Aw, come on! Let me out, please. I need to make my mark!
Oh, you've made plenty of marks. All in the wrong places!
Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon; my life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date.
You can't lift a hammer. You can't swing an axe. You can't even throw one of these! [holds up a set of bolas, which a Viking snatches and throws at a Gronckle]
Okay, fine. But this... [gestures to a catapult invention] will throw it for me. [touches the machine and it goes off, firing a set of bolas out the window that hits a Viking]
Now, see, this right here... [gestures to Hiccup's invention] ...is what I'm talkin' about!
But, uh... mild calibration issue...
Don't you-- No...! Hiccup! If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all... [gestures to all of Hiccup] this.
But you just pointed to all of me!
Yes, that's it. Stop being all of you.
Oh, yes.
[awkwardly, but standing his ground]
You-you, sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this much raw... "Viking-ness" contained? THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES!
[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.
[A fiery Monstrous Nightmare attacks the catapult crew]
Reload! [calmly] I'll take care of this.
NIGHT FURY!
GET DOWN!
[The catapult Stoick and the other men are on suddenly explodes. The Night Fury, Toothless responsible for the explosion shoots by, barely visible.] [To the other men]
Jump!
[voice-over]
This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and [The catapult is blasted once again by Toothless] never misses. No one has ever killed a Night Fury. That's why I'm gonna be the first.
