I have to 20:06 done, please report any errors If you see them. Enjoy! Contains tracks, and different voices on separate lines. Hopefully ill finish this one:
*Track: This is Berk*
*Narrorator (Hiccup)* This, is berk. Its twelve days north of hopeless, and a few degrees south of freezing to death. Its located solidly on the miridian of misery. My village, in a word, sturdy, And its been here for seven gereations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunsets. The only problems are the pests. You see most places have mice, or mosqitoes, we have
*Hiccup* Dragons. *Narrorator(Hiccup)*Most people would leave. Not us, were vikings. We, have stubborness issues. My names Hiccup. Great name, I know, but, its not the worst. Parents belive hidious names will frighten off gnomes and trolls, like our charming viking dimener wouldnt do that.
*Random viking* ARRGH, Mornin!
*Viking 2* What are ya doin here.
*Viking 3* Get inside!
*viking 4* What are ya doing out?
*Viking 5* Get back inside!
*Stoik* Hiccup! What is he doing out ag... What are you doing out, get inside!
*Narrorator* Thats, Stoik the Vast. Cheif of the tribe. They say that when he was a baby, he poped a dragons head clean off its shoulders. Do i belive it? Yes I do.
*Stoik* What have we got.
*Viking* Gronkles, Naders, Zipplebacks, oh and port saw a Monsterous Nightmare.
*Stoik* Any Night Furys?
*Viking* None so far.
*Viking 2 and 3* Watch it!
*Gobber* Oh how nice of you to join the party! I thaught you'd been carried off!
*Hiccup* What, who me? Nah come one, im waay to muscular for their taste, they wouldnt know what to do with, all, this.
*Gobber* Well, they need toothpicks dont they?
*Narrorator* The meathead with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber. I've been his apprentice ever since I was little, well, littler
*Stoik* We move to the lower defences, we'll counter attack with a catipults.
*Hiccup* See, old village, lots and lots of new houses.
*Narrorator* Oh and thats Fishlegs, Snoutlout, the twins Ruffnut, and Tuffnut, and... Astrid (Say with awestruck). Aww their job is so much cooler.*Hiccup* Aww come on, let me out, please, I need to make my mark!
*Gobber* Oh you made plenty of marks, all in the wrong places.
*Hiccup* Please, two minutes, ill kill a dragon, my life will get infinatly better, i might even get a date.
*Gobber* You cant lift a hammer, you cant swing an ax, you cant even throw one of these!
*Hiccup* Ok, fine, but this, will throw it for me.
*Viking 2* ow!
*Gobber* See, now this right here is what im talkin about!
*Hiccup* But it, it, a mild calibration issue
*Gobber* Dont, no. Hiccup If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all... this.
*Hiccup* But you just pointed to all of me.
*Gobber Yes, thats it! Stop being all of you.
*Gobber* Ooh yes.
*hiccup* You, you sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this much, raw, vikingness, contained, there will be consequences!
*Gobber* I'll take my chances. Sward, sharpend, now.
*Narrorator* One day ill get out there, because killing a dragon, is everything around here.
*Hiccup* A Nadderhead is sure to get me at least noticed. Gronkles are tough, taking down one of thoes would defanately get me a girlfriend. A Zippleback, exotic, two heads, twice the status.
*Viking* They found the sheep!
*Stoik* Concentrate fire over the lower bank.
*Viking 2* Hurry up!
*Viking 3* Fire!
*Hiccup* And then, theres the monstrous nightmare. Only the best vikings go after those. They have this, nasty habit of setting themselvs on fire.
*Stoik* Reload! Ill take care of this.
*Narrorator* But the ultamate prize is the dragon noones ever seen. We call it the
*Viking* Night Fury!
*viking 2* Get down!
*Multiple Vikings* Oh, Ah!
*Narrorator* This thing never steals food, never shows itself and... never, misses. Noone has ever killed a Night Fury. Thats why im gonna be the first.
*Gobber* Man the fort hiccup, they need me out there. Stay. Put. There, you know what I mean. AAAAH! *Viking* Hiccup, What are you doing.
*Viking 2* Come back here!
*Hiccup* Ya, I know! Be right back!
*Viking* Lets get em'!
*Stoik* Mind youself! The devils still have some juice in them!
*Hiccup* Come on. Gimmie somethin' to shoot at, gimmie somethin' to shoot at. Waah! Oh I hit it. YES I HIT IT! Did anybody see that? Except for you... AAAAAAAAAH! (High Pitched)
*Stoik* Sigh* Do not, let them escape!
*Stoik* You're all out.
*Narrorator* Oh, and theres one more thing you need to know.
*Hiccup* Sorry.. Dad.
*Hiccup* Ok, but i hit a Night Fury. Daaw, its not like the last few times dad, I mean I really actually hit it, you guys were busy and I had a very clear shot, it went down, just off raven point, lets get a search party out there before it
*Stoik* STOP! Just, stop. Every time you step outside, disaster falls, can you not see that i have bigger problems, winter is almost here and i have an entire village to feed.
*Hiccup* Ya, between you and me you think the village can do with a little, less feeding, dont'cha think?
*Stoik* This isnt a joke hiccup! Oh, why cant you follow the simplest orders?
*Hiccup* I, I cant stop myself, I see a dragon, and i have to just.. kill it. Ya know? Its who I am dad.
*Stoik* Oh, you are many things hiccup, but a dragon killer, is not one of them, get back to the house. Make sure he gets there! I have his mess to clean up.
****nut* Quite the performance
*Snotlout* Ive never seen anyone mess up that badly, that helped!
*Hiccup* Thank you, thank you, I was trying, so.
*Snotlout* Ow! Hahahahahaha.
*Hiccup* I really did hit one.
*hiccup* He never listens.
*Gobber* It runs in the family.
*Hiccup* And when he does, its always with this, dissapointed scowel like someone skimped on the meat in his sandwich. (Imatating Stoik) Excuse me barman! Im afraid youve brought me the wrong offspring. I ordered an extra large boy, with beefy arms, extra guts and glory on the side! This here, this is a talking fishbone!
*Gobber* Now your thinkin about this all wrong. Its not so much what you look like, its whats inside that he cant stand.
*Hiccup* Thank you, for summing that up.
*Gobber, Look the point is, stop trying so hard to be something your not.
*Hiccup* I just wanna be one of you guys!
*Stoik* Either we finish them, or they finish us, its 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.
*Viking* Those ships never come back.
*Stoik* Were vikings, its an occupational hazard, now whos with me?
*Crowd chatters with disagreement* *Stoik* Alright then, those who stay, will look after Hiccup. *Viking* To the ships! *Viking 2* I refuse to do it! *Stoik* Aie thats more like it. *Gobber* ??? *Sigh* Ill pack my undies. *Stoik* No, i need you to stay and train some new recruits. *Gobber* Oh perfect, ya and while im busy, Hiccup can cover the stall. Molten steel, razor sharp blades, lots of time to himself, what could possibly go wrong? *Stoik* Oh, what am i gonna do with him Gobber? *Gobber* Put him in training with the others. *Stoik* No, im serious. *Gobber* So am I.*Stoik* He'd be killed before you let the first dragon out of its cage *Gobber* Oh you dont know that. *Stoik* I do know that. *Gobber* No you dont. *Stoik* No actually i do. *Gobber* No you don't! *Stoik* Listen. You know what hes like. From the time he could crawl hes been, diffrent. He doesnt listen, he has the attention span of a sparrow. I take him fishing and he goes hunting for, for trolls! *Gobber* Trolls exist! They steal your socks, but only the left ones, wha, whats with that? *Stoik* When i was a boy... *Gobber* Oh here we go. *Stoik* ...my father told me to bang my head aganst a rock, and I did it. I thaught it was crazy, but i didnt question him, and you know what happend? *Gobber* You got a headache. *Stoik* That rock, split in two. It taught me what a Viking could do Gobber. He could, he could crush mountians, level forests, tame seas! Even as a boy, I knew what i was, what i had to become, Hiccup is not that boy. *Gobber* You cant stop him stoik, you can only prepare him. I know it seems hopeless, but the truith is, you wont always be around to protect him, he's going to get out there again, hes probobly out there now!
*Track: The Downed Dragon*
*Hiccup* Oh, the gods hate me, some people loose their knife or their mug, no not me, I manage to loose an entire dragon?
Oh wow. I-I, I did it. Oh, I did it, this this fixes everything! Yes! I have brought down this mighty beast! *Toothless* *Growls*
I'm gonna kill you dragon. Im gonna, I'm gonna cut out your heart and take it to my father. I'm a viking. I am a VIKING!
*Hiccup* Grr... I did this.
*Heavy Breathing* Uhh...
*Hiccup* Dad! Uhh. Uhh I have to talk to you dad.
*Stoik* I need to speak with you too son. It's time for you fight dragons.*Hiccup(At same time) I think i dont wanna fight dragons. *Stoik and Hiccup* What? *Stoik Uhh, you go first. *Hiccup, Noo, no you go first. *Stoik* Alright, you got your wish, dragon training, you start in the morning *Hiccup* Ohh man, i should've gone first, uhh cause I was thinking, you know we have a surplus of dragon fighting Vikings, but, do we have enough bread making Vikings, or small home repair vikings. *Stoik* You'll need this. *Hiccup* Ah. I don't wanna fight dragons. *Stoik Haha, come on, yes you do! *Hiccup* Rephrase, Dad, I can't kill dragons.
*Stoik* But you will kill dragons.
*Hiccup* No, Im really very extra sure that I won't. *Stoik* Its time hiccup. *Hiccup* Can you not hear me? *Stoik* This, is serious son. When you carry this ax, you carry all of us with you, which means, you walk like us, you talk like us, you think like us. No more of, this. *Hiccup* You just gestured to all, of me. *Stoik* Deal? *Hiccup* This conversation is feeling very one sided. *Stoik* Deal!? *Hiccup* *Sigh* Deal. *Stoik* Good. Train hard, i'll be back... probably. *Hiccup* And ill be here... maybe.
*Track: Dragon Training*
*Gobber* Welcome, to dragon training.
*Astrid* No turning back.
*?nut* I hope i get some serious burns.
*??nut* Im hoping for some mauling like, on my shoulder, or lower back.
*Astrid* Ya, its only fun if you get a scar out of it.
*Hiccup* Ya, no kidding right? Pain. Love it.
*?nut* Oh great, who let him in?
*Gobber* Lets get started! The recruit who does best will win the honor of killing his first dragon in front of the entire village.
*Snoutlout* Hiccup already killed a Night Fury, so does that disqualify him, or...
*?nut* Can i train in the class with the cool Vikings?
*Gobber* Don't worry, your small and your weak, that'll make you less of a target, they'll see you as phsyco, insane, and go after the more Viking like teens instead. Behind these doors, are just a few of the many speices you will learn to fight. The deadly nadder.
*Fishlegs* Speed eight, armor sixteen.
*Gobber The Hidious Zippleback.
*Fishlegs*Plus eleven stealth times two
*Gobber*The monstours nightmare
*Gobber*the terrible terror
*Fishlegs*Attack eight, venom twelve
*Gobber*CAN YOU STOP THAT! And the Gronkle
*Fishlegs* *Whispers* Jaw strength eight.
*Snotlout* Wow, wow, wait, arent you gonna teach us first?
*Gobber* I belive, in learning on the job.
Today, is about survival. If you get blasted, your dead. Quick, whats the first thing your going to need?
*Hiccup* A doctor?
*Fishlegs* Plus five speed?
*Astrid* A Shield.
*Gobber* Shield, go!
Your most important piece of equipment is your shield.
If you must make a choice between a swoard or a shield, take the shield
*?nut*Take your hands off my shield.
*??nut*Theres like a million shields!
*?nut*Take that one, it has a flower on it, girls like flowers.
*??nut*Oops, now this one has blood on it.
*?nut and ??nut* Ow!
*Gobber* Tuffnut, Ruffnut, your out.
*?nut and ??nut* What?
*Gobber* Those shields are good for another thing. Noise. Make lots of it, to throw off a dragons aim.
All dragons have a limited number of shots. How many does a gronkle have?
*Fishlegs* No Six!
*Gobber* Correct! Six! Thats one for each of you!
*Fishlegs* I really know... WOW!
*Gobber* Fishlegs, out.
*Gobber* Hiccup! Get in there!
*Snotlout* So anyway, im moving into my parents basement, you should come by sometime to work out, you look like you work out. AAH!
*Gobber* Snotlout, your done!
*Hiccup* So, i guess its just you and me hunh?
*Astrid* Nope, just you.
*Gobber* One shot left!
And thats, six.
Go back to bed ya overgrown sausage. You'll get another chance, dont you worry.
Remember, a dragon will always, always, go for the kill.
*Hiccup* So why didn't you?
*Stoik* I should have known. I should’ve seen the signs.
*Stoik* We had a deal!
*Hiccup* I know, we did, but that, that was before, oh it’s all so messed up.
*Stoik* So everything in the ring, a trick? A lie?
*Hiccup* I screwed up. I should’ve told you before now. Be mad at me, take it out on me, but please, just don’t hurt Toothless.
*Stoik* The dragon! That’s what you’re worried about, not the people you almost killed!
*Hiccup* He was protecting me! He’s not dangerous!
*Stoick* They’ve killed hundreds of us!
*Hiccup* And we’ve killed thousands of them! They defend themselves, that’s all! They raid us because they have to. If they don’t bring enough food back, they’ll be eaten themselves. There’s something else on their island, dad. It’s a dragon, li-
*Stoik* Their island! So you’ve been to the nest?
*Hiccup* Did I say nest?
*Stoik*How did you find it?
*Hiccup* What, no, I, I didn’t. Toothless did. Only a dragon can find the island. Oh nono, no, dad, it’s not what you think, you don’t know what you’re up against! It’s like nothing you’ve ever seen! Dad, please, I promise you, you can’t win this one! (sigh) Dad, no! For once in your life, would you please just listen to me!
*Stoik* You’ve thrown your lot in with them. You’re not a Viking. You’re not my son. (to off camera) Ready the ships!
Copyright (c) Dreamworks SKG
Dreamworks SKG Is the sole owner of How to Train your Dragon. Me (Aldude999) In no part claim ownership over How to Train your Dragon.
Done for educational pourposes only
Please, do not make money off this work.
Please give credit to the rightful owners of HTTYD and this document!
1:04:47 to 1:06:28 by Syrahl