How to Train Your Dragon (2010)
Jonah Hill: Snotlout
[Hiccup prepares to open one of the dragon pens]
Fishlegs : If you're planning on getting eaten, I'd definitely go with the Gronkle.
[Hiccup turns in surprise and sees his entire class lined up behind him]
Tuffnut : [approaching] You were wise to seek help from the world's most deadly weapon...
Hiccup : Um...
Tuffnut : It's me.
Snotlout : [shoves Tuffnut aside] I love this plan!
Hiccup : I... didn't...
Ruffnut : [shoves Snotlout aside] You're crazy!
[leans in, flirtatiously]
Ruffnut : I like that...
Astrid : [firmly yanks her away] So... what is the plan?
Snotlout : If that dragon shows either of its faces, I'm gonna... there!
[He and Tuffnut throw their buckets of water]
[the gas clears]
Ruffnut : Hey! It's us, idiots!
Tuffnut : Your butts are getting bigger! We thought you were a dragon!
Snotlout : Not that there's anything wrong with a dragon-esque fig...
[Astrid punches Snotlout, Ruffnut throws her bucket at Tuffnut's head]
Hiccup : [watching the dragons take off with their livestock] Okay, but I hit a Night Fury.
[Stoick grabs him and begins hauling him up the hill]
Hiccup : Ahh, it's not like the last few times, Dad, I mean, I *really* actually hit it! You guys were busy and I had a very clear shot, it went down just off Raven Point. Let's get a search party out there before it...
Stoick : STOP! Just... stop. Everytime you step outside, disaster falls. Can you not see that I have bigger problems? Winter is almost here and I have an entire village to feed!
Hiccup : Eh, between you and me, the village could do with a little *less* feeding, don't you think?
[the Vikings behind him touch their stomachs self-consciously]
Stoick : This isn't a joke, Hiccup! Agh, why can't you follow the simplest orders?
Hiccup : I - I can't stop myself! I see a dragon and I have to just... kill it, you know? It's who I am, Dad.
Stoick : Oh, you are many things, Hiccup. But a dragon killer is not one of them. Get back to the house.
Stoick : Make sure he gets there! I have his mess to clean up.
[Gobber smacks Hiccup upside the head to get him walking]
Tuffnut : [to Hiccup] Quite the performance.
Snotlout : I've never seen anyone mess up that badly. That *helped*!
Hiccup : Thank you, thank you, I was trying, so...
Snotlout : [to Astrid, during training] So anyway, uh, I moved into my parents' basement? You should come by some time to work out. You look like you work out!
[his shield is knocked out by a Gronkle's fireball]
Gobber : Snotlout, you're done!
Hiccup : [to Astrid] So I guess it's just you and me, huh?
Astrid : Nope, just you.
[she dodges away and Hiccup's shield is hit by the Gronkle's fire]
Gobber : [Slapping a thick book on the table] The Dragon Manual. Everything we know about every dragon we know of.
Gobber : No attacks tonight. Study up.
Tuffnut : Wait, you mean *read*?
Ruffnut : While we're still alive?
Snotlout : Why read words when you can just kill the stuff the words tell you stuff about?
Fishlegs : [eagerly] Oh! I've read it like, seven times. There's this water dragon that sprays boiling water at your face, and, and there's this other one, that buries itself for like a week...
Tuffnut : [interrupting] Yeah, that sounds great. There was a chance I was gonna read that...
Ruffnut : But, now...?
Snotlout : [on top of the Green Death, whacking its eyes with his hammer] I can't miss! What's wrong, buddy? Got somethin' in your eye?
Gobber : And with one twist, he took my hand and swallowed it whole. And I saw the look on his face. I was delicious! He must have passed the word, because it wasn't a month before another one of them took my leg!
[gestures to his fake leg]
Fishlegs : Isn't it weird to think that your hand was inside a dragon? Like if your mind was still in control of it, you could have killed that dragon from the inside, by... crushing its heart, or something.
Snotlout : I swear, I'm so angry right now! I'll avenge your beautiful hand and your beautiful foot. I'll chop off the legs of every dragon I fight... with my face!
Gobber : Uh-uh-uh, no. It's the wings and the tails you really want. If it can't fly, it can't get away. A *downed* dragon... is a dead dragon.