Dragons: Race to the Edge (2015–2018): Season 1, Episode 10 - Have Dragon Will Travel, Part 1 - full transcript

[Hiccup] This changes everything.

Well, that's strange.

I don't recall ever seeing a dragon
that looked quite like that one.

[roaring]

What is it, Mulch? You have that look.
I don't like it when you have that look!

Off! Get off! Go!

[clamoring]

[all screaming]

Bucket, what do you see?

Something I wish I hadn't, Mulch.

[indistinct chatter]



Okay, now remember, gang
we're only taking

absolute necessities to Dragon's Edge.

[laughs] I guess
we're leaving you behind, Fishlegs.

You're better than that, Snotlout.

Oh, wait. No, you're not.

Come on, girl, you can do it.
Lift with your legs.

Fishlegs.

What? Berk granite
has a nicer finish.

And trust me,
you want the nicer finish.

[farting]

[coughs]

Point illustrated.

[grunts] Not bad. That's a two.
Do it again.

Yeah, three.
I still think we could do better.



Yes, we can!

Ouch!

Yeah, that is a four.

Yep. One, two, three, four.

I'll tag it and bag it.

[slurred] Any of you four need anything,
I'll be right here.

Which one of the usual suspects
was out sinking boats

on their dragon this morning?
I have my suspicions.

Sinking boats?

Bucket and Mulch saw the whole thing.

And don't try convincing me

that there's anyone else
in the archipelago

who could pull something like this off!

Well? I'm waiting.

It was me, Chief!
I couldn't control myself. I had to do it.

What's wrong with me?
Why do I do things like this?

Why doesn't anybody do anything
to stop me?

Can't you all see
that it's a desperate cry for help?

[sobs]

What are you talking about?
None of that happened.

I know.
I always wanted to confess to something.

I didn't overdo it, did I?

Overall, you seemed grounded,
but still it was a little hard to believe.

Grr.

Dad, we've been together all morning.
It couldn't have been one of us.

Well, if it wasn't, we have a much more
serious problem on our hands.

Rogue dragon rider?

Not good, not good at all.

It isn't.
And we need to find out who it is.

Okay, gang, let's spread out!

I've been thinking
about this rogue dragon rider.

-Dagur.
-It makes sense.

If Dagur has a dragon
and is attacking ships,

then who's to say we won't be next?

Hiccup! You got to see this.

Those are some deep gashes.

Any idea what it could be?

This dragon is extremely powerful.

It has the slashing attack
of a Speed Stinger

yet from the depth of the strikes

it appears to be as strong
as a Typhoomerang.

You guys, you find anything else?

[Ruffnut] Yeah!

This ship has been stripped
of everything valuable.

-Nothing over here. Right, sis?
-Nope, no-thing.

Zilch. Not a thing in front,
behind, or to either side of us.

You know I can see that, don't you?

Alright, but we get to keep it.

Yeah, finders keepers.

Losers...

Losers don't get this
'cause it's way too cool for a loser.

Yeah.

-A barb!
-That looks like one of Stormfly's.

Which means the dragon
could belong to the Sharp Class.

In fact, I'd bet my Meatlug on it!

No, don't worry. It's just an expression.

I'd never do that.

Tuff.

[screams]

Ah, you!

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Good game, Hiccup! You think of something,
we'll try to guess what it is.

If we do, we get a prize.

Think away, my good man.
And let the game begin.

Let me see.
I'm thinking you two are muttonheads.

Yes! I win!

I was actually thinking,
if we find the dragon, we find the rider.

And I have a pretty good idea
of how we can find the dragon.

[Bucket]
Sharp! Did I say that it's sharp?

I know, Bucket.
We've gone over that 20 times.

Well, it's got a very long tail.
And it can tie itself into a knot.

Yes. Yes, that's right.

And two large wings to slice.

-So?
-I've never seen anything like this

in Book of Dragons or Bork's papers.

But there is one place
we haven't looked yet.

So, I'm thinking,
since Stormfly is also a Sharp Class--

Her magnesium blast
could possibly illuminate some information

about this new dragon.

[Astrid] Stormfly, easy now.

Just enough to light it up.

[Fishlegs] Deadly Nadder.
I missed this the first time.

Who has chalk?
I have to translate it.

Fishlegs, now's not the time.

Speed Stinger! One of my favorites.
There's so much to learn.

Oh, my Thor!

I know, Fishlegs. I got it. Later.

-That's it!
-It's called a Razorwhip.

Okay, Fishlegs, do your thing.

Okay. Razorwhip. "Sharp Class dragon.
Long, spiny, barbed tail.

Very aggressive. Very dangerous."

Yeah, we got that.
Give us something new.

-You want to do this, Snotlout?
-Duh! I would.

But I'm just--
I don't feel like it right now.

Continuing on, this symbol indicates

it can use its tail
to wrap around a victim

and literally squeeze
the life out of them.

Unless it's in a hurry.
Then it just slices you in half.

Punch me, because I must be dreaming.

Fishlegs, is there anything
about it that won't kill us?

-How about its eyeballs?
-No. Poisonous tears.

Poisonous! Love it!

Poison's fantastic.

Anything that might help us locate it?

"Top speed, mating rituals,
oral hygiene, feeding habits--"

Go back to that one.

-Oral hygiene?
-Feeding habits.

If we figure out what this thing eats,
then we might figure out where it eats.

-Sea slugs!
-Where?

It eats sea slugs.

Slugs? I hate those slimy monsters.

They're just snails without homes.
Giant homeless snails!

We've come across a few islands
that are crawling with sea slugs.

Hopefully, our Razorwhip's hungry.

And hungry for sea slugs, not Vikings.

I have a good feeling about this island.

That's what you said
about the last five islands!

I'm a "yak bladder half full" kind of guy.

I don't mean to burst your yak bladder,

but what will we do
if we actually find this Razorwhip?

You can marry it.

What if Dagur's riding it?

Then Ruffnut can have him.
It will be complicated,

but I will one day learn
to love him as my own.

Um, Tuffnut--

Like a little babe, a child that I carry
in my arms. But he's too heavy.

-Guys, look! Smoke!
-A campfire.

This dragon builds campfires?

Give me the "Twins serve a purpose"
speech again.

Yeah! I've only heard
the "Twins are muttonheads" speech,

which is also very good.

-Okay.
-Okay, or you don't have to.

-Could be the loot from the ship.
-These gashes look familiar.

Gang, search the island
for our rogue rider and his Razorwhip.

He can't be far away.

Fishlegs and Meatlug,
signal if they come back.

You got it.

Meatlug, ordinarily, I would pretend
to be upset at being left behind,

but to be honest, this time I just feel
a lot safer being here with you.

All right, sis,
you look left and I'll look right.

Wait! My left or your left?

We have the same left.

-We're twins.
-Right.

We're never going to find this thing.

All I see are trees!

All I see is my dream of spending
my golden years with a Razorwhip

vanishing right before my eyes.

Help!

Oh, ouch, ah!

An eight?

That is way too many Ruffn--

Whoa!

[snarls]

These tracks look pretty fresh.
Stay sharp, Stormfly.

Stormfly?

Chicken?

Oh, no!

Huh?

Take us down, Hookfang! Hurry!

I knew we should've gone
before we left.

Can't a Viking get some privacy?

Hookfang! Oh, gah! Oh, no!

[screaming]

Hookfang!

[grunting]

What is it, bud?

Nice work, Toothless!

[roars]

Let's get him, bud!

Toothless, look out!

Whoa!

Look out!

Toothless, give me all you've got!

Now, Toothless!

I wouldn't do that
if I were you.

[growling]

I wouldn't, either.

Heather?

You rolled me into a river!

You trapped me in a cave!

You left me dangling in a tree!

I have to admit, the chicken move
brought back some memories.

I'm sure Heather has a really good reason
for doing what she did. Right?

I've been living on my own here for years
and made enemies.

I didn't want you to be involved.
I needed to send you back to Berk.

You couldn't have just said that?

-Would you have listened?
-She has a point. We're stubborn.

I don't listen to anyone!

Whatever problems you have,
whatever enemies you've made, we can help.

You don't have to be
out here anymore.

Hiccup, please, just let this go.

We have a base not far from here.
Come back with us.

Nothing permanent. We'll get you
some provisions and catch up.

You can see how you like it.

[low growl]

Whoa.

Razorwhip. This is the best dream ever.

Like I can reach out and touch it.

I can reach out and touch it!

Cold, scaly.

I, Tuffnut Thorston, take thee, Razorwhip,

whatever your last name is,
insert it here,

to be my-- Oh, hey, Heather.

What are you doing in my dream?
At my wedding.

-I didn't put you on the list.
-You're not dreaming, Tuff.

Oh!

Well, in that case,
Razorwhip attack! Run!

I see nothing has changed.

Yeah, same story, different year.

-Let's head over to Dragon's Edge.
-Not gonna give up?

-Not likely.
-Okay, Dragon's Edge it is.

You'll love it!

-Where did you find her?
-More importantly, can we ride it?

Did you miss me? I think you did.
That's why you threw that tree at me.

Playing hard to get. Me likey.

Aah! [groans]

Never mind him. How did you
train a Razorwhip? Incredible!

Actually, I owe a lot to you.

-To us?
-To me. She meant to me.

How much more obvious can she be?

Women. I totally understand them.
[grunts]

Okay, great. Check you later!

-When I found Windshear--
-Awesome name!

I bet you ride like the wind,
shearing through it.

Get it? I used both of the words
in its name to explain

why he's called that.

[Hiccup] Oh, gods.

Anyway, when I found her, she'd been
hurt in a fight with a Typhoomerang.

Windshear held her own. But she needed
to be nursed back to health.

When she was better, I used the training
you guys taught me on Berk.

We've become the perfect team.
We're unstoppable.

Look at her!
No one can take us down.

And if they try, they'll be sorry for it.

Ha! I guess she's pretty cool,
but not as cool as this.

Hookfang, flame up!

That's cute. Windshear, tail slice!

Oh, gah!

Ha! What's so great about--
[screams]

Okay, we'll call it a draw.

What else can she do?

Her breath can burn the flesh off
a human from 100 feet.

Get me outta here?

One single blade of her tail
is as deadly as the sharpest battle-ax.

Great having Heather back. She's so...

I don't know, intense, hardcore.
I love it!

It's great.

She's definitely grown up
since the last time we saw her.

Hiccup, it's been three years.
We were just kids. We've all grown up.

Yeah, but she was so sweet,
and now she's so-- I don't know.

Edgy? What's wrong with that?
I like it.

There's edgy
and then there's destroying ships.

Which I still need to ask her about.

Wait until I ask her about her battle-ax.

I want her to show me
how to make one for myself.

Let's do this!

Is that all you got?

See? Hardcore.
[screams]

I don't suppose
you want to talk to her, bud?

Yeah, thanks again for everything.

Eat up, girl. You'll need all
your strength for what we've got coming.

-We should probably talk.
-Sure, about what?

About the ship
that you and Windshear destroyed.

Oh.

-That ship.
-Heather, what are you doing?

I'm just taking care of business.
Nothing to worry about.

But I do worry about it.
If dragons are attacking ships, I worry.

Look, a lot has happened
in the last few years.

We're not kids anymore.
Everything's changed.

-This isn't you. It can't be!
-It is now.

The last time you saw me, I--

Never mind.

-If you want me to leave--
-I didn't say that.

No, whatever it is you're going through,
we can help. All of us.

-There's another way.
-You're so sweet.

Thank you, Hiccup.

You've always been a great friend to me.

Hey, hey. Sh!

It's okay.

Sorry, guys. Nothing personal.

Okay, bud, let's get some answers.

Come on, just turn around.
Let me see your face.

Okay, this is getting strange.

Thank you, Johann.
It's a pleasure doing business with you.

The feeling is quite mutual, Miss Heather.

I can assure you,
I enjoy our every transaction.

[growls]

Toothless!

Okay, Johann,
let's see what we can get out of you.

I'm sorry, Master Hiccup,
I've been sworn to secrecy.

Chief of the headhunting Asmat tribe
from Papua New Guinea

couldn't part these lips!

How about Stoick the Vast
of the Hooligan tribe from Berk?

Do you know what trade sanctions are?

Two words that should never be used
in the same sentence?

Right! Where shall I begin?

Let's start with why Heather
is out attacking ships.

It would have something to do
with her entire village,

including her own family,

being decimated by a rather nasty group
of undesirables.

She's made it her personal mission
to avenge her island and her family.

By sinking and looting ships?

She's not looting.

She's redistributing back to the victims
of those horrible crimes.

Every ship Heather attacks

means they'll get back
some of what they've lost.

Of course, lost loved ones
can't be replaced.

But why? Why now? Why her?

Many "whys," Master Hiccup.

None of which I can address
at this very moment.

-Why do we do this?
-Sorry?

You know you'll tell me.
I know you'll tell me.

So why not save us
both the trouble and just--

I suppose you do have a point.

Picture, if you will, a brilliant
sunny day on the Emerald Isle of Karantha

when I received
a mysterious correspondence

from a little boy. Yet again--

-Johann! Where is Heather going?
-[growls]

It's not merely where she's going,
Master Hiccup,

it's who she's going after.

There! There it is, Windshear.

Remember, girl, we're doing this
for my mom and dad. For our whole village.

I want my face to be the last thing
Dagur ever sees.

What in the name of Thor?

Sir, that dragon's been circling
up there for a while.

[Dagur] Hm.

Never seen one of those before.

Nor have I.
What should we do?

Well, you know what I always say.
When in doubt, take it out.

Fire!

[indistinct shouting]

Wait for it, wait for it.

Now!

No!

[men cheering]

Reel in that spiny menace!

Whoa!

Well, hello, Heather.

Pull harder! She can be useful to us!

Very useful.

[chuckles]

We got this, girl!

[growls]

Or not.

[growls]

[indistinct shouting]

[growling]

[chain clanking]

[grunting]

[growling]

[laughs evilly]

[gasps]

[grunting]

Heather!