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Chapter 7
[Scene cuts to a pan around the Dragon Training Arena]
GOBBER
„Welcome to Dragon Training!"
„No, please don't show this to me!" I could hear my own desperate voice. I wished I could close my eyes...
ASTRID
„No turning back."
TUFFNUT
„I hope I get some serious burns!"
RUFFNUT
„I'm hoping for some mauling, like on my shoulder or lower back."
ASTRID
„Yeah, it's only fun if you get a scar out of it."
„Oh great ..."
HICCUP [SARCASTICALLY]
„Yeah, no kidding, right? Pain. Love it."
TUFFNUT
„Oh, great. Who let him in?"
„How come that these teens are friends by now? They're obviously all against Hiccup … and don't seem to like him at all."
GOBBER
„Let's get started! The recruit who does best will win the honor of killing his first dragon in front of the entire village."
„As if this was an honor ..."
SNOTLOUT
„Hiccup already killed a Night Fury, so, does that disqualify him or...?"
TUFFNUT
„Can I transfer to the class with the cool Vikings?"
„What did this mean?!"
GOBBER [TO HICCUP]
„Don't worry. You're small and you're weak. That'll make you less of a target! They'll see you as sick or insane and go after the more Viking-like teens instead."
„And once again the wrong words towards a Haddock. You should know this family's stubbornness by now, Gobber. Und neither are those words any calming..."
GOBBER [TO EVERYONE]
„Behind these doors are just a few of the many species you will learn to fight! The Deadly Nadder!"
FISHLEGS
„Speed: eight; Armor: sixteen."
GOBBER
„The Hideous Zippleback!"
FISHLEGS
„Plus eleven stealth times two."
GOBBER
„The Monstrous Nightmare!"
FISHLEGS
„Firepower: fifteen."
GOBBER
„The Terrible Terror!"
FISHLEGS
„Attack: eight; Venom: twelve!"
GOBBER
„CAN YOU STOP THAT?! And... the Gronckle!"
FISHLEGS [WHISPERING TO HICCUP]
„Jaw strength: eight."
„Some significantly dragon knowledge you have there for someone who is just getting trained to kill them."
SNOTLOUT
„Whoa, whoa, wait! Aren't you gonna teach us first?!"
GOBBER
„I believe in learning on the job."
[Releases Gronckle, which promptly swallows rocks and starts blasting the teens]
„Normally Gronckles are way too peaceful to attack anyone. Except when you make them angry, what was exactly what happened in this situations. Of course they attack then. And: No dragon likes being in a cage. And certainly not in a fighting arena."
GOBBER
„Today is about survival. If you get blasted... you're dead! Quick! What's the first thing you're going to need?"
HICCUP
„A doctor?!"
FISHLEGS
„Plus five speed?!"
ASTRID
„A shield!"
GOBBER
„Shields! Go! Your most important piece of equipment is your shield! If you must make a choice between a sword or a shield, take the shield!"
„Wooden shields in defense against firebreathing reptiles? Before you know it the shield turns into a pile of ash … and isn't helpful anymore."
[All the recruits head for the shields]
TUFFNUT
„Get your hands off my shield!"
RUFFNUT
„There's like a million shields!"
TUFFNUT
„Take that one, it has a flower on it. Girls like flowers."
[Ruffnut takes the shield and slams it onto Tuffnut's head.]
RUFFNUT
„Oops, now this one has blood on it."
[The Gronckle flies towards the Twins and blasts their shield with a fireball, leaving them dazed on the ground.]
GOBBER
„Tuffnut, Ruffnut, you're out!"
RUFFNUT AND TUFFNUT [DAZED]
„What?"
GOBBER
„Those shields are good for another thing: noise! Make lots of it to throw off a dragon's aim!"
„It's not the noise that throws them off. The noise throws off their senses which results into the distraction."
[The remaining teens begin hitting their weapons against their shields, making the Gronckle shake its head, confused.]
GOBBER
„All dragons have a limited number of shots. How many does a Gronckle have?"
SNOTLOUT
„Five?"
FISHLEGS
„No, six!"
GOBBER
„Correct, six! That's one for each of you!"
[Fishlegs' shield gets blasted out of his hand. He runs away screaming.]
GOBBER
„Fishlegs, out. [to Hiccup hiding behind a plank] Hiccup, get in there!"
SNOTLOUT [TO ASTRID]
„So, anyway I'm moving into my parents' basement. You should come by sometime to work out. You look like you work out!"
[The Gronckle fires at Snotlout]
GOBBER
„Snotlout! You're done!"
HiICCUP
„So, I guess it's just you and me, huh?"
ASTRID
„Nope, just you."
[runs away, leaving Hiccup]
[The Gronckle fires at them, but misses. Hiccup loses his shield and runs after it, the dragon hot on his heels]
I try to close my eyes, in vain.
GOBBER
„One shot left! Hiccup!"
[The Gronckle corners Hiccup, taking its aim. Gobber quickly tugs it away, causing it to misfire its last shot, and locks it up back in its cage]
GOBBER
„And that's six! Go back to bed, ya overgrown sausage! You'll get another chance, don't you worry."
[To Hiccup] „Remember: a dragon will always - always - go for the kill."
„NO! It only does that when you threaten it!"
I'm a bit later than planned but I went to the cinema again to watch the third movie and had to write this chapter afterwards. I hope you liked it. See ya next time.