Stoick: [as Hiccup tries to sneak past] Hiccup.
Hiccup: Dad! Uh, I have to talk to you, Dad.
Stoick: I need to speak with you too, son.
[They both take deep breaths, then both speak at once]
Stoick: I think it's time you learned to fight dragons.
Hiccup: I've decided I don't want to fight dragons.
[then]
Stoick, Hiccup: What?
Stoick: Uh, you go first.
Hiccup: No no, no, *you* go first.
Stoick: All right. You get your wish. Dragon training. You start in the morning.
Hiccup: Oh, man, I should have gone first... 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...?