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Thoughts
"Speech"
[Movie]
"Movie Speech"
Dragon Thoughts
"Dragon Speech"
INT. GREAT HALL - DAY
[A noisy din of PROTESTING VOICES leads to...
STOICK, glowering in the firelight. Surrounded by his men.]
STOICK
Either we finish them or they'll
finish us! It's 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.
"You do know that that home would be Berk right?" Astrid, Hope and Fishlegs all nod their heads in agreement with Hiccup.
Stoick stares at Hiccup. "And how would you know that?
"Watch and find out"
[He sinks his blade into a...
LARGE NAUTICAL MAP, spread out on the table... the blade
pierces the middle of an uncharted corner, swirling with
painted sea monsters and dragons.]
STOICK (CONT'D)
(DECIDEDLY)
One more search. Before the ice
sets in.
VIKING
Those ships never come back.
STOICK
(MATTER-OF-FACT)
We're Vikings. It's an occupational
hazard. Now who's with me?
[Stoick throws up his fist. No one follows. The crowds shifts
in restless silence. Head scratches. Eyes averted.]
VIKING
(FEEBLE)
Today's not good for me.
VIKING (CONT'D)
(EQUALLY FEEBLE)
I've gotta do my axe returns.
The teens snicker.
STOICK
Alright. Those who stay will look
after Hiccup.
The trio's mouths drop open.
"HEY!" Hiccup looks away burned at the comment. Astrid, Hope and the dragons (mainly Toothless) stares viciously at Stoick.
"Ow wow! I'd so love to be your son and be put down by my father every day!"
Stoick looks at his sons' hurt face looking betrayed.
"Great you'd rather die than look after me! I feel SO appreciated". Hiccup briefly looks into Stoick's eyes before looking away and collapsing against Toothless.
Stoick's heart sank. I've really done it this time haven't I.
Toothless raises his head and roars up at Stoick before quickly thumping to the ground hiding.
[Hands jut into the air, volunteers galore. Enthusiastic
murmurs of prep and packing fill the room.]
PHLEGMA THE FIERCE
To the ships!
SPITELOUT
I'm with you Stoick!
STOICK
(DRY)
That's more like it.
"I feel so loved right now!"
[The Vikings rush for the door, leaving Gobber and Stoick
alone. Gobber gulps back the contents of his tankard
attachment and scrapes back the bench.]
GOBBER
I'll pack my undies.
"GROSS"
STOICK
No, I need you to stay and train
some new recruits.
GOBBER
Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy,
Hiccup can cover the stall. Molten
steel, razor sharp blades, lots of
time to himself...what could
possibly go wrong?
"Hey! I'm not that bad!"
[Stoick sinks onto the bench beside Gobber, his brow burdened.]
STOICK
What am I going to do with him
Gobber?
GOBBER
Put him in training with the
others.
STOICK
No, I'm serious.
GOBBER
So am I.
Stoick turns to him, glaring.
STOICK
He'd be killed before you let the
first dragon out of its cage.
Astrid looks up at Stoick "I agree with Gobber"
GOBBER
Oh, you don't know that.
STOICK
I do know that, actually.
GOBBER
No, you don't.
STOICK
No, actually I do.
GOBBER
No you don't!
STOICK
Listen! You know what he's like.
From the time he could crawl he's
been...different. He doesn't
listen.
"I do listen…" Hiccup draws many sets of eyes. "…I just don't act or anything".
STOICK (CONT'D)
Has the attention span of a
sparrow. I take him fishing and he
goes hunting for... for trolls.
Hiccup mimics Gobber "Trolls exist! They steal your socks! (darkly) But only the left ones. What's with that?
GOBBER
(DEFENSIVE)
Trolls exist! They steal your
socks.
(DARKLY)
But only the left ones. What's with
that?
Villages look between apprentice and mentor. Stoick's jealousy starts to build.
STOICK
When I was a boy...
Mimicking Gobber again. "Oh here we go".
GOBBER
(GRUMBLING)
Oh here we go.
More stares
STOICK
My father told me to bang my head
against a rock and I did it. I
thought it was crazy, but I didn't
question him. And you know what
happened?
"You got a headache". The trio deadpanned.
GOBBER
You got a headache.
Stoick's jealously continues to build with every sentence.
STOICK
That rock split in two. It taught
me what a Viking could do, Gobber.
He could crush mountains, level
forests, tame seas! Even as a boy,
I knew what I was, what I had to
become.
(BEAT)
Hiccup is not that boy.
GOBBER
You can't stop him, Stoick. You can
only prepare him.
(BEAT)
Look, I know it seems hopeless. But
the truth is you won't always be
around to protect him. He's going
to get out there again. He's
probably out there now.
"I don't need protecting!"
[ON STOICK, as Gobber's words hit their mark.]
EXT. WOODS - DAY
ON AN OPEN NOTEBOOK
[A drawn map of the island, covered in X's.
Hiccup looks up from it and peeks over a gorge, expectantly.
Sees nothing.
He adds another 'X' to the page, then scratches his pencil
over the whole map in frustration. He snaps the book closed
and pockets it.]
Fishlegs looks at Hiccup "What did the book do to you?".
"Everything". Deadpanned Hiccup.
HICCUP
Uggh, the gods hate me. Some people
lose their knife or their mug. No,
not me. I manage to lose an entire
dragon.
Snotlout and the twins snicker.
[Hiccup WHACKS a low-hanging branch. It SNAPS back at him,
hitting him in the face. ]
They continue to laugh at Hiccup. Even the trees hate him!
[He looks up to see a snapped tree
trunk. His eyes follow it to a long trench of up-turned
earth.]
Their laughs grow silent along with the rest of the village. The dragon
[He follows it to a downed, black dragon, its body and tail
tangled in a bola. It appears dead. Hiccup approaches,
beaming.]
Stoick's jealousy turned to fear for his son.
Hiccup looks away feeling ashamed again, his stomach dropping. Dad's going to kill me.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
(IN SHOCK)
Oh wow. I did it. I did it. This
fixes everything.
(ELATED)
Yes!
The village congratulates Hiccup with shouts of "Congratulations Hiccup" "You did it, you really did" but with the loudest of them all was Stoicks "That's my boy!"
[He strikes a victory pose, planting his foot on the fallen
Night Fury.]
HICCUP (CONT'D)
I have brought down this mighty
beast!
[It suddenly shifts.]
The villages murmurs and congratulations stop abruptly.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Whoa!
[Hiccup springs back, terrified. He turns his blade on it.
Rattled, Hiccup creeps along the length of the weak, wounded
dragon, dagger poised to strike.
As he reaches the head, Hiccup finds the Night Fury staring
coldly at him. Hiccup tries to look away, but he's drawn back
to its unnerving, unflinching stare.
With the dragon safety tangled in the ropes, Hiccup jabs with
his dagger, puffing himself up with false bravado.]
HICCUP (CONT'D)
I'm going to kill you, Dragon. I'm
gonna cut out your heart and take
it to my father. I'm a Viking.
(BEAT)
I am a VIKING!
Toothless nudges Hiccup "forgive yourself already!".
Hiccup wasn't just worried about that. What's my father going to think of me when I release him?
[Hiccup raises the dagger, determined to prove his Viking-
ness. The dragon's labored breathing breaks Hiccup's clenched
concentration. He opens an eye, uncertainty leaking through.
The dragon holds the stare. Something profound is exchanged.
Finally, the Night Fury closes its eye and lowers its head,
resigned to its fate.
Hiccup tries to go through with it, holding the dagger
aloft... fighting himself... until finally lowering it with a
frustrated sigh.
He looks over the dragon's chaffed rope wounds.]
HICCUP (CONT'D)
(muttered, ashamed)
I did this.
Stoick looks confusingly at Hiccup "What are you doin' son?"
[He turns to leave. Pauses. And glances back at the dragon,
chest heaving.]
[Hiccup GRUMBLES. He checks over his shoulder to ensure that
no one is watching... then hurries back to cut the ropes.
The Night Fury's eye shoots open. With the dragon watching
his every move, Hiccup hurriedly saws through the bola ropes.]
Gasps echo in the room.
[As the last rope falls free, the Night Fury suddenly POUNCES!
In a blur, the dragon is upon him, pinning Hiccup down,
grazing his neck. Looking like it's about to kill him. Hiccup
is paralyzed. The dragon's breath ruffles his hair. Hiccup
opens his eyes to find the Night Fury's wolf-like stare
boring into him. The exchange is intense, profound.
The dragon draws a deep breath, as though it's about to torch
him, then lets out an ear-piercing scream instead. It turns
and takes flight, flapping violently through the canopy of
trees. It bashes against a nearby mountain side, recovers,
and drops out of view some distance away.
Winded, Hiccup struggles to his feet, staggers a few steps,
collapses to his knees, and faints.]
Stoick tries miserably at calming himself down.
Stoick bellows "HICCUP HORRENDOS HADDOK THE THIRD!". Hiccup winces, the dragons cower into the floor feeling only pity for the poor boy!
"WHAT IN THORS NAME DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?!"
"The right thing" Hiccup replies calmly not seeing the point in getting worked up about it or the conversation would go nowhere.
Hope Stands up "Stoick please sit back down and watch the movie, his reasoning will be showed why he did it later, great things come because of this simple action".
Hope glares as if saying if you don't sit back down I'm not afraid to kill you.
Stoick grumbles under his breath and sits back down.
Hiccup and Astrid snuggle closer into Toothless' scales.
Chapter 6 complete. This one is a little longer than the others but… I felt like doing it this long, I was feeling generous if that is even a thing. Till next time (more like tomorrow)…
-Hope signing off!