"THE HOBBIT "There and Back Again"" "A 3-hour re-edit by David Killstein" "Subtitled by Paulo Avelar Credits for the original subtitles :)" "Morning!" "Well, there you go!" "Have a very good day." " Good morning." " What do you mean?" "Do you mean to wish me a good morning or do you mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not?" "Or perhaps you mean to say that you feel good on this particular morning?" "Or are you simply stating that this is a morning to be good on?" "Hm?" "All of them at once, I suppose." "Hmm." "Can I help you?" "That remains to be seen." "I'm looking for someone to share in an adventure." "An adventure?" "No, I don't imagine anyone west of Bree would have much interest in adventures." "Nasty, disturbing, uncomfortable things." "Make you late for dinner." "Heh, heh." "Mm." "Huh." "Hmm." "Oh." "Ah." "Good morning." "To think that I should have lived to be "good morninged" by Belladonna Took's son as if I were selling buttons at the door." "Beg your pardon?" "You've changed, and not entirely for the better, Bilbo Baggins." "I'm sorry, do I know you?" "Well, you know my name, although you don't remember I belong to it." "I'm Gandalf." "And Gandalf means me." "Gandalf?" "Not Gandalf the wandering Wizard who made such excellent fireworks?" "Old Took used to have them on Midsummer's Eve." "Heh, heh." "Ahem." "No idea you were still in business." "And where else should I be?" "Where else...?" "Ahem." "Well, I'm pleased to find you remember something about me even if it's only my fireworks." "Yes." "Well, that's decided." "It'll be very good for you and most amusing for me." "I shall inform the others." "Inform the who?" "What?" "No." "No." "No..." "Wait." "We do not want any adventures here, thank you." "Not today." "Not..." "I suggest you try Over the Hill or Across the Water." "Good morning." "Dwalin, at your service." "Hm." "Uh..." "Bilbo Baggins, at yours." "Do we know each other?" "No." "Which way, laddie?" "Is it down here?" "Is what down where?" "Supper." "He said there'd be food and lots of it." "He..." "He said?" "Who said?" "Mmm." "Mmm." "Very good, this." "Any more?" "What?" "Oh, yes, yes." "Ah." "Help yourself." "Hmm." "It's just that, urn, I wasn't expecting company." "That'll be the door." "Balin, at your service." " Good evening." " Yes." "Yes, it is." " Though I think it might rain later." " Hm?" "Am I late?" "Late for what?" "Oh!" "Ha, ha!" "Evening, brother." "By my beard you're shorter and wider than last we met." "Wider, not shorter." "Sharp enough for both of us." "Uh, excuse me?" "Sorry, I hate to interrupt." "But the thing is, I'm not entirely sure you're in the right house." "Have you eaten?" "It's not that I don't like visitors." "I like visitors as much as the next Hobbit." "But I do like to know them before they come visiting." " What is this?" " I don't know." " I think it's cheese." "Gone blue." " It's riddled with mold." "The thing is, I don't know either of you." "Not in the slightest." "I don't mean to be blunt, but I had to speak my mind." "I'm sorry." "You think...?" "Apology accepted." " Ah." " Now, fill it up, brother, don't stint." " You wanna get stuck in?" " I could eat again if you insist, brother." " Fili." " And Kili." " At your service." " At your service." " You must be Mr. Boggins." " Nope!" "You can't come in." " You've come to the wrong house." " What?" " Has it been canceled?" " No one told us." " No, nothing's been canceled." " That's a relief." "Careful with these." "I just had them sharpened." "It's nice, this place." "Yeah." " Did you do it yourself?" " What?" "No, it's been in the family for years." "That's my mother's glory box." "Can you please not do that?" "Fili, Kili." "Come on, give us a hand." "Mr. Dwalin." "Ha, ha." "Shove this in the hallway." "Otherwise we'll never get everyone in." ""Everyone"?" "How many more are there?" "Where do you want this?" " Oh, no." "It's really heavy." " No." "No." "There's nobody home!" "Go away and bother somebody else." "There's far too many Dwarves in my dining room as it is." "If this is some clot-head's idea of a joke I can only say it is in very poor taste." "Get off, you big lump!" "Gandalf." "Bombur, catch!" "I'll help you with that." "Oh, you great galumphing git!" " Who wants an ale?" "There you go." " Over here, brother." " I said have another drink." " Here you go." "Ale on the count of three!" "One, two..." "Up!" "I knew you had it in you!" "Excuse me, that is a doily, not a dishcloth." "But it's full of holes." "It's supposed to look like that." "It's crochet." "And a wonderful game it is too, if you've got the balls for it." "Bebother and confusticate these Dwarves!" "My dear Bilbo, what on earth is the matter?" "What's the matter?" "I'm surrounded by Dwarves." "What are they doing here?" "Oh, they're quite a merry gathering once you get used to them." "I don't want to get used to them." "Look at the state of my kitchen." "There's mud trod into the carpet." "They've pillaged the pantry." "I won't tell you what they've done in the bathroom." "They've destroyed the plumbing." "I don't understand what they're doing in my house!" "Excuse me." "I'm sorry to interrupt, but what should I do with my plate?" "Here you go, Ori." "Give it to me." " Take that back." " Excuse me." "That's my mother's West Farthing pottery." "It's over 100 years old!" "And can you not do that?" "You'll blunt them." "Ooh." "Do you hear that, lads?" "He says we'll blunt the knives." "Blunt the knives, bend the forks" "Smash the bottles and burn the corks" "Chip the glasses and crack the plates" "That's what Bilbo Baggins hates" "Cut the cloth, tread on the fat" "Leave the bones on the bedroom mat" "Pour the milk on the pantry floor" "Splash the wine on every door" "Dump the crooks in a boiling bowl" "Pound them up with a thumping pole" "When you're finished, if they are whole" "Send them down the hall to roll" "That's what Bilbo Baggins hates" "Bilbo." "He is here." "Gandalf." "I thought you said this place would be easy to find." "I lost my way, twice." "I wouldn't have found it at all had it not been for that mark on the door." "Mark?" "There's no mark on that door." "It was painted a week ago." "There is a mark." "I put it there myself." "Bilbo Baggins, allow me to introduce the leader of our company:" "Thorin Oakenshield." "So this is the Hobbit." "Tell me, Mr. Baggins, have you done much fighting?" " Pardon me?" " Ax or sword?" "What's your weapon of choice?" "Well, I do have some skill at conkers, if you must know but I fail to see why that's relevant." "Thought as much." "He looks more like a grocer than a burglar." "What news from the meeting in Ered Luin?" "Did they all come?" "Aye." "Envoys from all seven kingdoms." "And what did the Dwarves of the Iron Hills say?" "Is Dain with us?" "They will not come." "They say this quest is ours and ours alone." "You're going on a quest?" "Bilbo, my dear fellow, let us have a little more light." "Far to the east over ranges and rivers beyond woodlands and wastelands lies a single, solitary peak." ""The Lonely Mountain."" "Aye, Oin has read the portents and the portents say it is time." "Ravens have been seen flying back to the mountain, as it was foretold." ""When the birds of yore return to Erebor the reign of the beast will end."" "Uh, what beast?" "That would be a reference to Smaug the Terrible chiefest and greatest calamity of our age." "Airborne fire-breather." "Teeth like razors, claws like meat hooks." " Extremely fond of precious metals." " Yes, I know what a dragon is." "I'm not afraid." "I'm up for it." "I'll give him a taste of Dwarfish iron right up his jacksie!" " Good lad, Ori!" " Sit down." "The task would be difficult enough with an army behind us but we number just 13." "And not 13 of the best nor brightest." "Here, who are you calling dim?" "Sorry, what did he say?" "We may be few in number but we're fighters, all of us, to the last Dwarf." "And you forget, we have a Wizard in our company." "Gandalf will have killed hundreds of dragons in his time." "Oh, well, no." "I wouldn't say..." " How many, then?" " What?" "Well, how many dragons have you killed?" "Go on." "Give us a number." "Excuse me." "Please." "If we have read these signs do you not think others will have read them too?" "Rumors have begun to spread." "The dragon, Smaug, has not been seen for 60 years." "Eyes look east to the mountain, assessing wondering, weighing the risk." "Perhaps the vast wealth of our people now lies unprotected." "Do we sit back while others claim what is rightfully ours?" "Or do we seize this chance to take back Erebor?" "You forget, the Front Gate is sealed." "There is no way into the mountain." "That, my dear Balin, is not entirely true." "How came you by this?" "It was given to me by your father." "By Thrain." "For safekeeping." "It is yours now." "If there is a key there must be a door." "These runes speak of a hidden passage to the Lower Halls." "There's another way in." "Well, if we can find it, but Dwarf doors are invisible when closed." "The answer lies hidden somewhere in this map and I do not have the skill to find it." "But there are others in Middle-earth who can." "The task I have in mind will require a great deal of stealth and no small amount of courage." "But if we are careful and clever, I believe that it can be done." "That's why we need a burglar." "Hmm." "And a good one too." "An expert, I'd imagine." "And are you?" "Am I what?" "He said he's an expert." "Hey." "Me?" "No." "No, no, no." "I'm not a burglar." "I've never stolen a thing in my life." "Well, I'm afraid I have to agree with Mr. Baggins." "He's hardly burglar material." "Nope." "Aye, the Wild is no place for gentle folk who can neither fight nor fend for themselves." "He's just fine." "Enough!" "If I say Bilbo Baggins is a burglar, then a burglar he is." "Hobbits are remarkably light on their feet." "In fact, they can pass unseen by most, if they choose." "And, while the dragon is accustomed to the smell of Dwarf the scent of a Hobbit is all but unknown to him which gives us a distinct advantage." "You asked me to find the 14th member of this company and I have chosen Mr. Baggins." "There's a lot more to him than appearances suggest." "And he's got a great deal more to offer than any of you know." "Including himself." "You must trust me on this." "Very well." " We will do it your way." " No, no." " Give him the contract." " We're in." "We're off." "It's just the usual." "Summary of out-of-pocket expenses time required, remuneration funeral arrangements, so forth." "Funeral arrangements?" "I cannot guarantee his safety." "Understood." "Nor will I be responsible for his fate." "Agreed." ""Terms:" "Cash on delivery, up to but not exceeding one-fourteenth of total profit, if any."" "Hmm." "Seems fair." ""Present company shall not be liable for injuries inflicted by or sustained as a consequence thereof, including, but not limited to lacerations evisceration..."" "Incineration?" "Aye." "He'll melt the flesh off your bones in the blink of an eye." " You all right, laddie?" " Huh?" "Yeah." "Feel a bit faint." " Think furnace with wings." " Air." "I need air." "Flash of light, searing pain, then poof." "You're nothing more than a pile of ash." "Hmm." "Nope." "Oh, very helpful, Bofur." "I'll be all right." "Just let me sit quietly for a moment." "You've been sitting quietly for far too long." "Tell me, when did doilies and your mother's dishes become so important to you?" "I remember a young Hobbit who was always running off in search of Elves in the woods." "Who would stay out late, come home after dark trailing mud and twigs and fireflies." "A young Hobbit who would have liked nothing better than to find out what was beyond the borders of the Shire." "The world is not in your books and maps." "It's out there." "I can't just go running off into the blue." "I am a Baggins of Bag-end." "You are also a Took." "Did you know that your great-great-great-great-uncle Bullroarer Took was so large, he could ride a real horse?" " Yes." " Yes, well, he could." "In the Battle of Green Fields, he charged the Goblin ranks." "He swung his club so hard, it knocked the Goblin king's head clean off and it sailed 100 yards through the air and went down a rabbit hole." "And thus, the battle was won." "And the game of golf invented at the same time." "I do believe you made that up." "Well, all good stories deserve embellishment." "You'll have a tale or two to tell of your own when you come back." "Can you promise that I will come back?" "No." "And if you do you will not be the same." "That's what I thought." "Sorry, Gandalf, I can't sign this." "You've got the wrong Hobbit." "Far over the misty mountains cold" "To dungeons deep" "And caverns old" "We must away" "'Ere break of day" "To find our long-forgotten gold" "The pines were roaring on the height" "The winds were moaning in the night" "The fire was red, it flaming spread" "The trees like torches blazed with light" "Wait!" "Wait!" "Whoa, whoa." "We'll camp here for the night." "Fili, Kili, look after the ponies." "Make sure you stay with them." "A farmer and his family used to live here." "Oin, Gloin." "Get a fire going." "Aye." "Right you are." "I think it would be wiser to move on." "We could make for the Hidden Valley." "I have told you already I will not go near that place." "Why not?" "The Elves could help us." "We could get food, rest, advice." "I do not need their advice." "We have a map that we cannot read." "Lord Elrond could help us." "Help?" "A dragon attacks Erebor." "What help came from the Elves?" "The Elves looked on and did nothing." "And you ask me to seek out the very people who betrayed my grandfather." "Who betrayed my father." "You are neither of them." "I did not give you that map and key for you to hold onto the past." "I did not know that they were yours to keep." "Everything all right?" "Gandalf, where are you going?" "To seek the company of the only one around here who's got any sense." "And who's that?" "Myself, Mr. Baggins." "I've had enough of Dwarves for one day." "Come on, Bombur, we're hungry." "Is he coming back?" "He's been a long time." " Who?" " Gandalf." "He's a Wizard." "He does as he chooses." "Here, do us a favor." "Take this to the lads." "Stop it." "You've had plenty." "Aye, it's not a bad stew, Bombur." "I've had worse." "Dori could've cooked it." "Ha-ha-ha." "Hilarious." "What's the matter?" " We're supposed to be looking after the ponies." " Only we've encountered a slight problem." "We had 16." "Now there's 14." "Daisy and Bungo are missing." "Well, that's not good." "Ha, ha." "And that is not good at all." "Shouldn't we tell Thorin?" "Uh, no." "Let's not worry him." "As our official burglar, we thought you might like to look into it." "Well, uh..." " Look, something big uprooted these trees." " That was our thinking." "It's something very big and possibly quite dangerous." "Hey" "There's a light." "Over here." "Stay down." "What is it?" "Trolls." "Oh." "He's got Myrtle and Minty." "I think they're gonna eat them." "We have to do something." "Yes, you should." "Mountain Trolls are slow and stupid, and you're so small, they'll never see you." "It's perfectly safe." "We'll be behind you." "If you run into trouble, hoot twice like a barn owl and once like a brown owl." "Twice like a barn owl." "No, twice like a brown..." "Once like a..." "Like a..." "Are you sure this is a good idea?" "Mutton yesterday, mutton today and, blimey, if it don't look like mutton again tomorrow." "Quit your griping." "These ain't sheep." "These is fresh nags." "Oh!" "I don't like horse." "I never have." "Not enough fat on them." "Well, it's better than leathery old farmer." "All skin and bone, he was." "I'm still picking bits of him out of me teeth." "Well, that's lovely, that is." "A floater." "Might improve the flavor." "Ah." "There's more where that came from." "Oh, no, you don't!" "Ow!" "Sit down!" "Well, I hope you're gonna gut these nags." "I don't like the stinky parts." " Ow!" " I said sit down." "I'm starving!" "Now, are we having horse tonight or what?" "Shut your cakehole." "You'll eat what I give you." "How come he's the cook?" "Everything tastes the same." "Everything tastes like chicken." "Except the chicken." "What tastes like fish!" "Oh, me guts are grumbling." "I got to snaffle something." "Flesh, I need flesh." "Ah!" "Ah!" "Blimey!" "Bert." "Bert!" "Look what's come out of me hooter." "It's got arms and legs and everything." "What is it?" "I don't know." "But I don't like the way it wriggles around." "What are you, then?" "An oversized squirrel?" "I'm a burglar..." "Uh, Hobbit." "A burglar Hobbit?" "Can we cook him?" "We can try." "He wouldn't make more than a mouthful." "Not when he's skinned and boned." "Perhaps there's more burglar Hobbits around these parts." "Might be enough for a pie." "Grab him!" "He's too quick." "Right." "Come here, you little..." "Gotcha." "Are there any more of you little fellas hiding where you shouldn't?" "No." "He's lying." " No, I'm not!" " Hold his toes over the fire." "Make him squeal!" "Drop him!" "You what?" "I said drop him." "Get the sacks!" "Stick them in the sacks!" "Come on!" "Get up!" " Bilbo!" " Don't!" "Lay down your arms or we'll rip his off." "Oh!" "That's hot, that's hot, that's hot!" "Don't bother cooking them." "Let's just sit on them and squash them into jelly." "They should be sauteed and grilled with a sprinkle of sage." "Is this really necessary?" "That does sound quite nice." "Untie me, mister." "Eat someone your own size." "Never mind the seasoning." "We ain't got all night." "Dawn ain't far away." "Let's get a move on." "I don't fancy being turned to stone." "Wait!" "You are making a terrible mistake." "You can't reason with them." "They're half-wits!" "Half-wits?" "What does that make us?" "I meant with the seasoning." "What about the seasoning?" "Well, have you smelt them?" "You're gonna need something stronger than sage before you plate this lot up." "Traitor!" " What do you know about cooking Dwarf?" "Shut up." "Let the flurgaburburhobbit talk." "The secret to cooking Dwarf is..." "Yes?" "Come on." "Tell us the secret." " It's, uh..." "Yes, I'm telling you." "The secret is to skin them first." "What?" "Skin us?" "Tom, get me filleting knife." "I'll skin you, you little...!" "I won't forget that." "I won't forget it." "What a load of rubbish." "I've eaten plenty with their skins on." "Scarf them, I say, boots and all." "He's right." "Nothing wrong with a bit of raw Dwarf." "Nice and crunchy." "Oh, not that one." "He's infected." " Huh?" " You what?" "Yeah, he's got worms in his tubes." "Eww!" "Aah!" "In fact, they all have." "They're infested with parasites." "It's a terrible business." "I wouldn't risk it." "I really wouldn't." "Parasites?" "Did he say "parasites"?" "We don't have parasites." "You have parasites!" "What are you talking about, laddie?" "I've got parasites as big as my arm." "Mine are the biggest parasites." "I've got huge parasites." "We're riddled." "Yes, I'm riddled." "Yes, we are, badly." "What would you have us do, then?" "Let them all go?" " Well..." " You think I don't know what you're up to?" "This little ferret is taking us for fools." " Ferret?" " Fools?" "The dawn will take you all." " Who's that?" " No idea." "Can we eat him too?" "Get your foot out of my back." "Ah." "Where did you go to, if I may ask?" "To look ahead." " What brought you back?" " Looking behind." "Nasty business." "Still, they're all in one piece." "No thanks to your burglar." "He had the nous to play for time." "None of the rest of you thought of that." "They could not have moved in daylight." "There must be a cave nearby." "Oh, what's that stench?" "It's a Troll-hoard." "Be careful what you touch." "Seems a shame just to leave it lying around." " Anyone could take it." " Agreed." " Nori." " Yeah?" "Get a shovel." "These swords were not made by any Troll." "Nor were they made by any smith among Men." "These were forged in Gondolin by the High Elves of the First Age." "You could not wish for a finer blade." "Set it down." "That's good." "All right, come on." "Quick." "We're making a long-term deposit." "Let's get out of this foul place." "Come on, let's go." "Bofur, Gloin, Nori." "Bilbo." "Hmm?" "Here." "This is about your size." "I can't take this." "The blade is of Elvish make which means it will glow blue when Orcs or Goblins are nearby." "I have never used a sword in my life." "And I hope you never have to." "But if you do, remember this:" "True courage is about knowing not when to take a life but when to spare one." "Gandalf..." "Where are we?" "You can feel it?" "Yes." "It feels like..." "Hmm." "Well, like magic." "That's exactly what it is." "A very powerful magic." "There's light ahead." "The Valley of Imladris." "In the common tongue, it's known by another name." "Rivendell." "Kind of you to invite us." "Not really dressed for dinner." "Well, you never are." "This is Orcrist, the Goblin-cleaver." "A famous blade forged by the High Elves of the West, my kin." "May it serve you well." "And this is Glamdring the Foehammer." "Sword of the King of Gondolin." "These were made for the Goblin Wars of the First Age." "I wouldn't bother, laddie." "Swords are named for the great deeds they do in war." "What are you saying, my sword hasn't seen battle?" "I'm not actually sure it is a sword." "More of a letter opener, really." "How did you come by these?" "We found them in a Troll-hoard on the Great East Road." "And what were you doing on the Great East Road?" "Excuse me." "Our business is no concern of Elves." "For goodness sake, Thorin, show him the map." "It is the legacy of my people." "It is mine to protect, as are its secrets." "Save me from the stubbornness of Dwarves." "Your pride will be your downfall." "You stand here in the presence of one of the few in Middle-earth who can read that map." "Show it to Lord Elrond." "Thorin, no." "Erebor." "What is your interest in this map?" "It's mainly academic." "As you know, this sort of artifact sometimes contains hidden text." "You still read ancient Dwarvish, do you not?" "Moon runes?" "Of course." "An easy thing to miss." "Well, in this case, that is true." "Moon runes can only be read by the light of a moon of the same shape and season as the day on which they were written." "Can you read them?" "These runes were written on a Midsummer's Eve by the light of a crescent moon nearly 200 years ago." "It would seem you were meant to come to Rivendell." "Fate is with you, Thorin Oakenshield." "The same moon shines upon us tonight." ""Stand by the gray stone when the thrush knocks and the setting sun with the last light of Durin's Day..." " ... will shine upon the keyhole."" " Durin's Day?" "It is the start of the Dwarves' new year, when the last moon of autumn and the first sun of winter appear in the sky together." "This is ill news." "Summer is passing." "Durin's Day will soon be upon us." "We still have time." " Time?" "For what?" " To find the entrance." "We have to be standing in exactly the right spot at exactly the right time." "Then, and only then, can the door be opened." "Hey!" "Hold on!" "Aah!" "Bilbo!" "We must find shelter!" "Look out!" "Hold on!" "This is no thunderstorm." "It's a thunder-battle!" "Look!" "Well, bless me." "The legends are true." "Giants!" "Stone-Giants!" "Take cover, you fool!" "Hold on!" "Go, go, go!" "It looks safe enough." "Search to the back." "Caves in the mountain are seldom unoccupied." "There's nothing here." "Right, then." "Let's get a fire started." "No." "No fires." "Not in this place." "Get some sleep." "We start at first light." "We were to wait in the mountains until Gandalf joined us." " That was the plan." " Plans change." "Where do you think you're going?" "Back to Rivendell." "No, no, you can't turn back now, eh?" "You're part of the company." "You're one of us." "I'm not, though, am I?" "Thorin said I should never have come and he was right." "I'm not a Took, I'm a Baggins." "I don't know what I was thinking." " I should never have run out my door." " You're homesick." "I understand." "No, you don't." "You don't understand." "None of you do." "You're Dwarves." "You're used to this life." "To living on the road, never settling in one place, not belonging anywhere!" "Oh, I am sorry." "I didn't..." "No, you're right." "We don't belong anywhere." "I wish you all the luck in the world." "I really do." "What's that?" "Hmm?" "Wake up!" "Wake up!" "Whoa!" "Look out!" "Look out!" "Get away!" "Filthy scum!" "Get back!" "You'll pay for this!" "Got you." "All right, all right." "Don't push." "Get off!" "Get your hands off me!" "Get off me!" "Get off me!" "Who would be so bold as to come armed into my kingdom?" "Spies?" "Thieves?" "Assassins?" "Dwarves, Your Malevolence." "What are you doing in these parts?" "We were on the road." "Well, it's not so much a road as a path." "It's not even that, come to think of it." "More like a track." "Anyway, the point is, we were on this road, like a path, like a track." "And then we weren't, which is a problem, because we were..." " ...supposed to be in Dunland..." "Shut up." "...last Tuesday." "Visiting distant relations." "Some inbreds on me mother's side." "Shut up!" "Well, well, well." "Look who it is." "Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror King Under the Mountain." "Oh, but I'm forgetting." "You don't have a mountain." "And you're not a king which makes you nobody, really." "Don't just stand there." "Search them." "Every crack." "Every crevice." "I know that sword!" "It is the Goblin-cleaver!" "The Biter!" "The blade that sliced a thousand necks!" "Slash them!" "Beat them!" "Kill them!" "Kill them all!" "Cut off his head!" "Take up arms." "Fight." "Fight!" "He wields the Foehammer!" "The Beater!" "Bright as daylight!" "Thorin!" "Follow me." "Quick!" "Run!" "Too many boneses, precious." "Not enough flesh!" "Shut up!" "Cut its skin off." "Start with its head." "The cold hard lands They bites our hands" "They gnaws our feet" "The rocks and stones They're like old bones" "All bare of meat" "Cold as death Without no breath lt's good to eat" "Bless us and splash us precious." "That's a meaty mouthful." "Gollum, gollum!" "Aah." "Back." "Stay back." "I'm warning you don't come any closer." "It's got an Elfish blade." "But it's not an Elfs." "Not an Elfs, no." "What is it, precious?" "What is it?" "My name is Bilbo Baggins." "Bagginses?" "What is a Bagginses, precious?" " I'm a Hobbit from the Shire." " Oh." "Does it like games?" "Does it, does it?" "Does it like to play?" "Maybe." "What has roots as nobody sees?" "ls taller than trees?" "Up, up, up it goes" "And yet" "Never grows" "The mountain." "Yes, yes." "Oh, let's have another one, eh?" "Yes!" "Do it again." "Do it again." "Ask us." "No!" "No more riddles." "Finish him off." "Finish him now!" "Gollum, gollum!" "No!" "No." "No." "No." "I want to play. I do." "I want to play. I can see you are very good at this." "So why don't we have a game of riddles?" "Yes?" "Just you and me." "Yes." "Yes, just us." "Yes." "Yes." "And if I win you show me the way out." "Yes?" "Yes." "Yes." "And if it loses?" "What then?" "Well, if it loses, precious, then we eats it." "If Baggins loses, we eats it whole." "Fair enough." "Well, Baggins first." "Thirty white horses on a red hill" "First they champ" "Then they stamp" "Then they stand still" "Teeth?" "Teeth!" "Oh, yes, my precious!" "But we" " We only have nine." "Our turn." "Voiceless, it cries" "Wingless flutters" "Toothless bites" "Mouthless" "Mutters" "Just a minute." "Uh..." "Oh." "Oh!" "We knows!" "We knows!" "Shut up!" "Wind." "It's wind." "Of course it is." "Very clever Hobbitses." "Very clever." "Ah-ah-ah." "A box without hinges" "Key or lid" "Yet golden treasure inside is hid" "Box." "Oh, um...." "Box." "The lid and a key." "Well?" "It's nasty." "Box." "Key." "Do you give up?" "Give us a chance, precious!" "Give us a chance!" "Eggses!" "Wet, crunchy little eggses." "Yes." "Grandmother taught us to suck them, yes!" "We have one for you." "All things it devours" "Birds, beasts" "Trees, flowers" "Gnaws iron" "Bites steel" "Grinds hard stones to meal" "Answer us." "Give me a moment, please." "I gave you a good long while." "Birds, beasts..." "Beasts?" "Trees, flowers." "I don't know this one." "Is it tasty?" "Is it scrumptious?" "Is it crunchable?" "Let me think." "It's stuck." "Bagginses is stuck." "Time's up." "Time." "The answer is time." "Actually it wasn't that hard." "Last question." "Last chance." "Okay." "Ask us." "Ask us!" "Yes, yes." "All right." "What have I got in my pocket?" "That's no fair." "It's not fair!" "It's against the rules!" "Now ask us another one." "No." "No, no, no." "You said ask me a question." "Well, that is my question." "What have I got in my pocket?" "Three guesses, precious." "It must give us three!" "Three guesses." "Very well, guess away." " Handses!" " Wrong." "Guess again." "Fishbones, Goblins' teeth, wet shells, bats' wings...." "Knife!" "Oh, shut up!" "Wrong again." "Last guess." "String." "Or nothing." "Two guesses at once." "Wrong both times." "So..." "Come, then. I won the game." "You promised to show me the way out." "Did we say so, precious?" "Did we say so?" "What has it got in its pocketses?" "That's no concern of yours." "You lost." "Lost?" "Where is it?" "No!" "Where is it?" "!" "No!" "Lost!" "Curse us and splash us!" "My precious is lost!" "What have you lost?" "Mustn't ask us!" "Not its business!" "No!" "Gollum!" "Gollum!" "What has it got in its nasty little pocketses?" "He stole it." "He stole it!" "He stole it!" "Give it to us!" "It's ours." "It's ours!" "Thief!" "Baggins!" "My precious... wait!" "Gollum, gollum!" "Baggins!" "Thief!" "Curse it and crush it!" "We hates it forever!" "Five, six, seven, eight." "Bifur." "Bofur." "That's 10." "Fili, Kili!" "That's 12." "And Bombur." "That makes 13." "Where's Bilbo?" "Where is our Hobbit?" "Curse that Halfling!" "Now he's lost?" "I thought he was with Dori!" "Don't blame me!" "Where did you last see him?" "I think I saw him slip away when they first collared us." "And what happened, exactly?" " Tell me!" " I'll tell you what happened." "Master Baggins saw his chance and he took it." "He has thought of nothing but his soft bed and his warm hearth since first he stepped out of his door." "We will not be seeing our Hobbit again." "He is long gone." "No." "He isn't." "Bilbo Baggins." "I have never been so glad to see anyone in my life." "I want to know." "Why did you come back?" "Look, I know you doubt me." "I know you always have." "And you're right." "I often think of Bag-end." "I miss my books." "And my armchair and my garden." "See, that's where l belong." "That's home." "And that's why I came back." "Because you don't have one." "A home." "It was taken from you." "But I will help you take it back if I can." "Out of the frying pan." "And into the fire." "Run." "Run!" "Go!" "Up into the trees!" "All of you!" "Come on!" "Climb!" "Bilbo, climb!" "They're coming!" " Hang on!" " Hold on, brothers!" "Fili!" "Yeah!" "No!" "Oh, no." "Mr. Gandalf!" "There is a house it's not far from here, where we might take refuge." "He will help us or he will kill us." "His name is Beorn." "He's a skin-changer." "He's under no enchantment but his own." "Sometimes he's a huge black bear." "Sometimes he's a great strong man." "The bear is unpredictable but the man can be reasoned with." "However he is not overfond of Dwarves." "Bilbo." "There you are." "Now this will require some delicate handling." "We must tread very carefully." "The last person to have startled him was torn to shreds." "I will go first and..." "Uh, Bilbo?" "You come with me." " Is this a good idea?" " Yes." "Now, the rest of you, you just wait here and don't come out until I give the signal." "Right." "Wait for the signal." "And no sudden moves or loud noises, and don't overcrowd him." "And only come out in pairs." "Right." "No, actually, Bombur um, you count as two so you should come out alone." "Mm." "Remember, wait for the signal." "The signal." "Right." "What signal would that be?" " Ahem." " You're nervous." "Nervous?" "What nonsense." "Good morning." "Good morning!" "Who are you?" "I'm Gandalf." "Gandalf the Grey." "Never heard of him." "I'm a Wizard." "Perhaps you've heard of my colleague Radagast the Brown." "He resides in the southern borders of Mirkwood." "What do you want?" "Well, simply to thank you for your hospitality." "You may have noticed that we took refuge in your lodgings here last night." "Who is this little fellow?" "Well, this would be Mr. Baggins from the Shire." "He's not a Dwarf, is he?" "Why, no." "No, he's a Hobbit." "A good family and unimpeachable reputation." "A Halfling and a Wizard." "How come you here?" "Oh, well, the fact is that we've had a bad time of it from Goblins in the mountains." "What did you go near Goblins for?" "Stupid thing to do." "You are absolutely..." " ...right." "No, it..." " There it is." "Go." " Go." " ...was terrible." "Dwalin and Balin." "And I must confess that, uh, several of our group are, in fact, Dwarves." "Do you call two "several"?" "Well, uh, now you put it that way..." "Yes, there could be more than two." "Go, go." "Wait, that's us." "Oh, and here are some more of our, uh, happy troop." "And do you call six a "troop"?" "What are you, a traveling circus?" "Go." "Go." "Go, go." "Dori and Ori at your service." "I don't want your service." "Absolutely understandable." "Go." "Go." "Oh, Fili and Kili." "I'd quite forgotten." "Yes." "Oh, yes, and Nori, Bofur Bifur and Bombur." "Is that it?" "Are there any more?" "You need to reach the mountain before the last days of autumn." "Before Durin's Day falls." "Yes." "You are running out of time." "Which is why we must go through Mirkwood." "A darkness lies upon that forest." "Fell things creep beneath those trees." "I would not venture there except in great need." "We will take the Elven Road." "That path is still safe." ""Safe"?" "The Wood Elves of Mirkwood are not like their kin." "They're less wise and more dangerous." "You will leave my ponies before you enter the forest." "Oh, you have my word." "Go now." "While you have the light." "The Elven Gate." "Here lies our path through Mirkwood." "Set the ponies loose." "Let them return to their master." "This forest feels sick." "As if a disease lies upon it." "Is there no way around?" "Not unless we go 200 miles north." "Or twice that distance south." "Not my horse!" "I need it!" "You're not leaving us?" "I would not do this unless I had to." "I'll be waiting for you at the overlook, before the slopes of Erebor." "Keep the map and key safe." "Do not enter that mountain without me." "This is not the Greenwood of old." "There is a stream in the woods that carries a dark enchantment." "Do not touch the water." "Cross only by the stone bridge." "The very air of the forest is heavy with illusion." "It'll seek to enter your mind and lead you astray." ""Lead us astray"?" "What does that mean?" "You must stay on the path." "Do not leave it." "If you do, you'll never find it again." "No matter what may come, stay on the path!" "Come on." "We must reach the mountain before the sun sets on Durin's Day." " Durin's Day?" " Let's go." "It is our one chance to find the hidden door." "The path turns this way." "This way." "Air." "I need air." "My head, it's swimming!" " We found the bridge." " Bridge." "Oh." "We could try and swim it." "Didn't you hear what Gandalf said?" "A dark magic lies upon this forest." "The waters of this stream are enchanted." "Doesn't look very enchanting to me." "We must find another way across." "These vines look strong enough." "Kili!" "We send the lightest first." "It's all right." "Can't see any... problem." "There's one." "Everything's fine." "Something is not right." "This is not right at all." "Stay where you are!" "Oh." "I can't get a grip." "What are you doing?" "You shouldn't have done that." "It's bad luck." "Wait." "Stop." "We can't leave the pa..." "We must stay on the path." "Look." "A tobacco pouch." "There's Dwarves in these woods." "Dwarves from the Blue Mountains, no less." "This is exactly the same as mine." "Because it is yours." "Do you understand?" "We're going around in circles." "We are lost." "We are not lost." "We keep heading east." "But which way is east?" "We've lost the sun." "I thought you were the expert." "The sun." "We have to find the sun." "I can see a lake!" "And a river." "And the Lonely Mountain." "We're almost there!" "Can you hear me?" "I know which way to go!" "Hello?" "Hello." "Oh, no." "Oh, come on." "Kill them!" "Kill them." "Eat them now, while their blood is running." "Their hide is tough, but there's good juice inside." "Stick it again." "Stick it again." "Finish it off." "The meat's alive and kicking!" "Kill him." "Kill him now." "Let us feast." " Feast!" "Feast!" " Feast!" "Feast!" "Eat them alive!" "Feast!" " What is it?" " What is it?" "Eat them alive!" "Fat and juicy." "Just a little taste." "Curse it!" "Where is it?" "!" "Where is it?" "!" "Here." "Ah!" "It stings!" "It stings!" "Sting." "That's a good name." "Sting." "You all right there, Bofur?" " I'm all right!" " Get it off me!" "Where's Bilbo?" "I'm up here!" "Grab the legs!" "Pull!" "Thorin!" "Get them!" " Come on!" " Look out, brother!" "Fili!" "We're clear!" " Again!" " Leave it!" "There's no way out!" "These are the Halls of the Woodland Realm." "No one leaves here but by the king's consent." "Some may imagine that a noble quest is at hand." "A quest to reclaim a homeland and slay a dragon." "I myself suspect a more prosaic motive." "Attempted burglary." "Or something of that ilk." "You have found a way in." "You seek that which would bestow upon you the right to rule." "The King's Jewel." "The Arkenstone." "It is precious to you beyond measure." "I understand that." "There are gems in the mountain that I too desire." "White gems of pure starlight." "I offer you my help." "I am listening." "I will let you go if you but return what is mine." "A favor for a favor." "You have my word." "One king to another." "I would not trust Thranduil the great king to honor his word should the end of all days be upon us!" "You who lack all honor!" "I have seen how you treat your friends." "We came to you once, starving, homeless seeking your help." "But you turned your back!" "You turned away from the suffering of my people and the inferno that destroyed us." "Do not talk to me of dragon fire." "I know its wrath and ruin." "I have faced the great serpents of the North." "I warned your grandfather of what his greed would summon." "But he would not listen." "You are just like him." "Stay here if you will and rot." "A hundred years is a mere blink in the life of an Elf." "I'm patient." "I can wait." "Did he offer you a deal?" "He did." "I told him he could go îsh kakhfê ai-'d dûr-rugnu." "Him and all his kin!" "Well, that's that, then." "A deal was our only hope." "Galion, you old rogue, we're running out of drink." "These empty barrels should have been sent back to Esgaroth hours ago." "The bargeman will be waiting for them." "Say what you like about our ill-tempered king." "He has excellent taste in wine." "Come, Elros, try it." "I have the Dwarves in my charge." "They're locked up." "Where can they go?" "Ha, ha." "I'll wager the sun is on the rise." "Must be nearly dawn." "We're never gonna reach the mountain, are we?" "Not stuck in here, you're not." "Bilbo!" "What?" "Shh!" "There are guards nearby!" " Ha, ha, ha." " Close the doors." " It'll buy us more time." " All right, Nori." " Up the stairs." " You first." "Ori." "Not that way." "Down here." "Follow me." "Go." "Easy, now." "This way." "Come on." "I don't believe it." "We're in the cellars!" "You were supposed to be leading us out, not further in!" "I know what I'm doing!" "Shh!" "This way!" "This way!" "Everyone climb into the barrels quickly." " Are you mad?" "They'll find us." " No, no." "They won't, I promise you." "Please, please." "You must trust me." "Do as he says." "Move your big ginger head." "Bifur, get in the barrel!" "Move!" "Everyone's in." "What do we do now?" "Hold your breath." "Hold my breath?" "What do you mean?" "Where is the Keeper of the Keys?" "Well done, Master Baggins." "Go!" "Come on, let's go!" "Hold on!" "Bilbo!" " Anything behind us?" " Not that I can see." " Make for the shore!" " Aye." "Come on, let's go!" "Gloin, help me, brother." "Come on, lift yourself." "Come on!" "Come on, you big lump, you!" "I'm fine." "It's nothing." "Bind his leg, quickly." "You have two minutes." "Do it again and you're dead." "Excuse me but you're from Lake-town, if I'm not mistaken." "That barge over there it wouldn't be available for hire, by any chance?" "We need food supplies, weapons." "Can you help us?" "I know where these barrels came from." "What of it?" "I don't know what business you had with the Elves but I don't think it ended well." "No one enters Lake-town but by leave of the Master." "All his wealth comes from trade with the Woodland Realm." "He would see you in irons before risking the wrath of King Thranduil." "Offer him more." "I'll wager there are ways to enter that town unseen." "Aye." "But for that you would need a smuggler." "For which we would pay double." "What's he doing?" "He's talking to someone." "He's pointing right at us." "Now they're shaking hands!" " What?" " The villain." "He's selling us out." "Quiet." "We're approaching the tollgate." "Get your hands off me." "You didn't see them." "They were never here." "The fish you can have for nothing." "Stay close." "Follow me." "What is this place?" "This, Mr. Baggins, is the world of Men." "Get it over here now." "Grab the other end." "That's it." "Keep your head's down, keep moving." "Quickly, now." "God, how many more are there?" "Halt." "Oi!" "Come on." "Move." "In the name of the Master of Lake-town I said halt." "Halt!" "Stop them!" " Get back." " Come here." "What is the meaning of this?" "A desperate bunch of mercenaries, if ever there was, sire." "Hold your tongue!" "You do not know to whom you speak." "This is no common criminal." "This is Thorin son of Thrain, son of Thror!" "We are the Dwarves of Erebor." "We have come to reclaim our homeland." "I remember this town in the great days of old." "Fleets of boats lay at harbor filled with silks and fine gems." "This was no forsaken town on a lake." "This was the center of all trade in the North!" "I would see those days return." "I would relight the great forges of the Dwarves and send wealth and riches flowing once more from the Halls of Erebor!" "You will have enough gold to rebuild Esgaroth 10 times over!" "Why should we take you at your word, aye?" "We know nothing about you." "Who here can vouch for your character?" "Me." "I'll vouch for him." "I have traveled far with these Dwarves through great danger and if Thorin Oakenshield gives his word then he will keep it." "You do know we're one short." "Where's Bofur?" " If he's not here, we leave him behind." " We'll have to." "If we're to find the door before nightfall we can risk no more delays." "Not you." "We must travel at speed." "You will slow us down." "What are you talking about?" "I'm coming with you." "Not now." "I'm going to be there when that door is opened." "When we first look upon the Halls of our Fathers, Thorin." "Kili, stay here." "Rest." "Join us when you're healed." "I'll stay with the lad." "My duty lies with the wounded." "Uncle." "We grew up on tales of the mountain." "Tales you told us." "You cannot take that away from him!" "Fili." "I will carry him if I must!" "One day you will be king and you will understand." "I cannot risk the fate of this quest for the sake of one Dwarf." "Not even my own kin." "Fili, don't be a fool." "You belong with the company." "I belong with my brother." "By my beard, is that the time?" "!" "Ah!" "Go now with our goodwill and good wishes." " And may your return bring good..." " Wait!" "...fortunes to all!" "Goodbye." "Out of the way!" "No!" "No!" "The King beneath the mountain" "Shall come into his own!" "And the bell shall ring in gladness" "At the Mountain King's return" "But all shall fail in sadness" "And the lake will shine and burn" "What is this place?" "It was once the city of Dale." "Now it is a ruin." "The desolation of Smaug." "The sun will soon reach midday." "We must find the hidden door into the mountain before it sets." "This way." "Wait." "Is this the overlook?" "Gandalf said to meet him here." " On no account were we to..." " Do you see him?" "We have no time to wait upon the Wizard." "We're on our own." "Come!" "If the map is true the hidden door lies directly above us." "Up here!" "You have keen eyes, Mr. Baggins." "This must be it." "The hidden door." "Let all those who doubted us rue this day!" "Right, then." "We have a key." "Which means that somewhere there is a key-hole." ""The last light of Durin's Day will shine upon the key-hole."" "Nori." "We're losing the light." "Come on." "Be quiet!" "I can't hear when you're thumping." "I can't find it." "It's not here!" "It's not here!" " Break it down!" " Aye." "Come on!" "Break!" "It has to break." "It's no good." "The door's sealed." "Can't be opened by force." "There's a powerful magic on it." "No!" ""The last light of Durin's Day will shine upon the key-hole."" "That is what it says." "What did we miss?" "What did we miss?" "Balin?" "We've lost the light." "There's no more to be done." "We had but one chance." "Come away, lads." "It's over." " Wait a minute." " We're too late." "Where are they going?" "You can't give up now!" "Thorin." "You can't give up now." ""Stand by the gray stone when the thrush knocks."" "The setting sun." ""And the last light of Durin's Day will shine..."" "The last light." "Last light." "The last light!" "The key-hole!" "Come back!" "Come back!" "It's the light of the moon!" "The last moon of autumn!" "Ha, ha, ha!" "Where's the key?" "Where's the key?" "Where's the...?" "It was here." "Come on, it was..." "It was here." "It was just..." "Erebor." "Thorin." "I know these walls." "These halls." "This stone." "You remember it, Balin." "Chambers filled with golden light." "I remember." ""Herein lies the Seventh Kingdom of Durin's Folk." "May the Heart of the Mountain unite all Dwarves in defense of this home."" "The Throne of the King." "Ah." "And what's that above it?" "The Arkenstone." "Arkenstone." "And what's that?" "That, Master Burglar is why you are here." "Hello." "He's not at home." "Not at home." "Ahem." "Good." "Good, good, good." "What's that?" "Shush." "Shush." "Arkenstone." "Arkenstone." "A large, white jewel." "Very helpful." "Well thief." "I smell you." "I hear your breath." "I feel your air." "Where are you?" "Where are you?" "Come, now don't be shy." "Step into the light." "Hmm." "There is something about you." "Something you carry." "Something made of gold." "But far more precious." "There you are." "Thief in the shadows." "I did not come to steal from you O Smaug the Unassessably Wealthy." "I merely wanted to gaze upon your magnificence." "To see if you really were as great as the old tales say." "I did not believe them." "And do you now?" "!" "Truly the tales and songs fall utterly short of your enormity O Smaug the Stupendous." "Do you think flattery will keep you alive?" "No, no." "No, indeed." "You seem familiar with my name but I don't remember smelling your kind before." "Who are you and where do you come from may I ask?" "I come from under the hill." "Underhill?" "And under hills and over hills my path has led." "And..." "And through the air." "I am he who walks unseen." "Impressive." "What else do you claim to be?" "I am..." "Luck-wearer." "Riddle-maker." "Lovely titles." "Go on." "Barrel-rider." "Barrels?" "Now that is interesting." "And what about your little Dwarf friends?" "Where are they hiding?" "Dwarves?" "No." "No, no." "No Dwarves here." "You've got that all wrong." "Oh, I don't think so, Barrel-rider!" "They sent you in here to do their dirty work while they skulk about outside." "Truly you are mistaken O Smaug, Chiefest and Greatest of Calamities." "You have nice manners for a thief and a liar!" "I know the smell and taste of Dwarf." "No one better!" "It is the gold!" "They are drawn to treasure like flies to dead flesh." "Did you think I did not know this day would come?" "!" "That a pack of canting Dwarves would come crawling back to the mountain?" "!" "The King Under the Mountain is dead." "I took his throne." "I ate his people like a wolf among sheep." "I kill where I wish." "When I wish." "My armor is iron." "My teeth are swords." "My claws are spears." "My wings are a hurricane!" "I think our little game ends here." "So tell me thief how do you choose to die?" " You're alive!" " Not for much longer." " Did you find the Arkenstone?" " The dragon's coming!" "The Arkenstone!" "Did you find it?" "We have to get out." "Thorin." "Thorin." "You will burn!" " Run!" " Ah!" "Come on, Bilbo!" "You think you can deceive me, Barrel-rider?" "You have come from Lake-town." "This is some sordid scheme hatched between these filthy Dwarves and those miserable tub-trading Lakemen." "Those sniveling cowards with their long bows and Black Arrows." "Perhaps it is time I paid them a visit." "Oh, no." "This isn't their fault!" "Wait!" "You cannot go to Lake-town!" "You care about them... do you?" "Good." "Then you can watch them die." "Here!" "You witless worm." "You." "I am taking back what you stole." "You will take nothing from me Dwarf." "I laid low your warriors of old." "I instilled terror in the hearts of Men." "I am King Under The Mountain." "This is not your kingdom." "These are Dwarf lands." "This is Dwarf gold." "And we will have our revenge." "Revenge?" "!" "Revenge?" "!" "I will show you revenge!" "I am fire." "I am death." "Dad!" "Bain!" "What are you doing?" "Why didn't you leave?" "You were supposed to leave." "I came to help you." "No, nothing can stop it now." "This might." "Bain, you go back." "You get out of here now." "Dad!" "Who are you that would stand against me?" "You have nothing left but your death!" "What was that?" "What happened?" "It fell, I saw it." "It's dead." "Smaug is dead." "By my beard, I think he's right!" "Look there!" "The Ravens of Erebor are returning to the Mountain." "Aye, word will spread." "Before long, every soul in Middle Earth will know the Dragon is dead!" " Dad!" " Come here." " You're alive!" "It's all right." "It was Bard." "He killed the dragon." "I saw it with me own eyes." "He brought the beast down." "Struck him dead with a Black Arrow." "You've saved us all, bless you." "All hail to the Dragon-slayer!" "All hail..." "King Bard!" "I have said it many times, this is a man of noble stock." " A born leader." " Do not call me that." "I'm not the Master of this town." "Where is he?" "!" " Where's the master?" " Half way down the Anduin with all our coin." "Winter is upon us." "We must look to our own, to the sick and the helpless." "Those who can stand, tend to the wounded and those who have strength left, follow me." " We must salvage what we can." " And what then?" "What do we do then?" "We find shelter." "Hello!" "Bombur?" "Bifur?" "Anybody?" "Wait!" "Wait!" "It's Bilbo." "He's alive!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "You need to leave." "We all need to leave." "We only just got here." "I tried talking to him, but he won't listen." " Who do you mean, laddie?" " Thorin!" "Thorin." "Thorin, he's been down there for days." "He doesn't sleep, he barely eats." "He's not been himself, not at all." "It's this... it's this place." "I think a sickness lies on it." "A sickness?" "What kind of sickness?" "Fili?" "Fili!" "Fili!" "Gold." "Gold beyond measure beyond sorrow... and grieve." "Behold the great treasure hoard of Thror." "Welcome my sisters' sons to the Kingdom of Erebor." "Push!" "I want this Fortress made safe by sun-up." "This Mountain was hard-won," "I will not see it taken again." "The people of Lake-town have nothing." "They came to us in need." "They have lost everything." "Do not tell me what they have lost." "I know well enough their hardship." "Those who've lived through dragon fire should reijoice!" "They have much to be grateful for." "More stone." "Bring more stone to the gate!" "These children are starving." "We need food." "We won't last three days." " Bard, we don't have enough." " Do what you can, Percy." "It will be all right, don't worry." "We need more water." "The children, the wounded and the women come first." "My Lord Thranduil, we did not look to see you here." "I heard you needed aid." "You have saved us." "I do not know how to thank you." "Your gratitude is misplaced." "I did not come on your behalf." "I came to reclaim something of mine." "Come on!" "Hail Thorin, son of Thrain." "We are glad to find you alive beyond hope." "Why do you come to gates of the King under the Mountain armed for war?" "Why does the King Under the Mountain fence himself in like a robber in his hole?" "Perhaps it is because I'm expecting to be robbed." "My Lord, we have not come to rob you, but to seek fair settlement." "Will you not speak with me?" "I'm listening." "On behalf of the people of Lake-town, I ask that you honor your pledge." "A share of the treasure so that they might rebuild their lives." "I will not treat with any man, while an armed host lies before my door." "That armed host will attack this mountain if we do not come to terms." "And your threats do not sway me." "What of your conscience?" "Does it not tell you our cause is just?" "My people offered you help." "And in return you brought upon them only ruin and death." "When did the men of Lake-town come to our aid before the promise of rich reward?" "A bargain was struck." "A bargain?" "What choice did we have but to barter our birthright for blankets and food?" "To ransom our future in exchange for our freedom." "You call that a fair trade?" "Tell me, Bard the dragon-slayer why should I honor such terms?" "Because you gave us your word." "Does that mean nothing?" "Begone, ere our arrows fly!" "What are you doing?" "You cannot go to war." " This does not concern you." " Excuse me!" "But just in case you haven't noticed, there is an army of Elves out there." "Not to mention several hundred angry fishermen." "We are in fact outnumbered." "Not for much longer." "What does that mean?" "It means, Master Baggins you should never underestimate Dwarves." "We have reclaimed Erebor." "Now we defend it." "You must set aside your petty grievances with the dwarves." "War is coming." "The cesspits of Dol Guldur have been emptied." "You're all in mortal danger." "What are you talking about?" "I can see you know nothing of wizards." "They are like winter thunder on a wild wind rolling in from a distance breaking hard and alarmed." "But sometimes a storm is just a storm." "Not this time." "Armies of Orcs are on the move." "These are fighters, they have been bred for war." "The Dwarves were never meant to reach Erebor." "Azog the Defiler was sent to kill them." "His master seeks control of the Mountain." "Not just for the treasure within but for where it lies, it's strategic position." "This is the gateway to reclaiming the lands of Angmar in the North." "If that fell Kingdom should rise again Rivendell, Lorien, the Shire even Gondor itself will fall." "These Orc armies you speak of, Mithrandir where are they?" "You, bowman!" "Did you agree with this?" "Is gold so important to you?" "Would you buy it with the blood of Dwarves?" "It will not come to that." "This is a fight they cannot win." "That won't stop them." "You think the Dwarves will surrender?" "They won't." "They will fight to the death to defend their own." "Bilbo Baggins!" "If I'm not mistaken, this is the Halfling who stole the keys to my dungeons from under the nose of my guards." "He is." "Sorry about that." "I came to give you this." "The Heart of the Mountain." "The King's jewel." "And worth a king's ransom." "How is this yours to give?" "I took it as my 14th share of the treasure." "Why would you do this?" "You owe us no loyalty." "I'm not doing it for you." "I know that Dwarves can be obstinate and pigheaded and difficult." "And suspicious and secretive with the worst manners you can possibly imagine." "But they are also brave and kind and loyal to a fault." "I've grown very fond of them, and I would save them if I can." "But Thorin values this stone above all else." "In exchange for its return, I believe he will give you what you were owed." "There will be no need for war." "I will put the next one between your eyes." "We've come to tell you payment of your debt has been offered and accepted." "What payment?" "I gave you nothing." "You have nothing." "We have this." "They have the Arkenstone." "Thieves." "How came you by the heirloom of our house?" "That stone belongs to the king." "And the king may have it and our good will." "But first he must honor his word." "They're taking us for fools." "This is a ruse and a filthy lie." "The Arkenstone is in this Mountain!" "It is a trick!" "It's no trick." "The stone is real." "I gave it to them." "You?" "I took it as my 14th share." "You would steal from me?" "Steal from you?" "No." "No." "I may be a burglar but I like to think I'm an honest one." "I'm willing to let it stand against my claim." "Against your claim?" "Your claim." "You have no claim over me, you miserable rat!" "I was going to give it to you." "Many times I wanted to, but..." "But what, thief?" "You are changed, Thorin." "The Dwarf I met in Bag-End would never have gone back on his word." "Would never have doubted the loyalty of his kin." "Do not speak to me of loyalty." "Throw him from the rampart!" "Did you not hear me?" "!" "I will do it myself." "I curse you!" "Cursed be the wizard that forced you on this company!" "If you don't like my burglar then please, don't damage him." "Return him to me." "You're not making a very splendid figure as King Under the Mountain, are you Thorin, son of Thrain?" "Never again will I have dealings with wizards..." " Go." " ...or Shire rats." "Are we resolved?" "The return of the Arkenstone for what was promised." "Give us your answer." "Will you have peace or war?" "I will have war." "Ironfoot." "Dain!" "Dain!" "Dain!" "Who is that?" "He doesn't look very happy." "It is Dain, Lord of the Iron Hills." " Thorin's cousin." " Are they alike?" "I've always found Thorin the more reasonable of the two." "Good morning!" "How are we all?" "I have a wee proposition if you wouldn't mind giving me a few moments of your time." "Would ya consider..." "Just sodding off?" "!" "All of you!" "Right now!" "Stand fast!" "Calm now, Lord Dain." "Gandalf the Grey." "Tell this rabble to leave or I'll water the ground with their blood." "There is no need for war between Dwarves, Men and Elves." "A legion of Orcs march on the mountain." "Stand your army down." "I will not stand down before any Elf." "Not least this faithless woodland sprite." "He wishes nothing but ill upon my people." "If he chooses to stand between me and my kin I'll split his pretty head open!" "See if he's still smirking then." "He's clearly mad, like his cousin." "You hear that, lads?" "We're on!" "Let's give these bastards a good hammering." "The Hordes of Hell are upon us!" "To battle, to battle, sons of Durin!" "I'm going over the wall, who's coming with me?" "Aye!" "Yes!" "Come on, let's go." " Stand down." " What?" "Are we to do nothing?" "I said stand down!" "The Elves will they not fight?" "Thranduil!" "This is madness!" "Uh, Gandalf is this a good place to stand?" "Azog." "He's trying to cut us off." "All of you fall back to Dale!" "Now!" "To the city!" "Bilbo, this way!" "Where's Thorin?" "We need him." "Where is he?" "I have no right to ask this of any of you but will you follow me one last time?" "Gandalf!" "It's Thorin." "And Fi­li and Ki­li and Dwalin." "He's taking his best warriors." "To do what?" "To cut the head of the snake." "Where is he?" "This looks empty." " I think Azog has fled." " I don't think so." "Fili, take your brother." "Scout out the towers." "Keep low and out of sight." "If you see something, report back." "Do not engage." "Do you understand?" "We have company." "Goblin mercenaries." "No more then a hundred." "We'll take care of them." "Go!" "Go!" "Recall your company." "My Lord!" "Disperse this force to Ravenhill." "The Dwarves are about to be overrun." " Thorin must be warned." " By all means, warn him." "I've spent enough Elvish blood in defense of this accursed land." "No more!" "Thranduil?" " I'll go." " Don't be ridiculous." " You'll never make it." " Why not?" "Because they will see you coming, and kill you!" "No, they won't." "They won't see me." "It's out of the question." "I won't allow it." "I'm not asking you to allow it, Gandalf." "Stay here, search the lower levels." "I've got this." "Where is that Orc-filth?" "Thorin!" "Bilbo." "You have to leave here." "Now!" "Azog has another army, attacking from the north." "This watchtower will be completely surrounded there'll be no way out." "We are so close." "That Orc-scum is in there." " I say we push on." " No!" "That's what he wants." "He wants to draw us in." "This is a trap." "Find Fili and Ki­li, call them back." " Thorin, are you sure about this?" " Do it." "We live to fight another day." "Oh." "Go." "Run!" "Ki­li!" "Thorin!" "Thorin, no." "The eagles are coming." "Hey, Bilbo." "No, don't look." "Don't move." "Lie still." "Oh." " I'm glad you're here." " Shh, shh, shh, shh." "I wish to part from you in friendship." "No, you are not going anywhere, Thorin." "You're going to live." "I would take back my words and my deeds at the gate." "You did what only a true friend would do." "Forgive me." "I was too blind to see." "I am so sorry that I have led you into such peril." "No, I'm glad to have shared in your perils, Thorin." "Each and every one of them." "It is far more than any Baggins deserves." "Farewell, Master Burglar." "Go back to your books and your armchair." "Plant your trees and watch them grow." "If more people valued home above gold this world would be a merrier place." "No." "No, no, no, no." "No, Thorin!" "Thorin, don't you dare..." "Thorin?" "Look, Thorin." "Thorin, hold on." "You hold on..." "You see, the Eagles the Eagles, the Eagles are here." "Thorin..." "The Eagles..." "There is to be a great feast tonight." "Songs will be sung, tales will be told and Thorin Oakenshield will pass into legend." "I know that's how you must honor him but to me, he was never that." "He was..." "To me..." "He was..." "Well, I think I'll slip quietly away." "Will you tell the others I said goodbye?" "You can tell them yourself." "If any of you are ever passing Bag-End..." "Tea is at four." "There's plenty of it." "And you are welcome any time." "Uh..." "Don't bother knocking." "Ahh, the borders of the Shire." "It is here I must leave you." "That's a shame." "I quite liked having a wizard around." "It seems they bring good luck." "Farewell." "Wait a minute, that my mother's glory box." "And that's my dining chair." "Put that poof down!" "What is going on?" "Hello, mister Bilbo!" "You're not supposed to be here." "What do you mean?" "On account of you being presumed dead and all." "I am not dead, presumed or otherwise." "I'm not sure that's permitted." "Mister Bilbo!" "... anyone." "Any bids on 21?" "Any ones on 21?" "Aha!" "Sold to Mrs. Bolder!" "Somewhere for Fatty to put his feet on." "So do I have any bids for this?" "This is Shire-made." "None of your Dwarvish reproductions here, honestly." "Stop!" "Stop, there's been a mistake." " Who are you?" " What do you mean "who am I"?" "You know perfectly well who I am Lobelia Sackville Baggins." "This is my home and those are my spoons." "Thank you very much." "This is most irregular." "It's been more than 13 months since the disappearance." "If you are in fact Bilbo Baggins and undeceased can you prove it?" "What?" "Well... uh, something official with your name on it would suffice." "All right." "Right!" "A contract of employment as a..." "A bu..." "Never mind as what." " There, my signature." " Yes, well... uh..." "Oh, it certainly seems to be in order." "Yes, it seems there can be no doubt." "Who is this person you pledged your service to?" "Thorin Oakenshield?" "He..." "He was my friend." "THE END"