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The wind is shifting.
Fire brigade! Move it!
Bring in the animals from the south.
Aim for the roof.
Good work! Just a few hotspots left.
Where's Gobber, is he still inside?
-No, we can't find him.
-I'm right here.
That beast will pay for this.
Gobber, what happened?
What does it look like!
A dragon set my home on fire.
You pushed me too far this time, you ugly bag of bones!
Dad, what's he talking about?
Our dragons don't do that any more.
He doesn't mean one of yours.
Gobber, for the last time, there is no such thing as a...
A disgusting, foul beast wearing a coat of stolen bones
like a giant, flying skeleton.
Oh, the Dragon manual says the Boneknapper will stop at nothing
to find the perfect bone to build its coat of armour.
Come on! It's a myth.
It doesn't even exist.
I'm telling you, it's real!
I've been running from him my whole life.
He's the one who started this fire.
Stoick, we found Gobber's underpants hanging by the stove.
-They must have started the fire.
You still think it's the Boneknapper, or just your underpants?
I don't think! I know!
Somehow he found me again.
This dragon is pure evil.
Gobber, it's late and we're too tired for your stories.
Now, get some rest.
You rest, I'm putting an end to this.
-Come on, Phil, let's go.
We don't need their help anyway.
I can't let him go by himself.
All right, Vikings, grab your shields.
There's no way I'm getting on a boat to go after a fake dragon.
Come on! Put your backs into it, you lazy dogs.
You're not even trying, stroke!
How fun is this, right?
We got the team back together, another adventure...
This is pretty cool, huh?
Yeah, nothing cooler than rowing until your hands bleed.
I just want you kids to know that it touches my heart,
you helping me slay the Boneknapper.
True Vikings, you are.
Gobber, are we there yet?
You'll know we're close when your ears explode
from the piercing screams.
Legend says this dragon's roar is so fierce
it can melt the flesh right off your bones.
Not so, Fishlegs, the Boneknapper has no roar at all.
That's why he's terrifying, he's a silent killer.
Wait, so if we don't hear anything, we're dead?
I don't hear anything.
BLEATING ALL: Argh!
Good one, Phil!
Did I ever tell you about the first time
I ever met the dreaded Boneknapper?
I was a young lad, about your age, on summer vacation with my family
when I heard the call of nature.
Dad, pull the boat over.
Didn't I tell you to go before we left!
I saw an army of Vikings, frozen in battle.
Clutched in the fingers of one of the Vikings
was a small treasure chest.
I had to have it.
I reached in and pulled out the chest.
It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw.
But the frozen Viking was alive!
He started punching me in the face!
-Oh! My tooth!
And there it was... I never even heard it coming.
It crashed into the glacier, causing an avalanche
of frozen Vikings!
I reached into the water...
Only to fine a frozen Viking punching me in the face again!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
The Boneknapper wanted that treasure,
but I wanted it more!
What took you so long?
You expect us to believe that a frozen Viking
punched you in the face?
Hey, it could happen.
What do you mean, it could happen?
It did! But I outsmarted the silent beast.
Gobber, I hate to be a stickler for details,
but Boneknappers are not silent.
Fishlegs, I know what I didn't hear.
-But I could feel...
Are there supposed to be...
I've got a good sense for danger.
I think we're going to hit these...
The oncoming doom...
I'm tasting rocks.
Now we're stuck in the middle of nowhere
and no-one even knows where we are.
Except the Boneknapper. Legend says...
Legend also says, "stop talking"!
Just hold on one darn second.
No need to panic, kids, I've been shipwrecked many times.
Oh, well, that's comforting.
You never forget your first shipwreck.
I was stranded on an island with only my broom.
It was a very small island.
It's no wonder the Boneknapper found me again.
He never forgave me for taking that treasure.
There was another island.
My only escape!
But I was surrounded by bloodthirsty hammerhead sharks!
I only had one chance.
I ran across the shark-infested waters.
Someone forgot to brush!
I didn't think I was going to make it
but then, from the depths of the ocean,
leapt forth a giant hammerhead whale.
Oh, oh, oh, and the hammerhead ate the Boneknapper?
Almost, but he got away.
Years later, the dragon hunted me down again
and chased me into the jungle.
All I had was my trusty egg beater.
I carved through that thick brush as fast as a jungle cat.
Still, the Boneknapper was right behind.
I ran up the side of a volcano
and courageously leapt across the fiery crater.
Then, deep within the burning volcano
burst forth the giant hammerhead yak!
OK, wait a minute...
Now, you're saying a giant hammerhead yak
leapt out of the fiery volcano and ate the Boneknapper?
Ha! You would have thought so, wouldn't you?
But, the dragon got away again!
I knew that bony scoundrel would keep coming after me.
So I set up a gauntlet of traps and waited for the beast.
When he was ready...
And then I ran like the wind.
But the traps failed.
Then, captured, I did what any brave Viking would do.
The Gods must have heard my prayers.
It was Thor!
He tossed a mighty thunderbolt.
Oh, you missed!
Wait for it.
Then, from the centre of the Earth, blasted forth...
the hammerhead yak riding the hammerhead whale!
Deploy the yak.
Yes! Oh, my back!
The whale saluted you?
Ha, ha, can you believe it?
But the Boneknapper got away again.
He found me...
Are you kidding, I don't believe any of this.
You totally made everything up.
You don't even have any proof that thing exists!
Of course I have proof.
I still have the treasure.
This stunning belt buckle was in the Viking's treasure chest.
It's kept my pants up for years.
It is stunning.
Instead of chasing down an imaginary dragon,
maybe we should figure out how to get home.
Say no more, I hear you loud and clear.
I've got a plan.
All right, who'd like to be dragon bait?
GASP PHIL BLEATS
Gobber, are you sure this is safe?
Ah, safety's overrated!
OK, here's the plan. The Boneknapper wants me, right.
He comes down that trail, sees Fishlegs, thinks it's me.
He rushes Fishlegs, causing Phil to trip that rope,
dropping that rib cage and we rush in and finish him off,
once and for all!
(It's sad when they get old.)
Gobber, you're taking this way too far.
OK, you need to face it.
There is no such thing as the Boneknapper.
Worm squad, now get into position.
Fishlegs, you're doing fine.
No wonder the village thinks we're crazy.
He sees dead Vikings.
This is a complete waste of time.
It's right behind us, isn't it?
What do you know, no roar.
OK, Gobber, we believe you!
Find a happy place, find a happy place.
No, no, no, please!
He wants my head, I swear he wants my head.
Bring it on!
Wait, he searches for the perfect bone to build its coat of armour.
Gobber, take off your pants.
Wait, listen to me. I think Fishlegs was right.
The Boneknapper is supposed to have a roar,
but maybe he can't because the bone he needs
is your belt buckle.
Gobber, please, you have to give it back.
No way, it's mine.
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Give him back his bone.
Give him back his bone!
All right, you've got me.
Make it fast.
Oh, it's going to give me nightmares.
Well at least we have a ride home.
Aren't you cute? Yes, you are. Yes, you are.
You know, I never doubted him. I was always like, "He's right".
This tail bone is hurting my tail bone.
He sure seems happy to have that bone back.
Well, legend says the Boneknapper's roar is its mating call.
Oh, that's just a myth!
I think Stoick will believe me now, eh?