How to Train Your Dragon (2010) - Quotes

Taglines: One adventure will change two worlds.

Hiccup: [seeing the newly reformed Berk] I knew it... I'm dead.

Stoick: [chuckling] No, but you gave it your best shot. So, what do you think?

Viking: Look, it's Hiccup!

Stoick: [points to Hiccup] Turns out all we needed was a little more of... this.

Hiccup: [surprised] You just gestured to all of me.

Gobber: [gestures to Hiccup's peg leg] Well, most of you. That bit's my handiwork. With a little Hiccup flair thrown in! You think it'll do?

Hiccup: [looks at it; jokes] I might make a few tweaks.

Astrid: That's for scaring me!

Hiccup: [shocked; Astrid cuts him off by kissing him on the lips. Hiccup's expression changes to one of pleasant surprise.] Wha-what?! What, is it always gonna be this way? Cause-- I could get used to it.

Hiccup: [mounts Toothless] You got it, bud.

Stoick: [grabs Hiccup's hand; Hiccup turns] Hiccup! I'm sorry... For--For everything.

Hiccup: Yeah, me too.

Stoick: You don't have to go up there.

Hiccup: We're Vikings. It's an occupational hazard.

Stoick: [takes his hand] I'm proud to call you my son.

Hiccup: Thanks, Dad.

Astrid: [sees Hiccup] He's up! Get Snotlout out of there!

Twins: I'm on it!

Tuffnut: [arguing] I'm on it first! I'm ahead of you!

Ruffnut: [arguing] Hey! let me drive!

Tuffnut: [arguing] No, this way, don't push me

Ruffnut: [arguing] Stop it, I'll take your teeth out

Tuffnut: Aw, I can't believe that worked!

Gobber: [Red Death pushes Astrid off her dragon and she falls, screaming, until Toothless saves her] NIGHT FURY! Get down!

Hiccup: [Toothless looks upside down to see if he saved Astrid. Then he safely puts her down] Did you get her?

Astrid: Go.

Hiccup: That thing has wings! Okay, let's see if it can use them!

Hiccup: You think that did it?

Hiccup: Well he can fly.

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOO! Yeah! GO HICCUP!

Hiccup: Okay Toothless, time to disappear! Come on, bud!

Hiccup: Here it comes!

Hiccup: Watch out!

Hiccup: Okay, times up! Let's see if this works. COME ON! IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO?!

Hiccup: Stay with me, buddy. We're good. Just a little bit longer.

Hiccup: Hold Toothless...

Hiccup: NOW!

Hiccup: [runs into Red Death's clubbed tail; collides with Red Death's clubbed tail and falls off] No! NO!

Stoick: [sees Toothless but with Hiccup nowhere to be found; kneeling beside Toothless; Toothless stirs and opens his eyes, looking at Stoick; close to tears; Toothless lifts his wings, revealing Hiccup clutched in his paws; picks him up, puts an ear to his chest and laughs with relief; the Vikings cheer and Stoick puts a hand on Toothless' head] Hiccup! HICCUP?! SON! Hiccup. Oh, son... I did this. I'm s... I'm so sorry. Hiccup! Oh, he's alive! You brought him back alive! Thank you for saving my son.

Gobber: [comes over; grimacing] Well... you know, most of him.

Hiccup: Yeah Ruff Tuff watch your backs. Move Fishlegs.

Stoick: What the (no voice recording when he said this)

Tuffnut: LOOK AT US WE'RE ON A DRAGON, WE'RE ON DRAGONS ALL OF US.

Hiccup: Up, let's move it.

Gobbler: Every bit the boar-headed stubborn Viking you ever were.

Hiccup: Fishlegs break it down.

Fishlegs: Okay, heavily armoured skull and tail made for bashing and crushing, steer clear of both, small eyes, large nostrils, relies on hearing and smell.

Hiccup: Okay, left, legs, hang in his blind spot make some noise keep it confused, Ruff Tuff find out if it has a shot limit make it mad.

Ruffnut: That's my specialty!

Tuffnut: [makes noise] Since when everyone knows I'm more irritating see.

Hiccup: Just do what I told you, I'll be back as soon as I can.

Snotlout: Don't worry we got it covered.

Fishlegs: YEAH! WHOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Tuffnut: Troll!

Ruffnut: Butt-elf!

Tuffnut: Bride of Grendel!

Stoick: [[Wikipedia:Odin|Odin] ] help us...

Stoick: When we crack this mountain open, all hell is gonna break loose.

Gobber: And my undies. Good thing I brought extras!

Stoick: No matter how this ends, it ends today.

Astrid: It's a mess. You must feel horrible. You've lost everything. Your father, your tribe, your best friend...

Hiccup: [sadly] Thank you for summing that up. Why couldn't I have killed that dragon when I found him in the woods? It would've been better. For everyone.

Astrid: [Hiccup doesn't answer] Yep. The rest of us would have done it. So why didn't you? Why didn't you?

Hiccup: I don't know. I couldn't.

Astrid: That's not an answer.

Hiccup: [irate] Why is this so important to you all of a sudden?

Astrid: Because I want to remember what you say, right now.

Hiccup: [angrily] Oh, for the love of - I was a coward! I was weak! I wouldn't kill a dragon.

Astrid: You said "wouldn't" that time.

Hiccup: [snaps] Whatever! I wouldn't! Three hundred years, and I'm the first Viking who wouldn't kill a dragon.

Astrid: First to ride one, though. So...?

Hiccup: I wouldn't kill him... because he looked as frightened as I was. I looked at him, and I saw myself.

Astrid: I bet he's really frightened now. What are you going to do about it?

Hiccup: Eh, probably something stupid.

Astrid: Good, but you've already done that.

Hiccup: [smiles, getting an idea; runs off] Then something crazy.

Astrid: [smiles; follows him] That's more like it.

Stoick: What's he doing?

Hiccup: [to Hookfang; takes his hat off and throws it aside] It's okay. It's okay. I'm not one of them.

Stoick: Stop the fight.

Hiccup: NO! I need you all to see this. They're not what we think they are. We don't have to kill them.

Stoick: [whacks his hammer on the ring cage railing with a loud clang, which startles Hookfang into attacking Hiccup] I SAID, STOP THE FIGHT!!!

Stoick: Get out of my way!

Stoick: [laughter; cheering] Well, I can show my face in public again! If anyone had told me that in just a few short weeks, Hiccup would have gone from, well, being, uh...Hiccup...to placing first in dragon training - well, I would have tied him to a mast and shipped him off, for fear he'd gone mad! And you know it! But here we are, and no one's more surprised, or more proud, than I am. Today, my boy becomes a Viking! Today, he becomes one of us!

Astrid: [appears behind Hiccup] Be careful with that dragon.

Hiccup: [looks nervously up at his father] It's not the dragon I'm worried about.

Astrid: What are you going to do?

Hiccup: Put an end to this. I have to try. Astrid, if something... goes wrong, just make sure they don't find Toothless.

Astrid: I will. Just... promise me it won't go wrong.

Gobber: [appears] It's time, Hiccup. Knock em dead.

Astrid: [She dismounts from Toothless' back and runs toward the village] No! No, it totally makes sense! It's like a giant beehive. They're the workers, and that's their queen. It controls them. Let's find your dad.

Hiccup: [Also dismounts and stops Astrid] No, no! They'll kill Toothless, no. Astrid, we need to think this through. Carefully.

Astrid: Hiccup, we just discovered the Dragon's Nest. The thing we've been after since Vikings first sailed here! And you want to keep it a secret? To protect your pet dragon? Are you serious?

Hiccup: [looks at her with hardened expression] Yes.

Astrid: Okay. Then what do we do?

Hiccup: Just give me until tomorrow. I'll figure something out.

Astrid: [punches Hiccup's arm; Hiccup and Toothless exchange confused looks. Astrid leans forward and quickly kisses him on the cheek] Okay. That's for kidnapping me. That's for... everything else.

Hiccup: [blushingly watches her walk away and Toothless walks beside him giving a smile; stammers] Are you--What are you lookin at?

Astrid: [runs off] Stay out of my way! I'm winning this thing.

Hiccup: [after she has already left] Good, please, by all means.

Astrid: This time. This time, for sure!

Astrid: [furiously, wildly swinging her axe] NO!!! NO!! SON OF A HALF-TROLL, RAT-EATING, MUD-BUCKET!!!

Hiccup: [tries to get away] So, later!

Gobber: Oh-oh, not so fast!

Hiccup: Uh, I'm kind of late for...

Astrid: [livid, jams her axe into his throat] What?! Late for what, exactly?

Stoick: [angrily; lose in patience] Okay, quiet down. The Elder has decided.

Gobber: You've done it! You've done it, Hiccup! You get to kill the dragon!

Hiccup: Oh, yeah! Yes! I can't wait. I am so... ...LEAVING! We're leaving. Let's pack up. Looks like you and me are taking a little vacation, forever. Ah, man... AH! What the-- I mean, uh, What are you doing here?

Astrid: I want to know what's going on. No one just gets as good as you do. Especially you. Start talking! Are you training with someone?

Hiccup: Training?

Astrid: It better not involve this!

Hiccup: I know this looks really bad, but you see...this is, uh... You're right! You're right! You're right. I'm through with the lies. I've been making... outfits. So, you got me. It's time everyone knew. Drag me back. Go ahead. Here we go. OW! Why would you DO that?!

Astrid: That's for the lies. And THAT'S for everything else.

Hiccup: [in pain] Oh, man.

Astrid: Get down! RUN! RUN!

Hiccup: [to Astrid] NO! No. It's okay! It's okay... she's a friend. It's okay. You just scared him.

Astrid: [pause] I scared him?! Who... is "him?

Hiccup: [Toothless growls menacingly at her. Astrid stares at the two in disbelief, then runs off to tell the village.; Toothless shrugs and walks away] Uh, Astrid, Toothless. Toothless, Astrid. Da, da-da, we're dead! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Where do you think you're going?

Astrid: [hanging from a tree branch] AH! Oh, Great Odin's ghost! Oh, this is it! Hiccup! Get me down from here!

Hiccup: [pleading] You have to give me a chance to explain!

Astrid: I am not listening to anything you have to say!!

Hiccup: [softer] Then I won't speak. Just let me show you. Please, Astrid.

Astrid: Now, get me down.

Hiccup: [Toothless starts to drop] Toothless, down. Gently. See? Nothing to be afraid of. WHOA!! TOOTHLESS! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! BAD DRAGON! He's not usually like this. Oh no.

Astrid: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Hiccup: [Toothless starts spinning; Deadpan] Toothless, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! We need her to LIKE us. And now, the spinning. Thank you for nothing, you useless reptile.

Stoick: You've been keeping secrets.

Hiccup: I-I have?

Stoick: Just how long did you think you could hide it from me?

Hiccup: I-I don't know what you're...

Stoick: Nothing happens on this island without me hearing about it.

Hiccup: Oh?

Stoick: So let's talk...about that dragon.

Hiccup: [''Stoick suddenly laughs heartily; Hiccup nervously laughs along''] Oh, gods... Dad, I'm so sorry, I-I was going to tell you, I just didn't know how to, uh... You're... you're not... upset?

Stoick: [''still heartily''] WHAT? I was hoping for this!

Hiccup: [''confused''] Uh...You were?

Stoick: [Pushes Hiccup in compassion and Hiccup falls down; Hiccup gets up; To the sky; To Hiccup; Extremely joyous; Calms down; Sits down and scooches closer to Hiccup] And believe me, it only gets better! Just wait til you spill a Nadder's guts for the first time! And mount your first Gronckle head on a spear. Oh, WHAT A FEELING! You really had me going there, son! All those years of the worst Viking Berk has ever seen! Odin, it was rough. I almost gave up on you, and all the while, you were holding out on me! OH, THOR ALMIGHTY! Oh! With you doing so well in the ring... we finally have something to talk about.

Gobber: Meet the Terrible Terror!

Tuffnut: [''the Terror leaps onto his face''; ''The Terrible Terror chases a shiny light created by Hiccup's shield back into the enclosure''; ''to Astrid, while she glares''] Ha! That's like the size of my-- AAH! OH, GET IT OFF! OH, I AM HURT! I AM VERY MUCH HURT! Wow, he's better than you ever were.

Fishlegs: Razor-sharp serrated teeth that inject venom for pre-digestion... prefers ambush attack, crushing its victims...

Hiccup: Will you please stop that?!

Gobber: [''telling a story''] And with one twist, he took my hand and swallowed it whole! And I saw the look on his face. I was delicious! He must have passed the word, because it wasn't a month before another one of them took my leg.

Fishlegs: Isn't it weird to think that your hand was inside a dragon? Like, if your mind was still in control of it, you could have killed the dragon from the inside, by... crushing its heart, or something.

Snotlout: I swear I'm so ANGRY right now! I'll avenge your beautiful hand and your beautiful foot! I'll chop off the legs of every dragon I fight. With my face!

Gobber: Mm-mm-mm, no. It's the wings and the tails you really want. If it can't fly, it can't get away. A downed dragon is a dead dragon.

Tuffnut: Ooh! Love on the battlefield!

Ruffnut: She could do better.

Gobber: Look for its blind spot! Every dragon has one. Find it, hide in it, and strike!

Ruffnut: Ugh! Do you ever bathe?

Tuffnut: If you don't like it, then just get your own blind spot!

Ruffnut: How about I give you one?!

Gobber: Blind spot, yes. Deaf spot? Not so much.

Hiccup: Hey, hey! So, uh, how would one sneak up on a Night Fury?

Gobber: [''shouts''] No one's ever met one and lived to tell the tale. Now GET IN THERE!!!

Hiccup: I know, I know, but hypothetically.

Gobber: Where did Hiccup go wrong?

Ruffnut: Uh, he showed up?

Tuffnut: He didn't get eaten?

Astrid: He's never where he should be.

Gobber: [throws the Dragon Manual on the table; ''listens to the thunder''] Thank you, Astrid. You need to live and breathe this stuff. The Dragon Manual. Everything we know about every dragon we know of. No attacks tonight. Hurry up.

Tuffnut: Wait, you mean read?

Ruffnut: While we're still alive?

Snotlout: Why read words when you can just kill the stuff the words tell you stuff about?

Fishlegs: [''Snotlout, Tuffnut, and Ruffnut stare at him''] Oh, I've read it like seven times! There's this water dragon that sprays boiling water at your face! And-and there's this other one that buries itself for like a week-

Tuffnut: [''cuts him off''] Yeah, that sounds great. You know, there was a chance I was gonna read that...

Ruffnut: But, now...

Gobber: All dragons have a limited number of shots! How many does a Gronckle have?

Snotlout: Uh, five?!

Fishlegs: No, six!

Gobber: [''The Gronckle Meatlug blasts Fishlegs' shield''] Correct! Six! That's one for each of you! Fishlegs, out.

Tuffnut: Get your hands off my shield!

Ruffnut: There's, like, a million shields!

Tuffnut: Take that one. It has a flower on it. Girls like flowers.

Ruffnut: [hits Tuffnut on the head with the shield] Oops! Now this one has blood on it.

Gobber: WELCOME TO DRAGON TRAINING!

Astrid: No turning back.

Tuffnut: I hope I get some serious burns!

Ruffnut: I'm hoping for some mauling, like on my shoulder or lower back.

Astrid: [''wryly''] Yeah, it's only fun if you get a scar out of it.

Hiccup: [''entering behind the others; unenthusiastic''] Yeah, no kidding, right? Pain, love it.

Tuffnut: Oh, great! Who let him in?

Gobber: Let's get started! The recruit who does best will win the honor of killing his first dragon in front of the entire village.

Snotlout: [mockingly] Hiccup already killed a Night Fury, so does that disqualify him, or...?

Tuffnut: Can I switch classes with the cool Vikings?

Gobber: [aside, to Hiccup; aloud, to the other teens] Don't worry, you're small and weak. That'll make you less of a target. They'll see you as sick or insane and go after the more Viking-like teens instead. Behind these doors are just a few of the many species you will learn to fight! The Deadly Nadder.

Fishlegs: Speed 8, Armor 16.

Gobber: The Hideous Zippleback.

Fishlegs: Plus 11 stealth times 2.

Gobber: The Monstrous Nightmare.

Fishlegs: Firepower 15.

Gobber: The Terrible Terror.

Fishlegs: Attack 8! Venom 12!

Gobber: [''irritated''] CAN YOU STOP THAT?! And the... Gronckle.

Fishlegs: [''whispers to Hiccup''] Jaw strength 8.

Stoick: Hiccup.

Hiccup: Dad! Uh, I have to talk to you, Dad.

Stoick: I need to speak with you too, son.

Hiccup: I've decided I don't want to fight dragons.

Stoick: I think it's time you learned to fight dragons.

Hiccup and Stoick: [beat] What?

Stoick: Uh, you go first.

Hiccup: [kindly] No, no, you go first.

Stoick: [takes another deep breath] Alright. You get your wish. Dragon Training. You start in the morning.

Hiccup: [panicked] Oh, man, I should have gone first! Uh, because I was thinking, you know, we have a surplus of dragon-fighting Vikings. But do we have enough bread-making Vikings? Or small home repair Vikings?

Stoick: [not paying attention; drops a large battle axe into Hiccup's arms] You'll need this.

Hiccup: I don't wanna fight dragons.

Stoick: [chuckles] Oh, come on. Yes, you do.

Hiccup: Rephrase: Dad, I can't kill dragons!

Stoick: But you will kill dragons!

Hiccup: No, I'm really very extra sure that I won't.

Stoick: It's time, Hiccup.

Hiccup: [desperately] Can you not hear me?!

Stoick: [takes the axe from Hiccup; returns the axe; gestures to Hiccup] This is serious, son! When you carry this axe, you carry all of us with you. Which means you walk like us, you talk like us, you think like us. No more of... this.

Hiccup: [sighs] You just gestured to all of me.

Stoick: Deal?

Hiccup: This conversation is feeling very one-sided...

Stoick: Deal?

Hiccup: [sighs; giving in] Deal.

Stoick: When I was a boy...

Gobber: Oh, here we go.

Stoick: My father told me to bang my head against a rock. So I did it! I thought he was crazy, but I didn't question him. And you know what happened?

Gobber: [sarcastically] You got a headache.

Stoick: That rock split in two. It taught me what a Viking can do, Gobber. He can... He can crush mountains, level forests, tame seas! Even as a boy, I knew who I was, what I had to become... Hiccup is not that boy.

Gobber: You can't stop him, Stoick. You can only prepare him. I know it seems hopeless, but the truth is, you won't always be around to protect him. He's going to get out there again. He's probably out there now.

Gobber: [mutters] Trolls exist! They steal your socks. But only the left ones. What's with that?

Hiccup: I really did hit one.

Gobber: Sure, Hiccup.

Hiccup: [about his father] He never listens.

Gobber: It runs in the family.

Hiccup: [imitating his father] And when he does, it's always with this disappointed scowl, like someone skimped on the meat in his sandwich. "Excuse me, barmaid! I'm afraid you brought me the wrong off spring! I ordered an extra-large boy with beefy arms, extra guts, and glory on the side! This here, this is a talking fish-bone!

Gobber: Now, you're thinking about this all wrong. It's not so much what you look like. It's what's inside that he can't stand.

Hiccup: [sarcastically] Thank you for summing that up.

Gobber: Look, the point is, stop trying so hard to be something you're not.

Hiccup: [goes inside his house, then goes out the back door, out of his village, to look for Toothless] I just wanna be one of you guys.

Hiccup: [Stoick angrily grabs him by the collar of his shirt and drags him away] ...Okay, but I hit a Night Fury. It's not like the last few times, Dad! I mean, I really actually hit it! You guys were busy, and I had a very clear shot. It went down just off Raven Point. Let's get a search party out there before it--

Stoick: [shouts angrily; Hiccup stops] Stop! Just stop! Every time you step outside, disaster falls! Can you not see that I have bigger problems?! Winter is almost here, and I have an entire village to feed!

Hiccup: [lowers his voice] Well, between you and me, the village could do with a little less feeding, don't you think?

Stoick: [sighs] This isn't a joke, Hiccup! Why can't you follow the simplest orders?

Hiccup: I-I can't stop myself! I see a dragon and I have to just kill it. You know? It's who I am, Dad.

Stoick: [sighs] You are many things, Hiccup. But a dragon killer is not one of them. Get back to the house.

Hiccup: Aw, come on! Let me out, please! I need to make my mark!

Gobber: Oh, you've made plenty of marks. All in the wrong places!

Hiccup: Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon, my life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date!

Gobber: [holds up a set of bolas, which a Viking snatches and throws at a Gronckle] You can't lift a hammer. You can't swing an axe. You can't even throw one of these!

Hiccup: [gestures to a catapult invention; touches the machine and it goes off, firing a set of bolas out the window that hits a Viking] Okay, fine. But this... will throw it for me.

Gobber: [gestures to Hiccup's invention] Now, this right here... ...is what I'm talking about!

Hiccup: It's a... mild calibration issue--

Gobber: [gestures to all of Hiccup] Don't--no--Hiccup. If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all... this.

Hiccup: But you just pointed to all of me!

Gobber: Yes! That's it! Stop being all of you.

Hiccup: [nodding and glaring at Gobber] Ohh...

Gobber: Oh, yes.

Hiccup: [awkwardly, but standing his ground] You-you, sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this much raw... "Viking-ness" contained? THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES!

Gobber: [flatly; tosses him a sword] I'll take my chances. Sword. Sharpen. Now.

Hiccup: [voice-over] One day I'll get out there. Because killing a dragon is everything around here. A Nadder head is sure to get me at least noticed. Gronkles are tough. Taking down one of those would definitely get me a girlfriend. A Zippleback? Exotic. Two heads, twice the status. And then there's the Monstrous Nightmare. Only the best Vikings go after those. They have this nasty habit of setting themselves on fire.

Stoick: [calmly] Reload! I'll take care of this.

Hiccup: [voice-over] But the ultimate prize is the dragon no one's ever seen. We call it the--

Viking 1: NIGHT FURY!

Viking 2: GET DOWN!

Stoick: [To his other men] JUMP!

Hiccup: [voice-over; The catapult is blasted once again by Toothless] This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and never misses. No one has ever killed a Night Fury. That's why I'm gonna be the first.

Gobber: Oh, nice of you to join the party! I thought you'd been carried off.

Hiccup: [flexing] What, who, me? No, come on; I'm way too muscular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all... this.

Gobber: Well, they need toothpicks, don't they?

Viking: [roars in Hiccup's face; cheery; A big viking grabs Hiccup protectively by the collar of his shirt, yanking him out of the path of a strafing dragon] Morning!

Viking 2: [Two enormous torches are raised and lit. The dragons swarm around them.] Hoist the torches!