Hiccup (v.o.): As you fly through life it's always good to know who you can trust... and who you can't.
Hiccup: Nice catch, bud. A little close...
Hiccup (v.o.): I know I can always count on Toothless. And it's important for him to know... that no matter what... he can count on me.
Hiccup: It's your turn. Jump!
Fishlegs: I don't want to jump! I--!
Hiccup: You have to believe she's gonna catch you! It's a trust exercise.
Fishlegs: I like to do my trusting on the ground, thank you, very much!
Snotlout: Like this, chicken-legs. WHOO-HOO-HOO-HOO!
Ruffnut: Let me sleep on it.
Astrid: Hookfang! Get him!
Snotlout: Not feeling the trust!
Snotlout: AH! COMIN' IN TOO HOT! AHH!
[Snotlout and Hookfang crash through Mildew's roof.]
Mildew: You'll pay for this!
Hiccup: Oh, something tells me we're gonna hear about this...
Hiccup: Shingle again? Didn't we have roofing material for dinner last night?
Hiccup: It was an accident, Dad. I'm sure Mildew's making it sound worse than it is.
Hiccup: Well, sure, it sounds bad if you're gonna... stick to the facts.
Stoick: Of all the houses on the island, a dragon had to crash through Mildew's! You know he hates dragons more than anyone else!
Hiccup: I know...You might wanna talk to him about his attitude.
Stoick: Listen to me, Hiccup. I gave you the responsibility of training those dragons. Everyone knows that! All eyes are upon you son.
Stoick: Whatever those beasts do reflects on you. And whatever you do reflects on me.
Hiccup: I'm sorry, Dad. You're right.
Stoick: You and your friends are gonna go back to Mildew's and fix that roof. Without your dragons!
Hiccup: Got a break there, bud.
Stoick: Ah! Not so fast! Aren't you forgetting something? It's boot night! They need to be aired out.
Hiccup: UGH! I think it's going to take more than air.
Fishlegs: Uck. I hate boot night!
Tuffnut: Why is his left foot always so much smellier than his right?
Snotlout: Oh, no...
Stoick: Where are my boots?
Stoick: Where are your boots?
Gobber: They've all been stolen! Every last one!
Bucket: Oh! That explains why me feet are so cold.
Mulch: Who could have done such a thing?
Mildew: All I know is that they left a mighty big footprint.
Fishlegs: Oh! Those are Hideous Zippleback tracks. You can tell by the half-moon shaped arches. That's Dragon 101 guys, I don't gotta fill you in on that.
Hiccup: So, a dragon walked through here - a Zippleback, according to my friend, Fishlegs. But that doesn't mean he took everyone's boots.
Mildew: Well, there's just one way to find out. Follow the footprints.
Hiccup: So there's a bunch of boots piled around a Zippleback. That doesn't mean-- Okay, fine, he took the boots.
Viking #1: How are we supposed to do any work in this weather without our boots?
Viking #2: This is outrageous!
Mildew: Now, how long before something's done about these creatures, Stoick? How much more can we stand?!
Gobber: Listen to yourselves. "My feet are cold!" You're Vikings! Everything is cold! I'll fix your boots for yeh. You'll be back to work in no time.
Stoick: You all heard Gobber. You'll be getting your boots back as good as new.
Mildew: That's it? No consequence for these dragons?
Stoick: They took our boots, Mildew. The world isn't coming to an end!
Mildew: Oh, don't be so sure. Dragons are wild beasts. There's no telling what else they'll do behind our sleeping backs.
Hiccup: They don't destroy things on purpose!
Hiccup: But you do have a point, Mildew.
Hiccup: They are wild animals. And they need us to keep an eye on them. And rest assured we will do just that! Will you get out of there?
Hiccup: We're going on night patrol.
Tuffnut: Night patrol! I love it! What is it?
Hiccup: It's where we patrol... at night. To keep an eye on the Dragons. Make sure they don't get blamed for anything else.
Fishlegs: Um, have you cleared this with our parents? Because some of us might not be allowed out after a certain hour.
Snotlout: Not allowed? Or afraaaaid?
Fishlegs: Hey! Things happen after dark.
Hiccup: Guys! We have to do this. You heard Mildew; he wants the Dragons banished.
Ruffnut: Permission to shoot first and ask questions later?
Tuffnut: Permission to skip the question?
Hiccup: We're just patrolling! No one is shooting anyone!
Tuffnut: I have a question. What's fun about that?!
Astrid: It's not supposed to be fun. It's a "Hiccup" idea.
Hiccup: Exactly. What?
Astrid: Hello, sir!
Astrid: Ah, umm, ah--ma'am. My name is Astrid, and I'm with the Dragon United Monitoring Brigade.
Astrid: Yes. That is correct. Not my idea... But it is easy to remember. If you have any dragon-related problems, contact us. Just cup a hand on either side of your mouth and at the top of your lungs yell... D.U.M.B.
Snotlout: Halt! Who goes there?!
Gobber: Take a wild guess.
Snotlout: I don't think I like your attitude.
Gobber: Right back at yeh.
Snotlout: Yeah... but I'm the one with the sash.
Gobber: Let me take a closer look at that.
Gobber: 'D.U.M.B'? Well, that suits you.
Snotlout Okay, I think we're done here.
Fishlegs: Oh! What was that?
Both: Did you see me scare him?
Ruffnut: No, I scared him!
Tuffnut: No, I scared him!
Ruffnut: No me!
Tuffnut: No, no, no! Hey! Ugh!
Ruffnut: It was me! I did it!
Tuffnut: Clearly me!
Hiccup: Well, Mildew will be happy to know what dragons do at night: they sleep, like everyone else.
Stoick: Who could have done such a thing?
Fishlegs: Oh, it looks like a dragon to me!
Hiccup: We don't know for sure, Fishlegs...
Fishlegs: Sure, we do. Look at these claw marks. It was obviously a Monstrous Nightmare. The spacing of the talons is dead on.
Hiccup: (Sarcastic) Once again, thank you, Fishlegs!
Fishlegs: Oh, stop, it's just basic stuff.
Astrid: But how could this happen? We had every dragon accounted for at all times! Right, guys?
Snotlout: When you say, "at all times," and "every dragon," what exactly do you mean?
Hiccup: Okay, what happened, Snotlout?
Snotlout: Well, I was detaining a suspect who wasn't showing sufficient respect to the sash.
Gobber: I think I showed sufficient respect to a sash that says "D.U.M.B."
Astrid: We've got to change that name.
Snotlout: Anyways, as I was questioning said suspect, Hookfang may have -- and I'm not saying he did -- but it is possible he wandered off for a few...
Tuffnut: Oh, that's way longer than minutes.
Mildew: Oh, no, it's true! The Great Hall! So many memories. My three weddings, their three funerals. Oh, the funerals!
Gobber: A dragon must have gone on a rampage. I hate to say it, Stoick, but you're going to have to--
Stoick: I know what has to be done, Gobber.
Mildew: So do I!
Stoick: Starting tonight, every night, I want all the dragons put in the Academy under lock and key.
Mildew: What? That's it? Look what they did!
Hiccup: This just doesn't make any sense! A dragon wouldn't just come in here and destroy the place! I mean, none of the food was even touched!
Stoick: I don't know why dragons do what they do, but I'm not going to let them do any more damage.
Gobber: You had to cage the Dragons, Stoick. You had no choice.
Stoick: I know. But to Hiccup, when I punish them, I'm punishing him.
Gobber: Yeah, that boy thinks the dragons can do no wrong.
Stoick: I just hope he understands that while a father does what's best for his son, a Chief must do what's best for the village.
Fishlegs: Sleep, little Meatlug in your bed, where yummy little boulders dance in your head.
Fishlegs: That usually works! Our whole bedtime routine is upset! She won't even lick my feet, thanks to--
Snotlout: Watch it, Fishlegs! At least my dragon doesn't need a lullaby and a blanky.
Ruffnut: Actually, it's your fault that all our dragons have to sleep in jail.
Tuffnut: Yeah. You don't see our dragon going on a rampage and wrecking stuff. Well, not any good stuff.
Hiccup: I don't think a dragon wrecked the Great Hall or stole the boots.
Astrid: None of us wants to believe it either, Hiccup, but you saw the proof.
Hiccup: What proof? You saw the footprints, too. They were supposed to be made by a Zippleback, but they were no deeper than mine. Look at these! I could lie down in them!
Fishlegs: Well, there could be a lot of explanations why a dragon made shallow footprints.
Ruffnut: Like, hello, he was trying to be sneaky?
Astrid: Alright. Well, how do you explain the Great Hall?
Hiccup: Snotlout, do something about him, please? We're trying to think over here.
Tuffnut: Yeah, I gave up thinking. Never been happier.
Snotlout: I'm not the boss of him. He always does that when he gets angry!
Hiccup: Or goes on a rampage. That's how I can explain the Great Hall! I've got to tell my dad about this!
Hiccup: Just hear me out, Dad. When a Monstrous Nightmare gets mad, his whole body bursts into flames. Look at these walls! Not one single scorch mark.
Stoick: Hiccup, until I have solid proof that it was something else, the dragons stay where they are.
Crowd: Fire, fire!
Stoick: The armory! Grab some buckets! Toothless?
Viking Man: It was him! He set the armory on fire!
Viking Woman: How dare he?
Stoick: Every one of our weapons...gone!
Gobber: Prudence! My poor darling, I'm so sorry. You should've had a long, blood-letting life.
Mildew: She didn't have to die, Gobber. Hiccup's dragon left us utterly defenseless.
Hiccup: Dad, you know Toothless wouldn't do this.
Mildew: Sure, listen to your boy, Stoick. That's what got us into this mess! See what happens when you leave your Dragon all alone to wait outside?
Hiccup: What did you say?
Gobber: Cindy! Oh, I guess your throat-slicing days are over.
Stoick: These dragons have done too much damage. It's not longer safe to have them on Berk. I want them gone.
Stoick: Round them up, and take them all to Dragon Island.
Stoick: By the end of the day tomorrow, there will be no more dragons on Berk!
Mildew: Oh, what a glorious day that will be. Party at my house!
Mildew: Don't forget, boy. Right after you drop off your dragon, you'll be fixing my roof.
Hiccup: This is wrong...
Astrid: I know, it's horrible. It's the worst day of my life...
Hiccup: No, Astrid. Something here doesn't add up.
Fishlegs: All I know is I'm losing my dragon.
Hiccup: For now, yeah. Okay, but I-I just need time to fix this.
Snotlout: What are you talking about? It's over.
Ruffnut: Forget it, it's over.
Tuffnut: Yeah, forget it.
Astrid: I'm gonna miss you...
Fishlegs: Okay, Meatlug. There's plenty of rocks if you get hungry... and don't eat any limestone. You know it doesn't agree with you.
Snotlout: Be strong, buddy. I know you're gonna miss me--
Snotlout: Okay. He's crying...he's crying on the inside!
Hiccup: I'll be back for you. I promise.
Hiccup: [On the verge of tears] No, bud! You've gotta stay here, and take care of the other dragons. It's gonna be okay, Toothless. Trust me...
Hiccup: There's something Mildew said that I can't stop thinking about....h-he said, "See what happens when you leave your dragon to wait outside?" He knew Toothless wasn't with me just before the armory fire.
Hiccup: So...so, he lives on the other side of the island. What was he doing in town? And how would he know where we were before the fire?
Astrid: You really think he set that fire?
Hiccup: I think he did all of it. And I think he did it so my dad would get rid of all the dragons.
Astrid: That's a pretty serious accusation. How are you gonna prove it?
Hiccup: Hmm....well, Mildew definitely has a type. [shudders]
[Hiccup finds a pair of Zippleback foot markers and a Monstrous Nightmare claw]
Hiccup: What the...?
Mildew: I'm home, ladies!
Mildew: What's that you say...? Nothing? Perfect.
Mildew: Ah, these served us well, didn't they, Fungus? Shame we have to get rid of them.
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