Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

without their captain,

Berk’s cool kids.

PHLEGMA: Come on!

No more of... this.

Not my fault, Astrid.

[Toothless whining]

I mean, I really hit one.

The nest is ours!

Bet he’s really frightened now.

the shining star of our generation.

[takes deep breath]

Lopping off a Nadder’s head

Turns out all we needed was a little more of this.

[Stoick chuckles]

You’re not one of us.

Take it seriously.

[Tuffnut gasps]

♪ We sail for another day ♪

Thank you for summing that up.

Gronckles, Nadders, Zipplebacks, Skrills.

[crowd exclaiming]

Oh, why couldn’t you have been dead?

[Toothless grunts softly]

I got distracted by the light in your eyes.

[breathing heavily]

And we’ve killed thousands of them!

Not the people you almost killed?

All right, bud. Time’s up.

Okay? I see a dragon, and I have to just... kill it.

I believe in learning on the job.

[moaning softly]

[birds squawking]

Ah, you might even win Top Slayer.

GOBBER: And then he turned and grabbed me arm,

Well, you go first.

"Strike class. Fear class. Mystery class.

Wear it proudly, son.

I’m through with the lies.

"Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight.

Behind these doors are just a few of the many species

[distressed groaning]

You know, moving in on their lands, eating their food.

They’re inclined to do whatever it says.

[Hiccup panting sharply]

[straining]: Come on.

♪ You shall always be ♪

HICCUP: I’m clearly not the one in control.

- That’s how I shot it down. - Stop!

- Aye. - Hoist the sails!

Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!

- No, uh-uh. - [snarls]

They raid us because they have to.

Make plenty of it to throw off the dragon’s aim.

Stay out of my way, Hiccup.

How could I lose an entire dragon?!

- to fight dragons. - I think it’s time

all of our ships, so we didn’t really

Today, he becomes one of us!

He’s alive. He’s alive!

SNOTLOUT: Okay, wait.

You’ve got a wild side, and I like it.

[Toothless moans]

he took my hand clean off and he swallowed it whole.

Because yes, dragons are as bad as we think.

Almost like we were meant to be together.

- RUFFNUT: Out of my way. - TUFFNUT: Move!

- Hmm? - [Toothless moans softly]

Yes. Well done, Astrid.

And that’s for everything else.

Oh, I’m gonna die!

- See, when I was a boy... - Oh, here we go.

- Yes, I do. - What have we got?

[Toothless retching]

- SPITELOUT: Ship the oars! - STOICK: Oars in.

[crowd gasping, yelling]

I’m the first Viking in who knows how long

- [whooshing] - [roars]

Or, you know, dead.

would definitely show them I belong.

[frantic chatter]

and experience to these pages.

Well, if by success,

VIKING: Go, go! Get to the side of him!

Is that who we are?

Because the truth is

’cause within a month, another one had taken my leg.

will slay everything else.

We have a fighting chance this time.

- [murmuring] - RETCHA: Exactly.

SNOTLOUT: Get over here, man! Just grab his hand!

So, why didn’t you?

Is that the spot?

You know, i-it’s... it’s who I am.

Here we go again.

And keep an ear out for Night Furies.