All language subtitles for Dragons Riders of Berk S01Ep1to4

Let's go, bud.

Whoa, nice.

This is Berk.

For generations,
it was viking against dragon.

The battles were ferocious.

Then one day, everything changed.

I met Toothless.

Together, we've shown people here

that instead of fighting dragons,

we can ride them,

live with them, even train them.

Okay, guys.
Best trick competion.

Who's up first?

- Uh...
- me.

Actually, I think it's...

me.

Sweet baby Thor
in a thunderstorm, go!

Oh, don't worry, we'll go.

And when we go, Hookfang and I
are gonna light the sky on fire!

I'm alive?

I'm alive!

- Of course I am.
- It's my turn!

Ready, Meatlug?
Here we go!

Yes!

New personal best.

- My turn!
- No, my turn!

Guys, same dragon.

Oh, right.

- Go left.
- No, right!

- No, no, no, right!
- No, left!

This is awesome and scary!

We almost died.

Ugh, I know.

Go again?

Hey, it's my turn.

You might want to take notes.

Let's go. Yah!

Okay, Stormfly.
Tail flip.

Now twirl!

Quick, upward spiral!

All right, Stormfly!

Yea, but can you do it without the dragon?

Well, looks like we got our
work cut out for us, there, bud.

Yea.. Wow...

They're still the best.

Another win.

Good job, bud.

Yep, dragons.

Most people on Berk
would say life here is better

since we made peace with them.

Unfortunately, dragons
are still, well, dragons.

Oh, ah, dragon!

Let go of my food!

Drop it, pesky dragon!

Dragons!

Get off my roof, you pest!

Let go of that!
Those are my apples!

Give me back my dainties, dragon!

Incoming!

Look out!

Dragon poop!

Eew, gross, gross, gross.

Oh, poop.
Oh, that's disgusting.

Hey, Mulch. Hey, Bucket.

Sorry about the, uh...

Every day at 3:00.

They're regular.
A tip of the cap.

Better than the days
when it was kill or be killed.

Hey, we've got some fish
for that father of yours.

Bucket, give the boy the cod.

I ate it already?
Did I enjoy it?

Uh, no, uh, actually, Bucket,
I'm... i'm afraid the, uh...

Most of us here on Berk

are willing to take
the good with the bad.

But there are those who will
never accept the dragons,

and will do anything
to drive them away.

Dragons.

I should've known.

Helps himself to my roof
and my cabbage.

My whole field!

Gone!

That tears it, Fungus.

Stand the elk up in the back.

Fishing boats just came in
with a big catch.

Stoick.

Ah, here's Mildew
with the complaint of the day.

You picked a bad time, Mildew.

I'm in the middle of storing food.

The freeze is coming.

It's the dragons again.

Those demons are not fit
to live among civilized men.

Neither are you, Mildew.

Why do you think we built your house

so far outside of town?

Oh, very well, make your jokes.

Meanwhile, these dragons
upend our village carts...

turn people's houses
into piles of rubble!

Aye, Mildew's right!

They even disturb an old man's rest!

Can't you see these bags
under me eyes?

He's right. He's hideous.

These are wild
and unpredictable beasts.

Right you are!

They even cracked
this man's skull like an egg.

Eggs? I like eggs.
Scrambled, over easy, poached.

You need to put
those dragons in cages.

I agree!

If you don't, they'll eat us
out of house and home

And destroy the entire village.

They don't mean any harm,

they're just dragons being dragons.

Look, Mildew, if there's
a problem, I'll deal with it.

Oh, there is a problem, Stoick.

And I think I speak
for everyone when I say,

you better do something about it.

We can't just let dragons run wild

like they own the place.

Hey, we could put up signs.

Signs? For dragons?

No, for the people.

Signs? For vikings?

We're not big readers, Stoick.

Then we'll build a huge net
and stretch it around the plaza.

Nets? You do know they breathe fire.

I know very well
they breathe fire, Gobber.

Maybe Mildew was right.

- We have to figure...
- No, dad, wait.

What if I deal with the dragons?

You?

Who else?

If anyone can control them, I can.

I'm the best man for the job.

You're not a man yet, Hiccup.

Not if you don't
give me the chance to be.

Fair enough.

You'll have your chance.
Starting tomorrow.

Okay, gang. There's gonna be
some changes around here.

Get out! Shoo!

For the last time,
get your nose out of my bread!

Hold on, I'll help you... just...

No.

All right.

Okay.

Toothless, stop that fight.
I'll put out the sheep.

Okay. Okay.

Get out!

Get back here with my cart!

Bring that back here!

Enough of these dragons!

What's he doing?

Uh, I think he's
helping the dragons break stuff.

Cool.

Wow. He could really use our help.

- We'll get to it.
- In a minute.

Sorry about that.

And it's 3 o'clock...

Oh, no!

Oh, everything hurts.

Even this.

Hiccup?

Astrid? Perfect.

I don't look too beat up, do I?

Oh, great. Dragon pity.

Hey, Astrid.

What a nice surprise.

So, how was your day?

Uh, uneventful.

Hung around the plaza.

- You know.
- Yeah, I do know.

We saw you out there.

It's hard to believe
you're still standing.

I'm gonna be seeing
flaming sheep in my dreams

for the next month.

Hiccup!

What's going on out there?
The plaza looks like a war zone.

- I know it looks bad.
- Really bad.

But this is only, uh, phase one

of my master plan.

Oh. So you do have a plan.

I do. Of course I do.

It's very complex,

lots of drawings,
several moving parts.

Yeah, it's, uh, pretty wild.

Well, this better be real,

because Mildew stirred up
the whole island.

And if you don't get
those dragons under control,

they'll be calling for their heads.

Don't worry, bud.
Your head's not going anywhere.

You do realize there are, like,

a bazillion dragons
out there, and only one of you.

I hope you really do have a plan.

That's your plan?

Train dragons?

Here?
Where we used to kill them?

Right. Because we don't
do that anymore.

That's why it's available.

Actually, the dragons
do seem a little nervous.

That's because
they're very sensitive.

Meatlug especially.

She lost a cousin here.

We try not to talk about it.

It's amazing your dad
just gave us the arena.

Well, it would be, if he did, yeah.

But he didn't, so that's
another thing we should

try not to talk about.

Wait, so, we're going
behind your father's back.

There you go.
Talking about it.

Uh, all right.

Everybody, here's the thing.

The dragons are out of control.

We want them to live in our
world without destroying it,

but they can't without our help.

They've been blowing things up
in the village.

We've gotta do something about that.

Got it.
Help dragons blow things up.

We can totally do that.

No, I believe I said...

Here's how we're gonna do it.

First, we make them
really, really angry.

No problem.

We anger everybody.

Guys, this is serious.

Mildew wants
all of our dragons caged.

And I don't know about you,
but that's not okay with me.

You're right.
She's sorry.

Okay, then. Next problem.

The dragons are eating
everything in sight.

Now, when a dragon grabs something

it's not supposed to have,

you can get him to drop it

by giving him a little scratch
just below the chin.

Eh, no, no, no, no.

Maybe that works
for you and Toothless,

but Hookfang and me,
we do things a little different.

When I want this big boy
to do something,

I just get right in his face and...

drop that right now!
You hear me?

See? He dropped it.

Should we help him?

Yeah, in a minute.

All right, we've got
a lot of traing to do.

But together, we can keep
these dragons under control.

Uh, can somebody do that
chin-scratchy thing?

Hello?
You guys still there?

Huh. No dragons.

- That was easy.
- Lunch?

That's weird.

If the dragons aren't here,
where are they?

Something tells me that way.

Stormfly?

Hookfang?

They've eaten everything.

We've got nothing left
for the freeze.

I warned you, Stoick.

But did you listen to me?
No.

You put a bunch
of teenagers in charge.

Now look what the dragons have done.

Caging is too good for those beasts.

Dad, I swear I can fix this.

We... we were just starting to...

Enough, Hiccup.

How can I trust you
to control all the dragons,

when you couldn't even
control your own?

Oh, Toothless.

Bucket, Mulch, man the boats.
We need another catch.

It's too late, Stoick.

It took us six months
to catch all that fish.

Don't tell me it's too late.

We've got to try.

Of course we do.

Uh, don't tell the chief
it's too late.

You're always so negative.

I don't know what it is with me.

Dad, please, you gotta listen to me.

I know dragons better than...

Not now.
I have a village to feed.

The dragons have done enough damage.

By tonight,
I want every one of them caged.

Understand?

Bah! You can't just
cage these dragons.

You need to send them away now!

You're right, Mildew.

We'll cage them tonight,
and in the morning,

Hiccup will send them off the island.

I'm sorry, son.

I can't believe
we have to send them away.

It's gonna be weird.

I got used to Stormfly's face

being the first thing
I see every morning.

Every night before I went to sleep,

meatlug would lick my feet.

Who's gonna do that now?

I volunteer Tuffnut.

Whatever.
What time should I be there?

Come on, guys,
let's get this over with.

This is the worst day of my life.

We're never gonna
see our dragons again.

We can't let that happen.

Toothless is the best friend
I've ever had.

Oh, Toothless.
I'm gonna miss you so much.

You know what your mistake was?

Thinking dragons could be trained.

A dragon's gonna do
what a dragon's gonna do.

It's their nature.

And nature always wins.

Oh, thank you, Toothless.

You know what?

Mildew's absolutely right.

Come on, bud.

Goodbye Hookfang.

I'm sorry, Stormfly.

Now, go.

Feels like big, sharp teeth

are tearing at this thing
in my chest.

That's what it feels like
when your heart is breaking.

I don't have a heart.
I'm not a girl.

Don't close it!

We are not locking them up.

What happened?

Did you change your father's mind?

Or are we going
behind his back again?

Uh, one of those.

Look, the dragons are gonna do
what they're gonna do.

It's their nature.

We just need to learn how to use it.

Ah, the nets are empty again.

Did I eat them already?

Did I enjoy it?

Oh, am I being too negative?

Snotlout, scare us up some dinner.

Dragon attack!

Hey, thanks, dragon.

That's right!
That just happened!

Come on, follow me.

Afternoon, Mildew!

3 o'clock.
Time for the fertilizer.

Okay, Meatlug.
Let 'er rip.

Smile, Mildew.

We just saved you
three months of work.

That was awesome!

How did you know that was gonna work?

Because they're dragons,

so they're gonna do what dragons do.

We just have to work with them
and not against them.

You know who we should
actually be thanking...

There they are, Stoick.

Those dragons don't look like
they're in cages to me.

No.

This is not what I asked for.

Oh, no.

What's Stoick gonna do to us?

- I'm too pretty for jail.
- Heh. Where'd you hear that?

You all disobeyed my orders,
and there will be consequences.

I told you we were
gonna get in trouble.

Ugh, you never listen to me.

Dad, if anyone's going to
get in trouble, it should be me.

No, you all had a hand in this.

Oh, this is gonna be great, Fungus.

It's about to get ugly.

You took over this place
without asking.

You released the dragons
against my wishes.

Things are going to change
around here.

That's why...

We're getting
a dragon training academy!

Huh?

Gobber!
I wanted to tell them!

I'm sorry.
You're right. Go ahead.

Well, you told most of it.

You can tell 'em the part
about how proud you are of them.

Gobber!

Hiccup...

well, what he said...

You've all made me proud.

This dragon training academy
is for you.

Hookfang!

Hey, Stormfly.

I missed you so much.

Hey, bud.

I'll get those dragons yet.

Now all you have to do is train 'em.

Not a problem, dad.

After all, I've got him.

And them too.

Dragons can't change who they are.

But who would want them to?

Dragons are powerful,
amazing creatures.

" Berk Dragon Academy "

I like the sound of that.

And as long as it takes me,

I am going to learn everything
there is to know about them.

Wouldn't you?

Let's go, bud.

Wow... Ooh... Nice...

Everybody needs a place in the world.

Some people are born to theirs.

- Raise the main sail!
- Aye!

- Turn her toward starboard!
- Aye, aye, sir!

Some people discover theirs.

And some people
make a place for themselves...

Grab a weapon!

No time to be choosy!

But then the world
around them changes,

and the place they made is gone.

Every dragon
has his own unique abilities

that give it its special place
in the world.

Which dragon makes
the best welding torch?

Oh, Deadly Nadder.

Its magnesium flame burns
with the heat of the sun.

Correct.
Point to team Astrid.

Score is now 100 to 10.

And you started with 10.

Oh, yeah?
Well, the game's not over.

Wait, what team am I on?

Next question.

What is the shot limit of a
hideous zippleback, team Snotlout?

I don't think they can
count that high.

Oh, really?
Let's find out.

Barf, belch...

Heh.
Looks like it's about three.

Told you we could count that high.

It's six. You were half-right.
Five points.

Yes!
We're up to 30.

All right, it's our turn.

What happens when you shoot fire
at the owner of a deadly nadder?

No fair. She didn't
give us time to answer.

I've got a question.

What happens
when I sit Hookfang on you?

Okay, guys, that's enough training.

So we did some
really good work here today.

Prepare to face
the monstrous nightmare!

Aww... that's the third time this week!

Uuhhhh... Sweet relief...

Hookfang never flames up
when you're riding him.

Is he okay?

Maybe he just realized
who his owner is.

There's room in here for two.

Gather around.
Come on, one and all.

You may think
these dragon-killing weapons

have no more use, but think again.

This long sword is now
a lovely butter knife.

Eh...

It's also great
for making bread crumbs.

Moving on.

Well, this is a dark day.

A great dragon slayer peddling
his weapons as kitchen utensils.

Up next, how about this-uh...

Handy fly swatter.

Uh-ha... also good for getting rid
of unwanted tables.

Now, for the lady of the house.

When the hubby's off pillaging,

how are you going to protect
yourself from home invaders?

No problem when you have big bertha.

Wait. There's more.
Come back.

You haven't seen everything yet!

I haven't cleared out my dungeon yet!

That's okay, Bertha.
We'll find a place for ya.

Oh, it's hard to watch.

Especially for you, eh, Hiccup?

The feelings of guilt must be
tearing at your insides.

I mean, you put him out of business

with your little peace pact
with the dragons.

You ruined his life.
Bravo.

You know Gobber made this for me?

He taught me everything I needed
to know to make your tail.

I've got to find
some way to help him.

Tough day of chiefing, dad?

I was all over the island.

I married the Svensson girl
to the Odegaard boy at dawn,

then down to the fields

where some kids were
tipping over yaks,

then back up to the newlyweds
to settle a domestic dispute.

I guess that honeymoon is over.

Sometimes I wish
there were two of me.

That... there... there are two of you!

Is that another crack
about my weight?

No, I mean Gobber.
He can be the other you.

Gobber?

Oh, he's way too busy making
all those dragon-killing...

Eh, well, used to be, until you...

Which is great, except for Gobber.

Exactly my point.

You know, that's actually
not such a bad idea.

I could use a right hand.

Which works out great,

'cause that's kinda
the only one he has.

I greatly appreciate
you helping me out, Gobber.

I'm just glad I could find

time in my busy schedule, Stoick.

I've got a full day
ahead of me. Here's your half.

Oh, this'll be interesting.

Now remember, some of
these situations are delicate.

They require diplomacy.

Oh, no problem.
I'm great at...

That.

Really? You?

Y- you can speak to people
with tact and sensitivity?

Oh, I thought it meant
clubbing people on the head

and asking questions later,

but I can give your thing a shot.

Whosoever brings this child
forth into the Hooligan tribe,

let he be known.

As a representative of the chief,

I welcome this baby
into the Hooligan tribe,

and pronounce the name to be...

Yech...
Hildegard?

Doesn't seem like a Hildegard to me.

Let's go with Magnus.

But she's a girl, Gobber.

Don't worry.
She's not gonna look like one.

Magnus it is.

And please accept this teething toy

on behalf of Stoick the Vast.

No!

Bucket says you never
paid him for the sheep.

I never bought a sheep.

Who's that?

The little woman?

Oh, Mulch.
You're cheating me now?

Clearly, there's only
one way to settle this.

Diplomacy, check.

All right, what's next?

I know the conventional thinking
when repairing a ship is wood,

but if you ask me,

there's nothing like
a good, old slab of iron.

Nothing's getting through this.

Gobber!
What do you think you're doing?

Just checking
another item off the list.

And adding an item for later.

"Recover sunken ship."

Same time tomorrow?

Here you go, dad.

Wow, a two-block headache.

You know, dad, I think you're
being a wee bit rough on Gobber.

It was his first day.

Tomorrow'll be way better.

Oh, it will be for me
because it won't involve Gobber.

What do you mean?

I tried to fit a square peg
in a round hole,

and it sunk a ship
and named a baby girl "Magnus."

Now, I'm not saying
she didn't look like a Magnus,

but try telling that to her parents.

I can't believe you let him go.

Well, we've got to help him.

"We" don't have to do anything.

You, on the other hand,

are going to be very busy
finding a job for Gobber.

You're bringing Gobber here?

He's gonna be great.

Nobody knows dragons like old Gobber.

He has spent a lifetime,
you know, studying them.

If we can tap into that, we'll
all be better dragon trainers.

I'm back!
Did ya miss me?

First of all, uh, welcome.

Uh, and second, uh, tiny question.

Why, uh, did you
bring your, you know...

Killing things?

I thought maybe
we could train them...

By threatening to kill them.

That's how my daddy
taught me to swim.

School's in session!

Eh, I didn't like school either.

What's wrong with you guys?

Ugh, we've been riding
our dragons for four hours.

It took forever to chase them down

after Gobber scared them away.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that.

I just don't know
what to do with him.

Do you guys always have to fight?

It's okay, I asked her to do that.

I was just
trying to get the feeling back.

You gonna return the favor, or what?

I've flown for hours on Toothless,

and I've never had a problem.

That's because you have a saddle.

Saddles!

Saddles? I love it!

I've got so many ideas.

But not like these.
Good ones.

I'm glad you're excited,

but I still think
there are some things

in my designs you could use.

I mean, you did teach me
everything I know.

Exactly.

That's why you should let Gobber
do what Gobber does best.

I've been making saddles
since you were in diapers.

In fact, I made your diapers.

I know you know what you're doing,

but keep in mind,
every dragon is different.

- So, you need to adjust the-
- Hiccup.

- But-
- Hiccup.

- But I just think-
- Hiccup.

I may have taught you
everything you know,

but I haven't taught you
everything I know.

♪ I've got my axe, and I've got my mace ♪

♪ and I love my wife with the ugly face ♪

♪ I'm a viking through and through ♪

You know, he doesn't sing that song

unless he's actually very happy.

I think we did a good thing.

All right, this is
an exciting day for all of us.

Gobber has been working hard to...

I think they might want
to hear from the artist himself.

I've made a lot of saddles in my day.

Horse, donkey, and now dragon.

But these saddles are special.

They're like my children.

That is, if you strapped your child

to a flaming reptile and rode it.

So without further ado...

Uh, wow, Gobber...

This-this is certainly
not what I imagined.

How could it be?
I'm Gobber.

Nobody knows
what it's like to live in here.

- But is that-
- Yep.

Flamethrower.

Didn't see that one coming, did ya?

Uh, no. No, not- Not for dragons.

They come with one
built in, actually.

I know, but can you ever
really have too much firepower?

Uh, catapults for the twins?

Not such a good idea.

You can do it, girl.
Think light.

Oh, come on.

You can't tell me my saddle
is heavier than fishlegs.

My mom says i'm just husky.

Come on, Hookfang.
What's wrong with you?

That's it.
Someone's trading with me.

Yeah, sure.

I'll trade my perfect dragon
for an angry oven.

This saddle's actually pretty good.

Wait till you try the horn.

Really? Again?

So anyway, I... I think we're

really gonna need to make a few...

Changes.
I'm way ahead of you.

I've got so many ideas.

It's getting crowded up here.

My Odin.

This place looked better when
we were killing dragons here.

Yeah, we sort of got "Gobbered".

Well, you know Gobber.
He means well.

He just doesn't always do well.

So what are you gonna do about him?

I'm gonna clean up his messes
and redo his work.

- Look, Gobber's like family.
- Yeah, I know he is.

That's why I can't
say anything to him.

No, son, that's why you have to.

It's not fair to you,
and it's not fair to Gobber.

Why do I have to
say something to him?

You didn't.
You just passed him off to me.

That's what the chief does.
He delegates.

Look, I gave you this academy

because it's the best thing for Berk.

Now, you have to do
what's best for the academy.

And I'm sorry, son, but what's
best is very rarely what's easy.

What about him?

Leave him.
He's going for a record.

Enough said.

Hey, you never know, bud.

Maybe Gobber finally
looked at my plans

and is actually
making the saddles better.

Or not.

Gobber?

Don't shoot!

I would never shoot you, Hiccup.

Unless I absolutely had to.

Uuh... uuh... uhh... yeah.

Still, if you could please
put the crossbow down,

I know I'd feel better.

You know, about the weapons...

Maybe the catapults were a bit much

for some of the dragons yesterday.

So I've gone a different way.

I've gotten rid of the two big ones.

Gobber, that's great.

And replaced them
with six little ones!

Yeah, um...

Gobber, we need to talk.

Uh, I think it might be time
for you to take a little break.

In case you hadn't noticed,

the only time a viking
takes a break is to die.

Maybe "break" is the wrong word.

What I mean is I'm not sure
things are working out.

Well, get back to me
when you're sure.

Okay, I'm sure.

Gobber, I'm gonna need to take
you off the saddle project.

Are you getting rid of me, Hiccup?

Now I see why you had me
put down the crossbow.

That was just the saddles.

We'll find something else for ya.

I don't need your pity.

I've lost an arm and a leg.

I think I'll survive losing a job.

I'm really sorry, Gobber.

Well, that was awful.

I don't know what could be
worse than that.

Okay, looks like
I'm about to find out.

I never... thought...
I'd say this...

But, Hiccup...

Help!

Everybody, back away!

The dragon's out of control,
it's not safe here!

I don't know what happened.
I was just rubbing his head.

He usually loves that,

but this time, he went crazy.

My dragon hates me.

They do say a pet starts to take on

the characteristics of its owner.

I think that's what's happening here.

Yeah, I rest my case.

When was the last time he ate?

Not for days.

You hungry, boy?

Oh, sorry, dad.

We've got to bring
this dragon under control.

Don't worry, I can do this.

There you go.

It's gonna be okay.

Hiccup, run!

Way ahead of you!

Toothless!

Stop!

I've seen enough, Hiccup.

I'm sorry.
We tried it your way.

Gobber, we need you!

No, you don't.

Nobody needs me.

Nobody needs any of us.

Not even you, Bertha.

Are... are you crying?

Of course not.
I'm just chopping onions.

There are no onions.

Not anymore. Look what
I used to chop them with.

There's a dragon in the plaza
that's out of control.

Then why don't you call Hiccup?

No, Gobber.
We need you.

Come on, guys, hurry up, think.

What haven't we tried?

- Snotlout, you have an idea?
- Gobber.

Stand back.

I came here to do what I do best.

- He's gonna kill my dragon.
- No, he's not.

Uh, yeah, he is.

You don't use that stuff
to butter toast.

Well, I mean, we would,
but you don't.

Dad, you can't be serious.
Hookfang is Snotlout's dragon.

I'm sorry, Hiccup.

But sometimes you have to
fall back on the old ways.

But he's a good dragon.

He's a good dragon.

There's probably
just something wrong with him.

There's definitely
something wrong with him.

We have to try to help him.

We can't just get rid of him
because he's having a bad day.

A bad day for a dragon
can be a disaster for us.

That's not a risk
I'm willing to take.

Gobber.

Ha.
You're all out of fire.

I can't let you do this.

There's no choice.
It has to be done.

Do you see that?

I do.

Time to put this beast
out of its misery.

Hiccup, what are you doing?

Oh, you didn't kill him!

For a toothache?

What kind of lunatic are you?

Stop it. Stop it.

Ugh, I don't know
where that came from.

Can you train that out of him, or...

Thank you, Gobber.

A bad tooth. I can't believe
I didn't think of that.

That's because you're not Gobber.

I've forgotten more about dragons

than most men will ever know.

Well, better go put the girls away.

Gobber! Not so fast.

When the world around you changes,

the good men find a way
to change with it,

and Gobber is one of those good men.

In fact, he's one of the best.

♪ I've got my axe, and I've got my mace ♪

♪ and I love my wife with the ugly face ♪

♪ I'm a viking through and through ♪

Let's go, bud.

Wow, nice.

Here on Berk, we made
peace with the dragons.

We're finally living
and working together.

And it only took us 300 years.

There's one slight problem...

we forgot to tell the animals.

Oh, not again.
You go on now, you get.

Get, shoo.

You know you're not
supposed to be in here.

All right, everybody,
time to earn your keep.

It's chickens who lay eggs, right?

Do we really need
to go over this again?

No.

Apparently, we do.
Well, pay attention, Bucket.

Wool. Eggs. Milk.

Is that so hard now, see?

Observe.

Just grab the udder like so, and pull.

Uh, pull.

Pull...!

Uh-oh, I think we're empty.
That's not good.

Yahoo!

Whoa! Hey, Astrid!

Oops. Did I do that?

Hey! Not fair.

Aah!

So it's gonna be like that, huh?

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Whoa!

Unh!

Hey!

It was her idea, but I approve!

Uh-oh.

Unh!

Aah! Aah!

The tail is frozen.

Astrid!

Aah!

Hang on!

Aah!

Come on!

No! Go back!

Both:

Astrid?

Over here.
Hiccup, I'm freezing.

Come here.
Where are the dragons?

Toothless?

Stormfly?

- Yeah.
- I see daylight!

- We're gonna get out of here.
- Look what they did.

They saved our lives.

- Oh.
- Um, uh...

- Um...
- What's... uh, so...

so we're good now?

- Good as new.
- Ow!

Ah, uh-huh. Uh-huh,
there it is, mm-hmm.

Just what I thought.

She's not giving milk.
None of 'em are.

We know that, Gobber.
We want to know why.

This reminds me of the time I
moved my mother in with my goat.

She was mean, ornery,
ate everything in sight.

The goat was so scared of her,
she couldn't give milk.

- So what are you saying, Gobber?
- Mothers and goats don't mix.

Same with farm animals and dragons.

We stopped fighting the dragons,
so now they're around all the time.

The animals are spooked.

Like I said. Spooked.

Uh-oh. Your Bucket's not
tightening up on you, is it?

No, I'm just... fine!

Well, whenever his Bucket gets tight,
it means a storm is coming.

No storm. Everything's fine.

- Bucket...
- I don't want there to be a storm!

If lightning strikes my Bucket,
I could end up less intelligent.

Ow!

Oh-ho-ho, that's one tight Bucket.

And the tighter the Bucket,
the bigger the storm.

But that's crazy. Storms don't
hit this early in the season.

And besides, who ever heard of
predicting the weather with a bucket?

Heh, that's what chicken
bones and goose feet are for.

If you recall, that Bucket of his
predicted the blizzard of Olaf.

That was a bad one.

It took us a week
just to dig Mildew out.

And the rest of our lives
to wonder why we bothered...

- Trust the Bucket, Stoick.
- You trust the Bucket.

I want a second opinion.

Gothi, I've come for your council.

Is there going to be a storm?

- What's she saying, Gobber?
- She says, "what do you think?"

Huh?

How can you be so sure?

Was it the chicken
bones or the goose feet?

Uh-huh,
uh-huh, yep.

She says she could hear Bucket
screaming from way up here.

And then the dragons used
their wings to block the snow.

I've never heard
of anything like that.

- Not even in the book of dragons.
- I know! It was incredible.

It's as if their protective
instincts just kicked in.

Who'd believe it? The dragons we
fought for years came to our rescue.

Yeah, if it weren't for them,
we would have frozen to death.

You know what, you could've used
your own bodies to keep each other warm.

Um...

- Who would do that?
- That's crazy.

Hey, Astrid. If you're still cold...

Hey!

Hey, Hiccup...
your father's looking for you.

He looked angry.

He's looked angry
since the day I was born,

but I'm sure there's no connection.

With a bad storm coming,
we could be locked in.

We might not be able to
hunt or fish for months.

But it's way too early for a storm.

We're in the middle of winter.

Devastating winter isn't
due for another month.

- Not according to gothi.
- But what am I supposed to do?

- I can't control the weather.
- No, but you can control dragons.

If they don't stop scaring the animals,

we won't have any provisions to live on.

- Ah, any luck?
- Not a drop.

And this is after yanking on
that poor yak for three hours.

But it's not like the
dragons are trying to be scary.

I mean, they don't
even eat farm animals.

- They eat fish.
- True.

But they're huge, they breathe fire.

And now that we've made peace
with them, they're everywhere.

The animals are terrified of them.

Here's where you jump in
and say, "I'll fix this."

Okay, but how long do I
have before the storm hits?

- About a week.
- No problem. More than enough time.

Correction.
Three days, six hours.

Okay, less time
might be more of a problem.

Come on, wait for it.
You can do it.

Come on.

You'll really like them
if you get to know them.

The dragons look scary,
but they're just big, scaly reptiles.

Just like Snotlout.

- You're the guy, right?
- No.

Okay, what if we looked at this
from an animal's perspective?

Oh, hello, Mr. Dragon.

I'm just a little sheep here,
walking, doing sheep things.

No, he doesn't really
seem so big and...

Whoa!

Sorry, but I'm siding
with the sheep on this one.

Look, I've learned that once you
have a positive experience with

something you're afraid of,
it isn't so scary anymore.

Okay, there you go, boys.
Over here.

And that's what we'll have
to do with these sheep.

We gotta prove to them
they have nothing to fear...

Oh, at this rate, we'll
never get any milk or eggs.

Just as I feared.

We haven't had time to fully
stock the food storehouse.

If this storm is as
bad as we think it is,

- we're never going to survive.
- Not with this inventory.

We're going to need everything we
can get from those chickens and yaks.

I'm not really comfortable
putting my fate in the hands of

a brainless bird and a big, woolly
beast that sleeps in its own dung.

Well, luckily our fate
isn't in their hands.

It's in my son's.

Another way for the
animals to overcome their fear

is to show them that dragons
are afraid of things too.

Remember Magnus the Merciless?
He was a pretty scary guy.

I was afraid of him until I learned
that he was afraid of the dark.

- So during the day, Merciless.
- And during the night, Tuffnut.

- Unh!
- Ow!

Hey! That's a real problem.

I'm just saying, knowing
he was afraid of something

made him less scary to me.

Yes, so let's show the yaks that
dragons are afraid of things too.

I think it's working.

Aah!

- Don't worry.
- Worry? I'm not worried.

Do I look worried?

Bring in everything you need.

We don't know how long we'll
need to be hunkered down.

- How's Bucket doing?
- Look at him.

He usually loves a wheelbarrow ride.

Mulch, I'll take care of Bucket.

You and Gobber go find the
kids and bring them here.

Hey! Calm down.
Get back over here.

You know what I'm learning from this?

Chickens are really, well... chicken.

What if we showed them how much
they have in common with the dragons?

They both lay eggs, right?

A Terrible Terror laid one last week.

All right, see?
An egg's an egg, right, ladies?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Until it explodes.

Everybody out. The storm is here!

Wait, we haven't made any
progress with the animals.

Your father wants
everyone in the great hall.

Take the others. I need to stay and keep

working with the animals.
They're still afraid.

You can't get eggs
from a frozen chicken.

We've got to get the
animals in the barn!

So much for the barn.

- There's no other place to hold them!
- The great hall!

So we're going to have the dragons
and the animals under the same roof?

- We know that won't work.
- We have no choice. Let's go.

All right, keep up.
Shepherd them.

- This way!
- Come on, come on! Let's go!

This way, guys!

Hey, I've got this under control.

Aah! Aah!
Ow! Ow! Ow!

Ow.
Okay, everything hurts.

Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa! Aah!

- Where are you going?
- I'm going after them!

Forget it, Hiccup!

We'll never get them
rounded up in this storm!

With Toothless, I can.
I have to try.

If I don't, we starve to death.

No, your father would kill me
if I left you out here.

- Sorry, Gobber.
- Hiccup, come back here!

Astrid, will you talk some sense...
Oh, not you too!

Astrid!
You're not going with...

Get back here, all of you!

Move those tables against the doors!

Stoick, the barn's been destroyed!
The animals have scattered.

Where's Hiccup and the others?

I tried to stop him, Stoick.
They went after the animals.

I caught these two.

I figured at least with these,
we'd be able to start a new herd.

You might want to
take another look, Mulch.

Oh, uh, never mind, boys.

You find as many as you can!
We'll herd them back to the great hall.

Can we swing by my house?
I'd like to get my heavy coat.

Check this out.
I'm so cold, I can't feel my face!

Didn't feel it.

That takes all the fun out of it.

There they are. Come on!

- Yaks to the left!
- Chickens to the right!

Hey, I'm flying here!

Chickens, over here!

Follow me this way, come on!

Wait, where are you going?

Whoa!

Sheep! Hey, sheep!
This way! Baa!

Baa! Baa!
Hey, it's working!

Baa! Baa!

Baa...

I got them!

Now!

Gotcha!

Aah!

Snotlout, what are you doing?
You're all over the place.

You try herding chickens with
a dragon that doesn't listen to you!

Hiccup! Stray sheep!

Good job, bud.

Hiccup, the storm is getting worse.
I can't see anything.

Come on, bud, give us some light.

- Stray yaks, 12:00!
- I see them, and they are huge!

Unh!

I got the yaks.

Put me down!
Right now!

Do I look like a yak to you?

- You shouldn't be out here, Hiccup.
- Dad, I'm sorry I let you down.

It's not your fault, son.
I'm taking you back.

- Which way?
- Follow our tracks.

So much for that idea.

Sir, what do we do now?

Everyone, come together.

- What are they doing?
- They're protecting us.

It's their natural instinct.

Ooh.

Your dragons are
really something, son.

Yeah, they are.

They're back, and they're all right!

And the animals are all right too.

Uh-oh.
Here come the dragons.

- Will you look at that!
- Hey, everyone!

The chickens are laying eggs again.

I was right.
Chickens do lay eggs.

We made our peace with the dragons
when we saw that we could trust them.

Turns out they actually
have instincts to protect us.

All of us.

Life on Berk
just got a little warmer.

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Let's go, bud.

- Yeah.
- Wow.

Wow, nice.

Follow me.

Low-level evasive maneuvers.
Come on, bud.

When you're riding a dragon,
communication is key.

You almost have to
read each other's minds.

Or else.

Hey! What are you doing?

Are you trying to kill me?

We gotta go back.

I think you missed a branch.

Got it.

And you have to have an open mind,

because sometimes, your
dragon knows better than you.

Stormfly, up!

Aaaah.

You were right, Stormfly.
It was down.

Oh! I almost died.

Almost died?
I would have died.

- Bleh.
- That's a good look for you.

Hey, has anyone seen Fishlegs?

I saw him yesterday.
Does that count?

Whoa. There you are, Fishlegs.
Are you okay?

I'm fine.
Just hanging out.

It's not like I crashed, or anything.

Okay, I crashed. There, I said it.

- Oops.
- And there goes my dignity.

Yeah, you're pretty stuck.

Think I know how to get you down, uh,

but you have to stay perfectly still.

Why? What are you gonna do?

Careful, bud, he's
not wearing any pants.

Huh? Wait a second.

What does my lack of pants have to do...

Oooh!

Thank you.

I believe those are mine.

Now, what are we
gonna do about Meat...

lug?

Can you not tell the others
that Meatlug broke the trees?

She's sensitive about her weight.

How did this happen?

I don't know, I
was just flying along,

taking notes on the
flora and the fauna...

typical guy stuff...

then something weird
jumped out of the bushes.

It was like a...
like a flaming squirrel.

- Really? A flaming squirrel?
- Or a chipmunk.

Or some other flammable rodent.

I don't know, Hiccup. It scared us.
Isn't that enough for you?

Did you hear that?
A flaming squirrel.

Everyone knows there's
no such thing as a...

flaming squirrel!

Whoa!
You saw that, right?

Hey, little guy.
Who are you?

Ooh, settle down, big fella.

Never seen anything like it.

You're not helping.

You know, I think we may have
discovered a new species here.

Whoa! Hey, Toothless.

What has gotten into you?

Looks like he's hurt.

Don't be afraid. I'm a friend.

Here.

It's okay. It's just
a little dragon nip.

Hey, come on. Play nice.

Ah!

Little dragon, big claws.

Come on, let's go.
We'll fix you right up.

This is so exciting!
It's a whole new species.

Doesn't look like
a flaming squirrel to me.

We have no idea what it's capable of.

- There's no telling what it might do.
- Flame. Do it.

Ah! Get it off!
Get it off! Get it off!

Ah!

Ah! Ah!

Hey, that is funny.

Come on, you guys, this is serious.

We have to figure out what
to do with him. He's hurt.

- He's hurt?
- He's just really scared.

- He'll settle down.
- Um, new species, remember?

We actually don't know what he'll do.

Well, somebody's
got to take him home.

Well, big guy,
here's your somebody.

No, no, no.

He's not staying here.
I've got a one dragon limit.

Oh, come on, he's
not a very big dragon.

Think of him more like
a flaming squirrel.

Don't want one of those either.

Toothless, what are you waiting for?

Ah, looks like you got torched.

Oh, that's his name,
by the way: Torch.

So he can stay?

Well, can't throw him
out now, I just named him.

Okay.
100 for you, and one for you.

There you go, boys.
Your first supper together.

Whoa, Toothless.

You're sure hungry
tonight, aren't you, bud?

Okay, Torch.

This is where you're gonna sleep.

Aw, look at that.
He's made himself at home.

Toothless, you don't mind sharing
your bed for the night, do you?

Hope he sleeps through
the night. He hardly ate.

And, you, go to sleep.

All right, Torch.
Let's figure out what you are.

Oh, this is so exciting!

Documenting a whole new species,
learning all about it.

- Wait, learning?
- No, thanks.

There's nothing in the Book of dragons
that looks anything like him.

We even get to
determine what it's called.

Huh, that is... that is a
really big responsibility.

I don't know if I'm ready for that.

I am, I'm gonna name
the snot out of it.

- 20 inches for the wings.
- That's a big wingspan.

"Big wing"! "Big span"?
"Big wingspan"!

May I have the honor of
administering the claw test?

Look at these talons.
They're razor-like.

"Sharp claw"! "Razor feet"!
"Razor sharp claw talon feet"!

Hold on. Is he serious?

- You know what's next, don't you?
- No, not really.

Only the single most important test to
determine a dragon's reaction to eels...

The eel reaction test.

He ate it!
He ate the eel!

"Eel eater"!
Come on, that's perfect.

Fishlegs, has there ever been
a dragon who wasn't afraid of...

Never in recorded history.

We're in uncharted waters, my friend.

You hear that, Torch?
You're one of a kind.

- Now we need to get it to fly.
- Maybe if Torch saw Toothless fly.

Toothless!
Let's take a ride, bud.

Toothless!

So much for the dragon trainer.

We've got this.

Watch and learn.

Hookfang!

Aah!

Oooh!

Aah!

Whoa.

Okay, your turn.

But don't think you
have to live up to that.

- What's he doing?
- I think something's wrong.

- Oh, man, we broke him!
- Maybe he can't fly.

Oh, my dear!

You are
one incredible little dragon.

Whoa. Look at that burn mark.

Huh, and look at this burn mark.

Did you see how it flew?
It spun like... like a typhoon.

And he came back
just like a boomerang.

"Hot spinner."
"Flaming come-backer."

No.

"Typhoomerang."

"Typhoomerang"?
Nah, I don't get it.

Okay, Torch, hold still.

I'm trying to draw you.
You're getting your own chapter.

Rowr!

Rowr! Rowr!

Rowr!

Rowr! Rowr! Rowr!

Toothless, look what you did.

And now I've got to get more charcoal.

Toothless, you behave
yourself while I'm gone.

Hey, it's okay, big guy.
I'll be right back.

Toothless!

What... what is going on here?

Toothless, why did you do this?
What is wrong with you?

Toothless, wait!

It's okay, big guy.
He's starting to worry me too.

It's weird. It's like
Toothless is jealous.

Which is great, so...
my first girlfriend is a dragon.

Another thing we have in common.

Something must be going
on under the surface.

Dragons are complex creatures, Hiccup.

They operate on many emotional levels.

Me? I've only got the one.

Whoa, okay, Toothless!

You see, this is what
I've been talking about.

Toothless, settle down.

Gobber, grab him!

You want to dance, big boy?

'Cause I've got my dancing shoe on.

Gotcha!
Whoa, whoa!

Oh!

My panpipes!
Now I can get the band back together.

Toothless!

Back down.

- Not helping.
- Sorry.

I don't know what's gotten
into you, but I don't like it.

What?

Whoa! Whoa!

Toothless!
The cove is this way.

Where are you going?

No! You're going to the cove.

Okay, you've got to stay here.

I never thought bringing
Torch home would lead to this.

I've got to separate you two
until I can figure this out.

Toothless, this is serious.
You've got to stay here.

Okay. A crazy, out-of-control
dragon blocking my way out.

Huh! Or not.

You did the right thing with Toothless.

He'll snap out of it.

Yeah, but what if he doesn't?
Then you won't have a dragon to ride,

and if you don't have a dragon to ride,

then you can't be the
leader of the Dragon Academy!

- Ha!
- Yeah. Then I'd take over.

Do you really want that?

You guys would not
believe what we just saw.

Excuse me, we're
having a power struggle.

We're not having a power struggle.

The whole forest.
Ultimate destruction.

It was beautiful.
The whole thing was torched.

Torched?

Show me.

Like we said, ultimate destruction.

- We've seen that burn mark before.
- Not this big.

You know what this means?
Big burn mark...

Big Typhoomerang.

He looks really mad.

Uh, it's not a he.
It's a she.

- That's Torch's mother.
- Torch is a baby.

That's what Toothless
was trying to tell me.

Whoever gets between
that mother and this baby

is gonna get fried!

- You take it.
- I don't want it.

Just leave it, and
let's get out of here.

Oh-oh.

Now, uh,
go home to your mama.

Run!

You guys go that way.
I'll lead her back into the forest,

- away from the village.
- Hiccup!

Oh, please stop following me.

Toothless!

Thanks, bud.

I'm so sorry.
I should've listened to you.

Toothless, evasive maneuvers.

Oh, why won't she stop?

Torch? What are you doing?

You need to be with your mother.

Toothless, we have
to try something else.

We'll use her size against her.

Toothless, up.

Now dive!

I hope she's okay.

Good job, bud. Everybody's
back where they belong.

Good-bye, Torch.

Let's go home, Toothless.

Ah, I wrote this
just for the occasion.

I should have known

you were just trying to protect me.

That's what you do.

And then you do that.

Communication between dragon
and rider goes both ways.

Not only must the dragon
follow the rider's lead,

but the rider must listen
to the dragon as well.

Because sometimes what
the dragon is trying to say

is what you really need to hear.

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