All language subtitles for The_Hobbit_1977_WEBRip_x26

Gandalf:
IN A HOLE IN THE GROUND

THERE LIVED A HOBBIT.

MANY AGES AGO,

WHEN THIS ANCIENT PLANET
WAS NOT QUITE SO ANCIENT,

LONG BEFORE MAN
RECORDED HIS HISTORY,

THERE WAS THE TIME
OF MIDDLE-EARTH,

WHEN MAN SHARED HIS DAYS

WITH ELVES, DWARVES,
WIZARDS, GOBLINS, DRAGONS,

AND...HOBBITS.

IN THE LANDS
OF MIDDLE-EARTH,

IN AN AREA KNOWN
AS THE SHIRE,

THERE WAS A VILLAGE
NAMED HOBBITON.

THERE, IN A HOLE
IN THE GROUND,

LIVED A HOBBIT.

NOT A NASTY, DIRTY,
WET HOLE,

NOR A DRY, BARE,
SANDY HOLE.

IT WAS A HOBBIT-HOLE,

AND THAT MEANS COMFORT.

BILBO BAGGINS?

UH, YES.

I AM LOOKING
TO HIRE A BURGLAR.

BURGLAR? HA.

I AM AFRAID YOU'VE COME
TO THE WRONG PLACE.

YOU MEAN YOU DO NOT WISH
TO SHARE A GRAND ADVENTURE?

DEAR ME, NO.

WE HOBBITS ARE PLAIN,
QUIET FOLK.

ADVENTURES MAKE ONE
LATE FOR DINNER.

ENOUGH!

I AM GANDALF!

AND "GANDALF"
MEANS ME!

Dwarves: * FAR OVER
THE MISTY MOUNTAINS COLD *

GANDALF?

NOT THE WANDERING
WIZARD?

THE SAME.

LISTEN.

* TO DUNGEONS DEEP
AND CAVERNS OLD *

* WE MUST AWAY
ERE BREAK OF DAY *

* TO SEEK THE PALE,
ENCHANTED GOLD *

THORIN AND COMPANY
AT YOUR SERVICE.

DWALIN, BALIN,

KILI, FILI,

DORI, NORI, AND ORI.

OIN, SIR,
AND GLOIN, SIR.

CALL HIM BIFUR
AND HIM BOFUR.

AND, UH, BOMBUR

AT YOUR SERVICE.

WE ARE ALL
AT YOUR SERVICE.

Dwarves: * CHIP THE GLASSES,
CRACK THE PLATES *

* THAT'S WHAT
BILBO BAGGINS HATES *

* THAT'S WHAT
BILBO BAGGINS HATES *

* SO CAREFULLY, CAREFULLY
WITH THE PLATES *

* BLUNT THE KNIVES
AND BEND THE FORKS *

* SMASH THE BOTTLES,
BURN THE CORKS *

* THAT'S WHAT
BILBO BAGGINS HATES *

* SO CAREFULLY, CAREFULLY
WITH THE PLATES *

WHAT DO THESE DWARVES
WANT IN HOBBITON?

THEY HAVE COME FOR TEA
AND FOR SUPPER...

AND FOR YOU...

BURGLAR BAGGINS.

Dwarves: * FAR OVER
THE MISTY MOUNTAINS COLD *

* TO DUNGEONS DEEP
AND CAVERNS OLD *

* WE MUST AWAY... *

THERE'S A MAGIC
IN THAT MUSIC.

AND IT MOVES
THROUGH ME.

YOU FEEL THE LOVE
OF BEAUTIFUL THINGS.

TO GO AND SEE
THE GREAT MOUNTAINS

AND HEAR THE PINE TREES
AND WATERFALLS...

TO WEAR A SWORD
INSTEAD OF A WALKING STICK.

JUST ONCE.

GANDALF, DWARVES,
AND BURGLAR BAGGINS...

WHAT IS THIS
"BURGLAR" BUSINESS?

IF YOU PREFER, YOU CAN SAY
EXPERT TREASURE-HUNTER.

WELL, YES, UH,
I DO PREFER THAT.

WE ARE MET TONIGHT
IN THE HOUSE OF OUR FRIEND,

THIS MOST EXCELLENT HOBBIT.

MAY THE HAIR ON HIS TOES
NEVER FALL OUT.

Dwarves: HEAR, HEAR!

Thorin: WE SHALL SOON START
ON OUR LONG JOURNEY.

OUR OBJECT IS, I TAKE IT,
WELL-KNOWN TO US...

ALL OF US?

UH, IT IS NOT, UH,
WELL-KNOWN TO ME.

REALLY?

THEN WE MUST INFORM
OUR BURGLAR.

AHEM.

WE SEEK A TREASURE,

THAT WHICH
IS RIGHTFULLY OURS.

FAR OFF IN THE EAST,

BEYOND THE MISTY MOUNTAINS

AND THE DARK FOREST
OF MIRKWOOD,

THERE YOU WILL FIND...

LONELY MOUNTAIN.

LONG AGO, THIS WAS
THE HOME OF MY PEOPLE

AND WAS RULED
BY MY GRANDFATHER--

KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN.

Gandalf: THE DWARVES OF YORE
MADE MIGHTY SPELLS,

WHILE HAMMERS FELL
LIKE RINGING BELLS

IN PLACES DEEP,
WHERE DARK THINGS SLEEP,

IN HOLLOW HALLS
BENEATH THE FELLS.

GOBLETS THEY CARVED THERE
FOR THEMSELVES

AND HARPS OF GOLD;
WHERE NO MAN DELVES

THERE LAY THEY LONG,
AND MANY A SONG

WAS SUNG UNHEARD
BY MAN OR ELVES.

FOR ANCIENT KING
AND ELVISH LORD

THERE MANY A GLEAMING,
GOLDEN HOARD

THEY SHAPED AND WROUGHT,
AND LIGHT THEY CAUGHT

TO HIDE IN GEMS
ON HILT OF SWORD.

ON SILVER NECKLACES
THEY STRUNG

THE FLOWERING STARS,
ON CROWNS THEY HUNG

THE DRAGON-FIRE,
IN TWISTED WIRE

THEY MESHED THE LIGHT
OF MOON AND SUN.

Thorin: UNDOUBTEDLY,

ALL THIS WEALTH
WAS WHAT BROUGHT THE DRAGON.

Gandalf: 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.

Thorin: AND BELOW US
IN THE VALLEY LAY DALE.

Gandalf: THE BELLS
WERE RINGING IN THE DALE,

THE MEN LOOKED UP
WITH FACES PALE;

THE DRAGON'S IRE
MORE FIERCE THAN FIRE

LAID LOW THEIR TOWERS
AND HOUSES FRAIL.

THE MOUNTAIN SMOKED
BENEATH THE MOON;

THE DWARVES, THEY HEARD
THE TRAMP OF DOOM.

THEY FLED THEIR HALL
TO DYING FALL

BENEATH HIS FEET,
BENEATH THE MOON.

Dwarves: * WE MUST AWAY
ERE BREAK OF DAY *

* TO WIN OUR HARPS
AND GOLD FROM HIM *

Thorin:
CURSES TO THE DRAGON!

CURSES TO SMAUG!

HE KILLED OUR MEN
AND STOLE OUR GOLD!

Dwarves: CURSES
TO THE DRAGON SMAUG!

IS THIS THE ADVENTURE
YOU'VE PLANNED FOR ME,

TO HELP YOU
RECAPTURE THE GOLD?

NONE OTHER.

EEE!

THERE ARE 13 OF YOU--

VERY UNLUCKY.

MR. BAGGINS
WILL MAKE IT 14.

Bilbo: OHH...

A SPLENDID LUCKY NUMBER
YOU'VE FOUND FOR US.

NO ARGUMENTS.

LET US HAVE
THE CONTRACT.

FUNERAL EXPENSES?

DO YOU FIND
THE TERMS ACCEPTABLE?

OF COURSE HE DOES.

I--BUT--BUT--
BUT I--

AND SO...

TOMORROW BEGINS
YOUR GREATEST ADVENTURE.

YAY! YAY!
YAY!

* THE GREATEST ADVENTURE *

* IS WHAT LIES AHEAD *

* TODAY AND TOMORROW *

* ARE YET TO BE SAID *

* THE CHANCES,
THE CHANGES *

* ARE ALL YOURS TO MAKE *

* THE MOLD OF YOUR LIFE *

* IS IN YOUR HANDS
TO BREAK *

* THE GREATEST ADVENTURE *

* IS THERE IF YOU'RE BOLD *

* THE GOAL OF THE MOMENT *

* THAT LIFE MAKES YOU HOLD *

* TO MEASURE THE MEANING *

* CAN MAKE YOU DELAY *

* IT'S TIME
YOU STOPPED THINKIN' *

* AND WASTIN' THE DAY *

* A MAN WHO'S A DREAMER *

* AND NEVER TAKES LEAVE *

* WHO THINKS OF A WORLD *

* THAT IS JUST
MAKE-BELIEVE *

* WILL NEVER KNOW PASSION *

* WILL NEVER KNOW PAIN *

* WHO SITS BY THE WINDOW *

* WILL ONE DAY SEE RAIN *

* THE GREATEST ADVENTURE *

* IS WHAT LIES AHEAD *

* TODAY AND TOMORROW *

* ARE YET TO BE SAID *

* THE CHANCES,
THE CHANGES *

* ARE ALL YOURS TO MAKE *

* THE MOLD OF YOUR LIFE *

* IS IN YOUR HANDS
TO BREAK *

* THE GREATEST ADVENTURE *

* IS WHAT *

* LIES AHEAD *

NO HAT,
NO STICK, NO PIPE.

NOT EVEN
A POCKET-HANDKERCHIEF.

HOW CAN ONE SURVIVE?

HOW DID GANDALF
GET AHEAD OF US, BOMBUR?

HE COMES AND GOES
AT WILL.

HE IS A WIZARD,
YOU KNOW.

OH, BOTHER BURGLING

AND EVERYTHING
TO DO WITH IT.

ALWAYS REMEMBER, BILBO,

WHEN YOUR HEART
WANTS LIFTING,

THINK OF PLEASANT THINGS.

EGGS AND BACON,

A GOOD FULL PIPE,

MY GARDEN AT TWILIGHT,

CAKES...

WE'LL CAMP HERE.

PERHAPS WE CAN FIND
A DRY PATCH TO SLEEP ON.

HOO HOO!

OUR LOOKOUT
HAS SPIED SOMETHING.

LOOK! TROLLS!

Thorin: MISERABLE,
NO-GOOD ROBBING TROLLS.

Bilbo: WHERE THE DEUCE
IS GANDALF?

Balin: LEFT US AGAIN,

JUST WHEN A WIZARD

WOULD HAVE BEEN
MOST USEFUL.

NO MATTER.

WE'VE AN EXPERT BURGLAR
WITH US.

WHAT HAVE TROLLS
TO DO WITH BURGLING?

WE COULD USE SOME OF THAT
MEAT THEY'RE COOKING.

OH, I SAY.

BURGLAR,
DO YOUR BURGLING!

BLAST!

NOTHIN' BUT MUTTON
TO EAT.

HOW I LONG

FOR A BIT
OF BAD FLESH.

BACON AND EGGS,

MY FIREPLACE,
HOT CHESTNUTS...

WHAT THE BLAZES!

HELP! HELP! LET ME DOWN!
STOP IT! STOP IT!

WHAT HAVE WE
GOT HERE?

LET'S COOK HIM
AND FIND OUT.

HA HA HA!

EHH, HE WOULDN'T
MAKE A MOUTHFUL.

BUT MAYBE THERE'S MORE
WHERE HE CAME FROM.

DWARVES, I'M DONE FOR!

RUN FOR IT!

DWARVES?

NOW, THAT'S
A SUPPER.

LET'S GO GET 'EM ALL.

L-LET--LET'S
ROAST 'EM.

NAH. BOIL 'EM, SAYS I.

EACH TO HIS OWN,
BOYS.

THERE'S PLENTY
FOR ALL.

I LIKES MINE...
RAW.

Gandalf:
DAWN TAKE YOU ALL

AND BE STONE TO YOU.

Troll: THE SUN!

BLAST IT!

HOW--HOW DID THE MORNING

COME SO SOON?

WE'RE DONE FOR!

AAH! AAH!
AAH!

EXCELLENT!

ONE MOMENT.

ONE MOMENT!

WHERE'S THAT
BUMBLING BURGLAR?

LUCKY NUMBER, INDEED.

Bilbo: OVER HERE!

COME SEE WHAT I'VE FOUND!

HMM. NOT BAD, BURGLAR...

FOR YOUR FIRST ATTEMPT.

OH, IT WAS...
NOTHING, ACTUALLY.

AHH, WE'LL KEEP THESE.

THESE ARE FINE BLADES,

CONSIDERING THEY WERE
MADE BY TROLLS.

THEY DON'T SEEM
LIKE TROLL BLADES TO ME.

PROBABLY STOLEN.

SEE THESE STRANGE RUNES?

WHATEVER ARE RUNES?

ANCIENT WRITING.

MINE HAS THEM, TOO.

CAN YOU
MAKE THEM OUT?

I AM NOT FAMILIAR
WITH THESE LETTERS.

WELL, WHOEVER MADE THEM,

WE'VE GOT THEM NOW.

COVER UP THE TREASURE,
MEN.

WE'LL FETCH IT
ON OUR RETURN.

TAKE THAT, SMAUG,

YOU FILTHY WORM!

I SEE YOU'VE ALSO
CLAIMED A SWORD.

UH, YES. HEH.
JUST A DAGGER, ACTUALLY.

BUT FOR ONE OF MY SIZE,
IT SUFFICES.

* THE GREATEST ADVENTURE *

* IS WHAT *

* LIES AHEAD *

HURRY, MEN.
WE MUST BE ON OUR WAY.

HOLD!

HOLD?

IT IS TIME FOR YOU
TO HAVE THIS.

AND WHAT MAY THAT BE?

THIS IS A MAP
OF LONELY MOUNTAIN,

PRESENTED TO ME
100 YEARS AGO

BY YOUR FATHER.

WHAT? WHY DID IT NOT
COME TO ME,

THE RIGHTFUL HEIR?

I'VE CHOSEN MY OWN TIME
TO HAND IT OVER.

OH, I DO LOVE MAPS.

I HAVE QUITE A COLLECTION.

BAH. I REMEMBER THE MOUNTAIN
WELL ENOUGH WITHOUT THIS.

INDEED.

AND HOW DO YOU
INTEND

TO ENTER
SMAUG'S CHAMBERS,

THROUGH
THE MAIN GATE

AS A HOUSEGUEST?

YOU'D BE ASHES

BEFORE YOU TOOK
YOUR SEVENTH STEP.

OH, SEE, LOOK!

THIS HAND POINTS
FROM THESE...

UH, RUNES

TO--BLESS MY SOUL--

A SECRET ENTRANCE!

A HIDDEN PASSAGE
TO THE LOWER HALLS!

EXCELLENT, BURGLAR.

I'M REALLY QUITE GOOD
WITH MAPS.

LET ME SEE.

YES.

QUITE CORRECT.

BUT HAS IT REMAINED
A SECRET ALL THESE YEARS?

IT'S TOO SMALL
FOR SMAUG TO USE.

AND IT'S COVERED
BY A DOOR

MADE TO LOOK
EXACTLY LIKE

THE SIDE
OF THE MOUNTAIN.

HERE IS THE KEY.

KEEP IT SAFE.

HUH? OH,
WELL, OF COURSE I WILL.

BUT IF THE SECRET DOOR
IS HIDDEN,

HOW DO WE FIND IT?

THE MAP DOESN'T TELL.

IT DOES
AND IT DOESN'T.

HUH?

YOU WILL UNDERSTAND...

IN TIME.

* TODAY AND TOMORROW *

* ARE YET TO BE SAID *

BEHOLD, AT LAST,

RIVENDELL, THE HIDDEN VALLEY
OF THE ELVES,

WHERE ELROND DWELLS.

SIMPLY ENCHANTING.

Elves:
* O WHAT ARE YOU DOING... *

BUT WE MUST BE ON.

PITY. ELVISH SINGING
IS NOT A THING TO MISS,

IN JUNE UNDER
THE STARS...BUT...

* O TRA-LA-LA-LALLY *

* HERE DOWN IN THE VALLEY *

* HA! HA! *

* O WHERE ARE YOU GOIN' *

* WITH BEARDS
ALL A *

* NO KNOWIN', NO KNOWIN' *

* WHAT BRINGS
MR. BAGGINS *

* AND BALIN AND DWALIN *

* INTO THE VALLEY... *

Gandalf:
MY DEAR ELROND,

YOUR HOSPITALITY
IS MAGNIFICENT--

THE FOOD, THE WINE,

THE STORIES,
THE MUSIC.

YES, BUT WE'VE MUCH
TO ACCOMPLISH.

YOU PROMISED
TO HAVE A LOOK-SEE

AT THESE TROLL SWORDS
AFTER OUR FEAST.

YES, YES,
OF COURSE.

WELL, FIRST OF ALL,

THEY'RE NOT TROLL-MAKE.

THEY MUST
HAVE BEEN STOLEN.

THEY WERE MADE
FOR THE GOBLIN-WARS.

THIS SWORD, THORIN,

THE RUNES NAME:

"ORCRIST,
THE GOBLIN-CLEAVER."

AND MINE?

"GLAMDRING,
THE FOE-HAMMER."

KEEP THEM WELL.

I WILL KEEP THIS
IN HONOR.

NOW SHOW ME YOUR MAP.

I HAVE IT HERE.

UH...

SOMETHING STRANGE.

LET'S SEE.

YES, INDEED.

THERE ARE
MOON-LETTERS HERE.

SEE?

WHAT ARE
MOON

RUNES...
THAT CAN ONLY BE SEEN

WHEN THE MOON
SHINES BEHIND THEM.

THEY GIVE DIRECTIONS
FOR FINDING...

THE SECRET DOOR.

"STAND BY THE GRAY STONE
WHEN THE THRUSH KNOCKS,

"AND THE LAST LIGHT
OF THE SETTING SUN

"WILL SHINE...

UPON THE KEYHOLE."

Thorin: THIS WAY!

SHELTER!

A DRY CAVE!

NOW GET SOME SLEEP, MEN.

WE'VE FOUND
THE PERFECT PLACE TO CAMP.

Dwarves: * CHIP THE GLASSES,
CRACK THE PLATES *

* THAT'S WHAT
BILBO BAGGINS HATES *

* THAT'S WHAT
BILBO BAGGINS HATES *

* SO CAREFULLY, CAREFULLY
WITH THE PLATES *

DWARVES HAVE
A STRANGE NOTION

OF PERFECTION.

AND WHERE'S GANDALF?

GONE AGAIN.

I WISH I WAS A WIZARD.

HULLO, WHAT'S THIS?

LOOK OUT!

THE PONIES! THE PONIES!

WAKE UP!
WE'RE BEING ROBBED!

THE GOBLINS ARE UPON US!

SAVE THE PONIES
FROM THE GOBLINS!

Goblins:
* YOU GO, MY LAD! *

* HO HO, MY LAD! *

* DOWN, DOWN
TO GOBLIN-TOWN *

* DOWN, DOWN
TO GOBLIN-TOWN *

* DOWN, DOWN
TO GOBLIN-TOWN *

* YOU GO, MY LAD! *

* HO HO, MY LAD! *

* GOBLINS QUAFF,
AND GOBLINS EAT *

* GOBLINS LAUGH,
AND GOBLINS BLEAT *

* BATTER, YAMMER,
WHIP, AND HAMMER *

* OH *

* BELOW, MY LAD *

* HO HO, MY LAD! *

* DOWN, DOWN
TO GOBLIN-TOWN *

* DOWN, DOWN
TO GOBLIN-TOWN *

* DOWN, DOWN
TO GOBLIN-TOWN *

* YOU GO, MY LAD! *

* HO HO, MY LAD!

WHO ARE THESE
MISERABLE PERSONS?

THORIN AT YOUR SERVICE.

WE DID NOT MEAN
TO TRESPASS.

WE WERE MERELY
SEEKING SHELTER

FROM THE STORM.

HE IS A LIAR,
O TRULY TREMENDOUS ONE.

ASK HIM TO EXPLAIN
HIS WEAPON.

THIS SWORD
IS NAMED ORCRIST...

THE GOBLIN-CLEAVER!

AAH!

MURDERERS!

ELF-FRIENDS!

Gandalf: STOP!

UHH!

I KNOW THAT SWORD!

IT IS CALLED GLAMDRING,

THE FOE-HAMMER!

NO!

Bilbo: GANDALF!

GOOD OLD GANDALF!

FOLLOW ME, QUICKLY!

THROUGH HERE!

FOLLOW ME!

OOOOHHH!

BILBO...

HE'S GONE.

BILBO!

WHERE ARE YOU?

MY PRECIOUS.

IT IS MY PRECIOUS.

HELLO, MY PRECIOUS.

BLESS US AND SPLASH US!

FOOD FOR MY PRECIOUS!

Bilbo: EGGS AND BACON,
SPOONS ALL POLISHED...

WARM MUFFINS
AND SWEET BUTTER...

WHAT...IS THAT NOISE,
MY PRECIOUS?

MY PRECIOUS DOES NOT KNOW.

BLESS MY SOUL.

HELLO. WHAT'S THIS?

HMM. NICE SOUVENIR TO SHOW
THE NEIGHBORS BACK HOME,

IF I EVER GET HOME.

GOLLUM.

OH! WHO ARE YOU?

BLESS US,
MY PRECIOUS...

A TASTY MORSEL
IT WOULD MAKE US.

WHAT...IS IT,
MY PRECIOUS?

I AM
MR. BILBO BAGGINS.

I HAVE LOST MY DWARVES,
MY WIZARD, AND MY WAY.

GOLLUM...GOLLUM...

MIND YOU, I'M ARMED
WITH AN ELVISH BLADE.

THAT'S BETTER.

PERHAPS YOU KNOW
THE WAY OUT?

YES--GOLLUM--

BUT PERHAPS
WE SIT HERE

AND CHATS WITH IT
A BITSY, MY PRECIOUS?

IT...LIKES...
RIDDLES?

DO I LIKE RIDDLES?

WELL...YES,
AFTER A FASHION.

IT MUST HAVE
A COMPETITION WITH US.

IF PRECIOUS ASKS
AND IT DOESN'T ANSWER...

WE...EATS IT,
MY PRECIOUS.

OH, I SAY!

BUT IF IT ASKS US

AND WE DOESN'T
ANSWER...

THEN WE SHOWS IT
THE WAY OUT!

IT SEEMS I HAVE
NO CHOICE.

MY PRECIOUS,

WE MAKES
THE FIRST RIDDLE.

VOICELESS, IT CRIES.
WINGLESS, FLUTTERS.

TOOTHLESS, BITES.
MOUTHLESS, MUTTERS.

CAN IT...GUESS...
THE ANSWER?

HALF A MOMENT.

IS IT NICE,
MY PRECIOUS?

IS IT JUICY?
GOOEY

IS IT SCRUMPTIOUS?

IF YOU PLEASE!

WIND!
WIND IS THE ANSWER.

AH. NOW MY TURN.

A BOX WITHOUT HINGES,
KEY, OR LID,

YET GOLDEN TREASURE
INSIDE IS HID.

LET US GIVE IT
A CHANCE, MY PRECIOUS.

AHH! EGGS!

EGGS IT IS!

OH, BOTHER!

* IT CANNOT BE SEEN,
CANNOT BE FELT *

* CANNOT BE HEARD,
CANNOT BE SMELT *

* IT LIES BEHIND STARS
AND UNDER HILLS *

* AND EMPTY HOLES
IT FILLS *

* IT COMES FIRST
AND FOLLOWS AFTER *

* ENDS LIFE,
KILLS LAUGHTER *

* THE ANSWER IS DARK *

* THE DARK *

US NOW! NOW US,
MY PRECIOUS!

I'M AQUIVER
WITH ANTICIPATION.

NOW...

THIS THING
ALLS THINGS DEVOURS,

BIRDS, BEASTS,
TREES, FLOWERS,

GNAWS IRON,
BITES STEEL,

GRINDS HARD STONES
TO MEAL,

SLAYS KING,
RUINS TOWN,

AND BEATS
HIGH MOUNTAIN DOWN!

HMM...WELL,
UH, INTERESTING.

HEH. YES, NOW, UH,
LET ME SEE...

WHAT DOES IT ANSWER?
WHAT DOES IT ANSWER?

JUST A MOMENT, NOW.

MMM...MY PRECIOUS...

WILL IT TASTE
DELICIOUS?

YES...IT WILL!

GIVE ME SOME T-TIME.

WHAT?

WHAT...DOES IT SAY?!

I SAID TIME. TIME!

WHAT?!

AAUGGH! AAH!
OHH! UGHH!

WHAT EVER
IS THE MATTER?

IT GUESSED!
TIME IS THE ANSWER.

IT IS?

OH! OH...
I KNEW IT ALL ALONG.

THAT'S AN OLD ONE.

WELL, FUN'S FUN.

NOW, COULDN'T WE
GET OUT OF HERE?

NO! IT'S GOT TO ASK
US ANOTHER RIDDLE,

MY PRECIOUS.

YES! YES!

OH, BLAST! I CAN'T THINK
OF ANOTHER ONE.

ASK! ASK!

OH, VERY WELL.

WHAT HAVE I GOT
IN MY POCKET?

NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR
TO ASK MY PRECIOUS

WHAT IT'S GOT IN

ITS NASTY LITTLE
POCKETESES!

I'M SORRY.
THAT'S MY RIDDLE.

IF YOU CAN'T
GUESS IT, YOU LOSE,

AND SHOW ME OUT.

OHH...
OHHHH...

OH, MY PRECIOUS
LOSES!

OHHHHH!

BUT FIRST,

MY PRECIOUS SHOWS IT
SOMETHING PRETTY.

YOU WISH TO SHOW ME
SOMETHING?

MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT.

WAIT! WHERE
ARE YOU GOING?

MY PRECIOUS...
FINDS A RING

ON ITS BIRTHDAY

LONG AGO.

A GOLDEN RING.

A MAGIC RING.

WE MUST GET...

MY PRECIOUS'
BIRTHDAY PRESENT

FROM ITS HIDING PLACE.

WE MUST...

NOW WHAT?

HE'LL NEVER GUESS
MY POCKET CONTAINED THIS.

BLESS MY SOUL!

WHERE IS IT?
WHERE IS IT?

WOE IS ME!
MY MAGIC RING!

LOST.
IT IS...LOST!

LOST!

CURSE US AND CRUSH US!
MY RING...LOST!

OH...MY PRECIOUS
REMEMBERS...

HE WEARS IT BEFORE,

AND HE DROPS IT
ON THE SHORE.

CURSE IT!
CURSE THE BAGGINS!

HE'S FOUND IT!
MY RING!

MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT!

OHHH! ATTERCOP!

MY! HE DOES CARRY ON.

BLESS MY SOUL!

THE RING?

YES! MOST DEFINITELY.

HUH! GOLLUM! MY
PRECIOUS IS HIDING.

IT'S HIDING.
THE BAGGINS!

MY PRECIOUS
WILL THRASH IT

AND SMASH IT!

BETTER DOUSE THIS.

WHERE IS IT?
WHERE IS IT?

IT IS...TRICKSEY.

IT SAYS IT DOESN'T KNOW
THE WAY OUT,

BUT IT KNOWS THE WAY IN,
MY PRECIOUS!

IT MUST...KNOW...
A WAY...OUT.

AHA! IT'S OFF
TO THE BACK DOOR.

MY PRECIOUS MUST MAKE HASTE
TO THE BACK DOOR.

YES! YES! YES!
TO THE BACK DOOR!

HOW CONVENIENT.
WELL, FOLLOW THE LEADER.

AS YOU FEARED,
MY PRECIOUS...

IT'S MAKE AN ESCAPE.
OHH!

* TA-TA *

THIEF!

THIEF!

BAGGINS! WE HATES IT!

HATES IT...FOREVER!

YOU SEE, GOLLUM THOUGHT
I KNEW THE WAY OUT

AND WAS TRYING
TO HEAD ME OFF.

I MERELY FOLLOWED HIM
TO THE EXIT.

WE HAD TO FIGHT
OUR WAY

THROUGH
THE GOBLIN-GUARD.

HOW IS IT THEY
DIDN'T SEE YOU?

OH, WELL,
THE ART OF BURGLING

IS REALLY, YOU KNOW,

THE ART OF BEING
UNOBTRUSIVE.

INVISIBLE,
SO TO SPEAK.

YOUR STORY, BILBO,
HAS THE RING OF TRUTH.

YES, IT RINGS TRUE.

YOU NEED SAY NO MORE.
WE'D BEST GET A MOVE ON.

THERE ARE STILL
GOBLINS ABOUT.

OH, BOTHER.
MORE MOUNTAINS?

NO. DON'T YOU SEE?

THE SUN IS SETTING
IN THE WEST,

BEHIND THE MOUNTAINS.

WE'RE ON THE OTHER SIDE,

TO THE EDGE OF
THE LAND BEYOND.

THE WARGS!

WITH THE GOBLINS!

* 15 BIRDS *

* IN 5 FIR TREES *

* THEIR FEATHERS
WERE FANNED *

* IN A FIERY BREEZE *

* BUT FUNNY LITTLE BIRDS *

* THEY HAD NO WINGS *

* OH, WHAT SHALL WE DO *

* WITH THE FUNNY
LITTLE THINGS? *

* OH, WHAT SHALL WE DO *

* WITH THE FUNNY
LITTLE THINGS? *

* ROAST 'EM ALIVE,
OR STEW 'EM IN A POT *

* FRY THEM, BOIL THEM *

* EAT THEM HOT *

* BAKE 'EM, TOAST 'EM,
FRY 'EM, ROAST 'EM *

* TILL BEARDS BLAZE
AND EYES GLAZE *

* TILL HAIR SMELLS
AND SKINS CRACK *

* FAT MELTS
AND BONES BLACK *

* IN CINDERS LIE
BENEATH THE SKY *

* SO THE DWARVES
SHALL DIE *

* 15 BIRDS *

* IN 5 FIR TREES *

* THEIR FEATHERS
WERE FANNED *

* IN A FIERY BREEZE *

* BUT FUNNY LITTLE BIRDS *

* THEY HAD NO WINGS *

* OH, WHAT SHALL WE DO *

* WITH THE FUNNY
LITTLE THINGS? *

* OH, WHAT SHALL WE DO *

* WITH THE FUNNY
LITTLE THINGS? *

WE CAN'T GO
ANY HIGHER.

OH...MY ARMS!

MY POOR LEGS!

MY LEGS!

WHAT--WHAT WILL
THEY DO WITH US--

DROP US
TO OUR DEATHS?

WHO KNOWS?

BUT THEY'VE BROUGHT US

A FAR DISTANCE
WITH NO DROPPING.

BEHOLD! THE RIVER
OF WILDERLAND BELOW!

BY THUNDER,
THEY'RE TAKING US

TO THE EDGE
OF MIRKWOOD FOREST!

TO DASH US AGAINST
THOSE ROCKS, I KNOW IT!

O GREAT LORD
OF THE EAGLES,

WE ARE ETERNALLY GRATEFUL
FOR YOUR GALLANT RESCUE.

I HAVE NOT
FORGOTTEN THE ARROW

THAT BROUGHT ME DOWN
SO MANY YEARS AGO.

I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN
THE WIZARD

WHO FOUND ME
AND HEALED MY WOUND.

AND NOW, FAREWELL,
WHEREVER YOU FARE.

TILL YOUR AERIES
RECEIVE YOU

AT
THE JOURNEY'S END.

Bilbo: SO, THIS IS
THE FOREST OF MIRKWOOD.

Thorin:
A TERRIBLE PLACE,

IF I REMEMBER,
AND DANGEROUS.

NOW, NOW. THE MAP SHOWS
THE SAFEST PATH.

FOLLOW IT CLOSELY,
STRAIGHT THROUGH THE FOREST.

DON'T STRAY OFF
THE TRACK.

IF YOU DO, YOU WILL NEVER
GET OUT OF MIRKWOOD.

YOU SPEAK AS IF

YOU WEREN'T GOING
WITH US.

I'M NOT. I HAVE PRESSING
BUSINESS AWAY SOUTH.

OH, NO!
HE CAN'T MEAN IT.

WHAT WILL WE DO
WITHOUT GANDALF?

PLEASE!
DON'T LEAVE US!

NOW, NOW.
I'M ALREADY LATE

BECAUSE OF BOTHERING
WITH YOU PEOPLE.

I AM SENDING MR. BAGGINS
WITH YOU.

THAT SHOULD BE ENOUGH.

MR. BAGGINS?

BILBO?

THE BURGLAR?

ME? I'M NO EQUAL
TO A WIZARD.

NONSENSE. YOU ARE
THE LUCKY NUMBER,

AND SOON,
YOU'LL FIND OUT

THERE'S MORE ABOUT YOU
THAN YOU GUESS.

* THE CHANCES,
THE CHANGES *

* ARE ALL YOURS TO MAKE *

YOU, SIR, WILL BE
MY SURROGATE--

MY REPLACEMENT,
SO TO SAY.

HERE IS PAPER
AND A MARKER.

KEEP A STRICT LOG

OF THE REMAINDER
OF YOUR JOURNEY

SO I MAY STUDY IT
WHEN WE MEET AGAIN

AND POINT OUT
YOUR MISSTEPS.

I CAN ONLY DO MY BEST.

THEN THAT WILL
HAVE TO SUFFICE.

* A MOLD OF YOUR LIFE *

* IS IN YOUR HANDS
TO BREAK *

Bilbo: TO GANDALF, AS PER
YOUR INSTRUCTIONS,

I AM KEEPING THIS LOG
OF OUR JOURNEY

THROUGH MIRKWOOD FOREST.

I SHALL MAKE GOOD USE
OF IT SOMEDAY

AS A BASIS FOR MY MEMOIRS,
WHICH I INTEND TO CALL,

THERE AND BACK AGAIN:
A HOBBIT'S HOLIDAY.

* ROADS GO EVER, EVER ON *

* OVER ROCK AND UNDER TREE *

* BY CAVES
WHERE NEVER SUN HAS SHONE *

* BY STREAMS THAT
NEVER FIND THE SEA *

Bilbo:
THE DAYS ARE TERRIBLE,

AND THE NIGHTS
ARE IMPOSSIBLE,

FOR WE ARE
HUNGRY AND THIRSTY.

THE BERRIES WHICH GROW HERE
ARE HIDEOUS.

EVERYTHING ABOUT THESE WOODS
IS UNPLEASANT.

ONE DAY,
WE DECIDED SOMEONE

SHOULD CLIMB TO THE TOP
OF THE TALLEST TREE

AND HAVE A LOOK-ABOUT.

I COULDN'T ARGUE.

MY CONTRACT IS VAGUE
ON SEVERAL POINTS.

* OVER SNOW BY WINTER SOWN *

* AND THROUGH
THE MERRY FLOWERS OF JUNE *

* OVER GRASS
AND OVER STONE *

* UNDER THE MOUNTAINS
IN THE MOON *

THERE ARE MOMENTS WHICH CAN
CHANGE A PERSON FOR ALL TIME,

AND I SUDDENLY WONDERED

IF I WOULD EVER SEE
MY SNUG HOBBIT-HOLE AGAIN.

I WONDERED
IF I ACTUALLY WANTED TO.

* LET GO OF THE MOMENT *

* THAT LIFE
MAKES YOU HOLD *

I AWOKE THE NEXT MORNING
TO A HIDEOUS SURPRISE.

HA HA! HEE!

AAAAAAH!

NOW I WILL GIVE YOU A NAME,

AND I SHALL CALL YOU...
STING!

Bilbo: THE REMAINDER
OF THE MORNING

WAS SPENT
IN SEEKING MY COMPANIONS.

AND I FOUND THEM, FINALLY,

IN A PLACE
AS BLACK AND TERRIBLE

AS A PATCH OF MIDNIGHT

THAT HAD NEVER
BEEN CLEARED AWAY.

AHHH...THEY'LL MAKE
FINE EATING...HA HA...

WHEN THEY'VE
HUNG A BIT.

AAH! GO AWAY!

GO AWAY!

BOMBUR!

I CERTAINLY COULD NOT
LET MY COMPANIONS,

MY COMRADES,

BECOME A MEAL FOR
THOSE HIDEOUS SPIDERS.

ACTION WAS CALLED FOR.

NOW YOU ARE ALL FREE.

I KNOW THE SPIDERS' POISONS
HAVE MADE YOU WEAK,

BUT YOU MUST FOLLOW ME,
QUICKLY!

LOOK, ON
THE PATH AHEAD!

THERE IT IS!

IT HAS FREED
OUR SUPPER!

NOW WE SEE YOU!

WE WILL EAT YOU

AND LEAVE YOUR SKIN
HANGING IN THE TREE!

GRAB IT!

I THINK I CAN
HOLD THEM OFF.

RUN TO THE WOOD-ELVES'
CLEARING.

BUT...
HOW CAN YOU--

I WILL DO
THE STINGING. RUN!

SWIFTLY NOW.

WHO IS THAT NOW?

CLOSE THE CIRCLE!
IT CAN'T ESCAPE US!

LAZY LOB!

ATTERCOP!

BLAST! WHAT IS IT?
WHAT IS IT CALLED?

STING! STING! STING!

AWAY! RETREAT!

WE ARE NO MATCH
FOR STING!

I JOINED MY COMPANIONS
AT THE CLEARING OF

THE WOOD-ELVES,
BUT WHEN I FOUND THEM,

I WAS IN FOR
ANOTHER SURPRISE.

THE WOOD-ELVES HAD RETURNED,
BUT ARMED FOR BATTLE.

THE DWARVES,
WEAKENED AS THEY WERE

BY THEIR ENCOUNTER
WITH THE SPIDERS,

GAVE UP WITHOUT A STRUGGLE.

Bilbo: WE TRAVELED ALL DAY
AND INTO THE NIGHT.

FINALLY, WE CAME TO
THE PALACE OF THE ELF KING,

WHICH WAS AT THE VERY
EASTERN EDGE OF THE FOREST.

WE'D COME
ALL THE WAY THROUGH

ONLY TO END UP
AS PRISONERS.

Elf King: WHY DID YOU DWARVES
TRY TO ATTACK?

NO ATTACK.
WE CAME TO BEG.

WE WERE
STARVING.

AND WHY WERE YOU
IN THE FOREST

IN THE FIRST PLACE?

THAT IS
OUR BUSINESS.

VERY WELL.
TAKE THEM AWAY UNTIL

THEY FEEL INCLINED
TO TELL THE TRUTH,

EVEN IF THEY WAIT
A HUNDRED YEARS.

Bilbo: GREED.
THE FORTUNE WE WERE AFTER

WAS BIG ENOUGH
TO SHARE WITH THE ELVES.

THEY'D MAKE VALUABLE ALLIES
AGAINST THAT OLD WORM SMAUG.

UNH!

Bilbo: INSTEAD,
THEY BECAME THE ENEMY,

AND WE WERE
THEIR PRISONERS.

[CELL DOORS
SLAMMING]

AND EVEN THOUGH
MY INVISIBILITY ALLOWED ME

TO MOVE ABOUT WITH EASE,

I HAD NO WAY
OF OPENING THE LOCKS.

SO IT WAS WEEKS
BEFORE I FOUND A WAY

TO FREE MY COMPANIONS.

PART OF THE RIVER
FLOWED UNDER THE CAVES.

DELIVERIES OF FINE WINES
WERE BROUGHT UP THE RIVER

BY HUMAN MEN
WHO LIVED ON LONG LAKE.

NOW, WOOD ELVES
ENJOY THEIR WINE.

THE BARRELS
WERE SOON DRAINED.

* HEAVE HO,
SPLASH, PLUMP *

* ROLLING
DOWN THE HOLE *

* HEAVE HO,
BANG, BUMP *

* ROLL, ROLL,
ROLLING DOWN THE HOLE *

* DOWN THE DARK,
SWIFT STREAM YOU GO *

* BACK TO LANDS
YOU ONCE DID KNOW... *

OH, STOP
COMPLAINING!

I NEVER PROMISED
TO BURGLE YOU

FIRST-CLASS
ACCOMMODATIONS.

* STOOPS IN SHADOW
GRAY AND GRIM *

* HEAVE HO,
SPLASH, PLUMP *

* ROLLING
DOWN THE HOLE *

* HEAVE HO,
BASH, BUNK *

* ROLL, ROLL, ROLL... *

Bilbo:
THE LONELY MOUNTAIN.

I'D COME FAR AND THROUGH
MANY ADVENTURES TO SEE IT,

AND NOW I DID NOT LIKE
THE LOOK OF IT AT ALL.

* ON WE GO *

* FLOATING ON
THE WORLD OF DREAMS *

Bilbo: WITHIN HOURS,

WE'D REACHED THE COLONY
OF HUMANS CALLED LAKE-TOWN.

A PRECISE, IF NOT
TOO IMAGINATIVE NAME,

FOR THE VILLAGE
WAS ACTUALLY BUILT

ON THE SURFACE OF LONG LAKE.

HERE, THE DESCENDANTS
OF THE MEN OF DALE

STILL DARED TO DWELL
AND DO BUSINESS

IN THE SHADOW
OF OLD SMAUG'S MOUNTAIN.

AHEM, UM...

I AM THORIN...

GRANDSON
OF KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN.

I...HAVE...RETURNED.

* THE STREAMS
SHALL RUN IN GLADNESS *

* THE LAKES
SHALL SHINE AND BURN *

* ALL SORROW FAIL
AND SADNESS *

* AT THE MOUNTAIN-KING'S
RETURN *

HAIL,
THORIN OAKENSHIELD.

I AM BARD
THE GUARDSMAN.

WE ARE HONORED
BY YOUR PRESENCE.

YOUR GRANDFATHER LIVES
IN OUR SONGS AND LEGENDS.

WHAT HELP WE CAN OFFER
WILL BE YOURS,

AND WE TRUST
TO YOUR GRATITUDE

WHEN THE DRAGON SMAUG
IS KILLED

AND YOUR KINGDOM
IS REGAINED.

* ALL SORROW FAIL
AND SADNESS *

* AT THE MOUNTAIN-KING'S
RETURN *

Bilbo: WE WERE FED,
FATTENED, GIVEN SUPPLIES,

AND 2 WEEKS LATER
FOUND US

NEARING THE END
OF OUR JOURNEY.

AND CHANCES WERE,

IT WOULD BE A VERY
HORRIBLE END INDEED.

EWW! THAT SMELL!

I'VE NOT SMELLED
DRAGON BEFORE.

ALL THE HALLS WITHIN

MUST BE FILLED
WITH HIS FOUL REEK.

Bilbo: AND WHILE
SMAUG SLEPT INSIDE,

WE SPENT OUR DAYS
SEARCHING FOR

THAT ELUSIVE
SECRET DOOR.

THEN, ONE AFTERNOON...

"AND SO, GANDALF,
WHILE I WAIT,

I INSCRIBE THE FINAL PAGES
OF YOUR LOG."

"MY ONLY COMPANION

IS AN ANNOYING BIRD
CRACKING SNAILS."

Elrond: STAND BY THE GRAY STONE
WHEN THE THRUSH KNOCKS,

AND THE LAST LIGHT
OF THE SETTING SUN

WILL SHINE
UPON THE KEYHOLE.

OH, MY GOODNESS!

WAKE UP! WAKE UP!
IT'S HAPPENING!

BY THUNDER!

Bilbo:
THERE IT IS!

THORIN, BEFORE
IT'S GONE AGAIN,

USE YOUR KEY!

WELL, HERE WE ARE.

YES...

BUT WHAT NOW?

NOW IS THE TIME
FOR OUR ESTEEMED MR. BAGGINS

TO PERFORM THE SERVICE

FOR WHICH HE WAS INCLUDED
IN OUR COMPANY.

ME?

YOU MUST EARN
YOUR REWARD.

WE DO HAVE
A CONTRACT.

YOU THINK IT'S MY JOB
TO GO IN FIRST?

I'VE ALREADY GOTTEN
YOU OUT OF 2 MESSES

NOT IN
THE ORIGINAL BARGAIN.

AND WHO WILL
COME WITH ME?

ANY OF YOU?

I SEE.

WELL, YOU ARE
THE BURGLAR...

GO DOWN AND
BURGLE SOMETHING.

VERY WELL.

I WON'T REFUSE.

UH...GOOD LUCK.

THANK YOU.

I'VE BEGUN TO TRUST MY LUCK
MORE THAN IN THE OLD DAYS.

NOW YOU'RE IN FOR IT

AT LAST, BILBO BAGGINS.

WHY ARE YOU HERE?

YOU'VE NO USE
FOR DRAGON TREASURES.

* TO MEASURE THE MEANING *

* CAN MAKE YOU DELAY... *

Bilbo: FEEL THE WORM'S HEAT,
MR. BAGGINS?

A FEW MORE STEPS
AND YOU SHALL SEE

THE OLD DRAGON SMAUG
AT LAST.

[THRUSH
FLAPPING]

Bilbo: YOU CAN STILL
TURN BACK, YOU KNOW.

BUT TO GO ON...

TO TAKE THOSE STEPS...

THAT WOULD BE
THE BRAVEST OF ALL MOMENTS.

WHATEVER HAPPENS
AFTERWARDS IS NOTHING.

YES, HERE IS WHERE
YOU FIGHT YOUR REAL BATTLE,

MR. BILBO BAGGINS.

DO YOU GO BACK?

* IT'S TIME
YOU STOPPED THINKIN' *

* AND WASTIN' THE DAY *

NO!

OH...

[SOFT
WHISTLING]

WELL, THIEF...

I SMELL YOU,
FEEL YOUR AIR...

AND I HEAR YOUR BREATH...

COME ALONG.

HELP YOURSELF.

THERE'S PLENTY,
AND TO SPARE.

OH, THANK YOU,
O SMAUG THE MAGNIFICENT.

I DID NOT COME
FOR PRESENTS.

I ONLY WISHED
TO HAVE A LOOK AT YOU

AND SEE IF YOU ARE TRULY
AS GREAT AS TALES SAY.

I DID NOT BELIEVE THEM.

MMM...

DO YOU NOW?

THEY FALL UTTERLY
SHORT OF REALITY,

OH, SMAUG, THE CHIEFEST
AND GREATEST OF CALAMITIES.

YOU HAVE NICE MANNERS
FOR A THIEF AND A LIAR.

YOU KNOW ME...

BUT I DON'T REMEMBER
SMELLING YOU BEFORE.

WHO ARE YOU, AND WHERE
DO YOU COME FROM?

I COME FROM
UNDER THE HILL,

AND UNDER THE HILL
AND OVER THE HILLS

MY PATHS LED,
AND THROUGH THE AIR.

I AM HE THAT
WALKS UNSEEN.

YOU MAKE RIDDLES?

WHAT IS YOUR NAME?

I AM THE LUCKY NUMBER,
THE WEB-CUTTER,

THE SPIDER-STINGER!

LOVELY TITLES.

I AM HE THAT
DROWNS HIS FRIENDS

AND DRAWS THEM ALIVE
AGAIN FROM THE WATER.

I AM THE GUEST
OF EAGLES,

THE RINGWINNER
AND LUCKWEARER,

THE CLUE-FINDER
AND THE BARREL-RIDER!

BARREL

THEN I HAVE GUESSED
YOUR RIDDLE.

YOU ARE ONE
OF THOSE MISERABLE

TUB-THUMPING LAKE-MEN.

YOU AND YOUR TOWN

SHALL PAY DEARLY
FOR THIS INTRUSION.

SO THE LAKE-MEN
WOULD STEAL MY TREASURE?

RROOAARR!

WAIT! YOU DON'T
KNOW EVERYTHING!

NOT GOLD ALONE
BROUGHT ME HITHER!

BE DONE
WITH YOUR RIDDLES!

WHAT ELSE BROUGHT
YOU, LAKE

REVENGE!

REVENGE?

SURELY YOU MUST REALIZE
THAT YOUR SUCCESS

HAS MADE YOU
SOME BITTER ENEMIES.

HA HA HA...

HA HA HA...

HA HA HA...

REVENGE?

YOU? HA!

I AM SMAUG!

I KILL WHEN I WISH!

I AM STRONG!

STRONG!

STRONG!

MY ARMOR IS LIKE
TENFOLD SHIELDS!

MY TEETH ARE LIKE SWORDS!

MY CLAWS, SPEARS!

THE SHOCK OF MY TAIL,
A THUNDERBOLT!

MY WINGS, A HURRICANE!

AND MY BREATH...

DEATH!

WELL?

WHERE...WHERE ARE
YOUR RIDDLES NOW?

VERY, VERY
IMPRESSIVE.

HOWEVER, I HAVE
ALWAYS UNDERSTOOD

THAT DRAGONS WERE
SOFT UNDERNEATH.

VULNERABLE.

ESPECIALLY IN THE REGION
OF THE CHEST.

YOU HAVE HEARD WRONG.

I AM ARMORED
BOTH ABOVE AND BELOW.

WELL, I DON'T
KNOW ABOUT THAT.

YOU DON'T KNOW
ABOUT THAT.

I SHALL SHOW YOU!

LOOK!

WHAT DO YOU SAY
TO THIS?

RARE AND WONDERFUL, EH?

DAZZLING!

MARVELOUS!

PERFECT!

FLAWLESS!

STAGGERING!

MAG--
OLD FOOL!

THERE'S A PATCH
IN THE HOLLOW

OF YOUR LEFT BREAST

AS BARE AS A SNAIL
OUT OF ITS SHELL.

EH?

WHAT'S THAT?

MORE RIDDLES?

NO. MY RIDDLING
IS DONE.

I REALLY MUST NOT DETAIN

YOUR MAGNIFICENCE
ANY LONGER.

SORRY YOU COULD NOT
FIND ME,

BUT A FINE BURGLAR
TAKES EXPERT CATCHING.

HA HA HA!

BURGLAR?

BURRGLARR!

TAKE FIRE, BURGLAR!

Bilbo: AH! OOH! OOH! AH!

WE SHOULD HAVE
GONE WITH HIM.

TO BE ROASTED ALIVE?

OOH! AAH!
IT'S
THE BURGLAR!

THREE CHEERS FOR
GOOD OLD BILBO!

THANK YOU,
BUT I'D APPRECIATE

A MORE PRAGMATIC SALUTE.

IN OTHER WORDS...

EXTINGUISH ME!

THERE WE GO.
THERE WE GO.

ALWAYS GLAD
TO HELP A FRIEND.

I CAN'T TELL YOU
HOW GRATEFUL I AM.

OH, NEVER MIND THAT.

WHAT DID YOU BURGLE?

THIS.

AHH...

WHAT'S THAT?

EARTHQUAKE?

RROOAARR!

RROOAARR!

INTO THE SECRET PASSAGE!

OUR ONLY CHANCE!

BARREL-RIDER!

THIEVING LAKE-MAN!

YOUR PEOPLE SHALL SEE
MY VENGEANCE!

RROOAARR!

THE LAKE-PEOPLE
ARE DOOMED UNLESS--

YES, YOU,
WHO ARE A MERE THRUSH

AND YET
SO MUCH MORE.

YOU HAVE SEEN SMAUG.

YOU KNOW
HIS VULNERABLE SPOT.

GO NOW TO LAKE-TOWN.

THERE IS
A GUARDSMAN--BARD.

TELL HIM!

THIS BREEZE

IS STRANGELY WARM
FOR AUTUMN.

BARD, WHAT'S THAT?

THE DRAGON IS COMING,
OR I'M A FOOL!

CUT THE BRIDGES!

TO ARMS! TO ARMS!

THE DRAGON!

OLD SMAUG!

AWAKE AFTER
ALL THESE YEARS!

THE DRAGON
IS COMING!

READY...

AS HE PASSES OVER...

ARROWS!

STAND YOUR GROUND!
REARM!

AWAY, YOU FOOL BIRD!

AWAY!

YOU SPEAK?

EH?

BILBO BAGGINS?

HE FOUND WHAT?

YES, I'LL LOOK.

SO, YOU SPEAK THE TRUTH,
OLD THRUSH.

BLACK ARROW,
YOU'VE NEVER FAILED ME,

AND I'VE ALWAYS
RECOVERED YOU.

I HAD YOU FROM MY FATHER
AND HE FROM OF OLD.

IF EVER YOU CAME FROM

THE FORGES OF THE TRUE
KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN,

GO NOW AND SPEED WELL!

ARRGGHH!

* UNDER THE MOUNTAIN
DARK AND TALL *

* THE KING
HAS COME UNTO HIS HALL *

Dwarf: HA!
NOW I AM KING!

Thorin:
STOP! THERE IS ONLY ONE KING

UNDER THE MOUNTAIN,
AND I AM HE--THORIN!

All: HAIL, THORIN!

HIP, HIP, HOORAY!

HA HA! NOW THEN--
HA HA!

WHAT'S TO BE DONE?

WE MUST CATALOG
OUR WEALTH. HO HO!

DEAR ME--AND PACK IT
FOR SHIPMENT.

HA HA HA HA HA!

JOIN THE FUN,
BURGLAR.

PART OF THIS
IS YOURS!

MIGHT BE MINE.

WHAT IF SMAUG RETURNS?

OH, HE'S BEEN GONE
FOR A WEEK NOW.

FOUND GREENER
PASTURES, NO DOUBT.

HAS THIS WEALTH
MADE YOU MAD?

WE MUST FIND OUR WAY
OUT OF THIS MOUNTAIN

AND SEE FOR OURSELVES
IF HE'S GONE,

AND QUICKLY!

ACCORDING TO THIS MAP,

THE MAIN GATE
LIES IN THIS DIRECTION.

FOLLOW ME, GENTLEMEN.

BLESS MY SOUL!

WHAT ARE THEY?

IS THE ENTIRE
VALLEY FLOOR

POPULATED BY
GIANT FIREFLIES?

NOT FIREFLIES, FIRES.
CAMPFIRES.

NONSENSE. ONLY
AN ARMY WOULD NEED

THAT MANY FIRES.

Bard: NO, MY FRIEND,
2 ARMIES.

AAH!
OH!

BARD OF LAKE

WHAT DID YOU SAY?

2 ARMIES.

SMAUG IS DEAD.
I HAVE SLAIN HIM.

THE THRUSH DELIVERED
YOUR MESSAGE.

REALLY?

SPLENDID NEWS,
OLD FELLOW!

I HOPED HE WOULD.

MY PEOPLE
HAVE MADE ME KING.

KING

CONGRATULATIONS!
COULDN'T HAPPEN

TO A NICER CHAP.
REALLY!

I DON'T KNOW HOW
TO THANK YOU.

OUR TOWN IS DESTROYED
AND MUST BE REBUILT.

YOU CAN THANK US
BY SHARING YOUR FORTUNE.

WHY, OF COURSE!
OF COURSE!

THERE'S PLENTY
FOR ALL!

Thorin:
WAIT!

THE FORTUNE IS OURS

AND BELONGS
TO DWARVES ALONE!

IT WOULDN'T BE YOURS
IF SMAUG STILL LIVED.

A TECHNICALITY.

SO YOU BROUGHT 2 ARMIES
TO TAKE IT, EH?

I BROUGHT ONE ARMY.

THE OTHER IS MINE!

Thorin: YOU? WHO THREW
US INTO THE DUNGEON?

MY PEOPLE HAVE SUFFERED
GREATLY FROM THE WORM

THROUGH THE YEARS.

WE DEMAND RETRIBUTION!

NEVER!

BUT WHY NOT?

THERE'S ENOUGH FOR ALL
IN THIS MOUNTAIN.

IT'S A MATTER
OF PRINCIPLE!

OF HONOR!

THEN TOMORROW
WE TAKE IT!

WE WILL MEET AT SUNRISE
ON THE FIELD OF BATTLE.

YOU REALIZE YOU ARE
HOPELESSLY OUTNUMBERED?

THIS IS RIDICULOUS.

QUIET! WHAT DOES
A BURGLAR KNOW

OF THESE MATTERS?

THEN TOMORROW
IT IS.

* THE DRAGON IS WITHERED *

* HIS BONES
ARE NOW CRUMBLED *

* HIS ARMOR IS SHIVERED *

THIS IS DEUCEDLY
UNCOMFORTABLE.

I'M CERTAIN
TO GET A RASH.

THAT ARMOR WAS FORGED
IN THE FOUNDRIES

OF MY GRANDFATHER.

WEAR IT PROUDLY,

AND IT WILL CARRY YOU
TO VICTORY.

CONFUSTICATE AND
BEBOTHER VICTORY!

MY ONLY HOPE IS
TO BE TAKEN PRISONER

AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE.

THOSE ARE THE WORDS
OF A COWARD.

THE COWARD WHO
FLUSHED OUT SMAUG?

THE COWARD WHO SAVED YOU
TIME AND TIME AGAIN?

THE COWARD
WHO ALWAYS WENT FORWARD

WHILE YOU
CRINGED BEHIND?

YOU DON'T SEE US
CRINGING NOW, DO YOU?

THIS IS MADNESS!

14 AGAINST 10,000?

AND YET YOU MARCH OFF
TO CERTAIN DESTRUCTION

AS MERRILY AS IF
YOU WERE ON YOUR WAY

TO ANOTHER TEA PARTY.

YOUR KIND WILL
NEVER UNDERSTAND

WAR, HOBBIT.

THIS IS WAR!
WAR!

HOO! HOO! HOO!

OUR LOOKOUT
HAS SPIED SOMETHING.

O GREAT KING
UNDER THE MOUNTAIN--

BALIN,
IT'S ONLY THORIN.

QUIET!

YES, GENERAL?

GENERAL?

ANOTHER ARMY APPROACHES
FROM THE NORTHEAST.

AN ARMY OF OUR KIND.

AN ARMY OF DWARVES!

MY COUSIN DAIN
FROM THE IRON HILLS?

NONE OTHER.

HA! NOW WE ARE
NOT OUTNUMBERED!

NOW WE HAVE AN ARMY!

A BATTLE
OF 3 ARMIES?

TO WAR!

ONWARD!

FORWARD!

TO BATTLE!

THIEVING DWARVES!

KILL THEM!

CHOP THEM!
TAKE THEIR HEADS!

KILL THE MEN!
KILL THE ELVES!

SAVE THE GOLD
FOR OURSELVES!

PERSONALLY, I'D RATHER
BE BACK IN HOBBITON.

WHO'S THAT OLD MAN?

GET OUT OF THE WAY!

MOVE, YOU OLD FOOL.

OLD FOOL?

GANDALF!

HALT!

I WOULD SPEAK
WITH THE KINGS.

DREAD HAS COME
UPON YOU ALL.

AN ARMY OF GOBLINS

WITH CLAIM TO THE TREASURE
COMES FROM THE NORTH.

BEHOLD!

THEY RIDE ON WOLVES!

O GREAT ELF KING,

MY TRUEST FRIEND AND ALLY,

WE MUST JOIN OUR FORCES
AGAINST THIS COMMON SCOURGE.

BUT OF COURSE,

O NOBLE KING
UNDER THE MOUNTAIN.

YOUR PEOPLE
ARE LIKE BROTHERS

UNTO MINE.

AND MY MEN
AND ALL THEIR WEAPONS

ARE AS ONE WITH YOURS.

TOGETHER WE WILL VANQUISH
THE FOUL FOE.

All: TOGETHER!

THORIN IS CORRECT.

I SIMPLY DO NOT
UNDERSTAND WAR.

A BATTLE OF 4 ARMIES.

1, 2, 3...

YES, 4.

OUR CAUSE IS HOPELESS.

THE GOBLINS
ARE TOO POWERFUL.

BUT WE'LL SPILL
MUCH OF THEIR BLOOD

BEFORE THE DAY
IS FINISHED.

IF THESE BE
OUR LAST MOMENTS, MEN,

LET US LIVE THEM
WITH HONOR.

HOLD.

ALL IS NOT LOST.

THE GOBLINS
HAVE MANY ENEMIES.

THERE IS YET STILL
ANOTHER ARMY ON THE WAY.

THE EAGLES!

5 ARMIES NOW?

MR. BILBO BAGGINS,
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.

BOMBUR, YOU'RE HURT.

I STILL LIVE.

AND YOU?

A SLIGHT WOUND.
CRACK ON THE HEAD.

OUT FOR HOURS.
WHAT HAPPENED?

WE...WON.

BOMBUR GONE,
TOO?

OF OUR ORIGINAL 13,
HOW MANY ARE LEFT?

7.

AND...THORIN?

SOON THERE WILL BE
ONLY 6.

I HAVE BROUGHT HIM.

FAREWELL, GOOD THIEF.

I WISH TO PART
IN FRIENDSHIP

AND WOULD TAKE BACK
MY WORDS AT THE GATE.

THERE ARE MANY WORDS
I WOULD TAKE BACK ALSO.

AND DOES IT TAKE THIS

TO MAKE US
SEE EACH OTHER?

THORIN--

HUSH.

YOU ARE NO COWARD,
MY FRIEND.

I AM SORRY
I SO NAMED YOU.

THIS IS NOT IMPORTANT.

AND I WAS WRONG.

YOU DID UNDERSTAND WAR.

IT WAS I WHO DID NOT--

UNTIL NOW.

FAREWELL,
KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN.

CHILD
OF THE KINDLY WEST,

I HAVE COME TO KNOW

IF MORE OF US
VALUED YOUR WAYS,

FOOD AND CHEER
ABOVE HOARDED GOLD,

IT WOULD BE
A MERRIER WORLD.

BUT SAD OR MERRY,

I MUST LEAVE IT NOW.

FAREWELL.

FAREWELL, THORIN.

YOU TAKE ONLY
2 TINY BAGS OF GOLD

HOME WITH YOU?

YOUR SHARE WAS GREATER.

IT'S ALL MY PONY
COULD CARRY,

AND IT'S MORE
THAN I'LL EVER NEED.

BUT YOU HAVE OTHER PRIZES.

THE RING? OH, YES.

I'LL KEEP IT
AS A SOUVENIR,

IN A GLASS BOX
ON THE MANTEL.

AND SO THE PROPHECIES
OF OLD HAVE COME TRUE.

SMAUG IS GONE,

THE GOBLINS DRIVEN AWAY...

THE DWARVES AND ELVES
LIVE IN PEACE,

AND THE MEN THRIVE,
MULTIPLY,

AND BUILD
A CIVILIZATION.

PROPHECIES. HUH.

WHAT?

I HAD A HAND
IN ALL THAT.

SURELY YOU DON'T
DISBELIEVE THE PROPHECIES

BECAUSE YOU HELPED
BRING THEM ABOUT?

YOU DON'T REALLY
SUPPOSE, DO YOU,

THAT ALL YOUR ADVENTURES
AND ESCAPES

WERE MANAGED BY MERE LUCK,

JUST FOR YOUR SOLE BENEFIT?

YOU'RE A VERY FINE PERSON,
MR. BAGGINS,

AND I'M VERY FOND OF YOU,

BUT YOU'RE ONLY
QUITE A LITTLE FELLOW

IN A WIDE WORLD,
AFTER ALL.

UH...THANK GOODNESS.

Gandalf: YES, YOU'LL
RETURN TO YOUR HOME,

PLACE YOUR SOUVENIR RING
ON YOUR MANTEL,

PUBLISH YOUR STORY,

WHICH YOU BELIEVE
HAS COME TO ITS END.

Bilbo: WHAT DO YOU MEAN,

"BELIEVE" IT HAS
COME TO AN END?

IT HAS, HASN'T IT?

Gandalf: OH, BILBO BAGGINS,

IF YOU REALLY
UNDERSTOOD THAT RING--

SOMEDAY, MEMBERS OF YOUR
FAMILY NOT YET BORN WILL--

THEN YOU'D REALIZE THAT
THIS STORY HAS NOT ENDED

BUT IS ONLY BEGINNING.

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