- Hiccup: Oh, what's the matter, Dagur? No barbs, no comebacks? I thought we had a shorthand. I thought you loved that stuff.
- Dagur: Who are you?
- Gustav: [crossing his arms defiantly] Larson, Gustav Larson. And that's *all* you're getting out of me.
- Dagur: Hmm... fine. Feed him to the eels.
- [two Berserkers pick up Gustav and drag him to the edge]
- Gustav: [rapidly] But I know Hiccup, I know the Dragon Riders, and I have information!
- [the Berserkers give a disappointed sigh and drop him to the deck]
- Dagur: Ordinarily, this is where I would double-cross you and fill you full of arrows, but the kid is squeamish. He made me promise to let you go, and in return he's gonna take me to a treasure.
- Gustav: I can't stay. My mom would kill me. She usually notices I've been gone after about three days.