Dragons: Riders of Berk (2012–2014): Season 1, Episode 19 - We Are Family: Part 1 - full transcript

1x19 - We are Family /part 1/

Let's go, bud.

- Yeah.
- Wow.

- Cool.
- Wow.

- Wow, nice.
- He's pretty good.

Vikings have a strong
sense of community.

It's important for us
to be a part of family,

and to celebrate that connection.

- Happy Bork week, Magnus.
- And a good Bork week to you, Seamus.

Cheers!

Most importantly, a
spectacular Bork week



to you,
great-great-grandpa Bork.

- Best week of the year, eh, Gobber?
- Right up there with stump day.

Ahh! The good old days.

Brings tears to me eyes.

We could use a man
like Bork around here.

Tradition's a fine thing, Mildew.

But things have changed...
for the better, if you ask me.

I didn't.

We've come a long way from the time
when it was us or the dragons.

You might be a little less crusty
if you got used to that, Mildew.

I'll pass, thanks.

When are Bork's archives
going on display?

You've still got that dragon-gutting
dagger of his, don't you?

They'll all be in the great
hall tomorrow. Don't you worry.



That's why you brought us out here?

- To honk into the wind?
- Just wait, Snotlout.

Dragon calls.
Whatever.

Uh, guys?

Idiots.

- Snotlout.
- So stupid.

- Seriously?
- What? It's fun.

- Fine.
- Ugh, gone again.

And nothing. Can we go now?

You were saying?

Fine. I hate to admit it,
but that was pretty cool.

Not as cool as that
disappearing shiny thing.

You can never catch it.

Fishlegs, you wanna
show us your dragon call?

Thought you'd never ask.

The call of the Gronckle is as
unique as the dragon itself...

raw, guttural, intense,
yet with a subtle lilt.

J-j-just do it, already.

- Well done, Fishlegs.
- Oh, I'm not done. Watch this.

I don't even wanna know what
part of his body that came from...

- Or do I?
- I gotta take a knee.

- Wow, nice herd.
- Be home for dinner!

You're having granite!

- That's her favorite.
- Okay.

- Anybody think they can beat that?
- I'll give it a shot. Watch this.

- Good job, Astrid, first try.
- Uh, I have an important question.

Is it actually important this time?

Uh, yeah. It always is.
Like, why are we even doing this anyway?

- I don't get it.
- Well, first of all, you never know

when you're gonna be
separated from your dragon.

And the only way to
communicate is to call it.

- Sorry. Didn't get it.
- Second of all, it's Bork week,

and my dad asked us to
put on a dragon air parade.

Why do we care about
this Bork guy anyway?

Wasn't he a dragon killer?

Hey, Bork only killed
dragons in self-defense.

He studied them, wrote about them,
lived and breathed them.

And without him, there
would be no Book of dragons.

And without the Book of
dragons, there'd be no...

Reason for you to live?

Dragon academy, actually.

And there would be no
really cool dragon air show.

So when we do this
really cool dragon air show,

- who's he gonna fly with?
- I'm working on that.

♪ Bork, oh, Bork, we sing your song ♪

♪ the man who studied dragons long ♪

♪ without your work there'd be no Berk ♪

♪ woe's the day you went berserk ♪

Gotcha.

Mildew!

You don't sneak up on a man
with a hook for an arm.

Yeah, but I've got an emergency.

My wagon wheel just
snapped coming into town.

- My cabbage is all over the road!
- Can't it wait, Mildew?

I've got to get these archives
over to the great hall.

But my cabbage, Gobber!

What ever happened to customer service?

All right.

Hmm... wha...

You touch that dagger and I'll
show you how well it works.

I wish there were other
Night Furies for you, bud.

There you are.
Hey, check out my Nadders.

I finally got them flying
in perfect formation.

Wow, yeah, that's...
that's great.

- Hiccup?
- I've just been thinking,

Stormfly has other Nadders.

Hookfang has a whole herd
of Monstrous Nightmares.

And Toothless has...
Toothless has no one.

He has you. And he looks
pretty happy, if you ask me.

- You know what I mean.
- Hiccup, Toothless will be fine.

Oh, yeah, I almost forgot.

Your father and Gobber
are looking for you.

They wanna see you in the
great hall. They looked serious.

Yeah, great.
Happy Bork week to me.

- Okay, this is weird.
- Hiccup, come forward,

and hold out your hands.

Uh, dad, Gobber, other
scary looking Vikings,

I'd just like to say, in my own defense,

that I cannot control Snotlout
or the twins 24 hours a day.

This isn't about
those jokers, Hiccup.

It's something really good.

Now then, Hiccup, as you
know, Bork week has begun...

the first one since we
made peace with the dragons.

So it has been decided that
from this moment forward,

all things dragon-related,
including Bork's life's work,

shall be entrusted to
you and the academy.

This is where the Book
of dragons started.

Everything he ever wrote on
the subject is in these notes...

Personal thoughts, feelings,
fears, even some delicious recipes.

Whoa. I...
I don't know what to say.

- Thank you, dad. This is...
- Son, this is a big part of our history.

You and the dragons are
a big part of our future.

It's now up to you to take care of both.

Gobber...

- Gobber!
- Right.

They're yours now.

Whoa. Toothless, look at
all this, bud. It's amazing.

These are his personal notes.

Everything he observed about
dragons is right here...

Along with some rather
interesting sketches

of his neighbors.
Can't unsee that.

This is all on the Night Fury.
It's all about you, bud.

Bork didn't put any of
this in the Book of dragons.

"My studies lead my to conclude
that an entire island exists

teaming with mysterious Night Furies.
I call this land the Isle of Night."

An island... filled with Night Furies.

Toothless, we have to find that island.

If we do, we find your family.

So let me get this straight.
To find this island,

- we have to find Bork's cave?
- His last known place of residence.

- Who would live in a cave?
- Who wouldn't?

There must be something in there

about the Isle of Night
and where we can find it.

Bork's note said his cave
was cut into the mountains

right above Odin's shield.

Right there!
That must be it.

Um, so wait, so how do we
know what we're looking for?

It's a cave. Look for a big
hole in the side of a mountain.

- Hole, check.
- Mountain, on it.

You know, we don't have
to bring them every time.

What in the world was that?

That is a Changewing call, my friend.
Surprised you didn't know that.

I would've if it sounded like one.
This is a Changewing.

- Bet you can't do a Thunderdrum.
- Please. At least challenge me.

- Fishlegs, quit it.
- Ow!

Stop it! Stop!

- Ow, you sound terrible!
- Okay, okay.

Enough, Fishlegs. That's good.

Hey, I found an opening.

That Bork was a dweeb, but boy,
he could climb like a mountain goat.

Fishlegs, I thought we agreed
to ease up on the dragon calls.

Actually, that wasn't me.
Mine's far more authentic.

- You wanna tell that to him?
- Head for the cave!

- Wait. What cave?
- We just saw it!

- There was a hole.
- Yeah, and now the hole's gone.

Snotlout, Ruff, and Tuff,
you guys look for the cave opening.

We'll lure the Thunderdrum away.

Fishlegs, Thunderdrum call!

Wish you'd make up your mind.

Fishlegs!

It was right here.
I swear it was.

Oh, no!

Hey, hey! Put me down!
Hookfang!

Way to go, Hookfang!

Go away, Hookfang!

Okay. Little help here.

Go see what you can find.
We'll keep this guy busy.

- What about Snotlout?
- Ooh! Not feeling the trust!

Ruff! Tuff!

- On it.
- On it.

You're giving me the twins?

Okay! I'll take the twins!
Unh!

Go!

Carefull, bud.

Bork's cave, this is it.
We have to hurry, bud.

Thank you! If I survive, I can
help you fine tune that call.

Oh, here's an idea.
We could blast him out.

- Yeah! Let's blast him!
- What? No! No blasting!

Blasting bad!
Blasting hurt!

Long was down...

Much better, thank you.

There's gotta be something here.

Thanks, bud.
What is that?

Toothless, it's a map...
to the Isle of Night!

We found it, bud! Okay.

I gotta get this down.

What was that?

No, no, no, no, no, come on!
I need more time.

That's it.
We have to get out of here.

- Hiccup's trapped.
- I'm in a tough spot here myself.

I know you think our plan
didn't work, but believe

me, this Changewing is
playing right into our hand.

Sorry.
I don't believe you.

Stupid drag...

Oh, no.

Well, this is just great.
We're trapped.

And you can't use your shots without
bringing the whole ceiling down.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
What was that?

Whoa.

Okay, where are you going?
How are you seeing?

Yes! We got it!
Thanks, bud.

- Somebody call for backup?
- Hiccup, you made it!

Please don't ask me how,
because I have no idea.

We got this.
Go help Snotlout.

Aw, you made a new friend.

Yeah, it's not as
friendly as it looks.

Hookfang, now!

Now that's how you rescue somebody.

Hey, everything went
exactly as we planned.

Yeah. Keep the Changewing
busy until Hiccup shows up.

I still can't believe
you guys survived that cave-in.

Neither can I.
I mean, it was all Toothless.

He... he sent out this
weird sound, it bounced back

toward us, and somehow he
used it to find his way out.

I don't get it.
How do you use sound to guide you?

I do it all the time.

Whenever I hear your
voice, I go the other way.

- So did you find anything?
- Only a map...

- To the Isle of Night.
- Nice! When do we we leave?

First thing in the morning.
By this time tomorrow, bud,

you are going to be
knee-deep in Night Furies.

It says there's a reason that

there's only Night
Furies on that island.

Turns out you guys aren't
so friendly to other dragons.

"Herds of Night Furies can be
extremely hostile to other species."

If the other kids come
with me on their dragons...

Well, looks like it's
just you and me, bud.

Well, this is it, Toothless.

You're finally gonna
see you're not alone.

Next stop, the Island of night.

- Where's Hiccup?
- It is morning, right?

He wouldn't... would he?

- I'm sorry to bother you, sir.
- Oh, it's not a problem, Astrid.

Just doing my morning woodwork.
It's quite relaxing.

Um, sir, have you seen Hiccup?

Well, I woke up and
he was already gone.

Should I tell him
you're looking for him?

How about I just leave
him a note in his room?

Ah, well, be my guest.

Hiccup must've copied
the map from his notebook...

- Fortunately.
- Yes!

Relax, bud.
Trust me. If this map is right,

you're gonna like what we find here.

Are you ready?

Okay. Here goes.

I can't believe it.
Did you hear that?

Bork was right.

Go get 'em, Toothless.

It's okay. Go, go.
I'm right behind you.

Something's not right.

Toothless, come back!

Toothless, no!

Alvin.

Amazingly realistic,
wouldn't you say, Hiccup?

Let go of him!

- What do you want?
- I want me own dragon trainer.

And by the looks of it, I've got him.

I am not going to
train your dragons, Alvin.

Oh, I think you will.

And once you have,
I'll use 'em to destroy Berk.

- Take him!
- I don't understand.

How did you do this?

Mildew, open up!

I've got your wheel,
and she's good as new. Home delivery!

You don't get better
customer service than this.

Oh, come on, you cranky old...
I know you're in there.

What in the name of Odin's skivvies?

Has anyone seen Hiccup?
Where are you lot off to?

- Uh, just a training exercise.
- Ah-ha.

Fishlegs?

We're going to the Isle of Night
to look for Hiccup.

It's an island full of Night Furies,

could be dangerous, maybe not.
Wanna come?

There you are, Stoick.
Strangest thing at Mildew's place.

It's completely cleared
out, no sign of him anywhere.

- Mildew, what are you doing here?
- Ah, look at ya.

The brightest boy on the island,
and yet, here you are,

trapped by a silly
old man and his sheep.

- How could you do this?
- You did it, Hiccup.

You believed our Bork notes.
You followed the map we drew.

You walked right into our trap,
all for the love of a dragon.

Mm, maybe you'll think twice next time

about where you place your loyalties.

There won't be a next time.
Raise the sails!

We're headed home...
to Outcast island.

To be continued...