Dwalin: [on Bard] I don't care what he calls himself, I don't like him.
Balin: We do not have to like him, we simply have to pay him!

What was it he promised you, a share of the treasure! I will not part with a single piece!

Smaug

Keep it secret! Keep it safe!

Bard the Bowman

Hiccup: [v.o] Oh, and there's one more thing you need to know.
Hiccup: Sorry... Dad.

Gobber: Today is about teamwork! The Hideous Zippleback is extra tricky. One head *breathes* gas, the other head *lights* it. Your job, is to know which is which!
Fishlegs: [whispering] Razor-sharp serrated teeth that inject venom for pre-digestion. Prefers ambush attack, crushing its victims...
Hiccup: Will you *please* stop that?

Astrid: [about Toothless] I bet he's really frightened now... what are you gonna do about it?
Hiccup: Ehhh... probably something stupid.
Astrid: Good, but you've already done that...
Hiccup: [after a pause] Then something crazy...!
Astrid: *That's* more like it!

Astrid: [punches Hiccup] That's for kidnapping me.
Astrid: That's for everything else.

Astrid: [punches Hiccup] That's for scaring me!
Hiccup: Oh wha- wait, what is it always going to be this way? 'Cause...
Hiccup: ...I could get used to it.

Hiccup: [voice-over] This is Berk. It's twelve days north of Hopeless and a few degrees south of Freezing to Death. It's located solidly on the Meridian of Misery. My village. In a word? Sturdy. It's been here for seven generations, 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 mosquitoes... We have...
Hiccup: Dragons!

Astrid: It's a mess. You must feel horrible. You've lost everything. Your father, your tribe, your best friend...
Hiccup: Thank you for summing that up.
Hiccup: Why couldn't I have killed that dragon when I found him in the woods? Would've been better, for everyone...
Astrid: Yep. The rest of us would have done it. So why didn't you?
Astrid: Why didn't you?
Hiccup: I don't know... I couldn't.
Astrid: That's not an answer.
Hiccup: *Why* is this so important to you all of a sudden?
Astrid: Because I want to remember what you say, *right now*.
Hiccup: Oh, for the love of... I was a coward! I was weak! I wouldn't kill a dragon!
Astrid: You said *wouldn't*, that time.
Hiccup: Agh, whatever... I *wouldn't*! Three hundred years, and I'm the first Viking who wouldn't kill a dragon!
Astrid: First to ride one, though. So...?
Hiccup: I wouldn't kill him, because he looked as frightened as *I* was. I looked at him... and I saw myself.

Astrid: Stay out of my way! I'm winning this thing!
Hiccup: Uh... please, by all means.
Astrid: This time! This time, for sure!
Astrid: [swinging her axe wildly in anger] NO! YOU SON OF A HALF-TROLL, RAT-EATING, MUNGE-BUCKET!

Stoick: When we crack this mountain open, all hell is going to break loose.
Gobber: And my undies. Good thing I brought extras.

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