Fishlegs Quotes in How to Train Your Dragon (2010)

Fishlegs: I'm okay!

[the Gronkle he's riding flips over and lands on top of him]

Fishlegs: Less okay!

[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?

Fishlegs: [being chased by a Nadder] AHHH! I'm *really* beginning to question your teaching methods.

[a Gronkle is let out into the training ring]

Gobber: Today is about survival. If you get blasted, you're dead. Quick! What's the first thing you're going to need?

Hiccup: A doctor?

Fishlegs: Plus five speed?

Astrid: A shield!

Gobber: Shield! Go!

[the teens scramble around to grab shields]

Gobber: Your most important piece of equipment is your shield! If you must make a choice between a sword or a shield, take the shield!

Gobber: [Slapping a thick book on the table] The Dragon Manual. Everything we know about every dragon we know of.

[Thunder rumbles]

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...?

Gobber: Behind these doors are just a few of the many species you will learn to fight. The Deadly Nadder...

Fishlegs: [speaking rapidly] Speed Eight, Armor Sixteen...

Gobber: The Hideous Zippleback...

Fishlegs: Plus Eleven Stealth, times Two...

Gobber: The Monstrous Nightmare...

Fishlegs: Firepower Fifteen...

Gobber: The Terrible Terror...

Fishlegs: Attack Eight, Venom Twelve...

Gobber: [shouts] Can you stop that?

[normal voice]

Gobber: And... the Gronckle!

Fishlegs: [whispering to Hiccup] Jaw Strength Eight.

Fishlegs: [to Tuffnut] Your mom let you get a tattoo?

Tuffnut: It's not a tattoo, it's a birth mark!

Ruffnut: Okay, I've been stuck with you since birth and that was never there before.

Tuffnut: Yes it was! You've just never seen me from the left side until now.

Gobber: Today is about teamwork! The Hideous Zippleback is extra tricky. One head *breathes* gas, the other head *lights* it. Your job, is to know which is which!

Fishlegs: [whispering] Razor-sharp serrated teeth that inject venom for pre-digestion. Prefers ambush attack, crushing its victims...

Hiccup: Will you *please* stop that?

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.

Fishlegs: Chances of survival are dwindling into single-digits now...

Tuffnut: I'll bloody his fist with my face if he tries to take my dragon!

Ruffnut: Or mine!

Tuffnut: Eh, you're such a moron.

Fishlegs: [pokes Ruffnut seductively] A beautiful moron.

Snotlout: [also pokes Ruffnut seductively] Yeah.

Eret: [to Drago, after the dragon riders have been captured] They wouldn't know where you're hiding. I promise you that.

Astrid: Oh, yes, they will! They know we're missing and they have tracking dragons. If you so much as touch us, Hiccup is gonna kick...

Drago: Hiccup?

Eret: He's no problem. Really. Trust me.

Astrid: He's only the son of Stoick the Vast, his heir to the throne of Berk, and the greatest dragon master this world has ever seen!

Drago: Dragon master? I alone control the dragons!

Tuffnut: Nope, mm-mm.

Fishlegs: SORRY!

[the dragon riders laugh]

Astrid: And unless you let us go, right now, he will blast through here on his Night Fury and blow your entire fleet of ships to splinters.

Ruffnut: Then they'll be crying like babies!

Astrid: I don't like it. They should have been back with Hiccup by now.

Ruffnut: I don't like it either. Eret, Son of Eret, was the man of my dreams. My everything!

Snotlout: [touches his beard] But, baby, I grew facial hair for you.

Fishlegs: [also touches his beard] Me, too.