All language subtitles for 4x12 - Maces and Talons (1).EN

This changes everything.

Fishlegs, flaming boulder!

Ugh.

See, girl?
I told you we'd have time to eat.

Ah!

Arrows coming next, guys!

Ugh.

Gah!

Bud, let's set these guys free.

I keep saying, "Don't underestimate them."

And what do you do?
You underestimate them!

Someone is giving them information.
Someone who knows our every move.

Sorry about this, Snotlout.

Hookfang!

Well, that had to be embarrassing.

Who knew you had such a feminine scream?

Whoa! Whoa!

Really? Her, he saves?

Thanks a lot, Hookfang.

I know I'm not as stocky
or annoying as Snotlout,

but let's try and work together, okay?

- Ugh!
- They're down! Pull them aboard.

Okay, Snotlout,
you gas, I spark.

I got it, I got it! Okay!

Yeah!

Yes! How awesome are we?

Um, let me think. Totally awesome!
That's who we are.

All right!

When you're done handing out
the Viking of the Year awards,

you mind getting us outta here?

- Shall we?
- We shall.

- That was...
- Indescribable.

You! Get off my dragon.

Actually, my boy, Snot, and I
are gonna hang for a bit.

You know, relive the glory of battle.

You don't mind riding Hookfang,
do you, sis?

Ugh! Come on, Hookfang.

Finish her!

Single spine shot, girl.

Sorry, Windshear,
but this has to look real.

It's okay, girl. Just nicked you.

What were you doing up there?

You have something to say, Ryker?

Something didn't look right.

Which part?
You giving her a heads-up I was there?

Or you doing nothing, leaving me exposed?

- Now, now. Let's not get crazy.
- You're talking to me about crazy?

Let me put it another way.

If you touch one hair on my sister's head,

I'll run you through
and wear your rib cage as my battle armor.

We're headed back to the island.

On whose orders?

Viggo's.

He's waiting.

Good. We'll let him settle this.

- Whoo.
- What do you know about Viggo?

Just that he's pretty much
the opposite of Rykie.

- How so?
- Svelte. Smart. And, when I say smart,

I mean supposedly cleverer than me,
which is almost inconceivable,

it's really hard to fathom
and I'm still gonna need some proof.

It's impossible. Who could be...

But that's what they say.

Oh! And he loves the art of the kill.
Loves it!

And when he puts you to sleep,
he's like a fart in the wind,

you never see it coming.

- What does Ryker say about him?
- Not much.

I think the big boss
scares the little guy.

Scared of his own little bro.

Sad. Nothing worse than a family rift.

Oh, uh...

How great is it that you're here, huh?
That we're here? Together?

What were you doing up there?

Ha! Gotcha!

You are too easy.

- Now, let's go meet this...
- Viggo Grimborn.

Ooh, now I've got the shiveries.

Ooh!

Did you see that look on Ryker's face?

I was like, "Tuff, now!"
And, you were like...

"Your wish is my command,
Snotman!" And then...

- Bam!
- Bam!

We have to pull Heather out.

If I hadn't reacted,
her cover would have been blown.

I wanted her out weeks ago
and somebody talked me into...

I know I did.
But, things were different then.

- How?
- It's way too dangerous.

- It's always been way too dangerous.
- This has gotten crazy, Hiccup.

And, she hasn't even met up
with this Viggo character.

Exactly. Viggo Grimborn
leads the Dragon Hunters.

If we can take him down,

the whole Dragon Hunter army will be
without a leader and they will collapse.

You are so tough and nutty.

And you are so lout and snotty!

- Ha-ha! Blugh. Ugh.
- Bleh. Bleh. Ha-ha-ha!

If something happens to Heather...

Nothing is going to happen to her.
She's way too smart for that.

And if she thought for a second
that they were onto her,

Windshear would get her out.

Besides, what do you think she would do
if we tried to pull her out of there?

Exactly. She'd never go for it.
You have to remember that.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Best time ever!

Oh, my Thor.

I cannot believe
you just said that!

Me neither!

Did we just
think each other's thoughts?

I think we just did.
'Cause that's what I just thought.

- You know what that means?
- I have no idea.

We just became
official best friends.

What? I have never had
an official best friend!

Always unofficial acquaintances.

Well, you do now. Come on.

Bring it in,
but this time, for the real thing.

Ah, ah!

It's good. It's good, it's real.
It's real enough.

Ugh! Will you two please
take it somewhere else?

I can't hear myself think!

Hey, you wanna go someplace
where nobody can tell us off?

I thought you'd never ask.

Uh, It's perfect.
Where did you find this place?

I like to say it found me.

Great story.
Now, what shall we call this Shangri-La?

"The Awesome Viking
Cave Club North East."

This is too real! It's getting so real.

Boom!

They say there are two ways to be fooled.
One is to believe what isn't true.

The other is to refuse to believe what is.

"Maces and Talons."

I began playing with my grandfather
when I was just a boy.

I always insisted upon being
the Honorable Viking Chief.

I could never understand how
he bested me time and time again.

For years,
I assumed his skill transcended mine.

I believed what wasn't true.

But, you see,
in "Maces and Talons," as in life,

the line between good and evil
is often unclear.

Black and white can become gray so easily.

What one soul considers evil,
another might consider righteous.

The Honorable Chief who fails
to see this is found to be... the fool.

Welcome. Brother! You must be weary.

The dragon trade is exhausting business.

Even more so when profits wane
because inventory goes missing.

Uh, Viggo, I only borrowed the hide
to exchange for food.

It wasn't missing for more than a day.

Oh, thank you, Viggo. Thank you.

We're not animals.

Rest. Much to discuss tomorrow.

She can stay.

Come. Walk with me.

My brother's treated you well, I trust?

You forgave that man.

I wasn't expecting that.

Forgiveness. Not really
a sound business practice, now, is it?

Trust, however, is imperative, Heather.

And, there simply cannot be
a traitor among us.

A man will never know
how far he's willing to go

until he steps to the edge and looks down.

Wouldn't you agree?

Ah, I suppose, metaphorically.

I've always hated the use of metaphors.

Now, down to business.

- I need your assistance, my dear.
- You do?

Yes. In exposing this wrongdoer
who is in our midst.

Oh, of course.
Do you have any ideas of who it is?

Unfortunately, yes.

Ryker has always been a bit jealous
of the power structure

amongst the Dragon Hunters
and his role in that hierarchy.

That type of ambition
can often cloud the mind.

- So, you think it's Ryker?
- I'm not entirely certain.

See, your brother claims to know
these Dragon Riders well,

yet they always seem a step ahead of us.

I would never suggest
turning on one's own family...

But if Dagur is standing
in the way of your... of our success,

that is not to be tolerated.

Couldn't have put it better myself.

Nor is it tolerable if this wrongdoer
is my own flesh and blood.

I'm so pleased that we are able
to see eye to eye on this, Heather.

I was going to ask if I could trust you,
but you've made that question unnecessary.

Will you see what you can uncover?

Excellent. In the meantime, I'd like you
to join me in a most delicate "retrieval."

But, we must keep it to ourselves.

Tell me, have you ever
encountered a Flightmare?

As a matter of fact, I have.
And I can even tell you where to find one.

Ugh.

Who is it?

Let me in! Astrid is driving me nuts.

No can do, poo. This is a private club.

To gain entrance you would have to...

Hang on a second.

It's your sister and she has
the Dragon Eye. Should I let her in?

Hmm.

Well, I am kinda bored.

Wait. We could do dragon shadow puppets.

No! Stop! Stop!

This place is a dump.

It's a fixer...

Great bones, though.

So, how'd you get your
grubby little hands on that thing?

I just told one Mr. Hiccup Haddock
that I was taking it.

And because he puts his full
and unwavering trust in me,

he handed it over with pleasure.

Fine. I stole it when he was chasing
Bjorn Boar out of his hut.

What are you doing with the Dragon Eye?

Hiccup let us borrow it.

- Yeah, he knows we have it.
- I stole it.

I knew it. You know he doesn't like
you guys playing with it.

That's why it's fun to steal it.

Are you coming in or not?

Fine. I guess someone should be here

who knows how to use
the Dragon Eye correctly.

You sure you weren't followed?

Positive.

Besides, Viggo suspects Ryker and Dagur.

He asked me to go with him
to capture the Flightmare.

Just me, Windshear and him.

Flightmare? Why would Viggo
want the Flightmare?

Hiccup, you're missing the point.

- He does that from time to time.
- No, I don't.

It's me, Viggo and Windshear.
The perfect time for an ambush.

I agree, but how exactly does Viggo think

the three of you are going to
capture the Flightmare?

You haven't met Viggo Grimborn.
He is a professional Dragon Hunter.

Right, but you're not going to
actually let him capture it.

Of course not.
That's where the ambush comes in.

You guys show up, grab Viggo and
we set the Flightmare back on its path.

Now all we have to do is find it.

It follows a stream of glowing algae
as its food source.

Last year, I spent
a lot of time tracking it,

pinning down its location
every couple of weeks.

I know where it should be
and I gave that information to Viggo.

- Which made him trust you even more. Hmm.
- Listen, I better get back.

This is the algae trail.
Follow it to here.

- This is where we'll be.
- So will we.

Whoa! Heather's tracking and mapping
skills are quite extraordinary.

Is there no end to that girl's talents?

Can we just talk about the elephant
in the sky for a second?

- No.
- Cool.

Why do we think
Viggo wants the Flightmare so badly?

Maybe Viggo likes the way
that algae stuff makes you glow

when you rub it all over yourself.

You may not actually be that far off.

He's gotta be using its algae
or its paralyzing spray for something.

We could ask him ourselves, if we were
waiting for him when he gets there.

There! Let's stay together.

We need to make sure
Viggo doesn't get near that dragon.

How will we know when Viggo's here?

He already is.

Okay, Ruff, Tuff,
make sure you get enough algae...

to lure the Flightmare away. We know.

This guy never stops.

"Lure the Flightmare.
Don't eat the algae."

Ridiculous. I mean,
why would we eat the algae?

Hmm.

Why wouldn't we eat the algae?

I can't see the algae trail,
but we should be close.

Oh, we are, Heather. In fact,
we're almost there. Exciting, isn't it?

Uh, Hiccup? You might wanna see this.

Hiccup, you might wanna see this, too.

I thought Heather and Viggo
were coming alone.

They were. Which probably means
they're not coming at all.

Everyone, look out!

You set this whole thing up.

He's called the "imposter."
Some call him the "traitor."

I thought you should have it.
As a parting gift.

Pity, really.
I had hoped you'd be a better adversary.

And after we got off
to such a smashing start.

How did you know?

I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you.

You're no Dragon Hunter, my dear.

Aw, don't despair. At least your friends
will all be dead by the time we arrive.

Now, on my command, fire.

Don't let them
out of your sight this time.

Keep closing in on them.
They'll lead us right to the Flightmare.

Okay, just don't get near its mouth.

It sprays mist that can freeze you
with fear the instant it hits you.

- And you know this how?
- I'm a fan.

Ah!

Did I get any on me? Am I glowing?

I really don't want this thing
to see me as food.

Eh, you're fine. How about me?

Same.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Not the way I would have done it,
but that's one way to go.

- Uh! Oh!
- Ugh!

Windshear!

I'm coming, girl!

Huh?

Nice job, girl. Let's go help the others.

Hiccup, there's too many of them.

And the Flightmare really isn't helping.

We'll be fine as long as
we stay away from its mist.

Hiccup, can't you just let it know
we're the good guys?

Yeah. Tell it to come in for the big win.

You guys are brilliant!

I don't know about brilliant.
But we do have a certain glow about us.

Get it? 'Cause of our faces.

And the brilliance is short-lived.
Follow me!

He is persistent.
You have to give him that.

Yes, well, in this case,
his persistence will not pay off.

- Fire!
- Fire!

Oh, no! You got us.

We surrender.

We surrender.

Good one, Rykie.

Bring it on, Hiccup!

Hey, this stuff's cool. Shiny.

- Ah!
- Oh!

Ryker, Dagur, I'd like you
to meet my friend, the Flightmare.

Hey, what are you doing?
Get back to work. Shoot someone.

They can't. The mist from the Flightmare
freezes its victims with fear.

Perfect.

I'm so sorry, Hiccup. Viggo. He made me...

I know. It's okay, he tricked us all.
Where is he now?

Still on his ship, I think.

Its mouth. Get its mouth now.
That's it! Yeah!

Sorry. Not gonna happen.

Heather, no!

Astrid, keep trying for Heather.

It's time Viggo and I
were properly introduced.

Hookfang!

Oh, Thor! Oh, Thor! Oh, Thor!

We're outnumbered! Retreat!

Where is he?

We couldn't get Heather.
There were too many of them.

- What about the Flightmare?
- Gone.

Viggo, too.
Astrid, this guy isn't messing around.

No kidding.

Our dragons may not be enough.

We're gonna have to out-think this guy,
outsmart him somehow.

Or Heather and Windshear
have no chance of...

Don't say it. Please, just don't say it.