This is Berk,
the best kept secret this
side of, well... anywhere.
Granted, it may not look like much,
but this wet heap of rock packs
more than a few surprises.
Life here is amazing,
just not for the faint of heart.
You see, where most folks enjoy
hobbies like whittling or needlepoint,
we Berkians prefer...
a little something we like to call...
Dragon racing!
Ho-ho! I'm sorry, Fishlegs,
did you want that?
Oh, Snotlout, that was mine!
Here you go, babe.
Did I tell you that you look
amazing today? 'Cause you do.
Ugh! Come on, Barf.
It's starting to stink around here.
Nope, still hates you.
Let's blow this place, Belch!
All right!
Oh, yeah!
Ah, ha-ha! That's nine for the twins!
Astrid lags with three!
Fishlegs and Snotlout
trail with none!
And Hiccup is...
Nowhere to be found. Hmm.
Scared him off with the big talk,
didn't you, Stoick?
What are you doing, Snotlout?
They're gonna win now.
She's my princess...
whatever she wants, she gets.
Ruffnut? Didn't she try
to bury you alive?
Only for a few hours.
Now, dragons used to be
a bit of a problem here,
but that was five years ago.
Now they've all moved in.
And, really, why wouldn't they?
We have custom stables,
all-you-can-eat feeding stations,
a full-service dragon wash...
Even top-of-the-line fire
prevention, if I do say so myself.
- Ah, it's time, Gobber.
- Righty-ho. Last lap!
The black sheep! Come on, Stormfly!
We can still win this thing!
- Come on, Barf!
- Let's go!
Go, Meatlug!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
This is your big moment.
Have a nice flight.
Up! Up, up, up, up, up!
Good job, Meatlug!
Here you go, darling.
Mine's worth ten.
Yeah! The black sheep!
You guys are fighting for Ruffnut?
- I'm totally winning!
- We're winning together.
Oh, no!
Whoo! No one can stop me now!
Except for me.
We're attached, genius.
- Quit trying to steal all my glory!
- Hey!
Get them, Astrid!
- It's my glory!
- Always ruining everything!
- No, sheep, no glory!
- Gotcha! Ha-ha!
- Whoa!
- Astrid!
Well played!
That's my future daughter-in-law!
Whoo-hoo!
- Uh, excuse me.
- Stormfly!
Whoa!
That's 13! Astrid takes the game!
Yep, Berk is pretty much perfect.
All of my hard work has paid off.
And it's a good thing, too,
because with Vikings on
the backs of dragons...
the world just got
a whole lot bigger.
Yeah!
What do you think, bud?
You want to give this another shot?
Toothless! It'll be fine.
Ready?
Yeah...!
Yeah!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Yeah!
This is amazing!
No longer amazing. Toothless!
Oh, no!
Whoa!
That really came out of nowhere.
We-we got to work on your
solo gliding there, bud.
That, uh, locked-up tail makes for some
pretty sloppy rescue maneuvers, hey?
Looks like we found another one, bud.
Oh, what, do you want an apology?
Is that why you're pouting,
big baby boo?
Well, try this on!
Oh, you feeling it yet? Huh?
Picking up on all my heartfelt remorse?
Ah. Yeah. Oh, come on, come on,
you-you wouldn't hurt a one-legged...
Uh... Y-you're right, you're right.
You win. You win.
He's down! And it's ugly!
Dragons and Vikings...
Enemies again. Locked in
combat to the bitter...
Oh...!
You know that doesn't wash out.
So, what should we name it?
"Itchy armpit" it is.
What do you reckon, bud? Think we might
find a few Timberjacks in those woods?
The odd whispering death
or two in the rocks?
Who knows, maybe we'll finally
track down another Night Fury.
Wouldn't that be something.
So, what do you say? Just keep going?
Afternoon, milady.
Where have you been?
Hi.
Oh, winning races. What else?
The real question is,
where have you been?
- Avoiding my dad.
- Oh, no. What happened now?
Oh, you're gonna...
You're gonna love this.
I wake up, the sun's shining, terrible
terrors are singing on the rooftop,
I saunter down to breakfast thinking
all is right with the world, and I get:
"Son, we need to talk."
"Not, now, Dad. I got a whole day
of goofing off to get started."
Okay, first of all, I-I don't sound
like that. What is this character?
And-and second...
What is that thing you're
doing with my shoulders?
Yeah, that's-that's a really
flattering impersonation.
Anyway, he goes...
"You're the pride of Berk, son,
and I couldn't be prouder."
Aw, thanks, Dad. I'm pretty
impressed with myself, too.
When have I ever done
that with my hands?
- You just did!
- Okay, just...
Hold... still.
- Very serious.
- Mm-hmm.
"You're all grown up,
"and since no chief could
ask for a better successor...
- I've decided..."
- To make you chief!
Oh, my gods! Hiccup, that's amazing!
Oh...!
Y- you're gonna wear out the spring coil.
The calibration is very sensitive.
Yeah, so...
this is what I'm dealing with.
What did you tell him?
I- I didn't. By the time he
turned around, I was gone.
Huh. Well... it's a lot
of responsibility.
The map will have to wait, for sure,
and... and I'll need to fly Toothless,
since you'll be too busy, but...
I- it's not me, Astrid. All those speeches
and planning and running the village,
- that's his thing.
- I think you're missing the point.
I mean... chief. What an honor!
I'd be pretty excited.
I- I... I'm not like you.
You... know exactly who you are,
you always have, but...
I'm still looking. I know
that I'm not my father,
and I never met my mother, so...
What does that make me?
What you're searching for
isn't out there, Hiccup...
It's in here.
Maybe you just don't see it yet.
- Ugh. Ugh!
- Maybe.
But, you know...
There is something out there.
Hiccup...
Wow...
Stay close.
What happened here?
All right, e-easy, bud.
Hiccup!
- Fire!
- Astrid, look out!
Hiccup!
Watch the tail!
Tie those legs up!
Is that what I think it is?
- Stop!
- Stormfly!
What are you doing?!
Back again!
Soil my britches.
That is a Night Fury.
Thought they were all gone for good.
Looks like our luck's had a
turn for the better, lads!
Don't think Drago has one of
those... in his dragon army.
Dragon army?
Look, we don't want any trouble.
Hah! You should have thought of that
before you stole all of our dragons
and blasted our fort to bits!
- Wait.
- What are you talking about?
You think we did this?
Hah! Dragon trapping is
hard enough work as it is
without do-gooder Dragon Riders
sneaking in to rescue them.
What do-gooder...?
There are other Dragon Riders?
You mean other than your
thieving friend from last night?
You tell me. You may have an
ice-spitting dragon on your side,
but we still have a quota to fill.
How do you suppose we explain
this mess to Drago Bludvist?
Drago what-fist?
Does anything you say make sense?
He's expecting a new shipment of
dragons for his army by tomorrow.
And Drago don't take well to excuses!
This is what he gave me last
time I showed up empty-handed.
He promised to be far less
understanding in the future.
All right, look, we don't know
anything about a dragon thief
or an ice-spitting dragon or your
lunatic boss and his dragon army, okay?
Just give us back our dragon,
and we'll go...
Strange, hostile person
whom we've never met.
Oh, where are my manners?
I'm Eret... Son of Eret.
Finest dragon trapper alive.
After all... It's not just anyone
who can capture a Night Fury.
And this is Toothless.
He says we're going. Now.
Hah! They all say that.
Rush 'em, lads!
Stormfly, come on! Go! Go!
You will never hold on to
those dragons! You hear me?!
Drago is coming for them all!
- Come on, Meatlug!
- Whoo-hoo!
- Hey there, Stoick!
- Hey, how are you? Beautiful day.
- Hello, Spitelout. Great race.
- Yeah...
Oh! Sorry, Mrs. Ack. Any sign of him?
Eh! He's probably flown off
the edge of the world by now.
You sure you want that
kid running the village?
- You can still delay your retirement.
- Oh, he's ready. You'll see.
There he is! Huh? The pride of Berk!
Who finally decided to
show up for work. Yay.
Sorry, got held up. Hey, uh,
Dad, could I have a word?
Something you're itching to tell me?
Uh, not quite the itch you're
thinking of, but, yes.
Oh, good man! Now, lesson one:
A chief's first duty is
to his people, so... 41!
Well, can we just
talk in private for...
- Forty...
- That's me! That's me! I'm next!
- Hey, I was ahead of you!
- If we could just talk...
Excuse me. I've been here
all day. Okay, okay...
I want one of those high
seaters with lots of spikes...
- and a big storage compartment!
- Absolutely! You got it, sir.
Dad, this is actually a little more
important than building saddles.
Ah, lesson two: No task is too small
when it comes to serving your people.
- But, Dad...
- Oh, excuse us, grump.
- Can we just talk...
- Yah! Grump!
You let the forge die down again!
That's it, grump!
You're going up for adoption.
- Okay, uh...
- There you go.
- Dad...
- Go on. Have away.
Yeah, but seriously, I really need to tell
you about this new land we came across.
- Another one?
- Any new dragons?
We didn't stick around to find out.
These folks weren't
particularly friendly.
Oh, really? Your Night Fury and
Deadly Nadder didn't bring them...
- cheering to the rooftops?
- No, this was different.
Not the standard run-for-the-hills
hoo-ha I've come to enjoy.
These guys were trappers.
Dragon trappers.
You should have seen their fort.
All blown apart and stuck in giant
spikes of ice. It was weird.
I've never seen anything like it.
And worst of all, they thought we did it!
You know, you two are gonna get yourselves
in serious trouble one of these days.
Not everyone appreciates
this way of life.
Aye, Gobber's right, son.
Best we keep to our own.
Besides, you'll have more important
uses for your time. Huh-huh?
Once we make the big announcement!
They are building a dragon army.
Or-or at least the guy
they work for is. Uh...
"Dargo... bloody fist" or something.
I'll bloody his fist with my face
if he tries to take my dragon!
Or mine!
- Ugh! You're such a moron.
- A beautiful moron.
Yeah.
Bludvist? Drago Bludvist?
Uh, yeah. Wait... you know him?
- Ground all dragons!
- What? Why?
Seal the gates!
Lower the storm doors!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait,
wait. What is happening?
Come on! You heard
the man, lock it down!
No dragon or Viking sets foot off
this island until I give the word!
Wait, because some guy you knew is
stirring up trouble in some faraway land?
Because Drago Bludvist is a madman
without conscience or mercy.
And if he's built a dragon army,
gods help us all.
- Get them into their pens!
- Aye, Stoick.
- Quickly!
- Then let's ride back out there.
We'll follow those trappers to Drago
and talk some sense into him.
No. We fortify the island.
- It's our duty to keep the peace.
- Peace is over, Hiccup.
- I must prepare you for war.
- War?
Dad, if Drago's coming for our dragons,
we can't wait around for him to get here.
Let's go find him and
change his mind.
No, some minds won't
be changed, Hiccup.
Berk is what you need to worry about.
A chief protects his own.
Secure the stables!
Latch every stall!
- Hiccup, don't.
- I have to.
This way! Quickly!
Hiccup!
Come on!
Hiccup!
Keep your eyes peeled, lads!
With this wind,
we'll reach Drago by daybreak.
So best we fill this ship
up with dragons, and quick!
- It's no time to be picky!
- Uh, Eret?
Not if we want to keep our...
heads! Off the port quarter!
Net them, lads! Take them down!
There's two of them! Up on the left!
You're not getting away this time.
Fire!
Reload!
Come on, reload! Incoming!
And here I was, worried we
might turn up empty-handed.
Nope. It's your lucky day.
We give up.
That's one Night Fury, uh,
one Deadly Nadder, and...
Two of the finest Dragon
Riders west of Luk Tuk.
That ought to make
the boss happy, right?
Excuse us.
- What are you doing?
- Toothless, stay.
Uh, the dragons don't really
care for cramped spaces,
so they'll just hang out with you.
They won't be any trouble.
Unless you do that. You know,
wooden boats, big ocean...
- H-how is your swimming?
- Not good.
Oops. Almost forget.
Can't have armed prisoners.
How is this a plan?
Just what every dragon trapper needs.
One end coats the blade in
monstrous nightmare saliva.
The other sprays hideous
zippleback gas.
All it takes is a spark, and...
Oh, yeah, there you go.
Once they see you
as one of their own,
even the testiest dragons
can be trained. Right, bud?
Give me that!
What game are you playing?
Uh, no game. We just
want to meet Drago.
Why?
Because I'm going to change
his mind about dragons.
He can be really persuasive.
Once you've earned his loyalty, there
is nothing a dragon won't do for you.
You won't be changing
any minds around here.
I can change yours,
right here, right now.
Uh, may I?
- Watch it!
- Dragon Riders!
Put me down!
- Snotlout, what-what are you doing?
- See how well I protect and provide?
- What is with all the nets?
- Hey, watch it! That was...
Close.
Oh, my.
Me likey.
Take me.
Hold your fire!
Um, what are you guys doing here?
- We're here to rescue you!
- I don't need to be rescued.
Enough!
Well, didn't you just
pick the wrong ship, eh?
I am Eret, Son of... Eret...
I...
Get this thing off me.
Anyone else?
Hmm, that's what I figured.
You, saddle up. We're going home.
No.
Of all the irresponsible...
I'm trying to protect our
dragons and stop a war.
- How is that irresponsible?
- Because war is what he wants, son!
Years ago, there was a great
gathering of chieftains...
to discuss the dragon
scourge we all faced.
Into our midst came a
stranger from a strange land,
covered in scars and draped
in a cloak of dragon skin.
He carried no weapon
and spoke softly,
saying that he, Drago Bludvist,
was a man of the people,
devoted to freeing mankind
from the tyranny of dragons.
He claimed that he alone
could control the dragons,
and that he alone could
keep us safe, if...
we chose to bow down and follow him.
- Stupid.
- Ah, good one.
Aye, we laughed, too...
Until he wrapped himself in
his cloak and cried out,
- "then see how well you do without me!"
- See how well you do without me!
The rooftop suddenly burst
into flames, and from it,
armored dragons descended,
burning the hall to the ground.
I...
Was the only one to escape.
Men who kill without reason
cannot be reasoned with.
- Maybe.
- Hiccup!
I'm still going to try.
This is what I'm good at, and-and
if I could change your mind,
I can change his, too.
Come on.
- Let's go.
- No! Lead the others back to Berk.
I've had enough mutiny for one day.
Ooh, I like that.
Ruffnut!
Okay!
Don't worry, bud. I'm not gonna
let anything happen to you.
I promise.
Aw, come on, Dad. Really?
Okay.
No sudden moves.
Hold on, hold on.
Toothless...!
Hey! You left my dragon back there!
He can't fly on his own! He'll drown!
Hey! Uh...
We have to head back for my dragon!
Who are you?
The dragon thief?
Uh... Drago Bludvist?
Do you even understand
what I'm saying?
Toothless! Oh, it's okay,
it's okay, it's okay.
I'm glad to see you, too, bud.
You really had me worried there.
Uh, uh...
Oh...
Hiccup?
Uh...
C- could it be?
After all these years?
How is this possible?
Uh, should I... Should I know you?
No. You were only a babe.
But a mother never forgets.
Shh, shh.
Come.
Boar-headed! Just like his mother!
- Aye, she could never stay put, either.
- Eh, he's just 20, and a Viking.
I mean, could there be a
worse combination? Heh!
When I think of how stubborn and
senseless you were back in the day.
Oh. Well, not much
has changed, actually.
Ah, you know what he's like.
He won't give up, Gobber.
And if Hiccup finds Drago
before we find him...
Ah! Nothing can hurt Hiccup,
as long as that Night Fury's around.
It's a Night Fury!
Huh?
Find them, Skullcrusher.
Find them.
- Uh, h-hold on. Wait just a minute.
- This way.
- Come back here.
- Come.
You can't just say something
like that and run off.
You're my mother?!
I mean, what the...?
Do you... do you grasp
how insane it sounds?
- Come quickly.
- I have questions!
Where have you... been all this time?
What-what have you been doing?
But they-they said you were dead!
Everyone thinks you were eaten by...
This is where you've
been for 20 years?
You-you've been rescuing them.
- Unbelievable.
- You're not upset?
What? No. I-I don't know. I...
It's a bit much to get my
head around, to be frank.
It's not every day you find out
your mother is some kind of...
crazy, feral, vigilante dragon lady.
Oh...
Well...
At least I'm not boring, right?
Well, I suppose there is that...
- one specific thing.
- Do-do you like it?
I- I don't have the words.
C- can I...
Oh, he's beautiful. Oh.
Oh, incredible.
He might very well be
the last of his kind.
Oh... and look, he's your age.
Wow.
No wonder you get along so well.
Oh, yeah? Oh, yeah?
And retractable teeth.
- How did you manage...
- I found him in the woods.
He was shot down and wounded.
This Snafflefang lost his leg to one
of Drago Bludvist's iron traps.
This Raincutter had her wing
sliced by razor netting.
And this, oh, poor Hobblegrunt
was blinded by a tree snare...
and then left to die
alone and scared.
And what of this? Did Drago
or his trappers do this, too?
Oh. Yeah.
Well, crazy thing is...
I'm actually the one
who shot him down.
Hey, it's-it's okay, though.
He got me back.
Right, bud? You couldn't
save all of me, could you?
You just had to make
it even. So peg leg.
What did your father think
of your Night Fury friend?
Oh, he-he didn't
take it all that well.
But then, he changed. They all did.
Pretty soon, everyone back
home had dragons of their own.
- If only it were possible.
- No, really.
Believe me, I tried, as well, but people
are not capable of change, Hiccup.
Some of us...
Were just born different.
Berk was a land of kill or be killed,
but I believed peace was possible.
Stop! You'll only make it worse!
It was a very unpopular opinion.
Hiccup!
Then one night, a dragon
broke into our house,
finding you in the cradle.
I rushed to protect you.
But what I saw was proof
of everything I believed.
This wasn't a vicious beast,
but an intelligent, gentle creature,
whose soul reflected my own.
- Valka, run!
- No, don't.
Oh...
Hold on!
- No! Stoick!
- Valka!
Stoick!
Valka.
You and your father
nearly died that night.
All because I couldn't kill a dragon.
Eh, runs in the family.
It broke my heart to stay away,
but I believed you'd be safer if I did.
How did you survive?
Oh, Cloudjumper never
meant to harm me.
He must have thought
I belonged here...
in the home of the
great Bewilderbeast.
The Alpha species.
One of the very few that still exist.
Every nest has its queen,
but this is the king of all dragons.
With his icy breath,
this graceful giant built our nest,
a safe haven for dragons everywhere.
Wait, that's the ice-spitter?
He's responsible for all that destruction?
He protects us.
We all live under his
care and his command.
All but the babies, of course...
who listen to no one.
I've lived among them
for 20 years, Hiccup,
discovering their secrets.
- He likes you.
- Wow.
You must be hungry.
- Uh, yeah, I could eat.
- Good. It's feeding time.
I don't like it. They should've
been back with Hiccup by now.
I don't like it, either. Eret, Son
of Eret, was the man of my dreams.
My everything!
- But, baby, I grew facial hair for you.
- Me, too.
What if Drago shot them down?
What if they need our help?
- We have to find them.
- Wait, wait, what?
- No, but Stoick said...
- It doesn't matter what he said
if they've all been captured.
Come on!
- Do we go back?
- We've nowhere to go...
nothing to sell, and no
heads to call our own.
If we don't turn up with
dragons and fast...
- Careful what you wish for!
- Do something!
- Eret, Son of Eret!
- We'll miss you, Eret!
- What is this?
- A kidnapping.
Yay, can he ride with me? Can he?
Can he...?
You're gonna show us
the way to Drago.
And help Dragon Riders sneak into
Drago's camp? Just kill me now.
That could be arranged.
Stormfly, drop it.
Huh?
Good girl!
Stormfly, fetch.
All right! Okay!
I'll take you to Drago!
Works every time.
Hey, I-I thought we
were going to eat.
Oh, we are.
And then, from Dragon Island,
I found this archipelago...
There.
Whoa.
Oh, when I'm up here,
I don't even feel the cold.
- I just feel...
- Free.
This is what it is to
be a dragon, Hiccup.
It's all well and good to call
yourself a dragon, but can you fly?
Oh, no!
Man, almost!
We just about had it that time.
Incredible.
Well, not bad yourself.
All this time, you took after me.
And... where was I?
I'm so sorry, Hiccup.
Can we start over?
Will you give me another chance?
I... I can teach you all that I've
learned these past 20 years.
Like...
Wow.
Now you can make those tight turns.
Did you know about this?
Every dragon has its secrets. And...
I'll show them all to you.
We'll unlock every mystery,
find every last species... together,
as mother and son.
This gift we share,
Hiccup, it bonds us.
This is who you are, son.
Who we are.
We will change the
world for all dragons.
We will make it a better,
safer place.
Yeah, I mean, that sounds amazing.
Oh, this is so great! Now you and
I can go talk to Drago together.
What? There's no talking to Drago.
- But we have to...
- No.
We must protect our own.
Come on. We should be getting back.
Hmm?
Okay! I got you here.
Now get this thing off me.
Never take a toy from a dragon.
Don't you know anything?
Why does this keep happening to me?
What's down there?
Large diameter bubbles, massive lungs,
cold water deep dweller,
I'm thinking class five
leviathan, maybe six.
Yah!
- Meatlug, what's wrong, girl?
- Come on!
- Don't move!
- Uh...
Drago!
Get off me!
Always great to see you, my friend.
Keeping warm up here?
Well, as you can see, I am right on
time with a new batch of dragons,
just like I promised.
- He's waking up!
- Drop the ropes!
- Give me some backup here!
- Watch out!
Drop the ropes.
- Hookfang!
- What are you doing?!
You belong to me now.
And as an added bonus, I also caught
you their riders. No extra charge.
- What? Are you kidding me?
- Aw! But you were so perfect!
Turns out there's a whole
bunch of them out there.
They attacked...
- How many?
- Drago doesn't have them after all.
- How many?
- Hundreds. A whole island full.
I wouldn't worry about it.
My men are hunting
them down as we speak.
They won't know where you're hiding.
I promise you that.
Oh, yes, they will! They know we're
missing, and they have tracking dragons.
If you so much as touch us,
- Hiccup is gonna kick...
- Hiccup?
He's not a problem. Really, trust me.
He's only the son of Stoick The Vast,
his heir to the throne of Berk,
and the greatest Dragon Master
this world has ever seen.
"Dragon Master"?
I alone control the dragons.
- Nope, mm-mm.
- Sorry!
And unless you let us go right now, he
will blast through here on his Night Fury
and blow your entire fleet
of ships to splinters.
Then they'll be crying like babies.
- Funny and beautiful.
- Good one, babe.
Like babies, they always cry.
Real tiny ones.
First there was one rider,
And now all of Berk?
And you led them to me!
- Drago...!
- Stop all preparations!
We must attack the Dragon
Riders' nest at once!
We will take down their Alpha.
Then we will take Berk!
- Drago!
- And get rid of him.
Drago, please, I...
Stormfly!
No!
Well, bud... We can't wait around
for Drago to attack this place.
We've got to find him first.
Let's go.
Easy now.
Are you kidding me?
How did you get in here?
The same way we're getting you out.
- "We"?
- All clear.
- Toothless, come.
- Uh, wait, uh, wait...
Okay, uh, Dad, there-there's
something you need to know.
Yeah, yeah, tell me on the way.
Well, this isn't an "on the way"
kind of update, actually.
I've heard enough, Hiccup.
More-more of the earth-shattering
development variety.
- Yeah, just add it to pile.
- Yeah, I, uh... uh...
Dad, unlike most surprises I spring on
you, this is one you'll like, I promise.
You just have to handle
it delicately. So...
Uh...
You might want to take this one.
Huh?
Oh, boy.
Oh, uh, Dad, could you put
the sword away, please?
I know what you're gonna say, Stoick.
How could I have done this?
Stayed away all of these years,
and why didn't I come back to you?
To our son?
Well... what sign did I have
that you could change, Stoick?
That anyone on Berk could?
I pleaded so many times
to stop the fighting,
to find another answer,
but did any of you listen?
This is why I never married.
This, and one other reason.
I know that I left you
to raise Hiccup alone,
but I thought he'd be
better off without me,
and I was wrong.
I see that now, but...
Oh! Stop being so stoic, Stoick.
Go on, shout, scream, say something!
You're as beautiful as
the day I lost you.
- Could this day get any worse?
- Uh, let me see.
We're gonna jump into freezing cold
water and then die from drowning.
Looks refreshing.
Please, ladies first.
You are a steaming...
- heap of dragon...
- Duck.
- Warn the others!
- Get them, you son of an Eret.
Take that!
Okay, I love you again.
Oh, pathetic. You can still jump.
So, are we going to save your
dragons and get out of here or not?
Mm.
Check every trap.
They're here somewhere.
Meatlug?
Anyone coming?
I don't know, you just keep
doing what you're doing.
Keep cranking.
Thank you for saving my life.
Now let me return the favor.
Mom, you'd never even recognize it.
Where we used to make weapons,
we now build saddles,
wing slings...
We-we even fix dragon teeth.
You-you wouldn't believe how
much everything's changed.
Aye, your son's changed
Berk for the better.
I think we did well
with this one, Val.
Thanks, Dad.
I got it.
I'm, uh... a little out of practice.
Well, you know, I didn't
marry you for your cooking.
I hope not. Her meatballs could
kill more beasts than a battle ax.
I've still got a few
knocking around in here.
And once you move back
in with all your dragons,
old Drago won't even stand a chance.
- Everything will be okay.
- Slow down, son.
It's a lot to take in.
Oh, gotcha.
Oh, I love this one.
Remember our song, Val?
I'll swim and sail on savage seas
With ne'er a fear of drowning
And gladly ride the waves of life
If you will marry me
No scorching sun
Nor freezing cold
- Will stop...
- Will stop me on my jour... ney
Sorry.
If you will promise me your heart
And love...
And love me for eternity
My dearest one, my darling dear
Your mighty words astound me
But I've no need of mighty deeds
When I feel your arms around me
But I would bring you rings of gold
- I'd even sing you poetry
- Whoo! Oh, would you?
And I would keep you from all harm
If you would stay beside me
I have no use for rings of gold
I care not for your poetry
- I only want your hand to hold
- I only want you near me
To love and kiss, to sweetly hold
For the dancing and the dreaming
Through all my sorrows and delights
I'll keep your laugh inside me
I'll swim and sail the savage seas
With ne'er a fear of drowning
And gladly ride the waves of life
If you will marry me...
- I'm still going... I'm done.
- Gobber.
I thought I'd have to die before
we'd have that dance again.
No need for drastic measures.
For you, my dear...
anything.
Will you come home, Val?
Will you be my wife once again?
We can be a family! What do you say?
Well...
Yes...
Great! I'll do the cooking.
Thank Odin you didn't
listen to me, son.
We never would've found each other.
Toothless?
What's happening?
Oh, no...
Val... Val, it's all right,
it's all right.
We're a team now.
Now, what do you want to do?
- We have to save the dragons.
- Aye, you got it. Come on, son!
Reload!
Fire!
Fire! Fire!
Whatever comes,
keep hitting the Mountain.
We need to draw the Alpha out.
Ready the traps!
Surprise! Yeah!
What?!
You really are full
of surprises. Let's go.
Dragon Riders coming through!
Fire!
Yeah!
Cut them down!
Eret, Son of Eret!
Up, girl!
Lean left, Eret! That's it!
Look out!
Yeah, baby!
Take them down!
Heads up!
Dragon Master.
- Welcome aboard, Dragon Rider.
- Thanks. I think.
- Where have you been?
- Oh, you know, catching up with Mom.
That's your mother?!
Well, now you know where
I get my dramatic flair.
The Alpha! Now we have a fight!
Come on, Toothless.
Show them what you got, bud.
Attaboy!
- I've waited a long time for this.
- You cannot take our dragons!
They are controlled by the Alpha!
Then it's a good thing
I brought a challenger.
Another one?
That is a class ten! Class ten!
- No... no...
- Come on! Take down the Alpha!
- Thank you.
- For you, my dear... anything.
- Val, do you think you can stop them?
- I'll do my best. Come on, Cloudjumper!
You!
I watched you burn!
It takes more than a
little fire to kill me!
Stoick!
No!
No!
We've won. Now...
- Finish her!
- No!
Hold on! Skullcrusher, go!
- Come on, Gobber!
- Right behind you, Stoick!
Stop!
Stop!
This... is the great Dragon Master?
The son of Stoick The Vast?
What shame he must feel.
All of this loss... and for what?
To become unstoppable?
To rule the world?
Dragons, they-they are kind, amazing
creatures that can bring people together.
Or tear them apart.
You see, I know what
it is to live in fear,
to see my village burned,
my family taken.
But even as a boy...
left with nothing,
I vowed to rise above
the fear of dragons...
and liberate the
people of this world.
Then why a dragon army?
Well, you need dragons to
conquer other dragons.
Or maybe you need dragons
to conquer people...
to control those who follow you...
and to get rid of those who won't.
Clever boy.
The world wants peace,
and we have the answer
back on Berk. Just...
- let me show you...
- No!
Let me... show you!
What in...
Hiccup!
Come on, Gobber!
Okay, change of plan.
No dragon can resist
the Alpha's command.
So he who controls the Alpha...
controls them all.
Toothless?
Toothless, you okay, bud?
What's going on?
Witness true strength.
The strength of will over others.
In the face of it, you are nothing.
Uh... what did he just tell you?
Toothless, come on.
What's the matter with you?
No, no, no, no, come on,
what are you doing? Knock it off.
Stop! Snap out of it!
Toothless, no! Toothless!
- Don't!
- Hiccup!
- Stop...!
- Son!
Dad! No!
Hmm.
No...
Dad!
Stoick...
Dad? No. You...
No.
No, no, no. No.
No! Get away from him!
Go on! Get out of here!
Get away!
It's not his fault. You know that.
Good dragons under the
control of bad people...
do bad things.
Come on!
Gather the men and meet me at Berk!
- Toothless!
- No, don't.
May the Valkyries welcome you and lead
you through Odin's great battlefield.
May they sing your name
with love and fury,
so that we might hear it rise
from the depths of Valhalla,
and know that you've taken your
rightful place at the table of kings.
For a great man has fallen.
A warrior.
A chieftain. A father.
A friend.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I'm not the chief that...
you wanted me to be.
And I'm not the peacekeeper
I thought I was.
I... don't know...
You came early into this world.
You were such a wee thing.
Oh, so frail, so fragile.
I feared you wouldn't make it.
But your father...
he never doubted.
He always said you'd become
the strongest of them all.
And he was right.
You have the heart of a chief,
and the soul of a dragon.
Only you can bring
our worlds together.
That... is who you are, son.
I, uh...
I was so afraid of becoming my dad.
Mostly because I
thought I never could.
How-how do you become someone...
that great, that... brave,
that... selfless?
I guess you can only try.
A chief protects his own.
We're going back.
- Uh... with what?
- Uh, he took all the dragons.
Not all of them.
Whoa!
- Whoa!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
I don't want to die!
- We can't fly these things!
- Yeah, no kidding!
But won't that Bewilderbeast just
take control of these guys, too?
They're babies!
They don't listen to anyone.
Yeah. Just like us.
This is... whoa!... very dangerous!
Some might suggest this
is poorly conceived!
Well, it's a good thing
that I never listen.
Whoa!
So... what is your...
plan?
Get Toothless back
and kick Drago's...
Heads up!
And that thing.
Whoa... ow!
Ah, that's a good boy.
Watch the furniture!
Where are you going?
Your chief... is dead!
- Stoick?
- Not possible!
No one can protect you now!
No.
He took all the dragons.
Distract the Alpha. Try to keep
his focus off of Toothless.
Uh, how?
Have you forgotten
who you're riding with?
There isn't a dragon alive
that I can't wrangle!
- Except for this one...!
- Amateur.
Hey, look! It's Hiccup!
What?
- Keep 'em coming!
- Black sheep, baby!
Ten points!
Uh-oh.
I'm okay!
You certainly are hard
to get rid of, I'll say that.
Toothless...
Hey.
It's me, bud.
It's me. It's me.
I'm right here, bud.
Come back to me.
He's not yours anymore.
He belongs to the Alpha.
But, please, o great Dragon Master,
try... to take him.
He will not miss a second time.
It wasn't your fault, bud.
They... made you do it.
You'd never hurt him.
You'd never hurt me.
How are you doing that?
Please. You are my best friend, bud.
My best friend.
Attaboy! That's it! I'm here.
No!
Yeehaw!
Hang on!
Almost there, buddy, almost there.
Do something!
We need to get those two apart.
We gotta block him out, Toothless.
Do you trust me, bud?
We can do this.
You... and me... as one.
That's it. Now let's try
this one more time!
Take him down, babe!
Go get him.
Take control of it!
Shut it out, Toothless.
- Stop them!
- Now!
Not again.
Toothless, it's now or never!
Come on, bud!
Hold on!
Yeehaw! We did it!
Hold him there, Toothless.
It's all over now.
Or is it?
Oh, no!
No!
No!
Hiccup...
- He's challenging the Alpha!
- To protect you!
No, no, no, no, no! No!
Fight back! Fight! Fight!
What's the matter with you!
Now do you get it? This is what
it is to earn a dragon's loyalty.
Let this end now.
Never! Come on!
Fight!
The Alpha... protects them all.
You never cease to amaze me, bud.
Thank you.
Toothless, you know
that doesn't wash out!
- I knew you'd come back!
- You're back, my beauty!
Oh! Oh!
Stormfly!
Oh, give me a cuddle, grumpy!
Oh!
Who's my little princess!
Don't you ever leave again, Hookfang.
No, you are. Yes, you are.
I missed you...
Oh, Barf... Not you!
That was some pretty fine
dragon-wrangling back there.
You'd make a good trapper. Oh!
You know... Skullcrusher is gonna
need somebody to look after him now.
Me?
I'd be honored.
Your father, he'd be every
bit as proud as I am.
Thank you. I'm really
glad you're here, Mom.
And here I'll stay.
See? I told you it was in here.
Ha, ha, ha.
You're still doing that one.
That's hilarious.
- Come here, you.
- Mm!
Ooh!
The chief has come home!
Yeah!
Long live the chief!
Long live the chief!
Long live the chief!
Long live the chief!
Yah-ha-ha-ha!
This... is Berk.
A bit trampled and busted and
covered in ice, but it's home.
It's our home.
Those who attacked us are
relentless and crazy.
But those who stopped them?
Oh... even more so!
We may be small in numbers,
but we stand for something
bigger than anything the
world can pit against us.
We are the voice of peace.
And bit by bit, we will
change this world.
Wow!
You see, we have
something they don't.
Oh, sure, they have armies,
and they have armadas,
but we... we have...
Our dragons!