[exciting music]
♪ ♪
[exciting music]
[roars]
♪ ♪
[roaring]
[Hiccup] This changes everything.
♪ ♪
[growls] I thought I took every precaution.
I was so careful to make sure no one followed me.
Heather, you were going to visit your father's final resting place.
I'd be surprised you were thinking about anything but that.
And there's no sense in beating yourself up about it now, anyway.
[Tuffnut] Hold it, H.
A good self-flogging can actually be an excellent start to the day.
How do you think we always arrive so alert and observant?
Hello?
[grunting]
You done?
Are we ever really done, Astrid?
[winces]
-[clattering] -[Tuffnut groans]
I tried to fight them off.
But there are a lot more of those Dragon Flyers than we thought.
And they now know the location
of the Dragons' most sacred place on Earth.
Guys, this is a disaster.
We're trying to make Heather feel better, Fishface.
No, Fishlegs is right.
We need to make sure that Vanaheim is safe,
no matter what we have to do.
Uh, don't you mean whatever you have to do?
They didn't follow me there. [chuckles] Am I right?
Are you insane?
Seriously? Just tell me so I can at least stop wondering
why you say such muttonheaded things.
-[grunts, groans in pain] -[Windshear growls]
Heather, you and Windshear are in no shape to fight.
Stay on Berk.
Gothi will take care of you.
[gentle music]
[Hiccup] How am I supposed to make a decision like this, Dad?
I can't leave you here, like this.
But how do I stand by while the entire dragon species is in danger?
If the Hunters destroy Vanaheim,
Dragons will have nowhere to go at the end of their lives.
Who knows what that will do?
How it will affect the rest of the dragons?
It could be a disaster.
[Stoick wheezes]
[grunts weakly]
What's right is right, son. [grunts softly]
You know what you need to do. [exhales weakly]
Don't you leave me. You hear that, Dad?
I'll be back.
[Toothless gurgles softly]
[Hiccup] All right, gang! Gear up.
Oh, we're geared up. In fact, we are locked and loaded.
-What does that-- What are you saying? -No idea.
-Sounds awesome, though. -It does. I'm gonna steal it.
We're going to Vanaheim,
and we're gonna make sure the Dragon Flyers never return.
Hiccup, I can do this. You should be here with Stoick.
If I stay here, there's nothing I can do,
except stare at him and pray to the gods he gets better.
-[growls] -That sounds like
a pretty good use of your time, actually.
What about saving all of dragon-kind from losing its most sacred resting place?
You know, I'm glad you're the one making that decision.
Bring whatever you need to fight the Dragon Flyers.
They're going to get ugly. We have to get uglier.
[Tuffnut] Not yet, Snotlout.
Way too ugly too soon.
[chuckling] Oh, is that supposed to be a joke?
Am I laughing?
That's a serious question. Sometimes I laugh and don't know.
Am I laughing?
[laughs]
-Hiccup? -All right, everyone.
Let's go.
[inspiring music]
♪ ♪
Hiccup!
-Let's go, bud. -I got this.
-Snotlout, locked and loaded. -Snotlout, no!
Hookfang!
[grunts] Are you crazy? What'd you do that for?
Because you almost sank Alvin.
Hello. Good to see not much has changed around here.
Shut up, Alvin.
So what brings you all the way over to this side of the Archipelago?
[chuckling] Well, heard old Stoick wasn't feeling his best.
Figured you could use the extra hands, if you know what I mean.
I do. And I appreciate it.
You have no idea how much better I feel knowing you're here.
[chuckles] He'll be safe on our watch.
I promise you that.
♪ ♪
[Astrid] You know, the Sentinels are pretty serious dragons.
-Yeah, tell me about it. -Astrid's got a point.
But I didn't finish what I--
You were going to say that the Sentinels,
'cause of their ability to counteract every type of dragon fire,
could take care of Hunters, everything might be back to normal.
Hmm.
Um, not to be negative or anything, but can anyone think of a reason
why the Sentinels would attack their own island,
besides the obvious fun factor? [chuckles]
[gasps]
[dramatic music]
It was the Flyers.
Hiccup, the Sentinels-- They're...
Gone.
-Let's see if we can-- -[Snotlout] I found them!
This is them, right?
[gasps]
[Hiccup] Uh...
you couldn't have mentioned the fact that they're all...
Oh, never mind.
Oh, and how would that have helped?
[growls softly]
Oh, no.
-[sighs] -Hiccup?
Nothing.
This one, too.
Same over here.
This is the cruelest thing I think I've ever seen.
[man coughing]
[growls]
Nobody move.
[man grunts]
[man chortles]
[grunts, yells]
-Hiccup, no! -[grunts]
Huh?
Well, well, well, it appears as if we have a lot to talk about,
doesn't it, Mister...
What was your name?
Never mind. We'll just call you Mr. Murderous Pile of Yak Dung.
Here's how it's gonna go.
You're gonna tell us everything that happened here, or else.
We followed the girl Rider here.
You didn't follow me.
-I said "the girl." -Why, you! I--
Later, Ruff. There will be time for all things violent.
Like I said, we followed the girl,
took care of those big stone-looking things,
and had a look around.
He's making this way too easy. And we haven't tweaked his ear or anything.
-Can't win every time. -[groans]
Look, we discovered the magnificent skull
and thought perhaps it belongs to the King of Dragons.
Perhaps your mother is a greasy, slimy boar's butt.
We don't do "perhaps," Mr. Murderous Pile of Yak Dung.
No, siree.
Whatever.
All I know is Johann will be very interested
to learn of its existence.
The others left to inform him,
and when he arrives, he shall pick through this place
until there's nothing left but a pile of smoldering bone.
Yeah, "a pile of smoldering bone" is a bit above my pay grade.
-We should probably tell Hiccup. -[Hiccup] I heard.
Let's go, everyone. We have to catch those Flyers.
[growls, whimpers]
What is it, girl? Are you tired?
-Not feeling well? -[groans]
Have you been eating that mystery rock
over next to the Monstrous Nightmare tomb again?
Those are bones, Fishlegs. Bones!
Shh! Ix-nay in front of Eat-Lug-May.
Guys, we have to go now.
Is she all right, Fishlegs?
[growls softly]
I-I-I don't know. She won't budge.
All right, Ruff, Tuff, you stay behind with Fishlegs
in case more Hunters show up.
No problemo, El Jefe. [snickers]
Oh, and no torturing the prisoner!
[grunts] How does he always know?
We've discussed this. Hiccup Haddock is a magical creature.
We haven't seen two percent of his magical capabilities.
Some would call him a wizard.
How does he always have a Terrible Terror or a new tail
or the Dragon Blade that just seems to magically appear out of nowhere?
-I mean, there it is, suddenly. -Enough!
Ugh, my mind is going to places I don't want it to go.
Bam! A dragon blade.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[Hiccup groans]
I can't see them anywhere.
It's called a head start, Hiccup.
Those guys are so long gone.
[thunder booms]
Unless they flew through that huge storm,
in which case they probably jumped to their deaths.
Snotlout, that is brilliant!
Really? That seems fairly obvious to me.
[Astrid] No, Hiccup's right.
No way they'd have gone through that storm. It's way too dangerous.
Which is exactly why we are gonna go through it
and meet them on the other side.
Did you not hear me when I said, "They would jump to their deaths"?
Yeah, they would! We won't.
Let's go.
-[Snotlout] I want to go on the record-- -[Hiccup, Astrid] Shut up!
[Snotlout] Nobody steals my catchphrase.
Now let's get locked and loaded.
♪ ♪
-Girl, you have to tell me what it is. -[whining]
Just give me a sign, a-a grunt, a growl...
-[retches] -[vomit sizzles]
Or you can just continue to do that. I guess they won't mind.
-[retches] -[Fishlegs] Oh, I see.
You're making them a final resting place.
They must not have one here.
[whines softly]
You're such a good girl.
You've got the biggest heart of any dragon in the entire Archipelago.
[Dragon Flyer grunting]
Hey, I thought your boss said you couldn't torture me.
[Tuffnut] We're not gonna torture you.
We just have a few questions.
I admire your aplomb in all of this.
I-I don't know what that is.
Neither do I.
It's not important. Question number one: what's the job like?
"The job"?
Being a murderous killer who rides a dragon.
Oh! Oh, i-i-it's all right, I suppose.
I mean, they leave you alone pretty much, as long as you don't screw up.
Then they kill you.
-I see. -How are the hours?
What about vacation? They give you days off?
When you take them, you get paid?
Oh, yeah. I had to take off, uh, three days last month
to go to my cousin's wedding.
[chuckles] No problem.
Still got the same in my gold pouch that week.
What about if you get hurt? What then? Do you have a healer?
Actually, we got a bunch of 'em. I like this one-- Jorn.
He's got the gentle touch.
Uh, I see.
We only have one healer, and she does not have a gentle touch.
She's, like, opposite of gentle-- anti-gentle!
She's like a-a hurter, not a healer.
No, she just has this big stick and--
Man, can that little woman swing it.
Oh, sounds awful. You two ever think of a career change?
[both laughing]
Imagine. [laughing] I would never.
Not the sharpest bulb in the shed, is he?
[chuckling] Yeah, not at all.
[humming]
♪ ♪
Take all the time you need. We want to make this perfect.
[grunts]
Uh-huh, uh-huh.
That being said, Hiccup could probably use our help right about now.
So, if there's any way you could take your time,
but at the same time, hurry just a little...
[scraping]
What in the name of Thor?
It moved. It--it moved!
[scraping]
[heart beats]
[gasps]
-It's alive! -[Meatlug grunts]
[laughs excitedly] All these dragons are alive, Meatlug!
[thunder booms]
[grunts, shouts]
-[Hookfang grumbles] -[Snotlout grunting angrily]
[shouts]
This is insane! Usually my plans go perfectly.
Ah! I'm not taking the blame.
-This is-- -Not your plan, Snotlout.
You can blame me! Just stop talking and keep flying!
Aah! Fine!
Uh, guys?
[dramatic music]
As I said, my plans never fail.
-Snotlout! -[growls, roars]
[Dragon Flyer] Look over here!
-They see us. -That's weird.
Wonder how it could have happened.
What? I didn't do anything.
[Dragon Flyers shouting]
-[objects clattering] -[Fishlegs sighs] Come on.
No. [grunts angrily]
There has to be something in here about those dragons.
Oswald the Agreeable studied them for years.
He must have learned something.
Wow. Nice mess, Fishy.
[chuckles] Yeah. Didn't think you had it in you.
But if I might, a good ransacking has to be done correctly
and in a disorderly fashion to achieve full effect.
-Wait, guys, I'm not-- -[Tuffnut and Ruffnut shouting]
[Ruffnut grunts gleefully]
Yeah!
I'm not ransacking. I'm searching. There is a big difference.
[laughs] Or is there?
Nah!
[Ruffnut grunting]
[Tuffnut and Ruffnut shouting]
-[grunts] -[Fishlegs] That's it!
I command you to stop!
Huh?
-[gasps] -[grunts]
-What? -[panting]
-Weren't you supposed to be watching him? -I was ransacking!
I can't watch and ransack at the same time.
That-- That is a-- That's a fair point.
[exciting music]
There he is!
-[beast growling] -[Dragon Flyer shrieking]
That sounds incredibly painful.
-[beast growls] -[shrieking stops]
It's definitely not worth being a Dragon Flyer.
Finally! Everything we need could be right here on this one lens.
Awesome. Let's see it. Who's got the Dragon Eye?
-Not us. -Well, that wasn't very good planning.
-[creatures growling] -Hey, look.
[Fishlegs] Ugh. Grim Gnashers?
Whatever they are, they look hungry.
Wait. [stammers] The Sentinels!
[Grim Gnashers screeching]
♪ ♪
-[Hiccup grunts] -[Dragon Flyers shouting]
We need to regroup.
Back into the storm. They won't follow us.
-[Dragon Flyers shouting] -He's getting away!
♪ ♪
Uh, Hiccup, I think we may have underestimated them.
You know, I'm sure you'll make a great chief one day, Hiccup.
Just know that I will not be living on your island.
Well, that's so comforting, Snotlout,
but right now we need to figure out a way to neutralize these guys.
I can think of plenty of ways to neutralize--
-[electricity crackles] -[Snotlout screams]
[both] Snotlout!
♪ ♪
[groans]
♪ ♪
[growls weakly]
[groans loudly]
[gasps] Look! This way!
♪ ♪
It's okay, Hooky.
I'm not gonna let that big, bad lightning bolt hurt you ever again.
The chances of getting struck by lightning more than once
are, like, one in a billion.
Really? Might want to check your math, Astrid,
'cause I count at least three times for me just in the last year!
[crashing]
They're getting stronger, more fearless.
We may not be able to hold them off much longer.
What was I thinking?
♪ ♪
[crashing, glass breaking]
At least we're keeping them occupied so they aren't getting back to Johann
and telling him about Vanaheim.
I guess that's a positive.
This was a really bad decision, Astrid-- really, really bad.
Yeah, you're probably right.
You're not supposed to just agree like that.
You're supposed to tell me I did the right thing in a tough situation.
I could tell you that, but it wouldn't be the truth.
-And you know that. -Yeah, I guess I do.
[crashing]
Hiccup, you make 100 decisions every day.
They aren't all gonna be correct.
What's important is that you keep making decisions,
that after you fail, you move forward.
-Where do you come up with this stuff? -Mm, does it really matter?
[crashing]
Have I mentioned how much I hate lightning?
I mean, I really hate it. [laughs]
A lot.
-How's Hookfang? -He'll be fine.
His saddle is toast, though.
Of course, it was made out of metal. Mr. Lightning's favorite meal!
-"Metal." -Yes, metal.
Have you not been paying attention?
It always goes for metal-- usually on my head!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[Grim Gnashers screeching]
[grunts] Ugh.
Uh, could you hurry this along, Fishlegs?
'Cause there are definitely more of them than there are of us.
[Ruffnut] And soon, there will be none of us!
-Oh, yeah! Got him! -I know!
I'm trying to find something--
any clue as to why they won't wake up completely.
-I'd help out, but-- -[Tuffnut] Incoming!
-[grunts] -[growls]
[shouts]
Do not stop doing what you are doing, please!
-[dragon roars] -[yelps]
[Tuffnut] Bad dragon!
[gasps] Got it! I think.
And take that!
[Fishlegs] The Sentinels. "Boulder Class." Makes sense.
"Tough epidermal layer." Oh, that's nice.
"Ability to remain motionless for days at a time."
Fishlegs, I really don't want to interfere with your process... [grunts]
-[dragon shrieks] -Take that!
...but can you stop geeking out and find us something we can use?!
[pants, whimpers]
-Here it is! -Yes!
No, that's not it.
-Oh, come on. -Wait, wait, wait.
Sorry. It is. It says right here.
"The Sentinels aren't dead. They're in hibernation."
It happens when one of them is injured. Only thing that can speed it along is...
-heat! -[Ruffnut] Whoa!
I can't believe it. She was helping them heal.
My Meatleg is a genius!
♪ ♪
Oh, it's working too slowly. We need more heat!
Did you say you needed the "heat"?
[both cheering and laughing]
-[Ruffnut laughs] Look out! -[panting]
[screeches]
♪ ♪
[dragons bellowing]
[screeching]
[roars]
-They're back. -And seriously ticked off!
♪ ♪
-[both cheering] -You did it, guys. We did it!
Who needs paid vacation when you control life and death?
-Am I right? -You are indeed, oh, brother of mine.
Although vacation pay would be very nice.
-[Grim Gnashers screeching] -[Dragon Flyers shouting]
[thunder booms]
We have to lure them into the storm.
[Dragon Flyers shouting]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Where's Snotlout?
He says Hookfang is in rough shape.
Ugh. Looks like it's you and me, then.
Always. Was that corny or...
[chuckles] Probably. Nice, though.
♪ ♪
[shouts, grunts]
[grunts, chokes]
♪ ♪
[grunting]
[shouts]
Keep throwing them.
Hopefully the lightning will do the work for us.
♪ ♪
[Dragon Flyers shouting]
All right, Toothless. Move, move, move!
♪ ♪
Huh?
[shrieks]
[Dragon Flyers shouting]
It really does love its metal.
[Dragon Flyers shriek]
♪ ♪
[bellowing]
Wow, Hookfang! You're all better. Too bad you missed all the fun.
Yeah, we wanted to be here,
but we figured you guys had it under control,
and Hooky needed some extra recovery time.
-Didn't you, big boy? -[growls]
[Astrid] Right. Okay, moving on...
♪ ♪
-What? -[Sentinels screeching]
[roars]
-I thought the Sentinels-- -[Tuffnut] They were, my friend.
But you're not the only wizard around here, it seems.
Does anybody have any idea what he's talking about?
-I do! -[Hiccup] Anyone besides Ruff?
Um, actually, it was my baby Meatlug.
She knew they were alive. That's why she wouldn't leave.
[Tuffnut] Whatever.
If you want to split hairs, yeah.
Thank Thor this place can stay a secret now.
I mean, who knows what could have happened?
[Fishlegs] Oh, and as long as we're talking about good news...
[Toothless grunts]
...Lens number five, I believe.
♪ ♪
Fishlegs, how?
Seems Oswald knew even more than we thought.
♪ ♪
-[Dragon Flyers shouting] -[humming]
Let me guess. Your scouts aren't back yet,
and they've been gone too long,
so something must be terribly wrong.
[growls]
No matter.
What's important is that we have the final Dragon Eye Lens.
You were going to tell me where you managed to find it.
I didn't find it.
It found me.
Krogan, may I introduce Mr. Gruffnut Thorston?
[roars]