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Hiccup: I ran into Tuffnut in the kitchen at 1 AM last night and when I asked him what he was doing, he looked me dead in the eyes, said “these are my roaming hours,” and wandered off, strumming vaguely on his guitar.
During HTTYD 1:
Snotlout: We can’t tell you because you’re not a member of the club.
Hiccup: What club?
Snotlout: The hating Hiccup club.
Hiccup: …The fuck? I should be the leader of that club!
Astrid: What does a winner do when life gives them lemons?
Snotlout: Um, make lemonade?
Astrid: No, they squeeze them right back into life’s eyes!
Ruffnut: *spits mouthful of blood onto floor* You’ve become far more powerful since we last crossed paths.
Dentist: Please stop, there’s literally a sink right next to you.
Gustav: How would you guys deal with a toxic friend?
Fishlegs: Tell them how you really feel.
Hiccup: Slowly distance yourself from them.
Astrid: Engage in a 1v1 sword battle and if they lose they have to stop being toxic or pay the price.
Gustuv, being handed a sword: … well heck.
Tuffnut: I think it’s time I get my life in order.
Hiccup, narrating: But they did not get their life in order. In fact, they got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.
Fishlegs: I fell—
Snotlout: From heaven?
Fishlegs: No, I literally fell—
Snotlout: In love with me the moment you saw me?
Fishlegs: MY ARM IS BROKEN!
Snotlout: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.
Heather: What are the hardest things to say?
Astrid: I was wrong.
Hiccup: I need help.
Tuffnut: Worcestershire sauce!
Trigger Words…
(The worst things to say to the gang)
Astrid: “I’m putting my foot down!”
Snotlout: “Snot-hat…”
Hiccup: “Kill the dragons!”
Tuffnut: “Tears…”
Ruffnut: “You can’t do that, it’s crazy!”
Fishlegs: “Books are useless.”
(Thor Bonecrusher: activated)
Heather: I want us to be more than friends…
Fishlegs: Best friends?
Heather: More than that.
Fishlegs: Mega best friends?
Heather: This is a mug
Astrid: Here you go, Heather, a nice hot cup of coffee! Heather: It's cold. Astrid: A nice cup of coffee. Heather: It's horrible! Astrid: Cup of coffee. Heather: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee. Astrid: C U P.