Imperfect Harmony Dragons

This changes everything.

OK, bud, go ahead.

-Whoa.

-Amazing.

-Whoa.

-Cool.

Definitely worth getting up for.

Fishlegs, can you make any of it out?

There are parts of maps and symbols, nothing I've seen before.

And there's writing, but it's in a language I've never read before.

What's that thing?

It must be some kind of tribal crest or something.

Ooh, I like that way better than our tribal crest.

Tuff, we don't have a tribal crest.

-Well, we should.

-Yeah, and it should be THAT.

Hiccup, this map, you realise it...?

Goes beyond the boundaries of the archipelago.

Oh, I know.

So what's our next move?

Look at this. There are maps we've never seen, writing we can't read,

dragons we don't recognise. It's incredible! This Dragon Eye,

this is proof that there is a whole other world out there,

a world that must be explored.

This sure beats normal council business.

It's all right, lads, you can speak your mind.

We're a council after all, that's why we're here.

We've been at peace for three years, best years on Berk I can remember.

I think you know as well as I do

that when you go looking for trouble, you usually find it.

I'm with Spitelout.

If that Dragon Eye leads to unknown places and new wild dragons,

then no good will come from any of that.

I completely disagree, Sven. Look around you.

How can you say that no good can come from discovering

new species of dragons?

If they're out there, we have to find them.

If there's anything you and the other riders should be doing,

it's hunting down Dagur and putting him back in jail where he belongs!

Another reason to go.

Dagur was heading beyond our borders,

he thinks we won't go past them, but that's where we'll find him.

Stoick, any time you'd like to chime in we can put this thing to rest.

You're right, Spitelout, let's put this to rest.

-Dad...

-Let me speak, son,

this is as important for you to hear as it is them.

Spitelout, you're absolutely right.

These have been some of our best years.

Nothing is more important than peace - peace among us,

peace with our neighbours and peace with the dragons.

Having said that, let me ask you this, Spitelout.

When you and I first had Alvin in our sights

and everyone was trying to tell us

to leave well enough alone, what did we do?

Crushed him, that's what you did.

-Thank you, Gobber.

-My pleasure, Chief.

When Valka was taken and I went in search of her,

could anyone have stopped me?

Well, technically you're the chief, so, no.

Yes, Gobber, fair point.

But you know where I'm going.

Think of the most important thing in the world to each of you.

Ask yourselves honestly how far you'd be willing to go to get it.

What would you risk?

The boy's life has been dragons,

his life IS dragons and will continue to be.

We couldn't stop him from going if we wanted to.

So we might as well support him.

Go, lad, find whatever it is out there that's pulling on you,

and when you find it, Berk will be right here waiting for you.

You best get out of here before all this nostalgia wears off

and he changes his mind.

You take care of my boy, dragon.

You ready for this?

Blah-blah-blah!

Why do you have to make a production out of EVERYTHING?

Let's just go already.

OK, but if anyone has any reservations...

Into the great beyond!

-OTHERS:

-The great beyond!

OK, no reservations. Let's go!

Whoo!

-HALF-HEARTEDLY:

-Into the great beyond.

-Great beyond.

-BOTH:

-Great beyond.

Great beyond.

Oh, come on, you guys.

So we've had a couple of tough hours,

nothing that's worth anything comes easy.

Is that one of your riddles?

Because now is not the time, my friend.

We have to keep saying, "great beyond".

-Great beyond.

-Great beyond.

OK.

Toothless, let's see if there's anything out there.

Nothing.

-Ugh!

-Seems like the farther we go in, the worse it gets.

Hiccup, I think we should turn back,

we've been flying for most of the day.

We just have to keep pushing forward until we're out of this.

Hiccup, is that...?

Yeah, it is. Everybody, fly into the light.

Whoa!

-Wow!

-Whoa, awesome.

-Look at this!

-It's incredible.

-I know, right?

We made it, Hiccup, we made it!

Guys, can we slap each other on the backs later?

Meatlug's wings are about to fall off.

Sorry, guys, there's a place up ahead we can set down.

Whoa, whoa, what is it, girl? Don't you want to rest?

Guys, do you hear that?

What is that?

I have no idea, but the dragons are definitely pulled towards it.

Then I guess that's where we're going.

This place is amazing.

Cool.

-CHUCKLING:

-OK, I'm never going back to Berk.

Berk? What's that? Because I forgot.

Well, I guess we don't have to vote on where we're making camp.

I'll take care of the fire!

Hookfang, light it up!

Monstrous nightmare gel - don't leave home without it.

HICCUP GROANS

THEY SNORE

Give it back, it's my blanket.

You were right, Hiccup, there's so much more out here.

And it's beautiful.

And this is only the beginning, Astrid.

Who knows what we'll find out here.

Astrid. Wake up.

-Do you hear that?

-What?

I don't hear anything.

Exactly, it's gone, the sound has gone.

So are the dragons!

All of them - gone!

Stormfly!

How many times are you guys going to check behind that rock?

Barf and Belch cannot hide behind it.

Clearly you are not aware of the stealthiness of one Barf and Belch.

Or is that two Barf and Belch?

-Hmm, excellent question. Two heads.

-One dragon.

-Two brains.

-One body.

Two bodies, half a brain!

HE LAUGHS

Nothing. I don't get it.

-Where would they go?

-Oh, my Meatlug!

She wouldn't do this, she wouldn't leave me,

she would never do this on her own!

LEAVES RUSTLE

DRAGON ROARS

Hey-hey! There you are, bud.

Where did you go?

OK, I think your dragon ate something weird in the forest

because he's out of his mind.

No, no, no, I think he's trying to tell us something.

What is it, bud? Is it the other dragons?

Argh!

TOOTHLESS SNORTS

How far do you think he's going to get before he realises?

Hard to say. He seemed pretty committed.

That's OK, bud, I like the enthusiasm.

You guys stay here in case they come back.

Toothless and I are going to look for them from above.

DEEP BELLOW

ROAR

ANSWERING ROAR

No... No, bud, this way.

Wahhh!

Oh, Thor! Oh, Thor!

Thunderdrum!

Good job, bud. Let's hope that's the last we see of that guy.

Anything else you want to draw towards us?

Changewing? Screaming Death maybe?

I'm sure there's one of those around here.

It's not like you're yelling very loudly!

Oh, really? I can barely hear myself -

because that's what happens when you get attacked by a wild Thunderdrum!

OK, we need our dragons. I'm going to go back out there.

LOUDLY: I said, I'm going back out there!

No! No, you're not. I will take your other leg!

No way, Hiccup, you are not leaving us alone.

We're dragonless AND defenceless!

-LOUDLY:

-And we can only communicate by yelling!

-LOUDLY:

-Which, although quite enjoyable, is not very stealthy!

Are you hearing any of this?

OK, fine, we'll all go together.

Oh, for... I SAID WE'LL ALL GO TOGETHER!

Why didn't you just say so?

-Uh, Hiccup?

-I know, Fishlegs, no longer amazing.

Can we get a vote for creepy and weird?

THEY GASP

Are those what I think they are?

-Weirdly shaped white rocks?

-Dragon bones.

Ah! Bone yard! Yes, I like it.

I don't like it.

-What is this stuff?

-No idea.

LOUD SHRIEK

OK, what was that?

That, my friend, is a dragon in trouble.

ROARING

PAINED GROWLING

You guys do know what's going on here, don't you?

Yeah, something is trapping the dragons in this amber rock substance

and immobilising them.

Oh. I had a completely different idea

that involved oily fish and bad mutton.

Then it's breaking them out and...

And eating them. Ugh...

Come on, who would be doing that?

DRAGON ROARS

BOOMING ROAR

How about that guy? Yeah, he looks suspect to me.

No, no, Toothless... No, bud!

DRAGON CALLS

It's the sound, that song, that's what draws the dragons in.

-Songwing!

-What?

-That's what we should name it.

-Now? Really?

-You want to name it now?!

-We need to call it something.

Yeah, I'm thinking Death Song might be more appropriate.

You know, because you hear the song - you're dead.

Tell you what, he makes a pretty good point.

Yeah, I do. Wait, what was it again?

It doesn't matter what we call it.

If it's doing it to all these dragons,

then it probably did it to ours.

-We have to find them.

-Fast.

-Stormfly!

-Hookfang! HOOKFANG!

Snotlout, look!

Hooky! I am getting you out of there, Fangster.

Astrid, I've got Stormfly!

DRAGON ROARS

Toothless, no!

NO! You guys, get your dragons free, now!

I can't move! I'm totally stuck!

Me too. I can't believe that thing got me.

-I'm usually so limber.

-Yeah?

Well, at least you got your own cocoon.

Yeah, like this is a picnic for me(!)

I'm fine.

-ASTRID:

-Hiccup, it's coming for you!

Astrid!

Ugh!

Arghhhh!

THUD!

HE GRUNTS

Oh, hey. Remember me?

OK, so, I'm thinking we...may have gotten off on the wrong foot.

Note for The Book Of Dragons - Thunderdrums carry a grudge.

Agh.

DRAGON ROARS

Don't worry, I got your back.

That's not going to hold him for long.

OK, you might not like what I'm about to do,

but trust me, it's going to work out for both of us.

Whoaaa!

Haven't we been over this?

I said I'm trying to help the both of us.

Don't you listen?

Of course. Of course you don't listen.

You're a Thunderdrum, and Thunderdrums are hard of hearing.

AHH!

HICCUP GRUNTS

At least we lost the Death Song.

Oh, no, I can't believe this is actually happening.

I should've left all those guys back on Berk.

Now they're cocooned in that crazy rock stuff

and I'm being chased by an angry Death Song,

and I'm stuck here with a wild Thunderdrum

who can't hear a word I'm saying.

Wait a second.

If you guys can hardly hear a thing,

then you probably can't hear the Death Song's call.

And if you can't hear the Death Song, then it can't lure you in!

No wonder you haven't been caught and you're all alone.

So you know what, Mr Thunderdrum?

You know what? You're going to help me get my friends back.

And I'm going to make sure that dragon never bothers you again.

What do you say?

Where's Hiccup? I knew he'd leave us.

-I have to pee.

-He didn't leave us.

He'll be back. If I could just reach my knife...

It wouldn't matter, Astrid.

Whatever this is, it's really strong.

Ugh! I don't think we can cut through it.

If we can't cut it, then how do we get out of here?

Yeah, you can't tell me that my last breath

is going to be inhaling her stinky fish hair.

Oh, yeah, that's real original!

You know what? I hope it eats you first,

at least I'll have something cool to watch before I die.

You just stay on your side of the cocoon, missy.

Whoa!

What's going on? Do it again!

OK, so that's a negative on plan A - ramming the cocoon open.

Please tell me you have a plan B.

If it involves cutting, ramming or ripping,

you might as well forget it, Hiccup.

Once it cools down, this stuff is hard as any rock I've ever seen.

-Cools down?

-And hardens.

-Hmm.

-Nobody move.

-Yeah, that's funny, a real comedian.

What are you doing, Hiccup?

Just trust me, Snotlout.

Says the man who's about to set me on fire!

You said it only stings a little.

I was lying. You know I'm a liar!

It'll be OK, Snotlout, I promise.

SNOTLOUT GROANS

HE SQUEAKS QUIETLY

Hurry up, Hiccup!

He just took the appetiser, I think I'm the main course!

-Oh, Thor.

-Fishlegs, relax,

it could take him hours for him to eat that dragon.

DRAGON ROARS

FISHLEGS WHIMPERS

Hi, sir.

Hey, remember us?

Agh!

Yes! It's working!

Hey, bud. Good to see you.

TOOTHLESS GROWLS

SNARLING

It's an adolescent Thunderdrum. No wonder he stuck around.

Snotlout, you get the Thunderdrum, I'll handle the Death Song.

Hey, let's relocate this guy, permanently.

And I've got just the place.

OK, Mr Death Song, welcome to your new home.

OK, bud, get us out of here.

Yeah! Nice going, big guy.

No-one's going to hear his song in there.

If I were you two, I would maybe find another island.

I don't know how long that's going to hold.

Uh, you know they can't hear you, right?

Yes, Tuff, I know. Let's get out of here.

Hey, gang, I just wanted to say,

I'm sorry for getting you all into this.

-If you want to turn back...

-Are you kidding?

-No way!

This is the most fun we've had in years!

There is one thing we need to do, though.

-I'm all ears.

-We need an island, our own island.

Astrid's right, Hiccup.

We're way too far out to travel back and forth to Berk.

What we need is a base of operations.

Exactly. But this time, we don't let the dragons pick it.

-MEATLUG GROWLS

-Sorry, girl, it had to be said.

All right, Snotlout, you're the man of the hour

for bringing the monstrous nightmare gel. You choose.

-Seriously?

-Yeah, seriously.

All right! What do you say, Fangster?

Couldn't agree more! Into the great beyond!

-ALL:

-The great beyond!