- LET'S GO, BUD. [Toothless roars]
[heroic music]
♪
- YEAH. - WOW.
- COOL. - WOW.
- WOW, NICE. - HE'S PRETTY GOOD.
- AURVANDIL'S FIRE!
ALL BERKIANS TO THE SAFETY OF YOUR HOMES!
- IT'S TOO LATE!
THE FLIGHTMARE IS HERE! THE FLIGHTMARE IS HERE!
- [warning horn blares]
- AH! DON'T LOOK AT IT!
[Flightmare roars]
- SAVE YOURSELVES!
THE FLIGHTMARE IS UPON US!
- UH-UH-UH.
OH, NO, YOU DON'T, ASTRID.
THIS IS NOT A BATTLE FOR YOU.
NOT YET, ANYWAY.
YOU WAIT HERE.
YOUR UNCLE FINN IS JUST GONNA MAKE SURE
THIS NASTY DRAGON DOESN'T DESTROY BERK AGAIN.
[Berkians screaming]
HERE I AM, UNGODLY BEAST!
FEARLESS FINN HOFFERSON!
I'VE BEEN WAITING TEN YEARS FOR THIS MOMENT.
COME AND GET ME, IF YOU DARE!
[Flightmare roars]
[gasps]
[groaning]
- IT'S FEARLESS FINN.
HE JUST...FROZE.
- DON'T SAY ANYTHING. THE LITTLE ONE WILL HEAR.
- IT'S GONNA TAKE A LOT MORE THAN THAT WEE AXE, ASTRID.
- [screams]
[grunts] YOU WANT SOME OF THIS?
THAT'S RIGHT. WHO'S NEXT?
- I-I'M PRETTY SURE THAT--
YEP, I-I THINK YOU GOT THEM.
ALL OF THEM.
- ASTRID'S BEEN KILLING INANIMATE OBJECTS ALL DAY.
- SHE'S REALLY WOUND UP ABOUT THE FLIGHTMARE.
- HAH! TOO BAD SHE'S WASTING HER TIME.
WHEN THE FLIGHTMARE COMES, THE HOFFERSONS FREEZE.
RIGHT, ASTRID?
I MEAN, YOU ARE A...
HOFFERSON.
- OKAY, OKAY, LET'S TAKE A DEEP BREATH.
JUST BECAUSE AURVANDIL'S FIRE IS COMING,
DOESN'T MEAN THE FLIGHTMARE IS TOO.
- SURE, IT DOES.
EVERY TEN YEARS THE SKY LIGHTS UP
WITH AURVANDIL'S FIRE,
AND WHEN IT DOES, THE FLIGHTMARE APPEARS.
ITS SPECTRAL GLOW AND BANSHEE-LIKE SCREAM
ARE UNMISTAKABLE.
- YOU WERE SAYING?
- THANK YOU, FISHLEGS.
YOUR EXTENSIVE KNOWLEDGE
OF THE FLIGHTMARE IS TIMELY,
IF NOTHING ELSE.
- I DO FANCY MYSELF TO BE
BERK'S LEADING AUTHORITY ON THE SUBJECT.
HERE'S A FEW MORE FUN FACTS.
LEGEND HAS IT THAT THE FLIGHTMARE IS
SO TERRIFYING, IT ACTUALLY FREEZES
ITS PREY IN THEIR TRACKS.
- YEAH. JUST ASK FROZEN FINN HOFFERSON.
[laughs] RIGHT, ASTRID?
- [screams]
[thud] - [groans]
- YOU THINK IT'S FUNNY, SNOTLOUT?
YOU THINK IT'S A JOKE THAT MY FAMILY NAME
WAS RUINED BY THAT DRAGON?
- WELL, I USED TO, JUST A COUPLE OF MINUTES AGO.
BUT NOW, I CAN SEE HOW IT MIGHT BE UPSETTING YOU.
- [grunts]
HAVE YOU GUYS HEARD?
THE FLIGHTMARE'S COMING.
- GUYS, WE'RE REALLY TRYING NOT TO TALK ABOUT THAT.
- HATE TO BREAK IT TO YOU,
BUT THAT'S THE ONLY THING ANYONE'S TALKING ABOUT.
- WELL, THAT AND ASTRID'S UNCLE.
- HEY, A LITTLE SENSITIVITY HERE.
CAN I GET UP NOW? [crack]
- UGH, WHATEVER.
- SO THANKS A LOT, GUYS.
- NO PROBLEM. IF YOU DON'T NEED US ANYMORE,
WE GOTTA GO GET READY FOR THE END OF THE WORLD.
SEE YA.
- I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT, HICCUP.
I'VE WAITED MY ENTIRE LIFE FOR A CHANCE
TO CLEAR MY FAMILY'S NAME,
AND YOU'RE NOT GOING TO STOP ME.
- WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT STOPPING YOU?
OKAY, ASTRID, I HAVE TO STOP YOU.
LOOK, NOBODY LOVES
A NEW AND TERRIFYING DRAGON MORE THAN I DO,
BUT I NEED YOU GUYS HERE TO PROTECT BERK.
IF THAT THING DOES SHOW UP,
IT'S GONNA TAKE ALL OF US TO FIGHT IT OFF.
- NOT IF IT NEVER GETS HERE.
COME ON, HICCUP.
DON'T TELL ME YOU HAVEN'T BEEN DREAMING
ABOUT THE FLIGHTMARE, GOING AFTER IT,
LEARNING ABOUT IT, TRAINING IT?
- WELL, YOU KNOW, ASTRID, UH, TRAINING DRAGONS
ISN'T THE ONLY THING I THINK ABOUT.
- ARE YOU ACTUALLY SAYING THAT TO ME
WITH A STRAIGHT FACE?
- THERE YOU ARE, HICCUP.
I DID THE RESEARCH YOU ASKED FOR.
- UH, NOT NOW, FISHLEGS.
- BUT I HAVE THE PATH OF THE FLIGHTMARE
RIGHT HERE ON THIS MAP.
FOR GENERATIONS, IT'S GONE THROUGH
THE NORTHERN SWAMP ON THE WAY TO THE VILLAGE,
SAME ROUTE EVERY TIME.
IF I COULD ONLY FIGURE OUT WHY,
WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO STOP IT.
- FISHLEGS, ASTRID DOESN'T WANT TO TALK
ABOUT THE FLIGHTMARE. - OF COURSE SHE DOES.
- SURE, I DO. - SEE?
SO, AS I WAS SAYING,
IF YOU WANT TO GET CLOSE TO IT,
YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO BE STEALTHY,
VIRTUALLY INVISIBLE IN THE DARK.
- KIND OF LIKE A NIGHT FURY.
[Toothless growls softly] - EXACTLY LIKE A NIGHT FURY.
- SO, WHEN DO WE LEAVE?
- AURVANDIL'S FIRE IS HERE!
GET TO YOUR HOMES AND STAY INSIDE.
[Berkian whimpers]
SNOTLOUT, DID YOU NOT HEAR WHAT I JUST SAID?
GET THAT DRAGON INTO ITS CAGE
AND YOU INTO YOURS. - NO WAY.
IF THE FLIGHTMARE OBLITERATES US ALL,
THEN THE LAST FACE I WANT TO SEE,
BESIDES MY OWN OF COURSE, IS THIS ONE.
[Hookfang snaps]
- HURRY UP, BEFORE THE EMERGENCY BUNKER IS FULL.
- ARE YOU SURE WE CAN GET IN?
I HEAR IT'S VERY EXCLUSIVE.
- DON'T WORRY. I KNOW PEOPLE.
- HEY, WHAT WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?
- OH, I'M SURPRISED YOU DIDN'T KNOW.
RUFFNUT AND TUFFNUT BUILT AN EMERGENCY BUNKER
IN THE ACADEMY.
- EMERGENCY BUNKER, HMM?
WHAT DO YOU SAY WE CHECK IT OUT?
- I WOULDN'T WASTE YOUR TIME.
IT'S BEEN BOOKED UP FOR MONTHS.
- HAH, WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT. - OKAY.
LOTS OF PEOPLE ARE GONNA WANT TO GET INTO
OUR AWESOME EMERGENCY BUNKER
WHEN THE FLIGHTMARE ATTACKS.
SO, WE TO NEED TO HAVE A SECRET SIGNAL
SO WE KNOW WHO'S IN AND WHO'S OUT.
- [thud] HOW'S THAT?
- NOT BAD, BUT I FEEL LIKE
THERE SHOULD BE A FEW MORE STEPS TO IT.
- [grunts] - [groans]
- WHAT ABOUT THAT? - I LIKE IT.
YOU SURE IT'S NOT TOO COMPLICATED?
HEY, HEY, MISTER.
WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?
- UH, INSIDE THE EMERGENCY BUNKER.
- ARE YOU ON THE LIST? - PFFT. LIST?
- AH, LET'S SEE HERE.
UH, "SNOTHAT, HMM, SNOTMAN, SNOTNOSE."
NOPE. NOT ON THE LIST.
- SORRY.
UNLESS YOU'RE FRIENDS WITH SNOTMAN.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN, "SORRY"?
- THIS IS A VERY EXCLUSIVE BUNKER, MY FRIEND.
WE CAN'T JUST LET ANYONE IN.
HEY, GUSTAV.
- GUSTAV?
- BUNKER TIME! [laughs]
- YOU'RE EITHER IN OR YOU'RE OUT, PAL,
BUT YOU CAN'T STAND THERE.
[voices inside bunker] - GUSTAV!
[Barf and Belch snarl]
- LISTEN, YOU SEEM LIKE A NICE KID.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'LL DO FOR YOU.
IF YOU WANT TO GET INTO THE BUNKER,
MAYBE YOU CAN FIND US ONE OF THESE.
- UGH. YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
[both chuckle]
- UGH, FINE.
COME ON, HOOKFANG.
[Hookfang snorts] voices: NORM!
- HE'S ON THE LIST.
- UGH. LAST TIME I HOLD HIS FACE.
- OKAY.
WE ARE GOING TO OBSERVE THE FLIGHTMARE, ASTRID.
WE'RE GOING TO SEE WHAT WE CAN LEARN ABOUT IT,
TRY TO REDIRECT IT.
IF WE CAN'T, WE ARE FALLING BACK TO TOWN.
UNDERSTAND? - SURE.
- SAY THE WORDS, "I UNDERSTAND, HICCUP."
- FINE. I UNDERSTAND, HICCUP.
- WELL, THAT JUST INSTILLS ME WITH CONFIDENCE.
THERE'S THE NORTHERN SWAMP.
UH, SOUNDS LIKE WE'RE GETTING CLOSE.
- GOOD. I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THIS THING.
- UH, YOU WON'T HAVE TO WAIT LONG.
REMEMBER, OBSERVE ONLY!
[Toothless snarls]
- [grunts] OKAY.
WELL, IT CERTAINLY LIVES UP TO THE HYPE.
ASTRID! WHAT'RE YOU DOING?
- WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M DOING?
DEFENDING BERK AND MY FAMILY HONOR!
WE'LL SEE WHO'S A COWARD!
LEAVE BERK NOW AND NEVER COME BACK!
HERE I AM, UNGODLY BEAST,
FEARLESS ASTRID HOFFERSON!
COME AND GET ME IF YOU DARE.
[grunts]
[groans]
- ASTRID!
[Toothless snarls]
[Flightmare roars]
- WHOA!
OKAY. GOTTA GO, GOTTA GO.
I THINK WE LOST HIM.
ASTRID!
- WHAT--WHAT HAPPENED?
- THE FLIGHTMARE, IT SPRAYED YOU
WITH SOME KIND OF MIST.
IT PARALYZED YOU.
- IT "FROZE" ME.
- WELL, I-I GUESS THE GOOD NEWS IS
THE EFFECTS ARE ONLY TEMPORARY,
JUST LONG ENOUGH FOR IT TO STRIKE.
- I KNEW MY UNCLE WASN'T AFRAID OF THAT DRAGON.
HE WAS PARALYZED BY IT.
AND LET ME GUESS-- WE'RE FALLING BACK TO TOWN?
- NO. WE'RE FOLLOWING THE FLIGHTMARE.
WE ARE THE ONLY THING BETWEEN THAT DRAGON AND BERK.
- YES!
- WHAT IN THE NAME OF THOR?
- HEY. WHAT'S THE PASSWORD?
- I'M GONNA BREAK YOUR FACE.
- CLOSE ENOUGH.
- I GOT WHAT YOU ASKED FOR.
[chicken clucks]
- IT'S REAL! I TOTALLY THOUGHT I DREAMED IT!
- SO, LET ME IN.
- OH, DID WE SAY ONE RAINBOW-COLORED CHICKEN?
WE MEANT TWO RAINBOW-COLORED CHICKENS.
SORRY.
- OH.
THAT'S WHY I BROUGHT A SPARE.
NOW LET ME IN.
THE FLIGHTMARE WILL BE HERE ANY MINUTE.
- WOOLY IGLOO? WHERE'D YOU HEAR THAT?
- [laughs] - OH, FUNNY ONE, GUSTAV.
- OKAY.
YOU'RE HALFWAY THERE.
- WHAT? HALFWAY?
- WE HAVE A FEW MORE THINGS FOR YOU
TO GET BEFORE WE CAN LET YOU IN, BUDDY.
SORRY.
- [sighs] YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
- LOOK CLOSELY AT MY FACE.
- BUT DON'T LOOK TOO CLOSELY AT HIS FACE
'CAUSE YOU MIGHT GO BLIND.
- DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M KIDDING?
- [sniffs]
OH, THAT WOULDN'T BE YAK BUTTER PARFAIT
I SMELL, WOULD IT?
- AS A MATTER OF FACT, IT IS.
- IT MELTS IN YOUR MOUTH.
- [grumbles] I'LL SHOW YOU A SINGING TERRIBLE TERROR.
- WHY DOES THE FLIGHTMARE ALWAYS TAKE
THE SAME ROUTE INTO BERK?
IT ALWAYS FOLLOWS THE STREAM
FROM THE NORTHERN SWAMP INTO THE VILLAGE.
BUT WHY DOES IT FOLLOW THE WATER?
WHAT IS IT ABOUT THAT STREAM?
[Meatlug chomps]
HOW CAN YOU EAT AT A TIME LIKE THIS?
[crunching]
WAIT, THAT'S IT!
MEATLUG, YOU'RE A GENIUS!
THE FLIGHTMARE IS FOLLOWING...
- THE GLOWING ALGAE.
THE GLOW MUST BE SOME SORT OF REACTION
TO AURVANDIL'S FIRE.
THIS MUST BE WHAT THE FLIGHTMARE IS FOLLOWING.
THAT'S WHY IT ALWAYS TAKES THE SAME PATH
TO THE VILLAGE.
- HMM. NOT GETTING IT.
- YOU EVER TRY TO GET BETWEEN SNOTLOUT AND A BOWL OF MUTTON?
- YEAH, THAT'S SOMETHING YOU ONLY DO ONCE.
[Flightmare roars]
[Flightmare growls]
[gasps]
[Flightmare roars]
I GET IT.
THE FLIGHTMARE THINKS WE WANT ITS FOOD.
- IT ATTACKS BECAUSE IT SEES US
AS A THREAT TO ITS VERY SURVIVAL.
[Flightmare roars]
- AND SPEAKING OF THREATS...
- QUICK, WE NEED TO GET TOOTHLESS
UP IN THE AIR SO WE CAN HIDE.
- YEAH, DON'T THINK THAT'S GONNA HAPPEN.
[Toothless chewing loudly] - AH, TOOTHLESS.
[Toothless roars]
[Flightmare shrieks]
[Flightmare roars]
- IT'S RIGHT BEHIND US! - WHAT DO WE DO?
- TOOTHLESS, TO THE CLOUDS!
- YOU THINK WE LOST HIM?
- NOPE.
TOOTHLESS!
[thud]
[Flightmare roars]
TOOTHLESS, ROLL!
[Toothless snarls]
TOOTHLESS!
[dragons roaring]
- HEY! [thud]
[gasps]
- ASTRID! [Flightmare shrieks]
- HICCUP, LOOK!
[Toothless growls] - AT LEAST THE GLOW WEARS OFF.
TOOTHLESS, SKY!
- OKAY, HOW DO WE STOP THE FLIGHTMARE BEFORE
IT REACHES THE VILLAGE? - FISHLEGS.
- HOW'S HE GONNA HELP?
- BY BRINGING YOU SOME REINFORCEMENTS.
- STORMFLY!
GOOD TO SEE YOU, GIRL.
- FISHLEGS, THE ACADEMY'S SUPPOSED TO BE ON LOCKDOWN.
- I KNOW, BUT I WAS FOLLOWING THE STREAM
BECAUSE I THINK I FIGURED OUT A WAY
TO STOP THE FLIGHTMARE FROM REACHING TOWN.
- WE CUT A NEW CHANNEL FOR THE RIVER...
- AND DIVERT THE FLOW OF GLOWING ALGAE
OUT TO THE SEA! - EXACTLY.
TOOTHLESS, STORMFLY, MEATLUG--
IT'S TIME TO DO A LITTLE EMERGENCY LANDSCAPING.
- YAK HEAD, CHECK.
YAK BODY, CHECK.
SHEEP DIP, CHECK. BREAD FOR THE SHEEP DIP,
GOTTA HAVE THAT. CHECK.
LINGONBERRY SMOOTHIE,
SHAKEN, NOT STIRRED, CHECK.
HOLD ON.
NOBODY MOVE.
- I DON'T SEE IT. - ME NEITHER.
- WHAT? SEE WHAT?
both: A STURGEON DRESSED LIKE STOICK.
- AHA!
THAT'S EVERYTHING. NOW, LET ME IN!
- YEAH, WE WOULD LOVE TO, SNOTLOUT. REALLY, WE WOULD.
BUT YOU FORGOT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING ON THE LIST.
both: SINGING TERRIBLE TERROR.
- WHAT? GIVE ME THAT!
YOU JUST WROTE THIS IN. - NO, WE DID NOT.
- YES, YOU DID! IT'S IN A DIFFERENT COLORED INK.
- I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
- ARGUING WITH BUNKER MANAGEMENT
CAN RESULT IN PERMANENT BANISHMENT.
AND THAT'S A LOT OF BIG WORDS.
- SINGING TERRIBLE TERROR.
I'LL GIVE YOU SINGING TERRIBLE---
I JUST WANT A YAK BUTTER PARFAIT.
- A LIVE FLIGHTMARE.
IT'S--IT'S--IT'S--IT'S--
- IT'S MINE.
- OKAY, BUD, TIME FOR US TO DO WHAT WE CAME HERE FOR.
[explosions]
[Meatlug hisses]
[Flightmare roars]
[rock rumbling]
- THAT A GIRL, MEATLUG!
[Flightmare shrieks]
[Flightmare roars]
- HICCUP, THE FLIGHTMARE GOT FISHLEGS!
- UGH. UGH! WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO ME?
- THE FLIGHTMARE--ITS MIST TEMPORARILY PARALYZES YOU.
- THANK THOR.
I NEED MY LEGS.
THEY'RE IN MY NAME, AFTER ALL.
[explosions]
[dragons growling]
[Flightmare snarls]
- AAH!
[groans]
LOOK OUT!
- OKAY, GUYS, WE NEED TO KEEP CUTTING THAT CHANNEL...
BUT THE FLIGHTMARE IS GUARDING IT.
- I THINK I HAVE A WAY TO DISTRACT IT.
THE ALGAE.
LET'S GIVE THE FLIGHTMARE
A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE.
- ASTRID, LEAD THE WAY!
- TIME FOR A LITTLE MIDNIGHT SNACK.
- CHOW DOWN, GUYS!
[dragons gulping algae]
- I ALWAYS KNEW THAT WAS HER COLOR.
WE'RE GOING TO KNIT YOU A MATCHING BLANKET
WHEN WE GET HOME, MEATLUG.
- OKAY, IT'S TIME TO SEE WHO THE REAL COWARD IS.
[Flightmare shrieks]
- TOOTHLESS, LET'S FINISH OFF THAT CHANNEL.
[splash]
- WE DID IT! - [sighs]
NOW, LET'S GET HOME BEFORE ANYONE NOTICES WE'RE GONE.
- [snoring]
[mumbling]
- GOBBER!
- OH, THAT YAK BUTTER MELTS IN MY--
- WAKE UP!
- UH! [crash]
[sheep bleats] SORRY, STOICK.
I HAD THIS DREAM.
YOU AND ME WERE-- - NOT ANOTHER WORD.
SOUND THE ALARM.
THE FLIGHTMARE IS COMING.
- [blows warning horn]
- THOR'S HAMMER! THERE'S MORE THAN ONE OF THEM.
- WAIT, STOICK, THOSE AREN'T FLIGHTMARES.
HICCUP. SLAP ME IN THE FACE.
YOUR DRAGONS ARE GLOWING.
I MUST STILL BE DREAMING.
- GOBBER, YOU'RE WIDE AWAKE.
AND THEY ARE GLOWING.
LONG STORY.
THE GOOD NEWS IS,
WE DROVE THE FLIGHTMARE AWAY.
- YOU DID?
WELL DONE, HICCUP.
WELL DONE.
EVERYONE!
YOU CAN COME OUT OF YOUR HOMES!
THE FLIGHTMARE IS GONE FOR GOOD.
[indistinct chatter]
- EXCUSE ME, I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE.
WE LEARNED A LOT ABOUT THE FLIGHTMARE TONIGHT.
AND I'LL EXPLAIN IT ALL TO YOU.
BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING WE LEARNED
WAS THAT FEARLESS FINN HOFFERSON
WAS INDEED FEARLESS,
JUST LIKE ALL THE HOFFERSONS.
- CONGRATULATIONS. - WE KNEW IT WASN'T TRUE.
- SOUNDS LIKE YOU DID YOUR UNCLE PROUD, LASS.
- NOW MAYBE WE CAN JUST ENJOY AURVANDIL'S FIRE.
[all cheer] - [laughs] YEAH!
- I WANT A GLOWING DRAGON.
- YEAH, ME TOO.
- PUT THAT ON SNOTLOUT'S LIST.
- HELLO?
HELLO?
I HAVE YOUR SINGING TERRIBLE TERROR.
WHAT? [chicken clucks]
WHAT?
[Terrible Terror whistles]
WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT UP?
I JUST REALLY WANTED THAT YAK BUTTER PARFAIT.
[Flightmare roars]