驯龙高手2 How to Train Your Dragon 2 (2014)【完整台词】
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This is Berk...
the best-kept secret this
side of, well, anywhere.
Granted, it may not look like much,
but this wet heap of rock...
packs more than a few surprises.
Life here is amazing, just
not for the faint of heart.
You see, where most
folks enjoy hobbies
like whittling or needlepoint...
we Berkians prefer...
a little something
we like to call...
dragon racing!
Whoo!
Whoa!
I'm sorry, Fishlegs.
Did you want that?
Snotlout, that was mine!
Here you go, babe.
Did I tell you that you
look amazing today...
because you do.
Come on, Barf. It's
starting to stink around here.
Nope.
Still hates you.
Let's blow this place, Belch!
All right!
Yeah!
Ha-ha! That's nine
for the Twins...
Astrid lags with three.
Fishlegs and Snotlout
trail with none.
And Hiccup is...
nowhere to be found.
Scared him off with the big
talk, didn't you, Stoick?
What are you doing, Snotlout?
They're gonna win now.
She's my princess. Whatever
she wants, she gets.
Ruffnut? Didn't she
try to bury you alive?
Only for a few hours.
Now, dragons used to
be a bit of a problem here...
but that was 5 years ago.
Now, they have all moved in.
And really, why wouldn't they?
We have custom stables...
all-you-can-eat
feeding stations...
a full-service
dragon wash...
even top-of-the-line fire
prevention if I do say so myself.
It's time, Gobber.
Righty-ho.
Last lap!
The Black Sheep!
Come on, Stormfly.
We can still win this thing!
- Come on, Barf!
- Let's go!
Go, Meatlug!
Whoo-hoo!
Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
This is your big moment.
Have a nice flight!
Up, up, up!
- No!
- Yes!
Good job, Meatlug.
Here you go, darling.
Mine is worth ten.
Yeah!
The Black Sheep!
You guys are
fighting for Ruffnut?
I'm totally winning!
We're winning together!
No!
Whoo! No one can
stop me now!
Except for me. We're
attached, genius.
Quit trying to steal all my glory!
Hey!
Get them, Astrid!
It's my glory!
Always ruining everything!
No sheep, no glory!
Gotcha!
Whoa!
Astrid!
Well played!
That's my future daughter-in-law!
Excuse me.
Stormfly!
Whoa!
That's 13!
Astrid takes the game!
Yep,
Berk is pretty much perfect.
All of my hard
work has paid off.
And it's a good thing, too,
because with Vikings on
the backs of dragons...
Whoo-hoo!
...the world just got
a whole lot bigger.
Yeah!
Let the wind carry us
To the clouds,
hurry up, all right
We can travel so far
As our eyes can see
We go where no one goes
We slow for no one
Get out of our way...
So what do you think, bud?
You wanna give
this another shot?
Toothless!
It will be fine.
Ready?
Yeah!
Yeah!
This is amazing!
No longer amazing!
Toothless!
No!
Whoa!
Whoo!
That really came out of nowhere.
We have to work on your
solo gliding there, bud.
That locked-up tail...
makes for some pretty sloppy
rescue maneuvers, hey?
Looks like we
found another one, bud.
What, do you want an apology?
Is that why you're
pouting, big baby boo?
Well, try this on!
You feeling it yet?
Picking up on all of my
heartfelt remorse?
Come on, come on.
You wouldn't hurt a
one-legged...
You're right! You're right!
You win. You win.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
He's down.
And it's ugly.
Dragons and Vikings,
enemies again...
locked in combat
to the bitter...
You know that doesn't wash out.
So, what should we name it?
"Itchy Armpit" it is.
What do you reckon, bud?
Think we might find a few
Timberjacks in those woods?
The odd Whispering Death
or two in the rocks?
Who knows? Maybe we'll finally
track down another Night Fury.
Wouldn't that be something?
So, what do you say?
Just keep going?
Afternoon, milady.
Where have you been?
Hi.
Winning races, what else?
The real question is...
where have you been?
Avoiding my dad.
No.
What happened now?
You're gonna love this.
I wake up.
The sun is shining.
Terrible Terrors are
singing on the rooftop.
I saunter down to breakfast...
thinking all is right
with the world and I get...
"Son, we need to talk."
"Not now, Dad.
I got a whole day"
"of goofing off to get
started."
Okay, first of all,
I don't sound like that.
Who is this character?
And second, what is that thing
you're doing with my shoulders?
Yeah, that's a truly
flattering impersonation.
Anyway. he goes...
"You're the pride of
Berk, son, and I couldn't be prouder."
"Aw, thanks, Dad."
"I'm pretty impressed
with myself, too."
When have I ever
done that with my hands?
You just did.
Okay.
Just hold still.
This is very serious.
"You're all grown up..."
"and since no chief could ask
for a better successor..."
"I've decided..."
To make you chief!
My gods!
Hiccup, that's amazing!
You're gonna wear
out the spring coil.
The calibration
is very sensitive.
Yeah...
so this is what
I'm dealing with.
What did you tell him?
I didn't. By the time he
turned around, I was gone.
Well,
it's a lot of responsibility.
The map will have
to wait for sure...
and I'll need to fly Toothless,
since you'll be too busy, but...
It's not me, Astrid.
All those speeches and planning,
and running the village,
that's his thing.
I think you're
missing the point.
I mean, "chief."
What an honor.
I'd be pretty excited.
I...
I'm not like you.
You know exactly who you are.
the best-kept secret this
side of, well, anywhere.
Granted, it may not look like much,
but this wet heap of rock...
packs more than a few surprises.
Life here is amazing, just
not for the faint of heart.
You see, where most
folks enjoy hobbies
like whittling or needlepoint...
we Berkians prefer...
a little something
we like to call...
dragon racing!
Whoo!
Whoa!
I'm sorry, Fishlegs.
Did you want that?
Snotlout, that was mine!
Here you go, babe.
Did I tell you that you
look amazing today...
because you do.
Come on, Barf. It's
starting to stink around here.
Nope.
Still hates you.
Let's blow this place, Belch!
All right!
Yeah!
Ha-ha! That's nine
for the Twins...
Astrid lags with three.
Fishlegs and Snotlout
trail with none.
And Hiccup is...
nowhere to be found.
Scared him off with the big
talk, didn't you, Stoick?
What are you doing, Snotlout?
They're gonna win now.
She's my princess. Whatever
she wants, she gets.
Ruffnut? Didn't she
try to bury you alive?
Only for a few hours.
Now, dragons used to
be a bit of a problem here...
but that was 5 years ago.
Now, they have all moved in.
And really, why wouldn't they?
We have custom stables...
all-you-can-eat
feeding stations...
a full-service
dragon wash...
even top-of-the-line fire
prevention if I do say so myself.
It's time, Gobber.
Righty-ho.
Last lap!
The Black Sheep!
Come on, Stormfly.
We can still win this thing!
- Come on, Barf!
- Let's go!
Go, Meatlug!
Whoo-hoo!
Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
This is your big moment.
Have a nice flight!
Up, up, up!
- No!
- Yes!
Good job, Meatlug.
Here you go, darling.
Mine is worth ten.
Yeah!
The Black Sheep!
You guys are
fighting for Ruffnut?
I'm totally winning!
We're winning together!
No!
Whoo! No one can
stop me now!
Except for me. We're
attached, genius.
Quit trying to steal all my glory!
Hey!
Get them, Astrid!
It's my glory!
Always ruining everything!
No sheep, no glory!
Gotcha!
Whoa!
Astrid!
Well played!
That's my future daughter-in-law!
Excuse me.
Stormfly!
Whoa!
That's 13!
Astrid takes the game!
Yep,
Berk is pretty much perfect.
All of my hard
work has paid off.
And it's a good thing, too,
because with Vikings on
the backs of dragons...
Whoo-hoo!
...the world just got
a whole lot bigger.
Yeah!
Let the wind carry us
To the clouds,
hurry up, all right
We can travel so far
As our eyes can see
We go where no one goes
We slow for no one
Get out of our way...
So what do you think, bud?
You wanna give
this another shot?
Toothless!
It will be fine.
Ready?
Yeah!
Yeah!
This is amazing!
No longer amazing!
Toothless!
No!
Whoa!
Whoo!
That really came out of nowhere.
We have to work on your
solo gliding there, bud.
That locked-up tail...
makes for some pretty sloppy
rescue maneuvers, hey?
Looks like we
found another one, bud.
What, do you want an apology?
Is that why you're
pouting, big baby boo?
Well, try this on!
You feeling it yet?
Picking up on all of my
heartfelt remorse?
Come on, come on.
You wouldn't hurt a
one-legged...
You're right! You're right!
You win. You win.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
He's down.
And it's ugly.
Dragons and Vikings,
enemies again...
locked in combat
to the bitter...
You know that doesn't wash out.
So, what should we name it?
"Itchy Armpit" it is.
What do you reckon, bud?
Think we might find a few
Timberjacks in those woods?
The odd Whispering Death
or two in the rocks?
Who knows? Maybe we'll finally
track down another Night Fury.
Wouldn't that be something?
So, what do you say?
Just keep going?
Afternoon, milady.
Where have you been?
Hi.
Winning races, what else?
The real question is...
where have you been?
Avoiding my dad.
No.
What happened now?
You're gonna love this.
I wake up.
The sun is shining.
Terrible Terrors are
singing on the rooftop.
I saunter down to breakfast...
thinking all is right
with the world and I get...
"Son, we need to talk."
"Not now, Dad.
I got a whole day"
"of goofing off to get
started."
Okay, first of all,
I don't sound like that.
Who is this character?
And second, what is that thing
you're doing with my shoulders?
Yeah, that's a truly
flattering impersonation.
Anyway. he goes...
"You're the pride of
Berk, son, and I couldn't be prouder."
"Aw, thanks, Dad."
"I'm pretty impressed
with myself, too."
When have I ever
done that with my hands?
You just did.
Okay.
Just hold still.
This is very serious.
"You're all grown up..."
"and since no chief could ask
for a better successor..."
"I've decided..."
To make you chief!
My gods!
Hiccup, that's amazing!
You're gonna wear
out the spring coil.
The calibration
is very sensitive.
Yeah...
so this is what
I'm dealing with.
What did you tell him?
I didn't. By the time he
turned around, I was gone.
Well,
it's a lot of responsibility.
The map will have
to wait for sure...
and I'll need to fly Toothless,
since you'll be too busy, but...
It's not me, Astrid.
All those speeches and planning,
and running the village,
that's his thing.
I think you're
missing the point.
I mean, "chief."
What an honor.
I'd be pretty excited.
I...
I'm not like you.
You know exactly who you are.
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