When Darkness Falls Dragons

This changes everything.

BOYS SCREAM

"Let's explore the island on foot.

"Rest the dragons for a long trip home."

-I'm a mutton head!

-Ahh! Oh!

OK, genius. What's our next move?

Er, w-weapons. We need weapons.

-Got one!

-Snotlout, let go!

-What? I called dibs, now give me!

OK, so check that island off the list.

Ooh-hoo-hoo! This is so exciting!

Searching the high seas for an island outpost to call our own.

Yeah, I like this idea!

Move away from Berk, get my own place, away from you-know-who.

Yeah, you're telling me, sister.

I am so sick of you-know-who.

He never knows when to shut up!

I want him out of here!

Guys, let's focus, all right? We need to find an island

that's safe, secure and habitable for both us and the dragons.

Blah, blah, blah! How many times do we have to hear that?

Until we find what we're looking for?

Let's check this one out.

Not bad, not bad.

Lots of fresh water.

Seems like a plentiful food supply.

And lots of cool blue flowers.

-I'm in.

-Wait, aren't those...?

-FISHLEGS GASPS

-Blue Oleander.

-Deadly poisonous to dragons.

-So we're not staying?

Oh, this island is beautiful!

I even like those weird dots all over the...

Those aren't dots, they're Whispering Death holes!

-Been there, done that.

-Next!

SCREAMING

My bad! Should have crossed this island off the list.

THEY SCREAM

OK.

-This looks pretty good.

-Those cliffs could work.

Good sightlines, easily defendable.

-The location is great.

-It's perfect.

Yeah. Too perfect.

I'm just saying, in the immortal words of the mighty Thor,

when something looks too perfect, it probably sucks.

Yeah, you know, I'm pretty sure Thor

-never said anything remotely like that.

-Oh, really? How do you know?

Do you know Thor? Have you talked to him recently?

-No, but...

-Well, because I have. Mm-hm.

And I don't recall him mentioning you.

Look, I just have a feeling about this place

and I think we all know what happens when I get a feeling.

-We ignore it?

-Mark my words,

there WILL be something wrong with this island.

Something mysterious, something horrible.

Something... Something!

You finished?

OK, first thing we need to do is set up camp for the night.

We need dry wood for fire.

We need fresh water and we need someone on traps.

-Snotlout, what is that?

-It's an S, for Snotlout.

I think aesthetically it would look nice flying over.

That's ridiculous.

It doesn't matter what the outpost looks like.

It needs to be functional and operational.

Guys? What we really need is...

Is a place for rest, relaxation

and replenishing after a hard day's work.

You're absolutely right, Hiccup.

Look. Meatlug and I had some thoughts...

Is that a hot tub?

No, that's the mud bath!

The hot tub is over there.

TOOTHLESS GROWLS Tell me about it.

Wait a minute, everyone stop.

-I don't see it.

-Me neither.

-See what?

-Um, the boar pit.

Where is it? Where's the boar pit?

You see, the centrepiece of any good outpost is a boar pit.

-Why?

-Everybody needs a little entertainment

every now and then. Don't they?

Well, we do know where to get boars.

Oops! Sorry about that.

OK, so now that we have your attention,

we really need to set up camp for the night.

-Wait, what about the...?

-Da-da-da-da! We'll talk about

the dragon outpost design in the morning.

-For now, someone needs to get the water.

-Urgh!

I don't know about you, but I like Whiny Berk Hiccup way better than

Princess Outpost Hiccup.

I know, right?

HICCUP SIGHS

-What is it, bud?

-I'll tell you what it is.

Rats. Rats the size of yaks.

No, it could also... Is it yaks the size of rats?

Yak rats! Wait, those would be adorable.

No, no, I know what it is.

It's yaks the size of dragons. Right, Toothless? You feel me, T?

There's no such thing as yaks the size of dragons.

Yak dragons to you, my friend.

And when you've heard their cries, you'll believe. Trust me. Mm-hm.

Rrrrr-kay! Ya-na-na-na-noooo! Pa-poo!

That's right. Let that roll around in your head for a minute.

All right, Tuffnut, knock it off.

Yeah, you're not scaring anyone.

Really? What if there were snakes out there in the dark? Hm?

Giant snakes?

Snakes big enough to swallow a man whole

and then barf out his bones? BLA-ARGH!

Ha, please!

Barfing out bones.

-What?

-Yeah, that's right.

Go to bed. Sleep, if you can.

Trolls, demon toads...

-HOWLING

-Ah! What was that?

SNORING

-FLUTTERING

-Ah! Oh!

HOWLING

-FLUTTERING

-Ah!

Oh!

-What's in the trees?

-FLUTTERING

Ah!

Yak rats! I knew it.

Ah!

CHICKEN CLUCKS

Oh, it's just a chicken. It's a tiny chicken.

Well... Ahem!

Hello, breakfast!

HE GASPS

CREATURE ROARS

Oh...my...Thor.

-HE SNORES

-Astrid, you look like a pillow.

Help! Ah! Ahhhh!

Chicken! roaring, roaring, huge chicken!

-Chicken roar! Huge, huge!

-Is he saying he saw a big roaring chicken?

Not chicken. Dragon.

Huge, massive.

-What's another word? Colossal.

-But what happened to the chicken?

Forget the chicken! We've got to get out of here!

Is anyone falling for this?

I don't know. I haven't seen him this freaked out

-since he found a leech on his...

-OK, I'm going to stop you there.

-Urgh!

-OK, fine, let's just check this out,

so we can all go back to sleep.

OK. When this giant beast rips us limb from limb,

I will expect a full apology from each and every one of you.

And a handshake. Oh, you won't be able to shake hands

because your limbs will be gone.

Shhh! Ha! Ha-ha!

Hah!

-CHICKEN CLUCKS

-No, no, no, it was here.

And it was huge! I'm not making this up!

Here, tell them. You were standing there. Tell them, chicken.

Er, you're scaring me, bro, OK? And we shared a womb.

-CHICKEN CLUCKS

-I can't even look at you right now.

-CHICKEN CLUCKS

-What did you just say?

-Cluck!

-I didn't think so.

OK, now, let's talk outpost.

Since you've brought it up, I've been working on my designs.

We'll set up lookout posts with interlocking fields of fire and...

Never get any rest.

But here, in my meditation garden...

Neither of those is S-shaped. Did you not see my design?

-Boar pit! Boar pit! Boar pit!

-Guys, guys, guys, listen to me, OK?

We need one idea.

We can't design five different outposts.

Or can we?

You know what? Boar pit, great idea.

Whoa. What just happened?

-Oh, S shape? I love it.

-Don't freak me out, Hiccup.

-It gives me the willies.

-I'm just saying,

let's all come up with a design that we think is the best

and then we'll vote on it.

Does that sound fair?

-What are you up to?

-N-Nothing.

Nothing at all, just trying to keep the troops happy.

You know what they say, happy troops are...happy...groups.

Hey, speaking of troops. Ruff, where's your other half?

Don't ask me!

All I know is this boar pit is not going to dig itself.

OK, giant dragon.

You are officially on notice! Oh, you can run, but you can't hide.

I guess you can fly. You can also run.

You can run or fly, but either way, you can't hide,

because nothing escapes the watchful eye... Ah!

TUFFNUT YELLS

Oh, I am hurt! I am very much hurt!

CHICKEN CLUCKS

You couldn't have warned me?

OK, so it's going to be the hard way.

Fine. That's the way I like it.

Just ask the chicken.

Ha! Ha! See?

Oh, yeah. Tuffnut Thorston is locked in now.

He ain't falling off another cliff... Ah! Ahhhh!

Multiple ledges! Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

This island is very cliffy!

Do you hear that, Toothless?

That's the sound of peace and quiet.

You know, making them work together

might just be the best idea I've ever had.

Er, excuse me? MY rock.

Oh, how do you figure?

I need it! That rock makes the bottom of my S and I need my S.

Really? Your S?

Your genius architectural marvel.

Give me the rock!

Ah, since you put it like that...

There. There's your rock.

And there's your architectural marvel.

And I've spoken too soon.

Hey, Hiccup. I'm ready for a dry run.

-You want to be the boar?

-SHE CACKLES

Whoa! What happened to him?

You've really been out there all day looking for that dragon?

Instead of digging our boar pit? Priorities, huh?

Or maybe he really did see something.

Oh, I saw something. You did too, you little backstabber. Tell them.

-CHICKEN CLUCKS

-Oh, save it!

-You had your chance.

-Or this whole thing is a bunch of stinky yak dung.

You know what? First of all, yak dung, when made into a nice tea,

can be quite aromatic.

Agreed, but I still think you're just trying to scare everybody.

There's no dragon out there.

Yeah, there is, Ruffnut.

You want to put your mutton where your mouth is?

Oh, you're not suggesting...?

Oh, I am. I'm suggesting like a hot Gronckle in a lava pit

and you know exactly what that means.

What is going on with you two?

-Silence!

-I officially declare Thorston challenge.

-Thorston what?

-Accepted.

Usual stakes?

-Of course.

-What? What stakes?

-It's better you don't know.

-THEY SPIT

Now give me that thing!

-Give it to me!

-It's mine!

-I know, bud.

I'm losing it, too. Ruff, Tuff, wait up!

How about a couple of impartial judges for the Thorston challenge?

For the love of Thor, take us with you!

-TUFFNUT SNORES

-Tastes like chicken.

Chicken on a stick. Chicken a la mode.

And that's where we should probably call it a night.

Chicken and ice cream.

Sure! Since we never found that quote-unquote "yak dragon",

declare me the Thorston challenge winner and we can all go home!

OK, sure. By the power vested in me,

I hereby declare that Ruffnut is the... Whoa!

I don't believe it.

Me neither! Tuffnut wins the Thorston challenge.

Yes! Told you. Now pay up.

Guys, focus! Look where it's headed, straight for our campsite.

If it catches those guys asleep on the ground...

Guys!

CHICKEN CROWS

CHICKEN CLUCKS

I forgive you, too.

See you in Valhalla!

-DRAGON ROARS

-Here we go!

-WHOA!

-What in the name of...?

It's not one big dragon, it's tons of little ones!

If this is Valhalla...

BOTH: ..what are you doing here?

Whoa, check that out.

DRAGONS SQUEAL

They're joining back up around the white one!

He must be the leader.

This is amazing. Guys, what are you doing?

Bam! Problem solved.

All right, let's head home.

I don't know about you, bud, but I've got a bad feeling about this.

-DRAGON SQUEALS

-Oh, amazing.

It looks sort of like a terrible terror.

But bigger and meaner.

And it seems like they're nocturnal.

You know, they come out at night.

Yeah, I knew that. Noca-turnal. I was going to explain that to them.

THEY LAUGH

I say we call them Night Terrors!

Hey, I saw them first, so I get to name them.

CHICKEN SQUAWKS

No, you always say that.

Now, let's think about this logically.

They come out at night.

And they're terrifying.

Terror of the night.

I've got it! Smidvarg and the Gang!

And Night Terrors it is.

DISTANT ROAR

DRAGON SQUEALS

What's going on out there?

I don't know. Whatever it is, Smidvarg doesn't like it

and the Gang ain't paying attention.

Let's check it out.

ROARING

Changewings!

I know, bud. Not exactly a fair fight, is it?

Let's even up the odds.

No bullies on our island!

Hey, you can't treat our dragons like that!

Only we can treat our dragons like that!

That should take care of them.

But what about those guys?

-Incoming!

-How many?

-Too many!

-Why are they all coming here now?

I-it must be the Night Terrors.

When we captured the white one, they all split up.

Oh, of course!

They flock into a shape of a giant version of themselves

as a defence mechanism to scare off predators.

And now that they can't...

-They're lunch!

-Oh, I knew this was going to be bad.

OK, we have to help them.

I'll head back for the white Night Terror.

He's their leader. You guys hold them off as long as you can.

DRAGON SQUEALS

Yep, probably deserve that.

You leave our Smidvarg alone!

Great job.

OK, you cover Smidvarg from behind, Toothless and I will lead the way.

What? OK, so it's growing on me.

DRAGON SNARLS

Lava blast! Oh, Thor!

-Oh, Thor!

-Stormfly!

-HE SCREAMS

-Oh, Thor!

DRAGONS ROAR

Yes!

-What's this?

-A diagram of our new outpost.

I got the idea from Smidvarg.

So, see, I combined all your ideas into one giant base

and I was thinking we could call it The Dragon's Edge.

What do you guys think?

OK, I just need to point out that this is the first time

that that has ever happened.

Let's take a look. Everybody gets to make their section of Dragon's Edge

whatever they want it to be.

Astrid, you can make yours the most heavily armed bedroom in the known

Viking world. And, Fishlegs, your place is quiet and secluded,

overlooking the ocean. Very serene, very relaxing,

with lots of room for your very own rock garden.

Snotlout, your spot is up here.

Now, it's not S-shaped,

but you can go S crazy and paint them all over it.

Yeah, I can! Snotlout!

RUFFNUT AND TUFFNUT: Boar pit! Boar pit! Boar pit! Boar pit!

Yes, yes! Aha! Glad you brought that up.

There's a space for one right underneath your hut.

Just do me a favour and lock up the boars after you're done with them.

-Aw!

-You do care. Boo-da-boo-da-doo!

We'll connect the different sections with bridges,

zip lines and gang planks.

We'll have really cool stables with our own landing strip

and, of course, a dragon training arena.

And in the centre, overlooking everything else

will be the clubhouse. The eye of Dragon's Edge.

It's really taking shape.

And now for one more addition to our new outpost.

-Tuff?

-That's it, that's right.

-CHICKEN CLUCKS

Er...

What? Oh.

Smidvarg! Ouch! Ow! Ow!

What? Oh, I can't have friends now?

Well, if we're going to share the island with them,

I thought we should share the outpost, too.

Plus, it doesn't hurt that they seem to have an instinct to protect.

They'll be like sentries. Right, Smidvarg?

OK, so the Thorston challenge.

When is Ruffnut going to pay up?

She already has.

Can't you tell? I mean, look at her.

She lost, so she had to swap clothes with me.

Right. And if you had lost?

I'd have to swap clothes with her.

Yeah, but you guys are exactly...

-Don't go there.

-DRAGON ROARS

-What are they doing now?

-I have no idea.

Hiccup, look!

Whoa! Awesome!

-Amazing.

-Impressive!

HICCUP LAUGHS/CHICKEN SQUAWKS

Oh, chicken.

I couldn't have squawked it better myself.