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Bilbo Baggins
[to Thorin] You've
won the Mountain. Is that not enough?
(explaining why he has brought the
Arkenstone to Thranduil and Bard) I know that
dwarves can
be
obstinate
and
pigheaded
and
difficult.
And
suspicious
and
secretive,
with
the worst manners
you can
possibly imagine. But they are also brave and
kind, and loyal to a fault. I've grown very
fond of them, and I would save them if
I can.
[to the company] If any of you
ever pass through Bag End, tea is at four. There's
plenty of it. You
are welcome any time.
Don't bother knocking!
Thorin
Oakenshield
[to his company] I have no
right to ask this of any of you... but will you
follow me...one last time?
[to
Bilbo,
last
words
before
dying] 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.
King Thranduil
(to Legolas) Your mother loved you.
More than anyone. More than life.
Gandalf
You're not making a
very splendid figure as King Under The Mountain,
are you? Thorin, son of
Thrain!
You are a very fine fellow, Mr.
Baggins, and I am very fond of you. But you are
really just a little
fellow, in a wide
world.
Dain Ironfoot
(appearing
at
the
head
of
an
army
of
dwarves)
Good
mornin'!
How
are
we
all?
I
have
a
wee
proposition,
if
you
wouldn't
mind
giving
me
a
few
moments
of
your
time.
Would
you
consider...JUST SODDING OFF?!
I will not stand down before any Elf!
[indicates Thranduil] 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!
(as Azog's army emerges from beneath
the mountains) The hordes of Hell are upon us! To
battle,
sons of Durin!
(as
Thorin and Company charge out of gate of Erebor)
TO THE KING! TO THE KING!
Dwalin
(to Thorin) You sit here in these vast
halls, with a crown upon your head-- and yet you
are lesser
now than you have ever been.
Bard
Any man who
wants to give their last... FOLLOW ME!
Alfrid? Your slip is showing.
Dialogue
1.
Smaug: [to Bard] Who are you that would
stand against me?! [Bard, with the Black Arrow in
hand,
grabs his bow but finds it
broken] Now that is a pity. What will you do now,
Bowman? You are
forsaken! No help will
come! [crushes a building with his foot]
Master of Lake-town: [to his men] Now's
our chance! Go now! Head to the open water!
Smaug: [sees Bain] Hmm. Is that your
child? You cannot save him from the fire. He will
burn!
[Bard aims the black arrow while
balancing it on Bain's shoulder]
Bard:
Stay still, son. Stay still.
Smaug:
Tell
me, wretch...
how
now
shall you
challenge
me? [Bard
concentrates
on
Smaug's
hollowed scale] You
have nothing left but your DEATH! [roars and makes
his way to them]
Bard: Bain. Look at
me. You look at me. A little to your left. [Bain
moves slightly] That's it.
[as Smaugs
heads toward them, Bard shoots the arrow and it
strikes the dragon's heart, causing
him
to roar and scream in pain and crash into the
tower. The tower falls with Bard and Bain in it.
Smaug continues to roar in pain, flying
high until the light leaves his body. He plummets
down
into the ground. The Master of
Lake-town sees the dragon's body]
Master of Lake-town: No! No, no, no!
[the dead body of Smaug lands on the Master,
Braga, the
guards,
the
boat,
and
the
gold,
crushing
and
killing
them
all;
back
at
the
Lonely
Mountain,
the
dwarves hear the crash
of Smaug's dead body in the river]
Ori:
What was that? What happened?
Bilbo: It
fell. I saw it. It's dead. Smaug is dead!
Gloin: By my beard, I think he's right!
[points to birds flying to the mountain] Look
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! [the dwarves cheer, but Bilbo
sees Thorin going back to enter the Lonely
Mountain]
2.
[after the destruction of Lake-town and
Smaug's death, Fili, Bofur, and Oin grab a boat so
they can
head out to the Lonely
Mountain to rejoin the Company. Kili goes over to
Tauriel]
Kili: Tauriel...
Fili: Kili. Come on, we're leaving.
Tauriel: They are your people. You must
go. [starts to walk off, Kili stops her]
Kili: Come with me. I know how I feel,
I'm not afraid. You make me feel alive.
Tauriel: I can't.
Kili:
Tauriel. Amralime.
Tauriel: [surprised]
I don't know what that means.
Kili:
[grins] I think you do.
[Fili looks at
his brother; before Tauriel could respond, she
senses Legolas, who returned from his
chase after Bolg, behind her]
Tauriel: [in Elvish] My Lord Legolas.
Legolas: [in Elvish] Take your leave of
the Dwarf. You are needed elsewhere.
[Kili and Tauriel give each other a
longing look, before Kili reluctantly leaves. Then
he stops and
turns back to Tauriel. He
takes her hand and gives her the stone he showed
her when they first
met]
Kili: Keep it, as a promise.
[Kili goes to the boat with Fili,
Bofur, and Oin and row off. Tauriel looks at the
stone. Her eyes
filled with tears as
she watches Kili and the others row off in their
boat to the Lonely Mountain]
3.
Bolg: Woodland Elves! The King's son
and a She-elf... they tracked us to Lake-town!
Azog: And you killed them?
Bolg: They fled... squealing like
cowards.
Azog: [angrily] You
fool!
They
will
return...
with
an
Army
of
Elves
at
their
backs!
Ride
to
Gundabad...
Let
the
Legions
come
forth. [addressing
his
army] Elves!
Men!
Dwarves!
The
Mountain will be their tomb! To war!
4.
[As Galadriel tries to
exit Dol Guldur with the comatose Gandalf, Sauron
calls out to her in Black
Speech]
Sauron: Three rings for the Elven-kings
under the sky, seven for the Dwarf-lords in their
halls of
stone...
Galadriel:
Nine
for
mortal
men
doomed
to
die...[the
Ringwraiths
appear
in
a
circle
around
her,
cutting off her escape.
Galadriel falls to one knee]
Sauron:
You cannot fight the shadow. Even now, you fade.
One light alone in the darkness.
Galadriel: [defiant] I am not alone.
[Elrond and Saruman enter Dol Guldur]
Saruman: Are you in need of assistance,
my lady? [the Ringwraiths round on him with a
shriek.
Elrond steps forward]
Elrond: You should have stayed dead!
[Elrond and Saruman fight the Ringwraiths]
5.
Sauron: [in the Black
Speech] It has begun. The East will fall. So shall
the Kingdom of Angmar
rise. The time of
the Elves is over. The Age of the Orc has come.
[Galadriel
rises,
fell
and
terrible,
and
raises
the
light
of
E?
rendil,
causing
Sauron
and
the
Ringwraiths to recoil.]
Galadriel: [deep, booming voice] YOU
HA
VE NO POWER HERE, SERV
ANT
OF MORGOTH!
YOU
ARE
NAMELESS,
FACELESS,
FORMLESS!
GO
BACK
TO
THE
VOID
FROM
WHENCE YOU CAME!
[Sauron disappears. Galadriel faints,
Elrond catches her; Gandalf and Radagast watch
outside the
fortress]
Elrond: [in Elvish] We were deceived.
Galadriel: The spirit of Sauron
endured.
Saruman: And has been
banished.
Galadriel: 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.
Elrond: My Lord Saruman, he
must be hunted down and destroyed once and for
all.
Saruman: Without the Ring of
Power, Sauron can never again hold dominion over
Middle-Earth.
Go now. Leave Sauron to
me.
6.
Thorin: [staring at
the broken throne of Erebor, at the space where
the Arkenstone should be] 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:
[seething] And yet it's still not found!
Balin: 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.
7.
[Bilbo sees Balin who looks distressed
about Thorin's behavior]
Balin: 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.
Bilbo: Balin, if, if Thorin had
the Arkenstone, well, if it was found... would it
help?
Balin: That stone crowns all.
It's the summit of this great wealth, bestowing
power upon he who
bears
it.
But
stay
his
madness?
No,
lad.
I
fear
it
would
make
him
worse.
Perhaps
it
is
best
it
remains lost.
8.
[Bilbo
sits
in
a
secluded
hallway,
looking
at
something
in
his
palm.
Thorin
enters,
and
rushes
forward.]
Thorin: [demanding] What is that? In
your hand?
Bilbo: I-It's nothing.
Thorin: Show me.
Bilbo: It--
[opens his hand. It is an acorn on his palm.] I
picked it up, in Beorn's garden.
Thorin: [his face softens, awed] You've
carried it all this way?
Bilbo: I'm
going to plant it in my garden, in Bag End.
Thorin: [smiling fondly] It's a poor
prize, to take back to the Shire.
Bilbo: One day it'll grow, and every
time I'll look at it I'll remember. The good, the
bad. And how
lucky I am that I made it
home.
[they smile at each other for a
minute.]
Bilbo: Thorin, I--
Dwalin:
[interrupting]
Thorin.
Survivors,
from
Laketown.
They're
streaming
into
Dale.
There's
hundreds of them.
Thorin: [his face falls] Call everyone
to the gate. [darkly] To the gate! Now!
9.
[Bard rides to the Lonely
Mountain and sees the dwarves on top of the stone
wall]
Bard: Hail Thorin, son of Thrain.
We are glad to find you alive beyond hope.
Thorin: Why do you come to the gates of
the King under the Mountain armed for war?
Bard: Why does the King under the
Mountain fence himself in like a robber in his
hole?
Thorin: Perhaps it is because I'm
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?
[Thorin goes down the wall to speak to
Bard, as a raven flies overhead into the
mountains, and
they speak between the
wall separating them]
Thorin: I'm
listening.
Bard:
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.
Thorin: I will not treat with any man,
while an armed host lies before my door.
Bard: That armed host will attack this
mountain if we do not come to terms.
Thorin: And your threats do not sway
me.
Bard: 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.
Thorin: When did the men of Lake-town
come to our aid but for the promise of rich
reward?
Bard: A bargain was struck!
Thorin: 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?
Bard: Because you gave us your word.
Does that mean nothing?
[Thorin steps
away from Bard's view behind the wall to think for
a moment, looks at the company
and
Bilbo, and turns back to Bard]
Thorin:
Begone! Ere our arrows fly! [Bard leaves in anger]
10.
[Thorin has turned Bard
away after refusing to give up a share of the
treasure, thus provoking a
war between
the dwarves and the elves.]
Bilbo: What
are you doing?! You cannot go to war.
Thorin: This does not concern you.
Bilbo: Excuse me, but just in case you
haven't noticed, there is an army of Elves out
there! Not to
mention several hundred
angry fishermen. W-We are, in fact, outnumbered.
[The dwarves turn to
look at Bilbo]
Thorin: Not for much longer.
Bilbo: Wh...? What does that mean?
Thorin: It means, Master Baggins, you
should never underestimate Dwarves. We have
reclaimed
Erebor. Now, we defend it.
11.
[Thranduil refuses to
heed Gandalf's warning about the approaching Orc
armies.]
Gandalf: Since when has my
counsel counted for so little? What do you think
I'm trying to do?
Thranduil: I think
you're trying to save your Dwarfish friends. And I
admire your loyalty to them,
but it
does not dissuade me from my cause. You started
this, Mithrandir. You will forgive me if I