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Let's go, bud.

- Yeah. - Wow.

- Cool. - Wow.

- Wow, nice. - He's pretty good.

Tell us what you know about the dragons, boy.

Tell us how you train them.

I won't talk!

You can't make me.

Oh, I think we can.

Hello? Is anybody there?

Oh! You can't... you can't leave me in here!

Okay! Okay!

Hiccup is the leader of the Berk dragon academy.

He rides a Night Fury named Toothless.

And there's Astrid. She's mean.

But in a nice way. Her dragon is a Deadly Nadder,

shoots spines, loves chicken, heh.

Snotlout rides a Monstrous Nightmare.

We're not actually sure who's more monstrous... him or the dragon.

And then there's the twins. They share a Zippleback.

Actually, they fight over it.

What? You know I hate the dark!

Great. Fishlegs. More like guppy legs.

- Jeez. - Fishlegs, you can't cave in.

Alvin will do a lot more than turn out the light to get you to talk.

He had me locked in a dungeon ready to be executed.

Toothless was chained and muzzled for days.

You need to stick with what we discussed...

your name, where you live, and nothing else.

All right, I'll work on it!

- Mean? I'm not mean! - It's okay, Astrid.

- I like mean girls. - Ugh!

Hey, girl, can you untie me?

Please?

Grounded? All the dragons? Are you serious?

Deadly serious. From this point forward,

there is a ban on flying... period.

What? What about patrolling, training?

What part of "ban on flying" did you not understand, Hiccup?

But that's... that's ridiculous.

- I want that wall higher! - Aye, aye, sir!

Are you calling your father ridiculous?

Of course not. I would never call my father ridiculous.

- I'm calling my chief ridiculous. - Oh!

Careful, son.

You too, dragon.

- Put your backs into it, boys! - Aye, aye!

Dad, Alvin has his own dragons... Changewings, Scauldrons,

Whispering Deaths... I saw them with my own eyes!

Yes. When you were kidnapped and locked up in an Outcast prison.

He's also read the Book of Dragons.

He's seen Astrid train a Monstrous Nightmare,

and he still has Mildew, who, by the way,

I really doubt will hold up under questioning.

- Hiccup... - If Alvin learns

how to train his dragons and he attacks with them,

our only chance is to fight back with ours.

I understand that. But I'm not gonna risk your life or the

lives of any of your dragon riders. This is my final word.

- And you agreed? Just like that? - What other choice did I have?

He's the chief, who also happens to be

my incredibly overprotective father.

Wha... well, we have to get him to change his mind.

Stoick the Vast? Um, good luck with that.

So what am I supposed to do with Hookfang if he can't fly?

You know what happens when his "inner warrior" is caged up?

Aah! Ooh.

That... is what happens!

Whoa. We should have caged his inner warrior

a long time ago... that was awesome!

Yeah.

Look, I know this is going to be hard, but I'll keep

working on my dad, and hopefully he'll change his mind.

And what if he doesn't?

Wow. I forgot what a long walk it is from the academy.

Sure would be nice to be flying home.

Why, thank you, Astrid, for that observation,

because I clearly don't have enough on my plate right now.

- What's with him? - Ah, it's sunset.

We always take a lap around the island when it gets dark.

He loves it.

Poor Toothless. No family, no night flying.

What's left for him, really?

Okay. Why don't I just leave the two of you alone?

That's probably... a good idea...

Ow! What?

Ah... ooh!

Toothless, you have to relax.

Nice to have you in the shop, Hiccup.

Usually you and Toothless are out enjoying a beautiful

evening flight around the island as this hour.

Of course, you can't do that anymore,

what with the ban on flying and all.

Ah... shame about that.

- So... what are we making? - What do you think?

- All this work for a shield? - Well, it's not just a shield.

- Handy. - If we can't ride dragons,

we have to defend ourselves somehow.

You know, Hiccup, your father is just doing what's best for you.

- He's trying to keep you safe. - I know.

But the problem is, the safest place for me

is on Toothless.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

Imagine you'll be here quite a while.

Too bad, really. Have you seen that moon?

Can't imagine a more beautiful night for a flight.

I did it again, didn't I?

Ah!

Gah! I know what you're thinking, and you might as well forget it.

What is it, Stormfly?

A dragon! And someone's riding it.

Wait a minute... that's a Night Fury.

All right, Hiccup, what are you up to?

Come on... come on!

Ugh!

That was a close one.

Nice flying, bud. Think we lost her.

Think again, Hiccup.

Astrid! We were just talking about you.

So I guess this is the part where I ask if your father changed his mind,

and you tell me he didn't, and you're going behind his back.

- Again. - Actually, no.

This is the part where I tell you my Dad is wrong.

- So... he knows. - I didn't say that.

Look, you were there on Outcast island just like I was.

You know what Alvin is capable of.

So you were just gonna fly around at night

- all by yourself and say nothing? - That was my plan...

I didn't want to get anyone else in trouble.

I was trying to do the right thing.

- Sort of. - We both know what the right thing is, Hiccup.

But if we're gonna ride dragons behind your father's back,

we all need to ride dragons behind your father's back.

Dragon flight club. I like that!

- What is it? - It's a secret dragon flying society.

We train at night under the cover of darkness.

Sharpening our skills against possible dragon attacks by Alvin.

But remember, it's secret.

- Nobody can know. - As far as you're concerned, it doesn't exist.

- There is no dragon flight club. - Hey, what do you think?

Aah!

He's in.

So listen, this is very, very important.

The first rule of dragon flight club is that there is no dragon fight club.

Okay, so wait a minute.

- Is there a dragon flight club? - Yes.

There is a dragon flight club.

But he just said there is no dragon flight club.

No. The first rule of dragon flight club

is that there is no dragon flight club.

- Get it? - Absolutely.

- Not. - Yeah.

- I think I need to lie down. - Me too.

Why don't you guys comes back when you've made up your mind

and you stop saying "is" so much.

Um, I'm not sure this is a good idea. Besides, I hate having to wake her.

She's so beautiful when she sleeps.

Fishlegs, this is a defining moment

in the history of the Berk dragon training academy.

Hundreds of years from now,

when they're building statues of us in the middle of town,

they're going to harken back to the courage it took

for all of us to stand up for what we know is right,

- regardless of the consequences. - So... I get a statue?

Yes, Fishlegs. You get a statue.

Okay, dragon flight club members,

- you know why you're here. - Pah! Speak for yourself.

We need to be ready for riders on any type of dragon,

from a Typhoomerang to a Scauldron

to a Changewing... even a Whispering Death.

So I've put together some training exercises...

Nah-juh-blah, blah, blah. Can we go already?

Let's mount up. First stop...

Changewing island.

Oh, yeah.

Stones of good fortune... a lifetime of good luck.