Either we finish them or they'll finish us! It's the only way we'll be rid of them! If we find the nest and destroy it, the dragons will leave. They'll find another home.
One more search. Before the ice sets in.
Those ships never come back.
We're Vikings. It's an occupational hazard. Now who's with me?
Today's not good for me. I've gotta do my axe returns.
Alright. Those who stay will look after Hiccup.
To the ships!
I'm with you Stoick!
That's more like it.
I'll pack my undies.
No, I need you to stay and train some new recruits.
Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy, Hiccup can cover the stall. Molten steel, razor sharp blades, lots of time to himself... What could possibly go wrong?
What am I going to do with him, Gobber?
Put him in training with the others.
No, I'm serious.
So am I.
He'd be killed before you let the first dragon out of its cage.
Oh, you don't know that.
I do know that, actually.
No, you don't.
No, actually I do.
No you don't!
Listen! You know what he's like. From the time he could crawl he's been... different. He doesn't listen, he has the attention span of a sparrow... I take him out fishing and he goes hunting for... for trolls!
Trolls exist! They steal your socks. But only the left ones. What's with that?
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