horrified] The eggs explode? [a Viking house explodes] THE EGGS EXPLODE! [Another Viking house explodes. A villager comes running out] I'm sorry. [More explosions. Another villager runs past her] So sorry.

Stoick the Vast: [after Hiccup returns with the dragons and their babies] Everyone! Grab your dragons! To the Great Hall! We finally have something to celebrate!

Hiccup: [last lines] Winter in Berk lasts most of the year. It hangs on with both hands and won't let go. And the only real comforts against the cold are those you keep close to your heart. Turns out, that was the best Snoggletog ever. That year, I gave my best friend a pretty great gift... He got me a better one.

TaglinesEdit

  • One adventure will change two worlds

CastEdit

See alsoEdit

  • Lilo & Stitch, a 2002 Disney film also written and directed by Chris Sanders and Dean DeBlois

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Last modified on 13 April 2014, at 08:44