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Hiccup: Thank you guys for being here during this trying time. It's just so sad to think that he's gone...
Snotlout: You thought he was a dick.
Hiccup: I did not!
Tuffnut: I definitely heard you call him a dick.
Ruffnut: So did I.
Heather: Not to interrupt, but everyone does see the dead body in the room, right?
Astrid: It's just Mildew, Heather.
Heather: It's Mildew's corpse. It's Mildew's dead corpse.
Fishlegs: What were you expecting? It's his wake. Haven't you ever seen a dead body before?
Heather: Of course not!
Snotlout: Thor, the Berserkers are weird.
Ruffnut: You can touch his face if you want.
Heather: I don't want - why would I want?!
Ruffnut: It's nice.
Heather: Stop it! Stop touching Mildew's dead corpse!
Astrid: Calm down Heather, we're all going be one some day.
Heather: Oh, thanks, Astrid! Yeah, that's helped!
Snotlout: It really makes you think, doesn't it? Death... makes you want to do everything... and try everything...
Fishlegs: What's going on, Snotlout?
Snotlout: Want to see something class? *pulls out a box of scones*
Astrid: Scones?
Snotlout: Aye.
Astrid: What's so class about scones?
Tuffnut: Scones are lovely.
Fishlegs: Aye, I like scones!
Snotlout: These aren't just any old scones. These are funny scones.
Ruffnut: They do look like a crack-up, to be fair.
Fishlegs: They're drug scones! He's put the drugs in the scones!
Snotlout: Too fucking right I have. I wanted to do brownies, but this was the only recipe my ma had. Besides, everyone knows drugs aren't illegal when you put them into food.
Hiccup: Is that right? I don't think that's right.
Mrs Ingerman: *entering* Any cups up here? *snatches the box of scones* I'll take those downstairs. *leaves*
Hiccup:
Astrid:
Tuffnut:
Fishlegs:
Ruffnut:
Heather:
Snotlout: WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!