Astrid: It’s a mess. You must feel horrible. You’ve lost everything. Your father, your tribe, your best friend… Hiccup: Thank you for summing that up. [silence] Hiccup: Why couldn’t I have killed that dragon when I found him in the woods? Would’ve been better, for everyone… Astrid: Yep. The rest of us would have done it. So why didn’t you? [pauses] Astrid: Why didn’t you? Hiccup: I don’t know… I couldn’t. Astrid: That’s not an answer. Hiccup: *Why* is this so important to you all of a sudden? Astrid: Because I want to remember what you say, *right now*. Hiccup: Oh, for the love of… I was a coward! I was weak! I couldn’t kill a dragon! Astrid: You said *wouldn’t*, that time. Hiccup: Agh, whatever… I *wouldn’t*! Three hundred years, and I’m the first Viking who wouldn’t kill a dragon! [pause] Astrid: First to ride one, though. So…? Hiccup: I wouldn’t kill him, because he looked as frightened as *I* was. I looked at him… and I saw myself.