Gobber: [the Green Death emerges] Beard of Thor! What *is* that? Stoick: [overwhelmed] Odin help us...
Gobber: 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! [gestures to his fake leg] Fishlegs: ...
[Stoick fights off a dragon, saving Hiccup] Hiccup: [v.o] Oh, and there's one more thing you need to know. [Stoick faces Hiccup, who is behind a pole. Pole falls into the village, setting it on fire] Hiccup: Sorry... Dad.
Gobber: The recruit who does best will win the honor of killing his first dragon in front of the entire village. Snotlout: [joking] Hiccup already killed a Night Fury, so, does that disqualify him, or...? [all snicker] Tuffnut: Can I transfer to the ...
Fishlegs: Chances of survival are dwindling into single-digits now...
[running after the Mother Dragon] Stoick: [shouts] Here! Gobber: [chuckling] Oh-ho-ho, no... [shouts] Gobber: Here!
Gobber: [to Hiccup during dragon training] Don't worry. You're small and you're 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.
