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Master: I warned you.

Did I not warn you what would come of dealing with dwarves?

Now they've done it.

They've woken the dragon!

They've brought an apocalypse upon our heads!

Braga: Come on. Quickly.

Quickly.

Master: Faster now

I'm trying to evacuate.

Careful, man.

Never mind the books. Get onl

alfrid: But, sire, should we not try to save the town?

Master: The town is lost

- save the gold! Braga: You heard him. Get a move on.

Girl: Da! Man 1: Come on.

Man 2: Pile them up!

We have no time. We must leave.

Bofur: Get him up. Fili" come on.

Come on. Let's go. I'm fine. I can walk

- fast as you can. - We're not leaving.

Not without our father.

If you stay here, your sisters will die.

Is that what your father would want?

Bard: Open...

This door!

Do you hear me?

Man: I can see him!

Woman: Look!

Man: Down here! Now!

Fili: Give me your hand. Bofur: We gotta go.

Quickly now. Hurry.

Fili: Kili, come on!

Man 1: It's around the corner! Man 2: Keep on going, man!

Man 3: Dragon!

Come on, come on!

Faster! Faster!

If only we could take...

More of these people with us, but they're hardly...

- Worth it. I quite agree. Man: Help!

Help!

Bofur: I ook out!

Master: Move it!

Move it!

Come on! Faster!

My gold! My gold!

We're carrying too much.

We need to dump something.

Quite right...

Alfrid_

Faster! Faster!

Poor souls.

Da

Tilda: Dal

he hit it!

- He hit the dragon! He did! - No.

He hit his Mark! I saw.

His arrows cannot Pierce its hide.

I fear nothing will.

What are you doing?

Fili: Come back! Bain! Sigrid: Bain!

Bofur: Bain!

(Set back here!

Fili: Bain! Tauriel: Leave him.

We cannot go back.

Bain!

Dad.

Bain! What are you doing?

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!

Bain!

Stop, stop! Halt!

Halt!

Who are you...

That would stand.

Against me?

Now, that is a pity.

What will you do now...

Bowman?

You are

forsaken.

No help will come.

Master: Now's our chance! Go!

(Go!

Head for the open water!

Hmm.

Is that

your child?

You cannot

save him from the fire.

He will

burn!

Bard: Stay still, son.

Stay still.

Smaug: Tell me.

Wretch

now now shall you challenge me?

You have nothing left...

But your...

Death!

Bard: Bain.

I ook at me.

You look at me.

Little to your left.

That's it.

Bard: Bain! Hold on!

What was that”?

What happened?

It fell I saw it.

It's dead

Smaug is dead.

Gloin: By my beard...

I think he's right.

I ook there!

The ravens of Erebor are returning to the mountain.

Balin: Aye.

Word will spread.

Before long...

Every soul in middle-earth will know...

The dragon is dead!

Galadriel: You are not.

Alone.

Mithrandir.

Woman 1: Help me!

Woman 2: Where's my baby?

Man 1: Pleasel

alfrid: Somebody help me!

Help!

Man 2: Over there!

Tilda: Dal

dal

tilda: Da! - Dal

Aah! Why me?

Kili: Tauriel

come on.

We're leaving!

They are your people. You must go.

Come with me.

I know how I feel I'm not afraid.

You make me feel alive.

I can't.

Tauriel

I don't know what that means.

I think you do.

Bofur: One more!

Keep it.

As a promise.

Hilda: These are dry. You'll need them.

Woman 1: Thank you. - Here

oi! Give me one of them.

I'll catch my death...

In this cold

hilda: Find your own!

You're not in charge, alfrid lickspittle.

You are wrong.

In the absence of the master

the power cedes to his deputy, which in this instance is my good self.

Now give me that blanket!

Master's deputy?

Don't make me laugh.

You're a sneak-thief.

I'll be dead before.

I answer to you.

Maybe that can be arranged.

I wouldn't go turning on your own, alfrid. Not now.

- Da! - Come here!

You're alive.

Bard: It's all right, darling.

Percy: It was bard! He killed the dragon!

I saw it with me own eyes.

He brought the beast down!

Shot him dead

with a black arrow.

Man 1: Thank you, bard!

Man 2: Good man. Woman 2: Thank you!

Man 3: You've saved us all!

Man 4: 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! Bard: Do not call me that.

I'm not master

of this town.

Where is he?

- Where's the master? Hilda: Halfway down the anduin.

With all our coin, I don't doubt.

You would know.

You helped him empty...

The treasury. No.

I tried to stop him.

Man 5: Liar! - Cheat!

Man 6: You're a mongrel!

I begged. I pleaded.

Man 7: Away with him!

Man 8: Tar him! - I said, "master...

Nol

think of the children.”

Man 9: Hang him!

"Will nobody think of the children?”

Ow!

Man 10: To the tree with him!

Woman 3: Hang him hard! Man 11: Take him down!

Enough! Let him go!

Let him go!

Look around youl!

Have you not...

Nad your fill of death?

Winter is upon us.

We must look to our own.

To the sick and the helpless.

Those who can stand, tend to the wounded

those who have strength, follow me.

We must salvage what we can.

What then”? What'll we do then?

We find shelter.

Bofur: Hello!

Bombur?

Bifur?

Anybody?

Bilbo: Wait!

Wait!

Oin: It's bilbo! Bofur: He's alive!

Stop! Stop!

Stop.

You heed to leave.

We all need to leave.

We only just got here.

I've tried talking, but he won't listen.

- What 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 place. Ahem. I think a sickness lies on it.

Kili: Sickness?

What kind of sickness?

Bilbo: Fili.

Fili!

Fili!

Thorin: Gold.

Gold beyond measure.

Beyond sorrow...

And grief.

Behold

the great...

Treasure hoard of thror.

Welcome

my sister-sons...

To the kingdom...

Of Erebor.

Balin!

Kili!

Balin: Thank Durin, you're alive.

Bombur!

Ori: You're alive!

Thorin: Any sign of it? Dwalin: Nothing yet.

Ori: Nothing here.

Thorin: Keep searching! Gloin: That Jewel could be anywhere.

Thorin: The Arkenstone is in these halls.

- Find it! Dwalin: You heard him.

- Keep looking. Thorin: All of you!

No one rests until

it is found.

Smaug: I am almost tempted...

To let you take it.

If only...

To see Oakenshield

guffer.

Watch it

destroy him.

Watch it corrupt...

His heart

and drive him mad.

Man: I've got you.

Bard: Take only what you need.

We have a long march ahead.

Where will you go?

There is only one place.

Alfrid: The mountain.

You are a genius, sire.

We can take refuge inside the mountain.

It might smell a bit of dragon, but the women can clean that up.

It'll be safe and warm and dry...

And full of stores.

Bedding, clothing...

The odd bit of gold.

What gold is in that mountain is cursed.

We will take only what was promised to us.

Only what we need to rebuild...

Our lives.

Here. Pull your weight.

News of the death of Smaug will have spread through the lands.

Aye.

Others will now look to the mountain...

For its wealth _

For its position.

What is it you know?

Nothing for certain.

It's what I fear may come.

Azog:

Bolg:

You saw something out there.

The orc I pursued out of lake-town, I know who he is.

Bolg, spawn of Azog the defiler.

A warg pack was waiting for him on the outskirts of esgaroth.

They fled into the north.

These orcs were different from the others.

They bore a Mark I have not seen for a long time.

The Mark of gundabad.

Ggundabad?

An orc stronghold...

In the far north of the misty mountains.

Feren:

You may tell my father...

If there is no place for Tauriel, there is no place for me.

Legolas.

It is your king's command.

I ride north. Will you come with me?

To where?

To gundabad.

Orc:

I come for mithrandir.

And I will leave with him.

If you try to stop me...

I will destroy you.

Sauron:

Nine

for mortal men doomed to die.

Sauron:

I am not alone.

Are you in need of assistance, my lady?

You should've stayed...

Dead

Mithrandir.

Come back

He is here.

Yes

the darkness has returned.

Radagast: Go on!

(Gandalf!

(Gandalf!

Climb on!

He is weak.

He cannot remain here. It is draining his life.

(Go!

Quickly!

Come with me, my lady.

Go!

Sauron:

You have no.

Power here...

Servant of morgoth.

You.

Are nameless

faceless

formless.

(So back to the void

from whence you came!

The spirit of Sauron endured.

And has been banished.

He will flee into the east.

Elrond: Gondor.

Should be warned

they must set a watch on the walls of mordor.

Saruman: No.

Look after the lady Galadriel.

She has spent much of her power.

Her strength is failing.

Take her to lothlorien.

My lord saruman.

He must be hunted down

and destroyed once and for all.

Without the ring of power...

Sauron can never again hold dominion over middle-earth

(0 now.

I eave Sauron to me.

Gandalf: I need that horse. Radagast: What?

- Gandalf, where are you going? - To warn Erebor.

They have no idea what is coming. I saw them.

With my own eyes, rank upon rank of Moria orcs.

You must summon our friends, bird and beast.

The battle for the mountain is about to begin.

Wait

take this.

If what you say is true, then you'll need it more than I.

Thank you.

A word of warning, eh?

It can be a bit dicky sometimes.

You just have to twiddle with the top.

I expect you'll manage.

Thorin: It is here in these halls.

I know it.

Dwalin: We have searched and searched

Thorin: Not well enough.

Dwalin: Thorin, we all would see the stone returned.

Thorin: And vet, it is still not found!

Do you doubt the loyalty of anyone here?

The Arkenstone.

Is the birthright of our people.

Thorin: It is the king's Jewel.

Am I not the king?

Know this:

If anyone should find it...

And withhold it from me.

I will be avenged.

Dragon-sickness.

I've seen it before.

That look.

The terrible need.

It is a fierce and jealous love, bilbo.

It sent his grandfather mad.

Balin, if Thorin...

Had the Arkenstone.

Orif

twas found

would it help?

That stone crowns all

it is the summit of this great wealth...

Bestowing power...

Upon he who bears it.

Would it stay his madness?

No, laddie.

I fear it would make him worse.

Perhaps it is best...

It remains lost

Thorin: What is that?

In your hand.

It's nothing.

Show me.

It...

I picked it up in beorn's garden.

You've carried it all this way?

I'm gonna plant it in my garden.

In bag end.

It's a poor prize to take back to the shire.

One day, it'll grow.

And every time I look at it, I'll remember.

Remember everything that happened, the good, the bad...

And how lucky I am that I made it home.

Thorin, I...

Dwalin: Thorin.

Survivors from lake-town

they're streaming into Dale.

There's hundreds of them.

Call everyone to the gate.

To the gate!

Now!

Bard: Come on.

Keep moving. Alfrid: Sire!

Sirel

up here!

Look, sire! The braziers are lit.

So

The company of Thorin Oakenshield survived.

Survived?

There's a bunch of dwarves with all that gold?

I shouldn't worry, alfrid.

There's gold enough in that mountain for all

make camp here tonight!

Find what shelter you can.

Get some fires going.

Percy: Come on, hurry along now. Bard: Alfrid

you'll take

the night watch.

Bofur: Up it goes!

Dwalin: That's it.

I want this fortress made safe by sunup.

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 have lived through dragon fire...

Should rejoice.

They have much...

To be grateful for.

More stone.

Bring more stone to the gate!

Dwalin: That's it.

Man 1: These children are starving. Man 2: We need food.

Man 1: We won't last three days. Percy: Bard

- we don't have enough. - Do what you can, Percy.

Percy: It'll be all right. Don't worry.

Woman: We need more water.

The children, the wounded and the women come first.

Man 3: Here you are.

Bard: Good morning, alfrid.

What news from the night watch?

All quiet, sire. Not much to report.

Nothing gets past me.

My lord thranduil, we did not look...

- To see you here. - I heard you needed aid.

Here you go.

Man 1: Pass it back.

Man 2: Another one.

Bard: 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.

There are gems in the mountain that I, too, desire.

White gems of pure starlight.

The white gems of lasgalen.

I know an elf lord who will pay a pretty price for these.

Bard: Wait! Please wait!

You would go to war over a handful of gems?

The heirlooms of my people are not lightly forsaken.

We are allies in this.

My people...

Also have a claim upon the riches in that mountain.

I et me

speak with Thorin.

You would try to reason with the dwarf?

To avoid war?

Yes

gloin: Not a bad night's work.

Come on.

Hail, Thorin, son of thrain.

We are glad to find you alive beyond hope.

Why do you come to the 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 hold?

Thorin: Perhaps it is because I am expecting to be robbed.

Bard: My lord...

We have not come to Rob you...

But to seek fair settlement.

Will you not speak with me?

I am 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 lake-town come to our aid but for 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?

Be gone!

Fre our arrows

I

Bilbo: What are you doing?

You cannot go to war.

- This does not concern you. - Excuse me.

But 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.

He will give us nothing.

Such a pity.

Still

- you tried. - I do not understand.

Why?

Why would he risk war?

It is fruitless to reason with them.

They understand...

Only one thing.

We attack at dawn.

Are you with us?

Aye.

Thorin: Master Baggins, come here.

You're going to need this.

Put it on.

This vest is made of silver steel

mithril

it was called by my forebears.

No blade can Pierce it.

I look absurd.

I'm not a warrior, I'm a hobbit.

It is a gift.

A token of our friendship.

True friends are hard to come by.

I have been blind

but now I begin to see.

I am betrayed.

Betrayed?

The Arkenstone.

One of them has taken it.

One of them is false.

Thorin

the quest is fulfilled, you've won the mountain.

Is that not enough?

- Betrayed by my own kin. - Now, uh...

You made a promise to the people of lake-town.

Now, is this treasure...

Truly worth more than your honor?

Our honor, Thorin. I was also there. I gave my word.

For that, I am grateful.

It was nobly done, but the treasure...

Does not belong to the people...

Of lake-town.

This gold...

Is ours.

And ours alone.

By my life...

I will not part...

With a single coin.

Not

one...

Plece of it.

Tauriel.: Gundabad

what lies beyond?

An old enemy.

The ancient kingdom...

Of angmar.

This fortress was once its stronghold.

It is where they kept their great armories.

Forged their weapons of war.

Tauriel: A light. I saw movement.

Legolas: We wait for the cover of night.

It is a fell place, Tauriel.

On those lands.

My mother died there.

My father does not speak of it.

There is no grave.

No memory.

Nothing.

Unh! Gandalf: Let me through!

Make way!

Alfrid: No, no.

No! Oi! You!

Pointy hat!

Yes

you. We don't want no tramps, beggars...

Nor vagabonds here.

We got enough trouble without the likes of you.

Off you go. On your horse.

Who's in charge here?

Who is asking?

Gandalf: You must set aside your petty grievances with the dwarves.

War is coming!

The cesspilts...

Of Dol Guldur have been.

Emptied.

You're all

in mortal danger.

What are you talking about?

You know nothing...

Of wizards.

They are like winter thunder on a wild wind

rolling in from a distance, breaking hard in alarm.

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.

Our enemy has summoned his full strength.

Why show his hand now?

Because we forced him.

We forced him when the company of Thorin set out to reclaim.

Their homeland.

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, its 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?

Ragash:

Azog:

Tauriel:

Legolas: These bats are bred for one purpose.

For what?

For war.

Dwalin: Come on, let's get those blades sharpened.

Gloin: Aye. Blasted elves.

Dwalin: You swing an ax at it? Gloin: No, brother.

Bofur: You should be inside.

Out of the wind.

No, I...

Needed some air. Place still stinks of dragon.

The elves have been moving...

Their archers into position. “Ah

the battle will be over.

By tomorrow's Eve.

Though I doubt we will live to see it

no, these are dark days.

Dark days indeed.

Hmm.

No one could blame a soul for wishing themselves elsewhere.

Must be nearing midnight.

Bombur's got the next watch.

It'll take a bit to wake him.

Bofur?

I will see you in the morning.

Goodbye, bilbo.

Gandalf: Since when has my counsel counted for so little?

What do you think I'm trying to do?

Save your dwarvish friends, and I admire.

Your loyalty to them.

But it does not dissuade me from my course.

You started this, mithrandir.

You will forgive me if I finish it.

Are the archers in position?

Feren: Yes, my lord. Give the order.

If anything moves on that mountain...

Kill it.

The dwarves are out of time.

Bowman!

Do you agree?

Is gold so important to you?

Would you buy it with the blood of dwarves?

It won't come to that.

- This is a fight they cannot win. Bilbo: That won't stop them.

You think the dwarves will surrender? They won't.

They will fight to the death.

Bilbo Baggins.

Thranduil: If I'm not mistaken

this is the halfling who stole the keys...

To my dungeons from under...

The nose of my guards.

Yes

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.

Bard: Why would you do this?

I'm not doing it for you.

I know that dwarves can be obstinate

and pigheaded...

And difficult.

They're suspicious and secretive...

With the worst manners.

Imaginable, 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.

Now, Thorin...

Values this stone above all else

in exchange for its return, he will give you...

What you are owed.

There will be no need

for war.

Gandalf: Rest up tonight.

You must leave on the morrow. “What?

- Get as far away from here as possible. - I'm not leaving.

You picked me as the 14th man. I'm not leaving the company.

There is no company. Not anymore.

Imagine what Thorin will do when he finds out what you've done.

I'm not afraid of Thorin.

Well, you should be.

Don't underestimate

the evil of gold.

(Gold over which.

A serpent has long brooded.

Dragon-sickness seeps into the hearts of all

who come near this mountain.

Almost all heh.

You there.

Find this hobbit a bed

and fill his belly with hot food.

He's earned it.

Hey.

Keep an eye on him.

If he should try...

To leave, you tell me.

Alfrid: Move it!

Stupid hobbit.

Wakey-wakey, hobbit. Up you get.

I will put the next one between your eyes.

We have come to tell you...

Payment of your debt has been offered...

And accepted.

Thorin: What payment?

I gave you nothing.

You have nothing.

We have this.

Kili: 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...

With our goodwill.

But first he must honor his word.

They are taking us for fools.

This is a ruse.

A filthy lie.

The Arkenstone is in this mountain!

It is a trick!

Bilbo: 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'll 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... Thorin: 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...

O0f loyalty.

Throw him from the rampart!

Did you not hear me?

I will do it myself. Curse you!

Nol

cursed be the wizard

- that forced you on us! - 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?

Thorin: Never again will I have dealings with wizards!

(Go.

Or shire rats!

Bard: Are we resolved?

The return

of the Arkenstone for what was promised?

Why should I...

Buy back that which is...

Rightfully mine?

Keep the stone...

Sell it

ecthelion of gondor will give you a good price for it.

I will kill you!

By my oath, I will kill you all!

Your oath means nothing.

I've heard enough.

Gandalf: Thorin.

Lay down your arms.

Open these doors.

This treasure

will be your death.

Balin: Thorin, we cannot...

Win this fight.

Bard: Give us your answer.

Will you have peace...

Orwar?

I will have war.

Ironfoot.

Dain: Hey, Thorin!

Ironfoot has come!

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.

Dain: Good morning.

How are we all?

I have a wee proposition...

If you wouldn't mind giving me 3 few moments

of your time.

Would you consider...

Just sodding off?

All of you!

Right now!

Stand fast

come now, lord dain.

Gandalf the grey.

Tell this rabble

to leave, or I'll water...

The ground with their blood!

No need for war.

Between dwarves, men and elves.

A legion of orcs...

March on the mountain.

Stand 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.

Dain

wait!

I et them advance.

See how far they get.

Dain: You think I give a dead dog for your threats...

You pointy-eared...

Princess?

You hear that, lads? We're on!

Let's give these bastards a good hammering!

Stand your men down.

I'll deal with lronfoot and his rabble.

Right then.

Let's get this done.

Send in the goats.

Gandalf: Thranduil!

This is madness!

Dain: How do you like that, the old twirley-whirlies?

Ha, ha, you buggers!

Were-worms.

Oh, come on.

The hordes of hell are upon us!

Fight to the death!

Fili: I'm going over the wall. Who's coming with me?

Oin: Aye! Dwalin: Come on, let's go!

Thorin: Stand down. Ori: What?

Are we to do nothing?

I said, stand down!

The elves.

Will they not fight?

Dain: Charge!

Yes!

Bilbo: Uh, Gandalf?

Is this a good place to stand?

Azog.

He's trying to cut us off.

Bard: All of you!

Fall back to Dale!

Now!

Gandalf: To the city!

Bilbo! This way!

Sigrid!

Tildal

My children! Where are my children?

I saw them! They were down in the old market!

The market?

Where are they now?

Tilda! Sigrid!

Bard! Orcs are storming over the causeway!

Get the bowmen to the eastern parapet. Hold them off as long as you can.

Archers! This way!

The orcs have taken stone street!

The market's overrun!

The rest of you...

Follow me!

Alfrid: Charge! Onward!

To the death!

Sigrid: Dal

both: Dal

bain: Herel tilda: We're down here!

Bard: Bain!

Sigrid! Get down!

Listen!

(Gather.

The women and children.

Take them to the great hall

and barricade the door.

You understand?

You must not come out for any reason.

We want to stay with you!

Show your father some respect.

You leave it to me

ire.

You heard him.

We make for the great hall. “Alfrid!

Women and children only.

I need every man...

Fighting.

See that you return.

I'll get them to safety, sire.

Then my sword is yours to command. Get up!

I ook after them.

Shift it, granny!

Make for the great halll

alfrid: Out of my way!

Abandon the cripples!

You buggers!

Where's Thorin?

We need him! Where is he?

Fall back!

Dwalin: Since when do we forsake

our own people?

Thorin

they are dying...

Out there.

There are halls beneath halls within this mountain.

Places we can fortify...

Shore up, make safe.

Yes

yes

thats it.

We must move the gold further underground...

- To safety. - Did you hear me?

Dain is surrounded

they're being slaughtered, Thorin.

Many die in war.

Life is cheap.

But a treasure

such as this cannot be counted

in hives lost.

It is worth _.

All the blood we can spend.

You sit here in these vast halls.

With a crown upon your head...

And yet you are lesser now than you have ever been.

Do not speak to me...

As if I were some lowly dwarf lord...

As if

I were still

Thorin...

Oakenshield.

- I am your king! - You were always my king.

You used to know that once.

You cannot see what you have become.

(Go.

(Set out.

Before I kill you.

Dwalin: You sit here

with a crown upon your head.

You are lesser now than you have ever been.

Thorin: But a treasure such as this cahnot be counted in lives lost.

Balin: A sickness lies upon that treasure.

Bard: The blind ambition of a mountain king.

Thorin: Am I not the king?

This gold...

Is ours.

And ours alone.

I will not part...

With a single Colin.

Bard: He could not see beyond his own desire!

Thorin: As if I were some lowly dwarf lord...

Thorin Oakenshield.

Balin: A sickness which drove your grandfather mad.

Dwalin: This is Thorin.

Son of thrain, son of thror!

Thorin: I am not my grandfather. I am not my grandfather.

Gandalf: You are the heir to the throne of Durin.

Dwalin: They are dying out there.

Gandalf: Take back Erebor.

Dwalin: Dain is surrounded.

Dying.

Is surrounded.

Dying.

Gandalf: Take back your homeland.

Bilbo: You are changed, Thorin.

Thorin: I am not my grandfather.

Bilbo: Is this treasure truly worth more than your honor?

Thorin: I am not my grandfather.

Gandalf: This treasure will be your death!

Fall back!

Fall back

to the mountain!

Fall back!

Azog:

Kili: I will not hide

behind a wall of stone

while others fight our battles for us!

It is not in my blood, Thorin.

No

It is not.

We are sons of Durin.

And Durin's folk.

Do not flee from a fight.

I have no right to ask this of any of you.

But will you follow me...

One last time?

Thorin.

Dain: To the king!

To the king!

The dwarves.

They're rallying.

They're rallying to their king.

Any man who wants to give their last...

Follow me!

Bofur: Come on, Bombur. Get up.

Bofur: Nori. Nori: Gloin!

Gloin: Right behind you, brother.

I say we stand with our men in life and in death

- I'm with you. Hilda: Arm yourselves.

- Come with us. Woman: No, no, no.

You leave an old woman be. Don't be afraid.

Woman: I said, get off!

You are a coward.

"Coward"?

Not every man's brave enough to wear a corset.

You're not a man.

You're a weasel

Dain!

Thorin!

Hold on!

I'm coming!

Hey, cousin!

What took you so long?

There's too many of these buggers, Thorin.

I hope you've got a plan.

Thorin: Aye.

We're going to take out their leader.

Azoqg”?

I'm gonna kill that piece of filth.

Thorin, you cannot do this.

You're our king.

That is why I must do it.

And how do you plan to fight your way single-handed to ravenhill?

Balin: Halt!

It's been a while since I've done this.

To ravenhill

hold tight, lads.

You're all mad bastards.

I like it

may Durin save you all.

Watch out!

Balin: Eves front...

Lads!

Hold on!

I'm out!

Bring it down!

Shoot it! “Where?

In his jambags!

It doesn't have any jambags!

Duck! “Kili!

Move it!

Hang on, lads! I'm coming!

Bofur, you beauty!

Balin: Dwalin! Dwalin: Go!

Come on _.

You hairy hedgepig!

Come on!

Fili: Yeah!

Yeah! Fili: Yeah!

Wargs!

Hold tight, lads.

Kili: There's more coming!

We're pulling too much weight.

We won't make it

cut the tracers.

Ride them to ravenhill

no, balin.

My goat-riding days are over.

Durin be with you, brother.

I am too old for this.

Dwalin: Hyah!

Thorin: Onwards!

Dwalin: Ll ead on!

Get up.

Get away from me.

I don't take orders.

From you. People trusted you.

They listened to you.

The master's mantle

was there for the taking...

And you threw it all away.

For what?

Bard: Alfrid

your slip is showing.

We may yet survive this.

(Gandalf!

It's Thorin.

And fili, kili...

And Dwalin.

He's taking his best warriors.

To do what?

To cut the head off the snake.

Diel

Gandalf!

Legolas.

Legolas Greenleaf.

There is a second army.

Bolg leads a force of gundabad orcs. They are almost upon us.

Ggundabad

this was their plan all along.

Azog engages our forces, then bolg sweeps in from the north.

The north?

Where is the north

exactly? Ravenhill.

Ravenhill?

Thorin is up there.

And fili and kili. They're all up there.

Kili: Where is he?

It 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 than a hundred.

We'll take care of them go!

(Go!

Dwalin: Come on!

Recall your company.

My lord, dispatch this force...

To ravenhill. The dwarves are about

to be overrun.

Thorin must be warned.

By all means, warn him.

I have 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.

Tauriel:

You will not turn away.

Not this time.

Get out of my way.

The dwarves will be slaughtered.

Yes, they will die.

Today...

Tomorrow.

One year hence, a hundred years from now.

What does it matter?

They are mortal.

You think your life is worth more...

When there is no love in it?

There is no love in you.

What do you know of love?

Nothing.

What you feel for that dwarf...

Is not real.

You think it is love?

Are you ready to die for it?

Legolas:

I will go with you.

Push!

By Durin, you've lost your ax.

No, he's not.

There you go, cousin.

You know where you can stick that.

Hey. 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 an army attacking from the north

this watchtower will be surrounded.

With 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.

Ah

Find fili and kili. Call them back.

Thorin, are you sure about this?

Do it.

We'll live to fight another day.

Oh

Azog:

(Go.

Run!

Kili!

Dwalin: Thorin.

Thorin. No.

No

Tauriel: Kili.

Kili!

Kili!

Tauriel!

Kili

Nol

Nol

Mm.

Tauriel!

The eagles are coming.

Bilbo.

Don't move. Don't move lie still.

Oh. Mm. Mm.

I'm glad you are here.

- Shh, shh. - Unh.

I wish to part from you in friendship.

No

You are not going anywhere.

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 it

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.

Watch them grow.

If more people...

Valued home.

Above gold...

This world would be a merrier place.

No. No, no, no. No.

Thorin. Thorin, don't you dare.

Thorin.

Thorin. Thorin, hold on.

Hold on, please.

The eagles...

The eagles... the eagles are here.

Thorin?

The ea...

I cannot go back.

Where will you go?

I do not know.

(So north

find the dunedain.

There's a young ranger amongst them. You should meet him.

His father, arathorn, was a good man.

His son

might grow to be a great one.

What is his hame”?

He's known in the wild as strider.

His true name _.

You must discover for yourself.

Legolas.

Your mother loved you.

More than anyone.

More than life.

They want to bury him.

Yes

if this is love, I do not want it.

Take it from me.

Please

Why does it hurt so much?

Because it was real

Gandalf: The king is dead.

Long live the king!

All: Long live the king!

Balin: 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

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, uh...

Teas at 4.

There's plenty of it.

You are welcome anytime.

Uh

Don't bother knocking.

Gandalf: Ah. The borders of the shire.

It is here I must leave you.

That's a shame.

I quite liked having...

A wizard around.

Seems they bring good luck.

You don't really suppose, do you, that all your adventures and escapes...

Were managed by mere luck?

Magic rings should not be used lightly, bilbo.

Don't take me for a fool.

I know you found one in the goblin tunnels.

And I've kept my eye on you...

Aver since.

Well, thank goodness.

Farewell, Gandalf.

Farewell

You, uh...

You needn't worry about that ring. Fell out of my pocket during the battle.

I lost it

you're a very fine person, Mr. Baggins.

And I'm very fond...

O0f you.

But you're only quite a little fellow...

In a wide world after all

Wait a minute, that's my mother's glory box.

And that's my dining chair.

Ah... put that pouf down!

What is going on?

Worrywort: Hello

Mr. bilbo.

You're not supposed to be here.

What do you mean?

On account of you being presumed dead.

I am not dead.

Presumed or otherwise.

Worrywort: I'm not sure that's permitted.

Mr. bilbo!

Tosser: Twenty-one! Any advance on 21?

Any advance on 217?

Ha, ha! Sold to Mrs. bolger.

Somewhere for fatty to put his feet on.

Any bids for this?

This is shire-made.

No dwarvish reproductions here.

Bilbo: Stop!

Stop!

- There's been a mistake! Lobelia: Who are you?

Who am I?

You know who I am...

Lobelia sackville-Baggins.

This is my home.

And those are my spoons. Thank you very much.

Tosser: This is most irregular. - Excuse me.

Tosser: It's been more

than 13 months since the disappearance.

If you are in fact...

Bilbo Baggins and undeceased...

Can you prove it?

What?

Something official with your name...

On it would suffice.

All right. Right.

A contract of employment as a bur...

Never mind as what.

There. My signature.

Yes, well... uh...

Well, it certainly seems to be in order.

Yes

seems there can be no doubt.

Who is this you pledged your service to?

Thorin Oakenshield?

He...

He was my friend.

No, thank youl!

We don't want any more visitors, well-wishers

or distant relations!

Gandalf: And what about...

Very old friends?

Bilbo: Gandalf?

Gandalf: Bilbo Baggins.

Bilbo: My dear Gandalf! Ha, ha!

Gandalf: It's good to see you.

One hundred and 11 years old. Who would believe it?

Bilbo: Come on, come in!

Welcome. Welcome.