[Hiccup returns home after failing to kill Toothless. He tries to sneak up to his bedroom, but Stoick hears him]

Hiccup...

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

I need to speak with you too, son.

[They both take deep breaths and speak at once.]

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

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

[beat]

What?

Uh, you go first.

[kindly]

No, no, you go first.

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

[panicky]

Oh, man, I should have gone first! Uh, 'cause 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?

[not paying attention; drops a large battle axe into Hiccup's arms]

You'll need this.

[nervously]

I don't wanna fight dragons.

[chuckles]

Oh, come on, yes, you do.

Rephrase: Dad, I can't kill dragons!

But you will kill dragons.

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

It's time, Hiccup.

[desperately]

Can you not hear me?!

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

[rolls his eyes]

You just gestured to all of me.

Deal?

This conversation is feeling very one-sided...

Deal?

[sighs; giving in]

Deal.