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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.

CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY WARNER BROS.

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