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Let's go, bud! | 0:00:03 | 0:00:04 | |
-Yeah! -Whoo! -Wow! | 0:00:11 | 0:00:13 | |
'They say two heads are better than one, which is often true. | 0:00:22 | 0:00:26 | |
'But, four heads? Eh, that's a few heads too many.' | 0:00:26 | 0:00:29 | |
How are we supposed to see up here? | 0:00:29 | 0:00:31 | |
You're not. That's the whole point. | 0:00:32 | 0:00:35 | |
Oh... No, I still don't get it. | 0:00:35 | 0:00:37 | |
When you two can't see, you have to trust Barf and Belch to see for you. | 0:00:37 | 0:00:41 | |
Like this. | 0:00:41 | 0:00:43 | |
Why does he always have to speak in riddles? | 0:00:43 | 0:00:45 | |
I say we trust US. | 0:00:45 | 0:00:47 | |
Yeah, I'm with you, sister. | 0:00:47 | 0:00:49 | |
-Barf, up. -Belch, down. | 0:00:49 | 0:00:51 | |
Whoa! | 0:00:51 | 0:00:52 | |
Whoa! | 0:00:54 | 0:00:55 | |
CRACKLING | 0:00:58 | 0:01:01 | |
-Barf! Go for help! -Belch, get me down! | 0:01:03 | 0:01:08 | |
HE WHISTLES | 0:01:08 | 0:01:09 | |
It worked! I can't believe it actually worked! | 0:01:20 | 0:01:23 | |
CRACKLING | 0:01:23 | 0:01:24 | |
What was that hand thing you were doing? | 0:01:27 | 0:01:29 | |
If you must know, I've been crafting | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
some rudimentary hand signals for Meatlug, | 0:01:31 | 0:01:33 | |
just in case we get separated. | 0:01:33 | 0:01:35 | |
And, they seem to have been well received. | 0:01:35 | 0:01:37 | |
Hand signals? That's incredible, Fishlegs. | 0:01:37 | 0:01:40 | |
Yeah, I know! | 0:01:40 | 0:01:41 | |
We need to start working on those right away. | 0:01:41 | 0:01:43 | |
Toothless, battle ready! | 0:01:48 | 0:01:52 | |
Toothless, plasma blast! | 0:01:52 | 0:01:54 | |
Good job, bud. | 0:01:54 | 0:01:56 | |
Smile. | 0:01:56 | 0:01:57 | |
Not bad. | 0:02:00 | 0:02:01 | |
Stormfly, spine shot! | 0:02:01 | 0:02:03 | |
Well, that's better than last time. | 0:02:04 | 0:02:07 | |
Ha-ha-ha! | 0:02:07 | 0:02:09 | |
Hookfang, annihilate! | 0:02:09 | 0:02:11 | |
Ahhh! | 0:02:11 | 0:02:12 | |
Bull's-eye. | 0:02:12 | 0:02:14 | |
Ohh... | 0:02:14 | 0:02:15 | |
Meatlug, hug! | 0:02:15 | 0:02:17 | |
Oh, that could actually be useful. Ruff, Tuff, your turn. | 0:02:22 | 0:02:27 | |
-Belch, come. -Barf, go. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:28 | |
Grr! | 0:02:30 | 0:02:32 | |
-Barf, sky! -Belch, ground! | 0:02:32 | 0:02:34 | |
-Ha-ha, I win! -What do you think you're doing to my dragon? | 0:02:36 | 0:02:39 | |
Your dragon? Puh-lease. You've been breathing in Barf's gas again. | 0:02:39 | 0:02:43 | |
Yeah? So? | 0:02:43 | 0:02:44 | |
Guys! Guys! Barf and Belch is one dragon. | 0:02:44 | 0:02:49 | |
You have to use one signal at a time. | 0:02:49 | 0:02:50 | |
Good idea. Barf, attack Tuffnut! | 0:02:51 | 0:02:53 | |
Ha, how was that? | 0:02:55 | 0:02:57 | |
-I don't think it's what Hiccup... -Belch, eat Ruffnut! | 0:02:57 | 0:03:01 | |
Uh, ow? | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
Tuff, come on! | 0:03:03 | 0:03:04 | |
Whatever. Belch, drop Ruffnut. | 0:03:04 | 0:03:07 | |
Ugh... I can't work like this. | 0:03:07 | 0:03:10 | |
Ugh, it's completely unprofessional. | 0:03:10 | 0:03:12 | |
I'm taking my dragon and going home. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:14 | |
-You touch that dragon, and I'll... -You'll what? | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
I... I don't know. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:20 | |
Don't rush me. Just... uh... | 0:03:20 | 0:03:22 | |
I'll tell you tomorrow. | 0:03:24 | 0:03:26 | |
Come on, Barf! | 0:03:27 | 0:03:28 | |
Guys, come on. Stop, please. Leave the dragon out of it. It's over. | 0:03:30 | 0:03:34 | |
-Oh, it's over. -Yeah, it's so over, it's under. | 0:03:35 | 0:03:39 | |
What was that about? | 0:03:41 | 0:03:42 | |
Eh, they'll be back. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:44 | |
Agh... Suck in your gut, Stoick. | 0:03:47 | 0:03:50 | |
It's sucked, Gobber. It doesn't suck any more than this. | 0:03:50 | 0:03:53 | |
Ahh...the ceremonial belt. Is it that time again? | 0:03:53 | 0:03:57 | |
Yup, tomorrow's the annual treaty signing with the Berserker Tribe. | 0:03:57 | 0:04:01 | |
They got to change that name. | 0:04:01 | 0:04:03 | |
When your chief's "Osvald the Agreeable" | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
and you haven't been to war in 50 years... | 0:04:05 | 0:04:08 | |
Oh, please tell me he's not bringing that lunatic kid of his. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:11 | |
Dagur? Oh, he'll be here. | 0:04:11 | 0:04:13 | |
Oh, great. And, let me guess, I get to keep him from breaking things? | 0:04:13 | 0:04:17 | |
Actually, I have a more important job for you. | 0:04:17 | 0:04:20 | |
You get hide all the dragons. | 0:04:20 | 0:04:22 | |
From Osvald the Agreeable? Why? | 0:04:22 | 0:04:25 | |
Hiccup, just because we've had peace for 50 years | 0:04:25 | 0:04:27 | |
doesn't mean they still can't go... | 0:04:27 | 0:04:29 | |
-well... -Berserk? | 0:04:29 | 0:04:31 | |
Exactly. The dragons could be seen as a sign of aggression. | 0:04:31 | 0:04:34 | |
"Better blissful than bloody", I always say. | 0:04:34 | 0:04:37 | |
And the last thing we want is another Berserker skirmish. | 0:04:37 | 0:04:40 | |
They tend to play for keeps. | 0:04:40 | 0:04:42 | |
Just hide the dragons, Son. Ugh! | 0:04:42 | 0:04:44 | |
Back in line! Back in line! | 0:04:51 | 0:04:54 | |
Everybody, in line! In line! | 0:04:54 | 0:04:56 | |
Is Dagur coming? He's so cool. | 0:04:56 | 0:04:58 | |
Cool? | 0:04:58 | 0:05:00 | |
Last time he was here he used me as a knife-throwing target. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
That guy should be locked up in a cage. | 0:05:03 | 0:05:05 | |
That's what he did to me! He wouldn't let me eat for three days. | 0:05:05 | 0:05:08 | |
Ha-ha-ha! Then he force-fed you rotten cod heads. Ha-ha-ha! | 0:05:08 | 0:05:12 | |
Thanks. I almost erased that from my memory. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:15 | |
Look out! Incoming Zippleback! | 0:05:15 | 0:05:17 | |
Where's Ruffnut and Tuffnut? Someone get that dragon! | 0:05:19 | 0:05:22 | |
I'm on it! | 0:05:22 | 0:05:23 | |
Snotlout, you need two riders! Fishlegs, get in there! | 0:05:29 | 0:05:33 | |
I'm not sure this is really the best idea... Whoa! | 0:05:33 | 0:05:36 | |
I don't feel so good. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:41 | |
It's the gas. Just try not to breathe any in. | 0:05:41 | 0:05:43 | |
Yeah, that ship has sailed. | 0:05:43 | 0:05:46 | |
Uh, hey! Somebody tell me how to work this thing! | 0:05:46 | 0:05:49 | |
Whatever you do, Snotlout, don't spark... | 0:05:49 | 0:05:52 | |
-Ha-ha. -OK, now I feel worse. | 0:05:54 | 0:05:56 | |
Then, if I were you, I would not think about that rotten cod head | 0:05:56 | 0:05:59 | |
sliding down your throat. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:01 | |
Huh, huh...BLEUURGH! | 0:06:01 | 0:06:03 | |
Oh, that is disgusting! | 0:06:03 | 0:06:05 | |
Wait here. I need to find the twins to get that Zippleback under control, | 0:06:08 | 0:06:12 | |
before the Berserkers... | 0:06:12 | 0:06:13 | |
-HORN BLOWS -..Are here. | 0:06:13 | 0:06:16 | |
Great(!) Just great(!) | 0:06:16 | 0:06:18 | |
Uh, hey, Dad, there's something... | 0:06:22 | 0:06:23 | |
Not now, Son. Osvald is here. | 0:06:23 | 0:06:25 | |
Presenting the high chief of the Berserker Tribe. | 0:06:29 | 0:06:32 | |
Cracker of skulls, slayer of beasts, the great and fearsome... | 0:06:32 | 0:06:38 | |
Osvald the Agreeable? | 0:06:38 | 0:06:40 | |
Dagur, the Deranged! | 0:06:40 | 0:06:42 | |
-Dagur? -Deranged? | 0:06:44 | 0:06:46 | |
Oh, no. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:47 | |
Dagur, where's your father? | 0:06:49 | 0:06:51 | |
My father has been "retired". | 0:06:51 | 0:06:54 | |
HE GIGGLES | 0:06:54 | 0:06:57 | |
So, where are you hiding them, Stoick? | 0:06:57 | 0:07:00 | |
Hiding what, Dagur? | 0:07:00 | 0:07:02 | |
Do I look stupid to you? | 0:07:02 | 0:07:04 | |
Trick question. Don't answer it. | 0:07:04 | 0:07:06 | |
We both know what's going on here. | 0:07:06 | 0:07:08 | |
I have it on excellent authority | 0:07:08 | 0:07:10 | |
that you're amassing an army of dragons. | 0:07:10 | 0:07:13 | |
"Excellent authority"? And who would that be, Dagur? | 0:07:13 | 0:07:16 | |
Never mind. Just know that if I find it to be true, | 0:07:16 | 0:07:21 | |
then my armada will attack | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
with the force of 50,000 brave Berserker soldiers. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:27 | |
Stand down, Dagur. There won't be any need for the armada. | 0:07:27 | 0:07:31 | |
Now, let's get to the treaty. | 0:07:31 | 0:07:33 | |
Yes, let's. According to the treaty, my visit starts with a tour of Berk, | 0:07:33 | 0:07:38 | |
the armoury, the feast in the great hall... | 0:07:38 | 0:07:41 | |
the killing arena. | 0:07:41 | 0:07:42 | |
You do still kill dragons here, hmm? | 0:07:42 | 0:07:46 | |
Your father never found the tour necessary. | 0:07:46 | 0:07:48 | |
As you can see, I'm not my father, am I?! | 0:07:48 | 0:07:52 | |
Not in front of the armada. | 0:07:57 | 0:07:59 | |
Oh, this is bad. This is bad. This is really bad. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:03 | |
-I have to find that Zippleback. -Hiccup, we have a problem. | 0:08:03 | 0:08:06 | |
-Oh, yeah, you're telling me. Dagur's the new Berserker chief. -What?! | 0:08:06 | 0:08:09 | |
Yeah, his father "retired". And, he thinks we're hiding dragons. | 0:08:09 | 0:08:13 | |
Well, we kind of are. | 0:08:13 | 0:08:15 | |
-Which brings us to our next problem. -Huh? | 0:08:15 | 0:08:19 | |
Barf? Belch? Here? | 0:08:19 | 0:08:22 | |
DRAGON ROARS | 0:08:22 | 0:08:24 | |
And, we're walking, walking. Here, we have our food storage. | 0:08:28 | 0:08:32 | |
It's where we, well... | 0:08:32 | 0:08:35 | |
Oh, let me guess, store your food? | 0:08:35 | 0:08:37 | |
No wonder they made him chief. | 0:08:39 | 0:08:41 | |
Barf, Belch, come back here! | 0:08:41 | 0:08:43 | |
Bo-r-r-ing! I want to see the dragon-killing things! | 0:08:43 | 0:08:47 | |
Follow me. | 0:08:47 | 0:08:48 | |
-Where did it go? -I have no idea. | 0:08:52 | 0:08:55 | |
Uh, you keep looking and I'll go warn my dad. | 0:08:55 | 0:08:58 | |
Oh, you want some of this, Gronckle? | 0:08:58 | 0:09:02 | |
He's really got a handle on that whole "deranged" thing. | 0:09:02 | 0:09:05 | |
DAGUR CACKLES | 0:09:05 | 0:09:07 | |
I'm about to make him eat this sword. | 0:09:07 | 0:09:10 | |
Why don't we see to signing that treaty now? | 0:09:10 | 0:09:13 | |
Sounds like my father. "Sign the treaty, Dagur! | 0:09:13 | 0:09:17 | |
"Leave that chicken alone, Dagur! Put down that axe, Dagur!" | 0:09:17 | 0:09:20 | |
Your father is a great man. | 0:09:20 | 0:09:22 | |
And, I'll not have you disrespect him. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:24 | |
My father was...a coward. | 0:09:24 | 0:09:27 | |
I intend to return the Berserkers to their former glory. | 0:09:27 | 0:09:30 | |
Something he was incapable of doing. | 0:09:30 | 0:09:33 | |
-Zippleback. -I knew it! Where is it? | 0:09:35 | 0:09:37 | |
-Ooh, ooh, let me kill it! Let me kill it! -Ha-ha... | 0:09:37 | 0:09:40 | |
He's joking, Dagur. That Stoick, always the prankster. | 0:09:40 | 0:09:43 | |
Tell me, Dagur, what are some of your "deranged" plans | 0:09:43 | 0:09:46 | |
for the Berserker Tribe? | 0:09:46 | 0:09:49 | |
(Barf? Belch?) | 0:09:49 | 0:09:52 | |
Guys, you can't be here! Oh, come on, what did they do? | 0:09:52 | 0:09:55 | |
OK... Think like Ruffnut and Tuffnut. | 0:09:55 | 0:09:58 | |
I can't believe I just said that. | 0:09:58 | 0:09:59 | |
Barf, Belch, sky! | 0:09:59 | 0:10:02 | |
Nice weapons...very clean. | 0:10:02 | 0:10:04 | |
No bloodstains. Pity. | 0:10:04 | 0:10:06 | |
Ah, Hiccup. There you are. | 0:10:08 | 0:10:11 | |
Dagur! I was just thinking about you. | 0:10:12 | 0:10:16 | |
Hey, remember that time we went swimming and you tried to drown me? | 0:10:16 | 0:10:20 | |
Ho-ho-ho-ha-ha-ha... | 0:10:20 | 0:10:25 | |
Oh, the laughs we had. Bored again! | 0:10:25 | 0:10:28 | |
Just a moment. Something is going on here. | 0:10:30 | 0:10:34 | |
-I can explain. -Where is it? | 0:10:34 | 0:10:35 | |
-Look, it's just one dra... -Your leg. | 0:10:35 | 0:10:38 | |
Never mind. I heard all about it. | 0:10:40 | 0:10:43 | |
-You heard all about what? -You. The Red Death. | 0:10:43 | 0:10:46 | |
Defeated it all on your own... | 0:10:46 | 0:10:48 | |
What? Me? Look at me. | 0:10:48 | 0:10:51 | |
How is that even possible? | 0:10:51 | 0:10:53 | |
Right? That's what I thought, too. | 0:10:53 | 0:10:55 | |
But then, I heard about the trained dragons and it got me, | 0:10:55 | 0:10:58 | |
well, kind of tingly. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:00 | |
Trained dragons? | 0:11:00 | 0:11:02 | |
I don't even... How, how would you train a dragon? | 0:11:02 | 0:11:05 | |
I don't know. How would you? | 0:11:05 | 0:11:07 | |
All right, then. Who's hungry? | 0:11:10 | 0:11:11 | |
It's this way, Dagur. | 0:11:12 | 0:11:14 | |
DRAGON ROARS | 0:11:16 | 0:11:19 | |
R-r-rar! Err! | 0:11:22 | 0:11:24 | |
Oh, boy, am I hungry! | 0:11:24 | 0:11:27 | |
I said THIS way, Dagur. | 0:11:27 | 0:11:29 | |
Get that dragon out of here. | 0:11:32 | 0:11:35 | |
We need the twins. | 0:11:38 | 0:11:39 | |
What are you guys doing here? | 0:11:44 | 0:11:45 | |
Hey, Tuffnut. Feel like talking? | 0:11:45 | 0:11:48 | |
-Um, can you come down? -Whatever. | 0:11:48 | 0:11:50 | |
Whoa. Yeah. I love that part. | 0:11:52 | 0:11:54 | |
Look, about Barf and Belch... | 0:11:54 | 0:11:56 | |
We need you and Ruffnut to help us get your dragon under control. | 0:11:56 | 0:12:00 | |
Uh, uh, uh. No! No, thank you. | 0:12:00 | 0:12:02 | |
I am officially out of the dragon business. | 0:12:02 | 0:12:05 | |
And the sister business And the dragon and sister business. | 0:12:05 | 0:12:08 | |
The drag-ister-ness... | 0:12:08 | 0:12:10 | |
-What's going on with you two? -Simple. | 0:12:10 | 0:12:13 | |
-You know what this is? -A spoon? | 0:12:13 | 0:12:15 | |
No, it's our spoon. Just like this is our dish. And our axe. | 0:12:15 | 0:12:19 | |
And our well-groomed stuffed yak. Everything is OURS. | 0:12:19 | 0:12:23 | |
I'm sick of OURS. | 0:12:23 | 0:12:24 | |
Just once, I want something to be just mine. | 0:12:24 | 0:12:27 | |
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go pack up my half of the yak. | 0:12:27 | 0:12:32 | |
Go? Where? | 0:12:32 | 0:12:34 | |
I don't know. To my dark, soggy, alone place. | 0:12:34 | 0:12:37 | |
NOT to cry. This house... | 0:12:37 | 0:12:40 | |
it has too many memories... | 0:12:40 | 0:12:42 | |
Tuff! | 0:12:44 | 0:12:45 | |
Dark, soggy, alone place? Ugh... | 0:12:47 | 0:12:50 | |
Yeah, I really don't want to know. | 0:12:50 | 0:12:53 | |
THEY MURMUR | 0:12:53 | 0:12:55 | |
Did you get that Zippleback under control? | 0:12:56 | 0:12:58 | |
We're working on it. | 0:12:58 | 0:13:00 | |
-A toast! -To your father! | 0:13:00 | 0:13:02 | |
-To Osvald! -To Osvald! | 0:13:02 | 0:13:03 | |
Fine, whatever...to Osvald, to Osvald, to Osvald, | 0:13:03 | 0:13:07 | |
bladdity-bladdity-blah! | 0:13:07 | 0:13:09 | |
Well, on that cheery note, shall we sign the treaty | 0:13:09 | 0:13:12 | |
and send you on your way? | 0:13:12 | 0:13:13 | |
Great idea. Let's sign that treaty. | 0:13:13 | 0:13:16 | |
Bring us the dragon's blood. | 0:13:16 | 0:13:19 | |
Uh, did you say, "dragon's blood?" | 0:13:19 | 0:13:22 | |
He-he... Don't be ridiculous, Dagur. | 0:13:23 | 0:13:25 | |
I mean, your father and I haven't signed the treaty | 0:13:25 | 0:13:28 | |
in dragon's blood for years. | 0:13:28 | 0:13:29 | |
Why would that be a problem, Stoick? | 0:13:29 | 0:13:32 | |
Unless, of course, you don't kill dragons any more. | 0:13:32 | 0:13:35 | |
We still kill dragons! | 0:13:37 | 0:13:40 | |
The problem is, we've killed so many, | 0:13:40 | 0:13:42 | |
there isn't a dragon within 200 miles of here. | 0:13:42 | 0:13:45 | |
DOOR CRASHES | 0:13:45 | 0:13:46 | |
Except that one. | 0:13:48 | 0:13:49 | |
The Zippleback. It's a sign! | 0:13:52 | 0:13:55 | |
A head for each chief... Ha-ha-ha! | 0:13:55 | 0:13:58 | |
It's going to be amazing! | 0:13:58 | 0:14:01 | |
Kill, kill, kill! | 0:14:01 | 0:14:02 | |
EXCITED SHOUTING | 0:14:02 | 0:14:04 | |
You need to find that Zippleback before he does. | 0:14:04 | 0:14:08 | |
Hiccup, you heard Tuffnut. | 0:14:10 | 0:14:12 | |
He went to his dark, soggy, alone place. That could be anywhere. | 0:14:12 | 0:14:16 | |
Not really. That could only be one place. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:20 | |
-What? -Why didn't you say something? | 0:14:20 | 0:14:22 | |
Why didn't you ask? | 0:14:22 | 0:14:24 | |
-Snotlout, we've been looking for them all day! -And...? | 0:14:24 | 0:14:27 | |
And, if you don't tell us right now, | 0:14:27 | 0:14:29 | |
I'm going to throw you off that dragon! | 0:14:29 | 0:14:30 | |
No need to get violent. He's probably at the Lost Cavern. | 0:14:30 | 0:14:33 | |
Astrid, you and Snotlout take the south entrance of the cavern. | 0:14:33 | 0:14:36 | |
Fishlegs and I will take the north. | 0:14:36 | 0:14:38 | |
Let's go! | 0:14:38 | 0:14:39 | |
Ugh. | 0:14:41 | 0:14:42 | |
All right, bud. Do your thing. | 0:14:47 | 0:14:50 | |
Search! | 0:14:50 | 0:14:51 | |
Pretty dark in here. If you need to hold my hand, Astrid, it's OK. | 0:14:58 | 0:15:04 | |
Sure, Snotlout. | 0:15:04 | 0:15:06 | |
Ooh, soft as I thought it would be. | 0:15:06 | 0:15:08 | |
Eww! | 0:15:12 | 0:15:14 | |
Tuffnut? | 0:15:25 | 0:15:28 | |
Oh, you guys again. Would you quit following me?! | 0:15:28 | 0:15:30 | |
Ruffnut! | 0:15:30 | 0:15:32 | |
Would you quit following me?! | 0:15:32 | 0:15:33 | |
Did you guys hear that? | 0:15:33 | 0:15:35 | |
Duh, it's called an echo! | 0:15:35 | 0:15:37 | |
Toothless, plasma blast! | 0:15:40 | 0:15:43 | |
-What are YOU doing in my soggy place? -This is my soggy place! | 0:15:43 | 0:15:47 | |
And, I'm not sharing it with you! | 0:15:47 | 0:15:49 | |
Listen, we need to get you guys to your dragon. | 0:15:49 | 0:15:52 | |
-It's important. -Barf and Belch are in real trouble. | 0:15:52 | 0:15:55 | |
I'll go. But NOT with her. | 0:15:55 | 0:15:57 | |
I'm not going anywhere with her either. | 0:15:57 | 0:16:00 | |
Yeah. Wait, what? | 0:16:00 | 0:16:02 | |
No, you don't understand. You both have to go! | 0:16:02 | 0:16:05 | |
Guys, listen, like it or not, you're connected to each other. | 0:16:08 | 0:16:12 | |
And the two of you are connected to that dragon. | 0:16:12 | 0:16:15 | |
-Just like me with Toothless. -And, me with Stormfly. -Us, too. | 0:16:15 | 0:16:18 | |
We can get you another spoon, another dish, another stuffed yak. | 0:16:20 | 0:16:24 | |
What we can't get you is another Barf and Belch. | 0:16:24 | 0:16:27 | |
Eh... | 0:16:29 | 0:16:31 | |
You think they got any of that? | 0:16:31 | 0:16:33 | |
Fine. | 0:16:35 | 0:16:37 | |
THEY SPIT | 0:16:37 | 0:16:38 | |
-They got it. -OK, let's go. We're out of time. | 0:16:39 | 0:16:42 | |
So, why is this so important anyway? | 0:16:42 | 0:16:44 | |
The Berserkers and hunting down your dragon to use its blood for ink! | 0:16:44 | 0:16:47 | |
What? Is that not what's happening? | 0:16:49 | 0:16:52 | |
There they are! We've got to get you guys down there. | 0:17:00 | 0:17:02 | |
No! | 0:17:05 | 0:17:06 | |
What are you doing here? We have to get our dragon. | 0:17:08 | 0:17:10 | |
We can't afford to be spotted by the Berserkers. | 0:17:10 | 0:17:12 | |
How dare you? | 0:17:19 | 0:17:22 | |
How dare you! | 0:17:22 | 0:17:24 | |
We're supposed to slay this dragon together | 0:17:24 | 0:17:27 | |
and that's what we'll do. | 0:17:27 | 0:17:28 | |
In the arena, where dragon-killing is done. | 0:17:28 | 0:17:31 | |
To the arena! | 0:17:34 | 0:17:35 | |
The chief's not going to let them kill our dragon, is he? | 0:17:42 | 0:17:46 | |
He won't have a choice, unless we can figure out a plan. | 0:17:46 | 0:17:49 | |
I have a plan. One word - annihilate! | 0:17:49 | 0:17:52 | |
Uh! Hookfang! | 0:17:52 | 0:17:56 | |
Or, not. | 0:17:56 | 0:17:57 | |
Actually, that could work. | 0:17:57 | 0:18:00 | |
According to the treaty, the killing of the dragon must be... | 0:18:00 | 0:18:03 | |
Bored! I want the head on the right! | 0:18:03 | 0:18:07 | |
I'm putting a stop to this. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:09 | |
If it means war, it means war. | 0:18:09 | 0:18:11 | |
Help! | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
-Dragon attack! -The dragons are attacking! | 0:18:22 | 0:18:25 | |
Run for your lives! We've got to get out of here! | 0:18:25 | 0:18:29 | |
-What is going on?! -Gobber... Dragon attack! | 0:18:30 | 0:18:33 | |
Ohh... Dragon attack! Everyone out of here! | 0:18:34 | 0:18:38 | |
We must protect our honoured guests! | 0:18:48 | 0:18:51 | |
Run if you want, but Dagur the Deranged will not retreat! | 0:18:51 | 0:18:55 | |
-Barf, gas. -Belch, spark. | 0:18:59 | 0:19:01 | |
A Night Fury. They DO exist. | 0:19:18 | 0:19:21 | |
Back, you...fiend, you! You'll not harm my friend...Dagur. | 0:19:21 | 0:19:26 | |
Please, Dagur, save yourself! | 0:19:32 | 0:19:34 | |
Ah! You owe it to your people! | 0:19:38 | 0:19:41 | |
Berserkers! To the boats! | 0:19:43 | 0:19:45 | |
What about the treaty? | 0:19:46 | 0:19:48 | |
Consider it signed! | 0:19:51 | 0:19:53 | |
Well done, Hiccup. | 0:20:01 | 0:20:03 | |
I doubt we'll be seeing much more of Dagur the Deranged. | 0:20:03 | 0:20:07 | |
Let's hope not. | 0:20:07 | 0:20:08 | |
'I used to think that four heads was a little crazy. | 0:20:10 | 0:20:13 | |
'And I wasn't wrong.' | 0:20:14 | 0:20:15 | |
I still think Dagur's pretty cool. | 0:20:15 | 0:20:17 | |
'But I'll still take crazy over berserk, any day of the week.' | 0:20:21 | 0:20:24 |