DreamWorks Dragons

Let's go, bud.

Whoa, nice.

This is Berk.

For generations, it was viking against dragon.

The battles were ferocious.

Then one day, everything changed.

I met Toothless.

Together, we've shown people here

that instead of fighting dragons,

we can ride them,

live with them, even train them.

Okay, guys. Best trick competion.

Who's up first?

- Uh... - me.

Actually, I think it's...

me.

Sweet baby Thor in a thunderstorm, go!

Oh, don't worry, we'll go.

And when we go, Hookfang and I are gonna light the sky on fire!

I'm alive?

I'm alive!

- Of course I am. - It's my turn!

Ready, Meatlug? Here we go!

Yes!

New personal best.

- My turn! - No, my turn!

Guys, same dragon.

Oh, right.

- Go left. - No, right!

- No, no, no, right! - No, left!

This is awesome and scary!

We almost died.

Ugh, I know.

Go again?

Hey, it's my turn.

You might want to take notes.

Let's go. Yah!

Okay, Stormfly. Tail flip.

Now twirl!

Quick, upward spiral!

All right, Stormfly!

Yea, but can you do it without the dragon?

Well, looks like we got our work cut out for us, there, bud.

Yea.. Wow...

They're still the best.

Another win.

Good job, bud.

Yep, dragons.

Most people on Berk would say life here is better

since we made peace with them.

Unfortunately, dragons are still, well, dragons.

Oh, ah, dragon!

Let go of my food!

Drop it, pesky dragon!

Dragons!

Get off my roof, you pest!

Let go of that! Those are my apples!

Give me back my dainties, dragon!

Incoming!

Look out!

Dragon poop!

Eew, gross, gross, gross.

Oh, poop. Oh, that's disgusting.

Hey, Mulch. Hey, Bucket.

Sorry about the, uh...

Every day at 3:00.

They're regular. A tip of the cap.

Better than the days when it was kill or be killed.

Hey, we've got some fish for that father of yours.

Bucket, give the boy the cod.

I ate it already? Did I enjoy it?

Uh, no, uh, actually, Bucket, I'm... i'm afraid the, uh...

Most of us here on Berk

are willing to take the good with the bad.

But there are those who will never accept the dragons,

and will do anything to drive them away.

Dragons.

I should've known.

Helps himself to my roof and my cabbage.

My whole field!

Gone!

That tears it, Fungus.

Stand the elk up in the back.

Fishing boats just came in with a big catch.

Stoick.

Ah, here's Mildew with the complaint of the day.

You picked a bad time, Mildew.

I'm in the middle of storing food.

The freeze is coming.

It's the dragons again.

Those demons are not fit to live among civilized men.

Neither are you, Mildew.

Why do you think we built your house

so far outside of town?

Oh, very well, make your jokes.

Meanwhile, these dragons upend our village carts...

turn people's houses into piles of rubble!

Aye, Mildew's right!

They even disturb an old man's rest!

Can't you see these bags under me eyes?

He's right. He's hideous.

These are wild and unpredictable beasts.

Right you are!

They even cracked this man's skull like an egg.

Eggs? I like eggs. Scrambled, over easy, poached.

You need to put those dragons in cages.

I agree!

If you don't, they'll eat us out of house and home

And destroy the entire village.

They don't mean any harm,

they're just dragons being dragons.

Look, Mildew, if there's a problem, I'll deal with it.

Oh, there is a problem, Stoick.

And I think I speak for everyone when I say,

you better do something about it.

We can't just let dragons run wild

like they own the place.

Hey, we could put up signs.

Signs? For dragons?

No, for the people.

Signs? For vikings?

We're not big readers, Stoick.

Then we'll build a huge net and stretch it around the plaza.

Nets? You do know they breathe fire.

I know very well they breathe fire, Gobber.

Maybe Mildew was right.

- We have to figure... - No, dad, wait.

What if I deal with the dragons?

You?

Who else?

If anyone can control them, I can.

I'm the best man for the job.

You're not a man yet, Hiccup.

Not if you don't give me the chance to be.

Fair enough.

You'll have your chance. Starting tomorrow.

Okay, gang. There's gonna be some changes around here.

Get out! Shoo!

For the last time, get your nose out of my bread!

Hold on, I'll help you... just...

No.

All right.

Okay.

Toothless, stop that fight. I'll put out the sheep.

Okay. Okay.

Get out!

Get back here with my cart!

Bring that back here!

Enough of these dragons!

What's he doing?

Uh, I think he's helping the dragons break stuff.

Cool.

Wow. He could really use our help.

- We'll get to it. - In a minute.

Sorry about that.

And it's 3 o'clock...

Oh, no!

Oh, everything hurts.

Even this.

Hiccup?

Astrid? Perfect.

I don't look too beat up, do I?

Oh, great. Dragon pity.

Hey, Astrid.

What a nice surprise.

So, how was your day?

Uh, uneventful.

Hung around the plaza.

- You know. - Yeah, I do know.

We saw you out there.

It's hard to believe you're still standing.

I'm gonna be seeing flaming sheep in my dreams

for the next month.

Hiccup!

What's going on out there? The plaza looks like a war zone.

- I know it looks bad. - Really bad.

But this is only, uh, phase one

of my master plan.

Oh. So you do have a plan.

I do. Of course I do.

It's very complex,

lots of drawings, several moving parts.

Yeah, it's, uh, pretty wild.

Well, this better be real,

because Mildew stirred up the whole island.

And if you don't get those dragons under control,

they'll be calling for their heads.

Don't worry, bud. Your head's not going anywhere.

You do realize there are, like,

a bazillion dragons out there, and only one of you.

I hope you really do have a plan.

That's your plan?

Train dragons?

Here? Where we used to kill them?

Right. Because we don't do that anymore.